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apompkwrites · 2 years

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hhhhhhhh I wanna make some designs for the black sheep so badly but I would need to expose myself and rip myself of my anonymity (which is fine I don't care much) also I have school and ap classes suck so I'll probably do them over the weekend if I don't forget and don't have too much hw

anyways meanwhile I wanted to share some things I would like to add to my designs as sort of pre-design notes feel free to ignore this I just wanted to share this

Rosehearts

Short white hair with red highlights: I know that Riddle has red hair however the queen of hearts (also known as the red queen) had a sister in the original piece of fiction, her name was the white queen who has a daughter named Lily who is a pawn piece and she befriends Alice. The red highlights would be for family resemblance meanwhile the white hair could serve as a connection between them and the white queen.

Some clarification, both the red queen and the queen of hearts were originally two different characters but many different adaptations of the original work of fiction merged them together, some adaptations also merged the Queen of hearts with the character "The Duchess" though this isn't very often and often times the duchess doesn't exist or isn't mentioned in different adaptations. also interestingly there is a character named the March Hare who works for the white queen as her chef (as opposed to the White hare who led Alice down to wonderland and works for the Queen of Hearts)

White Hedgehog named Lily: self-explanatory

short but slightly taller than riddle: I don't know why I just think it would look nice (Riddle only being taller than his little sibling using his heels is extremely funny to me) also I imagine that they had the same dietary restrictions as Riddle did making them smaller and thinner than the average person it makes sense to me.

Brown eyes: again with the white queen connection; the white queen in through the looking glass had dark brown eyes

Dead-looking eyes: They have no light or seemingly any emotion reflected in them

Left-handed

I imagine that instead of looking like their mother Little Rose took after their father instead.

Kingscholar

Long brown hair: longer than Leona's maybe like lower/mid-back, kind of scruffy/messy like they haven't really brushed it in a while or like they were doing something that messed up their hair

Brown eyes: some resemblance to Cheka I'm not sure if Cheka got his appearance from his mom or Falena but I'm assuming Falena for this

shorter than Leona taller than Ruggie: they're still growing

Smells better than Leona does probably

this is more of a personal headcanon but I imagine that Kingscholar would like to read like it doesn't seem in character but I find the gap between the charade that they have and their real self just being really low-key and just enjoys reading in their spare time (not that they would let anyone know) and they're actually more smart then the elders give credit for (also they get really salty if anyone interrupts them while reading) (also they get good grades on almost every test even though they don't study much

Similarly dead eyes: slightly less, they've been through some shit though they try to show some emotions in it after all they can't let anyone know how weak they actually are

I also want Rosehearts and Kingscholar to share eye colors cause I am in love with the idea that Kingscholar dislikes Rosehearts when they first meet because they remind them of themself and I thought that making them have the same eye colors would add more to that (since the eyes are the window to the souls according to some )

Left-handed

Ashengrotto

Long eyelashes:

Pale blue medium-length wavy hair: hair like Azul's but longer

Green eyes: it would make with some Morgana connections though not 100% just a nod to it since they don't act like each other at all

more pretty than handsome: I want them all to look pretty gender neutral with all of them not really having gender-specific qualities however with Azul having a more handsome and mature face it would make a nice contrast with his little sibling having a more pretty baby face

Deadly scowl: no thoughts on this just thought it would contrast nicely with their baby face

Same height as Azul:

Quick to blush

ambidextrous

Al-Asim

Long White hair tied together in a braid: thought it would look nice

Red eyes: like Kalim does

Like Ashengrotto, more pretty than handsome: no reason just thought it would look nice

Probably has henna tattoos (done by Jamil)

like an inch shorter than Kalim

Accidentally walked in on Kingscholar reading a romance book, still thinks about it often

Smells really good like wow.

Long eyelashes

cannot glare been if their life counted on it, just isn't in the genes

Just a personal headcanon but they like to play video games in their free time and share game recommendations with Shroud

has worked retail (don't know why they just have)

Right-handed

Schoenheit

Layered shoulder-length blonde hair with purple tips: Vil family resemblance

Another more pretty than handsome

plump lips: very kissable (according to Kingscholar)

blushes easily

Purple eyes: like their older brother

Shorter than their brother, same height as Kingscholar+lowrise heels

smells amazing

long eyelashes gang

spends time reading with Kingscholar sometimes

Right-handed

all that I can think of right now

Shroud

Sunlight? what's that?

goes outside more than their brother does though does not have a friendly look to them like Ortho has

short flame hair: family resemblance and they actually somewhat care about their appearance

Yellow eyes: again it seems to be a family trait

Shares game recommendations with Al-Asim and book/manga recommendations with Kingscholar

shorter than Idia but taller then Kingscholar

more strong than one would expect

Sharp teeth

ambidextrous

Draconia

Short black hair: Like their brother, they have black hair though they cut it regularly and don't like it when it gets too long

Green eyes: family resemblance

a talented mage though not as strong as their brother: they are still young and they are kind of behind their brother's level from when he was their age

socially awkward but gets along easily with people

people are more likely to approach them since they have a less dangerous aura around them

inches shorter than their brother (around 6ft)

sometimes gives Rosehearts rides on their shoulders

absolute deadly glare, if looks could kill whoever they glared at wouldn't even be just dead

ambidextrous

these are just somethings I wanted to take note of before I start actually designing them

YE SYES YES YES HHHH DESIGNS FOR BLACK SHEEP >>>

i would love to see your interpretations for them :OO and your notes already sound so good!!!

giving rosehearts!(name) a lil hedgehog friend melts my heart. like imagine them going back to their room and just watching little lily because they feel so happy just watching lily lives its life. and i feel like (once they have a sibling bond), riddle would definitely go "i'm still wearing heels around you".

i love the idea of kingscholar!(name) doing their hair then just giving up halfway through. they just throw their brush and are like "whatever. hair's done" unlike falena who has to have his hair a certain way. also kingscholar!(name) reading because escapism? more likely than you would think

ashengrotto!(name) joining azul in having pretty privilege. just a lil baby <33 also just them having a deadly scowl on their face but when they're around people they trust they're just the sweetest lil octo you've ever met!!

al-asim!(name) having a braid would allow them to have sibling bonding!!! like braid train time :OO hhh but like imagine they have all these accessories and stuff they "shouldn't have" but they do it for attention from their parents :((

schoenheit!(name) is the only one i've actually fully drawn and i agree with the fact they should have blond hair and purple tips :OO just the schoenheit signature look. vv kissable lips (according to kingscholar!(name)). they def put a lot into their appearance because of their celebrity family but they're naturally pretty like vil

shroud!(name) does not go outside if they can help it. just shroud sibling things :) i love the idea of shroud!(name)'s hair flaring up on occasion idk i think its cute. and sharp teef!! just like their brothers <33

draconia!(name) at one point definitely grew their hair out to try and match malleus'. only to realize that they don't want to take care of it,,, but!!! imagine their horns <333 just lil baby horns for a good while until they start growing out!!! and they put flowers on them sometimes when they're bored <3333

#a pompk answers #black sheep

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sprintingfox · 2 months

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How would they react to Freya, if all three of them were together in one world?

Bonus: How would they react to the Mikaelson sister who is strictly Mikael's? (I know Valda and her both ended up with Lucien but like... shhhh. )

I forget how I made them react in their individual stories + this asks about altogether so ignore whatever was written in the fanfics and lemme rethink this.

So considering the dynamic I mentioned in the previous anon reply where I talked about how the OCs would be with each other in the same world, I think that it would be somewhat as follows:

EISA: At this point Eisa has raised seven children instead of only five (Elijah, Klaus, Hilda, Kol, Rebekah, Vivalda, Henrik) so Ms Girl is even more stressed and would probably have been a bit resentful at the fact that Freya wasn't there. Like she would probably feel guilty for thinking it, but would consider that most of those kids wouldn't have been born if Freya lived. She would slightly hold a grudge for having had to shoulder that burden. However once she gets past that (prob needing to rant to Finn for a bit and have him remind her of the pleasant memories with Freya), I think she'd be SO GLAD to have a big sister that she can look up to, especially one who is also part of the LGBTQ+ community! She'd probably finally get a chance to relax and let Freya be the big sis for a bit.

HILDA: She'd probably just find it so cool that Freya can still do magic, maybe even be a lil jealous about it! But I think she would sympathize the most with Freya's struggles. I can totally see her being the most gentle in wanting to understand her, given her experiences with her mental health. Freya would also be so caring when it comes to hearing how Hilda and Kol have struggled with losing their magic— I bet Freya would help her regain her magic! Eisa learned to love vampirism more but Hilda never fully did so she and Freya would be spell-casting besties.

VIVALDA: Definitely imagine Vivalda resisting the most to Freya. She'd be like Klaus asking like why tf do we suddenly have a sister? Why is she alive now? Why is our mother a lying b-word? I can totally see them being the only ones to sneer at each other about it while everyone else is like omg Freya you're so nice yay. It would take a lot for Freya to win her over. Vivalda already likes to be independent so Freya can't be all nice and wanting to get to know her to make Vivalda lower her walls. She'd have a lot of fun with frat-party-Freya from Season 3, I think if she saw that wild side she'd be like ok my sister is kinda cool. Plus seeing Freya stand up to Dahlia would earn her a lot of respect from Vivalda. So after that maybe she'd try to be nice to her (lowk she would just not want Freya to try to replace Eisa the way Elijah tried to replace Finn). As long as Freya doesn't try to baby her against her will, it'll be fine.

BONUS

Oooooh this is a good question. Jeez. Ok well for the Lucien part, I feel like Amaris would probably not end up with Lucien cause like again Eisa would be with Aya, Hilda would stay with Tristan, and Vivalda would be the one that got to know Lucien. So Amaris would probably be with someone else... maybe Marcel? cause I doubt Marbekah would happen if Eisa, Hilda, and Vivalda all lived in this age. And plus Amaris wouldn't actually have known Marcel when he was growing up. That or maybe she would've been with just anybody else that has a similar personality to her and Lucien.

EISA: She'd probably be like aw wtf not another little sibling!! But she'd be glad it was a sister. She'd be pretty understanding about it cause she knows it's not Amaris's fault and like Elijah try to give her the benefit of the doubt. It would definitely be weird to her considering Mikael hates her so much and she'd go on to see him LOVE Amaris but she'd get over it. I think she'd see that this girl really regrets leaving her mom behind and never seeing her again and she'd just want her sis to get a chance at life. She'd probably encourage her to become a hybrid as soon as possible so she can live with them forever, might even offer her a spot in the Strix because why not yk.

HILDA: Kinda along the same lines as Hilda. Amaris is older than Hilda so she'd probably be like oh nice another big sister and would find it SO FASCINATING that her sister is a wolf while she used to be a witch. Like interesting little pair. Would also be like dang Mikael didn't really like me but he likes her but she'd get over it pretty easily. I can see her and Kol being the closest with Amaris and protecting her from Klaus. Like Eisa would do that too but Hilda would RIDE OR DIE for Amaris once they get to know each other and she'd want to take her all over the world so she can learn about wolf cultures in other places kinda like she and Kol traveled to learn about witches everywhere.

VIVALDA: Same as she would react with Freya. Like why another sister? Why did Mikael cheat? Why does he love her and not us? But probably less hostile than with Freya honestly and that's solely because Mikael never knew about Amaris so it's not like he missed her. She'd be bitter that he cheated and simultaneously treated Esther badly (despite the fact Vivalda dislikes Esther the most out of these three) but she'd eventually know that it isn't Amaris's fault and at least Mikael didn't constantly think of Amaris while he was taking care of the rest of them. Vivalda would try to make her strong and could potentially be a little abrasive about it out of fear that Amaris would die more easily than the others— similar to how Mikael was really hard on them sort of out of concern that he'd lose another child if they were weak. Again once she sees the wilder side of Amaris she'll be like oh my sis is hella cool but she'd probably taunt Mikael about it and I can totally see her and Amaris butting heads until Vivalda mellows out about it. That being said she would NEVER let Klaus manhandle Amaris the way he did.

Thank you so very much for these questions, I absolutely love responding to them, it makes my night!!

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songofsunset · 1 year

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The other day at work, a child who had been sick all morning had a seizure.

It was not fun!!! It was terrifying!!!!! She spent the weekend in the hospital and came back yesterday and seems to be doing fine now, and is full of personality and actually talking MORE now than before, which is extremely reassuring.

I think the part of my brain desperately trying to make this into Trauma has been largely appeased??? But it sure is always fun to feel that happen in real time, and also I'm saying this post out loud to help with that some now the worst is past

Everyone did everything right, and the ambulance came for her, and I got the class fed while my coworker held her and sang her songs with her name added into them. She is just a baby and it was so hard to see her Not There and shaking and crying so I'm extremely grateful not to have that imprinted on my brain more than it is.

I was the one to find her. She had been so out of sorts we laid her down to rest before lunch, and after she slept for half an hour she woke up and started thinking about getting up to play while I was prepping lunches. And my coworker laid her down and put her blanket on, and just a minute later when I came back with the lunch boxes, I saw her shaking under her blanket and we knew something wasn't right. When I rolled her back towards me there was foam on her mouth. Probably we should have called 911 right from the room, but I had never seen a seizure before, so we lost a minute while our boss came up to come see her, but we noticed it as quickly as we possibly could have and took action immediately and I'm extremely grateful for this.

My coworker took her up front and I was like 'the other children have got to be fed' and my other coworkers came to fill in while I made sure the other children were taken care of because there was nothing else I could do. We didn't even write down the lunches, I just wrote 'lunch from home' and figured if any parent called me out on it (they wouldn't they are generally lovely) i would laugh in their faces and my bosses would back me up

The ambulance came after 20 minutes and they gave her something to help, although apparently her seizure didn't stop for a full 4 hours after that. We didn't find that out til the next day, being texted updates third hand. I felt so stupid googling like 'is a 4 hour seizure bad?' because like, YES, OBVIOUSLY and i had to stop googling because either things would be okay or they wouldn't and me stressing wouldn't change it. But she actively had medical care as soon as the ambulance came, so I wonder if that is why she came through it pretty okay.

I was also grateful for all the informational tumblr posts over the years so that I knew it was important to keep track of when it started, so me and my coworker had that information right away

We got the children down for nap and finally my coworker came back, and I gave her a hug. The child's mother had arrived as the ambulance did, and apparently was extremely grateful we were so calm, because it set the tone for her to handle it calmly. I think if she hadn't arrived, my coworker would have gone to the hospital with the child, so I'm grateful mom came when she did.

We had to juggle our breaks, the timing had been all messed up, but my coworker went and then I went. Our other coworkers kept talking about it, how we'd seen she was sick all day and talking through the story, which was more helpful than it wasn't.

When I came home for lunch i asked my sister (working from home) if she had a minute and at first she was like I'm busy what do you need and then she saw my face and was like OH NO?? and so i got a hug

And then we tried not to stress and gradually got updates.

We had known the child was sick- she'd had a fever since dropoff, but we weren't able to send her home, and then when it spiked again later in the day my boss brushed us off since apparently she hadn't heard about the first time, and also her thermometer read less high than ours. This has been an Ongoing Problem and I'm pissed it came to this with the child not getting the help she needed sooner in time to prevent this.

Apparently she had pneumonia, somehow, despite no coughing.

In theory I'm making my bosses have a meeting with me soon to work out a better approach, but I think I'm gonna hafta fight to make it happen, now the worst is through.

When I got in on Monday and the child was there i was so surprised, but she was so busy playing she didn't even want to give me a hug lmao

Okay I think that's everything I want to have written down. She's so small and just a baby and it was so hard to see her like that. I could never work in the medical field and see people and babies going through stuff that bad all the time. But now the next crisis (god forbid) i will be better able to handle it.

Okay yes I'm done

#lori chat #writing this down so i have a record of it somewhere as my coping mechanisms purge the experience from my brain #probably for the best tbh it was A Lot #cw medical stuff??? its in the intro but i talk about the Whole Experience so like

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ranger-rai · 10 months

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Root

My family is pretty distant.

