#and her response was ''i'm guessing a whole lot of rat'' like nOT YOU TOO

[downwiththemutantnjnjaturtles]

Raphael's First Love—A Talk With Splinter

part of the First Love Talk miniseries!

sfw 💫 word count: 1.2k

The old metronome in the corner of the dojo ticked on incessantly as Raphael sat in indignant silence with Master Splinter. After four outbursts, a fight with Leonardo, and days of distance, Splinter had put his foot down and called his son in for a talk about his behavior. Beneath his stern exterior, Splinter was concerned.

"Raphael, explain yourself," Splinter demanded with a calm voice, treading a thin line with his angriest son's temper. Not out of fear—Splinter could and would easily put the giant back in his place even as an old rat. That was no issue. "What has gotten into you?"

Weeks of this crap, that's what, thought Raph bitterly. Weeks of feeling sick to his stomach every time she was around, trying to put up a good front and getting embarrassed by himself or his brothers; he felt stupid. Weak. Utterly at her mercy, and she didn't even know. Good. I don't want her to. Splinter gave him a skeptical eye. He shifted his position multiple times, uncomfortable and trying to look casual. Grunted dismissively. But he knew his father was not going to take that for an answer. He let out a scoff, dodging eye contact, "Things gettin' under my shell like usual."

"But not like usual, because you are worse-off than usual," observed Splinter.

His mental health was actively declining the more he deliberated on the pang in his heart he felt when he thought about her. It made his guts twist to think about why he was so angry, why he was even afraid of her, deep down. The last thing he ever wanted to admit to himself, let alone Splinter, was that he cared what she thought. A lot.

Too much.

All of his brothers seemed so confident, and yet he was self-conscious. Why? Why do I gotta be like this?!

Raph shrugged. "You know me, master. Comes with the whole package, whether all of you like it or not." He was already moody, prone to rapidly-changing emotions. That was never a guess, it was a given. "Look, I'll do us a favor and just end this convo now—I ain't in a bad way. And Leo needs to stay in his lane comin' to you over a little fight." He started to get up, leave the terrible silence of the training room and that god awful ticking metronome. Splinter jabbed his cane into his plastron, knocking him back, and then brought it down hard on his foot. Raph yelped and stumbled down, quickly reassuring his seated position.

"Enough!" Splinter barked. "Sit, Raphael."

Splinter had his full attention, now. The top of his foot ached dully.

Raph was seething on the inside. On the outside, he slumped over his knee, hiding his face behind his thick forearm.

This was all her fault. If she hadn't fallen—literally crashed—into their lives, he would be fine. There would be no question about what to do or what he was feeling. It was always them and the shadows—no people, no complications. He always knew that would never be accepted despite craving it with every ounce of his being. Why change that? Why suddenly bring more emotions into the mix? Before her, it was all straightforward. Now, he worried if he was too brutish, too much of a freak, if his normal habits weren't so "normal". He didn't want to feel like he was under one of Donnie's microscopes, with her eye looking through the lens.

Splinter furrowed his gray brow at him, resting his hands on his cane. "This is about your self esteem, is it not?" he questioned carefully. Prying.

"You couldn't know anything about it!" Raph shouted back. He swung his hand as he spoke. "I'm a six-foot turtle, there's no changing it! No changing me!"

Sighing a light breath, Splinter closed his eyes. This was going to be the challenge for the day. No day was without its challenges. He recentered his thoughts, looking for a different angle. He wanted to speak his son's language.

"Correct, there is no changing you."

Raph stuttered on his response as his face fell almost imperceptibly, but Splinter knew every minute expression of his kids.

If she knows, I'm done for. Raphael's mind was swirling and his thoughts were reaching dead-ends left and right. There was no changing. No hope? He couldn't tell. He'd given up before he'd even tried. Because like his weapon, he was defensive, and did everything possible to protect what? Himself. His big, soft heart in there that needed some serious attention. The thought of telling her made him want to hurl. But like a moth to a flame, he kept coming right back to her, torturing himself with "what-if's" and doubts he had all the while.

"What do you want me to say, Splinter?" Raph spat with a low voice.

"I want you to be honest with yourself," Splinter replied.

Raph poked the tip of his sai into the mat before him, digging it into the material. "Okay, I'll bite," he said, "what do you think I'm lyin' about? Huh?"

He already knew the answer to that. It was everything; he rejected the shyness he felt inexplicably when she was around. He felt dirty next to her, or if he accidentally touched her, it was an ordeal. Because he was a mutant and she was a human. Out of all of her pick of people, he never could have been at the top of her list. He doubted he even made the list as an option.

Knowing Raphael was lying then, too, Splinter simply lifted his chin at him, and waited for the real answer.

The silence was getting to be too much for him. He jammed his sai into the mat, stabbing through it. But in his face was sadness, not anger. He finally admitted, "I just want to be accepted. Even just by her." Fiddling with his sai, he averted his eyes to stare at something random next to him, adding quietly, a little bashfully: "Aaaaaand sometimes I think Leo has a…better shot than me. That's why we were fightin'. I went nuts because he was gettin' along with her and it made me feel some stuff I don't want to feel."

There it was, thought Splinter, bingo. "Well, you are certainly not the first young man to make a fool of yourself over a girl."

"Master, I don't even know what to do with myself. How am I ever gonna know what to do with her?"

"The first step would be to stop ruining my mat," Splinter said as he bonked his son's head with the end of his cane, irked that he was creating a hole in it with his sai. Raph quickly tucked his weapon away. He muttered an apology. Splinter cleared his throat before continuing. "The second step would be for you to face your fears, Raphael. Accept them, conquer them. You are as you are—what humanity thinks of you is not your concern. You know who you are. I would like to think that [y/n] does as well."

Raph shifted, uncomfortable. "Yeah, I don't think she does. I don't really…"

She was all too kind, beautiful, and smart; a deadly, terrifying combination, in his predicament. He'd been plagued with dreams of being with her night after night. Not worrying about a single thing until the moment he woke up—he was stressing every morning. His anxieties always seemed to curse him cropping up in his dreams; not even in sleep could he escape her sphere of influence.

Placing a gentle hand on Raphael's shoulder, Splinter looked down at him, "Then, you show her who you really are. Raphael."

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt raphael #raphael x reader #tmnt raph #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt fanfic #master splinter #tmnt bayverse #bayverse tmnt #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt raphael x reader #tmnt requests #tmnt first love #raphael

[impandgnomes]

May I ask you for uhhhhhh Tweek? 💚

Awww tysm! 🥹 Spent a while typing this on mobile, so forgive any typos lmao

1: sexuality headcanon

Honestly, that kid is gay af bless his soul. I could maybe see him also being ace when he grows up ngl?

2: otp

Creek is such a massive cliché, but CREEEEEK. I guess I'm one of those people who feels like it reminds them a lot of their irl relationship lmao. If you swapped out Craig's guinea pig thing with rats, you'd probably have a good approximation of my partner but as a 10 year-old American cartoon boy

3: brotp

Any one of the kids known as being in "Craig's gang" by the fandom (so like; Clyde, Jimmy, Tolkien lmao), and honestly Wendy. Those two haven't really interacted much, but she genuinely seems to give a shit about him lmao - her genuine concern for him after the fake breakup in Tweek x Craig made me feel so bad for her (Side note; anyone else ever been really bothered by how everyone still probably thought Craig was the bad guy at the end of that episode??? I like to think Tweek confessed to that whole ruse in front of literally the entire town right away 😭 Craig may seem like a bag of frosted arseholes but he's a good kid who desrves to be seen for who he is and not done dirty)

4: notp

I hate to say it but I've never really seen him as being with anyone but Craig lmao - maybe hetero ships? Not going to go on crusades or even feel mad, but it feels odd to imply he's anything but gay to me. it definitely feels weird to see him with anyone else romantically, but if whatever is said by a fan piece interests me, I'll probably check it out.

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

I like to think that his parents are so narcissistic, that they named him Tweek unironically as a way of advertising themselves and their shop wherever the boy goes - even when his name isn't said in full. He was 100% named after the place, but they probably have some pamphlets by the door on their "company history" saying otherwise.

6: favorite line from this character

The panicked way he says "It's easy??!!?" in response to being asked what's good about toddler murder in Free Hat is utterly hysterical to me. Peak autism and peak anxiety - I probably would have done the same as a kid in that situation ngl

7: one way in which I relate to this character

I am an anxious little freak of a man who drinks too much coffee and seeks advice and reassurance from my partner - I feel like Tweek at least has an excuse given his parents usage of...concerning substances. Yeah, let's put it that way.

8: thing that gives me second-hand embarrassment about this character

I am an anxious little freak of a man who drinks toouch coffee and seeks advice and reassurance from my partner - but seriously, sometimes the little dude lacks confidence that just feels too real on a level when you strip back the comedic absurdity of the show he's in.

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave

He's a cinnamon roll - he has his problems but he honestly seems to have infinitely purer intentions than any of the other kids in the show lmao

#south park #sp tweek #tweek tweak #sp creek #tweek x craig

[thesmutalorian]

Yeah  they made the feral predator way too hot. The credits came on and I immediately went to Ao3 like “let’s see what the girlies have to say about thissssss” 🤭 I saw the original predator almost a decade ago and as much as I liked it, never would of guessed I’d be here now 🙂

 the ooman shit kills me, like why do they have these scary ass aliens saying such silly shit I’m gonna die. 

Turns ouuuuut, I actually have more to sayyyyy, but you don’t have to respond: I feel bad bc I don’t have an Ao3 account so I can never comment, but Gorl if I did, id have a whole essay for every chapter, including reaction images 😤. Ik you aren’t currently writing from Ta'Kesh’s POV (which is perfectly fine lol), but I really appreciated how you did so. The predator POV is so fun to read, they’re just so damn cold and pragmatic and just ALIEN yk? (Ta’kesh makes me laugh bc he’s such a lil psycho lol). At least when done right I think. The dynamic you have set up is really interesting, like I love a good slow burn enemies to friends to lovers, but the cultural differences and species hierarchy sets it up for some really fascinating (JUICY) interactions/character development. I was unfortunate enough to come upon your story very early, there aren’t many other fics that hold up to the standard you set! (Have you read The Devil You Know? One of the only other quality fics I’ve found that seems to accurately portray that sort of dynamic- 10/10 recommend). 

But anyway, the arrogance, the entitlement, just the cold bluntness makes predator fic so engaging to me. When you take a person with that deeply ingrained of a mindset (that’s another aspect I love, the question of whether or not yautjas are innately “predatory” or if it’s largely due to cultural upbringing) and force them to interact with with someone they deem inferior in a way they never have had to before (and there was only ONE BED heheh) I’m eating that shit up with 2 hands like GOOD SOUP!!😤😤😤

 I appreciate it even more with a quality OC and I like Charlie a lot. I really struggle with reader/you fics bc beyond me just being like “lol I would not do that”, I like having an established character to root for :). She has an interesting past that you’ve managed to portray in an appealing and unostentatious way. Reminds me of Rust cohle from True Detective.  I like that she’s very brave, but not to the point of ridiculousness lol. She has her moments where she’s able to act courageously in order to try to survive, but still gets intimidated/scared (extremely valid) sometimes with the big ass scary aliens. Do you have anyone in mind for how she looks?

Some highlights so far:

Greatly enjoyed ta’kesh’s cringe fail lake venture where Charlie showed his ass up while he fucking stands in the background looking like a drowned ass rat ahahah but watching her Commit Violence like 👀

Idk why but aliens using bidets is so fucking funny to me

Kinda living for ta’kesh being a dork and talking to his cat all the time hehe

let me see what the girlies have to sayyyyy 👏🏼 absolutely the correct response. my friend and I stand by that alien v predator could've been entirely more romantic if they were brave enough but 🤪 no cause literallyyyyy when I read ooman I hear it in a baby voice and I canNOT take it seriously, like bless those authors truly but whoever started the ooman precedent.... I just wanna talk 🧍🏻‍♀️ and girly pop ofc I'm gonna respond you took the time to let me know how you feel and I /love/ interaction okay (I think there's a way to comment anon on ao3 with like a guest account or name or something but maybe I'm wrong idk) but either way you take the time I want to show my appreciation

I stopped his POV just cause I felt like I was backtracking and I'm already so slow (rip sorry) but I really do want to come back to it in the future just to have fun revealing his inner workings (cause sometimes I be writing things and giggling like pookie is such a brat and then I remember y'all can't hear the goofy ass voices in my head and you only know the story I show you) but yes yes their differences are gonna play out in so many ways that I just can't wait for 😇 AND YES IVE READ FRIGGY one of the few I made it all the way through and then had to literally have a whole moment to process that there wasn't a second part 😗😗 sick I tell you, sick,, but I completely understand the not being able to read FPOV or self insert because of the "ummm I would never" --- because that's EXACTLY how I started writing 💀😭 I was chatting w my friend and we were like ok but isn't it kinda weird how fast some of these fmc just like... accept the whole ass murder crab men? also--- how do they survive well in space and from there Charlie was born ahahahHA I was like ok but what if I made it realistic for bits (as realistic as scifi can be) and then asked people to suspend their disbelief for the fun bits like the space pond and the tail n shit 🤭🤭

I have a whole board of art for ta'kesh but I've never really stopped to think about Charlie 🧐🧐

YES DROWNED RAT IS SOOOOO RIGHT mans really does have an ego, which, like rightfully earned? but also... must be checked whenever author feels he needs it (all the time 😇)

the bidet was me being like what is something that isn't necessarily commonplace, but feels bougie enough that an advanced society would have it regularly around.... ah yes.... Bidet.

ta'kesh is a cat girl, confirmed

I promise to bring you more good soup in the future 🍲

#ao3 #yautja #answered #close quarters #fanfic

[runaway-osha]

Jeez this is long. Anyways, Mich redemption and also sibling murder. And losing depth perception. Sorry to all characters aside from Jack in this.

A nice, smooth, 1500 words.

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Runaway, like before a lot of important events, decided to get out of the castle for a bit. She was going on a walk to the cemetary where her brother's tombstone was. However, her brother wasn't buried there, Jacob was. She knew this after proving Mich's information true, that Finn (Now Felix) was still alive.

