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00hyucc · 4 months

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I’m sure someone has talked about this before but one thing I absolutely love about tbosas is how Snow’s descent into villainy is never once presented as something that was inevitable

So many villain origin stories portray this idea of a person who tries incredibly hard to be a good person, who takes every opportunity to be kind and to better themselves, but are ultimately doomed to fail by the narrative. Their environment and their circumstances make it impossible for them to be a good person, and while this is effective from a storytelling point of view it’s not exactly accurate to real life

In real life there is always a point where a bad person makes the decision to do something bad, they make the decision to prioritise themselves, their own power, money or desires over someone else. That’s how real life dictators are made, they are presented with every opportunity to be good, and they purposefully choose to not take it

This makes Snow’s storyline so effective because he is given so many opportunities to do the right thing and yet, at every single turn, he chooses to serve himself instead, exactly like how real dictators are made

Snow, unlike most people we see in the capitol, is in a unique position where he could genuinely have the chance to understand and relate to the people from the districts. He, unlike his classmates, is poor and spends most nights going hungry, he witnessed firsthand the cruelty of the capitol when Clemensia was bitten by the snakes for nothing more than lying about doing her homework, when his sister was forced to sell herself on the streets in order to feed the both of them

Throughout his book, the three people he is closest to are Tigris (who dislikes the hunger games, is a rebel, and a victim of the capitol forced to turn to prostitution), Sejanus (who is originally from district 2, dislikes the capitol and knows he will never be accepted there, and also a rebel) and Lucy Gray (who is a victim of the hunger games, from district 12, and is also treated horribly by the capitol). These are all people who gave him an opportunity to realise the cruelty of the system he was in, a chance to directly confront his prejudices and see that people from the districts are just the same as him, and yet he still refuses to take the chance to change

He is given every opportunity, he’s sent away from the capitol to be a peacekeeper in the districts, he forms personal connections with people from the districts, he helps Sejanus perform funeral rites, and yet at every moral crossroads he comes to he makes the wrong decision. He didn’t have to become a villain, and yet he made the choice to do so anyway, despite every chance he was given

I think it’s a really effective portrayal of Snow as a character, and it’s a very effective villain origin story for the type of villain that Snow is. It never once excuses him from his actions because it highlights just how accountable he was for his actions

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00hyucc · 5 months

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(Coming through with yet another HC request) but for the bird brains event — the boys and their love language? 😩

these are just extremely quick thoughts!

fandom dc / masterlist coming soon / @dollsdc-library

featuring dick grayson x implied!reader ; jason todd x implied!reader ; tim drake x implied!reader ; damian wayne x implied!reader [ all characters are 18+ ]

rating none of my work is meant to be viewed by minors (anyone under the age of eighteen), and i will happily block any that interact with my posts or my blog.

content warning none! it’s all fluff.

word count n.a / headcanons & concepts

attention do not repost or translate, even with ‘credit’. just don’t do it. reblog instead of like. leave feedback if you enjoyed.

bird brains writing event !!

𝐃𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 — 𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 !

falls asleep with his head on your lap/when you play with his hair.

he picks you up for no reason other than the fact that he can.

backhugs you in line at the grocery store, sways back and forth, grinning like an idiot with his eyes closed.

so. many. kisses. this man can and will kiss you for hours if you let him. you don’t know how his mouth doesn’t get tired, because your lips were swollen for the first month of being together.

don’t even think about showering alone, because he will most certainly invite himself. every time. he’ll wash your hair for you just so he can rub his fingers through it.

in bed, he’s mostly big spoon. he does love when you sleep on top of him or wrap your arms and legs around him, though. you will never wake up on the opposite side of the bed.

he gets anxious when he’s away from you, and if he can’t hold you in public he’ll settle for grasping your hand, but he won’t be satisfied until he can carry you around like a backpack again.

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐝 — 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 !

Jason needs to hear that he’s not all of the nasty things he’s been made to believe he is, but he won’t ask for it. you’ll have to initiate.

if you catch him cleaning his guns, you slide up behind him, delve your fingers into his hair, and croon, “I love you so much baby.”

he wants you to straddle his lap, look into his eyes, and whisper, “You’re a good man.” because he tends to forget.

you have to tell him how much you need him, how much you want him, and how much you love him often.

even when he scoffs or brushes it off with a playful shrug, he knows he’s lucky to have you.

he does reciprocate with admissions of love and adoration.

