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sofibeth · 2 years
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Random Sonic 2 movie thoughts
Have lot in my mind now that I have time to process it last night 
(Spoilers below)
- Like their could be alot that you can critque bout this flim (1st act bit slow compare to 2nd, fart jokes aren’t funny) but this movie was soo fun I don’t really care as much XD
- I feel you can make a drinking game with how many time Tails say “THAT’S SONIC THE HEDGEHOG!!” I get he’s a kid but it did get kinda annoying after awhile.
- the biased in me wished their was more Sonic and Tails bonding since it was kinda fast but considering how packed this film was they did alright all things considered. The sleeping scene stole my heart!
- “They call us freaks, so let’s get freaky” ya did it ya understood the assignement!
- Okay I’m forever a Tails’ stan but Knuckles was clearly the MVP of this film! They find the right balance of being the funniest character in this film as well being soo heckin cool!
- Man went from trying to kill Sonic to any sec to “Sonic they have sprinkles” iconic
- Compare to Tails Knuckles felt alot more natural from enemy to friend I love they found losing a loved one as a simple connection with him and Sonic to begin bonding with.
- Jim Carry as Eggman was great no surprise, highlight was def going high on Chaos Power!!
- bless Agent Stone he and his actor having the time of his life.
- Speaking a which I like how they handle the humans here giving euongh to do while not overshadowing the main trio.
- I feel the wedding subplot might not be everyone’s cup of tea but 1) the plot twist of being a GUN was amazing and over the top I luv and 2) Rachel performance was so hammy I was just along for the ride.
- I’m glad they pushed Tom and Maddie more into parental role and being ride and die for their hedgehog son. Makes me appreciate their scenes in the beginning due to having payoff by the ending.
- Speaking of which THE LABYRINTH SCENE UP TILL THE ENDING WAS THE LIKE THE BEST/HYPEST PARTS OF THE MOVIE NO CONTEST!
- Ya know your in a room full a sonic fans when everyone cheering over Sonic inhaling a bubble, proud of my audience last night.
- Final Sonic vs Knuckles fight, best animated scene I wanna watch it again just to see every single detail.
- I know they showed death robot in trailers but yea seeing the whole cilmax they did everything with justice hard to talk about everything.
- I hadn’t felt this strong bout Team Sonic in a long time and seeing the trio working felt satifiying! Good thing since Knuckles isn’t confided to an island in this universe cause this mean this group can work in long term. 
- Also look I was expecting thr after credit to be hype but HAVING SUPER SONIC IN THIS FILM WAS MY POP OFF MOMENT OKAY!! I LOVE THEY PULLED FROM SA1 WITH SONIC DRAWING HIS POWER FROM LOVE OF HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS! HE LOOKS SOO GOOD AND GOT CHILLS WHEN HE STOP DEATH ROBOT’S HAND HE SOO COOOL AHHHH!!!
- I glad all the fanart of movie Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles hanging out is canon, take the Ws.
- Regarding the after credit scene I glad they’re keeping some aspects of Shadow present, having alot more faith in how he’s portrayed considering how well they understood Knuckles. I do hope Amy gets her jump into the movie verse soon, feel she can fit in since they establish the whole heroes order thing.
- And yes my theater popped off, shoutout to the dude who stand up and yelled “LET’S **CKIN GOO!”
- man we gotta wait like 2/3 years for the next film at least got my fox boy so wait won’t be as bad.
Overall yea I don’t think non-sonic fans will have a much of a fun time but this film is definiely a Sonic’s fan’s fever dream of movie it was just sooo fun to sit through. (what is worth I saw kids and parents in my group enjoying the film as well) 
Anywho this film gonna live rent free in my mind for weeks I apologize!
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Lip Sync Battle Birthday Bash
Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader
Word count: 1.5k
Synopsis: Zendaya incorporates a lip sync battle into Tom’s birthday party, only you were unaware you’re featured in it
A/N: To celebrate Tom’s birthday. Idk what this is, but it’s something 😭
Also, If you happen to not have heard of Tom Holland’s Lip Sync Battle, I suggest you watch it immediately: Tom’s Lip Sync Battle
Warnings: ⚠️ lil sugestive ig but mostly fluff
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Tom’s birthday called for a fun party. Only involving close friends, of course. No surprises were in store. That is- until Zendaya became ringleader of an impromptu lip sync battle. Which you agreed to be part of, assuming it would be simple. Nothing too extravagant.
“Z, WHAT is this?” You enquired with a rather harsh whisper, as you held the shiny material and fishnets in your hands. Z had swept you away from the pleasant party you had created, and brought you into the other room, in order to cultivate her devious plan. Zendaya only grinned mischievously at your response. “Listen, it's going to be girls vs boys, OK? Only, I told Tom that he would go up with Harrison, Sam, Tuwaine and Jacob, and just bust out some moves to any song of their choice. Little do they know….” Zendaya whispered excitedly, “we have a fully choreographed and costumed routine.” She grinned wildy. “Also, do you have any umbrellas around, perchance?” Zendaya eagerly looked around the room.
“Zendaya! I can’t do this! Just you and me??? I don’t even know Tom’s old dance-” you rambled.
“We have Harry too, he asked some questions when he saw some fishnets hanging out of my bag, so I had no choice but to recruit him. And, if you don’t know the dance for sure, follow along with me, or make something up. But I am sure you’ve seen that video a little more than you let on.” Zendaya laughed, only earning an eye roll from you.
“Come on, y/n, this will be my revenge! Do you know just how many times Tom has rubbed in that he won that stupid thing?” 
“Fine,” You groaned, “I’ll just stand behind you during your little performance,” you sneered.
“Nuh uh, you’re front and center, after all, your Tom’s leading lady,”
You began to persist, but Z grasped your arm, walking you back into the party.
There were only the boys, watching some football and drinking beers. But the two of you were still given some glances. You just managed to hide the costume behind your back, before anyone could take notice. Aside from the few birthday balloons hanging around, it felt like a normal weekend. Jacob and Zendaya had flown in to celebrate Tom’s birthday, and there had been a large group dinner the previous night. Hence why the birthday itself was rather low-key.
“Ladies and gents, we will now be moving this party outside, if you will!” Zendaya yelled to the group.
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The party moved outside, and lawn chairs were splayed across the grass, facing the slightly raised patio at the back of the house. You stood next to Tom as the two of you overlooked both Harry and Zendaya plugging in a speaker and discussing their performance in hushed tones.
“What are they doing?” Tom mumbled to you.
“I’m not sure,” you whispered, still confused by the whole affair.
Harry held his hands up and faced the rest of the group yelling “alright, alright, we are going to do a celebratory lip sync battle. The teams will be me, Zendaya, and y/n, up against the rest of you, Tom, Haz, Sam, Tuwaine and Jacob.
“That’s bold of you mate, three versus five?” Tom countered. The boys were always up to games, and were never not competitive.
“Originally it was just gonna be girls, Tom, but your brother here hopped onto my performance,” Zendaya sneered in defense. “Now the rest of you, choose what song you're gonna compete with.”
Tom huffed, and left you with a brief kiss on the cheek, as he joined a huddle with the boys. You joined Zendaya and the two of you watched their huddled discussion. “Idiots.” she said, and leant into you, whispering, “They don’t know what they’re in for.” You laughed.
The boys recovered from their huddle and Harrison proudly spoke on behalf of  the group, yelling, “Courtesy of Tom, we are going to be performing, “My Heart will Go On.”
Both you and Zendaya booed them, in opposition to their cheers. Then, they set up their song and performed. The whole charade was comical. Tuwaine was held within Tom’s grasp, arms spread apart, in recreation of the ‘Titanic pose.’ Sam and Jacob exhibited some graceful dancing around the two, and Harrison dramatically mouthed the words, beer bottle in hand, in place of a microphone. It was obvious the boys were rather intoxicated, as they idiotically danced, and swayed standing up. They earned a few cheers, but most of you erupted in laughter in response to their performance.
“You ready,” Z asked.
“No.” 
Z groaned, but turned to the rest of the party and shouted, “Boys we need a minute of preparation,” to which they responded with a chorus of ‘ooh’s
Zendaya dragged you to the nearest bathroom, where the two of you got dressed, in a pretty close replica of what Tom wore for his performance. Zendaya then sat you down and applied some makeup on you, followed by herself, and Harry. You put a black haired wig on Harry, just like the one Tom wore, and he couldn’t help but begin to regret agreeing to perform alongside you two. Your laughter at his appearance faltered when Tom rapped on the bathroom door, “You idiots ready yet?” He said to the three of you.
“No, Tom! Just sit and wait on the lawn,” Zendaya yelled, irritated. You laughed, and Tom groaned before walking away. After your looks were completed, Zendaya peeked out the door, making sure you were all in the clear. It was basically dark out, and the backyard was only illuminated by a few small lights. “Ok y/n, Harry and I will walk out first, then when the chorus hits, you join us. Ooh, and stand between us, you know, you a little further up, Harry and I spread behind you, like a triangle, ok?” Zendaya rambled, “Tom, cue the music!!!” She yelled. You peeked out the back door and saw the boys sitting on the lawn chairs, Tom with his phone in hand, pushing play on the music.
Both Harry and Zendaya walked outside, in view of the group, who erupted in cheers and idiotic laughter. Harry chucked a flashlight at the boys, which Sam caught, and angled up at the both of them. Harry began mouthing a part of the song. And all the boys began doubling over in laughter. Tom, on the contrary, had his head in his hands, in embarrassment. 
Umbrella in hand, you awkwardly walked out, sporting the fishnets, as the chorus played and all the boys below you broke out in a fit of even more laughter and cheers. Some pulling out phones to record. 
Tom sat in shock as the rest of the boys laughed at him. His face went a little red as he watched you, whilst you waltzed around the umbrella in laughter alongside Harry and Zendaya. Harry received the most laughter, however, as he awkwardly danced, an umbrella held over his head.
The dance continued, and Tom tensed as you walked over to him whilst the lyrics continued to play. The other boys erupted in a chorus of laughter and cheers when you danced in front of Tom, just as he approached Zendaya in his own performance. It was evident he enjoyed the entire fiasco, but was flushed with embarrassment.
You retreated back to the patio and continued to dance, alongside Harry and Zendaya, still receiving cheers from the boys, however less climatic with a lack of rainfall in comparison to Tom’s.
The lyrics ended and the music stopped. The round of cheers, claps and laughter from the boys was immense, and Zendaya engulfed you in a hug, the two of you out of breath from fits of laughter.
“THAT’S ONE ALL HOLLAND!” Zendaya snickered and yelled in the direction of your boyfriend.
He only responded with a “Yeah, yeah, whatever,” still rather pink in the face as the two of you walked down to the lawn and joined the rest of the crew. Both you and Zendaya earned a pat on the back from the boys, but Harry was ridiculed immensely. Harrison stole his wig and ran around in it. Tuwaine and Jacob smothered the poor boy in tackles. And Sam just pointed and laughed at his brother. Although, Harry managed to plant kisses on both Tuwaine and Jacob, who now had remnants of red lipstick smeared across their cheeks.
Overall, the performance was a success as you were given a standing ovation, and both you and Zendaya bowed gratefully. Tom whistled, two fingers against his lips.
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thr-333 · 4 years
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Just Another Class Trip :) Part 8
News gets out and everyone handles it calmly and respectfully.
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“Hi Tom, Sabine, how are you,” Selina gives a fake smile, not waiting for them to answer, “So Marinette's in town,”
“Yes is something wrong?” Tom asks worriedly.
“No nothing is wrong,” If you didn’t count the villain attacking the pool yesterday as wrong, “It’s just um, you know how I never told you who her father was?”
“Yes,”
“Well, apparently Gotham didn’t need the help and figured it out pretty much immediately,”
“So does that mean we finally get to be in the loop?” Tom’s eyes sparkle, he had always bothered her for the identity of his adopted daughter's father.
“Oh no one special, you probably haven’t heard of him,” They most certainly have, “Bruce Wayne?”
“... You dated Bruce Wayne?” The man who had become like a brother to her asks.
“I’m actually engaged to him now,” that already sounded so complicated and it wasn't even the tip of the iceberg. How did her life become so complicated? Well, at least she had managed to keep Marinette from it, well at least for a while.
“Congratulations!” He booms, “Oh what's the theme? We'll make you a cake! Wait no we cant send it by plane… what am I talking about! We’ll come to Gotham to make it! Unless it’s a destination wedding? A beach might be hard but I’m always up for a challenge,”
“Tom, Tom, it’s exciting I know,” Where did Marinette fall on the nature vs nurture scale? Because these two reacted exactly the same way, “But we have bigger problems right now!”
“What's the matter, Selina?” Sabine asks with motherly concern, much better than Selina could ever hope to manage.
“People figured it out… pretty much the second she stepped into Gotham at that,” Selina sighs, “The press is going crazy with theories, paparazzi basically stalking Marinette, Bruce is trying to talk to her about it … and he saw me with her, he knows somethings up,”
“Do you think it’s time we spilled the beans?” Tom asks, calming down from his wedding excitement, “Marinette's always known she was adopted but…”
“Not that I’m her mother? Yeah,” Silence hangs in the air for a while, the screen being the only source of light in her dark safe house, “You know I can try and work through this, no one has to know,”
“Hm…. if you think it’s best,” Sabine nods, before looking to her husband, “But if you want or need to tell people this would be the time,”
“Is… is that alright with you?”
“We love Marinette, and we know she’ll still love us no matter what, if our little family wants to grow then we should let it!” Tom exclaims, she should have known they would be fine with it, always so accepting that's one of the reasons she chose them to take care of her daughter.
“I’ll think about it,” She promises, cutting off the call to be alone with her thoughts.
Apparently her biggest hurdle was actually plucking up the courage to tell everyone. She thought she should at least tell Marinette, but lo and behold here they were in the Wayne manor waiting to hold a meeting about how to handle the rumor and Marinette is still in the dark. Well, she has no other choice but to commit now, try and get Marinette through her trip and out of the city without anyone being the wiser. Hell, she had kept the world's greatest detective from knowing for all these years surely this would be no more trouble.
Despite that, she ran into a little bitty problem while Bruce was explaining to Marinette how to handle the press; her conscience. It had been this annoying thing that started growing more and more as she spent time around Bruce. And now that they were engaged it decided to be a royal pain in her neck trying to convince her to be honest and tell the truth, how was that going to help with their marriage!
Surely this would be the worst possible place to admit it. Not only was Marinette and Bruce here, but the entire damn Batfamily to boot, sans Jason. If she were to tell now there would no doubt be bloodshed. No, the best way, if she was going to tell them, would be later in private, she could get Bruce to drive them back to the hotel and take a detour along the way, then she could tell them and bam! They would both know and her conscience would leave her alone, that was certainly the best plan of action-
And then Marinette smiled at him and Bruce smiled back, she didn’t even know what was said but goddammit-
“Marinette's our daughter!”
Everything in the room stops. Even those happy to mill about their conversation on the other size pause, a glass drops, she doesn't even wait for it to shatter before continuing. Floodgates are open now, no going back.
“Seventeen years ago, took her to Paris, pretended to be her Aunt, let Tom and Sabine raise her!” She stood up, bolting from the room, not stopping until she was far from Wayne manor.
Yep, I think I handled that well.
They all stood frozen, staring at the door Aunt, no Selina, her Mother had just run out. Everything was silent, for about two seconds before incomprehensible screeching. Or at least that's what it sounded like to her as everyone started shouting over each other.
“Did you know!?”
“No! How would I know?!”
“How could you not know! Everyone else did!”
“You didn’t!”
“That's because he said it wasn't true!”
“How the fuck-”
“Bruce why ,”
“By god how reckless can you be!?”
“This is… wow,”
Marinette didn’t stick around to hear the rest, slipping out the door Selina had disappeared through, like mother like daughter she guessed. Speaking of, she needed to call her Maman and Papa first, had the known all along? She was meant to just be an average girl… who’s a superhero… and vigilante…. And famous fashion designer…. And guardian- ok maybe she hadn't done a great job at the whole ‘ordinary girl’ thing, be she had liked to think she was normal at least once in her life… apparently not.
“Marinette sweetie!” Her Papa’s voice boomed over the call, “How are you?”
“Aunt Selina- not- how- I-”
“Oh, she told you?” Her Maman spoke more quietly than her Papa, calm voice calming her down.
“Me, and everyone else,” Marinette sat down at the steps to Wayne Manor, looking out at the front gardens without really seeing anything.
“Yes we thought she might, are you ok sweetie?”
“I’m shocked,”
“Yes well knowing her she didn’t handle it too well,�� Papa spoke knowingly.
“She bolted now I’m stuck at Wayne Manor,” Marinette supplies, not that she really had a better place to be.
“Yes, that's like her,” She can hear her Maman laugh a little, “How are you feeling?”
“A little confused,” A lot confused.
“When she was pregnant with you she came to us, she and Bruce apparently didn’t have a very stable relationship back then and didn’t think either of them could take care of you,” Maman explains, “So she came to us, asking for just to raise you, she wasn't going to be a part of your life but I think she loved you more than expected because she kept coming back and eventually became your Auntie Selina,”
“Thats… wow,”
“Need some time?”
“Yeah,”
“Take all the time you need,” Papa encouraged, “We’re always here for you, and we love you,”
“I love you too,” Marinette smiles, letting the call drop staring off into nothingness.
The Kwamis came out of hiding to cuddle close but left her to her thoughts which Marinette appreciated. They sat in silence for a long time, Marinette worked out that she didn’t mind so much. Sure it was a shock, but it didn’t change how much she loved her parents, and it meant her family had just gotten a little bigger, or a lot bigger as Bruce had introduced her to a lot of people. The only thing left to worry about was the others, they didn’t seem very happy at the news.
Before Marinette can let the dread of that fester too long the front door opens, catching her attention as Bruce steps through. He seemed tired, and was that bruise a punch mark!?- no nevermind she wasn't going to ask. He comes to sit down next to her, neither talking for a while as they both stare out at the garden.
“... So Selina left?” He asks eventually.
“Yep, and I don’t think she’s coming back any time soon,”
“Of course not,” She shakes his head, a little amused, “Did she tell you?”
“No, but my parents knew- wait I didn’t mean!-”
“It’s fine,” He assures, settling her panic, “I just found out, I can hardly be considered a parent,”
“Guess not… What about the others?”
“Oh they’re a little shocked,” Bruce puts it lightly, his bruise being a dead give away, “I think they expected me to adopt you long before suspecting we were already related,”
“Just how many siblings do I have,” Marinette half mutters to herself, “wait- are they my siblings?”
“Depends who you ask, Dick? Yes, I think he already left to find decorations for your room,”
“I have a room?”
“If Dick has anything to say about it, also I suspect Alfred already set you up one, although I couldn't tell you when,”
“Of course he did,” That man seemed to know more than all of them combined, “So does that mean I can stay over some time?”
“Certainly, although I might suggest waiting a day or two,” He looks back at the mansion, light-catching his bruise.
“I might give it three, just to be sure,” She smiles, still wondering what happened there.
They start talking, catching up on each other's lives. Marinette skirts around anything that doesn't pertain to her identity as Marinette, Ladybug, MDC, Starling the whole gang. They are only interrupted by Marinette's phone buzzing, she picks it up, Adrien was the one to call but both Chloe and Kagami are there with him.
“Marinette,” Adrien says urgently, “Remember Cuppy?”
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mcwriting · 3 years
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His Mobius
Lol y'all gonna hate me for this one but what can I say, I'm obsessed with this ship and slightly disappointed in the season finale.
Not my normal jam so sorry to those who only follow me for T. Holland content
Picks up where ep 6 leaves off. Don't read if you don't wanna get spoiled lol.
Ship: Loki vs. Mobius M. Mobius (one-sided)
Word Count: 1212
Warnings: it's sad boi hours in here y'all prepare to have your heart ripped out for a second; also spoilers
The color had drained from Loki's face as he realized what was going on when he stared at the giant statue of He Who Remains.
With the intense branching of timelines, Sylvie had kicked him into a random, newly-born universe.
He turned back to the man he knew-
No. He didn't know this man.
This was Mobius. M. Mobius, but not his Mobius. M. Mobius.
"I... I- I- I need a tempad, please," Loki begged the not-his-Mobius.
"Don't you have one? Wait- I'm sorry, who are you again? You never answered my question," not-Mobius said with growing suspicion.
He didn't know this Loki, or seem to know any Lokis at all, but he still knew to question guys who came up asking frantic questions and requesting other agents' tempads.
Loki didn't know how to answer.
For once he wanted to tell the truth, but there was no way he'd be able to explain things to this not-Mobius. He didn't have time. He needed to find his Mobius.
With a swift glance, he located not-Mobuis's tempad and with even swifter precision snatched it from the man.
"Hey wait!" he cried, but it was too late.
Loki had already punched in random numbers and opened a portal, stepping through into the unknown.
The yellow rectangle behind Loki closed as soon as he stepped through, and he knew that with all the chaos, he probably wouldn't ever be found.
As he got his bearings, Loki started to register the sights and sounds around him, along with the humid heat that made his already sweaty skin feel even stickier.
He blinked a couple times before realizing what he was looking at.
Somewhat.
He was in a rainforest.
"Midgard. This- I'm on earth," he muttered to himself, brows furrowed.
Back before the TVA, he'd spent years plotting his takeover of the planet. The Asgardian libraries had contained books filled with knowledge about earth's nature and climate systems, something he'd used to his advantage when planning where he wanted to rule from.
While he didn't know a thing about earth customs or technology, Loki could easily tell the difference between a chimpanzee and a capuchin, or explain how hibiscus flowers were great in tea.
The real question was when is he?
Loki looked at his tempad.
Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica. 2015.
It made sense. Loki remembered that the country was known for its lush landscapes.
There was no telling what universe he was in. He wondered if he could find someone to fill in in the 3 years since the battle of New York, if that had even happened in this timeline.
He took a look around. The foliage was bright green, and he spotted a toucan on a nearby branch. There was the occasional scream of a howler monkey echoing through the trees.
A few feet away, just past a few trees, was a dirt path. Signs that people had walked this trail many times.
Of course, a worry popped into the back of Loki's head that claimed a hungry jaguar had paced there as it looked for a meal, trampling the grass in search of prey.
His fears were quelled, however, when he heard faint voices nearing.
He stepped behind a wide tree and watched carefully as a man in a neon shirt led a family down the trail.
Loki spotted 5 kids, who all looked between the ages of 8 and 18. Interspersed among them were 4 adults who looked to be in their 40s or 50s.
At the back of the pack walked two older men. A shorter guy with snow white hair who looked to be in his 70s, and a taller one whose hair was very much salt-and-peppered, likely in his 60s.
The brightly-clothed guide was explaining to them all of the wonderful things Costa Rica had to offer, from its diverse flora and fauna to the beaches, mountains, and rainforests.
Loki was about to pop out from the wood and ask if this family could explain what the avengers were up to, or if they even existed at all here. He knew he would look ridiculous with his torn up TVA clothes but didn't care.
Finding Mobius was more important.
Before he could call out a greeting, he stopped dead in his tracks, blood running cold.
That voice.
He knew that voice anywhere.
The shorter old guy had cut in to make a joke to his family.
"I need to know where to get a jet ski around here."
Mobius.
That was him, but what was he doing here?
Loki felt weird seeing what it would have looked like for his Mobius to live on earth up to this point, assuming that the TVA variants of him had been plucked from the mid-1990s.
"Daaaad," one of the middle aged women groaned.
He has a daughter. Are those his grandchildren?
"You know we brought you on vacation to get you away from your jet ski, right dad?" another of the middle-agers said, a man who looked to be the youngest in his generation group.
A son as well?
"I'll have you know that the jet ski was the greatest invention of our time, of all history, even!" old-Mobius explained light-heartedly.
The taller man next to him placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I think we can manage a week without, my dear."
Loki gasped.
That was him speaking to old-Mobius. Well, not him, but an old version of him.
It didn't make sense.
Loki was well over 1000 years old. An Asgardian diety. A jotun.
He wouldn't just age like that. Not unless he sacrificed something to do so.
Loki couldn't help but notice, though, that while old-Loki's face was considerably wrinklier than his own, the man he looked at was void of worry lines around his eyes and forehead.
He looked genuinely happy.
Loki shifted as best he could to stay hidden behind the tree as he watched what played out ahead of him.
"Oh, alright, alright. I guess I can manage going without ole Lightning for the week if it means I've got y'all to entertain me. But just know that I'm taking everyone out on the lake as soon as we get back to Texas."
Old-Mobius, or whatever his midgardian name really was, smiled at his old-Loki, placing an hand over his lower back.
"I think that can be arranged," old-Loki agreed, quickly pressing a kiss to old-Mobius's temple as he wrapped an arm over the shorter man's shoulders.
Loki didn't even realize that there were tears sliding down his cheeks until the pang in his heart made him turn away from the happy family.
Because it wasn't just Mobius's family, it was his.
He didn't know how the two had found each other, how this Loki had somehow evaded godhood to live a domestic, midgardian life.
Loki couldn't stay here. He couldn't disturb and be caught by them.
He needed to find his Mobius, maybe figure out how to start a life like that.
It wouldn't be easy, jumping through the multiverse searching for that hard-headed, sarcastic, witty, crazy TVA analyst Loki had somehow fallen for, but he had to try.
So with the coast clear, he reset the tempad and stepped through another portal.
For his Mobius.
A/N: my heart is going to explode. Why did I feel the need to torture myself in this way? Anyways, I wrote it, so y'all gotta read it.
I don't make the rules.
Let me know what you thought! I love and hate this simultaneously so I'd love some feedback. Thanks for reading!!
Once again, sorry for those who follow me for Tom Holland stuff but I really wanted to write this!
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cali-holland · 4 years
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Just a Little Secret- Harrison Osterfield One Shot
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Pairing: Harrison Osterfield X Holland!Reader
Prompt: Maybe quarantining with your secret boyfriend and your two overprotective younger brothers wasn’t a good idea…
Word Count: 4600
Warnings: swearing (especially towards the end oops), sexual innuendos? references to sex? probably some reference to alcohol... my bad
Masterlist   Harrison Osterfield Masterlist
*Gif is not mine*
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When quarantine began over a month ago, you decided to stay at home with your parents, Sam, and Paddy. This, of course, upset your boyfriend Harrison, as he wanted to use this lockdown as an excuse to be with you 24/7- what he forgot to consider was that you’d be living with him, two of your brothers, and Tuwaine. Tom, Harry, and Tuwaine would let you stay in the guest room in a heartbeat, but you knew better than to accept that offer though. It was hard enough to keep your secret relationship with Harrison, well, a secret for the past five months; it’d be even harder for your relationship to go undetected while living under the same roof as Harry and Tom.
