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daughter-of-melpomene · 4 months

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1, 2, 8, 16, 17 + your Tav OCs?

Ahhhhhh, thank you so much for asking about my babies, Hannah!! Love youuu. <3

Why did you pick the race you did for your Tav?

The decisions were mostly just based on the races I knew I would most want to play as once I get the game, as well as which ones I thought would look best with their respective romance options (😅). With Raven, though, they started out as a self-insert character for me before taking on a personality of their own (and before I decided to use Rachel Zegler as Lucy Grey Baird for look inspiration, as you can probably tell by their Picrew), so that’s the main reason why they’re human. I also just think halflings are super cool and badass, and I thought a halfling ranger would be even cooler, which is why Nifara is one.

Why did you pick the class you did for your Tav?

Again, since Raven started out as a self-insert and I’ve always said my DnD character would be a bard if I ever made one, that’s why I chose the class I did (that and I think Wyll with a bard is kind of perfect in its own weird way). Amalal is a cleric because I thought someone of that class romancing Astarion would make for a really interesting dynamic - they both serve higher powers, after all, but in completely different ways. The same thing kind of applies to why I made Nisa a paladin; they and Halsin are both devoted to worship and serving their respective higher powers, but Nisa serving her patron and Halsin being devoted to nature are two very different things. Nifara is mainly a ranger just because I think they’re cool, but I also like the juxtaposition it creates with her and Gale, a wizard who’s spent his whole life in the city falling in love with someone who spends most of her time in the wilderness among animals. And Ellora really doesn’t have much of a reason for being a wizard, despite how I incorporated it into her backstory and made it part of her conflict with her family; I just wanted to make a wizard character, and I thought Karlach with one would be cool.

What deity, if any, does your character worship?

Now, see, they all have varying views on deities and religion in general. Nisa and Amalal both believe in and worship deities, of course, Amalal as a cleric of Eilistrae and Nisa with their Oath of Devotion to Ilmater, her patron. Nifara doesn’t believe in any deities but worships nature in a way that’s different from how Halsin does - she believes that nature is a living force, one that can’t always defend itself and so chooses certain people and gives them the mission to protect and preserve it, like she’s been chosen. Ellora was raised to believe in Corellon Larethian, but starts to question many of the things she was taught to value in her childhood after running away from her family, so she isn’t quite sure where she stands on religion anymore. Raven does believe that some deities exist, at least, because they know that certain people are granted magical blessings and curses from the gods so they think they’d be a fool not to believe, but they believe in them more as a fact, an inevitability, not out of any worship or fondness for them.

Which of the companions does your Tav trust most?

For Amalal and Ellora, it’s definitely Wyll; right off the bat they can both tell he’s a noble, good-hearted guy just trying his best to serve and protect people, and not only can Amalal, at least, relate to that, but they both like that in a person and so they trust him immediately. For Nifara, funnily enough, it’s Lae’zel - she knows Lae’zel is a brutal warrior who sees herself as above every other race, of course, but she also appreciates brutal honesty and amazing fighting skills and she knows how badly Lae’zel wants to get rid of the parasite, so that’s enough for her to trust her for at least until their adventure is finished (and then they become actual friends along the way). And for Nisa and Raven, it’s definitely Karlach - Nisa is incredibly happy to be around another tiefling and warrior, and Raven just loves how cheery Karlach is even when she’s committing violence, and how completely honest she is, since growing up on the streets didn’t exactly allow them to be around a lot of honest people.

Which of the companions does your Tav distrust most?

I think for Raven, Nisa, and Nifara, it’s definitely Astarion, at least at first; they both become friends with him eventually, but Nisa and Raven are both good at reading people and can tell he’s got some ulterior motives from the start, even if they’re not sure what they are (and it’s not as if that’s stops Nisa from sleeping with him), and Nifara has had some bad experiences with elves and finds most of them to be rude and entitled, so she just doesn’t like him right off the bat, even if she too winds up becoming friends with him. When it comes to Amalal, the answer is Shadowheart, purely on the basis of them both being clerics of such vastly different deities; he knows Shar is evil and so doesn’t fully trust anyone who worships her, and it takes a while for them to stop thinking Shadowheart is going to betray the party or try to attack him the first chance she gets. And for Ellora it’s Lae’zel, purely because she’s scared of this precise, cold Githyanki warrior who she knows could probably kill her with a few flicks of her hand. The fear doesn’t exactly go away fully, but eventually she does learn to trust Lae’zel and they strike up something of a very odd friendship.

bg3 tav questions!!

(Once again tagging @astarionbae and @endless-oc-creations; you guys can let me know if you want me to stop tagging you, I promise. 😅)

#asks about my ocs #oc: raven waters #oc: amalal quavein #oc: nifara reedwood #oc: nisa mournspire #oc: ellora keyvaris

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harrypotter-imaginess · 4 years

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Part 1 Here!

A/N: I’ve been writing this since March, and finally wrapped it up. Slightly NSFW, and apartment scene is inspired by Lore Olympus by Rachel S.

- You’ve been dating for 2 or 3 months.

- You do it basically every chance you get

- You moan as he pushes you up against the wall, trailing kisses down your neck, sucking at your collarbone

- “Dra-Draco please” you mumble into his shoulder

- “When do you have to be back at work?” He asks between kisses, piercing grey eyes peering into yours

- He never seems to lose his composure, not even during sex

- Which of course only makes you more flustered

- The first time, it had been fairly dark

- But over the past few months you’ve been with him so often you’ve got a very good idea of what his body looks like

- Toned arms, a firm outline on his abs, pale skin blooming with the hickeys you’ve left

- Not to even get started on that face

- No wonder you couldn’t keep your hands off of him

- He bites your collarbone and you yelp, only to be met with a raised eyebrow in return

- You feel your face grow hot, you were so busy admiring him, you forgot to answer his question

- “H-half an hour I think” you mumble.

- He frowns, that’s not as much time as he’d like

- “I guess you’re going to be late” he mumbles against your skin, his hand making quick work of your blouse

- You’ve got this glow, and everyone has noticed

- “Hey! Took a long lunch today?”

- You feel your face growing warm, your hand moving over the new hickey forming on your neck

- “Just lost track of time” you say with a laugh

- You haven’t told anyone at work about you and Draco because of his popularity in your office

- “Hey (Y/N)! Come over and look! The hot guys walking by our office again!”

- Draco’s got a scowl on his face, thin, pale eyebrows practically pressed together. His eyes hold a fierce glare.

- God, you haven’t seen that expression on him in months

- You had completely forgotten that you both hated each other at first

- You catch a glimpse of his soft, pale hair, falling against his eyes. A gloved hand moves to push it aside.

- A hand that had been somewhere rather intimate only a handful of minutes ago.

- Draco’s never been happier in his entire life

- Even his employees have noticed

- “Is it just me, or does Mr. Malfoy seem more chill than usual?”

- “Yesterday That part timer, Natalia, spilled coffee all over his coat. He didn’t even blink, just said ‘these things happen’, usually he’d sack her on the spot!”

- “Maybe he finally got laid”

- They both laugh at that, while Reginald is practically sweating buckets at his desk behind them

- Little do they know they’re spot on.

- Ever since Draco started seeing you, he’s constantly come to Reginald for advice on “navigating the muggle world”

- “The traps of the muggle world are terrifying” Draco had said with a shiver. “Y’know she wanted me to use one of these?”

- Draco pulls out a condom

- “I mean what even is this? A sweet? It tastes just like plastic”

- Reginald’s not sure what’s more embarrassing, that his boss tried to eat a condom, or that he had to spend an hour and half explaining what a condom was to him, and how to use one.

- “So you can shag as much as you want with these, and nothing happens?” Draco says with a face of sheer amazement.

- Reginald has to remind himself to be empathetic. He’s lucky his parents are muggles, and generally very open minded.

- It’s not surprising Draco doesn’t know anything. The wizard world’s typical propaganda encourages procreation to increase the wizard population.

- The truly desperate can drink a potion or cast a charm, but Reginald’s sure something of that sort is never discussed in pureblood familys.

- “Muggles are pretty brilliant aren’t they?” Draco’s staring at the small plastic square in his palm, with true wonder.

- Reginald can’t help but smile, he looks like a kid that just discovered sweets

- “They are”

- Draco’s feeling pretty good, he’s got your favorite take out in one hand, flowers in the other, and a smile on his face

- He’s got someone he loves, he knows what condoms are, he’s on top of the world

- “Draco, how come I’ve never been to your place?”

- Happiness is fleeting, and reality is a lie

- He’s just set down the take out on your dining table, watching you sitting on the edge of the sofa

- You’re only a few feet away from him, but you feel an ocean away

- Well, he can hardly tell you that he still lives with his parents and that they despise Muggles and would probably curse you before you could even make a sound

- His mouth opens, brain scrambling to find an excuse

- He’s going to go with “he lives at his parents estate” when he actually looks at you

- You’re not looking to him, waiting for an explanation. You’re looking at your hands, eyebrows creased together and teeth nibbling into the flesh of your lip.

- He places a hand under your chin, nudging your face to look up at him.

- “Is that really what you’re worried about?”

- It’s not

- You were too much of a coward, and chickened out asking him your initial question

- You hadn’t thought of it before today, when all the women in your office crowded around the window to look at him

- He must have women throwing themselves at his feet

- You were together so often, you doubted he had the time to have anyone else.

- But you never had dates at his place, always yours

- In fact, you had never visited his place

- He could have an entirely different life than what you imagined, and this relationship, the blossoming feelings inside of you could just be in your head.

- Well, you’re only half right. Draco does have a whole other life, but not like you think

- “It’s just- what are we?” Biting on your lip, mustering up every ounce of courage you have you add “...are we dating?”

- Or are you both just f*cking

- He’s taken aback that this is what you want to ask, and honestly he’s a bit annoyed

- In his mind he’s already given up so many things to be here with you now

- His pride, his family, his heritage, he’s even ready to give up magic if it comes to it

- It’s all so obvious to him, that he doesn’t realize it’s all in his mind, he hasn’t conveyed any of this to you

- A softer expression moves across his face, as he takes you in, your gaze lingering on your hands.

