#but yeah they're all at least really quite well off and super out of touch
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Obey Me cast relationship with MC songs (2023 edition)
Found this post when scrolling through my old posts from 2020 and decided it would be fun to give it another crack now that 1) we have a LOT more canon material to go off and B) my taste in music has expanded past just grandma songs (not that I don't still enjoy grandma songs ofc) Also adding Diavolo, Barbatos, and Solomon since I have a better grasp on their personalities now. (Well, only barely with Barbatos, but we'll get to that lol)
Warnings: mild spoilers for lesson 16 of the original game in Belphie's, some of these songs use gendered language when talking about the significant other (implied female: Mammon; implied male: Levi, Asmo) *this doesn't mean MC must be that gender in those scenarios*
Lucifer: Honey Moon by Birds in the Airport. Okay, starting off on a somewhat angsty note lol. But look me in the eye and tell me I'm wrong. "...tear open every exit from the maze inside my mind" like come ON that's literally what MC does with Lucifer. Whether he'd verbalize any of this is another question entirely, but also isn't the point here.
Mammon: Fair by The Amazing Devil. I hemmed and hawed over this for a while, tbh. Wasn't sure if it was a lil too soft for his outwardly prickly ass, but I eventually settled on "this is him but he sure as hell isn't admitting it any time soon". The trouble with tsundere characters ig. But anyway he's a dork and the trying to make his partner laugh when they're mad at him felt very on-brand.
Leviathan: A Shitty Gay Song About You by Ezra Williams. I've associated Levi with this song for quite a while now. It has it all. Goldfish, self-deprication, pining, it's great. Oh, for Levi to lend me his sweatshirt tbh.
Satan: Cat Serenade by Beetlebug. Absolutely adorable song. It has cat metaphors, it has pining, it has the whole "I used to never open up to anyone but here we are", it's just super Satan in a lot of ways.
Asmodeus: Freckles by Kevin Atwater. I mean it's just adorable, first of all. But second of all, the theme of actually falling in love with someone for real when you're used to more casual relationships is pretty fundamental to Asmo's relationship with MC.
Beelzebub: Strawberry Mentos by Leanna Firestone. Idk maybe this is a bit too straightforward but even outside of any food references, it's such a sappy, sacchirine love song that it really does feel Right for Beel, big babey that he is.
Belphegor: Grace, Anatomy by Homemade Haircuts. Okay, while this isn't really addressed in-game, if he ends up in a relationship with MC, the shit that happened in the attic is gonna be weighing pretty heavy on his mind for a long time. Between that and his general abandonment issues, this song is an excellent reflection of his feelings about MC (at least early on in the relationship), even if most of it is stuff he would never actually say out loud.
Simeon: Chai Tea by audrey. Yeah, yeah, I know the title sounds more Barbatos, but the song itself is just so cozy and easygoing. (Of all the possible words to describe Barbatos, I think "easygoing" is about the last thing that would come to mind). All the other love interests are a bit more... uh... intense. Whereas this song is literally just being incredibly sappy and drawing a quiet comfort from the other person's presence even without talking about anything in particular.
Diavolo: Touch Starved by BB Bean. This doesn't require much elaboration, I don't think. The title says it all. Like honestly. "I'm just tired of the bubble, I just wanna hand to hold" is deadass how he acts in every surprise guest (at least in the og game, less so in nightbringer lol). Just wants to feel normal smh
Barbatos: A Wistful Waltz by Teddy Hyde. Okay, I need to apologize to Barbatos stans bc I struggle so much to figure this guy out (which I suspect is the point, but it makes it damn hard to come up with headcanons for him). But based on my tenuous grasp on his personality and... odd dynamic with MC, I think this should fit the bill. It's subdued but with that underlying intensity that I always seem to pick up on with him.
Solomon: Painting Roses by Dresses. I actually don't have much explanation for this, but Solomon in Nightbringer especially is just. He's such a fuckin disaster, man. (I actually was torn between giving this song to Solomon or Satan, but I ended up going with Sol in the end)
#obey me#obey me belphegor#obey me asmodeus#obey me leviathan#obey me mammon#obey me satan#obey me lucifer#obey me beelzebub#obey me diavolo#obey me barbatos#obey me solomon#obey me simeon#obey me headcanons
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Clementine x gn!reader
Part 2
Warnings: Swearing, spoilers for season 3 and season 4
Word count: 1340
Name) groaned and slowly opened their eyes. They were looking at the ceiling.
And they were on top of something soft. A bed? Where are they? They slowly got up and hissed. Looking down they saw their shirt was raised, bandages wrapped around their abdomen, and red splotch on the left side.
Right, they got shot.
Raising their head from the wound, they looked around the room. A venus trap was sitting on the cupboard, along with a vase with dead flowers in it and a lamp.
Throwing their feet off the bed, they took a deep breath and stood up.
"Oh fuck." They stood there waiting for the pain to subside. When it did they started looking around the room again. They saw a huge shelf with skulls stored on it. One was human while the rest were from different animals.
They really hoped someone didn't keep their enemies skull as a souvenir.
The wall on the left side was decorated with various drawings. Some of them looked like they were done by a beginner and others looked like someone more skilled drew them. It was pretty good.
One drawing stood out to them in particular. Two figures, one holding a gun and killing Muertos (at least they hoped it was Muertos).
'For Clem frum Aj. Me protekting Clem. Cute.'
(Name) went to touch the drawing and that's when the door suddenly opened.
Startled, they looked at the doorway, and there stood a kid.
"Um, hi there little guy." They said warily.
He beamed and ran to them. "You're awake!"
"You were hurt pretty bad when your group arrived at the school, and and then Ruby patched you up but said she didn't know when you'll wake up." He rambled.
"Uhuh. Yeah, It must have been...pretty bad I guess." He nodded at that.
So they were in the school. Thank god.
They stood in silence so (Name) decided to break it.
"So what's your name little dude?" They asked crouching down.
The boy smiled "I'm AJ! Your name is (Name) right? The others told me." They nodded and pointed at the wall with drawings on it.
"So you're the one who drew those." AJ nodded frantically "They are pretty cool. You're super talented."
He beamed "Thanks. But I'm nowhere near as good as Tenn. He is an artist and I'm becoming one."
"Nah, I'd say you're an artist already. I'd even say you're the next Picasso!" They smiled at him.
He looked confused "I don't know who that is."
"Well, why don't I tell you while you bring me to my people? Sound good?" He smiled again.
"Come on."
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"So he was the best artist in the whole world?!"
They laughed. "Pretty much yeah."
AJ looked up at them with big eyes.
"You think I can be the best artist in the world one day too?" His eyes were sparkling at this point.
"Well you're an amazing artist now so imagine what you'll be like in a few years." (Name) smiled.
They turned the corner and AJ pushed the door in front of them open.
"They're awake!"
(Name) entered the room, all eyes on them.
'Well this is awkward.'
"(Name)!" Gabe ran to them and pulled them into a hug "I thought you were going to die!"
"Don't worry. I made myself a promise that I'll die after you." They chuckled, hugging him back.
"Are you okay? How are you feeling?"
"The more important question here is...which one is she?" They snickered looking at the girls in the room.
Gabe groaned and pulled away.
"You gave us quite a scare kiddo." Tripp ruffled their hair.
They chuckled "Sorry. I'll try to actually use my spidey senses next time and avoid the bullet."
Then a voice with a southern accent spoke up. "How are ya feeling?" It was a short girl with ginger hair.
"Like shit but that's nothing new."
She shook her head. "You probably shouldn't have gotten out of bed yet. Could break the stitches and those aren't easy to do you know?"
"I'm gonna take a wild guess and say you're Ruby." She chuckled and nodded "Thanks for stitching me up."
"Oh don't mention it. Come on sit down. You shouldn't be standing." She patted an empty spot on the floor next to her.
They thanked her and sat down.
A boy with dreadlocks cleared his throat.
"I think introductions are in order. We already know your name, (Name), so it's only fair."
"Here we go." The blond-haired girl groaned out.
"I'm Louis, the most charming and handsome fellow you will ever meet." He pointed to himself, winking at them.
"This mean-looking girl is Violet, and before you ask no, she doesn't like purple. She may look mean but she is a softie." Violet rolled her eyes and kicked Louis in the arm. He ow-ed but continued anyway.
"You already know sweet Ruby here and right next to you is Tennesse. Tenn for short." A boy next to me smiled shyly.
"He is an artist I told you about!" AJ exclaimed.
Louis pointed to the door. "In the kitchen, you'll find our chef Omar, the best chef there is."
"Little guy over here is Willy." Willy smiled. "Don't ask him why he got sent to this school, trust me you don't want to know." He looked offended at Louis.
"Next to Ruby is Aasim." Aasim nodded his head at me. "Now I know he is good-looking, not as good as me, but he is taken by Ruby so don't throw yourself on him." (Name) snorted.
"Good to know. Well, um, it's nice to meet you all." They smiled
Then the door that they came in flew open and in ran a dog.
(Name) gasped "You have a dog!"
The said dog came up to AJ and he petted it, the dog's tail wagging happily "Her name is Rosie."
"Don't try to pet her, she almost bit my arm off." Gabe said.
They started laughing "Damn, even the animals don't like you." Gabe flipped them off.
"I told you. You shouldn't have tried to pet her without her getting to know you. She isn't a fan of strangers." A voice from behind (Name) said.
They turned around and saw a girl.
A very pretty girl to add. She wore a cap on her head, worn out. What stood out the most about her was the prosthetic she had on her left leg.
"Holy shit."
The girl looked at them irritated "What?". (Name) looked up at her "Nothing! Just. Well. You know. " They pointed at her leg.
"What about it." Her glare intensified.
They felt like dying.
"I was just thinking you know" they stuttered "holy shit she has a prosthetic how did she survive and shit."
They laughed nervously and continued rambling.
Javier coughed "(Name) you should probably stop."
They nodded and turned their back to the girl.
"Don't mind them Clementine, they are an idiot." Gabe told the girl, now known as Clementine.
"Oh fuck off Gabe." They rolled their eyes and looked at Rosie who had her head in AJ's lap.
Clementine started to speak "I went to check out the site where you were attacked. Whoever attacked you was long gone." She went and sat next to AJ.
David shook his head and cursed.
"You think it was the Delta?" Tripp asked Clementine.
The girl shrugged "Couldn't be anyone else." Then she looked at (Name).
"How's your wound?"
They gulped "Um it's good. Ruby did a great job at stitching it up."
AJ looked up at Clementine "They told me who Picasso was!" She smiled at him.
"Oh yeah?" "Yeah! And they said I can even be as good as him one day."
She looked back at them. They just noticed how pretty her eyes were.
(Name) looked at Gabe. "I get it now."
Violet looked at them both "Get what?"
"Nothing. I'm gonna go get some air." They got up and walked out of the room.
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I've been listening to Counting Losses by Chelan, Best & Mess It Up by Gracie Abrams (<- which are probably songs that fit them quite well...not a great thought because I'll start creating a Spotify playlist about Max and Ev) & had this hc in my head for like over an hour, so I had to swoop in and send you Maxine x Evren angst...which is terrible because I'm the biggest supporter of their 'could be perfect' relationship. Like if their ship ever left the docks and sailed, I'd be the fucking captain of that ship.
I am sooo sorry that this is so long asdfkghjkl.
SOo they weren't supposed to get as involved with each other as they did, right? but now they're in the situation and I imagine Ev thinking about it one morning and saying "you said we should stop...but you came here last night" and Max is all "and you came to my place last week. But I was right, we do need to stop. This is much more messier than it was supposed to be."
And Ev would pause and go, "because of our lives or because of the media's involvement?" "both" and he'd roll his eyes and ask "and you really think any of this would've been easier with someone else?" and Max would sarcastically laugh and say, "frankly, yes. it probably would've been" and Evren would be all, "oh, because the media have been so respectful of our lives in the past, right?" — which is low key an indirect to what the press write about him, but also a shot towards Max's public break up with her ex...and he instantly regrets saying it, but he's caught feelings and all in love and he's saying stupid shit and he can tell he's losing her.
And I see them having a mini argument about it all, which turns into a full blown argument, which turns into them not talking for days...and then not talking for a month. And I see Ev being super upset about it, and him debating whether to contact her and just apologise but he's also under the impression that she definitely doesn't want anything to do with him...so leave it be.
annndd thenn, cause Heartless was so successful their labels are like 'collab again and release another song together' which would genuinely make Evren choke and go, "we don't...have to do that." and his label's all "well, we're not asking, we're telling—the fans loved your last song. Give them what they want."
Then Maxine and Evren are back in the studio together, the exact same one they created Heartless in and ate takeout in and became friends in...so it's super weird and starts off with small talk like "how are things going with you?" "good, you?" "yeah, good" and it's disgustinggg and awkward because a month ago they would've had the deepest conversations and now they can barely be in the same room together.
Eventually Ev would ramble and choke out, "I'm sorry, about what I said a month ago" and Max would nod and say "same..." but it's still super awkward and the tension is there, but they have a job to do and she asks "so how's all of this going to work?" and Evren thinks for a moment and says "honestly?" "honestly" and he goes "we don't kiss, I don't touch you, we don't reminisce the times we spent together, and I think about you in a way that's strictly platonic. then we'll get through this fine"—but he's sort of already failing because he remembers so much about Max: the stuff she likes and dislikes, the way she laughs, her songwriting process, and even debated ordering a charcuterie board for her but decided against it because this can't be anything more than it is.
And Max would go, "you have it all sorted out" "a month gives you time to think about things. probably enough time to grow that god complex of yours" he'd joke, and she'd laugh and say, "it's not like it can grow anymore, you know that already" which is nice because at least they can still joke around with each other and it sort of eases their tension a little until Max asks "and what happens after all of this?"
And Ev's like "we write this song and release it. I let you go, I fall out of love with you, and we get on with our lives" "and you find someone else" and Evren would pause and go "what you and I had it... it was about more than just the sex. it was different from anything with anyone else. you're special Maxie, you don't need me to tell you that. you don't need anyone, least of all a relationship."
But in Evren's head he's begging that she grabs his face and kisses him and says "fine. i'll do it. i'll give us a go, Acevedo. properly. i'll fall in love with you and let you catch me"—but she doesn't so he stops thinking it, clears his throat and goes "besides, we'll write a good song together and individually I'm sure we'll write some great songs about each other, so I guess we can't complain too much."
And like, imagine Evren performing on stage and thousands of fans are literally chanting for him to sing the songs that he wrote with and wrote about Maxine (them not realising they're about her), and Evren's on stage thinking 'fuck...now I have to think about her', but you've gotta give your fans what they want so he performs each one like he's having the best time of his life.
ANYWAY! I"m going to cry in a corner—
me getting excited over an ask from you until i read what it was about:
"you said we should stop...but you came here last night"
"and you came to my place last week.”
the way i knew i was gonna be fucked up as soon as these lines were uttered 💔💔💔💔
"and you really think any of this would've been easier with someone else?"
evren please……… i don’t wanna fight……. this line alone made ME feel bad wtf :(((((
no cause when they start arguing they’re both at the height of their emotions and start raising their voices at each other like “evren we’ve been over this” “why can’t we just give it a try?” “you KNOW why. it’s not gonna work” “you don’t know that” “yes i do” then i imagine evren ultimately saying something like “no you don’t. you always pin it on the media but the truth is you’re just scared” and UGHHHH it would make max so mad because deep down she knows it’s true but she doesn’t wanna admit it so she just says “just go”
he's also under the impression that she definitely doesn't want anything to do with him
little does he know maxine misses him….. 🚶🏻♀️
“well, we're not asking, we're telling”
the best thing his label can do is die 🥰 UGH I HATE THEM GIVE MY BABY SOME SPACE
"so how's all of this going to work?"
"honestly?"