“Are you sure you don’t want to?” Harrison pouted as you two sat up having a late night facetime call.
“Yes, I can’t stay there. It’s too risky.” You replied. It’s been two weeks into quarantine by this point.
Harrison just wanted to hold you and you just wanted him to hold you, too. You two had done the long distance thing before, but that was different time zones distance, not a five minute drive distance.
“You can stay in the guest room. We won’t even share a room.” He let out a whine, trying his best to get you to agree. You couldn’t take his puppy dog eyes seriously though.
“You mean the guest room conveniently next to your room and not near any other rooms?” You laughed lightly in a teasing tone.
“Maybe.”
“You need to shave.” You said, wanting to change the topic.
“Come over here and shave it then.” He smirked smugly as he changed it right back.
“Nope.” You shook your head. Your eyes popped above your phone to the door for a moment when you heard a creak outside your room- probably just Sam going to bed late like always.
“Guess it’s just gonna stay then.” Harrison shrugged with a cheeky smile.
“Guess I won’t facetime you anymore then.” You quipped, and the pout returned to his face. You let out a little laugh, “No, I think I can get behind it.”
“Mhm,” He hummed from your approval.
“I miss you.” You sighed.
“I miss you, too.” His blue eyes shone in sadness; you’d never been so close to each other yet so far away.
You stayed on the facetime call with him, talking and getting lost in his eyes, until you fell asleep. It happened almost every night; you two would facetime until one went to sleep, just content with the small amount of time you got to see each other.
The next morning, your mum insisted that you and Sam head off to the grocery store to pick up some more essentials. It wasn’t until you were getting some fresh vegetables that Sam questioned you about your late night phone calls.
“So, who’s the guy?” Sam asked.
“What?” You replied, claiming ignorance despite knowing exactly what he meant.
“You’re always up late talking to someone. Who is it?” He tried to play it off as a ‘cool brother’ routine by focusing on the broccoli in front of him. His tone and actions just told you that he was concerned and trying not to be bothered by the subject.
“It’s no one.” You answered. You didn’t really want it to go any further.
And before it could go any further, you and Sam heard an excited voice from behind the two of you.
“Y/N! Sam!” Your twin smiled happily, pulling you in for a hug before giving Sam one as well.
“Tom, what are you doing here?” You asked. You didn’t mind that he just broke one of the ‘rules’ of quarantine- he was your twin after all.
“We needed milk.” He said. He pointed back to Harrison, who rounded the corner and lit up when he saw you.
“Well, well, look who we have here.” Harrison teased, placing the milk in the cart Tom had.
“Hey, Haz.” You smiled. You took a moment to check him out a little, your eyes lingering on his newly grown facial hair. He sent a smirk your way as he not so subtly eyed your own body. Thankfully, Sam and Tom were caught up in their own conversation, completely oblivious to you and Harrison.
“I just remembered that Tom and I need some bread. Want to help me get some?” Your boyfriend asked you with a cheeky grin, not trying hide his innuedo from you.
“Sure.” You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend’s obvious attempts to get you away from your brothers. Once concealed in the bread aisle, Harrison’s hands cupped your cheeks and he pulled you in for a hungry kiss. His tongue dove into your mouth almost immediately. You refrained from giggling into the kiss as his facial hair tickled your face lightly. It wasn’t nearly that long, but you hadn’t actually kissed him when he was sporting anything more than a little stubble. After a moment, his hands began to roam your body and you came to your senses. You pulled away from him, making him whine.
“Haz, we’re in a grocery store.” You said.
“Bathroom or car? I say we got about eight minutes before they wonder where we are.” Harrison teased.
“We’re not having a quickie in a grocery store.” You slapped his arm.
“Technically the car’s in the-“ He was cut off by you kissing him again. Your hands got tangled in his hair as his hands snaked their way to your waist. As his hands ventured even lower down your body, you felt him start to smile into the kiss, proud that he was able to cop a feel of what he’d been missing. You involuntarily moaned as his hands rubbed on your ass, pulling you closer to him.
“Haz, we need to go back.” You pulled away from the kiss. He groaned, but he knew you were right. Sam and Tom would find you two if you took any longer. He fixed his hair and grabbed the first package of bread he could. 
“Do you approve of the beard now that you’ve seen it?” He asked you, pulling you close to him again in the aisle.
“I like it.” You smiled, running a hand over his slightly hairy jaw.
“Good. Because it stays until you move in.” Harrison teased. 
Before you two rounded the corner for the produce section, he gave you one last kiss and then you two pulled apart, putting on the act of just friends in front of your brothers.
For the next couple nights, whenever you’d facetime, Harrison would beg you to go stay at his place and your answer was always a simple no. One day, it stopped, and you didn’t question it until just a few days later a pink package showed up in the mail.
“You do some online shopping?” Your mum asked teasingly, handing you the package.
“No?” You replied, before looking at it curiously. The big pink VS was the first clue that your obnoxious secret boyfriend sent it to you. Sam gave you a questioning look and you just laughed it off, “Oh yeah, I forgot about this.”
You quickly excused yourself to your room and opened the package once you got some privacy. Harrison was such a little shit sending you sexy black lingerie while you were staying at your parents, instead of at his place. It was taking everything in you to not move over there.
‘Did you get my gift? Said it was delivered.’ Harrison texted you immediately after you opened it.
‘Yes.’ You replied curtly.
‘Do I get to see it 😇 (angel face)’
‘Not today at least.’
‘Come over and show me?’
‘No.’ You added the period just for effect.
‘Please 😭 (crying face)’
You sighed. You really, really wanted to be with Harrison, but you also knew that there was no way you two could handle the constant pressure of keeping your relationship hidden. It was hard already since he lived with your brothers, but now to put all four of you, stuck together, under one roof- that would be the biggest challenge yet.
You called up Tom, and he answered almost immediately, excited to hear from you.
“Hey, Tommy, can I ask a favor?”
~~~
And so, Harrison had won the quarantine debate. He was more than happy to help you with your bags when you moved in the next day, and he was more than happy to show you to your room, right beside his and practically closed off to the other bedrooms. You barely got your bedroom door closed behind you before he embraced you in a tight hug.
“Haz!” You quietly exclaimed, not expecting him to be so physically needy so quickly.
“I missed you.” He said, kissing you. His stubble had grown longer since you saw him at the store and it tickled your chin as his lips moved against yours. His hands on your waist, pulled your hips into his.
“So much.” He mumbled against your lips, walking you to backwards until he could sit on your bed and you situated yourself in his lap.
“I missed you, too.” You let out a small moan as his lips went straight for the sweet spot on your neck, still knowing exactly how to get you going. “Haz, no hickeys.”
You couldn’t but laugh at his playfully murmured “No” before he continued to pepper your neck with kisses. His hands began to roam under your shirt, until you two were pulled back to reality.
“Hey, Y/N, what do you want for dinner?” Tom shouted, his footsteps coming down the hall. You jumped away from Harrison, just in time for your brother to open your door.
“What do we have?” You asked, busying yourself with unpacking your suitcase. Harrison preoccupied himself with putting away your books and such, acting like just a good friend helping you get comfortable in the new room.
“Uh, I don’t actually know.” Your twin admitted.
“What about spaghetti?” Harrison suggested, “We’ve got stuff for that.”
“Yeah, that works.” You nodded, approvingly.
“Alright, I’ll start on it.” Tom said, heading out of the room. Once he was out of sight, you playfully slapped Harrison’s arm.
“What was that for?” He asked, rubbing the hurt spot.
“We’re so going to get caught.” You stated.
“Mm, maybe it won’t be that bad.” He replied, placing his hands on your waist. He pecked your nose and smiled, “Besides we wouldn’t have to hide anymore.”
“Tom would kill you, you know that.” You were right and you both knew it. When Tom introduced you, his twin sister, to Harrison, he’d (jokingly) told Harrison that you were off limits. You and Harrison pushed aside your feelings for each other for years, knowing it’d be a challenge to win Tom’s approval- which you didn’t need, but you didn’t want to upset your brother’s friendship. You kissed Harrison again, reassuringly, “We’ll tell him when we’re ready.”
Just under an hour later, you found yourself sitting at the dining room table, surrounded by the boys and enjoying Tom’s dinner. Harrison sat across from you, his feet teasingly rubbing against yours. You shot him a quick glare, which your housemates thankfully missed, as a way to tell him to stop. He kept a poker face as his foot inched higher.
“Hey, Harrison,” Tuwaine distracted your boyfriend. He teasingly wiggled an eyebrow at him, asking, “Did your girl get your quarantine gift?”
Harrison’s face turned red as all eyes landed on him, including your horrified eyes. His feet dropped down off your legs instantly. You spoke up involuntarily, “Your what?”
“Harrison here has a secret girlfriend.” Tom said with a laugh from beside you. “We caught him shopping for her at Victoria’s Secret, so naturally we helped him out.”
“You didn’t help-“ Harrison started, looking at you apologetically. So he had slipped up. Your brothers- plus Tuwaine, knew he had a girlfriend now; they just didn’t realize it was you. Your stomach twisted as you processed Tom’s words- he had helped Harrison pick out the lingerie that you currently wore under your clothes (yes, you had worn Harrison’s gift, thinking it’d be a nice surprise for him to see, but now you weren’t so sure). Trying to calm yourself, you went to drink some water.
“Yeah, we did. The black one right?” You choked on your drink as your twin laughed some more, thinking Harrison’s embarrassment was the best thing in the world. 
“You alright?” Harry asked, concerned by your coughing.
“Y-yeah,” you cleared your throat. “Went the wrong way.”
Thankfully, the conversation ended there. It wasn’t until later that night that you could confront Harrison about it. Everyone else had gone to bed and so he snuck next door into your room.
“What the hell, Haz?” You questioned as soon as he closed the door quietly behind him. You kept your voice low, in case anyone happened to be awake still.
“They didn’t-“ He sighed at your pointed look, you demanded the truth from him. “Okay, they helped me pick out one of the sets, but I didn’t buy it. The one I sent you was the one I picked out all on my own. Come on, I’m not going to have your brothers unknowingly pick out lingerie for you.”
“Still. My brothers caught you buying lingerie for me.”
“They don’t know it’s you.” He insisted.
“Haz, my parents and Sam know I just got a box of Victoria’s Secret.” You replied, and Harrison took your hands in his.
“They’re not going to connect the dots. You buy yourself new underwear all the time. Not that I’m complaining.” Harrison smiled, cheekily. “Now, can I see your present? I need to know if I did a good job.”
“As long as you’re quiet.” You stated, letting his hands wander to remove your shirt.
“I’ll try my best.” He teased, pulling you in for a passionate kiss.
~~~
You and Harrison managed to go about keeping your secret safe for another week. He snuck into your room each night once everyone had gone to sleep and you two would make up for lost time from the day. He’d sneak back out early in the morning before anyone was up.
Still, you two managed to sneak around for a week, until Tuwaine found out. Tom and Harry were, thankfully, walking Tessa while you were preparing dinner. Harrison came into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing kisses to your neck- his way of sweetly telling you that he wanted attention.
“Haz, not in the kitchen. I’m trying to make dinner.” You laughed softly, his beard tickling your neck. He had still yet to shave it, and you had started to really enjoy it.
“I can think of something else I’d rather eat.” He teased, slapping you butt a little to get his point across. You let out a laugh at his horniness, trying to stay focused on the steak in front of you.
“Oh my god!” Tuwaine exclaimed. He’d walked right into the kitchen, just in time to hear Harrison’s dirty comment. Harrison jumped away from you, holding his hands up in surrender.
“Tuwaine!” He cleared his throat, face turning red. You hid your own face in your hands, refusing to look at your friend. Harrison tried to explain himself, but you knew it was no use- there was no denying what Tuwaine had just witnessed, “I was just- I meant I wanted chicken tonight-”
“Y/N’s your secret girlfriend? The one we-”
“For the last time, I didn’t buy that one!” Harrison cut him off.
“This- this is weird, man.” Tuwaine said, pointing between the two of you.
“Please, just, don’t tell anyone. No one knows.” You pleaded, finally turning to look him in the eye.
“I won’t. Just, please god, not in the kitchen. Keep it in your pants, mate.” He fake gagged, proceeding to get himself a glass of water.
“Thanks.” Harrison said sarcastically. Once Tuwaine left, your boyfriend reached to wrap his arms around you, and you swatted his hand away.
“They’ll be back any minute.” You stated, shaking your head. He sighed, but settled for not touching you as Harry and Tom returned home.
Another few days went by with minimal difficulties. The five of you were getting along well, with the help of alcohol of course. You’d lived in a house with four boys before, two of which were the same boys as now; the chaoticness of the household wasn’t anything new to you. 
“Hey, Y/N! Sam’s on the phone!” Harry smiled, walking into the living room with his phone in hand.
“Sam!” You exclaimed happily as Harry sat next to you on the couch. You put your laptop aside to focus on the facetime call.
“Y/N, I can’t believe you left me with Paddy!” Sam groaned, through the phone.
“Hey, I heard that!” You and Harry laughed, hearing your youngest brother’s voice come through the phone.
“Hey, Paddy!” You smiled as he came into view beside Sam.
“How’s life on the other side, traitor?” Paddy asked with a small laugh.
“It’s good. We haven’t killed each other yet.” You teased.
“Where’s Tom at?”
“He went to the store with Haz.”
“Oi, wait ‘till I tell you-” Harry said, turning the phone so he was in the frame more than you, “Harrison’s got a girlfriend.” Sam and Paddy howled in laughter.
“No way!” Sam exclaimed, “Who’s the poor girl?”
“He won’t tell. Says he wants to see if it’ll last through quarantine or some shit.” He shrugged with his cheeky smile still on his face. You didn’t know if you should be offended by the comment or not- Harrison hadn’t told you he elaborated on the lie to the guys. You pushed aside your thoughts because there was no way your boyfriend of five months was really waiting to see if ‘it’ll last through quarantine or some shit’.
“He’s made her up, then.” Paddy stated.
“No, no, I’m serious. I heard him on the phone to her. I swear he was giggling.”
“He’s got it bad then.” The three boys laughed as your heart did silent flips, just thinking about Harrison’s little giggle that he’d let out whenever you said something he found ridiculously cute. He’d never admit to giggling, but he was so soft for you that they’d slip out every once in a while.
“Y/N, how’s that guy doing?” Sam asked, making Paddy and Harry look at you with raised eyebrows.
“You little shit.” You rolled your eyes at your younger brother. “It’s nothing.”
“So Haz has a secret girlfriend and you’re talking to a secret guy. Damn, it’s secret central over here.” Harry said with a laugh.
“Mate, have you not figured it out-” Tuwaine started walking into the room, stopping as he realized his words. You shot him a glare as he looked at you like a deer caught in headlights. “I didn’t say shit.”
“What were you going to say?” The twin sitting next to you asked. Sam let out a snort- an actual snort, when he took in your embarrassed face.
“Oh my god, Y/N’s fucking Haz!” Sam exclaimed. You heard a loud ‘what’ from his side of the phone call and you cringed, recognizing it as your father’s voice. Realizing the weight of the situation, Tuwaine just slowly backed out of the room, not wanting to get involved in the Holland family drama.
“You’re what?” Harry shot up, letting go of his phone in the process. You dropped your head into your hands in embarrassment.
“Sam! Headphones!” You groaned.
All at once, you heard a flurry of questions from your brothers- “how long?”, “really Harrison?”, “how could you not tell us?”. But they all drowned out when your dad and mum grabbed Sam’s phone.
“Hi, mum, dad.” You said with a sheepish smile.
“You’re dating Harrison?” Your dad asked, not returning your smile.
“Yes.” You confessed, “I just didn’t tell you all because I didn’t want to tell Tom.”
“Ah, he’d kill him.” Your mum acknowledged as Sam laughed. “That makes me so happy, though. Harrison’s a good lad.”
“How long?” Sam asked.
“Five months.” You mumbled, not wanting to really admit the length.
“Five months? Oh my god.” Your dad sighed, not amused by the situation. You were his little girl and he was protective over you- same with all four of your younger brothers (yes, you were older than Tom by a whole ten minutes), but you could tell even your dad had to admit Harrison wasn’t the worst secret boyfriend you could’ve had.
“Please, just, no one say anything to Tom. I’ll tell him, eventually.” You said.
“You tell him sometime this week.” Your mum warned, “You know he doesn’t like it when you keep secrets from him.”
“I know.” You heard the car pull up outside the house. “We’ve got to go. Talk to you all later.” You waved goodbye at your family before hanging up the facetime call.
“Five months? With Harrison? Are you serious right now?” Harry spoke up really for the first time since the revelation.
“I’m sorry, I just don’t know how to tell Tom.” You said, keeping an eye on the front door to make sure your twin wasn’t walking in.
“I’ll keep your secret, but make sure Harrison knows if he hurts you, we’ll kick his ass.” You laughed at Harry’s attempt to sound threatening.
“He won’t.” You assured him.
“Hold up a minute, so you’re the girlfriend he was buying-” Before Harry could finish his question (that you really didn’t want to talk about with him), the front door opened as Tom and Harrison returned, arms full of groceries.
“You’re back!” You got up, putting on a smile to help them with the remaining bags. Harry stayed quiet about the previous discussion, which you were more than grateful for.
As the week went on, you felt an uneasy sense in your gut, knowing you had to tell Tom eventually. You knew your family would grow restless from keeping the secret once your week was up.
“You alright, sweetheart?” Harrison asked you one night. You were laying on your side and in his arms, getting lost in the ocean that was his eyes. Your chests pressed together and your legs intertwined from your activities just moments ago.
“Just thinking.” You murmured.
“About?” He moved a few loose strands of hair out of your face and cupped your cheek softly.
“They all know.” Your voice just barely above a whisper, “Sam, Harry, Paddy, my parents. They all know now, except for Tom.”
“How?”
“We facetimed the other day.” You went through the whole story with him, explaining how Tuwaine unintentionally set off a massive spark of secrets. Harrison just let out a small chuckle, and you felt his chest vibrate through yours.
“So that’s why Harry’s been giving me the evil eye whenever I’m near you.” He laughed quietly.
“Yeah, probably.” You hummed in agreement.
“I know you’re worried, but Tom will come around. He’s just got to warm up to the idea.” He kissed you reassuringly and you found comfort in his touch and in his words.
“I just don’t want to lose you, and I don’t want you to lose Tom.”
“You’ll never lose me.” Harrison reassured you. “There’s no ultimatum here; I can be with you and be friends with Tom.”
“I’ve never kept a secret from him before, at least not one this big.”
“I know. It’ll be okay.” He placed a chaste kiss to your forehead before looking at you with the softest possible smile on his face, “You’re my whole word, you know that?”
“You’re my world, too.” You smiled as he pulled you in for a tender kiss full of love. 
Harrison didn’t want to hide your relationship any longer, and you could tell the secret was starting to take a toll on him, but he loved you so if you weren’t ready to tell Tom yet, then he’d wait until you were. His loyalty was one of the things you loved most about him.
Telling Tom ended up not going the way you wanted it to. You and Harrison had kind of forgotten to set an alarm to make sure he returned to his room early. So you two woke up to a very loud, “What the fuck?” at nine in the morning.
“Tom, oh my god.” You shrieked, pulling the blanket up to cover you even though you were wearing Harrison’s t-shirt as your pajama top. Harrison froze in your bed, unsure of what to do. Your bedroom floor was covered with a mixture of your clothes and Harrison’s, and the two of you were definitely sporting a combination of bedhead and sex hair- you knew exactly what it looked like.
“I’m going to fucking kill you!” Tom shouted. As he lunged forward, you had never seen the boxer-clad Harrison jump out of the bed so fast.
“Tom! Stop it!” You let out an unhelpful yell. Harrison bolted past Tom, and your twin chased after him through the house, shouting various curses. You ran after Tom, trying to calm him down.
“What the hell’s going on?” Harry asked sleepily, opening his door as you passed by it.
“Tom’s gonna kill Haz.” You said, and Harry seemed to spring to life. The two of you followed the sound of Tom’s shouting to the living room.
“Did you sleep with my sister?” Tom yelled.
“Tom, knock it off!” Harry shouted as the two of you rushed into the living room to see Tom wrestling the half-naked Harrison on the floor.
“Thomas Stanley Holland, you get off of him, now.” You raised your voice, giving him your sternest stare. Tom let out a huff, but let Harrison go. Your boyfriend awkwardly clambered out of the room, attempting to hide from the furious Tom.
“What the hell, Y/N?” Tom asked, fists still clenched in anger.
“I’m dating Harrison, deal with it.” You said, crossing your arms at him.
“What happened to us telling each other everything? I told him, you’re-”
“I love him, and he loves me.” You cut him off. “I didn’t want to tell you because I knew that you’d react this way. You almost just killed your best friend because he’s also my boyfriend.”
Tom didn’t reply. He just simply huffed and stormed off to his room, slamming his door loudly for effect.
“Well, that went well.” Harry said, sarcastically, from beside you. You rolled your eyes and made your way back to your room. You stopped at Harrison’s door, knowing from the light that he was in there. You quietly let yourself in to see him lying on his bed, fully clothed now.
“That’s not how I wanted that to go.” You sighed, climbing into the bed beside him.
“Tell me about it.” Harrison chuckled.
“I’m sorry my rabid twin attacked you.”
“It’s alright. How is he?”
“Stormed off.” You shrugged lightly. “He’ll talk when he’s ready.”
“Just hope that’s sooner rather than later.” He admitted. Sensing the nervousness in his tone, you pressed a kiss to his lips, trying to ease his mind off the tense situation at hand.
Now that everyone in the house knew about you and Harrison, you two didn’t shy away from each other and put up your normal friendly routine. Instead, you found yourself sitting in Harrison’s lap as he sat on one of the chairs outside on the back patio. His fingers were playing with the ends of your hair, his other hand resting on your leg comfortably.
You two were pulled from your conversation when the backdoor opened and closed, just a little harsher than usual. Tom wordlessly took a seat across from you and Harrison, observing your sitting position for a moment before he spoke up.
“Look, I get it.” He started. “I get why you two didn’t tell me because I just- I blew up. Y/N, you’re my sister; I’m always going to be protective over you. And I did tell Harrison that you were off-limits when I first introduced you two, but you know what? I guess I’m glad you two found each other anyway. If there’s anyone I’d trust to take care of my sister, it’d be you, Harrison.” Tom stood up, finished with his sincere speech. You and Harrison smiled at his genuinity.
“Thanks, Tom.” You said, softly. He walked back to the door, stopping just as he opened it.
“And Harrison, if you ever buy my sister lingerie again, I will kick your ass.”
“Got it.” Harrison replied as you laughed. Tom left back inside the house, and you turned to face your boyfriend.
“So two of my brothers have already threatened to kick your ass. You sure I’m worth it?” You teased.
“If it means I can do this,” He pecked your lips, “anytime I want then this is all so worth it.” He finished, pulling you in for a longer kiss again. You smiled against his lips, maybe quarantine wouldn’t be so bad after all.
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twu s2 thoughts even though nobody asked <3 just a brain dump and it’s quite long so I tried to separate my commentary by categories but it’s still a mess unfortunately. Spoilers under the cut!
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Overall, I enjoyed season 1 more than season 2. I’ve watched season 2 three times now, and I do think it had some good parts that I definitely overlooked during my first watch (probably because I was preoccupied with Charlotte x Shona 😶😅). My initial reaction to this season was like ‘hmm so that happened and I’m not sure what to think’ but then I rewatched it and tbh I think my complaints are mostly to do with the time jump between seasons and the pacing...
Like yeah there’s only so much to touch on in six 25-minute episodes but!!! I finished the season wanting a bit more, because I thought that some of the things that were introduced were either not explained fully/well or they just dropped off completely and didn’t really have an effect other than me asking questions after the season was over, like it felt as though there were missing scenes— more on that later (though maybe they will be addressed in season 3??? If there is one? How soon do shows get renewed? Idk). Though I guess the audience does have to do some interpretation of their own but still... Idk! Idk. And the assumption that certain events/plot points mentioned in a character’s dialogue would be enough for context had me kinda “:///” y’know? Like don’t tell me, show me?? I’d like the full course please!!