Runaway fiddled with her dagger, staring at her deep red eyes in the iron blade. She had a bad feeling, probably just Mich being a stalker and watching her from somewhere she couldn't detect, or the fact she was going to visit an old friend buried under the wrong name. She gripped the lillies she was carrying for the grave tightly. Usually she'd bring poppies, but Jacob had a different favorite than Felix.

Eventually, after another hour of walking, Runaway finally arrived at the cemetary plot. Of course, she heard footsteps, and turned around to see Mich. They raised a hand and lightly waved, "Heya." Runaway rolled her eyes, "Wow, can't go anywhere without you showing up huh? Mind waiting a bit?" Mich shrugged, "Bold of you to assume I don't have someone important to me buried here too." Runaway raised her eyebrow, "Do you?" Mich paused for a second, "Good Point."

Mich did wait for a few minutes outside of the cemetary, and Runaway eventually walked out. "So, what information have you decided to present me with?" She sarcastically asked. Mich nodded, "You know me too well. Anyways, the oldest sibling of ours, you remember him?" Runaway didn't immediately remember, but nodded after a moment. "Yeah... Jack right? Wait.. Ours? Don't you just work for Alaric?"

Mich stared blankly for a moment, "Shit I didn't tell you? Yeah he's dear old dad, but he has to pay me to stick around, that's why I 'work' for him." Runaway has more questions, but they could be answered later. Mich continued, "Anyways, Jack, he may know a lot in general on Alaric. Being his first kid and all. You can find him in that old abandoned firehouse, yknow on the edge of town?" Runaway nods, "Yeah. I hid near it once, always seemed a weird place for a building like that."

"Yeah, exactly! Anyways Naw, he has the neat little trick of being able to disable abilities for about an hour, which really sucked, so if you do decide to track him down, make sure you keep your distance, alright?" "No Promises Mich, but thank you, I should probably get going then though." Mich shrugged, "Do what you want, don't get killed I guess."

-

Runaway stayed behind at the cemetary for a bit after Mich left, but decided the whole Jack thing should be resolved as soon as possible. So another hour and a half later, she was back on the shady edge of town. The bad feeling she had before was way worse now, like something inside of her was yelling at her to 'get out of here'. She creaked through the doorway as a knife was thrown at her, grazing her ear. Runaway tried going invisible, but was unable to, and instead brought her dagger out of her pocket.

"Hello Again." Runaway stared across the empty building to see Jack. "Hello Jack. Is attacking everyone who walks through that door just your general response to people coming to talk to you?" He shrugged "Funny enough, yeah. Now you have a minute to tell me why you're here before I make you leave." Runaway scoffed, "Jeez... Touchy. Anyways, straight to the point, Alaric's weaknesses?" She meaninglessly gestures with her dagger. Jack glares at her, "Unlike you, I'm not a flithy rat of a traitor to the family."

"Cmon Jack. You have something, I know it." Runaway says, knowing she probably (more like definetly) won't get anything out of this sibling. Jack taps his foot several times, "You're minute's up." He shoots at Runaway, who barely manages to get out of the way. "Bad shot?" She barely gets out before Jack runs up on her. She tries backing up but Jack has the expirience (and non-disabled superhuman abilities) here.

He quickly ripped the dagger from her hand and jabbed it into her gut. He also jams the back of his gun, covered with some sort of substance, into Runaway's left eye. Runaway, without her regenerative powers, and for some reason only being able to see out of one eye now, collapsed to the ground along with Jack's gun. He laughed, "You get what you get I guess. Dad won't be happy that you're dead, but we'll live, unlike you." Without picking up his gun, he turns around to walk out the door.

Runaway wasn't dying like this. At least, not without taking Jack down with her. She grabbed for the gun, small and easily concealed, and aimed for the back of his head. Praying that there was still a bullet in it, and that she wouldn't be off, she checked her aim again and squeezed the trigger as hard as she could. Luckily for her, a gunshot sounded out, echoing in the abandoned building.

Moments later, Jack's body thudded to the ground. Runaway, even with only sight in one eye, managed to aim true. The bullet struck Jack right in the back of the head, and he didn't seem to have the usual regenerative abilities most dhampirs had. Runaway tried to keep herself awake, but she was still beeding out. "Right... a full hour before everything comes back." was her last thought as she, for the first time in quite a while, blacked out.

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Mich wasn't an idiot. They knew when something was wrong, they knew to not ignore gut feelings. That's why they had some basic medical supplies and were rushing to the firehouse. They weren't worried for Runaway she could take care of herself, at all, even in the slightest. Opening the door, Mich swore they felt their stomach drop.

Jack was dead in the back doorway, and Runaway appeared to be dead, but Mich could feel that she wasn't, not yet anyways. Mich rushed over, maybe they were freaking out a little bit. The dagger used to stab Runaway was still in her abdomen, "Well at least she hasn't lost as much blood as she would have..." Mich thought as he got out basic supplies to begin cleaning the, thankfully not giant, wound.

It took a few minutes, but Mich finished cleaning and patching the wound. It would begin healing after Runaway's abilities came back. Mich looked up at Runaway's face and took in a sharp inhale. Now that eye, that wasn't exactly fixable, but maybe it would eventually regenerate. They convinced themselves that it probably wasn't something to worry about on top of everything else.

Runaway woke up about 15 minutes later as her regeneration came back, quickly fixing up the wound in her abdomen. She looks to Mich, "Why did you patch me up? I wouldn't have died before my abilities came back?" Mich laughs, "Funny. No, Naw, you definitely would've died if I didn't stop by to check in on you two. By the way, nice shot." Runaway nods but quickly stops due to a sharp pain in her head. "Thanks. I didn't get anything out of him though.

"I didn't expect you to. And I didn't expect you to have a little chat with him so early." Runaway shrugs as she stands up, her abilities came back full force as her abdomen was now fully healed. "Why can't I see out of my eye still? Jeez did he hit me hard enough to give me nerve damage or some shit?" Runaway sighs, "Fine, yknow what I'll live with it for now. Mom can probably do something about it."

Runaway starts to leave, but Mich stops her. She turns to look at them, "What, got something to say to me?" Mich thinks about it, but really, the Merlyn lady could probably do something about it. And it's not like Runaway would listen to them, on top of that maybe her abilities just weren't working exactly right yet? "Nah, just, stay safe kid." Runaway chuckles, "Like that's possible, hah!" Mich watches Runaway walk away.

Mich felt something heavy in their chest. They picked up the gun that was discarded on the floor, and look at the substance on the back of it, before throwing the gun. They knew what that substance was. If that thing had made contact with their hands, Mich didn't even want to think about it, the pain it would be. They reach into a pocket of their cloak and bring out a silvery cloth to clean off the acid before quickly disposing of it.

Pocketing the gun, seemingly in place of the cloth, Mich grimaced. As much as they didn't want to admit it, and as much as they didn't want to visit her again, she had to know. It was safe to say, that there was very little chance of Runaway ever getting her eye back.

#runaway osha #osha #oshaverse #osha story thing #runaway #violence warning #technically gore? warning #that vampire yknow the creepy one #non-graphic? injury/blood/gore warning

[swordwife]

“Lorelei is the Komaeda of this series”

“I think she’s more of a Onceler”

is not a conversation I ever wanted to have and YET

#this goes here because its about my wife and you're all burdened with these characters now #i'm so tired and am gonna sleep soon but like. my exhaustion is making the sentences worse I love it. I hate it. #the same friend I am having this conversation with is the same person who drew her as the onceler so. point proven I guess #i'm gonna. mcfreakin lose it #not even ten minutes prior I mentioned making something about ''what my brain has been sounding like for the past couple months'' #and her response was ''i'm guessing a whole lot of rat'' like nOT YOU TOO #hello its me #the rat lady #mrs rat #*sigh*

[space-mermaid-writing]

Like a novela [Bruno Madrigal X Reader] - Chapter 7

Summary: You deliver all kinds of fruits from your mother's garden to the people of the village. You meet Bruno at the Madrigal's house and after that it's a tale to tell. Life is not like a telenovela. But sometimes it sure feels like one.

Tags: Romance, Mediocre Slow Burn, Age Difference, Fluff, Telenovela Elements, Bruno Madrigal Needs a Hug, Post-Movie

Read it on AO3

Chapter 1

Chapter‘s note: A lot of fluff in this one. It will also be the end of this story but not the last chapter. We still need to know what happens to the rat Ricardo and his Julia.

Chapter 7: Family dinner

You are sitting in your room. There is sewing work in your lap, but instead of working on it, you stare at the wall. It's just an excuse to look busy.

You haven't spoken to your mother, instead you sneaked up the stairs to your room as quietly as you could. Like you were a teenager who'd done something wrong. Not a grown woman.

But right now you don't want to confront your mother, don't want to see the disapproving look she might give you.

You just want some time for yourself. Until she calls you to lunch and you can no longer hide in your room.

Outside, the sun has dispelled the fog and is shining warmly through the window. Normally, you would be happy seeing such a nice day, using it to work outside in the garden or to run errands in the village.

Downstairs you hear voices. Maybe a neighbor came by. All the more reason to stay here. You don't have the nerve to meet neighbors and put on a happy face.

After a while, you hear footsteps coming up the stairs and then a knock on the door.

That's unusual. Your mother doesn't do that.

But maybe after what happened this morning.…

"Come in."

The door opens and you see your mother. But she is not alone, because at her side is a second woman.

"Señora Madrigal," you say surprised.

She nods to you in greeting.

"May I come in?"

"Sure!" You set aside your sewing work and quickly clear the chair at the small table for her.

"Have a seat," you offer her.

"Gracias."

"I'll be downstairs," your mother says.

She exchanges a look with Alma, as if there is an understanding between the two women. You feel like you've missed something.

Alma sits down and looks at you, as if she is trying to really see you for the first time.

It's a strange feeling. You've known this woman all your life. Everyone in the village does. Until now, you've always been just the delivery girl, the daughter of the plantation owners. You've talked about orders and exchanged pleasantries.

But suddenly, circumstances have changed.

"You can probably guess why I'm here," she begins.

In response, you just nod. Of course it’s about Bruno. But you're not sure about her motives, which is why you'd rather wait and hear what she has to say.

"It’s quite an unusual situation. But the Madrigals are also an unusual family. So I guess it kind of fits. I've probably meddled enough in my son's life. Or maybe not enough."

You see the silent sigh of an old woman who has spent her whole life trying to be strong and stay in control. It certainly hasn't been an easy life.

With the next words, her features seem to soften a bit.

"I want him to be happy. And if he is with you, then I'm fine with it."

She glances at you and you smile tentatively.

"I want him to be happy, too. And if he is with me, then I’m a very lucky woman."

She seems to like your answer.

"We'd like to invite you to dinner. Tonight?"

She looks at you questioningly and you return her gaze.

Dinner with the family would make things official with you and Bruno. You wonder if he knows about it and what his opinion is about this.

Normally you would want to discuss it with him beforehand, but with the Alma Madrigal standing in front of you, you don't have the time.

"Gladly," you smile, meaning it.

"Very well." The older woman rises. "Well, I've kept you long enough. I'll see you tonight, then."

You still escort her to the front door. She says goodbye and with a final nod you close it behind her.

A lot is going through your mind. So much has happened since the festival at the river yesterday that you still have to process it all.

For the first time you have the feeling that everything fits together seamlessly, like a puzzle.

What did your Abuela always say when you were a child?

You will see, everything will fall into place. You just have to take one step at a time.

The next step is clear to you: you seek out your mother.

She looks up when she hears you enter. But before she can ask you about your conversation with Alma Madrigal, you run to her and give her a big hug.

"Te quiero, mamá."

"Te quiero, hija," she smiles and gives you a kiss on the top of your head.

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Just as you're about to head out to dinner at the Madrigals', Bruno knocks on the front door.

"I didn't know you were picking me up."

You kiss him on the cheek, which makes him smile.

"I thought it would be good to have a few minutes to ourselves to talk before everyone is around," he admits.

That's thoughtful of him, and you're grateful for it. It takes away some of the nervousness of what to expect in Casita.

Bruno offers you his arm, which you link into.

It is a warm evening and many people are sitting in front of their houses, chatting with their neighbors or doing some last errands. You say hello whenever you are greeted, but don't stop in your walk.

"So...?" you ask Bruno as Casita already comes into view.

"So...", he repeats, searching for the right words. "My family can be quite loud, and they probably have a lot of questions. They usually don’t have a sense for personal space and sometimes that can be a bit much if you're not used to it. So I wanted to ask you, if you'd be okay with us making this," he gestures between the two of you, "official. I have no problem waiting a little longer, if you prefer that..."

He gets a little lost in what he wants to say, and you can tell he's nervous.

You look at him.

"What do you mean? What do you want to do officially?"

For a moment, he seems to consider at what point he's misunderstood something in these past few weeks and panic creeps up inside him.

But then your grin betrays you.

"Just kidding," you chuckle, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Oh, terrible bella joven mujer!" he curses affectionately. "You're going to give me a heart attack."

Casita welcomes you with open doors and some tiles rattle excitedly at your arrival, announcing it to the Madrigals. The family is polite enough not to jump you all at once.

You see Pepa speaking to her sons. Although you can't understand what she's saying, her gaze is stern and with a motion of her head she gestures in your direction.

The two boys nod and head to you, embarrassed.

"We're sorry. We didn't mean to deceive or to hurt you," Camilo apologizes and his brother nods in agreement.

You put your hands on your hips.

"Is that so?" you ask them sternly.

However, when you see how much they shrink under your glance, you drop the facade and smile. Actually, you've already forgiven them, since they helped you get closer to Bruno.

You open your arms and pull them both into a hug.

"Your Tio Bruno has explained the circumstances to me. And even though I don't approve of what you did, I understand that you only wanted to help. Next time, though, you come straight to me, okay?"

"Si!"

Glad that you are not angry with them, they hug you back.

Smirking, you release them.

"And Camilo," you stop the older one for a moment, as they want to leave. "Next time you want to go to a party with a girl, pick one that isn't already taken."

Actually you wanted to say: pick someone your own age. But coming from you, that would probably miss its mark.

The boy blushes slightly and mutters something as he rushes away.

