#he literally sounds like a clown its crazy how is he supposed to be like
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sorry naka choko is actually so funny im dying... margot is like 'hey will lets have sex' and hes like '🤨 lesbian??' and shes like its fine. and then they have sex but the way theyre both so like meh about it is killing me. will is unbuttoning his shirt like 😒😒 i guess if theres nothing else to do😒
#also side not but watching hannibal and alana together is genuinely upsetting for me like i actually hate her so much rn#i love will and margot together they deserve to be best friends forever#i also cant take margots brother seriously#he literally sounds like a clown its crazy how is he supposed to be like#evil???#i dont buy it he sounds like a court jester#hannibal#nbc hannibal#hannigram#naka choko
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The best of friends pt3
Peter Parker x Stark!reader
Summary: So it turns out that you do have other friends. Who would’ve guessed?
A/n: Hello! So.. because i don’t feel like writing the whole fight scene, the events of homecoming already happened before the actual dance and Liz is moving after the school year ends.
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“Am I dreaming or is that you Jason Todd?”
“Yeah its me, don’t cream your pants.”
You laugh, running to embrace your friend, and he catches you spinning you around then putting you down.
“What are you doing here?” You ask breathlessly, “Doesn’t your dad hate leaving Gotham?”
“Well he had a meeting with your dad today, so we made him bring us.”
“Ohh, so that’s the meeting dad didn’t want to go to” You think.
“You’re brothers are here?” You look around for the boys, but not seeing any.
Jason laughs, “Just Tim and Damian, I kind of ditched them at the Tower, I think I would’ve gone crazy if I stayed another second.”
“Aw, were you expecting me to be there?” You tease, grinning wide as the boy turned a light shade of red.
“Oh please, if you were there I think I’d die of boredom” He teases back, a matching grin growing on his face. But before you can answer back you hear Mj shout at you.
“Y/n! Are you gonna keep flirting or can we go on some rides?”
“Yeah Iron baby, are you gonna keep flirting?”
You roll your eyes at the nickname, despite your protests you know he’s not going to stop calling you that.
“Hey you’re not here with anyone are you?” “Um no why?”
You grab his hand and pull him towards Mj and Ned, who were looking at the both of you in shock.
“You’re Jason Todd..” Ned says, surprised to see him here.
“Uh..hi” Jason responds, not knowing what to say.
“Jay and I are friends” You say, “ We hang out at the galas and judge people.”
Jason laughs, “That is not what we do.”
“Oh? So then why do you mean mug people from the corner of the room?”
Mj and Ned make eye contact, having a silent conversation as you and Jason banter.
“So, you’re one of Y/n’s ‘friends that don’t live in the city’?” Mj asks, eyeing Jason and you.
He slings and arm on your shoulders, “ Is that what you call us Y/n?” He turns to Mj to respond but before he can answer Peter and Liz finally make an appearance.
“Oh so you two finally decided to grace us with your presence?” Mj drawls
“Sorry guys, I really wanted this Spiderman plush and Peter was trying to win it for me” Liz says with a giggle. Peter blushes, not taking his eyes off Liz.
You frown at the sight. Frustration growing in your head, this was supposed to be your day with Peter. And now it was ruined.
“You spent over an hour trying to win a little doll?” You said bitterly, making everyone stare at you.
“Ah come on iron baby, we all know those games are rigged.” Jason says from beside you. You tear your eyes away from Peter and Liz, “Rigged or not, I bet I can win a prize before you, Jay-Bird”
“Oh is that a bet?” “Um yeah, I literally just said that.” “Okay fine!”
Then you and Jason are off, running towards the nearest booth that gives out prizes.
“Umm, who was that?” Peter asking, looking in the direction you ran off.
“That was Jason Todd” Liz responds, “ You know, Bruce Wayne's son.”
“What was he doing with his arm around Y/n?” he asks with a frown.
“Well apparently they’re friends, he just showed up. We didn’t even notice him until we saw him spinning Y/n around like a washing machine.” Ned says with a laugh.
“What, so they’re like...close?” Peter asks. Mj and Ned look at each other.
“Um I guess...” Ned says hesitantly.
“Well, I for one, haven’t heard Y/n talk as much as she has been now.” Mj says, a knowing look on her face. Peter made a face, not understanding what Mj was talking about.
“That's true” Liz adds in, “She’s pretty quiet, it’s kinda weird.”
“Well to be fair you two haven’t been exactly talking to her.” Ned defending you, “ She opened up quite a bit after she got comfortable.”
“Yeah, besides, Peter is the one who she knows the best, I wouldn’t be comfortable hanging out with people I just met.” Mj says, glancing at Peter.
Peter didn’t know how to feel. At first he was psyched to be spending time alone with Liz. He didn’t even think about how you would feel when he invited her and his friends on your shopping day. This whole day he was trying to get closer to Liz, he forgot that you hardly knew Ned and Mj. But it was okay, you gained two new friends, and now Peter has a chance with Liz.
He looked at Liz,
“She looks so pretty” He thinks, but deep in his mind, a voice kept bringing up an image of your face.
“Oh shoot” Liz says, “ Hey guys, my mom is here to pick me up.”
“I’ll walk you to the car!” Peter shouts, startling Mj and Ned.
‘Okay thanks Pete!” Liz says, wrapping an arm around his. Peter turns back to Ned and Mj with a grin.
Ned winks back and Mj just rolls her eyes, going to find you and Jason.
As Peter and Liz walk, he starts to get nervous. This whole day he has been alone with her, but now...now he has to leave an impression.
“I had a lot-” “It was really coo-”
The two laugh
“You go first” Peter says.
“It was really cool of you to invite me, I had a great time.” Liz says with a smile. Peter grins, happy that she had a good time with him. and his friends.
“Yeah? I’m glad, I had fun too.”
They finally make it to the parking lot where Liz’s mother is waiting. Liz’s face suddenly looks nervous.
“Hey Peter,” Liz turns to Peter, “ Do you have a date to homecoming?”
Peters breath hitches, “Um..no-no why?”
“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?”
He...he isn’t as excited as he thought he’d be. In fact, this was kind of anti-climatic.
“Y-yeah, of course!” Peter says forcing enthusiasm. Liz’s face brightens and she smiles, pulling Peter into a hug.
“Awesome! I’ll text you with the details later?” She asks, pulling away to get into the car.
“That sounds great” Then without warning, Liz grabs Peters face and gives him a quick peck.
“I’ll see you later Peter Parker.” and with that, she hopped into her mom's car and drove away. Peter stood there, hand on his mouth looking at the spot Liz stood.
For some reason..he didn’t feel as happy as he should’ve.
“What is wrong with me?” He asked himself. He shakes his head and turns around. Ready to walk back to where he last saw his friends.
Turns out, they were all at a booth near the parking lot. And saw the whole thing.
“Dude!” Ned said running up to Peter, “Liz Allen just kissed you! You’re going to HOMECOMING with Liz Allen!”
“Yeah..I am” Peter says, forcing excitement for his friend,” I can’t believe it.”
“Dude! You’ve been pining over her for YEARS! “ Ned shouts, “ You did it!”
Meanwhile, Mj is rubbing your arm in comfort as you hold back tears. You saw everything. Peter really didn’t like you the way you thought. You felt defeated, betrayed even. All those moments...they meant nothing to him. Every moment you held close to your heart.
“Hey, are you alright Y/n?” Jason whispers, sensing your sadness.
“um..no not really...” you whisper back, feeling a tear run down your face. Jason wipes it away before you could.
“Hey, come on lets get you something to drink.” He pulls you away from Mj with a nod. But before he could get far, Peter called out
“Y/n..are you okay?”
You don’t say anything, your back turned to him so he doesn’t see your face.
“She’s not feeling too hot, I’m gonna get some water and food in her, see if she perks up” Jason responded for you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.
Peter looks at the arm, “I can do that” He steps closer to you but before he can touch you, you speak up.
“Don’t touch me, I want Jay to take me.”
And with that, Jason adjusts his grip on you and walks you to a food truck. Leaving behind a disheartened Peter.
You sit on a bench as Jason orders you some food. Alone, you’re able to gather your thoughts and think about what just happened.
“Did Peter really not like me? If he didn’t why did he act so flirty with me?”
It made you mad. It wasn’t fair that he made you feel special then dropped you as soon as someone else came along. He ignores you all day for her, then acts innocent? Screw that.
“Here you go, one greasy ass burger and a bottle of water. We dine like true kings.”
Jason plops down next to you, “So are you gonna tell me whats wrong or what?”
You scoff, “ Wow, you sure have a way with the ladies.”
“Whatever.” the raven haired boy rolls his eyes, “ So what’s up? Is it that Peter kid?”
You sigh and explain everything. From when you first met Peter to now. After you were done, Jason stayed quiet. Digesting what you just told him and trying to find the right words to say.
“Fuck him.” He says simply.
“What?” You say surprised at his comment.
“Fuck. Him” He repeats looking you in the eye, “ Why are you going to waste your time on someone who doesn’t want you? It’s his lose anyway.”
You stay quiet, not exactly knowing how to respond.
Two of you eat in silence, watching parents run after their children, and take in the atmosphere.
“Hey.. we never did finish our bet.” Jason says, standing up.
You look up at him, a small smile forming on your face. “No, I guess we didn’t.”
“Well come on, I don’t have all day.” He holds out his hand, refusing to look at you. You take it, interlocking your fingers.
You walk in silence, faces red but its comforting. It was nice to see this side of Jason. When the two of you see each other, you both have a this fake persona for the media. You couldn’t truly show who you really were. You only caught glimpses of each others true self when you’d sneak away from the crowds. You both hated those stupid galas Bruce threw. Your dad would force you to go so he wouldn’t be alone, and Jason had to go as Bruce Waynes son.
A match made in heaven.
“Here we are.” Jason says, releasing your hand. “Ready to get your ass handed to you?”
“Oh you wish Todd.”You scoff, walking up to the man running the booth.
“Hello little lady, three bucks for a three chances.”
You hand him the money and get the balls. It seemed simple enough, toss the balls, knock down the clowns, win the prize.
You wind your arm back, and throw the ball with all your might. You end up knocking down two out of the five clowns down. You go again, getting the other three.v
“You got a good aim little miss. What can I get for ya?”
“The Iron man please.” You hear Jason scoff from his place behind you, “ Oh, is someone a little salty he lost the bet?”
“Whatever princess, it was pure luck.”
“Luck? or years of training with an expert marksman?” You say referring to the times you trained with Clint.
“Whatever.” He says rolling his eyes.
“Aw come on Jay bird, don’t be so salty.” You coo, “ Here, something to remember me by.” You hand him the Iron man with a smirk. He takes it with a sigh, trying to hide the smile forming on his face.
“Yeah yeah, come on let's go play that booth with the balloons.” He takes your hand, dragging you to the booth.
It turns out to be a game with water guns. You both race to make the balloon pop. Jason wins at this game
“Ha” He says turning to you with a smirk. “ Aw, come on Princess, don’t be so salty.” He turns to attendant “ yeah can i have the Red Hood, thanks”
He hands you the Red Hood doll, “ Here, something to remember me by”
You roll your eyes, “ Don’t you use my words against me.” You take the doll, looking it over, “ Hey, why the Red Hood?”
Jason freezes, as you caught him in a lie or something. “Uhh, cause...he’s from Gotham, and so am I...”
You squint at him, finding his response weird, “Um, okay?”
He looks relieved with your acceptance. Weird.
He takes your hand again and you both walk around, catching up on stuff you’ve missed in the months you haven't seen each other. While you were talking, you could’ve sworn you saw a flash of light from the corner of your eye.
Oh well.
“Hey guys, over here.”
You both turn to see Ned and Peter.
“Hey, where’s Mj?” You ask as the two boys walk up to you and Jason.
“She had to leave, her dad picked her up a few minutes ago.” Ned replied, “We were coming to look for you guys.”
“Oh, are you ready to go?” You asked, “ Is anyone picking you up Ned?”
“Nah I’m spending the night at Peters, we’re gonna watch Star Wars.” He says excitedly.
Jason snorts, and you elbow him in the stomach, “ I happen to like Star Wars very much. And even if I didn’t, don’t be a dick to my friends.”
“Sorry man, you just reminded me of my...brother, Tim. Sounds like something he’d like.” Jason says apologetically.
“I’m friends with Y/n Stark..” Ned whispered.
Peter was quiet, he hasn’t said a word since he saw you and Jason laughing together. His mood worsened when he saw your intertwined hands.
“So, you’re feeling better.” Peter states, avoiding your eyes.
“Um, yeah...guess I just needed some food in me.” You mutter. An awkward silence coming over the group.
“Hey are we going to ride the subway? It sucks going on there at night.” Ned says breaking the silence.
“Is it? I know I hated walking around at night back home.” Jason says with a frown.
“Yeah man, my mom had to work late one night and she said she saw two homeless people getting it on.”
The four of you cringe at the thought.
“I’ll call Happy” You say pulling out your phone. You walk away, letting go of Jason's hand.
The three boys are left alone, not exactly knowing what to say to each other.
“So...how do you know Y/n?” Ned asks
“Oh uh” Jason goes to say how he knows you when he stops, he noticed how Peter’s mood seemed to worsen when he saw him with you.
“Me and Y/n ditch galas together.” He says, “ We sneak into my room and...play games.”
Peters face darkens, “Play games?”
“Yeah, you know”
“No. I don’t.”
“Interesting..” Jason thinks to himself
“Like poker and shit”He replies, “ She’s shit at it, but i like seeing her get all happy when she wins so I let her.”
Peter smiles, knowing how happy you get when you win at games. Then frowns, knowing that Jason has seen you the same way he has.
“Hey, whos that?” Ned asks, “ He’s been looking at Y/N for a while now.”
Peter and Jason whip their head towards where Ned was pointing. Low and behold, there was a guy staring at you. You, too busy on your call with Happy, weren’t paying attention to your surroundings.
The guy looked like a creep. His eyes roaming your body as if you were a piece of meat. It was disgusting. But before Peter could do anything, Jason was already striding towards you.
Now, Peter was strong, but he wasn’t too intimidating out of his suit. But jason? Jason was massive, even for an eighteen year old. He was tall, very well built, and just had this dark aura around him.
Peter didn’t like him.
Meanwhile, you were chatting to Happy about the where you were, apologizing for calling him so last minutes.
“Thanks so much Happy, I’ll see you right now.”
“Yeah yeah.” He hangs up. You chuckle putting your phone back into your purse. Looking up you see Jason striding towards you.
“Hey i just-” He cuts you off, harshly slamming his arm above your head and leaning in close.
“Theres a man staring at you.” He whispers, “ Right over there.”
You follow his gaze, seeing the man who has a frightened expression. Jason was sending a death glare his way that could have frightened Batman himself. The man scurries off without a second glance.
Jason gently thumps you on the back of your head, “See what happens when you stand there like a space cadet.”
‘Oh..I was?”
Peter and Ned walk up to the two of you
“Y/n, you have to be more aware when you’re by yourself.” Peter scolds.
“He’s right, or its going to be your own damn fault when someone kidnaps you.”
“Oh right.” You say standing up straight and alert. Jason rolls his eyes.
“We said when you’re alone.” “Right.” you say still alert.
“You don’t have to worry about it when you’re with me, you can space out whenever you want.”
“Oh? You gonna protect me Jay-bird?”
Jason just smiles, not responding as he looks away from your face.
“So, is Happy coming or what?” Peter asks rudely, taking you by surprise. He’s never talked to you like that before.
“Um..yeah he’s on his way.” You respond, “ He should be here in a few minutes.”
Peter nods. Yet another uncomfortable silence falls on the group.
You start walking to the entrance, and without a word the boys follow you.
You don’t get it, first Peter ignores you all day and now he’s mad at you? What the hell is he playing at?
“So I’m assuming you’re staying at the Tower?” You ask Jason, “ Your dad would be blowing up your phone if you weren’t.”
“I turned it off” Jason says with a smirk, “ I’m sure they’ll be alright.”
You laugh at his antics, knowing that he’s gonna get an earful when he gets back. Then. from the corner of your eye, you see Peter roll his eyes and glare at Jason. Ugh, what a weird day.
Finally Happy, shows up. You pile into the car, a tight fit with all four of you, but you make it work.
The tension in the car is so thick you can cut it with a knife. Happy doesn’t even make any comments, he just drives to Peter’s house to drop him and Ned off. As soon as he gets there, he jumps off the car as if something bit him. Going into the building without a goodbye. Ned just awkwardly smiles and says bye, then follows Peter into the apartment.
“Okay...That was weird.” Happy says, “What happened? Usually the kid won’t shut up.”
“I have no idea. He’s just being a dick I guess.” You respond sourly. Looking out the window, signaling that you were done with the conversation.
You finally get home, exhausted physically and emotionally. As you ride the elevator, you think about today's events. So much has happened today it makes your head spin. You were,’t even paying attention when you got to your floor, Jason having to nudge you to get you to move.
“Jason.”, you hear a deep voice rumble. You look up at the sound and giggle
“Looks like you’re in trouble Jay-bird.” “Shut up, please.”
You laugh again, “It’s lovely to see you again Mr. Wayne, are you staying at the Tower tonight?”
“Hello Y/n” Bruce says, “ It seems so, seeing as my son has been missing all day and we’ve missed our check in time.” He glares at Jason.
“Aw come on Bruce, we’ll all have a sleepover, bread each other’s hair and tell secrets” You dad says coming out of nowhere. He pecks the top of your head.
“Hey kid, how was it?”
“Ugh, don’t even get me started” You say rolling your eyes, “ How was the meeting?”
“Ugh don’t even get me started.” Then he turned to Jason, “ Hey, didn’t know you were a fan.”
You laugh, knowing he’s referring to the plush you won for him. “Where’s the rest of the boys?”
“Damian fell asleep and Tim is in your fathers lab tinkering.” Bruce responds, “ I was about to head to bed.”
“Oh me too, I’ve had quite the day.” You hug your dad, “ Night pops.”
Then you turn to Jason, “ I had fun today Jay, thanks. Good night Mr. Wayne.”
And with that, you walk off to your room, desperate to shower and sleep this day away.
“So, care to explain why your phone was shut off?”
Yikes, poor Jason.
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It’s been brought up to me that a lot of my content is Isekai based. However I didn’t want this to be a Ieskai HC post. Instead let me tell you all about a stupid thing I came up with as a kid that I’ve been meaning to make into a fic for so long.:
What if the characters you play actually can feel your presence and/or can hear your commentary when playing?
Fair warning I never play Hyrule Warriors and Twilight Princess so let me know if I got things wrong.
Head canons under cut!
General head canons (These are all platonic headcanons btw.):
- Let’s say that the simple reason that you are here was to help the chain. Think of it like you’re the groups companion on this journey. Who better then someone that knows about each hyrule?
- The people who dealt with a lot of magic recognize you at first. The others need a bit of a push to connect the dots but everyone gets there.
- The connection wasn’t as strong at times during their original adventures, so its not like they could always hear you or sense you.
Time:
- You saw him and it was clear he has another sibling now.
- Time knew you where telling the true, that you followed both of his adventures however he wasn’t going to be fully open to you.
- Guess who isn’t scared of Time? You.
- Literally at one point you’ve pointed at Time and with a straight face says “thats a child”.
- This is also how the chain found out that Time actually fought the moon technically.
- “You fought Majora on the moon while it was falling. That’s not the same thing.”
- You meet Malon and it was an awkward first meeting since how do you explain this in the first place.
- Yet the two of you got along amazingly.
- When you and time are alone you instantly ask Time if he knew how she got the cow in his house. He kinda just… stares at you? Like you just met his wife and thats what your asking about?!
- The answer was that he wasn’t sure how she did that but the cow isn’t in his old house anymore. Since different timelines and all.
- It’s honestly weird for him to have someone remember both of his adventures in confidence.
- All be a little awkward hearing someone go, “oh yeah! Time had to do something similar.”
- Early on Time did go over boundaries since he really doesn’t like to talk about his adventures to much.
- So instead you both agree to be as cryptic as possible or at least there is an attempt on your part. Since your the only other person that can confirm or deny his claims.
- And no. You also don’t know his true age. But your guess is the closest.
Twilight:
- Since he is one of the Link’s that is drenched in magic, he recognizes your aura instantly.
- Chaotic sibling energy.
- If he is giving Wild or any of the other Link’s a hard time you are by his side calling Twilight out. Unless if the person in question did something truly idiotic then you let him go off.
- Speaking of, you call this man out as much as you possibly can. Like hell if you’re going to let the others think he isn’t a gremlin.
- He did try to stop you by covering your mouth but you licked his hand. So…. guess what he isn’t trying again unless it’s necessary.
- Somethings are kept a secret though. Since he did live through it and even if it was stupid he still could of gotten really hurt.
- You both play good cop, bad cop to the younger Links all the time.
