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queerfables · 6 months

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Why all the crowd scenes look the same, aka: Something is WRONG in Soho

I'm not even gonna tease and draw this out because it's so cool it doesn't need the fanfare. Ready?

Season 2 takes place over the course of 5 days. During that time, most of the passersby in Soho - maybe even all of them - stay exactly the same. It's the same people every day, wearing the exact same clothes, and they wander through the neighbourhood in paths that don't make any sense. You won't be able to unsee it. I can't believe it's taken us this long to realise.

Don't believe me? Rewatch the scene from 2x03, I Know Where I'm Going where Shax confronts Crowley outside the bookshop, appearing in a series of different guises. Pay attention to the people going past.

I've marked out five people you see on screen when Crowley first exits the bookshop at 39:37:

Numbers 1, 2 and 3 are following the path right. Number 4 follows the path left. Number 5 crosses the road.

Here the five people are again, at 40:19, when Crowley goes to return to the bookshop:

Number 5 is still visible in the distance, in the direction she walked in. This makes sense! But numbers 1, 2, 3 and 4 are rounding the same corner they just passed. It's as though 1, 2 and 3 all decided to turn and head back the way they came just 40 seconds ago, and number 4 has circled the block to join them.

This on its own would be super weird, but they're not the only people to do that in this scene. The man in the purple sweater from the first picture crosses the road, then appears back next to the bookshop, then starts walking back the way he came again.

Here's the part that made me absolutely certain, though. At 40:05, a man wearing an orange hoodie with blue sleeves walks past Crowley, who is heading towards the bookshop entrance.

The camera cuts to a view from behind Crowley, and a moment later, at 40:08...

He reappears in front of Crowley and walks past him again.

It's such a distinctive outfit, there's no mistaking it. They are absolutely fucking with the background characters and they are absolutely doing it on purpose.

Your turn. There are at least three other characters in this scene who pass by multiple times. Watch it again and try to spot them.

This scene is really chaotic and obvious, but the phenomena I'm talking about is much bigger than just one scene. Let's go back to the first thing I said: the background characters don't change. All our leads do. Maggie and Nina wear distinctive outfits, clearly demarcating each new day. Even Crowley and Aziraphale, who in season 1 were like cartoon characters with wardrobes full of identical clothing, vary their looks. Crowley changes his (very subtly) each day; Aziraphale is less rigid on timing, but he has a few different coats that he switches between. The background characters, on the other hand, wear the same outfits every single day. They walk by on the street but they never actually seem to have a destination. They sit in the coffee shop or pub and don't eat or drink anything, and nearly everyone leaves together exactly on closing time. It's eerie.

For reference's sake, here's a rough timeline of season 2, with pictures of Maggie and Nina's outfits to show the passing of time. I had to outsource this section because my post was too image heavy, lol. The main point I wanted to make is that five days go by.

Five days, and all the same faces keep showing up in the background, and almost none of them change their clothes. I'm not entirely sure what it means, but there's no way it's an accident. It might, in fact, be a game changer. To me this is proof positive that something is not as it seems. I've been a massive Clue skeptic, adamant that I'd only be convinced by the most unambiguous evidence, and honestly? This is enough to move the dials. It's too big for me to ignore. Whatever grand explanation of Good Omens we come up with has to account for this. I don't have it yet, but my current working theories are that Crowley and Aziraphale are under some seriously heavy surveillance, that time warping is involved, or that reality itself is not what it seems.

It would take a really long time for me to go through all of the background characters who turn up over and over but I do want to show you what I'm talking about. To wrap up, then, I'm going to pick out some memorable characters and walk you through a few of their appearances through the week. I highly recommend looking out for this yourself on your next rewatch and seeing how many other characters you can recognise.

Yellow Skirt

The first person I kept coming back to as being not quite right. You probably remember her from the first episode - she's the one who waves and walks past Maggie and Nina the night they're locked in together. Incidentally, she's also Person Number 3 in the scene with Shax.

Day 1 (2x01 - 36:20):

Day 2 (2x02 - 42:03)

Day 3 (2x03 - 06:36)

Day 5 (2x06 - 30:00)

Coolest Leather Jacket In The World

It's not so easy to recognise people wearing lots of nondescript dark colours, but I love his hair and his jacket, so he stood out to me. I think there might be a lot more people who are wearing fairly nondescript clothes who I just can't recognise from episode to episode.

Day 2 (2x02 - 16:44)

Day 4 (2x04 - 41:20)

Day 5 (2x06 - 29:20)

Dressed In Mustard

Ms Mustard shows up everywhere. If you want to see what I mean about their paths not making sense, pay attention when she comes on screen, because she'll often show up a few times in succession and walk very purposefully to nowhere in particular. The thing that she is doing, essentially, is behaving like an extra in a tv show. Which of course she is, but you're supposed to make that invisible by not having the same person go back and forth in the same scene, or changing up their outfit each in-universe day to give the sense time is passing. Not doing that is a really deliberate choice.

Day 1 (2x01 - 22:37)

Day 2 (2x02 - 42:03)

Day 3 (2x03 - 01:49)

Day 3 (2x03 - 37:07)

Day 5 (2x06 - 29:59)

Swishy Dress

This character shows up a lot in the first episode. I've struggled to find her in later episodes, though. None of the characters seem to follow the same patterns or show up to equal extents each day, which makes me think this isn't a straightforward time loop. I haven't actually cross referenced character appearances to in world times, though. Possibly this is a project for someone who's more across the time-related shenanigans than me.

Day 1 (2x01 - 22:43)

Day 3 (2x03 - 07:01)

Yellow Vest

I've only seen this guy a handful of times, always around the French restaurant. I wonder if there's significance to that.

Day 2 (2x02 - 41:06)

Day 4 (2x05 - 12:49)

Fuzzy Blue Coat

Another background character who shows up frequently. The blue doesn't stand out quite as much as the yellows and reds some characters wear, but it's very distinctive.

While we're getting a lot of shots of the street, it's worth noting that I'm pretty sure the vehicles we see are also just the same few cars repeating each day. A lot of them are in neutral silvers and monochrome, but there's a couple of blue cars, one red, and one black and white that I'm fairly sure I've seen over and over through the season.

Day 1 (2x01 - 22:45)

Day 2 (2x02 - 42:04)

Day 3 (2x03 - 02:00)

Day 5 (2x06 - 40:10)

Day 5 (2x06 - 48:56)

Day 5 (2x06 - 50:06)

One final note: Whatever this is, Nina's employee who you see in the background at the coffeeshop sometimes isn't affected by it. He's wearing different outfits each day. On the other hand, some of the other shopkeepers do seem affected. I'm fairly sure Mr Brown and Mrs Sandwich wear the same outfits a few different days, only changing because of Aziraphale at the ball.

And that's it! Thanks for reading and I hope your mind is blown as much as mine is.

EDIT:

Hey I don't mind anyone pointing out production reasons that this might be the case or disagreeing with my analysis (over-analysis, some might say 😉). Please be kind about it, though. I'm not ignorant of the practical limitations involved in film making, but some of these costumes were really distinctive in a way I thought might be intended to draw attention.

For those of you who do find this theory convincing, I feel I should mention that I was working under the assumption that this stuff would have taken a few days to film, even filming it all together. That would strongly suggest that the actors were deliberately costumed the exact same way over multiple days of shooting, which made me think it had to be purposeful. @coranax was kind enough to point out, though, that behind the scenes videos said the extras were filmed separately to the main actors because of Covid protocols. In that case, they could have done it in just one day and that weakens my confidence in its intentionality.

Finally, all of my points about the scene with Shax in 2x03 stand. That was not a case of accidental continuity errors, it was really elegantly choreographed to enhance the tension in the scene. I say that with confidence because the extras are doing exactly what Shax is doing: circling Crowley, appearing where he doesn't expect them, creating a whirlwind sense of being off balance and out of control. I think it's really cool and effective, whether there's a deeper meaning to it or not.

#good omens #good omens meta #fable talks good omens

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perlelune · 3 months

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Hey love! Amazing work for your NDA coriolanus fic, I was wondering if he would ever marry the reader or if she would remain only one of the girls he fucks. How would the wedding be & his son's reaction? Thanks love!

You fidget in the dress, checking your reflection in the mirror for the umpteenth time. No matter how many times you look, you can't help but feel that you're looking at a stranger.

But it's to be expected. The beautiful, pristine white dress wasn't your choice. It was Coriolanus'. Just like everything about this day. Right down to the choice of appetizers, the flower arrangements, the way the guests are seated. The president was adamant. Everything needed to be perfect. Nothing but the best for his lady.

His First Lady...

Dread swirls in your gut. You still cannot believe it is to be your title.

You always knew he meant to have you in every way he could. He makes it clear by the way he holds you beneath him in the bedroom, possessive hands trailing bruises over your hips and thighs.

But this...This is madness.

"Mama! You're so pretty!"

Martius runs towards you, his gummy smile on full display. He recently lost his front tooth and hasn't stopped bragging excitedly about his new "big boy" teeth coming in soon ever since.

You pick him up and hold him on your hip.

"Hey, sweetie," you greet, giving him a warm smile. You force cheerfulness in your tone. "Ready to be the flower boy?"

The little boy nods excitedly. You didn't choose to be a mother, especially so young, but Martius grows on you each day. It also helps that he and Laertes get along like brothers.

Noise erupts from outside the bridal tent, Pandora's frustrated voice reaching your ears, "President, you cannot see the bride before the wedding. It's bad luck-"

"I will see my fiancé whenever I please."

The familiar baritone has your stomach clutching in dreadful expectation.

You send him a feeble smile as he enters the bridal suite.

Bad luck... You almost laugh. You couldn't care less if the President sees you before the wedding. You've already been cursed. Trapped to be his forever. Beaming at the crowd besides your tyrannical husband, which you've slowly come to realize Coriolanus is. A vicious, heartless tyrant.

He approaches you and cradles your face. His blue eyes flare as he drinks you in. Your insides stir in discomfort. You know that look. All too well.

"Perfect, just like I knew you'd be, dove. Everything is just...perfect." He gestures at your little brother. "Laertes, come here, my boy. Doesn't your sister look absolutely stunning?"

Your brother's spine straightens as he gets up, making sure to properly hold the two rings lying on the pillow in his lap. Coriolanus insisted for your brother to be the ring bearer. You despise that. You wish Laertes wasn't a part of this at all.

He grimaces while glancing at you. "Ew...I mean, yes sir."

Your brother's reply draws a hearty chuckle from him. He then lifts Martius from your arms, putting him down before instructing, "Now, boys, why don't you go play outside?" He turns to you, his lids sagging as his fingers begin to trace the side of your white bodice, lingering on your waist. "I'd like some time with my bride before the ceremony."

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tillthelandslide · 1 year

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Insufferable Arsehole Part 2: An Encounter - Matty Healy Series

A/n: here's part 2!! You'll now realise that my heart belongs to Ross and even writing this I get carried away and end up including cute Ross content. So sorry if that annoys you.. this is after all a Matty fic. Hope you like it anyway.

Part 1 found here

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Lou is sat on a black leather seat, her legs crossed under her, her guitar that she takes everywhere with her rests against her bare thighs, her fingers moving along the frets, plucking the strings. The weather is uncharacteristically warm for London, she wears black denim shorts with an old the 1975 merch shirt that George sent her one year. The edges are frayed and the seems of the collar have come away from the shirt revealing just a slither of her skin, the tee was well and truly worn and it made the boys hearts swell, knowing she probably wears it when she's missing them.

George is sat opposite her, Ross is lying down on the floor below her, being an absolute pest and fiddling with the laces of her doc martins.

She's playing random notes, something she made up recently, the tune is peaceful and the boys find themselves relaxing at it, she hums along to it, Ross harmonises after hearing the tune two times, the act makes her smile widely down at him.

"Sounds good" Adam says coming into the room, he places his guitar case down before plopping himself down next to George.

"Thanks Hann" she says before she finds herself playing "girls". The boys ears perk up at this and she's far too focused on her strumming that she doesn't hear the door swing open.

"Gunning for Hann's job?" George asks making everyone laugh. She smiles at her best friend, sticking her tongue out in jest before she stops and places the guitar down.

"You can have it" Hann jokes, making George and Ross have ago at him for his words, the four of them laugh loudly, only stopping when a grumpy voice rang out in the room.

"Thought we were here to rehearse as a band not sit around and watch you play what you want?" Matty's voice rings out, the words are what irritate her, not the sound of his grating voice in her ears.

So the nice Matty from last week wasn't sticking around then it seemed.