Pepa herself has stayed close by and nods politely to you now. She seems grateful that you're not holding a grudge with her sons. But the small, dark cloud over her head tells that she still has her doubts about you and her brother.

She's willing to play nicely, though, you do the same and return the nod.

She will learn to accept it eventually.

You turn to Bruno, who is watching you with a smile.

Before you can say something to him you hear your name called and, looking around, you discover Julieta standing in the kitchen doorway.

She hugs you in greeting.

"I’m glad you could make it."

"Si, thank you for inviting me."

Smiling, she pushes you two toward the dining table. On the way, she smacks Bruno in a sibling-like manner on the arm.

"You could have told us that you'd snagged yourself such a pretty one,” she jokes

Bruno merely mutters something unintelligible, but smiles fondly.

The rest of the family also greets you warmly. The table is already set and they have changed the seating order so that you have a place next to Bruno.

Alma is the last to sit down and dinner starts.

You feel curious looks on you, but nobody talks about the obvious reason why you are here. Everyone tries to behave normally. Just a normal family dinner without anything special to see.

After a while you relax and join in the conversation. You expected worse, but this is actually quite nice.

"So, I was wondering," Camilo says at some point with his mouth full, turning to you. "What should we call you then? Hermana? Tata?"

Everyone stares at him.

"Camilo!" his mother scolds him, but he just shrugs.

After his brief conversation with you earlier, he seems to have regained his self-confidence rather quickly.

"What? She's hardly older than Isabela or Dolores."

Bruno smacks him on the back of the head and the boy looks at his uncle in surprise.

"Oy! A little more respect when you talk about Tia Y/N!"

His look is stern and he puts his index finger on the tabletop in warning.

Camilo's eyes dart to his parents, but no objection come from them. He has to learn that he himself is responsible for his big mouth.

Sheepishly, he hangs his head and mumbles an apology.

You put your hand on Bruno's arm. He looks at you and immediately his expression softens.

"It's fine," you reassure him. "I know he didn't mean any harm."

No one objects to leaving it at that, and the meal can continue in peace.

The topic changes. Isabela and Luisa talk about a project they are working on together to create a small park nearby. Some kind of small, green paradise. Isabela wants to take care of the plants, while Luisa prepares the site and brings in everything necessary. Antonio is immediately eager to jump in with ideas for a home for stray animals. The two girls have trouble slowing him down with all of his ideas. Everyone is talking at once.

It reminds you of your childhood days when your father and grandparents were still alive and your sister also lived in the house. Back then it was similarly loud. You didn't even realize that you missed this kind of meal, where the whole family gets together. You enjoy it.

"Are you okay?" asks Bruno quietly. "You've gotten quiet."

"Yes. Everything is perfect," you reply, "I love the chaos."

A low laugh escapes his throat and he presses a kiss to your hair, whereupon the others at the table gently elbow each other. You are not particularly subtle about watching you two.

You turn your head to Bruno and smile challengingly at him.

"Why don't we give them something good to gossip about?" you ask just loud enough for him to hear you.

And Dolores, chuckling softly.

A smirk appears on Brunos face. He puts his hand to your cheek and kisses you, while the family - especially from the men at the table, cheer.

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[rogue-durin-16]

MERMAID

Summary: the sexual tension of George and Y/n's weird friendship is getting the best of their friends, so when Harry suggests a trip to the Black Lake, they become adamant about getting them together.

Pairing: George Weasley x Reader

Genre: fluff

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Warnings: language and a bit of makeout

A/N: BITCH I THOUGHT THIS WAS A SHORT ONE??? I needed some fluff for this boy since I'm torturing him, so here it goes an idea I had half asleep in the bus, enjoy <3

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"They're literally— her legs are wrapped around his hips— are you kidding me?!" I whispered-shouted in desperation. "This is unbearable!"

"Fred relax, they just need a little push." Hermione's words sounded ridiculous even for her own ears.

"I brought her here!" Harry backed me up, equally annoyed. "If that's not one hell of a push, then what is it?"

"Shush, boys." Ginny spoke, her eyes still closed under her sunglasses as she laid on her towel. "We have hours ahead of us for them to make a move."

I puffed, my eyes returning to George, whose arms were wrapped around Y/n's middle from behind, making her squeal before throwing her to a deeper part of the lake.

They would not make a move.

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READER'S P. O. V.

We had moved to the dock in order to see the sunset better, and, now that the sun was low and the light lacking, we began to pick things up.

"Why the long face?" George questioned when he saw my gaze.

"I'd have enjoyed a night swim, if I'm being honest." I got up and went to grab my bag. "Another time I g— George!" I couldn't help but cry out when his arms picked me up and threw me into the water. "You fucking plonker!" I yelled, moving my wet hair away from my face. "This was the only dress I brought!" The lake wasn't as deep there, so I could easily stand on my feet and climb up, but I was already drenched.

George was bent over himself, laughing loudly, so he was helpless when Ginny pushed him into the lake.

As he resurfaced besides me, I couldn't help but burst into laughter at his shocked, betrayed face; it was priceless.

"Have fun you two." Ginny spoke as the rest laughed. "C'mon guys." The redhead grabbed my bag and Hermione picked George's, and soon it was just the two of us there.

"Aren't you going to thank me?" George broke the silence, crouching to dip his body underwater, protecting it for the blows of wind.

"Why?" I moved deeper into the lake, seeking the protection of the chill temperature too.

"You got your night swim."

"My dress is soaked!" I exclaimed, splashing him right in the face.

"Oi, so is my shirt!" He replied, following my lead and diving in. We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, idly swimming and floating until George stopped moving and spoke. "You know? You kinda remind me of a mermaid."

"You've seen a lot of them?" I quirked an eyebrow, giving up the swimming to stand on my feet.

"Git." He send a splash of water in my direction, making me giggle. "I mean like the one in the perfects' bathroom."

"You're not allowed into the prefects' bathroom, Weasley," I moved my hands on the water's surface, creating little waves around me. "Unlike me, you're not a Prefect, because only prats become Prefects." I quoted him in a mocking tone.

"Are you gonna rat me out, Y/l/n?" He teased, eyebrows raised as he circled me.

"I would, but I don't get anything out of it." I shrugged, sinking into the water once more until the only thing over it was my face. "Sooo..."

"Sooo..." He mocked me, making my eyes roll.

"A mermaid." George hummed, taking a look at the moon, which was shinning more than it usually would. "Is it because I'll lure you into the depths of the black lake?" I inquired, his eyes meeting mines when my hands found his underwater tugging him towards me as I stepped back, deeper into the water.

"I'd follow you without question." He dramatically replied, doing as he had said with a smile on his face until his feet couldn't reach the bottom.

"How romantic." My fingertips traveled up his forearms, reaching his shoulders as he moved even closer to me.

A wicked smile slipped through my gaze and he didn't have time to step back before I shoved him down in repay for dunking me earlier. I was quick to rush in the shore's direction, but not quick enough.

"Oi, not so fast!" He half swam half ran after me, taking a hold of my leg and pulling on it, and, given that I was standing on my tiptoes, consequently dragging me back to him. "You're a nightmare."

"I think you mean a dream." I mused, spinning to meet his gaze.

"Nah," His hands had left my legs after I catching me, and now rested on my hips. "I'm pretty sure of what I mean."

"Is it because I haunt your dreams in the night?" I laughed at my own joke, my fingertips toying with the hem of his shirt, slightly floating due to the water. "Can't sleep with the thought of me on your mind, huh?"

It was meant to be another playful tease, but by the way his hands' hold tightened ever so slightly, it dawned on me that maybe I had taken a too accurate guess.

My heart hammered against my chest as I have his shirt a tug. "If you wanna kiss me so bad, pretty boy, why don't you?"

He snorted as if I was joking; I couldn't blame him, though. We were always joking about that. "Why don't you kiss me, if you want it so bad?"

I went for a laugh and a shake of my head as a response, not trusting my voice. A particularly cool blow of wind caught us and he shivered; the temperature had gone significantly lower in the last couple of minutes. "C'mon, I don't wanna freeze to death, and we got a long way to the common room." I caught one of his hands as they left my hips and led him back to the shore. "They took the towels?!"

"Don't worry," the ginger said, taking off this drenched tee to wring it out. "We'll kill them later." He assured me, throwing the clothing back on as I wringed the hem of my dress. "C'mon, love." This time it was him taking my hand to lead the way.

We walked in silence, cracking a joke or two as we made our way to the castle. Finally reaching the stairs of the boat house, we began to climb them.

"Oi." George gave my hand a tug, his eyes scanning our surroundings. "You heard that?"

"Stop it." I chuckled, playfully bumping his chest before attempting to pull his hand to resume our walk; he had been pulling the strange noise card the whole walk. "C'mon—"

"Shhh!"

"I'm not gonna fall for it." I climbed off one of the steps to meet the ginger. "I'm cold so—" and then I heard it. "What...?" My gaze left the boy to scrutinise the darkness over his shoulder.

"Told you." He whispered, prompting me to come closer to him with a squeeze on my hand.

"You've been joking about that the whole time!" I scolded in an equally quiet tone.

"Who said I was joking?" the eyes of us both fixed at the bottom of the stairs trying to discern something.

"You think we should go check...?"

"Darling, I think that's the worst idea you've ever had." He responded. "It could be anything— we're out here at night."

"Yeah, but we're almost in the castle." We had come incredibly closer, partially because of the unnerving feeling that something was watching us, but also because of the wind that hit our still very wet clothes.

He seemed to think for a moment before turning back to me. "Walk before me." He instructed, already pushing me upstairs. "I'll keep an eye behind us."

The paranoia in my mind increased as we went up— we were outside the castle, it truly could be anything, and I didn't exactly enjoy the idea of George at the back.

That noise again.

I huffed, frustration and fear growing inside me.

"Don't worry." George, who until now had been at least three steps behind me, rushed up, holding my waist and giving me a gentle squeeze. "It's probably nothing, alright?"

"Walk by me." I requested, in a mutter.

He seemed to understand the nature of my plead and his hands left my waist so he would be able to fall into step with me. "Can't take your eyes off me, huh?" He successfully lightened up the mood, but right when I was about to tease back, the damn noise sounded again, this time making us jump. "What the hell..."

"That sounded close." I pointlessly observed. George groaned when he went to grab his wand and realised it was in his bag, most likely in the common room already. "Running to the boathouse is very tempting." I joked, leaning on him with my eyes still looking for the source of our fear.

"Blimey, Aurora!" we had to refrain our yelps when Professor Sprout's voice ended the tense silence we had fallen in. "Didn't think I'd find you here."

As the Professors seemed to descend the stairs and consequently come closer, George and I shared a panicked look. In a rush of adrenaline, I tugged him to the edge of the stairs and made him jump out to the raw rocks with me right after him; we made it just in time for Sinistra and Sprout to walk down the place where we had been an instant ago.

GEORGE'S P.O.V.

Y/n peeked over the rail to see the two women chatting, following their path without any sign of suspicion. With a sigh of relief, her eyes fell on me, crouched besides her with a hand on the stone rail to steady myself. I raised my eyebrows, surprised at her resolution, and then proceeded to chuckle, which earned me a kick on my leg.

"Shut it." She warned me with a smile of her own.

Silence fell among us once again, and, when she stood up, propping herself on the railing, my mind decided it was a good time to stare.

She was always a sight for sore eyes, but now with the moonlight reflecting on her hair and skin, she seemed to glow. Her dress, though it was meant to be flowy, had stuck to her torso due to the water, and hugged her curves in the most delightful way. Oh what I would give for her to realise I wanted to hold her tight in a different way as she allowed me to.

"I'm gonna pretend you're not ogling me." She informed me, her eyes still fixed on the path our Professors had taken. I only smiled to myself, standing up to jump back to the stairs before offering her both my hands.

"C'mon darling." She took them in hers before climbing up the railing and jumping down in front of me.

Her words had been echoing in my mind during the whole walk.

-If you wanna kiss me so bad, pretty boy, why don't you?-

Did she mean it?

"What is it?" She questioned with a confused smile, staring at me. "What?" She repeated, but my mind was somewhere else.

My mind was at the lake, where her hands had roamed over my bare skin several times; where I had held her against me in nothing more than our bathing suits; where we had been left alone and she had found a thousand different reasons to take my hands or pull me closer; where her tone had dropped as she said those words at mere inches of my lips.

"George," she snapped her fingers in front of my eyes. "we gotta go."

Not yet, I thought, taking a step towards Y/n that felt like a leap of faith. Though she took a step back, her hands held my forearms, taking me with her just like she had done moments ago at the lake.

And just like it had happened before, her eyes lured me into drowning, and I followed without question.

The kiss was as deep as the black lake, my hands finding the rail behind her for some extra support —I had become weak on the knees, my legs feeling as if they were about to give out—, and her hands going from my arms to my chest without pulling away from my body.

The synchrony of our lips was unbelievably perfect, sending shocks through my whole body.

My lips detached from hers to pepper kisses down her jaw to her neck.

"George..." My name came up of her as a quiet moan and I felt dizzy, not noticing the moan that came out of my own mouth. "George," she called again, this time with a more steady voice, clearing her throat before pushing me away with her hand on my chest.

"Something wrong?" I inquired, trying to get a grip on myself. "Did I—?

"No— I'm very much enjoying this," She assured me. "but a moment ago we were scared shitless because—"

That noise.

Whatever that was, it was nearly in front of us. That time, along with that weird noise, something like whispers were heard.

We both yelped when Harry's Cloak of Invisibility was thrown to the ground before us, revealing three grinning idiots, them being Fred, Ron and Harry.

"On Merlin's beard..." My cheeks started to burn and I felt the imperative need of hiding my face. "What are you doing?"

"We needed to see if you'd finally make a move." Ron explained.

"We even bet on where would it happen." Harry confessed, making my cheeks go even redder. "Now we owe Ginny money." He grunted. "Ugh, you were so close on the lake, I almost won."

"For a moment there, Georgie," Fred was biting back a laugh. "I thought we would witness you two shagging." Ron grimaced at the thought. "Poor Harry panicked and threw the cloak down."

