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My Massive SHIP LIST

The following is a LONG list of all the ships I enjoy from a moderate to an extreme amount and have probably looked at fanfiction for at some point. Keep in mind this doesn't include every movie and/or show I've ever watched and I may make edits to this at a later time. Godspeed you unfortunate witness.

Agents of SHIELD

Coulson X May

Daisy X Lincoln

Fitz X Simmons

Bobbi X Hunter

Mack X YoYo

Arcane

Caitlyn X Vi

Arrowverse

Oliver X Laurel

Roy X Thea

Diggle X Lyla

Barry X Patty

Wally X Jesse

Caitlin X Ronnie

Kara X Mon-El

Alex X Maggie

Brainy X Nia

Attack on Titan

Eren X Mikasa

Falco X Gabi

Bertdholt X Annie

Ymir X Krista

Levi X Hange

Avatar the Last Airbender/Legend of Korra

Katara X Zuko

Aang X Toph

Sokka X Suki

Aang X Katara

Bolin X Korra

Avengers (MCU)

Steve X Natasha

Tony X Pepper

Thor X Jane

Wanda X Vision

Peter Q X Gamora

Scott X Hope

T’Challa X Nakia

Matt X Karen

Luke X Jessica

Peter P X MJ

Bucky X Sarah

Ben 10

Ben X Julie

Kevin X Gwen

Berserk

Guts X Casca

Bleach

Ichigo X Rukia

Uryu X Orihime

Tatsuki X Orihime

Gin X Rangiku

Toshiro X Momo

Boku no Hero Academia

Izuku X Occhako

Todoroki X Momo

Bakugou X Kirishima

Eraserhead X Present Mic

Castlevania

Trevor X Sypha

Alucard X Greta

Class of the Titans

Jay X Theresa

Atlanta X Archie

Critical Role

Percival X Vex’ahlia

Vax’ildan X Keyleth

Scanlan X Pike

Sylas X Delilah

Fjord X Jester

Beau X Yasha

Caleb X Essek

Imogen X Laudna

DC Comics

Clark X Lois

Bruce X Selina

Diana X Steve

Barry X Iris

Wally X Linda

Hal X Carol

Carter X Shiera

Oliver X Laurel

Arthur X Mera

Constantine X Zatanna

Dick X Barbara

Tim X Stephanie

Garfield X Rachel

Conner X Cassie

Kate X Maggie

Hank X Dawn

Garth Ranzz X Imra Arden

Nura Nal X Thom Kallor

Jo Nah X Tinya Wazzo

Val Armorr X Princess Projectra

Kara Zor-El X Querl Dox

Lar Gand X Tasmia Mallor

Demon Slayer

Tanjiro X Kanao

Zenitsu X Nezuko

Giyu X Shinobu

Digimon

Taichi X Sora

Koushiro X Mimi

Takeru X Hikari

Takato X Jeri

Rika X Ryo

Izumi X Junpei

Disney Animation

Mulan X Shang

Eric X Ariel

Simba X Nala

Tiana X Naveen

Tarzan X Jane

Rapunzel X Eugene

Hercules X Meg

Aladdin X Jasmine

Doctor Who

11 X Clara

Dota - Dragon's Blood

Davion X Mirana

Evangelion

Shinji X Kaworu

Fairy Tail

Natsu X Lucy

Erza X Jellal

Gray X Juvia

Wendy X Romeo

Final Fantasy

Zack X Aerith

Cloud X Tifa

Squall X Rinoa

Tidus X Luna

Lightning X Snow

Noel X Serah

Noctis X Luna

Fire Emblem

Byleth X Dimitri

Fullmetal Alchemist

Ed X Winry

Roy X Riza

Ling X Lan Fan

GI Joe

Snake Eyes X Scarlett

Garo

Kouga X Kaoru

Ryuga X Rian

Raiga X Mayuri

Gatchaman

Ken X Jun

Gundam

Domon X Rain

Shinn X Stella

He-Man (OG Continuity)

Adam X Teela

Adora X Sea-Hawk

Duncan X Sorceress

InuYasha

InuYasha X Kagome

Sango X Miroku

Sesshomaru X Kagura

Kohaku X Rin

Invincible

Mark X Eve

Kamen Rider

Hongo X Ruriko

Godai X Ichijo

Shoichi X Hikawa

Shinji X Miho

Takumi X Mari

Kenzaki X Hajime

Yuuto X Airi

Wataru X Mio

Tsukasa X Natsumi

Shotaro X Tokime

Ryo X Akiko

Eiji X Hina

Gentaro X Nadeshiko

Ryusei X Tomoko

Haruto X Koyomi

Kouta X Mai

Kaitou X Yoko

Shinnosuke X Kiriko

Gou X Reiko

Takeru X Akari

Alain X Kanon

Emu X Poppy

Sento X Banjo

Kazumin X Misora

Gentoku X Sawa

Sougo X Tsukuyomi

Aruto X Izu

Fuwa X Yua

Touma X Kento

Rintaro X Mei

Keiwa X Neon

Kingdom Hearts

Kairi X Sora X Riku

Aqua X Terra

Lea X Isa

Roxas X Xion

Riku X Namine

Lucifer

Lucifer X Chloe

Maze X Eve

Magic Knight Rayearth

Hikaru X Lantis

Umi X Clef

Fu X Ferio

Marvel Comics

Steve X Sharon

Tony X Pepper

Thor X Sif

Hank X Janet

Reed X Sue

Peter X MJ

Wanda X Vision

Jean X Scott

Kitty X Colossus

Rogue X Gambit

Rachel X Kurt

Black Bolt X Medusa

Clint X Bobbi

Bucky X Natasha

Matt X Elektra

Luke X Jessica

Warren X Psylocke

Miraculous Ladybug

Adrien X Marinette

Alya X Nino

Naruto

Naruto X Hinata

Sasuke X Karin

Sakura X Rock Lee

Neji X TenTen

Shikamaru X Temari

Ino X Sai

Choji X Karui

Gaara X Matsuri

Kakashi X Might Guy

Asuna X Kurenai

Tsunade X Dan

Yahiko X Konan

Ouran HighSchool Host Club

Haruhi X Tamaki

Persona

Yu X Rise

Chie X Yukiko

Kanji X Naoto

Ren X Makoto (or Kasumi if we're going with Royal canon)

Power Rangers

Tommy X Katherine

Jason X Trini

Adam X Tanya

TJ X Cassie

Andros X Ashley

Karone X Zhane

Leo X Kendrix

Carter X Dana

Wes X Jen

Cole X Alyssa

Taylor X Eric

Tori X Blake

Trent X Kira

Sky X Z

Doggie X Kat

Nick X Madison

Mack X Rose

Casey X Lily

Dillon X Summer

Ziggy X Dr. K

Kevin X Mia

Mike X Emily

Troy X Gia

Tyler X Shelby

Eddie X Vesper

Marv X Chloe

Amelia X Ollie

Ranma ½

Ranma X Akane

Revolutionary Girl Utena

Utena X Anthy

Rurouni Kenshin

Kenshin X Kaoru

RWBY

Ruby X Penny

Blake X Sun

Weiss X Marrow

Yang X Weiss

Jaune X Pyrrha

Ren X Nora

Qrow X Summer

Sailor Moon

Usagi X Mamoru

Ami X Zoisite

Rei X Jadeite

Minako X Rei

Makoto X Nephrite

Minako X Kunzite

Saint Seiya

Seiya X Shaina

Hyoga X Eri

Shiryu X Shunrei

Shun X June

Ikki X Esmeralda

Deathmask X Aphrodite

Aiolia X Lyfia

Yato X Yuzuriha

Sasha X Tenma

Koga X Yuna

Souma X Sonia

She-Ra (Netflix Version)

Adora X Glimmer

Catra X Scorpia

Star Wars

Obi-Wan X Satine

Anakin X Padme

Ahsoka X Lux

Luke X Mara Jade

Han X Leia

Finn X Rey X Poe

Din Djarin X Bo-Katan

Super Sentai

Ryu X Kaori

Sasuke X Tsuruhime

Chisato X Kouichirou

Shun X Miku

Yuri X Tatsuya

Yosuke X Ikkou

Isshu X Nanami

Mari X Ban

Sen X Umeko

Doggie X Swan

Sakura X Akashi

Masume X Natsuhi

Rio X Mele

Sosuke X Miu

Chiaki X Kotoha

Takeru X Mako

Alata X Eri

Hyde X Moune

Marvelous X Luka

Joe X Ahim

Daigo X Mikoto

Tokatti X Mio

Hikari X Kagura

Yamato X Sela

Amu X Tusk

Lucky X Hammie

Balance X Naga

Keiichiro X Tsukasa

Sakuya X Umika

Koh X Asuna

Bamba X Asuna

Shigeru X Sayo

Tarou X Sonoi

Sword Art Online

Kirito X Asuna

The Dragon Prince

Callum X Rayla

Amaya X Janai

ThunderCats

Lion-O X Cheetara

Bengali X Pumyra

Transformers

Optimus X Elita-One

Arcee X Hot Rod

Bulkhead X Wheeljack

Silverbolt X Blackarachnia

Ultraman

Ken X Mari

Voltron

Shiro X Matt

Keith X Allura

Lance X Pidge

Hunk X Shay

Winx Club

Bloom X Sky

Musa X Riven

Flora X Helia

Stella X Brandon

Tecna X Timmy

Layla X Nabu

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romancemedia · 2 years

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Team Members Falling in Love (2)

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young-dumb-and-vaccinated · 3 years

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Cult Girl: Doctorate (Hannibal x Pregnant!Female!Reader) pt. 12

Cult girl deals with an unexpected and unwelcome guest.

