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agentspirmoff · 3 years

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Maine x Reader

Show:Red vs blue

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Prompt:"You wouldn't be in this shape if you knew when to quit"

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The bullet wound hurt like a bitch.

I mean what else did you expect from a danm bullet but I never had taken one in the stomch before and the new burning hurt.

This mission was supposed to be an easy in and out, kill only who interferes, but had quickly changed to an escape mission.

Wash had made a rookie mistake, leaving his left side open causing me to jump infront of him and take the bullet.

Maine, my boyfriend of 5 months, growled and charged to us as wash held down the fire.

"Dispatch we have one wounded how far away are you", I heard wash say in the coms as he continued to fire.

I was holding back a scream as another wave of pain rushed through my body.

"I am 5 minutes out get to the west landing pad quick", 479er said through the coms.

Maine finally got to our side and was crouched by me, one of his hands pressing down on my stomch.

"You'll be ok", he growled out, and carefully lifted me into his arms.

I let out a scream as his arm bumped against my waist, pain shooting up my spine.

"Maine I'll cover you guys, just go", wash called out and the sound of more gunfire was heard in the background.

Maine huffed and then took off torwards the west landing dock, listening to me, as I let out small whimpers.

"I'm now landing, shit maine what happened to her", 479er said through are coms, the only response she got was maines growl.

The pain was starting to numb itself and my eyelids felt droopy as maine quickly treaded up into the pelican.

479er had gotten one of the bunks out and had gotten a few of the medical equipment out.

Maine laid me out on the bed and undid my helmet, throwing it back, as another scream left my lips.

"Hold on honey this is gonna sting and your gonna want to drink this", 479er said giving me a bottle of whiskey.

"Maine go and help wash", she commanded and received a growl from him before he dashed back out.

I took a sip of the whiskey, ignoring the burning that it caused as she began to take off all my armor.

The blood had already seeped into my body suit as she peeled that off.

I kept chugging the whiskey down and held back a scream as she put a wipe to the wound, apologizing.

Maine and wash eventually boarded the pelican again.

"Maine I need you to put pressure on her wound, try and stop the bleeding", 479er told maine as he came to kneel where she'd been.

Wash came over and kneeled infront of my face,"shit I'm so so sorry (state/name)".

I let out a laugh, the Wiskey was clearly in my system and the pain was slowly being numbed.

"Its fine wash we'll get back to M.O.I and I'll get stitched up", I joked taking another swig.

Maine turned his helemt to me and growled.

I shakily reached my hand out and touched maines helmet, as he softly growled.

My vision was starting to blur, as my hand fell back from his helemt and I rolled my head backwards closing my eyes.

"Shit no no no (s/n) keep your eyes open dont you dare close them", then you slipped into oblivion.

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I hoped I wasnt dead.

There was no sign that I was dead, no angle nor devil, but then again maybe this was death.

But again their was that loud annoying beeping sound, that beeped every other godamn minute.

My body had also been numbed till I felt this tingle in my fingers.

There was a weight on my fingers and then I could wiggle them around, and the weight lifted before lacing with my fingers.

This feeling slowly spread till even my eyes felt numb and I couldnt see my body anymore.

Then I slowly began to lift them, only to see a blinding light.

I groaned and closed my eyes before opening them again to the bright light, so maybe this was heaven.

I heard a growl from my left, the place where my fingers had been numb now were warmed by the fingers of my boyfriend.

Maine sat at a chair by the edge of the hospital bed, looking at me as his thumb traced circles on the back of my hand.

I tried to sit up before a peircing pain shot through my stomch and made me gasp outloud.

Maine immediately bolted up and pressed his hands against my shoulder, pushing me back against the bed.

"Rest", he growled, reaching over to a little counter where a a glass of water and 2 small green pills sat.

Picking then up, he held them out to me and growled,"numbing pills".

I crossed my arms over my chest and pouted, but he kept holding them out.

I took them and groaned causing maine to look up at me.

"I'm fine just dont like taking pills", I told him.

"You wouldnt be in this shape if you hadn't been reckless", maine managed to growl out and I huffed.

"I couldnt let wash just get shot though", I defended wash and maine let out a growl.

"Yes you could of", he growled and I reached my hand out till it touched his cheek.

He closed his eyes and leaned into my touch,"maine hes a rookie, and rookies make mistakes, it was just a bullet wound, I'll heal".

Maine sighed and I patted the bed,"you should definitely come up here and cuddle me cuz I'm cold", I asked him.

He tilted his head and I offered him the best smile I could, the medicine was starting to make me sleepy.

Maine was a big cuddle bug, despite him being so big and feared by many of the crew on the M.O.I.

He got up and I was glad he wasnt in his armor, instead in a pair of Jean's and white shirt.

I scooted over and let him lay beside me before wrapping my arms around his middle, laying my head against his chest.

His arms went to wrap around my smaller frame and he pressed a kiss to my head.

"I love you maine", I wispeared and heard him growl back contently.

#red vs blue #maine #maine x reader #rvb #rvb maine x reader #freelancers #Washington

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unclerippuascension · 3 years

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Autistic infodump about Balan Wonderworld or whatever the fuck

Man it really does suck that Balan Wonderworld fucking crashed and burned because unlike Mighty No. 9 I feel like there was some glimmer of goodness in there. Not in terms of gameplay, that’s borked because Yuji Naka still thinks we’re in the fucking 90s where games had one godamn button gameplay and yet also has 80 powerups (seriously what ganja was he smoking, is he ok?), but I mean the story. Which is so weird because the implimentation of story in this game was so passive agressive, like Yuji Naka didn’t want a story but Square was like “No no, you work at our company, you put a fucking story in your game”

Like... there’s clearly story here, but there’s no dialogue. Not having spoken dialogue isn’t a bad thing, but you need to have story shown off in another way and Balan Wonderworld doesn’t do that. That’s especially bad when your story relies on making us care about the struggles characters have. And the people who made this game knew that because they made a fucking light novel that explains everything about everyone. I just WHAT

Was is it too much for them to have a part of the pause menu where you can get a short biography of the characters you’ve met? Kirby Star Allies did this and that game didn’t have a story as big as Balan Wonderworld’s! Not to mention the novel really pulls a FNAF novel where it explains so much important lore that ain’t NOBODY who isn’t in the fandom is gonna read, hell with how much this game flopped I don’t even think anybody in general is gonan read it. Stuff like: did you know Balan was created by Lance, that weird hentai tentacle guy who’s kind of the Reiali of this game? (apologies to Nights fans if I fucked up the name) YEAH, ME NEITHER, YUKARI HAD TO TELL ME. Their whole thing is basically this one meme in case you haven’t read the novel like me

I want you really think about how much of a mistake this was. Don’t pull a FNAF novel series if you’re making a game, there are ways to impliment story without it being JRPG levels of involved. Again, just have short blurbs as an option in the pause menu.

Speaking of Balan, they really did my mans dirty. It’s like the one Spongebob meme, “You used me...TO BRING IN PLAYERS”. You do not play as Balan in this game, you do QTEs. I never played Nights, Sonic was my Sega fix, but if I was a Nights fan I would feel so cheated. He’s got so much potential, and he’s probably a more developed character in the light novel, but here? He’s just the hook, and once you bite the rest of the game is just....

yeah.

Again, they could have had stuff for Balan that wasn’t QTEs. Maybe some gameplay like Nights? I get that the game isn’t a Nights game, but maybe have his short segments be little snapshots of that kind of gameplay? Please the game is so horrendous, people would find the game tolerable if they had the gameplay version of that cold glass of water in the middle of a marathon.

Also maybe cut back on the powerups, do we really need 80 of them? So many of them make other powerups obselete, this isn’t a Megaman game, Mr. Naka. We do not need 80 powerups that are all more or less recolors of each other. It doesn’t help that most of these costumes are ugly as sin, useless (serious, who thought Box Fox was a good thing, I just want to talk), or are just a recolor of another powerup. I heard there were originally going to be 40, but even 40 is too much. Your character has three slots for power-ups, have it be three powerups per world and make them permanent additions and not something you need to re-acquire because yes that’s a thing. To bring up Megaman again, imagine if you were using a powerup and you died, and now you’d have to battle the robot master again to get it back. It’s not exactly like that but its on the same track.

Yukari said this while we were talking about this topic, but Balan does feel like a game that should have been some kind of animated series or something. When this game is in cutscenes it is genuinely impressive with how it handles the conflict of the characters, well the characters who actually have compelling problems that you need to solve by Psychonaut-ing it into their heads. What do I mean? Well one world is around a little girl who’s cat got hit by a car, and the event made her so scared and upset that she is now afraid of cars and streetlights because it reminds her of that tragedy. That’s relatable! Even if the game doesn’t translate that, you’re still theoretically helping a child grieve the loss of a pet! And then the other guy is some smug old fart who got beat by a rival and isn’t the champion of chess anymore. Too my knowledge the game doesn’t really scale these problems like where the problems the characters slowly become more ‘intense’. Like the first guy you help is a farmer, but I feel like the chess guy should have been first because his problem is like... dude just get over it, you’re gonna lose nobody is perfect.

The worst part about all of this is that Square Enix told Yuji Naka he had one chance to make a platformer, and he pretty much wasted it with how this game was handled. I am pretty damn worried that Balan will be like Geno and Mallow where Square just never fucking uses them again, maybe not AS bad as Geno and Mallow but in that similar ballpark

It really does kinda suck, my guys. I just wanted a cool game with a funky clown-looking dude, man!!!

#balan wonderworld

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rochey1010 · 4 years

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I must be the only one who liked these clips. I think many of you put eliott on a pedastal. He's this dashing prince that can't be flawed or dark. Thinking like that does a great disservice to his character.

I have a mental illness. Let me tell you why i relate to characters like Eliott and Lola. Because their thinking in those clips, and in life is 100% true. I made a post early on in the season of Eliott hitting bottom. And it's coming true. Of words said that would end up foreshadowing events to come. And they're coming true.

Mentally ill people's thinking are basically a barrage of negative thoughts that permeates the mind and sometimes drown out rationality and logic. Things like self loathing, toxicity, inadequacy, wrong, defective, freak.

And what helps those words stick is others through ignorance, hate or judgement reinforcing them. Eliott's own love Lucas did it in S3. Remember guys words hurt, sterotypes and predjudices hurt. How many times has Eliott stood around people with judging eyes that Eliott can't think for himself or is about to go mental. Hell the freakin fans are guilty of it. And how many people look at Lola and think she's gonna fall off the wagon and is a lost cause. You have to understand that it's not just Eliott and Lola's thinking. It's society and their thinking and how they treat others.

There was a time when a mental illness was a dirty, shameful secret and people were thrown in institutions to rot. That they were considered a waste of humanity and beyond help. Even today there are stigmas. Do you remember how we acted when Fifi died. Oh no eliott's gonna break and spiral. Waiting for eliott to slip. Even when other fans who understood bipolar posted that it's harmful to keep that kind of thinking. Not everthing a person does is because of their mental illness, that eliott is strong and can cope with upsets etc. There you freakin go. Now ask yourself why eliott feels that way when we clearly do about him.

And then lets hammer it home with lola knowing about the manic episode on the barge. Eliott's worst night, a night of shame and chaos for him. And it's spread around like it's the best story ever. Like it's some gossip. And if Lola heard it. It means the crew talked about it. Hey maybe some even laughed at how funny it was. And now ask yourself why people care and relate to Eliott. 😭

That conversation at the table with lola and eliott is so godamn relatable. Lola is bottom and hurting. She's hurting herself with vices but she knows how to hurt others with the weapon of words. She's very adept at it. And she has being doing it with Eliott. Picking at his fears and insecurities and not because she's evil but because it's lonely being rock bottom and you want someone to hurt with you.

I said this about Eliott. The root of his bipolar is believing he's a fuck up and too much. This is very much confirmed. It's why he hides, omitts, and runs, because he believes if those he loves know the true him. They'll write him off as he's everything his negative thoughts tell him he is.

I said he was the darkest Even. And i knew he'd gone off the rails in the past and done self destructive shit. It does not matter how much Eliott loves Lucas. His mental illness does not care. It screams as loud as possible and twists his thinking. His fears and insecurities are dependent on 2 things:

Control

Inadequecy

You have to understand that a mentally ill mind doesn't work the same. These 2 Lola and Eliott. A depressive and a bipolar have no control over their moods and emotions, struggle with power and agency and fear it being taken from them. That's why Eliott didn't pull rank on Lola and turn into her dad. Because he tried to take her home first and it didn't work. She made a scene and pulled away. So he asked her what she needed and she said a friend and someone to drink with. You don't tell Lola what to do. Because when you do it goes badly. And how does Eliott know that? Because telling Eliott what to do is something he hates and goes badly.

So yeah i liked seeing flawed Eliott who messes up because he's young and struggles. Life isn't a cake walk for him. And Tiff's friend took the video which means it's getting posted. And Eliott will have to address his issues once and for all. And Lola will have to come to terms with her dragging a friend who has been nothing but supportive and sweet to her. This is going to hit Lola hard at what she did to Eliott. I Love Lola but she was acting toxic in this clip and had an agenda. She knew what her words were as we've seen them several times over the season. She basically stuck the knife into Eliott and preyed on his insecurities and fears. And like i said, this is just objective. I'm not blaming Lola and don't want others to either. As both Eliott and Lola are young living daily with mental illnesses.

So based on my post. Eliott will hit bottom and that crying BTS is about to happen. And it looks like Lucas and Eliott are gonna address their issues. And Lola now has video evidence of her with her top off and Eliott being punched trying to help her. It's now self reflection time for Lola. I think she's gonna hate herself when she sees the state of Eliott.

#skam france #skamfr #lola lecomte #eliott demaury

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slashingdisneypasta · 4 years

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Horror Villains / Misc x Reader || Drabbles

Plot: You accidentally summon Beetlejuice because he convinced you that he could help you with your Slasher problem, but he becomes an even worse problem. So, you need your Slasher to help you exterminate him, instead.

Includes: Chucky / Charles Lee Ray and Freddy Krueger

Warnings: It’s got nasty gremlin man in it (Meaning, gross language, dirty jokes and such), and also Slashers (Meaning, gore, swearing, course and suggestive language). Groping (Himself)

Notes:

Okay, those of you who were with me at MainstreamBaddies; You remember that post I wrote about some rando killer trying to get the reader, so reader goes to the Slasher that’s also trying to kill them for help?

Well this is basically that but with (Movie) Beetlejuice as the rando.

THERE WAS MEANT TO BE MORE CHARACTERS!! But its late and I wanna slep ^^ Hopefully I’ll do Ghostface and Jason tomorrow!

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THE START / ‘Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice’

“So… “Worrying my bottom lip, I look from the wall where I can think properly to the small, ‘fun size’ version of ‘Beetlejuice’ who’s looking expectantly at me. Excited even.

Although I guess that’s a given. If I was that small and had the possibility sitting right in front of me, of growing back to full size, and full power again, I’d be jazzed too. But, still, there’s something very off about this guy, and it isn’t just the fact that he’s the size of maybe 2 thumbs snapped off at the knuckle and taped one on top of the other. He’s very enthusiastic.

