#I’ll and it’s the most beautiful clash of personalities because we’re all so annoying and we love eachother so much and also our
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hey !! i rlly liked your drv3 boys with a s/o who acts like mikan, i was wondering if you could do that with the trigger happy havoc boys ? tysm have a good day <3
Trigger Happy Havoc boys with an S/O who acts like Mikan
Warnings: Mikan's personality/actions
Mod Ibuki: The support I got on the DRV3 with an S/O who is Mikan reincarnated is insane. I have a few more asks with this specific theme. Just, thank you. Thank you so so much! I'm so excited to write them.
You have a good day too, nonnie!
Makoto:
Makoto is so caring
He always tried his best to make sure you were happy
If someone ever insulted or made fun of you, he'd be pretty angry
Specifically Junko, she likes to bug you
"S/O~ Can you show me what a cat looks like?" "A-Alright..." "No! S/O, please don't do that!"
He wants to be around you often
Just to make sure no one is bothering you
And that you haven't fell
Speaking of falling
If you took a fall in front of him he'd be incredibly flustered but quick to help you nonetheless
If it was a...difficult position, he'd cover you as soon as possible with the brightest blush on his face
"I-I'm sorryyyyy!" "Don't apologize, S/O. It was an accident! Accidents happen!"
If you ever thought he was mad at you he'd feel so horrible, even if he did nothing wrong
"I-I'm so s-sorry, M-Makoto! I'll repay y-you! Sh-should I take my clothes o-off?" "S/O, no no no! You did not make me mad at all! And even if you did you would not have to repay me! Never! Also, don't offer to take your clothes off for me when you genuinely don't want to. You should only show your body to those you want, when you want."
Very supportive boyfriend
Mondo:
Your personalities clash but somehow you got together?
He's loud and doesn't give a single fuck about pissing anyone off and you are, well, the opposite
To say he's protective would be an understatement
No one, and I mean no one, could or would fuck with you
The one time Byakuya told you to speak up, Mondo flipped
"Oh for Christ's sake. Will you speak up? No one can understand you when you're mumbling incoherent nonsense." "The fuck you just say to my S/O you pompous piece of shit!?!"
Then he proceeded to break Byakuya's glasses and give him an almost broken nose
Yeah, no one bothered you
If you took a fall in front of him, he will either catch you or help you as soon as you hit the floor
If you fall in a suggestive position, he'd cover you AS SOON AS A VIEW IS GIVEN
No one, and I mean NO ONE, is catching a peak at you trust me
And if someone laughs, oh boy
They have an angry and very violent biker to deal with
If you ever thought he was mad at you, he'd immediately think it was his fault because of his anger problems
"I-I'm s-sorry! D-Do you w-want me to t-take my clothes off?" "Shit, baby no. Don't be sorry, you did nothin' wrong. I promise, I'm not mad at all. Don't offer to take your clothes off for me unless you want to, not because you wanna please me. That's not how I want this relationship to be, and I doubt you disagree."
Mondo cares so much about you and just wants to protect you through thick and thin <3
Yasuhiro:
Yasuhiro thinks you're adorable
Like you could do no wrong in his eyes
He wants to hug you 24/7
Don't think he won't either
If anyone tried to be mean to you, he'd be so confused and upset
"Why would you say that? They did nothing wrong, so why would you say something so rude for no reason? Uncalled for, man."
If you ever took a fall in front of him, he'd be so late
Like you'd be on the floor and he wouldn't notice until you whimpered or something along those lines
"S/O! How'd you get down there? C'mon, I'll help you, don't worry!"
If you fell in a suggestive position, he'd still be so late to responding
But when he does he blushes so much
"W-Why didn't I save myself the trouble and predict this?"
But nonetheless he is quick to pull you to his chest and hide you from the views of anyone else who may have been around
If you ever offered to take your clothes off just to please him, he'd be a little upset
"S/O, I don't want you to do that just because you wanna make me happy. That doesn't make me happy, especially because it doesn't make you happy. Please don't do that. You're body is too beautiful to be shown just for the sake of satisfying someone."
If you ever thought he was mad at you, he'd be confused as to if he did something or not
"H-Hiro! I-I didn't m-mean to m-make you m-mad at me! I-I'm s-sorry!" "Hey, look at me S/O. Do I look mad? I don't think I do. I'm not mad at all! Don't apologize for something you didn't do, alright? I love you! Wanna do a reading with me? Maybe it'll cheer you up."
Overall, Yasuhiro's a slow but loving partner. He won't let you down. Except when you fall. Then he does.
Leon:
Another protective one!
Leon is so so so protective
You are his baby, no one is gonna fuck with you
Or else he'll take his bat to their knees
But say an unlucky fellow does try to do such a thing
They're going to be limping around for a bit
"Hey, S/O! A little birdie told me you wouldn't mind giving others a little show. Mind doing so?" "O-Oka-" "No. S/O, don't. As for you, you asshole, I suggest you walk away before I knock your fucking teeth down your throat."
He never stops telling you about how you should only show your body to those you want to show
He hates that you'd offer just to make someone happy
"Baby, don't do that. It's gonna make you upset in the long run. You're body is way to beautiful and perfect to be shown to others freely. Only show it to people you want to show. Promise me you'll do that?"
If you ever took a fall in front of him, he'd help you up as soon as he sees. Which is pretty quick
He'd immediately grab your hands and tell you that it's okay
If you fell in a suggestive position, he'd be as red as his hair, but he'd still race to cover you up and make sure you're okay
If you ever thought he was mad at you, he'd be angry with himself for making you think that
"A-Ah! I-I'm s-sorry I-I made y-you angry! I-" "You know I hate interrupting you, but I just want you to know you don't have to apologize. You did nothing wrong! Not a thing! I don't want you to think for a second you made me mad because you didn't. I don't think I can get mad at you, if we're being completely honest."
Leon wants you to know that you are absolutely beautiful and no matter what you will always have him by your side
Chihiro:
Chihiro is shy too, so he completely understands
He's seen first-hand what shy people go through, so he gets pretty worried when it comes to you
If anyone ever tried to mess with you, he'd step in immediately, even if it ended up with him getting picked on. As long as it wasn't on you
"S/O, stop pissing me off, will you? You're really getting on my nerves." "S/O didn't do anything to you. I d-don't even think they know you. S-So please leave them alone."
If you ever took a fall in front of him, he would try to catch you but end up falling with you
As embarrassed as you two were, you still found it a little funny
If you fell in a suggestive position, he'd be beat red but would cover you up as soon as possible
If you ever offered to take your clothes off for him, he'd be so upset
"N-No, S/O! You don't have to do that! I d-don't want you to offer to do that just because you want to please me. I w-want you for your personality! Your body isn't what I fell in love with!"
If you ever thought he was mad at you, he'd cry on the spot
"I-I'm so so s-sorry, Chihiro! I'll do w-whatever I can t-to make it up to y-you!" "S-S/O, y-you don't have to! Please, I promise I'm not m-mad! See? I'm not m-mad. Please don't ever think I-I am. I love you t-too much to get mad at you."
This boy loves you so much and just wants you to be as happy as possible
Kiyotaka:
Taka tries his absolute best to stop your people-pleasing ways
He believes it will hurt you in the long run, and he is right
Most things you do often result in you being extremely uncomfortable and sad
Taka doesn't want to see that! Taka wants to see you happy!
If someone ever insulted you, Atua help them
They will get detention for eternity
"Hey! S/O! You're really getting on my nerves!" "Ahh! I-I'm sorry! W-What should I do to repay y-you?" "S/O, that isn't necessary! You owe them nothing! If anything, they owe you an apology! So, apologize, right now! And you have detention for the month!"
Yeah, no one bothered you after that because no one wants detention
If you took a fall in front of him, Taka is probably the quickest to react
If he doesn't catch you, he is once again quick and immediately picks you back up
And if it's suggestive position you end up in, he will be redder than his eyes but still help as soon as possible
Taka might be the one that hates the fact you offer to show your body as compensation for potentially making someone angry the most
"S/O! Please don't do that! It is wrong for you to expose yourself like that just to please someone! You don't need to please anyone but yourself! So don't offer to show yourself unless you are positive that you want to!"
If you ever thought Taka was mad at you, he might cry
His voice would go down, a lot
"...I'm not mad...I promise. I would never get mad at you. I need you to know that. Please, don't offer to please me or repay me in some way. It...makes me sad. I love you."
Overall, Taka will always keep you safe. No matter what.
Byakuya:
Byakuya probably got annoyed with you at first
But as time progressed he slowly grew more attached
A protective instinct he never knew he had kicked into full gear
If someone Toko ever made fun of you, oh boy
He'd blast
"H-Hey, whore! I think y-you should r-really d-dress a little nic-" "I'm going to stop you right there. Don't utter another word. Someone as pathetic as yourself shouldn't bother insulting others. Maybe work on your own image before you try to 'correct' others."
If you ever fell in front of him, he'd probably scoff and offer his hand
He'd never admit it, but he worries every time you take a fall. So he always makes sure to ask if you're okay
If you fell in a suggestive position, he loses his composure for a moment and goes bright red
Once he snaps out of his little daze, he quickly takes your hands and pulls you to your feet
He covers you up immediately after you stand
One time, Toko was getting on Byakuya's nerves again and it was obvious he was over her bullshit
Because of this, you offered to take your clothes off to please him
To say he was upset would be an understatement
"How do you suggest such a thing so casually? Just because I'm in a foul mood does not mean I want you to remove your clothes just for my own personal pleasure. That's ridiculous. Don't offer yourself to me unless you want to. Put yourself before others."
If you ever thought he was mad at you, oh boy
For once, he'd completely lose his shit
"What on Earth made you think I was mad at you!? I don't understand, I just- no." Byakuya paused to take a breather. "No, I'm not mad. Not one bit. Just...just no. I know I don't say it much but I truly love you too much to be angry with you. I swear, I am not mad at you."
Togami doesn't mean to sound harsh, but he does get worried about you and your safety
He loves you too much to let anything happen to you
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"I'm so in love with him/her, I don't know what to do" for Giyuu maybe pretty please with Kyo sprinkles on top. Because two emotionally constipated idiots would definitely flounder 😂
Here you go, Biz! Also, big yes to the Kyō sprinkles 😛🤤
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Giyuu x F!S/O: Moonlit Confessions (Fluff, Modern AU, SFW Scenario)
Note: This will be a little self-indulgent. But I’ll leave the name spaces as (Y/n) and (K/w) for Kyō’s wife’s name.
“How am I even supposed to tell him that?” (Y/n)’s voice was loud with disbelief and a twinge of panic, knowing full well that a few people had already turned their heads to look right at her. Still, she couldn’t care less about what they thought— and even garnered even more stares when she looped an arm through her best friend’s own.
The materials of their kimonos clashed beautifully; a silky burgundy against an equally beautiful hue of blue— which (Y/n) had worn just to get the chance to earn a compliment from her lover.
It wasn’t that her lover— the usually stoic Water Hashira, Tomioka Giyuu— didn’t like her; but his lack of compliments only stemmed from his tendency to always get flustered when he was with her.
And to make things worse for their situation, (Y/n) pretty much simmered down to the same flustered and stuttering reaction whenever he was near. Especially when she caught a glimpse of those pretty blue eyes of his.
Their friends— the Flame Hashira, Kyōjurō, and his wife (K/w)— didn’t even know just how they managed to go on dates when they couldn’t even go without acting like lovesick teenagers in front of the other.
And that was how Giyuu and (Y/n) had found themselves walking with their respective confidantes, before they were set to meet for the festival. Albeit, it was Kyōjurō’s idea to invite Giyuu on a walk before they met up with their respective lovers.
On (Y/n)’s side, she was so busy panicking about her impending confession that she couldn’t keep her mouth shut. Not even (K/w) buying snacks for her had worked, as she only took a small bite before pushing it onto the other woman.
“I can’t just tell him that I love him. He might not return my feelings!”
At that, (K/w) shook her head, before leaning in and flicking her best friend’s forehead. “Kyōjurō tells me that Tomioka-san loves you a lot. And that Kyō saw him smiling when he overheard Kyō telling that story of when you two went out on a date with us.”
“It’s your husband, he could have been making that up to get a kiss from you.”
Instead of getting offended, however, (K/w) only shrugged before smiling right at (Y/n). “Kyōjurō was right when he said that Tomioka-san was going to ask you out for tea, after he met you at our wedding.”
“That was one time, (K/w)!”
The Flame Hashira’s wife merely quirked an eyebrow at that, before changing the topic. “So, where are you and Tomioka-san going later tonight? Seeing the sights? Eating at the stalls? Maybe… kissing behind the abandoned shrine?”
“Gods no. We aren’t you and your walking libido of a husband,” (Y/n) snarked back, which only served to make her snort at the new unsavory name that she could call the Flame Hashira. After all, she had earned the right to tease (bully) him after he had married her best friend. “We’re just going for a walk and then watching the fireworks, and then we’re going home.”
“How boring,” (K/w) teased good naturedly, before turning her gaze straight ahead and subtly making a beeline towards the head of blond and red hair that she saw. “Let’s go by that takoyaki stand, I have to get Kyōjurō some. He’ll be hungry later.”
“You love him too much.”
“Just like how you love Tomioka-san?”
“I don-… shut up.”
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Meanwhile on Giyuu’s side of things: he was barely reigning in the urge to knock Rengoku out and make a run for it. He was fed up with consistently being badgered by the other man, especially when it concerned his relationship with (Y/n).
“Do you like her? Or do you love her? I’m asking for a friend.” The Flame Hashira had to know, or else his wife would be upset with him. And he didn’t want that, at all. Happy wife, happy life— that was his belief.
That and if he came back empty-handed, then she wouldn’t make that dessert she’d made that he really loved. He didn’t even know what it was, so he couldn’t very well ask Senjurō to make it.
So, pestering Giyuu it was.
“That’s private.” The Water Hashira answered flatly, before picking up his pace— only to groan audibly when Rengoku had easily managed to catch up to him.
“Just tell me, Tomioka! We’re practically best friends since (Y/n)-chan’s my wife’s best friend. Best friends in law!”
Giyuu didn’t know which pit of hell Rengoku had gotten that idea from, but he bit his tongue to keep himself from saying anything mean to his fellow Hashira. It hadn’t ended very well, what with the blond only getting more annoying.
“Tomioka, tell me!” Then came the worst thing Giyuu could think of: physical touch. Rengoku began poking his arm, with every chorus of ‘tell me’.
Even while he walked, the other Hashira kept up with his pace— even if he had already dashed ahead.
He didn’t even know where he was going anymore, just that he was extremely annoyed at his company. He could have been with (Y/n) already, but Rengoku had asked for his help on buying his wife a present.
Now that Giyuu thought about it, the most he had done earlier was look at the lavish pair of earrings that the Flame Hashira had dropped a serious amount of money on.
It was only then that he figured that he was being toyed with. And he was pissed. His time had been completely wasted— when he could have been with (Y/n) earlier.
“Tell me, Tomioka!” Kyōjurō piped out once more, before going to poke the other Hashira’s arm once more.
However, before the blond’s finger even made contact with Giyuu’s haori, his hand was immediately slapped away. “I’m in love with her! I’m so in love with her, and I don’t know what to do, Rengoku! Does that satisfy you!?”
Red-tinted irises widened a fraction of an inch for a second, before they darted over to a spot behind Giyuu. And the latter didn’t even need to look to know who was there, as Rengoku looked like that he was the cat that got the cream— a lovestruck cat at that.
“There’s my gorgeous wife! Come here and hug me, my love!” Kyōjurō had almost all but forgotten Giyuu in front of him, as he stepped around the other man so he could open his arms for his wife.
(K/w) didn’t fail him, catching on to what he wanted to happen, and dragging a reluctant (Y/n) closer to a speechless Giyuu. Not even digging her heels into the ground kept (Y/n) anchored in place— and she could only watch in wide-eyed horror with her heart pounding so hard in her chest, as Giyuu got closer and closer to her.
Until she was standing right in front of him, with (K/w) and Kyōjurō slowly inching away from them while entangled in their hug.
“We have to… uh… start kissing behind that shrine!” Came the Flame Hashira’s excuse for leaving, which had his wife slapping his arm before biting her bottom lip to keep herself from bursting out in laughter.
Both (Y/n) and Giyuu didn’t even know how much time had passed with them standing on a relatively unpopulated part of the path, not even having the courage to look up at each other and reveal just how red both of their cheeks were.
And it was so filled with a tense silence that even Giyuu couldn’t take it. He had faced countless demons before, yet none of those compared to confessing his love for the one person in his life whom had made him happy.
The one person whom had made him forget all of the painful things in his past, and erased all of his fears for the future.
(Y/n) was so special to him that he couldn’t even begin to describe how much his feelings amounted to; all that he knew was that she was everything he could ever want in life— and all he saw was him and her growing old together in the future.
He was sure that he wanted to be her everything, just as he was sure that she deserved more than a shy and borderline cowardly confession.
So, after taking a deep breath, he finally looked up at her without the commotion that the Rengokus brought with them; only to feel his heart leap up to his throat at how breathtakingly beautiful she looked in her kimono— which was the same shade as his eyes.
Giyuu couldn’t help but want to melt on the spot, yet he fought the stiffness in his legs and began to close the distance between them. Until he was standing right in front of her, with his hands gingerly reaching out and wrapping around her own.
And he was glad that he wasn’t the only one who was nervous, because he felt just how cold and shaky (Y/n)’s hands were.
Slowly, he began to caress her knuckles with the pads of his thumbs— all in an effort to get some warmth into those clammy hands of hers.
However, just when he thought that he had fully taken her ethereal beauty in, the moment she looked straight at him took his breath away; since those eyes of hers looked positively beautiful, especially with the way that the moonlight reflected off of them.
“I love you… anata.”
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Mission Gone...Wrong?
welcome one and all to the entry for @moonlit-imagines Writing Challenge. Y’all should check her out, 5 star fics. it’s like a wonderland over there, you’ll love it
Edit: i love @moonlit-imagines, truly the best. she gave me an extension for this and i just love her😩😂 .
Warnings:
Masterlist
79. “I literally don’t think I could live without you.”
106. “Are you kidding me? You’re beautiful.”
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“Nope. No. No way. Not in my life. Never.”
“Y/N, it’s just a dress.”
“You take that back Cere,” she gasped, “that thing is a monster. It’s huge, poofy, and it doesn’t have any pockets! It’s pink for crying out loud, it’s disgusting! Bleh!”
“Well I think it’s beautiful. Besides, we need you for this mission. Cal can’t show up at this gala alone.”
“Then Merrin should go. A Jedi Knight and a Nightsister are better than a Jedi Knight and an ex-Padawan.”
“Merrin would be easily set apart from the others. It’s rare to find a Nightsister off of their home planet. And Y/N, being an ex-Padawan doesn’t make any difference. You’re just as strong and brave as Cal is.”
“I beg to differ, but I’ll take the compliment.”
Cere was going to try and convince Y/N more when Cal and Greez entered the Mantis. But when the duo made eye contact with the dress, there was nothing but full blown laughter. Smart remarks and comments were shared between them, leaving Cere to stare at them unimpressed and Y/N to hate the dress even more. She snatched the dress out of Cere’s arms, grumbling about how stupid it was, and stomped back to her room.
“This day can’t get any worse, can it?” Cere said to herself.
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It had been a few hours, Y/N hiding in her room until Cere reminded her she needed to be ready for the gala. Cere had dropped off the extra accessories for Y//N’s outfit and helped with the process. She left Y/N looking beautiful, but Y/N thought otherwise.
Pink? Disgusting. Poofy? Uncomfortable. Satin gloves? Unnecessary.
Y/N walked, more like shuffled due to the heels, towards the mirror and found someone else looking at her. She wasn’t used to these big dresses or the fancy hairstyles or the makeup that made her look oh so elegant. She knew her Master went on missions like these alone because she was younger and new to the danger of the enemy. These missions were deemed too dangerous for her. It was for the best, as her Master came back with at least a few scratches. The Padawan was hardly introduced to the true danger of the Separatists due to her shyness and fear. Y/N didn’t have the chance to grow out of it due to Order 66 being executed. Her fears worsened and darkness clouded around her when her Master was killed. But that’s a story for another time...
The sound of knocking on her door drew Y/N out of her trance. She looked up right as the door hissed and opened. Cal walked in fiddling with his tie, looking for a problem that didn’t exist.
“Hey Y/N, Cere wanted me to tell you we’re 10 minutes away. And I figured you could help me with uhh...”
He looked up at Y/N and froze. He was speechless. She looked...perfect. Even though she didn’t like it, pink seemed to be her colour. She...
“...al? Cal? Is there something you needed?”
“Huh? Oh, uh yeah! There’s something wrong with my tie, it won’t tie right.”
“Really? Something’s wrong with the tie?” She smirked slowly walking towards him, “ I just think you don’t know how to tie a tie.”
She took over for Cal, leaving them in silence. He gazed down at her, the love clear in his eyes.
“Are you okay? You keep staring at me?”
“What? No, no! It’s just um-”
“It’s the dress isn’t it? I knew it looked ridiculous. It’s huge, like, who needs this big of a dress?! And the heels, oh my god, why do people need their feet at an angle! It doesn’t make any sense! Especially the-”
“Are you kidding me? You’re beautiful.”
He interrupted her rant, causing her to go silent with mouth wide open.
“I know that you think it’s a horrible colour and I know you think that the fanciness of it all is annoying, but I think you look perfect. You always have been. Even when your hair is wild and dirt smudged all over your face. You’re perfect Y/N.”