- Of course you’re confused

- He kneels beside you on the ground, his fingers wrapping around your hand

- “Of course we’re dating, you’re my (girlfriend/boyfriend), my lover, my significant other, my partner” each title is pronounced by a soft kiss on your knuckles. He peers up at you through his eyelashes, taking in your flushed face

- You’re his entire future

- “How do you feel about me?” He asks, his breath held in his throat as he watches you carefully

- He’s only now realizing that much of your relationship has existed in his mind

- The thought that perhaps you don’t see your relationship as anything long term only occurs after the words leave his mouth.

- You’re flushed hiding your face in your large sweater

- It’s hard for you to be honest with your wants and needs, especially in relationships

- “I want you to be my boyfriend” you mumble, and he squeezes your hand

- The words take courage you didn’t know you had, but Draco’s grin is worth it.

- He places kisses on your hand, then your face, and finally your lips. You feel his smile, and can’t help but smile as well.

- Then his kisses trail to your neck

- “Draco... the food will get cold...” you murmur, but your hand creeps under his shirt.

- “It’s fine,” he mumbles against your neck. “Gives me an excuse to invite you to my place for a proper meal next time”

- Cue to the next day, with Draco sitting across from his mother in their home. She’s flipping through a book with her wand.

- “I want a flat!” He practically shrieks out, Narcissa doesn’t even look up

- “To own, or rent?”

- Crap. He didn’t think this far ahead, he didn’t really think the words would actually come out. But he promised you a date at his place, and he can’t exactly bring you to the manor now can he?

- Besides, possible hexes and curses aside, his parents being here would definitely kill the mood

- “Rent, I guess. It’s just hard commuting to the office from home.”

- He half expects his mother to tell him to quit then, not like he needs the salary anyway. They have plenty of money.

- But instead, she says:

- “Fine, I’ll tell your father to contact our real estate connection.”

- Draco lets out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, about ready to walk away, his mother looks up from her book for the first time

- “And Draco,” He meets her gaze, stopping midway from exiting “do bring them home sometime.”

- He’s attempting to play dumb when his mother adds

- “And make sure to cover up the marks on your neck before you see your Father. You know how he is.”

- Draco just nods, feeling the heat creep into his face.

- Apartment hunting is surprisingly stressful. Partially because of how little he understands the muggle world.

- “This is the electrical closet, it stays locked.”

- Muggles. Don’t they realize he can just use a quick ‘alohomora’ to open it.

- When the realtor isn’t looking, he opens it, takes in the air conditioning unit and the wires, and promptly closes it again

- The muggle world is truly terrifying

- He ends up choosing a flat a few streets away from yours, in a posh upscale building. Naturally he lives in the penthouse.

- He considered moving into the same building, but decides against it

- He has to remind himself that even though he plans on marrying you, he has to play it cool.

- From your perspective you’re a new couple that’s still falling in love

- He hates his apartment, he doesn’t understand how anything works, he has to cook all his meals himself, and he didn’t realize how much cleaning went into living without servants

- He has a newfound respect for house elves as he scrubs pasta sauce off of the ceiling

- In addition, none of the appliances in this place are enchanted, which means he has to actually use his hands to turn on the water or open the refrigerator

- He hates it

- “Wow, I considered this building too, but it was pretty expensive” you say as he helps you out of your coat

- You wonder if the reason he never invited you over was because he was trying to hide the fact that he came from money

- Not like it was a secret, what with the clothes and the restaurants he took you to, he was either rich or close to bankruptcy

- Draco’s just hoping you haven’t figured out he only moved in a week ago

- Thankfully the red sauce stains on the ceiling and Draco’s inability to clean very well thoroughly mislead you into believing this is a well lived in apartment

- Your eyes twinkle as you take in the incredible view from the large panel window in his living room

- “The views absolutely bewitching” you murmur with a smile, enchanted as you gaze at the twinkling lights of London

- He watches you, watching the lights. You look like you’re almost glowing, your form wrapped by the scenery

- “You’re the one that’s bewitching” he murmurs, watching your grin

- Well he can manage for a bit longer

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moonbeambucky · 4 years

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Hey Neighbor (Part 8)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Word Count: 4650 Warnings: fluff, light angst

Summary: You had a plan and then life came along with one of its own. With your future almost derailed you worked hard to get yourself back on track and finally everything seemed to be going right… that is, until your new neighbor moved in.

A/N: A huge thank you to my wonderful beta Sam @buckyofthemyscira Feedback is always appreciated!

PART 7 | HEY NEIGHBOR MASTERLIST

Walking out through the automatic doors of Metro-General you were hit with a gust of wind so strong you had to adjust the scarf you had wrapped around your neck to make the fabric feel cozier. In your pocket you feel your phone having a near seizure as it vibrates, alerting you of all the messages you received during the day coming in all at once thanks to the lack of service on the eighth floor.

That’s where you spend most of your time, in the social work department sitting in a small cubicle with yellow fluorescent lighting hanging above and a drafty window that whistles as the wind blows. So far most of your work has been shadowing Elena as she is called down for consultations. When asked, you’ve given appropriate suggestions on what services would best suit the patients but you aren’t yet familiar with enough of them.

It was slow today, which was surprising for a Saturday she mentioned, so most of your time was spent researching the organizations within your reach and learning about the different services they provide. Staring at a screen all day made your eyes nearly close a few times but you survived. On your way home you read through all the messages received.

Ever since your celebratory get together everyone became friendlier with each other and started a group chat, declaring that on weekends you should all meet up and go to different bars.

Not everyone could always make it. Sam was usually working much to Wanda’s dismay, and another time Natasha was preparing for a large trial and needed every minute to work on her case. Bucky would show up about half the time, and you never asked why he couldn’t make it, assuming he had plans to hook up with someone whenever he wasn’t with you guys.

He still had women over on most nights. They weren’t as loud as before but you could hear them, panting his name like a sensual prayer as you scurried across your apartment to the bathroom. If he wasn’t finished by the time you were back in bed you put on your trusty headphones and hoped to fall back asleep.

When you finally exited the subway you replied back to the texts declining tonight’s invitation. You were honestly ready for a nap and even if you took one you doubt it would give you enough energy to stay up later.

A slew of sad faces sent by Steve made you feel a little guilty. He really wanted you to come out with him, especially since he started socializing again but you really needed this night off.

You: I promise I will do my absolute best to come out next weekend

Wanda: You better! Oh and we still have to talk costumes!

Halloween weekend was soon approaching and you knew you couldn’t miss that no matter how tired you were but tonight you were ready to crash.

Your heels were kicked off immediately, makeup barely wiped away as you changed into pumpkin pajama bottoms. Unhooking your bra felt heavenly and you tossed it aside, having it land somewhere in the vicinity of your living room. You slipped on a tank top and threw a comfy sweatshirt over that before plopping onto your bed and under the covers.

With your head on the pillow you stared at the phone cradled in your hand, holding it on the adjacent pillow. You weren’t actually trying to pay attention to the show you put on, just wanting something to fill the void of silence and within a few minutes you were asleep.

It was pitch black when your eyes opened. You searched for your phone on your bed, hands skimming across the mattress but you couldn’t find it. The smarter thing to do would be to turn on the lamp on your nightstand which you finally did. Your phone had fallen to the floor and upon picking it up you saw the time. It wasn’t that late, only nine-something. You could still go out and meet up with everyone but you chose not to. You were still kind of tired and now very hungry. Too lazy to make something you ordered pizza.

Hocus Pocus played in the background as you waited for your food; and finally looking at yourself in the bathroom mirror you fixed your half-assed attempt at makeup removal from before. Feeling more energized you straightened up your tossed clothes while absentmindedly singing along.

“I put a spell on you and now you’re gone, gone, gone so long. I put a spell on you and it was strong, so strong, so strong, so strong.”

You bounced around your apartment continuing to sing while tidying up. You were so excited for the prospect of pizza you practically ran to your door when there was a knock, opening it without looking through the peephole.

Instead of the pizza there was Bucky, arms crossed with a beaming smile. “Hey neighbor.”

You were surprised to see him, wondering why he would be knocking at your door and not out like you thought he would be. He also declined meeting up with everyone tonight so you assumed he had plans of his own.

“H-hey, what’re you doing here Bucky?”

His arms fell to his sides. “Oh nothing, just wanted to say thank you.”

Your face scrunched with confusion, trying to think of what reason he might need to thank you but just then Bucky answered the question you hadn’t asked.

“For the show. I put a spell on yooooou,” he mimicked, swirling his arms across his chest performatively.

“Oh no, you heard me!?”

You hid your face in your hands as Bucky chuckled, “Thin walls, remember?”

Peeking through your fingers you saw the genuine smile stretched across Bucky’s face. He may have been teasing but he wasn’t laughing at you. Thankfully he hadn’t heard anything worse, because if there was a real Disney marathon on he might have been the one putting on his headphones to block out the high notes you strained to reach in “Let It Go.”

“Yes, yes, I remember,” you smirk back at him. “So, you headed out?”

His head shook before he answered. “No, staying in tonight. I was up all night composing; it threw my whole day off.”

“Oh yeah, how’s that goi– ” The loud buzzing of your doorbell made you jump. That was the pizza. “Hang on a sec.”

You stepped back into your apartment to press the bell for the front door, telling Bucky he might as well step inside as you went to get your wallet.

“Are you hungry? I got pizza from Antonio’s. Have you tried them before?”

He thought about it and shook his head.

“Well sit down then and we can cross it off our list.” You smiled, turning around as you heard the muffled ding of the elevator from down the hall and waited at your front door for the delivery.

Bucky didn’t plan on spending his evening with you but he certainly didn’t mind the sudden change. He excused himself to go back to his apartment and turn off his lights. While there he cancelled plans with a girl named Rachel who would have been over sometime after midnight. She was cute but he really wasn’t feeling anything and truthfully between the lack of sleep he doesn’t have the energy to entertain her.