"I'm gonna murder y'all." Y/n jumped in, nearly as mortified as I was. "I finally got him to kiss me and you go and kill the mood! Why don't you piss off so we can do it again?"

Fred got the memo thanks to Y/n's death glare and they rushed upstairs, my twin brother whispering a quick 'congrats' as he passed by me.

"Well that wasn't like I expected our first kiss to go." She confessed, letting out a laugh at the sight of me. "You're as red as a beetroot."

"Shut up." I bumped her arm, a grin twitching the corners of my lips. "So you want me to kiss you again?"

"Of course." Her arms wrapped around my neck, bringing my closer. "If possible, without involving voyeurism." I snorted, tugging her hips to mines before leaning on to kiss her again.

Little did we know that Hermione and Ginny, ever the smart and subtle ones, were watching from the top of the stairs.

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[boxofbadaddiction]

A Likely Story

Fred Weasley x Reader

Warnings: Swearing.

This story is inspired from a request of my F.R.I.E.N.D.S Themed Prompt List.

Prompts: 9, 16 & 18

"They don't know that we know they know"

"DANGER!"

"What a small world./Yet I never run into Beyoncè"

"What'd you tell George?"

"Told him I had detention with Snape for setting off Dungbombs in his Second Years class."

"Hmm, very believable."

"That's because it's true."

"Why am I not surprised?"

"What'd you tell your mates?"

"Just said I was going for a walk."

"Guess that'll do. Remind me to give you some pointers on how to lie when we get back."

"Very funny."

Every word spoken echoed off the damp walls of the One Eyed Witch Passage as Fred and Y/n made their way through the dark tunnel. The only source of light being the soft glow emitting from the tips of their wands, allowing only enough visibility to see just infront of them as they walked.

The pair were currently sneaking from the Castle on a day which were not allocated for any Hogsmead Visitations. It were a school day. However, rather than sitting about the Castle grounds for the two free periods in their schedules, Fred had the brilliant idea of escaping the unbearable reign of Umbridge - even if only for a few hours, by taking a trip into town.

"You know they know, right?"

"Ahh, but they don't know that we know they know. Now do they?" Fred grinned as he shoved y/ns shoulder with his own playfully, before intertwining their cold fingers. "I fail to see how that matters" "makes it all the more fun." "Whatever makes you happy, Big Guy." "You mean, aside from you?"

Y/n rolled her eyes at his cheesiness, but smiled nonetheless. Stopping abruptly from a harsh tug at her hand, one that had her being pulled flush against Fred - chest to chest.

Threading his wand between his fingers, he brought his other hand to the back of y/ns neck and kissed her deeply.

The kiss left her flushed, biting her lip to suppress a giddy smile which naturally only caused a smug grin to appear on the face of her partner.

Sensing how inflated his ego was becoming y/n stepped back, shoving his chest, "Hurry up and get me out of here, loverboy, I'm freezing."

This wasn't the first time the two had been in a situation such as this. They had been in a relationship for quite a few months now but were keeping it secret - for the most part anyway, but they knew the others were suspicious.

There were several reasons why they felt their relationship needed to remain secret. One being for the fact Y/n were a Slytherin. Whom for as long as anyone could remember had despised the Weasleys, and vice versa. The second, and most crucial reason was due to y/ns family. She was a Y/l/n. A family who, like the Malfoys and LeStrange, were blood purists and for that matter hated Muggles, Muggleborns and Blood Traitors alike. A trait not inherited by that of the y/l/ns only daughter. Y/n.

After overcoming the years of conditioning by her parents; painting the Weasleys, anyone alike and Muggleborns as the enemy or lessers, she'd surrounded herself with friends of all houses and blood-status.

She even discovered there to be a remarkable amount of similarities between herself and that of the Redheaded family. Soon enough finding herself regularly in comfortable conversation with the Twins during their shared classes, after years of the ridiculous feud between them buried itself in the past. It then naturally didn't take long for her to start falling for the older, louder, Twin.

Though people acknowledged she were different to her family the pair were still hesitant about the reaction they'd receive being together in public, so they thought it best to keep to themselves. Which lead to a lot of sneaking around. Hence todays secret date in Hogsmead.

A few moments later Fred and Y/n reached the trap door of Honeydukes Cellar. Fred was the one to check the coast were clear. Smiling as he watched the owners feet retreating up the basements staircase to the store above. Piece of Cauldron Cake he thought. They silently slipped through the shop, completely unnoticed.

Glad to finally have the freedom to be with one another openly the two let out relieved breaths upon being met with the chilly fresh air of Hogsmead.

They happily strolled throughout the streets hand-in-hand going about their usual routine. A quick stop to The Three Broomsticks for a couple Butterbeers then off to what they'd deemed as "their spot", a clearing by the forest over looking the Shrieking Shack where they regularly met of a weekend for lunch and much needed time together.

Fred was spinning his girlfriend as if dancing as they walked, smiling, laughing and unashamedly flirting loudly as they did so.

The two were in a world of their own as they rough housed in the soft snow, throwing handfuls at one another. Unfortunately, blissfully unaware of the approaching complication in their secret rendezvous.

"Well, well, well." Came a cold voice from behind them, one which sent chills down y/ns spine - she would know that voice anywhere. Lucius Malfoy.

The teenagers turned with identical deadpan expressions to the man before them. "What a small world." "And yet I never run into Beyoncè" y/n countered sarcastically, her tone bitter and harsh.

"Whatever would one make of this, Hmm? A y/l/n fraternising with a Weasley..." Luicus eyed Fred with distaste, as if it were unsettling to simply be in his presence.

Fred stood tall and firm in place; a murderous glare thrown towards the arrogant man as he grit his teeth.

"One?" Y/ns brow raised in question, her voice drawing Malfoys attention back to her. He simply nodded in response, causing the girl to scoff as realisation struck. An exasperated smile tugging at her lips whilst she spoke, "Right. Going to rat me out to Daddy for having a friend, Lucius?" "But of course not." He took a step closer to the couple, "for being outside the grounds of Hogwarts, accompanied by an irresponsible and perpetually reckless boy however..." y/n swallowed harshly, a wave of fear coursing through her veins as her confidence faltered.

"Well, one might say it were my responsibility to report your little...adventure today. My, I can't begin to imagine the misfortune one might be subjected to less the High Inquisitor learn of such a blatant disregard for school protocols. Those for the offenders...or the Headmaster for that matter."

Y/n was silently panicking at these words. Dumbledore has already been on thin ice with the Ministry recently. If anyone finds out, well...that'd be the end of him.

"Of course however, y/n, you would be forgiven on account of your-" "Father." "-innocence, clearly under the manipulation of this one, whom would naturally be expelled." Lucius lazily waved his hand towards Fred. "You don't even know which Weasley 'this one' is." Y/n snapped. "Unimportant. I imagine Delores will be thrilled at the opportunity of finally ridding both from the school. And as for Dumbledore-"

"You're getting ahead of yourself, Malfoy." Fred finally spoke. Stepping forward to stand slightly infront of y/n protectively. His jaw and fists were clenched in rage, knuckles turning ghostly white under the strain in his grip. "Am I?" "Yes. To snitch on us you'd first need proof we were here in the first place." "You Weasleys truly are daft. I believe I have all the 'proof' I'll be needing. Given the fact you are stood right here before me, far from the saftey of the school grounds." "Are we?" Fred subtly reached for y/ns hand as he spoke, holding her palm tight behind his back, eyes staring directly into Malfoys challenging his dominance.

"Because I'm sure if you were to go to the Castle right now; I could be found with my brother and y/n here...undoubtedly studying in the Library." "Is that so?" Lucius had a rather done and ugly expression on his face at Freds antics, whom began smiling wickedly. Uttering a simple "yep." In response.

Their stare-off was broken as Fred glanced over Malfoys shoulder, raising his free arm to wave he greeted loudly, "Hello, Hagrid!" This causing the blonde man to turn in his direction. That was Fred's cue. Taking advantage of the moment and apparating the pair to the passage of the Shrieking Shack.

They took off running, hand-in-hand as they manoeuvred the winding tunnel to the school. Sprinting so quickly that even the Whomping Willow were too slow to react to their sudden appearance as they breached the grounds.

As they reached the, thankfully empty, courtyard they finally allowed themselves the opportunity to breathe and dropped the hold of one anothers hand. Fred swallowed thickly to ease the burning in his throat, "you have to-" "yeah. And you need to-" "yeah."

Exhausted and amused chuckles fell from their lips at the understanding shared between them. Placing one final, frantic, kiss to one anothers lips as goodbye they held each other close not wanting to let go. One of y/ns hands gripped Freds hair tightly whilst the other bunched in the fabric of his shirts collar. Both his hands placed securely on her waist. Y/n whines, knowing he won't be able to break the kiss himself, focusing all her strength she pushed from his chest, "Go" she whispered. Sighing frustratedly from the loss of his lips on hers he nods in agreement before both begin running in opposite directions.

Now thankful he had such a large family Fred was quickly successful in finding a family member to cling himself to. Barrelling down the corridor to where Ron and Harry were walking and conversing over whatever, with their backs to him. Overestimating the force of his current momentum he collided forcefully with the boys shoulders in attempt to steady himself, nearly toppling all three.

"What's your problem!?" Ron snapped angrily. "DANGER!" Fred whisper yelled, very out of breath. The scene brought a rather wide smile to Harrys face, watching as the Twin clutched his side painfully and tried to speak. "If-If anyone asks. I've been here the whole-WHOLE time. Okay!?" He was gesturing wildly between the three of them as he spoke, appearing desperate.

"Oh yeah? And what's in it for us?" Ron asked cockily. "For you, little Brother..." "anything?" He smiled smugly, earning a clap on the shoulder from his flustered older brother. "Not quite, Ronniekins."

Fred's eyes turned dark as he straightened himself, grip tightening on Rons shoulder like a vice. "Cover for me this time and you get to live another day." Ron was wincing at the pain being inflicted by the hold on his shoulder, "You-you can't do anything to me." Harry looked sceptical at this, it was Fred Weasley afterall.

"Can't I? It's a big Castle, Ronnie. Accidents happen." Fred's stare hadn't left Ron's eyes the whole time he spoke. A smirk forming on his face as if taking joy in the countless possibilities he had playing on his mind.

Noticing the poorly restrained fear spreading through his brother as Ron gulped thickly he lightened his grip knowing he's won.

"F-fine. Doesn't bother me anyway. Not like it's a huge inconvenience is it, Harry?" Ron tried to play the moment off cooly, though the panic was evident on his voice. "Not at all" Harry laughed but suddenly his expression soured. Looking forward to the entrance of the hall.

"Is that...Lucius?" The Weasleys heads turned to see the pale face of Malfoy striding towards them accompanied by Delores and...oh God. Freds blood ran cold.

"It is, and Titus Y/l/n! What are they doing here?" Ron growled.

"Danger. Danger. Danger." Fred mumbled from the side of his mouth, avoiding eye contact and looking quite nervous, though he played it off much better than his brother had. The boys looked up to him "You didn't..." they spat. Fred cleared his throat as a warning, and it worked just as well as a confession in Harry and Rons opinion, as the three adults approached.

"Potter." "Malfoy."

"Weasley." "Y/l/n."

"Eh-hem" the teens rolled their eyes. "Professor?"

"Tell me, Mr Weasley" she began, looking straight to Fred, "can you account for your whereabouts this afternoon?" "With these two."

"Where's your Twin?" Lucius rudely interrupted. "Haven't the foggiest. Since, ya know...I'm not with him." "It is strange" Umbridge began, "that you are without your Twin, seeing as how you are rarely to find one without the other." She giggled sickly. "Yeah, rarely. But not never."

At his words Lucius' expression became proud and more confident, turning to Delores now to speak. "He's the one. I'm sure of it." "The one what?"

"Enough of this. My daughter, where is she?" Titus interjects. "What...y/n? Stuffed if I know. Don't fancy myself much a snake charmer. What's with the interrogation?"

"Well it would seem, Mr Malfoy here has a rather interesting story to share on the topic of two seventh years strolling about Hogsmead not even an hour ago. A Weasley and-"

"My daughter. Where is she!?"

"I've already told you. I don't know!" Titus began advancing on Fred, rage burning clear in his eyes, "I'm warning you, Weasley. If you've in anyway involved yourself with y/n I will-"

"Dad?" A soft voice called from the end of the corridor. "Y/n." The girl looked around at the gathered group confusedly before stepping between Fred, Harry and Ron to embrace her Father in a quick greeting. "What are you doing here?" "Where have you been?" "Where-what? I've been-" "the Library perhaps?" Lucius raised a mocking brow. "What? No I-I was taking a walk by the Lake." "A likely story."

"Lucius here, tells me you were in Hogsmead with this boy." Titus gestures to Fred a venom held behind his voice.

Y/n looks over Fred with visible disgust, whilst he smiles coldly back. "Why on Earth would I ever surround myself with the likes of them?" She spits. Looking back to her Father as if highly insulted by his accusation.

Titus observes the interaction carefully as if watching for any weakness in their story. But he finds none. His expression softens as he turns back to his daughter completely. "I apologise, y/n/n. Lucius was obviously mistaken." He glares back over his shoulder to the blonde man who scoffs in response. "I would nev-" "Save it, Lucius." Titus growls. "But, Titus if I may, why would Mr Malfoy report this if it were not-" "you may not." The girls father puts an end to Umbridges interruption as she'd attempted to defend the other man. "I trust my daughter to know of the correct company to keep. Lucius was obviously mistaken and has by extension wasted my time."

Thankfully the adults were too busy bickering for anyone to notice the small smiles that threaten to break onto the faces of the gathered teenagers.

"I'm sorry, dear. I must be leaving now and I hope your studies are going well." "They are Dad, I'll write you and Mum tonight to fill you in on everything. Just as I always do." Y/n smiled. Titus pulled his daughter in for a final hug, placing a soft kiss to her forehead before turning to leave, with a last menacing glare to Delores and Lucius he walked away.

"Well. That will be all, the four of you off to your Common rooms immediately to prepare for dinner. Mr Malfoy if you'd follow me I'll escort you from the Castle." Umbridge spoke.

Harry and Ron couldn't contain their giggles at the insulted reaction shown by Malfoy as he turned to leave.