@wisesandwichshark @pearlstiare

Trigger warnings: pregnancy, emotional manipulation, emotional abuse, infidelity, threats of violence

Step three: kill Anna

So maybe there was an understanding that the pregnancy was to be kept secret from Anna.

The withdrawal of Archie and Max from the picture left a hole in the plan. Just when it looked like you had secured that much-needed victory, it shriveled up and died right before your eyes. That much was certain. Everything else was a big question mark.

Ever since he felt the baby kicking, Hannibal became even more hopelessly enamored with the idea of being a father. He never mentioned it, of course, but it was there. It was there in the way he cooed at your stomach and how his hand lingered after he felt a kick. He was in heaven.

For a few days, it looked like the downward trajectory was beginning to flatten. Then you remembered your favorite line from Ryan Reynolds' Deadpool:

"Life is an endless series of trainwrecks with only brief, commercial-like breaks of happiness." You repeated to yourself as your phone flashed Theresa's call icon.

It took you a minute to remember that Theresa in your phone was actually Anna, because you hadn't bothered to change it. In a way, it was symbolic. Theresa was the head you cut off, and Anna sprouted up in her place. All in the pursuit of making your life unbearable.

You pulled the toothbrush from your mouth and placed it next to the sink. Lazily, you brought the phone to your ear. "What?"

"Hey pretty girl!" Anna said, using her most transparently fake cheery voice. "How's it going?"

Then it clicked. You felt kind of stupid that you didn't see it coming. In the world of cults, this was known as 'lovebombing'; a manipulation tactic in which the cult leader showers their target with affection, compliments, validation or anything that would make them associate good feelings with the group. In any other context, it would be called 'ass-kissing'.

You narrowed your eyes in skepticism. "What do you want?"

"Jeez, who crapped in your corn flakes?" She scoffed. "Can't a girl just call her little sister to say hi?"

It would have been one thing to say 'cousin', which, despite your bad blood, would have been technically accurate. But 'sister' was crossing a line. The blood that binded you and Anna together was thinner than water.

"We're not sisters, Anna." You corrected. "Why are you calling?"

"I just wanted to let you know that all is forgiven." She said, slipping back into that phony cheerful tone. "That little fiasco at the funeral, it's water under the bridge."

What Anna didn't know was that the water under the bridge was never water, but gasoline. Every drop that flowed under that bridge only created a more dangerous blaze for when you finally burned it down.

"Awesome." You said, flatly.

"I also wanted to say, 'may the best woman win'." She jeered. "I don't want to alarm you, but Liam and I have been fucking like bunnies."

You gagged. "I'm not alarmed but I certainly didn't need to know that."

"I've been keeping track of my ovulation," She disregarded your objection and continued the conversation she wanted to have. "And I even put child locks on the computer so Liam can't watch porn. Can't spare even a drop, y'know. It's too crucial."

"I will literally let you have the entire inheritance if you please just shut up right now." You said through gritted teeth.

"Oh?" She perked up. "Come on, don't give up. Don't make it too easy. Winning is just more fun when someone else loses."

She was growing into her Theresa shoes quite well.

"Seriously, though," You raised your eyebrows. "If it means I never have to see you again, by all means. Take the damn money."

"You know I love you, right?" Anna blurted out, pretending to be offended. "You may not think so, but I love you like a sister."

Again, you fought the urge to feel bad for her. Her model of sisterly love was Theresa. She could use the word to invoke sympathy, but would never know what it meant. It hit your ear exactly the same as when fundamentalist christian strangers said they loved you and that's why they were harassing you. Just an empty annoyance.

You rolled your eyes. "Goodbye, Anna."

"Wait!" She shouted as if she was about to die.

You threw your head back in exasperation. "What?!"

"I wanted to give you a little good-luck gift." She said.

You were slightly interested. "Oh?"

"Yes." She answered. "Can I swing by and drop it off later?"

You sighed. "Whatever. As long as you make it fast."

You were most certainly noticeably pregnant, but a fluffy robe obscured any misplaced curves just enough. You just hoped she wouldn't ask why you were wearing a fluffy robe in July. Anna arrived at the house, with Liam, who was holding a small basket of colorful jars and bottles.

You waited a minute to see if she would just leave the basket on the porch, but she didn't. You resignedly opened the door.

"[F/N]!" She shouted with that hyper-enthusiastic smile. You cringed, trying not to let her presence trigger your morning sickness.

The smile disappeared from her face. "Jesus H, you look like hell."

You desperately wanted to inform her that it was the strain of growing a human inside your body, but you held your tongue and thought of an excuse.

"I'm hungover." You said. Yeah, that would work.

"The usual, I see." Anna snipped at you under her breath.

You eyed the basket. You didn't even bother to mask your disappointment when you realized it wasn't food. "What's this?"

"Oh, this?" Anna said as if she were starting a sales pitch. "This is my olive branch. My exclusive DoTERRA fertility rejuvenation kit."

Your brain refused to process that Anna had been sucked in to an MLM, as it was really only a matter of time. You just didn't think it would take this long.

"Dude, you're twenty-nine and I'm twenty-six." You narrowed your eyes at her. "What on earth are we rejuvenating?"

She pointed to a collection of little bottles. "So these are for the initial cleanse. Put a few drops of this in your food, and some of this in your bathwater-"

She rattled on with practiced certainty about the fictitious health benefits of thyme and geranium oils, how they promote fertility and whatnot.

"Thanks, Anna." You cut her off, reaching for the gift basket. You didn't intend to use any of it, but you could pawn it off on some struggling hunbot for less than they would buy it new.

Anna pulled the basket out of your reach. "Oh. I wasn't giving it to you."

Nothing surprised you anymore, and this was no exception. "I thought you said it was a gift?"

"Oh, god no." She shook her head. "This whole kit costs, like, five hundred dollars."

You grimaced. "So you came here to show me your snake oil collection?"

"I came here to tell you in person about this amazing business opportunity." She said, returning to her fake smile. "For just $1000, you can be part of this amazing company-"

"Anna, what am I studying right now?" You cut her off.

She looked at you with round, clueless eyes. She looked back at Liam for help. He tapped his head to give her a hint.

"I want to say..." her voice trailed off. "...brain surgery?"

You shook your head. "No. Liam?"

"Clinical psychology with a specialization in cults." He answered. "You want to be the next Steven Hassan."

Anna didn't deserve Liam.

"So you're saying you're too smart for me?" Anna said, crossing her arms. "You're too busy going to your fancy college, living with your fancy boyfriend to support your own sister's hustle?"

"I'm saying you're in a cult." You countered. "A pretty obvious one, at that."

"Oh, when your only solution is a hammer every problem looks like a nail." She scoffed. "You think everything is a cult. Why can't you just be happy for me?"

"I'll be happy for you when you accomplish something that isn't built off the backs of people you fucked over." You said, allowing yourself to finally snap.

Anna's jaw hung open. "Do I even need to gesture to this house? Those clothes? That degree? All paid for by your rich boyfriend."

It's time.

You stepped on to the porch and shut the door behind you. "Liam. I have something to tell you."

Liam handed the basket off to Anna and approached. "Alright."

"No she doesn't, Liam." Anna objected. "Don't listen to her. You know she's a liar."

"Liam." You said, looking into his eyes. "Do you remember Nathan Sparks?"

"Anna's ex from college?" Liam folded his arms and looked at his wife. "Vaguely."

Anna gritted her teeth at you. "I swear to fucking god, [F/N]-"

"Anna, stop." Liam cut her off. "Let her speak."

"Anna continued to see him for two years after you got together." You smirked.

Liam's dial-up internet brain sputtered to life.

"Oh my god." His mouth hung open. "...is he 'pineapple'?!"

"Nope." You said. "You are."

"Is this true, Anna?" Liam said, in the overlap between denial and anger. "Did you keep seeing Nathan after we got together?"

Anna threw the basket on the ground, jars shattering, releasing a noxious cloud of concentrated snake oil. She was too busy glaring daggers at you to answer her husband.

"Fine. Don't tell me." He spat, turning back to you. "I'll hear it from you, [F/N]. You're the only one in this family who's been honest with me."

"She only wanted to get with you because your uncle is CEO of that publishing house." You added. You felt bad for essentially rubbing salt in the wound, but he was right to assume he wouldn't hear it from anyone else.

He placed his hand over his head as if to nurse a migrane. "How could I be so stupid..."

"Liam-" Anna said, her voice jumping a few octaves.

Liam put up his hand. "I don't want to hear it."

"I'm sorry, Lee." You offered. Even though you loved seeing Anna caught, you felt bad for every person she victimized along the way. Liam was no exception.

He dropped his shoulders and sighed. "Thank you, [F/N]. I'll be out of your way, now. Anna--"

He stopped himself, presumably to avoid saying something he would regret. "...find your own way home."

He shoved his hands into his pockets and walked away, leaving Anna with you.

"Thanks for coming." You sneered at her, feeling around behind you for the door handle. "I'd call an uber if I were you."

"You twisted bitch." She scowled, hands hovering in your direction. "You just get off on ruining people's lives, don't you?"

"Oof, that's some serious projection, Anna." You said, unconsciously untying the belt of your robe and pulling it off your shoulders.

"You're-" She sputtered, her eyes growing to the size of personal pizzas. "You're fucking pregnant?!"

Shit. You thought, cycling through whatever braincells you had left for an idea of how to play this off as if you meant to do it.

"Surprise." You shrugged. Yeah, that would work.

"That's impossible!" She stammered. "You're- you're not even married!"

"Grandma never said anything about marriage." You grinned.

Anna struggled to find her words. "That is unfair!"

"So now that you're not winning, the game is unfair?" You raised an eyebrow.