When Bucky came back you had the pizza set up on the table beside some plates and napkins. “Not sure what you wanted to drink,” you stated, opening your fridge and letting him choose what he wanted.

Together you settled down on your couch, with Bucky holding onto the beer as you raced up again to grab a coaster. He chuckled to himself as you bounced back beside him, taking a sip of the soda that you splashed with a little rum.

“See, it’s like I went out tonight,” you chuckled, raising your glass.

As Hocus Pocus ended you let him flip through the channels to find something to watch. There was an abundance of Halloween movies on and Bucky gasped when he found the perfect one.

“You’ve seen Psycho, right?” He smiled when you nodded. “Okay, but you haven’t seen it with me so you’re really in for a treat.”

Bucky sat up straighter, excited for the start of one of his favorite movies. It took less than ten seconds for him to start breaking things down to you, and not in a pretentious way you’ve been accustomed to by men before. Though you didn’t know Bucky for that long you could immediately see a change in him. His eyes lit up, filled with wonder as he began to describe the score.

“Right away we’re hit with unnerving music playing over the opening title sequence, with the text literally being dissected. It’s audiovisual foreshadowing in its most beautiful form. It really sets the tone for the film.”

All throughout the film Bucky would interject facts that you loved to hear, especially since every word was laced with passion.

“Have you noticed something?”

“I’m not sure what I’m supposed to be noticing,” you said, smiling at him while grabbing another slice.

“The score. It’s all strings. It’s beautiful. You know piano might be my favorite to play but strings…” he sighed happily, “Those are my favorite to compose.”

As the movie continued you couldn’t help but glance over at Bucky, watching the way he would sometimes shut his eyes and listen to the score alone, his mouth tugging his lips into a content smile as he appreciated the music.

When the infamous shower scene came on Bucky tapped your arm, practically scrambling to talk about the score again.

“Herrmann designed the score in a way where the shrill notes of the strings represent the blade stabbing Marion even though you don’t see it. That’s the power of music.”

Bucky turned to the screen to watch the score play out over the scene and when it was over he suddenly remembered he was with you in your apartment and not back in college where his rants on music analysis were welcome.

“I’m so sorry Y/N, you probably just wanted to watch the movie and I’m ruining it because I can’t shut my damn mouth.” Fingers ran through his long hair as Bucky let out a stressful sigh.

“No, Bucky it’s okay really. I liked learning about that, it’s not something I ever really thought of before.” Your smile washed away his worries and Bucky thanked you for letting him ramble on.

When the movie ended you and Bucky continued to lounge on your couch, finding another one to watch. Feeling a chill run down your back you grabbed the fuzzy blanket and draped it across yourself, extending the material to Bucky in case he was also cold. With the comfort of the blanket and pizza filling your sated stomachs, neither you or Bucky realized you had ended your evening by falling asleep.

You awake with a groan, reaching your hand up to your neck as it stretches uncomfortably. Blinking your eyes a few times you noticed you weren’t in bed and your couch didn’t feel normal. Sitting up and stretching you finally cocked your head and realized why; you weren’t sleeping on a cushion.

Bucky was asleep on your couch in a half sitting up, half laying down, one-hundred percent uncomfortable position. It wasn’t unusual to have a man sleeping on your couch as Steve had crashed there in the past, and occasionally you had fallen asleep on him but Bucky was not Steve. Yet somehow it didn’t seem as awkward as it should have been. Maybe it was the way Bucky bared his musical heart last night but you felt like you understood him on a new level.

Quietly you got up from the couch, gently placing cups and dishes in the sink making sure they didn’t make a sound. You threw away whatever garbage was lying around, setting the pizza box aside and then finally made your way to the bathroom. You forgot to lock the door and hoped he wouldn’t wake up. Sleeping on Bucky was one thing but you’re not ready for him to burst through the door as you’re peeing.

“Shit. Did I fall asleep here?” Bucky rasped as he woke up not long after.

“Yeah it’s alright. How’s your neck?” you asked just as his face scrunched together while stretching.

“Not the best.” Bucky looked around, seeing your bed covers thrown in the same position he recalled from the night before. “D-did you sleep here too? I mean on the couch, I know this is your place,” he chuckled somewhat nervously.

“Yeah, sorry if your arm’s a little numb. I think I slept on it.” You grimaced as he shook the pins and needles feeling away.

“I feel terrible imposing like this. Let me make it up to you. Breakfast at my place? I make the best omelettes. Five stars, I promise.”

His head tilted down to reveal big, blue eyes that begged for forgiveness. You couldn’t say no if you tried.

“Sounds good Bucky.”

You agreed to come over in a half hour as Bucky wanted to take a shower to really wake himself up first. As the warm water sprayed against his aching muscles he frowned, wondering why he was upset at the momentary loss of your scent surrounding him. This was… weird and Bucky decided not to give it further thought, figuring it comes with the territory of having new friends.

Sunday’s were the only day you had for yourself; no work, no internship, just a full day you could spend however you wanted. Breakfast with Bucky was worth spending some of that time on. Not only were his omelettes as delicious as he said they would be but you really enjoyed his company, even after spending most of the night together.

“Steve you look amazing!”

You beamed as he walked into your apartment, twirling around slowly so you could get a good look at his Robin Hood costume. He set his bow down on your table, asking to help adjust the straps of his quiver containing his plastic arrows.

“So you think you’ll find your Maid Marian tonight?” you smirked, adjusting the hood attached to his green tunic.

Steve chuckled under his breath, ignoring you and quickly changing the topic. “You look heavenly,” he said teasingly.

You raised your palm, belting out an angelic sound as you looked up towards the large silver halo hanging above your head. For your Halloween costume you were going as an angel, wearing a long pleated white dress adorned with a sequined straps and feathery white wings that stuck out a few inches past your shoulders.

“My feet are going to kill me,” you stated, slipping into a pair of glittery platform pumps you haven’t worn since attending your friend Nakia’s wedding last year. “But it’ll be worth it.”

Wanda was dressing up as a devil, probably perfecting her scarlet lips as you speak. She was going to meet up directly at the bar along with Sam who would be coming straight from work. Clint and Natasha would be traveling with you and Steve, and Bucky… well he didn’t exactly RSVP for tonight’s hang out. He said he would try to be there and you hoped he would. It’s been a while since the whole group was together and you missed the fun of that dynamic.

A knock on your door had you clacking your heels against the wood floor as you stride across the room. Steve cocks his head at the immediate burst of laughter he heard.

“S-Steve...”

You’re barely able to get his name out as you walk further into your apartment, face tight with laughter and then he sees it... Clint’s costume. Steve’s head tips backwards immediately with laughter as his hand goes to his chest, unable to contain the sight in front of him.

Clint was dressed, or rather undressed as Princess Leia in her prisoner outfit. A green bra adorned with golden accents stretched across his pale chest and the skirt was cut high on his legs, revealing they had not seen the sun in years, or maybe ever. He wore cowboy boots to complete his look, twirling the gold chain that hung from the choker around his neck, grinning widely at Steve who could not catch his breath.

Natasha strode in behind him as the sexiest Han Solo you’ve ever seen in a simple white shirt and black vest, knee high boots over slim blue pants. They looked amazing together but Clint obviously won between the two.

Locking up you looked over towards Bucky’s door, debating for a moment to knock and see if he would come out. You hadn’t heard much noise through the wall so you let it go and headed towards the elevators with everyone.

“Wanda! What the fuck?!”

You stared at your best friend wearing a costume that was not what you had planned.

“Didn’t you get my text?” She tucked a freshly colored strand of hair behind her ears, a deep cherry red that make the white hat bearing the red nursing cross symbol of her costume stand out even more.

You shrugged off your bag to grab your phone and check, muttering under your breath how mad you would be at yourself if you missed her text.

“Wait, stop.” Wanda halted your actions as you held your phone. “I didn’t text you. I’m so sorry Y/N. I didn’t want you to be mad at me but I really wanted to go as a nurse.”

“Wan, I wouldn’t have been mad.”

“It’s just that Sam is coming from work and I thought it would be cute… to match him.” She tried to hide the blush that dusted her cheeks.

You teased her a bit more, asking if she and Sam are gonna actually do something other than flirt with each other.

“Well, maybe tonight we can change that.” She smiled, with a hopeful twinkle in her eye.

“I hope so. Sam would be a total ass if he didn’t make a move, just sayin’”

“Speaking of asses, Clint’s is hanging out!” She pointed towards him laughing, “I cannot believe he wore that!”

The night was fun as you danced and drank with the girls. Sam arrived later than you expected but Wanda lit up like a Christmas tree. He wore blue scrubs (a fresh pair thankfully as he began to describe a trauma that came in earlier) and he was equally surprised to see her costume.

“If you came in lookin’ like that we would have had to put a lot of people on life support!”

Wanda and Sam went to get a drink together leaving you and Natasha alone to dance. Clint was sitting in a booth and you scanned the room for Steve who you thought was with him.

“Oh my god!”

You turned Natasha around, to point at Steve in the corner talking to a beautiful Daenerys Targaryen. You had seen a few of them tonight already, some wearing the blue and gold dress from Qarth and another as Daenerys if she were a White Walker, but this one caught your eye.

She was shorter than Steve but stood tall holding her shoulders back. There was something regal about her and not just because she was dressed as the Mother of Dragons determined to finally set sail to Westeros. You couldn’t hear their conversation but you could tell that Steve was hooked on every word, captivated by the way she spoke, watching him look to the floor with embarrassment after she flashed her smile at him.

A woman with short blonde hair dressed as Cersei Lannister came up to them, handing Daenerys, who was obviously her friend, a drink. Steve politely introduced himself, though it was clear he only had eyes for his Khaleesi.

“What’re we looking at?”

The hot breath of a voice tickled your bare shoulders and you turned ever so slightly to find Bucky’s face right beside you.

