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donnanxblearchive · 4 years

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send me an au you wish i‘d write. // i wish you would write a fic where donna & gwen & martha are having fun together! ( @yoakkemae ) tagging @manaborn bc yea

Gwen had declared they all needed some time off. Donna had found it a little difficult to try to argue against her since she had Facetime’d her and Martha while she was taking cover and her jacket was a little too freshly singed. She’s sure that Gwen knew what she was doing; if she’d called from her ship, Donna wouldn’t of hesitated to steamroll over her ideas.

“I’m off Friday, actually,” had piped up Martha, even as Donna knew she could see her glare. “What’d you have in mind, Gwen? I might be able to trade my Saturday shift.”

“Martha, don’t try to twist yourse–”

“Yes! We could go to the mountains, really unplug from it all!” Donna had taken a breath to retort when Gwen dropped her phone with a muttered curse. Both women waited quietly as the sounds of whatever defense maneuvers Gwen took faded in, and then the phone was picked back up with a scramble. “How about at the cabins from my 16th a couple years back?”

Donna blinked, paperwork slowly becoming forgotten. “Over in America? In the Rocky Mountains?” Gwen nodded eagerly. Martha tried to hide a smile behind her hand, it didn’t really work. “It’s February, I don’t think it’ll be easy to find one for this weekend.” She hoped it didn’t sound like she was agreeing to this weekend, she’s sure she had other things to do this weekend. “Don’t you have things due for uni?”

“Oh, I’m sure missing one assignment won’t kill her.”

“You are not supposed to be a bad influence.”

“She does just fine while traveling around.”

“Yeah!” Gwen was now on the move, as her picture shook and she kept looking behind her. Donna was ready to chew her ass out over being so overconfident. “If it helps, I’ll get everything turned in early and let my professors know I’ll be going out on a family trip.” There went that excuse. Donna chewed on the tip of her pen.

“It’s going to be expensive.”

“Loosen your fist a little, Scrooge.”

“Oi!” She pointed her pen at the phone, ignoring the loud laughter in order to keep a mean face on. “I still have to budget my expenses, just like everyone else.” Not a lie, but not the truth either. Her budget was hilariously more inflated than well over half the world’s population and she was well aware of it. Still, she had to make a point. “Keep that sass up an’ see if I’ll pay your ticket, Doctor Jones.”

“Oh, pleeeease, Auntie.” She must really want this trip. It was always desperate measures for Gwen to not just call her by her name. Donna gave a long suffering sigh. “Just two days away, no aliens, no paperwork, no projects. It’ll be us, snow, and spa treatments!”

“I’ll get Eliza to see what she can do,” twin cheers erupted and she shouted to talk over them, “but only if she can move my own schedule around. I’m not makin’ any promises. And, I’ll cancel it all if any of your professors tell me you’re missin’ papers.” Gwen stuck her tongue out on that and Martha shook her head. “Martha, how long ‘till you can confirm your shift change?”

“I should know by tonight. We plan more out then.”

“Guys—” Looking at Gwen’s square on the screen showed just a glittering purple sky. Her voice sounded off to the side, and Donna assumed she was probably looking over Plumber notes. She hoped she was looking over Plumber notes and not taking cover again. “Wild thought, but I could just fly us there.” Denials from both Martha and Donna were quick, making Gwen pop her head back into frame. It was upside down, and mostly her eye, but the insult was clear. “Fine. Party poopers.”

“We’ll reconvene in the evening. Martha, keep savin’ lives. Gwen, stay alive.”

“No promises, loveyouguyssomuchBYE!”

Once seven o’clock rolled around, Donna was able to move her schedule around and Martha was able to trade her Saturday shift to get a three-day weekend. The three of them were in her office with two boxes of pizza steaming up her glass coffee table, and the projector displaying snow wear options. Gwen was more than a little distracted as her assistant was currently talking to her about their lodging options seeing as the original choice was all booked up.

“Wait, go back, go back, yes, that one! Where is it again?”

“Aspen, in Colorado.”

“It looks really cute. Donna, Martha, look, isn’t it cute?” With a few quick taps, Gwen switched the projected image. She very much ignored Donna’s indignant squawk, but quickly returned Martha’s silent overhead fistbump. “And we can get one that has bunk beds!”

“Eliza, I will fire you if you book the bunks.”

“Noted, ma’am.” Gwen pouted dramatically into her pizza slice. Martha gave her shoulder a consoling pat but wisely didn’t voice an opinion on the bunk debate. “There are three bedroom options, two bathrooms and a full kitchen. I can see about requesting one near the sauna.” Gwen gave an exaggerated gasp, nearly choking on her pizza. Donna rolled her eyes and waved a hand in silent agreement.

Once her assistant left the office to make the booking, control evaded Donna again. The iPad was now in Martha’s power, who was swiping along the different recreational activities listed. “Don’t you want to check the price beforehand?” Martha got a throw pillow to the face for her efforts.

“Let’s finish this up already before Shaun files a missing persons report on me.”

“You didn’t tell him?”

Donna squinted, as if the action would help recall her conversation with her husband. Damn TimeLord consciousness was only useful when it decided to be. “I mentioned it to him. I mean, I told him that I might be goin’ outta town this weekend. Course, he asked if it was just outta town or really outta space, he’s a bit hurt from our trip to Clom last month–”

“Sucks,” cuts in Gwen around a mouthful of pizza.

“–and I still haven’t been able to get the universal signal done to his new phone, so I’m sure he’s just being a worrywart. I hadn’t confirmed my schedule yet when I talked to him, an’ then I had to do some video conferences an’ the day just slipped away.” She shrugged. “I’ll just send a text right now. You two can choose what you’d want Eliza to book at the resort.”

She leaned back against her desk and typed out a few messages. Martha and Gwen were enthusiastically going over the different options, giggles freely sprinkled between them, and Donna felt a warmth blossom in her chest. She tried – and usually failed – to hide how much she worried over the two, and seeing them able to act so relaxed helped her own stress by leaps and bounds. A fun, Earth-bound, no-magic, and wonderfully impromptu vacation might really be the best for them.

“Alright, you two,” she gave a quick clap of her hands and swiped the iPad out of Martha’s hands, “the husband’s aware you’ve got me in lockdown. Let’s get this trip planned.”

The first day hadn’t been so bad. They’d taken a red-eye flight to try to beat the six hour jetlag, had a marvelous brunch in bed, and then powered on ahead with the day’s activities. Donna had forwarded Gwen the itinerary from Eliza, declaring that she wasn’t going to stress about the agenda as this wasn’t even her idea. Not that Gwen worried about keeping track of it all with how wide her smile was the entire day. They’d gotten wonderful hour-long deep tissue massages, popped in the sauna afterwards, a quick shower at the cabin and taken the town by storm. Which just meant going around town and peer pressuring Donna to tap into the TimeLord knowledge of the town’s history.

“You know,” Donna had said to Martha as they took a milkshake break, “I’m not too sure if he’d have a fit about this.”

She never had to specify who he was. Martha always seemed to know, always giving that small nod in response. “Taking days off wasn’t exactly his thing. For all he said to just travel, he was always doing something, wasn’t he?”

“God, yes. I had to wrestle him into taking us to dinner or heaven forbid the beach!” They shared a soft laugh. “I mean, he enjoyed it, that’s for sure. But I mean, I was talkin’ more about all this,” she tapped at her forehead, “bein’ so here, ya’know?”

“It’s not like he was shy, Donna.”

“Yes, yes, and he was an insufferable show-off in the worst moments. Still, it just,” she shrugs, not sure how to formulate her thoughts and that was definitely very human of her, “it doesn’t feel quite right to just be larkin’ ‘round town and basically pluck out the Wikipedia page about city hall with a blink.”

“Because it’s your doing it, or because he’s not here?”

There went Martha again, being all understanding eyes and soft smiles. Her bedside manner was truly spectacular, and it just made her all the more brilliant a friend. What Donna would’ve given to have a friend like her when she was younger, a true reasonable and supportive person. Introspective talks like these never felt intrusive with her, they hadn’t in a very long time, and Donna was finding herself more receptive to analyzing her feelings than she thought. As she kept quiet, Martha extended the same courtesy, without so much as a blink of impatience.

Gwen came bounding up to them in that moment, fresh snow dusting her shoulders and making a pretty picture as it melted in her hair. Without asking, she squeezed between their bar stools and took a sip from Donna’s shake. “I found a super adorable bookstore, it’s maybe a ten minute walk from here. Are you guys ready? It’s also in a plaza with some clothing stores, and I wanna max out Donna’s card before dinner.”

“Oi!” Donna tugged at Gwen’s ponytail while Martha laughed. “Don’t you have your own money?”

“I cannot afford everything I want to buy.”

“Maybe you should budget like our self-made moneybags over here.” Martha smirked. “Though I don’t think another thou will make much difference to her.”

“Yes, you’re right.” Gwen’s nod was far too somber. Any scraps of severity were demolished as she slurped the last dredges of Donna’s shake before giving a loud sigh. “Guess I’ll have to spend two thousand.”

“Fuck off,” Donna said with all the hostility of a baby duck amid their laughter.

The second day is when the nefarious plan came to light. Breakfast had been at one of the resort restaurants, in the type of place that Donna would’ve been all aflutter stepping foot in years ago. But the atmospheric instrumental music, warm lighting, floor-to-ceiling windows, and softly spoken waitress had long been part of her daily routine. By extension, it was certainly more common in Gwen and Martha’s lives than a decade back. As such, they all knew better than too be as wickedly loud as normal, and the conversation was kept light— to a point.

“Sorry, snowboarding?”

“Yup, our rentals and instructor are scheduled to start at one, and,” Gwen paused to take a forkful of her omelet, “Eliza booked us for four hours.”

“Four hours?!” Her voice rose well above ‘indoor,’ and Martha motioned at her. “Are you flippin’ nuts, Gwen?” Her niece shrugged and kept eating. “I’m not snowboardin’ for four bloody hours, hard pressed to find me there for e’en one!”

“You can’t tell me you’ve never tried it.” Donna scoffed at Martha. “What did you do when you were here last?”

“Watch over a bunch of sixteen year olds.” She pointed a fork at Gwen, quickly adding, “And don’t say your lot wasn’t that bad or so help me God—” Gwen deflated, but grumbled under her breath before sipping her hot chocolate.

“It’s not that difficult, Donna. Plus, you’re not goin’ in blind. We’ve got an instructor.”

“I take it you’ve done this before,” she said dryly.

“Years ago, yeah! It’s loads of fun, believe me. It’s just like that game the arcade has, just with more wind around you.” Donna kept as blank an expression as possible as she buttered her croissant without looking down. “Oh, c’mon, you know the one! Gwen,” she turned to the younger girl, “she knows what I’m talking about right?”

Gwen sucked her teeth and gave a small shake. “I’ve literally never been able to get her into an arcade.”

For a brief moment, a second even, Martha’s face fell. But just as quick she smiled the way that doctors do when they know chances are slim but they have to keep moral up, and Donna narrowed her eyes. “Well, no matter. It’s all balance and coordination, and even if you fall a few times, it’s going t’be fun!”

It was not being fun. She ate snow too many times to count, the cold was well past her bones and into her soul, and she was certain her ass was going to be covered in bruises. Gwen had, naturally glided around like a professional, all sparkling eyes and reddened cheeks. She looked like the poster girl for the slopes as her red hair whipped around her, making her an easy dot to follow. Martha had needed just a slight assistance from the instructor, and if there wasn’t near a twenty year difference between them, Donna would have immediately accused her of having practiced recently.

“Donnaaaaa.” Gwen might be whining, but that smile is still plastered on her face. “Don’t be such a sourpuss.”

“I will be as sour as I damn well please.”

“Donna,” cut in Martha as she gracefully came up the side and looked like a damn movie star taking off her helmet, “we’ve only been here an hour.” Donna eyes bulged but Martha kept talking. “I think you might just be overthinking it. I mean, what if during your travels, you would’ve had to snowboard?”

“I would have gladly taken my role as bait.”

“No,” the word was very forceful and Donna scrunched her nose at it. “You would not. You would have given it your one hundred percent effort and been brilliant at it. I sincerely doubt you’re givin’ more than thirty percent.”

“Mrs. Temple-Noble,” the three swung their attention to the instructor, “I will agree that you could be putting just a little more enthusiasm into your attempts. Often times your success depends on your state of mind too, not just your state of body.”

“Thanks Jared, I’ll make sure to blame my mind when I snowball off the curve.” The instructor gave a sigh, the first (and certainly not last) break in his professional demeanor. “However, I am pushing fifty and my body doesn’t work like it used to before.”

Gwen hums a little ditty at her words, which Donna can’t place but Martha can. She gives the younger girl a slap to her shoulder and Gwen looks only slightly sheepish. They seem to have a silent talk in the next few moments while Donna might as well be climbing Jared in her attempts to stand up. If she wasn’t so worried about getting frostbite on her ass, she might have interrogated them about their charades game.

“Ya know, Sylvia had mentioned that Nerys was gonna go snowboarding this year.” Donna had been about to remove the snowboard when the mention of her best frenemy come out. Gwen continued a bit too offhandedly. “I think she’d said she wanted to invite you, but you don’t know how to snowboard, so it would’ve killed the mood. Isn’t that right, Martha?”

“When I talked to Veena, she wouldn’t shut up about it. She said that—”

“Shut up, shut up. I’m not goin’ to have that fuckin’ breadstick think she can do better. You know who taught her to roller skate? Me!” She huffed and pulled at the hem of her snow jacket. “I’ll shove this board up her arse before lettin’ her win this, Jared, let’s do this again, chop chop.”

She missed the fistbump shared between the younger women in all her blustering rage.

It doesn’t take Donna long after that to get the hang of it. She’s nowhere near the level of expertise that Gwen shows, but that’s fine. She can at least go down the beginners slopes with them and scream with laughter once they reach the bottom in one piece. Jared finishes his four hours with them, but they keep on going until they can’t deny the sun is setting and everyone is being instructed off the snow. She’s sure to be aching in the morning, but she’s smiling the entire time Martha and Gwen are recounting the day’s adventure over room service.