She smiled, leaning up to give him a kiss.
“Oh how I hate that you always have something to say. I love you too Kestis.”
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“We’re looking for who again?”
“A Twi’lek and a Force user, information says they may know about the project the Empire is working on. We find them and somehow make them tell us everything.”
“And what’s your plan for somehow making them tell us everything Kestis. Not a very solid plan.”
“Well, I was thinking-”
“That’s never good.”
“As I was saying, Y/N. We could walk in together and then split ways after a few minutes. I’ll find the Twi’lek and you find the Force user.”
“Woah woah woah, we’re splitting up? And I thought you loved me. This Force user better be a girl Kestis. A female, a woman or I am going to beat your ass.”
“Okay okay, no need to get violent.”
The gala was extravagant, the definitions of elegance, grace, and beauty walking in with their dates. The smell of alcohol and laughter echoed in the castle.
“Look, Twi’lek at the bar. Go woo her Kestis, leave me behind to suffer alone.”
Cal chuckled and left her with a kiss. But she wasn’t left alone for long. A boy her age, maybe a year older approached from behind.
“You look a little lost darling.”
Y/N turned swiftly letting out a sharp gasp, “Oh! You scared me.”
“No worries. But it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, I am Nolan. Who might you be?”
“Ami-Dala, but most call me Ami.” Really Y/N? He’s going to notice.
“Beautiful name for a beautiful person. Where are you from darling?”
This is your chance Y/N, see if he knows the Twi’lek.
“I was born on Ryloth. My parents loved the people. When the time came, they started to convince the people the Republic were made of horrible people.”
“Ryloth? A great friend I know is from Ryloth. We are part of a big project for the Empire. We hope to wipe out those who still believe in the Republic. Those Rebels won’t stand a chance.”
“Wonderful! When the Rebels are destroyed, the Empire can finally have the power it deserves.”
“I knew I liked you Ami-Dala Why don’t we get a drink?”
“Umm, I don’t think-”
“Come on darling, it’s a party!”
The world started to get fuzzy after a few drinks. Stars seemed to float in her vision. Arms and legs felt numb. A voice startled Y/N from her day dream.
“Are you alright darling?”
“Yeah, just fine,” Y/N slurred.
“You don’t look so good Ami, why don’t we find somewhere quiet?”
Y/N could only nod. She couldn’t think straight.
“You know, Ami, it was great meeting you. But I think it would’ve been better if you weren’t a Jedi sympathizer, Y/N.”
Uh oh
Y/N tried to stop walking, but it only turned to her being dragged.
“Oh don’t stop the act now Y/N, you were doing so well! You even had Xi’ra fooled with your buddy Cal Kestis. But now that we have two Force users, our project can continue. Thank you Y/N, truly.”
“I would say otherwise.”
Cal, in all his glory, crashed Nolan’s celebration with lightsaber ignited.
“Well well, the Jedi does what he’s good at, ruining the fun.”
“Oh, so this is where the fun begins?”
Y/N was thrown behind Nolan, fighting the sleep that was beckoning her. But she wasn’t going down just yet.
Red and orange blades clashed together. The light against the dark. It was only a matter of time before one lost their epic battle.
“Why can’t you see that the Empire is doing the right thing?”
“I am not blinded by hatred like you are and I never will be.”
“But you will be. You haven’t even noticed your little girlfriend suffering from the poison I’ve slipped her.”
The cocky attitude was replaced with fear and concern for Y/N’s life. Anger was brewing.
“Now you feel it, the power. Just imagine what you could do if you join us, if you join me.”
“Then keep dreaming you bantha fodder.” Y/N shot her blaster, hitting Nolan in the chest before promptly passing out.
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“She’ll be fine Cal. Now stop your worrying and make sure she gets something to eat after she wakes.”
Cere left the room, leaving Cal to worry even more.
“What am I going to do with you Y/N?”
“I can think of a few things. Wink wink.”
“Jesus Y/N! You couldn’t wake up normally?”
“I could have, but that’s not very Y/N.” She opened her eyes and slowly sat up.
“Why did you do it?”
“Scare you? Your screams just warm my soul.”
“No, why did you risk shooting him? He could have deflected it if he wasn’t so surprised that you were still alive. It was dangerous Y/N, you could have-”
“I could have, yet I didn’t. But at the end of the day I would have helped the Rebellion gain vital information.”
“How is it worth it when I lose you?”
“You have to understand-”
“No, you have to understand. Y/N, I literally don’t think I could live without you. Yes, you somehow find a way out, but what happens when you don’t?”
Silence. Tears had welled up in her eyes when she realized what she put Cal through. Those risky moments where she didn’t really know if she could make it back. The fear she felt underneath the adrenaline.
“I love you Y/N, but please be careful.”
“I love you too Kestis.”
They met in an embrace, holding each other as if it was the last time they would. They stood there in silence until Cal had a pressing question.
“Are you ever going to call me by my first name?”
“And why would I do that Cal Kestis?”
“Close enough.”
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A Warm Diana Chapter 6: Overheating
A/N: Seriously writing a couple of my story updates in the hospital since I’m watching my dad who got admitted. There’s no internet in his room so I post upon arriving at home. Finally having Christmas break after hellish exams haha. Sorry this took so long. I’m having a bit of writer’s block, tbh. One of the reasons I stopped writing for so long was because I lost the USB flashdrive with all the prepped plots and chapters and all that. It really was a huge blow to motivation. I legit cried over it. I also lost so much progress on other stories so… since some chapters had planned out info already in their files. I’m really trying to figure out how to move this story towards the end point. At this stage, it’s just full of Akko and Diana awkwardly trying to figure out their new dynamic, now that their relationship is clearly changing. Haha, I’m struggling with the plot. Still, trying my best. Btw, my headcanon is that Diana in love = OOC Diana so apologies in advance xD Not Beta read because I don’t have a beta reader now. I’ve been reading and correcting by myself, but I usually miss a few typos or mistakes, so again, sorry ‘bout that. Anyway.
Happy Holidays!
Enjoy?
~Shintori Khazumi
A Warm Diana Chapter 6: Overheating
Relationships require balance.
At times, they are as if you were riding a seesaw, or maybe just tipping scales. At other times, they feel like a tug-o-war, and sometimes it’s more of a shoving and pushing motion.
Regardless of how you adjust the weights, you will find that it takes two sides to pull off that balance.
You may find that perfect balance now, or it may come millions of troubleshooting sessions later. It is different for everyone, it varies from person to person.
Your search may be painfully awkward, or incredibly sweet; filled with unspeakable joy, or unspeakable heartbreak. Just know, so long as you try, you’ll eventually stumble upon that sweet spot of balance tailor made for two.
Just keep working it out.
You’ll discover it soon.
And once you have it, a new chapter begins.
~0~0~0~0~
If you were to ask Akko for a list of her favorite things, broom rides and Diana would most probably top that list. She often related one with the other. There was just something about the heat of Diana’s back as they flew across the cooling horizon as the sun set, dropping the day’s temperature a few degrees down. While flying was one of the most magical experiences for Akko, she would easily argue that Diana was just as- if not, even more- magical than any spell that she could think of really.
Diana herself was magic.
With how her streaked blonde hair sparkled as the rays of the retreating sun hit it at just the right angle. How her eyes glimmered with mirth as she chanced a glance at Akko sitting behind her, arms encircling her waist. How her lips twitched upwards into a slight smile as their eyes met, how her body was soft to the touch, slender and felt really nice to hold- Akko should stop her train of thought right there.
Clearing her throat along with her mind, Akko silently urged Diana’s gaze forward with her hand gently pushing Diana’s cheek facing her away; slightly worried about the prodigy not looking where she was driving.
It only took her a few seconds to jump right back into her mental worship of the girl sitting in front of her. It wasn’t just a physical magnificence that Diana exuded. Her talent was far above and beyond a normal person’s, heck- even a normal witch’s. Despite this, she had the dedication to keep striving for more, to whole-heartedly pour her heart and will into improving, not for her own sake solely, but for others as well. Her mind was as attractive as her heart. Clever lines, smooth conversations, powerful words; Akko could listen to Diana go off all day. This was something she would never have imagined she’d think some time ago, remembering all the times she felt annoyed as Diana chided her, wishing the heiress would shut up.
It truly surprised her how she could change. How Diana could change. How they could change each other. What a wonder. What kind of spell had been cast on her? If love was a spell so powerful, no wonder so many tried to obtain it.
And at this moment, Akko thought Diana wielded it the best, casting her magic on Akko, making the brunette yearn and long for her, daily feeling her affections grow as she could only see more reasons to be in love with the Cavendish heiress.
Everything about her was just… magical.
And though magic and reality sometimes clashed in so many people’s opinions, Diana managed to make those two things work in a wondrous complement. Just another one of her many abilities, Akko admired.
“Akko.”
Ah… another thing she loved. Diana’s voice; the way she called out her name, the way her lips formed each syllable, how her tone caressed it in such a tender way it made her heart melt-
“Akko?”
“Ah- I… I-I just love your voice!” Realizing what she had just blurted out, Akko clapped her hands over her mouth, face a charming shade of red as, once more during their little broom ride, blue met red.
Diana blinked at the surprising confession, before her expression melted into one of teasing amusement. “Is that so?” Clearly, she was pleased. “Why thank you, Akko. I find myself quite fond of your voice as well.”
With her companion rendered speechless and unable to hold further conversation, Diana laughed quietly, turning her attention back to her task of manning the small broom they were on.
The reason as to why they were both on this peaceful flight was Diana’s suggestion to further secure their escape from their definitely angered dorm mother.
Never in her life had Diana imagined that she would be one to run away from authority. More often than not, she was the authority being run away from. She was that chasing, chastising figure who preserved the peace and discipline of the Academy.
…She was also the girl who screamed about just how much of a mess she was, prompted by her feelings for a witch quite familiar with the other end of the chasing game.
And she was in awe at the fact that she did not mind this change of pace one bit.
Diana almost jumped as she felt Akko’s arms tighten their hold around her waist, a weight- presumably Akko’s head- finding it’s purchase on her back. Akko had pressed her ear to the area, indulging in the sounds of Diana’s heart that did her no favors in hiding her emotions, betraying the calm she tried to show. It made the smaller witch smile giddily. It was the pleasure of knowing that she was the cause of such reactions from someone as amazing as Diana that filled her own heart with paramount joy.
The flight remained rather uneventful. It was tranquil, and the gentle breezes were almost enough to lull Akko to sleep, combined with the soothing scent of Diana’s shampoo, and the steady thrum of her heartbeat that served as her lullaby.
Almost, because Akko’s ever brilliant and excitable, yet sometimes anxious and doubtful mind had other ideas.
Ideas that may or may not be good, but nevertheless may be an adventure.
This time it was good, though! Akko swore! …maybe. She would admit that the notion slightly unnerved her, but it just felt right to challenge some things.
So, she decided to voice her idea to her partner in crime, thinking this was a good opportunity as any- scratch that- this was the perfect opportunity for her idea. It was the perfect moment, and all the cogs of this operation were aligned to allow this moment.
“Hey, Diana?”
“Hmm?” Akko loved how the hum vibrated against her ear, it was a pleasant feeling.
“So, like… I was thinking…” Diana gave her another hum to let her know she still had her attention. “Since we’re like… out here and together and all, already. And I don’t really know when we’d get another chance to do it since you might be busy, and I might be busy, and I guess we both can get very busy-“
“Akko, just say it.” Diana laughed lightly, one hand patting over Akko’s pair that rested on her stomach. She heard a deep intake of air, before the words,
“Can I drive?”
“Pardon?”
“Oh, uh,” Akko was beginning to make exaggerated gestures that were causing their little vehicle to swerve, and Diana got a tad bit nervous. “Y-you see, like, maybe I could drive and you could, like, tutor my flying again, y’know? Since we’re already out and flying, maybe you could, um, guide me as I drove and stuffandmaybenotIguessitwouldbesaferforyoutodrive-“
“Akko! Calm down!” Diana laughed a little louder. “Calm down.” She repeated much softer; and Akko now noticed that they both were making a slow descent onto a rather large tree branch. “It’s fine. I like the productive idea.” Diana threw her a nonchalant smile as they dismounted, holding the broom out for Akko to take.
“Th-thanks.”
“Still, I don’t think I’d ever be too busy to allow myself to spend some time with you.” Diana stepped a bit closer, effectively cutting Akko’s breaths a little short. “I’ll always make time for you.” Her face was even closer than her body, and Akko swore they could kiss if she leaned just an inch more- “And besides, we already have our usual tutoring sessions. Couldn’t we do it then?” Diana asked. “Actually, don’t we already have flying sessions from time-to-time? Silly, Akko.”
With those words, Diana had pulled away, leaving a flustered Akko staring at her for a few seconds. She giggled a beautiful tune, taking one of Akko’s hands and pressing the broom’s handle against it, closing calloused fingers around the rod.
“Come now, we don’t want to be having this lesson in complete darkness, now do we? The sooner we get to it, the sooner we finish and get back to the dorms.” Diana was seriously enjoying this too much. “I heard the dinner menu will include some Asian cuisine, and I’m rather excited for it. I’m sure neither of us would dare miss it.”
In a slight daze, but with her partner’s words registering in her shaken mind, Akko nodded her agreement. Straddling the broom, she waited as Diana situated herself comfortably behind her, feeling the warmness of her palms that lightly rested on her shoulders. It felt awkward for Akko, if she were to be honest; it also worried her that Diana might not be safe or secure behind her unless she held on slightly, um, tighter somewhere that was easier to hold on to? Not that Diana couldn’t easily take care of herself, but Akko still had her misgivings. Despite these beliefs, it proved difficult for the smaller witch to voice her concerns so she decided she might as well just kick off and trust that Diana would be alright.
But as if Diana had read her mind, feeling the tense muscles beneath her hands, she transferred her hold, arms snaking their way around Akko’s slim waist, thumbs brushing on a toned stomach over the brunette’s clothes, applying a certain amount of pressure for a small ounce of fun to get Akko to lighten up.
-Or so Diana claimed.
At the action, Akko found herself making an odd sound between a yelp and a squeal that made Diana uncharacteristically grin devilishly. Whipping her head around to glare at the perpetrator, Akko felt the slightest bit annoyed at the guiltless heiress wearing an innocent expression, but with a playful glint in her eyes.
“I swear,” Akko began. “Try that again, and we’re both falling to the ground; and it’s not even going to be my fault this time.” After keeping her gaze on Diana for just a few seconds more to ensure the girl didn’t pull anything funny, Akko looked forward, taking deep breaths and trying to focus her mind, chanting the spell that would get them up and flying once more.
And up they went.
…
At least, they were supposed to.
Albeit at her proposal, Akko found her feet rooted firmly on the ground, the phrase, Tia Freyre, dying on her lips.
She found her gaze flickering between the view of the horizon and the very far ground, and her will wavered.
Maybe it wasn’t as good an idea as she originally assumed.
“Akko?” Diana’s soft voice called for her attention, and she could only respond with a whimper. Upon hearing that, Diana felt the slightest panic begin to plant itself in her mind. Something was suddenly wrong. “Are you alright?”
Akko tried opening her mouth that suddenly felt very dry. She felt nauseous all of a sudden, and her vision swam. She considered giving in to the call of the darkness, but then she remembered that Diana was still behind her, still waiting for a response.
And if anything happened to Akko while they were out here, she’d surely feel responsible. Not to mention, Akko would be causing her extra trouble, dragging her unconscious Japanese weight back to campus.
She’d rather not leave Diana with a memory of her being such a burden again.
But at the same time, she’d also prefer not being the one to cause Diana harm should she make a fatal mistake. Ah yes, there was that too. Such a timely reminder that made her shake in her standard Luna Nova boots. What if she messed up and hurt Diana? That scared her more than anything else could. And that wasn’t something unexpected, at all. The fact that she herself could accept that she was a walking disaster only deflated Akko’s ego, and fed her monsters, more.
“Akko?”
But Diana was still waiting. Waiting so kindly, so patiently. She was still reaching for Akko’s heart, doing her best to clear out the clouds, and tell the girl that it was all okay. That they’d be okay. That she could do it.
Maybe it wasn’t true. Or maybe it was.
Nevertheless.
Maybe Akko could fake it ‘til she made it then. If it was for Diana, she could.
“I’m good.” She finally replied. With a heavy sigh, she braced herself, croaking out a shaky, “Tia Freyre”, and they were off.
At first, the take-off had its wobbly movements, and this fed Akko’s anxieties and lack of confidence in her abilities in magic, especially in flying which she had struggled the most with while learning. Maybe she was too apprehensive, so on edge and overthinking every little thing, and every possible bad situation, untrusting that she could fly both of them safely on course. Her hands were beginning to sweat and slide along the broom’s handle quite easily as she tried to steer them in the right direction. But before her mind could fall back irredeemably deep into the negatives and impact her performance significantly, she felt a squeeze to her waist and a nuzzle to her shoulder, yanking her out of the sinking sand that was her thoughts.
Fingers lightly walked their way to her shoulders, massaging the stiff muscles till the knots came slightly undone. Circular patterns were soon drawn on them, and it was as though she was being told, ‘It’s alright. Breathe. I believe in you, that you can do it’.
Still in doubt, Akko squeezed the wooden handle, eyes trying to remain trained to the scene in front of her. A tremor ran through her body as she coughed awkwardly, trying to trust in those words as Diana trusted in her.
Just then, she felt a hand placed on the center of her back, aligned with where her heart was, and she immediately understood.
‘I believe in your believing heart.’
Again, those words. They rung deep within her, gathering in a pool of hope and springing out into a fountain that allowed her actions to be filled with confidence and faith. If not faith in herself, then faith in Diana who believed in her.
Akko felt it blossom, the confidence she needed to try; to persevere. And it was all thanks to her companion. Her beautiful, all sorts of wonderful companion who knew Akko; who understood her.
Diana had spoken nothing, and yet she had successfully conveyed every word Akko needed to hear at the moment.
Readjusting her grip on the broom, Akko breathed in and out deeply, eyes closing momentarily, before revealing determined reds. No need for extra pressure on herself. She knew she had practiced; she knew she had studied. Diana knew that too. She had been with Akko every step of the way, and now it was time to see their sessions’ payoff.
As they ascended to a decent height, motions stabilizing, winds calm, with Akko only feeling the minimum magical usage drain from her body, she couldn’t help but be proud of herself. Her eyes widened as she felt the energy course through her veins, her body and the broom obeying her commands with relative ease. Realization hit her; she could personally tell that she had improved from her earlier days in Luna Nova, and she felt excitement bubble up within her, channeling into tiny bursts of happy laughter.
“Diana!” Akko exclaimed, daringly taking them into an upside-down loop in the air, speeding up at times, and slowing down smoothly with little struggle. “Diana, I can fly!”, she declared, going for a sudden drop before rising back high in the air. “I can fly!”. They zipped past trees and fields, headed down over a small pond where their feet barely grazed the water before Akko pulled upwards, spiraling into the sky gently.
“I can fly!” Akko repeated, again and again; each time serving as a reassurance, a confirmation of a truth she had longed for. “I can fly!”, she said as they traversed the Luna Nova skies, aiming for the setting sun.
“I can fly.” Akko’s proclamations were growing softer, yet more filled with emotion. Diana could have sworn she heard Akko choke up this time. Leaning to her side and over Akko’s shoulder to try to catch a glimpse of the brunette’s face, Diana’s conjecture had been confirmed.
She made it just in time to see a solitary tear escape the most gorgeous rubies Diana’s ever seen.
“I can fly… Diana. I can fly.” She spoke in a silent whisper, that last echo of joy.
And those words and the sparks in Akko’s eyes filled Diana’s heart with so much adoration, so much pride. She was genuinely happy for Akko. She knew for a fact that flying was one of Akko’s biggest dreams.
And witnessing the girl’s dreams come true firsthand, was Diana’s dream come true.
As they soared, twirled, giggled, and boisterously hollered their merriment, emotions only heightened- as high as the altitudes they so freely conquered.
And Diana slipped.
Overcome with all these intense emotions, senses filled with the sights of the world, and the scents of nature and of Akko, ears receiving the songs of the wind and Akko’s laughter; skin feeling the rushing cool, and Akko’s body pressed against her, and Akko filling her immediate visage, brown tresses and all; and Akko… and Akko, and Akko, Akko-
Diana kissed the back of her neck.
She’d lost control, and jumped on her impulses.
She’d lost control… and so did Akko.
With a loud yelp serving as the sole warning, the sound transformed into piercing screeches and wails as Akko shot out bullets of, “what do I do”s, while Diana tried her best to yell back the answers that fell on ears that could not focus on her voice at all, they spiraled down, and they spiraled down fast.
There was no time, Diana realized.
The ground was ready to catch them, and it was meeting up with them sooner than they’d like. Neither of those facts were very appealing.
What could she do, what could she do; what could she do- if only time would wait for them-!
“!!!” Diana’s memory and experienced served her well as she regained her calm and senses, a spell she had used before making its way to the forefront of her mind as she chanted a resounding, “Scrylla!” And immediately, time slowed down for them. This gave her the opportunity to shake Akko out of her panic, all but yelling at her to pull up immediately.
And Akko did.
~0~0~0~0~
After a few slow laps in the air to allow the shock to fade from their very bones, Akko guided them in an even slower descent until their feet were, once more, flat on the ground.
Moments of silence passed, both girls too frazzled to utter anything right away. All they did was begin their unrushed trek towards the main building, sun just about ready to disappear beneath the lining of trees.