“You made it!” you exclaimed, wrapping your arms around Bucky for a hug and he was careful of your wings as he returned the gesture.

“Hey neighbor, or uh neighbors,” he laughed at himself greeting Natasha. “Why are you staring at Steve?”

“‘Cause I think he’s actually flirting with someone for the first time in over a year!”

Bucky smiled as he saw how happy you were for Steve. You had a big heart and it was one of the reasons Bucky really liked you– your friendship, he corrected his inner thoughts.

Natasha walked back to sit beside Clint leaving you and Bucky together. You finally take a look at his costume; a black leather jacket and white t-shirt, cuffed jeans and high top Converse sneakers. His hair was slicked back and pulled into a bun, not the right length to really style as Danny Zuko but everything else made it obvious.

You followed him as he went to the bar to get a drink and got yourself another. He raised his voice over the loud music, “So how many people have asked if it hurt when you fell from Heaven?”

“Surprisingly not too many. But someone did grab my hand and said they were ‘touched by an angel.’”

Bucky scowled. “Who grabbed you?” He started looking around the bar, flaring his nostrils as he scanned the room, as if he would magically be able to tell.

You placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him. “It’s okay, Steve and Clint took care of it. I think Clint scared the guy more to be honest.”

A smile cracked on Bucky’s face again. “He’s pretty brave. You wouldn’t catch me in that.”

“No you look like more of a Luke to me, like literally you kind of look like a young Mark Hamill.” You smiled as Bucky laughed, protesting your claim. “No it’s true. If your hair was shorter I could totally see you pull off an awesome Luke Skywalker.”

“Cut my hair? Hmm, I don’t think so.” He shook his head quickly.

The two of you went to the table with Natasha and Clint and the four of you were soon joined by Steve, whose eyes might as well have been in the shape of hearts by the expression he couldn’t shake.

“What’s her name?” Clint cooed, leaning his elbows on the table and resting his hands under his chin.

A deep smile spread across Steve’s face as he slouched into the chair, his body becoming jelly at the sound of her name leaving his lips. “Peggy. Peggy Carter. Agent Carter actually.”

Peggy was a British Intelligence Agent who worked at the Consulate in New York. Steve looked over her contact information on his phone and even though she was a few feet away from him he couldn’t wait to see her again. He had taken enough of her time away from her friends, Carol, the Cersei who he just met, and the group they were supposed to have joined though Steve and Peggy’s extended conversation kept her occupied.

“Those might as well be Cupid’s arrows huh, Robin Hood!” you teased.

Natasha smirked, “Speaking of Cupid…” She directed everyone’s attention to Sam and Wanda having a full on makeout session in the middle of the dance floor.

Clint roared loudly at them which they may not have heard over the music, but either way it didn’t seem like anything would stop their lips from separating, even the need for air. At least Sam was a doctor, he’ll know what to do.

Everyone seemed to break up into groups. Sam and Wanda were still inseparable, Clint was with Natasha posing for pictures, Steve met up with Peggy again and you couldn’t be mad about that, which left you and Bucky alone.

It was nice to catch up with him again. Between developing programs for The September Foundation and interning at the hospital and Bucky working to meet a deadline you hadn’t seen much of each other in the last week.

“Must be fun though,” he commented, while discussing your new duties at Stark Industries.

“Maybe it would be if I wasn’t so intimidated,” you half-joked, laughing before you took a sip of your drink. “I’m surrounded by– ”

“Buuuccckkkkyyyyy!”

The familiar sound of a woman whining his name interrupted you. A creepy tingle ran down your spine as you remembered where you’ve heard that exact whine before– through the walls.

A redhead wearing hardly anything runs up to Bucky and clearly they have been well acquainted before. She ignores your presence completely as she wraps her arms around him for a hug, pulling him away from you. In doing so you missed the uncomfortable look on Bucky’s face.

“Dot. I didn’t know you would be here.”

“Same. If you told me we coulda matched Buck. I’d be the Sandy to your Danny.” She lifted her chest, pushing her breasts out even more than they already were.

“And what are you supposed to be?” Bucky wondered out loud, looking up and down at the lingerie she was wearing.

Dot scoffed. “I’m the witch from Hocus Pocus.”

Bucky sort of saw it; the purple lace up corset and sheer skirt, cut specifically to show more skin, with the lacy green robe. Her red curls were sort of shaped into Winifred Sanderson’s similar hairstyle but Dot specifically let a few tresses fall beside her face.

“I put a spell on you and now you’re mine!”

She sang every note off key and Bucky tried to stop his face from looking like he was going to throw up. It was nothing like the way you sounded that night you were singing carefree in your apartment. Bucky turned around to plead with you and help him get rid of this girl but you were nowhere to be found.

With Bucky’s attention clearly taken you decided to get another drink and there you ran into Bruce. You knew him from work as one of Tony Stark’s top scientists. You had run into during the R&D meetings you attended with Maria but tonight he looked great as Doc Brown from Back to the Future.

“Some of us science bros wanted to dress up accordingly,” he chuckled softly, pointing out his friends dressed as other famous fictional scientists, Dr. Frankenstein and a mashup of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde.

“That’s amazing!” you laughed, beaming a wide smile that caught Bucky’s attention from across the bar.

You looked really happy while talking to that guy and Bucky didn’t want to interrupt. Just like Steve, he knew you hadn’t given yourself much time in the past to meet someone so if this was your night to get lucky he didn’t want to take that away from you, even if he would much prefer to continue hanging out. Dot grinded against him and Bucky let her, leaving shortly after as she made some bad comment about “riding his broom.”

After speaking with Bruce you caught up with everyone who seemed ready to go home.

“Where’s Bucky?” you asked, looking around for him.

“I think he left with some girl,” Sam said, half paying attention, giggling as Wanda wiped some of her lipstick off of him.

“Oh,” you said, deflated.

Walking out of the bar you draped your jacket across your shoulders and protruding wings, wondering why you felt so hurt that Bucky hadn’t said goodbye. It was rude but you don’t know what you expected.

Before you even knew Bucky you knew this is what he was like, sleeping with half of New York so you shouldn’t be surprised. Yet when you got home, just before getting into bed you stared silently at the wall you shared, feeling a single tear slip down your cheek.

PART 9

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes series

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doodlestab · 4 years

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Hey! I just now saw that video that you posted! Who is who?

This is an evil question to ask me because it enables me to talk about my OCs. Not evil to me but evil to everybody who follows me because I can’t resist. (^:<

I’ll slap this all behind a read more because it’s pretty long.

I’ll go in order of who’s seen first.

So starting with these three, from left to right, are Rachel, Gary, and Bonnie. Rachel and Gary come from an underground city, and Bonnie is a vampire who’s a few hundred years old at this point, though she was bitten younger in her life.

Bonnie hangs out in a run down castle, Gary tends to go to said castle to escape his life back in town, and Rachel likes to follow Gary everywhere. So they’re all friends, to an extent!

This guy’s name is Holly. He should be holding a microphone in this shot but I haven’t gotten around to drawing it yet. That’s why his hand is like that.

He’s not a human. It’s sort of hard to describe him, alongside the others that look like him, because they aren’t human, nor are they aliens or anything of the sort. Well, not extraterrestrials, at least. I just call them mimes (even though they really aren’t). He among the others is a personification of color. He is aqua. All of his friends are different colors, too. Though there’s only about 15 of them in my story, theoretically there would be as many of these guys as there are colors that exist.

Anyways, he’s a sneaky, rather flamboyant sob who nobody can ever pin down whether he is good or bad. In the video’s case, bad. The reason Rachel, Gary, and Bonnie do not immediately kick into fight or flight is because they don’t know Holly to be bad up until this point.

He and all of the other colors have their own monster form as well, and this is his. They are usually based off of insects, clowns, jesters, mannequins, etc. He is the smallest of the monsters, measuring probably somewhere around 7 feet tall.

These are a bunch, but not all, of his friends. In order from left to right is Uppsulka, Rede, TyV, Twiddle Niddle, Caela, and Atrox.

Uppsulka is usually stoic and calm, but she can be a little quirky and sassy sometimes too. Her smile on her monster form is deceiving; Usually she’s pretty blank-faced:

She’s also a prime example of something that the mimes can do, which is taking over a dead body as a host to appear more human. Every mime has their bug-like stick limbs and their tube torsos, but some choose to take on a host to fit in a little more.

Rede is a crotchety, extremely near-sighted punk who really doesn’t like people very much. On the inside he’s pretty smart and logical, but on the outside he tends to talk like a middle school bully.

He is essentially blind, and can only really see things an inch or two from his face. Because of this, he’s almost always seen squinting.

TyV is a silly, literature-hungry dork who likes spending a majority of his time reading every book he comes across. He uses a lot of big and fancy words, but never really pronounces any of them right.

When he manifested as a physical being, one of the very first things he did was accidentally get a TV stuck over his head while trying to gut it from the inside out. He sort of just lives with it, and uses the screen to express his emotions for him.

Twiddle Niddle is essentially what you could consider an old cartoon villain-- the kind that’s always seen twiddling their mustache, tying someone to a railroad, or holding a big black bomb-- that kind of guy.

He’s kind of an asshole, but he uses funny words and phrases nobody can understand so oftentimes he’s seen as the useless clown of the group because nobody can take him seriously.

Caela is a peppy and rather manic gal who’s like, totally into drills or whatever. She’s pretty obsessed with human culture, and actively tries to engage in normal human activities, even if she doesn’t understand them.

She’s rather self-centered, and often times puts herself before others, even her closest friends.

Atrox is a very fickle, very dramatic guy who often finds himself-- or rather makes himself-- a “gallant in distress” in many situations. He’s extremely picky about his preferences, and never uses his monster form. None of his friends know why, nor does he ever shed any light on the matter.

There’s others, of course, but nobody else that’s prominent in the video.

I know I only gave brief descriptions of them all, but thank you anyways for asking because it’s so fun to talk about them :3.