The third day is short given their late afternoon flight. They wake up late, make quick work of their packing, and set out for a casual lunch. They end up passing through a chocolate shop going back to the resort, and Donna nearly melts as she bites into her eclair.

“What would your trainer say?” Martha’s eyes are crinkled up as she teases. She takes Donna’s shove with a chuckle.

“Sod off, do you have any idea ‘ow many calories I burned yesterday? I more than deserve this.”

“Snowboarding is a great way to start.” Gwen kept her gaze straight ahead, even as she kept her arm linked to Donna’s. “It really makes your body and mind work together, and counts on a sense of timing too. Really makes you use your core the entire time without neglecting the rest of your body. You know what else does that?” She didn’t wait for Donna to respond. “Taekwondo, karate, jujitsu, or—”

“Oh my God, was that the whole point of this? To keep pushin’ your martial arts agenda?”

“She has a point.”

“Absolutely not!”

“What’s the harm in learning a little self-defense? You’re not really only workin’ in an office. You still come across aliens and thwart plans all the time.”

“And I have a trainer that makes sure I can still run away before they lay a hand on me.”

They bicker, two against one, pretty much the rest of the day until they have to check out. She gives in and calls Eliza on speaker phone while Gwen is still listing the mental benefits of martial arts. The assistant sounds properly confused when she says she wants to book gym space next week. The look of elated shock on Gwen’s face when Donna throws her the phone to request what’s needed almost makes the forthcoming torture worth it.

“Was that so hard, Donna?”

“You’re not getting’ off that easy, Martha, I’ll haul you outta the hospital myself if you don’t show up.”

#[ drabble ]#yoakkemae #manaborn #i totally went overboard with this #i literally didnt know how to stop it #is this exactly fun? idk but i had fun writing it

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theotpoftheday · 5 years

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My take on Dora x Randy

I personally really enjoyed Dora and the Lost City of Gold, and Randy was my favorite character for sure. I just wanted to share my analysis of the Dora and Randy ship... so here we go.

A lot of people don’t like the ship because they feel Randy comes off as over flirtatious. When you watch the movie, he never crossed over any bounds besides socially awkward nerd or genuinly caring friend. If anything, I think he’s just a bullied kid who doesn’t have any friends, which is a LOT like Dora. This is one of the reasons they work well together. Both have to go through what it’s like to have friends for the first time (That’s basically the theme of the movie). You have this super awkward nerd whose only form of human contact is shown to be physical abuse at school and emotional abuse at home. He’s shown eating at the lunch table, alone, with Dora his only table companion. He’s been going through for years what Dora went through for likely a month.

One day, when Randy is at his locker probably anticipating a daily bullying, this beautiful new student comes up to him, treats him like an actual person, has a conversation with him about an interest of his, and gives him a freakin cupcake. Does he jump all over her then? No! If anything, he just seems genuinely confused, because he’s not used to kindness. Even at the lunch table, when Dora asks him what the food she is eating is, he seems a little shocked someone is actually sitting near him and talking to him. He responds, but doesn’t ridicule her. More just confused at the question XD.

I think Randy doesn’t really fall for Dora until after she hallucinates. Before he flirts with Dora and Sammy, probably just excited to be with two girls his own age treating him like an equal. It isn’t until after Randy lost Dora, when he realizes her life is in danger, that his mindset changes. At the beginning, it was a little crush he would show to any girl. After, he falls for her hard. He is so thankful to see she is okay (his face at that scene is adorable), and keeps his hand on her head even after she wakes up. He also sleeps next to her. Some might say this is weird, but obviously, this dude is worried sick about her. Dora almost died, and you better believe I would be SUPER overprotective for a few hours after one of my only friends and crush literally almost died.

You also get the ADORABLE animated scene with DiegoxSammy and DoraxRandy SUPER obvious.

After that night, Randy seems a lot happier and makes a comment about how for the first time, he’s actually feeling really good. Then they fall into the aquifer, and you have this scene where he tries to impress Dora. He starts directly flirting with Dora, using a few “classic us” lines which yes, were cringey, but expected from such a nerd. When he ends up almost drowning everyone (oops), he saves the day and they all get dumped into this big pool. The first thing Randy does is run straight to Dora to give her a hug. Even Dora pulls away from her parents and excitedly hugs him back with a big smile on her face.

The attraction isn’t completely one-sided (though Randy is definitely the more affectionate of the two). For starters, Dora was the one to first approach him, give him a cupcake, be super friendly, and to ASK TO DANCE at the winter ball (out of everyone, she goes to him). She was so happy to ask him, and then seems a little sad that Randy didn’t want to dance, but she shakes it off real well since her personality is to be cheery (and even though she knows she was rejected, she has to be herself <3). Too bad Randy is SO awkward and didnt want to dance :P. They also eat lunch together. Just a lot of little things early on that points to a crush from Dora, or at least clear signs from a possibly autistic girl that she has a special interest in him. Keep in mind Dora is possibly autistic, at the very least socially challenged, so she probably would show a crush in a different way. However, Dora definitely gives Randy a few looks toward the end that cement the fact of a mutual crush.

There are also a few scenes before the Hallucination, that I particularly liked between Randy and Dora. One is Randy calling Dora amazing, and the other is the really sweet look they share before they part ways (Randy to return home, Dora to find her parents). I think that sets up Randy saving her very well. And I like how well Randy and Boots got along, with their cute fistbump (don’t have that picture, sorry)

One big thing that gets me is that at the end of the film, when Dora’s parents tell her she can explore with them, she looks right back at Randy, while Randy is speaking loudly, and says she wants to stay to study the indigenous people 😂 Plus the dip between Dora and Randy makes it canon for me that they are on the path to dating, if not already dating in the final scene. There’s also this really adorable look the two give each other at the end of the movie that I’m so mad I didn’t take a picture of in time.

I thought they were adorable together, and hope they become more canon in a sequel. There’s so much a sequel could do with them. I’d love to see Dora dealing with dating for the first time. I imagine them taking things slow, but also Dora randomly saying things about mating that just turn Randy into a nervous wreck XD. I especially want to see how her Papi would react XD!! And I’d love to see Randy spending time with Dora’s extended family, maybe getting a few lines with her Abuela while making dinner, and just interacting more with Dora’s culture. I also want an astronomy club meeting at some point, and Randy nervously asking Dora out for the first time. I WANT A KISS!

OK :P That’s all. Hope someone out there appreciates this super long post :P

Bye! And go see Dora and the Lost City of Gold if you haven't yet!

#dora and the lost city of gold #dora x randy #randy #Nicholas coombe #dora the explorer #dora the lost city of gold #dora and randy #randy and dora #randy x dora #dorandy #dora

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riarushi · 5 years

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you as the female maknae of nct. (updated ver)

So apparently a lot of you wanted me to update this, so I hope you enjoy! (I added in our new members as well~) ALSO, I’m starting to need new ideas for the Twitter posts, so if you have any, feel free to send them in and I’ll try my best to make it into a post! ~Ness

Profile:

Member Interaction:

Taeil

The one you can always run to when you need immediate assistance.

Loves it when you do.

Will unnecessarily teach you all his lines in every NCT song he sings in.

“What happens if I’m sick? Y/N can fill in my spot.”

Doesn’t want to spoil you but finds it hard not to once you’re around.

When he hasn’t seen you in a while, he’ll make sure to send a text to check up on you.

Johnny

SM won’t let you guys share a room anymore.

Last time, the two of you filled the room with plushies to the point where neither of you could sleep on your beds.

A prominent big brother figure, loves giving you life advice.

You’re his favourite model for photos.

“Just keep doing that, you’ll look even cuter than usual in this picture.”

Would totally start picking fluff off your clothes while you guys stand on stage.

Taeyong

You’re totally his favourite member.

He just won’t admit it.

Has a little shelf in where he keeps all the handmade presents you make for him.

Probably makes something for you in return.

“Look! It matches the bracelet you made me, too!”

Would want to wear the matching bracelets during SMTOWN shows.

Yuta

Can’t restrain himself from wrapping his arms around you every time he sees you.

It doesn’t even matter if you’re filming a variety show or you’re doing a live.

“Y/N~ My small girl~~~”

Takes you out on runs with him sometimes.

Chatting during runs is relaxing and calm, and definitely quality bonding time for the both of you.

You bet he’s not speaking anything other than Japanese with you.

Kun

You’re one of his three (3) children.

Helps you do things without you needing to even ask.

“I looked over your Korean homework, do you want me to help you with that question you didn’t finish?”

Zips your coat up before you leave the dorms, before shoving your bag in your hands.

He made sure not to forget anything you would need for the day while packing it.

Turns off your lights for you before you sleep.

Doyoung

Comes to visit you while you record in the recording studio.

He likes it when you wave at him through the booth window.

Knows the most pointless trivia about you out of all the members due to all the small talk he makes with you.

“Y/n wouldn’t like that. She thinks that colour doesn’t suit her.”

Sends you a lot of aesthetic posts or motivational quotes.

You’ll wake up to see that he’s sent over forty (40) since last night.

Ten

You guys are literally inseparable dance partners.

Takes you out to go get something to eat or drink after practices.

Always teaches you new words that he learns in Chinese.

Would literally squeal if you wanted to learn Thai.

“Wait, say that again! Your pronunciation was almost better than mine.”

I can see him jokingly fitting Japanese into his conversations with you.

Jaehyun

Unintentionally babies you, but immediately apologizes when he realizes.

Always willing to listen to you vent and give advice.

He would take you out to go grab a drink together on your off days.

“Hey, Y/N. I’m gonna go get some coffee, you wanna come?”

Remembers your usual order, but offers to buy the special if you seem interested in it.

Literally the best big brother figure.

Winwin

Despite the fact that he hates skinship, he finds it cute when you grab his arm.

Has definitely gotten closer to you since you moved in, and likes going out with you sometimes.

Probably takes you to dog cafes a lot.

“Do you think that big fluffy one will remember me if I visit it everyday?”

The two of you feel at ease with each other, so you’ve started dropping the polite speech and honorifics with him.

Still continues to choose to be on your team for variety games.

Jungwoo

Showers you with compliments and refuses to stop unless you take them.

“You’re the cutest,Y/N! Just accept it!”

Comes to you for support, and always reminds you that he has your back too.

Buys you things that remind him of you when he’s travelling with 127.

Gives them all to you once he gets back.

Almost half of your plushie collection is contributions from Jungwoo.

Lucas

Always greets you by messing up your hair and attempting to give you a fistbump.

It’s his goal to always keep you out of a bad mood.

Very joking, I can see him always smiling and cracking jokes around you.

“WAIT NO I HAVE AN EVEN BETTER JOKE, LISTEN TO THIS Y/N.”

Absentmindedly grabs your hand and starts playing with your fingers while on stage.

Considers you one of his closest friends.

Mark

Your teacher in lyric writing and other musical aspects.

Can’t resist looking at your notebook whenever he can.

“Oh, Y/N! Y-You’re back... I wasn’t looking at your lyrics. Or anything. Just sitting here and waiting for you.”

Invites you to come watch him record no matter what unit he’s recording for.

He gets excited when you walk in with a cup of watermelon juice for him.

The two of you made a playlist full of songs you both like, and it gets updated often.

Xiaojun

Wants you to join him in his health adventures.

“We can start today! Let’s go get some vegetables and create a delicious and nutritious dish.”

Still continues to wake you up at 3 in the morning to get something sweet to eat.

Also enjoys spending late nights playing video games with you and some of the other members.

Scrambles to turn off the computer and cover the two of you with blankets when he hears someone shuffling outside the room.

It’ll be a while until the both of you develop that healthy lifestyle.

Hendery

Has kept himself somewhat polite and courteous around you.

If he’s joking around with another member and notices you, he’ll get embarrassed.

“Y/N! I didn’t see you there just now.. How are you today?”

Really wants to be close with you.

To show how much he cares about his relationship with you, he’ll buy you a little cactus.

Puts it on your desk and leaves a little encouraging note.

Renjun

Helps you study Korean mostly, but will help with any subject you need assistance with.

“Oh, this one? It’s actually pretty simple, pass me your pencil and I’ll show you how to do it.”

Casually starts doodling Moomin on the side of your paper while you do your work.

He won’t erase his doodling even if you ask him to.

If your sad, he lets you wrap your arms around his waist and pull yourself into him.

Gets so soft and pats your head.

Jeno

Also regular participant in the 3 AM video game party.

Is literally fighting Xiaojun for his favourite gaming buddy back.

“Please stop teaming with him! I’ll play support if you play with me~”

Finds it so hard to not agree to do anything you say.

He’ll get you anything you need. Cuddles? Of course! Something to drink? Take all the water bottles he could find!

You might want to team with him as soon as possible before he spoils you too much.

Haechan

“Who’s Mark Lee? My favourite member is Y/N~”

He’s your number one fanboy.

Begs you to do aegyo on the daily, using his own aegyo to try to convince you.

Is always hugging you and resting his chin on the top of your head during fansigns.

After all the NCTzens are done getting their albums signed, he’ll get up and walk over to your part of the table to pretend to get your autograph too.

Casually initiates a lot of skinship.

Jaemin

Your first and closest friend in NCT.

He shares and does everything with you.

Loves to watch movies with you, the two of you have a movie-watching tradition.

“What should we watch today..?”

Keeps an arm around your shoulders whenever you’re chilling beside each other.

Sometimes surprises you with quick pecks on your temple as he walks by you in fansigns.

Yangyang

One (1) of your two (2) siblings.

Teases you often, but will always side with you when you’re arguing with someone else.

During practices, he’s completely different and is quite serious.

“Try doing this sort of rhythm instead. It’ll sound more natural.”

Gives really good advice to help you improve your performance.

