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ciaonicole85 · 18 days

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Waiting on my AO3 invite. Here's a one shot Sydcarmy story. Canon compliant. Post season 2. Please excuse the grammar/spelling mistakes. I need season 3 to get here quickly!

Title: Won't You Be My Neighbor

It was her break and for the 89th time in the last three days Sydney reassessed the apartments within 15 minutes walking distance from The Bear. As CDC she no longer wanted to depend on the train should there be some kind of accident, strike, or weather event. There were three that she could afford on her own and many more options if she were willing to become a roommate. She wasn't. If inspiration for a recipe struck her at 2am she wanted to get up and cook if she wanted. She loved the freedom of walking around naked after a shower, picking out her clothes or getting a snack. Most of all she missed turning up her music and dancing like an inflatable tube man in private.

She had sent a message to each leasing office to schedule an appointment next Monday and two of the three had confirmed a 10a and 11a showing. It had been more than 48 hours since she messaged the third so she called. The leasing agent informed her that the specific unit she wanted was no longer available, but they had a gorgeous 2 bedroom for $3800 a month if she was interested. "Okay, now that's just two options" Sydney muttered after getting off the phone.

"Hey mija, what you looking at?" Tina asked sitting down to eat lunch.

"Just apartments. I finally have the funds to move" Sydney answered with a sigh.

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy to be getting out on your own?"

"Oh, yeah for sure. It's just I'm really picky"

"Well, it doesn't have to be forever. Just make sure to read the reviews. You don't want roaches or bed bugs".

"Oh, I can't stand bugs! My dad still has to kill them for me, but I better get a fly swatter and spray now that I'll be on my own soon."

Break was over and Sydney stood up to resume her duties. First she needed to talk to Natalie about the upcoming private party. A celebrity had reserved the entire restaurant next Thursday evening. The names of all staff members on duty that night had to be submitted ahead of time with signed NDAs. It was all happening so fast and The Bear's debt was likely to be paid less than a year after opening. First there had been a Grio article about her being a rising black chef. That led to Keith Lee, the TikTok restaurant reviewer, raving about his to-go order that included the T-Bone and the Michael cannoli. It went viral and suddenly, they were booked for the next three months with a waiting list. She was working harder than ever, getting paid pretty well, and she deserved a place of her own.

After talking to Natalie, she found Carmy working on her prep.

"Hey, thanks! I can take over that now if you want"

"Actually….it's done. I wanted to take you somewhere for like 30 minutes" he said finishing up and cleaning the station.

Sydney folded her arms, her eyebrows raised high.

"Okay, where are we going?"

"I know you've been looking for a place and I think know the perfect apartment for you. Just a 10 minute walk from here. The landlord gave me the key so I could show you today" Carmy said trying to sound casual, but a deep pink flush rose in his cheeks.

"Why is he being weird?" Sydney thought but simply said "Okay, that's dope."

The Chicago air was soft and warm, the clean sunlight making everything look new. Summer afternoons like this made you forgive the brutal winters here. Carmy directed Sydney when to turn left and right, but refused to tell her where exactly they were going. Soon they were standing in front of his building.

The reason for his weirdness was now perfectly clear to Sydney and she felt so flattered that she had to avoid looking at Carmy when she said "So, there's an open unit in your building?"

"Uh, yeah. The people who lived just above me moved and I, uh, thought you might want to see it".

The apartment was on the fourth floor. Carmy unlocked the door and let Sydney go in first. The walls were freshly painted in "Cloud White" and the oak hardwood floors creaked comfortably under their feet. The layout was the same as Carmy's apartment with plenty of windows to let in natural light and a shockingly large kitchen for a 1 bedroom place in Chicago. As Sydney inspected the appliances and bathroom, she decided that if the rent was going to eat up even half of her check it was worth it. She had always admired Carmy's spacious apartment and with her sense of style she could make hers, a cozy bohemian oasis filled with plants, wall art, and actual furniture (eventually).

Carmy had let her roam around in silence for a few minutes, muttering and emitting tiny sounds of joy to herself. When she met him in the living room again, he said trying not to grin too widely, "If you like it, it's already yours."

"How? I know places like this are snatched up fast" Sydney said her eyes finally able to meet his again.

"The landlords, they're a couple, and their 20th wedding anniversary is coming up. They want reservations at The Bear." Carmy explained, desperately hoping to sound nonchalant about it.

"Oh, that's nice work, Carmy."

Then Sydney squealed and cried "This is just what I wanted!!" and she flung her arms around his shoulders in a wild hug. Carmy commanded his body not to shudder as he hugged her back. She was just wearing a t-shirt and without her usual layers of clothing he felt her delicate frame, her slim shoulder blades imprinting on his fingers.

In a moment Sydney pulled back shly and let her arms fall to her sides, her face burning. She made a mental note: Hugging Carmy. Not a safe activity for those who want to cook along side him using sharp objects or sleep peacefully at night dreaming innocent thoughts.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!" Sydney said taking another step back and making another turn around the room.

Carmy nodded and concentrated on not melting into the floorboards.

"You're okay with this? We already spend 60+ hours together at the restaurant every week and now I'd be in your building! And literally living on top of you."

"Yeah, well, I want you to. You deserve everything you want, Syd."

"Then I'll take it! Just a warning though. If you hear someone belting out Kpop and an occasional thud, that's just my weekly one woman concert, which will be over no later than 10pm. I'm not being murdered."

Carm was no longer unable to contain the width of his smile. This girl is so cute, his body physically ached. How would he get through service tonight?

With a happy shake of his head, he replied, "Thank you, for the heads up!"

With that Sydney marched towards the door and exclaimed "Take me to your landlord!"

Carmy floated behind her.

Cue: Maxwell's "Whenever, Wherever, Whatever"

#sydcarmy #sydney x carmy #carmy x sydney #carmen berzatto #syd adamu #the bear #fanfic #fan fiction #one shot

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bluegalaxygirl · 18 days

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Hello there :)

I'm new here but I love your stuff, it's all so sweet 😫❤️

So hear me out, I got an idea for Zosan x fem!reader, where Reader is a little Tinkerer and loves to invent things or just make cute thingamajigs. And she loves to make small things for Zoro and Sanji and even though they always get red and fidgety when she give them her little presents, they always cherish them and keep them neatly in their room🥺

Welcome and i hope you enjoy this, i find this idea so cute.

Zoro X Sanji X Reader, poly relationship, established relationship

^ When you first joined the crew you were kinda scared to show off your inventions, mainly because you wanted to impress them and anything less than perfect was not good enough for you, but with time and some entrancement from Usopp and Sanji you started to show your stuff before it was finished.

^ Your always observing how the crew works and planning how to make their life easier by making stuff for them, so you always have a project going on. You used to hide away in Usopp's area of the ship but now find it more enjoyable by being around the crew, your main favorite places are the kitchen and the training room.

^ Depending on if you want to talk or not you'll choose one or the other to tinker with your project in, Sanji is always happy to have you around and willing to talk with you about anything. He's really into what your doing and fawns over your thoughtfulness and skill, he was doing this even before you started dating him. In the training room there's no talking just the sound of Zoro working out, he appreciated you being quiet but if he found you struggling with something he would offer his help mainly to show off how strong he is.

^ If you ever need help with something you can always go to either one of them, and they'll both do their best while also trying to cheer you up if something hasn't gone the way you wanted. Gods forbid you ever get hurt while making something, the slightest hiss or pain and their asking what's wrong, Zoro is way more toned down just asking if your ok and if you need anything while Sanji is instantly by your side taking what ever body part is hurt into his hands and looking it over before dragging you off to see chopper.

^ When you work late into the night mainly because you loose track of time both of your boys have to come down and get you, one isn't enough since you try and by more time if its only one of them. With Sanji you can give him a pout and kiss asking him to sit with you fore a minute while you finish up, that minute turns into 5, then 10 and soon the cook is fast asleep on your work table. With Zoro all you have to do is ask for his help with something, even if its just opening a jar or pulling something apart then compliment him, you'll force him to sit down in your seat so you can sit on his lap and work saying you'll be a minute, again that minute turns into much longer and the swordsman is fast sleep holding you tight.

^ It surprises you how long it took them to realize what you were doing so now come together in order to get you to sleep, they both have to remind each other of your tactics. Working together they manage to pull you away form your work and to bed, it warms your heart at how much they care about you, at first you feared they only liked you for what you made them but once that was voiced they both made it well known that they love you for you and nothing else. They constantly remind you of that with compliments, loving touches and pulling you away form your work just for your attention or make you eat and sleep.

^ Sanji loves all the things you make for him and tries his best to take great care of them, most of the stuff you make for him are in the kitchen since their practical gifts, A knife block that sharpens the knives for him and some robotic hands that you can attach to the sink that washes dishes for him are the main things but you've made small stuff too. One of his favorites is a small Robot that looks just like him, its made to grind spices and herbs for him rolling the stone back and forth to crush what he needs, he mainly likes it because not only is it useful and catches his likeness well but it also keeps Luffy distracted instead of asking for food.

^ There is one thing the cook keeps in his room away from everyone and everything, a small thing that no one would bat an eye too, but he holds so close to his heart that he wants to keep it safe forever. He's almost scared to use it in case he damages it, its one of the first things you made him and although you didn't think it was perfect still, Sanji couldn't help but fall in love with it and in turn fall in love with you.

^ The lighter you gifted him was unlike anything he had ever seen before, it was round and the middle made out of glass so you can see the strange multicolored liquid inside, a beautiful blue steal engraved casing surrounded it, at first it just seemed like random lines but when he looked closer he found that the small engagements where actually pots, pans, knives, spoons ect, anything to do with cooking was cut out letting you see the glass area.

^ He was beyond happy with it and loved the blush on your face when he raved about it but you had one last thing up your sleeve, turning the lighter on instead of the normal yellow flame it was a blue flame, he started at it in amazement a warm feeling filling his chest as you talked. At that moment the world around him became none existent, just him, you and the blue flame lighting up your face in a way that took his breath and heart, that was the moment he fell in love and what made him decide to treasure that lighter forever.

^ Zoro didn't care a first and was almost offended when you made him something that would make training easier, he did want or need your help and made it clear to you. He got yelled at by most of the crew for making you upset and almost scared of him but it was Us opp and Chopper who managed to make him see the other side of things. You weren't calling him weak, you just wanted to make his training better and more effective because of this he apologized the best he could, after that he loves having you around and working while he's training. On his breaks he'll sit with you and watch what your doing, becoming almost hypnotized by how you make it look so easy.

^ The things you make for him are mostly to do with training but there are times when you try to help him with his sense of direction but those always seem to fail since he keeps getting lost even with the best of your stuff. You've made wrap around pads that turn hot or cold dampening on what he needs, a small device that shows him how fast, strong and level his swings are either with a sword of weights.

^ The first thing you made him is a small device that can be strapped to the back of his neck, thanks to the help of Chopper its made to read brain waves, the small screen will show, what muscles in the body are being works, how long for and the amount of strain their under. It'll let off a beep if a part of the body is under too much strain which is what annoyed him in the first place, you did tell him that the gauge can be changed, but he didn't listen due to his anger. At first, he wanted to throw it out or chuck it into the ocean but for some reason he couldn't, it's been in his locker ever since, and he can't bring himself to let you knew he's still got it, so it says there.

^ There are times when he'll look it over with a smile thinking about everything you've done for him but also cursing himself for yelling at you that day and almost ruining what he has now, loving you and having you make things for him is something he holds close to his heart and this small machine if a constant reminder to never take that for granted, but he'll never let you know.