"Seems we've got the old Ratty back guys" she says, Ross pinches her ankle from his place on the ground, silently begging for her to behave.

"He started it" she grumbles out, Ross looks up at her and she nods at him knowing he's only trying to help. She places her guitar down, crossing her arms and leaning back against her chest, her legs cross too, drawing Matty's eyes to the skin on show.

"I have a name" he snaps back and her eyes find his, they're almost begging her to challenge him, just say something back, something quick and witty. But her eyes drift to Ross and then to George who she can tell are both begging her to just let it slide, so she does.

They begin rehearsing, Lou and Matty bickering back and forth throughout, even with the looks the boys keep shooting their way, but despite that they sound good and they all work well together.

She truly believes that no matter how good they sound, how well she performs, how little or hard she tries; Matty will still say it's not good enough.

They finish the song they were playing and she smiles before speaking.

"That was sick!" She says happily, lifting her fingers from the keys and lifting her arm up, Ross who is standing next to her, bass in hand, presses his palm flat against hers, high-fiving.

"Sure you'd think that, you're just some chick in a band who cant play their instruments properly" he snaps, his voice is quiet, but she hears it through his grumble. Her mouth opens to snap back but she gives in. She steps away from the keyboard, she turns to the table, grabbing her pack of cigarettes and lighter and goes to storm out.

"That was out of order Matty!" She hears Ross say, she's thankful that he's always one of the first to defend her.

"Why can't you just be nice? Just get along. Come on mate, she's my best mate, just ease up a little" George then says.

She wants to turn and tell them to leave it, tell the whole room that Matty isn't worth it but she doesn't let her feet betray her this time. The fresh air that hits her as she finds her way outside is a welcoming distraction from her thoughts.

She takes out a cigarette, quick to place it in-between her lips and lights it. She breathes in the nicotine quickly, searching for the rush she needs to forget his cruel words.

She hears the door open behind her only threw puffs later and turns to see Matty behind her.

"Oh great, that's just perfect" she says, he lights his own cigarette.

"I'm sorr-" he begins but she's quick to interrupt him.

"You know what, just save it Matty! I don't need to hear it" she says, turning away from him. She really wants to just turn around and push him, or swipe her palm across his face.

"Listen Lou-" he says, she interrupts again. Lou was her nickname and she hated that he said it casually, as if they didnt despise each other.

"No you listen! I don't know how many times I need to tell you, but I'm not here to annoy you. Not everything is about you and you need to get that into your insufferable fucking head! I am here to help out a friend who asked for my help. And I don't need your stupid comments when I'm just trying to help" she rants, her voice raised. He nods as he listens to her.

"You're right. Im sorry. You just... Ugh you just irk me" he says admitting what she already knows. Since the both of them remember they didn't get along, he rubbed her the wrong way and visa versa. The truth was Matty knew why she hated him, he gave her every reason to hate him. She didn't know why Matty hated her, she was nice to him in the beginning, wanting nothing more than for her best friend's best friend, to like her back, he just didn't and soon she hated him for the way he treated her.

"Well you're going to have to find a way to deal with it. Because I'm not going anywhere. I could easily just drop this, and leave you utterly fucked... But I'm doing this for George and for Ross and Hann. Not you, you intolerable arsehole" she snaps, the cigarette she's holding finds it's way into her mouth and she breathes in one last time before it finds the floor and she crushes it under her black boots.

She goes to turn and walk away from him but stops in her tracks, turning back to face him "And my name is Laura, only my friends call me Lou"

She leaves him after that, smirking to herself at him standing there, mouth agape. He stares down at her half finished cigarette, he notices the red mark around the tip from her lipstick and he has to shake the thoughts that come to mind.

She heads up to the studio after that. Feeling quite pleased with herself for not just biting her tongue and brushing it off. She feels a weight lifted from her shoulders.

They continue rehearsing for the rest of the day, no more comments are made. They hardly even talk and suddenly she starts messing up more, as does Matty. Notes are missed or the wrong ones are played, his voice cracks more and it doesn't go unnoticed by the guys.

"Fuck" she says, halting in her playing, her hand weaves through her hair out of stress. Matty mimics her actions nearly in sync, he watches her as he does and sighs deeply, his lips finding their place in between his teeth.

"Listen Lou it's fine. It's been a long day. Let's call it a day" George says, she sighs deeply. The boys all begin packing up their stuff. She unplugs the keyboard from the amp but continues to play notes softly. This time they're her own ones: she plays them effortlessly. She doesn't realise how long she's been playing when she hears a gentle voice calling her name.

She looks up from where she's sitting, Ross looking down at her.

"You coming?" He asks softly, her hand finds his, just thanking him silently for always being there when she needed him.

"Think I'm going to stay for a bit longer, just practice" she says and he nods, his lips place a soft but friendly kiss to the top of her head and she smiles up at him.

"Okay, don't wear yourself out too much. See you tomorrow sweetheart" he says before leaving. Her eyes find her hands that are resting against the keys and she lets out a deep sigh, why cant she get this right she thinks to herself.

"Want me to stay? Can order some food?" George says, her eyes snap go find his, he's holding the door open.

She shakes her head, smiling at him "na it's okay, go" he asks if she's sure, tells her that he doesn't mind, she just smiles at him and shakes her head, telling him to enjoy the rest of the day.

"Okay, love ya" he says, blowing her a kiss.

"Love ya" she says softly.

"Hey, I'm sorry about Matty. I know it's not the same, but if it's any consolation he bullies me too. Hope you're okay though, I think you're smashing it" Adam says, she smiles at him for the sentiment.

"Thanks Hann. I'll be okay" and then he leaves and for a few moments shes alone. Matty must have left a while ago, or so she thinks.

She continues playing the soft tune that is hers. She's so focused on the notes and she begins to sing the tune. She misses the studio door opening back up. It's not until she looks up that she sees him standing there, leaning against the door frame. Her fingers halt.

"Don't stop on my account, sounded good" Matty admits, she hates how good he looks, arms crossed against his chest, biceps flexing against the arms of his black tee. He had changed, grew up and she has mixed feelings about the whole ordeal.

"Don't need your flattery now Matthew" she says breaking eye contact with him, this time he doesn't cringe or scowl at the name.

"Not flattery. It's the truth" he offers her a soft smile, the first proper smile that has been directed at her, in... well since she can remember. She hasn't heard him speak sincerely to her before but it's still recognisable in his tone.

"So now you can be nice" she says, rolling her eyes at him "thought you left" she says.

"I almost did... Heard that song though" he says and she raised her eyebrows at him.

"And?"

He steps closer to where she's sat, he's sat across from her in the next moment, they're closer now, she can see all his features and she's not sure she likes it. He stares at her for a beat before he speaks.

"I like it, play it please?" He asks, his voice is gentle, an unrecognisable tone, one in which she's never had directed at her before.

She sighs deeply before playing the song she started writing a few weeks ago. Matty watches intently, his eyes never faltering from her face. He realises he's paying close attention to her features, how her eyes flutter shut as her soft voice rings out, but he doesn't have the will power in that current moment to stop. He always thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever met, another thing to add to the reasons he disliked her. She had made navigating relationships very hard for him, he always found himself comparing girls to her. But now, she had grown up, he still thought she was beautiful, but my god she was hot.

She stops playing, her eyes fluttering back open and landing on the man across from her. She examines his features up close now, still the same old Matty from when they were kids but just.... older. He has changed his hair more times than she can count but she thinks this is her favourite, just undoubtedly him. She quickly looks away, although she's always loathed him, she'd never deny the fact he was hot.

"Is that all you've got so far?" He asks and for once his tone isn't abrupt and she knows he doesn't mean it in a rude way.

"Umm... Not quite. Did you hear what I was playing on the guitar earlier?" She asks and he nods, despite his previous comments earlier on, he liked what she was playing to Ross and George, he just hated that he wasn't involved.

"Hey I am..." He begins to say he's sorry but stops, he knows she doesn't want to hear it.

"Play happiness" he says, one of the songs she was messing up on earlier. She begins playing the notes, the tune perfect this time.

"There you go!" He says cheerfully and the both of you smile.

"Can I ask a question?" She asks and he nods, lighting a cigarette, offering her one. She leans across and accepts one, lighting hers too.

"This album... It's different to your other stuff. It's really good. Your other stuff is good too don't get my wrong! Feels like this is on a new level though" she says and he smiles at the compliment.

"You didn't ask a question" he says smiling across at her and she nods.

"These songs... They're happy" she says making him laugh at the idea that all they do is write depressing songs.

"You wrote these songs as if you're in love... Guess I'm just wondering who it's about" she says, part of her just wants to know if he's in a relationship or not, not that it would change anything, she was just curious.

"I mean... They're just ideas and concepts. Not about anyone in particular, not for me anyway. Obviously I write with George and he has Charli" he answers and she nods, thinking it sounds like an excuse.

"Why'd you ask?" He questions, he secretly wants nothing more than to know she would care if he was in love with someone.

"Just had an idea but it doesn't matter" she says, taking a drag from her yet untouched cigarette. He notices her lipstick staining the tip again.

"Tell me" he says, shuffling ever close to him. His knees touch hers now and he wants to grab the hand that rests against the keys.

"Well the ideas in these songs... I think they're powerful. I thought the once cynical Matt Healy was no more... Was going to suggest, instead of letting your hatred for me effect you in the way it so clearly does. Just think about that person" she says , shrugging at her own idea, unsure if it even makes sense.

"I don't hate you" he all but whispers and she has to hold back her scoff. She ignores his comment.

"We need to do something Matty, because it's not going to work if we're at each other's throats all the time" she says and he smirks.

"I dunno Lou. Seemed to have work better when we were" he says, a good old fashioned matt smirk resting on his lips and she frowns at him.

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice that a soon as we shut up, didn't say anything to each other... We kept messing up" he says and then it hits her. He was right.

"Shit" she says, he laughs at that.

"Well we need to figure out a better way to get all that anger towards each other out. Because you're unbearable to work with when you're at my throat all the time" she says, they both smirk at that and his eyes can't help but drift to her lips.

She sees his eyes darken and a thought comes to his mind.

"Really would appreciate it if you'd stop calling me unbearable and insufferable all the time. You're no angel yourself love" he says, his voice seems darker now and she doesn't like what it does to her and the pet name wasn't helping either.

She feels her core flutter at the way he's looking at her, she squeezes her thighs together uncontrollably and it doesn't go unnoticed by the curly haired man

"Stop looking at me like that" she says, eyes not managing to break away from his, she feels her breath hitch as he takes his lip in between his teeth.

"Like what?" He questions.

"Like you want to fuck me" she says.

"Think we've found the solution to our problem" he says, her breath faltering as he speaks the dirty words.

She was fucked.

Part 3

#matty healy #matty healy smut #matty healy x reader #the 1975 fanfic #the 1975 smut #the 1975 #insufferable arsehole matty healy series

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the-burd-lord · 11 days

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Finally am confident enough to post my redesign of Charlie. Buckle up cause it’s a lot!

Kept her simple since I think her original design is kinda alright, but went with the doll aesthetic more.

Made her design simple enough for it to stand out in most any environment within Hell. Should probably have made a colored version for her, but I'm keeping the white and pink from her original design, but making her outfit yellow to compliment the reds of Hell and the blues of Heaven.

Here’s the newest design although I'm still fiddling around with different variations for the marks on her face, shown later in this post. Might lean towards stop motion look with how the mouths of the characters are always a separate segment from the face.

Eventually she goes from bellhop to more of a concierge roll as she gains more confidence in running the hotel, and eventually becomes the defacto ruler of Purgatory.

More on that later.

Also lil Lucifer resign too. Might make a whole post about him, but the basics are that I decided to go more “biblically accurate” angel for him.

He made Charlie's body, with Lilith drawing up the design for what she would look like. Overtime Charlie got to choose what she wanted to look like. She has accrued many bodies over her thousands of years of living.

Their relationship is close as although they don't see each other in person as often, Charlie always makes time to have at least one phone call a week with her dad. Especially with his worsening depression.

He doesn't fully believe in the hotel idea, but he’s willing to support his daughter anyway he can. Although he is hesitant when she requests to have an audience with Heaven as he knows how fickle they can be.

Especially when her first meeting with an angel is spent talking about rock bands.

I also changed up what Charlie is as not only is she a doll, but she is also the manifestation of “free will.” Spawned from Lilith and Lucifer’s union being an action that goes against "god's plan."

Although she barely remembers it, her actions caused Adam and Eve to eat the apple. She partially made the hotel out of guilt for condemning humanity, feeling as though she has to make it up to the sinners she condemned.

