#they were a little peeved the first couple days but now they’re back to normal

[dogduocatquartet]

everyone, meet ruben, meeting the cats! they are. slowly warming the up to him

#dogblr #catblr #petblr #cats of tumblr #dogs of tumblr #cat #kitty #animals #golden retriever #puppy #don’t worry btw they have two gated off rooms that only they can enter + we’ve invested in a lot of tall places they can climb #we recently got new shelves + a new huge cat tree #so it’s all on their premises and they have a lot of escape routes a hidey spots and dog-free zones #they were a little peeved the first couple days but now they’re back to normal #wrestling in the middle of the living room etc #ruben is easier than oskar was as a puppy but he has his quirks too #marshall #bmj #harley #ruben

[zackcrazyvalentine]

Can i request the twst first year noticing something on the fem crush's neck. They think its a hickey but its just a mosquito bite. I want them all together in one fic but if you cant do it then it's fine, it can be separated.

Ah, ah~ another fun prompt to see in fandoms! Lends itself for very funny situations

Which I attempted to portray here :b

Go on an enjoy!

Title: “Who was it?!”

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P.E. classes always had students sweating their skin off; Vargas was a relentless teacher whose head could not understand his harsh training was hard to keep up with.

It was normal for students to remove the top part of their coverall sports uniform and zip off or roll up the long pant legs to allow fresh breezes to cool them off.

[Name] decided to partake on this today, it was burning and the professor was as demanding as ever to push everyone to their limit. She normally kept the top of her uniform to prevent unwanted gazes to her body.

It so happened that a group of first years was hanging out in the sports field too. “Ah, those guys are here as well. Maybe I should go say hi to them.”

Five boys were arguing about something or other, Sebek, Ace and Epel appeared very fired up at the discussion.

“Hey, guys! What are you all talking about?” They all jumped at the sound of her voice. “Boys can be so weird…”

“Ah! Eh… Nothing...important…” Ace delivered nervously.

“Uhm, sure.” She brushed it off, “Anyways, mind me joining you guys for a while?” Before they could answer, [Name] sat down along the group’s formation and began fanning herself to alleviate the heat and dry off the sweat.

The boys continued speaking with themselves, albeit a little robotically.

Being the closest to the ground where she sat to the [ x ] year, Epel was the one to notice it…

A red spot of considerable size on the girl’s beautiful neck.

Right then, the Pomefiore student got a flashback of those hentai manga he sneaked glances at in his hometown’s secluded library.

“The pact… They broke the pact!” He became enraged.

He exploded, “Which one of ya fuc-?!”

The pact… of not making a move on [Name] until she herself spoke out to any of them if she had a crush on someone, one of them, or anyone in general.

To the small 1st year’s knowledge, she had yet to speak about anything romance related.

Felmier tried to swallow down the even bigger urge to scream. “W-Which one of you… d-did it?! We had… a pact, you-! You dishonest buffoons!” It was hard to keep up the posh and proper Pomefiore student front when all he wanted was to punch their faces.

“Epel!!” The boy was cut off by Vil yelling at him from a distance. Everyone flinched at the stern callout.

Seems like the dorm head decided to have his yoga session outside. How inconvenient.

Jack was the first to speak, “What are you talking about? Do what? Why would you think someone broke the pact?”

Ace followed, “Are you delirious?!”

Sebek nodded, booming voice amping his statement. “I must agree with Trappola this time. You’re pointing fingers unjustly! How do we know it was not you who broke the pact?!”

Before Epel could defend himself, Deuce exclaimed, “Sebek’s right! Your sudden outburst is suspicious! No one knows what you’re blaming us for except you!”

“ ‘T fuck ya mean by that, city boy?! ‘Tis clear as day, a damn big red mark on her neck!” Epel snapped at the accusation, but a heavy glare at the back of his head corrected his speech, "Ahem… I-I mean… There's clearly a distasteful bruise marring the...pristine skin of her neck! The culprit better confess now!"

"Mark on her neck?" Jack questioned, coming closer to the sitting girl.

"Woah, what's going on? Whose neck? What mark? What are you guys even getting angry about? What pact?" The [dorm] student was full of doubts and ready to push away anyone that dared come too close.

With a shaky sweet smile, the lilac haired instructed, "Dear [Name], can you please turn your head to the side for a moment? Just...to check for something."

She hesitated, but complied no less. The Heartslabyul duo's surprised reactions worried her, "What? What's wrong?! Why are you acting so weird?"

"Look at the size of that! Well, clearly Epel couldn't do it, he's too small." Ace thought out loud, which gained him a ferocious death stare from the mentioned boy.

"Ace, didn't you have a study session alone with [Name]?" Deuce questioned, voice holding a threatening tone.

The other half-of-a-whole-idiot opened and closed his mouth, unable to speak. He resorted to winking and giving finger guns.

"Ya bastard! It was you all along!" Epel and Deuce accused.

Trappola protested, "Hey, I wasn't the only one having alone time with her! You also had a private lesson with her, Deuce! And Jack, I saw you hanging back with her after practice!"

"Woah! Look at it! It has small dots surrounding it!" The shortest boy of the group pointed at the strange mark on [Name]'s neck.

The human trio remained silent while Jack sighed, knowing where this would lead to.

"It's one of you two! With your sharp fangs and whatnot!" Accusing fingers were directed at them.

Sebek was the one to defend himself first, "I have not been able to meet [Name] this whole week for our scheduled reading session! Don't even dare point blame at me!"

"You guys are insufferable, why would either of us bite down on the one we fancy without going all out?" The wolf growled.

"Exactly! Howl speaks the truth! Coupling and the like are serious matters to us fae! ...and beastmen!" Zigvolt backed the claim.

They continued arguing intensely as a very weirded out [Name] watched in horror and confusion.

"Are they referring to me? What even is the thing they're talking about?" She pondered, her own hand traveled up to feel at her neck. "Itchy...very itchy…" So she did what instinct said and scratched the spot.

"What has gotten into their heads?" Grim suddenly approached the sitting one.

The [color] haired sighed, "Something or other about breaking a pact and a mark on my neck." She turned to look at the cat-monster, "Say, Grim, can you do me a favor and tell me what exactly is on my neck? I just know it itches and feels slightly hotter than the rest of my skin there."

Round azure eyes examined the spot he was told to. "Oh! It seems to be a mosquito bite!" The feline spoke loudly.

"Seriously?! You have those here too?! Uuugh, what a drag!" [Name] groaned at the news.

The yelling suddenly stopped.

"Come...again?" Sebek, for once in their whole friendship, spoke in a low voice.

Grim repeated himself, "What [Name] told me to look at in her neck, it's a mosquito bite… Maybe she got it while sleeping."

Everyone took a good look at the red bump again, letting a small "oh" after realizing their mistake.

"Ahaha… so, uh… guess it was all a misunderstanding…" Ace said, bringing an awkward silence afterwards.

"Anyways, guys," The girl stood up, "Care to explain what was all that about a pact and worrying who did this to me? What about that thing of biting down on the one you fancy?" Peeved [eye color] looked between all of them as she crossed her arms.

"N-Nothing to worry about much, [Name]! I-Its just..!" Deuce began.

"Dumb teen boy things, don't e~ven worry! Ahaha..!" Ace seconded.

Jack cleared his throat, "Something, uh… Leona wants me back at the dorm at this hour. See you around." The tan boy fled the scene.

"Y-Yeah! The Young Master must be soliciting my services! I must go. Farewell." Sebek followed.

"I-I believe Vil called for me earlier!" Epel ran as fast he could, in the complete opposite direction to where the dorm leader was exercising.

"Dumbasses, bunch of dumbasses…" The [hair color] sighed. "They all have a crush in me, don't they?"

Ace and Deuce looked at each other before laughing nervously, "Yeah, we, uh…"

"Have to feed the flamingos!"

"Indeed! Can't let them feed themselves!"

"So~... We gotta go, get changed, into the pink clothes, else they will...b-...b-..."

"Bite! Yeah, they bite and peck very hard!"

"Oh, yes! Aha… So… See ya 'round!"

"Bye for now!"

"That they do...that they do…" Grim confirmed.

[END☆]

Anyways~ hope this was a fun read! ( ＾▽＾)/

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Epel, dear, you shouldn’t be on that section of the library...

Thank you for the request~

#March 2021 special #request pavilion #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #1st year gang #Ace Trappola #Deuce Spade #Jack Howl #Epel Felmier #Sebek Zigvolt #zack writes #fun times

[fromashescomephoenixes]

Beauty and the Beast?

author’s note: Howdy all! This piece is a very late contribution to Reese’s disney writing challenge! This was in celebration of their achievement of 800 followers, due to their amazing fics.  (find the other submissions here) I am so overjoyed I could have a part in this, and I wanted to say a very special congratulations to them! ( @probably-peeves) In the month it took me to write this, they’re only a couple followers off of 1000! So, go check them out and drop a follow! Without further ado, I present my first ever Remus fic!

word count: ~2000

summary: you’ve spent years admiring Remus from a far, but who could ever learn to love a beast? this fic is loosely based around beauty and the beast

warnings: lil bit angsty and a hint of language. also it switches pov’s every so often so I’ve put in the beginning of each section who’s pov it is :)

•••

(your pov)

“He’s so perfect,” I sighed thinking to myself. I would have told a friend, but- well, they all thought I was a bit odd.

I was currently seated in the great hall, glancing up from my thick book. I had just been traveling to the optimistic world of Anne Shirley, when I had been distracted out of the corner of my eye by Remus pouring himself a steaming mug of tea. I took a sip of my own mug and continued to discreetly peer over its rim towards Remus.

He was sat, as usual, beside Peter Pettigrew. Today he looked a little more tired than usual, but I figured that must have been exam season getting to him.

I returned to my book as I realised that the amount of staring I was doing was reaching a nearly creepy amount.

I was never going to tell Remus I liked him. He was perfect. And me?

I was just a beast.

•••

(Narrator pov)

“She’s so perfect,” Remus sighed for the fourth time so far that breakfast.

“Bloody hell mate, do you need me to ask her out for you?” Sirius smirked as he took a particularly suggestive bite of toast. Remus wrinkled his freckled nose.

“You know exactly why I can’t Sirius,” Remus said quietly. “Look at her!” He gazed steadily towards you, at your end of Ravenclaw’s table.

“She’s perfect, and beautiful, and smart, and-“ Remus looked so miserable in that moment that Sirius, James, and Peter were about three seconds from tackling him in a large group hug. His despair faded to resigned dismay, and he finished.

“I’m just a beast,” he shrugged sadly.

•••

(your pov)

The library cooled my heated forehead just enough to hear my own thoughts for a minute. This full moon was going to be a long one. I hated the way standing outside at this time of night made the hair on the back of my neck prickle. Or the way I could smell the scent of Remus’s cologne (which I normally loved) from here- even though he was still in the great hall.

I performed another subtle cooling charm and returned to the detailed essay on the precise wand movements required for jelly leg jinxes.

“Can I take a seat?” A familiar yet unknown voice asked, motioning to a chair. I looked up to see the soft honey gold eyes of Remus gazing into mine. “Your corner of the library is so cool,” he smiled in a tired manner. It was then that I noticed the flushed tone of his cheeks.

“Of course,” I answered softly, incredibly shy around anyone- especially Remus. I swallowed my heart that was trying to escape it’s rightful place, and tried to start conversation. “Long day?” I asked gently. Remus rubbed his temples before responding:

“I guess you could say that,” the small, tired smile was back again. I pulled a small mint leaf out of my tiny container.

“I find mint always calms me down,” I popped a leaf into my own mouth, and handed him one.

I turned back to my work and managed to write another line before I was distracted by a slight rustling noise. Another affect of the full moon... heightened senses. I glanced up to see Remus digging through his satchel bag for something. Triumphant, he pulled out a bar of Honeydukes chocolate.

•••

(Narrator pov)

“Oi, Prongs,” James glanced up as Sirius’s hard elbow hit his side. “He finally got the courage to sit with her!” Sirius had a gleeful grin on his face. James’s face lit up as well and he quickly got  Peter’s attention. Peter let out a soft round of applause and gave a watery smile.

"Well, I ought to go help-" Sirius stood up to go talk to Remus, but James promptly yanked him back by his coller.

"You tosser! You'd make it worse!" James chuckled slightly, and they all resumed their studious work.

•••

(Remus’s pov)

I held up the bar and raised an eyebrow slightly. “Would you like any?” I held the chocolate towards her. As much as I hated sharing my chocolate, it was only kind. Especially after I saw her eyes meet mine again. Anything was worth seeing those eyes again.

She nodded shyly, and I broke off a chunk of the bar and placed it into her palm. She gratefully accepted it, and resumed her rapid writing. Godric, how does anyone write that fast?

About a half hour later, I stood up to take a break. Stretching my back out, I noticed y/n gazing at me. I couldn't tell if she was judging me, or just curious. Her eyes were so focused and clear. The golden yellow eye color suited her so perfectly. She truly was beautiful.

•••

(your pov)

Remus and I had met several more times in the library since then. In the past few weeks his face had brightened up a lot from the tired look I had seen the first time he sat with me.

"Hey Remus!" I nodded as he approached our now usual spot. It was odd how he always happened to be in the library when I was. I suppose we must have similar study habits. My heart began to beat rapidly as it always did when I was nervous. Helga, at this point I should be used to talking with people.

"Good afternoon y/n," He grinned brightly and set his books down. "Any good assignments today?" I bit my lip. Would he really want to hear my raptures on the benefits I had recently discovered of sage? I decided to give it a shot and told him my recent potion experiments.

He held on to every word as I explained. I blushed, realising that for once someone actually wanted to listen to my words instead of calling me a nerd or strange.

"Thanks for letting me talk about that," I let out a small, nervous giggle.

"It's fascinating!" He responded, his eyebrows shot up. He proceeded to ask me multiple questions, and show a bit of his own knowledge by linking it to a specific charm he had read about.

After chatting for a while longer, I focused on my work again. At this point I was simply adding finishing touches to my foot long parchment. Roughly an hour later I noticed Remus's steady gaze trained on me.

"What?" I smiled softly.

"Er-" Remus paused, blushing slightly. "Well, you're-" I smiled a little wider at his stumbling around. Although I couldn't think for the life of me why he couldn't find his words. I noticed his chest rise, as he took a deep breath.

"Would you like to go to a ball with me?" He asked finally. I blushed, and grinned myself this time.

"They're holding a ball?" I hadn't heard any announcement about a ball, but I tended to zone out during meal times anyway.

"Well, you see-" Remus took another deep breath. "It would only be us."

•••

(Remus’s pov)

And that's how, like the fucking idiot I am, I ended up standing outside the room of requirement in a slightly shabby suit. Sirius had kindly advised me that I looked like a slimy salesman, and James had helped me comb my hair before sending me out the portrait hole with a pat on the back.

"You're going to crush it mate, she'll love you." James called. Sirius leaned out after him, and shouted:

"You look hot!" I felt the very tips of my ears turn red, and jogged up to the room of requirement. I glanced behind me as I fleed Sirius's compliments, just to make sure he wasn't following me.

I finally arrieved, slightly out of breath, next to the tapestry. She came around the corner slightly afterwards, and all I could do was smile. She truly was beautiful.

•••

(Your pov)

"Sorry I'm late," I blushed. Remus looked incredibly handsome, and I  I felt like all of my ability to converse had somehow disappeared. Remus kindly took my hand, and smiled. Then, just like that, my power of speech was returned.

"I had to jog here, don't worry." I laughed slightly at his admission. He held out his arm for me to take.

"Shall we?" I accepted his arm and we turned to the golden door together. It spread open right on cue, and we passed through the glowing arch. The warm yellow light reminded me of the sun, a pleasant difference to the harsh light of the moon.

The room had transformed especially for us, into a circular ballroom with high, arching walls. Gold accents and soft, creamy colored walls lit up the space, and the ceiling had tiny slivers of moonlight poking through. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck prickle slightly, and I grasped onto Remus's arm slightly tighter to steady myself. I noticed him pause and stiffen as well, surely because of the way I had just dug my nails into his arm.

The room worked it's magic and closed the gaps in the roof, replacing them with flowery vines. I relaxed, and concentrated on thinking of a nice song to dance to.

The first few notes of a soft piano caught my ear, and I quickly realised the room was playing 'Tale as Old as Time' from Beauty and the Beast. How fitting, I thought. My beautiful Remus is here with me... a beast.

Remus placed one hand upon the small of my back, and took my other palm in his. I rested my free hand on his shoulder and let the music wash over me for a moment.

In sync, we began to glide across the floor to the soft music. I was immediately lost in the flowing and spinning, and the only thing I truly registered was the honey brown of Remus's eyes, steadily trained on my yellow toned- golden eyes. I realised as I stared that his eyes became slightly more yellow as we continued to gaze at each other. I felt my neck hair prickle again, and my cheeks flush as I felt a hint of my moon sickness. It was as if my werewolf tendencies were being amplified by Remus somehow.

