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Star Spangled Seresin
Series Warnings: Language, alcohol consumption. Political situations. Unrequited love, one night stand, military and political inaccuracies. Smut. 18+ Minors DNI. Banner Credit: @thedroneranger
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Chapter 5: New Romantics
If you had asked Jacob Seresin what the best moment of his life was, you would probably expect him to say something about his Navy career, his family, or getting elected to the White House.
What you wouldn't expect him to say would was that the best moment of his life was right now, when his wonderful girlfriend, Jaycee, surprised him with tickets to the Eras Tour.
Jake was the second biggest Swiftie in the White House. You were the first. Just as Jaycee gave him his tickets, Bradley was giving you yours. Taylor was on her second North American leg of her tour and would be playing at FedEx Field.
It was a warm May morning, and you and Bradley were in a good place in your now, very real marriage. Jake and Jaycee had successfully been hiding their relationship for over a year now, with only a few "soft launch" photos on social media. Tonight, Jaycee and Jake planned to go public, and true to her journalism roots, Jaycee already had it planned out perfectly.
You had spent all day getting ready in your Miss Americana outfit before forcing helping Bradley with his Heartbreak Prince garb.
Jaycee had matching shirts for her, and Jake made. Hers read, "Karma is my boyfriend." While Jakes simply read, "Karma." He was so excited to put it on. His eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store.
The whole way to the stadium, the two of you talked non-stop about the set list and what you hoped the surprise songs would be. Bradley and Jaycee watched the two of you in adoration and slight horror. They were definitely not the die-hard Taylor fans like you and Jake were.
"So, Wise-woman, what are you hoping she does for a surprise song?" Jake asked you. "I would die if she did 'peace' it the only one of my favorite songs that isn't on the set list that she hasn't done. And I just know I'm going to cry when she does 'Wildest Dreams' and 'august'." You tell him. "What about you Jake?" You ask him.
"I will lose my mind if she does 'New Romantics.' It is hands down my most favorite song. I know she takes requests, and I tweeted her that we were going to be there, and I asked for it, so I mean, maybe she will?" Jake said hopefully.
Jaycee sat back in her chair and smirked. Little did Jake know, Jaycee had been planning this for weeks, and she'd already planted the seed with Taylor's creative team for "New Romantics" to be a surprise song. Sometimes, working in the White House had its perks.
To say that Jaycee was overwhelmed by the concert was an understatement. She couldn't believe the sheer number of people that were there or the number of friendship bracelets she'd been given. She also never would have imagined witnessing the vice president of the United States cry while scream-singing 'Enchanted' to her or seeing her best friend and the president slow dance to their wedding songs being performed live, but yet, here she was.
You and Jake were currently dancing to 'Shake It Off," while she and Bradley sat back and admired the two of you living your best lives.
"So he has no idea that she's going to sing it?" Bradley asked Jaycee as they sat back in their seats. "No clue." Jaycee smiled back at him.
Soon, the 1989 portion of the set had finished, and the stage was dark. Jake waited with baited breath as Jaycee came to stand next to him. They listened to Taylor talk about how she occasionally takes requests for this part of the set and how she had a very important request for tonight.
Jaycee couldn't hear anything else after that because of how loud Jake was screaming when the first few bars of "New Romantics" began to play. She quickly whipped out her phone and began filming him. She couldn't help but laugh when he sang the chorus and looked directly at her during the line, "The best people in life are free."
She couldn't help but smile, and it never left her face for the rest of the night. By the time the show ended, Jaycee had tons of photos and videos on her phone. On the limo ride back, she carefully selected a few group photos, one of you are her, one of you and Bradley, and one of her and Jake with their matching shirts on full display for an Instagram post. After selecting the pictures, she captioned them, "The best people in life (really) are free. #HardLaunch #J&J"
She made sure to tag the correct accounts before queuing the post to drop at exactly four in the morning before turning off her phone. She spent the night with Jake in his room in the White House. All night, he keeps telling her that she should just move in with him, but Jaycee likes the freedom of having her own apartment. It gives her a chance to still be independent. She knows that eventually she'll move in with Jake, but she just isn't ready to yet.
The next morning, when she and Jake turn on their phones, the news of their relationship is the first thing they see. Four media outlets have already reached out to both of them for an exclusive, but Jake and Jaycee have already promised an exclusive to one of her coworkers.
You and Bradley are abuzz now that the news has finally broken. You were sure that Bradley was going to slip up with every sligh comment he posted on their soft launch photos, but thankfully, he never did. You were, however, worried about Jaycee. She was very much like you in the fact that she didn't spend much time in the spotlight. She was used to reporting the news, not being in it.
You knew that there would be a learning curve. Thankfully, Jake was there to help her. Not that she needed much help. After years of working in the industry, Jaycee knew exactly what to say and how to say it. She just got a little freaked out when people wanted to take her photo or if paparazzi would show up.
The first few weeks were fine until one day, when she was out running some errands.
Jaycee had clocked the man in the dark jacket when he started following her a few blocks back, right after she'd gotten her morning coffee. She tried to brush it off, but every turn she made, he was there. She pulled her hat down further over her face and kept her large sunglasses on. When she made another turn, she could see that the man had a camera in his hands. She figured he was trying to a photo of her doing something scandalous for the tabloids.
Normally, photographers kept their distance, but this one didn't. And Jaycee couldn't shake the eerie feeling this guy gave her. So, she discreetly took out her phone and called Jake before ducking into a CVS on the corner.
"Jake." She breathed into her phone as she tried to hide from the man. "What's wrong, darlin?" He asked her, sensing the distress in her voice. "A paparazzo is following me. They have been for several blocks. He has a weird vibe, and I can't shake it. I'm at the CVS on the corner of 4th and West. Can you please come get me?" Jaycee asked him.
"Henry and I are on our way now." Jake replied. But before Jaycee could say anything else, she felt a hand clamp down on her shoulder and spin her around.
"Ms. Marchetti, how are you doing?" The man who'd been following her asked as he held his camera up to snap a photo of her. Jaycee panicked. "Get away from me! Don't touch me!" She yelled. Jake was still on the phone. He heard her trying to run away while the man chased after her, asking questions and snapping pictures.
"Henry, step on it!" Jake yelled as his head of security raced through the streets. Jaycee tore down the sidewalk like a mad woman, running into people and bumping into curbs. The photographer still followed her and was shouting at her.
"I just want to ask you a few questions!" He yelled, but Jaycee didn't want to be anywhere near that creep.
She turned a few corners and ran down an alley. She thought she was safe until he spotted her. Jaycee didn't have anywhere else to go. She was at a dead end. She was just about to scream when Jake's voice rang out as he yelled for the man to get away from her. He and Henry quickly stepped in between them, using their bodies to block her from his view.
"Listen, pal, I don't know where you get off on following my girl through downtown and putting your hands on her, but I swear to God if you ever do it again, it will be the last thing you ever do." Jake sneered at him.
"I wasn't meaning any harm, Mr. Seresin. I was just trying to get some stuff for the Sun Journal. Honest." He tells Jake.
Jake isn't satisfied with his response. "That doesn't give you the right to put your hands on her or follow her." He tells the paparazzo.
Henry looks over his shoulder at Jake, who nods to him. Henry then reaches forward and grabs the man's camera. He snaps the lens off before ejecting the memory card and snapping it in and throwing everything on the ground and stepping on it.
"Well, you and I both know that the Sun Journal isn't exactly top news. I didn't think she's agree to a sit down with me. But even though she didn't answer my questions, I got some great shots of her running through the people looking crazy. And a few in the pharmacy. I'll just cook something up." He chuckles.
"What photos?" Jake says as he stares the man down.
"You can't do that!" The man screeches.
"And you can't grab people without their permission. Now, if I were you, I'd get the hell out of here before Henry causes you to meet the same fate as your equipment." Jake states.
The photographer opens his mouth to argue but runs away before he does.
Jake immediately softens and turns to Jaycee. "Darlin, are you okay?" He asks as he wraps her in his arms.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm glad you got here when you did, Jakey. I don't know what I would have done." A few tears slip down her face.
"I'll always be here for you, Jay." Jake reassures her. "C'mon, let's get in the car, I'm taking you back with me." Jake tells her.
Once the two of them are in the car, Jake let's out a long sigh. "Jay, I know you like having your own space, but I think it might be best if you moved in with me." He tells her.
"JakeâI don't think that is really necessary. Today was just a one-time thing. It just caught me off guard. I'll be more careful next time." Jaycee tells him.
"Jaycee, it wasn't really a suggestion. You're moving in with me." Jake says firmly.
"Jake, you can't tell me what to do. I'm an adult who is capable of making her own decisions." Jaycee shoots back.
"Jay, I understand that, but I need to make sure you're safe. I can't do that if you aren't with me. If you live in the White House, I can make sure you have round the clock security so nothing like this ever happens again. I mean, what if Henry and I hadn't gotten there when we did? Something bad could have happened to you. Jaycee, I don't want to take away your independence, I just want to make sure you're safe. I love you, and I care about you, and I would lose my mind if something happened to you." Jake explains to her.
"Jake, I hear you, and I hear your concerns, butâI justâmoving in together is a big step. And the White House? If I live there, I have to give up my job at The Post. My journalistic integrity goes out the door. I mean, I'm up for a Washington Women in Journalism Award for my piece on the treatment of the modern woman in the workforce. I knew dating you would come with sacrifices, but it's still hard. She tells him.
"I know. And it's not fair. We knew that there would be struggles going public. I just didn't expect them to happen so quickly. Jaycee, you know I'd never ask you to give up your life for me. I couldn't do that to you." Jake takes her hands in his. "Maybe I jumped the gun with the whole living together thing. Maybe we couldâ"
"You're right." Jaycee stops him with a long. "What?" Jake looks at her confused. "What you said about safety and privacy and protecting me. You're right. As much as i hare to admit it." She explains. Jake softens. "What if we did a trial run. A few weeks, maybe. Just to see how it goes. Can we compromise at that?" Jake asks her.
"No. I want to move in with you, Jake. I love you, and I know that you really do want what's best for usâfor me." Jaycee smiled at him.
"Really? Are you sure?" Jake checks with her.
"Yeah, I'm sure Jakey. Y/N has been trying to convince me for months. She wants me to be the head of White House PR anyway." Jaycee laughes
Jake joins her and laces his fingers through hers. "So this is a big step." He sighs out.
"I know. But it's a good big step." Jaycee assures him.
The next few days are spent getting her belongings collected. You're over the moon that Jaycee is going to be living in the same space as you again. The day she officially calls the White House home, you pull Jake aside and remind him that even though he is the vice president, you'll kill him if he ever hurts your best friend He knows you aren't kidding.
Later that night, the two of them lay in bed, making small talk. And in that moment, both of them realize that any reservations they had are gone. This is it for them, and right now, they are exactly where they want to be.
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GitS Asks!
Anonymous asked:
I figured we were going to go the "are you my daddy?" route, but still I'm genuinely surprised that the boys, especially Donnie, haven't even considered that Ghost might be an alternate universe Donatello. I understand that they arent aware of the existence of alternate universes, but Donnie has done research and has a whole cork board dedicated to the subject, WITH PHOTOGRAPHS of three different iterations of the turtle's, all of whom bare a surprising resemblance to Ghost! At least, more so than the Rise!Turts anyways.
Meanwhile, Ghost is a mutant turtle who wasn't created by Draxum, is practically a genetic clone of Donnie, is trained in ninjutsu, has a super genius iq, wields a bo staff, wears a purple mask, has brothers who are very similar to the boys, a mutant rat for a father, and was separated by his family in a way that requires a special portal machine to get back to them.
Honestly, the fact that Ghost can only return to his family via portal machine should have been a big clue. Like, why is a portal the only way for him to go home? Where on earth is his home if no traditional travel methods can get him back there?
