#relationshp: get together

[anki-of-beleriand]

Bad Liar ch. 13

Summary: Life is about lessons, and Wanda has been learning some harsh facts that had define her life and taken her to a place in which she was given a second chance. Then, all of a sudden, she meets you, and she realizes why it's easier to lie to yourself than to accpet what's right in front of her.

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff/ Female!reader - America/Kate - Mentions of past Vision/Wanda - past Natasha/Reader - Some Female!Reader/Carol Danvers

Warnings: Slow burn - slightly Enemies to friends to lovers - Mentions of abusive relationships - Toxic relationships - angst - drama - mentions of abuse - idiots in love - homophobia - more tags as the story progress.

Author's note: Reader and Wanda had started building up a life together, Billy and Tommy are getting to terms with the relationshp, and darkness lurks around them without noticing.

Guys I hope you have an amazing Happy New Year! That all your wishes, needs, and dreams become a reality on this 2024.

As always, English is no my mother tongue, so please forgive the grammar, spelling and funny mistakes!

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 - Chapter 11 - Chapter 12 - Chapter 13 - Chapter 14 - Chapter 15 - Chapter 16 - Chapter 17 - Chapter 18

Chapter 13

Building up a family

There was not a single sound inside the room.

At some point during the night, Wanda had turned around nuzzling her face on the crook of your neck relaxing into your scent and the warmth your body provided her. The morning had progressed slowly right outside the window, with a heavy snowstorm lashing against the house while the twins slept peacefully on their bed, with you still being out cold to the world. 

The young woman mapped out your jawline, down to your ears and your nose, her lips breaking into a soft smile when you crunched up your nose letting out a snore. She chuckled letting her fingertips travelled down your arm to your hips, closing her eyes while enjoying the memory of the night before.

She couldn’t quite shake the taste of your lips, or the softness behind your caresses, or how perfect she fit in your arms. Wanda was not used to the level of attention, or to the loving care in which she was being treated the night before; romance was something she had stopped believing in, never thinking that she deserved to be happy or to be treated with such tenderness. Last night, her soul trembled under your attention, and she wished this would never end.

“Too early to think so much,” you didn't open your eyes, your voice drowsy dragging the words while your hand sneaked inside her tee caressing the skin of her back. 

“I can't help it.” Wanda sighed leaning into you, she was about to kiss you when she put a hand on her mouth, her eyes going wide before she jerked around almost leaving the bed. 

After such a sudden movement, it was almost impossible for you to be sleepy. You too sat down with your eyes wide open and your heart rate increasing looking around trying to identify the source of such a sudden scared. Wanda put a hand on her mouth, her cheeks completely red while she looked everywhere but at you. 

“What happened? Are you okay?” You knitted your brows together, concern flashing in your eyes. 

“Yes, I just thought, we woke up and my breath…” as she said this out loud, Wanda winced with her hand firmly in place right in front of her mouth. 

You gaped at her, your eyes going from her hand to her eyes then back to her hand before you dropped back in the bed laughing. Wanda huffed never losing her blush while you put a hand on your stomach laughing as if she just said the most amusing joke ever. 

“Are you joking?” It was a rhetoric question, by the way she had reacted you knew she had taken this as a serious business. Your eyes twinkle resting on your right side your wandering hand placed on her knee. 

“You mean to tell me, after we spent the night together you're not going to greet me with a kiss until you brush your teeth?” 

Wanda stiffened her eyes lowering to your hand, she bit her lower lip while dropping the hand on her mouth. 

“No?” She could see her resolution crumbling under your intense stare. 

You raised an eyebrow lifting your weight on one arm before grabbing her by the pj's short and pulling her to you. Without meaning to, Wanda let out a whimper her hands soon falling on your shoulders which made you lose your equilibrium falling back on the bed with Wanda on top of you. You smirked kissing her back pressing her body to yours, the bad breath totally forgotten and Wanda completely enchanted by the kiss. 

Everything was perfect, her lips against yours and the trembling of her hands exploring your arms and the sides of your body. Her weight on yours accommodating to this new position. Wanda cupped your face deepening the kiss, your tongue brushing against hers teasingly… 

“Mommy?”

The knock on the door accompanied by the soft voice of a boy stopped the kiss. Wanda was completely flustered with a hint of disbelief in her eyes and her hands still on your face. You and her were breathing hard, unable to look away from one another; there was a hint of regret in Wanda's eyes when another knock on her door shook her away from you. You merely smiled sitting up while pecking her in the lips. 

“Mom?”

The door opened revealing Tommy right in front of his mother's room, he was holding a blue blanket with sleep still visible on his eyes and a big yawn a sign that he had just woken up. His eyes took into his mother's form and then went to the figure behind her, his head tilting with curiosity just as a tiny smile show on his lips. 

“Hi, Y/N.”

“Hey, Tommy, are you okay?” You stepped past Wanda kneeling down in front of Tommy, the boy nodded still trying to process your precense in his mother's room. 

“I'm hungry.” 

“You and me, pal.” You picked him up in your arms turning to Wanda who was still flustered thinking about the kiss. 

You glanced into those green eyes, your features softening as they glance reassuringly to the other woman. 

“What do you say if we make pancakes, eggs, toasts and orange juice while mommy goes to see how Billy is doing?”

“Okay.” Tommy agreed brightly leaning forward until his head was resting in your shoulder. 

“Thank you, I will be down as soon as I can to help…” Wanda trailed off almost stepping back when you close the distance between the both of you, she lifted her face parting her lips ready for another kiss but you brushed your lips on her forehead. 

“Take your time, Wands, Tommy and I have breakfast covered and Billy needs your attention.” You then winked at her, your hand sliding slowly down her arm, grabbing her hand while squeezing tenderly. “You can even wash your mouth… You know? For the bad breath you were so worried about a moment ago.”

“You're impossible.” Wanda replied covering her face to hide the blush forming there. 

You chuckled turning around and leaving Wanda dumbstruck to the spot, Tommy frowned but soon his expression changed when you asked him Billy's favorite fruit for his pancakes. Wanda lift her hand to her lips, her fingers caressing the skin with a feather like touch, her eyes closing to make the memory more vivid in her mind. She had kissed you. She kissed a woman. She spent the night with a woman, and now that woman was making her weak on her knees with her heart almost leaving her chest. Wanda smiled wrapping her arms around herself before making her way to the twin's room. 

She was finally feeling the happiness she always thought was not for her. 

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The house was silent. 

Your keys fell on the bowl resting on the table beside the door. You could see America's keys there as well indicating your sister had already arrived with firm strides you made your way back to the kitchen only to find her sitting on the counter chairs eating ice cream while playing with her phone. She lifted her eyes as soon as you enter the kitchen, the smile on her face told you everything you needed to know about the night before. You sat beside her, your own lips curling into a content smile she only questioned by lifting her brow at you. 

“Good night?” America followed you with her eyes, you could tell she was holding back her smirk and the obvious curiosity to know what you did.

You poured some water in a glass while grabbing the coffee maker to prepare a cup of coffee while still trying to hold onto the memories of the night before. You sat down remaining impassive for a moment, America snorted playing with the spoon full of ice cream.

“That good, eh?” America chuckled enjoying the flush on your cheeks, you leaned forward placing your arms on the table with your eyes wandering around.

“Nothing happened,” your fingers played with the mug, drawing circles around the edges before you turned the tables on your sister, “how about your night? Any good?”

America faltered briefly, shifting on the stool while shrugging nonchalantly. You chuckled taking a sip from your coffee.

“That good, eh?”

America offered a single smile but nothing else was said, silence soon filled your kitchen and it was a moment in which both of you found yourself thinking of the night before. You made your way to the coffee maker serving another cup of coffee while nodding towards America.

“Come on, kiddo, I think we need to talk.”

America sighed grabbing the bucket of ice cream and following you to the basement. The sound of the TV soon echoed through the room while the action sequence played in front of you, you sat down placing your phone on the table leaning against the chair while setting your eyes on America.

“You want me to start?” America huffed taking another spoon full of ice cream.

“Come on, you have been pinning after Kate far longer than me pinning over Wanda, so spill.”

America arranged her position on the chair and soon her mouth opened to start narrating the events of the night before. You could see the happiness radiating off of her, the softness in her voice when talking about Kate and how the night went on and on until she took Kate back home with the promise of a date the next day. America didn't stop on the kiss, but you could see how deeply affected she was by the kiss, she treasured every moment, and you couldn't help but smile at her happiness.

“We are going out today, you know? Nothing fancy, just a movie and ice cream,” America cocked her head biting her lower lip thoughtfully, “I think we are just going to take it slowly.”

“How mature.” You teased narrowing your eyes at the flush on your sister's cheeks, there was something else she was not saying and you waited for a moment before speaking.

“You're still afraid, aren't you?”

America winced, looking away, “she is my best friend, we know everything about each other, I'm just afraid we will get bored so fast that…what if it doesn't work?”

She hadn't said this to anyone, her friends were so invested in Team America/Kate that even though they had contemplated the possibility of the future, none of them understood the root of America's fear. She had been in love with Kate the best part of her childhood and teen years, but being in a relationship with someone was far more complicated than love. America lifted her eyes, finding yours easily, and then something inside your head clicked. 

You and Shuri had been best friends, you had danced around one another until one day you just couldn't take any longer and kissed her. Your relationship with Shuri had been a rocky one, friendship and love mixed up and there were moments in which you didn't know if it was worth breaking up a friendship for having a romantic relationship with Shuri. But you risked it all,the good and the bad, the multiple breakups and the multiple reconciliations. 

“You're not me, America, and Kate is not Shuri.” You stated firmly. “Your story is different from mine,and as such, you should live it. Take your time, get to know a part of Kate no one has met so far, one day at a time, kiddo and the answers will come on their own.”

America smiled hugging you tightly, she knew she could count on you and your words. It had been so long since they sat like this to discuss their lives, America really missed you in ways she never thought possible. America knew that changes were inevitable and the both of you were going through a moment in your lives that seemed to define the future you would share. 

The sound of an explosion called your attention, the world crumbling on the TV. America turned to the TV as well, waiting for you to start talking.

“We kissed.”

It was a simple confession, you furrowed your brows thinking about the kisses you shared with Wanda, the warmth from her body, the sight of her smile. Your heart fluttered inside your heart,a glimpse of hope shining in your eyes, something that didn't go amiss from your sister.

“How was it?”

You chuckled, dropping your head before resting it on the back of the sofa.

“It was soft,” you chewed on your lower lip before turning to look at America grinning at you, “I mean, I'm used to the passion, you know? Like this wild meeting of lips and the need…but with her it was…soft.”

America lifted an eyebrow, she could see the kiss had shaken something inside you. You fixed your position on the sofa, sitting with your legs crossed as you continued.

“I am the first woman she is with, and we also are taking things slowly.”

“Slowly?” America furrowed her brows, a teasing tone leaving her words. “But you spent the night with her.”

“Well, yeah,but we just slept, nothing else.”

“You slept? Like falling asleep?”

You rolled your eyes, America snorted lifting her arms with a disbelief stare corssing her eyes.

“Just sleep.”

“Shut up.” You threw a pillow to her,America chuckled, grabbing the pillow and pressing it against her body. “We just slept, I made her breakfast, helpedwith the twins and then came here to get a shower and a change of clothes.”

“You really like her.” America declared with a sigh. 

“I do.”

“Doesn't it scare you that she has children and we'll…”

“Yes, it scares the hell out of me. I know that in a way I'm playing with fire.” You dropped your eyes frowning. “I know that at some point she may said I am not what she wants or needs…god, she could even go back to her husband or find a man…”

“No, she won't.” It was the resolute tone America used what made you looked at her with a scowl.

America's lips draw in a thin line, her brown eyes gleaming dangerously while her fist clenched tightly.

“She won't go back to him, and she won't go back to anybody,Y/N.” America held your eyes for a while before shaking her head.

“What do you know?” You narrowed your eyes waiting for an explanation but America just shrugged.

“Just that you are the best thing that has happened to her and those kids, and that it may take some time but I know Professor Maximoff likes you more than she dares to admit.”

“So I take it, you approve of her?” it was supposed to be a teasing comment, but a part of you waited for the real answer.

America snorted but it was not necessary to say anything at all, it was quite obvious she approved of Wanda as much as you approved of Kate. Yet, there was a part inside America that feared for you, it was strange, but something had been bothering her for quite some time. She was afraid you would get hurt, that this newfound relationship didn't end up the way you wanted it to.

“What are you going to do today?” America could guess the answer, but she was curious either way.

You shrugged resting your head on the back of the sofa.

“Billy is still sick, so I think I will spend the afternoon with them.” You pointed to America then back at you. “but right now, I was hoping I could spend some time with you. What do you say if we take a bath and then cook something for lunch?”

“That sounds good, I'm dying to get your meat rolls and some smashed potatoes.”

You chuckled standing up, you wiggled your eyebrows grabbing your sister's hand in yours.

“Then, let's go, kiddo.”

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The room was comfortably warm, you had made the chocolate with marshmallows and Wanda had arranged the living room for her children to be comfortable enough for movie night. 

The day had been strange, yet it was everything you and her were hoping for. 

After spending most of the morning and midday with America you got to Wanda's place ready to help her out with the twins and spent a nice afternoon with her. The boys had been happy, with Billy feeling a little better and wanting to be completely healthy for Christmas. 

With the Winter holidays ready to be enjoyed, Billy and Tommy were eagerly helping Wanda decorated their home while pouting for the lack of Christmas tree. 

It was not something you gave much thought to, in all honestly Christmas was not a festivity that your family paid attention to. Of course, this was unthinkable in the Maximoff household, so Wanda and the twins decided to teach you about Christmas by selecting a couple of movies you were sure to enjoy. 

“I can't believe you don't celebrate Christmas.” Wanda was fixing the mugs on a tray, selecting the smallest marshmallows. 

You rolled your eyes smiling, “it was not a huge holiday for us, decorations and trees and everything else was not something we did.”

“Any reason at all?” Wanda asked curiously, you shrugged helping her out with the chocolate. 

“Not really, my dad was not the religious kind, and while I always received gifts on Christmas Eve well…He and mom enjoyed taking us out to see the lights and decorations everywhere instead of staying home.” You tilted your head in contemplation, “you know? Sometimes we were not at home, so I guess they didn't thought it make sense to decorate if we were not going to be there to enjoy.”

Wanda placed her hands on the counter, her brows knitted together while she mused over your words. She could see the topic was not something you feel entirely comfortable with, but there was nothing but honesty behind your words. With a surge of courage running through her veins she made her way to you. You tilted your head placing your hands around her waist while she placed hers on the back of your neck pressing her body closer to yours. 

“Well, we do like to celebrate Christmas here, so as long as you are…” here Wanda trailed off, her face completely red while her eyes locked warmly with yours, “as long as you are here, I will make sure you get the spirit of Christmas decorations.”

You chuckled closing the space between the both of you, you drank in the soft sigh leaving Wanda's lips while her fingers played with he baby hair at the nape of your neck. 

“I think you are a little late for decorations, then.” You whispered against her lips. “Christmas is a week away.”

“Hence, movie night.” Wanda explained nuzzling her nose against yours, she closed her eyes softly with a tiny smile decorating her features. “We could always try it out next week, and invite Kate and America over.”

“Now, that would be fantastic.” You pulled Wanda towards you teasing her with a brush of your lips, your fingers tracing circles on her skin, your hands finding a spot under her sweater. 

“I can't…”

“Mom!” 

Wanda jumped out of your arms so fast she crashed against the closest wall hitting her head. You hit your back against the counter while Tommy and Billy stood innocently at the entrance of the kitchen, both boys frowned confusedly while Wanda massaged the back of her head and you stood frozen on the spot. 

“Tommy!” Wanda rushed to them trying to hide her blush and the guiltiness shinning in her eyes. 

“Mom, can we have the chocolate now?” Tommy asked glancing at the mugs. 

“I want to see the movie,” Billy pouted narrowing his eyes at you before turning to Wanda, “you're too slow.”

You chuckled behind Wanda hearing the sputtering and the stutter of an explanation before you clapped your hands. Wanda closed her eyes mortified when she felt your hand on her lower back her body reacting to your touch by leaning in. 

“We're sorry, guys. Mommy,” you started leaning closer to Wanda who shiver under your voice, “was explaining to me how you guys used to decorate and we were talking about getting some decorations for Christmas next week.”

Billy and Tommy lit up at this, they turned to you the to Wanda. The excitement was quite evident, and you could tell for the kids this time of the year was really important. 

“Really, mom? Can we make the tree and… And the socks?” Billy asked smiling. 

“Yes, of course, baby.” Wanda softened hearing the excited chatter of her boys as they went back to their spots on the living room. 

A shadow of the past crossed Wanda's face for a moment, you approached her placing two fingers under her chin tenderly. 

“Hey, are you okay?”

She nodded though her face never changed, and the shadows turned into a souless stare. You cupped her cheek leaning over while placing a kiss on her forehead. 

“Christmas was a time of joy, and gifts for them.” Wanda mumbled shivering under the weight of her memories. 

“Was it?” You asked, and Wanda let out a bitter smile. 

“It was the only time he was nice with them.”

You didn't need to ask who she was referring to, your face hardened and Wanda could see the subtly change in you stance. She leaned in placing a kiss on your lips. 

“It's just a bad memory.” She whispered trying to shake away those thoughts, you stopped her putting her closer to you. 

“Was he…” the question was at the tip of your tongue, Wanda looked away. 

“I'm divorcing him, Y/N, he is no longer part mine or my children's life.” 

Wanda said this with a conviction that surprised you, the young woman was looking g resolute and she was easing out your worries as much as she was comforting herself with the reality she was living at the moment. You were curious about the whole business, but seeing how Wanda was shaken out by the conversation you decided there would be time for that conversation at another time. 

“Then let's make you and the twins happy, shall we?”

Wanda broke into an easy smile, nodding while you went for the tray and got the chocolate mugs in there. Soon the four of you were sitting on the sofa and the chairs watching one of the Christmas movies selected by the twins. 

You heard the excited chatter coming from Billy and Tommy that decided to explain the movie to you while laughing. At some point during the afternoon, Wanda found a spot between your legs resting her back against your chesther head falling comfortably on your shoulder snuggling closer into your embrace while answering her children's questions. You nuzzled her hair and face, your eyes falling from time to time on the little forms of the twins that took this sudden changed as something familiar. Only Billy would gave you a light glare from time to time, only to be eased out by his brother and his mom. 

Wanda fluttered her eyes open, the screen was showing the options for the movie you just watched. The room was silent, with Billy and Tommy snuggled up on the sofa fast asleep. The young woman stirred letting out a sight when she felt your hands wrapping protectively around her mid section. 

When Wanda tilted her head up she could see you were asleep. Your mouth slightly open in a position that would certainly give you beckpain at some point.