#one piece #polly relationship #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro #sanji x reader #sanji x zoro #zosan #zosan x reader #zoro x sanji #one piece sanji #black leg sanji #vinsmoke sanji #sanji #zoro roronoa #op zosan #one piece zosan #zosan fanfic #zoro x sanji x reader

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cheesysoup-arlo · 1 month

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I’m lonely and it’s raining (Janis ‘Imi’ike x reader)

Fluff- Janis comforts reader(this is really short)

It’s raining. Like a lot and (Y/N) is home alone. Their parents took a trip out of town. (Y/N) hates being alone but hates having to catch up on school work even more so they decide to stay home. It’s almost 2am and their anxiety is going crazy making it almost impossible to sleep. They start crying and panicking. They can’t take being alone anymore so they decide to call their best friend…and long time crush. Hoping for some comfort and to be less lonely. Janis wakes up to her phone ringing. It’s (Y/N). Janis answers immediately, tired and worried because her best friend(who she secretly has a crush on) is calling her at 2 in the morning. “Hello?” says a very groggy Janis. “J, can I come over?” (Y/N) says, sounding as if they’d been crying. “(Y/N), honey have you been crying?” Janis asks more worried and more awake. “…yeah I’m just having a bad night” (Y/N) says sniffling a little. “Do you want me to go pick you up or are you ok to drive?” Janis questions, putting on a hoodie realizing it’s raining. “Can you come pick me up…please” (Y/N) asks softly. “I’ll be there in 8 minutes…maybe 10 because of the rain, ok?” Janis explains. “Mkay…thank you” (Y/N) says feeling a little better knowing they’ll have someone to keep them company. (Y/N) grabs their comfort plush, their keys, and their bag. Puts on some sweatpants and a hoodie after looking out the window and seeing the rain hasn’t stopped. Janis texts (Y/N) letting them know she’s outside. (Y/N) quickly rushes to Janis’ car after making sure they looked the door to their house. “Hi” Janis says softly as (Y/N) gets in. “Hey” (Y/N) says hugging Janis. Janis looks past (Y/N)’s shoulder, “your parents are gone again?” (Y/N) nods slowly pulling away from the hug and looking down at their plush. They head to Janis’ house. “My mom is already asleep but I know she won’t mind you being over she loves you” Janis says glancing over at (Y/N) but keeping most of her focus on the road. (Y/N) lets out a small laugh. “Your mom is so nice” (Y/N) says sounding more relaxed than they were on the phone. Janis is relieved to hear (Y/N) sounding less sad as the pull into Janis’ drive way. They both grab their things and head inside, up to Janis room. Janis flicks on the light to her room taking off her shoes and hoodie. As she takes off her hoodie it lifts her shirt slightly, exposing her stomach. (Y/N)’s gaze drifts to Janis’ stomach unintentionally, admiring her before quickly snapping out of their daydream quickly removing their shoes and hoodie. (Y/N) hopes Janis didn’t notice but she most certainly did and was trying to hide the light cast of red that now appears warmly on her cheeks. “Wanna watch a movie or are you too tired?” Janis questioned trying to distract herself from the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. “Um could we watch a movie?” (Y/N) asked. “Yeah sure, Disney?” Janis said getting into her bed with her laptop patting the spot next to her for (Y/N). (Y/N) nodded and sat next to Janis getting under the blanket. The two of them watched the movie slowly getting closer with each scoot or readjustment to the point were they were almost cuddling. (Y/N) notices this and gets butterflies in their stomach, looking up at Janis and studying her features they movie was no longer on their mind as they admired Janis’ beauty. Janis felt their gaze and turned making eye contact with (Y/N). They both blushed. (Y/N) looked down at Janis’ lips and that’s all it took for her to pull (Y/N) into a gentle kiss. (Y/N) melted into the kiss. They pulled apart for air. “Woah” (Y/N) said breathlessly “woah” Janis repeated equally as breathless. “um I thyink I like you as more than a friend” (Y/N) said. “Oh come here you dork” Janis says pulling in (Y/N) for another kiss. “I’m really glad I came over” (Y/N) giggled. “Im glad you called” said Janis smirking and pulling (Y/N) in closer. “Yay cuddle time” (Y/N) snuggles into Janis.

“Um, (Y/N) what does this mean for us now? Like are we just friends who kiss or…? Janis asks hoping (Y/N) will say something else. (Y/N) leans up and kisses Janis very passionately then pulls away. “I think I want you to be my girlfriend if that’s ok with you” (Y/N) says hopefully. “Yes absolutely yes” Janis says kissing (Y/N) on the forehead “now get some rest baby, I’m here you’re not alone anymore, I’m always gonna be here.” When Janis says this (Y/N)’s heart melts. “Good night J…I love you” (Y/N) mumbles sleepily into Janis’ neck. “Good night (nickname) I love you too” Janis says blushing. They fall asleep, limbs tangled together. (Y/N) felt so safe and comfortable they could get used to having a girlfriend.

AN-Hey y’all I really hope you enjoyed this. this is my first ever thing I’ve written so I would love some feedback.

#janis imiike x reader #janis ‘imi’ike x reader #janis imi’ike x reader #mean girls #mean girls 2024 #x reader #janis imiike #janis ‘imi’ike #janis imi'ike

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screaminglygay · 10 months

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third time is a charm, right? (part two)

pairing: natasha romanoff x fem!reader, wanda maximoff x fem!reader, natasha romanoff x wanda maximoff (in this part there is mostly natasha!)

summary: you finally work up the courage to call the phone number you got yesterday.

warnings: again some swearing

word count: 1k

an: heyy lovely people! thank youuuuu so much for all the support! it means truly a lot! 💕💕 i hope you will like this part as well! if there is anything special you´d like to read, let me know! 💕

(italica = your thoughts)

Should I call them? I mean they gave me their number for a reason. I should. I have to. I want to, but what should I say?

“Hi, it´s me your waitress! No. Hello, so I'm calling, because you gave me your number.” You let out a big sigh as you take your phone and look at the time.

10:27

You really spent over 40 minutes walking in your apartment back and forth, trying to figure out what you will say to the couple. Going to the kitchen for a cold glass of water seemed like a good idea for your brain to calm down. After almost drowning yourself, you picked up the phone one more time and dial the number from the business card. Before you clicked “call” you prayed to every single gay person you know to give you the strength of not being cringy.

It´s ringing. One time. Two times.

“I wondered when you're going to call, darling.” you heard the captivating rasp again. The voice of a goddess herself. Her raspy voice was such a unique melody to your ears, that it would easily make you do whatever she wants. At that moment you felt like you had the biggest privilege just from hearing her voice.

“You still there?” If you would listen little closer, you could definitely hear the smirk on the face of the lady on the other end of the call.

“Yes, yeah! Hi, hello! Um how did you know it is me?” you start to fidget with the ring on your finger. Even though you're completely alone, you're still trying to hide the fact that you're nervous. Mostly for yourself, fake it till you make it, right? But how can you? When you're on the line with one of the most attractive people in the entire universe.

“I gave you my personal number. I think that its way easier to get to know each other, don´t you think?” she let out a chuckle.

“Sure!” You put your ring back on your finger as you start to walk around the room.

Sure? Oh my god, there is hot woman on the phone and you say SURE?! Say something less cringy! Fuck, think!

“My name is (Y/N) by the way!” you quickly announced.

“Nice to meet you, (Y/N). Such a pretty name, for such a pretty girl. I'm Natasha, but I think you already know that.” You're hearing the flirtatious spark in her voice that automatically sends shivers down to your stomach. You don’t even notice, but after that little compliment from her, you're smiling like a little girl and your cheeks turn red faster than popping champagne at a bar.

“Thanks...” you let out a small giggle, that were caught on the other side. “I uh I did kinda figured it out your names.” a little proud smile on your face could have been seen if the woman was in the same room as you.

“Not just pretty, but also smart, how perfect.” she thinks out loud.

Gosh this flirting is not good for my one and only gay braincell.

“Uh um where is Wanda?” you curiously ask.

“Oh darling, we only just start to talk to each other and you're already asking for Wanda? How cruel...” you can hear some movement in the background, but you don’t pay much attention to it.

“Oh no! Shit. Sorry! I didn’t mean it like that, I just thought that you two were... are a couple?” you mumble not knowing if you're actually asking or just letting your thoughts out loud.

You can hear not so subtle chuckle, that the woman let out.

“We are a couple...” she stopped talking for a few seconds and you look on your phone to make sure you're two are still having a phone call. You are, so you put your phone back on your ear. You can hear her humming to something and then she starts to talk again. “... how about we talk about this in person?” her voice sounds darker than it did before, and you love it.

“Sure! Yeah! Absolutely, alright! I'm free almost all the time.” your cheeks hurt from all of the smiling you did today.

“So, you don’t have another shift at the pub?” This teasing joke from her made you more lose, and it felt like all the nerves just vanished. You shake your head and giggle at her words.

“Nope. I don’t really have any shifts left there, onetime thing, you know?” She saw right through you, but you didn’t care at all.

“Okay, good.” Her chuckle was something you wanted to listen all day long. “Then how about tonight at Mikey´s coffee shop, does 6pm sounds good?” she suggested.

You nod, realizing she can't see you. “Yes, that sounds perfect.” you add and smile again.

“Perfect...” she repeated after you. “And don’t worry, Wanda will be there as well, she can´t wait and me neither.” now it´s her time to smile like a little girl. Sadly, you can't see that beautiful sight.

“Great! So, uh um I guess see you later, Natasha.” You finally said her name and it rolled off your tongue with effortless grace, as if it was natural. The ease with which her name slipped from your mouth was like the instant connection you two felt at the same time. The sparks again. You felt it and she did definitely too.

“See you later, (Y/N).” You could listen to her voice forever but listen to her say your name was something else. Something that cast a spell on you, as you still stood in your living room, even after the call has ended. The texture of her voice is still in your head. The subtle roughness seemed to dance upon the eardrums, leaving an impression that it could hardly be described.

You look around and giggle like a small child having its first ice cream. Maybe you're very thankful to Kayla for not showing up. Actually, you're definitely thankful.

And maybe this is a really nice start for something new? Something exciting and something that you truly deserve after such a long time.

(again, thank you for all the support!<333)

taglist: @arualdcg @beholdagaywriter @snowdrop1026

#wanda x natasha #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #marvel fanfic #wlw #third time is a charm right?#adele writes

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liquid-luck-00 · 2 months

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Marks of Magic

Day 10 Mask of Maribat Spooktober 2023

First *** Previous

Language and cursing is used

2,090 Words

Guess who isn’t dead

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The second after they agreed and he shook her hand, the air rippled again. They were in someone’s apartment, lair, workroom might be a closer word to it. The room was small but seemed to also be endless. On one wall was a kitchenette, while two of the other three walls were covered with pinboards, sketches, and a wall of fabrics. A giant table was in the center of the room, and a door with two giant windows on either side occupied the last wall.

"Where are we?" Jason knows that the question of how is magic, so where is the next.

"A pocket dimension of mine." She shrugged and walked up to the table.

"So who are you, really?"

She gave him that stupid smirk again and he wanted to hit her and protect her at the same time. "You know my face but I don’t know yours, and you still ask me that."

"I don’t trust you."

"I don’t actually know you either, much less actually trust you. But since you are helping me you can just call me Mira."

"Fair enough." He walked up next to her. "So what’s the plan?"

"Bats is preoccupied, so we have maybe an hour, and if my hunch is correct we can’t leave a speck of evidence."

"And how would you know that."

"Let’s just say I’ve got a good feeling." A knowing smile and a glint in her eyes, almost made him ask but thought better of it.

He watched her suspiciously as she set out several blueprints of various Joker hideouts, Jason was actually a bit impressed with it.

He doesn’t get her, hell he doesn’t even know why he actually agreed to this. They got to work quickly devising a plan and ten minutes later they were ready.

"You might need a mask." He pointed out, in this light he finally saw her.

She was close to his age, probably around 5’4”. Her hair was a black almost blue color and the underside was a bright crimson. Bluebell eyes and freckles splashed her nose and cheek bones.

"You’re probably right." Mira did it again, she waved her hand and the air rippled around her.

The next second she was dressed completely different. A long red jacket that was accented with gold and black straps, was over a black dress and a belt around her waist. Red boots that came up to just under her knees, over black leggings. Her hair turned a powdery blue almost white while the hair framing her face was such a dark black it looked like ink. Even her eyes changed to a dark red all while a half gas mask covered the bottom half of her face.

"Is this better for you."

He almost wouldn’t have believed that the person in front of him was the same person he met on a rooftop not even a half hour before, but it was. Damn magic.

"Okay let’s go." They nodded and she teleported them again.

"Now you find…" He started but was cut off.

Maniacal laughter was heard not even two buildings away from where they appeared.

Damn this girl is lucky.

So, they made their way over and he was going to say something but she was already ahead of him.

"Ten thugs and the Joker no one else." She whispered at his side not even looking in. This girl is starting to scare him. "But we only need Joker."

"You’re planning on using that pocket dimension aren’t you?"

"Yes, it’ll give us more time, than if we did it here."

"Okay, knock out the others and we’ll grab the trash pile."

She jumped in and he followed right after. They each attacked and the goons quickly fell, he looked over his shoulder, and saw her, the second she touched any of them they seemed to freeze in place. She danced around them, easily avoiding the bullets that flew towards her. She was trained, and trained well, a pit grew in his stomach at the realization. Who is she?

"Red Hood, now that’s interesting." Joker’s cackling voice drew their attention towards him. "Last I checked that name was mine."

"Well let’s call it a down payment." He was focused on the clown, Mira was capable of taking out the others. "After all you took something from me and made me this."

"And how would that work, hm?"

"You killed me."

"You're going to have to be more specific now. I've killed quite a few people, as have you." He mocked, trying to elicit a reaction. "Be honest, are the faces starting to blur for you yet. Because I can't remember them any more." A chilling smile overtook the Joker's features. "Actually I do remember one. It wasn't far from here. God I wish I could have seen that Blunder's face when my bomb went off."

"Fucking bastard!" He growled, his helmet amplifying the sound. The edges of his sight began to turn green, the madness began to settle.