- Twi is surprisingly very open with you about his adventure, to finally talk to someone about it with out having it sound crazy is nice.
- He also has some questions about you and your life. Since before this adventure started you just disappeared.
- The two of you honestly get along like two best friends who haven’t seen each other in years but still can banter like its the good old days.
- Knowing only small amounts about what they all been through it’s nice to know that you’re looking after the others as well.
- That feeling makes him really push himself to protect the family he has here and luckily you are here can smack him upside the head before lecturing him.
Warriors:
- heeeeey… you know what happen the last time he met someone that was suppose to be watching over the hero’s spirit?
- Yeah, so….War’s isn’t so keen on trusting you like some of these Heroes.
- You seem nice and not obsessively crazy. If anything what makes him decide to give you a chance. It’s seeing you get along with the other Heroes post battle or around the campfire when you think no one is watching.
- The moment that he recognizes you. You were cursing out some monsters and calling Dink every name under the sun. Which he actually remembers hearing your panicked voice briefly when fighting Cia.
- Anyway, you guys are a sass duo and even a trio when you get Leg involved.
- You steal his scarf sometimes with Time and Wind’s help
- He finds you and Wind wrapped inside of it leaning on time and his heart just- clenches, he has more siblings now!
- Then Warriors realizes he has another sibling… another sibling that will prank him…
- You two can be found discussing tactical strategies. Mostly him teaching you though since depending on the person not many people will know how to lead an army. Yet he is a good teacher and you catch on pretty quickly.
- Same with Twi, Warrior’s needs someone to pull him back sometimes it seems. Who better then to remind him then the person that already saw his lowest moment when his ego got the better of him?
- Seriously speaking. He wouldn’t come to you to talk. If anything he will try to avoid you if he wasn’t his best. In his head he has a reputation to uphold. Which will lead to a heart to heart. No sass. No banter. Just you and him sitting down to remind him that he is human.
- He needs a hug. Please give him a hug.
Sky:
- Sky actually didn’t recognize you at first!
- Yes he felt your presence and hear your voice in his adventure, but that was a while ago at this point. Also he isn’t as connected to magic as the others are.
- He does slowly befriend you despite everything.
- It wasn’t until you referred to a certain demon lord as a ‘B*tch A** Clown’ and a flood gate of memories open up for him. Memories of you cursing out Ghirahim, calling the imprisoned an ‘avocado with feet’ and so on.
- Nothing really changes between you two honestly, he just accepts it.
- If anything he becomes more open to you about everything, setting clear boundaries on what he doesn’t want to bring up. He will tell everyone about the curse eventually, but just hasn’t found a good opportunity too. Things like that.
- You do have to argue with Sky that the curse wasn’t his fault since you were also there when it was put on him, also the fact that he didn’t asked to be cursed in the first place.
- Most of the time you two are together its to get away from the chaos that the group of nine heroes could bring.
- Walking or sitting in silence is how you two end up most of the time together. It may not look like you two are bonding. There are some days while Sky is wood carving you would work on your small hobby as well. Then there are days he plays the harp and your reading.
- Despite it all he really enjoys the peace you bring. There is a sense of comfort that you have.
- When you and Sun finally meet. The first thing you ask him is to be invited to the wedding and it may or may not been in front of her too…
Wild:
- The recognition was really slow for him like Sky. Since Wild just got off of his first adventure he didn’t actually notice you were gone.
- It was until he realized that he couldn’t hear your panicked voice or snarky remarks when fighting in his head. That he finally realized you where outside of his head. He was quick to connects the dots after that.
- There was a moment where he didn’t know how to react since he just figured that you were just from his imagination.
- He now has another adventuring buddy with Hyurle! Though luckily you do keep the both of them from harm. Mostly because if something happens to them you will get in trouble with like Twi and Leg and thats never fun.
- Though you have your moments. Shield surfing and paragliding are on top of that list and Wild is all up for teaching you the ropes.
- The topic of the history of hyrule gets brought up a lot with the two of you. Since his era has a lot of connections to the past era’s. He is all up for learning about what came from where. Soon theories start to fly about.
- When You, Him and Flora are finally all together. There is nothing stopping you all from bouncing off theories. With your outside knowledge mixing with what they know. Things start to fall into place.
- The answer to why the timeline is like this doesn’t get answer. But hey! At least you all are having fun!
- If you can’t cook he will teach you that too! If you can! Well buckle up your going to share your knowledge with him whether you want to or not.
- Once you know how or get used to cooking while camping, you help him out a lot and its these moments where you both talk the most.
- It’s comforting to him to know he wasn’t alone this whole time.
Legend:
- As soon as you two locked eyes he felt instant dread. Yes he knew. No he isn’t going to opening up to you.
- Playful Insults to bond? Yeah that’s literally how he talks to everyone so no special treatment.
- He keeps you at a distance but its not actually working.
- You talk about his adventures so casually like it happened a few days ago. You avoid Link’s Awakening though. If you got hurt with the plot twist then you could only imagine the pain Leg went through.
- “I’m still trying to process the fact you married a tree.” “Hey remember that one time with Yuga, you slammed face first into a wall so hard you knocked yourself out?” “God do you not wear pants because of the fish thing?”
- This relationship is literally: Only I can bully this one.
- He fears the moment you meet Ravio and Fable knowing full well you all will bond over teasing him.
- Overall though he knows you got his back no matter what, to the point he finds himself confining in you slowly.
- Guess who is also teaming up with Hyrule to get Legend to sleep. It you.
- Once you probably have forced him to sleep by getting wolfie to lay on him. It was the wolf or yourself. In the end it was both of you and he was trapped.
- A sign that he was becoming soft towards you was when he started sharing his items with you. He trusts that you know how to use them and if you don’t he is actually willing to show you.
- He regrets giving the bee badge to you.
Hyrule:
- Another person that is drenched in magic. It only took one look at you for him to realize who you were.
- The two of you were awkward as anything at first. Since to you he never really spoken in his adventure so you didn’t know how to picture his personality.
- There’s a lot of mystery in your mind about him since again there isn’t much to go off of with what your given in game. It’s weird for him to hear about how you interpret his personality from that perspective.
- Hyrule didn’t honestly expect you to try and befriend him tbh. It mostly him over thinking it.
- You do follow him sometimes when he wants to wander around and explore. Mostly because you claim he finds the coolest things when he does.
- But its just a excuse to actually get to know him.
- The two of you trade stories and questions about each of your lives. There might be things you know that he might not know of about his adventure and his hyrule.
- Of course never going into to much details since there are things you couldn’t tell him.
- Hyrule honestly was dreading the day you all would land in his Era. He loves his home but is also very aware of it not being the most…welcoming place.
- So it’s more then surprising to him that there is even more then the glint of familiarity and excitement on your face. Knowing full well what dangers where a head of you, you still were open to exploring his world to the fullest.
- It’s honestly refreshing to see someone love his era as much as he does.
- Another boy that needs hugs, please give him a hug.
- You both cheer each other on though.
- This relationship is just aggressive support between you two and the others.
Four: (I’m actively mixing the Four Sword game and manga just to be clear.)
- Not sure if he would know exactly who you where since during the second adventure your voice and presence bounce between the four of them.
- Yet I also feel like he took after you because he was a child in his first adventure, which worries you a lot. Since you did have choice words for Vaati.
- The first to realize was Vio then it went Blue, Red and Green. Despite being in the same head it was just a theory they had over all. They all had their own ways of confirming it.
- Vio noticed the small things you do around Four. Like not stepping on their shadow, and covering Four when things got chaotic in their head. Small references here and there. When the two of you are alone he almost quizzes you about things. Just to see how much you know and to see if your telling the true or not.
- Blue recognize your mannerisms being something he picked up on during the first and second adventure. Only vaguely since again he was a child / there was only a small part only with him. Your fighting banter when your in battle made you see where Blue got his colorful language from…
- Your comfort was what clued Red in. He remembers your presence more clearly then the others from the first and second adventure. It was a comforting (yet chaotic) presence in their adventures that he latched on to. More so from his first adventure since as a kid he made an imaginary friend to process the fact he could sense and hear your presence. When you came back in the second time around it felt so natural for Red to have you there and really helped make him go forward through his small journey.
- For Green? It was a lot of things but when he see’s you treating each color differently when they are in charged. It’s a refreshing sight to be honest. He just enjoys hearing and seeing that his brothers had someone to confide in. Even when they switch who is in control you some how could tell and spoke to them accordingly.
- They were all some what surprise that none of the others picked up on your treatment of him swapping so much. Yet their also glad because their not ready to reveal themselves quiet yet.
- As Four or as you nicknamed him ‘Rainbow’ the two of you tend to sick together when the world’s shift around. Since his body needs more time to recover.
- You two are another pair that cheers each other on when the moral is low.
- He introduces you to the Minish! Getting you a jabber nut so you can speak to them too. You can’t shrink down to properly talk to them so this was the next best thing.
- The four of them makes you a dagger to bring home to remember him by, there’s a kin stone imbedded where the blade meets the hilt.
Wind: (hello self projection my dear friend)
- Wind didn’t recognize you ether at first, yet he didn’t even blink when you join everyone. He was fully on board with getting a new member and is easiest the most opened.
- It was when you two are alone together that something clicked in his head. You see during the Wind Waker he was alone most of the time when he was on land. So he had to face a lot by himself.
- Having you was reassuring to him when facing some of the monsters alone, especially with the puppet ganon fight. The two of you both agree that it was creepy.
- CHAOTIC SIBLINGS PART 2… well kinda
- Wind is a lot more mature then you realized but you two still have those moments.
- You, Aryll and Grandma get along too! So he and his family basically sees you and the chain as family.
- Pranking buddies! You’re targets would never know. Mostly because your covering up for him. You two team up with Four and Wild so the pranks can get chaotic at times.
- No matter what age you are compare to him and if your ok with it he does like platonic physical affection. Your going to be trading off with Warriors a lot of the time for cuddles or it’s the three of you together.
- You teaching him our worlds sea shanties and him teaching you his? Heck yeah! Even making up songs with the others is something on the table and in the works which is nice.
- It’s another thing to bring back home thats personalized!
Honestly since I’ve written all of this down I want to write the fic more. Though I’ll probably not only because idk if people would even read it lol. So it will just be a bunch of head canons. Anyway rambling is done.
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Hinata, Kageyama, Nishinoya and Tanaka finding out you practice to join their team
Ship: Hinata x Male!Reader / Kageyama x Male!Reader / Nishinoya x Male!Reader / Tanaka x Male!Reader
Warnings: none
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A/n: @coffee-stars I am SO incredibly sorry because I accidentally deleted this request like the clown I am but I could get it back😩
Anyways- I wasn’t really sure if you wanted the reader as the characters s/o so I just wrote it like that. If you want them to be platonically lmk and I‘ll edit it!
Shoyo Hinata
you’ve managed to practice for a good month now without anyone knowing
But not any longer bestie👹
Hinata is on his way home, but has to take a different route today
But you didn’t knew that
So you were just practicing spikes, when you suddenly hear a crack behind you
The ball drops, you turn around
You’re definitely surprised to see your boyfriend standing there like 🧍♂️
„Y/n? What are you doing here???“ pls poor baby probably thought you ran away from home or smth like that
I mean
He‘s worried! Why would you be in a park all by yourself when its already dark outside?
But as soon as Hinata sees the volleyball which dropped to the ground earlier he starts to understand
No because you literally hear it click in his head
oh?
OH!?
„Y/N FOR WHAT ARE YOU PRACTICING? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS ALL BY YOURSELF? DID YOU-“
Please shut him up for like a minute because he screams so loud and almost stops breathing
After he calms down you explain to him that you want to join his team
HE GETS SO EXCITED
„WHY DIDNT YOU SAY ANYTHING? I COULD‘VE-“-,,Shoyo, breath!“
Will absolutely help you from now on
If you’re training to become a middle blocker too, he‘ll be so excited and would love to teach you things
but if you on a different position, he‘ll be proud too but ask his teammates to help you too!!
Hinata will tell Daichi about you
He‘s so happy to be able to play with you against other teams
Tobio Kageyama
It’s already pretty late when practice finishes
You told him your family needs your help, that’s why you can’t walk home with him today
And he’s okay with that!!
So when he hears a ball bouncing against a wall and stuff, he expects anyone but you
Kageyama will just quietly stand there and you don’t even notice him💀
But when he notices that you’re practicing how to set and also how you kind of include some of his habits?
MENS B L U S H I N G LIKE CRAZY LET ME TELL YOU
🗣ayo, Y/n get yo men🗣
Then he walks up to you, having a small pout on his face
You didn’t think someone would see you so you flinch when he grabs your wrists
He’s still avoiding your gaze🧑🦯
„You hurt yourself like that“
AJKEHFNJKW
Then he’ll teach you how you properly set
Dumbass asks you literally HOURS after teaching why you’re practicing here and what’s the reason for it
And when you explain that you want to join his team, he‘d kind of blush again
„Why didn’t you say anything? I could’ve helped you.“
Kageyama also will talk to Daichi to let you join
Even if he’s awkward with all that stuff, he’s happy about playing with you
Everyone is jealous of you because when you make a mistake, he’s not rude to you AHAHAH
Yuu Nishinoya
You’re (once again) training your spikes in your own garden
You sigh when the ball wont land where its supposed to land
When you jump and hit the ball again, you’re surprised to hear a different sound
Did you hit someone?!
You’re quickly back to the ground when you see your boyfriend standing in front of you
„Babe, that was amazing!?“
He actually wanted to give you something you forget in school, but seeing you practicing some spikes? HELLO?!
„Do it again! Give me another one!“
After a pretty long time you tell him, that you’re practicing to join his team
And since Nishinoya is your official no.1 simp hes going to be your biggest supporter in volleyball now too
He really has your back and convinces you to practice with him in the gym
And when Daichi sees how you play, he invites you to join their team
Another candidate who will almost jump outta the bus to play with you
Like - he was already excited to see you on his games to cheer him on
But now you’re playing with him?
Men’s on cloud seven
Will praise you like a god when you score a point
Literally every single time
„THATS MY BABE!“
Ryuunosuke Tanaka
You’re practicing in the gym during lunch break
And you could do that because no one was there to interrupt you
Walks in on you and goes 😃😄😃
Then he‘ll cheer with no shame🥲
„👏GO Y/N👏YOURE DOING GREAT👏KEEP GOING!👏“
Tbh he almost transforms into a cheerleader
You just spin around like 👀👄👀
„RYUU WHAT ARE YOU DOING-“
Tanaka will praise you to heaven and back and eventually ask you why you’re practicing here and how long you’ve been doing that
After he knows everything, baldy will immediately go and get daichi
from now on you’ll practice with the whole team. you don’t have a choice😀
And since Tanaka is your biggest fan now, saeko will literally pop off
On y’all’s next game, she has merch, calls the two of you „volleyball couple“ and chears the loudest next to your boyfriend
You and Tanaka have a special hand check everytime one of you scores a point pls😭
Daichi is going gray with the two of you istg
#haikyuu headcanons#haikyuu x reader#karasuno#karasuno x reader#hinata x reader#hinata shoyo#kageyama x reader#kageyama tobio#nishinoya x reader#nishinoya yuu#tanaka x reader#tanaka ryuunosuke
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A good place to die Chapter 26 (smut)
Warning: Harsh language, violence, smut
He was all over me, literally. Whilst he kept my lips and tongue busy with his, his hands roamed across my body, gently caressing every square inch of it. The last tattered remains of my clothes fell off, but his silken gloves kept me warm against the cold air. I sucked on his lower lip to encourage him further, and in response he leaned into me. The sensation of his touch multiplied, and during a breath pause to draw breath I opened my eyes. Penny had sprouted another two pairs of arms, giving him a slightly spider-like appearance.
Whilst he played with my hair, he simultaneously worjed my erect nipples, kneading them; pinching them just enough to illicit a sweet stinging pain. And all the while his hands wandered down further, along my hips, in between my thighs. I pressed harder against him, the familiar desperate yearning overcoming any sense of self-control I had left. There needn’t be any more barriers between us, nothing to separate us – I had been inside him, literally, for fuck’s sake – and I tore at his clothes, fighting against the last veil of silk that stood between us.
His chuckle was barely audible, more of a deep rumble that went through his body right into mine. The hands in my hair disappeared and the pressure against me lessened, but before I could protest his fingers slipped inside me. My insides clamped down on him in an unconscious effort to pull him further along, and their effort was rewarded; Penny’s finger went deeper and deeper into me, as if they were growing in length. The weirdest sensation filled my stomach – his gloves, he must have popped his gloves – and a heartbeat later he touched that sweet, sweet spot.
I screamed as the orgasm hit me like a sledge hammer, but Penny was nowhere near done. His body pressed back against mine, finally rid of clothes and all decency, and he held me so tight I was no longer able to breathe properly. He was still mercilessly working my pussy, but another hand made its way between my ass cheeks. I briefly and very feebly thought about protesting, but in response he pressed against my G-spot again. Whether it was because I was dripping wet or by some transformation of his, his fingers quickly spread some hot liquid around my asshole. Then he inserted one.
One moment, there was the sensation of having soiled myself; then he pushed through the barrier and there was some pain. It didn’t last long, though, as having him inside both front and back quickly overwhelmed me. Still, it wasn’t enough for him. His tongue swelled up, almost forcing my jaws apart, and picked up the rhythm of his fingers as it thrust deeper and deeper into me. As he had swallowed me whole, enveloping me completely, he now filled my up with himself in every way possible. I no longer could feel any ending to my body, nor the beginning of his; all of my senses were filled with him alone.
Again, there was a brief pause as he withdrew his fingers from my pussy, then he shoved his dick into me. I came immediately, and this time it lasted. Wave after wave hit me, eroding my sense of self further and further. Something was different from all the times we had had sex before – something inside me had changed. It resonated with Penny in a way that was difficult to understand – like two sound waves with just the right frequency to suddenly amplify each other.
That resonance almost tore me apart, and I screamed on the top of my lungs as Penny shuddered and came.
The following week was entirely governed by the last minute preparations for both Bee’s return as well as the store opening, which would coincide. With Auntie’s help I fought my way through the rooms and seemingly unending layers of garbage and dirt. Thankfully Bee had already declared her intentions to renovate the whole apartment by herself, and she had spent countless hours picking colors and some new furniture from catalogs. The little insurance money she got wouldn’t allow for much more, but her DIY-attitude had significantly improved over the last days. We just made sure the dirt was gone and that the facilities worked; which they did. Still, by the time I was done every evening I did little more than hit the shower and fall into bed.
Penny found his own way to keep me company – he usually waited in my room, made good use of the phone I had gotten him, and occasionally accompanied me on my ways in the form of a big orange tabby. At night he would cradle me in his arms, making our fight seem like nothing more than a bad dream.
I didn’t have the energy to discuss it any further, either; nor could I bring myself to tell him I still felt rather overwhelmed by the sex we had had. It was a weird, uncomfortable balance that I just couldn’t deal with.
He had carried me home that night, wrapped into silk-like sheets he had miraculously produced, and he had washed me in our tiny shower. I was still entirely beside myself – I didn’t even spend a thought on auntie – and just stood there as he rinsed away his cum that poured out of my body.
He even tucked me into bed.
When the big day finally arrived, I was too tired to feel the least bit excited. I almost fell asleep twice during school, but fortunately no one noticed. It was Friday, and I was excused for the last lesson (P.E.), so I got to leave early. That also meant there was no chance of any potential bully waiting for me, and I didn’t bother checking my bike for any manipulations, as there hadn’t been any for quite a while. Of course, that didn’t turn out too well – somebody had opened the valves of my tires, and by the time I got to the shop, there was no air left in them. I didn’t care, though, as I had to prepare the little buffet auntie had organized for me (nothing major, just some tea and coffee, and some cupcakes she had surprised me with in the morning). After I finished that, I went through the registry and my documents for the last time, in a desperate attempt to not think about Penny and focus on the task at hand.
A quick glance at my watch told me that I had about fifteen minutes left before the official opening hours started. I briefly wondered whether anyone would show up at all – Auntie and I had invested in some flyers, and we had distributed them both at her working place as well as my school. I had also thrown the remaining ones into random mail boxes on my various ways. Despite that, my reputation might very well end up keeping any potential customer from actually seeking the store – my store, I reminded myself – out.
For the first time in a long while I thought back to Yaneesha, Shot and the other idiots that despised me so much. The reason for their unwavering hate was still very much of a mystery to me, but I couldn’t bring myself to wish them harm. After all, they had ultimately suffered bigger losses than I did, and ever since Yaneesha had left school, I hadn’t been physically attacked anymore.
At least not by humans.
I sighed and unlocked the doors.
To my big surprise a couple of people entered while I was putting out the huge board I had painted. They roamed around the shelves, and a tiny silver-hair lady even told me how happy she was that the store was open again. I vaguely remembered her face and came to the conclusion that she was one of the very few somewhat regular visitors. Didn’t she have a fondness for novels? I directed her towards some new arrivals, which prompted my first successful sale.