This makes her super hesitant to push the patrons to get help as although she knows that it'll help them in the long run it must fully be by their own free will to want to change. This hesitance also leads her to not fully interfere in their afterlives either, even when she knows a push is all they'll need.

She is able to literally be anyone or anything, and she is scared of this fact. Kinda getting decision paralysis. Also being that she is a being made out of pure energy this essentially means she's a bomb.

This is the result of what happens to her once her form is broken.

These are the old designs, went with a more streamlined look later.

Heavily inspired by the final form of the Princess from Slay the Princess. A game I highly recommend!

When in her "chimera form" she accidentally kills Adam, leading her to take him on as a guest at her hotel. It also leads her to convince Heaven and Hell to use Mount Purgatorio for her new liminal hotel. Kinda using Adam as a bargaining chip to show heaven that if angels can fall, then that doesn't mean sinners can't climb up the mountain to Heaven.

Overtime, with more horror influences I kept adding into her character and design I accidentally just made her into a creepy doll with some analog influences.

(It's almost like my subconscious is trying to tell me something 🤔)

Vaggie and her scary gf.

Decided to go for a more psychological route for Charlie’s abilities and personality. On the surface appearing normal, but still standing out in most environments because of her simplicity. That there's just something about her that doesn't quite fit anywhere.

Her character finally clicked for me after watching Paranoia Agent. She's not really based off any characters from the show, but some of the themes and imagery are baked into her character.

Along with the banger opening.

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Eventually she builds her hotel in purgatory, and essentially becomes its ruler. Much to the chagrin of Heaven, who still only sees her as a demon. Even though she was technically born in the heavens.

Even though Charlie uses Adam as a bargaining chip they don't really care that he fell. But they don't want to be proven wrong either, so they reluctantly agree to the idea.

Also lil bonus of Charlie and Vaggie in nightwear. Gotta make another post for Vaggie, but I’m still working some things out with her story and character.

I apologize if so much of this post made no sense. I didn't realize how much I had written for Charlie. Although makes sense as she is supposed to be the main character.

I am happy to answer questions if y'all want more clarification.

#Youtube #charlie morningstar #hazbin charlie #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin redesign #hazbin rewrite #character redesign #character rewrite #vaggie #horror #horror art #sketch #digital sketch #sketch dump #sketches

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chipistrate · 8 months

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WELCOME WELCOME!!!

About time I update the intro post Hey Hey! I'm Chipistrate (chip-uh-strate, like chip and illustrate) but you can just call me Chip, I use they/xe, and'm sapphic aroace!

Art tag is #Chipillustrates and talk tag is #Chip Chatter

Also currently EXTREMELY fixated on fnaf, so beware the insanity ahead<3 (so sorry to my ahit moots and followers, ily and ahit still I prommy)

Few things of note:

1. I'm 100% a-okay with fanart! 2. I prefer if you don't DM me unless it's urgent or we're mutuals/friends, if you wanna ask a question then my inbox is open! 3. Also; MY INBOX IS OPEN! I like rambling and answering questions and talking about theories and AUs and characters and really just anything fnaf/other interests related, etc. You can plop almost anything into my inbox and I'll most likely answer it! (it can take a bit sometimes, so sorry! I promise I read every ask I receive!) only thing I ask is to not put anything NSFW in there 4. I do take art requests, but there's never a 100% guarantee I'll draw what you ask! (if your a mutual then you can request AU characters and OCs!) 5.I love all of my mutuals and you're all very cool and I love you all very much even if we don't talk a lot!! I always say 'hey' when I see you in my notifs even though you can't hear me 6. Not a spoiler free zone, but I try and tag anything spoilery! 7. I talk in tags a lot 8. the fnaf kids are my favorite fnaf characters so sometimes I might be a little silly about them 9. I'm just a silly goober all around so if joyous whimsy isn't for you then you might not like it here

AUs and art examples under cut to save space

List of my AUs + small descriptions + their tags

-Year 1/#Fnaf Year 1 AU: first year of Glitchtrap/Mimic1 infecting the Pizzaplex, centered around the characters reactions to everything and character dynamics, like Cassie and Dr. Rabbits dynamic and Vanessa getting used to her new job as Head of Security. Same year as Tonys death, and the most interesting new cast member to note would be Lucia; now 21 and part of the Mega Pizzaplex' security team, investigating the strange disappearances that she believes to be connected to the Mimic. -Welcome to Balloon Circus/#Fnaf Welcome to Balloon Circus: 3 star fam return to the Pizzaplex lot 3 years after Ruin to fix M.X.E.S after they suddenly shut down, and upon arrival, instead find a giant circus. There's a big post with a poster and TONS of information here if you're interested!! -Quests Continuation/#Fnaf Quest Continuation: takes place after the Disassembled Ending. Gregory quite literally stumbles into another Pizzaplex unlike the one from SB, now much smaller with uncorrupted animatronics, Bonnie as one of the band members, Foxy still around, and no security guards out to get him. He hesitantly accepts the band members help in finding his old friend, Cassie, so he can be reunited with her and not keep living on the streets, because after finding him for the first time, the band members are VERY adamant that he cannot go back to that living situation, considering the terrible condition he was in. -Endpoint Security/#Fnaf Endpoint Security: Security Breach swap AU featuring newly uninfected Vanessa as the protagonist and a very much so still infected Dr. Rabbit as the antagonist. Vanessa, barely even remembering having this job and now locked in the Pizzaplex until 6am without any of her keycards or tools, is now accompanied by Dr. Rabbit talking to her through her new fazwatch as she goes on a scavenger hunt he set up just for her to find her keycards and tools to help her survive the night until the doors open, though Dr. Rabbit makes it clear that 6am won't be the end of this shift for her. -Back at it again/#Fnaf Back at it Again: Post PQ ending. Vanessa keeps her job as head of security and Gregory takes up an internship as a security guard, position secured by Vanessa’s recommendation, and the two use their job ranks to continue looking into the mysteries of the Pizzaplex and put Mimic to an end once and for all, aaas well as steal whatever they need to take care of Freddy back home when no one's looking. -Painted Tears Trilogy/#Fnaf Painted Tears Trilogy: Silver Eyes Trilogy inspired AU centering around the MCI looking into the disappearances of Charlotte Emily and Evan Afton, two of their now missing childhood best friends.

(Yeah I dunno how to write short AU descriptions, if you want more info about any of these then my inbox is open!)

Here's some examples of my more recent pieces/what you can expect from me when it comes to art:

Tried to keep it simple this time around, Thanks for reading and enjoy your stay!

#Chip Chatter #Chipillustrates #Chip Wip #Au descriptions are subject to change- I wrote them all on the spot lmao

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Happy Mother's Day

Summary: A fluffy piece for Kim’s first Mother’s Day. Not responsible for any tears that may be shed.

Word count: 725

After dinner from their favorite Italian restaurant down the street and Kim's favorite chocolate cake was served, Makayla ran into her room to bring out Kim's presents. "Happy Mother's Day, Mom!"

First was a beautiful bouquet of flowers that Makayla picked out two weeks earlier. Adam spent way more time at the flower shop than he wanted to as she took her precious time picking out each individual flower, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy watching her face light up as she walked throughout the shop. He wanted to make sure Kim knew her daughter's dedication behind the bouquet. "Mack picked out every single flower and color because she wanted to make it super special."

Makayla nodded with excitement. "These look and smell beautiful, bud. You did a good job!"

Next was a small jewelry box and inside was a necklace with a charm made out of Makayla's favorite piece of blue sea glass with 'Mom' engraved in white. Adam knew how special the sea glass was to both of them, so he jumped at the idea when Makayla said she wanted to get Kim a necklace. He didn't have a clue about where to start looking for a place that would make it, so he recruited the help of Hailey and Trudy. Their secret meetings sometimes caught Kim's attention, but he was glad she never asked for details because he didn't want to spoil the surprise. "This is so pretty. I can't believe you turned your favorite piece into this. Thank you Makayla. Adam, can you help me put it on?"

The last item is what really got her though. Adam was still standing behind Kim after helping her with the necklace and this gift was a surprise to him too since Makayla made it at school. Kim looks up at him while mouthing "you told her" in between her tears when she saw Makayla's drawing of four people. He nodded nervously in return as he hadn't had a chance yet to tell Kim that he talked to Makayla about the baby. He placed his hands on her shoulders and she held onto the one on her left shoulder.

It was the three of them holding hands on the beach with a fourth person, who looked like a smaller version of Kim. While they never found out the gender, they were both convinced it was a girl and Adam knew she would've looked like a mini Kim.

"I hope it's okay. Adam told me you had a baby that's in heaven now with my mommy."

Kim was finally able to compose herself and said "It's perfect, Mack."

"I wish I could've met her."

"Us too. You would've made an incredible big sister," Adam responded.

After Makayla was put to bed, Adam was cleaning up in the kitchen as Kim sat at the table. "Hey Kim, I'm sorry I told her about the baby without you. I know that was your thing to tell her, but she cornered me in the grocery store with the shopping cart when the sonogram picture fell out of my wallet."

Kim started laughing before she reeled herself back in for this serious conversation. "Adam, it's okay. They're both your daughters too, so you have every right. It was only a matter of time until she found out."

"Phew, okay. I was really worried about that. Those types of conversations with her always scare me because I don't always know what I should or shouldn't say."

Kim moved closer to him and placed her hand on his chest. "I get it, but you don't give yourself enough credit. You did amazing with her with this and while I was in the hospital." His nerves subsided and he let out a smile.

"You still have that photo in your wallet?"

"Yes, I moved it from my locker to my wallet. It's a reminder of what we almost had, what we have now, and what we can have." Adam pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"But can we get back to the fact that our seven year old daughter cornered you in a grocery store when you are an elite cop, studying to become a detective?"

"Kim, I don't know how to explain it. We're in for a world of trouble is all I know."

#lexi.writes #burzek #chicago pd #burzek x makayla #cpd fic #burzek fic #kim burgess #adam ruzek

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doctapuella · 10 months

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okay @keefsteef i was gonna send this in an ask but i got SO OUT OF HAND that i'm just putting it here so i can keep it organized!!! it's so many words i'm sorry!!!!!!!!! behold: my konosuke takeshita manifesto

i don't actually believe that you need to know or understand the rules of a match to get a lot out of it! they have a set time limit, and go until either they reach time (ending in a draw), or a wrestler can win either by covering and pinning the opponent (both shoulders flat on the mat for a count of 3) or submitting them (getting them in a hold they can't get out of, and the opponent physically or, if thats not possible, verbally taps out and gives in). everything else you can pick up as you go.

OKAY SO! sometimes it's difficult to find full matches for the bigger professional wrestling promotions (including AEW which is the one i've been mostly watching and the US-based one that takeshita is working with rn). the smaller/indie promotions (which he also wrestles with sometimes) often upload full matches to build hype, and those tend to be really intense and less cinematic and sometimes a lot cooler than televised matches. but! AEW does usually put up highlight clips, and those are really good for catching up on a storyline. so i'm dropping a few takeshita-focused links here for you to enjoy at your leisure:

this video i found is kind of a "who is konosuke takeshita?" mini doc, which is def a great starting point! it's about a year old and there's a lot of filler, but i learned a lot from it about the structure of japanese wrestling and the context of how wrestlers like takeshita have gotten to where they are. the takeshita-specific parts start around 6min.

[quick side note! you may have heard the whole 'wrestling is fake' comment before and really all that means is that outcomes are often predetermined, but the moves are all legit even if coordinated, and any good wrestler will say that their primary goal in any match is to make sure their opponent is safe. which i mention because some matches, especially indies, can get super violent. so for me, i'ts important to know and remember that they're highly trained not only in making stuff look cool but also in keeping both themselves and their opponents safe. some of the clips below include copious amounts of blood, but i didn't put anything with major legit injuries.]

some AEW highlight videos from the past 6 months or so, that give the overall trajectory of his current arc:

match vs bryan danielson (member of the 'blackpool combat club' faction), who was currently on a run to challenge for world champion title against mjf (current champion). couple weeks later, takeshita fought mjf and got real wrecked, and danielson came to help him out, nearly missing his own match in the aftermath, because his opponent's faction-mates trapped him in takeshita's locker room. (the takeshita vs mjf one was also the first match i watched live! so it has a special place in my heart.) (also mjf's character is a fucking dickhead to the extent that i feel the need to give a heads up for it.)

he then had some one-off matches that didn't really impact the story, and tbh i think they didn't have a good grasp on his storyline yet, but then!!!! a huge feud (that is still going on currently and i do not even understand all the layers of it) arose between two groups:

the elite (brothers matt and nick jackson, kenny omega, and later hangman adam page)

danielson's faction, the blackpool combat club (=bcc, also including jon moxley, claudio castagnoli, wheeler yuta)

there's also a manager figure, don callis, who has accompanied omega for years, but during this feud he started trying to lure takeshita into working with him and joining with the elite. he is trash. multiple people have called him a carnie piece of shit.