My cheeks continued to flush, and we continued to dance in sync. I felt as if I was floating upon a cloud, gliding along in someone else's dream land. I was so close to Remus I could count his constellation of freckles, see the golden flecks in his, see the pinky color of his lips.

"Thank you, Remus," I whispered. I felt frozen in this moment, but I didn't mind at all.

I leaned in slightly and Remus's soft lips caught on to mine. I deepened the kiss before pulling away, the horrible truth causing my brow to furrow.

"Remus, I have to tell you something," I placed my hands on his chest as he held my waist, keeping me close against him.

"What is it my dove?" Remus frowned, and brushed a stray hair from my face.

"You can't love me!" It all became to much, I pulled away and tried to explain it all before the hot tears came streaming down my face. I felt the salty streams dash down my face, and I realised it was too late.

"I'm a werewolf," I sobbed, returning to Remus's arms despite my better judgement.

To my surprise, Remus's warm, husky laughter began to echo off of the arched wall. I weakly hit into his chest, annoyed that he was laughing. He wasn't muggle born, and his father had written a large amount of the anti-werewolf legislation that made my life living hell.

"Me too y/n," He answered, curbing his laughter. I looked into his eyes and felt the slightly woofish sides of my returning again. I hugged him even tighter.

"So we're beast and the beast?" I joked.

"Hm?" Remus's deep voice vibrated against where my forehead was tucked into his chest.

"This whole time I thought that we were Beauty and the Beast," I paused and took a deep breath. "Obviously you were Beauty," I mumbled.

"Perhaps we're both the beauty in our own way?" Remus smiled.

p.s. i’ve got another fic coming in the next few days so keep an eye out!

#remus lupin #remus x you #remus x reader #harry potter fanfiction #hp fanfic #harry potter #disney crossover #beauty and the beast #disney x harry potter #reader insert #hp reader insert #hp #HP Fandom #harry potter fandom

[burnedbyshoto]

Sero Hanta  - Alphabet HC’s

a/n: so I kinda said fuck my schedule for this event... sorry BAHAHAHAHa

A = Affection (How affectionate are they with an s/o?)

Sero is the kinda guy who sees pda as not pda. He is affectionate but never in a drowning way. His arms will definitely be around your shoulders or waist at all times, he may even kiss you here and there. But he’s not extreme.

B = Breath (What could their s/o do to take their breath away?)

Saying that he’s your favorite pro-hero. HE’S A SOFT MAN AND JUST HEARING THOSE FEW WORDS FROM YOU MAKES HIM MELT EVERY TIME.

C = Cuddling (Do they cuddle? If they do, how and when do they cuddle?)

Sero is a little fucking spoon. He likes being held by you, it’s safe and comforting!!!! He will cuddle you especially when the two of you are hanging out. He’s not afraid of being the little spoon and if you’re hanging out with bakusquad best believe he’ll curl up onto you

D = Dream (What do they dream of doing with their s/o?)

Sero is a simple guy. He has a simple dream. Being adept enough to carry you within his arms as he swings through the city. 

E = Effort (How much effort do they put into a relationship?)

SO. MUCH. EFFORT. You have an issue with him? He’ll do all that he can to make sure it’s fixed if it’s fixable. He’s a laid back guy, but it revolves you??? There’s a fire lit under his ass.

F = Fear (What do they do if their s/o is scared? How do they handle it?)

Wraps you up in his arms. The only time where he becomes super serious, he’ll whisper reaffirming words into your ears, sweet nothings as he keeps you wrapped up. Will even roll the two of you up in tape to make you laugh. 

G = Gifts (What type of gifts do they give their s/o? Do they want a gift in return?)

Sero is the kind of boyfriend who brings you on theme gifts. Whether that be what fits his own aesthetics or fits your aesthetics, he will bring you something. You have the most out of place blanket from him, but you love it! He never expects presents in return and it always makes him tear up when you return one back.

H = Hugs (Do they hug their s/o? How often?)

Oh yeah, if sero doesn’t hug you at least twenty times in a day, call 911, it’s an imposter. He likes the hugs where he can tuck his face into your neck, even if you’re waaay shorter than him.

I = Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do they have problems with intimacy?)

He is a pretty romantic guy when he tries. Unfortunately, sero does lead a busy lifestyle so the dates he prepares don’t seem romantic, but you love it even though he’s super embarrassed. In fact, for your one year anniversary he will plan out your dream date.

J = Jealous (Do they get jealous? How do they act when jealous?)

Sero is a jealous kinda guy. he won’t ever act like it and will often pretend that he isnt. he does not hesitate to walk over to where you are and immediately become hyper attached. mouth on neck, hands on waist typa guy.

K = Kiss (Are they a good kisser? Do they like to kiss? How often do they try to kiss you?)

Sero is a stiff kisser. He really tries to relax, but he just gets so flustered by you he’s stiff. His kisses are stiff yet soft and you always bring him in for more. You kiss him way more than he kisses you, but that’s because he’s shy.

L = Love (When do they say they love you? How often do they say it? Do they prefer to say or show it?)

He says ‘i love you’ by accident. He gets back to your house one night exhausted from a long day at patrol, you cater to what he needs and sink into the bed with him. Sero’s exhausted body folding into yours, and he says it as he drifts off to sleep, he prefers saying it over showing it, and will say it daily. 

M = Marriage (Do they want to get married? If so, what kind of ceremony?)

He wants and needs to marry you! The ceremony would be big like super unintentionally, the two of you count the guest list and are like… what the fuck?!

N = Night out (What type of dates do they like to go on? How often do they like to go on them?)

Sero is a movie and dinner kinda guy. But the movie and dinner don’t happen in a movie theater and restaurant often. He’ll take you to rooftops, to parks, anywhere he can find a moment to be alone with you and will show off the food he (with bakugou’s help) made.

O = Out of the Ordinary (What’s something they don’t normally do with/for their s/o?)

Won’t do a couple costumes with you. Not that he wouldn’t but sero takes halloween super seriously, and your pb&j idea is too lame for his basically cosplay level costume.

P = Playful (Are they playful in a relationship? If so, how do they play around/mess with their s/o?)

He is so playful!!!! He is the type to do prank wars on you that blow up on social media! He enjoys pranks that make you chuck whatever is nearby you and loves the pranks that make you smile softly and jump into his arms. He is a man of taste

Q = Questions (Do they ask their s/o their opinion on things? Do they share theirs?)

Your opinion on things is super important to him! From the smallest of things to wondering if pluto is a planet, he will always ask. He will always give his own opinion as well because his thoughts deserve to be heard as well.

R = Random (How spontaneous is their relationship? Do they do things on the spot or plan ahead?)

When sero plans things out you can never guess what it is. He once took you on a weekend getaway to visit pink sand beaches! When he does things on the spot it’s super spontaneous because it’s the same thing everytime. Pizza, movies, kisses, and a gift. Neither one is bad.

S = Sleep (How do they sleep with their s/o?)

Sero is a restless sleeper, so he starts off the night laying next to you, and will wake up with you on his lap. No one knows how. 

T = Trust (How much do they trust their s/o?)

Sero TRUSTS YOU WITH HIS LIFE!!!!!! If he were to pick between a killing pill and a safe pill, he’s pick whichever one you choose even though it has to do with luck. 

U = Unique (What makes them unique as an s/o?)

He looks at the tiniest detail! You’ve always assumed that sero wasn’t one to even notice half of the things you would’ve noticed. He’ll be like “yeah, i knew you weren’t okay because you raised you left eyebrow when you smiled when it’s usually your right!” and you’ll be like “I DO WHAT?!?!??!”

V = Vulnerable (How long until they can be vulnerable around their s/o? What are they like in this state?)

Sero is very vulnerable pretty quickly. He’s going to be broken and open to you even before you two start dating, so you know whats happening even before anything official happens. He just goes blank, his eyes glaze over as he stares at one thing until he breaks down and cries as he tells you what’s wrong.

W = Wild Card (Get a random domestic headcanon of the character of your choice)

The two of you have definitely made a hammock out of his tape before. It went terribly and required your friends to come save you two but it was so worth the laughter and the joy that came with it.

X = X-Ray (What would they do if their s/o got injured?)

Your injured? So is Sero! He will do anything and everything for you! He will even dress up as a butler just to further the fact that he’s gonna do whatever you need.

Y = Yuck (Do they have any pet peeves about their s/o? Are there any habits that might bother their s/o?)

Sero is not one with many pet peeves! Just don’t be rude to him or his friends and you’re all good.

Z = Zeal (Are they passionate as an s/o? Do they want or like passion?)

He’s a passionate person but is sometimes almost embarrassed to express the passion. But everytime without fail the passion rushes out of him and he’s always grateful for it.

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Sero can barely remember his own name after sex. He’s gonna just stare at you for a solid three minutes before laughing and falling out of bed. He’ll then go clean you up all while chuckling because wow you’re amazing.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

HIS ARMS ARE HIS FAVORITE BODY PART!!!! His arms are so fucking toned and strong and he loves seeing your fingers rake down his arms as he fucks you so good. And on you??? Sero is an ass man. Fuck does he love squeezing and manipulating the soft flesh within his fingers and your resulting moans.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

His cum is pretty translucent and sticky. It’s not that thick, pretty thin, but it comes flying out every time. Loves seeing it seep out of your cunt when he’s done with you.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He really got turned on that one night where you dommed him and used his tape on him. There was something so fucking hot seeing you use his tape to have your way with him.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He is actually not that experienced before you! He’s a good guy, but he was never truly desperate for a relationship. He doesn’t know what he’s doing, and it’s a good learning process for the two of you. 

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He loves fucking you against a wall. Again with his arms on hyperfocus, he loves seeing you crumbling into a mess as he has his way with you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Sero can be a total goofball during sex, he enjoys having witty battles with you and hearing your voice break as he slams against your g-spot. Serious sex is a thing with him, and it kinda steals your breath away after time. 

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

The carpet matches the drapes. His pubes are in fact trimmed but the first time it was just a big ol mess. They are now pretty much neat and at one point he was completely bare.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

Just because he’s goofing off, doesn’t mean he’s not intimate. He will still make the setting romantic and safe, and even though he’s making you focus on things other than the feeling of his dick in your pussy it feels so intimate and loving. 

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Sero masturbates so much still LMAO. he loves sending you videos if you want them because dear god he has one thing on his mind when he does it, you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Bondage, he loves seeing you tied up and he too loves being tied up. Degradation, he loves when you talk dirty to him it’s so pleasing. Role play, when you dress up as his favorite manga characters… he fucking busts a phat nut.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

His most favorite place to fuck you is in an unsuspecting alleyway as he quite literally snatches you off the street and has his way with you in his hero costume!!!!

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

When he comes home and you’re waiting patiently waiting for him with his shirt on and lingerie underneath. He’s quite literally fallen over in his eagerness to get to you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Will not hit you during sex. Will spank but if you want it harder than how he is giving it to you, he will literally stop. He doesn’t like it. His major turn off is having a ball gag in his mouth. He doesn’t like the feeling of it and his drive dies on the spot.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He feels bad, but he prefers receiving it more. Doesn’t matter how skilled you are, it’s just so fucking hot seeing your mouth around his cock. He is actually quite good at giving oral but would prefer receiving any day.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

A pretty fast guy. He is someone known for his speed and swiftness, and well honey, he fucks you at a good fucking pace and his motions are always clean.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Super into quickies. Loves public sex but if you’re not that into it, he’ll restrain from it… but… wall sex in an alleyway.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Super into entertaining. Y’all can go through a kink list in a week and will rule out what you didn’t like and try incorporating what you did like more in the future.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Sero can last at max four rounds, but by round four he’s super sloppy. 

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He owns a fair share of toys that are used for the both of you, depending on who’s domming.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Sero loves to fucking tease you, and he’s pretty damn good at it. He will be fucking you at such a slow yet swift pace, his thrusts are teasing promises as he makes sure you can’t retaliate against him. 

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’s V E R Y vocal, a reason why he hates the gag. It just makes him choke. He thinks words are the easiest and best ways to express that he fucking loves what you just did to him, so he’s not going to stop.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

The one night you were wearing the sexy version of his costume as a roleplay thing literally ruined his costume for him, in a good way, forever. Now whenever he looks at himself he sees the slutty version you wore as you had him trapped on a wall as you asked if he needed saving.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Sero is a big guy. Around eight inches but he doesn’t have that big of a girth, and easily fits in your hand. 

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He has a high sex drive, you just make him so fucking horny sometimes and he is never one to deny you.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Will knock out as soon as you wrap him in your arms, so if you’re expecting aftercare, do not touch him until after he’s done.

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SCK/EDSER asks

My inbox was full again, so questions under the cut. Some of these are from today and some are from earlier. 

(asks under the read more)

Anonymous said: Random things that amuse me: 1. When they met, Serkan didn’t seem all that mad that Eda keyed his car but was way more angered by her disdain for him. 2. I always forget about Eda’s ex because I think Eda forgot about him too. Cenk cheated on her and brought his new gf to break up with her, and Eda was more peeved that he implied Serkan was out of her league. (1/2)

The only time he’s brought up again is when Eda pretends to be texting him instead of Serkan (because Ayfer would be madder at her talking to Serkan lol). 3. Whenever Melo is supposed to be mad at Serkan in solidarity with Eda, she just cannot bring herself to dislike him. (2/2)

I LOVE THIS ASK! 

1. I have always wondered about that. Even current, softer Serkan would get PISSED at someone keying his car. He keeps all of his things pristine. You know under normal circumstances he would be infuriated by that and not let it go. The car would have had to go to the body shop and everything.  I think the fact that he didn’t seem all that bothered, other than threatening to call the police of course, is that he was just so gobsmacked by this insanely beautiful, but also beautifully insane, lady yelling at him and handcuffing him that he couldn’t think straight. The fact that she had seriously vandalized his car became inconsequential. 

Additionally, I think when he found out ArtLife had cancelled her scholarship, he became embarrassed and didn’t want to make any more of an issue about it. 

2. I forget about him too. What a tool he was. It also seems a bit out of character for Eda now.  All of her friends and her aunt knew that he was ghosting her, and they made it clear they thought it by their reactions, but Eda didn’t get it? Eda was ready to marry a dude she hadn’t seen for a year? That does not sound like the Eda we know. Independent, fiery Eda? It’s true that she’s grown a lot, but that much? It seems like they designed that relationship to put Eda in the right frame of mind to kiss Serkan on the podium and then, thankfully, forgot about it. 

3. Yes, Melo is all of us. In the early episodes especially, Serkan could be a real jerk, but I know I never held it against him for long, just like Melo.  None of us can resist him, I’m sure we were all cheering her on when she was the one to give up Eda’s Saturday morning location.  And I love it when she calls him enişte. It’s also sweet that he’s fond of her as well. 

Anonymous said: What are your thoughts about Engin and Piril? Sometimes I think they are cute and sometime I just don't think they are meant for each other. I hope Piril's father brings a new story and dynamic that will help us see whether they work as a couple or not.

My thoughts are pretty much the same as yours. In the beginning I really thought they were pretty flat and wasn’t really rooting for them.  Partly because I loved Engin’s character and I was pretty “eh” on Piril. She was so laser focused on work that I didn’t like when she would try and guilt Serkan because he was spending time with Eda. I found that annoying and I thought Engin could have a more interesting relationship (like Melo!).

Alas, that wasn’t to be, however I surprised myself by actually cheering when he proposed, and I really liked their heart to heart talk in the NY episode. On the other hand I wasn’t really charmed by their disconnect when it came to entertaining people. They were SO FAR apart.  Piril was so uptight and Engin so lacksodasical, I think they’ll end up driving each other bonkers and it’s hard to see how that will work, and I’m not sure it’s something I want to watch all that much of. 

Same as you, I’m hope that Piril’s father turns out to be interesting. What’s going on there? Will we find out this episode?

Also, honestly, I’m still pressed they didn’t call Serkan to come to the wedding. (But I assume that had more to do with how quickly they shoot and needing to have scenes without Hande and Kerem in them. H/K were in tons of scenes that episode so it was probably tight with scheduling and they were doing A and B units etc.) 

Anonymous said:  Hi Liza, I hope you are well and you and your loved ones are staying safe. SCK really helped make 2020 better and I'm glad we have the show in 2021 too! Sometimes the letter count in these asks really get to me because I feel like I have so much more to say and ask but oh well. In this ask i just want to say I hope Seyfi and Melo both get their very own happily ever afters. They're my favs and totally deserve it. Leyla too! That actress is so pretty, I wish we got to see her dress up more!

Hello! I’m well, thank you for asking.  I’m not even joking when I saw that SCK was a highlight of 2020 for me. I’m so appreciative for the happy and joyous distraction it’s been over the last few months. 