#long post #I should maybe start tagging these posts #so many people are sending me asks about colorquest all the sudden #its kind of awesome #i've had these ocs for years and years but i've only recently picked them back up again #colorquest

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hopevalley · 3 years

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Season 8, Episode 5: What the Heart Wants

I was going to try to follow my scene-by-scene format for the entire season, but I’ve been getting a lot of migraines recently, presumably from staring at the computer too long, so I don’t want to spend all morning working on typing up the play-by-play for this episode.

Also, for what it’s worth I think this episode lends itself to plot discussion better than some of the previous episodes...at least in some sense.

And as another head’s up, it’s back to being critical for me. ;P

Storylines:

School Ends/Graduation/Parent-Teacher Conferences

The Dress Shop/Rachel

Postal Service, Ned

Bill’s Uniform, Nathan’s Vacation

Carson and Faith

Henry

Elizabeth and Lucas

Clara’s Dilemma

School Ends/Graduation/Parent-Teacher Conferences

This plot felt a little scattered, but for once it wasn’t the kind of storyline they foisted too much drama upon. After years of every single function possible being besieged by bullshittery, it’s a relief to see one go off without a real hitch.

The beginning scene with Robert hugging Elizabeth was sweet. I enjoyed the Canfields immensely and am intrigued by Angela’s role in the story long-term (PLEASE let her befriend Allie!). Nathan...eh, I have thoughts—but I’ll talk about that a bit soon. The actual ceremony was cute and kind of fun with the kids singing.

Neat Thing I Noticed:

Continuity? Cat Montgomery is still listed as Emily’s mother. ♥♥♥ I don’t know why but this made me really happy???

Complaint Corner:

Parent-teacher conferences should have been in this show from a much earlier point, and so should graduation have been. If there was a point to this celebration (the first year in a while anyone was old enough to graduate) that would have been a nice touch, too. It just managed to feel sliiiightly out of place.

I’ll forgive the “everyone in town goes to the graduation” thing because this is 1918...something like this would be a whole-town affair IMO. Invite everyone and have a nice get-together/party, probably on a Sunday afternoon after church but Hope Valley does whatever it wants, so...eh.

The threat of merging Hope Valley with other schools doesn’t fit in this scenario and it feels like they ripped it directly out of Tales from Avonlea which was almost rage-inducing to me.

Look, school mergers happened a lot in the early 1900s, especially around the WWI mark, but it wouldn’t be hitting a rural western town just yet. They don’t have any way of getting these kids to other towns for schooling. Where would the next closest school be? It would have to be pretty large and modern to merge multiple schools together.

*Adjusts nerd glasses* This felt forced and completely unnecessary. If anything this guy could be telling Elizabeth that they’re working on building a modern school somewhat close by, and could even have her involved in some decision-making regarding layout. Then they could bring in a “merger” storyline next season without it feeling out of place.

It mostly just felt dramatic for the hell of it, and it was boring, as was this man’s threat that Elizabeth had no right to teach a blind student. As if they’d accept Angela at a better school? As if her parents could afford top tier education for her? PLEASE.

Now it’s time for Nathan. The man chose to go fishing instead of to the parent-teacher conference? It makes him look like a tool. This isn’t about him or about Elizabeth; it’s about Allie. I understand why he didn’t want to go, but he should have done it anyway. It would have taken five minutes of his time.

His flippant attitude annoyed me because it went completely against his character as we know it, but Elizabeth’s lecturing was irritating, too. For a moment I thought we had Lorigail back on the show...

I think Elizabeth was well within her rights to warn Nathan about the effect his work has on his ward, but that inquiry took like a week AT MOST. Heck, let’s be generous and say TWO WEEKS. Allie’s concentration suffered for two weeks. There was no need to say more than, “Hey she worries about you and her work suffered for a bit during that time frame, just so you’re aware.”

I think what annoyed me about the math program thing is that...Elizabeth being a teacher would probably be VERY WELL AWARE that MOST of the parents to her students aren’t good enough at schooling to assist their kids with their homework. I dunno, it just feels out of place for her to tell Nathan that she wants to put Allie in an accelerated “program” and that Allie might need his help with her homework. It’s even more out of place when he admits he used to bribe his sister to do his work for him. Like. It’s very possible he’s not that good at math and isn’t capable of helping. (But maybe that will be a plot down the road...?)

“Or a tutor...” BITCH WHERE IS HE GONNA FIND A TUTOR IN THIS TOWN?! It’s super annoying to see dialogue like this that feels completely out of touch with the reality these people would be living in...lol. But also if she needs a tutor to stay caught up in an advanced program, she probably...shouldn’t be in the advanced program.

I don’t know how to feel about this whole thing here: “Nathan, you are Allie’s world. You’re the only father she’s ever known, and as she grows up you will always be the measure of the quality she’ll look for in a man as she chooses who to marry.”

On one hand, it does fit the situation (he seems to think everything is behind him but Elizabeth’s words are kind of a caution that 1) his actions still have an effect on Allie, and 2) every day he’s teaching her by example). On the other hand, it seems almost wildly inappropriate to bring up? At the same time, it’s probably not wrong that Allie will measure other men (friends, acquaintances, potential future romantic interests) against Nathan’s example.

I dunno. The conversation felt disjointed.

I think what they were going for was Nathan just feeling too awkward and weird about being with Elizabeth to want to be there for the conference, but...he interacted with her quite normally after the inquiry and stuff (even after she’d broken things off with him), so...it feels out of place. Like maybe this should have taken place right after the breakup and not weeks later?

Anyone else have thoughts on this and why it doesn’t feel quite right?

The Dress Shop/Rachel

This plot wasn’t what I would call a waste of time (rather, it’s worth having it mentioned now), but part of it was completely pointless and stupid. The whole Rachel getting lost thing was tacked into the promos to stir up drama, but nothing happened and there was nothing worrisome even going on. YAWN.

Rosemary’s desire to do something meaningful and different with her life is super interesting. I’m very curious to see what they decide to do with her if Dottie does sell the dress shop.

Also, Rosemary finding the book under Rachel’s bed was pretty funny.

But yeah, I didn’t really find much in this plotline to care deeply about. I guess I am pretty interested in knowing who might be purchasing the dress shop and/or if this decision is to bring someone else onto the show (a female love interest for the man who doesn’t win Elizabeth’s heart in the end, or even to bring back an old character*) or to take the dress shop out of the equation entirely... It’s also just as possible that Rosemary/Lee or Clara/Jesse end up buying it themselves down the line... Thoughts?

*I can’t begin to imagine who would be the best fit for this in this case, though. Who would have the money to buy her out?

Postal Service, Ned

Ned is just honestly so cute and fun. I love him. He’s really been doing well this season and seeing him wander around town delivering mail door to door was kind of nice.

Also, he’s one SMOOTH operator! Look at him, talking about putting a bell on the door so that he and Florence won’t be caught off-guard if they’re in the middle of...something.

Oh my, Ned. What might customers be...interrupting? :3

Continuity? Not only was the ulcer from last season brought up, but the horrid cabbage juice was, too. :’) It was a nice touch. And these two had just enough screentime to be kind of fun/interesting without also taking up too much time.

Bill’s Uniform, Nathan’s Vacation

Nathan got his vacation and Bill is in charge...again. This happens an awful lot. I wonder if it’ll actually impact the next few episodes or if it’s just here for the hell of it.

I love Bill a lot and I want to brag up his character in this episode a bit. I’ve complained many times in the past about him being written like a Grumpy Old Man Yelling at Clouds but this episode was super respectful. He got his scene with his uniform. Nobody interrupted it. There weren’t even any words. I quite liked it.

But it also felt kind of...pointless? I don’t want to judge it too harshly yet. Like the dress shop plotline, this could actually be going somewhere in the next couple of episodes.

Plus, unrelated to the uniform, it was nice to see Bill acting fatherly toward Clara. While it sort of came out of nowhere for the wedding, I appreciate the attempt at continuity there. Plus, so far this season, I’ve felt like Bill’s almost been a father-figure to Clara, Fiona, and even Nathan, so I’m enjoying that a lot.

Carson and Faith

CONTINUITY? The show finally remembered that not only is Carson actually a surgeon, but that was his original passion. It’s not that they completely forgot (S5 had him performing surgery on his sister-in-law, after all), but giving Carson a PASSION makes him a way more interesting character to me.

And also, finally, this feels like a REAL high-stakes plotline for him and for Faith.

I really liked Faith’s take on things. I know, I know, I’ve been rooting at them to break up, but the reason is mostly because they’re just so BORING together. I’d rather watch Henry twirl around in a chair for an hour than suffer through date scenes with these two.

It’s not that I’m against a doctor wife/husband team. I’m not. I just think Faith was a much more interesting and cool character on the show before Carson showed up and usurped her place (and completely overshadowed her for literal seasons). This plotline for Carson might actually be interesting. Like, a fellowship? For modern surgery? IN BALTIMORE?!

I hope this is Faith’s way of saying she wants a break and/or a break would be good for them. I can’t picture her leaving Hope Valley without any trained medical staff, let alone long enough for a fellowship...

But if this goes through, what will they do with it? Would they really write Carson off the show? To be perfectly honest with y’all, I’d be fine with that. At least it’s the type of write-off that makes a lot of good sense (unlike some of the other ones we got). I guess this is just another “wait and see” plotline which is uhh...the theme of this episode, huh? Anyone have thoughts on this?

Henry

Henry barely had any screentime, but I do want to say he is #relateable. The man is back at work for ten seconds and already exhausted. SAME.

Also, I appreciate that he’s ready to be back in the oil business. At what cost? I know people were worried they were gonna kill him off, and I really doubted it, but now I’m starting to wonder where they’re going with this exactly. Yet another wait and see moment LOL!

Elizabeth and Lucas

Some damn fine scenes for Lucas and Elizabeth in this episode. Mostly the scenic ones. :P

I enjoyed the agreement to a date. The horseback riding stuff was pretty cute.

Complaint corner? I don’t know. I have petty complaints. Even though the celebration for the kids was a town-wide event, and therefore Lucas was invited, it still felt out of place to see it brought up. Maybe it should have been mentioned as a town celebration from the start?