Despite all the teasing he does, he really cares for you and loves you like a little sister.

Chenle

One (1) of your two (2) siblings.

The two of you bicker a lot, but are always comfortable with it because of how chill you are with each other.

Just like real siblings, to be honest.

Usually doesn’t complain when you sneak a bite of his second helping of ramen.

Unless he really doesn’t want to share.

“Hey! That’s the last bit of noodle, give it back!”

Jisung

Likes to point out small little habits he notices you have, and gets embarrassed when you do it back.

For example if you point out his scrunched nose, he’ll quickly cover it up with his hands.

“Don’t talk about it like that! I can’t help it...”

While overseas, he’ll constantly look at you for encouragement while speaking in a language you know well.

In return, he’ll help you with perfecting your dance moves.

Finds it to be extremely cute when you wear his caps.

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she-is-tim · 5 years

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I love hating you | Elu enemies to lovers AU | Ch. 3

Previous Chapters: 1, 2

Lucas is an angry, closeted and frustrated gay teenager, while Eliott is the handsome, smart and popular guy in school. They hate each other… but not forever.

You still owe me

Lucas woke up happily the next day. For other people it could have been the vibe of friday, but for him it was different. The first thing he did was to check his phone. He got a few notifications on facebook, some likes on instagram, but no messaged. He didn’t let that to ruin his mood. He got out of his “bed” and walked to the kitchen, only wearing briefs.

Mika was already there, wearing a red shirt and grey sweatpants, drinking coffee while leaning to the kitchen counter. As Lucas walked in, mumbling a quiet “Morning”, his flatmate slapped his butt playfully, while whistling at him.

“What a nice ass you got there, kitten.” he said smirking. Usually Lucas would shut him down, but today he was in a good mood, so he just chuckled and grabbed his mug, pouring some coffee in it. Mika was utterly shocked by his behavior. “Oh, my! What happened to you, Dear Kitten? You got laid or something?” he asked, trying to analize the expression on Lucas’ face.

“No, I’m just feeling good today.” he said, taking a sip of his hot drink, enjoying the taste of pure caffeine.

“Well, whatever or whoever made you so happy, it could happen more often. I definitely like the happy kitty more than the grumpy one.” Mika said with a soft smile and right now, Lucas could totally agree with him. He himself felt much better in his body too.

When he got to the school, he saw the boys on the schoolyard, talking and laughing. He walked to them, giving a fistbump to Yann and Arthur, leaving Basile out again. It was just so natural, he didn’t even think about it.

“You look better today, Lulu.” Arthur said with a soft smile.

“I’m feeling better for sure.” he said. “I slept like a baby last night.” he admitted.

The boys continued their talk about whatever they were speaking before Lucas arrived, trying to involve him too. They weren’t really successful, since the short boy catched a familiar, very handsome face among the other students. His eyes met those sky blue ones, which made his heart beat faster. Eliott smiled at him, raising his eyebrows, like he’s trying to flirt with Lucas. They were far from each other, but at that moment it was like nothing was between them.

Lucas was so lost in Eliott’s eyes, he felt like he’s floating on water, feeling free and careless. A little smile appeared on his face, which made Eliott’s eyes widen, his lips forming into a huge smirk. Lucas felt the blush appearing on his face, so he quickly looked away, trying to join into the conversation with his friends.

Later the day he was still in a good mood, feeling butterflies in his stomach when he remembered that his class just before lunch break was literature. With Eliott... He grabbed his stuff, walking into the classroom. Eliott was sitting at their table, there was a book in front of him, but he was just staring out of the window with a dreamy expression on his face. The sun was lighting up his face, making his eyes look like two beautiful pool of clear water.

Lucas made sure he was taking in all the beauty and handsomeness of this boy, before sitting down next to him. Eliott turned when he heard the noise of the chair moving next to him. He looked at the short boy, lips forming a soft smile.

“Hey there!”

“Hey!” Lucas mumbled shyly. He couldn’t say anything else, seeing Eliott like this, so early in the day just made him speechless.

“You look good today.” Eliott said, which made Lucas gasp for air. He wasn’t expecting something like this from him, so he just looked at him with wide eyes, not believing what he just heard. Eliott laughed, putting his forearm on the table. “I love these expressions you make.” he said smirking, which made Lucas frown his eyebrows and crossing his arms.

“Excuse me?”

“You know, I can make a lot of people blush, mostly girls, but I will never get bored of your reactions.” he said smiling. Lucas had to admit that he looked even more handsome like that. Fucking hell.

“You are fucking annoying.” Lucas said now, looking grumpy. He decided to face forward, not looking at the other, he was doing it for an experiment. What are you going to do now, Demaury?

He saw from the corner of his eyes that Eliott is searching for his phone, pulling it out from his back pocket. He seemed to be busy, typing something to someone. Lucas was feeling something in his throat, his stomach got tiny all of the sudden. He was regretting that he decided to ignore Eliott, because he seemed to found something much better to do. At least he thought that until he felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. He grabbed it, opening the message he got and he almost choked on air. It was a message from Eliott. Are you serious right now?

srodulv Look, I found a picture of you

Lucas had to cover his mouth to cover his giggle. Eliott was such a stupid asshole, but he kinda liked how he did some things. This was in fact pretty funny. He couldn’t remember when Eliott started to call him hedgehog, probably back in first year when he had much shorter hair than he does now. It was around the time when they got to hate each other.

He couldn’t clearly remember why he started to be so annoyed by Eliott’s presence, it just happened one day. Everything he did made Lucas upset, especially when he was flirting with the girls. Daphné was always giggly and shy around Eliott in first year, Alexia basically undressed him with her eyes all the time. It pissed him off, because those girls were too good for such a douchebag.

He shook his head, coming back to reality. He stared at the grumpy hedgehog on his phone. He was sure Eliott was fidgeting on his seat, not knowing what Lucas thinks of his stupid message. He let himself have a half smile, then he put away his phone without answering. This time he will be the one that controls the situation. He heard Eliott letting out an annoyed sigh. It made him feel victorious.

Later the day Lucas joined the girls in the common room, helping them make some decorations. He was painting some wooden chairs, making them look much better than they actually are. Alexia and Imane were working on decorative lightings, Emma and Manon were decorating the shelves with cute statues, vases with flowers, stuff like that. Daphné was sitting at the table, making plans, looking through her folder she made. It was really thick, full of pages filled with pictures cut out of magazines, printed out or drawed by hand. She seemed to take this thing really seriously.

Lucas was so occupied with painting the chairs, he didn’t notice the buzzing of his phone. Not like he could check it, since his hands were covered in pink and yellow paint anyways. When he finished, he walked to the bathroom, trying to take off the colors, but it wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be. After long minutes of scrubbing, his arms were still stained. He sighed and decided to leave it for now, it was friday anyways, so he will have the weekend to take it off.

He walked back to the girls, they were all sitting at the table now, inviting Lucas to join them, so he sat down next to Manon, who offered him a cupcake that was made by Daphné. He accepted it and was chewing on it, while he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He opened instagram and noticed that someone tagged im on a picture. It was manon, she made a photo of him as he was painting the chairs with a serious face, like it was the most important task he ever had to do in his life. The caption said: “The only guy we trust”. He rolled his eyes and looked at Manon.

“Seriously, girl? What is this picture?” he asked, showing his flatmate his phone.

“Isn’t it adorable? You were so focused, I had to make a picture.” Manon said smiling.

“And post it on instagram?”

“You know if it’s not on the internet, it never happened.” Alexia said, drinking some pink liquid from a bottle.

“That’s true.” Emma said smirking.

Lucas just rolled his eyes again, but decided to like the picture. Manon was just so caring and soft, he couldn’t be mad at her, and the picture wasn’t bad at all. He had much more embarrassing pictures on his own profile, so he had nothing to worry about. After that he looked at his messages, there was a new one from Eliott.

srodulv That pink paint looks good on you

Lucas’ heart was beating faster, he still haven’t replied to the hedgehog message, so seeing that Eliott trying to reach out again made him feel happy and a little satsfied with himself. Now he was the one in charge.

lucallemant I still have some on my hands, that shit is not coming off easily

srodulv Oil can be really helpful

lucallemant oh really? I will try that out when I get home

srodulv I was actually wondering if you wanna hang out I have some beer and a joint to smoke

Lucas had to really control himself not to jump up from his seat and leave the girls immediately. Spending time with Eliott AND smoking weed? What else could top that? He took a deep breath, finishing his cupcake. He totally forgot to reply to the message, so he was surprised when he got another one.

srodulv Or maybe some other day, whatever is good for you

lucallemant No, I’m fine I’ll say bye to the girls and go

srodulv I’ll wait for you at the bus stop

lucallemant Cool

srodulv Cool

Lucas got up from his chair now, saying bye to the girls. Daphné even got up and kissed him on the cheek. She was so sweet, Lucas liked her company a lot. He picked up his backpack and left the common room, walking to the bus stop. It seemed to be an eternity until his bus arrived, he was looking at his phone while he was traveling, reading his conversation with Eliott over and over again. He couldn’t believe it. Someone so handsome and popular as Eliott shouldn’t be flirting with Lucas. It basically went against the law of nature.

When he got off the bus, he saw Eliott sitting on one of the seats. He was wearing a dark blue denim jacket over his hoodie this time, which made him look like a model. When he noticed Lucas, he smiled at him, stading up. The smaller boy was holding onto the straps of his backpack, because he wasn’t sure what to expect from this guy.

“Hey!” Eliott said as he walked closer to Lucas, his eyes checking him out from head to toe. Lucas felt like he was completely exposed, with Eliott he had no walls around himself and it scared him a little.

“Hey!” He mumbled, looking everywhere but in the other’s eyes.

“You coming?” Eliott asked, starting to walk backwards, staring at Lucas with his beautiful blue eyes.

Lucas sighed and smiled a little, going after Eliott, who now turned around, walking towards his apartment building. It only took a few minutes, none of them said anything, but it wasn’t awkward at all. The short boy wouldn’t even be able to form any kind of sentences right now, he was still struck by how perfect Eliott looked in that jacket.

They got inside, Eliott opened the door to his flat, letting Lucas inside. He put his jacket on the hanger and told Lucas to get himself comfortable, while he brings them some beer. The small boy did that, walking to the living room. He put down his backpack near the wall, then took off his jacket, carefully putting it on the armchair that was next to the coffee table alongside another one and a couch on the opposite side. The place wasn’t big, but it seemed really nice. Lucas first noticed the few drawings on the wall, but then his eyes catched the piano right next to a bookshelf. He looked at Eliott when he came back with two bottles of beer, handing one to Lucas.

“You play the piano?” he asked, pointing at the instrument.

“Not really.” Eliott chuckled and took a sip of his beer. “It was here when I moved in, haven’t really touched it.” he said honestly, looking into Lucas’ eyes. “You could play something on it.”

Lucas swallowed, he was holding the beer so tightly that his knuckles were white. He looked at the piano, back to Eliott and he continued this for a whole minute, before he found his own voice to say something. Congratulations, Lucas. You are winning the game.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. I haven’t played in a while... well, except this wednesday, but that was just so random.” he said and now looked at the drawings on the wall, trying to change the topic. “You made these?”

“Yeah, but it was a while now, most of them are a year old.” he explained with a soft smile.

Lucas checked out all of the arts when he noticed something on the top of the piano. It was a drawing of a hedgehog, the only color was the pink stains on his face and his hand. Lucas blinked, not believing his eyes first and he heard Eliott making a weird noise next to him, quickly reaching out and grabbing the paper, pulling it away from Lucas’ sight.

“That’s just... a doodle. I was bored.” he said, avoiding eyecontact with the small boy, which amused Lucas a lot.

“Yeah?” he smirked, drinking from his beer now.

Eliott rolled his eyes, which was usually Lucas’ speciality, folding the paper and sliding it into his backpocket. He seemed to be kinda nervous, his bottle was almost empty, though they just started to drink.

“Whatever, let’s smoke.” he said grabbing the joint that was sitting on his ear all this time. Lucas was too busy examining the apartment to notice that.

They sat down on the couch, putting the beer bottles on the coffee tables. Eliott pulled out a lighter from his pocket, lighting the holy cigarette. Lucas was excited to get high with him, it might not have been the best idea, considering his mixed feelings towards the tall boy, but he was too whipped. Eliott put the cigarette in his mouth, breathing in the smoke, then handing it to Lucas. He grabbed it with a happy smile, taking it between his lips, but he almost choked, when this god damn model looking guy next to him decided to blow out a smoke ring. That was so fucking hot.

Eliott looked at Lucas, leaning back on the chouch, stretching his long legs under the coffee table. He seemed to look so different than in school. Usually he was the good looking, always cool and perfect student, but here he just seemed to be like everyone else: a carefree teenager. Lucas turned his body to the side, to see him better and he was leaning on the back of the couch like this too. They were listening to some chill music from Eliott’s phone, it was a nice background noise to their stupid laughter. Both of them were telling silly stories from their childhood.

They were doing this for long minutes, probably for a couple of hours. There were a lot of empty bottles of the coffee table now, the air around them smelled like smoke, so Eliott decided to open the window. As he got up, Lucas had some time to breathe. It was so unbelieveable to sit here in Eliott Demaury’s living room, smoking weed, drinking beer and talking about his 6 year old self who got chewing gum stuck in his hair.

“Are you hungry?” Eliott asked suddenly, leaning to the window as he looked at Lucas. His eyes were a little red because of the smoke.

“Yeah, I am.” Lucas said, being surprised how he didn’t even notice his own hunger. Maybe because he was too busy watching this handsome boy laughing like a happy child, then blowing out smoke like a professional model.

“I’ll go make some sandwiches in the kitchen.” he said smiling and started to walk now. Lucas got up, he was just a little bit tipsy, so he could still move without stumbling.

“I’m coming with you.” he said, which made Eliott smile like an idiot.

“Okay.”