It was somewhat difficult to believe, and the whole situation felt unreal. Something about the ordinariness was quite at odds with the crazy circus my life had become. I answered questions, recommended books, and made a couple of other sales. It wasn’t much, but still a whole lot more than what I’d expected – nothing.
Auntie joined me after I had been open for ninety minutes, and I could tell how tired she was. We both forced smiles, and despite my best efforts, she insisted on staying with me, though her face grew paler by the minute. Just when I had convinced her to sit down and stop fussing, her face lit up with recognition.
“Oh, you didn’t tell me he was coming. How nice!”
I whirled around just to see Benny-Penny standing outside the store, a red balloon on a string in his hands. For some reason that really touched me – I was just glad auntie sat behind me, so she couldn’t see the stupid smile spreading across my face. I rushed out and grasped his hands.
“I’m so glad you’re here”, I gushed. “I can’t believe you’re willing to go through this… Are you okay?”
He nodded, a familiar twinkle in his eyes, and handed me the balloon. It even read “Congratulations” on it. After quickly wiping my eyes I ushered him inside, ignoring the weird vibrations that built up in my stomach.
Penny looked utterly out of place, a wonderful mixture of awkwardness and otherworldly beauty that was just a tick off – probably not enough for anyone to realize but enough to cause the other visitors to show signs of unease. It was almost comical – a guy in a rather fancy suit started fiddling with his tie, a young girl put her jacket back on, and a group of teens moved closer together. Despite the fact that it wasn’t a good thing unnerve the people who I was supposed to sell to, it was still entertaining to observe. And I couldn’t help myself but marvel at his human form; the way his muscles visibly moved beneath the thin, tight sweater he was wearing; the way that ass looked in that pair of jeans; the way his movements were still the same as in his clown form.
I quickly went into the back room and tied the balloon to my backpack, not wanting to leave Penny alone for too long; but by the time I had returned he sat beside auntie and they chatted away merrily. He laughed – that wonderful, over-the-top crazy laugh of his, and shook his head. Auntie smiled, said something and started chuckling. For a moment she looked much younger, the stress lines fading, and my heart started hurting again.
How I wished I could see her like that every day.
I joined them, but I admittedly didn’t pay much attention, nor contribute much to the conversation – I was just content to see auntie and Benny-Penny happy. My odd behavior wasn’t noticed, though; Benny told one joke after another, and soon, my costumers had circled around us, joining in on the laughs. From time to time I could have sworn I saw a glint of something in Benny’s eyes, but it always disappeared so quickly I couldn’t be sure.
It was a rather pleasant experience to have him around. Time flew by quickly, and making sales felt like something I did on the side whilst I was mainly focusing on Benny. Finally the last pulk of people left the store, and I waved after them. Auntie stood up and started cleaning the buffet table; throwing away crumbled napkins and stacking plates. I offered to help, but she refused me; so I started counting the money I had made. When she left to bring the plates upstairs to the apartment, I dropped all pretence and threw myself into Benny’s arms.
“Thank you for coming”, I whispered, somewhat at a loss at how to convey the deep gratitude I felt.
He just patted my head, but I could feel how exhausted he was. I understood all too well – being around other humans and having to act normally was difficult enough for me, and I was part of their race. I reached up and cradled his cheek in my hand.
“I will make this up to you, I promise.”
Benny’s head shot up so fast I didn’t realize he had moved for a second.
Something was wrong.
His face had become devoid of emotion, the smile that had just been there completely gone, and there was an orange hue in his eyes. He stood utterly still.
“What’s the matter?”
“One of them is coming closer.”
“Who?”
“One of them.”
It took me a second to put his words and his behavior together.
“You mean… the ones that hurt you?”
He nodded, his eyes turning ever more orange. I took his hands and pulled him around to face me.
“Listen, if you need to get out of here, go. But I don’t think you’re in danger – you look like a human, you’re in a fucking bookstore, and besides, I’m not going to let anyone hurt you, okay?” That had absolutely no effect whatsoever. He was still as tense as before. “Penny, I promise, you’re safe.”
He slowly lowered his eyes, exhaling loudly. Not even a second later, he tensed up again. This time, he was watching someone outside. I turned around and saw two young men walking down the street. They held brown paper bags and yelled loudly, pushing each other constantly. My somewhat rusty instinct for bad situations told me they were trouble.
“They want to trash your shop.”
I didn’t even question him; I was too focused on the fact that they had changed direction and were now clearly walking up to us.
“I won’t allow that.” I reached into my pocket for my phone, with every intention to call the cops, but this time, Penny grabbed my hands. He had the weirdest little smile, and his left eye started drifting to the side. For some reason, I got goosebumps. I could only watch as he left me and stood in front of the duo. They shouted something, he replied, and the three of them walked away.
What was I supposed to do? I still had my phone in my hand, and I contemplated dialing 911. But what should I say? That I had possibly evaded big trouble? That my killer clown boyfriend had just left with the troublemakers and they’d better start searching for the leftovers, if there would be any? And that Pennywise might be in danger? Hello officer, you know, there’s this creature that kills and feeds on humans, and I love him very much, and he got spooked, so could you please start an investigation, and by the way, clean up after him?
“Where’d he go?”
Auntie had come back to me and looked out the door. I shook my head, gathering my jumbled thoughts.
“Oh, his mom called, he’s supposed to help her with something.”
“It was nice of him to stop by.”
“Yeah, very nice.” I still stared at the corner around which they had disappeared, as if I could make my gaze bend around it to follow them and make sure everything was okay.
“Is everything alright? Did you quarrel?”
“Oh no, I guess I’m just… a little overwhelmed with everything.” My attempt at a reassuring smile was bad at best, but somehow auntie bought it.
“Oh well, it’s been some hectic weeks for both of us.”
I nodded. A quick glance at my phone told me it was time to close down. That, thankfully, wouldn’t take long. However, there was still-
“Look who’s come!”
For the second time that day, a very welcome visitor approached the store. This time it wasn’t my favorite alien killer clown, it was Bee; with a large suitcase in hand and a warm smile on her face.
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Special Features: Susan Lucci retrospective & intro piece (from 2000 DVD release); Outtakes: Let’s Go West Again-Betty Hutton, Doin’ What Comes Natur’lly-Judy Garland, I’m an Indian, Too-Judy Garland, Colonel Buffalo Bill with Howard Keel and Frank Morgan; Stereo audio pre-recording session tracks including There’s No Business Like Show Business featuring Judy Garland; Theatrical Re-issue Trailer (HD)
Betty Hutton (as Annie Oakley) and Howard Keel (as Frank Butler) star in this sharpshootin’ funfest based on the 1,147-performance Broadway smash boasting Irving Berlin’s beloved score, including “Doin’ What Comes Natur’lly,” “I Got the Sun in the Morning” and the anthemic “There’s No Business Like Show Business.” As produced by Arthur Freed, directed by George Sidney, and seen and heard in this new remastered HD presentation, this lavish, spirited production showcases songs and performances with bull’s-eye precision, earning an Oscar®* for adaptation scoring. The story is a brawling boy-meets-girl-meets-buckshot rivalry. But love finally triumphs when Annie proves that, yes, you can get a man with a gun!
NEW 2021 1080p HD Master! QUICK CHANGE (1990)
Run Time 88:00
Subtitles English SDH
Sound Quality DTS HD-Master Audio 2.0 - English
Aspect Ratio 1.85:1, 16 X 9 WIDESCREEN
Product Color COLOR
Disc Configuration BD 25
Special Feature: Theatrical Trailer
The star of Caddyshack, Ghostbusters and Groundhog Day headlines and codirects this uproarious Big Apple heist-and-pursuit caper. Bill Murray plays Grimm, a frazzled urbanite who disguises himself as a clown – and sets out to rob a bank. Geena Davis and Randy Quaid play accomplices in Grimm’s daring scheme and Jason Robards is the blustery cop caught up in Grimm’s “Clown Day Afternoon.” Swiping a million bucks is a snap compared to getting out of town. Grimm and cohorts commandeer a car, a cab, a bus, a baggage tram and a plane (and encounter future stars Stanley Tucci and Tony Shalhoub in hilarious supporting roles) to make what becomes a less-than-merry escape. But for comedy lovers, Quick Change is a ticket to ride!
NEW 2021 1080p HD Master Sourced from 4K scan of best surviving nitrate preservation elements! EACH DAWN I DIE (1939)
Run Time 92:00
Subtitles English SDH
Audio Specs: DTS HD-Master Audio 2.0 - English, MONO - English
Aspect Ratio: 1.37:1 4x3 FULL FRAME
Product Color BLACK & WHITE
Disc Configuration BD 50
Special Features: Warner Night at the Movies including 1939 Short Subjects Gallery: Vintage Newsreel, WB Technicolor Short: "A Day at Santa Anita", WB Cartoon: "Detouring America"; Restrospective featurette: "Stool Pigeons and Pine Overcoats: The Language of Gangster Films" ; Feature Commentary by Film Historian Haden Guest; Breakdowns of 1939: Studio Blooper Reel; WB Cartoon: "Each Dawn I Crow"; Radio show w/George Raft & Franchot Tone; Trailer for "Wings of the Navy" and Original Theatrical Trailer for Each Dawn I Die (HD)
Framed for manslaughter after he breaks a story about city corruption, reporter Frank Ross is sure he’ll prove his innocence and walk out of prison a free man. But that’s not how the system works at Rocky Point Penitentiary. There, cellblock guards are vicious, the jute-mill labor is endless, and the powers Ross fought on the outside conspire to keep him in. Frank’s hope is turned to hopelessness. And he’s starting to crack. Two of the screen’s famed tough guys star in this prison movie that casts a reform-minded eye on the brutalizing effects of life in the slammer. James Cagney “hits a white-hot peak as [Ross,] the embittered, stir-crazy fall guy” (Leonard Maltin’s Movie Guide). And George Raft (Cagney’s friend since their vaudeville days) portrays racketeer Hood Stacey, who may hold the key to springing Ross.
NEW 2021 1080p HD Master Sourced from 4K scan of best surviving preservation elements!
ANOTHER THIN MAN (1939)
Run Time 102:00
Subtitles English SDH
Audio Specs: DTS HD-Master Audio 2.0 - English, MONO - English
Aspect Ratio: 1.37:1 4x3 FULL FRAME
Product Color BLACK & WHITE
Disc Configuration BD 50
Special Features: M-G-M Musical Short: Love on Tap; Classic M-G-M Cartoon: The Bookworm
Dum-Dum, Wacky, Creeps, Fingers: They’re just a few of the hoodlums in the world of amateur sleuths and professional bon vivants Nick and Nora Charles. And now there’s a new hood: parenthood. A birthday – make that boithday – party that some of da boys hold for infant Nick Jr. is part of the fun in this third film in the witty series. The case begins when the Charles family arrives for a weekend with a Long Island industrialist who fears someone wants to kill him. Sure enough, his fears come true. Nick (William Powell) is among the suspects. Asta scrams with what may be the murder weapon. And Nora (Myrna Loy) has her own ideas about the case and sneaks off to a nightclub to ferret out a clue. “Madam, how long have you been leading this double life?” Nick asks. “Just since we’ve been married,” she replies.
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Okay hi Sam, congrats again for 9k!! I'm terrible with requesting anything ever and gaaahh even when you're my friend I'm nervoussss because I'm just fearing I screw up. But maybe now when I don't have to make up any plot I could request?? But I requested an ID card from musicallisto too so you got this Jen... sooo could I get a ship drabble thing for The Maze Runner with prompt 32? (I literally just stuck my finger on random prompt BECAUSE I CAN'T CHOOSE MYSELF THEY ALL ARE SO GOOD) (1/7)
So for the apperance: I'm 5"8 girl, she/her. I have short, black pixie hair (my own hair color is brown), light skin and blue eyes with long eyelashes. I don't use makeup very often but sometimes I like to make myself pretty, usually if there's a birthday party or if I'm just bored. I usually wear t-shirts and jeans (long, capris or shorts depending on season). 2/7
Personality: I'm INFP-T Hufflepuff and very shy and timid with strangers, and I don't like big groups. At big parties you probably find me frozen against the wall and not moving. But with friends I'm very loud and make a lot of bawdy jokes. My friends say I'm loyal and kind. Despite that, I can be quite a hothead and it shows especially if I'm provoked by wrong people. 3/7
I also am very protective of my friends, going as far as cutting ties with people if they are mean to my friends (even if they haven't done anything for me personally). I've been told I'm like a lion protecting its pack in those situations. But if I have to deal with such situations myself (that people are mean to me) I'm incapable to survive from it without help, because I'm just blurting random things out if I'm angry at someone and I haven't learned to control it yet. 4/7
It often leads to people finding me childish when fighting. I find it difficult to talk verbally and I'm just awkward if I have to actually use my words. My hobbies include writing, learning to read more books, learning to play piano (I'm not very good with it yet though), play video + board games, taking long walks to the forest, fangirling and just clowning around. I want to be a crazy guinea pig lady when I'm old. 5/7
And for sexuality: I don't know my sexuality yet (I recently got to know there's a term called fictosexual though which means having sexual attraction for fictional characters), but I've been crushing on guys more than girls in fictional worlds. I've never dated anyone irl but I haven't really been wanting to date anyone as fictional characters have been enough for me as for now. But both genders are cool!! 6/7
Characters: Reader x Newt
Warnings: alcohol
Prompt: 32. “Oh God… I think I’m in love with you.”
Word Count: 475
A/N: thank u so much jenni!!! also u didnt screw this up at all and i’m super glad to hear u liked the prompt list :’) i debated between thomas and newt but decided to go with newt, i hope u like it!! 💕
NOT TAKING ANYMORE REQUESTS!
“Didn’t fancy on joining in on the celebrations?” Newt asks as he approaches you. He holds a mug out to you, and you wrinkle your nose, already knowing the disgusting alcohol concoction inside, but you take the cup anyway. He sits beside you, and you try to ignore how close his leg is to yours as he continues, “I have a good feeling about the new Greenie. I quite like him.”
Both you and Newt look over to the bonfire, where you can see Thomas a short distance away, getting to know the other Gladers. He looks disoriented, and understandably so — you remember how lost you felt upon entering the Glade for the first time.
The both of you turn away from the scene, falling silent as you listen to your fellow Gladers loudly cheering and jostling one another, enjoying the festivities. You enjoy Newt’s quiet company far more than the wild party raging on behind you, and you’re grateful for his calming presence. He takes a sip from his drink, wrinkling his nose at it slightly before he remarks, “Do you remember your first day?”
You gulp. It comes to you in your nightmares, the flashing lights, the loud mechanic sounds of the elevator. You slowly nod, and Newt chews his lip, “Yeah, me too. Was ages ago, but I still remember it like yesterday.”
“Do you think we’ll ever leave this place?” you blurt, and Newt falls silent, leaving you feeling miserably uneasy. Your shoulders slump, knowing the answer to your own question, and you let out a sad laugh as you remark, “I shouldn’t talk about this. We’re supposed to be partying.”
Newt doesn’t respond again, before he lets out a heavy sigh. He turns to face you, and you feel your cheeks getting flushed under his intense gaze as he tells you, “Look, I know it’s easy to feel hopeless about this whole situation, but we’ll be alright. We’ve got each other, yeah?”
You know Newt’s referring to the entire Glade, but you can’t help but think about just the two of you in this private moment. Newt’s always had that effect on you, making you feel as if you’re the only two people who matter, and you find yourself at loss for words before you suddenly confess, “Oh God… I think I’m in love with you.”
Newt blinks at you in surprise as you quickly clasp a hand over your mouth, but he quickly laughs to ease the tension. Gesturing to your cup, he teases, “I see the drink has gotten to you.”
You snort, quickly downing some, as if trying to wash the words out of your mouth. But Newt leans his leg up against yours as he takes a sip from his own drink, and you can see him smile out of your corner of your eye.
#tmr imagine#newt imagine#tmr#tmr drabble#newt#newt drabble#imagine#imagines#reader insert#drabble#drabbles#9k celebration#swanimagines
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notable moments from The Three Days of The Hunter Job
leverage 2.05
hunt for the truth = fox news
you can’t change my mind, sorry
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Nate: Here's what we can do. We can probably get you enough money to save the house and pay for medical bills--
Sarah: We aren't interested in money, Mr. Ford. This woman took my father's self-esteem. She took his reputation. She took his good name. That's what he needs back.
someone needs to make a compilation of their clients being noble as hell
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Sophie: I wanna take the lead on this one. I wanna do what you do.
Nate: Yeah, listen, I know breakups can be very difficult, Sophie.
Sophie: Whoa. No, that's not what this is about.
Nate: I know that you have this need to be in control right now, you know.
Sophie: I don't have any such need.
Nate: But you can't project that onto the con.
Sophie: Excuse me? This, coming from the man who spent an entire year drunk, working out his obsessive vengeance on every dimwit in a suit who happened to cross our line of vision.
Nate: Hey, you put some thought into that one, didn't you?
Sophie: You know, I'm not tryin' to control the universe just because some guy dumped me. I-I appreciate the concern. I just, I need a new challenge.
Nate: Okay. (hands Sophie the files) This is your job.
Sophie: Thanks. Now, let's go get this bitch. (walks away)
Nate: Oh, boy
fucking get rekt nate you’re the literal last one to talk
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huh nate is wearing flannel in this one
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Sophie: Exactly. And then to protect themselves, they issue an apology to Mr. Pennington and then they throw Monica Hunter into the jaws of the very media machine that she bent to her own malicious will.
Parker: Wow. I gotta say, Sophie's briefings are much more dramatic.
Eliot: And poetic.
parker and eliot are cute
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Sophie: But we can sell a story that commands respect. A story that she's gonna chase to get the respect she craves. Hm? Pack your bags, everyone. We're going to D.C. to make news.
(everyone continues sitting, looking uncomfortable)
Nate: That's when you wanna...
Sophie: I wanna do that bit again. Pack your bags, everyone. We're going to D.C. to make news. (leaves room)
Nate: She's walking into the closet
SOPHIE ITS OKAY YOU DONT NEED TO GO IN THE CLOSET
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Parker: I got the pass. Easy.
Sophie: Parker, we went over this.
[Exterior Studio]
Sophie: You're not supposed to take it. Get caught with it.
Parker: I don't know how to get caught.
Sophie: Yeah, I know it's difficult to steal badly. Just, just try
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Monica (grabs Parker): Hey. Hey. I will have you arrested for trespassing if you do not tell me what you are doing here.
Parker: Technically, you can't have me arrested for trespassing because you don't own the station.
Sophie: Parker, tell her the story
parker: TRY ME BITCH
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hardison doing crazy tinfoil hat guy is iconic
+ parker and hardison’s high five and “that’s what I’m talkin about!” ADORABLE
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Parker: Eliot, these conspiracies aren't real, right?
Eliot: What do you mean?
Parker: Like that one over there that says all the major wars of the past 50 years were ordered by members of The Council.
Eliot: Parker, I'm not at liberty to discuss that with you. (walks away)
Parker: You're not a member of The Council, are you? Eliot? Is he?
Nate: Oh, I don't know. (walks away)
Parker: Huh? Uh, Nate, is he?
parker looked so vulnerable asking it and eliot’s just like,,, imma fuck with her LMFAO
also this is another chaotic ot3 scene that I’d die for
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eliot taking the general’s id with his pencil and handing it off to hardison? SMOOTH AS FUCK
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Parker: But what if he won't talk to us?
Monica: Then we celebrate.
Parker: Celebrate?
Monica: Denial means guilt. Refusal means more guilt. Punch out my cameraman, and I'll kiss you on the mouth.
Camera Man: Mm-hm.
parker: 👀👀👀
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parker gets hit with a car ,,, how many times in this series does she get hit with a car ??
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monica’s face when she sees parker get hit by a car is LITERALLY the exact same as the surprised pikachu face
+
bruh imagine you see this happening ,,, like a girl get hit by a car, a suit running out, grabbing stuff of her body, then running away ???
her playing dead on the ground for a hot minute before “waking up”, dusting herself off and walking away ???
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Hardison: Move. Don't stop. Come on.
Monica: They ran her over.
Hardison: I know, but we gotta go. Security cameras, the ATM cameras, the traffic cameras. We're always being watched. Just put your head down. Act natural.
Monica: Why are you dressed like a mailman?
Hardison: Invisible man, mailman, nobody notices the mailman. He blends right in. Just like a circus clown.
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Parker: We totally went to the moon.
Eliot: Movie sets. I've seen 'em. They're outside of Albuquerque.
Parker: Why would there still be sets there?
Eliot: Because they're gonna reuse 'em for the Mars mission. Repaint it all red.
her bumping shoulders with eliot and leaning on him? the casual intimacy that nourishes my S O U L
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Sophie: She has to have corroboration from her own sources. She has to craft the narrative. Monica Hunter has to be the author of her own personal nightmare.