My sister has been climbing the economic ladder since she went off to Unova to study for business, we saw much less of her after her first year of school.

We recently reconnected, out of business obligation....

I have been seeing her a bit more lately but it's really awkward and hard to be professional but I do what I must.

My mom has been a bit distant lately too. She was always kind and caring, usually keeping my dad's feet on the ground whenever he had big ideas and was ready to decorate the whole house for Christmas or open a restaurant where people who didn't have a lot of money could trade things for meals.

She's been a lot more quiet lately, and last time I visited her she was looking into more of her Johto roots and I even heard her playing one of her old instruments.

My dad was a dreamer, bigger than life and cared about people and pokemon so much. He opened his small corner store, Mercado if you will, to help trainers and travelers who came to Sinnoh. Everyone in the area knew who he was, and he could remember every fact about a person he met only once.

He was also a lover of lore and history, probably why he settled in Sinnoh. I miss him a lot.

My little Brother "Tei" was just as energetic as my dad, and he LOVED pokemon. He was really excited to go on his pokemon journey one day...unfortunately he never got to do that.

I dont do what I do as a Ranger because I'm trying to remember them or be closer to them, but I sometimes feel like they are with me when I'm just enjoying what I do.

I can say that while I love and miss my family, I'm a lot closer to the people I call a family lately.

My whole team, every pokemon that I've adopted or that has adopted me is a very important part of my family.

My Ranger Team and I are super close. Eddie is like the Big Bro I never had. Minnie is like a little sister, though she thinks she's more responsible than me, and we have known each other since we were kids.

And Jo is a great boss who I respect, and although she's never said it, I think she cares about us too.

The Girls of Team Wild Dragoon are pretty awesome too.

Jo decided to help out an up and coming team of Poke-Tri-Games athletes and they work in our Cafe to help support their team and we see a lot of each other.

Konani is very nice and knows so much about herbs, plants and foraging, and she's surprisingly very funny. If you ever go into the cafe and see a funny chalk writing, it's probably hers.

Vea is very passoniate and can be a lot to handle but she has the back of anyone she deems worthy, so despite her abrasive and in your face attitude, she's pretty cool. I often see her and Minnie getting in little competitions, so it's good that Minnie has a friend.

And Tia...she's, pretty cool. It's a little hard to describe her but "determined" is a good start. A lot of people seem to write her off as "uptight, srandoff-ish, and ice cold" but she's actually very caring and nice, she just doesn't talk alot.

We were getting a lot of people asking if she was in a bad mood when they first started but we assured them that she was fine. She doesn't have a glare that could freeze a Glaceon soild, but I think she's just trying to figure people out.

I really admire how hard she works at it, and when she's in the sky training for their next competition, it's really something to see.

But uh...yeah I think I really care for my found family a lot!

#ranger rai #pokemon ranger #the ranger base #pokemon #ask me anything #sinnoh #pokemon fossils #this is a fun ask

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dearwysteria · 1 year

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Hi hi! Sorry for not messaging, had a really rough week…..

But anyways, how are you?? Your birthday’s the 13th right? I’m not the best at remembering stuff like birthdays, I even forget mine sometimes haha😅 still, happy birthday month!!🥳🎉🎂💜

This might sound pretty sappy, guess I’m like that sometimes, and the Christmas spirit probably amplifies that, sorry, but I just wanted to say that I really care about you a lot, you’re funny and smart and you put up with my goofy ass, thanks for that by the way, I don’t keep track on how long we’ve known each other, but I think it’s around two moths?? Regardless, I’m very grateful that you’re my friend, even if you’re on the other side of the world! Sorry if this sounds weird, but I really see you as my big sister you know, might be because I got attached pretty fast, and if you’re comfortable with it, I might start calling you “sis, big sis” or variations of that, only if it’s okay tho! Also, since I feel like I can share this with you, I’m 9 days clean from SH!

Sorry if I’m over sharing, or if I’m saying sorry too much, that’s my fault yk, I hope that’s fine, um.. my pig plushie’s arriving tomorrow! Mom let me get it after I explained to her my mental state and why having at least one plushie was really important to me, so yay‼️‼️

-Max

Yay! Hiya! It's alright, I was kinda worried but I'm so happy to see you again <3

So far the month has been pretty good, though I do have finals before the Christmas break T^T Hope you're doing well! And yup you remembered my birthday! :D

I care about you too, you're really funny, and awesome to talk with. You have amazing writing skills and I love our talks together! We only met a few months ago and I'm so happy to have met you. I'm so flattered that you see me that way, and you can call me sis anytime! I think of you as a little sibling, even more than I do with my actual siblings, and I hope I can call you my little bro!

9 days! Well done, that's great! I'm so happy for you🎉❤ Keep it up, you're doing so well! I hope you enjoy that pig plushie :D

Me and kirby give you lots of love from across the sea! ❤❤

#no fandom #bdanp ❤#ilysm #thank you :D #i hope you're having a good day

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purplesurveys · 1 year

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What are three names you like that start with the same letter as your fist name? Just any variation of Rose, really. Rose, Rosie, Rosalie, Rosalia...I’m not so big on other R names.

How old will you turn on your next birthday? I’ll be 26 but I’ve got around nearly a whole year to go til then.

What are three things you like about your birth month (besides it being the month your birthday is in)? It’s the month I became ARMY, it’s Cooper’s birth month, and the Holy Week lets us have 5-6 days off work.

...and what are three things you dislike about it? IT’S HOT and I can’t think of any other reason. It just gets so unfairly hot.

List three celebrities that are the same height as you. Google tells me Lady Gaga, Ariana Grande, and Reese Witherspoon. The first two I’ve kind of known for a while, but I didn’t know Reese is so tiny?????????

Are you happy with your height, or do you wish you were shorter or taller? Why? I’m fine with being 5′1″. It’s pretty average (for girls) where I’m from, and in fact tall people are such a rarity that people would end up staring at you and pointing out how tall you are every chance they get as if you don’t already know – and I don’t want tallness to be a personality trait of mine hahahaha.

List three celebrities who have the same natural hair color as you. Idk man all the Filams, they’ve all got black hair. Vanessa Hudgens, Darren Criss, Bruno Mars.

Is your hair color natural right now, or is it dyed? It’s dyed but it looks gross now. I’ll dye it back to purple a few days before my trip so my vacation photos can turn out cute.

Which family member did you inherit your hair color from? Doesn’t really work that way with Filipino DNA. You get one choice – black, lol.

List three things in nature that are the same color as your eyes. 👀 Soil, tree trunks, mud.

Are you happy with your current weight, or do you wish you weighed more or less? I’m okay with it, I find it pretty proportionate to my height though I am prone to falling underweight every now and then.

If applicable, how many pounds do you want to lose? I’ve never wanted or striven to lose weight.

How many years has it been since you were last a student enrolled in school? 🏫 It’ll be three years this year.

What was your favorite class in high school? History :)

Section 2 - Family

(A/N: What was Section 1...?)

Do you have kids, and if so, what are their names? No kids.

Are you closer to your mom or your dad? Dad. He’s away more, but he’s also the easier to talk and relate to.

How many sisters do you have? One.

How many brothers do you have? Also one.

If you had a twin sister, what would she be named? No idea but that’s a good question; I’d love to get my parents’ thoughts on that. How many dogs have you had in your lifetime? 🐶 We’ve had three, including the two we currently have. :)

How many cats have you had in your lifetime? 🐈 One, Arlee.

Do you prefer dogs or cats? Dogs.

How many dogs have you had that probably would have been diagnosed with ADHD had they been human? What a random question, lol. Idk probably Cooper, but only in certain scenarios. He’s considerably chilled out over the last year.

What is your favorite dog breed? Aspin, if they count.

Who in your family is or was the same height as you? Not sure. Everyone is ever so slightly taller than me LOL

Where was your dad born? The Philippines, I’m not specifying where.

Where was your mom born? ^ Same.

Where were you born? Manila.

Using a flag emoji, which country were you born in? 🇵🇭

...and which country do you currently live in? 🇵🇭

Using flag emojis, what is your nationality? 🇵🇭

Using a flag emoji, what is the origin of your last name? 🇪🇸🇵🇹

Have you ever met anyone unrelated to you that had the same last name as you? Yes. It’s not a super popular surname, but it does come around every once in a while. It’s not entirely obscure.

How many sister-in-laws do you have? Well in an arbitrary sense, one. She’s technically going to be a cousin-in-law as she’s my cousin’s fiancée, but that cousin is much like an older brother so I usually consider and mention her as a future sister-in-law.

How many brother-in-laws do you have? None.

How many nieces do you have? None.

How many nephews do you have? Also none. My generation of siblings and cousins is taking it super slow haha.

How many of your grandparents are still living? Three of them. I lost my maternal grandpa in 2015.

As far as you know, what types of cancer are in your family? No clue. My family doesn’t like talking about the disease and just refers to it as ‘c-word,’ and never goes into specifics, so I don’t actually know if it runs in the family and if it does, what type/s.

Section 3 - Talents

What are three things you are good at? Writing, researching, reading people.

Can you touch your nose to your tongue? 👅👃 Nope. I’ve tried too many times to try it again just now, but I know I can’t.

Can you wiggle your ears? 👂 No and I’ve only ever known one person who can – my uncle.

Can you lick your elbow? I can’t.

Can you do the splits? Nah. I tried to be able to do it as a kid, but the skill isn’t for me.

Can you bend over and touch your toes? I also can’t, unless they’re far enough apart.

Are you double-jointed? I’m not.

Can you bend your tongue into a clover? ☘️ 👅 No. I can do the U-shape but that’s it, no other shapes.

What are three of your favorite creative hobbies? Can past hobbies count? I used to do embroidery and coloring :) These days I’ve been making bracelets – I plan to give them out as freebies during the Yoongi concert and it’s been more fun than I expected! I’ve currently made 45 bracelets but I’ve got a ways to go since I actually plan on giving out 100. Maybe even more if I happen to have some time (and beads) left. But with only around a little over two weeks left before the show, we’ll have to wait and see. Are you good at taking pictures? 📸 My camera is good at taking photos, but I’m not. I never did get the hang of angles and photo editing and such.

What are three things you've been complimented on? Writing, work ethic, speaking skills.

What are three of your favorite things to do? WRITING, watching documentaries and vlogs, going to coffee shops.

What is your dream job? Doing PR for a company/brand I admire.

...and are you currently working in your dream job? Not exactly, no. It’s the same job, just not *where* I particularly want to be.

Section 4 - Religion and Spirituality

Do you consider yourself spiritual? No.

Do you consider yourself religious? Not at all.

What do you think of when you hear the word "religious"? Rules.

What do you think of when you hear the word "spirituality"? Those people who are into yoga and crystals.

Do you have a positive or negative view of the word "religion"? Mostly negative. Then again my experience has been largely around Christianity which is the main contributor to the way I view religion. I can’t really speak for how I view other religions; the topic in general is just so broad.

Do you have a positive or negative view of the word "spiritual"? Neutral with a dash of, “I really don’t buy it.” Who is the most spiritual person you know? Some celebrity I got to work with for one of my previous accounts. I once had dinner with her and she went on and on about her crystals and meditation and getting in touch with her soul, and I just had to politely nod my head and go “Ooh” and “Ahh” for like 3 hours. Don’t get me wrong lol it was a genuinely good conversation but not nearly enough to convince me still.

When was the last time you stepped foot inside of a church? ⛪️ Two Sundays ago. We attend church weekly, but I say two Sundays ago because I happened to be at a work event last weekend.

Do you regularly attend church? Why or why not? ⛪️ Yes. My mom is religious and takes the whole family to church. On my part though I ditched religion and stopped listening to the service since I was 10.

Have you ever been to a mosque? 🕌 I haven’t, but when I went to Malaysia which I believe is largely Muslim, I learned about the concept of prayer rooms and found it very fascinating. That was my biggest takeaway when we went to Legoland hahahaha it wasn’t even any of the rides or the LEGO exhibits :((

Have you ever been to a synagogue? 🕍 Nope. Judaism is relatively weak in this part of the world, so haven’t had a lot of exposure besides its ties to Christianity.

What is the symbol for the religion or spirituality that you practice, if applicable? I don’t practice Christianity but considering it’s my religion at the very least in the legal sense – cross.

What is your favorite religious holiday? I don’t have any.

If applicable, does your faith mean a lot to you? Not applicable.

Do you ever feel embarrassed or hesitant to tell others what you believe, for fear of being judged? No, I’ve never found it difficult to say I’m atheist.

Do you have the same worldview as your parents? Probably not.

If applicable, what is your favorite version of the Bible to read? 📖 Idk I never paid attention to the different versions.

Have you ever read the entire Bible? I tried when I was much younger but I got bored a few books into the Old Testament. My memory of the four Gospels is pretty sharp, though, considering we read them daily throughout elementary and high school.

...and if so, how many times have you done it? I’ve never read the Bible in its entirety but as for the Gospels I went over those every single day for like 10 years.

If applicable, what are three of your favorite Christian songs? I don’t have any particular favorites but I remember liking those where you can do a second voice just because they’re fun to do and makes you feel like you’re good at singing hahaha.

Have you ever attended a Christian school? 🏫 I went to Catholic school for 14 years, yes.

How often do you pray? 🙏 Never.

Do you own a set of prayer beads? 📿 You mean like a rosary? No.

Have you ever danced in church? 💃 I have not.

Have you ever been baptized, and if so, where and how were you baptized? 🌊 Yup, I received a Catholic baptism when I was a little over a month old.

For a church, what is your favorite denomination? I don’t have a favorite denomination. Do people have favorites for this sort of thing?

Have you ever been filled with the Holy Spirit? Uh...

Do you believe that speaking in tongues is a real thing? No. I never did know what that means.

Do you have any art on your walls that has a Scripture on it, and if so, which one? No, but we have a portrait of the Last Supper in the kitchen and a crucifix in each room.

Section 5 - Politics

How many presidential elections have you voted in? 🗳️ Twice! First in 2016, then in 2022.

Do you support the First Amendment? (The First Amendment gives us the freedom of religion and freedom of speech). The what?

What is your country's flag? The Philippine flag. White side triangle, three yellow stars and a sun, blue over red.

Would you ever consider going into politics? Kind of. I very briefly considered becoming a lawyer before I realized how much I hate debating and how I’m not likely to survive recitals and regular humiliation from law professors.

Do you engage in political discussions on social media? If I absolutely give a shit about whatever issue is at hand, yes. I’ve gotten into discussions with cousins with whom I didn’t necessarily agree.

Are you happy with the current state of your nation? The current president is the son of That Dictator, I could never be happy about it. But apart from him, the country has long been rampant with corruption anyway so there was never anything to be happy about in the first place.

I have a friend who thinks the government is going to kill us all. Do you believe the government is going to kill us all? I believe they are very well capable of doing so. They have done it in the past, what’s going to stop them from doing it again?

Section 6 - Health

How many different medications do you normally take daily? 💊 I don’t take any.

What is the worst side effect or withdrawal effect that you've ever experienced from a medication? Feeling like death after each of my Covid vaccine doses and boosters. I felt like my skin was glass so I couldn’t move for like 12 hours.

Which medication(s) do you hate the most, and why? I never really hated any that I’ve had to take.

Which medication(s) do you feel have helped you the most, and why? I remember when I had my UTI in 2020 and the first doctor I went to (also a family friend) prescribed me medicine that did not do JACK SHIT, and I continued feeling like a corpse in the 2-3 days I was taking the medication. Angela’s mom who’s a pediatrician was worried sick about me and went ahead and gave me a different prescription, which worked in LITERALLY like half an hour. That was the closest to magic I’ve ever felt lmao; I continue to feel so grateful to her for the help.

What health conditions (that you know of) do you have? Scoliosis.

What are you allergic to? Grass, if anything. My skin feels irritated by it in the most random scenarios.

How many different primary care doctors have you had in your lifetime? None. I always go to different ones.

Have you ever received a dismissal letter from a doctor's office? Nope.

Is your current doctor a male or female? I don’t have a main one.

Do you prefer male or female doctors? Why? I don’t care for the most part.