Lucius took one final look over his shoulder to the teens, who had not moved, being met with the taunting smile and small wave of y/n with Fred now standing confidently beside her.

Once finally out of sight the couple fell into hysterics, Fred wrapping an arm around y/ns shoulder as they laughed.

"What the bloody hell did you two do!?" Ron asked through a wide grin. "Just took a quick trip into town that's all..." "Safe to say our secrets out, Freddie." Y/n whispered to him as she noted all the students watching the group, paying particular attention to Freds arm around her. "Secret? You kidding! You two are the most obvious people on the planet!" Harry quipped. "George has been taking bets on how long it'll take for you two to just come out and admit it." "I know." Spoke Fred, "I had Colin Creevey place 7 Sickles on it for me." "You bet on us!?" "The odds were on my side! But thanks to Malfoy date-crashing I'm out of it now."

"About that, how did you two get back here so fast?" Ron questions.

"We apparated to The Shack then hauled ass." Y/n answered. "The pros of being 17" Fred winked, pulling y/n back into his chest, resting his chin atop her head. As his arms wrapped around her she nestled herself comfortably within his embrace with a lovestruck smile.

"Right well, as amusing as that was, this-" Ron guestured to the couple, "is gonna turn my stomach. And I'm starving so, Harry, coming to get ready for dinner?" the bluntness causing his best friend to roll his eyes with a chuckle. "Yeah alright. And I'll be sure to tell George all about this if we run into him along the way." Harry joked, waving to the couple as they walked towards the Gryffindor common room.

They stood there for a moment, contently basking in each others warmth before y/n turned in place to face her boyfriend with a cheekily grin. "So, still think I need tips on how to lie?" Fred clicks his jaw as he pretends to be deep in thought. Nodding slowly as he answers, "yeah, yep. Absolutely." "I just successfully dooped not only my Father but Delores fucking Umbridge! Okay? I deserve a frickin' gold star."

Fred can't help but laugh at her comment. "Alright, first of all. 'Dooped'? That is the least cool thing you've ever said. Secondly, you're so cute when you get all sassy. And unfortunately for you, I'm fresh out of gold stars...but I'll happily reward you for that semi-decent performance." Y/ns mouth falls open at the last words, "semi-decent!?" Fred nods innocently, "You sir, are a twat!" She states firmly as she pushes out of his arms making the redhead laugh loudly.

Taking a strong grip to her wrist as she begins to walk away he pulls her back to him, wrapping an arm around her waist as the other fists the hair at the nape of her neck pulling her lips into his.

The kiss is hard and passionate, as if he's trying to make up for their spoiled date in this one moment. And it's working, fireworks erupt within y/ns chest as goosebumps spread over her skin and she can't help the soft moans that sound from her throat. It's perfect.

Fred smiles as he rests his forehead against hers, feeling like he's drunk an entire Cauldron of love potion. "You were brilliant today, love." He whispers. "Fred, that kiss was...wow." he hums in response. "I still want the star though." she goads making him roll his eyes and throw his head back in exasperation. She can feel the silent laughter radiate through his body as she holds him close bringing her head to rest against his chest.

Freds arms hold y/n tighter as he lets out a comfortable sigh, placing his head atop of hers. Eyes softly closing in complete bliss. As fun as all the sneaking around was he could get used to this. Holding her when, where and for as long as he wants? To Fred, that sounds exactly like Heaven.

#fred weasley x reader #f.r.i.e.n.d.s #F.R.I.E.N.D.S Themed Prompt List #hp imagine #hp fanfiction #harry potter #george weasley #hp #fred weasley #harry potter fanfiction #weasley twins #harry potter imagine #ron weasley #Lucius Malfoy #Delores Umbridge

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Totally understand if you're not up for it and fully recognize the ronald mcdonald dom/sub anon vibes which is an AMAZING post btw but like...now i'm curious, what the hell did Lord of the Flies anon DO that got him blocked for the discourse? like...i just can't wrap my head around high school lit being...uh...that inflammatory i guess?

Okay so, I'll start by saying I've had a new anon from apparently the same anon saying they are NOT the person I blocked, just a rando making the same points, but I'll answer your question anyway just to set out why this person in particular got blocked, out of the several thousand who reblogged/commented on that very successful addition to the LoTF post I made.

First off, I added the 'real life Lord of the Flies' story because I thought it was a good story. I had read about it only a couple days beforehand in Humankind and, after reading out the entire chapter to my parents who weren't very interested, I was excited that there was not only a post where it would be relevant to post, but that I wouldn't be hijacking it, as it was already rejecting the widespread interpretation taught in many schools, that humanity is inherently savage.

When making the addition, I a) did not think it would get more than a couple reblogs, because the post was already at 50k notes and I figured anyone that might be interested would already have seen it, and b) I did not know the very specific context that prompted William Golding to write the book; all I knew was that he had been a teacher at a public school (basically, the poshest schools in the country - think Eton, Harrow, very 'old money' places that pump out Conservative politicians by the bucket-load 🤢) who hated his job and the boys he taught (which, valid), and new information I'd been given in Humankind - that Golding had said to his wife one day, "Wouldn't it be a good idea to write a story about some boys on an island, showing how they would really behave?" - which had no mention of The Coral Island by R. M. Ballantyne, which I have since learned was the text that Golding loathed enough to write an entire novel in refutation of - and included what I considered a very telling letter from Golding to his publisher, in which Golding wrote of his belief that 'even if we start with a clean slate, our nature compels us to make a muck of it.' Another Golding quote that I believe portrays his belief in humanity's 'innate savagery' is that "man produces evil as a bee produces honey."

Obviously, the author of a book putting forward the case for humanity's inherent goodness was going to oppose Golding's hypothesis; Bregman not only noted Golding's literary accomplishments and beliefs, but his personal life.

When I began delving into the author's life, I learned what an unhappy individual he'd been. An alcoholic. Prone to depression. A man who, as a teacher, once divided his pupils into gangs and encouraged them to attack each other. "I have always understood the Nazis," Golding confessed, "because I am of that sort by nature." (Humankind by Rutger Bregman, p. 24-25)

I have bolded the part about him as a teacher, because it is incredibly relevant to the original post that I commented on, which begins with a comic of a teacher locking her class in to see them 'recreate' Lord of the Flies, something which the follow up comments before mine staunchly reject as both misunderstanding the point of the book, and the fact that it took the kids in Lord of the Flies a significant amount of time without adult supervision to go 'savage'. This misreading of the text is widespread enough that when Golding won the Nobel Prize for Lord of the Flies, the Swedish Nobel committee wrote that his book 'illuminate[s] the human condition in the world of today'. Whether or not they misread it is beyond my expertise - they do at least mention the factors of the outside world neglected by many when analysing the book, but still seem to believe it says something about human nature as a whole rather than just, to quote thedarkbutbeige 'British kids being rat bastards' - but Golding quite happily took his Nobel prize on this basis. Which, in fairness, I would too. It's a fucking Nobel prize.

It was with this knowledge, and this knowledge alone, that I stated in my now very, very widely read comment that Golding 'wrote the book to be a dick', in response to the tags of the person I reblogged from. As I said, I now know that Golding did not write the book (solely) because he hated the kids he taught, but as a response to The Coral Island and the general idea that clearly the British were inherently civilsed, whilst the people they colonised and enslaved were inherently savage. So. That's the background.

The anon - or rather, the person I thought was anon - was the sole exception out of dozens of replies, who instead of telling me about The Coral Island politely decided it was time to go ALL CAPS and regurgitate points already made by thespaceshipoftheseus, and implied that the only reason that the real life Tongan castaways didn't go all Lord of the Flies was because they weren't British. Not because they weren't surrounded by violence like the boys in Lord of the Flies, or there wasn't a World War ongoing, or that they weren't the upper, upper, upper crust of a class-obsessed society like Britain - but because they weren't British. A complete inversion of the concept that Golding was trying to get across - now, instead of all of humanity being equally prone to savagery in the right conditions, it was solely nationality that determined it. As in, the British were inherently savage, but nobody else was.

I, trying for humour, made the terrible mistake of replying to them.

I won't lie, I was absolutely blown away that this was real life. What I think they were trying to do was be that Cool Tumblr Person who, after somebody's been shitty on a post, goes to their blog and sees something Damning in their about/description. In an ideal world, I imagine I'd have gone nuts or done something Unforgiveable. In what I can only call the rant that followed, they stated several times that I needed to go back to high school to get some 'proper literary analysis' skills and that the story of the Tongan castaways was completely unrelated to the point at hand which. I mean, I disagree, considering that I made the addition, but I couldn't get my head around how commenting on a post that was already rejecting the thesis that the 'point' of Lord of the Flies was that humanity was inherently savage and was, in fact, about how kids - British or otherwise - learn how to function from the adults around them, and that traumatised, terrified children aren't going to create a mini-Utopia, and put forward a real life example of how without the key additions of an ongoing world war, a colonial Empire and the subsequent mindset of thinking you are 'inherently civilised' and therefore can't do anything wrong, actually, people just want to take care of each other.

A friend has since asked me why I even have 'england' in my description. To be honest, it's a timezone thing - I talk to a lot of people online who don't share my timezone, and it generally makes me feel like if I don't reply immediately because it's 3am, they have the tools to see that I'm not in their timezone and not just ignoring them. I did consider changing it to 'british' or 'uk' after it was... 'used against me', I guess, simply because I didn't want to deal with it, but you know what. No. Not gonna do that. I am from England, and I have never hid that fact. I have a tag called 'uk politics', during Eurovision I refer to the UK's act as 'us' (even if I really, really don't want to. Because James Newman slaughtered that song and it was downright embarrassing), I regularly post stuff in my personal tag about where I live (and mostly complain about this piece of shit government). If people really think my nationality makes every point I make null and void, then they don't have to follow me or interact with my posts; tumblr is big, and I am one medium-small blog very easily passed over.

I did reply to them, trying to explain the above, but their next response really just doubled down. Because I used the word British instead of English - foolishly because the posts above mine focused on Britishness, and also because although Golding was English and taught English kids, the pro-Imperialism author of The Coral Island, R. M. Bannatyne was actually Scottish so, ding ding ding, falls into the 'British' category - they then decided that I was somehow trying to pretend I wasn't English and made all the same points, before ending with this doozy:

At this point, I knew there was nothing to be gained from replying, because if we're whipping out conditions like they're pokemon cards then there's no actual conversation anymore, and I'm not going to start mudslinging like an identity politician. They made up their mind, and I figured there could be no harm in letting them think that they 'won' by blocking them instead of replying.

Until the ask. INNATE ENGLISH SAVAGERY did, I'll admit, make me think it was them, back again. I even thought up a really good response approximately 12 hours after I replied, I was that sure. Until the second message came in, and said they were just someone who came from the post and made the same point by chance. So the saga draws to a close... for now.

It may have been them, it may not have been - the anon feature makes it impossible to be sure, but as the second message I got said, we're in a heatwave. It's too hot to argue. And I've just written a goddamn essay about a book I dislike anyway.

My pasty English ass is going to go melt. If there's Disk Horse, do not tell me. I am Done™

#emily speaks #asks #anon #lord of the flies #this is long. this is so long. why is this so long #i literally got out humankind so i could quote directly. how is this my life

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Liza that 3rd fragman 👀 "if I was born a 100 times I'd fall in love with you everytime" Eda saying this is their last obstacle and nothing can separate them, serkan's "I'll be right back, close your eyes I'm here" If this isn't all a red flag for shits about to hit the fan then I don't know what is LOL (but also how cute to Edser look and them telling each other they love each other very much 😭😭😭)

That fragman is both the SWEETEST and the MOST OMINOUS thing I’ve ever seen. ALL AT ONCE.  

Friends... we’re gonna go through some things.  That being said, everything is going to be great. These writers have been solid so far, and I have faith they have come up with something really interesting to increase the longevity of this show. And I don’t know about you, but I’m prepared to go through some things if it means keeping Eda and Serkan for longer.  (I heart them)

This show is about Eda and Serkan and their love story, at it’s core it’s a comedy, it will all lead to happy things, but... yeah, buckle up! 

I have a lot of asks both about the fragman and last ep, so I’m going to answer a bunch under the cut. 

Anonymous said: The fandom theories about episode 28 have gotten so wild that I literally think the most shocking thing would be if they actually got married and were not separated (emotionally or physically). What if the earlier painful episodes were to make us believe that things couldn't possibly go right in 28 and it's a reverse psychology trick?

You could be right!  I like your thinking. I checked on twitter and I had to back away slowly. The juvenile temper tantrums were too much for me today.  

Look, I think it’s clear something big is coming. It has to, there has to be something that shakes up the show. Some of the theories are more upsetting and catastrophic than others, but the writers won’t do anything that dings either character or their love for one another.  Whatever happens will showcase the connection between these two and the chemistry between the actors, that’s the point of everything, and anything that does those things is gonna be a-okay with me. 

@jan31​ Hi Liza. Do you think we are going to see the wedding in 28 or they will leave it on a cliffhanger for next week. Lots of theories going round mainly cos of Neslihan saying new dimensions coming in episode 29, which could just mean married life etc. I have seen suggestions of memory loss, it's all a dream since episode one. I would personally love Eda to wake up like in episode one but for it to be a total turn around and she is the boss and Serkan the employee. Eda being robot yildiz appeals to me!!! I know it will never happen but leave me here with my dreams!!

I started the day at 90% sure they’ll be married in 28/29, but now I’m down to like 30% that they’ll get married in these episodes. I really, really want them to get married before whatever happens happens, because every scenario I can think of for this reset or starting again, seems like it would be better if they were married.  

However, the shooting spoilers from today, make me question that. Namely the videos where Hande appears to still be wearing the ring on her right hand. We shall see, that could be for many reasons. 

Honestly, though, I wouldn’t hate a memory loss storyline. Seeing one of them (and Serkan’s line in the trailer makes it seem like it might be him) lose their memory and have to fall in love all over again? There are worse fates for a shipper than getting to experience that all again but in a different way.  