They made it all the way to the cafeteria, no one having uttered a word still. Halting in their steps in front of the large, closed wooden doors, feet shuffled awkwardly, throats were cleared, and eyes darted all around.
…
Not being able to take the overwhelming tension, Akko took it upon herself to break it… though she was lost as to what to say in this kind of situation where they had most certainly almost died.
(Though if she thought about it, this wasn’t a rare occurrence either.)
“Um, so… right. Um… I’m-“ Where should she start? A greeting? With an apology? She did just almost kill them. It wasn’t quite on purpose, but- Okay. She’d apologize.
Akko inwardly groaned, words forming on her tongue, breathing in, ready to spew out strings of ‘I’m sorry. And I’m sorry.”
“I-“
“I’m sorry!”
“Huh?” That most certainly did not come from her.
“I… apologize for causing you distress.” Diana mumbled shyly, uncharacteristically. “Especially in that situation, and placing us in danger. I’m sorry.” Her body facing Akko, she had bent herself in a perfect bow.
“D-Diana! You- you don’t need to apologize! That was all me! I should’ve gotten a grip and-“ In her frantic state, Akko had reached over to grab Diana by both shoulders, trying to get her to straighten her posture once more, embarrassed to have someone like Diana in such a state in front of her. “It’s fine, really. You, You’re not at fault!”
At those words, Diana looked up, unease flashing in her eyes.
“Are you sure?” She whispered, Akko almost missing the words. The shorter girl nodded.
“I’m sure.” She replied, just as gently. “You didn’t really do anything wrong.” Akko offered one those smiles of hers that made Diana’s stomach do summersaults, flips, and run miles a minute.
It almost made Diana feel completely relieved. Until she remembered what she had done. Hanging her head ashamedly, she spoke again. “I would still like to offer my apologies. I may have crossed a line just then…”
“Huh? No, what are you, don’t apologize, Diana!” Feeling awkward at how Diana kept asking for her forgiveness, Akko rubbed the nape of her neck out of habit, and a recent vivid memory suddenly began replaying in her mind- the cause of their little “accident”.
Noticing the realization flash across Akko’s face, Diana looked to the side, a hand braced on the opposite arm, crossing her front, as if it were some form of comfort. Diana felt very shy, and very small at the moment.
And that look did not suit her at all, Akko thought. She’d be damned if their day ended on a sad note after all of this.
Reaching for both the heiress’ hands, she called, “Diana-“ And maybe she had gotten a little too excited, too close, as she the aforementioned girl jumped at the sudden proximity. “Ah! S-sorry.” Akko exclaimed, backing off.
Before she could release Diana’s hands, however, she was pulled right back in. “It’s alright.” It was a quiet statement, a simple one. Yet full of so much emotion and assurance.
Akko was entranced once more. Put under Diana’s spell, breathless and unable to pull her eyes away from those deep ocean blues. It was as if she was being reeled in. Caught by the other witch- hook, line, and sinker. She was getting so close. So, so close.
Blue eyes flickered down momentarily, and Akko was pretty sure she knew why.
Closer.
Closer.
Ding. Dong. Ding. Dong.
The chime echoed through the halls, an intercom announcing that dinner would be over in the next ten minutes, and that students should hurry up and finish their meals.
Just like that, the spell was broken, two girls separating a safe distance from one another.
“I-I guess we should hurry now! Wow, we… we sure took our time, haha!” Akko was the first to turn away, pushing the door to the mess hall open, attempting to escape the situation; but before she could take another step forward, a hand clutched to one of her own.
She looked back in time to see a blush bloom on Diana’s face, and Akko thought that it was prettier than any flower.
She probably wasn’t any better.
Diana gave her an unsure smile, like a question, a request for permission. She looked so soft and cute; Akko couldn’t help herself. She responded with a relaxed smile of her own and a squeeze to Diana’s hand, pulling her into the room.
They shared one final look, admiring each other’s features; eyes now clear and full of strong emotion. Two faces burned a fiery red, but their hearts probably burned brighter.
Hands bashfully intertwining as they made their way to the counters, grabbing trays of food and choosing a free table. Trying to focus on the rare Asian cuisine served for tonight’s meal, both tried to erase any remaining embarrassment or lingering awkwardness in the air, but found themselves failing.
Should someone say something? Should they simply eat in peace?
Both sighed in unison, attention darting to each other as they shared a laugh, blushes searing hotly across their faces.
It was starting to get a little hot. But it wasn’t bad at all.
~0~0~0~0~
Another day of much dreaded dance practice. At least, on Akko’s part, she hated it. After all, it was so boring as she was stuck, simply observing everyone else. Her teacher hadn’t really paid her any mind the moment she stepped into the extra class, neither was she given the go-ahead to join everyone else. So, she now found herself seated once more at a corner of the room, watching everyone else practice.
She observed everyone’s motions, trying to get a sense of what dancing entailed, trying to maybe image-train herself. Understanding and picturing the steps out clearly might help her be able to do it once she started dancing.
If the teacher allowed her to take part, that is.
At this point, that prospect was looking a little vague.
A sigh.
“They say you lose a year of life with each sigh, you know?” A pleasant timbre tickled her ears; a hand was extended, entering her line of vision. “I certainly wouldn’t like that. I’d prefer to see you around for much longer.”
“…I didn’t know you could be such a tease.” Akko giggled, looking up into bright eyes that stared at her expectantly, a kind smile playing across Diana’s face.
“I can’t say I don’t share the sentiment. I didn’t know I could be one either.”
Rolling her eyes, Akko took the outstretched hand, a squeak of surprise escaping her as she was pulled up abruptly into comfortable arms.
“W-what are you doing?” Akko aggressively whispered, a shiver running down her spine as a hand made its way to the small of her back, the other taking her own hand. Reflexively, her free hand found purchase on Diana’s shoulder- had it always been this broad- and Akko felt herself led a step forward, onto the dancefloor.
“Why, I’m simply ensuring that all my classmates contribute to this event. Slacking off isn’t a very good thing to do, right now.” Diana responded with her no-nonsense face on, before it was replaced by an impish smirk. They took another step. And another.
Was the world going to end today? Were pigs about to fly? Would Finnelan suddenly become a sweet, kind teacher? All these impossible thoughts streaming through Akko’s head were prompted by the oddness of Diana’s behavior. The other girl certainly had been acting quite different as of late, at least around and towards her.
Before she could question such events further, she suddenly realized what the girl had implied. Eyes widening, but brows furrowing, her face must have been quite a spectacle. She could clearly see the taller witch holding back a laugh. “I’m not- I’m not slacking off!” That was all she could come up with as a reply in her flustered state.
Diana was clearly amused, if her toned-down chuckles were any indication. Akko braced herself for more teasing, wondering if it would end soon.
Contrary to what she was expecting, Diana became serious all of a sudden, smile much more sincere now.
“I know.” – was Diana’s only reply. They had stopped in the middle of the room, Diana adjusting her hold on Akko, allowing the girl time to get more comfortable in the starting position, and get used to their proximity.
“Wha-“
“Dance with me, Akko.”
And that was her only warning; the next thing she knew, Diana had taken the lead, and the ease at which she could follow those movements stunned her, in a good sense, she supposed. Diana never failed to amaze her in everything she did.
Still, regardless of Diana’s skill, it did not hide the fact that Akko was inexperienced and no amount of knowledge-less observation could help her. She soon found herself stumbling into ready arms, careful in catching her.
“Are you alright?”
“I’m sorry, Diana! I can’t do this after all-“ She was unable to complete that statement as she was back in the original posture, Diana taking the lead, slower this time.
“The waltz, like any other dance, has its basics." Diana began to explain. “Take a step backward with your right foot,” Akko did as she was told without question. Diana nodded as if to say, ‘good’. “Step to the left with your left foot, then bring your right next to it.”
Akko clumsily tried to match Diana’s smoother actions, experiencing some difficulty with executing it in synch with Diana’s poised steps. She wanted to be as graceful as she her partner, but that was proving to be a challenge.
“Do not dwell on how you are performing, at the moment, Miss Kagari.” Diana instructed softly, as if she could hear Akko’s thoughts. “Focus on what you should do first. Now. Left foot forward, and right forward, but to the right; then bring your left foot to your right.” Diana hummed her approval as Akko was able to do as taught.
Akko would make a few random noises and squacks, but Diana paid them no mind. Her full attention was on guiding Akko, watching her every movement and correcting her accordingly until the girl got used to the motions, able to grasp the concept better, movements less rough and choppy.
“One, two, three; one, two, three.” Diana began counting to the music that had been playing in the room, picking up the pace of their movements to correspond to the sound. Her eyes remained staring into Akko’s intensely, yet gentle all the same. A paradox, much like Diana in her entirety was.
Similar to Diana’s concentrated state, Akko could only focus on her; everything not Diana fading out into nothingness. Only Diana remained. Her sweet voice, the way her hair swished about, the body that fit perfectly against her own, the scent she wore today: a bit of a vanilla-like fragrance, and fresh apples; and Akko thought she looked simply dashing, even if she was only in their school-issued jersey and shorts. The clothes did nothing to deter how absolutely gorgeous Diana was in her eyes.
And on that note of being an absolute beauty, Diana’s face was the kind you’d never get tired of staring at for as long as you could.
Eyes you could drown in, refreshing, gentle, and kind; a beautiful shade of blue. Then there was her nose, perfectly sculpted. Diana had fair skin, with a healthy tinge of pink on her cheeks. And of course, there were Diana’s lips- lips that Akko might have been staring at longer than necessary.
Lips. Full and plump. Inviting. Beautiful. Pink. Soft, they looked so soft… Warm.
Diana.
Diana’s lips. So close. If she’d only lean down the tiniest bit forward, maybe they could-
“One, two, three. One, two three. One, two- Miss O’Neill! I could have sworn I told you not to do that part like that-!”
The loud sounds of instruction, berating, and the clacks and squeaks of shoes returned to Akko’s hearing, reminding her of where she was and what she was doing.
“Miss Kagari, Miss Cavendish! Aren’t you a bit too close?” Their teacher’s voice completed the shattering of their own little world, reality seizing them back. With wide eyes, the pair disentangled themselves from one another, standing at a more decent distance away now.
This game of enchantment and being brought back to reality was becoming a dangerous habit of both, it seemed. It felt like playing with fire, and they were at the brink of something they did not know was about to take place; whether the consequences of that event be good or bad. They were both losing control. Over what? Akko felt she’d know soon.
Quietly, she made her way back to her corner of the room, picking up her towel and water bottle, taking long sips to help calm her nerves.
The last thing she registered before losing herself in thought was that she could barely hear Diana’s apologizing to the teacher; it was the only thing she was aware of at that moment… and maybe along with the fact that it was starting to get a little hotter.
~0~0~0~0~
In a corner of Luna Nova’s grand library, away from the prying eyes of other students, the temptations of any distractions, and the general noise of the school halls, was their spot.
A location in the wide chamber’s expanse that served as the standard meeting place of two witches. The top student, and the top problem of teachers- or so some professors and students labelled her. Diana would strongly beg to differ.
Here, in this little area, they’d often meet. To many people, two teens seemingly meeting secretly in a hidden corner of a building sounded like a scandalous affair waiting to be discovered. However, that was not the case for Akko and Diana. Most definitely not. Undoubtedly.
…maybe.
After all, this place was a sanctuary for them that would aid them in their dreams of becoming the greatest witches in the world. It was their place of focus and meditation, growth and dedication, progress and improvement.
It was their study spot.
“Dianaaa~” Akko whined, shattering the silence of the library momentarily. “I really don’t get this problemmmm~” She groaned, flopping face-first into her math book. “There’s just no way!”
Diana sighed, shutting her reading material with a soft clap. “Akko, have you ever heard the phrase, ‘When there’s a will, there’s a way’?” Diana addressed calmly, transferring from her seat by the window to the one next to Akko, adjacent to her initial position, and looking over the girl’s work.
“What if I don’t have a will…” Akko grumbled, glaring at the letters on the notebook she was solving on. “What does the alphabet have to do with math anyway! And what are these symbols and squiggles and lines! This isn’t art class!”
Diana wanted to laugh, finding Akko’s little exasperated tirade adorable, but she knew the girl would just pout at her even more, and possibly get annoyed. The initial response, she’d welcome, but if it meant Akko would ignore her again, she’d rather not.
She decided to give Akko a tip instead, seeing as the girl was relatively close to getting to the answer. She realized something that made her smile proudly at Akko, gaze warming over. “Well, at least you’ve gotten this far in your solution. On your own, might I add.” She gave praise as an encouragement, pleased at Akko’s apparent progressive improvement. She had yet to tutor Akko on this latest topic in their class, but the girl seemed to have been listening attentively in class, managing to understand this much of the material.
“N-not really.” Akko had become bashful as Diana commended her efforts. Despite feeling shy, Akko felt elated that all her hard work paid off in some way or form. Just like how she was able to fly the other day. Fly freely, fly happily with Diana by her side.
Ah. Right. She was reminded of a certain happening right away, but she decided against thinking about it, pushing it to the back of her mind. It would be best if she didn’t dwell on those memories if she wanted to continue concentrating in this study session, actually getting work done instead of dreaming of Diana at almost every moment, awake or asleep.
Opting to shift the attention away from herself to hide the blush that was definitely about to show, Akko turned to Diana. “I wouldn’t get to this point if it weren’t for you, Diana.” Akko admitted with a sincerity that made Diana’s heart flutter.
“Th-that was because of the effort and perseverance you put in.” She countered, her own cheeks taking on a pink hue.
“Not at all. Even with all the work I put in before, I never got far. But ever since you and Ursula-sensei began teaching me, I-“
“Well, you and sensei have been working hard together; I really haven’t done much.” Diana reasoned, ever the humble soul.
“No, you’ve done so much Diana! You’ve really helped me learn a lot, you’ve taught me a lot!” Akko exclaimed, lifting off her seat a few centimeters closer to Diana.
“If we are on the topic of learning from someone else, then you’ve certainly given me more life lessons than I’ve ever given you!” Diana countered, also rising from her seat.
With every return of praise, and/or compliment, the pair failed to notice the distance between them shrinking, too into their war of gratitude.
If she were being honest, this situation stressed Akko out somewhat. Today had been quite comfy; peaceful, friendly and homely. She was hoping it would stay that way. It had been a while since she could simply relax around Diana without worrying about how she should act towards the white-haired witch. Any awkwardness between them these past few weeks, courtesy of their changing relationship, had been forgotten… until this point. It was like she had returned to stepping around the eggshells that were her doubts and fears about this relationship, and the unending internal queries of how she should approach and act around Diana now. She thought she had become quite excited at the prospect of a more intimate relationship with Diana, but equal to that excitement was the amount of fear she had tried to push away these days.
Akko felt her tension rising again, an imaginary string representing her calmness, being pulled taut. What had started as one of their rare calm moments that they almost never had between them nowadays- in the form of a study session- transformed into a heated exchange between the pair, stored tension unravelling from the bundles kept within them.
“You-“
“No, You!”
“Akko!”
“Diana! It’s thanks to you, being so wonderful and amazing, and talented!”
“But Akko you’re the amazing one! You’re inspiring; full of hope, dreams, strength!”
“You’re the strong one! Doing your best for the sake of your family, and for the school, it’s one of the things I like about you!” Akko had now raised her voice, eyes squeezing shut at the intensity with which she expressed her emotions.
“Well, your outlook on life and the way you face your fears and goals head on is what I like about you!” Diana threw back.
“Aren’t you describing yourself? That’s what I admire about you! That and your ability to believe in me, and the people around you!” Akko returned the fiery compliments each time.
“You’ve embodied the phrase, ‘A believing heart is your magic’, and I’ve always admired that about you!” Was complimenting someone always this stressful? Diana wondered.
“Well, if you admire me, then I look up to you!”
“I wholeheartedly appreciate you, then!”
“I respect you!”
“I adore you!”
“I enjoy being around you!”
“I savor every moment I have together with you.”
“I find you very attractive!”
“I love everything about you!” Diana was sure she had never been as loud as this before, especially not while expressing her feelings towards someone else.
“Oh yeah?” Akko challenged, eyes now holding a staring contest with Diana, both waiting on the other to give in, feeling as if they’d explode otherwise.
“Yes.”
“Really now?”
“Yes!”
“Really, really?”
Diana took a deep breath, pushing the next words out, backed with a large volume. “Indeed, I DEEPLY cherish you! I-”
“WELL, I LOVE YOU-!”
Ah.
Two pairs of eyes went wide, Akko stuttering and fumbling out sounds, unable to form anything coherent. Diana felt the need to turn her head away, breaking their connected gazes, trying to look anywhere, at anything that wasn’t Akko to help her calm down.
Had the brunette meant what she said? Was it true? The words Diana had been longing to hear… had they finally been expressed?
Sure, she had a feeling- scratch that, she knew Akko loved her. She tried to trust in the girl and the feelings she was stirring within Diana herself.
Still, it came as a shock.
Diana knew she had said it to Akko before, and that the said girl likely returned her feelings; but she also knew that something was keeping Akko from committing to those feelings. There was always something keeping her from saying it.
Fanning her face, Diana tried to breathe in and out slowly.
The atmosphere was becoming too hot for either of them too handle.
Her eyes that had been darting every which way suddenly made a mistake, her gaze returning to where it had first been, and now they were locked with crimson pools, still wide, so large, so close yet again. Too close, once more.
Diana had forgotten how to breathe, and Akko seemed to struggle likewise.
It was a silent staring contest. A stark contrast to the moments of yelling prior to this. Their eyes saw nothing but the other’s, their breaths mingled due to their proximity. The shared heat between them becoming increasingly unbearable with each passing second that they held fast to their post.
Then it happened. So quick, Diana could have missed it, but it was obvious. Akko’s gaze had flicked to her lips, and in the split second it took for her eyes to meet Diana’s again, the distance was obliterated.
It was soft, yet intense. Hot, but refreshing. Full of mistakes, and absolutely perfect at the same time. Scary but then… they were each other’s reassurance. It felt like forever, but only lasted so few seconds.
Pulling apart breathless, Diana managed to comb a quivering hand into brown tresses, keeping Akko close as she bumped their foreheads together, shutting her eyes to allow her senses relief. In that single moment, Akko had managed to arrest all of her. Everything she felt, smelt, saw, tasted, heard… even thought. They were all Akko. Akko. Akko.
Her scent, the beat of her heart and clammy palms now resting on Diana’s lap; her shaky breaths, the taste of strawberry chapstick, and the red eyes that had tempted her so.
It was all Akko, Akko, Akko.
Akko and her smile. Akko and her whole being.
Akko and her lips.
“Again.”
It was not a request.
Diana would probably have to apologize for her greediness later, but right now, she had lost every chance of regaining her control any time soon.
As they separated after the second kiss, Diana felt the little wind she even had left in her get knocked out her lungs as Akko’s dazed expression did Diana no favors of keeping her sanity.
And as if to tip her over the edge,
“I love you… Diana.”
…
“I’m sorry, Akko.”
“H-huh? What do you…” Before Akko could even feel confusion or hurt, a loving hand cupped her face, body pulled ever closer by the opposite arm now clinging to her waist. And then came a command she was compelled to comply to, nodding at each repeat.
A single word.
“Again.”
Even if it was looped a thousand times, she wouldn’t say no.
“Again.”
“Yes.”
“Again.”
“Until you’re satisfied, Diana.”
“-!!”
Akko pouted as Diana had created some space between them, breaths heavy and eyes wide.
“Don’t act all taken aback now!” Akko sighed fondly, giggling at the destroyed tension, nuzzling Diana’s cheek sweetly before contrasting that action by fixing the girl with a heated stare, looping her arms over her shoulders, pulling the taller girl down to her level. She had been enjoying Diana’s initiative, but it seems she now needed a jumpstart.
She smirked at the audible gulp, offering a proposal to study something else other than math against swollen lips.
“Okay, Diana? …Now do it again.”
They’d finally overheated.
A/N: Anddd… done! Finally! I could cry!
I baked a frick ton of cookies yesterday and today. 100 fairly large ones hahaha for the holidays. That also took some of my updating time.u I hope I don’t take this long for the next chapter. Huhuhu. It is stressful to think that it takes so long for me to dish something out. Feedback if you would be so kind? Thank you for reading and Merry Christmas!
~Shintori Khazumi
#A Warm Diana#awd#dianakko#diakko#lwa#Little Witch Academia#fanfic#kagari akko#kagari atsuko#diana cavendish#this is overdue af
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The Friendversary
stevetony. mcu. rated t. werewolf!steve & vampire!tony au. 2.3k words.
also on ao3.
*****
Tony barely registers the voice calling his name. He should roll over, get out of bed, and check. It could be an emergency. Hell, maybe the apartment’s on fire or they’re in the midst of being robbed.
But then, he could just keep his eyes closed and stay in bed. He can’t remember the last time he got a decent day of sleep. To take that away from him is daylight robbery.
Besides, Steve can handle things. Steve with the broad shoulders with arms that could probably bench press Tony if he asked. Steve who could tear limbs apart as easy as breathing because he’s a freaking—
“—ony. Rise and shine!”
But of course like everything in life, Tony could never get things his way.
He lets out a grunt, moving to cover his ears with his pillow. “Ugh, go away.”
Unsurprisingly, the pillow is yanked out from under him. His head hits the mattress with a soft thump, a quiet groan tumbling out of his lips.
“Tony,” the voice says, much more insistent and familiar.
Goddamn dog.