She pursed her lips and pointed at you. "You aren't going to get away with this."

"Just like you didn't get away with cheating on your husband?" You taunted.

"I'm serious, [F/N]." Anna said, backing down the porch steps. "I will destroy everything you love just like you did to me."

For a half a second, the voice in your head told you to beware, that the threat should be taken seriously. Upon remembering it was coming from Anna, you pushed the thought from your mind.

You shouldn't have.

#hannibal lecter #hannibal x you #hannibal x reader #hannibal nbc #hannibal lecter x reader #hannibal x pregnant reader #pregnancy #baby fever #cult girl #cult girl 2 #cult girl doctorate

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andsmile · 3 years

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you probably have realized this but the way teen dramas treat latinas is so aggravating like theresa in the oc and anna in one tree hill (bi storyline included) were always treated (even veronica if we go by b*rchies reasoning) as an obstacle for the main guy to reunite with the main white girl or they just didn't exist. The treatment of veronica is worse cause she's one of the mains and idk i just cant see my favorite character be embarrassed by the guy who's supposed to be in love w/ her 😭😭

as a latina myself, i have realized it. i have spoken up about it several times whenever i get asked questions about why can’t i give b*rchie a chance or why i dislike b*rchie so much and i’ve had several people calling me out for saying what i said, that people should be able to ship whatever they ship without me saying they’re sexist or racist/xenophobe, but i still think that shipping ba in the context of riverdale and supporting the ~narrative~ their fandom supports is the ultimate fuck you for the portrait of a prominent latina character in the media. a character who was originally white and was turned into a latina only for her family to be criminalized, no other.

a lot more under the cut!

the other day me, @monica-posh (who’s black) and @archiercnnies (who’s another latina like me) had a very interesting conversation over representation and how we are always bound to be represented in the media by characters who are poorly written in an already poorly written show, “bitches”, “strong women that need no man”, or doormats who are always apologizing for stuff they sometimes never even did, or forgiving white characters for horrible stuff they have done without even getting a proper apology from the ones who wronged them. the short end of the stick gets shorter and shorter the darker the character’s skin is.

the oc and one tree hill were shows written in the early 00′s. i know this shouldn’t be an excuse, but it kinda is, considering how much the world evolved with the representation discourse since then. however, riverdale is from a very decade in a very different world and it was beautiful to see what a diverse cast they really were, until you actually watch it and realize how they write it. all pocs on riverdale at some point are turned into villains or antagonists to the three white straight mains. even veronica and her family have antagonized bh before. they are all written off without an explanation, killed, or given minor storylines that are carelessly written and forgotten.

granted, the ‘big bads’ have all been white so far... except hiram. whose main purpose is to be a mexican man who terrorizes the little perfect american town. and the mexican man’s daughter is the one who archie falls for interrupting the white boy-and-girl-next-door dream of being together. a daughter of immigrants is the problem of the little american town. i couldn’t make that shit up.

there’s the problem of the writing room, too. i googled and searched and i think even though ras is a latinx man, most of the other writers are white. and men. and it’s only getting whiter and more manly as the seasons progress. how can these writers ever stop and think wait, i am doing this and that and putting this latinx character in an embarrassing position? no, they don’t think that, they don’t think omg i am making two white kids embarrass a latinx girl, they think omg DRAMA. they can’t see it because it doesn’t affect them. we don’t have to go so far: if you ask a man reviewer what they want to happen to x couple in s5, they’ll say they want the girl to pine for the guy. if you ask a woman reviewer, they’ll say the contrary.

there’s a huge distance between the writers - white men - and me, a white latina woman. there’s an even bigger distance between the writers and the black girl. or the black trans person. etc. etc. and they don’t know how to write for us, because they don’t care. vanessa morgan had to speak out in public and jeopardize her job so she could see some alleged change happening. things are still changing. people are still trying to understand, from the top to bottom.

one thing that attracted me in riverdale and in varchie, specifically, is how archie was always choosing veronica and putting her first, despite her not being the girl-next-door. i have never seen on screen the narrative that the bas tried to conjure that she was only an obstacle, and i still don’t. i am always very upset with how veronica (and the lodges in general) is written and how they can’t even give her an original storyline that doesn’t revolve around her father, but i never thought this applied to archie and veronica and i still think it doesn’t. yes, it’s a very stupid writing choice that these writers took by making her sing a song that he’s written for her best friend in front of them? it is. but at the same time, i do not think this is what makes her an obstacle on their road or on his road to betty. i don’t think this is what the writers are trying to tell us, i really don’t, and i might be very disappointed about it in the end of it all, but the reason why they have veronica going through all this shit is because they don’t even realize how much it makes them look like they hate her. it’s just how they see them, as a latinx character: passionate! dramatic! artistic! dangerous! femme fatale! it fits her!

it’s a sad thing, really, this storyline. but i don’t think archie has ever pretended to be in love with her or was written to do so. and this belief makes me hold on to varchie in canon for sure. they will give them all the dramatic! passionate! fire! storylines and they will have them overcome their obstacles, and i much more would love watching them painting a wall then her needing the help of a white man to save her from yet another white man, but all the racist/xenophobe subtext here is something the writers (and even cami!) might not even realize, tbh.

(other things to think about: why did they have to make jughead not-poor so he could be in an established relationship with betty? why do fans want both jughead and archie to fight for/save betty but no one wants anyone fighting for/saving veronica? why couldn’t they write veggie as a compelling love story instead of whatever that was? etc etc etc.)

#rd negativity #re: veronica #re: varchie #anti barchie #anon #reply #just to be clear i know cami is white passing #so i'm using white vs latinx here for semantics because it's easier #thanks

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royal-confessions · 4 years

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Why the fuck some of Sussex stans are so salty about Charlotte delivering meals. Man something must be so rotten in ur heart to have such dislike towards a kid just because of her parents. Sussex stans or Cambridge stans u can kill each other idc but kids off limits. Same goes to Archie. Not just Cambridges clans. Bullying kids doesn’t make any of ur favs couples Saint u know. Each of them is flaw in their own way. Stop looking them as if they were new mother Theresa. Kids of limit period!

same . its disturbing to see both sides leaving snide and straight up nasty comments about the parents on posts about the kids, like those kids are not even 10 yrs old, so if u all have problems with their parents, leave them on posts about them, not the kids, dont use them as an opportunity to spew ur hate on the adults.

every time i see someone sending me shit “x and x are going to lazy like their parents” , mocking a kid’s appearance or similar shit like this, im like whats wrong with those people hating on kids who cannot defend themselves???

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thecrazyalaskan · 4 years

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send me a character and i’ll tell you: (Din Djarin, Manolo Sanchez, and any of the cast of Class of the Titans)

Din Djarin / The Mandalorian — The Mandalorian what they smell like : Oooh boy, it depends. If he’s been on a long assignment or it’s been a long time between ports, he takes on the smell of his environment, or at the very least kinda grunge. On the best of days though? Not like much of anything if you’re just standing next to him, but underneath the armor, very clean.

what their favorite smells in the world are : seasoned meat being cooked on a grill, baking bread

what pajamas they wear / what they wear to sleep in : Mostly in his armor, admittedly. It’s uncomfortable as hell, but he’s next to never alone to change into anything else. If one were to be privileged enough to see him without his armor and bedtime rolled around, he wears long, loose tunics and drawstring type trousers.

my favorite ship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them : don’t have one yet!

my favorite friendship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them : Cara! | So many well meaning but ultimately naive people have looked at him, then looked at her, then looked at The Child, and assumed they were a “traditional” family unit. This amuses Cara to no known end and she gives Din sooooooo much crap about it.

a song that reminds me of them : don’t have one of those either haha

what animal i think they would be if they were an animal : golden lion tamarin

what position they sleep in : Behold, the master of “falling asleep in weird ass place and positions.” Seriously, he can Tetris himself into the weirdest, most uncomfortable looking positions and sleep like a rock.

their favorite drink : tea. This poor man needs to be left alone with a pot of chamomile tea lmao

a gift i would give them if i could : a badass poncho that has a built in Baby Bjorn in the back

Manolo Sanchez — The Book of Lifewhat they smell like : sunbaked earth and hair product

what their favorite smells in the world are : fresh cut flowers and fruit pies

what pajamas they wear / what they wear to sleep in : undershirt and shorts

my favorite ship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them : Surprise, I’m still a Certified Tres Leches shipper

my favorite friendship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them : got nothing there haha

a song that reminds me of them : I got nothing sorry xD

what animal i think they would be if they were an animal : a cow

what position they sleep in : Starfish as fuck my dude xD He just naturally sprawls all over the bed and it’s a hot mess

their favorite drink : strawberry aguas fresca

a gift i would give them if i could : a nice little wood box to store guitar picks

Archie Vincent — Class of the Titans what they smell like : Very clean—like Old Spice or Irish Springs

what their favorite smells in the world are : fresh cut grass, clean laundry

what pajamas they wear / what they wear to sleep in : a T-shirt and shorts, no ankle brace

my favorite ship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them : Archie x Theresa, and it’s been the hill I’ll die on my OTP since episode one | Y'know that Tumblr post about how if you cut a boy from the pack, you can get him in a flower crown in less than ten minutes? That’s Archie and Theresa.

my favorite friendship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them : I guess it would be cheating to say “everyone else,” so I have to give my love to Archie and abracagender / girl Herry. | She was probably the first girl he felt comfortable having an extended conversation with.

a song that reminds me of them : Go the Distance - Hercules soundtrack

what animal i think they would be if they were an animal : coyote

what position they sleep in : on his side or his stomach, and he’s a Cuddler™

their favorite drink : Mexican Coke

a gift i would give them if i could : soft hoodie

#answered ask #sounddrive #din djarin #the mandalorian #manolo sanchez #tbol #archie vincent #cott #soft headcanons meme

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clericlost-a · 5 years

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the rules are these : name TEN of your favourite characters from different fandoms , then tag others !! so , in no particular order :

sam winchester ( supernatural ) ron weasley ( harry potter ) robbie reyes ( agents of shield ) scott mccall ( teen wolf ) theresa rubel ( grimm ) elle tomkins ( the society ) archie andrews / josie mccoy ( riverdale ) bellamy blake ( the 100 ) koriand'r / dick grayson ( titans ) gamora / nebula ( guardians of the galaxy )

tagged by : stolen from @antipep <3 tagging : steal it & tag me x

#✎ . 001⠀»⠀shall we play a game⠀╱⠀OUT #( i could honestly make an entire separate list for animated character hsdjsd )#( i was so indecisive w/ this til i was just like screw it & settle to include random fandoms instead of trying to think of my Faves )#( fandom-wise not character-wise dskskd )#( also yes i cheated the system & included two for some fandoms ok i'm indecisive )#( this was fun tho <3 )

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yes-please101 · 7 years

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Broken Arm

Finn has a broken arm and he really needs a shower.