“I would be so lost without you.” is a sentiment he expresses often. along with, “You’re everything to me.” and “I’ve never truly belonged anywhere but in your arms. You are my home.”

𝐓𝐢𝐦 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞 — 𝐐𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 !

as long as he’s near you, he doesn’t care about much else.

he will creep into the room while you’re working/bring any new gadgets he needs to work on and sit quietly in the corner just to be in the same vicinity as you.

Tim likes to read to you / have you read to him in the middle of the night.

he practiced your skincare routine to be able to do it with you every night.

he wants to know every one of your hobbies so you two can do them together.

will call you while he’s on a mission just to hear your voice, even though you know Bruce looks down on that.

cafe dates every time he gets the chance.

he doesn’t want to catch an uber, and would rather walk you wherever you’re going for that extra time together.

Tim sees his future when he looks in your eyes.

𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 — 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞 !

Damian wants a mommy to take care of him but won’t admit it.

there are set roles to play. you, the dutiful housewife and lover. him, the protector.

he loves when you tend to his injuries.

he will sit quietly and simply watch you cook for him instead of offering to help or taking initiative, but he’s grateful, even if he doesn’t say it.

luckily for him, you like to baby him.

Damian is extremely protective over you, and considers it his duty as your man to be your personal guard dog. he also gets jealous extremely easily, but that’s another story entirely.

“Stay close to me at all times.”

“I don’t want you out of my sight.”

sometimes it’s a little annoying, but mostly it’s endearing, and shows how much he cares considering his awkwardness when expressing himself outright.

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00hyucc · 7 months

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hobie’s masterlist.

key : [★] — my favs, [ ☆ ] — most notes

full fics !

[★] come close

getting high and talking about anarchy with some old 90’s shit playing is a crazy way to fall for someone. but it happens. 4.7k words.

longer oneshots !

[★] other side of the game

hobie swings by when you’re cleaning your room, and you know exactly what he wants. 2.7k words.

oneshots !

★ hobie 🕷️🎸 : 1 video

hobie jerks off in alley, on camera, for you. 627 words.

★ washday

washday with your boyfriend is so much easier. 733 words.

★ lights, camera.. action

"hobie’s got a thing for the camera. he can’t stop starting his timer and setting it up on his dresser against his albums, lens pointed at the end of his messy bed.” 647 words. [ ♫ ]

★ nail polish

you ask hobie what color nails you should get. he tells you.. in video form. 492 words.

drabbles !

[★] pink

hobie likes slapping his dick on your face

# SHORTS

★ hobie laughs when he feels too good

★ givin him head behind the bathrooms @ a concert + rbs w/ a moot

★ hobie likes when you call him big steppa ( sfw )

★ taking your hair down + more rbs w/ a moot ( sfw )

★ mimicking his slang ( sfw )

★ smoking and shotgunning

★ favorite position + a bonus

★ punk hobie x pink gf ( sfw )

★ hobie loves marking you

★ responses 2 asks

★ random hobie content

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00hyucc · 8 months

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collecting kpop tweets that make me fucking cry

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00hyucc · 9 months

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00hyucc · 10 months

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Beyond The Beauty of Carmen Berzatto

The fact that you’re all trying to guess the feelings of a grown man who literally asked his colleague, “WHAT IS A GIRLFRIEND?”(208) is beyond me.

You’re so blinded by the main character’s sex appeal that you forget that Carmen has been an awkward/nerdy/neurodivergent man all his life who never made decisions for himself except when he decided to hire Sydney and keep her without anyone’s influence.

Carmen’s lack of experience means he probably doesn’t know the difference between a platonic relationship versus a romantic relationship with a woman.

That’s why he was baffled when Sydney tried to introduce Claire as his girlfriend.

That’s why Claire pursued him, not the other way around.

That’s why, at this stage, he can’t even describe the nature of his feelings for Sydney.

It’s also why, the day after his panic attack, he hasn’t said a word to his sister, even though he’s been confiding in her since season one.

Because he’s confused himself, and doesn’t understand why Sydney’s vision reassured him more than Claire’s did. It’s also interesting that he chose not to remember when she called him a piece of shit.

Everything happens on an unconscious level for him, which explains all these confusing montages showing Claire and Sydney at the same time.