I LOVE MELO AND SEYFI.  They are two of my favorite supporting characters, and two of the only ones that have stayed at the top since the beginning. Now Aydan is up there with them, but she wasn’t in the beginning, lol! 

Those two deserve all good things. Leyla is also a great character and I wonder what her feelings are towards Erdem. Does she really like him?  

Anyway, I’m not sure what they might be planning for any of them, but I can tell you I’m more interested in how they might end up, than I am with Ceren, Ferit, Fifi, or Piril.  

Anonymous said: This ask may not be worth answering but I've always wondered about Eda's family on her mom's side. I don't think they've ever mentioned it on the show and if they have I may have missed it but it's interesting. It's most likely that her grandparents died and her mom didn't have any siblings but it would be really cool if she did have a family member who understood her and supported her and Serkan unlike Ayfer.

It would be interesting to know, you’d think she would have some relatives on her mom’s side.  We’ll have to see if the show ever mentions it.

Anonymous said: Ok it may be the overthinker in me but unlike everyone else I'm actually worried seeing Serkan wear his engagement ring. If he and Eda reconciled and he knows the truth about her grandma threatening her, wouldn't their game plan be keeping their relationship a secret and not flaunting his ring. But then that's what the fans want, and maybe the writers have a different idea. I'm freaking out with worry that maybe Serkan and Bulca got engaged! But then it looks like his original ring! let's see!

Anonymous said: I'm the one who feared the engagement ring in a previous ask. Well today's pics/videos that show Serkan, Aydan and Seyfi at Eda's home with flowers seem like they are asking for her hand in marriage. It's an assumption but I feel much better. Lol!

See, this is why I always say not to borrow trouble by worrying about the disaster scenario.  Why would he ask Balca to marry him the day after he sexed up Eda? Even if they were hiding it and using Balca for subterfuge, why would they need to go all the way to engaged to do that? 

I’m glad you’re feeling better. I agree that the video posted today with them all at Eda’s house with the flower and the chocolate looks very much like they’re doing the traditional asking for her hand for serious this time! 

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Can’t wait to see them with their rings back on, we’ve been waiting so long. 

Also, I have no idea why they are able to get away with this... maybe Eda found something while investigating that neutralized Babaanne?  At least for the moment? 

Anonymous said: Sometimes I hate being the audience, we know things that the characters don't and I want to yell at my tablet screen. I don't though because I don't want to confirm my parents thoughts that I am crazy, lol! Anyway I wanted to say that I appreciate you and the SCK community because none of my friends watch the show and I'm glad I have people to discuss this with, otherwise I'd actually go crazy. Edser & Hanker & the cast and crew make me happy! They're just amazing and I'm thankful for them!

Me too!  I appreciate the cast and crew AND I appreciate the fandom. There are some very lovely people here, and I’m thrilled that I have you all to discuss the show and ship with because none of my friends or family in real life watch either.  I’ve told many people about it, and sometimes I will drop words or phrases in Turkish that I’ve picked up watching and all they do is roll their eyes at me.  (I enjoy that) 

Also... talk back to that screen, I do. It’s fun. LOL. 

Anonymous said: Thoughts on the fan theory that Eda & Serkan are actually already working together to bring her grandma down? Not sure that I really saw any clues throughout the episode that a scene of the two of them talking together was cut out but guess we could always get flashbacks to show it. I think for me that might make a little sense because how does Serkan not suspect that Grandma flat out made Eda breakup with him? He knows she wants them kept apart, he got arrested and then magically released which coincided with Eda staying away from him, entry of a prince interested in Eda and Eda being chummy with her Grandma 🧐. Or maybe he does suspect all of that but finally understands the risk that she poses to all of them so he agreed to end things? Very interested to see how the show gets us from that heartbreaking breakup to Serkan & Eda being jealous at the restaurant.

My apologies, I know this ask was sent before some of the recent spoilers including the second promo with the... uh... explosion. (sex) So at this point I do not think they are working together, the break up appears to be real. So it will be interesting how the first 2 hours of this episode plays out. I assume the sex will be in the last 15 minutes. 

It looks like Serkan’s tact is to pretend he’s over her and moving on and let that drive her crazy. So I’d say that in order to do that, he has a pretty good idea why Eda broke up with him and knows it’s because of Babaanne and threats against him.

Anonymous said: Can I just say - I really dislike Ayfer. And I just realized that she has had like no growth at all in these 25 episodes. I guess she has an instagram business now? There is such a huge contrast between how they've developed her and Aydan, not only in how they view EdSer's relationship but on their own as well. Aydan is a new woman while Ayfer is still just a hater and a negative nancy about everything. You'd think they'd give her a better storyline with her mother in town but I don't see it

Since you sent this I’ve answered another ask about Ayfer here.  I very much agree with you.  She reacts negatively to everything, I’m not sure why the girls like to hang out with her so much, they have to hide everything and she is like a damp rag covering any bit of excitement. 

On rewatching some of the early episodes, I have noticed that she was negative  from the beginning.  She was even annoying in her first second on screen, when she was waking Eda up to go help with the soil delivery. I hate that shrill voice she uses to say Günaydın over and over again. 

You’re so right that she hasn’t had much if any growth.  Neither she nor Aydan were excited by the Eda/Serkan pairing from the beginning. Aydan was more vocal, but Ayfer was just as disapproving.  And frankly, even though between the two of them, Aydan might have seemed like the more formidable foe to the relationship, Ayfer actually always had more power.  Just because Serkan Bolat is going to do whatever he wants to do and he’s not going to be swayed by his mother’s disapproval, but as we’ve seen in episode 21 Eda is more susceptible to her aunt’s guilt and disapproval. Remember when she asked Eda if she could trust Serkan’s positive assessment of her work because he might lie if he has feelings for her!?! GRRRRRRRRR. 

The other big difference is that once Aydan saw how absolutely heartbroken Serkan was, she completely changed her tune and became supportive of the relationship. Her son’s happiness mattered to her. While Ayfer sat there last week and watched her heartbroken niece and reacted with glee.  Eda’s happiness is apparently not important to Ayfer.  

If indeed the Bolat’s have come to woo Eda, it will be interesting to see how Ayfer reacts.  Will she come around on her own or will Eda have to give her an ultimatum. I wouldn’t mind that, actually.  Give Ayfer a reality check on the way she’s been behaving, just as controlling as her mother. 

Anonymous said:bHey Liza! Thanks for your thoughts on ep25, was looking forward to them today cause you're always rational and I pretty much agree with all you've said lol. The number of ppl mad at Eda/saying her character is ruined is wild, did they watch the same episode?? Eda HAD to end things because of the shit her grandma was pulling, like it wasn't small things she has serious connections, obviously Eda isn't gonna endanger serkan!! I really hope the people being irrational read your answers lol. The only thing that's bothering me about the episodes is that this is supposed to be a romantic comedy and I'm missing that (gotta be honest I fast forwarded thru the Alex ayfer aydan stuff lol) but hoping for some funny Edser stuff at least lol. Also THE PRINCE REALLY DO BE CRAZY lmao

This was also sent before some of the recent schedules. It looks to me like we’re are in for a bit of romance the next few episodes. 

I’M SO EXCITED!!

Anonymous said: the prince is very specifically credited as a guest actor, so i think that maybe he'll only be here for 1 or 2 more episodes max. which makes me think that this arc at least with him directly involved won't last very long. i'm excited about the bombshell to be dropped though because as of right now neither eda or serkan know exactly what babaanne's plan for him is in regards to eda.. and not to mention his other creepy motives that have to do with his dead wife.

I haven’t seen him mentioned in any BTS stuff for 27... maybe he makes his exit is 26? We shall see. 

Anonymous said:  while i understand where serkan was coming from in his decision to not tell eda the truth, it was coming from a purely selfish reason (even he says that) eda's decision is bc of a very real 3rd party threat that would have consequences for serkan's family, business, and his wellbeing. and eda has no time to prepare a plan or anything of the sort; she's basically backed into a corner. i really wonder why serkan is granted so much more understanding in the fandom than eda's character..

I don’t agree that Serkan was coming from a “purely selfish place.”  I don’t remember Serkan saying that and if he did, I’m sure it’s because he’s attributing all his motives to the one he’s most ashamed of feeling.  Because while there was something selfish in not wanting her to know the truth and not wanting her to think of her dead parents when she looked at him, I think it’s clear he was also trying to protect her from those thoughts. He was trying to protect her from the heartbreak of dredging up their deaths, protecting her from having to make the decision to leave him. It was a lot more complicated then just him being “purely selfish.” Remember he inflicted the greatest heartbreak on himself, you don’t do that for purely selfish reasons. 

It would be nice if anytime something went wrong, there wasn’t a knee-jerk reaction to vilify one or the other characters. 

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[bbyx]

ripple effect - part five

Summary: During her fourth year at Hogwarts, (y/n) Deauxville falls for none other than Cedric Diggory. But it's not easy when you have to deal with protecting your family's fortune, keeping your father's illness a secret and having two of your closest friends catch feelings for you.

Pairings : reader x cedric, reader x draco, reader x harry

(y/n) walks inside the huge double doors of Hogwarts when she gets hit in the face by a balloon. It explodes and leaves her soaking wet.

"Oh fuck you Peeves."

Peeves shrieks in delight seeing Millicent’s smooth newly straightened hair frizz back up to her usual red curls.

(y/n), Millicent and Daphne walk inside the bright Great Hall.

You eye your usual spot where Draco is sitting with his henchmen and you drag your friends away. They shoot you confused looks because you always sit in the exact center of the Slytherin table but you smile reassuringly.

"I want to be near the front today. So Daphne can have a front row seat to her sister's sorting ceremony."

Daphnee looks charmed by your thoughtfulness.

Thank god I was born a good liar.

The hat sings another ridiculous song. The first years line through the great hall and Professor Mcgonagall begins shouting names out. You start cracking your knuckles waiting for someone else to be sorted into Slytherin so your house can cheer loudly,

"Greengrass, Astoria"

"SLYTHERIN"

What seems like the entirety of the Slytherin house jumps up and cheers for the little brunette girl.

A proud looking Astoria Green takes the hat off and hurries to the Slytherin table, where everyone was applauding her. Harry caught a glance of (y/n) cheering Astoria on. For a fleeting second, Harry had a strange desire to join the Slytherin table too.

During the whole dinner, (y/n) could feel Draco's eyes burning into the back of her head. She focused hard on not looking to her right and meeting his eyes. But during  dessert, while searching for the treacle tart, you meet his eyes. He looks strangely hurt?

As soon as Dumbledore starts his usual speech you zone out and start thinking about the hundreds of things on your mind and worrying about your father's business.

"It is also my painful duty to inform you that the inter-house Quidditch Cup will not take place this year."

"WHAT! Did he just... That's ridiculous... He can't possibly... Tell me he didn't just say... no quidditch?" You're at a loss for words.

Even if (y/n) didn't play Quidditch herself she was the Slytherin team's number one fan. She was there at any game, didn't matter the weather, and she screamed her lungs out cheering. The team even gave her an honorary member's Quidditch robe for Christmas. It was one of her most cherished possession.

For the first time this evening, you willingly look at Draco. You know that as the Slytherin Seeker Draco would be flipping tables. His cool gray eyes meet yours. He looks utterly unphased. You cock your head to the side, silently asking him What the fuck is going on?.

Just wait. He mouths back. (y/n) rolls her eyes at him, obviously annoyed and turns away.

A battered looking man bursts through the doors. His glass eye jerking around then fixes on (y/n). A shudder goes down her spine.

What a creepy little man.

"May I introduce the New Defense against The Dark Arts teacher" Professor Dumbledore bellows. "Professor Moody!"

Jesus fucking Christ.

"As I was saying" Dumbledore continues " we have the honour of hosting a very exciting event over the coming months, an event which has not been held for over a century. It is my greatest pleasure to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year."

"YOU'RE JOKING!" says Fred loudly.

You were too busy trying to remember a conversation you overheard at the Burrow about Professor Moody to process all the excitement around you.

As students start to file out of the Great Hall, you feel someone tug at your robes.

"Do you know there's house elves at Hogwarts?" Hermione presses.

" Um yeah, never been to the kitchens?"

"No. And it wasn't mentioned in Hogwarts: A History." She purses her lips and continues.

"Do you have house elves (y/n)."

"We had a couple elves when I was little but then one of my dad's muggle business partners accidentally spotted one and the ministry had to erase his memory. Quite a funny little accident actually. So then my dad freed the elves and got muggle staff. Why?"

"Oh (y/n)! We have to do something about the house elves. It's basically slave labour. I was thinking about starting an organisa-"

She gets cut off by Fred and George.

" That's bloody bullshit! They can't do that!" George bursts. " We're seventeen in April, why can't we have a shot!"

"They're not stopping me entering." says Fred stubbornly. " The Champion'll get to do all sorts of stuff you'd never be able to do normally. And a hundred thousand Galleons."

"Yeah" says Ron wistfully "Yeah, a hundred thousand Galleons."

"God, Ron don't tell me you were actually thinking of entering. You wouldn't last a second" You tease.

"I'd last longer than you." He says poking his tongue out.

"Don't know about that" Harry joins.

"(Y/N) C'MON YOU'RE TAKING FOREVER." Daphne hollers from across the hall.

Ron turns a little pink when he hears her voice. Even though he would never admit it, you know he had a slight crush on Daphne.

You wave the Gryffindors goodbye and go meet your other friends.

"Death toll, huh?" Millicent says.

"Who do you think is gonna enter?" Daphne quips.

"I know Nick is gonna want to enter." Rolling your eyes at Millicent, who's blushes furiously whenever you mention your brother. " And probably some of his friends."

"You think Jeremy Barlett will enter? You shattered his nose less than a day ago!"

"Who knows" You laugh.

"(y/n)!"

You turn at the sound of that voice.

"Don't forget our date Saturday" Cedric shouts from the other end of the hallway. A group of Ravenclaw girls glare at you. You blush furiously as you walk towards him.

"A date, huh?" You smirk "Sorry Diggory I have no clue what you're talking about

He laughs. A beautiful melodic laugh. "Saturday, nine thirty, Great Hall."

"Only if you bring chocolate frogs" You cross your arms. He shakes his head and chuckles.

"Done."

You see Nick and his friends round the corner of the hallway, they join Cedric’s side.

"Oi Ced! Is my little sister annoying you?" Nick chuckles.

Yay! The arrogant asshole's here.

"Oh fuck off Nick" You say hitting him with the back of your hand.

"Feisty" Says Xavier, his Ravenclaw friend.

"Now now (y/n), that's no way to speak to your brother, the future Triwizard champion." Nick boasts.

You stifle a sarcastic laugh.

"Nick, you're not seriously thinking about entering" (y/n) wheezes "even Jeremy, with his broken nose, has a better chance of winning than you."

Nick shoots you the dirtiest look. Eager to change the subject he says

"Any of you guys entering?"

"Maybe"

"Sure thing"

"Absolutely"

"Of course"

(y/n) is taken aback by Cedric's answer. She turns to him.

"You're entering?"

Cedric looks down at the pretty little face looking up at him."You're entering?" She asks, a worried grimace flashes across her face."Yeah why ? Don't think I can do it?" He would never admit it but her opinion mattered to him, a lot. "No um I mean you're really talented but are you sure you should. It's.. it’s really dangerous."

Cedric doesn't miss the slight blush that sweeps across her cheeks as she says this.

Before he could answer, Professor McGonagall stomps in.

"Everyone to your common rooms now!"

"We'll talk Saturday, okay?"

She smiles his favourite slight smile. "See you later Diggory."

"Goodnight (y/n)." Cedric smiles the whole way back to the Hufflepuff common room.

"Let me get this straight" Daphne says walking inside the Slytherin common rooms. "Cedric freaking Diggory asked you on a date! And you didn't bother mentioning it to us! For God sakes (y/n)!"

"More importantly what are you gonna wear?" Millicent asks as the three of you sit down on one of the leather couches.

"Hadn't really thought about that." You admit to her. She huffs and playfully rolls her eyes.

"Don't worry we'll find you the perfect date outfit." Daphne reassures you.

"Date?" A low posh voice curiously chuckles. On the couch facing you are the rest of your Slytherin friends. Draco, Theodore and Blaise. Crabbe and Goyle were there as well but due to their lack of personality, they were more like furniture.

"Yes, Draco. A date. Is that so surprising?"

" With who? Your new friend Potter?" He sneers, obviously jealous of how much time you've been spending with Harry.

"Cedric Diggory." The look on Draco's face was absolutely priceless.

He scoffs. "A Hufflepuff? You could do better"

"I would never be caught dead on a date with a Puff" Pansy says, eager to join the conversation.

"Trust me Pansy, you're not gonna be caught dead on a date with anyone." You answer back.

