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The Marriage Pact Part 2

From This Day Forward

AN: 🥹💕

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Synopsis: You ask your best friend Ariyana to plan your wedding while Jack takes the two of you on vacation before his tour is set to start and you tell him something that he finds surprising

Pairing: Fiancé!Jack Harlow x Fianceé!Reader

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It was around two in the morning when you finally decided that you had been in your heels and dress long enough and all you wanted to do was lay down in a comfy bed and drift off to sleep. Jack noticed how you were rocking back and forth in your heels, so he promptly decided to give you a piggyback ride so that there was less of a chance of you getting blisters on your feet.

Jack was going to go run and get a few things from his hotel room before coming back to yours while you decided to quickly change and put your hair up so that it would be easier for you to do tomorrow. You had just finished when there was an abrupt knock at the door. You were confused seeing as Jack had his own key unless he forgot it, but then you had a realization.

Urban.

You remember seeing the look on his face as Jack held up your left hand and kissed you and it was clear that he was thoroughly confused. You admit that leaving him in the dark for so long probably wasn’t the best idea and he definitely deserved an explanation from being blindsided by the both of you.

Once you swung open the door, there he was with his arms crossed just like earlier. He didn’t even bother greeting you and pushed his way in to sit on the couch in the corner and simply stared at you.

“Urby.”

“No, you do not get to Urby me. What the fuck was that? And you didn’t tell me?!”

“Just wait for Jack to get here and…”

“No need, I’m here.” You heard him say as the door opened at the same time. He placed everything he brought on the nightstand on what he considered his side of the bed before coming over next to you and Urban.

“Okay good, the both of you are here and now I need to know what’s going on.”

The both of you shared a look between each other before nodding and deciding that there was nothing to lose at this point.

“Why do you two always do that?”

“Do what?” The both of you answered at the same time clearly confused as to what he was getting at.

“The two of you stare at each other and have this silent conversation like the two of you know what the other one is thinking.”

“Well we have been attached basically since birth.” Jack replied while shrugging.

“Okay, I’m waiting! Stop stalling!”

“We made a marriage pact at seventeen.” You quietly said while looking at Urban who now looked more confused than he had been earlier in the night.

“Excuse me? A what?”

“A marriage pact, you know…” Jack started to explain, but Urban immediately cut him off.

“I know what it is! And the two of you what? Just decided to go for it? What the hell?”

“We made it when we were seventeen like Y/N said. We decided that if we were both single by the time that each of us were thirty that we would marry each other.”

All Urban did was give the two of you a blank stare while trying to come to terms with what you had just told him.

“Urby?”

“I… from the beginning I have told the both of you that you belong together but it took a marriage pact for it to actually happen?”

“It wasn’t that easy.”

“Uh yeah it was that easy. Jack likes Y/N and won’t shut up about it and Y/N likes Jack and won’t shut up about it. Boom, the easy solution was to ask each other out? So, is this like real?”

“Of course it’s real.” Jack was now starting to get a bit defensive which you caught on to and quickly grabbed his arm for him to calm down.

“But do you two even love each other? I mean I get it that you two have that best friends forever type of love but… you two are going from best friends to being husband and wife? You haven’t even been in a relationship with each other to know if you even mesh well.”

“We get along and barely ever have disagreements.” Jack answered while shrugging.

Urban immediately shook his head.

“That is not the same thing and both of you know it.”

“Why are you being so difficult about this?” You asked him because you seriously couldn’t understand what he was getting at.

“You do realize if this ends badly what could possibly happen right?”

“But it’s not going to end badly.” Jack replied as Urban continued to shake his head.

“Divorce and the two of you will end up hating each other. Oh and not to mention last time I checked, Y/N, you were Jack’s manager. Your mothers are best friends and that will probably be an issue and turn into the blame game of whose child’s fault it is and they might not even be friends after that. Did I get it all? So the two of you automatically think that the love that you have for each other is enough to sustain this?”

“I thought that you would be happy for us.” You quietly said and Jack immediately knew that you were now upset and planned on ripping Urban a new one.

“Don’t get me wrong, I am because the two of you getting together was all I ever wanted. I just…. I just want the both of you to be realistic. I don’t want either of you getting hurt because that is literally the last thing that I would ever want. This isn’t coming from a place of me not being supportive. I just want the best for both of you.”

The three of you were quiet for a few minutes before Urban spoke up.

“But if this is what the two of you want to do, then I’m 100% in and I’m going to be the supportive best friend. I already told you how I felt about it so do with that what you want. And I promise to not tell anyone about it, you definitely have my word and know that I’m good for it. I just… the two of you mean a lot to me and I don’t want this to blow up in your faces.”

Now the doubts in your mind slowly started to creep in.

Maybe Urban was right.

The two of you were too far in over your heads and it was probably going to turn out badly. Jack was your entire heart and you couldn’t imagine doing anything to hurt him and you know for a fact he wouldn’t think of doing anything to hurt you or to betray your trust.

Jack took note of how quiet you had gotten and planned on addressing it when it was just the two of you once Urban left.

“Well, it is now three in the morning and I’ll leave you two be. Just come get me once we’re ready to fly back home.” Urban quietly said as the both of you nodded.

Once Urban had left, the two of you crawled into bed in silence as thoughts were running rampant through both of your heads. More so you than Jack.

After plugging in his phone, Jack turned off the light leaving you both in the calm darkness and neither of you said a word.

About fifteen minutes had passed before Jack wrapped his arms around you and kissed your cheek.

“What if Urby’s right?” You whispered as you were trying to do your best to not let Jack know that you had been silently crying.

This was all you ever wanted.

To be married and have a life with Jack and the opportunity was right in front of you.

But what if you two aren’t meant to be together like the both of you want?

“Y/N….”

“No seriously. What if we get divorced and end up hating each other? You are literally one of the most important people in my life and you’ve always been in it. What if then all of a sudden you aren’t?”

“I’m going to need for you to stop being so negative. That isn’t like you at all.”

“Jackman, I am not being negative. I just….”

“We’re going to be fine and I don’t want you to get upset about what he said. All he wants is the best for us and we’re going to do this and make this work. You’re it for me and although I’ve known for a while, I was just scared to act on my feelings and didn’t want to push you away.”

“You could never push me away, you know better than that.”

“I admit, I went out with so many girls to get my mind off of you, but it never worked. It seemed as if you always had a boyfriend so when it got closer to your birthday and the both of us were single, I thought to myself that this was my chance.”

“I wish you would have told me sooner. I had it in my mind that the feelings weren’t reciprocated so I just went off and did my own thing.”

“But now, we have the rest of our lives for me to make it up to you.”

“Very true.”

“I’ve actually had your ring for a year now.”

You turned your body so that you were now facing Jack and although you couldn’t see his eyes, you could make out his features in the dark room.

“A year?”

“I… I knew if I didn’t do it then that I was probably going to back out. I remember going to the jeweler who did my Kentucky chain and I asked him to do your ring. And you want to know what he told me? If this is for Y/N like I think it is, then it’s about time. I just want to show you how you’re supposed to be loved because um no offense, every single boyfriend you’ve had has been an asshole and did not deserve you and I am not even being biased here because I liked you and wanted you for myself. I think that last one was the worst one.”

“Okay Harlow. I get it.” You responded while shaking your head.

“But what are we going to tell people? We have to have our stories straight. I mean truth be told it’s no one’s business but just in case.”

“That we started dating six months ago and then you proposed to me on my birthday. There. Simple.”

“Hmm, that works. What was your favorite gift that I got you? You still have another one waiting for you when we get back home.”

“Another one? I literally don’t need anything else. Well even though I loved the dress and the shoes along with the jewelry, I think that you kissing me was definitely my favorite gift.” You said being completely honest.

“Oh, was it now? I should have warned you before I did it. Just couldn’t help myself.”

“I didn’t mind, it caught me off guard a little but it’s fine.”

“I figured that it was mind-blowing seeing as that was probably the best kiss you’ve had in your life since your ex-boyfriends weren’t shit.”

“I had a feeling that you were going to say that.” You responded while rolling your eyes even though he couldn’t see you.

“Now that you’re with me, you’ll want for nothing and I can give you all the kisses you want.”

“Oh, is that so? Because I would like another one right now to help put me to sleep.”

Without a second thought, Jack immediately leaned down to kiss you and you eagerly kissed him back.

Once the two of you broke apart, Jack was lightly stroking your face as you laid on him.

"I wanted to ask you something." Jack started to say.

"Yes?"

"Do you still want a big family like you originally told me?"

"I am NOT giving you eight daughters so you can fucking forget it."

"I didn't even say anything about that! But seriously, what's your limit? You have to be the one to carry them so it's up to you. I'm good with whatever you decide."

"Three is my limit. Maybe four but that is absolutely my cut off."

"Can't wait until we have three small versions of us running around."

"And I already know that they'll have your big ass head." You muttered and you could hear Jack suck his teeth.

"You didn't have to say all that."

"Love you boo bear."

"No you don't and you can't convince me otherwise."

"I will kick you out. Keep in mind this is my room and you are a guest."

"So, that's how you treat your guests?"

"I will make sure the plane leaves you here later today."

"That's okay. I'll just call your mom and tell her you left me knowing that I need adult supervision at all times."

"Hmm, no lies told. You would think that because you’re the oldest that you would be the responsible one, but no."

"I….. we are literally EIGHT days apart!" Jack started to say but you immediately started to laugh.

"Go to sleep! We have to be up at 8 and I can imagine that it's now close to 4."

"Fine, but this conversation is far from over."

"It is for now."

"And to think I bought your ass a G Wagon."

"Wait, what!?" You exclaimed.

"Goodnight." Jack said as he turned away from you, but you quickly grabbed his arm to turn him back.

"You can't just say that out of nowhere with no explanation! That’s an expensive ass car!"

"I can and I did. Night baby girl."

"Jackkkkkk, can you at least tell me what color it is?"

"No, I have a big head and I always need adult supervision, remember? You'll find out when you see it."

"Pleaseeeee?"

"No. Go to sleep."

"Fine." You said with a huff and got settled in next to him.

After a few minutes, you heard him whisper in your ear.

"Black and gray."

"I KNEW IT!"

—

The two of you had been back in Louisville for a few weeks while Jack was adamant about you moving all of your things from your condo to his house but you weren’t budging. The only way he got you to agree was that you would keep it as a place to relax if you needed to. You loved it and there was no way you were about to give it up.

"Baby girl, it just makes more sense."

"No and I'm not budging. I love my condo and I am NOT selling it." You responded while crossing your arms.

"But we have more space here."

"So?"

"There is no way we can fit three kids in your condo."

"My answer is no, Jackman."

"Okay, okay. I don't want to fight with you so how about we compromise?"

"What do you suggest?" You said while rolling your eyes, but Jack saw and quickly pinched your cheek while you were trying to swat his hand away.

"Keep your condo as is but move in with me seeing as nine times out of ten your ass is over here every day anyway. Leave everything there and I'll buy you all new things. How does that sound?"

You didn't say anything for a few minutes while rocking back and forth on your heels contemplating what Jack had just said.

"I guess." You finally said with a sigh as Jack pulled you into a hug.

"I already always take care of you so you know I'm good for that. Anything you want or need, all you have to do is ask. And yes you can bring your Care Bear collection that you love so much."

"I know seeing as how much shit I put up with from you and I was bringing it anyway."

“HEY!”

“Did I lie?”

"I’m ignoring you. And I mean, you literally basically live with me anyway so is this really going to be a big change?"

"No, but when you would piss me off that's where I would go."

"Wait, what? All you told me was that you were going to Target and Starbucks!"

"And I would always come back and bring you something too, so what's the problem?"

"I… I'll let it slide."

"Good and now I'm going to meet Ari for lunch. You and Urban act like you got some sense while I'm gone."

"No promises." You heard from behind you and immediately sighed.

You turned around to see Urban, Clay, Sunni, and Cope.

"Do not call me to bail any of you out and on that note, I'm leaving. Clay, you're in charge because I do not trust the rest of them."

"Aye aye captain!" Clay said while everyone else rolled their eyes.

"That was ONE time!" Sunni exclaimed and all you did was look at him with a blank stare as Cope stifled a laugh.

"Anyway, bye." You started to grab your pink crossbody bag and phone when you heard Jack clear his throat.

"Excuse me? Aren't you forgetting something?"

"Oh! My keys! Can't drive anywhere without them!"

"Really!? So you aren't going to kiss your fiance?" Jack asked as you heard audible gasps from behind you.

"Wait, her WHAT?" Sunni and Cope exclaimed while looking between the both of you.

"Oh, yeah. We haven't really told a lot of people yet, but yes." Jack answered and Clay looked unfazed since he already knew while Urban’s facial expression was hard to read.

Urban was the only other person who knew about the pact and the two of you haven't really talked since you told him, but knew that he and Jack had.

"Since when have you two been together!? How did I miss this!? And Sunni you owe me 100 dollars. I told you that they would get married."

"I'm not giving you shit until they actually walk down the aisle."

"Do we have a date yet?"

"No, and we haven't even started planning, but we will soon."

"Are you just going to get Ari to do it?" Clay asked as he made himself comfortable on the couch.

"I can see what she says since I'm about to see her. But for now, bye." You replied as you reached up to kiss Jack who then gave you several kisses in return.

"Never thought I'd see the day." You heard Cope say and Urban quickly agreed.

"Me either."

Since you couldn't exactly read his facial expression, you didn't know if he was being sarcastic or not but decided to let it slide and tell Jack about it later. But truth be told, you probably weren't.

"Text me when you get there so I know you’re safe."

"Promise I will."

You had sent Ari a text that morning telling her that you were in the mood for some seafood and both of you decided to meet up at one of the most popular seafood restaurants in Louisville. The two of you had just ordered your drinks with an appetizer of crab dip when Ari quickly turned the conversation to the subject of the wedding.

“I am literally so happy and excited for you! I always knew that you two would end up together. I was tired of you two dumbasses making googly eyes at each other.”

“Bitch, shut up, but I’m happy too, I just know that he is always going to have my best interest and never do anything to hurt me.”

“He literally cannot take his eyes off of you every time you walk in a room. I can’t believe that it took this long for you two to actually get together. Do we have a wedding date set?” She asked while wiggling her eyebrows.

“Not yet, and more than likely it probably wouldn’t be until next year anyway seeing as he’s about to be touring again and so much is happening in between that. We’ll probably do little things with planning, but I’ll wait until he has a longer break to focus on the big things like where we’re going to have it and the venue.”

“I am literally just sitting here waiting for you to ask me to plan it. It’s not like your best friend isn’t a whole wedding planner.”

You and Ari met in middle school and the two of you quickly became close. She had been a wedding planner since she turned twenty three and it was truly her passion. Any time that anyone had any type of event going on in Louisville, she was often the first person that people called. It wasn’t uncommon for her to be booked all year and if people wanted her for an event, they had to book her months in advance.

“You have enough going on right now, I didn’t want to add to it.”

“You are literally my best friend on the entire fucking planet. Fuck everyone else, I’m planning your wedding and you are NOT paying me a dime for it.”

“Wait, Ariyana! I can’t just…. No… absolutely not! I have to pay you something!” You said as you took a sip of your water and looked over at her in disbelief.

“No, you don’t. I am just so happy that this is finally happening for you and it’s the least that I can do. I just…. Your face at your birthday party when Jack held up your hand to show off the ring? I have never in my life seen you happier. This is forever and it’s meant to be. I am doing this for free because I love you and you mean a lot to me and this is literally what I do all day, every day. You and Jack will not have to lift a finger. I’ll do everything including the bachelorette and bachelor parties. I don’t trust Urban to do it even though I know he’s going to be the best man. I’ll start a group chat between me, you, and Jack so we can get this plan in motion. This is going to be the wedding of the century.”

“Oh lord. Don’t do anything too crazy, promise me?”

“And I didn’t hear a thing that you just said because I am getting this group chat started and…. Eat your crab dip and let me work.”

“Here we go.”

“Oh, question. Does Jack know about um? You know? But I mean he’s had to dick you down by now.” She replied while shrugging and finishing up the text.

Your eyes suddenly went wide and knew that you had to make up a story in record time.

“I mean he is about to be your husband after all and wait a minute…. Yall have never done it?! Because why are you looking at me like that?”

“Don’t be so loud, Ari!”

“I was just saying. I admire you for it but I have another question…. Did you wait so long because you wanted it to be Jack? For your first I mean? Because you’ve had a lot of boyfriends. Truth be told, none of them deserved to take it but that’s a different story for a different day.”

“I just wanted to wait until I was married, but that has actually never come up in a conversation. The fact that it’s going to be Jack is just a plus.”

“What the? How? Haven’t you two been together for a while?” Ari was now looking at you with a confused face and you were doing your best to try and not get nervous and ramble. She knew when you rambled too fast that you were lying.

“Six months.”

“And in those six months, you never thought about ripping off Jack’s clothes and having him dick you down?”

“Of course I have but I just…. I know he’s not the type of person to rush me and he told me that whenever I was ready to let him know. He’s not like these other guys out here that will go out and cheat on you when you tell him that.”

“He really is your soulmate, huh?” Ari said while smiling at you.

“He definitely is.”

“I’m just so happy for you and I’m never going to get tired of saying it. You deserve all the happiness in the world.”

Now the biggest thing going forward was what you had to tell Jack.

You had never had sex before because you were simply waiting for the right person and the right moment for it to happen.

You just hoped that when you did tell him, he wasn’t going to go out and cheat on you like all of you ex-boyfriends did even though you told them from the beginning.

They would claim that they were okay with it, but that would only last for so long. A few also accused you of lying and then seeing how close you were with Jack, just assumed that you were cheating on him.

But you knew that he was different.

A good different.

When you had gotten back from being out with Ari for the majority of the afternoon and evening, it was around nine at night and Jack was simply laying on the couch flipping through channels trying to find something to watch.

“I should have known Ari was going to kidnap you like she always does and have you out for the majority of the day.”

“Well, I’m back now and no one called me for bail money and my fiancé is still in one piece so we’re good.” You answered while sitting on the couch opposite him and sliding off your shoes.

All Jack was doing was eyeing you and you were thoroughly confused.

“What? What’s wrong?” You curiously asked.

“Why are you over there and so far away from me? You don't love me anymore?”

All you did was roll your eyes and smile as you came and sat next to him and he pulled you onto his lap.

"You know better than that."

“Now, that’s more like it.” Jack said as he squeezed you and kissed your cheek.

“Such a big baby.” You replied as you shook your head.

“Only for you.”

“What did you do all day without me?”

“Wait for you to come back.”

“You get on my last nerve. You are so unserious.”

“I’ve only been serious once in my life, when I asked you to marry me and that’s it. But I’m going to need for you to go and pack your suitcase because we have somewhere to be.”

“Wait, huh? Where are we going? Tour is…” Jack immediately cut you off.

“I know that tour is about to start, but I want to spend time with my fiancé that won’t be interrupted by anyone else so we’re taking a little trip. I want you all to myself."

“Where are we going? I need to know what clothes to pack.”

“It’s somewhere that you’ve always wanted to go and every time I tried to take you something came up so we’re going now.”

“That can only be two places.”

“Mmm hmm.”

“Thailand?! The elephant sanctuary?!”

Elephants were in fact your favorite animal and you were very disappointed when you got older to find out that you couldn't have one as a pet.

“No, but I’ll take you soon.”

“Then that means…. THE MALDIVES?!?”

All Jack did was smile at you as you continued to squeal.

“When are we leaving?!”

“Around midnight so we need to hurry up.”

“Then why are we sitting here? Come on!” You exclaimed while standing up and grabbing Jack’s hand to pull him up.