"honestly"
"we don't kiss, I don't touch you, we don't reminisce the times we spent together, and I think about you in a way that's strictly platonic. then we'll get through this fine"
i literally want to cry………… i am so fucking devastated
and evren even planning to buy her a charcuterie board……
"we write this song and release it. I let you go, I fall out of love with you, and we get on with our lives"
"and you find someone else"
ngl this lowkey made me feel bad for making miko 😭😭😭
my deepest sigh ever…… the awkward banters when they work together again was so heartbreaking but so satisfying for the angst lover in me JRNDJEKSJ
and also at second coming’s show, maxine has a little chat with the crowd like “have you guys ever felt like you’ve found your person but met them at the wrong time?” and the crowd starts to scream and maxine just laughs but you know it’s hollow and she just goes “yeah same. but thank god we got some bangers out of it” and that’s her lightheartedly hinting at new songs on the setlist and they’re all songs that maxine wrote about evren after the “breakup” and there are times during the show where she looks at her bandmates for some comfort as soon as she starts feeling emotional again :(
but i think after some time when evren and maxine have gotten over it they’d start teasing each other again like “evren you are so fuckimg sappy” “you literally called me your person” “shut the fuck up” and ugndhsgHSHSJAJ IM GONNA CRY mila please tell evren i’m sorry and that i’m just as heartbroken as he is <////3
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Name: Jackson Sionnach O’Daly
Alias: Silvertongue
D.O.B / Age: September 20, 1994 / 28
Nationality: Irish-American
Hair / Eyes: Dark Brown / Bright Blue
Height: 185 cm / 6 ft 1 in
Weight: 75.7kg / 167lbs
Birthplace: Burgess, Pennsylvania, USA ( EARTH — ???? )
Location: Brooklyn, New York, USA ( EARTH — ???? )
Occupation: Book Shop Clerk, Tutor, Artist, Musician, Informant
Fighting Style: Strategic Withdrawal Free Running, Defensive Combat, Gun Combat, Defensive Magic
CURRENT EVENTS...
A former intelligence analyst for certain organization, Jackson's been living life pretty well so far.
At least, as much as he can given that he's trying to balance his ridiculous one bedroom apartment rent, three legit jobs, one he keeps under wraps, and a power that feels more vestigial than anything.
Well, it isn't quite fair to call it that to be honest. It was a blessing after all and he should be grateful for the times it was useful. Especially during the times when his sister needed a hand with her vigilante gig.
Even informants need to get some exercise in, yeah?
POWERS
Cryokinesis - Blessed by a veiled woman he eventually found out was the Irish deity Cailleach, out of a pitying whim when the Viking spirit that possessed him finally left, Jackson gained the ability to manipulate ice. He doesn't use it as often but has taken the steps to at least be able to use it in a pinch by reading magical texts he's come across in his book shop job.
His particular brand of cryokinesis is touch-based, meaning if he isn't touching a surface his ice will spread onto him instead to make up for it. Jackson has gotten better over the years and can create ice shields and slightly increase the strength of his ice. However, he uses this power sparingly as he still doesn't have full control of it.
ADDL. ABILITIES
Sociability / Natural Charm - Not so much an ability, but it’s just something he can’t seem to turn off in his everyday life. Unassuming as he is, there’s something about him that most people find themselves being disarmed about or become calm around him. This manifested after he returned from Europe with his mother, step-father, and step-sister.
Information Gathering / Espionage - Jackson's been in the info brokering field since he was 19, as it took him a while before he got to a point where he couldn’t get the information he needed from the authorities or those associated with them. So he’s had some dealings with those who were in the business.
Keen Intellect / Situational Awareness - Due to his dealings with unsavory company for info brokering, he’s had to really put into practice reading people and his surroundings. His quick assessment of a fight and and how a deal could play out makes him an impressive individual in this regard.
Sharpshooter - Jackson's a crackshot when it comes to guns. His best shots are when he's got a sniper rifle in hand, acting as support for Johanne when they're working together.
Free Running / Parkour - This is his way of getting exercise, and also being able to scope out his surroundings in advanced before meeting people during his informant work. Super effective for strategic withdrawals.
#gen comics dossier ;#[ imma be honest mustering the energy to write another bio sapped all my energy so that's what I've got so far ;;; ]
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Super Mario Bros. Wonder (2023)
MINOR SPOILERS
when this game first got revealed in june my response was honestly a bit mixed. it certainly looked nicer looking than the swathes of """"new"""" super mario bros games that 2D mario was solely relegated to after yoshi's island all the way back in 1995, but i personally always wanted to see a hand-drawn style for a 2D mario along the lines of wario land shake it, and this wasn't quite it. i was also convinced you couldn't really do anything new with 2D mario, at least modern nintendo. the devs of wonder apparently read my mind and made it their goal to prove me specifically wrong.
you probably don't need me to tell you this game blows the NSMB games out of the water, aesthetically. if those games were sonic 4, then this is sonic mania. characters actually have expressions and the animations are lively and well... animated. gone is the obnoxious BAH sample used every ten seconds in the soundtrack; the music is all pretty distinct from each other with not many tracks that repeat. there are now talking flowers with real voice acting for some reason. mario is an elephant. there are sentient pipes. it's got it all.
the big thing that sets the game apart are the wonder flowers; when you touch one, either out in the open or hidden during a stage, crazy shit happens. you can walk on the background. you can turn into a goomba and embark on a stealth mission to not get eaten by the other enemies in the stage. all the enemies will stop trying to kill you and break out into a musical number. it fucking rules. each stage has a different wonder flower effect and very few of them repeat: it's worth playing just to see what kind of crazy thing they'll subject you to next.
another cool thing are badges, which give you either new action abilities like being able to use a parachute for further jumps like in SNES aladdin, a higher, floatier jump, and the crouching high jump from SMB2, or passives like being able to start the course with a mushroom, or a radar that goes off when your close to a secret. you can swap out abilities when you die, so if one badge isn't cutting it for your current stage, you can try again with a new one before you respawn. the only thing that kinda sucks is that in multiplayer, everyone must share the one badge.
i guess my only other main complaint is that, despite the aforementioned musical numbers which are all awesome, the actual music in the game is not really as memorable as i hoped. this could change as i play the game more and do post-game objectives, but so far nothing wowed me like say, 3D world or odyssey. i guess the music isn't as bipolar as a certain other $60 2D platformer game that came out the same week, but sadly i wasn't that impressed. that said, and being as vague as possible, the final boss uses the music to the gameplay's advantage and was the highlight of the game by far.
in short, it's good to finally have an actually interesting 2D mario game again, after years of it playing second banana to the 3D games in terms of scope and personality. i dunno if it should join the ranks of SMB3, world, or yoshi's island just yet, but it was certainly a breath of fresh air after 17 years of BING BING BAH BAH WAHOO PIZZA GO THAAT'S A SO NICE OH GOD HELP THEY'RE INVADING MY BRAIN IT'S SO FUCKING RETRO GOD FUCK MAKE IT STOP HELP ME
5/5
NOTE: one of the badges let's you perform the wall jump from mega man x. yeah hello, based department?
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#1 Fan [Part 1/2]
Summary: Spencer knows he’s seen his new neighbor somewhere before.
A/N: This was a blurb request from my sideblog that got completely out of hand so here she is as a full fic! (We’re gonna pretend like I know how OnlyFans works)
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader
Category: Fluff & Smut
Warnings/Includes: smut, graphic descriptions of sexual acts, masturbation (male & female), voyeurism(?), please let me know if there’s anything I’ve missed!
Word count: 2.9k
Request: “Blurb about basically the same fic as the other one except she just moved in and he recognizes her as the person he subs to on OF. She’s describing her hot neighbor- and yeah” from @thatsonezesty13
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The first time Spencer sees her in the lobby grabbing her mail he thinks he’s in a dream. Or maybe he’s seeing things. For a second he’s terrified that he’s having a hyper-realistic, yet somehow mundane, wet dream.
He’s been subscribed to her for a while. To be honest once he’d found her account he didn’t have much of a need to subscribe to anyone else. She was almost tailor made for him, it was sort of scary.
So when he saw her that day, and she smiled at him, giving him a small wave as she passed him in the hall, his heart all but stopped.
That night he checked her page. He compared the pictures of the sweet girl in the hall with the ones in front of him. The photos where she was wearing next to nothing, or sometimes nothing at all. The ones where she had her fingers inside of her panties, or her mouth.
He ended up spiraling that evening, partially forgetting why he was even looking in the first place. Until he was watching videos of her, fucking into herself with a toy until she was squirting onto her bedsheets.
The following morning when he woke up he tried to convince himself that it wasn’t her. How could it be? And if it was, would he have to stop looking? Something felt a bit perverted about that.
So he pushed the thoughts from his head. And that lasted all of 10 seconds because there was a knock on his front door. When he opened it up it was her standing there, the girl from the mailboxes, and the girl from the videos. He knew they were one and the same, who was he kidding?
“Hi!” She sticks out her hand to introduce herself, “I think I saw you the other day, I’ve just moved into the building, Y/N.”
He knows her name already, well he knows her first name, and part of him’s a little surprised it’s not fake.
He takes a moment to consider her hand, he wouldn’t usually shake a strangers hand like this but for some reason he didn’t feel like she was a stranger. The real reason her didn’t want to shake her hand was because of all the things he’d pictured her doing with them. Touching herself, touching him.
But he’s hesitated for too long, so he takes her hand, shaking it gently, “Spencer, Dr. Spencer Reid. Nice to— uh, meet you” he has to force his breaths out or they might not come. Looking at her up close, in person, she was too beautiful. And he already thought that about her pictures.
“Well it’s nice to meet you, I always like to know the folks in my building. And especially you if we’re gonna be neighbors”
“Neighbors?” He tries to stop his eyes from popping out of his head but she doesn’t seem to notice. She just nods happily.
“Yup, I’m right on the other side of that wall” she points to her right and giggles, “knock if you need me” she jokes but Spencer’s breathing stops entirely and he can only nod.
“So um, if you wanted to hang out or anything you know where to find me” she smiles at him and starts to head back to her apartment.
He’s not sure what’s come over him, but it feels like adrenaline is coursing through his entire body as he speaks.
“I’m free right now if you’re not busy?” He asks before she can get too far away but she shakes her head.
“I’ve actually gotta head out for a bit but if you’re free tomorrow do you wanna come over and see my place. I’m sure it’s probably the exact same as yours but—”
“Yes!— I mean, um, yeah, that sounds nice, cool” she laughs at him a little, probably at his eagerness, or maybe at the way he’s blushing, he can feel the heat radiating from his cheeks.
“See you then Spencer, Dr. Spencer Reid” she giggles and he’s smitten already.
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He’s pretty much counting down the seconds until the following evening. His mind is completely restless, he’s got no idea what to wear or how to act, or what to say.
She was just so pretty, he could barely have a 2 minute conversation with her in the hallway. How was he supposed to hang out with her for an evening.
She slips a note under his door the following afternoon:
I’m on my way out but I should be back around 8! See you then x
He wishes he didn’t stare at the little ‘x’ on the note for quite so long but he couldn’t help it. Even her handwriting was cute.
He doesn’t want to think about why he knows her already but he can’t help it. He decides that he’s not going to look at her page again, taking a cold shower as part of his preparation for that evening before agonizing over what to wear.
He settles on a purple sweater and he already feels like he’s made the wrong call somehow as he’s knocking on her door at 8pm on the dot.
“Well aren’t you punctual” she smiles at him as she pulls open the door. His stomach drops when he realizes that he recognizes the little dress she’s wearing. He’s seen her take it off before. He tries to steady his breathing but it doesn’t work super well so he just waves hello as she ushers him inside.
“I guess you got my note then” she smiles and he smiles back.
“Yeah, your— um— handwriting is really nice” he wants to slap himself in the face. What kind of complement was that?
“Thank you?” she giggles at him, “no ones ever said that before, you’re a bit of an oddball” she points him to the sofa so he sits.
When she comes to sit next to him she’s holding a bottle of wine and two glasses and he has to stop his eyes from bulging out of his head.
“Would you like a glass?” She asks and he nods his head, it probably wasn’t a great idea, but neither was any of this. She hands him a glass of wine and takes the seat next to him on the couch, turning to face him as she tucks her legs up under herself.
“So Spencer Reid, what kind of doctor are you?” she asks as she takes a sip from her own glass.
“I’m—um— I work at the FBI actually, I— I’m a profiler” he’s already conscious that he doesn’t want to bore her by harping on about work, or by rambling like he does right before people usually roll their eyes. But she doesn’t, she leans in.
“That’s so cool, well it sounds like it is anyway? Does that mean you read people or something?” her eyes look like they're after lighting up and she's smiling at him encouraging.
“Y-Yeah? It’s sort of like reading people I guess. We catch killers by getting inside their heads in a way, trying to figure out why they’re doing what they’re doing, and hopefully what they’re gonna do next so that we can stop it. It’s a little more complicated than that, but that’s the gist” he’s smiling now too, the way she’s looking at him makes him feel like he’s actually doing a sort of good job not embarrassing himself.
“So you said my handwriting was nice” she says, gears clearly turning, “Can you read anything about me from that?” she looks like she's challenging him, if he didn’t know better he might call it flirting.
“Well actually graphology—sorry— handwriting analysis has been deemed a pseudoscience by most, the validity of handwriting as evidence in court has always been dubious and many of the techniques used today are the same as those employed in Renaissance England.” he rambles but she’s still engaged when he stops speaking.
“So you’re smart smart, huh?” she smiles at him, and he nods.
“I don’t believe intelligence can be neatly quantified but I do have an IQ of 187” he feels paradoxically stupid saying that, it feels like bragging or something and he already wants to take it back.
“Wow, a doctor with an IQ of 187” she takes a second to mull it over, “What are you doing hanging out with the likes of me?” she jokes, but his eyebrows knit together, he had no idea what she did, other than that thing he knew she did.
“I wouldn't sell yourself short like that, what do you do?” he asks her, at the very least it’ll stop him from spiraling.
“I work in a vintage bookstore, the one two blocks over?” She motions behind her as she tells him, and he knows it well, in fact he spends so much time there that he’s shocked he’d never seen her before.
“You work there? I’m there all the time, how have I never noticed you before?” she chuckles at him.
“I’ve only just started, I just moved in, remember?” and he wants to slap himself again, something about being around such a pretty face slashed that impressive IQ in half.
They spend another while and the rest of the bottle of wine getting to know each other before Spencer has to call it a night. Part of him wished that she was boring, or rude, or hated him, then maybe he’d be able to quell his infatuation. But this just made it worse, now that he knew her, now that he had spoken to her and she was so sweet, so smart, so funny, and still so damn pretty. He was absolutely fucked.
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He swears to himself that the wont look at her page again. Now that he knew her and he liked her more than he even did before, it felt like a real invasion. Part of him still felt bad about it in general, like he should've told her right away, been up front. But the moment for that had already passed so this was his next best plan.
Until he returns home the following Friday. He’s exhausted when he crawls into bed but he’s still somehow restless, the gears still turning in is brain. So he does what he always does when he wants to forget about everything else in the world.
His muscle memory opens it up, and he’s on her page before he even realizes he's done it. And she’s posted a few new videos this week. He wishes he had better willpower, or any willpower at all, but he can’t seem to stop himself from clicking on one.
It begins with her kneeling on her bed, wearing lingerie he’d seen before, it was baby pink and it was one of his favorites. She starts by dipping her fingers into her panties, teasing herself as little moans toppled from her lips. Then she started talking.
“I’m gonna tell you guys about a little dream I had last night, well, I’ve been having it all week really” she continues to tease herself a little, her other hand coming up to grab her breast over her soft pink bra as she speaks. Her voice is smooth and perfect, if he only had the audio he’d still be turned on right now.