Nate: Do I sound that creepy when I...?
Eliot: Hell yes.
Parker: Mm-hm.
Nate: Really?
Eliot: You do
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Sophie: The only question is whether Hardison guessed her sources right.
Hardison: G-guess? Guess?
Sophie: Well, you know.
Hardison: Woman, my name Alec Hardison. I do not guess, OK? Look, journalists, they're lazy. They always go back to the same sources. I compared Monica Hunter's stories for the last ten years and created a heuristic model based on her sources. I-I filtered by story type, priority and evidentiary chain. Look, (pulls up info on laptop) sex scandal: 87 percent chance she goes to these sources. Serial killer scare: 90 percent she contacts these sources for confirmation. Government secrets and health scare intersects: Ninety-five percent chance she goes to these sources. Look, look. Right there. She's emailing them right now. Look.
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Hardison: Get me out of here.
Sophie: Yeah, I'm working on it.
Parker (comes out of back room pulling on jacket): I'm on it.
Sophie: No, no, no, no, no, you cannot go. You're dead. Monica Hunter sees you and the whole con is blown.
Parker: Right
PARKER WAS R E A D Y TO GO IN AFTER HIM WE LOVE A PROTECTIVE OT3
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Hardison: Damn the con. I'm a black man caught on an Army base with a video camera. I am going to jail forever.
the realest part of the show
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Hardison: Eliot, get me everything you can on a Lieutenant Abbot.
[Apartment]
Hardison: Just-just do what I taught you.
Eliot (typing on laptop): Now, the "http" thing comes before—
[Interrogation Room 2]
Eliot: --the "www-dot," right?
Hardison: Eliot!
[Apartment]
Eliot: Which one's the forward slash?
Sophie: Oh, come on.
[Interrogation Room 2]
Hardison: It ain't the time, Eliot. It ain't the time.
[Apartment]
Eliot: It's not fun when you're hanging out there in the wind and there's a dude behind a laptop cracking jokes, is there?
Parker: (holding a gas mask over her face before looking over it) I like it when we switch jobs. It's exciting
someone PLEASE make an eliot-being-bad-at-technology compilation I’m begging
also it’s officially canon that hardison tries teaching eliot about technology
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Eliot: No, that's everything on this guy.
Lieutenant: Sir, I need to know why you're on this base.
Hardison: Yes. Why am I on this base?
Lieutenant: I'm asking you.
Hardison: No, I'm asking you. Why am I on this base? Why am I in this room?
Lieutenant: So I can ask you questions.
Hardison: Or maybe it's so I can ask you questions, Lieutenant Kyle Abbot, Social Security 823-24-6270?
Lieutenant: I don't know what you're up to.
Hardison: Maybe you’re not cleared to know. Two disciplinary actions? That one in Germany? Maybe you're just too much of a security risk.
(lieutenant goes to leave and Hardison slams his fist on the table)
Hardison: Did I say you could leave?
(lieutenant swallows nervously)
T H I S
S C E N E
T H O
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[Army Base Gate]
Nate: Not gonna work.
Eliot: It's all in the salute, man.
[Apartment]
Sophie: Just work the stars and bars. Nobody wants to--
[Army Base Gate]
(a soldier moves to the side of the car and leans in, saluting Nate)
Sophie: --look a general in the eye.
Nate: Uh, good form soldier. As you were.
Soldier: Clear.
(the gate goes up and Nate pulls into the base, parking near a building. He gets out of the car and walks toward the door)
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Nate: We hunt for the truth through many dark places. (approaches Monica menacingly) I am a patriot, Ms. Hunter. I'm sorry. (to Eliot) Earl.
(Monica takes a can of pepper spray from her purse and sprays it in Nate’s face, driving him back. She runs out the door as he groans in pain. Eliot goes to pat his back)
Eliot: Good thing Parker switched that with water.
Nate: Didn't! Didn't switch. (they both start coughing)
LMFAO
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Monica: My friends, this is the enemy. Our water has been poisoned.
(an aide spits out a mouthful of water)
JFNSKDKEJWJNFJ
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(Eliot is cutting vegetables while Nate opens a bottle of wine and Hardison swirls orange soda in a wine glass)
hardison is literally swirling his neon orange soda in a wine glass as eliot cooks actual food for the fam I CANNOT
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Parker (holds up photo): Loch Ness Monster.
Hardison: Loch Ness submarine.
Parker: No!
Eliot: Scottish waters are cold and deep. It's a perfect place to test.
Parker (holds up photo): Area 51.
Eliot: True.
Hardison: False.
Eliot: That's true.
Hardison: False. She said Area 51, 51.
Eliot: I'm sorry. False. Area 52.
Hardison: Been there.
Eliot: Yep
I’m crying the ot3 was top tier chaotic this entire episode and parker was having A Time™ with all these conspiracies
someone make a compilation of these scenes overlayed with the wii music. pls.
#leverage#leverage 2.05#leverage 2x05#the three days of hunter job#leverage season 2#season 2#notable moments#mine
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🔵BLAUGRANETS🔴
Ansu: So how did that basket idea do? @Iñaki
Iñaki: I'm actually nervous. It's been 4 days.
Ansu: I mean NYE and holidays you know.. logically it would take a bit.
Iñaki: Yeah, probably.
Arnau: You'll be fine bro
Iñaki: I really just want this to be over. I am ready to move on.
Arnau: And you will
Iñaki: BUT WHEN
Ansu: May I make a suggestion?
Iñaki: Has me saying no ever stopped you?
Ansu: Not really.
Iñaki: Then why did you even ask?!
Ansu: I was being courteous.
Iñaki: Just spit it out
Arnau: There will be no spitting of any sorts.. not even in words do I want to see it.🚫🚫🚫🚫🚫
Ansu: You can always talk to someone to be a medium...
Iñaki: Like?
Ansu: Leo
Iñaki: 😦
Ansu: He can help.. talk to the Capi
Iñaki: about this trivial thing!? You crazy?!
Arnau: Ansu might have a point there
Ansu: I am always on point bro
Arnau: Sure thing sweetheart
Iñaki: Do you think it would help @Ronald?
Ansu: Trust me.
Iñaki: Kinda don't. You would still have been in this predicament had you not assisted him.. which, I gotta say, is not fair at all.
Ansu: I can't control Geri's actions. The ONLY one who can is Leo.
Ronald: "Iñaki: Do you think it would help @Ronald?" Why are you asking me?!
Iñaki: I trust your judgement the most out of all of these idiots.
Arnau: Hurtful!
Iñaki: yeah well the truth hurts.
Arnau: I don't like this Iñaki..
Iñaki: You and me both.
Arnau: We need to rid you of the Geri stress.
Iñaki: WHAT DO YOU THINK I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO DO THIS ENTIRE TIME.
Ansu: TALK. TO. LEO.
Carlitos: I did. He said that he will talk to him.
Ansu: ☝🏾☝🏾☝🏾☝🏾☝🏾
Iñaki: Oh God.. HOW
Carlitos: How what?
Iñaki: How did you talk to him?
Carlitos: I used my words?
Iñaki: 😒😒😒😒
Ansu: I keep telling you it's not that hard.
Iñaki: It's Leo.
Ansu: Yes Iñaki, we are aware of that.
Carlitos: So fingers crossed.
Ronald: "Iñaki: I trust your judgement the most out of all of these idiots." Fair enough.
Ronald: Curly told me he talked to Leo.
Iñaki: You knew?!
Ronald: You didn't!?
Ronald: So I guess wait for Leo's response.
Frenkie: Seems like we all knew???
Iñaki: WHAT!?
Pedri: I knew
Sergiño: Me too
JC: I did too
Iñaki: YOU'RE IN PORTUGAL!!!!
Francisco: I knew
Oscar: Same here
Iñaki: WTF
Carlitos: @Riqui you were right, he did freak out
Iñaki: I hate both of you so much.
Riqui: 😂
Riqui: But yes wait for Leo...
JC: I sent Leo a gift basket as well😏
Riqui: Good for you
JC: Gerard didn't send the basket back so I guess that's a good sign.
3 January 2021
Ansu: FRENKIE 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩
JC: 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽
Ansu: That pass from Leo though🤩😍
JC: GOAT.
..........
Ansu: Okay... can y'all just do something..
..........
Ansu: Well.. A Win is a win.
Ansu: @Pedri @Dembz @Pedri @Frenkie @Ronald @Oscar 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾
............
Riqui: I'm gonna start a book. I'll read it during matches. Imagine 90 minutes of reading.
Carlitos: y'all .. I got something to say
Carlitos: But not now
Ronald: 🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️🤦🏽♂️
Riqui: You okay their rizos?
Carlitos: Uh.. yes.
Riqui: Alright.
4 January 2021
Iñaki:Anything from Leo?
Carlitos: Nope
Iñaki: Sighs... Okay
Frenkie: Guys, especially @Carlitos , why do I keep hearing that you might be going to Getafe?!
Riqui: Ew
Pedri: I saw that as well
Carlitos: Because It umm.. kinda is true.
Frenkie: OH COME THE FUCK ON
Carlitos: 😩 I don't like it as much as you do
Frenkie: There?!
Riqui: 😩😩🙄
Carlitos: I know.. It will be for a few months
Riqui: I CANNOT WAIT FOR JANUARY 24
Frenkie: Getafe...
Carlitos: Yes.
Frenkie: Man... Best of luck there bud
Pedri: Sighs
Francisco: We'll miss you.
Oscar: All the best rizos..
Riqui: It is only a few more months It is only a few more months It is only a few more months It is only a few more months It is only a few more months It is only a few more months
Ronald: 😂
Arnau: Hopefully things go by smoothly.
6 January 2021
Oscar: Alexia!! Are you guys watching?
Arnau: I am.. Legends
Oscar: Indeed
Carlitos: Look at them slaying those Pericas
Oscar: 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻
.......
Oscar: THAT GOAL!!
Riqui: Melanie is a legend! Wow!
Arnau: 🤯🤯
Carlitos: She deserves it.
Oscar: I am so happy they finally got to play at the Camp Nou!
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Ansu: Best of luck dudes
.......
Ansu: OH COME ON!!!
Carlitos: 🤦🏻♂️🤦🏻♂️🤦🏻♂️🤦🏻♂️🤦🏻♂️
.......
Ansu: YOU BEAST @Pedri
Ansu: That whole play was so 🤤🤤🤤
Carlitos: Blondie you are on fire!
.......
Ansu: I am in tears... FIRE
JC: Boy you are killing it @Pedri
Carlitos: That was beautiful!
.......
Carlitos: Again with the illogic..
Ansu: I am surprised Marc has not punched anyone in this team yet.
Carlitos: 😂😂
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Riqui: I knew bringing a book with me was a good idea
Ansu: You actually did it??
Riqui: I did
Ansu: 😂😂😂😂😂
Iñaki: @Carlitos did Leo say anything by any chance? I forgot to ask earlier.
Carlitos: Oh yes... He said that he talked to Geri but it was pointless because his plan was already in effect...
Iñaki: Oh fuck
Ansu: Yikes
JC: But my gift basket...
Carlitos: I'm actually glad I am not there anymore if only for that reason.
Sergiño: JC is in Portugal.. how is you being in Madrid gonna stop him😂
Oscar: Very true😂😂
Arnau: Dude barely speaks but when he does.. he makes points😂😂
Carlitos: Why has @Dembz been so quiet?!
Dembz: I'm just reading..
Riqui: Yeah me too 😂
Dembz: I meant the chat
Riqui: oh
Frenkie: "Carlitos: Blondie you are on fire!" 💙❤💙❤
Pedri: Leo told me to tell you guys that he needs to talk to us tomorrow before training.
Riqui: Did he sound angry?
Francisco: Nope
Riqui: And you know how?
Pedri: He was there
Francisco: Yep
Oscar: Did he say why?
Pedri: Nope
Frenkie: Okay.
Iñaki: All of us?
Pedri: Yep all of us.
Oscar: Do you think he knows about this group?
Ronald: Very valid question
Riqui: He can't.. Can he?
Sergiño: 🤷🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️🤷🏽♂️
Dembz: Did anyone slip?
Frenkie: I don't think any of the adults know about this
Pedri: "Oscar: Do you think he knows about this group?" He knows
Riqui: 😳😳😳😳
Frenkie: HOly shit
Ronald: Do you think Luis told him?!
Francisco: Very possible
Pedri: Nope.
Dembz: Did you tell him?!
Pedri: Yep
Riqui: 😳😳😳😳
Pedri: IT'S LEO. HE ASKED. WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO SAY?!
Ansu: Fair point
Riqui: Is that why he wants to talk to us?!?!?
Pedri: I don't think so. JEEZ we will see tomorrow
Francisco: what is this an interrogation!?
Riqui: This is major!
Pedri: I mean...
Riqui: God if he says anything to Gerard about this.
Pedri: Highly doubt he will.
Francisco: Just ask him tomorrow
Pedri: Exactly
7 January 2021
Dembz: Y'all I just got a text from Gerard
Riqui: Oh fuck
Dembz: "Geri🌴: "What disappears as soon as you say its name?"
"Geri🌴: The first one to get his is the one most known for being the opposite of the answer to that riddle."
Carlitos: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?
Frenkie: Silence
Carlitos: Why are you shushing me?!
Frenkie: No dummy that is the answer to the riddle.
Dembz: The opposite of the answer.. so someone who talks a lot?!
Frenkie: Or is loud.. annoying..
Arnau: THAT COULD BE LITERALLY ANY ONE OF THESE CLOWNS
Frenkie: Hey he said it..
Dembz: I feel it's gonna be JC
JC: HEY .. WOAH.. WHY ME!?
Ansu: Let's face it, you're the most annoying
JC: I liked you better when you were 17.
Oscar: I feel it will be Carlitos
Iñaki: Riqui
Ronald: So many options
Ansu: I say JC
Sergiño: I'm just glad I have nothing to do with this whole mess
Francisco: Indeed
Pedri: 🙄
Ansu: 😂
Riqui: 😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒😒 I hate you
Carlitos: I hope he gets you first @Iñaki
Iñaki: CAN HE?! PLEASE.. I actually want him to.. at least that way I will be put out of my misery!
Arnau: Nah.. It's gonna be either Riqui or Carles
Oscar: Fully agree
Ronald: Can't wait to find out
Pedri: so cruel
Frenkie: I'll say..
Oscar: It is what it is.
#fc barcelona#blaugranets gc#babies gc#eps 14#riqui#carlitos#ansu#pedri#dembz#oscar#ronald#jc#arnau#iñaki#francisco#sergiño#what will happen next... 🤷🏻♀️#football imagine#incorrect barcelona quotes#incorrect football quotes#feat:#Alexia Putellas#Melanie Serrano#lionel messi#gerard pique#episode 14
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Only ominous hints of spoilers:
I have NO interest in reading any actual spoilers, I’ll wait until the episode airs to digest everything properly, as that has always been my personal policy. But I just need to send my thoughts into the void or I am legitimately going to be sick.
If this shit is true, they’ve managed to ruin a character whose journey I’ve been watching unfold for 10 years in the span of a single filler episode, that wasn’t even supposed to exist. (Big clown energy!!) Daryl is way too dear to me, as someone who has also suffered child abuse. I wouldn’t have fathomed AK fucking up this badly after the previous two seasons she gave us, but this sounds like gimple level foolery. These people are determined to set their entire franchise on fire. They’ll be doing mad damage control for weeks after this episode airs, mark my words.
I’ve grown weary of these games. I’m tired of watching franchise showrunners get paid to fuck with people while talented fans are out here understanding these characters leagues better and writing amazing stories for free. I am literally just coming off another long running show’s mess of a last season that had been using and manipulating its fans for years. So my tolerance for it is wearing especially thin now. I don’t know why showrunners have clung to this trend of abusing and gaslighting their own fans, but I only hope that one day I can know what it feels like to win, and feel like my time as a viewer was respected and appreciated. Just once, is all I ask.
Now onto the positive. I’m more upset about the potential butchering of this arc they led me to want for Daryl than anything. They could light the romance mystery arc on fire and it still doesn’t negate him from being with Carol in the end. Norman has always said what he said about Daryl, with the obvious intent of those feelings being directed at Carol and Caryl only. (We know he’s been liking shady comments about Daryl and Leah on insta). If we didn’t already know the spinoff exists, I don’t know how I’d be processing this right now, tbf. But since I haven’t read any actual spoilers, I’m still choosing to believe it’s a lonely fling, with more implications toward Caryl in the long run, and that this isn’t some big reveal of a character they’ve been planning for years. Quite frankly, why. would. you. do. that. during a filler episode that wasn’t supposed to exist? Not to mention, I thought there were character distancing measures enforced during the shooting? I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt on that because I simply refuse to process the reality that any legitimate writer is that stupid. This little sour taste in my mouth is probably going to linger though, unless there will be some kind of meta nuance in the episode or episodes to come that allow me to make peace with it. Which I do think its imperative to be patient for before burning the house down.
At this point I am vacating the tag until the episode airs for the sake of not driving myself crazy with it. I was super excited for twd to come back but now I must brace for angst and restore that excitement. Sending good vibes to every Daryl fan with a brain and Caryl shipper out there.
Also a sincere fuck you to whoever posted the leaks. I will now proceed to do nothing but stare at the wall for the next 3 and a half weeks in agony.
#caryl#personal#In all honesty I don’t believe them going this route is the end of the world#Blame history for keeping my expectations low by default
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Request 2 of 2 is any killer you want meeting a sneaky survivor (later s/o bc I’m weak) who can get up from being moried but have reduced movement, repair speed and if they get hooked it’s instantly over for them (I say any because I want you to write what you like, I’ll probably request more characters for either prompts I sent tho if you’re ok with it)
okay so, with this ask i decided to do something a little different.
The idea of somehow surviving a mori is so bizarre and unlikely that it really took me a while to think about it. I mean, the whole point of a mori is to outright kill the survivor. so in order to bring this request to life i decided to set up some ground rules.
1.) it will be assumed that the survivor who can outlive a mori is one lucky bastard. Whether it is because the killer is in a rush and cannot ensure the job is done correctly or they just suck and overestimated their killing ability.
2.) It will also be assumed that in order to survive a mori, the person who gets up immediately seeks the best medical attention the Fog has to offer (i.e. They rush over to Claudette bleeding outta their asshole). They must also be near the end of a trial because once they escape all wounds will be healed and their supposed death will be null and void.
Below is a list of the mori’s that are a definite no-no and are a maybe (WARNING: i wrote these at 3AM)
Mori’s you would definitely die to:
Huntress (Axe to the face)
Bubba (*get that bitch Leatherface!* chainsaw up torso)
Hag (pulls spleen (?) out, needs some spice)
Deathslinger (speared from butthole to mouth hole)
Oni (sword through the chest and no more tongue)
Pyramid Head (huge knife through gut)
Freddy (fingers your chest)
Spirit (knife to meet you *screams in Japanese*)
Doctor (you got a brain? not anymore)
Legion [specifically Joey] (mans is determined and crazy strong. its lights out for you)
Mori’s that are a MAYBE live:
Trapper (basic slash 4 a basic bitch)
Wraith (*baby WHACK baby WHACK baby WHACK*)
Hillbilly (bruh it aint even that deep)
Nurse (lady got moldy worm fingers, dafaq that suppose to do)
Clown (steals a finger and cracks your back)
Demogorgon (again, cracks your back starting with your neck)
Myers (has no aim and could miss a vital organ)
Ghostface (again, has talent but got no direction)
Pig (cover that new mouth vagina quick then you’d be gucci)
Plague (i want her to spit in my mouth so)
Legion [rest of them bitches] (punk lil babies who probs can’t even open a pickle jar)
Pyramid Head (the mini mori where he just bonks you after being hooked/cage: vibe check failed)
Now, with this out of the way, I have chosen two killers to write about. hope they are ok <3
HeadCanons for The Wraith (Philip Ojomo) and The Plague (Adiris) with a sneaky S/O capable of surviving a mori
The Wraith (Philip Ojomo)
Has to do a double-take when he sees you up and walking. He’ll literally stop dead in his tracks and just watch as you stumble across the landscape, dropping all his previous activities to focus on you. You looked like a ghost.
He’d question himself for a moment. Had he actually killed you? Did he just down you and forget? No, no. Philip always remembered who he killed, their faces of fear and pain, and their cries as he slashed open their backs. He was a strong man, vicious in his attacks. There was no way he could have missed. Yet, like a living contradiction to his beliefs, you were there.
He’d stalk you, cloaked and extremely quiet, turning the invisible factor up to 120%. You wouldn’t even notice he was there. He’d follow you around, peaking from behind trees and through windows as you would hobble after teammates and sloppily repair generators. If one of the more bulky survivors were on your team they’d carry you, slinging one of your arms over their shoulders and leading you around. How selfless and thoughtful. The other, more clever survivors would hurriedly try to mend your wounds, quick hands weaving through medkits and over broken skin. However nothing they did return you to your prior vigor. You definitely carried the weight of a near-death experience. regardless, Philip felt moved by your teammates' determination to help you.