Have you ever been refused treatment at a doctor's office or hospital? 🏥 No.

What is the most significant health issue you are dealing with right now? Probably my scoliosis.

What, if any, are some health issues you've had in the past that you don't deal with anymore? None. Most of my issues have been short-term, like when I had low platelet count and had to be admitted overnight.

How is your mental health? How has it been lately? It’s stable, to be generous about it. I’m just relieved to be no longer experiencing breakdowns and panic attacks which used to be an everyday thing.

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fullmoonfireball · 2 years

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Do you have any family headcanons for Club Penguin. I’ve given Gary a niece named Garivere (Gary+Gwenivere) and, to me, something about Dot just SCREAMS “grew up with two dads”

yeah I've got a few!

- Gary: definitely the one I've got the most down for. I have his twin brother, Garrett, who in turn has his son, and thus Gary's nephew, Garimy. they have two moms- Gartrude (better known as Snowboard Sam/Blazer S) and well. Sam. Sudoku Sam, as she's been nicknamed to distinguish the two (because she used to work for the CPT, most notably making puzzles), transitioned when the twins were kids. there's also Gartrude's sister, Garavel, also known as Auntie Freeze, and her younger brother, Garreth, who is G. Billy's father.

another family member worth mentioning (though I haven't done much with her), is Garaldine- Gary's grandma, and Gariwald XII's sister. she painted that massive portrait in the foyer of the mansion from memory, because Gariwald (and especially his puffle) refused to sit still long enough to properly act as reference. there's a few other figures in his family mapped out, like Garlotta, Garianna's sister who did textile weaving, but they're all pretty vague in my brain.

- JPG: he and his older brother Sawyer (Jet Pack Surfer) were raised by their single mother, Nora. she's a very calm and put-together woman, which helped a lot with raising two high-energy kids on her own.

- PH: don't have a lot figured out, but I know for a fact she was adopted and is likely an only child. she doesn't know much of anything about her biological family, but she doesn't really care about them. her actual family is way more important to her.

- Rory: the oldest of three children, having just won over his brother Rowan (Iris and Jazz's dad) in the egg race, who was followed by their sister, Roxanne (Franky's mom). he's the only one of his siblings without any kids, and while he's thought about it, he's perfectly fine being "just" an uncle. the three of them were raised by their mother and father, Willow and Rorwick (who went the nickname "Rory"). Willow's sister Juniper also pitched in where she could to help them with the three, especially after Willow's passing.

- Rookie: probably the one I've got the second most figured out about. yes i did intentionally space him away from Gary because of that. he has two siblings- his older(?) sister Quack and his younger sibling Soda- and two moms- Polaris and Callie Graphee. Polaris also has two siblings- her twin brother Jester and her older half-sister, Pavonis (aka Peacock), who was forced to become the two's caregiver for a while. Rookie and his siblings have never met Jester, but they're very well acquainted with their Aunnie Pavvy, and her kids. Rookie has many cousins (including the Box Dragon (Cube)), but most of them aren't direct, and some of them are just family friends, not that they care much about that distinction.

- Blizzard + Sydmull: these two are brothers! they were raised by their foster mom, Tellua (Telly for short). the two of them aren't biologically related (Syd's a rockhopper and Blizzy is a king penguin for goodness' sake), but they will not be separated. Blizzard's biological parents gave him up because they realized they couldn't handle a child, while Sydmull came from a messy situation where no one was 100% sure who the biological parents were. Syd tries to keep in contact with the Main Suspects™, including Sergei.

- Sensei: technically I don't have any concrete family headcanons for him, but I do hc that Tusk was mostly raised by Sensei's parents, and so they consider each other brothers... or at least, they used to.

anyways, I unfortunately don't have any particular family hcs about Dot, but I really like your idea that she has two dads!

#i am so sorry for taking this long with this #i probably could've talked about Jangrah here too but i've already gone over her family situation before #headcans #Gary the Gadget Guy #Jet Pack Guy #Puffle Handler #Rory #Rookie #Blizzard #Sydmull #Sensei #Club Penguin #ur typical nerd #ask

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allthewritem0ves · 1 year

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Episode Five: Dinner Disaster

In E.B.’s and Junior’s room…

Junior sat on the bed next to his sister, who was preoccupied with talking with Looka on the phone.

“You’re in Snobbery Hills?”

“Yeah. Turns out my grandparents are loaded.”

“And you didn’t know them before?”

“No. My mom never really liked talking about them. Especially ’cause my grandma’s mean to her. Blames her for my grandpa being sick.”

“Oh my Seuss! Then why are you even there?”

“Grandpa just wanted to see Mom again; he’s not doing well right now.”

“Oh. I’m so sorry.”

“Thank you, Looka. Anything else going on?”

“Well…I got to finally meet the Dookess’s daughter.”

“The Dookess has a daughter?”

“Yeah. Her name’s Sonja. She’s about my age. Seems pretty alright so far.”

E.B. stopped. Since when did the Dookess have a daughter?, she asked herself.

“You still there, E.B.?”, Looka asked.

“Oh yeah, I am”, she said, sounding vindictive.

“Whoa. Are you sure everything’s fine?”

“For now.”

“Hi, Wooka!”, Junior shouted as he got closer to the phone.

“Junior! Please!”, his sister reprimanded him.

“Sowwy.”

“Anyway, Looka, I have to go now. Talk to you later.”

“See ya-”. And she pressed the hang up button.

E.B. gets up and walks into the bedroom’s bathroom. In there, she screams.

“What’s wong, sissy?”, Junior asks her from the other side of the door.

She didn’t answer.

Ah, boy trouble

The root of a dramatic stories

Kinda overdone, wouldn’t you say?

But it amounts to something, don’t you worry

Having heard the scream, the two parents come running in.

“What happened, son?”, Michellee asked, picking him up and resting him in the crook of her elbow.

“I don’t know, Mom. Sissy was talking to Wooka and then she got sad.”

Michellee looks at Guy with worry and he shared the sentiment. “Did you catch whatever they were saying?”

“No.”

Guy walked over to the bathroom door and knocked. “E.B.? What’s wrong, kid?”

“Go away!”, she yelled.

“What did Looka say?”

“Nothing! Please go away!”

Guy looks to Michellee and shrugs. “Maybe she’ll talk woman to woman.”

“I’ll try. Take Junior.” She hands him over to Guy. Then she walks up to the door. “Elanabeth, come on. You’ll probably feel better after talking it out. Please sweetie?”

Silence hung in the air. Not even Junior giggled or gasped to break up the tension.

Then the door opened. Underneath her eyes, E.B.’s fur was clumped together from all her tears.

“Boys can be stupid sometimes” was her ultimatum.

“Come here, sweetie”, Michellee said, holding her arms out. E.B. rushed forward to hug her mother. “Now tell us what happened.”

“Looka said he met a girl.”

“He did? Did he say her name?”

“Sonja. Apparently, she’s the Dookess’s daughter.”

“When did the Dookess have a daughter?”, Guy asked. “Figured that would’ve been something we’d be made privy to.”

“Yeah”, E.B. replied. “Just spring it on me like that, why don’t you?! Now he’s probably found a new girlfriend!” Then she sobs some more.

“Oh, come on, E.B. You know Looka loves you. He’s known you longer than her. He wouldn’t just throw all that stuff out the window for someone he barely knows, would he?”

“I almost did.”

“Yeah, but…he’s not…well, you. Anyway, no, he wouldn’t. You two have something special going on. Something too good to ruin. Take my word for it. I mean, I wouldn’t trade Guy for anyone. Even if I had to pick between him and a million bruckles, Guy would be my first pick in a heartbeat.” E.B. looks up at her. “Looka wouldn’t trade you for anything. Believe me.”

And the four of them hug it out.

Being a good mother

Is what Michellee is good at

A far cry from that woman who raised her

That wretched old bat!

Speak of the devil…although the devil would be preferable

Rose had her ear pressed against the kids’ bedroom door. “I believe I could make this work to my advantage”, she says to herself.

Just then, Harvey and his necessary equipment was being wheeled to the lift with Cynthia’s help. “Rose? What are you doing?”

“Oh,…just about to tell them dinner’s almost ready”, she says.

“Hope so.” Then Cynthia rolls him to the elevator towards the end of the hall.

Once he was gone, Rose burst into the room without knocking.

“Hel-lo, everyone! Just wanted to let you know dinner will be served soon, so make yourselves presentable.”

The family looks at her. Only Junior didn’t have a furious expression.

“Didn’t hear you approaching, Mother. Were you eavesdropping?”, Michellee questioned.

“Of course I wasn’t! Don’t be so delusional. Just get ready for dinner.” And with that, she walked away.

“Seems awfully chipper all of the sudden”, Guy noted.

——

The dining room was towards the rear of the manor, next to both the kitchen and the lift. Like the foyer, it had a chandelier made from some ambiguous clear crystal-like material, only this one was smaller. Beneath it was a mahogany table with a royal purple tablecloth draped over it. On top of that were ten gold placemats, one for each seat except the one at the head of the table. That chair was removed to make room for Harvey’s wheelchair. Like the placemats, the dishes were gold. Even the silverware was gold (goldware, perhaps?) Finally, the napkins were folded neatly on top of the plates and glasses for the Fizzy Pop rested in the corner of each placemat, possibly made from the same material as the chandelier.

Michellee and E.B. changed into slightly nicer dresses. Guy slapped on his bow tie. Junior had his hair slicked back. Cynthia stepped in to replace one of the chairs with Michellee’s old high-chair for the toddler to sit in.

Simon the caretaker rolled a serving tray with all the food on it out from the kitchen. First course was the soup: broccoli-cheddar.

“Sorry, Simon. I can’t eat this”, Michellee told him before he could ladle some into her bowl.

“Is something wrong, miss?”

“It’s just I’m vegan now. I’m gonna have to sit out this course.”

“Oh, nonsense, madam. I can have the cook make an alternative in a jiffy.”

“Thanks, Si.”

Rose looked at her disdainfully before shaking her head and returning to her own bowl.

Minutes later, Simon came rolling back in with a miniature pot full of broccoli-and-plant-based-cheddar soup.

As Michellee put a spoonful in her mouth, someone walked into the dining room. Someone she hadn’t seen in years. This made her choke on the soup, almost swallowing her spoon too.

“Todd! You made it!”, Rose exclaimed.

“Evening, Rose. Harvey.” He waves to the two of them. Then he sees Michellee. “Michellee! You’re back!”

Wiping the dribbling soup off her lip, Michellee nods respectfully. “Hello, Todd.”

He looked pretty much the same as she remembered. His grey fur, slick black hair and solid chin.

Todd looks at everyone else around the table. “Excuse me. Where are my manners? I’m Todd Caldecott.” He bows slightly.

Guy stands up. “Guy-Am-I”, he introduced himself.

“E.B., Junior, say hi”, Michellee tells them.

E.B. introduces herself and Junior on his behalf.

“Well, you actually settled down and had kids. Congratulations.”

“Uh, thanks.”

Guy couldn’t help but notice Michellee’s nervous quaver in her voice.

“Well, Todd. You’re just in time for soup”, Rose says. Todd walked on the other side of the table and took the seat next to Rose. Simon filled his bowl.

As they continued eating, Guy kept glancing back and forth between Michellee and Todd. He could just barely see Rose making the most subtle smug face she could pull off.

Then came the main course: complimentary roast beast. Again, Michellee had to pass.

Once the meat was carved, Todd stood up, picked up his glass and tapped it with his spoon. Everyone else, sans Junior and Harvey, stood up with him.

“Attention, everyone. I’d like to make a toast. First, to Rose”-she perks up with pride-“then to Harvey for his birthday coming up”-Harvey nods in thanks-“and last but not least, Michellee. It’s good to see you all again after so long. It’s an honor to be in Weebie Manor again and this time getting to meet everyone else. A toast to old and new friends.”

“To old and new friends”, they repeated.

Just as everyone sat back down again, Guy stood back up. Without looking, he picked up his knife instead of his spoon and tapped his glass, chipping it. “Oops”, he mutters.

Harvey tried to gut-laugh, but couldn’t.

“I too would like to make a toast.”

“Must you?”, Rose asks with false humility.

“Yes, he must”, Michellee insists. She and E.B. stand back up.

“I wanted to thank Rose and Harvey”-while the latter nodded in acknowledgement again, the former rolled her eyes-“for the invite. Never in my days had I imagined spending a weekend at Snobbery Hills. Can just imagine what Sam would think. He’d probably have a million questions to ask. Oh! That reminds me!” Then asks Michellee, “You think we can try calling him?”

She nods.

“Anyway, uhh, it too is an honor to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Weebie.” Rose was now more concerned about doing her makeup at the moment. “And Todd, you seem like a proper fellow.” He smiled.

Rose’s makeup kit snapped shut particularly loudly.

“Okay, okay. I’m finished now. To…family!”

“To family!”, his wife and daughter repeated. Of course, Rose raised her glass, feeling more pained to do so, and downed the entire thing.

Then they began to eat, passing bread rolls to each other as Simon put slices of meat on their plates. Michellee cut Junior’s food into small, non-choking hazard sized pieces for him.

Family dinners are usually uproarious

Not even rich ones are immune to such a trend

But unless Rose was the one leading it

Then they sat there as if their tongues were rend

And then, of course, Rose had a gripe. “Had you not been talking for so long, this food wouldn’t be so cold”, she muttered, but still made sure she was obviously heard.

“I’m sorry. Do you have a problem?”, Guy asked with faux sympathy.

Michellee put her hand on his chest and shook her head.

“Nope. No problem at all”, the older woman hissed back. Then she began aggressively cutting her food.

More silence hung in the air.

“Well…it doesn’t seem that way to me.”

Rose slammed her fists down, startling everyone. “Don’t enrage me while I have a knife in my hand, boy”, she threatened through gritted teeth.

“Please listen to her, Guy. She’ll do anything to have reason to hurt you”, Michellee whispered to him. And so, Guy held his tongue.

Even more silence filled the room.

“Smuntz”, Rose muttered. Everyone gasped. Michellee quickly rushed over to Junior and covered his ears.

“Rose, please”, Todd pleaded.

“See here, woman, I don’t know why you have such a problem with me, but you’re acting very immature about it!”

“Guy, please!”, his wife pleaded.

“No one talks to me like that in my house!”, Rose retorted.

“Mother!”

“Oh, yes. But you can apparently gaslight your own daughter into thinking she’s responsible for Harvey’s illness in her own house!” Guy turns to Harvey and calmly tells him. “I’m sorry I mentioned you, sir.”

Instead of answering Guy, Harvey turns to Rose and asks “Is that true?”

“Yes!”, E.B. answers first.

Rose tripped over her own words. “I- You-…”

Todd stands up. “I’m sorry about all this. I’m just gonna go-” Suddenly he stopped when Rose held his arms in a vice grip.

“You’re not going anywhere yet, Caldecott! But you”, she points towards Guy, “I want you to leave! Just you; my daughter and grandchildren are staying!”

Two more manservants, much more muscular ones, burst into the dining room and grab Guy’s arms.

Michellee grabs Guy’s hand, keeping him in place. Then she looks angrily at her mother. “No, Mother. If Guy is going, then so am I; E.B. and Junior too. And Dad? I’m sorry, but we can’t stay here if Mother’s gonna act this way towards Guy the whole time.”

“I understand, Chellee”, the old man says.

Rose was so angry

You could melt the Arctic with her alone

Her little girl stood up to her again

Like grass that refuses to be mown

“Guy isn’t the problem, Mother. You are.”

“Ah!”, Rose gasped. “You…you…commoner!”, she also aimed toward Guy. He promptly ignored her and walked away with Michellee and the kids at his heels.