Fuck this is itchy. Where’s that pencil gone?

As I walk around my room.trying to find something to poke down my cast, I see myself in the mirror. Fuck. My hair was greasy and something had decided to take up residence on my chin.

I’m not going to ask chop, he might shave some funky pattern on my chin. Archie’s boyfriend wouldn’t be comfortable with him touching another bloke, same with Izzy. Chloe might get the wrong idea when I take off my shirt. That leaves….. Rae. I can control myself, I think.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and have a seat on my bed. I have to use my phone like an old person now because I broke my right arm.

Me: Hey Mae hiws my faavorite person todau? X

Rae: I take it your arms still broken !! Haha I’m alright, you ok?

Me: Yeah but I wnt help wuth sonethibg. Can you come.iver? x

Rae: ok I’ll be round ASAP!!

Me: Rae? Rae: yeeeeaaahhhh?

Me: Bring your swimming costume ;)

Rae: Why?

Rae: Finn?

Rae: Fucksake I’m coming now

After about twenty minutes there was a loud knock at the door. I eagerly jumped up to let her in.

“Woah! What the hell died in your face”

I moved out of the way and beckoned her in. As she came through the door she engulfed me in a hug. It was tight and warm. Mmm mmm Rae. I shook my head. Gotta focus, Finn.

“You uh might want to take a shower when you get right of” she pointed to my small fluffy beard. “That.”

“That’s what I asked you here for.” I gave her my best innocent smile, she looks kind of irritated, I’m not sure, maybe confused.

I asked her to follow me upstairs and explain what I need her to do. Obviously shes not impressed but I tell her she’s my best friend, I tell her I need her. Of course she gives in.

We’re in the shower together, we’re not naked but close enough. Theresa May. I can see the outline of her body. Oh good god. Michael Jackson. I can see her looking at me, what must I look like? Standing here in my swim shorts, my arm wrapped in cling film and Tesco bags.

“Am I just washing your hair, yeah?” She asked me and I nodded. She reached behind me for the shampoo, her left boob pressed up against me.

“Steve Buscemi” I whispered.

“What?”

“Nothing”

“You said something”

“No I didn’t, can we just get on?“

“Uhh… Yeah sure, wet your hair then”

Fuck, that was close, I need to control my thoughts some other way. Rae squirted shampoo on her hand, she reached up and massaged my scalp, it actually felt pretty good. I wonder what else she can do with those hands. Ron Perlman. This isn’t working. I look down, which happens to be where Rae’s cleavage is - right under my nose. Oh dear lord. Don’t get an erection. Camilla Parker-Bowles.

Oh my god she’s touching my chest!!!!! She’s touching my chest!!!!

“Hey that wasn’t part of the agreement.” I nodded my head down to her hand, which was still on my peck. She snatched it away, blushing.

“Sorry, you had a drip. You can rinse it now.” I moved my head back into the stream of water. Rae grabbed the shower gel, squirted some into her hand and started to rub my body.

I’m fucked. FUCKED.

MICKEY ROURKE. STEVEN SEAGAL. QUENTIN TARANTINO. Why do I know so many funky old celebrities?

Before I knew it, she’d finished. She was spraying me with the shower head. I switched off the shower, unimpressed. She jumped out first, obviously cold because her nipples were erect. Erect haha. She wrapped a towel around herself and held her hand out to help me. As soon as I was out she wrapped another towel around me. I never realised how small this bathroom is. She led me to the sink and I showed her where I kept my shaving stuff.

Soon I was covered n shaving foam. I mean covered. I could see the Concentration on Rae’s face, it made me laugh but when I did she scowled at me. Man, she means business.

When she was done she cleaned me up. She then pulled my shorts down, under my towel. Gulp! I dried off as best as I could and she hooked fresh boxers round my ankles. This is gonna go horribly wrong.

She pulled them up with out so much as a slip of the towel or graze of the hand. Damn! I left the room so she could change. When she came out she was all flushed then made some excuse about needing to see a man about a pigeon and left quite abruptly, god knows what that was about.

I’ve got 5 more weeks with this damn cast. How will I cope?!!!

#mmfd fanfic #mmfd fanfiction

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tasteofswallowedwords · 7 years

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Mere Speculation

Part One

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader

Summary: Reader is new to Riverdale and peaks Jughead's curiousity

Warnings: Mentions of death

A/N: This is the first fanfic I've ever posted so please go easy on me

Jughead sat in his usual booth in Pop’s, his laptop open in front of him, casting a blue light over his features. He was distracted, however, by the strange girl working behind the counter. She spent much of her time in the kitchen. He caught a few glimpses of her flipping burgers, shaking the oil from baskets of fries, and she would occasionally venture out to work the register while Mrs Lodge waited on tables. Her apron was spattered with grease, her hair pulled up into a ponytail with wisps too short to be tied back hanging out by her neck.

Jughead was intrigued. It wasn’t often a stranger would appear in Riverdale. First Veronica Lodge, now this; and all of it just months after the mysterious death of Jason Blossom. It might all be mere speculation, but speculation was one of Jughead’s favourite pastimes.

“Forty-five seconds,” Veronica stated as she slid into the booth opposite Jughead, followed by Betty.

“What?” he asked absentmindedly.

“Since you last blinked,” Archie finished, throwing himself into the booth beside Jughead.

“You should talk to her,” Betty encouraged.

“Who?” Jughead replied. Feigning ignorance, he studied his laptop screen carefully, without reading any of the words displayed there.

“The waitress,” Archie said simply. “We watched you stare at her for ten minutes through the window-”

“That’s a little creepy, don’t you think?”

“Well, what were you doing? Counting her freckles so you could report about it in the paper?” Archie countered.

Jughead rolled his eyes as the rest of the group giggled. “Why would I want to talk to her?” he sighed.

“Because she’s hot and you’re not blind,” Veronica said incredulously. Leaning back to get a better look at the waitress, she continued, “Hell, if you don’t hit on her, I will.” She flicked her eyebrows suggestively, sending Betty into fits of laughter.

“You know who she is, right?” Veronica asked.

The entire group shook their heads.

“Oh. I thought everybody knew everybody in this town,” she said ruefully.

“I’ve never seen her here before,” Betty said.

“Mom says she’s Pop’s daughter,” Veronica shrugged.

“No way,” Archie breathed, wide-eyed.

Jughead shook his head. “Pop’s daughter goes to boarding school,” he dismissed.

“Until she got expelled,” Veronica stage whispered.

The group fell into silence, each member trying to recall everything they knew about the girl.

“That’s (Y/N) Tate?” Betty asked quietly.

“God, I never would’ve recognised her,” Archie sighed.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Veronica said, shaking her head, “how can Pop have a daughter our age without any of you guys knowing who she is?”

“We know of her,” Jughead explained, still in awe. “We used to know her. Last I saw her, we were eight.”

Jughead recalled (Y/N)’s story. She had lived with her father, Terry Tate, affectionately known as Pop, and her mother, Theresa. Her parents divorced when she was eight years old. They battled for custody, and Theresa won. The end was really ugly. Theresa moved far away with (Y/N) in an effort to keep her from her father. Later, news spread around Riverdale High that (Y/N) was attending boarding school a few hours away. That was the last anyone had heard of her.

“What’d she get expelled for?” Jughead asked excitedly.

“Apparently, she set fire to some kid that kept talking about her.”

The group turned to the head of the table to find (Y/N) standing there, one hand on her hip, the other clutching a notebook. The four simultaneously lowered their heads to stare at their hands. Jughead’s heart was beating so hard he could feel it in his throat.

She laughed. “Wow. I’ve never seen four people blush so hard at once. Anyway,” she flipped the notebook open. “Are you guys gonna order, or did you just come in here for the free wifi?”

Veronica, always the first to recover in awkward social situations, ordered her usual milkshake. She then ordered Betty’s usual, too, because Betty still couldn’t look at (Y/N). Archie flashed the waitress his signature smile that usually made girls weak in the knees. When it had no effect on her, he ran a hand through his hair and awkwardly ordered a burger and fries. She nodded, scribbling in her notebook.

“What about you, J.D.?”

The corner of Jughead’s mouth curled up slightly. “As in J.D. Salinger?”

She shrugged, supressing a grin. “I was thinking more like J.D., from Heathers.”

“The creepy murderer guy,” he nodded. “Ouch.”

(Y/N) nodded in agreement. “The hot creepy murderer guy.”

Jughead became extremely aware of his breathing, the blush bleeding across his cheeks, and the fact that he could not break eye contact with her.