“Hey, love,” Wanda caressed your face trying to wake you up, the loving term leaving her lips without her notice, “love, time to wake up, you're going to hurt your neck.”

You groaned wrapping your arms around her, she yelped falling right on top of you while you grunted opening your eyes to see Wanda completely red in the face with her body pressed against yours. 

“What time is it?”

“Time to wake up and let me up?” Wanda struggled pressing her hands on your shoulders ready to stand up, you chuckled helping her up while following soon after. 

“God, my neck.”

Wanda chucked, turning off the TV, she hesitated before standing behind you and allowing sweet messages on your shoulders up to your neck. 

“You fell asleep in a very uncomfortable position,” Wanda leaned to the side, her eyes drifting from you back to the twins. 

“But it was worth it if I got a chance to sleep with you.” You turned all of a sudden letting your arms sneak around the woman's midsection bringing your lips to hers. 

Wanda gasped giving into the kiss until she remembered her sons sleeping so close by. She was still trembling, gaze glazed over while her lips couldn't stop the smile from decorating her features. You returned the gesture, but understanding her hesitation you stepped back. 

“I'm sorry, they…”

You nodded, “I know, and I understand. Let me help you put them to bed and I'll be out.”

You turned around surprised at the fingertips caressing the back of your hand. Wanda stood there, biting her lower lip with her brows knitted together. 

“Are you leaving so soon? I'm still trying to figure out some things, Billy and Tommy…”

Her words surprised you even more, you tilted your head turning to face Wanda hearing her explanations, the nervous tapping of her fingers while the doubt filling up her eyes. You knew even though the boys had seen you that morning in Wanda's bedroom, and they had known something was up, they were still in the dark about their mother entering a new relationship, trying to navigate strange waters. And Wanda found herself torn in pieces because of this, because of her need to want to be with you, or the fluttering of her heart when she kissed you. She was just trying to live the day by day while also holding onto you, and it was scary and messy. 

You let your body relax, your lips breaking into a half smile. 

“Wands, if you want, I can stay,” you kept your distance but never let go of her hand, “I know you need to talk to them, and that for now it would be better if they don't catch us, and I can wait.”

“Why?” The question left Wanda before she could stop it, you sighed snorting while shrugging your shoulders. 

“I just think you are worth the wait, and wouldn't it be amazing to discover how amazing we could be together? As a family?”

 Wanda didn't have any words after such a declaration, but you stopped whatever she could say was stopped by you leaning in to kiss her cheek. 

“You, Billy, Tommy America and I…I just think, how crazy would it be if everything fits in the end?” You leaned back winking at Wanda. “So, I'm willing to wait and to try.”

Wanda pressed her lips together, her heart fluttering in her chest while her soul melted under your words. Wanda was certain that never before had she experienced the overwhelming emotions you woke in her. For the very first time she felt safe, and she even dared to say loved: and this new experience scared her, but excited her all the same. Whatever happened, Wanda Maximoff knew that you were already taking a special spot in her heart, and it would be a matter of time for Wanda to give in and fall in love with you. 

“You can help me with Tommy and I take care of Billy.” Wanda said as an answer to your words, you nodded happily leading the way to where the twins were fast asleep.

In the end, both of you decided that the best option was for you to go back home. America was waiting for you, and you had spent so much time out that you had missed the time alone with your sister a of late. Wanda for her part was also exited about the random invitation she had received from Natasha and Maria to spend Sunday with them; the new friendships she had started building were something Wanda was dying to cultivate and thus, the decision was easy just like that.

The goodbye came along with a kiss, and Wanda linger in your embrace long enough to offer you the sweetest of smiles that you treasured that night just before going to sleep.

The future look brighter, and the new year approaching offered just the best of possibilities to you and her. What could possibly go wrong?

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He remembered the first time his eyes fell upon Wanda Maximoff.

She was standing in the shadows during one of the meetings his father held at home to gather some business partners. Jarvis had always been taught the right ways to make business, and his father had set his eyes on a recently arrived man from Sokovia that brough great money and new opportunities to get connections.

She was shy, quiet, and almost invisible standing behind her mother while letting her green eyes wandered around the room. Jarvis felt attracted to her, and the moment he started speaking to her he found himself drawn to the girl.

It was easy to path the way to her and actually get what he wanted.

His father was happy to make the deal, and her father was happier knowing he not only got himself a pretty sweet deal but someone to take his daughter off of his hands. His attention to the oldest sibling, Pietro, who had a brilliant future as a sports prodigy.

As time passed by, Jarvis knew he had a long road ahead of himself, trying to shake off the idea of studying and having a job inside Wanda’s mind was not easier, more so if her mother encouraged her to be one of those filthy harlots that thought themselves above men. But Jarvis had been taught patience, and he waited while working on Wanda getting her away from her mother first, then her brother…

And then, something magical, something amazing and beautiful happened.

Pietro and his mother died.

An unfortunate accident, but enough to finally get Wanda under his full control.

Jarvis tried to really get Wanda into the right path, to be the loving and just husband she didn’t deserved, but the young woman had always been stubborn and quite impossible. He had taught her the hard way, the soft way, how she should behave and while it did work for a while, well…Jarvis thought having brats would make it easier but if anything, it made her impossible to deal with.

Even in sex, Wanda was not even good at, and having to go with someone that struggled far too much lost its charm after a while.

Still, Wanda was his.

He had the paperwork that placed her under his property, under his name, and thus the woman and those children were his.

The beep coming from the computer broke his concentration, Jarvis lifted his eyes to see the files had finally been transfer to the USB he brought with him. He smirked. This company had enough material that he could sell in the black market, but he already had a couple of buyers that were trying to get their hands on nanotechnology and biotechnology for military applications.

Jarvis would be more than happy to have the change to destroy Y/N Y/L/N.

The memory of your filthy hands on Wanda, of her behaving like a slut clinging to you while kissing you. Jarvis clenched his fists closed; he knew Wanda was broken. H thought he had forced that sin out of her after so many nights together, after breeding her…but of course, once rotten…

Jarvis took a deep breath.

He had everything planned out already, it was a matter of time.

One more week, and he would be able to not only destroy you and your company, but also get what was his under his control once more.

He smirked, the bluish light coming from the computer reflecting on his face; one more week, and he would have his family with him once more, and then everything would be over.

The light disappeared leaving the room in complete darkness, Jarvis stood up and left the office humming to himself a familiar song while his fingertips tapped fast on the screen of his phone.

I have the files, there is only one more set of blueprints and this will be over. Do you have something for me?

They’re visiting Santa at the mall. She is not alone, of course, it seems her lover is everything you are not.

Jarvis narrowed his eyes, almost broking the phone and losing his footing when Agatha sent over a picture of Wanda and the twins, right beside her smiling face was Y/N standing contently with her hands on her waist. Jarvis scowled shaking his head while returning to the keypad.

Find out when would be the best time for me to pay them a visit, Agatha. I would like nothing more than to give my wife and my children a visit they won’t forget.

I will, don’t worry. But I expect my reward once I’m home…I can barely wait to have you inside me…

Jarvis chuckled darkly closing the phone and entering the lift.

He smirked once more, though his face was a mask of pure rage.

Soon.

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Christmas Eve was just three days away.

Wanda and Kate had made it their task to bring over the joy of the season by taking you and America down to the mall to get some decorations while also picking up a tree. The last week had been strange to say the least; you and Wanda started getting closer while also spending time with your family and friends. It was strange, at first.

You longed to be beside Wanda, to perhaps grab her hand in yours and take her on dates and spend the nights with her. You yearned for Wanda, and whenever you two were alone you could tell the other woman felt the same. But there was something stopping you and her.

It was not that difficult to discover what it was, Wanda was not only afraid of the relationship but also about her children’s reaction and you being a woman. For her it was quite evident everything was new, and while sometimes you wished it was easier, you were quite ready to wait for her.

So, for the best part of the week you two had spent some quality time with friends and family, and just give one another a couple of minutes or hours at night to just talk and continue with the routine you had stablished before Winter break.

“I think we can get the tree from the emporium right around the corner from Olympia.” Kate put a hand on her chin, her eyes narrowed while she counted her options out loud.

Wanda grabbed some lights nodding in agreement, her brows knitting together while facing Kate.

“I didn’t know there was one nearby.”

“Oh, you know? It’s only for the season, usually they have a parking lot there.” Kate grinned when her eyes caught sight of America, Billy, Tommy and Y/N walking towards them.

“So, Professor…”

“Wanda, please, we’re not in school at the moment, Kate.” Wanda offered a half smile to the young woman who smiled pleased.

“Well, Wanda, you and Y/N,” Wanda tensed lightly her smile dropping into a nervous grimace, “are you guys dating or something?”

Wanda grabbed a couple of lights, turning to the group before facing Kate.

“I think we are trying yes, are you dating America?”

“Finally! God, those two are almost impossible to get, but once you do, they can be the best thing that had happened to you.” Kate then stepped forward leaving a thoughtful Wanda behind.

America lifted her hands, both of them carrying two ice cream cones.

“I think I got the right flavour, but if I did not you can have mine.” America blushed hard when Kate came over to kiss her hard on the lips before taking one of the cones.

“Don’t worry, baby, whatever you choose I bet I would love it.”

Billy and Tommy made faces, putting their hands on their mouths to cover the giggles. Kate smirked satisfied at leaving her girlfriend dumbstruck, you rolled your eyes extending the cup to Wanda.

“I got you Jazmin tea, honey, no milk, right?” You offered the other woman a teasing smile, Wanda grabbed the cup letting her fingertips brushed against yours.

“Thank you, that’s perfect.”

America and Kate watched the interaction a little confused, though Tommy and Billy had also paid close attention to what was happening. Billy frowned crossing his arms while never taking his eyes off of you. Wanda bit her lower lip and then, all of a sudden, leaned in to kiss your cheek.

“Thank you.” She repeated, you grinned at her winking the moment however was broken by Billy who decided to get in the way pushing you away while standing in front of his mom.

“Mom! I wanna go home!” Billy stomped his foot down glaring at Wanda then at you crossing his arms while pouting.

You could tell Wanda was really shocked by this reaction, but in all fairness, you had guessed this would happen sooner or later. It had been not a secret for the best part of the week, that Billy Maximoff did not seem overly found of the closeness you shared with his mom. You had decided to not get in the way on how Wanda talked to her children, and you knew this conversation was something they should deal with but you couldn’t help it when you saw the hurt crossed Wanda’s eyes at the outburst and the glare Billy was sending her way.

“Hey, Billy, what do you say if we go see Santa and…”

“SANTA DOESN’T EXIT! YOU…YOU DOOFUS!”

“Billy!”

Billy opened his eyes wide shocked at his scream, Tommy stepped back hiding himself behind America and Wanda just stood there frozen. Billy’s lower lip quivered and he just took off down the hall towards the exit of the shop.

Wanda lifted her eyes at you, and you nodded to her.

“Go, I’ll stay with Tommy.”

Wanda went after her son without looking back, her heart hammering against her chest at the sudden flashback she got from those times Vision would scream at her and the twins. Tommy shifted glancing back at his mom, before going to you and hugging you tightly.

“You’re not a doofus, Y/N.” You knelt ruffling Tommy’s hair.

“I know, Tommy, don’t’ worry.” You softened lightly when you realized this outburst had affected greatly the other boy.

“Santa is not real, but that’s okay…” Tommy shrugged hugging you tightly. “You’re the best gift mommy could have.”

You frowned though you returned the hug, America and Kate glanced at one another wincing when you sent an inquisitive stare their way.

“Thank you, Tommy.” You leaned back tilting your head, “what do you say if we go to Santa either way? I’m pretty sure that out there, somewhere, the real Santa can hear you out and perhaps we can ask for a nice gift for Christmas.”

Tommy crunched up his nose, his eyes narrowed before he shrugged nodding.

“Okay.”

You chuckled grabbing his hand in yours, “then, Kate, America lead the way, we’re going to see Santa!”

*****

Wanda caught up with Billy just right around the corner leading to the bathroom.

Billy was sobbing pressing his arm on his face, the tears rolling down his cheeks hiccupping. Wanda dropped to her knees, her own tears glistening in her eyes. She didn’t know what the scene was about, but she knew there was something bothering Billy greatly, and his reaction had scared him as much as it had scared Wanda.

“Billy?” She asked tentatively, a hand placing itself on his shoulder.

Wanda gasped almost falling over when Billy wrapped his arms around her crying against her shoulder. It broke her heart to see just how hurt he was, how much he was feeling at the moment without being completely sure as to why he was experimenting those emotions. The young woman picked him up in her arms and took him inside the hall leading to the restrooms, never stopping the waved of comforting words from leaving her lips.

The bathroom was empty, Wanda took Billy to the counter sitting him down while going over for some paper towels to clean him up. 

The boy was sulking, his arms crossed while the tears rolled down his cheeks, some snot coming out that he kept sniffling. Wanda couldn't keep the frown off her face, she was still wondering what had actually happened to make her son react in such a way. Wanda hated how alike Vision he had been at that moment, and watching him right now only made Wanda think that she wasn't the only one in need of therapy. 

“Let me clean this up,” she smiled, drying the tears tenderly, her own eyes gleaming with unshed tears, “and here, you can blow your nose.”

Billy winced, dropping his stare when Wanda poked his nose. The young woman sighed, she opened the tap washing her hands while taking a couple of paper towels to the water. She lifted Billy's face, never missing the chance to smile reassuringly to her son. 

“Now, you want to tell me what happened?”

Her words were soothing, more like a concern inquiry than a reproach. Billy winced, his lips quivering just as he tightened the hold of his arms around himself. Wanda didn't press the matter, making sure to freshen up Billy's face while cleaning him softly. 

“Is it me? Perhaps, Tommy?” Wanda kept her questions casual, as if she was just naming people as they came in her mind. “America? Or, Y/N?”

The boy tensed, lifting his face to glance at Wanda in the eye. Wanda could feel her heart shattering, a revolting emotion twisting her stomach as her son looked away pouting. 

“You don't… You don't like her?”

She held her breath waiting for an answer. Her heart fluttered with Hope to get a negative answer from her son; when she left Vision she promised herself to put her children first and her own needs, fears and wants, on the background. She would never submit her children to an abusive relationship, or to someone that might hurt them or might make them feel uncomfortable. That was the reason she had held back with you, she knew what she was feeling with you was something she had yearn but her children came first. And she loved you even more for understanding. 

“I don't want mommy and Tommy hurt.” Billy whispered, dropping his arms down, he lowered his face sniffling some more. 

“Oh, baby,”  Wanda hugged him tightly, and after a moment of hesitation Billy hugged her back, “I would never let anyone hurt me or you or Tommy ever again.”

She leaned back offering a soft smile, her eyes seeking out those of Billy. 

“You and Tommy are my main concern, if you think Y/N is hurting me…”

Billy shook his head frowning, he opened his mouth before closing it again. Wanda waited until the young boy spoke. 

“You were happy with daddy.” He mumbled, Wanda's blood ran cold and she tried to hold back her expressions thinking how to continue with the conversation. 

“Do you miss daddy?” Wanda winced at the last word, Billy scrunched up his nose shaking his head. 

“No! Daddy hurt you and Tommy and me! But he made you happy and then…”

Wanda knew right there and then that her children had seen enough to take upon their shoulders a responsibility that was not theirs. She knew they had heard them, she knew at some point they had seen Vision hurting her as much as they had heard the words and insults he screamed at her; but Wanda thought, quite naively, that her children had not been completely aware of this. 

Now that she was at the gates of a new relationship, of finding someone nice and loving and someone she was dying to give a chance to, their fears of history repeating itself came into play.

“Do you think Y/N is capable of hurting me or you or your brother?”

Billy opened his eyes at such a question, and his first instinct was to shake his head until he just stopped and shrugged. If he were to contemplate the last couple of days and weeks, he would have to say no. She had taken care of Tommy when he was sick, and she made Wanda smile, she made Wanda laugh and relax and be so happy that Billy had been bothered about it at some point. He had been waiting for the screams, and the punches, and the tears…but they never came, and then…today, mommy had kissed Y/N and Billy had been afraid. What if they kiss and then everything changes? Billy had seen how daddy kissed mommy and then he would start teaching her a lesson; how they had been a happy family only to go back home and be afraid all over again.

But you…

“No.” Billy answered softly, then he shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“Oh, Billy, I know that we have had a rough experience before,” Wanda reasoned, cupping her child’s face in her hands, “that won’t happen ever again, I promise.”

Billy nodded believing her words, he chewed on his lip before asking in the same soft voice.

“Do you like Y/N?” Billy gauged his mother’s expression, his words piling up in his mouth, “Balder said you like her and that soon you will kiss like Kate and America, and that will be so gross, but it’s what mommys and daddys do when they love each other but you will be a mommy and Y/N would be a step-mother, and we have to make sure she is not like Cinderella or Snow White’s step-mother…”

Wanda stood there gaping at her son, her cheeks tingling with the blush forming around her face while her heart skipped several beats at such detailed explanation. She certainly needed to have a serious conversation with Loki and Balder’s education. Billy sat there narrowing his eyes at his mom waiting for an answer that Wanda was trying to organise internally. 

“Okay, I…I like her, Billy, and I like her a lot.” Wanda started measuring her words to make sure Billy understood, the boy tilted his head with his eyes gleaming strangely at her, “she makes me happy, and we decide to just see what happens, but for now she is just…”

Wanda trailed off not knowing how to put into words what she wanted to convey, Billy furrowed his brows helping his mother who was having some difficulty in talking.

“Girlfriend? Like Kate and America?” Wanda closed her eyes, mortified, before nodding.

“Yes, she is not…I mean, stepmother is such a strong word, right now I just…” Wanda let out a heavy sigh placing her hand on top of Billy’s head. “Do you like her?”

Billy pressed his lips together; it took him a minute to answer but when he did a weight lifted from Wanda’s shoulders.

“I do. She makes you so happy.” Billy then threw himself into Wanda’s arms, “I love you, mommy, I’m sorry I screamed at you.”

“It’s okay, baby, everything is going to be fine.”

___________

The line to meet with Santa was a long one.

You lifted your face to see Wanda coming closer, Billy holding her hand tightly while smiling at her. Wanda sensed your eyes on her, she lifted her face and soon found the comfort of your stare on her; you raised a brow in a silent question the other woman understood perfectly, she nodded and Billy furrowing his brows followed the line of vision of his mom to you. He hesitated but soon went to Tommy hugging him tightly.

“Are you alright?” You kept your distance, though your tone of voice dripped with concern that Wanda found endearing.

“I am.” She then stepped closer wrapping her arms around you, her body relaxed when you returned the hug though you couldn’t keep away the confusion of this sudden reaction.

America centred her attention on the twins, Billy was still serious but Tommy was smiling happily while dragging his brother away with the stories he just heard from you about Santa and his secret allies that helped him make wishes come true.

“It seems everything is alright now.” Kate whispered, America shrugged turning to where you and Wanda were still pretty closed.

