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peachyjinx · 2 years

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Holding Back [Loki Laufeyson x Female Reader] 18+

Relationship: Loki x Female Reader

Summary: You are a new mutant recruit in training with the Avengers, and Loki is brought in to teach you how to use your powers.

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI! Eventual smut

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Chapter 4:

The Dinner

Word Count: 2727

Summary: You see Loki for the first time since your last session and he's not acting like you'd expect. You go out to dinner with the Avengers.

Warnings: References to masturbation, a little angsty, the Avengers getting drunk, Reader is getting a bit drunk and a bit desperate

Today you wake up in a bad mood. The alarm went off and you looked at your phone, angry at its existence.

Why are you so cranky? Is it because you know that you have to see Loki tomorrow and you’re still mad at him? The fact that you don't feel like you are far enough along in training as you should be? Or this fancy dinner Tony is making you all go to this evening to get to know the new recruits?

You drag yourself out of bed, and head downstairs for breakfast, still a bit groggy. You slowly walk down the corridor, only to see Loki in the kitchen with Thor. You feel your eyes narrow as you watch the brothers for a moment, as they laugh and tell Bucky stories of a village they had saved on Vanaheimr. And speaking of the female conquests they had.

"He could bewitch whatever beauty he wanted to with his Silver tongue", Thor pointed to Loki, who stood proudly with his arms crossed and smirked.

You snort, yea I bet he could, when he's not being a total ass.

You feel their eyes snap towards your direction as they hear your approach, but you keep walking as if you have the kitchen to yourself.

"Lady Y/N! How are you this fine morning?", Thor asked, his booming voice obnoxiously loud.

"Just fine, thanks," you don't try to cover the sound of irritability in your voice.

Maybe if Loki and Thor weren't in my space bragging about all the women they slept with. Ugh, I need to get laid, this is the worst. I wonder if Bucky would be into a quickie…?

“Do you remember those maidens in the pub on the Mount of Slottir? They looked as though they were goddesses themselves! And that one, she could put her legs around her-," Thor continues the conversation.

Loki clears his throat.

"AHEM. Perhaps we could change our conversation considering our present company", he nods in your direction.

"Oh don't worry about Y/N, she could tell you guys tales!" Bucky chuckles, and you roll your eyes.

"Oh? A fair many conquests?", Loki inquires, looking at you with a mischievous grin and a wink. This is the first time he's spoken to you since he yelled at you last week, and you want to either punch him or kiss him- you're not sure which.

He never came around on Sunday mornings, what is he doing here anyways? You look at his clothing- he’s wearing the Asgardian leathers that he wears during your lessons. He must’ve been sparring with Thor this morning.

"I don't kiss and tell," you reply with a sarcastic smirk as you open the fridge.

"Unless she's had a couple of drinks!," Bucky teases. Damnit, Bucky. You recall one night where you complained to Bucky about how you missed having a sex life- he didn’t need to broadcast it. You shoot him a glare and his smile disappears. You've got to get out of here, this is way too much for 8 am.

"Y/N, did you make these?", Loki gestures at the cookie in his hand. He gingerly takes a bite and continues to look you in the eyes as he chews. There is mischief in his eyes, and it feels as if he is taunting you, daring you to snap at him.

"Yup," you respond curtly and turn back to the contents of the fridge.

"Well they are divine, just like the brownies you gifted me. You are quite the talented baker." You can feel the blush on your cheek as you continue to look on the shelves for a breakfast that isn't there. This is absolute torture.

"Oh thanks, yea I thought they came out pretty good…", you trailed off. Is he complimenting you in front of others to disarm you? What is this game he's playing?

You decide you need out of this immediately, and close the fridge door.

"I'll see you guys later, I'm going to head out for breakfast," you turn around without looking at the group and hurriedly walk towards the elevators.

You let out a huge sigh of relief when you get in the elevator. You didn't realize you had been holding in your breath as you had left. Even though you are still mad at him, it didn’t curb your craving for him. You could feel the damp in between your legs forming. You need to masturbate and clear your mind before you do anything else. Your hope is that if you think of Loki when you touch yourself, your lust won’t keep bubbling to the surface. That always works, right?

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After the annoyance this morning, you had decided to get out of the tower for breakfast and some shopping as a treat to yourself. It had been a great distraction and helped with your mood. Now you were actually looking forward to the dinner at the high end Japanese fusion restaurant that Tony had rented out for your private party.

You look at yourself in the mirror after you’re done getting ready.

Not bad.

You have on your new little black dress and black and gold Manolo Blahniks you bought today. This is the first time you had taken advantage of Tony’s offer to charge to his account, and you were thankful for it. You had even gone to a salon for an updo, facial and makeup, making you feel particularly glamorous. Altogether, you were feeling like you would fit right in with the Avengers at a swanky restaurant uptown. You were excited to be just with the team tonight, and no more weirdness with that sexy Prince who haunted your dreams.

First he's nice, then he's mean, now he's sort of flirting? What is it with this guy? I definitely should not have gotten a crush on the God of Chaos.

You resolve to put him out of your mind- tonight was about you and the team, and to maybe think more about what Bucky had said about you joining the next mission.

Loki had been a huge distraction in your decision. Do you think you were good enough? Were your powers showing enough promise? Were you ready for all of this superhero business? Or was it time to cut your losses?

Your mind swirled, thinking about the last few months as you finished getting ready and headed downstairs to your car. Setting aside the Loki stuff, you still had to figure out if you belonged here.

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You arrive at the restaurant early, so you can pick out a seat by Steve and Bucky. You are relieved to see the friends have already arrived. Early as always- you knew you could rely on Steve to be punctual.

"Well well, look what the cat dragged in," Bucky jokes as you walk up to the large table. He stands up and smiles, “Looking gorgeous, Doll”. He is in a black suit with a deep red shirt underneath- you don’t see him dressed nicely often, but it suits him. He hugs you gently and gives you a chaste peck on the cheek.

“Thanks, Bucky,” you smile shyly back at him.

Steve stands and steps over to you, his eyebrows raised in surprise. He is dressed in a well tailored blue button down shirt which is accenting his wide shoulders, and tight on his arms and chest. You are suddenly reminded of why you had fantasized about him before you had met Loki.

"Hi, Y/N, you look…. amazing, " Steve compliments you awkwardly. You have never seen him like this- he is almost flustered. Bucky smirks at Steve and gives you a nod.

"Thanks, I figured that even if I don't act the part of a chic superhero, I should look it,” you gesture at your outfit.

You settle in with Steve and Bucky, while the others pour in. The new recruits arrive - Wanda and Vision- along with Nat and Clint, and Tony at the head of the table. You are settling in as the servers arrive to take drink orders.

As you watch your new companions chatting with each other, your eyes fall on the last person you wanted to see- Loki. He saunters in after Tony and takes his seat near the opposite end of the table- diagonally from you, making it hard to ignore him. He’s dressed in a black suit with crisp white shirt and black tie. He looks amazing, as usual. He looks at you and smiles and winks. You feel your heart beat faster, as you realize your masturbation session this morning had been in vain.

As your side of the table snacks on appetizers, you introduce yourself to Wanda and Vision, and listen to their story for a bit before turning back to Steve and Bucky. You adjust how you’re sitting so that Loki is no longer in your line of sight, making it easier for you to relax.

Dinner is delicious, and although Loki is present at the table, you have managed to actually enjoy yourself and your friends’ company. The drinks have helped you decompress, and you’re feeling warm all over as you enjoy your conversations.

You find that you can get Steve really talking when you ask him about his drawings, and you are charmed by his love of the craft. You enjoy the mens’ generosity and effort they put into finding common ground in your discussion, as they bring up modern culture they’re learning about.

The evening has progressed, and the other side of the table has become more rowdy, as the attendees get more drunk and animated. Nat and Clint are arguing about a previous assignment, but they’re speaking in codes so no one can follow what they’re talking about. You can hear the laughter at the end of the table, and then a voice calls out to you.

"Hey, Y/N, c'mere, Loki's telling me about your training, but I wanna know what you have to say!", Tony shouts down from the other end of the table, clearly drunk.

Oh this will be fun.

You stand up and walk to the end of the table, trying to be as graceful as possible despite the pumps and the alcohol in your system.

"Good evening, Y/N. You are looking positively exquisite this evening. I was just telling Stark that had you only tapped into your true feelings, you could hone your skills better. You're blocking yourself and therefore preventing yourself from advancing," Loki held up his glass of red wine toward you and took a drink.

You could feel the heat rise in your face as you take in Loki’s summary, anger seeping into every part of your body.

"Is that true, Bubbles?", Tony asked.

"Don't call me that," you snapped and glared at him.

"I think if my teacher wasn't an arrogant ass, I would've progressed more," you glared at Loki. You don't even know why you are mad at him, he's probably right. But he didn't need to talk about your training like this in front of everyone.

Nat and Clint call out, "Oooooo" in unison like a sitcom. You try to ignore them, and the eyes of the others that are shifting to the conversation.

“You had one difficult session, and then you had to take a week off,” Loki bit back, staring hard at you. You feel your hands balling into fists, and you imagine jumping over the table and strangling him.

“I was getting better!! I used my powers to move something! Training was going just fine, and then you had to go and be a dick!!”, you shouted at him, the drinks loosening your tongue.

Loki laughed coldly, “Yes, you accomplished the one task that I had asked of you. And then you promptly gave up." He maliciously smiled at you while taking another sip of his wine.

The whole table is now quietly staring in shock at the scene unfolding. You can feel yourself start to tremble in anger and you decide to exit this conversation before you are kicked off the team. You hear Tony start to interject, but turn around and quickly head down towards the ladies' room, tucked into the back of the restaurant.

As you walk down the hallway, you see a green cloud of magic, and Loki appears at the end, arms crossed and looking at you.

"You've been avoiding me tonight, Darling", he stares down at you.

You look at him briefly and pause to take a deep breath. You reply as coolly as you can, "No I haven't. Maybe you're just not used to getting attention all the time". You try to walk past him to go into the ladies room, but he grabs your arm and pulls you towards him.

"What are you doing?" You ask, looking into his eyes with anger. You can hear your heartbeat loudly slamming in your ears, and your body feels like it’s on fire.

"We haven't seen each other in nearly a week. And yet, I am greeted with nothing but cold deference from you. Tell me, what have I done to offend?", his voice light and airy, as he feigns innocence.

"Our last training session you were a total asshole to me, Loki! Don't act like you don't remember, because I do. I didn't appreciate you treating me like that! And then you have to bring it up in front of everyone? What the HELL is the matter with you?!", you rip your arm from his grip.

Loki sneers at you and starts to laugh. He steps closer to you and leans in, his face now inches from yours.

His voice is now deeper with a hint of delight, "Now there's the fire. And here I thought you were but a timid mouse. It turns out you're quite fierce when you want to be. And I’m the God of Mischief, I don’t know what else you would expect," he smiles down at you, a glint of excitement appearing in his eyes.

You glare at him, but heat is flooding to your sex. His deep voice has stoked the fires of your lust, and his body this close to yours has your pulse racing. You can smell the wine on his breath as it mixes with the cologne he’s wearing, creating an alluring scent. And with the suit, tight to his body and accenting his tall frame and broad shoulders, he is incredibly intimidating up close. You feel hot all over, and electricity spreads throughout your body. You have an overwhelming need to kiss him right now.

“Hey, Y/N, you okay?”, Nat’s voice calls from behind you. Loki shifts his gaze to the redhead walking towards you both, and straightens his body away from yours.

You turn away from Loki and force a smile, “Oh yea, everything’s fine, Nat. We’re done here”.

She looks at you both suspiciously, but you know she can tell what’s going on between the two of you.

“Oh…okay…well just let me know if this greasy jerk is bothering you,” Nat says casually and turns around to head back to the dinner.

You do not look back at Loki, and step quickly into the bathroom. You walk straight to the sink, breathing heavily and bracing your hands on the counter to hold yourself up.

Looking at yourself in the mirror, you see you are visibly shaking. You realize now that this lust mutual, Loki obviously feels the same way. Something almost happened between you two, and Nat saw it.

Shit. This is bad, this is so so bad. Is Nat telling everyone now?

You assure yourself that nothing actually happened, and anything Nat saw was just an intense conversation. You take some deep breaths and wait a few more minutes to gather the courage to go back out to the table and act like nothing happened. You can think about Loki later.

You walk back down the hall to your party’s table, and briefly glance over the group - Loki is gone. You sigh in relief as you return to your chair. No one asks you about the fight that had unfolded, and you’re thankful. You assume Steve likely told the group to leave it alone. You decide to bury your feelings again, and try to enjoy the rest of the evening with your friends.

Chapter 5- The Breaking Point

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imonthinice · 3 years

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The Criminal Psychology Majors, Jason Todd x Fem!Reader Part 5/?

Word Count: 2.8k

Author’s Note: Y/N - Your name, A/N - Any name ( your best friend’s name)

Part 5! This is going well, I think, I hope you like it :)

So last night, I finished two parts to this series, and guess what? Turns out when Tumblr glitches you have no rights and suddenly all your work is gone! If you need me, I’ll be crying in my writer’s corner

Warnings: Swearing, Trauma, Family Issues, Left on a cliffhanger lol :) sue me, no beta bitch we die like Jason Todd

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9) (Part 10) (Part 11) (Part 12) (Part 13) (Part 14) (Part 15) (Part 16) (Part 17) (Part 18) (Part 19) (Part 20)

Down girl, you’ve been on two dates, did he even open up to you fully? A/N texted back to Y/N, who took a quick break to the bathroom to compose herself and fix her hair after Jason, the man she was casually seeing, opened up to her about his father and his father’s criminal record as well as his mother and his mother’s passing.

Yes he opened up to me! But we’ve been spending all day flirting and I told him about how my father is an immigrant and how I tell everyone I am legally a bastard, and I just don’t know, is it too soon to say I like him?

Go get him, Girl. Go get him.

In the other room, Jason was hastily texting his brother Dick, who has been in a relationship with Barbara for a while now, and is deeply committed to her. So, he needed advice.

How did I know when to kiss Barbara? Do you want to kiss Y/N? Dick asked back to Jason.

Yes I want to kiss her you idiot, but when do I do it? We’ve only been on two dates.

Why don’t you take her to a fancy restaurant out of the city where you aren’t being watched constantly and she isn’t flipping off the paparazzi, and then do it? Also, Bruce thinks her flipping off the pap twice is very funny, shockingly.

As soon as he received that text, she walked back out of the bathroom, this time, letting her hair down out of the bun it is usually in.

“You look nice with your hair down, Y/N.”

“You think so? I usually have it down when I don’t have classes.”

“I do think so.”

“Well, thank you, Jason,” she purred, sitting back down in her chair, opposite him.

“Bruce saw your shenanigans with the pap, he apparently thinks it’s funny.”

“Your family is checking in on you? Can’t they trust me?” she said, in a completely sarcastic tone.

“Well, I was just bragging about how lovely I find you.”

“Kind of you to do so, Jason,” she placed her hands on his and had to lift herself up slightly to lean into him, not to kiss him or anything, but to be closer to him.

“Your love language is physical attention,” he smirked at her, “I can tell by how you grab me, Y/N.”

“Don’t psych me out now, we’re having fun!” she whisper-yelled at him.”

“I do it when I’m nervous,” he assured.

