#plus this is my regular group of nerds
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May the Flirts Be With You- Seonghwa x Female!Cosplayer!Reader
It adds years to my life as a massive Star Wars nerd that a member of one of my ult groups is one too 🫶🏻 him making a May the 4th post = instant serotonin. It's 3 weeks late, but here's a corny little fun post for SW Day 😁
Word Count: 2394 | Conventions, Nerds to Lovers lmao, that trope I've accidentally created where Yeosang plays cupid | Warnings: the con is really generic because I didn't want to rip anything real off too much & have it be something they couldn't go to lmao, plus that way I could make other popular sci-fi references >:3
“Isn’t the cloak a bit much?”
"Come on," Seonghwa half-jokingly whined, "you said you were going to appreciate everything."
Yeosang had joined him at a sci-fi convention, something Seonghwa had always dreamed of attending. Artists sat at tables showing their amazing creations, groups of friends and family took pictures with signs and props, and of course the place was flooded with cosplayers and merch. They'd even passed by the 501st Legion.
"I do," Yeosang assured him, nodding towards an artist table stocked with hyperrealistic head sketches of the classic Star Trek cast, "like look at those. I don't even watch the show and I kind of want one."
"That's why they say these cons are so expensive, like look over there!" Seonghwa pointed eyes widening. "There's a guy selling discontinued Star Wars lego sets!"
"Oh, boy," Yeosang muttered, but with a smile as his hyung dragged him over to the man's table, where he started eagerly digging in, that childlike wonder Yeosang knew so well starring his eyes.
"This is a fun little ship," Yeosang commented, picking up a small packet, "I like the yellow."
Seonghwa turned, then gave a nod. "The Naboo Starfighter! That is cute, you should get it for your shelf."
"You know what, maybe I will."
"That's the spirit! As for me, I'm between the AT-TE and the TIE Advanced set."
"Go with the cheaper one."
Seonghwa stuck his tongue out at Yeosang, who mirrored the gesture, then giggled in spite of himself. He wasn't the only one who made the sound, though; Seonghwa swiveled around, ready to greet another lego enthusiast, but what he saw had his fingers involuntarily loosening, almost sending the (slightly overpriced, in his opinion) AT-TE set tumbling back onto the red-and-black tablecloth.
It was a girl, a young woman about his age, dressed head-to-toe in a perfect Princess Leia cosplay. And not the classic white outfit, but the Bespin gown and cape.
You made the red outfit look classically beautiful, and whether it was all your hair or some sort of wig or extensions, you'd braided it just right, the loops falling back and at each side of your face, which was focused on Seonghwa with a smile.
"Oh, sorry, you two were just funny. You look like a Jedi and his padawan having a spat."
Seonghwa tore his eyes off of you long enough to regard Yeosang. "I told you I looked like a Jedi!"
"You sure do," you added, tilting your head toward the boxes in his hands, "what are you looking at getting there?"
Seonghwa shakily lowered the AT-TE back to the table. "Oh, well, I think I'm going with the TIE Advanced set."
"Good choice," you loudly whispered, leaning a bit closer, "355 to that one's 794. A little under half the pieces, but a quarter of the price."
"That's what I thought, like the TIE is way more iconic too, sorry Battle of Utapau."
"Yeah, I'm more into the OG movies myself."
He nodded toward your cosplay. "I see that. Did you make that yourself, or buy the pieces?"
"Oh, no, I made this."
Seonghwa feels his jaw drop, warmth pooling in his chest at the way you giggle again, this time at his expression, which rises from shock to a wide, awed grin. "You- you really? How do you do it? How long does it take? One of my roommates just customizes regular clothes and it seems like he can spend hours."
"Oh, yeah, hours is about right," you chuckle, "but it feels like the hardest part is finding the right fabrics sometimes, like these thicker ones aren't at every fabric store."
"Yeah, you really sound like my friend," Seonghwa jokes, "but you look way better."
He flushes the moment the words leave his mouth, immediately stuttering backtracks. "Well, um, that is, I mean, he doesn't do cosplay, more just like paint and cutting stuff up and-"
"Don't worry, you wouldn't believe how many creeps have told me I should have gone with the slave look," your voice cuts into his ramble, "I'm not offended. I actually appreciate it, um...what was your name again?"
"Oh," he lit up, "Seonghwa. This is my first convention."
Introducing yourself, you smiled and waved a hand at the legos he paused the conversation to purchase. "And it looks like you're getting something out of it already."
"More clutter for his room," Yeosang supplied.
You laughed. "You don't want to see mine, then. Besides, I can't help but notice you bought a ship too."
"A tiny one!" Yeosang sheepishly defended himself, quickly laughing at the m-hm sound you made.
"That's how it starts. Get him addicted, Seonghwa."
He nodded. "I'm trying."
"That's the spirit," you said with a mischievous grin.
Seonghwa nodded, then felt his eyes start to lose focus from looking at your own. "Er, well, we'll see you around, (y/n)!" He waved, starting to turn and walk away with Yeosang, who immediately shoved him.
"Whoa, what's that for?"
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Getting back to the convention?"
"Don't you think you should talk to her?"
"What, and follow her around like a weirdo?"
"No," Yeosang fought, "invite her to go check out the voice acting stall or build your legos together or at least just take a picture with her to remember her by if you're too scared to do anything else."
Seonghwa frowned slightly. "I'm not scared."
"Ok," his long-haired friend shrugged, "then prove it."
"I will," he said with a satisfied smile as he turned on his heels, heading back for you.
"Oh, hey, (y/n)?"
You turned around too, white cape billowing around you like angel wings. He swallowed, trying not to stare too hard.
"Can we take a picture? I- I haven't really gotten many pictures with cosplayers, and-"
"Sure!" Smiling brightly, you accepted his proffered phone, taking a couple selfies that left Seonghwa feeling like a boiled lobster, he must be so red. He wasn't expecting you to put your arm around him, but he sure wouldn't complain, either. You also had Yeosang take a few head-to-toe ones so you could see your full outfits and the poses you guys did.
By the time you were done, you both were laughing, especially at one selfie you caught of all three of you where both you and Seonghwa posed and Yeosang just had the most confused expression. In another, you reached behind you to the book stall, each picking one up to pretend to read. Seonghwa made a shocked face at James Luceno's Tarkin, Yeosang mimed intense focus on Timothy Zahn's The Icarus Hunt, and you pretended to laugh at the bowl of petunias in Douglas Adams' The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
"Well, thanks!" Seonghwa exclaimed after your photoshoot, trailing off before Yeosang elbowed him from behind. "Er, well, I was wondering if you are on any social media for your cosplays?"
"Yup," you nodded, closing out your Photos app with a smile at all the new shots of you guys that had been added to your phone and sliding over to instagram, "Here's where I post a lot of my photos, but if you want to see anything more in-depth or show your fashion designing friend, I can give you my youtube."
Wow... "You have a cosplay youtube? That's so cool! I bet it's a lot of fun!"
"Sure, it's where I track progress, share my processes, and do hauls and stuff too. Oh, and these guys," you shook the box of lego you'd bought at the stall that introduced you, "will get built on there, too. Hey, would you wanna be in a video?"
This time, no elbowing was required. "On your channel? Yes, of course! We could build our legos," Seonghwa replied, feeling excitement rush to his face as he strolled past a life-size Dalek, fingers reaching out to gently brush the smooth dome atop the metal structure.
"For one, yes," you said, a hand reaching up to straighten your Leia braids, "but how would you feel about modeling a legit cosplay?"
His eyes flew open. "You'd make me a whole outfit?"
"Well, I need practice doing men's fits too," you giggled, swerving around a couple dressed as Zoë and Wash from Firefly, "and you have, like, perfect proportions."
Seonghwa's mouth opened and closed a few times, but he didn't know what to say to that. You didn't say any more, either, your interest suddenly captured by a stall selling Padme-inspired jewelry, including one thick silver choker that honestly captured Seonghwa's eyes too...
"So, uh, would you be interested?" You glanced back and forth between the stall and Seonghwa, the way your eyes peered up at him involuntarily raising the corners of his lips.
"As long as my outfit is as pretty as yours."
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"Everyone's commenting asking if you're a professional model," you giggle at Seonghwa, glancing up at your phone as you hand him the bright orange brick separator.
He pries apart two misplaced lego pieces before meeting your eyes. "Me?"
"Yes, you," you fire back, closing your phone and leaning a bit closer, scanning first Seonghwa's progress, then his face, "have you seen yourself?"
Heat creeps back into his cheeks. "Yes, but I've seen you, too, so I know they should be asking that about you, not me."
"Wow, that was really smooth. No wonder I dressed you up as Lando," you grin, resting your chin on your hand.
Seonghwa just gazed into your eyes with a fond smile. That had been a long, but amazing, process as you got measurements, pinned him still until he was stiff all over, but put hours of work into detailing a masterpiece, complete with a cape of his very own. All the standing around was so worth it to feel the way your hands gently grazed his sides, to hear you laugh at his little comments and even feel it against his neck when you were working on his shoulders, to always make sure you were stopping to take care of yourself, too, and hear how grateful you were when he reminded you you were doing amazing, no need to push yourself. Watching the transformation, your busy hands at work, getting to embody a piece of the universe he loved so much, all of it made for some of the best weeks Seonghwa had had in a long time.
"That was fun," he commented, attaching two more pieces to the wing of the ship he was building.
"Yeah," you agreed, "especially when you almost kissed me."
Seonghwa reddened, stiffening and lowering the wing in his hand slightly.
It had happened one of the last times you'd met up when you were attaching his cape, hands on his shoulders. He'd relaxed too much, falling into watching you work with dazed eyes, dreaming of leaning in, and then you pulled a little too hard, sending him surging forward, his face almost crashing into yours. He'd managed to catch himself just in time and you'd edited that part out of the fitting video of course, but that moment, your awkward but thrilling almost-kiss, had been living rent-free in Seonghwa's mind ever since then. A part of him wished he'd just managed to fall all the way, but that also wasn't how he wanted your first kiss to go. If you liked him back, which Yeosang and Hongjoong insisted you did. Hongjoong had even taken to texting him 'May the flirts be with you' before he went to your studio, which strangely had encouraged him on a couple occasions to just say the compliment or to brush your hands a little when he handed you supplies or made sure you had water.
"I'm so sorry about that, I really was just clumsy and-"
"It's all right," you smirked faintly, putting the constructed cockpit in your hands down, "I was ready for it."
Seonghwa's brows furrowed as he fully set the wing down. "You... you..."
"Wait, I'm sorry, did I read things wrong? I thought we were flirting. But if not, I'm so sorry! I'm not good at this," you confessed, "you know what they say about nerds and all."
Any and all dissatisfaction about Hongjoong being right dissipated into the great sparkly abyss of joy rising and thudding out of Seonghwa's chest because holy cow, the super cool girl who makes Star Wars outfits and builds lego with him and doesn't laugh at his ASMR is interested in them? Sure, let him and Yeosang rub it in Seonghwa's face. He'd endure anything if it meant getting closer to you.
"I didn't want to make you uncomfortable, either," he chuckled, grin widening by the second, "but yes, I was. My roommate even started texting me to hype me up before I visited you, look!"
He showed you the text, which was followed by a gif of Han Solo and a whole bunch of teasing ㅋㅋㅋㅋ.
"I was worried you were going to see all the youtube comments teasing me about my obvious crush on you or how cute we were together!"
His eyes widened again. "So you have an obvious crush on me?"
"Seonghwa," you folded your arms, "you don't exactly want someone to kiss you because they're like a brother to you."
"Right, right, sorry, it's just so hard to believe a real-life space princess like you is interested in a lowly smuggler like myself."
"Ok," you snorted, "that was corny."
"I was trying to be corny."
"Good," you tease, leaning in closer until your nose is almost brushing his, "I like corny."
"That's why you like Attack of the Clones. It's the dialogue."
"It's the childhood appeal and you know it! I always say they got a little confident in their millions with some of the writing, but something in it really captured a youth vibe. It's like what they did in Twilight, but better because of the rest of the worlds happening around it-" You rambled, distracted by Seonghwa's claim.
Seonghwa, meanwhile, could only stare at your animated gesticulating and think how you're most definitely the girl of his dreams. "Ok, seriously, please kiss me."
“Alright, but we’re definitely doing the cape yank next time,” you comment as you lean in, letting Seonghwa take one of your hands, the other pulling you in softly by your cheek until your lips met.
#ateez#ateez imagines#ateez reactions#ateez x reader#ateez scenarios#seonghwa#seonghwa x reader#seonghwa x female reader#female reader#cosplayer reader
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Wasteland Woes: A Legacy Challenge
Hi! So I haven’t seen a ton of Fallout inspired challenges (except for @luxelattesims ‘ Vault one which you should also check out), and I wanted to try and make my own. This is very simple and up to a lot of interpretation! The premise of this is to do regular things in the Sims with the aspirations and goals but with some Fallout inspired things on the side. Aging, neighborhood stories, etc are all up to you.
Note: this challenge will require a lot of packs like Strangerville, Cottage Living, Outdoor Retreat, University, etc.
Aspirations and their subsections are here
Gen 1: Vault Dweller
Your Sim has been dropped into the new world after the end with only the clothing on their back. It’s your goal to figure out what caused the end of the world, survive, and possibly find love out in this wasteland.
Move to Strangerville
Aspiration: Strangerville Mystery
Household lot must have Simple Living and Off the Grid
for extra challenge you can add Grody and Filthy
Have at least one romantic partner
One child will be the next heir (adopted or having)
Make friends with at least 4 other Wastelanders and have them move in
Gen 2: Lone Wanderer
Your parents found love and happiness in the Wasteland, but you just want to get out and explore.
Move to another world (I recommend Evergreen Harbor)
Aspiration: Outdoor Enthusiast
Household lot must have Simple Living and Off the Grid
Have at least one child (whether adopting or having)
Complete at least one collection (fish, gems, etc)
Gen 3: Wasteland Whisperer
While your family explored the wild wasteland, you found a love of animals. Now all you want to do is have your own little piece of land with some critters.
Stay in the world or move to another
Aspiration: Country Caretaker
Have at least 1 cow, 1 llama, and chickens
There’s mods to add other animals here by @kalino-thesims
Collect as many plants as you’re able
Household lot must have Simple Living and Off the Grid
Have at least one child (whether adopting or having)
Gen 4: Nerd Rage
Growing up on the farm made you realize you didn’t want to live a simple life anymore. You want to learn about everything and anything. It is up to you whether you use this knowledge for good or evil.
Stay in the world or move to another
Aspiration: nerd brain and/or renaissance sim
Household lot must have Simple Living and Off the Grid
Make a robo companion (servo)
Achieve level 10 research and debate skill
Have at least one child (whether adopting or having)
Gen 5: Local Leader
While your family loved learning new things, you wanted to be in charge. You either fell in with a group of settlers or raiders and climbed up the ranks.
Stay in the world or move to another
Aspiration: Leader of the Pack
Can either be for a leader of a good group or raiders
Household lot must have Simple Living and Off the Grid
Reach level 10 in crafting and fitness
Ask at least 4 Sims to move in with you
Retire somewhere after choosing your next chain of command
Some fun Fallout mods:
My own cc: Vault Suit, Vault Suit Extras, Nuka Cola Jumpsuits, Fallout Billboards, and Grungy Tops (maxis match)
Synth skin & eyes: here (creator is Hagalazsims) (Maxis-mix)
@surely-sims Fallout 4 objects: here, here, and here (maxis match)
@litttlecakes Fallout 4 objects: here (maxis match)
@gen-sim Synth eyes: here (maxis match)
@remussirion Hancock: here (alpha)
@plazasims Vault Suit and Pipboy: here (alpha)
@sforzcc Fallout Conversions: here (maxis mix)
@aniraklova Raider/Badass Clothing/Accessories: here (maxis match)
Plus a ton more! There’s lots of creations people have made or converted that’ll fit the end of the world vibe. The gallery has many amazing builds which I highly recommend using.
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Wait PLEASE tell me more about singing backup choir for 3OH!3 that’s so cool?! (and agree, they do seem like great guys - lots of friends I have from Band World™️ have met them and said they’re lovely)
YESSS... Gather round, let me tell you the tale...