"Well, well, if it isn’t the little boy blunder back from the dead, does this make me your father?"

The words Joker spoke made him fall further and further into madness, until he let it consume him.

•••

"Well, well, it it isn’t the little boy blunder back from the dead, does this make me your father?"

What?!?! Marinette froze, the words swimming in her head, that night replaying in her head.

"Well this was fun, wasn’t it, boy blunder?" When he didn’t get an answer he continued. "Well it was for me make sure to finish your homework and be in bed by nine. And hey, make sure to tell the big bad bat I said hello."

Jay, she watched Red Hood, and he attacked, but it was different. His movements and aura shifted, inhuman is the only way she would describe it.

They fought like rabid dogs, not caring if they took a life or died themselves in the process. He didn’t care if he got hit, or shot and it terrified her to see it, now that she placed the man in front of her with the boy she knew, she couldn’t move. But she had to, he could kill himself in this state. And she wasn’t going to lose him again.

She called on Pollen’s venom and jumped between them. A fist collided with both of them and they went still. She shoved each of them into a separate room in her pocket dimension before following herself. She secured the Joker in one room, then went to check on Red Hood, no that was Jay, her Jay was alive.

She went into the room and she could feel the anger and hurt that rolled off of him. Marinette approached, as if he were a wild animal.

"I just want to help…"

Hood turned to her, the helmet having broken in the fight, peices dug themselves into his skin, while his eyes were still covered by a domino mask. He trained a gun on her, silently telling her to stop, so she did. They stood there a minute, then two, then five, the minutes ticked on until she thinks he may have calmed down a bit.

Then she recognized it. Stories she read in the grimore, places that were overflowing with magic, from a single Kwamii. And this felt like Plagg, destruction and death, the pits of Lazarus.

She unclasped the chain she always wore from her neck, pulling it forward, a ring was threaded through which she let fall into her palm. The ring of the black cat. He stared at it in her hand a moment before she closed her fingers around it.

"Who are you?" His voice was labored, either from the exertion earlier, or he was still fighting off the madness, she couldn’t be sure.

"Hi, Jay…" She dropped the glamor spell from earlier. Tears stinging her eyes but didn’t care as they fell down her cheeks. "It’s Nettie."

He blinked at her. Not saying a word but she stepped forward. He stood still, watching her. She reached down to take his hand, but he moved it away, so she looked up at him, he was taller than her now. She held out her hand until he took it. When he did she dropped the ring in his hand and a green light emanated from him.

"Better?"

"How?" He asked in return.

"The Lazarus pits are Plagg’s domain, and you are one of his, so now that you’ve been recognized the pits can’t control you."

"How did… I told you… why did you come back?" He finally finished a question.

"I couldn’t live knowing that stupid clown was still alive, I just…" She choked out her answer with just as much difficulty. Tears stung her eyes as she desperately tried not to cry. "I didn’t plan on this happening. I never thought I’d actually…"

"Let’s end this." Jay reached out and combed his fingers through her hair, stopping at the red.

"Let’s!" In a flash her glamour returned and she led him to where she had the Joker.

The monster held inside had regained consciousness in the time they were, sorting their own issues. He watched them, as if he could actually escape them.

"So what’s the plan, Mira?" Jay, Red Hood, asked her casually leaning on the door they came through.

"Physical and emotional transmission."

"Aw the girly doesn’t actually want to hurt anyone?" Joker cackled as if he had won.

"Wrong." She stated coldly. "You’re going to be trapped feeling the pain you emotionally and physically inflicked, until you beg us to kill you, or you kill yourself in the madness."

"Your bluffing sweetheart."

She put a hand on each side of his temple and a scream was immediate.

She hated this spell, and she couldn’t believe the pain that Nooroo and Duusu had to feel for this to become reality. But if it meant that this maniac could feel what he’s done that’s fine with her. The silence that immediately followed sent chills down her spine. The Joker was trapped in his own mind and body, being tortured by what he did to himself, essentially comatose.

They walked out of the room, back to her studio, and Jay finally talked. "How long?"

He wrapped his hand around her wrist, making her stop and face him.

"Jay…" She dropped her glamour again, reached up, he nodded and she removed his mask. "Planning this, maybe a few hours. Knowing your alive and…" She started to tear again but he watched her, not saying a thing again. So she huffed looking him over and pulled him to yet another room. She sat him down and started tending to his now various wounds.

"Why do you still care, I’m not the same person I was?" A desperation crept into his voice, steeling himself from her. He held her away from him by her shoulders.

"I wouldn’t expect you to, I’m not the same either." She shook herself free and fluttered around the room, plopping Jay in a seat in the process.

"Aren’t you mad at me! I left and didn’t even bother trying to find you."

"Yeah I’m mad!" She dabbed the iodine soaked cotton on the laceration on his arm. He winced, if it stung or the fact her temper flared she isn’t sure, she took a breath to calm slightly. "I’m mad at Joker, at Bruce and Alfred for never telling me you died, mad that I couldn’t get you out! But you had no control over what happened to you."

She tried to get him to make eye contact but he looked away. When he finally spoke his voice was cold. "I'm not a good person, so stay away, put me back in Gotham and forget about me!"

"When will it get through your oh so thick fucking skull!" She grabbed his face forcing him to look at her, then flicked him on the forehead. "I don’t give a flying fuck what people think, and I will stand beside those I care about, which includes you. Idiot." She huffed.

"Nettie, you were… you are, my best friend. I don’t want you to hate me." Fear snuck into his voice, it was small, so different from the imposing figure in front of her. Yet so reminiscent of the boy she knew so long ago.

She stood up and offered him her hand. "You’re my best friend, Jay, and no mask, magic, or maniac is going to change that."

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Enticing (14)

Author's note: I've officially written 10 CHAPTERS of both series in less than a month! I can't wait for you to read the rest of the chapters and the direction that the story is taking.

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The concept of flying private was something that Y/N always thought would be impossible for her. Therefore, she was surprised when the car pulled up right in front of Harry’s private jet. The jet was completely white, yet it had written Harry’s initials on its tail.

Harry got out of the car first and stretched his hand out for her to take.

“Wow” Harry chuckled at her gasp, he carried her purse out and shut the door behind her. Meanwhile, the airplane crew welcomed them both and began taking their bags out of the trunk and loading them into the plane.

“Mr. Styles” The long-time pilot, greeted Harry as he walked down the steps. “It’s so nice to see you!” Harry did not know about jets and flying when he decided to buy the aircraft. Hence, he turned to Richard for advice, and ever since he has been the pilot of the jet. Harry trusted no one else.

“Richard! How’ve you been?” Harry shook his hand when he got down.

“Very well sir!” He smiled, the pilot noticed Y/N and instantly turned to her. “You must be Ms. Y/L/N! Welcome!” Richard had been astonished to read her name on the guest chart. He had only had the pleasure of meeting two of Harry’s ex. He only wished this one was nicer than the others.

“Thank you! It’s so nice to meet you” Y/N shyly said, not used to greeting people. She was nervous because this trip implicated meeting new people, and she wasn’t as an extrovert as Harry.

He could talk to the wall and not feel like a fool.

“Is everything ready?” He asked, gently guiding Y/N up the steps and into the plane.

“Yes sir. Even the guests are here” Y/N heard him reply as she paid attention to all the details of the inside of the jet. Richard referred to Alessandro, Michael, and William. They had arrived earlier than the couple, which was always unexpected to them. Harry was never late. He would usually scowl and lecture at the rest of the men for leaving him waiting.

She had made them late. Y/N had struggled with leaving Oliver behind. She held him and cried for a few minutes. Harry had to intervene and separate them. It had made his heart ache, yet he forced himself to drive them apart.

The seats of the plane were beige and the carpet a darker tone. It was very elegant.

“Finally! I thought you weren’t coming for a moment!” Alessandro cried as soon as he saw Y/N. He got up from his seat and greeted her with a hug and kiss on each cheek. “I can’t wait for you to see where we are staying!”.

Alessandro had been planning the entire trip since the night they had dinner at Harry’s. If there is something that excited Alessandro was showing the loveliness of his country to foreigners. He had planned every single minute and second in Italy.

Alessandro was even more excited that it was Y/N who was accompanying them. From what he had heard, she was genuinely interested in his close friend. Harry also seemed like he was infatuated with her.

“I didn’t get the memo we had to come in uniform” Alessandro frowned, pointing out that the couple had dressed very similarly. They wore a set of gray sweatpants. The only difference was that Harry wore his black coat over it.

“I like to be comfortable” Harry shrugged, “sue me”

William sat on the first seat with three books stacked on his table. He still hadn’t started reading any of them, but he had already asked for a glass of wine. He has been answering emails since he arrived. Lately, the office was driving him crazy.

“Hi” Y/N waved at him. William stood up and hugged her tightly. “It’s good to see you” she added, gently caressing his back as they pulled apart.

“I am happy you are here” he whispered to her, knowing that if he hadn’t spoken to Harry, earlier that day, she might not have shown up. “Have you thought of the job?”. Y/N nodded with a smile.

“I’ll let you know after the trip” William gave her a small smile and sat back down.

“Hi!” Michael hugged her tightly right after William released her. “I’ve missed you! Are you excited?”

“Very”

“Why is everyone acting like we haven’t seen each other in years?” Harry asked loudly enough to capture everyone’s attention.

“Because you never text, call, or visit. You only do when it involves business” William mumbled, taking the first book from his pile. “It’s quite annoying”.

“Because you are all busy all the time!”

“Bullshit. I know that you silence yourself whenever we talk, so you can continue bossing people around and working” Michael pointed out, “Yet you always ask for our full attention when you call”.

“Why are we whining? I want to hear less about business and more about having fun in Italy!” Alessandro interrupted as he walked down the hallway with a freshly opened bottle of wine. He started pouring everyone a glass.

Harry and Y/N settled on the seats beside William. Michael and Alessandro sat together behind William.

“Where are we staying?” Harry asked, getting himself out of his trench coat and hoodie. The door still hadn’t been closed, yet there were too many people on the airplane. He also wanted to get comfy and settle down. He took his laptop out and turned it on. He had tried his best to finish the majority of the work, but he still had a few things to do. Plus, he knew that Y/N was probably falling asleep after they served dinner.

“It’s a surprise, but we are first staying in Rome” Alessandro revealed, “Then we are staying somewhere else. Plus, Y/N has to go sightseeing before we can leave the capital”

The nanny smiled at Alessandro, she always felt welcomed by him. He made her feel part of the group.

Y/N took her shoes off and pulled her knees to her chest. She had chosen a book from Harry’s extensive library. She slipped on her glasses and submerged herself in the literary book.

The flight attendants shut the door just as Michael and Alessandro argued about Italian summers versus French summers. The plane was off the ground before they realized it.

The plane had taken off just before sunset. Therefore, the passengers had a peak at the gorgeous setting of the sun. The plane got washed with orange warm tones that made Y/N feel like she was in a dream. The sky turned dark after the small spectacle. And then it was very quiet for about two hours. Everyone was too indulged in their activities to speak.

“That was so fucking good,” Michael said after finishing his plate. They had served risotto and lemon chicken, accompanied by a nice glass of wine a few hours into the flight. “I swear the food makes flying private worth every dime” He pulled on his shirt, stretching it over his slight tummy.

“I feel like I am going to explode” Her sweats were too tight, and she urgently wanted to get into comfortable clothes. “I thought I was ready for all the eating we are going, but I guess I am not” she puffed leaning back on her seat.

“Oh, no honey! This is just an appetizer compared to all the food we are eating”.

“This is why I always come back to New York with way bigger pants” Michael always bought more pants. He believed in clothes should fit you and not the other way around. Plus, he enjoyed pasta and pizza way too much to sacrifice it. He also hated going to the gym. He wasn’t like Harry, who religiously attended.

Harry still hadn’t finished eating, but he leaned over and kissed Y/N's cheeks after seeing her pouting at her bloated tummy. He found it sweet and cute. Just like he found it cute that she always ate her food with a spoon, or how she watched Disney movies on her own and in her free time.

“It’s time for a nap” William yawned as he unbuckled himself. “I am too tired” He added as he walked towards the back of the plane where there was a pull-out bed.

Michael started watching a movie, and Alessandro laid back on his seat and tried to get some sleep after the flight attendant pick up the plates.

“Who is your celebrity crush?” Y/N randomly asked as she watched Harry eating.

“That’s a bit random” He laughed, cutting up the last piece of salmon.

“Just answer the question!” Y/N insisted on, wanting to get to know all his quirks and likes and dislikes more profoundly.

“Jennifer Aniston”

“Interesting” Y/N nodded as she assimilated the information.

“Wha’s there a correct question?”

“Don’t be an idiot” She giggled. Harry wiped the corners of his mouth and washed down the last bite with the last of the wine. “I was just curious” Y/N shrugged.

“What’s yours?”