“What’s there to be nervous of?” she asked.

“The pretty girl leaning into my face making moves on me?”

“You want me to stop?”

“No,” he grinned, “no chance I want you to stop.”

And then his phone rang. He picked it up to hear a very panicked Bruce on the other end,

“Jason, here, now.”

“Okay, okay.”

He hung up and grabbed her hands and leant in, like he was going to kiss her, but only rest his forehead against hers,

“This has been lovely, really, but that was Bruce and he needs me, I’m sorry,” he whispered down to her.

“I understand, we can always go on more dates.”

“I hope we do, see you later, Y/N.”

“See you, Jason.”

And he left. But there was something about the furniture in the house after he left, it smelled like him. Not in a weird way where she was obsessed with it, but she associated the smell with the feeling of riding through the city and the back roads like no one was watching, the feeling of being free, the feeling of being unstoppable.

And that, that was the beauty of the chase, the beauty of what she wanted, to be free, gone from her parents, gone from her twin sister, free.

But, she went to bed that night without even going to her car to pick up her notes. She did have class tomorrow, but it wasn’t criminal psych. It was regular psych. Which she wasn’t stoked for, that’s for damn sure.

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Waking up, she opened her phone at around 5am to see a text from Jason,

You know, I always wanted to try some restaurants in Metropolis, I know you don’t like it, but I know the press doesn’t follow me there. What do you say? (Yes I know it’s 3am I’ll tell you all about what happened and why I’m awake so late later lol)

She thought about it, scared that her parents would see her walking around with this guy they didn’t know. Fuck it, she thought, I only live once.

Jason, I would love to. And I hope that story is a good one.

He almost immediately shot back, Mornin’ and yeah, it is. Do you have class today? I can come get you from your’s and pick you up from class if you need it, I swear you won’t have to ride the motorbike in your home city.

I do have class, and you don’t have to but my class is at 3pm again if you’re willing.

Meet up at 12 and talk for a while? Might be fun.

My roommate will be here, though.

Well, you already inadvertedly met my best friend, remember the baker? His name’s Will Harper. I called in a quick favor to impress you and he’s a sucker for a good romance story.

Well, he seemed nice, and yeah, if you want to meet my roommate you can come over, Jason.

You can call me Jay if you want to, Y/N.

I gotta shower now, Jason, but I figured nick names would come out in time.

She put down her phone and went to shower.

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“Mornin’ A/N.”

“Y/N,”, she greeted happily, “the coffee’s already brewed by the way.”

“God I love you,” she blurted out.

“Yeah yeah, tell me the drama, did you guys have sex?”

“No, but he’s coming over today to meet you slash talk to me before taking me to class and then driving himself and I to Metropolis for dinner.”

“Escaping the cameras to go to the city that has your parents?” A/N questioned, seeming concerned.

“I know, I know, but I only live once and I doubt we’ll see them. If we do, I might just call him my boyfriend to get it over with. Have to talk to him about that though.”

“Honestly, have you told him how insane your parents are?”

“That’s what I’m planning on doing today, A/N.”

“Don’t scare him off, Y/N.”

Y/N scoffed and she went to go get her notes from last night, it was around 11:50am, so she knew that Jason would be here any minute, but she needed to get those notes into her room, she was right about Jason when he pulled down the street in a Porsche. Pulling into her driveway, Y/N waved at Jason while finishing to pull out her books from her beat up car. Quite the difference from the Porsche and her car, but she only noticed it for a few seconds before both doors slammed, in sync.

“Well, that was timed perfectly,” she said to Jason when he met up with her at her car.

“Wow, we’re magicians,” he joked, “Do you need help?” he asked.

“No, no, I can handle it myself, thank you.”

“Well, it doesn’t kill me to ask, you’re going to need help with that door though,” he mused.

“Oh no, you underestimate me, I can open doors with my hips, and I think I didn’t shut the door the whole way so I could do this easier,” she laughed and began to lead him up the driveway, like she had done last night before he ran off with Bruce.

“Thinking ahead?”

“Something I clearly didn’t do when saying we could go to Metropolis, I’ll admit.”

“What do you mean?”

“We have time to talk about it later, Jay, are you however, ready to meet my roommate?”

“No, but you only live once, Y/N.”

“You won’t die, I promise,” she said as she nudged the door open with her hip and greeted A/N, “Hey girl! This is Jason, entertain him while I file notes, maybe, I swear I’ll speed run it.”

“Entertain him? Are you serious? He’s your guest!” she joked.

“Hey thanks man really appreciate it,” Y/N joked before hastily walking towards her bedroom, this was obviously a song and dance they had done with A/N’s lover, so Y/N shot it back at A/N.

“Jason.”

“A/N, right?”

“Yes, sir, how are you today?”

“I’m good, was that a fight?” he questioned.

“No, don’t worry, it’s just the way I acted when I first brought my partner, person, thing, over. She’s just being spiteful. Trust me, if it was a fight, there’d be a lot more of a screaming match.”

“Well, that’s reassuring, I think.”

“So, Jason, do you like her?” she asked.

“We’ve been on back-to-back dates since Sunday, A/N,” he paused, “I really do.”

“Well, it is not like I am going to sit here and be like ‘Oh you can’t date her!’ and feign being upset about this, I mean it’s been 2 dates and you’re going on a third, if that’s not leading towards seriousness, I don’t know what is,” she assured him. He seemed to like this.

“How much has she told you? My secrets or anything?”

“God no, you’ll tell me those with time when we’re friends.”

“Well, I hope you’re a good friend to Y/N and myself, in the future, then.”

“The future is just around the corner. Don’t let Y/N escape you. She’s a catch,” she finished as Y/N reentered the room,

“Did you two have fun?” Y/N asked.

“I think we did,” Jason said.

“We did,” A/N assured, “you two can go to her room now, I’ll be fine.”

“I wasn’t worried you weren’t going to be, you always are.” Y/N said to A/N before grabbing Jason’s hand and taking him to her room. He hadn’t been in her room yet.

It was kind of a mess, I mean it wasn’t like they had a maid and they’re both broke college/university students. Notes were strewn across her desk, but that was expected with such a high-study class, the one they met in.

“You clearly like the colour red,” Jason said, pointing to the obvious red feature wall, grinning.

“Well, I told my sister to design my room last time she was over and she picked it based off of the criteria I gave her, she’s going to be an interior designer, and red was one of the colours I gave her,” Y/N said with a sigh, “That’s kind of the thing we need to talk about, my family,” she sighed again, “They are, special, to say the least.”

“Well, so is mine.”

“Yeah but,” she sat on her bed and he joined her, “My family is quite, how do you say it, Christian? They’re very hard to impress and if they see me running around the city with you they might expect you to be my boyfriend, not the guy I’ve known for 3 days and went on back-to-back dates with,” she rambled, “ Not that they wont like you! They’re just traditional, and I’m not and it drives a slight wedge between us,” she paused to look at him, “This is just a really long-winded warning about only a chance to meet them,” she finished.

“Well, that doesn’t scare me. You would understand why if you knew the Waynes, not that they’re traditional, they too, are just hard to impress,” he assured.

“Probably shouldn’t have flipped off the paparazzi then, honestly.”

“No, Bruce found that funny. And about last night, my brother, Damien, he’s the youngest Wayne and one of the only not-adopted ones, being 3 not adopted ones,” he paused, “Anyway, he broke his leg playing office chair racing in the Manor, and I needed to go to Bruce to get yelled at for bringing up the idea,” he laughed, “Bruce then told me after that if he was invited I wouldn’t have been yelled at,” he paused, “That was fun.”

“So, very posh and pristine family, and one of you broke your leg roughhousing in a very expensive Manor?”

“Only in Wayne Manor would that be a sentence.”

“Seems like you have your hands tied with your family,” she joked.

“I wouldn’t if the idiots stopped hurting themselves playing games when I’m on dates,” he retorted and laughed with Y/N.

It seemed crazy that these two would meet, since so many factors played into it, but she swore God saw the potential for this to happen and said, This, this deserves a shot to shine. And she was grateful. She didn’t exactly believe in God, but if God sent her this boy, she might change her mind on going to church with her parents when they invite her.

And that’s the beauty in the mystery, the beauty in the ‘Positive’ they claimed after not knowing what to do next but still powering through to go on dates, and they had gone on enough dates and spent at least 1 third of the last 3 days with each other. That was impressive. That was a good sign and they both knew it.

The next step was packing a few bags and going on 24 hour dates in the cities, but they weren’t ready for that yet. They both thought a first kiss would be better before that. Luckily, Jason wanted to kiss her today, and she wanted to kiss him today.

Before they knew it, they were in the Porsche driving through the streets she describes all-too well, blasting songs and screaming lyrics with Jason, a song stuck out and that was the Annapantsu’s Smooth Criminal Rendition with Caleb Hyles. Since the rendition had a multitude of riffs that Y/N adored, she would scream it and Jason would continue the male parts. It was peaceful yet the most high-pressure intense situation she had felt in a while.

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Getting out of class, she somehow avoided the paparazzi she had grown somewhat accustomed to over the days she had known Jason, she got back into the Porsche before they noticed she was even there, but then they noticed, and Jason fucking floored it to the streets and out of there.

He dropped her off at her place to get ready for an expensive dinner with him in Metropolis. She thought long and heard about what to wear to her date, but in the end, she decided on a nice pink dress her mother had bought for her back in Metropolis. She had told her daughter, Only wear this on a date with a man you think is endgame, now, she didn’t know if Jason was endgame, but she did want to put all the energy she could into the universe to make him worthwhile.

(This is the first time I’m going to include pictures! I think I’m getting the hand of Tumblr now hehe :) )

(If the skin tone doesn’t match your own, because you’re darker or paler, just imagine it’s yours :) you’re all beautiful in your own right and I’ll use pictures with varying skin tones as I progress the story)

She gave a little twirl in her mirror before taking a quick picture to send to one of her other class friends, who was wondering how things were going with Jason at the time. Her name was Artemis Crock, she knew that Art and Jason were friends, but she also liked Artemis Crock a lot, thinking that they were likely going to be good friends.

You’re going to make him swear up and down to Will that he is ‘Only seeing you casually’ while Will says he’s in love with you, you’re killing it. She shot to Y/N.

Y/N smiled and left her bedroom to go meet up with A/N, who wanted to make sure the dress she was wearing was cute, and it was,

“Holy shit! I said look cute, not make him your bitch, Y/N!”

“Potato, Potahto,” she laughed, “You really think I look worthy of a Wayne?”

“You always do, but you didn’t have to go THIS hard to prove a point. Only one tabloid said you weren’t enough for him,” she paused and Y/N thought about that tabloid, it upset her, sure. But she was completely aware that spite was going to fuel many of her next moves in the press, “Just the one tabloid.”

“And the one tabloid is enough to make me spiteful. Fuck them tabloids, girl, they can suck it,” she said.

“I don’t think Jason would appreciate if the tabloids blew you,” she joked.

“You don't know that, A/N,” she retorted.

“Do you know that?” A/N said as the doorbell rang, “I’m assuming that’s for you, have fun!” A/N said and waved as Y/N waved back and walked to answer the door. Yep, it was Jason.

“Woah,” he said, mouth agape, when she answered the door.

“Close your mouth, Romeo. You’ll attract flies,” she joked.

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modsou · 3 years

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Heyo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! may I please have Mishima, Mai and Shunsuke relationship headcanons? :-D

Hello :D of course you can, here you go:

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mishima, mai, shunsuke relationship headcanons!

Mishima loves your laugh so he will constantly be making jokes but he can barely get through them without laughing his azz off

He really likes making you happy in general so he often goes above and beyond just to see your smile

This might be seen as overbearing by some people but he is very observant of your behavior so he can give you advice, be able to tell what you're feeling, and whatnot

As an art teacher, he will offer to paint you a portrait, and he is very proud of his art, so he will be cocky about it if you let him paint you

Due to him being a teacher, he loves children! He thinks they are adorable and fun, and he often talks to you about his students

If you want children, he would dream of raising them with you

Very good listener, he is willing to sit down and hear you vent any time

He is actually an active listener too, he will never get bored of hearing you talk

Mishima is also a very calm person, he enjoys doing silent activities like drinking tea and reading books

He would enjoy making tea for the two of you so you could sit and enjoy each other's presence

He's also the type of person to really appreciate nature

He would probably take you hiking or sightseeing, or the two of you could sit near a river and paint your surroundings

He definitely wants to teach you about art

Mishima's ways of showing affection include hugging you from behind, holding you by the waist, and resting his hands on your shoulders

He likes gentle touches!

We know Mai is a baker, so she would incorporate that into your dates

Sometimes she would bake for you, sometimes the two of you would make something together

Whenever she tries a new recipe, you are the first person she asks to do a taste test

Mai would like cottagecore

The aesthetic, and the clothing, mostly

She would think it would be fun to match dresses with you (if you wear 'em)

She will call you names like Sweet Cheeks, Sugar, Dear

She's also flirtatious, always knowing how to get you to blush and fluster

Subtle ways of showing affection for her include pinching your cheeks, patting your head and eskimo kisses

Mai sometimes feels inferior because she has a hard time contributing, so she will often find you to console her

All she needs from you is a shoulder to cry on and a pat on the head, but words of wisdom are appreciated too

Like Mishima, she is a gentle and calm person, but is more likely to be rowdy

Date sites would include parks, concerts, themeparks, movies, etc.

She is so proud of having a partner like you!

She'll often brag about you to others, or brag about you to your face just so you know how much she loves you

Shunsuke is a simple man

Many nights with him include staying up watching tv, takeout, and then sleeping in the next morning

Though, sometimes he is insecure and believes he isn't enough for you, so expect him to surprise you with cliche gifts from time to time, especially on holidays

He is very domestic without even realizing it

He wakes up early to do chores and cleaning, even making you food at times

Like I said, one of his insecurities is being "boring" so he likes to imagine himself as your night in shining armor

At times like that he likes being the big spoon, or in any position with him holding you, or having you in his lap

It makes him feel like he has someone to protect

He is also easy to fluster, often blushing at compliments and things like that

He will try to get you back, but end up stuttering so much he just gives up

Out of the two others in his post, he is probably the most anxious in a relationship

Since he is already anxious in general, of course he is going to worry about how he is doing

He might refuse to vent to you about it, and instead bottle his emotions up inside, but he suffers from the asking-for-help-is-for-the-weak complex (idk if there is a name for that fhalsjfhskxn)

Sometimes if he bottles them up for too long he gets stressed and grumpy, but you should know how to deal with that since he is pretty much always grumpy in the mornings

With time, he will be able to open up to you, and soon you become the person he trusts most

Shunsuke sees you as an equal, no one "wears the pants" in the relationship

The two of you make decisions together, you're a team, and a darn good one

It's the two of you against the world!

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This was so fun to write! Thank you for requesting!

Whew, I am by no means a Mishima simp but writing for him made me feel happy, and Shunsuke and Mai were awesome to write for as well.