“It goes like this. I’m lying in this bed right here, doing something a little like this, when there’s a knock at my front door. When I get up to answer it he’s there, with his shaggy brown hair, and his huge doe eyes, and he’s got these lips that are just so fuckin’ pink. I want them all over me. He comes inside and he grabs me with those huge hands of his and he pulls me right into him before he kisses me.” she moans a little as her fingers brush right up against her clit, but Spencer’s vision has almost gone blurry.
He’s not sure he’s even breathing when she starts talking again. “Then I lead him to my bedroom, and I get him out of those clothes. He dresses like an english teacher and I wish I didn’t find it so fuckin’ hot. Sometimes in the fantasy I take his cock in my mouth, I suck him off until he’s whimpering. Other times I can’t wait, I just need him to fuck me right away.” she takes off her panties then, leaving them to one side, while she grabs a toy from her bedside table.
“I like to fuck myself with this, but all week I’ve just been imagining that it’s him. He’s just so pretty, I know his cock has to be too. I want to know what it feels like when he’s buried inside me, so fuckin’ deep” she continues to fuck herself with the toy, and he’s tuned back in now, he’s achingly hard without even noticing, his hand wrapping around his cock as he pictures the other side of that fantasy.
It doesn’t take long before he's releasing, spilling all over his hand in tandem with the video. She takes a moment to relax, steadying out her breathing before she speaks to the camera again.
“I think I have a crush guys” she gasps out, “I moved, and I think I’ve got a crush on my fuckin’ neighbor already”
Not that he needed any more confirmation, but those words hit him like a fucking train.
It’s already midnight, it’s not so late that he couldn’t go over there, but it sort of is late enough that he shouldn’t. He really can’t bring himself to care though, getting out of bed and cleaning himself up he decides to ride this uncharacteristically confident wave as far as it’ll take him.
He’s knocking on her door before he’s had a chance to second guess himself. When she answers she’s in a little robe, it’s ivory and satin, and he recognizes it too. He doesn’t say anything, neither does she. They just look at each other for a little too long, eyes taking each other in. He wants to lean in and kiss her, just like in her fantasy, but he’s not that guy.
“Hi” he breathes out instead, “I know it’s late, sorry, I shouldn’t be here—but I— I just wanna say” he pauses to take in a labored breath, “I like you a lot and I think you’re really pretty and funny and smart and would you wanna go out sometime? With me? Maybe?” he doesn't realize he’s closed this eyes until he’s got to pry them back open.
“Well that’s not how the fantasy was supposed to go” she giggles, her eyelashes fluttering as she looks up at him and the blush that’s steadily spreading up his face and neck.
“What do you— I don’t— what?” he’s stammering, doing a god awful job of playing dumb.
“In my video, you were just supposed to kiss me. This isn’t as sexy but it is a hell of a lot better”
“I don’t— I’m not—” he can’t get a sentence out, he’s got no idea what’s happening right now.
“It’s alright Dr. 187, I know it’s you” some part of him genuinely wants to throw up. Why did he think that would be an innocuous username. He was the stupidest genius alive.
“I’m sorry, I should've told you. I had no idea how, I just never thought— how could I have known you’d move in next door to me? And that you’d be even prettier in person but you’d be so cool too” he’s got to cut himself off before he really starts apologetically rambling.
“Spencer stop. It’s fine. I make that content for people to enjoy, you’ve got nothing to feel guilty about. I made that video because I wanted you to see it, that was intentional.” she reaches out and places a hand on his shoulder, and it’s more comforting than it has any right to be.
“Was that—your fantasy—the uh the video—were you telling the truth?” he can feel his heart absolutely racing in his chest as he waits for the answer. And she breaks out in a huge smile, nodding up at him.
“Every word.” he doesn’t let himself overthink it this time, he just leans right in, pressing his lips to hers. It’s soft and gentle, a sweet kiss rather than a heated one, it’s not just infatuation, there are feelings behind it now. He can feel her lips smiling against his own and his heart’s fit to burst now.
When they break apart she looks giddy with excitement, her hands come down to the little bow that holds her robe closed, toying with the ends of the tie. “I’m actually about to make a video now if you’d like to see behind the scenes?” she asks and his breath gets stuck in his throat.
“Fuck” he rasps, “You’ve got no idea how much I want to do that” he pauses, scolding himself in his head already, “But I think I wanna take you to dinner first, if you still want that?”
She’s grinning at him again, “I still really want that, tomorrow night?”
“Tomorrow night.”
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Hello I love stuff! So I remember that you headcanons about the main 6 realizing that they're in a game. Can you do headcanons for the main 6 actually appearing in the real world and meeting the player? Imagine the chaos that would ensue when they come into contact with modern technology.
But like... really imagine it. Really just think about playing the game one day and POOF your fav LI is sitting beside you, completely real and a little messy as they look at you with wide eyes
Also, for the sake of these headcanons we’re going to say the LI is aware that they were in a game :) (because I don’t feel like dealing with any existential crises)
Warnings: none!
-Asra Alzanar-
Definitely the most chill about popping into another world. Pretty normal stuff for him when spells go backwards
You on the other hand backed up against the wall like a blushing mess while he calmed you down as quickly as he could. He was calmer than you simply because he’s always sensed that there was more to the mc in the game than what met the eye
Asra was a fast learner as you taught him all about Earth
It was interesting, to say the least, having to explain Asra’s presence for the few weeks he was with you before the spell wore off. Luckily, by saying he was an exchange student and using a few deception spells, it was no problem
Sorting out his fashion sense was interesting too
“No, Asra, you can’t wear mystical robes or magical amulets to the cafe.”
“But… magic is my thing.”
“But magic isn’t a thing here.”
He ended up playing with a lot of different styles of our world and unfairly looked amazing in all of them??? He’s aesthetic in everything??
Always sweet and affectionate, touching you in some way because he can’t really believe he gets to the meet the real you <3
Whenever you went out, he liked to hold your hand
He really liked getting to learn about your life outside the game, like your hobbies, school/work, and other such interests
He was really happy to meet your friends and family, sizing them up to decide if he completely trusted them to take care of his darling apprentice
If you come from a bad home or anything, it’d break Asra’s heart and he’d do literally everything in his power to help you. And with any other problems in your life, he’d put his heart and soul into helping you too
When he had to leave, he taught you a special way to make the game glitch so he’ll know that something is really wrong and he’ll come to the real world asap
-Nadia Satrinava-
More than a little surprised that Asra’s spell landed her here
You two made eye contact and it took you both a second to process what was going on
“Oh. Good evening, Nadia. What brings you here?”
“Good evening. It seems Asra’s spell has landed me in your home world.”
And then the “??!!?!!?!?” feeling hit both of you and you went into extreme planning mode
In a few minutes, you two had figured out when Asra’s spell would wear off and bring her home, a cover story for Nadia’s stay, and had everything planned perfectly because y’all are a power couple
Nadia had a bit of a rough first day with technology and no servants to help her figure all this new stuff out
The first time she saw a car was when you were walking outside your house, and she yanked you behind a bush because she thought it was some sort of monster
She was super flustered when you explained it was just a car, but you insisted you thought it was sweet of her to “protect” you
Nadia felt really bad about not being able to pay you back for your kindness and tried to make up for it by being helpful around the house
No matter what type of wardrobe you have, Nadia helped plan your outfits for the few weeks she was there
You two went shopping once and she managed to get a bunch of deals
Yeah, she’s better at sweet talking and bartering than you’ll ever be :(
She wanted to know all about your interests and hobbies, they’re all fascinating to her
She gives the best advice and listens attentively to any of your problems
Have any toxic friends? Rude family members? Teachers or bosses making your life miserable? Nadia will verbally demolish them and make sure you’ll be treated well after she’s gone
When she eventually had to leave, she left you a sweet letter to read whenever you’re sad
-Julian Devorak-
Pure utter chaos when he first pops in
You’re yelling, he’s yelling, everything is a mess
Eventually, you both calm down though and manage to talk things out, Julian rambling so quickly you can barely understand him
The two of you manage to figure out that Asra’s spell will last a few weeks. So, in the meantime, Julian is stuck with you
At first he acted all confident as he tried to convince both himself and you that he had this entire situation under control
That is, until he stepped into the kitchen and nearly caused three disasters in five seconds
You gave him a crash course on Earth and he literally took notes and made flashcards that he would randomly look at as you showed him around
When friends and family began to question his presence, the both of you had this elaborate story about how Julian was a childhood friend who was stopping in town to meet up with his family. There were character names and everything, y’all really got into it
He’s fascinated by the medical advances in the real world and loves all those hospital shows like Grey’s Anatomy. You two are definitely going to spend some time cuddled up on the couch watching those shows
He was so excited about seeing everything and kind of frustrated he couldn’t get you anything as a way to repay you for taking care of him and being such a good teacher in general
He actually picked a bunch of flowers for you, and while you’re certain he stole some of them, it was a very kind gesture
If you got sick at all during his stay, he’d go into doctor mode and nurse you back to health
He was constantly making plans to spend every single second he could with the real world version of you, so that he could return to his world knowing as much about you as he could
-Muriel-
When he simply appeared in your room you two silently stared at one another for a very long time and then began to panic
Muriel was more flustered than you because it took him a second to realize he was right in front of the real mc, the real version of you
You managed to calm him down though, and after that it was pretty smooth sailing
Muriel was not a fan of the attention he got for his height whenever you two went out to malls or other such public spaces
It was just a lot to process. You both knew each other, but Muriel’s mind couldn’t quite process the real world version of the mc he knew so well and you couldn’t quite believe that Muriel was here in real, 3-D form
It was even harder for you because everyone wanted to know all about him and kept asking all these questions him
That’s why you spent the majority of your time in less public spaces or just stayed home and enjoyed things like baking, video games, and movies
Muriel really enjoys farming games like Stardew Valley and Animal Crossing and he’s really good at them too
Is 100% down to be a listening ear for all your real world problems
He feels a little guilty that he’s known you for so long, yet this is the first time he’s been able to help you with your real life problems
So he plans on being as helpful as he can be for the few weeks he’s with you and insists on helping with any chores around the house
When he had to leave, he tried to stay calm, but the moment you started getting upset, he’d get upset too
He left you a wood carving of one of your favorite things, like a favorite animal, favorite character, favorite something that would mean a lot to you and show you there’s always of part of him with you
-Portia Devorak-
When Portia suddenly popped into existence beside you, you were both surprised, but like, too shocked to properly freak out?
“Oh. Hello, Portia.”
“Oh. Hello to you too. You look a little different… where are we?”
You managed to get in a pretty calm explanation about where she was and a bit of info about the modern world before she started freaking out
She was stuck here for two weeks and neither of you knew any way to get her back to her own world, so you decided to just go with it
Portia was mystified by all parts of modern life
Her favorite things are always the clothes and the food
Technology low key scared her for the first few days, but you helped her adjust
Her favorite thing is ordering stuff online because there’s so much cool stuff!!! And she can get it all in the click of a few buttons!!! So cool!!!
She always links your arm with hers when you’re showing her parts of town so that the two of you can’t get separated
She’s pretending to be a good friend of yours who is coming from out of the country and will be staying for a few weeks
You two do a lot of baking and Portia only starts one, little fire by using the microwave wrong :)
If you have any big problems in your life Portia is an absolute sweetheart about them. She listens perfectly and will give you all the advice and comfort you need
She’s such a cheerleader and gives you a bunch of compliments and support that she can’t give to you in the game
When the time came for her to leave, she wrapped you in her arms and wouldn’t let go until Asra’s spell pulled her back into the game
After she left, you realized she had secretly made you a cute stuffed animal version of Pepi just for you <3
-Lucio-
S c r e a m i n g
He got really defensive really fast because he was so confused
You confused him because you look a lot like the mc in the game but, since this is the real world you, you look recognizable but different
You had to carefully pry the make-shift weapon he had grabbed and explain who you were and what you thought had happened
After that Lucio chilled out but was still a little on edge
With all the technology you showed him he either loved it or hated it
Itty bitty phone screens that don’t respond to his metal hands, somewhat larger tv screens that are as confusing as Asra’s magic, and dumb people called Siri who can’t understand him? Stupid
Super fast cars and speakers that blare music? Very cool
He wasn’t the best at hiding the fact that he’s from a game and almost let it slip a few times
So you have to dive into the conversation to assure this random stranger that no, your exchange student is only joking about being a count, isn’t he hilarious???
Give him a sharp elbow in the ribs to shut him up, works 9/10
He loves movie theaters so much and will beg to go there all the time while he’s with you
He’s always very touchy because this is probably the only time he’ll get with the real version of you, and he wants to savor every bit of it
He’s an extremely picky eater and seems to only like the food you make
While spending time with the version of you in the game is always fun, it was always wonderful to get to meet the real you. A few weeks didn’t feel like nearly enough time to get to know you
He acted like going back to the his world wasn’t a big deal up until the last second when the spell started pulling him back. Then, blinking away tears, he wrapped you in a far too tight hug that was surprisingly comforting
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KIRBY STAR ALLIES: UNNECESSARILY DETAILED DEFINITIVE ARENA VIABILITY TIER LIST
After reading the title you may have a few questions. The first of which may be: why should I care what you think? Haha, well, reader who has likely never even played this game...
I have invested just a little bit of time into this game. More, lately, as I recently spent about 30 hours playing this game to decide once and for all who the strongest and weakest characters are. Now, you say, patchun... you invested 30 hours into a game that's like four years old, wasn't that well reviewed, and has completely faded from relevance... all so you could make a tier list no one will care about? And I tell you. Yes. Yes I fucking did. With that out of the way, let's dive in.
The criterion I used to determine viability were damage output, safety, and versatility. Some characters, when played skillfully, can have crazy unexpected DPS. Some characters have fantastic air dodges or blocks that drastically increase their safety. Some characters absolutely destroy Whispy Woods, but then struggle against literally anyone else. All of this has been taken into account to make the following tier list.
Before we start I want to make a few notes: if playing with friends, a few positions change. When playing with friends, Rock, Gooey, and Painter move up to SSS tier. Painting rocks is legit one of the most fun and strongest ways to clear the true arena. Also, Meta Knight, when playing with friends, is in S tier. He has some very high damage output if he is safe, but can struggle to stay safe. I will be using the terms "decent, good, great, and insane" very deliberately.
In order of goodness in all rows.
F Tier:
Those in F tier have pretty much nothing going for them.
Suplex is weak and constantly makes itself vulnerable.
Kirby is arguably the most skillful character in the game, but has decent damage when played well.
Fighter just has no good moves, its kit is a weak disaster.
Painter is slow and the minions it creates are weak and not versatile. Statue (down up B) is its best move by far, but the slow startup and inability to move during really hinders the move.
Bird has great mobility and lots of i-frames, but super low damage. I-frames don't matter when you're fighting the bosses for hours.
ESP, in order to do any good damage whatsoever, needs to charge it's ball of energy to max, and then manage to hit the enemy without touching anything else first. If you can do that, it's solid. But it's pretty rare that you can do that, and you're very vulnerable while charging.
Chef honestly should have gone at the top of F tier. It's dash midair B is strong and so is its spatula, though a bit boring. However, Chef has a large hurtbox and you can't play as Kirby instead.
D Tier:
D Tier clears are manageable but require almost perfect play. These characters have something going for them, but it usually isn't much and they're heavily outclassed in some way by other characters.
Beam is strong, but struggles due to lack of mobility. All of its attacks are good, but just good.
Staff is held back by the fact that its dash attack is immobile and has very few i-frames. Down-up B and Pole Vault into B are both good, but are outclassed.
Water has a strong attack in its down-up B, which creates a rainbow and does good damage. It also has a projectile that it can stay relatively safe while using. However, the projectile falls to the ground, meaning Water really struggles against enemies that stay high in the air. Anything out of reach of its rainbow attack will be quite a hassle to kill.