[almost everything from here on out is summarized in this video, but because i'm obsessive and extra, i added other links too. i do not myself know japanese, so i'm not sure who the guy at the end is or what he's adding in commentary, but from the backdrop it looks like he's with DDT, the japanese promotion takeshita works with and the ones who put together the video.]

at the end of an elite vs bcc match, callis got takeshita to come out and help the elite, more allying as the feud continues and he fights a match alongside omega. after it the bcc thought that, because of his history of respect with danielson, that he might help them. he refused.

then! callis turns on omega and attacks him in a match against another big figure of the bcc, jon moxley. everyone forgets about takeshita. then at the big pay per view event, big match between the two factions, omega is about to secure the win for the elite but then A MASKED FIGURE comes out of the crowd, vaults over callis (who is trying to interfere) and knocks omega to the ground. pulls down the mask to reveal that he's takeshita! working with callis, and now officially A Bad Guy (aka a heel). now he wears a leather jacket and all black gear, and glowers at the camera.

he hasn't gotten to do TOO much since, except this singles match against another awesome wrestler, bandido, then this past weekend he sided with the bcc (still hasn't joined officially) in a big match against the elite, which the elite won (the summary video above includes the announcement of the match, where moxley calls takeshita tall dark and sexy, but it doesn't have the footage of the match itself. i can't find any good clips).

i don't know whats next!!!

some cool indie matches where you can watch a whole match:

against speedball mike bailey in june 2022. bailey is another super unique wrestler (imo) and so it's really cool to see them together! it's one of my favorite matches and even from the first couple minutes you can tell it's a banger and that they're both going to make sure they highlight each other. they've teamed together in the past, so they know each other really well which makes it fun. (side note: mike's wife veda is a commentator on this one, which is also a fun element to this particular match!) i know that in this one, takeshita does one of his signature moves, the blue thunder bomb. it's such a cool, high-impact move. also uses his big finishing move, the german suplex, which he is a master of. and he talks a teeny bit at the end!

AND then this is a pretty recent one, at a lucha libre (mexican wrestling) street event in april. the organizers are a pair of brothers from mexico who also wrestle in AEW, so for them to have thought of takeshita when it came to putting together a lineup for this one-off event speaks very highly of him. i don't know this opponent that well, but the match is really cool, and i also think the setting is really unique and adds a lot as well.

oh my god this is so out of control i'm sorry thank you for your time

#i haven't written an unhinged manifesto in so long I FEEL ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#konosuke takeshita #this is so much text i'm so sorry i didnt break it up at all and i talk too much #but! i am excited! i love talking about things i love!#and this is all i have right now!!!!#long post #just in case the cut doesn't work

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Shatter me again. Chapter 70

I'm feeling small, shy. I don't want to infringe on Adam's emotional boundaries. God knows, I have a million of my own.

I'm comfortable just the way we are. Silence has always been my faithful friend. It gave me a platform on which my thoughts could run wild, dancing in an intoxicating dance.

My other friends also drop by this party. Darkness and the moon. Adam doesn't turn on the headlights, obviously so as not to draw attention to us. And I'm amazed at how confidently he holds the course. He knows exactly what he's doing, I think.

There are no people in the place where we are, only sad stretch of desert land that I'm starting to get used to. The landscape almost disappears from view, leaving me only the silhouettes of very few plants. The picture becomes monotonous, lulling.

My thoughts involuntarily drift back to the immediate past, to the recent events. To Warner. It's strange to think that I might never see him again. We've been through so much together in such a short time. And maybe this is the end.

The events of the last few hours, not even days, pop up before my eyes in bright flashes, as if I'm reliving them all over again.

I ran away from him. I managed to escape from him. I didn't think, I didn't believe it was possible. And here I'm sitting in a car hundreds of miles away from him and moving further and further away. And I shudder, cringe internally, remembering what I had to do.

I beat him, hurt him. Is that me? Why did I behave like this? And I think I can still hear the siren wailing in my ears and his desperate screams. Did he really want to help me, or was he just afraid that his doll would get damaged? A peevish boy who doesn't want to share his toys. And I also remember that I almost kissed him the day before. Jesus. I almost kissed him. And I don't think I wanted to kill him at that moment.

And this thought immediately puts forward the one that I tried so diligently to avoid, mentally maneuvering around it.

Warner touched me.

I still don't believe it can be possible. It can't be true. No one but Adam can touch me. And I want to believe that I just imagined it. There was chaos. I was stressed, I was afraid that he might grab me, stop me. And that was just in my mind.

Yes, for sure.

But I think about what he would do if he knew he had access to my body.

He touched me all the time even without that, from the first moment. I don't even want to think about what he would do. Warner is not Adam. He would have destroyed me with his hands. He would have killed me with his lips. His scent.

I breathe in one quick, sharp, shaky breath and I hope Adam doesn't notice my worry. Thank God he's too lost in his own thoughts to notice my agitation.

I shouldn't think about this.

Instead, I think about what Warner is doing now. Did he kill someone because they couldn't stop me? Whether he is at the HQ, in his office or in his bedroom? Or he's outside, looking for me like everyone else? I wonder how many people he sent to look for me. How far he would go to get me back? After everything that's happened. Of course he wants Adam dead. And he certainly needs me alive. Trapped next to him. The beetle ran out from under the glass with which he had covered it, not caring that it was roasting in the sun.

Warner won't let me go, no. Not when he made progress with me. Made me to do something I didn't think I was capable of, but he seemed to be hoping for something like this. When we got closer than I would have liked. When he could touch me.

No, no, no. It shouldn't be like this. Just not him.

I'm thinking that I should tell Adam about what happened. He should know, he has a right to know. But I just can't. Not after I've piled up so many secrets related to Warner.

It's enough that he knows about what I did to the wall. I still can't comprehend it, realize it, explain it. What it was, how it was possible, what happened and when it manifests? Will it happen again and how should I control it? Can I control it? I'm pushing this to the farthest corner of my mind because it's too much for me right now. I don't want to, I just can't think about this. I can't think about how Adam should feel about this, whether he knows the details, whether he'll be able to deal with it when, like me, he finally realizes how unpredictable and dangerous I really am?

Compared to this, Warner's touch is just a trifle. And, besides that, maybe I just made a mistake. Perhaps I imagined that Warner touched me. If I tell Adam this lie, then I'll only add to the tension of the situation when it's absolutely unnecessary. I shouldn't say anything until I know for sure.

And that will never happen, because Warner will never be around me again. Adam doesn't need to know. There is no need to upset and disturb him. Warner is no longer a part of our lives. He left it forever. We are starting a new life. Without him.

Adam can touch me and that's the most important thing. That's all that matters.

It's unlikely that there are two people in the world who are immune to my touch. It's just not possible. Of course, I was just wrong. I confused Warner's fingers with the clothes I had scattered on the floor.

Warner didn't touch me. If he had done, I would have known. He would have cried out in agony.

Just like everyone else.

I'm calming myself with these thoughts and feel Adam's hand slowly slide onto my knee, squeezing it slightly. I look at his hand and cover it with mine. He turns his hand palm up, interlaces our fingers. I'm safe now. Sure. I'm not alone now. And I'm suddenly afraid that it might have an expiration date.

How long until twelve? Will the carriage turn into a pumpkin?

What if I lose him? They'll take him away from me, or he'll choose to leave me, or I'll hurt him somehow. I'll be all alone again. Alone in this crazy world. And freedom no longer seems so attractive to me. Freedom is worth nothing when you have no one to share it with. Because all that remains for you in this free flight is loneliness.

I could lose him, I think. And this realization crashes into me at tremendous speed, hurts my eyes, which begin to bleed.

"Juliette?"

I swallow back the bullet in my throat. "Yes?"

"Are you crying?"

He's so soft and gentle with me. So caring. And I don't want to tell him that I'm painting such gloomy pictures in my head.

"You can touch me," I breathe out.

Adam has such tension in his face. He reaches out his hand to my cheek, wipes away the tears rolling down my face.

"You can touch me. And you care. You're kind to me, even though don't have to be. I've done nothing to deserve this from you. Even my parents, my own mother didn't care about me…" I can't say a word anymore. My lips are glued together. I'm motionless.

I am a rock. A statue. A movement frozen in time.

Adam doesn't answer. We're silent for a while, and then he pulls off the road.

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silverynight · 3 years

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What does your heart want?

Reki starts thinking that something's going on when Miya comes into the shop to invite him to watch him race Shadow.

"I want you to see me beat him," Miya says with confidence, he doesn't need to appear that smug since Reki knows he's probably going to win. "Bring Langa as well."

Even though it's very common for his friends (and actually everyone at school) to ask Reki instead of Langa himself somehow that day it's the first that he realizes it's a little bit weird.

"You can invite him yourself, he's inside," Reki tells the boy, pointing behind himself.

Miya chuckles, looking smug again, like he knows something Reki doesn't. It's a little irritating.

"There's no need," he says. "If you go, he goes."

Frowning in confusion, Reki leans over the counter to look at Miya more intently.

"What if he has something else to do... What if–"

"I can't believe you haven't noticed!" Miya rolls his eyes at the redhead, although the things he's saying only confuse Reki even more.

Langa walks out of the back door, smiling at Reki as soon as he sees him, then he turns his head at Miya.

"Fine..." The boy says. "Just watch this, Reki. Hey, Langa! Would you come to 'S' tonight to see me beat Shadow?"

Langa doesn't answer him, instead he looks at Reki.

"Are we going to 'S' tonight?"

Reki knows that's something Langa has asked many times before, but he had never questioned or actually thought about it. Not really.

"Yes," he says, feeling a little bit flustered out of the sudden.

Langa nods and smiles back at Miya.

"We'll be there," he tells him and the boy grins but he looks right at Reki before he finally goes.

***

Miya wins, although it's not a surprise; Shadow is already sulking in the background, but doesn't say 'No' when they invite him to celebrate Miya's victory.

"Where would you like to go to have dinner?" Cherry asks, holding his skateboard in his arms like it's his baby.

The boy's lips part as he's about to say something, however, he closes his mouth quickly before glancing from Langa to Reki with a mischievous smirk.

"I want Langa to choose," he says.

Knowing Miya is probably planning something, Reki frowns, Joe looks amused, Cherry irritated and Shadow confused.

"Okay," Langa nods right before turning to look at Reki. "What do you want to eat?"

Surprised, Reki's brows quirk up. Yes, he knows that's something Langa asks almost every single night, but this is different. He was told to choose.

"Miya wants you to choose," he insists, but Langa's expression doesn't change.

He's stubborn, determined and once he sets up his mind to something, there's not much anyone can do about it.

"I love food," he says simply. "I'll eat anything. But I want to know what you'd like."

"A burger, but–"

They don't even let him finish, they just get in Shadow's car and Reki rides on the bike behind Langa.

***

This time, they don't go to 'S', instead all of their friends stay in the park just to skate with each other.

Even though they have fun (Cherry and Joe tell them stories about when they started skateboarding) after a couple of hours they all start to get tired.

Langa looks particularly exhausted... Well, he's mostly hungry, but he doesn't have the energy to do anything else. At some point he sits on the ground, sulking, while Reki keeps talking happily about all the improvements he could do to Shadow's board.

"I'm hungry, Reki," he mumbles at some point, tugging at the redhead's trousers.

"I know, just a minute, alright?"

However, just as Langa nods, Reki realizes he's being unfair so he decides to do something he's never done before.

As Cherry and Joe are saying goodbye, Reki looks down at Langa.

"You should go with them," he tells him. "It'll take me a couple of minutes more to draw a new design for Shadow, so... Maybe you should head home. We'll see each other tomo–"

"I'm fine," there it is, that determined look on Langa's face again. "I can wait."

Joe, Cherry and Miya are watching with amusement, Reki has no idea why is that funny, so he glares at them.

"But you're hungry..."

"I'll wait for you."

"You don't have to."

"I want to."

***

They're back in 'S' and even though it's one of Langa's favorite places, he doesn't look that happy that night. Reki has tried to ask him a couple of times, but his friend insists he's fine so he decides not to bring up the subject anymore.

He's on his board, moving around the place, he doesn't seem interested in doing any tricks either.

"Do you know what's going on with Langa?" Reki finally gives in and asks his friends. Shadow is racing someone else at the moment, so it's just Miya, Cherry and Joe with him.