The kitchen was small, it only had a square wooden table with two chairs, so Lucas settled down there while Eliott was searching for stuff in the fridge and the cabinets. He seemed to be so occupied, even sticking his tongue out in the process. The small boy decided to check his phone now, letting his host to make those sandwiches peacefully.

He got a couple notifications from instagram, he didn’t really care about that, but he also got a text from Manon. He just noticed that it was almost 21:00, he was here at Eliott’s place since 4 hours now? How is that possible? He quickly opened the message.

From Manon Hey, is everything ok? It’s getting late and you are still not home

To Manon Yeah, sorry, I am at Yann’s place, but I’ll be home soon

From Manon Okay then, next time tell me if you going out for so long, I was worried

To Manon I’m sorry, mom!

From Manon Very funny

Lucas smiled at his phone, feeling warmth in his chest. Manon was always the typical mom friend, but it was still making him happy how caring and kind she was with him. She was the one in the first place who offered Lucas to live with them in the apartment and even now that she took her room back, she tried her very best to make the boy feel welcomed there. It was nice, even with the struggles he had to go through with Mika or Lisa.

“Lucas?” a soft voice snapped him back from his phone to reality. He looked up, eyes widened, facing with the most beautiful guy on this planet, who was just a step away from him, leaning down so their heads will be at the same height. Oh, you smooth fucker.

“What?”

“I was asking you something.” he said crossing his arms now. He seemed to be a bit frustrated. Was it because Lucas focused on his phone rather than him? It’s possible considering the huge ego this guy had.

“Can you ask again? I wasn’t listening.” he said with little smirk, enjoying the expression that appeared on the tall boy’s face.

“You are unbelieveable, Lallemant.” he said, frowning his eyebrows. “I’m inviting you to my place and you rather chit-chatting on your phone than listening to me?”

“Come on now, we were talking for hours in the living room. I just wanted to check my messages.” he said, rolling his eyes at the childish behavior of Eliott.

“Your boyfriend can wait. We have more urgent things to discuss, like if you want ham or sausage slices on the sandwich?” he asked with a serious face. Lucas had to laugh, because he was really acting like a 5 year old who just got told that he can’t play with his favorite toy.

“I was answering Manon. She is worried that I’m not home yet.” he explained, being amused by the tall one’s concerned expression turning into something that was probably his realization of being overly dramatic. “And I want ham on my sandwich, with double cheese please.” he added smirking.

Eliott took a deep breath and turned back to the bread on the kitchen counter, buttering the slices and putting ham and cheese on them. He didn’t look at Lucas, so the boy had a lot of time to observe him. It was really amusing to see him doing normal stuff, like making a sandwich. In the school he always seemed to be someone who only does things with elegance and perfection, but he was actually struggling with the damn butter or the package of the cheese.

“Here you go.” he said, finally handing Lucas a plate with two sandwiches on it. He was staying at the counter, holding his own food.

“Thanks.” he grabbed the plate and took a bite of the sandwich. Eliott watched him closely, making sure that he is not gonna choke on it or anything, at least for him it seemed like he was doing that. “You should eat too.” He said looking at the sandwich in Eliott’s hand.

“I was just... you have pink paint on your face.” he said, pointing at Lucas’ left cheek.

“It got there before I washed my hands probably.” he mumbled, touching his cheek to look for the paint.

He was so busy doing this that he didn’t noticed the long fingers slowly sliding on his face, cupping it gently. He raised his head, looking into deep blue eyes filled with desire and something Lucas couldn’t put into words. The world around them seemed to disappear, they were in their own little bubble, staring at each other, leaning closer by each second, until they could feel their breath on their lips. Lucas’ heart was beating faster, his lips were parting, ready to get kissed by Eliott. Right now, right here in this exact moment it was all he wanted.

They startled to the loud noise of the doorbell. Eliott’s hads slipped down from Lucas’ cheeks to his neck, looking at the direction of the front door. He cursed under his breath which made the short boy smile. He was disappointed that they got disrupted, but seeing how much it annoyed Eliott too made his heart flutter.

“I swear to god, this happens all the time.” Eliott mumbled, unconsciously rubbing Lucas’ skin with his thumb, still not wanting to leave him to open the door. The bell was ringing again, longer and louder.

“You should really open it.” the boy said softly, grabbing the hands on his neck and pushing them away gently. “Eliott, go.” he said seeing that the boy was still not wanting to move. He looked at Lucas, with the face of little kid who had been separated from his favorite plushie.

He then took a deep breath, stroking Lucas hands before walking to the door. The small boy had time to breathe out, collecting his thoughts. Eliott definitely wanted to kiss him, god, they almost did. Deep in his thoughts he was really disappointed that they didn’t. He finished one of the sandwiches while he waited for Eliott to come back, and he did, with two other person.

He recognized one of them, tall, even taller than Eliott, dark skin, big smile. It was Idriss, the older brother of Imane. The other guy he didn’t know, but he was really gorgeous, dark, curly hair, handsome face and the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. They were wearing casual clothes, jeans and hoodies, holding some books and notes in their arms. Eliott seemed to be a bit annoyed that they were there, but he still had a smile on his face.

“Hey, We didn’t know you had a visitor.” Idriss said and his eyes widened as he recognized Lucas. “Look at here! Little Lucas!” he yelled and walked to the boy, giving him a fist bump. “Haven’t see you in ages.”

“Yeah, we mostly study with Imane at the common room, so...” he smiled and shrugged a little, looking at the other boy who walked to them.

“You know Imane?” he asked, voice soft as the warm wind on a summer afternoon.

“Yeah, she’s my friend.” Lucas said, reaching his hand out, the boy grabbed it, shaking it softly. “I’m Lucas.”

“Sofiane.” he said smiling. Wow, such a beautiful name to a beautiful face.

“Great, now that you guys introduced yourselves, can you go the fuck out of the kitchen?” Eliott said now frustrated.

Sofiane and Idriss smirked at each other and walked to the living room after high fiving Lucas. They were awesome guys and seemed to be really kind. It was unbelieveable how they were friends with such and egoistic and rude person as Eliott. But Lucas had to admit, this guy had his good sides too.

“Sorry about that, I totally forgot they wanted to study here during the weekend.” he said, scratching the back of his head.

“It’s okay, I should go home anyways.” he said, standing up from his chair. He wanted to leave the kitchen, but Eliott blocked his way, looking at him seriously.

“You still owe me, you know.” he whispered, leaning down until their foreheads touched, keep looking into Lucas’ eyes.

“I know.” the short boy mumbled, his legs were weak, his heart was beating fast. He could smell Eliott’s cologne and even some smoke too. It was making his head feel dizzy.

“I wish I could walk you home...”

“It’s okay, I’m a big boy.” he smiled softly and Eliott shook his head.

“You don’t get it, don’t you?” he asked and just smirked at Lucas’ confused expression. “Doesn’t matter. Text me when you get home, okay?”

Lucas nodded, feeling like he’s going to pass out, but luckily the tall boy pulled back, walking to the door with him. He put on his jacket and walked out, saying goodbye to Eliott before leaving. As he stepped out of the building, cold air touched his face, making his dizziness to fly away. He gasped, glancing back for a short time. A wide smile appeared on his face as he walked to the bus stop. He looked down at his phone while waiting and he got a new message from Eliott.

srodulv Take care, and don’t forget to message me when you get home

Lucas chuckled, this guy was so extra. He just left his place a few minutes ago and he already had to text him to make sure Lucas is okay. He shook his head, typing him an answer.

lucallemant You should be studying now, Mr. Demaury

srodulv I can’t stop thinking about you

Lucas’ heart skipped a beat and he barely could step up on the bus as it arrived. His legs felt like they were made out of jelly, he felt butterflies in his stomach. This was the first time that someone made him feel things like this. He did have a crush on Yann like a year ago, but that was nothing compared to what Eliott made him feel with just a text message. He waited with the answer until he got home, cuddling pillows on his couch.

lucallemant I’m home now, study with your friends We’ll talk tomorrow

srodulv Sleep well, Lucas

lucallemant Good luck with studying, Eliott

Writers note: You guys probably hate me, because of the almost kiss, but hey, they will have a lot of time for that later, and don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy that scene, cause I did enjoy writing it! Make sure to give me some feedback after reading the chapter, I love reading your comments and messages. I’ll put it on AO3 later tonight, because I gotta go to work.

#Skam France #Elu enemies to lovers AU #Elu #Eliott Demaury #Lucas Lallemant #Eliott x Lucas #I love hating you

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velathetanager · 4 years

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Child’s Play

Chapter 3: Peddler

The next day, it was all over the news that Hero had defeated Twinkle Town's first supervillain."Well, look at that," Intelligent said, "two more Freaks."

Jennifer, sporting a black eye, was on TV reporting about the incident."...during a Blood Moon. Based on the footage, it would seem that this was Hero's most difficult battle since the day she began protecting Twinkle Town."

“Warned her,” Chaos stated chugging a Dr. Pepper.

"However, thankfully she was on the top of her game," Jennifer continued, showing video of Hero throwing Underling, who had been trapped in a force field ball, far away.

“I should probably go congratulate the duo,”

A call came into the show, and Jennifer picked up. "Well, look at that. Curious already. Hello?"

“Think your make up department is lacking there.”

Jennifer laughed sarcastically. "Hilarious. It's called authenticity. Haven't you heard of it? Yesterday was a f***ing Blood Moon."

“So? Your friend Hero stated she told you to stay home,” Brutal chuckled.

"That you think I listened is adorable."

Chaos popped up next to her camera man. “I’d cut feed if I Where you. Brutal tends to bring the worst out of people,”

Jennifer scowled. "I still have two minutes. I'm not Hero, @$#hole."

“And you were still live...” As if on cue, Jennifer got a call from her boss.

"We'll be right back after these messages," Jennifer sighed.

Brutal hung up.

Chaos sighed as she watched Jennifer answer the call.Her boss was furious.

"What did you expect, sir? He literally just insinuated that I was Hero. Who has hundreds of enemies."

“I DON’T CARE! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY CALLS I’M GETTING OF TODDLERS COPYING YOU?!?”

Chaos cringed; she could hear it from where she was. Her spy partner noticed Chaos. She was one of the freaks to help with the Grave incident.

"Hi. I'm Jeff. What's your name?"

“Chaos Kin. So you’re Jennifer’s partner?”

"Her cameraman. She and I are the ones the boss sends to cover the dangerous stuff. She's having a special tonight in that vein."

“Sounds like he might cancel it with that mess up.”Something about Chaos told Jeff she might know more than she was letting on.

"Probably. Still, Jennifer tends to freak when stuff like this happens. She hates Brutal's guts."

“I can see why. She has her own secrets that she doesn’t want others knowing,”

"Yeah. She's got info on almost every Freak ever to make sure her own secrets stay on the DL."

“Though one is easy to puzzle together if you aren’t brainless,”

"Who she is?"

“Yep. I won’t tell. I try to hide who I was, cause I can never go back to it.”

"Good. I can't tell you how many memories she's erased to keep that story secret."

“It’s safe with me.”

"Thanks," Jeff said, fistbumping her.

At the chapel, there was a knock at the door.

"It's a peddler," Intelligent called. "She's selling stuff!"

The woman was allowed inside and put her merchandise, which consisted of stuffed toys, on the table. "I have any doll a child could want here. All found and restored by me."

"Toys!" Jester cackled, flying downstairs with Isa on their back.

Put on the side, farther from the other toys, was an Engineer doll with an Extraordinary Abundance of Tinge. The woman set it up before smiling at the pair. "I see I have interested customers. Take your pick."

Isa's eyes immediately went to the Engineer doll.

"I see you like this one,” the woman said. “Very advanced. It has what I assume are custom lines for different situations. It even has lines based on what class it sees."

"He looks cute," Isa smiled.

"Just seven dollars," the woman smiled. "He's normally ten, but you're so cute."

"You want him Pumpkin?" Jester asked, ruffling their daughters hair.

"Yeah,"

"We'll take the Engie doll."

The woman smiled, handing it to Isa.

Isa hugged the Engineer doll.

"Howdy," the doll said, "I'm Delly, and I'm yer pardner till the last sunset. YEE-HAW!"

She giggled. "I'm Isa,"

"Howdy!" Isa faced him towards Jester, and the doll squawked, "MEEH-DIC!"

"Cute," Jester cooed.

"Much obliged, Doc."

The woman smiled, pinched Jester's cheek, ruffled Isa's hair, and left with her toys.

A few moments later, Polite was opening the door for Brutal and Gentle. "You seem to have had a quiet night."

"That Hero that Jennifer keeps talking about forced me to stay home. It was like dealing with Grave’s mind control all over again,"

"Ouch. I am so sorry."

"She sure got mad when you went after her on air," Intelligent commented.

"Can you blame her?" Spyper asked. "Hero has a s*** ton of enemies, especially after what happened with Grave."

He tossed Brutal a news article. "Did a little research."

"Course you did,"

"She handed Two Face his a** on a silver platter. While Grave was controlling him. I would have, too," Intelligent added.

Delly's eyes glowed red when he was facing Brutal and Gentle, catching the latter's eye. "Is a doll supposed to do that?"

"The peddler who sold it to us said it was advanced," Spyper noted.(edited)

"I don't like that..."

"You are a coward and a scoundrel!" the doll squeaked.

"... Yeet it,"

"Booo!" Delly hissed.

Meanwhile Chaos finished talking to Hero."So why did you decide to go to journalism?"

"One of very few things I'm still good at after someone who looks exactly like your friend vragged me over."

"d*mn,"

"Aye." Hero spat into a bowl.

Chaos looked down. "Underling wants your number," she said, taking her phone out.

"He is a worthy opponent. Our battle last night was legendary."

"You ripped that from Kung-Fu Panda.."

Hero tilted her head. "Uh..."

"Nevermind. I'll send him your contact info,"

"It takes a lot to hide my identity. I've wiped..." She hesitated, then continued, "Somewhere in the area of 40 memories to keep it safe."