“Fuck off. It’s morning.”
“The sun just set, actually.”
As if by magic, some of the grogginess Tony feels dissipates. He cracks an eyelid open, meeting a pair of perfectly blue eyes and a perfectly cheery smile and a big dopey mug. It's a sight Tony never, ever wants to be greeted with this early in the night.
“I hate you.”
Steve smirks, leaning against his doorway with his arms across his chest. “You say this now but wait ‘till I drink all your blood.”
“You don’t drink blood.”
“I might. Just to give it a go.”
Tony scoffs, motioning to sit on the edge of his bed. “That’s what you said six decades ago,” he says, rubbing the rest of the sleep from his eyes. “And what happened after?”
Steve scowls. “You’ll never let that go, huh?”
“I would if you’d stop threatening me about it.”
“It worked, didn’t it?”
“Not in the slightest.”
“Well, you can nag me about it later,” Steve says, detaching himself from the doorframe. “Meet me up on the rooftop.”
Tony frowns. “Rooftop? Why are we—”
That’s when he notices Steve’s getup – a dress shirt that brings out the silver in his eyes, slacks, and a pair of ankle socks. His typical tousled hair is slicked back. Tony’s pretty sure it’s gelled.
Steve doesn’t dress up often and since they’re meeting up on the rooftop, that could only mean one thing.
His lips twist into a smirk, taking a couple of steps backwards. He probably noticed Tony forgot, the bastard.
“C’mon, Tony,” he says in a sing-song voice. “We’re burning moonlight.”
Tony rolls his eyes, flinging the covers off his body. “I’ll be there. Don’t worry your pretty little head about me being— What?”
Steve startles, tearing his gaze away from Tony’s…body?
“Nothing!” he exclaims, his voice a couple of decimals higher than usual. “I just— Yeah.”
Tony couldn’t help but snort as Steve zips away. Sometimes, Steve would be reduced to a stuttering mess out of the blue for no explainable reason. There might be an explanation though if Steve doesn’t wear scent blockers.
Then again, so does Tony. He shouldn’t be annoyed with Steve doing the same. It’s only natural to wear them since they're living in a city mostly populated by humans.
Tony takes his time in the shower, getting dressed, and styling his hair. If anyone could see him right now, they'd probably think about how ridiculous he's being, how effort he's wasting. It’s dinner with Steve, after all. Tony could be wearing a rucksack and Steve wouldn’t even bat an eye.
To be fair, today's their anniversary. The occasion is basically screaming for cologne and hairspray.
“Time flies huh,” Tony mutters to himself as he fastens his cape around his neck. “Five hundred goddamn years.”
It’s a miracle that they’ve lasted this long as friends, let alone best friends, and roommates. He can’t imagine if they actually did something dumb like date each other. They probably would’ve only lasted a month or two. Maybe a year, at most.
Or maybe if you actually tried shooting your shot—
Tony shakes his head as he unlocks his balcony door and steps outside. There’s no point dwelling on that right now or ever, even. Steve’s a werewolf. And werewolves wouldn’t be wasting time on giving people like Tony a second glance. They’d be focused on finding mates.
Mates who’d be furry and smelly and enjoy roaming around in the woods for the rest of eternity. Not bloodsucking nocturnals who fly around and live in graveyards.
Not that Tony is living in a graveyard right now, but the notion still stands. They’ve been going strong for five hundred years. Why try ruining things?
Steve’s already on the rooftop, sitting on a picnic blanket with a basket by his side. He flashes Tony a broad grin, all canine and bright. In all his six hundred and eleven years of living, Tony’s never seen such a beautiful person be this dorky.
“You do know there’s a perfectly functioning elevator, right?” Steve drawls out as Tony lands on the edge of the rooftop.
Tony shrugs his shoulders. “Yeah, but where’s the fun in that? I need to stretch my legs. Plus, it’s more fun to scare the humans.”
“Yeah. If you’re into endangering the whole mythical community.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time.” He sweeps his cape behind him, spreading his hands. “Well, how do I look?”
Steve pauses, his eyes roaming around, drinking Tony in. “You look… You look…”
“I better looking dashing,” Tony interrupts. “You know me and mirrors. I wouldn’t have asked you if—”
“You definitely do,” Steve interrupts, a little too earnest than Tony deems necessary. “You look beautiful.”
There’s an odd intensity behind Steve’s blue, blue eyes. Tony makes a mental note to reexamine that later.
“So,” he begins, breaking the silence as he settles down next to Steve, “what’d you got for us tonight?”
They usually take turns getting dinner together. While Tony leans towards more expansive and refined options, Steve’s tastes are much simpler. This year, he's opted for burgers and fries for himself and a homemade blend of cow’s blood, pomegranate, and strawberries for Tony. Just the sight of the crimson liquid being poured into his wine glass has Tony salivating.
“Well,” Steve begins, raising his bottle of lemonade in the air, “here’s to five hundred years of friendship.”
“And five hundred more,” Tony adds, clinking their drinks together. “Until you meet your mate, that is.”
Whenever Tony brings up the M-word, Steve freezes up. This time is no different.
“Tony—”
“I know you hate all the mate talk but as I said before—”
“Tony—”
“—I don’t think you’d want to spend the rest of your life—”
“Can we not talk about this right now?” Steve interrupts, his time firmer. “Please?”
Tony sighs, taking a large gulp from his glass. He almost moans at the clash of flavors swirling around on his tongue. The irony of a werewolf brewing one of the best vampire drinks Tony’s ever tasted. “Alright, alright.”
Dinner goes without a hitch, after that. They fall back into their usual topics of conversation of work and friends, making sure to steer clear of any talk of romance and mates.
“You know,” Tony begins after the food has been cleared and they’ve finished a lapse of comfortable silence. “I always thought about how funny this is.”
“What?”
“This…” He gestures between the two of them. “This…thing. You know.”
Steve’s lips quirk to the side. “What? That we get along?”
“Not that. Although that has cropped up pretty often. I mean, us. Having an anniversary for our friendship. Like, who does that?”
“Carol and Maria do,” Steve points out.
“Yeah. And they started dating a couple of years after. Try again.”
“Does it matter?”
Tony sighs, waving his hand around. “I don’t know. I just— Isn’t this something you do with your mate?”
The smile on Steve’s face slides off. “Tony—”
“Or at least someone you’re attracted to. ‘Cause let me tell you, nothing kills the mood better than—”
“Tony!”
Immediately, Tony’s jaw clamps shut.
Steve’s shoulders sag but his blue eyes are still stormy with anger. “Jesus, Tony. I told you to drop it.”
“I know—”
“I don’t get why you’re so adamant about me finding a mate.”
Tony picks at the hem of his cape. “It’s been five hundred years, Steve. I just— Aren’t you lonely?”
“Why would I be lonely?” Steve asks, sounding puzzled. “I have you.”
If Tony still has a pulse, he’d be pretty sure it’ll be racing right now. “That’s different,” he says slowly. “We’re friends. Just friends. Friends with a capital ‘F’.”
A heavy silence shrouds them. For a moment, Tony feels stupid. Exposed. He shouldn’t have said that. Fuck, he really should’ve kept his mouth shut and—
“What if I don’t want to be friends.”
Wait, what?
“What if I want to be more than friends,” Steve continues, wringing his hands, his cheeks reddening with each passing second. “What if—”
“You want us to be mates?!”
If he isn’t a vampire, he probably would’ve chalked it up to him hearing things. Then again, being a vampire hasn’t stopped him from hallucinating and hearing things.
Steve winces, his whole face now turning crimson red. Hell, even the tip of his ears is a bright shade of blush. It’s goddamn adorable.
“Only if you want to,” he says. “I know we’ve never talked about it and I know you don’t feel the same way—”
Tony reaches out, curling his fingers around Steve’s wrist, putting a stop to his escape. Fortunately for him and his hand, Steve doesn’t fight him off.
“Woah, woah. What the hell do you mean I know?”
Steve frowns. “Don’t you?”
“No! ‘Course not.”
As quickly as it came, the color in Steve’s cheeks drains.
“Oh,” he breathes out, his voice barely a whisper. “I thought you knew. ‘Cause you know, super senses.”
Tony frowns, puzzled. “You wear scent blockers.”
“I don’t mask my heartbeat,” Steve counters. “C’mon. You’d had to know how it races when I’m around you—”
“That’s corny as fuck.”
“Just saying the truth, is all.”
“I—” Tony racks his brain, trying to recall something. Anything.
He comes up empty.
“I mean, I don’t have the best memory around—” Steve cocks an eyebrow. “What? You know I’m right!”
His lips tug to the side, staring at him with stark disbelief.
Tony rolls his eyes. “Cut me some slack, Steven. I’ve been dead for centuries. Excuse me for not remembering. I figured that was your regular heartbeat.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Well, what about you, huh?” Tony shoots back. “You had to know I’ve been drooling over you for four hundred and ninety-nine years!”
Steve’s eyes widen, his lips parting. It’s times like these that the vampire that turned Tony all those centuries ago actually sucked him dry.
“Fuck,” he groans, burying his face in his hands. “This is so embarrassing.”
“No, it’s not—”
“Someone kill me—”
“You’re already dead.”
“I know,” Tony moans. “Fuck. I can’t believe you’re attracted to a corpse. A fucking corpse!”
Steve snorts, mischief lacing his tone. “I don’t know. You look pretty lively to me.”
“Shut up. This isn’t funny, Rogers,” Tony mutters before lifting his head up. “Do you really want to shackle yourself to me for another five hundred years?”
Steve deepens his grin, a grin that Tony could only describe as wolfish. “I mean, we’ve gotten this far, haven’t we?”
“I guess. But we’d be together. In a relationship. Until you get sick and tired of me—”
“I won’t,” Steve insists like the dumbass he is. “Like I said before, we’ve gotten this far.”
“Yeah?”
He gets a kiss in answer.
Steve’s lips are soft and warm against him. Tony can’t remember the last time he’s felt this good, this thrilled, this warm.
He doesn’t know how long this goes on, losing track of time and himself into this moment, into finally. It’s only that when they do pause for Steve to catch his breath, Tony realizes he’s in Steve’s lap, his thighs clamping Steve in place and his cape pooling at his feet.
“You taste of wet dog,” he murmurs.
“And you taste of blood,” Steve breathes, tightening his grip on Tony’s waist and god, Tony wants. He wants and needs everything.
“That gonna be a problem?”
“Nope. Not in the slightest.” He sighs against his lips and fuck, he is warm and he smells faintly of pine and vanilla – a combination Tony never thought could make him weak in the knees. He can’t imagine how overwhelming it’ll be when the scent blocker fades away.
“I can’t believe we wasted five hundred years,” Steve continues. “We could’ve had— We could’ve been—”
“Could’ve been mates?”
He blinks, his smile flickering. “I mean, only if you want to. You don’t—”
“Have I forgot to mention that I’ve been in love with you for four hundred and ninety-nine years?” Steve opens his mouth but Tony cuts him off. “And before you ask, no, I don’t care what people think about us. People have been assuming for years, anyway.”
“That’s not what I was going to say,” Steve says. “I was actually going to say I’ve been in love with you for four hundred and ninety-nine years and five months. So.”
Tony cocks an eyebrow. “And you say I’m stupid for a genius all the time.”
“I mean, I am a dumb dog.”
“A dumb dog who chose a bloodsucker as his mate.”
Steve scowls. “Hey. That’s my bloodsucker you’re talking about.”
Tony hums as he snakes his hands around Steve’s neck. “This bloodsucker is also in the mood to suck something else.”
“That was terrible.”
“Please. You love it.”
Steve grins as he tilts his head forward. “Guess I do.”
#stevetony#stony#steve rogers#tony stark#halloween#vampires#werewolves#*fic#wrote this for halloween so here ya go ;)
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Green Eggs and Ham: “Train” Review or A Little Better Now (Patreon Review for Emma Fici)
Hello you happy people and all aboard! We’re back on the Green Eggs and Ham Train for a Train themed episode. Train. As you can tell I like trains... admitely I don’t see enough episodes et on them and I don’t buy books or obess on them but I like the idea of a train, the comfort, the use of a mode of travel that was once common but is now simply used on occasion with the dawn of air travel, and it confining our heroes to a smaller space with limited room to move. it’s good stuff. I even tolerae the band train... I mean yes their music is okay at best, but the lyrics.. are wonderfully delightfully insane. Who else would use a garbage bag as a genuine romantic metaphor?
When last we left off things ere a bit ehhhhhhhhhhh: Sam went from delightfully quirky with some issues ot adress to annoying, and Michelle went from kin dof a bitch ot ENTIRELY THAT BITCH. Outside of Guy’s mental breakdown/heatstroke episode involving hallucinations of green eggs and ham, yes that did in fact happen, it wasn’t much to write home about and I worried the series simply had a good PILOT but the series itself wasn’t going to be fun sit through.
If I was right or I was rilla.. will have to wait till after the cut. But first as always i’d like to thank the person who payed for this episode Emma Fici. Emma is one of my closest friends and one of two patreon patreons. If you’d like a reivew of your choice eveyr month guarnateed, then please hop over to patreon.com/popculturebuffet and back me at the 5 dollar level. You also get access to my exclusive discord where I ocasoinally post about work in progress stuff and tlak to my falns, to pick a short any time I do one and EXCLUSIVE review, as well as helping me hit my stretch goals. So line up, sign up then join me under the cut.
So we pick up where we left off with Guy hurtling into a lake. Eh I dunno i’ve heard being naked ina lake is pretty neat.
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All you’d have to do is take off the hat and your there. But Sam saves him wiht the weird train of hats he put at the end of the car for some reason, and our heroes are saved.. but down a vehicle. Oh and Sam’s vehiclular neglgence costs a bunch of fish their home.
And our heroes are without a car and Guys at the end of his rope with Sam.. I mean granted he’s been there since he met the guy but it’s down to like the tiniest thred, not helped by Sam casually stealing his wallet to pay for train tickets depsite Guy , UNDERSTANDABLY, not wanting to hang out with the guy who has stolen with him, gotten him implicate din animal trafficing and dosen’t really respect personal space. Also it’s taken me embarassingly long to remember Micheal Douglas played my boy Hank Pym in the Ant Man and the Wasp films. Seroiusly I don’t know HOW I forgot that, him being aged up and thus unable to do ANY of the things he is constnatly denied credit for in canon (Founding the avengers, being the first ant man.. and the first goliath and the first yellow jacket and the first giant man.. and the only doctor pym...).. but instead the film kept his troubled nature and ego, but removed the domestic abuse (which is something I will not go into but needless to say the comics version went above and beyond to try and make up for that and redeem himself soley because it was the right hting to do) and by making im older still gav ehim a roll as Scott’s mentor. What i’m getting at is I freaking love Hank Pym and I could’ve been making hank pym jokes for several episdoes now. That’s a mistake I itned to recitfy.. right away as Guy looses his suitcase as a result of it and whie he lcaims not to be bothered his voice says otherwise. Eh i’m sure the world can wait for ultron Guy.
So anyway, Guy reluctantly agrees to the train travel idea and being parked across from Sam on the grounds he has no real other options. Meanwhile the BAD GUYZ.. and i’ve also decided to drop spoilers as the series is two years old, most people reading this have probably seen the series, and it makes analysis rough when I have to dance around spoilers. So yeah the BAD GUYZ aren’t villians.. kind of a dickhead on the blue guys part, but not EVIL. They figure out their going by train it’s a whole thing.
ON the train we run into michelle again...
Yeahhh for the first half she’s as inusfferable as she was the last two episodes and it lead me to believie the rest of the series was going to be constant suffering as she’d be in every episode, likely because they DID get Diane Keaton for this and you don’t waste Diane Keaton. You just don’t. But while they got their money’s worth in having her on screne wise they just..w asted her for the first 2 and a half episodes: Michelle is a judgemental, unpleasnt suffocating bitch and it’s going to take a lot , even if this episode helped, to make me truly like her as a person.
Case in point her first two scenes this episode are just.. dragging her daughter past a play place uncarring about her feelings because while I DO get she cares about her child’s saftey and is terrified afte rloosing her husband.. it dosen’t EXCUSE her actions. It dosen’t forgive her locking her daughter up constanlty, not talking to her like a human being and oh yeah PUTTING A FUCKING LOCK ON HER SHE CAN CONTROL. I mean my god I don’t think they INTENDED for her to come off as abusive as she does, and i’ve seen far worse inteitonally and untietionally, but it’s still not remotely plesant. There is a larger issue baked into that the episode brings about, but we’ll get to that.
And naturally at breakfast.. she procedes to top herself. ONCE AGAIN she treats guy like trash as guy UNDERSTANDABLY didn’t want to talk to her after her previous layers of bullshit which, just as a refresher, involved insulting his invention constnatly (even if it turned out ot be dangerous she did not know that till the last second) then refusing to help a man BAKING in the desert and mocking him to his face.
So yeah unsuprisingly instead of you know, APOLOGIZING for that episode or anything else she mocks him again and calls him sad. I just.. I get they were trying to have her come off as a jerk and then slowly develop.. but you can’t overdue the jerk part. It has to be juts the right amount and if it is this much there has to be a commpuance. There is none as far as I can tell because god is a spiteful two faced prick.
So naturally Sam forces the two parties together, and orders green eggs and ham for everyone, except guy who refuses. We do get a really great bit though as EB turns down the idea and we get a tremendous rant from Micheal Douglas as he talks about how a girl in his clash, veyr likely just him, got a rash from tring new things and you shouldn’t and to watch out for the scarlet beetle he’ll steel your ants and try to conquer your planet and is not a guy in a costume but in fact an actual beetle. EB naturally tries it.
We get a brief interlude with Snerz that’s funny enough: he outright calls his visotrs flunkies, they enter to the song money, and his minon throws dollar bills at their feet. I imagine this is what visitng Mar a Largo is like. They turn up his noses until he mentions getting a chickarffe for his animal crutelty wall. And i’m torn about Snerz. On one hand he can be generally entertaining in his dickery.. but ont he other I do question why he’s in EVERY episode. We don’t NEED him in eveyr one and I feel he’s only in them because Eddie Izzard was expensive so they had to get him as a regular to justify the cost. We really DONT’ need this scene funny as it is and it adds nothing so far. Maybe i’m wrong and these guys end up being important. I don’t know.
So yeah so far this episode was miserable getting through and I expected it to be another long sit... I was wrong. The second half.. is really damn good and reminded me why I liked this series so much. No really. We get two stories,both really good following one half of each pair teaming up. As for why their split Guy is annoyed with Sam, as well as dosen’t want him letting the chickaraffe out because you know lots of people dosen’t want ot go to jail and leaves to find a quiet place to work on watching paint dry while Michelle tucks a sleeping EB in, her first really truly humanizing moment, which should NOT have taken three episodes but hey, i’ll take it, and goes to find the same.
So starting with Sam and EB, naturally Sam takes all of a minute to let his buddy out and it gets loose on top of the train. EB hears the familiar sound and gives chase and the two meet properly. After Sam covers for his buddy and realizes the creature is asleep in his car safe now, he properly talks to EB and we get a truly magical sequnece: The two talk with Sam whoelheartdly supporting her free spirit and finally giving the girl what she badly needed: someone who treated her not as something to be tied down but you know.. a child who just wants some expression and as she literally lets her hair down, It’s truly adorable and it just has a magical quanitity as they enjoy the beautiful view from the train top.
Granted this takes at urn later when EB brings up her mom, and Sam.. supports her mom, pointing out she’s just looking out for her.. which she is but in a deeply unehalthy way and I don’t like the show just.. brushing over Michelle’s terrible actions because “she’s her mom”. But it’s also hard to tell if they are: Sam’s mom left him as we’ll find out, so he likely colors his memories of her rosey and simply envys EB still HAVING hers. It’s not BAD stuff but I don’t like a work saying “You should love your family just beacause your related”. Instead of because they lovea nd support you and if they dont’ love you or treat you remotely well or don’t give an ass about you fuck them. Thankfully I DO love my family and have no issues with them, my immediate family at least, but i’ve had friens with downright abusive or neglectful parents. It’s not that black and white. Ducktales also hammered in the family theme but was transparent in how it can me messy, harm each other and that it took true love and consideratoin for it to work at it’s core.
It’s still not a terrible scene and what comes next is neat as earlier it was shown the train has loops, because Seussworld, and now that’s a problem because their on top of it. Michelle’s jail braclet thing ends up coming in handy the first loop, as while she can’t unstick it means she and sam can suririvie it. They do get it loose, turns out the password was indeed password, because of course, and they end up narrowly suriving a roller coaster bit of track, with the help of MR. Jenkins who I can finally name because EB names her in the next scene. Understanding her need for a pet, Sam deputizes her, and gets her back in bed in time for the next plot.
Speaking of which winding back a bit as these two go back and forth, Guy goes through two rather hilarious cars: First a bath car that has a bubsby berkely style water number and then a model train car.. with the train on the track showing guy watching guy watchin gthe train etc.
It’s great. Guy ends up finding the quiet car.. and Michelle. And in her first scene of acting like a human being and not if julie powers was a soccer mom, Michelle, while standosfish as usual, not only unites with guy to shush a loud guy in the car, but is genuinely apricative when Guy helps her get her place back, she was doing some literal bean counting.
The two genuinely hit it off, first with some adorable silent bits and then by talking, with Michelle appreciating his now safer job and warming up to him. Keaton and Douglas have GENUINE chemestry and it annoys me itt took the series this long to use that instead of wasting Diane Keaton on being
It’s really great stuff and i’m actually rooting for the two.. once she gets her shit together obviously. Guy does make the mistake of lying abotu knowing about the chikcaraffe.