Charlotte x Shona (+ Vish I guess)
I think it was really jarring to see their relationship grow from colleague/business partners to friends and then finally to something more in season 1 only to see them awkwardly handle their unresolved feelings in the workplace with nothing to show for their actual relationship besides a mention of “a week-long gay safari” + the brief flashes of a sex scene that was intermingled with Shona and Vish’s cyber sex session, which in itself is 😐😐😐 like yes it shows that Shona still thinks about/fancies Charlotte in some capacity, but if I were to choose between that sex fantasy/flashback or a flashback of Charlotte and Shona together (like Charlotte telling Shona she was falling for her!!!!)... I think I’d choose the latter? I was just disappointed that we didn’t really get to see Charlotte and Shona being all cute and romantic with each other this season :(
ALSO I wished we got to see more of jealous!Shona; I was super hyped to see that since that scene was included in the trailer. It was nice to see her want the best for Charlotte because she’s “great” but the jealousy part of knowing Charlotte is dating someone great got settled pretty quickly and instead we got Shona evaluating her commitment to Vish and considering the idea of having kids after learning she has a womb of a 39-year-old (😐) and it felt.... like a lot!! It was definitely different from season 1 Shona (”I actually don’t want kids” “I genuinely, I genuinely don’t, you know, it’s not a big deal. Just never have” in 1x04) but if this was to show her dealing with comphet or internalized homophobia or just simply running away from her feelings then... idk what to think of it! I really don’t. I think this is where things could have been written differently because using an affair with Charlotte like that (an affair that we didn’t even get to see besides the stolen kisses at the finance event) was so... ugh, I’m suffering here
Anyway, I think their office scenes were definitely highlights of the season, like Indira and Sharon really gave those scenes their all!! Even though it hurts to see Charlotte so heartbroken and Shona running away from her feelings and hurting Charlotte in the process, I live for the angst lol. I will say though, the 180 that happened after their convo outside Charlotte’s office was a bit “🤔” considering Charlotte had talked to her therapist about Shona for 4 months. Like one hungover feeling dump from Shona and they can move on? Hmm communication is connection, huh. And I guess they were just excited that the article got good results? But how cute that they got each other gifts of their picture in the article??? Wtffff I love my “unfunny and obvious” gal pals even though I’m in pain
As for the voice note... omg, so many questions. Like did Charlotte try to reach out to Shona after she abruptly ended their call to check if she sent the voice note to Vish?? Was that gonna be the first time Charlotte heard Shona say “I love you” to her? What was the reason Shona said “I love you” anyway??? Is she, you know 👀 Also do y’all think Vish will listen to the entire voice note since it was clear it was meant for Charlotte? And who knows maybe Vish’s phone died and he can’t turn it back on or check his WhatsApp or whatever. I’m in denial lmao. But also I think he's a pretty good guy, like when he sent biscuits over to the house when Shona wanted some and him saying what’s the point of having fun in New York when she's not there with him... :/ but he was also a bit weird about her putting a nail in a wall or leaving out the egg duck or whatever as a display item in their house though I suppose that’s not a huge problem so like idk man idk!!! I'm just saying season 3 better not have a time jump I need to see what happens and not just in exposition
Shona and Aine
Love them :) I wish they had more scenes together (if that's possible??) but I liked the somewhat change in dynamic seeing Aine a bit worried about Shona (asking her if she’s okay when she mentions she’s thinking of getting a fringe lmao and again asking if she’s okay when they’re unpacking in Vish’s house). And of course Shona is still very protective and worrisome but seeing Aine just miserably lounging around her apartment over the weekend and getting in her bike accident after Shona wasn’t too supportive of her and James’s business idea made me so sad :( like Shona was so shitty about her not typing up everything in the notes for the meeting! And not even reading James's CV... big yikes. Anyway I thought it was odd that we didn’t get a follow up on the voice note Aine left Shona after getting into the bike accident... like she sounded soooo shaky and out of it :((( what luck Shona was sick and didn’t see Aine with a missing tooth before she got it fixed
Anyhow, Aine was right when she said Shona needs to talk to her and talk about her feelings more!! AND this is part of where my complaint about the pacing and the missing scenes comes into play! I think we should have seen Aine and Shona fighting about Shona’s affair and leaving Vish the voice note. The audience knows Aine cares about Vish and I’m not entirely sure where her relationship with Charlotte stands since Charlotte told Freddie about her being in rehab (on the assumption that he knew, as Aine’s ex-boyfriend) but!!! Just cutting to them on the floor waiting for Vish’s flight to land was not as hard hitting as it could have been
Aine x Bradley (+ Richard)
OKAYYY. Cute!!! I definitely overlooked the signs during my first watch here but yeah they were definitely there during my rewatch(es)!! I quite liked seeing Bradley try to get Aine to stop talking negatively about herself and just try to treat herself better in general like exercising and actually eating off of a plate :’) and the comparisons between Bradley and Richard have me like 👀📝 Bradley saying he likes how much Aine talks vs. Richard’s friend Mark saying she talks a lot and how he wasn’t expecting a whole show to which Richard replies he thought that at first too but she “calms down” like brooo... alright. Anyway Bradley going with her to Tom’s funeral/service made sense since he actually met Tom (though Aine did vaguely talk about him and his drinking problem to Richard in 1x05) and the fact that she told Bradley about PACT and her time there but she didn’t tell Richard (to be fair she was thinking about telling him) hmm 👀 Also Bradley saying “Sometimes it would just be nice to be with someone you could just relax with as yourself” yeah I’m on board with them
Loneliness, COVID, Communication is Connection
Initially I thought these themes could have come across a little stronger but after rewatching... hmm. Yes, Shona was lonely in the house by herself; she even asked Anil to stay for dinner, had her own “pile of shit” boyfriend on her bed (which she did clear off), and told Vish that nobody had time for her. Also after the business meeting she asked Aine what she was doing during the weekend (which Aine also spent alone anyway), but I dunno... oh yeah her hen/bachelorette party was a bit lonely since places were starting to go into lockdown and not everybody could attend, but I think the COVID element entered a bit too late into this season? I’m not sure it really added much in terms of the loneliness. Maybe it did add to the uncertainty of things though
“Communication is Connection” was there but I thought it kind of fell flat as well, but maybe that was the intention— to highlight the mess that a lack of communication can cause? Shona apparently writing off Charlotte’s feelings and them not necessarily talking about their relationship/feelings until their convo outside Charlotte’s office... Shona talking to Seema saying she’s never really asked what Vish wanted (regarding kids) and Seema saying that’s a convo for her and Vish to have... Aine not telling Richard she overheard him and Mark talking about her... Richard not consulting Aine about telling Etienne about them and just getting a new tutor for him... hmm. What does it mean. What does it all mean
Other stuff I’m still thinking about/have questions about
Shona mentioning it’s “annoying” how Aine talks like she’s the only person to ever get sad in episode 1 but still telling Aine she’s fine and then in episode 6 Shona saying she only has two emotions or whatever so she doesn’t need to talk to Aine about her feelings as much -____- istg we need to get Shona to talk to a therapist in season 3!!!
I also liked that Shona, Aine, and Eileen talked more. I’m still a little disappointed that the fact Eileen leaving Shona for three months when she was a baby was not mentioned at all. Yeah it was a secret but when Eileen said “well, you should never lie. You’ll always get caught out.” I— HELLO? If anything, that secret seeing daylight could have had something to do with Shona's sadness + loneliness this season. Also could you imagine that becoming a fear of Shona’s, like what if she doesn’t want kids because she’s afraid of doing the same thing to hers if she has any??
Jim asking Charlotte if she’s straight and Shona immediately going “what does that have to do with anything” or something like that and apologizing to Charlotte after Jim left— I’m not sure how I should have read that??? Did Shona mention to Jim that Charlotte is a lesbian?? When he started to ask, he was still looking at Shona (yeah I’m reading too much into this I know)
Marcia figuring out that Aine and Richard were seeing each other (after he touched her hand on his way out to get a taxi)— what was the purpose? Other than Marcia obviously feeling bad for Etienne, whom I assume she sees as a son of her own (based on the Mom Instinct™ snooping when she was doing housekeeping + her convo with Aine when he came back from France). She didn’t talk to either Aine or Richard about it, just told Aine to have a good time when they were leaving the house to go to their “separate” events. I guess it wasn't her place to say anything, but hm. Speaking of Etienne, it was obvious he had a schoolboy crush on Aine (or at least he was vying for her attention) in season 1 and it’s really too bad we didn’t get to see his reaction to suddenly getting a new tutor or dealing with Aine and Richard’s relationship other than him looking at them hugging while the new tutor was teaching him. He deserved some more screen time this season :(
Hmm so that was all very incoherent but if you made it this far thank youuu <3 here are some last silly comments:
Absolutely loved Julie!! I want to know what she knows about Charlotte and Shona 👀 girl give me the scoop on the last 4 months at the office
Super sad we didn’t get to see Charlotte’s cat (I’m always gonna be vocal about this 🗣🗣🗣) or know who her new girlfriend was but at the very least we were introduced to one of the most important side characters of all: Charlotte’s stompy boots <33333 she really wore those around the office with a blazer/blouse/leather skirt! We love that lesbian attire
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stuckasmain · 4 years
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I still don’t think your ready for it, but here’s my Batb Cruise show review:
Yes you read the title completely right, I was made aware of this a day or two ago but apparently one of the Disney Cruises is doing/did beauty and the beast the musical but based upon the live action movie. So naturally a massive fan of the live action I was both shocked and wildly confused, lucky for me I found a video on the entire performance(likely taken from a cruise tv.) from what I skimmed over it looks like instead of full body suits to look like they are it’s going to be regular (human outfits.) and then puppets, so I am Really really interested to see how this goes.
The timing is a little off we skip the prologue (Aria etc.) and start straight in How does a moment last forever... are they placing Belle after it? It was before in the movie. Wait oh my god he’s also narrator- it is the prologue! Pulled a sneaky one on ya.
•Adams dramatic sassy hand movements are my entire life (no dance just this art right here.)
•The enchantress looks straight outa Atlantis but I LOVE the effects used omllll
• MARIE THE BAGUETTES.
•who needs her when you’ve got us (LE DUO OMG- it’s the thing.)
•from what I’m seeing it’s a combination of both the animated and live action, as some lyrics/moments are the animated , like Lefou reverted back to his original sorta idiot phase.
•met HER saw HER *kick* we stan.
•Lefou just waving his bag in the girls face. Legend lmao.
•a LOT more comedy then the movie. When Gaston drops the Boquet Lefou picks it up and smells it and just melts all cute like. My heart?
•”keep moving old legs.”
•Gaston is also a lot more like the animated, more dumbed down for comedic effect.
•so there’s no Philippe so some dudes took her dads wagon. That’s how jumanji started you know smh.
•PUPPETS IM SCREAMING.
Lumire looks like he’s absolutely losing his mind I’m deadddd. Also Cogsworth’s wig is my entire life.
• ok so the beasts voice- he sounds like a Pirate I’m crying “ee stole me rose matey.”
•belle straight up using the stick like a musket
•OML SO I NOW SEE THE EYES ON THE PUPPET AND IM LOSING MY DAMN MIND.
•storage space! Storage space! For all of Lumiere’s shoes! His shoes yes he had a feel large collection of shoes- he rather likes Heels-
Cogsworth.
What?
Stop talking.
•while my love massages my tight caves.
I’ll massage your caves Gaston!
Who has no one snatched you up yet? (He didn’t say girl :0)
•everyones awed and inspired by au
Gaston placing a hand to his chest.
•Gaston kissing his own portait, no bimbettes Lefou sings their line, no Tom , Dick or stanley that I can see either
•they all start russian dancing instead of the stopping/sword fight. Weird flex but ok.
Now the girls are... is that the cancan?
•Fun cult activity’s with friends
•lefou dreamily gasping over gaston along with the women.
•WHERED THE UKALELE COME FROM?!
• they kept my favorite line :)
•So Gaston has the French flag now? Also Maurice runs in automatically? Damn there goes pacing i guess- like aren’t they supposed to be together for at least awhile before going after her jeez
•why’s every single woman in this show use a super high pitched cutesy voice “YeAaA!” Is the audience one year olds and dogs???
•Gaston was a captain :0 Damn high rank.
•or a Budae *laughing* *distant roar* *s c r e a m *
•Madame de Garderobe has me screaming lmaoooo
•Mrs.Potts was a governess? Wack.
•ok so I cant describe the noise i made
L: OH YES! Darling
P: high pitched giggling.
The stage is still black and I can’t breathe-
They were definitely- whatever the equivalent would be of making out
•This plan is uh Dangerous~
I’m-I’m gay for the featherduster. This is not allowed. THEY ARE SO CUTE I CANNOT FUNCTION.
*more adorable couple giggling*
Cogsworth coughing
•food fashion show.. I cannot... I can’t function.
•Lumiere being dramatic:
Coggsworth: if i had hands, I’d slap you.
•*Whispers*Skin.
That’s- that’s not creepy at all lmao.
C’Est LA SALADE I CANT BREATHE WHATS HAPPENING.
•you lost me 2 verses ago now there’s cheese
•no one:
Plumette giggling and calling out everything:
•HOW IS MADAME DOWNSTAIRS IM SO CONFUSED
•OWWWWWWWWEWWWWWWWWWWW.
That hurts.
•ok so Mrs. Potts being a governess in this version now makes sense as she’s the one to start days in the sun instead of the queen/little Adam
•So Candenza is completely gone from this version????? So Lumierè and Plumette get both love lines from the song. Their still busy being cute as hell tho. (Does this imply their also singers? Pretty sure their still just footman/maid.)
•cogsworth now has Mrs.Potts lines but his voice is great.
•instead of soup it’s tea he I N H A L E and belle looks SO done lmao. Also no library?
•oh jeez yea no library just straight into something there.
•oh so the library is now IN something there, alright.
•Adam just DECKS Lumiere. Idk what that was about lmao - showing he’s nice now by uppercutting a candlestick across the room.
• BELLE:D this dork-
•Hes making jokes now.
•SWORDS. FIGHTING.
•”we love you.” But... everyone is still all-
Ok so either Mrs.Potts is a massive liar or they don’t count
•the dress is low key just as underwhelming as in the film
• Adam is trying *SHOVES CHAMPAGNE IN FACE*
•Plumette keeps running on and off stage idk what that’s about.
•the danceeeee
•Adam keeps talking about his mom
•no evermore ;-; my favorite song and it’s gone for a 5 second day’s in the sun reprise.
I’m wounded.
•belle casually taking a dudes knife to cut them free
•I feel like the mob song is cute down a lot, also Lumiere comes in sliding on his knees. Respect.
•”Gaston help.” Is kinda like nothing now as they have been so comedic. I feel nothing.
•i like the way they executed the final fight (beast/Gaston as servents vs the villages was literally nothing.)
•Lumiere sliding in on his knees again *French accent*YAAAAAAS
•ok so the death scene still hurts me like a truck.
Lumire: guys we did it :)
*literally watches the love of his life, his best friend and other friends die(yes it’s technically death.)*
Everyone steps away from the puppet and turns around, the lighting goes dark I’m - ;-;
•the prince is low key better in the suit the guy playing him is uhhhhhhhh I know the whole point is to look past Appearance but who’s dad is this?
•I’m absolutely SCREAMING. Instead of the dramatic one by one they all pop up together and collectively go :00000 what?! Whoa!
•Lumiere and Plumette low key not even a “hi.” Just kiss and start dancing. Mood.
•Ballet attack part 2 and middle aged prince returns.
•No chip or Madame at the end either! :0
•oh wait here’s chip!
Cogsworth melting in the background is me
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬/𝐏𝗼𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐬
so as I’ve said it’s like a mash up of the original and the remake with some of the choices it makes, I think it really makes or breaks some of the characters.
Lefou/Gaston-
Both of them fell back more into their Cartoon counterparts of : here to be the bad guy, here to be funny. Both of them become so overly comedic that you wouldn’t be able to tell who’s line was whos if you were shown them without being told. I think , funny as they were it negatively effected their character’s. Same case with the beast he definitely became more comedic if anything at all.
Lumierè/Cogsworth/Plumette-
These guys I think are the opposite. I think having a slight bit more of the animated made both banter and flirting hike it’s way up. Cogsworth and Lumierè were more showy in their banter , while Lumierè and Plumette were much more loud and showy with banter. Also the accents are art. Mrs. Potts was there to be the mother like figure and not given much of herself
Rip to chip who had like 4 lines and didn’t even show up to seconds before curtain. Also Madame de Garderobe who was there to be a good singer and nothing more as she lost her whole arc.Rip to Cadenza, Frou frou , Chapu and Philippe for being written out all together.
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬/𝐭𝐡𝗼𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬
As I’ve said the changes either make or break some moments, like adding a overwhelming amount of comedy like the og movie. As funny as it was it did not have that same weight/gravity the remake did in its more serious/emotional scenes like the death/human again scenes I felt little here and Gaston betraying Lefou. As well as having the more serious/soft songs as the remake really backfired with so much comedy, and not even the more Witty subtle humor of the movie. Funny, but odd as character choice
So I know you had to cut it down a lot in order to fit it on stage however, nessisary parts or songs (evermore ;-;) were completely excluded likely do to the slightly unessisary over extension of dance numbers in Gaston(that didn’t need it) and Be our guest. Which could have been time better spent.
The servants are the absolute saving grace of this musical. The costumes! Oh!(again cogsworths wig is my life.) the humor! The acting, the singing, the relationships- all of it- all of it. They carry the entire thing, and if I’m honest it’s mainly Lumierè, Cogsworth and Plumette, occasionally Mrs. Potts if you stretch.
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kiss-my-freckle · 3 years
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Tom vs Ressler. 
Darkness vs light. Chaos vs calm. The washer vs the unicorn. 
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The past. 
Ressler -  
“And what I have now, instead of a version of him to hold onto - is a path to follow. A path that shows me how to grow up right - how to stay out of trouble - how to be good, like him.”
Tom - 
“You stole the purse, Jacob. Like the credit cards and the Pontiac.”
Liz -
"Be good, little one." Masha Rostova took after her mother. She was not a criminal. She became one. 
"With little to none of my presence or influence through the years, she has grown up to be Special Agent Elizabeth Keen."
Red -
Katarina Rostova was a KGB agent who worked FOR her country. She wasn't a criminal, she became one.
"Katarina was my protégé, or so I thought  - until I learned that she had a life I didn’t know anything about - a cabal conspiring against Russia, her affair with Reddington."
Liz’s criminality.
Ressler supports Liz as an FBI agent.
"And if you run, what does that look like? If someone’s setting you up, you’re giving them exactly what they want. You can fight this, but if you’ve got to do it from inside the system."
Tom supports Liz as a criminal. “Deviant” is a turn-on for him. 
"There is no clearing it up, alright? There is only leaving it behind."
Liz would rather be an FBI agent.  
"But I won’t be an agent. I’ll be an asset like you."
Red would rather Liz be an FBI agent.
"Tom is calling to take you away, start a new life with a new identity. But if you run now, before clearing your name, there is no place you can go where they won’t find you. Face this now, fight it, and you’ll be free to make any choice you want."
Principles. 
Ressler -
“My father died for his principles. If I compromise mine, it’ll be as if he died for nothing.” Tom -
"Principles are a bitch, man. I avoid them at all cost.”
Red -
“I'm loyal to principle, not country. And the first principle I'm loyal to is loyalty.”
The job.
Tom could never set aside his job for Liz. Shown more than enough times throughout the series. It’s the reason he’s dead.
"Tom is very good at what he does. It defines him. He can no sooner choose to stop than a great white shark can choose to stop swimming and eating. He will do what he does."
Ressler has shown he can more than enough times throughout the series. The point of his work with Red and the task force.
"But at least if he’s doing it for me, he won’t risk a double-cross, unlike with the vast majority of his prospective employers. Because unlike them, I genuinely care for him. Or rather you, and your daughter."
Honesty.
Ressler values honesty.
"But I’m pretty sure honesty really is the best policy."
Tom is dishonest.
"You’re attempting to build a life with a man who is fundamentally dishonest."
Liz prefers truth.
"That’s not how the truth works. You don’t get to pick and choose."
Red never lies to Liz is canon rule.
"I have never lied to you."
“Raymond Reddington.”
Ressler -
"The questions. The searching for answers. And the mystery. In the end, Liz - he’s just a man who loves you very much."
Tom -
"You’ve always seen my relationship with Elizabeth as a zero-sum game. You think what’s good for me is bad for her and what’s good for her is bad for me."
For Red, it's quite the opposite.
"They’re one and the same. They always have been. What we’ve done, we’ve done for her."
The normal life.
Ressler can offer her a normal life. 
“At least you’ve got a dog. That’s one up on me.”
Tom promised her a normal life. A promise he couldn't fulfill.
"You’re gonna have a normal life, Liz. A family, kids, everything you always wanted."
Liz longs for a normal life. It's her Djinn fantasy.
"It’s been the same thing for as long as I can remember. I’m walking in a park with my husband. In between us is our little girl. I’m holding her hand in mine and I never let go."
Red had that life. Once, a long time ago.
"It may be hard for you to imagine, but I once had a relatively normal life - bills to pay, playdates, family, some friends, people to care about. Lost all that."
Red promised her that normal life. 
"But if I’ve ever given you the impression that you won’t survive this, that you and your child aren’t going to have the simple life that I know you long for, I’m sorry. Because you are going to have that, Lizzy."
The entire point of current storyline.
From “You deserve a bigger life.”  To “What a terrible waste of your life.”
I could keep going. But you get the point. Liz is more like Ressler than Tom. True love hit her doorstep in the pilot, and it wasn't because he was hired by Red to protect her. He protects her because he loves her. She's his Juliet. 
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korra4321 · 4 years
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Epiphany (Gifts sequel)
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Trigger warnings: Violence, strong language , yandere themes 
Teaser :Epiphany is a moment of sudden and great revelation or realization.
Fate really have it twisted way of bringing two broken souls together, the said souls share the copy image view of the world not only mutual understanding but bring out the best in his other half , understand one another with the simplest move , love unconditionally and care for each other like there is no one but them. Soulmate bond that unbroken, soulmate was a whole being divided by two , one soul in two separate bodies.
Korra found on him the companion that she was seeking all the time , someone who understands her no matter how massed up and fucked up she was , the later always understand her , someone who view the world just the same like he was seeing it through her own eyes, he was magical too and he brought a new purpose to her life , he saved her from the bottomless loneliness. Tom found on her everything literally, a savior, a companion, someone like him with extraordinary abilities, she showed him how special he was , cared for him like a human being that he was, he felt gratitude for her first , he wanted to give back to her and protect her that feeling slowly developed to a youthful liking that took an expected turn to become an endless obsession that growth worse day by day.
He called it love and soulmate decided by fate. She called it companionship of no more or less then best friend platonic love.
Korra laid down on her bed, no there bed now that her massed up besitie claimed it as theirs , he was taking a bath in the exact same water she just bathed into it.
She heard him humming a song that she always listen to when she was working and she let her mind roam for a second debating if he always did that in his time in the prison , she though that leaving him there will help him realize that she doesn't have romantic feeling toward him , the only emotions her heart hold for him was platonic one .
But unfortunately it did not help at all, it made him believe she was either :
A)giving him time out as a punishment of not telling her he was Lord Voldemort and not making her involved in the purge as her right for being his soulmate
B) transferring there relationship to the state of long distance one to taste his ability for it which he proved to be idealist one
Even direct method of communication like talking her feeling toward him to make it loud and clear made the latter believe she was denying her feeling and too afraid to let herself being loved and love someone , loving her soulmate, he claimed that she have Philophobia . He called himself her medicine that will cure her of that phobia.
She sighed making herself in the fetus position , as she deeply analyzed trying to see from when and where he started loving her and having that 'we are soulmate' delusion .
Usually adolescence start having crushes around fourteen years old the average age where puberty happen , the awkward stage of leaving the childhood and entering the mystery land of teenage years that will be the gate to adulthood the current state of which both of them where now , they are doomed to stay in it for evermore .
"Fucking horcruxes" Korra scowled her tone dripping loath for whoever had a hand in letting him know about it , she never felt the desire to rip one throat with her bare teeth or the desire to curse him down with all the unforgivable curses respectfully in sequence .
In her fetus position she froze down at the idea, at the train of thought and where it landed her. She was thinking just like him, the ill intention to cause harm and unmentionable thing to an innocent.
Maybe just maybe they were .... alike?
‘No...I am not the same as someone who torment ,kill and destroy pure people life .’ She buried her face in the pillow deeper , letting the soft cushion consume all of her face , needed to let it block her though
How dare she let herself to even think they were the same? Next thing she knew that she would believe that they were product of fate design, the two shards of the same entity... soulmates.
Whoever said that one mind can be it worse enemy is truly man of wisdom. Even if the said wisdom applies to her right now, it's a sword with two different blades, her ally and her foe.
She could use it as weapon if she played her cards right. She can be free in no time and she could run away from him if she pretended that his ' treatment ' is curing her of her blindness of the indisputable truth.
'and then when he see I view him as a soulmate, I will run away when he give me freedom, when he trust me blindly ' Her mind was being her ally right now , Lady luck was on her side , her lady hope persona may lost the battle but there is war left , there is fire left on her that didn't die .
The door of the bathroom slightly opened leaving a crack that let the steam escape and the scented candles with lavender to spread into the air. And his humming stopped.
"Korra dear? Is everything alright there?" His voice was worried with no other trace of emotion there, just filled with worry.
"Yes Tom, everything is right, did something happened?" She matched his voice.
The crack spread more allowing for his wet head to be seen, and that smile to be fully displayed on it glory ,"it just that I heard you saying, " he paused for a few seconds allowing himself to perfectly mimic her words like a passage of speech from president himself. "Fucking horcruxes" his smiled forsaken for a smirk . "Darling you can't ..have an intercourse of that type with a container ...but if you feel...." Korra who's face exploded with red had avoided eye contact with him and rushed to cut his sentence. "No! I..don't want that ..." He chuckled softly , like she made an inside joke . "I know you don't want it ....now ....you are just saving yourself up for our wedding" His eyes had hunger look into them as he slowly closed the door.
Leaving her a mess of red and heat, while he returned to his humming that followed by more tone of euphoric.
She really needed to get out of that place.
As a mocking from fate her eyes landed on the pillow form the living room, she didn't know why it was there but the writing on it mocked her
{HOME SWEET HOME}
It's like a butcher welcoming a livestock before ending them for good.
She stepped out of the bed, but remembered the masks, she looked at them.
Lord Voldemort persona was staring at her with unforgiving stare promising chaos to whoever breathed an insult directly or indirectly to her or him, to any and every no magical human to make them existent from the word of living.
Her eyes drafted slightly to the right.
Lady Hope is antonym of her counterpart, her eyes brought mercy and hope to the suffering survivors, a reminder of the light side that still exist.
Anyone in their right mind will see that they were the opposite, foes made to destroy one another. Light vs dark in their form of materialistic.
But not to him of course.
Tom Marvalo Riddle was soaking wet in the bathtub He couldn't help but to feel rush of adrenalin through his vines.
That smirk was still in his lips. The masks were even more proof of their love.
Lord Voldemort destroy the enemy while Lady Hope cure the falling of their side both mentally and physically like the ancient Yin and Yang, one can cease to exist without the other, they need each other to survive.
Why she was so confused and misguided by those muggles ? His teeth chatting and his jaw clinched. The rotten muggles made her filthy . How dare they firstly to drive her away from her world that rightfully belong to her by their nasty spawn of Satan that doesn't have the ghost of claim to magic that preserved only for pureblood no they stole magic from them no claiming to claim something is to have an ownership right for it ,secondly they made her live among them doing low job that barley cover the bills ?
In infuriating he ran his hands through his long hairlines, he recalled that she would return them to their original length just the same length she putted will he did what he always does, impressive her.
He breathed in more of that scented smell of lavender, he noted to himself that in the manor he bought for them and just them he will grow lavender in the garden and more lovely flowers so when she walk the pathway it always have a scent she liked.
He has millions and more scenarios of their eternal life together, he had one year of isolation to plan it and write it down on the diary, even living them in his slumber.
He heard the sound of a door opening and he was half expecting that she will be joining him, he embraced himself to feel her body heat against his and move his body to the side of the bathtub making space for her and he moved a finger and music began a pleasing song filled the atmosphere but the bathroom door was not the one who opened that the bedroom one .
Korra was on the hallway , it was still Halloween night she called hear children screaming with enjoyment "trick or treat", she looked at the window and saw youngsters wearing cosplays of their favorite characters even that one of them even wore a suit and claimed to be bodyguard for his sister that wore a simple regular custom resemble modern princess. she got an instant flashback at the sign of the two.
It was Tom first year Halloween with her and she wanted to give him as normal childhood as someone like him called. Blaz was waiting for them at the living room to get ready for the ancient act of trick and treat.
"Are you sure you want to be wearing suit? I don't mind it but it's your choice " he simply nods and flashed her a lovely smile. "Yes bestie, I am really sure also I read in a book that cliché is overrated so why not use something new?" The boy that too mature for his age said , Korra theorized that his suffering and tormenting that he faced in the orphanage led him to be this developed in his mind but they say that trauma build the character ,it's a sacrifice of innocent for the gain of knowledge.