“Seems that way.” Kate pecked her on the nose winking at her.

“Come, I think they need an alone time and we can watch over the twins.”

You closed your eyes for a moment, the weight of Wanda in your arms soothing whatever worries you had sewn the moment she went after Billy. It was a moment of only the both of you, with the laughter and conversation of people happening around, she leaned back offering you the most beautiful smile she could put on at the moment.

“Everything alright?” You asked brushing her hair out of her face, she nodded leaning in to place a peck on your lips.

This made you opened your eyes, you glanced at the twins then back at her, but Wanda didn’t move an inch away from you nor did she shy away from the kiss.

“Everything alright.” Wanda offered you a pearly smile, her eyes dropping to your lips then back to your eyes. “What do you say if we go get that tree and, if you’re not averse to the idea, we can decorate your home? I mean, I don’t want to pretend…”

“I would love to spend Christmas with you, and the twins.” You returned the smile, tilting your head you could see everyone discussing right at the end of the line. “So, they really don’t’ believe in Santa?”

Wanda winced shrugging, “their father…he beat it out of them.”

She was afraid of looking into your face, and when she did she could see the silent anger going through your expression. The change in your eyes, and the tension building up in your muscles your jawline clenched tightly and your hold on her tightened into a protective stance.

“He…He beat it out?” Your voice was cold, and it sent a shiver of fear down Wanda’s back.

She stepped back not liking the sensation, she merely nodded and you took a deep breath to tried and keep under control your emotions. You stepped closer to her, tilting your head to capture her eyes in yours.

“Did he do something else?”

Wanda offered a bitter smile, her arms around herself and you knew your reaction was not the best to reassure her about your feelings for her or the information she shared with you. You let out a heavy sigh, putting a hand on your head before relaxing your expression.

“A lot of things but, it’s not important now,” Wanda hoped this could at least give you some light of what she had lived before, on why her children had been so introvert at the beginning and why Billy was so overprotective of her and Tommy.

You opened your mouth but didn’t know what to say, the words did not come as easily as you expect them to. Wanda waited for a reaction, for you to say that you couldn’t continue with the relationship, or that you really didn’t want to get into something so mess up. What was worse, she was waiting for you to ask for details, to feed on the stories of a past she wanted to forget.

She closed her eyes melting under the kiss you pressed on her forehead.

“Whenever you are ready,” your lips lingered for just a couple of minutes more, “I know it may not be a lot but, I won’t let anything bad happen to you, to Billy and Tommy.”

“I know.” Wanda whispered back grabbing your hand and squeezing comfortingly, “now, about that tree and that Christmas decorations…”

You chuckled winking at her, “okay then, let’s go!”

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The last couple of days had been a complete rollercoaster for you and America.

It had been so long since the both of you enjoyed the family festivities you had almost forgotten about the family and friends you two had out there. Stephen and Christine had prepared a little gathering for New Year, once they heard of you and America decorating your home they decided it was time to continue with the traditions.

“It’s just a light dinner, everyone is going to be there and you can bring a plus one.” Christine winked at you while nodding towards Wanda who was laughing at Stephen while the twins, America and Kate worked on the decorations on the tree.

“Gods, you guys are not gonna let me life this down, are you?”

“Nope, and you better get used to it, missy.” Christine placed her hand on top of yours softening while offering you her motherly smile. “You look happy, and this woman and her children they had come into your life at the right time.”

“They are amazing, you know?”

“I know.” Christine took another sip from her chocolate, “I know you want to spend Christmas with them, so that’s why I told Stephen we could change our plans this year for New Year’s Eve.”

“You guys are awesome, I think we will do it, I know America misses you and your food and I guess…well, it has been a while.”

“Exactly! You won’t regret it and if, by any chance you can’t get back we still have your old room fixed.”

“Oh, you haven’t changed it into a gym?”

Christine chuckled winking at you before standing up, “Stephen tried to make it into one, I didn’t allow it.”

You laughed shaking your head while putting the dishes on the dishwasher. Christine joined in the fun in the living room, she commanded Stephen to bring in the gifts they had brought and the twins soon lit up at the word gifts. Wanda winced trying to placate them and not let them get their hopes up.

“Guys, I think they are referring to the gifts for America and Y/N…”

“You are wrong, Mrs, Maximoff.” Stephen interrupted offering a half smile, “we brought gifts for everyone, I will be right back, dear. America can you help me out?”

Wanda blinked in confusion, something that Christine soon waved away.

“Oh, Wanda, you and the boys are family, of course we brought gifts for everyone. Even Kate.”

Kate perked up at the mention of her name, “really?”

“Oh, dear, after you and America were pinning for one another all these years, it was the least we could do.”

Kate rolled her eyes hiding away her flustered cheeks, soon Stephen came in with many packages and America following behind with some boxes. You stood in the distance, enjoying the scene developing in front of your eyes.

Your family was represented in all the people gathered in your living room, the sound of laughter and conversation reached out to you while the kitchen filled with the smell of food. You never thought after so many things happening in your life, that you would spend Christmas with a woman and her kids.

Wanda Maximoff had become the light of your life lately.

Her green eyes, and her beautiful smiled was something you treasured every day. The story about her past, and the fears about the present and the future was something you wished to soothe out. The young woman stood up trying to calm her children when those beautiful green eyes found yours across the room. Her smile never faltered, and you melted into the sight while patting the spot right beside you. She chewed on her lower lip flirty, tilting her head while letting go of the lost fight with the twins and joining you in the kitchen.

The kiss, as always, made your heart fluttered in your chest.

After that visit to the mall, Wanda became more open in her demonstrations of affection towards you. It was as if everything around you and the family eased out, and now there was nothing more than to keep building up the relationship you had with the redhead.

“So, what do you think about Christmas now, missy?” She waved her index finger at you, a faux frown of reproach adorning her forehead.

“I think I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world as long as it is with you.” You smirked, but Wanda rolled her eyes stepping back.

“You’re such a sweet talker.”

You chuckled wrapping your arms around her placing your chin on her shoulders while looking into the living room.

“You fell for the sweet talking I did.” Wanda tensed lightly, her smile never faltering.

“I think that I’m still a work in progress.”

You laughed shaking your head, “if you say so.”

“I know so.” Wanda turned in your arms softening slightly.

“I have something for you, but I don’t want to wait for tradition.” Your words piled out one after the other, Wanda shot her eyebrows up into her hairline surprised by your words.

“You do?”

“Yeah, I just…” You smiled sheepishly scratching the back of your neck, “I saw it and made me think of you.”

Wanda placed her left hand on her right elbow, she cocked her head with a tender smile drawn on her lips.

“I got you something as well, just…” She then smirked, “I do want to wait for tradition.”

You huffed tickling her until she was against the counter giggling trying to sweep your hands away from her.

“Come on! I want my gift!”

She ran as soon as she could, almost bumping against Tommy who had a set of Jurassic Park Lego on his hands. Wanda blushed when her son frowned grabbing the set tightly, you chuckled behind her shaking your head while kneeling in front of Tommy.

“Tsk, Wands, really if you want your gift so much I could tell America or Billy to bring it over, right Tommy?”

“Yes, mommy, look! Mr. Strange let me open mine!” Tommy lifted the set grinning, “if you ask Y/N nicely she may let you open yours.”

You laughed falling on your ass when Wanda pushed you playfully she ruffled Tommy’s hair ignoring the confused frown he was still wearing.

“That’s so nice, sweetie, what else did you got? What did Billy get?”

“Oh, he got one from Harry Potter!”

The rest of the afternoon went by with laughter, conversations, and a nice dinner.

Stephen and Christine soon discovered the changes happening around you and America, how your lives were completely different to what they were more than a year ago. The memory of your parents was still present, but you did not carry with the responsibilities as if it was a burden imposed to you but as something you were ready to take upon yourself.

You were finally happy.

And America was finally able to relax a little.

Stephen wouldn’t say it was all thanks to Wanda, but he certainly would say her sudden apparition in your life was a great factor on what you had changed in your life. The man was really happy, and finally he could put at rest his worries about you and America and go back to his best friend to tell him his daughters would be okay.

Christine grasped his hand under the table, she offered a confident smile that Strange returned nodding briefly.

“Well, I guess the time has come for us to go back.”

“What? Why?” America lowered her eyes to the watch on her wrist wincing. “Oh, I see.”

“Don’t worry, kiddo, you and Christine already got that shopping date on, right?” Stephen stood up wrapping his arms around America.

“Well, yeah, that’s true.”

“And you guys still have to go to the New Year’s Party.” Christine left no room for argument, her stern glance went from America to Kate, then to Wanda and finally to you, “it has been so long since the whole team was together, I think it is only fair if we do it this year.”

“I know, I know, don’t worry, we will be there.”

You went to say goodbye to Stephen, the man offering something to you while speaking in hush words. Wanda sensed someone behind her, and here stood Christine with her eyes softened by the sight.

“She has been through a lot, Wanda.”

“So I heard.” Wanda shifted nervously under the stare of Christine; the old woman pressed her lips together before speaking again.

“For what I heard, you have done so as well,” Wanda opened her mouth to speak but Christine shook her head, “no, there is no need to say anything. I just want a few words with you, if you allow me.”

“Sure.”

It was not as if she had any said in the matter, the woman standing before her while gently, kind and completely easy-going was in all reality a force to be reckon with. She had been the director of the paediatric department back in the Stark Hospitals ever since she finished her master’s degree, and her knowledge as well as her iron determination earned him the love of her patients, friends and family. Wanda had seen and heard the affection in you and America whenever talking about the woman, and she also knew that in the absence of your family she and Stephen were the closest thing to parents you had in your life.

The night was freezing with just a few snowflakes falling to the ground.

Inside there was no longer any sound, the twins were about ready to drop on the floor and Kate and America were helping around the house to clean up everything.

“Y/N and America are the closest people I have to me, the ones I dare to call my children,” Christine started never bothering to explain how she and Stephen never got a chance to have children but how they had fallen in love with you two and with Morgan, and with all the children their friends had.

“And when their parents died, they had some rough months in which their roles changed.” Christine snorted lowering her gaze to the ground, “America has always been the mature, responsible one, while Y/N has always been the heart and the determination in the family. She sacrificed herself in order to give America happiness while also keeping up the dream of her parents. That’s why she took the position as a CEO in the Alchemax Industries..”

“I heard something about it,” Wanda shivered under the cold, but her eyes never left the form of Christine, “she really is something else, and I found myself…attracted to her.”

“I know.” Christine’s lips quirk upwards, “I know you like her, and I dare to say love her. She deserves happiness, as much as you and you boys do, so my only advice is to always be honest with one another, and don’t break her heart. She may not look like it, but she really is as soft as a marshmallow and she loves without thinking of the consequences.”

Wanda knitted her brows together, dropping her glance for a moment.

“I don’t want to hurt her.”

“I’m glad you two are taking things slowly, and if you allow me to say it, she really is very lucky to have someone like you.” Christine winked at a surprised Wanda, she relaxed under the woman’s gaze. “Take your time you two, get to know one another and…well, perhaps in a year’s time we will talk about this moment again, and you two would be a real family.”

Wanda’s heart leap at those words, her image brought right away an scene in which you two were sharing a bed, with the twins sleeping down the hall, and America right next to them. Family dinners, and family outings and in all of them Wanda was smiling longside you with her children and America in the background.

It was a beautiful dream.

“Just a word of advice, if you want it, fight for it, dream it and ask for it…in the end you will get what you desire, but don’t forget that it is not by magic that it comes to you, it si with perseverance, hard work, and good communication.”

“I won’t forget, thank you, Christine.” Wanda stepped forward hugging the woman, Chrstine smiled hugging her back.

“No, thank you Wanda, for loving my children.”

Wanda melted under those words, her first thoughts went directly to you, the one that had done nothing but love hers since the first day.

______________________

Billy and Tommy had fallen asleep as soon as the clock struck 11PM.

You stirred on the spot on the sofa, your gaze Fallin on America and Kate that were snuggled up together on one of the chairs. You smiled at the sight, America looked happy with her arms wrapped protectively around Kate. They really made a cute couple, with America being a dreamer, determined and at times stubborn having someone like Kate who was easygoing, bubbly and calm was like a combination mdenin heaven. 

You really wished all the happiness America could get out of that relationship. Your mind soon drifted to the woman in your arms, Wanda was snoring lightly snuggled closer to your body. You sighed contentedly wrapping your arms tightly around her while pressing a kiss to her forehead. 

When you started the new year, you never hoped or even dreamed about entering into a relationship or even getting to know someone like Wanda. It was not in your plans, and coming across her in that supermarket marked the beginning of a new chapter in your life. 

Your heart fluttered tightly, sending shivers of need all through your body. The wave of affection that came through your body changed slowly to a form of deep love for Wanda Maximoff and those kids that were sleeping in your room. 

You brushed her hair, wondering what would happen next. If perhaps Wanda was experimenting the same wave of emotions you were going through. Wanda stirred in your arms, her face lifting lightly nuzzling your neck while her eyelids opens slowly. 

“What time is it?”

“I think it is past midnight.” You answered amusedly when the young woman sat up and leaned lazily to place a kiss on your lips. 

“Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, love.”

Wanda smiled brightly at you, dipping her face bashfully before standing up. She stretched out, glancing around until her eyes fell upon America and Kate that were happily sleeping on the other sofa. 

“They look cute.”

“They do.” You agreed following Wanda who had stretched her hand towards you. 

“Come I'm going to give you your gift.”

“Really?” You smiled happily with Wanda dragging you right behind her. 

“Yes, but only because I want to see mine.”

“Of course, you do.”

The house was dark, and there was really no sound but that of your footsteps on the wooden floor. When you two reached the tree that Wanda had chosen and dressed herself with the help of the twins, the lights they had select gleamed in colours that brought a smile upon your face. The young woman knelt looking around until her hands found that middle size box she was looking for.

“I thought about this really hard, you know?” She stated grabbing the gift in her hands while looking at the tree, you approached her slowly seeing the lights of the tree shinning in her green eyes.

You sat right beside her, waiting with bouncing legs until she gave you the gift. Wanda snorted tilting her head while rolling her eyes.

“This year has been strange for me, you know?” Wanda had thought about this speech all night long, and even the moment she knew you had welcomed her inside your house and family. It was a speech she had prepared ever since that confrontation with America.

“I know. It has been a weird year for me too.”

Wanda sighed caressing the gift, her upper teeth playing with her lower lip.

“I never thought I would experiment these emotions I’m experiencing at the moment, you made me feel so much sometimes its overwhelming,” Wanda lifted her face to the ceiling, her voice soft and filled with unwavering emotion, “Whenever you’re close to me is as if my whole world is shaken and I feel safe.”

You couldn’t help the smile on your lips, Wanda chuckled taking your hands in hers.

“My marriage was full of abused and bad moments; I have to run from him because sooner or later he was going to destroy me and my children.” She waited patiently for the changes that were sure to come, she could feel the tension growing in your body, the trembling hand and the darkening of your eyes showing rage beyond anything Wanda had seen in you before.

“Wanda…” You tried to say something but she shook her head intertwining her fingers with yours.

“It’s in the past, and Natasha has been a great help, I just…”

“When you’re ready, love, I’ll be heard to listen to the complete story.” You lifted your free hand to clean up the tears Wanda was shocked to feel on her cheeks. “Are you alright?”

Wanda laughed humping so she could be closer to you, “I’m better now.”

You lifted her face, leaning in to kiss her slowly tenderly to show her what you could not put into words yet. How much you were starting to love her, the need she built up in you day by day. Wanda leaned into the kiss surrounding to your tenderness and teasing, her body melting right away giving in until breathing was necessary and the both of you parted ways only to press your forehead against hers.

“You have become a great part of my life, and my children love you and I just…” Wanda sighed, “I just hope I’m enough and that I won’t disappoint you.”

“Never, you are enough Wands, and I love them too.” You replied shying away for the real confession. “I am more than happy to be with you here, in this moment, in this place…Now, how about you give me my gift?”

Wanda laughed out loud shaking her head, she handled the box to you shaking her head amusedly.

“Here, I hope you like it.”

Wanda sat with her back completely stretch, she tapped with her fingers the floor you two were sitting on glancing at her gift and then at your face as you struggled with the enveloped and the box. Your heart hammered against your chest, trying hard to keep the moment professional and not as an anxious child that wanted his favourite toy to be inside. You opened it up and your breath caught in your throat.

Inside was a leather jacket all in black with silvery zipper and buttons around the sleeves. The sweet smell of the leather reached your nostrils, and when you touched the material you knew right away that this was an expensive gift coming from her. Wanda was licking her lips chewing on her cheek while waiting for your answer.

“Did you…Did you like it? I could always change it, and the lady at the store told me the size could fit you well but…”

Wanda trailed off feeling your lips on hers.

“It’s perfect.” You mumbled against her lips, “how did you know this was the one I wanted?”

“America.” Wanda replied shrugging, “I just wanted it to be special and well, this was what she wanted to give to you but I convince her to let me gift it to you instead.”

You chuckled putting it out of the box and admiring the handy work on the item.

“It’s beautiful, thank you.”

Wanda beamed proudly, she poked you on the side smiling happily at you.

“Now, what about mine?”

You laughed shaking your head, leaning in you looked for the small square box you had left there early on.

“This one I asked Tommy and Billy for.”

“You did?” Wanda looked shocked at this, you nodded presenting the item to her.

“They told me a story, about a Christmas, long ago.”

Wanda tensed up, her hands were trembling while grabbing the box. She didn’t dare to hope, and she certainly couldn’t look up to see your face. Your voice reached her out, and she was afraid to see what she would find there.

“Your brother, Pietro, and your mother.” You continued, “I remember you telling me about them, but never about this…so I just…”

Wanda couldn’t see clearly through her tears, her fingers trembling as she opened the wrapping and her breath caught in her throat when she found the velvety box under it.

Inside she found a single necklace with a single pendant in the form of a butterfly.

“Tommy said you lost it, and that it was something you liked a lot.”

In all honestly, the boy had mentioned Wanda lost the necklace after she and his father fought. Billy remembered it was something she always wore, and they even showed you a picture of the woman wearing it from an early age. Wanda caressed the necklace softly, her eyes welling up with unshed tears, disbelief filling up her heart when she lifted her eyes to face you.

“It´s beautiful.” She snorted wiping away her tears, “I wish I didn’t cry so much, I feel so foolish…”

“Nah, it’s okay, you know.” You smile sheepishly at her, Wanda presented the box to you the deep emotion she couldn’t hide after receiving the gift still shining on her face.

“My brother and I, we both had the same necklace. It was a gift from my mother.” Wanda softened her expression, putting the necklace out. “Butterflies were her favourite animals, it was her gift for us before leaving school.”

“She was a special woman.”

“She was, she loved me and Pietro so much…” Wanda trailed off furrowing her brows, “perhaps if she had been alive…”

Wanda sighed shrugging, “can you put it on me?”