(Read more because it got long lol)
Ok so back in 2020 I was in a kinda relaxed comnunity choir in Denver, and March 3rd is often known unofficially as Denver or Colorado Day (because the date is 3/03, and the original Denver area code is 303). Anyway 3OH!3 was going to have a 303 Day concert, alongside Lil Jon and Breathe Carolina.
So 3OH!3 heard about the choir I was in and reached out to our director to see if we could do choral backup vocals, and she said yes. Our choir has like 100+ people by that time and we only needed like 20, so at our next rehearsal she announced the opportunity and said that you could enter your name into a drawing to be part of the group that would sing. Majority of the members were in their 20s and early 30s, so needless to say, we were familiar with 3OH!3 and very excited. I entered my name in, and was randomly selected!
3OH!3 created some arrangements for us of DONTTRUSTME and My Dick (yes, that song). Mainly we'd be singing with the synths etc in the background, and especially during the instrumental only part of the full, non radio version of DONTTRUSTME.
The subset of the choir met up a few days before the show to rehearse. Next day was another rehearsal and Sean and Nat were there to rehearse with us (and also record us to overdub our vocals if needed... we'd only have a few mics to pick us all up, plus no IEMs, just regular monitors, so there was a risk of either us screwing up due to us just being a bunch of choir nerds and not professional backup singers or the sound not picking up well). They were really great dudes, very down to earth and kind and gracious. You could tell they were smart guys and genuinely talented.
And that brings us to the actual show! It was at the Mission Ballroom, and us choir members checked in for soundcheck and got our VIP full access passes etc, then we rehearsed once more. We decided to do a "traditional" line up and file in entrance to the stage, where we had some risers to stand on. Partially to play up the "wtf why is a choir singing backup vocals for songs containing the lines 'do the Hellen Keller and talk with your hips' and 'everytime I look at my dick I'm like holy shit that's a huge dick'" factor, but mainly because that's the most efficient way for us to get on stage and all stay in vocal part order lol.
We didn't have a dressing room per se, but we were assigned the VIP room backstage as our dressing room. We hung out and watched the show via a big TV, and occasionally some of us went out to the VIP area or side stage to watch in person. We did some warmups before we went out, and we knew our starting note was a G, so a bunch of us launched into a quick singalong of Welcome to the Black Parade before actually warming up lmaooo.
The first song we sang was My Dick, and we lined up backstage, filed out onto our risers, got our starting note from our leader, and started singing. The audience went INSANE over this, it was incredible (and hilarious). Please imagine about 5 basses/tenors and 5 altos chorally bragging about dick sizes. Completely incredible. We were getting a little off tempo because none of us could hear anything, so the drummer very quietly played the kick drum in time to the click track for us lol.
After the song we filed back out, and a couple songs later came back out for DONTTRUSTME which was the last song. We stayed up there while they bowed and said their thanks etc and they also hyped up the crowd for us too and had us bow. So much fun. The place was absolutely PACKED and I was a bit nervous at first that we'd mess up or people would find it weird, but instead it went over very well, and I was so so happy.
It was probably one of the best days of my life, and it was a very cherished memory to think about especially because choir rehearsals got canceled for about a year just 5 days later due to the pandemic 😭
But yeah! That's the story of the time I sang backup choir for 3OH!3!
(I'm the second person from the right)
Bonus odd stories from that night:
Sometime before we sang, one of the guys from our choir needed to go to the bathroom, and the bathroom was the performers' bathroom backstage. Apparently it was very clean with a shower and all sorts of hygiene products. The guy for some reason took a tampon that was stocked in that bathroom as a souvenir, because why not. At some point, some random drunk lady came wandering into our room and was like "hi! You know Breathe Carolina? I'm one of their moms!" And we were like "ok cool!" And then the aforementioned guy was like "hey will you sign this tampon?" And she did?? Fucking hilarious.
When the show was over, we went back to our room to pack up and head out, and briefly after that when only a few of us were left, Lil Jon and a few of his buddies(?) found out room and was like "Woah! A PINBALL machine!" The pinball machine was broken, which one of us mentioned, and he was like "That's STUPID!" and left. Absolutely bizarre experience.
I'm not in that choir anymore, mainly due to me moving away from Denver, but that was seriously one of the best times of my life.
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The ask to ramble about Fenrar! Plus some extra questions of my own.
Is his name change a canon thing he goes through or just a change to his overall canon name? If former what made him do so?
What kind of interactions does he have with the revenant legendary echoes? Any big serious talks? Any funny discussions? And with what ones?
Other than those, feel free to ramble all you want about him.
So Fenrar's a bit of a mess, he's overdue for me sitting down and figuring out the details of his story as a lot of them are extremely vague so this is as much of a brainstorm as it is a ramble
He's a Priory researcher and a big ol' nerd with an interest in the Mists and all things Mists-related. Despite his vast knowledge, he's been seen as odd at best within the Priory, with a tendency to overlook everything and everyone in favor of pursuing his own interests, be it not out of any malice but rather sheer, constant insatisfiable curiosity that often led him to put himself and other people in danger, he's the definition of "curiosity killed the cat".
Some years before the start of personal story he led a group of researchers into the Mists to track down and study anomalies and the possibility of travelling through the Mists. That, however, didn't turn out great for Fenrar, as he ended up separated from his group in an accident, falling through an opened portal and finding himself on the literal edge of the mists, a weird amalgamation of different places floating in the void with no clear way out, but despite all odds, Fenrar was fascinated and in awe of the place he found himself in, and he'd wander for a long time, only the odd astral creatures that inhabit the far reaches of the Mists keeping him some sort of a company. As time passed by though, the days all started to blur together, the odd, otherworldly landscape, Fenrar lost track of his travels, but luckily for him, eventually, through a sheer accident, he ended up falling through another portal, finding himself back in Tyria yet feeling... Different. Odd. Like his time in the mists changed his very being. Stuck on the edge between the Mists and Tyria, walking the thin veil that separates the two.
He returned back to the Priory, with all his colleauges being surprised to see him back and alive to say the least, interested in his story and the data he could provide to the research team, something Fenrar avoided under the pretence that he doesn't remember much, settling down and continuing his work, along with discovering and training his new abilities of a revenant.
As for his name, it's not really canon either way, as he's a Lion's Arch charr originally, he's never been a part of a warband or a legion, with Mistwalker being more of a title than anything. As for Starcatcher, I simply thought it'd fit him better nowadays, given his connection to the far reaches of the mists that are just empty, chaotic space inhabited by astral creatures, and that his revenant magic creates not regular mists rifts and white clouds of fog, but rather cosmic-looking portals and swirling, star-filled nebulae clouds due to the nature of his revenant abilities.
Now the legends thing is interesting, because in my initial idea Fenrar only really invokes and communes with one legend, Shiro. The idea is, while travelling through the far reaches of the Mists he'd ran into Shiro's spirit, imprisoned and chained up not unlike Balthazar, asking Fenrar for help in exchange for helping him escape the Mists. Things didn't go quite as planned however, with Fenrar basically dying and the two of them getting smushed together into one body, Fenrar's, throughout the process of falling through multiple chaotic portals before finally finding themselves back in Tyria.
I'm not quite sure if I wanna keep that bit of his lore as to not make his story bloated but I do like his interactions with Shiro and how they deal with being stuck together in the same body, Shiro more or less trapped again after over a century of imprisonment far away in the Mists, and Fenrar having to learn how to coexist with a murderous ancient Canthan ghost in his head.
#I hope it's at least somewhat coherent cuz yeah Fenrar's a MESS#he's one of my oldest characters and it really shows#he's my special self-indulgent babygirl with a batshit history alright gdjdhf#Fenrar
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Carolina for the ask game :)
First impression
I initially thought she was cool, but a little too serious... which was the whole point, she's INTENSE, but we get little glimpses of her fun side. I figured she was going to just kinda be there to help tell more of the backstory with Project Freelancer, but not be involved much beyond that...
Impression now
LOVE THIS LADY. Listen, she's just as much of a dork as all the dudes, but also still an absolute butt-kicker. Plus the whole scene when she takes off her helmet? And we see her eyes??? AND THEY'RE THE SAME AS THE DIRECTORS????? Oh man, and she arguably spends more time around Tex and Church (Epsilon) than her own parents... but even though they never specifically met, Alpha KNEW who she was. I love that when she was too harsh, her theme was trying to ignore other people and how much she was hurting on the inside; now she's right in the middle of this big chaotic found-family mess, she's accepted her mistakes, figured out the truth in her connection to Tex, bonded with Epsilon, reunited with Wash, and is part of the gang with the Reds and Blues~
Favorite moment
Probably the sequence in Long Time No See, because both she and Epsilon (along with the other memories of the AI Fragments) was just freaking POETIC CINEMA. Also, her asking Grif for relaxation lessons, and bullying her way into the band
Idea for a story
In my larger RVB Story-line, I un-kill Tex and Church, plus the Fragments are back as well... this is obviously a LOT of emotions to go through, but ultimately, a good thing~ For some fun AU stuff, I combined RVB with Tooth Fairy (because somebody has to, I guess), but I have to push even further beyond the rules established in the movie (yes, THAT movie, with Rock the Dwayne Johnson), adding in other fairytale/folklore as well... and Carolina discovers that her father actually got into some shady business with magical folk (and she almost got changeling-kidnapped as a baby, but Church saved her... though, her memories are blurred and his are a whole mess)
Unpopular opinion
I have no idea if it is unpopular or not... but she don't shave her legs or under her arms or wherever else. Carolina don't care
Favorite relationship
Her and Epsilon getting to know each other and realizing that even if they didn't have a certain SOMEBODY in common, they would still WANT to be a family. He's her bro, she's his sister, and it is so important! Her friendship with Wash is great too, especially when you look at how they weren't super close in the Freelancer days, and they've both come into the group being somewhat antagonistic (in varying degrees), but they finally get comfortable with the others and find a new relationship with each other. I personally love the potential of her bonding with Tucker, and the Reds deciding she's on their team because Carolina is a redhead~
Favorite headcanon
One of mine is; she didn't get to do a lot of regular kid stuff growing up... but she was totally an anime nerd!
Thanks for asking~
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A brief review of the Marvel Multiverse ttrpg core book.
The mechanics: pretty good, really, if crunchy. It uses what they call a d616, that being two regular d6 plus a differently colored d6. Roll all three, the 1 on the different die counts as a 6 or a crit or other special, add the ability modifier, compare to a set DC or the target's defense, 10 plus modifier. It fits and it works. If attacking, the special die also counts as the base damage. You can benefit from one or more edges, favorable factors, that allow you to reroll individual dice, or can be hindered by troubles that have an opposite effect. The Karma system makes a return, allowing a heroic character to invoke multiple edges per session and earn them back through noble actions, good RP, and playing up their idiom. I dig the system overall. Again, kinda crunchy.
The capabilities/powers: come up short. Not everything is represented here. I tried out this system by trying to port my favorite OC, Nick Chapel, Psychic Detective and Nick doesn't have to do much: investigate, know the occult, strong telepathy, ESP, a psychic touch attack equivalent to Magik's soul sword or Psylocke's psychic blades, psychometry, and premonitions. Fairly unilateral and not asking for too much. Psychometry and premonitions were not represented at all (though to be fair those are not common powers in Marvel) and I had to find a lackluster backdoor to the psychic punch. The bulk of the powers are grouped into categories so you can build by theme and get a little more out of your buck but it doesn't always make sense. There's a whole block of Spider powers that could have been categorized more broadly. There are some things you can only unlock mechanically if armed or if unarmed and those didn't always need to be mutually exclusive. So in the end, fairly well covered but they didn't get everything and some bits fit poorly.
Advancement/Experience: almost totally lacking. There are only a handful of rank levels representing different tiers of play (local vs national vs planetary, etc.) The GM gets to declare when you as a party go up a rank. That's it, that's the whole system. There are so many powers to choose from but you only actually get to command a handful of them. There needs to additionally be an experience system that lets you at least gradually increase your abilities and climb your power trees. I hold that gradual increases work better than receiving new powers in a bundle; getting increases one at a time allows for a learning curve. I would have to homebrew and fix this lack.
Art: excellent! All taken from actual published comics. Looks fine.
Profiles: about 40% of the core book is character profiles and as a big Marvel nerd of course I'm going to disagree with the bulk of them. They made T'challa weak on brains and made Blade a higher rank than Black Widow. I'm going to abstain because I would pick these to pieces and I can tell from the other writing that this Mister Matt Forbeck is also a high level Marvel nerd and would disagree with my takes with an equal zeal.
Final Rating: would play, but definitely need to patch it up, most especially the lack of an advancement system. I see on the whole what the creator was aiming for and he didn't miss the mark by too much.
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...you have opened my eyes to a vast universe of VintageBeef lore that I was unaware of. I knew about the New Hermit Order, of course, and the UHC invention, and I've watched a few of his CTM things but -- I will take all the info and lore you feel like giving out because Beef is amazing and my knowledge is so small.
Vintagebeef my beloved <3
So the thing is, right, until about 2016 I only watched two (2) youtubers- Vintagebeef for Minecraft and aDrive for Pokemon (and funnily enough both of them are named Dan irl). So I've watched most of Beef's videos over the years and have a general knowledge of most of his stuff, except because it's been like a decade I don't remember where most of the lore comes from XD
The thing with him is that he doesn't do Lore tm the way other mcyters often do lore- he doesn't have an extensive RP series to draw from like Grian, doesn't have a solo world with steadily increasing amounts of lore like Etho or Zisteau, and while he's played on SMPs and been involved in storylines before it's not really the focus of his episodes unlike with Evo or Legacy or Empires
So where does that leave us?
IRL, Beef always has multiple series running at the same time. Often he's playing on an smp while doing a singleplayer, often modded, series as well as a CTM or modpack with a group of friends. For example, right now he's playing on Hermitcraft, doing weekly Pixelmon and Building a Zoo episodes, and a CTM map with Slip. And to me, this translates to one thing: Beef is an adventurer. He travels frequently- he explores a world and when he decides he's done, he leaves for the next one. That's the basis of my personal interpretation of his series and his character for my writing.
Ok so reading this back, this got extremely long and didn't explain much in the way of lore, somehow? If anyone has any additions to add please do so, I am very definitely leaving out a lot and would love to see what other lore people remember and are using for Beef! I didn’t include the Hermitcraft stuff since my memory of season 4 is blurry (his base was themed after the Martian, that much I know, and he and Iskall were buddies :D) and most of the s5 NHO lore is best watched from Bdub’s perspective from what I remember, and the only s6 stuff is a single line in Hermitgang and then the Area 77 arc with its possibility of an NHO reunion which we did not get rip. And s7 of course had the cloning machine and also the Podzol Party as the main lore. So all the original rambling is still below the cut though it is very long, and I'm gonna bullet point the main stuff here instead:
Actual canonical things:
Invented UHC and was the only survivor of the first ever uhc (Mindcrack UHC s1)
Married to an ender dragon (one of the UHCs I think), later father to a different dragon (Mindcrack season 3? I think?)
