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klausysworld · 11 months

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Could you do another part of my queen where the Scooby-Doo gang kidnaps y/n thinking she is just a random normal wolf that Klaus cares about like a pet, but then Bonnie finds out what she is and so they try to use her against Klaus with the help of Esther so they turn her into a human?

My Queen PT2

PT1

Since realising I was the wolf that saved him so many times a thousand years ago, Klaus had become much more eager to spend time with me. He seemed to believe he needed to take care of me, as though he owed it to me because of how I watched over him in the past.

He began to leave steaks outside my den and often tried to bring me into his house but I always refused him. He was the kind of person to not let me leave.

I was a wolf, not a pet dog.

And he became very aware of that when I bit his wrist so hard he nearly cried after he attempted to put a collar on him.

His siblings found the situation bizarre and I don’t blame them. Elijah often sighed when Niklaus tried to lure me into the house.

It seemed the Mikaelsons weren’t the only people who thought me to be a pet.

Salvatores, Gilberts, Forbes and Bennetts did too.

So much so that they had caged me and belittled me. They mocked and tormented me while I paced back and forth thinking of a way to get past. I could force my way out, break the bars and bite them all but I had so much wolves bane in my system that I probably wouldn’t get very far at all.

Besides the stupid witch was doing tests on me which weakened me by the minute and the vampires had buckets of wolfs bane mixed water ready to drown me in if I stepped out of line. Which I figured out wasn’t a bluff when I attempted to bite their precious human.

I remained as calm as I could for as long as I could. In fact I only really became more aggressive when a scarred Esther showed up with an arrogant Finn at her side.

She and Bonnie conversed and before I knew it my entire body was screaming at me in absolute agony.

It was as though my blood was on fine and burning me from the inside out, my limbs all bent the wrong ways and my spine snapped out of place.

I forced myself to my paws on shaky legs and began to bolt, I weaved past the witches. The others had left assuming it would take longer for the spell to take place.

I could hear them yelling and my teeth sunk into Finn’s leg when he lunged forward to grab me making him topple over to the ground and his in pain.

Everything hurt as I dashed through the streets alarming the locals and causing havoc and disaster as cars began to crash and people screamed. My senses were going haywire as my insides were stabbed at.

My body became off balanced as my back legs become longer than my front. I rolled forward and my paws fingers got tangled in my fur hair. My yelp sounded softer than usual and my breathing was heavier. I laid still on the ground for a moment when I saw two arms infront of me. I could feel my heart beating faster and I could feel my skin touching my skin. My fingers twitched and I lifted my hand in horror. I rolled onto my back and with far too much effort, pushed myself up with the palms of my hands.

What the fuck.

I looked down with wide eyes and my lips parted when I poked at my knees, I stretched my toes out with a look of disbelief on my face and hesitantly reached up to touch my nose. My teeth were blunt and and my snout was nonexistent and neither were my whiskers. I could hear my breathing quickening as I frantically looked at my new body.

My hair kept falling infront of my vision, it was as white as my fur but much longer and messier. I had little to no fur hair on the rest of my body making me feel weird as I slowly stood up. I grimaced at the feel of dirt and sticks against my feet, they hurt much more than when it was against my paws. I took a step forward only to return straight back to the ground due to leaning too far forward and having to push myself back up. I got onto my hands and knees before dragging myself to a nearby tree and pulling myself up.

This is not fun.

I basically hobbled through the woods, every step caused a horrible sting in the bases of my feet and the bark of the trees scratched my hands and my breasts if I got too close which hurt much more than I had thought. Thankfully the sky was getting darker so people shouldn’t be around. Stupid hikers and campers.

Thankfully only one guy saw me and he was clearly not in the right mind as he just gave me a thumbs up and walked off with a low whistle.

This would be the only time I am grateful for Klaus bringing me to his home so often because now I had memorised all of the ways there. It took way too long to get here but I made it.

I stared at the door blankly and hit my hands against it harshly making me wince as the sting that spread over my palms and pads of my fingers.

I heard a loud grumbling and a string of curses from Niklaus before the door opened making me stumble slightly as some of my weight had been against it. I fell against his chest and his arms circled me instantly.

God inside here was warm. It was absolutely fucking freezing without my fur and his body radiated heat like an open flame would.

His throat cleared but I didn’t look up at him, only stayed against him somewhat awkwardly, not really knowing what to do in this position. I heard footsteps and turned my head to see Elijah with a frown on his face

“Niklaus…why on earth are you hugging a naked girl in the middle of the night?” He asked getting nearer. His eyes locked on mine before glancing at my hair and back to my eyes again, his brows raised and he cleared his throat before turning his head and walking over out of my sight line. He returned within a second and a soft material was brought over my shoulders. I was guided away from Niklaus’s arms.

“You didn’t let anyone know that your little friend here could turn human” Elijah muttered quietly but not quietly enough apparently.

Klaus looked at me with wide eyes and an open mouth as his hand reached out in front of my face making me bare my teeth. His brows furrowed and I frowned before realising I didn’t exactly look very threatening like this.

“I wasn’t aware either” he whispered as his eyes dragged down my body making me pull the blanket around me and give him a dirty look. He blinked at me before apologising breathlessly and looking to Elijah in utter confusion.

He turned back to me with a hesitant look on his face, “my Queen…how long have you been human?” He asked, his tone almost nervous as he stared at me.

“For gods sake you two, look at her, clearly not very long” Rebekah’s voice came from my right before she was right beside me. “Come on flower, let’s get you washed and dried” she told me, her hands grabbed my arms and she pulled me along. I had not idea what to do. I didn’t know how to talk and I wasn’t able to just bite any of them. My cuts weren’t healing and I felt uncomfortable with everything about me.

My eyes widened at the stair case and my head shook quickly. “Come on, it’s okay” she tried as her hand pulled at mine, she tugged harder and my claws nails dug into her wrist and she let go with a curse. “Why you little-“

“Rebekah! Leave her be” Klaus growled before I felt his hand in my hip making me shift “it’s alright sweetheart, I’m going to lift you and take you up okay? We’ll figure this all out as soon as possible” I said nothing only stiffened and looked at him as I was carried up the stairs, one of his arms went under the back of my knees and the other against my back. I kept as still as I could until I was carefully put back down on my feet.

I looked around in confusion at the cold floors and shiny walls. My eyes widened and I stepped back when water began to blast against a big glass box.

“In you go love, into the shower” he directed while pushing me forward, the blanket was taken from me and I was under the hot water. I looked to him in slight betrayal and he gave a faint smile. I looked at him helplessly until he sighed and pushed his pants down and stepped in behind me. “Alright my Queen, everything’s gonna be okay, I’ll get you all clean and we can get some rest. I’ll get a witch out to help”

I tensed when he mentioned a witch but he didn’t comment on it and instead brought his fingers into my hair while the water poured over it and foamy soap fell to the base of the shower. His hands slid down my back and to my hips making me swallow thickly and turn around to look up at him. He was much taller in human form compared to our wolves.

I had seen Niklaus without any clothes many times after he turned but never had my body reacted the way it was now. Everything felt much hotter and my lower abdomen tingled. I looked up to see his brows risen as his head tilted to the side with a growing smirk on his lips

“Well you certainly are different like this aren’t you?” He hummed making me growl quietly in my throat though it sounded much softer than I had hoped and he chuckled. “Not quite the same affect hm?” His hand cupped my face and his thumb rubbed over my lower lip making my brows furrow “not so strong now are we little wolf?” He cooed at me like I was a child’s, so I did the only logical thing I could think of and bit his thumb.

He hissed and snatched his hand away making me see my opening and rush out of the shower, I was dripping wet as I ran out the bathroom and through his room only for him to appear directly infront of me at the doorway. I let out an ‘mph’ as I knocked into him and winced at the impact against my breasts.

I shoved at his chest but was lifted up and tossed onto his bed making me yelp. In a flash he was back on top of me and my face was heating up significantly as his naked body pressed to mine. My body reacted on its own to him and I was starting to get annoyed with myself. “You need to calm down love” he whispered lowly and a delightful sensation ran along my spine. My breathing picked up and my thighs squeezed together. His fingers brushed over my cheek and he gently kissed the corner of my mouth. “I shouldn’t have belittled you, I got carried away with how adorable you are as a human” he murmured and I let out a breath. “I never expected you to be human my queen, I didn’t think about how desirable you’d look” he whispered “but you’re all confused at the moment and clearly been through something so for now, I will get you something to cover up your stunning body so that I don’t pounce on you…again” he smiled and I gave a weak one in response.

With much reluctance he got me into a shirt and underwear, him self in a similar state and beckoned me over to his side of the bed. I shuffled closer and he brought an arm around me, my nose pressed to his chest and i breathed in his scent. He didn’t smell as strong without my wolf nose but he still smelt nice.

His hand stroked the back of my head pleasantly and I sunk into the bed, being a human wasn’t awful per say but I sure as hell hoped that those stupid witches burned for it.

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spicyvampire · 3 months

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So I was thinking about your amazing post about Tharn, Doc, and Phaya. You thought that Tharn would have become a doc/nurse or something in the healing profession (which I completely agree with) if not for trauma. Which got me thinking about Doc Slowmotion and why he became a doctor of all things? Surely there would have been an easier job that would have allowed him access to Tharn's life. I think he took thought Tharn would become a doc or something like that which would have put him in perfect position to mentor and support Tharn. But instead Tharn took a hard left to becoming a cop straight to Phaya so Doc was like "fine I will be a doc that helps with cop cases?!?" I don't know if this made sense but wanted to share and thank you for your long detailed post. It was a great read and spot on.

Thank you, and I'm guessing that you are referencing to this post so I kinda have 2 answers for this I'll put them under keep reading too i'm sure they might get long again

AHEAD OF THE GAME

Before watching the whole show, I thought Dr Snake was a therapist to manipulate Tharn, like Tharn's parents died in an accident he survived at a young age, and at some point he was gonna need therapy for this, so at first I thought he went in there to keep being ahead of the narrative and have a prime view on everything going on Tharn wise what better way to make sure the one you want does exactly what u want by being literally being there to pick his brain when you need to? (honestly such an Hannibal move, that's why I keep saying this man got his PhD at Hannibal Lecter's school of psychiatry)

But this way of seeing this was always a bit fuelled by the fact that I wasn't sure if Snake, PhD was actually in love with Tharn, which frankly I stopped wondering when even the Abbot said it

I was like okay he does love Tharn, like so much he doesn't care what happens to his soul if he keep trying to play shoot the bird, I think doctor snake genuinely love this reincarnation of Wansarut a lot so much that it does change his motivations in the end (will talk about it in the post I'll make about it) so it might less be about manipulation and more about a good way to just be there and know everything going on first hand and honestly just care for Tharn

MENTOR

But what you said about him being Tharn's mentor is also an interesting take on what I said in my post, cuz yes I said Tharn would make more sense in the medical field because his soul is one of a healer and protector but I was also kinda flirting with the mediator aspect of him, and while yes I was thinking paramedic, doctor, er nurse or plain nurse, therapist would make just so much sense too cuz like let's just think about the way Tharn interact with every suspect on this show, it's always so compassionate, understanding and full of empathy, he is just always so emotionally intelligent like more than the rest of the Scooby Doo gang (like the only other one that comes close but maybe a not Tharn level I feel might be Thongthai) Remember Art situation with his ex Kao?

Tharn had such an accurate read on the man and it wasn't only cuz of his visions, after the interrogation Phaya was like why do you think Art didn't have anything to do with Kao's disappearrence and this (!!!!) was Tharn's answer

Not only was this an accurate read on Art's very confusing emotional state, but also he knew exactly what Art was feeling not only because of his vision but because of his emotional intelligence and also

He understands Art not only because of his good read on the man but also what he is saying is like exactly what Tharn is living with Phaya, they both love each other, they know they love each other, but they cannot be together, it's why Ioved this part of Art's case, because you can literally see Tharn's emotional intelligence and make clear parallels between that case and what PhayaTharn are living

Also the fact that he immediatly ask to free Art after they find out he probably didn't cause Kao to disappear, he is the only one to do it

So yeah I think seeing Wansarut's whole character description of being a healer/a protector/a mediator, Doctor Snake might have thought he would become a therapist and put himself there to be Tharn's mentor, and he would have been right, Tharn would have made an excellent therapist (or social worker), but got fucked up because well Tharn's life kinda changed direction when his parents got murdered in that car accident, but still decided to stayed there because by that time, he was friend enough with Tharn for it to not be weird to still be there even when Tharn stopped seeing him as a therapist (this also work with the whole ahead of the game part tbh)

And helping on cop case was probably a coincidence cuz I'm not sure if he knew that Art was going to have a relapse (but again I wouldn't put it past him to have provoked that to insert himself in the cop atmosphere, Hannibal style)

#ask #sorry for the late answer op and thanks for the ask very interesting #the sign #the sign the series #can't believe I didn't think about tharn being a therapist when I have a whole psychology bachelor #hope this make sense i wrote half of it on the bus lmao

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1-800-munson · 2 years

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My Love Is Alive || Eddie Munson

Pairing: Eddie Munson X Reader

Word Count: 2k

Request: okay here me out. eddie munson x reader eddie makes a promise to y/n and their infant son he’ll be back.he does but is in the hospital and they have a heartfelt reunion and Eddie proposes to y/n. - @writing-fanics

A/N: Thank you sm for the request! When I say I loved writing this!! Please give me feedback!

!!Requests Are Open!!

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“Check it out. The warzone. I’ve been there once, it’s huge! It has everything you would need for um…killing things!” Eddie explained as he placed a flyer for the store on the table.”Is that a grenade! Look how any of this legal?!” Robin asked as she looked down at the flyer. “Well luckily for us it is! This place is just right outside of hawkins! As long as we stay clear of main roads we can avoid cops or uh angry hicks…” he said with an uncomfortable smile on his face.

“If we’re trying to avoid angry hicks, maybe we shouldn’t go to some place called the warzone!” Dustin pointed at Erica, silently agreeing with her. “Normally I would agree with you but we need the weapons, so i think it’s worth the risk!” Nancy said as she crossed her arms over her chest. “Me too!” Erica looked at Lucas surprised. “But It'll take all day to bike from here to there!” Dustin said as he followed Nancy's actions.

“Who said anything about biking?” Eddie said as he stood up straight. “What? Do you have a car we don’t know about?” Steve asked, confused. “It’s not exactly a car steve! And it’s not exactly mine.” Eddie said with a smile. Everyone looked at each other confused.

You sighed as you heard knocking on your front door. You decided to ignore it. "What kind of party would you like for your first birthday?" You asked Joey, yours and Eddie's 12 month baby. As you sat down next to him, he just babbled at you before looking back at his cartoon "Would you like scooby doo?" Before Joey could come up with any form of a response the knocking continued.

You sighed and got up from the floor. You walked over to your door and were surprised to see Nancy, Steve and the kids behind them. “Hey Nance What’s up?” you asked as you noticed the kids kept looking around the area. “Do you know Eddie munson?” you tensed up and moved the door a bit closer to yourself, making sure to hide joey for their sight. “Why?” Shuffling was heard as you tilted your head at the sound. “Hey gorgeous!” Eddie said with a smile. You let out a breath of relief. “Hi eddie!” you smiled at him. “Could we borrow your RV please?” he asked, doing a smile you couldn’t say no to.

“What For?” you asked confused. “We need to um go to a store..” he said, trying to think of a way to explain this whole situation. “We need to get stuff to kill something from the upside down!” Steve said bluntly. Eddie was the only one who didn’t know you had helped the gang the previous times. “Another demogorgon?!” you asked with wide eyes. “No but just as bad, the murders that have been happening isn’t eddie or an actual killer, it’s someone form the upside down.” you stared at nancy “I’m sorry but “someone” from the upside down! There was a person there!” Eddie looked between you and Nancy as she quickly brought you back up to speed with them.

“Let me go with!” you said as you walked over to the bowl of keys and got the RV keys out. “You can’t y/n!” Eddie said, making everyone turn to look at him confused as to why you couldn’t join them.

“Why not munson?” you asked, putting your hands on your hips. Eddie looked in Joey's direction. You sighed at him “I have a babysitter for him! Give me a moment! Come in guys!” you said before you dashed into your kitchen to call the babysitter.

The group walked into your home and looked around, Steve and Robin were the first to notice Joey in the living room. They slowly elbowed the others to look at Joey, who didn’t bother looking at the visitor in his home. “Hey little dude!” Eddie with a smile as he walked over and picked Joey up. “Eddie, you can't just go around and pick up random babies!” Dustin said as the group watched Joey get all excited in his arms.

“Well luckily this one’s mine, everyone this is joey munson! Say hi joe” he told the baby who didn’t move and just stared at Eddie with admiration “My mom said we could just drop him off instead! His babysitter wasn’t there.” you said as you came running out from your room, struggling to tie your shoelace while standing up.

“Alright let's go!” you said as you started walking out the door, the group followed. No said anything as you dropped off joey at your parents house. It wasn’t till you got back into the RV when the questions started for you and eddie.

“You have a child with Eddie munson and you didn’t tell us?” Nancy asked you as she sat down next to robin. “There was a reason I wasn't in school for so long!” you told the pair who looked at each other shocked.

The ride to the store was interesting due to Steve's turns in the RV.

“Dustin, y/n and lucas, you three stay here and make sure no one sees eddie!” Steve directed as he and the others got out of the RV and walked into the store. “You knew eddie! Why didn’t you tell us y/n!” Dustin said with a smile, two of his favorite people knew each other without a mutual friend. “I didn’t think you boys would get along with him but again you all play dnd!” you said as you leaned against the window.

After a few minutes everyone came running back into the rv with bags of their needed supplies. "What's wrong?" Lucas asked, as everyone quickly jumped into their seats. "You're old friends are here!" Erica replied, you quickly tossed a blanket for Eddie to cover his head with.

After that tiny scare had happened, Steve drove to an empty field and parked the RV on the side of the road. Everyone had broken up into pairs, you followed behind Eddie and Dustin, you grabbed the nails they would be needing for their makeshift shields. "How does it feel?" Dustin asked Eddie as he picked up the shield and acted like he was blocking himself off. "Light but durable, deadly but reliable!"

"Hear me now! No more retreating from Eddie the banished!" Eddie said chuckling, putting the trash can lid down next to you. "Sounds like you're ready for bat-tle!" Dustin laughed at his own joke. You and Eddie looked at each other, you forced yourself from laughing. "Get it..B-A-T, Battle?" He tried to explain to you both. You and Eddie looked at each other before Eddie tackled dustin.

"You son of a bitch!" Dustin said as he and Eddie playfully fought "no wedgies! No wedgies!" Dustin exclaimed as the pair rolled around. "Be Careful you two or else someone's gonna end up with grass marks on their pants!" You told the boys, making Eddie and Dustin stand up from the grass. Eddie held onto dustin. "Never change, Dustin henderson!" He smiled at him. "You either, y/n y/l/n!" Eddie walked over and sat down next to you. "You sound much more like a mom now!" Dustin laughed as he sat on the crate next to you and eddie. "I still can't believe it, my old babysitter and my favorite friend have a child together!" Dustin said still in disbelief.

You and Eddie smiled, Eddie pulled out his wallet and showed a polaroid picture of Joey to dustin. "He looks so cute!" Dustin gushed at the photo. You smiled and continued to hammer nails into the trash can lids. "How are those spears coming along, Sinclairs?" Eddie yelled towards Erica and Lucas's direction. Erica scoffed at Lucas's thumbs up and muttered something to him. Eddie sent Dustin over to the duo before they could start fighting.

You and Eddie sat in silence as you hammered the lids while Eddie stared at the polaroid photo he had stashed behind cash of you and Joey at his uncle's small birthday celebration. "You promise you'll come back to me and Joey, right eddie?" You asked, slightly scared of his possible answer.

"Of course I will y/n!" He rubs your leg in reassurance "You make sure you'll protect Dustin too right?" You asked as you watched everyone else finish up making their makeshift weapons and armor. "I'll make sure Henderson will be alright!" He said as you pulled his bandana from his back pocket and unfolded it. "Tonight protect Dustin like he's a grown up joey, understand me munson?" You asked Eddie as you tied the bandana around his head. "I do y/l/n!" He said with a chuckle. Dustin smiled as he watched you and Eddie play around while you got Eddie geared up.

That Night

You sighed as you watched as Steve drove up towards the old creel house and dropped off Lucas, Max and erica. "Good luck, be careful" you told the trio as they got out of the rv. Steve watched them go up to the front steps before driving away to the forest hills trailer park.