That’s also why he made his declaration to Sydney UNDER the table where Claire ate. Because everything HIDDEN is unconscious.

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00hyucc · 10 months

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my carmy/sydney related thoughts on season 2

i think when digesting this show, it's done more easily when we see who carmy and sydney are as people and how they bring that beingness to their dynamic.

it's interesting to see the takes from people who are troubled by what they saw in this season in terms of their relationship.

i personally thought there was so much fascinating groundwork that was laid.

we knew when molly gordon was cast they were likely trying to introduce a love interest for carmy.

i was not shocked, i was not surprised. i literally expected it.

doesn't mean i wasn't rolling my eyes but i was well aware of what function she would play within the narrative.

but the writing is so sharp that there are a million subtle elements of carmy's character, and what we know about him up to this point, including what was illuminated by the christmas episode.

let's first talk about carmy's choices and behavior where it relates to claire vs sydney and the restaurant.

we know that carmy is awkward, isn't incredibly relationally experienced and has sacrificed everything for his career and specific level of skill.

he'd just been ruminating on expanding his experiences as expressed in the al-anon meeting.

we know this man is intensely grief-stricken and also that he's battling his own mental health.

we also know he's literally been bred from chaos and emotional tumult.

even him not going to his own brother's funeral makes so much sense after that christmas episode.

he couldn't stand to witness what that type of grief had done to his already deteriorating mother.

so he's trying to conceptualize fun.

notice he wasn't trying to conceptualize love or relationships or a partner.

it was literally presented and integrated as fun.

so he runs into this girl he used to a have a crush on and even then, he's not sold because he knows himself, he knows his priorities, his propensities toward self sabotage, etc so he gives her a wrong number.

yet she persists.

so to me, this may seem like a sign to him to give this a chance, do some exterior exploration of something outside of the kitchen and outside of his career and outside of his own neurosis.

so he's just going with the flow. trying to be "normal". not really knowing the content or context of anything. another reason why he wasn't even calling claire his girlfriend.

claire even brings up the fact that they'd hung out so much but didn't actually talk.

which is SPOT on because the audience only actually ever sees them talking about their careers or what they were like as kids/teenagers.

but you know who carmy DOES talk to? hmm, more on that later.

so claire is symbolic of this thing that was pleasant when he was younger, when he was less of this grown conglomerate of anxiety and disarray and sorrow. a part of him that's separate from all of his current worry and fixations and dysregulation.

him saying he loves her so much and that he thinks she's so great actually rings hollow because we, the audience, didn't actually get to see when and where that level of specific emotion or intensity occurred.

so off rip i don't believe him. i don't think about it in the context of if or when he and sydney explore anything, because it feels patently untrue to me.

and completely separate from sydney.

it's not earned. it's not rooted. it's not tacitly valid.

it's fine. it's a good time. it's some laughs and conversation and sex and a nice, normal person he has fond, nostalgic memories of.

and i think it's written that way on purpose!

so him professing this to other people feels like this way to continue digging a hole of his own distraction, his absence, his lack of attention to detail.

i completely understand the frustration that many feel about interpreting this like carmy was essentially choosing claire over sydney.

carmy was trying to have an unfamiliar and different experience and didn't have the depth perception, the self awareness and the internal regulation to recognize he was doing it to the detriment of something so deeply and irrevocably important to him.

as soon as sydney brought it up, he got defensive but then moments later recognized his errors and apologized.

she told him she didn't want to share his attention.

he told her she was absolutely correct and that she deserved his full focus.

what's fascinating about this part is they aren't even explicitly talking about the restaurant.

she says "me" and "i", he says "you".

uh. wow.

now even in the context of JUST the restaurant this is saying ALOT here.

him instantly apologizing and agreeing with her requests means a substantial amount.

carmy isn't an ass because he stood sydney up for the palate cleanser. or even because he went absent when he shouldn't have.

carmy is deeply troubled and wounded and suffering and he was grappling for something else to feel or do or think about besides what he's ALWAYS thought about and done and fixated on.

that's why he's unreliable, that's why he's haphazard and emotionally or energetically messy. he's coping.

that's why he knows he makes mistakes all the time. because he feels like he's a screwup in a lot of specific ways in his life so he's used to it.

he's not being malicious or cruel or even unkind to sydney.

and this isn't an excuse. it's a reason. it's what all the information we have about him up to this point is providing us.

and yes, his timing is godawful.

but he trusts this person so implicitly because he knows how talented and capable she is.

carmy does not know HOW to be a partner, of any kind. where would he have learned that? where would that have been modeled for him?