Pizza Pit hasn't happened yet, so Donnie actually hasn't done research with photographs of the different turtle iterations! And keep in mind that Donnie felt like he was copying Ghost. Everyone but Ghost thought that Donnie was just modelling himself after Ghost because they're both intelligent. Favorite color purple? Well he might as well try out a bo staff since that's what Ghost has...
Donnie was aware of a parallel dimension as an option, but he saw Ghost being his dad as more likely. His next best theory is that he's an alien of some kind. Or at least from a different planet, even if he was created on Earth.
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@contumacy-supporter asked:
GITS: Do you have any plans on reuniting Ghost and the boys with the rest of the 2003 turtles? Maybe in a "they're here now (Rise verse), they're looking for him (Ghost)" possibly after the Kraang situation (once they've grown)??
Spoilers! :) I promise a happy ending. What that means, I cannot say.
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Anonymous asked:
Sorry for the weird ask but I saw a episode of bluey called rain the other day and the relationship between the mom and bluey really reminded me of ghost
I don't/haven't watched Bluey but I appreciate you thinking of Ghost when you're watching other stuff! I hope people who know enjoy the parallel :D
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Anonymous asked:
At this point the feeling of being pulled in two different directions is so strong I feel like the best case/least painful solution is having some sorta inter-reality doorway that could allow back-and-forth between Ghostâs world and Rise, kinda like how the dimensions in 03 work with the Battle Nexus. I know itâs unlikely, but Iâm in denial and will take comfort in the absurd mental image of being able to do ridiculous things like traveling to another reality to borrow a cup of sugar
The 03 Turtles knocking on the interdimensional doorway "hey guys yeah can we have some sugar because the methodical destruction of all but small patches of plant-life on our planet making everything uninhabitable has made it difficult to get some."
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Anonymous asked:
OH MY GOSH THE LAST CHAPTER OF GITS HAS TURNED ME INTO A PUDDLE OF EMOTIONAL JELLY!!! THANK YOU!!!
Question time: you said previously that Ghostâs colour pallet was going to change to match the rise one at some point. I assumed that it was going to be because of his mutation from getting stung, but the whole âbeing filled with bright neon colours thingâ and feeling more at home and like he has a place in the Rise world in the last chapter is making me think that itâs going to be triggered by emotions instead. Are the boys going to notice? Will it be commented on? I cannot wait to see Ghostâs reaction!! Also, Iâm assuming that when his colour pallet changes the effect of physics upon him will also - I cannot wait to see Ghost get hit hard and then be like âIâM FINE??? WHY AM I FINE???â.
Spoilers! But I promise it'll be mentioned more blatantly in the story when it does happen.
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Anonymous asked:
I LOVED the last chapter of GITS!! A big difference between the 2003 TMNT and Rise is that the 2003 turtles are not biologically related to Splinter in any way, and they possibly arenât biologically related to each other either. They are just four turtles and a rat that happened to be in the right place at the right time to get mutated. Splinter became their father because he CHOSE to be. They are a family through CHOICE. I love that you are carrying that on into GITS!! Biological relation doesnât matter to Ghost - why would it? Itâs a legacy of love he is passing on to the Rise boys, and I think itâs beautiful.
For 2003 it's very likely that they're biologically brothers, because they were sold at the same time from the same pet store, likely from the same tank. They were probably a part of the same clutch! But Splinter taking them in definitely taught them that choosing is important. Knowing April and Casey, meeting the rest of their friends, the turtles know. They know what it means to choose family. Biological relation has never mattered to Ghost. Even if his brothers weren't biologically related to him at all, he would still feel the same about them.
It's kind of why Ghost doesn't understand Rise Splinter well. Why would he choose to take in these kids when he acts like he doesn't want them half the time?
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Anonymous asked:
stuck on the idea for months that like even if in canon sainw is happening in live time while ghostâs with his kids what if his brothers just show up one day as teenagers and are like âweâre so sorry it took us so many months to get here we fought to find you with every second of the dayâ and ghostâs just there like âIM IN MY F O R T I E S WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU MEAN MONTHSâ and thatâs how everyone discovers that the rottmnt dimension moves time at rocket speed in comparison to 2k3
Oh man THAT would be a fun AU. Dang. Oof. Ouchie.
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Anonymous asked:
Referencing the GITS ask about 16 yr old 2003 Donnie finding newly mutated Splinter and Turtle Tots; what would change for Splinter? He suddenly has this 16 year old to deal with thatâs expecting him to be amazing and wise to go along with horribly mutating into a rat and massive amounts of trauma. Would having 03 Donnie there help, or make things worse for Splinter? Would Splinter give in to his depression and mental health issues earlier because 03 Donnie is there to watch the babies? Does he feel the need to parent 03 Donnie? Does the fact that 03 Donnie has gone through some traumatic experiences make Splinter more determined not to train the Rise boys or convince him that they need training for their own protection when they are old enough? Also does Rise Donnie get given a different name because 03 Donnie is there? If he gets given his cannon name, what do the Rise babies call 03 Donnie when they start to speak?
(Sorry this has so many questions - this idea kidnapped my brain and wouldnât give it back)
I imagine Lou (because he is still Lou at this point) would feel responsible for Don as well. Don is scared, he just got separated from his family, he's been through shit. Don calls his dad "sensei" or "father" or "Master Splinter", so Lou wouldn't use Splinter as a nickname. Don would also be talking about his brothers. This boy spills everything instantly. Lou immediately knows everything about their lives. He doesn't tell Don about his, because he's still just a kid. He's younger than Lou was when he left home to be a movie star.
Don being there would help and make things worse. On one hand, Lou feels guilty for the days he can't help Don, and it feels like Don's doing everything on his own. Don helps look after the kids, he helps fix up the lair, he helps set up security, he's working on his portal. He just works all the time. The only way Lou can get him to stop is if he asks him to watch the kids. And it does sort of let his depression seep in a little faster, because he's got someone covering for him.
He still parents Don. Tries to take care of him, tries to teach him. Don is the one who approaches him asking for training, because he's been doing it his whole life, and he enjoys it. It gives him a way to let out energy when his mind is tired and he wants to rest it. It reminds him of his family, makes him feel closer to them. He still goes out to do patrols every night, still saves people in trouble as quietly as he can. Lou worries about him, but he can hardly stop him from doing what he wants. He isn't Don's father. It makes him more determined not to train the little ones, but they'll end up mimicking Don, wanting to know what he's doing. Don ends up teaching them little things. Lou and Don probably get into a big argument about it.
I think all the Rise boys would get different names in this case, because Lou knows Don's name and his brothers' names. Raphael would be Alessandro (Sandro), Donatello would be Masaccio (Masa), Michelangelo would be Angelico (Angie), and Leonardo would be Titian (Ti).
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Anonymous asked:
I ADORED THE LAST CHAPTER OF GITS!!! HE ADMITTED IT!!! THEY ARE OFFICIALLY HIS KIDS!!! AHHHHHH!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 Does Ghost have any pictures of his kiddos anywhere?
Yes! He has a bunch on his phone. He has a few printed out he keeps tucked into his cloak. Just in case.
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Anonymous asked:
From the elaborately choreographed dance number the boys pulled off in âMascott Meleeâ, itâs obvious that they spend a lot of time practicing dancing together. Does Ghost ever catch them at it? On a scale of 1-10 how adorable does he think it is? Have the boys ever put a little show on for him? Do they ever try to get Ghost to dance with them? CAN Ghost dance?
Watching them dance? They do it all the time, and Ghost enjoys watching. He's never joined in, always insisting he can't dance. They try to get him to join in, but he just refuses. He likes watching them more. CAN he? I feel like Ghost can dance in the same way that Aang from ATLA can dance. His fighting is his dancing.
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Anonymous asked:
For some reason, despite not really wearing clothes, all of the Rise boys wear pj's. Do they ever get ghost pj's? What is his reaction? Does he actually wear them?
I like to think they get a lil chilly at night and that's why they wear PJs. Sometimes Donnie sleeps entirely nekkid (Purple Jacket) so I imagine it depends on what they're feeling at the moment.
The boys 100% get Ghost pajamas. They're strawberry PJs. He loves them and wears them especially in winter.
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Anonymous asked:
Do the boys ever play their music for Ghost? What does he think? How does he react in front of the boys?
The boys definitely play their music for Ghost! He listens to it and sees how they can enjoy it. Personally he likes classic rock the most but he's not terribly picky, either. He tends to go with "I see why you like this song" kind of vibes, even if he doesn't like it personally. He likes hearing their music. Gives him a little insight to the inside of their heads.
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Anonymous asked:
GITS: Were Aprilâs science fairs any less of a disaster with Ghost there to supervise?
Nope not at all. If anything they were even crazier. Ghost didn't help out with April's science projects! He let that be an April and Donnie thing. He does has helped April with her science homework occasionally if Donnie was too busy.
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Anonymous asked:
It was awesome to see Ghost and Splinter actually start to get a little closer in the last chapter. I think they both need it - they need to see each other as the actual people they are rather than the shadows of the people the represent to one another.
Yeah, they do. It's a slow process. Splinter's starting to learn how Ghost likes to be cared about, and Ghost is starting to see that Splinter actually cares.
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Anonymous asked:
Does Ghost have an opinion on Lou Jitsu and his movies? And does Splinter know what that opinion is? What is Splinterâs opinion of Ghostâs opinion?
Before Ghost found out that Splinter was Lou Jitsu, he enjoyed the movies quite a bit! They reminded him of something his Michelangelo would really like, of movie nights with his brothers. Splinter overheard Ghost's opinion of the movies from his boys, and from Ghost. He's very pleased that Ghost likes them.
After Ghost finds out Splinter was Lou Jitsu, he stopped watching the movies unless he was watching them with the boys. It just made him think of how different everything was. He's learning to enjoy them again, slowly.
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DabiHawks-A/B/O|Breeding
Summary:
Dabi hasn't had a rut since he first presented due to environment and suppressants. The League finds out and demands he take care of himself. The League is also sick of watching Hawks and Dabi pining like fools so when Hawks asks why he can't come to the base?
"Dabi isn't feeling well."
Cue Hawks showing up to be a good hopeful mate and bringing his assumed sick alpha chicken soup- oh you're in rut?
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"I told you not to fucking come here," Dabi growls down at Hawks who he has pinned to the wall.Â
He and the entire League had told Hawks not to come in this week. Dabi had told them to give the birdbrain a reason, but either they didn't or he was just an idiot. Either way, Dabi was on the cusp of a rut and the last thing he needed right now was a potential mate showing up in his den like he owned the place.Â
Hawks looks like he has been drugged with how fast his pupils pin and his eyes haze over at the overpowering scent of rutting alpha, but, for once, Dabi is thankful for that Commission training that lets Hawks snap out of it fairly fast.Â
"Sooo, not a chicken soup kind of not feeling well?" Hawks clarifies, eyes at least clear now even if his ears are pink.
"No, it's fucking not." Dabi snaps, forcing himself to step back enough for Hawks to flee. "Now get outâŚand leave the soup."Â
Hawks raises an unimpressed eyebrow at his tone but reminds himself that the alpha is currently going through it. "The others really need to make better excuses. And why couldn't you just tell me?"Â
Dabi huffs, stomping over to his bed so he doesn't have to be so close to the omega's scent. "Shiggy dusted my phone and I haven't exactly had a chance to steal a new one."Â
"What?" Hawks asks in confusion. "Why the hell would he do that?"Â
Dabi mumbles something petulantly, but unfortunately for him, hawks have great hearing and the hero is no exception.Â
"For future reference, I can still hear you. Bird hearing and all that. Also, I would've said yes." Hawks sighs, running a gloved hand over his face. "Dabi, what have we said about talking about shit?"Â
Dabi just growls at him, barring long claiming fangs that make Hawks' omega purr. He stops this fairly quickly with a wince, however, looking at the other apologetically. He'd die before he actually apologized, but he hated doing anything Endeavor would have done to them.
"...You said 'would've'. That still apply to now?" He eventually huffs, still refusing to look in Hawks' direction but mostly not wanting to breathe that way.