You sighed as Steve parked the RV in front of Eddie's trailer. "Promise me you'll both make sure you and Dustin will come back to me safe?" You told Eddie as you watched everyone unload from the rv. "I told you earlier y/n I will!" He said softly as he held you. "I know but I can't stand the feeling that I could lose you in there eddie.." you felt yourself hold onto his jacket tighter as he tried to pull away from you.

"Don't leave me munson!" You felt tears dropping onto his leather clad shoulder. Eddie kissed the top of your head before he pulled away from you head, he leaned down a bit and kissed your lips, he held your head in his hands and smiled at you "After this all you'll have to worry about is what kind of cake Joey will want at his birthday party!" He joked, you smiled at him and kissed him one last time before he had to go inside.

You watched as the gang entered the trailer before you started up the rv and drove away.

Later

It had been about two hours since the group had been dropped off at Eddie's trailer. It wasn't till two in the morning when you heard the phone ringing, you sighed as you got out of bed and walked towards the phone that was hung up in the kitchen.

"Hello?" You greeted as you wiped away the sleep from your eyes. "Y/n! Come to the hospital fast, it's about eddie!" Dustin said into the phone, you quickly figured out which hospital and hung up on dustin. You walked back to your room and threw on clothes. You walked over towards Joey's side of the bed and picked him up.

The infant stirred as you carried him to your beat up car and put him into his carseat. "Hush, go back to sleep honey!" You calmed Joey as you buckled him in. You ran to your side of the car and drove to the hospital, you were pretty sure you had broken every driving law.

You quickly parked and grabbed Joey a.d made your way into the ER. "Y/n!" You turned to see Nancy waving you over to where your small group was waiting together. The kids perked up when they saw you carrying joey over. Robin took Joey from you as Nancy and Steve talked to you.

They quickly got you up to speed with what had happened to eddie. "Is he alright?" You asked, as you sat down next to dustin. You sighed and rubbed his back as he held his head in his hands. "The doctors are looking over him right now, but we won't be able to see him." You stopped rubbing Dustin's back and looked at Steve confused. "The police want to try to investigate him." You rolled your eyes at his words.

It had been about an hour before you spoke to Dustin "I'm glad you saved him dustin!" The teen looks up at you. "I thought he was really gonna die, those bats tried to eat him, when I tried to save him he just pushed me away, he told me to leave and go back to you. He started to say his goodbyes to me!" you sighed and hugged Dustin as he cried into your shoulder. "It's alright Dustin, you saved him, didn’t you?" You asked, he gave you a nod as he wiped away his tears. "I think Joey wants to thank you for that!" You said with a smile as you watched Joey stare at Dustin in Nancy's arms, showing his two bottom teeth to you both. You both laughed as Joey tried to lean forward but Nancy caught him.

"Ms y/l/n?" You shot up and turned to face the doctor "yes?" You walked over. "You may visit Mr Munson now, he will be kept here for his whole recovery." You nod your head, "Would you like to see him?" You nod at the doctor. "May I grab my sweater real quick?" The doctor nodded. You quickly ran back and gave the group an explanation before running back over to the doctor. He led you to Eddie's recovery room. You thanked the doctor as they left you and Eddie be.

"I kept my promise." Eddie said as you walked into his room. You quickly ran over and gently hugged him. "I was worried something had happened to you!" You told him as you clung onto him. "I made sure to protect Dustin like you said." He said with a light laugh. "I heard, don't you ever dare do that again!" You lightly smacked his arm. “I can’t afford to lose you eddie!” you let out the tears you held back. “And you won’t y/n!, you're stuck with me and Joey until the end of time!” he said as he held the back of your head. “Is that a proposal, munson?” you smiled as you wiped your tears away with eddie’s help. “What if it is?” he asked as he admired your eyes.

“I’ll gladly take it!” you smiled and kissed him on his chapped lips. “I love you mrs munson!” he muttered into the kiss, you pulled away and smiled at the new nickname. “And I love you mr munson!” you both leaned in and started kissing again.

“Oh god!”

“Ew! Old people kissing!”

“In Front of the baby!”

“Cover his eyes dustin!” you and eddie pulled away from the kiss laughing at your friends reactions. It seemed like everything was gonna be alright.

Bonus

“Eddie, would you mind?” Mike asked, gesturing to the infant on the hospital bed. Eddie smiled at Joey “Joe, c’mon yell for your mom!” Joey just stared at Eddie before he looked back at mike. Joey just smiled and babbled at him before he crawled closer to him, Mike hesitantly picked him up. Joey smiled and got closer before he tried to bite Mike with his two little harmless teeth. “Y/n! He’s doing it again!” gareth yelled as they watched joey attack mike with his bottom teeth.

“Joey Munson!” you playfully scolded as you watched steve grab joey off of mike’s face. Joey just babbled as he parted ways from Mike and right into your arms. “Don’t go around biting people!” you tickled his sides as eddie started hellfire’s new campaign. While the members gathered to discuss their next move Eddie looked around his hospital room and smiled at the sight, his other club members talking passionately about their new campaign, yourself and the other’s playing with Joey to keep him busy. Eddie’s smile got wider as he saw your newly bought ring, he had Steve and Dustin buy for him, shine in the sunset peaking through the closed blinds.

And to think he almost never got to witness this sight.

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demetriandelibinaryboyfriends · 1 year

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@allvalley100

Prompt: Wildcard

Friendships: Demetri & Miguel & Eli (ft. Sam & Yasmine)

So I saw this week's prompt, and all I could think of was the IASIP episode where they try to sell gas door-to-door XD CW for pretty explicit sexual mentions that were...pretty inevitable, considering the source material XD Also CW for some (lighthearted) sexism, although it's kinda played for comedy/absurdity.

This a 6-parter--600 words total! Takes place in S4 or S5, when the entirety of the OG loser trio are fighting against Cobra Kai.

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“As the brains of this operation, I think—”

“You’re the brains?” Miguel sounds a little heartbroken. “I thought I was the brains.”

“No, no, you’re the looks!”

“So…I’m not smart?” Miguel looks even more crushed.

“It’s not that!” Demetri gestures frantically, trying to salvage the situation. “You’re the looks, I’m the brains, Eli’s the wildcard.”

“I’m the wildcard?” Eli lights up. “That’s fucking awesome!”

“It’s the iconic formula, right?” Demetri grins. “Can’t fail with it. The Scooby Gang never did!”

“So…by not playing into that dynamic, we’re limiting our potential?” Miguel looks intrigued.

“Exactly. Can’t mess with a classic.”

“So Cobra Kai’s plowing us in the ass, right?”

Miguel’s dubious. “Don’t know if I’d put it like that—”

“Their stupid merchandise! Their flashy ads!” Demetri scoffs. “They’re ruining our lives with their synchronized kicks and their rotten ass-plowing hearts! As the brains, I’ve concocted a plan that involves oiling our asses and doing a little plowing of our own.”

His accompanying gestures are met with concern.

“Not gay sex,” he clarifies.

“Oh, good! I was sorta worried.” Eli sounds almost insultingly relieved. “What did you mean?”

“Gentlemen…” Demetri smirks. “We’re going to sell more merch than Cobra Kai.”

“We’ll need a bank loan to order and print the merchandise. I’ll spin the proposal to sound sensible, and Miguel’ll sit there looking pretty…and possibly providing sad puppy-dog eyes if needed.”

“This plan sucks.” Eli scowls. “I don’t get to do anything!”

“Untrue!” Demetri retorts. “You’re the wildcard—you sit there looking unhinged. Like you could snap should our proposal be rejected.”

“Like this?”

Although Demetri appreciates Eli’s reluctance to re-awaken The Hawk, a little pout isn’t very wildcard-esque.

“Pretend the bank left Miyagi-Fang a bad Yelp review. You’re plotting revenge.”

Ah. There’s that slasher smile.

“That I can do.”

As Miguel presses the gas, his eyes flick between Demetri and Eli.

“What the hell happened?”

“Eli tried showcasing the merch with karate moves, and we kicked our first potential customer in the face. She called the cops.”

Miguel groans.

“Demetri, you said this plan was flawless.”

“Hey! I did exactly what a wildcard would do!” Eli protests.

Miguel sighs. “So Demetri as the brains isn’t working, so I’ll be the brains and Demetri can be the muscle.”

Despite himself, Demetri blushes.

“You…think I could be the muscle?”

“Yes, sure, if it means I make the plans from now on.”

“Don’t you see? That’s why the plans weren’t working! We were operating on an incomplete crew!”

Miguel gestures frantically at Sam and Yasmine, whom the boys have doggedly hunted down in Forever 21. When Miguel unexpectedly changed course to the Valley mall, all Demetri and Eli could do was confusedly follow their new leader.

“Sam’s the muscle,” Miguel explains. “I’m the looks, Demetri’s the brains, Hawk’s the wildcard. It’s a full set!”

“You’re going to steal my only shopping buddy?” Yasmine complains. “Moon’s in the Maldives all week!”

“Come along!” Demetri says brightly. “We still need a Token Useless Chick!”

Demetri loves being the brains again.

“Sam, once we kidnap Kyler, beat him up until he confesses to some Cobra Kai felony.”

“My pleasure.”

“Miguel, use your puppy-dog eyes and sweet-talk the cops into giving us reward money for turning Kyler in.”

“Will do!”

“Yasmine, continue being useless and complaining about everything.”

“Ugh.”

“Reward money goes toward making merch, and—hey, what’s with the brakes?”

“I CUT THE BRAKES!”

Eli’s shriek fills the car.

“WILDCARD, BITCHES!”

The Sentra’s evacuated in seconds, albeit with much screaming and cursing. But let it never be said Eli Moskowitz doesn’t commit to the bit.

#allvalley100 #demetri alexopoulos #demetri cobra kai #miguel diaz #eli moskowitz #hawk #sam larusso #samantha larusso #yasmine cobra kai #cobra kai #cobra kai season 4 #cobra kai season 5 #also yes Dem Eli and Miguel have Miguel drive Eli's Sentra when they do stuff together #mainly because Dem and Eli bitch about each other's driving but they're both cool with Miguel's XD #you know I'm right #(although Demetri talks everyone into letting him drive later because he's The Brains. Supposedly.)#tbh Yasmine's the only girl in the cast who I can (jokingly) call useless and not feel terrible about it XD #Like I could never call Moon useless!!! I could never live with that guilt!!!#Yas tho? Like I love her (or my incredibly detailed concept of her) but #strictly speaking...what does canon Yasmine actually add to anything??? Validating Demetri sometimes???#Eli can do that plenty well on his own akjdlish #as can Miguel and Sam and Dem's other friends for that matter!#also I realized while rewatching the iasip that Mac is the unholy fusion of Eli and Demetri #like the cockiness??? the false confidence in how smart he is??? the obsession with working out??? the gay denial???#he's like if you take the worst of both of them aiudhousbyf

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Ask game: #7, 12, and 25

7. Post a snippet from a wip.

“The preliminary reports from the fields are good,” Vortalis told Holland. There was a clink as the king placed an Ost chip on the board. “You did well.”

“Mm,” Holland replied. He was looking out the window across the rooftops of London, at the pale colourless clouds and soft sunlight reflecting on the grey roofs. Nothing hurt his eyes here. Nothing and everything. He was glad to be home. Where I should be.

“Holland,” Vor said. “Your turn.”

“What? Oh.” Holland looked over to find Vor gesturing at the board. He chose a chip and put it into his defensive line.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Vor asked. When Holland didn’t reply, he shrugged and put his own answering chip down. “Kot,” he said. “My game.”

Holland nodded. “Well played.” And it was. A bold, decisive strategy, impeccable planned and cleverly executed. Just as Vor’s games always were. He fiddled with one of the chips. “Do you want another?” he asked.

“No,” his king said.

12. Do you outline your fics? If yes, how detailed are your outlines? How far do you stray from them?

I try to always start with a clear idea of the essential points I want to hit. I usually know how the story is going to end (on the key parts of the plot) and overall how I want to get there, as well as some essential elements along the way. Since Nothing Alike is a mystery, I plotted a bit more than I usually do, but I mainly knew who the culprit was, how the curse was transmitted, and how it was operating. The rest I developed as I went. I did have a few things I knew I wanted to do: the Holland/Vor scene above was one of the essential elements of the plot there for the beginning, as was the visit to Grey London and George III.

That said, I do depart from the outline when I need to/when the story needs it. I usually find that if my writing stalls it is because there is something in the plot that doesn’t work or I’ve neglected to think through how the character would react to a situation. For example, much of chapter 7 of Nothing Alike was an addition, although the ending was always a key part of the plot. The rest came out because Holland and his Scooby gang of investigators were getting along too well - it was all consistent with the original plan, but wouldn’t have happened there or quite that way until I thought through Holland and where he was at.

All that said, I broke my own rule about knowing the essential elements with Not Alone. The first two chapters were pretty much planned out and largely written, but chapter three with the twist ending, which is now what the whole story hangs on, came together later in the process. And I’m OK with those two chapters, but the third is probably one of my favorites of everything I’ve ever written. :) So you really never know! LOL.

What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

I enjoy it all, but almost certainly brainstorming/outlining. I love thinking through a pivotal scene, and there is nothing like the high of solving a plotting problem. But a close second is historical research, which I think is part of worldbuilding. I absolutely love learning new facts about history because I need to know what kind of needles medieval people used, or how sidesaddles worked,or when trains were introduced into England (too late - huge bummer!). Then with writing/editing, getting that flow going or the perfect line. So it is all good!

#fanfic ask game #my writing #shades of magic

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yourthoughtsjim · 5 months

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A Frosty Surprise

Cisco x reader x Frost, afab/femme

Warnings: Daddy kink, Mommy kink, fingering, oral (r giving), breeding mention, overstimulation

Words: 4.1K+

It had been months since you and Cisco started dating. Although, it felt like ages. There were moments where you caught yourself staring at him during team debriefings.

All of the rest of the team would tease you two. Harry especially, he'd make comments on how you two rivaled the love of the Scarlet Speedster and Lady Flash themselves.

Frost wasn't too far behind him either. Except her comments were of the, less than savory variety. She'd come into the cortex boasting about how she knew exactly what you liked after overhearing you and Cisco.

Barry was the only one who really kept his remarks to himself. However, you knew that the protector of Central City had some comments by the way he would give you knowing looks whenever you two would be late for work.

"So, on the agenda today, we need to find a way to get Amunet back in her cell." Barry spoke amongst the team.

Cisco had be frantically going over surveillance footage of the night she escaped. "Those cells are supposed to he meta proof, I still don't understand how she got out." He states.

"Yes, but are they *human* proof? She could've used the same trick Barry used when he and Oliver got all… Quantum Leap on us." You pipe up.

"God, you're so sexy when you talk movie reference to me." Cisco comments.

"Alright, you two lovebirds knock it off, we have a serious problem on our hands. Amunet is one of the most dangerous metas we've faced. It's such a shame to see her lose all of the progress she made." Caitlin interjects.

You knew she was right. You're attention is brought back to the matter at hand. "Well, we know she used to hang around with Goldface. In fact, if my research proves me right, they were dating at one point." You state. A shocked look came from the rest of Team Flash.

"Yeah, I know, I thought it was weird too." You pause. "The last place Goldface was seen was at Jitters. Thank you metahuman alert app." You finish.

A smile from Cisco was received. He was always so proud of the app he created. Even after all these years.

"Alright, everyone suit up." Barry states clapping his hands together.

All of you, minus Barry, went to the locker room put in place for situations like these. Putting the combination into yours, you look at your shimmering silver outfit. It matched your powerset.

That powerset being electro-kinesis. You could control the electricity around you. Which made for some cool tricks you and Barry could pull off. His lightning bolts didn't hurt you one bit.

One by one, you put each article of clothing on. You always finished with the necklace however. It channeled your powers almost to a tee. It was what Cisco designed it for after all.

Seeing a blue glow from behind you, you knew your boyfriend had opened a breach to Goldface's location.

Stepping out of the portal, the meta criminal's back in faced towards you. "Hey, Goldie! We gotta talk." You yell.

"They grow up so fast." Frost, who was to the right of you, commented.

"You really need to move out. Frost is a bad influence on you." Cisco half-jokes.

Barry rolls his eyes. "We need information on Ammunet's whereabouts."

"Wow, brought the whole gang, well, minus Scooby." Goldface lets out a small chuckle.

"We don't want to fight, but if it comes down to it, we will." Cisco states.

"You're out of luck. I just so happen to be in a fighting mood right now." He states grabbing his chain made of gold.

The first person he attempted to hit was Frost but you stood in the way and grabbed it. He hissed in a pain as you sent electric shocks down the lasso of truth knockoff.

Barry sped around you, getting ready to toss you a lightning bolt. Frost had formed a nice sheen of ice under Goldface.

When the lightning bolt was ready, you grab it slice through Goldface's heel. He couldn't gain control with the ice beneath him.

As he stared up, the four of you surrounded him. "Now, information, and maybe we'll think about letting you go." Cisco says while pointing a fist at him.

Defeated, he finally answers. "Last time I saw her was her club. About a week ago. That's all I know."

Barry quickly meta-cuffed him and sped him to the pipeline while the three of you made it to Amunet's not so secret club.

"Frosty! It's been a minute, hasn't it?" A woman's voice ran through your ears from behind. "Oh and you brought… friends. Ah! Vibey and Sparky! The newest meta couple. I could catch a pretty penny for you two."

"Cut the crap, Amunet. Why have you fallen back into your old ways after all of the help we've given you?" Frost demanded.

"As it turns out, Elsa, being a hero doesn't pay well. If at all, so I decided to rally up what was left of my crew."

Then you hear an all too familiar jingle of metal. Turning around you yell for Frost's attention. Luckily she froze the piece of metal without breaking eye contact with Amunet.

Amunet looks between you and Cisco and smirks. Crossing her body diagonally, she send shards of metal towards you.

You dodge out of the way but not before one makes a gash in your arm. That set you off. "Oh, sweetheart, you think a little cut is going to stop me from hauling your ass back to the pipeline?" You retort.

Your eyes glow silver as you knock all of the power out in the building. This gave Cisco enough time to activate his night vision on the goggles he always wore.

He could see her in near perfect detail. All it took was a few seconds and a bright stream of blue came out of his fist. He quickly knocks her to the ground right as Barry showed up. With a whoosh, he places some meta-cuffs on her.

Picking her up, he makes comments that this time she won't get away.

Now, you were back at S.T.A.R Labs where the four of you were back in your comfy clothes. Not that your super suit was uncomfortable, Cisco makes sure that each suit he produces is as comfortable as possible.

"Where we headed tonight?" Frost asks.

Sometimes you, Cisco and Frost would hangout after a battle. It was either at you and Frost's place or Cisco's.

After contemplating for a few moments, the three of you decided at you and Frost's place.

Heading into the apartment you, Frost and by extension Caitlin, shared, you plop down on the couch. "Fuck, I'm sore." You comment.

"It's probably that wound you didn't take care of." Caitlin, who now took over the body, comments while she gets out a first aid kit.

"I told you, I'm fine. Tis but a flesh wound." You reference Monty Python to get a laugh out of Cisco. You were successful.

Rolling her eyes, she attends to the injury on your arm. Searing pain was sent through your body when she wipes around the cut. Then she spreads some iodine on it. More searing pain happened.

You were lucky Cisco was there to hold your hand during the process. You don't know how you got through most things without him.

After she wraps a bandage around you, she gives it a soft pat and kiss. "Make sure she takes care of it and cleans it when I'm not around." The doctor instructs.

"Don't worry, I won't." Cisco stated.

"You did a good job, princess. Both in the field and getting taken care of." He whispers on your ear.

"Thank you." You respond with a voice crack. He always did have his ways of affecting you. Whether that be him purposely fiddling with something in his hands, or whispering praises in your ear.

It was like the first day you met him all over again. When you joined the team after your parents kicked you out for fear of 'safety'. You were scared on the corner of the street when Barry found you and brought you back to the team.

Of course, the first person who caught your eye was Cisco. The handsome long haired nerd you would one day become an item with.

It hadn't taken long before you fell head over heels for the man. Watching him work really calmed your nerves after your first day on the field. Even back then he always made sure to praise you for doing well.

Another thing you loved about Cisco was his dedication to the ones he loved most. Whether that be Barry or Frost or even you. He made a point to show just how much he cared about, not only his team, but his family.

The three of you had beers in your hands, shooting shit about past battles.

