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prettyboy-like-you · 2 years

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BETTER THAN TIFFANY

harringrove fic, pre-relationship, just under 2500 words, rated Teen, Billy takes the flirting up a notch, Stevie is still Adorably Oblivious, EVEN IN THE FACE OF ROMANTIC TROPES HE THINKS HE WROTE THE BOOK ON, Billy Hargrove's Sexy Camaro, Billy Hargrove's Sexy Everything, Steve Harrington POV.

part 2 of the >>CHERRY BOMB series << [click to read from part 1]

part 3 HERE

(The second time Steve wonders)

After getting high as balls with Billy Hargrove of all people at the pool last night, Steve spends too much of Sunday wondering.

He wonders a) where in Hawkins Billy got that five star dope from b) what Billy asking Steve to meet him had actually been about—because he sure as shit still didn't know—and c) what the hell does this mean they are to each other now? Weed buddies? Friends?

Yeah, right.

Billy isn't at school the next day. Or the day after that. But on Wednesday morning, he's there; pulling up in the parking lot wearing aviators when it's not even that sunny yet (douche) and revving that fine-ass Camaro that's the same colour as his eyes. Which is just something Steve noticed. It's a really nice car.

After lunch and a predictable start to English (Steve's routine of "I swear, Miss, my mother's darling Chiwawa ate my homework! Again, I know—you couldn't write it!" working a charm on dear Mrs Brady, as usual), Steve says he needs the bathroom and bails.

Grabbing smokes from his locker, he makes his way across to the other side of the building and lets himself out of the first-floor fire escape. The alarm has been busted there for like, two years. Because Hawkins High is becoming a real shit-hole, apparently. Really, Steve's pretty fucking ecstatic he'll soon be out of here for good—even if he is hoping against hope that he actually graduates when he leaves.

Reaching the bleachers, he's grateful that the class that's out training is currently at the other end of the field. Allows him to sneak under the seats and light up one of his Dad's duty-frees without being spotted. These ones are, what… Spanish? Steve looks at the cigarette packet for a moment longer but gives up trying to pronounce the name in his head that's brandished across its front. He lights the tab, holding it between his forefinger and thumb, and pulls hard on it. Closes his eyes and throws his head back as he blows out his cheeks along with the lungs-worth of smoke.

"Gimme one of those, would'ya?"

Steve manages to headbutt the metal seats just above him when he jumps a mile.

There's laughter. Then, "Shit a brick much, Harrington?"

Fucking Billy.

"Jesus, man." Steve rubs the top of his head. He then sighs, shakes the pack and flicks a cigarette at Billy—who of course catches it in his mouth with ease, the smooth son of a bitch.

"Aw. You want me to kiss it all better?" Billy drawls around the unit cigarette before taking it out of his mouth.

Steve smiles sardonically.

Billy has got to be with the outdoor class as he's wearing short shorts and a sweat-soaked, cropped t-shirt, which— regardless of its state—he's now using to wipe the dripping sweat from his smug mush.

Steve notices he's sporting a pretty nasty black eye.

"Do that falling out of the funny tree?" Steve says sarcastically, gesturing to the bruise.

"Should see the other guy," Billy says with a face that's too unreadable for Steve's liking. Wedging the cigarette back between his lips Billy then juts his chin and commands, "Light me up."

Steve rolls his eyes but presses the button on the electric lighter (which he also stole from his Dad) and holds it out towards Billy, mumbling, "What did your last slave die of?"

"Keeping up." Billy answers, too fast, and then he's got that piercing-gaze-shit going on again.

Steve doesn't want to look away, but he does.

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Billy steps much closer and clasps both his hands around the one Steve is holding at arm's length, bending his head low towards the now roaring flameless flame and pulling on the tab. Steve can feel a hot heat warming his fingers and isn't sure if it's coming from the lighter or Billy's death grip. Steve realises he's suddenly kind of skittish again like he had been on arriving at the pool Saturday night.

Get your shit together, Stevie.

Looking up through thick blonde lashes, brand new smoke tendrils now winding around damp curls, Billy grins. "Be cool, Prettyboy. I'm just fucking with you," he says with a wink, blowing a nicotine haze out into Steve's face and somehow reading Steve's mind.

This guy is a goddamn mystery to Steve.

The fuck does he want from me?

Billy doesn’t back off—just turns so they're facing the same way, both with their backs leaning against cool metal—he stays right up in Steve's face. With shoulders and thighs brushing against each other, they take it in turns to suck on their cigarettes, hot ends glowing in the shadows of the bleachers, the pair sheltered from the burning afternoon sun and any possible prying eyes. But Steve can still feel eyes on him. He flicks his gaze at them as often as he flicks his ash, always looking away again quickly.

They're a darker shade of blue in the shade.

Steve wonders if Billy knows it's rude to stare.

Only half finished, Billy then drops the smoke and crushes it into the sandy dirt under his Converse.

"Well that was a waste," Steve huffs. And it seems to amuse Billy, as a blinding smile flashes across his face as he steps out into the sunlight, now walking backwards in the direction of his classmates.

He looks Steve up and down, head-to-toe and says, "No, Steve. It wasn't."

All Steve can think as Billy turns on his heel and runs back down the length of the field, is: he called me Steve.

* * *

Steve has been staying out of Tommy's way and been catching rides to and from school most days—with a stream of different girls he vaguely knows—ever since Richard, his so-called Dad who's never even around, took away his wheels when he realised grounding him was never going to work.

Sir Dick of Harrington can go royally fuck himself.

Steve's trying to catch the eye of Cindy—Cheryl?—from across the lot, when annoyingly loud guitars are abruptly filling his ears and shining Pacific blue now graces his peripheral vision. Steve looks down at Billy Hargrove, leaning out of the Camaro window and looking up at Steve. He pulls down his shades and says, "Get in, loser."

Jumping at the chance to not have to sweet talk a girl he doesn't really want to be bothering with (that kind of shit never used to bother him, but now it makes him feel like a bit of an asshole), Steve rounds the car and climbs in, shotgun. Billy revs that sweet engine a couple times then screeches out of the place, much, much faster than necessary. Of fucking course.

"Not that I'm complaining but. Why are you giving me a ride, Hargrove?" Steve sits over the music.

Billy just shrugs, eyes on the road. "Goin' your way today, I guess."

Steve shakes his head and can't help the small, slightly bemused smile that creeps up on him and over his face. Then says, "Hang on, how do you know which way I'm headed?"

Billy now smirks at him. "I don't. Not exactly."

Huh?

At a loss for what else to say, Steve tells the guy how to get to his place and that it's not that far from school. He then lights them both a smoke. Instead of taking a hand off the wheel, Billy leans his head across so Steve can place the cigarette between his lips. He is driving fast, to be fair.

Are his lips always that red?

Steve hangs an arm out of the passenger window and watches the world fly by for a little while.

After another rock song that blasts from the Camero's speakers ends, the cassette stops with a loud click. Billy fumbles on his kfar side and grabs another from somewhere. Holding it between his teeth, he teases the tape out with one hand then lets the case drop into his lap. He shoves the thing onto the player and smashes the PLAY> BUTTON. After a loud hissing, another song comes pounding through the speakers, all guitars and drums and sneering lyrics. It's a girl singing and, after a moment, Steve actually finds himself tapping his foot along to the beat.

"You like this, huh Princess?" Billy asks with a raised brow. There's a weird look on that smooth caramel face, hints of the deep reds and purples of Billy's shiner peeking out from under the gold rimmed shades under his left eye.

"Fuck you," Steve retorts, grimacing at the name. But there's no real heat behind it. He then he waves a hand and concedes, "I guess it is a kind of catchy tune."

"Dude, Cherie Currie is the shit."

Steve finds himself smiling. "The shit, huh?"

Billy is grinning too—that genuine smile like at the pool when they got high, making what Steve decides to be a more than welcome appearance.

A few minutes later, just as the song is finishing, Steve asks Billy to pull over.

"Uh, this is me," he says, wondering if he should invite Billy in. His dad won't be home and his mom probably won't be back yet.

Would that be weird?

Billy, again with the mind-reading thing says, "Don't worry, you don't gotta ask me in for a study date. I gotta head back to that dump we just came from anyways, to pick up my shit-for-brains little sister."

Now Steve really doesn't know what to say. The guy just. Drove him home from school… only to now be going back?

Steve works his jaw but no words come out.

"She stayed after for A.V. club, or some shit. So, I had time to kill. " Billy says. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, adds "That night a few months ago, when we knocked heads together?" He looks out of the windscreen into the middle of the empty road. "That wasn't exactly… me at my best."

"Felt like your best," Steve admits. "My jaw still cracks if I open it too wide."

The look Steve then sees in those blue, blue eyes is a completely unexpected one. Billy looks, what… guilty?

Steve opens his mouth, not exactly knowing what he's going to say, but Billy beats him to the draw. "No I meant… Look, I was a real asshole that night. But it was for all the right reasons. I'm tryna—I had to come on strong, for Max's sake. Billy looks away again. "You wouldn't understand."

Steve feels a little offended at that. "How about try me, before assuming that the rich kid knows nothing about anything." And even though Steve's tone isn't exactly kind, when Billy looks at him again, he actually looks like he could hug Steve.

What the fuck?

But Billy is then immediately Billy again, all confidence and brashness and sneer. “Maybe some other time, Princess."

"Stop calling me that! " Steve snaps.

Billy just grins and his bottom lip into that ruby red mouth of his.

Steve smacks his lips and says, "O-kaay, thanks for the ride, I guess," when he doesn't know what else there is to say, and then grabs his bag that's by his feet and scrambles out of the car.

He cuts across the front of the bonnet, and as he turns to shoot Billy a salute, Billy is beckoning him over to his open window. Steve goes over and leans in, hands curling around the door frame that's been warmed by the sun. "Here." Billy says, eyes front, but shoving something in Steve's direction. Steve looks down; it's a cassette tape. "You need to start listening to something better than fucking Tiffany," is all he says.

Steve wants to protest, he really does. But dammit, he just can't bring himself to—he loves Tiffany. So instead, he just dies inside a little as he grabs it from between Billy's fingers, which he notices are also nicely sun-warned. Then he stuffs the thing in his back pocket, rolls his eyes and says, "Whatever, man," spinning around and starting up his driveway. When he turns his head back, Billy is watching him. But a second later he's speeding off like lightning.

Grease Lightning.

Steve shakes his head and rolls his eyes again, but he's grinning as he walks to his front door.

Up in his room, after kicking off his shoes and peeling himself out of his jeans (the 32s are tight, but hey, that's the look), Steve takes the tape from the pocket and peers at the case. He really does not know what he expected, but it certainly isn't… this.

Scrawled in red ink, diagonally across the entire tracklist space on the back of the inset card, are four words written in surprisingly neat lettering.

Better Than Fucking Tiffany

Huh?

Steve is seriously at a loss as to what he's supposed to be thinking right now. But this guy is so weird is the one thing that shines through.

After a moment of just staring at the thing, he takes the cassette out of its case and loads it into the tape deck of his stereo. He pushes the PLAY> button.

CH-CH-CH-CH-CH-CH-CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB!

…screams out of Steve's Sony Super-bass speakers. He immediately goes to turn it down, but then. He doesn't. He just, let's the song run on at that volume, for all of its shouty duration—and actually ends up jumping around in his polo shirt and socks, singing along with every cherry bomb! over and over again, until he's breathless and grinning like an idiot.

When the track ends, Steve wonders what song will come on next and if he'll like it as much as what he's naturally calling The Cherry Bomb Song. Then the next song starts and it's… the same one again. He walks over and presses the FAST FORWARD>> button for ten seconds-ish.

Still Cherry Bomb.

He whizzes it forwards another fifteen, maybe twenty seconds. And it's… yeah, it's the same song.

His brow furrowed a little, Steve ejects the tape, turns it onto the B-side and hits PLAY> another time.

Cherry Bomb. Again.

Steve then snorts as it slowly dawns on him. Then he smiles. Then he's laughing out loud to himself, alone in his bedroom, with no freaking pants on.

The whole tape is The Cherry Bomb Song, on a damn loop.

That Asshole.

* * *

That night in bed, Steve dreams of crystal blue waves and Californian sunshine and a soft but steady rainfall of Cherry Blossoms.

LINK TO PART 3 HERE

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izunias-meme-hole · 1 year

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My Top 10 Favorite Fire Emblem Characters

Number 1. Edelgard Von Hresvelg - I would repeat several points about why her fans like her, and also explain just how in the wrong she is, but there’s a simpler way to explain why I love Edelgard. She’s the best take on the Rudolf Archetype in the entire series. She’s calculated, arrogant, and self-righteous, yet she’s also very charming, likable, and had a good end goal that can resonate with some people, despite the way she intended to go about it. Her character basically mixes the best aspects of the Rudolf Archetype, and places them into a single character, without making her seem unoriginal. Overall, Edelgard is the most well done villain the series has ever had. Long live the Flame Emperor!

Number 2. Ashnard - King Ashnard of Daein was truly a Mad King. Throughout Path of Radiance, he’s mostly in his hideout, but he’s authorized so many warcrimes, the carnage he causes is told to Ike and the mercenaries, his soldiers both fear and respect him, every time we DID see him talking with his men it became clearer how deranged he is, and overall he was a well built up final boss with a GIGANTIC BLOODLUST. However the best thing about him is that while he’s this hammy psycho on the surface, underneath that expressive exterior is a clever asshole of a man with a darwinist ideology. Ashnard believes that only the strong can thrive in life, and hates the caste systems in other countries because it grants positions of power to people he deems as “unworthy.” In his eyes, if you want to increase your status, you need to fight tooth to nail and prove that you’re strong. Hell, he wasn’t even upset at the notion of dying because in his eyes, if he dies it means that he was overpowered or that he slipped up. HELL WHEN HE DOES DIE HE IS JUST LAUGHING, BEGGING THE PARTY TO CONTINUE THE FIGHT, AND SPEWING SOME BULLSHIT ABOUT AN ASCENSION! So yeah, this guy is not called the Mad King for nothing.

