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violetarks · 8 days

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"i like you, i like you, i like you!"

show: alien stage

characters: till, ivan, luka

summary: in an attempt to make the new season of alien stage even more riveting, the pr team has decided to stage a relationship between you and one of the other contestants. despite it all being for show, can you two really keep it strictly business?

warnings: g/n! reader,, fake dating lmao, till has never seen someone else's back before, LUKA IS 30-YEARS-OLD????, you two share a room in till and ivan's, luka is condescending in his

↣ till

flashing lights from cameras and yells to 'look over here' are tiring to you now. while you were accustomed to it, being a model and all, you found this limelight to be much different. 'alien stage' wasn't like your job. and your guardian seemed far less hesitant to sign away your life than you would've hoped.

you hooked your arm around till's, standing in front of the back drop with 'alien stage' written in patterns on it. your 'boyfriend' was never one for this kind of thing, whereas it was your specialty. putting on a gentle smile and standing still for the audience was all you were made out to be. till couldn't help but squirm beside you, hands in his pockets and his face scrunched up in irritation.

"this freakin' sucks." he grumbles to you as more yells go out to you two and the other contestants.

"we'll be back in our rooms in a few minutes." you retort, not sparing at look at him. you only slide your arm to rest against his hip, pulling him taut against your side.

he squeaks, feeling his face heat up at the touch. but at the empty look in your eyes and the faux smile, he groans, placing his own arm around your shoulders lazily.

a reporter begs you forward, and one of the pr managers nods at you. you sigh softly, leading till towards them. they speak in a different tongue, and the tablet they provide give you real-time translations, showing up in holograms. a camera is shoved into your face and till scoffs, pushing it further from him.

"how long have you two been together for?"

"four months." you respond, brain reading off a script. you look to till, who suddenly looks back at you. your smile is superficial, but you hold his arm with urgency. "isn't that right?"

"yeah." he replies shortly.

"how have you been encouraging each other for this season?"

"we practice every day together." you say, tilting your head a little. your signature smile earns some more camera flashes. till can barely see, making his cover his vision with a hiss.

"any fear that you two might be facing each other?"

you freeze up for a moment, swallowing your nerves. you're running through every line possible, what was the answer? did you remember what you needed to say? why were you now drawing a blank? "well, thats—"

till drags you by your arm, taking you way from the reporter before scoffing out, "not a chance."

the walk down the carpet, behind mizu, sua and ivan, consisted of more flashes and calls. you don't answer them, only walking beside till and grinning at every reporter you see. this brand deal with some few names depended on you. meanwhile, till was showing them all his index finger, mouthing curse words at everyone who looked his way.

you have your arm around his waist again, and he wraps his around your shoulder. you look to him for a split second to see him already looking at you.

the doors close behind you two as you enter your shared room. two beds, two bathrooms, pretty much two different bedrooms, just meshed into one. till's one is to the left, and he flops onto it, not even bothering to rid himself of his clothes. you, on the other hand, open your closet.

"thanks." you say, breaking the silence as you unbutton your top.

till lifts his head to see you facing your closet instead of him. the sight of your bare back makes his face the ceiling again, red face. you don't notice, instead continuing to change into comfortable clothes.

"it's nothin'." he retorts, hands behind his head as he rests on his bed. you let out a hum, pulling a shirt over your head to cover your stomach. he finally looks back to you. "you don't get tired of all these questions, or do you just like hearing your own voice?"

he's been like this ever since you were little, teasing you and all. while you entertained him, teasing him back, you grew older and soon lost that part of you when you were adopted into the real world. till would rarely see you after that, only on billboards. it would be a lie to say that one of the few reasons he didn't oppose to joining alien stage is to see you again.

he doesn't know whether you feel the same about him. he can't tell from the way you act with him in public, all clingy and happy, compared to how you are in private. have you always been this distant?

"of course i get tired." you reply, changing into your sweatpants. your head hurts. "but they think it's better if i talk than if you do."

"tch." he clicks his tongue, rolling his eyes as you close your closet door, "whatever..."

you go quiet again, rubbing your face, as you hear till get up from his bed. you continue to get ready for bed and you assume he's going to change his clothes and do the same as he ruffles through his closet. but after a few seconds you come back into the room, he's laying on your bed, resting his head upon your pillow. you look to him as you turn off the bathroom light.

"what? 's cold." he's wearing a tank top and sleeping shorts.

"right." you scoff, shaking your head. you blink at him, slight smile on your lips with upturned brows. he furrows his own brows and pout his lips as he turns to the wall. your stupid face...

you turn off the lights to your shared room, sliding into the bed. you can hear till's breathing and how he swallows his nerves. his back is nearly touching your shoulder. it wasn't a small bed, a queen size, but till was laying right in the middle and you didn't like being right against the edge. you face the ceiling, listening to him.

he doesn't know what to do. he's slept in your bed with you before. it always feels the same; it's always awkward. this is the closest he ever gets to you.

till is more than surprised when he feels your hands snake around his waist, pulling yourself to mold against him. your warm transfers to his back and your legs nudge against his. with your head against his shoulder, he's sure that you can hear his pacing heart.

"are you still cold?" you question, breath hitting the back of his neck. he shivers in your arms, making you hold him a little more taut against him. "i, uh... i don't want you to get sick."

"n—no." he stammers, breathing heavier. he's staring into the faded outline of the bedside table with your lamp and your headphones, trying to calm his heart. "thank you. you feel nice."

"really?" you hum out, hair tickling his neck. your lips brush against his skin at how close you are to him.

he shivers again and he mutters out, "sh—shut up! go to sleep!"

you go quiet after that, and till almost believes you listened to him. but your sudden movement to sit up behind him makes him turn his head to face you. except he catches the outline of your face, leaning close to his own. he has no time to react before you're pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth.

he's still, unable to move at how close you are to him. your chest is pressed against his, hand on the other side of the bed. till holds his breath, eyes wide as you barely kiss him.

when you pull away, he's staring at your figure. he doesn't know how you really feel, but maybe it's similar to how he does. before you can say anything, till's arms are wrapping around your neck and pulling you down.

you lay on your side, facing till and he hugs you to his chest. he's on his side as well, nose buried in your hair as he squeezes his eyes shut. due to your position, you can hear his heartbeat pumping as fast as it can. you chuckle, pulling your arms around him and feeling him shiver.

you chuckle, hugging him again, "goodnight, till."

