#hahaha but seriously guys what are we gonna do
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Machismo Musk
Finishing up his skincare routine Valentino smeared his face mask over his already supple skin. Waiting to be able to wipe it off he pulled out his phone and began planning the next time him and his best friend can go hangout again! Opening his texts he sees that he has left his best friend on delivered, looking at the text from Edgar it read, “Yo Val! We gotta hang again bro! I met this guy at the gym today and I think he can really help you get out there again!”. It was odd to Valentino that Edgar was calling him Val and bro, but Edgar was right, ever since Valentino and his boyfriend split three months ago he hasn’t put himself back out there at all. “Okieeee” Valentino texted back, “just tell me when he is free and I'll be there”. Within seconds Edgar responded with “Dudeeee he is free tmrr! Shld I give him your addy”, being more weirded out by his language but thinking it's just a bit, Valentino tells Edgar to give the guy his address and tell him to come over at one tomorrow afternoon.
Hearing the knock at his door Valentino lifted himself out of his bed and looked at the clock. “Weird” he thought to himself “it's barely even 11:00 A.M. I wonder who that could be”. Rubbing his eyes he got up and went to the door not bothering to brush his teeth or really do anything to get ready, expecting it to be a package or just some kid being a punk. Opening the door he was met face to face, or really face to pecs, with a hunk of a man standing on his welcome mat.
A little shocked Valentino asked hastily “Who are you!?”, “Wow don’t sound too excited to see me brochacho” the hunky man said, “Im Angel! Your friend…uhhh Edgar told me to come here!” Angel said with enthusiasm in his voice. “Uhhhhh Angel is it…yea it’s nice to meet you but you are two hours earlier…”, “Oh am I?”Angel responded earnestly, “I thought you wanted me to come over at eleven.”, “No no no, I told Edgar to send you at one o’clock”. Valentino corrected. “Oh my god Im so sorry” Angel apologized “I’m horrible with numbers and you know Edgar huhuhuh, he is utterly simple-minded…more so than me huhuh!” Angel chuckled out. “What are you talking about? Edgar is one of the smartest guys I know” Valentino questioned, assuming that Angel had mixed two guys up in his own head. “Well are you gonna make me wait here for two hours?,” Angel asked rhetorically, completely ignoring your question. Not want to seem rude on the first meeting
Valentino invited him in, bringing him inside and shutting the front door. Valentino asked as they still stood next to the front door, “Oh do you mind taking your shoes off here?”, “Oh you don’t want me to do that little broooo!” Angel responded.
Slowly Valentino could, as if on cue, smell a masculine funk began to fill the room, contaminating the air with a stale, musty smell.. Valentino, trying not to cover his nose or bring out the Febreze, told the potential partner “You came so early haha I didn’t have time to get ready! I will be back. Do you mind waiting here?”, “What didn’t you do? You look ready to me?” Angel said with a hint of a flirty tone. “Oh ya know I ummm…didn’t get to brush my teeth or wash my face or even put on any deodorant…hahaha” Valentino let out a laugh trying to hide his embarrassment “I promise i'm normally more put together”. Angel responded with all seriousness and said “I don’t mind huhuhuh. If it makes you feel better I never wear deodorant” Lifting up his arm and exposing his hairy and damp cavern of musk. Not being able to contain his gagging, the miasma of B.O. began pumping into the room and into his nose. Between an orchestra of gags, Valentino tried to excuse himself once more, “I want to get uhhhh nice and get ready for you…”. Seeing through this white lie grabbed the back of Valentino’s head and muttered, “It’s rude to react like that. It’s time to help you realize the beauty of tapping into your inner machismo”. Valentino tried to pull away, confused by what this stinking hunk was saying, “What the fuc-?” Valentino’s profane response to Angel’s comment was interrupted by a face full of sweaty, pungent, armpit hair. Being pulled into the source of Angel’s “machismo musk” as he would call it, Valentino’s brain immediately fogged up making him weak and incapable of thinking rationally or with any semblance of his normal intellect.
As Valentino pummeled Angel's torso with blinded, wild blows, his already weak punches grew weaker and weaker with every second in the pit. At the same time Angel could hear Valentino’s confused, angry, mumbling slowly fade at the same time. By the time 30 seconds had passed, all that Valentino could say in protest was a light moan that was still an arduous task for his musk filled mind, and all he could do was gently raise his hand and push back with so little force that he couldn’t even be able to push around a piece of paper if he tried. Feeling what felt like growing pains in his feet Valentino let out a loud groan which swiftly dulled into a soft, constant, moan. Valentino felt his feet begin to crack as if the bones were breaking and shifting, he felt as his toes were being forced outwards and the soles of his feet began to grow larger both in width and length. Valentino incapable of picking up on any scent other than Angel’s B.O. could only feel the changes not smell them, but Angel could smell a cloud of buttery funk mixed with the smell of fermented cheese rise and help fill the room. Valentino began to feel his legs inflate, leaving him with nice, tight calves and two massive thunder thighs. Like any good himbo Valentino felt his perky little twink ass inflate into two pillows which jiggle and bounce with every step. Angel had to lift his arm a little higher and take a step back for the newly acquired height of the 6’1 Latino. Valentino felt the readjustment and unconsciously made sure his own nose never left or got too far from the source of the funky scent. Feeling a rumbling in his gut Valentino felt his tiny little gut and naturally cinched looking waist expand and turn into a stomach with the making of a 6 pack but with a nice, soft, layer of fat keeping the chiseled statue still encased in a little bit of marble. His pecs began, much like his ass, to inflate without his permission or full knowledge as they became a gorgeous rack of pure man mass.
The next transformation happened to his arms, becoming nice, soft, tendrils of unthreatening muscles but as soon as he flexes the soft edges harden into sharp, cutting muscles. Above the transformation in his arm, his armpits became much like Angel’s, filled with a foul-smelling, putrid, jungle of long dark hair, absolutely contaminating what little fresh air was left in the apartment. The final changes came in the form of his face growing a bit more masculine and alluring, stubble growing in and his hair shortening a little.
Being pulled out of the malodorous prison that just turned the neat and clean twink into an unhygienic and dirty himbo, Valentino caught his breath. Looking at the work of art in front of him Angel asked “How are you feeling bro?” and in a much deeper voice that shocked Valentino he replied with “W…what did you…do to me?”. Angel, needing to finish the newly minted himbo’s transformation, brought Valentino over to the couch and sat him down and then saddled on top of Valentino’s hips, trapping him in place. “Shhhhh you will be finished soon, pretty boy,” Angel said. Hearing the words “pretty boy” dance out of his mouth, felt like a static shock swept through Valentinos brain, assisting the dissipating B.O. that was keeping Valentino dazed during the transformation. As the static shock shot from ear to ear he felt his own head fall back against the couch and his mouth become unbarred of his lips and be left agape, losing the power to keep his lips fully shut. Angel, knowing that it is time to complete the sweaty hunk he is mounting, removes his sneaker, brings it up to his own nose and takes a whiff.
Shuttering out of pure pleasure and excitement Angel moans out “I stink so goddamn good! You’re gonna love this part dude!”. Lowering the shoe over Valentino’s face, covering his mouth and nose with the outpouring of foot funk rapidly escaping from the heavily used shoe, Angel watches as Valentino’s eyes roll into the back of his skull as if he is trying to watch his own brain transform. The stench, bolting out, trying to escape the shoe that kept it trapped like a genie in a lamp, forced its way out of the shoe to find a new home. Being met with an open mouth and two nostrils the rank air shot into Valentino’s lungs and brain. In his brain Valentin felt as his thinking got, somehow, even slower, he could feel his thoughts, starting from his most recent, begin to evaporate into the stench. As the wave of foot funk continued to alter Valenti’s mind he could feel his years of going to bookstores and quaint little cafés with Edgar turn into years constantly hitting the gym and playing soccer with Edgar. Valent felt the memories of learning how to take care of himself and keep a neat ship from his loving sisters turn into him and his brothers leaving dirty laundry everywhere, ripping ass constantly in each other's faces, overflowing their kitchen sink with dishes and passively hotboxing their rooms with their own foul funk. Helping tutor kids after school while Valen was in High School turned into needing to get a tutor for every subject, no one would take him because they couldn’t bear the stench. All of these memories of being a responsible, smart, and clean functioning member of society turned into memories of an irresponsible, total airhead of a jock who only filled his head with the scent of him dutch ovening himself for fun and the funk of his never washed armpits or feet. Vale struggled as he tried desperately to hold onto his memories but for whatever reason these new stink filled memories seemed just so much better in every way, life was easier, simpler, he loved hanging with his best bro Edgar even more, and he never needed to clean up after himself. I mean if he or his friends didn’t mind the stink constantly hanging in his apartment, and knowing that his friends amplify the stink whenever they come over he knew they didn’t mind one bit, then why would he need to get rid of his own hard work? And Val never got rid of his “hard work”, all over his apartment layed piles of damp piles of clothes that stink to high heaven, and the stupefying scent of the shoe rack at the front door will make sure that any non-jock coming in, or even any jock coming in, will leave a little bit stupider. Whenever Val has a guy over he always gets a little annoyed when the twink he takes home won't stop complaining about the lingering smell but he doesn’t mind it anymore because he knows that just one whiff of his bedroom will render their minds incapable of thinking of words for at least an hour.
Angel feeling a wet spot spread out across Val’s crotch knew that Valentino was never coming back, Val was here to stay. Removing his other shoe and throwing them both on the ground at the foot of the couch, Angel got off of Val and sat next to him with his arm around Val’s shoulder. “You and your friend Edgar transformed nicely into your true, machismo forms.” Angel mumbled to himself. Angel then asked you “Hey bro after we fuck do you have any twinks that I can uhhhh…help realize their true potential.” “Uhhhhhhhhh” Val thought for a long time trying to get a thought to bubble through, “Oh! My friend Bruno is single right now!”, “Perfect. Text him and say that I will take him out tomorrow at 1:00” Angel requested of his new macho gym bro.
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enhypen ideal type (hyung line)
don't take it too seriously, these are just my observations based on analysis of their words, interviews and behavior in general
p.s. i lived in Korea for a few months and it gave me some impressions too
heeseung
i know it’s not popular opinion, but i think he is not what many people imagine him to be
being so flirty and sexy on stage is one thing, but acting like that in real life is something else entirely. if you look at different shows and interviews, he is a much calmer and more shy guy. of course he can flirt and all that, but not as much as people here and on tik tok imagine him (in most of the works here he is presented as a literally 24/7 flirting lecherous guy)
I think he would like a coquettish , extroverted girl who at first glance seemed shy. he himself is often embarrassed by compliments, but in many videos you can see HOW he looks when girls are embarrassed by his compliments…
in one interview he said that he is not very emotionally strong and needs attention and care, I think he needs someone who is naturally very caring and affectionate, who can understand these needs without asking out loud and show him how loved he is, without allowing him to feel feeling lonely
jay
idk it’s just so obvious hahaha
if speak about appearance i really think he like smt like typical feminine energy? like nice clothes (not necessarily dresses or skirts, but something that still looks feminine), good perfume and more soft (?) face it’s little difficult to explain, but of idols, I’d say jennie. not really herself, but energy like hers.
he looks pretty dominant (not in sexual meaning, but about it maybe next time…🤭) and i think he will good with a woman who will allow him to do everything for her, even basic things. (I immediately remember the moment with the big keyboard and sunghoon on one of the shows, when jay constantly wanted to press the buttons with him, but sunghoon shouted that he would do it himself and jay retreated, but his hands still constantly reached out to do it for sunghoon) + how he cares about jongwong
the boy says he's not a romantic but we all know HOW much romantic he is
i think he is little more traditional in that. not in bad way, just like be man and wanna protect his woman from everything bad that can happen
someone with whom he can talk openly about anything, a person who is a good listener
also we see that he is good with cooking and household chores, so I think he liked a girl who can also do it well. like this is not something obligatory and he’s no way gonna make you do it, but the very idea that you are a good at such things would impress him cause he look like literally husband and you both can do cooking date and all this stuff
go to luxury restaurants, travel staying in 5 stars hotel, go to shopping date and putting your wardrobe together, be “it couple” and after next years become like wife and husband, have a kids, go to family travel, even maybe with his family and once get old together
idk he really gives vibes like this😭
jake
hmmhm I don’t even know how to say this more correctly, but it seems to me that I’m still a little immature for something relatively serious?
i think his personality will change a little as he gets older, he is a very reasonable guy, just not in the matter of relationships as it seems to me
he looks like a natural flirt and because of this it is harder to understand his real preferences but he definitely likes girls with dark hair like latino girls
now he gives the vibes of that guy college crash au hahaha. I think he would have liked a more fun, but smart girl with whom they could discuss everything, he would happily explain all sorts of mathematical things to you and would be happy to listen to your story about anything
he's also very caring and tactile and he would really be perfect for the role of that college guy. like your first serious relationship, full of tenderness and love
someone with an adventurous soul who would be willing to try new things and almost everything with him and go along with them
sunghoon
okay, maybe somebody will disagree but i’m pretty sure he is korean korean
i mean more traditional korean, idk how explain it right but if you have been in korea and communicate with men here you understand hahaha
it’s just a type of guy who really traditionally in most cases and relationships too
actually in many situations he generally doesn’t interact very actively with girls in public but it seems to me that typical Korean beauty is closer to him?
I think he would like a cute girl with a slightly mysterious aura, little shy maybe, who he can endlessly tease but who could start a conversation with him first because he doesn't seem to initiate communication and maybe it's not very easy to get close to him.
but when he is in a relationship he is a very loyal and reliable partner, ready to do anything for his girlfriend. he doesn't show it, but I think he's on the more romantic side, the type who gives flowers and chocolate while saying something like “oh, this? I don’t know, I just saw it on the way home and take it.”
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₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. [ i. shu x fem reader ]
a/n : um... I got a shit ton of editing and rewriting to do lmfao, like there's a few shots for bllk and there's still that pending mysta fic. ૮ ⚆ﻌ⚆ა
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" sleepover... at a friend's house? " shu asked once more, hoping what he heard wasn't true.
" yeah. mom said I could go. I'll be leaving tonight, " his sister, motoko answers. rendering the poor man speechless.
" your friend isn't kitahara, right? " he questions, his eyes twitching slightly with what the younger man could do to his sister.
" n-no! it's a girl. her sibling goes to your school anyway. ah! if you're sooo concern, you could come with me. her sibling did say I can invite you... " without a second thought, he said yes.
the walk to your house wasn't as quiet. shu was asking his sister all sorts of questions to what or who you are. his sister doesn't know your name but describing your features wasn't helping them as shu can't recall anyone with said features.
" welcome! oh you really brought your brother along. I thought big sis was joking around when she said that, " shu wanted to scream, upon hearing your sister's words. you are a girl? motoko didn't specify earlier, he only came thinking this "sibling" was a guy and could take advantage of the situation.
" why are you making the guests wait out in the cold? drag them in! " hearing your voice calling from the brightly lit room, snapped him out of his little world.
motoko, being the angel she was, grabbed her brother wrist and dragged him along with her to the house.
" you're not gonna run away now, are you? " motoko whispers as shu gulps and shook his head, assuring her lightly that he won't.
as they got comfortable with your house after a little tour by your younger sister. everyone is seated in the living room by the table. motoko and your sister decided to do some light homework as you and shu sat quietly facing each other. you're on the phone as shu tries to distract himself by studying a little but he can't.
" you can't seriously be studying right, pfft seems a little uncharacteristic. " hearing you directly speak to him, made him jump.
" ne, motoko. let's go to my room! let's study there instead. " motoko agreed with your sister and they quickly pack up and go. leaving you and him alone.
" they say it's not safe to leave a man and a woman alone, you know. " you pout seeing them go.
" I won't do anything, I swear! also, where are your parents? how come, you don't mind me tagging along moto to your place? " he finally asks.