Hope you like it, and I'm sorry if it took a while :)

-Mod Hiyori

#yttd #your turn to die #your turn to die fluff #mishima kazumi #shunsuke hayasaka #mai tsurugi #yttd x reader #mod hiyori

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ladyanput · 5 years

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So Lila is having a party and hires Mari’s partners bakery to cater. The Batfam come over to surprise Mari with a visit. Mari has to work Lila’s party. The Batfam decide to help out. At the end of the party Lila decides to not pay for the pastries. And says “if Marinette was a friend she would give them to us for free.” The Batfam is pissed and put not only Lila but the entire class in their place. Sooooo much salt

This is also based off of a prompt @virgil-is-a-cutie sent me forever ago.

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Marinette stared down at the name on the catering order, dread curdling in her gut like sour milk.

Lila Rossi

"We're catering a party tonight?" Marinette looked up at her parents, who were frantically putting together the order that had been sent in last minute. The sight made Marinette's heart ache.

"The poor girl told us that her caterer cancelled on her last minute and this is for her birthday, so we decided to take it." Sabine smiled brightly, though it was obviously strained along the edges as she whipped up some more buttercream icing for the towering birthday cake they were putting together.

"I just hope we can find someone to help us cater on such short notice." Tom muttered as he took another batch of chocolate filled croissants out of the oven, filling the air with the buttery sweet scent.

"I could help!" Marinette spoke out quickly, then winced. She knew exactly what this party was, it was the one that Lila had been going on and on about for months, a big party where tons of celebrities would be, as well as Lila's millionaire boyfriend. There were also her braggings about getting special caterers from Spain, but Marinette assumed this was just Lila backpedalling with a new story of the caterers canceling on her last minute.

It was also a party that Marinette had not been invited to and was basically banned from by her class.

But still, she couldn't just let her parents deal with this alone, they didn't deserve that!

Her parents beamed and Sabine hugged her daughter tightly, just as the front door's bell jingled. Marinette peeked out of the kitchen and blinked in surprise with she saw four men standing in the bakery entrance. Four familiar men.

"What are you guys doing here in Paris?" Marinette pushed her way through the swinging door, rushing over to the four Wayne sons and throwing herself into Damian's arms, warmly kissing him

as she was picked up and spun around.

"We wanted to visit you." Tim offered, blinking in surprise when Marinette wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.

"We wanted to see you, Angel." Damian smiled, then shot a glare to his brothers, Jason specifically. "Though one is us simply wanted to stuff his ugly mug full of pastries. I swear, he'll end up fat with diabetes and alone for the rest of his life."

"Whatever, Demon Spawn, you're just jealous because Marinette likes making goodies for me more than you." Jason rolled his eyes, but scooped up Mari into a tight hug. "Your boyfriend here has been antsy to see you."

"Because I couldn't stand the sight of your face anymore." Damian shot back, before turning his gaze to Marinette once again. He noticed the lines of stress around her mouth, her eyes. Something was obviously bothering her. "Marinette, what's wrong?"

"Huh?" Marinette looked between the four guys nervously, fiddling with one of her pigtails. "Oh, nothing! It's just that we just got a last minute catering gig and we don't have enough catering staff. As in I'll be the only one serving alongside my parents."

Dick and Jason exchanged glances before the oldest Wayne boy reached out and set a hand on the girl's shoulder.

"Let us help you tonight, Mari. We wanted to spend time with you anyways, so this can help with the issue." Dick offered, smiling brightly down at her.

"No, I couldn't ask that of you! Besides, you've probably never catered before, I wouldn't want anyone getting hurt!" Mari stuttered out as her parents exited the kitchen, covered in flour, sugar, and sweat.

"Well, Angel, I'm sorry to say." Damian smiled, crossing his arms as he watched her. "You don't really have much of a choice."

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Looking back on it now, Marinette was more than happy the boys insisted. The entire school was at this party being hosted by Lila at Le Grand Paris. Marinette silently wondered how the hell Lila could afford this.

She served people the chocolate croissants, though kept clear of her classmates, not wanting to deal with any of that smack talk. From what she saw of the boys, they were doing superb, some of her classmates *cough* Sabrina *cough* Alya *cough* openly flirted with the beyond handsome guys.

As Marinette turned to serve a few kids from her art club, her stomach dropped at the sight of Lila walking over to her. Ever since Lila had turned seventeen, she had taken to wearing these tight clothes that hid nothing of her body. Marinette was pretty sure that tight orange evening dress Lila had on fit her like a second skin. And it obvious the girl was not wearing a bra, by the gods where was the bleach.

"Marinette! It was so kind of you and your parents to cater my party this evening! I really appreciate it, the food was lovely, there were even done croissants that weren't dried out." Lila grinned, her green eyes sparking with malice as their class surrounded them, shooting Marinette glares as they hadn't wanted the baker's daughter anywhere near this party to ruin it.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Lila." Marinette forced a smile, her hands gripping the edges of her platter tightly. She honestly wanted to chuck it at Lila and run. "My parents will be sending you the bill tomorrow."

Alya snorted, as well did the rest of miss Bustier's class. Lila joined in, her laughter drawing the attention of the nearby Damian.

"Very funny, Marinette. I know all about you not charging your friends. And you are such a good friend, right, to cater my birthday party for free? It's my eighteenth after all, you wouldn't want to make me cry on my birthday." Lila fluttered her lashes, but the threat was clear. If Marinette said no, Lila would put up a stink in front of the entire school and ruin the bakery's reputation.

"But... But this entire gig is worth about three hundred and forty euros." Marinette visibly paled, her eyes darting to her parents who were setting down the large birthday cake Lila had ordered, one with fifteen layers. They had worked so hard ever since two am that morning... It would be so much money down the drain.

"God, Marinette, don't be selfish! You catered to my birthday party last year, didn't you?" Alya snapped, crossing her arms as she cocked her hip.

"Yours was only a few trays of cupcakes, Alya.." Marinette began to tremble in anger as she noticed Lila tearing up. How dare they.. How dare they expect something this expensive for free?! Marinette was sure Lila was going to try and get this ballroom for free too, as well as the decorators!

"That is a bit ridiculous, don't you think?" Damian stepped up beside his girlfriend and shot Lila a withering glare. "This is a very expensive venue, a true friend wouldn't ask for that ridiculous amount of a discount. Even a best friend."

"I don't know who you are, but you will certainly be hearing from my boyfriend if you don't mind your own business!" Lila snapped, tossing her hair over her shoulder, which unfortunately caught Alya in the face, knocking her glasses onto the floor.

"Oh yeah, who's your boyfriend?" Tim strode up, eyebrow raised. He couldn't imagine anyone wanting to kiss that vile girl.

"Damian Wayne. His family is very rich and powerful, you know." Lila sneered, setting her hands on her hips, unaware of Alya being on her hands and knees, desperately searching for her glasses.

"That's funny. I don't ever remember having a girlfriend quite like you. Last time I checked, my girlfriend had the most beautiful blue eyes, and the most adorable freckles." Damian wrapped an arm around Marinette's waist, pulling her close as he planted a kiss on her cheek.

"I take it you're the lying girl that made my little Pixie Pop cry." Jason loomed over the group, a feral smile on his face as he crossed his arms, the entire room watching them now. "Throwing our father's name around isn't too smart, Lie-la."

"Neither is telling the hotel staff that our father is paying for this venue." Dick commented as he strode over, Mayor Bourgeois right behind him, sweating nervously.

"What do you mean? I don't know what stunt you're trying to pull, but Bruce Wayne will certainly send his lawyers after you lot for trying to pass yourselves off as Wayne's!" Lila snapped, fear flickering across her features, her skin paling a bit.

"Enough with the lies, Miss Rossi, I do not take kindly to those who bully my future daughter in law."

The voice cut sharply through the rising noise of the class beginning to shout at Marinette for setting this scenario up to ruin the party, and the rest of the school whispering to each other that Lila's other promises hadn't come true. Jagged Stone and Clara Nightengale never appeared to play at the party; Nino had been forced to DJ last minute with Lila convincing him to do it for free. Prince Ali never came to dance with Lila. Everything she said never seemed to add up.

But the sight of Bruce Wayne, a tall, handsome, imposing figure, shut everyone up. He made his way towards his sons and Marinette's class, a kind smile forming on his face as he reached Marinette.

"I was wondering where you all had gone. It seems you all neglected to mention to me that you had my sons helping you tonight. You know, I could have chipped in too, Marinette." He patted her head fondly, while Lila started to sweat bullets. Alya, once having found her glasses, though one of the lenses was cracked, put them on and looked over at Bruce Wayne, gasping rather loudly.

"Oh my god, Bruce Wayne! I'm so glad to finally meet you! Can I get an interview on your thoughts of your son Damian getting married to Lila next year? Are you really going to get her shoes made of gold? Will she really take off with him on a horse drawn carriage to their honeymoon in Fiji?" She babbled out, taking her phone out to record the conversation. Though one look from Bruce's icy eyes stopped her dead.

"I believe you need to re-check those sources of yours. I have no idea who this Miss Rossi is, except she has been having large expenses being put down under my name." He growled, while his sons snickered behind him. Lila gulped and began to tremble, never thinking Bruce Wayne would actually find out about those expenses. Most rich people didn't, they just spent money without a care in the world, right?

"Please, there's a misunderstanding..." Lila squeaked out, while Alya saw red, turning on Marinette.

"How dare you! You turned the Waynes on Lila too?! What, did you spread those ostrich legs of yours to corrupt them? God, Marinette, you're the most selfish, cruel, manipulative girl I know!" Alya got right in Marinette's face, reaching out for her. But Damian stepped in her way, a look of murder on his face.

"Touch her and you lose your hands, and I'll have my friend's mother ruin that God damn blog of yours. Lois already hates the sight of it, she's eager to tear it apart." He hissed through clench teeth.

The silence was thick as Bruce turned to Mayor Bourgeois, who was ringing his hands.

"I have no intention of paying for this venue. Everything that she out under my name tonight is to be charged to Miss Rossi, understand?" The cold tone had the mayor nodding and trembling under the Wayne's cold gaze.

"Tom, Sabine." Bruce turned to the couple, and his warm smile returned. "I daresay you both wasted enough time here. How about we all go out for dinner now, hm?"

"You can't do this to me!" Lila sobbed, tears flooding her eyes as she hugged herself, before frantically turning to a shellshocked Alya. "Alya, I can't afford this! You need to help me!"

"It's okay, Lila, Marinette won't get away with this. Adrien still likes you, right? Why not ask his father to cover it? You're his most prized model, remember?" Alya smiled, though her brows were drawn together in uncertainty.

Lila took a moment to smooth down her hair, to calm herself. She mustn't lose control, she could easily turn this on Marinette, on her parents, on the Waynes. She was Lila Rossi, the most adored girl in school. She wouldn't let anything like stupid Marinette the chink ruin this for her.

So with a stunning smile and some words to wave away any doubt, she strode over to her massive birthday cake as the Waynes and Marinette's parents left, announcing it was time for some delicious cake. She was about to cut a slice, when someone (definitely not Juleka) bumped into the table holding the cake. The massive cake wobbled, before it went teetering onto Lila and Alya, splattering them both in cake and buttercream frosting, as well as a ripping down as Alya stumbled and stepped on Lila's dress, causing the material to rip from hem to the top of her bodice.

Marinette could hear their screams of outrage as she entered the Wayne's limo to head out for a nice dinner with her boyfriend and his family

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The fallout of the entire debacle was a mess, an extreme one. Lila's mother found herself suddenly with bills that almost lead deep into the thousands of euros, as well as some lawsuits from celebrities that caught wind of Lila using their names to get things and into places.

Alya was sent lawsuits after lawsuits by the same celebrities for her lies on her blog, and her parents as well as Nino's were furious when they found out that the two had been sneaking out of babysitting for secret dates, dumping their children onto either Marinette or Lila's lap, the latter being a complete stranger.

But Monday morning had to be the worst. The school was talking about the disaster of a party, of everyone being forced out of the venue since Lila couldn't pay, of Lila accidentally flashing people once her dress hand been ripped in two thanks to Alya. They even spoke of Miss Bustier's class as if they were the plague, and avoided the group in fear of facing any backlash.

When Marinette arrived that morning with Adrien at her side, both were laughing as Marinette carried a stack of papers. When Marinette saw the class, they all looked tired, ashamed. Many got up to beg for her forgiveness, but she merely waved them back to seating, then handed each and everyone one of them a piece of paper. They each read them, noticing that they looked like receipts.

"Hey, Marinette, what are these?" Kim held up his paper, frowning in confusion. Marinette rose a brow and set her hands on her hips.

"Your bills for every event, every cake, every dress or outfit I made any of you for free." She replied flatly, crossing her arms as soon as she sat. Adrien handed a red eyes Lila a piece of paper as well. "Bruce Wayne made me realize that since you all aren't really my friends, I shouldn't have to waste so much money on all of you."

"This is from my father. This is for your official termination." Adrien's smile was bright as Lila began to tremble in anger at the sight of it. "It was nice knowing you, Lila."

The class was on their feet in seconds, shouting in outrage as soon as they saw exactly how high their receipts were asking for. It was over a million for the class as a whole. Marinette raised her left hand to cover a yawn, and Alya caught sight of a rather impressive wedding ring. The reporter pointed at it and cried out in shock.

"You're engaged?!" She screamed, her hand crushing her receipt as she trembled. Hers was the highest out of everyone's. Her parents were going to kill her.

"Yes, just last night. We'll be getting married next year." Marinette shrugged, smiling at Adrien as she motioned to his left hand. "And Adrien and Tim will be getting married soon after graduation."

Everyone stared at the gold band on Adrien's left ring finger, many going pale. Alya worked up a shaky smile.

"W- we can't wait to go, you guys! Congratulations, they'll be the weddings of the century." Her mind already swirled around the possibilities of covering those weddings on her blog, it could save her entire career.

"Oh Alya." Adrien clicked his tongue in disdain, hooking arms with Marinette and the two of them smiled, like wolves about to slaughter the sheep. Then in unison they spoke.

"You all will be too far in debt to even buy a newspaper about our weddings."

And that night, the class suffered the worst grounding they had ever seen, with many bank accounts being drained to scramble and pay back the Dupain-Chengs. Lila and her mother had to file for bankruptcy, and were forced back to Italy thanks to the embassy catching wind of this scandal.

Meanwhile, Damian cuddled with Marinette as they laid under the stars on her roof, their left hands gripped tightly as their engagement rings twinkled softly in the moonlight.

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kannra21 · 3 years

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Hii! Can I request a matching with bnha boys?

Appearance:

In addition to the picture, I am a chubby girl. Not many picrews have that feature though💀. and my hair volume is a lot more than that, but other than that, it's pretty accurate.

Personality and hobbies: my sun sign is virgo and my mbti is infp. I am pretty quiet but once I get comfortable, I get pretty open with people. I can be pretty chaotic too. I am a mom friend. Also, I quote novels in daily conversations a lot, though not a lot of people catch on to it, speaking of which, I love reading as my lungs love oxygen. I am always carrying around a book with me, especially in public because social anxiety is a b*tch. I am also a writer. I write novels and poems and sometimes drabbles too. I am also a keen baker and I enjoy cooking too. I love making moodboards.

My fashion style depends upon my mood. I am very flexible with my fashion choice, though I love the minimalistic girly look a lot. Here are pics of my favourite outfits.

I definitely prefer heroes over villains. And I don't really fully relate to a lot of characters, though I do relate to momo in some aspects since we both are mom friends, good at planning, and empathetic.