Korra left him to change to her custom in her room . the boy mentally scolded, he never liked this 'Blaz' , but for her he will pretend that he tolerate him until he find the perfect method to get him to leave them alone .he looked at himself on the mirror .the reflection showed his dark hair gracing his childhood feathers and his dark eyes matched the occasion and the suit that he insist on wearing will give an effect on anyone to not talk down to him.
After couple of minutes Korra come back wearing regular clothes that was not addressing the holiday at all, he extended his hand to her like a young gentleman , korra though he was being in the character so she took his hand into hers and they wordlessly went downstairs to join Blaz . The man jumped to his feet from seeing that she was not dress up and he was wearing skeleton custom . "You...you didn't dress up?" Blaz voice filled with disappointment as his eyes traveled between his custom and her regular everyday clothes . She shrugged "I am going in as a background character they don't dress shiny like the protagonist and antagonist, just normal to blend in" she took a good look at his custom and an idea popped into her head ." I can be the previous you ... Living just before death" Tom hand on her squeeze and he bite his lips making them thin line, just the idea of losing her to death was unbearable , he hated how death means separation of loved one, in his orphanage days he was starved out of love and caring that he craved so frantically, just because he was different than others doesn't mean he didn't yearn for his basic human right of emotional containing. That made him attached to her as she was the sole survivor with him after the apocalypse.
"And Tom? let me guess a high lord of a previous lifetime?" Blaz voice may come as cheery for others but to him it's as irritating as sharp nails on a chalkboard. He just couldn't wait to get him out of the picture. It took Tom a maximum of five seconds to put his fake tolerance for Blaz to display. His vocal was so calm and soft as his dark eyes held warmth of the sun in a winter morning "You can say so , but in fact I am korra's bodyguard...she may say she's a background character for someone story but for me she’s the heroine in my book" his eyes captivated with real emotions of gratefulness as he continues with charming tone ." She's my savior" with a kiss on her hand he finished.
"Tom....that’s too much .... You are too much of a true gentleman now " Korra who can't remember the last time someone made positive remark on her maybe it was when she worked in the ministry when Jonathan Morgenstern an aurora made a mistake of practicing magic to let out a fire when he was camping during his vacation unaware of unwanted attention of a muggle who was hiking which led the wizard to ask the ministry to send an obliviter to fix his undone, he called her in a friendly comment a light giver due after obliviating the muggle she didn't forget to bring with her a light to help him start a bonfire. That nickname become her code name after the accident .
"No bestie I am telling the truth....is that a tear?" Indeed she had a silent tear on her eyelids , "yes, something went into my eyes I think it was an eyelash" she was not lying completely since one was on her eyes and she had a tear because of the impact pf his words on her , it was fate giving her a merciful look.
"Let me rub it out for you" before she can protest he reach out his hand that she knelt to his head level allowing him to get the stubbornly eyelash for her but instead of dismissing it with his hand the boy put it on his hand palm . "Bestie what are you doing?" Korra was concerned that he will practice magic Infront of Blaz. "It's a saying in a folklore that if you put an eyelash on your hand and made a wish it will become true , come one bestie make a wish for me"
The woman mumbled lowly out of Blaz earshot but in Tom's one "I wish that we will stay best friends forever " and then she bellowed. ----- When they walked from house to house that was decorated for the night of the mythical creatures, enjoying the peaceful night without any accident until one that nearly ruining the night for them had happened . They were walking to the last house of the night when the one responded to the door ball was an obese man with his double chin and obvious vines that was nearly everywhere and his smell was straight out of butcher as he smelled of livestock fat and tissues , his eyes was too inside of him that he had to widen them to get great view opened the door. "Trick or treat" Tom said as he felt the weight of his bag full of sweets from the night . The man that awfully reminded anyone looking at him of a pig grinned as he looked above and behind Tom shoulders to Korra, his hands around the glass bowl he was holding tightened while colors of deep red exploded on his face he licked his lips as saliva escaped his mouth . "Oh dear lord knows I don't mind trick ...private trick from her " his tone heavy with unmistakable lust as he made clear with his eyes what type of tricks he seek from her . Blaz didn't get the time to respond to the direct verbal sexual harassment when it happened.
The bowl in the human pig hands exploded candies falling like tiny rain of child dream on the small area between them ,shards of glass entering the man body piercing his skin do deep that it surprised Blaz with how deep the shards buried into the man that they disappeared in him like pins hanging on a jacket not a living body , but that didn't shock Blaz more than the fact that in nothing but a miracle when the bowl exploded a wind blowing from behind them protected them from the shards . The pigman face was stuck on shook as he shaking tried to take out the shards with his fat fingers but in pointless efforts he failed , then his eyes widened even more that it was semi cartoonist as his bloody hands went to the place his heart was and it looked like he was having a heart attack but in fast and extremely misery and just like a pig he made a final cry that literally sounded like the said animal and he dropped dead.
What happened after it was the classic of making sure that Tom was fine as the later took the opportunity to hug her and bury his face into her claiming to be shocked by the tragic and trauma death that happened before his innocent child eyes, as Blaz dialed the police and ambulance informing them of the accident ,Tom was glad that the hug give him the cover for that dark grin on his face . He was wearing the suit suitable for a bodyguard...savior his extraordinary abilities helped him to live as the role ...her savior and not just for one night for all their life together.
Korra was back to the present time with feeling of his arms around her torso and hot breath on her ears as he whispered" do you remember that night? That pig of a man ...?" The edge of his voice was merciless ,his arms stiffed but didn't feel like the force that will case a break more like borderline feeling of a snake closing itself around her waist in a light hug . "Now that I think about it his death was....easy , I should have tortured him more , by that time I didn't realize the disturbing truth of his words I thought it was just trying to make you do a trick without me , I got this feeling of heavy burn inside me and then you saw what happened, if that happened now... " Still he didn't press harder on her torso but his chin rested on her shoulder and she saw scarlet on his orbs , mad with rage at the mere thought of dead man. his eyes softened when he saw that she was looking at his reflection. "Sorry love for that " he let her go only to take her hand and led her to the bedroom where a scissor lied on the table waiting to be used , a faint glow on the edge told her it was magical enchanted just like everything else in the house .he sat on at the chair and she knew what he wanted , that damn hair.
She realized a sign if she wanted to gain his trust and escape to the ministry of magic she will have to play the role . ---- "I am never a chief but at least let's try it" He made for them a dish that she didn't bother to look at it but when he sat the plate to her with a wave of his hands she saw it was a simple parmesan chicken . "Bone Appetit" he said as they began their meal, Korra found it mystery how he was still having a appetite after ordering Nagini to eat the shop owner but again that was just a drop of the black sea of his mistakes that she wanted to fix, she refused to accept the fact that her bestie is now someone that obsessed with her and claim it as love , for a second she paused as she realize that it was love and she knew it but he have his way of showing it that made the line between friendship and romantic relationship to be questionable. She forced herself to eat not wanting to know what he will do if she didn't.
Being done eating he waved again but this time the dishes disappeared in favor of bottle of wine and two glasses. "A toast for our eternity together" he raised his glasses and she knew that she have to do her part of the tradition. "For our eternity" 'until I escape to the ministry ' and there was nothing but the sound of their glasses cracking .
---- They were laying on the bed with a book on her lap as she was reading and he was following making comments on how the characters were predictable and nothing new happen. As if he's complaining was a cue an owl dropped a letter to his lap. He led go of the hand that was holding his before flashing her an apologetic smile and opened the letter.
{Done} with no sender information at all.
Korra didn't remove her eyes away from the book "you are right they are so foreseeable" he kissed her head ,"I love when you admit I am right ....maybe that's will make you see how deeply I am willing to go for you , purging the wizarding society is just a tip of what I am capable of and how far I will go for you" his voice was one of those who have a sugar rush . "Muggles need us the same way we need them..."she firmly said ,he took a deep breath "we don't need them at all, they can't use magic to safe one of their loved one dying or even to simply left an object ....they drove you away from where you truthy belong " his tone hold grudges as if he was born for it . "I left because it became toxic with all the pureblood maniacs " he paused looking at her in disbelief. She took at as signal to continue " I mean I know a lot of muggle born who are brilliant with a lot of potential unlike some purebloods who have squib in their family " she grinned falling victorious . "The only reason for squib to happen is because a mudblood took the said squib , muggles are nothing but kelptomaniacs that need to be punished for the crime of taking what not belonging to them" that victory in her died at his reply, she knew that there is no point on keeping this conversation going. "Five" he said with a silky voice . In puzzling state of mind she looked at him . There is no need to ask as he understood her without talking . "Each single time you defend those low life of mudblood and muggles I will end five of them, the ratio will vary it can be five kids , five men, five elders , five women , a twin child and woman and two men , or to make the odd preferable five pregnant women so that bonus " He said that with a teasing amount of causality like he was reading a newspaper . "You can't do that....think about how Blaz will feel" a finger on her chin forced her to have eye contact with that flame of hell . "Don't you dare to say any male name around me .... especially Blaz he was the worst , really he need to be learn to mind his own business and he had absolutely no respect for personal space " he silenced himself to collect air in his lungs. "He was my secret keeper and you know what his death did , it was what made my existence return to the wizarding world " hint of regret was on her voice but she didn't take her eyes of his bluntly to keep that fact buried into his mind.
"You do realize that they have a shorter lifespan then us, why not choosing a wizard to be the secret keeper? “he was not complaining but did she really disliked to that level how toxic the situation of blood state was? This time she avoided eye contact with him "it's felt the only way to truthy have nothing left to come back to that society" What do they say about anyone who avoided eye contact when he in the middle of a conversation?, Clear sign of a lie . He smugly grinned at the conclusion that she had something that will always connect her to the that world. He just needed to find it, he had that ambition that he wanted no, eager to clarify the fog of mystery surrendering his soulmate past. "You know , lovely angel , you never told me about your time as a witch save being an obliviter I want to know facts like your magical state , what you did in Hogwarts ?, If you had any childhood friend or took solace in being friends with books?" He freed her chin of his finger to lean back to the head of the bed to observe every single move she makes. She felt a knot in her throat, her past was nothing, but song of loneliness played with melody of tragedy. She was a love child of misfortune and loss,
"At a very young age I learned that nothing good last forever "
Her very first memory is this, It was her seventh birthday with her parents they were celebrating it in the forest surrender by a lot of creatures, her father holding her to reach a tree branch where a small nest had bird that was too shy to go and see what the world have to offer, "daddy he is so shy , he won't take the worm from me" her tiny voice hold disappointment, her father slowly lowered her back to the ground fearing that a rush will harm her , "sweet one , it's too early for him to step out of his safety shell to the outside " he kissed his daughter head. Her mum was setting on a rug that they brought with them that on it their lunch and a simple cake for three , her skin glowed attractively in the sun light her brown hair gracefully freefall on her without any style to keep their beauty away. The little girl walked to her mother that embraced her so tightly as she whispered to her "Happy birthday" her father who had black hair and heterochromia eyes , one was grey the other hazel, he was watching the scene with butterflies on his stomach, how lucky he is to get both a beautiful wife and lovely daughter it was so contiguous euphoric like a scene a painted by an artist of what the first minutes in heaven like. The girl remembered a trick she can do but it required a baby animal such as a bunny or hare . "Mommy , daddy I am going to show you something really cool just wait for me" Her mother had a book in her lap and her father laid down looking at the clouds telling his wife the shapes they remind him off , her mother extracted her wand from her pocket. "Expecto Patronum" from her wand busted a silver ghostly runespoor, it's three head tall with pride and in that sunlight it give him a glow of grace . "I will protect you " it was awkward to hear her mom voice from the Patronus but she got used to it from the second time , Patronus are meant to be guardians even companions for the lonely souls, never she felt the intense feeling of her blood turning ice on her vines from the terror of the runespoor Infront of her , she found him comfortable and favorable to have around when her parents where working, call it a questionable choice of babysitter but the three head serpent was her only friend ,they were living on a shack in the forest it was not fancy neither in poor condition but perfect for the small family with no civilian only for a small town that was miles away what was it name? Little Hangleton.
It's a small town actually with nothing of interest, the family lived in peace away from the anything that was civilian, self-sustaining themselves form the little garden they have and a nearby river. They had jobs small one in the town enough to get them by and never to let them feel short hand and waiting from pay check to another . It's was all so peaceful and paradise like. It was too good to be truth, too good to be left without darkness tinting it .
Korra went deeper to that forest not lost due to the the patronus keeping a clever watch and map of the soul to its caster ,when she didn't only find a bunny but a wounded child around eight years old . "You don't look so good " she draw closer to him , now that she was closer she took a good look at him , curly platinum hair and strange purple eyes , albino?, And a gashes covering his body he was bleeding heavily. "I am on my way " again the patronus spook with that voice . "What happened to you?" Her curiosity was over the roof . "I...I was attacked by a wild creature I don't remember it's shape it was fast...so fast and brutal he left me to die as you see “the child spook with wary voice . "My mom is coming to help, my name is Korra" all what she can do is to speak to him to keep him awake. "Nice name for a nice child, mine is Godric, tell you what we are going to be friends , actually we already are "he give her a little smile as his lips managed to part. The girl eyes widened , "friends ?, Really ...I have no friends like living flesh and bone one" she didn't have any at all the town people didn't have any child as if they were so afraid to bring any to the world due to the economic crisis that was going on yet they give her parents looks she didn't understand and her looks of discomfort and pity but to finally have a friend it was an experience that she longed for , she read about it in books and always longed for someone to call a friend other than runespoor . "Korra dear , step aside I want to aid the child " her mom took out her wand and the tip of her wand touched the child body. In a blink of eye, a heartbeat ,the boy vanished , long gone his aurban locks and purple eyes , now standing on all four a creature of darkness and eyes of the devil , lava like eyes glowing with bleeding red , and his voice bottomless hole it must be what an vengeance will be like if it had a voice , his teeth so sharp it was surprise it didn't cut that long tongue . "I knew I will find a Huffman here ...not one but two my dark lord Grindelwald will be so pleased " he snicker , her mom come in front of her shielding her . "Go and tell your lord that he can make love to himself that all I care about " her wand never left her hand as she throws a hex at him , he judge with a jump upwards , it was thing of wonder how a being of that mass is able to move with such agility and in a blink of eye landed behind them , the patronus sprinted attacking at the same time that her mother made a protection charm to her daughter not caring for her safety , the creature went invisible the same minute the patronus hit him and dismissing into thin air .
"We are friends korra just you and your mommy come with me to the dark lord" he mocked ,voice coming from everywhere and nowhere . "Think about what your place will be with my Lord , your daughter too, you are wasting away all your potential and abilities here " a shift in the branch of nearby tree made her mother send a hex at it . The jinx hit the tree with but no monster was on it . It was right next to her child, who was shaking . 'f....friend .monster. They do this...trying to kidnapped their friend to a bad guy....I don't want that ' Her daughter magic core what in chaos and the aura around it growing viciously , repealing against the protection charm , creating an orb of gray cocoon . Her mother was torn between keeping her daughter save and calming her and defeating the monster. The creature open his mouth so wide but it was not the teeth to be terrified off, it's spitted a texture liquid and sticky it rained from his mouth like riddle of bullets at them , but before it can touch any one of them it froze . His body abruptly vibrated brutally , and like a fireworks it explode . Korra magic murdered him. Her mother was caught off guard, her daughter was more powerful then she thought she need to learn to stabilize that magic before wrong hand find her . She rushed to her hugging her , " I am so sorry you had to witness that, so sorry for what happened , you are alright right ?" She briefly scanned her daughter, wide teary eyes, and shock on her face. "Mom is that what friend do..." It was not a question, a broken statement. "No.....they do this " the monster voice raged again with a tone that will hunt her for the rest of her life . Her mom eyes froze when she realized what the creature actually was .... It was ultio. Ultio was the worst ever, it should never ever be killed, once he is dead, he literally brings his murderer down with him to the grave. There was only one way to survive. "I love you " she kissed her daughter check and hugged her so tightly shielding her from what was happening . She heard to sound of blood spilled and tissues of body ripped off as the creature killed her mom and was gone with her. One Huffman was gone , another shocked to the core . Her mother sacrifice made the girl to be invincible and untouched by any dark force.
Her father grows worried from not seeing anyone return as he felt heavy silence, even the birds were silent, he just woke up from a nap. "Love, Korra??" The cake and food were left untouched, again no answer. He felt string leading him forward to the deeper part of the forest. The deeper he got the more the lack of sound become ominous. Until he saw the scenery.
A bony body hugging a frozen bloody living one , and the hair covering the girl become red with blood . He lost it. ----- "Daddy I am so sorry...I wanted to show you and me....why aren’t you looking at me?" Her father was gone in his mentally and it had been days since that cursed day, be barley ate , slept that was when he was home , when he was not he drowned himself in work ,locked the house on his daughter who desperately needed someone to calm her from all the mental attacks she have , there was no runespoor anymore to keep her company, no friend , not a soul but her and his dad who is mentally dead ,refusing to accept it , part of him died with his wife he couldn't bear to look at his daughter she was the spilling image of his late wife, not acknowledge her , like she died with her mother. For four years she didn't hear her father voice at all, just crying and ugly whining. She never spoke during that four years at all , so when an owl appeared dropping a letter of acceptance to Hogwarts ,like a robot her father moved his eyes hallow and took her to get her things for the school . --- Now they were at the train express , families where hugging their children goodbye promising to exchange letters , her father gaze to the unseen as he just waved goodbye. She didn't bother to wave back at all.
"Salvatore ,Korra Salvatore" the sorting hit said her name , she walked toward it ,not caring which house she will be into , the hat was putted on her head . "You are unique one here, not many like you , I can name very few who share the same magical core like you ...I see intelligence and bookworm Ravenclaw will be great for you... But you are loyal and love fair play ...it's equal the traits of the two houses on you hmm it's difficult for you ...is that a trace of .... oh, my let it be ... Hufflepuff!" The said house clapped and giving her a warm welcome , she didn't feel a string even when curious eyes looked at her wondering what the sorting hat was going to say as he cut himself off before announcing her house . Time passes and she never gained any friend , she didn't want another Godric she wanted her mother back she wanted her father back from the dead , it's like she become orphan losing them both . Soon even her house learned to leave her alone she was shut down of the world it's all black and grey no white that white left along with runespoor that patronus friend , she never spoke a word unless it's absolutely necessary and to cast a spell other time they thought that she was mute , but as more news come by about the dark lord and people more and more terrified, her sleep had a lot of nightmare surrounding by one word Grindelwald, what was that wizard and why he wanted her and her mother so badly ?, It's definitely have to be about her family from her mother side. In one evening her mother made her promise that she will never ever tell anyone she was Huffman rather than she was a Salvatore from her father side , she didn't know why but she made that promise without asking . Her father had no family at all, he was orphan didn't have a foster family. Her mother never told her about her family or even if she has one . Still the mystery around that Grindelwald and her family hunted her , she wanted answer and a book in the restricted section will contain the answer. But all what she had to do is to one of the perfect students to be able to get access there. So becoming teacher pet and bookworm she was her approach .around the time that her pairs where getting hormonal she was ignoring all the looks of admiration that she got from boys , she felt gross by it , no one will deny that she was beautiful .she never let herself feel the need to have a friend let alone lover .was she asexual aromatic? She didn't care at all to leave her heart open to anyone . she found solace in the darkness , in the middle of the night one day she realized she was nyctophile , that was when a teacher asked randomly if a student preferred light or darkness more if they preferred sun time or moon time since that cursed day of her mother untimely passing and she avoided everything that reminded her of it , even light .she felt her light wither fading more into a grey one .
"Listen today lesson is about casting a Patronus " she temporary froze as if she was stunned by stupefy, the others didn't give her a mind . "To conjure it you have to think of a memory that make you happy , feel you with joy " she felt sick on her stomach .
"Good job Felix of Slytherin. Your Patronus is a stage that quite amazing...Miss Salvatore you are next " Korra knew what will happen before hand , she rise her wound looking at her wand tip and said the spell, nothing at all not even a spark or pity excuse of smoke. "Thing of a happy memories dear " then she doesn't recall what happened but when she come by her class was terrified and she was quickly dismissed of the class.
----- It's he fourteen birthday, she was setting with a teacher in her office. "I am so sorry for your loss dear , you must have been so close to him that his loss affected your magic that day" she felt her teacher words of condolences . When she got that letter that day she didn't feel anything negative more like relief that her father joined her mother , at least he was happy there and content . Not her , she never smiled at all , she looked to be more suitable to be Lady of darkness then light .
"......" "I understand your grief I am here for you " "He was dead long time ago" her tone was colder and lack the care. She left her teacher stunned as she exists the room.
Korra was not completely unaware of her surrounding she just knew the elephant in the room when it comes to wizarding society was always blood state . She was half blood , she didn't know about her mother blood state if she was pure or not , but it was unfair that a teacher will be extra careful marking muggle born and careless when marking pure blood, and the bullying was so unbearable for those muggle born , from calling them mudblood to physical beating . It was unjustified at all, it had to be stopped no one was doing anything like it was the norm , even when a first year was being cornered by a pack of fourth years . It's the harsh reality of that world, she told herself that she will try to make them say what they were doing was wrong but the only way for it was if she had a high position in the ministry of magic.
On her sixteen birthday she found the answer, the restricted section illuminated by her wand the light casted shadows in her face among with the darkness of the night made the scene to be out of a mystery movie , the book of about every magical family that existed. 'H for Huffman ' she found her family from her mother side . 'Huffman have a long and interested origin , they began in the early dawn of the magical history ,legend says this that a Huffman witch found an injured animal(tale varies about the animal type some says it's a dove , dire wolf, phoenix, cat or another animal )  on the blink of death ,no passerby spare the dying animal any glance , the Huffman witch who had heart of gold took the animal in and spend countless of night nursing it back to health in the expense of her what little of supply she had and time , once the animal is back healthy , the unexpected happened , it's turned out to be an divine being. "Congrats dear witch , you are the only one who passed the test" the holy creature said his voice was so captivating and delightful. The witch was catch up by the creature ethereal beauty and light . "You and your entire bloodline will be blessed , you will have the full package, beauty , wealth , talents, abilities and luck, I have been testing witch community to see who will earn my blessing" the witch didn't approve or disapprove she tough that she died nursing the creature and this was her going through the afterlife ,but a light touch on her check told her it was real ."thanks but I was doing the right thing ", the angelic beamed. "It's a gift ,pure lady ". Korra couldn't finish reading the rest of the tale . She just closed it , tears on her eyes and onerous in her stomach. Her mother died because of a legend , and she knew that Grindelwald won't rest until he get a Huffman to join him but why he couldn't get another one or went on a hot pursue for them earlier ? If her bloodline was that of a jewel for a crown, why no one mentioned them earlier? What she believes will answer her questions have risen more questions than satisfied her. She closed the book and returned to her dorm.
The next morning she found a ray of hope when she heard that Grindelwald was captured and for the first time since more than half her life she smiled and the words that lift her lips were one of kind . "Fuck you Grindelwald" and a sea of shocked wizards and witches looked at her . ----- When she graduated from Hogwarts she got a lot of work offers from everyone who had a high position in the society , the thing is she never learned how to use that 'blessed' side since her mother didn't tell her how to use it , the only thing that was default was the looks . She didn't care about wealth since she was not one to spend it on trivia things. The only job she accepted was the obliviter position in the ministry of magic , she became obliviter for the hope to be promoted to higher position that will let her voice be heard about the racism unethical practice . It's funny to be memory wiper when you are yourself hunted and broken by your past . But as time process by and more years flew by that hope died on her , it transformer into dark void in the black hole of herself, they didn't care , they accepted the fact that it's written on stone , you see when generation rise a generation it's rise them on the previous learning that they got from the generation who risen them and the generation that is being risen will sink in the learning in like a sponge in its mindset and being risen to care more about blood state then potential is one of those things. So it was no surprise when she quit her job and moved into muggle world .
She never realized just how lonely she was until one day when it was December and numerous people pass by congratulating each other for the upcoming Christmas , a child walked to her being so full of the spirit and congrats her for it . "Lady, I hope you have a Joyful Christmas with your family and friends" Friends....she had none she couldn't even conjure the spell that heavy emphasis on happy memories. Friends were not for her , ' they either turn out to be server of the dark or one that prejudge so much ...they are risen like this ......risen wait ... Why not adopt one and mold him into a friend that is what I seek for , what I lost, who accept me for being who I am ?' It was the only option she had , all the others was unfavorable as the old saying say beggars can't be choosers. Desperate time lead to desperate methods and outcomes. Before she knew she was standing in front gates of wool's orphanage.
"And that lead us to where we are now, bestie " she dropped the last word like a spokesperson dropping the mic after victorious speech.
The dark lord was in utopia , it just couldn't get any better, every single peace for the puzzle fall together creating the perfect picture, fate really outdone herself in this love story it’s a masterpiece , he was broken by his past just like her ,he saw how the society was toxic ,they were half-bloods her family from her mother side was pure blood descended from the origin of Helga Hufflepuff  his from mother side rooted from Salazar Slytherin , both of their fathers were unfortunately muggles , he will forgive fate for making them muggle , also they come from the same village, what a wonderful gift to have two decedent from two out of four now dead houses to be soulmates? it must be that their ancestors were one too, and that the great Salazar went mad when a muggle tried to take his other half away from him, it all fit perfectly fine, she was expert in advanced level of magic just like him , safe that she is so shy to show it off.
Korra knew from how she found his arms around her waist and his lips on her that his obsession have grown worse , she told him her entire background to give him window on herself a chance to let him see that she’s beginning to heal and see him as what he saw her, a step to her freedom.
so, when his kisses become more demanding and hungrier, she gives in.
----
its bright afternoon when his hand sneaked like spider legs from her back to rest at her shoulders and he printed a kiss on her cheeks before saying in nobbling words "love its time" she nearly dropped her calm facade, time for what? there weeding or to do the traditional purposing to her?, only one way to find out.
"what is it time for? Beloved one" she forced the words out of her lips, its worse than the fresh memory of that creature and its acid rain.
"to move to our new home" she looked at him like he was having a second face behind him , he adored every single expression she was making except the painful one , a pure lightness like her way not allowed to have a painful look, it's ruin that perfection on her esthetic face , he careless toyed with a hair lock , speaking about expression he was lately wondering about the type of faces she will be making from the gift he got for her. "But our belongings, we can't leave them" ‘oh sweet angel you really are worried about muggles devices  aren't you.’ "I took good care of them " As they existed the place Korra with their luggage that was magical transformed to their new home , he just had to be extra dramatic and burn the house down, he smiled as he cut down the last string that pinned her to the muggle world, there was truthy no turning back now, not when the orphanage that they crossed by was with ear tearing screams of agony. -------- The marble floor felt pleasing against her bare feet , in other life she showing more awe for that manor or mansion that was her new home ,every single detail was phenomenal , what is it with dark lord ,heir of Slytherin and incredible taste? , It's like she was in heaven. Heaven..... No heaven was worth the price of one freedom and free will.