You went up the steps two at a time before running into the master bedroom closet and taking out your biggest suitcase and opening it as Jack was behind you simply laughing.

It helped that a lot of your clothes were already there since like Jack mentioned, you spent a lot of your time there with him anyway.

You were scrambling around the closet deciding on which bathing suits to bring when you decided on your black and white polka-dot, bubblegum pink, lavender, and yellow.

"Hmm that's probably all you need to bring." You heard Jack say from behind you and you couldn’t help but to roll your eyes.

"Sir, I cannot walk around everywhere in a bikini."

"Who says you can't? That just means easier access for me. For you know whenever that time comes."

You tried not to let it show on your face how nervous that made you when he said that, but simply went over to grab a few of your sun dresses along with sandals to match.

"Aren't you going to pack too?" You asked Jack while turning around to look at him and he quickly shook his head no.

"I already did, I was just here to help you if you needed it."

"You? Help me? I'm used to it being the other way around."

"HEY! I am not that bad!"

"I beg to differ, but okay babe. Whatever you say." You answered while walking over to where your jewelry was.

"Wait, am I really that bad?"

All you did was give him a look in response.

"Never mind. From the look on your face, don't answer that."

—

Jack had told you that the two of you would be staying for a week before going back home, packing again, and then the tour would kick off overseas before finally ending in Louisville right before Christmas.

It was now your last night there and you were currently sitting outside on the balcony while gazing up at the stars that peppered the sky. You then saw Jack come and sit next to you and now the two of you were in a comfortable silence until you broke it.

"Thank you for this. This was one hell of a first date."

"I had to set the tone. But you’re welcome and you know I'll do anything for you. All you have to do is ask."

"Literally a trip to Miami would have been fine."

"No it wouldn't when you've been there 300 times."

"Good point."

"Want to go for one last swim before we leave tomorrow?"

You eagerly nodded your head and quickly took off your cover up to display the lavender bathing suit underneath. Jack was admiring the view as you walked down the stairs into the water with him following close behind you.

You couldn't get over how clear the water was underneath you and you were sad that you only had a few hours of this left.

You couldn’t remember the last time that you went on a vacation and this was definitely needed. More than likely you wouldn't be able to do this again until after the two of you were married and on your honeymoon that you had yet to decide what the two of you were going to do for.

"You're quiet. What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Jack asked as he came up behind you to wrap his arms around your waist.

"That we won't be able to do this again for a while."

"The honeymoon will be here before you know it."

"Ari probably has that planned already too knowing her."

"I don't mind. That's one less thing that we have to worry about."

"Are we…. Are we really sure about this?" You asked as Jack turned you around to look at him.

"I'm 100% sure that I love you and I want to marry you. Been in love with you for a while now."

"But…"

"I have literally seen you at your best and at your worst. I know for a fact that I made the right decision when I got your ring made and proposed to you. Who cares what anyone says about it. We know it's real and you know that I won't do anything to hurt you or do something that will have you question the love that I have for you. I'm here to remind you for the rest of our lives how much you mean to me."

"I love you too and thank you for that."

"I know how much you've been hurt in the past and all that stops right now. You have my word." Jack answered as he leaned down to kiss you with him eagerly kissing you back. It was almost as if both of you were desperate. Jack then placed his hands underneath your thighs and you took this as an opportunity to wrap your legs around his waist as he deepened the kiss.

Jack then placed your back against one of the pillars that held the bungalow that you were staying in up and untied the back of your bikini top.

Then you suddenly froze.

“I.. uh…”

“What’s wrong?” Jack asked as he was now placing kisses along your collarbone while slowly massaging your left breast. When you still didn’t say anything he stopped.

“Baby girl, what’s on your mind?”

“Um… I’ve never….”

“You’ve never what?”

“I’ve never had sex before.”

It was quiet for a few seconds as he peered down at you to see if you were in fact serious.

“Wait, never?”

You simply shook your head and looked down.

Jack immediately put his finger under your chin to lift your head up so that he could see your eyes.

“Baby, that is nothing to be embarrassed about. I just assumed that you had and I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable just now.” He said while reaching behind you in order to tie it again.

“That’s why just about all my boyfriends would cheat on me even though I told them from the beginning that I wanted to wait.”

“There is absolutely nothing wrong with wanting to wait and now I really see them as assholes for doing that to you.”

“I feel like an anomaly.”

“You definitely aren’t and it’s probably more common than you think.” Jack replied while still holding you up.

“I’m sorry.”

“What? What are you apologizing for? You didn’t do anything wrong. We have plenty of time for that. Literally the rest of our lives. I just want for you to be sure that you’re ready. I am in no way, shape, or form going to rush you. I’m not like them and going to go out and cheat on you.”

“I know.” You quietly said while looking down again.

“Look at me, pretty girl.”

Once you did he kissed your forehead, both of your cheeks, before going to your lips and giving you several kisses.

“No rush, okay? You just tell me when you’re ready.”

You simply nodded your head before Jack set you back down and all you did was let out a sigh.

“Just know when the time comes, I’m going to make sure that it’s extra special.”

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catcrazyx · 1 year

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for the ask game...... KAITO!! :D

EHEHE MY BABY!!!!!!!!! :DD THANK YOU!! Of course my fav character of all time, like really :3 right up there with Chiaki eheh.

Favorite thing about them: Basically everything!! He's such a complex and interesting character, I feel like there's soooo much to him, he's so cool to get to know more of, and his character alone gives me the opportunity to explore a lot of deep interesting topics and seeing things more grey rather than black and white. Besides, he's not perfect, and even though I love him, I found myself disagreeing with him a lot, which is seriously so amazing, I love flawed characters which make them more relatable and human!! Now more into Kaito himself, LIKE HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING, LIKE HE ACTUALLY ALWAYS CARED ABOUT EVERYONE AND WANTED EVERYONE TO SURVIVE AND FOLLOW THEIR DREAMS AND BE HAPPY! He hides himself bc he's scared to be seen as weak, but also bc he's scared of not being relied on, and if nobody relies on him he can't help anyone. He always puts others above himself even if he appears a bit cocky sometimes, he shows to be very insecure deep down, when he said "you fell for a guy like me" I literally CRIED, he deserves so much love. When I first saw him I thought he was a bit out there, and his design was not my thing, apart from the space design on the jacket, but now he's like super hot, everything about his design is beautiful bc it's so unique of him and I love him, even that stupid goatee I wanna touch it so badly AHHHH Kaito with his hair down also >>>>>> -

Least favorite thing about them: Like I said Kaito is not perfect, and what I dislike about him has got to be how he treated Ryoma. I wish they had gotten a better treatment like in the manga we get to see how Kaito really feels about Ryoma and Ryoma would also surely appreciate that support. But in the game, Kaito was very insensitive for sure, I consider that there's more deep down besides the idol thing, like, everybody forgets that Kaito was already dying by that point and he knew that. Him seeing his idol giving up on life when Kaito thinks he has a "choice" (it's not a matter of choice, but following Kaito's train of thought here) but Kaito himself does not have a choice, he has so many dreams but he knows he's dying and I feel like that must have had some impact on why he treated Ryoma like that, relating again, with the fact Ryoma was his idol, someone whom he admired to follow his own dreams, so I know it must be heartbreaking for Kaito, but it was still very insensitive, and I really wish they at least had some better interactions in UTDP, bc I really think these two deserved to be on better terms. -

Favorite line: J-Just one???? Nah, that's illegal. Here have a bunch of lines: 1. "Being able to share your burdens with others… that's how you get stronger" 2. "Hey! Were you guys making out while I was gone?!" 3. "Hey! Who you calling NPC, you A-S-S!?" 4. "If you want to give up, wait until you've done everything you possibly can!" 5. "The impossible is possible! All you gotta do is make it so!" 6. "No matter how many times we fight, we smile in the end... that's what true friendship is!" 7. "Sometimes you gotta be a little reckless to make your dreams a reality!" 8. "That could have been anyone walking around in women's underwear! Even me!" 9. "That's because, limits don't exist unless you set them yourself" 10. "I believe in you." -

BrOTP: With Himiko!! Not actually related, they are best friends! I had made a "understand my friendship" in 5 minutes post where I showed a bit their dynamic. Kaito sending Himiko very cute memes and images, while Himiko sending cursed things just to scare Kaito, but in a lighthearted way! Kaito actually believed in Himiko's magic or at least on how she wants to make people smile with her magic and I'm sure he'd help her believe in herself more. Also Kaito would totally give Himiko piggyback rides when she's tired!!! Another BrOTP is with Kazuichi! They'd be such good bros! Ahh I wish they had interacted at some point, they'd totally bond! I love how some people made comics showing how Kaito would help Kazuichi get over Sonia, move on and become someone he can be proud of, learning to love himself and chase his passions. Also how Kazuichi would talk about rockets with Kaito, I love them so much!! -

OTP: SAIMOTA IS LOVE, SAIMOTA IS LIFE!! They support, admire, love, care, never judge one another. They are so sweet and so cute and adorable and they are also so gay, like... I could be here talking about them forever (I was, but CHARACTER LIMIT ON TUMBLR SOMEHOW??) Anyway, they fit so many themes and aesthetics, like, Saimota is literally SEASONS, like, spring, summer, autumn, winter!! They also fit so well either cottage core or even like city streets, neon lights, parties, they are perfect in every way. They hold hands to comfort each other. They switch their roles a lot, always support each other equally and communication is really their strength!! They already went through that development in the game, and it's perfect. Anyway, special other OTP mentions: Training Trio, Oumota, Amamota, Akamota, Momoharu, Gokumota, Cyberspace and basically yeah, any ship with Kaito is great. -

NOTP: With Junko. Keep her away from my boy. I saw some people make some headcanons of them interacting, no, no no no no NO. My boy deserves love and happiness! -

Random headcanon: Kaito never met his dad and his mom left him, so that's why he grew up with his grandparents. He was always dreaming and studying so he was actually a very lonely kid, but he'd always be happy and smiling bc he wanted to make his dreams come true! Also all of Kaito's clothes have some sort of space design or space related thing about them bc I say so. -

Unpopular opinion: Kaito is not homophobic or misogynistic. He has toxic masculinity traits, but he always respects women, he may have made some sexist comments, but it was never out of hate for women or for seeing them as less than men?? Kaito didn't see Maki as weak because she was a girl, he invited her to the meeting of who would fight Monokuma in ch.1, he also invited a bunch of other girls, he clearly respected their strength. Even if he says "a man shouldn't apologise so easily" Kaito does apologise when he needs to and he also says that to Kaede, he tells her to not apologise for something that's not her fault, clearly showing how he doesn't treat women differently. And he's not homophobic just because of a very misplaced word that came out of nowhere and didnt' mean anything for anything at anything in the story, characters, dynamics, relationships, plot, nothing. It was put there by the writers for nothing, it has no relation to Kaito's character at all, there's no other evidence of him being "homophobic", he's not homophobic!!! He may have some traditional views, and Kaito is stubborn about a lot of things, but he cares about others and I'm sure if they'd teach him more about it, he'd try his best to respect it, bc he can see the good in people deep down and that's always what he cares about the most! - Another unpopular opinion is that PG Kaito is not a bully, he's pretty chill actually, I consider him intimidating, but not physically violent!! I hate how everyone just decided to make him a bully to find an excuse to hate on Kaito. Kaito doesn't even have a canon sad face PG sprite in the wiki, for me he's even more chill than IG Kaito, he's just protective over the ones he loves. He'd NOT bully Kokichi or Shuichi, instead he'd be stepping in to protect them!! -

Song i associate with them: Oooo I have A LOT. I have already made a video for him with the song "Stressed Out - Twenty One Pilots", but I have many others, which I don't want to reveal bc I plan on making a video with them in the future, so it's a surprise :) -

Favorite picture of them:

THE WAY HE LOOKS AT SHU LIKE HE'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING HE'S EVER SEEN, HE BELIEVES IN HIM AND IN HIS SKILLS AND AWWW HE'S SO PROUD

#ask game #kaito momota #ndrv3 #catcrazy #ask #saimota #saihomo #homosai

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sleepy-moron · 2 years

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Totally definitely 1000% accurate volume 2 leaks. I know these things happen because I live inside of Netflix's server room and have seen them with all 34 of my physical eyes and all 71 of my spiritual eyes:

This is in no particular order

- Vecna is defeated via Uno reverse card and it is revealed his greatest secret is his phobia of eggplants which is why Noah described the season with that emoji

- El calls Henry a little bitch and then puts on some sick aviators and then gets to slap Brenner because she deserves it

- Will actually is the one summoning the tender emotional music and he uses it as sonar so he can see all five dimensions of the upside down. Will's painting is unrelated to the upside down plot but Mike does get to see it and cried because of how much he loves it.

- Mike gets vecna'd and is put into gay baby jail which is just a little terrarium surrounded by the homophobic dog meme and with a chorus of menacing voices chanting "Mike Wheeler I know what you are"

- Lucas gets vecna'd and his vision is being the only person on the basketball team to not know the choreography to a flash mob they spontaneously decide to do. This is set to time warp from Rocky horror picture show

- The sheer power of Kate Bush allows Max to 1v1 a demogorgon..... it's cool as hell

- Dustin gives Eddie a pep talk so good it causes bardic inspiration to work in the real world and Eddie gets advantage on his next skill check

- Eddie proceeds to shred such a sick guitar solo that all of the demobats spontaneously combust

- Argyle turns into Michelangelo from the teenage mutant Ninja turtles

- Johnathan gets Mike and Will to confess their feelings for each other and the raw gay power that this unleashes opens a portal so the Russia gang can get back to Hawkins

- Steve manages to beat up vecna's stupid clock with his bat..... saving everybody else from being vecna'd

- Erica gets to dive the pizza van and does a Tokyo drift montage while highway to hell plays in the background

- Robin gives Nancy a piggyback ride while Nancy dual wields guns like Laura Croft and the sapphic vibes are so intimidating the Russians immediately surrender Hopper through the portal

- Nancy finds out Robin likes girls and her response is "bitch me too the fuck?"

- Hopper finally gets to ask Joyce out on another date and now he has a bitchin sword and his daughter back....life is good

- The mind flayer attempts to possess Joyce as a way to get to Will but her sheer pflag mom clout renders her immune

- Murray calls everyone oblivious and then leaves to go make some risotto

And for the cliffhanger: Karen says she's divorcing Ted and then we cut to black

#byler #byler tumblr #stranger things 4 #stranger things #and then everyone clapped #stranger things leaks

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vs-redemption · 2 years

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Yeah, it's good to have them around,they ground me wherever I get to over excited *He chuckles* Coach has also been great as for the matter. He knows being a pro can be quite hard. I like the photoshoots they are funny and the interviews are not so bad. I guess it's just this season has been a bit rushed and I ended up needed some time for me, which I'm actually grateful for. I missed you like crazy!

*He enjoys seeing you chopping, cutting around and making noise as you cook and he is quick in getting meeting with his team is something you are looking forward too , your bubbling making him feel extra happy for some reason* Don't worry about it baby owlet! I will get it ready for mid season time off so we can all spend some time together! It's really gonna be a great time! Hey! Hey! Hey! *He exclaims happily and his smiles widens when he sees how tasty your meal looks. He tries it and hums in happiness at the amazing mix of flavours* This is in-credible baby owlet! Truly! Missed this so much! Taste it yourself! You have really overdone yourself with this one, seriously it's amazing! *He says as he eats slowly really taking the time to enjoy your meal and appreciate the time and dedication you put on it*

Yes... I missed him. He is now working on Thrillers so I'm gonna gift him a book with popular jokes so he can at least crack a laugh and read something different from what he is doing at his job now! The girl sounds incredibly cute, he showed me a pic, it's tiny and bubbly and really feminine.... With a natural grace... I think she complements him well. I hope for them both to be happy and I'm pretty sure she's going to adore you! It can't happen in any other way having Akaashi being my best friend! But what is important Noe is for you to eat something as well and too tell me what you wanna do cause I was already counting the piggyback ride on out plans, Cindy! So go ahead!, I'm your for the next two weeks!

*He says happily looking at you, waiting with a surprising patience for you to think we'll about what would you like to do the most*

Bokuto K.

(😘😘😘)

Even if the season gets hectic, it’s a relief to me knowing you have a support system to keep you on track. *I raise my eyebrows at him, laughing* Bo… you might think the photoshoots are funny, but I don’t think the people looking at those photos are laughing. I think they’re checking you out with all those beefy muscles!

*I put the food on a plate and bring it over to serve him, taking a second to lean in for a kiss* Do you even know how hot you are, baby? I’m pretty sure you’re the sexiest hunk on the team.

*I kiss him one more time before sliding into the chair beside him with my own plate. It makes me so happy to hear how much he loves my food* You really think it’s good? I’ve been practicing my cooking since you’ve been away. I wanted to surprise you with the kind of delicious meals you deserve.

*I giggle about his gift idea for Akaashi and nod along when he tells me about Akaashi’s new girlfriend. She sounded nice enough and I couldn’t wait to meet her.* It’s a nice day today, so after we eat I’d like to go to the park and take a walk through the gardens. If there’s anything you’d like to do too I’d be happy to hear. You must miss certain things about home right? And later you said you made reservations for dinner. I’m excited for that.

(Hey mod! Thanks for the Bokuto cheer up! 🥰🥰 I’m really excited for that piggyback ride! Love you and hope you’re doing well!)

#🦉bokuto anon #BestAnonSquad #Bokuto Anon #I picture him laughing as he’s doing photoshoot poses and everyone else is just like 👀#he do be a big beefy boy #love him!#my owl ace

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rachthechaosbi · 3 years

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Ok so I’ve seen Neil is touch starved headcanons before,,, but what about Kevin?

Kevin grew up in the Nest, he probably didn’t get a lot, if any, physical touch that wasn’t meant to hurt so when he gets it with the foxes it’s like a dying man getting a sip of water

it starts with Abby

(because I feel like Abby is often overlooked by the fandom and deserves much better)

anyway we all remember the way Kevin just CLINGS to Abby after the Kathy Ferdinand interview right?

so when Kevin is upset, he often finds himself walking to Abby, sometimes unconsciously, sometimes not

but he just likes to be held by her and feel protected and warm and comforted because she’s his mother figure okay

next is Wymack

in my personal opinion, Wymack tends to clap foxes on the back after games or practices, no matter who is standing next to him (except Andrew or Neil, he knows better)

more often than not, that person is Kevin

and Kevin??? loves it???