Sweep - I somehow cleared true arena with solo sweep, so maybe it's better than I was able to figure out? I tried for a while. It's hold and release B move, which sweeps and then flicks the broom, does good damage. Additionally, its dash attack is decent.
Fire has one decent move - its midair down B, which causes it to roll into an invincible ball of fire. If you use this near the ground, you'll then roll. If used on a big enemy, it can do good damage, but most of the time you won't be doing much damage at all. Barely makes D tier.
C Tier:
These characters are okay. They generally require a very patient and careful playstyle, but can do decent damage.
Rock can do damage. It has invincibility. It even has an up B in this game that is strong! But... well, unless you're playing with friends, you are going to be waiting around in rock form A LOT while playing this character. Waiting as two Bugsys hover around you, waiting for that perfect opportunity... to unrock, and then rock right back up. It's boring. But you can win with it.
Beetle can be strong, but it needs to be very careful about the opportunities it takes to attack, as many leave it vulnerable in end lag.
Hammer is the only copy ability here where you're better off playing as Kirby. Bonkers' hurtbox is big, why not just use Dedede?
Yoyo is like a better Bird. It has lots of mobility and i-frames, but only does decent damage (rather than Bird who does none). Its down up B is good damage on large enemies, but leaves it vulnerable.
B Tier:
Clearing the true arena with these characters will be a challenge, but keep at it and you can succeed for sure! These characters have at least something that is actually GOOD, without drawbacks.
Bomb is safe and does a surprising amount of damage. Simple, but effective, and you can aim which is a perk. Wind and ice weapons are great on this one.
Whip is what Yoyo and Staff want to be. Though it's dash B isn't as mobile as Yoyo's, it does a lot of damage, and has much more i-frames than Staff's. Its down up move does great damage and does not leave it uncomfortably airborne like Yoyo. And like Yoyo, it can grab and throw stars and enemies.
Spider is very safe and fun. All of its moves do good damage, and you can kite enemies and spam your dashing midair B. Webbed enemies that you hit into others will do a lot of damage, and jumping off of webs is a great way to deal with airborne bosses such as Kracko and Void. Spider works well as a teammate when playing with friends for this reason, as your webs can basically function as shields against some attacks. Also particularly noteworthy is that spider has a damage-immune shield (damage-immune shields can still be sucked, blown, and tornado'd) that can be used midair.
Parasol does insane damage with its down B attack, which also grants i-frames. This can be spammed to absolutely decimate health bars, and you can move during it to reposition. Parasol also has great mobility in it's dash B, midair dash B, and midair down B, all three giving i-frames - as well as a decently powerful throw. Parasol struggles most against Hyness, who rarely goes to the ground and as such does not present many opportunities to down B.
Sword has a good dash attack, and a great up B down B combo that can really put in work against larger bosses. It is vulnerable, however, at the end of the combo, and is not great at dealing with midbosses and smaller enemies. It's midair dash B is also good, but not nearly as good as a certain other character. Wind can help Sword by increasing it's mobility.
Plasma is a great ability so long as you don't mind destroying your thumbs! For those who don't know, Plasma in this game works like this: as you move the joystick, Plasma will build up static electricity. This has three levels, and when it's fully charged, it can be fired out as a powerful circular bolt. Until it is used, the static buildup also functions as a shield, and will allow Plasma to warp instead of dodge up to three times. Plasma is good at dealing with Kracko, Void, and Hyness thanks to it's up B, which sends the circular bolt upwards, and is safe against other enemies. But yeah, you have to kill your thumbs. Mine hurt right now.
Cutter is good, but not as good as bomb.
Gooey is just slightly better rock. Most of Gooey's moves don't do much damage. Gooey's rock can be painted. Gooey also has a damage-immune shield, but it doesn't really matter because you might as well rock up.
A Tier
These characters are legitimately good, but there is a lot of variety in exactly how the characters in this category are good. It is organized by how likely you are to be able to clear with them. Now that I'm getting into good characters: I played every character in this category with every single element to deduce which element goes best with each one. I technically have them all tiered, too, but I figured that was too much for anyone to read.
Adeleine's down B's minions do a surprising amount of damage (great), and are quite versatile, even being able to hit airborne enemies such as Kracko and Void. She also has the best shield in the game, completey invincible and unable to be hit by anything to my knowledge (possibly Morpho Knight tornado), and a good air attack option thanks to Ribbon. She doesn't have any i-frames, so she may require a bit of waiting - like Rock, but that's only if you put yourself in that situation.
Susie (Ice) has shots that drop large balls of ice at the end. She easily destroys most bosses with these. Business Suit has i-frames at the beginning of its spin and a very powerful midair down B, also reducing damage and preventing negative status effects. Susie will likely get hit because of her massive hurtbox in Business Suit mode, but it won't matter as much thanks to the damage reduction.
Dark Meta Knight (Fire) has two great moves in his charge Bs. Fire was chosen as the best element for him because it expands the radius of his charge B. His dash and aerial attacks are great, especially if you can land his dash combo. Dark Meta Knight also has a damage-immune shield.
Chilly is surprising in its placement, but its midair B does insane damage and it has a solid kit to boot. Instead of normal dash B, Chilly needs to use dash down B for an briefly invincible and mobile ice ball. Chilly also has a damage-immune shield.
Daroach has a lot of options and all of them are great. Fire bombs destroy Whispy and Kracko, Ice Laser easily clears midbosses and does great damage to everyone else, Squeaks are second only to Adeleine's minions in their effectiveness, and the Triple Star is a great tool for staying safe while dealing good damage. Daroach doesn't have a special shield, but he does have a three-use, chainable warp as opposed to an air dodge, which if used correctly should be able to save you from any bad situation.
Bandana Dee (Ice) is stronger than any other Bandana Dee variant (you may notice a pattern like that...). Bandana Dee's dashing midair b can be spammed and does great damage, like a machine gun, but is held back by the fact that you inevitably touch the ground after 4-6 spears. Bandana Dee's strongest move is probably its down B, which can also serve nicely as a dash attack, as it has great mobility and i-frames. Bandana Dee (Wind) has a good charge B, but wonky throwing spears and lackluster damage output when compared to Ice overall.
Ninja (Ice) has potentially the most DPS in the game. By being near an enemy and pressing and holding B briefly, you do a double slashing move that creates an ice pillar that constantly damages an enemy. You can beat Whispy with this in under 20 seconds! Shurikens are good for hitting faraway enemies, and Ninja is also able to use Substitute Jutsu if it block before getting hit. The reason Ninja is not S tier is because it struggles against airborne enemies and is not able to utilize its full potential unless it catches an enemy standing still. High skill cap, but high reward.
Meta Knight has insane DPS with his dashing midair B spam. Ice and Wind are best, depending on who you're struggling with. Meta Knight can struggle to do damage while also keeping himself safe, and for that reason is best when playing with friends. His down up B, condor dive, grants i-frames and is usable in the air. His counter also does great damage.
Dedede (Shock) has great damage in his kit and a lot of i-frames, including his dash B and iconic down up B. However, he is hindered by his slow movement and large hurtbox.
S Tier
These characters will have no problem clearing if you play them right, but are they broken? Considering what is to come... nahhhh.
Marx (Ice, Wind, Water) has two great moves in his black hole which can do insane damage and is invincible, and his dive which can do great damage and is invincible. Marx pretty much always wants to stay in the air, and his midair B has a lot of variety depending on your element, but it is most notably a very safe move. Marx has a one time warp in the air that can be chained but has to be timed perfectly in order to retain invincibility, and his main drawback is that all of his powerful, i-frame granting moves tend to be pretty vulnerable with end lag. For that reason, Marx needs to be played patiently.
Rick & Kine & Coo have the best dash attacks in the game, both midair and grounded. Rick (grounded) will turn into a mobile rock, completely invincible, dealing a lot of damage, and also able to move, while Kine (midair) has a long spin attack with plenty of i-frames. Rick conveniently also bounces off the top of the heads of enemies, Kine has a projectile that can travel a fair distance but is weak, Rick can melt ice with his fire, Coo can cleanse dirty food with his flop. These guys also have a damage-immune shield.
Taranza is a case where all of his moves are great, but none of them are insane. Put them together, though, and you'll clear bosses safely. Taranza can kind of do several things at once, and I'd recommend down up B + dash B + up B. Utilizing all of this damage at once will destroy bosses quickly. When you don't feel you're safe as Taranza, midair up B and midair down B can give you control and hit from a distance.
SS Tier
Magolor's down up B is insane. He summons a giant sword that takes up the entire screen, then slashes it and hits everything for insane damage while being invincible, then can cancel that sword into itself. He has an invincible dash move, by far the best air dodge in the game, a black hole that he can summon just like Marx, and a powerful fire projectile that can melt ice. And that's not even everything - so how is this not the most broken character in the game?
SSS Tier
Somehow, dear reader, you have made it this far. The best character in Star Allies, even better than Magalor, are the Three Mage Sisters is ZAN MOTHERFUCKING PARTIZANNE. Zan does not care what you can throw at her, she has something to handle it, and chances are she doesn't need to use it. Because Zan's down up B is a giant piercing laser that covers the entire screen, grants i-frames, can be cancelled into itself, does insane damage, and can be moved during. There are just no enemies that can even pose a challenge to this character. There are no enemies that can even damage her. My highest score in Star Allies was me goofing around and playing solo Three Mage Sisters and just repeatedly spamming this move over and over again! The funny thing is, her other moves are good too, and so are her sisters to an extent! But Zan is great because she also has really fast movement as well as a warp similar to Marx and Daroach's. In a pinch she can relocate incredibly quickly, and she has no need for a shield because her warp, when you're used to it, is probably the easiest to chain into itself.
So yeah this was my Star Allies tier list. If you've read this far I'm actually amazed. Thanks. Star Allies is at its most fun, I feel, when playing with friends. If you'd like me to talk in more detail (but not as much as this post) about some friend strategies and which ones are best, such as painting rocks, let me know, I guess.
#will literally be amazed if anyone reads this LOL#but hey#it was fun to make#kirby star allies#kirby#text#long post
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Ok so I just finished Jurrasic Park: Camp Cretacious and honestly? So freaking rad.
Some mini highlights (without spoilers)
Yaz and Sammy are the best (I kept seeing stuff about the LGBT community in the CC fandom and like... idk what that'd about but if I had to genuinely ship anyone in this despite their being children it'd be Yaz and Sammy THEYRE SO CUTE
Kenji had an ACTUAL ARC (my boy got to do so much more this time around THANK YOU FOR LETTING HIM BE IN CHARGE)
Ben is STILL ANNOYING but for genuinely heartfelt reasons (also I was REALLY EXPECTING a big battle between Bumpy and the S-Rex)
Brooklynn and Darius are both awesome as always and the way the finally brought back his dad's love of the Gallimimus was really cute and IT MADE ME KINDA SAD
Now, bumping into spoiler territory here so you've been spoiler warned;
Wu making an actual appearance in S3 was something i genuinely wasn't expecting and seeing more interactions with him snd Brooklynn was really fun actually (Hawke and the mercenaries were generic mercenaries so there they've been honorably mentioned)
I'm not gonna lie S3 did what I wanted Fallen Kingdom to do with the horror element (the way it actually had MORE DEATH felt more like Jurrasic Park, the constant worry about the S-Rex and the utter chaos of the Islands shift in balance was super rad)
This is minor but WHEN WILL WE GET THE SPINOSAURUS BACK YOU ALMOST DID IT WITH THE OURONASURUS YOURE ALMOST THERE
There's more but I don't wanna make this unbearably long so click the read more
Every new dinosaur inclusion was rad, both in refference to other media and just Dinosaurs in general, but I wanna dedicate a moment to talk about the Scorpius Rex (oh look I remembered the name)
Scorpius Rex is everything I wanted the Indoraptor to be. Whereas the Indoraptor felt like a B-Grade version of the I-Rex whereas the Scorpius Rex felt more like an actual character.
Scorpius felt like a genuine threat that no one knew about and then the reveal that *SPOILER* there are 2 S-Rexs *insert Ian Malcolm quote here* was actually a really awesome twist (also the constant threat of Sammy almost dying was a nice touch cause THANK YOU JURRASIC PARK UNIVERSE FOR NOT BEING AFRAID TO ALMOST KILL KIDS)
But there's one thing about the Scorpius I wanna talk about that just sticks with me.
The Scorpius is stated to be the first hybrid before the Indoninous Rex but was kept hidden due to it being unstable, though we're never shown why outside of it being much more aggressive.
Wu goes on record stating it's unstable behavior and appearance are part of why it was kept hidden and like, you can't blame him with the appearance of it at least the I-Rex LOOKS like a semi plausible Dinosaur.
But then I got thinking, what about tbis hybrid could make it so unstable? What DNA was used to make it that could've turned it into a Savage monster?
Well if its a predecessor to the I-Rex we can assume they're mostly similar in DNA Makeup (the official Indominus Rex DNA Makeup consists of Abelisaurus, Carnotaurus, Majungasaurus, Rugops, Giganotosaurus, and Velociraptor DNA)
We also know the I-Rex has other DNA in it such as Cuttlefish , Tree frog, Pit Viper, and Chameleon DNA.
The Scorpius Rex likely had all the same base DNA as the I-Rex (T-Rex, Carnotaurus, Giganotosaurus, and Velociraptor, as well as some unnamed ones we might not be aware of Wu states that it gets its name and poisonous nature from the Scorpion Fish)
And we can see it has some similar traits to the I-Rex such as the Pit Viper and Tree Frog DNA.
But something about just doesn't seem... right. Something about it it seems more unnatural, almost more like a different animal entirely...
I'm almost 100% sure that the Scorpius Rex has Human DNA mixed within that melting pot of a monstrosity.
There's actually a bit of evidence that points to this I think (bare with me)
Look at how it stands and acts.
It doesn't quite stand like a natural dinosaur. You can argue that it stands like hunched over Tyrannosaurus or even a really fucked up Therizinosauria (which is stated to the JP Wiki to be mixed in with the Indominus Rex's DNA)
But even then it still doesn't stand naturally, and if you watch it run/walk it runs almost like a person when they try to run on all fours, it's forearms stretching out further then what most natural Dinosaurs do.
Now consider its intelligence.
This thing is MUCH more intelligent then most of the other Dinosaurs (bordering close to human as is) but that could be excused as the Raptor DNA like with the I-Rex, but it borders closer to human then you'd think it would (I don't have much to say for this one as it can be excused as Raptor DNA)
It's physical appearance
Now it's appearance can be attriebuted to mutplie factors (the shorter face could be a feature inherited from the Giganotosaurus or even the Carnotaurus since they have shorter faces); it's arms could be attributes inherited from anything (Raptor arms, T-Rex arms etc) but what gets me is the fact that it borders on having actual hands (its claws are much longer then any of the species it shares DNA with) and its arms are much longer then a T-Rex or a Velociraptor)n
Now this is a big one for me, but the scream
Alot of animals tend to have borderline human screams/howls and when you hear it in the wild and just think "Who tf is getting murdered rn?" Yeah the Scorpius is like that but worse; every dinosaur in the franchise has been shown to have either a natural sounding roar or even just some really loud growls and or howls. None of them have been shown to really scream or howl. Then the Scorpius just shows up and makes the Deer scream sound weak in comparison; Hell even Kenji makes a comment about it and th3 visible discomfort everyone feels when it screams shows that none of them would have even come close to being prepared for something of that scale.
Finally THIS CONCEPT ART
Anyone who's anyone remembers this concept art, and the idea that accompanied this where they did at one point consider human/dinosaur hybrids. And look me dead in the eye and try telling me there isn't SOME similarity between the S-Rex and this old art.