The boys try to muffle their laughter while the girls spread out leaving no room for her to sit. She sits on the arm rest anyways. The subject of the conversation quickly changes.

"Did you see his glass eye?" Blaise asks you.

"How could she miss it" Millicent laughs " He was staring at her the entire time." Draco seems to stiffen at those words.

"While I was at the Burrow this summer, I overheard Mr.Weasley and Mr.Diggory talking about him and they said he's basically insane."

Draco chokes on his drink.

"YOU SPENT YOUR SUMMER WITH THE WEASELS!?"

"Got a problem with that, Draco?" You ask, arching your brows at him.

"Is it true they sleep in carton boxes, on the ground?" Pansy snickers looking extra proud of her oh-so-witty remark.

"Pansy, I hope you fall down the stairs and break your neck." You say in your sweetest voice.

She finally goes up to her dormitory, defeated.

"Alright goodnight boys. We're going up." You say.

Draco looks like he's about to say something else but you shoot him a I don't wanna hear it glance and walk up the stairs.

At the opposite end of the castle, Harry, Ron, and Neville got into their pajamas and into bed. Someone — a house-elf, no doubt — had placed warming pans between the sheets. It was extremely comfortable, lying there in bed and listening to the storm raging outside.

"I might go in for it, you know," Ron said sleepily through the darkness, "if Fred and George find out how to . . . the tournament . . . you never know, do you?"

"S'pose not. . . ."

Harry rolled over in bed, a series of dazzling new pictures forming in his mind's eye. . . . He had hoodwinked the impartial judge into believing he was seventeen . . . he had become Hogwarts champion . . . he was standing on the grounds, his arms raised in triumph in front of the whole school, all of whom were applauding and screaming . . . he had just won the Triwizard Tournament. . . . (y/n)'s face stood out particularly clearly in the blurred crowd, her face glowing with admiration. . . .

Harry grinned into his pillow, exceptionally glad that Ron couldn't see what he could

#cedric diggory #harry potter #draco malfoy #hp and the goblet of fire #cedric diggory x you #cedric diggory x reader #cedric x you #cedric x reader #harry potter x reader #draco malfoy x reader

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Hey hey, ya girl Sapphie’s back with another TWST reader insert. I’ve actually decided to split this into two or maybe three pieces because of its length. Anyhow, without further ado, enjoy~

Part One Part Two

Every day, I felt love only in movies, books, or dramas, that’s how I learned of love. My heart kept racing as if it was my story, pounding and fluttering. I’m so curious that I’m going crazy! It makes me wanna know…

… What is love?

IT seemed as if none of your first years friends had time for you these days. Ever since the announcement of the school festival, all of them had been working their butts off, under the insistence of their dorm leaders or by their own terms.

Nevertheless, it did not make life any easier for you, especially so considering your rather… mixed feelings regarding the five.

Flashforward to now, when you’re sitting with Grim and a couple of second and third years during lunch break because all of your first year friends are working on their various projects.

“So, Cater-senpai,” you began, swirling your french fry in the little pool of ketchup you created, watching the interesting swirly patterns appear on the surface of the red sauce wherever you drag the fry. “What did those two say they were doing at lunch again?”

The orange-haired third year paused in his attempts at taking the same selfie for the fifth time with a peeved Riddle. “They mentioned something about studying books about design to make the first year Heartslabyul stall the best of them all, or something like that.”

Blowing a strand of stray hair out of your face, you shifted uncomfortably. It wasn’t as if you were uncomfortable with the upperclassmen themselves, it was rather the fact that some of them are a little… overbearing, to say the least.

Riddle had gotten much, much better than when you first met him, but the redheaded dorm leader still nags at you sometimes. Now, for example.

“(Name), Ace and Deuce are trying their hardest and I approve of that,” he started, finally having gotten away from Cater. “So as their friend, you should respect that.”

Everything out of Riddle’s mouth is true, but it didn’t fail to make you feel worse. You knew that, and you wanted to be proud of their dedication. But a selfish part of you longed for the days when you held all of your friends’ attention. The three of you were inseparable back then, after all.

Back then. You thought you’d never say those words about your friendship with the Adeuce duo.

“I know, Riddle-senpai, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less,” you sighed, stretching onto the table. For once, Riddle didn’t say anything about your lack of manners.

Placing a hand over yours, the redhead gave you a small smile. It was stiffer than normal, but it was a smile nevertheless. “I don’t especially understand your feelings, but I’ll be here to help you get over it, just like you helped me when things were… less favorable than now.”

Your eyes widened. Sure, you and Riddle had gotten closer after his overblot, but you didn’t think he was comfortable enough with you to offer mental support.

Returning his smile, you set your other hand over his. “Thanks, Riddle-senpai.”

Floyd decided this was the perfect moment to barge in.

You had about one second to prepare before he scooped you up and out of your chair. “Shrimpy!” Nuzzling into your neck, he spun you around a couple of times before setting you back onto the floor. You stumbled back, the world tilting around you.

Two hands steadied you, preventing you from falling back onto your behind. You looked up to see none other than Floyd’s brother, Jade. “Hello, (Name). What are you doing with the second and third years?”

You shrugged, “Am I not allowed to hang out with my senpais?” Jade chuckled, dipping his head in apology. “I didn’t intend for it to sound that way. I’m merely curious why you aren’t with your usual group of first year friends.”

“Well,” you frowned, the normally hilarious scene of Floyd messing with a very annoyed Riddle seemed bland to you in this moment. “They never seem to have time for me anymore.” Jade stood beside you, observing the scene with amusement. “Maybe they’re simply busy with the upcoming festival and all.”

“That’s the problem!” You groaned, spinning around to face the second year. “I know I’m being selfish, but for all of them to go MIA on me all at the same time?”

“You have other friends beside them, don’t you? Let them do their thing for the festival, I’m sure they’ll return the attention tenfold once their work is done.”

You gaped at the Octavinelle vice-dorm leader, eyes wide. Has your upperclassmen always been this nice to you? “Come hang out at Mostro Lounge if you get too lonely. I’m sure Azul will be more than happy to have you.”

“R-really?”

Your gratitude cracked a bit at Jade’s next words. Chuckling, the merman remarked, “Of course, there’s no guarantee you wouldn’t be roped into helping us handle the customers.”

Deflating a little, you nodded, commenting jokingly, “Why am I not surprised?”

—

“Hey, Sebek, partners?” You called out to the Diasomnia first year, gesturing at yourself. Today was the first-third year joint lesson, which happened whenever the first years were learning a rather difficult lesson in Alchemy.

Crewel-sensei wanted the students to get into groups of three. It didn’t matter what grade your partners were, as long as you had at least one third or second year in your group.

Sebek avoided your gaze, turning away and disappearing into the crowd of students. You stared at the place he disappeared from, confused and hurt. Your insides felt hollow, as if the green-haired male had taken a piece of you with him when he left.

Out of nowhere, a face appeared right in front of yours, surprising the living daylights out of you. Taking a step back, you recognized Lilia’s face, albeit upside down. The vice-dorm leader of Diasomnia flipped upright, landing gracefully in front of you.

“Would you like to be partners with Kalim and I?”

Taken aback, you blinked a couple times before sputtering out, “I-is that okay?” Kalim appeared beside Lilia, grabbing your hand and pulling you towards their cauldron, “Of course!” Encouraged by the Scarabia dorm leader’s cheery words, you followed them. But you couldn’t resist looking back to search the room for your green-haired friend.

He was with a transfer student, who was here in honor of the school festival. However, it bothered you that she was a girl. A very pretty girl, in fact. Was that why Sebek didn’t want to be your partner? With all these questions floating around your head, the lesson started.

—

“What could be troubling you, young one?” Lilia asked, dumping another vial of liquid into the bubbling mixture you three had in your cauldron.

You were too worn down by your emotions to tell your upperclassman off for calling you ‘young one’, instead opting to release a heavy sigh. “I don’t understand. All this is too perfect to be a mere coincidence.”

Kalim’s face scrunched up in confusion. “What happened?” Surprised that your happy-go-lucky senpai hadn’t heard about the weird coincidence yet, you explained it to him, including your confusion and hurt.

What you refrained from sharing was your conflicting feelings of love. You felt abandoned because your friends weren’t hanging out with you as much, right? Seeing Sebek with the pretty transfer student made your heart ache because of the possibility he would stop being your friend, right?

You loved them as friends and nothing more than that, right? Right?

“They’re just really busy in preparations for the festival.” Was Kalim’s final verdict. “You can always come hang out at Scarabia! We can have a parade and ride my flying carpet across the night sky!”

Lilia, however, said nothing, only watching with a knowing smile on his face. He always seemed to know everything and you had the sneaking suspicions that he knew exactly what’s going on with you, all without you saying a word to him.

“That applies to Diasomnia as well. You’re always welcomed to sort things out with me.” You knew whatever was going to come out of Lilia’s mouth would not be in your favor when that familiar teasing glint made its way into the third-year’s eyes.

“That’s what you young people would call a date, is it not?”

To be continued~

*Lyrics taken from What is Love by TWICE

#twisted wonderland x reader #riddle rosehearts #cater diamond #floyd leech #jade leech #sebek zigvolt #ace trappola #deuce spade #lilia vanrouge #kalim al asim

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Clarity (GN!Reader x Fugo) Sickfic, SFW

WOO BOY okay so this was the last of the fics I’d posted to tumblr. And here it comes back, with a vengeance.

This fic. I remember this fic. I remember I’d caught the cold from a friend of mine because he insisted he was fine when we were hanging out. 

And then we were not fine.

Good times LOL

Anyways, here it is! I am still quite fond of this fic because it brought me a lot of comfort while I was sick.

Rating: Teen (due to the casual nudity lol)

Genre: Fluff, sickfic

Word count:  3721

Summary: You hate being sick, but Fugo makes it better (however ironic he may think that may be).

AO3 Link!

In the dark of your bedroom, you stirred and tried to blink your eyes open. You registered that you were awake, but also that you very much wished that you were not.

It had to be too early. There was barely, if any, light filtering in through the drapes. You wanted to check the time, but could barely muster up the will to even move, much less keep your eyes open. They felt heavy and bleary, and they burned like they just wanted to close shut again. You could feel your brow and nose scrunching up as your face tightened and your eyes squeezed hard before opening again, blinking a few times for good measure.

Groaning, you turned to your side and carelessly waved your hand to the side, trying to find your phone on the bedside table. Once your hand glanced over it, you grabbed it and flipped it open. Your suspicions about the hour were confirmed as your phone’s clock read 6:14 AM.

You mumbled incoherently to yourself, the words garbled and not even meant for anyone in particular. Flipping the phone shut and dropping it gently back onto the table, you rolled onto your back and stared into the darkness of your ceiling, willing sleep to take you again. Your head felt heavy, and you throat stung as you tried to swallow the saliva in your mouth.

Ah. Right. You were sick. Now you remembered.

You groaned once more. “Aghhh. Guess I should have…shoulda listened.”

===

It started with a sore throat that you brushed off, saying that you would deal with it when you got home. Then it evolved into sneezing and an itchy throat.

You recalled as your boyfriend, Fugo, glanced at you with concern. “Shouldn’t you go home?” He phrased the words as a question, but his tone had an urgency to it that you still chose to ignore.

You shook your head. “Nah, I’ll be fine. Don’t worry, Panni! I’m strong!”

Fugo flushed slightly at the use of nickname in public. His eyes darted around, even if he knew you two were alone. He didn’t need Mista or Narancia teasing him about the pet name. He coughed and continued, “Th-that’s not the point. It’s best to get some rest and nip whatever you’ve caught in the bud, before it gets worse.”

Despite his stern tone and insistence, you continued to wave him off. “Yeah, yeah. I’ve got to finish this first, Fugo. Don’t worry! It’ll be easy!” You gave him a wink and continued perusing your paperwork. Knowing that you wouldn’t listen, Fugo simply shook his head.

“Okay,” he sighed. “If you insist. But please, get some rest when you can, amore.”

You hummed an affirmative and giggled as he kissed your forehead and left to go on his next mission. In your head, you told yourself he worried too much as you returned to your work that ended up keeping you at headquarters for hours longer than you’d intended.

When you awoke the next day, you felt lethargic and heavy. You realized that it had to be way too early, as there was only a bit of dim light filtering into your room. Checking your phone, it was 7:01 AM. Then, with a start, you realized your throat hurt worse than yesterday. “Oh no…aw come on!” you thought to yourself. You hated being sick, and it dawned on you then and there that what Fugo had said to you was right. Pinching your brow, you were still determined to make the best of it and still went to headquarters to finish up the last of the work that had been assigned to you.

But by noon, the gang had already caught on that something was wrong with you. You were constantly sneezing and coughing, and had to constantly stop to blow your nose. Your eyes were bleary and wet, and you couldn’t seem to stand bright light, your eyes reflexively squeezing shut. At that point, Bucciarati had made the executive decision to send you home, and wouldn’t listen to your insistences.

“And anyways, it wouldn’t do if you got the rest of us sick. Just go home, (Y/N), and get some rest.”

While your mind put up some resistance, trying to insist that you could still work, your body gratefully accepted the offer and you nodded, eyes hazy and unfocused. You mumbled a goodbye and waved weakly to everyone before staggering your way home, sneezing the entire way.

Once home, you stripped your clothes off, threw on your pajamas as best as you could, and made yourself tea. You spent the rest of that day just drinking tea and passing the time with television or radio, and then sleeping when you didn’t feel like listening to anything. As the day wore on, your sneezing got worse, as did the unbearable itchiness in your ears, nose, and throat. You also noted that your ears felt plugged, most likely filled with fluid.

By now, it had been about a full day since you’d first gotten sick. You were feeling a little better in some regards, but you felt worse in others. Sleep had helped your fatigue a little bit, but your throat still burned as you swallowed, and the itchiness hadn’t gotten much better. You coughed bitterly as you turned to your side and tried to force yourself to fall asleep again.

You awoke a couple of hours later to some knocking, then the doorbell ringing. Moaning, you willed yourself to roll out of bed to answer the door. Looking through the peephole, your eyes widened in recognition.

“Fugo?”

You opened the door as quickly as you could in your addled state, the door suddenly swinging open as a slightly peeved and out-of-breath Fugo huffed at you.

===

Fugo had returned from his mission sometime in the evening, well after you had been sent home. He looked around, noting your absence. Normally when he had a mission, you would wait for him to return to welcome him back and take him home. And even if you didn’t have any work to do, you were usually somewhere to be found.

“Where’s (Y/N)?” He asked. Bucciarati heaved a sigh, knowing full-well what would come next.

Upon hearing the news, Fugo was practically fuming. “They’re what?! Augh! I told them! I told them so!” Pinching his brow and taking a breath, he pulled out his phone and dialed your number, only to be brought to your message box. “Oh, come on!”

Bucciarati tried to soothe him, telling him that it was likely that you were asleep by now. “Sleep will only do them good right now, Fugo. It’s best to let them rest and come see them in the morning.”

And while Fugo had heeded his capo’s words, he still had preparations to make. In a quiet sort of fury, he visited the pharmacy and grocer’s, and when he had woken in the morning (perhaps an hour after your first early-morning awakening), Fugo practically started running to your place in a worry and rage-induced rush.

===

“You!”

You startled slightly, sleep-hazed eyes widening the tiniest bit. “Me?”

“I told you so!”

The realization dawned on you. “Ah. Oh. Right. Yeah. Haha…” you chuckled croakily and ruffled your bedhead. “Uh…sorry?”

Shaking his head, Fugo glared at you, his gaze scolding and admonishing. “Sorry nothing! The only person to apologize to is yourself! I told you to take better care of yourself! Did you even take some medicine?”

Pondering for a moment, you muttered sheepishly, “Uh…no. I thought I could just…I dunno, sleep it off?”

Your boyfriend’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Sleep it—sleep it off?! (Y/N)!”

You winced, your head hurting again. While Fugo wasn’t necessarily shouting at you, he was still speaking at a volume higher than normal. Plus, the bright morning lights weren’t doing you any favors. “Nnh, Fugo…too loud.”

At your wincing motion, Fugo immediately realized that the tone he was taking wasn’t helping, and that a lecture could happen later. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have raised my voice at you,” he soothed, reaching out to you and holding your face, worry softening his expression. When you eased into his hand, he felt a wave of relief wash through him. “I was just worried about you, especially when I didn’t hear from you all day…”

You nodded, and then gestured to the inside of your living quarters. “It’s okay. I know you’re just worried. Just. Bring it down a notch?”

Fugo nodded, entering and closing the door behind him. Walking to the kitchen area, he set down the bags he had been carrying. You cocked your head and pointed to them. “Did you bring me something?”