"this is what you wanted originally and i'm giving it to you."

so let's transpose the way carmy and claire are presented with how carmy and sydney are together.

he literally can't WAIT to hear what sydney has to say. about literally anything.

at any given time.

"say more please."

all he wants to do is listen to her talk. he wants to know everything about her. the personal stuff too, almost especially.

he listens to her so closely. in the first or second episode she loses her train of thought and he repeats everything she just said.

i don't even think it was restaurant related.

he brings up her mother not once, but twice.

he feels like he should have known that sydney lost her.

he wants to pour into and believe in her because he does. he already does.

he's ready to apologize to her because he knows what a mess he can be and often is.

he knows what his anger can do. he knows how he was conditioned and raised in the industry and he doesn't want that at all for her, least of all from him.

especially after she walked out last season.

he's hyperaware of it. he calms down instantly both times she does the sign for sorry that HE taught her.

he has this propulsion to NEED to know what's happening with her in the very moment something occurs.

he did it last season when she quit on the spot and he kept trying to talk to her when she was leaving.

he did it this season when she was frustrated and trying to say goodnight after carmy was actively telling everyone goodnight and to go home, yet he tried to talk to her when she was leaving.

"what?"

"i'm saying goodnight."

he was repeatedly ushering everyone out but because of the look on her face, carmy's like wait, "what's that about, what's happening?"

he can't stand it!

same with them outside last season when he brought her food and asked what was wrong.

if something is up with her, he reacts immediately.

if she's peeved, he wants to know why right away, he wants to know what to do to make it better, how to approach it, what to say, he goes out in search of that information in the moment it's happening.

sydney is his soft place.

he feels very anchored and tethered to her and i believe she feels the same with him.

sydney is his respite. his peace. the thought of her literally calms and stills him.

her being energetically seats him.

we saw it penetrate his seismic and consistent panic in real time.

that was clearly displayed for all of us to witness.

he doesn't want to be cruel or unkind or anything other than present and communicative with her.

i'd venture to say he actually doesn't want anything more than that, besides maybe the restaurant to succeed.

now sydney is in her "i have something to prove" era.

she is so driven and so determined but she's also a realist and is inundated and surrounded by all this proof that what she's doing may be foolhardy.

at the very least, it's incredibly risky. it's a jump.

and someone deeply ambitious and creative and tuned in and focused like sydney has such fear of failure.

because she knows what it often means for someone like her.

that's why she overextends herself so continuously.

she's often had to and she thinks it gets her closer to the opposite of failure.

she was not only aware of the gaps carmy's absence was leaving but also planning this tasting menu with a MILLION things on it because something was gonna be the star because it MUST.

and i think the carmy absence flares a bit of abandonment as well, like he's left her in a lurch.

she has feelings about that.

she finds out why he did, and TRIES not to have feelings about that.

that's confusing and she's already beyond stressed out so she tries to stuff it.

her success is so tied to her identity because she's worked so hard to get where she is and still feels like she's not where she wants to be.

so she wrestles with worthiness and worry and the financial climate of affability for restaurants. she's riddled with what if she can't hack it?

she has evidence of that being true in the past.

she has evidence of her past failures and those are what keep her up at night, not the infinite possibilities of her future successes.

and that's also why she picked carmy.

because she was always going to pick the best.

she was always going to follow the career and moves of the standout in the industry.

of the person that made the best meal she's ever had.

so if he's anal retentive or jumpy or doesn't call about changing the structural elements of their restaurant while it's happening, she deals with it because she picked him.

she chose him. and then he chose her.