“Sure, turn around.”

 Wanda turned around lifting her hair in a ponytail while presenting her neck to you. You shivered, your hand grabbing the necklace passing your hands around her neck and clasping together. Wanda left her hair fall, shivering while pressing her fingertips on the pendant.

You leaned forward, putting her hair away and placing soft kisses on the length of her neck. The young woman shivered tilting her head to the side, your hands sneaking around her midsection until you were holding her against you.

“Merry Christmas, Wanda.”

“Do you think we can stay like this for a moment?” She leaned back, closing her eyes for a moment.

“Sure.”

Wanda wrapped her hands around yours, letting out a heavy breath before speaking.

“I want to tell you how I got the necklace, and then how I lost you…I just…It is painful and I don’t want to…scare you.”

“You could never scare me, Wands.” You fixed your position on the floor so your back was resting against the sofa and Wanda rested between your open legs. “I would love to hear whatever you are ready to tell me, you know that.”

Wanda let her fingertip touch the butterfly once more, the pain of losing her brother still pulsating through her soul. But soon her words filled the space in the living room, and you were hearing her deepest memories of her family, her mother, her twin brother, and the shattering reality she had to suffer years later.

In all that time, your arms wrapped protectively around her, the rage you felt forgotten to give way to sooth her worries, and to promise her with whispered words that if she allowed it, you would protect her and the twins for as long as she wanted you.

And just like that, you and Wanda got the best Christmas ever.

The snow fell upon the land, and the darkness was completely forgotten.

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Next chapter: Vision gets his vengance, Reader and Wanda never got a chance to have a lone date, and Maria and Fury save the day.

#fanfic #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wandaxreader #female reader #imagine wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x female reader #reader #wanda fanfic #wanda maximoff au

[lej222]

ASLFUA ending theory

I’ve recently re-read this webtoon, along with the Korean raws, so there will be SPOILERS for those who are not up-to-date with it. I will also compare it the the Korean drama, 25 21, so if someone hasn’t watched it, please skip those sections. Thank you. :)

So, let’s start off by clarifying that I love After School Lessons for Unripe Apples. I adore the relationship between Cheol and Miae, and I love them both as characters. I need to address this here, because otherwise some might think this is a hate post. It is not. What I will conclude at the end of my post is my interpretation of how the story will end, and it is an objective conclusion, not my subjective feelings. Please understand before accusing me of favoring certain characters over others. 

This webtoon is very similar to the Korean hit-drama, 25 21 in many ways. They are both set in the same time period, they are about youth and friendship, and are centered around a boy and a girl and their blossoming relationship. The girl is positive about life, full of energy with an eccentric personality, while the boy is more cautious because of his own bad experiences in the past, and he starts to see the beauty of life again and be more himself after meeting the girl. Of course, these similarities are coincidental as we know that Unripe Apples was published before 25 21. At the beginning of 25 21, we get to know that the main characters are no longer together in the future. Despite hoping that the narrative will keep them together, we have to resign to the fact that the show will be about their youth and they will eventually get separated. Let’s not talk about how that happened, because the execution was quite clumsy, but the main idea is the following: two young people meet when they need each other the most at a certain point in their lives - they develop a friendship which later becomes romantic love - life and circumstances force them apart, and the love they shared will only be a memory while they experience new things. Now, let’s look at what we know about Aslfua:

In the second chapter of the webtoon, we are told that Cheol is someone Miae will never forget. This message is reinforced again in chapter 4, when they end up being in the same class. This leaves the readers wondering: why is the wording like this? In fact, the meaning is the same in the original Korean text. If Miae and Cheol get married one day, why are we told that she would never forget him? Because, if the foreshadowing is intentional, Miae and Cheol will one day part ways. I know that it is hard to imagine for us readers, who watch their story unfold in front of our very eyes, but this is a very likely outcome. From the very beginning, Cheol is introduced in every way as Miae’s first love. Miae often compares their moments together to the comic she reads, My First Love Next Door Is Number One. The comic is a blatant symbol of their relationship- they live next door, the main character is like Cheol, and he is the first love of the girl. The narrative keeps emphasizing when something significant happens, that Cheol and Miae are 16 years old, with sentences like “this is the age when everything is embarrassing”. It’s not a coincidence in my opinion that the emphasis is always there. Because it keeps us not forgetting that this is a certain period in their lives, which will one day pass. But if they do not end up together, you may ask, what was the point?

Well, in my opinion, the story has always been about Miae and Cheol helping each other, while the romance has been secondary. Cheol meets Miae at the lowest point in his life. For him, meeting her is more than a romantic relationshp, meeting Miae is a start of a significant turn in his life. Cheol becomes friendlier, more expressive and acts more like a young boy. Miae, on the other hand, learns to be more responsible when she is with Cheol, and he helps her out many times. The time that they spend together might be short for all we know, but it is truly something they will never forget. Interesting that the author has drawn them together in high school, wouldn’t that be a spoiler at this point? Well, it wouldn’t if they do not go to the same high school, in this case it would be a what if scenario. There are also a lot of illustrations on her social media, but they are not strictly romantic. This leads me believe that while Cheol and Miae will indeed fall in love with each other, it will be just a short period of their lives. Yes, heartbreaking, but very realistic if you ask me (as an adult, I’m speaking from experience). 

So, here comes the more controversial part. If Cheol and Miae do not end up together, what about the other characters? It’s a very interesting question. Because, for a long time, the webtoon did not have a clear second male lead. Second male leads are usually introduced only for the sake of creating drama between the main characters. We know from the start that they will not end up with the main character, but they are usually fun people with an unrequited crush, who are introduced at the beginning as part of a love triangle.We could observe the same pattern in Cheese in the Trap, the author’s other work. In Ho was shortly introduced after the male lead,they had a personal grudge against each other, fell in love with the same girl, etc. He was included in promotional art, but it was obvious he was destined to lose.

Let’s look at Unripe Apples from the same perspective. Jinseop is shortly introduced after Cheol, he has a fun personality and personal connections to Cheol. Does he end up as the second ml? No.He seems like the perfect candidate, but he only becomes Miae’s friend without romantic feelings. What about Jungwook? He’s Cheol’s friend, goes to the same academy as Mae, he is handsome and kind, another perfect candidate. But no. He never has any romantic feelings towards Miae. So, here comes the strange part. We are introduced to a boy way long into the story, Seo Jisu. His apperance seems random at that point of the narrative until we realize: but he has been there all along. In fact, if Korean theories are true, he has been in the story since chapter 1. Miae gets back her pencil, but it wasn’t Cheol’s doing. Soemone drags Miae away from the crowd at the sports festival. She dances with a faceless guy who keeps saying random things. They are sent out to the corridor for not paying attention. He finds Miae’s nametag and wears it. And, if the theories are true from the Korean raws, he went to the same elementary school and confessed he liked her in front of the whole class before transferring. So, this guy was truly everywhere in the narrative even before we were aware of his existence. But why?

If he was truly destined to be the second ml, why wasn’t he introduced earlier? Why was this character needed when we already had at least two boys who could have fulfilled the same role? Jinseop already created tension between the main characters, so what was the reason? Also, Jisu is weirdly separated from certain parts of the story. He doesn’t go to the academy, in fact, we never see him outside school. Jinseop is tied to Cheol’s past, and we see him a lot outside of school with Miae. And how does Miae see Jisu? She thinks he’s weird, while others characters think the same of her. Even though they recently made connection, she looks at him a lot, while they are not even friends. Miae had already had a lot of male friends from the cast, why was one more added? And why don’t we know anything about him? 

Well, here comes the final conclusion. I think Jisu will be the one Miae will stay with at the end. Otherwise I do not see why the author chose to drop so many hints of him even before his introduction if it wasn’t going to be important. If Cheol and Miae get separated, which is supported by the narrative, the most likely outcome is that she introduced Jisu to be Miae’s final love interest. Again, I’m not saying this because I prefer him over Cheol. I love both characters. I relate a lot to Cheol. It is my objective conclusion based on the narrative, if the author wants to portay a realistic coming-of-age story. It would be pointless if she created Jisu’s character only to create drama at that late point of the story, and honestly, bad writing, especially with how she built up his character in the background. Obviously, I can be wrong. The story will still be good even I’m wrong. But it’s an interesting possibility to think about. 

#aslfua #after school lessons for unripe apples #mi ae hwang #kim cheol #hwang miae #cheol kim #seo jisu #miae #cheol #jisu #unripe apples #theory #webtoon

[dyke-a-saur]

Finished watching Heartbreak High and I gotta say, I feel like they pulled off Gen Z High School really well. Like I could go to school with these absolute agents if chaos.

Okay but important business:

Amerie

I loved her the second she popped up on screen. Her energy, her personality, and her friendship with Harper. It was just the best. At times tho, I could see why the other characters antagonized her. After all, it was just as much her map as Harper’s and she put people in awful situations. Not to mention the reveal that she failed to let Harper in, then had the nerve to say she’d always be there. She even did the same to Malakai (tho it’s clear she acted out of trauma from her and Harper’s friendship gone sour)

Dusty

Fuck you. Youse a bitch, a snake, and truly a shit stain on the trousers of humanity. Work on yourself. Big soulful eyes tho.

Ca$h

Arguably the second most emotionally intelligent character in the show? Definitely better at it than Darren and his relationship was so refreshing? It was neat to see it not be a “I like dudes, oh no,” storyline and instead “I’m ace and just need to better express that to my partner who I love and adore”. Also that “I love you scene” was peak ghetto and I loved it. Darren’s Baby Daddy really behind bars, huh?

Malakai

This man. Is so fine. So sweet. And so funny. I love the way he gets to know Amerie and then befriends her and then becomes her first. And even if he handled the peer pressure to talk about the details poorly, he wanted to do right by her. I also loved how they explored the kinship he had with OTHER BLA(c)K CHARACTERS. It was nice to see how much he healed by being in his community and being surrounded by love for his culture. Missy being a big part of that was beautiful.

Harper

I did get the "spoiler" that she went through "something traumatizing" right before the start of the show, then later got more clues from Tumblr. So i had more patience with her character at the start, being honest. But goddamn it was so hard to watch her shut Amerie out and lash out at her. It also sucked seeing her antagonized in the second half because if she could've reached out or accepted people reaching in, then I feel like shit could've been handled better. But after seeing the events of "that night" I could totally get how and why she would want Amerie out of her life. Fake as hell for not owning up to the Incest Map tho. I was constantly whisper-yelling at my phone "girl, get it together!'

Quinni

No notes. Love her. She's the best. Also the most emotionally intelligent character (not a surprise and fuck you Sasha). She helps so many characters process their emotions, make up, figure out wwhat they want, and still stands on her own as a great character with her own life going on. I'm NT, but from what I've seen on Tumblr, most ND people see her as good rep.

Spider

Fuck this guy. Racist, sexist, (not as homophobic as previously assumed), and awful. But I love it. I love when he gets told to shut up. I love it when he's being awful and the other characters are like "yeah, fuck this dude". But also, he was weirdly complex? like the scene where he would've gotten it on with Amerie makes a lot of sense in context of the rest of his behavior. He's overcompensating because someone he genuinely liked, and cared for to an extent, hurt him in a vulnerable place and treated him like a dissapointment. Doesn't give him the right to react with daily verbal abuse, but his character makes more sense that way. I'd like to see him grow from that, but I'm not sure how.

Star of the Show

They're here, they're queer, they're unapologetically BLACK, they. Are. DARREN.

Okay jokes aside, I love this bitch. They're not only a great friend, but they (mostly) know what they want in life. It's sad to see Darren be dismissed as “too much” in their home, and you can really see how its affected the way they view their ability to be loved and cherished. So seeing them find that in Ca$h and watch the relationshp between the two grow was beautiful. It hurt to see Darren hurt Ca$h, like they gay ass ain't know what the "A" in "LGBTQIA" stood for, but that growth and intracommunity hurt was important to see.

Others

Ant annoyed me but he seemed like he could do/be better if he wasn’t around the rest of the guys. Sasha pissed me off, but I hope losing Quinni was enough to actually get her to look at her self-righteous tendencies and work on herself, I wanna see her go far. Missy was a fucking icon and I love her. Ms. Jojo is the love of my life and fuck Spider/Ant/Dusty (nigga) for screwing her over like that. Mrs. Spigot is my literal soulmate.

I think that’s all for now? But yeah go watch it if you haven’t already. It is another show focusing on the sex lives of teens but it feels more authentic than anything we’ve been given before.

#heartbreak high #darren heartbreak high #ca$h piggott #amerie x malakai #dusty hate train 4 lyfe #quinni heartbreak high #sasha so #australia

[thestobingirlie]

hi! i’m the anon who asked about your opinion on stancy and nancy’s selfishness a few days ago. thanks so much for your reply! i saw the tags your reblogged to that ask, and i actually wanted to add one something to the discussion.

i hope this doesn’t come across as trying to counter your answer. that’s not at all what i want to do. i actually completely agree that if nancy worked on some of here tendencies, stancy could be a pretty decent ship, and i also like the parallel of her presence wanting stve to be a beter person, and the opposite happening. i also agree that nancy’s relationships with other people have a lot of unexplored potential and that many of her issues are due to the writing.

i think the part where my opinion differs is because without the narrative supporting nancy, i have a hard time seeing stancy without steve’s anger, at least initially, about the way he was treated in their relationship. he knows nancy was using him, to an extent, when she called thier relationshp bullshit. she said they both murdered barb. steve may or may not know about the cheating, but he does know she got together with jonathan within a few days of their fight/break up, which would have raised some questions. and for me, i think this anger is as important as nancy’s grief over barb was, in that i can’t see stancy without it, in fandom or canon.

i guess robin is another example, although hostility, instead of anger, may be a better word. robin and nancy know each other as steve’s friend and steve’s ex. robn holds grudges; she was pissed at steve for eating a bagel wrong. it doesn’t make sense for her to follow around the girl who dumped him with starry eyes. i can’t really buy any of robin and nancy’s s4 friendship, because, for me, robin’s hostility should have been central to it. yes, nancy is a traumatized teen, but she's not the only traumatized teen the group.

again, i hope this doesn’t come across as me trying to counter your answer. i love your more positive takes on stancy, and i honestly think that having more positive views of characters can lead to a much better fandom experience.

i wanted to send this in more for discussion. i thought it was interesting how focusing on slightly different aspects of a character or their relationships (i.e. the potential for nancy and steve to grow vs focusing on steve's anger) could result in very different ideas on how we want their storyline to go. if you have any thoughts on this, i’d love to hear them!

thanks in advance :)

hey anon, that’s actually a really good point!!

i think when it comes to steve’s reaction to the break up at large (i’ll get into the cheating in a second), i can more forgive it than the way nancy’s actions are treated elsewhere because steve is just so totally in love with her. he can accept that he’s not the one she wants because he just wants her to be happy. which is why he steps aside. his love for nancy overrides any resentment he may feel.

i do however think as he gains distance from the relationship, he would kinda think… maybe i deserve better than that. maybe nancy shouldn’t have stuck by me if she thought we killed barb. maybe she should’ve just waited for jonathan. but i think with time and the two of them growing as people, this is totally something they can have a conversation about, and look back on more maturely etc.

but the cheating is slightly different. even if you only recognise it as more emotional cheating than physical, it’s still a major issue of steve’s. especially if the person cheating is someone he wants a long, serious relationship with. i don’t think steve would go nuclear like he did in s1, he’s grown a lot emotionally since then, and he cares a lot more for nancy, so i just don’t think he’d want to do that to her. but that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t affect him. at what point, and who he found out from would depend on how deeply he was wounded. i do think it’d probably make him take a step back, and reevaluate the relationship. and i think if it wasn’t nancy that told him, that could really have a bad impact on stancy. i kinda waver on whether i think nancy telling him in s2 vs s4 would be better. in s2 it’s a lot more raw, but at least he would know immediately. and in s4, he’s healed more from the relationship, but it’s been kept from him for so long.

but regardless (if it was one of better reveal options), i do ultimately think it’s something they could come back from. they’re young, and they’ve both made mistakes, and i think if nancy totally admitted she fucked up with the cheating, their relationship could recover. though i do think if we allowed steve to truly feel betrayed and angry, stancy wouldn’t be getting together anytime soon. at least until steve’s gotten over his mommy and daddy’s issues lmao.

and i think you’re totally right about robin too. it would make so much sense for her to hold a little grudge against nancy. for a couple reasons: 1. stancy shit. 2. nancy not knowing her at starcourt despite being in the same grade. 3. the barb shit (if we go by the books, which i wish we did!!!! makes them so much more interesting). i just think friction between robin and nancy could elicit so much growth for nancy. less so for robin i suppose, because i think a lot of her friendship with steve did that kind of work, but it would still have impact!

and don’t worry! i do really love discussions like these! focusing on characters in a more positive light is really enjoyable, but it can still be fun to pick apart the more fucked up things they’ve done. and i’m a hater at heart so ❤️ lmao

#nancy wheeler #steve harrington #robin buckley #stancy #stranger things #asks #anon

[wolfstarwarehouse]

#fall together fest - day 19

Author: catewip Rating: Teen Word Count: 1,742 Type: Non-magic!AU

Summary: Remus Lupin can't stop the laughter that erupts from him when he returns home to find Sirius in the middle of absolute chaos. After Alice, as kind as ever, had sent him home from work early for his birthday, the last thing Remus had expected was to find his friend and flat in complete disarray.

Aka, surprise party gone wrong and yet oh so right.

Comments: This was soooo cute and adorable and the gentle build-up worked just right. Mutual pining and domestic bliss go so well together. 

#wolfstar #fic #fall together fest #catewip #nonmagicau #teen #lessthan5k #fluff #relationshp: get together #relationship: flatmates #domestic

[neptunegoneby]

composite charts

some quick and random notes about composite charts since i’ve been doing a lot of synastry-composite readings recently.

the composite chart, davison charts, any kind of combined chart, is the Platonic idea of the “dia-logos”, or Lacan’s idea of “the Big Other”. you can think of these combined charts as showing the intellectual-emotional kin that is created by you and another person. this is the invisible “Other” that lingers around you both, and is activated through speech, physicalness, really anything you both do together.

- saturn trines or sextiles or conjuncts, adds stability consensually. easy moderation, easy discipline, easy structure. set structure. “consensually” as in, both people make a conscious decision and choices for structure.

- saturn squares, opposes, quincunx, adds stability after learning a lot of lessons. risky people and will need to learn. there can be a hard time learning to moderate. no-set structure with identity. makes more mistakes than an easier aspect, so again, stability come over time through failures/mistakes.

- saturn is relationship karma. shows where the couple has each other’s back, where the couple succeeds. where the couple fails and falls short.

- venus and moon: where the couple finds romance, love, pleasure, comfort, security --> 5th and 7th house.

- venus square/conj/opp moon --> this is a relationship that gets DEEP quickly, fast, and skyrockets to the next level.