If you ended up being the last survivor in the trial, the others having been hooked or mori’d, Philip would always let you live. He’d watch you get back up from your position on the floor, blood spewing out of the wounds across your back. You’d groan and shakily get to your feet, swaying as you did so, before trudging off to start the final generators. He admired your commitment and vowed to not disturb you as you worked. But progress was slow and Philip always found himself circling you. Maybe if you were healed you could work better? He thought to himself as he quickly zoomed around the arena in search for discarded med-kits. He’d find some still clutched in the frozen hands of dead teammates and hurriedly he’d take and present them to you. Although he was too nervous to actually hand the items to you, Philip would quietly leave them on the floor for you to turn around and find. Then he would retreat back to the shadows and continue to watch you.
The Plague (Adiris)
Adiris would also do a hard double-take. She’d gasp loudly when she found you working on another generator. You could hear her mumbling ancient words under her breath, rambling, and getting more and more frantic as she approached you.
Unlike Philip, Adiris would have no hold-ups about hurting you and she would set to work chasing and quickly down you again. With one quick smack, you would be forced to the ground with the impossible tall lady standing over you. Her previous whispered had now progressed into full-blown shouts. She’d call out to the sky in a desperate and commanding tone, the Babylonian language feeling strange in your ears. With palms open and facing upwards Adiris would thrust back her head and shout out for an explanation. Were you some kind of God? Maybe even a demon or angel? Whatever you were, it freaked Adiris out. Her eyes focused solely on the dark sky, all previous engagements to the trial having been forgotten. You could hear her desperately calling out for her God, crying for a reason as to why you didn't die. After several minutes, with her eyes filling with tears, Adiris relented and lowered her head.
There was no answer. If you weren’t some type of supernatural being, and instead just some poor ordinary person, then Adiris had in fact just failed at killing a poor soul. She wasn’t stupid; she could tell that she was chosen to mindlessly hurt and kill people for her God. Her personal philosophy when it came to hunting down the survivors of the Fog, was to offer them a swift and painless exit from this world of suffering. But with you laying at her feet, wheezing with blood and vomit coating your clothing, Adiris had to realize that she had failed, not only herself but you. She hadn’t effectively killed you and instead only added to your pain.
Adiris knew that you carried that burden of her weapon and she felt it tear her up inside. She hated herself and her lackluster ability to effectively kill you. She debated whether to try to kill you again. But the thought of even attempting such an act boiled her stomach and made her sick. You watched her from your position on the floor. There was a deep sense of sadness in her eyes, her shoulders lowered and it seemed she had lost her prideful demeanor. She looked pitiful and lost, like a child having been told Father Christmas isn’t real. After a moment of watching her for signs of aggression, Adiris finally moved. She knelt down and gently placed a hand on your back. She mumbled something to you that sounded like an apology before she quickly stuck her hands underneath you. Effortlessly the tall lady picked you up bridal style and set off in search of your teammates. In the distance, you spotted Nea working on the last-gen. Adiris also noticed the girl and with long, determined strides, brought you to her. Nea went to flee at the killer's approach, but when she saw you in her arms, carried like a baby, she stood her ground. Adiris dropped you at Nea’s feet and with one final look, walked away never to be seen again for the remainder of the trial.
#a really unique request#much love#dbd headcannons#dbd the wraith#dbd the wraith x reader#dbd philip ojomo#dbd philip ojomo x reader#dbd th eplague#dbd the plague x reader#dbd adiris#dbd adiris x reader
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A devils smile
Taehyung x reader (Enemies to lovers)
He was the one that was supposed to get pranked, so why did you feel like the clown? (Idk im tired)
I got a request for this by a very nice person but… I can’t find the request. I’m so sorry!! (I made the picture, please dont steal it)
CH 1 CH 2
The golden rays of the setting danced through your windows and coated your room with its crimson hues, remind you of how little you had done today. The pandemic that was sweeping over the world was devastating but brought small doses of happiness as you no longer had to go to school. So, of course, the first option was to start colonizing on your couch. You took a bite of your sandwich as picked up your phone that had started to buzz beside you. In the middle of your lock screen floated the message notification with Sun-hi’s name written on it. Taking the last bite of your meal, you unlocked your phone, a video popped up on the chat room. You‘r eyebrows rose in surprise, “She actually filmed it” you thought before clicking on it. The screen was black for a second before a voice was heard “Hey, Taehyung there is something for you” you watched as Taehyung with an excited and surprised smile walks into the frame. Clueless as to what was going to unfold. Taehyung Stood in front of the small gift basket a smile stretched across his lips as he examined it, “Is this for me?” you let out a laugh “It’s all for you baby” you thought as he picked up a small can of pringles. You moved closer to the screen to as he opened the top and watched as he jumped back with a little screech when three black snakes and a cloud of confetti exploded in his face. Your back collided with the grey cushions as fell back, laughter echoing through the room. Looking back at the screen, you watched as Taehyung with a now sour face opened the bag of chewy candy only to find it filled with orbeez. He threw the bag back into the basket before turning around and stomping away, you were slightly disappointed he hadn’t opened the other things. Still, it didn’t stop the cackling that was shaking your body. Exiting the video, you saw a new message, “You’re running out of ideas, huh?”, with a small chuckle you responded, “Nothing can beat a classic”. No respond “Come on, you have to admit it was funny. A little at least” a second past before she replied “He hasn’t said anything in 15 minutes” followed by a laughing sticker which you mirrored as your laughter resumed again.
“I really thought life was going to be nice to me, huh?” you thought as you put the cardboard box down with a huff. You loved your uncle and was always ready to help him but was he thinking when he asked you, the weakest person in the family, to help him with his renovation company. Now that you thought about it wasn’t he the same person to say your arms looked like a grasshopper, you shook your head. “The man must be desperate”, you looked around the warehouse it was huge and filled with old furniture and clothes that would be eventually sold. Outside one of the windows, you saw the colours of the sunset blend with each other to create an art piece, you should head home before it got too dark.
Your uncle had been nice enough to give you a locker to put all your belongings, standing in front of the small grey locker you picked up the little sticky note that sat on the door. “Thank you for helping me out, sweetheart.” Warmth filled your chest he was so sweet, a smile stretched across your lips as you opened the locker and reached in for your bag, something small and light fell on your hand when you bumped your jacket. You looked up and saw a cockroach sitting proudly on the back of your hand, a scream flew from your lips and you stumbled backwards and cringed in pain as your butt collided with the floor. “What’s wrong?” your uncle burst through the door panic clear on his face you pointed towards your locker fear taking away your ability to speak. He walked up to the locker but didn’t seem scared by the monster inside at all; instead, he let out a laugh. “Oh sweety this made out of plastic” he turned around with a hand full of cockroaches, plastic cockroaches. You stood up fear now replaced with anger “Why would you do that?” you said clutching your heart making sure it was still beating and pointing at him with the post-it note. He held up his hands “I didn’t do this” you looked at him unimpressed “Really it wasn’t me” you crossed your arms. “Then who could it be” you rolled your eyes “Maybe it was your friend” eyes now squinted you looked back at your uncle “Friend?”, “Yeah a guy came in today saying you forgot your shirt or something and I told him To just put it in your locker”. Your eyes squinted more as a suspect popped up in your head “What was his name?”. “Taehyung, I think” your uncle muttered while scratching his neck, you looked back at your locker “Not bad, not bad indeed Kim Taehyung”, but how did he know you were here?
“So what you’re saying is that you betrayed me” Sun-hi chuckled “All I did was say that you were helping your uncle out, how would I know he was going find the address and do something like that?”. You blinked at her “.....betrayal, traitor” “You literally befriended me because I work with him” she argued as she took a sip of her coffee. “It’s called getting info about the enemy sweety, strategy. I thought you were smarter than this” you finished the sentence with a dramatic sigh. Sun-hi looked back at you “What is even going on, you know with all the pranks, you're acting like kindergarten kids”. Ignoring the last part as you leaned back in your chair and stared into the air with dreamy eyes “Just get to it” Sun-hi sighed. “So like a year ago I walked into the convenience store to buy some snacks, and all my favourite chips were gone and the same with my favourite drinks. As I walked out, I saw a guy who was buying all of them.” You leaned forward resting your elbows on the table and furrowing your eyebrows “I thought “it’s fine I’ll just buy them next time” you raised your finger making Sun-hi flinch “BUT! It was the same every day. Every time I walked in he was buying them or sitting by the door eating them”. “Oh and that stupid smirk” You stared into the air, eyes burning holes into the wall across the street. “He would always have that stupid. cocky smirk” Sun-hi let out an unimpressed chuckle “So all of this is because of some chips” your eyes returned to her “No it’s about…” your brain seemed to go blank, and sun-hi raised her eyebrows “The disrespect?”, “Yes, exactly”. She shook her head “and who started this whole prank war” you smirked leaning back in our chair “I did”, “I don’t think it’s something to be proud of” Ignoring her you pulled your phone out “So how do you think I should prank him this time?”.
Your eyes were fixated on the pictures displayed on your screen, the familiar page of Taehyungs Instagram open as you looked through the newest pictures he posted. “What’s with the serious face?” Haneul asked as he walked into the living room, you stopped your scrolling. “I’m plotting my revenge” you answered monotony as your eyes scanned the picture on your screen. Taehyung was leaning against a brick wall, his wine red dress shirt unbuttoned to expose the top of his chest the sun coating his skin in a honey hue. “You’re still doing the whole prank war thing?” you nodded your head, “Why don’t you just end it” looking up you gave him a confused look “You know, prank him so hard you basically “win” “. “Don’t encourage her” Sun-hi sighed from beside you “No, but if you do that then he will finally leave you alone, and the two of you don’t have to talk again”. Not talk to him again, your lips pressed together in a slight pout as you though. “Or maybe you don’t want that” your thought came to a halt “What?”, “Do you not want this pranking to stop?” Sun-hi’s smirk mirrored Haneul, “Why would I not want that?” you leaned back, resting your chin against your palm. Sun-hi let out a laugh “Because you...like Taehyung” you sat upright as if poked in your side “Are you crazy?” you tried to sound bored, but the sudden tight feeling in your chest was making it hard to think straight. “People that hate each other can still fall in love” you raised your eyebrows at Haneul. “You two were literally like two love deprived teens when you first meet”, “Still why would I date someone like him” you continued, sticking your tongue out in disgust. Sun-hi tried to suppress her laughter as she leaned towards you and pointing towards your lap “Then why are always scrolling through his Instagram and staring at his pictures”. You looked down onto your phone where Taehyung was still leaning against the wall, smirking as always. Heat pooled in your cheeks and you feel almost dizzy as you stood up from your seat “I’m leaving”. You could hear the couple burst out laughing as you stomped towards the front door.
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I'll post the next chapter tomorrow, it’s really late and I’ve been working on this for the past week maybe.
//MiniPluto
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ateez reaction to you playing a viagra prank on them (m)
anon: omg love your writing. can i please request an ateez reaction to you playing a viagra prank on them and if you could please make it a little long. i just think that’ll be hilarious.
HONGJOONG:
he’d be in the hotel room next door to yours, sharing a room with yunho when he starts to feel it getting hard
he doesn’t know why it’s getting hard, he wasn’t thinking of anything besides wanting to go to sleep but it jolts him awake
luckily yunho left the room to go join san and wooyoung
u, on the other hand, are wondering if it had set in yet so u look it up and when u realise it should kick in by now
u facetime him just to mock him
he immediately picks up
u put on a smirk and ur suddenly more annoying than usual according to hongjoong
“hi joong. how’s it going?”
he tried to hide it but u know whats going on...he just...doesn’t know it was u
“nothing much” he says “just y’know...making beats on my laptop...haha!”
“oh? that must be hard to do huh?”
“not really, it comes naturally to me now. why are u still awake?”
“it’s just...so...hard...to fall asleep and it’s so frustrating...my temper just...keeps growing...because of it...”
“stop that...why are u talking like that u weirdo”
ur laugh suddenly can’t be contained and u just burst out in cackles, throwing the phone on the bed
“ya! why are u laughing at me!”
once u managed to get urself together u grabbed ur phone and told him the prank u pulled on him while u and the members went out to eat earlier
his face fumes!!!
“ya! was this u?” he angrily scoffs “why would u pick me as ur victim?!”
“ur easily deceived joong. plus i saw it at the pharmacy counter yesterday and thought it’d be funny”
“im gonna beat ur ass when i see u tomorrow”
“come to my room we’ll figure out what to do with it”
“it would get flaccid seeing u, no thanks”
and u start bickering back and forth for a good three mins before joong groans into his pillow
“ya! i hate u so much!!!”
SEONGHWA
omg this baby would be so shy about it
u gave it to him it in replace of headache relief pill...but he doesn’t know that bc seonghwa doesn’t check
he’ll be on a vlive with yeosang later on when it starts getting hard
ur watching their vlive from the other room and ur just waiting...for something to happen...
when it gets hard all of a sudden his face contorts
“omo...”
and he’d look down but then immediately look up bcos he’s realising on live broadcasting
yeosang b like “what? what’s wrong?”
and seonghwa would be so speechless he’d look back and forth from yeosang to the camera
nobody can see it bc of the filter but he is blushing like crazy
“hyung, stop fooling around, what’s wrong?”
and u watch as seonghwa whispers something into his ear, u in ur room quietly laughing to urself but also thinking of how to apologise to seonghwa bc u know he doesn’t handle pranks like these well
yeosang then does the same as seonghwa and looks back and forth from him and the camera
yeosang be like “ok everyone we have to go! it’s getting late goodnight!”
but the time is only 8pm and u just laugh as u turn ur phone off
from ur room u can hear them panicking about what to do, and seonghwa yelling and yeosang yelling back
YUNHO
big baby would also be so shy!!!
this prank would be urs and wooyoung’s idea
u would be accompanying him and the members on the set of an mv filming
u would be watching yunho and wooyoung being goofy behind the scenes in front of the cameras
and then yunho’s face suddenly changes...like in the gif...god
and wooyoung is smirking and being touchy feely with him bc he knows whats up
“yunho, is everything ok? ur not feeling sick are u?” he teases
“get y/n...i need her...like now...wooyoung please...”
wooyoung laughs at him as he goes over to u and tell u that ur boyfriend wants u
“baby what’s wrong?” u say, acting like u dont know whats wrong
he looks around, his face blushing bright red, to make sure nobody is looking at him
“i...”
“yunho...tell me what’s wrong”
“babe i-i have a...b-boner...”
u cant help but laugh and he quickly covers up ur mouth while backing u up into somewhere secluded
“shhh!!! please!!!”
“how’d u manage that huh? what were u thinking of huh?”
“literally nothing! idk why i just got it...god it hurts...what do i do?”
u put ur hand between his thighs knowing u two are alone and u squeeze one of his thighs lightly
“we could help it a bit? there’s an unused room down the hall-”
but before u can even finish it yunho grabs ur arm and dashes through the hall with u
“please, i just want it gone, i cant be having a boner on an mv, i’d get clowned by atiny”
YEOSANG
i think he’d either be the most calm about it or be the complete opposite and freak out
but let’s stick to the most calm since that’s more his personality
u would pull the same prank on him like u did with seonghwa, making him think it was a headache relief pill
he’ll be in the middle of dancing with the members when all of a sudden...
he’d be like: and i...OOP!
he’d try to get through a few minutes dancing with it bc he thinks he’s gotten a random hard-on and thinks if he focuses on something else then it will go away
but not with viagra
when he realises its not going down he’d excuse himself to the toilets
he’ll sit in a cubicle and wait for someone in there to leave before taking off the lower half clothes and touching himself
he wants it to go away because he has no time to be embarrassed
he just wants it to go away and he’s panicking because he’s been touching himself for god knows how long and he cant feel himself getting close
so he texts you as a last resort
yeosang: babe
you: yes?
yeosang: i really need a big favor from you
you: hm...depends what it is...
yeosang: baby can you touch yourself and let me hear you?
you: oh? you’re horny?
yeosang: i wasn’t but i just got this hard-on and i went to touch myself but nothing...
yeosang: i know it’s late but i panicked, im sorry...oh god, you really don’t need to, it’s okay don’t worry
YOU are calling...
SAN
cute baby boy would so laugh the fact that you and yunho had plotted to pull this prank off so san wouldn’t sleep tonight
he’d just laugh at himself as he watches it get harder and harder in the shower
“oh my god! what is this!”
cackles and cackles, his cute laughs everywhere
yunho is sitting in their shared room on his phone and all he can hear is san yelling and cackling at himself in the shower
he knows what’s up
“yunho! i got a boner!”
yunho laughs so hard at how easy it is for san to just tell him these things
“pretty sure a little birdie and i slipped something in your americano this morning to get back at u for the shampoo prank but that’s none of my business!”
san laughs so hard he nearly slips but thankfully he’s okay
he’s just . looking down at himself . laughing
he isn;t surprised that yunho pulled this off but you? his own girlfriend? would betray him like this?
he peeks out from the shower curtain and grabs his phone thats sitting closeby and he starts to call you
when u pick up u are welcomed to the sound of san’s high pitched screaming
“ya! i can’t believe how much of a snake you are! do you know what you did to me? cause im staring at it right now and it hurts! it’s funny but what if this never comes down in the morning! how am i supposed to sleep on my stomach when this...thing...wants to sleep with me! ya! you’re dead tomorrow!”
san doesn’t talk about anything else for the rest of the night except for ways to get rid of his hard-on while yunho is fast asleep
MINGI
omg another big baby that would both be shy and be dramatic about it
u pranked him earlier and now u and mingi are baking something together for yeosang’s birthday that’s coming soon
he’s whirring mixture when it starts to get hard and he immediately shuts the machine off
he takes a big deep breath because he’s not sure just how on earth he has managed to get a boner in the middle of baking
he tries to push it down but that!!! hurts!!!
he shrieks and u ask him whats wrong
he ushers you away, telling u nothing is wrong
but u have a faint idea that maybe it’s the little viagra pill u slipped into his drink earlier
mingi can’t take it no more bc it gets harder and harder the more he tries to ignore it
he’s quiet, silently inching behind you before you feel it pressing against your back
hm, you think
“babe. i’m not sure what’s going on but it’s stressing me out.”
“but we’re baking”
“i know but if i keep going the others are bound to see it and i, for sure, know they’re going to clown me”
“the cupcakes are gonna burn baby, you’ll just have to wait”
but he’s a big baby and he just whines over and over, whimpering as it gets even harder and warms his stomach
it makes you laugh so hard but you enjoy toying with mingi
you love seeing him be so helpless and under your control
“baby can’t we just pause the oven and resume it when we’re done?”
WOOYOUNG
i see him having the same reaction as san but more exaggerated except because of the situation, he’s more collected about it:
u thought it was funny to drop one in his coke while u were eating out with the members
on the drive home the members are all fast asleep in the van except for you and wooyoung
you because you were reading a really cool book and wooyoung...well because he’s been trying to hide his hard-on since it started getting hard
you’ve been noticing how often he’s been changing positions with his legs and it started to irk you a little now because you just want him to tell you that he’s hard without getting shy
“babe, if you’re going to keep hiding your hard-on from me you might aswell just sit with the driver so i can’t see”
“how...how did you know?”
you laugh to yourself putting your hand between his thighs and rubbing it
wooyoung is hot and absolutely not collected but he stays quiet because he’s with his members and they’re all asleep
you unbutton his jeans and wooyoung gets even more hotter bc ur hand presses against his throbbing hard-on
you rub it, just to see his reaction and the way he closes his eyes pleases you
but then he opens them quickly, realising where he is
you laugh at him and punch him jokingly, “relax, i’m not going to jack you off while the others are here”
and wooyoung groans but he knows ur right and besides, it’s much more fun when u two are alone
JONGHO
omg what a sweet boy!
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Emotions Get the Better (17)
I’M BACK BITCHES
Okay, I rewatched Joker again and I got a little bit of a spark. This is literally such a bad chapter tho, I’m so sorry. I’m so out of practice. It’s just angsty filler lol. Still, I hope you can see past that and just cringe at the awkward, uncomfortable angst I’ve provided all of you with.
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You made it home the following day, sleeping over at Arthur's another night. It was crazy, you knew it. Especially since he had to keep lending you clothes because you didn't exactly pack for the unexpected stay-over two nights ago. But you took those borrowed clothes home with you, promising you'd wash them for him. Upon getting home, you realized you had a lot of missed messages on your answering machine. One of those was from your older brother, explaining how he and his wife, as well as your younger brother, would be in town this weekend. They planned on surprising your mom as an early birthday gift. Oh shit, her birthday was next week! You really did love your family, as much as you fought with them and you all remained apart. You loved them all.
Well, guess you have new plans for the weekend.