“Yeah, I brought some food and medicine for you. I also made sure to bring some sports drinks for you. You’ve most likely been drinking only water and tea, knowing you. If you’re sweating a lot, you need to replenish your electrolytes too, you know.”

You chuckled hoarsely. “You know me too well.”

Fugo shot you a dangerous glare. “Tesoro…” His voice was low and warning. “Do I really need to give you a lecture right now? Right this moment?”

You looked away, but your expression was joking and you chuckled a little. “…no…”

Your boyfriend huffed at you, placated and slightly smug. “I thought so.” Fugo cross over to you and pressed a hand to your forehead, trying to get a gauge on your temperature. “You seem to be alright, if not a little warm. How are you feeling today?”

You pursed your lips and hummed. “Tired. A bit hazy and dizzy. I’m having a hard time focusing on things.”

“Anything else?”

“Hnn…” Your brow furrowed in concentration. “Throat hurts. Ears are plugged, and my eyes and throat itch a lot. My head hurts a little, too. I’m also sneezing and coughing a bunch. Ah, but don’t worry too much! I’m making sure to blow my nose so it doesn’t get too stuffy. I’ve also been making sure to hydrate, and I’ve been sleeping a lot.”

He nodded at you, mollified by your answers. “You don’t seem too bad right now. I would recommend taking some of the medicine I brought you and continue resting the way you are. Regardless, I will be looking after you today. Leave it to me, okay?”

You nodded and grinned, giving him a lazy salute. “Mhm, si signore.” You giggled, the fog on your mind still thick. “Look at my Fugo, my lovely Panni. So smart, so cool! I’m so lucky to have a guy like you looking after me.”

At your words of endearment, particularly the “my lovely Panni” part, Fugo flushed and sputtered slightly. His heart began to flutter at your praise that definitely came from a place of honesty, given your current mental condition.

You grinned toothily. “Hehe. Now we match!”

Still red, Fugo clicked his tongue in scolding. “Hey now! N-none of your shenanigans today, (Y/N). You need to rest.” Drawing closer to you, he realized how damp you were. You had a slight sheen to you, and your clothes had a disheveled quality to them.

“When was the last time you bathed?”

Your brow furrowed once more. “Hmm…well, probably the night you left for your mission,” you answered after a moment of thought. I didn’t get the chance to yesterday; I was too tired, and I could barely just get my teeth brushed.”

Fugo’s lips thinned into a slight line. “That can’t be comfortable. And plus, the hot water could bring you some relief for your symptoms.” He took your hand and began to gently lead you into the bathroom. “Come on, tesoro. It’ll be good for you.”

You nodded sleepily, letting Fugo take the lead. Turning on the lights to the bathroom, Fugo led you to the tub, only for his eyeballs to bulge when you began to strip in front of him, casually and lethargically dragging your shirt up and off of you.

“H-hey! What are you doing?” He cried out incredulously.

You blinked at him, dazed. “Gotta strip to wash.” You seemed to punctuate your point as you stepped out of your sweatpants and underwear at the same time without a single care.

Fugo shook his head. “You could have at least waited for me to leave the room.”

Humming, you shrugged, evidently not flustered by your boyfriend’s presence in your nudity. “It’s not the first time you’ve seen me naked. And anyways, I don’t think either of us are feeling very frisky.” You said as you blithely tossed your clothes into the laundry hamper.

While your words were true, the young man before you continued to shake his head in exasperation. “Still, it doesn’t hurt to exercise a modicum of modesty. Or at least maybe don’t just start stripping out of the blue.”

“Okay, okay.” You waved him off as you pulled on a shower cap (you could wash your hair later, preferably when you felt better) and began to get into the tub. “Can you get me another set of pajamas ready, Panni?”

“Yes, of course. Just take your time. I’ll come in and check on you when you’re done. Make sure the water is nice and hot.”

You hummed affirmatively as you drew the shower door shut and turned the water to the hottest setting you could tolerate. Still, you gave a startled yelp as the still-cold water hit your skin. Fugo merely chuckled. It would have been smarter to just let the water heat up first and then get into the shower, but he decided not to comment, taking your surprised noise as payment for all of the stress you’d given him.

“I’ll leave your pajamas in your room, and I’ll go make you something to eat.”

“Alri-ght.” You replied, stretching the word lazily.

Once the temperature had gotten to a comfortably hot temperature, you exhaled in relief. This was nice. While you still felt tired and hazy and dazed, the water was relaxing and felt so good on your skin. You took your time, taking Fugo’s advice, and idly lathered and washed yourself, wiping your skin clean with a washcloth. Plus, the heat and steam did wonders for your congestion. It truly did feel good to get clean again after all the sweating you had done in your sleep.

True to his word, Fugo knocked on your door once he heard the water shut off. “How are you feeling?”

You stood there in the steam, still warm and dripping from your shower, and took a deep breath and sighed out audibly. You could hear your boyfriend chuckle through the door. “That good?” he commented. You could hear the satisfaction in his voice, but still humored him with another relieved sigh.

“Mmm-hm.”

“Great. Food will be ready soon. Get dressed and stay warm, alright?”

“Mhm.”

Once you had finished dressing, you padded your way to the kitchen. You found Fugo waiting for you, a bowl of porridge waiting for you.

“Ahh, you really do know me. I may be hungry, but my stomach isn’t feeling…” You waved your hand vaguely, the word lost on you for the moment.

“Well, yes, I do know you. You have a history of a delicate stomach. But it’s also best for sick patients to stick to things that are easy to digest and won’t stress out their digestive system.”

You laughed as heartily as you could. “That’s my Panni. So smart, so attentive, so caring. Thank you.”

His cheeks and ears flushed at your praise and your warm and sleepy (albeit a bit dopey) smile, but his expression was clearly pleased. “Here, let’s help you get some strength back.”

You both ate slowly in a calm silence. Every now and again, you would break the silence by talking, first asking him how his mission went. You listened as aptly as you could, given your compromised focus, and nodded in a lethargic kind of understanding. Once you signaled that you could have no more, Fugo rose to clear the table for you.

“Let me do it. Go take some medicine, brush your teeth, and let’s get you back in bed.”

Nodding, you took the medicine from the kitchen counter and padded back into the bathroom, taking the appropriate dose and brushing your teeth as best you could. While you were no slacker when it came to hygiene and taking care of yourself, it still felt so very good to be so cared about, to have someone looking out for you.

Once you finished, you trotted back into the kitchen as Fugo finished up putting the last dish onto the rack. Noticing you, Fugo turned to you as he wiped his hands clean. “Ah, done already? Good. By the way, there is still some left over.” He nodded to the pot of porridge, which was now closed, the fire turned off. “You can just heat it up and eat it whenever.”

Your expression wilted slightly. “Are you leaving already?” You made no effort to hide the disappointment in your expression and tone.

Fugo shook his head and laughed lightly, and you perked up slightly. “No, no. I was just letting you know. I told you, amore.” He crossed over to take your hand and squeezed it. “I will take care of you today.”

While you still felt quite weak, you could feel your expression brightening. “Okay…!”

He couldn’t help but chuckle at how you perked up immediately. A warmth blossomed in his chest as he proceeded to lead you back to your bedroom. Fugo helped you sit down and get settled, but when he moved to get up, he felt a tug on his jacket. He peered at you, staring up at him with expectant eyes.

“Yes?”

“Fugo.”

“Yes?” he repeated, voice soft and gentle. Normally it may have annoyed him a little to be pestered like this, but he couldn’t help but feel endeared by how vulnerable you sounded in that moment.

“Stay with me?”

Fugo blinked at you. “Stay?”

“Yeah. You don’t have to get in bed with me. I, I don’t want you getting sick.” You blinked, looking away slightly. “But…I hate being alone when I’m sick. I especially hate sleeping alone, or thinking I’m all alone. Can you just stay in my room?”

Chuckling, he flicked your forehead gently, earning a little noise from you. “You know, technically even if I wasn’t in the bed with you, I’d still be in proximity of you if I stayed. That means I could still catch what you have and fall ill.”

You whined, the noise high and worried. You didn’t want to get him sick, but you didn’t want him to leave either. Your whining was cut short by some gentle shushing and a hand to your forehead.

“Now, now. I’ll stay here until you fall asleep, okay? If you need anything, call me and I’ll come right away, okay?” His voice had taken on an uncharacteristically soft tone. Rarely was he ever this soft with anyone. You loved it, and felt at ease already. He knelt down beside your bed offered you his hand, and you took it with you under the sheets, holding it close to you.

You closed your eyes and began to doze off as Fugo lazily traced meaningless patterns into your palm. Once he noticed your breathing had evened out and that you were asleep, he withdrew his hand slowly, taking the utmost care not to disturb you. Smiling, he rose quietly and made his way out of the room, leaving the door open.

===

When you awoke, it was close to evening. You could tell by the light outside taking on a characteristically orangey, dusky hue. Sitting up, you opened your eyes with noticeable ease this time. You still felt tired and you were definitely still a bit under the weather, but you definitely felt clearer now. The haze on your mind had thinned.

Looking at your phone told you that it was 6:27 PM, and that you had missed a call from Fugo yesterday evening, as well as a couple of texts from him this morning. Oops.

“Well, it worked out anyways.”

You swung your legs across and set your feet on the floor, the fabric of your rug tickling your toes comfortably. Steadying yourself, you began to make your way to the bathroom, but stopped right outside it as you noticed Fugo asleep on the couch.

The thought that he might be tired crossed your mind as the gears turned in your now-much-clearer head; judging by the timeline, you realized that he must have gone shopping immediately after returning from his mission, and that he had planned on coming to you first thing in the morning. While you felt a little guilty for making him worry so much, a giddy grin pulled your lips upwards as the realization of how loved and cared about you were truly sunk in.

You truly hated being sick. You hated feeling so physically miserable, and you hated how weak and useless it made you. But above all else, you hated when you were alone and sick. While you figured you could take care of yourself, there was still this feeling in your chest, perhaps the child in you that still hated being left at home all alone, sick and scared with no one to help you as you whined helplessly in pain.

Walking over to him quietly, careful not to wake him, you placed a hand on his face and gently caressed his cheek with your knuckles. You knew better than to kiss him right now.

“Thank you, Panni. I love you. You’re the best.”

Fugo mumbled incoherently, his eyes blinking open. A little bit drowsy, it took him a little time for his gaze to focus properly on you. “(Y/N)…?” His hand reached up to you, still half-asleep.

You took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Mhm.” At the warm sensation of his hand in yours, realization began to fill Fugo’s eyes as he began to register where he was and that you were up and about.

“How are you feeling?”

You grinned. “Never better.”

And while you weren’t completely recovered yet, you really meant it.

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[distractedhistotech]

They talk about stuff

“You don’t have a lot in the way of food,” commented Lewis as he looked around the van.

“Ugh, I know! The usual space is being taken up by arms and tools!” complained Vivi.

“It was mostly junk food,” admitted Arthur.  “Neither of us are good enough cooks to make decent meals on the go.”

“I could cook for you,” offered Lewis.

“Oh, right, you mentioned that you were a chef,” recalled Vivi.

Lewis nodded. “Yeah, I really enjoyed it.  I haven’t really cooked anything since I died so I’d love to be able to cook for you guys.”

“If you do, I should warn you that Vivi and Mystery eat obscene amounts of food,” warned Arthur.

“Eh, I’m used to cooking large amounts of food,” pointed out Lewis.  “I just need supplies.”

“Oof, we might need to rework the budget for that,” commented Vivi.

“I dunno, it’d probably be cheaper than eating out all the time,” pointed out Arthur.

“Healthier too,” added Lewis.  “I might need a couple of tries to get the hang of it again though, especially if I cook using my ghost fire, which I’d really like to try.”

“I would literally pay to see that,” said Vivi.

“Uh, what if there are weird side effects from cooking with ghost fire?” asked Arthur.

“We still have that campfire stove, right?” asked Vivi.  “Dunno why.  It’s not like we ever use it.”

Lewis suddenly felt very concerned about his lovers’ nutritional health.  “I know how to use a camping stove so I can use that instead if you’d be more comfortable that way,” he offered.

“I’d still like to see you cook with your ghost fire,” commented Vivi.  “It’s just energy transfer so it’d probably be safe.”

“Maybe I could try making popcorn,” suggested Lewis.  “It won’t actually use fire, but there will be heat.”

Arthur thought for a moment.  “I guess it would work to see if anything odd might happen.”

“We do have a couple of bags of popcorn somewhere,” said Vivi.  “Wanna give it a try now?”

“Sure.”  Lewis started looking through the supplies. “So where are we going?  The Techno Con?”

“That’s not for a few days,” said Arthur.  “We’re gonna stop at a couple of other places on the way.”

“We’re gonna go to a Ripley’s museum today,” said Vivi.  “We might be cutting it a bit close, but we’ll definitely be able to make the ghost tour.  We have a couple of free days just in case, so we can explore the museum tomorrow if we don’t have time today.”

“We’ll probably get to Techno Con at least a day early,” continued Arthur.  “We figured we’d relax a little and go on a date…” Arthur glanced back at Lewis.

“Don’t worry. I’ll give you two some privacy if you need it,” said Lewis.  “Just leave me a book or something, and I’ll be happy.”  He groaned.  “You wouldn’t believe how boring it was without books…or TV…or music…or generally any sort of entertainment.”

Arthur physically recoiled.  “Ugh, yeah, that sounds awful.  Hold on, I have some audible books.  Or some really old cassettes of books.  Could you hand me my laptop?”

Lewis grabbed Arthur’s familiar laptop.  “Sure, here. Got any romance?  They’re my favorite.”

“Huh.  I would not have guessed that looking at you,” commented Vivi.

“I get that a lot for some reason.”

“I like sci-fi and action,” said Arthur.  “They’re might be one that’s more romantic than usual.”  He frowned.  “Actually, maybe you should look through them, but I’m not sure how that would work. Most ghosts seem to have a weird effect on electronics.”

“I haven’t really had a chance to try,” admitted Lewis.  “I have been curious though.”

Arthur handed his laptop back to Lewis.  “Why don’t we find out?  Don’t worry about the files.  I backed everything up on flash drives before we left.”

Lewis examined the laptop in confusion.  The wallpaper was a picture Vivi had taken of all of them heading into a dark house, except Lewis had somehow been removed from the picture.  Had someone photoshopped him out or something?  Or was this part of whatever was keeping him from telling Vivi and Arthur who he was?

It disturbing whatever it was.

Lewis decided to ignore it for a moment and just see what he could do.  “So…I don’t think the touch screen is working.”

“Makes sense. Those work by picking up on the tiny electrical signals at the tips of your fingers,” explained Arthur.

“I wonder if a ghost with electrical powers could use a touch screen,” wondered Vivi.

“Oh, the mousepad isn’t working either,” said Lewis.  “I think I can still type, but I don’t think I can use a computer without a mouse.”

“Oof, yeah, that’s difficult,” agreed Arthur.  “I guess we could see if a physical mouse would work, preferably one with a cable. Until then, I guess you’ll have to direct one of us from over our shoulders.”

“That’s fine. I’ve managed to survive…uh, exist this long without electronics.”

“Now, let’s see what we’ve got.”  Arthur scrolled through his list, reading a quick summary of the books he had on his computer.

Turns out he had the first Harry Potter book.  They figured it would last most of the day, and everyone liked it, so that’s what they went with.

“You know, I was adopted when my parents found me on their porch,” commented Lewis.

“Heh, seriously?” asked Vivi.

“Yeah, although I was, like, five at the time, and they tried to find my birth parents first,” continued Lewis.  “I could never remember anything from before that though.  Made figuring out where I came from kind of difficult.”

“I never really understood why stories use the cliché of leaving a baby on the front steps of a house for the owners to raise,” commented Arthur.  “It seems like most people would either call the police to report child abandonment and possibly endangerment or just take the kid to a nearby orphanage.”

“Plus it might be really cold,” added Vivi.  “I mean, this takes place during Halloween!  In Britain!  Given, I’ve never been there, but I think it would be pretty cold.”

Arthur nodded. “That too, plus unless you know the people really well, you have no idea how they’ll be treated.”

“Yeah, I was a lot luckier than Harry,” admitted Lewis.  “He probably would’ve been better off in an orphanage.”

“How come no doctors ever wondered about why Dudley had a pig tail?” questioned Arthur.  “I mean, humans do sometimes have tails, but they’re usually removed pretty early on, and they aren’t curly.”

“They probably did talk about it,” said Vivi.  “Remember, the books are told from Harry’s point of view, and he really doesn’t want anything to do with the Dursley’s.”

“Maybe Vernon bribed someone?” suggested Lewis.

“I dunno.  I can’t remember his position in the company he works for, but how much money could you make making drills?” questioned Arthur.

“Hey, some drills are pretty big,” pointed out Vivi.  “They gotta cost a lot.”

“Yeah, but a lot of that will be in materials and other resources used to make the drills,” argued Arthur.