Thats about the gist of it so I'd like to end this off by saying this:
The Indoraptor is a bitch and the Scorpius Rex is the villain we deserved for Jurrasic World: Fallen Kingdom.
#scorpius rex#jurrasic park#jurrasic world#jurrasic park fallen kingdom#fallen kingdom#the indominus rex#the indoraptor#camp cretaceous#henry wu#netflix#dinosaurs#cartoon analysis#long ass rant
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So I agree with you re the rushed part of the ep. It was, very much so at the end there. However… as was pointed out by the actress whose name I can’t remember but plays Mia on Twitter, apparently SVU is called in in RL to back up hate crimes when they’re short handed so, that’s real.
I think everyone is being a little too quick to say no aftermath for Liv shooting someone when it was literally at the end of the ep and she was clearly affected by it. Maybe give them a chance before we say they’ve brushed it off? Next episode at least.
Finally. I’ve noticed that they’re piling a LOT onto Liv this season. Car crash, injury, retirement being mentioned, McGrath, her threatening to quit, Burton, Elliot related stuff and now this? There were other options, they could’ve easily had Murphy shoot the guy but they didn’t so idk, maybe there’s something going on, a longer term thing that we can’t quite see all of just yet.
Yeah the thing is we've been saying "they're piling a lot on Liv, maybe they're building towards something" since s21. When is that payoff gonna come exactly? Like we've been waiting. The hits keep coming and we keep saying "maybe they're gonna do something with this" and then they don't. They are starting to lose my faith and y'all know how hard I try to look up.
Yeah they could have had Murphy shoot the guy but given how proud WL seems to be that Liv "saved the city"it looks they wanted it to be her bc she's their girl, not bc something is gonna come of it. The reason I'm not super confident that they're gonna follow up on the shooting - which they could! And they should! One line would do it! - is that recently they haven't been following up on anything.
And I am saying that the fact that it was literally at the end with no follow up is the problem. The fact that they didn't give time to have even one of her friends come to her when Declan walked away, the fact that they haven't laid any groundwork for what comes next (and that they have for the last two seasons repeatedly dropped storylines and so given us no reason to believe there will be any "next" is the problem). The fact that it literally just ended with a weird "merry Christmas" that felt so out of place, that it literally just ended with "Olivia finally sees the bad guy who's been pulling all the strings who we don't really know anything about, who she certainly doesn't know anything about, and he's dead one minute later and all her friends walk away from her" was rushed and unsatisfying.
And again!!! Maybe they will touch on it next episode!! You're absolutely right. But you gotta acknowledge how hard it is to have that confidence in the writing team after the last two seasons spent going "maybe they'll address it next week" and them not doing it. You gotta understand why people are frustrated.
And like "that's real" yes, yes it is real, but it is not the focus of this show, and I do not think these writers have the depth to pull off these kind of stories well. SVU is about special victims, and that's not what we had here, and what we did have was not handled with grace. It's not "why would a real life svu cop be there" it's "why did the show make this choice" and it just feels so forced. Like it just feels like the writers don't wanna be writing svu anymore.
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Acceptance (or: Charlie's incident)
Summary: Charlie decides to drink Amortentia, just to see if it could affect him, so he could feel the same things everyone else around him seems to feel. Unfortunately, he didn't check who's Amortentia he was drinking...
Word count: 3.3k (my longest fic so far!)
More about the inspiration for this at the end of the post!
Enjoyy <3
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He didn't plan it.
Well, yes, he thought about it a few times before, but only theoretically. He never intended to try and do something so drastic to change himself.
But he was in the sixth year and he was seventeen and everybody already had too many expectations of him.
They all acted as if they knew everything about him, who he was going to be, what he was going to do... he couldn't change it, he couldn't tell them they're wrong because he didn't know what was right. Yes, he's a kind and caring person. Yes, he sucks at school because he just can't focus or stop daydreaming. He's messy and obsessive and is definitely going to work with dragons after graduation. They all knew it, and so did he. But that's it, the rest was a blur.
He should've felt lucky. At least he always knows what he wants to do after graduation. Some of his friends, like Tulip and Ben, still had no clue, and they were all stressed out about it. But they all somehow fitted in. With the outsiders, yes, but most of the time Charlie felt like he's an outsider even to the outsiders.
Some may say it's because no one has ever seen him wearing any short clothes, not even in the summertime. He always walked around hiding in his big green coat. Or maybe because of his weird specific fears, that no one else seemed to share or to be scared of it as much as he did. Not even Ben. Or probably, because he never dated anyone and never talked about it with anyone. Charlie thought it was all of those things, that made him himself, but, weird. He never hated himself and was quite proud of being different. But in the end, it doesn't matter. Even the proudest quirky kids would choose to be normal - to fit in - if they could. So you can see why now, at seventeen, he felt that desire to fit in.
Every dinner with his family, his mum would nag him to try and find a nice girl. More for herself than for him, really. Because most wizards and witches find their partners at school. All of his friends already started to go out with each other and whatever student they liked at the moment. There were couples everywhere. EVERYWHERE. And he still couldn't figure out what's wrong with him and why he's not interested in any of that. Even the religious kids, the anxious kids, the awkward kids- all talked about their crushes non-stop. Not everyone dated, of course, but they all talked about it, and the pressure was high. All he ever heard around him was sex, kissing, dates and love. Whatever that was.
The worst part was that his friends were actually supportive.
At first, they would beg him to tell them who his secret crush is, which student he liked. They wouldn't listen whenever he told them that he doesn't have one. But they all calmed down after a while and he explained that he just doesn't care about this stuff. He just doesn't.. feel the need. And they accepted it. Accepted him. But now he was just being put in another box. They stopped talking about their crushes with him because they knew he wouldn't understand. And that was just not true. But could he argue with him when it's so clear they know him better than he knows himself?
So that was the situation he was in. That's why after a super frustrating Amortentia class, where everyone around him kept blushing and giggling at the smell of their own and everyone else's cauldrons, where his friends all sent him sad smiles and kept telling him how jealous they are that he has nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed of, where he had to lie and tell Snape fake smells because, of course, he smelled nothing, he just couldn't take it anymore. He decided it was time for a change.
So when the class was dismissed, he stayed nearby. And when Snape left the classroom, he scooped some leftover potion into the weird-shaped glass bottle and drunk it without thinking, without hesitating, and without even knowing who's cauldron it was.
It's Amortentia, after all. The strongest love potion. If it increases those love feelings to others, then he might actually feel something, be somewhat normal.
He felt guilty for doing it and had to stop himself from running to professor Snape so he would give him the antidote right away before anything bad will happen. He knew the potion just cause obsession and trouble, but he had to know, at least for a little while, what's it like to be kind of in love.
At first, he didn't feel anything different. Lunch was normal, Care of magical creatures was normal. He felt dizzy at History of magic, but maybe it had more to do with the boring lesson than the potion itself. Charlie was disappointed but somewhat relieved when still nothing had changed by dinner time.
That is, until, Merula has entered the room.
He forgot that tiny, little, important detail that now he was madly in fake love with whoever brewed that potion. Which was, how unlucky for him, Merula. But now he didn't care about it. All he wanted to do was stay with her from now on and forever.
"Charlie, are you okay? You look a little sick," Barnaby commented about his appearance. "And a bit pale," Tonks added, but Charlie preferred to ignore his friends' concerns. "Have you ate something bad?" Rowan questioned, "is it because of potion class?" That question made him nervous, of course. "N-no! I'm just tired.. w-why would it have to do anything with p-potion class?"
"Because you smelled nothing, right? You're not upset about it, right?" They all looked at him with that same sad-apologetic smile as always. He hated it. Just because he's different doesn't mean he needs to be treated differently. "Guys, I'm fine. I don't care. It doesn't matter. Being yourself is the best thing anyone can be! Why would I want to be anything else but myself?" Maybe he was trying too hard to hide it. He sighed, "please just stop giving me those sorry faces. I don't need your pity, I-"
From the corner of his eye, he spotted Merula leaving the room. "I'll see you tomorrow," he said and hurried up after her.
He couldn't pick up the nerves to talk to her so he just followed her around to the Slytherin house in the dungeons. Then, he had to go to sleep, but he couldn't stop staring at the ceiling, smiling, and dreaming about Merula.
"What's up with him?" Ben asked as he entered their dorm. Jae shrugged, "I think he's been drugged." And when Ben's face showed panic he laughed, "just kidding, he's probably thinking about dragons."
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Normally, Charlie would be tired after sleeping less than six hours, but he had an amazing dream about him and Merula on a date with candles and chocolate and all he wanted was to feel her hand in his own.
"Are you alright, Charlie..? You still look pretty sick," his friends told him at breakfast. "I'm more than fine, I've never felt better," he said with this wide fuzzy exaggerated smile and the fake spark in his eyes. He barely touched his food, he just kept staring at Merula. And his friends noticed.
"Why are you looking at the Slytherin table? Who are you starting at? Awwww did you finally got a crush?" Normally he'd be embarrassed by this question, which always made him feel unease. But this time, he wanted to be with Merula so badly, that he welcomed any help. "It's Merula, can you maybe get her attention? I really want to kiss her! And maybe.. more? I already thought about names for our kids! Human names even! We'll have a perfect life near the dragon reserve!" He babbled.
"What?!?! You can't be serious! That's- that's just- no!!" They were shocked and a bit disgusted. "It doesn't make sense, Charlie.. you hate Merula!" Talbott said, making Charlie angry, "well, maybe you don't know everything about me!" He shouted, and many students' heads turned around to look at him. "Ever thought about it? That maybe I am more than the way you see me? More than the things you see in me?!" He kept shouting, making his friends feel embarrassed, as they lowered their heads. "Yeah, that's what I thought," Charlie frowned. "Now, if you'll excuse me I'm going to ask out Merula!" He shouted this sentence too, causing Merula to look at him, disgusted, and run out of the great hall immediately. He shot one last angry look at his friends, before storming out of the room, after Merula.
"As you all know I'm an expert in love and-" Andre started to say quickly but got cut off by Diego. "I think we can all agree I'm the love expert."
"True," Jacob's sibling said, "you promised to get me dates at the third year and you still haven't! Diego's been more helpful than you.."
Andre was irritated, "That.. that doesn't matter!! Can't you see that Charlie is-"
"Poisoned!" Rowan cut him off, "he's drugged on Amortentia!"
"No way! It's too hard to- oh no! He probably drunk it yesterday after class!" Penny was frightened.
"Dang it, Charlie! What do we do now??"
"We'll have to tell a professor. Even if he'll hate us. We have to do it before he does something stupid like actually making a move on Merula!" Rowan stated, horrified.
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"Merula wait! Please, let's talk!" Charlie shouted, running behind her, and she surprisingly stopped. He caught her a few halls past the great hall, on the way to the dungeons. she almost got away from him. He took her hand and started talking, blushing, stumbling on his words. "I can't imagine my life without you! We will be so perfect together, don't you think? Let's run away and start a family together! Do you like dragons? I was thinking we could live next to the Romanian dragon sanctuary and have at least two kids. Do you like the names Violet and Jade? I think they're perfect! I picked them because it's like your eyes and the Slytherin colour. And also not dragon names! Oh, I feel so safe and happy around you. Can you tell me about yourself and your family and life and beliefs and every little detail possible?" He was now hugging her, clutching to her as close as he can.
"This is unsettling in so many ways, Charlie. Stop it now. I don't know what sick game you're playing but cut it now before I'll have to hex you, or call someo-"
"Game? No, no! This is love, baby! Don't you see it?" Charlie felt heartful, in a way he never felt before. And he liked it, being fearless. Feeling warm and being somehow full of love. "Did someone dared you to do it? Have you been drinking elixir to induce euphoria? Oh no, don't tell me you're-"
"Merula! I'm so sorry for Charlie's behavior." McGonagall called out from the end of the hall, followed by Charlie's friends. "What are you doing here?! Go away! I don't need you! I have my Merula! Don't ruin this for me! I deserve to have love too!" Charlie screamed and clung to Merula even more than before.
"Charles Weasley come with me right now!" McGonagall was furious. No student has ever acted like that.
"No! I'm staying here with the love of my life!" He tried to kiss Merula's hand who just pulled it out of his reach immediately, disgusted and uncomfortable. "Don't talk to me ever again, freak." She said and walked away.
"No! Don't leave me! We can make it work!" Charlie screamed as he hurried up after Merula, who now went from fast walking to running. McGonagall grabbed Charlie's arm and stopped him. "you're coming with me now, I cannot believe you!" she said loudly, disappointed.
"No!!! You can't stop me from being happy and in love! This is me, just go away! I have to get Merula back!" He was hysterical, tears running down his face. He cried so much his head started to ache, but he didn't care. he had to follow Merula. Had to be with her. He'd rather die, give up on dragons even, than not spend every single minute of his life now with Merula.
But McGonagall pulled him away from any hope to fulfill his dreams, all the way to her office. He kept cursing his friends, who looked very ashamed and worried, as he got dragged away from them. None of them laughed at the scene he caused.
"Drink this. NOW." McGonagall ordered, but Charlie refused. "I will not let you drug me and prevent me to have this! Let! Me! Go!" He screamed, caughting McGonagall off guard. But it wasn't the first time something like that happened, it just never got out of hand to be like... Charlie's case.
"Stupify." McGonagall cast the spell on Charlie, with a heavy heart. She hates using magic on students. Still, she poured the love-potion antidote liquid down his mouth and watched as he slowly got back his consciousness. She looked at him, all confused as he tried to remember what happened.
"Who did this to you? Was it Merula? She didn't look quite satisfied with your obsession but that doesn't mean it's not her. So tell me, who drugged you with love potion?" McGonagall asked him in both compassion and anger.
"What? Oh you mean the Amortentia.." he lowered his head, "it was.. me?"
"What?! This is beyond belief, Charlie! Why would you do that to yourself? You know it's a dangerous potion! You know the consequences! I expected better than yo-"
"That's exactly the problem!" He cut her off, rudely, "Everyone always expecting all sorts of things from me! I can't be everyone's version of me! I don't want to! I barely even want to be me! You wouldn't understand but I just had to fit in!!"
Charlie never in his life yelled like that at anyone or anything, especially not a professor. But he didn't care anymore. He was sick of everything. McGonagall was surprised again, it was very unlike him to behave that way.
"I- Charlie, listen." He looked at her a bit worried and ashamed. "You don't need to be fixed. You know that using potions and magic to change yourself is bad, especially if it's illegal.." she gave him an alerting look. "I can't tell you how to feel or who to be, but I want you to know that every person is different than the others and there is absolutely not a thing that is wrong with being yourself. Being different is good-"
"As someone who's been different his entire life, I can assure you it's not. Everyone always says it's wonderful to be extraordinary and different and special and whatever, but even the proudest weirdest kids would choose to be like everyone else and fit in if they could.." Charlie said, focusing on the wall rather than McGonagall's eyes, playing with the zipper of his coat.
"Maybe you need to have more pride, Charlie. You're a very unique person, let those special things about you define you by your choice, instead of being ashamed of them. I encourage you to find that strength to let go of the shame and fear in you and to just.. be yourself."
"Pride is stupid," Charlie murmured quietly, "it's something I had no control over. it's not a drawing I made that I put a lot of effort and time into it, so I'm proud of it. No. It's something I couldn't even choose, something I can't change. There's no pride in having no control."
"Well, could you have chosen to be a Gryffindor?"
"Uh, no, but.." Charlie went quiet, thinking.
"I know, you wanted to be in Gryffindor, but if you happened to be in Hufflepuff, wouldn't you still have some house pride in you?" McGonagall asked him.
"I guess.." Charlie shrugged, still upset.