#green eggs and ham #fanfic #eb #guy am i #michellee #looka #oc #guy jr

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nausikaaa · 1 year

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Idk if you missed it but Noah Schnapp came out himself as gay and has loudly been talking about how he shares that aspect with Will in canon. Will has been written as gay since s1 pitch, it's mentioned again in s2 script (ending scene), the information is literally out there for you to find. I know it's scary to trust a show again with it's rep after decades of queer baiting, I really do, but the writers aren't gonna back pedal on Will's sexuality anymore after s4, everyone involved with the show would get so much flack for it since it's been talked about by actors over and over again. But it remains to be seen how they decide to wrap up Will's story, will he get a happy ending. But him being gay is unarguably canon text.

okay, this seems like a good place to sum up my thoughts and then i won’t be engaging with this debacle any more.

so first of all i know Noah Schnapp is gay, and i’m super happy for him coming out, but i don’t think a gay actor necessarily means the character they are playing is gay, especially since Noah was cast when he was pretty young, and may not have known yet. maybe he did, maybe not. i don’t know. but it’s kind of insulting to his acting ability to imply he can’t play a character who feels and identifies a different way to him. acting is all about embodying a different person.

if he and the Duffer Brothers are discussing Will being gay in interviews and putting it in the scripts that’s also a good sign, but i don’t take interviews to be canon. to me, that’s word of god, and doesn’t count as the text of the show. my measure for whether or not something counts as visible queer rep is basically, could someone go in this show with no knowledge of who the actors or writers are, having never seen an interview or article about or, and still see that it’s gay? maybe you would argue they could through the subtext already present, but i literally watched this with my sister and she didn’t pick up on it, so not everyone can.

also, old scripts can be changed. apparently the Duffer Brothers already want to go back through previous seasons and re-record small bits of dialogue to change mistakes they made later, like changing Will’s birthday in season 2 after they forgot to acknowledge it in season 4. if those scripts were released any time after season 4 came out, i don’t trust them to be the originals one bit.

to everyone commenting and messaging saying “what, does he need to kiss a boy? does he need to say “i’m gay?” i’m so tired of coming out stories!” i get it, i do, i’m pretty over them too. but without any kind of confirmation, straight people, even ones not outwardly homophobic, can and will ignore it. i’m not asking for a coming our scene or big sweeping make out scene. but give us something. don’t you want him to come out to his mom, or his friends, or to hold hands or kiss a boy? he’s already cried, this argument is backing itself into a corner that makes it sound like you just don’t want to see happy queer experiences, you’re fine with Will being gay and miserable.

overall would love for Will to be confirmed as gay. but as you acknowledged in your message, i’ve been burned before. queerbaiting is still fairly common, and from what i’ve seen Stranger Things doesn’t have the best track record of keeping promises. did it they say before season 4 that that would be the season to explore why Will was the one originally taken to the Upside Down? i didn’t see that. and i’ve been many more people say things they thought for sure were gonna happen due to foreshadowing or interviews weren’t fulfilled.

so i, one individual who isn’t even that involved in the fandom, have decided to hold my breath. and i made one spur of the moment comment on a post that somehow snowballed into like 5 people bugging me about this for 12 hours straight. coming onto my posts and my inbox to explain subtext to me like i’m a kid. i’mm not new to this, trust me, that’s why i’m so jaded.

i know i’ll probably be ignored but can the people who have been non stop commenting at me please not go into the comments of this post trying to reignite the debate? i’m done. this is all i want to say. if you do, quite frankly that will just show me that you don’t respect my wishes, and maybe even didn’t read this post in it’s entirety, and i will just block you without reading your comment.

but if you did read all this, thanks for your time. you don’t have to agree with me, but you can clinic away and leave me with my opinions in peace. you can even wish that i’ll be proven wrong by season 5, because i would actually love to be. i’m just not holding my breath.

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cursestothemoon · 3 years

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hellooooo<3 so, ive always loved the idea of Harry having an older protective sister(he really need one😭) could u pls do a headcanon of how she protects harry and their relationship? annnnddd how she also is dating Fred?? my heart needs it, pls and thank u❤️

i LOVE THIS

(also i switch from third person pov to second person in the middle of this so im sorry :) but its fine )

i know a common headcanon/ fancanon for harry’s sister is that she looks like lily

but hear me out

Y/n Potter who looks exactly like James

i mean to the T

and Lily would always make little teasing comments about how both her kids look like their dad and james is just :)

anyway

just picture it

dark brown, wavy hair that was just tussled enough at all times

blue eyes

and the round rimmed glasses that James used to wear

stOP SHE WEARS HER DADS GLASSES BECAUSE WHEN SHE WAS LITTLE SHE’D PULL THEM OFF OF HIM AND AFTER HE DID SHE KEPT THEM AND WHEN SHE MISSES HIM SHE WEARS THEM AND THEY ARE SLIGHTLY TOO BIG AND SIT CROOKED ON HER FACE

i made myself cry

anyway

lets talk protecting harry first then we will get into dating fred

so she’s older meaning she’d be in Hogwarts for before him

let’s say she's two years older

George and Fred’s year

and she’d hear the whispers about her

obviously

and i think she wouldn't tell harry

she would know the story of how their parents died and who harry was to the wizarding community but in an effort to protect Harry’s innocence and childhood for just a little while longer she wouldn’t tell him

at least not until he got to school then she’d be the one to tell him everything

she is fiercely protective of Harry

if someone so much as looked at him funny she was chewing their head off

Harry might’ve been like James

but Y/n Potter is James

down to the way her eyes would narrow at someone in class when they made a rude comment

or she’d try to charm her way out of trouble

or charm Harry out of trouble

oH MY GOD SHE’D BE IN MCGONAGALL’S CLASS AND ONE OF HER FRIENDS WOULD SAY SOMETHING FUNNY AND SHE’D BE TRYING SO HARD TO HOLD IN HER LAUGH AND SHE’D MAKE THE SAME FACE JAMES WOULD MAKE WHEN TRYING NOT TO LAUGH

Mcgonagall almost cried

she needed a moment

ok Y/n would take the first week or so just to show Harry around Hogwarts

she did not care if she was late

Harry was going to feel comfortable

oH SHE NEARLY BEAT OLIVER WOOD WITH A BEATER’S BAT WHEN SHE FOUND OUT HE PUT HER TEENY LITTLE BROTHER ON THE QUIDDITCH TEAM AS A SEEKER

she is also part of the team, a chaser

will get spend most of the first few games with Harry making sure he’s ok

yeah malfoy doesn’t stand a chance

never did

10/10 would use the cloak to prank him

all the time

nothing is out of limits

especially after he’s been nasty to Harry and his friends

growing up harry gets all embarrassed when she protects him because hes 15!1!1! he can handle it

she is kinda hurt

very dramatic

“mY WITTLE BROTHER DOESN’T NEED ME”

“y/n... please”

“nO ITS OK HARRY I GET IT, ILL GO”

“where are you going?”

“YOU DON’T NEED ME ANYMORE, I AM NO LONGER NEEDED HERE”

“you don't HAVE TO LEAVE, WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS”

Ron was giggling on the couch in the common room he thought this whole scene was hilarious

ron thinks she is so cool

ok i think she’d also have these little bits of lily that would shine through

unlike harry and james, who could just inhale near a book and get just above average grades

she took pride in studying and being able to sit down and absorb material

Lily always passed with flying colors because she was a good student who wanted to prove herself

it was the satisfaction of spending hours studying and being able to retain the information and apply it to earn an amazing grade that she loved

she passed this on to you

as well as her kindness to people who she believed deserved it

and quick wit

you two also had the same hands

you had everything else from James but your hands looked like your mothers

down to the way your nails grew and fingers held a quill

snape hated it

because he really couldn’t hate you

he was weird around you though

hes just weird

where he'd bully and embarrass Harry

he couldn’t do that to you because you wouldn’t give him the chance to

you knew the material

you knew the answer

and he hated how when your hand shot up it looked just like Lily’s

but you were making the stupid face James would when he’d concentrate

you did not like snape

at first you were impartial

then when you heard how rude he was to Harry...

it was also over for him

he didn’t stand a chance

you had an affinity for pranks, fiercely protective, and you had gall

your hand writing also looked like Lilys and snape had a rough time grading your essays

tough for him

also if any rumors went around about harry you were quick to make them actually about you

harry is the heir of slytherin?

actually no Y/n Potter is, there is no evidence but we just heard that it was her somewhere

you didn’t care as long as no one was being rude to Harry

leTS TALK DEATHLY HALLOWS

so you don’t go with them on the hunt for Horcrux

and you’d be going insane not knowing how they were or if they were ok

because all your life you had been able to protect to some extent

but you were completely helpless now

you could do nothing

and then at the battle of hogwarts

pLEASE

no one stood a chance

the feeling of seeing harry again

beaten, bruised, but still alive

it was overwhelming

then seeing Hagrid crying in his seemingly dead body

also overwhelming

because you had failed

you couldn't protect him

and he heard you scream first

it was loud and strangled and Harry felt so bad but he knew he had to do this

I like to think Y/n Potter is the one who killed Voldemort in the end

you cant argue with me on this sorry

now

lets talk

dating freddie

so he’d probably notice you here and there starting in first year

but he was an eleven year old boy and girls were not on his radar right now

but he thought you were funny and pretty cool

and your round glasses that were just a little too big for your adolescent face made you look cute

then you tried out for the quidditch team with him and George

you were amazing

not only did you have James natural talent for the sport but that paired with Lily’s tactical thinking and quick mind

you were unstoppable

you were brought on the team as a seeker

and you were good at it too, but it wasn’t you’re favorite position

it entailed a lot of waiting and not really moving until you caught sight of the snitch

it was your excellent flying mixed with the fact that you literally had no sense of self preservation that made you a really good seeker

you'd just

nose dive

if you hit the bottom you hit the bottom oh well

but when Harry showed up you were happy to give him your position as seeker and take on the more exciting (at least to you) job of chaser

it was your quidditch playing that really got fred’s attention

because you were good

and during team lunches or team hang outs you were always the life of the party

not because you were avidly trying to be

but like james, people jus gravitated to your goofiness and happiness

it was about the middle of fifth year fred realized he had a crush on you

and little man was panicked

you had noticed fred before that

obviously

but he was always just the funny guy on the team

but as everyone knows the potter’s have a thing for gingers

and it was when they came to pick you and Harry up from the Dursley's just before the quidditch world cup that you saw how attractive he really was

please its james and lily all over again

kinda

you become the funniest person in the room when he’s around

always smiley

lilypad?

no.

freddie bug

aH STOP PLEASE THAT’S SO CUTE

YOU’D JUST STARE AT HIM WITH A STUPID SMILE

it would get to the point you'd be just blatantly flirting

and fred bluSHES

BECAUSE HE ISN’T USED TO BEING THE ONE ON THE RECEIVING END OF SUCH CLEAR FLIRTING

usually he is the one to pick up girls

he has the charm

likes to make them blush

but yOU CAN JUST LOOK AT HIM WITH A STUPID SMILE AND HES BE ALL GIDDY

he could barely get a compliment in between your flirting

“Morning Freddie bug, looking cute as always.”

George thinks it both hilarious and disgusting

ron just thinks its disgusting

but fred is ultimately the one to make the first move to be more than just friends who flirt when the yule ball comes around

he asks you

“Potter! Potter!”

“yes?”

“You, me, Yule ball....”

and as he’s pantomiming it (ya know like in the movie) he also pantomimes a very heavy make out session then what you could assume would be kisses all over your face

it was now your turn to blush as you agreed to go with him

you guys started dating after that :)

pLEASE ONCE HARRY GOT WITH GINNY AND HE SAW A PICTURE OF YOUR PARENTS

YOUR MOM BEING A RED HEAD AND YOU AND HARRY LOOKING JUST LIKE YOUR DAD

HE WOULD NOT STOP THE JOKES

“i see why you’re with me. it’s my hair isnt it?”

“what? no its no-”

“you probably wouldn’t even look my way if i didn’t have red hair. you potters are unbelievable.”

“you are such a dummy”

“oH AM I? BUT YOU KEEP ME AROUND BECAUSE OF THE HAIR. I SHOULD’VE KNOWN IT WASN’T MY SPARKLING PERSONALITY THAT YOU LOVE.”

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@amourtentiaa

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#Harry Potter #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley x potter!reader #harry potter x sister!reader #harry potter imagine

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-daminette

-introverted mari

-the usual class, adrien, lila, Alya! Salt

-Chloe redemption. She appoloises but leaves for New York a few months later due to bullying from the class.

- To distract herself from all the negatives in her life she immersed herself in work.

-has trust issues with strangers. Supportive Friends (Luka, Chloe and Kagami) and Parents.

-designs and sells her designs under MDC

-Solves cold cases while hunting down hawk-moth as "Nettie". (and because of this, hacking becomes a secret talent of hers) and reports her findings to the chief of police. Sabrina's dad (I forgot his name). Using Ladybug as the messenger. Ladybug explains to the Chief that she found someone to help track down hawk-moth, but doesn't want to be known. And that she is only giving acting as Nettie's messanger for cases that she just so happens to "accidentally" come across while searching for hawk-moth. So he sees Nettie as a "Robin Hood" just without the stealing part.

-She hangs out with Kagami but also learns how to use a Katana from her as an excuse to give to her mother. Like: learning how to teach people and is using Marinette as her Guinea pig student. Which Marinette then starts to enjoy. Especially when she needs to vent and just cut something down. And she eventually gets really good at it.

-the bullying gets worse

-by this time she's already gathering evidence against Gabriel and Natalie. Also finds out that Chat noir is Adrien. (she isn't very surprised). And makes a promise to herself that she will take them down before the school year ends.

-She goes to the Chief as ladybug to report what Nettie found. So they plot.

-stealing the miraculous from Adrien first before finding Kagami to be her Black cat for the final battle. And Luka as Python (different costume for identity reasons). They sneak into the Manor going straight to the lair where she found Adrien's Mom via CCTV. Heals her (let's pretend that LB has healing abilities. Ya?) and explains everything that is going on while Panther and Python search the area for the miraculous just in case. LB talks ladybug into getting Gabriel to surrender and she agrees. But Gabriel and Natalie storm in already transformed to fight. Not noticing Emily at first. When he finally does he stops. While Angry at them she convinces Gabriel and Natalie to stand down and surrender the miraculous to ladybug and face proper judgment.

-Ladybug, Panther and Python escort Gabriel and Natalie to the police waiting outside and Emily to get herself checked by the medics. Adrien is still asleep and unaware in his room. He will definitely be having quite the shock in the morning. His miraculous is gone. His mom is alive. Emily knows about him being Chat noir through LB. Is now under Emily's strict supervision.

-The last few months of school are loud after the news. Court hearing scheduled a week after the last day of school. Gabriel reveals Lila's role. Lila tries to get out of it but is proven guilty with evidence provided by Nettie. Bye-bye Liela~

- the class find out about what lila did and try to find Marinette to apologise.

-Marinette forgives but doesn't accept them as friends anymore.

Alya: "so now that we're friends again. Think you could get me that interview with Ladybug about the Hawk-moth case?"

Mari: "No"

Alya: "Thank you so mu-... What?... Why? We're best friends! True bestfriend help each other out!"

Mari: "exactly. Best friends help each other out. But where were you when I was bullied by lila. Heck the whole class. How about the harassment with Adrien. When I was clearly over him. We're not best friends alya. Not even close to being a friend"

Alya: "when did you get over adrien??? I thaught you were dating Luka to make adrien jealous."

Mari: (-_-) "I'm not. I haven't had a crush in adrien for 3 years now. I got rid of everything related to him. And I set Luka up with Kagami. They've been dating for over a year now"

Alya: "what the hell"

-not wanting to have anything to do with the class anymore. She applies for her last year in Gotham Academy (let's just say that she likes their curriculum: includes fashion design, coding and programming, and a kendo club. Kagami successfully converted her into a katana welding badass)

-Mari gets permission from her parents to move in to her Nona's apartment in Gotham.

- She leaves without telling anyone from the class. Only her family, Kagami, Chloe and Luca know.

-She arrives in Gotham and encounters Scarecrow on her fist day there. Gets caught in the fear gas.

-She sees her old classmates. Hawk-moth. Mayura. Chat Noir and Chat blanc. The Akumas. Purple butterflies.

-fights while under the fear toxin. Attacks every "akuma" (goons) coming her way. Unknowingly fighting the batfam thinking that they're "akumas". Until Nightwing holds her down and Robin injects the antidote.