Might not have legs if you choose to take that joke as canon (Mindcrack s2)
Was a wizard (RAD)
is a zookeeper (Building a Zoo)
Had a wife and kids (Sims in Minecraft)
Part of the Trial of the B Team court case (Mindcrack)
NHO founder, founder of the Podzol Party (Hermitcraft)
Created a cloning machine that sort of works (Hermitcraft)
Played the Forest which is I believe the first time he and Keralis played together (look up the trigger warnings for this one, it's a horror game)
Was the creator/owner of Sourceblock SMP (featuring some familiar faces if you know Legacy, Empires, or MCC) and there is literal magic from a mysterious sourceblock of water that teleports people and summons mobs and probably more stuff that I haven't seen yet since I'm still watching it myself
Things you can infer:
Good with animals (Life in the Woods, Pixelmon, Ark)
Is a car nerd (irl and all of the car games he's played)
Is a highly experienced adventurer who has traveled through dozens of worlds both vanilla and modded, across multiple dimensions (Twilight Forest, the Aether, the Betweenlands, Limbo), completed dozens of monuments, fought in blood sports, survived apocalypse after apocalypse, tamed dinosaurs, and played a lot of prop hunt and golf with your friends
If you're looking for what to watch for lore purposes, I'd say the Mindcrack UHCs and Team Canada's RAD series are pretty good, definitely Sourceblock and HC s5, plus the Diversity CTM maps and Ruins of the Mindcrackers maybe? And Mindcrack Prank Wars for the chaos and the origin of Team Canada. And if you can handle horror than the Forest is fun and if you don't do horror you can watch the Pojkband play golf or prop hunt they're hilarious I love them sm I want a Pojkband reunion So Bad
Beef's first series was a singleplayer series in beta 1.4_01 though he had played the game extensively before that, and was a big fan of Guude, having watched his own Minecraft videos. The series was functionally a hardcore one where if he died Beef would delete the world and start again! I haven't actually Watched this series so idk if he died or how often lmao. When Guude made Mindcrack, which was btw one of the very first Minecraft SMPs, he also hosted a competition for people to join, and Beef submitted a video (which is still viewable on his channel I believe!) and won, and was added to Mindcrack in season 2 :D (fun fact, Guude said that even if Beef hadn’t won he would have added him anyway)
Two running jokes emerged from Mindcrack- pulling a Vintagebeef and Beef doesn't have legs. The first is a reference to Beef dying of fall damage (I believe the exact instance was him trying to jump into his swimming pool and failing spectacularly) and after the incident, every time someone died of fall damage they were pulling a Vintagebeef. The second joke comes from Guude, who joked that the reason Beef wasn't going to a convention was because he didn't have legs, and then he pranked Beef's base by building a giant pair of legs at the entrance to his castle so you had to walk between them to get into the base. This joke has long since died and both Beef and Guude feel pretty bad about it iirc because there were people who genuinely thought Beef was disabled and were emailing him supportive messages and stuff oops. So if you go looking on the Salad or find old Mindcrack fics, you might see references to Beef having prosthetic legs!
Mindcrack also brought about the creation of several Player groups- Team Nancy Drew, Team Canada, and GOB to name a few relevant to Beef. Team Nancy Drew consists of Beef, Pauseunpause, Guude, and Baj, who formed to investigate a prank on one of the members but I forget who. They're named Nancy Drew after the detective! Team Canada also formed in retaliation to pranks, with it consisting of Beef, Etho, and Pause, the three Canadian members on the server (not including Adlington who moved to Canada but never joined the group). There was also a Team America who pranked them with American flags everywhere. GOB is Guude, OMGChad, and Beef, who played stuff like the Ragecraft, Pantheon, and Monstrosity ctms together but that's way down the line lol
Team Nancy Drew is also notable for inventing UHC. It was Beef's brainchild but it was the four of them who first played it! The first UHC had the four of them working to kill the dragon with no natural regen, with everyone dying but Beef, who "won" the UHC. The second uhc was still dragon focused and iirc is where Beef married the dragon? Memories are hazy but they do kill the dragon in this one I think. UHC was then revamped as a pvp event and became a regular Mindcrack game every few months, featuring most of the Mindcrackers and several special guests, including Dinnerbone, who as we know Thanos-snapped Doc's arm out of existence as a result of Doc killing him in one of them
In one of the seasons of Mindcrack, Beef invited swedish Mindcracker and good friend Anderzel to go caving with him and invented ABBA Rules caving, where the winner takes it all. ABBA Rules is a game where each ore (and also dungeon loot like nametags) is assigned a point value and the person with the most points at the end wins and gets to keep all the stuff collected from the game.
In Mindcrack season 3?, Beef punched the ender dragon in an... awkward area, so when the dragon died and left the egg behind, Guude said Beef was the father of the egg XD I don't remember if I watched s3 so I have no idea if anything Happened with this concept but *history of the world voice* you could make lore out of this!
So Team Canada has played a Lot of CTM maps (which fun fact were pretty much invented by another Mindcrack member, Vechs, with his Super Hostile series! Super Hostile has a bunch of things called "Zistonian", which are references to another Mindcrack member Zisteau, who has a very wild singleplayer series with even wilder lore but I digress). In Ruins of the Mindcrackers, they had a running joke that Beef was Etho and Pause's mom, which is a joke we can leave in the past actually /lh. They also played all the Diversity maps, Sky Factory, Terra Restore, Uncharted Territory uhhh and a couple more ctms and adventure maps! Each map kinda has its own story so in Diversity 3 for example they were trapped in a simulation? I think? Team Canada also recently played the Roguelike Adventures and Dungeons modpack, aka RAD, in which Beef was a wizard with a magic staff that could do anything from summon lightning to control hostile mobs.
Sourceblock SMP is a vanilla survival 1.14 series that ran for one season and the series starts with each of the Players being drawn to a strange sparkling water source that, once they touch it, brings them to the Sourceblock world. It also summons a giant zombie at one point. There's probably more lore for this series but like I said I haven't watched it all the way through yet
He has a Patreon server called VintageCraft and has done a series or two on there as well, and played a few UHCs with them, so lore that how you will!
Beef also played a few popular mods, notably Pixelmon, Life in the Woods, and Feed the Beast, with LitW being singleplayer and the other multiplayer. He's also recently played the Zoo and Wild Animals mod a lot. He did a short series with the Minecraft Comes Alive mod where he married one of the villagers and had two children, so that's canon now :D he’s played a Lot of Pixelmon starting when the mod first came out iirc (he chose Turtwig in his first series and built a Grass gym, then made a Normal gym in another series in uhh 2016) and he still plays to this day. Quite a few Hermits played on his Pixelmon servers with him, like Wels, Etho, Iskall, Stress, Slip, Zueljin, and also Guude and Phedran (a Mindcrack adjacent player and creator of the LitW modpack) and a few Mindcrackers on the older servers
Mindcrack and friends played a lot of other games too- 7 Days to Die, Ark Survival Evolved, Unturned, to name a few, so you can pull a lot of lore out of these as well. Speaking of friends and non-Minecraft games, Beef teamed up with Pause, Keralis, and Slip (a former Hermit) to play the horror game the Forest, which saw them stuck on an island trying to survive against terrifying mutated human... things. They played it a few times as the game updated but as afaik it's the first time Beef played with Keralis and possibly Slip and since the game starts with the Player's airplane crashing, that could totally be how Beef first met them in-universe
I... think? that’s everything I mentioned in the tags? There is probably way more stuff I’ve forgotten that stems from inside jokes and things that happen within each series, but I hope that was a) helpful and b) at least somewhat comprehensible lmao
#hermitcraft#mindcrack#vintagebeef#mcyt#long post#asks#redwinterrises#that was so many words#kudos to anyone who reads the whole thing lmao
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Discounted Records
Steven Hyde x reader (with some Eric Forman x reader)
Word Count: 1.3k
Warnings: none
Author’s Note: I hope you didn’t mind that I made the choice at the end lol, my love for Steven prevails. I really liked it so I hope you do as well!
Requested; by anon, Hey there! Could you please write a Steven Hyde x reader x Eric forman fic with a female reader? Like a love triangle situation where they both are in love with the reader? I'll leave the ending up to you! Thank you very much, have a wonderful day! 🥰
Summary: the request
Genre: fluff
I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director
(not my gif)
The Formans basement was the backbone of the group. They spent so many hours in there that it was nearly impossible to catch them anywhere else when they had some downtime. It’s where they watched movies, caught up, listened to music, argued.
Eric was aware of this of course. He was the Forman in Eric Forman. He made him feel like he had some superiority, even if it was unfounded.
You walked into the room, running a hand through your hair as you surveyed the basement. Eric was sitting on the couch alone, flipping through a magazine. He looked up when you came in.
“Hey there,” he said pleasantly. You cranned your neck so that you could see the entire room.
“You all alone in here?” you asked, crossing your arms.
“Unless you’ve brought someone along with you, yes yes I am.” You let a sigh.
“I was hoping to find Donna. She wasn’t at her place and I have to give her back this jacket,” you explained to him. He gave the room one look around.
“Yeah no, still not here.”
Eric had a debilitating crush on you. He had known you for years and you had always been friends. He was fairly certain you didn’t know but he also happened to know that Hyde liked you. Which was a problem for him.
Hyde was cool, collected and calm. But he was an asshole and Eric at least had that going for him. Plus, you hadn’t known Hyde as long as you had known Eric. At least that’s what he told himself whenever your eyes lingered on him for even a second longer than he thought they should.
“Damn. You have any idea where I can find her then?” you questioned. He shrugged.
“Have you tried the library? She’s kind of a nerd.” You rolled your eyes and were about to make another quip when the door to the basement opened again. In came a couple more of the gang, Donna, Hyde and Fez.
“Donna! I was looking for you,” you said.
“You were?” Hyde countered as though you had been talking to him.
“You were?” Donna echoed in surprise. You took off the jacket you were wearing and handed it over to her.
“I didn’t want to forget to give you this back before I inevitably spill something on it,” you explained.
“Hey, if you need a jacket you can always take mine. Free of charge,” Hyde said. He walked over and sat down on his regular chair to the right of Eric on the coach. Fez sat down beside Eric.
“Thanks for the offer but Donna was the only one with me at the time and. I had gone too slutty for the weather,” you explained sadly.
“I’m really sad I wasn’t there then,” Hyde said. You rolled your eyes and sat down on the side of the couch.
“You didn’t miss out on much. We ended up having to go home because it was snowing. Jackie protested,” Donna explained.
“You could have had my jacket too!” Eric chimed in awkwardly.
“Thank you Forman,” you said pleasantly, saving his awkwardness. He was grateful. To show his gratefulness he put his arm behind you on the couch. He didn’t touch you, he wasn’t quite brave enough for that. You didn’t seem to notice but Hyde sure as hell did. He refrained from glaring holes into Eric's head.
“Hey I was gonna go down to the record store for my shift. You wanna come along? I’ll buy you ice cream,” Steven suggested.
“I want ice cream,” Fez chimed in. Hyde gave him a look but Fez didn’t seem to get it.
“I didn’t ask you if you wanted any.”
“Oh shush. Let’s go get ice cream. Fez, you stay here I will buy you ice cream separately,” you said.
“Oooo you want to be alone with Hyde!” Fez said, giggling. You rolled your eyes at him. Eric was internally panicking. Literally two seconds ago you had to been talking to him, now you were going to get ice cream with Hyde?
“Actually, my mom wanted to talk to you Y/N,” Eric said. You had been about to stand but now you were sitting again.
“Oh? Why?” Eric was rarely quick on his toes. This was not one of the times he was.
“I..uh...she said she wanted....I...cookies. She said you wanted...cookies.” You furrowed your brows.
“I didn’t. I mean not that I don’t love your moms cooking.”
“She wanted to see you.”
“I didn’t see your moms car when we came up,” Donna said. “I thought she and Red went shopping?” Damn. She was right, Eric realized in horror.
“Well then I can talk to her when I’m here next,” you said simply. You looked over at Hyde. “Ice cream.”
“Sure thing.”
“Maybe you could throw in some discounted records why you're at it,” you suggested standing. Eric had no other excuse. He had to watch you go out the door with Hyde and he wasn’t able to do anything about it. You scruffed Fez’s hair, waved, and was gone again. Donna gave him a look.
“Smooth,” she muttered.
Later, ice cream cone in hand, you walked to the record store. Hyde walked beside you, already finished with his cone.
“You want some?” you asked. He shook his head, hands shoved in his pockets.
“I’m good thanks.” You glanced over at him. His face was sunken. You weren’t sure what had happened.
“Something wrong?” you asked. He took a deep breath and stopped walking. You did as well, trying not to crush the delicate cone in your hands.
“I really like you. And I know Forman likes you too so I just need to ask, do you like him?”
This was news to you. You hadn’t any idea either of them liked you. But in that moment of introspection you surely should have picked up the signs. You had just figured they had been nice friends. But honestly, you should have known.
“I…I had no idea either of you liked me,” you explained.
“Your ice cream is melting,” he muttered. You looked down and noticed it had dripped down onto your hand. Hyde handed you a napkin and you took it, cleaning yourself up some. It didn’t help the stickiness.
You let out a small sigh and looked at him, squinting your eyes in the sunlight.
“I like you Steven.” You knew the repercussions that that would have now but it was the truth. You liked him. You always kind of had. There was a moment that he processed your words and then his lips turned up into a smirk.
“Of course you do.”
You rolled your eyes.
“Don’t make me regret that,” you said.
“I won’t. Finish your ice cream. Maybe I will throw in some discounted records today.”
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Litform theater LARP is, pound-for-pound, an incredibly powerful artistic medium. It's got an unbelievable ability to evoke investment and engagement in the player -- it makes you care, it makes you obsess, and it has a really high "those four hours made me change the way I think about things forever" quotient. It's really very common for people to stumble out of their first LARPs going, "oh my god, I have to do that a lot more." Even people who don't really seem like they'd be into it; even people who have to be dragged into those games kicking and screaming.
There's a lot of value to be gained from having litform LARP explode in the way that various other hobbies and art forms have exploded recently.
...unfortunately, structural factors make litform LARP incredibly hard to monetize. I know several people who've tried, using a wide range of business models, and they've all faceplanted hard.
Issues include:
* Each litform LARP is a highly-spoilable one-and-done event. It's very difficult to put the product in front of potential customers without them being already committed.
* A litform LARP is an event that requires a bunch of people to be together in realtime. At best, this gets you the "wrangling everyone's schedule to assemble your weekly D&D group" problem...except that you can't make it a regular thing (because each LARP is a one-and-done), and more importantly, most of the big splashy attention-grabby games are much bigger than a tabletop group. There are 2-to-5-player litform LARPs out there, I've written quite a few, but -- for good reason -- they tend to be kind of artsy, and to rely on a high degree of roleplaying excellence from the players. The immersive spectacle games...the ones that seem like they should sell like hotcakes...require 10 players, or 15, or 30. However you slice it, getting that kind of group together for a few hours is hard, and getting players/customers to do the organization themselves is even harder.
* Litform LARP demands commitment from its players. Playing is less like being in the audience of a play and more like being in the cast: if you don't show, a lot of people are very screwed over, because their stories relied on your character. Hobbyist LARPers understand that commitment, it's part of the hobby's culture (even if LARPers are often very flaky). Getting MOPs to understand that commitment is very hard.
* Litform LARP gives you homework before you can play. You have to digest a substantial character sheet in order to understand your character and how to play him; that's kind of the whole point of the litform thing. Plus there are rules and lore documents etc. It can add up to a lot of reading, and you actually have to do it, there's no equivalent of just having your friend hold your hand through D&D chargen.
* Acting-in-public, and being un-self-conscious enough to fucking portray a character rather than being a wooden statue / giggling and making OOC jokes, is difficult and scary for many. Most people are better at it than they expect, once they jump the first psychological hurdle, but...they have to do that.
* LARPing often benefits a lot from good production values -- sets, costumes, that sort of thing. Good production values are expensive, and require a kind of expertise that's pretty different from the expertise involved in the rest of the stuff.
* Litform LARPing has an even worse version of the Infinitely Glutted TTRPG Market problem. The hobbyist core does not provide a huge base of consumers eager to exchange money for product. They're used to getting their games for free (or at-cost), and a staggering proportion of them are LARP authors themselves, or want to be. Which is great for having an engaged and participatory community, but not great in terms of monetization.
* Big Nerd Stigma, etc. This is much less a big deal than it was even a decade ago, for all the obvious reasons, but it's still a thing.
Trying to run games for the public runs into a bunch of these problems. Trying to sell game materials, so that people can run their own games, runs into a slightly different set. Trying to do a Patreon-style my-local-fanbase-supports-me deal is mostly rendered impossible by the Infinitely Glutted Market thing.
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All this is leading up to --
-- the Disney Star Wars Galactic Starcruiser experience thing.
It's being helmed by someone who knows litform LARP. (A friend-of-a-friend-of-a-friend, as it turns out.) In many ways, it's very like a litform LARP. As far as I can tell, it's the newest iteration of Trying to Sell LARPing to the Public, and it's probably got a better shot than any of the previous ones. It's using Disney brand recognition, and jaw-dropping Disney-level production values, to bulldoze through a lot of the difficulties.
It's not litform, of course, even if it's plausibly a LARP of some other kind, even if it's using a lot of litform techniques for keeping players engaged. That's the other way that it's dealing with that list of difficulties. You don't get a character; you don't have to absorb any content pre-game, because there's nothing to absorb. You don't have to act. You don't have a specific role in the world of the game, so no one else is depending on you -- it's just you and a bunch of NPCs/staff who are catering to your private story. Certainly there's nothing literary about it.
And so, uh, I hope it's successful, but mostly I hope that other better game products find a way to bounce off that success.
