#if im gonna be babysitting at school AND at work then i sure as hell am gonna get paid for one of them
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care for my kagepro au inspired by phineas and ferb across the 2nd dimension where they hang out in a dark undisclosed location and they all have knives
this is extremely over the top and supposed to be funny btw. ayano's plot hole plan that makes no sense doesn't work but from another angle. she gets spit back from the daze in the same way it doesn't make sense for her to stay in there and she's still in THE AIR FROM JUMPING so erm she shatters a leg and maybe her spine too. fun times. she walks with a limp now
ayano in the daze's like. but i wanted this -> i deserved this -> im guilty i got what i wanted though -> i deserve punishment -> this IS punishment -> but i wanted this (restart) SO in this scenario where she survived she's still struggling with guilt because she DARED try to take the easy way out when she knew her siblings needed her. so now she's edgelord I must protect my siblings i dont deserve my cape (edgily puts scarf away) also the eyepatch is for extra edgelord vibes but i think it'd be cool if she can't control favoring because she's so all over the place so it's always active, and since she feels so much regret she can only project that one memory of her jumping to ppl. sad. so she covers it for the sake of everyone.
because of ayano's survival it's evident kenjirou is posessed so ayano+mekatrio move out immediately and are in actual hiding from him. that's why they're at undisclosed location. seto brings mary with them. so ayano's like ok, saeru wants all the snakes together, they're all gonna gather anyway it's better to have them all in one place and have eyes on them. so she starts the gathering process herself. in this saeru is extremely just Out There cartoonishly taking over the city style i told you this is based on phineas and ferb. i told you. btw the joke is that it's insanely over the top. i just find it episodic and joyful.
also ayano's cold to shintaro because she can't afford to have her feelings for him distract her, she has no right to normal teenage girl feelings like a CRUSH. but shintaro still believes kano as ayano saying IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT was the real ayano which matches with her new behaviour towards him so he's extremely pathetic about it. he's with her through her entire recovery and becomes her right hand man which the trio HAAATE bc ayano doesn't let them do anything but shintaro can always come<3 their missions go from buying groceries to saving haruka and takane from the evil lab to kidnapping hibiya and hiyori. shit like that.
they get hibiya and hiyori and it's their BIGGEST PRIORITY to protect them because they're saeru's next target and if they can avoid having all snakes out it's by making sure these 2 stay alive. erm they don't wanna be there though. it's dark in here and you're all weird as hell. momo is tasked with babysitting them. she's not happy about it.
momo never gets her money controlled, dropped out from school since day 1 and the fame got to her head so she's kinda awful. she's the only one allowed out of wherever the fuck they are because of work she's literally the one paying 4 everything. toxic yuri situation with kido who has one side of their head shaved. you know how it goes. also kido acts rly tough like they're out there killing thugs and goons but mostly they just make food
takane is the medic in the same way barbers used to be surgeons in the middle age which means everyone tries really hard not to get hurt so they don't have to go to her. also saeru's whole Experiments on haruka and takane thing is a lot more evil and ermmm she has one less leg and she's permanently connected to a reactor thing of sorts so she's also the team's tech! woohoo!! it's unknown whether she got opening eyes or not because she has no idea how to activate it which makes ayano rly frustrated. same goes for haruka who has not woken up since aug 15. which is the main reason takane started watching youtube tutorials on medicine. get you a girl who will take care of you if you're in a coma and there is no access to a hospital.
seto and mary wield weapons for one reason or another. kano is extremely guilty about shintaro's guilt but also hates him more than ever bc ayano won't trust him anymore and now shintaro's the one knowing everything. probably some doomed yaoi in there somewhere. this is my evil kagepro au
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i like my job but uf they put me in charge for the night one more time I'm gonna start making them pay me like a manager
#i didnt WANT to be a manager but if youre gonna do this to me anyway you better start giving me more money#i do NOT get paid enough to manage the newbie#whos on his phone all the time and said he threw up halfway during outside trash and said he needs to go home#(he was doing outside trash because i cant. i have an issue with my hand)#RIGHT at the busiest goddamn time#(he stayed out of pity and also because he didnt want to answer the actual managers questions)#AND stay late to count both drawers because nobody bothered to teach him how to count his#AND deal with shitty customers on my own#AND the safe running out of pennies#AND the lottery machine fucking up#(and i cant do a damn thing about either of those BECAUSE IM NOT A MANAGER)#and every other goddamn thing that happened tonight#i am extremely tired of people pushing responsibilities onto me without consulting me first#my college decided that my roommates next year will consist of three freshmen - one of which is 16!#ill be 20 in october#i am not irresponsible but i am not reliable to enough to take on responsibilities like this consistently#if im gonna be babysitting at school AND at work then i sure as hell am gonna get paid for one of them#not that 16 y/os are babies just that this means the dorm is no longer an adult space and there is a minor indirectly in my care now#they seem chill but still.#anyway.
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hey any1 want some superman jon and batman Damian hcs? too bad cause you’re getting them
• damian realized why no one wanted to be batman when he turned 18 and Bruce decided to give him batman when he was 22.
• jon realized why jon didn’t want to be superman when he also turned 18
• oh and right, by gave, I mean bruce sorta can’t be batman anymore. medical reasons…
• damian sorta uh. persuaded clark into giving jon superman.
Damian: look. I don’t wanna be worlds finest with you, old man.
Clark: im- im not old—
Damian: listen here, jon and i? we are gonna surpass you and my dad. so give it to jon and let me prove it.
Clark: this doesn’t seem like a good idea— you aren’t ready— neither is jon
Damian: wait- wait, you don’t believe in your son and i??? wow. WOOOW. okay. i see.
Clark: that’s not it!-
Damian: sure. sure. don’t worry. I see now.
Clark: wait I do!
Damian: no, no you don’t.. it’s— it’s okay, I get it, it’s me, huh?
Clark: no!
Damian: I get it
Clark: please i do! I’ll - oh my rao, you’re playing me
Damian: i am. i cant do this without jon though. please, Clark.
Clark: *sigh, how did he get manipulated by a kid he used to babysit* okay.
• okay so now jon may be a little overwhelmed because one day he’s flamebird, the next, he’s becoming superman? huH. it’s extremely uh. worrying. and really just? wow.
• does Damian feel bad? oh yeah. he does. so bad. but he really can’t do it alone. they always dreamed of being their parents. or being better than them. but they grew up and realized that they really didn’t want to be their parents.
• but here they were, getting fitted for their suits and adding their own details to it.
jon: hey, you look hot
damian: please. shut up.
• they could do this. they could do this. shoot they can’t do this.
• damians own anxiety was going 50 mph. look, okay? remember before heretic when Bruce thought that Damian would become a satanic batman and basically rain hell all over gotham? yeah. that’s what is going on in damians mind.
• he doesn’t want to be that. ( “you won’t be like that, cmon, d, we’re gonna be better.” ) and how Damian wants to believe jon so bad..
• he doesn’t want to become obsessed with Batman like his father did, he still wants to have a life. he doesn’t want to isolate himself away and adopt kids as a coping mechanism. that’s why he needs jon to be superman. jon helps him, he helps him not go off into his own little world and stay there. he believes that with Jon, he’ll be okay. he has to be. maybe he uses jon as his own coping mechanism, but that isn’t the point.
• together, they will outshine their parents. the supersons can do this. they are the next generation, and it’s not like they are alone. they have so many other people to help them. they’ll be okay.
• they have been preparing for this their whole life, but they both feel like they got it too soon. they thought they had more time. Damian does feel guilty when he hears jon talking about how stressed he is about superman and not living up to whatever the hell he has to live up to, but Damian does fear what would. or could. have happened if he didn’t have jon with him. becoming batman took a lot out of him, more than he would like to admit. he just got constant flashbacks to heretic and that whole fiasco he thought he put behind him a loong time ago.
Jon: are you sure you’re okay?
Damian: yes idiot, quit worrying.
Jon: I’ll always worry about, d.
• jon somehow becomes MORE sappier when he becomes superman.
• okay, also, funny story. ( Clark and Bruce don’t find it funny AT ALL ) superman and batman? yeah they sorta kissed after an almost alien invasion. in their suits. uh. in front of an alien who they were arresting for the green lanterns. most people believe that when people say it, it’s a lie, kidding. no they don’t. there were pictures.
bruce: you want to explain this?
damian: not really, no.
• the public knows there’s a new Batman and Superman since yk. Jon’s face is public and was seen as superboy flamebird and now superman, and batman was slightly smaller and had some different moves
• but here’s their main line up: batman ( dami wamie, obvi ), superman ( jonnyboy kent ), nobody ( maya:)) ), green lantern ( tai pham, my baby boy ), lace ( wallace west 2, he goes by lace instead of flash because i said so. ), and shazam ( billy b ).
• fun fact, they have a den mother even though they are all in their 20s. poor dinah.. yeah black canary is their den mother. ( stole it from from yj )
• dinah makes sure they get their injuries checked out, train regularly, and you know. don’t blow up a building.
• again.
• ( when damian and jon were younger, in their teen years, they stupidly accidentally blowed up a building. in their defense, the building was owned by the penguin. and there were no civilians in the area. but they also got a lot of men sent after them.. oops. )
• they are very chaotic. they are the definition of dumbass energy sometimes.
• damian tries to keep the pda down whenever he’s batman, BUT JON DOESNT KNOW HOW TO DO THAT
• hence the amount of photos of jon hugging Damian or kissing him
• damian has never once initiated one in suits
• ( that one time jon almost died does not count )
Damian: thought you were gonna be batman.
Tim: nah, i don’t wanna be bruce. i saw what it did to dick. I would’ve became just like him.
Damian: am i like him??
Tim: god no, bruce would never kiss superman or date him or spray paint the new justice league logo— nice logo, by the way— onto villains bases
Damian: is that a good or bad thing?
Tim; good, that means you probably won’t be a total emotional stunted person using crime fighting as an outlet for unresolved childhood trauma.
Damian: you do realize why i became Robin right
Tim: .. not the point im trying to make. I mean now, brat.
• sometimes you can see some of the heroes dropping by to surprise kids, they heard that their old mentors used to go to children’s hospitals to visit sick kids, so they did that too. on a rare day where there isn’t any crime, which is really rare, they go to a school and talk if it’s a weekday, or they drop by an orphanage to hang out with kids.
• they have gotten into a lot of trouble though. they’re still learning how to work as a team. jon and damian are used to being solo and working with each other, Tai had tagged along a few times when they were younger and knows how they work, along with maya, but billy and Wallace do not.
• they often all get into arguments.
• damian lacks a filter and will criticize everyone if they mess up. and he often goes off alone or is too blunt.
• it takes a long time before they all realize that Damian is just: Damian, he doesnt mean to be mean. ( surprisingly )
• billy is used to being the big kid stuck at the kids table, it’s funny that he’s actually the second oldest when he used to be the youngest. ( lace is like.. 27? shazam is 25.. nobody 24. & the supersons 22. pulled all those ages outta my ass. you’re welcome. )
• dinah is also their therapist. poor dinah.
• like really giving pity to dinah. but dinah loves those kids, she has known some since they were kids. she used to take damian out for ice cream and train with him, and also babysit him. ( AUNT DINAH IS MY FAVORITE GOODBYE ). and she did the same with Jon.
• dinah actually does help a lot of them get over their trauma, not completely, but most have finally spoken about it. they began talking after they all got hit with fear gas.
• that was a bad night.
• they had almost disbanded before when they thought lace had died by the hands of captain cold. they had been arguing all day, and if they didn’t, they might’ve saved him:
• but turns out he wasn’t dead.
• but the argument was still there, and it was strong. it took a while for them to actually work together without dinah forcing them.
• then soon came another new member after maya left to go do some undercover mission for the justice league regarding some alien tech being distributed some place. it was a sad goodbye, but she would be back and she would have a place here.
• welcoming: yara flor. yara was a bit headstrong and wild. damian has screamed at her a lot and almost got into a fist fight with her before being dragged off by his boyfriend 💋
• but she settled in fine. minus the fact damian really wanted to shove a batarang up— anyways. she just had to learn teamwork and shit, she was used to being a solo and she was somewhat new. so they helped her out and she became a solid member of the team.
• sometimes damian and jon just go and sit on a rooftop like they did as kids togeyher. just alone with each other. thinking about how their life changed so quickly.
Damian: i thought we’d ruin our fathers’ legacies and plummet to the ground.
Jon: *he coughed* ..what?
Damian: yeah. i didn’t think we’d get this far, but here we are.
Jon: of course we got this far, and we’re gonna get further.
Damian: i know.
• oh yeah. so. superman. fucking proposed after they defeated darkseid. ( the battle was long, so many people were left injured and on the brick of death, Damian and jon had been separated when it all started. Damian had stayed on earth at first before going to apokolips. Damn he hadn’t seen it since he got resurrected.
Darkseid: oh. I remember you.
Damian: mhm?
Darkseid: ah yes, the little boy who was resurrected here.. the chaos share, your father used it on you.
Damian: i know. i remember what happened. I was there afterall.
Darkseid: I wonder if you are as smart as the original batman.
Damian: i am.
• damian was buying time. he was waiting for reinforcements, namely the people who had powers and could take him down. damian wasn’t stupid. he realized darkseid liked to talk. his friends were fighting off the female furys or whatever they were called. he just had to wait and entertain.
Darkseid: quite the ego there.
Damian: i saved the justice league when i was 13, i deserve to have an ego.
Darkseid: oh, you are by far more talkative than the original.
Damian: thanks.
Darkseid: not a compliment, you fool.
• yeah so. darkseid tried to kill damian, with a beam thing. Damian was about to flip away like the baddie he is, but. jon. went out and yk. took the hit. dumbass.
Damian: you have such a big hero complex.
Jon: wow I just saved you and that’s what you say?????
Damian: yes.
• anyways, after they defeat darkseid, jon pops out a ring from his pocket and asks damian to marry him on apokolips.
Damian: you seriously couldn’t wait til we got on earth?
Jon: dames you almost died. what if- what if something happens, I’ve been putting this off for so long. cmon please?
Damian: you’re seriously asking me to marry you here where, I’m pretty sure, a lot of shit happened to our parents here.
Jon: no time like the present.
Damian: fair. okay.
Jon: just okay???
Damian: im sorry, do you want me to cry or something?
Jon: ughh, you can be so extra and petty sometimes.
Damian: i am not being petty.
Jon: just because I ask you to marry me here you wanna be like “okay” and that’s it
Damian: you’re so dramatic. I’ll marry you. I wanna marry you. Better?
Jon: yeah:)
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uwu
Alexa, play uwu by chevy
It was well known for people to act differently around people that they like.
Some people aren't even recognizable when their crush walks past them.
But.
Marinette was well known shy and bubbly.
So when she was having a crush on anyone, dosen't matter girl or boy.
You won't exactly know.
And this is how it started...
✎
"C'mon girl, you gotta tell your feelings to Lila! I'm sure she'll accept them, I mean come on! You'll be couple goals." Complained Alya as she tried to help her friend.
"I-I don't know Alya...I'm not sure if she's into- you know what I mean..." stutters Mari as her face started to get pink.
"You never know until you try babe!" Alya pulls her into a hug.
Marinette, shocked by the hug, could feel herself start tearing up as she hugged her bestfriend close and tight.
✎
"Hey girl! I have something for you." Says Alya as she runs to the girl's locker as the school day ended.
"Yes?" Says Lila surprised by the excitement.
Alya gives Lila a letter with a heart on it.
"I've gotta go, mom said I need to babysit! Byeeee" says Alya as she runs with her boyfriend.
Lila smiles at the girl.
She opens the letter and reads it.
'Hey...wanna meet me at the backyard of the school? I mean it's fine if you say no! -^^'
Lila looked around to see if anyone could have send her the letter.
'Ok. Let's do this.'
✎
Marinette was shaking.
While she kept her eyes into the ground trying to keep herself from having a panic attack.
"HEY! Marinette, you wanted to meet me here?" Says a voice that makes Mari jump.
Mari's cheeks go a little red when she sees who was there.
"Y-yea."
"So, what's up?" Says Lila as she smiles at the girl.
"I uhm-I really- uh..." Marinette opens her mouth but the words don't came as they should.
Lila sees her starting to panic and speeds infront of her.
"Hey, hey no need to panic. Breath. And then spit." She puts her hands on the short girl's shoulders for support.
Mari sighs deeply.