Mari: *muttering* fuck you hawk-moth and your disgusting purple butterflies. *faints*

Red Robin: What the fuck...

Red Hood: I call dibs on Pixi pop becoming my sister.

Batman:.......

Nightwing: *looks at Robin* please tell me you heard that too...

Robin:.......

-Mari wakes up in the ambulance. Feels fine so she just hops off and goes straight for her bags.

Nightwing: where are you going? You still need to get checked.

Mari: I'm fine. I've dealt with worse. I'm just gonna go and get my bags. I don't trust the security here.

Nightwing: hey! Wait!

Mari keeps walking to her bags. Picks up her katana and straps it to her back and grabs her luggage.

Nightwing: Hey! You still need to get checked anyways... And questioned...

Mari: *stares*..... Fine. But please Hury I want to get to my place before it gets dark.

Batman: how did you fight the fear toxin?

Mari: it's called fear toxin... No wonder I saw what I saw... *looks at batman* I'm used to having to deal with my fears. I've had to fight them head on in Paris constantly.

Red Robin: Isn't Paris a peaceful city?

Mari: *scoff* peaceful my ass. It hasn't been peaceful at all the past 3 years. I've seen enough deaths and magical shit to last me a lifetime.

Batfam:......

Mari: *sigh* sorry for my language. I'm just cranky from not having had any sleep in the past... 1,2,3,4,5... 6...oh shit... Anyways... Look I just landed I haven't had sleep the past few days. Got caught in the attack. Somehow fought them of. Lost consciousness... Not even sure why I even woke up considered my lack of sleep...and now being questioned... And... That pretty much it really.

Batfam:.....

Mari: what still not satisfied?

Robin: you mentioned having encountered enough magic and deaths to last you a lifetime.

Mari:..... I did?

Batfam:......

Red Robin: yes you did

Red Hood: *mutters* why do I suddenly feel like I'm looking at a female replacement....

Mari: Oh... Damn... I'm not even sure if the blackouts been lifted yet.

Batman: blackout?

Mari: the media blackout...it should be lifted soon. Not sure when....

*Phone notification rings*

Mari: speak of the devil... Here.

*she shows batman her phone*

He goes through the news and 2 videos of akuma attacks.

Mari: can I have my phone back and go now? It's getting dark.

Robin: how are you getting there.

Mari: a cab.

Batman gives her phone back

Mari: am I done here?

Batman nods

When mari is leaving...

Batman: Hood, Robin keep an eye on her and makes sure she gets to her destination safe. We're going back to the cave to look more into this.

When mari gets out of the cab. She feels like she's being watched and followed. Discretely looks around trying to spot who's following her. (ladybug sense is tingling~) She shifts her katana to her hip just in case. While going to her apartment. And instantly locks the door and checks the windows. Wonders if they followed her... Then she spots Robin on the neighboring building.

Mari: ah... Its just them... Welp I'm off to bed.

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Robin POV

Robin: She knows she's being followed.

Redhood: I'm not blind demon spawn.

They watch her enter her apartment while on guard.

Redhood: one of us should probably pass by her window. Just to let her know we're not goons. Pixi looks wound up...

Robin: ill do it.

He swings by her window. They guessed right. She was keeping watch.

Robin: something isn't right...

Redhood: no shit sherlock.

Robin over the comm: she's in. We're heading back to the cave.

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Batcave

-Siren, Gigantitan, Hero's day, mourning star (saw this in a fanfiction somewhere. Its a sad one)

Redhood: Holy shit...

Batman: How did we miss this?

Red Robin: found a call on the JL emergency call log.

Batman: play it.

Video call from Ryuuko on Hero's day. Showing the chaos, requesting for help, getting controlled, dropping the phone and walking away.

Batman: who answered this call?

Red Robin:.... Green Lantern

Robin: wait... Scroll up... Its the girl from the airport.

They play the mourning star akuma video.

Mourning star: a widow that had a miscarriage. Mourning the death of her husband and unborn child. The akuma kidnapping children and killing them infront of their mothers. So that they know the pain of losing a child. (I know it's depressing... I found this in a fanfiction. Forgot the title. And it was way more depressing than what I just wrote...) (ill skip this bit)

Marinette getting children to safety. Away from the akuma. Calming them down and getting them to hide in an abandoned building. Distracts the akuma by pissing it of and luring her away from the nearby preschool. (she's badass both in and out of the suit) then suddenly transforms into a mouse themed hero while on the run. Divides herself into smaller selves. And splits up each going down different alleyways. (she never becomes multimouse again after this: she got compromised again. Let's just say that she staged this bit to get halkmoth off her trail... In case he suspected her of being LB). Then not long after Chat noir shows up looking for LB. When LB finally shows up... He starts flirting and causing even more trouble. Akuma gets caught. Butterfly gets purified. Magical ladybugs fixing everything and LB punching Chat in the face. The end.

Redhood: he had that coming.

Robin: She was a hero? Are there others?

Redhood: why? Got a crush~?

Robin: *blush* no.

Red Robin: found one. Evillustrator. CCTV footage...

CCTV: Evillustrator breaking into the top floor of a bakery. Then leaving. Chat Noir showing up. Marinette answering the door. Chat Noir flirting. Marinette sarcastic acting. More chat noir flirting. He leaves. Fast forward. She leaves the bakery all dressed up (Robin's thaughts: she looks cute... WHAT THE FUCK BRAIN!!!! NO!) (I changed it a bit hehehe)

They shift to different CCTVs until she gets to her destination. Meeting up with the akuma (Redhood: what the hell... She went on a date with an akuma?) (Red Robin: wait look... Chat Noir) (Robin: *clenching his teeth and fists*) chat noir sneaking on the boat. And laying low. Mari snatching something and throwing it at chat. Chat messed-up. Mari gets trapped with chat in a glass box with the boat sinking. Chat trying to find a way to get out of the box. Mari just standing there until she gets fed up. Grabs the baton and extends it upward while grabbing chat noir's tail/belt and flinging him towards the pier. Gives back his baton. Chat flirts again. Kisses her hand then salutes. Mari turns away of cam. (Nightwing: did that count as a date?) (Redhood: yes) (Red Robin: no) (Robin's thaughts: strong, beautiful, smart, tricky ... Just what else do you have under your belt... Shit I called her beautiful...) (Batman: follow chat noir)

Shifting again to other CCTVs. Stopping on one viewing a hotel. Chat and Ladybug already on the scene. Doesn't take long after that for the battle to end.

Batman: we need to keep looking more into this...but right now. I'm going to the tower. And deal with Green Lantern.

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-after this Robin makes sure to make Marinette's apartment to be part of his patrol route.

-Mari notices but doesn't try to call him over.

-he observes her and finds more things about her. (a designer, a gamer, a Baker and if her katana and fighting skills is anything to go by... Judo?)

-Mari knows that she's being observed so she makes sure the kwamis are hidden.

One night she decides to embroider on her balcony.

-curious... Robin comes closer to take a peek at what she was making... A dragon embroidery.

Mari: are you going to stay there or are you going to come down here and tell me what you need?

Robin:.... This place is part of my patrol route....

Mari: I noticed but I don't believe that that's all your here for.

Robin:...... you're one of the heroes...

Mari:........ *she looks at him* ex-hero... Retired hero??.... Who cares. I've been compromised.

Robin: I know... But it looked on purpose.

Mari:....... What do you want? Did you need something?

Robin:....... I don't trust you..... Your confusing...

Mari: I'd be worried if you did. Trusting people you just meet... Not a smart move.

Robin:.........

Mari:........ Anything else?

Robin: No. I'll be on my way.

Mari: wait hold on a second... Here (she gives him the extra macaroons she made) I'm a stress Baker. I made too much.

Robin:....... I thaught that we agreed that we didn't trust each other....

Mari: I don't. Not completely. But I also know your not a bad person. Protective sure. But that's to be expected considering your cutrent occupation...... Just take it.... You've been observing me the past few days. You should know by now that I'm not a horrible person...here I'll even take one. (she takes one and pops it in her mouth) see? Safe.

Robin: fine I'll take them to the idiots........thanks.......(then he leaves)

Mari: hmm... Now back to work...

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Keeps going on like this for the next few months.

Until its time for the new school year to start....

(I'm sleepy right now. I'll continue this tomorrow. I'll edit this same post. I won't be making it separate)

#daminette #Introvert marinette #maribat #mlb x dc

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witchlyboo · 3 years

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Definitely, maybe.

Part five: The one who belongs to someone else.

Introduction. Part one. Part two. Part three. Part four.

Paring: Latina!reader x Logan Lerman x Tom Holland x Ben Hardy x Timothee Chalamet x Pedro Pascal x Michael B. Jordan

Warnings: Swearing, angst, misspellings, some Spanish, me learning how to write properly, and NY stuff that I've learned from movies that we all agree to pretend are real.

Word count: 6.4 k

a/n: You been asking for smut, I know, I know, I just wanted to introduce you to all the boys first, and we're getting there, just one more ahead. Also, I'm working on a masterlist because we are getting too many parts already.

All body types and skin tones friendly. You can also enjoy it as a no Hispanic reader. Constructive feedback and misspellings correction is always welcome.

Red and blue lights flash the driving mirror.

—No, no, no, por favor que no sea a mi—You beg to the sky looking at the patrol that is asking you to park, or someone else, there's a lot of cars in this part of the city, there's a big chance is the panic who's controlling your senses.—Dios, mi abuela fue a la iglesia cada domingo de su vida y nunca te pidió nada, please let me have some of her divina recompensa.—But that's not how it works, you end up parking with just a few seconds to think what to say. There's a perfect explication of why you are driving a car that is not yours in the middle of the night and smelling like a minibar.

Then this ridiculous thought comes to your mind, you look expensive, you've never seen the daughter of a senator but you must be close to it, it would make you less of a feminist if you just use your attributes? Ugh, you feel sick just to think about it but don't have enough money to pay a fine, and the constant paranoia of being chased all the time as an immigrant will only get stronger.

You pull down your dress a little so your neckline can do its job but you regret it immediately, and you're pretty sure you look more like an expensive prostitute who stole the car of his lover than some influential men's daughter.

—License and registration.—You hear him say when he approaches your window. You don't like this but you have to play the dumb tourist, the pretty foreign girl that is too stupid to be dangerous, with the look you have tonight it shouldn't be hard. But damn you hate cops, any uniformed man that works for the government is your eternal enemy, and you don't know how long you could keep the nice dumb Latina game before spit on his face.

—There's something wrong, officer? ...You?!—Your sexy and fake high voice is ruined when you see the face of the man who stopped you. This night couldn't get worse.

—Wait, what happened with the party?—Evan interrupts you while you finish some notes for work, little remainders for later when you don't have an eleven years old kid running around you, he's not usually this energic and you have to blame yourself for that, you're describing a life of excess and eccentric fun, something you let behind so many years ago that your own son doesn't know even a bit of it.

—Ugh, a nightmare doesn't worth telling.—You remember vaguely most of it but what keeps fresh in your mind is bad enough to don't want to bring it back.

—But if Timothée is my dad I have to know the important things, including the bad stuff.—Sounds perfectly reasonable and that's what makes you groan at him. Sometimes you feel blessed that your kid is better than you in any possible way, and sometimes you want to kill his brain with video games and reality shows like the rest of the parents.

—Ok, cool, but I'll keep all the +18 content for myself, so this part of the story might be blurry for you.—It kinda is for you anyway.

You should’ve known this night was cursed, you had a feeling because a) your earring fell off at the same time Timothée texted you to give you the party address and say he can't pick you up. And b) he won’t pick you up. Your mother would say that’s reason enough to not go, a real gentleman wouldn’t make you go to an unknown place in the middle of the night on your own in a city like this. But you decide to ignore it because you are a modern woman and because it’s worth it. It better be.

The outfit must be something special. You always take your time to choose what to wear, even if just another regular day, and since this isn't the case you thought about it for hours, that made your mind busy enough to not thinking about Tom and the whole love confession. He texted you saying he'll come for you to go to class together on Monday, which is completely impractical because he's way closer than you but is progress and you're going to take it.

You wanted to ask for Sheep's opinion but you thought she might not care, has been a few days since she started acting strange like she's bothered just to see you breathe. You want to blame his boyfriend to take all her time and attention from you but is probably just her new job, she got a small role in a Netflix show, and even when you're so happy for her, that's the event that has changed her into someone completely different. But you give her time, stress can do bad things to people.

The winner is the exact copy you made of the black and white striped dress Cameron Diaz wore in "The Mask" beautiful, classy, and sexy enough without being too scandalous, not that you have any problem with that, but this isn't the occasion, you don't want to feel like you're being too much or too little, just enough, it's supposed to be easy, right? you were born for this. Just adding some big shiny earrings you got on a thrift shop that look like real diamonds and you're ready, not that you own any to compare. Red lipstick, dark eyes, and a messy bun to get that disinterested pitch every look needs.

Getting there wasn't a problem, you were in the rich part of the city, everyone know who, where and what just to brag about it. The excitement is growing with every second, you check your makeup like thirty times in the elevator and send texts to your mom just to let her know where you are, and because you have to share that moment with someone and you are limited of friends these days.

Timothée opens the door with red eyes, drunk, high, or somewhere in between, you know then you were right about the bad feeling. He jumps on you to kiss you and no matter how much you try to explain the delicacy of your lipstick, he does it anyway, leaving a taste of alcohol and shrimps in your mouth. Taking you by the waist he walks you to a group of people you don't know while you're trying harder to fix the red color of your mouth without a mirror.

—Here is the companion I bought, look at her, that's how five grand per hour look like.—They laughed but you were too disoriented to process all the things he said, it was supposed to be a joke? if it is, why isn't he correcting? Instead, his hand goes straight to your ass and presses it to get you closer to him.

—I'm actually an intern in the costume designer department of the new version of "Sense and Sensibility".—You wanted to mention your recent promotion to hairstylist and makeup artist but that might be too pretentious. Anyway, they don't seem to care what you are or not, in fact, they don't even see you, all eyes are on Timothée

—Oh, well, is easy to forget when you're paying them—All laughs again. Who is this person? Who are all these people, actually? You recognize some influencers, a few cast members but there's no sign of the director, other main actors, not even his co-star. You feel like an extra in a movie where someone will be killed in a luxury party, hopefully not you. You take his hand from your body and clear your throat.—I'm just joking my love, she looks stunning, isn't she? I’ll get you a drink.

He leaves and the group of people surrounding you suddenly dissipated like boiling water, you were on your own again and despite some judgmental gazes is like you’re not there, you’re sure you could just take your dress off and throw it to someone’s face and unless Tim says something about it, no one would care. You’re there as his companion, an ornament, and that’s not enough to earn their attention because it’s too obvious you’re the one in turn.

You walk to the only window no one is smoking and check your phone, you know, the thing you do when you pretend you have important issues to attend, but no, you end reading some old messages, pictures, texting your mom of how much fun you’re having at the party, and somehow you check your filed Facebook messages to find Logan’s name. You cover the screen so fast you hurt your nail, his name is enough to make you tremble like a Chihuahua, you haven’t talked to him since that night, you know from his sister he lives in the house he bought for you two and he’s having the happiest life without you. You want to believe that because that means you took the right decision but deep inside… no, you can’t be that person, you want him to be happier than ever.

You find the guts to open the message, and you read as slowly as is humanly possible. “My angel, I hope this finds you in perfect health…” Dios, just Logan could start a message like that, your smile is almost too big to fit in your face so you bit your nail to cover it a little. “I recently found one of the human body drawings you made for me to study, you’ll be happy to know…”

—That’s a fucking long-ass message.—Tim appears behind you and takes your phone from your hand, spilling some of his drink on your dress in the process. Apparently, he's been there long enough to read part of the message.

—Give it back.—You command in the most severe voice you have, your magical moment got ruined and you remember the hole of hell you are.