Then Lucas’s comment about not wanting to make things awkward for Nathan (who is actually a parent and there) makes a liiiittle more sense. I do think it was good of him to not go, even though he wanted to spend more time with Elizabeth, but it gave off a weird vibe, like, “Look at how good and wholesome Lucas is!” Is that intentional? I’m not...sure...?

For what it’s worth I already felt like Lucas was an honorable person in this regard. He loaned Nathan money, after all. Maybe he should have told Elizabeth he views Nathan as a friend and doesn’t want to hurt his feelings unnecessarily and/or if he was there he’d want to hog her all to himself or something cheesy. Hm.

My other complaints are:

Elizabeth running to the saloon would be WAY faster than all this getting set up at her house...?? Who thought this made sense?

Elizabeth’s dress looked like a nightie she bought at Kohls.

Too many damn candles.

Characters Do What Plot Dictates Even Though Plot Makes No Sense. More at 11:00!!

I have no further comments on the dress. It needed sleeves or something so it looked more like a dress and not like a nightgown/piece of lingerie.

I think the candles might have been on purpose to parallel Jack...but I hated it lol. Fire hazard? HAVEN’T ENOUGH THINGS IN TOWN BURNED DOWN/EXPLODED?!

I didn’t hate the date scene! But I never feel like Elizabeth has any meaningful conversations with Lucas and it’s starting to drive me batty.

Could we get uhhh something of substance please? It has to be surface-level nonsense on purpose. Right? RIGHT?

(And no, discussing a book for ten seconds on-screen is not “intelligent conversation” okay...?)

It’s really a shame because I’m starting to actually warm up to Lucas a little bit in this season but it feels like the conversations are just...kind of stilted and she’s not really into dating him—just agreeing to it because he’s the only option.

And I can’t believe I’m saying this, but...he deserves better than that.

Don’t get me wrong, by the way. If it’s part of the story and it’s revealed as such down the road, I’ll be fine with it...but I always worry they’ll just skip important relationship milestones and/or important conversations and expect us all to just accept it.

Kiiiiiind of looking forward to the rainy date scene in the next episode, though. I’m Team Nathan mostly but I’m keeping an open mind and I think I might actually enjoy it. Hopefully they’ll get some good scenes together that don’t feel like this one did.

Clara's Dilemma

Clara’s fears about running the salon without Fiona...are legit. LOL.

Also, this little bit was funny (between Mike and Jesse and Bill):

Anyway, if Clara was that worried about it, she should have just...told Fiona no? I hope it comes up down the road. Poor Molly??

I genuinely don’t know how I feel about Clara and Jesse’s involvement in this episode. I guess it was okay. I liked Clara’s scenes with Bill. I thought the idea of Clara and Jesse buying into the cafe was a nice one. Jesse having “invested” their money and lost it all, though... They did a similar plot with other people in what...Season 5 was it? Or was that the start of S6? He didn’t even say what he invested it in? But he admits the money is all gone?

I think that’s what was missing from that scene. “I invested it in X, hoping to make us more money, but it didn’t work out and we lost everything.”

I’m not going to criticize Jesse’s characterization, only because sometimes character "growth” doesn’t happen for the better of anyone involved. My biggest worry here is that it’ll be solved by the end of next episode....but I hope that’s not it.

Like, I think they did better with Frank and Abigail if we’re going to talk about a man who didn’t know how to live like he was in a committed relationship. It made more sense with Frank, too, being older and single most of his life. His bouts of selfishness felt realistic.

Jesse feels like he’s somehow getting worse and worse as a person as the show goes on. I’m kind of at a point where I hope he and Clara divorce, because he’s so damn selfish it’s embarrassing. He’s off having a beer while his wife works multiple jobs? And then he has the audacity to act like they should save money when he just blew all their savings?

I’m sure it’ll work out fine but I hope Clara puts herself in charge of the finances at the very least.

As to investing failures, I liked how they did that with Henry and Abigail. That was the kind of tension and worry that felt natural to me—like she trusted him with her money after he’d proven himself untrustworthy ten million times throughout the years, and he failed and had to uhh admit that.

Jesse straight up betrayed Clara. Which, if it’s dealt with in a satisfying way...I think can be a good plotline. I just worry about it actually being dealt with properly. That’s a huge stumbling block in a relationship. And why is he continually getting worse as a person? There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to it.

Gasp... it’s almost like it’s just plot because they feel like they have to give someone something every damn episode.

Which brings me to THE FINAL

COMPLAINT CORNER (The Big Boy™ Complaints)

The show has really struggled with finding its footing. I wish they’d take notes from better shows with ensemble casts (cough cough Road to Avonlea cough) without also ripping off their storylines (cough school merges cough).

My #1 complaint at this point in Season 8 is the SHEER AMOUNT OF THINGS GOING ON EVERY EPISODE.

I want continuity, so I want to see things happen naturally over a season, but my God do we not need to have mindless pointless crap in the episode. Rachel getting “lost” for ten seconds wasted literal MINUTES of screen time that would have been MUCH better allocated to basically anyone else in this episode.

And I don’t think it would bother me so much if it wasn’t also shoved into the promo like it was supposed to matter. It didn’t matter. Nobody cares. Why was it allowed to stay in the episode alongside stuff like Clara and Bill’s conversation?

Or Lucas and Carson’s?

I think they want to appease all the fans in every episode by giving them scenes of their favorites, but what did Henry sitting in his chair accomplish in this episode? Rachel getting lost? Jack not sleeping well/missing his mom? The school superintendent?

Did Bill trying on his uniform have to be in this episode? Did Jesse and Clara’s problems have to come fully to light right now?

When every episode is formatted like this, with 10 plotlines all interconnected slightly and going on at the same time, I feel like...nobody gets the spotlight they deserve when they deserve it.

I cANNOT believe I’m saying this, but this plotline for Carson, especially if it will end with him leaving the show for a while or permanently should get the focus it deserves. But it won’t if we get tiny snips of it here and there and then BOOM decision made because Reasons.

And again, I know I’ve said before that I want more continuity throughout the season, but... the best way to do that is to tighten up the plots. Have fewer of them per season and give more screentime to the ones you choose to pursue.

Anyway, I’m still enjoying the season, but I hope they keep some of this kind of stuff in mind for next season. They don’t need plotlines for everyone in every episode. They need the plotlines they choose to write to be worth their screentime.

Sorry this was sloppily written and all that. Hopefully it makes sense. Very curious to see y’alls thoughts. Feel free to make your own posts and @ me, or reblog this or comment!

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La La(chimolala) Land Chapter Thirteen: The Confession from Your Lips

jimin x reader genre: fluff (but it gets pretty dang meaningful here, sorry not sorry) word count: 2.25k warnings: none

[Inspired by La La Land]

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You’d hung up your apron at the coffee shop that Monday morning for the last time.

Production on Red Writer began almost immediately. The independent film studio who'd bought it was new, but had plenty of resources, and wanted to get the film out within the next year. Casting went by smoothly—you found the perfect Marianne, and the perfect Sam—and filming began just two months after your pitch. You’d perfected the screenplay with a table of the studio’s on-hand writers, and nothing had been so exhilarating. Those days of revising and reworking scene after scene . . . they’d been the stuff of dreams. The first installment for the screenplay came in sooner than you’d hoped, and you moved up to Burbank to be closer to the set. Sad as you were to leave Jess, Rachel, and Diana for a tiny studio apartment of your own, they constantly came to visit, so it felt like you’d never stopped being roommates.

You and Jimin hadn’t stopped talking, per say, since your late-night, poolside, deep conversation. (For the record, you would never let go of anyone who would have a late-night, poolside, deep conversation with you.) But you’d been busy—busier than you’d ever been—and he’d left for Seoul to a round of promotional interviews and TV spots for the band’s latest album. After that, he’d be in Tokyo for a few weeks to do the same. Those sweet six months he’d promised to you that day on the pier had gone by in the blink of an eye. More and more, it began to seem like your schedule wasn’t the only wrench in Jimin’s dream of domestic bliss. BTS was only getting bigger—and there was no way he could leave.

October came. You were caught in the pressure-filled realm of wrapping up filming, and Jimin was still in Asia. FaceTimes turned into phone calls, phone calls into texts. “Good morning” and “Good night” turned into “How has the past week been?” It’s just the time difference, you told yourself. That, and he’s so impossibly busy. You’d message the boys whenever you thought of them, and they’d message back. “How’s Jimi?” You’d ask. “He’s doing fine,” they'd respond. “Just exhausted. In love with you as much as ever, I promise.”

But doubts crept in, deadlines piled up, and before you knew it, you were about ready to give up.

_________________________

“Hey, it’s me,” you leave a message on his phone one evening. “I’m walking through Little Tokyo. We just finished one of the last scenes on our list. It’s all going really well. But I’m exhausted. At least I have a car now, so I don’t have to take the metro. But now I have to sit in LA traffic all the time. I don’t know which is worse. I’ve heard the traffic in Seoul is pretty bad too . . . I’m rambling. I’m sorry. I’m just . . . I miss you. Call me when you get this. If you even bother to listen to it. At this point, I’m not sure I care anymore.”

You climb in your Prius, sit in traffic on the 101, and spend the entire drive wishing that you could have the past summer back. Those days with warm breezes and frozen treats . . . holding his hand, listening to his voice . . .

But now, you assure yourself, I’m more successful. I have some money. I have a much better job—the one I’d been dreaming about for ages. My movie is finally being made. Something I wrote is going to make it on screen. People are going to see it. Some are going to like it. A few are going to love it. When I go home for Thanksgiving this year, I won’t have more disappointing news for Mom and Dad. Not anymore.

So why do I yearn for the past?

After a quick shower and some leftover Thai takeout for dinner, you sit down to watch your next episode of Crash Landing on You.

“There’s an old Indian proverb,” says Son Ye-jin, in the form of character Yoon Se-ri, “that says, ‘Sometimes, the wrong train takes you to the right station.’”