Hawks' face flushes and he's glad the alpha is looking away so he won't be teased. "I mean, Rumi and a few other pros owe me some days? How long is your rut normally?"Â
"No clue. Haven't properly had one since I presented. The old man didn't want anyone challenging him so put me on suppressant and I was too fucked for a while after I 'died' so my body just didn't. The last time one tried to start, I got some suppressants illegally. League found out though and won't let Giran bring more until my shit balances out." Dabi shrugs, eyebrows furrowing in thought. "Going off the first one, like four days? Who knows now though."
Hawks is staring at him in horror and once again having to remind himself that he can't castrate his formal idolâŚyet. "You did what ?! Dabi, you're 24 fucking years old?! You haven't had a rut in 7 or 8 years?! Let me call Rumi, youâre not getting rid of me now!âÂ
Dabi just rolls his eyes. âEvery last one of you making a big deal out of nothing.â
Hawks just glares at him over his phone as it rings. âLetâs see if youâre saying that in an hour or- Hey! Rumi! So you remember how I covered those three shifts for you when youâre omega had a sudden heat? Mind if I cash in?â
{Finally taking a goddamn break, birdbrain, or did you let another heat sneak up on your dumbass?} Rumi laughs from the other end of the line as the wind crackles through the speaker.
Hawks rolls his eyes. âThatâs not until FebruaryâŚor was it January?â
{Hawks, I swear to gods! Yes, Iâll cover your shifts. How many days you need?â
Hawks turns to the window as Dabi glares at him, mouthing âhypocriteâ. âA week? Maybe more?â
{You taking a whole week off? Everything okay?}
Hawks huffs, looking back over his shoulder to mouth. âYouâre lucky youâre hot.âÂ
âYeah, everythingâs fine justâŚâ Hawks trails off, looking to Dabi for what to say.
âTell her. I donât give a shit. Maybe sheâll know more about this.â Dabi signs, thankful that was a thing the Commission made Hawks learn. The thought left a bad taste in his mouth. Being grateful to the Commission twice in one day was not something he wanted to make a habit of.
âOkay, yeah I can tell you. Iâm helping myyyy- an Alpha that I know.â Hawks groans at the teasing this gets him through the phone. âYeah, yeah, itâs great. Anyway. Dumbass has been on suppressants for 7 or 8 years and hasnât had a rut since he presented. Any advice I guess?â
{HEÂ WHATÂ ?} Rumi yells through the phone. {Fuck a week, Hawks! I know a few others owe you favors, call them, too. Youâll probably need the whole next week to recover if you even survive! Your chances are probably better trying to get dick from a wild bear, the fuck is wrong with you two?!}
Hawk blinks, flushing a dark red. âI-It canât be that ba-Da-Babe? You okay?âÂ
{Who owes you shifts? Iâll call them for you.}
Hawks takes in Dabiâs appearance as the rut finally starts setting in. Heâs helped suppressed omegas before, that being far more common, but this is so much different. He canât even remember if he learned anything on this in training before as he watches his fangs get somehow bigger, claws rip the sheets, his chest heaving in heavy breathes, and there was almost none of that beautiful turquoise left behind the black of his pupils. The worst? best? hardest part was how fast the scent of charred smores, snowstorms, and something unmistakable wild and dangerous but unbelievably alluring all at once fills the room. It conjured visions of being stuck in the house on a snow day, the weather too bad to even enjoy it. Itâs scary, deadly even, but in front of a fireplace with the smores you burned on it, you feel safe and protected. Itâs the only fiery scent Hawks has ever smelled that causes that feeling and is probably all that truly remains of the big brother Touya, but makes him understand just why the League loves him so much. Then thereâs that extra note. Itâs almost like a different fire scent, but not? Hawks has yet to put a name to it, but right now itâs taking over his senses, and not even the Commissionâs training is going to save him from this as he whines.
{Fuck! Hawks! Names!} Rumi yells, knowing what that sound means.
âHuh? Um, Edgeshot Number 1, Backdraft, Mt. Lady, Kamui. That should be enough right?â Hawks drawls, pupils back to pinpricks and just wanting to go to his alpha.
{Number 1? Why wouldnât you-Oh my gods, youâre fucking the villain!}Â
âTrying to. Thanks, Rumi.â Hawks chuckles.
There are a few curse words on the other side of the line then a sigh. {Iâll come up with something that wonât attract media attention. Stay safe.}
âWe will~ Wait!â Hawks pulls himself out of it a little when he smells a sour note to Dabiâs scent. âTips on the rut thing?âÂ
{Send some feathers to my house, and Iâll get you guys some stuff. An uncle tried doing that shit to one of my cousins and I heard her first rut after was ugly. You two are the only reason Iâm helping him.}
âThank you, Rumi. Seriously.â He grins, moving the phone away to hang up. âSee ya later.â
{Bye-}
âThanks, bun- tsk. Thanks, Mirko.â Dabi suddenly growls out, feeling genuinely thankful enough to actually say it.
Thereâs silence on the other end for a moment before Rumi laughs. {One of Japanâs most wanted thanking me. Yeah, no problem. Just know that if you hurt him beyond normal rut shit, Tartarus will be the least of your worries!}
Dabi manages a low laugh of his own, a feral grin on his face. âDonât worry, hops. Iâll take good care of the baby bird.â He growls, dragging another whine from Hawks.
{Mmm. Gross. Hawks send the feathers while you can still think. Bye!}
With that, she hangs up and red feathers fly out the window as Hawks flies across the room to collide with Dabi and bury his face in the damaged scent gland at his neck. âDabiii~â He moans, licking futilely at the scent.
Dabi growls, flipping their positions so heâs on top, barring his fangs in Hawksâ face. âNo caging me in. Especially right now. Wings should be fine.â
Hawks whimpers, mumbling an apology. âYour scent.â
âYeah, the working ones are practically dripping.â Dabi snickers, leaning in close. âIf you behave, Iâll let you lick it up.â
Hawks makes some chittering sound thatâs usually good. âGods, please~ You smell so good. Fuck so fucking good. It was so hard to finish that call.â
âI havenât been able to see your pupils since my claws grew.â Dabi chuckles, trailing one down Hawksâ flight suit. âHow many have we gone through this month?âÂ
âDonât know, and definitely do not care. If you donât do it, I will.â Hawks growls, pulling at Dabiâs shirt already. âWhy were you even wearing this if you were about to be jerking it for the next week?â
âScent messed you up fast, huh?â Dabi hums, sitting up to remove his shirt and help Hawks out of his. âSame reason we asked you to hide Toga at yours. Itâs 7 years of pent-up rut. For all we know, itâs going to be painful and they were going to help if my pride eventually snapped and I couldnât take it anymore. Theyâll still be in and out to scent mark stuff whenever itâs quiet though.â
Hawks blinks, tilting his head. âArenât Shigaraki, Spinner, and some college kid mated? That leaves only Compress.â
âYup and they're secure enough in their relationship to let me borrow Shiggy if it got too bad,â Dabi explains before letting out when a strange mix between a growl and groan rips itself from his throat. âFuck, Hawks~ Seriously the last chance to back out. I donât even know what my alpha has planned, heâs just going wild.âÂ
Hawks lets out his own little growl, pulling Dabi in for a messy kiss and running his tongue along the claiming fangs now protruding from scarred lips. âI have my safe words. Make me need that second week. Fucking ruin me, Alpha.â
Dabiâs pupils somehow manage to expand more as he growls, diving in for another rough kiss before heâs flipping Hawks over so he can get at him without crushing his wings. âYou needed that second week anyway, birdbrain, but Iâll guarantee it.â He promises in Hawks ear where heâs leaned himself between the giant red wings to start trailing his tongue and teeth down the omegaâs back, making sure to pay plenty of attention to the baby feathers at the base and watching how fast the hero melts. âI donât know what this will do with my quirk though, so you might want to send most of these out of the room.â
Hawks whines, sending all but the baby feathers and a few at the base out. They were still a major sensitive spot so he obviously had to keep a few and cried out when Dabi wrapped one around his tongue. âAlpha!â
If there was one thing that could get an alpha to bend to their omegaâs will, it was calling them alpha, and it seemed Dabi was no different as he growls and continue down until heâs met with Hawksâ already slick-soaked hole. âSo wet already, baby bird. Iâve barely even done anything.â
âBelieve me I know so how about we fix that!â Hawks snips, yelping when this earns him a bite to his ass cheek. Thank gods claiming only worked on mating glands.Â
âQuiet.â Dabi snarls, sounding even less in control than before.
Thereâs another scent spike and Hawks feel drunk on it as he whines. If the alphaâs scent grows any stronger, Hawks is probably going to be thrown into heat himself. âPlease~â
A rumble starts somewhere in Dabiâs chest and Hawks feels him startle at the sound before a quiet curse and long fingers find their way to his hole, claws thankfully retracted.Â
"Fuck, you're fucking soaked." Dabi groans as he's easily able to slide two fingers into the base and draw a chirping whine out of Hawks. "I've barely even touched you, baby bird."
"Scent." Hawks moans, wiggling his hips to try and help Dabi find his spot faster. "Cool, safe, strong. Fuck such a strong alpha." There's another gush of slick around long fingers that causes a squelching noise. "Fuck, seriously, reel it back or neither of us will be able to think straight."Â
Dabi raises an eyebrow before smirking wickedly. "What's wrong, baby bird? Gonna fall into heat?"Â
He slips another finger in and Hawks whines. "If you keep smelling like that and that strongly, probably."Â
Dabi snickers, leaning in close. "Well, you know something that sucks about being on suppressants so long?" He bites the other ass cheek. "That's not something I ever learned to do so at least you'll be able to keep up."Â
Hawks' eyes widen, briefly wondering just how much the alpha's scent patches would even cost if not stolen. "You've gotta be kidding mE-Fuck!"Â
Hawks' complaints are cut off by a pierced tongue being added to the two fingers already working him open. He hears the alpha chuckle behind him before he's whining when the villain sucks at his rim to draw out more slick.Â
Dabi drinks in his birdie's taste and slick and can smell the smaller man's scent increasing with his own. It isn't long before he's honestly growling against the hero's now sloppy hole, trying to get every drop of slick can get. Fuck, it was almost intoxicating, the flavor of pine and something wild that makes the hairs on the back of your neck raise as though being stalked by a predator with just a hint of a somewhat salty-sweet flavor. It expands on Dabi's already cozy but dangerous scent to add salted caramel candy and zooms out on the house to reveal a cabin in the woods with wild animals scavenging through the blizzard. Dabi almost wonders if he could get drunk on it.
Hawks, meanwhile, has officially lost all reason as he feels his heat start creeping up on him. Between the alpha's ministrations and overpowering scent telling his omega 'Shhh, it's okay. You're safe. I'll hurt you so good', he honestly stood no chance and he let out a stream of moans, whimpers, and various bird noises that he knew only spurred Dabi on further.Â
"Fuck, baby bird." Dabi slurs when he eventually comes up for air. "You are sitting on my face at some point during this shit, but right now, I'm going to fuck you through this shitty mattress."Â
Hawks moans at the promise, lifting his ass a bit to better present and he looks over his shoulder with gold eyes all but devoid of pupils at this point. "Please, alpha. Dabi, please. Fuck me, please!" He whines, talons already ripping at the sheets just from the villain's tongue.Â
Dabi snarls, slick shining on his chin and across his staples as he wrestles his pants off.Â
There's a ripping noise and some distant part of Hawks sighs at the knowledge he'll have to go shopping again, but right now, neither really cares as Dabi groans at the release of pressure on his aching cock before a shocked gasp is heard.Â
"Um, pretty bird?" Dabi prods, sounding slightly more lucid and definitely unsure. "It's bigger."
Hawks furrows his brow, having to force his brain to even attempt to catch up to what the alpha might be saying. "What?"Â
Hawks forces himself up on shaky arms to see what has Dabi concerned enough to not be fucking him only to release a surprised chirp. "What the fuck?"