"Ireallyreallylikeyouilikedyouforawhileandidontwannamakeitweirdyouaredeallykindandohmygodyouresocoolandwholesomeimsososososososososorryishouldnthadcalledyouhereijustdestroyedourfriendship"
Marinette said in Eminem rap god speed.
Lila opened her mouth in the shape of an 'O' and blinks in confusion trying to comprehend what the short girl just said.
"Come again, just shorter and slower, my brain is too slow for this." She chuckles awkwardly.
Marinette looks at the her hands.
"I-I really, really, really like you, n-no I mean- I l-love you..." Marinette sniffed.
Lila stares in shook of what the girl just said.
Marinette begins to worry and feeling bad for confessing.
Her hands start shake.
"I-I am s-sorry, I s-shouldn't have said a-anything." Marinette sniffed and begins to walk backwards.
Lila wakes up from her shook and runs towards Marinette.
She grabs her hand and pulls her back.
"I'm sorry it was my fault, you got me in shook that's all. Look I'm very proud of you." Lila pats Mari's hair.
Mari stares at her in confusion as some tears fall down her cheek.
"W-why are y-you proud exactly?" Mari asked.
Lila smiles.
"I know how hard is it for you to confess something so big, hell is hard sometimes for you even to talk but I'm really glad you did, it's a start." She looks down at her.
"Look I'm not exactly feeling what you feel. IT'S NOT YOU, I'm not exactly the one with crushes and 'feeling in love'" Lila says mockingly.
Marinette then realized.
"You are aromatic." She says.
Lila winks at her.
"OH GOD, IM SO SORRY IF I MADE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE!" Mari looks at the ground in shame.
Lila moves her head in confusion.
"No, no babes, you didn't." She laughed.
Marinette looks at Lila and wipe her tears.
She walks up to Lila and hugs her tightly
"Thank you." The short girl whispers.
Lila hugs the girl back feeling like a proud mother.
✎
Meeting Damian was a mistake from the start.
They meet at a Gala where Marinette was invited and she couldn't refuse, her heart wouldn't have let her do refuse.
She was sitting alone, her social anxiety stoping her from talking with even a person.
'What the heck am I doing here? Those people are rich and professional. What in the name of god I was th-'
"Hi." A young looking man sit next to her.
Marinette blinks rapidly and turns to the guy.
"H-hi." She turns her head away quickly, not trying to look mean.
After some awkward silence moments the guy started to speak again.
"So...why are you sitting alone while everyone is having fun?" He turns to her.
Marinette opens her eyes and looks at the ground.
"I-I don't want to make people awkward...I-I'm very bad at talking to people in general."
She stutters quietly.
The boy narrowed his eyebrows and then chuckled.
Marinette didn't know if he was mocking her or just straight up annoying her.
"W-what's so funny?" She tries but fails to stutter.
The man smirks and then looks at her, making her more confused.
"Ahem. Nothing special, I just normal think beautiful people are supposed to be confident and aching to show their beauty, but I guess I was wrong"
Marinette's brains shuts down.
Her cheeks go BLOODY RED.
The guy sees her expression and laughs. LAUGHS. DUCKING LAUGHS.
He stops laughing.
"The name's Damian." He holds his hand for a handshake.
"M-Maria, I-I mean M-Marinette" she shyly shakes his hand.
"So Maria-nette?" He dad jokes.
Marinette chuckles.
"So would this beautiful girl give me her number?" He asks.
"W-why, we don't even know each other." She says.
"Well, I would like to know you, Marinette." He pet's her head gently.
"O-ok."
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They started talking for days, days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months.
She knew from the start she shouldn't catch feelings for a friend but she couldn't control it.
One day Mari and her friends we're hanging out at the bakery
Mari was showing them the ukulele that her grangran gived her some weeks ago, on her birthday.
"Why don't you try and sing something for us? I've seen you write song with Luka and Kagami before, show us some of you work."
Alix said.
"Agreed" Lila and Adrien said at the same time.
Marinette turned to her friends, about to disagree.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeaaaseeee!" Said Rose.
"O-okay." Mari says as she picked up the ukulele.
sigh
I'm startin' to feel some sort of way
You give me goosebumps every day
And when you look at me and smile I wanna say
"I think you're okay"
×
I guess I'll stop here and not hint at all
That you're one I've fallen for
But if you ever think of me as anything more
I'll be here at your....call
'Is this for Damian?' A girl asked.
'IT IS, LOOK HOW SHE BLUSHED AWWW' a guy shouted.
The live stops some minutes later when the LadyBlogger realizes she was live.
Damian stared shocked at his phone as Jon showed him a video leak of Marinette singing.
He was frozen.
'Mari...likes me?' That's all he could think of.
"Man, I feel bad for her. Imagine how bad she's feeling."
Damian opened his phone and got straight up to the message.
"She doesn't answer me." He says.
"Bruh, obviously she won't, she feels bad. You didn't get the memo? She's shy and has social anxiety. It's not gonna be easy." Jon explains the obvious.
After minutes of silence, Jon's phone rings.
"That's me, gotta go, dad's gonna beat my ass if I don't show up to dinner" Jon looks at his phone.
"I should go too. Talk to you later." Says Damian, not really paying attention to anything that was happening.
✎
As he walked infront of the bakery, he could see Marinette helping her parents to close the bakery, meaning that the parents were going on vacation.
He rushed to enter.
"Hello? Is this still opened?" He asked even the obvious answer is that they were closed.
"No sweet sir, we are cl-" as Marinette's gaze meet his she closed he mouth in shock.
"What exactly 'cl' mean, blossom?" he jokes while smiling.
"Damian, what are you doing here?" She asks avoiding his eye contact.
He chuckles. FUXINGDICKEAD
"That's not a nice way to greet your future boyfriend darling" (smooth bastard)
Marinette.exe stopped working
Marinette just passed out.
The parents walked in
Sabine looks at her daughter.
Tom looks at Damian.
WAR STARTS AFTER OUR SPONSOR, RAID SHADOW LEGENDS!
(I couldn't careless about editing this lmao)
#maribat#ml x dc#marinette deserves better#marinette dupain cheng#mlb au#maridami#marinette x damian#my fic#ao3#daminette#daminette fluff#fluffy#i nevet wrote fluff but my god my heart is melting#fluff#FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF TOO MUCH FLUFF#damian is a smooth motherfucker#platonic lilanette#lila sugar#lila is good#TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE LMAOOOO
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more toast baby head canons pleaaaaase<3
anon i probably shouldn’t i feel like everyone must be sick of my ramblings by now.... but i’m still gonna 😭
first of all i’m going to start with saying katniss loves her babies, okay? she loved them so much that even before they were born she couldn’t bare to think of them suffering or in pain or being subject to the horrors of the games the way she was (this is why she didn’t want to have children. not because she didn’t like kids not because she didn’t want them not to make a statement. she simply couldn’t stand the idea of not being able to protect her children, she’d rather never have children than let that happen.) and this is why it makes sense that she has children when the world is no longer like that and she feels safe and open to the idea. (to soothe herself to sleep on the quell beach she literally imagines a world where it would be safe to have peeta’s baby like you cannot make this up. it’s right there)
i could go on and on about that because i still see people saying the mockingjay ending didn’t make sense or was out of character or forced and like 🥲 but we move we move. people are allowed to feel however they like of course.
katniss would rely a lot on peeta to help her work through her anxiety during her pregnancy. the past 15 years was them learning how to take care of each other and even though this is a wee bit different he adapts super quickly to what she needs. panic when the baby moves and kicks is quickly calmed with talk of the nursery and name ideas, getting her cosy on the couch and playing with her hair until she’s settled again.
speaking of the nursery, they decorate it together as a project to keep her busy. of course he doesn’t let her near any of the strenuous stuff but she decides where the furniture is placed and he just absolutely dotes while she fusses about minor details to make sure their baby is comfortable. “I don’t want the sun to shine in her eyes first thing in the morning. can you move the crib over here instead?”
she spends most of her pregnancies in his big shirts because they’re comfortable and gentle on her skin and also she’s a stubborn wee shit who will not spend money on clothes that won’t fit in a few months. he finds it kind of funny because she’s so petite and has been all her life and has to adjust to getting round in the middle. she’s always like “you better not be laughing at me, mellark.”
sometimes he catches her singing to the bump or just gently talking to it. “papa isn’t going to let us into the nursery because he’s painting it today. he’s already so protective, i don’t even think i’ll be allowed to get near you.” peeta is of course listening in the hallway like 🥰 because that’s his girl.
this very quickly turned into pregnant!lark rather than toastbaby headcanons im very sorry anon i just think katniss everdeen loves her babies here are more about said babies
i’ve kind of spoken about this before but on their girls first day of school they are an absolute wreck. they walk her there together, holding her little hands and keeping up with her nervous chatter and they just hold it together until they get back home. peeta says something like “what if her shoelace comes undone she doesn’t know how to tie them yet” and then they both just start bawling (she can at least blame the hormones because of toastie 2 but peeta is just an emotional wreck over his baby girl). they’re the first parents at the gate to collect her when school is over, and you’d think they’d been apart for months the way they squeeze and cuddle her. she rides home on papa’s shoulders, pulling his hair something awful but he absolutely doesn’t mind. he changes the bakery schedule so he can be there to collect her every day, and he’s never once late to pick up his little girl.
haymitch stops drinking when their little girl is born. he’s been given the role of honorary grandfather and he wants to be around as long as possible for the sweet girl with dark hair and blue eyes who calls him grampy (it’s unknown if this came from the word grumpy or grandpa or both). peeta teases haymitch rotten everytime he babysits because he’s sitting there with a bow in his hair and his nails terribly painted having a tea party with a goose like 👁👄👁💅 we had fun today.
swimming lessons at the lake with mama and papa. toastie girl is very good but their boy prefers to goof off and splash and dunk his papa’s head under. he is, however, a natural at fishing. he can be quiet when he needs to be and his nets always seem to be full when he goes out with his mama. they noticed this talent when he was just a little toddler and yanked a fish out of the lake with his chunky baby hands (peeta is like “what the fuck. what did i marry into”)
peeta and katniss sometimes quietly observe their children playing together, their girl setting up a little fake bakery and using her baby brother and the cat as her only customers. baby boy is like, propped up on pillows because he can’t sit yet and girl is like “I think i’ve short changed you sir here is the rest of your money.” he has no idea what the hell she is saying but he is living for it. the cat bolts when she tries to get an apron on him. baby boy face plants onto his cushioned pen from laughing too hard and his sister is like “okay let’s not tell mama about that one.” even though her and peeta are watching from the door with teary laughs because that’s their babies!!
the toasties are fiercely protective of each other, even when they’re little kids. their girl holds her brothers hand and walks him to his classroom on his first day of school and she’s the first one to get to him if he falls over in the yard or gets upset. one day an older boy pushes past toast girl in the corridor and her little brother is sent to the principles office for launching a pebble at his head 💀 (katniss is in that office like “i really don’t see a problem here mr principle i really don’t. it hit him right between the eyes? nice shot, kid. i mean... bad.”.)
peeta sometimes takes a toastie with him to the bakery to give katniss a rest or a chance to get out to the woods by herself, and he’s always so proud to show off his kids. they just absolutely charm the customers and also they have a lot of fun when papa lets them messily decorate cookies and cakes.
the toasties are very familiar with everyone in the memory book, even when they don’t know what happened to any of them, they know auntie prim and grandpa everdeen and their uncles.
family cuddle time is no joke. sometimes the toasties just want a night in mama and papas bed, like if there’s a thunderstorm or someone had a nightmare, and their parents of course welcome them right in. peeta always ends up half hanging off of the bed with someone’s foot pressed into his back but he wouldn’t have it any other way, and he tucks them in again when he gets up to leave for work.
also cosy naps on the couch 🥺 peeta coming home to katniss snuggled up with one or both of their babies on her chest, carefully draping a blanket over them as he takes in the scene before quietly going to start dinner.
#everlark headcanons#ft. toastbabies#apologies to anon that half of this was pregnant!lark but i couldn’t help myself lol#they love their babies so much#give me parent!everlark#i got carried away sorry again
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Vampires 101
pairing: stucky x reader
requested: sorta on this post
prompt: none
summary: Bucky saves you and is going to help you in your new life as a vampire
warnings: curse words?
Masterlist
a/n: please let me know what you think or if i should even continue this?
Steve hovered over your lifeless body as Bucky walked back into the room with a rag, a bowl of water, and his old t-shirt he found in the back of his closet.
"And there was no where else you coul-"
"No," Bucky answered the unfinished question, "She just left her for dead, Steve."
Bucky pulled the shirt she had on over her head and began to dab the wet rag against her delicate skin that was slowly turning cold.
He was cleaning all the blood that had ran down her collarbone down to her stomach and the beginning of her jeans. Both him and Steve tried not focus on her bare chest as Bucky cleaned around the now closed but bruising wound.
Behind Steve on the coffee table was a gallon (that once held water) filled with a poor animals blood. When she wakes up, and it'd be soon, she's going to be hungry.
Bucky made Steve go hunting when he had burst into their place with her in his arms, blood soaking her clothes and the scent filling his nostrils.
"Shouldn't she be awake by now?" Steve asked and crossed his arms as he kneed her arm on the edge of the couch. When she didn't react, he looked over at Bucky.
"I'm not sure how long she's been out, should be any minute now," Bucky replied, not at all concerned by her lack of awareness. He threw the rag on the coffee table and as best as he could, he dressed her limp body in his old t-shirt. "What are we gonna do about her?"
"We already cleaned he-"
"I, not we," Bucky stated and sat on the edge of the coffee table, gently brushing her hair away from her face
"You cleaned her up already, she's gonna be hungry, we'll feed her, what else can we do? Let her handle her own shit," Steve shrugged and walked away to sit on the arm chair.
Bucky scoffed, "Not this her, the other her. Natasha. What are we gonna do about her?"
Steve groaned and ran a hand down his face, "She isn't our probl-"
"She is when she kills someone in the dead of night and leaves them there as evidence of our existence."
Steve looks elsewhere in the room. The last thing he wanted to do with Bucky is argue about Natasha. The two have never gotten along and Steve was caught in the middle of it and it has almost cost his friendship with her and sometimes his marriage.
"I don't understand why you dislike her so much," Steve mumbled under his breath and turned to face away from Bucky and stare at the fire burning away at the wood at the bottom of the chimeny.
Bucky heard him, of course he did, his hearing was very sharp but settled for sending a scowl toward Steve. He casually drummed his fingers on his thighs as he waited for her to be reborn.
"What do you think she's like?" Bucky asked as he picked at a loose string from long sleeve.
"Does it matter? She wasn't our problem," Steve replied and turned back to Bucky and the sleeping girl. Bucky was casually playing with a string from his sleeve as he waited for her to wake up. "But now she is."
"She could've died, Stevie," Bucky pressed and left his clothing alone as he focused his attention back on the person laying on the couch. He gently played with the strands of their hair that fell from the side of the couch and was long enough to reach the floor, "I wasn't going to let her die."
Steve rolled his eyes, "Only to spite, Natasha," he drummed his fingers against the arm rest of the chair, "You know she's not going to like that you revived her. . . dinner."
Bucky shook his head, "She was a human being, Steve, and Natasha turned her, she didn't kill her. She left her for dead. Or worse. . . You know what happens when you leave a newbie running around with no supe-"
"You're going to babysit her now?"
"Hey, now!" Bucky turned and glared at Steve as he stood up. He pointed an accusing finger at Steve while he only looked on the flames dancing before him and leaving shadows paint his featured, "I stood by you when you thought it was a good idea to feed off that Maximoff kid and when you felt horrible and revived him, I didn't say anythi-"
"That's because I did it," Steve responded calmly a complete contradiction to Bucky's growing anger.
He couldn't stand how he always defended the red head. She was always causing trouble and didn't trouble herself to clean her messes. Steve and Bucky were always to the rescue, just this time, Steve didn't see why they should bother helping the new little vampire when they'll probably starve themselves to death in a few days.
"Oh, right, sorry, next time, I'll let Natasha's little ones run wild and expose us all, is that what you want?" Bucky snapped and grew frustrated with Steve. In seconds, he felt two sharp stings on his lower lip and his vision become sharper than before.
No one could get a rise out of him like Steve can. He loved the man to death but he's going to be the end of him too.
"She could be one of those newbies that learn to survive on their own without someone teaching them," Bucky stated, " You know how bad that could be? They wouldn't know right from wro-"
"Killing is wrong regardless."