Number 3. Arvis - The best way to describe Arvis is a “Male Prototype Edelgard”, however the difference between them is clear. Despite also being a morally ambiguous figure dubbed “The Flame Emperor,” Arvis was the BASTARD that got what he wanted, until karma hit him like a truck when he got backstabbed by the Gharnef of his game, and his own son a few years later. I could go into more detail about this guy, like how he killed the first protagonist of the game and married his girlfriend not long after, but Geneology of The Holy War is a long ass game, and there is a LOT to say about this guy. Also he’s the first Rudolf that relies on magic rather than swords, axes, spears, and armor. So yeah, Arvis is dope.

Number 4. Lyon - To think that a member of the Gharneff Archetype is the most tragic villain in the series. The man tried to bring back his dad with dark magic, and immediately got taken over by the demon king, Fomortiis. This alone doesn’t just make him good, because Lyon isn’t just possessed, every single one of his traits ended up becoming twisted, and hidden feelings were put on full display in the WORST ways possible, and at the end of the game, he becomes nothing but a souless puppet for Fomortis to use. The way he’s written is similar to how Sephiroth was written in Crisis Core, except more pittiful, which helps hammer in exactly what kind of man and villain Lyon is. Overall Lyon is a walking mess of a human being that ended up becoming a hollow shell of a man controlled by the Demon King.

Number 5. Berkut - Edelgard would HATE this guy. Berkut was the embodiment of pride, entitlement, and insecurity. He was Emperor Rudolf’s nephew, one of the most skilled combatants in Rigel at such a young age, and had a very cool and nice fiancé named Rinea. So what happened? He got his ass beat by a farmboy named Alm, who also happened to be Rudolf’s son, and after that an entire domino effect happened, which resulted in Berkut falling into despair. Then in his moment of despair, the God of Strength and Father of Rigel, Duma, whispered into his ear, and Rinea began trying to cheer up Berkut at the EXACT moment that he was going nuts, which resulted in the bastard sacrificing his fiancé for the sake of power. And after all of that he is finally killed by Alm. Well, at least he’s Dancing In Purgatory now. As much as I love how Rudolf was done in Shadows of Valentia, Berkut was its breakout character for a reason. His slow degradation from this arrogant prick with big shoes to fill and some semblance of a heart, to a deranged madman that only lusts for power was done pretty well.

Number 6. The Black Knight, Zelgius - The Black Knight, Zelgius, is just great and is truly deserving of his own archetype. Between his design, his warrior mentality, his boss music, his dynamic with Ike, his simple and effective backstory, his connection to both of main villains of the Tellius Games, and overall just the sheer amount of menace and the FEAR factor he brings to the table everytime he’s on the map. However I do like his characterization in Path of Radiance characterization more than his Radiant Dawn characterization, mostly because I REALLY like how Path of Radiance introduces him as both an near-invincible threat and a very personal villain for Ike to face. The Black Knight may be a simple villain clad in black armor, but he’s still one of the best villains this series has produced.

Number 7. Camus/Zeke - The Camus Archetype is a character archetype in Fire Emblem reserved for knights who are loyal to their country and master, despite being admirable men and cool guys. A bad member of this archetype would ignore all reason and remain loyal to their country and master, despite being aware their a piece of shit, but the best members actually do realize the situation they’re in and do whatever they can to stop their former master. However no matter how many members of this archetype come into existence, there is only one General Camus of Grust. Or Zeke, if you’ve played Shadows of Valentia.

Number 8. Rhea/Serios - She is a genocide survivor, she’s got PTSD, she has mommy issues, she’s the most characterized “evil dragon person,” and so on. Overall what Rhea is to the Medeus Archetype is what Edelgard is to the Rudolf Archetype.

Number 9. Nergal - This guy is the only member of the Gharnef archetype I respect, that isn’t Lyon. On the surface Nergal looks like this generic madman who feeds off of life energy and wants to release dragons, but when you replay the game on Hector’s route, you soon see that his madness was the byproduct of being corrupted by dark magic, which he was researching in an attempt to find a way to get free half-dragon kids, Ninian and Nils. Still, when he did get corrupted, he became one of the series’s biggest bastards of all time. Overall, Nergal is genuinely underrated as a villain and character.

Number 10. Zephiel - Zephiel had no grand plan to change humanity for the better, or a plan to conquer the world and make it a hellscape. He just wanted to wipe out humanity and lend the world to the dragons. So basically he was a nihilist, but in the FE6 manga and FE7, we see that he started out as a kind boy that grew into a man worthy of being a king, so what happened to him? Well his jealous father, who had sent assassin’s to kill him in the past, tried to poison him, and was unsuccessful in doing so. Jesus, talk about mixing irredeemability with tragedy. Also props to him for being a consistent threat, despite not appearing often in game, not to mention he’s got one of the best attack animations in the series. Doesn’t matter if you love or hate him, you gotta respect the King of Bern.

#edelgard von hresvelg #black knight #zelgius #Berkut #lyon #zephiel #camus #zeke #arvis #ashnard #rhea #serios #nergal #fire emblem #fire emblem heroes #feh #ranking

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dominikadecember · 1 year

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6x17

Let's jump right in!

That actress looks kind of like Vicky from TVD. I know this actor dude from somewhere.

Romantic or idiotic? Pick your battles!

NO CAPES!

HAI ATHENA!!!! She makes me smile whenever she saves the day. Right so this ep is going to be about engagements? I mean it fits with Madney

Lmao, decoy money saves the day!

Bobby was tots horny for his badass wife. BATHENA FOREVER!!!!!!!

Seriously where do I know this actor from?????

I think she is Vicky from TVD! Loooooooooooooooooooooooool I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She did have to say yes, that is true. This way she was less of a bitch.

HENREN mention. Eddie just tell the truth, no dates cus you dating Buck, it's cool.

Lol, Chim 'sign from Sauron', brilliant line

Awww I will never get over Maddie saying 'Love you' so easily <3

OMFG SHE FOUND THE RING SHE FOUND THE RING OMFG OMFFFFFFFFFFFGGGGGGGGGGG OMG OMG pls don't dreak pls pls pls

I love Chris so much <3

Ew so awks, EDDIE DIAZ GOLFS? The fuck? Lmao brilliant.

Maddie staring at that ring like it might explode <3 She's such a dork.

Oh no. This Natalia lady. She makes me reeeeeally uncomfortable. LUCY!!!!!!!!!!!!! I never thought I'd be so happy to see your face!!!!!!!! Ugh and she ruined it.

Is he maths going? Not surprising if it is but I don't know, I kind of hope it doesn't

Bobby doesn't forget any kids

Lmao, Eddie side-eyeing Buck when he talks about Lucy

Magic...yeah...that surely exists...

HORSIES!!!!!!!!!!

Why is this dress scene so funny? Awwwwww Lois is adorable.

Get her to her wedding! She can go to the hospital afterwards! Believe in love!

BOBBY!!!!!!! YOU'RE THE CUTEST ROMANTIC DAD EVER!!!!!!!!

Awwwwww this is such a fucking cute scene. I hope Lois and her boo will be very happy.

Buckley siblings! Idiots....both of them idiots :)

THE RING IS MEANT TO STAY ON MADDIE!!!!!!!

LMAO Buck shut up. Yup. Well done you dumb goof.

Hai Christopher!!!

Wooooooah. Christopher is so smart and talented and I love him and he needs to be protected forever. GRANDPA BOBBY TO THE RESCUE!!!! Also it is very canon that Bobby helps everyone with everything.

Bathena. Forever.

Eddie didn't? Was it Shannon that went for it? Interestingggggg...

Oh. Oh this is a sad one. 4th anniversary??? SHUT UP DO NOT FORESHADOW ANYTHING NO FUCK NO!!!!!! Angela Bassett has so much range it is a shock that she's not even more world famous.

'Love never dies'. Fuck me up.

Athena made sure the girl new of her rights but she also was also there for her. I love this character so fucking much.

I'm not going to cry. I'm not going to cry at all. Nope.

'Love will see you through.' FUCK I AM NOT CRYING YOU ARE CRYING FUCK FUCK FUCK

UGH. TAYLOR FUCKING KELLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IS this an episode of Buck's bad life choices because if so then I feel like this is a perfect summary.

Whut are you doing Chim? Poor girl Gina. This insurance worker really has her evening cut out for her. I'VE GOT AN OPINION CHIM!!!! YOU PROPOSE!!!!!

Oooooooh "I think people look for signs when they are afraid to make a choice." That's a great line.

"I don't regret the attempt." FUCK THIS EPISODE HAS GREAT LINES!!!!! Gina is dope as hell. I hope she features in fics.

Ooooooooh Hen and Maddie???? Interesting.

The two of them don't talk very often so this is an interesting dynamic to see.

Did you talk about your life partner Eddie Diaz and your son Christopher Diaz, Buck? Natalia makes me very uncomfortable. Yay! He got interrupted. Cameron has become my favourite person ever in this moment. Natalia is accurate in freaking out about all this. I appreciate that as a human response considering she gives me weird vibes. CAMERON IS BRILLIANT.

Lmao, Maddie just showing the ring like nbd is brilliant <3 MADNEY ARE ENGAGED AND GETTING MARRIED AND YAY!!!!!!!!!!!

awwww Madney, awww Henren, awww Bathena,

wait whut? Marisol? I thought you and your brother were hooking up. You gonna try to hook up with Eddie Diaz?

Buck your apartment is so blank.

Ugh NONONONONONONO BUCK DO NOT GET INVOLVED WITH CAMERON PLSSSS NO

Gina is very important for the Madney relationship. Also how fucking cute is Jee-Yun????

Well, that's all folks. I don't know what this show is doing with these characters but I shall be here for the finale as well :-) Have a great night!

#dom watches 911

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sunaswife · 3 years

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Summary: It’s been five years since you’ve seen your ex, Rin. He’s still not over you and you’re not over him. When he finds out you have children he thought he didn’t have a chance. Then he finds out they’re his? All of a sudden you’re teaching Suna how to be a single dad.

🔪: THIS CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN AN ATTEMPTED SUICIDE SCENE PLEASE BE ADVISED IF YOU CHOOSE TO NOT READ THEN SKIP THE ITALICS AND START READING AGAIN WITH THE REGULAR FONT

Warnings: Fluff, angst I guess, drama, and cuteness twin overload

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Chapter Ten

“Don’t worry I will save the princess and the queen!” Rini yelled with a paper towel sword. “Rawr!!!” Rin sat on his knees and flared his arms. “Oh no save us!” Akira yelled and you both stayed huddled on the couch. “I’m going to eat the princess and the queen.” Rin growled and attack Rini. Rini fell on his back and Rin began tickling his son.

Rini immediately began laughing and thrashing around under his dad and you were trying to tell them to be careful so Rini wouldn’t pee on himself. “See mom, boys are useless.” Akira muttered and stood up on the couch. Before you can scold her she hopped on Rin’s back and began pulling his hair. “Bad dragon don’t tickle the knight!” She huffed and began smack. “Oww, what the fuck—“ Rin hissed and gripped Akiras shoulders. He flipped her and made her land on her back (gently) and began tickling her as well.

Akira’s laugh filled the living room and Rini was trying to catch his breath. “Mom save us!” Akira yelled. “Jesus Christ.” You sighed and did exactly what Akira did. You wrapped your arms around his neck and your chest rubbed his back. He froze and Akira caught her breath. She lifted her legs and with her feet pushed him back and Rin lost his balance. You fell back and Rin landed right on top of you. “Ow..” you mumbled and rubbed your head. “I’m sorry.” Rin groaned and turned, his face rested right between your breasts. He slowly lifted himself and he looked at your chest. He looked up at your face and saw the embarrassment. “Holy shit I’m sorry!” He said and immediately pulled away.

“It’s okay. Sorry for landing on your back.” You muttered and he held out his hand, you grabbed it and he pulled you up. “Mommy and daddy sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G!” Your kids sang and you scowled. “Come on, time for bed.” You immediately said and they began to whine. “No cuz then daddy’s gonna leave.” Akira whined. “No arguing. It’s late and momma and I need to have a talk.” He said and carried them both.

He walked them to their room and began tucking them in. They kept protesting that they didn’t want him to leave but he said that he had to and it was final. He was going to come back and see them anyways.

A crying fest began and it took almost an hour for them to calm down and eventually they knocked out due to exhaustion. Finally you and Rin sighed and closed the door to their room. “I can’t believe you did that for five years already.” Rin said and rubbed his shoulder. “I need to see a chiropractor.” You muttered, “me too.” He replied. You made your way to the kitchen and took out a wine cooler, “want one?” You asked, he nodded and you tossed it and he caught it.

“I’m gonna need like four of these.” You said and Rin snorted. “You bet.” He sighed and you both got comfortable on the couch. “Where do i start?” Rin hummed. “Post breakup...?” You suggested and he nodded. “Once upon a time—“ he started and you nudged him with your foot. “I’m your ex not your kid.” You said and he chuckled.

“Alright. So it started when—“

“Sweetie please talk to us..” Rintarou’s mother knocked on her sons door. “I’m fine.” Rin spat out. “Just leave me alone.” He said as he held the pig plush in his arms. “Rintarou I’m worried. Please.” His mother begged. “What do you want me to say?!” He raised his voice causing his mother’s eyes to widened.

He’s never ever raised his voice at her. “The girl that I love left me. How am I supposed to feel?! I don’t have anyone anymore!” He cried. “Sweetie she’s your first love, of course it’ll hurt but—“ “She’s my only love! Don’t you get it! I don’t want to be with anyone but her. She was my rock, she was there when nobody else was. She supported me and inspired me to be better and now she’s gone.” He sobbed and squeeze the pig plush.

He saw the photo of you and him smiling by his bed and his chest tightened. “You fucking idiot!” He yelled at himself. He threw the plush and grabbed his wallet from his desk. He opened the door and his mom was standing there looking at her son in shock.

“Rintarou—you’re out. Are you hungr—“ “I’ll be back in a few days.” He told her. “Wait what? Why—Rintarou I know you’re heartbroken but you’ll find someone who will truly love you and appreciate—“ “Don’t you get it you old hag?! She loved me and appreciated me! But I ruined it! I ruined everything!” He neared his mom causing her to take a step back.