(physical affection from DAD that’s my DAD)

(it takes a while for Kevin to adjust to having his father in his life, but he really truly does love it)

so he ends up trying to stand next to Wymack As Much As Possible

Andrew isn’t really one for physical affection

but Kevin savors Every Damn Touch He Can Get

even if it’s just Andrew barely brushing his back with his fingers

he finds himself leaning into the touches

with Neil, it’s mostly exy related

(because when you put Kevin Day and Neil Josten together, what else is it really going to be?)

tight side hugs after games, high fives after good plays, that weird sort of helmet grate bump thing football players do

Aaron isn’t much in the way of physical affection, but sometimes Kevin will find himself leaning against Aaron when they’re on the bench or in the locker room

Aaron tolerates it, and Kevin Very Much Enjoys It because we all know twinyard shoulders are big and strong and can hold the world

Nicky is very very very very very excited in true Nicky fashion when he realizes that Kevin actually likes physical affection

one word: hugs

many

hugs

Nicky will hug Kevin constantly, whether it’s side hugs, bear hugs, i’m going to jump and you better fucking catch me hugs, anything

sometimes it’s too much for Kevin, but Nicky realizes this and will back off when asked

but he really finds a place with the upperclassmen

because the upperclassmen have had years together, and they cuddle like NOBODYS business

(because I said so)

one movie night, Renee notices Kevin staring at their cuddle pile and asks quietly if he would like to join them

Kevin almost cries

he is with his people and he is warm and happy and falls asleep in the cuddle pile

(Allison may or may not have taken a photo for blackmail)

after this, he gets all the casual touch from the upperclassmen he could ever wanr

Matt gives him piggyback rides, even if Kevin is only two inches shorter

because according to Matt, “piggyback isn’t a phase, it’s a lifestyle”

they frequently get weird looks around campus

“is that Kevin Day??? on his teammate’s back???”

after practices, sometimes Kevin gets tired, because, you know, he’s an athlete and stuff

so he sits on the floor and leans against couches while he’s yelling at the foxes

one day he doesn’t pay attention to where he sits (Wymack made them run FORVER again)

and he sits down in front of the upperclassmen, and while he’s yelling Dan just starts playing with his hair because she’s bored and he does this Every Damn Day (I’m assuming this is after they’ve showered because otherwise ew)

and Kevin just stops functioning

the entire room is silent

until Allison breaks the silence with a “it’s that easy??? that’s all we had to do???”

so now Allison and Dan will frequently just start playing with Kevin’s hair while he yells to make him shut up

(Kevin knows what they’re doing. it’s not working. maybe it’s working. shut your fat fucking face Aaron)

Renee doesn’t really have a Thing™️, but she is extremely observant, and she always has a knack for knowing when Kevin needs to be touched and what type of touch he needs

this got MUCH longer than expected, but have some touch starved Kevin getting his physical affection at last

it’s good for the soul

#aftg #aftg textpost #all for the game #the foxhole court #abby winfield #david wymack #coach wymack #andrew minyard #neil josten #aaron minyard #kevin day #renee walker #allison reynolds #matt boyd #nicky hemmick #aftg headcanon #dan wilds

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its-nebula · 3 years

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V3 Boys With an Overdramatic Fem!S/O

Sigh.

That's all he does is just sigh.

He tries to word things in a way that wouldn't make you feel the need to do any theatrics, but sometimes it can't be avoided.

"S/O... We can't go on our date tonight. I'll be too caught up with work, and... there she goes."

He watched as you rested your hand on your forehead, falling backwards onto the couch, telling him to "go, go on without you".

He jumped when he heard dramatic organ music, and looked to see Kaede playing ab organ right in your living room.

"K-Kaede?! When did you-? Why is-?! How-"

Kaede shrugged, pressing the keys as you continued your monologue.

"She hired me, and I get to play an organ!"

It's a good thing he has patience!

He doesn’t quite know how to keep you from reacting in the way that you do, so he just lets it happen.

“S/O, my dear, you know that I’ll gladly support you through any emotional turmoil you may face...but all they announced was that this was their final season-”

He watched as you laid across your special fainting couch, whining about how you would have to suffer when your favorite show ended.

“Hmm... I never knew that human emotions could be so fragile before I met you.”

Kiyo didn’t mean it in a bad way, but he regretted saying anything after seeing your reaction.

“Now, now! All I meant was that, according to the studies I’ve conducted, most people usually save these dramatics for the theatre.”

Kiyo, stop talking.

“Really, I think you may have a natural affinity for it, S/O! Nobody would be able to compete with your over exaggeration of the emotions that you display, not by a mile~”

Kiyo. Stop. Talking.

A match made in Clown Hell.

The Drama King and Queen.

I hope everybody around you has prepared themselves because there is absolutely no turning back.

If somebody were to insult you, you’d act like you’d been shot in the heart, falling into Kokichi’s arms.

“No...NO! S/O! Why? Why would you do this to my precious Queen?!”

Here come the crocodile tears.

Don’t worry, it works the other way around too.

“What did you just say? You think we’re overdramatic? WAAAAAAAAAAAAH, I CAN’T EVEN EXPRESS MY EMOTIONS ANYMORE!”

The two of you could fill a pool with how many tears you produce.

Sometimes Kaede plays the piano for dramatic effect.

“Kaede, will you stop encouraging them? This is a serious problem.”

“I don’t know, I just think it’s kind of funny.”

He's just... over it man.

Ryoma just really does not care anymore.

Every time he tells you news he already knows what’s coming.

“Well, S/O, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but I heard the dog dies in the movie.”

Cue his girlfriend crying and monologuing about how the poor animal deserves to live!! He deserves to live!!

“...are you done yet?”

Everyone else in the movie theater lobby was staring at you after you’d been wailing about how Hollywood deserves to perish for their crimes.

Ryoma didn’t really like being the center of attention, so he just grabbed your hand and led you to the movie, a little embarrassed.

He doesn't get it :(.

"Why is S/O acting like that? It looks like her emotions system has gone into overdrive!"

He looked at you rolling around on the floor, after your favorite characters in the book you were reading kissed.

"Sorry, but us meatbags don't have hard drives! Not like you have any idea what it's like. She's just being dramatic, tell her to quit being such a drama queen!"

"I refuse to tell my girlfriend how to live her life! I will comfort her instead!"

He bends down to your level, and attempts to comfort you.

"S/O, don't worry! I will do everything in my power to make sure you're feeling better once again!"

He's so used to eccentric people that nothing fazes him anymore.

“Here she goes again. Thanks a lot for bringing it back up, Kokichi.”

You started to cry about the death of your favorite character, how they shouldn’t have been killed off so early. They barely had time for any real character development! Oh, the humanity! When will the pain end?!

Kokichi laughs because he knew you were going to do it, which is why he brought them up in the first place.

Rantaro crosses his arms and lets you complete your monologue.

“She’ll get tired eventually.”

I mean, really, it would’ve been so much better if that other character had died in their place! They were super boring throughout the whole game anyways, everybody probably forgot they existed most of the time because they were soooooo irrelevant to the plot!

“Mmmhm. That’s nice, baby.”

He’s not even paying attention, he’s flipping through a magazine.

He actually buys into it.

He actually listens to every word that you say when you tend to talk on and on about the tiniest things.

Talking about how that dastardly butterfly scared you half to death by landing on your shoulder?

“Gonta make sure butterfly no can scare S/O anymore!”

If you “faint”, he rushes to catch you, and gives you a piggyback ride.

“S/O should be more careful!”

Freaks out whenever you get overly upset.

"Miu no should say bad things to S/O! S/O is very upset!"

Gives you giant hugs to help you calm down.

"Gonta will always be here to cheer up S/O!"

Doesn't know how to react.

He always tends to forget how dramatic you are, so he says things without realizing that it may upset you.

“Yeah, some guy tried to fight me earlier today, but-”

Kaito? Someone was trying to hurt your Kaito? But why?!

He frowned as you started to cling onto his jacket. You told him how you regretted not being there for him in his hour of need, and how you were basically the "worst girlfriend ever".

"Hey, S/O! You know I still love you, right?"

You weren't listening as you told him how you understood if he broke up with you.

Rolling his eyes, he grabbed you and kissed you to make you shut up.

"I said, I love you! You're such a drama queen, S/O, I'm fine! It'll take a lot more to faze Kaito Momota!"

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kuroosweakness · 3 years

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full length mirrors | kuroo tetsurō

welcome to another one of my self-comfort writings :’)) this one focuses on body image, based on real experiences

keywords: shopping date, frozen yogurt, kinda fluff? kuroo being a goofball and comforting boyfriend at the same time

when kuroo suggested going clothing shopping, you were more than ecstatic. a whole afternoon of him all to yourself; a afternoon of trying on clothing, window shopping, treating yourself, teasing him, what can be better?

“am i your personal baggage carrier now?” kuroo smirks, glancing down your hold on his arm. normally, you’ll hold onto his left arm, but today, his left arm is occupied by shopping bags.

you smile at his remark and continues to skip towards the store you insisted checking out. “you signed up for this when you became my boyfriend; it’s in the boyfriend handbook to help carry their partner’s bags. everyone knows this :)”

“hm, apparently everyone but me.”

as the two of you walk, you can hear the gentle bumping of the bags held on kuroo’s arm. the ceilings are so high, the large windows allows sunlight to pour into the mall, the people walking towards you looks so cheerful. and rich ... they all look like they only shop at designer stores.

there’s a pair of teenagers walking towards you; a boy and girl, hand-in-hand, with ice cream cones in their other hand. they both have wide smiles on their face. kuroo catches on quickly. “you want ice cream, don’t you?” he asks, even though he already know the answer.

you excitedly nod in response. “i’ll pay to repay you for carrying all the bags-”

“oh really?” his right hand finds its way to your left hand and gives it a squeeze. “you know, i don’t really mind. it’s an arm workout ;)”

“still, your poor arms must be dying already-”

he quickly furrows his eyebrows. “what do you meann, there’s no way my arms are hurting from carrying just four bags,” he says defensively. “i’ve lifted-”

“yeah yeah-” just as you’re about to go on how he’s afraid to arm wrestle bokuto, you spot a frozen yogurt place ahead. “babe, look look, let’s go,” you excitedly say, tugging on his hand.

“that’s not ice cream.”

“but it’s frozen yogurt! almost the same thing-”

he softly smiles as he lets you drag him towards the waiting line. “who’s gonna tell you that frozen yogurt and ice cream are very different?” he says, shaking his head in amusement.

“they both taste good and that’s all i know.”

“that’s a long line,” kuroo mumbles upon seeing 20 people waiting behind the counter. “maybe we-”

“maybe we can go to other stores and then come back ... maybe then the line won’t be so long and if it still is, we can get ice cream instead :),” you suggest, determined to be able to both shop well and eat well today.

kuroo thinks about it for a moment and nods. “sounds like a plan ... where did you say you wanted to go? was it victoria’s s-”

you glare at him.

he smirks back. “what?” he shrugs innocently.

“actually, i want to get new pants-”

“mm ... yoga pants, perhaps?”

you glare at him again, quickly looking down at the floor in sudden embarrassment. you try to match your footsteps with his.

he looks far off into the distance, pushing back the smile threatening to appear.

“i was thinking more of jeans and sweatpants.”

“so where is this store you’re going to buy your jeans and sweatpants?”

“right in front of us :)” you reply, tugging on his hand once again as you two walk through the black door frames. the store’s full of clothing racks, posters, mannequins, and a giant screen behind the cash register. a funky song plays in the background and for a moment you’re afraid kuroo’s gonna break into a dance and give you second-hand embarrassment. but he doesn’t; instead, he follows your lead as you make your way to the jeans section.

as you look around the stacks of jeans, kuroo checks himself out in the full-length mirror beside you. (why is he like this :’) okay, not full-on check himself out, but subtly fix his hair and clothes. “babe, c’mere,” he calls out to you.

you look up with a raised eyebrow.

“c’mere,” he says, waving his hand.

you walk towards him and he turns your shoulders for you to see the mirror.

“we can pose like those mirror selfies that other couples do,” he smiles.

except you don’t smile back. all you can see is the way your thighs stick to each other, you see how stubby your legs look, how your arms just awkwardly flail on the side. all the excitement you felt a few seconds ago plummeted to the ground. it fell to the ground and got crushed under a rock. probably a giant one. a hole starts to form in your stomach. why do i look like that? i’ve been walking around ... looking like that?

you quickly suck your stomach in, biting your lip to stop the tears threatening to spill down. no, i’m over-thinking. stop being over dramatic. stop, you think. kuroo side-eyes you, wondering why the smile he loves so much isn’t appearing.

“babe?”

“i don’t need new jeans” you softly say, leading him out the store; leading yourself away from the reflection you hate so much.

kuroo narrows his eyes as he lets you pull him by his sleeve. “but you looked so excited to buy new pants ... is it because of my yoga pants remark?”

you softly chuckle at the remembrance of his remark he made a few minutes ago. “no it’s not that, i just realized i don’t need new pants. i have so many pairs already, remember?” you say, forcing a nervous laugh out, hoping he’ll drop the topic.

he stays unconvinced. “well, since you don’t look as happy as before, i’m sure some frozen yogurt would help with that.”

“...no it’s okay.” you say, avoiding his gaze. “i don’t feel like eating right now.”

“...you sure?” he softly asks, reaching for your hand again. “are you feeling sick? headache? cramps? stomachache? legs hurting from walking for so long?”

“nope, none of that. i’m feeling just fine!”

he gives you a silent look. “you know, you’re pretty bad at lying to me.”

you don’t reply. you don’t know how to.

“as someone who cares about you,” he says, leaning a bit down to get a better look at you. “i’d like to know the real reason behind you not wanting jeans anymore. if it’s hard to say out loud, give me keywords and i’ll guess.”

you look at him for reassurance, like the way you always do. “thighs.”

“...thighs?” he questions. “wait, where are we walking to? we’ve been walking around without a set destination. do you want to sit down on one of those benches?”

you nod as he leads you to a bench. kuroo places the shopping bags on the end of the bench and sits beside you, your hand still in his.

“thighs ... let me piece all the puzzles together. you started not looking as happy when you stood beside me when i mentioned the couples mirror selfie...” he pushes his hair back with his other hand. “do you not like couple mirror selfies? no wait, that doesn’t have anything to do with thighs. did you bump your thigh against a corner?”

you shake your head, a bit amused at where he’s going with this.

“...help me out, babe. did they not have jeans in your size? were they too expensive? were-”

”i wouldn’t look good in them anyways” you blurt out.

his eyes widens as he suddenly realizes. “i don’t see what you mean. you would definitely look better than just good in those jeans. how’d you know if you haven’t even tried them on?”

“just look at me,” you mumble, squeezing the fat on your thighs that takes up more space on the bench than you want them to.

he frowns and rubs his hand over your right thigh. “why’re you frowning upon your body? the body that i love so much? if you’re not give it love, might as well trade it with me-”

you laugh at the thought of walking around in kuroo’s body. what is it like to be 187cm (6′1″)

he smiles upon hearing your laugh. “seriously, you look beautiful. your face, your tummy, your thighs, those jeans don’t even deserve to come in contact with your legs-”

you give him a small smile, knowing he’s trying his best to lift your spirits. you know how much he loves you, he’s never failed to show it. after a few moments of kuroo rubbing your thigh in silence, you softly ask,“...can we still get frozen yogurt?”

an big grin creeps onto his face. “that’s the spirit,” he chuckles, standing up and collecting the shopping bags on his arm again. he holds out his hand and pulls you up from the bench.

“also, when we get back home, can you give me a piggyback ride so i can see from your point of view? that way, i’ll know whether i want to trade bodies or not”

“of course,” he laughs. “but the trading offer is closed. you’ve gotta learn to love the one you have.”

#kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #haikyuu comfort #body posititivity #curvy body #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines

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oonajaeadira · 3 years

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The Mandalorian Tarot: Major Arcana

If you’re following me, you know this is a Mandalorian obsessive account. I love the man, I love the show, I write a Mando-fando that is all about pining and touch. I tend to go all in when I have an interest.

Another one of my interests? Tarot. A friend challenged me to Mandalorify the major arcana. And because Jon and Dave know their stuff and are good with archetypes (which is all tarot really is), it was an easy fit.

YOU GOT MANDO IN MY TAROT. YOU GOT TAROT IN MY MANDO. TWO GREAT TASTES THAT TASTE GREAT TOGETHER.

But. I can’t draw, so I’ve dreamed them in words and included the Rider-Waite-Smith deck illustrations that I would riff on if I could.

READY? LET’S PLAY.

(All tarot illustrations by Pamela Colman Smith. All Mandalorian images property of Star Wars/Disney.)

UPDATE! @heathenashtattoos has taken up where I cannot and is making these cards a reality! I will post them individually and come back to link them to this post as we go.

0 THE FOOL = THE MANDALORIAN / IT IS MADE! --->

The story of the tarot is the Fool’s journey, the arc of becoming. So it makes sense to me that Din would be the fool. Fits even better, since he has tremendous Fool energy in his himbo tendencies, just rushing forward into situations without a lot of planning--he’ll deal with it when he’s in it--ready to rely on others to show him the way or guide/help him to the next step.

If I could draw: Din on the cliff, with his jetpack on, meaning he has no fear of falling. Instead of the bindle-stick the Fool carries, he’d have his pulse rifle slung over his shoulder. Instead of the dog nipping at his heels, Grogu. And, of course, the landscape would be Tatooine/Navaro-esque.

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1 THE MAGICIAN = LUKE SKYWALKER , IT IS MADE! --->

The Magician is someone who is still learning to bend the laws of magic/the Universe, but very adept with their tools. Since Luke is only a few years into his Jedi training at this time, he makes a pretty good Magician.

If I could draw: Luke in his blacks, holding up his lightsaber. The Jedi symbol would replace the infinity sign.

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2 THE HIGH PRIESTESS = AHSOKA TANO / IT IS MADE! -->

High Priestess is further along the path of her magic than Magician, and her knowledge is more intuitive, her skills more effortless. Where the Magician is still learning the balance of light and dark, the High Priestess knows the value and pitfalls of both. It was always going to be Ahsoka.

If I could draw: Ahsoka sitting cross-legged in meditation mode, but with eyes open and a knowing smile. Instead of two pillars, she holds her lightsabers up and parallel to each other.

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3 THE EMPRESS = PELI MOTTO / IT IS MADE! -->

The Empress is the mother figure, the energy in the universe that provides all that is needed and embodies the energy of creation. I can see the argument for Omera being the Empress--mostly because she is a mom and she’s soft and a lot of people see the Empress as a soft female figure, I get it. (And if I were to do a minor arcana, girl would show up as one of the Queens for sure.) But in the end, I gave it to Peli because she’s a recurring character, more relevant in his story, and if Din is the Fool, Peli is more an Empress to him. She’s able to be the provider of his particular needs; services to his ship to get him up flying, contact and location information, and she’s always willing to care for Grogu whenever she gets the chance.

If I could draw: Peli sitting in the dock, against the R4 unit, holding aloft a spanner and surrounded by her pit droids.

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4 THE EMPEROR = BOBA FETT / IT IS MADE! -->

The Emperor is all about authority. And all I gotta say about Boba is BIG DICK ENERGY.

If I could draw: Just put him on the Jabba throne and let him lounge like a badass.

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5 THE HIEROPHANT = THE ARMORER / IT IS MADE! -->

The Hierophant is the keeper of traditions and a spiritual guide. As the leader of the covert and keeper of the Way, The Armorer fits.

If I could draw: The Armorer, framed by her forge, holding aloft her tools, with Mandalorian acolytes. Instead of the crossed keys at the bottom, let’s just have a mythosaur skull.

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6 THE LOVERS = FROG LADY AND FROG HUSBAND

This should be obvious and I will fight anyone who says it isn’t the right thing to do. I will die for this.

If I could draw: I would actually depart from the Smith depiction and just draw them embracing or holding each other by the arms and staring into each others’ eyes. Some kind of glowing background? Maybe the egg tank?

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7 THE CHARIOT = THE MUDHORN

Oh. You thought I was going to say the Razor Crest, didn’t you. Don’t worry, I have plans for our beloved craft, but it ain’t here. The Chariot can be a ride, yes, but it’s about victory. Sometimes it’s about the victory over your inner “beastly” natures. To travel to the next phase in the journey, the Fool must take on the beasts that drive the Chariot and claim dominance over them, and when he does, they will carry him to the next level. Since it’s the victory of the beastly mudhorn that brings Din to his bond with Grogu and becomes his signet, Mudhorn for the win.

If I could draw: Again, I’d probably play on Smith’s imagery, put the charging mudhorn in the middle, and replace the rams with Din on his knees brandishing the vibroblade and Grogu in his pram with his Force hand up.