- 6th/8th house and moon: how your day-to-day with each other is, how you share physical space, eating habits, night and daytime routines, hygiene together, shopping lists and other lists, a lot of space, things you need to do together

-mars: the  energy your relationship has: is it explosive, is it slow, is it hard for you both to adapt to change together --> do you both quarrel, are you both slow to anger. mars in 2nd/taurus will have you both taking your sweet time together, and perhaps you both have strict boundaries about what is yours and what is theirs so no arguments can happen over posessions.... mars in 8th: arguing about money.

- jupiter and mercury adds friendship, forgiving, unconditional aspect. friends first, lovers later. family first, lovers later. strong foundation of friendship first. everyone expects friends and family to stay first, which is what mercury and jupiter gives. the bond. (so does saturn, but more of a sense of responsibility to someone.) - mercury is a bond by camaraderie, jupiter is a bond unconditional generosity, and saturn is a bond by responsibility (parental almost). loosely.

- 4th house composite, 4th house ruler, planets in 4th house --> home element, retreating together. always wanting to be alone, wanting to just do things with the two of you and some family. keeps the circle small. 

- uranus in a composite shows unconventionality --> doesn't necessarily mean quick break ups or quick hookups (though it can) but can mean that the relationship is not traditional, in some taboo, some sort of oddity/rarity --> relationship meant to rebel/age differances/long distance. similar to pluto. relationship is exciting. where the couple experiences the most change.

- neptune in a composite shows all idealization ... neptune conj mars --> sexual idealization, moon conj neptune --> emotional idealization... can be a good thing because this romanticizes the relationship and keeps everyone in phases of romance, this just gets tested during hard times. everyone projects onto everyone, and everyone has an idealized version of themselves and others, yet when there is a hard neptune contact, neptune takes it to an extreme. both people tries to be the ideal, and doesnt necessarily fail, it can bring people to try to be their best self for the other, which can be selfless. romance and spiritual. to reach the "Ideal" is the neoplatonic/stoic understanding of reaching Unity, reaching Perfection: just as fractalic nature is perfect and unity, neptune shows this same reach.

- pluto on an angle, people get jealous, intense couple, something about the relationship that makes people shocked.

- most planets below horizon --> private, lowkey, invisible relationship - most planets above horizon --> public, highkey, visible relationship

- chiron in the 10th --> damaging of public image, chiron shows damage to the relationshp. --> chiron in the 4th: damaging of familial image, traditions, struggle to make tradition, struggle to make foundations with each other. --> chiron in the 1st: damaging of each other’s ego. losing oneself in each other, losing individual identity and unified identity.

- north node in 2nd --> accumulate resources, get a house together, invest, etc. where the north node shows what they go out in the world to do together. ---> in the 4th house has similarities, settling down together, real estate and houses, setting up legacies and traditions, learning how to nurture each other and themselves. north node in the 12th --> SACRIFICE, the idea of sacrifice comes up because the relationship you must learn to uncondtiionally love each other, learn what sacrifices are necessary to keep each other if that is what both people want. compromise, and you will most likely feel each other as soul mates or you will truly self-realize through each other. catalyst for each other’s spiritual growth, ltierally and metaphorically. the relationship launches you both into each other’s psyche. 

- south node heavy --> relationship that you are coming back to again. planets and points making hard aspect to south node, and house placements, show the repeated events.

- planets to north and south node --> yes, this is a relationship from the past that you either are going to have to stick through to see the rewards, or itll be very difficult to continue to go through. sextiles/trines/squares to jupiter, saturn, and sun can really ease these difficult placements.

#neptunegoneby #astrology #composite chart #davison chart #combined chart #synastry

[random-yandere-fandom]

would it be ok if I request a head cannon of yandere goddess Elizabeth and TC meliodas sharing s/o .

Yeah sure. I had to look up what TC means and I think it describes the Meliodas before and while the Holy War was going on. Correct me if I`m wrong but I`m just gonna write it as that.

Yandere TC Meliodas and Goddess Elizabeth sharing a S/O

Meliodas and Elizabeth are two very different Yanderes

Meliodas is more rough, he`s protective and possessive, additionally he doesn`t really know how to act around you seeing as he doesn`t have the experience on how to get someone to like him or at least not fear him

Elizabeth is a lot softer, at least to you, she`s obsessive and clingy and relies more on manipulation than anything else

However, they still make a good pairing to share a s/o in my opinion. That`s only the case though if they are at least already friends, otherwise I can`t see Meliodas sharing at all.  

Meliodas and Elizabeth will balance each other out and that`s because Elizabeth puts a lot of work into it. She believes the war is stupid and that demons and gods/goddesses should be able to get along, so isn`t their relationship the perfect example? Another reason for that is that she isn`t as possessive and really doesn`t have a problem with sharing you as long as you`re happy and healthy (and also with her). Elizabeth teaches Meliodas a lot, from how to be gentle to how he can work on his manners. And Meliodas puts a lot of work into it, too. It`s the first time he really had something worth protecting and working for, he`d be damned if he somehow scared you away.

Meliodas is always a bit scared when spending time with you even though he`d never admit it. He fears that he could do something wrong and offend you but you`d probably never know. He tries his best and remembers all of your likes and dislikes. Over time it gets better and he relaxes more, he eases up and starts to open up. As for activities he enjoys with you it`s obviously drinking together. But I can also see him liking listening to you talk and going on adventures with you, you always being protected, obviously. The demon is very much touch starved but he doesn`t really know how to initiate affection so whenever you start he`s gonna really appreciate it. Later on he`s gonna be more initiative.  

Elizabeth enjoys anything you like, though she prefers something relaxing from time to time like reading or simply talking. I headcanon her to be quite romantic and as such she will drag you out to stargaze and the like. The goddess is really affectionate and loves to hug you or cuddle you and loves to walk with you hand in hand.

When you spend time as a trio, which happens more often as time progresses, anything can be done. Both of your yanderes loosen up more because they know and trust in each others ability to protect you so they`ll be more open if you want to go somewhere farther away.

The goddess and the demon will be competitive with giving you gifts. It will start with Elizabeth making you a flower crown and Meliodas feeling jealous how much you seem to like it. So he`ll try to make something for you and let`s just hope it isn`t food. Elizabeth will find it cute that a demon did something like this but she wants your attention back on her so she`ll make something even more extravagant. This will go on until you distract them somehow, good luck with that.

You shouldn`t forget that Elizabeth is the exception when it comes to people Meliodas would share someone with. So please for the sake of others and yourself try to distance yourself from everyone else before he will do it for you.

In the very rare case that you get injured both of them will be there immediately. If it was an accident and you just hurt yourself running into something or the like, the day is still over for you. Elizabeth will treat you while Meliodas looks over you, searching for any signs that you`re hurt anywhere else before you`re brought to bed where you will stay the rest of the day. Both of them are paranoid and for a good reason, too. They are the next in line for the throne of the demon or god/goddess race and since Meliodas probably left his former home for you there will be quite a lot of demons out to harm you. The problem with that is that the small ones don`t even bother since you had to take care of yourself before and could handle them but the bigger, more powerful ones do. They were maybe even ordered by the Demon King and are a much bigger threat to your relationship than anything else, even you trying to escape doesn`t compare, because they`ll be smart about killing you. They can`t take on Meliodas and Elizabeth and they`ll know it, too, so they will distract them while taking care of you. Maybe they`ll also kidnap you to get Meliodas back but they won`t make it either way. Whatever threat there is the yandere duo will take care of it, they`re fast and brutal. Afterwards you`re gonna get babied for a while, both of them on high alert for weeks if not months.

That all is only the case though if you`re willingly in a relationship with them or have accepted your fate. At first Elizabeth will try to manipulate you and if that doesn`t work Meliodas will get annoyed with you. Even though he doesn`t like it he will scare you into this relationshp with the knowledge that over time you will come to like them if you want to or not.  

Escaping isn`t an option because at least one of them is always around you and there is no way you can overpower them. Another failure would be to try to get them angry at each other and distract them, while they do have their fights, that they try to keep you out of in favour of protecting you, the one thing they agree on is you and keeping you secure and content next to them. 

#yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere nnt #yandere demon x reader #yandere goddess x reader #yandere nnt x you #yandere nnt x reader #yandere nanatsu no taizai #yandere nanatsu no taizai x reader #yandere nanatsu no taizai x you #yandere seven deadly sins x you #yandere seven deadly sins #yandere seven deadly sins x reader #yandere elizabeth #yandere meliodas #yandere seven deadly sins elizabeth #yandere seven deadly sins meliodas #yandere elizabeth x you #yandere elizabeth x reader #yandere meliodas x you #yandere meliodas x reader #yandere nanatsu no taizai elizabeth #yandere nanatsu no taizai meliodas #yandere tc meliodas #yandere goddess elizabeth #yandere seven deadly sins headcanons #yandere nanatsu no taizai headcanons

[vizowrites]

“We” vs “Me”| or “Why BlitzStrike Works So Well For Me But Stolitz [as of episode 6].....Doesn’t”

Alright my Loves, so I said that I was going to talk in further detail about my feelings regarding Stolas and the multi-layered portrayal of his relationship with Blitz in the new episode, and today’s the day where that happens!!  First of all, though, before I really get into my feelings about things, I want to just make it ABUNDANTLY clear that I’m not trying to sway anyone from one side to the other, or trying to shame anyone for shipping two fictional characters.  I’m fully in the boat that you are completely entitled to ship whoever you want, but I also think it’s wise to at least be able to recognize the faults and flaws in a pairing--and especially to be able to recognize them in the context of an IRL relationship.  In this analysis in particular, I’m specifically focusing on these two relationships within the realm of the Helluva Boss universe [......Hell] and within the specific context of their characters as they’ve been portrayed in the show thus far.  And, my biggest disclaimer of all: I’m doing this for no other reason than I felt like putting my jumbled thoughts together into a cohesive post so that they don’t have to stay bouncing and buzzing around in my head.  Please keep that in mind that this is just pure personal opinion and interpretation before anyone comes at me with torches and pitchforks.  <3 <3 

SO WITH THAT LONG ASS DISCLAIMER OUT OF THE WAY 

Let’s finally get to the good stuff.  And the not so good stuff.  :D

So I don’t think it’s a surprise to anyone who follows me here that I’m a huge BlitzStrike fan.  What I think fewer people know is that when I first entered the fandom a few months ago, I actually was on board the Stolitz train like so many others that I’ve met here in the fandom.  Naturally Stolitz was the first major pairing I was introduced to, and I did find both the characters of Blitz and Stolas incredibly interesting and compelling in their own rights AND saw the potential in how they could really come to grow into one hell of a relationshp over time.  I was honestly really excited to see it happen, too.  

And then I watched Episode 5 [still my favorite episode, btw] for the first time and had this sudden question hit me like a truck that even now is still relentlessly burning in the back of my mind because I still haven’t found a legitimate answer for it: Why in the FUCK wasn’t Blitz falling head-over-heels in attraction to Striker throughout this fucking episode??

And I don’t mean that in a “They’re so hot and I ship them now why didn’t they get together?? DX DX” kind of way--I mean that in the genuinely perplexed “I don’t understand based on what has been presented to me thus far about Blitz as a character and the storyline overall why he’s reacting so nonchalantly to this whole thing”.  To Note: This is me wondering this from the context of what’s in the show itself, not from any extra fan materials like the Instas or Twitter or just straight up knowing that the most likely answer is that there are people on the creative team that ship Stolitz really hard and realistically wouldn’t have probably written Blitz as being attracted to Striker because that would just be--to quote Jack Sparrow--blowing holes in their own ship.  No, this is me disregarding ALL of that and trying to rationalize this with myself from the perspective of a fan whose entire knowledge of the show and its characters comes exclusively from what’s in the episodes themselves.  .....And that’s where I just can’t find my answer, except for the Stolitz positive “He’s not attracted to Striker because he’s in love with Stolas” answer.  Which really doesn’t even feel like a satisfying answer, because the entire vibe I’ve gotten from Stolitz in the show has just felt.....strangely.....off.  Like, the framework is there and the elements are there, but I’d felt as though they had so far to go still that it would be entire SEASONS before they got there.    

And THEN the new episode [Episode 6] came out and I’d heard a handful of fans going crazy because the show was finally addressing Stolitz in full, and I thought to myself, “Well, maybe if the show really is going to go with saying that the reason Blitz wasn’t interested in Striker is because he’s in love with Stolas.....sure.  I’m curious to see how they finally establish it in an episode, especially since there’s only two more episodes left in the entire first season.”  And then I watched the episode.  And then it hit me why Stolitz just does not do a damn thing for me but BlitzStrike does despite the fact that we’ve had 4/6 episodes [5/7 if you count the Pilot] of Stolitz but only 1/6 [1/7] of potential--not even canonical--BlitzStrike:

When Striker talks about Blitz, or interacts with Blitz, he always talks about them as a “we”.  As a team.  A partnership.  OR he just straight up puts the entire focus on Blitz and his accomplishments and keeps himself out of it entirely.

When Stolas talks about Blitz, he always talks about them within the context of “me”--of himself--of what Blitz does or should do for him.  Even here in episode 6, in the most “selfless” instance we’ve seen yet, where he does ask about Blitz’s safety first BEFORE going right back into how Blitz’s actions affect him and what Blitz should be doing in response for him.  Stolas’s focus is always automatically set to himself--and even when it comes to the people he supposedly loves the most.  

To explain what I mean here, let me give some examples directly from the show itself, starting with the Stolas side of things: 

Episode 1

Blitz, in the middle of trying to hide so much that he actually clamps both of his hands over his mouth just to muffle the sound of his own breathing, knowing damn well that this psychotic bitch who already shot him once won’t hesitate to do it again if she finds him.....gets a call from Stolas.  Stolas, who we clearly see from his leisurely hang out time in his bubble bath, is literally watching this happen and is fully aware that calling Blitz right then was potentially putting him in danger. But what does he say when he gets Blitz on the phone?  He offers--not help--but Blitz the use of his book in exchange for monthly sex.  Stolas literally uses Blitz’s peril as leverage here--consciously or not, though given the fact that he knows the situation at hand, I’d find it very hard to argue that he didn’t do this on purpose--just to get him to agree to be his bootycall until further notice.  

Stolas not only doesn’t lift a finger to help Blitz once in all of this--even at the moment where he and Millie are about to be shot in the face--but instead continues to stay on the phone talking about all of the things he wants for their upcoming future rendezvous.  He already got exactly what he wanted out of this and he still just continues to go for more for himself.

Episode 2

.....There are honestly so many fucked up things that happen here as far as Stolas and his relationship with Blitz goes but honestly the thing I want to draw the MOST attention to is actually Stolas’s storyline with his daughter, Octavia.  I know it’s a little left field, but bear with me--this is actually something I want to use as comparison for Stolas’s relationship to Blitz as we go along:

When Stolas first decides that he’s going to take his daughter to Loo Loo Land, he does so while completey setting aside the fact that she doesn’t want to go.  He just offers her assurances that it’s going to be so much fun because he remembers that she loved it so much when she was a little girl--effectively putting his memory above her wishes even as she’s sitting right there and telling him that she doesn’t enjoy the idea of going now.  

Stolas doesn’t actually notice just how uncomfortable he’s making Octavia throuhought their entire trip by spending his time sexually harassing paying more attention to Blitz than he is trying to cheer her up.  This tells me that Stolas--though I do believe he genuinely wanted to do something to make her happy--still wasn’t able to completely overcome his own self-centered tendencies at first even when it’s for her.  And this is the person that Stolas loves more than anyone or anything else in the entire world. It still wasn’t enough.

It’s only when Octavia runs off and completely breaks down that Stolas finally gets the much needed slap-to-the-face of reality to understand just what he’s putting his daughter through--and, for the first time in the entire show, he actually puts someone else’s needs and well being above himself.  It’s the one solid honest display of love that we see from Stolas in the entire show--and it’s how we as the audience come to learn that that’s how Stolas shows that he loves someone: When he puts their needs above his own with no strings attached or expectations of something in return.  A true selfless act just because he loves them.  **Keep in mind the parallel of Stolas carrying Octavia out of Loo Loo Land at the end, and how it compares to Stolas carrying Blitz out of D.H.O.R.K.S headquarters.

Episode 5

The. Fucking. Cigarette.  I had no idea that something so small and quick would be able to infuriate me as much as it did, but the fact that Blitz used the post sex cigarette to free Stolas from his wrist bondage but then Stolas turned around and put the cigarette out on Blitz’s horn which is literally a part of Blitz’s body just.....honestly it sums up exactly what I’m trying to get across in this entire huge ass post: Stolas only ever thinks of himself first and anything pertaining to anyone else just doesn’t cross his mind at all unless you blatantly put it there in front of his face.  And the fact that he’s still at this point with Blitz all the way here in Episode 5 is not.....promising for their relationship.

The fact that Stolas literally cannot stop himself from calling Blitz “Blitzy” or talking to him in such a condescending way no matter how frustrated Blitz gets and how many times he asks him to stop.  I just--how is that supposed to be interpreted as someone talking to a person that they love?  There’s no respect or dignity given to Blitz at all on Stolas’s part, and the fact that it seems to be presented as a “Oh teehee it’s just their cute couple thing” is just.....I really, really don’t like that.  It also doesn’t match with the Stolas in the very next episode which I quite frankly think is because the creators have been listening to the feedback from fans and were like “We need to SHOW THEM that Stolas actually does speak to Blitz respectfully!!” but that’s just my personal opinion there and, also, it still didn’t happen.  

Episode 6 

Keeping in mind that THIS is finally the episode where we see Stolas actually save Blitz from danger and demonstrate even the slightest inclination towards his well-being.....I think that honestly makes the next few things here even more fucked up

First and foremost: “WE”.  The second after Stolas asks if Blitz is alright and gets the assurance that he is, he roughly grabs his cheek and points out that “If you get in trouble, I get in trouble!  WE don’t want that”.  The fact that this is the first time that Stolas ever talks about Blitz in the context of “we”--when really what he’s really saying is that him [Stolas] getting in trouble is going to be a bad thing for all of them--is just.....so, so disappointing.  At least with this I could hope that perhaps the idea here is that Stolas is genuinely afraid that if he gets in trouble, he won’t be able to protect Blitz from the undoubtedly much worse trouble that he would be in as an imp, but still.  The fact that Stolas immediately reverts back to his self-centered perspective so quickly after supposedly being so worried about Blitz’s wellbeing, really makes it seem as though it’s just his own ass that he’s trying to protect.  And that.....isn’t  exactly what I’d been expecting from “the episode that confirms Stolitz is canon” feedback I’d been hearing.