“John Krasinski” she blurted. Y/N had always been a fan of his character in The Office. Sure, he had gotten cuter and hotter with age, but she liked him even when he was just Jim.

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah” she nodded, “why?”

“I thought yeh had a better taste in man”

“Oh! You dick!” She pushed him as they both laughed. “And you are very basic. Jennifer Aniston? Really?”

“Basic? Nu’uh. Look at your boyfriend!”

“I swear that damn ego of yours is going to be our doom”

“You act like you don’t like it!” He was right. Y/N loved the confidence that Harry radiated. It was incredibly attractive. She just rolled her eyes at him and shook her head at him. That was until she yawned. “Come on. Let’s get you to bed” He guided her to the bedroom in the back.

“This jet is huge!” She exclaimed, as Harry started taking everything out of his pockets, then proceeded to strip. He got down to his boxers, then threw his tired body on the bed.

Y/N still stood by the feet of the bed, still very dressed. Harry had forgotten to pack an extra set of pajamas for them to wear on the plane.

“Don’t look at me like that!” Y/N felt his intimidated gaze on her, slowly stripping her naked. She felt too exposed, and she hadn’t even taken a sock off.

“M’ not! I don’t know what yeh are talking bout, pup” His English accent got raspier and more pronounced, and his hooded eyes only called out for her. He craved her — badly. “Just take off your clothes, so we can get some rest”.

“Then look the other way!” She argued feeling self-conscious about her body. “You are making me nervous!” Y/N admitted.

“Why? I’ve seen you naked befo” He put his arms behind his head whilst his smirk grew by the minute. “You are acting like I haven’t had my face buried between those legs already”

“HARRY!” She yelled, trying to stop him. He only laughed and enjoyed how her cheeks turned red. “Fine!” She resigned, realizing that Harry wasn’t going to bulge. She took off her hoodie first, then her pants and finally shirt. Before he could say anything, she ran to the bed and got under the sheets.

“You are no fun” he pouted and got under the sheets with her. His hands sneakily found her waist and pulled her warm body against his after shutting the light off.

It was quiet for a few minutes. They could only hear each other's breaths and feel each other’s skin.

“Are you happy?” He asked her, placing a soft kiss on top of her head.

“Very and you?”

“Extremely” They both smiled in the darkness, comfortable with one another and exited for what the next few days would bring them. “But if you keep touching my thighs with those bloody cold feet — I am out” Harry added.

Chapter 15

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THE EPISODES ARE OUT YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!!

⚠️ Total Drama Reboot Season 2 Spoilers ⚠️

Alright, so I've been awake for 15 hours now (before starting notes), so I'm gonna get rambly. I know I usually do, but it's definitely gonna get bad.

Episode 9

Priya definitely opened the door twice on Wayne and Raj on purpose. She was just that pissed off.

Okay, but Priya/Damien/Raj/Wayne friendship for the win. I want more of these guys.

Aw, Damien feels bad. (Zeemien-coded)

MK, you cheated in the game, and almost everyone made it clear that they didn't like that, especially since half the people who were mad at you were on the opposite team as you. You knew you were in deep shit with Chris. Are you really surprised? (Plus, like... Priya is generally more liked by most of the cast.)

MK, you know that they know your ways of playing the game. Do you really think sarcasm will work?

Get their asses, Damien.

Raj, why do you know what the peach emoji means?

Damien trying to be the supportive friend Priya needs. (Damiya-coded)

Holy fuck, we finally get to see Caleb. It's been like 5 minutes of straight no-Caleb.

Protective Wayne. He has no idea what's going on, but he's the man you want by your side when things go awry.

Chref moment. Even if he's not into it, Chris will watch any video Chef wants to show him.

Kinda lame challenge.

PRIYA/WAYNE FRIENDSHIP.

Goddamn, Caleb really doesn't want to get in between Team MKulia.

Wayne, Raj just got crushed by a fridge. Help him out. Please, he'll die.

Julia really trying to murder Caleb here.

THE FUCKING CAR.

Damien/Sheep friendship.

MK is so getting voted off.

Wayne did all of that in less than 5 minutes?

THE FUCKING YACHT.

Damn, Priya can push a boulder.

I don't think Damien can support Priya anymore.

Wayne, really?

Julia is seriously good with axes, huh?

NOT THE SHEEP!!

Caleb, this is most certainly not the time.

Julia would become a murderer if she didn't win.

Season 1 mention.

LMAO

Because he's a dumbass, Chris.

Poor Wayne.

Chef, that's a dumb fucking explanation.

How are bumper stickers private, Chef?

Damien doing everything in his power not to hurt the sheep.

I mean, it was pretty unnecessary for Caleb to take his shirt off, I agree. Like, come on, just one episode? Please?

Poor Chef.

Chris, you're such an asshole.

No matter how strong you are, you can not punch a yacht apart like that.

Poor Damien. Poor Wayne.

So... is Raj eliminated? Because of health reasons?

Chris really just wanted MK out. Wow.

Where the hell did that squirrel come from?

Priya, he had to. Are you serious? I know your heart was broken, but come on. Stop trying to guilt him.

MK, YOU CAN'T SAY SHIT LIKE THAT TO WAYNE OF ALL PEOPLE.

Poor Raj...

Did Chris forget to name Caleb?

MKulia. They love to hate each other.

Julia being worried about MK being mad at her.

MKULIA HUG. THAT'S ALL I NEEDED. FUCK EVERYONE WHO SAYS THEY'RE JUST FRIENDS (I'm lying, but I do see them as canon.)

Episode 10

Sneaky Damien. I'm surprised he still has the idol, tbh

RAJ PAJAMAS!

Finally, some more of Wayne being a good friend.

Caleb, be for real.

I heard that piano cue.

Caleb, you knew that MK and Julia were not trustworthy just last episode. You're either really desperate or really fucking stupid or really forgetful.

Priya, come on.

She's not being helpful, Caleb. Ugh, this is gonna be a slog to get through, isn't it.

So... is Julia just OP this season?

I knew Raj and Wayne didn't keep their own grades up. So they do cheat, they just don't think it counts as cheating.

Damien, don't get cocky.

Julia, how the hell would he cheat off of you? You're behind him. He's not behind you. Although, I guess they're broadcasting the answers on a massive screen...

"You'd be married by now-" Y'all are 16, maybe 17. I really hope they won't.

Raj, Wayne, stop being stupid. Please.

Poor Priya...

Caleb, help her anyway.

Damien, just stop mentioning it.

Poor Damien...

I like how Raj and Wayne are still laying there even after it was clear they guessed.

YES MORE DAMIEN WITH ATTITUDE.

They really couldn't come up with an MK punishment. Or an Emma one.

I like how Damien just calls everyone a bad person.

Chef calling the raccoons "trash pandas."

Chef letting his frustrations help the campers.

Poor Damien...

Julia, why would you tell Chris you have a phone on you?

"Hey, it's Bowie!" Raj, you're adorable.

Everyone knows Raj and Wayne are dumbasses.

Chef knows about the Caleb and Priya situationship.

Julia should be automatically get eliminated for that.

JULIA IS SO OUT IF SHE LOSES.

Caleb x Priya... pretty cute this episode.

Poor Wayne and Raj...

Caleb, don't let your tablet go.

Goddamnit...

No, you do not deserve to win, Julia.

Oh, come on, Priya... Ugh, not again.

Goddamnit, Julia found the idol.

DAMIEN TRYING TO RUN AWAY LMAO

Episode 11

Damien/Wayne/Raj friendship.

Raj and Wayne loving dogs.

Yo, Ridonculous Race character. Didn't watch that season, but I'm pretty sure that was where she was introduced.

Julia getting rid of a dog for likes... she would totally get canceled for that.

I think Raj and Wayne should have still liked the dogs even after being introduced. Like... come on. 1, they're stupid, and 2, they liked dogs. You can't tell me they wouldn't win the dogs' affections at some point, because they're also stubborn.

See, Raj and Wayne; fucking stupid.

Julia would've killed that dog for crushing her phone.

Why did Priya think that dogs were only after her?

Caleb don't misjudge the dog. You should know this by now; it's Total Drama.

Did you seriously think that would work, Julia?

Raj and Wayne being forced to split up...

"This is horrifyin'-" "This is my Christmas!" LMAO

Raj, you dumbass. Don't go streaking.

That worked?!

Holy fuck, Wayne really thought Raj died. Poor guy, but he's also dumb.

Naked and Afraid mention. I got that reference.

Even Wayne's stupidity surpasses Raj's sometimes...

Raj being dragged by the underwear.

Chris, this was never a family show. What do you mean?

Raj and Wayne were so pissed for a minute.

How did Julia find Priya?

Come on, Priya is fucking OP. She would be able to win just fine.

Take a wild guess, Priya.

Caleb, you're still playing Priya, dumbass.

Ugh, can we have one episode that isn't a close call?

NO RAJ OR WAYNE IS GOING HOME NOOOOO

NOT RAJ!! GODDAMNIT

Wayne's sad little arm raise at Raj's elimination.

"Bowie, put on your dancing shoes, 'cause we're goin' out!" Rajbow date mention! (No, I do not know if this is their first date or if it was confirmed somewhere else.)

Damn, they really animated that Raj and Wayne hug. Probably the most emotional elimination, aside from MK's.

"- Why are you still here?" "I dunno!" LMAO

Also, I really hope this Caleb x Priya thing is either resolved now or next episode, because it is a pain...

Episode 12

Okay, so are they like... okay now? I thought they were still rocky?

Caleb being more sensitive to death than Priya.

Priya knowing that Julia was watching them... somewhere.

Priya would definitely be the possessive one in this relationship.

Caleb, tell Priya the truth. Holy fucking shit.

Caleb, come on. You're more cruel than this.

Poor Wayne... also, where'd he get those sticks.

The fucking sad Wayne edit. This is gold LMAO

Where'd he get air pods?

Julia, how did you steal Raj's jersey? If this were another show, that would be really fucking weird. Like, come on. If Raj had ended up being bisexual instead of gay, this would've caused a ton of relationship drama. Y’know, if there was a season 3...

Julia, are you talking about MK when saying you and Wayne both lost your "best buds"?

"So you... wanna get MARRIED??!!" Juliayne nation, how we feeling? (Not my cup of tea, but this is pretty fucking funny. I hope I see more Juliayne art circling this moment.)

"I guess you're better than a bucket in some ways." LMAO

Something about Total Drama that I've noticed (and everyone else has, too) is that when the writers are pairing up an unlikely duo, when one of the participating members doesn't like the other member, they make up some random shit that solidifies their dislike for them. The example today is Julia only pairing up with Wayne for convenience, previously showing her dislike of him, and Wayne talking about some game that he and Raj have never played before on screen, "Spit 'N Catch".

Wayne asking the important, but unwanted, questions.

"Do you really want the answer?" "Well, now, I don't!" Wayne, you should know better than that by now.

Fear Factor episode.

Priya, you were raised on this show. You should see EVERYTHING coming. See, she's too broken of a character to make work well on the show. The writers either make her know everything (like she should)- which leads to her avoiding most of the competition because she's supposed to be that good- or they make her dumb as rocks.

There's a difference between being romantically involved with someone and dating. One can mean literally anything (that's what fanfictions are for) and the other is the official title.

Julia's threatening red screen thing seemed kind of dark. It looks like they put a layer above Julia and the screen, so it kind of doesn't stick out as much as it should have.

Stop playing Priya, man.

Julia, you're making him be a bad boyfriend right now.

Priya being scared of thunder and lightning.

Wow. They couldn't have gotten an intern to pretend to be Raj.

Wayne getting over his fear really quickly. Then the bear returning the hug. Wayne/Bear friendship.

"Fine! We'll do salmon. Again!" This friendship is giving me Izzy vibes.

Julia, you still haven't proven you can be trusted in any capacity. I think you should let the "Caleb avoiding proving himself" thing slide since we both know you wouldn't try proving yourself for anybody.

"Caleb, ya basic!" LMAO

"Woah. Was that Caleb or Priya?" "You should go check."

The Snow Owl mascot lmfao

The poor intern in the costume.

Oh, the clown snake tongue... that's disgusting...

Wayne x Intern Lady. Or friendship. I don't care. They're cute.

"Wayne doesn't get scared. He just grows as a person."

"I'm a big truth guy-" That is not what your tune sounded like during the first half of this season. Writers, stop switching it up. Please, I beg.

Poor Wayne.

"Priya, you got hit with a lot of lightning. So, can you, like, see the future?" With how this show works, I wouldn't be surprised lol

"- and you gave Priya the worst wedgie we've seen in... at least a week." That's so true.

Wait, how is the finale gonna work? I thought there would be 13 episodes, but we're on episode 12 and have 4- soon to be 3- campers left. Is this how it worked last season? I haven't watched the second half of that season in a while.

They do not believe in Wayne... and honestly, neither did I or half of this fandom. We all just prayed.

Well, bye, Priya.