—"My angel, I hope this finds you in perfect health. I recently found one of the human body drawings you made for me to study, you must know I still use them now and then"—Timothée starts reading the message, and even when no one is close enough to hear it and you don’t really care about this people’s opinion, that’s not for anyone to read, that’s one of the few parts of your life you treasure the most and you’re not ready to get over it.—You little slut, are you cheating on me with a med student?

—Give it to me.—You repeat trying to take the phone from his hand but he’s faster and walks away putting it out of your reach.

—"I meticulously preserve them, I certainly know any piece of art made by you will be priceless in the near future"—You don’t want to hear it coming from his drunk mocking voice, so you try to ignore what he’s saying and put more effort on chasing the phone.—Should I had kept the jeans where you left the wet spot on? I didn’t know you were an artist, my love.

—Timothée, por el amor de Dios.—Now you're trying to climb him, it wouldn't be that hard to take him down, he's skinny and you're fierce. That's what you thought but he's not moving even with you are on top of his shoulder and his opposite long arm keeps the phone away from you.

—Who is this guy and why is he talking to my girl like this?—You see the olive eyes getting darker and the tone of his voice went deeper than you thought he could do. You desist from taking the phone, you know the bullies love the attention, maybe that's exactly what he wants and give it to him just makes it worse.

—I'm not your girl.—You claim fixing up your dress having enough of games, and you have no reason to keep worrying about losing your job, the filming is done, and apparently your relationship with him too. You don't care about any of that anymore, just want to read Logan's text.

Even behind all the alcohol and the eyes injected in blood thanks for who knows what kind of drug, you can see the disappointment and anger, but it's not a broken heart, Is the hissy fit of a child that loses his balloon and now everyone will pay for it, especially you.

—Are you sure about that?—You can see him swallow hard, almost looking vulnerable, but his voice is defiant and threatening to prove you wrong. He just has to stretch out his arm to reach the open window with your phone in hand, his intentions are clear and the only thing you can do is raise your hands as a reflex.—You were mine the moment you put a foot on my trailer, and I don't fucking share my stuff.—Before you can say a word he drops the phone from the fourth floor.

You know is senseless but you find yourself running out of the party and going to search the device, using it also as an excuse to get away from that place. This is the first time someone makes you feel meaningless, you know the famous' world is cold and lacking in empathy but this is ridiculous, they're a bunch of parasites fed by attention and power. By Timothée.

The screen is crashed and the rest of it is probably beyond repair, not that you're surprised, its life is longer than you've been in the country and you admit you should have replaced it much earlier but you're not the kind to throw away things that still work. However, is not the phone you are worried about, not as much as what it contains.

—That was obsolete anyway, I'll get you a better one.—You didn't know he was following you, his voice interrupts your self-wailing. He sounds calmer and a little embarrassed, but not enough to say sorry, you don't think he's capable of saying it.

You shake your head and start to walk away without a word, you don't want anything from him, not materially, at least.

—Don't make a scandal out of it, it's just a phone!—He yells erasing any trace of regret in his voice. He doesn't see the reaction he expected and that's when he runs after you and with a hand on your upper arm pulls you back, you gasped for the sudden bluntness.—That annoying habit you have of leaving when I'm talking to you.

You push him away with all the strength you have, which resulted in him almost falling on the ground.

—I don't care about the stupid phone!—You finally break, but sadly is not as satisfactory as you thought it would be.—You are mean, vain, arrogant and the worst part is that you enjoy being this despicable human because you have absolutely no consequences to it. Everyone around you just accepts it and I feel so sorry for you because the only possible way for you to fill the void inside is to be surrounded by that crowd of mules licking your steps—To your surprise, he has nothing to say, he's just standing there with no facial expression, whatever he feels is easily covered by his years of experience acting, even drunk.—I can't give you that and it's obvious they don't want me either. What am I even doing here?—You ask yourself thinking where would be the best way of getting a cab, is a rich zone, must be easy.

—Everything is better when you're around—His voice is thin and fragile, you have to process what he said three times in your head to understand his words. You're not willing to look at him yet.—You're not like the others.

—Pure bullshit. You love to repeat that misogynist discourse of girls being in a certain way because is easier than be responsible for the people you choose to be—You were hugging yourself the whole time, is a cold night, but not enough to be bothersome, you enjoy Fall weather—You got me for a moment, I give you that, you fooled me but I'm too tired of guessing what version of you is real—When you return your gaze at him, he doesn't try to hide the guilt anymore, but there's still haughtiness in there.—Now, if you don't mind Mr. Chalamet, I need to get a cab.

—No, you came with me, you leave with me.—There's no trace of alcohol in his voice anymore, a good scolding is enough to put you sober, you know that thanks to your mom. Oh god, you're becoming her.

—You didn't bring me here, gigantic head—You look at him and put your hand in front of him with the palm up. He stares at it for several seconds before put his own on it—Not that!—You shake it and start looking inside his jeans pockets until you feel the metal of his key car.—You can't drive and I have to get home. You'll find it in the studio tomorrow.

That's how you ended with a car way more luxurious than you expected, driving so slowly and carefully that the police stopped you. What a night, but at this point, you couldn't care less about anything that is not that message, is been months and you can't get over it, over him. Not even Ben moans, Tom's comforting arms, or fight with a movie star at 3:00 am. is enough to get him out of your mind.

—So is true, you don't wear anything that hasn't appeared in a movie, huh?—Michael B. Jordan is leaning on the car window with a mocking smile and a sparkle of satisfaction that you would love to punch but his uniform keeps you in line, where you come from police is not equal to justice, most of the times is oppression.

—You know where it's from?—That was kind of comforting, no one at the party noticed. Not that you care.

—Is The Mask, not some Adam Hitchcock's blurb.—He smiles and even when you really don't like him, it's nice to be with a familiar face, you are really tired of running away, scaping for problems that are a result of your null capacity to deal with emotions. Ugh, what a word.

—Is Alfred Hitchcock, actually.—You didn't want to sound priggish, but you correct him with no time to stop yourself, an old habit.

—You got me, smarty, you know more than movies than me. Where did you get this car?—You feel really nervous even when you got this legally, you have your documents and license on time and he's being nice enough to not want to run away in a car that you technically borrowed for yourself.

—It's not mine.—No shit, Sherlock.

—No shit, Sherlock, I was asking where did you steal it.—You wanted to laugh but there's something with the uniform that just doesn't allow you to be yourself.—Are you drunk?

—No, no, fuck, no, it's just, I don't feel comfortable with cops—He raises his eyebrows but that is his only reaction.—Listen, is my boss' car, I'm doing the favor to take it to the studio, and I'm really nervous because is fucking expensive, he's an asshole, I haven't drive un almost a year because you people only use cars if you're rich or your work and lives depend on it. I'm starving.—The last part came out of nowhere, you haven't eaten anything in almost 13 hours, maybe that's the actual reason why you are that moody.

He doesn't answer right away, takes his time to look at you, what makes you blush, he's really close, closer than he's ever been. Does he smell like green apples? Not the actual apples, the artificial smell they had given to them.

—Get out of the car.—Oh no, is he arresting you? Is he finally taking revenge for every time you make fun of his Hawaiian-type shirts? You know you have too much karma accumulated and a cop making you pay for it when you don’t believe in their sense of justice is kinda poetic, and evil.

You don’t want to discuss with someone with a taser, gun, pepper spray, or who knows what else. So you take your bag, the key car, and get off defeated.

—My turn is almost over, I’ll take you to eat something, c’mon.—He walks back to his patrol and you stay still for a few seconds still processing his words, you must look totally devastated for him to offer that. How you see it you have two options, go with him and spend an awkward hour with a person you don’t like or risk getting a fine, Tim can pay it, it’s not a big deal but you don’t want to owe him even the minimal thing.

You get in the car holding on to your bag to feel calmer, this is the first time you’re fully alone with him since you found him half-naked in your kitchen. Those defined abs may never leave your brain.

—Are you cold?—He interrupts your thoughts with his question, you didn’t notice you were shaking. He looks for something under his seat and gives you an NYPD hoodie, you hold it doubting your next move, is not like you don’t appreciate the gesture but it’d be easier to take if it doesn’t get that words printed—Is clean.—He says chuckling when he sees the way you’re looking at it.

—Is not that, just, you know, fuck the police, defund the NYPD, demilitarize the pigs and that stuff.—You say putting on the hoodie anyway, is a cold night and you won't help the institution wearing their propaganda.

—Yeah, I get it, but you can't change the system just from within.—You decide is not the right moment to have a political conversation so you shrug your shoulders and discreetly smell the hoodie, a mix of cologne, green apples, and cheap soap, you know is cheap because you buy the exact same, do its job.

—I'm in the mood for pizza.—You say casually, making a deal to yourself to try to be his friend, he is a small part of your life anyway.—Domino's is open at this time of the night?

—Tell me you're not consuming that shit, dear Lord, you been here for how long, two years? I can't believe your idea of a good pizza is Domino's. Stella hasn't taught you anything?—You're surprised by the level of condescension with a pizza and you mirror his smile, suddenly feeling embarrassed. Your school program includes people from all around the world so you don't have that much experience with actual new yorkers. Logan is rich, so he doesn't really count.

—What's wrong with Domino's? I don't buy much street food, is cheaper to buy things on the food market. Besides, all pizza is good.—The mention of Sheep makes you a little tense, so you don't say anything about it, is not a conversation to have with him.

—Don't blaspheme in the patrol, I just washed it—You laugh, finally, after a terrible weekend. You can see why she likes him, there is something about his voice, smile, and his eyes that feel... calm, like watching Friends after a marathon of Lord of the Rings.—There are rules to survive this city, and I'm surprised you have made it this far without a proper guide.

—Chill out Mr. Miyagi, I'm not from the jungle, and I've learned a lot by myself.—He gives you a lopsided grin as a request, and you put your fingers up ready to enlist your acquired knowledge.—Walk fast, like you're about to be stabbed, something that actually happened to me, with an umbrella—He nods and laughs being related to it.—Number two, no small talk, no one cares, even if they ask. Number three, if you look a stranger in the eye, especially a homeless person, you have essentially invited them to approach you.

—Number four, we never eat from Domino's, Papa John's, Pizza hut, or any other chain restaurant, only trucks and local places are allowed.—You roll your eyes but you get the point, is just, again, you're not much into street food, it doesn't taste like home and the only way to eat food like that is preparing it yourself.

—Fine, fuck capitalism, let's support local places—You make an obvious fake enthusiastic tone but he nods proudly.—Number five, you don't need a car to live here, not even know how to drive. I would have successfully avoided this police brutality if I had followed that rule.

—For someone who is about to eat for free, you whine too much.—He parks the car and gives you a sign to go with him. You see him go to a pizza truck and order, you realize at the moment how ridiculous you look, so before chasing him you let your hair down, take your huge earrings off, and roll up the skirt of your dress until your mid-thighs letting the hoodie cover the rest, and clean the red lipstick with a Kleenex from your bag. Now you look more like a college person and not a rich girl who just got seized.

—Here you go.—He says giving you a slice as big as your head, looks oily and spreading cheese everywhere. Perfect.

—Is it vegan?—You ask receiving the food with an obnoxious face. His kind grind turned into a dread expression and you give him your second laugh of the day.—I'm kidding.

You are about to give it a bite when you see passing next to you a huge rat with the exact same slice as yours in its mouth, running into the dark of the night happy to have obtained the food for its family. They use to scare you when you just moved out but now they're like any other pigeon in the sky.

—Rule... whatever, a rat with a slice of pizza is a symbol for good luck, congratulations.—He pets your head awkwardly, not sure if you're ok with the physical contact, which, surprisingly, you are.

—I see rats with bagels all the time.—Pizza and bagels, that's the main culinary wonders of the city, you like it, not much to object but is hard not to compare it with your home's food.

—Is easy to confuse a rough diamond with a simple rock.—You both eat in silence, enjoying the mixed sounds of the city and all the different smells, the whole situation feels like one of those lofi music videos. You remember thinking about moments like this before getting the scholarship, what would it be like to feel normal in the city of your dreams.

—How do you know that much about movies?—He asks after a few minutes when you take a break to drink something, that pizza is not easy to take.

—When I was a kid a spent much time on my own, so my dad bought me a used DVD reproducer, and at the corner of my neighborhood was this movie store where you could buy 5 pirate movies for one dollar. They were blurred, with a terrible sound, and most of the time with the wrong movie inside but they helped me to not feel lonely. Eventually, the store closed but I've watched everything in it by then—He gives you a warm smile, you never told that story to anyone, not because is too intimate to share, but because no one asked, it doesn't sound like a question with a complex answer.—Anyway, I watched Marie Antoinette when I was like eight, and I decided at that moment that however is done I wanted to be part of that magic.

—You hear all kind of people chasing dreams in this city but is hard to find someone who actually deserves it.—You blush and you cover it with your hair but the smile on your voice is impossible to hide.

—Is that a compliment? You must really want me to like you to date Sheep.—You laugh but you can see his face tense, so you can guess your friend has been busy breaking everyone’s hearts.

—She hasn’t returned my calls in three days so I don’t think there’s much you can do—You nod, all this time you thought he was the reason she is ignoring you but apparently you are both in the same boat.—But yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking, what I should have said is, Marie Antoinette at eight? I can see where all the damage started.

You gasp and throw your napkin at his head, he easily catches it without even looking at it and laughs; that was unexpectedly attractive.

—Why a cop?—You ask, not sure where that question came from, maybe you authentically want to know more about him, he just bought you food, and honestly, that's the easiest way to win your trust.

—I wanted to be an actor when I was a child. This is the city of opportunities so you may think that if you want to chase the big wonder, this is the perfect place to do it. But I grow up surrounded by these people giving their entire lives to get something just given to one in a million so I decided is not worth it. For many years I wondered what I wanted to do with my life and the answer was really clear, my dad was a cop, a good one, or that’s what people say. I don’t remember much because he died when I was seven—Conversations about death are not your strength, everything can turn out uncomfortable if you choose the wrong words.—It might not be that glamorous but if my father died for it, it surely worth it.

—For the good ones.—You raise your almost empty can of Coke and he does the same with a grin that warms the cold weather of the night.

—For the good ones.

The next two hours passed like minutes talking about anything and everything. It just felt right to talk freely with him, you didn’t feel judged for your awkward family moments or your random thoughts, not even once because he told you his too. At some point of the night he borrowed you his gym sweatpants, any of you could just suggest going home but that was off the table, end that peace just for weather reasons would have been a tragedy.

—I read Timothée Chalamet is a dick. Is that true?—The mention of his name remains you of your life and everything that comes with it, including the middle semester project that you must dedicate your entire day, one that is about to start.—What, you can’t talk about it?

—He is a complete dick with no sense of privacy or human decency—And when he interrupts a deep kiss to look at your eyes, smile, and caress your chin, you feel like a character of his Victorian movies. But he didn’t ask that.—But the next week he’ll be no longer my problem.

—That’s why we have rule twenty-three, don’t ask for a picture of a celebrity unless they are local—You have heard about it before but you haven’t got the opportunity to decide if you like that rule because the only celebrities you have seen are from work and that club’s party opening.—That means you’ll be free to go to the Stephen Kings’ movie projection there will be for Halloween.

You don’t know if that was a proposition, a suggestion, or just a simple recommendation, and whatever it is, you noticed he was nervous to ask. Is it wrong? It feels wrong like you were betraying your friend accepting to hang out with his boyfriend without her consent. But he didn’t ask you to go with him so is safe to answer.

—Yeah, I guess—You get a moment, four seconds top, where you shared innocent, curious, and tenting gazes like three graders in the playground. And that’s the further you will allow yourself to go.—We better leave, if the sunlight touch me I’ll turn into dust.

You get off the car hood and go to the side door, but this time he opens it for you. You give him a “seriously?” Look, receiving a little push in your arm as a response.

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A distant voice asks you to wake up, softly whispers that turn into caresses on your cheek, your eyes feel so heavy, even when you are well aware of your environment your eyelids keep closed.

—Good morning, Princess—This is the first time Tom calls you that way, the change from silly nicknames to Princess is enough to get you out of hibernation. He is squatting beside your bed, his smile is the promise of a better day, and chasing that idea you give him one small back.—Your mom has been texting me desperately all day, she said you're not answering her calls and is worried.