Anonymous said: Your response to the fandom drama anon was so good, it's exactly how I feel. While I don't know what the old posts that were like are (that's shady as fuck) I did see all the other drama go down and wow. The actresses def need to stay in their lane and some of the fans, hoooo boy, it's obvious they're young based off their reactions alone. Had to unfollow some people once I realized what they were like. Also some of the IRL shipping reminded me of col*fer stuff, reading into everything and blowing it out of proportion (which then gets picked up by paps....). But you're right in that at least the show related drama is tame compared to OUAT. But still, people being too careless even while they know the paps see everything and harass Kerem and hande (omg did you see the video of hande the other day stopped in the van and she looked so overwhelmed 😔)

You’re referencing this post here about yesterday’s drama. 

Today Neslihan made it worse by addressing everything and claiming she didn’t like all those Hande-bashing posts because... wait for it... she was HACKED. Oy. Hackers got in and went back two years to like gross posts about Hande? Sure, Jan. While I don’t believe that for a second, I guess that at least gives her cover with Hande so they can all pretend it’s true and move on so it’s not awkward on set.  But, yikes, she needs to consult a publicist, she took a narrative that was circulating in certain circles in fandom and made sure all her followers were aware. Not very savvy. 

As for the paps coming after Hande, yes I did see her in the car, she did look overwhelmed. Back off vultures!!! That’s why I think Kerem sometimes throws himself to the wolves so that doesn’t happen. She always handles them like a pro, but you can tell she’d rather be anywhere else on earth than talking to them. 

The pap stuff is worse than I’ve seen before, they’re like vultures circling for any conjecture (sometimes made up out of thin air) they can turn into a question and blame fans. OUAT actors dealt with nothing like this. Also I can’t believe they never ask about the show. Like after last week? They could legit ask about the sex scene which probably would have given them some angle on the actors that they wanted, (especially since it was too hot for Turkish TV) but they let that pass them by, and instead asked the same questions about being together that they never answer. Dumbasses. They are not only awful people, they are awful at their jobs. 

In Van, the paps pay off crew members for info, they always know more than fans. Also I don’t remember stars of my shows getting this level of tabloid attention before. Except for on Riverdale, Lili and Cole generated that level of interest, and while I didn’t pay terribly close attention to them, I feel like they rarely talked to the paps, were just photographed. Also I don’t suspected the CW of calling the paps on them, but I suspect either the network or production company of sometimes calling them on Hande and Kerem. 

Anonymous said: Do you think it’s weird that they didn’t touch the kidnapping at all in either trailer? They might not have filmed it in time for the 1st one but certainly the 2nd. And I’m definitely not complaining about the ones we got because its like a fairytale but the kidnapping was the cliffhanger...? 🧐 I think they should’ve just left the princes storyline at “he went back to his country” but then they didn’t so......

If they’d left his story at just going back to his country, then the Prince really wouldn’t have served his purpose. He was brought on to cause some sort of trouble, so they probably need him to cause the trouble before he goes, lets hope it ends with this kidnapping!

And to answer your question, yes, I do think it’s weird that neither trailer touched on it. On any other show I’d think it was a huge red flag, but on this show maybe not as much because  a) there’s obviously a lot of romance in this episode, it’s not crazy that they are focusing on that to draw people in with the promos  b) this show likes to do cliffhangers that end up being no big deal, that happens a lot.  

Who knows it could turn out to be a big deal that shapes the rest of the episode in some unexpected way (Eda’s captured the whole episode and she’s dreaming about wedding prep, or... who knows) but I think it’s more likely that they resolve in the first 5-10 minutes and then move on.  Since we know from the summary (not that I trust those) that Serkan goes on the bachelor weekend, it feels like the Prince is taken care of prior to that. I don’t think he’d leave her alone for a second if there was a chance the Prince was still a threat. Perhaps Babaanne is pissed he tried to kidnap Eda and tells them she’ll handle it herself???

Anonymous said: Semiha not being in the promo is highkey suspicious. The actress is promoting the episode lol. She's about to Evil Queen this wedding ceremony but you know what, I'm fine with whatever she has planned if they end up married at the end of the day. What's funny is that since a lot of fans these days will assume that there will be shocking negative plot twists, not actually having one here would be a plot twist so I hope the writers keep them together for whatever's next haha

You’re not wrong, at this point, having this wedding take place would be a shocking twist for all of us!  As for Semiha... hmmm... it will be interesting to see what her reaction is to Eda being kidnapped by her pick of suitor. Serkan Bolat might be the son of the man indirectly responsible for her parents death, but he would never hurt her. Take note, Grandbag!  

Anonymous said: Do you mind sharing your speculative scenarios?

After the trailer today, I don’t know if I can even remember some of them. 

Memory loss

Grandma forces Serkan to choose between Eda and his company/wealth,  he chooses Eda and they start over from scratch with nothing

Time jump

AU starting over, showing a different path they might have taken together

Dream

These actors playing different characters in a new story

I don’t think the last three are likely, but they did spring to mind after some of Neslihan’s teases. 

Anonymous said: So this show doesn't get like fantastic ratings (it actually seems to be on the lower end compared to all other dizis airing) but the social media engagement is off the charts. Why is that?!? Is the show just extraordinarily popular internationally? or that this is a "shipping" show? I'm floored by the numbers - its like no other show/fandom is even trying

The ratings were terrific during the summer. But to your point, it has a huge fandom both in Turkey and internationally, but it’s worth noting that most of those charts you see where it beats every other show in every imaginable social metric is just for Turkey.  

It’s one of those lightning in a bottle situations where you get the right property and the right actors together at the right time and magic happens.  And, for sure, the number one reason is the shipping. Shipping drives fandom engagement, and a fantastic ship with a juicy, fun, tropey love story is what this show offers. It also offers up two extremely attractive, talented, likeable leads with off-the-charts chemistry (plus the added speculation about an off-camera relationship that has intrigued more than a few fans, tabloids and gossip sites and fueled interest) who have done a good job of building the fanbase through their social media engagement. Plus the timing is part of it as well. I don’t know about you, but this show hit the spot during this pandemic and the horror of 2020. We all needed this escape. 

Anonymous said:Do you think something happened in the writers room after the backlash of 25 and fan disappointment after Ayse's announcement? I feel like a switch flipped and now we're in fanficland with how much good content we've gotten in these last two episodes. Like I thought maybe they should wrap up the series soon before the characters got completely off the tracks but they may be finding their groove now and I'm interested to see what their next twist is after they can write out Balca/Seymen.

I don’t know about a switch flip, this show has been fanfic land since the first episode!  The tropes! That is how I described it to multiple people when I first started watching: an AU fanfic come to life.

As for the writing changes, no, I don’t think backlash after 25 affected 26 or 27, because 26 was already 90% shot, and 27 already written. However, I assume they themselves could tell that 25 got just too dark and had strayed pretty far from the DNA of the series. While I didn’t think it was bad, it was not fun to watch and this show ought to be fun to watch. 

Let’s hope, however, that the backlash affects future episodes in that they know what works... and what doesn’t.  The last two episodes definitely felt reminiscent of the first batch of episodes. Light, funny, romantic. If they can keep that tone... I’ll be thrilled.

Anonymous said: i didn't realize how much i missed "together" edser until watching 27.. it's been so long since they were "officially" together and we also had such few episodes of it.. ppl have been comparing it to 12 and while in some ways i agree, edser are always so different here than they were there. 12 was them navigating their new relationship.. they were more shy and finding their footing.. here they are very much established, as they should be after knowing their love for so long in comparison to 12!

Yes, it was lovely. You know I’ve preached a lot about how even though Eda and Serkan were broken up, they’ve still been together all this time. And it’s true, but there is something about them truly being together that is magical. We never got enough of that the first time around (a writing mistake in my opinion) and they’re so good together it’s lovely to watch. 

Anonymous said: Serkan not asking for help from Balca when asking his team for help with the marriage gifts preparations and refusing her offer of help when she asked made me so happy. Good job Serkan! He's learning! She's not trustworthy!

Yes, that was a good moment. And he was eyeing her very warily when she offered. The thing I don’t understand is how has no one caught on that she’s working with Babaanne? That entire office is filled with nosy people, has no one remarked on the number of times Balca has gone up to the office or they’ve disappeared for lunch at the same time? Come on Leyla! Come on Melo! Notice these things!  

Anonymous said: Fingers crossed that we finally make progress towards getting rid of Seiman & Balca now that all the girls were drugged and Eda was put in the car in the last episode. Unless Seiman has a change of heart and takes Eda back inside before anyone wakes & the guys get there then the show has to address it. Although I do not think Balca is going to back down unless Serkan straight up tells her he has zero interest in her and never will. Totally fine if that happens in the next episode.

Will Balca backdown even if she’s humiliated like that? She’s so delusional I’m not sure. What I am sure is that she’s dangerous. This came in before we saw the other two fragmans that have no mention of the kidnapping. Hard to picture how that is so easily resolved. Unless she frees herself (which seems unlikely in her groggy state) or maybe Melo’s future boyfriend is able to stop it before they get far?  Or I don’t know. I just know that I want to see Serkan lose his mind and all the other characters see Serkan lose his mind and then I want it to be over. LOL.

Anonymous said: As much as I am loving everything Edser, I cannot wait for Seiman, Balca and Grandma to be gone. And I am even more annoyed to think that the show might try to redeem all 3 characters. All 3 of them are truly awful people and no need to waste air time trying to make the audience think any different. Just my opinion...🤷🏻‍♀️. Show please finally expose those 3 for the psychos they are and get rid of them.

Bye bitches!  I don’t think there’s any redemption for Balca and Seiman. They both have poisoned/dosed people, hard to come back from that.  And there is no need to redeem them because neither is compelling enough to be a long-term character. But maybe Granny, we probably will see a redemption arc for her. 

Anonymous said: i know you were worried a few weeks ago that with ayse leaving as writer, we probably wouldn't have the same sort of comedy as previous episodes... but istg the whole kiz isteme scene, especially with chef alex, had me almost crying with laughter. especially when serkan off the cuff just goes "well if that's an option..." to everyone misunderstanding alex "wanting" ayfer for 2 nights and then eda ready to beat him with the flowers he bought her... comedic gold lmao.

SO GOOD! I was thrilled to see that sort of comedy, the sort of comedy we’d come to expect, from these writers. I think it bodes very well indeed!  

That scene was amazing. I know Neslihan said that much of it was improvised. Probably that line from Serkan (since Serkan is SO out-of-his-mind in love I’m not sure he could even joke about having Eda only two nights a week! LOL) was improv from Kerem, and Aydan asking about the other nights, and Seyfi bringing up the weekend. And Eda’s very Hande-esque “Ser-KAN.” 

I just love rewatching that scene and checking out everyone who is breaking character and just losing it. Cagri most of all. He’s blurred aback there but you can see Ferit spends the whole time laughing or trying to stifle a laugh. Reminds me of Cagri in the scene in 18 when they’re watching the security footage he was losing it in that scene as well. 

Anonymous said: i'm scared - I think they are really about to give us all of these happy EdSer scenes only to have something happen RIGHT before the wedding ceremony due to Babaanne. Based on the last episode, I don't think there's any chance of a breakup (knock on wood) but what if Serkan gets arrested, goes to jail for 2 years, and we get a time jump?

This was sent before the last two teasers, so yes I think something is gonna happen. We shall see!  I don’t really think Serkan going to jail for 2 years is in the cards, at least I hope not!  Besides if Babaanne did that she would have no hopes of ever reconciling with Eda, so that seems unlikely she’d follow through and leave him there for so long a time. 

Anonymous said: With the last week's sex scene, they did a lot of fade outs but the scene was basically still there so it wasn't much wasted effort for the actors. But for what they're teasing in episode 28 - idk how they can get away with showing them in the shower at all if Serkan lifting Eda with her clothes on had required blurring? Is Eda dropping her robe even pushing it? It's intriguing indeed.

Great questions. We’re 36 hours from finding out (well I'm longer than that because I wait for the English subs, hee hee) All I know is I want to see these scenes.. one way or another! 

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[blasphemyrumors]

So, about Encanto (Encanto spoilers!)

I've seen it being highly praised and while I don't want to argue with people who certainly know more than be about films, I like to write down my humble personal opinions about the stuff I watch!

I didn't like Encanto very much.

Yes, weird, I know.

I'm glad people seem satisfied with the representation, and ofc I won't talk about that, although frankly I've been a bit confused about the setting in time of this movie -- I'm still not that sure of what century it's supposed to be in, but that's just me.

I admit I went to the cinema expecting the classic magical adventurous journey; I didn't get it, but that's not an issue because I LOVE stories focused on characters. The setting in place felt a little too static to me, and they didn't show enough of the worlbuilding and village..n that's not the main issue I have with the movie tho.

The characters are the point.

Most of all are very charming, especially the fans' favourite Bruno, and the three sisters get a nice bit of development; my problem is how the other characters tie in with the plot and moral of this movie (which, by the way, I know is tied to a specific culture).

Except that I've noticed the usual Disney Gaslighting™️. They have this habit of always making the main character forgive everyone in the end. Yes, it's a children movie, I understand this is necessary, and I also know for a fact that familiy dynamics have a lot of nuance, but if you want to talk about them you should do it properly!

The motivations of the grandma are never fully explained. She was worried about the house and their powers, I guess, also because of the trauma of losing her own home...? But she got so villainous that I feel like we'd need to see more about this than what we got! Most importantly, she kind of apologizes for her actions... but the other characters?!??!?!?! They were ALL implicated in the nasty emotional abuse of Mirabel (if I can call it emotional abuse, because being singled out and excluded by her whole family is honestly horrible). They never stood up for her, except for one character; they even basically drove their own brother to ran away and live with RATS. Where the heck were Mirabel's parents in all of this? You can see them standing out for her only ONCE and rather weakly. The big sister who has so many responsibility of her shoulders? She never did anything for Mirabel. Like everyone else. No one seemed to notice her or care about her.

AND NONE OF THEM APOLOGIZES (except for the other sister, but that was for another story arc, that I also feel wasn't built up very well).

#encanto spoilers #encanto #my post #reviews

[justfuckingcommittoit]

Well... this is complicated?

Alice x Skylar Jasper x Violet Edward x Bella

"Hey! Hey! Careful with the- HEY!"