“Maybe he’s embezzling from the drill company,” suggested Lewis.

That got laughs from Vivi and Arthur so he counted it as a win.

“Why wasn’t Peeves in any of the movies?” questioned Vivi.  “I mean he was in the videogames, so why not the movies?”

“Budget,” Arthur said simply.

“I’m pretty sure time was a problem too,” said Lewis.  “The movie was made before 2 hour movies were considered normal, so they didn’t want to make it too long.”

“Annoying, but it makes sense,” muttered Vivi.

It was surprisingly not awkward at all.

#Lewis pepper #Arthur Kingsman #Vivi Yukino #mystery the not dog #mystery skulls animated #msa #ot3 au #I need to come up with a good au name for this. #memory issues #random conversations

[suga-kookiemonster]

20 questions tag

Tagged by: @underthejoon and @kpopfanfictrash, i luh u frens 🥺💕

Tagging: anyone who wants to do this bc i’m tired and about to go to bed LOL

1. what do you prefer to be called name-wise? ashley! friends and family call me variations of that, but in general, ashley works just fine 😊

2. when is your birthday? september 14

3. where do you live? why? you gonna send me some merch? 👀

4. three things you are doing right now? answering these questions, trying to brainstorm a christmas fic, trying to will myself to finish rewriting the 3k of ego that i lost when my computer crashed 😭

5. four fandoms that have peaked your interest. aside from bts obviously, bleach (pissed off about this one till this day, rip 😔🙌🏾), naruto, atla, vld

6. how has the pandemic been treating you? ehhhhh. for the most part, i can’t complain! i’m healthy and my family is healthy and i’m still employed, for however long that will be. this pandemic is starting to hit me more in the financial and anxiety depts, but i’ve been trying to focus more on things that bring me joy, as well as exercising more and trying to get sun whenever i can. it’s crazyyyy how the brain works, y’all! i don’t even like exercising like that, but a little walk outside really does wonders. i’m actually really nervous about what this winter is going to be like once we’re all truly trapped inside--winters where i live are always brutal, but at least in the past we were able to properly socialize! but i’m trying to stay positive.

7. a song you can’t stop listening to right now? sit down! by nct 127. i’ve got a whole nct playlist that has been great to work out to, and this is the first song on it 🤣

8. recommend a movie. i don’t watch a lot of movies!

9. how old are you? just turned the big 3-0 😬

10. school, university, occupation, other? nunya 😏

11. do you prefer heat or cold? i would prefer a nice 60-70 degrees, but since that wasn’t an option, i’ll say cold! i’ve always said, you can always add layers, but once you’re naked, there’s nothing else to do but suffer LOL

12. name one fact others may not know about you. hmmmm...i’ve gone skydiving before! @jjk what’s good 💅🏾

13. are you shy? not particularly! but, believe it or not, i’m pretty introverted, especially around people i don’t know. i’ve always pondered how to describe myself because i won’t strike up conversations with strangers, but i won’t necessarily shy away from crowds and i enjoy going out and having fun with my friends. i discovered a couple weeks ago that the term that i’ve been looking for is social introvert. 

14. preferred pronouns? she/her

15. biggest pet peeves? white men and how they think they own the earth and how society allows them to think that, narcissists (and more specifically, people who don’t bother to consider how they may affect anyone else before they do/say things), when people with a lot of money choose to wear party city wigs, cultural appropriation and gentrification and how it can start out as small as normalizing calling elotes “street corn” and rapidly snowball

16. what is your favorite “dere” type? min yoongi (aka TSUN)

17. rate your life from 1-10, 1 being crappy and 10 being the best it could be. i’ll say pre-corona it was building back up to a solid 8, now it may be a 6ish

18. what’s your main blog? @makasouls

19. list your side blogs and what they’re used for. @suga-kookiemonster is my bts writing blog, now turned general kpop blog where i thirst over everyone but still just write for bts lol. @kimchi-recs is my fic rec blog. i also have a to-read blog and a blog that’s one of my old urls that i just use to help me keep up with ongoing fics. i’d prefer not to share those!

20. is there something people need to know about you before becoming friends? i’m a pretty direct person, and am completely aware that i can come off as judgmental if i’m not careful. i do not give advice/freely share what i think about a situation unless i am asked and/or positive that the other person would welcome it (which happens more often with close friends). but once i’m asked? i’m never intentionally malicious in any way, but i won’t sugarcoat what i think someone needs to hear either. i think this is one of my best qualities, but i also think it’s a double-edged sword because not everybody’s tryna hear that lol

also, i'm not always the best at reaching out to people first, and sometimes i forget to answer messages. that doesn’t mean i’m mad at you/don’t like you, but it does mean i’m a dumbass lol

#mentions #tag game #mine

[solalunar-eclipse]

Scars You Can’t See - Chapter 3

Chapter Title: Under the Radar

Word count: about 2400 words (sorry it’s short)

(I’ve made one minor word choice change)

Note: I’m renaming brands so that the story flow works better- Chatter is this universe’s version of Twitter.

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Rouge had gone out undercover early in the morning, finding disguises for the team. Shadow hadn’t accompanied her and instead elected to sleep in, feeling ridiculously exhausted after the events of the last two days. He’d slept so well last night, and he refused to let it go now. So he had mumbled a drowsy “okay” as Rouge left, before falling back into bed and passing out for another hour.

He jolted awake to the sound of the door slamming open and a voice calling, “I brought breakfast!”

The smell of baked goods quickly filled the air, pulling Shadow out of bed. He snatched a glazed donut out of the box she’d set on the table, muttering a quick “Thanks, Rouge,” before he ate it in two bites. He wasn’t a heathen who spoke with food in his mouth, after all. Unlike a certain blue hedgehog.

“So, what did you find?” he asked curiously, noticing that she had multiple bags weighing her down. 

“Well...I’m glad you asked. I got us disguises!” she replied, pulling out three cans of paint. “Omega, you’re getting a paint job.”

Omega immediately unplugged himself and shuffled rapidly to the other side of the room. “Negative. That is not an appropriate action.”

Rouge rolled her eyes. “Tails has a schematic saved for you in his lab, complete with a color palette. You’ll be alright.” She held up the cans- dark blue, white, and gold. “They’re not even that bad, see?”

“I suppose….fine. Why is this even necessary?” Omega asked, peeved.

“Well….you won’t be going into stores much- you’re too recognizable- but we should still probably disguise you so people don’t realize who you are at a distance.”

“What will you be doing?” he said sharply.

“I’m glad you asked!” she replied, pulling out a box of red fur dye. “I thought it was about time I looked a little more like you both, so….”

She produced a classic Team Dark outfit- all black and red, combat boots, and some golden punk earrings. 

“Time to be edgy, it seems.” Rouge mused.

“And….what will I do?” Shadow asked nervously.

He didn’t really want to know what was in that bag, but knew he couldn’t look like himself either.

Rouge had another box of dye on the bed now- the same shade as his fur. 

“That’s not going to be helpful…” he said flatly. 

The bat smirked. “It will be on your stripes.”

Shadow grasped one of his quills instinctively. “Don’t you dare!”

“Oh, I do dare.” Rouge replied, advancing on him.

The makeover session began. 

Rouge agreed to start with herself, since Omega was still hidden in a corner and Shadow looked absolutely horrified. She rubbed the dye all over her white fur- at least the parts that could be seen- and put on her clothing once it had set. The whole process took her about two hours, and when it was done, she looked like a completely new person. “And...some grey contacts for a final touch,” she added, putting in the contacts.

Even Shadow would’ve found it difficult to convince someone that the person in front of him was Rouge. He admitted that the disguises were useful, but that didn’t mean he had to like them.

“Alright, Shadow, you next.” she said firmly. “You’ll need some time to let your quills settle, so I’ll work on Omega then.”

They headed into the bathroom, and she put two bottles on the counter next to him. 

“...what does that other one do?”

Rouge sat down and looked at him. “I’ll tell you everything I’m going to do right now, okay? I’m dying your stripes black, and that includes the ones on your arms and legs.”

Shadow sighed reluctantly. “What else?”

“I have some brown contacts here for you, a pair of fake glasses, and some new clothes. I got you some different boots too- don’t worry, I’ll cut the soles out and put them over your skates. You still need to wear those.”

“Good.” the hybrid said shortly.

“Now for the hard part…” She held up the second bottle. “I’m sorry, Shadow, this is going to burn a little. It’s a relaxer. All it means is that your quills won’t stick up at the back anymore.”

“Forever?!” Shadow gasped, baring his teeth in an unconscious snarl.

Rouge shook her head quickly. “No! No, once we’re all done with this, you can trim your quills and they’ll slowly start to get back to normal.”

He shook his head. “Is all this really necessary?”

“Shadow, we don’t know how long it’s going to take for G.U.N. to react once we’ve got the videos. It could be weeks, even months before the process starts. We need to be safe.”

Shadow winced. “Fine.”

Once Rouge had put in the different chemicals, she had him sit down and relax while she painted Omega. It burned, though, so he mostly spent his time trying very hard not to touch his quills.

Setting up an old piece of cloth she’d bought at a secondhand store, she began to paint over Omega’s logo with dark blue. Red gave way to gold, and yellow was replaced by white. She painted a small golden theta symbol on his front strip of metal, finalizing his new name. 

Shadow got up after she’d finished and washed the products out of his quills, refusing to look in the mirror until he was done. Cringing as he shut the water off, he glanced up.

Oh, chaos.

He looked like Sonic.

His quills hung down his back, their signature red stripes completely gone. Shadow stared at his reflection weakly, shocked by the difference a couple of chemicals could make. Though he supposed he shouldn’t be- Professor Gerald had taught him a lot when he was younger, and he still remembered some of it. Thankfully.

He took the rest of his disguise into the bathroom, refusing to look at Rouge. With his new clothing on, his glasses, and some eyeliner to cover his red eye markings, he looked like a completely different person. 

Shadow hadn’t put in the contacts yet, and he looked into his own eyes sadly. It was such a silly thing to be upset about, and yet….

Rouge came in, looking worried. “It’s only for a little while, Shadow.” she reminded him. “Soon, you’ll be back to looking like yourself again. I promise.”

He put the contacts in and looked at the stranger in the mirror. Shadow grimaced. “I look like an idiot- here, let me see that hair tie.”

Pulling his straightened quills back into a ponytail, he looked at his reflection again. He narrowed his eyes. Tested out a smirk. Pulled up his hood. “It’s….a little like trying new clothes on, I suppose.” he remarked. “I can handle it, for now.” 

Shadow turned to walk out the door. “Let’s see how long Omega can stand still and watch his paint dry before he tries to launch a missile at the window.” 

Rouge laughed loudly. “Haha! I bet he’ll do two.”

…

The team decided to test out their new identities in the afternoon and see if anyone would recognize them. Omega was still going to stay in the car- sulking, since he wanted to see inside the strip mall they’d stopped at- while Rouge and Shadow shopped around a little. 

Nobody seemed to realize who they were at all. The two of them walked into a convenience store and grabbed some food, wandering through the aisles, but nobody said “Hey, look, isn’t that Rouge?” or “That looks like Shadow the Hedgehog!” or anything like that.

If anything, it was pretty interesting to see how normal, non-heroes went about their daily lives. As well as how much special treatment they’d been afforded before.

The cashiers, instead of looking interested, mostly seemed bored or tired. No one in the stores seemed to give them a second glance- except for suspicious looks at the sight of two teenagers hanging around for a long time. Rouge in particular got some looks that seemed to say don’t you dare try anything here. Shadow felt a little defensive, but was convinced (by Rouge) not to snap at the people making assumptions about them.

Rouge was lingering in the makeup aisle while Shadow stood around, making his way down from the adrenaline high of the last couple days. The hoodie he wore felt heavy on his body, and he blinked tiredly- the store’s overly powerful heating system gave him a warm, lazy feeling. Shadow stifled a yawn, smirking at some of the snarkier greeting cards on the shelves.

“We should probably go- that woman keeps glaring at me.” he muttered as Rouge came over to him, feeling a little annoyed.

“Sounds good to me, but could you help me decide on a lipstick color?” she said quietly. “I keep on thinking my fur is white still, and red won’t work on red.”

Shadow frowned critically, looking her outfit up and down. Tapping the golden shimmery one, he said, “You’re not wearing a lot of that. It’ll work with your color scheme.”

He’d discovered color coordination and planning outfits early on with Rouge as a friend. Shadow had never needed to worry about such things on the ARK, but here he knew more than he’d ever expected to learn about the color wheel, matching clothing, and accents...among other things.

They looked in a couple of the other stores, mainly clothing shops, but Rouge let Shadow spend a while in a little bookstore as well. He looked at one book in particular: one on a human who’d leaked an incredible amount of inside information to the press about the government and some of its agencies. 

He frowned, reading about how the man had to flee the country as a result of his actions- even though he’d done the right thing. The hybrid didn’t like the idea of having to live the rest of his life in hiding…..but he supposed it was better than the alternative…...

Rouge took the book out of his hands suddenly, prompting a quick growl from him. “I was reading that, you know.”

“No, you weren’t. You were staring off into space and looking depressed again.” the bat retorted. “And as your friend, I refuse to let that happen.”

Shadow sighed. “Fine. Is there any place else to go, or are we heading back to the motel?”

“Well….I did have one more place in mind, but it’s a ways away.” Rouge said. “You up for a drive?”

…

An hour and a half later, they were at a library in a moderately sized city. Rouge and Shadow had gone inside, and together they sat down at a computer. 

“Let’s check the news….” Shadow said, his voice monotone. He typed in team dark gun and bit his lip, the only motion betraying his thoughts.

G.U.N. Declares Team Dark Fugitives

Shadow the Hedgehog: Antihero or Anti-government?

Former Heroes Flee As G.U.N. Accuse Sabotage

Rouge bared her fangs. “While the publicity should be helpful later, it looks like our former employer doesn’t exactly value honesty.” she hissed. “Ignore these reporters. They know nothing.”

Shadow felt a little nervous- his friend looked positively deadly. “Let’s see what’s going on in Chatter.” he replied.

Most people were condemning the team or denying any ties to them- which was to be expected. However, there was one particularly high-profile post made by….of course. 

@sanicthehedgehog.

just saying i don’t believe any of this. team dark are good people!! they’d never do smth like this without a reason. i know that!

It appeared that Tails and Knuckles had publicly defended Sonic as well, but mainly after the haters started pouring in. Shadow wasn’t sure whether this was a tactic or not, but he felt so much better knowing that he, Rouge and Omega weren’t alone. 

Shadow tapped his earpiece. “Omega, we’re on Chatter and I know you haven’t had a chance to say anything much yet. Do you want to dictate a post and I’ll write it? I won’t change anything, I promise.”

He told Omega about the current news situation, and the robot had some very strong words for the public, specifically on a subthread of Sonic’s post where Tails had replied to some angry statements.

@milestailsprower: I agree with Sonic! I’m good friends with all of them, and they would’ve thought something like this through before doing it. 

Omega wanted to respond to his friend on Team Sonic, so Shadow logged in as him and typed what he heard.

@e123Ω: THANK YOU, TAILS. YOU ARE CORRECT. WE HAVE THOUGHT THIS THROUGH, AND HAVE GOOD REASONS FOR DOING IT. EXPECT MORE INFORMATION IN A FEW DAYS.

Shadow hit post- interestingly enough, he hadn’t even been able to type in anything other than all caps. It seemed that having a genius as your close friend had some interesting benefits.

Immediately, the two fled the library and rushed back to their motel, not waiting to see what the response was. It was only once they were safely inside their room, with the door locked, that Shadow began to relax.

“Alright, now that we’ve had that little adventure, let’s just try and have a calm evening.” Rouge said, after a moment.

The group played lots of board games- Omega had an excellent holographic projector built in from Tails’s experiments- and tried their best to remain relaxed and have some….not necessarily fun, but decent time before their next major move.

This (occasionally agonizing) wait continued for the next two days, and they only ventured into a different library once after that, just to see the response to Omega’s post.

Chatter had exploded.

There were theory threads stretching for hundreds of posts, angry responses on both sides, agitators, a formal G.U.N. rejection of the post, and much more.

But the only one that mattered was Tails’s response. 

I’m glad you’re okay, Omega. I miss working in the lab with you.

Omega was very quiet after that, but pleased that none of Team Sonic had let on that they knew the real reason behind their disappearance. After another painful afternoon of waiting, they all looked at each other and knew without saying anything what it meant.

It was time to invade G.U.N.’s facility.

#scars you can't see #sycs #ugh this one was LATE and SHORT #hopefully the infiltration one goes better #omega and tails are good friends :D #sorry about the quills shadow #shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #e 123 omega #sol’s fanfiction

[realitybleeds-a]

CHARACTER STUDY.

        𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 001   :   𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑼𝑻𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬.