"night, y/n." he sighs out. you were too much.

↣ ivan

"another photoshoot?" you sigh, looking away from the city-scape in your window. ivan, with his arms crossed against the wall, nods his head. you roll your eyes, eyes to the window again. "i'm not going."

"there's no debate." he retorts, shaking his head. he lifts himself from his position, moving to the clothes set on your separate beds. unzipping the bag, he sees the dark red material inside. this was just for the public view, not for the shoot itself. still, it was so... 'out there'.

you look at him, knit brows. "are you being serious?"

"you better hurry, we have to be at makeup in thirty minutes." he tells you, unbuttoning his collared shirt, "you don't want them to drag you out, do you?"

you click your tongue, getting up from your chair and marching towards your bed. ivan followed your movements with his eyes, turning to see you still annoyed as you roughly open the clothes. "stupid brand deals... why are you so freakin' popular, ivan?"

he sighs at your question, looking at you with pointed eyes, "you always complain."

you glare back at him before you both turn around and start changing. it's not long before you're ready and you have to be escorted by the guards to your photoshoot with some new designer brand. the ride down in the glass elevator shows you the crowd outside waiting for your arrival. the guards in front of you shield you from the flashes as soon as you land on your floor and walk outside.

ivan holds his head up high, showing a soft smile and waves at the fans and paparazzi. he wasn't afraid of the fame, it was just a product of how hard work. glancing down at you, he sees how you glare at the floor, clutching at the fabric around your wrist.

he internally groans, slipping a hand through yours and tugging you to stand closer to him. you make a small noise, bumping shoulders with him. "just relax." he whispers to you, giving you a smile that makes you feel a bit belittled, "we'll be in our ride soon. smile."

you glare at him a little before squeezing his hand, turning to the cameras and giving your most comfortable smile possible right now. with both you and ivan showing off your faces, the flashes doubled. it blinds you, and you're almost thankful for the car taking you to your photoshoot as it separates you from the public.

"ugh." you grunt, rubbing your eyes after dropping ivan's hand, "i'm gonna' lose my sight. i'm... i'm actually crying from how bright their lights are."

he glances at you, leaning his arm against the window. you were literally tearing up from the bright lights. ivan raises a brow before reaching forward towards you with his free hand.

"you're fine, stop whining." he huffs, brushing your tears with his thumb. he begs you to look at him, fingers guiding your chin to face him. you drop your own hands from your face, showing your irritated face. "don't look at me like that."

"i'm not doing anything." you claim with the same expression, letting him hold your face in his hand now. he was somewhat warm, even with the gloves he was wearing.

"right." he hums to you, bringing you closer. you let out a scoff as you shift closer to him, one hand grasping at his wrist and the other pressed against the cushion of the seat. your loose hold on him doesn’t do much.

ivan can feel your cheeks heat up under his touch, but your annoyed look stays. “don’t ruin your pretty face like that.”

you blink at him before pulling away, clicking your tongue, “shut your mouth.”

he watches as you face the window, crossed arms. it was cute how you played this act no matter what. ivan knows when people like him, it’s a skill he had acquired from being so popular. and he knows that you don’t hate him.

when getting into the photoshoot, ivan walks in front of you, having been here a thousand times before. the other individuals of all different space races stop to stare at you. ivan’s partner. you’ve never had a photoshoot done before.

you hold into the edge of ivan’s sleeve, walking close with him. you look around at everyone, accidentally bumping into ivan’s back for the lack of attention you were paying. he’s talking to who is probably the director, explaining to him what was going to happen. you understand very little, but you hear your name and suddenly feel another hand on your elbow.

“ivan.” you mutter out, now clutching onto his hand tightly. he looks back to you and the stylist asking you to come along. you look scared, not wanting to go alone.

he talks to the director for a moment before nodding at you. “let’s go. we have an hour before the shoot begins.” he says, holding your hand gently and leading you to the change rooms.

you are given your outfit not long after, the stylist setting up a divider so you can have privacy. ivan sits on the sofa on the other side, leg over his knee and an arm resting on the back of the couch as he waits for you.

when he hears you stop shuffling around, he listens closely. “ivan…?” you call quietly.

“i’m here.” he retorts. he watches as you step out from the divider and show your outfit. it fit you nicely, you looked breath-taking, yet you stand there nervously. he stands, clearing his throat and walking over to you. he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. he finds himself staring. “it looks good.”

you look at yourself in the mirror. “i don’t know.”

he stands behind you, peering at your expression in the mirror. “you look amazing.��

you stare at him for a moment before you sigh, “okay. you can go ahead—“

ivan presses a kiss to your cheek, lingering for a moment before pulling away slowly. he doesn't know what came over him, he's never acted out like this. but you were just so captivating in that moment, how could he not kiss you?

you seem just surprised as he feels. you turn to face him, palm resting against where he kissed you.

“ivan—!” you mumble out, your face unbearably hot. he smiles a little before the stylist and makeup artist come in.

they talk with ivan for a moment before handing him his outfit and gesturing to the divider. he gives you a nod before you are whisked away to a joint room, where your makeup would be done.

your eyes never leave ivan, not until he goes behind the divider. and now you have to sit and get your makeup done while your mind is running.

↣ luka

he loves the attention he got on stage. the way his singing was appreciated was like nothing he had ever gotten. the press was always on luka, being a past alien stage winner. and since you were assigned as his partner, that meant all eyes were on you too.

you knew who he was, he was all over the billboards and the tv back at home. you were surprised when you saw him in real life, and even more-so when you found out that you were going to be his 'partner' in order to up the popularity in alien stage's new season.

sure, you had your fair share of popularity as well, but did that really make you the best candidate for this task? at first you were afraid of messing it up, but now? you wish they would fire you.