(and then she lightweight chose him again when she came back)

so that's why when they're talking he so often checks in by looking her in the face, scanning her expression. he instantly picks up on something being off or wrong or him being "shitty".

or why when they're under a damn table, despite being peeved or annoyed with his disappearing acts, she lets out the most vulnerable, softest admissions about the perceived necessity of her contribution and future failure.

or why he responds with "i couldn't do it without you" so instantly, so rapidly, it's like it's etched in him. that's the quickest response he'd given to anything she said to him the entire season, she barely got the words fully out before he was verbally soothing her.

then he STAMPS this by saying "i wouldn't WANT to do this without you."

there was such an unexpectedly, viscerally aching quality to that exchange.

it's honestly searing.

i'm sorry are these wedding vows or are we talking about opening a damn restaurant?

or the way he says "you love taking care of people" to her when she talks about making sugar food.

that's also a stellar mirrored moment because i've seen a few people, i believe @eatandsleepwell is one, talk a lot about how that's one of carmy's main drivers and internal tenants.

they see so much of themselves in each other.

the buried parts, the unknown parts, the odd parts.

the parts they wanna work on. the parts they wanna exalt.

they are so similar. they are also quite different.

they have reflected one another in the narrative since s1 ep1.

they exist so flawlessly within the others interstices.

she wordlessly hands him pepto for his stomach.

he tells her he won't let her fail.

the pulsing undercurrent of sydney and carmy is pretty fucking palpable.

there's people on social media who weren't convinced or didn't ship them last season that have suddenly completely seen the vision.

whether the writers actually go there or not remains to be seen.

i don't necessarily trust that they will or won't to be honest because i know there are so many moving pieces and variables and factors.

ships get bypassed and messed up all the time.

i don't watch any shows for ship guarantees but i know how writer's rooms work.

i'd venture to bet that at least 1/3 of that room DOES have an interest in seeing something happen between carmy and sydney, (maybe even 1/2).

or at the very least the option to have it explored.

different people write different episodes, the showrunner/creator can scratch or add whatever.

scripts are TIRELESSLY edited and shortened.

yet there is alot that makes the final cut that points to the potent carmy and sydney marrow.

him giving her the captain reigns before they served for the first time, her saying 'let it rip'.

to me, sydney walked into that failing sandwich shop with a mission that day, they locked eyes and immediately fused.

something happened to the both of them in that moment and they largely don't even realize or can adequately reckon with its magnitude yet.

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00hyucc · 10 months

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syd x carmy discourse

Okay here’s my thing with syd x carmy discourse. there is such a thing as platonic soulmates. I am ace and 1 million percent agree that it needs to be shown more and explored. But when people say “stop trying to make everything about romance” I think there is a major point being missed.

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Dates of Torture

Summary: when you tell Wednesday you have to reschedule your date due to your hair not being done, she comes up with an alternative that most would run away from … braiding your hair

Pairings: Wednesday x black!female!reader

Warnings: none, cursing maybe?

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Cancelling your date with Wednesday was not on her list of things she liked to see.

Spiders, beheadings, the French Catacombs, bee stings, fencing sword stabbings … those brought a glint to her dark eyes. Your text asking to reschedule brought a stormy, unexplainable, cloud over her entire day, her already sullen mood even more down in the dumps.

Enid said it was disappointment, a feeling Wednesday had never felt before to this degree.

At first the raven haired girl didn’t understand why you couldn’t go out tonight, she hoped you weren’t getting cold feet. While dating a Normie was something that was frowned upon both in Outcast and Normie culture, you assured Wednesday that your social classes didn’t matter to you. That you liked her for her and hoped she liked you for you.

And god, did she like you.

At first she didn’t know what the feeling was. She always wanted to be around you at the Weathervane or when she saw you at Pilgrim World on outreach day, she felt sudden shame wearing an outfit so bright and attention seeking. The more that Wednesday saw you, the more she fought to keep a cold demeanor.

Enid said that she was totally crushing on you and the idea made Wednesday shudder. And not the good kind.

Now, she fully leaned into the idea of being with you and having you around, which made your cancellation more devastating. “Our date is scheduled for this evening, does that not give you enough time to look presentable?” She FaceTimed you after class, not being able to focus on her labs and leaving Xavier to do most of the work.

“It doesn’t work like that for me, Wednesday.” You giggled at her ignorance. It was cute and refreshing to be with someone like her. “I had an appointment to get my hair done earlier and it was cancelled. So now I have to braid my hair myself.”

Wednesday’s brows raised. “Like mine?” She asked innocently.

You shook your head. “Not exactly. It’s like … hold on wait a minute.” You shared your screen on FaceTime to show her the intricate style you were looking to get. “You see all those little braids? You have to add what’s called braiding hair to it to make them long like that and last longer.”

“Oh.” Wednesday said monotonously. “You had those when I first met you at Weathervane.”

