sometimes the boys keep you in the dark about what they’re really up to—they think it’s easier than trying to explain everything to you. you’re real sweet, almost too nice and too sweet, so they know you’ll have your own issues with their plans. and besides all of that, you’re still a kook princess deep down, and when you get the sense that anything even remotely illegal is going on, you make the jump to panic immediately.
so they don’t always tell you what’s going on-recon missions late at night are now exploring trips.
“why can’t we explore during the day, again? when it’s sunny?” you question, while jj shines a flashlight at your face, making you whine and cover your eyes. pope and john b share a glance.
“‘cause, princess, it’s more fun at night. otherwise pope couldn’t use all these gadgets. and it’s spooky, right?” jj throws in, hands wrapping around your stomach from behind and tickling. you start laughing, and they think they’ve avoided your question well enough for now. “see? havin’ fun now, arent’ya?”
“don’t worry, pretty girl, we’ll protect you.” you comply a lot more once john b says that.
at the chateau, when they’re all pouring over dusty old maps and books, you sit and flick through your phone until you’re bored enough to ask what they’re even looking at. the boys all exchange a glance—they do that a lot, you think absentmindedly.
“uh, john b?” jj asks.
“um, well-” john starts, but gets interrupted by pope.
“no, jj went last time, so it’s my turn now-”
“well, i can go again, if you guys are occupied with this-”
“not gonna steal my turn, jayj.” pope walks over to you, leaving the pages behind. you smile at the attention, happy just to not be alone.
“should i go make lemonade for everyone? will you keep me company, pope?” and he nods, looking back at the boys a final time.
“sure, sweetheart, let’s go,” and he takes your hand in his, guiding you to the messy kitchen.
just as you start cutting the lemons, you look up at pope, wanting to ask about what they were all so hyper-focused on—instead of being focused on you.
“will you tell me what they’re talking about?” you glance at pope shyly, always embarrassed since you worry if he thinks you’re dumb.
“it’s nothing to worry your pretty head about, sweetheart. just john b’s stuff, and we’re tryna help him, s’all.”
“can i help with anything?”
“you’re helping right now,” he reassures, and you feel giddy, starting the juice the lemons. “we all love your lemonade.” you come back with a pitcher of lemonade and a big smile, content to just lay around and watch them work into the afternoon.
if you find out they’re gonna be on the boat, and they didn’t tell you, it’s a whole nightmare on its own. so when they finally have the perfect calm day to go use the underwater drone, they pick you up.
you’re dolled up since it’s your absolute favorite—boat day! you’re wearing a flimsy yellow bikini and one of pope’s button ups over it, sporting john b’s old sunglasses and your matching shark-tooth necklace from jj. you climb onto the boat with your little pink cooler and the romance book you’ve been reading this week, before they take off into the ocean.
“uh, princess?” jj asks, and you look up. he gestures at your cooler. “didn’t peg you to pack bait for us, but i mean, i’m grateful-”
“ew, jayj, no. it’s snacks!” you look at the others excitedly, opening the pink lid and taking out sliced fruit and carrot sticks. you pass them to john b, who passes them to pope, who then hands it to jj, who starts eating. “there’s also ranch for the carrot sticks, but i made it myself so it’s a lot healthier than the store-bought kind. and sandwiches for later. i love boat days.”
you curl up with some apple slices and your book on the little seat, the boys looking at each other. a little while later, when they start what they really came out here for, john b catches jj and pope staring at you.
“i’m gonna propose. today.”
“not if i do it first.”
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I loooooove reading your yugioh zexal thoughts, do you have a favorite piece of zexal symbolism?
AH THANK YOU!! 🥺 always means a lot when folks enjoy my yugioh chatter and ramblerants on whatever's got my brain in a vicegrip this time.... zexal is just sooo especially good for analyzing and thinking about they put SO much in that bad boy. So so many deliberate choices in there.
My FAAAAAVORITE piece of zexal symbolism is everything re: the Seven Barian Emperors paralleling the Seven Princes of Hell in demonology--I was really into classical demonology back in college and it was like getting long lost knowledge slammed back into my brain at mach speed. ESPECIALLY how it relates to Vector.
Like. It's pretty clear Vector's meant to invoke the demon Beelzebub, and it makes me absolutely insane. The way Beelzebub is deeply associated with flies/straight up known as the Lord of the Flies/occasionally considered leader of the "Order of the Flies" --> Mr. Heartland's fly motif and his acting under Vector's command. The way Beelzebub is often depicted as one of Lucifer's chief lieutenants, his second in command, a prince of Hell and sometimes even wielding more power than the Devil himself --> Vector acting as Don Thousand's second in command/his complex dynamic with Guy Who Is Effectively Alien Satan. The way Beelzebub is often associated with the sin of gluttony --> Vector's own gluttonous desire for power and blood and violence and chaos. THIS SHIT
It goes on and on and on!!! It's definitely the bit of symbolism that really opened my eyes to "oh my god it's Hell, it's Heaven and Hell and the Barians are demons" and I love it so much.
you almost have to wonder if Vector's bonkers expressive eyes could be linked to this 1863ish Beelzebub depiction...probably a stretch but still fun to think about ❤
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Thats even better then my idea! I love the idea of Sabo ironically ending up adopting a kid. Lawyer Sabo sounds hot tbh!!!! 🔥
Your idea was the base for my add on thoughts though!! Which makes it the best bc its the og idea 😂
Yeah i just think bc hes a chatty bastard, argumentative in nature especially if it comes to legal situations idk just feels like a neat job for him, he gets to be passionate and aggressive when its his turn to provide and sustain evidence for t the jury hahah
And it means Sabo in a suit, Sabo with great hair, Sabo w that young successful rich dude aesthetic but he only has one outfit (thee suit) bc he never changes out of it
Has to makeover his entire life to include his newly adopted son and god imagine this poor guy having to go to new mom groups to find out how to take care of a little and very dependent human toddler bc he wouldn’t do this stuff halfway
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