"singing is everything, y/n." luka says to you, watching as you put the mic back on its stand.

the stadium is nearly empty, which is perfect for you and luka as it was time for the both of you to practice and the stage was the best place. however, you despised the camera crew that had to come along. luka was in the middle of filming this documentary based off the behind the scenes of his shows. since alien stage was his most recent, and you happened to have struck a deal with the producers, that meant you were also going to be in this.

you glance at the camera as it zooms in on luka, sitting in the chair directly in front of the stage. he continues on, "you need to practice those runs, sweet thing. we don't want to be pitchy, now, do we?"

you want to throw the mic stand at his stupid face. he was so condescending, showing off his fake smile as if to lighten the blow of saying you were 'pitchy'. you click your tongue, masking your irritation with a nod of your head.

"good." he replies, clapping his hand, "now, shall we take it from the top?"

you internally groan at him. he had made you run through the song three times already, and it wasn't dwelling well on you. "why don't you start practicing, luka? my voice is about to give out." you offer, rubbing your throat.

he thinks for a moment before looking to the camera. "i suppose i can show off a little now." he sends a wink, as if to swoon anyone watching. you roll your eyes and head off the stage.

the camera pans to the both of you in the single frame. luka hands you your drink bottle, standing from the seat and allowing you to rest on it. as you sit down, you stretch your neck, closing your eyes.

luka reaches a hand around and cradles the back of your head. it's supposed to be comforting, but the feeling of the camera on you makes it the opposite. he has this dazed look in his eyes when he stares at you. a few seconds later, he seems to snap back to reality, opting to lean down and press a kiss to your forehead. "rest up, my star."

you watch as he gets up on the stage, fixing the microphone to his height. luka begins his warm-ups and vocal runs, and the camera suddenly turns to you.

"what do you have to say about luka's singing?" the director asks you.

"he's talented for sure." you respond, opening your drink bottle, "he knows what he's good at and excels at it. luka's got a beautiful singing voice and he uses it very well. like his falsetto, not many male contestants can hit his notes comfortably. he uses that to his advantage."

the camera lingers on you as you turn back to luka, who has started his music up.

it was all from a script, luka had given you clear instructions to say those things. you were hesitant at first, thinking you should be honest, but after seeing how strict it was that luka have a good reputation, you decided it was best just to listen to him. in return, he said he would hold back on the passive-aggressiveness. that seemed like a lie now.

an hour or so later, the others leave, claiming that they had more than enough footage for the day. it was good to leave you two alone to practice, not having to act with the cameras up.

you sit on the edge of the stage, utterly exhausted with your legs dangling on the edge. your drink bottle is beside you, and you gulp the rest of it down. luka stretches his back as he stands up from the chair, letting out a sigh of relief.

"well done, maybe you have a chance of winning this." he claims, walking towards you, "don't worry, just do your best, lovely."

he comes to stand in between your legs, hands on top of both of your knees. you glance at him finally, raising a brow. he was being somewhat nice to you, despite there being no cameras on around you. you give one last look around the stadium. "y'know there's no cameras. you can drop it."

luka grins, tilting his head. "i'm not acting, good-looking. you don't think i'm telling the truth?"

the smile he has on his face tells you the opposite. he has that look on his face when he's playing around or when he's trying to seem like a charmer to the audience. you've seen luka when he's not like this. you've seen him lash out, frustrated and on the brink of tears. and you've seem him in a way that just looks blank. this facade he carries around annoys you to the core, because you know nobody else has seen this side of him. they think he's a prince.

"you never compliment me out of the good of your heart." you reply, glaring at him a little. he raises a brow.

he holds your chin in his hand, bringing you closer to him. with a small grunt, you obey, furrowed brows. "such an adorable thing like you shouldn't be thinking that way." he claims, smiling at how annoyed you are, "i just love seeing you flustered."

you push his hand away from you, closing your eyes. "shut up, luka."

he doesn't reply to you which is odd. opening your eyes again, you see that he looks almost upset at what you say. at the kicked puppy expression, you go to apologise when luka suddenly leans forward, capturing your lips against his own.

you freeze up, blinking in surprise at his actions. you let his hand go and luka rests it against your neck, pulling you closer towards him. you ultimately melt against luka, reaching a hand to his chest and clutching his shirt. you begin to kiss back without thinking. his lips are cold, much like his fingers are, but with your warmth they heat up.

it lasts only a few seconds before he pulls away, letting go of your neck and resting his hand against yours on his chest. he sees your stunned expression and chuckles, "i'm sorry, love, am i too much for you to handle? you look the cutest when you're all confused like this."

you cover your face, all about embarrassed now. "luka...!"

he laughs some more, bringing you closer and cradling you against him as you sit on the stage. you're so humiliated, how could he catch you like that?

regardless, you slip your hands from between the two of you and hug his waist. while luka might play this game for the publicity and his reputation, you couldn't say the same. you hate to admit it, but in this world, it's nice to have someone who holds you like this. even if it is someone like luka.

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loveoldmen24world · 2 months

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Pr Ivan Dadic

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floertoer · 3 days

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au where juvia is in love with lucy instead of gray (working title)

warning for juvia being an unreliable narrator

Juvia listens as Master Ivan drones on and on. The Master always got so worked up when it came to Fairy Tail and while most of her guildmates could avoid listening to his annoying rants it seemed like no one could escape them these days. A lot of his rants focused on the Master of Fairy Tail but now some of them focused on a girl. Lucy Heartfilia, runaway daughter of railway tycoon Jude Heartfilia. Juvia hardly has any interest in the world of business but the heiress of one of the richest men in the world running away to join a mage's guild is the type of gossip that hooks anyone. It sounds like a plot to a romance novel. The rich heiress running away to be with her mage lover. Juvia wonders if that's what Lucy did. Why else would a girl give up a life of luxury if not for love?