Bucky scoffed, "Well, you didn't mind defending Romanoff and leaving the poor girl for dead," he crossed his arms over his broad chest.
"Jesus," Steve huffed and ran a hand down his face, "What is it with you and this girl?"
"For starters, she isn't being an ass right now," Bucky started to name reasons why he preferred the girl over Steve right now, "Second. . . she's kind of pretty don't you think? And third, she's going to make Natasha's life a living hell."
Steve scoffed and turned the arm chair to look at Bucky, "What makes you think she's going to cast all hell down on Tasha?"
Bucky laughed to himself, "Because she's going to be pissed as hell when she finds out she's dead."
"Why do you think that?"
"Natasha only used her for a meal and left her for dead. Permanently. I'd be pretty pissed about that," Bucky shrugged.
Soft mumbling was heard just above the cackling of the fire. Bucky jumped up and his head shot down to the young girl waking from her slumber.
Bucky wasn't sure but she was mumbling something about school or work and for sure he heard the word coffee.
Steve stood up as well once he realized the girl was coming to her senses. She was rubbung her eyes as she struggled to sit up. her left hand grabbing the back of the couch and the other pushing her up.
She yawned once she sat up, her feet planted on the ground, her back against the soft cushion of the couc- a high pitch scream sounded through the room.
It was loud and sharp and it made Steve want to claw at his ears for it to stop. He wanted to rip them from his head to make it stop. He hated how sensitive his hearing is. If he wasn't what he is, he would've definitely gone deaf.
But when his eyes focused on the girl, she backed further into the couch, screaming as she looked at them both.
Her fangs were out and present, as most new vampires were. They were small but sharp, over time, they'd probably grow and get stronger the more she fed.
Bucky held his hands up, seeing as he was closest to her and had a greater chance of hurting her.
"Who the fuck are you?" She screeched, her voice hoarse, "What the fuck am I doing here?"
Steve turned to Bucky, waiting for him to deal with this. He brought this problem into their lives and he was going to fix this.
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for the 200 ask thingy, i actually dare you to do all of them. :D
delgaskarthalexhere we go, anon:
200: My crush’s name is: I don’t have one right now, I don’t get them often (if I ever had a crush at all)
199: I was born in: 2003
198: I am really: A 2005 emo kid x a 2008 scene kid x a 2014 tumblr fangirl x Kyle himself
197: My cellphone company is: Apple
194: My ring size is: Honestly? No idea. Propose to me with a sword.
193: My height is: Somewhere between 5′7″ and 5′8″
192: I am allergic to: Nothing I’m aware of
191: My 1st car was: 94 Station Wagon, by request
190: My 1st job was: being this funny is a full-time gig
189: Last book you read: Bone Gap by Laura Ruby
188: My bed is: “made”
187: My pet: I have a cat, I love her very much and I will show her to you if you dm me a cursed image
186: My best friend: We don’t use “best friend” for personal reasons, but they’ve been with me since I was 5 so, my one and only Bro
185: My favorite shampoo is: anything with “silky smooth” or “strawberries” on the bottle. i’m not that picky anymore.
184: Xbox or ps3: xbox or ps4 xbox
183: Piggy banks are: really useful
182: In my pockets: wallet, keys, phone, earbuds, black pen/pencil, earplugs, mini flashlight
181: On my calendar: i’m meeting a friend for smoothies tomorrow
180: Marriage is: something we shouldn’t push so much onto people. it’s a declaration of love, not an end-all fix-all to your life. i can’t ever see myself getting married but who knows!
179: Spongebob can: continue to be a relevant meme
178: My mom: i mean. we function. i can’t really complain about my family at large but i am defiantly looking forward to living literally as far away from them as i can.
177: The last three songs I bought were? psh, you think i pay for music? (folie a deux, lake effect kid, believers never die volume two) (those are albums but its okay)
176: Last YouTube video watched: I watched Markiplier play Uno
175: How many cousins do you have? 11? 12? I lost count
174: Do you have any siblings? I have a brother
173: Are your parents divorced? Nope!
172: Are you taller than your mom? Yes, I have been for a while
171: Do you play an instrument? dude HECK yeah! i vibe on piano, guitar, ukulele, clarinet, and im a drum major
170: What did you do yesterday? I went on a drive by myself.
[ I Believe In ]
169: Love at first sight: Nope.
168: Luck: Yes, but luck is something that can be engineered
167: Fate: To an extent
166: Yourself: I’d say overall, yeah. I still have doubts tho
165: Aliens: Mmmmmm yeah
164: Heaven: Yes
163: Hell: Yes
162: God: Yeup
161: Horoscopes: without an ounce of truth, they would have died a long time ago
160: Soul mates: the greeks had seven words for love. i think we have multiple soul mates to fit each of those categories. there are definitely people we’re just meant to vibe with
159: Ghosts: i want to say yes but i really dont know
158: Gay Marriage: yes. its 2020. grow up.
157: War: in theory? no. war is kinda messed up. in reality? not everyone is going to be down to nice diplomatic conflict resolution, and not everyone is just gonna leave people *countries* they don’t like alone, so...
156: Orbs: ??? energies are real
155: Magic: vibes are real
[ This or That ]
154: Hugs or Kisses: hugs
153: Drunk or High: i am a child of jesus
152: Phone or Online: online
151: Red heads or Black haired: irdc but black hair bc i am Emo
150: Blondes or Brunettes: blonde?? ig?? easier to dye
149: Hot or cold: hot weather + cold rooms
148: Summer or winter: summer
147: Autumn or Spring: autum (screw spring)
146: Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla
145: Night or Day: night
144: Oranges or Apples: oranges (better to share with homies)
143: Curly or Straight hair: i dont care but curly
142: McDonalds or Burger King: mcdonald give iced coffee
141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: dark chocolate
140: Mac or PC: pc for vidgya gaemes
139: Flip flops or high heals: ...converse. please. i cant walk properly in either of those
138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: sweet and poor
137: Coke or Pepsi: pepsi
136: Hillary or Obama: this is kinda outdated but obama
135: Burried or cremated: cremated i aint watch spn for nothin
134: Singing or Dancing: singing. at least that gets better with practice
133: Coach or Chanel: chanel (thank u mr frank ocean and also the neighborhood)
132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: whomst
131: Small town or Big city: big city and if you say small town you’ve never lived in a small town
130: Wal-Mart or Target: target
129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: who tf is this
128: Manicure or Pedicure: idk dude probably pedicure i don’t like people touching my hands and i use them for too much to get my nails done
127: East Coast or West Coast: hnngggggggg west coast has more to do but east coast has better beaches and
126: Your Birthday or Christmas: birthday
125: Chocolate or Flowers: chocolate bc then i can give u some
124: Disney or Six Flags: ive only been to disney so disney (though i AM a HARDCORE rollercoaster stan so it wouldnt take much for me to say six flags)
123: Yankees or Red Sox: what
[ Here’s What I Think About ]
122: War: unfortunately sometimes necessary but not as a first resort i went over this already
121: George Bush: is that the shoe guy?
120: Gay Marriage: be gay. do crime. kiss wife. or husband. or partner. basically, hell yeah
119: The presidential election: america need 2 b single and focus on herself
118: Abortion: pro-choice and that choice should be made by the one carrying the baby
117: MySpace: tumblr’s dad
116: Reality TV: don’t talk to about abt this
115: Parents: disgusting. go to therapy.
114: Back stabbers: if you’re gonna stab me in the back, pull my lungs through my ribcage bc that’s what my ancestor’s ghosts are gonna do to you (thanks great (x a few times) grandma viking ily thanks for the hair:) )
113: Ebay: good for merch and selling books
112: Facebook: zuck my dick, data-theif
111: Work: i like doing work? like- i enjoy completing tasks and seeing my hard work pay off? it’s not that bad?
110: My Neighbors: old. boring. want me to babysit for free.
109: Gas Prices: i cant really complain rn they’re kinda low and im a little broke so
108: Designer Clothes: i vibe to them, honestly
107: College: not for everyone but definitely for me
106: Sports: marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport marching band is a sport but only technically speaking though you can make fair comparisons to sports such as cheer, and gymnastics where the idea is to put on a show and receive a score in the form of competition.
105: My family: disgusting
104: The future: the future doesn’t exist
[ Last time I ]
103: Hugged someone: god, don’t ask me this
102: Last time you ate: uhhh like 9 hours ago? it was dinner and i had pizza
101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: three or four weeks ago by best bro came to visit and we vibed
100: Cried in front of someone: i finished twist and shout at school at the end of a very bad week. it was only a few tears but that’s as close as i get to crying
99: Went to a movie theater: whenever the last star wars movie came out
98: Took a vacation: last year i went to dc over summer break to see the Smithsonian, it was a lot of fun. i was supposed to go to altanta and florida this year but that didn’t happen for reasons
97: Swam in a pool: last week
96: Changed a diaper: never
95: Got my nails done: never
94: Went to a wedding: its been at least 6 years dude
93: Broke a bone: never, somehow
92: Got a peircing: nope
91: Broke the law: technically, yesterday. 55 is too slow
90: Texted: just now
[ MISC ]
89: Who makes you laugh the most: the person in my snap named “junior”
88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: my cat
87: The last movie I saw: probably into the spiderverse
86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: things going back to normal. or somewhat normal. i need school to have a schedule bc i absolutely cannot force myself to function without outside influence
85: The thing im not looking forward to: ironically, school in the fall. the way we’re going back is going to wreck me more than lockdown already has
84: People call me: i only ft one of my bros and they know who tf they are if you ask to ft you’re getting fuckin blocked mate i dont do that shit video calls are for WORK and SCHOOL thats IT. but ppl call me by my nickname irl, i go by screech on here.
83: The most difficult thing to do is: listen to my parent’s political opinions? live in a small town? force myself to be productive without a physical influence and reminder? put up with that one dude?
82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: nope
81: My zodiac sign is: scoprio/leo/gemini
80: The first person i talked to today was: the potential bassist for our potential band?
79: First time you had a crush: uhh im still not sure if it was a crush but i wanted them to myself and they wanted (and got) someone better. we were just friends so it doesn’t really matter
78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: the person on snap named “the great oracle”
77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: yesterday, it was my brother
76: Right now I am talking to: in order of snap names, “vibin ~[^.^]~”, “russian umbrella”, and “mom” (not really)
75: What are you going to do when you grow up: hopefully, a job that makes me happy
74: I have/will get a job: as soon as i know what’s going on with school. but like as an adult? wherever will hire me and pay my fairly. being a barista would be fun, but at a local place (not in my current town)
73: Tomorrow: ???? time for bad poetry: tomorrow i will see my friend/ admist this lasting chaos/ we will be each other’s solitude/ while sharing fruity drinks/ and when we both come home/ a smile we will bring
72: Today: idk what this means so more poetry: today i will be sleep deprived as always/ i will think of them and weep/ but no tears will fall from my eyes/ for i know there is a reason/ we went our own way
71: Next Summer: i fr dont know whats goin on so: next summer i will be/ as happy as can be/ because i will be in pain no longer/ the earth is sure to heal/ and i will heal with her/ so i can enjoy/ the heatwave of next summer
70: Next Weekend: next weekend i will spend/ my days wasting away/ maybe ill finish hannibal/ again/ not that serial killers make the dopamine stay/ i will not see my friends/ or talk to my family/ i will seldom eat/ and live off coffee/ this has been my life/ all quarintine/ god someone please help me
69: I have these pets: i have four cats, three chickens, and a dog
68: The worst sound in the world: my dad and grandpa talking
67: The person that makes me cry the most is: Them
66: People that make you happy: snap name time: the great oracle, junior, vibin ~[^.^]~, russian umbrella, mom, hero, booby-king 48, go to bed, son, pooper trooper, mac&cheese, plain egg biscuit, apple pie
65: Last time I cried: i dont cry bitch (last week over officals that cant make up they gottdamned mindes)
64: My friends are: my family and i would die for each and all of them
63: My computer is: an old hp but it play gaemes real good so it okie
62: My School: is trash but the band pops off
61: My Car: old, fast, clean
60: I lose all respect for people who: are my dad
59: The movie I cried at was: i cried over big hero six
58: Your hair color is: blonde
57: TV shows you watch: supernatural, good omens, hannibal, parks and rec
56: Favorite web site: this hellsite or youtube
55: Your dream vacation: out of the country with beautiful beaches, amazing food, and my best friend
54: The worst pain I was ever in was: the time i split the back of my head open, the time i split my chin open, and the time my then best friend said they didn’t want to talk to me anymore. i’ll let you guess which one hurt the most and which one i think about every fucking day
53: How do you like your steak cooked: medium or medium well.
52: My room is: clean and a reflection of myself, or so i’ve been told
51: My favorite celebrity is: i do not engage in celebrity worship. ill follow them and reblog gifs/interviews but i dont really have a favorite. the less i know abt them the better.
50: Where would you like to be: my own apartment in nyc
49: Do you want children: FUCK THEM KIDS BRO
48: Ever been in love: i dont know if it was love. i dont know if it was a crush. what i do know id that i was attached and they didn’t feel the same, and why would they?
47: Who’s your best friend: we dont really use best friend bc but “the great oracle” “junior” and “vibin ~[^.^]~”
46: More guy friends or girl friends: its 50/50
45: One thing that makes you feel great is: goin fast, the beach, playin video games
44: One person that you wish you could see right now: them
43: Do you have a 5 year plan: go to college, earn degree
42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: commit arson
41: Have you pre-named your children: FUCK. THEM. KIDS. BRO.
40: Last person I got mad at: they do not understand that they do not know everything about something they’re not even involved in yet
39: I would like to move to: new zealand
38: I wish I was a professional: artist? musican? youtuber? who knows
[ My Favorites ]
37: Candy: nerds
36: Vehicle: 1970 mustang gt
35: President: jfk only bc his assassination is the only good thing abt american history the rest of it is fucked up and shouldn’t have happened. also jfk’s song in assassians the musical goes hard
34: State visited: california
33: Cellphone provider: verizon? apple? idfk
32: Athlete: what is sport
31: Actor: i don't watch shows or movies
30: Actress: i do not consume media
29: Singer: alex gaskarth or alexander deleon
28: Band: fall out boy
27: Clothing store: hot topic (i will not apologize)
26: Grocery store: okay harris teeter fucks but lidil’s has aloe vera juice and target at 9 pm energy so idk man
25: TV show: supernatural...
24: Movie: big hero 6
23: Website: tumblr or youtube
22: Animal: snow leopard
21: Theme park: busch gardens bc roller coaster go fast
20: Holiday: christmas
19: Sport to watch: snowboarding bc its like skateboarding but on snow
18: Sport to play: anything with havy footwork (marching band is a sport)
17: Magazine: i do not condume media
16: Book: the ranger’s apprentice series as a whole makes up my all-time one favorite book
15: Day of the week: friday bc its game day baybey
14: Beach: cocoa beach in florida but also i have so much left to experience
13: Concert attended: i havent been to any notable gigs but i was supposed to go to hella mega
12: Thing to cook: pancakes
11: Food: pizza or shushi
10: Restaurant: chiplote
9: Radio station: i like my local rock station and my local edm/top 40 station
8: Yankee candle scent: anything smoky or vanilla idc
7: Perfume: chanel no. 5 if i even wear it
6: Flower: Hydrangea
5: Color: orange
4: Talk show host: cecil palmer
3: Comedian: john maulaney
2: Dog breed: yes
1: Did you answer all these truthfully? ;)
That was a trip. But it was fun, please do things like this more often. Also, I don’t consume media by choice. I’m not sheltered I just can’t be bothered, and I have enough going on. That being said I will now be sleeping. Thanks again, Anon, I hope you have fun reading this :D
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thanks to my twin @chasethesun18 for tagging me. love you so much ryan and i CANNOT wait to welcome MPI back to our screens on april 10th with you!!
1. do you make your bed?
my mom has attempted to make me do this for years to no avail. i have no plans to start anytime soon. sorry mom :(
2. what’s your favorite number?
12
3. what’s your job?
im in college lol. i babysit occasionally and this summer (cross ur fingers) im gonna be working at a day camp/day care type place
4. can you parallel park?
no. not at all. i failed my drivers license test 2 times because of that. they passed me on the third try because they felt bad for me since i could do everything else but the lady made me promise that i would never do it in real life.
5. a job you had which would surprise people?
apart from working at a grocery store for 6 months (that was hell) the only jobs i have had have been babysitting
6. do you think aliens are real?
i dont know. maybe? there’s other more important stuff i have to be thinking about rn
7. can you drive a manual car?
nope
8. what’s your guilty pleasure?
idk... everyone who knows me knows im fangirl trash.... bachelor/bachelorette maybe? the show is dumb but i watch it to make fun of people.