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Camp Willowdale / JJ Maybank AU / PART 2
Synopsis: Camp Willowdale is buzzing with new campers. It’s Caroline Windsor’s first year as a camp counsellor after attending the camp as a camper for ten years. Little does she know that this year Willowdale Lake is going to be a little different from what she is used to it being…
Warnings: future chapters may include curse words, mentions of drugs, mentions of alcohol, mentions of sexual activities, mentions of death.
Pairings: JJ Maybank x fem OC
Part 1 can be found here. xxx
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Part 2 -
Lunch was over and Pricilla organised the boys to go set up the objects for tomorrow night's scavenger hunt around the camp grounds. The boys had drawn the groups their pairs would be in charge of before leaving and JJ and Caroline had gotten Teens 2, whereas Sarah and John B had gotten Teens 1, which meant that, for better or worse, their groups would be partaking in a lot of activities together, seeing as they were both in the same age group.
The girls were given the job to set up the seating area where the bonfire was going to be, so Sarah and Caroline stuck together as they made their way towards the clearance where it was going to be held.
"Can you believe I got paired up with JJ Maybank?" Caroline sighed.
"Beats Routledge by a thousand, I can promise you that," said Sarah, still extremely disappointed, "At least Maybank looks like he takes care of himself."
Caroline chuckled at her comment. John B had also grown his hair out over the years and it was now down to his shoulders.
"He does seem like he is... in touch with nature," Caroline remarked and Sarah laughed genuinely for the first time since drawing the boy’s name out, "Maybe they won't be that bad to work with, besides, it's only nine weeks, what could go wrong?"
Sarah seemed to think for a second before her lips curled into a devious smirk, "Hey, didn't you used to have, like, the biggest crush on Maybank?"
Caroline's cheeks turned red immediately, "I don't know what you're talking about," she mumbled quickly.
Sarah started laughing, "You totally did! You lucky, lucky bitch! I wish I got paired up with my childhood crush! Instead I get to spend my last summer before moving away with snot-nosed, bug-eating Routledge... Why was the Universe on your side and not on mine?"
They walked behind the rest of the girl counsellors towards the bonfire area. When they arrived, the logs that Pricilla had informed them would be stacked up in a convenient for them to move around way, were all scattered across the ground. The pillows that were meant to go on top of them were also in disarray. All the girls looked around in confusion.
"Surely this couldn't have been the wind?" one of them said.
"Surely this was the boys." said Sarah matter-of-factly, "I'd bet 50 bucks that Routledge had something to do with this."
All the girls turned to look at her in confusion.
"What?" she protested, shrugging her shoulders, "You know I'm right."
Caroline rolled her eyes, "Boys or not, we better sort this mess out before sundown, we have cabins to set up as well."
The girls agreed, Sarah being skeptical but also finally giving in, and little by little, they set up the bonfire area. It took them a little over two hours before they started making their way back to the cabins, which they were supposed to decorate with welcome signs for the arriving campers.
Since Sarah and Caroline were both in charge of the oldest groups, their campers were meant to be sharing two cabins - one for the boys and one for the girls.
"Let's split up, I'll do the boys and you do the girls," Sarah offered, nearly shocking Caroline, "Try being as quick as you can. Meet me back out here in 15 minutes tops." she ordered before scurrying up the steps into the boys’ cabin.
Caroline rushed into the cabin next door, pleasantly surprised by Sarah's sudden determination to get work done. As she was arranging the banners and posters on the walls and ceiling, she couldn't help but think that Sarah must have had some sort of ulterior motive to being this enthusiastic about working. Sure enough, she was right.
She had barely taken a step out of the girls' cabin when Sarah spoke up, "Took you long enough. Now let's go find those stupid guys."
The sun was setting and the woods had gotten a bit chilly as Sarah lead Caroline towards where the male counsellors were supposed to be. After setting up the scavenger hunt objects, they were supposed to set up the archery area. As they were getting closer to the archery grounds, the two girls could hear the laughter of the boys in the nearby distance. Sarah pretended to gag yet again.
"Quick, around here," Caroline pulled Sarah behind the small hut where they kept all of the camp's archery supplies. From their spot they could see the guys quite clearly and could hear everything they were saying, "Remind me again why we're doing this?" Caroline whisper-yelled at Sarah.
"Because I'm still furious about their little prank," Sarah explained, "Which is why I want to prank them back."
"How are we gonna do that exactly?" asked Caroline, "By eavesdropping?"
"A good villain is one that knows the enemy's weaknesses," said Sarah, "First we listen for a bit, and then we make a plan."
Caroline couldn't help but smirk at this new side of Sarah she was seeing. She much preferred this Sarah to the constantly whining, gloating Sarah she had gotten used to over the years. Plus, being somewhat of a daredevil herself, Caroline couldn't help but find the idea of pranking the boys back exciting.
"Can you believe I got paired with Jenna Kinley?" one of the boys, Kelce, said, "Not only are we supposed to work together, but we're also meant to be taking care of babies..." he face palmed himself.
The other boys laughed.
"C'mon, Johnson, 10 year olds are hardly babies," said another one of the boys, Topper, "Besides, working with Kinley will not be nearly as scandalous as working with Hague!"
JJ spoke up next, "Aw, don't be like that, Top," he said, "Madison's not that bad!"
Topper scoffed at JJ, "Easy for you to say! You and Routledge got paired with the best girls out of the bunch! And you got the teens groups!"
Sarah and Caroline smirked at the remark.
"Boys, boys, boys," came John B's voice suddenly, "Let's put this topic behind us, I'm sure you'll all be glad to hear about what I managed to sneak into our cabin." all the boys were now staring at John B in anticipation, "16 bottles of pure, fine whiskey, m'boys. Safe to say, tonight will be a ball."
"Bingo..." Sarah and Caroline smiled mischievously at each other, the perfect prank idea forming in both of their heads.
They quietly made their way back to where all the cabins were and sat at one of the patios.
"So here's the plan," said Sarah, "We sneak into their cabin, raid Routledge's luggage and steal his bottles of whiskey. Let's go now!"
Caroline stopped her, "No, no, not now!" she hissed, "They're gonna go to their cabin before dinner and Routledge's gonna want to show them his stash! We'll sneak out during dinner. Oh, and, I suggest we throw a party of our own to this occasion."
Sarah smirked at Caroline, "I like where you're going with this, Carrie," she said, patting Caroline's shoulder before standing up to go into their cabin, "Not bad for a nerd."
Caroline sighed, there was the old Sarah again.
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“Windsor!” Caroline heard a voice behind her call out, “Been paired up for a whole day now and we still haven’t the chance to talk!”
Caroline turned around to find a beaming JJ smiling at her. Had he come over from the boys table specifically for her? She could feel her cheeks beginning to burn slightly.
“We can talk,” she said quickly.
JJ took a seat next to her on the long bench. She could feel the heat in her cheeks become even hotter. JJ didn’t seem to notice her nervousness, or awkwardness.
“How’s life been then?” he asked.
Caroline took a deep breath to soothe her nerves, looking up, only to find a smirking Sarah crossing her arms across from her at the table.
“Just the regular, nothing too special,” she said, frowning quickly at Sarah before turning to face JJ again, hoping he hadn’t noticed Sarah’s behavior.
JJ jokingly frowned, “Nothing too special? I heard you got accepted into Charleston University, that’s like super special.”
Caroline cringed internally, “Did you happen to hear anything else by any chance?”
JJ smirked, “Not sure what you’re talking about,”
Caroline wasn’t sure if he was being serious or not but she pretended to not be bothered.
“Well I hear you’re throwing a party tonight,” Caroline crossed her arms in front of her.
JJ smirked even more, “Where’d you hear that from?”
“Why?” she tempted, “Is my source wrong?”
“Hardly,” JJ bit back, standing up, “So perhaps I’ll see you there.”
With that he walked back to where the other male counsellors were sat, giving one last look at Caroline, smirk never leaving his face.
Sarah started laughing loudly, “Looks like someone’s got their eye on little Carrie,” she teased, “Lucky, lucky bitch.”
Caroline rolled her eyes at her, “Bullshit,”
Sarah leaned over the table to whisper to Caroline, “I like the way you handled the situation, we’re definitely going to be there, on more occasions than one.”
Caroline looked at her watch, “Shit, it’s getting late, we better go now!”
And with that, they snuck their way out of the Wildcat Lodge and towards the boys’ cabin.
“Crap, the door’s locked!” Sarah cursed.
Caroline looked around. One of the upper windows seemed to be open. This gave her an idea.
“Sarah, do you still do cheerleading?” she looked at the girl, a plan forming in her brain.
Sarah raised an eyebrow, “What’s that got to do with anything? And duh, how else would my legs look this good?”
Caroline’s lips turned into a grin, “Give me a lift.”
Sarah’s eyes widened, “Excuse me?”
Caroline nodded her head towards the upper window and Sarah whined, “Why’s it always me?”
Silently, they rushed into position. Sarah took her stance, her hands ready to lift up Caroline’s body. Caroline balanced herself on Sarah’s shoulders as Sarah readied her hands to push her up. In one swift motion, Caroline had pulled herself in through the upper window and was now inside the cabin. She immediately went to the door to unlock the handle from the inside so that Sarah could let herself in.
The two girls looked around the space. It was dark and the only light penetrating into it was the one from the lamps outside. Three pairs of bunk beds were sitting there, covered in unpacked suitcases, boxes and bags.
“Great,” sighed Caroline in annoyance, “How are we ever going to figure out which one’s Routledge’s?”
Sarah took a better look at all of the bunk beds again, her eyes landing on one with a particularly large suitcase with a Green Peace sign on it, “My guess is that it’s that one.”
They went over to the suitcase and Sarah nervously leaned over it, “Eurgh, bug eating Routledge better not have live animals in there,” she said as she quickly ripped open the zipper, flinching away as soon as it came undone.
“That’s it!” Caroline excitedly said, “Help me pick it up!”
The suitcase contained three changes of clothes and a large box filled with unopened bottles of whiskey, just like they had heard John B brag about by the archery area. The two girls combined all of their strength to lift the heavy box off the bed and made their way towards the door, when they heard a loud thumping sound from the back of the cabin. Something heavy had fallen in the corner of the cabin that was unlit by the outdoor lamps, making both girls slightly jump and nearly tip over the box full of alcohol. They squinted their eyes in the direction where the sound came from, however they couldn’t make out anything in the thick darkness.
“What was that?” Sarah said nervously.
“Whatever it was,” Caroline said, leading them out of the door, “We can’t wait around to find out.”
With that they were out of the cabin, closing the door behind them and making their way back to their own cabin quickly.
They hid the box inside the storage room and decided to sneak back into the Wildcat Lodge, so that nobody would question their whereabouts.
There was half an hour left until the end of dinner service as Sarah and Caroline sat back at their designated table, trying to draw as little attention to themselves as they could.
“Do you think someone saw us in there?” whispered Sarah so that only Caroline could hear.
Caroline shrugged her shoulders, “I really hope not, but I did get the weird feeling that we were being watched once we heard that noise,”
Sarah shuddered, “Yeah, major heebie jeebies in there. Glad the boys got that cabin and not us.”
Caroline rolled her eyes, “Relax, Sarah, worst case scenario is it was just one of the guys and he saw us stealing tonight’s party supplies.”
Sarah raised an eyebrow, “I swear to God if it was Routledge -”
“If it was Routledge, he wouldn’t have let us get away with it,”
“Shit, Carrie, you’re totally right!” Sarah unwillingly raised her voice, “Who do you think it was?”
Caroline shrugged again, “Honestly? I don’t think it was anyone, I just think something happened to fall down on its own.”
“Hmm… You’re probably right again.” Sarah turned to look at the big clock on the wall, “We’d better get going, we’ve got to get ready for that party you got invited to!” she winked at Caroline, smirking.
Caroline looked towards the boys table where JJ was already looking back at her, a smile dancing on his thin lips. She met his eyes and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks. She decided to give him a little wave to which he happily waved back.
“Hello?” Sarah’s annoyed voice broke Caroline’s focus from JJ, “Are you coming or what? I want us to look good for when we see the guys’ disappointed faces tonight!”
Caroline sighed and followed Sarah out of the Lodge. Tonight was going to be interesting.
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A/N: I know I only just uploaded the first part, but I want to establish the Camp Willowdale universe as fast as possible so that the actual story can take off and it does in the next part. I'm going to create a taglist for people who have shown interest in the story thus far, so if you want to be included, make sure to leave a reply so that I can include you in the next part.
Also if you haven't noticed so far, this story, aside from fun and romantic, will be quite campy so I hope you're into that. We've also got quite the mystery coming up so stay tuned for that as well x
Alsoooo please give me some inspiration on who I can base Caroline off, I'm kind of leaving her up to the reader's imagination so that you can just imagine yourself as her, but ideally I'd like to have someone who's picture I can use for future photos. I've got my mind set on Maia Mitchel, but feel free to drop recommendations too.
Anyways, let me know what you think this far and feel free to check out the rest of my works in my masterlist. xxx
Part 3 here
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The Best of Friends pt4
Peter Parker x Stark!reader, Jason Todd x Stark!reader
Summary: After the disastrous weekend, you and Peter are going through a rough patch. It doesn’t help that he seems to get set off whenever Pietro or Jason was around.
<A/n: Hey yall, sorry about posting this so late! I’ve just been really stressed with school and life. This is a bit shorter than usual but stay tuned!
After that horrible day out, you were glad to get some time off with your dad. Or at least you were, until it was revealed that he had yet another meeting with Mr. Wayne.
“I’m sorry kiddo, I promise as soon as I’m done its gonna be just you and me” Your dad says with a frown. Then he kisses your forehead, ruffles your hair, and walks out of your room. You sigh and flop back down on your bed. You really were looking forward to spending time with your dad. Plus, you couldn’t even bother anyone else on the team as everyone was on a mission or something.
“Ms. Stark, there seems to be a group of boys outside your door.” FRIDAY says suddenly, scaring the crap out of you.
“Pull up the security footage Fri”
On your table you can see Jason, Tim, and Damian. They seemed to be arguing about something, Jason looking annoyed as usual. You tell FRIDAY to play the audio.
“Don’t be an idiot Todd, if she wanted to come out she would have by now, besides, it seems like she’s tolerated your presence enough for a night.”
“Shut up demon. Why are you even here if you’re so sure she doesn’t want to talk to us.”
“I have my reasons”
“Aww do you have a crush Dami?”
“Shut your mouth Drake”
“No I think you’re on to something replacement...you got a crush on my girl, demon?”
“Oh don’t be delusional Todd, a woman of that caliber wouldn’t be fooled by your cheap flirtation tactics.”
Geez, you forgot how...proper Damian was.
“Wait...my girl” You think to yourself, blushing slightly at the thought. You get up from your bed and quickly run to your closet, looking for more presentable clothes than your dads ratty Led Zeppelin shirt. You finally found a striped long sleeve shirt and some overall shorts. You take the bonnet off of your head and let your curls out into a fro.
You wait a few seconds, watching the boys argue some more and then quickly open the door.
The sudden silence and wide eyes of the three boys makes you laugh out loud.
“Hello boys” you say with a smirk.
Damian turns a deep red, stuttering out a hello before looking down at the ground, Tim just smiles and waves, and Jason smirks back.
“Hey doll”
“Ew. that’s what Bucky calls me: you say with a snort. Tim and Damian snicker at Jason fail and he turns around to glare at them.
“So..did you need anything or..”
Before Jason can speak up, Damian beats him to it.
“Yes, we were wondering if you would like to accompany us while our fathers are at the meeting?” He smiles looking up at you with big eyes.
You find this adorable, “ Aw, of course! I’d love to spend time with you”
You ruffle his hair, then turn around to get your phone and shoes. As you turn your back, you miss the smirk Damian throws to Jason and the glare Jason sends back.
Putting on your shoes, you walk back up to the boys, “Okay ready! What did you guys wanna do?”
“There’s a new interactive exhibit at the Science museum...” Tim suggests fiddling with his phone.
“Sounds boring.” Jason drawls as he walks round your room examining your knick knacks and pictures. Damian scoffs at his older brother.
“Have you no class? I’m sure Ms. Stark does not appreciate you rummaging through her belongings.”