" oh that, parents are out on some sort of wedding anniversary thing overseas. I didn't really expect you to come, hahaha. I gotta tell toru and the others this. " snapping a sudden picture of the man, left him flustered a bit. looking at his face you double take a photo of him. one with his flush faced in.
" I can't believe you. you even know toru, yet I barely remember you besides being the council secretary. you don't hang around sengoku and remi- "
" I can't stand both of them, acting all lovey dovey especially remi! she won't stop running her mouth about dates and love around me. she tells me I should find love but well... its hard so I avoid them, toru and the others are ok to a certain level. hori and miyamura may be together but they're tolerable same with the other pair. "
hearing your outburst, left the man to think for abit before opening his mouth. he shouldn't put up an act and fake his happy bubbly personality infront of you especially right now since he's been quiet at the start.
" it's late and we should sleep, you can take the couch or you can sleep in my bedroom, I'll just take my parents room for the night. "
" oh I'll take the couch just fine, thanks. " just like that the sleepover was over in a blink of an eye.
" hey toru, wanna hit the cafe after school? " shu suggests as his dear friend agrees and they're there, ordering their meals before looking for a seat.
" ne, y/n y/n! you got your eyes set on anyone yet? you seem pretty happy today. " remi starts as you cough and place your drink down.
sakura pats your back as you thank her in between your fit of coughs. the boys decide to settle in the table behind yours, staying quiet as to listen in on the conversation. being your gaming buddy, toru is indeed very curious about the sudden tea remi was stirring.
" was it the sleepover? " sakura questions as remi looks slightly offended dropping her cookie.
" you had a sleepover and you didn't invite me? " she pouts, making you frown.
" it wasn't like that. it was between my sister and her friend... she invited her brother, that's all. "
hearing your words, shu blushes from the embarrassment of what you said as toru stops eating to fully focus on the conversation. remi and sakura are stunned but it doesn't stop them from prying further.
" h-h-her brother was at your house so it was just three girls and a guy? did he do anything, was he harsh- " sakura was interrupted by remis own questions.
" who's the guy? do you know him? " shu can't help but stand from his seat. the sudden noise of the chair screeching, left everyone quiet to look at the source.
" iura? " you called as the girls tilt their heads in confusion.
" he... iura was at your house? " remi clarifies as toru look at his friend that got up to throw his trash.
" yeah but not only that he's here too. that means... toru is here too. " hearing his name he can't help but turn to wave at you, he's been caught red handed. shu stops to greet you before moving back to his seat at toru.
" back to the topic at hand, " sakura brought the two of you back as the boys were still quietly listening.
" I don't even want to talk about it anymore, " you put your head on the table as sakura comforts you by rubbing your back.
" it's fine but I am still very curious, you must have caught some sort of feeling at this point, right? everytime he barges into some sort of space you're in, there's a slight smile that crawls to your face. you don't talk to him much, but hearing others talk is kinda enough for you to figure out what type of person he is. " remi sips her drink after her little statement.
" well maybe I do like y/n-san! " shu confesses as he turn around to look at your side, making the girls shock as well as toru and you.
" dude you're too loud. " toru whispers as shu was quick to cover his face.
toru could see your slightly red face from his seat, he wanted to laugh at how cute your love story was blooming. the girls couldn't help but be stunned with the confession. it wasn't towards them but it was pretty bold and it felt like the words carried too much love to be shared.
" I'm done eating, iura... let's take this elsewhere, " you called for the green haired man as toru gave him the ok to go, he just hopes you're gonna be nice about it and not hit him like what he thinks hori would do because his loud confession got a few stares.
sakura and remi was bursting with excitement as they bid you farewell. you and him walked to a nearby bench before taking a seat.
" you... heard everything did you? " you question as he slightly pray you're not gonna hit him.
" I wasn't the only one who heard... but yes I did I'm sorry, " he looks the other way, trying to avoid all eye contact with you.
" I'm not mad, I won't hit either. um, it is true... maybe I was falling for you but can you say it again? "
" say what? "
" the confession, this time on my phone hehe. it was so adorable how you shouted I like y/n! hahaha. "
" don't remind me, besides a love confession should just be remembered... but whatever makes you happy. ahem, I love you y/n. please be my girlfriend and go out with me. "
" I love you too, shu. I'll gladly be your girlfriend. "
thats when a sweet love story blooms between you two, everyone was shock with the news of the two people they least expected to date was dating. but those don't matter as long as you were both happy.
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Ride 769: Danchiku's “escape”
Pag 1
1: Sohoku's number 5 jumped ahead! And he kept attacking!!
2: Number 4, Kaburagi, caught up to Doubashi who has been left behind!!
4: This is bad!! Pedal!!
Let's raise our pace!!
Pag 2
2: I won't let you get away, Chicken!!
Pag 3
2: No.... they're so fast!!
It's no use anymore, senpai!!
3: Get away Danchikuu!!
Pag 4
1: Yeah, Issa!!
Pag 5
1: 4km left until the sprint line!!
2: Don't underestimate him, San-na*!!
(*NdT.: Kaburagi is calling him that because when earlier he called him “Doubashi” with no honorifics, Doubashi corrected him saying “it's san, na” the 'na' is just and ending particle, but I decided to leave it in the nickname Kabu is using now)
3: Danchiku is strong!!
He's the kind of guy who once he makes a decision, he sticks to it!!
4: Buah!!
I'm not underestimating him
5: With that attack earlier I got that his “running” is no chicken!!
6: Haha, I told you from the start!! I told you “that's not true”!!
Pag 6
1: But “mentality” is another story!!
3: “Running” and “mentality”are different things, but two sides of the same coin!!
4: I'm chasing him like this!! I'm getting closer!!
That's the reality!! The situation!!
I'll swallow him
5: And even if I don't do anything, he'll make a mistake!!
6: Tch, this guy hit a nerve
7: Look
8: My pressure
Pag 7
1: Is rising!!
3: What's this
From behind me
4: It's the feeling of something dark and hug approaching!!
This is that guy's....!!
Seriously!?
Pag 8
1: But!!
Gaa
2: But I also came here fully prepared!!
ruaaagh
3: “Take care of that idiot”
4: Bamboo
6: Hop Shot!!
Pag 9
1: I'll leave him behind!!
2: Switch to a
3: higher gear!!
6: Dammit, instead of switching to a higher gear I switched to a lower!?
Such a stupid mistake!! In a moment like this!!
I'll switch to a higher gear now!!
8: Stupid mistake...? That's not it
Pag 10
1: Is my body reacting to Doubashi's pressure!?
Pag 11
1: Dammit!!
Don't turn around
2: San-na is going to move to pin Nagoya down, you go with him
This is the chance that
And then keep going like that!!
3: Issa managed to get for me!!
4: Don't turn around
He's getting closer, I can feel it on my skin!!
5: If I turn around his pressure will swallow me!!
Gaaagh
6: Dammit... so this is the Inter High?
Pag 12
1: This is Hakone Academy's Doubashi Masakiyo!!
2: Chicken.... your pedaling got all messy
Pag 13
1: He's coming closer!!
2: I'm gonna get swallowed!!
4: It's over
After all you really are a chicken
Pag 15
2: A white pressure... Issa!!
3: Danchiku, since it's you, you can do it!!
I'm sure of it, so run without hesitation
4: After all you're
Pag 16
1: Team SS..... Special Strong!!
Higaruaaagh!!
Pag 17
1: I'll take it, Issa!!
2: Higaruaagh!!
Dammit, what happened, he came back to life!!
3: What did you do, Orange
4: I raised it too
Pag 18
1: My pressure, to tell him “if it's you, you can do it”!!
2: I am “team SS”!!
3: I can do it!!
Garuaagh!!
4: Hahaha, if you don't hurry he'll get away, San-na!!
That's called Panda Shout!! That acceleration is terrific!!
5: Talking like that is your strategy to get me to use up my legs, Orange!!
Hahaha of course, you've finally noticed!!
Pag 19
2: I've noticed from the start, though
Is-is that so!?
Well, can't be helped. My plan to defeat him by using pressure alone was a failure
This time I'll use my legs
3: I'll show you my running that I've tempered thoroughly this past year!!
4: The sprint is now down to us three
As expected, there's no one who can catch up to us from there!!
Pag 20
1: In that group behind us!!
2: Pedal more
Let's catch up to them before they get out of sight!!
Gallop!!
Mokkosu!!
4: From behind us, another.... two people!?
Are catching up!?
5: It's two guys from the selected team!!
Pag 21
1: I'm so glad, we caught up with the lead!!
We were pulled by Doubashi-san but we got tore off a little later
You worked hard, you two!
Yeah, somehow!!
2: The leader of our team, Sugimoto-san, negotiated with Doubashi-san fro us
3: Our number has increased so we still have a chance!!
We'll chase Sohoku and Hakogaku that are ahead
Yeah!!
And we'll fight for the green number bib!!
4: Alright, senpai, I'll pull
“Two people” who caught up?
No
5: There's one more person!!
#yowamushi pedal#yowamushi pedal translations#yowapeda#yowapeda manga#yowamushi pedal manga#yowamushi pedal spoilers#ride 769#no seriously i love how kabu is the leader between him and danchiku#like we've always known but it always felt more like it was just bc you know hes kaburagi and he thinks hes a genius#and danchiku always indulges him#but kabu is actually not just instincts during races but he actually thinks??#is this the first time we see this side of kaburagi???? i cant remember another time it happened but i might be forgetting something#its highly possibòe#anyway i love to see him like this#also the fact that hes basically giving up the victory for danchiku#and not only victory but also his own race against doubashi#its really good seeing this side of kabu you actually realize that yes he and danchiku really work perfectlywell#both as friends and as partners#danchiku basically reading issa's mind and getting strength from it its peak t2 behaviour btw#i love how they clearly mirror t2 relationship but are so completely different that it doesnt even feel similar#i loooooveeee them#btw.... KIJI *eyes emoji*#hes gonna win mark my words
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Battle in Rhodolite: Luke vs. Clavis
This is simply a fan translation and is not intended as a replacement for the game. Expect grammatical errors.
Wolf Team vs. Deer Team
The fun-loving man, who made everyone in the arena wary of him, finally stood on the stage of the competition.
Clavis: "Hahaha! Finally, it's my turn."
Luke: "Yeah? Well, good for you."
Clavis: "Listen, Luke. We're going to take this competition seriously."
Luke: "What did you just say?"
Clavis: "I said we're gonna take this competition seriously."
Luke: "You? Seriously?"
Clavis: "Yes."
Luke and the crowd responded with a groan.
Clavis: "After all, we're surrounded by all these people."
Clavis: "I have to show my good looks, status, and personality, or else the audience will be disappointed."
Clavis: "Now, ready your sword, Luke."
Luke: "Aw, man. This is such a hassle. I'll let you take the win this time. So, see you."
Clavis: "Hm, are you running away in fear?"
Luke: "Yup. Running away is winning."
Luke, about to turn on his heel, suddenly stopped.
Luke: "Don't tell me you've already set some traps."
Clavis: "Ahaha! There's no way I could dig a trap in a floor this solid."
Clavis: "Look at the ceiling. Even I can't put a net that high."
Clavis: "I wasn't exaggerating when I said my usual traps are impossible to set up here."
Luke: "........."
Clavis: "Doubting your older brother, huh? Can't trust me that much?"
Luke: "Remembering all the mischief you've been up to, there's no way I can."
Clavis: "Mischief? Haha! I remember acts of kindness, but mischief, not so much."
Luke: "Cut the crap. From the moment you recruited me into the foreign affairs faction until today, it has always been like this."
------------Flashback-----------
Clavis: "Luke. Starting today, I will be leading the foreign affairs faction."
Clavis: "Since I invited you, I will take care of you to the best of my ability."
Clavis: "Now, for the seal of friendship, let's shake hands."
Luke: "What the hell is this? I can't get it off my hand!"
Clavis: "Haha, that's the latest in the Lelouch Trap Series, the Sticky Catcher. I prepared it when I heard my cute, shy little brother was here."
Clavis: "I heard you've been avoiding your lessons, so I thought this would help you stay put for the day."
Luke: "Why do I have to spend the entire day holding hands with a guy!? Is this some sort of punishment!?"
Clavis: "Hmm, you didn't like it, huh?"
Clavis: "But the biggest problem is that it's hard to remove. Should we just cut it off?"
Luke: "Cut what? Hey, stop...stop it...ahhh!"
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Clavis: "You always run away whenever you see me. Do you hate me?"
Luke: "I hate you. I really hate you. What's there to like about you?"
Clavis: ".........."
Luke: "Why are you surprised? Just look at this situation, you asshole."
Luke: "I was just walking in the garden when suddenly a net fell from the sky."
Luke: "And not only that, it was all sticky. You always made such boring things without any creativity."
Clavis: "Luke, you better get your nose right."
Clavis: "Today's net is coated with your favorite honey."
Luke: "So what?"
Clavis: "Even though it may not seem like it, I do want to get along with you."
Luke: "Ha?"
Clavis: "You always appear to have your heart closed off."
Clavis: "I can't even talk to you without forcing you like this."
Clavis: "And without having a conversation, becoming friends would be nothing but a pipe dream."
Clavis: "Even I don't actually want to do things like that."
Luke: "Go look in the mirror. You've got a big grin on your face."
Clavis: "Luke, how can I get you to open up to me?"
Luke: "It will never happen. I don't want to get close to you."
---------Flashback Ends--------
Luke: "Look, there's no reason for me to trust you."
The crowd responded sympathetically to Luke's accusations.
Clavis: "I apologize for that."
Clavis: "I admit that the way I've been doing things until now has been too extreme."
Luke: "It's kinda creepy that you can admit it so easily."
Clavis: "But my feelings towards you are sincere."
Clavis: "Just for today, I want to deepen our friendship by fighting."
Luke: ".........."
Luke: "Well, I guess I have no choice. I'll take out my pent-up grudges on you."
Emma: "Finally, it's starting."
Sariel: "Prince Clavis has great swordsmanship skills, but Prince Luke is also quite skilled when he gets serious."
Sariel: "This should be an interesting match."
Emma: "You could cut the tension with a knife!"
With practice swords in hand, they faced each other, and a gust of wind blew through.
It was Luke who moved first.
In a swift motion, he closed the distance, and at that moment, an unsettling explosion echoed throughout the venue.
Luke: "Whoa!?"
He narrowly avoided the large amount of sticky goo scattered on the ground. However, bombs were also placed where he'd jumped back, causing more sticky substances to fly around.
Clavis: "Haha! You're good at dodging, Luke."
Clavis: "But that sticky catcher is an improved version."
Clavis: "Once it attaches to your body, there's no guarantee it will come off."
Clavis: "Now, come closer to me if you can. Ahahaha!"
Luke: "You bastard! I'll definitely kill you!"
Sariel: "Who do you think is going to clean that up, you vermin!?"
Emma: "Now, now! There's no rule against using traps!"
With each thud, the joyful laughter of the mischief-maker resounded loudly.
Each time this happened, the people gathered, including Emma, thought to themselves:
Emma: "It looks like Luke and Clavis are not going to get along anytime soon."
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Ruben Dias/Trent Alexander Arnold x Reader - Dark Rivarly Part 8/15
What a perfect day to release a chapter hahaha. 🤣 It's derby day between Man City and Liverpool and with the beef going on between Trent and the team my story becomes more and more unrealistic, or what do you think? 🤔
Could Trent ever make peace with somone like Ruben? Let alone allow Ruben to date his sister?
Part 9 and 10 are already out on my Patreon!
Reader is Trent Alexander Arnold's twin sister. The two have been inseparable since childbirth, more so now when Reader is fresh out of university looking for a job, crashing at her brother's place whilst doing so. One day Reader gets a job offer that she cannot refuse, however it would mean working for her brother's biggest rival in football, Ruben Dias.
Enjoy!
"These are actually pretty good."
"Really?" You perked up where you sat on the sofa in Ruben's hotel room. He was sitting next to you.
"Yes and the press seems to love the outfit you choose for Ruben, look."