Did you seriously not know. Wayne tells people practically everything, Caleb- while he did lie a lot during the season- would have told you, and you knew you didn't have it. It was obviously the manipulator of the season who had the idol, Priya. You're supposed to be the expert.

"Avenge me!" Well... lesson learned; don't mess with the expert of a really messed up show.

Episode 13

"I would also like to be part of this fight-" lmao Wayne is everything. I wish we could get more Wayne and Julia sibling moments. Those were always pretty funny.

So we finally get some insight on what they want to use the money for. Very helpful... but Julia's only comes into play after this season.

MK and Julia have already been talking about making a podcast? They really are just canon, y'all.

Wayne forgetting about the money.

"Phew! I was worried for a second there." "Were you?" Yeah, I don't think Wayne really knows what worry feels like at this point.

I'm interested. Specifically, who did Scary Girl pick? Or is she just gonna follow Damien?

Okay, I'm a little salty. Damien should've grouped with Wayne. I know most of them are on Caleb's team because he's the strongest and smartest of the three, but what about Waymien friendship?

I was gonna ask why Emma was there, but she kinda had the hots for him the first season and might still now. Millie just followed Priya.

I'm gonna nitpick, but they clearly just stretched out the walls of the outhouse so they'd all fit. Reasonably, there should've been some bickering about how crampednit was. Plus, Millie would've probably almost completely blocked Priya from the shot. Emma looks way too big compared to the other camper, purely because of her head size.

Poor Caleb.

All the characters on Wayne's team cheering for him. I'm not sure why Chase is there, seeing as they barely talked to each other, but it's sweet. Plus, look how cute Wayne is! He's just sitting so politely. (I'm so redrawing this. Please ignore the terrible quality.)

Wayne would've totally still would've been like "you got it coach!" After the camera turned back to the mountain he actually has to climb. That's just the kinda guy he is.

MK's touch to Julia's thigh. (I have massive MKulia brainrot.)

MKulia banter. I'm glad that Julia has no other supporters.

Wayne joining Zee for a "pizza party." Best buds, man. They ALSO share a braincell.

I'm glad Scary Girl is back in her original outfit. It looks better than the one she had at the beginning of the season. I'm glad that they cleared up where she went, too. I think the writers wanted a more even split of the team supporters, and this was their excuse to have Scary Girl wreak havoc.

Priya, stop pushing Caleb.

"It's amazing he made it this far... and I'm not even talking about the show." LMFAO

Raj's favorite flavor of ice cream is strawberry?

At least Bowie knows their whole thing at this point.

"Isn't he great?" I can't handle Rajbow... my heart... I love them...

Julia would've so fallen.

MK getting pummeled with tee shirts and Chris just enjoying it.

Chris, that's your husband. Help him back up.

I forgot Total Drama's obsession with giving girls bad haircuts. Julia deserved that mullet, though.

MK, you almost made her feel better. Also, come on, did you see the way Julia looked at her for that split second?

Holy fuck, Julia has strength.

Kinda surprised Bowie didn't point out the haircut.

Zee is awesome. I missed him.

They all feel so bad about taking out Wayne. I will point out, however, that Damien was the first to hesitate. Look, I got my ship biases, even when they're friendship biases.

Raj, you dumbass.

RAJ, THAT IS YOUR BOYFRIEND APOLOGIZE

"- just remember there are different kinds of smart! ... and I'm Raj is one of them." Whoever is writing this dialogue deserves a cookie.

Priya, come on, celebrate the small victories. It helps.

Very true, Julia.

I like how Caleb still helped Julia. "Sorry I'm a good person!"

Wayne/Raj/Bowie friendship for the win. Their little quips. It's funny.

Was... was Chef gazing at Chris? What was he looking at? How bad is my shipping brainrot?

CHREF MOMENT. WHAT IS GOING ON? Headcanon, Chef has a crush on Chris. Chris doesn't know.

Caleb, you're not that stupid, come on.

"Desperate times call for bad ideas." - Wayne 2023-2024

When Zee knows better, you know someone's getting hurt.

WAYNE WON??!!

Why is Wayne's confessional with the team so dark?

I'm so proud of Wayne.

Chef shoving a bag of marshmallows into Ripper's face.

Bowie just accepting the dumbassery.

Next season? There'll be a third with these guys? Please!

It was odd that the rest of the episodes came out on a Saturday instead of a Monday. Oh, well! This was fun. I hope that, if there is another season, it's with these guys, and that a lot of the characters people wanted worked on will get the attention they deserve (Scary Girl, Emma, and kinda Millie). I wonder if they'll keep Julia's mullet, or if she'll give herself a pixie cut or something? I think she'd look cute with short hair, but she would definitely not keep it a mullet. And, hey, maybe it'll give even more fuel for MKulia. Who knows?

See you guys next time! Whenever that happens to be!

#total drama #total drama reboot #total drama spoilers #td spoilers #spark speaks

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I'd like to hear 3 from you, I bet it's some cute Sully family stuff

3.) An off-screen scene you wanted to see?

YA DARN RIGHT IT’S SOME CUTE SULLY FAMILY STUFF, IT’S ALLLLL THE CUTE SULLY FAMILY STUFF BABEYYYY

For real though, I would’ve adored to see more of this. Especially when the kids were very young. Consider, for example:

Jake constantly carrying his baby(s) around to all his olo’eyktan duties.

Neytiri telling them all the traditional Omatikaya stories and singing them songs (according to the visual dictionary one of the earliest beads on Neteyam’s songcord represents the first lullaby he remembers being sung to him like excuse me??! 😭)

Mo’at recognizing Kiri’s inherent connection to Eywa and kinda taking her under her wing

Little Kiri going around nonchalantly befriending all the animals like a big blue Disney princess…to the point that she gets her ikran wayyyy earlier than usual just by asking it to be her friend (that part’s canon lol)

Jake’s own Na’vi language skills improving exponentially as his kids start learning to talk

The general mix of wholesome and chaos as Jake and Neytiri learn to be parents for the first time and all the stuff that comes with that, especially given how quickly they had their first three, them going around trying to wrangle their little toddler army…but despite the chaos they just love each other and their kids so much, the RDA is gone and the clans are at peace and they’re just so happy right now and wouldn’t have it any other way—

like bruh give me three hours of that and I won’t even have a heart anymore because it will have all melted in to a great big puddle of sugar-coated sap on the floor 😭😭😭 we got very brief little snippets of it at the start of the movie and it was wonderful but gosh dangit I want mooooooooore aahhhhhh

oh, here’s a more specific silly scene that I was discussing with @barking-in-the-dark recently:

So imagine that Jake and Neytiri need a babysitter for Neteyam and Kiri when Lo’ak is ready to be born. Mo’at can’t do it since she is of course assisting with the birth, and Jake’s next thought was OH! NORM AND MAX!

So now human!Norm and Max are stuck with a pair of comically oversized not-quite-toddlers for a few hours

Norm quickly gives up and leaves for about 10 minutes to link up with his avatar. Max swears those were the most chaotic (non-war-related) 10 minutes of his life.

Neteyam is already walking at this point and he wants to be everywhere. Kiri isn’t yet (I headcanon that Neteyam started walking significantly earlier than Kiri did even though they are probably less than a month apart in age, partly because he is described as a natural athlete and “golden child” and partly because Kiri is just too easily distracted by her surroundings to think much about walking)—anyways, Kiri can’t walk just yet but boy howdy can she crawl and if you take your eyes off of her too long she will disappear, she practically needs a balloon tied around her waist so her caretakers can keep track of her

Spider, currently around 2 years old, also happens to be in the lab at the time and that kid can climb

so poor Max is now having to chase after Neteyam (who may only be year old but Na’vi as a species are big so he already comes up to Max’s torso), stop Spider from getting into all the equipment that should be way out of his reach but isn’t because he moves like a monkey, AND keep a constant eye on Kiri so she doesn’t wander off and vanish chasing some stray insect or something

It gets a lot better when Norm returns in his avatar, but those 10 minutes were rough lol

#sully family #all of the domestic fluff pleaseeeeeee 😭

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Agent 8 crumbs PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASSPLSASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE

Okay well i GUESSSS i can ramble about agent 8 🙄 if i mustt

He/She Eight forever and always ^-^ people (including herself) default to she/her but she doesnt mind! Either prns are fine any time. Also doesnt label her sexuality he's just balling

Aside from all the sanitized kamabo bullshit i think hitting her head after the fight with agent 3 actually did give her some Lasting Brain Damage, and she has problems with forgetting things. Her and Agent 4's apartment is PLASTERED with sticky note reminders, even for stuff like "close the fridge" "turn off the stove" because she WILL forget to do that part

Agent 4 made her a little cookbook that step-by-step tells her how to make her favorite foods with those menial reminders to turn stuff on and off and close doors

AND she and Agent 4 have made what they call Eight's Brain Board, whoch is a crime board style corkboard that lays out all her memories and how they relate to each other just in case she forgets again. Proudly on display in their room

Likes wood-and-metalworking just to make little trinkets, most of the time Octivus or Squidmas gifts. The definition of Hobby On The Side that keeps her hands sharp. The first one she made on the surface was a little Salmonid keychain she gifted to Agent 4 ^-^

Still writes poetry too. She doesnt mean for it to be 8-8-8 syllables they literally just. Happen like that. She'll write a poem about literally anything. she wrote one about Agent 4's freckles

I know Donny is the shopkeeper in-game but Eight is the actual store manager for the Ammo Knights in Inkopolis Square. Sheldon hired her before he moved to Splatsville and she proved to be a VERY good employee so he let her take over the store

She and Sheldon often have friendly races between who can take apart and put a weapon back together the quickest. Eight's record is less than 2 minutes for a Hydra Splatling

Eight takes her job SUPER seriously and absolutely Will Not Budge on anything like prices or weapon availability. No "i left my ID at home" or "i'm basically level 10 cant i just have that one" she does NOT care. Rules are rules and by jove she will not only follow but she WILL enforce them

^ that being said she also HATES Grizzco. She doesnt like their shady vibe and has heard many horror stories about the actual work from Agent 4 (who works there to pay off his student loans) and she really really REALLY despises how they illegally modify weapons for golden rotations. Every time she finds a modified weapon she instantly confiscates and dismantles it. It's like a spit in the face to her entire career and she will not stand for it

Very good with teenagers! Mostly bc thats the majority of who comes into the shop. She loves hearing about their battle tales and has been jotting down little plotlines that unfold in her store (like a kid trying a new weapon to impress their crush, or someone climbing up the ranks in Clam Blitz, that type thing)

She has a reputation for being super nice to everyone but really its because she just has a really long fuse. It takes a LOT to get her mad

Charger main! She's amazing with any charger you put in front of her and she's an absolute MENACE in an inkbattle. Her favorites change but "you can never go wrong with a good and standard Splat Charger"

Her favorite battle mode is Tower Control!

She also Is crushing on Cap3 but she will literally never make a move. Partly bc they live across the ocean in splatsville now but also It's Agent 3. The Legendary Agent 3. Theyre Too Cool For Me (Agent 4 has been trying to wingman them together ever since they started hanging out. the pining is mutual theyre both just flustered. Hes suffering)

Idol relationships!!!!!!! Since she is genuinely good friends with Agent 3 she's frienda by proxy with the squid sisters. They dont really have a lot in common and dont hang out much but she and Marie like being menaces in inkbattles together because theyre both cracked with a Charger and love causing problems. Imagine 2 E-Liters on the Brinewater ledge. Hell. She finds it easy to chat with Callie and they'll talk about literally anything. Callie just has that effect on people i think

She sees Pearl and Marina as cousins, partly bc Pearl started calling her Cousin as a nickname but they really are like family. She lived with them for a solid month learning the language and etiquitte before they couldnt put off their Idol Jobs any longer, which is when she started living with Agent 4. They check in with each other every day and fuckig. LOVE EACH OTHER. She always gets front row tickets to their shows

Has only met Deep Cut very very briefly while being a roadie for OTH's world tour. They indimidate her but she'll take Marina's word that Big Man is chill at least. She's also heard good things about their heroism in Alterna from Cap3 so at the moment theyre vaguely Okay in her book

Also besties with Acht ^-^ initially bonding over Side Order bullshit but she finds their practical blunt nature to be really refreshing and calming. They mostly parallel-play when they hang out together. Like cats. She really likes their new music (can't listen to any Kamabo songs without feeling Bad after :( trauma and all. Acht respects this)

Shelly and Donny absolutely LOVE HER. She always entertains their kiddie ramblings and helps them out if they need a hand at their store, and theyre always welcome to work at her store if theirs is slow and they want something to do. She teaches them more about the weapons in a hands-on way so they have more to tell the customers rather than just parroting Sheldon

Speaking of, she's also great friends with Sheldon! Technically he's her boss but hes a very chill boss and she's been invited to family gatglherings outside of work and such. A good friend to the Shellendorf family!