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8 STRENGTH = CARA DUNE

Don’t come at me about including Cara. I am glad Gina got shown the door and I lose no love on that bigot. But. Cara is not Gina and to cut her out is to cut out Jon and Dave’s creation and I won’t do it. I actually love her a lot--she’s got her flaws, but she’s sassy and strong and solid, and I would happily accept a piggyback ride from her any day. She’s also a major player in Din’s story and deserves a spot in it. Strength comes after the Chariot--once you’ve conquered the beast within, you have confident dominion over it and it becomes a companion or a tool for your use. Cara is one with her toughness, she’s used it to do some good and bad shit in her past, and she continues to wield it effortlessly and fearlessly. She is absolutely this card.

If I could draw: I would put her maybe sitting on top of the downed ATST. I’d replace the infinity symbol over her head with the one on her cheek (Rebel Alliance).

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9 THE HERMIT = KUIIL

The Hermit is a loner, yes, but in his solitude he looks within, learns from all he’s been through, and becomes wise. He holds aloft a light of wisdom and truth. This was always going to be Kuiil.

If I could drawn: Just our buddy, looking out over the Arvala-7 landscape, holding aloft an in-universe working lamp. No need to get fancy. He would want it to stay simple.

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10 THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE = IMPERIAL SYMBOL AND STORM TROOPERS

The Wheel is fate. You win some, you lose some. Sometimes you’re on top, and sometimes the Wheel crushes you beneath it. You are helpless to its roll and where you’ll land. Storm Troopers are such a sad bunch. They are keepers of Imperial Law on the ground. On a good day, they capture a Rebel or hold off an attack. On a bad day, their Moff just blasts them to make an example.

If I could draw: The wheel would just be the Imperial symbol and there’d be Troopers on and under it. Maybe the one on top is just standing there, looking authoritative. The one underneath has been blasted. Some Wheels have two more figures--one on each side--and I’d add those too. The one on the down-going side would be falling, arms flailing, blaster shooting (if only sound were available, there’d be a Whilhelm scream), and the one on the up-going side would just be dangling by one arm, along for the ride.

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11 JUSTICE = COBB VANTH

Well, it just feels right to make the Marshal into Justice. But it’s not just a literal translation of making sure the right thing gets done and the bad guys are punished. Justice is about wiping away emotion and making decisions with bare truth, looking at every side of the situation and understanding what is really there. And I think Cobb fits this well. He doesn’t want to give up his armor because of what it means for the protection of his people. But he’s willing to consider it, if there’s another way he can protect them. Emotionally, he doesn’t want to deal with the Tusken Raiders, but he does it because he can see it’s the best course of action. He flies into battle with the Krayt Dragon. He gives up his armor without a fight. He makes a fair trade and sees the balance in it because he walks away from the emotion and chooses the best course of action. Cobb Vanth for Justice, errybody.

If I could draw: Cobb in the Fett armor, but with the helmet at his feet. In one hand, a bottle of spotchka. In the other, the Tusken mushroom drinky thing; he’s holding them with equal balance.

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12 THE HANGED MAN = MIGS MAYFELD

The Hanged Man is not just about a dude who’s hanging upside down. (If that was the case, I would have just gone with Gor Koresh and called it a day.) Hanged Man is about changing your perspective to see things in a new way so you can grow. Many times, this growth also requires sacrifice. Over the two episodes we see Mayfeld, we know he goes from Imperial sharp shooter, to traumatized deserter, to merc, prisoner, and exonerated friend. He’s seen some shit, given up a lot, and he’s willing to see how he can be a help to others and find redemption for himself.

If I could draw: Hear me out. Take the image of Mayfeld hanging upside down from the Crest hatch into the prison ship. Mirror that above with an image of him in his Imperial Ground Transport gear. Flip it all upside down so bad Mayfeld up top, good Mayfeld on bottom, images mirrored but inverted, hence “looking at things a new way and getting everything a little topsy-turvey.”

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13 DEATH = MOFF GIDEON

Death is about transformation, so it’s not always the most sinister card. But Death does not discriminate. It comes for us all, constantly stalking, and it will strike you down to serve its needs. You need to face Death to get to your redemption. But really, Gideon is our big baddie here, so why the hell not.

If I could draw: I would forgo the Smith illustration and go for the Marseilles tradition on this one. Gideon and the Darksaber replaces Death and the scythe.

***

14 TEMPERANCE = IG-11

Temperance is the transformation that comes after Death. Once Death has chopped your physical being into pieces with his scythe, Temperance is there to take all your pieces and put them back together into something new and better. It’s also a card that asks you to re-evaluate your priorities and see if you can find better motivations than you previously had. IG’s death and reprogramming speak loudly to me on this.

If I could draw: IG pouring the tea.

***

15 THE DEVIL = THE CLIENT

Here’s another baddie card that’s all about your worst faults, about excess and giving into the stuff that will eventually kill your soul. The Client holds on hard to the Empire, doing whatever he’s ordered to do to be one of the top dogs. And in the end, it doesn’t matter. Gideon takes him down like he’s nothing.

If I could draw: The client, wearing his Empire bling, with chains around Doctor Pershing and a rough-looking Storm Trooper.

***

16 THE TOWER = THE RAZOR CREST

I don’t know about you, but Chapter 14 killed me. And not because the Dark Troopers flew away with Grogu. We all knew Din would never stop at getting him back. But when the Crest was destroyed, it was like someone punched me in the soft parts, and I made a lot of severely anguished noises. The Tower is the most tragic card in the tarot. It’s when forces beyond your control make a very big (and usually negative) impact in your life and everything changes. You are left to pick up the pieces and survive any way you can with the skills and resources you’ve been blessed with.

If I could draw: Just that moment of the ray hitting our beautiful Crest, just as it begins to break apart, maybe with Din, Boba, and Fennec watching in horror in the foreground.

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17 THE STAR = GROGU

The Star is hope. It comes after the biggest tragedy in the deck to tell you that not all is lost. There is always something there to live for. C’mon, kids. In this series, there was only one choice.

If I could draw: Just Grogu. Maybe drinking his soup. Or maybe he’s levitating his metal ball overhead, reaching up to it with a smile on his face. *coos*

***

18 THE MOON = BO KATAN KRYZE

We all like Bo Katan, sure. But remember my Clone Wars/Rebels fiends, she was Death Watch, and they were terrorists. She sided with Maul to take over Mandalore. Sure, she’s come a long way and her path is a bit more honorable now, but she’s got an agenda, which makes her hard to trust. Since the Moon is about more feminine energies and has themes of illusion and deception--things look great in the moonlight, but maybe not as they really are--Bo Katan’s our girl.

If I could draw: Head and shoulders profile, double-imaged so you see her face, but her Nite Owl helmet superimposed in profile over it. Nite Owl signet on the bottom. Possibly flanked by her two Nite Owl cronies.

***

19 THE SUN = GREEF KARGA

Everything's sunny when Greef’s around! He’s the feel-good gramps that’s going to make any situation A-Ok! If you’ve got a problem, Greef can sort it out...or he knows someone who can! The sun is always gonna shine on you and take you back.

If I could draw: Just Greef smiling and being cheesy with the halo of the sun around him.

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20 JUDGEMENT = FENNEC SHAND

This card traditionally shows the resurrected rising from the grave, ready to be judged. Fennec’s got a lot to answer for in her life, but she is being given a second chance, and my number one girl crush is going to do new and wonderful badass things with it.

If I could draw: I’d either just show her opening her gut pocket to show her new works, all full of aura, with her looking down at it reverently. OR I might do a scene of her being rescued by Boba.

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21 THE WORLD = THE HELMET

Din’s helmet is the world he lives in. But it’s also a symbol of The Way. The World represents completion, a wholeness of self and being, the end of the journey. And since Din is our Fool, his journey is an exploration of his morals and honor, what it means to walk the way of the Mandalore, and what the meaning of the helmet is for him. He may choose ultimately to keep it on and go all-in on Mandalorian-4-lyfe (Child of the Watch style), or he may understand that the helmet is just a symbol and the honor was in him all along; he can wear it or not wear it and it’s all the same.

If I could draw: The World usually depicts a circle or sphere of some kind, the symbol of perfect completion. The helmet is close enough, so it takes up the center. Traditionally, there are four symbols in the corners that give more meaning to The World, and I would replace them with The Razor Crest, Grogu, the Mudhorn Signet, and the pulse rifle or blaster. These represent his home, his foundling, his clan, and his religion, all of which make up more of the whole; what it means to him to be Mandalorian.

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Challenge accepted and faced.

Adira dops her witchy mic….

#the mandalorian #mandalorian #tarot #mandalorian tarot #star wars #din djarin #luke skywalker #ahsoka tano #grogu #bo katan hate gang

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heretherebedork · 2 years

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Francis watches TT2 (Day... 4?)

First thought: I have to do this. Damnit, I have to do this.

Second thought: Leftover day old bagels and not enough cream cheese.

Third thought:... cut!

Episode 8

Man, I have appreciate every single time Type has punched someone in this series, honestly. Both seasons. He gets to punch people so well. I'm down for it.

But, also, seriously. Poor Type. This poor guy just had to hired by the biggest caricature in Thailand. What rough luck.

I'm too lazy to fastfoward through the theme song most of the time and it just makes me miss the background couples, ironically.

Why does Type speak at all about what's been going on in the job and what the boss said to him? Seriously? I mean, I guess he's that set on staying in the closet.

And Doc! Doc to the rescue! My baby boy! I love him so much. He's my tiny hero. I love him more and I didn't know that was possible. @absolutebl dgjkfd best character ever.

But also, like, this boss is literally the dumbest character caricature ever. Why would he bully and insult the person he's trying to make do his work for him? Like... if he'd put any effort into keeping Type happy instead, he could have kept pushing the work onto him no problem!

Also, all these complaints and they've never done anything else until now? lol this place sucks.

Seriously, Doc is my BABY and favorite boy and I've decided he deserves his own series with Champ where they run a restaurant and figure out how their relationship works while everyone around them is an idiot.

/eyeroll/ Of course Tharn came up with the plan to help Type. He can't talk to Type because they can only communicate with other people.

The entire university did not misunderstand him. He really was a homophobic asshole, he just grew and changed.

I do love how useless Champ is, though. He's another one of my 'headcanon as demi/ace' characters. I'm truly fascinated by how many of those MAME writes, tbh. It's just kind of a thing with her. Unhealthy relationships and demisexual boys.

Ah, yes, Tharn just absolutely forgetting about his phone. That's super common for him oh wait he's never done it before ever.

Awww, lonely Type. Think of this as time to... consider reading a few books on communicating with loved ones?

They're seriously so much better over the phone. They should start handling all their issues by sitting a couple miles apart on phones because they can't talk when they're close enough to talk.

I do really like their comforter/pillow set.

Also, Type's jealousy absolutely makes more sense than anything Tharn could think of, since Tharn is actually traveling and works with the person Type's worried about. I mean, it's stupid either way. But it makes a bit more sense.

Did I mention the books about communication? Yeah. Go read those.

oh boy he's staring at a rose. is this over yet?

MAH BOYS. I love this shirt on Fiat. I want this shirt. If I weren't so bad at fashion and money and everything, I'd buy a bunch of those colorblock shirts and just live in them.

Tiny Fiat trying to come up with time to flirt with Type and then Leo's little smirk when it turned out he quit? Ugh, still love it. It's kind of stupid, though. Seriously Leo.

Tiny Fiat panicking at the idea of losing Type and Leo trying to control him but also just wanting to comfort him at the same time. This is definitely a strict Leo than we got in DSN.

Oh, fuck me, this scene.

This scene still stands as the time I most wanted to slam their heads together. It's both of them being absolute idiots and trying to say what they apparently think the other one wants to hear and it's SO STUPID it hurts me physically every time. Fiat saying Leo's only a friend and it's not the same and then Leo confirming it because they're both saying 'I love you but you don't love me' only they're IDIOTS.

And then Leo goes and gets Fiat Type's info, the last thing he wants to do, because he decided that Fiat will never love him and then Fiat still gets all whiny at him and wants a piggyback ride and this always confused me a bit because it felt like Fiat had decided to move on but also still wanted Leo all to himself.

Tharn's family is the best family, seriously. I love them and they deserved a better show and a better son.

I do find it odd that Type quit after everything was settled and he was going to be working for someone else.

lol stalker Fiat. But he looks good in purple.

Fiat's such a brat and I love him for it. His desperation to get attention and keep it makes a lot more sense with the trauma but, like, dear lord he and Leo are so dumb. Especially when Type turns down taking him to his room because of his partner.

Seriously, the idea of Type bringing the person he's cheating on Tharn with to Jeed's bar is so stupid and it's such a pointless suspicion.

The most consent this series has ever given us: Type asking before he touches Jeed's belly.

I still can't believe that Type keeps giving in and talking to Fiat. Seriously, boy, you've got a ton of friends. Why talk to this random stranger who stalks and harasses you?

They really did soften both Leo and Fiat for DSN. And that's okay, they're both pretty abrasive in their own ways in this. But it's interesting to see. This Fiat doesn't seem like the type who'd run from his problems with Leo once they got together. He seems so much like he'd just cling on tighter and never let go.

Ugh, have I mentioned they're all idiots?

Oh boy, the suspected cheating plot on both sides. wheeee. I don't care. Your relationship sucks.

fiat_tiaf is my new favorite way to make up a name for a website.

Ugh, Champ and Doc are so cute it's almost painful. How dare they be this cute. Especially Champ. He named the dish after Doc! And yet remain oblivious! He and Ae could have talks about what it means to have no clue what romance means.

Champ is the most darling idiot in Thailand. Poor Doc.

Oh, look, the cutest scene with Tharn and Type so far is the one I know is fake because I watched this before in my LeoFiat watch of this show. This would be cute if it weren't just a drunk dream.

Episode 9

blah blah hug that's not real. This is the cutest bit, though, so whatever.

Yeah, see, this Fiat doesn't mesh as well with the Fiat we saw with Leo in DSN. He's so much more self-assured and so much more certain of what he wants and more willing to take it. Now, that might just be because he's more desperate... but he's plenty desperate to keep Leo, let's be honest. I dunno.

Ah, yes, Leo has come out to play and protect other people from Fiat. This is a fascinating scene, honestly, especially with DSN done. Because we did see a different version of this exactly lift in that but a lot happier.

Also, poor drunk Type. at least he's at a friend's bar?

This is the moment that I expected a confession and am eternally disappointed we didn't get it. Also, damn, Leo never took control like this again in DSN.

Seriously, this was the best moment for a goddamn confession. So much better than the kidnapping. Imagine Leo confessing in that moment, looming over Fiat, and then just... not giving him a chance to respond, just pulling him in and telling him not to respond when he's drunk.

Leo loves when Fiat is his whiny little brat, let's be honest. He'd never punish him for whining because he likes when he does.

Also, the way they sleep? BOYS. Don't make me break out the same 'idiots' meme again!

Absolutely grateful that Type passed out drunk at Jeed's bar and not somewhere random.

Ah, yes, another 'pin Fiat to a wall and somehow don't confess' scene.

Leo, you like it when he whines. Stop complaining.

Look at that communication! Why did this take a whole season to get back to? But also Fiat is pushing so hard and he gives Leo the BEST chance to confess and Leo basically DOES and Fiat doesn't listen or respond and so Leo panics in his own way and then Fiat just plain panics.

And they cry. I still imagine this one over Hallelujah.

Leo literally says "I can be your husband" and Fiat still doesn't get the damn picture until post kidnapping and it's SO STUPID. They're SO STUPID. I do remember discussing this when it aired. It's obvious that Fiat just wants to be claimed but also that Leo wants to be chosen and they basically constantly circle both wanting the same thing but never wanting to intiate. They did explain this a bit in DSN but it's still stupid.

Type is basically just spending this episode in bed(s).

Seo and Klui got ruined and now they're just boring time fillers.

Tharn didn't notice his phone ran out of batteries? While working? Good... good job?

Yeah, he hasn't said yes because you barely talk to him and never actually discuss things because you're both just the worst.

Do people really go to to a doctor for a headache and a minor fever?

Seriously, they're a lot cuter over the phone than they are in person because it forces them to use their words and communicate with each other.

Also, who does Tharn work for? Isn't is implied he mostly works for himself? I'm pretty confused on that.

Awwww, sick and sore Type is pretty adorable. And Fiat showing up, like the stalker brat he is? Love him. But also how the fuck did he find out Type was sick? Although Fiat does show that he's pretty good at taking care of people in this. Even if he's a brat about it.

Ugh, y'all, I am so bored of these idiots and this nonsensical plot that doesn't add up and the complete lack of communication in any way between anyone.

Fiat apologizing to the picture of Type and Tharn is... interesting. But also, agian, nonsensical. Dude. You really think you're gonna win Type from his longterm boyfriend by doing this? Like... oy vey, boy.

I will admit that I didn't watch this part in my original watch because I didn't give a fuck. I still don't. How is this episode still going? For fuck's sake.

Oh, it's a dramatic sting! It's Bob's cousin, Tom!

oh look it's time for misunderstandings and drama. yay. exactly what i needed in this show. yay again.

Fit being a tiny idiot and Phugun being oblivious, poor boy. Don't worry, Cir will take care of you.

But also this is so stupid. The stupid is overwhelming. Also, Phugun is one of the best characters of all time and I adore him. He's absolutely oblivious to what Fiat's laying down and Fiat has no idea because he is also an idiot.

Poor, confused Phugun.

I love how straightfoward but whiny Phugun is when he wants comfort. I adore their relationship so much. They're so, so kinky and darling and loving. I adore them.

Doc! Best character!

... wow do I not care about Tharn and Type at all at this point. I know that the next plot point is physically stupid so... you know. Not thrilled.

Doc is so darling and Champ is an idiot and I love just... listening to anyone talk about them in general. So darling. Such idiot.

And Leo walking away from Fiat, you can watch both of them be hurt and it's so, so... stupid.

This is the point where I really wish that the show had just ended with something soft like was about to happen here rather than three more episode of drama and stupidity.

Also, hoo boy, tomorrow's gonna be a doozy folks! I'm watching 10-11-12 and I'm gonna try to survive.

lol the suffering.

#francis watches #bl drama #bl series #thaibl #thai bl #y'all i might have made a mistake #in deciding to watch this #i mean champdoc is helping #and cirphugun is darling #and we all know leofiat is great #but these last three episodes just seem to painful

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ghostgothgeek · 3 years

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Chaos.

Another for the Phic Phight! This one kinda combines two prompts and I had so much fun writing it! In this, Danny and Tucker don’t know Sam plays video games yet. 5,063 words.

"What do you mean you don’t feel the same way? We´ve had a mutual crush on each other for years." Sam says angrily after finally confessing her love to him. But Danny´s heart was beating hard for someone else entirely. Prompt by phantomfana.

Danny wants to ask his crush to the upcoming school dance. Prompt by Rikaleeta.

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It was another long night of ghost hunting for Danny. Technus took up the first part of the night, trying to take over the park’s new security system. Tucker was fortunately still awake to help him out with that. Then Johnny and Kitty rolled in, but they weren’t looking for trouble, they just wanted a date night and swore they wouldn’t be a problem. Apparently Fridays were their days off for “everything but each other”. Danny was a romantic, but he didn’t know if this was sweet or nauseating. Ember had put up a good fight, though. He was proud he only had one injury to tend to. He had dodged most of her attacks, but she was still a pretty advanced ghost. And, of course, Danny had caught the Box Ghost six, count them, SIX times. How did he always manage to get out?! He wasn’t difficult to take down, he was just a pest.