Skylar yelled frustratingly. She really did not like how this dude just shamelessly shoved her down.

"Violet? Skylar?"

"Bella?"

Violet asked, eyes widely open.

"He got you too?!"

Skylar tilted her head.

"We should totally make a club about this! Welcome to the kidnapped club, Belly Bells."

Skylar proudly declared. Bella smacked her head.

"I was here first, you idiot, plus-"

"Did that dude really just show his weird tingly tongue to us?"

Skylar suddenly asked, nose crutching up in pure disgust while Violet and Bella blinked.

"I believe he wants to eat us, dear sister."

Skylar’s mouth formed an "o"

"If that wasn't the case, he wouldn't have kidnapped us!"

Bella cried out startling the twins.

"Y'know, I actually thought we were getting free food."

Skylar mumbled, clearly upset.

Violet and Bella knew right there and then, they'd die while being stuck with an idiot.

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I walked into my sister's room, looking up from my phone to see her staring out the window. "Is she here?" I asked with a slight interest.

"Yeah. She looks really awkward." I walked over next to her to watch the police chief's daughter talking to one of the boys from downtown. She looked like she was in pain, like a lot of pain. Her and Jasper would get along. I sat down in the beanbag placed in the corner of the room before pulling out my phone, snapping a picture of an unexpected Skylar.

"I swear to GOD if you send that to Alice I will kill you myself. Delete that now I will not allow a photo of my hair like that to exist."

"Dude, you have long wavy hair, it looks the same everyday." I said as I sent the photo to Alice.

"If you're telling me my hair looks like this every day, I'm jumping off a cliff," Skylar replied, starting to get bored of the view outside the window. “Can you imagine what the police chief is going to do if she brings a boy home? And I thought having a parent as a teacher was bad. At least we won't come home to a Spanish teacher loading a gun," I snickered.

"Yeah, and can you imagine starting a new school in the middle of the year? That's gotta suck." Skylar added.

"It's going to be an interesting one that's for sure."Getting out of the Cullens car the next day, Skylar and I made our way to the new beat up pickup truck in the parking lot. Edward rolled his eyes, already annoyed about the new girl's presence taking up everyone's thoughts for the day.

"Hey Bella!" I said as I got closer to her truck. "Sorry to ambush you like this, we were going to introduce ourselves yesterday but didn't have the time. We're your neighbors, I'm Violet and this is my sister, Skylar." Skylar waved.

"Nice to meet you guys. Are you twins?" Bella asked, avoiding eye contact. "Yeah, but you wouldn't be able to tell if Violet didn't act like she was glued to me all the time." Skylar explained. "Fraternal, not identical. You know the drill baby."

"Yeah." Bella chuckled. She didn't elaborate, and an awkward silence followed.The bell rang, and Skylar cleared her throat. "Well, you'll find the office building to your left. If you need anything else don't hesitate to ask one of us! Neighbors gotta look out for each other." We turned to walk into the school as Bella nodded to us, heading in the opposite direction. Alice and Jasper quickly caught up to us, walking us to our shared first class.

Throughout the day, I probably learned more about Bella from the student body gossip than I did in our actual conversation with the girl; Mike Newton definitely took a special interest.

By the time lunch rolled around, Bella seemed to have made some friends. She sat among Jessica and her friends. Skylar and I figured we could leave her to it, so we joined our usual table with the Cullen’s. Sitting down with our food we noticed Edward in some sort of daze.

"Well if you keep that look up, you'll look just like Jasper!" I exclaimed, stealing an apple from Jasper’s tray. Not like he was going to eat it anyway. "And what's that supposed to mean?" The normally-in-pain vampire asked beside me. I shrugged my shoulders in response.

"The new girl is in everyone's heads today--well, everyone's excluding her own," Edward noted, covering his face with his hands.

"He can't read Bella’s thoughts," Alice elaborated.

“Maybe she just doesn't have any," Skylar deadpanned, causing Violet to choke on her water."Don't be stupid," Rosalie chirped into the conversation. "So you can't hear her thoughts? Big deal, I thought you didn't like hearing them anyway."

"I'm not too sure," Skylar started, "There doesn't look like there's a lot going on in that girl's head."

“So, give us the tea. What's Jessica blabbing on about?" I asked, bored of the current "situation". Edward glanced over to the others, listening. At some point Bella made eye contact with him, but quickly looked away.

"Mainly Rosalie and Emmett’s weird incest relationship." Edward chuckled, earning a harsh glare from Rosalie while Emmett laughed and slung his arm around his wife. The group continued eating, well, at least Skylar and I did. We packed a small lunch for ourselves every day, which was mostly gone within the first few classes. When lunch actually rolled around it was spent sneaking food off the Cullen’s trays, trying to make them look as human as the rest of us. Which was quite the job.

Eventually, the bell rang yet again, signaling it was time for Skylar and I's least favorite class, Biology. Edward was in it too and he was passing with flying colors, obviously. However, he chose to sit as far away from us as possible so we wouldn't bug him for answers on every assignment. As we walked in we caught up with Mike and Tyler.

"That poor girl, she probably hates the fact that everyone is talking about her," Skylar said. "We should have organized a food fight or something to get the attention taken away."

"Or we can just have Tyler steal Mike’s clothes while he showers after gym," I suggested. "I am right here!" Mike shouted as we chuckled and went to the back of the class to take our seats.

The real shock of the day was when Bella walked into class shortly after, and went to take the one open seat next to Edward. It should've been the perfect meet-cute, awkward meets even more awkward. But no one could have prepared Skylar and I for what we were about to witness.

"Did he just...gag at her?" I mumbled in disbelief, completely shocked.

"He literally looks like he's about to throw up. Can he even do that? Or is it kind of like a rat? Ya know, how they can't gag or anything," Skylar whispered as class started.

"I would have jumped out the window right then and there if I was her," I stated. I watched as Edward scooted his seat as close to the window as much as he could. Bella sat down anyway, looking confused. God, Edward, stop looking like the opposite side of a magnet. I thought, not even getting a reaction out of him despite knowing he could definitely hear me. Bella’s a teenage girl, not a donkey. As class went on, the situation didn't get any better. In fact, the second the bell rang, Edward ran out of the classroom so fast I thought he might have broken some kind of Volturi odd code about not revealing any Vampiric abilities to us lowly peasants. Skylar and I looked at each other before following Edward out of the room, ignoring Bella’s confused expression. As we caught up to Edward in the hall, I started pestering him.

"You didn't have to stay the whole class, you know," I said, walking beside him and Skylar. The look on his face made it clear that wasn't the comment he had expected. "You could have asked to go to the nurse and just left?" Apparently, despite being over 100 years old, this thought never occurred to him. I guess age doesn't always come with good ol' wisdom, I thought, again knowing he could hear me. As Alice rounded the corner, Edward decided it was his time to roll his eyes and make his dramatic left turn towards his next class.

"Wow, this got worse than I thought it would," Alice explained. We looked at her, confused, as she pulled us near a less crowded corridor. "It's not just the fact that he can't hear her thoughts. Her blood is almost irresistible to him." Suddenly, Alice went still, which we'd learned meant she was seeing visions

"Seems like this won't blow over soon either. Edward is planning on going up to Alaska. He’s trying to avoid killing her."

"Jesús, that went dark quickly. I'm almost starting to feel bad about making fun of him gagging at Bella," Skylar whispered, her accent slipping out slightly, "Almost."

"I'm going to be honest, that was not at all what I was expecting to come out of your mouth," I exclaimed. "Also, can't he go anywhere in the world? Why is he choosing to go up to where Tanya is? I thought she annoyed the hell out of him," I wondered, mostly to myself.

Alice drove us to her house, the three of us having the last period off. I smelled fresh brownies as soon as I opened the Cullen’s door. I flung my backpack to the ground as I raced upstairs after Skylar, finding Esme and Carlisle in the kitchen.

"Esme, you won't believe what Edward did to this poor girl today." I started, grabbing a corner piece from the fresh tray of brownies. Carlisle scooped some ice cream into bowls for us. They were always so sweet to us, making us snacks even though none of the family actually ate anything. We mentioned that it wasn't necessary, but they insisted, saying they have to keep up their image by going to the store anyways.

Esme looked at me with a smirk, signalling me to continue. "He gagged at her, Esme! Like looked straight into her eyes and gagged!" I explained while Skylar reenacted the dramatic moment next to me. Carlisle laughed and handed us our ice cream bowls. I mashed my brownie into the vanilla ice cream without hesitation.

"Yes, I have heard that today was quite the show. We've been getting texts from Alice almost hourly." Carlisle noted, then excused himself into his office while we finished talking about our day with Esme.

When the rest of the family got back, the three of us were doing homework. I got up to follow Edward upstairs. He had already started packing. "Don't you think this is a tad bit dramatic? I mean, Alice already said you weren't going to hurt her. She saw it."

"Her visions aren't set in stone, Violet. You know that." He muttered back, zipping up his suitcase. "Yeah, okay. When will you be back?"

Edward ran his hand through his hair and shrugged. I nodded and backed out of the room, opting to join Jasper in his room instead.

[tales-of-two]

Brothers Reunited And...?!? Part 2

Zero started to tear up purple tears streamed down his cheek bones, his voice became shaky "P-Papy..?" Akarui's eye lights shrunk and wobbled in place, recognizing his brothers voice immediately "..Bro?" Zero stood up "I-it's me Papy.. I know I look different now but..I-" Before he could finish his sentence the tall skeleton scooped Zero up into his arms with ease and fell to his knees with him in his arms letting out a cry. Pink tears trickled down his face burying it into Zero's shoulder, holding onto the back of his skull as he repeated "I'm SORRY! I'm sorry little bro! I'm so sorry!" Zero clutched onto him as if he would disappear crying out in a shaky voice "It wasn't your fault Papy! It really wasn't! You didn't know what would happen!" Akarui sobbed into his shoulder rocking him back and forth clutching him tighter "I left my little bro to fend for himself! I could hear your cries of pain and agony, bones breaking, all of it! Father hurt you every day! You did all that for ME!! You stupid stupid skeleton!"

Zero sobbed as he shut his eye sockets tightly. His soul pulsated, but instead of his soul slowly breaking in pain, Akarui's soul pulsated in response, their magic stabilizing each other since Akarui had half of Zero's original soul attached "I don't fucking care anymore, you were worth it Papy..H-he's gone, I DUSTED him brother! D-don't hate me for it please!" Akarui rocked him back and forth shushing him "Shh shh if you don't fucking care I don't fucking care little bro...You come first."

Obscure was stunned at all the information he heard, but stepped away a bit to let the brothers reunite in peace. He was happy Zero was finally reunited with his older brother, he couldn't keep the smile off his jaw, glad he was able to do this for him.

After awhile of talking, Zero explained to Akarui the short version of what happened. Akarui nodded, he knew they had a lot of catching up to do, but now was not the time. When they had both stopped crying, Zero snapped his fingers. Now Akarui was wearing a sweater, shorts, along with his glasses. Giving his new threads a nod of approval, he picked up Zero and carried him over to Obscure "Yo, sooo you're the one that gave me a brand spanking new body?" He spoke in a lazy and mellow tone.

Obscure pulled up his hood looking down and gave a slight nod. "Yeah.." He said softly. He looked back up looking at the two brothers. "Um, we need to get going here soon.."

"First off, thank you. My lil bro and I are in your debt, thank you for taking care of him." Akarui gave a grateful smile then nodded "Yeah, he caught me up a bit let's go, nyeh heh. Also keep your hands to yourself while around me." He set Zero down wrapping his arms around his shoulders from behind giving Obscure a pointed look "Got it edgy boyfriend of his?" Zero sputtered embarrassed "Papy be nice!" The younger brother rolled his eye lights flushed then he cleared his throat. "Let's go Obscure." He wrote out multiple kanji and castes the same spells as earlier over himself and his brother, keeping them both hidden. Akarui was surprised at the new type of magic, but soon had the eyes of a doting proud sibling.

Obscure nodded nervously and closed his eyes allowing the black to vanish. Within moments they were back in the med bay...

and they were not alone.

Nightmare had been waiting for them and quickly coiled a tentacle around Obscure. Obscure grunted in pain as Nightmare made his grip tighter, nearly crushing him. He addressed the seemingly empty room with a sick grin. "Did you have a good time? A little birdy told me you have been up to no good!" Nightmare waved a phone, in the text box it read 'Message from Saide'.

Zero tried to reach out to stop him, but Akarui blocked him with his arm. Zero looked at the phone and once he saw text that was written his eye light turned red.

Nightmare gave a nasty smile "I'll make this simple. You go back home, and Obscure here gets to keep his life and we pretend this never happened. Got it? 5...4...."

Zero knew he was talking to them and they had been ratted out. He snapped his fingers revealing only himself keeping his brother hidden. Zero's heart eye light was flaring red but soon turned blue "Stop! I'll leave don't kill him!"

"Then get going." Nightmare hissed. Obscure looked at Zero and gave a smile, hoping to look reassuring "I-I'll be fine...I promise..!"

Zero looked hurt seeing Obscure in pain, but he nodded in his direction "I love you" he stepped back with a palm over his brother. Raising his hand he snapped his fingers teleporting them back into Zero's room. Zero's heart eye light flared red as magic seeped out of his eye socket. Snarling he stormed out of his room, slamming the door open looking down into the living room. He growled while his hate kanji pulsed as his eyes landed on Saide. He yelled out in an angry tone for the first time "Sadie!!!"

Saide and Bass snorted awake at the yelling and she looked around confused. "wasswrong.." She mumbled rubbing her eyes. Bass groaned and gave a few beeps and tapped his speaker "Ugh...wha time issit.." He grumbled.

Zero stomped down the stairs and grabbed her by the front of her shirt lifting her from the chair. "You think you can just play with Obscure's life like that?! Why did you fucking rat him out!? I thought you cared for your creations, do we mean so little to you!?" He growled as Akarui rushed down stairs grabbing Zero by the arms pulling him away from her as she dropped to the floor. "BRO stop!" Akarui's left eye light was also red, he could feel his brother's emotions now as he thrashed in his arms. The yelling woke Zayne and Smol as they rushed out of Akarui's old room "Zero what the fu--" he stood there stunned staring down at Akarui. Smol Chan ran out and gasped cupping her mouth in shock once she saw Akarui as well.