"Yeah, when Oliver showed up to the battle between Barry and Eobard, I almost spat my drink out." Cisco remarked.

"Too bad I was still dormant in Caity, it would've been great to join in." Frost takes a swig from the bottle.

"I'm actually shocked you didn't show up earlier, especially after the whole kidnapping thing." Cisco states.

The ice meta just shrugged her shoulders while leaning back in the couch. Now, you had always found Frost attractive but seeing her like this. Her legs spread apart with her arm over the back of the couch, sent a heat down to your core.

You ignore it for the time being. You had other things to talk about. "Oh, did you see that Hartley gained control of his parents company?" You inquire.

"No way! I for sure thought that case was going to bomb." Frost piped up.

"Yeah! It shocked me too."

"And nothing shocks my babygirl." Cisco put his arm around you, careful not to put too much pressure on the wound.

You knew he was making a joke based on your powers so you just rolled your eyes. "Oh come on! That was a good one and you know it." The meta exclaimed.

"I guess the vibes didn't sit well with that one." You remark.

A playful smack to your thigh was the only response you got.

Cisco had been teasing you all night, rubbing your thigh and your shoulders with that gentle touch he knew you liked. It really worked you up.

Taking the last swig of your third beer, you then grab Cisco's hand and lead him to the bedroom. Frost gave her two cents with a comment on using protection. Even though you had been sterile for a long time now.

It wasn't even two seconds within you closing the door that you two had started tearing each other's clothes off. The kiss that you pulled your boyfriend into was deep and passionate. It was almost like you hadn't seen him in ages.

He broke the kiss by tossing you on the bed. Climbing over you, he teases your slit with his fingers. "Go on, pretty girl, tell Daddy what you want." He knew you too well.

"Mm, what Daddy to finger me while he rubs my clit." You respond.

He took the request to heart and in no time you were being stimulated just the way you liked it.

A few moments of this went by. He would switch from fingering you to rubbing your clit with gentle touches. "You know, princess, I noticed the way you were staring at Frost earlier. I bet you want her so badly, don't you?" He teased. "Why don't I call her in here. Have her help me make you feel good."

Your face ran red hot. The thought of your roommate seeing you like this sent your mind crazy.

"Hey Frost! Come in here for a little while." He yelled.

It was like she was waiting for this day because she was in the room faster than you can say "Run Barry run."

"I knew she'd be hot but not this hot. God, she sounds so pretty moaning." She comments, making her way to the side of the bed.

She stands there for a few moments. Admiring how you reacted to Cisco's touches. She got to wondering how wet you had gotten. She reaches her hand out to your cunt. "Can I?" She asks.

Cisco pulled away. "Be my guest. She's drenched." Frost took the space up between your legs.

You felt cold fingers slide into your cunt, making you shiver. "S-So cold." You whimper.

"Oh, sweet little princess. Mommy's got so many surprises for you. Just be patient." She speaks in a soft voice. A softer voice than she normally does.

Her fingers continue to slide in and out of you with ease. Cisco really opened you up for her. It's pretty clear he had been planning this for some time now.

The brown haired boy fisted his cock ever so slightly at the show in front of him. He loved how pretty you looked with her fingers deep in your pretty cunt.

A high pitched whine left your throat. She had found your g-spot and she took to abusing it. Reaching up she pinches a nipple between her thumb and index finger. Then she lets her powers activate. The cold felt so good against your heated body.

Her thumb pressed against your clit, making small but fast circles. Then she takes the hand she was previously using to play with your nipple and lets cold pass along your thigh. You arch your back.

"Good girl." Frost praises. Considering her demeanor on the field and in the lab, you'd never consider her the praising type.

She continues abusing the spongey spot inside you, making you whimper and whine.

"M-Mommy…" You trail off.

"Yes, pretty girl?" She whispered in your ear.

"You're making me feel so good. Make me cum, please."

She gains a smirk on her face as she speeds up. "Oh, don't worry, I will. Mommy's got to prepare you for Daddy after all." She looks to Cisco.

The whole situation was better than you could ever imagine. Again, your back arches. The grip you had on the sheets turned your knuckles white.

You squealed when she let her fingers grow colder inside you. "You like Mommy being cold inside you, don't you?" She teases.

"Mhm!" You continue to squeal.

"Gonna cum!" You say as the coil that had been tightening finally snapped. Your right leg shifted upwards on the bed.

Frost pulled her fingers out and held them up. A smile of glee appeared on her face and her eyes glowed a bright white. It was then Cisco stopped stroking his cock and came over.

Then he took the silver haired woman's fingers in his mouth. Releasing the final digit with a pop, he looks to you. "Delicious as always, princess." He comments.

Cisco took Frost's place in between your legs and rubbed the tip of his cock across your sensitive clit. You squirm, trying to get him to fuck you.

All he did was run his tip up and down your soaked slit. He wanted to get you to beg. Show Frost how pretty you truly sound.

More teasing and you couldn't take it anymore, in a desperate tone, "Daddy, please fuck me."

"Oh, come on, you can beg better than that. I know you can."

"Please, Daddy, please. Fuck me. Full of your cock and cum. Breed me, like you always do. Please!" You shout.

That's when he finally slid his cock into you, stretching you perfectly. "There we go, you fit around me exactly right, like a little glove for Daddy's cock." He comments.

You couldn't look at Frost. Cisco had other plans, however. Gently taking your chin in his hand, he places your gaze on your friend and teammate. She smiles as she slides a hand down her pants and past her panties.

You then hear a moan come from her. "My little girl looks so good taking my cock, doesn't she?" Cisco questioned.

Another moan came out of Frost. "Yes she does. So fucking pretty."

Cisco wanted to show Frost a new usage of his powers he recently discovered. So, he hovers he unoccupied hand over your clit. You then feel strong vibrations, making you mewl.

The way you felt during this felt like you were on cloud nine. Having your roommate watch you get fucked made your cunt clench around your Daddy.

"Aw, it looks like someone is enjoying being watched. Isn't that right, sweetheart?" Cisco asks.

"L-Love being watched. Love Mommy watch how I g-get fucked." You say, staring directly in Frost's bright eyes.

That only encouraged her to speed up finger fucking herself. You could hear how wet she was at the sight of you. She was almost as wet as you were.

Cisco pressed against your lower abdomen but didn't let up his powers. He could feel the bulge from *his* cock coming in and out. He always did love that.

Your thighs shook when you felt him hit your cervix. It wasn't long before you were begging him to let you cum.

He did, he always did. He always wanted to see how your face contorted when you released on his cock. He also loved the way the first tear sprung from your eye after you came a couple of times.

He never let the tears stay long, though. He wiped them away with his thumb. "It's okay, Daddy and Mommy are here, pretty kitty." Frost states. You hadn't even noticed how she was now sitting on the bed next to you, or how she was bare now.

You couldn't help but stare at her tits and how perfect they looked. Along with those gorgeous thighs. Your mind ran rampant on how good it would feel to grind on them.

She lets you lean your head against her while Cisco chased his own high. "You know, maybe you should make her a collar instead of a necklace to go along with her super suit. Have our names engraved on the inside. So, that even when she's in battle, she knows who she belongs to." Frost comments.

"That's a really good idea, maybe I'll do that." Cisco responds.

You were to intrigued by that. So intrigued that you let out small whimpers.

An idea pops into Frost's head. "Come on, princess. Suck on Mommy's tit while you get fucked." She maneuvers to give you access.

Taking her nipple in your mouth, you swirl your tongue around it gently. "Good girl." Frost commented.

By the time you were done, her tit was covered in your saliva. It looked so pretty. The area around her nipple was also bruised slightly.

"Daddy's gonna cum now, honey. Fill you up just how you like it." He commented.

Then you feel warmth spread throughout your cunt. He didn't stop though. He wanted to fuck as much cum as deep as he could go into your cunt.

He pulls out. He could *see* how you spasmed. How your little hole looked so empty without him.

"Eat Frost out while I fuck you again." He commanded. His voice stern.

You get on all fours in front of her cunt that she had just seconds ago, pulled her fingers away from. Timidly, you give her slit a few kitten licks.

Then as you feel Cisco enter you from behind, you're pushed deeper into her. Your tongue was as deep in her cunt as it could possible go. Which she liked.

You thought she tasted so good. It also felt like this was a treat for you. A treat for all the years you helped her with whatever problems she had or helping her out in a battle.

Your hand rested on her hip before it traveled so you could rub her clit. After all, you wanted to make her feel as good as she made you feel.

It seemed to work as you felt her thighs shake slightly. Her breathing was also a tad raggedy and out of sync.

Her hand was on the back on your neck. It wasn't long before you felt cold. It made you whine into her. You look up and see a smile plastered on her face.

Cisco's hand snaked around to your front and let his powers activate over your clit again. This time you *screamed* into your Mommy's pussy.

"I love that she's so reactive. I always have." Cisco pointed out.

You started grinding against him. Wanting to get him as deep as you could in you.

"I'm gonna cum!" Frost exclaimed.

She came so hard, she coated your face as she squirted. You lapped up whatever you could and swallowed. She took great joy in that. She shifted so she could pull you up into a kiss.

The kiss lasted a few moments. Long enough for Cisco to cum in you again. He pulled you away from Frost and pressed you up against his chest so he too could kiss you. He stayed inside you, however.

Finally you got to catch your breath as you inhaled deeply after the kiss was broken. "D-Daddy… Mommy…" You whined.

"You did so well, princess. Mommy and Daddy are very proud of you." Frost comments as Cisco pulled out of you.

You didn't want to be done, you wanted one more. You wanted them to make you cum one more time.

"One more, please. Wanna cum one more time." You speak in a weak voice.

Running a hand through your hair, Frost turns you around and has you sit in her lap. She then spreads your legs by putting one over each of her own. As she trailed up your thighs, you saw clouds of steam. The cold made you shiver.

She stops right where you needed her the most. "I'm not going to be the only one touching you, baby. Daddy is too." She whispered in your ear.

Cisco knelt between your legs and stuck two fingers in your fucked out pussy. Frost took no time to started rubbing your clit vigorously. You'd be squirming if it weren't for the tight grip Frost's arm had around your waist.

"S-Shit!" You shouted.

"Mhm, tell us how it feels to be touched by the both of us." Cisco commanded.

"F-Feels so fucking good. Wanna be touched like this all t-the time!"

The two metas looked at each other and smiled. They then talked about how good you would be. How they'd fuck you every day, no matter where they were. In the time vault or in Caitlin's lab.

The squelching noises coming from you rang in your ears. You don't think you've ever been this wet before.

Being shared like this made you feel special. Made you feel like you were the prettiest girl in the whole multiverse.

Frost's other hand came up from your waist and started kneading your tit. All of the sensations you were feeling had you panting with your tongue hanging out, drool coating your stomach.

"Please…" You pleaded.

"Please, *what*, kitten?" Cisco inquired.

"Cum, please, wanna."

"Go on, pretty little girl." Cisco cooed.

And with that, you raveled once again. Your chest was shaky as you came down from your high. "Good girl. So very, *very* good." Frost praised.

You were left feeling empty once again, but this time you didn't feel like you needed to be filled again.

Cisco had gotten up to get you a glass of water and a snack while Frost embraced you and gave you all the praises she could.

After you had finished your snack, you had gotten up to take a shower. When you got out, you had seen that Cisco left fresh out of the dryer pajama's. Of course they were the matching ones HR had gotten all of you for Christmas the year he spent on your earth.

Seeing the two had left the room, you figured they'd be on the couch. You were right. They had left you a spot in the middle.

You also took note of how they were wearing the pajama's that matched yours. A soft smile fell on your face when you laid across them with your head on your boyfriend's lap and your legs on your, what was now girlfriend's, own lap.

The three of you spent the rest of the evening enjoying movies and TV shows. You even begged to watch your favorite movie. Which of course they were happy to indulge you.

#the flash #killer frost #frost #cisco ramon #vibe #the cw flash #the cw #dc #dc comics #nsft

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wtfsteveharrington · 2 years

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that was so bad... like so bad they grabbed every interesting thing they tried in volume 1 and said nah sike just the same old shit

i didn't think it was fully horrible but i for sure think they relied on like... fan service aspects they thought people would go crazy for

spoilers below but here are a lot of my thoughts on season 4, volume 2

i think they did an excellent job conveying that EVERYONE was in danger. like the scene where they're all setting up their weapons??? those talks and then in the rv having the conversations set to fire & rain????

personally, i'm not a huge steve x nancy fan but that man has always been whipped for her since s1 so it made sense they would try to continue that. i'd like to see him finally chose himself,,,,, please steve harrington see your worth

OKAY BUT ALSO MAX????? LIKE???? they fucking RUINED her body. i'd almost rather see her have ended up actually dead then what they're about to put her through. lucas holding her while she begs not to die because she's not ready??? i sobbed i'm not going to lie i have photo proof

i'm extremely annoyed that they killed eddie & semi believe he was saved and is living in witness protection put on by the gang because i NEED TO. i'd say it's unrealistic but look at hopper's plot........ the "i didn't run this time" like? it was a pointless death which i guess is a reality but idk i didn't like it. since they killed jason they easily could have pulled some scooby doo move & been like "IT WAS HIM ALL ALONG DOING THE KILLING AND FRAMING EDDIE". there were just other ways to wrap up that plot

also the robin x vickie situation??? i'm glad to have bi representation and while i think their dynamic is cute i'm annoyed they literally just.... redid robin's character. i think as a partner you need to have balance and she doesn't need someone as chaotic instantly. it's probably nerves on one hand but IDK i think robin would benefit from a calm partner but i'm very glad to see bi representation

i'm VERY thankful murray made it out alive however bc i fully expected him to have to sacrifice himself for jopper's escape. that was one death i fully convinced myself was coming

will's scene with jonathan in surfer bros????? i know some fans wanted it explicitly stated but there was something so beautiful about that scene and him not having to say anything but there just being so much clear love and acceptance from jonathan.

i also fully was prepared for jonathan or nancy to die so i was surprised neither of them did

ALSO THE TWO DAY TIME JUMP FOR WHAT??? I WANTED TO SEE THEIR REACTIONS ABOUT EDDIE. I WANTED TO KNOW HOW THEY GOT MAX OUT OF THAT HOUSE. LIKE???

ANYWAY sorry this is long i just want to share my thoughts!

#stranger things #stranger things s4 #st4 #st4 spoilers #st spoilers #stranger things spoilers #stranger things season 4 volume 2 #eddie munson #robin buckley #steve harrington #max mayfield #murray bauman #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #will byers

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My two sisters and I watch Stranger Things together and unfortunately they both have work today. We squeezed in the S4E8 before their shift, but will have to wait to watch the finale till 11 PM tonight. In the meantime, I will be ranking how likely I think a character is going to die out of 10. There was a tweet a while back from the Duffer Brothers about this season having consequences and this two major character deaths. (I don’t have the exact wording and I sure as hell am not going on twitter to check). But point was we know someone’s going to die so in this torturous wait, I’m guessing whom. Please no spoilers in the replies or reblogs.

The Kiddos

El: 8 She’s always going to be at the thick of things. She’s seen as the only hope since she forced Henry into the Upside Down the first time. Pretty sure she’s going to just go into a coma but death is a possibility.

Mike Wheeler: 7 The love confession from Will was very emotional. Lots of feelings all around if “the heart of the group” dies. Also Nancy’s vision which was meant to frighten her specifically included her mom and Mike’s deaths. I don’t like him so probably higher rating than it strictly needs to be, but still solid odds.

Will Byers: 5 I think possession by Vecna is far more likely than death and that he would be a more symbolic death in the final season. (Unclear if Season 5 is the last one but point is the show starts with his disappearance and should end with his death.)

Dustin Henderson: 9.5 I am pretty certain Dustin is either going to die or almost die and be saved last minute by Erica based on the Hellfire D&D game. Also the moment when Eddie told him to always stay like this made my brain go he can stay like that if he’s dead. Plus he’s the guy who puts things together for them; imagine the consequences of not having that next season. Points in favor of his survival: he’s such a fan favorite I feel like I already would have been spoiled if it happened, he was the first kid cast and really helps with the unity of the group.

Lucas Sinclair: 8 This ranking largely inspired by my middle sister who feels pretty certain Lucas is going to die. And I sort of see where she’s coming from since he’s less a centerpiece of the group and his relationship with Max/all the emotional conversations he’s been a part of because of that make him a good candidate for the sacrifice play. (Plus I’ve gotten 2 spoilers from Twitter accidentally one of them being Max and Lucas trended. But I’m just really counting on that being from shipping moments because they’ve been so gosh darn cute this season.) I also firmly believe next season will play up the satanic ritual/witch hunt side of things now that the ideas in the town’s head at large. His place as someone who tried to play the middle ground with Jason and the rest of the basketball team makes that plotline especially interesting.

Max Mayfield: 8 Easily the most foreseeable death. She’s acting as bait in a situation likely to kill her. But I don’t think they’ll do it. It feels a little too obvious and I want May to grow and be forced to recon with Billy’s death and the overall trauma she’s been through.

Erica Sinclair: 2 Is my love for her clouding my ranking? Undoubtedly yes. However I stand by my theory that would happens in their D&D games is a reflection of real life. Erica threw the saving throw that defeated Vecna. She isn’t dying. Plus as much as I love her not sure if she would still qualify as a “major” character with this large of an ensemble.

The Scooby Doo Gang

Steve Harrington: 1 I think I read somewhere the writers love him too much to kill him. I could have dreamed it but I don’t care, my boy lives.

Nancy Wheeler: 7 I feel like it’s telling Vecna showed her his backstory. But there hasn’t been anything specific that makes me go that’s foreshadowing she isn’t going to make it.

Robin Buckley: 6 Her line about having a bad feeling about this is pretty much solely responsible for her bump in this rating. We also really haven’t seen her in fighting circumstances the way we’ve seen some of the others. Definitely think either she or Will can die but the other is relatively safe due to writers being conscious of the Bury your Gays trope and Will’s death packs the larger punch.

Jonathon Byers: 4 I can’t really justify this one. He’s driving to the action, pursued by the military so he’s not safe but in comparison he certainly feels like it. Also besides getting his life together to go to a different college than Nancy, no real foreshadowing or emotional conversations that would make me consider the authors were trying to build up his death as this extreme moment of sadness.

Eddie Munson: 8 He’s new so it feels like this is a toss up. His declaration that he’s going to be brave makes me think he’ll be in the thick of the action. He’s had emotional moments with Dustin that could be foreshadowing. Kinda think he’s going to be murdered by Jason and his crew though instead of Vecna. (He has lots of bad memories that could be used against him though.) Still waiting for him to sing while trying to safe someone from Vecna because of the mention of his MS band to Chrissy.

Argyle: 2 This man is the comedy, the automatic mood lightener. Yes his death would show that things had gotten serious but we already know they’re serious. On the flip side, minor enough that he could be killed with impunity.

The Russian Crew:

Joyce Byers: 3 She’s not in any real danger right now (besides you know potentially crashing in a helicopter.) Plus Winona Ryder has enough star power she could stick around for that reason alone.

Hopper: 2 If they really wanted to, he would have just died last season.

Murray: 2 Another gut feeling one. His death doesn’t really further the plot in any way. Already done impossible things this season that make it seem odd for him to die now.

Dimitri/Enzo/Traitor Guard guy: 9 From the moment he mentioned wanting to see his son again to Hopper I knew he was going to die. It felt like foreshadowing. Don’t know how but am convinced it’s happening.

Yuri: 4 This man is crazy and should not be given control of a helicopter and yet pretty sure he’s going to live.

Others:

Vecna/1/Henry: 7 If he dies he’s not really dead. We need him for next season.

Mrs. Wheeler: 8 Another one where I’m unable to articulate beyond this character doesn’t really serve a purpose and they had a major enough foreshadowing/threat that I think it’s valid.

Officer Powell: 7 He’s a man in deep over his head.

Jason: 10 Accidental Spoiler on my sister’s part. Apparently his death is brutal

#stranger things #st #stranger things spoilers #stranger things season 4 #stranger things season 4 part 2 #I think that covers the spoilers tags but let me know if I’m missing something you want tagged.#it’s really fun watching with them so I’m not really complying #baby bookworm and I watch a lot together but middle sister barely ever joins in so this is a real treat #stranger things predictions #s4e8 #predictions made post s4e8 but I’ve been hoping Papa would be killed basically every season so that was cathartic #on mobile so can’t add read more sorry

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AI-Generated Scooby-Doo Pt. 3: sandwiches & sea cows

[pt. 2 here! / pt. 4 coming!]