“Should I get you a menu?” she asked teasingly.

Jughead let out a shaky breath. “No,” he said evenly. “I’ll have a chocolate milkshake.”

“Coming right up,” she smiled, a teasing light behind her eyes. She turned and walked away, leaving the group silent and rattled.

Archie, Betty and Veronica stared at Jughead expectantly. He didn’t know what they wanted from him, so he turned towards his laptop, his thoughts still on (Y/N). She had retreated to the kitchen.

“Jughead,” Veronica said carefully, “what was that?”

Jughead shrugged. He kept a straight face but he was genuinely concerned his friends might be able to hear his heartbeat where they sat. “She called me a murderer,” he said eventually.

“A hot murderer,” Archie said quietly.

“I- I think she was flirting with you,” Betty said.

“I think she was making fun of me,” Jughead stated, and he believed it.

“That’s half of what flirting is,” Veronica laughed. “Now, do you want to know why she was expelled, or not?”

The group threw a cursory glance at the kitchen. They spotted (Y/N) at the grill, laughing with one of the cooks, safely out of earshot.

“Well,” Veronica began dramatically, a mischievous grin spreading across her features, “my mom was working here when Pop got the call. She heard a bunch of stuff about destruction of school property and verbal outbursts.”

“So, what?” Archie asked. “She threw a fit in class and started throwing stuff around?”

Veronica shrugged. “I don’t know. But I bet Jughead could find out.”

Everyone giggled. When they weren’t looking, Jughead stole glances at the kitchen. (Y/N) worked without complaint, singing absentmindedly along with the radio while she wiped counters. To his disappointment, (Y/N) remained in the kitchen and Mrs Lodge delivered the food to their table.

After an hour or so, noise in the diner died down. Jughead’s friends left, and the number of customers dwindled. Jughead watched as (Y/N) pulled a length of paper from the receipt printer. She leaned over the counter and doodled on it, smiling contentedly.

For the first time ever, Jughead found that the diner was too distracting. He had sat in his booth for hours, and had only written a few dozen words. He packed his laptop away as the diner’s phone rang. (Y/N) all but skipped over to answer it.

On his way out, Jughead’s curiosity got the better of him, and he couldn’t help but peek over the counter at the receipt paper. The sketch depicted a familiar scene; a boy in a booth at a diner, hat slightly askew, attention fixed on a laptop.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes as she watched Jughead grin and leave the diner. She made a vow to herself to not let that boy into her life. She had heard all about his work for the school paper, and his novel about Jason Blossom’s death. Whatever happened, she did not want to end up in that book. She wouldn’t allow it.

Part Two

#jughead x reader #jughead jones #riverdale #riverdale imagine #jughead imagine

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ramblesandreviews · 7 years

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53. Veronica Lodge x Fem!Reader

(gif credit: velmadinklev & phebobuffay)

Summary: You meet Veronica at school. She’s rather intrigued by you because she can’t quite pin you down.

Note: If you want, listen to Paul Anka’s put your head on my shoulder, and you are my destiny. It’ll make the imagine ten times better ;)

You’d heard of the mysterious and beautiful Veronica Lodge from word of mouth going around town. Everyone knew what her father had done and why they were moving back to Riverdale but you weren’t interested much in gossip.

Funnily enough you first met Veronica while Betty was giving her the welcoming committee tour. Betty was giving Veronica the full history of every building on campus. Veronica, as expected, looked bored out of her mind.

You walked up to them. “Hey Betty,” you said as you hugged her.

Betty hugged you back. “Hey (y/n), it’s good to see you. How was your summer?”

You shrugged as you pulled away from her. “It was alright, I mean I’m kind of disappointed we didn’t get to build more houses and schools for the communities but-”

“You built houses?” Veronica interjected.

You turned to her, smiling. “Veronica Lodge I presume?” You stretched out your hand.

She shook it. “Yes.”

Betty turned to Veronica. “(y/n) spent the whole summer building schools and houses for communities in Ecuador.”

Veronica’s brows shot up. “Wow, so you’re like Mother Theresa?”

You laughed. “No not really, it’s part of my youth advocacy group. We always need more members if you’re interested.”

Veronica smiled politely. “I don’t really do jungles sorry.”

You sighed. “That’s a shame, I’m sure if anyone could pull of the jungle look it’d be you.”

Veronica and Betty laughed. You touched Betty’s arm. “Well I should get to Physics. Bye Betty,” you said and turned to Veronica, “It was nice meeting you Veronica.”

Veronica nodded. “Pleasure was mine.”

You walked off to class. Veronica leaned in close to Betty. “Okay so you have to tell me everything about the hottie with a heart of gold.”

Betty furrowed her brows. “(y/n)?”

Veronica sighed. “Duh, so what’s her deal, is she into girls?”

A knowing look flashed across Betty’s features, she understood. “Yes, she is very much into girls. Are you interested in (y/n)?”

Veronica leaned away and started to walk down the hall. “I don’t know…I just got here but (y/n) certainly is cute.”

Betty, giddy about the possibility of setting you two up, clapped her hands. “Yay! Okay we totally have to get you two to hang out.”

Veronica sighed. “Betty I think I can ask a girl out on my own.”

Betty pouted. “Come on Veronica, it’ll be fun.”

Veronica stared at Betty, finally giving in to her puppy dog eyes. “Fine!”

Veronica, Betty, and Archie arrived at the dance. Betty looked around the room. Archie furrowed his brows. “Are you looking for someone?”

Betty nodded. “Yes, (y/n).”

Archie shook his head softly. “But (y/n) hates school dances.”

Betty turned to Veronica and Archie. “Tonight she has one really good reason for coming out.”

Veronica turned to Archie. “It’s me.”

Archie smiled. “I hope you two know what you’re doing.”

Betty playfully hit Archie’s arm. “Of course I do! Now go see if you can find (y/n).”

Archie nodded and went off in search for you but you were nowhere to be found. Betty sighed. “Sorry Veronica, I really thought she’d come.”

Veronica, trying not to let Betty see that she was a tad disappointed, put a hand on Betty’s back. “It’s okay, I’ll just see her at school.” Veronica took Betty’s hand. “Dance with me?”

Betty nodded. “Of course.”

They walked to the dance floor and Veronica put her hands on Betty’s hips. Betty wrapped her arms around Veronica’s neck. She sighed. “I’m really sorry Veronica. I was sure I’d gotten (y/n) to come.”

Veronica shook her head softly. “It’s fine Betty, really.”

Betty perked up as she saw who came walking up behind Veronica. Veronica was about to turn around when you stepped up to them. “Mind if I cut in?” You asked.

Betty parted from Veronica. “Of course!” She nudged Veronica towards you. Veronica blushed.

You smiled. “May I have this dance Miss Lodge?”

Veronica nodded and wrapped her arms around you neck. You placed your hands on her hips and pulled her close to you. Betty cleared her throat and you both turned to her.

“Have fun,” she said cheerfully then walked away to find Archie.

You turned your attention back on Veronica. She was staring at you. “I didn’t think you’d come.”

You shrugged. “Dances aren’t really my scene.”

Veronica smiled. “Oh yeah? What is your scene (y/n)?”

“I like walking,” you replied.

Veronica furrowed her brows. “Walking?”

You smiled. “Yeah, I like to take long walks. I like to go out at night especially. I know it’s dangerous but the sky looks so beautiful at night, and it’s so quiet.”

Veronica was staring at you again, her edges of her mouth slightly curved upwards. “You really are something else (y/n).”

You spun Veronica around and came close to her ear. “Walk with me tonight,” you whispered in her ear.

A chill ran up Veronica’s spine. “Sounds dangerous.”

You smiled and spun her back around. You pulled her close to you. “I get the feeling you like a little danger.” A devilish smile spread across your face.

Veronica ate it up. She let out a breath and shrugged. “What the heck, sure. What time?

“After the dance if you’re not busy.”

Veronica nodded. “I think I can pencil you in.”

You pulled away from Veronica. “I have to leave.”

Veronica frowned. “But things were just getting fun.”

You kissed her cheek. “I’ll see you tonight Veronica Lodge.”

She smiled. “See you tonight (y/n).”

Betty couldn’t stop giggling. “Veronica and (y/n) sitting in a tree..”

Veronica playfully shoved Betty. “Stop.”

Betty turned and saw you leaning against your car. She nudged Veronica. Veronica followed Betty’s gaze. When she saw you giant smile spread across her face and her stomach filled with butterflies. She turned back to Betty. “See you in school?”

Betty nodded. “I expect all the juicy details Ronnie.” Then she waved to you and walked off to find her ride home.

Veronica walked up to you. “I thought you said we were walking?”

You pushed off the car and walked to her. “We are but we gotta take a quick drive first, if that’s okay?”

Veronica nodded. You opened the passenger door for her and closed it gently when she climbed inside. You walked to the other side and got in. Veronica put on her seat belt and you started the car. You pulled away and began to drive. You gave Veronica your phone. “You can be the dj tonight.”

She took the phone. “Let’s see what you got.” She scrolled through the music library until she found one she liked.

You watched the road but out of the corner of you eye you saw Veronica staring at you as the music started.

Put your head on my shoulder Hold me in your arms, baby Squeeze me oh so tight Show me that you love me too, Paul Anka’s voice rang out throughout the car.

You smiled. “Interesting choice of song Miss Lodge.”

Veronica let her head rest against the seat. “So where exactly are we going?”

“Well, Riverdale is an old town. Sometimes it feels like we’re stuck in time ya know?”

Veronica nodded. “Yeah I got that when my mom told me there was something called a chok’lit shoppe.”

You both laughed.

“Riverdale has many quaint eccentricities but one of my favorite places in Lover’s Point.”