His eyes widened and he saw the fear in his own mother’s eyes. “Mom I—“

Slap

“I’m sick and tired of you being stupid! She’s gone. She doesn’t want you. Just move on. It won’t be easy but you’ll get over her eventually.” She told her son and he wiped his face with his sleeve. “I’m going to Miyagi and I’m going to find her.” He had decided, “With what money Rintarou? That’s a day long trip.” His mother asked.

He looked at her and she shook her head, “I’m not giving you money to see your little ex girlfriend just for you to come back even more depressed.” She told him and he rolled his eyes and slammed his bedroom door.

His mother sighed.

That night she got into a fight with her husband. “Rintarou is severely depressed and he’s having mood swings over some girl!” She hissed and his dad sighed. “My love, he’ll get over her eventually. He just needs his space—“ Rintarou’s parents were both interrupted by banging on their front door. They looked at eachother confused and his dad went to answer.

When he opened the door he was met with the gray haired twin. “Osamu hi..what brings you here—“ “Where is Rin?” He immediately asked and pushed through them. “What do you mean, he’s in his room.” Rin’s father said. “Excuse me.” Osamu quickly panted as he ran up the stairs. It was incredible disrespectful to barge in unannounced and without taking off your shoes but he wanted to make sure that his best friend was okay.

He found Rin’s door and tried the door knob. “Leave me alone!” Rin’s voice cracked as he tried to open the new pain meds his mother bought. “Rin listen to me, open the door. Please.” Osamu begged. “Osamu whats the meaning of this?” Rin’s father automatically asked. “Rin open the door.” Osamu repeated. Everyone else was muted from his mind his watery eyes and shaking hand made it hard for him to open the pill bottle.

He didn’t answer and Osamu’s heart stopped. He took a few steps back, then rammed his shoulder in the door. Rin flinched and turned to see his door slightly cracked. Osamu winced at the pain and he stepped back once more instead of his shoulder he lifted his leg to kick and he tried breaking it once more.

“Fuck Fuck Fuck.” Suna muttered as he kept his struggle. Finally the pill bottle cap unscrewed and his eyes widened. He held the pills in his palm and he put his head back to swallow. Even if he chokes trying to swallow the dry pills it doesn’t matter. He grabbed his water bottle, the one you put stickers all over and he drank as much as his throat could take.

It hurt swallowing down those pills, his throat burned and it felt like he was being cut from the inside. From the corner of his eye the door bursted open and came in Osamu with Suna’s poor weeping mother being held by her husband, his father. “Are you a fucking idiot?!” The gray haired twin screamed and immediately pulled Suna to his side. “Call 119 NOW!” Osamu yelled. “Leave me alone Samu—“ “Like hell I will! What would Y/N think if she find out you did this?!” He yelled. Tears filled his eyes and he could barley see his best friend. Rin stayed quiet and his gaze shifted passed Osamu’s shoulder.

“Y/N...what are you doing here?” Suna whispered and Osamu saw Suna’s eyes next to him. “What do you mean I’m stupid? I just feel so lonely... I said I was sorry. But you didn’t want to listen.” Suna began to cry once more and Osamu hugged him. “It’s gonna be okay. Please stay with me Rin.”

“Oh my god.” You cried, “I’m so sorry.” You apologized. “Hey hey it’s okay. I’m fine now.” Suna smiled softly and held you in his arms. “You could have been dead because of me.” You smacked his chest. Even in tears You looked so beautiful.

“In all honesty it was my fault to begin with. I shouldn’t have played with your heart. And when you left, it broke my heart. And I desperately wanted to get it back. I guess it showed how much I loved you.”

“How much I still love you.” He said softly.

“Rin you’re insane.” You wiped your eyes. “And what happened after?” You asked. “Well I had a dream about you and you seemed disappointed in the actions and state I was in. So I decided to try to be better than I was before. So that eventually you can take me back. I don’t know if you noticed but I’m a bit more social.” He joked and your heart swelled.

“In all honesty you were my motivation out of my depression. Sometimes I still get episodes and it sucks but I’ve been fine for a while now.” He admitted. “So you literally did a 180 just for..me?” You hiccuped. “Yeah. I love you. Always have and always will.” He looked into your eyes hopefully.

“Do you want to move in?” You asked and his eyes widened. “You want me to move in?” He asked. “Well how else are we gonna raise two kids? Our schedules are always changing. It makes sense to just live together.” You said and he nodded.

“Does that mean we can like share a room and cuddle like last night?”

“No.”

🔪: I know this was a lot but I wanted it to end a little positively

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deansmom · 3 years

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I don’t think anything about movies hurts me more than Andrew Garfield having the third Spider-Man movie and a part in the MCU ripped out from under him. He loved Peter so much, he had such big ideas and dreams for the franchise and I just 🥺 Andrew deserves to be in the MCU, god fucking damn it. Retcon everything, refilm Avengers (2012) but Peter stumbles onto the battle of New York on his way home and he helps the Avengers win. Loki tries to mind control him and Pete just laughs in his face and then breaks Loki’s nose. He doesn’t join them for shawarma, but Steve does show up to his school to explain why Peter was late for his final.

[clutches chest] PETER PARKER SWINGS ON DOWN TO DC TO HELP NATASHA AND STEVE WHEN THEY FIND OUT SHIELD IS MOSTLY HYDRA. R-RATED CAP2, BUT IT’S RATED R BECAUSE PETER CAN’T STOP CURSING. ALSO THE WINTER SOLDIER RUNNING INTO PETER PARKER WOULD BE VERY FUNNY BECAUSE IMAGINE HOW BUCKY LOOKED IN CAP3 WHEN PETE CAUGHT HIS HAND BUT ITS AG PETER AND HE CATCHES THE FIST AND IS LIKE “SORRY ABOUT THIS ASSHOLE, THATS A DOPE ASS ARM, BUT UH [snaps it off] FUCK NAZI’S” AND THAT MAKES THE MASK FALL OFF AND STEVE STILL DOES THE “😮 Bucky?” And the winter soldier does his “who the hell is Bucky?” And Pete’s like off to the side, incredulous and without the spidey suit just in his college kid street clothes, jerks his thumb at Bucky, “CAP YOU KNOW THIS FUCKING NAZI OR SOMETHING???”

PETER AND NICK FURY LMAO HE’D FOLLOW NICK AROUND MIMICKING HIM PERFECTLY EVEN THOUGH HE CANT SEE HIM AND IT WOULD INFURIATE HIM. He gets Maria to laugh four times in one briefing though by dropping wigs onto nick from the ceiling

Tiny baby pete showing up in iron man 3 to call Tony a fucking idiot and save him from himself and drive him to therapy and he shows Gwen Tony’s plan for taking the arc reactor out and in twenty minutes they’re like “lol yeah we can fix this in an afternoon, no problem grandpa.” And Tony wants to be livid but the science is sound and that damn Gwen Stacy is just so smart, and he’s really gonna trust a college student with this, isn’t he?

Tell me andrews Peter Parker wouldn’t have followed Natasha after civil war and shown up at her trailer and been like, “hey, there’s a bad guy following you, thought you should know. Ohhh, is that caviar? I’ll take that. Thanks nat! What are we watching?” And she’s just standing there as he steals her rare russian caviar right out of her hand because what the fuck, Peter. Also his commentary with Yelena would be great. They’d love each other and it would drive Natasha bonkers. “God you’re such a mom.” “Sorry Nat. It’s true.” “Ive killed people you know. Lots of people.” Peter, deadpan perfect imitation of Elle Woods, “what, like it’s hard?”

Sam HATES him, complains about the fucking millennial and his taste in music and it’s mostly jokes, but Peter starts calling him an old man and referring to him as dad in public both to confuse the general public and remind Sam that he is, in fact, old enough to have a kid in his mid 20’s when nobody bats an eye at it. A couple of nice old ladies in the subway even tell Pete he has his fathers eyes, and Sam can’t fucking breathe he’s so horrified that they think a 25 year old white boy hipster is his child, but Bucky and Steve are in tears laughing so hard

Peter tries to do the same thing to Steve and Bucky, pass them off as his dads, but to everyone’s horror neither one of them bats an eye at this and they start calling him son and sweetpea and champ in front of people and Steve pinches his cheeks at a parent’s night at his college and Bucky charms a couple baby pictures out of Aunt May and has Natasha photoshop him and Steve into them and shows them to people and Peter hates it. They have an open invite to any parent events though, but usually it’s only one of them who escorts Aunt May and plays the part of doting dad. Also, they would adore aunt May. Absolutely adore her and flirt shamelessly with her, to Peter’s abject horror, and May flirts back, “I’m old, not dead and blind, Peter.”

Oh, older angstier Peter and Bruce 🥺 Bruce comforting him after Gwen dies and Peter’s one of the only people who can talk the hulk down. The hulk even likes Peter. They spar sometimes when Pete’s in a Mood. Bruce GETS it, feeling like something you love so much stole even more from you and resenting it and resenting yourself sometimes and being angry at the world and yourself all the time and they just vibe so hard. Tony often comments that he’s jealous, because all Peter has to do is send Bruce a meme and he gets like a real honest to god full body laugh. He can make the fucking hulk laugh in the middle of a fight. Peter unironically gets Bruce a #1 dad mug for Father’s Day, and May helps him make a #1 Hulk Dad hat for the hulk for Father’s Day too. Because reasons.

Pete, Bucky, Thor, Steve and Natasha play drinking games that Peter teaches them but they play them with asgardian alcohol so they all get absolutely fucking hammered and Peter plants one on thor and Bucky and then drunkenly stumbles away grumbling about kissing grandpa ex-hydra assassins and whining that he stopped kissing Thor in the first place. None of them comment the next morning but at Christmas Peter can’t seem to go around a corner in the tower without running into Thor and some mistletoe. And then he meets Jane and wants to die because he’s a huge fan of her work but also he didn’t realize they were dating and “oh my god, I’ve been kissing the boyfriend of one of the greatest minds of our generation, I’m a terrible person” and Tony and Bruce are like “excuse me??!”

#marvel for ts //#guys I’m heartbroken we all deserve this MCU #I just love the idea of Peter commentating as he fights and he’s just very liberal with the word fuck #‘FUCK YOU ASSHOLE’ ‘aw fuck I meant to blow your arm off not just hurt you - here let me just -‘#your honor we were ROBBED #retcon the whole thing time to start over sorry tom #personal

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knockknockchicagopd · 3 years

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A SERIE WITH HANK VOIGHT. CHAPTER I.

❚❙ WORDS: about 1k.

❚❙ A/N: this writing hasn’t been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I’m sorry about that. If you find a description about body or a word out of place or something that makes you feel uncomfortable / unrepresented, let me know by a private message and I will change it delighted. — Reader is referred to as (Y/L/N), even if she's Wallace Boden's daughter. This will be explained in the next chapter.

❚❙ GIF credits: to my wonderful @sonsofeorl.

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In your opinion, the worst fires are the ones provoked by a war between gangs. Normally, your squad attends the emergency call and it's only a house or a flat burning. But when it comes to a dogfight, you know you will find collateral damage. The last time, you saw a six years old kid dying for a fistful of dollars. Tonight, it has been in an industrial zone. A whole building, luckily, abandoned; but even so, you have had to walk in to tour the first floors to make sure there weren't any tramps. The heat was unbearable and the smell of gasoline pierced your mask, filling up your lungs turned your stomach feeling a strong desire of throwing up.

Once outside, with bystanders crowding because of the curiosity and morbidity behind the police perimeter, you take off part of your equipment sitting on the ground as Severide helps you with your jacket. Brett offers you a bottle of water to refresh your skin, splashing it all over your head and face, drinking the last sip. You can't help but hear some laughs at your right. The Gang Unit is there, apparently, enjoying your show. Automatically, your eyes travel to the man leading them. You haven't seen him before, but he has that kind of look that you would like to erase with a punch.

The cockiness in his smile makes you frown, laying his dark orbs over yours, not paying attention to what his men are saying about you. Until one of them utters a “the princess is tired, bring her the carriage”. Not saying a word, you stand up on your boots, pulling down the red stripes of your uniform as you walk towards them, watching how the grin of their boss grows on his lips.

“I'd not be tired if you'd do your work putting those sons of a bitch out of the streets. But you're too busy snorting their dope, aren't you?”

Crossing your arms over your chest, you can't help but raise your chin with a proud gesture, earning some laughs from the crowd. The cop is about to reply when the inspector places a hand on his chest. He doesn't pretend, looking at you from top to bottom, keeping his hands in the pocket of his leather jacket with an eyebrow arched. Of course, he's having so much fun in this situation.

"(Y/L/N)” The rough voice of Boden causes you to take two steps back.

“Go, princess, you have another hose to play with”. The cop says this time, not caring about the silent command of his boss to not continue.

“(Y/L/N)!”. Your chief is starting to lose his calm, hearing his strong feet coming closer.

“Yeah, I have no time to try to find yours”. Spitting these words with all the arrogance possible, you turn around to face the hardened gesture of Boden.

“What did you say, bitch?”

Ignoring completely what your boss has to opine, seeing sideways the man taking furious and dangerous strides towards your position, you don't give him any chance to touch you. Everything happens faster than you can assimilate, turning around again and crashing your fist on his nose. The hit causes him to trip over his own feet, falling to the ground. The fire brigade breaks into laughs in unison with the people around you, as the cop stirs with both hands covering his bleeding face uttering howls of pain.

“You should show him how to respect a woman”. You hiss shaking your hand trying to alleviate the brief sorrow, placing your eyes on the inspector who seems very satisfied and not worried for his man.

“Show's over”. The grunt behind you provokes you shivers, feeling a hand grabbing your shirt to make you step back. “Casey! Get her out of my sight!”

“Chi—Chief, I am so—”.

“Don't say a single word, (Y/L/N). We will talk later. Come back to the firehouse and wait for me there”.

You've been locked inside Boden's office since you arrived, walking the short distance between a wall and the other once and again like a lion in a circus waiting for his moment. You have screwed up your career, you know it. Nothing can't save you. Tomorrow morning you will confront the senior officials and, probably, the Commissioner too. Luckily, they will not disqualify you. Maybe we had some mercy because of your merit and honors on duty and only expulses you for a week or two.