Chaos's phone buzzed again; Spyper had sent a picture of Isa's new doll.

"Cute," She texted back. "I just hope that Underling doesn't drag me into his next big scheme. He's done that before."

"When?"

"Who knows. Underling is that way,"

Hero drew her sword. "Thanks."

Meanwhile, Delly was still staring at Brutal and Gentle as if attempting to intimidate them.

It was at least working on Gentle.

"Aw," Spyper teased, "scared of a few scraps of cloth?"

"It's staring me down like it's possessed,"

"Advanced doll probably has access to criminal records,” Intelligent noted. “In which case it probably wants you gone."

Gentle gulped. "It can leave then, I live here."

"You're a looooong way from France, boy," the doll said.

Isa noticed it speaking. "Hey Jessy, why is Delly being mean to Uncle Gentle and Uncle Brutal?"

Intelligent looked it over. "It's only doing this to the hostile Freaks. Perhaps it's a protection mechanism?"

"Maybe.." Isa held the doll close.

The doll's eyes turned blue.

"I've seen animatronics with a similar function. Maybe its made with the same kind of programming?" Jester suggested, patting Isa’s head.

"Much obliged, Doc," the doll said.

"Makes me think of FNAF to much, I don't like it," Pancakes stated looking in from a window.

Delly stared at Pancakes, and one eye turned red.

".... Looks like Chaos a bit,"

"It does, don't it?" Jester said, patting the dolls helmet.

"Well, don't that beat all?"The doll turned back to Brutal and Gentle, eyes both red.Its smile widened as Gentle averted his gaze.

#Freak Fortress #Hero #Jennifer Fireburst #Count Jester #Isa #Chaos Kin #Christian Brutal Sniper #Gentlespy #Delly #Spyper #Intelligent Heavy #Pancakes #Polite Spy #Jeff #Child's Play

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hamletandthegang · 5 years

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Flower Crowns

Ophelia sat on a gray stone bench. Her blonde curls fell delicately around her shoulders. She was wearing a white blouse with pink embroidered flowers on it, and denim shorts. A flower crown made out of small white flowers sat on her head. They would be weeds in a botanists mind, but Ophelia thought they looked nice.

Annalise, Ophelia’s cousin, sat next to her on the ground, picking flowers. Long, black braids were balled up in a tight knot on her head. She had a small pile of tiny white flowers sitting next to her, and was carefully making a flower crown like the one Ophelia had. Her yellow shirt and converse shoes with yellow stripes complimented her dark skin perfectly. After finishing it, she placed the crown on her head, picked up her phone, and nudged Ophelia to get her attention. They snapped a selfie, and she posted it onto her Snapchat.

Chilling with my favorite cousin!!

Little sparkle emojis decorated the edges of the picture, and the filter she used made their eyes look big and cute.

“Thanks for letting me crash here, again.” Annalise said softly. Her voice was usually fruity and gentle, but today she sounded very groggy from lack of sleep and stress.

“No problem.” Ophelia’s high-pitched voice tingled back.

“Are you sure your dad is cool with me just popping up all the time?”

“Well, it doesn’t really matter. He technically lives upstairs, my flat is my own.” Ophelia said that, but she knew it didn’t matter who’s apartment it was.

Ophelia’s dad owned a small tower on the east side of the castle of Denmark. They had moved in the moment that the new king had been crowned, because he wanted Polonius to be more accessible. Polonius’ job was very murky as to what he was actually supposed to be doing. Most of the time he hung out with the king or was busy fulfilling the orders the king had given him.

Ophelia had begged to move to the small room on the floor below, and had finally worn him down enough that he hesitantly said yes. Now she had a tiny kitchen, bathroom, living room, and bedroom, all to herself. It was extremely cramped, but Ophelia didn’t care. It was hers, and nobody could stop her from doing anything she liked in it.

Annalise had spent a few days the week before sleeping on the couch of the tiny apartment. Her home life was crumbling quickly. It had been stable for a while, but now that her dad was out of jail, it wasn’t going very well. He had been arrested for drug abuse a few years prior, but had caused such a ruckus in the jail that the punishment was extended for a few years. Annalise had never liked staying at her dad’s home anyway, she preferred her mom’s, but now that he was released, he was trying to take her mom to court over the custody of Annalise.

Annalise wanted desperately to go to college in England with her friends. She had the scholarship (without which it would have been nearly impossible to go to a university), and was completely ready to leave when her father showed up and started pressing charges. The college was the same one that Hamlet and Horatio attended. But she was going to have to go to court whenever her parents got the whole thing sorted, so she would just have to come straight back at a moments notice. Her professors had understood, and were excusing her from classes and allowing her to take an online class on her computer in the meantime. Annalise was still seventeen, which meant that she was still a ‘child’ in the eyes of the law, and her father could press for custody. It would only be for less than a year even if he won (which was highly improbable).

Her mother worked around the clock. She was a kind woman, but was rarely home. So most of the time it was Annalise sitting at a computer for days without seeing anyone else for more than a few minutes. The castle was an hour’s train ride away, and so whenever things got heated, or she just became so lonely she couldn’t stand it, she would come to Ophelia’s place and stay for a while.

Aesthetics, art, and social media had built a wall around her so that she felt and acted very okay and chill. It was a wall, able to be cracked like any other.

“Hey, there’s your boyfriend,” Annalise poked Ophelia’s knee teasingly. Her head immediately popped up, and a smile grew on her lips as she spotted Hamlet weaving around a bush looking for the girls. He looked rather hot in a black T-shirt and jeans.

“Hamlet! Over here!” Ophelia called with a wave of her hand. Hamlet turned, and smiled. He trotted over to the girls, and Annalise stood up. She stood taller than Hamlet, as she was 1.73 m (5’8 ft.) and Hamlet was the same height as Ophelia 1.68 m (5’6 ft.). Hamlet did not like being short, and denied it whenever possible. Annalise fistbumped him, and then excused herself from the couple. She knew they needed to talk, and skipped through the entrance of the garden and into the tower.

“What did you want to talk about?” Ophelia asked, fiddling with the half-made crown in her hand.

“I need your help.” Hamlet sat down on the bench next to Ophelia. “Your dad is really close to my uncle, and he tells him everything, right?”

Ophelia nodded, “Pretty much.”

“Great,” Hamlet thought for a moment.

“So what did the ghost tell you?” Ophelia lowered her voice.

Hamlet looked at her for a moment, hesitating on whether to tell her or not. He gave in, and started. “Horatio and I were over near the church ruins, right? And it had been a little while, and nothing had happened, until I thought I saw the ghost walking inside the middle of the church, where it’s less broken down. So I ran over there to see what it was, and it- it told me-” Hamlet stopped, and looked up into Ophelia’s big eyes. “It told me that the king killed my father to get the throne.”

Ophelia’s hands flew over her mouth as she gasped, “What?!”

Hamlet nodded, “He poisoned him one day while he was asleep, and then wooed my mother after he was dead.”

“Oh my god, that's terrible!” Ophelia looked down. “I’m so sorry Hamlet, I should’ve known.”

“No! I should’ve known! I should’ve seen the signs! I should have figured out that my uncle was a goddamn murderer!”

Ophelia shushed him, and Hamlet stopped. “Well,” She started, knowing she was on thin ice. “What if he was wrong?”

Hamlet turned, “What do you mean?”

“Well,” Ophelia grasped for the right words. “It’s a ghost! In a church? That in itself is weird. Also, what if it was trying to get you to go after your uncle for some kind of revenge, other than that he was killed by him. Ghost’s don’t have to speak the truth.” Ophelia braced herself for the dramatic explosion, but instead Hamlet looked thoughtful.

“Hmm. I guess I’ll just have to find a way to prove it.” Hamlet didn’t seem bothered by the setback.

“How?” Ophelia asked.

“I’m not sure yet, but for right now I just need to throw him off my track. Which brings me back to you; I need help. Assuming he’s guilty, he is probably acted so oddly around me because he’s trying to move any blame off of him. Overcompensating. If that’s true, then now that I know it’ll be easier for him to know I know. And if he knows that I know, then he’ll find some way to get rid of me to make sure that no one else knows. So your job is to help me make him not know that I know what he knows! Does that make sense?” Hamlet looked over at Ophelia.

Ophelia stared at him. “Nope.”

“Okay,” Hamlet sighed and rubbed his temples. “I need to make sure that he doesn’t know about me knowing about the ghost. To do that, I’m going to pretend to go crazy, which will make him think that anything I say, purposefully or otherwise, is not in a right mind. It will also lead him down a wild goose chase to look for remedies for my “madness”. I need you to go to your father and tell him that I’ve gone crazy, which he will definitely tell the king, and I can have more time to stall while he figures out why I’m crazy. I need more time to think of a way to get my revenge, and figure out whether he’s guilty or not in the first place.”

Ophelia nodded slowly, “Okay, I think this makes sense.”

“Good. So I need you to go and tell your dad…” Hamlet trailed off. “What’s something a crazy person would do?”

“Uh,” Ophelia thought for a moment. “I don’t know, maybe climb up to the window of my room for some reason?”

“Ooh! That’s perfect.” Ophelia looked at him oddly, but he kept going. “Tell him that I came up to your window, jumped in, and… Oh! I had my pants down!”

“What the hell?” Ophelia shouted. “Why?!”

“I’m supposed to be crazy!” He yelled back. “Just, hang on a second. Tell your dad that I came up into your room through the window, had my pants down, and yelled. Then I went away. That’ll make it seem like I’m mad in love with you!” Hamlet looked at Ophelia, searching for approval.

Ophelia stared back at him. “That’s so dumb, aren’t we dating?”

“Does your dad know that?” Hamlet looked at her slyly.

Realization dawned on her face, and she made a finger gun at Hamlet. “Ohhh, okay. I’m getting it now. When should I do it? I can text him right now-”

“No, wait.” Hamlet cut her off. “Do it tonight. My mother suspects that we’re dating, but my uncle doesn’t know yet. This will give him enough time to think about it and then go to the king.”

“Okay!” Ophelia kissed him on the cheek, and placed a flower crown on his head. “I can do that! Good luck, I’m going to go find Annalise.”

Ophelia walked off towards the tower entrance, when Hamlet called to her. “Ophelia!” She turned. “Wanna go out this Wednesday?”

She beamed at him. “Sure!” She blew him a kiss, and flounced away.

Hamlet smiled, and stood up once she was out of sight. He caught sight of himself in a window. The flower crown sat nestled in his mess of brown hair.

He hoped this would work.

#hamlet #hamlet&co fics #hamlet modern au #ophelia #OC Annalise #horatio #polonius #shakespear #fics #hatg1

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eng-hypnosismic · 6 years

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Division Rap Battle- 2nd LIVE report

Division Rap Battle- 2nd LIVE report by Numan <-- Click for pictures of the live!

HYPNOSIS MIC -Division Rap Battle- 2nd LIVE @ Shinagawa “Rhyme Tournament” Original Scream Report!

Rap project “Hypnosis Mic” features 12 male voice actors. The first time ever such a luxurious cast featuring Kimura Subaru, Asanuma Shintaro, Hayami Show, and Shirai Yusuke attended the 2nd Live, which took place at Shinagawa Stellar Ball on Aug 26th, 2018. We will report to you the hot live where the results of Battle Season were also announced! Ladies of Chuuoku, are you ready?!

Be Carved in History, Our Style! Getting Hyped by the Anthem Songs!

Kimura Subaru san, the voice of Yamada Ichiro, was the announcer before the show! He gave a few tips on how to enjoy “Hypnosis Mic” (“Hypmic” hereinafter) hip hop music, and the audiences were already very hyped!

And that’s the opening. Each Division, enter the stage!

First, dressed in red, blue, and yellow were Ikebukuro Division’s “Buster Bros!!!” Kimura Subaru-san (Yamada Ichiro), Ishiya Haruki-san (Yamada Jiro), and Amasaki Kouhei-san (Yamada Saburo) welcomed by a lot of cheerings.

Then came Yokohama Division, with a blue Hawaiian shirt and just the right vibes, is Hama’s mad dog Asanuma Shintaro-san (Aohitsugi Samatoki), Slim-fitting black pants with suspenders, a black shirt and tie, alongside with the side part hair and glasses, is Komada Wataru-san the splitting image of his character Iruma Juto, and Riou Busujima Mason’s voice actor Kamio Shinichiro-san entered the stage in a military jacket. “Mad Trigger Crew” takes coolness to the next level.

Next was Shibuya Division. Shirai Yusuke-san (Amemura Ramuda) in a pop, Shibuya-style patterned shirt, and Nozuyama Yukihiro-san (Arisugawa Dice). “Fling Posse” is just CUTE♪

Lastly was Shinjuku Division! Hayami Show-san (Jinguji Jakurai) in a long white jacket, Kijima Ryuichi-san (Izanami Hifumi) donning a black jacket, and Itou Kento-san (Kannonzaka Doppo) in a striped blouson. The three of “Matenrou” is full of the appeal of maturity.

Without further adieu, after everyone got on stage, they began with their first number “Hypnosis Mic -Division Battle Anthem-” right away!

The audience was fired up to the max from the very beginning of this song; which is the anthem song of Hypmic’s Battle Season!

And before you know it, without any time to catch a breath, came the second song “Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle-”.

Amongst the red, blue, yellow, and white ring lights from the audience, the vibes also got brought to max intensity in the heated calls! It really was an opening that would “be carved in the history, our style”.

After the stage was fully warmed up, under Kimura Subaru-san’s MC, the performers greeted the audience again.

“Let’s all take a bath later ♥” -Amasaki Kouhei-san prompted the audiences with his full-on youngest son vibes.

“So you want to be arrested!” -Komada-san also fired up the audiences with Juto’s line.

“Food catering is curry, so get excited!” -Kamio-san. “Onee~san~♪” -Shirai-san cutely greeted and Nozuyama-san imitated him (laughs).