In a Gollum-Swamp Monster-Chick Hicks kind of way.

“’So’, what? I don’t have all day baaaaaay – well, I do have all day. I got nowhere to be – not many fun joints for a guy to go to at this size, amiright? Yeah, but, that’s not the point! Do you wanna get rida’ your lil’ problem or not? Eh?” Beetlejuice is practically vibrating, like an alarm clock and I have the most impulsive urge to call his name three times just to stop it.

Luckily, I have impulse control.

“Of course, I do. I… “Eyeing him pointedly, I start wringing my hands. “I just don’t want to create a new problem, in its place.”

He rolls his dark, feral racoon-panda eyes, muttering something lightning quick to himself before throwing out his arms and yelling. “BABE! I promise ya, really, sweetheart. Baby-lemon pie-dumpling-doll-dollar-sugar-tea, I’m just gonna fix your problem! All I want in the world right now is t’ cum-plete our deal! Get rida’ your Slasher, and be on my way! Unless theirs somethin’ else you ask of me, eh? When I’m back to my normal size? You know, I’m big in all the right places sugar tit- “

I took a deep, necessary breath in when he started on the ‘something else’ and now have the required breath to drown out the last words. “Oooookay!! I wont need that.” I say quickly, as a statement. He licks his lips. “But, um… Are you sure you can get rid of them?” ‘Them’. The bane of my existence right now. The co-star in the horror movie of my life. That them.

“Trust me, babe-sickle. It’ll be sinch.” For a moment, he looks absolutely calm. No vibrating, no yelling, no talking really fast. And it hits its intended mark – my assurances. Okay.

“Alright.” I wring my hands one last time, then clap them and step back from the town diorama that Beetlejuice is roaming in. I cross my arms, then drop them to my sides and look around, then finally back at the impatient ghost… who’s doing squats. Good grief, how much energy is in this guy? “Beetlejuice.”

He gasps, jumps up to his feet, nearly falling over because his weight landed wrong and then rubs his hands together. “Here we go!”

“Beetlejuice.”

“Oh. You do it right, babe.”

Oh my god, here we go. Hopefully this can’t make my situation any worse- I mean, I am being targeted by a killer. What are the odds that this goofball of a ghost could ruin my life anymore? “Beetlejuice.”

“PRESTO!”

Human! Chucky / Charles Lee Ray – Chucky’s POV:

I figure this is going to be a pain, when a screech tears from the ugly old house before I even get in. Confused, and more then frustrated because this spells out nothing but problems for me for when I get in, instead of the nice peaceful kill I was intending to enjoy, I open the screen door -bitch didn’t even lock the front door, it’s like she wants me to kill her,- and rush up the stairs to where the sound came from. “Hold on, I’m not there yet!!”

What the hell is going on?!

“Look, in my professional experience, the screamin’ doesn’t start til the killer takes out a knife, sometimes even before but not before I even get into the house, lady. The audacity of you, here- “

What am I looking at here?

In front of my eyes, my fucking eyes, stands of course Y/N, my victim. And some kind of zebra - one that’s been dead and left out in the swamp for a fuck-long time. He’s got crazy eyes if I’ve ever seen them, and have you seen mine? That’s saying something. Who is this joker? In my coat, I grip the gun I keep just in case strangulation goes awry, but don’t bring it out just yet. Not until this guy reveals his cards, first.

The guy’s eyes flicker in smug amusement from my face, to my gun pocket -evidently, he realises something’s up. Can’t blame the guy, damnit, -, then whips right around, leaving his back wide open for me and my weapon, to my facepalming victim. I smirk at her. “I take it that’s the guy you want rid of, toots?”

“Uh… yeah… “She looks adorable and awkward. The guy lets go of her waist, which he was holding close to his body as she leaned away before, when I walked in and he literally, and I’ve never seen any person do this before, halted in his tracks. Stopped breathing, stopped shifting, it even seemed like the history around him stopped for that ‘caught’ moment. And I swear I heard the sound of record music abruptly being turned off come from his mouth.

And for some odd reason, I get the feeling he’s not human. Can’t conjure a reason why, though.

I should be saying this shit out loud, I’m wasted on myself.

Figuring this guy’s been hired to get rid of me, I take out my gun. “Okay, you’re gonna have to catch me up on what’s happening... Oh, no? Well, okay.”

BAM!

A bullet flies across the room and sticks into the freak’s chest, and that is the end of things going my way.

Because the force of the bullet somehow sends him slamming across the room and through a wall in the back. His body goes ‘poot’ down two stories outside and theirs a silence that doesn’t last long enough for either Y/N or I to digest what just fucking happened before the bastard’s grotty fucking hand spiders up my spine from behind. I wriggle out of his reach immediately on impact, because it’s like a real fucking spider, and whip around, waiving my gun- which is useless now, of course.

Games are over.

The guy looks over at Y/N and grins, throwing his arms out in a ‘ta da!’ way. She winces and just narrows her eyes in a glare. “What’d you think of that, sweet cheeks? I got a flare for the dramatic, you know? Ssssexy! Eh?” When she sticks her tongue out at him, for lack of any words to respond to that with I guess -I mean, I, can think of some choice words for the guy, but she’s clearly not as creatively gifted in the art of insult as I have been told I am. But, a tongue out works, - he grins the most fucking horny grin I’ve ever seen and clutches his sack. Her jaw drops.

“Where the ever-loving fuck did you pick crazy pants up from??” I ask, looking accusingly at Y/N. She chews on the inside of her cheeks and looks even more awkward then before.

“Truce?” She asks, instead of answering my question. I’m genuinely curious.

I roll my eyes. “Ughh, fine.”

“Oh well that won’t do,” The guy speaks up again, looking between us and letting his Johnson go, thank god. The boys have to breath! “Baby girl, blossom, light of my FUCKING DEATH! You wound me. riGHT IN THE HEART! Let me show you, sweetgums, why that was a bad idea.”

Her eyes widen, and I suddenly feel real unsafe. “How about you don’t- “

“Watch this!”

He turns to me, makes some overdramatic hand gestures, throwing his back out in the process and momentarily acting like he’s out of order.

Then he whips back into action and shoots me with finger guns,

And then suddenly everything around me looks 4 times bigger then before. Oh, well, its that or… I’m closer to the ground.

Because I’m a fucking doll again.

I slowly look up from the little black baby shoes and the edges of the godamn jean jumpsuit, to the infected condom in black and white grease paint. “… You son-of-a-bitch.”

He chuckles and turns to Y/N, and gives her finger guns too, but the only other thing that happens this time is he winks at her. “Now, baby! Time to get hitched!”

“What?!” She shrieks.

Freddy Krueger – Freddy’s POV:

“I’m going to die of boredom before this bitch catches winks. I’m gonna pummel her with the counting sheep she clearly needs when she gets here.” The corners of my mouth lift up from the deep scowl I was wearing before, at the idea. It has merit.

Behind me the fine folks of Pompeii run for their lives and a red and green striped Vesuvius explodes molten lava over their little town when I remember it’s been 2 days since she’s fallen asleep. Or found some fucking Hypnocil. Or killed herself. Who knows, really. I have a… deadly effect on women.

But damn, it would be a bummer if she killed herself. I was having fun with her. I had plans.

Have, have. I have plans. I won’t give up hope yet.

An hour, or who knows how long later -time is a human construct and doesn’t exist in the dream plain, - , I’m lying on the ground watching Psycho play in the sky when that familiar tingle rushes through me, telling me someone’s entered my world.

I’m just getting up and brushing myself off, taking my damn time like she left me to wait -besides, I can turn back time and make it seem like I appeared instantaneously if I want to. Time’s a construct, remember? And this is my world. I’m just doing this for me, to make me feel better, - when she comes out of fucking nowhere and nearly knocks me over. Im-ee-diate-ly I open my mouth to ask her why she’s so eager, but she beats me to the punch, causing me sadness.

“Wake up, wake up, wake up!”

Hold on, I definitely think there’s something off here. Don’t I make the fucking demands?! “Bitch- ”

“Wake!”

“-I haven’t done anything to you yet.”

“Up!”

“Goddamn!”

What is going on here!?

“I’ll do anything you want, just please. Wake me up!” Her eyes are deadly serious, and I can’t help the greedy smile I get at her submissive idea. What could have made her this way? I laugh.

“Ohhh, I’ll think it over. Tempting offer, though~” She lets out a growl and let’s go of me in pure frustration, looks around quickly for something and then lays eyes on my glove. She picks it up, and my eyes widen in surprise at what she does next.

The blade slices through the skin in her upper arm before I can take any control of the situation, and a nauseous feeling suddenly rolls me and she whimpers from the pain of slicing herself open, as the world goes blurry around us and she wakes up- of course, still holding my glove, which is attached to me, so I go with her.

“Fucking he- “

Much quicker than you think it will be, we both turn up back in the fucking reality. She hops up immediately and flies across the room to a first aid box.

I’m just assuming, I mean. Because I don’t make any move to leave the bed at all and just close my eyes and groan, and resist the urge to cry.

I hate this placceeeeeeeeee.

“BABES, YOU’RE BACK!”

Now I resist the urge to scream and phase out of existence, because a man just appeared on the bed with me and called me his babes. Instead, I slowly turn my head to him and sinisterly narrow my eyes- and hope he doesn’t notice my distress from a second ago.

I’m starting to understand why Y/N was so intent on getting back here. If this guy, a dung beetle with… oh, god. Clearly, some kind of terrible illness if that smell indicates anything, was hanging around me while I slept, I’d be… slightly bothered too. If only for the stink!

He squints, and while he does, his hair flickers through the various colours in the rainbow, confused. “Sweetbottom, theirs something different about you. Did you get contacts?”

As a knee jerk reaction, I stab him in the gut with my blades. “Stranger danger, bitch!”

My panic dissolves into glee as I jerk the knives upwards… just to turn back into panic when he starts tearing all the way in half from my stab wound up to the top of his head with minimal effort from me. I gulp, and retreat from him to where Y/N is, taping her bandages securely around her arm. I gesture to the freak who’s padded onto the floor and is zipping himself back together in front of my eyeballs. “… the fuck is that?”

“That’s Beetlejuice, he’s a ghost=

“With the most, baby.” ‘Beetlejuice’ stands up straight and rests his hands on his hips, chest puffed out and winks at Y/N.

“-What do we do?” She asks, looking with wide eyes at me.

What does she think I am? The Fairy Godmother of the dead?? I’m no godmoth-

… I could use this. A slow grin spreads across my mouth. “First, you go over there and distract him.”

For a split second she looks like she’s actually going to go with it, then looks with furrowed, unimpressed eyebrows at me. ‘Beetlejuice’ makes grabby hands at us, and she starts to look more panicked by the second. “And what will you do??”

I yank the bedroom door open. “Run!!”

#Keatlejuice #Beetlejuice #Chucky #Charles Lee Ray #Freddy Krueger #Drabbles #Scenarios #Part 1 #Horror / Misc Drabbles || Part 1 #Beetlejuice x Reader #Keatlejuice x Reader #Chucky x Reader #Charles Lee Ray x Reader #Freddy Krueger x Reader

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darkdevasofdestruction · 4 years

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Save Me From Myself - Leone Abbacchio

The best thing that could ever happen in my life is to become a part of the gang Passione - Or, to be more specific, a part of Buccellati’s team, filled with people with so many past issues that somehow manage to work together and support each other with everything they’ve got, despite their huge differences.

We have, from youngest to oldest, we have:

Giorno, a super cute and pure angel of a kid who is super smart and ambitious. Fugo, a super smart and caring yet hella violent kid who can’t control his temper. Narancia, ADD kiddo who behaves like a 10 year old, but is funny and has nice dance moves. Mista, hella funny guy and easy going, but can get distracted by weird things. Bruno, the mum of the group, everyone loves and looks up to him. And we have Abbacchio, who’s the oldest, acts somehow like the responsible dad of the group, yet he’s more of a very gloomy wine dad.

Of course, being a part of Bruno’s team, we already know each other’s backstories and we know how to support and protect each other when we need it, both morally and emotionally, since, after all, nobody is made of ice or stone.

But that is something that perhaps neither Abbacchio nor I chose to admit...Or maybe we already know that, but we don’t want to say it out loud, because if we do, it will make it real, and we don’t want the bad parts to be real.

When we have pair up missions, I’d usually be paired with Abbacchio, since apparently, we make quite a good team, and can’t say that I complain - He knows when to stay silent, when to make a witty or sarcastic comment, has very nice dark jokes and can be a great conversation partner, especially when it comes to music and bands.

What I realised, however, that I’m not sure everyone knows, is that Abbacchio has a dose of self-hatred so large that it would include the dose of everyone from the team...No, rather said, of all Italy.

Unfortunately, when you’re someone like me, you can easily realise when someone isn’t doing mentally and emotionally too well, and what’s worse, as an empath, you can feel it just like an arrow impaling your heart.

It’s already been about a year since Giorno joined our team and for some reason, things started taking a turn for the unexpected whenever we’d have our weekly restaurant gatherings.

It all started when Mista got himself a girlfriend, and honestly, everyone was shocked because so far, nobody actually had any kind of love life, but we were all super proud and happy for him. He has always been a fun and easy going guy, very adventurous and this charm of his unexpectedly drew interesting girls to him, and managed to get completely head over heels with one.

Three weeks later, Mista couldn’t come to the hang out because he was taking his girlfriend on a date out of the city, but we found out that Giorno, with his really cute tricks and natural innocent charm, found himself in a relationship with a flower girl, very kind and sweet. They met when she was walking her puppy and he pulled on the leash so hard that she fell, but Giorno caught her and helped her out with the puppy, and it was love at first sight.

Of course, we were all very happy for them, because obviously, Giorno deserves the best in life...

And yet, it was weird when we were so few at the table at weekend hang outs.

It didn’t take long for Bruno to fall for a beautiful singer at a jazz bar, who, he found out, always bought meals for children of the streets and bought them clothes and tried to take care of them the best she could.

And now that our Mum friend was busy with his beloved, we are told by Fugo that he also managed to find a girl who is extremely calm, patient and intelligent, just his type, and they are planning a few museum and bookshop dates, as well of some very chill hang outs in the park.

Not even a week later, it was only me, Abbacchio and Narancia at the table, but the little duck was overly enthusiastic today, and told us that he found a girl who doesn’t mind his energetic and airhead personality and wants to take HIM out on an arcade date, and he needs some dating advice so he wouldn’t screw up.