“Oh, Damian you can call me Y/n, we’re all friends here.” You quickly say, trying to stop an argument before it started. “ And Tim, I haven’t been to the Science Museum since I was a kid, so I’d love to go”
“Oh great, we get to go to the nerd museum..” Jason mutters.
“You calling me a nerd Todd?” You tease
“Well, if the shoe fits, Princess”
You roll your eyes and walk out of the room, “Whatever, come on boys we don’t have all day.”
As you walk, you can hear the three boys squabbling quietly behind you. You let out a small laugh, amused by their antics.
Walking into the common room, you pass by Wanda and Pietro, who were sitting on the couch watching some show.
“Hey guys!” You greet, with a warm smile.
“Y/n!” Wanda beams, pausing the tv as she turns to you, “ There you are! I was looking for you earlier-” “WE were looking for you earlier.”
Pietro cuts in with a smile. Wanda glares at him for interrupting her.
“Yes, we were.” She continues.
“Oh,” You say, “ Whats up?”
Wanda pats the seat next to her, in between her and Pietro.
“Tell us, how did your day out go yesterday?”
“Yes, did the spider boy finally confess his feelings for you” Pietro teases.
You sit down in between them with a sigh. You give Wanda a look that has her shaking her head.
“Oh no, what happened?” She asks, frowning.
“He’s going to homecoming with Liz..” You say, eyes watering at the memory.
“That idiot.” Pietro mutters, “ I saw his face when I kissed your forehead! He was jealous!”
“I don’t think so Piet..” You mutter, looking down, “ I think he just didn’t expect us to be friends.”
“ Well what else happened?” Wanda asks rubbing your arm softly
“ He didn’t talk to me all day, and when he did it was after Liz left. Plus he was really rude to Jason”
Wanda arched an eyebrow at that. “ He ignored you?!”
“ Yeah... and then towards the end of the night he acted like he was mad at ME. Can you believe that”
Pietro shook his head and Wanda looked irritated.
“Don’t worry Y/n, sooner or later he’ll get his head out of his ass. You shouldn’t waste your time over him.”
“i know..I just--” “ Y/N! Are you ready? Bruce let me borrow the car!”
Jason, Tim, and Damian ran in to the room panting and pushing each other.
You laugh, “ Yeah yeah, should I even get in a car with you driving it Jaybird?”
“Aw come on iron baby, I’ll let you sit in the front”
You smile, and turn to Wanda, “ I better go before those three murder somebody”
She looks at Pietro who was smirking, then turns to you with a smile
“ Yes, you better hurry along,have fun!”
You thank her and skip along towards the boys. The four of you running to the elevator.
“I bet you five bucks the big one is going to fall in love with her.”
“You’re on.”
..........
“When did you kiss her forehead?”
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You all finally make it to the museum, Jason had accidently taken a wrong turn and traffic in New York is absolute hell. But you made it.
Walking in you looked around in awe. You smile as you took in the environment, remembering the times you and your father used to come.
“So, what do you wanna do first princess?” Jason asks placing his arm around your shoulder. You glance at the arm then at him, but don’t make any moves to remove it.
“Well, I loved seeing the natural science exhibit, maybe we can start there?” you say hopefully.
“A wonderful idea” Damian says, grabbing your hand and dragging you off to the exhibit, “ Come Y/n, would you mind showing me your favorite parts of the exhibit?”
“Of course not Damian!” you say cheerfully, letting the pre-teen drag you away. You didn’t notice Jason huff and glare at the child, nor did you see Tim stifle a laugh and pat Jason on the back.
You and Damian walk side by side admiring the different exhibits and conversing about your childhoods.
“I miss being able to be out freely” You say facing a replica dinosaur “After dad became Iron Man, it was like the whole world was watching even closer, and it was too dangerous to be outside..”
Damian nodded, “You do not attend regular school?”
“No, not since I was a child”
“Father forced me to attend Gotham academy after I moved in with him. He said I needed to ‘socialize’”
You laugh at the annoyed tone Damian had, “ Well, at least he cares”
“Yes, I suppose. It’s better than living with mother, that I am certain of.”
“Moms suck.” You mutter looking away, “ Who needs them.”
Damian looks at you shocked, a bitter tone took over the previous light heartedness of the conversation. That’s when Jason and Tim caught up to the two of you.
“There you are, we’ve been looking all over” Tim said handing Damian a water.
“And yet you had time to stop for refreshments” Damian deadpanned, taking the water with a roll of his eyes.
“ And stop at the gift shop” Jason added with a cheeky smile, “ Here sweetheart”
Your face burns, both at the name and gift. It was a little necklace of an atom.
“Thank you” You say, “Put it on me?”
Jason unclasps the necklace and steps behind you. You gather your hair, and tense as you feel his warmth behind you and his warm hands gently brushing against your neck. He struggles with the clasp for a bit before finally tying it.
“There” Jason says as you turn to face him, ‘ Gorgeous as always, Ms.Stark”
You go to respond when you hear a voice
“Y/n?”
You turn, only to see Peter and Ned staring at you and Jason with shocked faces.
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I think we're alone now
Rating: M
Summary: Soulmate AU.
Soulmates were fucking dumb. It turned even the most level-headed people into absolute imbeciles, and Levi wasn’t about to become one of them.
Enter Petra Ral, the woman who could make even his wildest fantasies come true.
Word Count: 5.3k
Tags: soulmate induced sex, nerd Levi, cheeky Petra, virgin sex, Levi's into cat girls
Happy belated Birthday @atthebrinksofstories! Thank you for all your contributions to the Rivetra fandom. Here's my little way of saying: I'm so glad we exist in the universe at the same time. This fic was inspired by you and this piece by you!
By all accounts, Levi should be a happy man.
It wasn’t often you found your soulmate in your early twenties—stories were written about people traversing the world for years until they stumbled upon theirs. Or, for the less fortunate, they never found their soulmate and settled for a regular relationship, knowing full well that it could all be shattered in a second. Many lived and died with their non-soulmate partners, and this didn’t stop the wheel of the time. Especially with the youth, who dated and fell in love as if the soulmate factor didn’t exist. Until it did.
For Levi, he lived by two facts:
1) Soulmates were fucking dumb. It turned even the most level-headed people into absolute imbeciles, and he wasn’t about to become one of them.
Take Eld Jinn, one of his most respected friends who had a volleyball scholarship lined up post-high school. He meets a cute cheerleader at a game, who also received a scholarship, except on the opposite coast. All of his plans, flushed down the toilet, taking a degree in business so that they could start their life as soon as possible with a steady career.
“You hate desk work,” Levi snapped to him as he loaded Eld’s moving box into a U-haul. Six months of dating and he was already moving in with his girlfriend. Eld said it was inevitable anyway, that they were so sure they were in love, so why not speed up the process? The promise of their pheromone-induced sexcation was also a plus, a fact Eld did not mind bragging about much to the rest of their groups’ chagrin.
That was the other freaky thing about soulmates, and in an animalistic way it made sense, but once a couple had sex, there was no stopping them. At least for a week, is what the scientists said. Ever since the idea of soulmates became quantifiable, billions of dollars of research had been flooded into the science of soulmates. This led to public policy, and a week-long paid leave after you coupled with your soulmate to get it out of your system. If the couple didn’t have sex after the first initial encounter, they became irritable, grumpy, and in the worst cases, violent.
With the advent of the honeymoon law, as it was affectionately named, parties were thrown after said honeymoon. Claps and light teasing became the norm in office settings, and the endless amounts of congrats on the sex! emails bordered on sexual harassment reports to HR. All in all, it was better to get it over with before you start any long-term projects or commitments, and even better if you were younger to avoid the pitiful looks for someone with less stamina.
Levi didn’t get what the big deal was. People had sex all the time.
Well, he didn’t.
Enter fact number two:
Levi had a thing for girls dressed in animal outfits. More specifically, cat outfits, and he discovered a dark hole of the internet that he didn’t emerge from for a week. Dick sore, but with a newfound understanding of himself, Levi kept this part held tight to his chest. Maybe a little too tight, if his friends were asking since he was still blissfully a virgin due to his specific preferences, and penchant for not communicating.
Sure, a part of him ached for some companionship, but he would rather die before letting that part of himself be known. He had porn and his hand, and a lively imagination when all his friends were out on double, triple, quadruple dates.
He almost made it through college without a serious thought into sex.
Almost.
Halloween night, senior year. Erwin and Hange took him to their frat party despite his protests. He opted for his normal wear, khakis, and a button-down, and also in typical fashion, he watched his friends pound down drinks within the first fifteen minutes of arrival. To avoid spillage and the loud music, he made himself comfortable on a corner couch and counted down until he could leave without notice. Erwin was on his third drink, Hange on their second, and Levi was already scoping out a path to the exit.
Lost in his calculations, Levi barely heard the squeal, a splash of blue curaçao, and an upended skirt and panties in his face.
Petra Ral. He had seen her passing since they had mutual friends, but they were never this close before.
Junior, animal science major, and his soulmate.
Both of them felt it as soon as their eyes met. The surge of electricity in their hearts, the way the room stilled, and their surroundings blurred. Everything else was a dull roar in the background, save for their breaths that were now in time with one another.
He noticed her eyes first, and from that day onward, it would still be the first thing he saw she entered a room. Hues of caramel, fucking golden flecks, and a doe-eyed expression coupled with matching ginger cat ears were his wildest fantasies come to life. An orange cat tail sat right above her ass, and the body con suit she wore left little to the imagination. A leather collar with a bell wrapped around her neck, and the gloves in the shape of paw prints should not have turned Levi on.
It took approximately three seconds before they started kissing. Petra went in first, adjusting herself so she sat on his lap, and pulled her gloves off so she could run her fingers in his hair. Her collar jingled and a rush of heat crashed down his body while he let out an unrecognizable gasp. Face flush, there was an inevitability tethering his soul like the planets were aligned, his universe now in order.
Breaking their kiss, Levi’s eyes widened as Petra pouted and attempted to pull him in by the shirt collar. He leaned back and tried to avoid bumping his growing erection against her soft skin with a sheepish chuckle.
“I…uh…” Fuck. It wasn’t like him to be tongue-tied, but the growing irritation in Petra’s eyes sent another flame of desire into his stomach.
“I’m not imagining things, right? We’re soulmates,” Petra deadpanned, hands on her hips. Her scowl wondered how he could not be attracted to her with this newfound information, and with a deliberate squeeze of her tits together, Levi gulped. What was he about to get into? People who tried to run away from their soulmates, like ones already in relationships, reaped the consequences. It ranged from daily vomiting, lack of sleep, anxiety, depression, and any other unfortunate consequence one could think of. It varied by person, and Levi thought this was exactly why he wanted to stay away from women in general.
“I mean, yeah,” he replied lamely, trying to avoid looking at her chest, her cat ears, and thigh-high stockings that cut off just above her knees. Black combat boots finished the ensemble, and Levi knew if he didn’t pull it together, he wouldn’t be leaving his apartment for a week.
This girl was dangerous. He tried not to note her long stiletto nails that also matched her ginger hair.
“Soooo,” she taunted, scooting herself further onto his lap until they were only inches apart, “is there something wrong? You have a girlfriend already?”
“No,” he said quickly, and the gleam in Petra’s eyes brightened.
“What’s the problem, then?”
Where to begin? He was a virgin. He had a plan. He would be graduating in seven months, and taking a week off from school was not part of Levi Ackerman’s plan to retain his summa cum laude status. He wasn’t about to tell a stranger that, even if it was his soulmate.
“I have a test tomorrow.” It was a shitty lie, but he knew despite his unoffending flair, he came across as a nerd.
Petra cocked an eyebrow while placing both hands on his shoulders. He flinched; Levi wasn’t used to such close contact with anyone, let alone a woman that looked like she stepped from his dreams. His heart thudded, blood was pulsing in his ears, and he knew he was blushing and dammit, he hated this.
She moved in closer, her lips to his ear and he could catch the faint scent of booze and sugar. He had to restrain himself from moving in closer, to beg her to bite down on his lobe, but he held his breath steady while she whispered, “Bullshit. You enjoyed that kiss.”
Levi swallowed. His soulmate was feisty, a fact he deeply enjoyed by the tent in his pants. Petra looked down between them as a smirk drew up her face.
“You definitely have a girlfriend,” she sighed, reaching for the fanny back along her waist to draw her phone. “Can we exchange numbers, at least? You’re not gonna last long with her, I can see it in your eyes—“
“It’s not that.” The words came tumbling out of Levi’s mouth before he could stop himself. He could feel it—that thing that everyone wrote songs and movies about, the undeniable truth he’d been running from for years—Levi Ackerman was capable of love. And despite the short amount of time, he could already feel himself slipping. The cadence of her voice. The way she was still sitting on his lap, her desire to be close to him even though he was turning her down.
Her bravado dropped when she noticed his flustered expression, his eyelashes flickering downward while he moved, no dared, touched her waist with the lightest brush of his fingertips.
Petra shivered and their eyes were still locked as she asked, “What, then?”
Levi contemplated for a beat, again reassessing all the old tales he heard about soulmates. One of them was that lying was incredibly difficult. You could, it wasn’t some truth serum from a spy movie, but you would be up late, tortured for days, in worst cases, your senses went foul the moment you told the lie.
“I don’t want to sleep with you tonight,” he admitted, opting for the kernel of veracity, but he didn’t want to drive her away. “Can we at least go on a few dates first?”
She laughed, and Levi quite liked how her body rumbled against his legs. Her giggles erupted higher until people began to look at them, and Levi grit his teeth. “Okay, call me old fashioned—“
“No, no,” Petra shushed him with a peck to his lips. “It’s just…well, you’re perfect.”
Confusion arose in his brows, though he didn’t hesitate in dipping his lips in for another kiss. Jesus Christ, he was already whipped, her touch like some drug he couldn’t get enough of, but she wasn’t protesting as she hungrily lapped his unpracticed movements.
“I’ll explain on the way out, I live in Fair Ridge.” At his hesitant expression, she rolled her eyes. “I’m not going to eat you, I promise. Let’s just talk. Where do you live?”
Levi lived on the opposite side—the grimier one, but his feet were already hitting the ground as Petra took his hand and pulled him through the crowd.
He smiled to himself, watching as she led him down the same path he was going to take.
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7 months later
“Happy graduation day, Levi!”
Petra thrust an armful of flowers into Levi’s hands the minute he returned from the ceremony. It was May, and the flowers were freshly in bloom as he descended upon the steps of the building he’d spent many hours studying in. A black graduation robe covered his frame, accompanied by a golden tassel, and a medal around his neck indicating he graduated at the top of his class. Petra’s warm hand held his, the only one to celebrate his success other than his classmates. A wide smile stretched across his face as he kissed her, she looked divine in this sundress, and her wedge heels made them equal height.
“Thank you,” he said, giving one last kiss to her forehead. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”
“That’s a fucking lie,” she teased, threading their arms. “You were doing just fine without me.”
She was right, as usual, but that didn’t stop the stupid grin on Levi’s face as he thought about their future. He had a job lined up—a well-paying salaried just a few towns over from their university. They already signed a lease for next year, just the two of them, and he couldn’t wait to fund Petra’s vet schooling. He met her parents and they adored him despite his hesitancy to join their family.
“They’re not soulmates,” Petra explained to him one rainy afternoon while they did homework together, feet sole to sole on her bed. “But they went ahead and had me anyway. They’re not worried about the soulmate thing, but they’ve told me they’ve fought about it since they got together. It has its ups and downs. But what’s the point in life when all you do is wait for something?”
“They’re not married?” Levi asked, unfamiliar with how marriages worked in non-soulmate situations. His parents were dead, he was raised by a good-for-nothing uncle that dropped him at 18.
“Nah. It’s their failsafe, you know? In case things get messy.”
If either of them found a soulmate. Suddenly, Levi understood the privilege of their situation. No matter how much you loved someone in this world, the glass floor underneath could give out at any moment. Even before Petra, Levi had always felt like this, waiting for his world to shatter. The sure-footedness that love provided him eased his sensibilities and the tranquility he was afforded could not be put into words.
Despite Petra’s eager disposition at their first meeting, she explained between kisses and moans that she also wanted to take things slow. Growing up with non-soulmate parents distorted her understanding of love and views on soulmates, and she wanted, no needed to know Levi was all in.