When the door opens, you stop dead on your track noticing the fuming gesture on Boden's face. He hasn't even changed his uniform, slamming the door before sitting on his chair. You haven't seen him this furious before, feeling your legs trembling as you have a seat in front of him, bowing your head down, and placing your sweaty hands over your lap.

“What the hell were you thinking?”

“Dad, I am sor—”.

“I'm not your father under this rooftop, kid. I'm your chief and you're another firefighter”. The interruption causes you to slightly jump over your chair, gulping and nodding in silence. “Again. What the hell were you thinking? Hit a cop? Really, (Y/L/N)?”

“He was sa—”.

“I don't care what he said! They think they run Chicago. Firefighters don't get involved and you should know it!” Boden snorts, rubbing his face with both hands, resting his arm then on the desk to lean forward. “Talk with Mouch, write up a report of what happened and give it to him. We have to deliver it first, so your version will prevail over his. And prepare yourself, you just dug up the war ax”.

#lemme know what you think in a comment! ⚡#chicago pd #chicago pd imagine #chicago pd x reader #one chicago #hank voight #hank voight imagine #hank voight x reader

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sunflowerspecter · 4 years

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any moment, any time (a.h.)

summary: being in love is hard, in your line of work. you only hope you can tell him all of your feelings before it’s too late. unrelated, his brother is your best friend.

warnings: yep, this part is angsty too... but there’s so much more fluff, i promise.

pairing: aaron hotchner x reader (gender neutral)

words: 2408

part: 2/2 part one

note: i forgot last part that if i italicize something on my doc, it won’t transfer onto tumblr. however, now that there are no italics last part, why start now? i’m sorry

Everyone took shifts waiting, while the others went back to the hotel and rested and recharged. You almost didn’t, because you wanted to be there for Aaron for every last moment, but Emily practically forced you to (you only ended up being gone for an hour, and then you fell asleep in the chair beside his bed). It was your third day of sitting and waiting. Except for the daily hour in which the team forcibly removed you and made you eat and rest, you sat beside him for three days. You did paperwork on your knees as you sat there, waiting for him. You tried playing a game on your phone after the paperwork had finished, to not seem quite as bothered as you were, but in the end, it was three days of sitting, holding his hand, and waiting for him to wake up.

On the rare occasion you were alone with him, you whispered things to him.

“Wake up,” you said. “Please, wake up. I’ll fight for you, I will, until the day I die, I swear. I’ll never turn away. Just wake up.”

“I love you, and I didn’t tell you, and I’m so sorry.”

“I’ll hold you every single night, all you have to do is get better.”

It didn’t ease your soul to say such things, but you hoped it eased his.

Other times, you would sit alone with JJ. She also didn’t want to leave Hotch’s side, but not in the same way you did.

“You know, he’s going to wake up,” JJ said. She was sitting across the room, by the window, one knee pulled to her chest.

“I know that,” you said.

“You’re staring at him like you’re trying to force life into him with your mind.”

You shook your head as Rossi walked in the room, handing a coffee to both you and JJ.

“No movement?” he said, sitting by the door.

“Nope,” JJ said. Your phone rang, then— it was Sean.

You stepped out of the room, just far enough that your conversation couldn’t be heard, but close enough that you could watch Aaron through the door.

“Hey,” you said.

“Hi,” Sean said, “How is he?”

“No change. How’s Jack?”

“He misses his dad.” There was a shuffle on the other side of the phone. “He wants to talk to you, is that alright?”

Tears brimmed your eyes (how were you supposed to talk to your comatose boss’s son?) and you turned away from the room, but you said, “Yeah, of course,” nonetheless.

“Ms. Y/n?” the boy's voice said, shaking.

“Hey, Jack, how are you doing?”

“I am worried about my dad,” he said quietly, and your heart wanted to burst.

“He’s going to be okay, I promise. He’s resting, right now, but he’s going to get better.”

‘Hey, if there’s anyone up there listening, please ensure that I did not just lie to a child.’

“I trust you,” the quivering voice said, and you broke. Hot, heavy tears down your cheeks, as silently as possible because you cannot let Jack know that you’re upset.

“Hey, bud, it’s kinda late, right? I think your dad would want you to get some rest, yeah?”

The boy yawned loudly. “‘Kay.”

Sean was back on the phone, then. “Can you keep the promises you made him?”

“I don’t know, Sean,” you muttered. “How are you holding up? He is your brother.”

“I mean,” he hesitated. “I don’t want to lose him. What about you? JJ told me you were a mess on the ride to the hospital.”

“You were talking to JJ—no, wait, of course you were.”

“Well, plus, I mean, you’re in love with him, so I figured.”

“I’m what?” you said, too loudly. A few nurses looked over at you, and you could feel JJ’s eyes on the back of your head.

Sean laughed. “Come on, you’re my best friend, Y/n, I know when you’re in love.”

“Wait, so you aren’t upset?”

“Why would I be upset?”

You sighed. Of course he wasn’t upset, you felt silly for even thinking he would be. “I’m in love with my best friend’s brother. That’s like, a high school trope, isn’t it?”

Another laugh (at least you were getting laughs out of him. That had to count for something). “I suppose, but I’ve always marched to the beat of my own drum, haven’t I?”

“That you have, Sean Hotchner.”

“I gotta go put my nephew in bed, but you should call me later, okay? Love you, bye!”

You smiled as the phone clicked off. Leave it to Sean to make you feel better in the middle of a very serious situation.

Speaking of which, there was a commotion of noise behind you (a heart rate monitor was beeping rapidly). You turned and Aaron was awake, looking rather discombobulated.

(“Is the team okay? Is Y/n okay? Here? Where?”)

“Hey,” you said, walking in the door. He looked at you and his eyes softened, and JJ and Rossi froze.

“See, I told you Y/n was right outside,” JJ said to him, patting his shoulder lightly. To you, she said, “I’m going to go get the nurse.”

You and Rossi sat on opposite sides of Aaron as he gathered himself.

“Everything hurts,” he mumbled, and it made your heart ache, so you grabbed his hand in yours and pressed a kiss to his knuckles.

“I’m so sorry, love,” you said. “I’m so sorry.”

“Is anyone else hurt?” he asked, looking between you and Rossi.

“No, Aaron,” Rossi said. “We got the guy.”

Aaron nodded, and JJ walked in with the nurse. “Let’s give the nurse some space, help me call the team?” JJ said, and you and Rossi nodded, standing. Aaron didn’t let go of your hand.

“Stay?” he murmured, and you shook your head, kissing his forehead.

In his ear, you whispered, “Tell me in the morning if you mean it.”

And as you pulled away, he gave you puppy-eyes (he was very obviously very drugged up) and you blew him a kiss.

JJ elbowed you as you stood in the waiting room. “So, you and the boss-man?”

“You sound like Morgan,” you said.

“I agree with JJ,” Rossi said, and you groaned.

“Okay, but that’s how you’re supposed to act when people were just shot and are now really drugged up. Sensitive.”

“Does sensitive include kissing him and calling him love?” JJ asked, smirking.

Maintaining eye contact with her the entire time, you picked up your phone and dialed Reid. “Hotch is awake,” you said.

“We’re still talking about this, later,” JJ said.

~~~oOo~~~

He wanted to hold your hand.

He was helpless in the eyes of the team, all surrounding him, but you could tell he wanted to hold your hand again. His palm was open toward the ceiling, right in front of where you sat.

And, hell, you would have held his hand, if not for JJ, staring daggers (well, more appropriately, cupid’s arrows, because Garcia was fueling JJ’s matchmaking tendencies) into your soul.

“When do we get out of here?” Aaron asked, clearly already restless after having been awake for less than an hour.

“When the doctor says it’s okay,” Rossi said. “We’ll probably end up driving you back.”

You could see the look of horror on Hotch’s face. “That’s like… a lot of time.”

“About 28 hours, to be exact,” Reid said, and no one on the team said anything, they just smiled.

“Well, sorry Hotch, but you’re on your own for that one,” Emily said, and you giggled, elbowing her knee.

“I’ll drive with you,” you said, and he smiled dopely at you. JJ checked her watch.

“It’s late, we should let Hotch rest,” she said. “He needs to get better so that hopefully he can fly back.”

The team slowly said goodnight and filed out, save for you.

“There goes me being in the field for a while,” he joked. You laughed halfheartedly, then sighed.

“I thought I lost you,” you mumbled. “I was so worried, Hotch.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, looking down at his hands, folded in his lap.

“It isn’t your fault, not at all, love.” You dropped your elbows onto your knees and then your head into your hands. “Sean’s taking care of Jack, by the way. I’ve been calling with him. Jack misses you.”

He glanced up at you, then said, “Is it too late to tell you I love you?”

“Hmm,” you mused, grinning (and trying to ignore the blush crawling up your neck). “No, I think it’s okay if you tell me now.”

“Well,” he said, and you could see him almost shying out of it, “I… I love you.”

“Good,” you said, “because I love you, too.”

He smiled at you, a big goofy grin, and you stood halfway, kissing his cheek, and then pecking his lips.

“Go to sleep, and we’ll talk in the morning.” You made to leave the room, but he stopped you.

“Please stay?” he asked. “Just until I fall asleep?”

You nodded, sitting back in your chair. “But only because I love you.”

He grinned and closed his eyes as you ran a hand through his hair. “That feels nice,” he said.

“You know what else would feel nice? Sleeping.” He laughed, and you pressed your finger against his lips. “Go to sleep, my love.”

“Do you promise to come back?” he said, opening his eyes. You practically melted under his gaze.

“I promise.”

You didn’t have to pray to know you would keep that promise.

~~~oOo~~~

“Remind me again why we do this when we could spend the evening by ourselves,” he whispered, pressing soft and sweet kisses against your neck from behind you, his hands on your hips as you set the table.

“Because neither of us can cook and Rossi offered?” you said, turning around in his arms, kissing him quickly. He smiled lazily down at you, hair in his face. “And also because we promised to let them see you everyone once in a while while you’re on leave? We’ve done this every other week for the past six months, Hotchner.”

“You know, we probably have time before anyone gets here,” he said, right as the doorbell rang. “Damn,” he muttered, and you stepped away from him, giggling.

“Hey Spence, hey Emily!” you said, ushering the pair inside. “Emily, it’s unlike you to be so punctual. I expect this behavior from Spencer, but—”

“Spencer offered to give me a lift,” Emily said, shaking her head. You were going to shut the door, but a car pulled up and you recognized JJ’s car. She and Will stepped out, Henry in her arms. She set the boy down and he ran to you, and you bent down to hug him.

“Jack’s in his room, you know where it is,” you whispered to him, and he ran off.

Soon, your kitchen was full, Garcia and Morgan having a heated debate with Reid about… something, you weren’t exactly sure, JJ and Emily bothering Rossi while he cooked, and Will and Aaron discussing… crime, probably. Or children.

You smiled, throwing an arm over Garcia’s shoulders. “I’m just saying that it would probably be cheaper for us to fly commercial,” Reid said.

“Yeah, that’s not a conversation I want to have,” you giggled, and Garcia poked your side.

“So, I know you said we’re not allowed to ask in the office, but how’s Hotch?” Morgan asked.

You shook your head. “You ask about Hotch all the time; he’s doing fine. Getting stronger.”

“He means,” Garcia sighed, “how are you and Hotch.”

“We’re good,” you said sighing, realizing you would have to tell her sooner or later anyway. “We’re really good.”

The group of you moved to sit at the table, and Aaron sat beside you as everyone settled into chairs, squeezing your shoulder. JJ came in with the kids, who sat next to each other at the far end of the table.

“So, Hotch, when are you coming back?” Emily asked the inevitable question.

He shrugged. “Soon, I hope. I’m becoming domestic.” The table giggled, and you shared a look with Reid.

“We miss you,” he said, and Aaron smiled.

“I miss all of you, too, but we’re here now, so,” he said, and the conversation took three million different turns, then.

After dinner, the group moved to the living room, where you all were set to watch a kids movie (about so-and-so who wanted to do something or other and then met so-and-so who inspired them, according to Rossi). Jack sat on your lap and you leaned into Aaron’s side, and across from you, Will, JJ, and Henry practically mirrored you. Morgan and Prentiss were sitting practically on top of each other, and Garcia and Rossi were being respectable and sitting normally, and Reid was sitting between you and JJ, holding the hands of Jack and Henry.

Family.

The doorbell rang, and Aaron looked at you, raising an eyebrow (who could that be?). You grinned and put Jack in his arms, running to the door.

“Sean!” you said, throwing yourself into his arms. “God, it’s so good to see you.”

He laughed, hugging you back. “Good to see you too, stranger.” You pulled him through the door and into the living room.

“Sean Hotchner, everyone, everyone, Sean Hotchner!” you said loudly, glancing over to see Aaron.

Jack ran to his uncle, getting a hug, and Sean looked at you.

“You didn’t tell him,” Sean said through his teeth in your ear.

“It was a surprise,” you said in a smile.

But then Aaron smiled and embraced his brother (being exclusively domestic for so long had made him go a little soft, having not had to go into work-mode in so long, and you absolutely adored him like this). “Good to see you, Sean,” he said.

“You too, Aaron,” he said. Then Sean turned to you, and said, “I feel like this speech goes for both of you, now, as my brother and my best friend, but if you hurt each other, I’m going to hurt both of you.”

You threw your head back and laughed and Aaron pulled you into his arms, grinning at his brother. “Not a chance.” He kissed your temple, and Sean made a face, going to introduce himself to Garcia and Morgan. “Thank you,” Aaron whispered in your ear.

“Forever and always, love,” you said.

“Good, love.”

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randomly-a-fan · 3 years

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How Can “IT” Love a Human? Finale

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

Pt. 3

At the private airport, Scarlet got out of the taxi and walked into the waiting room for her private jet plane to land. Scarlet took out her family photo from when Kandy was being held by her big brother. Scarlet never have forgotten when Pennywise shouted ‘Fat Chubbies’. When she made a chuckle, she started to cough worse than before. “Ma’am, are you feeling alright?” asked the attendant. Scarlet nodded as she’s saying that she’s fine. “I’ll be fine... What time is it?” Scarlet asked. “It is... 9:49 pm,” the attendant answered.