9. tattoos?
no. if i ever did get one it would be to honor a family member or a matching one with one of my parents. It would have to be small tho and in a non-visible place.
10. favorite color?
blue
11. things people do that drive you crazy?
for some reason, it bothers me immensely when the person bagging groceries at the store offers to bring out your cart. i get it for older people and a mom with a bunch of kids, but for my perfectly able parents or myself? um WHY? also, just people who are bitchy and mean for no reason, not people who are having an off day, but people who are mean to only me for no reason. again, why??
12. any phobias?
my absolute #1 worst fear is losing my parents. cant live without them. also i hate bugs and snakes with a passion. if i see one, i will scream bloody murder.
13. favorite childhood sport?
the only sport i have ever been good at is tennis. i played for a county club in middle and part of high school. i also enjoy badminton and ping pong. im a racket sport kinda girl.
14. do you talk to yourself?
all the time. im always having inner conversations with myself. unless im in the car by myself. in that case, i will talk to myself outloud.
15. what movies do you adore?
action movies with a decent ship. that’s my fav genre. i hate mushy movies and the only rom-com i enjoy is The Proposal (mostly cuz betty white oops)
16. do you like puzzles?
as a little kid i did. i actually cant remember the last puzzle i did.
17. favorite kind of music?
i listen to all genres. except metal. thats just noise. it just depends on the mood im in and if im fangirling. if i am, i tend to go for more upbeat, dance-type tracks
18. tea or coffee?
im a hoe for a venti iced latte from starbucks. decaf, nonfat, 4 pumps hazelnut. BUT on occasion i enjoy a cup of sleepytime tea before bed.
19. what’s the first thing you remember you wanted to be when you grew up?
i think it was an astronaut? not exactly sure but i think thats what it was.
tagging: @ohmyolicity, @theblacksiren, and @jennie-may
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Symphogear, EP. 6
Last Time on Grand Theft Auto:
Tsubasa recovers from the world’s gayest coma as Hibiki trains her mind while putting aside such silly concepts as “the love of my life” and “literally being with my girlfriend.” After cooling Miku’s paranoia with her brand new washboard abs, Genjuro prepares the team for a pizza run across the city to deliver a dangerously hot pizza pie named Durandal. Chaos emerges as the delivery is intercepted by a rival pizza gang, lead by the nefarious Gremlin known as Yukine Chris. But, before the pizza could be claimed, dedicated pizza deliverywoman Hibiki not only steals it back, but eats it, harnessing the power of the pizza and unleashing cheesy pasta based chaos around the location.
Ryoko is so into it that she taps into her superpowers and protects Hibiki after she passes out. The delivery is considered a failure, and no tip is given.
And so, the journey continues...
Meanwhile, in this weird, tricked out mansion...
Chris meditates on some water metaphors of her own.
“that pacman colored freak took only touching it to activate a cheap ass french sword that gave her weird demon powers and its taken me YEARS to use this dumb stripper outfit and the funny cane that goes with it, what the FUCK man, what even is my life”
“maybe... maybe honeybaked hams ARE that powerful...”
“NO! turkey is the superior meat! it’s healthier, lower in fat, and way more tasty! fuck you! i’ll get my goddamned revenge!”
Chris begins musing about Fine’s motivations to capture Hibiki; during these, we’re treated to some brief image flashbacks of Chris’s life.
Suddenly, those jokes about food are a lot less funny.
It doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together as to why this young woman is helping a strange nudist dominatrix spread alien terror across the city of mumblednoises, Japan. She doesn’t really have many an option on the table. It’s either help the weird kinkster with her plans, or die.
Despite everything, she has a high opinion of Fine, for the same reasons someone might have a high opinion of a television show if it were the only show they were ever exposed to. She is deeply afraid of being alone again, because she has lived through such misery that the very thought of existing out in the cold again terrifies the shit out of her.
The Sun rises casually amidst Chris’s thoughts.
“ah shit. it just hit me. i literally have spent the entire night standing here instead of actually going the fuck to sleep. goddamnit.”
On such a devious metaphorical twist, Fine stands behind her as the Sun rises.
“yeah, jokes on you. i couldnt sleep for shit either. turns out, all nude, no blankets? in japan? real bad idea.”
“thats why i decided to GO GOTH, babey! whattaya think? do i give those witchy vibes, huh? real ‘black magic woman’ santana hours? feeling cute, gonna head out with the girls and summon satan in the woods kinda aesthetic looking shit? come on, be real with me. does this not look baller?”
“you look like morticia decided to go to the grocery store to buy some wonder bread, but other than that, its a step up from your usual pussy out attitude, so sure”
“you know i decided to get some brain cells on loan from Brain Cells R Us, and ive been thinking this solomon cane stuff is solomon lame. i dont need this dumb oversized harry potter cosplay prop to get shit done. also, murder is... sorta bad? im still trying to get the brain cell stuff down.”
“i can punch just as good as goody two shoes if not better.”
“lol go do it then champ, im gonna go cut down a forest of trees now”
And so, they both just kinda... stand there.
“QUACK, NEXT SCENE, QUACK”
Meanwhile, Tsubasa is rapidly trying to rehabilitate herself from her wounds like walking like a madman, her IV drip presumably filled with Taco Bell brand Doritos Locos Tacos super spicy nacho cheese. Taco Bell: Live Mas.
“im gonna clear every fucking taco bell in your goddamned memory, kanade”
“think outside the bun! wait, what? that was a taco bell slogan? ah fuck it, im dead. what nerd’s gonna try and correct me?”
“i would, kanade. i am that nerd.”
Tsubasa is hell bent to try and understand Kanade’s simple philosophy of helping others selflessly. Unfortunately, when Kanade died, she took all the brain cells between them in the process, so coming to this epiphany is a work in progress.
“listen its a fucking miracle you are 1. alive and 2. able to have your blood run on the garbage melted plastic taco bell tries to dupe people into believing is cheese so why dont you just lie down and think of better franchises to eat from”
“no! you dont understand! taco bell is a franchise of the PEOPLE! their meals are cheap and filling and- and the chicken quesadillas are of good quality for their price! i promised kanade- my vow to the death. taco bell... ergh... now and forever... i-”
“wait. my gay senses are tingling.”
It’s Hibiki, probably running track with Miku.
“oh yeah... her... i should probably apologize to her. about trying to kill her. and then letting her almost be kidnapped. and just giving her a general hard time about something that wasn’t explained to her in the slightest for months. she’s a good bean.”
Tsubasa proceeds to never canonically apologize to Hibiki throughout the entirety of all 4 seasons of Symphogear.
Look at em run. See, it’s a metaphor, because they haven’t communicated yet and they’re running from their problems! But they’re running towards Tsubasa, who is part of the representative problem these two share! Clearly literary genius.
It’s like someone went halfway into writing an NTR plotline and went “maybe this isn’t a good idea to market our songs on.”
Hibiki is still thinking about her Hellshake Yano moment with Durandal. Mainly how she nearly killed someone with it. Hibiki is very starkly in the “killing is bad, and wrong” camp of morality, a trait currently unique to her that she’ll wind up teaching literally everyone else she meets one way or another.
Some could argue the L stands for Lydian, and they’re wrong. It stands for Lesbian.
“that was one hell of a run, hibiki! im pooped! why dont we go to the locker room and call it a day, have a nice shower and just get some dinn-”
“this is the last straw.
i clean your plates. i cook your food. we eat, shit, shower, and sleep in the same FUCKING area, and this is how you repay me? huh? you think being your wife is easy shit, hibiki? half the damn time you’re running off like clark kent having food poisoning and the other half ive gotta babysit you, the emotional equivalent of a preteen clown, to make sure your life doesn’t self destruct harder than Atlantis sinking into the ocean. im done! i am DONE. im reopening my tinder, im slamming my ass BACK into okcupid, and im gonna date some CUTE ACADEMY GIRLS that treat me BETTER than this ABSOLUTE BETRAYAL OF HEART AND IM NOT CRYING I SWEAR ITS JUST THE SWEAT IN MY EYES AND HIBIKI HOW COULD YOU-”
“oh yeah, sure! hey, lemme just do a few more laps, ive just been feeling judgmental about myself and my figure, you know? gotta push myself further...”
“o-oh yeah, sure. no worries, ill wait for you. love you too, hibiki...”
The girls bathe together, as good friends typically do.
“hey you ever notice the showers here have like, weird psuedo-luxurious minipools to bathe in? like, how rich is this school?”
“whoever made this place is either rich or a pervert. or both, probably!”
Miku remarks that Hibiki has changed since she’s entered Lydian, in a manner most unheterosexual.
“oh FUCK you really DO have washboard abs now! ohhh my god.”
“damn, those abs were heavenly. let’s get pancakes later.”
I won’t screenshot it but something to note is that they actually wear each other’s corresponding underwear colors (or even, if you want to examine more closely, each other’s underwear). Here’s an equivalent scene to give you the mental image.
This is the face of someone who knows what they want and already have it. Such is the power of Kohinata Miku.
Meanwhile, Genjuro comes back from the funeral of the guy the Americans filled violently and with impunity.
“yo that all black look looks baller. i should borrow that look... id look pretty gothy in it.”
“ryoko i sympathize with your sharp, fashionista eye but this was for a funeral, i was paying my respects to the dead. thats the usual dress code.”
“didnt know they updated that. i remember back in my day, we just went in white garments and chanted in latin!”
“shit was fire. literally. lots of funeral pyres.”
“lmao ryoko buddy your larping sessions arent actual history”
“hey dont shit on larping around me. i used to be a professional larper while i was majoring in acting. helped really sell my career when i had to pretend to slay the Dark Lord Jyarloen atop the mountain of skulls in Hargobor after my family was killed by the Dark Army. asshole.”
“haha yeah, larping, thats cool yeah, i do that
i...
i larp.”
“oh yeah? you wanna join my larping session sometime then? we’re gonna do an ancient babylon plot thats inspired by some anime, itll be fun”
“.....................................im super into realism.”
“i know im dressed for a funeral but id like to not part ways with my dignity yet. besides, we’ve got serious shit to talk about. basically, we’re on the verge of getting shitcanned.”
As it turns out, the death of this politician removed the last obstacle of opposition to maintain the 2nd Division, as the average criticism against the 2nd Division is “why are we funding this mystery division when we don’t know what they do”. Of course, the sensible idea for an organization that defeats the Noise is to declassify it, given people of different jobs and positions have physically seen the Symphogear in action, but you know. “Oh no, the other governments will come after us” stick gets shaken.
“im in a union. i know my rights. you’re not taking my acting job here away from me.”
“im not going back to be a preschool teacher. its been ten year. the bites on my ankles still havent healed...”
“yeah man, shit sucks ass. i cant fund my adoption habits if im fired.”
Look at these cinematic parallels. Symphogear truly is a franchise made by someone living in 3030.
“worst part is the new minister is super into america. he’s a... westaboo.”
“a westaboo?”
“westaboo?”
“did he just unironically say westaboo”
“he said westaboo. oh my god. this is the hell timeline.”
“i mean people kept calling me that for worshipping all these fighting flicks so i guess it fit? i dont see the problem here”
Meanwhile, in Lydian Academy...
“so it hit me, right? we’re ALL girls. and we ALL sing. now, humor me a moment. what if... what if we’ve all been recruited to potentially be superheroes... through our singing? like, there’s no coincidence that all this shit happens around us, right? and a famous singer LIVES here? i saw the black cars outside! weird shit is happening here- im not even gonna eat the all you can eat bar anymore!”
“kathy there is literally no such thing as superheroes who sing. this place is more likely to be a organ harvesting op than whatever madness you’re saying”
“what? you need me, a singing superhero, to go stop a problem happening underneath the school, a location meant to recruit young women into potentially becoming fellow crime fighting singers?”
“yeah im too busy poppin’ caps in asses so go kick ass in my place”
“sure!”
“.....................................who ya talkin to, hibiki?”
“the boss! gotta go do a thing again...”
“hibiki, i dont like the fact that capitalism is tearing us apart.”
“you’ve gotta join me in the revolution, hibiki. you. me. luxury automated gay space communism. aint it the dream? share my vision, hibiki. its glorious.”
“n... no...? no gay space communism today? well, what about tomorrow? or the next day? or... maybe the next day? baby steps, you say? but, direction action, hibiki! we’ve gotta strike now!”
“it’s okay hibiki. when i take over the world and destroy all first world government leaders, and unite the globe in my encompassing reign and love... ill make sure to spare you, and be my bride to be.”
“thanks miku. im just not ready yet for the globe to burn in an unending ball of fire as the continents fuse into a new utopia composed of our combined wills. also, ive really gotta go, its genuinely an emergency.”
“for the cause!”
“yes hibiki... for the cause...”
Admittedly, you can see the stages of grief Miku goes through when she sees Hibiki say she can’t join her for pancakes. It’s sad. This side story sucks.
Meanwhile, as it turns out, the problem Hibiki needed to resolve was checking on Tsubasa to see if she hadn’t dissolved into Taco Bell brand hot n’ spicy Tabasco sauce.
“god, cant believe taco bell was closed. now i gotta deliver these lame ass flowers”
“cant wait to get threatened again. wonder what she’ll say. ‘hibiki, i should have killed you when i had the chance.’ or ‘you’re so goddamned weak. i could break your spine with my fingernail’, or some other stuff about metaphors. oh, my stops here”
“HEY BITCH WHATS GOOD-”
“HOLY SHIT”
“you are already”
“dead.”
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I’m back! Temeraire Let’s Read:Tongues of Serpents
- Tharkay literally shows up at the beginning of the second sentence; STRONG start, I highly approve, great improvement on every level
fsdafhsadkjlfh cooly tossing tables and throwing people’s drinks in their faces in the bar brawl fkjsdhfksdalfhasdj this ain’t his first rodeo huh
- these dumbasses having to clean up from the bar brawl before going home so their dragons don’t go out there and demand to have a word with the dudes who bullied their lil boys... oh my g o d
- “it was true, if one wished to be very particular about such things, that laurence was a convicted felon” t e m e r a i r e... ~*technicality schmechnicality*~ it was barely treason at all really
also temeraire being in super protective mother hen/older brother mode over the eggs is perfect
- Jane Rolands bluff, jovial letter writing is Everything
- “Have Temeraire throw him overboard,” Tharkay had suggested laconically, when Laurence had escaped to his quarters for a little relief and some piquet . . . “He can fish him out again later,” he added, as an afterthought.
A VISIONARY. An unmitigated joy. “Have Temeraire throw him overboard”. He says what we’re all thinking.