Miranda turned her Ipad around, showing you the published images of Ruben, wearing the outfit you had picked out for him.
"I'll admit that I had my doubts at first, but the reviews have all been great. Good job Y/N."
"Um, thank you Miranda." A complement from her felt like a lifetime achievement.
"I'm gonna call the photographer that took these and see if he can send me the negatives. We might be able to use them on Instagram to summarize the weekend. Miranda left the room to make the call, leaving you alone with Ruben, who had barely acknowledged you this morning.
"I better pack my bags." You said, rising from the sofa. Ruben however, refused to move his legs out of the way to let you pass.
"Excuse me?" You groaned. It wasn't funny, neither of you were laughing. "Ruben?"
His legs wouldn't budge, and you were getting agitated. "What the he'll are you doing, move your..."
Ruben drew back his legs just as you were about to swing at them with your own. This caused you to stumble forwards, almost tripping yourself.
"What was that for?" You frowned.
Ruben's expression was emotionless as he stood, and for the first time the height difference between you was intimidating.
"I...I just wanted to go to my room and pack my bags." You stuttered.
Ruben exhaled. "We need to talk first."
"Talk about what exactly?" You crossed your arms.
"The way you left me last night, it was unprofessional." He said.
"Ruben, I told you that I came down with something." Which was a lie, but it was the best one you could come up with on such short notice.
"And what exactly was it that you came down with?" He asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Well you seemed fine when you left my side at the party. What made you suddenly wanna run off Y/N?"
"Ruben, for the third time, I wasn't running, I just needed to get back to the hotel and lie down."
"So that's where you did it?"
"Did what?" You frowned, his tone spiteful to you.
Ruben shifted in his stance, crossing one arm over the other. "Y/N, I expect you to take your job seriously. For you to then run off with some guy...."
"I didn't run off with some guy."
"Don't lie to me Y/N, John saw you!"
The echoes of his words bounced off the walls. The room fell silent.
Ruben's eyes searched your face, he was angry and wanted answers, rightfully so. "Who is he Y/N, an old flame from your university days?"
"Ruben."
"No." He shook his head. "Don't tell me. It's none of my business." He walked over to the windows, running a hand through his hair.
"Ruben, it's not what it looks like. That guy, he is my...."
"Just know if you ever pull something like that on me again...." He said, slowly turning to you. "I won't be giving you any second chances, understood? Do your job from now on or the next time you're fired."
"There. The photographer gave me the thumbs up. He'll be sending me the...." Miranda stumbled into the room but paused at the sight of you and Ruben. "Everything alright?"
You were staring blankly at each other, something heavy forming in the base of your throat. Your voice shook when you spoke. "I have to pack my bags." You said and ran off into your room, gasping for air once you stood behind closed doors. You were gasping for air from the unstoppable flood of tears.
You were considering your life choices on the journey back to London. What if you just moved aboard and started a new life in some foreign country? No one would know you and you wouldn't have to lie about who you were. You'd be nothing and therefore be someone.
"Y/N! You're back early."
You stepped into Grandma's shop carrying your suitcases. You had forgotten your keys to her apartment but was glad to be welcomed by Jennifer at the front desk. However, her initial joy of seeing you quickly faded. "Oh my god, you're soaking wet. Is it pouring outside?"
"Just a drizzle." You murmured, as she rounded her desk to help usher you inside. "Is my grandma here? I forgot my keys."
"She's in her office, sorting out a golden suit. You won't guess who it's for." She giggled.
"Trent."
Her smile withered. "How did you know?"
You removed your soaked coat. Your shirt beneath had also been ruined.
"Oh my god, tell me about your weekend." She gasped. "London Fashion Week, was it as exciting as they make it to be? And your boss, was she happy with your work?"
"He." You corrected.
"What?"
"My boss is a he, and no he wasn't happy with my work."
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry Y/N. Is he high maintenance when it comes to fashion?"
"No, he's just a fucking dickhead."
"Language."
Grandma walked into the room, pinching a dozen sewing needles between her teeth.
"But he is a dickhead Grandma. And I don't care anymore, I'm not going back to work for him."
Grandma spat out the needles in her mouth, all the pins dropping soundless to the floor. "Well you're not coming back to work for me!"
"But where else am I supposed to go?"
"Home. To your mother, and tell her she's failed to raise her children."
"Ha ha, very funny."
"I'm serious Y/N, you're not staying with me. I'm getting tired of your tardiness, not to mention that furball you've got running around my apartment."
"What does Whiskey Jr, have to do with any of this?"
"He stinks, just like your attitude towards authority."
"I don't have an attitude towards authority. "
The bell above the front door rang in the distance. "Guys?"
"No, tell that to your current boss. I've overheard you talking, I bet he's done with your tardiness as well."
"Hey, guys?"
"What are you talking about Grandma, you don't even know my boss and if you did you would agree that he is a fucking piece of...."
"Y/N, please!"
Your argument with grandma was interrupted by Jenny's objections. She stood by the shop entrance, greeting the customer that had stepped through the door. He was soaked with rainwater from head to toe.
"You have a new client." She said, cheeks as red as they come. You on the other hand, couldn't find the words to speak and so grandma stepped in. "Can I help you sir, we're not open for much longer."
Ruben stepped forward. "No....I mean yes. I want to speak to Y/N."
"My granddaughter?" She frowned. "And who might you be, young man?"
You shook your head as Ruben met your eyes. However he went ahead anyway. "I'm Ruben, Ruben Dias, her boss."
"Oh. My. Days!"
You saw Jenny bouncing up and down in the corner of your eye.
"There's no way." She squealed. "There is no fucking way."
"Jenny please." You groaned, begging her to spare Grandma who hadn't been as quick to put two and two together.
"Your boss is Ruben Dias? Of all people." Jenny was clearly overjoyed by the drama unfolding before her. "Y/N, you're basically working for the enemy."
"Please don't be so dramatic". You sighed.
"Does Trent know? He's got to know, right?"
"Trent?"
You looked to Ruben as the name escaped his lips. His eyebrows furrowed. "Is that who you were with in London? Is that the name of your boyfriend, Trent?"
"Ha!" Jenny snorted, slapping a hand against her mouth. "You ran into Trent in London? Oh the drama. I can't."
"For fuck sakes Jenny!"
"Y/N!" The room fell quiet as Grandma's voice rose above all. "Language."
"But grandma..."
"No buts." She said, forcing your silence. "Now." She stepped up to Ruben, examining him. "This young man. Your boss? He has come here to speak to you, let's hear what he has to say."
It was a nightmare come true. Even Ruben seemed a bit taken aback by Grandma's demeanor. However he did gather the courage to address you as if you were the only two people in the room.
"I came here to apologize." He said. "For being a dickhead to you this morning."
Jenny snorted somewhere behind you, however grandma shot her a glance that made her fall back.
"You have the right to do and see whoever you want. I was just jealous and upset that you chose to do so on the night of my friend's gallery opening. For some reason I really believed that the two of us were...."
"No way." Jenny gasped, once again interrupting you. "You're fucking him too?"
"Oh for the love of..." You grabbed Ruben's arm, pulling him aside, into Grandma's office in the back room. There the two of you were left alone, however this game was getting old, the game of Ruben hurting you then crawling back, begging you to forgive him.
"There's something you should know about me." You said, wanting to get it over with. Ready to get it over with.
"Alright." Ruben nodded. "Tell me."
It was now or never.
"That guy your friend saw me with last night wasn't my boyfriend, or an old flame from my university days."
"No, who was he then?"
Another one bites the dust, you thought. Telling the truth meant that you were going to lose Ruben, just like the truth made you lose your old friends. You sighed before you spoke. "He is my brother Ruben, my twin brother."
"Oh, okay." There were clear signs of relief coming across Ruben's face, a slight twitch in the corner of his lips.
"His name is Trent, Trent Alexander Arnold. You might recognize the name since..."
"Wait." His expression went stiff again, carved by a deep frown. "Did you say Trent Alexander Arnold? As in..."
You nodded. "Yes, THE Trent Alexander Arnold. Liverpool's right back, however you might know him better as the guy that got booked for trying to punch you out the last time Man City played Liverpool."
Ruben's snort was unexpected. "Tried to, is the right word for what he did."
It made you gasp, as well as playfully nudge his arm. "I'm being serious."
"Trust me Y/N, I'm also trying to be serious. So you're telling me you're related to Trent Alexander Arnold, your twin brother to be exact?"
"Yes. I'm the oldest, if you must know."
Ruben's bright eyes searched your face. But it was unclear to you what had suddenly lightened his mood.
"Is this the reason?" He asked."
"What reason?"
"Why don't you want to be with me? Because of who your brother is. My "rival" in the football world?"
"Well that and the fact that you are my employer which would label our relationship as highly inappropriate."
"Yes, but it's mainly because of your brother, no? You worry about what he will think of you, of us. It's why you had him take you home the other night, because you didn't want the two of us to meet, no?"
You nodded. "He doesn't know that I'm your stylist. And I don't think that I want him to. The truth would send him through the roof." You still wondered why it hadn't sent Ruben through the roof, what was his angle?
"Y/N, I don't give a fuck about who your brother is?" He said this in a way that shook your core. Ruben then stepped forward, grabbing your face between his hands, tilting your head upwards. "Can we stop pretending that what we have between us isn't real?" He chuckled. "Can you just accept the fact that I want you and you want me Y/N?"
"You want me to run into your arms?"
He frowned. "What?"
"Like the girl in the painting." You smiled. "He's waiting for her to run into his arms."
"Yes." Ruben nodded. "Exactly. Come to me, run into my arms."
You crashed into his lips instead, with Ruben initiating it by pulling your face towards his. Just like that you we're back to square one, the game between you having stepped into a second round. And the next round was guaranteed to involve less tears and more fistfights.
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im not op but im gonna bounce off on it still!!!! mt such a great analysis i love what youre saying about how the narrative in tyk works, how through recontextualization (either by the narrative itself, shifting angles at a later date, or the reader when rereading the novel) things come to light that were intentionally or by happenstance hidden before. many thoughts regarding narrative and how it works (and how zzs makes use of it). this topic specifically has my brain rotting since i first read the novel. tyk has always felt like a tragedy disguised as a comedy to me, youre putting it so well. anyway, this is not an analysis but your words (and also op‘s words) reminded me of the scene in ch.8 (i think) when wenzhou are in the forest and investigate these two sudden murders and follow wkx‘s underling into the abandoned graveyard. especially the scene at the graveyard, told through zzs‘s eyes, is so super interesting to me. i imagine in other wuxia stories this would be atmospheric, spooky, maybe intimidating and creepy. but zzs seems so unimpressed! he relays the atmospheric markers (he remarks on the state of the graveyard, mentions the rat with its red eyes, the single owl perching utop the branch, the odd fog) but narrates it in such a way that the first time reading it, it sounded jarring and almost comical to me. it gets even weirder by wkx starting with his ghost stories and trying to impress zzs, who continues to not be impressed at all. i feel like, since zzs is such a die hard jianghu fanboy, and this is basically his first time doing jianghu things (and he seems to be aware that this scenario is characteristically wuxia), he is basically not just narrating whats happening but also commenting upon it from the angle of someone who had higher expectations and is very eager to follow that path to its end to see what turns up, but doesnt really seem all that moved when happening upon these things in reality. zzs is not the usual wuxia hero, and tyk is very earnest in taking these differences and zzs‘s familiarity with violence seriously and has zzs react and act in authentic ways. like, when they find that murder scene in the woods upon following the scream, and immediately start their weird investigation-flirting-insulting and wkx goes and casually pulls that guy whos hanging in a tree to the ground so they can have a better look at it, and it just severs the poor guy’s head. thats so fucked up and strange!!!!! but its so downplayed its actually jarring!!!! its almost comical!!!!! anyway hello hi hello mt!!!! i didnt mean to write so much i just have a lot of thoughts hehehehe
hahaha hello!!!! Sorry I took so much time to respond!!
Yes yes to all this!! Essentially answering so this can be out in the open hehehe.
One thing that I feel like reacting to, though---translating Qi Ye, I recently stumbled upon several references of ZZS being a "seasoned jianghu traveller" and having had a lot of experience in jianghu already; so I guess we can conclude that he does have experience in jianghu (only that he left it around 8-9 years ago) but that he probably always had a remote look at it, from the shadows from which Siji operated. This time, he gets to "play" too, in a way.
I feel like, given how smug he tends to sound when bringing up Siji's skills and activities, he may have this sort of patronizing look on the "sillier", more "classical" strange wuxia adventures, which he has been able to watch but almost like a puppet master (since Siji controlled a lot of the politics etc) and his fun, curious, detached and "demystifying" approach could be reflecting that.
Anyway, thank you so much for the thoughts!!!
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Family Dinner
Summary: It’s Sunday night which means time for family dinner for Maverick, Iceman, Reader and the dagger squadron
Relationship: IceMav x daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x sister!reader
Warnings: none
word count: 2097
A/N: This is my attempt at a sequel to On the Outside Looking In, you don’t have to read it to know what is going on but it would help, not beta read
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“I’m sorry, what’d you say?” Y/N pulled one of ear buds out. She had been sitting at the kitchen table, working on her homework while her dads made dinner. The dagger squadron was coming over for Sunday dinner, and her dad’s were cooking. Y/N has been working on getting to know the squadron and expressing her feelings instead of keeping in. She was also trying to get to know all the new siblings she had. So far, Y/n was closest to Fritz, which made Bradley a little jealous as he was used to being Y/N’s favorite.
“I said, can you help set the table, everyone’s gonna be arriving soon,” Maverick repeated himself, as he pulled a dish out of the oven.
“Oh yeah, sure. Do you mind if i put my things in your office,Pops? I’ll get them after dinner.”
“Sure pumpkin. Just no snooping through the papers on the desk,” ice told his daughter.
“I know. Jeez its like I havent been living with the two of you for the past 20 years,” Y/n teased as she put her things in the office. “So whats for dinner tonight?”
“Jeez, its like you should know, you’ve been sitting at the kitchen table while we’ve been making it,” Maverick responded.
Y/N grabbed the plates from her pop’s hands and moved toward the table she had just been occupying. “Hahaha your so funny. Should’ve been a comedian instead of a pilot.”
“Y’know, maybe I will do that once I retire.”
“Seriously Dad? You retiring? That’ll happen the day pigs fly and hell freezes over.”
Ice chuckled at his family. He was happy that Maverick had been, albeit not willingly, promoted to rear admiral, had accepted that position as squadron commander of the Dagger Squadron and would be around more permanently. Bradley was also back home now. He could tell the Y/N was happy about the promotion, and Bradley being home, as well. Granted, neither of them had realized that with the promotion and new squadron, Maverick would be taking in 11 stray Naval aviators. There had been a few hiccups at the start, with Y/N feeling left out of the family, but they had pushed through that.
“Back to your earlier question pumpkin,” Ice interrupted his husband and daughter’s conversations, “we’re having lasagna, salad, garlic bread and the cake that you made. Can you move the bread basket and salad bowl over to the table please?”
“That just sounds like carb overload at this point. Are you trying to put them into a food coma so that they can’t fly tomorrow? Is this your secret plan to have one day off?” Y/N asks. The doorbell rings and she moves to go answer it.
“Maybe but don’t tell any of them!” Maverick called after her. “And tell them that they can just walk into the house! They don’t have to knock every single time!”
“I will!” Y/N calls back. “Hey guys, come on in!”
Y/N moves out of the way and allows Harvard, Yale, and Fritz to enter the home.
“By the way, Dad wants me to remind yall that you don’t have to knock or ring the doorbell, you can just walk right in. Where’s everyone else?”
“They should be right behind us. We all left at the same time,” Fritz tells her. She gives him a quick hug and lets all of them into the house. “So how have all of you been?”
“Just trying to survive training with Maverick. I mean how is he so good at his age?” Yale responds. They all walk into the kitchen to help finish setting up the diner table. Everyone greets each other.