We rejoin our intrepid adventurers doing what they do best...

...whimpering, panicking, and... calling themselves for help?

The 3 of you that are old Homestarrunner fans will see the Best Caper Ever similarities. The rest of you will, rightly, just think us weird.

With the introduction of a plane crash, we get somewhere in the vicinity of a real plot...

...which may have been caused by a... pizza factory.

Pizzeria, pizza factory, taqueria, taco depot. Same thing.

And speaking of food, a new character is introduced, bringing a small sandwich. Shaggy responds...

...by screaming, and then immediately chilling out.

I especially like how it’s "this time." The implication that this is a repeat situation, and Mr. Moss primarily just brings them sandwiches.

But oh no!

...like, really oh no. They all agree.

...though I gotta say, Fred has a very optimistic perspective on the future of sea beasts.

Sea Beasts of Tomorrow: the ‘50s educational short we desperately need.

Next, everybody, um... they sorta... well, they...

...

...well, they get really into sea cows.

Imagine it as a real episode. The plot just comes screechin’ to a halt, and everyone gets obsessed about an extinct sea-bound mammal for a bit.

Which is shortly followed by a scene that can only be described as a carbon monoxide leak...

...or an excerpt from a lost Samuel Beckett play.

"...what shall I say of today? That with Shaggy my friend, at this place, until the fall of night, I waited for Fred-ot? That Scrappy passed with his carrier, and he spoke to us? But in that, what truth will there be?”

But then, out of nowhere... Tony shows up.

And with him ushers in the... Blue Shaggy subplot?

Oh, that’s just classic Tony.

I'm trying to follow, here. So they met some alternate Shaggy in an alley?

Who can read minds, and they have to run from?

...wait, is Blue Shaggy actually a cohesive villain?

He’s a robot! Blue Shaggy is a mind-reading robot, impersonating a member of the gang!

I can't believe it. The neural network actually has a plot going!

…aaaaand Fred’s making up words and putting blood on his hands to keep vampires away.

Guess things are back to normal, folks.

...normal as AI-generated Scooby-Doo can get, that is.

#AI-Doo Mistakes #AI #neural network #AI generated #comedy #humor #lol #humorous #funny pictures #humor blog #funny #scooby-doo #april fools

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How Did The Car Get Here?

or: why the impala being in dean's heaven means it isn't really heaven

[content warnings: mention of the finale (15x20), though no screenshots are included because i can’t force myself to rewatch it]

okay so i'm finally cracking my knuckles and getting into a meta post after the finale, and it started because marlo and i watched scoobynatural the other month and of course that means some new revelations about the finale came to light, right? right (this is the grain of salt i'm throwing at you <3 it's gonna read like the fan fiction meta. that’s a warning)

you might be thinking, "ely, what the hell does scoobynatural have anything to do with the finale." and to that i say, surprisingly quite a lot

the basic premise of this episode is that sam, dean and cas are whisked away to a tv world (scooby doo) and have to save the people (characters—HEROES, hint hint) in it from a real-world ghost. it's revealed later that the ghost has been tied to a pocket knife that a real estate developer has been putting everywhere in order to scare shop owners into giving their stores to him. (wiki description that might’ve put it better than i could)

when sam and dean first arrive, almost immediately sam says, "how did the car get here?" but more importantly i’d like to ask: why is the car here?

so, let’s get into it.

[ID: A screenshot from “Scoobynatural” of the Impala at night. Sam and Dean stand to the left of the frame. It is captioned with Sam saying “How did the car get here?” / End ID.]

it feels like many of us, including dean himself in the finale, were surprised (read: offended) to see the Impala in heaven. what's the purpose? it's obviously inanimate, and though dean gives her a gender and a name, it doesn't make her "real," nor does it give her a soul, which seems like a heavenly prerequisite. so how—or why is the car there at all?

in scoobynatural, Baby is used simply as a means to get from one place to another (as vehicles do) UNTIL it becomes apparent that the ghost they're hunting is actually a ghost. then, the real purpose baby serves is to provide weapons and hunting materials in order to take down the big bad.

[ID: Two screenshots from “Scoobynatural.” In the first one, Velma is speaking and fixing her glasses, surrounded by the Scooby Gang. Scooby and Shaggy are on the left side of the frame, and Daphne and Fred are on the right. It’s night time. The caption reads, “We don’t have the proper tools or weapons.” The second screenshot depicts a cartoon version of Sam, with the caption, “That’s okay. We do.” / End ID.]

mind you, sam and (especially) dean weren't aware of why they'd been whisked into the tv in the first place, or that there was any "real" danger at all. dean was actually enjoying it a LOT, stuffing his face with much-too-tall sandwiches, hitting on daphne, and gaping at the mystery machine in awe. the Impala being there with them seemed insignificant (dean even says so)... until it isn’t, and her true purpose is revealed—

[ID: Two screenshots from “Scoobynatural.” The first one shows a shot from the perspective of inside the Impala’s trunk. Sam and Dean are surrounded by the Scooby Gang on either side of them, with Scooby, Shaggy, and Cas on the right side of the frame, and Velma, Daphne and Fred on the left. The caption describes the trunk unlocking. The second screenshot is of the contents in the trunk: several weapons like a wooden stake, various guns, an axe, a knife, and an arrow. / End ID.]

so, with the Impala appearing in the Scooby universe with all the equipment they could ever want...or need or...dream, doesn’t that remind you of what bobby says in 15x20? let’s see...

[ID: A screenshot of the 15x20 transcript. It’s a snippet from Bobby’s line, which reads, “You got everything you could ever want...or need or...dream. So, I guess the question is...what are you gonna do now, Dean?” / End ID.]

best of all, right after Bobby says this, Dean spots the Impala and decides to go for a drive:

[ID: A screenshot of the 15x20 transcript. It reads, “(Dean looks away from Bobby and sees the Impala, with the original KAZ 2Y5 license plate, parked on the road).” / End ID.]

let me rewind a bit to something i said earlier. “sam and (especially) dean weren't aware of why they'd been whisked into the tv in the first place, or that there was any "real" danger at all.” in my theory for 15x20, I think it’s actually quite a similar situation, in that they are fooled into thinking there is no real danger and that heaven is just...heaven. bobby is there, along with some (crappy) beer and dean’s parents are there, and— wait, doesn’t bobby hate john? and hang on...you’re telling me the beer in heaven is crappy? and hey, wasn’t jack acting a bit strange after becoming god? what was up with that?

a lot of things about the finale just...don’t add up. and the impala is there, even though Baby doesn’t have a soul and therefore could not be/manifest itself in heaven (just as she couldn’t actually be in scoobynatural because she wasn’t there when sam and dean got sucked into the tv). so we’re back to asking: why is the car here?

i’m going to just take a shot in the dark here and say that maybe it’s for the same reason that she was there in scoobynatural. to serve a purpose when they realize that there’s actually a big bad to be fought—that things aren’t exactly as they seem.

as to who the big bad is, take your pick!! it could be chuck!jack, or the Empty (it is still loud in there after all), it could even be a djinn dream. but throwing Baby into heaven for seemingly no reason other than to have dean drive her for like fifty years just seems ridiculous to me. she’s got weapons in her trunk, weapons that the heroes (good place to remind you that there is LITERALLY a s15 ep called The Heroes’ Journey) can use to their advantage.

there’s a lot that points to something being off about the finale. but personally, i think Baby might be our biggest clue.

kirk out.

#metas #my post #rambleoncas meta #FINALLY DROPPING THIS WAAAH #described #finale denial #spn 15x20 #creativecaviar #klinejack #chocolatecakecas #roc original #spnclownpals

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Hell Takes Riverdale pt. I

Imagine moving to Riverdale while your father has some business to attend to. While there, you meet some people you find yourself growing attached to.

Words: 8.8K Author’s Note: Riverdale AU where FP didn’t go to prison for his crimes and Jughead joined the Serpents because he wanted to. This isn’t exactly Northsider friendly and I’ll be focusing more so on the Serpents, so I won’t go into detail about all the drama the Northside gang constantly puts themselves into the middle of, nor will Jughead be a part of it. I will mention a certain family who lives nearby from another show, but I will NOT be bringing those characters in here. The most you’ll get is what I explain about them in the imagine.

Jughead Jones was notorious for laying low and staying out of the spotlight. At least he was until a murder rocked his small town, Veronica Lodge- along with her criminal family- moved in, and his best friends Betty Cooper and Archie Andrews put together their very own crime solving Scooby Gang. He liked a good mystery every now and then, but the murder of Jason Blossom pointed towards his father's gang and he didn't know how to cope with that.

When FP Jones- Jughead's dad- eventually confessed to the murder, Jughead didn't know what to think. All he knew for sure was that his dad was innocent. So he and his friends did their best to prove Mr. Jones of his innocence, which they eventually did, but given FP's past the police decided to keep him a bit longer.

Jughead Jones was a powder keg waiting to explode, so in a move no one expected, he channeled his anger from the crookedness of their small town Sheriff to the local high school jocks when they decided to target the new girl for laughs. Y/N Y/L/N was a meek little thing, small smiles and small voice whenever called upon. She didn't dress like someone who had money, but then again she didn't dress like she didn't have any either. She presented herself as someone from the middle class which is probably why Jughead felt at ease coming to her defense one day out of the blue.

You're at your locker, putting away your books before you head over to the cafeteria for lunch, when someone shoves their shoulder into your back. You grunt as you collide with the metal in front of you, a few notebooks falling to the floor, and you turn to frown at the culprits. Reggie Mantle and his merry band of jocks laugh at you. "Seriously?" You mumble.

Reggie smirks, shrugging. "I gotta find my entertainment somewhere and what better entertainment is there than the new girl with no voice?" You roll your eyes and bend over to pick up your belongings, only for a sneaker clad foot to kick one of your notebooks away.

"Hey!"

The sound of someone being shoved into the lockers next to you has you looking up, a beanie-wearing, plaid shirt tied around the waist, boy coming to your aide. "What the hell is your problem, Mantle?" Hands fist into the material of Reggie's letterman jacket, slamming him twice against the lockers. "Haven't you ever heard the phrase pick on someone your own size?"

Reggie shoves him back. "Cool it, Jones, less you wanna end up in a cell next to your pops."

He scoffs. "You look real tough picking on a girl. Keep walking, jackass."

Your gaze darts between the two boys, chest to chest with one another, and you practically hold your breath. You can see the other jocks just itching for a fight, but the longer Reggie and your savior stare at one another, the less Reggie seems to be amped up for a fight. He eventually scoffs, smiling. "Whatever. The little mouse isn't much fun anyway."

Reggie goes to walk away, but not before kicking another one of your notebooks further down the hall. You sigh and start collecting your things closest to you once more.

"Hey, I'm really sorry about him. Reggie's a total dick."

You glance at the boy collecting one of your notebooks for you and flash him a small smile. "It's fine. Every school has a bully. I didn't expect this place to be any different."

"Yeah, well.." He trails off, placing the stuff he collected in your locker. "I'm Jughead."

"That's an unusual name," you say. "I'm Y/N."

"Well, Y/N, would you care to join me outside for lunch? I'm kind of alone today and I noticed you don't really sit with anyone either. I'll help keep Reggie off your back," he muses as if his protection would somewhat sweeten the deal.

"Sure. Why not?" You shrug.

Once everything is situated in your locker, you grab the lunch bag that had been hanging from a hook on the inside. Side by side, you walk with Jughead outside and towards one of the concrete picnic tables. He sits down and only then do you realize he had a brown sack clutched in his hand. Immediately he pulls out two smashed sandwiches wrapped in plastic wrap, and unwraps them to start eating.

"So as a token of my thanks," you say while taking a seat across from him and unzipping your lunch bag, "have a fruit cup." You toss him a cool cup of mixed fruit and he happily catches it.

"Thanks." From the corner of your eye, you watch as he stares at you until you start eating your own sandwich and chips. "So Riverdale," he says. "Why here of all places?"

You huff a quiet laugh. Of course you'd heard the whispers about you, curious about your move, but you never spoke to anyone and no one dared to ask you before now. "My half sister lives in Greendale, and she and her aunts were having some personal issues. My dad moved us here so he could help them out, but he wasn't fond of the housing situations Greendale had to offer so we ended up here."

"Oh. I guess that makes sense." He takes a bite of his food. "So are you and your sister close?"

"Not really." Your nose wrinkles. You eat a bit of your own food before explaining. "She kind of hates our dad because he slept with her mom when she was married, but instead of villainizing them both for their mutual decision, she puts all the blame on him."

Jughead shakes his head. "Well that sucks."

"Yep. But she obviously doesn't have a problem calling on him when she's in trouble." You roll your eyes, opening your water and taking a sip. "It's whatever. Riverdale is.. interesting."

"Yeah. It is," he huffs a brief laugh.

Over the next month or so, you and Jughead become actual friends. He attempts to introduce you to his group of friends, but the only one you can actually stomach being around is Archie. Veronica is too nosy, Betty too suspicious, and Kevin rarely hangs out with everyone less it involves a good gossip session. So more often than not, after realizing his group of friends wasn't just your cup of tea, you and Jughead hung out at Pop's Chock'lit-Shoppe.

The retro diner quickly became one of your favorite places in all of Riverdale, but upon entering one Sunday evening and seeing Jughead's expression you know you're not going to enjoy your dinner.

"Uh oh. What's going on with your face?" You ask as you slide in across from Jughead. "You look like you have some bad news."

He grins, shaking his head. "It's not bad. I'm just not sure how well you're going to take what I have to tell you."

"Mhm. Tell me after I've gotten my food." Almost as soon as the words leave your mouth, Pop Tate himself is dropping off your and Jughead's usual order. "Thanks, Pop."

The old man chuckles. "Don't mention it, Y/N. Enjoy your meal."

"Always do." Before any other words can be spoken, you and Jughead squirt ketchup on your respective plates. He steals the cherry from your milkshake and you plop a straw into his Coke to take a sip. The both of you take a bite out of your burgers, chuckling at each other and how at ease the two of you have become with one another. "So what's up?"

"I'm leaving Riverdale High." You pause in chewing and Jughead refuses to meet your gaze. "I'll be starting at Southside High tomorrow morning."

"Oh."

"It's just- my dad's getting out." When he looks up, the excitement in his eyes at the prospect of his dad coming home makes your exterior soften and you start to feel happy for your friend. "He, uh, he's been doing good. Jail forced him to get sober and he's talking about starting over. I'm going to move back in with him."

"That's good news, Jug. I'm really happy for you."

"Are you?" He grabs a fry and quickly dips it into your vanilla milkshake. You chuckle at him.

"Yeah. I mean we mostly hang out here anyway. That won't change, I hope." He's quick to shake his head, letting you know your weekly hang outs at Pop's would still be on. "I'll just have to toughen up and learn how to throw a punch. Reggie and his goons need a nice swift punch to the throat every now and then, I think."

Jughead exhales with relief. "Please let Kevin know beforehand so he can catch it on video for me."

"No promises."

The two of you go on to finish your food, making small talk and promises to keep in touch. Eventually you have to leave, so before you go your separate ways you decide to give Jughead a ride home. And since he's no longer embarrassed to have you over after the first time you'd been over, he accepts the ride with a shrug.

FP Jones has been out of jail for three days and in those three days Jughead has noticed his dad has been a little paranoid. So one day after school, he's had enough and decides to sit down and talk with him.

"What's going on?"

FP glances away from the paper in his hand. "Nothing. Why?"

"Because you're acting weird! Ever since you got out of jail it's like you're constantly looking over your shoulder."

Jughead and FP stare at one another before FP sets the paper down, running a hand through his hair. "Someone's coming to town," he says. "Someone you don't ever want to cross."

"Okay. And?"

"It's worrisome," FP says. "Mr. Morningstar, he's the real deal, Jughead. Expensive suits, expensive cars, posh accent.. this man can be very dangerous."

"Well then round up the Serpents. I'm sure they'll enjoy running this guy out of town."

"Nah." Jughead scoffs, confused as to what his dad's deal is. "Mr. Morningstar is the one who sent one of his lawyers to get me released."

"..oh."

"But Mr. Morningstar doesn't hand out favors without wanting something in return. I don't like being in debt, Jug. Especially to someone like him."

"We'll figure it out, dad. He reached out to you, not the other way around. He can't want something too bad if he came to you first. Right?"

"I don't know, son." FP falls silent, tapping his fingers along the tabletop. "And there's something else you should know."

"What?"

"Mr. Morningstar isn't exactly.. human." Jughead scoffs, but FP shoots him a warning look. "I'm serious. This man is capable of things you wouldn't believe unless you see it in person, but I'm hoping it doesn't come to that. If he comes around, you do as I say. I'll settle my debt with him as quickly as possible and hopefully Riverdale will be in his rearview mirror sooner rather than later."

Jughead doesn't know how to feel at seeing his dad- the Serpent King himself- looking so on edge. He's never seen him so rattled, so it leaves Jughead himself feeling the dread start to seep in.

Every single Serpent inside the Whyte Wyrm was well aware of who Mr. Morningstar was and to be on the lookout for anyone fitting his description. For a week there was no sight or word about him, the same week which Jughead finally decided to throw in with the Serpents and officially become one of the gang. He had texted his friends, some more supportive than others, but he only found comfort in his decision after hearing back from Y/N who held no ill will towards him for wanting to be a Southside Serpent officially.

Jughead is still healing, everyone at the Whyte Wyrm celebrating him completing his initiation.

"Toni," FP calls out, "serve us up some shots!" The petite, pink haired girl behind the bar laughs, she readily grabbing up shot glasses and lining them up along the bar. She fills every shot glass, smiling as her fellow Serpents grab one to await the impending toast. As FP grabs one, he raises it up while staring at his son across the room who's hanging out with a few younger Serpents. "Jughead, while this wasn't the life I wanted for you, it is your decision and you don't know how proud it makes me to have you ride by side. To Jughead!"

"To Jughead!"

The Serpents all whoop and holler, downing their shots in one go.

"Hear, hear," an out of place accent muses. Those closest to the man who seemingly appeared out of nowhere all tense and FP's smile slowly vanishes as he stares at the man who hasn't aged a single year since he last saw him over fifteen years ago. "Well, well. Freedom seems to suit you well, FP."

FP schools his expression. "Mr. Morningstar."

"Call me Lucifer. No need to be so formal."

The Serpents seem to fall silent as FP and Lucifer Morningstar stare at one another. Jughead, seeing the way everyone is holding themselves as the tension amps up, pushes his way through the crowd until he's just behind his dad. "Lucifer," FP says, "why don't you follow me. We'll go somewhere a bit more private."

Lucifer gestures for FP to lead the way. "After you."

FP glances at Jughead over his shoulder, but he doesn't give him any sort of cue to follow. Instead, Jughead follows after them to a table that's not surrounded by any others over by the stage. Once seated, FP stares Mr. Morningstar in the face. "So what brings you to Riverdale? It's been a while since you were last here."

"Ah, yes," he says. Lucifer leans back in seat, smiling. "I originally came to watch a client of mine wreak havoc on your precious little town," at this, FP and Jughead tense, "but someone very important to me made attachments here and I've had to rethink my plans of letting your town burn to the ground."

"A client of yours?" FP's eyes narrow. "Who?"

"I think you know who," Lucifer says. "Annoying little bugger. But as I said before, attachments were made and I had to keep watch over said attachment to see whether or not I approved. And let me tell you, Mr. Jones, I quite liked what I saw."

"Okay?" He drawls. "So what does that have to do with why you're here? Or are you calling in a favor for getting me out?"

Lucifer laughs. "Oh no, FP. You getting out was not my doing." FP freezes. "You see, this someone important to me is my daughter. She's the one who requested you be freed."

"You have a daughter?" FP shifts in his seat. "Why would she want me out?"

"I do. And because one of your little snakelings made quite the impression on her after showing her kindness when he didn't have to." Lucifer raises an eyebrow at FP's completely flabbergasted expression. "This person was and continues to be genuine with my daughter, so I figured I'd step in and help clean up your beloved little town instead of letting it be turned inside out by Hiram Lodge. After all, it seems we're going to be in Riverdale for quite some time now."

FP glances around, but he can't see any of the Serpents being this person in question. Eventually, he asks, "Who?"

Lucifer's gaze darts up over FP's shoulder and lands on Jughead. Jughead's eyes widen. "Me? Who have I-"

"Me, of course." You choose that exact moment to walk out from the back room, ignoring everyone's stare save for Jughead's. You're a bit self-conscious of the black crystallized crown on your head and the skin tight, all black outfit your dad's minions had chosen for you, but you don't show it. The way you're dressed now, Jughead's never seen you this way. "What's wrong, Juggie? Cat got your tongue?"