Going to work felt strange after the Arthur incident. Truth be told, life felt strange after Arthur. But you'd think of him and you'd see the crinkled eyes and awkward smile, and that sent your heart racing.
Your family would never approve of Arthur. Especially your brothers. But you were a good bullshitter and knew how to seduce the family. Maybe you could get them on your side.
On the way home from work that night, you stopped by a payphone. You heard the ring go on and on, no signs that anyone was home. Then on the final ring when you were about to hang up, the ringing stopped and shallow breathing was heard on the other line.
"Hello?"
There was no answer immediately. Maybe you had to clarify, "Arthur? It's me. Y/N."
"Hi," he said softly.
"You okay?"
"Yeah," you could barely make that out with how mumbled he was speaking.
"I was just going to ask you something over the phone, but do you want me to come over?" you purposely wanted to sound worried about him.
Another pause. You heard him exhale as if he was putting all of his energy into thinking of a response, "If you want."
That didn't sound good. You hung up without saying goodbye and walked as fast as you could to Arthur's apartment. Part of you was afraid. Would he be hurt again? Did something happen to his mother? No, he would've told you. You climbed the stairs since the elevator had an Out of Order sign plastered to it. When you reached Arthur's apartment, you knocked probably a little too forcefully.
You heard the lock coming undone slowly and then finally, it creaked open. You forced your way inside and looked Arthur up and down. It was clear he hadn't showered all day, but luckily there didn't seem to be any signs of injury.
"Hey," you walked in and cupped his cheek, leaning in for a kiss, but he leaned away from you and walked into his apartment. You frowned.
"Arthur," you followed him, dropping your purse by the door, "Arthur, what's going on?"
He paced the living room floor, running his hands through his hair. It was late enough that Murray started on TV.
"Come on, I don't really have the patience for this tonight," that probably came out bitchy. But fuck it, you were allowed to be a little annoyed that you came all the way here and now he wasn't even talking.
"Fine, I'll wait," and you stood in the entryway, arms folded across your chest.
Arthur stopped his pacing and looked straight at you. The first time he did that since you arrived. You raised your eyebrows at him, expecting an answer.
"I..." Arthur sighed, a hand shooting up to rub his own chest. He was about to have a fit, you could tell. "I had a bad day," he croaked.
You exhaled and rubbed your hands over your face, looking at him with a much softer gaze. It was like dealing with a child. Like after one has a nightmare and they want to sleep with you. Except this child lived several subway stops away from you and you wouldn't always be able to comfort this child. Then a slightly darker thought entered your mind. Pity. You pitied Arthur so much. And as much as the other part of you would deny it and say, 'oh no, I love him! It's love! which yeah you knew there was definitely love and affection there but ---- god, stop rambling. Your relationship basically started with pity. You felt sorry for this skinny guy on the train, dressed like a clown. It was the perfect scenario. And then you provided comfort for him. You comforted, and he spiraled back, and you pitied, and you were back at square one. You supposed you took too long to show him a reaction or give him a response, so the laughing started.
You went over and made him sit on the couch so you could hug him and try and let the fit ride its way out of him, whispering, "Shhh..." over and over again slowly.
The storm quelled and you asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"
Arthur seemed.... well, you didn't even have the words. You've seen him beaten, broken, crazy, kooky, demented, even. But this was just a dead space. He was nonexistent in the present world.
"Whenever you're not here," Arthur began talking, his head leaning on your bosom, "It's like I can't... I don't know how to do anything. I forget," he shifted and looked up at you, "I feel like I'm changing."
You stared at him, brow furrowed. You didn't know how to approach this.
"I know it's hard. You're not used to living without your mom, and I have my own life to live sometimes so I can't always be here for you. You'll have to figure something out, Art," you rested your hand at the base of his neck and toyed with the ends of his hair. Then something clicked in you, "Have you been taking your medicine?"
Arthur's eyes snapped toward the kitchen where you knew he kept the meds. He stayed quiet though. You got off the couch and found the mostly full pill bottles on the counter.
"Y/N..." Arthur began.
"Okay, what the fuck!? Arthur, you..." you were angry, "You can't just stop taking your medication. There's a reason they prescribed this to you."
"But I feel better now!" Arthur got his voice back and he stood up, approaching you.
"You're delusional," you stated matter of factly, checking the tags and the refill dates on all his medication, "How long ago did you stop taking them?"
"I dunno."
"How long, Arthur?"
He looked at you and you could sense his own anger beginning to bubble inside him, "A week, maybe."
You shook your head, "Here, take these now. Please. So I can see."
"You don't understand--"
"Like hell I do! If I stop taking my meds, do you know what happens? I can barely wake up in the morning without crying. And then I'm stuck in bed the whole day wishing I could just get out of bed and start my day. And then the day's over and---" you swallowed, not wanting to cry. But fuck, you got emotional over everything so what the hell.
"I don't feel that way. I feel like I have a new seat in life. I used to be way up in the balcony, and now I'm so close to front row it's unbelievable. All these people," he pointed at the TV, which had been interrupted by a special news alert about a new wave of protests in Gotham. Some had raided a higher up's house, "They heard me."
"What are you talking about?" you didn't want to talk about the protests, as much as you pretty much agreed with them. Arthur had killed those guys. You had to keep reminding yourself of that once you figured it out. And you wanted nothing more than to keep him safe. They harassed him and he did it in self-defense.
Arthur came right up to you and cupped his large hands over your cheeks. He was shaking. Or were you shaking?
His thumbs shifted and they hooked the corners of your mouth. You knew what he was doing and you shook your head, "No," your hands came up to hold his, "Arthur, stop."
"You're so close to seeing it, too."
"Arthur, you're scaring me," you finally had to say. You all of a sudden remembered the whole reason you ended up here. It was so dumb compared to what was happening right now.
Arthur didn't seem like he knew how to act. He stood there, a smile on his lips, but his eyes were wide and glossy.
"I was, um," now you didn't know how to swerve subjects so hard, "I was going to tell you that I'd be away this weekend--"
"What?" his demeanor flipped like a switch, "Where are you going?"
"I'm visiting my family."
"No, no, I-I can't be here without you that long."
"You'll be okay."
"You don't understand, I couldn't survive one day without you. Y/N, please..."
"I was going to ask if you wanted to come with me," you had purposely shifted yourself so you were at least five feet away from him. Arthur didn't give you an answer. He just stared at you with those sad, intense eyes of his.
"I can't."
"Now you can't?"
If Arthur was quick-thinking, he could just use his mother as an excuse, but fuck that he didn't even really want to think of her on a normal day.
"It's just one weekend," you tried reasoning with him, taking a step closer to him, "I think it'll be good for you. Get you out of the city."
Arthur was on the cusp. Of what, he could almost taste it but he didn't know. He had things to do, he couldn't go. He felt her touch his arms.
"If you just take your medicine and take a day to relax, I think you'll be able to clear your head. I want you to meet my family--"
"No, thank you."
You made a face, unable to help it. How fucking rude was that!?
"Um..."
"I'm sorry, I can't."
"Arthur, I want to do what's best for you. I love you," you reminded him, leaning up so you could give his cheek a kiss. He let you.
"Go," was his curt reply.
You frowned, biting your lower lip. You didn't want to let him know how much his behavior was hurting you. You walked around him and went back to the door, picking up your purse, "I'll, um, I'll be back in time to see you on Murray."
Arthur laughed, throwing his head back. That was a real one. You sniffled and opened his door, closing it behind you. You continued hearing his laughter echo through the halls as you left his apartment.
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A Powerful Enough Dream (Ch. 3)
Pairing: Terra/Aqua (eventually)
Rating: T
Word Count: 9,275
Summary: Too many people need Aqua’s help, and if she’s going to do her job as a Keyblade Master, she’s going to have to set aside her personal needs to pull them through... Only to find that something is not entirely alright with her.
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A/N: Ahhhh, I've never meant to ignore this particular fic for so long. ^^;; In all honesty, aside from so many other things going on in my life (I went on hiatus and am due for another, I was dedicated to other projects and I just got accepted into another zine ;-; and there was my stupid, broken computer which is now replaced! :D), I really dreaded writing this one. When I announced that I was splitting this story in two fics, I knew I dug a grave for myself. There is no way to fix this chapter without rewriting the first one entirely, but I figured it was much more important to get started Aqua on her journey and I need this loose end tied as soon as possible. If you're new to this story, I'm sorry this chapter is so bad - I'm totally aware, I promise. I've tried my hardest to make this side-quest as sensible as possible.
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Crazy
His heart beats hard, fast, irregular, and it's about to collapse.
He doesn't hear how ragged his breath is, running as desperately as he is, and he ignores how much his muscles are screaming for rest.
Then there's the headache. That's the one thing Terra is mindful of.
He trips.
The Realm of Darkness doesn't make it easy, not with how rough it shapes its terrain, like it tripped him on purpose. Cobblestones not fitting well together. Pits in the dirt. Rocks hidden in tall grass where he won't notice.
Flashes of light burst somewhere far behind. It's too foggy to see what's going on. Terra spits sweat out of his lips.
There are eyes - a pair wedged right next to a pebble, near enough to grab his fingers. Another in the hollow trunk of a tree. And one more in the distance, in the direction he was heading, and now he has to choose another way and pray he doesn't fall off a cliff.
Behind him, he hears bubbling, the same sickly sound that always announces the arrival of Heartless.
It simmers across his back and he grabs whatever landed on him and throws it as hard as he can and he summons Ends of the Earth -
But can't. He hasn't been able to, not since he left the beach.
Not since he saw a flash of light and Aqua was gone, sent home to her freedom like she deserves. Not since some tall men in dark, hooded cloaks appeared out of nowhere in the sandy shores. Organization members. They wanted to kidnap him.
Terra had to choose between waiting for his friends to come back in dangerous waters, or running away.
When he can turn back into Xehanort at any moment.
He chose to run.
And now he's surrounded without a Keyblade. He thinks about Xemnas, and even though he's tired, and even though his stomach hurts, he takes that brief memory of what it feels like to be numb, to be detached and disheartened, and waves his hands in a sweep against the earth and flies them upward.
A barrier shoots erect - but not just any protective shield, an offensive one. The type that electrifies the Heartless that ram into it, and sends them flying backwards. The kind only a Nobody can summon.
He conjures more - two by his side, another behind him - to force these damn things to back off, and he escapes when he's had enough -
Tripping again when the Realm tricks a hill to look like a straight path and oops, there he goes, falling in air, rolling against dry dirt and tumbling until he finally halts.
It's dark down here. The headache will split his scalp open.
"No," he grumbles, running fingers through his hair and he wants to rip the strands off. "I can't control-"
His limbs go rigid. "No," he says again. He wants to make sure Xehanort hears him loud and clear.
Terra cannot summon his armor anymore for that matter, since Xehanort has clouded both in darkness. They should be in arms' reach, waiting peacefully in his heart, ready to come at his will… but it's like his Keyblade can't see or hear him either.
He manages a small sob when he loses control of his arms - which are quite literally, moving on their own to grip at his legs.
The taste of loss is bitter, as prickly as the tree roots ripping out of the earth and tangling around him. It's like the Realm sees what he's going through, and wants to point and laugh. They squeeze, tightening so his bones can't reply, and he's left to allow them to drag him.
But light is warm and always there - because without it, there wouldn't be any shadows. It shines like a halo, making the roots writhe and wrinkle away, letting him go, letting him breathe. It eases his headache, which he knows won't last forever, but finally… relief.
"Mickey?"
Two large, yellow shoes - big enough to belong to a clown - step in front of him, a pair of comically round ears leering over him with a huge smile. Mickey is the physical embodiment of a hearth, of everything that makes children happy in the outside world, a complete mismatched reflection of the twisted underground of the Realm.
"Slipped, did ya?" he squeaked.
"Maybe," Terra scoffs, just able to move a finger to trace the dirt. It feels so real.
As real as Aqua's skin when he held her - he held her. That was real. And she escaped. Terra considers this a success, a wish fulfilled, to stay behind so she could taste food again.
… Terra didn't even get a chance to tell her about his feelings. He chickened out in the last minute.
She's smart. She'll free Ven, too. And Terra will drag Xehanort to drown in the darkness together.
If he can manage to keep control of his body that is.
Mickey's Keyblade now dons some new chinks and chips.
If they continue this way, neither of them will last much longer. Terra has already woken up a couple of times, right in the middle of a duel with Mickey, a silver Keyblade high in the air and ready to strike, only for Terra to realize what he's holding and drops it. It's flashes of moments that in reality may have lasted only minutes but seem much longer. If Xehanort keeps hacking away, Mickey's Keyblade will break.
And then Terra won't have anyone left to help him.
But it hurts, that headache.
"Chin up, Terra," Mickey says, surveying where they should head to next.
The fog dissipates and gives them two paths: one paved with a line of lanterns illuminating the way, the other a rocky uphill hike into a forest.
"I… need to rest," Terra breathes, wanting to take back the words. If he rests, he'll lose control again.
"Aww, Terra, don't worry."
"I'll hurt you again." He chokes on a whimper, the headache roaring this time. "I don't know how Aqua survived years of this…"
Hands take hold of his shoulders, and this small mouse, barely as tall as his knees, takes Terra's entire weight onto his shoulders to sit him up. "Remember, I got ya."
"What are we going to do? I can't summon my Keyblade anymore and I just don't-"
Terra doesn't know what to say. I just don't know if I can keep waiting for anyone to come back?
"Well," Mickey muses, "we'll have to keep moving."
Thanks, Captain Obvious.
"I don't know how you do it, either."
"I don't have Xehanort weighing me down, and I think that makes you pretty strong. Don't be so hard on yourself."
"This place doesn't make you sad?"
"If I think about it…" A frown on Mickey's face is ill-fitting. "But we don't have time for that."
Funny, since the Realm will be sure to give them all the time it has to offer. The Realm will be sure to give them reasons to stay.
Maybe it's darkness creeping in, or maybe Terra had enough of reality to taste - it's sour.
"I don't see how anyone is going to find us," he says.
Mickey is silent for a moment.
"I had an old friend," he starts, "who used to have a motto he lived his life by."
He holds a fist up, and releases each of his four fingers with every rule: "'First, think. Second, dream. Third, believe. And finally, dare.' To honor him, I have to believe that every step we take will get us closer to freedom."
As if to prove a point, he faces Terra, and finishes with, "I think that's what helped Aqua last this long down here."
Condensed simply, those all sound like tenants of a Keyblade wielder.
"Was your friend a gentle man?" Terra asks.
Mickey smiles with a shrug to his shoulder. "Ohoho, he also said something to the effect of, 'You may not realize it when it happens, but a kick in the teeth may be the best thing in the world for you.'"
"... It makes you stronger." How often has his own Master said the same thing? The Realm will kick him when he's already down, and he's supposed to stand on his own two feet and carry on like it doesn't hurt.
"Something like that." Mickey points to the rocky uphill hike. "My heart tells me this will be the safer way to go. C'mon Terra. How's about we keep going? Our friends think about us all the time, and they will light our way."
Terra grunts like his legs hate him, and he rolls his neck. It helps soothe the headache.
"Okay."
It starts with the suggestion by a simple-minded mouse, and Terra gets on his feet, fighting off dizziness, to face more odd nights.
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The clock still hasn't struck ten and if the way her legs are shaking are any indication of how… is annoyed is the right word? Anxious?
Impatient. Aqua keeps crossing her legs and checks the time, and for a second she thinks she's back in the Realm of Darkness when she swears the minute hand went backwards.
The lights in the lobby are dim, the carpet as red as a deep wound. The chair she's lounging in is comfortable at least, but it nags at her back and she's desperate to move. She's still in the hotel, her heart torn by her duty to the people she swore to protect, nowhere near Ventus, nowhere near Terra, nowhere near anywhere she truthfully wants to be. If it continues to tear in opposite directions, will her heart break in two?
Rydia is also slouched in a lounge chair of her own, and has a radio playing, the static clearing to the lullaby of an accordion and violin. Their story is a long trek through a city filled with the lights of a harp, guided by the sad, gentle canals of a tuba. The violin abandons the accordion, and the tuba reassures the accordion, and it's lonely until they all reunite powerfully at the end of a long night.
Rydia is dressed stunning as always, her empire sleeves in gold trimming piling on top of the floor as she braids and unbraids her long green hair, a gentle smile on her face as she eases into her chair, losing herself to the song.
Everyone around Aqua is either doing two things: hustling to wherever they need to be - the infirmary, the battlefield, to their families - or, they linger, living out the seconds until Kefka comes.
Until Kefka comes: that is what is on everyone's mind, and Aqua can't bear to pass more than a second of thought to it.
But she'll stand corrected when the clock finally hits ten, and after ten strikes from the clock tower, here come the sirens.
They wail at first, getting louder which every passing vibration until she can't hear anything else, and she feels Rydia getting stiff right next to her. The sirens keep blaring.
They quiet, only to come back around and Aqua realizes the town is desperate because there won't be a place that could possibly escape the sound. They need her help. Terra and Ven need her help. Too many people need her help.
Focus, Aqua.
Silence, and her heart still drums in her ear.
"I swear that clock tower is haunted," Rydia says, slowly letting out breath as if letting it go all at once would make too much noise. The music sounds softer, as if the sirens had intimidated it, and Rydia leans over to bring her ears closer. "It always knows when to interrupt the best parts."
When Aqua stares at her with uneasy eyes, Rydia continues, "Don't worry, you'll get used to it."
Aqua never wants to hear them again.
The bustling energy in the hotel took pause during the sirens, and is now at full speed again - maybe even faster, knowing the minutes are ticking. Kefka arrives at eleven. One hour.
Cid barges through, keeping the double doors to the lobby open with a lit cigarette pursed in his lips, and a scowl worse than his usual attitude. "Incomin'."
In comes a tall, blond man with ridiculously spiky hair, and a giant blade strapped to his back (giant is an understatement), dragging carts of wooden boxes, throwing them open to reveal potions - as much as a store inventory.
Aqua recognizes him faintly from the night she came through the Door to Light... and suddenly she feels that twist in her gut, a sweaty coldness that only comes with what she must be most familiar with at this point.
Darkness. This man has the trace of it… and Cid is helping him like no one is in danger and Rydia is welcoming him like he's a friend.
The man pauses his hyper-focus when he sees Aqua, the severe look on his face softening with… pity.
"You're Aqua, right?" he asks her.
"That's right." She hates the way he's looking at her. "And you're…?"
"Cloud." Here it comes. "I'm sorry about Terra."
She has to remind herself that people mean well (and once she frees Terra, everyone will stop trying to apologize to her).
"Thank you," she says and she's relieved she doesn't sound ungrateful.
Cloud looks away at first, minorly distracted by Cid's grumbling about how they only have one ram left for the fight. Then he stands up, approaching Aqua.
"I was really torn up when I heard," Cloud says, uneasy like it's weird for him to be so open-hearted, "but I respect his decision. He has a good head on his shoulders."
Then he extends his hand to her. "Welcome to the team, Aqua."
Cloud has a gentle half-smile on his face, and darkness extends its hand, expecting her to shake it.
She's expected to be polite and she tries - she really wants to try - but her hand limps in his firm shake. Cloud gets the message, dropping his own and turning over his shoulder. "I'll be at the site," he tells Cid. "Hurry it up."
Cid groans, and saying out of ear shot, "Kid swears he's a hot shot."
Aqua rolls her lips inward.
"You alright?" Rydia asks, leaning forward.
"He has darkness." It's impolite to say, but Aqua has little patience to play with the dark.
Rydia cocks an eyebrow, her gray eyes searching for a proper explanation. "Your point? We all harbor darkness within ourselves."
"That is true, but… it's not normal to be able to sense it."
Rydia sits back, nodding to what she's understanding. "I suppose Cloud has been through so much, considering… what I don't understand is why it has to be such a black and white issue."
"What do you mean?"
"Where I come from, darkness isn't considered to be evil, at least among mages. We have white and black magic, but it has more to do with how you wield them. Darkness alone says nothing of your character."
Then Rydia smiles, to prove her point. "I trust Cloud with my life."
Aqua supposes she's being unfair - after all, her reflection has proven to her countless times that there are cracks within her very own heart, and it's unrealistic to believe they have all been sealed and darkness-proof.
There's been a lot of nights when Aqua had wondered if she should end it, pierce her chest with her Master's Keyblade and let the ocean take her. What darker sadness could there be besides that?
And then there's Terra… he has darkness, and maybe it's strong but it's always outshined by his spirit. He will always be a good person.
"Cloud, the sad hero," Cid gruffs, pulling potions out onto tables so everyone who passes by can easily pack them. "Basque in his greatness when he feels sorry for you."
Rydia takes a sleeve her mouth to cover her chuckles. "Where is this coming from?"
"He's more depressin' than an opera." He takes a puff of smoke. "But eh, I can respect 'im. He gets shit done."