“Dad fought for a long time to keep his wings. It’s why he’s only just now a rear admiral, kept turning them down to keep flying,” she puts one of the salad bowls on the table, “I’ve been in the backseat, while he flew and I don't think I’ve ever been more scared. He is fearless and I can’t imagine training with him.”
“Oh, did he also get you up in an f-18? I heard he did with penny too,” says Harvard. The front door opens and closes.
“I would’ve ground his ass faster than he could say F-18,” Iceman says.
“Who's getting grounded?” a voice asks. Everyone turns and there stands Hangman, bob, Phoenix and Coyote. They all greet everyone.
“Me, if I took Y/N up in an F-18. I never did but I have thought about it,” Maverick tells the group. “Where’s everyone else?”
“They were pulling up as we were walking in, so should be in any-” Phoenix starts but is interrupted by the front door opening and closing.
“We’re here! Sorry we’re a few minutes late cause someone took forever to do their hair,” Halo accuses.
“Sorry, I didn’t want to look like a 2013 popstar,” Omaha responds.
“Enough.” Ice puts a stop to their bickering before it could even get started. “Now that everyone is here, we can eat. Has anyone seen Y/N and Fritz?”
“They were just here.” Harvard trails off. Y/N and Fritz had disappeared from the kitchen and dining area. Those two together are chaos personified.
“FRITZ! Y/N! Where are you?!” Bradley yelled.
“Jesus, why are you yelling? Were right here?” Y/N asked.
“Well you and Fritz disappeared and usually when that happens, something happens,” Bradley explained.
“We were just in the living room talking.” Y/N and Fritz gave each other a look.
“I don’t like that look,” Bob states.
“It’s the only one Ive got Bobby,” retorts Y/N.
“Can we eat now? I was promised food,” Fritz says. Everyone nodded their heads in agreement, and moved to sit at the kitchen table.
Ice and Mav sat down at their respective seats at the heads of the table. The sound of a fart broke through the sound of chairs scraping on the floor. Everyone froze and looked at each other with a look that said “what was that?”
Ice stood up and looked at his chair. A red whoopee cushion sat deflated.
“Okay whos bright idea was this?” Mav asked as he held up an identical whoopee cushion to hte one on Ice’s chair. At this, Fritz and Y/N busted out laughing. Soon everyone joined in.
“Is this what you two were up to while we were all in the kitchen?” Maverick asked as he laughed.
“Maybe,” Y/N drew out the final syllable. Then turned and gave Fritz a high five.
Soon, everyone had calmed down enough and they started passing all the food around. The family talked amongst themselves, as the food was passed around.
The sounds of cutlery scraping against plates, and laughter filled the home. The house used to be so quiet, with just Ice, Y/N and Maverick living in it. Now, it was full of life.
“So Y/N, you never answered how you’ve been Mav’s backseater if he’s never taken you up in an F-18?” Haravard asked, a reference to the earlier conversation.
“Dad has a P-51 Mustang stored at his hanger, and anytime he’s home he takes me up in it,” Y/N responded.
“Ice and I have both tried to get her to get her civilian pilot's license but she doesn’t want to,” Maverick interjected.
“No, I am very happy sitting in the back seat. Even if it is sometimes like riding a roller coaster,” Y/N responds with a chuckle. The group returned to their own conversations.
“Did everyone get enough to eat?” Maverick asked the group. Some nodded yes and others responded verbally. “Hope you have room for dessert, Y/n made cake for everyone.”
“Are you trying to put us into a food coma, Mav?” Halo asked, while some nodded along to her statement, wondering the same thing. Maverick only chuckled.
“I asked him the same question earlier. I think he is,” Y/N told the group.
“Don’t tell them all my secrets, Y/N.” Y/N left to get the cake. She had worked hard on it and didn’t trust anyone else to carry it.
“While she’s occupied, I’m telling you all this now, keep May 20th and 31st open. Y/N’s graduation is the 20th and we're gonna have a BBQ on the 31st with everyone to celebrate graduation and her birthday,'' Ice told the kids. “And keep this on the down low she doesn’t like celebrating much so all she knows is that we're having a family get together.”
“Ohh are we talking about the family getting together in May?” Ice nodded his head. “Are the uncles coming? I haven’t seen them in forever and I miss them.”
“They all said that they would be here, pumpkin. Now, who wants cake? It’s chocolate.”
“So Y/N any boyfriends or girlfriends?” Phoenix asked. Y/N blushed. She opened and closed her mouth like a fish before going back to slicing and serving the cake. She really did not want to have this conversation.
“She hasn’t had one since high school. They broke up right before they both graduated. What was his name again, Ice?” Maverick responded for her.
“Carl,” Ice told his husband. Then turned towards Y/N, who had been standing next to him, as she sliced the cake. “You haven’t told him about Adam yet, have you?”
“Carl?” Bradley asked.
“Adam?” Maverick asked.
The voices started overlapping, wanting to get more answers about both names.
“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” Y/N asked Iceman. “When people ask were I get the ability to stir the pot and cause drama I’m gonna blame it all on you.”
“They won’t believe you, pumpkin,” Ice told his daughter with fondness in his voice. Everyone’s voices started overlapping, clamoring for information about Y/N’s previous relationships.
“Okay, okay, I’ll tell you more,” Y/N said, getting the group to quiet down. “Thank you, now please hold all questions to the end.”
“Yes, I did have a boyfriend in high school. His name was Carl, dated from the time we were sophomores all the way up until graduation. Literally, we broke up as we were walking to the stage. “
“He was a good kid. I liked him,” Maverick added. Iceman nodded his head in agreement.
“Adam was more recent and very very short lived. I’m talking two months and none of you were supposed to know about it.”
“Y/N L/N did you really try to have a secret relationship?” Maverick asked.
“Wait L/N I thought your last name was Kazansy?” Hangman asked.
“Y/N is technically my niece. When my sister and brother in lawv passed, I got custody of her. We just didn’t bother to change the last names,” Iceman explained. Some people nodded their heads in understanding
“Yes, I did. Anyway, Adam, met him on the beach. He was here for a vacation, thought it’d be a nice fun summer fling, and that’s all it was till he showed up on the last day of his vacation banging on the front door. When I answered, he practically begged me to try long distance, I said no and deleted his number. Pops, heard all of it and asked me about it and I told him the whole thing. I was gonna tell you dad, but then everyone just got busy.”
“Tell them the best part,” Iceman said.
Y/N groaned. “Do I have too?”
Iceman laughed at his daughter. Everyone but Iceman and Y/N had confused looks on their faces.
“It’s the best part,” Iceman teased.
“Fine. Adam was a pilot. In the air force.”
A beat and then it was like a bomb went off. First, Maverick started questioning his daughter’s sanity, and if she was okay. Then the rest of them started chiming in with their own thoughts.
“I know I know, but to be fair the only rule that I had for dating was no naval aviators and technically he’s not a naval aviator,” Y/N told the group.
“No, he's so much worse. I mean seriously an Air Force pilot,” Bradley said.
“Like I said it was only a summer fling that ended when he left.” Y/N hoped that that would calm the group down and it did for a little bit, until Fritz decided to open his mouth.
“Is now a bad time to bring up the date you went on last week?”
“Fritz!” And with that sentence, a whole new can of worms was opened.
#top gun maverick#top gun#top gun maverick imagine#tom kazansky x pete mitchell#tom kazansky x reader#pete mitchell x reader#writings of one
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Poltergeist Chapter 3
Madara: And what are those jobs about? What are we gonna do, exactly? Well, I can pretty much guess, but—
Natsume: YeS. From here on oUT, MaM will be working in this Dancing Cranes Home as part of the nursery stAFF.
Scenario Writer: Akira
Season: Winter
Characters: Mikejima Madara, Sakasaki Natsume
< Thirty minutes later. >
Madara: Alright! I’m all changed into my work clothes now! If I were to wander around in my casual clothes, I might be mistaken for an intruder after aaall!
Oh~hh! Anzu-san, have you changed your outfit too? You look sooo cute! This reminds me of those days in the past when we used to play house together——
“Look, here’s today’s dinner for you, Papa!” “Thank you, Mama, I love you!”
… …Hmmm? What’s with that doubtful look on your face?
Hahaha. Come to think of it, you’re already aware I’m a shady guy who cooked up a dubious story about us being close childhood friends, huh?
Do you really think that I made up all of those childhood memories, though?
The honest truth is that we really did use to play together as friends. However, I exaggerated as to how we played during those times—
—because you were a reeeally quiet child, back in the day. Now that I think about it, when we played house, I was the one who played aaall the roles of Papa, Mama, and the child as well—
—while you simply watched on, smiling sweetly. That was how we really played house.
I reeeally miss those days, hahaha.
Natsume: Both of you seem to be getting along unexpectedly well with each othER, hMM?
Madara: Ohh! Sorry, sorry! We’ve been chatting idly among ourselves, and keeping you waiting!
Natsume: Don’t sweat iT. There aren’t any urgent matters here that need doing anywAY. FrankLY, there are ample staff here in this faciliTY—way more than is necessary to go aroUND, in faCT.
If we hadn’t forced them to make up some work for us to dO, we would probably wind up twiddling our thumbs in boredOM.
Madara: What’s this work about? What are we supposed to do, exactly? Well, I can pretty much guess, but—
Natsume: YeS. From here on oUT, MaM will be working in this Dancing Cranes Home as a nursery school teacHER.
Both the kitten Anzu-chan and I will be acting as your support in that roLE, Mikejima-senpai.
Madara: A nursery school teacher, huh? Are you reeeally sure about that? I mean—even for me—I don’t have any experience with this kind of work at all. Aren’t there qualifications required to be in this line of work?
Natsume: Of course there aRE. HowevER, it’ll be fine because you’ll only be pretending to work heRE. This is one of those typical programmes where idols showcase what it’s like to work in different fields, after aLL.
You’ll be assisting a real nursery teacher in the role of a part-timER, casually helping with small jobs here and theRE.
In actual faCT, you won’t be required to help out at aLL. You will just need to put up a show of doing the right things for the cameras and you can call it a dAY.
Madara: Hoho~. In short, it’s like playing house.
Natsume: YeS. It is a kind of make-belieVE. Celebrities visiting various professions and documenting their work experience is a pretty common concept for shOWS, nowadAYS. It’s particularly prevalent in online programMES.
The project this time is akin to “Come Experience What It’s Like To Be A Nursery School Teacher!”
Madara: Oh, come on. That sounds like a cheapskate project that took aaall of five minutes to cook up.
Natsume: SeriousLY? Such a rude choice of woRDS. The President’s beEN, in his own wAY, trying his best to come up with a job that aligns with your requEST—a MaM-like joB—
And as the name “MaM” suggeSTS, a job with the attributes of being a Mama—of being a mothER.
Madara: And you’re saying that when one thinks of mothers, one thinks of someone who cherishes children and raises them with love?
Natsume: That’s the association one maKES, isn't iT? And while that perspective might seem a little out-daTED, the image of a mother you have in mind isn’t necessarily the most modern version eithER, is iT?
All you have to do is portray the traditionally virtuous image of a mother in front of the cameras and you’ll be good to gO. That is what you wish fOR, isn’t iT—or ratHER, you will be satisfied with thAT, won’t yOU?
Madara: Hm~mm. Well, I myself couldn’t define what a MaM-like job would be, when I tried thinking about it earlier.
I guess it wouldn’t be a bad thing to take advantage of the President’s kindness and give this job a go. Besides, now that the situation has come to this, I'm not in a position to selfishly say, 'I don't wanna do this,' or 'I wanna go back,' at aaall.
Natsume: You’re riGHT. You wouldn’t want to turn around so soon after arriving heRE, and spend all those hours travelling back to Seisoukan, would yOU?
MoreovER, if you were to boycott the job the President went to all this trouble to arrange for yOU, he would be quite upSET, no matter how mild-mannered a person he iS.
At the very leaST, you have to pick up some souvenirs before you leAVE, riGHT?
Madara: Uhhh. There doesn’t seem to be any shops where I can get souvenirs from in this place, though!
I was looking all around me on the way here, but the surroundings are completely unspoiled wilderness—there aren’t even any houses, you knowww!
I was stunned to learn this building is meant to be a welfare home for children. After all, because of the surroundings, it makes this place practically resemble an isolation ward—or even a prison!
Natsume: … … That may be closer to the truth than you thINK.
Madara: Hm? What was that again?
Natsume: It’s nothiNG. Come to think of iT, we’ve been chatting endlessly and putting it off foreVER, but shall we buckle down to do that tour of the facility and introduction of the staff members nOW?
Stop interrupting me at every turn with your objections and just do what I tell you tO, like an adULT.
Madara: YES~, Mama~.
Natsume: OH, for heaven’s saKE. You’re ‘MaM’, aren’t yOU? SeriousLY… …
—————-To be continued——————-
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Hi Mimi,
Hope you're doing well,
What inspires you these days? I know you have said this year has been tough for writing.
Also, how do you come up with your stories? I love all of them 💕 Do you plan on coming out with more stories? If so, could we get a hint of what it would be 👀?
I hope everything is looking up for you 💜 Your seriously my favorite writer, and I'd wait forever just to read what you write cause you dont disappoint. I trust wherever you take your stories.
Have a good day / night 😘😊
Hi bub 😊
I think it’s gonna sound crazy but I barely have any time to even find any inspiration 🙇♀️ in terms of writing, I think it’s you guys who inspire me & all the lovely messages I’m getting. It sounds cheesy as hell but it’s true! It’s very difficult to be inspired, considering all the circumstances and I gotta admit this is my hardest time as a writer. I wouldn’t say I’m frustrated (or maybe I am) but I’m more sad than ever that I feel this way 😔
I used to get the best ideas out of nowhere and I couldn’t wait to write them down hahaha but now I mostly gotta just relax and think what I want to write etc… but one thing that hasn’t changed is random dialogues I come up with in my head (literally at the most random times lol). So I’m glad for that!
As for any future stories! I have many cool drafts but I hope you understand why I don’t choose to share them 🥲 but I really hope I get to do that some day! 🥹
Thank you for your sweet words 🫂🩵
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The 8th Sense Ep 4
Ji Hyun and Jae Won what you do to me. You have put me through the ringer and here you are, sweetly walking. Smiling like fucking dorks and while I'm so happy, I'm also petrified. Because is Jae Won strong enough to be with Ji Hyun? God, but I hope he is brave enough.
I would ignore her call too! Okay, no I wouldn't cause it's a bit rude, but I get it, boo. I do!
Oh, his drawing has a moon. Didn't he go during the day? Did he stay until he could see the moon, or has he come back many times? Ahh, he loves it here. Not because he got lost or anything, lol.
You can't learn to draw by staring at him, Boo. And no, honey, he has no clue where your mind is at. Hahaha!
Damn, but the tension! The freaking tension. You know you want to kiss the boy!
Staring at that drawing while smiling. You got it so bad, boy.
Seriously, I love the friend, but he is so typical boy. Gross and dumb, lol. He got a good heart though. He stood her up bestie! Catch up!
She's so fucking sweet! She covered for him! Omg, she's cute! She needs to get with Jae Won's bestie.
Oh no... He isn't going to be a shitty friend again, is he? Yup he is.
Aww, Mr. Sunshine to the rescue! Hahaha, okay, Mr. Smart Ass. How adorable. Look at Jae Won just up and ditching everything to go find his baby boy. How freaking cute. He got it bad. Look at Baby boy calling him out.
Look at that deep hidden conversation. "I don't remember the story much, what was the relationship." "Oh, we were dating." "Was it a long distance relationship?" "Ha, you are such an artist, it doesn't have that deep a meaning." Then proceeds to give it deep meaning. "They were just really good friends." "Ah, what a shame."
Hahah, that's right baby boy, tell him no. Meanwhile, mean girl doing her eye roll thing.
I like the therapist. Oh no, fucking mean girl. Here to do mean girl shit. Mean girl behavior, known as relational aggression, is a survival tactic for people who are insecure, immature, jealous, egotistical, and narcissistic. Fun fact, it's a learned behavior. It's a lack of adult involvement and role modeling. Girls then learn for themselves that when you create exclusion, you create inclusion. The creation of exclusion creates a reaction of them feeling special. If it's never corrected, it snowballs into what we see here.