“These kids are so pure and adorable, don’t you think, Leone?” I let out an amused breath, realising that, by now, it was only I and him at the table. “Yeah...They are. they deserve it.” he nodded simply, yet he seemed to not be over with his thoughts. “You seem like you want to say something else. Do you have anything on your mind that you’d like to share?...Hold up, is that lipstick on your neck?” I ask in a gentle voice, that turned into a gasp, which made him hum as he closed his eyes and think over, trying to wipe away the lipstick from his skin. “Well, I suppose I should say it after all. I asked a girl out and we’re going on a date next weekend, so I won’t be present for our weekly hang out...Not that it would make much of a difference, considering we’re the only ones left.” hearing him say that so nonchalantly, broke my heart in very little pieces, but at the same time, I was happy for him. “Woaw, that’s great, I’m so happy for you, Abba! I hope she’s everything you wish for and that you’ll both be happy together!” I congratulated him, but he only let out an amused breath, looking away slightly. “Yeah...Thanks, I guess.” he spoke in a low voice, seemingly absent minded. “You still have something on your mind -... No, rather said, on your heart. Is it something you’d rather keep to yourself?” I ask in a softer voice, leaning a bit on the table. “I’m not sure...” he trailed on, before glancing at him, blinking but not saying anything for a while. “Well, doesn’t matter, I’m not really a talker anyway. I have to go. See you around, Kat.” he nodded at me before leaving the restaurant, leaving me alone. “Bye...” I mutter to myself, staring at the empty seat in front of me.

It was then that I was reminded just how alone I really was, even when surrounded by people that I hold dear, and in turn, hold me dear... Well, not that it really mattered now anyway, since I was truly alone now, both spiritually and physically.

I got up from my seat and started walking around the city aimlessly, not really knowing what to do. When everyone else wasn’t so busy, I’d cling on one of them, depending on the mood I had at the moment...But now? Now I feel like nothing more than a wingless bird, or a paper plane in the wind, just trying to stay in the air.

Everywhere I looked, everyone was happy, everyone had someone that made them happy, and in turn, would make said person happy... And then I’d think at myself, and I’d find nothing more than an endless void of nothingness.

It’s true, I used to date someone too, before Giorno joined us, but...I never, even once, missed one of our hang outs. I suppose the team, my family, for me, was always more important than a relationship that may or may not be fleeting. And...I suppose that’s why my ex kept speaking like that to me, and seeing me in such a bad light. A difference in ideals and mind views that is so radical is never going to work out.

I already miss my Family, despite of how dysfunctional we all are.

How odd.

The next weekend, I went to the restaurant at the regular time, hoping that I would see at least one of the guys... But I was merely lying to myself, or my heart, that is. My brain already knew I was going to be alone.

One week, two weeks, three weeks...

The only time I’d meet them is when we’d have to go on missions or stuff like that.

I can’t believe how fast happiness can disappear...It’s almost like it never existed in the first place. How is that fair?

Why am I the only one left alone? Am I really that much of a bad person? Am I really that bad? Or ugly? Or annoying? Or what the hell is wrong with me? And more, what the hell is wrong with my heart? Why does it hurt so much? Why do I keep feeling the need to break down and cry every night with no exception? But I’m not sure what’s worse, the fact that I feel the need to cry my emotions out and scream my frustrations out at the sky... Or the fact that I can’t?

For the love of God, I can’t express my emotions, I can’t feel them, or maybe I feel too many at once and they threaten to explode, hell, I don’t even understand anything anymore.

This...Is really not fair at all...

About two months into this whole mess, I found myself going out by the sea every night, drinking some red wine that Abbacchio always drank and surprisingly, wasn’t too bad for my tastes, and I would just stare at the sky and let my emotions pour out, but not without cursing myself for looking like an alcoholic.

What was different that night, however, was a very familiar voice that seemed rather irked, continued by a very pitched and nagging female voice.

It sounded like Abbacchio...But I could always be mistaken. After all, drinking a whole bottle of red wine by myself wasn’t the smartest thing to do.

They seemed to be arguing...I don’t know...I wouldn’t want to intervene in their couple affairs. Or at least, that’s what I said, until I heard a loud slapping sound, followed by a deathly silence, which is when I realised that the woman he was with slapped him.

I may not be his girlfriend, but godamn it, nobody treats my family like that...

I marched to where the sound of the woman yelling at him came from, and despite possibly being a bit wobbly, I wasn’t even sure, I glared at her, catching her wrist before she could slap him once again.

“Who the hell are you?! Who do you think you are, getting between me and my boyfriend like that?! You look like some drunk slut from the highway, we have no money for your cheap ass!” she shrieked in my face, trashing violently, but I made no hostile move, except for glaring blankly at her. “He’s my family...And I’ll be dead before I allow anyone to treat my family with such disrespect.” I spoke in a low and threatening voice, gripping her wrist tighter. “It’s fine, Katrina, I deserved it.” Abbacchio tried to defend his girlfriend, but I was having none of it. “No, it’s not fine. And you didn’t deserve it. Nobody deserves to be treated like that by the person they love.” I reply simply, but that seemed to make hell break loose. “Oh my GOD! Leone, this is all your fault! Who the hell made you know such a fucking annoying chick like her who doesn’t mind her own damn business?! Screw it, I’m going home! You owe me a nice fucking date next time!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, before pushing me away and stomping in the opposite direction. “God damn it...” Abbacchio’s low voice was barely audible. “Are you okay, Abba...? Does it hurt where she slapped you? Can I heal it with my Stand?” I tried to reach out instinctively with my hands, but he slapped them away harshly, glaring at me, which made me widen my eyes in shock. “Abba...?” I was barely able to speak out. “What the fuck is your problem?! Why do you have to put your nose everywhere that doesn’t concern you? That was MY girlfriend! My date, my problem, my responsibility! ALL mine! You never stop trying to pry into others’ business, under the pretext that we’re family and you want the best for us, but have you ever thought that maybe we DON’T need OR want that?!” it was the first time he spoke so harshly and aggressive toward me, that I had to take a few steps back, away from him, then turn around to hide the tears streaming down my face. “Okay. I won’t bother you ever again. I’m sorry I’m such a bother for everyone around me. Goodbye.” I manage to speak in a shaky voice, as I started walking back towards the place where I stood previously, but I was stopped by a hand on my shoulder. “W-Wait...Are you crying...?” Leone spoke in an unsure voice, as if he was somehow taken back to reality. “That shouldn’t concern you, should it? It’s none of your business and you shouldn’t pry so much into it. That IS what you said, right, Abbacchio? Who cares about poor little, annoying Katrina, after all? Nobody. Let it remain that way. Who knows, maybe you’ll have the look to completely get rid of me very soon.” I slapped his hand away, before disappearing into the night, not even bothering to hear him out anymore.

From then on, I wasn’t even able to fake my happiness, my face remaining blank and emotionless for most of the time, and I’d only stay around the team for as long the mission needed me, and then I’d just leave back home, to my little safe heaven where I could be myself... But honestly, I couldn’t even be myself there, for I wouldn’t even be able to cry out my feelings or anything of the sort, and for the most time, I’d just watch a movie or listen to music, without feeling anything at all, just wasting my time blankly.

The other guys would voice their concerns quite often and loud, since I wasn’t my usual calming, gentle and happy go lucky self anymore, and it was clear that something was wrong...Especially when I refused to stay anywhere near the silver haired man.

It wasn’t until Bruno paired me up with said man that hell broke loose in a way, and the whole drive to the assigned place was filled with awkward silence, with Abbacchio trying to make conversation by asking if I like the song that’s on or I want to change it, but I didn’t bother giving him any answer, merely looking in front of me as I drove.

By the time we got to the docks to investigate the place, I walked away from him to do my job, but he just stood there, staring into the horizon, trying to say something, but something was keeping him - Most likely his own walls he created.

“We should talk.” he finally spoke up after excruciating minutes. “Really?” I asked sarcastically, now even bothering to look at him. “What were you doing at the beach that night?” he asked after a long pause. “Strictly confidential.” I replied blankly, looking at the little dock house. “What...?!” my response seemed to shock him since I was never so harsh and direct with him, always preferring to speak with a gentler and softer way. “It’s none of your business, is it? Your words, not mine.” I explained as I got inside and looked around the place. “I didn’t mean that. Not a word I said.” he tried to say, but I cut him off fast. “Activate your Stand already, stop wasting time.” I got out, looking at him with a bored expression. “Besides, words spoken always have a meaning and consequences. Action-Reaction, like in Physics, y’know?” I pointed out, as I took a seat on one of the logs around. “Look, I know I fucked up. I lashed out at you for no reason, and I’m sorry about that. I want to make it up to you. You were right to worry about me. Anyone from the team would have done the same. I was an asshole with you, I know that. I let my feelings go out of control... I'm just that kinda guy... a worthless guy who can't see anything through to the end. I always screw it up halfway through.” he spoke now more than I’ve ever heard him before, but the way he described himself made me cringe. “Don’t...Speak like that about yourself...” I muttered, shifting my gaze from him to Moody Blues. “Huh? Even now, after I was such an asshole with you, you try to protect me? Aren’t you an angel?” he chuckled lightly, which only made me sneer. “Shut up. I’m sorry for caring about you and for not wanting you to go through what I’ve been through. But I should’ve known better. You’re 21, you already have enough experience to know what you get yourself into. I won’t say a word next time, don’t worry. I promised not to bother anyone again.” I rolled my eyes, crossing my legs to get more comfortable in my seat. “That guy really was a bastard, wasn’t he...?” he muttered with a somehow softened expression. “Don’t try to turn this around. This conversation isn’t about me and nor should you be concerned about me or my feelings in any way.” I reminded him once again, but he was always a stubborn guy. “Lately, I’ve been feeling worse and worse...I guess I just needed a distraction. I never held any feelings for that woman, nor did she for me.” he tried to justify himself, but I merely shrugged. “I don’t see how that concerns me in any way.” I scoffed in annoyance. “You’re the only one I’d trust with my feelings.” he spoke after a brief silence, but I could only laugh sardonically. “Oh, really? Really, now? Are you sure you want to say that after that night? Because, as far as I’m concerned, you want me out of your life! Why would you even bother trying to justify your actions to someone like me anyway?!” I got up, glaring at him dead on. “Look, I give you every right to be mad at me! You can go ahead and punch me or kick me or slap me or whatever, it doesn’t matter, I won’t feel anything so if it will make you feel better, lash out your anger on me, I’d deserve it anyway.” he spoke a bit louder, yet he wore his raw feelings on his sleeve. “Why...Would I do that? You, of all people, should know that I would never, in a million years, do something like that, no matter how angry I am. Are you trying to mock me...?” I narrowed my eyes at him, but he merely shook his head. “I’m trying to get you to forgive me. I’m just very bad at this whole feel-thing...Or people-thing. You already know my past and I’m pretty sure you figured by now why I act the way I act. It’s not rocket science. So just...Tell me what to do to get you to forgive me and be the way we were before. I can’t stand the idea of you hating me.” his voice became much softer and more emotional by the end of it, something uncharacteristic of him. “I don’t hate you.” I looked down, crossing my arms. “You don’t...?” he stepped forward, his face shocked. “I can’t. No matter how much I want to hate you for what you did...I can’t.” I mutter, biting my lip, averting my eyes away from him, until...”Hey...Doesn’t that look oddly enough like your girlfriend...?” I ask breathlessly as Moody Blues took the shape of the girl at the beach. “Oh, great...My hookup is a villain Stand user. Great news.” he facepalmed in anger, before he ran full speed towards me, pushing me away. “Look out!” “Wh-What...?! Leone...?!” I gasped in shock, seeing him on the ground, a really ugly wound on his torso. “Guess we have to kill her.” he chuckled weakly, as I could feel a drop of sweat run down my back. “Damn it, you idiot! You shouldn’t have done that! Why the hell would you do something like that?!” I freaked out, looking at his bleeding wound. “I’ll tell you if I make it through this.” he wore the ghost of a smile that almost challenged me. “...You always know how to irk me the wrong way, don’t you?” I grit my teeth, before I got up, activating my Stand. “I’m not a violent person, chickadee, but now you’ve done it. You really got me mad.” I growled, creating blasting shots of water and throwing them at the woman in front of me. “Awww, what is it? Were you jealous, after all? Were you after my man all this time~?” she giggled, throwing her own blasts of whatever kind of energy that was. “I have no reason to be jealous. Especially not on someone like you.” I smirk as I made molecules of water depart from the actual blast, that would glue themselves on her skin and would get absorbed into her organism. “Oh, really? Can you really afford to say that, even now, knowing that he fucked me?” she laughed condescendingly, but she had no idea what a gruesome demise she’d have. “I almost pity you, you know? You seem like the kind of person who never knew what love is...Not that I’m sympathetic to you in any way. But sure, use that as an excuse to pretend you’re not just an empty shell of yourself.” I chuckled, before snapping my fingers together, which made her explode. “Au revoir.” I flipped my hair, looking at the place she was at just a few seconds ago, before rushing to the fallen ally. “That was pretty cool.” Abbacchio smirked breathlessly. “Guess my plan worked. I tried to look cool in front of you.” I let out an amused breath, before I took off his top, focusing the water to regenerate the cells on his wound so he would heal. “It worked damn well.” he said in a lower voice, watching me heal his wound. “Next time, don’t do that. I almost had a heart attack.” I bit my lip, not daring to meet his gaze. “It’s fine...I don’t feel anything. I haven’t in a long while.” he tried to make light of the situation, but I knew. I knew the truth, but I couldn’t say anything.

I didn’t even realise that I stopped healing him until tears started falling down my cheeks without any means to stop.

“H-Hey, why are you crying? I was joking, don’t take me so seriously-” he tried to take that back, but I knew better. “Don’t do that...Don’t. Just don’t. I already know...I know that so much that it hurts...” I manage to speak, hiding my face with my hands, not wanting him to see me crying. “Hey, come on...No need to cry over someone like me. Your pretty face should shine with a smile all the time, not cry.” he put his arms around me, pulling me to his chest. “Don’t act so brave in front of me, it’s annoying. Not when I already know how much you’re hurting...I understand you so well...I’m just too scared to say it out loud...But lately, I couldn’t even pretend that it’s not true. That’s why...I wanted to protect you from everything bad that would make you feel even worse...” I tried to explain myself, until I felt a kiss on the top of my head. “Look, I’ll be frank. I love you. I’m done hiding. I didn’t want to say anything ‘cause you deserve better, not a depressed guy who’s stuck in the past. You deserve someone bright and caring like Buccellati who’d treat you like a princess and all that. I’m not worthy of your feelings.” he stroked my hair gently, pouring all his feelings out. “Don’t...Say that...Ever again. Look at me...You think I’m any better? Do you have any idea how lonely I’ve felt all this time since you all got too busy for your family? Do you have any idea how bad I felt without you guys around? As if before that wasn’t bad enough...Now I’ve become an even greater mess. I either cry randomly, or feel nothing at all. I don’t even know what I am or what I feel anymore...And you say you’re no good for me? Did you hit your head too or what?” I spoke out everything I had to say, not even feeling embarrassed or scared anymore. “Don’t say that...You will regret it later on. I can’t even help myself, how could I possibly support you emotionally in any way?” he asks in a self-deprecating tone. “You’re impossible...” I sigh dramatically, as I raise my head and cupping his face, I capture his purple-painted lips in a tender kiss, with enough passion to show him that I mean it, but gentle enough, almost as if afraid that either of us would break from the pent up emotions that kept overwhelming us. “Are you sure...?” he mutters, his eyes wide in surprise. “If you want another one, you can just say so.” I smirk softly, before he put one arm around me, while his other hand was on the back of my head, and he pulled me into another kiss, just as full of love. “Do I really have to ask?” he let out an amused breath. “No. I’ll just let you steal them.” I could feel the ghost of a side-smile creeping on my face as I helped him get up from the ground. “Well, mission complete. Let’s go back home now. We gotta report to our dear Capo, after all.” I intertwined my fingers with his. “There’s gonna be a lot of explaining to do. How bothersome.” he said, yes the chuckle betrayed his words. “Hey, I’ll just look at the bright side. I won’t have to sit at the restaurant table by myself anymore.” I shrugged with an innocent smile on my face. “Low blow, tesoro. Low blow.” he shook his head, yet he was smiling, just as much.