Cid glances over to the hallway, suddenly switching gears and gives the two girls a fair warning: "Look sharp."
It's for Garnet's arrival, who is followed closely by Lulu, the organizer of the orphanage... So she hasn't followed the children to safety after all.
Garnet walks like she's on air, the most feminine Aqua has ever seen, her head held high like she's not as small as she really is, her hair and her bubble sleeves floating like there's a breeze that only graces her presence. Her heart is determined and open, embracing what's to come.
Lulu has her arms crossed, her face contorted in annoyance and a touch of impeccable, heavy makeup, her fur and leather-trimmed gown trailing long behind her. She walks with responsibility, but her heart doesn't want to accept what's going on around her.
"You're going to find me hard to submit, Your Highness," Lulu says, her voice as serious as her disposition.
Garnet whips around. "What you propose is preposterous."
"Your point?" Lulu scoffs. "I didn't stay behind to let you do what you please. I'm speaking for what is best for everyone else."
Garnet huffs. As if to end the conversation, she pretends to organize through potions even though they are all the same color, handing over some to Lulu, taking more for the battle ahead.
Lulu apprehensively accepts, and proposes something: "When the children want to win an argument, they play a game called Snap. Winner gets the final word."
"Is that so?"
"It's a game of magical prowess. Hold a coin flat in between both palms, and you fight to keep it."
Garnet straightens up, understanding exactly the kind of filibustering Lulu is trying to do, and extends her hand, gesturing to be given something. "Let's have it, then."
Out of Lulu's bra comes a large silver coin. She holds the coin together with Garnet's palm, like they are slapping it in place. Visually, nothing seems to be happening as their faces lose themselves to concentration, but Aqua recognizes the energy in the air: there is magic bustling in between their fingertips, and whoever exercises more willpower gets to keep the coin.
"Now," Lulu says and they pull hands apart like they're avoiding harm.
It takes a moment to process, and Garnet flips her fingers to reveal that the coin has stayed with her. Whether it's beginner's luck or she's that more skillful, Aqua doesn't know enough to figure.
"I've won," Garnet announces.
"Except you've lost," Lulu says with dejection, with concern, with stern ambition. She hovers over to Rydia's side.
Rydia has cast her eyes downward, avoiding the game altogether, a profound look of guilt betraying her need to keep a straight face.
Three women standing on one side of the room with Garnet opposing them.
It's enough for Cid, who's sitting on his own away from the drama, to throw his hands in the air, as if saying this isn't worth the trouble. "Women."
"What is going on?" Aqua asks.
Her interruption makes Garnet jump, but the princess ignores the question.
So Lulu answers, her tone as exasperated as her eye roll. "Garnet thinks she can get away with sacrificing herself."
"You haven't left me with much choice," Garnet says, sending a glance over to Rydia. "I have been blessed with more time to be there for those in need of me. And yet, I have to do what is best for my people, and I cannot sit idly by to watch you play the sacrifice on my behalf."
Aqua stands up. "I don't understand what you're implying." Except she does understand. She just refuses that there's any justification to it.
Garnet breathes, ignoring Lulu's scoff. "Kefka demands female mages… Turn them into Heartless or else it will continue to haunt us every single night, and I cannot have this when we are in the middle of evacuations. I must ensure the safety of my peers."
Garnet then holds a hand to her heart. "Speak of nothing to Noctis. He'd never leave me out of his sight if he knew."
Hands gripped into themselves, shaking her head, Aqua groans and doesn't know what to say. "Riku never…" Said anything to me.
Just to stay behind and protect the hotel, out of real harm's way without giving her a choice.
So Aqua sets her sights. "Kefka is supposed to come every other night, right?"
"That is correct."
"So you'll buy one night with your life?"
"...Yes. We are the last ones." She gestures to herself, Lulu, and Rydia.
The entire room is quiet, weighed down by the severity of what was said.
They are the last ones, and does it matter really which order they get taken out, one by one?
It's not fair. It's ridiculous, and Aqua, Keyblade Master, is not going to tolerate it.
"Your Highness," she says, "I don't mean to show disrespect, but I think you should listen more to your peers."
Rydia leans forward, like she's looking for a speck of hope. Lulu thanks some force out there that someone around here is speaking reason.
"What would have me do, Master Aqua?" Garnet asks gently. "Shall I be content in my path to survival while those who've paved it for me waste away?"
Aqua swallows hard. The job of a Keybearer will sometimes have easy missions, and sometimes impossible ones, but they are all equal in the importance of saving lives. This decision is a no-brainer.
Even if they buy just one more night of peace, Terra is rotting and Aqua has to get going. Ventus is waiting and she promised…
"If Kefka wants a female mage, I'll give it one," she says, starting to head to the exit.
Garnet drops her jaw. "Are you mad? In your condition?"
"I don't have a condition." Aqua stops at the ornately carved wooden doors, and turns to face everyone in the room. "Cid, can you take my place in protecting the hotel?"
It's not just Aqua and the other mages squaring themselves against Garnet's judgment - Cid proudly dusts off his shoulders, nodding. "Better than facing that crazy clown."
Crazy clown doesn't seem to cut it as an appropriate nickname for the terror everyone around Aqua is feeling.
Aqua glances over to Rydia, who is still healing from a wound. "You need to always be by her side. Rydia, are you okay with this?"
Rydia has fire in her eyes, grabbing her longstaff and using it to keep herself standing. "I don't need to move much to destroy Heartless. I'm strong, and I'll stay."
"You're either really naive, or really powerful," Lulu says to Aqua. "I'll take my chances. I'll follow." She picks her potions like she's heard good news, taking her place across the room.
Garnet stands silent, defeated, with an expression that makes Aqua feel horrible, as though the Keyblade Master is really asking the princess to commit to something that is extraordinarily difficult and painful.
This morning, she had such a bright light within her that her healing touch shone white. Now it's dim, her eyes an empty black.
"It's my job to protect you," Aqua says, attempting to comfort her.
And Garnet only stares, like she doesn't believe it. Like she's faced this too many times, and knows from experience that they will all lose.
****
By the way she breaknecks towards the third district, Aqua can feel the clock ticking, even though the tower is quiet.
She takes long strides, stepping on the occasional puddle, leaving a poor Garnet to jog with her short legs in order to keep up. Traverse Town is decorated in lights, but it's otherwise a vacation town for ghosts. No one to dream about fancy jewelry, to admire the latest fashion, to salivate at the aroma of tonight's dinner.
The third district would have been a sight if it wasn't already halfway-destroyed - debris piling on colorful electrical wiring, lanterns that have been bent in half, a water fountain that has been blown open, and apartment homes with all the lights off, wind blowing through curtains. No one lives here anymore.
In the place of a bustling modern district are a bunch of wooden crates, tossed around between people to gather potions and weapons. ...It's a lot of fighters for one Heartless. Aqua would make the fourth Keyblade wielder up against this thing.
A part of her has this sudden apprehension to take another step forward - these people follow her now, swayed by her confidence that all of their worries will end tonight.
What if she has given them false hope?
Could she cope with it?
It's cold. Someone is watching her.
Aqua recognizes this feeling, since she's been faced with it for the better part of twelve years. There's already Heartless here, and she looks every which way to see if she could spot them hiding among the shadows.
Whatever is there is already studying the people gathering here, honing on the way Garnet and Lulu stride towards the middle of the square, pleased by how frantic people are rushing to finish preparations.
She whips around to find the clock tower in the distance, a great vantage point for anyone to stalk from. It's twenty past ten, but…
It's very cold.
Kefka is already here. It's just waiting for the time to start.
It's a sick situation, Kefka twirling these terrorized people in its fingers.
Aqua's expecting to find a certain pair of yellow eyes that would normally come from feral demons, but a different pair perks up when he sees her arriving to the third district.
And they belong to none other than Lea. She is surprised that he even cares that much.
Or maybe he's just really dramatic, but something about the twitch of his lips tells her that he isn't exactly pleased with her presence there.
"I didn't expect to see you here," he says with a smirk, feigning surprise and she doesn't know why he tries so hard to plant certain impressions on other people.
Aqua has no other answer for him except the obvious: "I have to help."
The facade in his eyes flicker out like a lighter turning off. He places his hands on his waist, letting himself be more honest, yet still keeping a hot air of distance between them. "Are you sure it's a good idea for you to fight something this malicious?"
The nerve of him. "I've faced more nightmares than anyone has ever slept with. I can take care of myself."
"Even after what Terra went through to get you back? Do you think that's fair to him?"
Aqua stammers. It isn't fair to drag Terra into this… "I don't need your permission to fight."
She leaves him with his mouth wide-open, searching for words and failing to find them.
Which only leaves her hearing the words, "She's just as dense as him!" fading behind her. It makes her smirk. Terra hasn't changed - when he has his mind set, he can become the worst kind of stubborn, as immovable as a boulder.
On her way to the middle of the square, past some men mapping out the upper levels where long-range fighters should situate, Aqua finds two particular individuals in one of the highest balconies who take way too much interest in watching her.
A well-dressed man, impeccably so, his silk sleeves a clean white like he's never been to battle, bracelets like he appreciates the finer things in life, and an exquisite embroidered vest like he can afford it, and a rifle sitting casually on his shoulder. He's not the one who initially took an interest in her - he only does so when his partner whispers to him about her arrival.
Said partner is a dark-skinned woman, with long, stark white hair that reaches her thighs, and jackrabbit ears stretching high into the sky out of her helmet. It only makes her look taller, taller than the well-dressed man, taller than Terra. Something about this woman makes Aqua wonder if she's seen her before, but this is no time to sit and think about it - that can wait until later. This rabbit-woman immediately takes notice of Aqua, tightening her grip on her bow.
Now there are two more pairs of eyes watching Aqua's back as she continues onward, out of ear-shot of whatever their opinions are.
Aqua comes across Cloud and Noctis, the latter with a clipboard filled with a checklist to make sure everything is in order. Occasionally he asks Cloud about the setup. Garnet and Lulu are already making laps around the square to check in on their sole wooden ram - Aqua gets the sense that Garnet is avoiding her, and Lulu is only following to make sure she doesn't do anything drastic.
Without really looking at Cloud in the eye, Aqua reaches over to hold Noctis' elbow firmly. "Make sure to keep an eye on Garnet," she says softly.
Noctis stammers before getting grim, and he's disappointed. He looks over his shoulder, where he sees Garnet cheerfully speak to a man like nothing is wrong and no foul plans are being made.
"Make that four eyes," Cloud says, smirking, and Aqua can't bring herself to smile back.
"Thanks for the warning," Noctis says. "She never learns."
… That's the weird thing about the people here. There's so much sadness, in Noctis' eyes, in Cloud's, in Garnet's… and they try smiling anyway like they're tricking themselves. Aqua doesn't remember if she's ever really smiled the entire time she's been in the Realm of Darkness.
Maybe once, when she saw apparitions of Terra and Ventus, but when they disappeared, she reasoned that she was being too hopeful. That it was never really truly a smile, because she can only give one around the people she loves. Not ghosts.
How grateful she is that a super-friendly face comes running up to her, bright (huge) yellow shoes splish-splashing through puddles to greet her, Donald and Goofy closeby.
"What are you doing here?" Sora asks, skidding to a stop.
Aqua really wishes people would stop questioning her drive. "Where is Riku?"
Sora takes a pause, his eyes darting for a moment towards the ground. "He's not here yet."
So it's not four Keybearers against Kefka, but three.
A faint thought nags at the back of her mind again. "He never told me about the female mages."
Sora's eyes widen, like he forgot that detail. But he lets it melt away into a small smile. "Riku hides stuff from me, too, sometimes."
"You've fought it before? Kefka?" Aqua searches his eyes for the truth, and she realizes that she actually sounds apprehensive.
She could fail this mission. It wouldn't be the first.
"Ah, phooey!" Donald scoffs, waving his arms like he's shooing a gnat. He's in a really bad mood, and how can he not when he's stuck here for duty's sake just like everyone else? "It's just a clown."
Sora brightens up, a triumphant fist in his palm. "We have a good team here."
His smile is ill-fitting because it's genuine. Nothing like the others who try to hide their fear, but he makes his out of immense faith. Sora's light is powerful, and… rare, Aqua thinks.
"We do," she says, remembering Ven's smile. Something about Sora reminds Aqua that there are reasons to look forward to happier times.
But everything pleasant is short-lived, and maybe that's a sad fact of life.
Someone screams. Points to the clock tower.
The minute hand speeds up, gaining velocity towards the top of the eleventh hour.
It takes three strikes of the bells for everyone to decide whether this is a joke or it's actually happening early.
Two more strikes for Noctis to yell, "Get aggressive! Stay alive!"
Three more for Garnet to whisper a spell that shines a light upon every single person in the area, and another two for Aqua to witness a faint crystal wrap and spin around her before fading away.
A protection spell, something completely unique and rare. Garnet's light is pure and blinding.
One more and it strikes eleven. Ten minutes to do the job or Kefka walks for another night.
The bubbling that signals the arrival of Heartless gargles, a dark mass growing and growing and growing to the size of a building, before an enormous clown steps down, shaking the ground underneath its mismatched shoes and socks.
It laughs, piercing like a speaker is about to blow her ears. Aqua clutches her heart, protecting it from ripping out of her chest - everyone else is gripping their heads like they're containing a massive migraine.
Kefka leans forward just to take a peek at Aqua, its stupid-looking collar a vomit-inducing mix of yellow and red, three swords carried on each shoulder, its white mask welded onto its dark face, bright yellow eyes in circles wide and without lids, a smile painted and screwed together -
And two huge gashes diagonally across its shield of a face, exposing the skin of a shadow underneath.
They all have been saying this thing is impenetrable. Sure.
Aqua summons her Master's Defender.
The clown's hands shiver, and its jaw widens just like a machine - it lets out a screech that sounds like gears out of control, getting louder and louder like Kefka is offended by her weapon.
And it cuts off.
A cleaver flies into its face, knocking it out of place. There's no way someone has that kind of strength but there is Noctis appearing out of nowhere in its tail, like the weapon is a destination. He strikes and Kefka barely blocks it with its forearm. Noctis throws his cleaver elsewhere, and wherever it appears he warps to. He sends a spear to strike Kefka's shoulder. Disappears. A sword, and then Noctis again, attempting to jab the clown in the eye.
Either way, Noctis stays up high, distracting the clown from doing anything else, like a fly determined to be annoying.
"Light!" Sora yells.
He beams, a force bursting out before racing back to his body, and suddenly he illuminates white and takes two Keyblades (Two? Aqua can't think about it right now), sending himself flying high, his weapons a passion to be reckoned with.
They are both heavy hitters, Noctis and Sora, black and white, one sneaky, the other forward, both brave.
Aqua has much to catch up to.
If it's aggressiveness they want, she has plenty of it. Her magic swirls around her as she charges forward, drawing her thoughts inward to her belly, letting her body twirl faster and faster to hurl the energy out in whips and circles.
Donald and Lulu tag team, throwing lightning strikes, icicles, fireballs on the top of the clown's head. It really, really hates having its face touched, and between those spells and Sora and Noctis zipping around like insects, there's already enough distractions.
Cloud thrusts at its metal calves with his giant sword, an impressive power from below to add to the frenzy.
The well-dressed man and the rabbit-woman take calculated shots from afar, aiming for the eyes and only when the clown has an opening.
Lea also takes that cue and throws firey pot shots from afar even though he's a Keyblade wielder (maybe it's smarter to keep a distance).
Goofy is a little all over the place, but his attack, inspired by a tornado, hits the spot when it does, joining Aqua in the mess she's created.
That's… ten fighters at least against one Heartless and it doesn't do much.
Kefka instead takes a moment to just… stand there and take the heat like it isn't bothered. It can't be this easy.
It's not. Like it suddenly woke up, Kefka stomps the ground, and with it comes a roundabout of explosions that start at the rooftops right behind it and circle the entire third district, tossing debris into the ground and causing several people to succumb to coughing fits.
Garnet immediately checks person to person, her light shining to heal. Noctis is already at her side, and she pretends not to notice.
Cloud starts yelling commands to get the ram ready. He's trying to maneuver it and several men crowd together with him to make it move faster. "Aim it toward our bombs. Let's send it back to darkness!"
As though Kefka heard him, it sprints directly towards Cloud and his group of fighters, as if ready to run them flat. They all scream.
Sora scrambles for the feet with his double-weaponry and misses - just because Kefka likes to hop and skip around.
The clown freezes before it takes the last step, one knee high in the ground like it's deciding to squish them, and a hand outstretched - and balls into a fist.
Aqua expects another explosion, and the fighters scream again in fear.
The fist makes a honk - like a toy car.
Kefka laughs and everyone hurts, hands gripping heads to ease the headache, Aqua holding her heart still.
Now Kefka ignores the men it has targeted.
It instead whips around and with that same balled fist, it throws a blast of dark energy at the group of fighters on the opposite side - throwing bodies, slamming doors, disheveling potions and ripping weapons from their holders.
Aqua stumbles from the quakes, and she sees freed hearts, softly glowing, floating gently as the bodies disappear - three of them at least, heading towards the sky.
"No…"
Three lives lost already. She's failing.
Lulu is on the ground, clutching a Moogle doll closely to her chest as Lea holds her by the shoulders. Garnet is frantically throwing light to various people. The only healer in the group.
Both female mages are okay for now.
Kefka loses interest in Cloud's group - who are still preparing the only ram - to strut across the square like no one is watching, right toward a vulnerable Lulu.
Not like she's the type to get intimidated. She raises a fist close to her face, a succession of explosions slapping Kefka in the face and keeping it at bay. She's shaking it like she's grabbing hold onto something stronger than her and the explosions keep going until she has no choice but to let go.
Here is where Lea follows her patterns, but he's not as skilled at the Keyblade. Blessed with deception, definitely, his movements just as unpredictable as Kefka's, throwing fireballs to distract the clown like tossing bees, only to look like he'll dodge in one direction but he really dodges another.
All to keep the clown's attention away from Lulu.
"Cloud!" Lea yells. "Now!"
Cloud and two men push the ram with all their mind, Cloud yelling about making sure to hit it from the southeast direction or they'll miss the planted bomb.
Then the ram loses a wheel. Dilapidates onto the ground.
Kefka takes notice. It always smiles at the expense of others.
A loud whistle, and the sound of water. A wave. A tsunami, really. The well-dressed man blew the whistle, summoning a massive wave to overflow the district and head straight for Kefka.
A new ram, built by exquisitely rare water magic.
This is no time to admire, but an opportunity and Aqua takes it, throwing a trail of ice onto the water as it passes by her and she skates it up, up, and up. When she gets to the crest, she spreads the ice all over the thrash of ripples, turning them into steely icicles, straight into Kefka's torso, right onto the building behind it.
She missed the planted bomb but she's got it pinned. Standing on an icy wave, face to face with the smiling beast. It struggles against the ice, and she readies her Keyblade.
"Time to take care of you," she says.
Kefka stops, leaning its head forward with whatever movement it has left to stare right into her eyes, and even though it's programmed to make only one expression, it almost looks like it's smiling wider.
Aqua lowers her Keyblade. Kefka isn't in front of her anymore but there are flashing pictures of a man. A funny-dressed man, a river, throwing poison into the water, so much that it turns dark. There are many people dead and there's a laugh, and a trial, and a battle, and powerful magical transformations.
The worst kind of people become the worst kind of Heartless.
There's a voice.
"Crazy is just a word they use to describe us."
Aqua has never known a Heartless to be able to talk. It can't talk, it's all in her head.
"What?"
"What are you doing?" Donald yells from the ground below.
Kefka has its large hands around the brim of her icy prison and breaks it piece by piece, thrashing against the building, and she slips and slides off the back of the wave, away from its inevitable freedom.
"Let's go!" Sora and Lea zoom past her, aiming for the clown before it sets loose, but Lea is smarter and backs out when he realizes it's too late, and Sora keeps going until he's exhausted.
One of his Keyblades fade away and he falls, Goofty barely catching him while skating on his shield.
"Keep it up, come on!" Noctis yells to a huge disheartened crowd, followed by Cloud for another barrage of assaults.
Not that Kefka is particularly interested. It hops and dances, skipping along the block and every step it takes strikes a random explosion in a random location, some hitting nothing, others being blocked by Lulu's powerful barriers. One hits near the balcony where the well-dressed man and the rabbit woman were standing, leaving rubble and two long-range fighters onto the ground where they have less of an advantage.
It's dusty and Donald's fireworks sprinkle the air in bright colors that combat the sound of bombs to the point that Aqua has a hard time following Kefka.
She tries but a lot of her attacks end up missing because of Kefka's erratic movements. She has to rely on widespread attacks, which drain her and she takes deep breaths in between to keep herself going.
Sometimes when Kefka runs, it attacks where it aims for, and sometimes it decides not to. It's hard to keep up.
Garnet slips by in all directions, her main concern is healing other people - with such sharp determination that she doesn't care whether Noctis is trying to protect her.