I love the boss lady!!! Poor baby boy, though. Jae Won's love language is clearly touch. Ji Hyun is so full of honesty.
OMG, the whole holding hands is gonna kill me. So cute! I swear, Jae Won, you are giving me whiplash.
You asked a personal question, so I asked a person question. So fucking cute! So touchy.
Kid... Why you got to be a cock blocker.
Ahhh! Give me more now! 💜💜💜
Guys, you got to show me love. I know you bitches like to be silent, but it feels like I'm screaming into the void without some kind of feedback, so at least click the like button. 😘😘😘
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Rewatch of the Mandalorian Chapter 21, the Pirate:
Don’t smack talk Greef’s fashion sense!
“He shot first” heheh
aww Greef is starting to get worried
Dammit Nevarro! Just when you were looking more than ever like Los Angeles with those little purple flower things and all the ficus trees!
Nevarran fashion is a lil… medieval? Fancy hats.
I need to download the song for the New Republic bar because it lowkey slaps
It’s this guy! Captain Teva! His casual outfit is pretty cool.
For everyone who has seen Rebels, I wish you a very happy Zeb
Dammit Coruscant. Why do you have a brutalist sector?
Oh THIS BITCH awwww NO Elia Kane you just need to not be here, dude
But Tim Meadows my beloved!!! I had no idea he was in this season! I enjoy his vexation
Elia Kane quit stalking people you freaking creep! I hate her, she’s so good at this.
Love her evil-ass music too. Stop being eeeevil
And then Solas the protocol droid led Greef Karga the Herald to a hidden castle in the wilderness after the fall of Haven/Nevarro — oh wait, no, my Dragon Age feels go over there
Seriously, the Nevarrans look like Catherine, Called B-Wing
… I don’t remember how Carson Teva knew that Din knew Greef, really, but he’s so likable I don’t mind
Who you calling “blue boy”, PAZ???
R5 vindication! And also getting back at Din ahahaha
I cannot help but adore the Mandalorian Talking Hammer, that is so perfect for them
“The foundling in your charge” fuck, Din, you should be saying “MY SON” you fucker
“I’m in no position to ask” he asked, Darksaberwieldingly
“Our children” WELL YOU’RE GETTING CLOSER ANYWAY
I really thought Paz was gonna go off and then he did and I was like “ho shit, Paz character development? All righty then!”
What stake did the Armorer have in this? She didn’t try to sway them one way or the other? Does she have an ulterior motive?
Grogu still comes for every mission, yesss
Love Bo’s speech! All right, while I miss Din tremendously this season, I’m loving the season of Bo on its own merits. Also, how weird is it to see the Armorer in a ship? it’s like when your companion NPC moves from their place on the map and you know a great cutscene is going to begin
Poor lil broken droid :( Mean pirates! And they fucked up the school again :(
It’s the Mandalorian - bitch you thought hahaha
I need more smug motherfucker Din back in my life, I beg you
Wish we had more weird accents among the Mandalorians. Bo’s is pretty Standard, Paz and the Armorer are weird and flat and formal, and Din has some of that as well. But like, if they’re a diaspora, I wanna hear some variation!
One of my favorite tropes is “noncombatant citizen nevertheless rises up to defend their homeland”, and Kowakian monkey-lizards pointing out an ambush was a cheesy lil slice of delight
Paz how are you seriously so LARGE
High Magistrate Greef Karga, you are so cute and I love you
I do really love how Nevarro has been a touchstone for the entire series, and love seeing how it’s evolved over the years. Things like that are some of my favorite things about this show.
The Armorer wishes to speak with you. Here, let me accompany you to this extremely tense and dangerous music, I’m sure everything will be fine
The Armorer is… getting emotional? Reminiscent about Mandalore? I’m scared and so intrigued!!!
The sassy and scary way she asked “Do you respect my station?” And her “Remove your helmet,,.” I am… alarmed and aroused
This music is so calculating! So very Luke, join me!
Wait, Paz isn’t in on this plan? Interesting, I had assumed he was in the Armorer’s pocket.
I am hopeful for Bo because I do think she’d be a great leader? But also frightened because who could trust the Armorer in that moment? (I mean, aside from Bo who 1) I’m sure respects Armorers and 2) doesn’t know her well and 3) is seeking a home… and this is how smart people can get sucked into cults!). It could go either way, I suppose. Are she and Din finally gonna have the epic duel? I can’t see Din’s heart being in it, and I also don’t want that to happen until he’s actually competent with the Darksaber and learns why it’s been fighting him. I just need Din, Din, Din!
But this episode has me much more intrigued and curious about where the season is going, so I’m excited for next week!
#the mandalorian#the mandalorian spoilers#the mandalorian season 3 spoilers#the mandalorian season 3#text post#my mando musings#Star Wars#din djarin#Bo katan kryze#the armorer#Paz vizla#Greef Karga
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If you don't know me by now
☆AGATHA'S MASTERLIST☆
☆ EDDIE MUNSON'S MASTERLIST ☆
summary : you're a popstar and your school Hawkins High invited you to come over to host an event and you're their special guest and you take relationships very seriously, that's why you don't do dates quite often because you only want to settle for the one and that is Eddie, you got curious about him since you always fancy rockstars
word count : it's not gonna be long, I promise 🤞🏻
warnings : 18+ Shy!Eddie Munson x FEM!reader, language, no use of y/n but reader is Agatha hehe (I really want to have a rockstar bf like Eddie in the future 🫠 let me have my moment here lmao) establishing a relationship, reader and Eddie are both 20, reader having period and dysmenorrhea, Eddie is a little insecure in this, that's just it!
what to expect : 100% fluff, a super cute fic- I swear to god hahaha
note to reader : Eddie Munson is literally my type of a guy 🥹🫶🏻 I always stress about the fact he is truly a goddamn walking green flag, I wanted to write a fic about Eddie that he is amazingly the best boyfriend that you could ever ask for! so yeah, that's like I'm kinda using my own name in here, call me delusional or whatever lol but he is all I ever wanted! too bad he's just a fictional character 🥲
author note : I've never read a fic that is FEM!reader who has intense dysmenorrhea and us ladies like that need a representation hehe I have TOO MANY FIC IDEAS just sit tight and see my other stuff in the making ;))
You've been on tour for 3 years and your parents are so pleased of you
by pursuing your dreams and working hard
You're determined, consistent and you faced so many obstacles in your career
you join opportunity that lays on you, once it's on there you never missed it, you auditioned, you practiced every single song, you keep improving your talent and skills
One thing you don't do is to never quit and to never stop once you finally had it
You always loved singing and it's the reason why you're still alive, it's what keeps you going
Music is your life
Without it, you don't know what you would do
ever since when you're a kid, your parents are always supportive and giving you boost to accomplish your goals
You loved to sing your heart out and that is all you ever wanted to do in your life is just to sing and perform
You also have a few genuine true bestfriends from the school that you studied, Hawkins High
Steve & Robin
Max, Dustin, Lucas, Mike, Erica, Will, Jonathan, Argyle, El and Nancy.... you like bonding with them but you and Steve & Robin are much more close
Hawkins, Indiana is your hometown, it's your birthplace, your childhood memories are in there
But the time when your singing career got skyrocketed, you and your family moved to Los Angeles
Your last concert has officially over, your manager Alex passed an envelope from your school, Hawkins High
Your eyes sparkle with excitement, you speedily open up the letter and read what it says
"Hi Agatha, will be having you as our special guest in Hawkins High for our school program this coming Friday, we are thrilled to have you."
You squealed in exhilaratingly while jumping in the process as you place the letter against your chest with a big smile on your face
"I believe it's about your hometown? Isn't it?" Alex says while she takes a sip of her coffee
"Oh! Yes it is! Alex!" You grinned at her and you paced back and forth inside your tour bus and obviously you couldn't wait for it
"Calm your heart down, sweetie" Alex puts down her cup on the coaster while she became apprehensive from your overjoyed discomposure
She kinda regrets showing the letter to you now
you sigh with a breathy laughter "Aw, I'm so sorry, Alex" you smile
"It's just that it's been so long, I missed my family, my friends" you chuckled a little bit as you remembered your memories with your friends
"Good thing, it's your vacation, you can do whatever you want after that" Alex while she looks over to your schedule
Alex is like your big sister, she is so protective of you, she acts very serious but once she loosen up, she is so fun to hang out with, you also chose her to be your own manager, your parents treat her as a part of the family
You sat down on the bunk bed "You could do whatever you want too" you say while you're trying to look at her eyes
she turns around to face you from the small coffee table "you know, I can't do that, right?"
"You sure you can, you just won't stop and try to take a break for awhile like all you do is work!" you straighten up and went for the small refrigerator and grab your pistachio ice cream pint
A small smile tugs at her lips while she thinks deeply "I feel like you're right"
"Well, of course, I'm right" you scoffed and shake your head while you search for a clean spoon
The silverware clangs as you look for one utensil
"What about you? don't you want to get out of the comfort zone and start dating?"
The cold dessert sends glacial through your mouth and it caused brainfreeze
Your face crumpled up while chewing at the pistachio bits from the ice cream
She snickers while watching you and you roll your eyes at her
"You know the reason why I can't just date like that- what if he isn't the one?!?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know that, hmmm" she places her index finger on her chin as she thinks again
You squint your eyes at her while you're scooping the ice cream
"How about we make a deal?"
It made you stop yourself by eating your favorite ice cream as you listen to her carefully
"Once you're in Hawkins Indiana, you'll date someone and I'll be traveling the places that I badly wanted to go, what do you say?"
You nod slowly "I'll say it's a deal then" you extend your arm out to shake hands in agreement
"But one condition, if you don't do what exactly as I said, I'll resign as your manager" she saids jokingly
You jeered on her "in your dreams, Alex" you say as you both shake hands
"Welcome To Hawkins" it says on the roadside
10am is the call time in your school
You've taken a bath, you fixed your hair, you did your makeup
You chose a dark brown polo blouse with black coat and bell bottom and you wear black boots
"Ah! I couldn't wait to see everybody!" You say as you sit down on the passenger seat
"I just know this is going to be awesome" Alex says as she taps her fingers on the steering wheel
"Why do you say that?"
"Nothing, I'm just awating at the anticipation that you're probably the first one going to lose at the deal"
You chortled while putting mascara on your eyelashes "We will see, don't we? Alex?"
Alex parked the tour bus and you ran quickly outside the vehicle
You inhale the summer breeze while closing your eyes for a moment
"Agatha?" someone called you out, you knew who's raspy voice coming from
You open your eyes and you saw Robin waving at you while bouncing up and down
"Robin!" You ran towards her almost knocking her off the ground
She laughs "I missed you too!"
"Where's Steve?" You say in muffled sound
"I'm right here" you pulled back from Robin and see Steve walking towards beside at the both of you
"Steeeeeeve!" Your eyes flickering with so much happiness in them
"I miss you like crazy" Steve says while hugging you
You pulled back while you're chuckled of how you acted seeing them again "I miss you guys so much!"
"Look at you now!" Robin excitedly says as she looks over to your tour bus
"Our little star became the shiniest ever!" Steve says and he booped your nose with his index finger and you giggled
"I'm on my vacation! We can whatever the hell we want!" You smile lopsidedly
"I like the sound of that" Robin smirks to Steve
"Best believe we'll be there" Steve says while throw his arm around your shoulder as they gave you a tour inside of Hawkins High
You eyes roam around the school hallways and you look over to your locker that you used before
There's a lot of changes and new renovations but it still feels the same
Robin nauseated in disgust "Ew- do you remember the time when Jason Carver is so head over heels with Agatha?" her face scrunches up
You groaned "He's not my type and I turned him down politely" you shrug
"He shouldn't been had given the kindness, he is a scumbag!" Steve throw his hands up
You laughed with them and something that caught your eye
Steve and Robin voice became a blur to you
A metalhead cutely smiles at the picture proudly raising his guitar on the school wall
You read the name of his band "Corroded Coffin" with 2 more unknown boys on the bottom, you assume that his bandmates
Your heart begins to race and you didn't even noticed that you're looking at it for hours
"Who is that?" You point at the picture
Steve & Robin stopped talking for a moment as they followed your gaze
"Oh, that's Eddie Munson" Steve places his hands over his hips and he mischievously grin
Robin smirks and they both know what's your type of a guy and you're so dead "We got a crush on the horizon!"
It made you tear your eyes away from the picture and you squeeze your eyes shut
You facepalmed and you put your hand over your mouth
Both of your bestfriends shared high-five right in front of your face
And you knew this would be so fucking unpleasant
The whole school gymnasium is packed loaded filled with a lot of students
Max and everyone is on the backstage
"I just don't get it why you don't date?" Max trying to look at your eyes while you giving yourself last few touches
"It's because, Maxine" you say in a sing song and made her roll her eyes at you
You know she doesn't like to be called like that
"I want a boy that who genuinely loves me! I don't wanna settle for someone who is an asshole" you say as you put back your black coat on
"She got hot shots for our boy, Eddie" Robin snickers
"Oh, do you now!" Dustin grins
Mike, El, Lucas, Jonathan, Argyle, Will, Erica, and Nancy started clamoring
"What qualities do you want from a boy exactly?" Will asks
"kind, caring, supportive, always there for you when times get tough, never fails to make you feel loved and just the perfect man ever" you let your hands fell down on your sides
"I know what I said is too good to be true because I-I know men like that doesn't exist I'm like writing a fictional character" you let out humorless laugh
"Eddie is the answer to your dreams, Agatha" Lucas nudges you with a giddy smile
You got confused "What do you mean?"
"Eddie is kind" El says to you
"He is caring" Mike smirks
"Number one supporter for real!" Erica says
"he's the one who will be there for you" Dustin grins
"He is truly the man won't stop showering you love and compliments" Nancy added
"In conclusion, the best man ever" Steve says as he fist bump to Dustin
"Why are you guys telling me this?"
"It's because he's the one that you're looking for!" Jonathan exclaims
"He has the greatest weed, man" Argyle is obviously high and you shake your head with a smile
"Eddie is our friend even we don't knew him that much but judging by his actions? He is a good dude" Dustin says trying to convince you
Your heart grows bigger and you try not to smile
The conversation went for a brief silence
The principal announced your name and your friends cheered for you
"Eddie might be watching you" Steve teasing you
"Oh, stop it, Steve!" You push him playfully
You grab the mic and greeted the audience
You winced at your friends for being so loud at the backstage and you laugh
"Deep Purple by Black Dog" instrumental starts playing
You started singing and the whole crowd was just in awestruck by your stage presence
You feel happy but also at the same time stress by your friends teasing you about your feelings with Eddie
Much to your dismay, Eddie overheard a lot shouts of joy and he stopped and looked over the gymnasium door window
Of course, he will halt his tracks as he heard the familiar voice and the band instrumental playing
He is shocked and almost collapsed that Gareth and Jeff help him back up to his feet
He grew weak just by seeing you in singing and he always loved you and hearing your powerful voice
You didn't know he has also have feelings for you
"Woah, are you okay- o-ooh- Holy shit!" Jeff jumps in excitement
"Is that Agatha?" Gareth eyes widen while he holding Eddie back up not looking at him
Eddie does not say anything as he pushes the gymnasium doors as he enters inside
His heart might explode anytime soon as he watches you closely
Gareth and Jeff gave each other's knowing looks as they both know how Eddie worships you in secret
even Eddie isn't vocal about it but they knew his about his infatuation with you
at the autograph table, Gareth and Jeff pushed Eddie with your picture on the line
Eddie made a perplexed expression on his friends but he followed them anyways
He wanted to back out as soon he became closer and closer to you
You haven't seen him yet on the line, you're so caught up from all the sweetest messages from your fans
"Oh no, I'm next" he thinks to himself
"Uh- hi?" he spoke, grunting softly how his voice shakes
He sounded so nervous he hates it
You're still signing and you raise your head and back down and back up again your eyes widened
You made a double look at him "it's him" you think to yourself
You're both staring at each other what it feels like forever
Your eyes softens as you stare at him longer "he looks so beautiful up close" you think to yourself
"Just act cool, Munson" he keeps reminding himself ignoring the fact that you're fucking staring at him like he's some kind of a celebrity
The girl he has a crush on is smiling at him
"Hi, Eddie!" You say enthusiastically your excitement to finally see him in person is clearly unshielded and that made him so extremely confused
"You know me?" He points to himself, he is so dumbfounded and you're enjoying this
"Yeah"
"Cool" a smile grows on his lips as he scratched the back of his neck exposing his muscles on his arms
You gasp softly at the sight of it and you drew your attention away from it before you could do anything that is embarrassing you saw his shirt, it says "Hellfire Club"
"You love to play games?" You motioning to his shirt
"Y-yeah, I do, you know D&D?" He clears his throat
"I do, but I still struggle to understand it though" you shrug
A light bulb comes to his mind "I-I could teach you" he smiles sheepishly
Your crush being so shy to you is so cute "I'd love that"
"You w-will?" His smile reaches to his cheeks
You nod and you give the autographed picture of yours
"I will also love to hear you play"
Eddie could just kiss you right away, he couldn't believe his own crush, knew about his existence and his band?