"Have I made myself clear?!" Ivan shouts. Juvia nods, then looks around to the rest of the Element Four (and Black Steel Gajeel, of course). Gajeel looks bored out of his mind, which is typical for when he's not fighting or scheming. Sol and Totomaru look as out of it as Juvia feels. They all must've heard this lecture a million times by now. Even Aria, the most diligent member of their group, looks tired of the same message. "Alright, and remember you must not mess this up! If you do..." Master Ivan's threat lingers in the air before he takes his leave. He always says goodbye with an "or else".

A few moments after the Master exits. Sol approaches her. "Hello Miss Juvia. Shall we take our leave?"

Juvia nods. She wasn't really listening to what the Master said but she assumes she's been assigned a mission with Sol. Sol peers at her for a moment before smirking. "Do you even know what we are supposed to be doing, Miss Juvia?"

"Ever perceptive Sol. No, I don't," she admits.

Sol chuckles. "Don't worry, Miss Juvia. Sol will regale to you the Master's mission for us, without all the cursing of Fairy Tail."

"I appreciate it," she replies. This is friendly, she thinks. She's not close to any of her guildmates, besides Gajeel, maybe, but being on a team makes you closer to someone. So this is friendly, Juvia decides.

As the two Phantom Lord members comb the streets of Magnolia for the Heartfilia heiress, Juvia wonders about the girl. Juvia has never met a rich girl before but in all the romance books the rich girl is usually the love rival of the main character. Someone spoiled, mean, and overall terrible for the love interest. Juvia wonders if the girl is like that.

"Miss Juvia, just ahead is Miss Heartfilia. I'm not sure how close any of her guildmates are so make sure to take her as quickly as possible," Sol says. Juvia nods and watches Sol sink into the floor.

Juvia is gloom incarnate. "Drip, drip, drop," she chants, as she nears the girl. Wherever she goes the rain follows. When she lays her eyes on the girl her first thought is, "She belongs in the sun." Her second thought is, "She's pretty," and her third is, "Oh no, she's pretty."

Juvia pauses. She's unsure how to proceed. The girl looks confused, she's probably wondering where the rain came from. Her hand is on the pouch sitting on her waist. "Hello?" she asks, "Have we met?"

When she speaks Juvia feels a rush of emotion. Just looking at this girl sickens her to the core. This girl probably has boy after boy falling at her feet. She probably hates the rain, and never has to worry about spending the night alone. Sol pops out of the ground. "Miss Juvia, you are aware this is Miss Heartfilia, correct?" he asks.

The girl's eyes widened. "You're from Phantom Lord!" she shouts, judging from the way her hand hasn't left the pouch on her waist she already knew that. She reaches into the pouch and Juvia clenches her teeth. She lifts her hand up and casts a spell. "Water lock!"

The girl is encased in a sphere of water and drops a ring of keys onto the floor. Sol chuckles, "You know you're a high price target. I suppose it makes sense that any father would pay a fortune to see their child again." Juvia knows Sol is just saying it to rile her up and it works. The girl glares at him and then her. Juvia wonders if she also made that face at her father. She wants to ask why she ran away, if it really was for a boy. She wants to know how many boys she has in her life, and she wants to know how the sun feels on her skin, but she doesn't ask anything. When the girl passes out from oxygen deprivation she releases the spell and watches as Sol catches her body. "That was easy," he says. Juvia looks away from him and the girl.

The next time Juvia thinks about that girl she's facing down her guildmate. Gray is handsome, he's exactly her type, in fact. Cold, beautiful, and someone who doesn't mind getting wet. She doesn't want to fight him, even if she did there's no point. None of these Fairy Tail wizards will beat the Master or Gajeel. She tries to exit the fight, but then he's taking off his shirt, and she can barely look at him. She thinks it must be fate. What are the odds she meets an ice wizard this forward?

But then he brings up that girl, Lucy. He says he'll protect her with his life. Is this the guy she ran away for? Is this her lover? Just the thought of the two together makes Juvia's blood pressure rise. This is every romance novel she's ever read. That girl is exactly who she thought she was and Juvia has decided she hates her.

Juvia fights Gray and she loses but just as she thinks her life is over and she's going to fall and splatter on the pavement like a raindrop, he saves her. Her charming prince saves her. Nobody's ever reached out to Juvia before and this single act fills her heart with so much joy that the clouds part, and for the first time in her life she looks at the clear sky. The sun is warm on her skin and she looks at the one who saved her. He says something about the sky but Juvia can't hear him over the ringing in her ears. Juvia smiles, this must be what love is. She's never been more overwhelmed, her last thought before passing out is, "I wonder how that girl looks in the sun."

Juvia wakes up alone with the sun in her face. For the first time, Juvia's not upset that she's alone, not when she has the sun. Juvia has a new direction in life and it's facing Gray... and that girl. Or at least that's how it feels to Juvia. Gray is a clearly popular person, always surrounded by his guildmates but it seems like he seeks that girl out in particular. It's like he can't stay away from her. It drives her mad how often the two will just sit and talk like they're on a... date! or something. So now Juvia knows a whole bunch of things she doesn't care about, like that girl's favorite milkshake, her aspirations as a writer, and how the sun shines on her golden hair.

It's even worse when another one of the guys that girl has wrapped around her finger brings her tickets to a water park. That girl is going to be taking Gray to a water park, where she'll be wearing a swimsuit. Her in a swimsuit, just walking around, maybe she'll even wear a bikini. Gray won't be able to resist her, not that it's Gray's fault. She is clearly purposefully tempting him. Juvia can just cry thinking about it, who would be able to resist her?

So Juvia follows them to the water park and it's just as awful as she expected. It's like that girl didn't even want to give Gray a chance. It's not fair that some people are just gorgeous. Everything gets a little better when the hotel is attacked and Juvia has a chance to save Gray. As she has Gray safe in her body all she can think about is how jealous that girl is going to be. Juvia watches her fret over Gray for a second before revealing her scheme. "Are you jealous?" Juvia asks.