This ends up being bad as he finds out EB knows the next day and after she leaves the car RIGHTFULLY tears the fuck into same for getting him accused of crime, stealing from him and now puttin ghim in a precarious situation. While Guy DID lie, he idd so well meaningly and trying to impress someone whose ineherntly judgmeental. Douglas also does REALY well in the scene, calling sam out but it dosen’t feel cruel.. it’s justified. While guy is miserable and does need to work on himself.. Sam also needs to work on himself and is putting guy in serious danger just by forcing him into his animal smuggling scheme.
So Guy leaves.. and naturally given the unvierse hate shim runs into the BAD GUYZ, who aren’t much better. No really they refuse to belieive guy might be innocent, use excessive force on everyone. They have better GOALS than sam but I woudln’t really call them good people. Smash to black and we’re out.
Final Thoughts:
This one was better. As I said the first half or rather third drags slightly but once we get to the two seperate plotlines it’s REALLY damn good stuff and reminded me what the series was capable of in character in creativity. Hopefully it keeps this up
Next Time on the Blog: We return to mewni for the penultimate chapter of season 3 as Moon and Eclipsa have some fundemtnal disgareemnts on how to handle Meteora that wind up costing both dearly.
See you at the next rainbow
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JN (Part I)
And we’re back with more Johnny content here! Of course, he’s the apple of my eye, my ultimate current bias, the love of my life, and the list go on. But I do get tempted by other good-looking K-pop men sometimes...
Here’s a GIF of him looking adorable with some noticeable blush. The color reminds me of Glossier Cloud Paint in Storm, but of course, I could be wrong. Drop that blush shade, dude!
Mahal ko kayong lahat! :)
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Summary: These pieces were inspired by a prompt list by @neoculturedrabbles. Since you guys know how I feel about Johnny, please expect that the next installments will feature two prompts in it too.
POV: 2nd person since I wrote this late last year. I know; you’re getting tired of reading that over and over.
Word count: 1,800 words
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Prompt #1: “Shut up!”
“Make me!”
Now that you and Johnny were a couple, that didn’t stop him from annoying you to tears.
You were working on an article at the dining table when you heard him sing Whitney Houston’s ‘I Will Always Love You’ off-key. He was at the kitchen, cooking his trademark omelets for breakfast.
“John, please!” You shrieked, turning your head towards the kitchen. “Can you pipe it down? I’m trying to work here!”
He responded by continuing the song, his voice more off-key than before.
You rolled your eyes and went back to your laptop, huffing in annoyance.
A few minutes later, Johnny emerged from the kitchen with your breakfast, and he was now singing Heart’s ‘Alone’ in the same irritating manner.
“Love, what’s up with you? Why are you annoying me? Do you know I’m about to have my period soon?” You said when he placed a plate of omelet and rice in front of you.
“I’m not doing anything unusual,” he said, this time placing a cup of coffee beside your breakfast, “I’m just being myself, you know?” He winked at you and patted your shoulder.
“But baby, you know when I’m in front of my laptop, I’m most likely working,” you grumbled, now taking the cup of coffee to sip on it.
“I can never tell,” he sat on the seat across from you, “Maybe you’re just reading hentai or playing your porn games,” he wiggled his eyebrows for effect, and you almost spit your coffee.
You just flipped him the bird and took another sip of the coffee he made. As always, he got your preferred taste perfectly – strong and sweet, just like he is.
“How dare you, Suh Youngho! I don’t do that anymore!”
“Yes, you do! You fell asleep with your Incognito window on a hentai comic the other day!”
That was the last straw, and you went to his side and pinched his cheeks. “You silly boy! Stop taunting me!” You squeaked, pinching his cheeks harder while he laughed at your flushed and annoyed face.
“No, I’m not going to stop teasing you! It’s also my job to annoy you since your sisters are out!” He said in between your pinching.
“Johnnyyyyy!” Your hands snaked their way around his neck, and you felt tears brimming at the corners of your eyes. “Shut up!”
“Make me!” He challenged, his face serious.
Now that was something you didn’t expect – he had his poker face on, and he seemed calm. You let go of your hands around his neck and settled them on his shoulders.
But when he gave you his trademark wink, you felt miffed again. You decided to play his game and pecked him on the lips instead.
You weren’t able to get away from him since he locked you in his embrace and deepened the kiss.
As your tongues clashed against each other, you gasped when you felt something poking beneath you. Ugh, not again! He was turned on with what you did, and you tasted like coffee, of course.
You let go when you felt very bothered by his boner and pinched his nose this time.
“You big freak,” you huffed, raising your middle finger at him again, “You’re such a tease, you know?”
“I know, baby,” Johnny had the guts to lick his lips in front of you, “and I’m going to taunt you every day with all my loving.”
“Can we have breakfast now?” You got your spoon and fork and started digging into your meal.
“Sure thing, baby,” He said while he moved his plate and drink beside you. When he was done, he sat on the chair to your left and fed you a spoonful of rice and omelet. “Say ‘ah,’” he instructed in a flirty tone, which you obeyed.
“Don’t be so grumpy, my baby princess,” he cooed, wiping the excess rice on the top of your lip.
“But I’m about to have my period! My chest feels heavier, and I feel more bloated,” you whined.
“Even if your boobs don’t get bigger and you don’t look plumper, you are always a grumpy girl,” it was now his turn to pinch your cheek.
You crossed your arms over your chest and looked away from him. Since his hand was still on your chin, he tilted it again toward his direction.
“If you promise me that you won’t be grumpy anymore, I’ll stop teasing you.”
You sighed in defeat and nodded. “Okay, I’ll try my best.”
“No buts! You should do it. You look the most beautiful when you smile.”
You pinched his arm in embarrassment and went back to eating with your head down. “You are such a flirt, love. But thank you.”
“You’re welcome, baby.” He kissed the side of your head, and both of you ate in silence after.
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Prompt #12: “You’re a pain in the ass, you know?”
“Yeah, but I’m your pain the ass.”
Your head was throbbing in pain because a) you lack sleep, and b) Johnny was being such a pain in the ass to deal with.
As you searched the cabinet for some Advil, you saw a pair of long arms reach over you and grabbed a large pink pillbox.
You turned around to see it was the source of your headache, grinning sheepishly at you. “I assume you need Advil?”
You nodded in response, silently grabbing the pillbox from him. You went to the dining table where a glass of water was waiting for you and opened the box to get your much-needed medicine.
You felt Johnny’s eyes on you as you swallowed the pill and drank water. You closed your eyes for a bit, savoring its bitter taste in your mouth.
But then, you remembered all the things he did during the previous week that got on your nerves.
He hid your strawberry-flavored Greek yogurt from the fridge just when you were craving for it.
He placed your usual mug in the highest cupboard the day after he was in charge of doing the dishes. You had to climb up the sink just so you can reach it, and he laughed at your attempt to grab it the first time you discovered it was up there.
He woke you up by replacing your alarm with his voice recording remixed with EDM beats. He laughed again when he saw your grumpy reaction, your hair sticking all over the place as you chased him around the house with your pillow.
He used your favorite tote bag (which you waited for ages to be restocked!) when he went grocery shopping all by himself, ruining it in the process. Now it was under his care, and you didn’t know if he has finished mending it yet.
But the most annoying thing that he did was when he tickled you to tears when you didn’t wake him up when he needed to be up early for a schedule. Although he seemed annoyed at first, he was also in tears from laughter as he saw you writhe in his touch.
You let out a huge groan before lying on the couch. “This headache sucks,” you said, curling up on the sofa.
“You need some rest, baby,” you heard Johnny say, who was now standing in front of you. He wore a basketball jersey and jogging pants, which was his usual home attire.
But as always, you were distracted with his big and meaty guns. You grabbed the pillow at your foot and covered your face in it so you couldn’t see his towering figure over you.
“I’m resting right now. Please,” you looked at him briefly, “stop annoying me. You’re one of the reasons why my head is throbbing right now,” you covered your face with the pillow again.
“Oh, but why me? I have been nothing but good to you!” You felt an additional weight at the end of the sofa, which meant that he sat down beside you.
“But you kept on annoying me by hiding my food, ruining my stuff, and most of all, you almost tickled me to death!” You threw the pillow at him, which he caught. He held it in front of him and looked at you with puppy eyes.
“But Essie! You know that’s one of the ways to show that I love you!” He whined while making cute faces at you.
“Johnny, there are times that I appreciate it, and there are times that I do not,” you grumbled, now sitting up on the couch. “You’re a pain in the ass, you know?”
“Yeah, but I’m your pain in the ass,” he responded smoothly, running one of his hands through his hair.
“Ugh, Suh Youngho!” You groaned, lying back on the couch again. As soon as your back hit the sofa, you were flustered to see him on top of you with a Cheshire cat grin on his face.
“But you’re so cute when you’re grumpy!” He said playfully before his hands went to your sides and tickled you until you were in tears again.
“I’ll get you for this, John!” You said in between wheezing and kicking.
The tall guy snickered, but then he looked at you with concern when he noticed that your tears didn’t stop falling. He stopped tickling you and wiped your tears away. “Sorry, baby,” he whispered, now kissing your forehead.
You shut your eyes for the nth time today, processing this intimate moment you got yourself into. He was too close, and you could feel his breath against your forehead. Your body felt warm from head to toe, and his body felt that way as well.
But come to think of it, your head stopped pounding. You opened your eyes and saw that he gave you the sweetest smile before kissing your temple.
“Do you feel better now?”
“Surprisingly, yes. I feel much better now,” you gently pushed him away from you as you sat up once more. “But I think I should still get some rest.”
“That you do need, baby. Come,” he held your hand and led you to your room. “I’ll tuck you in.”
“No, John! I’m fine. You don’t have to do that for me,” you mumbled, looking away from him as he squeezed the hand he held.
“I insist. I want to make it up to you for being a pain in the ass.”
“But you’ll always be even if you do sweet shit like this, you know?”
“Yeah, I do. But still, please? Can I tuck my surly baby in bed?” He pleaded, blinking his eyelashes cutely at you.
“Ugh, fine. I request for hair brushing and thigh tapping too, please.”
“Anything for my dear Essie,” he said before carrying you into your bedroom bridal-style.
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FIN
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Episode 4: or the One with that Many Minutes of Wangxian Screen Time
Not too many long wangxian scenes, my friends, but let’s hit the highlights
MOMENT 1: wwx catches lwj’s eye during class and gives him a cute little grin paired with an equally cute little wave and duck of the head.
But LWJ IS NOT CHARMED! Not our precious ice prince. No, this guy gives him a cold, immediate shutdown because LWJ is a Disaster Gay™ at this point in his life. Also bc the only reason he noticed wwx here was because wwx was whispering with nhs
He’s very annoyed. Because wwx is being rude in class. Not for any other reason.
Boring lecture happens, boring plot stuff happens, blah blah, wen chao exists suddenly and we all hate him blah blah
Okay, one non-wangxian note here because i just noticed this: LWJ WAS READY TO THROW DOWN WITH WEN CHAO. LIKE, HOW DARE YOU INSULT OUR LECTURES??
THAT'S WHAT GETS YOU RILED UP, LWJ?? REALLY?? INSULTING YOUR STUDY MATERIAL???
LWJ IS SUCH A NERD LOLOLOL
Okay, Moment 2: outside of class, wwx says hi to lwj loudly and with biggest most sunshiney grin to have ever existed, waving his arm all big and exaggerated to catch lwj’s attention because lwj is walking purposefully to somewhere, who knows/cares where
HE’S SO ENTHUSIASTICALLY SAYING HI TO LWJ?? LIKE SO EXCITED!! LIKE SOMETHING THAT’S NOT A PUPPY BC DOGS, AS WE KNOW, ARE HORRIBLE (according to wwx; i have no strong opinions on dogs. I’m a cat person)
I cannot emphasize enough how adorable wwx is here.
LWJ just Nopes right out of that greeting, tho
He was hit full force, point blank with that sunshine smile and storms off at a different direction than what he was originally walking towards (which happens to be opposite of where wwx is)
And he’s so angry about it too? Like, his expression doesn’t change but it definitely radiates annoyance
“I HATE THIS STUPID AWFUL PRETTY BOY WHO STOOD UP TO WEN CHAO, THE GUY I WAS GONNA SUCKER PUNCH FOR INSULTING MY FAMILY’S ANCIENT FANTASY CHINA SUMMER SCHOOL.”
“GOD WHAT A NUISANCE HE IS. IT’S DEFINITELY HATE THAT I’M FEELING. LOATHING, EVEN.” *insert Wicked the Musical reference here*
This all happens in like, the span of a minute, btw. That’s the entire length of the wangxian moment here. We’re getting table scraps and it hurts
Lol, WWX immediately decides that LWJ must have bad hearing bc who on earth would ignore him, the ever so charming and handsome wwx?
Also, can i just say that the blue sash wwx has to wear for their school uniform IS UNSeEMLy?
YOU CAN’T JUST DRAW MY ATTENTION TO WWX’S ITTY BITTY WAIST LIKE THAT
MY NERVES CAN'T TAKE IT.
I’M NOT AS REPRESSED AS LWJ. I CAN’T JUST IGNORE IT.
mOVIng ON
Moment 3: TURTLE TIME. WWX, that rapscallion, pins a hand-drawn cartoon turtle on lqr’s back. Which ofc mortally offends LWJ, who shoots him a glare that can level armies as he snatches the drawing and disintegrates it with the weight of his Disapproval
Almost immediately after this, we get...
Moment 4: OUR FIRST PAPERMAN (okay that's a lie bc we saw a type of a paperman in ep2 but this one is the first one in his chronological life time and DEFINITELY the first wangxian paperman)
Cute little red paperman that wwx sends to CLIMB ALL OVER LWJ
Like, NOTICE ME LWJ LOOK AT ME LWJ LWJ LWJ LOOK I’M HERE
Little Red Paperman makes it to LWJ’s shoulder before LWJ heartlessly grabs it and crumples it into a little ball of Repressed Gay Rage
Okay, so Moment 5 is actually a series of stolen glances .
Lqr calls on WWX to answer some questions in that way teachers do when they think you’re slacking off and not paying attention.
LWJ starts sneaking looks at the first correct answer WWX gives, like “oh, he’s clever??”
WWX ofc is preening at each question he gets right
LWJ sneaks another glance, Grudgingly Impressed.
LQR then calls on LWJ to answer a question that stumps WWX so ofc LWJ shows off his brain for a bit too. He’s all smug about it, like so what if wwx is clever, i’m smarter and therefore superior to him
BUT THEN WWX challenges LQR with a question of his own (it’s foreshadowing, but whatever we don’t care about that rn)
And SHOCKINGLY LWJ cuts off his uncle to righteously answer WWX’s question (I’ll SHOW HIM TO ASK WEIRD QUESTIONS THAT MIGHT MAKE ME QUESTION THE WAY THE WORLD WORKS)
LWJ then sneaks ANOTHER look at WWX because HE CAN’T KEEP HIS EYES OFF HIM FOR SOME MYSTERIOUS UNKNOWN REASON
The only reason he stops sneaking glances is bc his uncle kicks wwx out of class, thus ending Moment 5
But then lqr immediately gets the ball rolling for Moment 6 by sending LWJ after WWX to make sure WWX doesn’t skip out on his punishment (writing lines, no kinky sex stuff)
Moment 6, our last wangxian moment of the episode: Sword Fight by the Waterfall.
Okay, maybe fight is too strong of a word. It’s more like LWJ startles WWX, who is in deep thought for plot-related reasons, so WWX whips out his sword to attack before he really thinks about it
LWJ blocks it (gracefully) and pulls out his sword as well. There’s a couple of sword clashes (against A GORGEOUS BACKDROP IN THE FORM OF A WATERFALL, LIKE SERIOUSLY EPIC ROMANCE LEVELS OF BEAUTY)
And the episode is over.
Like, okay, there’s Six Moments of Wangxian content but they’re all, like, barely a minute long?? Except maybe for Moment 5, but that’s because i squished together several tiny moments of stolen glances
SHOW, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, WHY ARE YOU NEGLECTING MY EMOTIONAL NEEDS. THIS IS A HATE CRIME, I’M CALLING THE COPS
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Hi again people who follow me!
I’m bored and I’ve decided to make fun facts about our DID system and the four known alters!
So before I start- Lilith has a bit of a show today, but the body was too tired for her to start anything. Like I feel asleep as soon as I got to class. The reason I know this is because of my outfit and she decided to put on lip gloss (which I never wear personally). She’s not conscious currently, none of the other three are, and I’ll get to that later!
Oh! And just so you know, this is Lennox.
👋
Let’s start with Levin!
Levin is the alter that co-cons often or will switch with me
He knows a lot about our system, but is very secretive about it so~
He is the only male alter in the system that I know of
He also goes by Levi and Lev
He likes more soft songs and songs with a good message
His favorite color is forest green
He’s the only alter that Lilith does not take her anger out on
He’s an introvert with really bad social anxiety
He hates sexual songs (so of course being me, I put two of the worst sexual songs I know in his playlist, he doesn’t know)
He has insomnia and ptsd
He’s extremely competitive when it comes to card games
He likes educating people on animals and wants to do gigs, like birthday parties and events, to teach people about reptiles and birds specifically
His favorite subject is English
He is white with blue eyes and dark brown hair. He’s thin, well more twig like, but whatever. He’s around 5’8 (two inches taller than the body)
His clothes style is baggy shirts with either baggy sweatpants or leggings. He wear plain colors, like pale blues, grays, and black. He, surprisingly, likes boots, even heeled boots
His favorite anime is... probably Durarara x2 any season
He has no sexual desires, but romantic likes girls
He’s 18
He’s very comfortable singing, he loves it. That a major way he expresses himself
His favorite song is... I think LA Devotee by P!ATD (idk why but that what he likes)
^^ What he likes to wear ^^
Next on our list is
The demon queen herself, LILITH
She is named after Adam’s first wife, the demon queen, Lilith (yes she liked to go church, but we stopped going)
She is a bisexual
She’s ageless (she has no age, or if she does she hasn’t told anyone)
She’s an absolute bitch and she knows it.
She has violent mood swings and anger issues (respectfully so)
She is also an introvert, but not because of anxiety, no it’s because she wants to strangle every single person that looks at her weird
She hates Little with the burning passion
She gets repressed the most because no one wants to be expelled from school
She likes cooking
She hates cleaning because of her ocd
She wants to pursue a culinary job
Her favorite subject is science
She rarely fronts and when she does it’s quick or someone is co-con with her (ex. What happened with aleia-clownery)
Lennox(me) has to clean up her messes as always.
Her favorite anime is... The Promised Neverland (she likes Ray a lot)
She likes aggressive songs, or songs that swear a lot
Lilith has wavy black hair with blue highlights. Her eyes are a brownish red color. She’s short, like 5’2, and likes to wear heels because of it. She’s black as well
Her favorite color is dark royal blue
Her style of clothes is black shirts with skulls on them and tight, but comfortable, pants. She also likes a certain denim dress I have
She likes drawing and doodling ways to kill people and I have to say she’s pretty good
Her favorite song is Sarcasm by Get Scared (very fitting for her)
^^ What she wishes she can wear ^^
Next is Little!
She likes to bake
She enjoys going to restaurants, specifically Asian style ones
She’s loves animals and wants to work with them so bad.
She’s an extrovert with ADHD
Little is Hispanic and on the chunky side. She has a caramel skin tone. She can understand it way better than me (Lennox) and she wants to learn Japanese and French (I’m interested in Japanese so we’re probably going to learn it)
Her favorite subject was College Writing Prep and before that was Language Arts, but the writing part of it. She really likes writing
Her favorite color is... honestly black. She likes that it matches with everything and likes the science of black too
Her favorite anime is Ouran High School Host Club (I hate it with the burning passion) her second choice is Black Butler (any season) which we allow her to watch
She likes baking and cooking, tho she prefers baking, she likes the way it calms her, I guess
Her favorite song is Voices in My Head (she listens to a lot of nightcore so I don’t the artist)
I’m not saying much else about her (I don’t want creeps harassing her)
^^ What she prefers to wear ^^
Last, and certainly least, Lennox (aka me!)-
My favorite anime is Kakegurui or... BNA... or BNHA... or Hitorjime My Hero (My Very Own Hero)... or maybe Given? Idk I like a lot of anime...
The first anime I’ve ever watched was Wolf’s Rain. I was seven I think, but it was on YouTube so I didn’t get to watch the whole thing. I recently found it, but I’m afraid to watch it lmao
I like the colors teal and turquoise, as well as blood red and jet black
I like anything P!ATD, Halsey, Imagine Dragons, Fall Out Boys, Set It Off, Alec Benjamin, OneRepublic, and Nico Collins and AJR(granted so does everyone else but 🤷)
My favorite songs are Control by Halsey and Lonely Dance by Set It Off and Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time by P!ATD and River by Ed Sheeran and Eminem and Not Afraid by Eminem and I’m Ready by AJR and Karma by AJR... I can go on for hours, but I’mma stop here
I’m Non-binary and the only gender nonconforming alter. I’m also pansexual
I hate being touched, I hate talking to people that act ignorant, and I hate this body I’m in
I look like the body so no description for you 😝
I have anxiety and depression. Everything else I’ve been diagnosed with can really be related to DID
I’m a neutral party in everything, so when I say I don’t know, I don’t care, whatever, or not my business, I’m literally saying I have no standing or opinion in this
I like cooking, baking, organizing (not cleaning), writing, reading, doodling, and doing self introduced projects for fun
I like plaid clothing, hoodies, and pride shirts. I like sweatpants and sneakers. I also like things on my neck... it keeps me ground I guess
(Oh my god I’m writing this with Ella, right? I told her to stop clawing at the furniture, right? All of a sudden her focus is on the ground and I wiggles my toes, testing if she was looking at my feet, and I started moving them around. I told her, ‘stop looking at my feet.’ This cat, this puta, liked me in the eyes before looking back down and got in position to lunge at my feet. My heart stopped and I pulled my feet onto the couch. And she was going to do it because the moment I moved my feet, she jumped from the top of the couch she’s on... she scares me sometimes 😣)
^^ What I would wear if Lev was a little shit and let me wear pride stuff and jewelry ^^
Now-
Onto how our system works!