"I told you I can give you the world and more , here it is, just name the thing and in a snap of a finger it's yours" he purred seductively. She had to remind herself to earn his trust to get a chance of that sweet freedom . She run her finger to the outline of his sharp jawline and stood up on we toes the same way he was kneeling to her level , arms around her waist to give her access to his ear . "I already have everything I want " her whisper send shiver to his spine and goosebumps to his skin . "Precious one , you don't have the tinniest idea of what you are doing to me now " his dark eyes landed in hers as his thumb found her lips gently running to her upper one . --- As she took a bath , it was out of blue , a lightbulb opened in her mind and then Epiphany happened , her heart nearly stopped when a sense of revelation washed on her .
He needed her more than air , his soulmate She needed him her one true friend , obsessed and all but he understood her at the bottom of his heart. Messed up relationship but fate granted her that wish. They were part of each other that forever intertwined, tangled and become one.
Speaking about fate she wanted to know why her out of everyone had to be his....
A knock on the bathroom door made her flinch , the level of the water that was crowned with petals of rare flowers rose higher then it's container level. "My lady I am so sorry to disturb you in your  time of showring but he told me he have present for you " she was glad it was not Tom voice rather a house elf one ,if her memory serves her right she will safely recall the name of Delphine for the voice owner . "It's alright Delphine thanks for telling me that" she knew that he send her to send curiosity in her to see him and know what is the present was, sneaky one isn't he, she got dressed he made sure that all of her wardrobe had luxuries clothes from every item manmade ,they had to be highest of the high end or else in his eyes it will not do her right, his wardrobe is not of a differ from hers , she settled for a simple yellow summer dress and a high socks to cover her knees , she will never wear anything short when he is in her radar.
"Precious one, you don't have the tinniest idea of what you are doing to me now "
his voice sink on her, she will never wear any short that exposes her skin, not that she was a fan of short clothes to begin with.
the marble floor welcomed her feet as the house elf led her to the garden, more accuracy one of the gardens. The ridiculous size of the land was as if it was a small country of its own and here is, he the man of the question standing and giving her a bow before claiming her hand and planting a kiss on it.
"I missed you" 
"I was in the bath for twenty minutes, Riddle" his lips twisted.
"lovely angel, you don't have to remind me of the agonistic amount I was not around you" there is a lock for doors for a reason and it’s to keep the lovesick away.
she saw a box, its green color had yellow ribbons on its surface cycling it like a snake, even the house elf can tell why he chose those colors. His thumb flirt with her hand as he rubs on them, liking her body heat.
"I love the feeling of our skin together its feels right" and she longed to be contained but not like that, it’s wrong on all the right places, right on the wrong reasons.
"I am here for the present, curiosity is killing me" god by the time she escapes she will have a lifetime to spend on therapist and that therapist will need another one for himself after every session with her.
he give her a worried glance and his tone heavy with concern "my one, don't you say or suggest something like that ever again, I can’t live with the idea of losing you " she was not imagining the wet tear on his eyes , out of habit she put her hand wiping it out, out of nature he take that hand press it on his cheek before leading it to his lips and kissing it. with his extended long arm he retrieve the box, when she put distance between them he gesture for her to open it , and when she does she is captured by the present beauty.
Salazar Slytherin locket had never shined so brightly like it did in that light "you like it don't you?" her eyes had been captured by the locket and he took his sweet time glancing at every detail of her face, "its mesmerizing"
"just like you" lord have mercy, smooth one she will give him that
"turn around" he ordered.
she obeyed and his long thin fingers skillfully opened the lock and he putted it on her, it felt so right and marvelous.
"I have another present for you".
----
Azkaban eerie atmosphere screamed death and doom, it was home for him, forced to call it home after spending more than decade in it he felt strange link to it ,Grinderwarld face has aged but his feathers was still identifiable as what he was. A dark lord.
memories of his region of terror hang beyond his inner mind, his goals of making wizards and witches a superior to muggles as if it supposed to be, his only key to make that noble dream to come true lay no other than Huffman's ,this unique and sacred bloodline have unimaginable powers that no warlock or the darkest wizards could even dream off, but the dispute pose within that they are cleverly vanished from the history like they were a myth, a fragment of one imagination or even made up legend of a story to be told in a lazy winter night to children.
when he finally discovered how they managed to remain under the radar he wanted to slap the back of his head in shame, a secret keeper that pass before death the secret of the bloodline existence to another secret keeper ,foxy way to disappear but it’s not safe from the short stick of the said secret keeper untimely death, this is how they returned to existence, all what left was to find only one of them to join him, he place off lots of his followers to different places in hope to catch a wind of one of them, the more time it took the deeper his desire turned deadly , forget deathly hollows ,Huffman were the real deal, soon his fascination turned into obsession ,its forbid him from resting until he got one Huffman into his army , no it didn't matter the age , gender or blood state of the said Huffman.
He have two different aims to fulfill , firstly to get Lady Macy Galen (Korra mom) as his wife and queen, secondly to make wizards superior, ever since he met her and all what he could think off was her, his time with her as her fellow student of Beauxbatons academy of magic and they could get a future that will be envied by others, all was good until she fall in love with that muggle , he went basilisk and nearly killed him if it was not for his best friend Dumboldore stopping him, Dumboldore who is now six feet under the dirt and dead ,just like Macy .
he felt a stub of pain in his chest at that though, he waited and longed for death to get him save out of this world to her, she will always hate what he become , cant she see it was all for her?, he become dark lord to get her to notice him, why did a muggle stole her from him, he will never forget his elation when he discovered she was a Huffman ,universe love to throw every single twist at him.
he heard two footsteps walking toward his cell, one was so light like bunny, the other was balanced like a model on runaway ,the two walked in symphony that if he didn't gain acute hearing from complete solitude he will mistake them as one. He felt a wave of magic consuming all of his sense and then when he come by he found himself pined to the wall of his cell with chains, Lord Voldemort himself was honoring him with his visit and he had a women with him ,two dark lords in the same cell and a light being trapped with them.
Grindelwald looked at the women and he froze, "Ma. Mancy you are alive?" he visited her grave even digger it himself and he felt the corpse, she was truly gone, that leave one possibility. "you are her daughter" he jabbered, "Huffman, blood and soul and everything in between " the falling dark lord cooed, not believing that his dream walked to him literally. "yes she is , and keep that dirty toughs to yourself or else you want to test crucia on you " never Grinderwarld felt that the other was using legilimency  on him, he didn't even make eye contact at him or felt him invading his mind, he was as good as the rumors had him to be.
"on what honor you two are visiting me for?" 
it was kora who spoke "answers ", he noticed that Voldemort had his hands on her waist a clear sign of relationship and saying that she was his ,he couldn’t help but to imagine him in the other position and the daughter as her mother, it will be flawless world to make that imagination see the light , Voldemort growled and then there was nothing but the feeling of his bones turning dust through unmistakable penalty of the crime of imagination, he was being cruciaed .
he didn't know the duration of it but when it was over he found himself on the cold floor and panting like a thirsty dog, “hope that enough to make you cooperative " Voldemort voice white noise compare to the main attraction of the Huffman.
"Tom , the sooner that I ask the questions the sooner that we get out of here , it’s depressing to be here" her tone was so sweet he wanted to hear every day, if only she was Mancy,"as you wish love , I don't have a string of like in my heart for a lich like him" the gentle manner that he was speaking to her was of one of those movies about purest form of love.
"firstly, why starting the entire regain and why my bloodline of every other, I know of the powers but still get a life "
"my life ended with your mother death, I tried to commit suicide on her grave holding her corpse, but the auroras found me and now I am here “she was stunned by his answer.
"didn't anyone tell you that you are creepy obsessive lovesick specie? “he chuckled, her mother told him that a lot, but he was being her soulmate and where is the crime to love your soulmate?
"darling, do you mean me?" Voldemort asked not being sure if she was speaking to him or the falling.
"no , Tom you are my soulmate “she had to fight off the urge to choke herself , he was her bestie not lover.it had magic on him as he kissed her lips quickly .Grindelwald smirked "you don't know about the rest of the story of your bloodline do you?", a sense of dread fall on her heart , his tone had no good news on it ,he took the silence as his que to answer, “the brighter your light shine, the darker your shadow become, your bloodline have a quirk that no one will wish for on their worst enemies , to attract darkness to you , to make dark lords desire only you, yes ..to have a soulmate of darkness obsessively over you "
there is it, that cursed word that doomed her from the dawn of time, the word that awaken the devil himself that was Tom Marvalo Riddle,the delusion that in a twist of fate become truth , become her reality.
"even you know that me and her are soulmate its must to be one of kind bond that others envy us for" Tom arms caged her waist even more , "but still I can’t alter my mind of your fate " Grindelwald felt confused by Voldemort words.
before Tom could do the signature move himself korra pointed a finger at the gray-haired dark lord, infamous green light brushed from her finger illuminating the room with deadly green.
one dark lord was dead, the other having his body pressed against hers
----
"why are we in the chamber of secrets" she asked feeling a sense of raw confusion, “love , to meet the legacy that Salazar himself left as a prove that he will always love Helga at the extend of passing it to all the generation"
"a chamber that its only accessible through girls’ toilets, pervert" he laughed "I love that sense of humor of yours "
he hissed in parseltongue and the basilsilk merged in, with his eyes closed, “that it’s the legacy, touch it dear, its smooth right? but it’s no match to your skin" he flirted 
indeed it was smooth and left pleasing feeling in her when she touched it ,but her mind was occupied by what she did to Grinderwarld, she didn't know what she was doing it’s like her body took matter into itself and acted up, she didn't know if it was part of the powers or not ,she had not felt that feeling of raw power before its felt so natural and deep within her soul , buries and left unattended until that moments its awaken itself .
 music fall on her hearing and Tom bowed to her like a gentleman and then they danced there ,she had to act the part , after all there weeding is months from now and her only chance of escaping is the tradition of the groom leaving the bride for 24 hours that due there weeding, until then she will act , act , act until then.....
"he made the basilisk to be protector of her bloodline against mudbloods "his voice will be great for narrating any story, engaging anyone to it ,he span her and when her wrist found his , something magical happened .it come like streams of raw cosmic energy , ancient language that manifested itself within and settled there , a feeling of liquid ink of the stars themselves being written on their waists , when it was done its left words that was solid truth.
I can’t live without you
he hummed that song in relish and a long finger touched the words on her waist, it was so ghostly that his finger can be a breeze of air in a summer night ,she saw her counterpart on his waist the exact same words that can summarize there entire being.
-----
the manor felt oddly like something changed within it that matched her change , when they returned there were as always bowing death eaters to them and sentences of compliments as if both of them were a personified version of an answered prayer , till this day she couldn't get used to it , she found appreciation that he was born for the spotlight and she was born to shy away from it .
so, she failed to notice a follower mumbling to him words of approval of a delivery.
"why are we heading down?" she had never been to this part of the manor before in matter of fact she hasn’t seen all of it.
"It had failed to my attention that there is something I turned blind eye on and its should be done long time ago but you know ,my angel, that I was busy with a lot of important business to give that thing its attention" he bubbled hands holding her , leave it to him to give a speech that indirectly answer her. he loved to hear his voice, didn't he?
the door opened and what lies behind that closed door should stay behind it.
Tom riddle was being bonded by unseen robes to his rusty chair, it was not her Tom that she knew , it was the forty something version of him , what he will look like if he didn't do that deed ,if he was remind mortal and aged gracefully, his muggle father held there and completely helpless.
"why is he here?" it’s the only thing in her mind that buzzed louder then thunder.
"you mean dear, why is he still alive till now? don’t worry he won’t be" the senior made a gagging sound in response to his son assertion.
 "ohh does my fool father have anything to say?, what a low life that carry made blood in his vines , a beetle that only purpose in life is to be lab genie for the wizards to test new research on" he paused for a minute to inhale a breath .
"you left my mother knowing that you are unworthy of her, she was larger than life and you were lower than the dirt" the senior again made a gag sound.
"Tom can you ungag him I want to know what he will say" she didn't care what the other will hay but she knew that her Tom will never stop talking if it was about his loathing for his father his grudge for him was undying , just like his obsession with her.
"as you wish, soulmate" with a lazy wave of his middle finger to his father, he could talk now, and the very first words were....
"Fuck you son" 
what a classic, its run on the family, touché.
the junior giggled, " I am not interested on you, only in your bloodlust death, actually it’s her who should I fuck"
one thing that both of she and her father had in common, both had disgust look on them, she was glad that his attention was on his offspring and the later was glaring daggers at him to notice her greenish skin.
"now now don't you dare to get any idea of yourself in my position, you mud scam" the junior harshly said ,jealousy of something that never happened burning him, just when she tough that his condition couldn't  get any worse.
"I will never think of a lady of the street like her in that way, I , who have the blood of Riddle in my vine , the heir to all ...ohhhhhh" his scream of agony nearly tore down his throat  and korra found herself again in that rotten cell in Azkaban and the dead dark lord Grinderwarld dead eyes looking at her , empty with no light, he was in the afterlife now, but Crucio curse had one thing that its due to the miserable receiver, they cry sound exactly the same, that why in her mind both screams of Grinderwarld and Tom senior merge as one.
the junior sound as he stopped the curse brought her back to the present, "I am the hier of slytherine , blood of ancient pure blood run to my vine with magic you cannot imagine should end you, for this crimes, being mudblood , daring to think of marking my soulmate as yours and finally abounded my dear mother who died of a broken heart , you were never the man to stay there by her side when she needed you the most"
korra looked at the senior ,she was astonished to see the face two halves now, one for the for his father, the other for hers, she saw the similarities , both of them were never there for them leaving them to the dark , to suffer burdens that crashed them, there innocent is gone.
she felt wave of void consuming her, "kill him, he is waste of space " she was hissing, the senior looked at her as if she was the bogyman of his nightmare, Grim the ripper come for his soul.
"love!! you are truthy amazing aren't you, the reason why I remembered him was when I visited my mother grave that day and your too" 
that glorious green light showed up and her father died again.
-----
its white and wonderful, her dream was miracle of light, pure in it natural form, if it not for that old man of infamous long beard and half-moon shaped glasses. They stared at each other for a very long time before he began.
"Korra Huffman or Lady Hope, I am quite disappointed in you" no hello?
"why?"
"you are literally the only one who could stop him, the prophecy was fraud to get you some time to act and be Lady Hope, he only answers to you, his soulmate" 
"I am traying to bid my chance, but it is getting worse, he even threatened to kill five muggles each time I defend them" at her answer Dumboldore shrugged.
"it’s for the greater good, there death among Harry and Neville just like your mom"
time froze in that dream if that possible and so her mind, did he just....
"you are the one behind the certain, the one who send Ultio, but why"
Dumboldore began his speech and his task of explaining his deed.
"you believe in the butterfly effect don't you?, I know about your bloodline, I know that my Grinderwarld only weakness was your mother, his soulmate ,he only cared about her, I know about the quirk of your bloodline so I did that , I killed her by sending that Ultio, I know that your magic will act up killing him and triggering it all, then when she sacrificed herself Grinderwarld died with her so he tried to be physically dead to join her , and her death send your father to the state of numbness which made you what you are today so you could stop him, stop Voldemort make him see that killing muggles is wrong"
she shut down.
"YOU RUINED MY LIFE, DISTROYED ME WITH NO REPAIR, MADE MY LIFE LIVING HELL, MY PAST IS KILLING ME, MY PRESENT IS UNCHANGING, MY FUTURE IS DARK, ALLL FOR WHAT?"
Dumoldore didn't flich at her breakdown, he softly answered with voice clam and solid with no doubt even a hint of it.
"it’s for the greater good"
her mind showed her the alternative of the light lord action "if only you didn't do it I will never met him and he will never believe that we are soulmate, he will never be obsessed with me"
"oh dear child of light, it’s true, you are soulmates , there is no avoiding it , even if I didn't do what I did, he will still find you , still get you, even if he burned down the world to claim you from its ashes , there is no running from it, never"
"you are crazy you are just as dark as him, are you truthy in the light side?"
"yes, I died as I lived..."
"completely mad man"
"there was only one way to stop him, but you didn't take it that what disappoint me "
she woke up with cold sweat on her and her heartbeat so loud in her ears but it was nothing compared to her nightmare ,she found Riddle legs closing around her legs and his arms caging her torso ,like the symbol of his house he was embracing her in a snake like manner needing her body heat but it was more than the heat , she was in top of him so she felt it ,his heart beat matched hers in it racing he was still sleeping and he had heavy blush on him  , she looked at him and his face was peaceful like he was light lord not the most darkest of them all  if she didn't know she will be taken back by that face but again even the devil was once an angel, now cold blooded murderer, and so is  Dumbledore.
she saw her waists and that words on them, in that state of mind all what she saw was the word (out)  she really needed to get her nightmare out of her mind , so it’s no surprise when her nails scratch the word out .
again, and again, stronger with each turn.
'get out, get out, get out'
that nightmare is a new demon on her collection among with the epiphany of everything that had happened to her.
Where there is truly light side and dark side? she belonged to none, the light side forsaken her after its destroyed her, leaving her to be claimed by the dark side, sacrificing her like a lamb.
she smirked; she was going to show them wrath of the lamb.
her blood fall on his shirt.
-----
she was at the library with a book titled (all about soulmates) by a bitch of a witch that she didn't care about, she was now at the section of signs of a soulmate. ten ill signs.
1. You just know it.
'nope, but everyone said it'
2. They're your best friend.
' unfortunately, yes'
3. You feel a sense of calm when around them.
'before the storm, yes, I did feel calm around him when they lived at her house of the muggle world, now I still do because I am allergic to death eaters' 
4. You have extreme empathy for them.
'it’s every Hufflepuff thing, it’s my thing to be empathic'
5. You respect each other.
'it’s true we do respect each other'
6. You balance each other out.
'he is the dark, I am the light'
7. You share the same life goals.
'to get rid of toxicity'
8. You challenge each other.
'Lord Voldemort and Lady Hope' 
9. You can totally be yourself.
'yes, yes'
10. You fight for the relationship.
'w.....no comment'
why was she reading it? to feed the image that she was believing and feeling the bond, he was having a nosebleed there while pretending to read another book.
----
she was at the garden during that dreadful and 24 hours of being without  him , yes she was completely without him for the very first time in forever, he left her to attend the last bit of touches before there weeding ,she was with both Regulus and Snape acting like her bodyguards.
Regulus was called back to do a final check on a package, that left her alone with Snape, he had that aura of hate around him and dead inside more and more.
so, it was not the wind that spat and snapped.
" die, die, die "
the dagger that he was hiding in his robes rose shiny silver dry  and went down red and wet with her blood, she barley saw the light reflection and managed to judge nearly unscratched safe for a  wound in her arms  ,how does a tiny dagger cause sharp burning pain?.
"why you are alive when Lily is dead, I will make him feel what I felt when he killed her" he snapped voice echoing in the open space , he rise that wet dagger again but this time she was ready her survival instinct taken over her blocking everything ....even the stunting jinx that Regulus send to Snape.
"my lady I am so sorry let me check the wound " when both looked at it, it was healed not even a scar left.
that's the second sign of the said powers.
Regulus didn't question it , he just rose his wand and cast the lavation spell lifting up the body , when they walked back korra knew that her window of opportunity is gone , if she run now he will kill every single muggle till she return to him or find her  , burn villages down, do unspeakable things to people, but there was another chance it was named Regulus Black. 
------
she was wearing the wedding dress, she requested no help in getting ready she didn't want anyone to see her nearly breaking down, Snape died in a horrifical and what left of his body was giving to werewolves to feast on, but she didn't feel sympathy for him. he got what he deserved, Regulus Black was immediately having the title of Tom right hand, so he was using it right now, to give her personally one last present before the weeding.
"you know that I like you a lot, if we met in a different circumstance, we will be ...."
Regulus said shyly looking down toying with the package that he left to take yesterday when the assaults happened.
"we will be f... friends or even siblings like" Korra said " you know Regulus you are too soft to be death eater, too kind to be a Slytherin, too humble to be a black" he blushed at her words.
" you mean I should be in your house? both of our houses are extremely loyal and curious, my lady but have our differences that shape us "
now his tone become warry.
"I will help you escape "
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The door opened and korra walked in her white dress to the aisle ,she was breathtaking beautiful ,even few witches looked at her in awe , her soulmate was in more than awe , envying his own luck with her , and then she stopped next to him .
" you are taking my breath away love, black is your color "korra told her soon to be her husband. The priest began the classical vows ordering both to repeat them. 
------
She felt the silky texture of the fabric of the invisibility clock in her hand awfully reminding her of the basilisk skin but she shook that memory away as she sneaked out transporting herself to the second nearest ministry of magic beside the British one ,the Italian one, she couldn't risk to go to the British one since it was under his control, France one was too close so she choose the Italian, its ministry is as what she heard extremely kind so it’s her only chance.
when she settled in the minister office and by sheer luck, he was alone she removed the clock throwing it away in desperation to be seen. The poor mistier nearly had a heart attack but before he called say anything she spoke.
"please help me I want to be away from him"
he looked puzzled, like he couldn't understand her, so she switched to Italian her father native language.
"I want your help in shielding me from him "
"I know you .... Lady hope" hope is still alive, so naturally good deed is being rewarded,
"Yes, I am"
"you are my lord soulmate" not only it was in English, but it was a settlement that meant .... all hope is gone.
"m.....my Lord?"
"yes, my lady ....and my lord" he bowed, he was there right behind her, the smell pf blood hanged on the air.
his arms left wet mark on her shoulder as he settled them there and then that manic laugh echoed through that massive office, the sound waves come back to her ears from them it entered her body settling in her broken soul.
"you ,my soulmate ,wanted to personally see the extend of my control so much that you abounded our weeding for it making Regulus Polyjuice into you , he is dead now ,red his coffin ,I will give a hint all of the magical society in the world is mine , I am sorry ours a mate is an equal"
he spans her around facing him, facing red eyes of the devil, finger under her chin and he left her head to take a good look at his bloody suit.
"I am sorry Korra , the wedding must frightened you but you didn't want to break my heart so you send him as you "
he kissed her and she tested blood on his lips, he broke apart to laugh again that maniac psychotics laugh, it didn't have to be echo through anything as it directly invaded her soul.
"'and then when he see I view him as a soulmate, I will run away when he give me freedom, when he trust me blindly " he recited her though of that night that he escaped and got her , which meant...
"you were in my head but ...."
"how?, you see love , when I knew we were soulmate I didn't want it to be like another soulmate bond I wanted it to be more symbolic and unique so  I took part of your soul and putted it in me and part of mine and putted it in you "
he toyed with her wrist before capturing them with one hand of his now his eyes returned that dark color.
"we are each other horcruxes" at her word he jumped in joy.
"yes , one of the things your shard did to me made me lucky in achieving it in a very short time , one of mine did to you is it made you parseltongue it was quite the romantic move when you spoke it to me ordering to kill my fool father when you hissed it at me and again you spoke it again in your sleep that day   "
this is it , her mind being her enemy, so now epiphany happened what Dumbledore told her by that she couldn't use that only way to stop him, he meant to kill herself, but since their souls is forever intertwined as one, it’s impossible he won completely.
"now now, dear soulmate since you didn't do the weeding it’s time for those to pay the price of your defining me since there movies made you so blind to see that we are meant to be together, we are soulmate "
more than five muggles died that day, and he have won.
Lady hope is no more.
Trivia facts:
this actually started as a drabble discussing both OC and Tom’s relationship but it ended up as a sequel
Kindly leave comments and feedback , ask any question you would like me to answer, I am doing an ask event for gifts you can ask any character anything and I will answer as them.
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How it started (-thoseofonen)
Our First RP vs. Recent
// @thoseofonen​ Hi Mark!!!! I hope you’re doing alright. I love to write with you a ton -- your writing is literally so mystical to read, like a beautiful poem from a play. Here’s our first interaction between Hilda and Ormad:
thoseofonen:
Somebody was a real fucking tough guy, wasn’t he? Frustration and rage bubbled in Hilda’s chest at both the patronizing tone and especially how the monster called her ‘little girl’. She didn’t lash out physically, though that didn’t keep her tongue held.
“I don’t know what the hell anything you just said means,” she retorted, a hand on her sheathed sword, “but I’ve certainly heard plenty about you, and so far, you’re not giving me any reason not to believe those claims.”
She swallowed. If only Ingvar were here! He’d probably send this guy running by being near her.
“Who are you, and what do you want from me?”
themanofgloom:
“Quite feisty, aren’t you?” Ormad slurred, stretching out his vowels coldly and precisely. He gazed upon the barrier in front of him, listening to the two of them. “There is no use trying to break your prison. Nothing will happen.”
He was standing in an empty spot in the Negative Side, where a tree was standing. The barrier was right in front of him. It was a swirl of black and purple, and it seemed almost gooey at first – until it was revealed to be a smoky texture. But no matter what was slammed against it, it couldn’t be broken. It kept the giant and his human friend in a circular prison full of darkness.
“Now, I am sure that the Positives have already told you quite a bit about me,” Ormad continued. He sounded eerily calm, even with his fists clenched at his sides. “Care to take a guess as to who I am?”
// And here’s our most recent replies between Ingvar and Fantasy Oscar!!
themanofgloom:
“Nope,” Rudy chirped back. “I’m not scared or anything. I was running away, but then I thought that was kinda rude, because I don’t even know who you are!”
Besides... a giant, though. And an incredibly big one, at least compared to her. She was only a little over four and a half feet. This giant stranger? Hm... why, if he stood up straight, his head would be like a hill above all the trees! She could imagine herself standing on top of that head, arms wide open to the skies. And she’d hope his hair didn’t smell like hers did. Whew. Dirty hair? Thirty times bigger than hers? Maybe birds were hiding in his brown locks!
“You look cool,” Rudy commented. “You’re super duper huge!” And she shot her arms out to gesture exactly how big the giant was to her. “You could squish all my rats! But I don’t think you would. Because you’re... nice! I think. I hope, I think.”
The girl’s perception definitely didn’t match the ones of the rats crowded onto her body. They stared up at the giant in fear. Who could trust a face as hard and shadowy as that? Who could trust a face with so much... grim texture?
“What’s your name?” she asked. And then, thinking he couldn’t hear her because of how small she was, she cupped her hands around her mouth and called out, “What’s your name!! My name is Rudy!! And my rats-- Petunia, Ditty McGritty, Sir Bell Bell Bell, Hobby and Lobby, Mr. Vcicicicixxiixixixso, Gerald, Bobby, Tom and Vladimir!”
thoseofonen:
Ingvar appeared confused more than anything. He was relieved, terribly relieved, yes, but he was mostly confused. Before he could ask any questions, he was startled out of asking them as suddenly the girl began to shout. The giant flinched. If he didn't fear it rude, perhaps he would have covered his ears. For now, however, his heart raced in surprise, his breath was slightly held, and his shoulders were stiff. Add much as he was already enjoying the conversation, well...! It was a relief to not hear her shouting anymore once she stopped talking.