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severephilosopherkid · 4 years

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Few things that came to my head as I watched the first ep of tsp(SPOILERS) :

IDK if anyone noticed but the crown with which Catherine was shown being coronated with, was the one with which EOY was coronated in twp. A few changes have been made to it giving it a more baroque look. It's a small thing but it really brings an organic feeling of things being connected to the past.

Things got hot REAL quick. I ain't complaining.

I wouldn't mind the show being less explicit about the dynamics between various characters. The cold vibes between Catherine and 'Chaplain' Wolsey could be felt from a mile away.

Henry looked halfway between death and puking when Ferdinand smooched him. Thought we wouldn't notice, but we did.

Mary is 'that girl' and I love it! You go girl!

Does anyone feel a little uncomfortable looking at Ferdinand? Maybe the actor did it on purpose but his eyes seemed to move in a bug like manner and it was kind of unnerving.

Henry, sweetie I know your son makes you super proud but PUT THAT KID THE FUCK DOWN AND OUT OF A ROOM FULL OF FUCKING PEOPLE OR SO HELP ME GOD I-

Stafford got lanced in his godamn eye, fell of a horse, pulled out the aforementioned eye out all the while flirting chivalrously with Catherine. Meanwhile yesterday I yeeted my kitchen knife into a wall after I cut a finger. Whatever happened to this world?

Everytime I saw Henry and Catherine as a loving couple or even their son for that matter it gave me an odd feeling. I know enough history to know that they had been a happy couple once. But this is the first time you somewhat see the depth of the relationship that endured the longest in both their lives, don't get me wrong there are documentaries but I don't think that their relationship (the happy part of it) has ever really been portrayed as the main focus in any TV show or movie. While it's nice to watch this, it makes the thing even more heartbreaking.

Bess is so sweet, if they mess her character I'll lose my shit.

I like that Bessie isn't being portrayed as some sort of hell dwelling coven witch. That is a lot when coming from Philipa Gregory. It somewhat gives me hope for the other women.

Seeing Henry and Catherine just randomly carrying their son anywhere and everywhere and being super cavalier about his handling reminded me of that one scene from The Tudors where Henry is asking over the most trivial of things like the amount of sunlight Edward gets from his governess. Though it almost physically hurts me to admit it, I kinda felt sad for him for the first time. Losing so many children must have been greatly traumatic even for a dickhead like him.

The whole Scotland scene seemed like something I would write when drunk off my ass, 15 seconds in I just stopped and let the madness take over. All I could think while watching the Scotland scene was: Is there some sort of medication you need some of and are taking none of?

That being said I laughed for a solid minute when Meg called Alexander Stewart a pig and straight up gave an upper hook to her husband. 😂😂

Okay unpopular opinion but I thought Henry's anger and disillusionment at Ferdinand's betrayal was justified. The guy sent an entire army funded with a good amount of money from the exchequer only to be left standing like an idiot with severe losses in terms of both men and money (extremely precious resources of a country) and nothing to show for it. Even in the modern times an action such as this would be regarded as a slight against the country, not to mention cause the betrayed country global humiliation. Above all this what really twists the dagger is that it was his own father in law who pulled this shit off. Unlike today, the king was inadvertently representative of his entire country thus making the Spanish liars in his eyes.

That being said his being off with Catherine is not fair. She's his wife and is clearly on his side and very willingly admitting to her father's mistakes.

I WAS NOT able to watch little Henry's death scene. Just didn't have it in me. Also the history buff inside me just kicked up a storm at that like WTF!!! I don't think the queen of England jus- you know what fuck it.

I personally like that the feeling of frustration/guilt that comes with the profound loss of a child or the he inability to have them is being explored. Though slight you can see it, even though it is mostly felt by Catherine at the moment. I hope they deal with the subject delicately because it is a sad and very painful reality for many people out there.

As much as I enjoy seeing these two going at it. Doing it on the day of your baby's fucking funeral is bizzare, not to say a terrible coping mechanism.

I.... didn't understand why they had summoned the court like that in the end. It seems kind of contrary to what I believe a Tudor Era royal would do. Every word they said was calculated since they were more or less reported in every other European court. It's a bit hard to believe that Catherine would so openly denounce her father. Henry probably but Catherine? Then again this is Spanish Princess, the king of Scotland was punched by his queen infront of his council not 20 minutes ago so...

#henry viii #catherine of aragon #the spanish princess #Season 2 #tudors

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amayaisokay · 4 years

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For the fencing au Roman who is janus to you?

(So sorry this took so long to get to! I didn’t get the notification shdjfjsj-)

@sasmeo-bisaster

I was going to answer this as a drawing in character but I don’t got time for that so take this instead:

Roman didn’t want to fence at all because it was a sport he associated with his brother

Whom he really does not want to be like

But! In senior year of highschool, his best friend Patton started telling him all about how he started fencing and was loving it

And like,, Patton is obviously nothing like Remus

And sword fighting? The drama? The FLAIRE? He was definitely interested

So he joined the same fencing club as Patton and picked up the sport very quickly

He was really good really quickly

So he entered the first tournament that came up, destroyed his first competitor and went into his next match feeling hella confident

He got demolished

It was honestly a little sad to watch

He wasn’t even sure how he could have possibly won. His competitor was fast, aggressive and left handed (a real wildcard in fencing)

His competitor approached him as the match ended for a handshake (as per the good-sportsmanship rules) and took off his helmet...

Roman cursed to himself

He was godamn gorgeous

Roman had to know who this guy was

And... oh! The handshake! Right.

“What’s your name?”

Instead of answering, the stranger smirked at him

“This is your first tournament, isn’t it?”

Roman gulped, “Um. Yes.”

Then he said something that Roman would never forget

“I can tell.”

He walked away, and Roman was left awestruck on the piste

What was that supposed to mean???

He couldn’t help but think about it for the rest of the tournament

And because of that,, he didn’t win very many other matches that day

At the end of the day, his club went out to eat at a diner before they had to head home

That’s when Logan informed Roman that the mystery man was Janus and yes, he is always like that to everyone

But Roman still took it personally

So from then on he made it his personal mission to become the best fencer in the league

Just so he could accept his medal right in front of Janus’s stupid, smug, extremely attractive face

So, in short: Janus is Roman’s mortal enemy.

Thank you so much for the ask! Don’t hesitate to send more asks about the au, I promise I’ll get to them sooner djfjgkdkd

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#tsfencingau #sanders sides #thomas sanders #logan sanders #janus sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #au #writing #fencing #ts sides

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strayneoculturekids · 4 years

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Believe Me - Han Jisung x Reader

Summary: Han Jisung was perfect. Okay, maybe he wasn’t perfect, maybe he messed up and mucked around a lot, maybe he stumbled on his words (especially around you), but those faults were what made you love him even more. So why, would this perfect guy, out of all people, like you?

Highschool AU, Friend to Lovers AU

Genre: fluff, angst

Requested by Anon: Could I please request a Han Jisung x reader fic where he has a huge crush on the reader and confesses but because the reader has self-esteem issues they don’t believe him and he has to find a way to convince them he likes them?

Word Count: 4.8k

A/N: I’m off hiatus :D I’m sorry that this took so long to come out;;;

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“Y/N, Hey, Y/N” A whisper and light tap on the shoulder came from your right, the voice seeming to get louder each repeat of your name

You shook your head and took in your surroundings. You were in class, the teacher with her back turned, writing something on the whiteboard. You must’ve fallen asleep. You sighed in relief at having being woken up, and turned to thank your saviour, only to find yourself at a loss for words when you saw Han Jisung.

“Ah, glad you’re awake” He whispered, smiling charmingly, causing red to rush to your cheeks

“Th-thank you” You stutter, trying not to break eye-contact

“Y/N, Jisung” A stern voice calls your guys’ names. The teacher. “I’d appreciate it if you listened,”

“Sorry Ms.” Jisung turns to the front again, quickly followed by you

The teacher resumed the lesson, but you couldn’t help but let your gaze drift back to Jisung. There were multiple times where the pair of you met eyes, only to quickly look back to the front. You, being oblivious as always, didn’t even think about why Jisung would be staring at you, too busy thinking about how Jisung probably thought you were weird for staring at him.

Finally, the class came to an end and the teacher dismissed the class for the end of the day.

“Y/N,” Jisung tapped you on the shoulder just as you were about to leave class

You blushed and refused to meet Jisung’s eyes, quietly asking a ‘yes’.

“I- uh- could you meet me at the park next to school at 5?”

“At the park?” You looked wide-eyed at the boy in front of you

Jisung opened his mouth, but no words came out. Instead, he looked away before nodding, blushing at how cute you looked.

“Why?” You asked

“There’s something I need to tell you”

“Can’t you tell me here?”

“No…I-” He looked around the room before finally facing you again “Please?”

You pursed your lips before nodding, one again, averting your gaze when Jisung smiled at you. You hurriedly exit the classroom without another word, leaving Jisung alone in the room. Shaking his head, Jisung headed out after you, going to get his things to head to his co-curricular class.

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You gulped as you slowly made your way to the park. You may have left a little bit early in your curiosity- why would Jisung want to see you at the park? Your parents had forced you to bring pepper spray, though, you highly doubted you’d need it. Parents will be parents though, and it’s not like they’ve ever met Jisung- it’s not like you’d ever have the guts to invite him to your house.

Finally, you made it to the green field of grass surrounded by trees. You always liked this area, a lot of dog-owners would walk their dogs here, and in the less busy hours, it was just a quiet, nice outside area. You checked your phone, it was exactly five. Taking a shaky breath in, you sat down on one of the nearest benches.

A couple minutes passed, and you were beginning to worry that Jisung wouldn’t turn up. Did he ask you on a prank? A dare? No, Jisung wasn’t that kind of person…right? It was another couple minutes before you really started to worry. Did he really do this as a joke or was he just running late? You felt your breathing start getting heavy when it hit quarter past. The sun was beginning to set, and the weather was rapidly decreasing. By half-past five, you’d lost all hope.

“Of course…Y/N, you dumbass” You breathed, muttering to yourself

The park was empty now except for you, and it was really starting to get dark. Trying not to cry, you stood up from the bench and slowly walked back the way you came, pulling your coat tightly around your body. You had no idea how you were going to explain this to your parents, but that wasn’t really the only thing on your mind. Jisung wouldn’t ditch you…he wouldn’t…right? You shook your head when you saw steam coming from your mouth. Wow, it really was getting cold. Before you knew it, hot tears were streaming down your cheeks, making a stark contrast to the cold air around you. ‘I’m just overreacting’ you thought to yourself, willing away your tears but failing miserably ‘It’s fine if Jisung doesn’t care about me’

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“FUCKFUCKFUCK” Jisung ran across the street at top speed, gulping down his saliva, trying to get to the park as quickly as possible “I’m so godamn late,” He panted to himself

Finally, he made it. By the time he had, it was already 5:45, and he fully doubted you would’ve waited that long. It was almost pitch black by the time he arrived, only the moon to illuminate the now black-looking surroundings of the park. Jisung scanned the park, heart dropping in his chest when he saw no one there. Of course you wouldn’t have waited for him. He couldn’t believe he let his practice with Chan and Changbin after school distract him from the time.

He let out a long, tired sigh as he stood in the middle of the park, seeing his breath out in front of him. He was still panting and his throat was dry, but that didn’t matter to him. What mattered was how you probably felt when he didn’t turn up. An overwhelming feeling of guilt welled up in Jisung’s stomach, causing his eyes to grow wet. ‘I’m just overreacting’ he thought to himself, blinking away the mist in his eyes ‘they don’t think I don’t care…right?’

Jisung spent a couple minutes standing still at the park before finally deciding that it was time to head home. He could just explain the situation the next time he saw you, there was no need to worry…probably.

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That night, you didn’t even bother explaining what had happened to your parents. You just ran up to your room the second you entered the house, carefully closing the door before slumping down onto the ground, burying your face in your knees and letting your tears out, trying to keep them quiet. Of course, there were many, many possibilities other than Jisung ditching you, but none of them passed through your head. ‘What’s wrong with me?’ you asked yourself, wiping away your tears only for them to be replaced with new ones right after.

Once you’d cried all you could, you took off your coat and crashed into your bed, not even bothering to change into your pajamas. It only took a couple minutes to fall into a dreamless sleep.

You groaned and clutched your head as blaring sun shone through the window that you didn’t bother to close last night. A small headache was building up, and it took a second to remember what had happened last night. When you did, your hand immediately dropped down and your scowl at the sun vanished. It was luckily the weekend, so you could avoid Jisung for two days at least. You didn’t want to even look at the boy, much less for him to look at you.

“Y/N?” The voice of your mother called and she slowly opened the door, an encouraging smile on her face “You okay?”

“I’m fine” You answered, trying to manage a small smile

“Did that boy not show up?”

“It’s fine,” You looked down “He sucked anyways”

Your mum chuckled slightly

“Wanna come to the mall with me? Get your mind off things? We can get Cha Time”

You breathed out before looking at your mum once again, smiling, and nodding. She left the room after telling you to get ready. With higher spirits than a couple minutes ago, you got out of bed and threw on a different pair of clothes, only noticing the snow outside when you stood up. The sun was shining off the whiteness, and somehow, it put you in a calm mood.

Once you were ready, you met with your mum outside. She unlocked the car and you both got in, beginning to drive to the mall.

Just like she said, it did take your mind off of things. The first stop was Cha Time, then the pair of you made your way to your favourite shop. A couple hours of walking around and buying something every now and then passed, and just as you two were about to leave, she got a call.

“Crap, it’s from work” Your mum frowned and answered the call, waiting a few seconds before turning to you again with an apologetic look in her eyes “Y/N, is it okay if you catch the train home? I need to go right now,”

“Oh, yeah, that’s fine,” you smiled

She thanked you and kissed the top of your head before running off, waving a short goodbye. You smiled sweetly before turning the other way as well, intending to go to the station. Instead, you paused in your tracks when you turned around and saw Jisung in the music store that was behind you, along with Minho. You took a sharp breath in, lowering your head and turning around once again. You stayed still for a couple seconds, thoughts racing through your mind. You didn’t want Jisung to see you, but what if he was talking about you? Eventually, you let your curiosity get the better of you and you slowly headed into the music store where Jisung and Minho were standing in the mic section.

“So…you ditched them,” Minho said, voice just loud enough for you to hear

“I didn’t ditch them!” Jisung protested, scrunching his nose at his friend

“You invited Y/N to the park, and then didn’t show up”

You gasped before backing away another few paces and half-hiding your body from the pair. So they were talking about you.