"Not really, no," she responds. Juvia frowns as Gray pulls himself from under her. That... is not at all what she expected, and she's really disappointed. Maybe the reason she's not jealous is because she knows how Gray feels for her. She's so arrogant she doesn't even view Juvia as a threat! Yeah, that's definitely what it is, Juvia tells herself.

It's probably petty what she does next but Juvia can't help it. It's nice to mess with that girl because every moment she's annoyed with Juvia is one less moment she's interacting with Gray. Although it definitely doesn't help that she changes clothes right in front of Gray. Juvia thought she was raised as an heiress but she has no decorum it seems.

She needs to remember she didn't just come here to stalk Gray, she came to prove that she can be useful to Fairy Tail as well. It's like whenever she's around that girl she's all Juvia can think about it. Just another annoying thing about her, Juvia supposes.

It's just her luck that she ends up alone with her. To make matters even worse an enemy appears. That girl, Lucy, shouts over the music that Juvia should handle it, which she agrees to. "Water lock," she casts.

"Wow, so cool! That's to be expected of a member of the Element Four!" Lucy compliments. Juvia doesn't respond but she preens inside. It's nice to be acknowledged, even by your rivals. The man, Vidaldus, absorbs her water lock.

Juvia steps back in shock. "Wha- how did you break through Juvia's spell?" Vidaldus explains how his hair can absorb all water. How is it possible for Juvia to face the only opponent who can counter her?

He says something about succubi and then points at Juvia. This can't be happening. Juvia wishes she had been unconscious at least because the pain was unbearable. Juvia could only watch helplessly as her body said and did things she never would. Even though Juvia saw Lucy as a rival she never wanted to beat her like this. It was wrong, it wasn't befitting of a Fairy Tail mage. "Lucy, Lucy," she calls, even though she wasn't sure anyone could hear her. "Juvia is so sorry. Juvia never wants to hurt her friends, although it might be presumptuous to call you my friend. Juvia has really grown to love Fairy Tail! Even when it's raining outside the guild is always so warm and sunny inside. Juvia wanted to join Fairy Tail but now... Juvia thought she could get along with everyone but she always brings sadness." If Juvia was in control of her body she would cry.

Lucy crashes into the floor. "Juvia!" Lucy shouts, "Fairy Tail will always accept someone who sheds tears for their friend! And thanks to you I have an idea!"

When Juvia's body goes to attack Lucy once more she plunges a gate key into her body. "Open Gate of the Water Bearer, Aquarius!"

In a flash of golden light Aquarius appears and floods the room. Juvia gasps, as she gains control over her body once more. "Juvia!" She hears Lucy call.

"Over here!"

"Juvia!" she shouts, and reaches out her hand.

"Lucy!" Juvia shouts back, reaching for her hand as well. Lucy grabs her hand and Juvia feels alive. She feels like the sun is rushing through her veins. Lucy's magic mixes with hers in the most intimate way possible. The two girls shout as they pull off a Unison Raid.

When the two touch the ground again they both embrace each other. "We did it!" They cry. As Juvia hugs Lucy she can't help but notice, "You're warm. I think this is the first time a girl has never hated me." Even after all I did to you, she wants to say, but can't bring herself too. She doesn't want Lucy to wake up and realize who she's celebrating with.

"Don't go celebrating just yet!"

The two girls squeal and look back to see the water spirit Lucy summoned.

"Never summon me in a freaky place like that again! You hear me?!" the spirit shouts.

"Of course, Aquarius," Lucy squeaks.

The spirit, Aquarius, scoffs. "I'm going on a vacation with my boyfriend for two weeks. Don't call on me. You should get one too y'know. Although for you it's easier said than done," she says before disappearing.

"Wow. It's not like I'm looking for one anyway," Lucy says.

Juvia tries to not let the shock show on her face. With how many boys that are tripping over themselves to date Lucy, Juvia's surprised her spirit would make a comment like that. "Love's important," she manages to say.

Lucy sits down and lies back in the water. The room's no longer flooded but it's still high enough she can semi-float on the water. "Since we took down that creep this Jellal guy isn't gonna have it so easy."

Juvia's surprised Lucy said 'we'. Juvia had assumed Lucy is the type to take all the credit, not that she would be wrong to do so right now. Juvia didn't do anything except get possessed. "It's your victory."

Lucy looks over at her with a smile. "Nah, it was the both of us. I couldn't have done it without you." Juvia blushes at the, in her opinion, undeserved praise. "Also you called me Lucy back there. It made me really happy that we could be friends."

Juvia freezes. Friends...

...friends...

The word is dancing circles around her brain. No one has ever referred to her as a friend before. No one has ever wanted to be. Her first friend. Lucy is her first friend. She's someone's friend. Juvia tears up and then starts to bawl. "My eyes... they're raining!"

Lucy laughs, and it sounds like wind chimes. A sound that get carried by the wind and makes everyone smile when they hear it. "That's a cute way to put it."

Cute... Juvia is cute.

"Come lay back. We should take it easy for now. We just won!"

Juvia lays in the water with Lucy. She looks over at Lucy, who has her eyes closed, and watches her face. Looking at her so closely make Juvia realize why she infuriated her before. Lucy is everything she isn't. Lucy is like spring. She's a sunny day, a meadow full of flowers, she's...

Oh.

Juvia's eyes widened, she has spent a concerning amount of time watching Lucy but this thought has never occured to her before. Lucy being so popular and well liked bothered her. Lucy being liked by Gray even more so. She had thought it was because she liked Gray and Lucy was a rival for Gray's affections but all this time Lucy had never shown that type of interest in him. So why did Lucy make her so upset?

A blush crawls up Juvia's face, the answer seems so obvious now. Juvia isn't in love with Gray. She's in love with Lucy.