"I don't know?! Build up or some shit? My alpha being angry? Fuck if I know!" Dabi growls, frustrated and freaked out.Â
Hawks just blinks, staring at the already normally big cock that has somehow grown bigger, and, honestly, it might just be the size of the alpha's knot normally. He hesitates for only a second before he lets his head fall forward in a moan and is back in a presenting position. "Please, Alpha."
Dabi's eyes widen, but his panic had honestly already subsided, his alpha far too eager to get ahold of the willing mate. "You'll definitely need stretched more." He growls out, rut-brain definitely winning right now.
"Noooo~, I can take it dammIT! Ahh~!" Hawks whines as the villain's tongue once again finds his entrance, this time accompanied by three fingers that Hawks is sure will be the death of him.Â
Dabi groans into the hole clenching around his tongue, working diligently to get the hero as wet as possible, and enjoying the pleasant fuzz that seems to cloud his brain at the taste. Fuck, he really was gone for the bird, wasn't he?
It's not until he hears something that's a mix between a moan and a caw and a heavy gush of slick coats his tongue that he realizes he made Hawks cum, and a new rumble starts deep in his chest.Â
'Mate came. Mate happy. Made mate cum.' He alpha practically purrs.
Dabi chuffs a little, blinking in surprise at the sound, but ultimately shrugging it off to check on his birdie. "You good, baby bird?"Â
"Alpha, please~" Hawks begs, normally covered neck barred in submission. Dabi could claim him for all he cares right now, he just wants filled.Â
The rumble grows in volume as Dabi leans over Hawks to lick at his scent gland and moan at the taste while he lines himself up. "Fuck, pretty bird. Okay, yeah, you're ready, just fuck you smell so good.â
Hawks chirps happily, his omega pleased with the compliment before letting out a long moan as Dabi sinks inside. Each piercing catches on his rim until Dabi finally manages to seat himself fully to the hilt with a low growl and Hawks talons tear at the sheets as he whimpers about how full he is. If he could figure out how to actually get his hand to his stomach, he was sure heâd be able to feel the alpha at this point and the thought only made him gush more slick.Â
âAlpha, please~ Please, Iâm ready just please, please fuck me already, please~â Hawks whines, squirming for any kind of friction.Â
Dabi snarls, alpha in full control now that his cock is smothered in the omegaâs somehow still tight heat, and gives only a few quick test thrusts before heâs gripping the heroâs hips and rutting into him with abandon. Already he could feel himself practically drooling pre and was pretty sure he could knock the hero up on that alone with how much there was.Â
Gods, there was an idea.Â
Did either have any desire to have pups?
Well, they hadnât really discussed it. They werenât really in a position to even consider dreaming of such things, let alone considering actually doing it. Dabi didnât expect to live past killing his father so had never considered it period, but the thought of filling the hero heavy with his pups?
It was appealing, to say the least, and makes a low growl build in his throat as he went harder.Â
âLook at you, omega. Taking my cock so well. Fuck, youâre gonna milk me dry, arenât you? Gonna stuff you so full of cum. Fuck you full of my pups, baby bird. Gonna look so pretty having to waddle around carrying my pups. Gods, baby bird, youâd look so perfect.â Dabi growls, the sounds of skin against skin filling the room as he bottoms out on every thrust.
Hawksâ eyes widen slightly, but heâs on birth control and his omega is making him cock dumb so he canât help but coo happily. âAlpha, yes! Please! Harder, deeper! Want your pups, Dabi, please~!âÂ
Something about Hawks still mixing his name in there, ensuring him that this isnât just a hormone-induced fuck, makes him strangely happy in a way that he plans to never unpack as the rumble in his chest increases in volume once more.Â
Maybe itâs the fact that he hasnât had a rut in an unhealthy amount of time, maybe itâs just how pretty Hawks looks with his back arched and crying on his cock, maybe itâs the mental image of stuffing Hawks so full of cum that it escapes around his knot and marks Hawks as his in a way that wonât make them liabilities to each other if this all goes to shit. Hawks claims to have fully switched sides now, but Dabiâs been literally and figuratively burned before. Whatever the reason, Dabi can feel his knot swelling already and so can Hawks if the broken cries are anything to go by.
âDabi, fuck, alpha~ Your knot! Please~! Want your knot! Want you to stuff me a plug me. Fill me with your pups! Please, want your pups! Want you, fuck, Dabi, want you so bad! Please~!â Hawks babbles in a stream of barely coherent cries that has Dabi entirely short-circuiting and fighting for possibly his literal life to find a brain cell.
âYouâre killing me, pretty bird.â He groans, fangs dangerously close to Hawksâ mating gland and body physically shaking with the force to hold himself back. His eyes when Hawks just bares his neck, gold eyes clear long enough to look at him meaningfully.
âYou keep saying you want me to have a backup to tell people if everything goes to shit and I have to pretend I never defected.â Hawks pants, barely dragging his own brain cell out of hiding for this. âNot that Iâd ever want to go back anyway.âÂ
Dabi lets out another groan, giving the gland a hard suck just to get a taste as he continues to pound into his perfect little omega. âLook at you, so brilliant, doing so good, taking my knot so well,â He growls, rhythm starting to stutter as his knot starts catching. Yeah, thatâs definitely bigger than normal. âNothingâs going to be able to escape around this thing, thereâs no way you wonât be knocked up. Gonna look so good carrying our pups. Even if theyâd be little gremlins.â He half laughs before groaning when Hawks clenches around him. âFuck. You like that idea, donât you, baby bird? Want me to fill you up until youâre swollen with cum? Gods, I wanna mark you so bad. Make sure the whole of fucking Japan knows just who you belong to inside and out. How does that sound, pretty bird? Want me to mark up that pretty little neck of yours with a nice big claiming bite to show off to all your pompous hero friends? Hm?â
Hawks cries out when his alpha sucks at his gland, his omega hoping he likes the taste before all further logic once again leaves the den when he feels the what has to be baseball-sized knot start catching his rim and grinding against his prostate. âYes, please~ Fuck, Dabi, please~!â He cries, trying to fucking himself back on the knot threatening to break him in half.Â
Another growl echoes through the room before Dabi is burying himself to the hilt as his knot pops and he starts filling Hawks with what is definitely an ungodly amount of cum while his fangs burry right themselves into the omegaâs mating gland with a feral snarl.
Hawksâ vision whites out as all of the combined sensations make him cum hard on the sheets beneath him. He can distantly feel pain on his hips and hear his omega purring and cheering about the strong alpha marking him, but otherwise just kind of floats for a bit. When he finally starts to come back around, he realizes the purring might have actually been his own and coos happily when his purr is met with an equally happy rumble from Dabi.
âYou back, baby bird?â Dabi hums in his ear as he runs a rough hand over Hawksâ already swollen stomach. When had Dabi turned them on their side?
âMhmm.â Hawks nods sleepily, moaning a little when he realizes Dabi is in fact still cumming. âIâm going to be gushing cum when you finally pull out, arenât I?â
âAlpha is convinced I have seven years of mating to make up for so probably.â Dabi shrugs against his back as he goes back to licking at the fresh mating mark. âYou sure about this, baby bird? I know a guy who can remove it if not?â
Hawks coos at the attention to his slightly sore gland before letting out a little growl of his own and gripping the arm slung over his stomach. âMine. Iâm biting you next round.â He tries to glare over his shoulder before his eyes widen and he looks away. âUnless you donât?â
A much more threatening growl than the omegaâs fills the room and Hawks bares his neck making Dabi wince. âShit, sorry, pretty bird. Donât do that. I donât want you subservient unless you want to be. I wanted to mark, and youâre more than welcome to mark me if you can find the damn thing under all the scar tissue.â
Hawksâ purr grows louder at this as he glares at the scars like a challenge. âI will,â he swears before his eyes widen when something angry and red catches his eyes. âUh, Dabi?â
âPretty sure I saw a pharmacy bag in the stuff that flew through the window if you want to fly those over so I can tend to it while weâre still locked together,â Dabi answers instead, hand gesturing lazily at the window and subsequent pile of bags in question.Â
Hawks chirps happily, both he and his omega pleased with how quickly his alpha has taken to taking care of him even though Dabi always has anyway. Probably mating hormones or something. Whatever it is, Hawks pushes it aside in favor of flying the bags from Rumi over and shuffling them until they find the pharmacy one.Â
âGuess she knew your quirk might go a bit nuts.â Hawks chuckles, handing the bag back to the alpha who immediately fishes out the burn treatment stuff to start tending to the angry handprints now on Hawksâ hips.
âAccording to Spinner, thatâs pretty normal. Shigaraki can barely poke his head out the door before being pulled back inside when Spinnerâs in rut so Iâm guessing Rumi just assumed.â Dabi shrugs, carefully tending to the tender flesh.
Hawks hums in consideration before his eyes widen as he realizes Dabi can never find out who Rumiâs mate is. âYeah, uh, sounds reasonable.â
Dabi looks at him funny for the weirdness in his reply but doesnât question him on it as he struggles to turn and pull him so Dabi is leaning against the wall with Hawksâ back against his chest so he can get the other hip. âFly the soup over here. I should be able to get my quirk to behave enough to warm it up so we can eat before it starts back up. The others will probably check in after a few more rounds.â
Hawks nods, sending feathers over to bring the abandoned soup to them. âHopefully they wonât be too annoyed I misunderstood.â
Dabi shrugs, heating up the soup once heâs done with Hawksâ other hip and taking a spoon offered by a feather. âThey shouldâve gone with something else.â He hums, checking the temp before offering some to Hawks. âEat.â
Hawks blinks, glancing down at his swollen stomach. âUm, Iâm pretty sure you lost a lot more fluids than me, hot stuff.â
âProbably, but instincts are screaming at me to baby you so eat.â Dabi deadpans, inching the spoon closer.
Hawks canât help but smile, rolling his eyes as he does as requested before taking the other spoon from another feather. âFine, you turn then.â
They continue like this for a while until the soup is gone, pausing only so Dabi can finally pull out, before going through the bags from Rumi. They find some other high-energy and calorie food and drink that they get into a bit before suddenly Hawks gasps and makes a happy little chirp.Â
âShe sent nesting stuff!â He chirps, dragging it onto the feather-stripped bed to start arranging it.Â
âShe probably figured I was going to send you into heat.â Dabi pants, feeling another wave starting back up. âWant help or should I just try to control myself from jumping you in the corner?â
Hawks smiles, pulling Dabi over for a kiss. âYouâre cute like this you know?âÂ
Dabi scowls, huffing and going to flop himself in his desk chair. âNevermind. Fuck you.â
âLet me finish the nest first.â Hawks giggles in response and catches the plushie thrown at him. âThanks, that will be perfect here.â
âI want a divorce.â
âFinish mating me first.âÂ
âGladly.â Dabi grins, stalking back over to throw Hawks into the half-made nest and earning a yelp.Â
It would get finished eventually.
~~~Meanwhile, Outside With The League~~~
âFinally!â Shigaraki groans, flopping himself back in Spinnerâs lap dramatically. âNow they can stop eyefucking each other across the living room and we wonât have to deal with their pining bullshit.â A purr starts up as Spinner starts lightly scratching his scalp with his claws.
âNow just them possibly actually fucking in the living room and being idiots in love.â Compress chuckles from the bar where heâs playing with some cards. âNeither seems like they would know what to do in an actual relationship.â
Shigaraki groans, turning on his side to whine into Spinnerâs stomach. âDammit! New plan, I dust them.â
Spinner and Compress look at each other in amusement before Spinner speaks up now.Â
âYou have at least ten plushies and five blankets ready for Hawks to make a nest here including a weighted one and would be way too bored without Dabi to challenge. You would die before anything hurt anyone in your pack and Iâm sorry boss, but youâve marked them pack.â Spinner hums, chuckling when this just earns him a pout. âAt least I donât have to share you with Dabi.â
Shigaraki shivers, face twisting in dread. âBetween you two, I wouldnât be able to walk for a month. Thank gods, Hawks took the bait.â
Little did they know, just how hard he took it, and wouldnât know for an hour more until they came in to find the half-made nest and prominent bites displayed on both of their necks and all over their passed-out forms.