“I was late! I didn’t not show up!” Jisung further pushed

“But by the time you showed up, they were gone” Minho raised his brow

“…yeah…” He looked down, most likely in shame

“Just tell them on Monday, it should be fine- oh wait, look, you can tell them right now,” Minho pointed to behind Jisung, right where you were, looking completely casual

Jisung swiveled around in time to catch your shocked and embarrassed face.

“How in the hell did you spot them from there?!” He asked in awe, looking just as shocked as you- now that Minho had pointed you out, Jisung could recognise you, but there was no way he could’ve if no one had told him

Minho shrugged before walking off, leaving you and Jisung comically staring open-mouthed at each other. There was a long moment of silence before Jisung finally straightened himself out and spoke.

“How much of that did you hear?” He asked, smiling with awkwardly clenched teeth

“I dunno…enough to understand what happened last night I guess…”

“Oh...” Jisung finally snapped out of his embarrassed trance and became hyper again, immediately running up to you and grabbing both your hands “I’m really, really sorry! I didn’t mean to! I’ll make it up to you, I promise!”

“Jisung-” you blushed dramatically, not able to tear your gaze away from your crush’s hands that he had intertwined with yours “You don’t- you don’t have to”

“But I do! Do you know what I was going to tell you last night?”

“I- no…” You spoke, curiosity overtaking you

“I wanted to tell you that I liked you” He said, his voice finally becoming quieter and red beginning to paint his cheeks, matching yours

You took a sharp breath in, licking your dry lips.

“You’re not serious…” You looked to him, lips parted

“…I am” He looked serious, eyes staring right back at you

“Jisung…I- I have to go” You brought your hands to your chest, pulling them from his grasp before running out of the store, trying not to make a scene

Jisung stood in the store, lips parted. All the red in his face had disappeared, leaving it looking almost colourless. He took a shaky breath in and began to walk to the entrance. It’s not like he was absolutely sure you would say yes. In fact, before confessing, he went through at least 500 different scenarios in which you could’ve rejected him and how to take it- just so his feelings didn’t get hurt that much, but it didn’t work. His heart was absolutely shattered. You didn’t even give him an answer!

“Just…left” he whispered in disbelief to himself, his eyes starting to feel wet

Jisung jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Minho. Minho looked like he was trying to be consoling, and he directed Jisung out of the store.

Meanwhile, you were still running through the mall, searching desperately for the exit. What Jisung had said caught you completely off-guard. Jisung…so he really was just a stupid liar. Like hell anyone- especially someone like Jisung- would like you! That was the only thought racing through your mind, anyhow. You finally got out of the mall to find the sun setting, and, almost as if a repeat of last night, tears stung at your eyes- tears caused by Jisung.

You slowly walked to the train station, barely daring to breathe, afraid that you might start crying in the middle of the street. Soon enough, you were back home, the train ride and the walk between seemed so much shorter than it usually had, but perhaps because everything had been a complete blur. By the time you’d gotten home, it was dark.

You opened the door to an obviously empty house, both of your parents, you assumed, were at work.

“I’m really that much of an idiot” You muttered to yourself, smiling bitterly while finally letting the wetness building in your eyes to stream down your cheeks

The weekend passed far too quickly for your liking, Monday coming before you could even realise it. You knew that you wouldn’t be able to avoid Jisung forever, you two had a lot of your classes together, but that wasn’t going to stop you from trying. Though, from the way you rejected him, Jisung gathered that you absolutely hated him, so it’s not like he was going to try to talk to you. It was just a stupid high school crush, anyway, it was fine...it would be fine.

Jisung walked into the school gates, shoulders slumped with his bag barely hanging onto his arms.

“Jisung, what’s up?” Woojin came up next to him “Something bothering you?”

“…I confessed to Y/N” He sighed, finally tearing his gaze from the ground and looking up to the sky

“You- and they rejected you?” He asked, raising his eyebrows

“Yeah- well- sort of- they just kind of…apologised and then ran off”

Woojin paused for a second, taking in the new information with his mouth slightly agape. Before long, his shoulders began to shake slightly with quiet laughter.

“What’s so funny?!” Jisung turned to his friend, eyebrows furrowed in slight anger

“Jisung,” Woojin laughed “Y/N likes you”

“What?!” He yelled in shock “But- then how come they-“

“Jisung,” Woojin’s tone and face suddenly dropped, becoming more serious “Y/N’s been through a lot. They probably didn’t believe that you actually liked them”

“How do you know this…?”

“You know very well that I make it my business to know the mental state of every single one of my friends,” He replied, shrugging slightly before chuckling at Jisung’s dumbfounded expression

“I-” Jisung sucked in a breath “I’m confessing again”

“Slow down, Jisung” Woojin sighed “Didn’t I just tell you that-”

“Oh, yeah” Jisung interrupted Woojin, remembering what Woojin had said just a few seconds ago

You walked into the school gates just in time to see Woojin and Jisung walking into the school building. You sighed in relief, quickly following the crowd and making your way to your locker.

“Y/N!” Minho’s voice came from behind you, and you swiveled around, only to freeze in place when you processed who it was

“fuck,” you said aloud as the boy approached you

“Don’t you think what you did on Saturday was a bit mean?” Minho asked, finally catching up your frozen figure “Jisung was really heart-broken”

Blunt as always.

“Why should he have been? It’s not like he meant it” You muttered, half-hoping that Minho didn’t hear you

“Huh?!” Minho squinted at you, but, just as he was about to say more, the first school bell rang and you took the opportunity to flee into the building.

Minho stood in confusion for a short moment, trying to process your sudden disappearance as well as what you’d said. Finally, as he was walking casually towards the school building, he realised that you didn’t believe that Jisung liked you.

You rushed to your locker, quickly throwing your bag into it and grabbing everything you needed for your first period. You were in such a rush that you didn’t remember Jisung’s first period was in the classroom right next to yours.

“Y/N…” Jisung’s painfully familiar voice sounded from behind you

“Please leave me alone…”

“I wasn’t lying” He caught up to you, beginning to walk next to you

“…”

“Please believe me! I-I’ll prove it to you!”

You laughed bitterly, flinching away when you felt Jisung go to grab your hand.

“I will! Please! Wait for me at your locker after school today! I won’t be late this time!”

“…I guess”

Jisung’s face immediately brightened, even more so than it had been before. Just as you two had gotten to the classrooms, the second bell rang and you split up, Jisung yelling an over-enthusiastic ‘goodbye’ to you. You couldn’t help but chuckle at how cute he was, letting your cheeks burn while waving a short goodbye to the boy in return.

The school day seemed to drag on for days and you couldn’t help but look up at the clock every ten minutes- only to find that in reality, two minutes had passed. You tried to reason with yourself, you tried to tell yourself that you shouldn’t be getting this excited over something like this, especially since Jisung didn’t turn up the last time he asked you to meet him somewhere, but the sincerity in his eyes that you refused to meet most of the time struck you so much that you couldn’t help it.

After seven very long hours, the last bell finally rang. Your teacher dismissed you, letting the students stream out of the classrooms and into the crowded hallways. You immediately packed your things and pushed your way through the crowd, much to the annoyance of those around you, but, much unlike your usual self, you didn’t even notice. You luckily managed to get through the crowd of your own class and left into the hallways, quickly rushing to your locker.

As soon as your locker had come into view, you saw Jisung leaning against it. It may not have been much, but it made your heart swell with love and your cheeks burn. He looked so stunning without even trying, it almost seemed surreal. The moment Jisung caught sight of you, his cheeks turned just as- if not, more- red as yours. He was quite busy composing himself and planning out what he was going to say to you, and the last thing he expected was for you to rush to your locker. Jisung gulped as you came closer, and you almost chuckled at how wide and attentive his eyes were.

“Y/N” He cleared his throat before looking behind him, only now just realising that he was preventing you from getting to your locker. He quickly jumped out of the way, rubbing the back of his neck nervously

You laughed slightly, looking down to the floor in an effort to hide the red covering your cheeks. You gathered your things in silence, though, the hallway was so loud and full of shouting that any effort to talk to Jisung would’ve been fruitless anyway. Once you’d closed your locker, Jisung immediately took hold on your hand, but lightly, a grip that would be easy to pull away from, but you didn’t pull away from it. Jisung smiled once he realised that you wrapped your hand around his in return

A couple minutes of walking in silence and you two were out of the school and heading in the direction of the train station.

“Where are we going?” You asked, walking briskly to keep up with Jisung’s over-excited pace

“To the city” He answered, turning around a smiling so brightly that you couldn’t find anything more to say, opting to instead, silently let him drag you along

It wasn’t long until Jisung struck up conversation, and, not-so-surprisingly, he was easy to talk to. The conversation started off with school quickly moving onto your guys’ mutual friends, leading to family and eventually into your guys’ passions. Jisung couldn’t help but notice the way your eyes lit up when you talked about what you loved, or how your voice rose slightly, or how you’d start to use your hands to express things. Everything you did made him fall even deeper in love with you.

Before you or Jisung knew it, you two had made it to the city. Jisung grabbed your hand once again and led you towards the shops happily. You were about to ask him where you two were headed, but just as you opened your mouth, Jisung stopped in front of a Cha Time and led you inside.

“I love cha time,” You commented, slightly unnecessarily, but Jisung appreciated it

“Cha time’s the best!” He said, practically jumping up and down

You joined the thankfully short line of maybe one or two people and, eventually, got to the front. Jisung quickly ordered, seeming to have his order completely memorised. You ordered as well, though you were slower, you still had your usual order memorised. A couple minutes later and both of your guys’ drinks came out. Jisung grabbed two large straws and the two drinks, walking out of the store with you before handing you one of the drinks.

“Jisung…this is your drink,” You said, looking down at the drink the boy had handed to you

“Yeah, I know” He replied casually, getting out the straw and stabbing it into the top of your drink before taking a sip “Oh, this is really good”

“Wha- hey!” You laughed slightly, pretending to be offended

Jisung only smiled sweetly at you in return. You quickly copied Jisung with his drink, taking a much larger sip from it than he had of yours.

“No fair!” He pouted, snatching his drink and giving you yours “You drunk like half of it!”

“Drama queen” You stuck your tongue out

Jisung puffed out his cheeks before looking away, hoping you wouldn’t see the red subtly painting his cheeks.

The two of you spent the next couple hours walking through the streets, occasionally stopping to look inside stalls or to get a quick snack. Somewhere along the line, one of you took hold of the others’ hand; neither of you knew when it had happened, but neither of you made any attempt to take it away once you had noticed. It had felt like no time at all had passed, but, when you looked at your phone, you realised that really, you should’ve started heading home an hour ago.

“Oh crap, it’s late,” Jisung said, leaning over to look at your phone “We should probably start heading home now, huh?”

“Yeah...Jisung...today was really fun,” You, like always, refused meet to boys’ eyes

“Really?!” He jumped in front of you, cupping your face in his hands, making you look at him and his oh-so-beautiful smile “I’m glad you liked it! Does that mean you’ll do this with me again?”

“If-” You gulped, not able to tear your gaze away from Jisung’s intense but joyful stare “If you want to, yeah”

“Yes!” Jisung let go of your cheeks and jumped in the air

Finally, you couldn’t hold it in anymore, and smiled from ear to ear, happily watching Jisung be- well, Jisung.

BONUS

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N?” Jisung repeated your name, his arms wrapped around you while you were walking down the sidewalk

“Yes?” You asked sweetly

“I love you,” He said simply, coming closer to your ear to say it

You laughed. He had said it a million times, but it still managed to fluster you.

“I love you too,” You replied

Jisung squeezed you before kissing the back of your neck, and, though you couldn’t see it, he was wearing that beautiful, heart-shaped smile of his, looking at you with endless admiration and love.

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Give those two a push, Class 1A!

Summary:

The students of Class 1A are not blind to the fact that their teacher, All Might, is having a bit of a romantic problem. So they decide that it cannot wait any longer... and Aizawa catches them Red-handed.

Notes:

This story was inspired by a fanart I found on pinterest. It was a picture of All Might and Inko walking down a street, All Might holding an umbrella since it raining. In the background, you could see several students of Class 1A watching them, as if they had planed it. So I came up with this idea! Also, anyone agree that Inko should be shown more in the series? After all, isn't she the woman raising humanity's next All Might? AND she's doing it on her own! Share your oppinion in the comments (if you wish).

This is the picture:

Originally posted on Ao3

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"You know, I noticed that All Might was staring at your mom yesterday during the School Meeting, Deku." Urakawa said. "Yeah, I saw that too. It's been going on like that for some time..." the green-haired boy said. "Ooooh, All Might has a love interest!" Mina sing-sang, making some of the students giggle. "Guys, class is about to start." Momo said without looking up from the notebook she was writing on. "Yes, but All Might is in need of a push, don't you think?" Hagakure piped up. There was a short-lived silence. "Are you saying that we should set them up?" Asui asked slowly. "Yeah!" Hagakure said. "Um... is that a good idea?" Midoriya asked, a little doubtful. "Why shouldn't it?" the invisible girl asked cheerfully. "That's what happened to my parents!" "All Might and Deku's Mom are not your parents, though." Iida said. "I agree with Hagakure," Kaminari said. "I think that we should-" "Good morning," Eraserhead swept in through the door, heading straight to his desk. The class instantly fell silent. Had he heard them? "In case you are wondering, yes, I heard you. But I am also tired of having to watch those two dance around each other like moths around a godamn light. So long as you don't do anything stupid, like setting a fire so that All Might can rescue her or something, I will allow this to go on. And if they find out, don't tell them about what I just said. Now, let's get started with the lesson." The class was shocked and relieved at their teacher's speech. He had heard them, but he was allowing them to give All Might and Inko a little nudge.

"It will rain today," Bubblegirl said, glancing up at the sky. "You should get an umbrella, Mirio. I can lend you one if you want." "Thanks!" Mirio replied cheerfully. "Come, Eri." Bubblegirl gave him an umbrella and he and Eri left the agency just as the first drops of rain began to fall. "We will take the train to the shopping mall. What do you think, Eri?" Mirio asked the small girl besides him. "Yes!" she replied, giving him a huge, adorable smile. He beamed back at her, leading the way to the train station.

"Aww, shucks. It's raining." Kirishima said as they aproached the main doors. "The sky was clear earlier this morning," Midoriya said, shouldering his backpack. "I didn't bring an umbrella." "Problem solved," Momo said, holding out umbrellas for everyone. "Wow! Thanks, sempai!" Urakawa said, taking one. "So... anyone know what we will do about Inko and All Might?" "Well, my mother said that she was going to the mall... I could get All Might to come too?" Midoriya suggested. "Smart! And then, you guys meet her and then we will come and you can tell them that you will be with us." Mina said with a bright smile. "I can tag after them closely since I am invisible," Hagakure said. "Ooooh, that's a good idea!" Ojiro said, his tail wagging. "I will come because I need to get more soba anyways." Todoroki said quietly (truth was, he was also curious about how it would turn out...). "I will too!" Mina said. Soon, Urakawa, Iida, Ojiro, Mina, Hagakure, Todoroki, Kirishima, Jiro, Tsuyu, Momo and Bakugou (whom Deku had managed to drag along in some miraculous way) were heading for the mall. Sato, Aoyama, Denki, Sero, Tokoyami, Mineta, Shoji and Koda already had plans for the evening. Midoriya went back into the school, umbrella clutched in his right hand, and ran into All Might himself, crashing painfully to the floor. "Midoriya, my boy!" All Might said with surprise. "I didn't see you coming! Are you alright?" "Yup." Midoriya said, tears of pain stinging his eyes. All Might helped him to his feet. "Where you going home?" All Might asked. "No. Actually, I was looking for you. Would you like to come with me to the mall? I need to get some new clothes, and my mother is not free today..." Midoriya said. "Well, I don't have anything else to do today and I could do with a walk. Problem is, I haven't got an umbrella." All Might replied. "We can just share mine..." he said, holding his up. "All right then. Shall we get going?" Al Might asked, pulling on his jacket.