Saide gasped in fear as Zero shook her and dropped to the ground looking at him hurt and confused. "Zero what the hell?!" She yelled standing up. Bass quickly got in between her and Zero protecting her "Easy brah, explain whats got ya actin so wack." Bass looked at the other skeleton confused. "Eh?"

Zayne fell to his knees still stunned "...That's Zero's brother, back from the fucking dead.." Smol chan placed a hand on Zayne's shoulder rubbing his back looking down at them. Akarui looked confused by everyone else, but shook his head pulling Zero further back "BRO calm down!" He forced Zero onto his back sitting on top of him holding him down by his wrists. Zero grunted and kicked trying to get out of his hold, but Akarui was too strong. He growled clenching his fists looking up at Saide glaring "You told Nightmare where I was and where we went with Obscure!! You texted him and now Obscure is in danger!"

Saide and Bass looked at him stunned and confused, but shaking her head Saide snapped out of it first "What the fuck are you talking about?! I was sleeping the whole time! I didn't even know you left!" She yelled back glaring. Smol Chan added in "Zero she was here the entire time, I could hear her snoring from upstairs! She's not lying!" Zero scoffed at Smol Chan "Tch! And what secrets are you hiding old creator!? Let me guess, you two worked together and Nightmare just randomly received a text message from another Saide!?" Smol Chan looked hurt as her little ears lowered. "I'm not the creator anymore.." Akarui sighed "I didn't want to do this bro but-" He pressed two fingers on the side of Zero's neck causing him to immediately fall asleep under Akarui and his arms and legs went limp.

Saide held her stomach as it started to hurt from the anxiety she was feeling from this mess "I didn't do anything..I swear" Bass hugged her as she started to cry. Bass looked over at Zero worried "He's not hurt...right?" He asked softly.

Akarui picked his brother up and set him on the couch "Nah he's okay, he always had a bad temper and trouble sleeping. One day I found out he had a very sensitive spot on his neck and if you pressed down hard enough he'll go right to sleep." He leaned in and kissed Zero on the forehead he turned to Saide, his red eye light turned blue as a sign Zero was feeling sadness, the other stayed pink "Is she okay? I can explain what happened and what we saw?" Meanwhile, at the top of the stairs Zayne was clutching Smol Chan in his arms as she cried quietly. He looked down at Zero giving a soft scoff "Puh idiot.."

"She's hurt, and will be hella mad later...but I think an explanation will be helpful..." Bass frowned worried. "What was with that creator stuff, I never heard him talk like that before..."

Akarui nodded in response and moved to sit closer to the pair. As he walked over to sit on the glass coffee table, he noticed his eye light in the reflection, not expecting the color change. He stared at it strangely before shrugging and laying across it staring up at them upside down resting his hands behind his head winking "Kay, first off my name's Akarui nyeh heh I'm Zero's older brother back from the dead with the help of my bro and his edgy boyfriend. I woke up in a dark place." He waved at them "I think he's been telling Zero stuff about how creators shouldn't be trusted, dunno, my bro gave me the short version of it. Still weird he changed his name, but he's still adorable. Anyway, next thing we know we're in a medical room and on the cell phone from a tentacle. hentai looking monster the receiver read "Saide". Think that's what caused his cute tantrum, next thing I know, boom we're back home." He held out his arms and legs as if presenting the end of his story. From upstairs Zayne groaned "Too much thinking, I'm gonna keep Smol in my AU for awhile till thing's settle down." He looked down at her to check if that was what she wanted and she nodded. Taking out her miniverse gun she opened a portal allowing Zayne and Smol to walk through.

"Laters Zayne.." Bass called out softly. "Man...Well, first of all, welcome back to da world of the livin dog. I'm Bass. Zeros Edgy boyfriend number two, his other boyfriend Mist and I all belong to Saide here." Bass introduced. Saide collected herself and wiped her face "I didn't text anyone.." She said softly. "Also, its nice to meet you.." She added quickly not forgetting her manners.

Akarui's eye sockets went blank at Bass's comment "How many boyfriends does he have?!" He rolled over and clutched at Zero's limp form protectively "Don't worry bro, I won't let the hungry beasts take your innocence, nyeh heh heh!" He rubbed his cheek to Zero's "Keep yer mitts to yourself Bass I can steal my bro's heart back from you in a second." He clicked his tongue and finger gunned him smiling before setting Zero back down. He stretched his arms out and sat properly on the couch "This body feels weird, but it's good to be back! Pleased to meet cha fellow weeblets, I dig the speaker Bass I love music, and you too sweetheart~" he blew Saide a kiss before sitting on Zero crossing one leg over the other lazily resting his arms on the couch settling over him "Sorry bout him sweetie, I believe you, do you know anyone else named Saide baby maybe?" He rhymed to make the sentence exciting as he grinned.

"Ha! first of all, I am not dating Zero, My boo is a skeleton snake." Bass laughed. "Second, if you like music then you're a skeleton of good taste." Bass shot finger guns back at him grinning. Saide Blushed a bit at the flirty comment and sadly shook her head. "I really don't know..and unless I prove it... Zero will never believe me.."

((Hnng sorry this took a little more than 2 hours xD I wanted to add in a few scenes, the first half can be found here @mistrealm ))

#skeleton oc #zero the skeleton #undertale oc #saide #obscure #obscure the skeleton #bass the skeleton #zayne the skeleton #smol chan

[fly-pow-bye]

Powerpuff Girls 2016 - “Mojo The Great”

Written by: Jake Goldman

Written & Storyboarded by: John West, Angela Zhang

Directed by: Nick Jennings, Bob Boyle

No, he isn’t!

I was just talking about how I didn't think one character's portrayal in a reboot was as good as the originals, and this one is a far better example of that! I make it no secret that I am not a big fan of the reboot’s interpretation of Mojo Jojo. I mean, I get it; his manner of speaking was probably considered to be too close to broken English, but they could have found something else other than "silly monkey with a silly hat."

Well, aside from him dressing up in women's clothing, of course. Thankfully, this aspect was toned down in Season 2, and doesn't appear to exist in Season 3 outside of one tiny scene in Not So Secret Service. Season 3 is also going to try to improve his character, with a whole episode about him trying to be great.

He gets a good start, as the episode opens with Discount Jojo wrecking a city with his giant robot, calling himself the greatest villain ever. A tour bus drives on by, the tour guide talking about how he's one of the average villains of Townsville.

I can see this episode as a response to people who criticized Jojo's character in the reboot; throughout the entire episode, Discount Jojo is called "not so great", and I do not disagree with that. I mean, he's supposed to be the arch-nemesis.

Angered by this accusation of being average, Discount Jojo grabs the bus and throws it, only for it to be caught by the Powerpuff Girls, with Buttercup even threatening to break two of his legs if he doesn't surrender. Discount Jojo says he doesn't even know the meaning of the word, leading to a running gag about a word-a-day calendar so good, they used it for the title sequence.

After Buttercup crushes him with a torn-off top end of a skyscraper while Bubbles distracts him with cute pictures of hedgehogs, all planned by Blossom, we cut to a Breaking News segment hosted by Bob and Nick, the sportscasters from Derby Dollies who are totally not named after anyone in particular.

This is another episode where each of the Powerpuff Girls' distinct personalities come into play. Blossom’s excellent planning skills, which was mocked in the last episode, Buttercup’s incredible strength, as this show’s "interest" for beefy arms continues, and Bubbles’ undeniable charm, which, okay, I guess. Don't they all have super-strength? Don't tell this episode!

Discount Jojo is completely insecure about being not-so-great, so he decides to enact a plan, using his...

Voice-Change-A-Ma-Jig...♫♬By Mojo♬♫

That's one of the big running gags in this episode: Discount Jojo has his own jingle for his inventions now, which he will only use in this episode. He has three different settings on that thing: Professor, Mayor, and...Mrs. Keane? Okay, I can understand that Discount Jojo probably didn't look up if she's married or not. For the record, this show has her still being single in the episode after the next.

He puts it on Mayor and attempts to call Bubbles. I will be honest: I am surprised they did not just make Discount Jojo use a very unconvincing falsetto that Bubbles believes in to fit in with those "oh, that silly Blonde" jokes they do with her.

Instead, they do something a little bit different: Jojo, in a very unconvincing way of talking that isn't exactly the Mayor, an improvement to Jojo's character, tells Bubbles that his greatest foe is at it again. Bubbles starts naming villains that are not what Discount Jojo is expecting, as apparently there are far worse and/or notable villains than him. Who, exactly?

"Morbucks?" Of course Princess gets the first mention; the crew loves her for some reason! Nonetheless, she doesn't appear in this episode.

"Fuzzy Lumpkins?" Wait, he still exists in this reboot? This episode doesn't prove it.

"The Fashionistas?" Not them, it's not a good episode.

"Pack Rat?" Oh, that one villain that only appeared twice in Season 1 and never again, even though his last appearance has a still unresolved cliffhanger? Not him.

"Manboy?" No, not him. Three appearances is enough, really, and only one of them was anywhere close to good.

"The Gangreen Gang?" No, their leader is too busy with the best thing to happen to the Powerpuff Girls since McCracken left Cartoon Network.

"The Amoeba Boys?" Yes, the Amoeba Boys are considered bigger threats in this reboot than Discount Jojo. Sadly, we will probably never find out who they think is a good replacement for the late Chuck McCann. And if you think that's bad...

"Him?" Yes, it took this long for her to say Him. One would think the series' equivalent to the devil should be #1, but he's put below the Amoeba Boys somehow.

"Silico?" I wish; that cliffhanger with the virus robots really needs an actual conclusion that doesn't make him a complete joke.

"Allegro?" Oh, don't remind me.

Discount Jojo decides not to let this gag continue forever, because it sure feels like it, but Bubbles has only a slightly higher opinion of him than everyone else in this episode: he's good, but not great. Using the Mayor voice, Discount Jojo leads the Powerpuff Girls to a dark alley and zaps them with a ray gun.

Buttercup wakes up in a glass chamber, only to find that her sisters have become grossly out of their character, and far more than usual this time! Blossom is now a stupid girl that only talks about her love for corn dogs. Bubbles introduces herself by burping and talking in a stereotypical Italian mobster accent.

Discount Jojo shows up outside of the glass, and Buttercup can't wait to break through it and give him those two broken legs she's been talking about.

Unfortunately, Buttercup can’t get through the glass; she can't even lift a stool to break it! See, this is to show the one thing that makes Buttercup Buttercup is her super-strength, which nobody else in the show has! If anyone else in that glass had super-strength, this plot would have been over far too soon!

He reveals that he managed to steal all of the things that made the Powerpuff Girls great with his Trait-A-Ma-Jig ♫♬By Mojo♬♫, all one of them each. Discount Jojo can do plans now, even though he was able to do those just fine before. He has Buttercup's incredible strength, which, again, features gratuitous muscles. And, he has Bubbles' cute charm, which he barely uses outside of a montage.

With a montage, of course. He sings a song about how great he is, while using his traits of super-strength to break an armored car, enough charm to steal candy from a baby without anyone hating him for it, and ability to play chess very well. If this was going to lead to a message where the only way for him to be great is to be himself, I would appreciate this a lot more, but they never get there. That might be because there isn't a lot of "himself" in this reboot.

Despite all of this strutting, Buttercup calls him great...in a sarcastic way. He decides the next step is to destroy Townsville, because that would make him a great villain. It's definitely more Mojo than wanting diamond tiaras and stealing lipstick.

Rain-A-Ma-Jig...♫♬By Mojo♬♫

One of three times this jingle joke pops up. I wouldn't say there's any real payoff to this joke, it's just there. This Rain-A-Ma-Jig fires a laser at the clouds, causing it to rain hard enough to cause Townsville to flood. He is so obssessed with wanting to be great, he doesn't even think of a way to save himself, but he never figures that one out even with Blossom's planning.

It even interrupts what looks like the usual newscaster, who was trying to sing "Singin’ In The Rain". He gets interrupted by the flood as soon as the crew realized they would have to pay royalties to MGM if he sang one more syllable.

Buttercup has to find a way out to stop this rain from happening, and she has the bright idea. Oh, so they do know the other girls have super-strength; it's just that being stupid and having no charm makes you forget that! She convinces Bubbles that Blossom said that she couldn't break through the wall, and this leads to a long scene where Blossom repeatedly gets bashed into a glass wall, saying that she's okay. See, it's funny because Blossom is getting hurt.

While that's happening, Discount Jojo’s plot turns into a Noah's Ark plot, where Jojo tries to save two of each animal and puts them on a boat. No, the context doesn't make this any less out of place. There's only one joke here: he cruelly disallows another rabbit from entering his boat because he already has two of them.

The Powerpuff Girls show up and immediately get hit by the anchor. At least here, it's not just stand still for ten seconds, even if that would fit Blossom's character at that point. Buttercup then tells him that he's not great because he can only beat them because of the power-stealing, and Jojo responds by giving back their traits. Even with Blossom's ability to make plans/brains, Jojo was able to make a critical error. At least that's consistent!

To be fair, that's actually a good way to tie into the episode's themes: Buttercup ends up using Jojo's desperate need to be great as a way to get him to give back their traits. I try to find the positive in everything, and this ending kind of counts. It only took them until the end of the episode.

The newscasters give the show a break from actually animating anything by slideshowing everything else that happened. They drained the water with a comically large drain, and destroyed the Rain-A-Ma-Jig.

In the end, Jojo looks at that all-important calendar to see that the word of the day is "doofus". Huh, Doofus Jojo. It has a nice ring to it; it certainly fits someone who doesn't even know how to use a word-a-day calendar. The episode ends with nothing changing, nothing satisfying, and nothing that makes me want to call him Mojo. I am not surprised.

Does the title fit?

He never proves himself to be great, even with the one trait he steals from each Powerpuff Girl.

How does it stack up?

This episode can only work based on a severe misunderstanding of the characters, and while that's normal for the reboot, this episode loves to remind me of that. Mojo the Great, more like Episode the Terrible.

Next, Princess raps, and the Puffs sing. No beatbox solo this time.

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