âHuh.â Shigaraki blinks. âWell, that went even better than planned.â
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Ahsbjsbsjs putting this A/n here today?? Ausbshshs I hope y'all eat this one up too ngl cause the feedback has been,, immaculate sjsbsjsbshshshshdh not over it at all y'all make me giggle and kick my feet <33333
Can be read as x reader since I don't usually put the name down
635 words
Part 1 Part 5
Part 2 Part 6
Part 4 Part 7
tw: mention of near death (drowning)
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It's been a while since I wrote a letter, I misplaced the last paper and cannot find it, so I'm starting a new one. I wish I had very much more to say but I haven't been seeing you and I've been so exhausted I've reached my breaking point. Heck. I almost drowned, simply because the water breathing potion wore off early. I guess being out of this world does that. But it hasn't stopped me from panicking. I'm recovering fine but it's very lonely in ramshackle. I already mentioned I have barely any friends and the ones I do have are very busy. Jack comes from time to time and Leona sends Ruggie to check on me. Winter holidays are starting soon. Will you be leaving? I hope I'll see you before you do. I want to look at you again, see those pretty eyes one more time before you're gone for a while.
I'm not sure it's a crush that I feel for you. I'm not saying I would see you as a friend or anything, I definitely feel romantic feelings for you, but my concern is they feel.. stronger than a simple crush should. I long to kiss you, hold you. I want you to love me as I do you. Jamil Viper, you have my heart.
I've made up my mind to visit Scarabia today. I heard the dorm is staying here. I want to see you. I need to see you. I'm so happy to see you.
The housewarden Kalim had something floating around his eyes when he was acting up. A spell. But I haven't seen it before. It was odd, pretty even. It reminded me of you but I've hardly a clue what spell it is, when I get back to ramshackle, I'll be researching, surely that spell is the cause of your woes. And I will find out what it is, if only to slightly lighten the burden placed on you. You who is like a walking dream, the most wonderful of desert mirages. I wish I could tell you to your face.
The paper was crumpled and slightly ripped at the edges. Ink had somewhat covered a large portion of the paper that held scribbles about theories of what was going on, and further ramblings about just how beautiful the writer thought he was, how they longed for him, loved him even. And it was not Inky that held it. Dark eyes skimmed the text that grew more and more unreadable. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Blast it all. Hissing filled his ears. Hissing that was not there. His mind played tricks, not yet recovered from the heavy strain his body had been under. He hated it all, hated how he had accidentally blinded himself. How he'd overlooked something so obvious, she did always wear her heart on her sleeve.
He wished he could read more, but he'd dripped it full of ink. He'd crumpled it. He'd thrown it aside. By coincidence it wound up in his grasp again when he had returned to Scarabia, sitting down to rest his aching and unrecovered legs.
Jamil messed up. He really did. He felt blind and stupid and most of all he felt crushed, he was sure that the prefect no longer felt that way about him. He was sure she hated him now. How else would anyone feel if they'd have done to them what he'd done to her? For the first time he deeply regretted lashing out at someone. His anger wasn't even directed at her. He felt his eyes glaze over, blinking away his tears. It was his fault. But maybe. Maybe he could express himself, his sorrow and his apologies. He would have to. If only to selfishly soothe the painful feeling in his chest.
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No More Blind Dates
As promised, here is my second fic contribution for the @topwan-obikin fest! I hope you enjoy it, you can also find it HERE on AO3.
Fandom: Star Wars
Rating: General
Pairing: Anakin Skywalker/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Summary: PadmĂŠ sets Anakin up on a blind date... again, and despite his annoyance he goes and of course he gets stood up, let alone waiting at the movie theatre looking like a lost puppy. Thankfully someone else finds him.
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"I'm setting you up on a blind date."
     Anakin looked up from his book, lounged back on the couch, confused. "What?"
     "I'm setting you up on a date," PadmÊ repeated, "and no, you don't get a choice."
     She turned and walked into Anakin's kitchen and began rummaging through the fridge. Anakin slammed his book closed and chased after her.
     "No! No, we talked about this after the last time," he said, standing beside her while she crafted a sandwich, "every blind date you have ever set me up on has been an absolute bust. The last guy you set me up with was from some random planet in the outer rim and he was an absolute asshole. I'm done with blind dates PadmÊ I'll either find someone the old fashioned way or die alone."
     She scoffed at him and rolled her eyes. "Don't be so dramatic. And I know that in the past my match making abilities haven't exactly been up to par, but this time I am confident that you two are going to hit it off perfectly."
     "Well it doesn't matter, because I'm not going." He grabbed up his book off the counter and turned back toward the living room, but stopped when she called after him.
     "Remember when I said you didn't have a choice?" His shoulders tensed but he didn't turn, he already knew what was coming and he wasnât pleased. "I already arranged the date with him. Show up at the movie theater downtown at five, your movie starts at five-thirty and I already booked the tickets, they're in your email. He'll meet you in front of the concession stand, so just sit at one of the tables there and he'll find you. And after that I made a reservation for you two at Lamara's for around eight, the reservation is under Skywalker. But if the movie runs late I know the owner and already told him there was a chance you might not show up on time, so he said he'll hold the table for you until nine."
     "PadmÊ this is crazy! You can't just set me up on a date and make all these plans without telling me." He turned to face her, face red and flustered, a bit angry. "Just call him and cancel, and I'll pay you back for the tickets"
     "I can't, there's not enough time to cancel." Anakin breathed a heavy sigh and closed his eyes. "The dateâs today, in two hours actually,â she glanced down at her watch, âso you should go shower and get ready because he'll be waiting for you at the theater.â
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     He was ready and out the door of his apartment within an hour, with PadmĂŠ rushing him out the door and reminding him to sit near the concession stand. Within fifteen minutes of that he was in the designated meeting area and waiting, nervously, for this mystery man to show up. And he realized that's exactly what he was, a complete mystery. PadmĂŠ had only given him instructions on where to meet him, but she hadn't told him anything about this guy. He had no clue what he looked like, what he'd be wearing so Anakin could pick him out of the crowds, he didn't even know his name. But Anakin still sat there and waited. In fact, he waited for half an hour and no one had even so much as glanced over at him.Â
     âPadmĂŠ,â he sighed into the phone, glad she'd picked up after only a few rings, âthis guy still hasn't shown up yet and I've been sitting here for almost an hour now. What does he even look like? Maybe he's sitting here and I don't even know it. Better yet, what's his name?â
     âJust trust me Anakin, he will find you, just stay sitting right where you are.â
     âOr he's not showing up at all, maybe he chickened out.â He scanned the lobby of the theater again, still not seeing anyone who was looking as lost as he was.
     âHe'll be there, I promise.â
     âHe better be. And by the way, if this doesn't work out as spectacularly as you think it's going to, then no more blind dates.â He heard her chuckle on the other end of the phone and mutter something along the lines of, âthere won't need to beâ, before he hung up the phone.
     Anakin sat and continued to wait and still found himself alone, even long after the time PadmĂŠ said his mystery man was supposed to meet him. He sat at the table until almost quarter to six, the movie had already started, and Anakin was ready to throw in the towel. Obviously mystery man wasn't coming and Anakin couldn't blame him. He hated blind dates. Who in their right mind wanted to willingly spend a night with someone they had never met before? He certainly didn't, so he couldn't exactly blame this guy for not showing up.Â
     He snatched his phone from the table and jammed it back in his pocket. Next time PadmĂŠ insisted on setting him up, he was putting his foot down.Â
     He was just about to stand up when two bags of popcorn and a tray of drinks were set on the table in front of him. Anakin looked up, confused, and just tilted his head at the man standing in front of him.Â
     âI don't think you're the person Iâm supposed to be waiting for.â Anakin looked the man over. He was dressed in a more formal looking version of the uniforms the theater employees wore, his hair was longer, just touching the tops of his shoulders and brushed back away from his face, beard neatly trimmed. He was handsome, very handsome and certainly Anakin's type. He wished he was the mystery man he was waiting for, but based on the uniform he was wearing he was clearly there for work. Anakin's next curiosity was why he was bringing him popcorn and drinks.
     âNo,â the man chuckled, âno, unfortunately I am not.â If Anakin wasn't already taken by the man's looks, his voice had him completely gone. âI just couldn't stand to see you sitting here alone and miserable for a moment longer. I'm assuming you were stood up?â
     âYeah,â Anakin sighed and slumped down further in his chair, âit was a blind date and obviously the guy didn't feel like showing up. I feel like such an idiot.â
     âIf you ask me, the only idiot is the guy who stood you up.â Anakin perked up at that and he found it hard to hide the blush creeping up his cheeks. âBut clearly his loss will be my gain. Iâm Obi-Wan by the way, Obi-Wan Kenobi.â
     âAnakin Skywalker,â he answered as he reached out and took Obi-Wanâs outstretched hand.
     âWell, Anakin, it would be my honour to escort you on a proper date, if you'll have me?â All Anakin could manage in his dumbstruck state was a slight nod of his head. âWhat movie were you supposed to be seeing?â
     âUhâŚâ He quickly pulled out his phone and searched for the tickets in his email. âA movie called âChasing Shadowsâ.â
     Obi-Wan nodded his head. âOur newest romance film, perfectly appropriate for a first date.â
     âExcept it started thirty minutes ago.â
     âAnd that is where my job comes in very handy, dear one.â Anakin flushed a deeper shade at the easy use of the endearment. âAs manager of the theater I have access to the private rooms in the back that are only meant for special viewings.â
     Anakin sat a little straighter in his chair, leaning forward a bit toward Obi-Wan. âReally?â
     âYes, now come.â He held out his hand to Anakin who took it and let Obi-Wan lift him from the chair. âI will show you the way, one of my employees is already there waiting for my word on which film to play on the projector.â
     Anakin took the popcorn bag and drink that Obi-Wan offered him and followed the man through the theater and down a back hallway. Obi-Wan unlocked a door and let Anakin into a room with a few short rows of chairs and a fair sized screen. Anakin sat in the middle row while Obi-Wan spoke off to the side with the theater employee who was going to start the movie for them, and once they were finished Obi-Wan joined him and the movie started not long after.
     Normally Anakin wasn't one for cheesy romance movies, but he had to admit this one wasn't half bad, and probably made better since he actually had some decent company this time. Since it was just the two of them in the small viewing room they were able to talk, comment on the movie and laugh as loud as they wanted. Halfway through the movie when they had both already devoured their popcorn and the movie was just starting to get into the heated parts of the romance, Anakin took a chance to glance over at the man beside him. Heâd taken off his blazer and unbuttoned the top few buttons on his dress shirt, revealing a patch of auburn chest hair that Anakin was itching to run his fingers through, and the tight fit of the dress shirt left nothing to Anakin's imagination. He could see the outline of trimmed abs beneath, broad shoulders that Anakin wished he could be wrapped in. Obi-Wan honestly made him forget he was actually supposed to be meeting someone else.Â
     He brought his eyes back to the screen as the couple in the film came together for their first kiss. It gave him butterflies while he watched the scene so close to Obi-Wan, something he'd certainly never felt on any of the past blind dates PadmĂŠ had set him up on, but he decided to take a chance on the feeling. He leaned slowly to the side, first pressing his arm along Obi-Wanâs and testing the waters. When he didn't pull away, Anakin shifted in his seat and pressed even closer to him, shuffling so his head was able to lay on Obi-Wanâs shoulder.