"Hey eight how are you so cheerful all the time you have a very busy job and lots of friends to keep up with! Whats your secret!" Shes literally just in love with life. Thats it. After dealing with so much shit underground and nearly losing everything in Kamabo she has a huge appreciation for life itself. She relishes in the good and accepts the bad because at least she has a choice to experience it all. That being said can trauma responses go away she doesnt quite like those

(Hiiii :3 watch out here comes the extremely thought out backstory i made under the cut)

The reason shes so good with Chargers is actually because she was training under a Special Forces unit in the Octarian Army

She was known in her class for being super smart and quick on her feet but she just CANT build up any muscle mass, and the wasabi supply unit were already thinking of allowing Certain Octolings to use Chargers and Splatlings without being Octocommanders or Octosnipers, so they decided to guinea pig her with a Charger along with a smattering of other similar Octolings

She became like. SUPER good at using Chargers and a lot of her peers would call her The Next Marina because she surprised everyone with how cracked she was at like everything they threw at her. She never liked this comprison due to wanting to just Be Herself

She was also known for being extremely caring and empathetic, which landed her in hot water for speaking out against the way she and her fellow colleagues were treated as faceless soldiers, and wondered if plotting against the Inklings was even worth it st this point. She famously got in MASSIVE trouble for insinuating that they let The Great Zapfish go and was in Detention/Jail for like a While and nearly lost all her progress climbing up the ranks

Alsooooooo :3 in my personal canon she was part of the squad to escort Callie into Octo Canyon. It was her first time ever on the surface and once she got a taste for the real sun she needed more of it

(I know Octo Expansion is likely happening the same time as Splat2 Hero Mode but it makes sense for my canon for it to happen After)

Also she's 18 st the start of Octo Expansion just to tie back into the whole 8 thing they had going on

The whole hypnoshade thing was also thrust on Callie as a surprise and like. It's not fun to be Surprise Brainwashed so of course she fought back before the hypnoshades took effect. Eight still has a scar on her shoulder from where Callie dug her nails in. That experience was also the final nail in the "i gotta get out of here" coffin

Even though she had made up her mind to run away to the surface, it still really hurt to leave her life behind. She had real friends and even something romantic going on with someone special, as well as having actual good standings in the army with a bright future ahead of her, but the surface was more worth it in her eyes. being able to have her own life instead of one she was forced into was so appealing. Her friends think she's selfish and definitely resent her now (even though theyre fuzzed and barely remember her in turn)

Oh and also her name used to be Maia Idachi :3 but since she doesnt know her old name she can't find her file in Cap'n Cuttlefish's dossier. She doesn't want to go by facial recognition in case she mistakes her fime for someone else's and remembers something that never happened to her yknow (got Maia from amai, the japanese word to describe something sweet to tie into her being caring and empathetic, and Idachi from Idako which is the word for a species of Octopus)

#hi im actively ignoring work to finish this LMFAO #IVE BEEN TYPING IT ON AMD OFF MY ENTIRE SHIFT..... I FUCKING LOVE THIS OCTUPS #splatoon #agent 8 #splatoon headcanons #long post #lkterally cannot shut up abt her i need to write her morw [explodes the room w my telekenesis]#THANJ YOU FOR ENABLING ME TYSM #i was trying to find a name to call u and i almost called u acid. thays ur name now /JOKE

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shuxiii · 11 months

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Everyday pt. 11

Hanni Pham x reader pt1, pt2, pt3, pt4, pt5, pt6, pt7, pt8, pt9, pt10, pt11, pt12, pt13

a/n i still hanvet slept at all part 10 me is still me but im now part 11 so goodbye to part 10 me my insomnia keeps getting worse but its worth hey that rhymes, credits to ''every day'' by David levithan

Day 6010

I am four hours away from her.

I’m a girl named Chevelle, and I can’t stand the idea of going to school today. So I feign sickness, get permission to stay home. I try to read, play video games, surf the Web, do all the things I used to do to fill the time.

None of them work. The time still feels empty.

I keep checking my email.

Nothing from her.

Nothing.

Day 6011

I am only thirty minutes away from her.

I am woken at dawn by my sister shaking me, shouting my name, Valeria.

I think I’m late for school.

But no. I’m late for work.

I am a maid. An underage, illegal maid.

Valeria doesn’t speak English, so all the thoughts I have to access are in Spanish. I barely know what’s happening. It takes me time to translate what’s going on.

There are four of us in the apartment. We put on our uniforms and a van comes to pick us up. I am the youngest, the least respected. My sister speaks to me, and I nod. I feel like my insides are twisting, and at first I think it’s just because of the shock of the situation. Then I realize they really are twisting. Cramps.

I find the words and tell my sister this. She understands, but I’m still going to have to work.

More women join us in the van. And another girl my age. Some people chat, but my sister and I don’t say a word to any of them.

The van starts dropping us off at people’s homes. Always at least two of us per house, sometimes three or four. I am paired with my sister.

I am in charge of bathrooms. I must scrub the toilets. Remove the hairs from the shower. Shine the mirrors until they gleam.

Each of us is in her own room. We do not talk. We don’t play music. We just work.

I am sweating in my uniform. The cramps will not go away. The medicine cabinets are full, but I know that I am here to clean, not to take. Nobody would miss two Midol, but it’s not worth the risk.

When I get to the master bathroom, the woman of the house is still in her bedroom, talking on the phone. She doesn’t think I can understand a word she says. What a shock it would be were Valeria to stomp right in and start talking to her about the laws of thermodynamics, or the life of Thomas Jefferson, in flawless English.

After two hours, we are done with the house. I think that will be it, but there are four more houses after that. By the end, I can barely move, and my sister, seeing this, does the bathrooms with me. We are a team, and that kinship gives the day the only memory worth keeping.

By the time we get home, I can barely speak. I force myself to have dinner, but it’s a silent meal. Then I head to bed, leaving room for my sister beside me.

Email is not an option.

Day 6012

I am an hour away from her.

I open Yu Ji-min’s eyes and search her room for a computer. Before I’m fully awake, I am loading up my email.

Yn,

I’m sorry I didn’t get to write to you yesterday. I meant to, but then all these other things happened (none of them important, just time-consuming). Even though it was hard to see you, it was good to see you. I mean it. But taking a break and thinking things out makes sense.

How was your day? What did you do?

Does she really want to know, or is she just being polite? I feel as if she could be talking to anybody. And while I once thought what I wanted from her was this normal, everyday tone, now that I have it, the normalcy disappoints.

I write her back and tell her about the last two days. Then I tell her I have to go—I can’t skip school today, because Yu Ji-min has a big cross-country meet, and it wouldn’t be fair for her to miss it.

I run. I am made for running. Because when you run, you could be anyone. You hone yourself into a body, nothing more or less than a body. You respond as a body, to the body. If you are racing to win, you have no thoughts but the body’s thoughts, no goals but the body’s goals. You obliterate yourself in the name of speed. You negate yourself in order to make it past the finish line.

Day 6013

I am an hour and a half away from her, and I am part of a happy family.

The Stevens family does not let Saturdays go to waste. No, Mrs. Stevens wakes Daniel up at nine o’clock on the dot and tells him to get ready for a drive. By the time he’s out of the shower, Mr. Stevens has loaded the car, and Daniel’s two sisters are raring to go.

First stop in Baltimore is the art museum for a Winslow Homer exhibit. Then there’s lunch at Inner Harbor, followed by a long trip to the aquarium. Then an IMAX version of a Disney movie, for the girls, and dinner at a seafood restaurant that’s so famous they don’t feel the need to put the word famous in their name.

There are brief moments of tension—a sister who is bored by the dolphins, a spot where Dad gets frustrated about the lack of available parking spaces. But for the most part, everyone remains happy. They are so caught up in their happiness that they don’t realize I’m not really a part of it. I am wandering along the periphery. I am like the people in the Winslow Homer paintings, sharing the same room with them but not really there. I am like the fish in the aquarium, thinking in a different language, adapting to a life that’s not my natural habitat. I am the people in the other cars, each with his or her own story, but passing too quickly to be noticed or understood.

It is a good day, and that certainly helps me more than a bad day. There are moments when I don’t think about her, or even think about me. There are moments I just sit in my frame, float in my tank, ride in my car and say nothing, think nothing that connects me to anything at all.

Day 6014

I am forty minutes away from her.

It’s Sunday, so I decide to see what Reverend Poole is up to.

Seungmin, the boy whose body I’m in, rarely wakes before noon on Sunday, so if I keep my typing quiet, his parents will leave me alone.

Reverend Poole has set up a website for people to tell their stories of possession. Already there are hundreds of posts and videos.

Haruto’s post is perfunctory, as if it’s been summarized from his earlier statements. He has not made a video. I don’t learn anything new.

Other stories are more elaborate. Some are clearly the work of nutjobs—clinically paranoid people who need professional help, not arenas in which to vent their hyperbolic conspiracy theories. Other testimonials, however, are almost painfully sincere. There’s a woman who genuinely feels that Satan struck her at the checkout line in the supermarket, filling her with the urge to steal. And there’s a man whose son killed himself, who believes that the son must have been possessed by real demons, rather than fighting the more metaphorical ones inside.

Since I only inhabit people around my age, I look for the teenagers. Poole must screen each and every thing that appears on the site, because there’s no parody, no sarcasm. So teenagers are few and far between. There is one, however, from Montana, whose story makes me shiver. He says he was possessed, but only for one day. Nothing major happened, but he knows he wasn’t in control of his body.

I have never been to Montana. I’m sure of it.

But what he’s describing is a lot like what I do.

There is a link on Poole’s site:

IF YOU BELIEVE THE DEVIL IS WITHIN YOU,

CLICK HERE OR CALL THIS NUMBER.

But if the devil is truly within you, why would he click or call?

I go on my old email and find that Haruto’s tried to get in touch with me again.

No proof, then?

Get help.

He even attaches the link to Poole’s page. I want to write back to him and point out that he and I talked just the other day. I want him to ask his friend Jeongwoo how his Monday was. I want him to fear that I could be there at any moment, in any person.

No, I think. Don’t feel that way.

It was so much easier when I didn’t want anything.

Not getting what you want can make you cruel.

I check my other email and find another message from Hanni. She tells me vaguely about her weekend and asks me vaguely about my weekend.

I try to sleep for the rest of the day.

#newjeans fanfic #newjeans #hanni #hanni x reader #Hanni pham #newjeans imagines

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Lol if it was ShOckING then how can it be expected and something "we shouldnt feel surprised by"? Even with shocking character moments in got they were still expected and made sense for them. Events like the jaime attacking ned or cersie putting joff on the throne never left an audience confused after and go on the internet to try scramble an excuse for them because we understood who these characters were and what matters to them as they played on screen. No one was actually thinking that daemon would still be hung up over being replaced as viserys' heir 20yrs later and be so angry as to hurt rhaenyra his brothers daughter and wife over it. Like if the writers had done their job in showing who daemon really is than the moment daemon and rhaenyra started having conflict and were alone together we shouldve felt nothing but dread for rhaenyra. But we didnt and the choke came out of nowhere. Because to us the show was building towards daemon never hurting his family as his one(1) and only redeeming quality that was keeping him away from straight up villain territory. And the fact that even the writers had to come out and explain that scene is proof they either failed to do what they wanted to do or they used a scene of domestic violence as ultimately just for shock value.

"Shock value is the potential of an image, text, action, or other form of communication, such as a public execution, to provoke a reaction of sharp disgust, shock, anger, fear, or similar negative emotions".

Unfortunately American media is full of it. It's kind of their thing. It's easy to provoke an emotional reaction, it's very difficult to create a multilayered story. So they prefer the former.

House of the Dragon particularly suffers from it. Examples:

Viserys ordering the slaughter of his wife and showing that slaughter on screen. No guys it's not a feminist take. Showing a woman's belly being cut in half is not feminism. It's shock value.

Laena ordering her dragon to burn her alive when she was already dying anyway. Again, not feminism, sorry. The quiet tragedy of a woman dying in childbirth and the grief of her husband are obviously not impressive enough for dumb Americans so let's include a totally idiotic suicide that makes zero sense narratively just to provoke a reaction = shock value.

Larys masturbating on Alicent's feet. Adds nothing to the narrative, we already know that Larys is evil as fuck and we already know that Alicent is using him to USURP the rightful heir. These things are already established. A negotiation that should have been meaningful for Alicent's character, by showing her cunningness, determination and plotting skills is reduced to meaningless victimisation, thus objectifying one of the main ANTAGONISTS of the series in order to evoke a reaction of disgust = shock value.

Rhaenys' girlbossification. Added absolutely nothing to the narrative apart from shock, sure, kill a bunch of civilians just to threaten the usurpers? And then leave? What? One of the most stupid scenes in the show.

Crispy Cream killing Laenor's lover. Another extremely stupid scene. Didn't make ANY sense, Crispy got zero conséquence for it, I literally don't understand why that scene was included other than its shock value because it's a game of thrones wedding.