And one last thing, my love language is physical touch and words of affirmation (though written, I am not that good with verbal conversation when talking about my loved ones since I tend to blush a lot.)

And yeahh. Thank you so much, love. I really appreciate it <3

Girl omg that's so pretty! You love baking!? Not to brag but I made my first cheesecake bc I had nothin to do (I love lavender lol).

I match you with-

KAMINARI

What makes you so special to Kaminari? Well, he loves reading. He loves quoting Hemingway books and you will talk enthusiastically about your interests for hours. Everybody will wonder where you guys went off when rly, you spent eternity sitting in the dorm's living room geeking over Greek mythology and literature. He'll be honest with you- he's not the best student in the world, he finds academic articles boring and people think that he's a klutz for not achieving good grades. But he appreciates art, he loves art, and nothing sits better with him than reading a nice book. You're so passionate about it, he loves listening to your smart remarks and he can relate because it doesn't necessarily have to do with school. It's a beautiful hobby that you can enjoy in your free time, it's relaxing and he'll think of learning more about your interests bc you got him rly hooked on it! Congrats, you got yourself a simp. 😉👌

He's familiar with God of War franchise and he learned a lot from playing it haha! He thinks that Hades is a privileged mf bc he owns a giant-ass puppy, other gods could never. 😂 He also enjoys reading Odysseus' adventures because the main idea would be a life's journey that's filled with obstacles and the main character's attempts to return home to his family. Similar to Hemingway- he prefers topics which present human dignity, morality and the formation of individuality through struggle against nature. Love and war are often pictured in those types of works and he likes to project those same ideals on heroes.

Whenever you write something new he'll take full pride in being your personal beta reader. He LOVES reading what's on your mind. It's questionable whether people actually know about this- but writing is the deepest reflection of who you are. You're showing your vulnerabilities and every time he comes across a new chapter, he learns something new about you. You have such a beautiful mind and he can't get enough of you.

Once you've overcome your doubts, you'll tell him ab your social anxiety and he'll soften. Aww hon, he understands how you feel. He's a people pleaser by heart so he'll go into the mass every now and then but he'll always come back to you and make sure you won't be left out. He can try and make you comfortable with his friends but if you don't feel so good about the attention, he'll give you the space you need.

He's very respectful of your privacy and when he returns, he'll always come up with something new like playing you a song on his guitar. You love it and think it's v romantic. You asked him how he learned it and he told you about the time when him and Tokoyami rehearsed their part for the Cultural Festival. His fingers were sore and painful that day but he refused to catch a break because he didn't want to let his friends down. That's how much he loves them and he's ready to apply this same love on you if not even more.

You never told him that you knew how to bake, you wanted to make a small surprise for everyone so you made your favorite dessert in hopes that it'll meet everyone's taste. He always makes a big deal when it comes to complimenting others so he'll brag how he has the best gf in the world (even Bakugou is jealous of your baking skills/he'll probably ask for the recipe). He gets curious at times or perhaps guilty when he sees you doing all the work by yourself so he'll def join you and help with whatever you need. He'll also flirt with you and put some chocolate on his lips yk. 👀 Nah he won't tease you too much bc that would be just mean. He'll lean you on the counter and kiss your pretty face. Now he's more of a distraction than help and friends will tell you to continue your business in the bedroom bc Kaminari sometimes gets carried away and forgets that there are actually people in the dorms ahem. Jirou makes fun of him and you blush. He likes seeing your blushy face and he's in fact- not regretting anything~

When it's just the two of you he likes to hug you from behind as you're leaning on him while reading smtng interesting. He becomes all ears and you read to him as well if he asked for it. He has a tendency to play with your hair (the same way he does with Ojiro's tail except you don't mind lol, and he's not actually messing with it bc he's being gentle). You make him a small man-ponytail and he looks good in whatever style he sports without putting much effort into it. He likes to lean his head on yours and you're making him aware of how clingy he is. He tells you that he's OK with being your Eros if you let him and you reply that Zeus would suit him better bc of his lightning Quirk. He gets red in the face bc you just called him the top fucker haha.

You two are always pulling brainy jokes and it's hilarious. To some it might sound corny but Yaoyorozu appreciates it v much bc, well, she's the smartest student in your class.

In your free time he'll take you out on burgers bc he loves em but you're always free to choose whatever you want. He gets reminded of how bad you feel when there's a large crowd outside so he takes your hand in his own and kisses you to calm you down and remind you that you're not alone in this. 🥺💓 Spending time with him makes everything bearable and you forget ab the stuff you don't like.

He loves trendy things so he'll definitely accompany you and express his opinion on the clothes you pick out during your shopping spree. He loves your style, it's very feminine and attractive. Most guys don't like spending their time in shopping malls bc it's boring and girls take too long at choosing the garments of their liking. They'd rather be somewhere else but with him, it's not the case. He's resting his eyes so to say, it's pleasant and he couldn't reject you like that. He loves you too much.

He adores items that hold special meaning to them so he'll buy you a necklace or something with a theme of your liking bc he knows that it'll always remind you of him. In fact, he likes couple accessories. He doesn't like things that don't bear certain memories. You get surprised when you realized that he's more mature than what you initially thought. The same apparently goes for his room decor. You instantly notice that his room isn't the most aesthetically arranged one and he never planned it to be this way. He keeps stuff in his room that reminds him of nice memories that he shared with people he deems important to him. But hey you can't blame him, he's keeping it neat and he's v conscious ab his tidiness.

Everyone loves you and you're the sunshine duo bc when someone feels down you pull shenanigans and you instantly put a smile on other people's faces. That's also important for hero work.

Sometimes it's nice not to depend on your Quirk too much. It's enough to just pack your things, go out and entrust yourself to nature. He likes hiking with Bakugou and Kirishima and he wished so much for you to join them in the stroll. He doesn't want to force you into anything but he'd rly appreciate if you came. He even asked the guys to go slower but Bakugou refused to go bc he's selfish. If the stroll isn't to his liking he'll choose not to waste his time on people who can't keep up with his tempo. But that's OK bc no one needs him anyways. You had great time with the guys and camping in the woods is so exciting. Why reading about adventures when you could experience one on your own. Technology is overrated these days and there's nothing better than roasting some marshmallows/sausages and singing/talking ab funny stuff under the starry night sky. Your bound became even stronger.

It's midnight, y'all are sleeping bc it's been a long day but Kaminari had the audacity to enter your tent and ask you to swim with him in a lake not far from your camping spot. You ask him if he went completely insane- the water is probably cold and at night you can't see shit so something could happen to you or your clothes. He's been complaining how hot it was tonight and the mosquitoes were killing him + he assured that you won't regret it. OK mby he had a point, it was hot. And mby you trusted him way too much so you said fuck it let's go. 🤣

And he wasn't wrong- it was indeed the prettiest sight ever. The moonlight reflected nicely on the lake's calm surface and the night was pleasant in so many ways- there wasn't a single cloud to disturb the beautiful atmosphere and the nature was peaceful except for the night birds' singing and cicadas. You hated the cold but at least you entered like a champ. Kaminari went slowly step by step like a little bitch haha so you sprayed him with water and he freaked. WhY wOuLd YoU dO tHaT?? Lol you took revenge on him for embarrassing you with kissy stuff in front of your classmates. You meant it as a joke.

He didn't get the memo and ayy he got offended. You started fighting and you ended up crying bc you didn't want it to end up like that. You admitted to love his affectionate self and that you'd never change anything ab him. You apologized and he apologized as well bc he lost his cool too fast when he should've thought that you'd never mock him for something like that. You were both cuddlers after all and he came out as such an idiot, now he feels terrible. He'll hug you and kiss you and whisper apologies in your ear. He loves you so much and you'll hold each other close and kiss under the bright moonlight. You made a promise that you'll always be honest with each other and love your perfections and imperfections.

Even if he tried he couldn't imagine his life without you at this point.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #kaminari x you #kaminari x y/n #kaminari denki #denki kaminari #kaminari #denki #bnha matchup #mha matchup #boku no hero academia marchup #my hero academia matchup

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Winner’s Curse: Epilogue

Note: Wooo boy, it’s over. Now I know not many people may have read this, it may not have the best editing and some parts are a bit vague and not the best. In fact I’ll probably revise some parts at a later date or if I ever decide to post on A03, but I am still super proud of it. I think I did some great character parts and there are some sections that I’m just super proud of. I’m also happy that I actually finished it. It’s my longest fic to date and I actually completed it! 30 chapters. Well 32 if you include the prologue and epilogue. So cool! Plus I wrote what I really wanted, which I’ll admit was not the plot. The plot was a bit wonky and maybe I had too many characters that I didn’t juggle well and didn’t give them all equal exploration. Also action scenes were hard for me to write so those were not the best. But still- getting to explore these characters and their relationships and include several of my favorite Disney characters. Very fun. Also thanks to @edream93 for encouraging me when this was just a little idea, looking over some sections and offering advice and for overall being an amazing person. Check out her WLTF and other descendants fics like London Fog Nightcaps. And for the final time, hope y’all enjoy reading.

Flash forward to summer break in Agrabah

Jordan stretched, cracking her back after sitting hunched at her desk for the past hour editing her latest video How to Date a Djinn Episode 3. She had finally convinced the tech-averse Calix to join her in making satire videos of all the most terrible dates she had been on. Initially, she had planned for it to be a serious thing where she reminded her viewers of genie autonomy and the idea they had feelings behind their wishing powers, but Calix was never good at playing emotional PSAs.

Besides it was more fun that way to spoof how terrible, and sometimes ridiculous her romantic suitors were. Plus the hilarity kept her from thinking too much about the bitterness of the memories.

She cracked her neck and poofed outside to Aziz’s room where her lamp laid on its usual perch. Outside she could hear the thump of running feet and the screech of confused peacocks.

“Malik! No riding the peacocks!” A servant shouted

“Yes, riding peacocks!”

“No, Noor, Fahran, that’s not allowed. Get off of them!”

Jordan shook her head in amusement at the kids' antics.

Noor and Fahran were having a blast hanging out with their new “little” brother as they called the 5 year old. Though they were family in a way. Jade was the half sister to Aladdin’s half brother, Mozonroth. And Malik was their nephew. Even though the family tree was a bit tangled and confusing to visualize in your head.

And where Jade and Malik were concerned, Jay was also included as Aladdin had originally planned in inviting the former thief to Agrabah so they could get to know each other, and Jay, to get in touch with the more savory side of his heritage. Jay and Aladdin had especially hit off as they compared lives on the streets and bragged about some of their more daring heists so any concern of whether the Jafar connection would sour things was gone. All together, Jay, Jade and Malik were new, though unofficial members of the family. Aladdin, and Jasmine decided to hold off any official adoption in respect to Jay and Jade’s feelings.

Though, having three new members meant triple the chaos, the running in the halls and inevitable breaking of antique objects. It was still triple the fun.

Razoul, predictably, despised the decision. But hey, he wasn’t the sultan.

Jordan peeked out to the hall, no sign of peacock racing or frazzled servants anywhere. Since she’d been inside so long she decided to go outside to the backyard.

Passing the living room, she saw Jay playing some sort of Wii-fit game against Carlos, Lonnie and Gil whose scores were also reflected on the screen even as they played millions of miles away in their own living rooms. Jordan checked the time, ah it was 2’o clock on the doubt. Jay always called his friends at this time since it was when the time zones converged suitably for all of them to chat.

Jade was lounging on the couch, facetiming her girlfriend, Yzla. Jordan waved, and Jade waved in return, focusing mainly on their conversation which involved some llama prank with Empress Malina. Yzla was staying with Emperor Kuzco and his family. A arrangement Kuzco had initially been against but his wife and son overruled him. Which was for the best because apparently Yzla and him were hitting it off like two peas in a pod, scaring Malina, by tricking her into thinking Kuzco had changed into a llama again.

Huh, that reminded her, she hadn’t checked social media in a few hours. So she scrolled through, looking at Ben’s new post that there was to be a new class in the fall. Magic 101 with Flora, Fauna and Merrywhether and many surprise guest lecturers.

The Magic 101 class had been one of Uma’s many ideas for the new and improved Auradon. She told Ben of Alexandria’s reasoning for the revolt, explaining that the pressure for magic creatures to deny their magic was a strong reason for resentment, and most importantly, unfair. And Ben, who had been present at several meetings where mermaids, fairies and others stated their petitions of complaints, agreed. King Ben had removed the magic ban and decided to institute the Magic 101 class. Contrary to the name, the class wasn’t for magical beings, they already knew how to deal with their powers and not use them to affect others or supposedly cheat at life. The class was a requirement for Auradonians to learn about their fellow beings, how it was a vital part of them and the greater natural world.

Ben had actually suggested that she’d be the magical liaison and teacher assistant for the new Magic 101 classes but she had politely declined. She did accept going as a demonstrator whenever it was time for her Dad’s guest lecture.

But a fulltime TA? It sounded like too much work, her powers were not applicable to the greater magical population, and most importantly, she really wanted to get back to doing her auratube show. Especially now that she was bound to have so many new subscribers thanks to her newfound fame for helping to defeat the Coven.

Jordan had considered doing a series about the Isle mission against the Coven in order to get the story straight and not create too wild legends regarding their month and a half there. And okay, there was also the fact that she wanted to renew her hits after losing subscribers after not posting for a month.

But she ultimately decided not to. It was their mission, only they’d get what happened in that wild untamed place of evil and poverty. Besides, it was very personal and she didn’t want to have to go into her fights with Aziz and Jay on Auratube. Or her encounter with Antiquam.

No she’d rather not think about the latter for a very long time.

Dismissing those thoughts she scrolled through several more posted announcements like the newly formed Minority Kingdom Council made up of representatives from Atlantis, Atlantica, Arrendelle, Kuzcoropia, and Pydrian, who were overrun by environmental and tourism concerns as Alexandria brought up. There was also a new class of Vks that were coming in. Basically the teen population of the Isle.

The orphans and kids from the Isle were sent to boarding elementary schools around Auradon as well as foster care with professional trained therapists for the abused youngsters.

Ben’s decision to bring the whole teen population in had been a controversial one. But he had stood by it, stating that he was taking the advice of his people, the ones from his generation who were to make up the future generation and a schoolwide vote had agreed that the Vks should be let in.

Granted it had taken a two month lobbying campaign led by Mal and Evie with Lonnie, Carlos, Jane and Jay’s help. But they did, they persuaded lots of royal kids that it was better to bring Vks over. It also helped that Mal, Jay, Evie, Carlos and Uma had been pronounced Auradon’s saviors thrice in a row so…

Though it wouldn’t be until August that all the Vks, with a few exceptions like the resolutely bad CJ Hook and Prince Lars, and Antiquam, would be able to get to Auradon. But they would, Uma was making sure of it. Even Zevon and Ginny were coming despite their actions in proudly helping the Coven, Ben believed they just needed to be removed from the negative influences of their mothers.

Some Vks had already come over like Carlos’ cousin. Diego had refused to enter the VK program through school, but through the work progrm. Now he and his band, Rotten Apples, could introduce Isle grunge rock to Auradon’s farmer populations and inspire them to use music to express themselves. Carlos informed them that Diego wasn’t too into that inspiration and empowerment stuff, but he was loving the popularity. And he often crashed to the Radcliff house to catch up with Carlos and get a break from his adoring fans.