Levin and I co-con often. If I’m not in control, then he is
On instances where I get angry, Lilith takes control
Little co-cons with me more than everyone else because she enjoys annoying me
Lilith and Little are both so stubborn and hardheaded, it’s unbelievable. On the other hand, Levs and I are open minded and calm. So we often clash on what we should do as a collective
Lilith is a Christian, Levi and I are atheists, and Little is a Seventh Day Adventist (the religion I grew up with). However Lev and I hold more say, so we don’t go to church
I guess you could say there’s a hierarchy in the system. I have the most important say, then Lev, then Little, and lastly Lilith
Levin and I enjoy co-conning with each other only, anyone else gives us headaches
Everyone loves Nico Collins, Alec Benjamin, Set It Off, and AJR the most
Everyone’s favorite albums are Death of a Bachelor (p!atd), Cinematics (set it off), and American Beauty/American Psycho (fall out boys)
Everyone loves sushi and sushi rolls (California and Philadelphia rolls are the best)
We all really want to try takoyaki and pork Katsudon. When we do try them, I’ll probably make a post about it
We all love Ella and we all want to start a rehabilitation center of all animals and a pet cafe
We love reptiles, like all reptiles, venomous snakes included
I think there are more alters that just aren’t as prominent as the other three, Levin would know but he doesn’t like to discuss our system often
We really want to buy these specific no pierce cuff earrings
Edit: this total slipped my mind- when I’m on my red week (you know what I’m talking about) the others let me deal with it on my own, especially Little and Lev (Lev hates that week and recedes completely)
That’s all I’m willing to share about us (or that I remember)
My part was short because you guys talk to me all the time
Sincerely,
Lennox... with a sprinkle of Levin
I’m tagging some people because why not-
@one-pissed-off-child @liveto-100 @madame-ree @martinidrinkingmartin @anon-nom-nom95 @queenzie-xo @scalybunnypapi69 @gogetyoselfsomesoup (still bitter) @cristinaweeb @aleiakit @aleia-clownery (I’m still so sorry about what happened) @studiesboie @bloomyboithatemoji @pumpkineiji @penelopebakugouburrito1
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Drowning In You (Pt.2)
"Hey, Yongguk."
You looked up from your half empty glass to the man your boyfriend just called. Yongguk was always around every time you were outside but would never spend time with you when you were home. Despite living under the same roof, you didn't talk much after what had happened between you and Yongguk.
Your boyfriend, Jiho, who was also Yongguk's best friend, offered him a drink which he kindly refused. You rolled your eyes out of annoyance, "Why did you bother coming here if you're not having a drink?" Yongguk was perplexed by your question because usually you would act like he was not around. He didn't appreciate it though because your question attracted your friends' attention. Now they were looking at him with a sarcastic smile, demeaning him.
"I wonder the same too." Jiho further supported your question. "I know you have to guard her but is it necessary to do it when she's with me? I can take care of her. I will keep her safe."
"Tell him, babe." You leaned your body on Jiho's arm, resting your head on his shoulder. Yongguk quickly shifted his gaze away before his emotion showed through his face.
"I'm just doing my job." Yongguk stated, shifting his gaze back to you and your boyfriend because he got his emotion under control.
"It feels weird to have you around when we're out on a date." Jiho let out a snicker like it was a stupid thing to, because it was. Every time you went out with Jiho, he was always there being a third wheel.
"Im sorry but it's my duty."
***
"Why did you do that?"
No answer.
"Tell me. Why did you do that?"
"Can you stop bothering me? You're so annoying!" You threw the mug into the sink, it did not break but the clashing sound was so loud. A moment of silence.
"Can't you see I'm trying to protect you?" Yongguk exasperatedly followed you to the living room, demanding an answer. You talked to your father about Yongguk's duty and your dating life and your father approved your suggestion to let Yongguk have a leave every time you would go out on a date with Jiho. That's why Yongguk was restless. Ever since he completed his studies and training five years ago, he had never left your side.
"Why are you trying so hard to protect me? No one is out to get me. I have Jiho. I don't need you." Another lie left your lips.
Yongguk opened his mouth to tell you your words hurt like a bullet to his heart but he closed them. Then, he said, "I care about you. I don't want you to get hurt. I just need to make sure you're safe."
"Funny." A chuckle left your lips but your eyes were watering. "You were the one who hurt me the most. No one could hurt and broke me like you did, Yongguk."
[Flashback]
"Where are we going?" You asked as you rested your chin on his shoulder while he tightened his arms around your legs, he was carrying you on his back. It was a habit both of you developed since you were younger and Yongguk never complained when you demanded to be carried by him. This time, he was the one who wanted to carry you up the hill.
"Somewhere." He simply said, not providing any explanation. You noticed his change in behaviour. He was nervous about something and it looked like he had something to say to you. From the way he carried you up the hill with a beautiful night view and asked you to dress warmly but prettily, you concluded that he was going to confess to you.
You smiled against his shoulder, "Am I not heavy?"
"Not at all. You should eat more." He turned to face you but due to the proximity, his nose brushed against your forehead which made you chuckle. His focus was back to the front when he was approaching a bench that was located there so people can face the city night view. Street lights and lit buildings.
Once you set your feet on the ground, you skipped toward the wooden bench happily and patted the space next to you. Yongguk smiled and took the space next to you.
"It's beautiful but a bit cold." You leaned your body on his arm, seeking for his warmth. Yongguk put his arm around your back and caressed your arm. Your eyes fixed on the romantic view in front of you, next to you was your most favourite person. You couldn't help but be so happy. "Why are we here, Yongguk?" Your smile was hard to hide.
"I've to tell you something." He squeezed your arm like he needed some sort of support and assurance so you placed your hand on his. Your smile grew wider because you thought Yongguk was so dumb. What was he afraid for? Couldn't he see the feelings were mutual? You didn't know when it started but you realized you think of him more than a brother and a friend on the day of your college graduation day. And that was two years ago.
"What is it?" You studied his side profile, eyes lingering on the moles around his eyes, his pointy nose and his lips. His lower lip was a bit thicker than the upper so you playfully tugged at it. Your action didn't faze him as he was used to it.
He turned to you, still hesitating to speak his mind. "I… I…"
"I love you too, Yongguk." You decided to finish it for him because his hesitation was frustrating you. You giggled when his eyes widened and jaw dropped at your confession. You cupped his face and pulled his face down to plant a chaste kiss on his lips. Electricity ran through your body, it seemed he was feeling the same because his eyes widened even more like a shock was running up and down his stiff body. You had been waiting to do just that for so long. Your face flushed because it was your first kiss and you were the one who initiated. You regretted nothing though. "I love you too, Yongguk. A lot. I know it's scandalous but it's not wrong for us to be together. My parents like you. I'm sure they don't mind us dating. So, you don't have to worry."
Yongguk gripped your shoulders, trying to push you away but he couldn't. His fear and worries melted away when you placed your lips on his again. That was all the inexperienced you were capable of. The pleasure and excitement didn't last long because guilt was biting on his heart.
"We can't—" He couldn't finish his sentence because you pulled his collar rougher to shut him up.
"It's cold, Yongguk. Kiss me. Keep me warm." You whined softly, eyes twinkled with longing and fondness for the man who was staring into your eyes. "Yongguk…"
Enchanted, Yongguk tilted his head and initiated the third kiss. But it was different from the first two kisses. His kiss was bruising and possessive, tasting and claiming your sweetness as he deepened the kiss like he was running out of time. You clutched on the front of his jacket, whimpering because of the force but had no intentions to pull away. He pulled you closer by your waist so you wrapped your arms around his neck, his strong arms unintentionally brought you up to sit on his lap. The kiss was so warm and tasted like a fresh mint. Yongguk was a smoker so he ate mint candy to clear his breath.
"Yongguk, I love you. I love you." You whimpered between the kisses as if in pain, your heart was aching for him. It was hard to be so close to him when you had to hide your feelings. You wanted this. You wanted to be able to show him how much you cared and loved him. When he let go of your lips to let you catch your breath, you caressed his face, still sitting on his lap with his limbs around your waist.
A pang of pain washed over you when his lovesick expression morphed into something else and it looked like a regret. "Yongguk?" You didn't understand. You cupped his face to make sure he looked into your eyes but his eyes wandered everywhere but your face.
[End of flashback]
"It wasn't my intention to hurt you." His head dropped, gaze on the floor. He could still taste your sweetness in his mouth. Your soft body on his. Yongguk shook his head to cast the memories away.
"It doesn't matter. Whatever your intention was, I got hurt."
"I am sorry." He apologized again. But his apology wouldn't fix anything. It couldn't unbreak your heart and uncry your tears.
"Why did you kiss me back, Yongguk? Why?" You wished to understand.
"I'll respect your father's decision. Be safe." He bowed and left, leaving you there with a drop of tear flowing down your face. It wasn't the first time you asked him that question and it wasn't his first time avoiding it either.
Part 3
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Star Twinkle Precure: Final Thoughts
Just some quick final thoughts of what I thought was a fairly decent series.
First, I apologize for not doing Precuruary this year and other years I’ve skipped it. It seems like whenever February comes, I’m just either not in the mood to do full reviews of Precure stuff or I have been busy with other things or even both and this year was definitely on the both side, but more so on the busy side. I just moved to my new place and it has been one of the hardest moves we’ve ever endured. Just now did we get all of our stuff and we moved in here weeks ago, back in late January. So, I apologize greatly for not being as active in Precure. I do love Precure and I do want to keep up with Precuruary because this is the one subject besides Hazbin Hotel and Winx Club, that I have a lot of passionate theories and thoughts on. Until my passion comes in Febuary, Precuruary is gonna be a little bit late and inconsistent in the dates.
With that being said, I’m gonna be quick or try to be quick about my overall thoughts of Star Twinkle Precure. Overall, I think I enjoyed Star Twinkle more than Hugtto, even though, I do think Hugtto did a better job at morals and story, Star Twinkle has been more of an enjoyment to watch. Perhaps is because the characters are just more likable, not that Hugtto’s wasn’t, but I got more into the side characters than the main characters in Hugtto. The only Cure I really cared about in Hugtto was Cure Etoile, but the other cures did seem more of stereotypes or caricatures we’ve seen a million times. The side characters were also just more interesting than the main characters.
Star Twinkle, we do get more of variety, though I do agree that Madoka doesn’t seem any different from the soft, but firm feminine anime type. What I mean is Madoka reminds me too much of characters like Hime, Karen, (Aikatsu Stars and Aikatsu Friends) and pass cures like Cure Beauty and Cure Rhythm. She’s an elegant lady who works hard, is rich,is from a strict noble family and her out bringing changes with the help of her friends. I do rant on about using archetypes we’ve seen a million times. Like it is hard to be 100% original, but it doesn’t change the fact that there are a lot of these types and unless they do something new with it, it’s really hard for me to care about said character.
(I do ADORE her design though.)
We also have another happy go lucky lead and yes, ultimately everyone grows with her, I think it would have just been nice if she was more of a nerdy shy type, with a strong passion to help and still have a great imagination. I mean, you can be helpful and be full of imagination without being the clumsy, hyper stereotype that is Hikaru. It would have actually made more sense if we had gotten a nerdy girl over Hikaru.
Hikaru developed I think the least of the cures. She didn’t go through anything that life changing and her back story, as someone from Angryanime wrote, wasn’t that realistic or relateable. If I had a dad that went around looking supernatural creatures, instead of taking care of the family, there would definitely more family strain than just the grandfather hating him.
Hikaru is not a bad character and she does go through some bullying, but so did many characters in the passed, including Haruka/Cure Flora. A bullied character can be fine, but they need to be interesting too and she’s just another happy go lucky character. She doesn’t necessarily have the charm as Hikaru nor the realistic, understandable back story that Nodoka/Cure Grace has. She’s just another Hana and Ichika.
The Princesses were also disappointingly dull in personality. There’s actually no excuse on it either. They could have easily based the personality of the princesses on their respective Zodiac. Like have Scorpio be moody or stern but emotional inside. Have Aries be easily angered and want things done her way. Leo a hot shot like Cure Gelato that she was obviously inspired from. Taurus like gardening and be the gentle one. That was another reason why the Zodiac was made. To understand people’s behavior and how to deal with someone that you may clash with or are more compatible with. I guess because the Cures don’t spend enough time with them, they just made them with a dull personality, but they could have. Like the Zodiac is basically not only a way to tell your fortune, but to learn from in terms of learning about yourself and others.
However, we do get characters like Lala/Cure Milky and Elena/Cure Soleil. I know people kept saying Elena was under developed and her development came way too soon. For me, personally as someone who has Autism that caused my growth to be slow. Like mentally, I’m younger than my physical age, I felt Elena’s development to be fine. Not perfect, but not everyone grows the same way, the same speed and like I said, for a while, I didn’t know what she could possibly learn being she is the most mature and responsible already.
Compared to the development of other characters in the passed (Mirai/Cure Miracle, whom, while I relate to somewhat in that child likeness of hers, I agree I don’t think she developed as much as leaders in the passed did and most of the characters in KiraKira Precure, especially Akira and Yukari!), Elena at least developed and was the most realistic of the cures. I relate to her wanting keep others happy but hiding your own feelings and pain in doing so. I do that even now, though I do try to be more open when something is really bothering me.
Lala, by far definitely grew a lot and is my second favorite of the Star Twinkle Team. Though, I dunno, both Elena and Lala I like pretty equally. I guess I do relate to Elena just a bit more though.. I think in truth, Lala was more of the main character than Hikaru because it seemed like the creators really liked her the most. There was a lot of focus on her and she seemed to develop the most than the other girls .I guess that does give a bit of a negative feel towards her for some people, which I can see, but Lala is pretty likable enough, that I kinda let it slip like most people seem to. She’s just a real nice, likable character!
As for Cure Cosmos, I honestly don’t know how to feel about her. I like her design and character, but I can’t say I like or dislike her. Pretty much on middle ground when it comes to her. She didn’t really leave a huge impact on me, negative or positive. I love the police puppy girl, Mary Anne, that was following her and I love their overall chemistry together! XD
The story did get a bit clunky towards the end and I would even argue a bit confusing. Like, okay, these princesses gave all their power to the pens, the cures, Fuwa and the rest of the world, it kinda made it seem pointless in reviving them anyway. The Notraiders and their story was touching and I like how they did touch upon issues like racism with Kappard and his people and an example of someone being born different from others like Tenjo and her people.
I will agree though, Eyewarn was the most annoying and hard to deal with. Her voice even got on my nerves! I didn’t care if they redeemed her. Her sudden change in attitude didn’t make sense and I think they would have done us all a favor and offed her somehow. I mean shoot, they weren’t afraid to full on kill the fairy mascot, they could have done so with Eyewarn easily. Who actually cared about the cyclops Trollz reject? I sure didn’t and I know a lot of people didn’t either!
Overall, I know this is review is all over the place, but I’ll do more of proper review later but I will rate Star Twinkle 7 1/2 stars out of 10. It’s not perfect but it’s been an enjoyable ride in the spaceship. Now we’re headed back down to earth and our usual stick with Healin Good Precure!
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Rev Recaps Hard Contact (Chapter 12)
CW: combat violence, medical needles, planned bombing
TL:DR Recap: Niner steals a speeder. Etain and Dar have what’s probably their most awkward conversation, although the river scene is close. Hokan continues to trash Ankkit’s villa in the name of a double bluff.
Beginning Kal Count: 21 Ending Kal Count: 24
We open back on Niner, who’s finally able to use comms to openly call his squad now that the Nemodians/Separatists can’t listen in. He also needs to steal a ride so that he doesn’t have to keep running on foot away from the large explosion he just created.
Listen, I will give KT shit about her timelines and narrative consistency and sexism, etc, etc all day every day, but she does have some great lines. I love the description here. Also, I guess it’s hoping too much to hope that the gdan would eventually learn not to eat people in armor.
There’s a little bit of banter here, but it’s an incredibly short scene. Fi teases him on the phone and Niner tells Fi to call Darman before hanging up to find a ride. Long story short, Niner sees a Trandoshan approaching on a speeder bike, probably to check on his slaving business Niner thinks, Niner headshots him, and then Niner leaves the area with “newly uplifted spirits”.
We cut to Etain, who’s annoyed because there’s still run off from the rain dripping down Dar’s makeshift tent, she can only hear out of one ear still, and her effort to scare the gdan with the Force the way she thought Jinart did “only succeed[ed] in making them more curious, although they had stopped trying to take bites out of her.”
The real problem at the root of her restlessness, though, is that she’s finally having a down moment to process having killed someone and also her sense of personal failure.
I mean, it’s kind of early in their relationship to be using Darman’s presence as a meditation focus, but you know, given her lack of coping skills in evidence thus far, I’m gonna say that’s a teasing, non-serious minor objection. She is already getting pretty good at sensing him distinctly in the Force.
And of course he’s exhilarated because he, finally, finally got a phone call from his brothers. He gives Etain a status update about the comm station and their gear and the squad having a prisoner while Etain muses on how strange it is to see his excited body-language and Force presence without seeing it in his face.
That’s a really unkind thought on Etain’s part not gonna lie. And it’s weird as hell to be that KT has her sensing Darman’s exhilaration a moment before, but not his grief in this conversation, which we have plenty of evidence for. I don’t even have a good explanation for that. Also, this is the first time since the actual moment of death that we see Etain acknowledging grief for Kast, but it feels a little flat compared to how we’ve seen Omega’s grief written.
I’m choosing to take the two mentions of “our training sergeant” plus the one in the next paragraph as basically adding up to one for the Kal Count (22) since they’re in the same conversation and really off-hand.
Etain has a knack for asking the most awkward of questions, but sometimes they’re also motivated ones. I still disagree with the general thesis here, in light of the farmer’s situation, but honestly I’m gonna take that up with Traviss, not Darman or Etain.
I could do a little less with everyone always pitying everyone else in these books, but otherwise this is kind of... nice? Dar, again, is generous/thoughtful. At Etain is pretty good at making small observations,like about the dried fruit.
And then we get to this infamous part..
I’m gonna be real with y’all, that isn’t where my brain would have went, but I’m very, very ace. It is kind of frank for a Star Wars book, but I still didn’t get it as an eighth grader. I have since seen someone make a joke about the symbolism of the tent and the pole, but my brain really just doesn’t work that way, so I think it’s best if I shrug and move on.
“she was exhausted, she just wanted to sit numbly and do nothing. She jumped to her feet, snatched the pole, and ran at him.” I don’t think “numbness” is an unreasonable response, but Dar does a pretty good job of drawing her out of it.
Fun fact, I tried once to use this as evidence to decide which of the classic lightsaber forms Etain was best at, since every other time she uses her lightsaber in combat it’s against blasters, which doesn’t tell much. The closest match I could find to her movements here was form V, which is emphatically NOT meant for someone her size.
The ebook version of “Jedi Path” is TERRIBLE but:
Anyway, moving on.
:( They go on to talk about Darman’s training, the fact that commandos died in training (I’m not even gonna go into my ??? at this point), and the fact that Darman started training with live rounds at four or five. That would make him 8-10 developmentally. I have a lot of questions as someone who teaches 11 year olds, but I’ll save them for later. Etain confesses she’s perplexed by the clones’ enhanced aging as well.
Kal Count 23. Also, ouch. Like. A lot of ouch.
I like that highlighted quote a lot, because as much time as Traviss spends poopooing the Jedi in this series, Etain is Jedi, and while the institution is corrupt, the impulse for the Jedi teachings comes from their literal connection to all the life around them. So seeing this perspective of death/war from her is important to me. Of course the rest of the next several paragraphs is calling her out/refuting that point of view but. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I’m tired. We’re just gonna say “culture clash”/”narrative authority”/ “positional pov” and move on.
I’m also counting that as a separate Kal Count, because it’s referencing a different quote/topic/ideal. So now we’re at 24.
Anyway, they go outside and Darman asks Etain about the daywings, which are basically space!dragon flies that are beautiful colors but only live for a day. The narration/Etain makes an obvious connection to Darman without him being aware, but honestly it just makes me uncomfortable. It does really make his line in Order 66 about being a man who was tired of finding things in common with insects sink home, though. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Finally we finish off with more Hokan, who is trashing Ankkit’s villa some more just to rub things in while also trying to stage a double bluff- Uthan has already been moved from the villa back to her lab/bunker.
He also has a Napoleon complex, apparently.
Okay, I’ll admit, I chuckled at this part. Hokan finishes off by talking about the droid comlink and promoting one of his officers who just discretely murdered the other, higher-ranking officer Hokan didn’t like, at Hokan’s bequest.
Again. The guy has issues.