"We cherish pride in us, based on what we learn from our surroundings as we grow up. But society is not always right. In fact, most of the time it's even wrong. And so, you need to be your own society, sometimes. Be the change you want to see in the world, and even if you're different than the way it seems society tells you to be, it doesn't mean there's something wrong with you. You need to accept yourself just like you would've accepted any of your friends, and just like you would want the world to accept you. Even if you turn out to be completely different than the person you thought you are. understand?"
Charlie nodded. He felt, not for the first time, like McGonagall can read minds. She answered all of his worries and questions and feelings, with her calming words.
McGonagall let him off of his classes for the rest of the day and he decided to write a letter to his family, explaining how he feels. He asked them to be kind and understanding, as he has no control or any choice over his feelings. He wrote down everything that bugged him in the past years. The letter was far too long, and contained seven full written pages. In the end, Charlie decided he won't send it yet. he felt better, but still wasn't ready to face his family's reaction to his incident and different behavior. He felt as if it might disappoint them. it was ridiculous, he knew, they would love him no matter what. Even so, seeing those words, his words, written down in those pages, in his own handwriting, made him smile. It was his choice, to write them, to use them. And he won't let anyone tell him it's wrong.
At dinner, he sat with his friends as usual, worried about what his friends might say. He didn't want them to be worried about him, but he knew they were, after what he did...
"Hey guys, thanks for, uh.. you know... watching out for me.." he said, nervously.
"Sure thing! How are you feeling, Charlie? Better? You're not mad at us for calling McGonagall, right..?" His friends were just as worried as him.
"I'm feeling much better, relieved. I don't know what I would've done if you didn't call McGonagall.. you really saved me.."
He could see Merula sitting next to Ismelda, and glaring at him, furiously.
"You could've chosen a better person to fake fall in love with," Andre joked.
"Yeah, even in this I didn't have a choice or any luck," Charlie laughed, a bit uncomfortable as this subject was still upsetting sometimes.
"How much trouble did you get to from that talk with McGonagall? We haven't seen you all day, so we figured you've got punished real hard.." Ben said, carefully.
"Well, I need to write an apology letter for Merula.. but I got off easy."
"Your mother's not going to like it.." he heard one of them saying, but even that part was okay.
"McGonagall promised not to tell my parents if I'll agree to meet her once a week and talk to her about what's bothering me, instead of bottle it inside me... she wants me to have more pride, and she trust me to choose the right time for me to tell my parents about this incident."
His friends smiled at him, and he smiled at them back.
He tried not to feel nauseous, remembering how foolishly he acted that day, convinced he has to fit in. He still sometimes thought it would be better for him to be like the rest. But he can't. So when he felt that way, he reminded himself of McGonagall's words and named all the good things in his life, and the things he does have control over.
Charlie knew from the moment he drunk the Amortentia, that life might not be easy for him, always having to be the odd one out.
But it was his own life, and he should be proud of what he has.
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Wow! Finally! I had this idea for like a year and I've been trying to write it ever since, so this definitely took time...
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I really like how it turned out, I hope you'll like it too. This is how I see Charlie.
The fic was inspired by another beautiful fanfic (here's a link) where Charlie almost drinks the potion but ends up not doing it.
Even though it's not canon, to me, Charlie is the closest thing we have to an aromantic and asexual representation, and it's just so, so important to have that. It took me years to feel comfortable with me being like this, I'm still working on it, and I think a big part of it is because we don't see anything about it in the media or anywhere else really.
Self-acceptance is harder when it comes to aros and aces because it's just so different than other romantic/sexual orientations, it's hard to define lack of attraction, but it doesn't mean it's bad!
Everyone is valid, and I know knowing this doesn't make it immediately better, but it helps to remember it. I don't want people to be afraid of who they are, to feel like they need to be fixed, to have to hide away.
So now, it's the end of pride month but you and I- we're still here! And we can still shine bright and be proud of ourselves for coming so far! The truth is always right, don't be afraid of it. 💜💚
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#charlie weasly#hphm fanfic#hphm fanfiction#harry potter fanfic#harry potter#harry potter fanfiction#aroace charlie weasley#acceptance#asexuel#aromantic#tge representation I needed#idk what to tag as always
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Pho IS one of the best soup dishes out there that's true. I just prefer a heavier (?) broth so the soup that shan't be named takes first place for me. SAME tho (as you may have noticed lol) I could probably eat soup every day of my life and not get tired of it~ Especially with a bowl of rice on the side <3 And those sound amazing! would you mind sharing the recipe for both? I can't cook to save my life but I'm willing to try 🔥 (I honestly just like signing with the 🥢 emoji it's kinda pretty)
That's fair lol I think i prefer pho just because i like a lighter broth and pho is light but still super packed w flavor? but yeah literally that was my lunch today, soup and rice haha
and yes!! i'll put it under the cut so that those uninterested do not have to scroll past an entire recipe hehe
all my broth recipes r pretty much the same, regardless of your base (chicken, lamb, pork, whatever)!
wash your base (esp if it has meat attached), and then throw it in your pot and fill it almost all the way up w water. im a true asian which means i never measure (LOOOL) but usually i get a big stock pot and I want the like whole bottom to be covered with my bones/meat, and then just fill it a few inches from the top with water. Lots of water. it'll be heavy.
Heat on HIGH until it's just reached a rolling boil, then take it off and dump it all down the drain. this clears all the weird gunk you don't want, like blood clots and other shit, and also makes it so the broth doesn't taste so strongly of, well, meat. rinse it a couple times to make sure all the weird floaties are gone, then add a couple knobs of fresh ginger and fill it back up again.
Heat on high until it boils, then take it down to like just above a simmer. I usually stir in my spices here; it depends on what flavor profile you're going for but I usually do a healthy pour of: salt, black pepper, white pepper, ginger powder, garlic powder, onion powder (esp if you don't have actual onions to put in at the end!), chinese five spice, and maybe a touch of coriander if you have it on hand. it's a good idea to taste test as u go, but like, don't burn yourself.
Let it simmer for at least 3-4 hours; add any aromatics near the end that you want, like a yellow onion, shallots, or scallions.
You can leave it out on the stove overnight as long as it's not particularly warm, just be sure that if you stick anything in it, even a clean ladle, you bring it to a boil before leaving it!
Usually, the first morning after you leave it out/leave it in the fridge, you'll notice a thick layer of fat that's congealed on top. You can keep this if you like a richer broth, but I find that it makes your broth super oily, and even without it, most broths are still pretty heavy. Sometimes I opt to scrape about 3/4 of it away and leave the rest. the only exception i've found is chicken broth, as chicken tends to be lower in fat. Unless you're going for a thin, low-fat option, I would skip skimming your chicken broth altogether.
And that’s pretty much it! I usually will keep the stock pot and just dish a smaller amt out into a normal saucepan for meals. If you're doing the lotus root, just, yk, boil the lotus root in water beforehand since they are quite thick and i think it's nicer for them to be soft when they're in soup instead of crunchy, etc etc.
If you're doing chicken, I usually just get a whole chicken (cut into parts) + extra drumsticks, and throw everything in the pot except for the dark meat. i marinate the dark meat in salt for a day to make it tender, and then put small pieces of it in when im heating the soup for a meal <3
this same method can be applied when u r making something more complicated, like beef noodle soup, ramen, or pho, it's just that there are extra steps lol (esp w pho. still haven't really figured that one out lol)
anyway clearly i can talk about cooking and soup all day so if u have questions or just want to rave abt ur fave soups, please hit me up hahaha
#me: writes an essay on how to make good homemade broth SNWEKJFDH#i really am an asian auntie atp....#but it really is a good skill bc as long as u have like. fuckin. noodles and some form of veggie lying around#or just. rice.#it feeds one person for like four days straight#if youre taking soup for all your meals lol#which is really nice!#mail#🥢 anon#and yeah if u wanna just sign it w the emoji only do it bc i'll still know + it saves u characters
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Would you be able to write a lil fic from Kev's POV of Yev's christening party? I just know Kev would find Mickey's "guess what we've been doing, daddy" monologue hilarious. And maybe Kev notices Ian and Mickey being super soft after and realizes they're actually really good for each other?
An incensed roar; a table tossed aside; the sound of glass smashing, and of fists against flesh. Kevin Ball takes a deep breath and closes his eyes and reaches for nirvana. Or for enlightment. Or whatever. He isn't really clear on that whole bit. But he's calm, he's cool, breathing slowly, this is all good, shit was the noise of someone's neck snapping, no, no, he didn't hear that, it's peace, love, all that crap, he's so relaxed –
Shit, this is hard.
Fortunately, someone must have called the police and the police must have been nearby because it's just minutes before the cops storm in to haul off both Terry and Mick. The amount of damage done to the bar is still pretty impressive, Kev sees when he finally opens his eyes with a sigh of relief, but that's okay; the Milkoviches are usually surprisingly good about actually paying for that stuff. It's one of the reasons Kev doesn't mind them hosting their parties here, in spite of said parties ending in brawls as often as they don't.
The other reason is that they'd probably burn the bar down if he tried to refuse them.
Kev looks up from the sad remaints of a chair to catch sight of Ian slipping out the door, after the cops and their captives. There's this look on his bloodied face, something fierce and determined and grimly triumphant, and Kev can't help but frown, suddenly a little uneasy.
Thing is, maybe he should have seen it earlier. He knows he's not the brightest tool in the shed; he's okay with that. He's got V to do the sharp thinking, and besides, Kevin Ball ain't stupid about people. He notices things, and looking back, there's been all these little hints, shit Mickey's said and done in the past few months, and there's that thing he heard from a grumpy Lip about Mickey staying over at the Gallagher house ever since Ian came home. And okay, maybe he'd found that a bit weird, but Kev's been little busy lately by small things like becoming a father, so maybe he hasn't had too much time to worry about where his business partner might be putting his head down, okay. A man can only have so many things on his mind at once. Three maybe. He thinks he's read that somewhere. Or V told him.
But yeah, maybe he should have seen it earlier, but he hadn't. Doesn't get it until he sees them having a clearly heated but quiet conversation over by the side of the bar just before Terry shows up; then something finally clicks. Not quite into a certainty, but into enough of one that he's compelled to slide Ian a shot when Mickey runs off to greet his dad, and isn't exactly shocked when Mickey turns the music off to make his declaration.
Good for you, Mickey, Kev has just enough time to think before Terry charges at his son like a deranged bull and all hell breaks loose. Not that Kev paid any attention to that, because he's a conscienctious objector now; he doesn't only not do violence, he doesn't even see violence.
Now that calm's been restored to the bar, everyone but the most persistent drunks has gone outside to watch the arrest unfold, so Kev follows suit. It's freezing cold, the way only Chicago in winter can be, but he doubts either Terry or Mickey can feel the chill; they're still straining to get at each other, struggling against the police holding them down, and screaming blue murder.
”Get out of my house, you pole-smoking queer!” Terry bellows, but whatever hold he once had over his son must have broken because Mickey doesn't even hesitate, and there's a wild sort of glee in his voice as he calls: ”Fuck you, don't worry about it! I've been staying at Ian's since you've been in the can, bitch! Guess what we've been doin', daddy! We've been fuckin'! And I take it! He gives it to me good and hard and I fuckin' like it.”
That's more than Kev ever wanted to know about Mickey's sex life, really, but he still can't help but grin as Mickey humps the car, giving emphasis to his words. ”Fuck you, I suck his dick and I fuckin' love it.”
Mickey's always been an expressive bastard, unafraid to speak his mind. Kev finds it both hilarious and worthy of respect, though upon reflection maybe there's a few things Mickey has actually been afraid to speak of, after all. Until now, at least.
Good for you, Mickey, he thinks, again.
The cops take Terry away; the guests filter back inside. The place is a mess and the object of the celebration has long since been whisked away by his mother but that's no reason to break up a party on the South Side, so Kev alternates wiping up blood with serving beer after beer after shot of cheap liquor. Everyone seems to be in high spirits; nothing like a good old-fashioned brawl to get the blood pumping on a cold winter's night, and the story of Mickey Milkovich coming out to the whole bar at his own son's baptism party is a good enough story to last a few retellings.
Ian and Mickey are nowhere to be seen, Kev notes, and again there's that sense of unexpected unease, of worry. He remembers Ian's face covered in blood, the hard look there transforming him from the earnest kid Kev's known since he was in elementary school and into someone he's not sure he knows at all. Ian's scrappy, like all the Gallaghers; bit of a punk at times, and way into that Army crap of course, but at heart he's always been gentle. Hardworking, and caring, and soft in the way none of his siblings were; a good kid, for all that he's gotten himself in a bit of trouble lately, though Kev's not entirely caught up on that.
And now Ian's gone and gotten himself involved with Mickey Milkovich, who is about as far from a good kid as it's possible to get.
That's not to say that Kev doesn't like Mickey. The guy's funny, he has some good ideas and great initiative; he makes things happen, like that whole rub-and-tug business (okay, so maybe there's been a few misunderstandings about how they're to split the money and whatever, but apart from that, Kev's got no complaints about having Mickey for a partner). He also pays for his beer and isn't a bad drunk, both things a bartender knows how to appreciate. So yeah, Kev likes Mickey just fine... but he's not sure he likes him just fine as Ian's boyfriend.
Truth is, while Kev's not scared of Mickey – c'mon – he's not not scared of him either. Sure Mickey's about half his size, but he's ruthless and kind of crazy and has access to fuck know how many guns (that he actually knows how to use, unlike Kev), not to mention a whole bunch of brothers and cousins and whatever he can call upon. He's a criminal, the real kind, and it's probably only a matter of time before he follows his father and his brothers into big boy jail. Kev doesn't judge – you do what you need to get by, and it's bad practise for a barkeep to look down at his patrons anyway – but he can't help but wonder what it'll mean for a kid like Ian to get caught up in all that hardcore Milkovich madness.
For one, he's not sure gentleness can survive it very long, and he'd hate to see Ian lose that kind heart of his; hate to see him freeze and harden. He'd hate to see him give up on his dreams too, though maybe it's too late for that already, 'cause of what happened with the Army and that helicopter...
It occurs to Kev that Ian ran away just after Mickey married Svetlana.
Oh, shit. This must have been going on for years. Gallaghers have always been attracted to trouble, Kev supposes. He tries to stay out of it, for the most part. Live and let live – and let V be the one to make the off-hand judgemental comments or give it to someone straight if need be. Sure, Kev's been there to throw some advice Lip's way when Lip's been particularly stubborn about something or someone, but there's no way he's getting involved in this. Word got back to Mickey that Kev had tried to meddle in his love life, no talk of peace and love and overflowing plates of cabbage would save him from a bullet to the head, and his kids are not gonna grow up without a father.
It'll probably be fine anyway. Not like he begrudges Mickey a bit of happiness, and Ian's a tough kid. He can take care of himself.
It'll be fine.
Kev keeps telling himself that as he starts shooing the last remaining guests out.
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He catches sight of them just a little later, when he's finally done getting the priest – half a bottle of vodka and two hookers in on his road to heaven on Earth – out the door, and is taking out the trash.
They're laughing. Through the blood and broken teeth, they're laughing. Ian winces with it, clearly in pain, and Kev considers heading over to ask if they're okay, if they need, well he's not sure, an ice pack or someone to walk them home or something.
He imagines Mickey reacting to that latter suggestion and reminds himself of his decision not to leave his daughters fatherless.
Ian and Mickey has stopped laughing, stopped talking, now (and if Kev had been an introspective kind of guy he might have paused to wonder at how easy it is to think of them like that, as one unit, as a couple, Ian and Mickey). Mickey's head is sagging slightly; Ian's looking at him with an intensity Kev can pretty much feel, even from twenty feet away and with Ian's back turned toward him. He knows he should go inside and leave them to whatever it is they've got going here, but he can't quite look away, his concern mingling with curiosity.