     Obi-Wan chuckled fondly, a deep rumbling in his chest that had Anakinâs butterflies fluttering intensely, and lifted his arm to wrap around Anakin's shoulders and pulled him in. They watched the rest of the movie like that, with Anakin tucked into Obi-Wanâs side with his head rested on his chest, and Obi-Wanâs strong arm around him. Anakin felt comfortable and safe, in a way he'd never felt with anyone else before, and for the first time on any of his blind dates he didn't want it to end.Â
     But it eventually did, with the final scene in the movie of course bringing to two star crossed lovers together in a happy ending. Unfortunately for Anakin it meant he would now unfortunately be leaving Obi-Wan, probably never to see him again since this was all because Anakin had been stood up. So who was to blame him if he held onto Obi-Wan a little longer as the credits rolled.
     "Dear one?" Obi-Wan squeezed Anakin's shoulder with his hand and Anakin snapped up and out of Obi-Wanâs space. He probably wanted to leave, he had just finished a shift and then stayed to take Anakin on a pity date. He shouldn't have kept him like that.
     "I'm so sorry!" Anakin blurted, but his eyes were averted and he missed Obi-Wanâs concerned gaze. "Iâm sure you want to go home, you've been here for so long already. I shouldn't have made you stay at work because my stupid blind date didn't show up."
     "There is no need to apologize, Anakin, I wanted to stay here with you and quite frankly I am very glad that I did." Anakin's mouth dropped open into a silent 'oh' as Obi-Wan continued with a gentle smile. "I was only going to ask if you were hungry, perhaps you'd like to join me for dinner?"
     Anakin was shocked to say the least, heâd thought for sure he was being dismissed by Obi-Wan. "IâŚ" He stuttered, finding it hard to force the words past the sudden onslaught of chills running through his body. "I-oh! I actually have reservations at Lamara's. It was supposed to be for the blind date I was supposed to meet, but I say we go and enjoy ourselves since he didn't show." He quickly looked down at his watch. "If we leave now we can make it."
     "That sounds lovely." Obi-Wan stood and grabbed his jacket then turned and offered Anakin a hand up. He stared at Anakin for a moment and he was caught completely in Obi-Wanâs gaze, but he didn't mind one bit. Then Obi-Wan hummed, sending an all new kind of thrill through Anakin, before he tucked Anakin's arm into his own and said, "His loss has been most certainly my gain."
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     They arrived just in time for the reservation PadmÊ set up. Their waiter led them to a fairly secluded table off to the side, set up with rose petals and candles. They ordered and their food arrived fairly quickly, and while they ate they happily chatted.
     "Tell me, dear one, how did you end up sitting in the theater lobby alone?" Obi-Wan asked, the endearment had become more used as the night went on, and Anakin did not mind one bit. "Who would set you up with someone who was going to bail on you?"
     "My friend, who I've known for years and has the best of intentions, doesn't always have the best taste when it comes to these kinds of things," Anakin chuckled, "and even though I wasn't exactly happy about her setting me up on this blind date, I'm kind of glad she did, and that whoever they were didn't show up."
     "As am I," Obi-Wan smiled over the rim of his wine glass, "this night has gone very well. I never expected I would have met someone as wonderful as you in such a way."
     "You mean because you felt bad for me."
     Obi-Wan laughed along with Anakin. "I suppose that's one way to put it, dear one, but I just could not let you leave looking so incredibly sad. Your beautiful face should always be graced with a smile." Anakin smirked and this time didn't care to hide the pink in his cheeks. "The blush is cute too."
     Once they finished their meals and sat for a while talking over another glass of wine, Obi-Wan waved down the waiter. "Unfortunately all good things have to come to an end, I'll get the check, dear one."
     "What? No, I'll get it," Anakin said, "I invited you here, so it's my treat."
     "On the contrary," Obi-Wan shook his head, already pulling out his wallet to beat Anakin to the punch, "I invited you to dinner, you merely had a reservation pre-booked."
     "But I-"
     "Excuse me, Sirâs?" They both turned and looked up to their waiter. "Your meal has actually already been paid for."
     "By who?" Anakin asked, and they both followed the waiters gesturing hand to find a familiar face hovering by the podium at the entrance.
     Obi-Wan peered over as well, confused as he asked, "What on earth is PadmÊ doing here?"
     Anakin's head snapped back to Obi-Wan, eyes wide. "You know PadmÊ?!"
     "Yes, we've actually been friends for years." Anakin was too stunned to even speak, and they both turned back to watch as she waved to them with a smug smile on her face, before she turned and left.Â
     Obi-Wan was the first to break the silence that had fallen over them, and turned back to face Anakin. "My dear," he mused once he had put the pieces together, "I do believe we have been bamboozled."
     Anakin finally gave in and laughed, running a hand down his face. Of course PadmÊ would do this, go through all these ridiculous hoops to bring him and Obi-Wan together. God, he loved her so much.
     "Yeah, I think you're right. She is far too ingenious for her own good." Obi-Wan merely raised his glass in agreement. "Hey, Obi-Wan, would⌠would you be interested in doing this again?"
     "Are you asking me on a second date, dear one?"
     Anakinn nodded, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "I think it went really well, and I have really enjoyed our time together. I was also thinking that next time we could go on a proper date, maybe at a place where you don't work."
     He smiled at him and reached over the table to take his hand, gently running his thumb along the back of it. "I would love that." He lifted Anakin's hand and softly kissed it, then added, "thank goodness for PadmÊ."
     "You know she's never going to let us forget that she's the one who brought us together, right."
     "Oh I know, dear one, I definitly know."
     Anakin had a feeling that this time PadmÊ was right, he wouldn't be needing anymore blind dates.
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A/N: And this is the second fic I submitted for the fest! I hope you enjoyed it, and I will be contributing more fics for the fests second deadline coming up, so if oyu would like to be tagged when those are able to be posted, please let me know and I would love to tag you <3
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Hi đ I hope you are doing well. I have meaning to ask you but Iâm not sure if itâs good question, is gojo really dead? Itâs just I really finding it difficult to believe. I mean when Toji brutally stabbed Gojo, he used reversed curse technique. I was talking about it with my friend but she believed Gojo was killed. I still donât understand some of the techniques used in jjk but it will be very helpful if you can explain.
Thank you
Hi there!
Hope you're doing well too, and thank you for the ask!
Well, I have to sadly answer that it does indeed appear that Gojo is actually dead in the manga, yes. But in my view, it makes about zero sense, for the reasons you stated. Gojo previously told Toji that he "should have cut off" his head, indicating that was the only guaranteed way to actually put him down for good. Sukana cut Gojo's body in half, meaning his separated his torso from his legs. It's also been previously established that cursed energy comes from the head, so... again, it really doesn't make sense that this particular injury would kill Gojo. But it's been something like 20 chapters since he died, or whatever number it is, and there's been no indication whatsoever of him still being alive or coming back, despite all the fan theories that were floating around.
The way he was apparently killed off is one of the main reasons I've pretty much lost interest in JJK. Not that Gojo was killed, but the way it was handled. It was terrible, and nonsensical, and relied on not simply deceiving the reader through misdirection, but flat out lying to them, and as a reader, I really didn't appreciate that. On top of it all, Gojo's death was horrifically anticlimactic and, ultimately, meaningless. His fight with Sukana was meaningless. It amounted to nothing, and changed nothing. Not a very good send off for the supposedly most powerful sorcerer in the Jujutsu world. His death was also done off-screen, another bizarre way to handle getting rid of one of the story's main characters. At the end of one chapter, Gojo is declared the winner, and at the start of the very next, he's just... dead. Terrible writing, terrible execution.
As for explaining how Sukana did it, I'm right there with you in not understanding most of the cursed techniques, and this is another of my main criticisms of the manga. It's just way, WAY too bogged down in convoluted, never ending explanations for one cursed technique after another, none of which really do anything or serve any purpose beyond confusing the hell out of the reader. Sukana has some form of "cutting" technique, and the ridiculous explanation for how he was able to get passed Gojo's infinity had something to do with cutting "the world" in half. I honestly have no clue what that's even supposed to mean. If he cut the world in half, shouldn't everything IN the world have been cut in half, along with Gojo? Beats me. We aren't given any, real explanation for it that I can decipher.
Anyway, yeah, it does, at this point, appear that Gojo really is dead and isn't coming back. The story has moved on to every other character battling Sukana now, with hardly a mention of Gojo since. Which also makes no sense to me. Gojo was always spoken of in awe-inspiring terms. Everyone always talked about him like he was orders of magnitudes more powerful than anyone else. The way they spoke about him, it was evident that anyone trying to fight him would just die immediately. And yet, somehow, Sukana, who's just killed Gojo, all while supposedly holding back, hasn't just done away with every other opponent immediately. Great logic there, huh? We didn't even get to see any of the other characters reactions to losing Gojo. All that build up, years and years of it, since the start of this manga, all amounting to diddly squat. Can you tell I'm mad about it, lol?
Anyway, I hope I was able to answer your question. I could be wrong. Maybe Gojo will magically appear, alive and well, somehow. But I'm not holding my breath. It's all just very disappointing.
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[Translation] Spider / IT/If You're Caught, It's Over
Niki: Alright. That's just about it~. We did a pretty good job, don't you think?
Kohaku: Niki-han, you were able to help me get the right shape, thanks a bunch.
Kohaku: Ah, Niki-han. I was too caught up in cooking that I didn't even realize it was getting late. Shouldn't we be heading over to the ES building soon? Today's our costume fitting isn't it?
Niki: Aah, that's right. Shall we get going?
Kohaku: Yeah. I go leave these cookies in my room real quick. I'll be back in a sec.
Rinne: Hee~eeeyy. Seeing Niki and Kohaku-chan together is so rare!
Niki: We got here together since we met up in the dorms together.
Kohaku: Hm? Is Anzu-han not here yet?
HiMERU: She was here just a bit ago, but went to go pick up the costumes. She'll surely return soon.
Kohaku: Fuu~n, I got it. Then, I guess I'll just have to wait it out and see.
HiMERU: Nn? Ah, it appears that Anzu-san has returned.
Rinne: Whaddya think, Anzu-chan? Did our costumes turn out nice? Mm, that's good to hear. "ES Halloween" this year is said to be really spooky. Of course, that would include costumes too wouldn't it? Right, riiiiight? I'm getting more and more excited for it~
Kohaku: (Augh....it's finally time. I'm gonna have to face these costumes now....It looks like they really gave it a lot of effort. I wonder how detailed they're gonna be. There's no telling if it's some sly spirit of mountains or rivers, or some kind of vengeful spirit. Or it could even be some zombie with it's skin rotting till it peels. I really, really hope it's not like that.....)
Kohaku: (God, Buddha. I'm begging......!)
Rinne: Oh? Is that for me? Thannnnks!
Niki: Thank you, Anzu-nee-san*! --Nn? Hmm?
HiMERU: This is HiMERU's part? Thank you very much. Oya? ....This is...
Kohaku: (It'll be okay. Up until now I've done everything I could to prepare for Halloween. I've heard 100 horror stories, watched horror movies, and went to haunted areas at the ES building. Surely I've become immune after all of this training. There's no way it can be as bad as that!)
Kohaku: ! So this is my costume huh....thanks. --I wonder what kind of detailed evil spirit of rivers and mountains it's gonna be.
Kohaku: ....Wha?!
Kohaku: ....This. Could this be a spider motif? Ummmm...Anzu-han? I just wanna make sure, this spider theme is "Crazy:B"s costume? So the costumes aren't supposed to replicate sly spirits of mountains or rivers, any kind of vengeful spirit, or zombies from horror movies.....?
Kohaku: Eh? What's so funny? Idol's costumes aren't supposed to be like that? Ahh, I guess so. It makes sense when you think about it. Doesn't matter how realistic and spooky Halloween is, there is still going to be lives held, so why would they put on makeup that would make it tough to tell if they're even idols at all? Oh jeez. I suddenly feel lightheaded....I was thinking it was gonna be some kind of scary ghost. I really had no clue what kind of costume I was gonna wear.
Rinne: What a relief, Kohaku-chan! Now you can focus on "ES Halloween" without any worries!
Kohaku: ....Nn? Wait just a minute. Anzu-han, what did you say just now? Could you say it again? Hmmm? The "units" participating in "ES Halloween" were told what motifs they were going to have beforehand, you say? ....That so. I was never told anything about that.