Danny sighed as he sat down at his computer chair. It was only 12:30 am, and it was a Friday. He could sleep in tomorrow and he deserved at least a couple hours of fun. He logged into his online gaming account and saw Tucker was online. Figures. He pulled up the chat anyway.

Astrohaunt: Hey Tuck. Still up?

Technopedia: You know it. Chaos signed on about a half hour ago and I’m not passing up the opportunity.

Astrohaunt: Dude is so good it’s unreal!

Technopedia: He goes to our school, I tracked one of his IP addresses and he logged in at school a few times.

Astrohaunt: Tucker wtf. That’s creepy!

Technopedia: I just want to make sure Chaos is actually a kid and not Lancer again!

Astrohaunt: I still can’t wrap my mind around Lancer playing Doomed…

Technopedia: Same. But Chaos IP is different from Lancer, so we good. Unless more teachers play Doomed.

Astrohaunt: I hate you for putting that image into my brain.

Technopedia: Sorry dude. But quick come join before someone else gets Chaos.

Danny, Tucker, and Chaos had made a great team. Whenever Chaos was around, they were actually able to progress through the game. They played several rounds until Tucker was caught by his mom and was forced to sign off, but Danny and Chaos kept playing.

TeamChaos: Hey, what’s up?

Astrohaunt: Omg dude you’re so awesome.

TeamChaos: Ha, thanks. Gotta blow off steam somehow.

Astrohaunt: Tell me about it! Between Lancer’s three projects and midterms and...other stuff...this is my only time to actually chill. I��ve been so stressed!

TeamChaos: Same. I did finish one of the projects though. I’m always here if you need to talk, you know.

Astrohaunt: Wow, I may just take you up on that offer. I’ve had a rough night.

TeamChaos: Lay it on me.

And so Danny, sparing the ghost hunting details, stayed up chatting with Chaos until 5 am. He got along really well with the guy, they had a lot of similar interests. This was just the first of many up-all-night conversations they shared. After a few months, Danny felt a special connection with Chaos, and yet, he didn’t even know his name!

Astrohaunt: We’ve been talking all these months and I still don’t know your name. I’m Danny.

TeamChaos: Oh, thought you knew. It’s Sam!

Astrohaunt: Hey! One of my best friends is named Sam!

TeamChaos: You don’t say!!!

The next day at school, Danny pulled Tucker over to him, whispering, “Dude, help. I think I might be gay....”

“What?!” Tucker shouted.

“Quiet, Tuck!”

“Okay, well uh...why?” Tucker sent him a weird look and took a step back.

“No, not you. Chaos. I think I have a crush on Chaos.” Danny ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t know what to do! I never thought I’d be...you know. Chaos and I just have good conversations and he’s always there to listen to me when I need to vent. I thought maybe I found another best friend but...this is different. Chaos is so cool and I’m crushing and I don’t even know who he is or what he looks like! Or if he feels the same way! Maybe I’m just stupid and-”

“Dude, chill. You’re jumping too far ahead of yourself. Whichever way you, you know, swing...I’m still your best friend.” Tucker pulled out his PDA. “Let me see what I can find out. I know Chaos goes to our school.”

“Thanks, Tuck. As if being half ghost wasn’t hard enough! Oh, and he’s in our class, because he’s talked me through assignments and knows what they are and stuff. He’s almost as good as explaining things as Sam. Crap...Sam. Don’t tell her about this!” Danny started fidgeting.

“Well,” Tucker raised his eyebrows in surprise, “I can tell you with absolute certainty that Chaos is definitely a girl.”

“You found out who Chaos is?!”

“What, like it’s hard?” Tucker chuckled. “I traced the IP addresses she uses. I know who she is. So do you,” Tucker smirked, “It shocked me at first, but it makes total sense! And I can totally see why you like her.”

“Really?” Danny let out a breath in relief. “Okay that makes me feel a lot better...hey, maybe I can ask Chaos to the dance next Saturday!”

Tucker rested a hand on Danny’s shoulder. “Go for it. Ask Sam. I’m almost positive she’ll say yes.”

“Okay, I will...wait, not Sam! Chaos!” Danny clarified. “Well, actually, I think Chaos told me her name was Sam. Ha, small world. I can’t wait to introduce Sam to Sam. I think they would really get along.”

Tucker busted out laughing, “Oh, dude. You go ahead and do that.” He left Danny standing there in the hallway, still laughing all the way to his next class.

Danny, a bit confused by Tucker’s laughter, shook his head and smiled to himself. Okay, good. He’d had enough identity crises to fill a lifetime. Chaos was definitely a girl. Now if he just knew Chaos returned his feelings, things might actually work out for him this time and he could actually have a girlfriend.

Meanwhile, Sam was having an internal debate of her own. Sitting in a class where the teacher couldn’t give two shits about what the students were doing, she had always used this class as her thinking time. Usually her thinking-about-Danny time. She nervously clicked her pen as she thought about recent events.

She and Danny spent so much time chatting online when they weren’t hanging out in person. Danny was a little bit more bold online, probably because he didn’t have to interact face-to-face or risk his pants falling down in public again. Online, they talked about everything. No topic was off limits. Plus, Sam felt like their friendship had only grown even stronger when they could chat online and not have to worry about blushing or getting teased by Tucker. Chatting online took away all the pressure and made it much easier to connect with Danny.

Danny hadn’t said anything yet, of course. He was probably scared. Hell, she was scared. She was already so in love with him, and getting closer online only further solidified that fact. She had never been in love before, and even though she hunts ghosts, this was more terrifying! She was fairly certain he returned her feelings, but both were too chicken to actually make that final step. They’ve been best friends forever. She didn’t want to mess up their already great dynamic or force Tucker to be the third wheel, though he did insist he was more than okay with that and encouraged them to finally get together.

Sam stopped clicking her pen as she suddenly remembered it was senior year. They hadn’t picked colleges yet, but whether they ended up going to the same school or not, things were going to change. Danny was very attractive, and going off to college meant girls may actually approach him when they didn’t know his parents were ghost fighters. The fact had never bothered Sam, but she did kind of like how it kept most girls at school from asking him out or giving him attention. Valerie had been a challenge, especially because she was a ghost hunter herself and probably wanted to get tips from his parents. Sam was glad that relationship ended relatively early. It was too hard on her. Joyous or not, though, she was still mad at Valerie for how she broke his heart.

But that was 2 years ago. They had all moved on and friendships were more or less mended across the board. This made Sam glance at her favorite picture of her and Danny. Tucker had taken the candid picture and it was now her phone’s background. In it, Danny was giving Sam a piggyback ride. Her arms were lightly strung around his neck, legs looped around his waist. Danny had kept going in the opposite direction Sam told him to go, which frustrated her but also made her laugh. She had rested her chin on his shoulder, her face pressed right up against his. Danny was looking at her and Tucker had captured that rare moment when Sam had a huge grin on her face, still laughing. She smiled at the picture. They would be okay no matter what. Their friendship would survive.

Anyway, Sam also realized she had already come close to losing Danny, in more ways than one. Whether it was to other girls or a ghost, there was always that anxiety stirring in her head that she could lose him entirely some day. Life was too short. She needed to take the plunge for both of them and just get them both over this hurdle, and they could finally, finally, actually get together.

Sam made her decision. It was now or never. She was going to tell him. Today. The trio was meeting up at Danny’s house later anyway, and if she got there early enough, she could talk to him before Tucker showed up and teased them about it. Sam firmly nodded her head to herself, a confirmation of her decision. It was finally time.

After school, Danny was pacing in his room, trying to figure out how he wanted to do this. Asking a girl to the dance wasn’t a huge deal, and yet at the same time, it was. He would rather ask in person, but he still didn’t know what Chaos looked like, so asking in person seemed to be off the table. He could look in the yearbook for all the girls named Sam at their school. He could already omit one Sam Manson from that list. How many Sams could possibly attend their school? It would be easier to ask Tucker, though. Tucker already knew who she was. Sam and Tucker were on their way over right now. When Sam wasn’t paying attention, he could ask Tucker for Sam’s full name.

Chaos Sam, not best friend Sam. God, this was so confusing. Why were girls so hard for him? Freshman year, Paulina only liked his ghost half and wouldn’t give his human half the time of day. Sophomore year, Valerie hated his ghost half and that hatred was more important to her than her feelings for his human half. Junior year, he had been denying that he was in love with his best friend. And now that he had finally accepted that he did like his best friend as much more than a friend, a new girl entered the picture and he now found himself trying to choose between two Sams. Because it apparently wasn’t hard enough for him already to make the biggest and most important change he could possibly make in a friendship, let’s add another crush to the mix and give them the same name.

Sam. Best friend Sam - that’s who he was planning on asking originally, even if he chickened out and had to ask her as a friend instead. Plus, he and Sam had somehow gotten closer recently, and he was pretty sure she liked him. Sure, it was only because Tucker told him so, but it was a possibility. The thing was, he didn’t want to ruin things. Especially because he truly didn’t know how Sam, best friend Sam, felt about him. She was a tough and courageous girl, surely she would have said something by now if it were true. So Tucker must be pulling his leg.

But he did have another option - Chaos Sam, who may actually return his feelings. Sure, the feelings weren’t nearly as strong as what he felt for his best friend, but the feelings were still there. Plus, if he got rejected by Chaos, it would be less heartbreaking than being rejected by Sam, someone he had known for years rather than months. He could deal with losing a newer friend, but not one of his best friends. Sam was too important and he knew he needed her in his life.

Danny sighed. This was really hard, but he made a decision. It was easier to go with Chaos than risk ruining things with Sam. Danny had enough drama going on in his life already, he needed an easy win.

He broke from his thoughts when the doorbell rang. He ran downstairs and opened it, only slightly surprised to see Sam there. She was usually early for things. He and Tuck were more prone to being late.

“Hey, Sam. Come on in!” Danny moved so Sam could enter his house. He shut the door and followed her upstairs and back to his room as she returned his greeting. She was pacing the same path he just had, muttering quietly to herself. She looked nervous. “Something on your mind?”

Sam was startled out of her thoughts. “Huh? Oh yeah.” She noticed his disheveled appearance, also noting he was fidgety. Was he going to do what she was about to do? “What about you, you look like you’ve been thinking a little too hard about something.” She smiled softly.

Danny chuckled, “Yeah, but it’ll resolve itself soon. I’ll worry about it after the movies. Tuck should be here any second. Oh, but I’m glad you’re early. Can you help me with something quick?”

“Of course.” Sam followed him to his desk, smiling and rolling her eyes when he pointed to a homework problem. “I should have known.”

Danny gave her a lopsided smile and watched as she showed him how to do the problem in her perfect handwriting. It took no more than a couple of minutes. Now, they were just waiting for Tucker to arrive.

Sam looked at the time. He would be here soon. She needed to do this now. She needed to tell Danny. She couldn’t wait until after the movies for him to tell her. She had already waited long enough and couldn’t bear another second.

“Danny, can I talk to you for a second?” She sat down on his bed and gestured for him to do the same.

Danny could sense the seriousness in her voice, and nodded anxiously. He was scared when Sam was serious about things. It was usually something bad.

“Danny…” She decided to get straight to the point. “I like you. As in like-like you. More than like, and more than a friend. And we’ve been doing this dancing around for at least 4 years now and I’m sick of it. I just want to be with you already. What do you say?” Sam held her breath as she waited for Danny to answer.

He stared at her with wide eyes before nervously rubbing the back of his neck and turning his attention to his shoes, avoiding eye contact with the goth. God, why him?! He had stupidly thought, for once, things would be easier for him this time. He had already sent an offline message to Chaos that he wanted to ask her something, and then Sam had to come along and tell him what he had wanted to hear for some time now. But he couldn’t blow Chaos off when he had already somewhat asked. Of course, his life just had to be complicated every step of the way. He really liked both girls and didn’t want to hurt his best friend. Regardless, he had to be honest. He owed Sam that much. “Well, I mean, yeah, but…”

“But what?” Sam whispered, clearly already upset. Fuck. Fuck fuck FUCK. This was exactly what he didn’t want to happen. He decided to try going with Chaos so he could avoid heartbreak from his best friend. The very thing he had been so afraid of, he was doing to her right now.

Danny sighed again. “But I can’t. I’m so sorry, Sam.” It was hard to choke out, but he said it, and he felt terrible. He pressed his lips together and kept staring at his shoes until Sam lifted his chin up, forcing him to look at her.

“What do you mean you don’t feel the same way? We’ve had mutual crushes on each other for years!” Sam said angrily, feeling her heart break as her best friend and love of her life rejected her confession of love. She was so sure he returned her feelings! Especially after all the great conversations they had shared online these last few months. “Or, at least, I thought we did.” Tears swelled in her eyes. Did he lead her on? “I-I need an explanation, Danny,” she quietly stated after he didn’t continue.

Danny frowned and his heart ached. He didn’t want to hurt his best friend like this. Hell, he really liked her! Of course their crushes were mutual! And if this had happened 6 months ago instead of now, he would have jumped at the chance. But now...now he had Chaos and already forced himself to stick with his decision. It was easy with Chaos; there was no friendship to risk, no denying of being lovebirds or brushing off kisses as fakeout makeouts. Plus, he couldn’t lie to his best friend. She would know if he was lying. And he already told himself she deserved the truth. “There’s...someone else…”

“What?” Sam whispered before turning angry again, “Paulina? Valerie? Star?” she spat out.

Danny shook his head, “Ew, no...it’s someone I met online...I’m so sorry, Sam. I like you a lot, I really do, but I think I’ve already come to the conclusion that I like this girl I met online, Chaos, and I have to try to see that through.”

Many emotions crossed Sam’s face as she pieced together what he just said. At first she was upset, but as he explained himself, she felt disbelief, confusion, anger, and finally, hope. He couldn’t really be that clueless, right? “Show me.”

“Huh? I mean, I don’t actually know what she looks like, but we message every night and she really understands me! I know it sounds ridiculous, but-”

“Show me,” Sam repeated. “Show me her profile.”

“You’re not going to hurt her, are you?” Danny questioned cautiously.

“No, of course not. Just shut up and show me the profile.” Sam was more calm now, and that was kind of scary. Even though Sam said she wouldn’t hurt Chaos, he didn’t want to give her the chance. But he knew how stubborn his friend was, and eventually in whatever way, she would force the information out of him.

Danny sighed and pulled up the profile to show Sam. “I’m sorry, Sam. I’m still your best frien-”

“Shut up.” Sam scrolled through what Danny pulled up for her and pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. Closing her eyes slowly, she took a deep breath. “Didn’t Chaos tell you her name?”

“Uh,” Danny thought, “oh yeah! She said her name was Sam, because I thought she was a boy at first and I had an existential crisis, but then Tucker told me-”

“Danny. I’m Sam.”

“No I know, and sure it’ll be a little weird cause you’re Sam and she’s Sam, it’s confusing, but I-”

Sam interrupted him once again. She could hear Tucker’s footsteps approaching. She was running out of time to not make this a spectacle. “No, Danny. Chaos. Sam. Me. I’m Sam. I am Sam,”

Tucker only heard the tail end of the conversation as he entered the room. Never able to pass up a comedic opportunity, he smirked and added “I am Sam. Sam I am. I do not like green eggs and ham!”

It was suddenly silent in the room as his friends seized conversation and glared at him. Oops.

“Oh, am I interrupting something?” Tucker could see the fire in Sam’s eyes. “Uh, oh wait I forgot my...sock. I’ll be downstairs!” He raced out of the room.

Sam turned her attention back to Danny. “No, you stupid fucking MORON. I am Chaos. You’ve been talking to me the whole time. I thought you knew that!” Danny stared at her blankly until she pulled out her phone and he watched her log into her account, proving it to him. Sure enough, it was Chaos’s profile. He could see all the direct messages between them, including his offline message about wanting to ask her something.

“Wait, you? You’re Sam? I mean, Chaos? I mean Sam?” Danny looked back and forth between the profile and his best friend.

“UGH!” Sam shouted as she threw her hands in the air. “Yes, Danny. That’s me! Did you really not notice that Chaos was the same age as me and a girl who goes to our school? We have the same name and interests! Didn’t you wonder why it was so easy to talk right off the bat? I thought you put that all together and us just pretending to not know each other was a little bit you were trying to do or something!”

Danny stared at her as he continued to piece it all together. He was definitely embarrassed. He felt so stupid. How could he not tell that Chaos was Sam, his best friend since 7th grade? Talk about being totally clueless.

Wait. Clueless? Well, fuck! He got the nickname now!

His eyes flickered back and forth as he thought everything through. Eventually, he started to crack a smile. “Wait, so I’ve had a crush on you and also you? You’re the same person! This is great! Do you know what this means?!”

Sam slapped her forehead and began walking downstairs. “I don’t even know if this is worth it anymore…”

“Wait, how come Tuck and I never knew you played video games! We can enter team tournaments! You’re so good!” Danny chased after her.

Tucker watched as Sam grumbled about Danny caring more about video games than her. An excited Danny was right on her tail.

“Tucker! Sam is Chaos! I’ve been in love with Sam this whole time!” Danny explained.

“Tucker, I need you to refrain me from slapping his stupid clueless face,” Sam started.

“Wait, you didn’t know Sam was Chaos? Dude! I thought I was obvious about that!” Tucker began laughing at Danny.

“I know, so did I.” Sam crossed her arms over her chest.

“Danny, you can calculate levels of rocket fuel and figure out how to get us to Mercury or something,” Tucker started.

“Mars, actually,” Danny corrected.

“But you can’t figure out that your best friend and your crush are the same person? You’re more than Captain Clueless, you’re like….Lieutenant Clueless? That’s like, bigger right?” Tucker continued.

“I don’t think that’s how it works, Tuck,” Sam chimed in.

“Shut up Sam, this isn’t about you,” Tucker immediately stopped his train of thought when he felt Sam glaring daggers at him. “Heh, uh. Except it does. It actually has nothing to do with me. I’m sorry I told you to shut up, please don’t hurt me!” He threw his hands up in front of himself in defense.

“Relax, Tucker. I’m more angry with this fucking dingus,” she pointed her thumb in Danny’s direction.

The halfa was about to protest, then closed his mouth. “That’s fair, I deserve that.”

“I can’t even look at you right now. You scared me! I poured out my emotions to you. I thought you were rejecting me and that I would have to change my name and move to a different country! Wait, are you still rejecting me?” Sam stopped her pacing to look at him.

“Of course not, Sammy!”

“Oh don’t you ‘Sammy’ me! I told you I love you, you stupid fucking idiot!” Sam began throwing pillows at Danny, who expertly dodged them (though as a result, Tucker got hit in the face by one).

“Technically, you didn’t say ‘love’ you said ‘like’”, Danny offered as Tucker shook his head and slashed finger across his neck, signaling Danny to stop talking.

“Oh, I’m sorry! This is all my fault! I’m going to go jump off a cliff now!” Sam growled and Danny let out a small “oomph” as one of the pillows finally got him.

“I’m out. Good luck, bro!” Tucker quickly slipped out the door, leaving Danny and Sam alone.

Sam was about to follow Tucker out when Danny stopped her, “please don’t leave!” She still had angry tears in her eyes. He frowned. This was not how he expected things to go. She watched him for a few seconds before sitting down on the couch, refusing to look at him. “Sam I’m so sorry, this is just a huge misunderstanding.”

“No, Danny. It’s not. You were going to turn me down to go out with someone else.”

“But that someone was still you!”