"You isn't... you isn't needing to shout, Miss Rudy, for I-- I can be hearing of you alright," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. In stark contrast to her quick rambling, his speech was briefer, and spoken slower, deliberately, albeit with a noticable accent not resembling one which any human had. He tried to calm himself, taking a few deep breaths. She wouldn't flee nor harm him, nor he her. The was nothing to worry about, right? Though, admittedly, her reasoning and line of thought was strange to him, but that was neither here nor there, now was it?
"A-and--" he paled with the very thought and mental image, "I shan't be harming your furry friends-- Miss Petunia, and Sir Ditty Mcgritty, n-nor any of the others. You are having my word; I... terribly careful, I promising."
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*SVTFOE Bloopers, Finale Season Epilogue
—The Departure—
(Star and Marco slowly walk up to each other and stop once they are face to face)
Marco:(softy) “Hey”
Star:(softly) “Hi”
(they stare at each other fondly as the final music score plays and the camera pans up to the “Earthni” sky)
Director Daron:(heard off-screen) “And that’s a wrap!”
(the alarm rings)
(Star starts to cry. Marco looks concerned)
Marco:”Star? Star what’s wrong?”
Star:(wipes away her tears) “Oh, nothing” (sniffles) “I’m just so happy I went through all this. With my friends, family and even a bunch of celebrities I never thought I’d meet”
Marco:(confused) “But, you’re a celebrity yourself, don’t you already know everyone?”
Star:(laughs) “Marco, just cuz I’m a celebrity doesn’t mean I know everyone! I never thought I’d meet band members like the lead singers of “Fall Out Boy” and “98 Degrees” (turns to see Ruberiot (Patrick Stump) and Justin Towers (Nick Lachey) who are next to each other and smiling at her) “Or have insanely detailed cosplayers (shows Marco a cosplayer dressed up as Star on her iPhone) “Or even a big namer like Toffee!” (turns to look at Toffee)
Toffee:(about to sip his coffee, but stops when he hears his name and turns to Star) “What, what?”
Marco:(blushing) “Oh, right” (nervously laughs) “And here I thought I was the lucky one starring in a hit tv show with the actress from “The Middle” (Star smiles) “Or doing my karate on camera for everyone at home to see” (turns to look at Jeremy is shown next to Sensei)
Jeremy:(waves frantically smiling) “Hi Marco!”
Marco:(waves back at Jeremy smiling then turns back to Star) “And best of all, I got a TV Star girlfriend!”
(Jackie comes in putting her arm around Marco)
Jackie:(teasingly) “Whoa there! Don’t go putting me on a pedestal bringing me offerers now”
(Marco laughs)
Janna:(stepping into the scene with all her sass) “Quick the water works Star, we’re still gonna see each other again tonight for the big farewell party here”
Tom:(walks into the scene as well) “Yeah, there’s gonna be music, food, the cast of “The Owl House” gonna show up! I’ve seen sneak peaks of that, looks awesome!”
Pony Head:(flies in) “And champaign!”
Star:(her face lights up) “Really!”
Pony Head:(with a sour look) “Yeah, but only for the adults” (blows a raspberry)
(Moon walks in)
Moon:(playfully) “Oh hush Pony” (she puts a hand to Star) “Star, I know you can be sensitive to these things. Much like how you were when your show, “The Middle” ended. You saw the cast as your family and I understand. I may be your TV Mom, but I love you like a real mother does. I’ve seen you at your best and worst on set, but in the end, I still love you cuz that’s how family is. It’s like being on TV. You mold yourself into the character you want to be and take each step of your life as a scene. If the “scene” turns out bad, then you “review” it so as to not make the same mistakes for a better ending. To me, this ending turned out well cuz I did it with my family”
Eclipsa:(walks in on the scene) “It’s true. I felt like the cast of my show “Game of Thrones” were like my family and sadly” (sighs softly) “It’s ending too. I’m going to miss everyone there. It was so much fun, but I’ll be honest. I liked working here better. I loved my character and working with all these talented children, doing something cute and family friendly and being on Disney and of course, you Star”
Star:(looks around the people that she’s worked with for her show smiling and sniffles) “You guys are the best. I’m gonna miss you all” (her face lights up with an idea) “Wait! I wanna remember this moment!” (she pulls out her iPhone and starts waving her hand in the air) “Everyone! Gather around! I wanna get a picture!”
(Star holds her iPhone in the air with selfie mode on as she pushes in Marco, Tom, Jackie, Janna, Moon and Eclipsa together as Pony Head flies in closer and Star gestures for them to stick together as she walks off to grab more people)
Tom:”Ow” (turns to Janna) “You’re stepping on my boots!”
Janna:”Well scoot over!”
Pony Head:(pushes aside Marco) “Move over Karate Kid, I wanna be next to Star! This pic is gonna go viral!”
Marco:”I’m the star!”
Pony Head:”Yeah, co-star! There’s a difference!”
(Star comes in dragging Toffee who’s reluctant)
Toffee:(trying to pull off Stars hand from his arm) “Star! This is Armani!”
Star:”Oh Toffee, it’s a rental!” (she pushes Toffee in with the group and runs off to grab Starfan13 and Oskar who position themselves in the group photo with everyone ready and smiling. Stars about to take the picture when suddenly she stops) “WAIT! Wait! Wait! Wait! I’m missing some people!”
(the group groans as Star runs off to grab others. As they wait, Jack wraps her arms around Marco, Janna attempts to give the middle finger only for Tom to lower it down and glare at her shaking his head going “MmMmm” and Janna blaring back at him and Oskar giving the “Rock On!” sign. Star brings in River, Buff Frog, Alfonzo, Ferguson, Angie, Sensei, Rafael, Ludo, Brittany, Jeremy, Kelly, Mina, Hekapoo, Globgor and even Brian H. Kim and more importantly, Daron Nefcy herself who get into position next to their closest characters companions (ex.Alfonzo and Ferguson next to Marco) and Star gets in the center to finally take the picture)
Janna:”You know Star, there’s a poster of all of us in it, right!? I mean, it’s what’s saving the trouble for this”
Star:”Alright Everyone! Say, “Narwal Blast!”” (quickly takes the picture before they could say it) “Eat your heart out Ellen”
Marco:”Wait I think I blinked!”
Janna:”You suck”
Jackie:”Janna!”
Janna:”What!?”
Director Daron:(claps her hands to get everyone’s attention) “C’mon people! We need to clear out to prepare this place for party tonight!”
(the group breaks loose (except Daron) and walks away as the camera crew leave along with the make-up artists, special effects team and the script writers. Star stands in place watching everyone depart smiling and waving)
Moon:(waves at Star) “Bye dear! See you tonight”
River:(waves) ”Bye TV daughter!”
Eclipsa:”See you tonight sweetie!”
Globgor:”Bye”
Janna:(holds up a peace sign) “I’ll see you tonight at 7!” (winks at Star for the reference)
(Star gives a thumbs up)
Daron:”Star!” (Star looks up to Daron) “I just wanna say thank you for being “Star Butterfly”. There was a reason I named the character “Star” and that’s cuz seeing your character, Sue Heck, an optimist and eccentric girl going through life no matter how God awful it got, made me wanna create a girl who was actually like that and making it better by giving her magical powers! So I saw your name in the credits, Star Sher, and I thought about my character and said, “I want her blossom and grow”. That’s when the word butterfly came to mind. Star Butterfly. I was like you once. Guess I just saw a bit of myself in you and wanted let that same little be do great things” (Star’s eyes light up) “I also wanna apologize for my outburst before our final shooting” (looks away embarrassed) “I was under a lot of pressure from making sure everything went perfectly and I guess I turned into a dragon lady or something. Heavy is the head that wears the crown” (makes a small laugh. Star’s face comes to a realization of that, but goes back to her smile for Daron) “I hope we’re okay so that we can have fun at the party tonight”
Star:”We’re great!”
(Daron was so touched, she hugs Star and Star quickly hugs her back. Daron gently breaks them apart and softly looks at Star)
Daron:”Thank you my rebel princess” (she lovingly puts her head on Stars head and then walks away. Star fondly watches her leave and heard Marcos voice)
Marco:”Star!” (Marco runs up to her followed by Pony Head, Jackie Tom, Shonda and Shinda) “Guess what!”
Star:(eagerly) “What!?”
Marco:”We get to choose the songs played at the party tonight! We can play whatever music we want!”
(they all cheer)
Shonda:(pulls out the records she and Shinda have been playing during the bloopers) “Which one should we play!”
Shinda:(enthusiastically) “OOh! OOh! OOh! I say-“
(Pony Head gasps and grabs the records with her teeth, slams them on the ground and smashes them with herself repeatedly with Star, Marco, Tom, Jackie, Shonda and Shinda staring at her as she does it)
Pony Head:(flies right in the twins faces) “NO MORE MUSIC FOR YOU TWO! I.have.HAD IT! You hear me!? Had it! I’m getting your parents!” (pushes the two ponies away away)
Marco:(points to the broken pieces of the record on the ground shocked) “Those were my records!”
(Toffee passes by to pick up his black jacket on a make-up chair)
Star:(runs up to Toffee whose texting on his iPhone (actually Toms iPhone since he confiscated it) to someone) “Hey Toffee! Toffee!”
Toffee:(looks up from Toms phone) “Hmm”
Star:(holds her hands behind her and looks down on the ground) “I just wanna say that I’m sorry I gave you a hard time during the show. Especially from “Battle for Mewni”. I just got so stressed with working on the show and all. Heavy is the crown and” (pauses) “And uh.......uhhhhhhh, whatever they call it. I mean, I was the star of the show, but you” (looks up and gestures to Toffee) “You were the real “Star”! For “Star vs. The Forces of Evil” How could I measure up to that!? Huh?” (laughs) “And I still do respect you! I just didn’t wanna us to part on bad terms. Sooooooooo, are we good?” (sheepishly grins)
Toffee:(stares at Star for a moment and then laughs) “Yeah, sure, we good”
(Stars face lights up)
Toffee:(chuckles) “I mean, I can’t tell you how stressed I was when I was on my show, “Dexter”. So yeah, I know the pressure of stardom and be toxic and you’re young, so it’s a lot harder on you I guess, but I still do respect you as well. From one “Star” to another”
(Star happily stares at Toffee then gives him a big hug that startles him. He’s bewildered by this sudden embrace, but then hugs her back)
Marco:(comes in with his arms wide open) “Hey, can I get some of that action over here!?”
Toffee:(looks sternly at Marco while hugging Star) “Back off Diaz, I’m still recovering from my shoulder injury”
(Marcos smiles disappears and he still keeps his arms wide open, but lowers them down. He hisses embarrassingly while scratching the back of his head remembering how he went too hard on him during his big punch on “Battle for Mewni”)
Toffee:(breaks free of Stars hug and goes into Marcos face with a creepy smile) “Surprise!”
(Marco screams and backs up)
(Toffee laughs and pulls Marco in under his arm giving him a nuggy)
Marco:(is scared at first, but eventually laughs) “Okay! Okay! Yes, we’re cool too!”
(Toffee lets go of Marco and Marco straightens out his hair)
Toffee:(turns to Star) “Oh and Star” (Star turns to Toffee) “Don’t think too “high and mighty” of me just cuz I’m a huge star. I’m not all that big. I don’t even have a Star on Hollywood! I’m still person like you and Marco and everyone else”
Star:(sing song voice) “Okay”
(Toms iPhone beeps and Toffee looks down at the screen. He puts the phone away and starts to walk out swinging his jacket on his shoulder)
Toffee:”Well, see you kids tonight, I gotta go”
Marco:”Where you going?”
Toffee:”Heading over to my agents place. He’s got my tickets for Ontario later”
Star:”Ontario?”
Toffee:”Yeah, I’m flying over there to Canada to shot a new movie (“In the Shadow of the Moon”) where I play a detective” (in a stereotypical Canadian accent) “Eh” (he laughs to himself)
(Toffee walks away typing in Toms iPhone he and Tom runs after him)
Tom:”Hey, Toffee!” (we hear him from off-screen) “Can I have my phone back now”
Toffee:(heard off-screen) “No”
Jackie:(gasps in realization) “Marco!” (puts her hand in his shoulder) “We gotta go too!” (runs out to the studio door) “Bye Star!”
Marco:(his eyes widen in realization) “Oh yeah!” (runs after Jackie)
Star:(calling out) “Where you going!?”
Marco:(stops at the door where Jackie already ran out from to turn back to Star) “Oh” (laughs. Points behind him with his thumb) “I need to go help Jackie rehearse for her role on “She-Ra”
Star:”Oh! Right! I love that show!”
Marco:”Yeah, well, see you at the party tonight!” (runs out the door)
(Star smiles as she hears Marcos footsteps fading away. She was all alone now. Felt like only yesterday it was the premiere of her show with cast members off-screen watching, the special effects crew making all that glitters (literally) fill the air with magic and praise the show gained from the fans. It was all over now, but Star was happy that she got to try this new show and how it became a hit like her show, “The Middle”. She looked around and saw everything in the large studio quiet and colorful. The light up vanity mirrors, the camera stands and sound equipment and finally, the set of “Earthni” with the green screen in the back. Star found it hard to believe this place passed off as fantasy dimension full of eccentric make believe creatures with backstories. It would all be cleaned up soon. The custodians will be here to pick up everything and redecorate it for the shows farewell party tonight. Star saw a few things that needed to be cleaned up and walked over to do so)
Star:(singing softly to herself)🎶She's a princess winning battles, Through the break of dawn🎶(pushes a chair away from to form a passage. She walks over to the light up vanity mirrors)🎶Don't worry when it's night, 'Cause she will keep the lights on!🎶(turns off all the vanity mirrors. She walks towards the studio doors, but stops half way there to pick up a props box and move it to the other side)🎶Ohhhh, there goes a shining star!🎶(walks towards the studio doors again and stops a quarter of the way to turn off the set lights on “Earthni”) 🎶Evil won't deter her🎶 (echoes the back-up singers) 🎶(No, sir!)🎶🎶(gets to the studio doors, but stops in between it) 🎶’Cause magic flows through her🎶 (echoes the back-up singers again) 🎶(Star Butterfly!)🎶 (slowly looks back at the studio shedding a tear)🎶She is a shining staaaaaaar!🎶(she sighs wholeheartedly getting a good look at it and lastly, flicks off the ceiling lights with the room now dark. Star turns back and closes the door)
The End
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monkey-network · 4 years
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SMG4 Review Ultima 2020 Pt. I
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*Slam* The First Half of the year is officially over and by god, how much of a year it was. Needless to say, Fuck. But I wanted to celebrate making it this far by looking over one creator that has helped me keep going and that’s SMG4. His vids are still something else and today we’re doing a lightning round, no holds barred! Let’s do this...
Mario Gets His Pingas Stuck in the Door
Pretty great starter episode as last year. How they’re able to escalate things is pretty hilarious and like a door to the dingdong, it sticks the landing. (Grade: A)
Mario School Club
Ah, an episode where it’s about a group and they each get good segments. Shroomy’s club was my favorite and I enjoyed Mr. Monitor’s debut. It gets the same score. (Grade: A)
Bowser Loses Custody of his Children
This episode’s pretty straightforward. It has its jokes but it’s admittedly not a standout. Honestly, I was kinda believing we’d get an arc for this cuz I feel like this would’ve worked if Bowser didn’t get his kids back and we’d save getting them back at a later date.  (Grade: B-)
If Mario Was in the Sonic Movie
Eggman really stole the show with this and it was definitely better than the actual Sonic movie because I actually had more than a couple chuckles. Plus no shitty product placement. The romance element was especially a poignant turn because it made me love Swagmaster a lot more. Overall great to go back to when I want a good time. (Grade: A)
Mario’s Magical TV
Has its moments but they might as well have been one off shitposts on Twitter. Looking back, it’s an inferior episode to one later down the line and ends up being pretty meh. Also reminds me of Rick and Morty which did it better 3 times now. (Grade: C-)
Lord of the Memes
Ah, a Lord of the Rings parody. It’s a fun adventure that has some clever references, some pretty cinematic moments, and a great climax. Especially loved how they recreated smeagle’s arc and is great spin on their D&D episodes. (Grade: A)
Meggy’s Destiny
Still a good movie that works better emotionally than logically. Couple annoying moments but there are indeed great moments, especially in the 3rd act, that balances things out. Overall, it’s not as great as the anime arc, but it’s a fun bout that caps off that arc in a heartfelt way. (Grade: B+)
Mario Commits Tax Fraud
This was exceedingly one note. Barely got a laugh out of me beyond the climax and nothing’s really compelling me to enjoy thinking about this again. Might as well have played Yoshi in GTA 5 to get the same experience but better. (Grade: D+)
If Mario was in Animal Crossing
The ending is all that really mattered and it unfortunately shows how little Animal Crossing had in terms of worthwhile memes to utilize and even then, they really faceplanted with how forgettable this kinda was. Seriously, even the froggy chair gag was pitiful and predictable. (Grade: C-)
Mario Runs Out of Toilet Paper
Unexpected is what I’d call this. The second half raises the memes to a pretty great logical extreme and it’s surprising that this came from a real world annoyance. Really turned lemons into lemonade because fuck the hoarders. Those people made me side with Thanos for a while. (Grade: B+)
Mario’s Inside Story
Pretty fun adventure, but it kinda stinks that Saiko has little to really do anymore. Her chemistry with Luigi is good, but it would’ve made little difference to replace her with someone else. The story itself works well even with a predictable ending, but I just wish Saiko could do more. (Grade: B)
The E G G
This episode basically reused one of my most hated story tropes ever. “Oh no, they’re taking care of a baby but the baby won’t stay still and hijinks ensues.” This wasn’t good when Tom & Jerry did it, I certainly don’t like it here. And JubJub doesn’t make it better by being a blathering Boopkins echo fighter. That’s all he is and I’m with Mario where I wish he wasn’t around. Fuck this episode. (Grade: F)
Wario Tries to Stop Himself From Dying
A pretty great take on the ‘Wario Dies.mp3′ meme that reminds me so much of Happy Death Day. Huge step up from the previous entry and it’s a solid episode revolved around one of my favorite fat man. (Grade: B+)
Meggy Moves In
This is honestly an episode that just turns into a mess. There’s really only one good joke but other than that, it’s not charming or a laugh riot. It’s fine, just really bland. (Grade: C-)
Mario is Cancelled
I’d say it exhibits the basics of cancel culture well, but this is the most boring episode imaginable. Too much attempts at commentary not enough jokes. This almost felt like what a Karen would think SMG4 episodes are like. (Grade: D-)
The Totally Legit Learning Show with SMG4
This is Mario’s Magical TV but better. Every segment is either funny or charming as hell and it all just sticks to a more captivating lookback. (Grade: A)
🌽🌽🌽🌽𝓒𝓸𝓻𝓷🌽🌽🌽🌽
Pretty casual and charming episode. Not a major laugh machine but I was consistently enjoying every moment. Bonus points for not giving JubJub a lot of screen time and making Rob the scarecrow a lovely character from start to finish. Kinda weird that they went with corn but it’s not a dealbreaker. (Grade: B+)
Mario the Supreme Leader
A legit laugh riot from start to finish. Feels like a sequel to Smart Mario but taken to an equally great extreme. It’s great (Grade: A)
War on Beeg SMG4
Again, an episode where Saiko is apart of the ride but is mostly sidelined in terms of what to do. Otherwise, this is like the Toilet Paper episode where it’s unexpected and I really didn’t know where it was gonna go. Though this is a little better because a few moments stuck out to me more.  (Grade: A-)
Officer Meggy
Meggy is cute as a cop and Mr. Monitor is utilized better here than his other appearances. The story’s alright and is a pretty charming next step for Meggy after the Splatfest adventure. (Grade: B+)
Mario vs. Siren Head
A delightfully devilish take on the horror figure. It’s kind of a copy from the Sonic Movie episode but still a nice episode centered around Siren Head, with a pretty great ending to cap. (Grade: B+)
The Demon Among Us
Pretty mid in terms of story and comedy. I figured they would make an episode about Shroomy’s carnage side and I wonder if this’ll become an eventual arc but I doubt it. Found it pretty meh more than anything. (Grade: C)
Mario's Spicy Day 🔥
Not a major fan of SMG3′s voice, but I didn’t mind this episode. Heck, it hardly involves Mario so the title’s a little misleading. Not a lot to say with it, though, has its jokes and a nice emotional moment but other than that, it’s pretty mid.  (Grade: B-)
SSENMODNAR Reddit Special
Hit and miss, but mostly hit. The JOJO and Teletubbie skits were the greatest, but I feel some just felt like lazy answers. Overall, some good fun but I’d be fine if it was fanwork specials like the previous ones.  (Grade: B-)
【AND THAT'S TIME!】
Well, quite above average all around. If you want my top 5 favorite, that’s not happening. Let’s see where the 2nd Half provides as the memes roll on. 
Stay safe out there, and see you at year’s end.
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tussive · 4 years
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I've posted a couple of songs by him recently but I'd just like to take a moment to shout out my friend William McAteer's music.  He makes music of a variety of styles, but primarily the bulk of it would fall under like folk, singer songwriter, indie rock.
I am obviously biased because he is like my best friend, but I truly think that he is one of the most talented musicians I've ever heard.  I was immediately enamoured with his music the moment he sent me a link to one of his songs.  His song writing is catchy and beautiful and well executed imo and his lyrics and subject matter are real and relatable.
I mentioned that I met my best friend on Omegle with the shared interest of DXM the other day, that's him.  He's a beautiful soul and I love him and want to spread his art as far as I am capable of.
So, if you're interested in that sort of area/type of music (folk, rock, "folktronica," sad boy shit, etc) I ask you to please check out William's music.  If you don't care for it, that's cool, no harm no foul.  But I think you'll like it and I truly believe this is music worth being heard.
Also I am pretty sure he is currently incarcerated (he had a court date this week some time, everyone told him he probably wasn't going to get any jail time, but he hasn't been active online anywhere since Tuesday and hasn't responded to any calls or texts, so it's not looking good.) and I think it'd be really cool if I could tell him that I got a bunch of people to check out his music while he was away.  He has a conflicted view of his music becoming more popular, but he does try to get it out there usually.  (He wants people to hear it, but then when more people start hearing it, people he doesn't like and don't understand what he's trying to say start talking about it and it makes him feel bad.)
I remember back in 2014 when Girl Part came out, I was living in Chicago with my girlfriend at the time.  And we both did DXM a lot and sometimes we'd decide to do it at night and the only place nearby that was open that carried it was a CVS that was idk, maybe a 1.5-2m walk.  The entire summer of 2014 I walked back and forth there so many times, always at night between 12AM-5AM, always listening to music while walking, either William's Girl Part, or Chief Keef - Bang Pt 2 or Almighty So.  That isn't really relevant to anything or anyone other than myself, but it's just a really fond memory lmao.
Four of his albums are available on his Bandcamp with name your own price, but he has other albums and hundreds of loose songs he's sent me.  I'm going to include a few links to some of my favorites, but if you'd like more stuff just hit me up and I can upload it for you. =3
Bandcamp: https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/ Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer
Alright then, some of my favorite songs of his.  This is by no means a complete list, of course.
I Want You (Tom Waits cover) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GbNum6c_zvY
Demon Blood & My Dream Boy https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDufUP7Mbfo
Priapus https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1cmG8zhCYoQ
We Cut the Tzar https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHgDWeyhmxc
Life's a Killer https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8Fc1fMfjMQ
Dominar https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DqGvl_F_M6Y
Where Are You https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuJb1rs6x08
Lust for Life (Girls cover) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lHUFsh70isY
Proud Filth https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwqSaG18AcU
dmt https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hYunh7xrRk8
Dark/Lite https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNtSvpg_S58
The Body Is A System https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gLoj_pLy9O0
Girl Part (this is my favorite song to listen to on DXM) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KeKd7Jxe1c4
May, 2013 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNCfEQ6taug
Overalls https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-wcVlHFQ2E
Hot Carl Cummin https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UePGxwD6ENU
A Short Song About Masturbation https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/a-short-song-about-masturbation
Bby Boi (I Need Me, You, I mean) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4t3GRqkj34
Traces of You https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I8_-dgWq2V4
Momma's Muffin (Mommy Loves You So Much) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nt8Kh42x05Y
A Warm Embrace https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_VfsfPGm_g
Drunk https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lxhsVLavavs
PB&J https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tljQKjHXLC0
Stay Gone https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kv6qaZFsSwQ
Stiefvater [This song was originally called Insensitive Cuboid Nazi Cuntboi, he must have changed it recently) https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/stiefvater
Your Ghosts https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/your-ghosts
Trazodone https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/trazodone
Renal Failure https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/renal-failure
Diaperboi https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/diaperboi
Ugly Thing https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/ugly-thing
Suicido https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/suicidio
OKAY https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/okay
Safety Net Girl https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/safety-net-girl
Old Souls https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/old-souls
B&E https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/b-e
Kiddo https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/kiddo
Love vs. Porn (Version 2) (Kevin Drew cover) [This is on a compilation of demos and assorted files he sent me and he never made any official cover art for it, so I just used a picture of him at AnthroCon lol.) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7uihQB5nWfo
Blue Color Scheme https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/blue-color-scheme
Remove Their Hands https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/remove-their-hands
Sweet Puppy Dog https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/sweet-puppy-dog
Stay Here https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/stay-here-2
I Don't Wanna Be Here https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer/i-dont-wanna-be-here
Percodan Smile https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer/percodan-smile
Pink https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer/pinkamena
homo demo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EvpZUXb4pIA
Cowboy Dick https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer/cowboy-dick
U made me a Hole https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer/u-made-me-a-hole-1
bedroom dream pop star fantasy https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer/bedroom-dream-pop-star-fantasy
krylon https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer/krylon
Hold u again.mp3 https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer/hold-u-again-mp3
the dotted line https://soundcloud.com/williammcateer/the-dotted-line
Sublimated_Man https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/sublimated-man
A, moon https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/a-moon
True Lillith in Aries https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/true-lilith-in-aries
Lizard_Cum https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/lizard-cum
breath play https://williammcateermusic.bandcamp.com/track/breath-play
Okay, I'm gonna stop for now lmao.  Obviously I don't expect anyone to listen to all of those, feel free to just pick 1 or 2 at random and listen to see what you think, or whatever.
Anyway, sorry for the spam.  But please check my boy out.  He's a special type of person you don't find often.