“I’m dedicating my heart to you,” he said after their first date. They took a trip into the city and read while ordering a full platter of high tea. That evening, they took a walk, and Levi couldn’t remember the last time he was so distracted. They wound up on the other side of the city, and too tired and exhausted to return to campus, they bought a hotel room for the night where he fell asleep on her chest. Aimless fingers roamed through his undercut, a soothing and unconscious habit Petra slowly picked up over time.
It was the greatest day of his life.
The threads of their connection begged them to push forward, to consummate their revelation, and Levi had to separate himself, three pillows apart. She was intoxicating. Her lithe laughter, the dry humor that matched his own with a touch of tenderness. They logically knew being soulmates meant more than just wanting to fuck each other, but Levi was startled at how deep the connection went. From their values to their preference in cuisine, maybe there was some science in how the universe matched soulmates. That was the only explanation for how Petra was dressed in a kitten costume on the night they met, and how his confession to her on how he envisioned their first time was met with eager kissing.
“You don’t think it’s weird?” A rosy blush dappled his cheeks while Levi hid his face in his hands. His back was faced towards her while they sat side by side on Petra’s bed and she jokingly brought out the cat ears she wore on Halloween night.
“Of course not,” she purred and nuzzled her nose into his neck, breaking his embarrassment. He jolted from how cold the tip of her nose was and met her eager expression. “I love exciting you. Turning you on turns me on.”
They decided to take things slow, and while Petra was ready and eager, Levi was not. She respected his choice and even made a game of how far she could push him, goading him with blow jobs and skimpy outfits. Ever since Petra had found out about his kink, she had gone as far as to recreate her Halloween costume.
Needless to say, Levi had to leave for the night.
It didn’t stop her from sending Snapchat after Snapchat, ranging from tasteful cleavage to suggestive remarks on why she wore a collar.
They had Christmas break. Spring break. Hell, Levi knew he could manage to take off a week or so after spring semester started. Erwin and Hange teased him relentlessly, taunting him on whether she was actually his soulmate since he was so determined to keep his status as a virgin.
“Maybe it’s a one-directional soulmate situation,” Hange snickered while acing another strike at the bowling alley. Their name flashed on the screen and scored a high five with Erwin while Levi scowled at the two of them.
“It’s definitely not.”
“I dunno, it’s hard to believe you have a gorgeous woman like Petra on your arm and you refuse to sleep with her.” Erwin remained silent but Levi caught the worry in his eyes.
“I told you, we’re taking our time. As you like to remind me, I haven’t even had a girlfriend before. I just thought it’d be nice to date before we went straight to—“
“Fucking,” Erwin finished for him, a grin sliding up his jaw, and Levi kicked him in the shin while cutting him off.
“Marriage.”
Hange dropped the bowling ball in their hand, and the group beside them flinched as it rolled across the floor with no one in the present party eager to retrieve it. Levi crossed his arms, offended by his friend’s shocked faces, and scoffed.
“What?”
“I never thought I’d hear those words come out of Levi’s mouth,” Hange gaped. Levi turned to pick up the ball and threw it lazily back onto the machine while he picked up his.
“We’re soulmates.” The statement was matter-of-fact, and he fought down the goofy grin that always threatened to emerge when he said it out loud. “It’s only natural. But…I like dating. Sex makes things complicated.”
Erwin snorted. “That’s what someone who hasn’t had sex says. Come back to us when Petra’s popped your cherry and you won’t be feeling so complicated about sex anymore.”
“For the record, she’s a virgin too,” Levi said, but instantly regretted it as Hange raised intrigued eyebrows. “And that’s more than I should be saying. Keep it between us, okay? She acts all flirty, but she’s just as scared as me. We all know what they say about sex between soulmates.”
“Oh come on Levi, those are just tales to romanticize it. Of course, having sex with your soulmate is going to be mind-blowing. Worst case scenario, you have really good sex for a week. I don’t see what the downside is.”
Levi slumped his shoulders as he landed a perfect strike. “I don’t want to disappoint her. Then she’s stuck with me for the rest of our lives, having disappointing virgin sex.”
“Those two words are entirely in conflict with one another,” Erwin noted, picking up his ball and assessed the scoreboard. Levi was in the lead, as usual, but if he could throw him off for the next two sets, maybe he’d have a chance…
“Whatever,” Levi finished, sitting back down and sulked as he crossed his legs. “Let’s talk about how we’re going to crush Zeke Yeager in the next league.”
—
Petra adjusted the sash around his neck and trailed a hand down his chest. She paused at his heart, and Levi felt himself lean into her touch. The sunlight hit her ginger locks at just the right angle; glowing, vibrant, and he couldn’t stop himself from staring. A breeze fluttered through the alleyway where they stood, and he tried to savor the moment, not thinking about what was to come after.
Anticipation reverberated in the air, and Levi’s breath became labored as Petra made way for the car, tugging on his hand. A glittering smile touched the edges of her cheeks, her feet scurrying faster than he’d ever seen, and Levi knew they wouldn’t be going out to dinner tonight despite the reservations they made. While he knew Petra had no qualms about waiting until graduation, she had been gracefully patient with him. He hated himself a bit for his apprehension, and Levi wondered if it weren’t for the whole soulmate thing, that Petra would have chosen him. He was cantankerous, moody, and if it weren’t for the tightly wound leash he kept on his emotions, labile. Relationships weren’t all about sex, he knew this the moment they connected, but his reticence would make anyone doubt.
Soulmates fought and had issues just like any other couple, but the threads that bound them in this strange universe had a poetic inevitability about it. If he wasn’t such chicken shit, he would have brought it up with Petra, but he knew he was too afraid to hear it: I wouldn’t have chosen you. And yet, the same damn connection had him believing Petra with every heartfelt confession and gesture. Her, packing lunch for him because she knew he wouldn’t take a break from studying. Her, texting him good luck on an interview. Her, not being offended when he needed space during finals week.
Carefully, he set aside his graduation gown on the clothing rack and layered the sash and medal atop the robe. He hooked the cap on the side and wondered if it would fall at that angle, but he shook his head as he hung it up in Petra’s closet for safekeeping. Levi was a plain dresser—he liked nice things, but he kept his ensemble simple, and the navy polo and dress pants he wore suddenly felt too juvenile. What were people supposed to wear when they lost their virginity? Petra had called him a nerd, a fact he neither confirmed nor denied, but on paper, yes, Levi Ackerman was a fucking nerd. He was proud of it; nerds got degrees and well-paying jobs.
Petra knocked on the door, her voice airy, “Levi? You good? You didn’t fall into Narnia, did you?”
Levi chuckled under his breath. She was also nervous by the fast pace of her speech.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Closing her closet, Levi opened the bedroom door to find Petra stumbling in a completely different outfit than she was wearing before.
Ginger ears. Collar around the neck. Thigh-high stockings and heels, coupled with a bra with the shape of a cat cut out in the center, Levi wasn’t sure where to put his eyes first. Then there were the matching tail and wrist cuffs that completed the entire look.
She was trying to kill him.
“Fuck,” was Levi’s only word as he took in his girlfriend. He circled her and shut the door, and he could feel his eyes bulging from the sway of Petra’s hips.
A coy smile drew upon her lips. “You like it?”
“You’re so….fuck.” Levi didn’t know where to start. His clothes felt too hot and he wasn’t sure if he wanted her on the bed or for her to tell him what to do. Either way, Petra was about to pounce as she undid his polo button and slid a hand down the center of his torso.
“Are you nervous?”
He let out a long-held breath. “Yeah. Petra, you didn’t have to do,” he gestured up and down the length of her body, “all this for me. I would’ve been happy if we did things, er, normally.”
“You only lose your virginity once.” She winked. “Thought I’d make it special.”
The gleam in Petra’s eye barely made Levi notice she was backing him to the frame of the bed. His calves knocked against the frame and he gave a low whine as Petra pushed him onto the mattress. Plush blankets and pillows met his fall and Levi moaned when Petra dropped to her knees.
“Baby, you don’t—“
Petra giggled, “I’m just taking off your pants, relax.” But the image of Petra sucking him off already made Levi hard, and Petra noticed as she climbed on top and nuzzled herself into his neck. He smelled of cologne and paper, and Petra adored how his hands clung to the sheets of the bed.
“You can touch,” she encouraged, dipping her chest for him, the tips of her cat ears touching his cheeks. “I want you to take your time with me.”
Levi cursed under his breath, but he wasted no time in crashing his lips to hers. He voraciously grabbed her waist, then trailed eager hands up and down her body, memorizing each string that held her ensemble together. This was like his favorite fantasy come to life, no, this was better than it. Petra was perfect, his fucking soulmate, and all at once, Levi felt that familiar shudder come over him. Moaning through Petra’s lips, their tongues dancing and curving long each other’s mouths, Petra paused to check-in.
“You okay?”
Shaking his head, Levi chuckled from the darkened gaze in Petra’s eyes. “Uh, yeah. Just nerves,” he replied sheepishly, and Petra shrugged while she made work of his shirt.
She hummed as she took in his toned body and counted his abs as she normally did.
“They haven’t gone anywhere,” he dryly remarked and Petra rolled her eyes while kissing his chest. “My guy is fit, I get to admire it anyway I want.”
Levi laughed. Fair enough. The strain in his pants grew, and as Petra situated herself over him, her tail swishing behind her and occasionally brushing his legs, they both gasped when Levi cupped her breast.
“Oh,” she moaned, begging him to keep going. He’d felt her up before, but this time, the wetness between her legs would serve a purpose. Emboldened, Levi pulled down the elastic of the bra and suckled along with the round of her tits. He buried his face between them, wanting to get lost in their fullness while he played with her nipples. Flicking and pulling, Petra let out a wild cry as a jolt went through her body, and before she could stop herself, she shoved Levi’s hand down her panties.
He cried her name while she begged for him to touch her.
“Right there,” she ordered as his fingers curled on her clit. One hand on a breast, the other drenched in her pussy, Levi watched as Petra panted and rode his hand. He moved with expertise, his thumb sliding a line up her center, only to be brought back down and swirling through her folds. Petra was bright red, her mouth gaping and begging for him to go faster, and the collar around her neck jingled as she bounced further.
It was like she could read his mind, the way she knew to grab him right before he went too far, and how a fist in his hair sent him reeling while he trailed a searing kiss down her neck. The moan that escaped her lips heightened his desire, her pants his favorite melody, and he knew, right then and there, he never wanted to leave her.
Another surge of energy flew between them and Petra leaned back as if electrocuted. Both of their gazes hungered, a beautiful storm of sexual desire brewing between them, and all predilections of trepidation escaped them. Even though there was the whole sex bit, Levi finally understood the carnal need to be closer to Petra. It wasn’t just about fucking, it was the overwhelming urge to be wrapped in her forever. To claim her as his, and vice versa.
She crawled to him, this time on all fours while reaching up to cup his cheek.
“Hey, I love you.”
They had whispered it dozens of times after their first date. Another side effect of the soulmate equation, they both knew they were being honest, and the words came naturally to Levi’s lips. It wasn’t during their kisses nor some grand romantic gesture. They were sitting on the couch, her arms draped over his lap, and watching an animal documentary. He rubbed her feet, aimless circles, and enjoyed digging his thumb into each sore plane of her foot.
Petra said it first.
Monkeys were screeching in the background and then it flashed to a jaguar about to pounce. Levi thought it was a trick of the narrator at first, but when he turned to her, a warm smile on his face, the only thing he could say in return was, “Yeah. Me too.”
He echoed those words again and a lazy grin donned Petra’s lips. She beckoned him closer to the pillows, their hearts beating in time, and she laid back, looping her arms around his neck.
“Kiss me,” she pleaded, but Levi didn’t need an invitation. Slowly, they tasted each other. Already hard, Levi made sure she knew how fucking beautiful he found her, rubbing the length of his cock against her stomach. Petra whined and touched him over the boxers, first feeling his heat, then pulling down his waistband.
“Can you keep this on?” Levi asked, his gaze returning to her exposed breasts and the cat keyhole cut out.
“Of course,” Petra giggled, biting his earlobe. “I wore it for you.”
Another groan tore through Levi and he wasted no time grinding on her. Petra keened, her little moans bolstering him forward as she rocked in time to his rhythm, the hardness of his cock against her pale soft skin. She moved her thong to the side, granting him entrance to her slit. A low rumble emitted from Levi’s throat as he observed her arousal, slick and shiny, all for him.
Fumbling, he went to kiss her once more while kneading her tits again. It had to be perfect. Make sure she feels good. She deserved better—
“Levi,” Petra sighed, a mixture of anticipation and annoyance. “Don’t overthink it. Just push.”
Like two magnets, they drew each other in perfectly. A mutual oh passed between them, and they waited for a few moments to take it in. Neither moved, but their eyes were locked while fascination took over.
“You feel amazing,” Petra breathed, clutching his hands. Levi’s cock twitched at the praise.
He grinned. “Thanks.” A laugh passed between them.
“Should I move now?” Levi asked, giving an experimental thrust of his hips and a wave of pleasure shook them both.
“More,” Petra gasped, meeting his rhythm. It was instinctual, this joining, and Petra wrapped her legs around Levi’s waist, taking him fully. Levi let out a guttural moan, not being able to fathom being so tightly wrapped inside Petra, but he knew his soulmate wanted more.
Rush after rush of euphoria engulfed their senses, and Levi saw little black dots every time he looked to the white ceiling. It was too much and not enough, and before he could help himself when skin slapped against skin when he just knew it would bruise her, Levi dug his nails into the soft skin of Petra’s ass.
“Mine,” he growled, pumping harder, enjoying the jingle of her collar. Petra’s eyes were closed, too lost in ecstasy as he could feel her growing closer. She clenched herself around his dick, her wails begging him to keep going, and with a final thrust, she came.
An animalistic cry erupted from Levi when she orgasmed, and as she ascended, so did he. There was only one word, one name that reverberated in his soul: Petra. Petra. Petra.
Suddenly, it all made sense. They lied side by side, spent, gasping, covered in sweat, and neither wanted to move. Time stopped and Levi wanted to spend forever, right here.
“Wow,” Petra giggled, resting on his chest. “You know what’s crazy?” she asked, kissing his chin.
“Mm?”
“I wanna go again.”
Tugging on her cat ears, Levi traced the line of her lips. “Not crazy at all,” he chuckled. “I was just about to say the same thing.”
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Kizuna drama CD: Detail spotting and nuance analysis
02 involved displaying its group dynamic through mundane interactions and wacky hijinks, and the circumstances of an eight-year block of time between Kizuna and 02, plus the fact that Hikari and Takeru operate separately from the others due to the movie’s circumstances, mean that the drama CD centering around the group is actually our most reliable source of info regarding how they’re doing at this time and how their group dynamic is going. Much like 02 itself, getting a lot of this nuance requires reading between the lines, so let’s take a closer look!
Since this is a drama CD and not animated material, I’ll be going through this in bullet points instead of screenshots.
The fact that the drama CD itself deliberately uses the same format as a 02 episode carries a very strong implication that, unlike their seniors who are going through an existential crisis about how much of their childhood experiences they can bring with them into adulthood, the 02 group is still roughly able to recreate the same atmosphere they had eight years ago. Noticeably, the ending song chosen for this is the first ED (Tomorrow My Wind Will Blow), the more lighthearted one used for the first half, before a lot of really emotionally vicious things started happening to them.
The phrase “it’s been a while” and variants thereof come up between this group a lot within this drama CD (and once in the movie itself, from Hawkmon to the others). Look closely at the circumstances of this drama CD and how everyone seems to be very intimately aware of each other’s situations, and the fact that this story obviously takes place only a short time before the movie itself -- so it really hasn’t been a very long time at all, but apparently even that much is considered a “long time” for them. (It also seems like they’re going out of their way to make sure they’re still keeping in regular contact even when they can’t actually meet up.)
Daisuke says, very clearly, that Iori was the one he intended to approach “first” because he was so busy -- but he’s shown walking in with Takeru, meaning that the two of them are on very good terms now and seem to have been hanging out independently.
Daisuke wanted his plan to be a “surprise” reveal to the others, and the actual practical purpose of his plan (it being a career study trip for him) seems to have been very low on the priority list to the point it takes the CD’s entire half-hour runtime for him to finally bring it up. Before then, he’d been cheerfully fantasizing about all the fun things he’d get to do with them, and it even says a lot that he’d also wanted to discuss this at a karaoke bar of all things, so, really, in his head, “hanging out with friends and having fun with them” is the actual priority (especially since there’s basically no reason he needs to have the others on his ramen research trip, he just wants them there because he does).