Harriet Hook, also in the work program, was working in Neverland, serving as guard for docks and a pretty mean one too, Jordan heard. Any tourist that tried to sneak

Not that everyone was residing in the homes of their parents’ enemies. Celia Facilier was living with her sister Freddie, and Freddie’s girlfriend, Ally at the Mad for Tea Shop. Also as a student by day and helping her sister as the evening entertainment at night. Singing only. FG was still wary of introducing such sketchy magic as card readings. Celia did choose to be a TA to her sister’s class, Goodness 101. Freddie was taking over for FG to make it a revamped, less patronizing seminar of how to act in Auradon with Ally popping in for politeness lessons and Carlos with therapy dogs. Though FG still stayed in the room to supervise and make sure the class stayed on track and not turn into “Everything that’s wrong about sappy sweet Auradon.”

Dizzy was reunited with her mother, her aunt Anastasia, her uncle, the Baker and Anthony Tremine and they lived in the faculty building of Auradon Prep. Easy for Anthony and Dizzy to get to school and for the Baker to go to his new job as school cook.

His baguettes were to die for, so flaky and crispy. Even Chad reluctantly agreed to their goodness when she interviewed him for student reactions to the new cook. Anastasia and Drizella were the new cosmeticians in training at the school’s day spa even though the two still argued over what was a better color and such.

Also working in Auradon’s kitchen were Gil, and Cosette’s mothers who had taken in their other’s sister’s sons, Gaston Jr, Gaston the Third and Gaston (IV) the Great. Their mother had been deemed just as abusive as Gaston and was to stay on the Isle with him. Gil had been nervous about living with his brothers again but he had Cosette by his side and Harry and Uma just a street away. Harry was just as fiercely loyal as ever to his crew and to Uma, who he’d wait for outside of Ben’s office, waiting for their meetings to end.

Gil also had Jay on his side. And though Jordan had absolutely no proof, she just felt something between them, and she was planning to use this summer to sniff out just what it was.

It had been more controversial to bring back some adult villains like Anastasia and Circe, but Ben had explained that he was not in the business of tearing families apart and adults were able to change too. Smee, for instance, wanted to retire from swabbing desks and wanted his second act in life to follow his lifelong dream. Be a clockmaker, ironically enough considering his boss’ fear of the ticking. Same with other low level henchmen like Jace and Harry, and Hun soldiers that had been following the battle orders and propaganda Shan Yu had fed them.

Ben had promised not all adults would come over, especially not ones that had abused their children, and that he, Mal and Uma were designing a careful vetting process for this program.

As for the Auradonian bred villains. Morgana and Morgaine hadn’t stayed in the dungeon for long. One day the guards had come down to give their food and they were just gone. No one knew where they went and no magic had been able to locate them. Merlin said it was no use trying. The Le Feys were tricky and wouldn’t reappear again unless they wanted to.

Kyro, Victoria and Alexandria were in therapy now in a new building away from the dorms and those who would shun them for their actions like the media that had reviled them when the news leaked out. It was a bit of a depressing building Jordan thought since one could see it if they leaned far out their windows. The outside of it looked like an insane asylum but Evie enthused about how open- aired and peaceful it was inside. The point of it was to clear the outside world, and focus on healing. What’s more, since Uma learned of FG’s somewhat oblivious and condescending advice from Alexandria, they hired a new counselor. A Dr. Mickey Mouse.

So yeah, things seemed to wrapping out into a happily ever after for all.

Jordan walked into a door, rubbing her head of the bruise and cursing herself for not looking up. Tucking the phone in her pocket, she was about to open the door when Aziz opened it for her, heading inside from hanging out on the hammock.

He didn’t even look at her as he entered, he was busy chatting on the phone with who else, his new girlfriend.

Aziz had stayed true to his word that he and Lala were just friends, and remained just friends for three months. It had irritated Jordan to no end to watch them sneak discreet looks, study together since Lala only knew the Atlantean alphabet and not the English, and dance around their feelings as if the obvious wasn’t there. And it took all her self control to honor her vow to not meddle and send a flying carpet in to speed things up.

At least Aziz did not shut her out completely and still went to her advice for what to do when he asked her to be his girlfriend.

“What if she says no? Or doesn’t know what that is. Jay did say it was only gang activity. Or maybe she’ll just say no because she thinks she’ll go crazy like her mom. But I really want her to say yes. Oh Allah, what if I mess it up instead by acting like an idiot. Or she already thinks that. I walked into a wall yesterday.”

“Aziz, she likes you,” Jordan reassured him, “I’ve seen the way she looks at you. Like a leopard with dinner, she totally wants to eat you. In a sexy, hungry with desire way. Not cannibal way. And really, walking into a wall? That’s not a dealbreaker or even embarrassing. If you want to talk about embarrassing, nothing can top the time you popped in front of that yoga instructor you were trying to impress.” “I had food poisoning from the oysters!” Aziz yelled indiginantly.

“Doesn’t change the fact that you shitted during downward dog,” Jordan smirked at Aziz’s flustered angry face, “Nor was it like that time when you tried to impress Anxlin with a butterfly knife and ended up-”

“Will you stop bringing up the past?” Jordan decided to change tactics and be the serious, comforting big sister that he wanted, “Just speak from the heart. You’re on the same page with so many things, and you talk so much. Sooo much, it’s kinda annoying. Especially when you’re yapping in my room when I’m trying to watch a movie. But anyway, I think when the time comes your heart will guide you to say the right thing. And if not… your lips can speak for you.”

So with that fabulous advice if Jordan said so herself, on the last day of school, before they went their separate ways for vacation. Aziz went to her room and asked her.

And while she said she wouldn’t meddle, Jordan totally turned into a bee to go through the keyhole and eavesdrop on their conversation. For moral support. Just Aziz didn’t know about it.

It was endearingly awkward as Aziz stammered through some rambling monologue of how he liked her a lot, and only if she was okay with it, but he really thought they had something so woud she maybe consider being his girlfriend.

Aziz should probably have gotten some lessons from Jay on the art of smooth, but Lala seemed to get it. “So if we’re in a relationship we do what we do now… but with kissing?” she clarified.

“Yes!” Aziz agreed eagerly, then tried to dial down his excitement, “I mean sure, if you want.”

“I would really like that,” Lala bit her lip nervously but her expression was hopefully as Aziz leaned in.

Their kiss was short, two seconds at the most. Jordan would have given it a three out of five. It was unsure and the two seemed to be surprised they even did it. But it was clear from the look in their eyes, that they only saw each other and the rest of the world was already fading away for them, that that small kiss was perfect to them.

So they kissed again. Much more purposefully this time. Oh Allah, Jordan was so proud when Aziz added some passion and slipped tongue first. He was really growing up.

And they kissed again, and again and soon they were making out on Lala’s bed, which was starting to get kinda gross and Jordan was feeling weird about watching them. So she took that as her cue to leave.

But now she had plenty of new things to annoy Aziz about so she took it as a plus.

Grabbing him by the arm to stop, Jordan grabbed his camera.

“Hi, Lala, how are you?” Jordan waved, mugging for the camera as Aziz grabbed it back, and tried to push her out of the frame. The white-haired girl was dressed up in Evie’s new line of summer clothes with her hair up in a bun, and most startingly, her brown eyes were human.

It was silly that Jordan was surprised by Lala’s human eyes, she had been the one to change them when in a burst of good will offered all their allies on the adventure a wish. Lala hadn’t used the offered three wishes, just one, which was to remove the leopard spell Queen La had put on her. She lost her cat eyes and the habit of walking on all fours, but she still had her cat-like grace which Jordan chalked up to natural ability. It had been three months since that wish, but she had been so used to Lala’s cat-like slits with the dilated pupils. It had been a unique marker like the scar that everyone could see on Lala’s leg when she wore shorts.

“I’m well. Aziz sent me your new vlog about Odiferous, it was very interesting.” Lala nodded curtly. Jordan knew Lala was usually guarded against everyone so the coldness didn’t bother her as much as it used to. Thanks to hanging out with Aziz and Jade, she was starting to slowly warm up to people she wasn’t close to even though her tone didn’t reflect it.

“How are the Porters?” Jordan asked, cutting off whatever Aziz was about to say next. He glared at her, but she ignored. Hey, she said she’d stop mothering him. So now it was back to annoying big sister privileges.

“They’re well. Kerchak and I are going tree surfing tomorrow.” Lala answered. When Ben put up the invitation of Vks in need of foster homes or adoptive families, the Porters offered to take in Clay Clayton, and Lala. Clay refused and went with his Aunt, Lady Waltham who was thrilled to meet her surly nephew for the first time. Lala joined the Porters where she was helping their gorilla reserve, connecting with animals instead of hunting them for food and survival.

It was bound to be awkward considering their daughter’s actions, but Auradon seemed to consider it part of their penance even though they hadn’t known what Victoria had planned to wrought. But according to Lala, they did their best to skirt around that sensitive issue and treat her like a guest, and she was starting to befriend Kerchak. He even gave her a leopard of her own which she named Euware II though the pet made Tarzan a bit wary. Still, Lala had to stay in her room on weekends when Victoria visited from therapy.

“That’s great. When are you coming to visit? I know Jade is just dying for you to visit. It’d be fun. We can go sand surfing, oh and explore some of the caves under the citadel. Oh, oh and I just know Aziz wants to show you some of the secret alcoves in the palace. They’re great for making out and-” “Go away!” Aziz waved her off

“You want me to leave? But who will chaperon you two? Who will tell Lala all the embarrassing stories from your childhood? I’ve been holding onto blackmail for a reason, Aziz. I must tell her,” Jordan turned to the screen, “But seriously, come visit. I’ll leave you to it.”

“Thank you!” Aziz sighed in exasperation, “Give me 5 minutes, I’ll join you to go to the bazaar later, Jord.”

“See ya!” Jordan called over the shoulder as she headed to the palace kitchen, still hearing some snippets of Aziz’s conversation about his summer psychology classes. His new passion since Jordan had suggested that since he liked overanalyzing and counselling other people's problems, he could research into being a psychologist.

Upon reaching the outside, Jordan took a big breath of the sweet summer air with a hint of jasmine and the coconut and sighed.

Life was good.

Of course, life was always good when it was summer vacation but it was more than that. She had really committed to what she had learned on the Isle. She lived in the present now, and tried not to wallow in the anger and resentment that extended to almost every human she met.

Did that kind of positive mindset always work? Hell no, sometimes, someone would grab her arm, requesting for a wish, rubbing her jacket as if that was the lamp and not her. Yeah, that stupid event would irritate her all morning but she didn’t go into her spiral of how all humans were greedy monsters, her life sucked that she had to walk among them and so on and so forth. She learned to vent to Aziz and let it go.

She would always meet bad people in her life, when that happened, if the situation was appropriate, she would blow a mini sandstorm in their face and move on.

She’d also gotten more sensitive about complaining about humanity in front of Aziz. She tried to complain of an individual person and not make broad generalizations about the mortal race, and repeat that Aziz and his family were the exception.

Well Aladdin’s family, and Uma, and Jay, and Lonnie, and Calix and Ben, and she was starting to realize her circle of those she trusted was expanding.

It felt good to have that knowledge.

Even if Aziz might not always be there, though she’d kill him if he wasn’t, she still had others who cared about her.

Then again, she, Calix, Aziz, Jay and Uma had been through a harrowing adventure that nearly destroyed the world they knew, and had to face their greatest fears and insecurities to do so. If that didn’t make you trust a person, what would?

There were also her parents. Her parents always had her back.

That was another thing she’d been committed to doing since she got back from the Isle and saved Auradon.

Her parents had been the first ones to get there, magical teleportation after all and were laying out the blue carpet and making plans for the greatest party in all of Agrabah for their daughter, the hero. Instead of getting annoyed by their zany antics as usual, and annoyed at how they ignored the fact she faced possibly life-ending danger against their enemies, she just hugged them.

The act had clearly surprised them because both of their jaws broke off and fell to the floor before snapping back up like a ball. But they loved the change in her nonetheless.

Ever since then, she’d been going out with them every other weekend, be it ice skating on Saturn’s rings or clubbing or going out to drink in celebration of the banning of the Magic Ban.

She had thought for so long that if she let herself act even a little bit like them, she’d be signing herself to a fate of servitude, never being taken seriously, and becoming a negligent oblivious person who only wanted to focus on fun.

She had worried that if these things didn’t come naturally to her, she’d have to fake it in order to fit in and be palatable to her own parents. So they wouldn’t become bored with her. She hadn’t liked thinking about it, but she always felt that was the underlying reason they left her.

But she lived in the present now and shoved all those thoughts away. She did what she wanted without thinking of the implications. And she found that actively listening to what they were saying, how they constantly suggested ideas for their next adventure, how it was too bad she had school and couldn’t come with them to their trip. They didn’t think she was a damper on their party style, they wanted her to be with them. And she usually said to each invitation.

YOLO, right. Well more like YOLFSMAWEI.

(You Only Live Forever So Might As Well Enjoy It. Not as catchy but infinitely more accurate)

Family time was a lot more enjoyable that way instead of brooding that once it was over, they were going to forget about her and go about their lives as if they didn’t have a daughter.

Although, Jordan still did crave for a meaningful talk where she got to tell them about some of her issues with their lack of parenting oversight, and maybe delve into how abandoned she felt when they wouldn’t discuss such issues like her rape, they still weren’t ready for that.

Though Aladdin was talking to her dad on her behalf, and it seemed he was starting to soften to it.

Until then, she had two sets of parents. Aladdin and Jasmine, probably the first humans who she trusted, and respected. The first ones who saw her as a child and not a being for wishes. They gave her the love and attention she had craved when she needed it. They stood by treating her like everyone else, as she wished, even when it meant disregarding her excuses that her genie-ness exempted her from getting in trouble. They were always present her lives and were the ones that reminded her that her supposed fate was not a fate, that no one could shackle her, not unless they went through them. They encouraged that there other sides to her besides being a genie. That she should work hard, be kind, be honest and be independent.

Her mom and dad, who loved her with all their hearts and thought of her as their best friend. It wasn’t the most parental relationship but she had started to accept that it would never be. They were genie parents, not human ones, and it was finally sinking in that the rules would always be different from them. No matter that Jordan looked human and was raised by them. But that’s what made them special. No one else in the world would get her quite like her mom and dad.

Aziz opened the door, knocking her in the back and she moved over so he could wait beside her.

She checked her phone. Her parents were supposed to come here five minutes ago so they culd go to the bazaar together.

They probably weren’t going to come for another twenty minutes.

Ah genies, Jordan sighed, they were never going to be punctual. She wondered how many years it would be before she started viewing time as an unimportant mortal construct.

She was about to pose that question to Aziz, whether it would occur in his lifetime or in her 5,000s when a green and blue poof popped up in front of them.

“We’re here!” The two blew the smoke away to reveal the pair in matching red and white striped tuxedos with a blinking “Genie and Eden” sign hanging behind them.

“It’s Genie and Eden!” Eden announced

“Eden and Genie!” Genie intoned.

Then with a snap of a finger, the props and costumes disappeared, and Genie sat thoughtfully in the air, “We can’t quite choose which sounds better.”

Eden went back to a form-fitting black leotard with a black bowler hat, smoking a cigar in her best Liza Minelli voice, “Whaddya think, daughter dear, whaddya think?”