#Republic Commando#Rev Recaps RepComm#Etain Tur-Mukan#Darman Skirata#Niner Skirata#Ghez Hokan#Hard Contact
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Iruma-kun 10 - 12 | Shinchou Yuusha 9 - 12 (FINAL) | Dr Stone 22 - 24 (FINAL) | BnHA 72 - 74 | Stars Align 9 - 12 (FINAL) | No Guns Life 10 - 12 (FINAL)
Iruma-kun 10
That mascot is still around to annoy poor Kalego, huh? (LOL) I also noticed the demonstration demons have horns like oni.
Oh no! This means Azz-Azz is a prime target for Iruma!
(I was going to write something. Then I got so engrossed in the action, I forgot to…)
LOL, Sabro’s too heavy for Team A to lift!
Oh, Iruma’s hair isn’t tied anymore…
“…pruning this cactus.” – Does Eggie-sensei like plants?
Ooh, the first double-parter ever for this show, I think it is.
Shinchou Yuusha 9
Apparently ep 10 got delayed…*sigh*
LOL, thre’s product placement for a certain ice cream brand in this episode, huh?
Can we not with the boob grope???
*Rista takes care of Mash and Elulu* - Rista’s such a mom sometimes…
Stars Align 9
This one scene with Nao looks really blue…it’s almost unsettling.
Oh dear…I understand the sentiment of an inferiority complex all too well.
Dr Stone 22
Now we’re back to good ol’ science vs. survival of the fittest philosophy clash. Now, see, that’s the Dr Stone I like best!
Torricelli’s law.
Why is mica like baumkuchen? Probably because it has a lot of layers…
Wow, for WSJ – which encouraged fangirls all over the world to make yaoi/shonen ai ships – they sure tossed out the yaoi/shonen ai option real fast…
Skarn. I’ve never heard of it until now.
Magma, staring at the product of magma…LOL.
I…don’t get it. Even after watching the bit again, I don’t understand why Magma was trying to save Senku.
So…as is said for most WSJ series, the treasure was the friends we made along the way…LOL, what a way to acknowledge a trope.
Lemme guess…surprise birthday party? (Sorry, when I was reading up on Magma earlier, I saw that Magma helps with a birthday surprise for Senku and I found out what it was.)
I wonder if Rei is still up there at this point…? (Who’s Rei? You’ll find out if you read the Byakuya reboot…)
Well, “Rock Day” only works in Japanese. The language would’ve drifted over thousands of years so it shouldn’t work in the year 5731 (or whatever year Dr Stone is set).
Dr Stone 23
One episode until the end…but I’m away over Christmas, so I’ll have quite a bit to catch up on when I’m back. Update: I never did end up going away over Christmas.
Senku is much more of a trickster hero than an action hero. That’s been pretty obvious all the way through, but here it’s at its most obvious.
Oh, so Kaseki made the village bridge? Is that a correct assumption…? Update: I think the answer was yes from the manga.
How much chemistry does Gen know, anyway? Assuming he’s a humanities person because of psychology and his tricks, it must only be basic, right?
Thse intense stares…I’ve been reading JJBA: DiU lately, so I’m expecting an 80s-style “!!” to appear over someone’s head at this point, LOL.
Ooh, hardware. In fact, it looks like the inside of a computer…or, more relevant to this case, a phone.
So it’s not “rules are rules” anymore? Now Kinro’s changed his words to reflect his faith in Senku…hmm! Interesting! (Update: A quick google says Kinro is 18. Senku is about 18 (+ 3700 years). Plus, after they start dragging Ginro away, Kinro says his trademark line.)
Wouldn’t the coal smoke alert Tsukasa of the village’s location, though…? Then again, thanks to Homura and Hyouga, Tsukasa already knows their location…oops.
Rochelle salt.
I saw that one shot of the world from the 1st OP and I thought there was meant to be a post-credits segment…LOL, nope.
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The “acquisition message” basically said “We didn’t (just) need one cell phone, (so) it was useless!” Notably, it uses the counter for large items (like computers) for the phone.
Having finished the Byakuya reboot now, I wanna cry every time I hear about the guy…
Oh! The eyecatch is a record!
Basically, what records do is that they recreate sounds by using vibrations created by the grooves of the disc. Sound is a set of vibrations.
“Astronauts are science elites…” – Except maybe Lillian Weinberg…
I like Shamil out of the guys from the Soyuz the most. He’s a cross between Tsukasa and Senku. Stoic yet skeptical, a voice of reason for Byakuya’s sillier outbursts.
I wouldn’t be surprised if the shield was made with CGI, tbh.
Byakuya’s humour here is betraying the emotional capacity of the scene…it’s gone from “100% tear-inducing” to “confusing”.
Please sing Tsubasa wo Kudasai, Lillian…*crosses fingers*
I didn’t get what I wanted, but oh well. This song is good too. (I wouldn’t be surprised if most of the record player was CGI too. It’s good CGI for sure.)
LOL, Puyo Puyo! Even Sherlock Holmes! Dragon Ball, Nintendo Switch, VR, Saiyuki! It’s like a treasure trove of references!
Normally the s2 announcement comes after the credits, so I was thrown for a loop when it was announced before the ED…anyways, this is the end of the s1 coverage. See you for s2!
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Robin looks like Iruma…(this vaguely annoys me.)
I noticed Keroli (sp?) is in the back left, alone…that’s kinda sad.
Sabro is hella tall…even taller than Azz-kun, and that says something.
Ah…I love Eggie-sensei. He’s so funny!
Really? I thought Sullivan wrote them (the rules).
I wanna see an episode where Eggie-sensei can’t turn into his fuzzy form and has to do familiar activities with Iruma. That, or an episode where Eggie-sensei has some human parts and some familiar ones (although that would scare some little kids, I think…)
What a Machiavellian mindset Eggie-sensei has!
Iruma’s got wine, people! Underage drinking is a no-no! (partially joking)
Good on ya, Clara! Go kick those girls to the kerb!
The butterflies are so beautiful in this show!
So basically school clubs.
Hmm…it’s almost a Fordist approach. I mean, “freeing yourself up to do other things” is basically the entire ethos of that.
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I was reading JJBA: DiU today and Colt seriously looks like a Jojo’s character…
“Your face is just like…”
N-No way! You mean, the Victor Mary’s wanted to see all along…is the other gunhead…?! Geesh, what a plot twist!
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“We all play to win.” – That’s very Maki of you, Maki.
Shinjo/Oshimi???? That must be Ryoma…! By the way, what’s up with these Itsuse twins…?
Who’s Hatanooka? Update: That’s the team with Joy in it…and those fangirls who busted Mitsue up.
F*** it…Arashi, I wanna pummel you someday.
LOL, you can sell your temmates out with chanpuru, huh, Arashi?
Did Maki suggest something subliminally…?
*Maki and Toma run around* - LOL, this play is completely unorthodox, haha. I can tell even if I’m no expert.
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We’re back after another week’s break…
Come to think of it, how do fantasy worlds have concepts of “hours”?
LOL, how convenient it was that there just happened to be a dude needing healing walking past! (partially sarcastic, partially meaning it since the circumstances foreshadowed it)
“Talent”, eh? *stares at the camera, which is showing Rista’s boobs, with disapproval*
The Demon Spirit Orb is basically a monster cell from OPM 2, isn’t it…?
If Seiya came from our world…then I’m sorry, Wolks, but whoever told you is completely and utterly wrong. *gestures at all the conflicts around the world, including political turmoil*
“Are you calling…”
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Second-last ep!
Oh great…another yandere?(I read JJBA: DiU hardcover vol. 2 yesterday, so I’m still thinking about Yukako Yamagishi…)
There’s a convertible in the OP, though…I wonder if that will come into play later. Update: Even if it does come into play in the future, it doesn’t happen in ths cour.
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It was like Joy was showing off to the camera…LOL.
Apparently, Joy’s name is a weird reading for yorokobi (happiness).
This feels like a final episode…
Hmm. I thought Yonex sponsored this. Turns out that’s a parody logo after all (or at least, here it’s a parody).
One of the Itsuse bros looks exactly like Maki, so it’s confusing…
I’m still confused as to why Shijo Minami’s shirts say nantei on them. The minami might be nan in another way of reading it, but…the shi can only be read kokorozashi otherwise and while the jou can be read many, many ways, tei isn’t one of them.
Ume = plum blossom, so that purple-pink colour really suits them.
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Eri’s name means, literally, “to break reason”.
This scene with the stars and the dancefloor…that’s new.
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Sometims you forget this dork *points at Azz* is more powerful than Iruma and Clara…
You can see Clara and Iruma in the shot of Azz-kun.
The reason why I like calling Kalego “Eggie-sensei” is because he doesn’t like it!
I love how the narrator is even aware it’s been mentioned several times Iruma can’t decline requests.
New Magic is basically science…?
Oh, it would be hilarious if this character Iruma just bumped into and he (Iruma) would be in a Battler together…but I’ve read spoilers, so I know what Iruma will join…
Is this some kind of allegory for technology…?! *eyes sparkle* Yes, I want in! Iruma! Join this club!
Even this demon’s clip is a book! Amazing!
Clara! She dab! In a pot!
Come to think of it, in the basic premise, Iruma-kun (the show) is Kenja no Mago, right? The Wise Man’s Grandson…sort of.
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Almost at the end…I’ll sorely miss this show.
Is Tiana some former version of Rista…?
How old is Seiya again…? Update: Apparently he’s 17…and if he’s the same age as he used to be in this flashback, then…kinda squicky, no?
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I heard this show dropped the ball and that Nao’s mother got a rant, but otherwise I don’t quite know what happens here…so let’s finish what we started. Update: Nao’s mother’s rant was in a previous episode.
Oh hey! It’s that running thing Nao and Taiyo were doing…I think. (I don’t think I’ve grasped everyone’s names, even over 12 eps, so I had to check Taiyo’s name up.)
Oh, these gremlins…*sighs happily but also exasperatedly* No wonder this show took out a top 10 position for my 2019 list.
I’m worried now…there’s always a last minute thing to ruin an episode on this show.
I always thought Ryoma’s hair was pretty nice…(small LOL). That’s just my bias for bishonen showing though.
I’m…scared now…Maki’s dad must’ve come back and the red in the sky really sold that moment…
Maki…no!!!!!!!! Aw, f***, that’s the final seconds…geesh, way to end the series. If this were a 2 cour, I’d definitely watch the next one, but since I heard through ANN that this is all we have so far, really, the only thing I can do for a passion project is hope another cour gets funded and (maybe) purchase what I can to help out. Well, that’s it, folks, skedaddle out of here until next time.
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This pendant reminds me of the mana compass I saw in Fate/Zero yesterday.
I bet Danny planted those footprints…or something like that. Update: Yup, he did.
Come to think of it, is Juzo still missing his arm from last time…?
“You weren’t my client, little lady.” – There’s one of two possible options here, I think: 1) the hands guy was or 2) Danny was.
I wonder, will the hand Extended ever become his (Juzo’s) left hand? Or will he get an Extension for it?
Wow, second huge end-of-season cliffhanger! Juzo got a new buddy, it seems…anyway, see you in spring!
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If the Valkyryja (sp?) isn’t magic…what is it???
That one guy lying on the side of the fountain, looking all drunk…LOL.
Geez, you make me wanna cry, show!!!
Even the alarm clock is dejected…geez…
This is…the best conclusion of the fall season in that Seiya defeated the Demon King and the story wrapped up properly, but the worst in that Seiya died. No one died in Stars Align, even if they failed a tonne! So…I dunno. I guess it should be happy it ended optimistically…anyways, enough of my moping. See you next time.
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Shin Nemoto = “the truth of the origin of the sound”, if you stuck the particle no between each character.
Tintin got scary, LOL.
Lemillion, making “no capes” go out of fashion again (LOL).
Wow, talk about a clip show…! This is really one.
Check the end of the episode, don’t forget to watch the post-credits segments, people.
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66. buddy’s day out (1933)
release date: september 9th, 1933
series: looney tunes
director: tom palmer
starring: jack carr (buddy), bernice hansen (cookie)
to quote a frequent catchphrase in the harman and ising cartoons: oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! i’ve been eagerly waiting for this moment. many a thought is racing in my mind as i type this, i don’t know where to begin! i suppose with some history:
so, harman and ising have left leon schlesinger in the dust. he has a contract to fulfill and no characters to show for it. he set up his own studio at sunset boulevard and searched for some people to add onto his crew, primarily from disney (jack king, earl duvall, who made buddy’s character, ben hardaway...) and a few leftover from harman and ising’s unit, most notably friz freleng.
tom palmer, another picked from the disney pile, directs this short, and when i was originally putting together the cartoon info i was really confused. who was this dude? i’ve heard of jack king and ben hardaway from watching their porky cartoons, and of course friz freleng, but never tom palmer. it turns out i hadn’t heard of him because after this cartoon and the next one, i’ve got to sing a torch song, he was fired. that should tell you right off the bat what we’re going to see. this cartoon also had to be reworked. according to bernard brown and bob clampett, the first draft was even less funny than the final version. to give you an idea of palmer’s sense of humor, he’s cited as calling a visual gag a “funny piece of business”. well, technically, this short IS a funny piece of business. business practices.
anyway, enough history. buddy, his dog happy, his girlfriend cookie, and her baby brother elmer all venture out for a picnic that goes awry.
much in the style of movie trailers in the 30s, where the characters have their names emblazoned on the screen and a little description, we are introduced to our cast. buddy, “our hero”, cookie, “buddy’s sweetheart”, elmer, “cookie’s baby brother”, and happy, “buddy’s pal”. the scene is corny within itself, but the awkward, janky animation—especially with buddy mechanically turning around and wobbling as if inebriated—make it even more awkward and discombobulated. it’s a different approach to introduce a cast of characters, sure, but its potential isn’t realized and falls flat.
cookie and elmer are the first to be formally introduced. cookie is bathing elmer, who reaches out of the tub to grab a sponge. cookie continues to spank him back into the tub, and once he finally grabs a hold of the sponge he squeezes it in his face. unprecedentedly, accentuated by bad timing and awkward sound effects (as well as animation), elmer splashes about in the tub, the sponge flying out of his grip and smacking cookie in the face. he realizes what he’s done, holds his nose, and seeks refuge in the bath water as cookie approaches him. she scrubs the top of his head... which is actually his butt, his head poking out at the opposite end. undoubtedly added in after. cookie dries him and tosses him in the air, catching him with the towel that makes a horribly discombobulated bell sound.
there’s a lot wrong with this scene. little to no creativity or any stretch of the imagination whatsoever. the sound effects are not timed well, carrying over into different shots. one minute cookie is frowning, the next she’s smiling. it’s impossible to make out what any sort of emotion the characters are feeling, and it comes off as very robotic and unnatural.
now to buddy, “our hero”, who’s washing down his car (that’s labeled ASTHMA on the side?) with a hose as happy observes. dissatisfied with the meek steam of water the hose is producing, he turns the nozzle to get more water out. happy barks at the aimless hose and bites it.
happy is sent into the air as the hose writhes and thrashes about. the force of the water sprays off any accessories on buddy’s car, and there’s a brief moment where buddy pumps his fists in frustration, but quickly returns to his smiling self and turns the water off. again with the incomprehensible emotion: expressing no concern for his dog’s safety and blankly observing. there is a nice little gag—probably the funniest part of the cartoon, aside from the cartoon’s existence itself—as the car itself shakes off any water like a dog. i’d be happy if the cartoon went for overused gags like those. it’d still be boring, yes, but fun to watch. instead, everything just feels very straight forward.
cookie is getting herself dolled up, even blowing a kiss at a picture of buddy on her vanity. i guess they wanted her to come off as a betty boop type? that’s how she reads to me. she pops her head out of the window and cries “yoo-hoo, buddy! i’m ready!”
as riveting as ever, buddy answers “i’ll be right over, cookie!” i still have little to no idea of how he’s supposed to be portrayed. i suppose a loyal, dutiful “boy scout” type. he’s introduced coyly as “our hero”, but has yet to display any heroic qualities. however, because he’s labeled a hero, we’re automatically supposed to like him, even with little to no indicator of his personality.
buddy gives his car a few cranks, but it’s in reverse: the car tears backwards through the fence. immediately after, there’s a shot of a bunch of dogs and cats and a clothesline stacked up in the car (again probably added in), and the car tears through a greenhouse. much obnoxious crashing later, the car is decorated head to toe with flowers as it crashes into the side of cookie’s house.
evidently, buddy is supposed to come off as a charmer, because cookie finds it beautiful. buddy opens the door for her and salutes, another indicator of the boy scout persona? also, look at how terribly the house and the car clash with all those flowers. this cartoon lacks physical lighting value—it could very well be the particular restoration, but everything feels very light and white and washed out.
buddy packs up a stroller and a picnic basket and climbs into the car. the car’s engine sputters, and the flower gag becomes even more redundant once all of the flowers are shaken off. nevertheless, they go on their merry way.
it seems buddy bought his car in europe. maybe that’ll explain for the jarring view of the mirror. i know it’s so you can see elmer and buddy at the same time, but couldn’t they have chosen another angle? or, at the very least, tilted the mirror and elmer slightly? it’s very jarring and out of place—just like the sound effect of falling rocks that cues when elmer hits buddy over the head with a bottle.
as they crawl up a steep hill, the engine sputters and expresses difficulty at climbing the hill, but soon enough it’s back to normal. a very wasted gag—the same gag is in porky and gabby and is much more entertaining, with porky and gabby chasing after their car and trying not to get flattened.
the car whirls around some twists and turns, accompanied by a fire engine to convey urgency. another potential gag wasted. instead, it comes off as annoying and cutesy, like “haha, look at what a hurry they’re in!” nevertheless, they arrive at their destination, buddy toting the picnic basket and stroller while whistling.
a very awkward romantic scene. cookie (i don’t know if i’ve called her honey at all—i’ve had to change “honey” to “cookie” many times while writing this, so bear with me if i didn’t catch one) situates herself down on a hammock and strums a guitar, singing. buddy, ever the charmer, comes up behind her and pushes her, singing in complete gibberish. to make it even more awkward, he asks “woojie woojie woojie?”, prompting cookie to respond “no, woojie woojie woojie!” a pass at an innuendo, maybe? if so, it fails to come across as such, instead reading as annoying and coy.
various critters repeat the same dreaded dialogue. some caterpillars, some bees, and some frogs. i suppose out of all of them, the frogs are the most amusing, with the woman frog smacking her courter and hitting him over the head with a cattail. i’m curious as to whether bob clampett was in charge of that gag, it feels like a shadow of his own gags in cartoons.
buddy and cookie have an awkward embrace as we cut to elmer and happy. i feel like elmer has the most screentime in this cartoon—really everyone except buddy. i suppose his “our hero” line was supposed to do all of the personality building for him. that, or tom palmer had no idea what to do with him. my senses point to the latter.
elmer is eating (sucking? does he have teeth?) on a hotdog link, pushing a curious happy away. happy whines continuously, and to shut him up, elmer pacifies him with the pork. note the lines around happy. they just kind of... twinkle there. i guess to express shock? no additional head movements or anything. you could even have the lines dissipate and fizzle out—porky’s romance does a very entertaining job of that here. watch the exclamation mark above the dog’s head and how it dissipates. very entertaining and comes across as deliberate, not just “oh geez, i need to convey some sort of emotion here”.
still whining, happy prompts elmer to throw a cake in his face. happy runs around aimlessly while elmer laughs obnoxiously. happy runs into a tree trunk, and the cake flies off of his head onto elmer’s. conveniently, cookie walks by elmer, sees the mess, and scolds him. very janky, awkward animation as elmer shuffles away, sniffling. there’s a jarring transition as elmer and happy approach the car. they don’t get in it, they approach. the next thing you know, in the next shot, they’re already in the car.
this shot is wonky on a number of reasons, but mainly spacing and lack of depth. happy shouldn’t be able to squeeze behind the gas pedal and fit there so easily. following his body, it doesn’t look like his butt is sitting on the floor, just his front paws. the wheel is at an equally awkward angle—i know so elmer can fit, and animation is all about presentation, not practicality, but still. elmer takes his aggression out by stomping on the gas pedal. surely you can see where this is going.
elmer and happy have hijacked the car, which drives away with them in it. buddy and cookie chase after them, buddy pushing cookie in the stroller and later hopping in himself. another shot of elmer and happy, and then the same shot of buddy and cookie, complete with buddy jumping in the stroller AGAIN. the sound design, as always, is very misplaced.
buddy and cookie follow elmer and happy on the winding route they took, the background just flipped horizontally, which, of course, doesn’t make sense—it should just be the animation that’s flipped, but i digress. the whole thing with this climax is that there’s no urgency. no super fast speeds, no intricate camera angles, no dynamics. it’s just a baby and a dog in a car that just so happens to be moving.
there are a few gags, but they’re very trite and predictable. elmer and happy drive through some haystacks and thusly have straw bears. they crash into a hotdog sign, which lands on top of buddy and cookie. they drive past a rotating laundry line, which flies up and attaches to cookie and buddy’s baby carriage. the laundry line and the hotdog sign make a makeshift helicopter. clever, i suppose, but it isn’t executed to show off any cleverness. there’s a very jarring violin slide effect as the laundry line falls down and attaches itself to the stroller. i hate to trash on bernard brown, the sound effects guy, but the sound design is distractingly bad in this cartoon. i’m guessing (and hoping) it improves, but the innovation later sound designer treg brown would use with his sound effects id totally lacking. the sound effects are just there.
suddenly, elmer and happy find themselves on train tracks. i bet you’ll never guess what’s coming from the opposite direction. A TRAIN!!! crazy, right?? there IS a good shot of buddy and cookie looking down at the train tracks below, probably the most creativity this cartoon possesses (above).
buddy and cookie land on a roof and use a ladder to divert the train. the train goes the other way and all is well, pushing the shack that cookie and buddy landed on with it. and then, guess what? the consecutive shot the train is BACK ON THE TRACKS. the delivery comes across as haphazard and sloppy.
reunited at last, buddy woojie woojies elmer, who squirts him in the fact with his milk bottle. iris out.
whew. where to begin. well, obviously, i’m not a fan of this cartoon. it’s sloppy, vague, and awkward. tom palmer’s direction is directionless, and the quality of the cartoon is poor, even for 1933’s standards. the sound design is jarring and discombobulated, and none of the characters are memorable, especially buddy. this cartoon should’ve been called elmer’s day out instead.
however, i don’t like to completely bash things. i’m an optimist and always try to look on the bright side. the backgrounds were painted nicely, and the music was good. buddy’s design is VERY cute here. he looks his best in this cartoon. his 1935 design is okay, better than the next design we’ll be seeing. though tom palmer’s direction is sloppy, it WAS his first directorial job. i’m sure he was a much better animator at disney than he was director here. also, leon shlesinger opened up his studio on sunset boulevard. 2 years later, termite terrace would be born, and the world would never know peace since. so, in a weird way, buddy led to bugs, to daffy, to porky... especially since his lack of success led to i haven’t got a hat, which introduced a pool of new characters to be used in upcoming in shorts, including a little stuttering pig i happen to know. so buddy has caused good! but in a rather bad way.
i wouldn’t recommend this cartoon, but at the same time, i absolutely do recommend it. watch it for yourself and see how messy it is. it got a few good laughs out of me the first time i watched it, but all from making fun of it.