"Am I going to get ANY thank you for the rescue Bltizy?”  This for me was kind of what actually lead to me having this whole epiphany over Stolas’s selfish perspective in the first place.  I realized that even here--even when he’s just been the most “romantic” towards Blitz that he’s ever been in any previous episodes up until now [and yes this shift in his character was incredibly jarring for me because of that]--Stolas still goes right back to thinking about what he’s going to get out of this now that he knows Blitz is safe.  Let’s take this back to that thing I was saying about Episode 2 and comparing how Stolas rescued Octavia and how he rescues Blitz.  Obviously they’re going to be different because it’s Stolas’s daughter vs his hook up BUT just think about where the focus is for Stolas in both of these scenes.  With Octavia, Stolas is entirely focused on making things up to her--taking her to do something she wants to do--even if it’s something that he himself doesn’t fully understand or isn’t fully into.  That doesn’t matter though, because the entire point is that he’s doing something just for her.  It doesn’t have to be about him.  But now go back to the scene where Stolas is carrying Blitz out of the room.  What does he do?  Ask what Blitz is going to do for him.  That just takes the idea that this scene was a confirmation of their love and throws it right out the window.  Stolas--as we’ve been shown before--would never ask for something in return from someone that he actually loves.  

Now let’s take a look at the one and only episode we have of Striker and Blitz interacting together, with an honorary shout out at hallucination!Striker’s appearance in Episode 6: 

Episode 5: 

Striker knows Blitz’s name.....and he uses it.  He’s literally the ONLY other character that we’ve seen so far refer to Blitz as “Blitz” instead of “Blitzo” or “Blitzy” by someone who wasn’t a member of I.M.P..  Aka someone who wasn’t a member of Blitz’s family.  He shows Blitz respect at that basest level, and only builds on that from there going forward.

Striker first recognizes Blitz for being “the bold imp that started his own killin’ biz”.  Not his hotness, not his skills in the Harvest Moon games because at that point he hasn’t seen them yet.....but for his accomplishment in starting up his own successful business down in Hell.  He treats it as an accomplishment.  With the kind of respect that comes with acknowledging another person for their accomplishments.  Right there, within two seconds of meeting him, Striker demonstrates more respect for Blitz than Stolas has yet to do in the entire show.

The Harvest Moon Festival Games.  Now this is something I find fascinating to think about from Striker’s perspective in particular.  We as the audience are shown pretty early on that Striker has a strong desire to be the one who comes out on top.  He likes the idea of being superior and he openly relishes in the praise and attention he gets for being better than everybody else.  ....Except Blitz.  When they tie in the games, Striker doesn’t seem bothered with sharing the spotlight with him at all.  If anything, he--again--respects just how skilled Blitz is in rightfully earning his place beside him on the stage.  That, to me, is HUGE.  I’m not going to go so far as to say that Striker necessarily sees them as equals because I think that might be going a bit too far for his ego but he does still fully acknowledge that Blitz is in the same general class as him: that is to say, better than most.  Worthy of the same kind of acknowledgement and praise that Striker gets.  I literally can’t get over just how big of a thing that is for what we’ve been shown of Striker’s character, and I think it’s unfortunately something that’s incredibly easy to miss or gloss over. :(

And now--for what I personally think is the most significant thing of all--we have: “We”.  How many times does Striker suggest during that final scene between them that he really wants Blitz to join forces with him as equals?  He never demands that Blitz join up with him, he doesn’t threaten him into joining up with him--Striker barely even hurts Blitz at all during their fight scene compared to how he tried to straight up murder Moxxie--and, most of all, Striker continues to acknowledge that Blitz deserves better than his current arrangement with Stolas.  And he’s right.  But instead of putting it as “I’M right and this is why you should do this”, he always puts his focus on Blitz himself, or the two of them together as a partnership:  “You are so above sucking on a a digusting rich pompous Goetia” | “We could be the most dangerous beings in Hell, Blitz” | “You could partner up with me and klll the unkillable--starting with the one that treats you like a plaything”.  It’s just--I honestly can’t believe it’s taken me this long to put together why Striker appeals so much more to me as a romantic interest for Blitz, but really breaking it down episode by episode and comparing the differences in wording between Striker and Stolas’s dialogue when it comes to Blitz is just.....holy shit. 

Honorary ShoutOut of Episode 6: 

The fact that the only thing hallucination Striker has to say to him is “But you don’t want to do things alone Blitzo!” is really, really interesting to me in the fact that he’s.....not......wrong??  Like, To be fair, Striker, RoboFizz, and Verosika all spill their harsh truths, but the thing is.....Striker’s is markedly different in that his wording really isn’t harsh or aggressive at all the way the other two are.  He’s just kinda stating a fact in an overexaggerated way because tripping balls hallucination sequence.  It’s very interesting to me that that’s the worst that Blitz can imagine him to say--as well as the fact that halluci!Striker calls him “Blitzo”, which is really weird considering that Striker’s never called him “Blitzo” once in the entire show.  Makes me kinda wonder where that came from tbh. 

Alright so, in conclusion of this very long and rambly styie post: I want to take things back to where I started by reiterating that this is not me trying to convince anyone that BlitzStrike is “right” and Stolitz is “wrong”, or that you should stop shipping what you’re shipping in the fandom.  This was just me honestly getting way more excited than I should’ve been over having my “Eureka!” moment for realizing why this new episode didn’t put me back on the Stolitz train like it did for so many other people--and why, in fact, it actually made me think even more favorably of the idea of Blitz and Striker being together.  

Thanks for sticking around with me for this very long read, I hope you found it interesting, and I really really hope that it didn’t piss anyone off or rub too many people the wrong way.  Like I said at the beginning, ship who you want to ship!!  That’s part of the fun of being in a fandom.  I’m just hoping that this might help make it easier to understand at least one perspective on why Stolitz is seen as being so problematic as a ship [as of where they are right now].  

Here’s to seeing where things go from here!! 

#vizowritesthoughts #BlitzStrike #Stolitz #Helluva Boss #hahahahaha I've been dreading posting this because I know it's going to lead to shit even though it's all just personal opinion :'D #but since I went to the trouble of writing this entire thing up I figure what the hell #might as well post it now #anti Stolitz

[gracestone]

Can't stop thinking about Portwell singing Everyday and how fitting it would be for their character arcs.

"They say that you should follow and chase down what you dream" Both EJ and Gina have been taught by their parents to "play to win" and to keep pushing until they achieve their goals.

"But if you get lost and lose yourself, what does it really mean?" But because of their focus on that, they didn't form any meaningful connections and couldn't be the people they really wanted to be.

"No matter where we're going, it starts from where we are There's more to life when we listen to our hearts" Over the course of the last two seasons, they both learned to open up to the people around them and find meaning in the relationships they formed with them. These relationshps have come to meant more to them then their trophies and achievements from over the years.

"And because of you I’ve got the strength to start" Gina inspired EJ's trajectory of growth and redemption, and in turn he brought her back to East High and later was one of the people who helped her heal and open herself back up to the people around her.

Even the general theme of the song about living day by day, wanting to be together all the time and face everything together would fit with Portwell's storyline. Especially if EJ chooses to study close to East High because it'd allow him to follow his passion for filmmaking while also staying close to the people he loves. And a similar argument could be made for Gina, who still has to decide whether she wants to spend her next school year at East High.

#hsmtmts #ej caswell #gina porter #portwell #otp: risotto #if they're gonna do hsm2 and hsm3 at some point #this season seems the most likely bet for hsm2 #and for portwell being the leads #so i went and looked at the hsm2 soundtrack #and this song would be so great for them to sing together #either on stage or privately as a rehearsel that at the same time says something about where they are in their character arcs #anouk rambles

[sometimesrosy]

1) hey rosy. this is kinda late, but when S7 ended, I was so upset, I just compartmentalized and moved on. then a couple days ago, I just somehow saw a bellarke fanfic and I feel so very sad at how bellarke ended. maybe it's sad, but I truly have never seen a relationship like theirs in tv OR in real life. Built on so much reciprocal unconditional compassion, love, respect, support, and growth that flipped gender norms. it was so beautiful. it could've been the greatest love story.

2) I was so looking forward to them ending together in a beautiful way, and having a show to rewatch forever. but now, it's hard to rewatch any of it, knowing how it ends.just thinking of how the writers vilified clarke (how sexist was that, esp for a show that prided itself on being feminist) and completely erased bellamy, and just crushed both characters and a relationship they spent seasons building to be so complex and significant, reduced them to a joke, is so painful to me.

3) so I guess I have a few ?s for you. Q1: is it normal to feel this level of pain/hurt at something that's not even real?? Q2: are there any fanfics you can recommend where S7 is written so they end up together? Q3: I cannot fathom how JR was able to destroy his own creation. how do you make sense of it?? it makes me feel like he never actually saw the value in what he created that we all did. but I don't get how that's possible, given HE made it. Bellarke was truly a revolutionary relationshp.

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1. I think it’s normal. I also felt the same way as you did. Still do. When you’ve invested so much energy into a thing and then at the end, it just falls apart and there’s no catharsis, and it just overall fails? Why wouldn’t it hurt. Also it might be, in your subconscious, connected to the world and all it’s struggles. Pandemic. Political. Power. Racism. You know it’s a show about the apocalypse, and here we are smack dab in what seems like our own real life apocalypse. It’s not even symbolic. So I think it’s normal to maybe feel a little transference with the fictional show.

2. I am not good at giving recs. I just can’t remember the titles of what I read. And besides, I haven’t read fanfic in a couple of years (for a few reasons, some related to fandom and some related to my mental health and some related to my job ghostwriting.) HOWEVER, I can ask people if they have any good recs for S7 bellarke fics. Can y’all share, if you’re still around? People are still reading and people still care about bellarke. please and thank you.

3. Why did he gut his story? I have a few theories. I don’t think it was accidental. I don’t think he didn’t know how to finish his story. There was plenty of evidence that it was heading towards a bellarke ending in the narrative. And he was wrapping up the story through other subplots. Here’s my theory though. People on twitter cut and pasted stuff the last time I wrote this and completely misinterpreted what I was saying, and put me on JR’s side which is the farthest from the truth.

 I blame JR for being a little sellout bastard. I’ve always said that hollywood is dangerous because any show can sell out. I think he sold out. I think someone wanted an ending that did not empower ‘the revolution’ of liberal BIPOC and LGBTQ+ and other minorities that were represented by the delinquents our story was about.  And I think they offered him his new show if he made it so Clarke did NOT end up as the hero.  So he tanked his story in order to tell that other one. Anaconda. The way the story ended just was too similar to the beliefs of the religious far right, even down to the apocalypse and rapture being swept up into heaven where you’d get your reward... except Clarke didn’t because she was unworthy of heaven, even though the other murderers and villains were. ??? What makes Clarke special? She rebelled. She was bisexual. She was a woman who took power from tyrants. All things the right did not want to see. 

So why did he tank Bellarke? I think fandom was right. He was a vindictive man, like they said he was. And I think he hated the bellarke fandom for harassing him for five years. I mean, the bellarke fandom is very hatable. Not the whole fandom of course, but a big portion of it. A very LOUD portion of it, who demanded what they wanted and ignored it when they actually GOT what they wanted. I think he denied us Bellarke because he didn’t like the fans. For good reasons. So thanks to us... no not us. thanks to the Bellarke antis who bullied the cast and crew, JR took out his frustrations on the story and ruined Bellarke.

And then again, he screwed Bob over for taking time out. I think he had already given up on the show, and Bellarke, and Bob needing to take care of himself was the last straw, so he just fucking erased him. Same as he did Lincoln in season 3, although that story worked better as a narrative. He cared more about the story at that point and this time he just didn’t give a fuck anymore. He had already moved on.

I could never have done that because I love my stories and my characters, but he’s from hollywood and hollywood is full of assholes.

#the mess

[not-poignant]

I feel so much for Gwyn in this recent chapter of The Nascent Diplomat. That for most of that time he just wanted to go back to Augus is so sad but super sweet too that it seems like he's starting to subconsciously see Augus as someone comforting or safe to be with. Or at least the preferable choice in terms of being made to interact with someone lol Do you think Kimerrin picked up on that when Gwyn said to get the punishment over with so he can go back to Augus? And if they do another council meeting at some point, is it likely Augus might request to be present whenever Gwyn & Kimerrin are together - similarly to the condition the vench have - after he finds out what happened?

Do you think Kimerrin picked up on that when Gwyn said to get the punishment over with so he can go back to Augus?

I think the vench really take for granted that Gwyn should already consider Augus a safe and intimate person, that they don't really actively think of this too much. Especially someone like Kimerrin, who isn't really aware of how Gwyn and Augus interact much in the first place, compared to vench like Temsen, Bracken, Enris and Odayi.

But Kimerrin also has a blind spot, when it comes to Augus and Gwyn. If they saw them being intimate with each other, I think they'd think 'that's how it should be' and not 'Gwyn's made so much progress.' They'd need to have more conversations with Gwyn to really pick up the nuances on that. Just like Gwyn has blind spots with Kimerrin, Kimerrin has blind spots with Gwyn. Their culture clash isn't always comfortable.

And if they do another council meeting at some point, is it likely Augus might request to be present whenever Gwyn & Kimerrin are together - similarly to the condition the vench have - after he finds out what happened?

I don't think so!

Augus isn't the kind of person to think that Gwyn needs a babysitter? He pretty much thinks Gwyn is an adult, and can look after himself, and while he gets exasperated sometimes or protective with the outcomes, he's not a 'hold someone's hand like a parent' kind of fae - even in the canon he's never really been like this.

If Gwyn goes off to do something he doesn't agree with, he mostly says: 'I don't agree with that' and then lets him do whatever he wants. Augus very much respects the agency of Gwyn, and it's one of the things that kind of makes Gwyn trust Augus more - i.e. he's allowed to make his own mistakes, and he's not treated paternalistically or smothered because of it. (And Gwyn did make a mistake. He literally thought he wasn't ready to see Kimerrin, and then Odayi said 'you're not ready for this' and Gwyn was like 'tough.' He literally brought that entire disaster on himself. He wasn't ready, and he pushed to get something out of the way).

Gwyn wouldn't respond well to anyone who was too over-protective. He's too independent to enjoy that. If Augus introduced that as a clause, Gwyn would be mad about it, lol. And I don't think he'd believe that Augus would actually make a difference in his interactions with Kimerrin (after all, so far Gwyn has harmed Kimerrin once, and then has tried to harm them again - consider that Gwyn only got harmed because his magic was injured, and Kimerrin didn't harm him at all - Kimerrin's only 'crime' is that they're opinionated and Gwyn is defensive around them).

That doesn't mean Augus won't be concerned about what happened, but he also doesn't think Kimerrin is bad or evil. He knows that Kimerrin and Gwyn have a difficult relationshp, he knows Kimerrin way better than Gwyn does, and I think he generally trusts that mistakes will happen and him being there aren't really likely to make them occur less.

I think it's really positive that Gwyn wanted to return to Augus, it shows that he's made so much progress in seeing Augus as a safer person, and certainly a safe haven among the vench. Given Augus knows about Oxcillian, this is really important. I also think it's something Augus values as well. Augus and Gwyn have grown a lot closer during The Nascent Diplomat and I really love that we're starting to see that reflected in his thoughts. :D

#asks and answers #the nascent diplomat #the lone wolf #fae tales #fae tales AU #gwyn ap nudd #augus each uisge #kithkalkith kimerrin #kimerrin so far hasn't actually been a direct danger to gwyn at any point #but gwyn is absolutely a danger to himself #i think augus knows that if he was there #gwyn might get even more defensive #if he feels surrounded or smothered or trapped #he needs to feel like he has options at any point #but also augus is just not... the kind of person who thinks #'i'll go with you next time' #he can be protective #but he's also had ash as a sibling all his life #and ash has made a LOT of mistakes #augus has learned that people need to do this - and that his job isn't to stop that from happening #administrator Gwyn wants this in the queue

[ravenadottir]

fluffly alphabet: tai

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

first impressions have a big impact on tai. he’s mostly attracted to your eyes, where he believes sincerity and connection reside. a smile that reaches them will definitely win his attention.

beautiful eyes and smile is what catches his eye, but fun and spontaneity is what makes him stay. someone that isn’t afraid to scream laugh or how they look like when they do.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

he wants a big family, at least three kids. of course he understands the responsibility of becoming a parent and that is part of why he wants to give his parents a lot of grandchildren.

he can picture himself throwing a ball with them on a lazy saturday or sunday afternoon, after a late lunch. participating on their lives by helping them with homework and making sure they’re learning the good values he was once taught.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

he’s the big spoon in bear hug. full embrace with those massive arms, and it’s amazing to imagine he’ll pick you up from where you are “for a just minute” of cuddling, whether on the couch or bed.

you can find shelter on his chest while he rests his chin on the top of your head, caressing your arms and holding you close to his body.

of course, from time to time he feels safe in your arms, even if you look like a backpack while spooning him. he loves feeling your warmth and won’t let go of that privilege.

there’s always a smile after a deep breath and i think that’s my favorite part about his cuddling.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

fun!

tai knows how to be romantic and amorous once the occasion calls for it, but his forte is definitely focusing on the fun part of a date. expect water parks, paintball, laser tag. anything that gets physical and you both laughing, chuckling and having the time of your life.

if a date is supposed to be quality time, then having innocent fun with his partner is definitely what moves him.

if you surprise him with such plans, you can actually make his face hurt from smiling.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

“you’re my best shot.”

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

there’s a moment a person realizes they’re in love and keep it to themselves, but for tai, he couldn’t hold it in any longer than a day. it happened the moment he realized you were just like him. all he needed to find was someone that understood size doesn’t matter, fun has to be a part of your relationshp and caring about your friends are one of the most important things.

when he realized he was in love, he almost bursted with the words. and even though he can be impulsive at times, he knew how this particular moment was important, so he planned and rehearsed it a little bit.

just enough to not stutter while telling you how he feels. but he couldn’t wait any longer, and wanted to see how happy you would be knowing there’s someone in love with you.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

very! due to his size he can’t risk being too rough. he’s used to having a light touch ever since he found out how dangerous he can be if he’s not careful. you’ll notice it when he plays around by putting makeup on you.

he loves spending some light time doing that, and he’s the kind of gigantic guy that you catch yourself wondering how can someone be so big and so delicate, at the same time?

a very gentle touch when he grazes his thumb on the side of your face while kissing you, or when he’s stroking your arm during a cuddle.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

fingers twined, always. tai thinks that gesture truly represents how entangled you are with each other, and it represents intimacy to him.

he also loves caressing your knuckles with his thumb, and sometimes brush his lips on the back of your hand.

he might even make a comment about how small yours is compared to his, and put his palm against yours, to measure.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

when he saw you walking in that tent, he already knew the damage was done way before. like he said once, your voice had a huge impact on him, and your personality and way of handling yourself were positive first, adorable second, sexy third.

he knew he had to take a shot and it paid off. “my instincts are never wrong. i knew it had to be you.”

and to himself, he thought “damn it, they’re even more beautiful, live. alright, be cool, tai. don’t goof around right away.”