 NAME  :       ethan joseph winters.  EYE   COLOUR  :     blue, not particular bright but still distinctive enough.  HAIR   STYLE   /   COLOUR  :      sandy blond, kept relatively short and neat.   HEIGHT  :      6′1.   CLOTHING   STYLE  :    dress shirts and pants most of the time for work. on weekends he just goes with tshirts and jeans, typically old college shirts and the like. he doesn’t really have a specific style, he goes for comfort and ease.   BEST   PHYSICAL   FEATURE  :      facial structure and jawline.

         𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 002 : 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑰𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬.

  FEARS  :      being left behind, bugs, the infinite nature of the universe, losing control   GUILTY   PLEASURE  :   it was a big part of his formative years but archery is a hobby of his that has begun to fade. he’s still a great shot but hasn’t had much reason to pick up a bow since leaving nevada.   BIGGEST   PET   PEEVE  :     funnily enough, pda in public. it has always irked him.   AMBITIONS   FOR   THE   FUTURE  :     going back to some kind of normality, as far fetched as that may seem.

         𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 003 : 𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺.

   FIRST   THOUGHTS   WAKING   UP  :     checking up on mia to see if she is okay, that she hasn’t had a nightmare or the like in the middle of the night. he’ll also check on their assistance dog bailey since she is usually waiting by their bed.    WHAT   THEY   THINK   ABOUT   MOST  :      dulvey. it always creeps into the back of his thoughts when he’s not paying enough attention, and often he doesn’t even realize he was thinking about it until bailey starts nudging his side or mia mentions that his left hand is shaking again.     WHAT   THEY   THINK   ABOUT   BEFORE   BED  :     if he’ll have nightmares again tonight.      WHAT   THEY   THINK   THEIR   BEST   QUALITY   IS  :     his resilience, though ethan calls it stubbornness.

          𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 004 : 𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻’𝑺 𝑩𝑬𝑻𝑻𝑬𝑹 ?

     SINGLE   OR   GROUP   DATES  :      absolutely single, he prefers getting to know a person and it feels a little bit uncomfortable on group dates.      TO   BE   LOVED   OR   RESPECTED  :     i think respected. he values love more but he has already found the love of his life so the matter of respect comes up more often.      BEAUTY   OR   BRAINS  :      call him vapid but his first draw has always been looks. a couple times he’d dated someone with absolutely no personality but usually the personality is what seals the deal.      DOGS   OR   CATS  :     he never grew up with pets really but if you made him choose, dogs.

          𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 005 : 𝑫𝑶 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀…

     LIE  :     he’s honestly a terrible liar despite the fact he’s tried his best to improve.      BELIEVE   IN   THEMSELVES  :     yes and no in a strange way. yes he knows that he managed to survive dulvey but he still doesn’t see himself as particularly talented. it feels like a fluke.      BELIEVE   IN   LOVE  :     yes.      WANT   SOMEONE  :      not right now. they’re together again.

          𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 006 : 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀 𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹…

     BEEN   ON   STAGE  :      nope.      DONE   DRUGS  :     he smoked socially in college but that’s it.      CHANGED   WHO   THEY   WERE   TO   FIT   IN  :    a little bit, when he started college he felt a little pressured to act like a tech bro rather than a country bumpkin from reno.

          𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 007 : 𝑭𝑨𝑽𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑺.

      FAVOURITE   COLOURS  :     dark blue.       FAVOURITE   ANIMAL  :      foxes.       FAVOURITE   BOOK  :     good omens - terry prachett and neil gaiman.       FAVOURITE   GAME  :     minesweeper (dont mention it).

           𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 008 : 𝑨𝑮𝑬.

      DAY   THEIR   NEXT   BIRTHDAY   WILL   BE  :      december 13th.       HOW   OLD   WILL   THEY   BE  :      31.

          𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹 009 : 𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑺𝑯 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬.

      I LOVE  :       mia.       I FEEL  :       like it will never leave me alone.       I HIDE  :      how badly what happened still affects me.       I MISS  :      before.       I WISH  :      i never ended up there.

 TAGGED:    stolen from myself  TAGGING:   steal it!!

#the formstting is gonna be fucked cause im on mobile but #in the summer silence i was getting violent — ( ✧ : memes. ) #there is no prescription for phantom pains — ( lore : ethan winters. )

[l0ve-pand0ra]

unpopular my hero opinions!!! waaa if u get offended they arent real ppl. and fyi this is one of my all time favorite animes.

1. todoroki isnt less cool now bc hes not the stoic asshole with no friends. the only reason yall think that is bc he gets so little screen time and time to shine bc when he does hes so much better then deku so they constantly dim his character down

2. todoroki would have made a more compelling and interesting and believable main character rather then deku.

3. deku was Never the underdog, he got all mights (the #1 heros) quirk Given to him for FREE. and all might favors him and gives him special treatment. and he gets away with everything. his family is super supportive. hes deadass not the underdog just bc he breaks his bones for a while. especially after season 2, underdog my ass

4. it makes zero sense that todorokis deep rooted issues and trauma got resolved with some words in a couple of episodes. meanwhile it takes bakugou 4 season to even consider changing his mindset on deku. even though bakugous whole issue is something he MADE UP in his head. again, todoroki getting done dirty

5. deku should not have beaten overhaul. when he went out to fight i literally rolled my eyes. sure the fight was impressive with stunning animation and sure he had eri. but ur telling me a freshman beat a villian with a quirk that allows him disassemble and reassemble matter which if you forgot what matter is it everything around you everything including the air.

6. todoroki and Bakugo werent in season 4 for much of it purely because of how popular they are and how much more people prefer them to Deku

7. sir nighteye rlly died without recognizing deku as being worthy of one for all... welp

8. shinsou got set up to the max going up against deku who for whatever reason on that day decided to tap into some dead mfs living inside him.... COME ON

9. this one isn’t unpopular but HOW DID U.A NOT THINK TO USE SHINSOU DURING THE OVERHAUL CASE???? like i understand hes not in the hero course but dude.......

10. my hero has weak villains, the  league is a joke with no clear direction for the whole anime, they start showing promise at the end of the overhaul arc. n i adore the league n its members but in the anime the jus seem lost with no clear direction ... and all for one aint all that. stain on the otherhand is the only good villain with conviction and is super compelling the stain arc was way ahead of its time

11. WHY TF DOES IIDA GET SO MUCH SCREEN TIME,???? FUCKING MOVE LIKE HES NOT EVEN COOL???????

12. tetsutetsu deserved to be in class 1A and has more charisma and likability then most of class 1A.

13. monama has a reason to be peeved, like come on 1B is literally known as lesser 1A... that is annoying

14. present mic is ugly n just bc him and aizawa are friends doesn’t mean you Have to ship them together. aizawa can do so much better.

15.(basically point 2 expanded lol) todoroki should have been the main character. hes way more compelling and has a way clearer goal then deku. now if deku became the worlds first quirkless hero thats one thing. but can you imagine todoroki having to decide if he should accept all mights power and if he does is he doing it for the right reason? or seeing an  in-depth look into his family situation. like come on the set up with dabi being his archenemy secret brother, n if u want some bland het romance him and momo. bruh it writes itself.

16. deku having multipal quirks is such Bullshit. like come on giving him more quirks wont make him more of a compelling character.

17. the history of one for all makes no sense. i dont understand sure its buliding of power that gets passed on but,?? why couldn’t all might use all the quirks of the past users, why wasnt he able to see them like deku??? and idk it feels like they are always changing some part of one for all making it inconsistent.

18. bakugou has the best hero custome

19. the show is missing a character in 1A with a healing quirk. i feel like having someone like that would have really added to the show and would have been interesting.

20. tamaki is so much cooler then mirio, his quirk is so much stronger and dont get me wrong I love mirio and his quirk is incredible but tamaki basically as acess to an unlimited amount of quirks. plus its not just food he ate that crystal guys crystal n produced them. its badass

22. todoroki and bakugou not passing the hero exame was bs. todoroki was provoked by the baldheaded kid and he’s the one who started the fight not Todoroki. bakugou is himself and does not do fake comfort hes not all might, whats important is saving people if he gets the job done who cares. them not passing was jus an excuse to push their characters aside for the season.

23. the gentle arc was lame and made no sense especially bc of the roller coaster that was the overhaul arc. i understand that’s the point of it was so Deku realizes that not all villains are these horrible nasty people that are human too but like the placement was just so weird especially since it was before the endeavor and hawks arc it just made no sense to me at least. it just seem like another way to make the viewers think Deku is super cool main character. and once again he gets to defeat a villain all by himself... le sigh

24. bakugous anger is completely unjustified the entire series. I adore Bakugou and I adore his character and he is one of my favorite anime characters ever but He has no reason to be mad he has an awesome quirk he’s a prodigy at everything he does he has both his parents he’s wealthy he is well liked and popular where is the justification for his anger and I’m not saying that just because you have a nice life doesn’t mean you don’t have the right to be angry but this dude is yelling is mad all the time there’s issue with that. and as I stated previously his issue is something he made up in his head. he construed a narrative in his head who deku is.

25. anyone else feel like U.A is understaffed ?

26. that wood hero is a misogynist and hates women... he was real up in arms about mont lady when she was the one who actually stopped and captured that villain.

28. best jeanist is so cool im so sad where is he please come home. he’s literally the coolest pro hero. i dont like how he tried to change bakugou but he had a point on bakugous attuide being a bit much sometimes.

29. endeavor does not deserve a redemption arc stop normalizing forgiving your abusers people don’t have to forgive their abusers no matter if they’re their parents.  and choosing not to forgive them doesn’t mean that you’re holding onto this huge anger and it’s holding you back it just means you choose not to associate with them and to keep them away from you and I totally understand that Todoroki technically needs his father to teach him how to improve them but he doesn’t have to forgive him neither do his siblings they have every right to hold endeavor accountable for everything hes done!

30. MY HERO IS AMAZING AND THESE OPINIONS WERE JUS TO HAVE FUN AND MEAN NO HARM!!!! REMINDER THIS IS ALL FOR JOKES AND FOR FUN AND U DONT HAVE TO AGREE!!!!! my hero is one of the best shonen animes up there with the classics like naruto dbz and one piece, and also am i in no way actually criticizing the author lol Horikoshi has more talent on the tips of his finger nails then my whole bloodline will probably ever have lol !



#my hero academia #unpopular thoughts #boku no hero academia #midoriya izuku #anime #katsuki bakugō

[lattelesbean003]

1-50 for the asks lmao (if you feel like it, but you don’t have to lskdjfls)

1. What’s your sexual orientation?

I’m lesbian! 🏳️‍🌈

2. What are you obsessed with right now?

Uhh, I’m really into Haikyuu!! again. I’m still kinda obsessed with Marvel though lol.

3. Ever done any drugs?

Only prescribed drugs.

4. What piercings do you want?

Ohh, so many. I want three piercing on the lobes of both my ears and a couple cartridge piercings. I’ve kinda thought about a nose ring? But I’m not sure. As a start though I need to get over my fear of needles and actually get my ears pierced.

5. How many people have you kissed?

None.

6. Describe your dream home.

Okay okay. I want a one or two bedroom apartment in Montreal, Quebec. (NYC would be the dream but hahahhhh way too expensive). The kitchen would have dark cabinets with a white counter top, a nice deep sink with a movable faucet, obviously a dishwash and stove, a pretty big stainless steel fridge, a stainless steel microwave, and a toaster. I’d have a nice, big, comfy couch in the living room. There’d be lots of plants (I love plants), and a little table by a window for a ‘dining’ room. Bedroom would be big enough to fit a double or queen bed. Oh! I’d also have bookcases everywhere cause I love books and manga lol.

7. Who are you jealous of?

There are a few fanfic writers that I’m jealous of just cause they’re really good at writing and my dumbass feels inferior and bad about myself. It’s one of the things I hate about myself. I get insecure wayyy too easily.

8. What’s your favorite show to binge?

Right now, Haikyuu!!. I binged it pretty quickly and it’s turning into a comfort show for me lol.

9. Do you watch porn?

I have before, but it makes me uncomfortable.

10. Do you have a secret sideblog?

I do have a blog that I run that I haven’t told anyone about.

11. If you could teleport anywhere in the world right now, where would you go?

Florence, Italy. I wanna go back so baddd.

12. What’s one of your fantasies?

Living a good and happy life and not feeling insecure about literally everything

13. Do you have/would you get your nipples pierced?

No I wouldn’t. Exposing my chest to anyone makes me very uncomfortable. Also, the idea of nipple piercings is very bizarre to me but hey, you do you boo.

14. How would you spend a million dollars?

I would buy way too many books and clothes lmao. Also food. If I didn’t set aside some of it for college, I’d spend it on dumb stuff like that.

15. Are you in a relationship?

No, but I wish. I’d love a girlfriend.

16. Do you follow porn blogs?

Nope!

17. Are you angry with anyone right now?

I’m not angry with anyone, just feeling insecure about my relationship with a couple people cause my brain is stupid.

18. What tattoos do you want?

I want a full sleeve tattoo! Idk what the art would be, mostly because I haven’t actually thought about it toooo much because tattoos involve needles and pain and those are two of my biggest fears. (Failure takes the number one spot though.)

19. If you could change your name, would you? What would you change it to?

Oh uh, idk man. I’ve never thought about it. I’d just stick with Jen.

20. What is something you’re obsessed with?

For fandoms, Haikyuu!! right now, but I love sweet things way too much. Also, bread.

21. Describe your best friend.

Tall, adventurous, takes no shit, smart

22. Tag someone you think is hot.

@ms-bookdragon ;)

23. Who are five of your favorite bands/musical artists?

I mostly like specific songs, rather than one artist. Here are my top five at the moment:

Piano Man / Billy Joel

My Love Will Never Die / AG, Claire Wyndham

Toss a Coin to Your Witcher / Samual Kim, Black Gryphon (I like the remix more than the original)

Dance Monkey / Tones and I

The Sound of Silence / Disturbed

24. What are three places you want to travel?

I really want to go to Quebec (and I might be able to this summer!!), Japan, and Greece. (I also wanna return to Italy).

25. Describe your perfect Friday night.

Sharing lots of laughs with friends.

26. What’s your favorite season?

Spring! I don’t mind winter if it snows, but where I live it mostly rains and it’s annoying lol. We’ve only had like, four dry days since the new year.

27. What’s your pet peeve?

LOUD CHEWING OMG I CAN’T STAND IT. Also when anything scraps against metal. Makes me cringe and tense up like nothing else.

28. Who is the funniest person you know?

A gay guy in my chem class. Also my neighbor. They both have very weird senses of humor but I appreciate them lol.

29. What’s the most overrated movie?

Avengers: Endgame. :3 (I will forever hate that movie lol.)

30. Tag someone you want to talk to but have been too shy to message.

Oh god why you gotta do this to me. @voxofthevoid. Ahh he only knows me from my main not my sideblog. 😭

31. Do you like paper books or ebooks better?

Paper books don’t hurt my eyes as much. I don’t think I could read a paper version of a fanfic though.

32. If you could live in a fictional world, what world would you pick?

Oh oof, uhh none of them? They’re all kinda shitty worlds lol. 

33. If money was no object, what would your wardrobe be like?

Lots of button-ups and sweaters. Jeans, converse, scarves, nice dresses and skirts. I don’t have a specific wardrobe, I mostly buy whatever catches my eye.

34. What’s your coffee order?

Depends on my mood, but I mostly buy ice caps at Tim Hortons. Sometimes a french vanilla. At proper coffee shops, I buy a latte or mocha. I can’t handle a normal latte yet though, so it’s normally a caramel latte or something. At Starbucks, I typically buy a caramel frappuccino. When it’s cold, a mocha latte. (The peppermint mocha is yummy.)

35. Do you have a crush on anyone?

Nope, kinda wish I did though. 

36. Do you still have feelings for any of your exes?

Nope! I have on ex and mostly avoid him lol.

37. Have any tattoos?

No, but as I mentioned above I’d love a full sleeve tattoo.

38. Do you drink?

Nah, I’m still underage, alcohol is gross, and I’m not popular enough to be invited to parties.

39. Are you a virgin?

Yis. Still haven’t gotten my first kiss too.

40. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

No

41. How many followers do you have?

On this account, tumblr claims 39, but it’s actually 24 lmao. I have a joint account with another person that has over 1000 followers though.

42. Describe the hottest person you know.

She has a long mousy brown hair, a bunch of ear piercings, really adorable dimples, and a very nice smile. I’m like 99% she’s straight though.

43. What’s your guilty pleasure?

I indulge too much in junk food. 

44. Do you read erotica?

Yupp. I mean, if you count fanfic with sex in them plus the occasional doujinshi.

45. What’s the worst date you’ve ever been on?

The one date I’ve been on wasn’t too bad, but the dude I went out with thought we were a couple after the one date. I feel kinda bad because I led him on for two weeks, unsure how to break it to him that I discovered I was gay soooo.