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24. Part 2
My mind is just somewhere else, I don’t think I met the promo team or maybe I did but I think it’s always been my dad to do it. I need to get my ass in gear, I need to be on this shit. The opening is what, next month. Just before new year comes in but then it clashes with Christmas and this is my daughter’ first Christmas and we will be in Dubai, I just know it. What a mess, how did I know this would all happen, I didn’t think I would be a father. The hotel opens, we already have reservations. People rather do Christmas abroad then their own home which I don’t care for her, most of this reservations are spectators, media, friends, family. It’s like nearly booked, I need to make it good. Give back to Dubai in a way of thanking them that they let me do such a thing. So much to think about, and then the New Year, I’m going to have to do something spectacular to bring it in. That hotel is a money maker and I know it, rubbing my forehead as the traffic slowly moved “how come you never thought of getting yourself a bodyguard? The rich, the famous they all have it” I shrugged not caring “I don’t care for it Jay. I like to live my life lowkey but it just seems to expose itself and I hate it” I am a private person about shit, I was exposed to that life and to be honest I didn’t want it “but the more you get exposed, the more people see you they will know you. I only knew who you was and what you are, is because of your parties, I have been to a few with clients. I would see you around, and I asked and they called you a kid with money but everyone liked you” my smile grew “the reason why I threw parties? It was just to have a busy house, to know there was people there even if they didn’t care, I did anything to not go back to Texas. The life drives you crazy, that and the fact I was probably high as shit, people remember my parties I don’t remember shit. The only time I remembered a party was because I had Jay Z there and I was like oh shit, I didn’t do drugs or anything but damn I was craving it” Jay chuckled “you had an eventful life, that’s not a bad thing right?” I shrugged “that’s why I say, why do I need a bodyguard now. I needed it when I was flat on my face not knowing who I was, so it’s fine” I don’t need it now.
I am glad to be out of that traffic, luckily because it took so damn long to get out of the hospital, Al finished so that is a blessing to just go home. I honestly just want the home to myself with my family and just rest it out, I’m just feeling somber about shit. Maybe because I am in deep thought about things but I should see how far I have actually come in my life and not feel it, that’s what led me to drugs but not this time. Spending time with Robyn and Reign will heal me, I just need some time “home sweet home” pressing the butting on the remote to open the gates “I’ve been actually dying to come home, to be in comfort. That is it” Robyn said in the back “I understand that feeling babe, I just want to snuggle up to you my love, but you do have everything you need from Jay? You got his number? He’s part of the family now Robyn, you can’t just plan random things and go out like that” she better use this bodyguard “but I’m going to see my friends at work, show them the baby. Damon text” of course he did “why?” Why is he even texting her “because he’s my friend, they didn’t know that I was in hospital. My phone been offline, they are happy for me” so she texts Damon, if I text Ally that’s like a bad crime “right” that is so stupid.
I am annoyed now, I have annoyed myself. Pulling into the drive, Robyn’ parents are already here, they must have drove quicker than me. I mean I am annoyed that Robyn is just like yeah I text some random man, I don’t care who he is. Parking up behind Terry’ car “awwww look at that, they all here for me” Robyn Gushed, opening the car door “wait before we go inside” I said as I opened Robyn’ car door “come” holding my hand out, she don’t deserve shit because I am annoyed that she is reacting Damon, why tell him or even them, fuck them “what is it?” Robyn stared at my hand “seriously? Just come” Robyn finally placed her hand in mine, helping Robyn out of the car “Damon huh?” Robyn scoffed “we’re not doing this, please no. Look, we can talk later” Nodding my head “anyways, I need to cover your eyes, I have a surprise for you” walking around Robyn “what have you done now?” Robyn is reluctant in letting me do this “just walk, come on” placing my hands over Robyn’ eyes.
Robyn is so slow, I wish she would just walk properly “I am so scared to see what you have done Maurice, it’s late too. Is it scary?” shuffling Robyn to turn around “it’s not, you will love it” i smiled at the Mercedes night edition coupe “if it’s scary I might just faint” she is so dramatic “why would you think I would scare you” moving my hands away stepping back “surprise baby, I wanted you and my daughter to be safe so here” moving away, Robyn’ mouth fell open staring at the Mercedes Benz white coupe. She didn’t say a word but just stared “you’re lying?” She pointed at me “why would I? It’s yours, including the red bow tie” Robyn placed her hand over her mouth “wow!! Maurice, this gift is like my dream!!!” Leon shouted “no way, oh my god!! This car is beautiful” Robyn giggled “I’m in shock, oh my god” Robyn walked over to me “awww baby, thank you. I cannot repay you, no way. Look at it!” She pointed at her new car “Maurice” Robyn’ eyes welled up, she wrapped her arms around my body “thank you baby” I laughed holding Robyn close “it’s ok, I hope you like it. It’s the night edition. I just wanted you to drive in class” watching Thomas walk over to me “this car is amazing” Robyn is always so emotional.
Shawn stood at the side of me “nice car nigga, what did you do? How did you even deal with ordering the car?” Shawn knows I do nothing for myself, I usually get my assistant “honestly, I called up the dealership. I said it needs to be white four by four, my woman will be driving it. I want all the good stuff. That was it, now look. The guy sent me a picture and I was like perfect, that’s it” Robyn looks so happy and I love it “proud of you” Shawn nudged me “you got a family, ain’t seen you so happy. It makes me emotional but I still see that look in your face bro, you know I see it. You do check on yourself yeah? You do check on yourself right?” Licking my lips “I do, I’m good Shawn. I just want Robyn happy and safe, that’s it” my smile grew watching Robyn giggling with Leon “I’ll be gone tomorrow but you need to update me with Reign and just watch your family on things, I’ll still have your back” rubbing my face smiling “I know Shawn, shit will be fine. You know me, I get on with it” watching Robyn walk over to me “I can’t thank you enough, seriously. Oh my god, thank you. You’re the best” looking down at the side of me, who the hell let Khaleesi out “get off” all on my jeans and shit “awww no, I have missed you. Come here girl” here Robyn goes, she loves this dog so much.
Robyn has not put the dog down “you both look so settled now it’s cute” Leon gushed “I am so happy, look at this. Khaleesi matches my car, all white everything” Robyn is so happy, I love it “how much was this?” Leon walked over to me, is he recording me “my girl got a new car, bitch look at this!” he walked off showing the car off “I think maybe we should go inside” I want to hug on my daughter “oh wait, I think it’s a cute, time for you both to have a picture. Come on, Robyn you would want that” why do people love pictures in this place “come on parents” Leon walked back a little “actually, Malik too. I think it’s a cute thing. I mean Jay, you fine but no. You just look after Reign” sighing out laughing “come here Khaleesi” Robyn waved over the dog as she ran to her, Robyn picked her up “come on now, together” placing my arms around Robyn neck lightly, Roybn looked up at me “thank you handsome” smiling down at Robyn “don’t be” I don’t want her to say thank you “all done” frowning at Leon but I barely even looked “ok then” I guess we can go in now.
Holding Reign’ car seat “welcome home baby” I am the first to walk inside “awww look at what uncle Shawn did for you” placing the car seat on the couch “awww who did the balloons that say welcome home Reign? That is adorable” unbuckling Reign out of the car seat, how the hell do you get the baby out of this, like I need to support her head at the same time. I am confused, I know how to do it but I can’t get my arms to do what I think is right “are you ok there?” Terry said, looking away from the car seat “not really, I am confused. So uhm, how do I exactly get her out? Like I don’t want to hurt her?” Terry cooed out “come here, you won’t hurt her. Always just support the head and body, you can scoop her out. Both hands here” watching Terry “I am not doing it, you are. I am just showing you an example. Hold her head and then the second hand the body. Bring her close to you and rest her on your shoulder, that was be the easiest way for you, go on” do I have to do this “no it’s ok, I don’t want too” I backed out of doing it “you sure?” walking back a little “why not?” I jumped at Robyn behind me “just because, so yeah. You ordering pizza Shawn?” Changing the subject.
I am actually so cold right now, pulling my hood up over my head “I am upset with you, you said tomorrow why you going now?” Shawn said tomorrow and now he needs to go, I stopped walking down the steps “business is business, you know this. I have to go, be back in time for morning work. You know I got you, come” walking down the rest of the steps “thank you Robyn and nice meeting you all” Shawn waved at the family, they still here too and it’s late “it’s shame you have to go though Shawn” placing my cigarette between my lips “I know, I have too but I will be back” pulling open the door, Malik is going to drive him to the airport. Stepping outside as I lit my cigarette “Malik, did my jet come back or his Naomi still using it?” I am not even sure “I can’t say, knowing her. Still using it” that could be true “ok, bye” Shawn said behind me “you, negro. You need to just you know, think of you aight? You ain’t even supposed to be smoking either” I shrugged walking off towards my car “he is all upset his boyfriend is going, look at him” Malik assumes he is funny but he isn’t, he really isn’t funny at all.
I love what Al has done to my office, I feel like scarface and I got cigars in this place, I should be asleep but I have work to catch up on. I have to actually read my own contracts, I am finding it ever so boring. Actually it may be later but I need to find out if my jet is back, this is the shit I have to do now. Malik is useless as shit, picking my phone up from the desk. Tapping Naomi’ name, sitting back in the chair placing my phone against my ear. It’s late but she ain’t got fuck all to do “you know to call my work phone” she has just woke up, I know that voice “I’m not stupid, I mean come on. I have been married to you long enough, asleep was you?” which I know she was “funny, what is it?” looking at the photo on my desk, I don’t remember putting a framed picture of my dad and I “oh yeah, my jet where is it? I have to chase up my own shit now?” I don’t even have the numbers to my pilots, I don’t do this shit at all “not with me, I used to come back with but that is it. Try your pilots” I chuckled “Naomi, Ally did this. I don’t know, I need to find someone else. Anyways, you good?” I had to ask “I am living, I am ok thank you. Goodnight” least she is ok “night” disconnecting the call.
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Tinfoil Discussions: One Piece Wano Arc
So this is gonna be a new thing; I don’t particularly post on Tumblr but I am the kinda guy who likes to put thoughts out there, so this is the first ‘Tinfoil Discussion’ where I’ll just be ranting personal opinions of various mediums. This first discussion involving One Piece’s Wano Arc.
It’s worth noting that there are Spoilers enclosed in this discussion up to One Piece Chapter 954, if you’re not caught up then I would advise not reading this until then...unless you’re not worried about spoilers. Also this’ll be an essay, no light reading here I have a lot flowing through my head.
So the Wano Arc has been something we’ve been waiting long for, not just because it was promising to be a Zoro-heavy arc but because it had been mentioned continuously and central to many elements of One Piece Lore; it’s where the Meito are made, the Poneglyphs were carved and is the den of Yonko, Kaido. Right now we’re in the second act of the arc, in 5 days the Ninja-Samurai-Pirate-Mink Alliance will take back Wano from Shogun Orochi and then hope to defeat (and potentially even kill) Kaido in Onigashima
Here’s the But though, is that enough time?
Because I don’t actually think so anymore. Undoubtedly the Fire Festival will not go to plan, not that anything ever will, but such bodes the question where we go after. Right now I can only think of two routes; the first is that the Wano Country Arc is utilizing a 5-Act Structure rather than the 3 that’s common with story narrative or Wano is the setting of 2 Arcs (Similar to Jaya/Skypeia or Water 7/Enies Lobby): Wano Country and the ‘War of Wars’ arc. Either one is something I am all for, even both would make narrative sense, so how will it pan out?
What will go wrong?
(Note if the discussion cut off here I apologise, it seems CTRL+Enter is to post)
The Obvious thing that will halt the Straw Hats is the Alliance between Kaido and Big Mom, both of whom having an axe to grind with Luffy due to their activities in Punk Hazard, Dressrosa and Whole Cake Island. There’s also other things at play though; the threat of Law ending his alliance (doubt he will), Edward Weevil’s pursuit of Marco, the creation of Sea Prism Stone weapons, CP0 in the Flower Capital and the lingering uncertainty that is what Kyoshiro is planning. All of these will likely lead to the Alliance either failing at Onigashima or failing to reach Onigashima, hopefully the latter, but that does not mean that the arc will be for naught. The Straw Hats are not strangers to taking the Big Picture L; Water 7, Sabaody, Marineford and WCI prove this, so what matters to this stage of Wano (possibly Act 3) is the small victory.
The Small Victory
The plan on paper is simple; meet at the port, usurp the vulnerable capital, sail to Onigashima, defeat Kaido. Since the last two as we’ve covered are where the L starts to take shape, the victory must lie in saving the people of Wano and fulfilling Toki’s prophecy. Usurping Orochi does not seem to be as troublesome as defeating Kaido, even ‘Hiyori’ was able to throw him into a wall, the only true threat level is in Kyoshiro and the All Stars. This is something that can easily pan out the alliance’s way, but the victory could be gifted rather than seized. As I mentioned, Kyoshiro has yet to play his hand, how ‘Hiyori’ faked her death still unknown, it would seem that the Yakuza boss has his own plans, something that when the Alliance comes could end the usefulness of Shogun Orochi. As a result, Kyoshiro may allow the Alliance to take Orochi down, losing the battle so he can fight in the War. This theory also aligns with why I’m using parenthesis on Kozuki Hiyori - I still don’t trust her. But we’ll get to that, the other victory that would need to be addressed is the cure for SMILE, a role that may happen before or after claiming the Capital, it is certainly a thread we must resolve before leaving Wano and it can be proving ground for Chopper’s medical expertise - already impressive since he easily remedied Queen’s Mummy virus.
Kozuki ‘Hiyori’
Even if she is Hiyori - not that Kawamatsu recognized her, there is the consideration that the considered ‘most beautiful courtesan in Wano’ may be on Kyoshiro’s side. For over a decade he did look after her and they made a note that she knows how to play the long con, Kyoshiro also compares the courtesan like one of his own family, something she may feel like her Father didn’t provide. This could make her the anti-Pudding of the arc, which some may be annoyed by but it would be an ironic juxtaposition since Pudding played the ‘Woman as Temptress’ role for Zoro’s...rival? Brother? Brival? Sanji, whatever Sanji is, but Hiyori has done little to truly connect with Zoro the way she has tempted other men, woman even jumped into bed with him while he slept and he wasn’t impressed. So her turning on her kin can also give a unique personal twist to the Oden Clan’s involvement against Kaido and it may gift Shusui to Kyoshiro for his and Zoro’s proper clash, Enma possibly being a fake as she finally found something she can con out of Zoro - that could just be me wanting Zoro to keep the black blade though. This is whether she is indeed Kozuki Hiyori, and not someone who knows the story, though I’m 80% sure she is on that front, Oda is a man of misdirection.
The Reverie Connection
Part of what makes me think that Wano will go beyond the Fire Festival is this connection to the Reverie, the brilliant mini-arc left on a cliffhanger as intermission between Acts 1 and 2, and slightly carried by Bege’s cover story, but it had information that bled into Wano. Come Act 2′s end, I expect the Reverie arc to resume so that we get new action, the Alliance of Big Mom and Kaido will certainly reach the Marines, through moles or CP0 as they return, this is likely what’s going to cause them to converge and let us know more about the Rox Pirates. This may also be position for another mystery of One Piece to rear itself: Dr Vegapunk. Vegapunk is hot commodity, he knows how to manipulate seastone, has most likely treated the Punk Hazard children and knows about the Vinsmoke genetics from his old partnership with Judge, there is also the Warlord Replacement Fujitora and the hidden Ryokogyu have discussed. Atop of the Im and Revolutionary plot notes will lead plenty of butterfly effects for mid and post-Wano storyline, but for Kaido to get his war the WG would need to get involved (and they’d want to keep an eye on the land that wrote the poneglyphs), and it will take time either way, much more than 5 days.
What the Aftermath of the Fire Festival Will Bring
The Alliance’s initial failure to defeat Kaido is likely what’ll lead to the thing that makes Oda tout that Wano will make Marineford look small. The convergence of the WG will bring big guns and showcase some more of the Marine’s strength of force and how it can impact the rest of the world, with hope I’d like to see Tashigi get the arc she was due from Wano too, she is a swordswoman and this is the land of swords, also I’m tired of people calling her weak (all her opponents are high tier; Monet almost killed Luffy, Vergo almost broke Sanji’s leg, Law cut a mountain and Vergo in half, I could go on), moments for characters to step up can be built properly in this time as well, because all the Straw Hats need that next level bolster. Sanji may have the Raid Suit, Nami may have Zeus and Luffy is learning the Advanced Haki but the likes of Zoro, Usopp, Chopper, Robin and potentially Franky can use this stage to properly announce themselves to the world. We can also use this time for the much-theorized Zoro origin lore, Poneglyph stuff and Marco’s message to Luffy, this may also provide time to pick up threads left by WCI; Jimbei, the Vinsmokes, Pedro, this may also provide time for Big Mom’s remaining forces (primarily Pudding and Katakuri) and the Straw Hat Grand Fleet to converge on Wano also. There are also loose ends with Wano; the person Hitetsu is waiting for, Kidd’s Crew, Denjuro, Ox Third Boy, Basil Hawkins (hope that guy is alive), the possibility of a codenamed Ace of Kaido’s crew, the frustrating absence of Carrot throughout most of the arc (such a downfall from potential Nakama to not even in background), possibly even the Oars connection to Kaido’s Numbers, above all of them however is the appearance of someone that has been frequently hinted as of late...
Gekko Moria
Moria isn’t popular with fans, but his positioning in Wano is something we should take note, Bege was going to Thriller Bark, Moria has escaped Blackbeard’s clutches, Perona is looking for him and his graverobbing has been mentioned. I think Moria could get involved in Wano, and be partly instrumental in allowing Zoro to keep Shusui, his axe to grind with Kaido may also be a useful weapon against him and Big Mom, using Zombie Samurai to improve numbers. Like Buggy and Cesar, he may end up being a reluctant temporary ally to the Straw Hats. Moria can also provide Blackbeard intel, but I don’t expect him to stick, may go the way of Bellamy and bow out after.
So that’s stuff that mulls around my head, theories of factor as to why I expect Wano to last longer, possibly even beyond Chapter 1000. To conclude I’ll just throw on some mini theories I have:
Zoro will at least buddy with Onimaru the Lion Fox, for a while. Zoro is fox in Spanish and he has Shimotsuki connections even if he isn’t of their clan due to Koushiro living in Shimotsuki village
We’re gonna learn something about Ace, he was a Spade Pirate and Kaido names his ranks after playing cards, there is a link
Luffy, Law and Kidd will fight together, just as they did in Sabaody
The Crew will only properly reunite in Onigashima, where they will have a Walk
We’ll learn of why Wano was the City of Gold, and Caribou may reap from it (I like his face turn but I don’t trust his greed)
Sandai Kitetsu will break, probably to Kyoshiro’s hand - this could be a la Rurouni Kenshin, whose Sakabato was destroyed
Kaido will face Monster Point Chopper, Chopper and his Rumble Balls should really be something Kaido would want
Big Mom will betray Kaido (’mama always makes the preemptive move’), Hawkins will join a new crew (I think he was betrayed, there were cuffs on the wall where he lay before Law) - be it Big Mom or the Grand Fleet and Momo will not be the next Shogun, I guess Hyou could be but he was a Yakuza leader, but Momo wants to learn about Zou and I think he’ll stick with that
Dogstorm and Nekomamushi will go Su Long
As well as the Bounty Increase, several Straw Hats will get new titles. Titles like ‘Pirate Hunter’, ‘Cat Burglar’, ‘Devil Child’ and ‘Cotton Candy Lover’ are not befitting of crew members anymore
So yeah, got that all off my chest...I won’t just talk about One Piece I’ll have more, if anyone reads hope it had some refreshing insights, if not then we’ll see how wrong I was XD
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