As he watches, Ian rises. He walks over to Mickey and slings an arm around his shoulder in half a hug, before softly running his fingers through the other boy's hair and bending down to press a brief kiss to the top of his head. There's nothing sexual about it; it's affection and comfort, offered easily.
Offered gently.
Mickey doesn't shy away from the touch. He leans into the hug; there's a faint smile on his lips as Ian pulls away, and it comes to Kev then that maybe it won't be Mickey's ruthlessness that tempers Ian's gentleness, but the other way around. Maybe Ian saw something underneath all that sneer and swagger that no one else could see, but was always there.
Maybe it really will be fine. Kev thinks maybe he believes it now.
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A/N: Thank you for the prompt, nonnie! <3
I'm very happy you clearly specified 'lil' because yes, this I can do! Tiny little things I can mostly make happen! Might take me a while, but still. :) It was very interesting and rather more challenging that I had expected to try to get into Kev's head during these moments (though it gave me an excuse to rewatch all of Kev and Mickey's scenes in season 4, which was a delight!). I hope it's somewhere in the vincinity of what you envisioned, even if it didn't really get into why Ian and Mickey would be really good for each other; I think that's a realization that comes to Kev bit by bit over the years. Would love to see some scenes with him and Mickey in season 11.
This ficlet incidentally got me thinking about how the people of the South Side would distinguish between 'regular' people who don't mind breaking the law when given the opportunity and 'real' criminals who makes a living by actively doing so. Seems like it'd be a fine line at times...
Oh, and I do know that tools in the shed tend to be sharp rather than bright, but think that Kev is the sort to mix up expressions (and I feel the need to point this out since I'm not confident enough in my English to trust that this kind of thing will come across as intentional :p).
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Have you ever been in love? Its Tuesday, October 12th and I'm in love. Hes so cute and he makes me laugh all the time with how stupid and cute he is I really like him and I like spending time with him. His last name has got "blue" in it but his eyes are green and they're the prettiest goddamn eyes I've ever seen, like a light greenish colour, hard to describe. I like looking at his face and listening to him call me a nerd. He makes me feel like I love him! Like happy nervousness fluttering inside me but also i know I'm safe with him. His voice, his stupid jokes, everything about him I love. I cant exactly tell him all this though,,, I've already boosted up his ego enough 😅 but fuck it, it's TRUE, I feel like I love him. I hung out with him today and I went home smiling to myself thinking about him. Even though we didnt do any sex stuff really, I still really like to spend time with him, and it hasn't happened yet but like I know I wont regret anything I do with him because I'm pretty much 100 percent sure that I love him and trust him... I love to hug him just,,,, just hug him. I love to kiss his stupid pretty face and look into his eyes and when he touches me I get this rush. This all sounds so cringe but I really really love him and I'm getting emotional over it like I feel like I'm gonna cry from how much I like him oh shit I AM crying fuck okay... but yeah I love him and maybe I'm not the absolute best at showing him that but it's true, it's there, I love him.... and I'm pretty sure he likes me back at least, I mean hes nice to everyone but a little teasingly mean to me (seemingly specifically???) Which kinda feels special lol idk that's cheesy though, also when I told him I liked him he said he had a crush on me too... look, I dont know. Maybe I cant insult him well or beat him in Mortal Kombat or Super Smash Bros or pick up my vape from the floor without falling over off his bed and fucking up my glasses but WHATEVER!!! it doesnt matter to me. He IS better than me, literally in every way. Maybe my insults arent on par with his, my jokes arent either, my musical ability isnt either, my looks aren't either, my strength isnt either... but let it be that way. I dont mind. We're always trying to one up each other and he always wins but it doesnt even matter that much to me anymore if he wins. Let him win. He's meant to. I love him. Jesus. It's really quite the fucking feeling to have. I just wanna hold onto him and kiss him and tell him I love him, show him I love him because I do. It's such a strong feeling. Its lighting my heart ablaze. Everything he does I admire. Even when hes just being stupid (so pretty much always) I love him. Fuck, I wish he knew. I wish he really knew that I when I said "I love you" I fuckin meant it.
I swear to god,,, I hope he doesnt think I'm too much for this. Like, I know he wanted something chill and I hope he doesnt find it weird that I actually like him. I WASNT SUPPSOED TO EVEN LIKE HIM IN THE FIRST PLACE IT JUST HAPPENED!!! IT ALL JUST FUCKING HAPPENED AND I FELL IN LOVE AND I HAVE THIS HUGE FUCKING CRUSH ON HIM!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
Also did I mention hes really hot? Yeah I proabably did already but fuck it hes super hot and I'm into him!!! And I just.,..,,., I'm literally going insane over him yall dont even understand.
Or do you? Have you ever been in love?
I think now I have.
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critical hit - chapter 3 [they're taking the hobbits to isengard]
When Sting tells Natsu that one of his friends from school is going to be joining their weekly Dungeons & Dragons game, Natsu isn’t impressed - their table is already full. But while Natsu and Gray’s in-game characters clash completely, Natsu finds that real-life Gray might not be that bad after all.
Chapter Summary: D&D night gets unexpectedly cancelled, but Natsu wants to hang out with Gray anyway.
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Pairings: Natsu/Gray, Sting/Rogue
Tags: Modern AU, Dungeons & Dragons, Role-Playing Games, Awkward Flirting, ADHD Natsu, Geek Gray
*i know i haven’t updated this in two whole years (my bad) but i finally got inspiration so thanks for your patience and enjoy <3*
*link to ao3 in the comments cause tumblr keeps fucking up my posts*
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“I’m stoked for this fight tonight!” Natsu grinned at Gray, who was curled up in the passenger seat of Natsu’s car, looking out the window at the slowly setting sun. “We’re gonna kick this thing’s ass.”
“I dunno about that,” Gray replied, fiddling with his necklace. Natsu couldn’t quite make out what the pendant was. “We’re all nearly dead and out of magic. We might be fucked.”
“Pfff,” Natsu scoffed, pulling out of the Starbucks parking lot and heading towards home. “Maybe with that attitude. Don’t worry, we’ll pull a win out of this. We always do! Did I tell you about the time we dropped a house on a dragon?”
Gray shook his head and Natsu launched into the story, complete with wild hand gestures and sound effects. He could feel Gray’s gaze on him as he listened intently, even when the retelling took several unexpected detours. It made something warm grow in Natsu’s chest. Most people in his life were used to his rambling, chalking it up to his ADHD and excitable nature. They usually tuned him out after a while, though, or nodded along while drifting off to something else.
Gray listened, though. He’d shifted in his seat to face Natsu, knee tucked under his leg, coffee held between both hands, and Natsu could feel the deliberate way he followed Natsu’s words. It made Natsu feel important.
He’d just wrapped up another story where they had accidentally created a super-intelligent zombie when both of their phones pinged.
“It’s Sting,” Gray said. “So sorry guys, I can’t make it tonight, work called me in last minute. Can we reschedule for next week?”
Natsu felt a flood of disappointment wash through him as he glanced over at Gray, whose brow was furrowed as he stared at his phone. He was so cute – he had gotten his eyebrow pierced at some point during the week, and it made him even more adorable.
“Well,” Natsu said, chewing on his lip. “That sucks.”
An awkward silence filled the car. Natsu really didn’t want to drive Gray home – he’d been waiting all week to see him, and when Natsu had picked him up, the shy smile Gray had given him had made Natsu feel breathless.
“Well, I don’t—did you wanna, uh…” Gray trailed off, tugging at a loose thread from the hole in his jeans. “I mean I don’t have any, uh, plans? Obviously, since we had—I mean, so maybe we, um, we could…”
“They put all the Lord of the Rings movies on Netflix,” Natsu said quickly, before he could chicken out. For once he was glad for the lack of filter between his brain and his mouth. “Wanna get takeout and watch one of them?”
Before the anxiety could set in, Gray glanced up and gave him a soft smile. “Yeah,” he said. “I’d like that.”
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Gray’s favorite food turned out to be sushi.
“You’ve never had sashimi before?” he asked once they’d gotten back to Natsu’s place and unpacked the takeout onto the living room table.
“Is that the rice?” Natsu asked as he settled down cross-legged on the floor. “Or the fish?”
“The fish,” Gray said, pointing at the slices of raw salmon. “It’s good, I promise.”
Natsu gave him a dubious look, then frowned at the chopsticks that Gray handed him. “You’re gonna think I’m totally uncultured,” he said as he peeled off the wrapper, “but I’ve never used chopsticks.”
“It’s not hard,” Gray reassured him. Natsu fumbled with the wooden sticks, glaring at them as he tried to get them to move. “Here,” Gray said, moving closer to Natsu and reaching out for his hands. “Like this.”
Natsu’s breath caught in his throat when Gray’s fingers touched his, settling the chopsticks between them and showing him where his thumb should go. Gray’s hands were cold, and each small touch made Natsu’s heart jump. His cheeks flushed hot when he dropped the chopsticks again, and this time it had nothing to do with clumsiness.
“I, uh, might have to stick to forks,” Natsu said with a nervous laugh. Gray was close enough to him that he could smell his shampoo – something light and fruity that made Natsu want to lean in and run his fingers through Gray’s hair. It looked so soft.
As if reading Natsu’s thoughts, Gray pushed his hair out of his eyes and tucked it behind his ear. Natsu’s eyes followed the movement, and when Gray’s gaze met his, he quickly looked back down at the food, hoping the heat in his cheeks wasn’t visible.
“That’s okay,” Gray said, and it took Natsu a second to realize that he was talking about the chopsticks and not the staring. “You can eat the rolls with your fingers.” He pointed at the second container. “Those ones don’t have fish in them. Just yams.”
“I’ll try the fish,” Natsu said before he could stop himself. He was glad Sting wasn’t here to tell Gray that Natsu had sworn off seafood ten years ago after going fishing with their grandfather and crying when he’d had to gut the salmon they’d caught.
It ended up being better than he’d expected, despite the strange texture.
“I haven’t had sushi in a while,” Gray admitted once they were done the meal. “I ate it every day in Japan.”
“You lived in Japan?” Natsu asked as he stuffed the styrofoam containers back into the plastic bags.
Gray nodded. “Yeah, I was there for an exchange program for a year. I’m from Montréal originally, though.” The soft way he said the word let Natsu finally place the soft accent he’d noticed every once in a while. Of course Gray was bilingual. Was there anything about him that wasn’t perfect?
“That’s awesome,” Natsu said. “When did you move here?”
“Six months ago, for school.” Gray crossed his legs, tucking his feet underneath him as he shifted on the couch cushion. “It’s really different here.”
“I can imagine,” Natsu said. “Have you made it down to Gastown yet? Rogue likes sushi and he says there’s lots of good places down there.”
“Oh, no, I haven’t.” Gray smiled as Natsu’s cat Happy hopped up onto the couch and rubbed himself against Gray’s legs. “I, um… I haven’t really been out too much. By myself.” He ran his finger behind Happy’s ears, who purred happily. “I’m a little—I get kind of anxious. Sometimes. To go alone.”
“I could take you,” Natsu offered before he could stop himself. “There’s so many places here you’d love – Granville Island’s amazing, they’ve got markets and this awesome café, and you’d probably like the art gallery there too. And if you haven’t been to the beach – well, beaches, there’s so many of them, and if you go to Stanley Park you can walk or take a bike, and there’s a…” He trailed off at the overwhelmed expression on Gray’s face. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to—”
“I’d like that,” Gray said, keeping his eyes fixed on Happy as a small smile crept across his face. “To go, I mean. With you.”
“Oh.” Natsu couldn’t hold in a grin. “Cool. It’s a date, then.”
Gray finally looked up at him and Natsu’s cheeks flushed when he realized what he’d said. Before Gray could reply, Natsu grabbed the remote from the table and thrust it into Gray’s hands.
“You can, uh, pick one. Of the movies,” he said as he pushed himself to his feet. “On Netflix. I’m gonna make popcorn.”
Natsu darted into the kitchen and exhaled, rubbing his face. His phone buzzed and he pulled it out of his pocket.
holy pain in the ass: you’d better be on a date, loser
Natsu groaned – of course Sting had done this on purpose, the asshole.
pyro-manic: you’re a jackass and a liar
holy pain in the ass: i think you mean ‘you’re welcome’
Natsu glared at the screen for a minute, trying to come up with something witty but eventually just shoving his phone back in his pocket.
When he headed back into the living room with the popcorn, Gray was still petting Happy, who had curled up in his lap and was purring contentedly. He’d taken off his hoodie and had rolled the sleeves of his World of Warcraft shirt up just enough that Natsu could see the never tell me the odds tattoo that wound around his wrist.
Natsu tried not to stare. Everything about Gray made him feel like he was thirteen with his first crush all over again. He’d dated other people before, obviously, but none of them were quite like Gray. There was something about him – a shy but carefree enthusiasm for the things he loved that drew Natsu in. It didn’t matter what kind of pop culture references Natsu made, Gray picked up on all of them. He could finish the movie quotes Natsu had memorized, knew all the best cards in Magic, had seen every anime that Natsu loved, and didn’t even tease him about his taste in music.
Natsu’s phone buzzed in his pocket again, drawing him out of his thoughts, and he ignored what he was sure was another text from Sting.
“I hope you don’t mind the subtitles,” Natsu said to Gray, gesturing at the screen as he sat down next to – but not quite touching – Gray. “I always have them on. It’s like, a thing, with my ADHD – auditory processing something? It just makes it hard to catch everything sometimes, the subtitles help.”
Gray nodded, scratching behind Happy’s ears. “It doesn’t bother me,” he said. “I usually have them on, too. It helped me when I was learning English.”
“Awesome.” Natsu took the remote and hit ‘play,’ then settled back against the couch as ‘Fellowship of the Ring’ started to play.
Natsu was glad he’d seen the movie at least ten times, because the only thing he could focus on was Gray. He couldn’t stop thinking about Sting’s text, about the word date, about the fact that he hadn’t felt like this about anyone in years. Natsu’s life was full of people – he was outgoing by nature – but none of them made him feel like Gray did.
They finished the popcorn quickly and Natsu leaned forward to set the bowl on the coffee table. When he settled back into the couch, he was certain Gray leaned into him a little. He held his breath, shifting as if to get comfortable, and ended up right next to Gray with their shoulders pressed together. It sent a thrill through Natsu and he tried his best to ignore the part of him that insisted he was not a teenager anymore and it was silly to get worked up over this. He tried to focus on the movie instead.
“You have my sword,” Aragon said on screen.
“And you have my bow.”
“And my axe.”
“And my vuvuzela,” Gray murmured absently.
Natsu burst out laughing, immediately struck by the ridiculous video he hadn’t seen since in years. “Oh my god,” he said, nudging Gray’s shoulder with his as Gray’s cheeks turned pink. “You’re such a dork.” Before Gray could take offense, he added, “In a good way. I know exactly what you’re talking about and now I’m gonna have that song stuck in my head for the rest of the night.”
Gray laughed. “I just can’t take that scene seriously anymore,” he admitted. “My sister and I used to watch all of these movies on Christmas and quote along to it… it got pretty silly. And took forever ‘cause we’d watch all the extended editions in one sitting.” He played with his necklace as he talked, keeping his eyes on the screen.
Natsu was about to ask why they didn’t do it anymore but stopped himself when he remembered what Sting had mentioned when he’d first invited Gray to join D&D. Gray’s sister had died unexpectedly just before he’d moved here, and Gray didn’t like talking about it.
“We can watch them all if you want,” Natsu offered instead. Gray’s expression shifted and Natsu wasn’t quite sure what it meant – he was hard to read even when they weren’t talking about personal things. But then the corner of his lip curled up in a tiny smile and he nodded.
“If you can sit still that long,” he teased.
Natsu laughed. “Yeah, I might end up upside-down or something at some point. But that’s okay.”