“Yeah, but you didn’t know that! We’ve been friends for years, and you were more interested in someone you just met a few months ago! I don’t want to be anyone’s second choice, Danny! I’ve been standing by for years as you continuously chose other girls over me. I thought we were done with that, and that you were finally choosing me first, but you won’t and you never will and I’m so stupid.” Sam put her head in her hands as she tried her hardest not to let tears fall.

And that was when he finally figured it out. It wasn’t just the moment of rejection, it was years of rejection, and at her biggest confession, she still thought he was choosing someone over her. Not to mention, Tucker witnessed most of the conversation. Sam rarely showed her emotions. She always had her heart guarded, and he knew this. Tucker knew this. Hell, she didn’t even tell them she was rich until after a few years of friendship. It took them a while to get her to open up to them. She was a pretty private person. She was probably already hurt like this before. And now, she was probably embarrassed.

“You’re definitely not stupid. I’m stupid. I should have known it was you. That was actually what I really liked about Chaos, she reminded me of you.”

Sam forced a small sarcastic laugh, “Yeah, right.”

“No really,” Danny sat on the couch next to her and grabbed her hand, placing it in both of his. “Sam, you’re absolutely incredible. How dumb would I have to be to not notice?” Sam gave him a pointed look. “Okay yeah but it’s not the way you think it is. I liked Chaos because she was a lot like you. She reminded me of you. And it just seemed easier to go with her because she was basically you, but she and I didn’t have a really great friendship that could have gotten ruined if we broke up or something. I could live without her, but I can’t live without you. You’re always my number one. Always have been, always will be. Even if I did just fuck everything up. I’m so sorry, Sam. I’m ready to be with you, if you’ll still have me.”

Sam stayed silent and stared at her lap, processing this new information. Of course she would forgive him; she always did. She just needed a little time.

Danny was getting nervous that he really did fuck this up for good. This was so fucking important! He couldn’t risk fucking this up! Sensing her hesitation, Danny tried one more thing to get her back. One thing he hasn’t done before. One thing he just learned how to perfect.

“Sammy, I’m sorry,” a duplicate popped up next to her on the other side of the couch, startling her.

“Please forgive me?” Another duplicate was floating in front of her, hanging upside down, hair flopping all over the place.

“I know I’m a dummy but,” Sam snapped her head towards a third duplicate.

“I’m only a dummy because I’m in love. With you,” the real Danny finished. Sam looked back and forth between all the Dannys.

“We’re sorry, Sammy,” all the duplicates said at once.

Sam was trying really hard to hold back a smile. “You learned how to duplicate,” she stated simply.

Original Danny grabbed her hands. “Sam. I will make this up to you. I promise.”

She could hear the determination in his voice and sighed. “You better.”

Danny smiled and hugged her. “Thankyouthankyouthankyou!!! I love you so much!”

Sam pushed him off of her. “I love you too, you fucking idiot.”

“But I get to be your idiot!” Sam couldn’t hold her laughter back anymore. “Oh!” Danny shouted, “Will you go to the dance with me? Please?”

Sam pretended to ponder the answer before saying “alright”.

“Yay!” All 4 Dannys cheered. The duplicates on either side of her kissed her cheeks as the real Danny kissed her forehead tenderly. The final duplicate, feeling left out, squeezed his way in to give her a hug.

Sam was now roaring with laughter before kissing the real Danny sweetly. “You know, duplicates won’t always get you out of trouble,” she warned.

“Yeah, but they could come in handy for other things,” he wagged his eyebrows up and down suggestively before passionately kissing her, the duplicates kissing her neck and touching her in near-dangerous places.

Sam bit back a moan, eyes lustful before smirking, “I think you just found a way to make it up to me.” She began dragging the real Danny and one of his duplicates back to his room. Fuck the movies.

#phic phight 2021 #danny phantom #danny fenton #sam manson #tucker foley #amethyst ocean #also yes I took a prompt that was kinda anti-AO and turned it into AO #it's my super power #AO ho 4 life #stephanie writes sometimes

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neversatisfiedwithlife · 3 years

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for the mostly likely to thing, i saw these questions on a glee page awhile ago, but if you want to answer them for cazzie that’d be great :p

1. Who spends almost all their money on the other?

2. Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions?

3. Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?

4. Who is the most affectionate?

5. Who falls asleep in the others lap and who carries them to bed?

6. Who wakes up first?

7. Who apologizes first after an argument?

8. Who is the nerd?

9. Who makes the other one laugh the most?

10. Who sleep talks?

11. Who hogs the blankets at night?

12. Who is the neat freak?

13. Who likes to surprise the other with random gifts?

14. Who buys the healthy food in the house?

15. Who has better music taste?

16. Who takes care of the spiders?

17. Who uses more nicknames

18. Who’s the little spoon?

19. Who suggests scary movies for film night?

20. Who gets jealous more often?

21. Who brings up kids first?

22. Who borrows who’s clothes more?

23. Who cries more during sad movies?

24. Who falls asleep on the other more?

25. Who says I love you more?

26. Who initiates kisses more?

27. Who initiates hugs more?

28. Who takes more pictures of the other?

29. Who leaves notes for the other one around the house?

30. Who gets drunk faster?

31. Who gets hit on more by strangers?

32. Who makes food for the house more often?

Most likely to:

(I love that you found it on a glee page! Anyways of course I want to do them!!!)

This is long so get comfortable besties😌 I didn't proof read so all mistakes are on purpose.

Spend their money on the other: Casey would spend a larger portion of her money on Izzie or just like on things they can do together. (I think Izzie would just be engrain to make her money go as fat as it can so she's more restrained or critiac about how/where she spends her money)

Which one drives the car: this one is simple, its Casey. Do we even know if Izzie drives? (Like ideally being the one who takes care of her siblings it'd help, but anyways. Yes Casey is the driver, I can see Casey love being the one behind the wheel. Also how she was with Sam I could see her as a back seat driver or like "why didn't you take this route" just asking stuff even if she tries not to. So in the end it's just easier to have her drive lol)

Which one gives the other a piggy back ride: we saw Casey lift Izzie up so I'm obligated to say Casey! (Okay so picture after a track practice Izzie is really exhausted; the work load of school and babysitting her siblings really hitting her that week. Casey offers her a piggy back ride, Izzie is skeptical at first, but Casey is so reassuring about it)

Who is the most affectionate: ooh this one is hard overall I think I'd say Izzie, Casey more initiates kissing, but Izzie just likes to be touching Casey. (While watching tv Izzie will have her hand resting on Casey's leg, or like sit close enough to where their shoulders touch, the way Izzie stretches out herself on top of Casey when they're in her bed. Izzie initiates hand holding)

Who falls asleep in the others lap: Izzie established cannot stay up for the life of her plus again we got the cazzie bridal style carrying scene!! (I think even more cuddled up to Casey she definitely can't stay awake, she'd just feel so safe and at ease. Lights out comes quickly lol)

Who wakes up first: Izzie is up first, again this is me seeing her as the caretaker of her siblings and not going on Casey's painful track running schedule. (Ik in that one episode Casey is up first, but casey was trying to avoid Izzie, anyways Izzie probably has to get her siblings up for school or just make sure they're fed and what not so I can see her generally being conditioned to wake up first.)

Who apologize first after an argument: I feel like this totally depends on the argument; who/what started it and what it's about. Generally both are good at apologizing and don't stretch out the argument (sorry if that's like a cop out and not a definitive answer)

Who is the nerd: Izzie without a doubt (i feel like she enjoys learning new things. Maybe she doesn't necessarily love studying school material all the time, but also I feel like maybe studying started as an escape or distraction from always being her siblings care taker and soon she just learned to love it. Or just loved knowledge)

Who makes the other one laugh the most: I say Casey, they both definitely make each other laugh but Casey takes it to another level. (Like when paige is at the door and Casey is like "do you think that's them here to kick us out in person". Casey uses humor to help Izzie unwind when she's too in her head about stuff.)

Who sleep talks: Casey, why do I feel like one of them actually slept tall? Am I hallucinating...what is happening. (Anyways I feel like Casey like if she had a nightmare or something she'd mumble in her sleep and like startle awake. Or of she's really stressed and overwhelmed she's in a more restless type sleeping state)

Who hogs the blankets: (I did answer this) But Casey hogs the covers, I'll add that Izzie is fine just curling up in a ball above the blankets and fall asleep. (Why did I have the thought they're doing laundry the blankets aren't dried yet but when they finally dry Casey finds Izzie sound asleep on the blanket less bed)

Who is the neat freak: I wouldn't say either of them are nec a neat freak, but I feel Izzie would want things in particular locations and Casey can just roll with it.

Who likes to surprise the other with random gifts: Izzie, though she doesn't spend large portions of her money she likes finding small things,knickknacks or like stuffed animals or just like a sweet, that will make Casey happy. (Having younger siblings that she actively has to care for has taught her that it doesn't matter the size of the gift or if it's sparkly)

Who buys the healthy food: Casey clearly didn't approve of Elsa's green stuff sticking out of the back so definitely Izzie. (Izzie enjoys her fare share of snacks but she knows the day has to be balanced with more than "empty" calories. She is patient though in finding the healthy stuff that Casey actually likes.)

Who has better music taste: I'd say Casey in that she would have a more diverse music taste, she'd expose herself to more genres and like eras of music (Izzie feels like a whatever is on the radio or popular on the music charts-this is not slander just vibes I get lol)

Who takes care of the spider: definitely Izzie (I can see her being the person who catches and releases it while Casey is just telling her to "squish it, squish it!")

Who uses more nicknames: probably Izzie, I feel like she uses a more diverse collections of nicknames for Casey. Just like whatever fits the moment. (Casey would just use Izz, dude and a choice pet name)

Who's the little spoon: IZZIE!!! Miss curl up into a ball and fall asleep, she'd definitely pull Casey's arms to wrap around herself.

Who suggest scary movies for film night: I think Izzie is the one to coax them into actually watching a movie, but Casey is actually the one who enjoys them more or is just less put off by them? (Casey totally teases her, never goes too far, about it before the movie.)

Who gets jealous more often: I feel like this belongs to Izzie, like she has more self doubt and insecurities about how much she deserves Casey.

Who brings up kids first: Izzie does, maybe they're studying and making useless conversations, they're on the topic of her siblings. (Maybe you'd thing dealing with kids all her life and an unsupportive mom would put her off; but I think it doesn't. I feel like Casey just genuinely never stopped to really think about kids. Or maybe she thinks she wouldn't be good with kids. Like yes shes amazing with Sam, but to her that's not the same. Izzie reassures her she'd make a great parent, if she wanted to be.)

Who borrows who's clothes more: I could see Izzie borrowing a shirt or hoodie to lounge in, but I dont see it regularly. (Also Casey I noticed wears like oversized shirts often so I dont think the fit of Izzie's clothes would satisfy her.)

Who cries more during sad movies: Casey does. It is something she will deny with her entire being, but it's her.

Who falls asleep on the other more: I'll choose a specific situation for this, not a general thing: when they're talking on the phone late at night I actually think Casey would be the one who ends up falling asleep. (Ik this probably meant literally but this is where my brain went)

Who says I love you more: I feel like Casey. (I feel like for Casey the environment she was raised in it just is easier for her to say it, or it comes more naturally. Izzie uses actions to show her love because sometimes the words I love you coming from her own mouth feel foreign).

Who initiates kisses more: Casey, I think she both initiates kisses and "steals" kisses more.

Who initiates hugs more: if I say Casey with no explanation you have to accept it!

Who takes more pictures of the other: Izzie takes more pictures of Casey (I can see Casey as the person who just loves to pull stupid(affectionate) poses that make Izzie laugh. Also idk I feel like Izzie would be less inclined to have her picture taken and Casey would respect that. They would definitely take pictures together inspite of that though because Izzie wants to capture every moment with her girl.)

Who leaves notes for the other around the house: this plays into the nicknames thing, I think Izzie would leave the most cute/ridiculous notes with like the most cute/ridiculous nicknames for Casey. (Ik Casey made the tarot deck but I can just visualize Izzie doing this lol, sue me.)

Who gets drunk faster: Casey. I see Izzie as the one who has more parties in her past, and ofc she drank so she has more tolerance. Especially being at clayton longer with the track gang and Nate 🤢 (Izzie having to take a drunk Casey home early because she can barely stand on her feet securely, this is when Izzie gets to drive 😌)

Who gets hit on more by strangers: I think Izzie, she gets hit on more by disrespectful men and Casey shuts that down right quick.

Who makes food for the house more often: Izzie, I think she totally loves cooking. She loves trying out new recipes and has a bunch of cookbooks.

#omfg this was so fun!!! like seriously akskapal!!!#THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON!!🥰🥰🙌#atypical #cazzie #atypical hc #atypical headcanon #casey gardner #izzie taylor #anon(affectionate)#long post

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maxwell-grant · 3 years

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Charlie Chan. Who is fascinating, because he was created explictly to be an anti-Yellow Peril character. Unlike most Chinese characters of the time, he's both intelligent, physically capable, and unambiguously heroic. In the novels, he's simultaneously proud of being Chinese AND proud of being an American citizen. He gives orders and instructions to white people, and the narrative treats this as perfectly normal and acceptable. There's a bit in the first book, when an attempt to trap the..(1/2)

(cont'd)There's a bit in the first book where an attempt to trap the protagonist fails, because a message supposedly from Charlie clearly isn't because Charlie's English isn't broken, it's like poetry. Etc. The movies made him more stereotypical, & played by white actors in yellowface, but still, he's a heroic Chinese man, who is as capable and patriotic as any white man. Nowadays, he's thought of as racist caricature. Which he is, but still, it makes one think.

I'm not nearly as acquainted with Charlie Chan as you are (and I definitely suspected he was less racist in the original books because that's nearly always the norm when it comes to pulp characters) but yeah, that "Which he is" is forever going to be the most unfortunate and saddest part of it all when it comes to Charlie Chan. For all the virtues that can be bestowed on Charlie Chan, for everything great that the character had going for him and inspired, the fact that the least offensive image of the character I could find to put here for illustration's sake is from the Hanna-Barbera cartoon kinda exemplifies the big elephant in the room when it comes to Charlie.

Charlie Chan is a great example of two things: One is the way progress is never a fixed quantity and often what was progressive and forward-thinking in it's time can become something outdated and backwards and downright offensive given enough time, and the 2nd is my constant stressing that this is all the more incentive to reclaim the pulps and either highlight or fix aspects of them, instead of dismissing every aspect of them based on the preconception that everything about it's history is unforgivably bigoted and must be handled with the nuance of a sledgehammer.

I stress time and time again the need to highlight and understand the prejudices that went into pulps, because either ignoring them or wielding them as a weapon to attack them does no favors to anyone. The pulps weren't exceptionally bigoted - look at literally any medium in it's time period and you'll find bigotry and prejudice and hatred - and they were exceptional in the number of POC heroes and heroines. Pulps were a medium of experimentation and cheap entertainment that gave way to much, much more varied kinds of protagonists than were permitted in films, serials, novels, comics and radio serials of the day. Imagine if no one was allowed to bring up and discuss superheroes without mentioning the Superman Slap-a-Jap posters or the Captain Marvel story so horrifingly racist it was recounted by an American ambassador after it deeply offended a friend's son and a major influence on the 1950s anti-comic trials. "Pulp fiction had deeply, unforgivingly racist depictions that deserve intense scrutiny and cannot be ignored" and "Pulp fiction was significantly ahead of every other medium at the time in regards to authors and editors striving to publish stories about heroic POCs, this cannot be dismissed and is something that needs to be perpetuated" are not exclusive facts. "A product of it's time" is not an excuse and never was, but it's a fact nevertheless.

Every time someone speaks favorably of Charlie Chan in any capacity, they have to start with a long preface of everything positive that the character had going for him. Yes, he's a deliberate subversion of the Yellow Peril, he's a heroic protagonist, he's plump and good-natured and humorous but far from a joke, he's friendly and pleasant and well-educated and wise, he's a good dad and family man and a terrifically sharp detective who's so good at his job he gets called to solve crimes all over the world, and none of these traits are apparent to people who have to google the character and repeteadly see a white man in awful make-up into every single image of the character, who watch the movies and cringe at the broken English. It's hardly relevant in the face of all the Asian-American critics who acknowledge the character's virtues but rightfully point out that this fortune-cookie spouting caricature, acting subservient to whites and whose virtues are based around his proximity to a white American ideal, doesn't represent them and they shouldn't pretend it does.

Which isn't to say that to like Charlie Chan is "wrong", a lot of East Asians love Charlie and the character's obviously got fans in Asian Americans. It's a complicated subject and I obviously cannot begin to vouch in a subject so heavily based around perceptions I cannot experience. And I deeply detest the idea of speaking for others on their particular experiences on this kind of matter, which is something Americans do a lot everytime they talk about representation in media.

So instead, I'm going to tackle this on a roundabout manner by going on an unrelated tangent to bring up an example of representation that isn't quite representative of what it's supposed to be, has a lot of issues that have been dissected by critics among the people it was supposed to represent, and none of that stopped the character from being popular and beloved and from being claimed anyway. And it's a Brazilian fighting game character, which means it's completely within my ballpark.

Yeah, obviously Blanka doesn't look like anyone who lives in Brazil (whatever resemblance he bears to redheaded jungle protectors of Brazilian folklore is purely accidental). Obviously neither Jimmy nor Blanka are Brazilian names or even exist in the Portuguese lexicon. Obviously there are issues in Street Fighter's approach to representation across the board, sure, and I'd actually say Laura is much worse than Blanka in that regard (again, my opinion, obviously not universal), but the fact remains that Blanka is and has always been pretty controversial. Obviously there's Brazilians who took offense to Blanka and they weren't wrong to do so, and I obviously do not speak for everyone here, that goes without saying.

Obviously the idea that Brazil's major representative in a global cast of characters, the first big name Brazilian character in videogames, is going to be a freakish jungle monster who roars and bites faces has problems, as is the fact that all the others get to be regular people representing fighting styles from their countries while Blanka doesn't. None of the Brazilian SF characters represent Capoeira, which is kinda shitty to be honest. And there's a whole stereotype of Brazil as a backwards land of beasts and savages that Blanka's creation played into. There's no shortage of ground to criticize Blanka's representation and Ono actually apologized in an interview once, but then he learned one teensy little thing:

Street Fighter is very popular on Brazil. Would you like to leave a message to the fans from there?

"Ono: Yes, I'm aware. At the time of Street Fighter II a lot of the arcade machines produced went there, so I knew we had lots of fans there. A message to Brazilians, well, I'd like to apologize. I know Blanka's a weird character and I don't want any Brazilian to feel uncomfortable with that.

When Blanka was conceived, we knew there were forests in Brazil, and so we thought he could look like that. I was actually kinda nervous knowing I'd meet Brazilian journalists. Still, this is the first Street Fighter in ten years, so we'd like all fans to play, including Brazilians, which are many.

Thanks. Well, but you should know that Brazilians love Blanka

"Ono: Ah, good! I was scared of getting beat up if I ever went to São Paulo! (laughs)"

(That's from a 2012 tv special called The Greatest Brazilian of All Time where over a million viewers voted to elect whoever they wanted, and Blanka was going to win. He was polling ahead of Aryton Senna and PELÉ, fucking Pelé, yes this happened. He wasn't even disqualified for being a cartoon character, it was an open poll, he was disqualified due to canon stating he had been born in Thailand, which I think may have been retconned since then. Again, A MILLION BRAZILLIANS voted for this contest, and Blanka was going to win.)