Rinne: U--uh oh...
Niki: Ah. Rinne-kun must've been...
HiMERU: --Making fun of Oukawa since the beginning, hasn't he?
Rinne: Wh-what are you saying? I dunno what you're talking about.
Kohaku: .....Rinne-han (smacks his fists**)
Kohaku: I'll at least thank you beforehand for helping me get over my weakness.
Rinne: ....Uhhh, Kohaku-chan? Why are you smacking your fists together like that?
Kohaku: Prepare yourself!
Rinne: Shiiiit! Kohaku-chan looks serious about this! Run for it!
Kohaku: Get back here, bastard! I won't let you get away with this!
HiMERU: Ah! Amagi, Oukawa! We haven't finished the costume fitting here yet! Come back!
Niki: Annnnd they're gone~. Anzu-nee-san, sorry about that. Could me and HiMERU-kun get our costumes fitted first? Rinne-kun and Kohaku-chan will come back once they get bored or at least when Rinne-kun gets caught.
HiMERU: --Him getting caught is never going to happen. Maybe we should go after them?
Niki: They'll be back~. Aren't we as "Crazy:B" always like that?
HiMERU: .....Well, that's true. Let's leave them be until they get bored. Anzu-san, apologies for the inconvenience, but you can start with HiMERU and Shiina first.
(*): For ppl who didn't know: this is how Niki usually refers to Anzu. It's usually "Nee-san"/"Anzu-nee-san", meant to be referring to her as like a sister.
(**): Look at the gif below Kohaku is doing that movement (sorry that I chose Mario of all things but it was the best visual i could find)
As a note, I think the "IT" in the chapter title is referring to a game of tag, and how the person who's doing the chasing is "it"! So in this chapter, Kohaku running after Rinne is "it" and if Rinne gets caught...well the rest of the chapter title explains that perfectly ^^
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Hey so idk ur ocs so just go off about your fave. What are they like? How are they as people? What makes them so likable to you?
God can I just say how sweet it is of you to go out of your way and send some random strangers questions about their OCs?? I am honestly tossing some glitter and confetti your way because it's just so thoughtful and rarely done tbh so let me preface the upcoming ramble with a huge thank you ! âĄâĄ
(( also gdi I hope you do not mind having traipsed right into the den of creepy, dark and gruesome OCs⢠I apologize profoundly ahah T_T ))
Let me put the thing under the cut because immediately three of my OCs perked up (scratch that and make that four the hornet's nest truly has been kicked now AHAH).
The sleepy head that just peeked out after being dormant for god knows how long is also one of my oldest OCs and still very dear to me - Leareth, a Malkavian Vampire I made with and for a roleplaying partner of about... almost 2 decades past.
Here is a very quick doodle I made of him:
Malkavian Vampires all suffer from some kind of delusion or other, and hid most defining one is him not knowing he IS a malkav to begin with, but considers himself Toreador (in case you don't know the Vampire the Masquerade lore - he basically believes he is born to a different house/family, so to speak)
He's also extremely androgynous and likes to play with that a lot.
As a "person", he is usually one of the more agreeable, gentler types (unless he hasn't fed in a while) - albeit rather anxious and easy to scare off.
Him having been one of my first OCs is naturally one of the reasons I like him so much, but he also has so many facets about him, and developed so much during the time I wrote him (becoming more and more confident and coming out of his shell, for one).
The next one would be Oliver Park, a character I have played in various settings. Bottom line is that he is proficient in archery and parkour, which in most settings he utilizes to hunt - monsters, demons, vampires or whatever the verse I write him in allows. He usually also sells parts of what he hunted.
Again a quick doodle to show the guy off:
He's in most cases also working a day-job as a barista and has QUITE the attitude to him. He's a notorious liar and pretty self-confident bordering on arrogant, with a highly troubled past & family story.
Oli was one of the first OCs which were "different" from what I would usually create in terms of background, character type and flaws, which reserved him a special place in my heart.
Lastly, I have been starting to flesh out two new OCs which have not much of a backstory yet, they just pretty much made themselves known, propped up a couch in my last remaining braincells and have been occupying those with their feet on the coffee table ever since.
I have literally no clue what's going on with Omen's face (the one with the skeleton part as a mug), but I could see him being a Nosferatu in a Vampire the Masquerade verse, or a demon. We'll see what they give away about themselves over the next weeks, I suppose!
But yes, those are them:
Void (left), and Omen (right), the latter one's outlines I just cleaned today.
I hope this was an okay-ish peek into the chaos in my head and again, thank you so much for sending this in! Have a great day!
#my art#oc#vtm#idek what to tag this at just TAKE MY OCs //shoves them on the dash#c:leareth#c:oliverpark#c:omen#c:void
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Just saw your post about Nick. I was hoping he was gay but the picture of the girls hand dashed my hopes haha. What makes you think he is? Do you really think that girl is a beard? So disappointed in him if thatâs what heâs doing!!
That blind item lol. It does sound like him except for the A list part. Not sure if Iâd consider him A list yet.
Hi, anon!
I'm not sure he's gay. I'm just pretty convinced at this point that he's attracted to men (so either bi, pan or gay). I'm also half convinced he's had a boyfriend since 2019. The gfs before that point might have been real or they might have not. Nick has been signed to a talent agency and management representation since 2012, so since he's gay, bi or pan they probably have convinced him to not come out in order to get big. Since he's bi, pan or gay his talent agency and management would also have worked with him to publicly closet him and make him appear straight. So any of his public relationship since 2012 should be scrutinised.
The easiest way to closet somone without it costing money or taking much effort is to use social media and PR plants. Nick likes a few scantily clad IG models posts and everyone is calling him straight. Plant a few rumours on reddit and post a few fake sightings of him with women on tumblr and you're golden.
Since he's queer, possibly has a boyfriend, and needs to appear heterosexual because he's played gay a bit too convincingly and now has a hyper-heterosexual film out, he needs to push the het. So the timing of him suddenly saying he's got a girlfriend for the last six months and teasing her by posting two hands intertwined, is telling me it's for PR. Even if he's into women, this is all for PR and the relationship is fake. If the relationship was real he should have no problem revealing it during rwrb promo, bottoms promo or m&g promo. He'd be normal about it. He didnât, he waited for the tioy promo when he needs all the women to project onto him and be hyped for his het-stravaganza.
And about the CDAN blind. Cdan is pretty liberal with his listings. So TS would be A++(+), Bieber would be A+, Harry is A, Liam and Louis is A- and reality housewives would be B-list. Considering this, calling Nick A- is on par with how Cdan uses these terms for popularity and fame. The only ones i would think it could be about if it's not about Nick is Josh O'Co*nor, Paul M*scal or maybe Barry K*oghan.
Josh has played several queer roles and is the only one, except for Nick, who's doing promotion right now. He doesnât have Nick's fame or fanbase so i think he's even less A- than Nick. I don't think he'd be on cdan's radar either. He's also not been lauded for his queer roles like Nick has been. He's pretty low key and is not pushing the het even though he's said he's straight. Paul has been lauded for his queer portrayal and is A-, but he hasn't done several queer movies (yet, he's got more coming soon). Barry has done one queer portrayal only, but has been lauded, and he's currently in a PR relationship. To me Nick fits all of the clues the best, and i already thought he wasn't straight so cdan is only validating what i've concluded myself some time ago.
I'm disappointed in him too for going the fake relationship for PR route, but he is closeted and probably doesn't want too much speculation about his sexuality when doing het heartthrob films. I think he was managing fine without the need for extra het measures, but i guess his team disagrees now that he's getting more famous and wants to play straight roles as well. I was hoping he could be different and avoid lying and gaslighting too much, but he's willing to do this apparently. It's sad.
#he's better at playing queer than he is playing straight roles#but he's not as bad with intimacy with women as h is for example#nick galitzine#not 1d
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I don't know what I'm doing. I just slapped on colors and hoped it looked good
Now I will start rambling!
So there was this person in the Omori discord server who drew fine in the Omori art style and my friend, a fellow Omori fan, sent it to me and I was super inspired. It just looked super pretty and my crops were watered and absolutely flourished!! My friend also helped me figure out who would be in Mari's role, with the options being past fine members and of course, Tsumugi had to die <3
I like him very much (and he is one of my favorite Enstars characters... just #5 though) so I wanna give him that really important role ahah
It only makes sense because he's the one who was the most affected by Eichi?? He really considered Eichi a friend and felt betrayed by his actions while Nagisa and Hiyori were just in fine on contract. I honestly do not know much about the Enstars story and it's been a while since I've finished Omori so idk...
But yeah, it has to be Tsumugi!
Anyways, Eichi wouldn't be a shut-in and only stay at home like Sunny. I see him in a coma after the events of the War and Tsumugi's death? And that's why he's in a dream world, where Tsumugi is still alive and things are starting to settle down.
The white egret orchid in the pic is basically a redraw of the one in Omori. The game says that it symbolizes the phrase "my thoughts will follow you into your dreams."
I associate it with Basil and I think he means well when he shows up in Sunny's dreams as Stranger.
As for Natsume... I'm giving him Stranger's role and he definitely does not have good intentions for Eichi so that line, "my thoughts will follow you into your dreams" would be more of a curse. He'd be constantly showing up in Eichi's dream world and trying to force him to remember what he's done.
The inciting event that forces Omori to explore the dream world with his friends (and him eventually remembering Mari's death) was looking for Basil, who is missing.
For Eichi, the inciting event would be Natsume stirring up a rebellion.
I don't think there'd be silly little creatures to fight like sprout moles and bunnies. The battles would be singing and dancing as per Yumenosaki style. Rebels would continuously spring up and challenge fine to a duel.
But of course, there'd be little side quests like Omori where fine, with 3 out of 4 members being part of the student council, have to do some work. I'm being vague because I have no clue. I can see quests being asked by students and they're like pinned to a bulletin board. Is Yuzuru even a part of the student council or was he just there to help Tori out?
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There is no Trickstar :)
As in their unit hasn't really officially formed yet. I just don't really see where they would fit?
Eichi is not just impacted by Tsumugi's death. Tsumugi is the face of his guilt and also stands for all the other lives that were lost in the War. A really fitting line I remember is Eichi's 4-star card for the Tempest event in which he says, "I'm destroying someone's dream." I had to check in-game so I guess the lines are actually: "I'm the one who crushes that dream. I, and my dream, could ruin the dreams of others." In order to make his wish of creating a utopia for idols into a reality, Eichi has crushed other people's dreams.
I can see him telling himself that they were necessary sacrifices but perhaps there's another small part of him (or it could be Natsume's thoughts entering his head) that asks if Tsumugi's death and the other deaths were actually necessary. Could there have been some world where all that pain could have been avoided?
Yeah that's the end of my rambling~
I'll talk about the rest of fine and their roles later
I have college stuff to do urghh
Ahh I almost forgot that this would be past Tsumugi, who had no blue/turquoise(??) streaks in his hair.
Also I wanted Natsume to be on the right side of the canvas but the way I drew him, it only makes sense if he's on the left. His longer hair lock is on the left side of his face (if it was our pov, it'd be the right? I feel like I'm making this more confusing) and I want to keep it that way but if he was on the right side of the canvas, that longer lock would be on the wrong side...
Also fun fact, my friend shared that fine Omori art with me 178 days ago so about half a year ago... this has been in the back of my mind for some time but I'm glad I finally drew something and wrote my thoughts out.
The majority of my funky ideas are actually Twst-related even though I have yet to talk about any Twst characters or draw fanart of them...
#enstars#ensemble stars#fanart#art#artwork#enstars x omori#idk is that the right tag#eichi tenshouin#ensemble stars eichi#natsume sakasaki#tsumugi aoba#I have so many funky ideas but I gotta make the time ahh#chocodaffodil art
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đâ¨đMhoirbheinn
@thewolfisawake || Questions for Immortals/Ancients || Not Accepting
đDo you ever run out of things to be curious about?