The two of them exited the school and headed for the train station. Many people stared at All Might, and there was a great deal of muttering and pointing as they walked past, but not hostile. After all, he had once been the world's number 1 hero before his fight with All for One. Soon the two of them were entering the shoping mall, which was less crowded than usual due to the rain outside. Midoriya spotted Ojiro sitting on a bench next to the fountain placed in the center of the mall. His fellow friend gave him a subtle thumbs up. Midoriya replied with a tiny nod to show he understood. His phone pinged and he fished it out of his pockets. It was a text from Iida: Localitation of your mother has been found. She is on the second floor, about to use the elevator. Hagakure is sneaking in with her. it read. "Anything wrong, my boy?" All Might asked. Midoriya pocketed the phone. "Nah. Let's go up to the second floor. I heard there's a good shop up there..."

The two of them walked up to the elevator. Midoriya pressed the button and both waited patiently. Then the doors opened to reveal Inko standing inside the elevator, carrying two shoping bags. She stepped outside and noticed the other two. "Oh! Izuku! All Might!" she said with a laugh, "You nearly gave me a heart attack." "My apologies, Miss Inko." All Might said, keeping his conposture. Midoriya didn't miss the faint blush that colored his sharp cheek bones. He made his amused smile into a cheerful, innocent one. "Ha ha, Mom! I didn't expect to find you here!" he said. He felt a tiny nudge on his hand and knew it was Hagakure. "Neither did I. What are you two doing here?" Inko asked. "I was going to go by some clothes. I invited All Might along since you weren't available and he agreed because he didn't have anything to do for the rest of the afternoon." Mirodiya explained. "Well then, I shouldn't keep the two of you," Inko said, adjusting her grip on her bags. "Hey! Midoriya! Watcha doing here?!" they all turned to see Kirishima runing towards them. "Bakugou, Denki and I are gonna go to Virgin and see if we can get some suppost items for Denki. Wanna come?" "Sure!" Midoriya said. Then he looked at the other two adults. "If that's fone with the two of you…?" "Of course, Izuku. All Might, uh, would you like coffee or something else...?" Inko asked. "I could do with some tea." he said, giving Midoriya a look that seemed to say We will speak about this later. "Okay! I will see you later, then!" Midoriya said with a wave, walking after Kirishima. "Did you see him blush? I saw him blush!" Hagakure said with a giggle, "I've never seen All Might blush! I should have taken a picture of it... The media would go crazy within days!" "Better leave it as it is. I don't think All Might would like it." Kirishima said. The turned a corner to find the others waiting for them. "So? How was it?" Mina asked. "I think he suspects, but they are gonna have a snack or something." Midoriya said. "This is so fun!" Urakawa said with a laugh. "It feels like we are doing a super secret mission!" "Well, we better move or we will loose them!" Hagakure said. "Come on, class!" Iida said, walking out of their corner. The others quickly followed. "I think we should split into groups or we might get found. Bakugou, Kirishima, Tsuyu and Mina, you guys could be one group. Urakawa and Jiro. Todoroki and Iida could be another. I will be with Ojiro and Deku. Hagakure, you tag along close behind them." Momo said. "I think she already did..." Jiro said. There was a short silence. "Yup. Let's get moving!" Kirishima said excitedly. They all split ways, heading in different directions but all walking down the same way and looking as innocent as they could. Todoroki and Iida went into the café that All Might and Inko where in and took seats on a table not too far from them, looking at the two adults over the newspapers they were using as face shields.

All Might and Inko sat at a table, unaware that they were being monitored by Class 1A's students. They had just finished ordering their drinks (All Might had ordered black tea and Inko had gotten a latte). "I am sure that you and I both know what this is all about, right?" Inko quietly asked All Might. "I've know Izuku ever since he was born, after all..." "I apologize for this." All Might said, cheeks slightly pink (Hagakure placed her hands firmly over her mouth to stiffle the giggle that was craling up her throat. She couldn't believe it was going so well!). "It's fine. They are kids after all..." Inko said with a little wave of her hand. "But, uh, I didn't expect them to... well..." the two of them fell into an awkward silence. They were rescued by the arrival of their drinks. All Might focused on sipping at his, trying to keep his face free from any emotion that could betray his nervousness and unease.

"I feel like we might have to wait for something to happen," Ojiro quietly told Momo and Mirodiya. "They know our intentions!" Hagakure whispered, making the three of them jump. "Uh... is that bad…?" Mirodiya whispered. "They are mostly awkward." the invisible girl said. "I'm going to go see what they are speaking about." Several minutes passed before she returned. "They are talking about school. They seem a little more comfortable around each other. That's good, right?" "Yes. Go keep an eye on them." Momo replied. "Deku, what are you-?" Mirodiya had his phone to his ear. The heard All Might's ringtone suddenly blast ("YOU HAVE A CAAAAAAAALLLLL-- "). All Might stood and excused himself for a minute or so.

"WhAT Is THe MEanInG oF THiS, MIDoRiyA?! " All Might hissed. "Uh..." "I know what this is all about, so don't deny that you and whoever else is with you are trying to set Inko and I in a date!" "Um..." "Midoriya?! 'Um' is not an anwser to my question!" "Look... just... get to know her. And it wasn't only us, you know. Aizawa sensei also-" "What?" "Don't get mad at him!" Midoriya quickly said. "We just-" "Just give me that," his phone was ripped out of his hands by Bakugou, "What Deku here is trying to kindly tell you is just fucking get over with it because they are all fucking bored of whatever is keeping you and Deku's mother appart. " he then ended the call. "Kachan!" Midoriya gasped. Bakugou shoved his phone back into hks hands. "Sometimes you have to get to the godamn point, idiot." he said. Moments later, Kirishima, Mina and Tsuyu ran up to them. "We tried to stop him," Mina panted. "It's okay-" "Guys! Look!" Tsuyu said. They all turned their heads to All Might and Inko's table. They were talking in low voices, All Might ocasionally chuckling and shaking his head. Soon they had finished their drinks, All Might paying for them. Then they watched them as they walked out of the café's terrace, talking. "Come on!" Iida said as he and Todoroshi left their table. Soon they were all sneaking after them. "What happened? All Might looked kinda agitated back there..." Urakawa asked Midoriya. "I called him in the phone and then Kachan took it from me and told him his thoughts." Midoriya replied. "Ah..." Jiro said with a quiet laugh.

"They are going outside," Todoroki said. "I will make raincoats for everyone." Momo said. Within moments, they were following the two adults, dressed in raincoats. Hagakure was also wearing one, not keen on getting wet in the freezing cold rain. Midoriya felt like a spy from a mission impossible movie as they all snuck after All Might, who held Midoriya's umbrella, and Inko, keeping themselves at a safe distance. Some of them, like Iida and Mina, actually hid behind bushes. "What are you all doing out here?" Midoriya jumped at Mirio's voice. He had been walking hand in hand with Eri, a black umbrella shielding the two of them from the rain. "We are matchma-" Kirishima began to say, but he was cut off by Mina. "They are kissing!" she squealed in the quietest way possible. They all looked at All Might and Inko, who had their faces half-hidden by the umbrella. But they couldn't miss the kiss. Bakugou shot into full view and before anyone could stop him- "FUCKING FINALLY!!!" he shouted at them. Kirishima pulled him behind a wall and everyone except Mirio and Eri ducked into hiding before All Might and Inko could spot them. Mirio shrugged at them. "Mission complete!" Iida whispered. They all silently whooped their victory.

Notes:

I was actually laughing by the ending at Bakugou's outburst XD ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

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Something Sweet: Part Five

~sweeter shifts~

one ~ two ~ three ~ four ~ five ~ six ~ seven ~ eight ~ nine

pairing: minsung, jisung/minho

warning: mild language

words: 2k ish

summary: That feeling you get when your friend visits you at work? yeah that. Thats all this is...

a/n: Its been a little rough, but heres a short chapter i hope u enjoy <3

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Felix stood behind the counter at the convenience store on the corner of two intersecting districts. He was a few hours into his overnight shift. Usually he could do homework on these late nights, but with it being summer, he found himself antsy and daydreaming his shift away. His brain was busy re-running his dance routines for upcoming performances and auditions that he had been working on, as customers periodically filtered in the store.

Not many customers came in other than the few students pulling all-nighters and night shift workers coming in for a bite to eat. Felix had begun to recognize a few faces as some had solidified themselves as regulars.

A black hooded figure came in close to 3am. Even though Felix had never really seen much of the guy's face he recognized the black hoodie and mask wearing guy as a regular around his late night shifts. He was interesting, not like the obvious tired student of the late night business worker. He had no idea what it was that brought him to the convenience store at the ungodly hours of the morning.

Felix always liked to make guesses as to what lives his especially mysterious customers lived. He had already imagined the black hoodied regular as a b-list idol group member. Then a gym instructor, but mostly due to the one time he came in with a cut off shirt and Felix was taken aback by the size of the man’s arms. Most recently he imagined that the other could’ve been a bartender, because of the pretty consistent time he arrives in the late am on weekends.

This random Thursday night though, the dark figure, back in his usual hoodie, gathered various energy drinks and cup ramens from the back shelves, and brought them out to the check out.

“Is this all for tonight?”

“Oh yeah thats all”

Felix began ringing up his purchases when the other spoke up suddenly.

“We’ve met before, I’m not crazy or anything right?”

“Huh?” Felix looked up confused as the man usually seldom said anything during his late night purchases.

“Yeah I thought I recognized your name, You’re Minho”s, Jisung’s friend’s, roommate, right?” Felix nodded in return but the confused look on his face sparked the other to remember that he was wearing a mask and hat that covered most of his features. Removing the mask revealed that behind it were the sharp features of Changbin, one of three artists that formed 3RACHA, that Yes, Felix had actually just met that past weekend.

Felix’s eyes widened at the sudden realization that one of his regulars was actually a member of his favorite group of artists. ‘Holy fucking shit, I am actually blind, godamn it Felix’

“Y-Yes, thats me. Sorry I didn't recognize you, I-uh didn’t realize that you, were uh- you.” ‘Smooth Lix wow’

Changbin chuckled at the freckled boys stutter. “That’s alright, I tend to forget that I'm wearing my mask sometimes. Anyway I recognized you when you were dancing last weekend, and when you had introduced yourself.” Felix was trying his best to internalize his anxious starstruck feelings. “We watched your performance, and I was trying to find a day to come here and tell you that your crew’s performance was really good.”

Okay yeah that was it, Felix’s eyes were practically falling out of his head with how wide his expression was. “Really? You liked it? That’s really awesome. Thank you so much. That really means a lot coming from you not gonna lie.” Felix’s pride for his crew was nothing small and the validation and praise from someone he is a fan of himself, makes his heart soar.

The smile on his face is so wide and genuine and the light that flickers in his eyes lit up the whole store, even in the middle of the night. Changbin thought that his smile felt something like sunshine, and reminded him of the warmth Jisung emitted when he was at his happiest, but of course he would never tell the other that. Changbin caught himself smiling back involuntarily.

“Yeah, we’ll have to come watch you guys again sometime.”

Felix nodded vigorously at that and finished checking out the items the older had brought to the counter. Neither of the twos smiles seemed to completely fade from their faces.

“Thank you Felix-ssi, have a good night.”

“You too!” Felix replied and bowed respectively to the older.

Changbin replaced the mask on his face but found himself still smiling at the encounter with the boy as he walked bac home.

[~roomies uwu~]

3:25 am

Lixie:

someone please fuking tell me how stupid i am

Minnie hyung:

we usually dont, to spare your feelings

Lixie:

I just embarrassed myself in front of CHangbin-ssi!!!

ALSO since when did 3RACHA live in this neighborhood

Hes been coming into the store for months

But i never recognized him until now???

I must be idiotic

Someone change my name to ‘blind fool’

It is now the only title i deserve ;^;

Jinnie bby:

It is way to early for you to be this dramatic luv~

Lixie:

The overnight shift drama sleeps for no one >:}

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“Alright, I’ll put that right in for you. I hope you enjoy your cocktails in the mean time.” Minho flashes his sickening sweet server smile at the couple, before heading to his station to input the orders. There had been a steady flow of customers at Menu 98 keeping Minho busy for his dinner shift. Thankful to not be closing, Minho was doing his best to maintain his polite persona without glancing at his watch too often. Time always passed slower, when he found himself counting his hours.

Before moving on to check on a previous table, Seungmin waves him down letting him know he has a new table to wait, but not before catching his arm. Usually he would find a Seungmin attached to his elbow if the other wanted to share some gossip about a recent customer, or something of the sort. Expecting the same Minho’s ears peaked with interest.

“You got a new table.” That’s unsurprising. “And they’re asking specifically for you.” That’s more surprising.

“Wait, what?”

“I don't know, you tell me. Any rich, wide-eyed, twenty-somethings, you forgot to tell me about, hyung?”

Minho thought the eyebrow raise from the younger was a little much given the circumstances. The few seconds of silence that pass between them gave Seungmin all the information he was looking for but a sigh still escapes his lips at the stubbornness of the other.

“Well one, Han Jisung, is waiting in section B for you.” Seungmin scurries off to return to the front, a suspicious look in his expression. Minho hadn’t really brought up much of his personal life to Seungmin, but the host hadn’t stopped his prodding ever since he had turned up to work, as Seungmin says it, glowing and smiling like a newlywed. Minho wasn’t sure if he was actually acting much different since beginning to talk to Jisung, but apparently the shift in his mood was enough to confirm to his coworker that something was up. Minho already knew that Seungmin would have a field day if he found out that he had actually first met Jisung at the restaurant and hadn’t told him. But keeping his work friend on his toes, spices up his otherwise monotonous job.

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“Good evening sir, would you like to order any appetizers or drinks to start off?” Minho found himself instinctually throwing on his polite grin and playing the part of a perfect waiter. Well, at least for the time being.

“Hm idk Min-hyung, you ordered for me last time, got any suggestions.” Jisung, seemingly unphased by Minho’s generic opening line, barely looked up from the menu as the older had approached him. Being sure to make direct eye contact, Jisung then smiled cheekily, “but I think we both know I didn’t come here for the fancy food and fruity drinks.”

Minho tried not to roll his eyes too obviously, as his smile morphed into a smirk to match the younger’s, “Perhaps, but if you don't order anything, I'll have to ask you to leave, because sadly, you can not pay just to look at my pretty face.”