Veronica sat up. “Shut up,” she said and turned to you. “Is that a real thing? I always thought that was reserved for those cheesy 60s films.”

You nodded. “It’s real, not many people know of it. It kind of fell out of favor when queer kids started using it. Then police started raiding it like crazy and well they found new places to be young.”

Veronica’s smile faded. “That’s kinda sad.”

You stopped at a red light. You turned to Veronica. “It is but it’s having a bit of a renaissance.”

Veronica tilted her head to the side. “Led by you?”

You smiled and shook your head softly. The light turned green and so your focus went back to the road.

Put your lips next to mine, dear Won’t you kiss me once, baby Just a kiss goodnight, maybe You and I will fall in love (You and I will fall in love)

Veronica let her head rest against the cool window. She watched the trees go by. Then she turned to look at you. The streetlights softly illuminated your face. She smiled as she thought about how beautiful you were. “A good heart with a dangerous streak and a killer smile..(y/n) you truly are a bag full of surprises,” Veronica whispered to herself.

You’d heard part of it and smirked. “Did you think you were the only one in Riverdale with secrets Miss Lodge?”

People say that love’s a game A game you just can’t win

Veronica shook her head, a smile on her face.

As you pulled into Lover’s Point Veronica was in awe of the view. “It’s beautiful,” she said, her voice above a whisper.

You parked the car then you turned to her. “The view is better in here,” you said with a smile.

Veronica turned to you. “That’s so cheesy.”

You are my destiny You share my reverie You are my happiness That’s what you are.

You turned up the volume slightly then turned back to Veronica. Veronica stared at you, her eyes locked onto yours. “Interesting song choice there (y/n).”

You smiled as you leaned in closer to her. Veronica leaned in towards you, taking brief glances at your lips. Your lips were about to meet, Veronica closed her eyes.

You have my sweet caress You share my loneliness You are my dream come true That’s what you are

Just before your lips met hers you pulled back. “Let’s talk outside, it’s a beautiful night.”

Veronica opened her eyes. She let out a deep breath. “You tease.”

Heaven and heaven alone Can take your love from me ‘Cause I’d be a fool To ever leave you dear And a fool I’d never be

You opened the door and stepped out. Veronica shook her head, she couldn’t believe you’d played her so quickly. She composed herself and opened the door. You sat on the hood of your car waiting for her. The music still played, loud enough for you to hear outside.

You are my destiny You share my reverie You’re more than life to me That’s what you are

Veronica joined you on the hood of your car. “The stars are shining so bright tonight.”

You nodded. “The night sky is filled with mystery and beauty.”

A chill ran up Veronica’s spine. She pulled her thin jacket closer around her shoulders. You started unzipping your jacket. “Here,” you said and placed it on her shoulders.

Veronica slipped her hands through the arm holes and zipped it up. “Thank you but now you’re cold.”

You were about to say that you were fine but Veronica put your arm around her shoulders and wrapped her arms around your waist. “Now neither of us is cold,” she said and looked up at you.

You smiled down at her.

You are my destiny You share my reverie You are my happiness That’s what you are

“Veronica,” you said, your voice low.

“Yes,” she replied, her eyes fixed on your lips once again.

“I want to kiss you,” you said plainly.

She smiled. “What’s stopping you?”

“I’m afraid if I do I’ll wake up and realize tonight was just a dream.”

Veronica’s smile disappeared. She sat up and with one hand she cupped your cheek. “It’s not a dream,” she said before she brought your lips to hers.

Her lips were soft, her lipstick was sticky and you could feel it getting all over your face but you didn’t care. You brought your arms around Veronica’s waist and pulled her closer to you. Veronica’s arms found themselves wrapping around your neck. Your stomach couldn’t stop doing somersaults and it felt like you might throw up but you didn’t stop. You didn’t stop kissing her until your lungs were burning and aching for air. You pulled away and bit her lower lips as you did. Veronica smiled devilishly.

She wiped away lipstick stains with her thumb. “Told you it wasn’t a dream,” she whispered.

“I think I need to kiss you again just to make sure.” You smiled and pulled her in for another kiss.

With the stars and moon above you, you kissed Veronica Lodge all night until her mother was calling her at midnight demanding her to come home. Even then when you pulled up her apartment Veronica sneaked in a few more kisses. When she got out of the car she leaned back in through the window and kissed your cheek. “Dream of me, okay?”

You nodded. “Wouldn’t dare dream of anyone else Miss Lodge.”

She winked as she pulled back and walked into her apartment building. You pulled off into the street and knew you were going to have a very fun school year.

#Veronica lodge x reader #riverdale imagine #riverdale imagines #Veronica lodge imagines #veronica lodge imagine #veronica x reader

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themomsandthecity · 7 years

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Every Baby Name We Could Possibly Think Of

Naming your baby is a big decision, and with endless options, it can also be a difficult one. Whether you're going the traditional route or want something more unique (if so, read this first!) it's helpful to have a little, or a lot, of inspiration. Ahead, you'll find nearly every baby name we could think of (close to 1,000!). These aren't just random names we found in a book or concocted ourselves - they're almost all monikers we've heard being used, or we actually know someone who goes by the name. If we missed any, tell us in the comments! A Aaliyah Aaron Abbie Abel Abigail Abraham Adalyn Adam Addilyn Addison Adelaide Adeline Adley Adora Agatha Aiden Alan Albert Aleph Alexander Alexis Ali Alma Alton Ama Amanda Amaryllis Amber Ameila Amélie Amy Anders Anderson Andrea Andrew Angie Angela Angelica Anika Anna Annalise Anne Annie Ansel Apple April Arata Archie Aria Ariane Ariel Arlee Arlo Arman Arthur Arun Arwen Arya Asha Asher Aspen Atticus Aton Aubrey Audrey August Augustus Aurora Ava Avery Axel Aziz B Bailey Barack Barbara Barney Barry Beatrice Beau Beckett Beckham Becky Ben Benedict Benjamin Bennett Bentley Bernadette Beth Bette Betty Beverly Bexley Bianca Bill Billie Bingham Bishop Bitsie Blake Blue Bobby Bodhi Bonnie Bowie Brady Braelynn Brandon Brayden Brecken Bree Brent Brenton Brett Brian Briana Briar Bridgette Brienne Brig Brigham Brinley Brio Britta Brock Brody Bronwyn Brooklyn Bruno Bryan Byron C Caden Caitlin Caity Cale Caleb Calla Calvin Camari Cameron Camilla Carena Carina Carl Carmel Carol Carrey Carter Cary Casey Caspian Cat Catherine Celine Chandler Chanel Channing Charise Charlene Charles Charlotte Chase Cher Cheri Cheriann Cheryl Chevy Chip Chloe Chris Chrissy Christian Christopher Claire Clara Clark Clary Claudia Clementine Clifford Clint Clinton Clyde Colin Collins Condoleezza Connor Conrad Constance Coolidge Cooper Cora Corban Courtney Cruz Related: 100 of the Most Beautiful Baby Names D Daisy Dale Dallas Damon Dane Danica Daniel Danielle Daphne Darby Darlene Darrel Daryl Dashiell Dave David Davina Davis Davon Dawn Dean Deanna Declan Dekel Delaney Delilah Delta Dennis Denzel Desmond Dev Devon Dexter Diane Dinah Dixie Dixon Dolores Dominique Donald Doris Dorothea Dorothy Dot Duke Duncan Dwight Dylan E Easton Ed Eden Edith Edmund Edward Effie Eleanor Elena Eli Eliana Elijah Elise Elizabeth Ella Elle Ellen Ellerie Ellie Elliott Ellis Elodie Eloise Elora Elroy Elsa Elsie Embry Emerson Emily Emma Emmett Eric Erica Esme Esmeralda Esther Ethan Ethel Eugene Evan Eve Evelyn Everett Evie Ewan Ezra F Farah Fay Felix Ferris Finn Fiona Fisher Fitz Fleur Flint Florence Floyd Flynn Ford Forrest Foster Fox Frances Frank Franklin Frederick G Gabe Gabriel Gaige Gail Gant Garrett Garth Gavin Gem Gemma Gene Genesis Gertrude George Gianna Gibson Gigi Gina Ginger Gladys Glenn Gloria Gordon Grace Grady Graham Grant Grayson Greer Gregory Griffin Grover Gus Gwen Gwyneth H Hadlee Hailey Hal Halle Hank Hannah Harding Harlow Harlyn Harold Harper Harriet Harrison Harry Hart Hartley Harvey Haven Hawk Hawthorne Hayden Hayes Hays Hazel Hector Heath Heather Helen Henley Henry Hillary Honor Holden Holly Holt Hope Hubert Hudson Hugo Humphrey Hunter Hurley Hutton Related: Based Off Last Year's Trends, These 30 Names Will Be Among the Most Popular of 2017 I Ian Ida Idris Ike Imanuel Imogen India Indy Ingrid Inizio Ireland Iris Irvin Isa Isaac Isabella Isabelle Isaiah Isla Israel Ivana Ivory J Jack Jackie Jackson Jacob Jacqueline Jaden Jaelyn Jagger Jake James Jameson Jamie Jane January Jason Jasper Jaun Jax Jaxon Jayce Jayden Jeannette Jed Jeff Jefferson Jenna Jess Jessica Jessie Jill Jillian Joan Joanna Joaquin Joe John Jones Jordan Joseph Josephine Josh Joshua Joslyn Joss Joy Joyce Judith Judy Jules Julia Julian Julie Juliet Julius June Juno Justin K Kai Kaia Kale Kalinda Kane Karah Katharine Kathryn Kate Kay Kaya Kaylee Keanu Keegan Keira Keith Kellan Kelly Kelsey Kendall Kennedy Kevin Khloe Kiah Kiele Kiera Kim Kima Kimberly Kingston Kinsley Kirk Kit Kitty Knox Krista Kristen Kurtis Kyle Kylie L Laith Lake Lana Landon Lane Larissa Larkin Laszlo Laura Lauren Lawrence Layla Leah Lee Leia Leighton Leilani Lena Lennon Leo Leonard Leslie Levi Lewis Leyona Lia Liam Liana Lida Lilith Lillian Lily Lincoln Lindsay Lionel Lisa Lisette Liz Logan Lois Lola London Loretta Lorraine Louella Louise Lucas Lucian Lucille Lucy Luke Luna Lux Lyle Lyndon Lynne Related: 100 Unusual Boy Names M Mabel Mabrey Mac Macallan Mackenzie Macy Madeleine Madelyn Madison Mae Maeby Maggie Mahershala Maia Makena Malcolm Maleeya Malia Mamie Mandy Marabelle Marcus Maren Margaret Margot Mari Maria Mariah Mariam Marilyn Marin Marion Marisole Marisse Marjorie Mark Marlene Marlon Marlowe Martha Martin Mary Mason Matilda Matthew Maui Mavis Maximus Maxson May Maya McKinley Megan Melissa Meredith Merritt Meryl Meyer Mia Michael Michelle Mika Mike Mila Mildred Miles Millie Milo Moana Molly Monica Monroe Montgomery Morgan Moses Muhammad Murray Myles N Nahall Nahla Nancy Nanette Naomie Nasima Natalie Nate Nathan Naveen Naya Neil Neisa Neo Neoma Newt Newton Niall Nicholas Nick Nico Nicole Nicolette Nigel Nile Nimah Nixon Noah Noel Nolan Nora Norma Norman North Nova O Obama Octavia Olly Olive Oliver Olivia Omar Opal Ophelia Ordell Oriana Orion Orlando Orson Orville Oscar Otis Otto Owen P Paige Paislee Paloma Pandora Paris Parker Patrick Patsy Paul Payton Pearl Peggy Penelope Penn Penny Perry Pete Peyton Phillip Phoebe Phoenix Phyllis Pierce Piper Polly Poppy Porter Posey Preston Primrose Priya Prudence Priscilla Q Quaid Quincy Quentin Quinn Quinten R Rachel Radley Rae Ralph Ramsey Rayna Rayne Reagan Rebecca Reese Reeve Reid Reign Remi Renly Rex Rhea Rhett Rhys Richard Rick Riley Ripley River Rivers Rob Robert Robin Rome Romy Ronald Ronin Rooney Roosevelt Rory Rosalind Rosalynn Rosamund Rose Rosemary Ross Rowan Roy Royce Ruby Rue Ruth Rutherford Ryan Ryder Related: 100 Unique Yet Beautiful Girls' Names S Sacha Sage Sahara Saint Sam Samuel Sandra Sandy Sansa Sarah Saul Savannah Sawyer Scarlett Schuyler Scout Sean Sebastian Selena Sena Seymour Shane Shannon Shea Shelly Sherlock Sherry Shiloh Shirley Sia Sidney Sienna Simon Skyler Sloan Sofia Solo Sonia Sophia Sophie Spencer Stacy Stanley Stella Stephanie Sterling Stetson Stuart Sue Sullivan Summer Suri Susan Sylvia T Tabitha Tad Tamera Tamsyn Tanner Tara Tate Taylor Teagan Teddy Terrance Thea Thelma Theordore Theresa Thomas Tim Tina Tinley Toby Todd Tom Tony Travis Travon Trent Trey Tricia Trinity Tripp Tristan Troy Truman Turner Tyler Tyson V Valentina Valentine Vance Vaughan Vaughn Vera Vern Victor Victoria Viggo Vince Vincent Viola Violet Virgil Vivian W Waldo Walker Wallis Walter Warren Watson Waverly Wells Wes Wesley Westley Whitney Will Willa William Willow Wilson Winter Wolfe Wren Wyatt X Xander Xavier Xeno Y Yanet Yani Yigal York Yuma Yvette Z Zachary Zahir Zander Zane Zaylee Zayn Zion Zoe Zola Zooey Zora Zuma Zuri Related: These Are the Most Popular Baby Names of 2016 http://bit.ly/2kR9iwY