You're the girl that he wants ever since you moved on from another town so soon
"The Hideout" he says plainly
You tilt your head at him and he realizes "I mean, that's the place we perform"
"Oh" you giggled "I'll be there to cheer you on" you wink at him
Your smile and your laughter is music to his ears
"You better go over there before your friends tease you" you jerk your head on the side and Eddie saw Gareth and Jeff clearly controlling their sniggering as they both watch you
He blushes and ducks his head down shyly
"My god, this man is so adorable, I could scream" you think to yourself
"You should come over at my place, I'm having a reunion party going on" you say not making it sound desperate that you want to have him forever
His lips apart at the thought that you're inviting him? He would die for you right now
"S-sure, I'll be there" he grins at you and walks away fast
His cheeks were on hot fire
You prop your arm up the table and rest your chin on your hand as you sigh
You're falling in love so hard with the cutest metalhead you ever laid eyes on
Alex saw the whole thing "I knew it was you" she squeezes your shoulder
You groan while signing the next picture "it was worth it, are you happy now?"
"I am" Alex smiles to herself while she crosses her arms
You thanked everyone and thanked the school staff
You expressed your gratitude and appreciation for everyone who came
You and Alex and your friends headed out towards the exit
You stretch out and immediately folded slightly as you felt an intense pain, you're having abdominal cramps
"Are you doing good, Agatha?" Steve asks, eyeing you in concern
You take a deep breath "y-yeah, I'm good, I'm just exhausted, that's all"
"You should get some rest like you just recently got finished from your tour and did this and now you're going to host a party" Robin always rambles if she saw you in pain
when she rambles really wildly that means she is worried about you
"You guys, I'm fine, this is nothing" you say you wave them dismissively
You know, Steve & Robin won't believe you but they check on you as they can
"How come I didn't knew about Eddie?" You ask in curiosity
"I think for a short amount of time, you've met him while you're just rising up from your career" Steve says
"What? Really? I can't seem to recall it"
"Yeah, you take home your studies instead when you're conflicted with your schedule" Robin added
Even you don't remember it, Eddie never forgets the first time he saw you, you're the only one that he loves until now he didn't knew that he can bump into you again, it's so unbelievable to him, he thought he might never see you ever again because of how popular you are
You're at your house and everyone is in there
Loud music coming out from the speakers
No problem with the food and drinks cause' Argyle got it covered
Everyone is dancing and having a good time
You remove your coat and you're trying not to hold your stomach
You're experiencing dysmenorrhea at the moment but you always ignore the pain that you're having right now
Eddie came with his RV van and he is very nervous
He checks on himself rearview mirror like in the 100th time
He calms himself down while taking deep breaths
"You got this" he says to himself
He's wearing white polo unbottoned on the front with necklace chains hanging on his neck and black denim pants with his Reebok
Of course he would never leaves the house without his rings
He rangs the doorbell and you swing the door open
Your words caught up in your throat and Eddie does the same
You swallowed and chuckled nervously "Hi, Eddie! I'm so glad you came!"
You step aside and he says "Well, thank you for inviting me, my darling"
"My darling" you restrain a squeal you feel so many butterflies on your stomach
Everyone shoots knowing looks at you while they glance at Eddie
Steve, Jonathan, Argyle stole Eddie for a moment
You hissed on another hit of pain again on your stomach
You plastered a smile on everyone but Eddie notices it
You looked amazing but he knows something else is bothering you
Eddie is a good reader when some of his loved ones are distressed
Just by one look, he knows it, he just knows it
The party is doing well as you planned
When everyone is saying their goodbyes to you and hugged you
You want them to stay for more, it's not even that late yet but all of them are like wanting to come home immediately
Eddie is the one who is left behind, who is clueless and confused just like you
You saw Steve & Robin dragging Dustin ass out of your house and you heard their mischievous laughter
Oh, they're up to about something else
You shake your head at them as you watch Steve's car drove away
You suddenly feel nauseated, you cover your mouth and ran towards the bathroom and slam the door shut
You throw up and it feels like all of your insides is gone just how painful it is
This is what you hate when you're time of the month, you have extreme dysmenorrhea
You cancel appointments, meetings, or even shows, if you're having sickness like this
Eddie runs after you but he step outside when he heard the door slam with a bang
Eddie heard your vomiting and is now worried about you, he knocks on the door softly when he heard the water running
You flushed down the toilet and wash your mouth on the sink
You cleared your throat "Um- Eddie- I'm fine, you can go home"
You sound so sick, he can't leave you alone like this
"Are you sure?" He steps back when he saw the doorknob moving and you go outside of the bathroom
You almost fell but Eddie catches you, holding you tightly
"Woah there, sweetheart" he says while he checks on you
You looked so queasy and you bring yourself to look at him and to his hands on your waist
You blinked and he just stares at you
All you can see is care, he cares for you, he hopes that you'll trust him to take care for you
He is so gentle with you and your heart flutters more
Maybe, your friends we're right about him
You say "OW!" while you hold your stomach and Eddie put his arms over your shoulders as he brings you to sit down on the sofa
"Eddie, no- no- you have to go home, please, I'll be fine" you reassure him
"I can't go home if you're like this!" He whisper-shout
You feel fluid coming out from your private area and you rush towards the bathroom again
Eddie watches you and you shrieked
He doesn't think twice of coming after you again
"W-What happened? Are you okay? What is going on?" He asks his tone might be too loud or too high in worry he doesn't care at this point
You open the door a little and he tries to open it wider but you stopped him
His face crumpled up in puzzled expression as he tries understand what's going on
"I-I'm having my period and I don't have anything, I ran out" you winced of what you just blurted out
He saw the period blood droplets on the bathroom floor and your stained underwear
You got embarrassed as you quickly covered all of your clothes out of the way where he can't see it
"I'll be back" he says while he digs up his keys on his pocket
You thought he will be disgusted but he isn't "W-What?"
"What do you need?"
"Uh- 28cm sanitary pads with wings- um- that's all"
You're taken a back with his eye contact and he listens very carefully to you
You can tell he that really does care and it feels genuine
You've never met a guy like that and it made you love him even more
"Clean up and I'll be back in a flash, I promise, just wait for me, okay?"
"Okay" you say softly with a small smile
Eddie only knew about girls having period is normal, he isn't the type of a guy that acts like it's the worst thing ever
Yeah, it does hurts like hell but he doesn't horrid by it, because he knows it's the natural thing that woman reproductive system has....
He had no girl in his life or even in his family, this is the first time that he witnessed a girl having her period
He picked up so many advices from his uncle and his friends of what a girl wants and what a girl needs
Eddie stops over at the 24/7 hour store and he gulps of how many choices at the ladies section
But he picks the one you that asked for, he grabs more just in case, he also taken a note of how you bleed so badly, your heavy flow can't take just one only pad it could gush out of it
So he took the menstrual pants that costs a lot more than your usual pads but he doesn't mind it, the priority is to taking care well of you
He put in his cart some cool fever and balm oil for your aching stomach
He also grabs 3 ice cream pints, pistachio ice cream, cookies and cream, vanilla
He saw you eating those three ice cream flavors
He takes the white cheddar popcorn he saw you eating that as well tonight
He also orders chocolate mousse cake
He shoves everything on the passenger seat as he quickly turns on the engine and droves back to your place
It's been 30 minutes since Eddie left and you're in your bedroom and you're on your pajamas
A hot compress laying on top of your stomach, that soothes the pain a little but you can feel is still there
You heard Eddie came back and he calls out for you
You stand up still wincing at your stomach and you're limping towards at your door
"Eddie, I've been waiting for yo-" you paused when you saw Eddie carrying too many bags
"Are you feeling any better? I bought these!" He says with a cheeky smile while he raising the bags
He puts down everything that he got from the 24/7 store near to you
"I brought these because I-I've noticed how much you bled, I think you need these" he gives it to you
Your eyes glows so much admiration, your heart made a backflip of how thoughtful he is
"I also bought 3 ice cream pints!" Your eyes light up when you saw all of your favorites
"Aww, Eddie, this is so sweet" you say
He became flustered while he shakes his head shyly
"Well, I need to take care of my girl" he grins while he continues to show what he got for you
"My girl?" You raise your eyebrows "you never fail to make me fall in love with you, Eddie" you think to yourself
You watch him and you can't hear of what he says anymore
You appreciate everything of this
You smile in content and you finally found the one that you always been looking for
You're very certain of it
You excused yourself and you headed towards the bathroom
as soon as you walk out from the bathroom he asks "Doing alright?"
"Yeah, I feel much better, thank you"
"You know, I don't feel like I should leave, I could stay" he says, his guts tells him not to do it
You became light-headed as you stumbled back and Eddie manages to catch you again
You fainted right between his arms
"Nope, definitely not coming home just yet" Eddie says
He carried you towards your bedroom and places the hot compress over your stomach and he covers you with blanket
He saw on the bed side table that you already taken a medicine "Buscopan Venus"
He carefully rubs the balm oil on your forehead and you sigh comfortably
He admires your pretty face and how your eyelashes flutters while you're sleeping
He let his eyes wander around your room and he saw the guitar pick necklace that he gave to you before, before you left, his eyes became misty, you kept it after all this time
You woken up and the pain is now gone but you can feel all of your insides are grinding with such pain
The flow is coming out of you is real strong
You looked over to your side and you saw Eddie sleeping peacefully on the couch while he hugs a pillow
You change your position on the side as you taken a chance to look over at his features
"He is so handsome" you think to yourself
His curls touches his cheeks, you loved his scent, you look down on his chest you noticed some of his tattoos peeking out
You remove your blanket and get up and walk towards to him
You crouch down and you can't help but hold his cheek and you caressed your thumb softly not wanting to disturb his slumber
"I love you" you whispered
You smile and take a last look at him before you exit your bedroom
Eddie thought he might be dreaming he heard his crush says "I love you" he changed his sleeping position
You look over to your living room and all of the mess is gone
You chuckled slightly, Eddie cleaned up your house
You walked over the refrigerator and heard someone walking down the stairs
Eddie rubs his eyes and yawns "Goodmorning, what are you doing? why'd you get up?"
"For breakfast? and uh- goodmorning" you say while you grab the bottle of apple juice and placed it on the kitchen table
Eddie noticed something streaming down on your bottom and your period blood goes through straight to your pajama pants
"Honey, you're bleeding"
"What?" while you're holding the waffle batter
He gestures to your pants and you groaned and annoyingly
"Oh no"
"What?!"
You ran back up towards to your bedroom and you saw your bedsheets are now covered with period blood
"I knew it" you say as you remove the bedsheets
He tuts "I got this, clean up and I'll handle this"
"Eddie, you've done enough-" he cuts you off
"Let me take care of you, please" his pleading eyes convinced you otherwise
You sigh in defeat "Fine, the laundry is on the left side"
As you finished freshen up, Eddie is the one who cooked waffles to you
To your surprise, he is an excellent cook
Eddie and you both shared laughs and even eat ice cream pints with you
"Gotta say, I love the waffles" you say as you wipe your plate using your fingers to lick off the remaining whipped cream
"The pleasure is all mine, sweets" he says as he grabs your white cheddar popcorn that he bought last night
You take it and open it up and you shove your hand down on the bag, you crunch one popcorn inside of your mouth
You smile "why are you so nice to me? why is that?"
His cheeks suddenly grows red "it's because I like you" he thinks to himself
"I just wanted to take care of you, that's all" he says avoiding eye contact with you
You bite your lip and you think of your decisions
You have to tell him how you feel
Eddie's mood slightly changes, he frowns a little bit because he is a nobody, he is so out of your league
He is a freak and you're a popstar, little did he know that you don't care of what he is
What you do care is how he treats you like the way you wanted to be treated
He is perfect and he doesn't know it
It's noon and he thought he is overtime staying over at your house
He wished to stay a little longer or he means forever and you think the same
He waves bye to you shyly while he walks towards to his RV van
He frustratingly groans of not saying the truth to you as he opens the door
"Eddie, wait"
You walked behind him
He brings himself around to face you, he thought you feel unwell again
"Thank you, really, for everything that you did today and last night" you smile at him
You can't even bring yourself to say it
"You don't have to thank me with anything, if you need something, just call me, okay?" He says as he pats your shoulder
"Okay, Eddie" you say softly with a smile
You might get melted if you stare at each other again, so you turn your heel and walk away
Eddie watches you, you pressed your lips together and you remember of all the things he did last night and today
Maybe.... You read him wrong, he was just being friendly and you on the other hand expecting something more bigger than that
You frown as you reach for the doorknob you can't even look back at him that way again
You wanted more than just friends
You can hear Eddie's keys jangling and he opens the door, you slowly turning the doorknob of your front door open
"I wonder...." You think to yourself
Eddie shuts the door and put his keys back to his pocket and calls you
He ran towards you
You heard his voice and your heart stops of what you just predicted
You dropped your hand onto your sides and he grabbed your shoulders
Turning you to face him, furrowing your brows as you look at him
You look down where he holds you, he stares at you with loving eyes
He caresses his thumb on your shoulders
Before you know it, he pulled you closely into his chest and he presses his lips to kiss you
You yelped at his action as you watch him closing his eyes as he kiss you fiercely
Your eyes softens with delight, his lips felt good
He pulled back and you pout "I-I'm sorry, I really like you- I do- I'm crazy in love with you, Agatha" he stutters
"You like me?" You say breathlessly
he is afraid of rejection but with you he will never regret that he confessed it "Yes, if you'll have me"
"I love you, Eddie" you say as you pulled him closer to you
You brushed his lips with your thumb and you cup his cheeks with a smile on your face
His heart might come out of his chest, he easily melts within your touch
You slam your lips onto his and his eyes widened but he recovered
He holds your waist tightly and you wrap your arms around him
The kiss was so desperate but burning with desire
He deepens the kiss as he slids his tongue onto your mouth and you mewl
None of you wanted to break the kiss and it felt the like the world stopped moving for a moment
Your eyes became glossy when you both pulled back
You giggled how plump his lips are
"I-I don't seem to understand" he lets out a breathy laugh
"I am so in love with you, you have no idea" you say as you throw your arms around him
You lay your head on against his chest
"But I'm just a-" you cupped his mouth and you shush him
"You're perfect, Eddie, you're an incredible guy" you told him while you pinch his cheeks
He chuckles and as he places a kiss on the top of your head
"You're perfect, you're an incredible guy" your voiced echoed to his mind his insecurity removes it self away from him the second you told him that like it didn't even existed
"I love you so much, Eddie, if you'll have me" you say as you pulled back to look at him
You read his eyes and you can tell how radiant they are- he is the most happiest man in the world
"Are you kidding me? of course, I fucking love you!" He exclaims and you bursted out laughing
He scooped you up and you whooped in shock and you crack up at his action
You hold at him tightly as you lay your head over his shoulder and you kiss his neck
He swing your door open and kicks it close
He sats on the couch and he places you on his lap as he peppers you with lots of kisses on your chest, neck, cheek and your hand
You giggling "Stop! It tickles!"