“I think we should go to the bazaar and have the people decide which is better.” Jordan suggested, knowing that if they did it here, they wouldn’t leave.

“By george, she’s right!” Genie exclaimed transforming into a nerdy account, “Statistically, it is always better to test things with a test audience, and according to my calculations that the Agrabah bazaar has the best cross-pool of audience with 10% bearded, 40% kids..” He transformed into his usually big blue self, “Aaand let’s get outta here!”

“Wait up!” Jay yelled, nearly running into the four of them with Jade at his side, “I wanna go to the bazaar too, there was that awesome scimir I wanted to buy.” “Yeah me too, I want to steal things too… I-I mean buy. Buy with money. That I did not steal from the mean guard.” “His name is Razoul, and you really shouldn’t. He already doesn’t like you.” Aziz shook his head.

“I don’t like him, and that’s what makes it so tempting.” Jade defended.

“Yeah, he kinda has it coming,” Jay agreed.

“Now, now, we won’t say anything about it. But you must stop,” Eden warned in a prim British accent, poofing into a blue serge suit like a certain famous nanny, “Now spit spot, hurry up, we don’t want to be late to the bazaar.”

Genie transformed into a Bert to his wife’s Mary Poppins, adding, “Come ‘ere ye kiddos and ‘urry it ‘up.”

Jay and Jade stared at each in the classic “What the hell?” expression that bystanders always had whereas her parents were concerned. Aziz and Jordan just shrugged and smiled.

And so they went off to the bazaar and as the sun beated down on them, and Jordan whipped up a hijab from air to keep off the heat, she hummed a familiar tune which Aziz and her dad easily picked up.

“As you wind through the streets at the fabled bazaars with the cardamom-cluttered stalls. You can smell every spice while you haggle the price of the silks and the satin shawls. Oh, the music that plays as you move through a maze in the haze of your pure delight. You are caught in a dance. You are lost in the trance of another Arabian night…”

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so hhhh since u asked for reqs-- oikawa and iwa (separately) trying to surprise their s/o on their bday by trying to make a cake for them? ty :D

hi miyu <3 i hope you like these i had a blast writing them uwu

Oikawa

Oikawa’s mother and sister always liked to tease him in his area of weakness: cooking. He could get by in the field - he made a good egg omelet on his good days. Usually he settled for easy to make ramen or cereal when he idn’t trust his abilities, though. Which is why his mother laughed loudly when she walked into the kitchen one morning to find him sitting at the kitchen table hovering over his phone, various measuring tools and bowls spread out on the table around him.

“Birthday cake? Ah, is it Y/N-chan’s birthday today?” She beamed at him, moving to take the phone from his hands and go through the ingredients.

“Nope!” Oikawa yelped, moving away from his mom, making her frown and set her hands on her hips, “It’ll be even more special if I make it myself from scratch!”

“True. Please don’t poison Y/N-chan, though, you know I’m very fond of them. And clean up the mess when you’re done!” With that Oikawa’s mom left the kitchen, and a few seconds later he could hear the sound of the TV in the living room and her laughter at whatever soap opera was playing.

Left in the quiet kitchen, he got to work, playing music from his phone loud enough for only his ears. He found himself enjoying the process of measuring and mixing things into what he hoped looked like cake batter. He’d made cake before with his sister - but it had been way easier back then since it had been with cake mix. He remained optimistic, though. It was Y/N’s special day and he didn’t want to ruin it.

God knows how long later he was taking it out of the oven and icing it carefully, not even noticing his mom entering the kitchen behind him until she tsked loudly. “Smoother, Tooru. That’s messy.”

“’Kay.” She disappeared to the living room again and Oikawa was sure to smooth his icing carefully. In a separate bowl he mixed in food coloring and with his mom’s piping bag he decorated the edges, feeling immensely proud of his steady hand. He didn’t trust himself enough to try writing Y/N’s name on the cake and a cheerful “Happy Birthday!” so instead he stuck on the appropriate candle numbers and carefully slid the cake into his mother’s plastic cake box he hadn't even known she had until he rummaged through the cupboards.

The walk to Y/N’s house was pleasant enough, even thought Oikawa jumped at anything that moved since he was terrified of a cat attacking him now, in the most important moment of his day (he’d been attacked once and he never would forget it.) Luckily he didn’t drop the cake and made it to Y/N’s house safely and was able to knock on their door before anything catastrophic happened to the cake.

Oikawa had dropped by earlier to give Y/N their present - he hadn’t told them about the cake, since he wanted it to be a surprise and bonus present. The look of surprise on Y/N’s face when they opened the door was priceless in Oikawa’s eyes and worth every second of freaking out about the oven’s temperature or the color of the cake and icing.

“Tooru did you bake this?” Y/N gaped, taking the cake from him and inviting him inside. Y/N had a party hat on even though there had been no birthday party - Oikawa had given it to them earlier and it appeared as though they had not taken it off.

“Yes I did,” he said proudly, following Y/N to the kitchen. He watched as they laid plates, forks, and a knife on the table beside the cake. Y/N carefully cut them both a slice, letting out an appreciative “ooooo” when they saw the fluffy inside. Oikawa took a bite at the same time as them and both looked at each other in amazement at how good it taste.

“I thought you said you sucked at baking!” Y/N exclaimed, digging their fork in for another bite. “This is great!”

“It was my love for you that fueled my new passion, Y/N-chan,” Oikawa said as he dramatically stabbed his fork into the cake. “No one believed in me but against the odds I prevailed-”

“You’ve got some icing on your cheek.”

“Do I? Where-” he let out a screech when Y/N swiped an icing filled finger across his cheek. He laughed at her pleased expression and dipped his own finger in icing, moving towards Y/N slowly. “A grave mistake, Y\/N-chan!”

Iwaizumi

It was no secret to Iwaizumi’s close friends that he could bake. He made muffins a lot and always shared - and his biggest fan of his baked goods was Y/N. But he’d never made them an actual birthday cake for their special day - only cookies or other special sweets. So he decided to make one this time, figuring it would be pretty fun to try and make one from scratch.

His first mistake was assuming he’d be alone the morning of Y/N’s birthday. When he woke up he saw not one face hovering above his head but two. He didn’t even scream; he was way too used to this at this point.

“Did you forget?” Makki asked, grinning cheekily. “Today’s vlog day!”

Makki and Mattsun, the insufferable duo, had promised Y/N to film a vlog this year for their birthday. Not for the purpose of YouTube, just for their personal memories. It was actually a genuinely sweet idea - but they were narrating, filming, and editing the whole thing. Knowing Y/N, though, they’d love it.

The two waited for Iwaizumi in the kitchen, making small talk with his parents as he did his morning routine. Thank god he’d woken up early today. He could only imagine how early the two must’ve gone to Y/N’s place to film their Happy Birthday duet song (backing vocals by Oikawa, previously recorded since he didn’t get up earlier than 10 AM when he could avoid it).

“We went to Y/N’s at 12AM,” Mattsun informed Iwaizumi as he started getting out what he needed and setting it on the table. “We’d gotten family permission and everything - we’re professionals. And her family adores us so they didn’t mind.”

“Tell us what you’re doing now, Iwa.” Iwaizumi turned to find himself in front of Makki’s phone, the camera pointed directly at what he hoped was his face and not zoomed into his eyebrows or something.

“Getting everything to make Y/N’s cake. Since you guys are here I’m assuming you’ll help.”

His second mistake.

“Ohmygod how do you even turn this on,” Mattsun nearly screamed over the loud mixer noises of an already turned on standing mixer.

“Iwa I sincerely hope you know what you’re doing because this seems like too many eggs,” Makki said from the kitchen counter, expertly holding his phone camera in one hand and cracking eggs and dropping them into a bowl in the other.

“I know what I’m doing,” Iwaizumi replied, turning off the mixer and telling Mattsun to preheat the oven. He knew they were just messing around, and he didn’t mind much.

A while later Mattsun was narrating to Makki’s phone the “monstrosity” of a cake that Iwaizumi had produced from the heavens, and then the three of them were off to Y/N’s house with it, their presents for Y/N in tow.

They were the first to get to the party, and Y/N opened the door for them, beaming in a shirt that said “BIRTHDAY ROYALTY” in all caps, no doubt gifted to her by Oikawa. “Hajime it looks great!” Y/N exclaimed, pausing to wave at the camera before ushering everyone inside.

Thankfully the cake lived up to the hype; everyone at the party enjoyed it and even asked for the recipe when he was alone. A few days later, when Y/N’s vlog was given to her and she sat down with Iwaizumi to watch it, she laughed at Makki and Mattsun’s reviews of it with him. “10/10, and we’re not just saying that because we helped but because Y/N wouldn’t stop bragging about her baker boyfriend to us in between present openings.”

#oikawa tooru x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #oikawa x reader #iwaizumi x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu imgaines #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu!! imagines #M's writing #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime

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doctorgerth · 4 years

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Matchup for @laceymorganwrites

Name: Lacey

Interests: Cosplay, listening to Music (especially rock Music and punk/Pop punk, emo stuff too), hanging out with and annoying my 4 cats, writing (been getting into writing Poetry and more lyrics lately) and I love baking (I´m a stress baker)

Appearance: I´m 5´5, so Pretty Tiny. I have a flat chest which I used to be insecure About but now I love it because it´s easier to do everything. I have dark blue eyes and dyed hair which is a washed out Purple Right now and it´s getting way too Long. I want to have an undercut again when I´m able to go to a hairdresser again and I want to dye my hair a nice orange Color next. Fashion wise I would describe my stlye as grunge with a few punk Elements (I am in love with cool jackets and checkered pants). I Always put on way too much jewelry and like to Experiment with my Outfits, Makeup and hair as a way to express myself

Personality: I´m shy when Meeting new People and get uncomfortable in big crowds of People I don´t know (doesn´t apply to any Events like concerts, only happens in friend Groups when there are many People I don´t know). I have social anxiety and talk way too much whenever I get anxious. I´ve become Pretty good at dealing with it though, there are only very Little phases where it gets worse now. I´m also better at Talking to People now even though I try my best not to talk too much which results in me not Talking at all. I have been told many times that I´m arrogant because of that. I have a very weird Humor and laugh at the most random Things, but I laugh a lot which I like. I´m lazy but I have my own Kind of time Management to get everything done. I´m a hopeless romantic and very clingy which is problematic to some in a relationship. Oh and I´m also very bad at expressing my Feelings, I have Trouble showing my happiness/excitement etc. Once I warm up to someone I get really weird and hyper too. I´d like a romantic match-up please, my star sign is a Leo, I never took the personality test, I hope that´s okay and I don´t care About the gender of my match

Thanks so much for requesting, Lacey!! I really hope you enjoy your matches. 🤩💘

Your match is...

Bartolomeo (Libra)

You and Barto make a good pair because of your shared aesthetics and interests. He is very much into the same music and you two have lots of fun attending all kinds of concerts together! He’s mildly allergic to cats so he won’t play with them much, but he’s always amused at seeing you annoy them. Plus, your cats really love him for some reason so it’s even more amusing to watch him struggle to fend them off. Barto also loves sweets, especially yours, and he is more than willing to help you in the kitchen when you need him. He learned the hard way to stay out when you’re stress baking though...Barto also finds your style appealing and inspiring. Much like him, you’re confident in who you are and you love to express yourself in some of the most unique ways and he always supports you in all of your fashion experiments.

Furthermore, you two also make a good couple based off of your differing personalities! You are more reserved in nature, especially when meeting new people. On the flip side of that, it’s nearly impossible to fluster Barto (unless you or Luffy are around) so he hardly ever meets a stranger. He’s very outspoken and can be a bit vulgar which astonishes you, but his encouragements help to bring you out of your shell! There’s no need to feel embarrassed when he’s by your side. Plus, he’s more than guilty of loving to show you off and brag about how amazing you are in every way, so he tends to throw you into all kinds of social situations just to do so. If he notices that it really bothers you, then he’ll know to back off. He's guilty of finding your anxious rambling adorable and so he usually just tries to match your pace to make you feel less awkward, rambling crazily right beside you. When you’re in your silent moods, he’ll try to incorporate environments and people you are more familiar with to help you feel comfortable. Barto never just throws you out to the sharks, but, you can’t possibly expect him to keep precious you all to himself! Much like his adoration for Luffy, he’s never shy in expressing his adoration for you.

You two share a very strange humor which makes your relationship so fulfilling. You two can laugh at the same things and find the same kind of enjoyment in life. He will do whatever it takes to keep you smiling and laughing because he is utterly in love with your joyous expressions. He understands otherwise you’re not very open with your emotions. This took him some time to get used to as Barto is consistently an open book, but as soon as he cracked that shell of yours and your true colors began to shine, you can say that’s when he knew you were the one for him! Whenever you seem to be struggling with your expressions, he’ll be patient with you. Which surprises everyone because he’s not usually a patient man, but you and your love have taught him how to be! Barto is surprisingly perceptive and can read on even the most subtle hints from you to understand what you’re feeling. He doesn’t mind if you struggle to express yourself, he just always has to know that you’re okay so please be vocal about your problems with him if any arise. Other than this, he will be utterly silly to help you let loose a little! He is head over heels for your clinginess, it makes him feel so loved and special, so don’t ever worry about it being too much. Barto has lots of love for you and can be equally clingy. He also finds your hyper moods totally charming because he’s a silly man with a hyper attitude to match! You two are different in so many ways, but you both embrace these differences as they help you two grow as people and improve your relationship. You also have lots of similarities that help make the relationship feel comfortable and homey. You never have to be anyone else around each other!

Other potential suitors:

Usopp (Aries) - Usopp is very gentle and patient with your social anxiety. He doesn’t have much problem with meeting new people (unless they’re scary) so he has the confidence to help you get through it and become more comfortable. In general, Usopp is very loving and gentle towards you, despite your punk/bad ass aesthetic. He enjoys your clinginess and random bursts of energy once you finally got comfortable around him, because he can be equally clingy and hyper! He understands how tough it is to break down your walls to people, so he was very patient in winning you over. Usopp is a total goofball with his exaggerated adventures that he’s really helped you in learning how to express yourself more clearly, especially when you are happy and excited! Usopp helps to bring all the best sides of you out and helps you embrace them.

Nojiko (Leo) - You two share a lot of similarities as you both are Leos, but there’s some unique differences that helps to keep your romance exciting. She’s not very clingy, but she doesn’t mind how much you can be. In fact, once learning how clingy and dependent you can be it made her very protective of you. She finds your aesthetic very interesting and finds herself wanting to experiment much like you. She also likes to join you when it comes to baking. She can be pretty introverted herself when around new people, but she has enough to drive to get over it and ease you through your social anxiety. She likes that you make her laugh. Even when you struggle to express yourself, you find ways to make her smile and giggle and that’s something she truly treasures in your relationship.

Katakuri (Sagittarius) - You two also share a very similar aesthetic that makes you look so cute together. Like you, Katakuri struggles in expressing himself, but when you two are around each other, you seem to become more open? It was a bit awkward at first, as genuine expressions were a new concept to the two of you, but once you realized how happy you make each other, it was nearly impossible to keep all that happiness in! You two make each other laugh and smile, even during the most inopportune times, and you embrace the joyous emotions you share with each other. He was very thrown off by your clinginess and random bursts of energy once you finally opened up to him, just because he’s not used to that kind of affection, but he’s grown to love it all. He gets a bit concerned when you’re not attached to his hip throughout the day!