Blanka is great and sweet and lovable, he made the best out of the incredible shitty hands fate dealt him and became a cool and strong green man who shoots lightning and flies, a self-taught warrior who rides whales and planes to fighting tournaments, and he loves his mom and friends and kicks ass and after he's done he dances in joy and gives the kids of his village piggyback rides, and Brazil loves him. He doesn't represent any existing person or fighting style, he's rooted in a negative stereotype and incorrect assumptions, he's not even really Brazilian, and he's our boy and nobody can take him away from us.

No criticism of Blanka, no matter how in-depth or even right it is, is ever going to affect that, because regardless of what was wrong or misguided and offensive about him, we claimed him and loved him so throughly that Capcom kept playing up Brazilian representation in every subsequent game post Alpha, and because of Blanka's impact and reception in such a big game, Brazilian characters have become a staple of fighting games, and that's how we got much more diverse representatives in those games. Fighting games have more Brazilian representation than LITERALLY ANYTHING ELSE on media not produced here. It started as BAD representation, with way less thought put into it than Charlie Chan, and it still mattered to a lot of Brazilians who reclaimed it and made it better than it was ever intended to be, and as a response to it, it gradually became better.

Progress is not a fixed quantity, it's an uphill battle, and it's not unwinnable. Everything's gotta start somewhere.

The Good Asian is a ongoing comic that I think does the best job I've seen yet of handling an Asian American detective protagonist, which is not really a high bar in the first place, and more to the point, The Good Asian illustrates the 2nd part: the reclaiming. The Good Asian deals a lot with the realities that a 1930s Asian-American detective would run into, the strained circumstances and relationships between said character and the world around him, because it's born from an author who took a look at Charlie Chan and Mr Moto and the like and recognized the potential in those stories that could not be fulfilled in it's time period by the people writing said stories.

The Good Asian pays little reverence to Charlie Chan, but it acknowledges that it cannot exist without Charlie Chan, and it reclaims the Charlie Chan premise at the hands of someone more adequately equipped to tell a gripping story that goes places none of Charlie's contemporaries would ever go. Regardless of how good or bad of representation Charlie Chan was, Charlie Chan mattered and was beloved and inspired a better example for others to improve on or rebel against.

I desperately wish that I could google Charlie Chan without having to look at a guy in yellowface, and the ONLY way that's going to happen is if the character ever gets meaningfully brought back and reclaimed for good by people who can meaningfully tackle the character and present him as he should have always been presented.

And then, I imagine it would be a lot easier to show people on how swell Charlie really is. A true, positive role model and hero, who no longer has to look like a gross cartoon to be able to exist at all. Who can finally be what he was always meant to be, and always was deep down.

#replies tag #pulp heroes #pulp fiction #charlie chan #detective fiction #the good asian #street fighter #blanka

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for better or for worse (1)

pairing - spencer reid x reader

summary - when the people they love the most are kidnapped and ripped out of their hands, the bau does everything they can to get them back before it turns dire

warnings - mentions of case, angst

series masterlist

“please head home and get some rest! we’ve had a long couple of weeks and you all deserve a night off,” emily called from the catwalk.

it was one of the rare days the bau team worked an actual 9 to 5. they would be able to go home at night to their respective families at a fairly normal hour instead of the messed up ones due to traveling.

the bullpen was a rush, everyone packing up quickly so they could leave as soon as possible.

“j.j.! any plans for tonight?” coverstion between the agents bounced around easily.

“homework duty and just sitting back and relaxing with my boys,” the blonde agent replied, “how about you rossi?”

“cooking lesson,” the italian man spoke.

the team all looked towards the senior agent. “and we weren’t invited?”

rossi threw his hands up in defense. “hey, there’s always a spot open at my table,” he offered. luke huffed, the thought of italian food already making him hungry.

“alright luke. since you seem to be complaining a lot, what are you doing?”

luke grinned, leaning into garcia slightly. “just relaxing with my two favorite girls,” he answered.

“aw luke! we’re not going to be there tonight,” tara grinned. “sorry ladies, penelope and roxy are all i’ll be with tonight.”

“well leslie and i are just going to watch reruns of jeopardy and nurse a bottle of wine,” tara announced.

“same with me and kristy,” matt agreed.

“spencer?”

“date night,” the genius smiled. matt made mock kissy faces towards spencer. “have fun with y/n,” emily quickly butted in.

“how about you em? you’ve been working extra hard recently. how are you unwinding?”

the unit chief laughed. “i’m taking keely shopping. i promised we would go and tonight just happens to work.”

garcia scoffed, “ugh i’m so jealous.” luke huffed at that. “what? me and roxy aren’t good enough?”

laughter echoed through the room. the team bid their final goodbyes to each other, all eager to head home before they would have to be back again early the next morning. it was incredibly relieving to have the night off for once.

you looked up from your desk to see spencer walk in, suit jacket tossed over his shoulder and bag in hand. his sleeves were rolled up to his elbow too, curls falling on his forehead. “hi sweetheart,” he mused.

“oh my god you’re actually home,” you exclaimed, jumping up to greet him with a kiss to the cheek.

the two of you didn’t pull away, his hands holding your middle while yours rested in the crook of his arm. “i made you a promise didn’t i? i was going to be home so we could actually have a night to ourselves and i promised to follow through.”

“yeah you did,” you replied with a grin. “i was just afraid you were going to get an emergency case and have to leave immediately.”

“i’m guessing that explains why you aren’t ready yet,” spencer commented, motioning down to your outfit of leggings and a sweatshirt. “hey last time i got dolled up you were called out to tennessee. can you blame me for not wanting to waste an hour getting ready?” spencer chuckled at that. “well tonight we can actually go out, no interruptions.”

with one final kiss to your lips, spencer pushed you towards your room to get ready for your date.

you were ready pretty soon if that, clothes were already layed out and hair and makeup didn’t take long. spencer remained in his work clothes as they were formal enough.

“well let me just say it was worth the wait,” spencer spoke when you appeared once again in the living room, heels clicking on the hardwood floor. you scrunched your nose at the compliment, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips. “thank you.”

“i’m ready to go when you are,” you announced. spencer finished slipping the final things, just his wallet and phone, into his pockets before taking your hand in his. “let’s head out, i really don’t want to miss our reservations.”

at the restaurant, you were shown to your table almost immediately. after ordering drinks, you decided what to order on the menu before setting it down.

conversation eased easily between the two of you. thankfully, you kept the topic off of work. spencer’s phone buzzed on the able and for a split second, you panicked thinking it was work. thankfully, it was just the team in their groupchat.

“hey look, the team is all sending pictures of their night off,” spencer spoke, handing you his phone. you, in turn, scrolled through the messages.

there was garcia and roxy, all curled up on the couch in comfy clothes ready to watch a movie. leslie was in front of the tv, holding a glass of wine. kristy’s photo was almost the same, though the show was different. there was keely in front of a store, shopping bags in hand. will was next, michael situatiated on his lap as they worked through some homework. and finally was krystall who was cooking over the stove.

“alright now it’s your turn,” spencer held your his phone to take a picture. you smiled at the camera, the restaurant as your background. “and sent, no more distractions for the rest of the night.”

you took a sip out of your wine glass before raising it up. “amen to that,” you said as the two of you clinked glasses.

dinner was perfect, the restaurant never disappointing as it was one of your favorites. you took your time heading home, savoring the time you were together. but finally, you did arrive back at your apartment.

you kissed him goodnight, letting your lips linger for a little longer. “i love you,” you spoke.

spencer leaned down to kiss you once more. “i love you too,” he confirmed.

he went home with a smile on his face.

the following morning at work, the mood was a lot different.

“hey have any of you seen penelope?” luke asked. “i brought her lunch but i can’t find her anywhere. she’s not in her office either.”

“aw lukie! look at you being a good boyfriend,” j.j. mused, ruffling luke’s hair. a grin found its way to the agents face. “but no, i haven’t seen her yet. weren’t you two together last night?”

“yeah but she went back to her place,” luke explained.

emily’s phone was the first to ring.

the unit chief didn’t bother looking at the caller i.d. and instead hit answer right away. “hello?”

“emily? do you know where my dad is? he’s supposed to drive me to school today but isn’t in the house. i’ve tried his cell and he hasn’t answered but i don’t know if he had to go into work early and was just going to leave and get me,” keely rushed out.

all the blood seemed to rush out of emily’s face. first penelope and now andrew. it couldn’t be a coincidence that both of them weren’t where they should be.

“hey, i’m going to call you out of the school today. i’ll send an agent down to pick you up and bring you to the bau. can you pack a bag?” emily asked. keely replied with a simple, “yes” before the two hang up.

“anderson!” emily called.

as the agent was briefed on his mission, matt and j.j.’s phone rang at almost the exact same time, both from their individual schools. j.j. bit her knuckle, a sign that the news was less then good.

“will was supposed to drop the kids off at school today. neither of them showed up,” the blonde agent announced. matt ran his hand through his hair, similar results on his end as well. kristy was supposed to do the same as will, though she didn’t show up either.

emily stopped anderson from leaving, adding on new orders to stop by the jareau and simmons homes after getting keeli. anderson agreed, leaving with matt to go get the kids.

“leslie isn’t answering her phone,” tara stayed. rossi quickly added on, “‘neither is krystall.”

spencer desperately hoped that his own phone wouldn’t ring. but it did, the obnoxious ringtone blaring in his pocket. “hello?” he answered weakly.

your friend/boss was on the other line. he was down as your emergence contact, hence why she had his number. “hey spencer, y/n didn’t call out sick from work today and hasn’t showed up. do you know anything?”

“yeah y/n’s sick,” he lied, not quite sure what to say other then that. “i’m not quiet sure when she’ll be better though.”

“alright send her my best. she’s got a lot of sick days so just don’t rush her return. thanks again.”

spencer remained silent, trying to process that fact that your fate was matching the others.

“everyone go to their apartments or homes. there’s no way all seven of them just disappeared. j.j., you and i will stay here. anderson will let us know if anything is missing,” emily commanded. “we’ll regroup in thirty minutes.”

the team all left in a rush. a record could have been set for the number of traffic laws broken on their individual drives.

spencer parked his car as quickly as possible. he yanked the keys out of ignition, fumbling with them until your apartment key was in his hand.

inside your apartment was as clean as it was yesterday. the only thing out of place was your coffee mug in the sink, already finished and just waiting to be washed. other than that, almost nothing was different.

the table was what captivated spencer’s attention. a present was sitting in the center, looking extremely out of place in contrast to the rest of your home. spencer didn’t have time to investigate, needing to alert emily.

with the box in hand, he left the apartment once more to drive back to the bau.

anderson and matt arrived just minutes after the rest of the team. henry and keely were walking in the own, the older girl keeping an eye on him. michael was situated on anderson’s back, looking more then joyed to be getting a piggyback ride. matt has rosemary tucked firmly in his arms, baby carrier by his side while david, jake, chloe, and lily all followed.

rossi releaved the younger agent by taking the youngest out of his hands. “i’ll take the carrier and put her down in my office,” he offered. matt thanked him quietly, keeping his eyes in the other kids while the senior agent headed up to the catwalk.

emily and j.j. went up to her own office, letting keely and the two boys sit in there. “we’re going to find your dad,” emily reassured the young girl. keely managed to muster a smile, relaxing further into the plush chair behind the desk.

while anderson took matt’s kids down to morgan’s old office, the team headed up to the conference room.

“alright,” emily started. “did any of you find anything?”

the room was quiet as everyone dug through their individual bags. seven identical boxes were pulled out, white squares with red ribbon.

“i haven’t opened it yet,” spencer revealed. the others agreed, all to nervous to see what was inside. emily and j.j. frowned, anderson had given them the same two items upon return.

with shaky hands, spencer was the first one to tug at the string. the four sides fell back with ease, only the top remained. the genius pulled the top off, eyes brows immediately furrowing with confusion.

inside was a phone, more specifically your own cell phone. the screen was cracked, making the screen almost impossible to see. the greatest concern was the blood on the back.

spencer held down the power button for a moment, the white apple start up screen flashing back at him. your usual background, a photo of you and him at one of rossi’s dinner parties, was replaced with a black screen. upon further inspection, the word ‘love’ was in dark letters.

“mine says love,” luke announced, holding up penelope’s usual sparkly iphone. “mine too,” tara agreed. everyone else pushed the phones towards the center, all cracked, all with a bit of blood, and all with the word ‘love’ on the lock screen.

it was like you had all vanished.

you were gone. and the team had absolutely no idea where any of you went.

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makeste · 4 years

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BnHA Chapter 278: MOMO IN CHARGE

Previously on BnHA: Deku and Kacchan were all “SIR, THAT’S OUR EMOTIONAL SUPPORT SENSEI” and got really ferocious and made a very passionate attempt to blow Tomura up and it was great. It basically did nothing, but it was still great. AFO was all “COME HERE LIL BRO”, and Tomura was all “silly Sensei, you can’t just take over my mind and body just like that”, and he was very confident of this despite there really being no evidence to back it up, but okay! Gran was all “time to make the fandom mad at me” and grabbed Tomura by the collar and yelled at him about Nana a bit, and then Bakugou and Endeavor made an even MORE passionate attempt to blow up Tomura, which may or may not have done some actual damage. The chapter ended with Gigantomachia battling Mt. Lady, just kinda out of the blue, which is FINE, but she had better be all right, though!

Today on BnHA: Everyone is all “WAUGHH IT’S GIGANTOMACHIA” and running around freaking out about it. The U.A. alums all kick some ass, and pretty much everyone else not from U.A. does jack fucking shit. Mt. Lady, who I plan on naming all of my future children after, does her best to stop Machia but he keeps flinging her aside. Kamui Woods is all “here I come with Midnight to put Gigantomachia to sleep!” and is PROMPTLY FUCKING MURDERED!? by Dabi because he’s a flammable tree man, and so Midnight falls all the way to the ground and is badly injured. So then she’s all “well I better call the most competent person I can think of to fix this mess” and dials up YAOYOROZU FUCKING MOMO, who proceeds to take charge LIKE THE BOSS SHE IS, and mobilizes the rest of the kids. And honestly I have more faith in them than in any of the adults at this point, so yeah, you know what? Let’s do this.

so I am possibly a bit spoiled on this chapter because I did a “top five predictions” post earlier this week, and someone replied to that yesterday on Thursday saying that they were mostly correct. I don’t know exactly how close to the mark I was though, and in any case most of the predictions were just “so-and-so shows up, probably”, so it’s not too bad. we’ll see how it goes!

OH THANK GOD MY BABIES ARE SAFE

I mean, CLEARLY they’re all about to be in horrible danger, seeing as Jirou is about to inform them of the whole “THE BIG GUY EVERYONE WAS AFRAID ABOUT WAKING UP WOKE UP” thing, but in the meantime at least Kami and Toadette and Honenuki made it back to the group safely

also Kaminari’s use of “Jirou-Jack” here is fucking inspired and I want him to teach a class on nicknames. isn’t he the one who coined “Yaomomo” as well? this boy has a gift and it needs to be appreciated

so Jirou is all “SOMETHING REALLY BIG IS COMING”, and actually she says “INSANELY HUGE”, which if anything is still an understatement, hard as it is to believe

WOW

“A BAD GUY IS HEADING THIS WAY?? SOUNDS LIKE IT’S TIME TO ABANDON THE CHILDREN IN THE WOODS” kjlfakh okay you know what?? fine!! you weren’t even going to do anything anyway so let’s not pretend!!

holy shit it’s like Mt. Lady isn’t even there

look at those speed lines!! goddamn. I just felt this huge rush of empathy for Mt. Lady though. like can you imagine growing up with this super-destructive quirk, and managing to become a hero with it against all odds, and having to put up with the manga making fun of you all the time just because sometimes you have a tendency to DESTROY A LOT OF STUFF, but it’s not like you can help it!! but the upside has always been that when your quirk is on, you are fucking UNSTOPPABLE though. so even though it’s been a hell of a rough ride for you, it’s worth it because you’re a complete badass and the number of people who can beat you out in terms of sheer physical strength is probably in the single digits. and you’re working really hard too, and lately you’ve been moving up through the ranks and actually becoming a damn fine hero if I do say so myself (and I do), and it’s like, about time though?? like finally, finally it is all starting to come together for you. and then this snarling trashrock person suddenly comes stampeding along and you put your all into trying to stop him, and it doesn’t even do a damn thing. like, holy shit. that’s just not fucking fair and YOU DESERVE BETTER, MT. LADY

anyway so she’s still hanging in there for now though so let’s check in with our villain squad riding on his back

lmaooo they’re all “I don’t even understand what is going on here”

YOU GUYS, THIS IMPLIES THAT THEY WERE ALL PLUCKED OFF THE GROUND BY THE SCRUFFS OF THEIR NECKS AND THEY HAD ABSOLUTELY NO SAY IN THE MATTER OMG. like I’m picturing Spinner being held by his cape pinched in between Machia’s thumb and forefinger, and awkwardly trying to lecture him like a mom with his hands on his hips all, “BAD GIGANTOMACHIA! NO! NOOOUAGH -- !” and cutting off with a yelp as he’s dropped onto his back

and I am glad they got Toga some clothes! I like to think Gigantomachia grabbed those for her as well. so thoughtful

wow Skeptic actually wants to go back to Re-Destro??

color me legit impressed. I underestimated your loyalty my dude. and let me also just take this moment to extend my gratitude toward Horikoshi for leaving the rest of the MLA out of it because good fucking riddance to them, goodbye forever hopefully!!

I guess they’ll be needing Skeptic’s quirk down the line for some reason? maybe he is meant to be like a new, less out-of-control Twice. smdh y’all out here trying to replace your dead buddy like a pet goldfish

who is this “they” Dabi is referring to

do you mean the heroes? lol yeah I guess they’re pretty distracted by the literal fucking kaijuu you’re currently piggybacking on

SIGH

“the Jakku team must’ve made a mistake” BOY, I’LL SAY. you know what, don’t even talk to me about that yet. it’s still too fresh. suffice it to say that your suspicions are correct and things in Jakku are not very daijobu right about now

anyway here’s a closeup of this bubble person just cuz

they are everything and I want them to be my friend. also there’s a squid person a few paces behind them who can probably do anything a squid can do. or they might actually be a shark person, actually. I don’t know. either way I love them

GETEN PLEASE GO AWAY

WE ARE PHASING OUT THE MLA!! MOVING FORWARD IT’S ORIGINAL LOV ONLY!! I’M SORRY BUT YOU DIDN’T MAKE THE CUT. we already have an ice character so shoo

OH DAMN MY MAN CEMENTOSS HAS HAD ENOUGH OF HIS NONSENSE TOO AHHHH YESS

1) hey so Cementoss is legit terrifying who’d’ve thought

and 2), did Cementoss always have a mouthful of gigantic perfect teeth each the size of a slice of bread, or is this just something I’m only noticing now because I’m behind the curve. either way, let me just say sincerely, DKJDLKFJLSKJG

RE-DESTRO YOU GO AWAY TOO!!

@waywardfacegarden you asked the other day which are the characters I actually dislike, and this is one of them lol. he’s just a big ol’ prick, and on top of that has the audacity to not even be interesting in any way so as to balance it out. anyway so apologies to any Re-Destro stans out there but I basically spend every panel he’s in hoping that someone will punch him in the face hard enough to finally make him shut up

anyway so my man Edgeshot is here though, finally!! but of all the people for him to fight! this is a real predicament for me. the most soothing character in the series contrasted with the character who grates my nerves the most. Edgeshot’s sexy ASMR voice is gonna be drowned out by all of RD’s punching and self-important ranting in the anime and I’m lowkey devastated but I’m gonna pull myself together and read on

SPEAKING OF SELF-IMPORTANT RANTING

Edge, if you can liberate us from having to put up with his insufferable ass once and for all I will be so grateful to you. can you do this. please. for me

and it looks like some other boring MLA villains are following along behind Machia so I’m gonna need someone to kick their asses as well. please

-- YESSSSSS

okay so now I see what that comment on my prediction post was referring to lol. I did indeed have my fingers crossed that these two would show up again, and sure enough! THE GANG’S ALL HERE YAY

and Mt. Lady is being sumoed aside!

anyone want tonight’s lotto numbers. during this brief fleeting moment of having my predictions be actually credible, I would just like to say that Hagakure is the U.A. traitor. thank you and goodnight

OH NO KAMUI IS WORRIED

HE LOOKS SO PANICKED?? OUT OF THE BLUE I SHIP IT SO MUCH?? I keep forgetting they’re on the same team and stuff and wow, I need to calm down

LOL MIDNIGHT IS ALL “NO TIME FOR SHIPS!!”