- AAAAAAAAH MUTUAL FIRST NAME BASIS!!!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL WTF HAVE THEY BEEN DOING ON THIS TRIP TELL ME IN DETAIL WHEN THE SWITCH HAPPENED PLEASE (also I really like that the first instance we see is “But Tenzing, I cannot trust myself” b/c that was literally the whole point of that scene in VoE. laurence... yes you can. tfw your crush is the goodiest of twoshoes and can barely move for it and doesn’t even knoooow)
- y’know if Laurence could get over this thought that asking a direct question to a friend is just ~*intolerably rude*~ he could get so much shit done
(I guess tharkay, clearly a follower of the rosa diaz school of ‘no one is ever going to know shit about me’, is like fuck yeah I’ve struck gold with this one)
- “So spake the pot” oh I do love Actually Pretty Chill Dad William Laurence finally letting the snark out more frequently, it suits him very much (I guess his main claims to fame in a lot of circles is a) treason and b) spoiling his dragon rotten)
- rankin’s name is mentioned and everyone’s like HIIISSSSSSSS and RIGHTLY SO FUCK THAT GUY JUSTICE FOR LEVITAS
- temeraire is talking to the egg about consent and saying he’ll make sure it won’t have to do anything it doesn’t want to fjklsadhfkaslhfsd my heart
- lol lol lol weeeell in hindsight who could’ve guessed captain and second in command of the dragon pirates would have a materialistic superficial kid huh
- . . . Granby said, with a look half affection and half exasperation oh granby baby still carrying that torch huh
- lol lol lol just the implication of sara maden and laurence silently tops up his drink and he’s like ‘cheers’ and they’re both quiet for a moment flskdfs
if you think about it that must’ve been such a wild day in his life tho -- like first Laurence furiously fires him for being gone at a crucial moment and then immediately unfires him when it turns out he’s been chasing a lead and being the only goddamn person really working on solving all their problems (as is his wont), then he finds out his ex is getting married and steadfastly pretends it doesn’t even bother him, lol what are feelings I heard only losers have them (extremely relatable -- I guess he must have known it was in the cards though, because he specifically tells Laurence at the beginning he didn’t intend to go back to Istanbul, so it’s been over for a while?) then they go on a life and death chase through the sewers, and THEN, before he knows it, after half a book of being kind of a mistrustful dick to him, Laurence does a 180° and is there offering eternal friendship with big soulful eyes after seeing him get upset one time and y’know I guess I see why that got to him lol
- aw man I know it’s never going to happen but I am getting sort of wistful and teary-eyed over this pirate (cough cough I mean legally sanctioned privateer of course) AU that’s going entirely to waste
here are some tags I left on this superb piece of fanart: #I just got to the part where tharkay makes the suggestion and like... I know it's not happening #but what a shimmering tender mother of pearl dream to carry in one's heart lol #just a lil pirate family out there wrecking shit #temeraire would get wind of what the east india company actually does and they'd inevitably turn against them and fuck 'em up... *sigh* #fix it fic: the boys kiss and the east india company is stopped from committing further atrocities! all is well
so that’s basically my position on that
- “I’m sure there’s nothing too dangerous out there, in the fucking untamed Australian wilderness,” Temeraire said, tempting fate to a frankly anxiety-inducing extent
- hell yeah demane is the only one with presence of mind to actually find some food; you go buddy <3
- my boy tharkay slinking off in the middle of the night without telling anyone and solving everyone’s problems... *dabs at eyes* just like old times
- oh wow rankin really is just a piece of shit in every way huh
- fhasdklhfsadfsad temeraire being like ‘I know tharkay is a strong independent human who is perfectly capable of making his own decisions and don’t need no dragon... but also he’s clearly one of my humans tho why is he riding on another dragon :(’ THE CUTEST SHIT
- temeraire silently dissing his dad over refusing to believe in ghosts ~*except*~ for the holy spirit adslfhaskjdlhfs
- demane taking in the strange little hatchling... im crey... he truly hits me straight in the heart every time
also laurence steadfastly Doing The Right Thing and following his convictions is so deeply healing after all that bullshit he went through in the last book... makes me feel all safe and calm inside haha
- actually when you think about it it’s so fucked up that they apparently just straight up murder dragons with birth defects in england as a matter of course b/c like. dragons come out of the egg fully sentient and capable of understanding what’s being said around them. kulingile literally understood every word they were saying as they discussed whether or not they should be KILLING HIM. j e s u s thank god for demane and laurence’s stubborn insistence on being good
- temeraire going straight from mother hen to extremely impatient and jealous older brother the moment an egg hatches never gets old. all these dumb little babies just complaining and stealing his crew ugh (HOW FUCKING CUTE is him deciding kulingile could be a scholar or something tho #dragon rights)
- “I wish,” Temeraire said to Laurence, “I do wish that other dragons were not always thinking me peculiar . . . it makes one doubtful.” BABY BOY NOOOO he’s just so sweet and he’s so secretly scared that laurence might resent him a little after the whole treason business and OW right in the parental heart that fucks me up
- Temeraire’s indignant “Oh!”s always soothe my soul it’s so adorable
- little emily roland yelling “damn you all for cowards!” after a bunch of grown men fleeing while she reloads her gun and takes aim again is incredible poetic cinema (and also demane joining her... I love the bond they’ve got going on in the background here)
- aw poor sipho :( at least he still has temeraire to nerd out with and stuff but that’s some difficult shit to process for a kid
kulingile bobbing around tethered to temeraire like a small balloon at a fair is such an image, what a blessing, temeraire’s exasperated brand of babysitting is so funny
- laurence being a Dad to the kids in his crew... mana from heaven
- YESSS they crossed the endless miles of DEADLY AUSTRALIAN WILDERNESS so laurence could be MORTIFIED as the emperor’s adopted son at a party this is the content I am here for
- hell yeah let’s play a round of pimp my captain!!!!!!!!!!
“And,” Laurence said. “And you are certain that this should be appropriate for the occasion; not, perhaps, excessive?” I can’t b r e a t h e he can’t even say shit because his dragon boi is so happy fsaldfjsldhfasjlh and then granby making fond fun of him what a beautiful cherry on top of this sweet sweet laurence being embarrassed sundae
- william ‘I’m here to kick ass and describe menswear in fastidious detail and I’ve already kicked my own ass twice today’ laurence strikes again
- this description of the dragons sitting around squabbling as they watch shiny sparkly things is the most endearing few pages in modern literature do not @ me
- it’s kind of fucked up that the emperor of china is giving laurence more of the sort of warmth and validation a father should than his actual dad ever did lol. u did good curing the dragon plague, weird european adopted son I am proud of you
- every time temeraire is really upset about something my soul suffers a small wound
thank god he doesn’t actually know what opium is really used for most of the time yet (also I am obligated to divulge that I am entirely charmed by tharkay’s sardonic yet clear eyed cynicism on the issue, I cannot be anything but what I am and he hasn’t had enough proper page time in this half of the book so I will take what I can get)
- ...I kind of just realized that I imagine the sea serpents basically as long-ass gyaradoses... OH NO
I will say I respect the ‘give no fucks’ vibe they give off -- it’s a real ‘we’re here to eat fish & party and if you try to get in our way we’re gonna have you as a snack’ mood and I cannot fault them for it
- iskierka is such a fuckboi it’s glorious
- nOOOOOO tharkay is leaving again fuck ;_______; is his life just an endless procession of semi-unwillingly having to go back to istanbul again these days
Temeraire did not see why Tharkay should have to go so far, only to deliver news; and particularly when he did not seem as though he wished to go, very much. DDDDDDDD: THIS SUCKS you know that when a) he’s letting it show and b) temeraire notices it that he is dragging his heels big time over this lol
‘there can be very little to call you back to this part of the world any time soon’ LAURENCE YOU 24 KARAT IDIOT YOU ARE HERE HE CAME TO AUSTRALIA FOR YOU ALREADY WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS
all that said whenever I see a ‘Tenzing’ on the page my heart does a happy little dance. ah well now let’s settle in and wait for what horrible catastrophe will happen now that tharkay is gone... come back soon buddy
- ooooooooooooh that is so good, using the last chapter + epilogue to show how the... idk moral wound I guess laurence received victory of eagles has finally healed, that’s so reassuring. he just wants to do good things for good causes and can’t be badgered, cajoled, threatened or convinced to do anything less anymore and it’s all so sweet and well earned. that’s some good development through this book too, from ‘tenzing I cannot trust myself’ to this. excellent stuff
- while I did quite enjoy this book for the character moments it is incredibly weirdly structured? like the beginning drags a bit with the quite uninteresting colony politics and stuff but then they’re finally travelling and then... nothing really happens plot wise before the sea serpents freak the fuck out at the end there lol. I’m mostly a character-oriented reader tho so I’m pretty fine with it.
ETA: actually now that I think about it I’d say that my biggest gripe with this book is that it doesn’t engage at all with the perspective of the native australian people? even though one of the dragons settles down with one group? god knows it’s not like there was no time to dive into it, considering all that time spent in the fucking wilderness lol
we’re going to the inca empire next tho apparently fuck YEAH!!! that’s such an underexplored and extremely interesting part of history, my body is Ready
#temeraire#tongues of serpents#his majesty's dragon#meta#back again after a brief pause! still crying a lot about tharkay! the more things change huh
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An X Co. Xmas
12 Days of Christmas OTP Challenge
Day 1: Character A and Character B, sworn enemies, are chosen to prepare the company Christmas Party.
A/N: well this is starting off great im already late on the first day, but i was getting wrecked by uni and wanted to do some research first so please correct me if i made any mistakes concerning Hanukkah! This is actually so long but I had a lot of fun writing it <3 Also i recently started binge watching the office and i just finished my finals which incidentally was for management so here goes!
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i. an infuriating announcement
"You're shitting me, Ro," you deadpan, already feeling like giving up. "Can't someone else do it? Anyone?!"
"Sorry, the rest of the team already have their assignments for the month, and this is yours— and Peter's."
Being in charge of the big X Company Christmas party is an event you've wanted to take the lead on since you joined this department, but being paired up with none other than Peter Maximoff, makes this the best opportunity and the worst case scenario.
"But he's an idiotic man-child!" You're not even sure how he made his way up to being part of this project management team. You assume it must have something to do with his father being co-chairman of the company. "Yesterday he ordered fifteen pizzas under my name!"
"To be fair, you did glue all his pens and pencils together last week," she smirks, and lets out a small laugh at the memory. "In any case, the project groups for this month have been divided by aptitudes and experience like they always are, and you two ended up together because everyone else was matched up with other projects. I know you two don't exactly get along the best, but upper management is on my ass and the rest of the team is already totally booked with the hectic holiday season."
"Is there anything you can do?"
"Sorry, babe," she apologizes, and give you a sympathetic lopsided smile.
"What's the use of being best friends with the boss if I can't get sorted with a better partner," you grumble with a playful smile, because you obviously love Ororo, but you're not sure how long you'll last without wanting to do something that might land you in HR.
"If it's any consolation, he's not thrilled about being your partner either."
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ii. an idiotic man-child
"This obviously isn't working out—"
"We can't agree on anything—"
"You two are supposed to be coordinating this event together—" Ororo ducks her head between her hands and exhales out of exasperation as she rubs her temples.
"She locked me in the conference room!"
"He put all my office supplies in Jell-O!"
"You need to stop bickering like children and get your shit together!" She stands from her desk, chiding you and Peter. You both sit in adjacent chairs in front of her and you feel like you're back and school and have landed yourself in the principal's office. "I can't be babysitting you constantly, so you'll just have to pull it together and figure it out before you get kicked off this team!"
You and Peter nod in unison, and then exchange side glares at each other when Ororo is sitting back down. She is an amazing manager, and to be fair you and Peter had spent the last thirty minutes complaining about one another, so it's understandable that her patience is running thin.
She takes a moment to collect herself, smoothing out her skirt and tucking a loose strand of hair back into her tight bun. "As I've told you before, it's too late to add or exchange team members with their assignments this month, but I can give you the intern to help you out."
"Kurt?"
"Yes, I've already sent him a memo and he'll be back in the bullpen waiting for you." With that, she dismisses you, and you walk out of her office with Peter following right behind you.
"I hope you don't plan on nagging the intern to death, wouldn't want to scare the poor kid away," he taunts you, catching up to your quicker walking pace to beside you.
"I hope you can actually do your job for once, so that he won't have to do it for you," you retort, without even glancing his way.
"Chill, princess—"
"We don't all have a boss for a father who will help us float to the top— I had to work my ass off to get here and I'm not going to let you drag me down!" You're fuming, and judging by the slight falter in his usual smirk, you think you might have gone too far.
He doesn't say anything for a moment, and then you see Kurt smiling and waving at both of you from across the room. You offer him an awkward smile and Peter gives him a weak wave, both of you dampened from your exchange.
There's no point in wasting any more time with the fast-approaching deadline, so you turn to him, totally neutral and say, "We have work to do, let's just delegate tasks and check up on each other later."
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iii. an unmethodical arrangement
"Damn it!" Peter shouts from his desk, and you look up at him from your computer, distracted by his sudden outburst. He slams the phone back into place in hanging up, and you raise an eyebrow at him. "That's the third band to cancel," he says, exhaling slowly to calm himself down.
He was in charge of music, and as the project deadline approaches with the holidays, it's getting harder to lock down on services. Even you're having a hard time trying to find a restaurant that's available to cater. You decide to give your tired eyes a rest by closing your monitor and leaning back in your chair, blinking a few times to adjust to more favourable lighting.
You're both exhausted from running around all day, and you already sent the intern home a few hours ago. Furthermore, watching the sun set so early through the widow walls, and always having to work so many hours after dark has been getting really depressing. Despite it being demanding and requiring crazy hours, you do love this job.
"Tell me about it, all the restaurants are long overbooked."
There's a moment where all you hear is the clicking of Peter's fingers gliding over the keyboard and then he speaks up, "My mom is friends with this restaurant owner who owes her a favour." He turns his monitor to show you a simplistic webpage. "It's a small family business, they're not going to be booked because they don't advertise their catering service, and they have a menu that can suit all kinds of food restrictions."
"That's great!" you exclaim, taking note of the restaurant name. "Okay, now we just need to find the music." You let out a low sigh, and pull out your planning binder to hopefully gain some inspiration or answers. This fails you, as you end up merely staring blankly at the flipping pages— that is until you fall on one in particular that could help you out. "Hey Peter," you call out to him, and he stops spinning to face you. "What about Warren?"
"What about Warren?" He asks, curious as to why you're bringing up your old teammate. You worked on a lot of projects with Warren before he got promoted to higher management last year.
"He has a bunch of connections, and he hired this great DJ for one of the big fundraisers last year. Why don't we ask him?"
"That's actually not a bad idea, I'll email him." Peter smiles, scribbling on a sticky note and posting it on his computer screen. "But I'll take care of that tomorrow morning," he thinks out loud. "Can we meet earlier tomorrow morning?"
Glancing at the clock, you wonder why the hell he would want to meet earlier since you two have been working so late. "Why?"
"Hanukkah starts tomorrow," he answers simply. "It's already been approved by management, but we are partners so I just wanna make sure you're cool with it."
"Yeah, that's fine," you reply, giving him a small smile. Honestly, this is the longest you two have gone without bickering, but it actually feels nice to be getting along with him.
"All right, I'm gonna call it quits for tonight," he says, gathering his bag and coat. "I'll see you tomorrow morning, Y/N."
"Have a good night."
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iv. an evening before
Everything since those little speed bumps you hit concerning the music and food has run really smoothly, and you and Peter have been getting along a lot better since that late night in the office. You developed a steady work flow and actually found yourself laughing at some of his lame jokes. Peter was surprised when he realized that he no longer subconsciously rolled his eyes every time you opened your mouth, and he'd feel himself light up when you greeted him in the morning.
"I think everything should be fine," Peter announces, as you check off the items on the task list.
"All the services are on schedule, and the design department is putting the final touches in the hall," Kurt reports, tucking a few stray papers back into his planner.
"All right, then you may be dismissed, we'll see you bright and early tomorrow morning to greet the caterers and waiting staff." Kurt nods, and bids you and Peter a good evening before heading off into the gentle snowfall of NYC. "We finished with an hour to spare," You smile at Peter who loosens his tie as you both gather your things and head out of the building together. "It'll give me extra time to try not to stress out about tomorrow."
Peter chuckles, and nods in agreement to your statement. "I'll be able to go surprise my sister and pick her up from school."
"You have a sister?"
"Yeah, my little sister, Wanda, she's in middle school and hates the school bus."
"I totally understand, the bus is another kind of hell."
He opens his mouth to say goodbye, but then you remember that you had something for him, and you reach into your bag to pull out a present tied up in a pretty satin bow. "Before you go, I have something for you," you say shyly, not sure why you feel a heat creeping up to your cheeks when you notice how charming Peter looks with snowflakes resting delicately on his dark eyelashes.
"What's this for?" He asks, curious about the neatly wrapped box you place in his hands.
"Today is the last day of Hanukkah isn't it?"
"Yeah," he confirms, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
He tears the wrapping off, opens the box, and pulls out the dreidel you put inside. "I'm sorry, it's kind of lame— you probably have a ton of them."
"No, this is really great," he says with a smile, turning the top in his hands to admire the craftsmanship. You happened to walk past a kiosk with handmade dreidels when you had to take a different way home the previous night, and couldn't help but notice how pretty they were. "Thank you, Y/N."
A few seconds pass by awkwardly where you're both smiling, but aren't sure what to do, until Peter leans forward and wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a hug. The foreign affection from him is completely new, but surprisingly warm, comfortable, and welcome. You've just let yourself melt into the hug when he breaks off, and it's like you've been snapped out of a daze and left out in the cold. Still feeling slightly disoriented, you wish him a happy Hanukkah, and leave it at that before you make a fool of yourself. You start to head off towards the subway when Peter calls out to you.
"Do you—" He hesitates for a moment, unsure of what he's asking exactly.
"Did you say something?" You turn back around to face him and he stutters for a moment, because the sun shining perfectly on your features with snow falling all around you has him unable to process anything else around him. "Peter?"
"D-Do you want to come? I figure it's better than trying not to stress out at home alone."