Gray’s smile got a little wider. “I’d like that,” he said softly.
“Okay,” Natsu said. He tried his best to keep a huge grin from creeping across his face. “Cool. Yeah. Me too.”
~
Natsu managed to sit fairly still until about halfway through ‘The Two Towers.’ They’d had plenty of breaks – including one where they’d pulled up ‘They’re Taking the Hobbits to Isengard’ on Gray’s phone and sang along until they were both laughing hysterically – but it was getting difficult to not fidget. He was about to ask if they could take another quick break when Gray shifted and the back of his hand brushed Natsu’s.
Natsu immediately froze, all restless thoughts banished from his head as he focused on the sensation of Gray’s knuckles against his. They’d been moving closer and further apart all evening, bumping shoulders and knees, but this didn’t feel like an accidental touch. Something about it was deliberate, and this time Gray wasn’t moving away.
Heat sparked in Natsu’s stomach and he stared down at their hands, hoping to hell that he wasn’t misreading Gray’s intentions as he returned the touch. He heard Gray’s soft intake of breath, and several nearly unbearable seconds passed before Gray shifted closer and slid their fingers together. He was warm against Natsu’s side, and when he carefully tipped his head onto Natsu’s shoulder, Natsu was certain that Gray could hear the frantic slamming of his heart.
He exhaled as quietly as he could as he ran his thumb down the side of Gray’s hand, enjoying the soft noise that Gray made in response. His hair tickled Natsu’s cheek, soft and fine, and when Natsu rested his cheek against the top of Gray’s head, Gray hummed happily and cuddled closer.
The uncertainty that had been following Natsu around all night immediately vanished as he let himself relax against Gray, squeezing his hand gently as they pressed against each other. It felt so right. Natsu hadn’t realized how long it had been since he’d cuddled anyone until they were both comfortable and breathing in tandem. He felt more relaxed than he had in years.
The movie kept playing but Natsu barely paid attention. His brain, always in overdrive, immediately started to whether or not he should kiss Gray, if that was moving too fast, if he should maybe put his arm around Gray or whether or not that would be a cheesy high school romcom move. Gray solved the issue a few minutes later by stretching and nudging Natsu’s arm up, then curling up against him.
“I can hear you thinking,” Gray said quietly as the battle for Helm’s Deep raged on in the background. “Or panicking. I can’t tell.”
“I’m not panicking.” Natsu wasn’t sure if he was lying or not.
“Okay.” Gray rested his head against Natsu’s collarbone. “Good.”
The movie came to an end not long after that, but Gray didn’t move. He ran his fingers up Natsu’s arm instead, touching the scar that Natsu had gotten after a motorcycle mishap years ago. Gray traced patterns between Natsu’s freckles, then ran his hand back down and touched Natsu’s palm.
“Are we—”
“Is this—”
They both laughed as they talked at the same time, and Gray shifted until he was looking up at Natsu and they were nearly cheek-to-cheek. Warmth sparked in Natsu’s stomach and he leaned in, nudging Gray’s nose with his own. There was a moment of anticipation where neither of them moved, and then Gray closed the distance and pressed their lips together.
The heat in Natsu’s chest spread as Gray kissed him, rushing across his cheeks and down to his fingertips. He made a soft sound, tipping his head and pulling Gray closer until they were facing each other. Slowly, he reached out and brushed Gray’s hair out of his face, running his fingers through the silky strands. It was just as soft as it looked.
When Gray finally pulled back, his cheeks were flushed pink and he didn’t quite meet Natsu’s eyes.
“I, um…” He bit his lip uncertainly.
“I really like you,” Natsu said quickly before he could change his mind. “Like. A lot.”
“Oh.” A small smile worked its way across Gray’s face. “Good. I like you too. Also a lot.”
Natsu laughed, leaning back in and kissing Gray’s nose. “Sting did this on purpose,” he said, gesturing to his phone that was sitting on the coffee table. “He’s an idiot, but I’m kinda glad he did.”
“Me too.”
Natsu ran his fingers through Gray’s hair again, then pulled him in for another kiss. It was soft and sweet, but Natsu’s stomach still sparked with excitement at the touch. Gray was warm everywhere they pressed together, and Natsu never wanted to let go.
Gray pressed one more kiss to Natsu’s lips, then his cheek, then pressed their foreheads together. “I haven’t dated anyone in a long time,” he admitted, cheeks flushed pink. “I just… can we take it slow?”
“Of course,” Natsu said quickly. He kissed the tip of Gray’s nose. “I’m just happy to—I like spending time with you. And kissing. That’s good—great—too. Really great.”
Gray laughed, squeezing Natsu’s hand and kissing him again. Then he looked back at the TV screen where Netflix was suggesting ‘Return of the King’ as their next film.
“You wanna keep watching?” Natsu asked. “I promised you a marathon.” He looked at the clock, which already read 2:47 a.m.
“Yes? But I know you have to work tomorrow.”
“It’s okay,” Natsu reassured him, grinning. “I actually took tomorrow off because today was supposed to be our last D&D session and I thought it might take all night. Plus, I’m not tired.” He kissed Gray’s cheek again. “Maybe just a little distracted.”
“Just a little?” Gray ran his fingers through Natsu’s hair and surprised him by tugging on it gently.
“Maybe a lot,” Natsu admitted. He ran his hand down Gray’s side, then pulled him closer until he was almost in Natsu’s lap. “But I’m okay with it.”
~
They both fell asleep on the couch before ‘Return of the King’ was over. When they woke up the next morning in each other’s arms, Gray blushed furiously, but eagerly returned Natsu’s morning kisses.
“I guess I’d better get you home,” Natsu said as he ran his fingers through the tangles in Gray’s hair. “You’ve got class soon, hey?”
Gray nodded. “I’d rather stay here,” he admitted.
“Look, I’m happy to kiss you all day, but I’m also not gonna be the reason you fail your classes.”
Gray raised an eyebrow at him. “I’ll have you know that I have a 4.0 GPA.”
“Guess I’m dating a genius then, huh?” Natsu paused. “Are we? Dating? I mean, is that what you wanna—”
“Yes.”
“Okay.” Natsu grinned, kissing Gray’s nose, then nudged him off the couch. “C’mon,” he said as he sat up and stretched. “Let’s get you some coffee and get you home.”
Natsu’s pantry was nearly empty, so they stopped for coffee and bagels and ate quietly on the drive back to Gray’s place, holding hands across the console. When they pulled into the dorm parking lot, Natsu let go regretfully and leaned over for a kiss.
“See you on Sunday?” he asked, then shook his head. “No, that’s too long. How about Tuesday? I can take you to Gastown and show you around.”
Gray’s face lit up and he nodded. “Yeah,” he said, smiling shyly at Natsu and squeezing his fingers. “I’d like that.”
“Perfect.” Natsu kissed him again, tasting coffee on his lips. “It’s a date.”
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Night blooming
Ok so remember when I said I was gonna write another wlw one shot about my OC and Thais Pedroso? Well I finally finished it. This is a sequel to Only Love. I reccomend you read that one first. It's on my Ao3. Also there are two Buffy references in here. If you catch them you get a cookie.
She was beautiful. Utterly stunning. Like a shining becon of angelic radiance and power. But what honestly made Thais so alluring was her kindness and selflessness. She was the kind if girl who held her heart out before her for everyone to see. You could see it in her smile, hear it in her laugh, you could see it reflected in her paintings.
Janessa was the kind of girl who had thought she had given up on the goodness of humanity a very long time ago. She had seen how cruel people could be first hand during her human life and even now as a vampire. Only now she had power to protect her and a dangerous appetite that was never full.
In theory maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe in theory a lot of Nessie's ideas were bad ideas. But after that kiss in her room. After Thais had slept in her bed and asked Janessa to sing to her. Nessie couldn't lie to herself anymore.
"So where are we exactly?" Thais asked, stepping of Janessa's motorcycle, eager to be done riding it. Janessa hadn't had a helmet available since she never road with one. Thais was shocked when she told her.
"Don't you need one?" She had asked her.
"Nope I'm dead remember? Plus vampires are pretty much indestructible unless-"
"Unless you get them in the heart," Thais had chimed in. She sounded as if she was reciting something taken directly from a textbook.
She probably was.
It was a little unsettling.
They had pulled up to what looked to be an abandoned building. It was dark and worn down, with crumbling broken edges.
"It's a surprise," Janessa answered playfully. Thais rolled her eyes good naturedly. Janessa laughed.
"Come on angel, dont you trust me?"
Thais deliberated this for awhile then finally nodded. "Ok fine, lead me to my death." She held out her hand for Janessa to take.
If Nessie was alive, her heart would probably be racing. She smiled in spite if herself and took Thais's hand.
Thais instantly tensed up. "By the angel you're cold!" She complained. Janessa rolled her eyes fondly.
"I am once again, reminding you that I'm a vampire," she pointed out. "Come on."
She led Thais towards the entrance of the building. Thais seemed to notice something of to the side and gasped excitedly.
"Look!" She pulled Nessie towards what appeared to be a patch of flowers. "Jasmines! They're night blooming!" Thais let go of Janessa's hand to pick one and handed it to her.
"Just like you."
A shadowhunter had just given Janessa a flower. A pretty girl had just given her a flower. Janessa needed oxygen. She didnt need to breathe but somehow she felt like she was suffocating.
Janessa felt really strange. She had been for weeks whenever she was around Thais. There were all kinds of new emotions that she wasn't really prepared to deal with. Nor did she want to.
Janessa shook it off. She reached forward and took the flower from Thais. Nessie felt her shiver slightly when their fingers touched. Thais was smiling at her, her expression was open and warm the same way it always was. Janessa wished she could be the same way.
She wished she knew how.
Janessa made an effort to stop gaping and smiled. "Thanks angel. It's beautiful." Thais shrugged.
"I know your probably not a flowers type of person-" she started, ducking her gaze shyly. Nessie shook her head adamantly.
"No shut up, I like my flower!" She protested jokingly. "And I actually am a flowers person, it's just that no one's ever given me them before." Thais smiled at her shyly, lifting her hand to push Janessa's hair back behind her ear.
"Me neither," she admitted. Nessie found herself instinctively leaning into her touch.
She was warm. Janessa grinned unselfconsciously for a moment before realizing she was showing her fangs. "Sorry!" Janessa exclaimed. But Thais appeared to be unfazed.
She shook her head smiling. Thais's eyes were shining like bright beautiful obsidian stones. Her fingertips felt soft against Nessie's skin. She gulped.
"I didn't even notice," Thais whispered.
Janessa held her gaze for a moment then remembered why they were there in the first place. She shook herself out of her stupor.
"Come on let's go inside." She took Thais's hand again and guided her towards the building. Thais groaned reluctantly, but still followed.
"I swear this is how horror movies start Nessie," she grumbled. Janessa laughed.
"Well if there's anything big and bad lurking in the shadows angel I promise to protect you," she teased.
"Oh please I'll be the one protecting you. I'm the one with combat training."
"Yeah but I'm the one with the scary teeth," Janessa countered playfully. Thais rolled her eyes and allowed Nessie to lead her into the building.
It was crumbled and run down with weeds growing out in every direction, but when they finally made it down to the center wall, Thais gasped.
The entire wall was covered in street art. More specifically street art like looked like it belonged in Brazil. At least according to pictures Janessa had seen.
"Oh by the angel, it's beautiful!" Thais exclaimed. "It looks just like the stuff in São Paulo!" She traced her fingers across the bumpy cement. "I used to paint like this sometimes."
Janessa raised an eyebrow. "You mean spray paint?" She asked skeptically. "I have a hard time picturing a shadowhunter doing graffiti art for some reason." Thais laughed and it made Janessa want to laugh as well.
"Yes I could see why you would think that," Thais admitted, the smile leaving her face. Shadowhunters usually aren't encouraged to pursue the arts. But I love it." Thais turned away from Thais and continued tracing the outline of one of the drawings. Nessie followed her as she walked.
"When I was a kid, everytime I would be super excited and happy and have a ton of energy, I used to run around and destroy the house by drawing all over the walls. At the time the consequences, or the concept of right and wrong, wouldn't faze me," Thais explained. She sounded a little nervous to be telling Janessa this.
Janessa carefully walked up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder, gently spinning Thais around to face her. "Why not?" She asked.
Thais looked haunted. "Because I didn't realize what I was doing at the time. I didn't know and I don't know why. Sometimes I have these moments where I just get really depressed and heavy for no reason and I dont leave my bed for days and other times it's like I'm on top of the world and I feel like I'm floating on clouds until I run out into traffic and nearly get run over," she murmered. She was avoiding Janessa's gaze.
Thais shook her head as if she was clearing dust from it. "Anyways the point is, spraying and painting has always helped me feel better. More human. One of the things I hate about shadowhunters is there's so much focus on death and violence and war," she said bitterly. "We're trained that our emotions are distractions. To feel is to be weak, and stuff like art, music or dancing, they're made from feelings. I think that's why shadowhinters are persuaded not to pursue them."
Thais sighed, glancing back over to the wall of street art. Janessa stayed silent, allowing Thais time to think.
Thais turned back to look at Janessa her eyes were shining again as she smiled slightly. "But I mean, who wants to live in a world without feelings?" She asked, stepping closer to Janessa.
Nessie was suddenly hyper aware of Thais's proximity to her. Her lips were curved and full and soft looking. She could remember their first kiss quite vividly, the way Thais tasted, the feeling of her warm body pressed against Janessa's.
The smell of Thais's blood overwhelming her.
Nessie reached out and cradled the sides of her face, rubbing her thumb against the edge of Thais's cheekbone. "You're right," she whispered in response to Thais's earlier statement. "There's nothing without feelings." Janessa lowered her head so that their lips were almost touching, paused for a moment to see if Thais would back out, and when she didn't, Nessie kissed her slowly.
Janessa heard Thais's heart sped up the same way it did the first time they kissed. She smiled slightly and deepened the kiss, pushing her tounge against Thais's as she felt Thais grip her arms tighter, pulling against the buckles on Nessie's leather jacket. She continued to kiss her feverishly pushing Thais's hair back. It was incredibly thick and curly, so Janessa couldn't really run in fingers through it very well.
Nessie ran her arms down Thais's shoulders to her waist and Thais made a squeaking type noise and jumped back.
"Cold Nessie!" She cried out. Janessa laughed.
"Aw I'm sorry angel. You're just gonna have to get used to it," she cooed. Thais playfully rolled her eyes.
She was silent for a moment then, studying Janessa carefully with her dark eyes. "You know it's interesting," she mused. "I used to believe that vampires couldn't feel things like love and compassion." Janessa narrowed her eyes.
This was a strange thing to be admitting on their first date but sure, why not?
"But then I heard you sing," Thais continued. "I heard you sing and it was so beautiful. Not just because you're good, because you are very good. But because you sing with so much passion and emotion," Thais exclaimed. "And that's when I knew that I was wrong, and that I care about you."
Janessa couldn't help but grin. "God you are so cute," she giggled.
Thais shrugged. "I'm not that cute. Also another thing happened that night when I saw you perform that I thought you should know about," she said innocently.
Nessie was curious. "What?"
Thais smirked in a way that was very not angel like. "I'll tell you once we get back to the institute." Janessa bit her lip to avoid letting out a moan.
"Well fuck then snap some pictures of the wall and let's get out of here," Nessie exclaimed, rushing towards the exit. Thais laughed and raced after her.
"Its fine. We can always come back," she pointed out. "Maybe this could be our special place."
Janessa felt another overwhelming rush of feeling overtake her. She tried not to let it show.
'Yeah," she answered, feeling light and fluffy and on top of the world, just like Thais had described before.
Just be careful, a voice inside her said. Make sure you don't go running out into traffic.
Keep your guard up Nessie.
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Just for frame of reference, this is my idea of Janessa.
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