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

mildly jealous. not trusting of others around you, especially when they make advances that would make you feel uncomfortable. but if a boy hits on you and your response is negative, he’s proud of the person he has next to him.

tai has eyes and he can see how energetic and vibrant you are. it’s natural for people to feel attracted to someone so interesting. he wouldn’t be with you if that wasn’t true.

other than that he has no reason to be jealous. the bond you have is the most stable thing he has and he wouldn’t doubt it. in fact he loves walking around with you, holding hands, so people around know you’re together. he’s proud of you.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

he has a way of kissing you that makes the world fade into the background. it’s not only his lips or his tongue. it’s his arms snaking their way to your back, his hands gliding on your neck, hair and face. the heat that emanates from him whenever he suppresses a grunt. it’s in his touch when he’s deep in.

it was mutually started but on his end, he was stunned. he didn’t expect to see so many sparks fly, despite of being entirely enchanted by you. 

and when you pulled away from that first kiss, tai simply couldn’t manage how gobsmacked he was. he already felt a strong connection with you in that date, the conversation going so well.

but he was afraid to crush so hard on you if your kiss was that amazing. and it was. and he did.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

he does.

tai is not afraid of letting you know how he feels, at all times. he has so much appreciation for you, he can’t hold back at all, and letting you know was one of the most nervous moments he’d ever had.

he’s the type to dive in without thinking too much, even if it means he might get hurt because of the impulsiveness.

he has no regards for preserving himself when it comes to love. taking a risk has always been part of his agenda, and you were worth it.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

in the villa, sharing a bed together for the first time.

the waterfall was rushed and spontaneous, and you both had a lot of fun, but the feeling of having you protected by him, in such an intimate scenario is what he cherishes the most.

outside of the villa, the first real date you had, where he could show you what a good time actually means while with him. he loves remembering your laughter followed by your playfulness. nothing stays with him more than you having fun together, and it’s his favorite memory.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

tai is not the type to buy everything and spoil.

there’s not a lot of thought behind store presents, according to him. he’s the kind of boyrfriend to give thought out presents, something that can represent an inside joke or a moment of importance between you. he will though bring you some items he makes at pottery class.

i believe one of the first things tai would ask you, on the outside, is about your favorite animal, so he can make one out of ceramic and give it to you, sort of as a lucky charm so you can remember him every time you look at it.

he just knows how much work goes into making one, and he would like to show his love and appreciation through that gesture.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half)

he would probably say orange or yellow. a shade or tone that he says it represents happiness and cheerful energy. that’s how he sees you and if he could attribute a color to you, they would have to have the same meaning.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

‘babe’ is a given, being the most commonly used.

but “beautiful” sums up everything he loves about you, beyond your looks. to him, you’re beautiful on the inside as well, so he likes to remind you of it.

he’ll call you that at all times, and it becomes a habit that he loves. he might even save your number under this pet name.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

vintage rugby cards.

there’s something about cards that throws him back to when he was a child, aspiring to play rugby as a professional career, but it was impossible to actually see himself in that scenario.

the cards remind him anything is possible, and he shouldn’t ever let go of his dreams, as absurd as they might see, to other people.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

takeout. couch. movie.

it’s just the killing combo tai loves so much. snuggling closer under a blanket, while comfortable on the couch, food in hand and remote on the other. i even think tai has some “rainy days” favorites to watch, that he reserves just for those moments.

also, i have a feeling tai likes baking cookies, specifically, so your place smells like fresh baked goods while the rain dashes outside.

spa afternoon.

goofing around in the bathroom while putting face masks on, and taking ridiculous pictures, might be part of his schedule for a rainy afternoon as well.

like i mentioned before, tai has a delicate hand and it’s not farfetched to imagine he likes painting your nails, or toe nails, or both. he takes extra care to not smudge it, and admires his work from afar when it’s done. he focuses very hard, trying to deliver the best work he can.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

tai definitely believes in the power of laughter and clownery. but also, if he can have you talking to him about what happened, he would love to help. being a good listener is one of his many talents, and he’ll insist you vent about what made you saud.

tickling you until you give him information is very possible as well.

he might take your hand and lead you for a walk, while you tell him everything, and when back home, tai might cook. he knows comfort food is one of the best medicine to cheer someone up.

drawing a bath so you can relax is definitely part of his agenda too.

as for him, he goes for a run, alone. he prefers to exercise by himself when he needs a pick me up. however, if you want to make him smile when he comes back, try to make something out of ceramic. if it looks good he’ll be impressed, and if it looks bad, he will lie, saying it’s amazing.

having someone that cares so much, to the point of trying pottery is the reason why he feels better.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

everything! he loves hearing what you have to say about several subjects, no matter what they are.

he likes learning new things and having your input on matters that a couple wouldn’t talk about, usually. at times, he might sound weird by asking you something completely random, but he wants your insight on whatever it is, because he finds you so interesting.

you’re also the first person he tells good news, and the one he avoids when they’re bad.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

from you? getting his shoulders and back massaged. if you’re a gifted singer, he also likes hearing your humming while your hands rub down the tension on his muscles.

by himself: pottery. there’s a reason it became more than a hobby. he does it to stay sane, and would love to share that particular interest with you if you want. but whenever he sits down, ready to turn the pottery wheel on, he already feels much better.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

tai is no stranger to show off his muscles. he definitely does it playfully, and often goofs around about it, but he’s proud of his achievements, body wise. it’s hard work and he won’t shy away from displaying them and be proud.

he also likes showing off what he has accomplished in pottery. there’s no denial someone so big would be a disaster in this scenario. usually, anyway.

he likes being the exception, and the praises people give him. it’s not vain, it’s just a reason to be proud of himself.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

his proposal is not as elaborate as his speech to ask you is. his ideal location would be an empty field, after hours. he would probably slip someone some bribe so you could “jump the fence” and enter the place, having you thinking you’re invading.

i imagine he would warm up to the subject, and when he’s getting to the moment he so desperately wants, the lights will go on, illuminating the whole lawn.

while you’re busy, being shocked and looking around you, he’ll quickly kneel and whip a small box from his pocket. his words might make you chuckle among tears, but that’s how he wants to propose.

as for the wedding, a simple ceremony somewhere sandy and sunny. close friends and family, and food that the guests will remember forever as being the best they’ve ever had.

he won’t settle for less but won’t ask for more.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

there’s a colorful song that reminds me of him, "groove is in the heart” by dee-lite. the energy that goes into that tune has tai written all over. upbeat, fun and always the heart of the party.

and he grew up in the 90′s, so i like picturing his parents dancing in the living room to this type of music, pulling tai by his hand, goofing around together while the colorful videos were on.

but a couple of songs i love to picture him listening to, chilling with someone he loves, carelessly, is “over the rainbow” by israel kamakawiwoʻole. it’s such a chill and hopeful song, but has a light tone to it, and iz’s voice is just so suiting.

or tai being his adorable self, dancing by the sound of “finesse” by bruno mars ft. cardi b.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

yes. he definitely will pull out some stops to make the proposal happen. he can’t wait to make it official and start a life with you.

he’s a romantic at the core of his heart and can’t wait to call you his spouse.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

dog! dog! multiple dogs! 

one at a time, but the bigger the better!

tai is very charitable and would like to rescue a dog. one to start. he can already picture your weekends and afternoons during quarantine.

frisbees, sticks, balls, you name it. he went to the pet shop and bought a bunch of them, to train your new companion.

that’s why i also picture him in a house, not a flat. eventually he would want a backyard where he can play with the dog, and in the future, your kids.

#litg tai #litg s3 #litg season 3 #love island the game #litg #fusebox #fusebox games #queue #alphabet

[jadenlapointe]

ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴅɪᴠᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ : ᴊᴀᴅᴇɴ ʟᴀᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇ

( @rocketfm )

ORIGINS & FAMILY:

Full Name: Jaden Jace Lapointe

Reason for name: His mother loved the name Jaden, and ‘Jace’ is similar to his father’s middle name of ‘Ace’ — it seemed the Lapointe’s were a fan of alliteration.

Nickname(s): JJ, Jay, Jeej, J-dog

Date of Birth: July 23rd , 1991

Age: 30 years

Gender + Pronouns: Male + He/Him

Place of birth: LaFayette, Alabama

Parents: Ashwin Lapointe + Hilary Lapointe (née Pollock)

Siblings: None

Relationship with family: Jaden is very close with his family. They only live down the street from one another but him and his father are best friends and they call each other once a week, if not more, just to catch up.

Pets: Buffy Lapointe (pitbull), Legs Lapointe (frog).

PHYSICAL:

Height: 6’0”

Build: Broad, Athletic

Nationality: American

Ethnicity: English, Welsh, Czech, Swedish.

Distinguishing Facial Features: Inch long scar across his forehead, high cheekbones, strong eyebrows.

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Usual Hair Style: Messy, unkempt, impossible time style so he doesn’t bother.

Eye Color: Brown/Hazel

Complexion: Freckles when it’s sunny, tanned skin tone, no birthmarks, scar on his forehead, scars on his leg.  

Disabilities: Transtibial amputation of right leg, PTSD

What do they consider their best feature?: Cheekbones or his butt

Worst they’ve ever been injured?: Jaden was a victim of a car accident just over a year ago now. The car flipped when he was trying to avoid an animal in the road and rolled down a bank alongside the highway, crushing the lower half of his right leg to the point where he needed an amputation. Following this he was in hospital for the best part of a month, and has a pretty severe case of PTSD to go alongside it.

APPEARANCE:

Favorite outfit: More often than not Jaden wears an open plaid shirt with a graphic t-shirt beneath, blue or black turned-up jeans and either Doc Martens or Converse sneakers.

Glasses? Contacts?: Jaden needs glasses, although he rarely wears them.

Personal Hygiene: It’s best not to comment on this. Let’s just say he tries his best, okay?

Jewelry? Tattoos? Piercings?: For piercings he has a hoop in one ear, and three tattoos - a roman numeral of ‘12′ on his wrist, a skateboard on the other wrist, and the initial ‘J’ on the inside of his wrist which was stick ‘n’ poked by his girlfriend before they were together.

What does their voice sound like?: Deep, soft and kind, a little more rugged and raspy in the mornings.

Style of speech: Loud & rambling.

Accent?: A slight Southern twang which gets more pronounced when he’s angry, or turned on.

Unique mannerisms/physical habits: Nail-biting.

Left handed or right?: Right handed.

Do they work out/exercise?: He tries to work out as much as he can but his couch (and video games) continue to call his name.

BELIEFS & INTELLECT:

Known Languages: English

Zodiac: Leo

Gifts/talents: Basketball, surfing, skateboarding, technological know-how. 

Religious stance: Atheist.

Political stance: Left-wing.

Pet peeves: Arrogance.

Optimist or pessimist: Optimist

Extrovert or introvert: Extrovert

INTIMACY & RELATIONSHPS:

Relationship status: Taken by @junigreen

Sexual orientation: Bisexual

Ideal mate/qualities they look for in mate: Petite, feisty, good sense of humour.

Ever been in love?: Yes

What’s their love language?: Cuddling, affirmation.

Most important person in their life?: Buffy Lapointe (yes, she counts).

VOCATION:

Level of education: High school level

Profession: Self Employed as an IT Tech

Past occupations: Delivery driver, Surf instructor, Convenience store worker, cashier at the UFO emporium.

Dream occupation: Professional basketball player.

Passions: Sports, video games, movies.

Attitude towards current job: Apathetic

Spender or Saver? Why?: Saver, they have to be. Jaden still has huge hospital bills to pay off which leaves little wiggle room for treats.

Which is more important – money or doing something they love?: Doing something they love.

SECRETS:

Phobias: Cars, clowns, isolation.

Life goals: To follow in the footsteps of his parents and live a nomadic lifestyle with his future kids, to learn to drive again.

Greatest fears: Being in another accident, losing a loved one.

Most embarrassing thing ever to happen to him: Jaden peed on a nurse during his extended hospital stay, a mishap with a replaced catheter.

Something they’ve never told anyone: Some of his stranger kinks remain a close-guarded secret.

Biggest regret: Not travelling more when he had the chance.

Compulsions: Exploration.

Police/Criminal/Legal record: Jaden has comitted a few petty crimes (trespassing, vandalism etc) although nothing to warrant a sentence. 

Vices: Casual marijuana use.

PREFERENCES:

Hobbies: Basketball, skateboarding, video games, paint-balling, movie marathons, urban exploration.

Favorite color: Blue.

Favorite smell: Citrus, rainfall, clean sheets.

Favorite food: Pizza, pasta, french fries, candy – anything unhealthy.

Favorite book: Jaws - Peter Benchley.

Favorite movie: Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure

Favorite song: The Queen Is Dead - The Smiths.

Coffee or tea?: Coffee.

Favorite type of weather: Sunny, warm weather.

Most prized possession: His slushie machine.

Most used word or phrase?: Totally, for sure.

#roswelltask #car accident tw #drug mention tw

[lamburrito]

Preparing for the Reunion

Fandom: The Witcher

Relationshps: Geralt & Jaskier, Jaskier/Vesemir, mentioned Geralt/Yennefer

Rating: Mature (there is no smut though)

Words: 3,3k

Summary: Geralt just wanted to stock up supplies, but of course his best friend had other plans. That´s how the Witcher found himeslef in a store that sold mainly lingerie, with the task to help Jaskier choose a set to wear for his reunion with Vesemir. 

A/N: This was supposed to be short. Then suddenly there were more words than I planned to write. Typical life of a fic writer I guess. Special thanks to @bunnygeneral for beta reading. And I also hope of course everyone who reads this enjoys!

Jaskier was obviously excited but also nervous. Winter was close,  and that meant he and Geralt had begun their way to Kaer Morhern. This not only meant he could be there and see a relaxed Geralt and continue his bonding with the White Wolf´s brothers, no, he would also finally see his lover again.

Being away from the older Witcher had not been easy, as Jaskier found himself missing Vesemir often. Geralt, proven himself to truly be his best friend, had only occasionally shown his annoyance when he talked about Vesemir non stop. Geralt already knew more about their relationship than he ever wanted to know. He wasn't like Lambert, who, after realizing what was going on between the bard and the oldest Witcher and after his first shock about that wore off, went to Jaskier, fishing for details, apparently hoping to be able to embarrass Vesemir with the knowledge. 

That backfired however as Vesemir told Lambert that “At least I have manned up and have done something about my attraction. You are still trailing after your cat Witcher like a lost and lovesick puppy for how many years now? Four? Five?”. 

How Vesemir even knew about Aiden was a mystery. At least to Geralt, who barely knew anything about the cat Witcher. Though it seemed like Jaskier already knew a lot about Lambert´s crush, so maybe he had told Vesemir about him? Or Vesemir had just eavesdropped on them. Or the old Witcher had spies all over the continent, who kept him updated on everything his students did. Geralt honestly was at a point where he wouldn't even be surprised by that.

Anyway, Jaskier had looked so in love with Vesemir whenever they were together. So basically the whole time when he wasn't drinking with Geralt and his brothers, reading in the library or when he had his prank war with Lambert. It caused the White Wolf to be certain that the bard would not travel with him come spring. Geralt had already prepared himself for that but then he was surprised by Jaskier as he, after a long farewell from Vesemir, joined his side once again.

His confusion and surprise must have shown clearly that day as Jaskier took one look at him and chuckled. “Vesemir is my lover and I enjoy every minute I get to spend with him, but you are my best friend and my muse, there is no one I'd rather travel the continent with. Plus, can´t have you missing me too much, that would only make you even grumpier.”

And while Jaskier had sometimes whined about missing Vesemir, he never once said he regretted his decision. It made Geralt feel strangely loved and appreciated.

Today, however, as they were in a bigger town, one of the last before Kaer Morhen, as Geralt actually wanted to stock up their supplies, Jaskier suddenly pulled him into a shop that was slightly hidden at the end of an alleyway. 

It didn't take long for Geralt to realize what kind of shop this was. It sold mostly clothes, but not just any, no, it seemed to be specialized on underwear. 

“Jaskier,what are we doing here?” he growled, keeping his voice low. 

The bard smiled at him, not intimidated, like always, and answered:”Well, you see, my dear Witcher, as I am soon reunited with my beloved again, I thought I should get him a nice surprise.”

Now Geralt looked at his friend as if he was crazy. “You want to buy Vesemir lingerie?” he questioned, mortified, trying hard not to imagine his mentor in any of the clothes he saw around them.

Jaskier rolled his eyes. “Of course not! The surprise will be me wearing them and looking all sexy in it.”

Yeah, Geralt thought, that made much more sense. He mentally slapped himself for not thinking of that first. Then however he wondered “What am I supposed to do here?” 

His best friend grinned at him. “You gonna help me choose of course.” he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Geralt couldn't help but sputter. For a moment he really appreciated that he didn't blush as fast as non-mutated humans. Otherwise he was sure he would be bright red now. “I don't think I am the right person for that.” 

Jaskier shrugged. “You are the one aviable right now unless you can teleport either Yennefer or Lambert here?”

“Lambert?!” Geralt looked at the bard in disbelief. Why would Jaskier want the younger wolf here?

“You'd be surprised. The man knows a thing or two about fashion.” his friend snorted and added, “Definitely more than you.”

Geralt wanted to feel insulted by this, however he knew that his knowledge, and quite frankly his interest, in fashion was quite spare. Some would even dare say it was non existent. 

“Still,” the Witcher started, focusing on the present problem, “aren´t there skilled people here? You know, the ones that actually get paid for giving you advice?” 

“Of course there are!” Jaskier agreed easily. “However, there are two advanteges in having you here with me. For one, I trust you to give me your honest opinion and secondly you know Vesemir.” 

While Geralt couldn't deny the first point, he damn well was gonna argue about the second one. “I might know Vesemir longer than you but that doesn't mean I am aware what kind of underwear he likes on man.”

“You Witchers seemed quite fond talking about your sexual encounters though.” Jaskier commented, already starting to look around the shop.

Geralt followed, a bit frustrated. “Yeah, I talk about it with my brothers, not Vesemir! That...that...no! I wouldn't talk about this with my...mentor.” The Witcher had to keep himself from saying father-figure for a moment, because he definitely didn't want to think of Vesemir like that in this particular context. Mostly because that would also mean he had to make the connection that his best friend was his basically father's lover and that was just awkward. 

“Oh come on!” the bard exclaimed. “You have to have an idea of what he might like.” He turned to Geralt with a wicked smile. “For example what colour should I go with? Basic black? White, a more innocent look? Or maybe red for passion?” At the last part Jaskier wiggled his eyebrows and chuckled delighted as his best friend groaned and hid his face in his hands. 

Geralt was at a point where we wondered if perhaps Jaskier was doing this on purpose. Just to mess with him.

Back when he was trained in Kaer Morhen they told him he would be prepared for every situation he could possibly face on the path. Bunch of lies, he knew now. Nothing and nobody had prepared him for this. 