The fact that the boys have to sneak in the Digimon to avoid getting extra charges means that society will now recognize them as patrons to be regularly charged.
Daisuke is asked by Iori which people he intends to bring to his trip, which implies that the 02 group isn’t technically an exclusive club or anything...but then Daisuke proceeds to list off the 02 group by name, implying that this group does indeed have a particularly elevated level of importance to him.
Look carefully at the nuances surrounding whom Daisuke wants to invite to his trip: he wanted to invite the seniors as well, but resigned himself to the fact it’d probably be impossible because they were too busy...only for the others to point out that the rest of the 02 group is also busy, but everyone is confident that they’ll make it work, and Daisuke wants them there to the point of listing them by name. So in other words, Daisuke likes everyone and would like everyone around in the ideal situation, but when push comes to shove, the rest of the 02 group is whom he really wants to have around, and said group can be reliably counted on to do whatever it takes to make it work.
The way everyone casually describes each other's circumstances (and in specific detail, not just generally describing what they're up to) says a lot; Armadimon's still talking with Hawkmon about Miyako (meaning Miyako and Iori are still regularly in contact), Takeru's up-to-date with Ken's life to the point of knowing his upcoming schedule, Daisuke's fully aware of how busy Iori is, and, later, the one to affectionately greet Hawkmon is none other than Wormmon, who, back in 02, used to only really be close with Ken himself and V-mon. You can see that everyone’s still constantly involved in each other’s lives, including their own partners being up-to-date on each other (compare the more distant relationship their seniors are portrayed with in the movie itself, both with each other and with their partners), and you can also see that Ken and Wormmon have fully integrated themselves into the group to the point it’s a completely casual affair (Iori, the one who infamously had the longest and most drawn-out process in accepting Ken, is the one to personally ask him about his preferences).
That said, note that Takeru and Iori still seem to be on surname basis with Ken, even despite obviously being much closer with him than they were before; unfortunately, it seems that having been on surname basis with him so long in 02 became a habit, leaving Daisuke and Miyako as the only ones currently known to have switched to given name basis with him.
It’s interesting that Ken, not Daisuke, is the one explicitly stated to be keeping up with soccer to the point of having schedule commitments, whereas no mention of this whatsoever is made with Daisuke, and it’s entirely possible that Daisuke actually quit playing it in an organized fashion. This is, however, consistent with their personalities, in that Ken would likely want to keep up with organized extracurricular hobbies, whereas Daisuke may enjoy soccer as a hobby, but not enough to continue committing to a high-level team. (Remember that Daisuke took a while to get a regular position even back in elementary school; as much as he liked the sport, he also wasn’t particularly outstanding at it, and especially not in comparison to Taichi, Sora, or Ken.)
Miyako leaving for Spain seems to have been a recent thing, since it has to actively be brought up in conversation as a reminder (and Daisuke seemed to initially have not taken into account that she wouldn’t be easily able to join the trip in that case, since the issue of the D-3 hadn’t come up yet). When she shows up later in person, everyone’s shocked, as if it’s unnerving for her to be back in Japan already.
Daisuke still seems to have a thing for Hikari, but note that this doesn’t really go beyond “wanting to hang out with Hikari a lot”. Also, he says this in plain view of Takeru without bringing him up at all, and Takeru himself has nothing to say about it (not even awkward laughter), meaning that he really has no object in this whatsoever.
It’s interesting to see that Armadimon, who used to have to ask about how human society works quite often in 02, is now well-versed enough in Japanese culture to be really passionate about it.
As usual, Iori does not mince words (when it's about Nagoya specialty food, at least).
Also as usual, Ken is surprisingly academic about his interests and a huge nerd.
Note Takeru's awkward "I don't really want to insult you, but also, that's weird" reaction to Ken’s speech about the hot springs -- very classic Takeru, not quite being honest for the sake of keeping the peace and awkwardly trying to be nice about it -- in contrast to Daisuke, who just honestly goes straight for the commentary. That said, regardless of how unusual of a hobby everyone around him clearly finds it, note how they all still decide to accommodate it anyway and support his interest in it.
Hypocritically, V-mon calls Daisuke out for being “embarrassing” regarding his fixation on Hikari, only to suddenly get caught off-guard by Tailmon shortly after...
Hikari's behavior has the most clear-cut contrast from herself in 02, consisting of her very assertively stating what she wants, for herself -- very important because her problems in 02 revolved around her compulsively being unable to voice her own thoughts if it meant putting a burden on others. Here, Hikari gets argumentative about what she, personally, wants to do. Given that she doesn’t quite act like this in front of her seniors in the course of the movie, and is depicted as being particularly in-sync with Miyako here -- and given how Miyako was instrumental in reaching out to her during the events of 02 -- it’s pretty easy to see how Hikari became able to assert herself like this.
Similarly, much like how Tailmon was portrayed as lightening up a bit between Adventure and 02 thanks to her new, happier life, here, she seems to be exactly on the same page as Hikari in terms of wanting to fight people for something materialistic.
Hawkmon says that it's "only natural" for them to show up whenever this group is getting together, and, indeed, Miyako was technically uninvited because everyone thought she was busy in Spain -- but was clearly in contact with them (or at least Hikari) to know that this meeting was happening. (There’s probably a group chat.)
This is implied to be the first time the 02 group has seriously considered using D-3 gate exploitation to visit each other and to travel. The group had already made use of this exploitation during 02 itself (to have Palmon delivered to New York back in 02 episode 38 and to meet up in the Digital World), but it is true that they hadn’t been necessarily using it even when it arguably would be more convenient than Tokyo transportation and Imperialdramon. So in other words, for the last eight years, through all the meetups they seem to have been having with each other (and remember, Ken lived in Tamachi, not Odaiba, at the time of 02, and there’s no guarantee that nobody in the Odaiba neighborhood didn’t move at some point), they were perfectly fine with using the inconvenience of Tokyo transportation to meet each other, or to meet up in the Digital World instead -- but then Miyako found herself in another country, and decided that she wasn't going to stand for being separated from the others for too long.
As usual, Hawkmon still has to be Miyako’s concerned minder when she’s on the verge of going out of control.
Miyako had already been implied to be in Barcelona thanks to the scenery outside her window and the movie end credits, but her speech about Spain drives it in even further with the Gaudí references.
Despite Spain being possibly the one of the worst possible options for what's later revealed to be Daisuke's motive for this trip (ramen research), it seems that Miyako baiting him with mention of the soccer league was enough to get him momentarily distracted (and also indicates that Daisuke still clearly has an active interest in soccer even if he may not be regularly playing anymore).
Speaking of which, it’s pretty obvious that Miyako knew exactly what to bait Daisuke with in order to do this.
Takeru, the group's resident moderator, is of course the one to step in and prevent Tailmon and Armadimon from wreaking too much havoc (Daisuke is mostly just slightly intimidated) -- but you might also notice that he's otherwise not saying anything about the group's chaotic antics, and in fact is guilty of enabling them even further...
Daisuke continues to have his penchant for pointing out the elephant in the room -- he's exactly right, how is Wormmon supposed to put on skis?
It is, of course, only natural that Miyako would be sensitive to knowing about currency exchange and the use of American dollars in the Digital World, given that she presumably hasn't forgotten the Digitamamon incident from 02 episode 14.
For the first time in 19 real-life years, we finally learn what Daisuke’s original motive for wanting to get into ramen making was: in true Daisuke fashion, he himself has no idea (but he just really likes ramen).
Daisuke "credits" his friends for giving him insightful advice and helpful resources in thinking about his career and future plans, but, as it turns out, everyone else wasn't thinking nearly as much of it -- either they hardly remember it, or it wasn't actually supposed to mean anything insightful. It's obviously not to say that they're not fully supportive of him (the events of this drama CD blatantly indicate otherwise), but rather that Daisuke attributes everything important and helpful in his life to his friends to ridiculous degrees, even when it's something completely ordinary like a train ticket that anyone should know about.
As always, Daisuke is very realistically aware of his own limitations, admitting freely that he was actually lacking in experience and insight to follow his dream (especially since he took the "advice" from his friends very, very seriously).
Note how quickly everyone changes their tune and immediately decides to unequivocally support Daisuke the moment they realize there's actually a very important reason to him that he wants to go on this trip.
Also note that when Hikari compliments Daisuke, Daisuke is completely at a loss -- yet again, Daisuke's been so busy rolling around for Hikari's approval that he hasn't accounted for what to do when he actually gets it.
Daisuke picking New York, of all locations, as his stop to research ramen certainly explains why Ken has to ask "why ramen?" during the movie itself -- as this drama CD indicates, and as per the events of 02 episode 50, he absolutely knows why Daisuke would want to get ramen, but ramen in New York, which isn't exactly the cultural center of ramen making, is a different story.
The fact that this was a planned multi-day trip also explains why the group changes clothes and is in New York for multiple days over the course of the movie (because they probably had a hotel, too). It also further contextualizes the likely reason Miyako felt like dealing with Menoa’s request was too much work -- she wanted to be on this trip instead -- and says a lot about how she’ll dump a request on her seniors when it’s too much hassle for her, but accept that same request back if it’s something she gets to do with her friends.
Takeru and Hikari are explicitly stated to be scheduled to join the trip on the second day, meaning that them operating separately from the quartet during the events of the movie was sheer scheduling circumstance -- and since we find out in the movie that Takeru was the one to inform Yamato about Daisuke's whereabouts, this CD here clarifies that Takeru has this knowledge because he himself was set to be on this trip (and would have been, if the events of the movie hadn't gotten in the way).
Probably the most interesting take-home from this narrative is how absurdly close the 02 group is portrayed as, and in very, very stark contrast to their seniors in the movie itself -- who are said to be drifting apart as they all find their individual paths. Here, the 02 group is the opposite; while they do seem to have their own goals (Hikari and Daisuke are outright identified as having some of the clearest ones), it’s obvious that those goals are secondary to being able to hang out with and support each other (in other words, they still have those goals, but they’re much lower priorities for them). This is consistent with how these dynamics were portrayed back in 02, since the Adventure group had been portrayed as being prone to drifting apart as early as Our War Game!, whereas the 02 group was built from the ground up as needing each other’s mutual support much more deeply -- it’s just that, now that they’re all much older, this distinction in group dynamic is much more prominent.
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The Stardew Bachelors and why I didn't pick them - Atlantis Edition
Damn I can't believe this became a meme, I've had this written for MONTHS and saved it in my drafts.
This includes why I didn't pick them but it's also whether or not I would pick them if Harvey wasn't an option. Includes heart event spoilers.
Regular text = Stuff I wrote months ago
Blue text = Stuff I added for posting this.
Sebastian:
- This would be the closest thing I could think of to a "platonic marriage" we would be best friends who live together. Plus I could join his DnD group.
- He is basically me (nerd programmer who stays inside and wears a lot of black)
- I don't feel guilty about leaving him alone all day while I go get stuff done for the town, we're both introverts
- I don't want kids either, yes we can raise more slimes and frogs
Overall: Sure!
- Honestly I only married him in my first save because I was 17 and didn't like any of the others. He wanted to get out of his basement so I let him come live on the farm.
Harvey:
- He's cute and you can't convince me otherwise
- Nerd with anxiety, very relatable
- Only man with a stable job, plus he's a doctor so he's smart
- He builds model planes, I 3D print random objects, we'd have a lot of fun building things together.
- I feel like he would respect the fact that I'm ace, I could even see him being ace as well
Overall: Yes and he is my final choice.
- I wrote this post before I started my fic, and yes I made both him and my farmer ace in the story. Did not expect to fall in love with the shy doctor man but here we are.
Elliott:
- I like him but we have the same hair and I'm just not attracted to people who look like me.
- We're both writers, we could proof-read each others stuff and help each other come up with ideas for stories
- Another friend marriage, I would support his writing career so he can go on tour with his book.
- His room is a library and I want that in my house
Overall: Maybe? Maybe not.
- I honestly do like him as a character, but not to marry him, which is why I made a farmer OC for him (Zephyr)
Sam:
- He's sweet and plays electric guitar.
- I'm really into music and could go to all his concerts
- I feel bad he sort of gave up on his rocker dream to write children's songs so I don't want to be taking him away from his life to live on the farm. He wants to be in a rock band then he should get to do that.
Overall: Probably not
Shane:
- Look I love a good redemption arc but I wouldn't marry this guy
- I always befriend him so he can get better (and I get blue chickens) but this is just "we're better as friends"
- I hate his room in the farmhouse. I'm not the most organized but yikes
- Still higher than Alex because he's easy to romance
Overall: No
Alex:
- Very hard to romance, his liked items are so hard to get
- Kinda misogynistic when you first meet him so not someone I want to talk to in the first place
- I just give him eggs
- Kinda forget he exists sometimes
Overall: Absolutely not
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My opinions for the last three haven't changed lol
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So I rewrote the notes, apologies for spelling errors if there are any. Ps it's also on a03 here's a link if that's what you prefer, plus there's my other fics there too. https://archiveofourown.org/works/27684086
Logan stood in his room, much like he did every morning at 9 am, looking over himself with a small smile in the mirror. Admiring how good he thought he looked in his 'hidden' outfit as he's been refering to it as. A punked out Jean vest with a large amount of science, space and ocean life themed pins and patches with a save the Earth T-shirt underneath. Topped off with one of his Solid Blue ties loosely tied around his neck. A slick clean pair of black skinny Jeans that he had rolled up to cover just the top of his royal blue converse high tops, tied in a perfect double bow knot.
Suddenly Logan felt Thomas summoning him, Not managing to snap into his usual attire before standing, frozen still in his regular spot in Thomas's livingroom. Much like a deer in headlights.
Thomas, Virgil, Janus and Patton each stood in their respective areas looking at Logan, complete surprise and shock on their faces until Virgil breaks out into laughter. Thomas quickly remembered Logan mentioning this outfit many, many months ago when he first created it for himself. He had only told Thomas since as his 'Brain side' Thomas would know about it anyways.
Thomas swiftly got the others to pay attention to him so Logan could Snap into his usual attire when needed by the group. Logan smiled at him ever so faintly and silently thanked him for the metaphorical saving of him in the situation. He joined in the conversation and helped to the best of his abilities, which is to say, how much the others were willing to listen to his input.
For the next hour or so they discussed whether or not Thomas should make a video about them or one of his many second channel series'. He honestly didn't pay much attention. He was too focused on a strange feeling (heh feeling) that someone was in his room.
As soon as Thomas had his issue resolved Logan was the first to say goodbye, of course with a reminder to drink water and be healthy, but he was out of there quickly.
When he got back to his room he didn't immediately see anyone there, curious as to why he felt like someone had been. He began looking around his room to be sure. He noted how all the books were in place, his bed was still neatly made, his closet doors were slightly open as he had left them. Taking a moment to double check inside his closet, he felt as though someone had their eyes on him. As he walked out of his closet he noticed the his punk outfit was now laid neatly on his bed, walking over and picking up his best to put it away before noticing something in the pocket. He took out a small box that hadn't been in the pocket prior. Setting his vest down and sitting beside the outfit to open the box.
Looking inside carefully incase it's another one of Remus's pranks, glad that it doesn't seem to be he pulls out a thrice folded note.
For Logan, the biggest nerd I know,
I know this is random, and you don't like sides in your room but I can't help but give this to you. I have something else to give you, looking in the kitchen, where Patton won't see to find your next clue.
Ps, I liked the smile that this put on your face, you should wear it more, it suits you well.
From nobody.
As curious as Logan was about the who wrote the note, he does love a good puzzle after all. He looked at the outfit before looking to the gift in the box, deciding to snap into the punk outfit again. Agreeing with the author of the note that it does look good on him. Finally looking inside the box to see what gift he's recieved. Inside was a space pin that had 'viva la pluto' written on a small ribbon over an image of the planet itself. To say he was shocked was an understatement. He was unsure as to who would have given him something so sweet and who would have gone through the trouble of learning about his disdain for Pluto no longer being a planet.
Once a planet, always a planet, He thought as he placed the pin on his vest. Making his way down to the kitchen and seeing Patton making some lunch, the others elsewhere in the mindscape.
"Hello Patton, I wanted to apologize for my appearance earlier I didn't have time to change before being summoned, I will make sure it does not happen again."