Miya rolls his eyes.

"That idiot is pouting because he saw you talking to that girl outside Joe's restaurant."

"Aiko?" Reki frowns, trying to remember the conversation, she was just telling him something about school. "Oh, I see..."

Everyone looks at him. They're staring expectantly, like they all have been waiting for this moment for a while.

Then Cherry looks into his eyes and he sighs, irritated. He pinches the bridge of his nose.

"No, he doesn't understand."

"Yes, I do!" Reki protests, offended. He doesn't like the idea in his mind, but if it's what Langa wants... "He wants to talk with her. Maybe he's into her or something."

Miya facepalms himself.

"I thought he was the idiot, but you are even worse," he narrows his eyes, for a moment he looks like he wants to pull his hair out. "How can you be so blind? Langa is anything but subtle! He's in love with you!"

Reki freezes, but he feels all warm inside. His cheeks are bright red.

"He's not," he mumbles, weakly.

"He is. He always looks at you like he wants to worship you. It's honestly disgusting."

"I–I" the others are not helping, because no one does or say anything to deny what Miya is saying. It's almost like they believe he's right. "Listen, Langa is my best friend and we're close but–"

Miya grabs him by the arm and leads him towards a group of girls (Snow's fans) that are trying to get Langa's attention.

As soon as they get close, Langa turns around and even though he doesn't look that happy, he still smiles at Reki.

"Those girls have been trying to get Langa to do a trick for them, but he's still jealous of the girl you were talking to so he doesn't even pay attention to them," Miya whispers to him. "He's obviously not in the mood to show off."

"Why are you telling me this?" Reki, still blushing as watches Langa getting even closer to them.

"Ask him to do a trick for you, anything... He'll do it."

"I don't see why–"

"Reki! What is it? Do you want to go somewhere else?" Langa asks him.

Feeling like he's about to something ridiculous, Reki sighs.

"Can you... uh... Do a jump for me?" He's not sure why he feels so flustered at the moment, he's asked Langa to demostrate something a couple of times before. "But of course if you don't–"

However, his friend is already preparing himself to do it. Everyone looks at him and the girls giggle and watch in awe as Langa jumps over the ramp.

Everyone's cheering for him (he's still the one who defeated Adam after all so he's kind of famous now) and they try to get his attention, but it's useless, Langa moves quickly back to where Reki and Miya are.

"Did you like it?" He asks Reki with a grin. He's looking better now; his eyes glimmering with a little bit of hope.

"You were amazing," Reki says because it's the truth although he's not prepared for the way Langa beams at him.

"Do you want me to do another?"

"No... It's fine. I'm hungry actually..."

"Alright, let's go then," Langa says without hesitation.

Miya smiles at Reki knowingly but the redhead shakes his head when Langa isn't looking.

"This doesn't mean anything."

***

They're sitting outside Cherry's place, where they first met. Langa is staring intently at Reki while the redhead explains a new design for a board he has in mind.

Then, a girl from their class arrives.

"Langa, my friends wanted me to ask you to go to a party with us. It's this Friday. It's in my house..."

Reki is used to getting ignored when Langa is around so he keeps drawing on his notebook.

But then, Langa looks back at him.

"Do you want to go?"

Before he can say anything, the girl frowns.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have that much space in my house, so I... I'm afraid Reki can't–he's not invited."

Reki is about to say that it's fine when he notices the dangerous expression on Langa's face. Even the girl takes a step back.

"Then I'm not interested."

The girl pales. She's not happy, but she doesn't know what to say, she wasn't expecting such a response.

"I'll talk to him," Reki promises her just before she storms away.

"There's nothing to talk about."

"Langa, listen... I appreciate your loyalty," he says sincerely. "But I promise I won't get mad if you go, alright? You're more popular than I am so it's obvious you'll get to be invited to places I don't. If you want to–"

"I don't want to go if you're not there," Langa says almost fiercely.

Reki looks back, blushing. His heart beating inside his chest like it's going to explode.

"Alright. But you have to promise that you're going to stop doing things just because I want to do them. You can tell me if you're not in the mood to do something instead of asking me every time."

"I want the things you want."

Reki rolls his eyes, he's still not sure if he's exasperated or charmed by Langa's response.

"What about the things you want? Tell me what you want."

Langa leans closer, he blushes as he takes Reki's hands in his. And that's when Reki notices the adoration in his eyes.

"I want to please you. To give you everything your heart wants."

That's all Reki needs to realize he's very much in love with Langa. Those words take his breath away.

"That's... Really sweet, but I mean something more, not just to please me... What do you want?"

Langa is still staring at him, his eyes are glimmering when he smiles at Reki.

"I want you."

For a moment, Reki relaxes and he chuckles.

"You already have me. We're best friends, remember?"

"I want more," Langa says in a whisper. His face is really close to Reki's. "I want to kiss you."

"Well... You can. I'm right he–"

He doesn't get to finish, Langa is hungry, desperate for him, almost like he's been waiting for a long time for that moment. His kiss is possessive and demanding, but it's the best Reki has ever had.

They're start dating after that and even though Miya claims they're disgusting, Reki knows he doesn't really mean it.

***

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chemist-ana · 3 years

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Catch up here.

Book: The Nanny Affair

Characters: Sam, Ana Schuyler (MC), Mason, Mickey, Robin

Pairing: Sam Dalton (male) x Ana Schuyler (MC)

Rating: 18+

Content Warning: Adult Language but so frickin fluffy

Summary: The vows and ceremony are finally underway.

Word Count: 3388

All characters belong to Pixelberry except for a cross over with The Hunted Series by Ivy Smoak and my OCs

A/N: You guys, this chapter has been a long time coming, and I have officially decided to end this series with this chapter, but don't you worry- I have so many plans for Ana, Sam, and even Robin. This chapter is all the fluff I hope you can handle, and I really enjoyed writing about the start of this love story. Thank you for the ones that have stuck with me on this writing journey. I hope you stick around for the rest. A big shout out to @txemrn for always being my number one cheerleader and helping me through the places I got stuck even if you don’t like Sam 🤪

And with that, I present to you, the finale of It Goes On...

My eyes slowly roam the curves of my reflection in the ornately framed full length mirror, lingering on every detail of the Pnina Tornai lace gown. My fingers reach up and delicately trace the outline of the emeralds and diamonds that lay on my neck. The conversations of my nearest and dearest friends seem to fade away in the final moments before I become a Dalton. I take a deep breath, a smile spreads across my stained lips.

“This is really happening.” I say breathlessly.

“Yes, beautiful, this is really happening.” Jenny is at my side with a glass of champagne twirling around in her manicured fingers. “And it’s almost time.” She reaches up and straightens a lock of my hair.

I walk towards the curtained window that is the only thing that separates us from our loved ones that mingle on the other side. I pull back the sheer white fabric and peek out, everyone has been seated, the St. Patrick's Cathedral standing tall over the garden that is adorned with greenery and white roses. The ivory spires a stark contrast against the blue of the sky. I hold my breath as Sam, Mason, and Mickey emerge from a side door, Sam’s eyes find mine through the window with a lopsided grin. I turn back towards the sound of Justin’s voice as he claps his hands.

“It’s time, ladies. Bridesmaids, follow me.”

Jenny ghosts a kiss across my cheek. “See you out there.” She turns and follows Justin out of the room.

“Don’t lock your knees, a dear friend told me on my wedding day, it makes you faint.” Penny gives me a quick hug. “You look beautiful, Ana.”

“Thanks for the advice.” I laugh as she steps away, following Jenny. I turn to Monica, who is dabbing at her eyes with a tissue.

“Don’t you dare start crying, Monica.”

She gives me a rueful smile. “I’m sorry. I’m just so happy for you. I can’t believe after everything we’ve been through together, that I am standing here as your maid of honor on your wedding day.” She walks up to me grabbing both of my hands. “I love you so much.”

“Now, Ms. Maid of Honor.” Justin chimes.

“I love you, Moni.”

She wraps me in a quick hug before she walks out of the room. I peak out of the window again, watching as Monica takes Robin’s arm and they make their way down the aisle, a blush on Monica’s cheeks. I internally roll my eyes before I hear a soft knock on the door behind me.

I turn and I see my father.

“I was told to come get you.” His face lights up in a smile. “You look so beautiful, Apple.”

“Thanks, Dad.” I walk over to him and gently take his offered arm. My eyes linger on the lace detail of my dress, until I feel his eyes on me. I lift my gaze until our matching emerald eyes meet.

“My dear, sweet, Anastasia.” He pauses as he dabs at the tears that are welling in his eyes, his voice soft. “I am the luckiest man alive to have you as my daughter. I am so unbelievably proud of you. You will have everything you want in this world. I knew it from when I first held you in my arms. I knew you would take it all, and hold it tight. You are one of the strongest people I will ever have the pleasure of knowing. Never let anyone tell you otherwise.”

I felt the tears in my eyes. “I love you, Dad.”

“I love you, Ana.”

“It’s time.” Justin says as he pops his head into the room with a smile.

“Well, shall we?” My dad asks with a grin.

“Let’s do it.” I smile up at him as we walk out of the door arm in arm. I could feel the small tremors in my fathers arm as the aisle and all of our guests came into view. Everything fades away when I see him though, standing at the end of the aisle under a white rose covered arch, his smile wider than I have ever seen it.

At this moment, I know that this is love. I can feel it in every single fiber of my being. Sam’s smile grounds me, as my father and I walk down the aisle together. We come to a stop and my dad turns me towards him.

“Anastasia, I love you.” He leans in and presses a soft kiss to my cheek.

“I love you, Dad.”

He squeezes my hand one last time before I turn around and I take Sam’s outstretched hand, that all too familiar electricity arced between us, the instinctive recognition that we had been made to fit together perfectly. I look down at the twins that are standing on either side of him and they flash me a big smile and a thumbs up. My gaze draws back to Sam’s dark eyes as I step up and he squeezes both of my hands in his.

I do not hear a word the pastor says as I get lost in his eyes, noticing how the sun reflects the specks of gold. My eyes drift down to his lips as the corners lift up in a small smile. He turns away from me for a moment and I see Robin hand him something. When he turns back towards me, his face has softened.

“Anastasia,” he says as he slides my wedding band onto my finger. He pauses for a second and I watch his Adam's apple rise and fall. "You once asked me if I was a believer in fate. I wasn't. But I am now because of you. When you walked into my office I had no idea that my life was about to change forever. Your persistence and stubbornness and brilliance and beauty brought me to my knees after only knowing you for a few months. And now here we are. I know that we can get through anything together, I know that we're strong enough together.

"I'm crazy about you and I can't wait for our future. I can't wait for our lives together with you as my wife. You make me want to be a better man for you. You are the air I breathe. You are the dreams I dream. You are the light of my life. I'm consumed by your brilliance and beauty, inside and out. I'm the lucky one. And I don't know why you picked me. But I'm grateful every day. When I wake up every morning and see your face, I'm reminded that I am the luckiest man alive. All that is mine is now yours. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love from this moment on as long as we both shall live.”

I try and fail to blink back tears.

“Don’t cry, my love.” He reaches up and runs his thumb softly across my cheek. “I hate seeing you cry.”

“They are happy tears.” I laugh softly. I take a deep breath before I turn around and Monica hands me Sam’s wedding band. I tuck it into my palm before I reach out for his hands, our fingers intertwined again in front of us. His thumb rubs the back of my hand and a sense of calm rushes over me. I get lost in his magnetic brown eyes before I speak the truest words I have ever spoken.

“I will spend my whole life loving you, Samuel.” I pause as I slide his wedding band onto his finger, goosebumps rising on my skin. I take a deep breath and my eyes lock on his. “There is no me without you. You have been my rock, my safe place, since the moment we first met. I knew, in that moment, that my heart was yours and yours was mine. Sam, I love you with everything that I am. When I look at you, I still get stars in my eyes. I don’t know how it’s possible, but I love you more and more each day. You have brought more joy into my life than I ever thought was possible, between you and your incredibly loving boys, my arms are full, but my heart is fuller.

“You have consumed my every thought, my every dream. You have pierced my soul. I want to wake up beside you every morning. I want to spend every evening looking at you at the dinner table. I want to fall asleep next to you every night. You are the source of my joy, the center of my world, and the whole of my heart. I love you, Sam and every fiber of me I give to you for as long as we both shall live.”

Sam takes his bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes shine with unshed tears. He shakes his head slightly, whispering a silent, ‘god, I love you’.

“Samuel, do you take Anastasia to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold until death do you part?” The pastor says.

Sam smiles down at me. “I do.”