“Geralt, you need to work with me here.” Jaskier whined, as his friend failed to answer the colour question. 

“No, I don't. I don't know why you thought this would be a good idea.” Geralt grumbled in response.

“You are my best friends and friends help each other, right?” Jaskier asked, looking at said friend with his best impression of puppy dog eyes. 

Geralt sighed and looked up again. “Nobody ever told me that would include helping you choose lingerie for your...partner. As you pointed out I am also not good with...fashion.” 

“Well, if it helps, just imagine me as Yennefer and what you would like on her.” the bard offered. Geralt resisted the urge to facepalm. “I really do not want to imagine you as Yennefer.”

Jaskier only shrugged and turned back to the collection of lingerie. 

The Witcher watched him and wondered if maybe he could sneak out and tried to predict how displeased Jaskier would be by this. Or maybe he would get lucky and a bunch of ghouls would decide to attack this town suddenly? Surely Jaskier would let him go then to do his Witcher duty. 

Before Geralt could act on a plan or before ghouls found a reason to attack a city, Jaskier took two different sets of underwear, one red and one black and went on. Geralt followed automatically. 

“Think he likes stockings?” Jaskier questioned, chewing on his lip, considering his options. 

Geralt just shrugged. He did not really want to imagine Jaskier in stockings nor the reaction Vesemir might have to that. 

Jaskier stood there a moment before he shook his head. “Maybe another time.” he muttered quietly, more to himself. 

“Time to try these on!” he then exclaimed louder and more cheerful. 

“So...I can go?” Geralt asked carefully.

“What? No!” Jaskier turned to him dramatically, “Now comes the most important part! You have to tell me how I look in them!”

“Do I really have to?” Geralt sighed.

“Yes.” the bard replied. Softly he added:”I trust you like nearly nobody else. To be honest with me.” 

Geralt rubbed a hand over his face and sighed again. “Alright. But don´t take too long changing, we don't have all day.” 

Jaskier beaming at him as answer made the Witcher smile slightly.  

He watched the younger man skip into the dressing room before he walked to the comfortable looking couch close to it and sat down.

However, Geralt didn't stay alone for long. A woman in her forties, if Geralt had to guess, approached him. She smiled kindly down at him, apparently not fazed by him being a Witcher. Or she just didn't know he was one despite his two swords and catlike eyes. Wouldn't be the first time that happened. 

Geralt guessed she was the shopkeeper or a trusted employee. Why she had not approached them sooner to offer help the Witcher didn't know. 

“Your boy found something?” she asked, no judgment in her voice. Which was a good thing. He really didn't want to deal with that kind of hate right now and it also would damper his friend´s good mood.

“He is not…my boy.” Geralt stated. “We are just friends.” 

“Oh, so he is buying the clothes for himself?”

“He is gonna be reunited with his partner soon.” Geralt said.

The woman grinned. “Oh, so he wants to surprise his partner? That's always a wonderful idea!” she exclaimed. “But you two also must be close friends if you accompine him here.” 

“Hm.” was all the Witcher replied. She definitely didn't need to know that Jaskier had dragged him here without asking Geralt first. 

“Men visit this shop way too rarely...I mean to buy clothes for themselves. Even though with the right lingerie everyone can look sexy in it.” the woman continued to talk. 

Geralt wondered if he should point out that many men wouldn't dare to visit such a shop too openly. Out of fear of judgment and discrimentation. The White Wolf didn't know many men who he was aware liked to wear such clothes, but from those he knew he knew that they had their one trusted shop and basically only brought clothes from there. He actually didn't notice that Jaskier had such a store. Well, he had a tailor in Oxenfurt he favoured but as far as Geralt knew they didn't make these kinds of clothes. 

Yet, before he could reply or the woman say something else, Jaskier called, the grin could be heard in his voice:“Are you ready?”

“No!” was the gruff answer which earned him a chuckle.

After a moment of silence and the bard not coming out of the dressing room, Jaskier asked:”Should I come out or do you want to come in?” 

Geralt considered this question for a moment. There seemed to be no other customers or even employees present. Just him and the woman, who might give them some good tips and who Jaskier might even be able to charm to get a discount. So he finally answered:”You can come out, if you don´t mind.”

“Wouldn´t ask if I had minded.” the bard replied in a sing-song voice. This statement, in general, was a lie, Geralt knew by now but decided not to comment on it and just hoped that it was true in this specific case. 

Jaskier emerged with a confident grin on his face, spread his arms and spun around two times.

He had chosen to try the black lace first. Apart from the lace the panties were decorated with three bows. Two smaller ones on the front, a bigger one on the back. It fitted him nearly like a second skin. 

A top also belonged to the set, well, a bustier to be exact. Geralt had seen Yen wearing similar ones. Satin with playful lace details. Two small bows again where the straps connected with the rest. A tie up front, that was a perfect tease. Geralt loved to pull those loose when  Yennefer wore something like this. 

It definitely pulled attention to Jaskier´s rather muscular chest. 

All in all it looked good. Really good. Even though Geralt tried not to look at certain areas too much. Yes, because they traveled so much together they had seen each other naked countless times but this was different. He wasn't naked. He was, well, dressed up for his lover. 

The woman next to him had no such problems, looking the bard up and down, clapping her hands in delight and grinning. 

“Oh you look lovely dear! Jaskier, the famous bard, right? Your partner has such luck!” she exclaimed excitedly. 

Jaskier smiled and rubbed his neck, apparently surprised by this reaction. “Ah thank you. And yes, I am Jaskier. Might I get to know your name darling?” 

The woman chuckled and nodded. “Of course! I am Marcia and I am the owner of this little shop.”

“Great to meet you then Marcia!” the bard hummed, “With you here and Geralt, my best friend, I am surely in good hands now.”

“Oh, I too am sure of that.” she agreed, while Geralt only grunted.

Now Jaskier focused on the Witcher again, a little yet teasing grin on his face. “So, I already heard Marcia´s impression. But what do you think of this get up?”

Geralt chewed on his bottom lip in a rare sign of obvious nervousness as he thought about what to say. What was appropriate to say? They were friends and Jaskier wanted his honest opinion, sure, but what if the bard will tell Vesemir about this and the older Witcher does not approve of Geralt´s words? The White Wolf truly had no desire to be ordered to clean all the swords in Kaer Morhen. There were a lot of swords after all.

Finally he settled for:”Doesn't look bad.”

While Marcia looked like she wanted to complain about this statement, Jaskier grinned. Turning to the shopkeeper he said:”Oh, don't misunderstand, from him this is a huge compliment.”

Geralt “hmm”d an affirmative and Marcia nodded even if she didn't look fully convinced.

Instead she suggested that “Stockings would go great with this set.”

“Ah…” Jaskier muttered and rubbed his neck again as a slight blush crept up his face. “You know, I don´t know how my partner will react to this type of clothes, so I don´t wanna overdo it on the first time.” 

“I understand that. Then, I think I have a great black silk robe you could wear with it. Nothing overly sexy but it can still have a very seducing effect.” Marcia replied gently.

The bard nodded and smiled again. “That sounds great, I would like to try it on to see how it looks.” 

So the shopkeeper disappeared for a moment to get the robe. Jaskier took this chance to look at Geralt again, now with open uncertainty. It took the Witcher aback for a second. Of course he knew Jaskier wasn't always as confident as he acted, however he rarely showed it so openly.

“I really don't look ridiculous. right? You would tell me if I'd make myself a clown in front of Vesemir, right?” Jaskier half whispered. 

Geralt's face softened. “Of course I would. You know I am honest with you, that's why you took me with you, didn't you? You look good. I am sure Vesemir will agree…. Well, he probably agrees more and in different ways than I but you know what I am trying to say here.”

This made Jaskier smile again. “Yeah I do.” he said softly. 

Right after he said those words Marcia came back and handed Jaskier the robe. 

The bard immediately tried it one and looked at himself in the mirror. He hummed in delight. “It's a really nice robe, comfortable.” 

Marcia smiled wide. “I knew you would like it.” she exclaimed. 

Jaskier smiled back and took it off again. “But before I ultimately decide I need to try the other set on.” With those words he gave Marcia the robe back and went back into the dressing room.

Geralt and the shopkeeper both waited in silence, even though the Witcher sensed she wanted to say one or two things to him. He was glad that she held herself back. 

Thankfully it didn't take too long till Jaskier emerged again. This time wearing the red lingerie set. Again Jaskier turned around for them to see everything.

The panties were a bit longer than the previous ones, but hugged the bard´s bottom just as snuggly, but also pulled attention to the strong thighs. There were some lovely, teasing lace details at both sides.

The top, more like a crop top than a bustier this time. It too fit snuggly, hugging that muscular chest in all the right ways.  No tied up front.  No bows. However, more lace details, making the whole thing nearly see through.  Looking closer Geralt noticed that the lace was in a flower pattern. 

“Oh! This looks good on you too!” Marcia exclaimed excitedly.

Jaskier gave her a smile and a “Thank you”, then looked to Geralt. 

“Hmm.” The Witcher started. He frowned and like before thought about his next words. “It...looks good.” he stated slowly. 

His friend raised an eyebrow. “I sense a but.”

Geralt sighed and shrugged. “I liked the black one better.” 

Jaskier “Hm”d thoughtful and turned to look in the mirror.

“If you can´t decide, you can always take both. I am sure we can decide on a good and fair price.” the shopkeeper offered after a few moments of silence.

“While I saved money for this exact purchase I am afraid I don't have that much.” Jaskier said diplomatically without turning around.  

“I am taking the black set together with the robe.” he then decided. 

Marcia nodded. “Alright. I will be waiting at the front for you.”

Jaskier went back into the dressing room and Geralt stood up from the couch. 

The Witcher looked outside,wondering how much time they had spent here. He really hoped he could still make all the purchases he had wanted to do today.

It didn't take long until his best friend had changed and came out again. He hung the red lingerie set back where he found it and together he and Geralt walked to Marcia, who was already waiting. 

She smiled at them. A pair of black stockings was laying on the counter in front of her. At Jaskier´s questioning gaze she explained:”A little gift from me...even at the chance that your partner doesn't like it you can still wear it for yourself, right?”

Hearing this the bard smiled as well. “Thank you! That is very kind.” he replied.

Marcia chuckled before saying:”Well, I think you deserve it. But also, first time customers get a little gift here nonetheless.” She brought two more items out from under the counter. As Geralt saw what those were he groaned, while Jaskier laughed delighted.

“So,” the shopkeeper smirked, “what will it be my dear? The cute little plug or a simple leather collar?”

Jaskier turned to Geralt, mischief clearly in his eyes. “Hey Geralt, what do you think Vesemir…?”

“I am waiting outside!” Geralt quickly interrupted and didn´t wait for an answer as he already walked towards the door. His best friend´s laughter followed him all the way outside. 

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[delusionland]

* CURRENT WISHLIST.

young heroes growing into young adults. 

you’re too old to understand yourself and where you’re supposed to be right now, you thought you’d be dead by 17. you still might be dead before 30.

(avengers academy crew, young avengers crew, conner / cass / cassie / steph / jason, runaways). 

dealing with mental illness, dealing with coming out, dealing with mentors not being as good as you thought they were when you were 12, dealing with being alive & being in love & being not in love, always, with yourself and what you’ve become. 

potential plots: “is it possible to do therapy? what do you do to cope with all this” / “god i hate my job. can we just set up a gofundme? maybe a patreon? do you want to set up a patreon for us or like a youtube channel or something for quick cash?” / “my mentor / my found family member is falling apart and i’m trying to keep them together but I’M barely together, please help”

reality bending mental illness.

plots about saving the world are SO pase. i’m over it. how about saving one person? or how about maybe saving one person TO save the world?

( ANY characters just GIVE ME THIS.)

dealing with a reality bending distortion, the raw embodiment of your feelings, your anger, your trauma, and the ways it is stopping your from being a completely realized version of yourself.

potential plots: “i tried to read your mind, now i’m stuck there.” / “YOUR powers have created a vortex / monstrosity that we need to save right now. we don’t know how, and we’re in the middle of a fight righ now, but i’m going to blame YOU for its existence instead of i dont know solving our issues which is the actual root of the vortex / monster” / a character has entered a catatonic state which can only be mended by going inside their head / “we are trapped in an alternate reality where a villain is using our mental hang-ups and trauma to keep us trapped in puzzles that only WE can solve but only FOR each other and thru working together” / “an evil version of me is after you and only you because i care about you so fucking much but i’ve never told you that before and it won’t make any sense to you because we’re either not that close OR i have been trying desperately to push you away even though you’re the only person i care about” / “you have turned the world outside of you into a NIGHTMARE and you don’t even realize it because you’re so trapped in your own routine and pretending everything is normal please face your issues”

disney-based plots that are based around like, high fantasy / ya fantasy.

descendants but aurdon is evil imperalists sucking the fantasy out of the world.

ever after high but the book of destiny is willfully ensnaring children for generations into false identities that make them hate themselves.

raya but raya and namaari have to go around all of the disney worlds to collect the pieces required to summon sisu. raya just wants her father back---namaari is not allowed to let that happen.

kingdom hearts au but the princesses actually effect the world and have to tran to be keyblade masters... idk!

Adults With Depression Being Bad People

adults behaving badly! getting into toxic (not abusive, but toxic) relationships, fucking people they shouldn’t, being good heroes, but also self-sacrificing, suicidal heroes. being bad mentors and parents, to the point of genuinely hurting these kids and their perception of themselves. fucking up, trying to fix it. fucking up, trying to fix it. that’s most of what adult life is and i would LIKE TO SEE IT. adults pushing away the friends they care about---and other adults going ‘NO FUCK YOU I LOVE YOU.’

specific characters i want this with: my steve who doesn’t go to the past and instead does this.

peter b. being a shitty mentor bc of his bipolar disorder, but also getting his shit together.

batman going to THERAPY, his relationshps IMPROVING BC OF THAT, but also he’s still kinda shitty.... people having complex feelings.

AND FINALLY A FEW BASIC THINGS.

solving crimes of serial killers nbc hannibal style & also sexy spying on gangsters in foreign countries and pretending to be rich & classy under deep cover to get close to the mark.... space shenanigans where the guardians basically have the m.o. of the gang from futuraama AND... ALWAYS... KILLING NAZIS

#ooc: wishlist

[cahaya-moon]

5 times James Griffin was surprised by the Voltron Paladins + 1 time he surprised the Voltron Paladins Part 1

1.

James Griffin admitted he was an asshole back in the day. 

But here’s the thing: He changed. He fucking changed, made some friends and is really matured (even though he says so himself).

Still, people don’t change in a flick of a wrist. You have to put some serious effort in it. It goes slowly, but steadily. 

Point is, sometimes mistakes slipped out.

Like today, for example. 

It was a generally normal day on the ATLAS (or, how normal it can get living on a ship full with deranged young-adults who somehow saved the universe with sheer dumb luck, five space kitties, two aliens who are supposed to be extinct, space mice who are absolutely useless and a cow) and James had promised Nadia to train together. 

So there James Griffin was, walking through the halls, on his way to the training deck. He passed a classroom (yes, they have a classroom on the ATLAS for the younger cadets, because apparantly even in space education matters) and heard - moaning?

Look, James Griffin was a smart young lad, but he lacks a bit on the common sense part. 

So the first thing he does is opening the door to check if everything was - holy fucking smokes.

What the fuck.

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

WHAT IN THE-

There was Captain Takashi Shirogane, pushed to a wall by Officer Adam Wakefield, sloppily making out.

HOLY SHIT.

James is freaking the fuck out. 

James stood there, standing in the doorway, stupidly opening and closing his mouth like a fucking goldfish, red-faced and why is it suddenly so hot in here?

Finally, he made a sound with his throat that sounded like a dying Howzer crying for her child (he had no idea what a Howzer was, he stole the phrase from McClain).

The two men - !! - looked up and intantly flushed at seeing James staring at them like he had never seen two guys sucking face (okay, so what of it is?).

The three stared at each other for a moment.

Officer Wakefield cleared his throat. “C-cadet, shouldn’t you be... not here?” The last part sounded like a question and James wanted to dissapear and die in a hole, right then and there. 

“I-” Was te only thing that could come out of his mouth.

Everything was a mess in James’ head. Captain Shirogane, famed pilot of the Kerberos mission, Champion of the Galra Arena, former Black Paladin and leader of Voltron, now Captain of the ATLAS, is in a relationshp with Adam Wakefield?

His lame and sarcastic pre-calculus teacher who cracked even lamer and sarcasticer jokes?

What has the world - nay, universe - become?

He had so many questions so the thing he asked was- 

“Are you guys gay?”

Right. That. Congratulations, James. You have made yourself appear as a homophobe in front of your hero and Captain, who already hated you because you used to bully his sort of adoptive brother out of jealousy. 

It wasn’t that he was a homophobe.

He was just not... used to it, all.

James admit, he lived a white, cis and straight prive-leged life. He was okay with the lgbtq+ community, even supported it!

But living as a straight, cis, white man made you pretty sheltered from the rest of the world and meeting gays was pretty rare.

He was even sure he only saw them on the news somedays.

So, in conclusion, he wasn’t a homophobe, just a tad surprised that his boss is in fact gay and fucking his math teacher.

Officer Wakefield just gave him the most judging stare a man could give. “I’m not sure if two guys making out like a pair of horny teenagers would be defined as ‘gay’, but sure jan.” He said in a deadpan voice.

And James can’t help it. He burst out of laughter.

Captain Shirogane relaxed a bit and chuckeled (!!!!!!!) with him.

“Yes, Griffin. We are gay and in a relationship. Sorry to give you such a... shock.” He awkwardly scratched his head. 

James nodded even more awkwardly. “Yeah... Sorry for the whole thing, by the way. Finding out your Captain is shagging your teacher is quite something to fnd out.” He immediately cringed when that came out. God, what is wrong with him today?

“It’s okay.” Captain Shirogane assured him with a kind smile.

God, he was so cool. 

He gestures to the doorway. “I think it’s better for me to leave so I can leave you guys to - yeah.” His face burned. They were staring at him again.

“Bye.” He squealed and turned around, not looking behind him and fast-walking out of the room.

Well, that was an experience. He sure can’t look those two in the eyes anymore. Guess he has to avoid him for a week - or twenty. 

“Yo, brainfart! Where the hell have you been? I’ve waited for hourse! Hours, brainfart!” 

Nadia came running towards him. And she is using that stupid nickname again.

“I may or may not have walked into Captain Shirogane and Officer Wakefield making out.” He said still red-faced. Hell, he still can’t wrap his head around it. 

Nadia’s eyes should have popped out, with the way how they were bulging. It was unnatural.

“What?! What?! For real?! OH MY GOD, YOU HAVE TO TELL ME EVERYTHING-” Nadia was squealing. She latched herself on his arm, babbling incohorently, dragging him to a private room.

Well. Seems like training with her is cancelled. 

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