#doctorgerth #one piece #one piece matchup #op matchup #matchup #1000 follower event #matchup event #follower event #laceymorganwrites

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lollytea · 4 years

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What are your opinions about Jungle cubs? I loved that show as a kid!

hi hello!! thank u for humoring me!! i love getting asks about the stuff im currently obsessed with that nobody really cares about, it makes me feel valid! also i dont have well constructed opinions, i just have a very messy, manic head so i just babble all my thoughts. for that i am sorry

im not gonna say jungle cubs is the best damn cartoon to hit the tv and maybe its just my own biased love speaking when i call it a good show but it means a lot to me personally. it brought me comfort as a little kid, i came back to it as a teen when i was feeling very alone and came back to it again as an adult just cuz of my recent love of baloo and talespin and needing something to keep me upbeat during the quarantine.

and ive watched quite a few cartoons i loved as a kid that i dont really vibe with anymore. i tried rewatching gummi bears. its not my thing. but jungle cubs is?? really good?? its just so charming to watch. i love the expressive animation, i love the smooth flowing dialogue, i love the playful and naive tone it has of just a bunch of kids being kids, i love the depiction of these characters, i love the performance of the voice actors, i love the layers it adds to the original film. layers that were never intended to be in there in the first place but isnt that just the beauty of interpretation and ones own imagination.

its such a formulaic concept isnt it. to take a classic show/movie and make its protagonists babies for a spinoff. but i dunno, i always got the feeling that whoever was the backbone of this story actually cared about the characters they were writing and took a sincere approach to it.

they thought in-depth about how to devolve them from their current personalities in a realistic way and what aspects of themselves are so core to their being that they would have been ingrained since childhood. the cubs feel pretty three-dimensional and considering theyre cash grab spinoff babies, that is an amazing feat.

but also, i love it for the very very very simple reason of its really adorable. bagheera especially. to see such a stoic and levelheaded character in his earliest stage as a child just Hits for me. cub bagheera is clever, hes cautious, hes a little stuck-up, all traits he has in the movie. hes also not the best hunter, doesnt know how to roar yet, is a little cowardly, sorta awkward at times and is often trying to prove that hes the best even though hes aware that he is nowhere near the best.

like its easy to believe the kind of person he grows up to be but at the same time, its really interesting to see the more childish aspects of himself that he eventually matured past. and hes adorable dude! baby bagheera voiced by EG Daily is the sweetest goddamn thing, i love him so much

also shere khan who is a fuckin doozy. hes very interesting in this too. everything about his attitude is reminiscent of a preteen who says mean things to you on voice chat while playing overwatch but if you tell him you’re gonna call the police on him, he starts panicking. thats shere khan’s vibe, a real edgy little tiger who thinks hes hot shit cuz he probably caught something bigger than a mouse like one time and its gone to his head.

hes constantly stalking around, subtly bragging about what a natural predator he is. but at the same time, he’s still around?? hes still hanging around with the other cubs cuz hes ALSO a cub and likes to play around with other kids his age. and he fucking loves his friends. the amount of times he’s scared off bigger animals who were about to harm them. and its really sweet cuz they like him too. while his attitude is definitely annoying sometimes, they still consider him their friend and enjoy his company. its just wholesome.

plus hes also pretty vulnerable as hes a cub. he doesnt stand a chance when they come across a grown animal as a threat. he gets scared just like the rest of them, hes just so arrogant that he never admits it.

in fact the appeal of the show in general to me, is the vulnerabilities of all the characters that comes with being in their most immature state. they dont know any better when it comes to stuff. this show is real dumbass hours

EVERYTHING about baloo is just great. he does not change even slightly. he is exactly the same except hes little and his voice hasnt broke yet. his child voice is amazingly fitting also.

i mean i guess one thing that differentiates him is adult baloo had some semblance of a philosophy. he was wise....in a way. baby baloo does not know shit about shit. he does not think. he just vibes, okay?? i love him mwah

i dont have much to say about the others but i DO like this interpretation of them more than their adult selves. it also just feels bittersweet that they grew up to be such dicks. Haithi is lovely, i love that hes just out here TRYING to be a colonel but he lacks the authority that comes with being a grown elephant and he doesnt have the self confidence to command anybody yet. he is simply babey.

louie is a very cute little dude, i love him and baloo as just an idiot squad. he also has a very good voice

kaa.....i dont trust. on one hand, hes very sweet as a child but on the OTHER HAND he grows up to be the creepiest fucking creation disney has ever put in a movie so that snake will always rub me the wrong way even when im trying to like him.

also ONE THING thats driving me crazy about this show is like. it has the best depiction of pre-adolescent boys that i have ever seen in a cartoon ever. just the way they behave. theyre sweethearts one minute, extremely mean the next minute, going from building eachother up to lightly bullying eachother, lots of unprovoked play fighting, laughing over dumb shit, rude to strangers for no goddamn reason, theres just a lot.

it fuckin knocked me back like 15 years cuz it reminded me so much of kids i used to play with. and these arent even human children whose brain development is documented, these are animals, this show had no business being this spot-on.

i dont like season 2. it has a few gems here and there that i get a kick out of. but as a whole, its really disappointing. since the show swapped production companies, they seemed to uproot it completely and start from scratch. and its kinda sad cuz i think they were TRYING to do something poignant when it came to a future narrative but it just didnt land. firstly there was a huge animation downgrade and looking at the two season in comparison is kinda depressing.

also they redesigned the characters, some looked worse than others. baloo looked fine but i still preferred his og look. bagheera....was the worst. rip bagheera.

they all underwent a huge personality change. and not in the way that showed subtle maturity, i mean a vapid exaggeration of their original personality. the only characters who were left relatively alone in this regard were baloo and kaa. and i dont mind gradually changing a character since there IS an adult version of them that they should be growing into. but the season 2 depictions are literally the furthest things from their adult selves that its unbelievable.

another pet peeve is they changed a few of the voice actors and.....i love these season 2 voice actors in other work theyve done. dee bradley baker and cree summer specifically who are both very talented people. but they did not fit these roles in the slightest. (not to mention having cree summer play an APE and suddenly having her do a LOT of monkey noises that the previous va never had to do. im not gonna get into all that BUT hmm.) and if youre gonna recast the characters to make them sound “older” as least make them sound somewhat similar to the jungle book actors, so you can picture them eventually growing into those voices.

also the tone shifted so much between seasons. the way they tried to make this jungle more of a “society” with shit like talent shows and sports games and celebrities and like fuckin. STOP. theyre animals. just let them be animals. along with that the writing just feels really off and its just. not fun. i dont like it

and as i mentioned, they WERE trying to do something here. the fact that the cubs didnt hang out with eachother as much and were starting to drift apart is kinda sad and wouldve liked it see it handled a little better. but instead i got season 2, which was stupid. and im 21 and im petty.

anyway i am very sorry that ended so negatively and im very sorry that rant was completely all over the place i have no sense of proper organization i just wanted to gush about what i love. but on a positive note i love jungle cubs!! its very dear to my heart and makes me very happy and i wish it had gotten more episodes

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katoro19 · 4 years

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Plot: Grace Wilson is an 18 year who is struggling in her senior year because all of her friends graduated last year. She misses them and she is having a hard time adjusting to the school after they left. People have changed and not for the better ,school rules have changed and the work is even harder than last year. Grace doesn’t know what she is going to do about school and her social life.

Describe your characters.

Grace Wilson is an 18 year old, she does photography because she likes to capture the great moments between her friends and the adventures they had together also the beautiful landscapes. She used to be really happy when she was at school because she had her all of her friends there but now she’s been down and usually only keeps to herself.

David is an 18 year old who doesn’t know where he wants to go to college or if he even wants to go to college. He is the quarterback for the school’s football team, he seems to always be happy but it’s all an act. He loves to hang out with his friends well most of the time. He has two sisters who he usually gets along with

although they of course have their fights, has a loving relationship with his mother but doesn’t have a good relationship with his father.

Tommy Wilson who is Grace’s brother is pretty protective of Grace, he loves her a lot but he doesn’t show it that much because he is popular and Grace isn’t not anymore at least not like he is. He’s afraid it will make him look weak. He is also on the football team like David. Tommy and David kinda of have a rivalry about who’s the better player on the team which I think is stupid but what do I know. He is dating Stella who’s a cheerleader, she is what you call a mean girl. He is actually in love with Chelsea aka Grace’s best friend. He puts on an act that he is all tough and doesn’t really care about other people but he does love Grace and Chelsea.

Chelsea Baker is Grace’s best friend who’s definitely interesting at times to say the least

(Grace’s POV) “Today is the last day of the first semester which I am honestly really scared and excited about, I am scared because I can’t choose what college I want to go to, the only thing I really know is that I prefer the college to be in New York but I am also excited that Graduation is in 6 months because that means I can finally get away from the high school drama and the people here who only care about themselves, although I will miss Chelsea so much. The grades in my first semester have finally been graded, I mostly got A’s and B+ which is great because I am kind of obsessed about getting good grades, maybe it’s because she wants to make her parents proud of her.” Tommy was even impressed although I definitely could tell he was annoyed because his grades were mostly C+ which I think is pretty good for him at least because that means he can keep his scholarship as long as he has good/ok grades. Grace and I met a boy a few weeks ago named David who’s definitely interesting because you never would have thought he was not a happy go lucky fellow or that he had daddy issues although maybe if people had paid more attention to what he says than they could definitely tell”. Finals are this week which is why I am so stressed out because I worry I won’t have everything done on time like everyone else, turns out I am not the only one who is close to having a panic attack due to all the stress. “Finals are now done thank god!” “ I still feel so alone more so than ever before and yes I know I have friends but sometimes it doesn’t feel like it you know anyways the suicidal thoughts have gotten worse ever since all my senior friends left, there’s a creepy guy in one of my classes, he keeps getting in my personal space even though everyone can definitely tell that I don’t like it at all then there always seems to be drama wherever I go, always having to feel alone and sad because basically all my friends have boyfriends while I don’t have a boyfriend.” My friends seem to always brag how great their boyfriends are even though some of them are complete douche bags who don't respect them

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caitymschmidt · 5 years

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Cake Mix

I want to talk about cake.

See, I’m a baker, and a pretty good one. I was lucky; my parents taught me all the skills I would need, I’ve always enjoyed it, and I have some good instincts. I can, and do, bake from scratch. Sifting ingredients, toasting my own coconut, making my own frosting - hell, I’ve made my own butter and baked with it solely for the bragging rights.

People say really nice things about what I create.

But here’s the thing. I don’t always bake from scratch. I keep box cake mix in the house, all the time. In Gluten free form, and in gluten form. I have a preference for duncan hines, but there are plenty that are good. Some days, I do exactly as the recipe says. And that’s fine. It’s still cake. And It’s still tasty. No complaints.

Sometimes I get fancy. An extra egg. milk instead of water. Butter instead of oil. Add lemon zest and cardamom. Use sour cream. Swirl a cinnamon drizzle through it. Mix in chocolate chips. Ganache filled, marshmallow topped, coconut rolled. For real, you can get all kinds of fancy and make some incredible things starting with a box mix.

Sometimes I use the cake mix, and turn it into brownies. or cookies. Hell, I’ve never done it, but I hear you can use cake mix to make ice cream.

And when I start from a mix, people say nice things then too. Because I still baked them something.

It doesn’t matter that I started with a helping hand because I didn’t feel like sifting ingredients - or maybe I just didn’t have any cocoa powder in the house except in a cake mix.

I baked; thus, I am a baker.

We’re all in agreement, right?

Good. Okay.

So.

I lied up there.

I’m not talking about cake.

Never really was.

I’m talking about writing.

I’m talking about fanfiction.

Because even if you started with a box mix, you’re still a writer.

#fanfiction #ao3 #writing #motivation #I saw a rude post #and have feelings

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ruffiorocks · 5 years

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Supergirl Season 5 premiere review!

Ok!! So there's a lot to process here but first off WOW! Bravo! 👏👏 as season premieres go that was probably one of if not the best.

Ok... So opening scene, you could so tell that was a simulation from the way Kara talked. I should also like to give a big 🖕🖕 to all those that were dragging Lena saying she either:

1. Gave herself super powers

2. Used Kryptonite

3. Punched Kara in front of some school kids.

Is it just me, or does Hope the AI give off an "I'm going to become sentient and be a massive pain in the ass?" Vibe? 🤔🤔

My poor baby Lena, how awful must it be to believe that everyone you know has betrayed you, that you can't trust them and you have no one to talk to? So you create your own personal AI that won't (probably will ) betray you, oh and you bring someone (Andrea ) back into your life when clearly things haven't always been smooth sailing? Poor Lena!

Ugh..Must they throw out politics less that 3 minutes into the show? We have Kara talking about registering to vote?

Ok, so everyone is praising Kara, she's talking about having her work recognised, Baker and Lex being taken down, but yet again there is NO mention of the fact that it was Lena who figured out where Lex was, Lena who helped Kara/Supergirl etc. Oh that's right I forgot, the show doesn't like to acknowledge when things couldn't have been done without Lena 😤😤

Naww Alex and Kelly are so cute.

Kara suddenly has a dislike for technology?? Random and purely there for plot convenience.

Not going to lie but Jonn is kind of boring this episode.

Ok... So here we go again, Kara using stupid excuses to not tell Lena. Ugh.... this is getting so old and cliche to the point it isn't even funny anymore.

Yes!! They have Kara acknowledging that lying to Lena for so long while being all about 'truth' wasn't fair.

Yes Alex the voice of reason Danvers!! She can tell Kara off essentially while still praising her and letting her know she is good. I'm loving how it's ALEX who is saying Lena needs to know!

😂 Miranda Priestly, yes Brainy I quite agree! Id rather face Hannibal Lector than her. Oh bring back Cat Grant!!

😂😂 omg that handshake! I'm willing to bet that Alex's laugh was just Chyler not being able to keep a straight face and they kept it.

James is boring.

Strangely turned on by the way Andrea says her name 😅

James is boring.

Not going to lie, I know Lena wanted Andrea to keep the sale of Cat Co a secret, but I'm actually glad we got to see Kara's shock at not being kept in the loop. Humble pie much??

Ok the exhibit is funny.

Did they have a casting call for a creepy kid?

Dinosaur!!

Katie is so good at the whole pretending to be happy and friendly whilst plotting face 🤣. Morgana much?

Oh.... Kara is being indignant Lena did something without telling them all?? Another bite of pie Kara?

Hahahaha 🖕 to all those that said Lena didn't buy Cat Co for Kara. (I know she might be saying that to explain the sale away, but it's been said so it's canon!)

Oooh Lena is really making it obvious she knows 🤣🤣 awkward much lol

Dinosaur!!

Karas cape is more important than a bomb to Brainy 😂

Ooh here that's scene at Cat Co. I stand by my last post, James and Kara are incredibly rude to their new boss and have zero right to speak to her that way. James and Kara used all of the staff to gang up on Andrea and it's just not on! I love how Andrea roasted James though!!

Does anyone here ever read a contract before signing it?

Am I the only one thought Andrea was Lenas ex when she said "relationship"?? 😅😅 false alarm lol

Why is Kara still flying with a crap cape? She doesn't need one to fly.

trap!!