—Fuck, my phone broke last night, can I call her from yours?—That’s an oversimplification but in the search for a better story, that's what you decide to believe and tell. Tom nods and gives it to you, he looks happy, beyond that, this is the first time you see that subtle blush on his cheeks and the eyes sparkling. You sit on the bed next to his body looking for your mom's number, slowly he moves between your legs, you have shorts and an oversized Back To The Future t-shirt, you got took the time to prepare yourself to bed last night and keep Michael’s clothes inside your closet to wash them, like The Tell-Tale Heart, a little innocent secret who feels dirty somehow

The conversations with your mom are always long, nostalgic and the tears are hard to hold for both parts; after a long life sharing almost every day with her, her absence never feels smaller. But this time is different, Tom is exploring the bare skin under your knee with his warm hands, asking for permission with curious eyes, and when you don’t object to the touch the British boy keeps his exploring mission cautiously, giving special attention to see your eyes in case something change. Is time to hang up when he gives a long and loving kiss to your knee, the less erotic kiss you could think of but so intimate to bristle your skin.

—Not nice to touch someone's daughter when is talking to her mom.—The protest of your voice loses strength at every word, he heard that and just straight his back to reach your face, the gap is almost extinct.

—We're okay, she likes me.—He assures holding your hips and pulling you a bit to him. Tom looks very comfortable with the new closeness authorization, you like it but are not very sure about it yet, most of you still think of him as your best friend.

—Did she tell you that? Are you talking with my mom behind my back?—You laugh when he does, almost like nothing changed.

—She adores me, I swear, I'm invited to Christmas, you know?—You're not surprised, she invites everyone, Logan was too but the first time he got family plans and didn't make it to the second.

—You should go, maybe we can do...—His lips touch yours in a peak at the middle phrase and makes you forget what you were about to say.—Man, the audacity to interrupt...—Then he kisses you again, deeply, using his tongue to taste your inner lip and his hands holding your shirt in fists. That's a twist of events.

—Is that ok?—You hear a weak whisper coming out of his voice but you got so mesmerized on his lips that decided to ignore it and kiss him back instead. He responds to your touch and starts to lean over you to make you lay on the bed.

Jesucristo bendito, is this happening? like, actually happening? you must look like trash, you barely took all the makeup from the night before and didn't take a shower, you start to get so worried about smells, feelings, and what that'll mean to your already too much-spoiled friendship.

However, the time of doubts is done when Sheep starts yelling in the living room, you both reacted running to the sound and looking for your blonde friend. Michael is there but doesn't look like the same as a few hours ago, is annoyed and tired for the lack of sleep, a look that doesn't match him at all.—What did you do?—You ask him fast assuming she's mad for something he did.

—Just in time, the star of the movie, I was wondering how much it will take you to be the protagonist of this.—That is Sheep's voice talking about you and what must be your heart breaking from her words.

—Excuse me?—You wish your tone would be less savage but you can't help respond the same way she did.

—Logan wasn't enough, then you got the drummer, fucking Timothée Chalamet, Tom and now my boyfriend. I'm so glad I didn't leave you alone with my dad or I'd be calling you mom now.—You have no words to that, Michael doesn't even dare to look at you, he must have told her something she misunderstood, but Sheep, or well, Stella is saying things she actually thinks and keep to herself. Tom walks in front of you whispering things to her to calm her down but she is not looking at him, you didn't tell her anything about Tom either so he's taking responsibility this time.—Go ahead and fuck the whole city, Michael if that please you but you're crossing the line with Tom and you know that, you're going to ruin him as you ruin every man that enters in your life.—She has a very you moment having the last word of the dispute and getting out of the apartment with Michael going after her but not putting much effort in it.

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Some Kind of Way (My Hero Academia)

ShinDeku AU

Summary: Shinsou begins to realize he may have feelings for Deku, and it makes him act so out of the ordinary that his crush decides the best way to help him relax is the very thing that kickstarted his feelings in the first place.

A/N: I am so unbelievably excited to finally share this with you! This one has been waiting in the wings for quite a while! Welcome to the first fic in my official ShinDeku AU! This story takes place after the events of "Say Mercy" and creates an entirely new storyline. While these two remain good friends in the Primary Universe, in this AU, things go a little differently.

I will admit this is pretty self-indulgent, but I know I'll want to keep writing for these boys, and what better excuse than to create an alternate reality in which they get together? Cute boyfriends and lots of tickling - what more could you want? I hope you enjoy! <3 <3

Word Count: 2,275

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Midoriya: Video games at my place! Kaminari and Todoroki are coming – do you wanna join??

Shinsou stared at his phone screen for so long it went dark on him three times. He’d nearly forgotten that at some point he and Deku had exchanged numbers. Their spring break had just started; today was Monday, which meant that Deku’s mom was probably at work right now, as it was just after ten in the morning.

It really shouldn’t have been this hard to reply to a text. Yet here he sat, struggling to do just that.

It’s video games, Shinsou berated himself. You’ve played video games with him before. That’s what you were doing the last time you hung out. Just answer his text!

Shinsou: Yes. I don’t know where you live, though.

Midoriya: I’ll send you the details! Can’t wait!! :D

Shinsou set his phone aside, heart racing. This is ridiculous. What’s happening to me? He rubbed his eyes tiredly, his mind flashing back to the last time he’d hung out with Deku. They’d gotten into a tickle fight, which he’d ultimately won, but there had been a…a moment. When he’d pinned Deku for the last time and ordered him to beg for mercy. The way Deku had screamed the word over and over through hysterical fits of laughter…

He swallowed. It had been so satisfying, but more than that, it had been…cute. No, adorable. Completely, utterly adorable. Deku was adorable. And for the first time, Shinsou was noticing.

He tried not to think about it as he gathered up his things and walked out the door, heading to the destination the green-haired boy had provided him with.

Seeing him in person was so much worse.

Deku opened up the door with a bright smile and an invitation to come inside. It was the first time Shinsou had seen him without his school uniform or hero costume on. He wore a bright yellow All Might t-shirt and blue shorts, and he was barefoot. Shinsou awkwardly took his own shoes off in the entryway and followed him into the small living room, where Todoroki was already seated on the floor.

The icy-hot hero raised a hand in greeting. Shinsou nodded at him, then took a seat as well.

“Kaminari should be here any minute,” Deku said, pulling out his phone to check for a text from the blonde. “It’s so cool to finally have friends over at my place! Make yourselves at home. We’ve got juice and soda in the fridge if you want some, and later we can have lunch together, too.” Deku smiled so brightly it lit up the whole block. “Plus I’ll get to introduce you to a racing game that’s not Mario Kart for once!”

Shinsou couldn’t take his eyes off of him. He found himself noticing things more and more. The particular shade of green that his eyes were. The spattering of freckles across his face and arms. How scarred his right arm was. How muscular he was despite his smaller stature. Shinsou noticed all of it, and it made his heart beat faster and faster. Crap, crap, crap, he thought frantically. I…I’ve got a—

Someone knocked on the door, Deku hurried to answer it, and the spell was broken. Shinsou blinked several times. Seriously, what was happening to him?

“Heyyy, it’s my man Shinsou!” Kaminari greeted enthusiastically, slapping him on the back. “And Todoroki, of course. Ready to lose some video games?”

Shinsou let out a sigh of relief, then smirked up at him. “The joke’s on you, Kaminari. Midoriya says we’re not playing Mario Kart.”

“Dude, what?” Kaminari whipped around to face Deku. It was so much easier to look at him with Kaminari in the room as well. “You can’t take my crown away like that!”

Deku grinned. “I’m introducing you to a different racing game. Kacchan and I play it sometimes – Team Sonic Racing!”

“Sonic has a racing game?” Kaminari asked, then hummed. “Well, he is a speedy little guy. I guess it makes sense.”

“Team racing?” Todoroki asked. “What does that mean?”

Deku lit up at the question, then launched into a long, rambling explanation of all the ways it differed from Mario Kart, and why it was superior, as well. After a little while they finally got to the actual playing part of it, and before they knew it, the morning hours were long gone.

Getting lost in the world of Team Sonic Racing did wonders for Shinsou’s mind. He was able to focus on something that wasn’t Deku, for once – even if Deku’s character of choice did cause him a lot of trouble during the races. It gave him a chance to calm down, clear his head, and get back to his normal self. At least, until a couple of hours later when it was lunchtime.

Kaminari had announced early on that he had lunch plans with some others from their class, so it was expected that he’d leave after a couple of hours. But it was a surprise to both Shinsou and Deku when Todoroki announced he was also leaving.

“My apologies,” he said, “but I got a text from my sister that asked me to meet her downtown for lunch with her and my brother. I’m…trying to get back in touch with them, as it were. I can’t really do that while I’m at the dorms.”

“That’s okay,” Deku said, sounding sincere. “I understand. Go have fun with your family.” Then he turned to Shinsou. “Do you want to stay, or do you have somewhere to be?”

Shinsou’s heart was racing again. He was about to be alone with Midoriya again.

“I…I can stay,” he said, nodding. “If that’s all right with you.”

“Of course!”

After bidding farewell to their other friends, Deku led Shinsou back into the kitchen and opened up the fridge, pulling out various things they could use to make sandwiches. Shinsou got the bread out of the pantry (after struggling for a few moments to even find the pantry), and soon they were both at work making lunch for themselves.

“How’s your spring break so far?” Deku asked.

“It’s…fine,” Shinsou murmured. He didn’t really have anything exciting to report on. “You?”

“Great! I kind of took it easy this weekend because All Might insisted I actually rest, but we trained together this morning before I invited you over for video games. We’ll train again tomorrow, too.”

Shinsou glanced at him. “It’s spring break.”

“I know, but I don’t want to stop training. I’ve got to work as hard as I can to get even stronger.”

“Rest is important, too, you know.”

Deku smiled. “You sound just like everyone else.”

“Because we’re right.”

“I’m resting more than I’m training this week. Don’t worry, Shinsou. I won’t burn myself out.”

Shinsou nodded. “Good.”

“So,” Deku continued, expertly changing the topic as he finished up his sandwich, “want to play some more after lunch? Or we could watch a movie or something instead. What do you want to do?”

“Um…” Shinsou hesitated. Again that image of Deku laughing and begging entered his mind. He shoved it away. “I…I don’t know. Midoriya,” he added quickly, before he lost his nerve, “why do you want to hang out with me so much?”

Deku went silent for a moment. “Because you’re my friend? And you’re really cool! I think it’s so awesome that you want to join the hero course, and your quirk is so useful, especially with that voice changer thing you have now, and—”

“Useful?” Shinsou turned to look at him, surprised. “No one’s ever called my quirk useful before.”

“Then no one’s really known you before,” Deku replied confidently, taking his first bite of his lunch. “Mmm, this is good! What’d you make?”

Shinsou glanced down at his half-finished sandwich and reached for some lunch meat. “To be determined.”

When they’d finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen, Shinsou and Deku went back into the living room, where Team Sonic Racing sat waiting for them on the screen, should they continue to play it.

“Are you okay, Shinsou?” Deku asked, his voice gentler now. “You seem bothered about something.”

Dear god, was he really so easy to read? Shinsou cleared his throat. “No, I’m fine. I’m just…” He searched for the words. How could he explain to Deku that he was pretty sure he had a crush…on Deku? “I’m just…I don’t know. Fine.”

“You know, if you’re not up for video games anymore, we could play a different game,” Deku said. Shinsou glanced up at him, hearing the teasing tone in his voice, and his eyes widened when he saw the green-haired boy wiggling his fingers and smiling wide.

Instant. Blush.

“Uh, I-I mean…I mean, i-if you…want to, then…” Shinsou stammered, hating every word he tripped over. It had never been difficult for him to speak to Midoriya before. Why was it suddenly the hardest thing he’d ever done?

“Actually, maybe we shouldn’t have a tickle fight,” Deku announced even as he lunged for Shinsou and tackled him to the floor. “Maybe I should just tickle you! You really need to relax, Shinsou. You act like I’m about to bite you or something.”

“I d-dohohohohon’t – I cahahahahan’t help it!” he giggled, the light pinches along his sides and ribs enough to help him loosen up a little, but not enough to really make him panic just yet. He fell onto his back on the floor, letting Deku tickle all over his torso, drawing giggle after much-needed giggle out of him.

“You don’t have to be nervous around me,” Deku continued, oblivious to Shinsou’s struggle. “We’re friends! If you want to talk about something, I’m happy to listen.”

Crap, crap, crap! Shinsou brought his hands up to cover his face, growing really, truly flustered now. “I’m sohohohohohohorry, I cahahahahan’t – I cahahahaHAHAHAHAN’T!! NAHAHAHAHAHA!!” The violet-haired boy shot his arms down to try and shove Deku away when he reached his hips, squeezing with a wicked smirk on his face. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHO!! MIDORYA!!”

“Relax, Shinsou~” Deku teased, swinging a leg over to straddle his friend and pin him more firmly in place, still squeezing his hips. “Sometimes it’s best to just laugh it all out, right?”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! GOD, MIHIHIHIHIDORIYA!! NOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!” Shinsou cackled, twisting and writhing on the ground. “YOU KNOHOHOHOHOHOW IT’S BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD THEHEHEHERE!!”

“Why do you think I’m tickling you there?” Deku laughed, too, finding his hip bones and pressing in deeply. “Tickle, tickle, tickle~”

“DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON’T!!” Shinsou cried, flustered and embarrassed but also having a lot of fun despite himself. He let out a loud shriek and kicked his legs when Deku focused on that one spot that drove him absolutely crazy. “NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! MIDORIYAHAHAHAHA!!”

Deku chuckled. “Feeling better? Feeling relaxed yet, Shinsou?”

Shinsou squealed, prying his eyes open just enough to see Deku’s huge smile, his bright eyes, his looming form over him, and the boy from 1-C simply could not take it anymore. “PLEHEHEHEASE!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IT!! MIDORIYA, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! MERCY!! MERCY MERCY MERCYEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!”

Deku stopped, but didn’t climb off of him. Shinsou gasped for breath and looked up at him, still giggling, surprised to see a tiny blush on the boy’s freckled cheeks. He blinked a few times. “M-Midoriya?”

“I…I’m s-sorry, I, uh…” Deku stammered, blinking as well. His cheeks got even pinker. “Oh! I’ll let you go—”

Shinsou reached up faster than either of them could think and grabbed onto Deku’s arms, stopping him from climbing off just yet. He forced himself to make eye contact with the smaller boy, and when he did, what he saw there gave him the encouragement he needed to finally get this off of his chest.

“Midoriya,” he said quietly, “I think I need to tell you something.”

Deku swallowed. He suddenly seemed nervous, too. “Y-Yeah?”

Shinsou’s heart was pounding against his ribcage. “I…I kind of…like you. Like…you know. That way.”

Deku let out a little gasp in response, but he never broke eye contact. His cheeks went from pink to red. “I…I t-think I like you, too, Shinsou…”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

Shinsou finally moved to sit up, wrapping an arm around Deku’s back to keep him from falling over as he did so, and when he was upright again the two of them were face-to-face. Shinsou’s eyes flicked all over Deku’s blushing features, from his shining eyes down to his lips and back up again. Then he brought his free hand up to scribble against the smaller boy’s side.

Deku immediately smiled wide, giggling slightly, and Shinsou’s suspicions were confirmed. “Ugh, you’re adorable,” he muttered, pulling him into a bear hug and burying his face in his shoulder. “You know that? Adorable, Midoriya.”

“I-I think you’re cute, too,” Deku stammered, sounding incredibly flustered.

“Only cute?” Shinsou teased, digging his fingertips into the boy’s ribs, feeling him jolt in his arms but holding him tightly all the same. “Wow, and after I just poured my heart out to you.”

“Ahahahahaha nohohohohohoho! I’m sohohohohohorry!” Deku squealed, giggling and squirming but unable to go anywhere or protect himself. He tossed his head back and laughed freely. “You’re adohohohohohorable, too! Plehehehehehease, Shinsou!”