Just when Aqua thinks that Kefka doesn't see her, it attacks, and Garnet is flung straight into a wall, her protection crystal shattering.
"NO!" Noctis yells.
She slumps and doesn't bother to get up. She folds her arms around herself, waiting for the next hit, and Aqua summons another trail of ice to get there faster (faster, faster). She can't let this happen on her watch.
At this point, Aqua is shielding a stupefied princess with her body, and Kefka will attack the both of them, already ready with a dark mass bubbling in its palm.
But it gets hit from behind by a massive… missile? It's forceful enough to actually make the clown stumble.
The droning sound of machinery draws near, a flying gummi ship coming close. Kefka laughs and everyone hurts, Aqua gripping Garnet tighter to quiet the squirming princess.
Kefka telepathically takes all six swords and glides them in a sweep, up right through the middle of the ship, cutting in half, and Riku vaults out of the captain's seat, rolling off a roof and landing with a huge thud right next to Aqua and Garnet.
"Just in time," Riku says, summoning his new Keyblade. It's heavy and massive for his size.
Garnet snaps out of her stupor, heaving because she's just escaped death. Her eyes flash anger, and she takes her shortstaff and holds it in the air. A column of light bursts through the cobblestone with a loud punch, shooting right into the sky with such a trembling force that Kefka is knocked away from them.
"Thank you, Aqua," Garnet gently says as she picks herself up. She casts another spell, encasing herself and Riku in crystal.
Even though he has his Keyblade ready, Riku gladly waits for her to finish like they've done this routine one too many times and it's the best they can do to keep an eye on each other.
But Riku doesn't wait for a command though, chasing as soon as his crystal stabilizes itself. It's Cloud that sprints by his side and gestures an order without saying anything. In sync, they hit both of Kefka's ankles with their massive weapons, tripping it to its knees.
Garnet is also on her knees, exhausted. Whatever attack she conjured, it drained her of power and Aqua slumps her over her back - Garnet may be short but she's heavy.
Some force of wind takes Aqua off her feet, and Noctis suddenly has his arm around the both of them, and they glide over the ground until he reaches his next waypoint and drops them right behind Lulu, who is frustrated, worried, and determined to keep Garnet behind her.
The look on Noctis' face is awful as he takes a glance at the chaos: Kefka easily standing up after being tripped, Cloud and Riku desperately attacking its shins, the ram since abandoned. Goofy and Sora attacking its ankles from behind, Lea acting like bait, the well-dressed man shooting his gun upwards and missing, the rabbit-woman shooting an arrow and hitting the clown straight in the eye, but it all does so little.
Noctis is tired - not just exhausted, but the kind of tired Aqua dealt with for years.
Not the kind when he's had enough and he's angry - the kind when he's had enough and it's time to give up.
And Aqua's had enough.
She charges forward with a yell, jabbing her Keyblade straight into the air. She summons a giant snowflake, spinning and flashing until it stabs Kefka right at the hip.
In reaction, Kefka commands its swords again, and throws them all at her with a huge swipe, and Aqua doesn't dodge. She blocks, each slash of a sword against a properly placed Keyblade. Kefka is strong, and Kefka is big, and these swords are twice her size - but none of them matter. She's been training with two large men her whole life, and Kefka doesn't compare to her Master's skill or Terra's ferocity.
"You're pissing me off!" she cries when she blocks the sixth sword.
It takes a lot out of her but they are not called special techniques without a good reason.
Her Master's unique chains, first encircling her in a glow of golden light, then lurching until they wrap around Kefka. At the touch, these chains burn Heartless - they've certainly burned her when the Master first taught them how to use it.
Success. Kefka's arms are twisted tightly against its torso, and one of the links wraps under its thigh and actually keeps the stupid thing on its knees, a perfect target for everyone else.
The air chills, fog rolling in and Aqua at first considers a new threat but it's actually a dragon shaped out of mist, bobbing in the air before landing on the roof. It blows steam onto the clown, carefully skipping allies like they are precious, leaving a clown squealing like an unoiled engine.
"That's my girl," says a breathy Lulu, who barely has the energy to stand up.
It has to be Rydia's summon. Such powerful magic, Aqua has so much to learn still.
But a dragon twice the size of Kefka still doesn't make a dent (what the stars is its skin made of?), and it soon dissipates, leaving a dumbfounded Aqua - but no one else seems surprised. They keep throwing attacks, and Aqua is getting drowsy. She can't hold onto the chains much longer.
Ah, Kefka's floating swords, she forgot about them. They strike against her chains. They'll break. The damn thing.
At this point, Aqua has nothing left to give and so much to lose.
"Noctis," she says, whipping around and holding him by the shoulder. "Can you fly me up?"
He has dirt on his face and defeat in his eyes, but why not? He grabs her by the waist and throws his dagger up in the sky. She flies, then he grabs her again, throws his dagger even higher, making her soar to heights she couldn't possibly jump to on her own.
Aqua lets herself float, aiming for the sword nearest her. She grabs the grip of the hilt. Her feet stomp the guard and she stands straight.
She ignores Noctis when he freaks and screams, "Don't touch those!"
The sword spins to knock her off but she has a direction she wants to go and this thing will obey.
Down she goes, the point of the sword cutting straight through the air with one very particular destination: in between Kefka's shoulder and clavicle.
She rips into it, metal creaking and gears popping apart until she hits a thud that she's sure is the ground. Like a needle, Kefka is pinned in place by its very own. Aqua's chains flickjer but still - it can't move.
Kefka can't turn its face well to get a full look at the Keyblade Master triumphantly standing on its shoulder, right in between its lost limb.
"Get off of there!"
"Don't touch that!"
"Are you nuts?"
Voices by some she recognizes and some she doesn't, she ignores them. Instead, she watches Kefka's eyes, hard on her. The smile on its face doesn't waver even though she can tell - she can feel - rage building.
Several gears choke right under its chin, still turning but only barely. It's so weak under the frame - most of its inner skeleton is just metal beams and a cloud of purple smoke for organs with a black balloon for a head, all wrapped in a tacky costume. For a Heartless, it cannot create a hard shadow body like all the others, so it made itself a hard shell instead.
Like that of a man with a soft ego, too short-sighted to see his his arrest and execution coming, the ghost of a crazy clown who never wanted to be weak again and has only proven himself so.
"It's not as fun like this."
Aqua studies the two gashes on its mask, burnt at the tips and curving outwards.
"Terra did that to you, didn't he?" She scoffs. Her hands are melting into the swords hilt - this isn't fully solid either, and she can feel Garnet's soft puffs of white light healing her fingers the longer she's touching it. "I've faced worse than you in the Realm of Darkness."
She summons her Master's Defender. In darkness, only light slices the way. Even though the Keyblade is blunt and rounded, the point is to reach the heart - and every darkened heart has a weakness to exploit, the very same insecurity that haunted its former human.
Aqua has felt it all with every Heartless she's defeated in the Realm: the grieving, the enraged, the depressed, the vengeful, the feral, the crazy.
She yells, the light off her Keyblade aiming straight for the neck - she promised to be a Wayfinder, and for darkness that simply means releasing them.
Her Keyblade sparks against the gears and she has to look away, and this force burns like steam but she keeps at it. She's not letting this thing dance away tonight.
Kefka screeches.
There are yells about abandoning her with the clown.
Sora yells back that they have to help her.
Riku agrees.
Lea (apprehensively) follows along.
And Aqua keeps doing what she's doing.
Kefka's shoulder budges the moment the purple smoke of its insides release like gas, into her face and up her nostrils. It's putrid and it burns behind her eyes. She coughs but she stands strong until her Keyblade gives way and suddenly there's another collapse and she's falling backwards with the arm.
Something large topples on itself as there's a shimmer in the air.
Cries of amazement. Hollers. Yells to get back as far as possible. Aqua can't tell, it's cloudy in dark purple and she can't see in the gas.
Two pairs of hands grab her by the shoulders and drag her, and there's so much coughing - her throat burns and she hears Riku telling Sora to hurry up and he coughs as well.
It's clear now, the gas slowly fading away and whatever is left of the clown slowly - slowly - topples away like it still wants to resist. First the entire right arm where she chopped it off, then the left, until the knees buckle and its head rolls forward and it all turns black and gets blown open by sparkles of light.
A large heart floats upward, the crowds watching in silence like it's a stunning show they respect too much to interrupt. They don't shift until it floats higher, somewhere high in the sky where Kingdom Hearts will eventually accept its arrival.
The crowd doesn't believe it at first even though it's as clear as day. Claps start, then sobs, then whoops, then hugs and kisses, and a melting of relief rolled into a platter of overused desperation that still needs a place to be served.
The fight is over, and the night is as bright as the dawn.
There's so much happiness but all Aqua feels is shivering - it's so cold all of a sudden and her teeth chatter.
Riku is on his hands and knees, hacking.
Sora is on his side, his hand rubbing a massive headache and he moans.
Donald and Goofy run to his side, the former giving him a lecture instead of congratulating all the accomplishments of the night, and Goofy swings Sora over his shoulder to carry him away.
Lea throws Riku's arm around his shoulders. "Come on, buddy," he says, patting Riku's back.
Cloud gently carries Aqua in his arms, whispering, "I wasn't expecting that. It's impressive."
But it hurts to swallow and she doesn't say anything back. He lowers her onto a stretcher, in between Riku and Sora, who each have their own.
Riku rolls his head. "I can't quite believe it. Stupid clown."
Sora makes a trembling thumbs-up. "We did it." It plops down.
Gasps and sobs make way near them, and Garnet wanders into view, unable to keep up with her smiling tears, her gloved fingers intertwining with Aqua's.
"It is done. It is over," she says.
"What is happening to me?" Aqua asks hoarsely.
"Oh, you've been poisoned, dear," Garnet says with a sweet smile, leaning over her. "Not to worry. Terra has made sure we've plenty of elixirs."
"Terra…"
It's just like him to always be there.
Even during treasure hunts, where he left clues through the forest to make it easier for her to find him. Like stepping stones on an ocean so she could walk across, and she follows.
Garnet melts into tears again, the cheers silencing her quiet sobs and Lulu is asking for her, gathering everyone except the poor souls on stretchers into a huge embrace.
Celebrations are just as chaotic, nothing like the stars.
The stars. Aqua gasps when she sees them, and it sends her into such a coughing fit that Cloud has to put an oxygen mask over her nose and mouth.
But there they are, dim due to the light pollution. They're her first since she's been freed, and she's forgotten how special she always thought of them - a light to pierce the darkness. Guides to give people directions. Reminders of hope. Wayfinders for all the dreams she's had.
They're beautiful.
#terraqua#aqua#terra#kh fanfic#kingdom hearts fanfiction#noctis lucis caelum#garnet til alexandros#rydia of mist#lulu final fantasy#kefka palazzo#riku#sora#MERRY CHRISTMAS I'M BACK FROM THE DEAD#my fic
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Siren’s Song
A/N: Just in case you haven’t heard this man’s heavenly vocals: A video or two! Also credit to @ncttrinities for feeding into my zero self-control and helping plan this. I might be slightly wh*pped for him.
Pairing: Nakamoto Yuta x Reader
AU: Siren! and College!
Summary: Sirens don’t exist or do they?
“Sirens were originally Persephone’s three handmaidens. When Hades kidnapped Persephone to be his wife, Demeter gave the handmaidens beautiful golden wings so they could search the earth. They eventually gave up, making Demeter mad and causing her to curse them to an island.” Professor Nakamoto lectures alongside the powerpoint made by his TA, Johnny. You took this Greek Mythology 101 class for the easy A or so you thought. Professor Nakamoto grades based on how much effort you put into the assignment and how much you participate in class.
“Time’s almost up for today, so your assignment for this week is to write your own siren myth.” The professor always had assignments like that. You thought that he set the class up like that to see how much the students retained from his lectures, but little did you know that he was hiding a big secret.
Professor Yuta Nakamoto was a siren and trying to teach that sirens don’t exist. The curse was just that in his opinion. The man literally looks like a god and could have been an Idol but had decided to teach to protect his secret. Johnny, his TA, came from America and was just as handsome as Yuta. Johnny was older than Yuta, but messed around and never graduated college and was the only one in the history department who knew Yuta’s secret.
You, on the other hand, were halfway through a Master’s degree in History. You were trying to take all of the credit hours you could, just to graduate early and start your life. Midterms were a few months away, so you had to make at least an A on them to give you a little wiggle room for the finals.
Johnny, being the greatest TA bless him (bless me achoo), hosts a study group and has office hours in Professor Nakamoto’s office before and after class almost every time.
You had a question over the study guide that Johnny had handed out, so naturally you went to office hours to ask before heading to your next class. There was something magical about the voice you heard coming from Yuta’s office. It was so pretty and drew you in. Your feet kept moving towards the door, as if they weren’t controlled by your brain. You reached out for the door handle and turned it. Something compelled you to keep walking into the office, where Professor Nakamoto was sitting in his chair and singing under his breath.
Yuta was shocked. You weren’t supposed to hear his ‘true’ voice. He quickly cleared his throat and asked you what you needed. You were frozen for a minute, as all of the gears in your brain started to move again, you remembered why you were there.
“I have a question on the study guide that Johnny made. Do you know where he is?”
“I don’t know where he is, but I could probably help you since I am the professor.”
You wanted to laugh at yourself for being such an idiot. “The question asks for the differences between harpies and sirens. Is it for the modern idea of sirens or the original idea of them?”
Yuta looked at you confused, shouldn’t you be questioning him on the fact that he is a siren (the answer is yes but you are too tired to realize it). He looked at you for a moment before answering, giving you his perfect, healing smile. “Its for the modern idea of sirens, Y/N. You’re the only student who caught that.”
“Alright, thank you and see you in class.” You took off towards your next class, mind still piecing everything together. Professor Nakamoto can’t be a siren because they don’t exist, right? Your next class went on for what seemed like hours.
Yuta was freaking out. He called Johnny, hoping the sentient tree would answer the phone.
“Hello?” Johnny’s disembodied voice flowed through the phone.
“I, uh, may have done something stupid and exposed myself.”
“Nakamoto Yuta, What did you do?”
“I may or may not have been singing under my breath and Y/N got captivated with my ‘true’ voice.”
Johnny sighed and Yuta could picture the taller man rolling his eyes.
“You want me to convince them that their mind is playing tricks on them, don’t you?”
Yuta just hummed in response.
Johnny hung up on him, not before telling him that he should be more careful.
You were finally dismissed from class. Johnny had texted you and asked if you want to meet up at a café near campus. It was about a 15 minute walk from the building you were at. The only thing in your head was the sound of Yuta’s voice. The voice that mesmerized you, the one that belonged to a forbidden object, and the one you couldn’t have. The more you thought about your professor’s voice, the more it dawned on you that he might be a siren. You walked towards the café, pulling your jacket closer to your body, trying to get as warm as possible while walking into the wind. The fall weather was your favorite, but it still had its downsides. You pushed the door open and took a deep breath, taking in the scent of fresh roasted coffee beans and fresh baked goods.
Johnny waved you over to the table he was sitting at. Your TA had two cups of coffee in front of him of which he handed you one. You gladly accepted the bean juice and took a sip. The two of you exchanged greetings and talked about random topics.
“Johnny, how much do you know about Professor Nakamoto?”
“He’s like my best friend, why?” Johnny was concerned about what you were going to say and it showed.
“I want an honest answer. Is he a siren?” You whispered those sentences. Perhaps you were going crazy with all the credit hours you were taking and the disturbing amount of sleep you were losing due to it. Everything about the professor seemed to match the exact creatures he was teaching about, obviously there were small differences.
Loud Laughter broke you from your thoughts. “You honestly can’t believe that, Y/N. Sirens don’t exist and he is not one. I think you need to take a break from your course work or take a long nap.”
“I guess so, but no one should have a voice that pretty.”
Johnny helped you with a few questions on your study guide before it was time for him to go help Yuta get set up for the Introduction to ancient civilizations class. You decided to head to your dorm and sleep as Johnny suggested.
The nap was just what you needed. Your roommate woke you up and asked if you had notes from your english class that they could borrow. Your phone’s screen lit up displaying the current time and a message from your best friend, Kun. Kun is the mom friend. He brings you food and takes care of you, so it’s no surprise when he texted you asking where you were and why you weren’t in class today.
Johnny had met up with Yuta and practically clowned him for letting you catch on.
“I didn’t know that they was there.”
“Well, It would take a genius to figure out that students are going to stop in during office hours.”
“If you’re so smart, Johnny, then why aren’t you a professor?” Yuta was becoming dramatic. He picked this habit up from a few of the freshman students. The students called themselves the dream team.
You weren’t prepared for class on Monday, knowing that you had to take the chapter test. Johnny had warned you that the professor had a project planned but he was picking the partners. You asked him to put in a good word for you, so that you would hopefully get paired with Dong Sicheng, who goes by WinWin and happens to be the professor’s favorite. WinWin was a cutie and very babie so you understood why he was the favorite. A plus to working with WinWin is that he was friends with Kun as well, so study snacks would be made for you both.
The test was easy, probably because Johnny had explained everything to you when he asked you to get coffee. Yuta had waited for everyone to turn in the test before explaining the project, which was to come up with and market a product as business entrepreneurs (Johnny’s idea after writing an essay at 3 am and drinking red bull). He started to call each pair.
“Dong Sicheng and Mark Lee.” There goes your chance at a decent grade, Mark was the only other student who wasn’t a freshman and had a great work ethic. “Y/L/N Y/N and Huang Renjun.” You have heard that Renjun was a responsible boy who loved art from Kun constantly talking about him and Sicheng. Kun also said that Renjun and his three other friends referred to themselves as the dream team and they did everything together.
The said boy came up to you and introduced himself and gave you his number. When class ended, you marched up to Johnny.
“I thought I asked you to make sure I was partnered with Sicheng.”
“I tried. Professor said no multiple times.” Johnny was trying not to smile at the memory of teasing Yuta.
“What would he say if I ask him? I really don’t want to work with a member of the self-proclaimed ‘dream team’.”
“He would most likely say no and to get over it, but you can try. He’s in his office.”
Johnny was sending you to war with a dangerous (read: Soft) enemy. Johnny immediately texted Yuta a heads up after you stormed out of the classroom. Yuta had anticipated someone was going to be upset at the partner choices, he just didn’t think that it was going to be you.
You furiously rapped on the door to Yuta’s office and waited for him to tell you to enter.
“Y/N, what can I do for you?” The male had asked in a sing- song tone. The cadence of his voice quickly quelled your anger.
“I wanted to know if I could switch Renjun for either Mark or Sicheng.” You smiled at him, silently praying to whatever gods or goddesses existed that he says yes.
“I’m sorry, but partner pairings are final unless one partner is doing more work than the other.”
You exited the office in a slightly better mood than before, which Johnny noticed when he passed you in the hall.
“Yuta, was Y/N just here?”
He nodded.
“They were furious after you assigned partners and then is suddenly in a better mood after talking to you. What happened?”
“We had a great conversation, that’s all.”
Johnny shot him a look that conveyed his thoughts. Yuta was slightly annoyed that the elder could read him that well.
“I just charmed them a little. Y/N might be short but They’re kind of scary.”
“I know, but we’ve had this discussion. What happens when they figure out that you are in fact a siren. Y/n already asked me if you were.”
Yuta knew that Johnny was right. He should probably stop while he was ahead. You were too pretty to die and he really didn’t want to move again.
You messaged Renjun and asked him to meet you at Kun’s after okaying it with him. Kun was already working on snacks for the three of you. Three hours later and Renjun never showed up, Kun tried calling him but the boy never answered and Kun knew the boy didn’t have class until tomorrow. You already texted Johnny and told him what happened and that Renjun hasn’t shown up. You made sure to ask where the professor was, hoping that this would get you a new partner. Your favorite and only teaching assistant informed you that the was hour left in Yuta’s office hours. The walk from Kun’s dorm to the office to you about thirty minutes compared to the usual hour. The anger boiling in your system at the freshman kept you warm and was what caused you to practically slam the office door open.
The Japanese man had heard angry footsteps coming down the hall, so he started to sing in order to calm the anger. It worked after a while and you could feel the anger melt away as waves of relief washed over you. The song continued and something about it compelled you to start walking towards your professor. You closed the distance between your lips and Yuta’s. The kisses were filled with passion and need.
“Get a room!”
That phrase startled you. Yuta grabbed your waist, not ready to let you leave, and looked at the source of the interruption. Johnny was standing at the door, rolling his eyes. You didn’t even notice the glare that Yuta shot him.
“Get Out, Johnny. Office hours are over.” (WiNk WoNk)
#nct yuta nakamoto#NCT#nct 127 au#nct 127 imagines#NCT 127#yuta x reader#yuta nakamoto x reader#nctau#nct fanfic#nct fluff#nct imagines#nct scenarios#kpop fanfic#kpop au#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios
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