Your lips curve up into a smile and you're not even conscious of how much your heart rate has picked up yet. Everything is sorted for the company party tomorrow, and you've discovered that Peter isn't too bad to be around, so what's the harm?
"Sure."
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v. an important night
"Wow—" Peter utters breathlessly, stunned by the sight of you entering the hall. Last time he saw you was less than a half hour ago, and he'd be lying if he were to say that he weren't impressed by your quick transformation. Just moments ago you were running around in your work clothes, with a clipboard and unruly hairs sticking out in all wrong places. Now that the party's started and everything is running smoothly, you seem a lot more calm and managed to fix up your hair and makeup flawlessly. He hadn't seen your dress yet, and even though he thought you were still the prettiest person in the room in your stressed out mess, you're definitely a showstopper now.
"You should wipe the drool off your chin before Y/N notices," Scott smirks at Peter as he walks up to him with Jean on his arm. As if on cue, you notice Peter and your other team members from across the room and wave at the group, a smile gracing your lips that makes Peter weak in the knees. Scott, of course, notices this and feels the need to tease him about it. "If I didn't know how much you two hate each other's guts, I'd think you might actually like each other as more than just archenemies."
"Scott, leave the poor guy alone," Jean chimes in, grinning playfully. "He obviously has it bad."
"You guys don't know what you're talking about." Peter runs a hand through his silver hair that's neatly coiffed for once. "Y/N and I are just partners on this event, and then everything is going to go back to normal," He laughs it off, despite what he just said settling uncomfortably in his mind. Working with you over the last few weeks has brought out the best in both of you; you've been getting along great, even having a couple of inside jokes, and last night he had so much fun. The way your eyes would light up with genuine interest as you listened to his explanations of the rituals, how well you seemed to fit in with his family, and Wanda, she adored you. He found himself frequently gazing at you with a goofy grin on his face, not even realizing he was staring until you'd make eye contact with him, and then he'd get all flustered from being caught.
All this to say that he's very confused about his feelings. He likes the relationship akin to friendship the two of you have developed, but he also feels something more. The thought that makes him more uncomfortable is: what will happen when this is over? Will you just be disbanded and assigned to different projects after? Will you go back to being at each other's throats, will you still be friendly with each other, or will you just never speak again unless you're assigned to the same project again?
"Peter, you need to calm down." Jean interrupts his overthinking, offering him a comforting smile. "Go ask her to dance."
"It's like you read my mind," He shoots her a wink and finishes off his drink before heading off in your direction.
"Hey Peter," You greet him after excusing yourself from a group conversation. "This is going great isn't it?"
"Y-Yeah, it's awesome."
"Who would've known we'd make a half-decent team?" You grin at him playfully, and also notice that he seems a little spaced out. "Are you okay, Maximoff?"
"Do y-you wanna dance?"
"It would be my pleasure," You extend your hand, and he takes it in his larger one, leading you to the dance floor where he slips his other arm around your waist. He starts to guide you is slow circles, feet following the rhythm of the smooth tune. Throughout the course of the song, your bodies get closer to one another, and you hope he can't tell how warm your cheeks are upon realizing this. "Wow, Peter, where'd you learn to dance like this?"
"My, uh, mom made me take lessons when I was younger," he says sheepishly, a blush creeping its way onto his face.
"I'm impressed."
The song ends, and you thank each other for the dance. This is the when you'd normally break apart, but neither of you moves— neither of you wants to. The next song starts to play and you're the only ones not moving on the dance floor.
"You look amazing, by the way," he tells you, and you feel like you're lungs are failing you.
"Thanks, you clean up real nice yourself." Another few seconds go by without anything happening, other than the tension continuously building.
"Well- th-thanks for the dance, a-and being a good partner."
Peter mentally slaps himself as you smile and start to walk off the dance floor. There's obviously something there, why didn't he do anything? Idiot. Just when he thinks he's blown his only chance, you spin on your heel and march back to the spot he hasn't moved from, pull him down by the shoulders to press your lips against his. He barely has time to process what's happening before you pull back, leaving him reeling.
"Whoa," is all he can manage to get out. It was only a few seconds, but your kiss took all the air out of his lungs.
"May I have this dance?" You ask nervously, taking a shot at the dark, hoping he feels the same way you do.
He doesn't say anything else, unable to keep the goofy grin off his face. Instead of speaking, he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his body and leans in for another kiss. His soft lips move against yours gently, and as you let your eyes flutter shut, you feel that same warmth as when he first hugged you the previous night.
When you break apart, neither of you can keep the smiles off your face, and you happily let him lead you in circles on the dance floor.
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vi. an extra scene
Peter hugs you from behind and presses a quick kiss to your cheek before heading to his desk.
"Congrats you two!" You and Peter both jump at Ororo's less-than-subtle entrance. "The party was a hit, and upper management wants to add you to the New Year fundraiser event planning team!"
You both thank her for the opportunity and accept the detail files she hands you.
"Oh, and congrats for the other thing too," She says, gesturing between you and Peter. "You know what that means, right?"
"We get a raise for organizing the party of the year?" Peter half-jokingly suggests.
"Real funny," she chuckles, making her way to her office. "You're going to have to file this with HR, now."
#peter maximoff#peter maximoff x reader#peter maximoff imagine#peter maximoff oneshot#12docotp#potatowrites#christmas drabbles#oneshot#quicksilver#quicksilver imagine#quicksilver oneshot#xmen#xmen imagine#xmen oneshot#x-men#x-men oneshot#x-men imagine#marvel#marvel imagine#marvel oneshot
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I don’t know what ships you know, but 🍃 for the prompt meme?
Here you go! It’s a Kalancy piece. Also I’m gonna tag @nancykali bc I’ve been following u long enough to know that you like this ship so I figure de you might enjoy it.
Here’,s the AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14299080
And here’s the fic:
Summer rolled into Nancy's life like a cherry red sports car: slowly and with the luxury of models in glossy fashion magazines.
School itself let out with a long sigh of relief, complete with Steve's graduation and enough babysitting cash to pay for a bunch of meals at the diner that Steve got a job at. She splurged a couple dollars on a nice red lipstick, the kind of accessory that would be guaranteed to become a staple in her summer look.
The day that school ended, Nancy was officially avoiding the inevitable high school party, instead she opted to spend another aimless all nighter with Kali, Steve, and Jonathan.
The week before, they had agreed on starting the summer off with glass bottles of orange soda in the Wheeler basement, following the age-old tradition of sneaking the boys in the house when the Wheeler parents were asleep.
Nancy and Kali had long since moved their sleepovers to the basement, making up elaborate card games and dancing around to whatever tapes they could find. They also made a habit of using the beige wall phone to good use, making prank calls while twirling the twisting cord around their fingers.
This night, spent listening to the sound of thumping from stomping feet the floor above and chewing on popcorn that was heinously sugary, Nancy and Kali found themselves curled up on the worn couch in the basement, talking slowly in between bouts of silence.
Kali's head was resting on Nancy's arm as she stared out into space until Nancy interrupted her lulling train of thought with a gasp of quiet realization.
"Kali! I just realized!"
"Realized what?" Kali asked, arranging herself so she was properly facing her best friend. The struggle to remain close while still properly facing Nancy proved to be difficult, but the end position ended with Kali sitting cross legged an perpendicular to her, using the opportunity to take the bowl off the table and onto her lap.
"Have you ever been to a junior high sleepover?" Nancy asked, the answer obvious in the still, cramped air of her basement.
"Why would I ever go to a junior high sleepover? I’m sevent-"
"Well, when you were in junior high you didn’t get to go to one. I think there is only one way to fix this," stated Nancy, confident and a bit punch drunk on her cherry soda.
"Time travel?" asked Kali, trying desperately to snark her way through the flashes of her junior high years that attacked her mind. Labs are never really the best place to have a good sleepover, after all.
"No, my beloved Kali," said Nancy, pointedly ignoring the subsequent flutters in both of their stomachs at the endearment, "we are going to give you the junior high experience you deserve. It’ll be the perfect way to kick this summer off."
"If you say so, then it must be true. What exactly does the junior high experience entail?" Kali asked, taking a handful of popcorn.
"Makeovers first, calling crushes second, and truth or dare third. That's the junior high sleepover activity trinity."
Kali's eyebrows rose and fell, and she grabbed some more popcorn.
"So, are you in?" Nancy asked, smiling with maraschino-stained lips.
"Definitely."
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Steve and Jonathan arrived around 10:30, sneaking in like proper "ninjas", as Steve whispered when all four were properly in the basement. Nancy was ready, brandishing a bag of makeup as if it were a weapon. There was also a loose bag of Halloween effects that she pulled for the novelty, and she commandeered her friends in a cross legged circle. The makeup sat as a centerpiece in the middle, arranged in a perfect mess of a pile.
"Kali. Since this is your first junior high sleepover, choose who gets made over first," Nancy said, seriously as if she was leading a church service.
Kali, a bit out of her depth, shyly pointed at Jonathan, was was minding his own business, checking the battery on the camera that Nancy made him bring.
"Let's get 'im!" Steve yelped, loud enough that the other three had to shush him through their light giggles.
Nancy let Kali make the first move, handing her the tube of bright pink lipstick. Kali had to bite back a smile as she began to move towards Jonathan, trying to keep him still despite his laughter. She managed to keep him in place long enough for him to receive the messiest application of lipstick possible, but that was child's play compared to when Nancy pulled out her blue eyeshadow.
By the end of the ordeal, Jonathan had experienced the sensation of three pairs of hands on his face at the same time, and he had baby blue eyeshadow that went to his eyebrows. Steve took the liberty of drawing hearts on his cheeks with Nancy's eyeliner pencil. In the end, it was positively fantastic.
By democratic vote ("I didn’t study my ass off in Gov to not know that Kali shouldn’t make all the decisions, we are a constitutional democracy, dammit!" whispered Steve, nudging Nancy until she gave in), the group then descended on Kali, much to her performative annoyance.
She had sworn to keep her eyes closed, so as to make her makeover a surprise. Kali had gotten oddly familiar with the feeling of sticks and powders being shoved on her face, until she was shocked out of her calm when she felt her hair being pulled.
She cried out, opening her eyes and falling out of the clutches of her friends, ignoring the subsequent shushes, instead focusing on the fact that she had somehow fallen perfectly into Nancy's lap. Why was Nancy even behind her?
"What the hell was that?" she seethed, not making any motion to get out of Nancy's lap.
"Ssh, stop fussing, I’m braiding your hair," Nancy placated, bringing her hands back to where they were on her hair. Kali took a slow breath out, before officially settling into Nancy's lap and closing her eyes again.
"Okay, okay. Do your worst, guys," she said, and it resumed.
"You ruined the penis I was trying to draw on your forehead," muttered Steve, and Kali laughed so hard that she undoubtedly ruined Steve’s second attempt.
When they were time, Nancy tapped on Jonathan's shoulder, beckoning towards the camera.
"We gotta keep this memory, I'd say."
Jonathan nodded, and went to grabbed his camera. Steve took the picture of Kali and Jonathan together, arms sling over each other's shoulders as they smiled widely with their ridiculously made up faces, the flash lighting up the dim basement.
Nancy and Steve went next, both equally decimated by their makeovers. Their picture was somehow more silly than Kali and Jonathan's, due to the faces they pulled and the bunny ears they gave each other.
If the sound of the shutter and the light of the flash didn’t alert anyone who was upstairs, Kali was pretty sure that the ensuing laughter at the mental image of all of them together, looking like rejected clowns, did the job. However no one stored downstairs to haul the boys out of the house, so the sleepover activities continued.
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The calling crushes section of the night came at around midnight, which was admittedly ill-planned, since they couldn’t casually call anyone at midnight. They instead decided to skip straight to the truth or dare part, rearranging into a proper circle again instead of the malformed dog pile that came from the makeovers.
"So, Steve, truth or dare?" Kali asked through her yawn, starting off the game.
"Give me a dare, baby," he said, imitating some kind of cool guy. The rest of the circle rolled their eyes in response, but continued playing despite his apparent dumbassery.
"Hmm... lick the floor," Kali said, awkwardly trying to land the balance between too extreme and too safe.
Steve only shrugged, bending down awkwardly and letting his tongue graze the prickly carpet. Jonathan crinkled his nose in mild disgust, but they kept their reactions generally temperate to avoid waking anyone up.
"So, Nancy, truth or dare?" Steve asked, keeping the game going despite the musty taste in his mouth.
"Truth."
"If you had to name your kid after a disease, which one would you name it after?" he asked.
"Influenza. Sounds kind of cute. Jonathan? Truth or dare?"
The game continued like this, quiet and restrained. Kali was beginning to fall asleep when she was eventually called on again, and she mumbled her soft "dare" as she leaned in slightly to Nancy's shoulder, mimicking the position from earlier that night.
"Kiss me," Nancy said, laughing with her special exhausted air. Kali lifted her head from Nancy's shoulder, her heart rate speeding up as her eyes flicked down to her crush's blueberry-blue lipstick. Everything seemed to move at half-speed, in a kind of fuzziness that let Kali's often repressed thoughts float to the surface.
Blood rushed in Kali's ears, diluting the sound so she had no idea if the boys were laughing or gasping or crying, and she leaned into Nancy again, and soon she was so close that she could see nothing but her large, doe-like blue eyes.
Time either sped up or slowed, there was no way to be sure through the veil of 1am decision making. Kali leaned in, and vaguely wondered if she'd have blue lips or if Nancy's lips would become burgundy from Kali's lipstick.
She just had to see for herself.
In the perfect buzz of the basement air, Kali collided with Nancy, reveling, for a moment, that it was as soft and perfect as the imagined it would be. She felt Nancy's hand on her hair, like earlier before with the braiding, and smiled as they separated. Nancy seemed caught in a heavy-lidded laughter, and Kali let her eyesight fall to her lips.
Burgundy was imprinted on the blue of Nancy's lips, and it made Kali smile properly, before turning her head to the boys across from her, who shot her a subtle, congratulatory thumbs up.
What a way to start the summer.
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dude imagine the loser’s club as mutants from xavier’s school
(All under cut)
Rich: he’d so be quicksilver, look at Evan Peters’ quicksilver and tell me that isn’t richie,,,he’d have shitty silver curls that’d look ridiculous and would wear band tees and converse that would constantly be replaced cause he has adhd and s p r i n t s without realizing it. Whenever he gets excited all his movements are sped up and eds has to constantly remind him to slow down. He’s always late to everything (somehow) but he’s the smartest in the class. He loves it when wade visits the school and likes messing with him
Bill: so bill has this insane ability to remember every detail occurring in his surroundings and is able to transmit information to other people by touching them. It’s fucking amazing. Because of his memory he can tell such amazing stories and remember those he has read. The younger kids at school always gather around him while he tells them. He can bring forth certain memories in other people and uses this to his advantage in combat as well as helping the kids understand the stories better.
Stan: he has fucking wings okay he is Angel, except his wings are like a barn owl. Usually he can’t sleep at night, and just stays up playing with bill’s hair while he sleeps. He takes a bunch of naps during the day (bill just shares his memory of the lecture with him when this happens). He barely weighs anything but is strong as all hell
Bev: she has pyrokinetic abilities that were super hard to control when she was younger, her dad would scream at her for accidentally burning things, and the more worked up she got the harder it was to control. One night she couldn’t take it anymore and got so angry she almost burned her house down. Xavier found her after hearing about a pyromaniac child in Maine
Eddie: has self healing abilities and, after lots of practice, learned to heal others. Richie always gets blisters from so much running and Eddie just shakes his head and fixes him up every day. He also helps bev stay calm by regulating her body heat, and he and richie always have to help her to calm down (eddie won’t get hurt, and richie thinks he’s helping by fanning her at the speed of sound). He’s impossible to hurt in combat because as soon as anything painful is inflicted it disappears. Only downside to this dude is that he’s 5’3” (also kind of helps, because nobody expects this kid to actually fight them)
Mike: can turn into any animal he can think of, and can communicate with them even when he’s not in the same form as them. He has a specific mark that appears on all his transformation, making it easier for the losers to distinguish between him and an actual animal. He loves trying to race richie as a cheetah, and racing Stanley as an eagle.