“Anastasia, do you take Samuel as your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold until death do you part?”

“I do.” I can barely contain the excitement in my voice.

“Then by the power vested in me by the state of New York, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.”

“Finally, you’re mine.” He smiles and pulls me into his arms pressing a heated kiss to my lips as our guests erupt in cheers. To hell with etiquette. I grab his lapels and deepen the kiss as his hands slide down my body pulling me against his chest. Whistles sounded from where our bridal party was standing, but I didn’t care. When we finally pull away from each other I can feel the blush that has creeped up my cheeks. I reach up and touch my lips as Sam looks down at me. My chest tightens at the look he is giving me and in this moment, I am absolutely, irrevocably, happy.

“We’re married.”

“Yes, we are.” He bends down and scoops me up in his arms, carrying me down the aisle as I laugh. I caught my mom's eye as tears fell down her face. Mickey and Mason run up besides Sam, and together as a family we walk into the groom suite. He sets me down on my feet and I take a step back, allowing me to kneel down and pull Mason and Mickey into my sides for a hug.

“Mom, that was so pretty.” Mason’s smile was wide.

“Yeah, it was perfect.” Mickey nodded with a matching smile.

“Oh boys, thank you.” I looked back and forth between their handsome, smiling, faces and pulled them back into a hug. “I love you boys, so much.”

“We love you, too.”

A soft knock interrupts the moment and I look over to see Robin standing in the door with a smile. “I was told to come and get you for photos.”

I look back and forth between the twins, “Are you boys ready to go take some pictures?”

“Only if we get to do one goofy one.” Mickey chimes.

“I would expect nothing less.” I say standing up.

They turn and run out the door and I take Sam’s hand, twisting our fingers together. He leans down and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “Let’s do this, Mrs. Dalton.”

“I really like the sound of that.”

“Me too, baby.”

***

“Ladies and Gentleman, may I present to you, for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Dalton!”

I scrunch my face up with a smile, feeling giddy at the fact that I am officially his and he is officially mine. Sam grabs my hand and holds it in the air as we walk back out to the garden together to the raucous applause and cheers from our guests. The space that once held our ceremony had been transformed for our reception, and I made a mental note to thank Justin, because it was spectacular.

Sam gives me a twirl before guiding me over to our sweetheart table. He pulls out my chair and I flash him a grateful smile when he sits down next to me. I hear the clinking of silverware on a glass and I look over to see Monica giving me a coy smile. I lean in and press my lips to Sams, our eyes lingering on each other as we slowly break away.

I hear someone clear their throat over the speaker and Sam and I turn to see Robin holding a mic and grinning at us. I cast a nervous glance over at Sam.

“He better not say anything embarrassing.” I whisper.

“Knowing him he is definitely going to say something embarrassing, and I’m probably going to have to apologize.” He sets his lips in a thin line as Robin begins his speech.

“How’s everyone doing tonight?” He pauses for effect with a lopsided grin. “You know, Sam isn’t my brother by blood, but him and I grew up inseparable until his parents were gracious enough to take me in. Him and I have been through a lot together and for the longest time, no one knew Sam like I did. Now? It’s a different story. The lovely Ana is probably the only person at this point that knows Sam better than I do. She’s the only person to really get him to break down his walls. It’s probably the fact that she is so damn beautiful.”

I spit the champagne that I was sipping back into the glass. What in the actual fuck, Rob. A few people laughed nervously, my eyes flicked to Mason and Mickey who were talking between each other and fortunately didn’t hear it.

“Or maybe it was the whole boss/hot nanny thing, I mean sneaking around, the forbidden aspect of it. It’s hot, who could resist? I know we can joke about it now-“

Sam clears his throat and I know I am blushing furiously.

Robin laughs. “Sorry, Sam, but honestly, anyone who knows these two can tell it’s a deeper connection than anything physical. I’ve never seen a couple that cares so unconditionally for each other. I knew when these two met, that it was going to be impossible to tear them apart. Ana, I love you like a sister and Sam, I love you man. I look up to you and I am so happy that you finally found someone that makes you as happy as you deserve to be. You two are adored by all and I wish you a lifetime of happiness. Cheers.”

Sam smiles and shakes his head as we clink our glasses together. “I’m so sorry.” He leans down and whispers in my ear.

“Well that’s going to be hard to follow.” Monica steps up and takes the mic from Robin who flashes her a wink and she blushes. “For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Monica. I have been Ana’s best friend since we were… hmm 3?” She pauses as there is a small laugh. “We were inseparable until our passions took us to different grad schools, and then she moved to New York. I still remember the day that Ana first told me about Sam, I also remember the obstacles that faced these two if he really was as special as she said he was.

“These two have faced insurmountable obstacles, but have come out on top. Ana. You are my best friend, the sister that I never had, and you deserve the absolute best. I know without a doubt that Sam is that for you. You each bring out the best parts of each other. And I am so lucky to be a witness to your love story. Sam, you have proven to be worthy of my best friend, treating her with the love and respect that she deserves, make sure that never changes. With that, let’s raise our glasses to the happy couple, cheers to Ana and Sam.”

I give Monica a grateful smile as she raises her glass at me. The rest of dinner passes by in a blur of joyful laughs and tears. Mason Senior's speech brings smiles to everyone’s face as he recalls an embarrassing story about Sam, and after my fathers speech, I don’t think there was a dry eye in the room. Sam's hand remained firmly in my lap as his fingers toyed with the rings on my finger. Our occasional stolen glances were only outnumbered by the delicate kisses we shared. Just when I didn’t feel like my heart could get any fuller, he would look at me like that, and my chest would tighten.

When the live band signals the start of the dances, a tinge of sadness hits me as I realize this perfect night is inching closer to its conclusion. I look over at Sam, taking his offered hand with a grateful smile. He leads me onto the dance floor, lifting his arm and twirling me gracefully into his strong chest as the live band begins to play our song. The smell of his cologne, the warmth from his body, and the ethereal atmosphere, make me feel like I am living in a dream.

The band's singer croons out the lyrics to Can’t Help Falling In Love and my heart feels like it's about to burst. I lean back slightly so I can look up into his eyes. “Today is perfect.” I reach up and cup his cheek.

“Today is the best day of my life.” He responds as he leans down and presses a kiss to my forehead.

I rest my cheek against his chest, as he softly sings the lyrics.

“Like a river flows, surely to the sea, darling so it goes somethings are meant to be...”

He lifts his hand and twirls me around again before dipping me and bringing me tight to his chest again.

“So take my hand, take my whole life too, for I can’t help falling in love with you.” He sings against my lips, our swaying long since forgotten as everything else fades away.

As the sweet melody fades away, everyone erupts in cheers and whistles, but my gaze lingers on his deep brown eyes.

“I love you, Sam.” I whisper.

“I love you, Ana.” He whispers back.

Mason and Mickey are at our sides a moment later, and the band starts an upbeat version of ‘You’ll Be in My Heart’. I grab Mason’s hand and spin him around. The sound of his laughter rings out over the music as we dance as a family of four.

***

I close my eyes and focus on the steady beat of his heart. The sounds of the city far below us, as we slowly sway to a rhythm only in our minds.

“Well, I think today could not have been any more perfect.” His voice was low.

I look up into his dark eyes as a gentle smile plays on his lips, his fingers trace delicate circles across the back of my neck.

“It was absolutely perfect.” I smile and rest my cheek back on his chest.

I look around the now-empty rooftop garden, clinging to the final moments of my wedding day, as sweet memories flash through my mind.

“You are the most sensational woman I have ever laid eyes on, and I cannot believe that you are finally all mine.”

I sigh. “Mrs. Dalton has a great ring to it.”

He wraps his arms around my shoulders and gives me a squeeze.

Movement at the edge of the garden catches my attention and I see Mickey stepping out onto the rooftop.

“Mickey.” Robin and Monica appear behind him and he ushers Mickey back inside. “Not tonight, buddy.” I hear Robin murmur as he puts his arm around Mickey’s shoulder. I flash Robin a grateful smile and he winks, disappearing behind the curtained window.

“So what’s next Mr. Dalton?” I ask as I lean away from him and look up into his deep brown eyes.

His hands drop down to the small of my back, pulling my hips into his.

“Forever.”

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knockknockchicagopd · 3 years

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❛ ALL NIGHT LONG ❜

❚❙ REQUEST BY @rebelwrites: How did i not know your requests were open 😍 can I request fluff prompts 9 and 10 with ruzek please 💜 like it’s the readers best friends wedding and she’s maid of honour and he’s there as her “date” but he can’t get over how she looks and he realises he’s catching feelings 💜 thanks baby 💜

❚❙ Prompt: “What does it mean when I can't get you out of my mind?” / “Dance with me”.

❚❙ ADAM RUZEK MASTERLIST.

❚❙ WORDS: about 1k.

❚❙ A/N: this writing hasn’t been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I’m sorry about that. If you find a description about body or a word out of place, or something that makes you feel uncomfortable / unrepresented, let me know by a private message and I will change it delighted.

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When your best friend called you to tell you she was going to get married, you couldn't believe it at first. But even so, when she asked you to be her maid of honor and to bring someone with you, the person who came to your mind was Adam. He has been your partner since you started to work for Intelligence and you have spent more hours together than you're capable to count. There wasn't anyone better than him.

But maybe, just maybe, you have discovered some hidden feelings for him since you've talked with Alice about the way he has to look at you, with so much kindness and tenderness. Confusing you because you haven't noticed it till the day of her wedding, after the reception and a couple of tequila shots. You haven't seen Adam before like more than a friend, but now, it's different.

As soon as you come back to your table and sit by his side, he places an arm over your shoulders while continuing the conversation with the other guys around. You don't even know what they're talking about, focused on Adam's laugh and starting to feel wrapped by a paranoid, with your best friend's words dancing inside your head. Does he have real feelings for you, or is it a dirty play by Alice? Grabbing your glass of champagne to have a sip, you clear your throat to claim his attention quietly.

“Would you… like to dance with me?”

For a moment, he tries to babble something with enough sense to accept your invitation, just nodding at the end. Curving your lips in a soft smile, you hold the hand he is offering to you, getting up to walk straight to the dancefloor. During a second you have the sensation of his hands trembling slightly when they get placed on your lower back, paying so much attention to the way your arms surround his neck. Adam licks his bottom lip consciously, as you rest your cheek on his shoulder.

The slow melody played by the music band and the dim lights illuminating the place make more romantic the moment you two are sharing in silence. It's the first time you dance together and you couldn't get tired of being embraced by him, hearing his heart beating over its normal pulse. And that just makes it a little funnier. But it's also a confirmation that maybe Alice wasn't wrong. Not being sure if it's the alcohol making you act, or the desire for feeling him closer, that you can't help but hug him tightly with an imperceptible sight escaping from your lips.

“Thanks for accompanying me”. You mumble, trying to start some kind of conversation.

“You know… I gotcha with or without a badge”.

His nervous giggles make you laugh, pulling yourself away some inches enough to find his brown eyes fixing on yours.

“And… missing the chance of seeing you wearing a dress? Nah. It has worthed it”. The humorous tone of voice after clicking his tongue causes you to laugh again, shaking your head this time.

“I get it, I get it, mister clown”. You reply palming his chest with a hand. “So, have I exceeded your expectations?”

“Hm… well…”

“How you dare, Ruzek?!” The chuckles become a little louder, covering your mouth to not draw too much attention.

“Okay, okay! You look beautiful”. He adds then, raising both eyebrows with a comical grimace. “Happy?”

“Pretty much”. You nod one time putting right on his tie.

Unexpectedly, Adam leans briefly to place a kiss on your forehead, provoking short chills to run down your back. You can't help but close your eyes, wishing for a second to receive another one, but he just rests his cheek over your shoulder as you do. Now, his arms are wrapping your waist tightly, shortening the distance between your bodies, focusing on how good they fit. Like the pieces of a puzzle.

“What does it mean when I can't get you out of my mind?”

The confession uttered in a shy whisper bristles your skin with no mercy. Alice wasn't wrong. You only were hiding your feelings for him because you were scared that Adam doesn't have the same sentiments in his heart. You were the wrong one. And you don't want to screw it, not knowing exactly what to tell him back.

He pulls himself away from you visibly nervous and uncomfortable because of your silence. Rubbing the bridge of his nose with his gaze away from you, he keeps his hands in the pockets of his pants.

“Sor—Sorry… I didn't wan—wanted… You know…” Wrinkling his nose and puckering his lips, you notice the reddens covering his cheeks.