“Tonight, I’ll heal all of you, my patients” -Hayami-san followed by Kijima-san greeting with his appealing voice, “We finally meet, little kitten ♥”.

After the free-style greetings of the performers, “Shibuya Division’s liar”, Yumeno Gentaro (Saito Soma-san) who unfortunately couldn’t make it that day, delivered a video message. The lip-syncing, subtitles and speech of this message didn’t match each other, such details is really fitting (?) for the liar!

The subtitles wrote, “Every single word is true,” but Gentaro only spilled his catch phrase, “Well, it’s all lies”; all the audience could do was laugh.

Then Saito Soma-san also delivers a message as himself. A Saito-san clad from head to toe in Hypmic fashion with sunglasses. Regarding the message that is a bit sly (?), Shirai-san commented, “What are those glasses” (laughs).

And then amongst the 12 people who are there in spirit (laughs), each Division sent a representative to say some words of encouragement.

From Ikebukuro is Yamada Saburo (Amasaki Kouhei-san), “The prodigal son has returned!” (laughs). Yokohama started with “Yo, you bitches!”. Samatoki-sama (Asanuma-san)’s message was “If you don’t feel well, please tell the person next to you. Don’t push yourself too hard okay,” it was so unexpectedly kind that the audience screamed. Shibuya’s message was “Everyone in the center block! Be bold!” yelled Dice (Nozuyama-san), and Shinjuku’s was the bewitching words of Hifumi (Kijima-san), who got put on the spot by Jakurai-sensei (Hayami-san), “I’ve been longing to meet you little kittens 💛 Let’s have lots of fun!”

Ikebukuro VS Yokohama! The scream of Hama’s fans…?!

And then began a nonstop number of familiar songs…!

First from Ikebukuro Division, Jiro (Ishiya-san)’s “Sensenfukoku” followed by Saburo (Amasaki-san)’s “New star”.

“Today behind me I have Ichi-nii. And with him is Jiro. This performance is to prove that the three boys of Ikebukuro are number one. It’s not a challenge, winning is just natural. We are destined to be the number one. Let’s aim for the top? Okay?” were lyrics that were very Saburo-like.

Then Ichiro (Kimura-san) performed “Ore ga Ichiro”. As expected from Ichi-nii, who shouted with passion, “The best! My little brothers are by my side, my best friends are also here - isn’t this the happiest thing!!”

Finally, Shinagawa got transformed into Ikebukuro West Gate Park? “IKEBUKURO WEST GAME PARK”!

Moving around the stage, firing up the audience, the three brothers of Ikebukuro are without a doubt “Buster Bros!!! STILL NO.1!”

Following up from Yokohama Division, was Riou (Kamio-san)’s “What’s My Name?”. When asked “What’s My Name?” the audiences responded in unison “Riou!”

For “Bayside Smoking Blues”, Juto (Komada-san) got a cigarette in his hand, which is fitting to the “smoking”. Pale smoke swirled around Juto at the beginning of the intro... a perfection!

After he finished singing, Juto approached Samatoki (Asanuma-san), who also had one in mouth, closely…, and quietly lit his cigarette with his own!

The audience erupted in screams due to the performance!!!

(*Just for the performance, the cigarette wasn’t lit” )

Samatoki’s “G anthem of Y-CITY” came next preluding MAD TRIGGER CREW’s “Yokohama Walker”. Compared to Ikebukuro who moved around the stage a lot, Yokohama didn’t have a lot of movements from start to finish, giving a sense of ease as adults. Especially, Samatoki’s presence of contained madness - only him could pull it off!

After Ikebukuro and Yokohama performed their songs respectively, both divisions came togehter for “WAR WAR WAR”! That’s right, it’s the battle song of Ikebukuro VS Yokohama! An intense battle of crackling scattering sparks unfolded on top of the stage.. After the intense rap battle ended, they gave each other a pat of the back for the good fight, and Samatoki and Ichiro’s fistbump got the audience to once again scream.

Shibuya VS Shinjuku! The Random Pounding of Candy and Champagne?

Appearing on stage across from special guest EGO-san, it’s Shibuya Division’s turn.

Shirai-san, being Ramuda, came on stage with a lollipop!

After singing “3$EVEN”, Dice (Nozuyama-san) was also handed a lollipop, for Ramuda’s solo song “drops” performance.

Following “Shibuya Marble Texture -PCCS-” were the lyrics “What are we gonna play today”, when all of a sudden a selfie stick with a smartphone attached popped out, “selfie time!” - a truly Shibuya-like style of random excitement.

Last but not least was Shinjuku Division!

Each member entered the stage with a Matenrou towel (!) with perfect teamwork.

Then, came what everyone was waiting for! Hifumi’s (Kijima-san’s) “Champagne Gold”! The call alone was more than enough to hype up the audience. Kijima-san’s change in tone for the line “Become mine” again got the audience in an uproar.

Next, with a monochromatic commuter train displayed in the background, was Doppo’s (Itou-san’s) “Tigridia”.

And then came Jakurai-sensei’s (Hayami-san’s) “Labyrinth Wall”. The flowing lyrics without stagnation was certainly like a spiritual experience created by the hypnosis mic. Drawn into Shinjuku’s fanbase in one breath!

“Shinjuku Style ~Don’t Make Me Laugh~” was a performance by Matenrou in which they showed their team spirit.

And, of course, the two divisions appeared on stage for the battle song “BATTLE BATTLE BATTLE”! Matenrou and Fling Posse’s cacophonous punches of an intense battle!! The sudden change to low-voice Ramuda raised cheers from the audience!

Kadenokouji Ichijiku Enters the Stage! The Results of the Battle is Yokohama VS Shinjuku!

Across the stage of special guest KEN THE 390-san, where all performers once again appeared on stage, suddenly from the 2nd floor seating “Women of Chuuoku”, Assistant Prime Minister and Director General of the Administrative Inspectorate Bureau of the Metropolitan Police Department, Kadenokouji Ichijiku (CV: Takahashi Chiaki-san) appeared!

Ichijiku (Takahashi-san) announced the results of Hypmic Battle Season.

Ikebukuro VS Yokohama, Shibuya VS Shinjuku, the victors advancing are…?

Ikebukuro: 32812 votes VS Yokohama: 32943 votes

Shibuya: 35479 votes VS Shinjuku: 40936 votes

Thus, next time the Final Battle is, Yokohama MAD TRIGGER CREW VS Shinjuku Matenrou, and the CD release date has been set for November 14th!

Asanuma-san, from the victorious Yokohama Division, said “To be honest, I was wondering what I would do if Ikebukuro didn’t win. Subaru has always lead us through the contents of Hypnosis Mic. For us that had never done rap, he always there to guide us. Even for the raps in the drama tracks, he always helped us. ‘What would I do if this guy didn’t win’ - I couldn’t tell the two of them (Komada-san, Kamio-san) but I was always thinking about it. But, because we won… I will do my best until I die. Thank you Buster Bros!!!!” He then shook hands with Kimura-san. As he said, “100%, I will bring your passion with me as we move forward!!!”, the audience’s emotions spilled forth.

Then, from Shinjuku Division, Hayami-san said, “ The three of us, through Shinjuku, we’ve became a very fine team that I would like to keep fighting with for just a little more,” like this year’s Koshien, I want to be number one! Hayami-san appealed.

Then came the long awaited ending of the live.

The Division leaders gave a brief response each.

From Yokohama Division’s Asanuma-san, “To the women of Bukuro, and to the women of Shibuya, I know it’s frustrating. So there are parts that I cannot celebrate, but I am truly happy that, here at this live venue, no matter the division you came to cheer for, when Yokohama sang, the red rings, the yellow rings, and the white rings were moving along like crazy. That made me very happy. I think everyone else thinks the same thing. Everyone, let’s get Hypnosis Mic fired up!”

From Ikebukuro Division’s Kimura-san, “Hip hop is fun isn’t it?! The feelings of frustration and the feelings of joy, all of this is hip hop! That’s because hip hop is a lifestyle! That’s right, I’ll push aside the frustration and return to rap, so please keep supporting us from here on!”

The last song featuring special guests EGO-san and KEN THE 390-san alongside the rest of the performers was “Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle- SP version”.

The special guests added in their own division for this special version of the anthem song closing the curtains on the heated live show。

≪Set List≫

M1: Hypnosis Mic -Division Battle Anthem- / Division All Star

M2: Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle- / Division All Stars

M3: Sensenfukoku (War Declaration) / Yamada Jiro (CV: Ishiya Haruki)

M4: New star / Yamada Saburo (CV: Amasaki Kouhei)

M5: Ore ga Ichiro (I am Ichiro) / Yamada Ichiro (CV: Kimura Subaru)

M6: IKEBUKURO WEST GAME PARK / Buster Bros!!!

M7: What’s My Name? / Busujima Mason Riou (CV: Kamio Shinichiro)

M8: Bayside Smoking Blues / Iruma Juto (CV: Komada Wataru)

M9: G anthem of Y-CITY / Aohitsugi Samatoki (CV: Asanuma Shintaro)

M10: Yokohama Walker / MAD TRIGGER CREW

M11: WAR WAR WAR / Buster Bros!!! VS MAD TRIGGER CREW

M12: Bounce~PINEAPPLE JUICE / EGO

M13: 3$EVEN / Arisugawa Dice (CV: Nozuyama Yukihiro)

M14: drops / Amemura Ramuda (CV: Shirai Yusuke)

M15: Shibuya Marble Texture -PCCS- / Fling Poss

M16: Champagne Gold / Izanami Hifumi (CV: Kijima Ryuichi)

M17: Tigridia / Kannonzaka Doppo (CV: Itou Kento)

M18: Labyrinth Wall / Jinguji Jakurai (CV: Hayami Show)

M19: Shinjuku Style ~Don’t Make Me Laugh~ / Matenrou

M20: BATTLE BATTLE BATTLE / Fling Posse VS Matenrou

M21: Funk U Up / KEN THE 390

M22: Hypnosis Mic -Division Rap Battle- SP version / All Cast

Summary

The performers, the guests, and the audience… everyone got excited as together, that excitement was large enough to shake the venue. Comicalization and collaboration, Hypmic continues to spread more and more. The final battle CD release date and 3rd LIVE location has been decided. Don’t miss out from here on!

“Hip hop is a lifestyle”

—Kimura Subaru-san’s words will stay carved on our hearts! PEACE!

#hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #hypmic #buster bros!!!#mad trigger crew #fling posse #matenro #t:info

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pinkletterday · 6 years

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WiP Week Day 2

Fandom: The Flash

Pairing: Barry Allen/ Iris West

Rating: All Audiences

Characters: Barry Allen, Iris West, Joe West, Wally West, Francine West, Cecile Horton

Summary: A year after Barry had inexplicably run off to join the Starling City Police Department, he is finally home for Christmas with the Wests. And this time he seems ready to actually tell them who he's dating for a change.

Problem is, Iris is pretty sure she doesn't want to hear it.

A/N: Part of a Barry-and-Oliver-come-out-to-their-families prequel to my Coldflash vs Olivarry polyam AU. Despite the name, Westallen plays an important part in the story because it's polyam and therefore complicated.

I really want to finish writing this monster dear Lord but there is so MUCH and Im not sure if this little snippet, so near and dear to my heart, will make the cut.

A Christmas Revelation

On the face of it, this is the best Christmas they've had in years. Certainly since they had found out Wally existed six years ago. Actually, even before that, because the whole reason Iris had been in Keystone to run into her mother and Wally was because she and Barry had been spending the whole summer avoiding each other. On account of Barry having ruined everything the Christmas before, by declaring himself in love with her.

Obviously he was well over that now. There had been...a lot...that had happened afterward between them, and even more that had not. But now, seven years on, everything was back to normal.

Iris watched her so-called best friend sprawled on the floor, teaching her teenage brother the secrets of Jenga, while the rest of the family did actual work, like decorating the Christmas tree. This used to be hers and Barry's favourite Christmas ritual, after exchanging their gifts for each other on Christmas eve rather than Christmas day. But he hadn't been around last year, having inexplicably abandoned them all and run off to a job in Starling City of all places. And the year before that...

Iris viciously pokes the Christmas ornament from her eighth grade handcrafts project onto the tree. Why did Dad keep hoarding all this stuff? It's not like any of them actually gave a damn.

"Hey! Careful!" says Joe appearing at her elbow. "That's my favourite!" His hands are full of eggnog and his Santa hat lopsided.

"They're all your favourite, Dad," says Iris rolling her eyes.

"Damn right," says Joe, passing a glass to Cecile. "It took years to carefully collect that much junk I couldn't bear to part with."

"Junk is right," says Cecile sharing an exasperated look with Iris. "I don't know where on earth you even stored your LP collection before Barry moved out."

"Oh yeah, that's right," Barry looks up from his Jenga tower with a faux-injured expression. "I forgot I'm homeless now. I've been edged out by Joe's jazz memorabilia. I see how it is."

"And here you were worried about Wally," says Iris, serenely tying a bauble.

She revels in the slightly awkward pause that follows, even though she knows she's going to pay for it later. She can feel her Dad's "what-is-going-on-with-you" glare burning her ear.

"Nope, it's true. I love you kids, but Duke Ellington's never given me the grief you have, so he gets to stay with me and the rest of you can move your asses out." Joe stretches out on his arm chair with his eggnog and a sigh of satisfaction.

"And where does that leave me?" Cecile perches on the arm of Joe's chair to look saucily down at him.

"I'll have to ask Duke about that," deadpans Joe. The room cracks up as Cecile gasps in indignation and swats him.

"What are we laughing at now?"

Francine has finally come down to join them. She had been ill with a migraine all day, the only pall over an otherwise perfectly amiable family gathering. Her face still looks drawn and she's wearing her silk bed scarf over her hair.

"How are you feeling, Francine?" Cecile's slight shift from genuine warmth to a touch too polished concern is hardly noticeable, but Iris sees it in the minute way she straightens her back and evens her features.