Ben: Ben can read emotions and, to an extent, alter them. He has to be making contact with the person (It helps immensely with bev, but he can’t help her until she’s not on fire.) after Bev got especially worked up one day, Ben realized that the closer he was to someone (emotionally) the further away (physically) he could be to influence their emotions
Extras:
-I’m sorry richie does literally everything Evan Peters quicksilver does, except he has the same mouth as wade Wilson
-bill adores Stan’s wings so much cause they’re so soft and beautiful. In the light they’re almost golden, and (in bill’s opinion) they match Stanley’s hair amazingly
-sometimes stan runs up to him, grabs bill around the waist, and takes off. Bill SCREAMS the first time he does it, but now it’s a regular thing.
-rich think it’s stupid that they’re allowed to be cute and tries to do a similar thing to Eds
-eddie nearly has an asthma attack, and he doesn’t even have asthma
-“god Eds you’re no fun” “richie who the fuck wants to be held by you running 120 miles per hour?!” “Aw cmon I was faster than that wasn’t I?”
-richie can’t listen to any music that’s even remotely slow, it’s too boring
-he tries to rap. It’s terrible
-sometimes stan perfectly times a landing, just so he can swoop richie up while he’s being a pest
-richie SHRIEKS
-the teachers don’t know what to do with these kids
-colossus hates richie more than he hates wade
-negasonic also hates richie (but also loves him and is his friend because that kid has a good taste in music and it’s fun to try to blast richie before he realizes what’s happening)
-wade would adore the losers so much
-“look, you sexy Russian metal motherfucker, these are my sons” “wade, no” “I mean they have such resemblance. They’re both gay, one can heal and one knows bad words”
-“dad?! You’re back?!” “Richie stop”
-wade is the only one willing to babysit all of them (and he loves it)
-“holy shit! You can fucking become fire! How hot can you get?! Burn my fucking arm off!”
-he somehow also HELPS Bev control her anger/abilities
-“Hey eddie, can you fix this ballsack of a face for me?”
“Nobody could do that”
*sheds single tear*
“That burn is worse than anything Molly ringwald could’ve given me”
Bev, from down the hall: “WANNA BET ON IT WILSON”
-“I thought you were me AND richies dad? That just makes this incestuous. I’d be dating my brother” “you’re right...I have to disown one of you”
-richie, appearing in the room: “DADDY NO”
-wade adopts richie. No literally. He adopts him. He hates how richies parents treated him, and somehow adopts him (richie may have ran away from home, and may have figured out how to remove his records from all government data bases)
-“Hey Logan now I have a kid too, but mines cooler”
-laura: *runs at richie, screaming*
Richie: *SCREECHES and climbs up wade*
-laura kind of takes a liking to richie after realizing he’s terrified of her
-she loves sneaking up on him, and he basically turns into her big brother. He knows when to mess around and when to be serious, and is super soft with her
-Logan tried to keep her away from that kid, but she would have one of her legendary tantrums
-richie learned some Spanish cause he was the only one who could process her ramblings fast enough
-“wow they’re like brother and sister. Maybe we should elope”
-negasonic gets all soft with Laura and she speaks to her in Spanish and makes sure her thoughts are heard
-wade gets a lil more serious after being with the kids.
-Stanley acts like he hates him cause cmon it’s like having a Richie you can’t physically injure
-but the conversations they have when wade is being sincere help stan so much
-tries to shield mike from the world and barely swears around him
-richie: “shit”
Wade: *GASPS AND COVERS MIKES EARS*
-wade helps all of the kids at Xavier’s with sexuality and understanding it (and is unnaturally serious for the most part)
-“the guest sex Ed teacher is our very own wade Wilson!” “It’s Deadpool, and I’m not an x-man, so you can shut that ‘very own’ shit down”
-petey parsley gets transferred to Xavier’s
-richie loves this kid and tries to befriend him as soon as he arrives
-“holy SHIT you’ve met tony stark?!” “Dude I work for him” “HOLY FUCK HE WORKS FOR IRON MAN EDDIE”
-“IM GONNA SPRINT. YOU TRY TO WEB ME TO THE WALL”
-richie just sprints into a wall cause peter doesn’t hit him in time
-“eddie I think I broke my dick...and my face...will you still love me if I look like wade?”
-Bev uses the tip of her pinky to light her cigarettes, she holds them like she’s going to take a drag but sticks her pinky up and lights it while bringing it toward her mouth and richie LOSES HIS SHIT OVER IT
Thank you for coming to my ted talk
#losers club#it 2017#bill denbrough#richie tozier#ben hanscom#stanley uris#stan uris#beverly marsh#bev marsh#mike hanlon#eddie kaspbrak#marvel#xmen#mine#it headcanons#it hc#headcanons
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HP!au fic rec
a/n: these are most likely gonna be updated when we find more fics
A Little? A Lot. by vtaetaem
Min Yoongi and Kim Taehyung are caught breaking some rules they shouldn’t be and their solution isn’t exactly...the best.
OR
The fic in which Kim Taehyung, the current king of Wizarding Korea, finds himself in a rather sticky situation that leaves him enjoying the smile of a certain Slytherin a little too much.
95z And the Horrifically Attractive Hufflepuff Head Boy by sheepishfiction
Taehyung is an unregistered Animagus and Jimin is not that bad at Charms. Jungkook spends an excessive amount of time in the first stall of the second floor boy’s toilet. But none of these things matter, because holy shit, Kim Seokjin.
the curious case of the wolf in the nighttime by gacrux
Jeongguk doesn't know Taehyung, but he's about to. (AKA the HP AU that got away from me).
Boys With Magic Series by Yoongied586
description to be made...
Bet you didn’t know by quartzspirit
Taehyung is a ho for bacon and doesn't notice that something is off.
Jungkook reacts too slow.
Money is exchanged, pictures are taken and Min Yoongi laughs enough for one year.
An ordinary day at Hogwarts, Jungkook thinks.
Spells of Seven Series by SilverAndGreen
Seven students of Hogwarts meet each other through a mystery that takes place in the castle, after which they become best friends. Life seems to continue on as normal, but they don't know that one carries a secret with him; a secret that eventually leads them into something grave outside the walls of their beloved school.
time follows you (and fades) by thebestofme
hp!au - how half-veela!jimin and yoongi fall in love in the Slytherin common room.
(or, two sides of one story: Jimin worries about the effects of his Allure and hides his veela nature; Yoongi loves Jiminie but is too confused by mixed signals to act on it).
Mandrake by sleepychoi
Alternatively titled: Heart's True Intentions
Yoongi and Seokjin, like most of the older couples at Hogwarts, had learned to find little secluded spots to call their own despite the crowded school. Yoongi was also pretty sure that being friends with people like Taehyung and Hoseok made it extra hard for them to find privacy.
Luckily, they had claimed a little corner of one of the greenhouses as their own. They bloomed there just like the flowers did.
Amortentia by Tosun
Jimin didn't think his love potion would actually work.
say the magic words series by heytaetae
description to be written
Shift Spectrum by mintyyoongiJPEG & yoonminaufest
“He keeps screwing up the potion, I can’t work when I have to babysit him constantly to make sure he’s not gonna blow us up!”
“Can you two just– you know what. Yoongi, go switch with Taehyung. You and Jimin are partners for the rest of the year.”
The silence that fell over the classroom could best be described as stunned. All motion in the room stopped as Yoongi felt the tips of his ears heat up and there was that tingle in his scalp again.
All I Want (Is To Get a Little Bit Closer To You) by Lunabunni
The first time Taehyung set his eyes on Jungkook during his second year at Hogwarts, he knew there was something different about him.
night follows you (as it flows) by thebestofme
hp!au - somehow, jeongguk finds himself raising a baby dragon with taehyung. amidst rumors of being the death eaters’ son sorted into the wrong house, he finds hope.
You Smell Like Home by officialkth
Taehyung shows up to class late on the day they're brewing Amortentia, and wonders aloud why everyone is wearing Jeongguk's cologne.
" “My god, Jeongguk, did you lend your cologne to everyone or did you take a shower in it this morning?” Taehyung looks around the room, failing to notice everyone staring at him with open mouths, and takes another deep breath. “Bloody hell, it’s coming from everywhere.”
“Um…We’re brewing Amortentia today, Tae.” "
Blood, Sweat, and Magic by elibanana
This was not how his sixth year was supposed to end. Yoongi was supposed to walk through those double doors to the Great Hall, step up to Seokjin and confess. He was supposed to grab Seokjin’s hand, in front of Namjoon and Byulyi and all the Gryffindors, in front of Seunghoon and Jimin and all the Slytherins, in front of the whole school and profess his feelings. He was supposed to tip his head up, lean in and wait for Seokjin to close the few centimeters of space between them, because he would, of course he would, Yoongi was sure of it. He was supposed to end this year with a boyfriend in the form of one Seokjin Kim, one of Hogwarts’ most talented students and future legendary auror. They were supposed to end up together.
alternatively: a bunch of unexpected turn of events happen to Yoongi in his sixth year in Hogwarts, and he's not sure if he can handle any of it.
rated T for Yoongi swearing a lot.
Bangtan and the Venom of Asmodeus by Honey0613
Seven Korean exchange students have come to Hogwarts. Some are friends ... some are enemies. They have battles and drama, learning how to fight and love. What they don't know is that one of them has a bit of a dark history ...
fantastic beast and where to find them by Throne
Fantastic Beasts with Taehyung as Newt and Yoongi as Tina. Hoseok as Jacob and Jimin as Queenie for comic relief.
Puppy Therapy by gbyesummer (shouldshy)
Curled up next to the gutter is a brown dog, fur matted down from the rain, shivering with its eyes closed. It's managed to at least keep its head dry, tucked beneath the metal spout releasing water into the streets, but it looks cold and tired and something in Yoongi's chest clenches.
The dog barely reacts when he picks it up and strokes the dry, curly fur on his head, just lets out a little huff and a whine. It’s bigger than it looked from a distance, a poodle or some kind of poodle mixed breed, and he was correct in guessing it didn’t have a collar. If it were awake it might be able to sit on one of his arms and lean against his chest. As it is, weak and shaking, he has to carry it with both his arms. He tucks its body beneath his cloak—not a great solution with how soaked it is, but at least it’ll be protected from the wind—and hugs it to his chest.
Brewing Feelings 101 series by feels_train
bangtan hogwarts au featuring dumb boys getting dumber because of feelings.
There's Magic in All of Us (Yet You Enchant Me More Than Anyone) by sobi_baby
Whoever said Slytherins and Hufflepuffs couldn't be friends; Yoongi and Hoseok clearly never got the memo.
You're Stronger Than You Seem by Peque
There's a new program at Hogwarts to bring seven kids from South Korea to build stronger relations with Asia
Min Yoongi is one of the lucky few.
Animagus by notoverthatbityet
The bond formed between the seven young wizards while attending Mahoutokoro, their ancient magical school, is a powerful one, but things are more complicated in adulthood. The past has a way of catching up with you.
and one musn't tell lies by tteokie
Yoongi wants to fly so bad he's ready to break the rules for that. Jung Hoseok is the worst collateral damage possible. (Stop lying).
The Room of Unrequited Love by dyegu
When the new Hufflepuff prefect, Park Jimin, takes an undue interest in Slytherin fourth-year Jeon Jungkook, the younger boy starts wondering if any magic can compare to the uncomfortable bubbly feeling in his heart.
Of Quaffles, Bludgers, and Snitches by lost_things
The International Collegiate Quidditch Tournament is a pretty big deal, and becoming the team captain at Hogwarts is something of a coup but it wasn't something Hoseok expected.
His team?
A Slytherin Keeper with a nasty reputation and a powerful return.
Two Ravenclaw Chasers; one a Third Year hothead and the other his clumsy best friend.
A shy Gryffindor Beater who doesn't live up to the stereotype.
A Seventh Year Gryffindor Chaser who's been relegated to second string because of his Prefect duties.
An insomniac of a Hufflepuff Beater who has more than a knack.
And himself, one of the best Seekers since Harry Potter himself.
He's not quite sure what's going to happen, but he sure hopes for the best.
(Alternatively, Bangtan re-imagined as an inter-house Quidditch team. A story about a modern Hogwarts, their developing friendships and teamwork, and a lot of broom physics.
And Chair cat.)
petrificus totalus by stardots
Seokmin really likes Jaehyun and he also really needs better friends
Hexed (By Your Smile) by sevencts
Little did Jisoo know, he’d phased his way through more than one set of walls.
Audere est Facere by TheJuniorRoyals
Wonwoo was so excited to get his Hogwarts letter on his birthday, until he didn't. Insert Junhui, who will make Wonwoo feel less bad about being non-magic.
Felix Felicis & the Perks of Misconception by TheJuniorRoyals
Ravenclaw Lee Jihoon brews up a batch of Liquid Luck so he can confess to his long term crush, Gryffindor's Kim Mingyu.
live a little by symmetrophobic
a prompt fill for 7fics, asking for markson hp au with jackson as the quidditch captain and mark his much beloved forbidden fruit
Just Lay Back by soft_sweethearts
Baths are supposed to be relaxing. Too bad that word is not in Park Jinyoung's vocabulary.
The Sweets Issue by Aredhel_Alcarin
You may think, as far as Hogwarts history goes, that Gryffindor VS Slytherin quidditch matches are the most intense and extreme ones.
And, well—it’s not that they aren’t intense and extreme. But the point is, despite all that, their matches have nothing to do against Ravenclaw VS Slytherin ones, at least since Park Jinyoung got to be Ravenclaw’s captain.
Late for Lunch by sleepychoi
Yugyeom’s hobby was catching golden snitches, but he managed to catch Bambam’s heart instead.
Soft As A Cloud, Gentle As A Spring Breeze by orphan_account
Im Jaebum is the infamous playboy at Hogwarts. As Gryffindor's Quidditch Captain, and Head Boy, he enters his sixth year with everybody who's anybody wanting to either kiss him or kill him.
It seems like it will be a rather boring year, until Jaebum runs off at the mouth about his sexual prowess and gets caught up in a bet with Park Jinyoung, Slytherin's head boy.
Now Jaebum has to seduce and take to bed anyone of Jinyoung's choice before the school year is up. And what will Jaebum do when he finds himself accidentally falling for his doe-eyed victim?
Choi Youngjae was nobody. He didn't have any friends, any family, any anything. He wasted away his life hidden inside of the library, studying 24/7, until suddenly his life was tipped upside down by a handsome boy with honey-gold hair and a smirk that made Youngjae's palms sweat.
What's going to happen with the two polar opposites? Will they fall for each other? Or will the truth come out and destroy everything?
Chocolate Frogs and Hazy Dreams by yonamjoon
Jinyoung is tired. He's tired of the two loud troublemakers behind him in Charms class. He's tired of his mother pestering him with owls every day about their Christmas plans.
But most of all, he's tired because his mind won't stop racing and ticking and moving. But wizards don't really focus on mental health do they? Not when they're supposed to be smart and cunning and wise. Not when their mind is supposed to be their greatest weapon.
So Jinyoung is tired. And Mark isn't helping.
I Want to Keep You By My Side by kiwiootori
Bambam has always known that she's a girl. Yugyeom has always believed her.
look at me for a sec (don't be too awkward) by turbrolence (shortiest)
in which a bludger shatters jinyoung's shoulder and jaebum ends up volunteering to feed him breakfast.
when i was a young boy by chanyeolanda
Gryffindors and Slytherins Do Not get along, every one knows this. It's bit unfortunate for Jinyoung and Jaebum, childhood friends sorted into the two rival houses.
Jaebum might not handle it very well.
(Alternately: Jaebum makes overdramatic generalisations and probably writes angsty early teen poetry.)
The Line That Separates Us by Tsubame_go
When Jinyoung turns eleven he can't wait to join his best friend Jaebum at Hogwarts. He isn't expecting something as trivial as being sorted into a different house to divide them.
too shy to become your sun by unfairtanktops
sometimes, mark thinks, it's just easier to stay quiet.
(or, the one where jackson is oblivious and everyone is magic)
Bad Behavior by itsonlytime
The year is 1995 and Jackson Wang's popular and well known by the whole Hogwarts, he knows that. Everybody knows that. Leader of his team and probably the best damn quidditch player, out of all four houses. He's just fucking good at it. It's his sixth year and the final exams before the holidays are coming up like a proper snow storm; still he needs to concentrate on having the best game, losing is not an option. Confidence, indeed, was one of his best traits. The thing is: no one expected the damage that a stubborn, rude Slytherin boy could to do him. Someone playing his head like a freaking Golden Snitch wasn't exactly a plan for perfecting his skills.