***

Meanwhile, Cassandra was driving Pennywise and the kids to the airport after giving her some threaten-like persuasion. “If what you’re telling me is true, I really hope we make it...” Cassandra said to Pennywise as she was concentrating on the road. Just then, the train came by and had no choice but to stop. “What the hell are you doing?” Pennywise asked. “There’s a train you dope! I can’t past a train.” Cassandra scolded.

It was 9:55, and he knew that by the time the train leaves, they won’t make it in time. “Give me the wheel, I can get us to the airport.” Pennywise offered. “No freakin’ way... I don’t trust you.” Cassandra argued. “If you care so much about your cousin, you’d obey my request and give me the freakin’ WHEEL.” Pennywise said with red in his eyes. Cassandra had no choice but to let Pennywise drive. “Hang on kids, daddy’s driving...” Pennywise adjusted the mirrors and put on his nighttime shades and floored the speed pedal and drove off the road to beat the train. Cassandra was freaking out as she was regretting for letting Pennywise drive. Archie too was petrified, except for Kandy who was sleeping the whole time.

Pennywise drove neck to neck with the train and spotted the perfect spot to use as a ramp, but he had to drive past the train, so he adjusted the nozzle and hit the speed that was impossible for a corvette to handle but succeeded. As Cassandra and Archie screamed in fear with Kandy screaming with excitement after waking up from a commotion, Pennywise speeded up and made the leap before the train could crush them all. Pennywise looked back to see if his kids are alright. “You kids okay? When this whole nightmare is over, I’ll take you kids to McDonalds for a Kids Meal.” Pennywise said while patting Archie’s leg. Then he turned to Cassandra. “You want a Big Mac later, cuz-in-law?” Pennywise chuckled. Cassandra stared angrily at Pennywise as she was fixing her hair and adjusting her glasses.

***

When they finally made it to the private airport, Pennywise noticed a private jet was about to fly, so he leaped out of the car and ran after it, thinking that it was Scarlet’s plane flying away.

“NOOO... STAR...” Pennywise shouted as the private jet flew away. Pennywise collapsed to the ground in grief.

Cassandra and the kids rushed over towards Pennywise as the kids wanted to comfort him. Cassandra noticed another private jet landed, so she checked the time on her watch. “Pennywise, that was the wrong plane; that was a 9:55 pm plane. Scarlet’s plane just landed.” Cassandra told Pennywise with excitement. Pennywise looked over and saw Scarlet walking over to the pilot.

Albert the pilot escorted Scarlet onto the plane, until she stopped, she couldn’t feel her pulses and is starting to lose clear vision. “Ms. Jones are you alright?” Scarlet then started to weaken and began to lose her balance. “STAR...” Pennywise rushed over to Aquarius at an impossible speed to catch her before she hits her head hard to the ground. Scarlet couldn’t see very well, but she can recognize the white face. “...Penny... What are you doing here?” Scarlet asked weakly.

“What do you think? I have Cassandra drive me and the kids to the airport to fetch you--”

“You never loved me though--”

“Just shut up and listen!!!” Pennywise said in a stern tone. Scarlet decided to stop talking so she can let Pennywise speak. “To you you’re Scarlet... To me, you’re still Aquarius the Singing Clown, and you don’t have to be a clown to receive my affection... I know I said I can’t ever love you as a human, but that’s only because I don’t want to hurt you...” Scarlet started to cough hard before Pennywise could finish. “I still love you Penny... Both you and the kids... But I don’t think I can make it...” Scarlet said. “Yes you can; the only thing that can keep you alive is being with your family, and me and the kids are here for you... I love you Star.” Pennywise said as he saw Scarlet smiling weakly with tears in her eyes.

Pennywise gently kissed her by the lips for a long while. He thought that Aquarius will be alright after that... apparently... Star gave up her last breath after the kiss ended. “Star... STAR?” Pennywise said in shock. Cassandra crouched down to feel her pulse on her arm. “She’s... she’s gone...” Cassandra said as she teared up. Pennywise’s eyes were wide open after hearing the fact that Aquarius actually died. Pennywise screamed to the heavens and hell with a mix of ferocious animal noises. Pennywise held Aquarius against his chest while crying with his face pasted to her head. “Star... I’m so sorry... I’m so very sorry...” Pennywise whispered. normally his tears would float up, but this time, his tears dripped down onto her cheek.

After a while, Pennywise walked away with grief with Cassandra following him, leaving Archie and Kandy behind. Archie cling towards his mom while Kandy crawls out of her big brother’s backpack and crawled towards her mommy. “Momma...” Kandy said, as it was her very first word. With Kandy’s word being heard by Archie, they also heard another voice. “Did... Did Kandy just said her first word...” “MOMMY,” Kandy squealed with excitement. Not only did Scarlet came back to life, but she regained her clown form. Archie also cling to his mom with happy tears, as she was hugging both her kids with happy tears.

Aquarius noticed Pennywise standing back facing her while Cassandra tries to comfort him, as both of them were unaware of Aquarius being revived. She walked over to her husband and laid a hand on her husband’s shoulder. “Penny...” Pennywise turned quickly and saw the part-human and part demon clown girl he loved. Pennywise immediately grabbed hold of her and lifted her up in the air before kissing her hard. “I thought I lost you... How is that possible?” Pennywise asked while tearing up. “I don’t know... I was blackened out, until I’ve heard Kandy’s first word.” Aquarius answered. Pennywise turned towards his daughter and walked over and picked her up. “Didja just said your first word, Kandy?” Pennywise asked in a cute cooing sort of way. “Momma...” Kandy said as she extended her arms towards her mommy. Aquarius took her daughter into her arms and kissed her by the head while Archie was being picked up by his dad. “Dad, I think Kandy has discovered her secret power; the power of reviving...” Archie said. Pennywise chuckled before he hugged his son. “Kandy is still a baby, son; I think your mom coming back to life was a lucky coincidence.” Pennywise said to his son.

When Archie looked over at his baby sister, he could have sworn that he just saw Kandy smile with little fangs and made a wink at him. Archie realized that Kandy is a lot smarter than he thinks; however, no one is going to believe him, so he decided to leave it at that... Until next time perhaps.

***

The next morning, Aquarius was sleeping peacefully until she smelled something good. Pennywise came in, wearing his comical black waitress costume. “Penny, what the hell are you wearing!” Aquarius laughed. “I thought I just try on a new look. So I thought I make you Bacon and Legs-- uh I mean-- Bacon and Eggs...” Pennywise chuckled awkwardly. Aquarius laughed at Pennywise’s performance and his word error; known to the fact that she usually cooks Pennywise some bacon and legs, which explains his word error. Pennywise’s eggs and bacon are a little imperfection, with the bacon kind of burnt and the eggs had a broken yoke... Just the way she likes them. “What made you want to do this for me?” Aquarius asked while eating her breakfast. Pennywise sat next to his wife while lying down in a sexy pose; exposing his garter. “You’ve been through a lot; ever since we’ve started a family, you do most of the house work... Since the other day when you were human because of The Dream Demon, I have to raise the kids myself... It was hard, and I really missed you. So you deserve some time off...” Pennywise got on top of Aquarius with his legs spread apart and gently removed her plate. “I took the liberty to send the kids to the Voorhees place for the day... so you and I can have the time for ourselves... You deserve some nice pampering... What do you say... Scarlet?” Pennywise asked with a wink.

Aquarius smiled in fondness since she knew that he was doing this because he was feeling guilty for the way he acted. It made her feel so loved. So she placed her hands on his cheeks. “From all the trouble you’ve been putting yourself into just for me, made me realize that I’ve been more loved than ever before... I’m glad that I became your mate...” Aquarius said before they kissed. Pennywise broke the kiss to ask Aquarius a question. “Can I remove this outfit now? it’s making me feel itchy and my garter is starting to block the bloodstream.” Pennywise asked with a little whine. Aquarius laughed as she agreed; since he had to remove it anyway for... Well, you get the drift.

[In Hell]

While the Satin Clown was distracted, Freddy was getting close into breaking free from the chains, even if he had to cut off his own hand to do so; after all, he is a The Nightmare Demon and his limbs will grow back. So Freddy Krueger escaped the carnie hell and back to his lair.

So at night, you can almost hear his maniacal laughter.

The End?

#IT #IT Chapter 2 #Fandom #Fan Fiction #Aquarius #Aquarius the Singing Clown #Archie #Kandy #A Nightmare on Elm Street #Freddy Krueger

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nachos-and-movies · 3 years

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You guys like Dune (2021)?

To put it mildly: I don’t get it.

I never read the books, I didn’t know anything going in. All I know is that our tiny country’s national news talked about the movie and what a blockbuster it’s gonna be, so I figured “hell, it’s been literal years since I went to the movie theatre, might as well go for a movie that seems to have some effort put into it.”

And… uuuh. I mean, it has effort.

It looks great, the visuals are great, the sound design is great, the CGI is fantastic, it takes effort to make yellow and sand look interesting. So massive props for that, the people who worked on the audio and the visuals did an amazing job!

Aaaaand that’s about all I liked. And I tried to like the movie, I WANTED to like the movie! I think all the actors are really good but they just rarely had anything to work with and that’s one of the most frustrating things in movies ever.

Yeah, no, I’ll just say it, I thought Dune (2021) was boring as fuck.

And yes, I am fully aware that that was the point.

Well, okay, no, the point of the movie was a slowburn epic where the small moments were supposed to tell the big story and the athmosphere of a scene is what was supposed to carry the movie. I could tell that’s what they wanted to do. So why didn’t it work for me?

I like slowburn well enough, I especially like movies that take their time telling you what’s going on but here’s the thing: that’s mostly for movies where I already know the world. Either movies set in our contemporary world or in sequels, movies where most of act one doesn’t need to be spent on heavy world building. I ended up comparing Dune a lot to Lord of The Rings as I was watching because in essence, they’re very similar: both epic stories, both meant for more parts, both need heavy worldbuilding. So if I end up saying a lot of “in lotr they did it like this”, that’s why.

The worldbuilding was one of my major problems with the movie. A lot is told, a lot more should’ve just been shown. There’s a buuuunch of worldbuilding I straight up missed because a character was talking about it to another, using words I’ve never heard before and didnt have the chance yet to learn about. So, cool, this movie already wants me to watch it again later, fuckin hell. All I really remember from context is that the protagonist is the son of important dude, important dude is sent to another planet to… collonise it? It’s already been collonised, so to rule over it? It’s not THAT clear, I assumed they kept it vague for later when we can have a huge holy shit moment when the planet is revealed and- ugh I’m so bored. Oh shit, there’s magic too? And the protagonist is the chosen one? My dad was right, this IS star wars.

I was curious to see more of the magic stuff. The woman holds a poisoned needle to the protagonist’s neck so if he can’t handle his magic brain powers, he’ll die because if he can’t, he’d be too dangerous to keep alive. That’s dope! Can we know more about that? Ah, no, gotta talk governing and protocal- isn’t this why people disliked Game of Thrones?

Well anyway, about… half an hour into the movie, we FINALLY get to the dune planet and, oh, great, more government talk, how riveting.

Remember in Lord of the Rings where we learned the Shire through an old man talking about the home he loves with uplifting music and cozy visuals? And then how we learned to live in the Shire through music and dance and nosy neighbours? Remember how we learned there was more of the world through the eyes of curious hobbits who’d only ever heard stories of the world beyond? Remember how they were constantly in motion and experiencing different things? Yeah, I miss that sometimes.

So yeah, you see where my grievances lie, right? I literally timed it the second something interesting happened. The scene where the dust collector thing gets stuck and the sand worm was going to nom it, that was cool and interesting! Happened an hour into the movie though! I checked my phone and everything. Checked to see how long the movie was and then mumbled to my dad “we’re in trouble”. Had my theatre done an intermission, I would’ve walked out and drink a cola at the bar. There was a scene where Jason Mamoa avoids the firey destruction of a city with a space jet and I was SCROLLING THROUGH TUMBLR. JASON MAMOA ESCAPING WITH A SPACE JET SHOULD NOT BE BORING AND YET SOMEHOW, IT WAS.

It’s also like- the characters are boring. The main character is a thin white guy who’s good at what he does but not good enough that he still has room to learn, even though he’s obviously the best. He’s good with people, nice, social, frowns enough that he looks good on posters. If he has flaws, it’s that he’s very obviously gonna be a destructive messiah. Found that lil spoiler on the internet and was like “yeah…” But also, why else would he get stabbed by his obvious romantic interest. The mom isn’t really interesting, the dad is cool in that he isn’t a deadbeat or mean to his kid so obviously he was gonna die. The character with the most potential was told he died in a (obviously prophetic) dream so there’s no use getting invested in him since he’s gonna die too aaaaany second now. YOU SEE MY PROBLEM HERE??

Remember in Lord of the Rings where by the time Frodo left the Shire, you knew both the strengths and flaws of 5 of the main characters of the rest of the trilogy? That when you get a line from the script, you immediately knew “that’s such a Pippin line” or “that’s a thing Sam would say”? And all of them had already shown at least 4 different emotions?

My biggest, most glaring problem - and this was apparently in the book too - is that the movie ends where act 2 should’ve started. This wasn’t meant as a well-rounded finished movie and that’s all well and good, and it’s a choice they made, but I really didn’t like it. And I’m genuinely surprised not more people disliked it. So this movie was all build up, build up, build up, with no pay-off. We had to wait almst 3 hours of movie to even know where the plot was going and now I have to wait probably a year and ANOTHER 3 hours to get to the 3rd act of this story? Really?? Look, I’m always gonna be one of those film nerds that wants directors to stick to the rules unless it works to not follow the rules. And I applaud this director for drawing outside the lines in a blockbuster Hollywood movie, congrats, I will never know how you got the producers to say yes to that. But to me, it did not work. I had to sit through 3 hours of boring characters doing maybe 2 things of significance each, with no character development and barely any emotions, with nothing but sand and stone for visuals, and I don’t even get a PAY-OFF??