#fairy tail #juvia lockser #lucy heartfilia #luvia #do you guys remember how lucy/juvia were the first to do a unison raid bc I do #au where juvia's in love with lucy save me... save me au where juvia's in love with lucy #I still need name for this au #come talk to me #about this au or other stuff i don't know how the ask box works but mine is open #juvia x lucy #lucy x juvia #floertoer

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kimberlyannharts · 3 months

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Is it bad I read the current events in the comics and think "wow...you know my AU fic in development hell that has Dark Specter just be a literal eldritch nightmare who turned a master of disguise into a Lovecraftian villain who takes the name Ivan before going to Earth to use its unique position in the stars to destroy the Morphin Grid" is actually decent storytelling?

There's something to be said about modern PR attempting to "explain" concepts that have been theorized on and developed and re-imagined by fans with free rein for over thirty years. Not to say fan ideas are automatically BETTER than what's now canon by the comics and show, but it's easy to see why fans would feel underwhelmed by what's been given

#transmission #emperornaka

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breitzbachbea · 2 years

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A Rec For All The Hetalia History Nerds Out Here

Hello my fellow enthusiasts of the five minute comedy anime. I actually decided I should do even more unpaid PR for my favourite BBC4 Podcast.

Anyways, if you are a fan of Hetalia and already a history nerd/would like to get into history, do I have the thing for you:

You're Dead To Me is a Podcast for "people who don't like history, people who do like history and those who forgot to learn any at school". Each episode, the host Greg Jenner (Public Historian & "Chief Nerd to the TV show Horrible Histories") sits down with a comedian and a historical expert, to deliver nearly an hour of a funny history lesson. While you can't cite a podcast for a term paper (as my Dozent pointed out again today), it is still genuine, university lecture level knowledge! And to make sure your head won't explode from all the facts or that the academics won't get lost in ivory tower vocabulary, the class clown is there to ask clever questions and make silly jokes. So it is super factual and super accessible at the same time.

Often, you will get a glimpse at how historians work & how they access the past, too! I know the Anti-Intellectualism is rampant these days, but making academia more transparent and shed light on why certain stories haven't been in the spotlight until recently due to all kinds of bigotry is a much better start than people making shit up on tiktok.

Tomorrow (June 10th), the new series starts, but you can start to listen to the podcast right now with a backlog of over 80 Episodes!

Over 80 Episodes on what, you ask? Everything!

You want to learn about Black History? You will love the episodes on The Notting Hill Carnival, Paul Robeson, the Haitian Revolution, the Harlem Renaissance & many more!

You like your royal history, full of politicking, personal drama and intrigue? We've got The Borgias, King James IV. of Scotland, Saladin and The Mughal Empire for you!

Love the ladies, past and present? Let me introduce you to Eleanor of Aquitane, Joan of Arc, Harriet Tubman, Josephine Baker, Mary Shelley and Mary Wollstonecraft!

Sick of hearing about Western (European) history? Sure thing, find something more to your tastes with The Asante Empire, Mansa Musa, The Tang Dynasty, Genghis Khan, Ivan The Terrible or The Ancient Babylonians.

I could make so many more categories and I'd still not cover every single episode, I am sure. You're Dead To Me is avaible online, on the BBC Sounds App, Spotify and Apple Podcasts.

If you could check out the podcast & share this post/the podcast itself, it would mean a lot to me. As a history student who is currently working on getting her BA, it's immensely important for me that people learn how to recognize the past in the present. That they look around the world and see how we got here a little more clearly; that they look at remnants or depictions of the past and see its context better. If you think that sounds marvellous, if you always wanted to get into history beyond the googleable hard facts, then I invite you to start your journey here with me.

Also, the jokes are often really funny, I swear to God, there are so many bangers that live in my head rentfree.

"So I'm a Dutch-Brit?" "You're a Dutch-Brit." "So I'm Brutch -"

"I have a few silk shirts, every single one of them a mistake. I bought one of them in Italy and I don't know what I was thinking, I look flat-out divorced."

"They found 400.000 [clay] tablets, mate? That's amazing, that's more than at Glastonbury!"

#aph #hetalia #hws #historical hetalia #hetalia meta #meta is probably not the right word although I hope it will inspire some ideas :)#beablabbers #ydtm #you're dead to me podcast #the jokes are from. wouldn't you like to know hehehehe hohoho #jk they are from the mayflower episode with alex edelmann #the genghis khan episode with phil wang #and the the ancient babylonians episode with kae kurd #god I hope desperately we are getting stu goldsmith AND kae kurd back on this series #i know phil wang and desiree burch are returning which is !!!!! :)

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augment-techs · 7 months

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Wondering what gay rare pairings do you have for PR, wanted to see if there was some I had in common👀?

Might write some one shots of them!

Oh what a lovely jar of worms to open up. As far as I'm concerned ALL of the PR characters are queer, but let's see what I can actually put down that has standing in any capacity.

MMPR/Boom! Comics/Shattered Grid/Beyond the Grid (they overlap so much):