I wonder if her quirk will actually be enough to take him down? this is something I’ve been itching to see for a long time, actually. just how powerful is she? we know her quirk is more effective on males than females, but is anyone actually capable of resisting it? imagine if she really did just knock Gigantomachia out after all of this buildup. that would be some god-tier shit omg, DO IT

(ETA: I am just going to assume that since Horikoshi had to go to elaborate lengths to take her out of the fight, this means that her quirk really was capable of knocking them all out. another tragic case of Too Badass For The Plot. y’all better respect Midnight.)

YESSSSSSSS

is she stripping. you know what -- don’t think about it. I won’t let you ruin this for me Horikoshi. Midnight’s gonna be a badass because the ladies are fucking ruling this arc and that’s all there is to it

NOOOOOO

DABI GET BACK HERE I JUST WANT TO TALK!!

oh thank god, she’s all right. BUT KAMUI ISN’T THOUGH DLKJSFLKSJDG??!

did Kamui Woods just... die

(ETA: okay but for real, is there an actual curse in effect on the Billboard Top Ten right now, though?? did one of them accidentally disturb the tomb of some ancient king??)

...

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oH MY GOD!?!

NOOOOOOO WHY ARE YOU SO QUICK TO SLEEP ON MAJESTIC, LET’S SEE IF THEY CAN DO IT!! GIVE US MAJESTIC GOD DAMMIT

(ETA: Horikoshi is seriously just yanking our chain at this point. when Majestic finally does show up, he or she better have the coolest fucking quirk of all time, that’s all I’m saying.)

okay how badly injured is Midnight here, though?? she just fell all that way?? DO I NEED TO BE REALLY MAD. I CAN WORK MY WAY UP TO IT PRETTY QUICKLY, JUST SAY THE WORD. I’M ALREADY HALFWAY THERE HONESTLY. WHERE’S KAMUI WOODS

!!!!!!!!!!!

AND JUST LIKE THAT MY ANGER EVAPORATES INTO THE NIGHT, YESSSSSSSSS!! MOMOOOOO

holy shit. “a quirk that can stop that thing,” she says. and goes and calls YAOYOROZU FUCKING MOMO y’all I am barely holding myself back from SCREAMING right now I...

you guys

you guys. if Midnight and Yaomomo team up to take down Gigantofuckingmachia using some sort of MOMO MADE A MACHINE TO SPREAD MIDNIGHT’S QUIRK strategy, or whatnot?? I will fucking die on the spot. you can end the manga right there. Kacchan you can keep your quirk I don’t even care

“IT MIGHT BE AGAINST THE LAW” lmaooooo insert John Mulaney “WE’RE WELL PAST THAT” gif here. holy shit. listen, that is fine. if anything it’s even better

WHAT THE FUCK

DO I NEED TO START GETTING REALLY MAD AGAIN!?!?! FUCKING WHIPLASH, IS WHAT THIS IS, BUT YOU JUST TELL ME WHAT SORT OF OVER-THE-TOP REACTION IS NEEDED HERE AND I’LL GO FOR IT

(((( ;°Д°))))

[GRABS HORIKOSHI BY THE COLLAR] listen, you. if you only just now, for the first time ever, gave us a lady hero actually mentoring another lady hero, which we have somehow NEVER HAD BEFORE in almost three hundred chapters, only for you to then KILL OFF THE MENTOR IN THE MIDDLE OF HER GODDAMN SPEECH TO THE MENTOREE, I will... there’s... I’ll... okay, listen. DON’T. THERE WILL BE A RECKONING. CAPSLOCK SUCH AS THIS WORLD HAS NEVER WITNESSED!!

ヽ(#ﾟДﾟ)ﾉ┌┛

I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO REACT TO ANYTHING IN THIS CHAPTER AND I’M LOSING MY MIND OVER IT

so the other kids are all “what the fuck” and “so Momo’s in charge??” which, YES!!! IT’S THE ONE GOOD PART ABOUT ALL THIS SO DON’T YOU DARE QUESTION IT

MOMO NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE CRIPPLED BY YOUR ANXIETY, YOU CAN DO THIS GIRL I BELIEVE IN YOU

hell, it’s not even just an “I believe in you” thing, because it’s not just belief, it’s fact. you motherfucking can do this, you are the most capable and brilliant student in 1-A, you just gotta have faith and let yourself shine!!

so now there are some more panels of Machia running and the villains and heroes fighting, blah blah blah. and Momo screwing up her face as she makes her decision...

YESSSSSSSSS

my baby girl is all grown up and TAKING THESE MOTHERFUCKIN REINS and MOMO I WILL LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU JUST SAY THE WORD!!

lol she’s all “Jirou use your ears and scientifically calculate how long it’ll take him to get here”, and Jirou is all “I can literally fucking see him, he’s gonna be on top of us in like two seconds” WELL OKAY THEN

thank god there are no adult pros left to fuck this up. is that weird that this is a real and honest and completely sincere thought that just ran through my head? like, at this point if any of the adults were around I’d just be afraid of them dying honestly. but with the kids I actually feel real hope that they’re somehow gonna do this. of course it helps that unlike the adults they’re pretty safe from being killed off

also! way to represent the entirety of class 1-B there Honenuki lulz. sorry, The Rest of Class 1-B

OH MY GOD

MT. LADY I WILL LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU AS WELL!! YOU HAVE MY LOVE AND FEALTY!!

I’M STANNING HER SO HARD I’M GONNA EXPLODE SOMEBODY HELP!?!

JIROU SAYS THAT MACHIA HAS SLOWED DOWN!! YOU GUYS I’M ABOUT TO GET “MT. LADY FOR PRESIDENT” TATTOOED ACROSS MY FOREHEAD

lmao at Shouji using his power of “putting some extra eyeballs on my arms” to inform everyone that Gigantomachia is Right Over There and Very Big

good job Shouji

oh my glob I have so much love for Momo right now that it can’t even fucking be contained. brb wildly flailing my hands around a little to try and release some of this excess excitement

maybe Momo can be president instead and Mt. Lady can be the vice president

NO THE CHAPTER IS ENDING I’M NOT READY

AND JUMP IS ON BREAK AGAIN NEXT WEEK TOO, FML!!

okay!!

Kaminari is so fucking brave right now I just want to crush him in a hug?! we know he’s still scared!! look at his eyes!! and he was freaking the hell out earlier too, and now the situation is much worse! but he doesn’t give a fuck because his friends need him! he is ready to be a hero, my little baby boy is all grown up and I’m so proud??

Mineta’s face in the bottom right corner is everything. I know, I know, boooo Mineta, but that’s still the best face anyone has made in the entirety of this manga

Tetsutetsu’s out here all “I humbly request to also represent class 1-B” and Momo is all “okay fine I guess we can have two of you guys”

can we all just stop for a moment to appreciate how KamiJirouMomo is alive and well. like, we had interactions between all three of them in this chapter, in all possible permutations? do you know how happy this makes me?? I am vibrating with joy??!

I really can’t stress this enough -- I have no clue at all what these little soda can things are (anesthetic, I guess??? you know, like how you sometimes buy cans of anesthetic at the supermarket?? what do you mean you don’t do that??), or what they’re gonna do with them. I have like negative clues. but DAMNED IF I GIVE ONE SINGLE FUCK. the next chapter can be them all fucking hurling them at his face for all I care. THE DETAILS OF HOW SHE KICKS HIS ASS DO NOT MATTER!! GOOD MORNING TO YAOMOMO AND YAOMOMO ONLY!! MY MOMO ACADEMIA

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Fic request for touristy Maximoff family? (bc Vision's 'drunk' awkwardness in Wandavision ep 2 where he apologised to a handrail, is something that I as a Brit intensely and deeply relate to, and it reminded me of them hiding out in the UK in IW which also made me v emotional- they deserved better!)

Thanks for the ask! They really did deserve better and hopefully might get some happiness at some point. I hope you enjoy their family day trip!

***

“Where are the witches?”

Vision folds the map into a square and slides it back into his fanny pack, nonchalance embedded in the action “Oh, there are no witches.”

This isn’t what Billy wants to hear, “You said this is Witch House.”

“I did, yes.”

The conversation circles back around, “Then where are the witches?”

“Well technically there were never any true witches here in the first place.” Billy stares at Vision, betrayal drooping his mouth down into a deep and unforgiving frown. A history lesson isn’t going to save the moment, and yet her husband tries, determined to share the two weeks worth of research he’s conducted since they decided on the trip. “It is called Witch House because it was owned by Judge Jonathon Corwin who presided over some of the witch trials. Now, though some like to say witchcraft was rampant at the time, it in fact was -”

“But I wanted witches.” This is true, it was Billy’s only request—spooky witches to be precise. “You said there’d be witches.”

Tommy isn’t fully invested in the trip, having voted to go to an amusement park for their fall get-away, but he never passes up an opportunity to pile onto a complaint. “Yeah, where are the witches, dad?”

“Salem has far greater historical value than just the witch trials.” Not a smart tactic, which Vision realizes as soon as he says it, face scrunching up at the misstep while the gears in his eyes rotate furiously to the left signifying he’s attempting to figure out how to regain their confidence. “Um, from my understanding there may be some modern day witches in the village who provide tours and demonstrations. We can stop by once we have seen everything.”

This earns some consideration from their ten year olds. “Real witches or like herbal tea witches?”

Tommy piggybacks on his brother’s question, “Will they turn Billy into a frog?”

“No one is being transformed into an amphibian,” Vision reassures them.

“Lame.” Only a half hour in and the L word is out in the open, a new record for the Maximoffs.

Wanda rolls her eyes at the rebuttal and studies the building in front of them, a foreboding tiered facade with black wood trim that would fit right into a horror movie. Briefly she wonders if it was always black or if that was added to enhance the supernatural identity the town developed once they realized the tourism potential of their sordid past. If ominousness is what sells here, she knows how to reclaim their trip. “Vizh,” her husband meets her gaze,the exasperation of parenthood making him seem particularly desperate for her thoughts, “There was at least one witch you can tell them about.” Confusion crinkles his brow, “Agatha.”

Realization dawns, as if he had blocked out all memories of dear old Agatha. “Ah yes Agatha Harkness.” The name falters on his lips, uncertainty making residence in his body with the wringing of his hands. “I am not sure they are old enough to hear about-“

“You owe us a witch, dad.” Tommy is very dedicated now, a grave frown on his face and an arm wrapped tenderly around his twin’s shoulders. “Billy deserves a witch.”

Vision folds, shoulders inching down in submission of their desires. “Agatha Harkness,” it is not that they have had bad experiences, per se, with Agatha, but she always intersects with their lives at moments of both wonderful highs and crippling lows, which is why Vision seems to weigh her name so heavily. “You will not see the name Agatha Harkness in any of the books about Salem.” Wanda can feel Vision mentally shut the books of information he’d acquired for the day. “She was a witch, a real one and very powerful as well as very old.”

“How old?” Billy’s eyes are shining at the change in tone for the trip. “Like ancient?”

“Positively ancient.” An enormous grin erupts on Billy’s face, while Tommy stands unusually rapt. “There are accounts of her presence all the way back to 10,500 BC, there are even rumors she was involved in the lost city of Atl-”

A cloyingly sweet and chipper “Excuse me,” breaks the story and the atmosphere. The voice belongs to a short, blonde haired woman in a puffy vest and flannel shirt, “I couldn’t help but overhear your tour and was hoping we could join.” The we is a man a few years older than the woman, his gray mustache thick enough to hide whatever his feelings are about the request.

Vision’s lips part and then close a few times, hand half raised as he processes the intrusion. “Oh um, this is a uh private tour,” a nervous, placating smile tries to shoo away the couple. It doesn’t work, neither does his, “Terribly sorry for the confusion.”

Typically on their trips people come up to them because they are Avengers, but Wanda doesn’t detect the same motivation from the couple, neither seeming to actually recognize them. The husband appears a bit concerned about Vision’s appearance while the wife assumes it is for show, “Oh well, you just seem dressed the part, you little devil,” Wanda tries not to laugh, something Tommy fails at, chuckling at the way the comment wilts his father further. Whoever this woman is ignores the reaction, soldiering on ahead as if it is her job to get what she wants. “And you are giving this beautiful family such a lovely tour. We’d love to join in.”

Vision weighs his response, eyes first surveying the very clearly matching sweatshirts they are wearing, this year’s travel theme the Maximoff Bunch. Each of them has a navy sweatshirt with Cambria font declaring their role-- Vision’s sweatshirt (that is real clothing, not molecularly manipulated so that he has a keepsake from their trip) is emblazoned with Papa-ya, their less than thrilled 10 year olds are sporting ones labeled Bil(ly)berry and Tommy-rillo, and Wanda’s deviates a bit with Mom-osa, Vision crushed to not find a fruit close enough to mom to complete the bunch. This should be enough to convince this woman that they are all a family and not a tour group...and yet she just keeps smiling sweetly at Vision until he gives in. “We’re happy to pay.”

Now Vision turns towards Wanda, searching for a response or a rescue. She doesn’t get a chance to help, Tommy speaking up first, “Fifty a person fair?”

“Thomas I do not-”

“Completely fair.”

The glare from Vision assures their son that they are going to talk about this on the ride home, Tommy’s impulsivity almost always at odds with Vision’s desire for control and planning.

Vision turns towards the couple, hands clasped tightly in a sign that another apology is on it’s way but it is stopped by Billy recentering their attention to what is most important. “How can Agatha be so old?”

Faced with numerous smiling and eager faces, Vision seems to accept his newfound role with a deep, soundless sigh, “Well, she is a very powerful witch, one who even survived the Salem Witch Trials.”

“No way!”

“Very much so. Let us return to 10,500 BC first.” Now that he is free to regale them with history, albeit seasoned with a heaping amount of occult, Vision finds his element. They learn about how Agatha came to be in Salem, about the Witch House and the judge who dwelled there, of the frenzy that occurred in people pointing fingers at anyone who was suspicious or merely disliked. The boys are enraptured listening to the tales of injustice and prejudice and, as they move from the Witch House to the hill on which many witches were burned at the stake, their little tour group increases in size, a trail of eight people joining on.

Surprisingly her husband takes it all in stride, welcoming each new person and asking their name. What really seems to excite Vision is when their crew asks questions. One of the newbies stops him during his soliloquy on what behaviors were deemed witchy. “Is it true that witches danced naked?”

Vision’s charm is on full display, lips cocked to the side as he shakes his head at the idiocy of the past, “Merely a salacious rumor because titillation is more convincing than honesty.”

A voice from the back of the group declares, “That’s because history is written by lonely men.”

Without missing a beat, her husband nods appreciatively at the running commentary from this particular guest, “A very astute observation, Taiyah, yet again. Now let’s turn our attention back to the Court of Oyer and Terminer.”

As the tour keeps moving through the harrowed landmarks, Billy is at the front, always just to the side of Vision, soaking in every word of information. Tommy, on the other hand, oscillates between the front and the back, eventually deciding to stick with Wanda. “This is starting to get a bit lame.”

“Your father and brother are having fun.”

His annoyed sigh seeks companionship, which she won’t give because she’s enjoying herself as well. “It’s just so much talking.” It is more than Tommy is ever willing to listen to, his mind and body always seconds, if not hours, ahead of them all. “Where’s the excitement?”

Sweeping the environment is a key aspect of missions and right now Wanda has assessed that the majority of the group are crowded around a tree, listening to the story of how Agatha supported parts of the trials out of a need to cull the weaker witches and remove her competition, it is a dark aspect of the tour, barely a sound existing to interfere with Vision’s explanation of the witch’s intentions. “Watch this.” Tommy stares at Wanda as she lifts her hand, scarlet undulating around her fingers, and then she flicks a finger, the tree trembling mightily despite no breeze to speak of. Several people gasp, one woman screams, and instantly Vision locks eyes with her, not one to ever be deceived by her influence. She expects irritation at disrupting his story, but instead there’s a little spark of mischief in his swirling irises, an almost imperceptible uptick to the left corner of his mouth that takes all her energy not to go and enjoy.

“Don’t you all tell us not to do that?” Tommy’s voice is bated, eager to figure out if their limits on use of powers in public is about to be lessened.

“No one goes on a witch tour without hoping for a little bit of magic.” The shit eating grin on his face is almost a perfect replica of Pietro’s and one she can’t help but mirror. “Just watch and learn.”

***

By the time they reach the Witch Village, the agreed upon conclusion of their tour, Vision can’t get a word in edgewise, the entire group riled up, swapping observations of the branches that moved without wind, the sense of dread that engulfed their minds at the guilty verdict of Agatha, or the heat they felt when the pyre was verbally lit. It’s this sense of awe that makes not a single person listen to Vision’s insistent, “Sorry, please, I do not want your money. Please, keep it for yourselves.” Instead of listening to him, everyone shoves their payment into the cup that Tommy so helpfully procured from the concession stand nearby.

Once all the people are gone, it is just the Maximoffs once again. “Was that sufficient in witches?”

Billy’s enthusiastic nods sends his hair bobbing with glee. “So awesome.”

“I have a question,” this comes from Tommy, who has already bought an ice cream cone with their earnings, the swirl of chocolate and vanilla towering up from his fist, “would we have been considered witches back then?”

“Well,” Vision’s arm snakes around her waist, pulling her until their hips are touching, the pride in his voice wrapping her even more snugly with his affection, “your mother already is a stunning one.”

“Gross.”

“And I no doubt would be viewed as inherently supernatural and thus evil,” something that is said with levity instead of the usual depths of despair that accompanies Vision’s grapple with humanity. “The two of you would also be suspect, simply from your parentage but also, well-”

“So the answer is yes?” Vision concedes with a nod. “Great, wanna go take a picture in the arm thingies over there?” They follow the ice cream cone as it points them towards a small square where people are taking turns putting their heads and hands through the holes.

“That would be a pillory,” Vision helpfully defines, but neither of their sons are listening, having already taken off to join the line for the photo op.

Wanda takes their brief solitude to encircle his waist with her arm, squeezing him tight and kissing his shoulder. “You have fun?”

His arm moves to rest along her shoulders, “Surprisingly yes, it was a bit exhilarating to have a truly captive audience.”

Wanda hugs him tighter, “Good.” Billy and Tommy wave them over, only ten people now ahead of them in line. They look so carefree, jostling each other with whatever it is they are bickering about now, their happiness with the day unashamedly stitched into every movement. Given who they are, Wanda is glad they are alive now and not during a time of greater hatred. Which brings her mind back to the woman who made the tripa success. “Vizh?”

“Hmm?”

“When do you think we should let them meet Agatha?”

They stop, Vision sometimes unable to think and walk at the same time, and the toil in his mind is palpable even without her powers. “I believe,” he too takes in their sons, a fluttering smile on his lips the longer he stares, “it might be best she remains a story for a little bit longer.”

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