He snorted "I love you, I love you, I loooveee you" he says as he pecks a kiss to your lips
"I love you endlessly" you say as he clashes his lips onto yours
You can feel him smiling at the kiss and you sigh in comfort
Eddie gave you a piece of chocolate mousse cake as you make a conversation with him
You ate it and you hum on how indulgent it was
You both have the same interest with music, fashion, movies, and life, you find out he was also bullied too
You also have the right amount of friends, quality over quantity....
You've never engage in conversations enthusiastic like this
He made it so easily when you're with him
You can listen to him for hours
Eddie popped up on the VHS player and it starts playing "The Godfather" (1972), you heard the iconic soundtrack while your hands on the sink and you slowly your turn around
He flushed himself on the sofa with his one arm extended on the side and he looks at you beaming, you gasp with a tender smile sitting on your lips
"Oh my... H- How did you know?" you say as you tear off a paper towel to dry your hands
"I saw your poster on your bedroom and I think this is the good time to finally watch this film"
You let your jaw drop and he chuckles "You haven't seen it yet?!?" you're so appalled
"I'm sorry" he laughs "I'm more like into horror, I dig that kind of stuff"
you hum "You're in for a treat!" you say with a wide smile as you sat down beside him and he wrap his arms around you
You look up at him and he is already staring at you "You should expand your knowledge in films too, you're missing a lot!"
"Yeah, I think I need to" he nods
"Oh, yes you are!" you elbowed his stomach playfully and he snorted, you scoff at him "you're so uncultured!"
He dramatically acts like he is being stabbed in the heart and you laugh
You pat his knee "Now, pay attention" as you point at the television
He smirks at you and he squeezes you
you both cuddled up together at night as he embraces you while you bury yourself on his chest
He snuggled with you and kept telling you that you look stunning yesterday and he is so starstruck at your performance
You grin at him and he is worried about your period, you felt a little dizzy, so he gave you a glass of water
"Why do I deserve to have someone like you" you told him as you place the glass on the bed side table
"Because you let me take care of you" he says as you scoot over to give him space and you throw yourself onto him as soon as his on your side and he chortled
You both said "I love you's" a zillion times already
"I love you, sweetheart" he says to you while he rubs your back
"I love you even more" you say as you hug him
It feels so warmth on his arms, you can't even express how joyful you are
It's 6am in the morning and Eddie shuts his eyes when he saw the bright sunlight at the window, he flinches a little
He froze when you moved slightly not wanting to wake you up, instead, he put his arms around you
Caressing your head lulling you to sleep....
Dustin is right "he is a good dude" more like the greatest
🎶"Just trust in me, like I trust in you"🎶
#eddie munson#eddie munson fic#stranger things 4#eddie munson x fem!reader#eddie munson x female reader#eddie x fem!reader#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson cute#Spotify#agirlwholovesrockstarsfics
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Hello my dearies~! Today will be my last post for this year of 2023! (I live in Brazil, so the new year is a little bit more later than in other countries haha)
And to finish the year with a golden key, i decided to post my mini fic of why Oliver (my Oc) decided to give Phantasmo (Fluffpillow’s Oc) a present! 🎁
Hope y’all like it! ;D
“But why did you do it…?”
Oliver: ”…wait, so you’re telling me Phantasmo never got a present from ANYONE…?”
T-oby who was currently in the row of the Walmart talking with Oliver: ”uh, yeah…? Well, of course, aside from me and Viola… Phantasmo never got presents from anyone else. But, given his reputation with the townsfolk and also his “hatred” for Christmas… it… isn’t that surprising…”
Oliver: ”well then… i’ll make something really nice and special for him!”
T-oby with a worried smile: ”uhm, are you REALLY sure about that…? I mean, not really wanting to demotivate you but… you know he can easily kidnap you and torture you and-“
Oliver with a determined smile: “Y-yes… i know that but… there’s also this small possibility of him liking my present! :D”
T-oby: “Alright then: you do you but just so you know that if anything happens to you, I won’t be able to help you, got that? I can’t really go against my dad’s orders…”
Oliver giving T-oby a thumbs up while smiling: “Alright! I know, I know. Now if you excuse me, i have a VERY SPECIAL present to give to a certain ghost! See you later T-oby!”
T-oby giving Oliver a small smile: “See you later! Can’t wait to see what you’re gonna do for my dad!”
One knitting session later…
Oliver seeing Phantasmo all alone in a cemetery: *whispering with themselves* “Alright Oliver, you can do t-this!”
*Oliver approaches Phantasmo nervously*
Oliver visibly shaking with excitement and fear: “H-hi… m-m-mister Phantasmo…?”
Phantasmo giving Oliver a glare: “Hmm?”
Oliver slowly approaching the present towards Phantasmo: “Uhh, p-please…? A-accept m-my present…? Pretty p-please…?”
Phantasmo looking at Oliver with suspicion and talking down on them with contempt: “And who may you be…?”
Oliver scratching the back of their head nervously: “O-oh…! S-sorry…! I haven’t introduced myself: the name is Oliver and… i am a big fan of yours… hehe…”
Phantasmo: “Oh~? Really now? How… “nice”. Say: why on earth are you giving ME a… present?” *Phantasmo uses his ghost tail to put some distance between him and Oliver*
Oliver: “Uhhm… because i think everyone deserves a little bit of happiness…? And also because i… uhm…” *Oliver starts avoiding Phantasmo’s eye contact and starts blushing*
Phantasmo looks at Oliver confused for a second and then, realized what Oliver wanted to say. He then smirked smugly at them and used his ghost tail to bring Oliver closer to him: “Well, well, well~ who would have thought~? You like me like… that. Don’t you~? Hmm~?”
Oliver who became a blushing mess: “i… i…”
Phantasmo shushing Oliver: “Ah, ah, ah~ don’t be shy now, here, let’s take a look at what you did for me, shall we~?”
*Phantasmo takes the present from Oliver and opens it*
Phantasmo looking curiously at the pink sweater that Oliver made for him: “Ooohh~! What a nice color! And it has a faint smell of coffee to it~ say: who told you that i liked these two things? Oh, oh, let me guess: T-oby, right? Did i guessed it right~?”
Oliver sweating nervously: “Y-yes… s-sir… w-well, at least he told me that you like coffee scent… the color i guessed because your eyes are pink s-so… y-yeah… hahaha…”
*Phantasmo then started chuckling mischievously… until he grabbed Oliver’s face violently while grinning angrily at them*
Phantasmo: “Did you seriously thought that i… liked your pathetic present~?”
Oliver: “Well i-“
Phantasmo: “WELL, let ME answer you that: no, I didn’t like your stupid present! I don’t care, you hear that?, I. DON’T. CARE. About Y O U. I am a murderous, deranged and psychotic man! Do you, an annoying little lad, think i would “magically” turn into a nice guy just because you were nice to me~? HA! Please, don’t make laugh~”
*Phantasmo then tossed the gift box very far away and dropped Oliver into the ground. While still holding the sweater into his hands and grinning maniacally*
Phantasmo: “Well, i hope this was… memorable for you, because to me, honestly: i will purposely forget you~ now, bye~ and oh, don’t bother trying to annoy me again, next time i see you, i will turn you into one of my experiments~”
*Phantasmo then fades away from Oliver’s view. Leaving them all alone in the cemetery… Oliver sighs sadly, readjust their glasses and gets up to leave the cemetery*
Meanwhile at the doctor’s mansion…
T-oby: “Ohhh! What’s that dad? Did Oliver gave you a sweater? Nice! And ohoho! Guess he guessed right your favorite color too! Did you thanked them?”
Phantasmo passing through T-oby with a neutral expression while holding the present that Oliver gave him: “. . .No.”
T-oby gasping: “Dad! You can’t be rude to the ONLY person who is nice to YOU! That’s it! You’re going to thank them on the new year!”
Phantasmo looking at T-oby with a mocking smile: “Really now~? And HOW do YOU plan on making me~?”
T-oby smirking triumphantly: “You do know that, without ME, you can’t work on ANYTHING… right?”
Phantasmo: “. . .I hate you. . .”
After the new year…
*Oliver listens a knock on their door and goes to open it*
Oliver: “Hello, how may i help you…?”
*Phantasmo was standing at their doorstep, with the pink sweater on and a letter on his floating hands*
Phantasmo: “Ahem… just… take it…”
*Oliver then grabbed the letter and opened it to read it*
Oliver reading the letter out loud: “My neighbor Oliver-“
*Phantasmo shushing Oliver and telling them to not read the letter out loud*
Oliver apologizing and returning to read the letter, but this time, much quieter: “My neighbor Oliver, have you know that i didn’t exactly hated your present… but don’t get any funny ideas from my approval of your present: i simply didn’t hated it. Sincerely, Dr. Phantasmo…”
Phantasmo starting to blush lightly: “T-that’s it… don’t expect more than this…”
Oliver smiling warmly at Phantasmo: “Would you like to stay a little bit longer for some coffee?”
Phantasmo scratching the back of his head and pulling his collar shyly: “Y-yes… i… that would be… lovely.”
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*goes on anon so u dont hate me* .Edward The Really Useful Engine?
Nonny. Why.
Why.
You musta known this was like lobbing a grenade in my inbox, and you must be looking forward to a blithering rant.
Well, I am gonna give you everything you want.
Welcome to the absolute worst fucking episode of what is otherwise, for the standard-gauge boys at least, a perfectly respectable season.
Welcome to clearly-written-by-committee hell.
Welcome to EtRUE.
Warning, in case you haven't already guessed: I am going to continue to indulge in an absolutely unnecessary amount of swearing.
1. This redo of Edward's theme is so sad. We're 10 seconds in and I'm already depressed. The familiar melody tells my dopamine receptors to get ready for action!
But then there's no joy. Dopamine remains unproduced. This muddy, limping rendition actually makes my houseplants start to droop and wither and my dogs start to sigh.
2. Okay, one positive—the bit where we see James scowling and then at the end of the train a smiling Edward pushing from behind and wryly eying the camera as if to say "yeahhhh... he's in one of his Moods..." is actually pretty funny.
It's a sheet of tissue paper in the coming tsunami of awful, but hey. I'm a harsh grader. But I'm fair.
3. WHY. WHY. WHY ARE WE DOING ANOTHER FUCKING STORY ABOUT EVERYONE WRITING OFF EDWARD BECAUSE HE'S OLD.
WE'VE DONE THIS. WE'VE DONE THIS SO WELL THAT NO ONE WILL EVER BE ABLE TO MATCH 'OLD IRON' OR 'EXPLOIT' EVER AGAIN. THERE IS NO WAY TO WIN THIS GAME EVEN IF YOU ARE A COMPETENT WRITER.
WHICH CLEARLY WHOEVER THE HELL SIGNED OFF ON THIS SCRIPT WASN'T.
4. But #3 isn't even the worst point. If you needed that plot, if you really needed it... it could still work. You could have newbies to the island raise this issue again... if you really want to. You could have waited until next season, when the TVS starts adding (gasp!) BR Standards to the fleet. You could have brought back some of those diesel models that you've been underusing so criminally and actually done something with them.
What they DID do is to give this role of "hahaha, let's Mean Girls edward for the lolz" to... the fucking Big Three.
Guys, the Big Three can be stupid but they're not this stupid. They are not gonna set themselves up for yet another bloody round of Hand Edward a Chance to Humiliate Us Again on a Silver Platter.
And even if they WERE, this is just... sad. Even if we ignore RWS, even if we stipulate that TVS exists in one of those weird universes where time pretty much stands still, nevertheless... at some point if you're going to act like the cast are friends you have to! actually! LET THEM ALL BE FRIENDS!! Like, roasting each other is one thing, hell even complaining right in his earshot that your friend got the bloody special everyone wanted and can't even get it started is one thing, Vitriolic Best Buds is a whole tvtropes page, but essentially saying 'omg send him to the bloody scrapyard already,' fuck my life, CAN THE WRITERS NOT SEE HOW THIS IS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT CATEGORY?
In fact even by the point of 'Exploit' the milder version of this trope was rather tired but we quite rightly don't even notice because that story slapped. Which (spoiler alert) this one doesn't. But the point here is that in the RWS the big three notably, after the 'Exploit,' never go down this road again. They found new bloody targets, like diesels and even (and this is hilarious) Thomas. I can understand why TVS couldn't really use the amazing content of "the big engines start making cracks about how old Thomas is" but seriously. This is just criminally unfair characterisation to the three of them on multiple levels.
Especially Gordon. In this season he's already been designated as the Stupid Ass rather too often even for him... but this is where it clearly goes over the top.
5.
.
..
...
YES HE BLOODY WELL DOES??????????????????????
6. Okay, fine. This is not a railway documentary I'm watching. Moving on.
But it is supposed to be an ensemble series.
So let's go back to that bit of dialogue, shall we? See if you can spot yet another characterisation problem here:
Gordon: Edward is a useless old steampot. He should be retired.
Percy: But he doesn't have tyres????
Thomas: *laughing* RE-tired, Percy! 'Retired' means 'taken out of service.'
The idea that Gordon could be having a go at Edward and Thomas is just chillin', kicking his wheels and contentedly giving vocabulary lessons, beggars belief.
The source for this ep is not a magazine story. Even Andrew Brenner (derogatory) did this better, knowing that Thomas's reaction in this scenario would be to clap back at Gordon and immediately start thinking of ways to pay him out.
But here Thomas is just vibing.
(I hate to smear his great name, but sadly the writer credit for this episode is in fact David Mitton.
As said, I suspect the execs, realizing they had a "main character" who'd not actually been an MC in an episode for four seasons, got too involved in this script.)
6. While Thomas is off in la-la land, Percy takes this not-very-quiet whispering campaign against Edward to heart and frets about it to the point where his driver asks what's wrong. Then the driver goes to the Fat Controller and we have yet another WTF moment.
But before we get there, a note about this bit. Percy's concern for Edward is nice. They came so. close. to doing a good here.
Remember when Edward coached Percy on what a deputation was? And how (hilariously) the big engines then strong-armed Percy into (gasp) talking to the Fat Controller about their concerns?
I could have forgiven everything about this episode if they had been smart enough to have Percy decide to present himself to the Fat Controller as a depot-station and to ask that something be done. That would have been such a smart genuinely heartwarming callback.
But we don't do "smart" or "genuinely heartwarming" this episode. Also, we don't do much of "letting the engines have any actual agency" during this entire season.
So fuck us, I guess.
7. The Fat Controller's reaction to hearing that the big engines are talking shit about Edward is almost as unbelievable as Thomas's. "I shall attend to the matter immediately!"
... You will?
The engines shit-talk each other constantly and he's never once intervened. He's concerned about confusion and delay—he's never cared much about their manners towards each other.
But Jobes, it's Edward who never says a truly mean word, this is a clear-cut case of bullying.
So???? This isn't new!!!!!! Big engines have been running down Edward for the entire franchise so far!!!!! As I complained above!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, but fine. I can accept some explanations here. Maybe no one usually brings this stuff to his attention. Or maybe he's as sick of the "mwahaha Edward is so old and weak" trope as I am and he just snapped and decided he never wanted to have to deal with this shit ever again?
Fine.
So, what would a sane, normal man do? He could just go and scold the big engines, who adorably tend to turn into blushing little kittens when this dude who is one-sixth their height wags a finger at them. If that doesn't suffice, he could stick Gordon on banking for a while? Or just lock them in a shed with a projector showing 'Old Iron' on repeat for as many days as it takes for them to remember that their complaints are fucking idiotic?
No. He decides to show the big engines that they should stop complaining about their colleagues' services by... replacing Edward with Duck.