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off the rack #1291

Monday, December 9, 2019

Thank Thor for Santa's little helper. We're about as ready for Christmas as I'll ever be. Penny is leaving soon for her annual drive up north to visit family and friends while I make sure all the lights I strung don't burn down the house. I finally got around to watching the animated feature "Big Hero 6" last night and was delighted by it.

Superman Up In The Sky #6 - Tom King (writer) Andy Kubert (pencils) Sandra Hope (inks) Brad Anderson (colours) Clayton Cowles (letters). Oh man, this story has the most inept villain ever. We find out why Alice was kidnapped by an alien. I liked the trip back to Earth. Kids say the darnedest things.

Daredevil #14 - Chip Zdarsky (writer) Marco Checchetto & Francesco Mobili (art) Nolan Woodard (colours) VC's Clayton Cowles (letters). Detective Cole North is conflicted after talking about the law over coffee with Matt. Meanwhile the Police Commissioner has ordered his cops not to go into Hell's Kitchen, leading to rampant crime. It's time for the return of Daredevil and Elektra is going to be tagging along. This is going to be good.

Young Justice #11 - Brian Michael Bendis (writer) John Timms (art) Gabe Eltaeb (colours) Wes Abbott (letters). The team is back in their home dimension and they meet Naomi for the first time. Great time for a sleepover eh. Things go south when Superboy gets punked by the S.T.A.R. Labs lady. I can't wait to see what Brian Bendis does with Mike Grell's Warlord.

Archie #709 - Nick Spencer & Mariko Tamaki (writers) Sandy Jarrell (artist) Matt Herms (colours) Jack Morelli (letters). The 5-part story of Archie's romance with Sabrina comes to an end. I am happy with the outcome.

Savage Avengers #8 - Gerry Duggan (writer) Patch Zircher (art) Java Tartaglia (colours) VC's Travis Lanham (letters). I love the clash of egos in this issue. Conan dines with Doom and Stephen crashes dinner. The three then go off looking for Kulan Gath. Hey, how else is the bad guy supposed to get his all powerful amulet back? I'm guessing it's another Doombot that runs afoul of the ancient wizard because heaven forbid they kill Doctor Doom again. Don't forget Doom died outside the UN in NYC and got shot dead by Taskmaster.

Ironheart #12 - Eve L. Ewing (writer) Luciano Vecchio (art) Geoffo (layouts) Matt Milla (colours) VC's Clayton Cowles (letters). The good guys beat the bad guys and Wakanda is saved. The End. I've followed Riri Williams since she was first created by Brian Michael Bendis and I am sad that she will no longer have her own book on the racks. The crew that put out these twelve issues did Brian proud.

Web of the Black Widow #4 - Jody Houser (writer) Stephen Mooney (art) Triona Farrell (colours) VC's Cory Petit (letters). It's a wounded Widow that opens this issue and we find out how that happens. Clint/Hawkeye the hothead acts before he has all the facts and Natasha pays the price. She winds up dead to rights and possibly dead period. I know she'll save herself and I want to see how she does it.

Batman #84 - Tom King (writer) Jorge Fornes (art) Jordie Bellaire (colours) Clayton Cowles (letters). There are a mind boggling number of flashbacks this issue trying to explain what the ding dong heck is going on. It all leads to the confrontation of father and son with Thomas and Bruce Wayne fighting for the fate of Batman. I don't think everything is going to change after Tom King leaves this book but man, is he ever stirring the pot.

The Amazing Spider-Man #35 - Nick Spencer (writer) Oscar Bazaldua (art) Steve Firchow (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). This is the story where Doctor Doom was assassinated in front of the UN. Now the real Doctor Doom is pissed and has shut down New York City until the assassin is brought to him. Spider-Man finds the culprit with the help of his sister Theresa. They try to trick Victor in the end but he doesn't fall for it. It's a classic cliffhanger ending.

Doctor Doom #3 - Christopher Cantwell (writer) Salvador Larroca (art) Guru-eFX (colours) VC's Cory Petit (letters). So this Doc Doom is different from the one in The Amazing Spider-Man #35 even though they were both shot to start a war between Latveria and Symkaria. This is the real one. I really liked how Victor makes Mephisto his whipping boy. The surprise ending made me groan. And that's not to mention the inconsistency between panels 2 and 4 on page one. Very bad editing.

Marauders #3 - Gerry Duggan (writer) Michele Bandini (pencils) Michele Bandini & Elisabetta D'Amico (inks) Federico Blee (colours) VC's Cory Petit (letters). This X-book is for fans of political intrigue. The Black King, Sebastian Shaw inducts his resurrected son Shinobi into the Hellfire Club. Consider this X-Men: Game of Thrones. This is a lot more interesting than watching Kitty sail around rescuing other mutants.

Lois Lane #6 - Greg Rucka (writer) Mike Perkins (art) Gabe Eltaeb (colours) Simon Bowland (letters). Wow if the funeral for (spoiler alert) Alfred is as well done as this funeral for Lois's father it will be well worth the read. Lois has come a long way since she first appeared in comic books.

Annihilation - Scourge Fantastic Four #1 - Christos Gage (writer) Diego Olortegui (pencils) Juan Vlasco, Cam Smith & Scott Hanna (inks) Erick Arciniega (colours) VC's Travis Lanham (letters). The team goes to the Negative Zone to help fight the scourge from the Cancerverse and encounter the Ftaghn Four, infected versions of themselves. I knew it was a ftaghn bad idea to read these one shots. The art was nice though.