Your friend gulps as he eyes you up and down. "Y/N?"

"Surprise!" You muse. At his slack expression, your smile diminishes. "It's still me, JJ. No need to be weird now."

FP glances between you and his son as Jughead asks, "Was our friendship even real?"

Your eyes widen. "Of course it was! I was never meant to make friends here," you quickly explain, "but you just couldn't leave me be when Reggie set his sights on me and you- you befriended me for me." Jughead loses some of the tension in his frame. "You didn't talk to me because of who my dad was and what he could do for you. You talked to me because you felt bad for me and then you continued to talk to me because we actually got along."

A beat passes and Jughead eventually sighs. "Don't kid yourself. I only talk to you because you let me steal the cherry from your milkshake." It takes a moment for his words to sink in and when they do you snort. Lucifer chuckles and poor FP has no idea what's going on.

"This is quite fitting, is it not?" Lucifer grins.

FP frowns. "What do you mean?"

"The Serpent Prince and the Queen of Hell. Royalty always seeks out royalty."

You freeze, Jughead's brow furrows, and FP seems to blanch as he comes to a sudden realization. Quick as a snake's strike, you slap the back of your dad's shoulder. "Not here." Then you glance at FP. "Can we continue this talk in a back room?"

He slowly blinks before he snaps out of his thoughts. "Yeah. Let's go."

FP stands and leads the way, and you grin over at Jughead. "Come on. We have some more stuff to talk about."

In a back office, FP and Lucifer have already taken their seats as you and Jughead join them. Instead of sitting, the two of you stand side by side after the door is shut behind you.

"So what exactly is going on here?" FP wonders.

Lucifer glances at you, smirking, and you sigh. You had a feeling he was going to make you explain yourself. "So I noticed instead of scoffing at the queen of hell comment, you blanched." FP hesitantly nods. "So that means you understand my dad is quite.. different."

Lucifer huffs. "I'm the devil, darling. No need to tiptoe around it."

You cringe as he so bluntly puts it out there and nervously gauge the Jones' reactions. Both seem more than a little intimidated and your heart starts to sink. "I'm still me, Jughead. Just a little.. more."

Jughead glances at you. "You're really the daughter of Satan?" You nod. "And this isn't some joke?"

"No. My sister, the one who lives in Greendale, was meant to take the throne," you admit. "But she really does hate my dad and refused it, so it passed on to the next heir. Hell got a little bit stuffy and some of my dad's more important minions were trying to marry me off, so I left with my dad as he dealt with business here. I was supposed to keep my head down until we moved on, but well.." you trail off, smiling softly. "I found that having a friend was quite nice." When Jughead has nothing else to say, you look towards FP. "You've raised a kind son, Mr. Jones. And for that, I'm going to offer you a favor." He seems to straighten up then, glancing worriedly at your dad. "And don't worry, this is a favor from me. I don't do contracts or cut deals like dad does. My favor is a no strings attached type of situation. This is a favor for a friend."

FP and Jughead glance at each other, and you notice FP subtly shake his head. Jughead sighs and looks at you. "Do you promise that me or my dad won't owe you?"

"Jughead," FP warns.

But you only have eyes for your friend as you step towards him and take up his hands within your own. "I swear. You're my friend, JJ. You got Reggie off my back and offered genuine companionship, so let me do something for you."

"You mean like getting my dad out of jail?"

You grin, releasing his hands and shoving at his shoulder. "Oh whatever. I was bored and you seemed like you missed him. Bite me, Jones." Lucifer chuckles and FP looks like he has no idea what's going on. "So come on. Whose life needs ruining?"

Jughead stares at you before shaking his head in amusement. "You're a little too excited to be ruining someone."

"I am my father's daughter."

Jughead stares at you, as if trying to conclude whether you're being genuine or not, and then has a silent conversation with his dad. Eventually FP sighs, cradling his head in his hands as Jughead looks back to you. "I messed up bad, Y/N. When my dad first got put into jail, someone suggested I visit this lawyer- who is also a Serpent- so that she'll guide me on how to get my dad released."

"And the snake double crossed you. Shocking," your dad chuckles.

"Shut up." Lucifer continues to chuckle, mime zipping his lips shut. You look back to your friend. "Go on."

"She gave me advice as a favor and said I'd owe her one someday in the future. I didn't think it through."

"The snake charmer is notorious for collecting favors and blackmailing you into continuing owing her favors," FP says. "She's turning the Serpents into drug runners and using video of my son delivering a crate of drugs as leverage so we don't tell her no."

Lucifer tuts. "That just won't do. Last I recalled, the Serpents were against drug dealing."

"We are," FP says, "but we can't deny her since she has that damn video. It'll be his word against hers."

Expression tightening, you glance between the two Serpents. "Give me a name."

"Penny Peabody."

Immediately you and your dad glance at one another, and you're the first to shout, "Dibs!" At his pout, you grin victoriously. "It's been awhile since I've seen any action. I'll call auntie Maze to collect the guest of honor."

You and Jughead are sitting at Pop's, waiting for your order to be brought out. It's your usual weekend hangout session, as well as a mini celebration for getting the Snake Charmer out of Serpent territory. FP had been a little hesitant around you and your father, but the more he watched you and his son, and you and your dad, he came to the realization that neither he or Jughead would be in harm's way. No one would be less they actually crossed the devil himself, so you were a bit surprised when FP had actually hugged you when you told him Penny would no longer be an issue. Afterwards, he was eager to talk to your dad and figure out a way to get the Southside cleaned up and fix the Serpents' reputation.

Seeing Jug's beanie laying on the table, you grin as you swipe it and quickly put it atop your head. "What do you say, Jones, wanna switch crowns for a day?"

He chuckles as he shakes his head. "I don't think I can pull off your crown." Your nose wrinkles at him as you laugh. "And speaking of crowns, are you going to tell anyone else anytime soon?"

You shrug. "I only talk to you and your dad, and at that your dad already knew about my dad."

"I didn't know anything about you or your dad and you told me."

"You were my friend before you found out about me being Hell royalty. I don't want to just tell anyone and then have them kissing up because of things I could possibly do for them."

Jughead nods in understanding. "I take it, it's happened before."

You touch the tip of your nose. "Bingo, JJ. Demons of Hell are shady assholes. But don't worry, if I befriend more Serpents they'll find out when the time is right."

"Well I think you're going to get your chance now because here come some friends of mine."

"What?"

"Whoa, Jughead, is that you? You've certainly changed from the last time I saw you earlier."

You smile sheepishly as three Serpents come up to your table, the one who spoke sitting next to Jughead while the tall one climbs in between you and the window, and the female sits on your free side. You pull off Jug's beanie and hand it back to him just in time for your food to be delivered. Immediately, Jughead steals the cherry from your milkshake and you take a sip of his soda. Once that's done, you squirt ketchup on your plates before you take a bite of your burgers.

"Well that was freakishly adorable." You glance at the pink haired cutie next to you and she grins. "Toni Topaz."

"Y/N Y/L/N. Well Y/N Morningstar now. I don't have to hide who I am anymore."

"Nice." She then points to the guy beside Jughead. "That's Fangs and the one on your other side is Sweet Pea." You nod at each boy in greeting, bite down on a few fries and steal from Jughead's plate every time he dips a fry into your milkshake. "So how did you and our snake prince become so close?"

Toni steals a fry from your plate and you grin at her. "First of all, I really hope you're not insinuating anything there. Don't get me wrong, Jughead's a cutie but I'd totally seduce Papa Jones before I went after baby Jones."

Jughead groans in disgust, Fangs and Sweet Pea snort, and Toni laughs out loud. "I like you."

"Maybe the sentiment will be returned soon," you say. "And to honestly answer your question, Jug came to my rescue when a few jerks decided I was an easy target at Riverdale High."

Sweet Pea scoffs. "Ugh. How do you put up with those mangy mutts?" It's his turn to steal from your plate, but you merely raise an eyebrow at his audacity before you glance at Jughead as he smothers a laugh.

"By avoiding them at all cost," you say. "Is food stealing a thing with you guys or..?"

"If you're really hungry, I'd hold onto that burger of yours. Fangs is notorious for stealing any and all food left unattended." Toni chuckles as you pull your plate towards you, but that only makes it easier for her and Sweet Pea to continue eating off your plate.

"You're all heathens," you deadpan. "At least Jughead waited a few days before he started eating off my plate."

The Serpents chuckle all around you and you find yourself relaxing in your seat. You knew the Southside Serpents had a bad reputation, but the more time you spent with them the more you realize just how wrong everyone is. The Serpents are some of the most loyal, drama free individuals you'd met and they're only riled up when someone attacks one of their own. And that- that you can respect.

During your lunch break, you're sitting alone and texting back and forth with Toni. Apparently word has gotten out that the Mayor is looking to shut down Southside High because it's unsafe for children, and the plan is to divide every Southside High student between several other high schools. Needless to say, every Southsider is pissed.

You send a text to your dad, asking if he knew what was going on, and he assures you he and Mr. Jones are looking into it.

Your can of Cola gets snatched up and you snap to attention, ready to argue back for your drink. But the sight of a grinning Jughead sitting across from you makes you relax and Sweet Pea straddling the bench right next to you makes you shake your head at them. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Southside High is in chaos," Jughead says. He takes a sip of your soda before setting it back next to your books. "We were at the Wyrm when your dad asked us to collect you."

"Toni's been filling me in," you admit. "Does anyone know if the Mayor is for sure going through with this plan of hers?"

"It's such bullshit," Sweet Pea grumbles. "Yeah the school is shit ever since the Ghoulies started pushing Jingle Jangle on everyone, but it's ours."

"Don't worry, Sweets. Dad's on it. He'll figure something out."

He huffs. "Against Mayor McCoy? Doubt it."

You and Jughead share a knowing glance, and you bite back a grin. "My dad can be very.. persuasive."

"And scary," Jughead mumbles.

"Yes, let's not forget scary," you muse.

"What the hell is this?" The stern question is barked from somewhere behind you and you turn towards the voice. "Cooper dropped your sorry ass and now you're trying to lure in Y/N, Jones? I don't think so, you goddamn snake."

You roll your eyes at Reggie and his friends, and at the fact that the others sitting outside are now staring.

"Watch your mouth, you mangy mutt." Sweet Pea moves to stand, but you place a hand on his knee in order to silently tell him to stay put. He doesn't glance at you, but he does remain sitting.

Instead, you stand and step away from the bench in Reggie's direction. "What's your problem, Mantle? I know for a fact you don't care about me, so what is it about the Southsiders that has you so insecure?"

Reggie seems surprised that you've spoken back and it takes him a moment to school his expression back into one of anger. "Who the hell says I'm insecure?"

"Come on, Reggie," you grin. "You obviously have a hate boner going on for them." Jughead and Sweet Pea snort, and Reggie glares at them over your head. "So what is it? Is it because they're cooler than you? That they're so much more hotter than you and you know for a fact us Northside girls would willingly get on the back of their bikes than in the car mommy and daddy bought for you?"

Reggie sneers down at you. "Of course you'd be a Southside slut."

Jughead and Sweet Pea shout in your defense, rushing to their feet as you blink in surprise at the venom in his tone. But then anger quickly takes over and no one sees as your hand forms a fist at your side. When Reggie smirks at your silence, quick as lightning you change your stance so you can send your fist flying into his throat.

As Reggie stumbles back and gasps for air, Sweet Pea grabs you by the arm and then you're running. Sweet Pea and Jughead are laughing as they run for their bikes and you readily climb on behind Sweet Pea since he still had a hold of you. Two engines rumble to life simultaneously and you wrap your arms around Sweet Pea's waist, ducking your face behind his back so the wind doesn't sting your eyes.

When the three of you finally come to a stop, you're not in the Southside yet but you are well away from Riverdale High. The engines cut off and you finally pick up your head, and it's quiet for a few moments before Jughead starts to laugh once more.

"You actually punched Reggie in the throat." He shakes his head in amusement at you. "I did not think you were capable of ever hitting someone."

Sweet Pea chuckles. "You do know you left behind all your belongings. It's gonna be trashed by the time you go back for it."

You shrug. "The only thing worth saving was my phone and it's in my back pocket. A backpack can be replaced, and besides I think it's time Riverdale High and I take a break from one another."

Jughead and Sweet Pea's amusement slowly fades. "Wait. What?" Jughead asks. "You're dropping out?"

"No." You huff a laugh. "Transferring."

"Transferring to where?"

"Southside, you dimwits." You squeeze Sweet Pea when he scoffs at you calling him a name, letting him know you didn't actually think he was a dimwit. "I'm so over the drama of Riverdale High. I need a change. And if I want to go to Southside to be with my favorite people, do you really think my dad will let the school be closed down?"

"You really have that much faith in your old man, huh?" Sweet Pea asks.

"I do. And you should too." Jughead glances at you when you say that and you subtly shake your head at him. Soon, you mouth at him. "Now come on. Let's go see what my dad wants. I feel like going out tonight so I need to finish whatever task he has for me and make sure Toni is free."

The small gang of friends find themselves at Pop's diner once again, you being squished between Sweet Pea and Toni while Jughead and Fangs sit across from you. You and Toni share a plate of cheese fries, half of your burger having been stolen by Fangs and you steal sips of Cola from both Jughead and Sweet Pea since Sweets had finished your milkshake. When eating with them, you quickly learned extra food had to be ordered because once a plate was set down it was basically a free for all.

You're laughing at Fangs' affronted expression, from when he tried stealing cheese fries from you and Toni and you both had slapped his hand, when the bell above the door jingles. Your gaze is drawn to the group that enters, your mood souring just a tad when Archie, Betty, and Veronica enter. They glance around the diner for a booth and upon setting sights on your group, Archie chooses a booth not far from yours.

Toni nudges you to show you a message on her phone, lightening up the mood right away. But every now and then your attention is brought back to the Riverdale High group, and you can't help but notice the longing looks Betty keeps throwing at Jughead. And the fact that Jughead keeps glancing over his shoulder until he finally gets up, Betty following him seconds later to join him at a different booth.

"Did I miss something?" You ask when your friend is out of earshot.

Toni huffs. "They're doing that whole on again, off again thing. It's tiring," she says.

You frown as Jughead and Betty start talking, heads ducked close to one another, but then quickly avert your attention back to those sitting with you. You don't really have anything against Betty, but that girl attracts drama like crazy and you would rather not see her drag Jughead into it again.

The four of you left in the booth amuse yourselves while finishing off the remainder of your food, and you make sure that all your plates are stacked with the trash compiled on top so the busboy has little to no cleanup after you leave. But while you're still sitting there and waiting to see what Jughead is going to do, you can't help but overhear Veronica's obnoxious voice filling in her boyfriend Archie about all the great changes supposedly coming to Riverdale soon.

"I mean it's no longer a secret mommy and daddy are buying up property, Archiekins, but can you blame them?" Toni, Sweet Pea, and Fangs all tense, Fangs trying his hardest not to look in their direction. "The Northside is flourishing under their management and soon the Southside will too. We just have a few more hoops to jump through before we can start tearing down and rebuilding."

Having heard enough, you tap Sweet Pea's arm. "Move." Fangs widens his eyes at you and Toni giggles, she loving your more aggressive behavior. Sweet Pea stares at you for a moment before he grins, sliding out of his seat so you can follow right after him. Then taking a few steps towards Veronica and Archie's both, you stop and address the entitled teen. "Consider those hoops everlasting," you say. "Lodge Industries will no longer be buying up any property in Riverdale."

Veronica scoffs, smirking a second later. "And who the hell do you think you are to have any say so in my family's dealings?"

This time you smirk and you mentally cheer when you see her own falter. "Tell daddy dearest the Morningstars say hello. Lucifer will be in touch soon." You reach forward as Veronica's expression completely falls, stealing the cherry from her milkshake and catching the red, plump flesh behind your teeth and plucking the stem free. Letting the stem drop onto the table, you glance over your shoulder and gesture for your friends to follow. They do, chuckling all the while you walk towards the door. But before you walk out, you look over at Jughead and catch his attention. "Hey, JJ, we're heading out. Call me if you need a ride."

"Oh, uh, I'll come with." Betty quickly glances at him and for a split second you feel bad for her. "We're done here anyway." He slides out of the booth, ignoring Betty's frown as he makes his way towards you and his fellow Serpents.

Sweet Pea jostles Jughead, the two boys shoving each other lightly and laughing as the five of your exit. Everyone piles into your small SUV and it's not until Toni is comfortably seated in the passenger seat does she ask, "How serious were you with that threat back there? Can your dad really stop Lodge Industries?"

You slowly start to grin as you back out of your parking space. "Hiram Lodge is one of my dad's clients," you admit. "They have a.. contract of sorts, and Mr. Lodge is rich because of that. But my dad is starting to cut ties with some old clients of his and I'm pretty sure the Lodge's time up on that little pedestal of theirs is coming to an end."

"Sweet," Sweet Pea says from the back seat. "Hey, if your dad buys the school do you think you can ask him to put doors back on the bathroom stalls?"

You and Toni both snort, and you nod your head. "Sure, Sweets. I'll see what I can do."

- - - - - - - - - -

At the Whyte Wyrm, Sweet Pea and Fangs make a beeline for the pool table. Toni heads for the bar, her shift about twenty minutes from starting, and Jughead gets pulled into a conversation by some elder Serpents. Glancing around the bar, you don't see either man you want to speak with so you head for the hallway near the back wall where you know it leads to an office. A couple Serpents guarding the hall nod at you and let you pass without a word.

When you come upon the shut door to FP's office, you knock a couple of times and wait for confirmation to enter. A moment passes before his gruff voice is calling out that exact confirmation.

Opening the door, you walk right in and aren't surprised to see your dad in there as well. You smirk, happy to know he found a mortal he felt comfortable enough to share his identity with and that said mortal didn't go running for the hills. "FP. Dad," you greet. "Just the men I was looking for."

FP leans back in his chair as you take a seat across from him. "What can I do for you, Y/N?"

"Well first, I need to know your opinion about Sweet Pea, Toni, and Fangs." You then turn to look at your dad. "And depending on FP's answer, I need to know-"

"Your first orgy," your dad coos. "I approve. Especially the tall one. He'd make an excellent consort."

"I'm sorry, what?" FP glances between you and your dad, disbelief in his features.

You sigh, closing your eyes and pinching the bridge of your nose. "Dad, no. Just no," you say. When your eyes flutter back open, you say, "What did I tell you about speaking of orgies so freely in front of mortals? It's weird. Especially since you're my dad. You're not supposed to approve of these things."

"Well fine. Have it your way." Lucifer leans back in his seat, resting his right ankle atop his left knee and taking a sip of his drink. "Probably for the best anyway. Naamah will be upset if you deny her the chance to plan your first orgy."

"Oh my god."

FP finally laughs, shaking his head as if he can't believe what he's hearing. Your dad pouts and you give your attention to FP once more. "The baby snakes are a loyal bunch," he says. "I've had some older Serpents question you and your father's presence here within the Wyrm, but Jug and the others were quick to defend you. Why do you ask?"

Here you look back to your dad. "I want to come clean to them. Jughead knows about me and it's getting tough to censor what I say in front of the others when we all hang out."

Lucifer salutes you with his glass tumbler. "You're the Queen of Hell, darling. You can tell whoever you want."

"Good to know." You push up from your chair, smiling at both men. "Oh and I want Southside High. Veronica Lodge and her family are trying to tear the Southside down and rebuild, but I feel like throwing a wrench into their plans."

Lucifer raises an eyebrow at you. "And how do you suggest going about that?"

"By befriending Mayor McCoy, of course." FP snorts, but you continue on as if you didn't hear him. "She seems like a decent lady when the Lodge's aren't blackmailing her into doing their bidding. Give her a little taste of power, no strings attached and without letting her know your true identity, and show her you're an ally. I have a feeling she'll drop the Lodge's in a heartbeat."

FP grins, shaking his head. "You really are your father's daughter."

You glance at him and smirk. "Duh. Now carry on. I'm going to be with Toni behind the bar."

- - - - - - - - - -

The Whyte Wyrm is as busy as always and you happily find your place behind the bar with Toni. She serves up the drinks as you walk around, cleaning glasses and/or wiping down the bar top. Every now and then you catch your dad or FP's eye, and they signal for a round of drinks that Toni readily makes before walking a tray over to them. You then watch your boys from afar, laughing when Jughead catches your eye and purposefully makes Sweet Pea miss his shot while playing pool. Sweet Pea is apparently a very sore loser, but you can't help to think that he makes a really cute sore loser.