"Oh, it was just a headache, Cecile, thanks for asking," her mother replies in the same cordial "company voice". Iris stares intently at the tree as the two exchange pleasantries. She quite likes Cecile and...doesn't hate Mom anymore but it's still new and weird, the two of them in the same house she grew up in and her Mom walked out of. They probably feel the same.

"So Joanie isn't coming," says Wally, oblivious to Cecile's slight flinch, "and Aunt Edna got snowed in, so is this everyone that's here for dinner?"

"Do you ever not think about your stomach?" Iris teases, throwing a bunch of tinsel at her little brother's head.

He kicks it defensively towards a laughing Barry. "I'm a growing boy!"

"You can stop any day now," says Iris, pouting. "You were so cute and cuddly when I met you! And now you look like a pool noodle with ridiculous ears."

"And you were a lot nicer when I met you," complains Wally. "But I still have to put up with these insults and serious damage to my adolescent self-esteem!"

"She's just bitter, Wall," says Barry sagely. "She used to be the tallest kid in class in elementary school and lorded it over everyone. And then I got taller than her when we were twelve and she couldn't win playing keep-away anymore. Been a bitter Oompa Loompa ever since."

"I am not an Oompa Loompa," cries Iris, throwing more tinsel at the idiots now snickering and fistbumping on the floor. "You two are just...freakish. Abnormally tall. And slow and lumbering. Like the giant tree people in Lord of the Rings."

"Ents," Barry and Wally chorus.

"Also nerds," says Iris agreeably.

Cecile, Joe and Francine are laughing at them and Iris feels a smile pulling at her own mouth until she realizes that none of them know...anything. And that this probably looks to them like an amusing picture of sibling rivalry. With Barry. Iris fights down a stab of nausea and looks away lest she catch his eye.

"To answer your question, we're waiting on two more people," says Joe.

"Chyre's coming, right?" says Barry, with vague interest. "Haven't seen Frank in a year. How is he?"

Well, he'd know if he had actually gone anywhere and looked anyone up during the two weeks in fall that he had spent holed up in her Dad's house, using up nearly all his vacation days and not even telling her he had come home. Iris glares at the last bronze bell in the box. It's just like Barry - a useless tool.

"Dad invited Officer Pretty Boy as well," she interjects brightly as Joe brings Barry upto speed on the CCPD goings-on.

Her father rolls his eyes and Barry's eyebrows rise. "Officer Pretty Boy?"

"Really, Iris?"

"Well, you called him that, Dad!"

"I may have been a bit unfair," admits Joe. "He's just young and eager to prove himself."

"And he can't help being pretty," she nods, earning a stern pointed finger from Joe.

"Who are we talking about?" asks Barry, lost.

"Eddie Thawne. New transfer from Keystone. Turns out Francine knows him."

"Nice kid," her Mom volunteers. "Son of a very unpopular mayor, but he's nothing like. Took one of my first aid courses at the hospital and volunteered at the youth center. I asked Joe if we could have him for Christmas."

"I'd rather have the goose," Wally moans into the floor, now lying dramatically spread-eagled on his stomach. "I'm going to die of hunger before these people ever get here."

"If you did, I'm sure you'll rescurrect in time for dessert," retorts Iris.

Wally sticks his tongue out at her. Then makes a face that his embarrassing seventeen-year-old self probably thinks is sly. "Hey, Dad? Are any of these guys single?"

"Well, Chyre's been divorced for fifteen years and he isn't seeing anyone," says Joe idly. "I can ask, if you swing that way, Wally."

Everyone bursts into laughter at the boy's spluttering discomfiture. Iris turns to exchange grins with Barry in triumph and notices that he isnt laughing. He just looks...squirrelly. Again.

"There's nothing wrong with liking boys, Joe," admonishes Cecile and Barry's shoulders relax incrementally.

"I never said there was. Wally's the one who wanted to know."

"For Iris!" the boy pouts, his ears still glowing red. "Cause life is bad enough as a bitter Oompa Loompa without spending it alone."

"Thank you for your concern," says Iris acidly. "But I can find my own boyfriends."

Barry coughs something into his eggnog that sounds a lot like "Brad."

She smiles at him, sweet as a knife. "Did you have something to say, Barr?"

"Nope." Wide-eyed and innocent.

"I liked your last boy actually," says Francine, arranging herself on the sofa with a plate of cookies. "Will something. He seemed decent."

"Dry white toast," snorts Wally and Barry smirks at the floor.

"He was not!" He totally was. "Will was perfectly nice. You liked him, didnt you, Barry?"

"He was a nice guy," he shrugs and Iris feels again that stab of irritation. "Just..."

"Just what?"

He finally looks at her, face unreadable. "Just didnt seem like your type, that's all."

Oh he thinks so, does he. "And what is my type, Bartholomew?"

Barry looks clearly discomfited and the others are looking at her in slight surprise. Iris realizes she is coming across rather confrontational and forces herself to relax.

"Bitter Oompa Loompas," warbles Wally through a mouthful of cookie.

Iris looks incredulously at him amid everyone's laughter. "It's like being related to a parrot."

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Welcome to another profile on Behind the Screens, giving you personal insight on who your favorite creators are and what they do when they aren’t wowing you with their creative ability.

Happy Tuesday friends! Today, we have the delightful pleasure in getting to know one of your most requested authors, @formerprincess. Rena, our aforementioned guest, is the writer of numerous works, most notably A Tale of Claws and Fangs, Overslept, and Finding My Way To You. As you’ll come to find out, she’s also so much more, so let’s not wait a second more to dive in.

Rena! To get us started, share something about yourself! And for the twist: the word could should be around the number of letters of the characters in you’re favorite TW rarepair ship.

Erica Reyes + Stiles Stilinski = 25

Shy but it you know me I can be pretty weird. Huge book lover. Disney Fangirl. Big heart. Need writing like air. Wrestling fan.

Woah, really?! A wrestling fan? What got you into it?

I get this question so often haha. Because I appear so shy and innocent, people are always like: What? Wrestling? You? It’s fun.

My dad watched it for a while and sometimes I watched it with him, nothing too invested. But then I learned about Nikki and Brie Bella over tumblr rp and I got really curious about them so I researched online. I love them both, especially Brie, love that they stand for strong women and through them I started to actively watch Wrestling and over time gathered some other wrestlers, male and female, I love to see in the ring. It’s fun to watch them and what they do in the ring is impressive.

From wrestling to Teen Wolf, I dig it! And, how you find your way to the Thiam fandom? What about the two grabbed a hold on you?

That’s kind of a long story. I started watching Teen Wolf because I saw gifs and pictures of it on tumblr. I got curious and wanted to see this show but it wasn’t broadcasted on TV in my country, so I kind of searched online for a way and I watched until the point where Liam was introduced in the series but then stopped because I lost interest and with work I was too busy to even think of Teen Wolf. And then I was on tumblr and I saw a gifset of the scene where Liam and Theo almost fistbumped and I was like ‘Oh hey, these two are cute together.’ I don’t even know why, I just liked the chemistry they had in the scene, Theo’s soft smile, and all. I grew curious who they were because I recognized Liam but I had no idea who Theo was. Quick online search. Aha, those two are Theo and Liam, Thiam for short. Interesting. The Thiam fandom was so very small at this point, there like five fanfics or whatever, so I didn’t really get much from my little expedition into the Thiam fandom.

I kind of forgot about them again because life and other stuff and all and then I saw something about Theo being evil months after my little encounter with the Thiam fandom and I was all ‘Wait a minute! What? But he and Liam…What the hell is going on?’. I was totally confused and stayed confused until was finally able to watch Teen Wolf again (I watched because I heard about the series ending and felt nostalgic so I gave it another shot). I watched season 4, 5, and season 6A and I was hooked!! And so ready for more screen time of Theo and Liam together, so ready to see what would happen to my boys.Tumblr came in handy again and damn had the fandom grown. I saw what everybody had to offer and the ship itself gave me so much inspiration that I wanted to contribute and put in my own two cents on them. The fandom was so welcoming and friendly, it felt like a family from the start and thus I decided to stay. I met many great people because of Thiam already, it’s really awesome.

What drew me in about them? The unspoken chemistry between them, not only romantically but also platonically. Even when I saw gifsets from them without any context, the looks they shared showed such a connection for me, I was astonished and delighted. And when I saw the whole scenes with them, every episode, I liked how different they acted around each other. I always felt like they got each other to a point no other was possible. That doesn’t mean I don’t like the relationship they have with other characters but I always felt they had this special level of a connection. As if they found their ideal counterpart with each other because they both have this fire inside them and don’t shy away from unleashing it.

Oooh, that last bit is so poetic!

Thank you. It came to my mind while I laid in bed and couldn’t fall asleep. When I thought of this, I sat up and almost yelled “That it! That’s Thiam!” Thank god I didn’t or I would have scared the neighbours probably haha.

Haha, most definitely. What’s another thing you’re passionate about beside Thiam and wrestling?

Being creative in general, not only writing. I mean, yes, writing is the biggest thing I am passionate about. I view writing as a way to deal with the stress of daily life and I would go crazy if I couldn’t write. I also write poetry sometimes.

But not only writing, sometimes I like to create some picture collage or maybe an outfit on Polyvore. Or I simply create things in my head, characters, storylines, worlds, whatever I can think of at those moments. Sometimes I take my thoughts and try to realize them in my Sims game, it’s fun.

LOL, fellow Sims lover! This is one of my fav things to do! What’s been your favorite characters/scenario to conceptualize in the game? How did the game turn out? Any entertaining stories?

Hey, that’s great haha! I love to do this and I’m currently building some houses I could use as inspiration for my stories. I usually play with original Sims, see them starting a family and see how many generations I can have until it starts to get old or until I’m running out of ideas but I once created Stiles, Lydia, Erica and Derek in the game and the Stiles Sims immediately took a shining to the Derek Sims. It was hilarious to watch because even when I was not telling him to, he was interacting with Derek, followed him around. It was adorable. He tried to make Derek laugh^^. It ended with them falling in love and Lydia and Erica being the bridesmaids.

Aww, natural shipping, sigh. That’s the best. Let’s say you could put Thiam in a similar situation, but with characters of another show. Which would you choose? How’d you think the interaction would go?

I’d chose Shadowhunters tv series and to me, this would be hilarious and awesome at the same time. Theo and Jace would so have this little competition who’s better at basically everything; Izzy would be like an older sister to Liam but without actually treating him like a baby. She would admire his determination and will to protect those he loves, they have this in common. I imagine Liam and Jace siding when it comes to fighting because they are all like: Act first and think later but really just want to protect their family and friends. Alec would roll his eyes and ask himself what he has done to deserve this but come around in the end because is actually someone able to not like Theo and Liam?

Magnus would be totally amused by the whole thing, especially if Liam and Theo are not a thing yet but he has eyes and he can basically taste the sexual tension okay? And Luke, Liam would not stop asking Luke questions about how he leads his pack and everything because another Alpha, how cool is that??? Also Maia and Liam? Dreamteam! Both struggle with control sometimes and they so would get each other. Imagine Luke and Scott running after their Betas to save them from trouble XD. Theo and Clary, because I love the headcanon about Theo being an artist, would bond over that and probably have a tentative friendship going on.

Before we chat about your works, one more silly question. If you could build the ultimate paintball/laser tag team from any five characters AND one villain on Teen Wolf, who would they be and why?

Liam, Kira, Allison, Theo, Erica, and Kate Argent

Liam because he is very athletic and competitive.

Kira because it surely would fun to have her around and she is just an awesome badass cutie. Also, she has fast reflexes.

Allison because she has an amazing aim and also girl power!

Theo because he is like a mastermind and can come up with the best strategy.

Erica because she is my queen and she would lure the other team out so we can shoot them. She and Theo would be great at making a cunning plan.

And Kate because she is ruthless and would destroy the other team.

Perfect. I still say Theo and Allison would’ve been a sight to behold together–for better or worse. Alright, so we have wrestling, sims, shadowhunters, outfit planning. And on top of all those, writing! If your creative process was a person, what type would they be? What would they do? Wear? Listen to? How do they handle conflict?

They would be a very chaotic type, all over the place. Somebody you see and wonder how they get any work done because they seem to not be organized at all. They would be that type of person that oversleeps and then bolds into work with their bag hanging off one shoulder, their jacket almost slipping down the other shoulder, travel mug filled with coffee clutched in their grip, and clutching a notepad with lots of notes hanging out from it to their chest. They would not be the one that steps into the spotlight at all but rather satisfies with the result of their work.

Their clothing would be a mix from different styles, Boho but also athletic, sometimes chic. Everything they want to wear, they wear it.

Their taste in music is mixed. They mostly listen to Pop but they also have some rocks songs they are addicted to, some Hip Hop. Whenever they hear something with a good beat, good lyrics, that’s what they like and listen to. Their favorite band would probably be Little Mix.

Handle conflict? That’s a tough one. Hm. They would try to see it from the other’s perspective while at the same time telling themselves they should not explode and yell. They are mostly quiet but if they are peeved, they can lash out. If somebody yells at them they would shy away and close themselves off.

Does your creative process also extend to other fandoms? Pairings? Novels or stories with original characters?

I started to lay down the basics for my own original novel and I can’t wait to start. I wanted to write it for years and now I finally got the right motivation and the right mindset.

Aside from Thiam, I have written some fanfictions for Charmed since that’s one of my favorite tv shows. And I have some Stucky fanfictions started as well as the base for a Malec fanfiction that lingers in the back of my mind. But Thiam is definitively the ship that inspires me the most and I wrote the most about.

An original novel, that’s awesome! What genre are you setting it in? Also supernatural?

It is a novel playing in this day and age but it’s all about the supernatural world mixed with the normal world of the humans. Think Charmed or Shadowhunters. You have the innocent humans living without actually knowing that demon witches, vampires and such live among them. The supernatural society is still in the focus of the novel.

That sounds awesome. Would you say there’s one trope or situation that somehow always wrangles itself in your stories?