“Too late, Midoriya,” Shinsou replied, grinning into his shoulder, feeling more confident now. He slid one tickling hand down to Deku’s hip and laughed with him when he spasmed so hard they both fell to the floor. “You said I was just cute. Now you’ll have to face the wrath of the tickle monster!”

“Nohohohohohohohoho!” Deku cried, giggling hysterically, but it was obvious to both of them that he didn’t really want any of this to stop, and neither did Shinsou.

So it didn’t.

#fanfiction #tickle fic #boku no hero #my hero academia #bnha #mha #hitoshi #shinsou #izuku #midoriya #deku #shindeku #shindeku au #crushes #cute #confession #tickling #ticklish #tickle

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BnHA Chapter 302: As the Todoroki Turns

Previously on BnHA:

Today on BnHA: We have a very fun chapter in which (1) Shouto grows up lonely on account of his parents being worried that his siblings will literally try to kill him, (2) Natsu and Fuyu grow up neglected on account of not being special and/or self-destructive enough to attract attention, (3) we get to revisit all of that exciting spousal abuse from chapter 39, and (4) Touya burns to death right on cue, pretty much exactly like we expected it to happen. Thankfully since this is a shounen manga, Horikoshi finds some hope in all this misery as the Todoroki family rallies together, with Shouto getting his long-overdue credit for being a perfect sweet angel who put up with all of this shit for sixteen years and somehow came out of it strong and kind and empathetic and determined. Anyway, so that flashback was a barrel of laughs. But now that it’s over, we can put all of that angst behind us, and move on to... well I guess, probably, more angst. Look, we’re short on variety at the moment. Bear with it.

ouch. we knew this was coming, but still

A+ parenting move there. “ho boy, our eldest just tried to murder our youngest, now what? hmm how about we isolate our youngest from all human contact”

though in their defense, we probably shouldn’t have expected this rabidly strength-obsessed fire man and his wife who was groomed since childhood to obey her family’s whims to have any idea of how to raise stable, well-adjusted offspring

SERIOUSLY YOU GUYS

this is a perfect example of Enji’s tragically self-revolving viewpoint right here. just because being a hero is your entire world doesn’t mean you can just excuse yourself from anything outside of that and act like it’s out of your control. “alas, all I care about is hero stuff and my son can’t be a hero, we are doomed to inhabit two different worlds” no you jackass, it’s called having more than one hobby?? figuring out how to spend some time with your son that doesn’t involve training?? the same exact thing you were telling him to do last week, while ignoring that you’ve never done that yourself in your life??

that said, yet again we have that complexity though because it’s obvious that Enji at least on some level is aware of his own flaws, even though he seems unwilling or unable to confront them. honestly, from what we’ve seen so far, Enji’s obsession with surpassing All Might might be more accurately called an addiction. he literally can’t let go of it even though he’s fully aware of how it’s slowly destroying his life. and so in the same way that a lifelong smoker or alcoholic might tell their child to stay away from cigarettes and booze, Enji tells Touya not to follow down the same path as him, even though he himself doesn’t know how to leave that path. so yes, it’s hypocritical as fuck, but there’s also an element of helplessness there as well because Enji literally doesn’t know how not to be like this

though all the same he sure could stand to put in more than just a token effort. but it is what it is, and we already know how much he’ll come to regret it

and meanwhile Baby Shouto has frozen his sleep bubble with his quirk lmao. so I guess his quirk did come in early. that’s a recipe for chaos right there

once again Shouto is ruining every single dramatic panel in this flashback

this was so dark and intense... and then I spotted the lil bubs in the corner. Horikoshi please control yourself

“some hero you are, running away” and then all of a sudden, “FIVE YEARS LATER” lol what. OKAY THEN

(ETA: love the confirmation that eight-year-old Natsu comes from the Iida school of puberty and is basically a fully grown man, and meanwhile Touya comes from the hobbit school of puberty and has been perpetually eight for the past five years.)

“HEY BIG BRO WANNA COME RECREATE AN ICONIC FLASHBACK SCENE WITH US. WE’VE GOT THE SOCCER BALL RIGHT HERE, BUT HURRY UP OR WE’LL BE TOO LATE FOR SHOUTO TO WALK ON BY AND STOP TO LOOK”

lol and that’s literally the next three panels. but Horikoshi did add this extra bit after Endeavor starts to drag Shouto away

seriously Enji what the hell did you expect was going to happen here. “Touya went nuts and tried to kill his little brother out of jealousy, so let’s make it clearer than ever that Shouto is the important child and all the other children are just rejects. this will definitely not make the problem 100x worse, and will surely lead to Touya giving up and living a happy life, having been emotionally abandoned by the person he admired more than anyone.” good for you pal you figured it all out. no need for that plan b, “we all just go to therapy”

anyway so he’s telling Shouto he can’t play because he needs more endurance training. and meanwhile Touya’s patented Todoroki Drama Genes are going through puberty as well

definitely the face of a happy, emotionally stable child who’s not still plotting to murder his younger brother in his sleep

“WELL ACTUALLY MAKESTE” lol I stand corrected??

apparently during the five year interim Touya actually stopped blaming Shouto and realized Enji was the one at fault. good for him! a bit inconsistent, given what we know happens later, but I assume we’ll get to that in good time

anyway. “yeah man I agree that dad sucks, but it’s the middle of the night and I’m only eight and you’ve been monologuing for the past two hours bro”

LMAO

the manga is making my jokes for me, only better. fine then

looks like someone’s still miffed about that disagreement he had with his baby sister back when she was like four

“Fuyu doesn’t get properly riled up like I want her to so ranting to her is annoying.” okay but having been in Fuyu’s shoes, it really is just a different way of coping, and I can guarantee she’s not as fine with the whole situation as Touya might think. but making your peace with something is often a decision that’s made for emotional self-preservation reasons. and I sure as hell don’t fault her for trying to shut out a situation that she had no control over, and trying to make the best of it, and scrape together as normal a childhood as she could manage

and now in Touya’s defense as well, that is of course easier said than done, and I’m sure if there was a “push this button and instantly get over all of the trauma in your life” switch readily available for Touya then he would have pushed it too. unfortunately it’s not always that simple

so now Rei is pleading with Touya not to go train up on his little emo hill again, but it doesn’t seem like much has changed since he was eight

I don’t think he gives two figs about being a hero; he just wants his father to look at him again with pride. fucking hell, stop doing this to me you damn Todorokis

guh, they keep telling him the same thing over and over again

even if we hadn’t already known he was gonna go melt his jawbone off soon, I wouldn’t have expected a line like that to go over well

yep. fuck

that Todoroki puberty angst, though. nothing else quite like it

“you have a part in this too, Mom” ooooooh man

okay but look, he’s not entirely wrong. like, I’m not saying any of this is Rei’s fault at all! she’s in an impossible situation where she’s afraid to stand up to Enji (who by this point has shown that he’s willing to physically attack her if things get too heated, which is terrifying), and doesn’t really have anywhere to turn for support. her parents aren’t helping much if at all, and Japan in general is just a terrible country to be in when you’re in a domestic abuse situation. everyone’s expected to put on a brave face and deal with their problems all on their own in private. Rei is basically completely isolated at this point, and she doesn’t know what else to do, and so she’s just trying to keep the situation as stable as possible for the kids

but on the other hand, “for the kids” is also where that argument starts to break down a bit, because at this point Shouto is also being physically abused by his father, and the other kids are continuing to be neglected (emotionally if not physically), as they have been for years. so the situation really isn’t stable at all for them. and as a kid, what you end up learning in that type of situation is that you can’t rely on either parent. not the abusive one, certainly, but also not the other one who can’t protect you from any of it. even if they love you and they’re trying, they’re just as helpless as you. Rei is struggling to deal with all of this with one hand tied behind her back, and I get it, and I’m not blaming her at all. but all the same, particularly given that she’s (understandably) putting almost all her focus on Shouto, the end result is that the other kids have basically been left to fend for themselves

so yeah! a shitty situation all around. and one of those cases where it’s not really anyone’s fault (aside from Enji’s), but I can understand the resentment Touya is feeling all the same. and I’m so glad Horikoshi is acknowledging this, because it’s something I probably would have been too uncomfortable to bring up otherwise. as it is it’s still an incredibly heavy subject, and one that I probably have too many personal feelings about

anyway, so once again the whole “we’ll try talking to him and then just shrug our shoulders when it doesn’t work” parenting strategy doesn’t really pan out for the Todoroki fam

sob this boy is Anakin Skywalkering before our very eyes. all that’s missing is AFO to come and start whispering in his ear. any minute now...

“anyway so then he got taller and his fire changed from red to blue”

guess we’re getting pretty close then huh. this is the part of the flashback that I really don’t want to see, but also unfortunately the part that I’m most curious about :/

oh for fuck’s --

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN IGNORING HIM FOR FIVE YEARS DIDN’T ACTUALLY DO ANYTHING TO SOLVE THE PROBLEM” sob. back to the drawing board I guess

I thought he got taller, why is he still only like a third of Enji’s height here

oh fuck me these are armor-piercing feels. this is the heavy artillery right here

ENJI I’M BEGGING YOU PLEASE STOP AND THINK FOR ONE MOMENT IN YOUR LIFE BEFORE DOING SOMETHING YOU’LL REGRET FOR THE REST OF ALL TIME. your child just told you that he still thinks beating All Might is the only thing you care about, and that he believes his existence is a mistake unless he finds some way of doing that for you. please stop for a moment to contemplate that and choose your next words with care and grace and oh who the hell am I kidding

-- OR WE COULD JUST BLAME REI

go on and blame everyone but yourself then!! that’s a great solution!! jesus christ man I know this is Endeavor at his literal worst but still this is fucking hard to watch

POOR BABY SHOUTO IS YELLING AT HIS DAD NOT TO HIT HIS MOMMY THIS LITTLE BRAVE BOY NEEDS SO MANY HUGS OH MY GOD

AND MEANWHILE THE OTHERS ARE HUDDLED IN THE NEXT ROOM TRYING NOT TO CRY AH FUCK

(ETA: Fuyu covering Natsu’s ears cuts RIGHT TO THE CORE OF ME. Horikoshi if you’re really not gonna get these kids some therapy then at least consider giving your readers some. what is this.)

you know it’s bad when you’re starting to think the part where the kid burns to death might actually be a less traumatic thing to cut to right now

holy shit, actual Rei thoughts

“I was the one who ultimately made that choice” well there we go, wonder if that’ll put that whole argument to bed at last. I doubt it, but you never know. actually who am I kidding it’s not gonna settle jack shit lol

oh thank god, they decided it was getting too intense and cut away back to the present to narrate this next (final?) part

get ready to cue up that Alicia Keys. THIS BOY IS ON FIREEEEEEE

yeah I think that’s one thing we can mostly all agree on. neither of them had any clue what the fuck they were doing pretty much at any point. though I will say that the hypocrisy of him being all “WHY DIDN’T YOU STOP HIM” followed by him IMMEDIATELY DOING THE EXACT SAME THING is a bit rich

(ETA: and he still has this problem, doesn’t he? he froze up when Ending snatched Natsuo, and again when Dabi was attacking Shouto. he’s so afraid of doing the wrong thing that he ends up not doing anything, which of course is exactly what led to Touya’s death. damn Enji I guess you’ve still got some additional character development to unlock.)

and of course neither of them could possibly have known how badly it was going to turn out. like, the consequences here were WAY disproportionate even for the shittiest of parenting. no one expects “I didn’t know how to talk to my son” to snowball into “my son burned to death and then somehow came back as a villain and murdered thirty people”

ohhhhhhhh fuck me

LITERALLY INCINERATED THE ENTIRE HILLSIDE. fuck. and I am so not ready for the scene of Enji finding the remains of his jawbone afterwards. at least we were spared anything super-graphic (for now at least)

I feel like the timeline here is off, btw?? wasn’t Touya’s death supposed to happen after Rei got hospitalized? this might be the first actual retcon of the entire flashback. although I think it makes more sense this way tbh

I do appreciate that ten years later Enji is finally reflecting on the fact that if he’d just given up his stupid obsession he could have stopped his family from crumbling apart. that probably sounds sarcastic as fuck, but it’s not. there are countless jerks out there who would have still managed to find a way to blame literally everyone and everything under the sun except for themselves. at least he finally figured out how to take responsibility, even if it came too late to stop his son from dying and being radicalized into a villain terrorist organization

and speaking of, it seems to me we’re missing a third and final part to this little tale of woe, and one which only Touya himself will be able to shed any light on. so we’ll see how that goes

oh man seeing the other kids blaming themselves even though none of it was their fault hits hard af. Rei wasn’t kidding when she said they’d been bearing that burden of guilt far longer than Enji

SHOUTO I SWEAR TO GOD IF THE NEXT PANEL IS YOU APOLOGIZING FOR BEING BORN, I WILL... WELL I’LL BE VERY SAD, I GUESS. SO DON’T DO IT

oh good he’s just being quiet. good. it absolutely is not your fault lil bean. it’s not theirs either, but feeling guilty about things that aren’t your fault is a time-honored shounen tradition

goddammit I braced myself for the angsty Shouto panel a page too early. gotta do it all over again now lol. okay here goes

;_;

well well well would you look at that

imagine that. talking things out with your child before they make a rash decision. looks like the Todorokis’ parenting skills are finally leveling up

OH MY GOD

holy shit. this is the most quintessential moment of father/son Todoroki bonding in the entire series. for me it even tops the “nice scar” scene lol. Enji sobbing at the fact that he still has a chance to set things right. and Shouto offering his hand in what is actually the most mature and selfless gesture I’ve ever seen, and being all “we’ll stop him together” to his dad who he hates, but also doesn’t really entirely hate anymore. and all of that is incredibly moving... BUT ALSO HE STILL REFUSES TO MAKE EYE CONTACT WITH HIM AND HE WOULD LIKE HIM TO STOP BEING SO FUCKING DRAMATIC ALREADY IF YOU DON’T MIND. “WHEN YOU’RE DONE CRYING...” fkjldsk

OH MY FUCKING LORD

(ETA: wouldn’t be a Todoroki drama fest if there wasn’t somebody listening in on the whole thing in secret just around the corner lmao.)

“you think we should have waited somewhere else?” “yeah, probably.” “are you feeling a lot of secondhand embarrassment too?” “god, you have no idea.” STFU HAWKS IT’S NOT EMBARASSING TO BE MOVED TO TEARS BY YOUR FAMILY ALL COMING TOGETHER IN YOUR DARKEST HOUR TO GIVE YOU HOPE THAT YOU PROBABLY DON’T DESERVE BUT ARE NONETHELESS INDESCRIBABLY GRATEFUL FOR

and anyway you chose these guys as your found family, bucko. too late to back out now. next time go get yourself adopted by the Iidas then

AND MEANWHILE NO WORD ON THE WHOLE “HOW DID A THIRTEEN-YEAR-OLD SURVIVE A FIRE THAT COVERED HIS BODY WITH HORRIFIC SCARS AND MELTED HIS JAW OFF, AND HOW DID HE SOMEHOW THEN MANAGE TO GO INTO HIDING FOR TEN WHOLE YEARS, AND WHAT HAPPENED IN THAT INTERIM TO CHANGE HIS GOAL FROM ‘SURPASS ALL MIGHT TO IMPRESS MY DAD’ TO ‘KILL ALL HEROES TO MAKE MY DAD SUFFER’.” as if we don’t know the answer to that. but still, would it kill Horikoshi to just confirm AFO’s involvement in all of this already. at this point it’s basically just a formality

so here’s hoping next week we’ll either get that, or more Hawks action, or (DARE I EVEN SUGGEST, I’M AFRAID TO JINX IT) finally cut back to Bakugou and Deku and All Might omg. either way I’m hyped

#bnha 302 #todoroki touya #dabi #todoroki enji #endeavor #todoroki rei #todoroki shouto #todoroki natsuo #todoroki fuyumi #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #my sincerest apologies for this absurdly long recap which is barely funny at all!#THERE WAS VERY LITTLE HUMOROUS CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER #congratulations horikoshi you win this round

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