REMEMBER IN LORD OF THE RINGS, where, granted, the first movie was also 3 hours but in that 3 hours, we established 9 major characters, a fuckton of important side characters, established the villains, their motive, why the main characters are their enemy. They survived at least 5 different attacks, all with a purpose in the story, they discovered new worlds and learned something significant about them. They met new people and became their friends, created strong memorable relationships with them. They lost friends and we felt that loss like a knife through our heart. Every second something new was talked about, we ate it up and remembered it, felt like we were living it. Every time the characters experienced something, we were on the edge of our seat, waiting for what could possibly happen next. It ended on one of the most iconic endings to a movie EVER. It closed a chapter cleanly. It had a 3 act structure! It started introducing the plot and the characters, it had shit happen, and it ended having resolved what happened, ready to start whatever happens next.

In Dune, I didn’t learn shit about the characters that made me like them, I didn’t learn shit about the world that made me want to experience it, I was curious about what would happen exactly ONCE, and it ended having resolved nothing that happened before. It ended where act 2 should’ve started. And THAT makes me pissed. Not because it doesn’t follow the rules, not because it’s doing something only bad films do, but because that rule is there for a reason and the movie did not solve that reason despite breaking the rule. I left the theatre extremely unsatisfied, because all the interesting shit the ending promised me, should’ve happened in THIS movie. All the interesting world building of the Dune people, the main character learning about his chosen one-ness, the mother character having to deal with that, both of them dealing with the death of the father, dealing with the bad guys, building a bond with the probably romantic interest, IS ALL STUFF I HAVE TO WAIT FOR??

FUCK. THAT.

AND FUCK. THIS. MOVIE.

I’M GONNA GO WATCH LORD OF THE RINGS AGAIN.

#Dune (2021)#dune #film review #review #angry film review #Negative film review #Mild spoilers #long post

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vinatintasupernovita · 3 years

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I felt like making relationship charts for my Descendants ocs and Persephone is first!

Auradon:

- Ben: Best friends! They’ve known eachother since they were little kids and have been inseparable since- but they’re polar opposites. Ben is a good boy, and Persephone is always in trouble. Ben was her first friend in Auradon and helped encourage her to start acting more mature.

- Audrey: Childhood Frenemies. Audrey would tag along with her and Ben to try to get close to Ben and Persephone has to admit she has some respect for her. Post-D3 theyre more friends than frenemies. They used to go to eachother’s birthday parties

- Jane: Would Kill For Her. Jane reminds her of her brother Hadie’s friend Claudine Frollo and how timid she is and it activates a “protect” instinct in her.

- Chad: If she could get away with murdering him she would. Persephone fuckin hates him, always have. He tripped her once in the 3rd grade and she swore vengeance and it did Not help he got progressively worse with age. She thinks Ms. Cinderella is dope tho

- Lonnie: She and Lonnie have had arm wrestling matches for as long as they can remember. They’ve also been tied forever and both of them are determined to break it.

- Doug: She stole his pudding cup once and he cried but she made it up to him by giving him her pomegranate cookies. That’s the extent of it.

- Herkie: LEAST favorite cousin. Calls him Jerky Jr. At the last family reunion she pushed him into the lake. Keeps trying to convince his mom to divorce his dad out of spite

- Extended Family (Most of Olympus): Tries to keep up appearances for her mom- knows it doesn’t work

- Hecate: Oh it’s the aunt who she would run over if possible. Fuckin Fantastic. She better be feeding Cerberus enough.

- Demeter: Ah! Mommy Issues!

- Reina: Persephone cries whenever she thinks abt the fact she missed out on most of Reina’s early life and growing up together and Reina like comforts her like im here now it’s ok and they go and do sibling stuff like get ice cream or throw water balloons on unsuspecting passerby

The Isle:

- Mal: IT IS ON SIGHT. IT HAS BEEN ON SIGHT SINCE THEY WERE OLD ENOUGH TO SPEAK! Mal knew that they were sisters but thought Hades just chose Persephone and Hadie over her and Persephone Hadie and Hades didn’t and that miscommunication manifested into Persephone and Mal’s life long rivalry. Even after learning they’re sisters Persephone will not hesitate with her.

- Evie: Shes Always confused how someone who seems so sweet ended up Mal’s best friend. Only really ever met her once before Auradon bc the whole banishment shit happened

- Jay: Mild respect based solely on the fact Jafar and Hades are cordial. She does try to out-thieve him as a sign of dominance.

- Carlos: She rarely would go to Hell’s Hall bc Cruella De Vil is a crazy bitch but she heard her son’s ‘ok’ which.. fair enough. But he runs w Mal so that’s automatic negative points.

- Uma: She likes messing with her and calling Uma her baby cousin even though they’re only like third cousins cus it annoys her- but Persephone respects her and they tend to keep to their own sides of the isle

- Harry: “Oh look it’s the simp” Persephone knows she could kick his ass and the only thing stopping her is the fact he’s Uma’s first mate. Thinks his older sister Harriet is hot

- Gil: There is not a Thought behind those eyes and Persephone knows it just as well as anybody. He’s nice though.

- Celia: She used to babysit her and Freddie when their dads would have poker night. Thinks she’s a great errand girl now

- Heidi of Hearts (Queen of Hearts’ Daughter): Bimbo Solidarity, Heidi is the only one allowed to do her hair bc she does not trust Dizzy with scissors near her.

- The Gaston Twins: Threatened them with a broken bottle when they wouldn’t stop harassing her after school. Made Gaston Jr cry.

- Hadie: Baby brother!! She would do anything for him and that is not limited to burning the whole world down.

- Hades: She cares about her dad a lot and even though she recgonizes he’s definitely done some really bad things she thinks he’s capable of being better- maybe not Good, but better.

- Pain and Panic: They’ve been her nannies for thousands of years and they mean a lot to her

#WOW that’s long #i’ll make one for Hadie and Reina and maybe Heidi too soon #Reina is the hardest since she never grew up w these people she just got inserted into the drama #descendants ocs #fresa is talking about her ocs

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the heart wants what it wants. and as much as I love my angst, sometimes I need me some freaky shit like,,, Lacho AUs in which the cartel is not a factor and Lalo and Nacho are just. REGULAR ASS BOYFRIENDS.

LOTS of assorted headcanons under the cut!

shield thine eyes, there’s some heavy ass fluff incoming.

Lalo has his own little restaurant. No one knows how it stays afloat with the erratic way Lalo’s leading it, but it seems his family’s somehow just absolutely loaded, so he can afford it. Honestly sometimes it feels like he just uses it to fuck around with new recipes. Like there’s no real rhyme or reason to what he’s doing, but everyone loves his food, he’s really good with the patrons and if he parties the whole night through then it doesn’t matter cuz the next morning the kitchen still looks spick and span and Lalo’s awake and chipper, ready for the next day! How does he do it? No one knows, especially not his staff. But when someone asks, he just laughs it off and changes the subject and oh my god he’s so charming how could anyone resist him? -

Lalo’s still on the antisocial spectrum and manic af in this AU, so his approach to relationships and emotions is a bit different than your neurotypical one. He seems to have a penchant for breaking rules, can be manipulative at times, and certain things don’t affect him the way you’d expect. But most of the time you wouldn’t even know, cuz generally he’s a really affable guy who’s a lot of fun to be around. He’s genuinely trying not to step on anyone’s toes. That being said, you don’t like him then yeah, he don’t give two shits. -

Nacho used to be part of some gang, but got out in time. He now studies business or something like that. He’s super ambitious and keeps badgering his papá about investing into technical improvements that would make his shop more effective and streamlined. Manuel gets heart burn every time Nacho runs the numbers by him. He’s been running the shop for longer than Nacho is alive, he’s not gonna contract new debts after it took him so long to pay everything off...! And Nacho insists that’s how business WORKS, it’s all about investment and growth. Manuel says with a smile that when the shop is Nacho’s, he can stuff it with all the novelty apparatuses that he wants, but he’ll have to wait until Manuel is no more, and Nacho is like papá don’t be so overdramatic...!! And Manuel laughs and pats Nacho’s back because actually he’s really proud of his son and the fact that he’s so concerned with the shop and they’re HAPPY GODDAMMIT -

For some reason this AU doubles as a modern AU as well. Which means smartphones exist. Nacho spends. SO much time on Instagram. Photos of his car. Photos of Nacho leaning against his car. Gym selfies. All over the damn place. And Lalo doesn’t understand insta cuz he’s a tech averse king, but he still secretly checks out Nacho’s blog all the time cuz yummy! Sometimes he comments on Nacho’s posts with a bunch of. really weird emojis, half of which don’t mean what Lalo thinks they mean, and Nacho thinks it’s cringe af. -

They’ve been having this thing going on for about a year and they’re both suuuper casual about it, like, SO casual, especially Nacho, wow he is so incredibly low key about this, like he is not too all over this or anything, just the right amount of relaxed, laid back, so cool, yeah. -

Just that Lalo is actually incredibly flirty all the time and courts the hell out of Nacho, he’s almost a bit gentleman-like about it, almost a bit old-school, and Nacho thinks that’s kinda dope and the way Lalo treats him like he’s the sexiest thing on earth sometimes comes across as a little condescending but there’s something about it, too, that makes Nacho sometimes lie awake at night thinking about it, brushing his thumb over his lower lip and thinking about the way Lalo pulls him in for kisses. -

When Lalo picks Nacho up from the gym, Nacho smiles when he sees him. When Lalo cracks a crude joke about making people swallow condoms, Nacho chuckles. When Lalo makes him food, Nacho enjoys it. When they walk along the sidewalk in the evening, Nacho casually bumps into Lalo and Lalo puts an arm around Nacho. When Lalo is close, Nacho feels comfortable, and warm, and drawn to him. -

Nacho has had a couple of girl- and boyfriends, but he’s only ever introduced Manuel to his girlfriends. Manuel’s known that Nacho’s into boys ever since he came home early to teenage Nacho and Domingo sitting on the living room couch 6 ft apart with their shirts rumpled and their faces red as beet. But Nacho didn’t seem to want to talk about it, so Manuel respected that. He’s a bit concerned cuz he’s afraid Nacho feels like he can’t talk to him, but he wouldn’t wanna push him. -

So all of Lalo’s attempts to meet papá Varga have been met by Nacho with stone-walling and general avoidance. -

But Lalo’s a very family oriented person so he just decides to make it a surprise dinner! At first Manuel is a bit wary cuz alright, what’s going on, who is this guy? But then Lalo turns up the charm and he’s just one of these guys who are absolutely stellar at wooing older ppl. So he keeps charming circles around Manuel with food and jokes, and Manuel kinda starting to like this guy, and when Manuel wants to get himself some more beer- nonono you stay put Sr. Varga, I’m gonna take care of this for you - and then they get to the part of the evening where Manuel tells childhood stories about Nacho like how he cried when he lost his first tooth and Lalo is just ab-so-lute-ly ENTHRALLED by it all and before you know it he and Manuel are BFF. -

all the while Nacho just. SEETHES in his corner. -

Manuel leaves and Lalo and Nacho start cleaning up the kitchen, and they’re very quiet until Nacho just goes “are you going to tell me what the hell all that was about?” and Lalo’s like “???” and Nacho’s just. “That little sing-and-dance you just did there? Like. What’s your end-game here. If this was some kind of attempt to get to me through my, dad, to, idk, somehow get emotional leverage over me, istg...!” And Lalo’s gets honestly serious and looks and Nacho all earnest-like... “man... is it really that hard to believe that it’s important to me that your dad likes me...?” and then he goes “you know what, Ignacio, you seem upset. Why don’t you just go home and leave the kitchen to me, yeah?” and so Nacho does, and he’s really angry at Lalo, and he doesn’t really get what just happened there. -

a couple days later his dad calls him and Nacho is kinda concerned but Manuel doesn’t pick up on it, he’s just like “Mijo, I just. Wanted to say how important that was to me, to meet your boyfriend, he’s a really nice y-...nice man.” (Nacho notices the gap where the “young” should have been lmao) and actually Manuel is trying to be like “Mijo, I am supportive of you please notice that I am trying to tell you that I think this is super okay!” but Nacho is so busy being confused cuz he’s never referred to Lalo as his boyfriend in his head even though they’ve been at this for over a year. So Nacho’s kinda monosyllabic and like “so. he didn’t upset you or anything?” and Manuel’s like “noo, he was really friendly. You didn’t give him a hard time, did you, Ignacio...??” Manuel gets all stern and fatherly...!! “Let me tell you one thing. Not a single one of your girlfriends has ever been this polite or interested in me. This man, he’s being serious about you. Maybe it’s time to stop being cautious.” -

and that’s when it starts to dawn on Nacho that that’s. Honestly all there is to it. Lalo wasn’t trying to manipulate him or whatever. He honestly just noticed that Manuel is an important part of Nacho’s life, and wanted to connect with that. And that is- actually. really sweet of him, what the fuck?!? -

Nacho lays awake again that night and notices that there’s something going on in his chest, like something big and warm blooming there and oh my fucking god you can’t be SERIOUS this is RIDICULOUS he’s way too old for this shit, AND way too worldly-wise and all that! -

So Nacho drives by Lalo’s place the other day and asks him whether he wants to go for a drink and so they go to a bar and sit there in silence for a moment until Nacho goes “my dad asked about you” and Lalo chuckles and is like “yeah? at least someone who misses me!” and Nacho rolls his eyes but he’s kinda got it coming now. Anyway, so, Nacho starts explaining that his dad is the most important person in his life, and he is soft and sweet and precious and a national treasure that must be protected at all costs and if someone was to hurt him and all that jazz. And Lalo’s like, yeah, no, I get it. Family is everything. And your dad is a really cool guy. The problem is that for Nacho, it’s just been him and Manuel against the world for so long, he’s gotten kinda prickly about letting anyone else get close to his dad. But maybe this is good, and maybe, oh god he doesn’t really wanna think about it in that much detail, but like, Lalo gets it, and they leave the bar together and Lalo immediately gets out his phone and calls Manuel like “Sr. Varga, I’ve been wondering how you’ve been doing! What, Nachito? He’s doing fine. No, nooo, he’s not been mean at all. Couldn’t if he tried. Well, I hope you have a great evening. Yeah, talk to you soon!” and Lalo’s just absolutely obnoxious about this, winking at Nacho and everything and Nacho sighs and accepts his punishment. (Later Lalo’s gonna be like “of course you were right, I did have ulterior motives. I was just trying to butter you up for the dinner I have planned with my uncle Hector!” and Lalo keeps talking about how much he loves his tio and how he’s basically a father figure to him and such a great guy. But then they meet him and Lalo only introduces Nacho as “a friend”, and Hector is this grumpy old guy who hates absolutely everyone and everything, can’t go two sentences without being racist, sexist or homophobic. And Nacho’s like aaalright, guess I gotta deal with THIS now. But they don’t meet him that often so it’s alright.) -

OH but Manuel is still a BIT conservative about SOME things?? Like, he’s fine with Nacho having a boyfriend, but does he have to be so. you know. old...? Like. He’s not your sugar daddy, right Ignacio...? You’re not expecting him to keep you, right Ignacio...??? And Nacho is kinda pissy because UHM?? the implications?? He would never?? He’s nobody’s trophy boyfriend. He does like getting paraded around like one every now and then but he’s not. He buys his own damn stuff. But yeah sorry Nacho, that’s just how parents are sometimes lmao -

ANYWAY the point is, they. They care. Nacho cares Lalo. And seeks out his company on his own accord without any outside influences forcing him to. And Lalo cares Nacho. And they kinda start to accept that this is. a thing. And Nacho learns to accept that he can let himself feel save and comfortable around Lalo. And they’re just regular ass boyfriends. Who go on vacation together. Who have just fantastic sex without any coercion or backstabbing involved. Who fall asleep on the couch watching movies together. Who celebrate each other’s birthdays. All that freaky shit!!! 😭😭😭

#Lacho #Lalo Salamanca #Nacho Varga #Better Call Saul #BrBa BCS #regular ass boyfriends AU #fluffy Lacho hours!!