“I don't know what it means, and I can't do it either, but I like it…”

As soon as you earned his surprised eyes with a brow raised in a curious gesture, you lean on your tiptoes to press your lips on his. The alcohol in your veins has given you the encouragement needed to kiss him, to push him closer again. You have thought about how good it would be to taste him that way for a while now, and he has exceeded your expectations too. It's almost addictive.

Your hands fly to both sides of his neck, molding your mouths to perfection, in the meantime, his fingers get nailed on your hips. For an instant, you forget where you are, surrounded by whom, and everything takes a back seat when he returns you the kiss trying to contain the necessity of showing how much he has waited for this to happen.

“It's been like a… torture”. His laughter vibrates your lips with every touch of his, closing his arms around you to pretend you keep dancing. “I've wanted to kiss you on so many occasions… So many times… Can't believe I can kiss you”.

“Kiss me again, you dumbass”. You complain, exactly a second before receiving a bunch of sloppy kisses all around your face and ending with a provocative bite to your bottom lip.

“Imma gonna kiss you all night long, baby”.

“You better, Ruzek…”

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unofficialadamtaurus · 3 years

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do you have any ideas about hunter!adam’s Ghost? do they get along well or bicker like a married couple? does it have a name? if it does, did adam name it or did it get it from somewhere else? is it still around after adam goes through his uhh Darkness arc? sorry for all the questions, i’m just very curious

OH BOY DO I

Here he is!! (It's my first time drawing a destiny ghost, so...use your imagination to fill in the wonkiness. And I haven't fully decided on the petal pattern so we'll say that's subject to change in the future.)

His name, chosen by Adam, is Wilt. Adam also designed the shell as a peace offering since their initial relationship was very rocky. After that they settled into being partners.

Wilt finds Adam in a remote section of the Cosmodrome quarantined centuries ago because of its biohazardous nature. There is a lot of dying for several weeks after Adam's revival - starvation, murder, radiation, basically everything unpleasant - before they make it to the Last City, and by then Adam hates Wilt for constantly bringing him back into situations where he felt utterly powerless. Though Adam remembers nothing of his past life, that helpless feeling always cuts him to the core. It isn't until he sees other Guardians - and particularly the Young Wolf - that he realizes the power he now holds could actually make a positive difference rather than being a curse. But he is still pretty disillusioned with the Last City and the Vanguard after how long he spent alone getting killed in the wild, so he founds the White Fang to fill the gaps in Vanguard coverage, despite Zavala's requests that he please just help the Vanguard do better. It's at this time that he gives Wilt the new shell as part of an apology for his earlier behavior.

He and Wilt get along well after that. Wilt is the quiet, observant type, rarely coming out and offering guidance only when there's serious trouble. He's slow to ruffle and slower to trust, and Shroud (Blake's Ghost) has been the only one to actually get him to lower his walls.

But the WF needs funding and, though Adam is good at gaining followers, he can't make glimmer helping people who can't afford to pay, so he starts accepting shady jobs. Wilt supports him in this; he believes in Adam's vision, and he still feels guilty for dragging Adam back from the calmness of death to the utter chaos that was his resurrection site.

The jobs just keep getting shadier, and it gets to the point that Adam refuses to tell others what exactly it is that he's being asked to do. Not even the other members of the WF know, but they suspect that someone has something over him. The rumors are plentiful and unkind. It's on one of those missions that he first brushes against Darkness and it never quite goes away.

So then after many shenanigans with the WF, Blake, and the Disaster Squad (Ironwood, Glynda, and Adam), Cayde’s death pushes Adam almost fully into the Darkness. He submits his application to be the Hunter Vanguard first, but when he gets rejected, he's like fine I’ll protect it all myself. And the Darkness promises the power to do that so…

He fucks off to a Shady Location™ on his own and that's enough for Wilt to go directly against him for the first time since getting his new shell. He threatens to tell people what Adam is doing (at that point, venturing out on his own and getting closer and closer to true Darkness). Adam, having kinda lost his mind by this point, tries to stop him from calling for help, but Wilt gets away and gets Shroud, Mettle, and [Glynda's ghost whose name I haven't figured out yet]'s attention so that Adam can get the intervention he needed.

It is a very violent intervention.

But afterwards Adam is at a very, very low point - they've got him locked up basically in isolation under observation while he goes through a sort of Darkness withdrawal. Wilt, though, never leaves his side, and they even work through both Adam's and Wilt's guilt over their whole relationship. The two are utterly inseparable from that point onward.

#anon #unofficial adam answers #uat art #destiny au #adam taurus #this ended up being like a rough timeline of the whole au whoops

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Thoughts journal Ninjago season 13!!! 🤩🤩 (3/4)

I am enjoying the season A LOT. The reveal has been thrown already, everything seems to be leading towards something special about Rock Mom and I couldn't hope for something better!! I know Lou will be back so I guess a flashback?... I'M SO EXCITED 💕💕

Alright, let's start!!

DUNGEON PARTY!

Side note, we're past the season and no Nexo Knights reference. Me sad, but me not quitting like ninja!! 💪💪

Korgran of METALONIA?!?! WHERE KARLOF COMES FROM!!! Oh you just love to feed me with good throwbacks, now do you Ninjago crew 😍

Plundar the thief, yeah, the attire gives it away although it is nice. And Fungus... huh... well that explains the mushrooms on the hat I guess 😅

Yep, there we go, a party of adventurers, the DnD situation promised 👈👈 He said loot, I saw a 20 faced dice, nice nice

In these recent seasons adventurers just won't like to do adventures for one reason or another, first uncle Powers, now these guys? I mean Ninjago is in danger every freaking time and you risk your life at every step and there's a new formidable villain every like five seconds but... huh... what was my point again?

THE ANIME STYLE IS BACK 😂😂 Oh boy I can tell we're in for a train to crazy town

I'm thinking this dude looks a lot like He-Man... of course he does, the HECK, am I noticing this just now? 😑

I do agree with mister Korgran's father reluctance about talking like that (I saw too many anime characters like that 😂), but Karlof uses the third person too. Either it's common in Metalonia, or there's a general lack of education there 😅 (I LOVE METAL BOY I MISS HIM 🖤🖤)

Talking axe that doesn't talk, nice 😂

Okay... okay, I need a moment

This is too cute. I know her head is a bit too big but LOOK AT THEM 💛🤍💛🤍 Has Chompy never grown?... wait he did got big that one time... okay... okay, never mind

Well that's a pretty nice party, you got your barbarian, your magic user and your rogue. Kinda misses a healer but still... tomorrow I'm doing a DnD session with my friends and I wanna sound like I know stuff 😂

I just noticed that I haven't seen hidden trap doors like that since Chen, the ABC of villains right there my friends 👆

So the King didn't become evil just because of the skull, he actually wished to obtain it and use the dark power. I get that he wants to defend the city but he is basically remorceless about everything else, so he is guilty. Also DRAGON ABUSER 😡

Poor Vania, but she overcame her Skylor situation very quickly. Proud 💛

There we go with the encouragement, you go Rocky!! We have a crazy Skull dude to turn into dust!! 👿👿

Wait, a promise he made a long time ago? Rock mom?

DUNGEON CRAWL!

ROCK MOM!!! YAAAASSS!!! FINALLY SHE'S HERE!!! 🖤🖤🖤

Oh holy FSM, my heart 💔

MY HEART HURTS SO MUCH. Cole as a kid, Lou is back, Rock Mom IS SICK AND WILL DIE, all the drawings, the picture of them together 😭😭

I cannot, freaking, this kid doesn't want his mom to be sick and he's gotten into troubles at school and she wants him to fight and be strong and right and SHE HAS HIS SAME EYEBROWS 😢😢😢😢😢😢

This scene was really heartbreaking, such a genuine situation with a kid that wants her mom to be fine and proud of him 🖤

Just looked at her VA and it's Erin Matthews 🤩 So first I'm counting it as a Nexo Knights reference just because MACY AND ROBIN ❤🖤❤🖤 Second, wasn't "the mom" going to be voiced by Jillian? Is it... is it Maya? Is she coming back? MAYBE NEXT SEASON??? NYA SEASON?!?!? 🤯🤯

Oh, we're moving on? So... so there's still the stuff about Rock Mom's past to uncover, still unsure if she was the one of the blades for the two tribes

PLUNDAR WE DO NOT DISRESPECT COLE INTO THIS HOUSE VANIA MY GIRL YOU ARE SPEAKING FOR ME TOO 💪💪

The connection between Cole and his mom is the earth itself, I'm loving this concept so much. It's true that he never found himself this deep into his element before, the Caves of Despair were mines but never this deep. This really is rock bottom... HECK YEAH

Well Cole...

Welcome to the colored eyes because of elemental power ninja team!! 💚❤🧡 (without counting the forbidden scroll moments) I LOVE WHEN IT HAPPENS!!! I'M GETTING SO PROUD AND EMOTIONAL!!! I'M PROUDOTIONAL!!! 🤯

Aww, Cole saving his son sensei, very nice. They did save each other a lot 🤷‍♀️

This place reminds me a lot of the Fire Temple where Kai got himself into trouble in season 1 but then saved Lloyd, one of my favorite and most memorable episode of the show... I'M TOO NOSTALGIC RIGHT NOW LET'S MOVE ON

NEVER MIND COLE IS TAKING CHARGE LIKE OLD TIMES HE IS FINALLY THE LEADER AGAIN I'M GONNA CRY ROCKY I'M SO HAPPY YOU DESERVE THIS 🖤

Wu's spinjitzu!! Always nice to see it 😊 And yes Adam is a good boy, and for my arachnophobia is a little freaky saying it 😅

Ah, good Plundar, Cole needs all the appreciation of the world because HE IS SUCH A GOOD PERSON AND AMAZING WARRIOR AND I LOVE HIM AAAAAA

This is probably my favorite episode for now, got Rock Mom, got elemental powers, got a lot of Cole in all of his glory: the leader with a clear smart mind able to lead even strangers, with big heart for what's important 👏👏

I feel like this season is giving him glory, I'm curious about how it will end!!

GRIEF-BRINGER

Okay I know it's the name of the dragon... and it gets me a little antsy 😅

Back to the munce! Still doing as good as ever I see! 😅 And lol, you can't blame Nya for not being nice Jay! Although she is kinda best friends with Ronin who double crossed her multiple times... okay, I see your reasoning Bluebell

There we go, Nya making them listen. I honestly could have seen her just grabbing one of them and make them fly through the the room, still cool though 😎

Back to the geckles! Also doing as good as ever! 😅 These little purple guys are so dang cute, seeing my flame babe trying to lead is so PRECIOUS, and even more PRECIOUS is Zane giving him support... and a rock in the face 🤍🤍

Gotta say

I'm more and more fascinated by their culture 😂😂

Aww little Gleck, everything had started with him after all... wait... HER NAME IS LILLY?!?! ROCK MOM HAS A NAME!!! AND SHE IS GILLIE/MILLIE!!! I KNEW IT!!! 🤩🤩

I think I saw the name somewhere, didn't think it was actually her. I always headcanoned her as Gaia, but Lilly is a very sweet name too 💕

It is pretty nice that even though we as viewers didn't know what happened to Lilly, the ninja knew. It's obvious, they've known each other for so long, but still. It feels nice to see this 😊

Oh-oh, Skull dude is up to something... and he said the title 👈👈

Zane keeps being the sweetest thing ever created, le cute dude 🤍🤍 Never thought I'd see Tin Can and Hothead discussing about lies while two slugs race each other...

I don't know if it's the new animation but the armored suits look CRAZY GOOD, the metal and the details are awesome!! I approve the suits of this season 👍

Pff, they are talking down his sister, if he knew they would be literally toasted 🔥

HUG HUG BEAUTIFUL LEGO HUG!!! And she lifts him up, omg the Smith siblings are back and they are so CUTE 😍

Yep, only he can talk down his sister... and possibly be annihilated right after 😅

Oh, the dragon that almost destroyed the two tribes... OH THE DRAGON THAT ALMOST DESTROYED THE TWO TRIBES!!! 😱😱

NO GUYS DON'T LEAVE LLOYD AND ZANE BEHIND, THEY ARE THE MOST PRONE TO SACRIFICE THEMSELVES 😭😱😭😱😭😱

The cringe Kai, the cringe never leaves you alone you beautiful idiot ❤

I cannot believe the animators managed to make Lloyd's LEGO hair swoosh, I must applaude them 👏👏👏 Also POOR BABY ON THE GROUND GIVE HIM A VACATION FOR CRYING OUT LOUD

Well aren't things getting even more complicated 😅 Where is Cole? We need season superstar pronto!