I’ve got to jot that down. That’s good stuff. You grab your notebook from your side table. It’s already littered with quotes and notes and ideas. You find a clean page and write down the k-drama heroine’s words—but not before you flip through your notes from that day in the hills. The day you’d gone up to watch BTS film that music video for “research.” The first day you’d heard Jimin sing.

I can’t imagine a sound clearer, a voice more beautiful, you’d written. It’s a voice with the power to caress you gently, to bring you to tears, to take you to places unexplored. The pure emotion he puts into it is unparalleled.

Your fingers dig into the fibers of your couch. You have to pause the TV—tears are starting to gather in the bottoms of your eyes, and you can’t read the subtitles.

You miss hearing him sing. He was always singing, always dancing, no matter where you went. You lean back into the couch, and a memory appears behind your eyelids. Jimin taking you to Urban Light, humming “I Could Have Danced All Night” from My Fair Lady while weaving between the lampposts. “Come ‘ere, my Eliza,” he’d begged, goofy as ever. “Dance with me.” “We both know very well that I’m the Henry Higgins in this relationship,” you’d said, but you’d spun into his arms anyway. “I could have danced all night,” he’d begun singing, “I could have danced all night, and still have begged for more.” “Shh, Jimin, we’re out in public. Someone might recognize your voice.” “I could have spread my wings, and done a thousand things, I’ve never done before.” He’d continued, unabashed, light of every variety gathering in his dark eyes.

You’d fussed at him then. You’d tried to get him to shut up. Getting caught dancing with a girl—well, the fans would’ve been talking about it for months on end. But now, sitting alone in your little apartment . . .

“I’ll never know what made it so exciting,” you begin, your voice raspy, vocal chords raw from the tears you’d shed, “Why all at once my heart took flight.” The words come out slowly, painfully. “I only know when he began to dance with me . . .”

“I could have danced, danced, danced, all night.”

It takes you a few moments to realize that you did not sing that last line alone.

You stand up.

You wipe your eyes.

You look around.

You cross over to your front door.

Behind it stands a tear-stained face (complete with puffy lips and eyelids), a messy head full of hair, and, as ever, an impeccably dressed body.

“Jagi, I’m so sorry—” he begins to weep.

But his apology isn’t able to come to fruition. You stop it with a kiss: deeper and firmer and stronger than ever before. You grab the fibers of his sweater and breathe him in. It’s like coming up for air after spending months underwater.

“Shh, shhh,” you soothe him, smoothing his unkempt hair. “It’s okay. You’re okay. You’re here now.”

“But I just can’t—”

You kiss him again, right there in the hallway, refusing to listen to him berate himself.

“So I take it you missed me.”

“I take it you haven’t lost your cheekiness.”

“Never.”

You pull him inside, and when the door closes behind you, he slaps his hand against it in full kabedon style, trapping you against it. You expect a kiss, but he just says:

“This is so stupid.”

You begin to worry. “What is?”

“This. Us. Our lives keeping us apart,” he laments, hanging his head. “I mean, I’m grateful that the band grew to be so successful. I will always be grateful for that. I wouldn’t trade my hyungs, or our fans, for the world.” Now, he brings his forehead to rest on yours. “But I want to be with you,” he murmurs, big tears beginning to roll down his round cheeks.

You wipe them away as they fall. “I want to be with you, too,” you say. “Things are just . . . complicated right now. For both of us.”

“I don’t want you to feel guilty for pursuing your dream, Jagiya,” he holds your hand in his. “You’re not the one who left LA. You’re not the one who grew to be so bad at communicating. That’s all on me.” More tears fall. “It’s all on me.”

“It absolutely isn’t. I knew you’d have to leave sometime.”

“And I knew that, too.” He rubs his eyes. “It just frustrates me to no end.”

“I know, baby.”

“Hmm,” he hums. “You’ve never called me that before.”

You shrug. “I thought I’d add it to the already extensive list of your nicknames.”

He hugs you tight. “I’ve missed you so much.” He lets you go after a few minutes and starts pacing the room, a look of intensity painted on his face. “Jagi.”

“Mm-hmm?”

“You’ve seen La La Land, right?”

“We’ve watched it together eight times, Jiminie. It’s kind of our thing.”

“Right. Well, you know when Mia walks in to the apartment and Sebastian’s there and he’s cooking her dinner and she’s so glad to see him but then they sit down and realize everything’s falling apart because their dreams are pulling them apart and long distance is just too hard and so even though they both get what they wanted they don’t get what they wanted?”

He’s rambling—which means he’s nervous. But I am, too. “You mean, they prioritize their dreams over each other, so they end up apart?” You respond as calmly as you can.

“Yes. Gosh, you’re so much better with words than I am.”

“And you’re so much better at singing than I am, as evinced by our impromptu duet a minute ago—which I loved, by the way.”

He smiles. “Don’t distract me with compliments. Don’t get all cute on me now. I’m on the cusp of something good.” His mind is clearly hard at work.

Yours is too. “Something that’ll fix our problem?”

“Yes. I think so. Anyway, so you know how they both get what they want in the end but they don’t get each other even though they really wanted each other?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Well, I’ve always thought that was so stupid. I mean, good writing, to be sure. It’s realistic—I’m sure it happens to people all the time. It’s a common thing: having to choose between the person you love and the thing you love to do. But I refuse to choose between you and the band.”

A million thoughts race through your head. “Do you . . .” it’s as if the kitchen lights begin to dim around him—as if he is the only thing illuminated in your vision. “Do you love me, Jimin?” You ask, wringing your hands nervously.

Finally, he stops pacing. “Isn’t it obvious?”

The vignette around him intensifies as you respond, “Well, it’s just, you’ve never said it in so many words.”

“Neither have you, and you’re actually good at words.”

You laugh. “Fair. But I’m usually not too good at them when it comes to this.”

Silence ensues for a few moments.

Then he speaks: “Wait, do you . . . do you not love me? Because if you don’t, then the plan I’ve been forming in my head all falls apart.”

You giggle, burying your face in your oversized t-shirt.

“What is it?" A look of worry attaches to his face. “What’s so funny?”

“I just . . .” more laughter comes out. Why are you like this? Stop giggling so much! “I love that you’re creating a plan in your head right now. And I love that you flew all the way here to see me. I love that, instead of simply knocking on my door, you heard me singing and decided to join in for the last line. I love that you’ve treated me like a queen, even though we both know I’m—as Henry Higgins would say—a ‘guttersnipe,’ compared to you. I love that you get concerned over every little thing, and that nothing—not even all this time we’ve spent apart—has killed your feelings for me. I love you, Jiminie. I love, love, love you. As Beatrice in Much Ado About Nothing would say, ‘I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.’”

He crosses the room with the eagerness and speed of a famished fire eager to expand. His lips are on yours before you can take a breath to prepare yourself, and the kiss only leaves you more bewitched than you were before. His hands hold your head as if it were the most valuable diamond in all the world; his enchanting softness and brazen attention make you feel priceless. The ground beneath your feet seems to melt, but he catches you.

This kiss says, genuinely and shamelessly: I love you, Y/N. There can be no doubt of that. You are worth the world to me, success or no success. Your productivity, your popularity—your being loved by others—does nothing to impact your value in my eyes. And there is nothing in this world that can ever change my love for you. It’s everlasting.

You break away suddenly.

“What?” He asks. “Is something wrong?”

“That’s good stuff,” you say, crossing over to the couch and fumbling around for your notebook. “I’m sorry, Jiminie. I’ve just got to write that down.”

“Write what down? I didn’t say anything.”

“Oh, yes you did. You most certainly did.” You finish scribbling down your thoughts. “Now get over here and talk to me some more.”

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animorphs!!!

ok I read animorphs when I was 10 or 11 I think? and I only read it once, along w/the spinoffs and stuff, and I've always meant to revisit it...SO HERE I AM....

and oh MAN I forgot how good this series is. like I knew it was good but some things from your childhood don't hold up yknow? especially books aimed at younger audiences

but oh boy does animorphs hold up. they're easy to read and perfectly balance the line between dark/adult topics and more kid-friendly lessons. excellent

so yeah I'm loving it so far. I forgot how fast some stuff happens lmao, like I forgot that tobias gets trapped as a bird in the FIRST BOOK

also I just adore how realistically disorganized/confused the animorphs are. like, they got the elevator pitch version of the conflict from elfangor before my mans got eaten, and also they're middle schoolers. of course they’re always just like ‘wtf do we even do’

so like...their plans mostly don't work. and even when planning they run into tons of logistical issues w/morphing, traveling, communicating etc.

and I love how they clearly need to maintain their normal lives as well in order not to raise any suspicion

and I like the little details like them not spending all their time together at school because they didn’t before so that would be suspicious

oh man and I love the different family dynamics in the series. you have jake, whose family seems pretty normal until we find out that tom is a controller, and rachel, whose parents are divorced, and who has to deal w/the complications of that. and then cassie, who is an only child (I like that we have a mix, with rachel and jake having siblings), and of course marco...

iirc marco was one of my favs (if not my fav, but its hard to choose) back in the day, and I forgot how reluctant he was to participate in the animorphs thing...and the fact that he was about to quit the team and then runs into visser 1.....

another fucked up little moment I liked - when they morphed dolphin and marco had to morph back to human bc he gets injured and he was like ‘I cant swim, and my mom drowned, I don't want to die like she did’ I was like oooof

also on that topic I adore how little the animorphs know about how anything works. like they once wondered if there's a limit to how many morphs they can acquire and they were basically like ‘idk guess we’ll find out’

and then when marco got injured as a dolphin and they were like ‘morph back I guess and hopefully you'll be okay?’ like damn luckily that worked

basically these books do The Most Excellent Job showing that these are just kids. like they're literally in jr high which is 90s speak for middle school....they're like 13???? at most???