Midnight isn't all that exciting.

Oh so Jonn remembers Manchester Black, but i take it no one wants to acknowledge his blatant MURDER Of the disarmed non powered human? Ok writers you can forget it all you want, but I'm not going to!

😂 Brainy! It is great fun to watch Jonn shift into Kara!

Oh Alex you angel and voice of reason.

Yay Kelly!! Lovely advice, love how she's the one who convinced James to leave! Kelly just got a massive boost in my eyes!

William is hilariously obnoxious!!

Erm... Did Kara just FULL ON verbally attack her new boss? Threatening to fight her boss on everything? Dictating what Andrea can and can not do? Giving out demands? Jesus Christ, Andrea I know you said you're not going to fire her but man I would have on the spot!! Kara is waaaay out of order and getting way to big for her super boots!

I don't think William and Kara are going to be a couple, that's the exact same story as Mon El and Kara. No one wants to watch that again.

Ok so now Kara is bragging to Alex that she verbally attacked her new boss, telling her what SHE will and will not tolerate? Omg Kara get a grip!

Alex?? You're encouraging this? You were supposed to be the voice of reason!

Naww Alex and Kelly are cute!

Ooh Brainy is so funny! "To small to be perceived". He made her a new suit!

Holy s**t!! Kara just out right came out to Lena!! I really thought she would drag this out start rambling and not actually do it So Lena sees her change instead. But good for her, about bloody time!!

Lena genuinely looks shocked! She didn't expect Kara to come clean! Puts a spanner in Lena's revenge plot there lol

Jesus the acting of these two!! The facial expressions and the tears! Mel is really selling it! Bravo 👏👏

I'm loving how Kara is acknowledging all the things we've been saying, how her reasons for keeping the secret were dumb!

Oh I don't trust this Hope AI at all! She's encouraging Lena to hate on Kara.

Oh the speech, and Alex's awkward look!

No way was Lena going to immediately forgive Kara, I know we wanted to think it but Nooo! Far to soon lol

Omg!! It was Lena Kara activated her new suit infront of!! I'm living for that!

PANTS!!!

HOLY SH*T MUSE!!! Yesssss!!! What a sound track to use!!

Alex "how do you guys change so fast?!" 🤣🤣

Oh.. ... look...... Guardian is there.....Hopefully for his last appearance

Fight itself isn't all that exciting, and I feel like we didn't even get to know Midnight, that was way to quick.

James quit, good! Leave!! Seems a bit stupid he doesn't care about never being a journalist again though. But I won't dwell, because I genuinely don't care.

Alex and Kelly! Oh my heart!

Oh so Brainy has had A LOT of romantic experience then? 😏

Aww he loves her!!

I'm glad they had Brainy acknowledge his feeling at having been dark for that short time.

Nawwww a kiss!

That little girl is way creepy!

Oh so Jonn doesn't know he has a brother? 🤔 interesting.

Oh look Lena gets a super watch, ABOUT BLOODY TIME!! That could have prevented so many problems! Straight out of a fan fic lol

Oh yes, I don't trust this AI Hope!!

Lena no! You are NOT a Luthor!

Ok... so all in all a fab episode, nothing was dragged out thank RAO! I don't hate Lena for wanting to expose Kara, it makes sense from a comic point of view and from the pain she feels. The important thing is she didn't do it. People are allowed to feel like they are going to lash out when they are hurt.

I quite like Andrea, she's a breath of fresh air! Plus she isn't wrong in her ideas, just because it's something Kara, Nia and James don't like doesn't mean it's wrong. I think she was treated horribly and despicably by Kara and James though. Especially Kara! That was way to much and she should have been sacked. I'm really happy someone is at Cat Co now that is challenging her and not doing whatever she says, I think the days of Karaolsen magazine and Kara running out whatever she wants are done. But this is good!

Nia is adorable but didn't get to do much.

Jonn was pretty boring this ep considering the villain was out to get him.

James sucks!

Brainy is sooo cute and funny!

Alex and Kelly are the best!

Alex being the voice of reason is what I'm here for, now I want her to go see Lena.

Hahaha Kelly is the one to thank for ridding me of James.

The acting between Mel and Katie here was brilliant, the emotions the tears, the deception? Wonderfully done.

Lena didn't create any VR tech so take that haters!!

Kara's war on tech sounds like it's going to be for boring reasons.

I don't trust this Hope AI!

Lena isn't done for yet, "a fight for Lena's soul!" We can all find our way back to the light!

#supergirl #katie mcgrath #kara zor el #kara danvers #lena luthor #superfriends #supercorp #alex danvers #kelly olsen #anti james olsen #dansen #nia nal #brainy #jonn jonzz #andrea rojas

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For the weird asks... 97, 58, and 21? Hope you feel better 💙

hey anon! thanks so much, just having a shit day, like all of us lmao. hope youre doing well :)

21. obsession from childhood?

as a general obsession, I know its cliche but definitely harry potter lmao. I still love to re-read the books over and over and watch the movies. even more general is probably just like... books? I love books lol

as a niche obsession from when I was a kid, I always collect scraps of paper or magazines, and I clip out cute pictures of things I love. I save them all for when I want to do something with my hands and I make collages lol. that sounds lame but it’s the only thing I can think of? I've been doing it for awhile but I don't know if its from childhood.

oh, also - shrek 2 and the cat in the hat movie with mike myers. actually they both have mike myers, which might say a lot about my sense of humor. specifically, the opening song from the cat in the hat movie is literally my fave thing ever, and since I was kid, I would put on the movie and just play the beginning song and opening narration on repeat. I know both movies off by heart, verbatim.

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

lord, I am a Talentless person but I'll attempt to toot my horn lmao.

- I think I'm a pretty decent writer, I do genuinely love to write and I think that if I actually forced myself to buckle down and write consistently, I would have more to work with lol. im a lazy piece of shit and I also do not have the ability to Complete A Task.

- I do think I'm a pretty good singer. unfortunately, I lack in the department of voice control, but I have a pretty voice? I also write songs, and I think they’re pretty good but of course I'd never show them to anyone so I'll never know if they actually are lol.

- I don't know if this counts as talent but I'm hard of hearing and I can lip-read very well. it’s not something I like.... brag about, considering I need to lip-read in order to understand what a person says, but I can read lips from afar and its a pretty useful skill at times. I don't know if it counts as a talent since it’s something I legitimately needed to do in order to... like... exist in the social world but yeah.

- baking! and also cooking, but I pride myself in being a pretty good baker actually. I come from a very food-oriented culture and religion, so I learn everything from my parents and grandparents, particularly my grandmother. I know how to cook and bake most of the traditional jewish and sephardic foods, and also just general stuff. I also worked with a challah baker for awhile, so I can bake challah really well. my specialty is challah and choc chip cookies :)

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

I don't know for sure, but I think at least eight? one of them is my ex-boyfriends that for some reason, has decided to carve a place in my brain. so that’s good lmao.

thanks for sending in the questions anon :)

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The Axeman Of New Orleans (UNSOLVED)

Our story begins on the night of the 22nd of May 1918 in New Orleans. The bodies of grocery store owner Joseph Maggio and his wife Catherine were discovered in pools of their own blood by Joseph's brothers who actually lived just next door. Joseph and Catherine's throats had been slit with a razor while they slept, Catherine's was actually cut so deeply thst her neck was almost entirely severed from her shoulders. Their heads had then been bashed in with an ace. It was a bloody and brutal crime scene, their blood was soaked into the mattress of their marital bed.

Police discovered the point of entry to the home upon arrival, a panel had actually been chiselled out of the back door to allow the attacker to enter. It was also quickly clear that burglary was not the motive for this crime. Nothing had been taken from the home, or at least nothing of value. The blood soaked axe (which actually belonged to the couple) had been left in the bathroom, the chisel had been left by the door and the razor blade was thrown into the neighbours garden.

The police were very quick to make arrests in this case, including one of the Maggio brothers, however due to a lack of evidence all of the suspects had to be released. Due to the time severely limited the technology available, the only evidence the police were able to find was a message, scribbled in Chalk on the floor a short walk from the crime scene, which read, "Mrs Maggio will sit up tonight just like Mrs Tony." The police connected this message to Mrs Tony Chiambra, one of a number of grocers of Italian descent that were attacked and killed between 1911 and 1912. While these cases were never officially connected to The Axeman, the similarities in both the MO and the victim profile make it seem unlikely to me that they weren't connected in some way.

A month later, on the 27th of June, The Axeman Of New Orleans struck again. Baker John Zanca went to make a delivery to the grocery store owned by Louis Besumer just like he had many times before. When there was no sign of life from the front of the store, and no answer to his knocks, Zanca got the uncomfortable feeling that something wasn't quite right, and he decided to walk to the back of the building where he knew that Besumer and his (supposed) wife, Harriet, would likely be sleeping. However when he did reach the back of the store, he discovered the couple lying in pools of blood, with multiple wounds to their heads, but somehow they were still alive.

The Besumers would reported waking up to extreme pain, before seeing their attacker hacking at them with their own axe. When police arrived at the scene, they saw the panel cut from the back door, saw the lack of stolen objects and saw that the Besumers axe, which was used to attack them, had once again been left in the bathroom of the home. One of the most intriguing elements to this case for me has always been the fact that The Axeman would never bring his own axe to his crime scenes, and would instead use the victims, as this suggests a lot of prior knowledge about his victims, their belongings, and where in the home these belongings were kept.

Once again, a string of arrests were made in this case, including one of Besumers employees, but due to the lack of evidence and the media frenzy which would occur, they were all released. It was discovered soon after the attack that Harriet was in fact not Besumers wife, but his mistress, which was a total scandal at the time and led to the media frenzy actually interfering with the case. This media frenzy would only worsen in the two months before Harriet would tragically die. Before she passed away, she actually pointed the blame Besumer himself, claiming that he was actually a German Spy. Police had a difficult time believing this, largely due to the fact that Besumers had received some pretty severe injuries during the attack, including a skull fracture. However they apparently came over to Harriet side because 9 months after the attack, and 7 months after Harriet unfortunate death, Besumer was arrested and actually taken to trial for the murder, where he was found not guilty and released.

The next attack would occur in August of the same year, but this time, there was only one victim. 8 month pregnant Mrs Schneider was attacked in her sleep while her husband stayed for work. Mr Schneider returned home from work to find his wife covered in blood, with some of her teeth missing and her skull cut open, but she was alive. A few days after the attack Mrs Schneider regained consciousness and told the police what little she remembered. She recaes waking to a figure hovering over her holding what she would only know to be an axe when he started to strike. Luckily Mrs Schneider made a full recovery, and her unborn baby girl was miraculously unharmed, and she was born not long after the attack.

Police were confused as to why The Axeman had attacked Mrs Schneider, the MO matched perfectly but the victim profile was so off. Mrs Schneider was neither a grocer nor of Italian descent.

Just 5 days after the attack on Mrs Schneider, an elderly Italian grocer and his wife woke to the sound of a struggle coming from the room next to theirs, where their uncle was sleeping. When they entered the room they discovered their uncle Joseph Romano with a head wound, badly bleeding, and they actually saw the attacker flee the scene. Romano neice described the attacker to police as "dark skinned, heavy set and wearing a dark suit and a slouch hat". Once again, a panel had been removed from the door and nothing of value had been taken. Joseph unfortunately died from his injuries two days later.

Once again a media frenzy arose in New Orleans. Men began to arm themselves and watch over their families as they slept.

Police were looking into the growing list of things that simply didn't make sense about this case. Why did The Axeman always leave the chisel behind? Why did he never bring his own axe, and how did he have this kind of knowledge of his victims belongings? And why had he killed Mrs Schneider and Joseph Romano, Mrs Schneider didn't fit the profile, and why kill Romano and not his grocer nephew that was in the same home.

Just when the attacks began to speed up, with only 5 days between the last 2, The Axeman disappeared, for 7 long months the families of New Orleans began to hope again, wanting nothing more than for the axeman to be gone for good. But tragiy on the 10th March 1919, The Axeman returnee. When he did, nothing about his MO had changed. He entered the house through a cut out panel and he attacked the Cortimiglia fighting with The Axeman, a fight which he would lose, receiving multiple blows to the head and a fractured skull. The Axeman then turned to Rosie, and tragically her 2 year old daughter that she was cradling. The child sadly died instantly, and Rosie received a fractured skull.

Fellow grocer Iorlando Jordano lived next door, and when he heard his neighbours screams, he raised the alarm and ran into their home in attempt to help in any way he could.

Luckily, both Charles and Rosie made full recoveries, and Rosie claimed to know exactly whk did this. Rosie pointed the blame at the very man who had gotten them help, claiming that Iorlando and his son Frank had committed this heinous attack. Charles ferverently denied this, and would reportedly go on to divorce his wife because of this. The men were actually arrested and charged with the attack however, Iorlando was sentenced to life in prison and his son Frank was actually sentenced to hang. It wasnt until almost a year later that Rosie withdrew her testimony, claiming that she lied out of spite and jealousy.

A few days after this attack, there was an intriguing and chilling new development in the case. The Times Picayune newspaper received a letter from 'hell' and addressed to 'esteemed mortal'. The Axeman had decided to contact the people he had been keeping in fear for so long., claiming to be a 'demon from the hottest hell' with a 'close relationship with the angel of death' bragging that he will never be found as he wasn't a human. He then proceeded to make an unusual proposal:

Now to be exact, at 12:15 (earthly time) on next Tuesday night, I am going to pass over New Orleans. In my infinite mercy, I am going to make a little proposition to you. Here it is:

I am very fond of jazz music, and I swear by all the devil's in the nether regions that every person shall be spared in whose home a jazz band is in full swing at the time I have just mentioned. If everyone has a jazz band going, well, then, so much better for you people. One thing is certain, and that is that some of you people who do not jazz it up on that specific Tuesday night (if there be any) will get the axe.

When the clock struck 12:15 on the 19th of March, New Orleans was full of noise and people 'jazzing it up'. A local composer actually created a song just for that night, which would go on to become a huge hit, titled, The Mysterious Axemans Jazz. The Axeman was satisfied and there would be no attack that night and there wouldn't be another until early August.

Grocer Steve Boca was attacked while he slept, with the exact same MO as the previous attacks. Luckily Boca recovered but couldn't remember anything at all about the attack.

One month later on the 3rd of September, teenager Sarah Laumann was attacked during the night, and suffered severe head injuries and missing several teeth. However a lot of people question whether this was actually the work because there are several inconsistencies, from the victim not fitting the profile, to the axe being found out in the garden and not te bathroom like all the others, and most noticeably because the attacker came through the window and not through a door panel.

Another month later, there would be one final attack, another attack which isn't confirmed to have been the work of The Axeman. Mrs Pepitone woke up to the sounds of a struggle from the next door room where her husband Mike was sleeping. When Mrs Pepitone went into the room she saw her husband in a puddle of blood, with most of the room covered in blood spatter. But while Mr Pepitone fit the victim profile, Mrs Pepitone reported seeing two neb running from the scene. Mr Pepitone would sadly die of his severe injuries very shortly after the attack.

And that was the last New Orleans would see of the mysterious and horrifying Axeman of New Orleans. Sorry for the long wait but I hope the length of the post makes up for it. I'll probably do a follow up some different theories I can find floating around.

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