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Chapter 8: Bonding With a Butterfly
Summary: His whole life Marco Diaz has been raised by monsters, living under the cruel rule of their leader, Toffee. But one day Marco escapes into Mewni where he meets a magical princess and Mewman like himself, who begins teaching him all about her world. Together they will learn about life, love, and the lights within each of them, as they change their world forever.
Chapter Synopsis: Star and Marco spend the day together. A fluffy Starco chapter for you all!
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The two set of footsteps echoed loudly off the dark castle hallways, as the two made their way to their destination, even the lack of light doing nothing to stop the two from their mission. It was very early morning, the sun not even beginning to rise over the sleepy town, but already the morning felt full to the two Mewnian guards.
Jak and Dex both walked side by side as they made their way to their princess' room. “So you think the princess is alright?” Jak asked, turning to his companion with concern.
“I'm sure she's fine,” Dex replied, nonchalantly. “This is just routine, that's all. Check on her and make sure she's safe. If you ask me, General Skullsy is just overreacting.”
“Well yeah,” Jak commented. “But then again, so was everyone tonight.”
“Right,” Dex said, rolling his eyes.
The two finally made it to the princess' door but were surprised to find it partially cracked open and the two felt panic rise up in them at once. Without even bothering to knock they threw the door open, concern for their princess bigger than their training. “Princess?!” Dex called, as he opened the door all the way to reveal Star and her friends, who turned to look at them, all except Marco who was asleep on the girl's couch.
The two stood frozen in their future ruler's doorway, staring in at the confused faces of the room's occupants. “P-Princess?” Jak stuttered in shock.
“Yes?” Star responded, sounding confused why the two guards had barged into her room.
“Are you okay?” Dex asked, looking around.
“Of course,” Star said. “Why wouldn't I be?”
“Well your door was open and...” Jak started, before coming to a stop looking around at the baffled faces that stared back at him. “What are you doing up this early anyways?”
Star looked around at her two friends, searching for the right answer, but neither seemed to know what to say. “Ummm...” Star began, biting her lip. “Well Marco had a nightmare so we brought him in here to make sure he was okay.”
Everyone immediately turned to the slumbering boy, his face peaceful as he curled up into the warmth of the blanket that was tucked securely around him, unaware of the world turning in the calm of his dreams. Star smiled softly at how cute Marco looked when he was asleep, before turning back to the guards. “Why, was there a problem?” she asked, making her voice sound curious and confused, cocking her head to the side.
The two seemed to recover, standing at attention, as their princess addressed them. “No of course not, Your Highness,” Dex said, trying to sound calm. “We were just asked to check on you to make sure that you were alright.”
“Not that we thought you wouldn't be,” Jak quickly added, hoping to keep the princess from panicking.
“There was kinda some commotion in town,” Dex continued. “Everyone's been a little on edge.”
“Commotion?” Janna asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah, the people in town were claiming all kind of crazy things,” Dex said, rolling his eyes. “Flying statues, giant spiders, talking golf balls...”
“Wow, sounds like the whole town went nuts overnight,” Jackie said, looking to her friends.
“That's what I said!” Jak suddenly shouted.
“Well no problems here,” Star pitched in, her voice light and cheery. “But if we see any giant spiders or screaming hammers we'll let you know.”
“We never said anything about the screaming hammer,” Dex pointed out, sounding suspicious.
Jackie and Janna were up and out of there seats in seconds, pushing the two guards out of the room. “Uh, thanks for checking on the princess but we've got it from here,” Jackie nervously said.
“Yeah, we got it handled boys,” Janna confidently replied.
“All right,” Dex began as the two girl's finished pushing them out. “But if you need anything, Your High-” But his voice was cut off as the door slammed shut in their faces, all three girls sighing with relief.
“That was close,” Janna pointed out, leaning against the doorframe.
“Sorry my bad,” Star sheepishly replied, rubbing the back of her neck.
Jackie walked over to the bed, sitting down next to her friend again. “That's okay Star. Lying was never one of your strong suits. Even back when you did hang out with Tom and Pony.” Jackie rolled her eyes as she mentioned the two.
Star huffed. “I can't believe I ever did,” she admitted, crossing her arms. “Those two are nothing but trouble.”
“Yeah but you were the one who did all the damage,” Janna pointed out.
Star's cheeks blushed, as she threw her hands up in anger. “Only because they made me!” she screamed, instantly putting a hand to her mouth, her eyes jumping to Marco, who rolled over before settling back into his dream. “Trust me if you were there you'd understand,” she continued much quieter.
“If I were there I think we all know I would have made it worse,” Janna stated matter-of-factly and both Star and Jackie nodded their heads.
“True,” Jackie said, leaning back a little on the bed. “Thank goodness you don't hang out with them. I think all of Mewni would suffer.”
“Well we'd definitely help liven the place up,” Janna said, gazing longingly into the distance, dreaming sweet thoughts of destruction.
Star sighed, laying down on her bed. “I'm just glad we managed to get that mess cleaned up,” she tiredly replied, before releasing a massive yawn.
“What do you mean 'we'?” Janna pointed out. “You and Marco did most of the work. Me and Jacks just did crowd control.”
Star smiled at the mention of the boy, looking over to his slumbering form. True to his word, Marco had, in fact, stayed at Star's side all night, helping however he could as she reversed all her spells. And Star was glad to have the company, finding the tasks tedious and tiring, her already tired body ready to collapse as she undid her unwanted work. But as the hours stretched on, Marco had grown sleepier and sleepier, and, though he never complained once, Star could tell he was struggling to stay awake.
Finally, they were finished, Marco having to lean against the girl just to keep from falling over as they made their way back to the castle. The boy kept rubbing his eyes tiredly, looking cute and adorable as he struggled to keep his promise to his newly christened bestie. Star kept a firm arm wrapped around him, practically carrying him back, as they snuck past the guards and panicked citizens that seemed to swarm the town, none aware that the danger was gone.
And now here they were back in Star's room, the boy asleep practically as soon as his head hit the comfy sofa cushions, worn out from the long night's events. “Yeah,” she breathed, her face softening.
“Want us to help you carry him to his room?” Jackie offered, both her and Janna pretty sure what the answer would be.
Star thought for a second before shaking her head. “No, that's okay. He's fine where he is.”
The two smiled at her reply, pleased their hunches were correct. “Suit yourself,” Jackie began, releasing a fake yawn to try and hide her smirk from Star, stretching her arms over her head. “Me and Jan are gonna head for bed.”
“Good idea,” Star tiredly acknowledged, nodding in agreement, her whole body feeling heavier as she realized how truly tired she was. Jackie stood and her and Janna went to exit the room, the creepy girl turning to Star for a moment.
“Yeah you better get some sleep,” Janna yawned. “Got another long day of 'princess duties' to fulfill.”
Star froze, her friend's words hitting her full force as she realized how true she was. But neither Jackie or Janna noticed as they left, the door closing shut behind them as they trudged for bed, arguing about who was closer to winning the bet. Star's thoughts began spinning around her tired head as her words from earlier that night came back to her. “My promise,” she whispered, looking over to the slumbering Marco, guilt suddenly seizing her stomach, twisting it into an uncomfortable knot.
She released a shaky sigh, leaning against her bed post, putting a hand to her aching head. “Oh no,” she breathed, shutting her eyes tight. “How am I ever gonna be able to spend all day with Marco?” She mentally beat herself up for being so careless, she should have known better than to make a promise she couldn't keep. At the time she had been trying so desperately to keep Marco happy but really she had only made things worse.
She couldn't tell Marco no, she just couldn't, not after what had happened. If it wasn't for him Star would still be in that's things clutches. Marco had saved her, had risked his life for her, and she couldn't bring herself to disappoint him. He meant so much to her.
Star blushed at the last thought, but ignored her burning cheeks, trying to think of a way to get out of her appointed responsibilities and be able to spend time with her Marco. Erh, her bestie. But her tired brain was drawing a blank and she released a long sigh, slowly sinking deeper into herself. “Ugh, what am I going to do?” she asked her ceiling, hoping for some kind of answer from above. But none came and she stood up walking hesitantly over to Marco.
She hovered over him, looking down at his cute little face, smiling softly in his ignorant bliss. Instinctively she reached down and pulled the covers up a little more, tucking them around his snoozing form. She watched him for a moment, memorizing every feature of his sleeping face, unable to believe that this helpless little boy had been the brave, heroic one from before. She recalled the look of determination he had had as he valiantly faced the monster's cave, unafraid of the dangers that lurked inside.
He had been so brave before and she felt a deep gratitude toward him for all he had done. Even after she had blown him off so harshly. Star bent down so she was more level with the boy as she gently ran a hand through the back of Marco's soft brown hair, admiring his sleeping form. “Star,” he groggily whispered in his sleep and Star felt her heart flutter. She pulled her hand slowly away, studying him carefully, concerned she had disturbed the boy's sleep.
But the boy never opened his eyes, merely releasing a cute yawn before turning over once again, now facing Star his breath tickling her face. Star smiled lovingly at the boy, feeling the urge once again to give him a tiny peck on the cheek. But she resisted. She didn't want to startle him. He needed his rest.
So instead she stood, walking slowly over to her vanity, pulling her devil horned headband off as she set it carefully down. She looked into the mirror, determination and exhaustion shining in her eyes. She knew what she had to do. There was only one way she would be able to keep her promise to Marco and she had to go through with it, no matter what.
Star took a deep breath, gathering what little energy she had, as she reached for her princess crown.
“Marco?” The voice was soft and familiar and Marco reveled in how comforting it was, even still lost in his dreams he heard the voice calling out to him and felt a need to answer. He moved uncomfortably in his sleep trying to will himself awake, slowly peeking open an eye, before shutting it again as the harsh sunlit attacked his unguarded pupil. He heard a giggle and felt his heart swell with... what? He wasn't sure. His heart seemed to swell with that emotion quite a bit, usually because of...
“Star?” Marco groggily called, finally recognizing the girl's voice, the lull of sleep releasing its hold on him once again. He sat up, squinting in the blinding sunlit as he stared into the face of his bestie. Star smiled softly at him, reaching out a hand as she gently smoothed out Marco's messy hair. “Morning,” she said softly, her face just as pretty as ever.
“Morning,” Marco muttered, before releasing a massive yawn, ignoring how soft Star's fingers were as they gently pet his head. Marco looked around the room, realizing he was in Star's room not his own, and for a second he was curious how he had ended up there. Then the memory came flooding back to him and he turned to Star in concern. “Did I fall asleep?”
Star gave him a strange look. “Obviously,” she said, trying to hide the giggle that threatened to escape.
“Did... we get everything cleaned up?” Marco asked, his eyes wide with concern.
“Yep,” she said. “All taken care of.”
Marco sighed in relief. “Oh good for a second I thought I fell asleep before we finished,” he admitted.
“Nope,” Star said, finally removing her hand from his hair and he instantly missed the feeling of her touch. “You stayed up all night with me just like you promised.”
“That's a relief,” Marco breathed, before yawning again. “What time is it?”
“One.”
“In the afternoon!” Marco exclaimed.
“Yep!” Star exclaimed, grabbing the startled Marco by the arm and yanking him to his feet. “So you better go get dressed because we are going to spend the rest of the day together, just the two of us!”
Marco's eyes widened in wonder. “Really!!” he shouted in disbelief, his cute little grin making Star's heart thump uncontrollably in her chest.
“Yep!” she replied, shooting him a grin. “I promised we'd spend the day together and I keep true to my word.”
“Awesome!” Marco shouted, pumping an excited fist in the air. But his look of joy switched to one of confusion as he finally took notice of Star's current outfit. “Umm, are you sure you don't have 'princess duties' you need to do first?”
“No, why?”
“Because your wearing your princess outfit,” Marco explained, pointing to the fancy blue dress and crown Star always wore when she was attending to her required responsibilities.
Star followed Marco's gaze, looking down to the poofy dress with surprise, she had been so excited to wake Marco she had forgotten she was supposed to change. She flushed with embarrassment taking the golden crown delicately off her head. “Oh ummm, no,” she stuttered, feeling like she had just been caught doing something wrong. “I was just going to... change.”
“Okay,” Marco hesitantly said, rubbing a hand nervously up and down his arm, feeling the room suddenly grow thick with tension. “I'm just going to...” he went to step around her but Star, sensing his movement, moved too, blocking his path to the door again. The two chuckled nervously, their cheeks both turning equal shades of red.
“Oh umm sorry,” Star said, lowering her head to try and hide her blushing cheeks. “Let me just...” The two both moved simultaneously, blocking each others paths again, their cheeks somehow turning even more red as they stood face to face once again.
“Uhhhh....” Marco began, his heart thumping away in his chest at Star's close contact.
“Here, you go left,” Star said, pointing to her left. “And I'll go right.” She pointed to her other side, Marco nodding his head in understanding.
“O-okay,” he responded before obeying Star's advice, the two quickly swapping sides of the room, their hands for just a second brushing. The two turned staring at each other for a moment. “Well I better...” the blushing boy started, gesturing to the door.
“Y-yeah,” Star squeaked, her tight throat making speaking difficult. She cleared her throat before adding, “Yeah, sounds good. I'll meet you for breakfast in a few minutes.”
Marco nodded. “'Kay.”
With that the boy exited the room, the second the door shut Star releasing a sigh, putting a hand to her pounding heart. “That was close.”
Star walked over to her vanity, putting the crown back in its proper place. She stifled a yawn as her aching body plopped down in the chair. “You got through all the paperwork and everything, Star,” she reminded herself, with the room now empty Star's tired state becoming exposed. “You just have to get through a few hours with Marco and then you can rest.” Star let out a tired sigh as she placed her head against the cool surface of her vanity, letting her weary eyes rest for a moment. “Just a few hours,” she whispered again as she fought against the lull of sleep that called to her.
Marco took a few deep breaths, as the blood finally rushed out of his hot cheeks, his body pressed against Star's closed door. He closed his eyes, the image of Star's face permanently engraved into his subconscious. The hooded boy swallowed down the lump in his throat, as he opened his eyes once again, holding up his hand, his fingers still tingling from contact with his bestie. His hand shook slightly as that strange, yet fast becoming familiar, feeling flowed through him once again, making the boy smile.
He turned slightly toward Star's closed door, the smile never once leaving his lips, his eyes shimmering. Finally, he couldn't take his excitement anymore as he pumped a fist into the air, quietly shouting, “Yes! All day with Star.” It felt like a dream come true, his desire to spend time with his best friend finally going to be filled. He quickly pushed off from the door, his thoughts racing a mile a minute, as he raced to his room to get changed.
Star stared down at her full plate of food, the freshly-made cornbread streaming as it awaited the girl to begin eating it. She looked over to Marco, who sat right next to her, stuffing food as quickly down his throat as possible, overly eager to begin the day with his bestie. The blond held in a giggle at how adorable Marco looked, his cheeks stuffed to the brim with the fresh food making him resemble a chipmunk.
“Slow down, Marco,” Star teased, drawing the boy's attention to her, freezing mid-bite. “I wouldn't want you to choke before we can even start hanging out.” She gave him a playful smile before pouring him a glass of water, which he took eagerly.
He quickly gulped down the soothing liquid, clearing his airway enough for him to talk. “Sorry,” he said, once he was finished with the glass setting it softly in front of him. “I guess I just got carried away. I'm just super excited to be spending time with you.”
“Yeah me too,” Star said softly.
“I mean I just can't stop thinking about what all we're gonna do together. I mean there are so many possibilities...”
Star tried to continue listening to the boy, but she was having trouble focusing, as the lull of sleep called out to her once again, Marco's voice drowning out into the background. Her eyes began drooping as her head suddenly felt heavy, like she was having trouble holding it upright. Her eyes slowly began closing shut as the world around her began fading into the distance. All she wanted was to rest her eyes, just for one moment...
“Star?”
Star's eyes flew open as she whipped her head around to the startled Marco, who jumped at Star's sudden movement. “What, sorry?!” she quickly shouted, trying to stand. But her legs were still wobbly from lack of sleep and she found herself, unable to support her weight, falling forward, right into Marco.
The boy was startled as Star landed in his pushed out chair, throwing his whole chair off-balance with the added weight, sending both of them to the floor. For the second time in 24 hours Star found herself pressed against Marco's chest, her face flushing as she heard the fast thumping of his heart, her own heart cheek marks beating in rhythm to his. She sat up slowly, freezing as Marco's chocolate brown eyes focused on her flushing face. He looked startled, giving her that same wide-eyed wonder he had given her in the yarn creature's cave, Star seeing the gears turning in his head as he tried to make sense of the sudden change.
Star had a flash of that night in the cave, when suddenly compelled with the urge to get kiss him, she had moved closer to him, resisting the overwhelming urge as she stood over the boy, who looked so helpless as he stared up at her, gazing at her like she was the most interesting thing in all of Mewni. He was so open and exposed in that moment, all she had had to do was lean in closer.
But now was different, now she felt embarrassed for clumsily knocking the boy over, now she was the one exposed, her tired mind screaming frantic messages at her to move. “S-Sorry,” she whispered, trying to make herself stand, but she was frozen as her eyes remained locked with her besties, brown and blue caught in a hypnotic gaze.
But the moment was broken as the door to the room slammed open, Star and Marco turning to the person standing shocked in the doorway. Janna's mouths dropped open at the sight of her friend laying on top of the boy she was so obviously crushing on.
“Hey,” Marco said from his position on the floor, sounding as casual as ever, giving the tiniest of waves. Janna's gaze jumped to Star, giving her a look.
“Soo uhhh,” the dark hair girl started, raising a knowing eyebrow at Star. “What's going on?” Star suddenly panicked, realizing the thought process of her friend, rising off of the boy and onto her shaky feet once more.
She stood there awkwardly for a second, her fingers twitching nervously, as Marco stood too, unsure why they were acting so strange all of a sudden. Finally, Star tried to explain the situation to her friend, but Marco's close contact made her skitish and unsure, her voice stuttering uncontrollably. “Umm...I...we were...umm...I just...the thing is...we-we...it was an accident...” Star's muttering voice got quieter and quieter with every word until her voice drifted off and stopped all together, the room filling with an uncomfortable silence.
Marco, however, wasn't uncomfortable at all, still trying to figure out why Star was so embarrassed. “She tripped,” he explained.
Star groaned in embarrassment, covering her flushed face with her hands.
“Oh I'm sure,” Janna said with a smug smile, her eyes jumping to the princess for a second. Star lowered her hands from her face, her face still bright red. She kept her eyes on the floor, trying desperately not to look at anyone.
“It was an accident,” she whispered again, her hands fiddling with a stand of blond hair.
“If you say so,” Janna commented, giving Star a knowing wink.
Star finally recovered from her mortified state, shooting the creepy girl a glare. “It was!” she shouted, sounding defensive.
“Whatever you say,” Janna said, putting an arm around Star.
“Ugh, Janna!” Star groaned, pulling out of her grip, shooting her a suspicious glare. “What are you doing here anyways? Are you spying on us?”
“What no,” Janna defended. “I came here to eat. This is the dining room.”
Star looked around the room in shock, having forgotten what room they were in. “Oh. Right.”
“Hey Star!” Everyone turned to see Jackie in the doorway, a wide smile on her face. “Mmm something smells good,” the skater continued, sniffing the air. Then she froze suddenly noticing the awkward tension in the room, Star's face the picture of embarrassment. “Did I miss something?” she asked, confused.
“Nope, no,” Star said, grabbing Marco by the arm and dragging him out of the room. “Marco and I were just leaving.”
“We were?” Marco asked innocently, as he was pulled away.
Star ignored the boy, as she walked past the white-haired girl, making sure not to make eye contact, her face still slightly red. “Enjoy your meal,” she called after the two, before closing the door behind her.
Jackie turned to her companion. “What was that about?” she asked, bewildered.
“So what do we do now?” Marco asked the princess, as the two walked quietly through the castle halls.
“No! I refuse! If I am not treated with some respect then you can hire some other chump!” Star and Marco stopped as they heard yelling from the other side of the door beside them.
“What was that?” Marco asked his bestie.
“Uhhh-” Star began, but she was cut off before she could answer, as a large man wearing a chefs hat and apron stormed into the room, the door slamming open, a smaller man following after, looking distressed.
“Please chef,” the man began, making a begging motion to the burly man. “We need you. If you leave who will prepare tonight's dinner.”
“Don't know, don't care,” the man grunted, before removing his hat and throwing it to the ground, making Star and Marco jump. “I quit!”  
With that the man turned on his heels and stomped out of the room, the smaller man following afterwards, still begging him to stay. Star and Marco turned to each other, their mouths open in shock at what they had just witnessed. “Was that the chef?” Marco asked in astonishment.
“I think so,” Star answered, equally astonished.
“This is bad, isn't it?” Marco asked his royal friend.
Star nodded, with a sigh. “Yep. Great now I have to find a replacement chef for tonight,” she mumbled, looking sad. “Guess we'll have to pick this up a different day.”
“Maybe not,” Marco suggested, his voice sounding deep in thought. Star turned to the hooded boy, giving him a confused look.
“What do you mean?”
The head waiter sighed as he trudged his way back to the kitchen, unsuccessful in convincing the hard-headed chef to return to his duties. He paused just outside the door, muttering to himself, “What am I supposed to do now?”
“Hand me that bowl, would you Star?” The waiter froze, unsure how he was hearing the voice of a young boy coming from the other side of the kitchen door.
His confusion was worsened as he heard a familiar, girlish voice echo through the thick wood frame, as well. “Sure. Hey, Marco, have you seen the whisk?”
“I don't think we need one for this recipe?”
“Ohhh, right.”
The waiter's eyebrows pinched together in confusion, as he pressed his ear against the door, trying to hear more.
“Hey Star should we go ahead and light the oven?”
“Yeah! Now where does the chef keep the matches?”
With that, the waiter threw the door open, his mouth dropping open at the sight of Princess Star and a boy who he had seen hanging around her recently standing in the middle of the large kitchen space. The two looked up from their work, the boy wearing a chef's hat and in the process of cutting up slices of tomatoes, the girl, wearing an apron with her long, blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, held a lit match over the stove. “What is going on here?!” the head waiter shouted, his voice releasing an unmanly squeak.
“We're making dinner,” Marco explained innocently.
“What?!”
“Relax, Alfred,” Star reassured, turning back to the stove, removing another match from the box, the first one having snuffed out during the blond's hesitation. “We overheard the chef quitting so we decided to cook dinner ourselves.”
“That's not my name,” the man muttered, before adding in a much louder voice. “But this simply isn't proper, uh, Your Highness.” He dropped into a late bow, averting his eyes from the young royal. “Please allow some of the other servants to-”
“Nonsense,” Star said, waving the man's comment away, not noticing the stove-top burst into flames as the match made contact with the hissing gas. “Me and Marco wanted to hang out anyways so this seemed like something fun we could do.”
As the girl spoke, Marco, noticing the fire, pulled out the fire extinguisher and snuffed out the fire without Star's knowledge.
“But-” the head waiter began again, but Star was already pushing him out the door. “Relax we got this. You go and try to find someone else to fill the old chef's job.”
“O-Of course, my Princess,” the man stuttered trying to keep a respectful tone as he addressed his future leader, but there was obvious skepticism in his voice as he added, “But have you ever cooked before?”
Star let out a small laugh, waving another casual hand in the air. “Oh come on, it doesn't look that hard. Right, Marco?”
She turned to the hooded boy for conformation and he nodded, as he poured a bag of corn chips into a bowl. “Yeah. Besides I read the entire chapter on cooking in Mr. Candle's book and we have this really cool recipe book here.”
“See,” she said, turning back to the skeptic man. “We got this.”
The waiter didn't seem convinced. But as he opened his mouth to object, Star slammed the door in his face, turning back to her bestie, shooting him a smile. “So what do I do first?” she asked, leaning against the countertop.
“Why don't you get to work on the cheese sauce?” he suggested and Star gave him a little nod.
“Sure.” She obeyed, pulling out all the ingredients in the book's list, as Marco pulled out the cheese grater, handing it to the girl.
The two were silent for a moment, as they each worked on their own tasks, every few seconds either Star or Marco giving their companion a quick glance and smile before returning to work once again. “This was a good idea, Marco,” Star finally said, as she sliced up the cheese.
“You think so,” he asked, sounding almost giddy at the girl's praise.
“Yep. What did you call this dish again?”
“Umm,” Marco squinted as he read the name of the Earth dish off the book. “Nachos.”
“Hmm.”
The two went silent for a moment again.
“Star?”
“Yeah.” Star stopped, hearing the change in his voice, as she looked over to the boy who gave her a grateful smile.
“Thanks for spending time with me.”
Star returned the smile. “No problem, Marco.”
The two turned to their work once again, casting glances at each other out of the corner of their eyes, their cheeks turning bright pink.
Marco poured the thick cheese sauce all over the tasty corn chips, the two blending together perfectly, creating a delectable smell that made both teens stomachs growl.  “Well that's the last batch,” the boy said joyfully to his companion. But Star didn't reply, instead sniffing the air greedily, the longing look on her face making Marco smile in admiration of how pretty she was.
“Mmmmm,” she said, picking up one of the nacho chips from the top of the batch and putting it into her mouth. Star's whole face lit up as she devoured the delicious treat greedily, Marco doing the same. “Wow,” Star breathed, putting a hand to her face. “That is sooo good.”
Marco licked his lips, free of the cheese sauce, his mouth alive with a tasty sensation. “Yeah, that's pretty good.”
“Pretty good,” Star said, astonished. “No these were amazing! Awesome even!” Marco blushed at Star's compliment, the girl trying to ignore how her heart fluttered as he did. “You're a great cook, Marco.”
“Well we both made them,” he pointed out, averting his eyes as he fiddled with the tablecloth in embarrassment. But Star grabbed his hands, drawing his attention to her once again.
“No,” she said softly, her blue eyes shining as they focused on his face. “You made them. I just helped where I could.”
Marco gave Star the cutest grin of appreciation, pulling her unsuspectingly into a hug. Star hesitantly folded her arms around the boy's small frame, enveloping herself in his warmth, the edges of exhaustion tugging at the back of her mind at the comforting feel of Marco against her. “Thank you so much, Star. I had the best time with you.”
“Your welcome, Marco,” Star said, trying to keep the tiredness out of her voice.
The two finally pulled away, Marco suddenly gasping, as he looked up at the clock. “Oh no. It's almost dinner time.”
Star followed his gaze, seeing that it was in fact almost time for everyone to come eat, the nacho making process taking a bit longer than expected, considering they were having to cook for an entire castle full of people. Marco began to panic, his breathing becoming erratic as he tried to struggled to keep his cool. “What if they don't like them?” he asked, his voice squeaking slightly. “What if nobody wants to eat any or they get mad or...”