MASTERS NEVER QUIT

Awww, major throwback to the show's most famous motto right in the title! NINJA NEVER QUIT!!! LET'S GO THEN!!! 🤩

The upply team! With the lava beast back... I could easily make comment about how it could be a representation of Cole's feelings since it's LAVA with EARTH and FIRE, and he is running from them... I'M JUST RAMBLING MOVING ON 🖤❤🖤❤

Cole misses the Caves of Despair maybe, he wants to have a round with the carts like in Possession 😂 Was that why he knew it was going to work eventually? That would be histerical, especially since back then they all almost fell into the lava 😅😅

The Heart of the Mountain? Secret temple of the masters of Earth? Possibly hidden in Shintaro? Spinjitzu Burst? Wu, let me ask you this... just in case... is there... perhaps...

IS THERE SOMETHING YOU SHOULD'VE TOLD US??? 😡😡

He is definitely and officially old, only reason why he keeps forgetting to warn people about stuff 😑 I mean, it's not major like with Morro or Aspheera, I guess it's an improvement?... kinda?

So you learn spinjitzu burst if you're surrounded by your element, that sounds pretty awesome! I wonder how it could be with all the others, this can open up kinda like a quest for the true potential but with different places and lots of OP powers and I'M INTO IT 🤩🤩🤩

Okay season, I get it

YOU WANNA MAKE ME CRY 😭😭 I love this aztec vibe, so cool and appropriate she looks STUN 🖤

I didn't expect this much introspection about Cole, I thought it was going to be kinda last minute like with Jay in Prime Empire. I'm so thankful it's not like that, freaking yes. YES. GO COLE BURST OUT!!

... okay, take your time sweetie, no rush. The other ninja are just going to be fried but eh, happens all the time 🤷‍♀️

VANIA MAH GIRL 💕 I understand Wu, I mean the guys kinda learned all they needed already back when they started to train Lloyd. Ever since then, they had been not master and students, but just family. And you always need family, no matter how far you go 🖤

Awwww, Wu! You got your own development too! 👍 So nice to hear "ninja never quit" again, can't be too sure but it's been a while 😍

Let's hope the guys are doing fine resisting while Team Cole arrives 😎😎

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hey! i love everything you write and can't wait for the next chapter of ttroywh. i saw you're taking prompts and i was wondering if you could write one i saw in @rickibowen saying that riley and maya go to the bachelor and riley's supposed to fall in love with lucas but falls in love w/ farkle who is the camera man/editor of the show and she always tries to make him laugh by making faces during one on one interviews and so, while lucas and maya fall in love w/ each other

hope you don’t mind me cutting it short! i don’t know much about the bachelor and would’ve liked to expand more but the internet is not good at gleaning info on the process 😅 so here’s my take on as much of that au as i could!

enjoy!

Farkle took the dumb job by chance.

Well, he did apply for it, but he never thought he’d actually get the job. In all honesty, he figured his small degree in video production wouldn’t end up fruitful, that it was only really a backburner type of deal. He still did believe that—he was going to pursue something in science, that he was adamant of. He just needed . . . a break from it (“Even geniuses need to take care of their mental health,” his mother had told him.) So he pursued videography, something that had become a sort of hobby to him, and when the summer arrived and he needed cash, he figured he’d apply for this job just for kicks.

Farkle never believed he’d end himself up on the set of The Bachelor, not in a million years.

It was sort of surreal, the whole atmosphere that followed such an illustrious television show. Farkle never bought into the appeal of the show, especially since it seemed silly to drag all these girls along just for some pretty boy to tell them they weren’t “the one”. It just seemed cruel, but then again, who was he to judge? He was earning money off of taping their dreams getting crushed, after all.

The first day on set was a barrage of sensory overload—so many voices, faces he needed to commit to memory, an itinerary of equipment he’d be handling . . . there was just so much. He was halfway tempted to run when he started becoming overwhelmed, but he remembered himself, breathing in and out until he’d maintained a sense of calm.

Farkle could do it. He would do it. There was no way he was backing out now.

The preparation for the show was massive, but then the first day of filming arrived right under his nose. Profiles he’d studied of both the bachelor and the ladies he would be choosing from were going to quickly turn to reality, no longer just faces on a page. He knew he wouldn’t be making friends or anything of that ilk, but he did want to at least talk to people, especially since he’d be the one on the other side of the camera for most of the shooting.

Farkle was going to be the main guy they all report to when it’s time to film their confessions, maybe secrets that would be aired on television but no one else on set would know until later. No one but him, which he was well aware was a heavy burden to carry. But then again, it was reality television—who said anything anyone reveal was actually real? The contestants weren’t getting paid for anything, so truth was muddied at best.

But somehow, despite all of this mess being, well, a mess, Farkle could still say he was excited at the prospect of taking part of something big. This was his shot at obtaining a glimpse a slice of a life he’d never experienced before, and he couldn’t wait to see how it all turned out.

“I can’t believe you talked me into this dumb mess. This is your fault,” Maya groaned from beside Riley as the other girls with them in the limo talked animatedly.

“My fault? How was I supposed to know they’d pick both of us for this show? Besides, you’re the one who submitted your application while we were drunk! You could’ve backed out at anytime and you know it, Hart,” Riley said accusingly. “Besides, we’ll have fun! You need some in your life.”

“I feel like I’m being pimped out by a bunch of white guys to another white guy. I hate this,” Maya slumped down further in her seat. “And they took my phone, too! How am I supposed to entertain myself?”

“Don’t you draw? Just do that. I know you brought your sketchbook,” Riley suggested. Maya shook her head.

“Nope. Not going to happen. I am not advertising my art for the world to see. One of those dumb cameramen are going to sneak up on me and do it without my permission, I just know it.”

“Suit yourself,” Riley shrugged, turning her attention to the rest of the girls in the car. She knew there was a camera in the car with them and that the producers would prefer it if she engaged in conversation about the bachelor, but she’d rather just lay low. She’d try and play it up for them later after she’d seen him up close and personal.

But Maya did have a point. Why was she doing this again? It really was a decision she made on a whim, but unlike Maya, her decision was made completely sober.

The Bachelor had been one of her favorite guilty pleasure shows that she watched over the years, but she had never once entertained the idea of actually becoming a contestant. Perhaps it was when her long-term boyfriend broke up with her that spurred her interest, maybe she just needed something new and this was it. Whatever the case, she had been picked along with her best friend, and wherever Riley went, Maya followed.

She couldn’t be too mad, anyhow—the bachelor they had picked was incredibly handsome.

His name was Lucas Friar, born and raised in Texas. Everything about him sounded like a dream come true, but she kept a smidgeon of skepticism about him just in case the show had encouraged a little truth bending for the sake of appeal. Still, she couldn’t deny that his extensive list of positive qualities all seemed a little too good to be true.

He sounded like a true, southern gentleman, the kind that would meet you at the door and talk to your parents before escorting you out on a date. A lionhearted and loyal friend, the testimonies in his profile had mentioned. A guy who is just so down to earth you can’t help but fall for him. Loves animals of all kinds and is working hard to become a veterinarian. His experience of being raised on a farm spawned his interest in animal care.

If Riley could swoon, she would. She still might, after meeting him.

For the rest of the ride, Riley tried her best to pitch in with the “bachelor talk” the other girls were participating in. She wasn’t too terrible at it, but getting Maya to participate was another thing entirely. Despite making it onto the show and agreeing to be there (Riley told her she didn’t need to say yes to being a contestant! At this point, she’s almost certain Maya agreed for her own personal agenda that Riley’s not privy to), she refuses to play along.

After what felt like an eternity of a car ride, they made it to the mansion they’d be staying at for the duration of their stint on the show. They asked Riley to be the first one out of the limo, something that floored Riley.

First limo, first out—they had a good feeling about Riley, was what that meant. She’d watched enough of The Bachelor to know that the first person to meet the bachelor was important; it was his first impression, the real start of the show, and it meant the producers were rooting for her.

So, no pressure.

Her meeting with Lucas passed by her in a flash, but she had a good feeling about it. He found her slight awkwardness endearing and by just interacting with him, she felt as though there was a certain energy between them. Of course, she’d never been the best at reading situations, but something told her that it was right for her to be on The Bachelor.

After meeting him, she waited in the main room as the other girls got to have their own interaction with Lucas, trying to not feel nervous as they all piled in together. They chatted amongst each other, but Riley couldn’t help but notice Maya hadn’t joined her yet.

Must be the producers, she admonished in her mind.

She wasn’t allowed to keep wondering, however, as a distraction was sent her way. One of the producers walked in, announcing that they were going to start filming confessionals and called Riley up to be the first.

“We just need you to talk about Lucas a little, maybe your experience so far,” he explained as he ushered her off to another room. “Be yourself, but also realize this is television, yeah?”

“So be myself but not really myself?” Riley blurted. The producer nodded.

“Bingo, you’ve got it. Now go in there and kill it.”

With a slight push, Riley entered the confession room, the door closing shut behind her. There was a guy already in there scrawling down notes onto a clipboard, his focus undeterred until the door closing alerted him to her presence.

“Oh, sorry about that,” he muttered, setting the clipboard down. He turned toward her with a slight frown tugging at the corners of his mouth, and Riley couldn’t help but feel bad for him. It seemed less like he was trying to be a professional and more like he didn’t want to be there at all.

“Hey, I know this is a weird request, but what’s your name? I’d like to get to know everyone around here, even if I just last a day,” Riley said. The cameraman’s stormy blue eyes lit up in surprise.

“You want to know my name? No one wants to know my name,” he told her. Now it was Riley’s turn to frown.

No one here wanted to know his name? But he was helping make the show. Was the whole production team for The Bachelor really that callous?

“Well, I do. Here, I’ll start—I’m Riley Matthews,” she beamed, sticking her hand out towards him. He hesitated a moment before enveloping her dainty hand with his, the warmth comforting.

“Farkle Minkus. I’ll be your cameraman for a lot of this run, but mostly just the confessional stuff.”

“Glad to have met you, Farkle.”

After breaking the handshake, it still took Farkle a moment to gain his footing and Riley couldn’t blame him.

“Okay, so you’ll sit at that seat right there,” he gestured in front of him to the empty chair, “And you’ll have to give me a moment to set the lighting right on you and then make sure sound is good.”

Riley did as she was told, waiting patiently in her seat as he shuffled about the room. She observed him scrambling about, heart warming at the awkward way he appeared to be moving. It reminded her of herself when she was anxious.

After a few minutes, Farkle was ready, giving her a countdown to begin.

“Just start talking about your first impression of Lucas, okay?” he instructed.

“Okay,” Riley nodded. She watched in silence as he started the countdown audibly, switching to counting with his fingers when they reached three. Then two, followed by one.

Showtime, she said to herself.

At the end of the first night, Maya was the first to get a rose. Riley wasn’t surprised one bit—Maya had a sort of charm about her and people couldn’t help but be drawn to her. It always surprised her when that happened, and that night was no exception to the rule. As someone who was also competing, Riley couldn’t help but feel a touch jealous, but more than anything, she was proud of her friend.

Despite Maya receiving the first rose, though, Riley did get quite a bit of time to spend with Lucas. He was shy and reserved, yet cheerful and inviting, and they got along quite well. If Riley was a spectator, she’d bet good money on herself.

But her time outside of filming scenes was spent hanging around Farkle. He didn’t really believe her when she said she wanted to get to know the people working on the show, so she was determined to prove him wrong, especially since she just kept being picked by Lucas. Each day, she’d greet Farkle when she’d spot him by the refreshments table set up for the crew, she’d ask how he was when he was there to film her confessions, and just do her best to cheer him up since he always looked down.

“You know you’re going to get me fired, right?” he asked her one day after they filmed a scene. “You keep making faces at me and I’m trying so hard to not laugh but I swear, Riley.”

“Is it making you laugh?” she said, curious.

“Yes, oh my god! They’re going to have to cut so much of that out not just for your dumb faces, but me interrupting their audio,” he groaned. Riley smiled.

“Good. Then I won’t stop!”

“Relentless, Riley Matthews, that’s what you are. And a pain in my ass.”

Riley liked getting to film The Bachelor, but as the days passed by, she had a feeling it was less because of her wanting to be on the actual show and vying for Lucas’ attention, and more due to the fact that Farkle was there.

And if halfway through the filming process Lucas ended it because he’d picked Maya (and she picked him too, shockingly), Riley couldn’t find it in her to be sad.

She had found Farkle, after all, so really she was the true winner of the game.

#riarkle #riley x farkle #riarkle fanfic #riarkle fanfiction #sorry this had the potential to be longer but i couldn't commit more to it than i did #but its written!

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