Billy Cranston/Eugene "Skull" Skullovitch Jason Scott/Farkas "Bulk" Bulkmeier Kimberly Hart/Aisha Campbell Tommy Oliver/Jason Scott Violet Arias/Zack Taylor/Jason Scott/Trini Stone Canyon OT3 Kiya/Trini Matt Cook/Skull/Billy (in that order) Bulk/Skull/Tommy (I have a friend whose fault this is) David Trueheart/Stan Skullovitch (same friend) Daniel O'Halloran/Trek Daniel O'Halloran/Terona Washington Jamie Gilmore/Nikolai Chukarin 1969 Rangers OT5 Grace Sterling/Andrea Virgil | Red Psycho Ranger/Photon | Black Psycho Ranger Nokrea | Pink Psycho Ranger/Yellow Psycho Ranger Andros/T.J. Johnson Andros/Zhane Dhaza/Maavi Remi/Ari Goldar/Scorpina Lord Drakkon & Omega Jason Scott (platonic) Lord Drakkon & Red Sentry Skull (sexual) Black Sentry Adam Park/Scorpina Scorpina/Coinless Trini Black Sentry Adam/Red Sentry Skull (they need someone in hell) Coinless Zack/Coinless Trini/Coinless Bulk Ranger Slayer Kimberly/Coinless Bulk Heckyl & Cam & Kim (platonic friends) T.J. Johnson & Kelsey Winslow & Karone & Mia Watanabe & Conner McKnight (background rangers UNITE as platonic babies) J.J. Oliver/Anara Turbo/In Space: Andros/Zhane Cassie/Ashley Rangers OT6 Psycho Rangers OT5 Lost Galaxy: Maya & Bulk (platonic, platonic, platonic--I just like the idea of her having a friend who isn't a ranger) Damon/Leo Lightspeed Rescue: Chad/Joel Kelsey/Dana Chad/Marina Carter/Ryan (queer-platonic) Time Force: Eric/Wes/Jen Eric & Trip (opening up that circle of friends for Mr. Grumpy) Katie/Nadira Wild Force: N/A Ninja Storm: Dustin/Shane/Tori/Cam Tori/Kapri Marah/Dustin Dino Thunder: Kira/Ethan/Conner Cassidy/Trent/Devin Elsa/Hayley SPD: Kat/Doggie (no, I DO NOT care about the wife) A Squad OT5 B Squad OT5 Jack/Sky Z/Sky Mystic Force: Leelee/Clare Leelee/Clare/Phineas Xander/Chip/Vida Operation Overdrive: N/A Jungle Fury: R.J./Fran Fran/Lily/Camille Jarrod & Casey (good for trauma healing) RPM: Ziggy/Dillon Summer/Scott/Flynn OT5 Gem/Dr. K/Gemma Samurai: Lauren/Mia/Emily Antonio/Jayden Mike/Kevin Spike Skullovitch & Rangers (friend, friend, friend, pleeeease; I don't want them fucking him and he's too good for them) Megaforce: Emma/Jake (another friend got me into this, even though I have never watched anything from this series except for the Big Showdown) Dino Charge: Koda/Ivan/Heckyl Ninja Steel: Calvin/Preston Victor/Monty Hyperforce: N/A Beast Morphers: Betty/Devon

Dino/Cosmic Fury: Javi/Amelia Ollie/Aiyon Izzy/Fern Zayto/Ollie/Aiyon Once & Always: Billy/Skull & Zack Rocky/Adam/Aisha TomKat

#boom! comics power rangers #mmpr #ask fill #prompt fill

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yenforfairytales · 1 year

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Not to drop a Ninja Au on main but

The Cobra Kai x Power Rangers collection is sending mee

Imagine these two from opposing clans meeting by chance under moonlight

Daniel just looks so ethereal to me okay lol. Lookit this beautiful angel

I know that it's a Crane on his chest but it might as well be angel wings!

(how could anyone look at Daniel-san and not find all of that alluring)

And Johnny looks hot too but they made him a fucking Boar lmao. That boorish man amirite.

I'm not even going to get into them making Samantha a Praying Mantis.

Tbh I'm more interested in who all the CK adults would be as Power Rangers than the kids. (would Silver be a ranger or an ivan ooze lmao)

But taking the PR side out of it-- ninja clans would be so much fun in the CK world. I know it's basically canon but

The possibilitiessss.

The honor. The ceremonies. The forests/mountains of Japan setting pls.

Maybe whoever can defeat the illusive Daniel-san in a fight wins the right to become his fiancé. 👀

Johnny watching Daniel from a hidden spot up in a tree. Hey, he can be stealthy when he wants to be!

Daniel like: "Sigh. I know you're there."

Johnny: "👁 👁"

Daniel: *throws enough ninja stars that Johnny falls out trying to avoid them*

Johnny on the ground looking up at Larusso: "Hey... ;)"

#give me all the au #i would include silverusso but it would immediately become angsty and tragic #cobra kai #cobra kai x power rangers #ninja au #lawrusso #daniel larusso #johnny lawrence #my post

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If you could rewrite any season of PR or any of their characters which would they be and why?

Ok but the first thing that came to mind was I'd change Dino Super Charge's ending but the literal only difference would be Koda and Ivan stay in the present 😂😂😂😭

After thinking it over... I think the biggest thing I'd change would be making all the Mystic Force rangers related. Every day I'm sad that they arent a family like in Magiranger, and I think it would have helped it all feel less Nick focused if everyone had equal stakes in the narrative. PLUS pr hasnt had a team of all relatives yet and it would be a really fun dynamic to explore (make the music shop a family business. Boom. 10x cuter)

#power rangers #mystic force #I've never really thought about how I'd rewrite a pr season tbh this has sparked something in my brain #tyvm now i've got a heap of new ideas to explore 😂😂#oh also I'd make all my gay little head cannons cannon #trans ziggy is cannon now sorry i dont make the rules

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powerofhats · 2 months

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As other have already said I don't believe in Toto leaking the Lewis to Ferrari news. He didn't have anything to gain from it , it just created more chaos inside the team .and bad PR to Merc. Gazzetta and Ivan Cappelli aren't really trustworthy too . Meanwhile Duchessa , one of the journalist who leaked the move , is known to have sources from inside the Italian team , I don't think he needed Toto to get the news.

#mercedes f1 #Ferrari f1 #lewis hamilton

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violetarks · 8 days

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↬ ALIEN STAGE

↣ MIZI

nothing yet

↣ SUA

nothing yet

↣ TILL

"i like you, i like you, i like you!"

↠ summary: in an attempt to make the new season of alien stage even more riveting, the pr team has decided to stage a relationship between you and one of the other contestants. despite it all being for show, can you two really keep it strictly business?

↠ warnings: g/n! reader

↣ IVAN

"i like you, i like you, i like you!"

↠ warnings: g/n! reader

↣ LUKA

"i like you, i like you, i like you!"