When Toni returns and sees where you're looking, she sidles up to your side while cleaning a glass in her hand. "So, uh, I think I should apologize."

You look at her. "For what?"

"Earlier at Pop's, when I told you Jughead and the Cooper girl were on again/off again, you looked like someone kicked your puppy for a moment there."

"Did I?" You chuckle, shrugging her words off. "It's fine. Jughead has become a really good friend to me and I'm not exactly Betty's biggest fan. They say southsiders are nothing but trouble, but those northsiders have caused a lot more trouble than any of you have. I don't want to see him be dragged into their messes again."

"Oh," she drawls. "Okay. I just thought that you were upset because she and Jughead were together again and you had missed your shot or something."

"No." You laugh. "And besides, I kind of have my eye on another Serpent, but I don't think he likes me that way."

Toni rolls her eyes. "I don't think FP is into jailbait. Sorry."

You snort, shaking your head in amusement. "A girl can dream."

Over the next couple of weeks, you get well acquainted with the power struggle between the Ghoulies and the Southside Serpents within the high school. The school is practically run down, there's no privacy within the graffitied walls of the bathrooms, and a little less than half the student population have no issue taking drugs out in the open while standing in the hallways. Not a single one of your favorite Serpents lets you out of their sight, and though you don't need their protection you welcome it. And their loyalty towards you is what leads you to take that final step in finally telling your other three friends the truth.

Walking up to the Jones' trailer, you stomp up the steps and pound on the door. A few seconds later the door opens and FP raises his eyebrows at you as he's pulling on a leather jacket.

"Y/N?"

"Hey, FP. Is JJ home?"

"Yeah. Come in." He opens the door wider and you step in, heading for the couch. "Is everything okay?"

"Peachy." You grin. You plop down in the corner of a couch, crossing one knee over the other. "I just finally decided to tell the others the truth and I wanted to see if Jughead would be there for me in case things go south."

A look of understanding passes over FP's features and he smiles kindly at you when he notices your bit of nerves. "It'll go fine. If Jug and I didn't run, neither will these three little shits." You grin at him. "Now I should get going. Will your dad and I be seeing you later?"

"Depends on how well my little bombshell is taken."

"Alright." FP heads towards the kitchen, calling down the only hallway in his trailer. "Hey Jug, Y/N is here so put some clothes on before you come out."

FP smiles at you one last time before he exits his trailer and it's not until his bike's engine outside roars to life does Jughead exit his bedroom from the back. "What's going on?"

"It's time to tell the other baby snakes about my heritage."

He blinks. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." You nod, momentarily second guessing yourself. "Yeah," you then say more confidently. "I think the longer I wait now, the higher the chance of them being pissed at the fact that I kept something like this from them."

"Okay. Where are we doing this?"

"Quarry?" You wonder. "We need privacy, but not too private that they feel trapped should they not take the news well."

Jughead exhales quietly. "Quarry it is. My bike or your car?"

"Your bike. Text Toni and the guys. I just need to grab my bag from my car."

Jughead is pulling on his jacket as he gestures for you to join him by the door, then pulling on his infamous crown beanie before pulling out his phone to text the others. He heads to his bike while you head for your car, opening the passenger door and pulling out your messenger bag. Draping the bag strap over your head and across your chest, you close the door and lock up before pocketing the keys.

When you sidle up to Jughead, he hands you his only helmet and you readily pull it on before climbing on behind him. He's not normally a crazy driver, so you loosely wrap your arms around his waist and enjoy the short ride to the quarry.

You and Jughead are the first to arrive, walking towards a spot that seems to have frequent visitors. Seats torn out from vehicles and a few crates form a half circle around an unlit barrel just off to the side of the water, and Jughead wastes no time in lighting up the barrel since it's a little chilly out.

Placing your bag on one of the seats, you walk towards the fire and hold your hands over it to warm up. Then about five minutes later, the rest of your friends show up.

"What's going on?" Sweet Pea asks as his gaze darts between you and Jug. As he sees you warming up, he stops by your side and wraps an arm around your shoulders to offer some of his warmth. Toni and Fangs stand on the other side of the barrel, warming themselves up briefly before taking a seat.

"I, uh, I have something I need to tell you guys. It's going to sound incredibly insane, but I need you to trust me when I say I am no threat to you." Sweet Pea frowns down at you and he only takes a seat when you nudge him towards the others. Jughead grabs your bag and hands it to you, and you smile faintly in thanks. Then opening the flap, you remove your crown and let your bag fall before hesitantly putting the crown on. Clearing your throat, you say, "When you guys first saw me, I was wearing this."

Fangs grins. "We thought you were just another spoiled little daddy's girl."

You grin back. "I mean I am," you shrug, "but the crown actually means something."

"Are you trying to tell us you're royalty or something?" Toni chuckles. At your neutral expression, her smile falters. "Y/N?"

You inhale shakily, glancing at Jughead who gives you an encouraging nod. "Whenever people meet my dad, I'm well aware that they think his given name is rather unfortunate." Sweet Pea snorts, grinning. A couple older Serpents at the Wyrm made it no secret when making fun of your dad's name. "But what if I told you that my dad really is the Lucifer Morningstar?" Your serious, yet nervous, expression makes the other three go still. "That I'm literally the daughter of the devil?"

The only sounds you can hear are the chirping crickets and crackling fire until, "You really buying this, man?" Sweet Pea scoffs. You briefly glance at him to see he's staring at Jughead who's still by your side.

Jughead nods, his arms crossed over his chest. "I am. My dad knew something was up with Lucifer before they outright told us the truth. He's known for years, but Lucifer wasn't a threat to him then or now so he didn't make a fuss about it."

Sweet Pea frowns. He doesn't look scared or pissed, but he doesn't look impressed either. "Why are you telling us this now?"

"That first night, my dad let FP and Jughead in on our secret because he saw how I trusted Jug and wasn't planning to leave Riverdale anytime soon. We trusted the Jones' and they now trust us. The circle of people in the know was meant to stay as small as possible, but then you three," you pause, huffing and smiling sadly as you meet each of their gazes, "wormed your way under my skin and I knew I couldn't keep a secret this big from you anymore."

"So your dad really is the devil?" Fangs asks. His gaze is set on the flames just barely dancing over the rim of the barrel, an expression on his face you can't quite decipher.

Sighing, you let your left hand wave back and forth over the flames. "My dad really is Lucifer Morningstar." You hold your hand still then, the flames engulfing your hand. Someone gasps, but you don't look up until you say, "And I'm the Queen of Hell."

"Oh fuck."

Fangs immediately shoots up, stumbling behind his seat. Sweet Pea's expression has completely shut down and Toni stares with wide eyes. Without having to look in a mirror, you already know your eyes have gone pure white and the picture you paint with the crown atop your head can look quite daunting.

"I'm still me- the same girl you've been hanging out with for a while now." You swallow down the hurt you feel at their speechlessness. "But.. I will understand if this is too much. All I ask is that this little revelation doesn't leave the circle." Still your friends say nothing and fight against the burn behind your eyes. "I'm sorry."

As quickly as you can, you bend over to pick up your bag. Shouldering the strap, you turn to walk away when Jughead calls out. "Y/N.."

"It's fine," you say and cast him a small smile. "I'll pick up my car later. I'm going home."

"Let me give you a ride home at least."

You shake your head. "I'll manage." And with that, you turn and walk away, letting a swirl of flames whisk you away.

Maybe you should have waited, dropping hints here and there to ease them in. But as you appear in your room, you drop onto your bed and let the sadness swallow you whole. What's done is done. All you can do is hope for the best now.

#riverdale imagine #riverdale gen fic x reader #riverdale #jughead jones #fp jones #lucifer morningstar #sweet pea #toni topaz #fangs fogarty #riverdale x reader

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johannesviii · 3 years

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The Crooked World

Some highlights of the last EDA I’ve read (The Crooked World).

I took these screens while reading, along with my reactions. As usual, this is full of spoilers.

Where to even start. Look, I tried. I really tried to like this book, but I don’t think I can. It has a couple of excellent scenes, and it’s not badly written at all, and the regulars are pretty great in it, and it even has some interesting things to say. But I’m sorry, I just can’t. And it’s not just that I don’t vibe with its ending or that some things in it are a bit lazy ; the issue I have with it is extremely simple and entirely subjective.

There’s no nice way to put it: anything that turns cartoon violence into realistic violence makes me ill. I have no clue why or how, especially considering how fond I am of horror in general ; maybe it’s the contrast between the cute designs and the gore? Maybe it’s the innocence of childhood morphed into something gruesome and deadly? Happy Tree Friends was very popular back when I was a teenager and even other students simply wearing t-shirts featuring some of the characters made me cringe. I’m not entirely sure why, but I’ve always hated it.

So yeah. Uh. This book. I really like parts of it but hate its entire aesthetic. I am in hell. Please send help. 5/10 (by default)

Ok so Tumblr forced me to change the theme of my blog, which means the background of my posts is white now, which makes it a LOT harder to distinguish where each screenshot stops, so I added a little border to them.

Let’s go.

Wait why are we in the Looney Tunes universe all of a sudden

How does this work? Is this the Land of Fiction? I’m intrigued

ASDFGHGFDFGH WELCOME TO A NEW EDA, DOCTOR

Oh shit, so the Crooked World works on cartoon logic, but it doesn’t extend to the TARDIS team

I like this realistic description of a cartoon bird even if it’s making me a bit anxious, not gonna lie

Ok no that cartoon ambulance is STRAIGHT UP giving me anxiety

Yeah no I'm absolutely Fitz in this situation

Meanwhile that bird is trying to kill Anji

Yeah no hold on a second, is the entire book going to be like this? Because this is nearly as distressing as Happy Tree Friends for me

And I do not want to go back to that era of entertainment

I cannot emphasize enough how much I don’t want to go back

Wait. Are you introducing this world to the concept of death

After all this time, he's still terrified of hospitals

Get me out of this circle of hell

GET BACK TO THE F█CKING TARDIS

Poor Fitz is worried sick and I am too

I would laugh if any of this was less nightmarish

Of course there's a Coyote too, why am I even surprised

Oh and Wacky Races too! I used to watch that! It’s called Les Fous du Volant in France and I know the intro by heart sdfghjkdfghjkjhgf

No.

I feel you Anji, I feel you

Thanks! This is horrifying!

Fitz being nice to the poor cartoon cat condemned to always fail at everything is giving me feelings

GOOD QUESTION AND I WISH THEY WOULD STOP

Hey give me back my ugly shirt

FINALLY SOME GOOD DECISIONS

Nice try, Fitz

Well, you've accidentally introduced the concept of death, for one thing

Oh my god Anji found the Scooby gang

(Gotta say one thing though, it’s weird she isn’t comparing them to the Scooby Gang considering she compared someone to Velma from the Scooby Gang in the previous book)

You know what? I'm ok with this.

They're going to make this entire place even more f█cked up that it already is

Fitz. Fitz this is a bad idea and you know it

THANKS THAT’S F█CKING HORRIFYING

Poor Fitz is expected to die at the slightest opportunity because he’s supposed to be a hero

Ah yes just what we needed: explosives

Fitz wasn't playing his “role” correctly and it was apparently enough to throw them off their respective roles as well

That part is cute, and also a bit Megamind in spirit

GOOD

Oh no FITZ NO

I KNOW I SAY “FITZ NO” VERY OFTEN BUT CONSIDERING HOW THIS WORLD REACTS TO NEW CONCEPTS THIS IS A VERY STRONG “NO”

and she grabbed the leader of the Scooby Gang

Which reminds me that most of Doctor Who works with the exact opposite of Scooby Doo logic

(source)

False alarm, things seem to be all right.

Also Fitz wondering if he should hold her hand or not is extremely cute

ASDFGHJHGFDFGHJKJHGFDSDFGHJKJHGFD F█CKING HELL THIS BIT WAS AHEAD OF ITS TIME AND HAS AGED LIKE FINE WINE

STOP BEING CUTE

Fitz. Fitz my boy. Fitz my dude. Please don’t.

I still think this is the Land of Fiction but it probably isn’t

Must be Tuesday

Is. Is he accidentally going to bring the concept of sex in this world

I'm gonna scream

ASDFGHJKLKJHGFD

Me trying to speak English in all my WIP videos

Ok I love this detail

Oh I like this conversation already. Go on.

Not what I expected, but very good.

NEVERMIND OH MY F█CKING G O D

A very cool but very surreal escape plan.

Poor little piggy

IGNORANCE AND BLISS: THE STORY

Real talk I don’t like the fact that the Doctor decided that changing this world to bring it closer to reality was automatically a good thing. It has some sort of unpleasant “you don’t know what’s good for you” vibe about it.

In other news water is wet

Oh uh well this hits harder nowadays, doesn’t it

OH UH WELL, THIS HITS HARDER NOWADAYS, DOESN’T IT 2: THE THRILLING SEQUEL

Of course it also means criminals get to be actually dangerous now

Hey, it almost worked though

Not so fun fact! Being tickled for too long actually becomes horribly painful because your body kind of switches automatically to “pain” mode

Eight. Always the optimist.

Hey um.... yikes?

Honestly if it's not the land of fiction I will riot

BEHOLD! One more reason to argue about The Colour of the Coat!!

This is a terrifying thought, thanks Anji

Hi hello yes remember my Happy Tree Friends comment

Well I'm in hell

Basically same

I think it's the fact they're portrayed as child-like innocent but SENTIENT beings that gets to me

Please look at my two idiots

Questioning the lethality of cartoon weapons by applying real-world logic to them! I like it! That's clever

W-

WOULD IT, THOUGH

WOULD IT REALLY

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WOULD IT R E A L L Y

Eleven would LOVE THIS

This is the fourth screen from the same page. There isn’t a single thing I don’t like in the scene.

Also I need someone to read it with zero context like I need air

Ok so this book might not be the best experience for me but I think we can all agree this was the best scene so far by a mile

Meanwhile the Scooby gang gets existential

STOP WITH THE REALISTIC VIOLENCE ON TOONS ALREADY

THIS POOR CAT HADN’T DONE ANYTHING TO DESERVE A BROKEN SKULL

A genre-saavy Scooby Gang sounds like the most powerful thing in the world

Ah yes uh... another bit that hits different nowadays, doesn’t it

YEAH ALL DOG COPS ARE BASTARDS

Steve Lyons my dude my friend please, you can stop trying to give me nightmares any time now

Look what YOU'VE done to THEM as well Doctor

Oh come on.

In a way I’m also starting to wonder if it's also a not-so-veiled metaphor of what the EDAs did with Doctor Who, with all the added violence and gore. But if that’s the case, it's very superficial criticism

Ok this quote is raw as all hell

I should create a “Fitz No” button and push it from time to time

Honestly at this point I feel drained

Meanwhile here’s a Scooby Doo villain getting a taste of his own medicine

Yeah good

No offense Eight but I don't trust you and your shitty memory and I especially wouldn’t trust you as a lawyer

Isn't that a bit too late though? You brought all this change by accident and didn’t give a shit because you thought it was a good thing, and you’re only trying to actively help after some of them died

Are. Are you sure this is helping

I feel like I’m 11 and back in Civic Education class come on

Again with the whole “ignorance & bliss” aspect

I really don’t want to dislike this book, it’s interesting I swear, I just wish it didn't have gruesome realistic violence on toons

Uh. I can’t remember if that was discussed about Anji before. Interesting

The fact the Land of Fiction is more or less mentioned here makes me think it won't be that at all

The Scooby Gang is the best thing in this book, mostly because they don't traumatise me

Please never explain to them what an A bomb actually does

Very Good And Cute

ASDFGHJHGFDFGH THE MOOD WHIPLASH

He's scared to disappoint her oh nooooo

Oh this looped back on itself and ended up being cute again

Meanwhile the Scooby Gang was providing music for the chase in-universe

sdfghjkjhgfdfghjkh e l p I love them

Ah yes just as we suspected

The culprit is an edgy Power metal song

ASDFGHJKLMLKJHGFDSDFGHJKLM FITZ

I sense some awkwardness between these two

Something went wrong

Is an explanation coming at last

OH SO UH THAT EXPLAINS SOME THINGS

P E R F E C T

Fitz sabotaging the villains, everyone

Oh hey look, I was right about the whole Megamind thingie!

Also it’s very cute

O H

Ok I'll give you the cartoon logic pass for that one

O Please give us answers you ridiculous thing in disguise

OH. Oh so this book said ACAB, got it

This is both extremely funny and very unsatisfying I’m torn

FINALLY

So a human child crashed here, onto this... malleable planet inhabited by? living thoughts or concepts, maybe? and turned it into a cartoon

Makes sense. Also very underwhelming

Yeah so I'm guessing this is a world of pure thoughts then

WELL I’M NOT

You

You made things better, uh?

Are you sure about that?

What wait what

Is death no longer permanent

What a cop out

And the bastard cop now has the job the pig used to have

I mean

As he should

Is it too obvious if I say I’m glad this book is over? Because I am. It was interesting but please, let’s never do this again.

#The Crooked World #Eighth Doctor #Eighth Doctor Adventures #Fitz Kreiner #Anji Kapoor #edas #doctor who #An EDA liveblog full of useless comments #long post #caps lock #violence tw #gore tw #body horror tw #all in written form but still

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girl4music · 3 years

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BUFFY REWATCH - S05E02 - Real Me

TARA: “Poor Dawn.

*Cut to Tara looking at herself in a mirror, which is above a sink with a towel rack beside it*

She was pretty shaken up.”

WILLOW: “Well, sure. Bloody death and stuff.

*The camera pans out and we see they are in a dorm room, unpacking. Willow goes to hang a painting while Tara is unpacking bathroom stuff from a box*

She'll be okay.”

TARA: “It's just... I, I think it's tough for her, not being able to... well, allowed to, you know, help.”

*Willow tries the painting in a few places, then puts it atop a bureau and begins unpacking another box*

WILLOW: “Help?”

TARA: “Oh, you. You guys. The Slayer circle.”

WILLOW: “Well, Buffy doesn't really need... a-and I think Dawn's a little young.”

TARA: “I-I know, you're right. It's just hard. That outsider feeling.”

*Willow looks over at her*

WILLOW: “Tara... you're not an outsider.”

TARA: “Well, yeah. I kind of am.”

WILLOW:

*Walking toward her*

“No, no you're not.”

TARA: “Willow, it's okay.

*Holds up a shampoo bottle*

Where does this go?”

WILLOW: “Somebody making you feel uncomfortable? Is it Xander? It's Xander, isn't it?”

TARA: “Xander's a sweetie.”

WILLOW: “It's Giles! It's 'cause he's... British and doesn't understand about stuff.”

TARA: “It's no one.

*Continues taking stuff out of the box*

You guys all just have this really tight bond. It's-it's hard to break into that. And I'm not even sure I want to.”

*Willow walks up behind Tara and puts her arms around Tara's waist, resting her chin on Tara's shoulder*

WILLOW: “I'm sure.

*Tara puts her hands over Willow's*

You're completely one of the gang now. Everyone accepts that.

*Closeup of their faces as they both smile*

You're one of the good guys.

*Tara's smile disappears and she pulls away, disengaging herself from Willow's embrace. Willow doesn't notice her expression*

Maybe I can talk to the rest of the group and we can do something. Some kind of Scooby initiation.

*They both return to what they were doing*

Oh! Maybe we could wear some kind of special ring that identifies us as members.”

TARA: “I don't think so. But maybe something like that would be nice for Dawn. I do worry about her sometimes.”

WILLOW: “You don't have to. She's got big sister Buffy happily looking out for her.”

With this episode we have the introduction of a brand new main character... only we’re not supposed to think of her as brand new. We are given no explanation as to why Dawn Summers has never been mentioned before the start of this season until later in it. Therefore, it’s odd to us how all the other characters act as if she’s always been there with them. Part of their lives as Buffy’s little sister.

That being said - it means we have to acknowledge that all the other characters have had different experiences and situations happen to them than what we have seen and remember with the inclusion of Dawn to the show. Especially with Tara - who Dawn has seemed to have established a personal connection with more than anyone else. And it appears that the reason why is that they’re both outsiders to the tight-knit team of the Scooby Gang family. They feel excluded.