"Not particularly, but I suppose life hasn't grown boring enough to feel that way. There's always something new around the corner." After being freed from prison, first it was the militia, then that morphed into working towards Bal's rather grand goal for the crown. Even now that they've finally achieved it, their work is hardly done.
"Besides, I have the immense fortune to be at the side of one instills a sense of wonder in me, even centuries later."
â¨Other than immortality, do you have other supernatural abilities?
"My aspect." Not that it would be overtly obvious upon first glance, glamoured as he was. Which suited him just fine, it wasn't anyone else's business after all.
Mhoirbheinn's aspect is that of a bird, a raven to be more precise. It shows in the small feathers at his temples, the back of his hands here and there. It most clearly shows in the two anterior wings set at his lower back of the same black shade. As for the abilities his aspect grants him, he's able to kind of mind control/mentally influence any avian-type creature around him. Basically, he can control them, which has its limited uses.
His other ability is one that took him centuries to even realize he had. He essentially has an internal compass to where he knows which direction is where without having to use any actual instruments (yes it's a bird thing). He can also sense a change in the air pressure, which helps clue him in to any incoming weather shifts. Mhoirbheinn likes to joke, only to Bal of course because who else is he joking with, that that's actually the more useful ability.
He also has sharper eyesight and hearing.
Of note, his future son with Bal, Nathair, inherits his aspect from Mhoirbheinn, though it manifests in different ways.
đDo you think two immortals could handle one anotherâs company forever?
"Of course. Balmoral and I have been at each other's sides for centuries now, yet I could never imagine growing tired of him. How could I? His clever with, his charming smile, Bal remains as captivating as the first day I laid eyes on him. I feel I'm always discovering some new way that Bal excites and engages me. I could never tire of his company, and I can only hope that the sentiment is returned."
#thewolfisawake#{Mhoirbheinn Answers#{Mhoirbheinn Headcanon#Mhoirbheinn only ever gets chatty when it comes to talking about Bal#Kirei holding me at gunpoint and forcing me to finally sit down and figure out Mhoirbheinn's powers
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I really struggle with drawing a larger variety of things and going outside my comfort zone. I kinda tend to draw the same three poses/characters and ignore the parts I struggle with, so my art kinda plateaus in improvement. Also, as a primarily non digital artist, sharing my art is hard bcs it requires an annoying amount of work to scan a work, crop it, and post it.
Also. I would really love to have more online friends but I am very Shy and got no clue where to start so uhhh that hasn't happened yet. Idk some online communities can feel pretty insular, and the skill of other artists a bit intimidating you know?
Have a good day!
getting out of your comfort zone is always easy in theory but hard in practice. If you know the issue, why not just do something not that, right? The answer is probably because nothing is motivating you enough to get out of your comfort zone.
the solution is either 1) you have to be so fed up being in your comfort zone that you say âfrick thisâ and force yourself to do something else, or 2) you find a motivation
If you canât find the motivation within yourself, you can always look externally. I actually encourage tracing and copying (sue me) for practice as itâs a great way to sort of âextendâ your muscle memory if that makes sense. A lot of why we fall back into the same drawing habits stems from the fact that our muscle memory simply wants to do what it has already been taught which is why it feels weird to do something âoff scriptâ, and tracing sort of guides you out of that taught routine.
And yeah photographing and scanning in artwork is tedious as all hell, but thatâs why I (in the rare instances that I do) like to copy and scan things in batches as opposed to scanning one drawing as soon as itâs done. It saves some time and effort, plus you can spread out uploads easier that way!
And I can totally see why approaching artists can be scary! I actually mostly keep to myself but have no problem with people reaching out because Iâm used to it, but I can see how it can be intimidating. You never know who is a big olâ meanie or is having a bad day, and who desperately wants to be friends but is also too anxious to speak đ
Iâm sure youâre not alone!
I hope you have a good day too!
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Oh this one sounds interesting so Iâll ask about the darkest eyes đˇ if no one else has yet!
hi hi !! ah, my longest story yet,,, the one that's been collecting dust for five months,,, it's basically a post-s5 study on mike and hopper's relationship, with the latter taking a semi-parental role because mike's in desperate need for some support and, as much as his friends (and will) love him and have his back, there's only so much they can individually do for him.
because mike's gone through a lot in the show, and in this au i made vecna target him relentlessly to the point that he almost died,,, and yet the show hasn't done much to convey how much this has all affected him. more importantly, none of the other characters have shown that they notice either and i thought it'd be interesting to have hop be the one to help him get through the worst, seeing as he's gone through some similar things.
granted, he can't relate to mike being gay, but he's struggled with chronic pain, widespread criticism from the town, receding mental health and a creeping addiction. so i thought it'd be cool if hop showed mike that it's okei to be affected by things; that bottling things up is not good and seeking help is perfectly acceptable.
that's basically what the story is all about tbh. i also have a whole plot about reefer rick and the whole "hellfire was a satanist cult" thing (plus other small cases hop deals with in his daily life), so if you like mystery i think i have a few nice cases going on :O
i'm not sure what else i can say about this story :S i could give a few clues about what happens in the five-months-in-the-making chapter 7, but other than that there's not much i can share without spoiling certain cases and plots,,,
anyway, i hope you liked this answer (?) sorry if it was weird x.x
thanks for the question ! hope you have a great day/night~
the story || masterpost
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Jasonâs Hellfire Club List
I really donât know how to like properly communicate at all but especially on tumblr because I donât rlly post much but I am thinking thoughts (a rare occurrence) therefore you need to hear them
so in s4 episode 5 thereâs a scene where Jason shows the basketball team (minus Lucas) a list of places to search and I think itâs really interesting so
Here is the list I was talking about, hopefully you can read it but if not the attempted image id is underneath keep reading
There are lots of interesting things about this I think
wheelers is crossed out, suggesting that Jason/ the basketball team already talked to any or all of the Wheelers (I know he speaks to Nancy but that's in episode 8 and I'm not entirely sure what was said because to be perfectly honest I'm a bad person who hasn't watched all of season four yet and has just spoiled it tremendously for themself) edit: a more likely explanation is that Mike just wasnât there so they couldnât talk to him, but interesting they put wheelers rather than his whole name like they did Dustinâs, and itâs plural
Big buy is not referring so some European brand I just found out existed by googling it, but actually is the name of a supermartket that I think El stole the Eggos from in S1, the full name is Bradley's Big Buy, just a cool easter eggo
Drama class being on this list most likely means that Hellfire itself is hosted in the theater room, which is what the wiki says. We know this because of "the stage lights, curtains and props seen around them during game night" which I never noticed because I don't pay very close attention. However, in order to gain access to the theater room, one or more of the Hellfire kids must also know the drama teacher and probably really like drama well, which is awesome. Theater kids who also play dnd unite (even though I haven't actually done anything yet because I never finished my character sheet, that doesn't matter)
I have no idea what thacher tike is. None at all. Google was completely unhelpful, I genuinely have no clue. Perhaps a smart person will see this and connect dots I didn't think of but I know nothing
I think it's interesting that (Jason thinks at least) Hellfire is hosted at the elementary school, when we've seen Hellfire meetings hosted in the theater room, and it makes no sense to have high schoolers in the elementary school. It's also odd that Jason writes the av closet specifically, when the av room is tied to the party but especially Mike and Will (although that may be my byler brain slanting it that way). Especially saying closet instead of room hmmm closet imagery...
There have been many posts from far more intelligent people about how the library is tied to everything (Will being found at he lirary, Nancy saying Barb was at the library, Nancy + Robin finding information on the Creels in the library, Hopper finding information on the experiments in the library plus his relationship (used not romantically but as two people that are connected) with the librarian and I think it's interesting (drinking game take a shot everytime I say interesting) how Hellfire is also tied to the library.
Weird that Jeff and Gareth are lumped together as Hellfire members but Lucas, Dustin, Mike, and Paul Cook (whoever he may be) are listed seperately. Perhaps because those other people are more important
Paul Cook is as it turns out a very common name, but one of the more famous ones is Paul Cook from the Sex Pistols. There appear to be no links from Sex Pistols to Stranger Things, no Sex Pistols played on the show, although they may be on a charavter playlist, I'm not sure. I don't think any other Paul Cooks are relevant to the show but who knows.
I have no idea what most of these actually mean or how they affect anything, it probably doesn't matter at all, but this post was fun to make and hey, first proper tumblr post with my own writing, more than like a sentence! hooray
I hope at least some of this made sense and maybe someone talented will see it and expand on it but for now this is all I have
Here's what the list says if you can't read the image (it's all in capitals in the original if that matters) (green is my commentary/confusion)
Lucas Sinclair
wheelers
big buy
drama class
Dustin Henderson
Thacher tire?? Edited because itâs very likely that it does say thatcher tire, googling it gets headcanons and things about Eddie working there, but that must have come from either this list or some other detail that also supports it.
Hawkins Elementary âş * hellfire meetings!!?
--> av closet
Library? -> downtown
Jeff/Gareth (Hellfire)
Paul Cook
Park behind community pool edited because you guys are probably right, community pool makes sense especially because it was heavily featured in s3.
*> is used to encapsulate both "Hawkins elementary" and "av closet", as in "I think Hellfire meetings are held in Hawkins elementary, specifically the av closet" | just can't format that while typing, sorry
#hellfire#hellfire club#jason carver#idk if that's even a tag#byler#< it counts#i mentioned them so there#st#sts4#stranger things#stranger things 4#stranger things season 4#i actually forgot to tag this so I had to steal the tags from my reblog#I might have overtagged#is that an option#I may have made it an option
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vent (this is a big one. don't open unless you're ready.)
it's the way you think you're done grieving and then suddenly you're forcibly reminded of it and suddenly the breath is stolen from your lungs, and your chest squeezes painfully. when a stranger says 'sorry for your loss', and you think, 'i didn't want to be reminded of this today.' when you try so hard to have a good moment, and then it gets stolen from you by a flashback. it's the way the heavy weight settles on you, making your muscles strain to keep yourself steady so you don't collapse in an inconvenient location. it's about the regret, the 'should have beens' for what could have and should have come afterwards. it's about how the good times feel irrevocably tainted, and you just want things to go back to the way they were. it's the knowledge that it will fade, it has to. it has to. it's the knowledge that it will fade but it hasn't yet and now you're trapped in the crushing inevitability of feeling it. the surge of dread, the slow steamroller of anguish that grief uniquely makes its own. a cosmic drone that makes your ears buzz and your teeth ache and your eyes prickle with tears. it's the way it feels like it will never pass, but you know it will, but it's the difference between looking at a road trip map and actually doing the driving yourself. it's about knowledge forbidden and tainted, not understanding what this level of heartache feels like until you're on the inside of it. it's about trying to claw your way out so that you're functional, but your nails are bitten down and the way up is slippery. and you scream and scream 'there will be happier days ahead!' it's the way you say 'i will survive' and you do, but it's not the same because your life is different now. it's about the choice of whether or not you can move on or let the event define you and change you, and maybe there's a third option, but the flash of explosion was too bright and you can't see what the third option is. so you grapple blindly in the white darkness knowing there's a way forward but not having a clue how to get there. it's about hoping the right person will reach out, but they're long gone, and maybe they can't come back, and maybe they won't, and maybe they aren't the same person anymore and maybe they weren't who you thought they were in the first place but it all ends up being the same anyway. and so you breathe through the heart ache, you breathe though it's hard, you stretch your lungs to the max capacity, but the max capacity has shrunk and how can one body contain so much pain that won't go?
but you breathe because you don't have a choice. you breathe because the other options are unthinkable. you continue and continue and continue, and it will get better. it will.
but when?
#vent#vent poem#vent art#(i think i got some of it out my system)#in the long run i'll be fine#i always am#i'm the reliable soup man who brings content and fun and heartfelt things#i'm the king of learning to survive the most crazy shit#this is just another moment in a series of moments#it will fade
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