Daemon killing Rhea. Jeez. Horrible, horribly shot, horribly acted, Daemon had less human traits than a fucking Dementor I mean WTF. Am I supposed to care about this woman that appeared on screen for 1 minute? Lol I literally dgaf. It was included merely for shock value and it didn't even shock me because it was just so pointless. That's another level of lame right there.

Daemon choking Rhaenyra, the woman he spent 10+ years pining after, the woman he wanted to protect by exiling himself. The woman that just lost their baby and her throne. That woman. Sure guys domestic violence can occur in a couple that seemed to love each other deeply before the first violent strike, but that's real life. In fiction, it doesn't work that way, sorry. In fiction, when you show a character having a certain trait, you fucking STICK.TO.IT. You don't change that on a whim. If you show that Daemon is loyal to his family, he needs to stay loyal to his family, period. Characters in fiction have an interior logic that doesn't exist in the real world. Real people don't necessarily have that interior logic but fictional characters do. You mess up that logic, you fuck up the story. Aristotle said about tragedy that characters need to be static and that is the most important part. STATIC. It's the narrative that moves the characters forward. They don't just randomly throw a fit out of nowhere because of a random change in personality. But if you use the word STATIC to an American producer they may faint out of boredom because they have literally two brain cells. So yeah again, adds nothing to the narrative apart from shock. Not feminism, just stupid shock value.

Ned's death and Cersei putting Joffrey on the throne were shocking scenes but we ALREADY KNEW that Joffrey is a piece of shit and Cersei wants to put him on the throne. We were only interested in the how the hell are they gonna do that. And when we saw it it was magnificent. It elevated their character arcs by moving the plot forward. That's great storytelling.

#hotd #rant #rambling #sorry guys I don't even know if that makes sense but I tried #game of thrones #house of the dragon #Alicent Hightower #Daemon targaryen #Rhaenyra Targaryen #shock value #anonymous #daemyra

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babiesteeb · 10 months

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EDDIE MUNSON'S EPIC BUCKETLIST OF THE CENTURY!

heyooo!! just to preface this is a very very rough draft of a fic i have been working on and i have barely read over it so there is probably a bunch of shit wrong with it. i will be adding more into it and continuing the story but i just wanted to get an interest check and see if anyone has suggestions for bucket-list items.

the premise is that its all canon up to where eddie died. wayne has to move out of the trailer after what happened and steve helps him move. wayne ends up telling steve he wants him to sort through eddie’s stuff and give it to the party as mementos. steve takes the boxes and ends up finding eddie’s bucket-list that he never got to do.

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“It’s just ridiculous, Rob. I don’t understand why they won’t just fuck off and let us grieve for a second.”

Steve always had a habit of anxiously twirling the phone cord around his hand when he talked, and this time was no exception. The whole length of cord was wrapped in a bundle around his fist for the past thirty minutes while he was ranting to Robin.

Barely a week after Eddie passed the government was already forcing Wayne into an apartment closer to the center of town. Granted, it was only about 10 miles east of Forest Hills but the feelings that came with packing your nephew’s life up only five days after they died were obviously unwelcomed by Wayne.

Thus, Steve was allotted the responsibility of sorting through Eddie’s belongings and deciding what is appropriate to show to the younger members of their group. Wayne felt it an invasion of Eddie’s privacy if he found things he wasn’t supposed to. Steve still wasn’t sure how he was the better option but all he wanted was to support Wayne.

“When are suits ever considerate? I just feel bad that you have to go through Eddie’s stuff. I mean, you barely knew the dude and it’s very likely he has the stereotypical horny teenage boy shit. No one wants to see that.”

Steve could hear Robin sigh through the receiver, causing him to tighten his hold on the phone cord. He flitted his eyes to the stack of cardboard boxes that sat unopened inside his closet, frowning at the implications of what could be found in them.

“I just wanna help Wayne out. At least we have the answers to what happened. He doesn’t even know what happened and Eddie’s body is still down there…” He trailed off, chewing at the inside of his cheek before continuing, “I just feel fuckin’ bad. You should’ve seen his face when I was loading the boxes up. He looked heartbroken.”

Steve could feel the familiar pit in his stomach open wider at the memory of helping Wayne get his boxes packed. He had never really gone through the death of someone close to him except his grandfather and he remembers just how empty he felt. He couldn’t imagine losing a child.

“Stevie… You just gotta get through it and then I can help you show the kids and then it’ll be over with. You can tell Wayne and he’ll probably be relieved and then we can all grieve together.”

He hated when she made things sound so simple. Steve didn’t even want to look at the boxes let alone rifle through them. It felt like he was given a task any other person would be more suited for.

While Steve had gotten to know Eddie a little better while fighting for their lives together, he definitely wasn’t close enough to decide who got to see what from his belongings. It felt like he was being trusted far more than what should be given to him and Steve wasn’t sure how to process it all.

“I hate when you’re right, Robbie. I guess I should get started then, huh?”

After the two gave each other their farewells, Steve approached the stack of boxes and stood above them. His arms were crossed over his chest and his fringe was getting in his eyes as he stared down at them.

It didn’t feel right. Sitting alone in a room less than a week after a newly formed friend passed and going through their entire bedroom's worth of things felt more than creepy. It felt like an invasion of Eddie’s privacy more than it would’ve been if Wayne did it. At least he would know what Eddie would want others to see. Steve didn’t know a single thing that Eddie would want to be hidden and that scared him.

Steve shook his head as if shaking the thoughts away and simply decided today would not be the day he looked through the boxes.

Maybe tomorrow.

It was nearly a month after Eddie had passed and many pushes by Robin before Steve felt it was right to finally finish the task given to him.

Steve opened his closet doors and plopped down in front of the first box he remembers packing up, dragging it closer to him by a corner. He took one deep steadying breath before he began untucking the box flaps. Once the contents were revealed to him, he immediately noticed a standard-sized piece of paper sitting neatly atop a heap of folded dark-colored clothing.

Whether Wayne placed the paper there or Steve did and just forgot, he wasn’t sure. It felt like it was meant to be seen.

Steve carefully picked the piece up and flipped it over, eyebrows narrowing as he read aloud the header of the paper.

“Eddie Munson’s Epic Bucketlist of the Century.”

It was written in red ink and surrounded by doodles of what looked to be dice, music notes, and various characters holding weapons.

There were eleven bullet points with different achievements scrawled across the page.

“One, finally see Metallica in concert. Two, make an album with the boys. Three, take Wayne to a basketball game.”

Steve laughs at what looks to be a person throwing up as well as a crossed-out basketball next to the third bullet point. What came next didn’t exactly surprise Steve but it did catch him off guard. He remembers hearing about the rumors surrounding Eddie. He remembers he was a part of starting a lot of those rumors. However, the rumor was confirmed on the next bullet point Steve had only heard through whispers.

“Four, go on a real date. With a man.”

Steve could barely get the sentence out before he felt a strong gust of wind travel across the back of his neck. Before he got too far into finding where the breeze came from, his eyes locked on the corner of his room. Something that looked like a male figure was leaning back against his desk with frizzy curly hair hanging off their shoulders and their legs crossed at the ankles.

“Thought you were never gonna open those, Harrington.”

and that was it for now! if anyone has suggestions or comments, pls pls pls let me know!!

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lulubelle814 · 3 months

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Regards, Loki - Chapter 32

Master List

The next morning, Cora arrived at her friend’s apartment with a game plan. Louisa was having a hard time waking up. “Do we have to go this morning?”

Cora swatted her butt to get her moving. “Yes, we do. We have an appointment at a dress shop in about an hour. So get ready lady.”

Louisa groaned as she went to take a shower. The water was nice and hot, and it helped her wake up a bit. It only took a few minutes to dry off and then another few minutes to get dressed. Cora was waiting in the kitchen with muffins and hot tea. Grabbing a muffin, she started eating while Cora told her the plan for the day.

“Really the first stop is this dress shop I found out about and managed to get an appointment for today. Their dresses look amazing, and apparently they have more in the store than what they show on their website. It’s not super far, but we’d better get going.”

Looking at her watch, it was 10:15 am, and all she wanted to do at the moment was go back to bed; however, the ball was coming up, and she really needed a dress. Putting on her socks and shoes, they headed for the shop.

When they pulled up, they were both stunned. “I really thought we’d be going somewhere like maybe Selfridge or Harrods at best. I’ve never heard of this place, and I feel pretty sure this place doesn’t serve anyone with less than a 6 figure income. Even with what I get from him, I still couldn’t afford anything in that store.”

Cora grabbed her hand and started pulling her to the store. “Let's just check it out. We have an appointment. Worst case? We don’t find anything and go somewhere else. It can’t hurt to look.”

Louisa scoffed and muttered. “I’m pretty sure it does at a place like this.”

Choosing to ignore her, Cora entered the store, and a well dressed lady welcomed her. “Welcome to Mon Amour. Do you have an appointment with us today?”

Cora took the lead. “Yes. It should be under Sigyn at 11?”

The lady gave her a strange look but checked the appointment book, and there it was: Sigyn at 11 AM with Misha. She gave another odd face when she saw who would be assisting: the owner who rarely, if ever, takes appointments. “Looks like you’re with Misha today. I’ll let her know you’re here.”

Cora and Louisa looked at each other. They knew they didn’t fit in, and the expression on the welcome lady’s face just added to their fears. Was she going to get security to throw them out, or maybe calling the police that there’s ‘poor people’ in their store that don’t belong?

Before they could continue ruminating, a beautiful slender lady in her mid-to-late 40s came and greeted them. “Good morning! Welcome to Mon Amour. I’m Misha, the store owner. Which one of you is Sigyn?”

Too stunned to speak, Lou raised her hand. Misha held her hand out. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Your friend, Loki, is a friend of my family and let me know you may need some help finding a dress for the charity ball. I’ve pulled a few ideas and thought we might start there if that’s alright.”

Louisa shook her hand gently, afraid she’d break her then followed her quietly back to their private dressing room where she saw a number of beautiful gowns she could only dream of trying on some day. As they walked back, Louisa and Cora introduced themselves and found Misha was incredibly kind. From the dress selection that was pulled, it was easy to tell why Misha owned and ran the store. She had amazing taste.

“I believe it’s a Labyrinth theme. I wasn’t entirely sure how close you wanted to get with the style, if you wanted something just like Sarah’s dress or maybe a variation of it or even something completely different. If we find something you like but it doesn’t quite fit, we have a seamstress in-house who can adjust it for you.”

The friends were still stunned. “These are beautiful. I have no idea if I can even start to afford one. I’m afraid to even touch one”

Misha smiled in return. “I thank you for the compliment, but do not worry. These dresses are much more sturdy than they appear. With it being a ball, it will get very warm in there. So the ones I’ve selected have either no sleeves, short sleeves, or sheer ones to help keep you from getting too hot.”

Over the next two hours, Louisa tried on several dresses. Through the process of elimination, she realized she wanted either short or no sleeves. A number of dresses she tried were either too heavy or bulky for her taste. She wanted something a little more simple but with soft material.

Misha was incredibly patient the entire time, and each time Louisa found an aspect of a dress she loved, Misha took note.

There were a handful that she liked. “But it just seems too ostentatious.”

The dear store owner took her hands and looked her in the eyes. “My dear, this is a masquerade ball. This is the time to be ostentatious, wear something you normally would not. You are beautiful, and the dress you choose should reflect that.” Her remarks made Louisa blush.

Misha had an idea and disappeared for a moment, coming back with one last gown to try. Louisa tried it on, and all three ladies began to dry. It was the perfect dress but needed minor alterations. Accessories and shoes for it were found at her store. When trying to check out, they would not accept her card. “This has been taken care of by Mr. Loki.”

“No, no, no, no, no. This is way too much to ask him to pay for. I can’t do that!”

Once again, Misha took Louisa’s hands in hers. “My darling, he is a very kind man. He does not do something like this unless he chooses to do so. Trust me when I say all is well.”

Cora and Louisa conceded and allowed Loki to pay for the items they had chosen. They went back to the store seamstress to have her make notes and input pins for the chosen adjustments and told them to come back in 2 weeks to try on the dress again.

They spent the rest of the day relaxing, going out to a movie, and just hanging out now that the hardest part of the gala preparations were now finished. The only thing left is to figure out hair and makeup.

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A continuation of this blurb/imagine or whatever you wanna call it.

4/20. The official stoner’s holiday. Hennessy had been prepping her stash for the big day, knowing that selling out would be inevitable. She was thankful that her roommate opted not to come back for the spring semester, allowing her to expand her makeshift grow house into the other bedroom. The lighting was better there anyway.

Though she was thankful for the extra space, she wished she could get into the campus’ greenhouse, but so far, convincing Dr. Turner had yielded less than pleasing results. She hoped that the research she had been conducting on a certain Navy vet would change the old man’s mind.