What. The actual. Hell.
8. Unsurprisingly, when the big engines hear this, they seem to feel themselves utterly vindicated. Edward has been replaced on banking, and by a significantly stronger engine.
Yeah, Topham. That'll show 'em.
9. As an intermission before the (in)glorious climax to this growing dumpster fire of a plot, FC sends Edward to... show Stepney how to run his branch line.
Yes, you read that right.
FC has finally acquired (so it seems?????) one engine who in fact has loads more experience than Edward and he's like "you know what, you should go show this youngster the ropes. i mean, you know those Terriers, famously incompetent at everything."
I. am going. to start. THROWING THINGS.
10. The scene where FC actually gives Edward these orders is utterly unnecessary. This lil' exchange could all have been paraphrased by the narrator, freeing up valuable and much-lacking screentime for the triumphant climax. However, I suppose it DID give Edward a chance to... say a line.
The titular character gets two lines in "his" entire episode.
Because this plot is more convoluted than the footpaths of Cairo. That's why.
So I take that back. The scene wasn't unnecessary. The story would have felt really stupid if Edward hadn't even properly appeared until the end...
Oh wait. The story feels really stupid anyway.
To give credit where credit is due, at least Edward is perfectly in-character. (Meaning he's damn near the only one in this episode who is.)
11. Here, meditate for a moment on a happier world where instead of this shitty story we instead got an episode about Edward and Stepney's time working together:
Would it have been a very quaint, low-stakes episode? Probably revolving around a slightly grumpy passenger or perhaps a sweet mummy bird making a nest in a coach's brakepipe or something else idyllic-ly Christopher Awdry-esque?
Yeah.
But it would have been wholesome and fresh and and it could not have possibly have been stupider than the episode we actually got.
This is actually the bit that makes me think that Mitton's original script got chopped up by a production committee acting like hacksaw-crazy mad doctors. Because it makes me wonder if that Mitton's primary goal in this whole episode was to establish that Stepney now has a branch line firmly on the Fat Controller's railway. It's unclear whether it is 'the bluebell line' and he's just retconning it to be part of the same railway as the rest of the cast or whether he's just quietly transferred Stepney so that they no longer need excuses to keep bringing him back.
Anyway I think this literally the most interesting aspect: just this random interlude where Mitton is establishing some Lore that he clearly wanted to use in future stories.
Too bad we never got them, and instead future writers decided to ignore the opening to use a lot more of Stepney in favor of just rewriting Big Engines Talking Shit About Eddie AGAIN.
12. In a very convenient scene, Duck is conveniently overwhelmed by the trucks as a convenient way to try to force the plot to move forward again.
In a better episode I would accept that Sometimes Things Just Happen, but I'm not feeling too tolerant after the last three minutes of torment.
DUCK? THE TRUCKS GETTING THE BETTER OF DUCK?
SINCE?
BLOODY?
WHEN?
Above: an engine who is about to sue David Mitton for libel
13. I will admit, I legitimately enjoy the trucks' taunting song. Is it incredibly stupid?
🎶🎶🎶 DUCK SHOULD PLAY WITH OTHER DUCKS
COZ HE'S NO GOOD AT PULLING TRUCKS! 😆😆😆
Yes.
But it is the trucks, so their 2 seconds in the limelight at least feel 100% on-point.
14. Maybe when Gordon starts pushing Duck's train we'll get a call-back to 'Double Header' ("Get on, you!!!!")?
No?
It just feels like Gordon would have been cursing Duck out around now.
#LetGordonSayBother
15. Soooooo, for some reason... Edward is available to help? Instead of being on Stepney's branch?? He's just chilling at Wellsworth??? What, having a nap while Duck did his work????
*beat*
Sure. Fine...
Again giving credit where credit is due, at least when Edward is called to help get two stranded trains started again, we don't have to do any of the HiT/early!Brennaisance bullshit song-and-dance about 'ohhhhhhhh, but 😢 i don't know 🥺 if i'm 👉👈 strong enough to do that.. 😢. 😢'
Like I said, I will freely own Edward is 100% in-character throughout this terrible viewing experience. Classic RWS stuff ("I'll come and try!")
Too bad that, despite the title, he's essentially an ascended extra.
16. Okay, thus far the episode was just kind of a meandering mess of odd ideas. In the final minute here, it runs out of the road of Mediocre and vrooms over the cliff of Painfully Bad.
First of all, the big climax is a nothingburger, cinematically speaking. It's been implied heavily that this is difficult, but it's not shown.
One of the weaknesses throughout this season has been that—I don't know how to describe it—the models all seem to be in too short a gear? They start and they stop soooooo quickly that they seem like toys rather than engines. Get the fuck out of my face with But, hur dur dur, they ARE— No. A combination of taking the movements to and from a stop slowly, as well as great chuffing and braking sound effects, used to give these moments a verisimilitude that is sorely lacking here. It's been a problem throughout Season 6, and it becomes egregious in rescue scenes. It made Douglas rescuing Donald anti-climactic. And it makes this anticlimactic too.
Look at some of the great parallel scenes in seasons past. Henry's wheels locked up as Thomas pushes with all his might. Henry's wheelslip when he starts the Flying Kipper. Gordon's difficulty and heavy chuffing in rescuing Thomas from the mine.
Here Edward just ✨ l'arrives✨ and, quicker than you can say "c'mon, lads, let's get on with it!" he's already got "the strange train" moving.
I have a terrible suspicion that someone thought that the effortlessness would make the moment more impressive?
I have an equally terrible suspicion that someone got lazy and thought that they could make the scene Cool by all the rubbish surrounding it instead of by the moment itself?
17. Which brings us to All the Rubbish Surrounding It.
I think the idea for the end of this was meant to be slap Gordon around with a good ol'-fashioned Humiliation Conga Line. Which, legit. Trust me, after the season he's had, he's earned one and so have we.
But the writers didn't understand how to pull one off. It's supposed to be funny.
They went in for "earnest and preachy" instead... very different thing.
I cringed so fucking hard.
Give me "The Fat Controller pointed angrily at the clock" anyday.
(Speaking of whom, hope he palmed Stevie here a tenner after that lil' moment, as was surely pre-arranged...)
18.
Real True Transcription of Me Hissing at the Television:
Show???... don't tell??...
Show! Don't Tell!
SHOW!
DON'T!
TELL!!!
They're kids, David. Your target viewers are kids. This doesn't mean they're categorically idiots.
19. Okay, but at least they got the whole excessively morality-tale thing out of their system...
Fuckin' 'ell!
20.
It's a bad sign when a fucking internet parody author, who thought it would be a laugh to make a fanfic out of the series but have a lot more jokes about cigarettes, wee, and railway sex, was able to make the "apology scene" scene 10000% more emotionally compelling than it went down in canon.
Without even changing a word of the (shitty, shitty) dialogue.
But here we are, not in the warmth of Fandomland, but in cold hard reality. Yes, yes. We get it. Edward is ssooo self-effacing. Certainly he would never needle Gordon the Big Eng...
... oh. Wait.
21. Well, at least it's over. They can't possibly kick us in the 'nads again in the last 4 seconds—
The WHAT??
Wait.
THE PLAN??????
What a mind-screw right before we cut to the theme song, y'all. A reasonable viewer would have interpreted STH's "plan" as just... sending Edward somewhere else. A shitty plan, but at least not an actual plothole.
You mean to tell me, narrator, that the whole "Edward proved he was more reliable than Duck (DUCK!!!!!??????)" bit was according to STH's plan?
That. makes. no. bloody. sense!!!
STH figured the rigors of the job would make Duck stall out?
First of all, it seems shitty to set up Duck (totally fucking innocent in all this) as a goat.
But also this 'plan' is as unrealistic as it was unkind.
DUCK?
THE FUCKING GWR 5700??
NOTABLY WITH THIRTY YEARS' LESS WEAR AND A GOOD 10,000 LBF ON EDWARD????
I DON'T UNDERSTAND???????
I get Edward is Ol' Reliable himself, but the notion that if you sub in Duck sooner or later the engines will beg you for Edward back to help them is absolutely absurd.
At this point, I stomp furiously on this trashcan of an episode and then kick the resulting tin pancake as hard as I can. Hopefully it will get burned up in the ozone layer and never return to darken the face of this earth again.
22. Well, at least the TVS got it out of their system, promised that the conflict of Doubting Edward would be laid to rest, and will surely find new and better material for #2 going forwar—
OH
C'MONNNNNN!!!!
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Rewatching Heaven and Hell
Welcome to “I think I shall never see an angel as lovely as a tree: A Supernatural Rewatch Blog” with Lor and Mace!
Up today, s4e10: Heaven and Hell.
So, turns out Anna is a fallen angel, and Cas and Uriel have been sent to bump her off. Meanwhile, Anna wants to do another kind of bumping with Dean, who's trying to come to terms with his part in the war between heaven and hell (oh, kitten, if only you knew). Speaking of hell, Ruby and Sam come up with a plan to save Anna while also pitting angels and demons against each other, and it works pretty well, save for Ruby getting tortured some and Anna taking it upon herself to juice up on her old grace and blitz the demons herself. Then, at the end, we get a Sitting-on-Baby's-Hood Confessional from Dean, who finally tells Sammy what really happened in Hell and for how long. The boys are become super-fret.
Below is a log of our real-time reactions as we watched. Remember that there may be spoilers for any part of SPN’s 15-season run here. Note also that the nature of our conversation is adult and thus it may contain adult language and themes.
[and we begin:]
Lor:
nnggggg Cas and his poufy hair and his dramatic entrances
Mace:
YAS
Uriel pounds on Dean but Cas just forehead fingers Sam I LOVE HIM
Lor:
YAAAAS
Imagine watching this not having SEEN it before
(I mean, I shouldn't have to imagine but I don't really remember)
Mace:
YES
I don’t remember either
Lor:
"sent the angels to the outfield" DEEEEAN I love you
Mace:
YAS
Lor:
I want to make fun of Anna for "we're in trouble huh?" but honestly the idea that if the Winchesters are scared it REALLY is time to be scared is pretty accurate
Mace:
YUP
can it, Anna. Nobody cares.
Lor:
right?
Mace:
PERKY LITTLE ASS
Lor:
why did it take this show like seven years before they could write a woman less than 50 who wasn’t annoying as hell? (exception for Bella)
YES
Mace:
RIGHT?!
i don’t know that I don’t believe in hypnosis but I can’t understand how anyone could be that suggestive. it doesn’t seem possible for someone to count backwards and make me go into a trance
Lor:
right?
Mace:
suggestable? -ible?
Lor:
suggestestibblitle
Mace:
EXACTLY
Lor:
HOW did Dean not remember this and storm into the empty ready to ungrace Cas? just. HOW.
Mace:
RIGHT?!
Lor:
smarty Sammy
Mace:
YAAASSS
Lor:
I am SHOCKED that Dean thinks feelings are overrated
Mace:
“you guys are… perfect” Um, hello.
YES
Mace:
that = “Cas is perfect"
Lor:
YEAH IT DOES
Mace:
i mean how many angels has he met?! he sure doesn’t think Uriel is perfect
Lor:
Cas has been on this show for about 3 minutes at this point and I care 900% more about him than about Anna and her monologue
Mace:
HE GUYS CHECK THIS OUT Sam for the win
Lor:
RIGHT?
Mace:
YUP
Lor:
LOL
I was gonna say, Sammy, his reality is looking an awful lot like a feverdream these days
Mace:
SNORK
Lor:
I do really like the idea that an angel's grace falls to Earth and becomes a magnificent tree
Mace:
ME TOO
HA! That look from Sam. He’s pretty much done with Anna
Lor:
YEP
poor Dean. he's just been various versions of "what is my life this is above my pay grade" all ep
Mace:
how do they not see this as a big ass bluff?! They need Dean
HAHAHA YES
Lor:
RIGHT?
omg his flinch when she touches him
Mace:
ugh, don’t touch him, hag
ooof
Lor:
stop seducing him he's scared
Mace:
RIGHT?!
you’re not the wings he wants, lady
god, his back
Lor:
LOL
GET YOUR HAND OFF CAS'S HANDPRINT
HOW DARE
Mace:
YEAH
Lor:
seriously feels like the most shoehorned in sex scene ever
Mace:
(Cas will consent to doing it almost anywhere Dean wants, but NOT inside Baby. He can smell her in there still. It’s never come up though because Dean suspects as much and would never.)
YUP
Lor:
I get what they were trying to do I guess, but I mean. they have no chemistry. and Dean doesn't sleep with people bc he connects with them over feelings. that's not how he works
Mace:
YUP
Lor:
and nothing convinces me something about Anna makes him break that pattern
Mace:
I wonder if they’re trying to make some parallel between her and Dean and Sam and Ruby
Lor:
(OMG I love that)
oooof maybe?
they do a really EXCELLENT job paralleling Dean and Cas with Sam and whoever later, so guess they get better at that
Mace:
yeah
Lor:
"HE LIKES YOU"
Mace:
HE LIKES YOU OMG
YAAAASSSS
Lor:
YAAAAAAAS
Mace:
ope Team Free Will, bithces
Lor:
"I guess I just like being a pain in the pooper"
YAS
Mace:
HAHAHAHA
Lor:
Uriel, you're gross
Mace:
YUP
“you’re junkless down there, right?” Is he asking for a friend?
Lor:
HAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA
that line always bothered me bc they're vessels but I guess he doesn't fully understand that yet
Mace:
yeah
Lor:
omg Cas is having feelings over there
Mace:
HE IS
Lor:
actually, I think he does. I think he's falling apart in a flood of feelings of all kinds under there
Mace:
YAS
Lor:
whispers lay me to waste, Cas
Mace:
he can lay me to waste ANY DAMN DAY
HAHAHAHAHA YAS
Lor:
HAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA
YES Dean save Cas
Mace:
OOOH DEAN SAVES CAS
YAS
Lor:
YES
mrrrrf Cas's face
Mace:
YESYESYES
Lor:
i always forget that Ruby bringing the demons was their plan
Mace:
YES
oh Sammy’s face
Lor:
RIGHT?
his voice breaking
Mace:
RIGHT?!
Lor:
the lip tremble and the progression to like one tear
Mace:
YES
Lor:
the tiny sobs he's not letting out
Mace:
and Sam’s agony behind him
I CANNOT
Lor:
HOW DOES HE DO THIS?
YES
"I wish I couldn't feel a damn thing"
GAAAAH
AND all this while Cas is just starting to feel!
Mace:
He envies the angels because he thinks they can’t feel, but Cas is starting to feel because of him
Mace:
OMG LOR
Lor:
MAAAAAAACE
Mace:
Cas is the key to Dean taming those feelings and Dean is Cas’s key to opening up the feels
Lor:
YAAAAAS
[after the episode ended:]
Lor:
I'm so glad they didn't try to keep Anna as a foil/love interest/recurring character and went with Cas. even if they never ever intended any romantic feelings bt Dean and Cas *stares into camera*, Cas is a much more interesting character (the angel considering disobedience rather than the one who already made the choice) and Misha and Jensen are just so dynamic on screen. Anna is fine, but it doesn't come alive the way moments between Dean and Cas do
Mace:
agreed
i wonder if Misha’s already-clear-this-early acting chops were a part of that decision, plus the lack of chemistry with the Anna actor
Lor:
i have heard that that was pretty much exactly it
who knows what is really true or if that is just something that has been speculated and repeated so often for 14 years that it's become "true" but
Mace:
yeah
I remember hearing/reading that, too
Lor:
but beyond that I don't think I've heard anyone who would actually KNOW say anything about it
and they aren't likely to? I mean, you'd effectively be saying the actress wasn't that great. none of those guys is gonna say that about a fellow actor
Mace:
exactly
#watchingspnagain#watchingspnagain 4x10#spn#supernatural#spn meta#spn spoilers#spn 4x10#watchingspnagain acting#watchingspnagain angels#watchingspnagain cas as love interest parallel#watchingspnagain treatment of female characters
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