Turning around and smiling brightly at Logan, Patton waved it off. " It's alright Logan, I just didn't expect you to enjoy that style, but whatever makes you happy kiddo."
"Ah, thank you Patton. I appreciate your understanding." Logan replied with his usual small smile, looking about the kitchen for somewhere that Patton wouldn't be able to see. Staying out of Patton's way while looking around, seeing a small blue envelope propped up on top of one of the cupboards. Reaching up and grabbing it, seeing that it is the next clue he is to be looking for. Pocketing the note to grab himself a snack, before sitting at the table to read his second clue. Nodding to Roman as he joins Patton and Logan in the kitchen.
To my Star
I know you like to read so check your favourite book to find the next clue, this may be short but I know you won't mind.
From someone ;)
As he finished his snack and reread the note, wondering who it's author is, Roman and Patton join him at the table. Both noticing the note and sharing a look before Roman speaks in his usual princely tone.
"Whatcha got there Logan?" He asked simply, Logan looked up from the note to him to respond.
"A note, it's the second I've gotten today and I am trying to figure out who has been writing them. I unfortunately do not recognize the handwriting, would either of you be able to assist?" He slid the note over to where they could see, Patton looking over it like a confused puppy and Roman looking intensely at it.
Logan sat and waited for them to look between the note and each other. "Well? Do either of you have an idea?" Logan asked calmly as Patton slid the note back.
"Well, I know it isn't Virgil's, his writing is more stylized and he likes to change fonts." Patton replied with a small apologetic smile. Roman tapped his chin as he spoke after Patton.
"Well, my king here is correct and I can tell you it was neither of us, it does look like it could be Janus or Remus's, though I'd expect Remus to write in anything but pen." Roman chuckled softly at Patton and Logans reaction to that. "Oh you both know it's true, he does stuff like that a lot. But I would ask Janus, he seems the most likely." Roman finished sincerely, smiling big and taking Patton's hand in his when nudged.
Logan smiled softly at the two, their relationship having first been a little surprising to the other sides and Logan, but being honestly sweet and helping Thomas greatly. "Well, thank you Roman and Patton, I shall retrieve the next note and continue my adventure. I hope you both have a lovely afternoon."
Smiling at the two respectfully as he gets up to let them have their lunch in peace. Letting them know he shall see them at dinner time before heading up to his room.
Bumping into Virgil on the stairwell. "Ah Virgil, I wanted to apolo-" "Don't worry about the outfit Logan, the style is different and I don't think it fits but Patton said I can't laugh again. Plus you do kind of pull it off." Virgil cut off Logans apology, knowing that he doesn't need to be sorry for being comfortable, especially after all Logan has done to help Virgil be accepted the way he is with the others.
"Ah yes we'll, I'm glad you understand and think so Virge. Oh by the way have you seen either Remus or Janus up here?" Logan was hoping the stormy side had but sighed a little internally when Virgil shakes his head no. "I don't know why your looking for either of them but if you find Janus do you mind letting him know I need his assistance later?" Virgil asked quietly, the faintest of purple glow in his eyeshadow. "Of course Virgil, I shall make note to let him know if I pass him. See you at dinner." Logan replied kindly, nodding with Virgil as the leave to their respective directions.
Opening his door to his room and seeing his original copy of ' The Murder of Agatha Christie' sitting on his desk instead of the shelf where he left it. Picking up the book with a smile, quickly remembering all the good times he's had reading it. Opening the book the the page he was on and seeing another note beside his bookmark. Taking the note out and setting it on his desk before putting the boom away on the shelf.
Standing infront of his desk as he picks the note back up and reads it.
To My Earth,
The notes may be done but the hunt is on, the basement is where to go, a snake or a rat, either will work, to get you to where you want to go
Sincerely,
your admirer.
Staring at the note for a few minutes, having a very minor brain freeze when reading that the notes have been because the author admires him. Going through a list of random facts to unfreeze his mind from his surprise. Shaking his head lightly before heading out of his room and down to the basement, knowing that only Remus and Janus hang out down here. Logan looked around, not noticing Janus or Remus in their living room. He sighed softly as he sat on one of the couches, thinking over where one of them would be in the mindscape. After about five minutes his thoughts shift to who would send these notes, after all he was the 'nerd' he was logic. Although he didn't enjoy wearing the professional outfits as much as his punk one, he just couldn't get his thoughts to a conclusive answer about why someone would admire him.
Lost in his thoughts he didn't notice Remus come up from who knows where to stand right infront of him.
"HIYA Logan, whatcha doing down here?"
Be startled back into reality, Logan re adjusted his vest while answering, "I was left a note that said to find either you or Janus." Logan replied with a. Faint blush on his face from being caught off guard. He hoped Remus would notice and turn it into something more than it is.
"Oh well, that sounds fun can I help you??"
Remus asked while bouncing on his feet, excited about being able to help someone rather than cause then distress. For a few moments logan questioned why Remus would want to help him rather than cause him his normal headache. Unable to bring himself to a logical conclusion as to why he may be acting like this before handing the note to Remus.
"This is the last note I received however I do not know who the author is, and as it says I was looking for either you or Janus to assist. He finished with an adjustment to his glasses and a faint smile to Remus. As Remus was reading the Note and doing his weird thinking face, Logan took this time to really get a look at Remus, he wasn't in his normal Dukey attire, he was wearing something more akin to how logan was dressed. Studded biker boots, torn and well worn camo shorts, a black sleeveless t-shirt that read 'could be gayer' across the chest and a fully studded and random yet organized patch covered Jacket. Logan laughed a little to himself about the similarities between his and Remus's styles. "Well, Remus, do you know what you are to assist with?"
Almost as if he had forgotten Logan was there Remus blinked then bounced right back into energy town. "I DO!!" He shouted and grabbed logan by the wrist. "I know this seems kinda crazy but just follow me!" Remus bounced forward dragging logan along with him. Ignoring the nice feeling of skin contact, Logan followed after Remus, hoping it wasn't an elaborate prank.
"Okay I'm gonna need you to close your eyes and trust me." Remus asked as he stopped in front of a door Logan didn't recognize. "May I ask why Remus, I do not wish to be the subject of your pranks."
Remus looked at Logan with a large grin and replied simply. "it's a surprise! But also because we have to cut through a part of my imagination. I don't want you to be er.. grossed out?" Remus finished quizzadically, him being considerate of the others feelings was a bit strange to Logan, seeing as Remus rarely did it, however he was more curious as to who the author of the notes was and why they have been giving them to him today if all days. Choosing to ignore the romantic feelings he has for the imaginative side infront of him, since logically if he's helping the author it wouldn't be him.
"Alright Remus, I trust you to keep me safe, we can go when you are ready." Logan adjusted his glasses to look at Remus, who had been staring at logan with a wide grin plastered on, but slowly it wavered as he processed what logan had said. "You...you actually trust me enough to enter my imagination?" He asked, looking down rubbing hands together to keep them busy. Not used to people being okay with one, trusting him and two, someone being okay with going into his half of the imagination.
"Well yes, you may not have the nicest or cleanest thoughts and ideas, but you are a part of Thomas, and to be honest with you Remus, there are times when I prefer yours and Janus's company over the others. You are unpredictable and can be a bit morbid however, I have no reason to not trust you. You have never directly hurt me, and I can easily sink out to safety if need be."
Hoping that Remus hasn't noticed the light blush and emotions in the words he's speaking. Letting out a small breath he didn't realize he was holding as Remus bounced in excitement. "Okay, let's go!"
Grabbing Logan's hand gently instead of wrist this time, Remus pulled logan into his imagination as soon as the other's eyes were closed.
Logan now with his eyes closed and his hand in Remus's, he hoped Remus knew where he was going, but then again, this was his side of the imagination, the place he spends most of his time. So Logan let himself get pulled along what sounded like a dirt path. Every so often he would hear humming from Remus as the walked. It had only been 10 minutes of walking but to Logan it felt like longer. Logan spending more thought on trying to ignore how amazing it feels to be holding Remus's hand than how much time is passing.
"Okay stay right there with your eyes closed." Remus had asked him calmly, with what seemed like nervousness in his voice if only a little.
"Okay Remus, just please no pranks." Logan replied calmly and did as asked. He could hear Remus walk towards and open something but, without the visuals he couldn't identify it, so he waited patiently playing with the various spikes on his wristband. Remus slowly walked back over to Logan, a bouquet of wilted flowers in his hands, tied with a royal blue ribbon, he tried for days to make living flowers but couldn't,
He gently tapped logan on the shoulder.
"okay you can open your eyes now" he said with such gentleness that the other had not heard before, opening his eyes and looking around at his surroundings, he couldn't help but to be shocked. Up in the night sky there were thousands of glowing stars with a large shining moon bathing both men in a calm faintly blue light.
As Logan looked around he noticed the partially alive trees and bushes that surrounded the clearing they were in. Remus had a wonderful imagination, yes there were random creatures wandering around, random dirty jokes personified and many, many creations of unknown identity that Remus has left in places, but it was wonderful in its own way, Chaotic but organized. Elements of each of the sides were visible amount the seeming chaos.
Slowly looking over to Remus, Logan noticed how he was already looking at him, with a goofy grin on his face holding what seemed to be withered flowers. "I know you are a hesitant person sometimes and that you like to do things in the most logical order. However demented or disturbing to the other my ideas and thoughts are, you help them to understand me better. Which I can't thank you enough for. So Logan Sanders...would you like to... Would you like to make macabre and chaotic things with me? LikeBoyfriendsDo? On a regular bases?"
It took a moment for Logan to process all of what Remus had been saying, and if his thinking was right Remus was the author of the notes, and he was asking him out in a very Remus way. Logan blushed heavily as did Remus. Realizing that it was Remus who got him the pin and has been leaving the notes, the metaphorical butterflies in his stomach going into a frenzy.
For once Logan didn't have the words to respond, the side he has had feelings for, for a while is asking him out and to be his boyfriend. Before his logical thinking could stop him he stepped forward grabbing Remus by his jacket collar pulling him into a kiss.
Taking the kiss as a yes, Remus slid his hands around Logan's waist, kissing him back with passion in an attempt to communicate how happy he is. When they pull apart logan looks at him with a sparkle in his eyes that was usually reserved for learning. However right here right now, with Remus, in his imagination logan couldn't be happier, even with all his grossness or disturbing thoughts, Remus was the one for him.
"Thank you, and to verbally express my feelings, I accept your offer to be in a romantic relationship, Darling."
"Haha I figured from the kiss but thank you, to hear you say it makes my heart explode into a million pieces hahah." Leaning his head on Logan's shoulder with a chuckle and very very large grin. The two spent the afternoon and evening exploring the area of Remus's imagination that Remus led him to, making sure to keep mental and physical notes on the things that may stick with Thomas More than they probably should. Almost loosing track of time before checking his wristwatch and seeing that it's almost time for dinner.
"Patton will have dinner ready in 5 minutes, did you want to grab Janus and head up Rem?"
Logan asked Remus inbetween one of his short monologue. Remus's head shot up and he smiled big, bouncing in his boots. "I would love to! And we can just summon Janus if he isn't there already with his double dicked self." Remus laughed at the look on Logans face, knowing that the he has many, many questions to now ask Janus about his snake side.
Heading out of the imagination with Remus' hand in his own, Logan chose to ignore the snake anatomy questions floating in his mind in favor of thinking about how lucky he is to be able to express his romantic feelings and have them reciprocated. Laughing with Remus, his real genuine laugh because Remus made a joke as they walk into the kitchen.
Both stopping their laughter when Roman yells at seeing them, being a very confused prince that the brain and the dark creative sides are holding hands and laughing. Patton squeeking loudly enough to make Janus rise up and Virgil come downstairs. Janus looked over to where Logan and Remus are standing, tipping his hat to the green side with a small smile. Virgil looking at them both in pure confusion before just throwing his arms up in defeat and sitting at the table, blushing more when Janus sits beside him of all places.
Logan and Remus take their seats, still holding hands as they get bombarded with questions. Logan thinking about how glad he is that the notes were finally given to him as Remus tells Patton about how he set it up.
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Coming out of left field, but-
Currently hyperfixating on an old fave of mine, Loonatics Unleashed. SO. How would I, a writer who has not watched the full show in a while, rewrite it?
[Also, where the heck can I grab me some files of this show, people have been making rather clean amvs recently so there must be a trove somewhere]
Keep the smarminess of all the characters. They’re amazing. What I would like to change about them is to deepen their characters more. (Also make them a little less angry and annoyed at each other all the time? Let these guys be casual friends more please? They take potshots at one another so much, let the team chemistry shine a bit more please.)
Slam, give Slam a little more character than he had. Make him have like, hobbies and stuff? Other characteristics besides wrestling and eating. Make this man really into photography or something on the side, come on. Make him play different parts of plans, don’t just use him like a wrecking ball. How amazing would it be if Slam was actually pretty great at espionage?
Tech and Rev are pretty perfect, honestly. I wouldn’t change them really. Maybe touch more on how they have a sort of rivalry going on at times, but they depend on each other. These two need to have some more visible bonding time as the only nerds of the team. I’d try to make the science/technology make a little more sense and relevant.
Actually, yes. One change I would make would be about establishing a difference for infodumping Rev during battle and infodumping Rev off duty. I’d like all of the teammates to be more encouraging of him sharing things and prattling on while they are hanging around the tower, but needing him to reign it in during serious situations. Also, giving Rev something more like a tap on the shoulder as a reminder, rather than forcefully closing his mouth. This would be addressed.
Ace? Honestly I don’t remember much about Ace as a character beyond Leader, Wisecrack, Sword. He needs better character flaws. Maybe he actually has trouble with the people side of leadership, solving disputes within the group and that sort of thing, but his skill with thinking on his feet and battle abilities make him a good leader in those moments. I’ve also seen posts about emotional control, which is good.
Lexi isn’t toooo bad. They put in a little bit of work to make her not just “the team girl,” but I’d try to add more to it. What was she studying in university? What if it was medicine? The team really needs SOMEONE who knows some first-aid. Delve more into her music passion too. She could write music and be shown knowing how to play a couple instruments before instruments become plot points. Also, personal preference but I wish she was Blue instead of Pink in her suit. I think blue would tie really well with her blonde hair and green ribbon and also...help her situation slightly as being more than “the pink ranger.” Plus there’s not enough cool color representation. Her friendship with Duck is also made cooler because they are contrasting colors. :)
Duck. I love Duck. I’d put his power-up discovery of Aqua Dense a little earlier and have it come up more. Emphasize his feelings about the struggle he has had with his powers. It must have been really frustrating for him. Also, I really wish the whole orphan thing was made more prevalent. It makes sense that his reaching for fame and greatness could have been a way to “cope” with his past. I’d make his adoption happen a bit later into his life as a way to make it feel more realistic of an option.
I barely remember anything about Zedavia and her brother. I wish her and Duck’s relationship was less rough from the beginning. I think I’d just try to make her more...like a person in the plot. I’d like everything involving her and the big bad be a big main mystery of the show that gets built upon as the episodes progress, rather than the last little bit of the season. (Making the viewers distrust her slightly for a while would be an EXCELLENT way to spice up her character. What is she up to all day? What isn’t she telling the team? Bring up these questions in a non-joking way to the viewers, make them wonder.)
I think a balance between humor and serious action is great, but I’d definitely tone down the slapstick and really emphasize character chemistry and their interactions.
I actually REALLY like the original villains of season 1 and found the character choices for villains in season 2 slightly distracting? Idk, I’d look for a balance somewhere. I think putting in more anthro animal characters as regular citizens and one-offs would help a little. The animal to human ratio feels off for what is essentially a mixed world
Setting? Cool. I like it a lot. I’d try to put a tiny bit of an anthropological/sociological worldbuilding magnifying glass on it, though.
Based on that Ace lava tears headcanon. I’d LOVE if we got to see more physical repercussions of the teams’ development of their powers. I’d like exploration of that. Does the team eat so much high caloric foods because powers use up a lot of energy? I’ve also had an idea that Lexi’s ribbon around her ears actually does double duty as a slight muffler for her ears so that her superhearing is not detrimental to daily life, but still usable in the field. Can Tech age? Very interesting potential for exploration.
Those are the rambling thoughts I’d been having in my head for like, a day. I have no energy to write a fanfic for my ideas or anything, but I hope this might, give inspiration? idk.
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