Star put a comforting hand on his shoulder, stopping the boy's out-of-control thoughts. “Come on Marco. What do you have to be afraid of? Last night you took on a giant yarn monster all by yourself.”
“Yeah but that was different,” Marco said, still trying to calm down. “That was to save you.” Star's eyes went wide, her heart cheek marks glowing bright red and throbbing, but Marco was too unsettled to notice.
“Why don't you take them out there? Tell them it was yours,” the boy continued, looking like he was on the verge of hiding under the table.
Star shook her head softly at Marco's nervousness, a small smile on her face as her cheek marks went back to their normal state. “Hey,” she put a hand softly on Marco's cheek, turning his face so she could look deep into his eyes. “You got this,” she said, her voice sounding far more confident then Marco felt. “I believe in you.”
Marco's nervous face finally relaxed, giving her one of his signature smiles that Star craved. The blond tried to hold in her coo that was threatening to spill from her lips over how adorable he looked. So instead, afraid her resolve would break, she pulled the boy to his feet, giving him a gentle push toward the door. “You go get the others. I'll stay here and watch the food.”
Marco turned to her for a second, his eyes full of fear, until Star gave him another comforting smile, making a little shooing motion with her hands. The boy took a deep breath, leaving the kitchen, the door closing shut behind him. Star chuckled slightly at Marco's cuteness, before releasing another yawn. She lay her head on the counter-top, allowing her eyes to close for a moment, the pressure to stay awake fading alone in the room. Her breathing became slower and slower as the lull of sleep caught up with her, making keeping her eyes open impossible. “I'll just rest my eyes for one little minute...”
Star opened her eyes, letting out a small yawn, her eyes trying to focus in the low light. Star sat up fast, unsure why everything was so dark when she had only closed her eyes for a moment. She looked around, realizing she was in her own room, half-buried under her think, warm sheets. Star was confused to say the least, racking her brain for any memory of how she had ended up in her bed. She frowned, her mind still trying to figure out this strange situation as she lay back down. That was when she noticed the slumbering form laying right next to her.
Marco was spread out on top of the sheets, his face peaceful as he slept, his face just a few inches from her own and she felt her heart rate spike as Marco's warm breath tickled her face. If her cheeks could blush anymore in that moment she would probably die from blood loss. Star was in shock at the realization that her crus... bestie was laying next to her in her bed and she had no idea how it had even happened, her mind coming to a screeching halt, unable to process anything but how precious Marco looked.
Star shook her head free from the pestering thoughts as she reached a hand out, gently shaking the boy. “Marco?” she whispered, desperate to get answers but still feeling bad for waking him from what seemed to be a pleasant dream.
Marco groaned, but stayed asleep, his face scrunching up in the cutest way. She shook him again, calling his name, this time a little louder. Finally, Marco's eyes slowly opened, his tired voice groggily calling to the person interrupting his sleep. “I don't want to get up yet Bu... Star?”
The boy went from half-asleep to fully awake in a second, upon recognizing the blond girl in front of him. He shot up from the bed, almost mimicking Star a moment ago, looking around the room with bleary eyes and a confused mind. Star sat up once again, as well, keeping a close eye on the boy. “Marco what are we doing in my room?” she asked. “I-In bed,” she hesitantly added, her voice having trouble choking out the last word, her heart cheek marks throbbing once.
The hooded Mewman cocked his head to the side, his face intensely concentrated as he tried to recall how they had gone from the kitchen to Star's room, his mind still drawing a blank. Finally, realization seemed to hit. “Ohhhh,” Marco said, nodding his head. “Right. Well I went to find the others and when I got back you were asleep, so Jackie and Janna helped me bring you here.”
“Wait,” Star interrupted, a sudden concern in the boy's story. “Jackie and Janna helped you. Why didn't you just wake me?”
“I was going to, but then everyone told me that you got all your work done this morning, which I guess explains you wearing your princess dress...” Star averted her eyes from Marco, feeling guilty. “So I figured that meant you hadn't gotten any sleep so I brought you here so you could rest. Then Janna said I should keep an eye on you, so I stayed here, but I got tired and-”
“Why would you do that?!” Star suddenly exclaimed, her eyes welling with sudden tears, Marco jumping at Star's sporadic mood shift.
“W-What?” the boy whispered.
“You weren't supposed to let me sleep. We were supposed to spend the whole day together!”
“But you were tired.”
“Yeah, but now I'm a liar. I-I didn't keep my promise.” Star's voice drifted off as she stared down at her covers, guiltily, pulling her legs up to her chest. Her stomach churned with discomfort, her head screaming insults at herself. She was supposed to spend the day with Marco, the boy who had risked his life for her and she couldn't even stay awake a few hours to please him. She was pathetic.
Finally, she risked a glance upwards, her heart twisting up into an even tighter knot as she saw the look of sadness on the boy's face. “I'm sorry, Marco,” she muttered dejectedly. “I'm not mad. I just...” she sighed. “I wanted to make you happy. And I failed.” Star looked down once again, trying to hide the tears that were still threatening to spill.
The room was silent for a moment, save for Star's sniffling, neither teen daring to look each other in the eyes. After what felt like an eternity, Marco looked up at the girl, seeing the look of sadness on her face and feeling the need to cheer her up. He took a moment to think, trying to come up with something to say to cheer the girl up. He took a deep breath. “You didn't fail,” he said, the girl's eyes darting up, blue meeting brown once again. “You did make me happy.”
“How?” Star whispered.
“Well I got to try cooking, something I never would've gotten to do before I met you and then I got to share it with everyone, something I never would have been brave enough to try if you hadn't encouraged me to. And... I got to spend time with you.”
Marco's face turned slightly red, but it was hard for Star to tell in the darkness of the room. “So I had a good day, because I got to spend it with you.”
Star's face softened, a small smile on her lips. “Even if it wasn't all of it?” she asked, her voice shaking with guilt.
Marco shook his head. “No.” He shot her a smile. “All day or just a few minutes, it doesn't matter I just... really like seeing you.”
Star gave him a blank look, until finally she threw her arms around him in a hug. Marco froze up only for a second, before returning the hug, the two smiling to themselves as they enjoyed being around their favorite person in the whole world.
“We will watch the sunset tomorrow though, right?” Marco asked the girl.
“Of course, Marco.”
The two finally broke the hug, just staring into each others eyes. “So did they like the nachos?” Star finally asked, not looking away from the boy for even a second.
“Yep.” Marco replied. “They said they want me to cook for them more often. Oh! Speaking of which.” The boy suddenly turned, reaching down to the floor and picking up a bowl of the now cold nachos. “They're kinda cold, but you can have some if you want them.”
Star giggled. “How can I resist some of Marco's Super Awesome Nachos,” she said. Marco gave her a confused look. “That's what I'm going to call them.”
“What about Marco and Star's Super Awesome Nachos?” he supplied, giving her another smile.
“Deal,” the girl said, returning the smile. She took a bite of them, taking on a thoughtful expression. “Hmmm, they do taste better hot. Oh, I got it,” she exclaimed, picking up her wand from the nightstand, tapping it against the bowl. It sparkled with magic for a second, before steaming with heat, the smell of freshly cooked nachos filling the room. The two sniffed the air eagerly, before digging into the bowl, settling back on the bed as the two just enjoyed each others company, once again.
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mcwriting · 4 years
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Starstruck (7)
I’m back again and so quickly! Ha! I’m getting soooo close to finishing this but now I’m distracted writing my other series lol. 
While writing this I thought a lot about how much Tom actually curses vs. how little I put in andddd it’s pretty disproportional. I mostly just don’t speak like that so it carries over into my writing, but whatever. I’ll stick with it.
Anyways pls enjoy
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9
Fandom: Tom Holland
Ship: Tom x reader
Setting: Mostly LA, a little bit of South Korea in this one, but it doesn’t really talk about it
Word Count: 2146
Warnings: Mild language as per usual
Rating: K+
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You tore apart your room looking for your favorite swimsuit, an olive green bikini top that accentuated your chest and a pair of black high cut bottoms that lengthened your legs nicely. 
It had been a few days since you went and stayed with b/f/n and she now wanted to go to the beach with you. You hadn’t gone out much since due to the paparazzi, who still hung around your house sometimes.
The suit was nowhere to be found, every drawer and cabinet searched high and low. 
And then you spotted something in the corner of your eye.
A beach bag slumped over the chair by your desk.
Could it be? 
No
Unless…?
You stepped carefully towards it, dreading opening up the bag and the subsequent memories attached to it. The hurt of what Tom did was still fresh, but better than before.
Neither of you had had contact since his final message to you, which was something you weren’t sure if you were happy, sad, or mad about. 
You’d thought about what Caroline had said in the past few nights, losing sleep over her words.
There’s no way I’ve caught feelings for the guy, right?
I mean, sure. He’s handsome, nice accent, great muscles, smells good, dancer, good sense of humor. The list could go on, I guess. 
Oh wait. Shit. 
Those thoughts flooded your mind as you dumped the contents of the bag onto the carpet, something landing with a heavy thud underneath the swimsuit you’d been searching for.
You peeled away the clothes and things to find a yellow glass bottle, Tom’s stupid unopened cologne now rested on the floor of your room. You stared at it for a few seconds, not knowing what to think.
You’d pretty much forgotten about it since the incident, pushed far from every other thought you’d had since that day.
A buzz suddenly sounded from your phone on the bed, revealing a text from b/f/n saying she was on her way. 
Not wanting to run late, you sat the bottle on the desk and ran to the bathroom to change before she arrived.
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Photographers followed you and b/f/n at the beach, probably wanting to write a gossip piece about how you were “moving on.” Neither of you cared.
Instead, you both actively posed for the cameras for a little bit, laughing at the men’s persistence. Eventually, however, another of many celebrities in the area caught their eyes and they left, giving you much needed peace.
After a couple hours spent swimming, taking selfies, and tanning, the two of you gathered your things and headed for lunch at a nearby cafe. 
As you sat and ate under an umbrella, you found an article that had already been written containing photos from the beach earlier. It was titled “Moving on? Y/l/n spotted in spicy bikini with pal,” something that made you roll your eyes. 
“Wouldn’t it be funny if we reposted some of these pictures?” you joked to b/f/n. 
“Yes oh my gosh! That would be hilarious! Send me the article,” she agreed. 
You both screenshotted some pictures, picking your favorite to be the cover of your next Instagram post and intermixing some of the day’s selfies, too. Each of you hit post, tagging one another, and went back to your food.
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The day had been long but perfect. 
B/f/n dropped you at your house late that afternoon, both of you tired from sitting in the sun most of the day. Since then, you’d spent the evening with your family and now prepared for bed.
You hadn’t checked your phone much since posting the photos, but you opened instagram to find that tons of Tom’s fangirls had liked and commented on your picture, most of them pretty supportive. 
Your caption had read “Apparently this is a spicy swimsuit and somehow it’s helping me move on from drama. Either way, today was a much needed beach day with my fav!” 
Other of your friends commented inside jokes, adding fire and pepper emojis, and called you spicy.
You spent a few minutes replying to comments when you decided to look at the likes. You searched “Holland” in the bar, wanting to see how many fans were liking it, but the first name caused your stomach to drop. 
Tomholland2013
There was a blue checkmark signifying it was him, too. 
There was no way he’d done it earlier, so you went back to the comments, where you found a new comment from only a minute before that read “OMG TOM LIKED!”
You were shocked to say the least. Was this some kind of a joke to him? Or was this his way of reaching out from a distance? Your thoughts became frequent and jumbled, and finally you decided to put up the phone and truly get ready for bed.
On the back of your desk chair was draped your favorite sleep shirt. As you went to grab it, the cologne bottle caught your eye once again.
You stared at it for a minute, then did something you’d probably regret later. 
You ripped off the plastic wrap off top and uncapped it. You took a heavy breath, and then spritzed the scent a few times over the sheets. 
It wafted up around you, filling your nose with the musky sweetness you were familiar with. 
After changing, you crawled into bed, the smell overcoming you, relaxing you. Surprisingly, butterflies filled your stomach as warm memories of yours and Tom’s night together came to mind once again. 
Ah shit. Caroline was right was the last thought to cross your mind as sleep overtook you.
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Stan Twitter and Insta had blown up overnight as Tom’s fans speculated about him liking your post (and of course it just had to be one in a swimsuit). You tried not to think about it too much as you once again went to dance and tried to let off steam.
After class came and went, a parent came to let you know that once again there were dozens of people outside waiting for you with cameras and whatnot.
Your friends offered to help walk you to the car, but you were honestly angry. Enough was enough.
“I knew things would get crazy but this has gone on for too long. Celebrities might have to put up with this, but I don’t,” you spat, shouldering your dance bag and heading for the door. 
A few people tried to stop you but you just shrugged them off.
“Y/n, y/n!” the people began yelling, fighting to see who would get to your first. One woman beat out the rest and shoved a microphone in your face, the cameraman blocking your way.
“Tell us about your time with Tom Holland! We only want the truth!” she exclaimed with her feigned enthusiasm.
”You don’t want the truth, you want a story,” you began. Seeing the way people already looked uncomfortable with that statement, you continued.
“You take a good, normal person and turn him into your own little reality show. You build him up into a big celebrity just so you can tear him down in public.”
You were beginning to feel your face heat up and eyes threaten tears, but still you continued, looking out at the rest of the crowd.
“Just so you can sell magazines and TV shows? That’s really sick. And Tom Holland’s just one example. He’s talented and successful. He’s all the stuff lots of kids dream of having.”
Nothing you said had a hint of sarcasm or disdain, but rather it was a defendant tone. Now you took on an accusatory one directed at the reporters.
“But thanks to you, he’s had to give up some of the best things in life. Freedom. Privacy. Honesty. So congratulations, you’ve created a celebrity. But you have wrecked the human being inside. You should be ashamed of yourselves.”
You finished the tirade, a tear slipping onto your cheek as you remembered the night he spent at your house telling you about how he often missed normal life. There was a heavy pause but cameras continued to flash. The reporter turned to her cameraman.
“Did you get that?” she asked. He nodded, so she turned back to you.
“Y/n, y/n just one more question. In your opinion, who is Tom Holland really?”
You looked at her, taken aback. Your blood boiled.
“Who is he? I don’t know. The Tom Holland you’re all so obsessed with…” you took a moment to collect your thoughts. “I promise you I never met him. And I wouldn’t want to.”
With that, you pushed through the crowd and to your car, hoping they were satisfied.
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On the other side of the world, Tom was becoming stir crazy. By the time Tom had awoken, videos and transcripts of your speech were already circulating the internet and he was overwhelmed and frankly angry. 
He was supposed to be getting ready for another press day, but how could he do interviews when everyone would just want to hound on him about you?
“Tom, we need to talk,” Harrison said sternly as Tom paced his hotel living room. Harry and Sam stood behind him in the entryway..
“Alright what on?” he asked as though nothing was wrong.
“Tom. Tell us what’s got you acting like this, saying what you did, and her making that speech through tears. You obviously liked that girl and something happened with her,” Harry stated.
Tom paused and turned to the group.
“What are you talking about? There was nothing going on between us.”
They all looked at each other and then Tom like he was an idiot.
“Look mate, you have no reason to lie to us. We always have your back and we’ll probably understand,” Sam added. The group took a few steps forward.
Tom was becoming more agitated and avoided eye contact with all of them. He crossed his arms tightly over his chest.
“First off, I’m not lying. And secondly, if I were, you all wouldn’t understand anyways because you aren’t me! None of you get what it’s like living my life and you never will!” Tom exclaimed, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
The group was taken aback at Tom’s explosive statement and now Harrison was mad too.
“You know what, man? We came here to talk because we care about you. You’ve been a real dick the past few days and it’s getting old. All we wanted to do was help you out but instead you decided to go all movie star on us,” Harrison blurted. He turned to the twins, “Let’s go guys. He’s obviously beyond us.”
The three boys turned to walk out the door and Tom felt a weight drop in his stomach. Harry was just starting to open the door when Tom stopped them.
“Wait!” he paused and took a deep breath, “I’ll tell you all what’s really going on, but you have to let me tell the whole story first.”
They reluctantly turned back, eventually making themselves comfortable around the living room and letting Tom vent out the whole story, including how his management had made him cut ties with you.
“She was so honest and kind and I blew it. The more distant from her I can make myself, the better. I couldn’t let myself bring you in on this secret and feel bad too. She deserves to just hate me.”
The boys were all shocked and angered at what was going on.
“Tom, I love you, you’re my brother. But you are such a div! And I mean that in the most extreme manner possible,” said Harry.
“Yeah, come on mate. Just fire them! Why are you letting them control your life?” asked Sam. 
“You guys don’t get it! Singleness sells! I can’t jeopardize my career just because I found y/n to be the most beautiful and incredible and real person I’ve ever met. I mean, right?”
Harrison piped up at that.
“You really are more stupid than you look. Tom I’m gonna tell you straight. They’re living in some figmented reality where your relationship status determines whether or not you get hired. I mean, you’re Spider-Man for God’s sake. That has to count for something, right?”
Tom bounced his head back and forth in contemplation. 
“I mean I guess-” he started when Harrison cut him off again.
“You guess!” he stood up in disbelief. “You guess? Come on! Directors don’t care who the hell you’re dating if you’re giving them Oscar worthy performances and box office hits! And even then, who cares about your career when you’re putting your heart on the cutting board for it. Just go after the damn girl, Tom. And fire those assholes while you’re at it.”
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A/N: Still can’t believe I got this out so quickly. Anyways, thanks for reading and as always, send me a message or ask if you wanna talk since I can’t respond to comments! (And keep an eye out for “the best revenge,” my new series)
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poetictrekkie · 5 years
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Holiday Headcanons for the Voyager Crew
Kathryn Janeway:
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As Voyager’s captain, it is Janeway’s responsibility to organize holidays for the crew.
But Christmas is her personal favourite.
The ship’s crew definitely has the fondest memories of their captain during this holiday.
She takes it upon herself to give presents to each department, and all the children on the ship.
And though she hasn’t got the best voice in the world, she’ll be singing Christmas carols with a cup of spiked eggnog in her hand.
The holidays, unfortunately, result in Kathryn’s cooking efforts multiplying.
Chakotay has had to stomach too many of her homemade fruitcakes.
Of course, he lies through his teeth when asked how it tastes.
Sometimes, he uses the excessive stickiness of the cake as an excuse not to reply.
But as much as she enjoys the side of Christmas that involves getting together, she loves spending Christmas Eve in her quarters, looking out at the perpetually starry sky and thinking that it looks like winter flurries in space.
It’s also the time when she’s homesick the most.
For the real Christmas tree that Mark would chop down and bring home every year.
For Mollie’s little Santa hat, that would always fall off ten seconds after Kathryn wrangles it onto her.
And for the snow. Always the snow.
Chakotay:
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Chakotay has never been one to celebrate the holidays with anything other than a glass of spirits by the fireplace.
However, as first officer and former captain of the Maquis, he feels an obligation to join the yearly festivities.
He’s always been responsible for putting up the Christmas tree in the mess hall. 
Each year, he decorates it exquisitely.
He saves up replicator rations for ornaments.
If he doesn’t have as many as he wants, he’ll get the kids to make decorations themselves.
The Borg children always make incredible paper snowflakes, and give some as gifts to Chakotay.
He also makes sure to attend the celebrations for each holiday. From Hanukkah, to Kwanzaa, to the Orthodox Christmas in January, he’ll always be there.
He takes it as an opportunity to learn about the different cultures of Earth – something he’s always been fascinated by as an amateur anthropologist.
Most of all, the holidays are a time for Chakotay to spend time with his Voyager family, and reflect upon his journey in life so far.
Tuvok:
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Whenever the holiday season comes around, Tuvok has a habit of receding into his quarters to escape the noise and bustle.
However, he likes to join the crewmen who are celebrating Hanukkah.
There’s something very beautiful and meditative about the nightly celebrations: the lighting of the menorah, the songs and prayers.
The crewmen always welcome him to join them each year, and teach him how to pronounce the prayers in Hebrew.
Tuvok has also displayed a surprising talent for Hanukkah cooking.
His sufganya are all eaten within ten minutes of him setting the plate down on the table.
And he’s tested out recipes for latkes with Vulcan flavours, like plomeek or gespar.
After the festivities, Tuvok will often meditate by the menorah.
The messages that Hanukkah brings, like faith and standing up for what you believe in, guide him through his nightly meditations during the holiday seasons.
Tom Paris:
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Tom has an annual Christmas tradition of wearing antlers and a red nose while at the helm.
He thinks of himself as Rudolph driving Santa’s sleigh.
He calls Captain Janeway “Captain Santa Claus” for the whole day.
He calls Commander Chakotay “Commander Mrs. Claus” for the whole day.
Neither of them are amused.
Tom also loves to help decorate the ship and organize the Secret Santa exchange.
One time, he hung mistletoe right over Tuvok’s station on the bridge.
Needless to say, all the ensigns coming to hand in reports to their superior officer couldn’t decide if they were more amused or terrified.
He also organizes holodeck events leading up to and on Christmas Eve.
Holiday karaoke.
Sleigh races.
Holiday-themed movie nights.
But the event that Tom will be remembered for the most was the Starfleet vs. Maquis snowball fight.
It was brutal, incredible, and a ton of fun.
However, he’ll never go near B’Elanna if she’s holding a projectile made of snow – holographic or otherwise. His lesson has been learned.
Harry Kim:
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Harry loves the holidays. If every day could be a holiday, he would not mind one bit.
Loves everything about them: the food, the gifts, the time spent with his friends.
Harry always gives his close friends homemade presents that he’s spent months working on.
One year, he gave Captain Janeway a framed photo collage of the crew, which she hung on the wall of her office.
And Kes was surprised when he presented her with a jar of homemade preserves made from the fruits grown in Airponics.
She was even more surprised when it turned out to be delicious.
Harry is also responsible for starting the annual Seollal (Korean New Year) celebration.
He’s adapted a few of the traditions for the Voyager crew.
After a ritual meal, the younger generations of the family pay respect to their elders by taking a deep bow called sebae. Then, the elders offer their blessings and wishes for a prosperous year.
For this tradition, Harry has replaced the younger generations with the junior officers, and the elders with the senior officers.
He also taught both the children and adults on the ship traditional games played during this time.
It always gives him a sense of pride to see his Voyager family celebrating traditions that he has observed since his childhood.
B’Elanna Torres:
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Christmas is the one day when B’Elanna’s human and Klingon sides stop warring in her head.
In fact, it’s a day when B’Elanna reflects on her happy childhood memories, celebrating Christmas with her Mexican family.
While B’Elanna might be a little too old for the Christmas pinata, she always sets one up for the children, filled with candy canes, chocolates, and lollipops.
She always asks Kes to grow lilies a month or so before Christmas, so she can decorate her quarters with them.
Sometimes, she gets a melancholy, nostalgic feeling when she smells the lilies first thing on Christmas morning.
But she never cries… alright, maybe once.
B’Elanna also likes to make farolitos, intricately designed paper lanterns made from brown bags, with her friends.
She once made one in the shape of the ship’s warp core.
She’ll invite some of the senior crew a few days before Christmas to make lanterns and share food.
It’s one of her favourite nights of the year, when they string up the lanterns that they made together and place little lights inside.
The Doctor:
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When it comes to the holidays, if there’s an excuse to sing, the Doctor is all for it.
And with all the carols being sung at Christmastime, the Doctor is kept content for the entire day.
He’ll organize the musically talented officers in a holiday band, and they’ll perform for the entire crew on Christmas Eve.
Unfortunately, the Doctor does sometimes get a little busy during Christmas.
After the infamous snowball fight, he spent his entire night treating minor injuries.
But all in a day’s work for the EMH, even on Christmas.
He loves learning about all the different human traditions during the holidays.
Since he doesn’t have to eat as a hologram, the Doctor always has tons of replicator rations saved up.
And he gets all his friends slightly extravagant presents.
But Seven really did like the necklace he got her one year.
All in all, Christmas is a time that the Doctor is thankful that he has such good friends.
Tom is proud to say that the Doctor has never once made a snide remark to him on Christmas.
Seven of Nine:
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The holidays are a time for Seven to reconnect with her humanity and the traditions she used to celebrate.
She spends plenty of time with the Borg children, and gets them all gifts for Christmas.
The year she gave Mezoti a miniature chemistry kit was one of her successes.
And the Doctor insists that she sing a Christmas carol or two.
But it’s also a time with more socializing than necessary.
Excessive socializing is irrelevant.
And exhausting.
There’s a yearly tradition on Voyager, that one of the crew members will be drawn randomly to turn on the lights on the Christmas tree and give a toast.
And Seven, of course, is selected one year.
She’s never been more terrified in her entire existence.
She spends the entire lead-up to the holidays agonizing over her speech.
But in the end, Seven manages to make a very poignant toast.
“To my second family on Voyager: I thank you for showing me that resistance is not as futile as the Borg had me to believe. The values of your holidays – love, forgiveness, togetherness – capture the essence of all that you have taught me.
Kes:
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Kes is always very busy in the lead up to the holidays.
The Airponics gardens are positively overflowing with poinsettia and holly, and whoever comes inside will comment that it’s already beginning to look like Christmas!
She also grows the mistletoe herself, a plant that is highly in demand by the couples onboard Voyager.
It doesn’t take telepathy to know who’s in a relationship that year, depending on who comes in to pick up a sprig or two of mistletoe.
Kes often helps Neelix with the holiday parties.
She has a flair for baked goods, and her gingerbread with Airponics-grown ginger is always a hit during the Christmas party.
When it comes to giving presents, you can be sure that Kes will be delivering flowers to all her nearest and dearest.
The Christmas season is also the time of year that Kes is on the receiving end of the most elf jokes.
One year she decides she’s had enough, and dresses up like one of Santa’s elves for the entire Christmas day.
The kids absolutely love it.
So do the other officers, but they’re better at hiding it.
It’s actually kind of adorable.
And that’s how Kes has now made it an annual tradition to dress like an elf on Christmas.
Neelix:
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As morale officer, the holidays are Neelix’s time to shine.
And what other holiday does Neelix love better than Prixin?
Right answer: no other holiday.
He always puts a lot of effort into the Prixin festivities, because he loves sharing the traditions of his people.
It also makes him feel just a little less homesick for Talax.
But in regards to the other holidays, he loves them too.
Especially Christmas. Christmas is definitely Neelix’s second favourite holiday.
He’s always planning fun things for the kids and crew alike.
And the cooking… Neelix makes more food on Christmas than on any other day.
No one could quite forgive him for adding leola root to the turkey stuffing, though.
But one year, Neelix is absolutely swamped with work. And they’re running low on food reserves.
So he suggests a potluck dinner for Christmas.
The potluck is such a hit that Neelix begins to do it every year.
The only downside is the amount of dishes that Neelix has to clean at the end of the night.
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