You blushed, hiding your face on the phone. “You remember that? That was like a year ago.”

“I remember a lot of things about you.” She said dryly. “Can I braid your hair for you?” Wednesday asked.

Your eyes nearly fell out of your head. The sentiment was sweet but she didn’t truly understand what she was signing up for. “That’s oddly sweet of you.” You smiled. “But, Wednesday, the braids are so small and it normally takes like six hours when I do it or get it done. I can’t put you through that, not for me.”

“Sounds torturous….”

“Exactly.”

“I’m intrigued.” Wednesday smirked. “The time does not scare me, however, not getting to see you today sends a chill down my spine. A chill that I don’t particularly like.”

You stared into her eyes, knowing that you weren’t going to win this. Wednesday was determined and stubborn in everything she did, especially if someone told her she couldn’t do it. “I don’t think you understand what you’re volunteering yourself for.”

“I’m good with my hands, Y/N.” She said matter of factly. “Do you have all of the hair materials you need?”

“Yes, but—”

“It’s settled then.” Wednesday stated. “Pack all of your supplies and meet me at the Nevermore gates at four. I’ll sneak you in and we can do your hair in my dorm, okay?”

You giggled. “Okay, Wednesday, I’ll see you at four.”

Wednesday ended the call, stopping the smirk from growing on her face before her peers could see. She had one more class left of the day before she got a chance to see you, and you were all that was on her mind that afternoon.

“Okay, ow.”

You frowned, grabbing your head. It had been two hours since Wednesday snuck you into her empty dorm since her roommate Enid was spending the afternoon with her boyfriend. Shortly after you arrived, Wednesday began doing your hair. She took one look at all of your combs, gels, and edge control sprawled out on her bed before she organized everything together. For the last hour after her final class she had watched tutorials on how to braid and properly part the sections like the photo you showed her earlier.

To say she was a pro would be an understatement. So much of a pro that she had nailed the tight grip, maybe a bit too tight for your naturally tender scalp.

Wednesday was finishing the last two braids, with absolutely no help from Thing, aside from handing her different combs when she needed them. “I have two left, Y/N, I apologize…for the fifteenth time.”

“I told you I’m tender headed.” You defended, looking at Thing for any sign of help but he was defeated too. He was already upset with Wednesday because he wanted to help braid but she insisted on completing this herself. “Can you let me see the mirror?”

The girl shook her head, standing behind you with her fingers running through your hair quickly. “Absolutely not. You can see when I’m finished.” She turned her head over to thing sharply. “Stop pouting. It’s not a good look for you.” She demanded.

Not even ten minutes later, Wednesday was washing her hands of the oil she had placed on your scalp. She sent Thing to move her full length mirror in front of you, insisting that you keep your eyes closed until she was finished in the bathroom. She wanted to see your reaction to your hair.

“Can I open them now?” You asked.

Wednesday grabbed her phone, thank you Xavier, clicking open the camera quickly. “Yes.” She anxiously awaited to see your open eyes glance in the mirror. When your eyes focused on all of your braids surrounding you and even your little baby hairs in various swoops and curls, you were in shock. Your hair was perfect. “Is it to your liking?” She asked. Snapping a picture of your smile before you moved.

“Wednesday …. I-I love it!” You stuttered out. Everything about what she had done amazed you and it made you so appreciative that she would do something like this for you. “Thank you, you did such a good job!” You pulled her in for a hug, squeezing her just enough for her liking.

She gave you a gentle tap when the affection was becoming too much and you released her. “I was hoping the process would be as torturous as promised. I was disappointed to find it easy.” She shared.

“I have never met someone like you, Wednesday.” You laughed, softly caressing her cheek. “Did you still want to go on our date? We have about an hour until our movie.” You offered, the smirk appearing on her face again.

Wednesday nodded. “You never have to ask if I’d like to spend time with you in a dark room.” The two of you cleaned up the mini-hair salon you had set up on her side of the shared space. Bidding a goodbye to Thing before sneaking out of her dorm room. “Wait, I forgot my phone.” Wednesday said, the statement catching you off guard. She never cared about her phone.

Wednesday went back into her room, grabbing the sleek black phone that lit up with your smiling face as her new lock screen. She took a look at it, smirking to herself, before placing the phone in her back pocket.

Not having your hair done could never be an excuse to cancel a date again.

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