I try my best to use different tropes and situations to challenge myself as a writer but one thing that happens for sure is character A watching character B and marveling around how gorgeous they look and how stunning they are. Just some good old-fashioned swooning. I just like to imagine one person being so completely enamored by another person that they have to stop and stare for a while because they sight is breathtaking. And the other person is either completely oblivious and continues with what they do, or knows exactly what they are doing, smirk at person A and preen at the attention.

And yes, friends to lovers, I’m a sucker for this.

Who isn’t really?! What’s the best friends to lovers story you’ve ever read, either fanfiction or novel? (Or one of the best, since they’re probably so many to choose from)

I guess it’s one of the greatest tropes out there haha. Puh, I read so many great stories and novels about that trope, it’s hard to tell. I remember a novel I once read (I can’t remember the title or the character names though) where this was one of the main story lines but it really took the whole novel for them to finally become a couple and yet while reading you saw their relationship growing and evolving. That’s what I always try to achieve with my stories.

I also read a Malec fanfic once where both were human but Magnus was a tattoo artist and Alec a florist. They got to know each other and it was simply perfect, Magnus helped Alec with some things and it was just adorable and awesome and amazing. Unfortunately, I can’t remember the title of this one either. I will search for it and maybe give it a shout out later when I found it again because it was really good

Oh, I’ve read that Malec fic, so good! There’s a fantastic MM novel called Switched—I think—by N.R. Walker that’s friends to lovers and I read it in one night. It’s just something about two people, who know one another in and out, coming together, more sighs.

I’d love to jump into your Thiam works. First, the Raeken Twins and your story, Finding My Way To You. Do you have any twins headcanons/imagines which helped you bring Mike Raeken to life?

I got this awesome ask one day about Theo and Mike from PPL being twins and my mind began to rattle. I thought about Theo, his personality, and began to develop someone who would be Theo’s complete opposite. Pretty Little Liars helped a lot because Mike was a sweetheart there, at least until the point where I stopped watching the show. I absolutely loved the idea of Theo having someone to take care of and protect, being a big brother.

I had a vague scene in my mind where Theo berates Mike for being too trusting and Mike just rolls his eyes and tells his big brother to relax. That was the base on where I developed the Raeken Twins. I wanted somebody who was the opposite of Theo but I didn’t want to go completely black and white and so I carved out Mike’s character more, gave him some rough edges as well.

It is fun to play around with the aspect of Theo having his counterpart who at the same time gets him to a T and has someone he always aimed to protect. He may act like he doesn’t care but it had always been my headcanon that he would do anything for Mike and Mike is that one person who knows everything about Theo and who also knows Theo does in fact care

So, if Mike Raeken was part of the Pack and the TW universe, how would he handle these few scenarios:

a: Who would be his pack allies, the pack members he’d bond with? Who would be his pack friend-enemies?

Mike, just like his brother, would become a member of the puppy pack because Mike’s a puppy too. He’d probably bond the most with Nolan and Corey because they share the most character traits with them being kind of cute and sometimes awkward. Brett would be his crush for sure. But he would also be good friends with Liam and totally root for Thiam.

Friendenemies? Good question. He’s not as harsh as Theo so he probably would not really have problems with the people around. Unless you come for his brother, then he will end you.

b: In a Supernatural crisis, how would he respond?

That clearly depends on the situation. When it comes to facing an enemy and taking them down, Mike’s a fighter and goes into the full experience. He is fast, he is agile, he is ruthless. But if it comes to protecting the people he cares about, he gets very defensive and worries more about them and bringing them to safety than taking part in the fight itself. He’s not even afraid to charge in and drag the person out of the fight (especially his brother). Mike is pretty level-headed and can stay calm even if times get rough. He checks a situation, makes his own theories about it, but he mostly stays in the background, lets the others talk and discuss, and only interferes when he feels like it’s not going anywhere. But most of the times he is fine with just watching and striking when it’s the right time.

c: One hilarious scenario you think would occur between him, Theo, and other member of the pack?

They would pull a Switch-A-Raeken so often to confuse the pack and get their laughs out of this. Liam is probably the only one who can tell them apart because he pays so close attention to them (mostly Theo though) but the others always get totally confused and the twins love to switch even during a conversation to completely confuse everyone.

One situation I find absolutely hilarious and I will write one day would involve the Sheriff, probably to introduce them as twins. One twin gets arrested, the other shows up to bail him out. Stilinski is in his office when suddenly one of the deputies knocks at the door. He calls them in and they open the door, slightly nervous. “We…uhm…have a situation here with the boy we arrested. You might want to check? He said you surely would love that.” The sheriff narrows his eyes and gets up from his chair. He walks out of his office and there they are. Two identical smirks on their faces and casually leaned against the backrest of the bench in front of his office. “Hey, Sheriff!” One of them says. Stilinski is baffled, moments pass by. He finally finds his voice again. “There are two of them? Because one Raeken wasn’t enough???” He yells, voice cracking at the end. He scratches his neck and grimaces. The twins’ smirks intensify. The deputy ducks away and hides behind the computer screen.

Rofl, I hope you do write it! Are you planning to continue Finding My Way To You too? Any spoilers you can slip us?

I am definitely planning to but I have more prominent ideas for A tale written with fangs and claws and other stories at the moment. I do have written some part of the next chapter still. I love this story and the feedback I received was wonderful. Raeken Twins are a fun thing to write about, so expect more to come.

For a spoiler, I will tell you we will have some drama, much love and yes also smut. There will be a slightly different take on the Dread Doctors spin because I am dissecting the storyline a bit to make it more fitting for Finding My Way To You. There will be a shift in the relationship between the twins as well. For everything else, you need to stay tuned ;D

Well, I suppose we must now haha. Until then, we have all of a Tale of Fangs and Claws to keep ourselves busy. Speaking of….a Tale of Fangs and Claws Time!! (I held out for this long; I’m proud of myself.) For anyone unfamiliar, could you give us a quick synopsis? What inspired the idea?

Whooo!! The story is about Liam becoming an Alpha when he least expects it. He and Theo are living in Seattle, are roommates in college, and totally in love with each other but they both feel the other might not return their feelings in the beginning. Theo still joins Liam’s pack and together they return to Seattle. The story follows Liam’s journey in his new role, especially when other werewolves appear and Liam and Theo soon have a pack of their own to take care of. They become a family, face many battles and they all learn more about each other and their strengths and weaknesses, help to find their place in the world.

My inspiration for this came from the sole wish to see Liam as Alpha. I think he would be a great Alpha and would have loved to see it happen at the end of the show as some kind of next-generation thing with the older pack members leaving Beacon Hills and him taking over from Scott. The more I thought about this, the bigger the need for Alpha!Liam became and I started to imagine his pack, created their characters a little bit and searched for faceclaims. It took me a while until I finally started to write the story; until I had a decent enough base to actually imagine turning this into a multi-chapter fic and upload it. Add me playing around with my basic photoshop program and create some Liam as Alpha manips and the inspiration was there. It came to the point where I could no longer hold back and thus I uploaded the prologue. I never imagined the success it would have and I am still amazed by this.

Wow, and it’s almost 300,000 words long! First, huge congrats on being the longest Thiam fic thus far! Is this the longest story you’ve ever written? Did you originally plan all the chapters or has it reshaped itself? Would you say you have a secret to writing longer fics while also keeping your personal interest high?

It’s crazy! Thank you so much!! I have to say I never expected this to turn out so huge, I still can’t believe it. Every time I check the chapter numbers, it still feels so unreal. When I started, I had no idea how long this would be. I had basic elements and certain points I wanted to have happen but everything else was non-existent in the beginning. It still is nowadays because that’s how I write. I don’t have everything planned out and so my own story keeps surprising me but I love this. I’m writing a chapter and some things are coming to my mind while I’m writing and I take a break to consider, bring this in a vague timeline, and then continue writing.

I admire people whohave every little detail plannedout but I’m so not like this and I had it happen to me that I wrote a chapter completely different than I intended to. Because my thoughts didn’t work as good as the thing I had been actually writing, if that makes sense. Sure, I have some scenes I have in mind for a long time and while I have not every word planned out, I have a pretty solid image of the scenes. Theo’s development for example. I knew how I want to have the big moments to happen and I am even more excited than usual when it is time to write it.

The story is indeed the longest I have ever written until now. Who knows what the future has in store? :D

I wouldn’t exactly call it a secret. Thiam itself inspires me so much and receiving so much feedback from so many people is also a very good source of motivation, not gonna lie. This story, the reactions I got from people, has made me feel better about my talent as a writer and that fueled my passion. I associate so many great things with this story and I got attached to every single character that writing a new chapter feels like coming home. I see them as part of my family, my babies if you want, and I am curious to see how they develop further. That’s what keeps me inspired to make this story longer and longer. I’d say the secret, in general, is creating something you truly love, no matter how cliche this sounds. Create this word that is truly you that brings yourself joy and I’m sure you won’t lose interest.

Yes, I so agree! When I was writing my main Stacksonstory, I fell so in love with the characters and the progress of the story! And then to be able to talk about them with so many people, it definitely kept the thoughts coming, even long after I finished it!

Exactly what happened to me with A tale written with fangs and claws! It is wonderful to have such great response and it’s a great source of motivation. I get so many ideas for this story just by reading comments or talking with people. That’s the beauty of fanfiction I think.

Most definitely! Would you then say any of your original characters are based on people you know personally?

Actually no. I was more inspired by fictional characters, took some things from them, and created my own individual character. If there are any resemblances I haven’t noticed them yet but hey, maybe I will someday^^

Maybe, who knows what might happen. Not us, certainly. Thinking forward, is there one thing you’re dying to add in the story but you have to write a few more chapter before it comes up?

Liam’s and Theo’s wedding! I am dying to write this since a few chapters and everyone who read the last chapter knows I’m toying around with this thing a bit but I really, really can’t wait to write their wedding. It will happen one day and I am excited about it but it will take some more (a lot more) chapters until we can get there.

Yessssss, we’ll be patiently waiting until then! Before we wind down, I’d love to give you a time to impart some wisdom onto us. Any life hacks or creative wisdom on your mind lately?

It is important to figure out what works best for you and never let anybody butt in, writing-wise and in life too. I had to learn this myself but there will be people telling you how you should do a certain thing and then you need to figure out if this is really the best for you. I’m not saying you should not take advice, you definitely should, but it is okay to change this advice, maybe combine it with the advice you got from someone else and create your own special way to get things done. There might be people who are very critical of how you work, how you handle things, and sometimes it can really get to you and be a bummer but it is important to remember that as long as it good for you, as long as it helps you get something done the way you want it to, it’s the right way for you. Your own opinion and your own wellbeing are more important than what some might think are the right thing for you. Your way is the right thing and great things will come from this, just stay true to yourself even when it’s hard sometimes

Also: Allow yourself to change. What was on your mind a year ago, what you wrote a year ago, doesn’t become less valid just because you changed your perspective. You are ever-changing and there will be moments where you realize that your old mindset doesn’t apply to the situation anymore, not to the person you became anymore. That’s okay. It doesn’t take anything away from the progress you made before, doesn’t take anything away from what you created back then. It simply shows your development as a writer, as a person, and that’s a fascinating progress.

Thank you so much for your honesty and depth. Aww, well, we reached the end of our time, Rena! Luckily, we’ve learned so much about you in our short time together. To end us out, what’s next for you? Any big plans?

I have several projects planned. In terms of fanfiction, I’m planning a sequel to A tale written with fangs and claws if I finish the story, I’m planning on continuing my Mated series, Finding My Way To You will be continued as well, and there are several other fanfictions on the line. I’m also planning on finally writing my first original novel, something I’m very excited about. Those are the things I have planned, who knows what else is gonna happen? Life is full of surprises.

Good luck with your novel! And all the other bundles of surprises and happiness that are whirling your way. Is there anything else you’d like to share? The mic’s in your hands.

It’s okay to struggle. I sometimes feel like the standards expect everyone to be perfect at anything they do and it can be really frustrating when you feel like you’re not reaching these standards. You feel like a failure and it’s a horrible thing to feel. I had so many moments where I felt like I would never reach the standard for that thing to be considered good or even great and it took me a long time to learn not to always compare myself to others and be proud of who I am, my talents, what I create. I still feel like I’m not good enough sometimes but every time I struggle, I learn new things about myself and that’s what made me realize it is okay to struggle. You learn next to nothing when you don’t struggle and ease everything perfectly on the first try.

Sure, it’s great to have a lift first time you do something, it’s even important to be a natural in some things, but I also know that struggling causes doubts and insecurities because you feel like anybody else doesn’t seem to struggle at all. What I’m trying to say is embrace your struggles as part of your development process on becoming the best version of yourself that you can be. And remember: Nobody has the same story to tell as you. The world needs to hear yours, don’t let the doubts take this away from you. It’s a long and difficult way to go but it’s worth it in the end.

Thanks so much Rena! It was a freaking blast getting to know you and your life, inspirations, and quirky interests haha!

Thankfully, the conversation doesn’t have to end here. To chat with her about her works, Thiam, Teen Wolf, even Wrestling, you can find Rena at these three places:

AO3: Former_Princess

Tumblr: formerprincess

Ask Box: formerprincessask

In her words, “It’s more than okay! I love getting asks, messages. I’d even love to get a carrier pigeon. I am a shy noodle myself but I absolutely love to interact with people and have them interact with me. Ask as many questions as you want, send in as many things as you want, you will never bother me and in fact make me very happy. Also - on a non fandom related note - myaskbox is always open for anybody who needs somebody to listen to them.”

She’s also currently accepting prompts, though it might take her a while to get to them–you know busy lives and what not. So, feel free to “send in things, share your thoughts, headcanons, and everything else,” with her. (Also, her words!)

Thanks so much for reading. We will see you next week as we get to know about fandomtrashwhore, aka Marie, our resident Thiam Social Media expert. Until then!

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