When Dawn is told to wait outside the Magic Box store while the Gang deal with the murder of the owner, Tara eventually goes looking for Dawn, knowing that she has no real business helping the other characters with their detective work. They bond and share in their discomfort at being “in the way” as “non-Scoobies”.

Later, as Willow and Tara are unpacking belongings in an apartment - now taking the step of moving into an off-campus living environment together, Tara relays her concerns about Dawn feeling left out - to which Willow intuitively senses that it’s not just Dawn that feels that way. Tara does too. And she refuses to let the conversation drop when Tara tries to change the subject. As I mentioned in my recap for ‘Hush’ - this is one of the ways in which Willow and Tara bond emotionally. In being outcasted or rejected from society. In their individual feelings of being ostracized or invalidated in particular. And here’s the thing - every protagonist character does to some degree at different points in the show. In this season, it appears to be Tara and Dawn that does as they are the “newbies” to the group dynamic and haven’t really found their feet in how they can be useful or beneficial to the team-working machine yet. As the season progresses, we learn much more about these characters and we see the romantic relationship between Tara and Willow really blossom because of it.

#buffy the vampire slayer #real me #willow rosenberg #alyson hannigan #tara maclay #amber benson #dawn summers #episode recap #buffy rewatch

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p4nkow · 4 years

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After school tutoring

Hey-ho! I don't really know if I can say that I'm back with writing but yeah, I wrote something

I’ve watched OBX as soon as it came out but I’ve struggled with coming up with an innovative idea (so you can easily imagine how excited I was when this one surprisingly popped up in my mind)

Summary: JJ really needs a tutor not to fail his French class, but he doesn’t seem to excited about the idea. Especially when the Tutor he’s been assigned to is a Kook he grew up with, who seems to be friends with the Rafe and the rest of the Scooby Gang. Y’know, the usual with some good ol’ angst and fluff

So, of course, it’s a JJ x reader

Warnings: nothing much, really. Rafe’s a bit of a jerk, but not as much as in the show (I have a soft spot for him). Oh and also some violence (but blink and you’ll miss it, I swear)

hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think :)

gif not mine so credit to the owner

Your father always told you that you were one of the nicest and most patient little girls that he had ever known. Ever since you were a child, you’ve always been such a Florence Nightingale. You’d always help Mrs. Goode cross the street on her way back home — especially when Rafe and his bloody motorcycle where nearby — or you’d always take care of some abandoned kittens until you could find them a proper and loving home.

Yeah, you were that kind of nice. You were Jamie Sullivan kind-of-nice, straight out of A walk to remember but without your Landon Carter.

No matter how many times your own actions backfired at you, you never regretted them. Not even when Kielce tried to embarrass you in front of everyone at Midsummers, after you trying to hide the fact that he was stoned from his parents. Or when the Pogues kept throwing daggers at you for just being a Kook. Well, half Kook. You were as Kook as Kiara.

Nevertheless, you never regretted anything— until now.

What the hell were you thinking when you volunteered for the after-school program? No, after-school was not the real problem. The real matter was who had been assigned to you.

JJ Maybank.

It wasn’t like you couldn’t stand his sight or anything. No, nothing like that. He just didn’t seem to know you existed. Which was odd, considered that he did nothing but pick up a fight with your best friend every three or four minutes.

Maybe he simply ignored you because you were a Kook. Well, half Kook.

And as he waited for his tutor – for you. As he waited for you, sitting on one of the farthest desks in the classroom, he looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there. Both his elbows were on the desk, a grin lit up his face as he texted someone.

Man, this was going to be fun.

A few steps and you were right next to him. The grip on the books you were holding against your chest was so tight that you couldn’t even feel your fingers anymore. There was no reason for you to be that nervous, yet you had to take a deep breath before speaking to him.

“Hey.” As simple as that. It came out more as a squeak than as a word, but whatever.

His blue eyes moved from the screen to you. He held your gaze for a few moments, before letting his eyes slide all over your body.

“Hey”, he replied. His tone was amused as his grin grew wider. His phone was now locked but he didn’t put it away.

His curious gaze followed your movements as you took a seat in front of him, placing your books on the empty space between the two of you. “Looks like I’m stuck with you.”

“Is that a problem?” The smile on his face told you that he wasn’t taking it seriously. He leaned back, bringing both his hands behind his neck as he gave you a careless look.

All you could do was shrug. “I hope not.”

A loud ding interrupted him from whatever he was about to say, as the screen of his phone lit up. His blue eyes, which seemed so amused and interested in you, quickly moved to it. JJ remained silent for a few seconds, his attention now elsewhere.

Trying to camouflage your annoyance caused by his behavior, you said “I spoke to Mrs. Roux. She told me to focus on the basics first, then we can move to the more advanced notions.”

JJ cleared his voice, leaning again towards you. His face was just a few inches away from yours and you took the chance to give a better look at his eyes – even though they seemed carefree and young, deep down you knew they were troubled. Rumors traveled faster than the wind there at the island.

“Look”, he started. “As much as I appreciate your good will, I have no intention of following a single thing you say. I’m only here to score some points with Mrs. Roux so that I don’t fail French.”

His honesty was appreciated. You couldn’t say you were surprised, though. Everybody knew that JJ cared so little of his grades. Not because he couldn’t do better, but because for whatever reason he didn’t want to.

“Then you’ll have to change your tutor”, you replied with a shrug.

After all, you had volunteered to after-school for a reason.

Your words must’ve caught him off guard. His brows narrowed and he slightly tilted his head. “Why’s that?”

“Because I’m here to help. And obviously you don’t want to be helped.”

The rays coming through the window at your left made his blonde eyes look even lighter, giving him an angelic look. If it wasn’t for the devilish grin printed on his face.

“You could score some points, too. And without any effort”, he proposed, a corner of his lips raised in an amused smile.

His words made you giggle, so you slightly shook your head. “That’s not how it works, JJ.”

“Do you know me?” Why did he seem so surprised by that? First, even though you were now in the mainland, you both lived in the island. Back there, everyone knew everyone. So of course you knew who JJ Maybank was.

The real question was, “Do you know me?”

“I know you hang out with the Scooby Gang. That’s enough for me.” He clenched his jaw and for the first time since you had taken your seat in front of him, he looked away from you.

You narrowed your brows, throwing him a confused look. “With who?”

JJ gave you a look that said ‘You already know who I’m talking about’. But to make it sure you’d understood, he said “Y’know, Rafe and the rest of the gang.

“They’re my friends.” Of course you knew that there was some bad blood between JJ’s friends and the now so-called Scooby Gang. Since the very first moment, though, you dissociated yourself from that situation. Mainly because you were friends with both Sarah – who was now hanging with the Pogues – and Rafe.

JJ pressed his lips together in a thin line. “You’ve found yourself some terrible friends, I’m afraid.”

His words hurt you. How dared he?

“You don’t really know them. Neither of you have really tried to know each other, so what do you know? I’m more than capable to pick my own friends, thank you.”

And his words made him smile. Was he making fun of you? His smile grew wider as he stared at you. “I knew you had claws hidden somewhere, kitten.”

“Kitten?”

“You’re bringing out the claws like a kitty.”

“Oh please”, you scoffed, looking away from his intense stare. “Don’t try to buy me by using your pickup lines.”

JJ laughed. It was probably the first time you ever heard him laugh — like, a real laugh — and the reactions it aroused in your stomach caught you off guard.

“I’m not trying to hit on you, Kitten. Trust me. At least not for now.” He winked at you and you could do nothing but give him an eye roll.

“Shut up.”

JJ remained silent for a while, the ghost of a smile still on his face. His gaze fell to his hands, now joined on the desk. Before speaking again, he gave you a mischievous look from under his lashes. “So you really wanna help me, huh?”

“You just said you don’t want my help.”

“That was before knowing the Kitten in you. It might actually be fun.”

You sighed deeply and shook your head. “JJ, you’re gonna fail French. You need me.”

“I don’t really care about failing French, but I’ll think about it.” His phone rang again, and you couldn’t stop yourself from eye-rolling. He gave you a quick look before lowering his gaze to the screen, pressing his lips together in a thin line.

The atmosphere had just changed, and you could feel it. The tension was tangible.

JJ swallowed hard and lowered his gaze. Then he loudly pulled away his chair, meeting your gaze again only once having stood up in front of you. “Gotta go now. Don’t bail on me, Kitten.”

He had to go. He had been there for fifteen minutes only!

While throwing him a confused glance, you replied “You don’t bail on me. You’re the one who needs help.”

His lips curved again as a reaction to your words and he held your gaze for a couple of more seconds before starting to walk away.

“JJ?” You hadn’t really meant to say it out loud, but when he turned towards you there was no going back. “We grew up together. You just never noticed I existed.”

And with his brows narrowed in an expression you couldn’t quite decipher, JJ walked away.

—

It was a Saturday just like any other, before Rafe started to persuade you to go with him at a kegger some guy was having down at the Boneyard.

“We won’t be long, right?” Yes, he got the best of you. As you sighed, you turned your head towards the window. From where his Jeep was parked, you could see the crowd already gathered around an improvised bonfire.

“Promise.” Rafe nodded as to confirm his words. “As soon as you wanna get out of here, you come tell me.”

The light of the streetlamps gave you the chance to give him a better look – the white shirt he was wearing highlighted his blue eyes, which were now giving you a hopeful look. “Fine”, you gave up. “Please behave.”

The innocent look he gave you made you giggle, so you threw him a condescending look before stepping out of the car.

You landed on the sand with a little jump, and the night breeze immediately caressed your bare legs. The choice of wearing a skirt was turning out to be a terrible decision.

Rafe made sure you were following him as he started to walk towards the heart of the party. “Are the guys already here?”

“They should be”, he murmured while giving a look around him. Kelce and Topper were nowhere to be found yet. “Let me call them.”

He lowered his gaze as he dialed Topper’s number and you took the chance to give a proper look at the situation around you. Many of your classmates were there, half of them already with a drink in their hands. There were many groups scattered around the beach and the air was filled with laughter – apparently everyone was in a good mood.

One of the first thing you noticed, though, was the equal presence of both Kooks and Pogues. Both factions were there, and for the first-time things seemed to be quiet. No daggers being throwed, no threats murmured. The atmosphere seemed to be peaceful, and you found yourself praying that it’d continue that way.

With the phone still pressed against his ear and his bottom lip between his teeth, Rafe met your gaze for a few instants before trying again to spot his friends. He nodded at someone every now and then because, after all, everyone knew Rafe. Everyone wanted to be his friend.

Everyone but the Pogues.

That’s when you noticed him.

Near one of the bungalows that was now being used as a drinks-refill, there was JJ. One of his hands was raised to hold a cup against his lips, while the other was hidden in the pocket of his short cargo pants.

Despite the darkness of the night, you could see the intensity of his blue eyes from where you were standing. His blonde locks were hidden under a red hat that he was wearing backwards.

Sarah was there with him, alongside with the rest of his friends and a couple of strangers. Female strangers. Some Tourons that he’d hit on, probably. The thought made your stomach twirl for various reasons that you weren’t ready to explore yet, so you looked away before he could notice your staring.

“There you are!” Topper’s arm surrounded your shoulders, bringing back to reality. The smile you gave him was spontaneous and warm.

Rafe sighed as he put away his phone. “You could answer my calls sometimes, asshole.”

“Actually”, Topper said, pointing his finger at Rafe’s chest “I’m pretty sure I lost my phone.”

The way he started to stagger next to you made you ask in an amused but worried tone “Are you drunk?”

Kelce giggled and nodded after meeting Topper’s eyes. “No, we aren’t. Do you want something to drink, Y/N?”

Before you could even give him an answer, you were interrupted by a new voice. “Hey Rafe.” A petite blonde was now standing in front of Rafe. His smile grew wider as he looked down at her and you knew that you’d lost his company even before he could reply.

She handed him a drink and Rafe gave you a quick look with the corner of his eyes. A smirk was all you gave him, and he took it as a good sign. “Hey, doll.”

Lame.

The two of them started to chat and Topper and Kelce were caught in the most intense, drunken conversation, so when you said “I’m gonna grab a drink”, you weren’t even sure who you were talking to.

On your way to the bungalow, you made sure to take the long way, trying to avoid JJ’s group. There wasn’t a particular reason for you not wanting to see him – or was there? All you knew was that he made you incredibly nervous, and you didn’t like that feeling. And sure as hell you didn’t like the way you felt when you saw him with those Tourons.

Stop it, Y/N.

Inside the bungalow there were a few people refilling their cups. After a few “Hey” and “How’s it going?” you finally made your way to the counter. It was hard to tell what those drinks were made of, so you opted for a simple beer.

“I didn’t expect to see you here.” You were so lost in your thoughts that the cup almost slid off your fingers as JJ’s voice made you jump.

“Jesus!”

JJ laughed. “I know I’m awesome, but it’s just me.” He leaned on the counter next to you, crossing his arms on his chest as he gave you a mischievous smile.

“Are you trying to kill me?”

His blue eyes slowly slid all over your body, down to your bare legs. He clenched his jaw and you found yourself thinking that maybe, after all, wearing a skirt hadn’t been that terrible. The intensity of his stare pushed you to look away from him, so you took a sip of your drink while trying to slow down your heart rate.

“Are you having fun?” His voice was low and deep, almost as deep as the stare he was giving you.

“I just got here”, you shrugged.

He slowly nodded, looking away for a couple of seconds before turning again towards you. “You were with Rafe.”

He noticed? If it wasn’t for his tone — which made you groan — you’d have felt flattered by the fact that he had noticed. “Let’s not go there again, JJ. He’s my friend.”

“Your friend”, he repeated.

What was his problem?

“Yes”, you articulated.

You exhaled sharply and looked away. You were trying so hard not to get mad at him because of his attitude that you didn’t even notice he’d moved.

JJ was now standing right in front of you. His body was just a few inches away from yours and you fought against your first instinct to back up.

His blue eyes scanned your face, but not in a judgmental way. Maybe it was the first time that JJ really saw you. “You look good tonight, Kitten.”

“Stop calling me that”, you said instead of thanking him. His compliment made you blush.

His lips curved into a grin — it was so typical of him that you were starting to hate it. “You see”, he started. “You said something a few days ago.”

“Hm?” Your brows were raised in a confused look.

“I remember your orange beanie.”

Wait, what?

“What?”

His grin grew even wider at your confusion. “You loved it so much that the teacher had to tell your mother. You just wouldn't take it off. You’ve always been headstrong.”

It was true. When you were eight-ish, you owned an orange beanie. It was a gift from your aunt, and you grew so fond of it that you wouldn’t take it off. Not even in class. The teacher scolded you so many times — which, for an eight-year-old like you was the end of the world — that she even had to bring in your parents.

JJ remembered.

The last time you saw him you told him that he never noticed you existed, but he did.

He took another step towards you. “And when you were twelve, you fell off a tree. You told your mom that you were trying to grab a balloon or something, but I saw you. I was working in a house nearby and I know you were trying to save a kitten.”

You remained silent because you were literally speechless.

He took another step forward. You were so close to him that you could feel the warmth of his body. That’s when the people surrounding you started to blur, becoming meaningless to you. There was just him.

The intensity of his blue eyes stopped you from moving. You froze still as he gently cupped your cheek, sending chills down your spine. What the hell was going on?

“And I sure remember the look in your eyes at homecoming. I stayed late that night to give a hand cleaning up and make some money. You came with Topper, but you left alone. At some point he stood you up for Sarah. Even though he'd just he'd just bailed on you, when you asked Kelce a ride home you made up some lame excuse to cover him. And I kept asking myself why the hell you were always so nice to everyone.” His voice was nothing but a whisper. Both his hands were now placed on the counter, trapping you between his arms.

“JJ—”, you started but you weren't even sure what to say.

He'd noticed everything. He'd noticed you.

Instead of replying with words, you leaned towards him. You were now so close that your lips brushed his. It was a gentle touch, almost shy. Closing your eyes, you stood on your tips while placing your hands on his chest. You could feel his muscles from under the grey shirt he was wearing, and your skin burned where his hand was placed, right on your hip.

Just when your mind was starting to go wild and JJ was starting to deepen the kiss — after being taken aback by your initiative —, you were interrupted by a voice calling his name.

Really? Oh c’mon. JJ groaned and closed his eyes for a couple of seconds before turning towards the door.

“JJ?” Kie was standing right out of the bungalow, her brows narrowed in a worried look.

He took a step back from you and turned towards her, slowly letting you go. You already missed the warmth of his hand against your skin. But Kie being there, interrupting like that, could only mean one thing.

Her gaze fell on you for a couple of seconds, looking at you with nothing but disdain, before looking back at the blonde in front of you. “It’s John B. John B and Rafe.”

That's all she said, but you knew that it meant trouble.

The two of you started to move at the same moment, both drawn to where Kie was heading to. Rafe was in trouble and you knew JJ was as worried as you for his friend.

Why things had to be so difficult between them?

“What’s going on?”, you asked loud enough for Sarah to hear.

The worry in her face made you nervous, but your attention quickly shifted to where Rafe and John B were having a row. Topper was now pulling Rafe back, trying to get him off John B.

You shouted his name, but you knew he wouldn't hear you. The atmosphere was becoming loud and messy, and you were worried sick about your friend.

“Rafe, stop!”

As soon as Topper managed to pull him away, you placed yourself between the two of them. “C’mon man”, Topper kept murmuring as he pushed him away from the Pogues.

But Rafe was fuming. He had a split lip, and he was short of breath. A small crowd had gathered around the fight. People were moving around you, but all you could think of was trying to calm Rafe down. Hoping it'd help somehow, you placed a hand on his chest and murmured his name.

"You stay the hell away!”, he shouted at John B, who was now trying to stand up. Held by JJ on one side and Pope on the other, he did nothing but throw daggers at Rafe. He didn’t even reply. His bruises didn’t seem serious though, which was relief.

Your eyes fell to JJ for a couple of seconds, following his movements as he murmured something to John B, but you quickly looked away.

“Rafe, please.” Maybe because of your quiet tone, maybe because of the worry in it, he finally looked down at you. “That’s enough.”

And those words meant more than it looked like. No matter how hard you tried not to mind the distinction between the two factions in the island – the idea wouldn’t leave Rafe’s mind. The same Rafe that was now looking at you with nothing but anger, disappointment and regret in his blue eyes.

“C’mon, let’s go.” Topper interrupted your staring contest. He patted on his shoulder and nodded towards the parking lots.

As the two of them started to make their way through the crowd, you turned towards JJ.

He was standing right in front of John B, murmuring something while looking at him straight in the eye. The hat he was wearing was long forgotten in the sand and the sea breeze pushed his blonde locks on his face. He didn’t seem to care, though.

Pope noticed you first. A nod was all he gave you before elbowing JJ. When he turned towards you, the look on his face was a lot different than the one you were getting used to. He was angry – jaw clenched, lips pressed and all. He had every right to be.

“What?” The sharpness of his tone almost made you step back.

You cleared your voice before asking, alluding to John B “Is he okay?”

He didn’t even look at him. Hell, he wasn’t even looking at you. The JJ standing right in front of you wasn’t the one you knew. And you didn’t like this new version of him.

“He’s fine.” That’s all he said.

His gaze was now fixed in the sea – he was looking at the waves violently hitting the bank without really seeing them.

You felt Kie’s eyes on you, as well as Pope’s. They were following your conversation with curiosity, trying to understand what the hell was going on between the two of you. After all they weren’t used to see JJ having a full conversation with a Kook. You kinda felt in the spotlight and you hated it.

“Is there something I can do?”, you asked as you tried to keep your voice down. Your words were meant to him and him only.

That’s when JJ finally looked at you, his blue eyes fixed on yours. He clenched his jaw once again and then said “Leave.”

The reaction to those words was immediate – you took a step back, almost as if he’d hurt you physically. And you hated the way your voice sounded squeaky when you asked “What?”

There were lots of emotions going through his eyes, but for the first time ever since you’d known him, you had no idea what the hell was JJ thinking.

“Just leave, Y/N.” He sighed and swore under his breath, lowering his gaze. Why was he acting like that?

As he started to turn his back to you, leaving you there on the spot, you asked “But I’ll see you on Monday, right?”

He shook his head even before turning again towards you. “This was a mistake.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” At this point you didn’t even care about the people surrounding you. Most of them had returned to mind their own business, but not the Pogues.

“If you really wanna do something about it, keep your fuckin’ pet away from me – away from us.” Even though he had every right to be pissed at Rafe, you didn’t like his tone nor the way he was referring to him. “He’s nothing but trouble and so are you. He’s got you wrapped around his finger and you’re so naïve that you don’t even notice it!”