Just as she finished packing the last nug into its respective jar, her phone dinged.

Menu?

I believe the proper greeting is “Hello”, Killmonger. I’ma teach your rude ass some manners one of these days.

She shook her head in playful annoyance as she watched the three dots appear on the screen signaling his response.

Nigga fuck all that. I got some shit to take care of and I need some stress relief. You got me or what?

“I should tell his bratty ass nah just to be spiteful”, she says out loud. Though Erik was her best customer, he always managed to get under her skin, much to her disdain.

And no girly shit, he types back before she can respond.

“Oh well then you about to be pissed, my nigga,” she smiles mischievously.

My crib, 10 minutes cuz I got class at 1:00.

I’m at ya door.

“Thirsty ass!” she yells to the closed door before unlocking it. There, in all of his menacingly handsome glory stood her favorite headache.

“Don’t get cocky, lil nigga. I can always find another plug,” he torts, poking her forehead as he steps into the apartment.

“You’ll be back, hoe. You always come back.”

“Cuz ya shit fire, duh,” he says sticking his tongue out.

“No shit, Sherlock. So you tryna relax, huh?”

“Yeh, whatchu got for me?”

She pulls a small pink container from the shelf, sealed with a weed plant Moon Scepter.

“Meet Usagi. I’ve been smoking her for about 2 weeks now. Euphoric and relaxed effects with a slight citrus flavor, kinda like an orange.”

“I thought I said no girly shit,” he says with an eye roll, twirling the container between his fingers.

“Nigga you gone get what I give you and be happy. You ain’t even smoked it yet. Besides, you said yourself you like fruity flavors.”

“Aight whateva. I need something for creativity too. Got a project coming up that needs my undivided attention.”

“Ooh, what kind of project?” she perks, hoping he’ll let her in on another section of his already mysterious life.

“Gotta decode some shit my pops left me,” he says matter of factly.

“Can I help? I’m good with puzzles and shit.”

“Nah, you good, Mini Menace. This is some shit I gotta handle on my own. You got something?”

Damn, almost had his ass, she thinks to herself before grabbing another jar.

“You’ll like this one. I call it Hokage. Creative, focused effects with a sweet berry flavor.”

“Ooh, gimme a couple of them,” he grins.

Shy giggles, securing each jar into its own Cinnamoroll baggie before handing them to him.

“Nigga at least get some Naruto or My Hero packaging if you gone do anime,” he fusses playfully.

“I’ll think about it. Speaking of My Hero, I just renewed my Crunchyroll subscription. Got time to put me onto some new shit?”

He grins widely, reaching for her Blazy Susan rolling tray. “I gotchu.”

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monkey headcanon doc

be warned: VERY LONG POST, will be putting it under a cut.

The white spots on the chest and their muzzles are the only parts of the actual monkey that show through the cybernetics, with the exception of helmet removal for brain inspection and repair.

Too long without the helmet will kill the monkey. Probably a 10-minute timer a la that one half-finished Invader Zim episode. The one where Zim loses his PAK and he only has ten minutes to live. That one.

The rest of the monkey is in there still, but removing the cybernetic armor would certainly be painful. Plus, again, 10 minute timer.

“so how is Mandarin surviving without his helmet” well on the HOOP the prison staff were basically just force feeding him fluids or whatever, so he had a little more than half an hour left in him by the time he tried taking over Shuggazoom in Sixth Monkey. However, he was nearly a corpse by the end of the whole ordeal. Muscle Bod Mandarin was crafted to have extended “battery life” by Skeleton King, and Skelemandarin has no more need for being on what is effectively Villainous Life Support. Then again, he’s basically a corpse barely clinging to life at this point. His face post-s2, with one blind eye? That’s not scar tissue around it. That’s rot. He’s a rotting corpse. Peace and love ❤️

Sparx, Gibson, and Otto’s lenses aren’t actually black. They’re tinted red, blue, and green respectively.

Similarly, Antauri’s fur in his original form isn’t exactly black. It’s a very dark and desaturated purple, but it’s still definitely purple. Think Shiny Gengar.

Speaking of Antauri, remember how I said the snout sticks out of the cybernetic parts? When Antauri gets his fully mechanical body, there’s obviously no more snout. The body was never meant to house an actual monkey, so there’s no snout built in. Antauri’s head is basically an orb.

Still, Antauri’s head is evenly divided between the actual silver on the top half (which also has a slight purpley hue) and the white of his original muzzle on the bottom half. Poké Ball lookin’ man.

Antauri can still “eat”, in a sense. He has taste receptors in his mouth, but any food he swallows is all converted to energy and stored in a spare battery pack. To make sure he has enough energy for his physical form to keep going, he usually does the robo-equivalent of carbo-loading before intense missions.

Each monkey has a physical feature that sets them apart from each other.

Antauri has sharp claws even when not using his weapons. When he gets his new bod, his hands are normal, but as previously mentioned, no muzzle.

Sparx wears those stupid Dirk Strider glasses. However, those conceal his actual differing features - his pupils are triangular instead of circular like the other monkeys. This is how we get a similar visual effect to his eyes going all “sharp” when he goes Fire of Hate mode - he takes off his glasses when hanging out with Valeena and Mandarin.

Gibson’s tail ends in a sharp point that’s the same blue as the rest of his body. This point also glows when he’s experiencing heightened emotions or is using his drill attacks.

Nova has extra face fluff. Basically, she looks like Tails from Sonic. I think it’s cute.

Otto’s weird little head fin thing has two sections instead of one. This is to make it resemble a ponytail, and a mechanic would need to keep his hair out of his face!

Mandarin is the closest to canon, because he has no distinguishing features (since he was the first monkey given a cybernetic body).

The monkey snouts have a little nose now! Reason: it is cute

I think the two pieces above really show off the way my headcanons for the monkey’s appearances work. One is the dialogueless version of a comic I did where Mandarin gets kicked off the team for getting into NFTs, and the other is a collection of Gibson being gay as hell (the Otto design used in the second piece is my current one, the Mandarin comic one has a different fin style).

The monkeys are about 3 feet tall, maybe a little less. They’re all about the same height, too, although Mandarin always seemed like the shortest due to his tendency to slouch. Antauri’s silver body is also a little smaller, so he ends up being “the short one”.

They can regulate their outside body temperature. Are you too hot? Gibson’s an ice pack now. Too cold? Otto is a hot water bottle. This is kinda canon with Snowbound, but I like to think they have a lot of control over their temperature. Unfortunately, Nova’s thermal regulators were busted when she had that confrontation with Mandarin in the training room, so she can lose control of how warm she gets pretty easily. The same probably applies to her cooling abilities, i.e. she can basically turn anyone that touches her into a popsicle, but she hates even her outside body temperature being cold that much that she hasn’t bothered to try.

However, the exposed parts of the monkey maintain regular… monkey… temperature? What is the regular monkey temperature? idk lol

Each team member takes care of their chest fur differently.

Antauri combs his fur exactly 99 times in the morning and exactly once before bed. He also washes it every other day with shampoo and conditioner, as is recommended for many humans. He doesn’t have any in his robot form, though. Bald.

Sparx puts hair gel in his fur and slicks it into a stupid little spiral shape. Washes it every other day.

Gibson is actually the least careful with his fur. He’ll quickly comb it out if you bring it up, but it usually goes unbrushed. Do not ask him when he last washed his fur. He’s too busy doing science and research and being tormented by Sparx! The man loves dry shampoo.

Nova brushes her fur every day and washes it every day as well. She also pays special attention to the fur around her muzzle, as it gets tangled and matted easily.

Otto isn’t anywhere near as bad as Gibson, but he’s not exactly the most bothered about his appearance. He washes and brushes his fur when it gets something like oil stuck in it, which is actually pretty often, but he isn’t doing it for appearances. He’s doing it because it feels weird to have goop in your fur!

If you so much as tap Mandarin’s fur with a comb it will all fall out.

Also, music tastes!

Antauri doesn’t listen to music? If he isn’t on high alert with the team, he’s either sleeping or meditating, and he doesn’t like music when he meditates. Sometimes he’ll put on rain sounds or, like, whale songs or something while sleeping.

Sparx has a whole music career! Unfortunately, his album has become a laughingstock among bald music critics. Meta jokes aside, he likes most subgenres of rock and the occasional hip hop song.

Gibson mostly listens to classical music, although he is also known to partake in Lo-Fi Hip Hop Beats to Relax/Study To. Also, because this show was made in 2004, he has an “embarrassing” interest in Britney Spears’ music. No one else on the team finds it embarrassing. Except Sparx. But, as mentioned above, his own music career was a flop, so he can’t exactly judge, now can he?

Put on any gym playlist. That’s Nova’s music taste. Bonus points if it includes Eye of the Tiger.

Otto listens to the most obnoxious hyperpop you could imagine. Somehow, he has the best music taste of the group. He and Sparx composed the team’s theme song in-universe.

Mandarin, like Antauri, also doesn’t listen to music. Unlike Antauri, where he just doesn’t have time, Mandarin doesn’t listen to music because allegedly that’s one of the telltale signs of a future serial killer.

Not a monkey, but Chiro likes to roll down the windows of his little car thing and blast My Chemical Romance and other emo people music. That’s what he was doing at the beginning of Girl Trouble. He also likes generic guitar solo music as evidenced by the same episode.

Obviously, the monkeys don’t like bananas, but they have their favorite foods.

Antauri actually enjoys those healthy smoothies from Wonder Fun Meat World. Chiro will pretend to do shots of them, much to Antauri’s chagrin (and Sparx’s amusement. “Hey, Antauri, after we save the universe, we should send Chiro to university. I think he’d have a great time!”)

Sparx is convinced that carrots actually do help with eyesight, so he does his best to eat as many as he can. He also has a sweet tooth, so his absolute favorite food is carrot cake.

Gibson drinks black coffee, like some kind of freak.

Nova loves Otto’s cooking, whatever he makes. The clam chowder from Night of Fear? Chef’s kiss (she said this and Otto responded with “huh? chefs kiss? do they really?”)

Otto, on the other hand, loves fast food hamburgers. He found out about the Gakburger “secret ingredient” and kept eating it. When he retires from saving the universe, he plans on starting an ethical Thingy-fur farm to make sure Mr. Gakslapper doesn’t have to shadily shave the Thingies behind the counter. He is also the only monkey who doesn’t dislike bananas. He doesn’t love them, but if given the choice between a banana and one of Antauri’s smoothies, he’d much rather take the banana.

Mandarin has been living off of nothing but fluids for the past god knows how many years.

Antauri’s “sensing” powers actually detect signature electromagnetic waves. Like a shark.

Antauri and Gibson are Chiro’s legal guardians. Chiro’s full legal name is Chiro Niyelli Gibson (“Niyelli” being a corruption of “Nieli” in the same way “Chiro” is a corruption of “Ciro”).

Again, not monkey, but Chiro’s birth parents were actually the Sheenkos, and Valeena was his older sister. They went all freaky Skeleton King mode and turned Valeena into a perfect cult sacrifice/put Chiro in the orphanage when he was a baby. yeah i know this probably has a lot of timeline loopholes and is probably not anywhere near canon but shhh

And Clayton Claymore is his great uncle, making the Alchemist his great uncle through, well they never got married but he and Cpt. Shuggazoom were effectively married so Skeleton King is Chiro’s great uncle, basically. And Valeena’s. No one involved has any idea. again don’t talk about the timeline here

All of the frogs from Brothers in Arms are evolutionarily related to poison dart frogs. They probably aren’t poisonous, though, since the diet needed to create poison in frogs is very specific and you probably can’t be too picky in space. Although, I do like to think Otto’s frog counterpart is still poisonous, both as a parallel to Otto’s ability to fix/”heal” the Super Robot (although that frog is also shown to be a mechanic by the end of BiA) and as a callback to the original pitch bible for SRMTHFG, where Otto was learning how to control his mean streak (almost like it was his toxic side).

Mr. Cheepers is fully sapient. (also, fun fact, in the Japanese dub, his name is Pi-chan) (another fun fact: Mr. Cheepers was actually one of the few things I remembered from the show as a child before rewatching it. Did not remember any of the monkey’s names, but by God did I remember Mr. Cheepers).

Well, that’s it for now! Please DM me for more headcanons I have so many thoughts.

#srmthfg #super robot monkey team hyperforce go!#headcanons #long post #a little bit of body horror warning for the part where i discuss mandarin in-depth #also VERY IMPORTANT headcanon that i must stress: the monkeys are not familially related #i know theres a super popular hc of sparx and gibson being biological brothers but i could not find any proof of that specifically #like ive seen the whole show recently i dont remember a single instance of that being a thing #like obviously theres mandarin calling them all his brothers but i feel like thats. not literal.#i mean he includes nova when he says brothers and her whole schtick for a while is just She Is A Girl #so im gonna take a gamble and say it is not literal

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