20XX #1 - Jonathan Luna & Lauren Keely (writers) Jonathan Luna (art & letters). This new black & white book takes place in a future where a deadly virus either kills you or gives you special mind control powers if you survive. Survivors are designated Syms and are monitored by the government like sex offenders. It is illegal to use your powers so Syms have to be careful. Meria Bree Moore is a recent Sym and this is her story. I have yet to be disappointed by anything Jonathan Luna has done and this is no exception. Rest assured that I will want to read the rest of this story.

Black Cat #7 - Jed MacKay (writer) Travel Foreman (art) Brian Reber (colours) Ferran Delgado (letters). This is an excellent issue where Felicia rescues the Fox from the clutches of Odessa. Unfortunately the inconsistent art was very distracting. They should have found an inker to render Travel's pencils.

Batman Universe #6 - Brian Michael Bendis (writer) Nick Derington (art) Dave Stewart (colours) A Larger World's Troy Peteri (letters). I liked how Batman used deductive reasoning to get out of his white prison. It could have been an uh-oh situation when Vandal Savage gets his hands on the White Power Ring but he was set up to fail quite cleverly. I've noticed that there's always an "AGH" in every comic book that Brian writes and when Bruce Wayne asks the Riddler where Vandal Savage, AKA Vandar Adg is I had to say "har".

Conan Serpent War #1 - Jim Zub (writer) Scot Eaton (pencils) Scott Hanna (inks) Frank D'Armata (colours) Vanesa R. Del Rey (art: James Allison sequence) Jean-Francois Beaulieu (colours: James Allison sequence) VC's Travis Lanham (letters). Conan must face the serpent god Set but this time he's going to be teamed up with other heroes. There's Moon Knight, Solomon Kane and Dark Agnes (because another company has the rights to Red Sonja I'm sure). Jim writes in a style similar to Robert E. Howard so this was an enjoyable read. The art isn't bad and I liked the homage to Barry Smith with Conan's horned helmet and necklace. Let's see how many times the Cimmerian exclaims "by Crom" in this story.

Thor: The Worthy #1 - This one-shot would be right at home on the racks in the nineteen seventies. There are three tales of others who have been deemed worthy of wielding the hammer.

"Beyond the Field We Know…" by Walt Simonson (writer) Mike Hawthorne (pencils) Sal Buscema (inks) Tamra Bonvillain (colours) & John Workman (letters) has Beta Ray Bill teamed up with the Lady Sif to fight a rock troll. I forgot that those two were romantically linked in the past.

"Hearts of Stone, Feet of Clay" by Tom DeFalco (writer) Ron Frenz (plot & pencils) Keith Williams (inks) Rachelle Rosenberg (colours) & VC's Clayton Cowles (letters) features Eric Masterson as Thunderstrike versus the Grey Gargoyle. This tale was cheesy with the inclusion of the police strike force Code: Blue. They tried to give it a modern twist by having a lesbian couple in the story.

And finally "Rules of Reflection" by Kathryn Immonen (writer) Tom Reilly (art) Chris O'Halloran (colours) & VC's Clayton Cowles (letters) sees the Lady Sif figuring out that the new female Thor is really Jane Foster. It's in the last words Sif says to Thor in the last panel of the second to last page. Har.

X-Men #3 - Jonathan Hickman (writer) Leinil Francis Yu (pencils) Gerry Alanguilan & Leinil Francis Yu (inks) Sunny Gho & Rain Beredo (colours) VC's Clayton Cowles (letters). I've been waiting for new super villains to show up to challenge the X-Men and this issue delivers. Meet the not so helpless little old ladies of Hordeculture, average age 71. Agrochemist Augusta Bromes, bioengineer Opal Vetiver, geneticist Lily Leymus and botanical engineer Edith Scutch. They want to return planet earth to it's pristine Garden of Eden condition by eliminating most of humanity. I like them.

Annihilation - Scourge Nova #1 - Matthew Rosenberg (writer) Ibraim Roberson (art) Carlos Lopez (colours) VC's Cory Petit (letters). This was better than the FF one-shot that hit the racks at the same time. I got a few chuckles catching up with Richard Rider. You don't even have to know anything about this cosmic super hero because the first three pages explain his entire existence up to this point. My enjoyment of this made me want to check out the Silver Surfer and Beta Ray Bill one-shots that will hit the racks December 11.

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Cult Girl: Doctorate (Hannibal x Female!Reader) pt. 10

Cult girl and Hannibal hit a bump in the road with the adoptive couple.

@wisesandwichshark

Trigger warnings: pregnancy and childbirth, misogynistic language

“A girl!” Archie exclaimed, trying to smother his smile with his hand and failing. He squeezed Max’s hand so hard, you could hear his knuckles cracking. “Max, we’re going to have a daughter.”

"Don't get excited yet, babe." Max said, clenching his fist trying to heed his own advice. "We still have another trimester and a half. A lot of things could go wrong."

"Ah, so you're a pessimistic pragmatist!" Hannibal said, bringing in a few wine glasses and a bottle. "A common symptom of general anxiety."

"Can you at least try to not psychoanalyze our guests within the first ten minutes?" You laughed.

"I could, but it would make for a dreadfully boring evening." Hannibal said with a smirk. He effortlessly popped the cork out of the bottle. "Champagne, gentlemen?"

"Please and thank you." Max said, reaching for a glass.

Archie playfully swatted his husband's arm, maybe a little too forcefully. Max retracted. "Ow! What was that for?!"

"I'd say it's pretty rude to drink when the lady of the house can't." He folded his arms and looked back at Hannibal. "No thanks, Dr. Lecter."

Hannibal smiled and began to pour. "I admire your dedication to politeness, Mr. Thomas-Park, but I insist."

Max accepted the champagne. "See, he insists."

"Oh, come on." Archie gestured to you. "Don't be a shit. She's not drinking so I'm not drinking either."

"We aren't?" Max raised his eyebrows and smirked. "My dearest, yesterday you drank your weight in rumchata rootbeer floats to see if the caffeine and alcohol would balance each other out."

"Well, did it?" You asked.

Archie's face grew hot. "...no."

"I'll have to try it myself, once I get this parasite out of me." You said, sipping on your water and feeling, admittedly, a bit contemptuous that everyone else could drink.

"And does the parasite have a name?" Hannibal asked. "Have you considered it?"

Archie and Max exchanged glances. "We were thinking... Theresa Anne."

You choked on your water. The couple looked at you in surprise. You coughed, trying to find a way to make your objections known in the nicest way possible.

You pursed your lips. "Can you maybe pick a different name?"

"Well, it's not set in stone, of course." Max pushed his glasses up his nose. "Why?"

"Theresa and Anna..." You placed your water glass on the table. "Those are my cousins' names. They made my life absolutely miserable."

Archie's eyes widened. "Oh man, I'm sorry. If we had known-"

You shook your head. "There was no way you could have known-"

"Could you possibly, maybe think about it a different way?" Max piped up, his voice noticeably harder. "Like, we're naming our daughter after Mother Theresa?"

"Excuse me?" You raised an eyebrow.

"You're excused." Max countered.

Archie put his hand on his husband's shoulder. "Max, don't-"

"--I just don't believe you should get final say in what we name our daughter."

You took a step back. "You can believe whatever you want, but you're not the one growing a human from scratch, are you?"

"Max, it's fine." Archie cut in. "We can pick another name."

"With the amount of money we're paying you, I should hope I get to at least name my child what I want."

Hannibal was noticeably not holding you back. You briefly looked over your shoulder and caught a glimpse of him just standing aside, watching you. Observing you.

"I don't think you get it." You clenched your teeth. "I am not being torn apart and rearranged inside to make a new woman for some pompous finance bro to name her after the person who tortured me all my life."

Max crossed his arms. "And I'm not paying a sugar baby for her opinion on what I get to name my daughter."

"Max!" Archie scolded.

You shoved past him and headed for the kitchen. Suspended by a magnet on the fridge was a check for fifty thousand dollars. You snatched it down and brought it back to the dining room.

"You absolutely are not." You said, ripping up the check in front of him.

Archie winced in anguish as he watched the little pieces of paper flutter to the ground.

"Thank you for inviting us." Max said, through gritted teeth. "But we have to go."

"Yes. Yes you do." You said, trying your best to imitate Hannibal's face-melting glare.

You watched the two of them leave. Hannibal began to follow, but you grabbed his arm and kept him at your side. You wanted to let these ones leave.

"Shame." Hannibal said. "I quite enjoyed their company."

The next while was spent in mutually uncomfortable silence you hesitated to break. Hannibal did it himself.

"Would it be racially insensitive to turn Max into a Korean stone bowl dish?" Hannibal, whom you'd just noticed was flipping through a cookbook, posed.

You turned the sink off and placed the freshly-cleaned wine glass on the drying rack. "I don't want to eat Max."

"That's quite unlike you, darling." He said with surprise. "You usually love eating chauvanist pricks like him."

You groaned to convey that at least on some level, you agreed. "Yeah, but death is the easy way out. This way he has to live with the shitty thing he did."

"That's an excuse." Hannibal said, seeing right through you. "You just don't want to do that to Archie. You liked him a lot, didn't you?"

"You didn't?" You objected. "Don't pretend you didn't."

"I'm not pretending, darling." He assured you. "But Archie was a lot like you in the same way Max was like me."

You stayed quiet, too proud to admit he was right.

"We selected an adoptive couple in our own image."

You folded your arms. "That we did."

"Perhaps it's time we consider that we will never find an adoptive family that meets our standards." He posed. "That the only couple suited to raise this child is... you and I."

"Or we lower our standards." You said, only half-jokingly.

"Oh, [F/N]." Hannibal chuckled. "You know that's not an option. For either of us."

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