“What the hell are you –”, you tried to intervene, but he immediately cut you off.

“I don’t need your help. No, I don’t want your help. You’re a Kook, Y/N – God, I’m not that desperate.”

You didn’t even try to reply to that. He didn’t deserve another minute of your attention, nor the things that you were starting to feel for him. So you took another step back, physically unable to look away from him eyes. How could he be so mean?

JJ knew he had fuck up. He regretted those words the moment they left his mouth. Damn, he regretted hurting you. The look on your face said it all, and he hated himself for it. After all, you had nothing to do with Rafe’s behavior. He was an asshole – a real asshole – and you were too good for him.

And JJ knew sure as hell that you were too good for him, too.

You almost sighed in relief when you heard Kelce’s voice asking you “Y/N, you coming?” He was waiting just a few feet away from you.

JJ tried to take a step towards you, but his legs wouldn’t move. He had screwed it up and he knew it.

When you felt tears watering your eyes, you bit your lower lip till you felt a metallic taste in your mouth. You had no intention of crying in front of him – or his friends, for what matters.

The last look you gave him was full of hurt, regret and disappointment and you found yourself hoping that JJ would remember that look for the rest of his life.

You finally turned your back to him, approaching Kelce with a terrible burden on your heart. There had been moments when you really thought that the stupid distinction between the two factions wouldn’t matter to him. That the distinction between the Cut and Figure Eight wouldn’t influence your friendships.

But you were terribly wrong.

—

The first thing you did on Monday, was changing your schedule for the afterschool program. In that way, not only you weren’t assigned to JJ, but you wouldn’t even see him around during the afternoon. The plan was of avoiding him as much as you could. Well, that wasn’t much of a problem, considered that he despised you and everything.

The week went by kinda smoothly – no JJ in sight, no troubles, no Rafe. You were trying to blow off some stream, and that plan included avoiding both. Even when Sarah called you or stopped by, she cautiously avoided those subjects.

JJ had tried to reach you once. He’d stopped by your house and found your sister, instead. He never showed up again.

Rafe was a whole another story. He hadn’t stopped calling you or texting you since that night at the kegger. Even though you were still pissed at him, you couldn’t help but forgive him. Kinda. As you already said, you were a Florence Nightingale. That huge part of you just couldn’t let go the idea of talking some sense to him.

—

The next Friday Sarah had a terrible, terrible idea.

The Pogues were planning to spend the whole day in the HMS Pogue – a hurricane was expected the following week and they wanted to enjoy those last quiet days. So of course, when Sarah asked you to come along, your answer had been a firm no.

The reason was obvious. JJ would’ve been there, and you were more than determined to avoid him all costs.

“It could be fun! Y’know, you could even try to swim this time.”

“I definitely won’t”, you articulated, not being able to repress a chuckle at her hopeful expression.

When she joined her hands in front of her face and leaned towards you, looking at you with her giant dark brown eyes, you slightly shook your head. “Not gonna happen.”

“Please?”, she whispered.

You gave her a quick look from under your lashes, bringing a scoop of ice cream to your lips. Trying to stall, you made sure to finish the entire spoon before shrugging. “Will you keep him away from me?

“Of course!” Her excitement was so contagious that you couldn’t help but laugh.

‘Not gonna happen’, huh?

Later that day, when you were waiting for the rest of the group to come, you were already starting to regret to regret your decision.

“Stop being so nervous”, Sarah murmured, giving you a look with the corner of her eyes.

You narrowed your brows. “I’m not.”

“Your leg is bouncing”, she pointed out and you eye rolled.

Before you could think of a comeback, Kie’s voice was barely audible above the boat noise. “Well, if you hadn’t stopped to buy all those snacks, we wouldn’t have been late!”

“Technically, we’re not late. You’re only used to be early”, Pope then her an amused look, throwing a Cheeto to his mouth.

They were both standing at the front of her boat, the girl’s hand raised to cover her eyes from the sun.

Behind them, maneuvering the boat, there were both JJ and John B. The latter quickly started to disappear to you as you focused on the blonde — he wasn’t wearing a shirt, which was nothing new to you, and his blonde locks were pulled back by a blue bandana. You were mesmerized by that sight — so much that you were almost drooling.

Sarah elbowed you and you cleared your voice, strengthening the grip on your bag as you looked away from him. After all, you still hadn’t forgiven and forgotten all the mean things that he had told you.

JJ saw you even before you could notice him standing next to John B. No one had told him that you’d have come along, but he now wished someone had. He was totally taken aback, mesmerized by your sight. The way the sun was making your hair shine or the way you’d wiggle your nose when talking to Sarah — that shit was driving him crazy.

“You okay?”, Sarah asked to make sure. Carefully avoiding looking at him, you nodded and gave her a fake smile.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

When the boat was close enough for you to hop in, John B didn’t waste any time and quickly approached Sarah. He was firmly holding her hand and said “Come on up.” You felt the urge to look away, almost as if you were witnessing something of extremely private.

When it was your turn to get on the boat, you handed your bag to Pope, who’d kindly offered to help you. Right before you could place your foot on the top of the boat, JJ hurried to get next to you. He offered you a hand and you looked at it, dumbfounded, for a couple of seconds.

Then you pushed it away and murmured “I can make it.”

And you did — even at the cost of breaking your own neck. You got on the boat with a little jump, and you gave Pope a little smile of victory, completely ignoring the blonde standing behind you.

You didn’t even had the courage to look at him in the eyes.

Just when you were about to get away from him and approach Sarah, JJ said “Y/N.”

Your body tensed up and you froze still.

“Y/N, please”. Your eyes shut once again at the sound of his pleading voice.

“Leave me alone, JJ.” And, surprisingly, for the next hour he did.

Contrary to what you thought at first, you were having a good time. Despite the fact that Kie was still throwing daggers at you, trying to read and understand you, the rest of the group was being extremely friendly and funny.

JJ had even stopped trying to talk to you, which was a relief. What he hadn’t stop doing, however, was throwing you looks with the corner of his eyes. He was always looking at you, especially when he thought you weren’t looking.

That until Pope proposed “You guys in for a swim?”

“Hell yeah”, Kie immediately stood up. “This sun is literally killing me.”

It didn’t take long for the rest of the crew to join them and, after some chats and laughter here and there, everyone jumped in the water. Everyone except JJ.

Before joining them John B turned to you and asked, “You coming?”

“Nah, I think I’ll pass”, you replied, giving him a smile. And with that he disappeared, joining his friends in the water.

JJ was sitting not far away from you, his legs dangling out of the boat. There was a weird silence between the two of you, and the tension was almost touchable. You hated that situation.

“Why didn’t you go swimming?”, he suddenly asked you, turning his head towards you.

There was no way you could get out of this, so you’d better have it done with it. When you slowly turned towards him, facing him, your heart skipped a beat. His eyes were a lot different than the last time you saw him and the hurt in them almost made you break.

“Why didn’t you?”, you retorted and he ironically snorted. Then you closed your eyes, trying to calm your nerves. You turned completely towards him, crossing your legs while doing so. “I don’t know how to swim”, you explained in a low voice.

Why the hell were you justifying yourself with him?

He seemed genuinely surprised. His brows narrowed and he placed the beer he was drinking right next to him. “What? You never tried or—”

“No, I’m — I have thalassophobia.”

His brows narrowed even further. “Not following you.”

“It means that I’m scared of open water” you patiently explained, and he remained quiet.

Until he got up and walked towards you, sitting right in front of you.

“What— what are you doing?” You weren’t sure you were able to control your emotions around him. After all, being around him was enough, considered what he’d told you.

“Y/N”, he started, taking a deep breath and lowering his gaze for a couple of seconds before looking back at you. “I’m sorry. I said a lot of things that night and I regret every word I said.”

JJ was apologizing, but that didn’t mean that you weren’t still hurt by the way he treated you.

He frowned when he noticed that you had no intention to reply. “You heard me?”

The guys were shouting and laughing while splashing each other, so you quickly looked away from them and met JJ’s eyes.

“I did”, you immediately said, quickly nodding at his question. “I also heard you when you said you weren’t that desperate to accept a Kook’s help. My help.”

He sighed deeply and shook his head, lot of emotions going through his eyes “A lot of things happened that night. And Rafe’s always in my way, always trying to mess with me, and that night was just the tip of the iceberg.”

The sea breeze pushed some locks of your hair right in front of your face, so when JJ raised a hand to pull them behind your ear, you didn’t move a muscle to stop him.

“This isn’t even about Rafe anymore, JJ. This is about you not accepting the fact that I’m a Kook!” Once again, as it usually happened in his presence, you temper was showing up.

“It isn’t about Rafe, huh?”, he snapped back. “So how come he’s always in the way when it comes to you?”

“Because he’s my friend! I know it’s hard to understand, I know it’s not easy for you, but I care about him. I know he can be mean; I know he’s an asshole most of the times, but I know him better, JJ.”

He scoffed, as if you were saying something that it was unthinkable for him. “Can’t fuckin’ believe it.”

“And if you can’t get over the fact that I’m his friend, that I’m a Kook, then we really shouldn’t see each other anymore. You were right.” You let out a defeated sight and you stood up, trying to walk away and ditch him there, when he immediately stood too. He gently grabbed your arm, meeting your eyes.

“Wait, Y/N. Listen, I don’t care, okay?” When did he get so close to you? You were so involved in your conversation that you hadn’t noticed how close his body was. “I said some mean shit that night, but I didn’t mean any of it. I don’t care if you’re from the Cut or from Figure Eight, Y/N. You could be from Narnia, for what matters, and I’d still like you.”

Wait what?

“You what?” The shock in your voice was evident.

It looked like JJ wanted to say something, so he parted his lips, but he immediately closed them back. Then he took a deep breath and slowly nodded. “Yes, I like you, Y/N. I like how you’re not afraid to step up and speak your mind. I like how kind you are, to everyone – no matter what. And sure as hell I like the way you make me want to be a better person.”

The burden you felt in your heart was slowly dissolving at his words — did he feel that way all this time?

He cupped your cheeks with his warm hands, and you closed your eyes and took a deep breath. To be completely honest, it scared you like hell the way you felt safe in his arms. When you leaned towards his hand, you reopened your eyes only to see him slightly smile.

“Good thing is, I don’t dislike you, either”, you teased him. He chuckled, slightly shaking his head, and once again you leaned towards him and placed your lips on his.

JJ didn’t waste any time. He placed one hand in the back of your neck in the attempt of pulling you closer to him, as he kissed you back. He immediately deepened the kiss, kissing you as if he was afraid of losing you.

Both your hands slid between his blonde locks, and at that gentle touch a deep groan came up from his throat.

Just when you were starting to be short of breath, you heard a loud voice saying “It’s about fuckin’ time!”

When you — reluctantly — pulled away from him and looked towards your friends, John B had a huge smile on his face as he looked at the two of you. Sarah cupped her hand around her mouth and let out a little “Woo-hoo”, and even Kie seemed sort of relieved that you two finally sorted your problems out.

JJ didn’t let go of you, his arm was still surrounding your waist as he kept you close to him. He paid little attention to his friends, moving his lips to your cheek up till the spot under your ear. You closed your eyes, smiling at the sweetness of his kisses, as he murmured in your ear “I was really hoping to make you mine, Kitten.”

—

“Je.”

JJ raised his brows. “Je.”

“M’appelle”, you articulated.

The blonde sitting in front of you looked down at the book. “M’appelle”, he repeated.

“JJ.”

He looked up to meet your eyes. “That’s easy. JJ.”

“Now repeat it.” You bit your lip as you tried to repress a little laugh.

JJ leaned towards you, placing both his elbows on the desk as he brought his face closer to yours. “You’re kinda hot when you’re bossy.”

“JJ”, you said in a warning tone.

“Y’know”, he started, and the grin on his face didn’t promise nothing good. “It could be useful. You could talk dirty to me in French.”

You kicked him from under the table, giving a quick look in the room around you to make sure that no one heard. “Stop it”, you hissed, making him chuckle.

“You’re blushing.”

“I should never have accepted tutoring you.” Of course you were lying.

And JJ knew it. “Liar.”

“J, will you focus? Please?”

“Can I have a kiss every time I get it right?”

“Shut up and pay attention to me.” Tutoring JJ turned out to be harder than expected. Especially when he took every chance he had to make you blush or tease you.

JJ cleared his voice and faked a salute “Yes ma’am.”

Oh man, this was gonna be a long, long semester.

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Return to Hatchetfield-Town - TGWDLM Part 3

Have I been putting off this part because of sad Bill? Maybe. Or is it because of all your amazing Ridiculous Hatchetfield Theory submissions? Yeah, you were right the first time. I just can’t deal with sad Bill.

We left part 2 of the TGWDLM rewatch where the Scooby Gang had turned up at the spooky mansion, which can only go well, and we come back in part 3 as they’ve left the tied up resident bad guy alone with the one person who has a weakness for said bad guy.

Links to previous parts

It’s Ted loving time and I make no apologies for it.

Am I the only one who saw the scene with Ted and Charlotte and immediately got sent back to MAMD’s Joey and Sally? It’s so good seeing Joey and Jaime acting opposite each other like this again, they both bring the same amount of chaotic brilliance.

I have no jokes to make for this, I just needed a gif of the “slap” here. Beautiful. Iconic.

Here we see a bit of the true Ted, the Ted we see in Time Bastard. He’s an idiot sure, but its obvious he is actually a hopeless romantic who really cares for Charlotte, underneath an exterior of “sleazeball”.

When I originally read what happens in Time Bastard I will admit it didn’t really fit with the image I had in my head of Ted. Ted is first and foremost played for laughs. He’s selfish and arrogant and funny. But rewatching TGWDLM, especially with Time Bastard in mind, you do see where Joey let’s Ted’s façade drop. You see it at a greater extent later when Charlotte dies and Ted goes off on one to Bill. But you also see it here (I’m sorry Ted fans):

Serious gifs, who is she?

Now. What’s happening in this next little scene? Are we ready for some tin foil hatting?

What do you want Charlotte?

Continuing our theme of characters explaining what they want in clear and certain terms, Charlotte starts praying to God, then Sam wakes up. Was Sam waiting for everyone else to leave before “waking up” in order to target Charlotte? Or were Charlotte’s prayers answered by an Eldritch being with the capability to control the Creedy Chorus? Later Sam says that he “saw god”.

In Black Friday, Linda attempts to issue in the “birth of a god.” God is certainly a word the Devil Dolls are happy to attribute to themselves. Somehow I don’t think it would have mattered if they had gone to a Methodist or Presbyterian church.

Opinion time: Tied Up My Heart is a full on rock bop and deserves way more praise and acclaim. You could have told me this song was from Rock of Ages and I would believed you.

“Don’t you twust me” – serious Wiggly vibes there Sam.

This is kinda catchy Sam!

In part two we briefly discussed when Hidgens became infected, and there is some theories that believe he was infected from the moment he touched the blue brain goo, leading to Show Stopping Number happening.

Charlotte was infected the minute she touched Sam’s brains. Like Hidgens, it happened slowly, but its very clear it had begun to take root in this song. Tied Up My Heart is to Charlotte, what Let It Out is to Paul. They both find themselves dancing without meaning to, they both begin to hear the music. I’ve mentioned previously that Tied Up My Heart is the only song in which there is an offstage chorus, which would be strange unless for the first time we’re hearing the show as Charlotte is hearing it – she’s beginning to hear the rest of the Hive.

The only difference between Charlotte and Paul is their wants during these pivotal numbers. Paul is trying harder to fight the song because his want is to destroy the meteor. Charlotte isn’t able to fight the song because her want is Sam… and the song is giving her that.

I think this is the part of the musical where most people pause and proclaim… what the hell am I watching. Which, you know… valid.

Can anyone tell me what foreshadowing is?

Ted just casually predicting the ending of the show. Take out the head and the whole thing falls down – an historically inaccurate statement in the proceedings of Hatchetfield’s apocalypses.

Exhibit A – Taking out the meteor does not stop the hive.

Exhibit B – Sending a Nuke into the Black and White does not stop Wiggly.

I don’t know what Nerdy Prudes will be about but heads up to the characters – maybe don’t try and destroy the root of the issue as your solution.

Obviously there is a lot of story in Emma and Paul’s discussion here, a lot of which gets unpacked and revisited in Forever and Always, but I’m not really going to delve into the specifics of it here. My biggest take away from this conversation is that Emma explains her past, and her intentions for the future, but at no point is it ever clear what her want is.

In a musical where character’s are killed because they want something, is it any wonder Emma is the one who survives at the end? She doesn’t have any big, ultimate want. She’s jaded and tired, until the end… when what she wants is for Paul to have survived.

This shows a clear distinction between how Pokey and Wiggly operate (and the others, but we’ll discuss them when we get to Nightmare Time.) Both of these Bothersome Brothers use wanting as their tool of chaos but in very different ways.

Pokey wants you to want something, in order to tempt you with that in order to destroy you.

Wiggly wants to find holes to fill with exaggerated, artificial echoes of a want.

The new game at Toy Zone – Bop Ted

Does anyone else forget for a bit how amazing Jaime’s voice is and then finds themselves entranced when Join Us and Die happens? I’m sure there is some lore in this song but I’m far too distracted.

If we refer back to our Violence over Time chart from part two of the rewatch you will see we have now fully arrived at the point where the Hive has stopped trying to just entice everyone with fluffy feelings before murdering them, and are now just resorting to “we’re gonna kill you and it’ll hurt a lot.”

I know there is plenty of discussion regarding whether Hidgens is good or bad, infected or not infected etc – but none of that matters. What matters is he makes the same crappy puns I make in inappropriate situations and I think that’s beautiful.

“The Charlotte you knew and loved was gone the minute a note came out her mouth.” – Snape’s back with the foreshadowing again.

Hidgens then proceeds to subject our heroes to a very intricate test to find out who is human, and who is the musical Doppleganger (one of the AJ Holmes fans there). I’ve seen Moana once, and I became obsessed with the bioluminescent crab so I don’t remember any of the other songs apart from Shiny. This is a problem because the only other song I know from Moana has now become Paul’s version of whatever it is he is singing. I refuse to believe there is any other version of that song.

“Their tactic is to hide amongst us, and as their numbers grow, they become more bold.” – yes Hidgens – we’ve all seen the chart.

Acting Masterclass with Corey Dorris

Bill gets a phone call from Alice, she’s stuck at Hatchetfield High and her girlfriend and the other kids have become singing and dancing zombies. Is this a prequel to High School Musical?

Its worth noting that Alice has locked herself in the Choir room – Hatchetfield High’s number one place to hide when things are going badly - x

Look what happened Nightmare Time.

Corey Dorris’ face pulls on every heart string I possess. Not Your Seed is a fantastic song, with some superb singing by Mariah, but the heart of this song is Corey. Bill is a broken man from the moment he echoes Alice’s words that Grace Chastity is a Nerdy Prude. And the voice crack!

Small warning here for a very brief discussion about suicide. If you want to skip past scroll to the next gif.

The song is an attempt to bring Bill to the Hive, but I think the plan from the start was to push him to shoot himself. Bill wants his daughter back, he wants her to be a part of his life, but unlike with Charlotte, where Hive!Sam attempts to convince her he’s not really dead and wants her, Hive!Alice uses Bill’s want to break him further and further, swinging between Alice’s love and disdain for her father. This isn’t an attempt to lay a trap and kill him when he falls in it, it’s a blatant push towards him killing himself. The Hive only picked up the gun because Paul was there to stop him.

I also find the mirror of this moment to later in Watcher World very fascinating. We obviously know Pokey and Blinky are brothers, and I wonder if the set up leading Alice to point a gun at Bill in Watcher World is Blinky’s twisted humour, echoing what he knows happened in another timeline. A horrible joke that would be lost on Bill and Alice in that timeline, but very recognisable to all of us Watchers.

Once again the Hive could have easily killed Paul, but they don’t. They make a big song and dance (get it?) out of how the guns not good enough to kill him with and then they start singing at him just in time for the army to turn up. The Hive had no intention of killing Paul yet, though obviously they can’t let him know that. Paul has been chosen as their Hero. He’s got work to do.

Hatchetfield High Homework

Just the one this week, I’m currently doing an Ask series where I attempt to make ridiculous sounding Hatchetfield Theories make sense. You can find them by searching Ridiculous Hatchetfield Theories. Go and have a look and follow the wonderful people sending them in.

When the rewatch returns, we get our first peep into the world of PEIP.

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