↠ warnings: g/n! reader

↣ HYUNA

nothing yet

#info✿log #alien stage x reader

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orrsoared · 5 months

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I DID NOT REALIZE DRAKE THE GOLDEN RETRIEVER WAS IVAN PR*VOROV’S DOG??

HE DOESN’T DESERVE THAT DOG 😭

#I knew his owner was a hockey player #but I didn’t know WHO IT WAS!!!#ugh gross

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dooniicheezii · 1 year

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Some Raph x oc doodles

Renewed an old Tmnt oc, and he's a fluffy mainecoon named Ivan! He's a fellow boyfriend of Raph. As they're both pretty much partners in crimes together.

Tc*st/pr*ship Do not interact

#tmnt #tmnt fanart #tmnt 2012 #tmnt raphael #rapheal hamato #oc x canon #tmnt oc #cat oc

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amuseoffyre · 2 years

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Blackbeard’s Theme

Forewarning for this, it's been 20+ years since I studied music and I have forgotten much of the terminology, but I am absolutely fascinated by the way they use Blackbeard's leitmotif in the show and I wanted to shout about it.

First things first, the cello is Blackbeard's main signature instrument all the way through the show. It's there as a thrumming tension-inducing base note in his childhood flashbacks. Sometimes its overlaid with other instruments or other themes (the kraken flashback especially), but more often than not, it's still there in the background or becomes the key sound of his leitmotif.

The first hint we get of it is when we see the silhouettes of three ominous figures from the beach in episode two, three notes on a cello in a minor key. We then cut to Izzy, Fang and Ivan and the theme mutes down to a low-pitched tremolo. There's an echo of it when Izzy and the lads speak to Buttons on a higher register of string instrument (possibly viola, but I can't say for certain), but more on this later.

At the end of episode two, the cello motif returns as Izzy, Ivan and Fang look out at the Revenge from Blackbeard's ship before seguing into the Dies Irae motif and the camera pans up to the flag.

The first time we get the full leitmotif, instead of the shortened three-note version, is when we're introduced to Blackbeard. At this point, he's only shown from angles that obscure his face, wreathed in smoke, ominous and threatening, though interestingly, when he points out that Stede confronted and beat Izzy more strings come in with a slightly jauntier melody. It returns to the cello-mode when Izzy returns with the "go suck eggs in hell" line.

This recurring set of notes play over Blackbeard's hazy, fog-shrouded arrival on the Spanish vessel but as he comes into focus, the music changes with more strings coming in and an almost chirpy pizzicato as the camera pans up to his face and we see him for the first time, a counter to the grim and menacing motif that is essential the Blackbeard theme.

The vaguely ominous sound returns into episode 4, when Blackbeard is sitting and watching the feverish Stede, the jaunty strings of Stede's hazy dreamlike state seguing into a tremolo cello line, but not the full motif.

This is where the use of the theme starts to get interesting. When Stede comes around and Ed talks to him, the theme isn't there as it has been in almost all one-to-one scenes between Blackbeard and Izzy. When Stede is left watching this unfamiliar, tattooed black-clad man poking around his room, there's a hint of the return of the recognisable motif but before it gets anywhere, the "exquisite cashmere" exchange happens. In this moment, flutes and strings overlay the cello transitioning into a variation of Satie’s Gnossienne 5 melody which becomes the recurring love theme of the show and I'm screeching.

The thing is that the cello motif isn't for Edward himself. It's for the character, the PR stunt, he has created in the form of the Legendary Blackbeard. It's the equivalent of the Jaws theme for the shark or the Vader theme in Star Wars. It's an iconic simple collection of notes that is a subtle hint of Here Be Danger. And to have a soft love theme butt in and go "scuse you, he likes a fine fabric" completely derails it.

The proof of this comes the next time the theme occurs: when Stede shows Ed the propaganda that the English have been distributing about Blackbeard. "Is this what they think I look like?" he demands indignantly, as the theme of that very persona plays. It's associated with that violent and destructive identity and it's very deliberate since we only heard it in full when we were being presented with the still mysterious smoke-wreathed silhouette of the man.

It becomes symbolic of every time Ed slips into "Blackbeard-mode", when he needs to be perceived a specific way. When he talks to Izzy about retirement and "what if Blackbeard turned up dead", it's there. When he's goading Stede into running him through and resorts to pulling a pistol on him, it's there. "Be careful what you ask your God for", he warns the crew right before he demonstrates the full power of a fuckery? Yes, again. And, very pointedly, it's also when Izzy is pressuring him to deal with Stede and "send him to doggy heaven".

This is Blackbeard's Incidental Music, the theme that follows him when he's in or meant to be in work-mode.

I mentioned that in episode 2, there's a higher variation of it that plays, possibly on a viola, which recurs again when Izzy is trying to goad Stede into performing the fuckery. It's not quite the same theme but I find it interesting that the two times we hear it, Izzy is scheming and faking it. In the first instance, he's pretending to be "humble travellers passing through" to get information and in the second, he is pretending to be Stede's wingman regarding the fuckery.

Oh. He has a matching theme to Blackbeard's, on a different instrument, that only shows up when he's pretending to be something he's not to get a job done? HOW ABOUT THAT HM????

But to get back to Blackbeard, the motif's last appearance for several episodes comes when Izzy challenges Stede to a duel. It's fragmented, in a different pitch, and overlaid with Stede's more jaunty strings and bits of harpsichord, and then - like Izzy - it's gone. There are still cello threads there, but never the theme.

Not until episode 10.

Not until Izzy confronts Ed in the cabin, ripping the page from the book, shoving it in his face, saying "this is Blackbeard". When Ed looks at that same propaganda that upset him so much in episode 4, the theme returns, creeping and insidious. This is his theme music coming back to haunt him, playing over the marooning of the crew and into the abduction of Jim and Frenchie onto his new crew. The theme of Blackbeard the monster and the legend.

#our flag means death #ofmd #long post #I can't stop babbling

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