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calypsoff · 3 years

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Twenty Five.

I think I am having the worst nights sleep, worst then Robyn not being around. She might as well not be around because like, the fuck. There is nothing there, I mean there is but maybe it’s me, I need to do more. She doesn’t understand how hard it is, I mean literally my dick is so hard right now in bed with her. Lifting my head up looking down at Robyn asleep with her bonnet on, taking in a deep breath. Pressing a kiss to her cheek and moved back away from her slowly, being big spoon with a hard dick is hard. I feel like Robyn is purposely trying to not wear anything too sexy so I can’t be hard for her, but I am still hard. It seems like Robyn is having the best sleep, meanwhile I am hating it all. I even purposely slept naked and she didn’t care, grabbing my tee from the floor in a huff. This can’t happen, third day in Virginia and no sex, maybe I need to push for it. I need to do more for her, I need to be romantic, I think yes. That is what I need to do, I need to be romantic towards her, I haven’t been that. Getting up from the bed, it’s like seven in the morning. I struggle to sleep so much, I can’t sleep for shit because my dick be having a mind of its own, at one point I was even having a wet dream, nearly got caught slipping there but it needs to happen. I am going to try the romantic thing; I am really unsure if it’s me or Robyn sometimes but if this doesn’t work then we going to have some real ass problems and I don’t want that for us. I love Robyn too much for that, I adore her with my whole heart. It’s not about sex, it’s not because if it was then I would be gone a while ago, but it needs to happen because she can do it. if it was an issue where she really can’t, I would understand.

Staring at Robyn’ hazel eyes just twinkling in the sun that is shining down into the hotel room, even without makeup. I say this a lot to myself but without makeup, Robyn is ever so beautiful, and I cannot fault that. Looking away from Robyn as she turned away from the window and grabbed her drink, I pretended I was staring at my hand. I looked back at Robyn as she went back to staring out of the window, I grinned at the fact she is really my childhood sweetheart. She just so happens to be famous, but she is “you’re quiet” she caught me, she caught my eyes staring at her “just admiring you, you have such beautiful eyes. It was nice to watch” Robyn pulled a face while touching her bonnet “even with my bonnet on?” nodding my head “I am just thinking, I have been thinking a lot you know. But just thinking that you are really my childhood sweetheart. It’s kind of goofy but yeah” Robyn scrunched up her nose, she is getting shy “I have missed you a lot, it’s nice to just spend time with you and your family. Your dad is funny, it’s nice to see a father here. I think I like it the most how he babies you and you hate it” rolling my eyes “he dumb, like he don’t need to be pinching my cheeks like I am a child, but yeah. We are going to the family home today, you good with that?” I asked like I gave her a choice “I am happy with that” I need to prepare this room; it isn’t valentine’s day, but I need to make it happen.

Walking in behind Robyn into my family home “I could get used to this, afternoon!” my mother rushed over “don’t get too used to it, but I need to go and see Barry. Robyn I didn’t mention it but I need to see him, I won’t be long but I need y’all to look after Robyn for me. I mean Rich is here, but I need y’all to be good to her” Robyn is looking at me like don’t leave me “why, where are you going?” she questioned “I am just going to sort some paperwork for him, it will be quick. My mother can show you some things here, I will be back” Robyn nodded her head “ok then” wrapping my arm around Robyn, pressing a kiss to her forehead “baby I will look after you, do not worry. Hurry up though” I grinned turning around to leave, I need to prepare the hotel room and make it the most romantic thing ever, I will do the most because this needs to work. Closing the door behind me and walking down the footpath “nigga!” TJ spat, saluting him. They been waiting for me, Tina is like part of the gang now, but she could come in handy “we are here to help you!” TJ shouted; can he just not shout so much Robyn could hear him. Getting into the car “so mission sexy time is in order” hitting TJ’ arm “shut up and drive!” I spat.

Tina is so good, like I am barely doing anything, she is doing the hotel room her damn self “you think she will like this?” I questioned “oh she will, I mean who wouldn’t. This is like valentine’s day, but every day should be spoil your girlfriend day, Robyn will appreciate this so much” nodding my head, I have literally got all the balloons and roses out and all that fancy shit “Barry, can I speak to you one minute” waving him over, I need to ask him something. Walking off to the living area of the hotel “would you wear a condom?” I asked straight up “I would be shooting my babies up that, I would forever go raw” I feel like Barry has been waiting to say that “wow, relax” I said half shocked “ok, on a real but if you start to put a condom on it’s going to start making shit extra weird and then she may feel a type of way so don’t, unless you don’t want that to happen” rubbing the side of my face “not that I don’t, I just don’t want that to happen to her again. Shit, if getting her pregnant means she won’t go on tour, sign me up but yeah. Cool, I hope it works, I need to be extra romantic. You know I am goofy and shit” I am nervous that if it flops, it will be so awkward “nah, you are doing a lot for her, this will happen. I promise, I get it, but this will work. You love her a lot though. To be doing this for her, like it’s a lot” taking in a deep breath “I do, that is the thing” I mumbled, I love Robyn so much and I Would do anything for her.

I totally feel like a teenager, oh god. This is crazy to me, like I have been thinking of this day, as soon as my dad said I needed to coax her I been thinking, what is better then starting from the beginning. Dragging open the classroom door “Mr Brown, you’re late again” I busted out laughing seeing Miss Polkovita “it is so good to see you Christopher” walking towards her “bring it in” hugging her as I laughed out, I can’t believe it “this is crazy, you still around and the classroom ain’t changed at all. Look at it” I am getting major flashbacks right now “and I am still here teaching, not even you could get me to quit” moving back from the hug “this is the very desk you forced me to sit in” I pointed at the desk “you damn right it is, I was shocked to hear. They told me Christopher wants to do something nice for his girlfriend and his girlfriend is Rihanna. I goes of course I will be here, it’s so good to see you here. I honestly am really happy for you, I am not shocked that you both got together because you were so infatuated by her, you actually started to listen” I snorted laughing “we were best friends first, but I fell, this was the moment you know. But it’s dope that the school let me do this” I hope Robyn likes it.

Locking my phone smiling, Robyn is coming. I hope Tina did blindfold her, I just want to go back to basic with Robyn and I, sometimes I feel like we can trail away from what we were. I just want us to go back to that lust and love we have, I felt like bringing her here would do that. I did a little thing here “you look so nervous Christopher” I chuckled, my teacher is here like she knows me “a little, I love her. Being here has made me feel this way because it’s like stage one, I remember looking behind me and she was there, hair tied back and just so pretty. I just want her to come already” rubbing my chin feeling ever so nervous “my son doesn’t believe me that I taught you and Robyn, wait till I tell him this. But I really saw you both were meant to be, I just saw the announcement and I said ok that was going to happen, just a little too late” the door opened and Rich poked his head around “Tina I don’t like this, I really don’t” that means she wore the blindfold, Tina shuffled in with Robyn “don’t fire me just yet, just stand here for me” clasping my hands together smiling wide “I am going to take it off” Rich said as he took off her blindfold “good afternoon Miss Fenty” Robyn’ eyes widened looking around “oh my god” placing her hands over her mouth “Miss Polkovita, oh my god” Robyn hugged her “what the hell is this, Chris! What a flashback!” I really got Robyn, she is shook and I like that.

Getting up from the seat “you know only the naughty kids sit in the back” we have the classroom all to ourselves, I mean I ain’t going to flat out have sex with her here “well that is a lie, I am a good girl and I got to sit here. This feels so weird, my god. Like this is such a blast from the past” sitting on the edge of the desk facing Robyn “and you would sit right there across from me, and I would say Chris I need to do this wait. Let me finish the note” I grinned nodding my head “and when that dude tried to ask you out like the fuck, man. Nobody was dating you on my watch, you were mine. I was aggy though, I ruined everything for you” biting on my bottom lip “I also found you too skinny” I scoffed moving off the desk “you talk too much, dang. But I was so aggy with you, I ain’t let you do anything. I treated you like you were mine and you weren’t, you could have told me to go away but you didn’t” she could have “mhmmm, in a weird way I liked you” I gasped “weird way, get up. Come, we going somewhere else, let’s walk the halls” I got a little something else for her “how you get this done? I am shocked” I winked “just my secret, come on twin” Robyn got up from the seat giggling, she looks so damn happy and I like that “I love you so much, for doing this. You know it’s not valentines right? That has been” waving her off “every day is love” if this doesn’t get me in her good books, I have lost.

I busted out laughing after the picture was taken “oh wow, the exact spot too. Dang, this is crazy” the principle walked off “I can send the picture to you right now from the camera but yes, we have the old picture of Robyn and you in the hall. We pride ourselves that Rihanna came here, you just so happened to be in that picture, but I can’t wait to update it. Looks like I haven’t updated the school in years” shaking my head “I have always been a spare part huh, dang” Robyn placed her arms around me “stop it, I love you” she kissed my cheek “cool, so you send me that and we will speak soon but come” I am rushing here, I want to get to the hall “Chris, I feel overwhelmed. I am shocked. Where are we going next?” holding onto Robyn’ hand walking out of the room “a little something, like this place comes with good vibes but also I was very heartbroken when you left. I felt like this moment was taken from me because I was so close to just asking you. I was a young nigga in love Robyn, you came from the islands, you weren’t like these girls and I was so close, and you left, I was unfulfilled so badly, so it was taken from me” I know Robyn is confused, but she will understand soon when we reach the destination.

Before we turned the corner I need to ask Robyn this “hold up right, I need to cover your eyes again” Robyn sighed out “it’s nothing stupid is it?” shaking my head “promise, just trust me. I will cover your eyes with my hands” standing behind Robyn “when I say walk, start walking” placing my hands over her eyes “can you see anything?” I questioned “nope” I am super excited “then proceed baby, get walking” Robyn started to walk slowly, and I am here shuffling behind her “turn baby” she is here walking ahead, turning with Robyn “I grinned so wide seeing the school gym, Rich smiled at me shaking his head “are we there yet?” Robyn is asking that, but she is walking ever so slow “just a few more steps, like five more and then stop” Robyn shuffled and then stopped “perfect, so I am going to step back but close your eyes “fine I will” moving my hands back and running to Rich, he held the sign up “open your eyes!” I spat; Robyn has her hand in her hip. Like she is disapproving, she opened her eyes slowly in confusion “wha-?” she paused pointing at Rich “my friend here wants to ask you to the prom?” Rich could be more enthusiastic about this; Robyn placed her hands her mouth laughing “no way!” she spat “do you like it? I made this!” pointing at the sign “Barbadian Cherry will you go to prom with me? You knew about this!?” Robyn pointed at Tina “maybe, a little but answer him” Robyn nodded her head “really?” waving her over “come, we going to prom. Fulfilling something that should have happened for us, don’t cry just yet” holding Robyn’ hand, she is already emotional.

Pushing open the door to the school gym “no way! Chris!” she better like this, I spent the fuck up “I don’t have no dress Chris?” holding onto Robyn’ hands and walked in backwards so I can see Robyn’ reaction, she is so shook “we can both have our prom date, and yeah that” Barry placed the crown on my head and Robyn’ “y’all already prom queen and king, shit if you did come it would be true” Robyn is dead ass crying, she is emotional and that is good because that means I have done good for her “come, let’s have fun prom queen” letting her hands go, Robyn walked into me and hugged me tight “you be doubting me, I doubt me at times but you know I love you big head. Enjoy yourself, and I told Tina to take some pictures, memories for us. My date for prom” I think I have done; I have hit the jackpot with this “let’s dance, hear that? Our song!?” I spat, Robyn laughed “Keeping it real, son, that's right” holding Robyn’ hand to lead her to the floor “The shining star, you're my shining star, girl” I sang pointing at her as Fantasy started playing, Robyn would use this song to make me sing it with her like a fool every time.

Drinking from the bottle “she is coming back but if this doesn’t work, even I am going to cry for you but I think you got her, you got her good” Barry said as he moved away from me, turning around grinning “imagine seeing you here” I leaned against the table “likewise but I wish I looked the part” biting my bottom lip “we have a lifetime to look good, and besides my broke ass wouldn’t be able to get a suit” clearing my throat as Boyz II Men starting playing “would you like to dance?” holding my hand out to her “I would love that” I don’t know this slow dance shit so I am just going to guess it, I feel nervous weird enough. Catching Tina clasping her hands together in awe, I hope I don’t fuck this up but I am feeling hot as fuck. Robyn placed her arms around my neck as I placed hands just on her waist, we swayed slowly to the music “this has to be the best night of my life, you have shocked me so much” Robyn said, smiling at her “I will do anything, girl you need only ask. I'll make love to you, like you want me too. And I'll hold you tight, baby all through the night” I sang to Robyn, pressing a kiss to her cheek and she caught her lips on mine and initiated the kiss with me, I for one wasn’t going to do it but she did it, the kiss was so slow and sensual, a pace I am more then happy with because I have missed Robyn so much.