46. How many people do you follow?

100, but like over half of them aren’t very active.

47. If you could marry any celebrity, who would you pick?

Hmmmmmmm. I don’t have a specific crush on anyone, but maybe Sebastian Stan just cause I wanna be his friend. He’s too old though lol.

48. Describe your ideal partner.

A girl (obviously), who’s could drag me to social events, but also enjoy a quiet night at home. Funny, encouraging/supportive, kind. Also lots of cuddles. I love cuddling and hand holding, plus cheek kisses!! Ahhh

49. Who do you text the most?

Two of my irl friends. They’re both great. I also text the person I have a joint blog with.

50. What’s your favorite kind of weather?

A warm spring day. The sun isn’t too hot, the grass is a lush green, and there’s only a handful of clouds in the sky. On the flip side, if I don’t have to go to school, I love snow. Walking around my neighborhood when it’s totally quiet and peaceful is one of my favorite things to do.

#asks #evelyn (eve)

[loudhouse-genderbent-headcanons]

Can we gave a situation with linka and lane do something togeyher (any plot would do really)

You got it! Coming up with a plot was harder than I thought ^^’ But I hope you like it! This was fun! (I wonder if this would make a good episode.)

———-

~ Linka is walking to the bathroom when she hears growling and crumpling paper from Luke and Lane’s room. She knocks on the door and Lane on the other side permits her to come in. 

~ Linka walks in and steps into a pile of crumpled up papers on the ground and also spots a bunch of papers in the trash bin. And she sees Lane sitting at his desk, looking like he’s trying to write. Linka asks what’s up. 

~ Lane explains that he has his first huge stand-up gig at the Chortal Portal because a comedic talent booker is gonna be present. Linka congratulates him, but Lane rebuttals that he can’t come up with any good stories or events to tell that’s funny enough. And that the gig is the next day. He literally pulled at his hair once. 

~ Linka reminds him that he’s always been excited and confident with his material, but Lane refutes that he’s never performed in front of a professional talent booker. And that he’s a relatively young stand-up comedian, so it’ll be difficult to give a good enough performance to get a book. 

~ Linka looks at him with a blank, ridiculed expression. Then she reminds him that they live in a small house with 11 kids under the roof. There’s always a story to tell. Lane then asks for her assistance. And she ends up hanging with him, telling him some stories about their siblings they’ve witnessed before. 

~ While they tease them all throughout. 

~ Lane: “Do you think Loni would keep that a secret?”   Linka: “Please. Loni’s too dumb to lie.” [they laugh]

~ After a few minutes, Linka hears the annoying twins fighting in the hallway. She rolls her eyes and runs out of Lane’s room to intervene. Lane peeks out of the door to watch. 

~ Linka is pushing them apart to settle their fight. Over a bloody action figure. And she gets splattered with Leif’s mud after. 

~ A lightbulb pops above Lane’s head and believes this will make a good story. Linka comes back to the room and helps him a bit more, but a couple minutes later, Lane tells her he’s got an idea and thanks her for her help. But he also asks her to accompany him to the Chortal Portal the next day. 

~ Linka agrees to and goes to her room while Lane writes down his story. 

~ The next day, Linka is sitting at a table in front of the stage in the Chortal Portal. There for support. 

~ The talent booker is sitting in the back corner as well. 

~ Lane walks up on stage to the microphone and gulps, pulling at his collar. He looks at the talent booker, then to his sister. After he takes a deep breath and calms down, he starts his routine. 

~ At first, it goes well. He talks about his life with ten siblings, mentioning he has 9 brothers and a sister. The crowd and Linka are laughing. Even the talent booker is chuckling a bit. 

~ Then when he’s nearly done, he riffs Linka (whom he just refers to as “my sister”) a bit. He talks of her nosy actions, based on her intervening in Leif’s and Lexx’s fight. And also mentions her meddling in her brothers’ lives. The crowd laughs at the finale, but Linka gets somewhat insulted. 

~ After he ends the first part of his performance with a wave and walks off the stage, Linka asks him about the insult of her in the end. Lane explains that it was based off his observation and told them an honest story. It was just a bit of teasing. 

~ Linka genuinely asks if she’s that nosy. 

~ Now Lane feels a tiny bit bad. He didn’t mean to insult her. He explains that it was just a joke and not to take it seriously. 

~ Linka trusts his words and walks back to her table, sipping on her soda, feeling a bit uneasy. 

~ A couple minutes later, Lane is performing his second act and Linka is watching. In this act, he tells a story based on Linka’s oversensitivity. 

~ Linka did not help him write this one. Was this the other idea he was talking about? 

~ While he’s telling the story and the audience is laughing, Linka is fuming. 

~ After he’s done, he gives a wave to the applauding crowd and steps off the stage. Suddenly, Linka pulls him in the corner and they get into an argument about the routines. 

~ “I told you to tell stories, not insult me!”    “They were jokes, Linka. It’s stand-up comedy, they’re supposed to sound like I’m riffing you. Geez, the nosy joke might not be true, but the oversensitive one sure is.”

~ Linka is now insulted and blushing a small bit. 

~ Then the talent booker walks up and interrupts them, which is probably a good thing. The talent booker starts talking to Lane while Linka grudgingly listens. 

~ The talent booker tells Lane that he’s funny. He doesn’t normally find kids as young as he is to have good material like that. And he’ll be at the Chortal Portal tomorrow and that if he likes Lane’s routine again, he’ll look for a spot for him at a comedian’s festival he’s hosting. 

~ Lane is excited, but loses his smile when he sees Linka’s grudging expression. The two of them leave, not talking to each other most of the time. With a couple arguing and insults in between. 

~ After they get home, Linka storms up to her room. Lane sits on the couch and takes out his notebook. 

~ Loki is sitting on the couch talking to Bebe at the time. Loki notices Linka storms up to her room and tells Bebe he’s gotta call her back when Lane sits down. He asks his brother what’s wrong with Linka. And Lane explains the situation. 

~ Loki asks how he riffed her. Lane does the easier thing, turns to a previous page in his notebook, and shows Loki his written routine. 

~ After letting out a sigh, Loki hands back the notebook and tells him that the writing is less telling a story and more actually insulting their sister. Lane didn’t realize. 

~ Loki also tells him that Linka may indeed be a bit sensitive, but that he also should’ve asked her if he could make fun of her. And not make fun of a possible insecurity like that. 

~ Lane now feels guilty over his actions and words and stares at his notebook. 

~ …And Loki calls Bebe back, to which Lane gives the hardest eye roll. 

~ Lane looks at Loki with lowered eyelids. Then another light bulb appears over his head and a bright smile appears on his face. He gets up and runs up to his room, and starts writing his next routine. 

~ While Luke is asleep, snoring in the background. 

~ The next day, Lane arrives at the Chortal Portal. He convinced Linka to come watch his next routine. 

~ It took some convincing, but he got her to come. 

~ Linka sits at the same table and watches him walk up onto the stage with the most angry and offended look at the same time. She’s ready to listen to the routine and leave already. 

~ And Lane begins his routine. 

~ But her face lightens up a bit when she listens to his story: her ability to manipulate her brothers to do ANYTHING. 

~ “My sister has perks, being the only girl of 11 kids. One of them is that she has the power to get me and my brothers to do anything. She has this technique to do so, which is giving us huge puppy eyes. I don’t know if the others notice them, but I do. I notice the puppy eyes… And I oblige to do anything she asks me to, anyway. Not because I love her… I do, but that’s not why. I just feel like I have to. This is my little sister, which- younger sisters are born manipulative monsters. And she takes full advantage of it with glee. Because she knows I am a dumbass who will fall for it every. Time.” 

~ Now Linka is laughing. Now this is a story she’s proud of. The crowd is laughing, too. And the talent booker is even laughing harder than yesterday. 

~ After another successful night, the talent booker tells him he wants to get him a spot at the comedian’s festival he’s hosting. And that head executives will be there, looking for talented comedians to perform in their bigger theaters. He warns him that they’ll be a bit skeptical because of his young age, but he’ll give him a chance. 

~ Lane is ecstatic and Linka hugs him for congratulations. 

~ On the walk home, they make up. Lane apologizes for the routines the previous night, noticing his words were a bit hurtful and for not asking her if he could make fun of that. Linka forgives him and admits she can be quite sensitive, which she really doesn’t like and that’s why she got upset. Lane says that it’s okay to be sensitive, but he can help her grow a thicker skin if she wants. And Linka happily says yes. Which leads him to ask if he can make fun of her onstage. Linka gives permission, so long as he doesn’t use her name. 

~ And Linka agrees to help him write his gigs for his stage performance, so they aren’t insulting. 

~ When they get home, they see their brothers in the living room doing their hobbies and tell them the news. 

~ After they congratulate him, they hear Loki talking to Bebe in the kitchen. Lane and Linka peek into the kitchen. While their brothers roll their eyes and cover their ears, Linka and Lane look at each other with mischievous grins. 

~ Loki walks into the living room, hanging up his phone. And he looks at his siblings when he hears Lane’s voice. 

~ Lane is kneeling in front of Linka dramatically and Linka has her hand on her hip and has her other hand on her cheek. And their brothers are snickering and laughing. 

~ “Oh, Bebe! Truly, I am crazy crazy in love with you! But what I cannot understand is how a beautiful dame like yourself can go for a dorky, bossy, loudmouth-” A pillow is thrown at him. 

~ Him and Linka are now laughing while running from a peeved Loki.

#loud house #the loud house #genderbend #loud house genderbend #linka loud #lane loud #loki loud #leif loud #lexx loud #luke loud

[cassercole]

12/12

I was tagged by the @mystic-scripture​ @ofbadchoices​ @foxesandmagic​ and @iceandwaterfairytail​! 

Rules: Answer 12 questions from the point of view of one of your OCs, ask 12 questions, tag 12 people. (I’ll be answering as Dawson, Q, Molly and Kitty!)

DAWSON:

1. What is your Favorite Book?: 

I haven’t read a book since the third grade.

2. Are you more of a talker or a listener?:

Depends on who you ask

3. What five movies best describe your personality?:

Die Hard is the only movie that matters. 

4. What do you look for in a Significant Other?: 

Someone’s who not a fucking idiot. So options are limited. 

5. Who in your life (outside of family) inspires you?:

Oh Jesus Christ...

6. What is your Biggest Pet Peeve?:

People asking stupid questions..........

7. Do you agree with your JK Rowling sorting, or do you feel like you belong in a different one?:

Ugh, did Q put you up to this?? One time she made me take one of those stupid quizzes and it said I was a Slytherin?? I don’t even know what that means but Q didn’t like it very much.

8. Marvel or DC and why?: 

What the fuck is Marvel? 

9. What is your go to take out order when you’re home alone?

Pizza. Hot wings. Beer. Sometimes cheese fries...

10. Do you like the transitional Seasons (Spring/ Fall) or the Full-Blown Seasons (Summer/ Winter)?

Anything but winter. Fuck that season, man. 

11. What is one thing you try to hide about yourself in a first impression?:

Literally why do you need to know

12. Where do you feel the most at home/safest to be yourself?

At my terminal. 

Q:

1. What would be your perfect afternoon?

Laying on the couch, no pants, no bra, with that morning’s newspaper open to the crossword puzzle (it’s an easy one), Steve making his infamous club sandwiches, the record player playing one of our favorite records. And it’s sunny, but not too bright.   

2. What’s your favorite music genre?:

Living with Steve has made it so I listen to a little bit of everything (the guy’s missed out on waaaaay too much) but whenever I’m alone, I always turn on some classic alternative rock from the nineties. 

3.  If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be and why?:

Stupid. Not like intelligence-wise, but just generally. 

4. What is your favorite foreign food? (Foreign to the country you were born)

Oh I’m a big fan pirogies. Ate a lot of those while we were in the Ukraine. Fucking love those potato stuffed pillows of heaven.  

5. Would you want to become famous? Why? If so, what would you like to be known for?: 

Hell no. I’m already famous enough for helping take down SHIELD, becoming an enemy of the state after saving Bucky, and being related to the Winter Soldier. I’m good, thanks. 

6. Do you think legacies are important?

Yes and no. I think it’s important to understand where you came from and who they were. But I don’t think it matters once you begin to figure yourself out. You’re your own person. 

7. Would you ever adopt?

I wish I could say yes without pause. Cause what with Steve and his super soldier-ness, we aren’t even sure he can have kids. So clearly adoption would be our best option, but like...I have my concerns. 

8. What is your favorite “unusual” animal? As in, an animal that people don’t talk about often:

PEOPLE NEED TO TALK MORE ABOUT JELLYFISH, OKAY?!

9. Do you enjoy museums? If so, what type of museums?

Love museums. Could spend hours in them. I’ve spent enough time in the Smithsonian with Steve that I know it back to front. I’d love to explore more modern art type museums, but history museums are the most interesting to me. All those people that lived before us and had such a cultural impact on us and our present (and our future!) It’s amazing to think about. 

10. What would you say was the moment that defines who you are today?

Fury taking me out of jail and putting me into the SHIELD Academy.   

11. What is your favorite drink and why?

Coke. God, it’s like water. Just the sweetness and fizziness....blessed be whoever created it. 

12. What is your favorite kind of weather?:

Love cold weather. So much easier to cancel plans and have excuses not to do anything. 

MOLLY:

1. What would be your perfect afternoon?

Not being bothered by Peter about stupid Spider-Man stuff, or just hanging out with him as Peter, watching Gossip Girl and eating a reuben from the diner in town while laying on the couch after smoking a bit of Frankie’s stash. Also my parents aren’t home.   

2. What’s your favourite music genre?

I found a bunch of old mix tapes in my sister’s room so whatever sort of music is on there. It’s mostly rock-ish but nothing too terrible. 

3.  If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be and why?

Under-appreciated. Technically it’s still one word cause it’s hyphened.  And only because Peter never seems to appreciate all the shit I do for him! It’s not fair. 

4. What is your favourite foreign food? (Foreign to the country you were born):

I like the ramen bowls we sometimes get on Friday nights. It’s a build your own type of place called Ramen Hood which amuses me. 

5. Would you want to become famous? Why? If so, what would you like to be known for?:

I’d love to be a superhero like Peter. I think I’d do a pretty good job. I know a lot about it after all. 

6. Do you think legacies are important?:

Yeah, I guess. I don’t know, never really thought about it. Or thought that I even had a legacy to deal with or whatever. Not until my sister went through all my Nana Becks stuff...

7. Would you ever adopt?:

I can barely take care of Peter. How am I supposed to take care of another human? 

8. What is your favourite “unusual” animal? As in, an animal that people don’t talk about often

The peacock spider. It’s a jumping spider that lives in Australia. I discovered them during my research on Peter’s spider-bite. They have a cool color scheme. 

9. Do you enjoy museums? If so, what type of museums?

Not really. I mean, I’ll go, but they’re kinda boring. I like the interactive stuff that a couple museums have though.

10. What would you say was the moment that defines who you are today?

I guess when Peter got bit by that spider?

11. What is your favourite drink and why?

I really like the brand of lemonade they serve in the cafeteria. It’s not too sweet, but not too bitter either. 

12. What is your favourite kind of weather?

A sunny day that has some wind to it. That way it’s not so hot out and it’s bearable when I have to stay outside for a bit. 

KITTY:

1. When is the moment that you are the most happiest?

Oh, as soon as James walks through the door after work. Or whenever the phone rings with his call. 

2. Do you have any guilty pleasures?

I am known to take an extra slice of cake, if no one is looking. And if no one is home, I like to take all my makeup off, but that’s doesn’t happen as often now since James caught me barefaced once. 

3. What do you look in a partner?:

Someone kind and smart, who has a good heart. Of course, good looking and brave, and it would be nice if he came from money but that’s not that big of a deal as long as we’re happy.  As long as he makes me happy. James makes me happy. 

4. What is your relationship with your family?:

As normal as anyone’s relationship with their family, I guess! 

5. When did you make your first friend?:

I met Astrid when we were in the first grade. She sat down next to me and promptly declared we were going to be friends. And we still are! 

6. Where you ever betrayed by someone you loved? Did you betray someone you loved?:

No, I don’t believe that’s ever happened to me. I would hate for it to happen to anyone! 

7. Are you a leader or a follower?:

Well, I’m not sure. No one’s ever really asked me that before.

8. Do you have someone that you can talk your problems?:

Of course! My best friend, Astrid and I talk all the time. About everything. 

9. What do you like to do in your free time?:

Oh I love to read. And cross stitch. And bake! And go shopping of course. 

10. Do you lie often?:

Never! 

11. Have you ever manipulated anyone?:

Of course not! Why would I ever do such a thing!?

12. Would die for your friends?:

That’s a little dramatic! 

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