“That's a shame I would've ordered five hours of that up front if it was on the menu.” The chuckle coming from Minho was enough to already ease the nerves that Jisung had been feeling since he last saw him.

“Well, Lucky for me, sad for you, I’m not working for five more hours, sorry to disappoint.”

“When do you get off then kind sir?” The goofy voice he used brought back the smile he had been aching to see, and made any of the embarrassment he may have felt worth it.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

“I would yes.” JIsung smiled, batting his eyelashes, a part of him knew it probably wouldn’t be that easy.

“Well not to worry, it looks like I can start you off with some water, and complimentary sides, while I give you some more time to look over the menu.”

“Hyung wai-” Minho walked off but not before sending a subtle wink the other’s way. Jisung ears may or may not have turned bright red, but thankfully, there was no one there to tease this time.

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Jisung ended up ordering another one of Minho’s suggestions, this time it was a marinated sea bass filet that came with a similar fried potato side to the burger he had chosen the first time. Although the fish was perfectly cooked and seasoned, to Jisung it still felt like a fancy version of fish and chips. Minho had giggled at that when Jisung suggested they rename it some bass-related pun, ‘for the kids, ya know.’

“So are you going to tell me how what time you get off, or are really gonna let my dumb ass sit outside the restaurant and wait for how many hours it is until you’re done”

Minho laughed at the image of Jisung waiting for him like a stray outside. “Tempting I'm not gonna lie, but It's not for much longer. AND if you're interested there's a bar next door that may or may not be my usual after dinner shift destination.”

Jisung couldn’t help but smile at that. “REally? That sounds great.” He couldn’t lie that he had spent most of his free time thinking about when he could see MInho next. Probably not the best timing granted that 3RACHA has been busy preparing for their album debut, but a part of him couldn't help but feel all warm inside at the prospect of getting to know Minho better in person.

“Okay, well then i'll see you there? Yeah?”

Minho nods gently with his own giddy smile to match.

The infamous heart-shaped grin was in its full form once Minho had suggested their next meeting place, and Minho could feel his heart leaping at that happiness that Jisung’s smile emitted. Jisung about leaped out of his chair after paying. Practically dancing his way next door to said bar, and for the first time that week Jisung felt like a song was writing itself in his head.

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“It's him isn't it”

“Who?”

“The reason that your smiling so much, but like actually, not that dead inside expression you give me when I tell you ‘cheer up’”

“Hmmm” Minho’s ability to play dumb? Top tier. Sadly Minho’s ability to lie to Seungmin? Absolute trash.

“Come on Hyung! Just tell me!!!” Seungmin was exasperated. This wasn’t the first time he had confronted Minho about what was going on, and maybe one too many times had resulted in Minho’s signature move, the ‘I don’t want to tell you, so instead will change the subject’.

Fine. “HMM hmmmmmmm….ok….maybe we’ve been talking for a while-”

“OH MY GOD FINALLY! I knew it as soon as he walked in the door. He was all heart-eyes asking for you, and for when you get off.”

“Wait, did you tell him when my shift was over?”

“God no, that's gotta be against some employee code.”

“Oh okay good.”

“But you're off now anyways right? Is he going to wait for you? Are you going out- oh my god he's definitely waiting for you. Have you seen how much he tipped? You sure he isn't some bizarre 20 year old sugar daddy?”

“Seungmin!”

“Okay Sorry, I'm just excited for you. You never tell me anything. All I know about you is that you’re a dancer and you worked in a bar before here.”

“Its was a host bar actually”

“Wait what?!”

“Well, if you look at the time. As you’ve said I have a sugar daddy waiting for me, bye bye now”

“Wait hyung what the fuck!”

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one ~ two ~ three ~ four ~ five ~ six ~ seven ~ eight ~ nine

#minsung #lee minho #han jisung #straykids au #skz #straykids #straykids han #straykids lee know #i still can tag for shit #kpop fanfic

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New Episode Reactions!!! Pt 1

AHHH, I have so many feelings ya'll!! This episode was so awesome and the art was absoulty suberp! Thomas and the whole crew worked so hard to get this out and it really paid off! I just wanted to run through all the amazing things in this ep now that I've watched it once!

I'm warning you now this is mostly just me gushing about amazing and great everything is because it's very amazing and great! Strap in for spoiler central!!!

First of all the thumbnail is just amazing

Starting off with Thomas being incredibly relatble and awkward, we love to see it!

ROMAN!!!!

VIRGIL!!!!!

I love that this confirms that the sides just pop up in Thomas's day to day life and bully him, it's great

Side notw: I love how the artists drew Thomas in this, he looks adorable

OMG prinxiety poping out the godamn clothing hanging thing to call thomas old makes me very happy

I love that this whole episode is Virgil and Roman bonding, it is fabulos.

"DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT I LOVE YOU MEANS TO THEM?"

"You told me to say it!"

"STOP PLAYING YOU PEOPLE'S HEARTS THOMAS"

I love this so much

There is a whole lot of lying here but I have yet to spot a single snake boi :(

I know Jan had a whole thing last episode but like... I miss him :(((

HEART EYES ROMAN!!!!! BEING SO GODAMN DRAMATIC!!!! I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

"*long poetic description of feelings*"

"What?"

"*SIGH* Cutie at twelve-o-clock."

Prinxeity's dual calling of bullshit when Thomas says he's not interested

WHY IS ROMAN ME WHEN I SEE A CUTE GIRL IN PUBLIC

Virgil pulling fucking boniculars just out of nowhere

"He's got some stickers on his laptop."

"Pretty gay~" *finger gun*

Virgil laying down introvert laws on stickers is great and very true (in unrelated news, I need to buy more stickers for my laptop)

Nico's a disney fan too!!!!

I kind of love that it was the Nightmare Before Chrismas sticker that sealed the deal for them because it's something that's very Roman and also very Virgil

Also how can you not take that sticker as clear sign from the universe that this will end in roman and happily ever afters, I'm with Roman here (when am I not tho?)

"You can live like Jack and Sally..."

I don't why Virgil calling Roman doofus is so funny and dorky to me but it is and I love it. I want them to get along but I want to keep the banter and little insults that don't mean much

"Why forget your spectacles at the retirment home?"

"Those jokes are getting old..."

"You would know..."

I love the gentle bullying

YOU SEE SOME BUTTONS; YOU BUTTON IT!!!!!

PINTERVERTS!!!!

THIS IS WHY I LOVE SEEING THESE INTERACTING!!!!

Seeing Roman and Virgil with the head sets and mics really makes me want to like make a rodio hosts AU, they'd defintly be interesting pair to listen to. Oh! or like a podcast thing or something! I'd listen to it!

Also the backseat driving from prinxiety is great

"I'M NOT MAX! I'M PRINCE ROMAN -"

Also that godamn, you got five seconds thing gave ME anxciety

"great."

"great indeed."

"GREAT INDEED!"

boiled. mayo. carrots. what the heck thomas.

"The only logical next step. Go home and regret everything." Virge, buddy, pal, chill for like five seconds.

"No man!"

"Uh, it's RO-man. With an R? You're really struggling today."

Ro, buddy, pal, princey, never change.

"When it comes to anti-social etiquette, I'm a triple expert. An ex-ex-expert!"

"Easy tiger" This is flirting right? This is defintly flirting. They are flirting!

GAY EYES!!!!

Roman doing the gay eyes and the little noises AHHHH, I'm dying, i'm deceased, my ghost is writing this

Side note: I'm really tempted to become a patron just to see the live action version of this scene alone, imagine my friends, imagine

Gay eyes have never worked for me either

DISASTOR!

"No DO look at youself Thomas. Because that was a test and you failed!"

"You were testing me!?!?!"

"Oh no, I was just panicking."

I love them

I also love all of Virgil's instenseness in this episode because honestly very relatable to my own anxiety but also the art was just really great

“If you don’t have anything nice to say... you’re a dirty lier.”

God the whole pretend you’re leaving was so funny and gave me such secondhand embrassement, it was so good

“I hate to rain on your black parade, Gerard Gay -”

I missed him and his nicknames SO MUCH

Virgil and Roman literally pulling Thomas around and making him sit and stand is just so funny to me. it’s like Roman and Logan fighting over control of Thomas’s arms

“You’re making a mistake!”

“If I am I’ll add it to the list!”

Oh. My heart. Roman, darling, no -

Again with the pushing, guys

This poor random passerby who got accosted by Thomas’s awkwardness. I hope they had a good day at the mall at least

THE TRASH CAN!!!!

I love that it’s not just Thomas in the trash can but all three of them

This is another scene I would LOVE to see live action

“You were being a baby about the buttons and the pins had you panicking.”

It’s nice to see Roman helping Thomas get clean in the bathroom

“He’s got birds on the brain! You don’t wanna wing it, Virge? Alright let’s drum up a plan!”

I love the puns but I love Roman trying to help Virge feel better about this more even tho they didn’t end up going with this

“It’s like cyber-stalking but real life”

“So... stalking”

“... OH YOU’RE RIGHT!”

Virgil, sweetie, you’re doing amazing

“Speaking from the heart” Patton, buddy, is that you?

THE MONOLOGUE!!!!

“The mall is where you go when you don’t know what you want because the mall has everything...”

Roman’s face at that line really killed me fam. He is going through some stuff, huh

Actually Roman’ and Virgil’s faces during the whole speech really killed me

OMG THE DUDE IN THE BATHROOM!!!!

All those theories about the next ep being Ro & Virge bonding through mutual dislike of Janus were sorta right

Also it’s interesting that Virgil is clearly talking about Janus but is still calling him Deciet

Also generally enjoying the calm Prinxeity team up and discussion for once

“No, he’s better off without me.”

AH no, thomas!

Damn I’m so used to Sides Angst the character thomas angst really hit me by the wayside

GAY PANIC

NICO!!!!!

“HE FEARS THINGS TOO!?”

THE GAY PANIC!!!!

“I THINK I SAW A LOT OF WIDE VOWELS?”

“NEVADA????”

“MORE THAN THAT!”

“ANACONDA?????”

“ANACONDA!!!!! HE’S A NIKKI MINHAJ FAN!!!!”

They are such disaster gays

Mishearing the guy and then instead of asking for a repeat, just going along with it is so terribly terribly relatable but god the second hand embrasment

“another chance at happiness squandered.”

break my heart why doncha ya

The whole sequence of Virgil noticing Roman being so godamn sad and miserable and watching Nico walk away and his breathing speeding up and the wide eyed panic before he pushes thomas is literally my favorite part of the whole damn video! that wasn’t easy for him to do but he did it. for roman and thomas. so that didn’t squader another chance. he was so brave and i’m so proud of him

I really love Nico! He seems so chill and adorable and he took thomas’s flutered rambling so well! and he’s a writer!!! and he winked at thomas!!!

Mr. Florez!!!!

He’s writing a song!!!!!

The song explanation calling thomas out is kind of adorable

this whole meet cute is kind of adorable

“THAT WAS YOU?” “ARE YOU OKAY?”

brusied ego, aw does that mean Patton’s gonna be taking care of Ro like the last time Thomas got a brusied ego

MY SECOND FAVORITE PART OF THE VIDEO: Ro’s soft little “Shut up, emo” and the little hearts and his hand on Virgil’s shoulder and Virgil’s little smile at him and the whole calling Virge brave!!! It was all so so so good!!!!

End Card Time!!!!!

Thomas calling Roman a punk is adorable

Also Janus’s Corridor Of Stored Rewards!!! Amazing

Everyone coming back all excited and giddy really matched my own excitement and giddiness and I love it

LITERAL SCREAMS OF JOY

Virgil’s purple sparkly eyeshadow because he’s happy is so so pure and amazing and I kind of want to try out that look myself

“Thomas I’m gonna need you to walk around the entire room - yes thank you- that helps somehow”

even more things to project onto Virgil with, thank you

I haven’t seen Virgil smile this much in one episode before and it is really watering my crops, clearing my skin, rasing my grades, saving my whole ass year -

The dark eyeshadow returning at Thomas’s subtweet is great and very relatable

Virgil asking what is things are never the same again but with light eyeshadow and the clearly more hopeful outlook on things makes me so very happy

I love Roman being excited but like we don’t see virgil so giddy nearly as often and it’s just so heartwarming

Roman trying to get them to go to France on V-day and Virge actually going along with the idea!!!

Virgil telling Thomas to do the happy flappies!!!!

Virgil’s face at ‘are u ready for this’ kills me

But the deepening panic voice when the dog barks and his reaction to Ro telling him to relax was great

in summary: I though based on the title this was going to be the other sides flirting with Virgil and honestly I wasn’t that far off

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #nico florez #roman sanders #virgil sanders #flirting with social anxiety #ts spoilers #prinxiety #platonic prinxiety #romantic prinxiety #what's the ship name for Tommy boi and Nico?#Thomco #?#Floanders #??? i guess

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m00nslippers · 5 years

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Just a few more of Jason Todd’s feats (Part 2)

Part 1 | Part 2

This is continued from Part 1, where I went through most everything relevant in the Preboot-era for Jason that I’m aware of. The exception to that is the events of Countdown which does feature Jason but also had him fighting extra-dimensional people so there is not much relevance to the main DC universe, and Lost Days where he doesn’t fight anyone who has ever fought anyone else of note. Happily, Jason kept the vast majority of his stories as canon after the reboot, so the only things from Part One that are questionable are things that don’t take place in Batman comics. I totally forgot Nightwing: Brothers in Blood though so I’m adding it, even if it isn’t canon anymore.

As before, I’m listing the major fights where Jason fights against skilled vigilantes or assassins, basically people skilled/important enough that you can use the match to measure his ability, so I’m discounting fights with nobodies and goons and low tier vigilantes/criminals.

To reiterate from Part 1, Jason is often in a position to kill his opponents, so in many matches he could technically win at any point, but he chooses not to. In the New 52 and beyond Jason acts more as a hero/protagonist in many cases so he runs a lot less and fights other Bats less often. But as before in the case that he does run or the fight is inconclusive, I’m just going to call it a ‘tie’. I’m going to rate the outcome of matches as such:

Win - Jason kills, incapacitates, checkmates or otherwise defeats his opponent.

Tie with an advantage - Jason escapes or stops the fight with less damage than his opponent or having achieved more goals.

Tie - More or less an equal amount of damage, or goal achievement on both sides.

Tie with a disadvantage - Jason escapes or stops the fight with more damage than his opponent or not having achieved his goal.

Loss - Jason is captured, incapacitated, checkmated or otherwise defeated.

Let me just preface this by saying that many fights in the New 52/Rebirth, especially any instance where Jason fights alongside other batkids--especially Tim and Damian--Jason is purposefully made to look incompetent and the other superior, contrary to pretty much everything we know about Jason and Damian or Tim’s skills. Not that Tim or Damian are bad fighters, but Part 1 of this series makes it pretty damn clear that Jason is superior to both in skill/ability--which makes sense, he’s bigger and older and been fighting longer, there is no shame in that. So take the fights that involve them with a grain of salt, because most of them paint one or both characters as OOC. I usually try to be quick with the summaries of fights but I’m going to go into why some of these fights don’t make sense.