#Chrianna FF #Chrianna #Chrianna Fanfiction #Fanfic #Fanfiction

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miracvlovs · 3 years

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✗✗✗ you see [ kaleb yıldırım ] around lately? yeah i heard that the [ cis male ] is up to no good. [ he / him ] has been here for [ five years ] now but they’re still pretty [ abrasive ] which is fine because they’re also [ debonair ] so it balances out. the [ twenty-eight ] year old [ hitman for hire ] actually looks like a lot like [ alperen duymaz ], don’t you think? it’s best to watch out, though, because it’s been said that they’re really into [ strong cigarettes & even stronger whiskey ].

hey, hello, hi, bonjour! s’up buttercups? ‘tis i, your friendly neighbourhood loser chrissie ( a.k.a an irish doofus who is utter plot trash and the actual WORST at keeping track with discord messages, oops ) and i’m super duper excited to be here among you fab human beings! anywho, this is my first kiddo kaleb and he is … how do you say … morally grey. basically his morals are very questionable in every aspect. but! on the plus side, he’s very talented and good at his job even if he is ruthless and callous, oop. he is … the worst and also lowkey messed up inside tbh so pls excuse his blunt and sarcastic nature. plot-wise i’m open to literally anything and everything so come at me with any ideas ya got! i’m always diggity down to spit ball ideas and form some dope connections so pls feel free to invade my ims or hmu on le cord ( chrissie.#9606 ) and we can brainstorm until our heart’s content! if ya wanna, go ahead and light that lil grey heart up red and i’ll shimmy my butt your way for all of the good stuff. anywho, let’s get down to the nitty-gritty, shall we?

fundamentals.

KALEB EMER YILDIRIM — twenty-eight, hitman for hire, + one snarky son of a gun / troubled dude with daddy issues / all issues tbh !

aesthetics ➤ dried blood caked into the grooves of cut knuckles, the lingering scent of smoke and gasoline, silver slivers of past scarring, five o’clock shadow peppering a blunt jawline, discolourations of blue and purple decorating battered hands, a subtle smirk etched upon a devious countenance, calloused fingertips riddled with small paper cuts, dark circles under almost-black eyes, the noise of screeching tires in the middle of the night, a tall stature adorned in all-black attire, ghosts of bruises staining calloused skin green, a scuffed zippo lighter in a pack of marlboros containing only one cigarette, white shirts with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, a sly grin under stormy dark eyes, a sniper on the roof of a deserted building, the roar of a car engine, & clenched, white-knuckled fists.

nicknames. kal.

date of birth. november third.

gender. cis male.

pronouns. he + him.

birthplace. manhattan, nyc.

orientation. bisexual + aromantic.

education. bachelor of music degree obtained from manhattan school of music.

spoken languages. can speak fluent english, turkish, spanish, & french.

negative traits. haughty, abrasive, enigmatic, cynical, temperamental, calculating, hedonistic, distant, sarcastic, & volatile.

positive traits. adept, diligent, charming, resilient, candid, adept, charming, audacious, determined, & resourceful.

strengths. efficient, energetic, self-confident, strong-willed, strategic thinker, charismatic, & inspiring.

weaknesses. stubborn, dominant, intolerant, impatient, arrogant, poor handling of emotions, cold, & ruthless.

talents. piano, retaining information, memory recall, lock-picking, carjacking, hand-to-hand combat, automobile knowledge, tracking people down, & excellent problem-solving abilities.

physiology. dark brown eyes. dark brown hair. six feet, one inch tall. of a lean, broad stature with a straight posture and evident height. has a few silvery scars littered across his skin. has a few tattoos in a few less visible places. is ambidextrous.

psychology. scorpio zodiac. water element. slytherin house. entj-a. chaotic neutral. type eight enneagram. choleric temperament. interpersonal intelligence type. addicted to alcohol, tobacco, prescription drugs, cocaine, and cannabis. suffers from addiction and insomnia. his vices are lust, wrath and pride. his virtues are ... honestly, probably just diligence tbh.

background.

possible triggers : infidelity, divorce, alcoholism, drug abuse, cancer, death, car crash, funeral, blood, murder, suicide mention, gun mention, & various references to death and murder.

a synopsis. ah, here he is—my tol, troubled, grouchy son : ' ) don't u just adore ur resident trashy, snarky, but precious and sad fuckboi muse? bc i know I DO! anyways, before i digress, i'll cut to the chase. so, waaay before he blessed the universe with his presence, his mother ( who was originally from turkey ) moved to the states where she met one alexander hale. you can probably guess the rest: the pair married, they had children, everything seemed to be going swimmingly, yada yada. here’s a lil background: the hale family—a line of manhattan-born businessmen / lawyers / diplomats etc. they're dripping in wealth, not always as squeaky clean as they portray themselves as to be. kaleb’s dad was a douche, expected both of his sons to follow in his shadow and become lawyers, ran around behind his wife's back: the whole shoot and shebang of a classic a-hole. he always kind of ignored kaleb in favour of his eldest son joshua so kaleb kinda became hard-hearted and resentful due to the lack of his father's attention. skip a few years and he spied his dad cheating on his mother with his secretary though he refused to tell another soul for fear of any potential backlash. soon enough, his mother found this out for herself, their argument ruined his thirteenth birthday party then they divorced soon after. his mother fell off the wagon, became terminally ill—all while his father was remarrying and expecting a daughter with his secretary. it was a hella rough two years for kaleb. it got even worse. eventually, his mother passed away and his step-mother divorced his father to breeze off into the sunset with her new lover; leaving her daughter with her piss-poor excuse of a dad. at this point, kaleb was lonely and angry but adopted the role of his step-sister's protector, shielding her from their father's increasing substance abuse induced violence. just before his seventeenth birthday, his father died in a car crash. of course, he didn't entirely mourn the loss. almost immediately, he and his younger sister moved in with their elder brother who helped kaleb get into university. with dear ole dad out of the picture, he could finally pursue his interest and flair for music. after he graduated, he moved to santa ysabel with his brother and brother's family. in the beginning, things were going fine. yeah, sure, he was struggling for work and felt bad that his brother had to keep him afloat. normal stuff. then, one day, things quickly turned sour in his world. [ TRIGGER FOR GORE, BLOOD, SUICIDE MENTION, GUN MENTION, MURDER, DEATH ] he’d came home to find the locks on the doors busted, advancing into the house carefully only to find his brother’s lifeless corpse crumbled on the kitchen tiles: his throat and wrists slashed, posed as a suicide. of course, kaleb knew better. he knew his brother; knew he would never leave him or his family. upon further inspection of the house, he’d discovered the body of his wife upstairs: a bullet hole between her eyes. [ TRIGGER OVER ] the whole ordeal was enough to turn his stomach but once the sickness had subsided, all kaleb felt was a strong thirst for blood. sure, it was pretty damn stupid to try and seek revenge or whatnot ... but kaleb had always been one to let his heart guide his brain. anyways, time skip now to the moment he’d uncovered his brother’s entanglement with some dodgy loan shark, drug dealing criminals who were responsible for his murder. in the end, he’d hunted them down and eradicated them one by one, over a span of weeks. at first, he hated himself and what his desire for vengeance had turned him into but he kept going until he’d got them all: until he’d grown numb. truthfully, how he wound up taking lives for a living is beyond him. he woke up one day, found himself hired by some big-wig businessman who wanted rid of his business partner and et voilà, he was tangled up in the dark side of existence. i mean, was he blackmailed into doing his first paid hit? yes. but who can blame him? especially when they claimed to have intel regarding the sudden demise of a prominent figure in the criminal underbelly of the city, a.k.a his brother’s killer. it was a risk kaleb simply couldn’t take. he prefers to keep himself anonymous, hidden behind shadows, unsuspecting. death has become a job. nothing more. nothing less. it’s simply the algorithm of his existence: receive a dossier, take care of the target, get paid a hefty lump sum. and all just for enacting a stranger’s revenge in the blood of another. he moves like a deadly phantom, his footsteps light as a feather, whipping through the night like a bullet through a target’s skull. sartre claims that hell is other people. and if you were to stare into kaleb’s eyes—eyes eerily similar to having been cut from coal—you might just see hell and everyone in it staring right back at you. as nietzsche wrote: “ he who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. and if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee. ”

random extras.

he has a lot of small scars over his body, most of which he can’t account for or has forgotten about.

owns and drives a black 1969 boss 429 mustang which he loves arguably more than he loves himself.

speaking of, he actually is full of self-hatred so don’t let the haughtiness fool you.

trusts nobody but himself and is loyal to nobody but himself.

has a lot of anger issues so often ends up taking part in underground fights.

he rates around a solid three on the kinsey scale.

is a distant person; closed-off emotionally and prefers to keep himself to himself.

when it comes to whether or not he is morally decent or an extremely bad person, he is somewhere in the middle of that spectrum.

he isn’t heartless but he isn’t exactly compassionate either.

kind of shady but knows how to pass himself as charming.

has been thru sum shit n seen sum shit so he’s v messed up inside.

though he does have a soft spot for animals and children.

his marksmanship is impeccable.

he’s naturally gifted with firearms and his shot is always on point.

dark eyes and bruised knuckles are his ultimate aesthetic tbh.

actually really appreciates classical music, though he’ll never tell. blame it on his piano lessons from childhood.

speaking of piano, he’s low key gifted at playing although he rarely does these days.

has a very short fuse and can lose his temper quite easily.

he has a good heart and good intentions when it comes to those he actually cares about although he’ll never let this show.

favourite coping mechanism? isolation.

a bit of a lone wolf. he keeps people at arm’s length but acts in a way where people are under the illusion he’s their friend.

basically the tall, dark and handsome trope: ( most of the tall, dark and handsome men display aloof, cold and distant personality but they do have a gentle and caring side. )

is a little snarky and grumpy but if you manage to break this exterior, you’ll find he’s quite witty and easy going.

he got into fighting at a young age. it was the only way to try and learn how to defend himself against his father.

sleep?? he doesn’t know her.

tends to repress his emotions until he explodes.

healthy coping mechanisms?? he doesn’t know them either.

is prone to pushing the self destruct button.

you can find a pinterest board for him by clicking anywhere here.

#hey hi hello happy to be here !!!#this is my son kal n he's ... A LOT.#show this some luv n i'll come atcha for plots !!!#indulgence.intro

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heavenlymisa · 4 years

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The Cook-Out: Part II

Pairing: Erik “Killmonger” Stevens x Reader (Any body type! <3)

Warnings: cursing, Erik being full of himself (like always..)

Summary: The reader takes Erik to her family’s cookout and her family is eating Erik’s shit up.

Part I

AN: Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction EVER so bare with me if this is trashy as hell or something. <3

To say that you were terrified of what your dad would think of Erik is an understatement. You could have the kindest boyfriend and your dad wouldn't approve of him. Since, you’ve come to the cook-out, you could already see your dad side-eyeing your boyfriend for the longest, which you were afraid of.

“Whatchu want to eat, ma?” You looked up to see Erik with two empty plates in his hands.

“Oh, uhm… you pick for me, babe.”

“Aight.” Erik walked away from your table and headed towards the food table.

You looked over to you dad to see him nodding at you, which raised your spirits a little bit, but you knew it wasn’t that easy to charm him.

You waited a couple of minutes until Erik came back with two full plates and two drinks; a Pepsi and Dr. Pepper. You quickly grabbed your plate and the Dr. Pepper from his hands and set it down on the table.

“Thanks, babe.”

“No problem, ma.”

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Now came the time that you’d hated the most; Spades. Your dad would play spades all day with his partner (and his brother), Uncle Fauntleroy.

“I can be your partner Mr. L/N.”

“Please don't tell me thats-”

“Erik-.. I don't know..”

Yep, that’s Erik alright. You walked up to the spades table to see everyone there but Uncle Fauntleroy.

“Dad, Where’s Uncle Roy?”

“He got caught up in work, Y/N/N.” He said. “And now, Erik wants to be my spades partner.”

“Well,” Eriks eyes lit up. “Erik is really good at spades, Dad. Trust me, you want Erik to be your spades partner.”

Your Dad looked between you and Erik until he sighed and said, “Alright. But if we lose, your ass ain’t coming back to no more cook-outs.”

“Yes sir.” Erik smirked at you before sitting down at the spades table.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Game after game, thanks to Erik’s military training, Your dad and your boyfriend won every single game. Erik is a total beast when it comes down to card games and being able to read people's faces like a book. After about 5 games, you decided to go over to the table.

“Can I have Erik back, Daddy?”

“And go back to Leroy’s sorry ass and not win as many games as I did with Erik? Hell no!” Your dad threw his cards face down on the table and looked back at you. “And besides,” He looked at Erik.

“I just found my new Son-In-Law.”

“Daddy?!?”

“What, Chile?! You’ll always be third in my heart. Next to Erik and FooFoo.”

“Daddy, FooFoo is the damn family dog-”

“And that ‘Damn Family Dog’ is my best friend! Go on now!” Your dad ushered you away while your boyfriend was laughing in hysterics.

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“Byyeee Errrikkk!!”

“Bye Keema!”

Here Erik was saying goodbye to everyone like they were his family and you were the plus one. You- well, Erik had a ton of leftovers that your mom insisted him to take. As for you dad, he has grown very accustomed to Erik and has already made plans on him being at the rest of the cook-outs.

As you two were walking towards Erik’s car, Your dad stopped the both of you.

“Hey, Erik. Make sure you treat my baby girl right.”

Erik looked you up and down and looked back at your dad.

“Always, Mr. Y/L/N.”

“Oh, please. Just call me Dad.”

“Alright. Take care, Erik.”

“You too!”

You two hopped into the car and left the cook-out. While Erik was driving, he was cheesing the whole time.

“Baby, what got you all smiley?”

Erik stopped at a red light and looked at you.

“I’ve never really had a family to ah… have a cook-out like yours… and your family is so… dope. Thank you for taking me to the cook-out.”

“No problem, Baby.” you said, with a smile on your face.

Maybe being third in your dad’s heart isn't the worst idea after all.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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