Quacks like a Slytherin by ichigotabetai
The whole pureblood vs mudblood thing ? It always simmers under the surface. Blood purity might be a thing that's not openly talked about but it's very much alive and well. Baekhyun being completely and wholly muggleborn has always been a target. Now in his sixth year, he gives as good as he gets, insults easily rolling off his tongue because you have to defend yourself even if you think it's stupid and a waste of time. He can now insult a Slytherin pureblood in his sleep, has engaged with verbal wars with almost half of them. It's sort of a thing a Gryffindor does.
But there are some Slytherins who think even engaging in verbal war is beneath them. Park Chanyeol is one of them. For someone so hung up on status and image, he sure has a nice smile which is unfair. Because otherwise, Chanyeol is everything he resents.
make me speechless by misteami
baekhyun was absolutely smitten.
Do Kyungsoo and the Mudblood Muddle by picaselle
Kyungsoo has enough problems as it is. The last thing he wants to do is get involved in a high profile DMLE case, especially when it involves spending time with Chanyeol.
The Best of Friends by oxygenlove
Kyungsoo is a muggleborn Slytherin. Jongin is his pureblood best friend.
Artificial Love Potion by shineebean
Potions class is all fun and games until Kyungsoo’s Amortentia forces him to face the truth.
Sweeter than Victory by Demedicis
It only takes a little bit of Kim Junmyeon, Gryffindor's star keeper, for Do Kyungsoo to lose his cool. Similarly, it only takes a little bit of firewhisky for the seeker to let go of his inhibitions.
Sugar Quill by whenineternal
Yixing is an enigma, a live paradox with his cute smiles and little hands and high voice and his sexy tongue and the provocative way he sucks on the candy and sways his hips when Yifan's looking.
Muggle the Way (To Your Heart) by Changdeol
When among Muggles, do as the Muggles do. And Sehun is determined to, even if he has no idea what that actually entails.
We Need To Test These Suckers Out by indigomini
Kyungsoo works in the Department of Performance Enhancing Magic Research for the Ministry of Magic. He has to test a swimming enhancement spell today, but his test subject is distracting as hell.
lost (but not found) by junxouji
Sehun casts a love spell on the unsuspecting Ravenclaw but he does not expect it to backfire.
You Can Never Tame Me by yagakat
Chanyeol is a flaming idiot and the worst dragon tamer Kris has ever seen.
make up shake up break up by aprilboys
Jongin should've thought a lot more about who he said his fake boyfriend is when he rejected for the umpth time Chanyeol confessing his undying love for him in public, especially since his significant other is no other than his best friend Taemin.
Beware Of The Cat by naomi24
Jongdae is a vicious cat who only wants real food. Minseok likes to remind wizards that owls are the real You-Know-Who. Jongdae simply wants his first love back. And Yixing? Well, he’s just the protagonist.
Disapparitions by trashdemon
Luhan’s a washed-up accountant returning to London. Minseok is homeless. Two lonely people, with no destinations but too many memories, find each other on the Knight Bus.
*edited 8/18/17
#kpop fic recs#hp!au#bts fic rec#will be updated as we find more!#bts#seventeen#svt#pledis svt#seventeen fic fec#got7#got7 fic rec#exo#exo ot12#exo fic rec#bangtan sonyeondan#some have smut some do#admin sonnet
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Chris
After my talk with Carlton I feel like I could take some of my own advice. Camila and I are in a good place but I feel left out my kids lives. Hell I don't even know if any of them are passing or failing classes. Well I know Stanley is good she our little genius. I sat tellin my best friend what to do giving him personally advice and I'm only doing half the shit I said. That needs to be fixed.
Pulling up to the elementary school locking my car I walk up into the building. As I knock on the front desk the older rep jumped a little. "Oh you scared me."
"I'm sorry miss Clam you looking nice today." She's worked at this school starting when Mona and Stanley got here.
"Thank you Mr.Washington. What can I do for you?"
"First you can just call me Chris and second call my son for early dismissal."
Grabbing the needed papers she came back. "So what's getting him out hopefully something important."
"Yes ma'am always." I smirk winking sliding back the papers.
She giggled blushing waving me off. I sat waiting for Maurice to come down. Seeing me he smiled ran into my arms.
"Dad what am I doing out of school early?"
Riffing his hair putting him in a headlock I walk us out the school. "We gonna go chill." As we reach the doors a group of little girls called out to him waving. "What's that your fan club?"
"Something like that. A lot of girls like me dad they keep saying Im cute."
"I guess you ok I look way better tho." I let him go.
Before we get in he begged me to take a picture of him.
"Yeah this about to get me hella likes. One time this girl sent me a picture of her in a bra." He snickered as I pull out into the street.
"What how old was she?"
"Sixteen I think but I clowned her called her a pedophile."
See I didn't know this. I gotta step up my parenting now.
"So look I just wanted to spend some time with you I know your mom and I slipped and slowed down on time we spend with you guys and I wanna fix that."
"Is this because uncle Carlton and aunt becca getting a divorce?"
"Nah who said that?"
"Elias told me how they always fighting and his dad don't be home all the time anymore."
I guess these kids are more involved than I thought. Sometimes we adults get so into whatever we got going on we don't bother to check with the kids. If they remain clueless that's great but if they happen to hear something or see something we gotta deal with that. We never really pay attention that these situations could in the long run have an affect on these kids and do some fucked your shit to them mentally or emotionally.
I don't want to be part of my kids having a down fall. As the parent I want them to come to me about any and everything. I was like that with my dad before losing him I told him everything and we were super close because of that. His death had a big toll on me I was so focused on supporting my mom and new sister to deal with my own problems. Eventually I broke down to my mom.
"Don't worry about that no one is getting divorced. They are working on their problem. You wanna get some food or go somewhere?"
"Uh we can go to the academy and play some ball. I gotta show you this one move...drives the girls crazy."
He is my son that shit is clear as day. Going with his idea I take the route to the academy. On the way he plugged in his phone to the AUX turns out he had a lot of music I fucks with. He recorded us rapping to songs and everything. My phone rang through the Bluetooth in the car with my wife calling.
"Hey mom!"
"Im beatin both y'all ass when y'all get home!"
Damn. "Why baby?"
"Don't baby me Christopher why did you take Maurice out of school early!?"
"I wanted to spend time with my son is that so wrong?" He snickered at us recording on his phone.
"It is wrong when you taking him out of school you could've waited until after."
"I know baby you right. But don't be callin acting like a psycho all on my phone woman."
"Nigga shut up you better take care of my son or you gonna deal with me."
Smirking I chuckled. "Why you acting out mama? You need me to-"
"Ah ah don't be nasty go back to your little father son thing. I love you pumpkin!"
He laughed. "Love you to mom!"
"What about daddy?"
She laughed. "I'll call my dad later...be home before dinner."
With that she hung up. "Your mom stay trippin."
"Yeah I know she stay treating me like a baby still."
"Cause you are baby son. She'll lighten up tho don't worry."
We walk into the academy heading straight for the gym. Instead of playing a real one in one game we just shy around. I remember doing this with my old man. He had skills.
"So catch me up on what you got going on." I shot hearing that sweet sound of success.
"Just school...you know I only hang with my family."
"Such a loner why don't you make friends at school?"
"They fake. Everyone either wants to show me some talent they got to get to you or asking for my sisters or mom number. It's annoying so I don't bother being around them anymore than needed." He shot gaining a swish after rolling around the ring.
"Does it bother you that me and your mom are famous?"
"Eh not really except when we go out and those camera people be following us around."
"Ok that's good. Since you a loner I guess that means no girlfriend or anything huh?"
I smirk passing the ball to him after I missed my last shot. He chuckled doing a lay up. "Not really some of the girls be the most fake. I do like this one girl but I don't think she even knows I exist."
"Really? What's her name?"
"Angel...looks like one to. She's got dark chocolate skin and long hair really pretty eyes and on the spelling team."
He done ran down her whole information pack to me. Must be a real special girl. "Well imma give you this little bit of girl advice. If you feel like she don't notice you make yourself known but slightly. Start by saying hi to her when you see her nothing over the top then just gently move into the friend zone get to know her and everything else will fall into place as it should."
"Ok I can do that. I just wanna get a girl like mom so we can be happy like you guys.
Mona
"Oh look at this one....I swear she think she cute." Scroll through Stanley secret musically I chuckled looking for the right now.
We are eating at Olive Garden and I wanted to make everyone laugh. What's funnier than this shit!?
"What the hell was that hair thing? Oh my god I swear she so full of herself." Clare mugged the video until it ends.
"Ay why are we watching her stuff if it's secret for a reason." One of the girls questioned interrupting me and Clare laughs.
"To expose her. Look at this she only made it private so no one can see that I'm so shy so sweet so innocent BS is just a act. She just as much a hoe as any other girl."
They all looked at me shocked.
"Wow Mona."
"What is up with you...that's your sister. You being a sneaking bitch behind her back like y'all ain't grow up together."
"First for the millionth time she is not nor has she ever been my sister-"
"But she your parents daughter tho."
"Bitch only on paper! Everyone so stuck up her ass I swear. Y'all act like she all that but if it wasn't for my parents she'd probably be either in a stank foster home or laid out on her back somewhere." Clare laughed while the others stared at me.
"Girl ain't nobody stuck up her ass it's called being a friend."
See what I'm talking about! Everyone lately is just flipping sides on me choose this...orphan over me! I remember a time where the world revolved around me. It all came tumbling down after the twins came and miss kiss ass started doing just that. While I enjoy my young life she's making bottles, changing diapers, babysitting without pay and a whole bunch other extra shit.
My actual blood birth parents started treating me like a outsider. Stanley gets special treatments for simple everyday thing you suppose to do. I got A's and B's and get a purse while she got straight A's and got a trip to universal! How does that add up it's not fair. I'm being treated like the extra load when really it's her. She's the intruder the outsider the ugly duckling.
"Whatever I'm done talking about that hoe what's the plans for the weekend?" Clare asked.
The other gave bland answers back. "Well we are going to a party...a college party."
They all looked at each other then us.
"You know what I'm out I can't do this anymore. Y'all bitches got problems."
One by one they left leaving just me and Clare. I should probably mention how we started hanging out again. The day Julian caught me and Sam and I told off his little girlfriend Clare over heard and came to my aid. She is the only person who honestly understands how I'm feeling. I know we caught a while back but that's the past and we just moving on working on building our friendship again. This time I won't allow myself to get dragged into Stanley trap.
"Forget them we are gonna have so much fun! You and your older boo then imma get me a little baby. They just jealous."
We paid the rest of the bill of our food and left out. Clare drives even though she's not legally suppose to. I walked into the house and maliki ran up to me.
"Hey stink!"
"Hi! You want cookie Mo?" He waved a Oreo in my face.
"Sure...thank you. Hey momma." Purposely ignoring the other body I hug her.
"Look! They just sent me the cover for IT magazine we're on."
Look at my parents slayin shutting all these other couples down! "Y'all look great."
"Yeah you look beautiful mom."
Cringing I roll my eyes handing back the phone. "Hey mom I got a question just random out the blue here."
"What's up?" She hops onto the counter still looking at her phone.
"Why do you and dad let Stanley address you as parents?"
I notice the other being look my way but just like earlier I ignored her.
"Um what do you mean? She's not gonna call us by our first names that's not how a child addresses their parent."
"That's the thing she's not your actual daughter. I think she should call you Mr and Mrs." I shrug as she frowns at me.
"Mona what the hell is wrong with you?"
"She's what's wrong with me...her being here irks me and I think her time is up."
"Mona! You have no type of authority in this house to say who's time is up."
She scowled me. Seeing how upset she is over some words is crazy! I speak nothing but truth and she's over there ready to have a heart attack.
"I'm uh...gonna go up to my room." She got her things together jogging up the stairs not to long after closing a door.
Chuckling I stopped seeing my Mona still glaring at me. "What?"
"Why would you say some shit like that? Stanley is as much our daughter as you are."
"I really hate when you guys say that. I actually am a mixture of you both I came out of you. She's not your daughter just the charity case you guys took in."
"How can you say something like that? Stanley has been apart of our family long before we adopted her. You two use to be at the hip 24/7 she had your back and you had hers. What's changed since then?"
"I found out who she really is. Her innocence isn't real...bet you didn't know she has a secret triller account."
"Actually I know all about it she shows me a few here and there but I see what this is. So what is it a boy or Clare again?"
"Huh?"
"I went through this had someone new come into my life and change my view in things on people. I was so blind to the truth I let myself hurt people I love. Those who only want the best for me....I'll tell you this now whatever or whoever it is clearly is no good if Stanley is doing whatever she is to make you turn on her like this. Mona I don't want you to make the mistakes I did as a mother my job is to guide you in the right direction and just hope and prey you don't have to experience the feelings I went through."
Coming up she hugs me kissing my cheek. It's been a while since I've felt this type of affection from my mom. If she's not working or busy with the twins I'm pushing her away. I guess I'm just drifting into that part of my teenage years where I feel I'm more independent than I really am.
"Mom I just....I missed this. Lately I feel like the adopted kid."
"I know I'm sorry me and your father have been slacking with the time we spend with you guys. I promise I'm gonna get back on things...in fact why don't we go out this weekend spend some mom daughter time."
Damn now I have to choose between my boyfriend and partying or quality time with my mom.
#malutrevejo#officialreine#chris brown#darlene cisneros#fanfiction#fanfic#chris brown fanfic#chris brown fanfiction
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Rick’s not in pain anymore. He got him and Carl somewhere safe. Twice on the way, he prayed, silent prayers of a father to the Father, to not let him die. To not let them get this far only to have Carl watch his dad slip away and leave him alone. Carl just put his mother to rest, for crying out loud. Have mercy. Give me mercy. He begged and begged God to forgive him if it came to the point Rick had to make the choice whether or not to put him through doing that to his dad, too. He wouldn’t. His boy wasn’t going to be the one to pull the trigger..
It’s like that promise slipped through his mind the last few seconds of him being conscious on the couch. Carl’s screams came in muffled and then nothing at all. Warmth and fading throbs in his limbs, timed to a heartbeat that began to slow down.
Don’t let me end like this. Don’t make him do it.
“I promise I won’t be gone past dinner. It’s a call in and you best bet I’m gonna guilt trip the hell outta Shane for makin’ me miss Date Night.” Lori frowned at him as he walked down the stairs fastening his belt and slipping the last of the leather into the loops on his work pants. Her arms were around his shoulders, she lifted up to kiss him and when their lips met? Every time was like the first time he kissed her on their wedding day. To the applause of friends, family, the tears of their parents and the vows of a future together on the very cusp of begging who and what they are.
Sunlight streaked across the well-weathered wooden floor of the foyer. Catching spiral floaties of dust that spun in the heat and the breeze coming in from the screen door that needed the bottom screen replaced. Was gonna be a task list he had to complete today or Lori promised Date Night was gonna end with Couch Night because he’d put it off because of tired limbs and a frazzled mind. Seemed like the full moon was coming at work. Everyone was going crazy, getting drunk, throwin’ rocks in their neighbors windows and–generally–making him feel like he was babysitting a town full of toddlers.
Today the new cadet decided to get food poisoning (read that drunk thing two seconds ago again) and since Shane was on duty? He wasn’t gonna leave his brother there to deal with the messes on his own. “I love you. Half a shift. No more. We can drop Carl off at the sitter’s after school. Then I’m all yours,” his lips went up her long neck until he could bury his nose into the hair just above her ear. A graze of his teeth over the top of her earlobe and he whispers. “And you’re mine.”
Her fingers cup his cheek, her mouth covers his and she EXHALES. Breathes her life into him and he inhales deep just to keep her there. She tastes like wildflowers, sun tea and Chantilly lace. His heart is hammering in his chest..pounding. Bang. Bang. BANG!!!
The door rattles on the hinges and Carl’s there helping him barricade them in. He’s been moving on autopilot. Not aware of himself or what he’s doin’. Or how he’s doing the opposite of what he needs to do to see who’s on the other side. Friend. Foe. Who does he have to kill now? Terror fills him because how long were they doin’ this before he realized he was awake? What’d they do? Who was out there? Swallowing his heart back into his chest made him choke on air as he looked out the peephole and collapsed. His legs gave way when it was her. If he died, she’d have him. If he lived? They’d make it TOGETHER. She found them. His heart whispered back that he’d thank her right after..
“It’s for you..”
His smile lingered as he looked up. Through the ceiling, upstairs and the roof. Wasn’t sure who he was thanking. For letting them make it. For waking him up. For sending her here. God, Lori, both? It was both.
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