Nightwing: Brothers in Blood (1996)

Nightwing (Jason Todd) vs Nightwing (Dick Grayson)

Win - Jason actually saves Dick from falling off a building right before this, which Dick doesn’t really appreciate. They roll about fighting on the rooftop a bit with Jason seeming more playful while Dick is furious, ending in Dick hanging off the side of a building Lion-King style and Jason slashing his hand to drop him, effectively winning the fight.

Nightwing (Jason Todd) vs Nightwing (Dick Grayson)

Win - Dick leaps off a catwalk to try to fight Jason in civilian identity, which is silly but whatever. They trade some good blows but in the end, Jason knocks Dick out and escapes.

Batman, Incorporated (2012)

Wingman (Jason Todd), Redbird (Damian Wayne), The Hood and El Gaucho vs Merlyn, Sportsmaster, and thirty of the best League Assassins.

Win - Jason just walks through these guys. Damian shoots Merlyn with an arrow which was helpful but completely unnecessary and Jason electrocutes the guy. El Gaucho and The Hood help out but they struggle throughout. Jason casually takes out anyone who gets close. I only bother mentioning this fight at all because we are explicitly told these guys are THE BEST THIRTY assassins the League has, including named guys like Sportsmaster and it’s a joke. That is the level Jason is at.

Red Hood and The Outlaws (2011)

Red Hood and Starfire vs Lady Shiva, Manbats and Bronze Tiger

Tie with an advantage - Jason starts this fight chained to a pillar, which he gets out of in the blink of an eye. He then proceeds to punch out some manbats, gets in a fight with Lady Shiva, which he wins with a nerve strike, though it’s implied to be cheating by the dialogue, and then trades blows with Bronze Tiger. Granted, he gets in a tight spot with Bronze Tiger, for Star to jump in and assist. I’ll call it a tie, but anytime you take out Lady Godamn Shiva it’s a win.

Red Hood vs Ra’s Al Ghul

Win - This fight has more going on than just the martial arts, there’s magic Well of Sins/All-Caste stuff going on too, but generally speaking it’s a sword fight between Ra’s and Jason, in which Jason has the upper hand throughout and in the end he strike Ra’s down and strips him of the power of the Well of Sins.

Red Hood vs Ravager

Tie - Jason and Ravager are pretty evenly matched but it’s likely neither are trying their hardest because even after they stalemate each other, the fight ends and they go about their business.

Batman And Robin (2011)

Red Hood vs Robin (Damian Wayne)

Tie - By his own admission, Jason isn’t fighting his hardest against Damian. They exchange blows, Damian at one point has Jason at sword point, but Jason pulls an electrified baton like Nightwing’s, only Damian isn’t there, he’s escaped with his objective, which is Jason’s Red Hood helmet. So you may wonder why I classify this match as a tie when Damian seemed to get away with his objective. Well, it’s because Jason’s helmet can be remote detonated. Jason technically has Damian at a checkmate, but he’s not going to blow up his baby brother so I’d call this a tie.

Red Hood vs Batman

Tie - Jason is compromised through this whole fight but despite feeling betrayed and anxious he manages to hold it together pretty well. He and Bruce trade blows that results in a similar amount of damage but neither are really trying to win they just want to hurt each other. In the end, Jason is the one to decide to stop fighting and walk away.

Batman Eternal

Red Hood vs Batgirl (Barbara Gordon)

Loss - Even though Jason really is purposefully not hurting Barbara, because she’s been mind-whammied to think he’s the Joker, it still shows him getting his ass kicked more than it probably should. Basically Jason losses because he’s not trying to win. The win is waking Barb up, which he does, so it’s hard to tell how useful this fight is to gauge his abilities.

Batman & Robin Eternal

Red Hood vs Orphan (Cassandra Cain)

Win - Jason pretty clearly had the upper hand in this fight, though Cass gets some good hits in. Jason checkmates her twice, Cass breaks the first one when Jason is distracted on the phone with Dick, only for Jason to get her in another that could have resulted in real injury if Dick hadn’t stopped him from landing the blow.

Red Hood and Red Robin vs Bane

Tie with a disadvantage - First of all, Tim just gets in the way in this fight but it’s presented as if he is the smarter/superior fighter/strategist somehow. Jason gets a good hit or two on Bane even if he takes some bad hits too. But Tim straight up throws some birdarangs into Jason’s chest like an idiot and then when Bane manages to get Jason down, Tim pulls Jason’s gun and ‘checkmates’ Bane...except who in the hell believes Red Robin would actually pull the trigger to kill Bane? Nobody, so it’s a stalemate at best. This fight is dumb and Tim especially is written stupidly in this fight but I’d be remiss if I didn’t include it.

Red Hood and Red Robin vs Azrael

Tie with a disadvantage - This fight is less out of character but is still stupid. It shows Jason on the ground right at the beginning but doesn’t even show how/why that happened. Red Robin refuses to run when Jason tells him to, as if he’s going to have better luck against the guy, and jumps into the fight with Azrael. He knocks off his helmet somehow but then pretty much gets whooped, at which point Jason gets a good knock on Azrael, steals Tim and escapes.

Deathstroke (2014)

Red Hood vs Deathstroke

Win - Granted, Slade says his healing factor is compromised in this fight, but when it comes down to it, that doesn’t make him fight better, just bypass damage. They trade blows pretty evenly but as soon as Slade seems like he might get a real hit on Jason, our Jay just shoots him and it’s over.

Robin War

Red Hood vs Robin (Damian Wayne)

Loss - This fight is short and completely stupid. Jason doesn’t land a hit, Damian essentially knocks him out with the ground.

Red Hood and the Outlaws (2016)

Red Hood vs Artemis of Bana-Migdall

Tie - Artemis has an overwhelming strength advantage over Jason, shattering his helmet with one punch and deflecting his bullets, but Jason does manage to briefly knock her out with the tazer in his bodyarmor, which some might call a win, but considering he was on the ropes most of the fight seems like a reach. After this they team up, and the fight ends without a clear victor.

Red Hood and Artemis of Bana-Migdall vs Orphan, Azrael, Batwing and Clayface

Loss - Hey, remember those fights with Azrael before in that trash comic that shall not be named? This is a more accurate representation of Jason’s strength. Jason starts off fighting Batwing, Clayface and Azrael, which he seems to easily be able to handle individually and in twos, while Artemis takes on Orphan and gets a hit in on the other opponents when there are openings. The fight seems pretty well in hand until Bizarro is taken out, causing Jason to turn to save him, at which point Batwing tasers him with a shot in the back. Despite technically losing, Jason was clearly superior to any single fighter on the other side who participated.

Red Hood vs Batman

Loss - This is the only time Jason has ever outright lost to Batman, but he was compromised and rushed through the entire battle, having been trying to rescue his friends and then reacting to their presumed death. He made a few defensive maneuvers and counters but it was clear he wasn’t trying to fight, whereas Batman beat at Jason, even when he was checkmated. Despite being rescued by Arsenal at the end of the battle, Jason definitely lost, but it’s difficult to say how invested he was in winning to begin with.

Teen Titans (2018) Annual 1

Red Hood vs Robin (Damian Wayne)

Win - Jason starts off the fight trying to avoid fighting or hurting Damian. He lets Damian get in a number of hits on him without retaliation, until Damian pulls some kind of box that seems to upset Jason enough to get a real fight going. At this point Jason destroys Damian, the kid really never had a chance. And Damian resorts to trying to stalemate Jason with a suicide bomb, which Jason calls Damian’s bluff on and just leaves the battle with Damian defeated.

Conclusions

Fights from the New 52 and onward involving Jason are inconsistent compared to those before the reboot.

In his own title he fights mostly within a team and has few solo fights with street-level martial artists to really gauge his abilities.

The few times he does though, it upholds the skill that he is shown to have in the preboot era, showing him defeat Lady Shiva, Ra’s Al Ghul and survive in a match against Bronze Tiger, Ravager and Artemis of Bana-Migdall.

Taking into account all of his feats, it’s pretty easy to point out which fights are outliers: every fight with Tim in Batman and Robin Eternal and the fight with Damian in Robin War. Some other fights in Batman Eternal are also suspect.

Before these instances Tim never really had much chance against Jason in past fights. He could get good hits but for the most part he was on the defensive and absolutely nothing has changed to make him suddenly superior enough to perform better in fights or treat Jason the way he does in those comic runs. Jason is just completely written out of character in those runs. He doesn’t even act like himself most of the time.

Similarly Damian beating Jason at all is stupid, especially since it’s later shown Jason is still superior enough to Damian to basically toy with him. Damian being shown easily defeating Tim is also dumb because Tim tends to do better against Jason than Damian so really Tim should be a slightly better fighter than Damian.

A number of other fights also show Jason not dodging big, clearly telegraphed punches or dive kicks that make him look really incompetent, and which he would never be shown getting hit with in his other appearances.

The only fight involving Jason in those comics I’m not dismissing out of hand is Jay vs Cass. Cassandra fans will probably be upset with Jason beating her, but with Jason easily beating Shiva, and Cassandra also shown beating Lady Shiva in Detective Comics, it’s consistent at least. I’m tempted to say she wasn’t really trying, but considering Jason was about to open her up, that would be a pretty dumb decision. Unlike Jason, all of Cassandra’s appearances from the preboot have been completely retconned, so you can’t take any of them into account in this new iteration of her.

Basically just anything involving Jason in Batman Eternal and Batman and Robin Eternal and Robin War is stupid and you shouldn’t base your idea of his character on either of those runs because they’ve proven themselves to be inconsistent with EVERYTHING ELSE EVER WRITTEN ABOUT HIM.

Honestly the only good thing about his appearances in those runs is he consistently has the best one-liners.

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geniedocroe · 4 years

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Hii! I'm sorry I have no clue how to use this and if it's the right place to write the BoB requests you asked for, so I hope it gets to you ❤️ I was thinking about one of the boys, probably Joey Lieb getting jealous bcs the girl he likes is flirting/talking/dancing with someone else? Hope it's okay or something you're getting all the time and your requests are still opened... anyway you're such a sweetheart, sending my love ❤️

TRULY MADLY DEEPLY

(joe liebgott X reader)

aww okay i love you so much. you’re an angel. i’m still taking requests and i’m sorry this took so long. i went back to school today and i was just trying to appreciate the time i had off. i’m in french class as i’m writing this 👀 also i kind of love george luz so i’m def using him heavily in this request. sorry for any spelling mistakes. i hope you like it 🥺 also if anyone can find my little one direction and friends easter egg then please tell me 😭

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joe never hid his feelings for you. everyone seemed to know that you had a special place in his heart . . . everyone but you. joe was your best friend and you always said it was nothing more. it hurt him but he had so much respect for you that he couldn’t push himself onto you. it just wasn’t right and it wasn’t fair.

you truly loved joe. some part of you was truly madly deeply in love with him. for some odd reason, you just couldn’t admit it. you didn’t even know how you felt. you were too focused on the war. and war was a difficult thing to comprehend when you were the only female paratrooper. war was difficult in general.

as of right now you were dancing with george luz and you were having the time of your life. you were spinning fast. your hands were on his shoulders and his were on your waist. this was the most fun you’d had in years. austria was going great for you.

joe sat across the room with malarkey, webster, nixon, heffron, and roe. it seemed as if everyone in the room was watching you and george dance. the two of you slowed as the song changed and george hugged you tightly.

“one last dance?”

“of course.”

you both swayed from side to side. your head rested on george’s shoulder. it was a pretty intimate moment but you could never have feelings for george and he could never have feelings for you. it was merely a mutual respect. the two of you loved one another dearly but only as best friends. after guarnere and toye each lost a leg you couldn’t really function. it affected you both greatly. you couldn’t live with out bill guarnere. george might’ve been your best friend but bill was definitely your soulmate.

from the corner of your eye you could see joe stand, blow cigarette smoke, and exit the bar. the song slowed and you separated from george. you jokingly curtsied before returning to the corner that joe previously sat in.

“what happened?” you asked, sitting down quickly.

“no clue. he just up and left.” webster shrugged and you immediately stood back up.

the men called after you as you left the bar, looking for joe. you found him outside with the same cigarette. he seemed like he had been crying. his eyes were red and there was definitely rivers down his cheeks. it hurt you to seen him like this. i mean, you had only seen him cry a handful of times.

“joey? what’s wrong?”

he quickly turned away from you, wiping away tears. he didn’t say anything as he moved away from you. your heart nearly broke in your chest. it had so many cracks in it. you could tell it wasn’t going to be able to survive much longer. someone would have to help you rebuild it from scratch. your mother didn’t spend nine months trying to form your heart for it to be broken in a matter of seconds.

“joe —“

“get lost, y/l/n.”

joe never used your last name. not unless he was angry with you and again that was only a handful of times. joe was giving off negative vibes and you just weren’t around for that. he was tense and you knew it. however, you knew how to stay calm and collected.

“well, could you tell me what i did? i’d like to make things right.”

joe whirled around to face you. “what you did . . . hm? i’ve been chasing after you for years. i’ve been in love with you for so godamn long. and for what? for you to be oblivious? for you to flirt with luz? for you to dance with him like that? i know i have no right being jealous when you aren’t even mine but seeing you with someone like that . . . i wish it was me. i wish i was the one that you were dancing with because you never take a second look at me. i know it’s not right to fall in love during a war when so many people are suffering but i just can’t help myself. you’re just too fucking lovable. we’re gonna go home after this war is over and i know some lucky guy is gonna marry you. he’ll get to have an amazing wife forever. he’ll get to share a house with you. he’ll get to have kids with you. he’ll get to share his life with you. i’ll be at home wondering why that couldn’t have been me. you wanna know what you did wrong and the answer is nothing. it’s not my place to be jealous but i am. i’m sorry. i love you, okay?”

“jesus joe. you should’ve just said something.” your stomach felt like it had just joined the olympics. you couldn’t tell if it was butterflies or alcohol. and if you were being honest . . . no one had ever confessed their feelings to you like this. you couldn’t believe joe was jealous of george.

“why should i have said something? it would’ve have changed a godamn thing. just forget this ever happened, alright? let me finish this cigarette and i’ll be back inside.” you opened your mouth to speak but joe interrupted you. “no hard feelings. i hope this doesn’t change anything between us.”

“joseph liebgott, will you listen to me please. for some reason i’ve tried to hide it. i’ve tried to push it away. it’s always been pushed deep down inside of me. i’m not in love with george. i could never be. he’s one of my best friends. when i was dancing with him, i wished it was you. i don’t wanna go home and get married to some veteran that doesn’t understand what we’ve been through. i want to go home with you. i want to buy a house with you. i want to marry you. i want to have a bunch of baby liebgotts. i want to wake up everyday and you be by my side. when i cry i want to have your shoulder to lean on. no one could ever comprehend what we’ve been through together. in all my life, i never thought i could be so lucky. it’s you joey. it’s always been you. it’ll never stop being you. i’m in love with you too.”

joe stared at you. “i can say that i was definitely not expecting that.”

you gave a short laugh before smiling at him. “just kiss me already dumbfuck.”

and he did.

#hbo war #band of brothers #band of brothers imagine #joe liebgott #joe liebgott imagine

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