and the narrative reflects that perfectly!! all of them, even rachel who is pretty much the most gung-ho about fighting and stuff, have nightmares and all these terrible experiences bc they don't have basically any guidance

and even with ax, it’s immediately obvious that he’s also just a kid, even though he’s this deadly alien....

also oh mannnn I love so much how we’re introduced to the andalites as this heroic race and how that slowly changes over the course of the story

like, when elfangor introduces himself as ‘prince’ you assume he’s part of the andalite monarchy - but later we find out that ‘prince’ is a military rank, and the andalites are a lot more militaristic than we would assume at the beginning

its so fantastic how it starts off as a fairly black and white conflict of andalites = good guy aliens and yeerks = bad guy aliens

and you even have some background stuff going on w/the taxxons being controllers by choice, and the hork-bajir being enslaved

but as the story goes on, all of those lines get blurred in different ways...

also ooof the poor hork-bajir. I always felt so bad for them. it’s crazy that even in the first book, the animorphs are killing their enemies - at least I inferred that in book 1, but it becomes way more overt later on...the tough situation of them knowing that the hork-bajir are unwilling hosts but that they’re so dangerous that not killing them could be fatal to the good guys

and ngl this time around I have a lot more sympathy for the yeerks, even tho they don't really deserve it (at least in the early parts of the story where I am rn)

like...they're just these blind helpless slug creatures, but they're also fully sentient and intelligent? like, that's so fucked up. imagine yourself as you are now, but you're just a sensory deprived slug swimming in a pool. that's pretty fucked. and then the fact that the yeerks are biologically made to be parasites...its kinda no wonder that they ended up the way they are (and it also makes stuff like the yeerk peace movement really compelling)

also wow I kinda forgot about all the body horror w/the morphing. like ik that's one of the things that animorphs is known for but like. I forgot how much it happens and how creative the horrifying descriptions are. I love it

and omfg so when I first read this series the ellimist stuff confused me a lot bc I didn't read the books That closely (I mostly wanted to see what would happen next) but I loooove time travel bullshit so I’m really enjoying it so far

even tho tbh I think even if I had paid more attention as a 10 yr old I still would've been confused bc the ellimist stuff is kinda just inherently confusing lmao

ok and I just love the characters,,,I love that the books switch perspectives, and KAA did such a masterful job of portraying differing and realistic reactions to their situation....like, all the animorphs react so differently to their circumstances, but their reactions are all so grounded in realism and also their personalities

like man I love rachel. she was one of my favs as a kid too bc I always loved female characters and she was just so cool. and she still is, and so excellently written too

liiiike the fact that even though she’s so tough and brave, she’s still a kid and has plenty of moments when she’s scared or uncertain...

and I just really like the fact that she out of all of them is the one who’s tough and loves to fight...and the fact that she also unapologetically loves shopping and stuff like that...its about the multifaced characters

just like how marco is the ‘funny guy’ but they make it very clear from the beginning that this is his way of coping w/shit like his family falling apart, and then alien BS

and also marco is really smart? I kinda forgot abt that (sorry marco) but I like that bc that's uncommon to see with ‘funny’ characters

oh mannnn and ax. I love ax. I forgot a whole bunch about the early stuff w/him and how conflicted he was w/keeping secrets from the other animorphs

KAA did such a fantastic job w/ax - he really comes across as the perfect mix of ‘fish out of water alien’ and ‘young teen/tween’ and ‘alien from a strict militaristic society who is in training to become a soldier like his famous older brother’

n that was so sad n fucked up when he called the andalite home world and had to tell everyone (including his parents) that elfangor died, and then the elders or w/e forced ax to take blame for elfangor breaking their laws in order to preserve elfangor’s postmortem reputation, even at the cost of ax’s career/life :(

and man I loved the part where ax is like ‘well, we didn't help the hork-bajir even tho we could have and now they're all enslaved. I'm not letting that happen to the humans’ and the council or w/e is like ‘well you should let it happen, don't interfere’ and ax basically realizes oh shit sometimes adults are wrong

basically I love the conflict there, where the andalites are the ones who gave the yeerks the technology that led to them spreading across the galaxy like a disease, and now fight to stop them due to their guilt, but also refuse to directly help the less advanced species who are being invaded by the yeerks for fear of making a similar mistake like w/the yeerks....

ooooof and the part where ax is like ‘guess I have to go fight visser 3 and die’ :( he’s just a babyyyy

and augh when alloran asks them to kill him....geeeez there’s so much fucked up stuff already and I'm not even in the double digits yet

oh my god and the brutally awful fact that any freed controller will just get tracked down by the yeerks and murdered so the secret invasion stays secret...and the animorphs think that by destroying the kandrona they've freed a bunch of controllers but really they just signed their death warrants - what a catch 22

oh and I love how even early on the yeerks aren't a completely unified force - we have the obvious rivalry w/visser 1 and visser 3, with visser 1 even arranging the animorphs release from visser 3′s prison bc of this, and that yeerk who told ax where to find visser 3 because he was pissed that his yeerk gf got killed by visser 3 - even though the reason she was killed was due to kandrona rationing, which was caused by the animorphs...i love the layers

ok what else. oh yeah I love tobias sm, he was one of my favs as a kid too, his whole story is so deeply tragic but also interesting and we haven't even gotten into all the stuff w/his parents yet

the part where he’s freaking out as a hawk and he’s gonna fly into the windows even tho he knows it’ll probably kill him...christttt

also tobias and rachel are so romance aughhhh

ok also jake - he was never my favorite when I was younger bc I felt like he had Basic Protag Man Syndrome but now I can appreciate his character a lot more. like, he basically got elected the leader and he’s kinda like ‘guess I have to do this now.’ and that of course ends up fucking him up majorly in the long run bc even tho he’s more serious and responsible, he’s still just a kid too

and I loooove the horror of finding out that tom is a controller, and jake having to contend w/the fact that it’s very likely that he’ll have to fight and/or kill his brother someday

also the book where jake gets infested w/a yeerk was one of my favs and still is. so fucked up and interesting. the fact that that yeerk was previously tom’s made it even more fucked, w/the yeerk taunting jake the whole time

and then the yeerk dying in jakes head...so messed up

omg and cassie too. I love cassie. I didn't appreciate her as much when I was younger bc I was a straightforward kid who liked action, and cassie is all about pacifism when possible and compassion, which I love a lot now that I Get it more.

cassie being such a gentle person but still fighting in this fucked up war bc doing nothing would be worse is super compelling. plus the conflicts with her having to figure out where she and humanity fit in the circle of life and whatnot is great

I loved the contrast of her being very aware of how nature works bc of working w/her parents and all these injured animals, but also being so compassionate that it still bothers her to see death and especially participate in it

like her feeling awful about killing the termite queen even tho its ‘just a bug’ and stuff

basically what makes the series great isn't that it’s got all these fucked up moments and horror elements and is overall quite dark - it’s that all of it comes together to make the point that war is hell, and child soldiers are gonna end up traumatized pretty much no matter what happens

it’s a very strong message, and the story never feels like it’s being dark just for the sake of being dark, but rather never letting the reader forget how awful things are

TL;DR: anirmorphs is to the YA genre what hunter x hunter is to the shounen genre

in animorphs, the heroes of the story are kids who get cool powers and get to fight aliens - in any other YA story they would have a bunch of fun adventures and come out on top most/all the time - things might get darker towards the end, but good would prevail. the evil yeerks would be stopped, and the main couples would get married and have kids and live happily ever after.

however, war isn't like that, especially when the soldiers are kids. so instead we get animorphs, and it’s brutally realistic. they barely ever get to enjoy their powers - on the rare occasion that they get to, something usually goes horribly wrong

compare to hxh - it seems like a regular shounen story about kids participating in a fantastical mostly-adult world and being able to match the adults bc they're Special - but as the story wears on it becomes clear that the kids are just very traumatized. this all leads to gon’s berserker collapse in the chimera ant arc, which is led up to masterfully w/a bunch of adults treating gon as an adult even though he’s a child.

essentially the same thing happens in animorphs - with jake being shoved into the leader role and becoming a military general as a kid, which leads to him committing horrific war crimes because he’s been put in a position no child should ever have to be in

similarly, kurapika has what would be a very straightforward revenge plotline in any other story - but this is hxh, so the bad guys aren't just 2-dimensional evil caricatures, and the road to revenge just leads kurapika to ruin. we root for kurapika to win bc they’re a character we like, but it becomes clearer and clearer as the story goes on that getting revenge is not the path kurapika should be taking

nothing is ever as straightforward as we want it to be, basically. and the same applies to animorphs. so many times they're faced with conflicts that seem to have an obvious answer, only for it to be revealed later that the choices they made led to other unforeseen awful consequences

ok i need to stop rambling this is already super long. basically: animorphs good. I’ll probably do another post like this semi-soon as I continue reading (I'm partway thru book 10 now)

#not me doing another liveblog that i probably wont finish #animorphs #lj reads animorphs

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slipping-through-my-fingertips · 3 years

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betty

Part of my folklore series

Summary: Elliott has a gig Notes: the song used is a cover of betty sung by Cabeau

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Kurt straightens Blaine’s purple bowtie.

“I’m excited to see Starchild perform.”

“He’s amazing live,” Kurt replies, “and it doesn’t hurt that Elliott’s getting us in for free.”

“Can we expect him to be in full costume?”

Kurt nods. “The girls are meeting us there but we’d better leave now so we aren’t late.”

Rachel and Santana meet them outside of the club. As usual, Rachel takes charge and tells the bouncer their names. He checks the list, their IDs, and eventually lets them in. Santana heads straight for the bar pulling Blaine along with her to help carry drinks. Meanwhile, Rachel and Kurt scout for a good table.

When they choose one off to the left side of the stage, Kurt takes a photo of their view to send to Elliott.

Betty, I won't make assumptions About why you switched your homeroom But, I think it's 'cause of me Betty, one time I was riding on my skateboard When I passed your house It's like I couldn't breathe

Elliott does come out on stage in full Starchild attire. Blaine’s already whispering to Kurt about the silver eyeliner he’s sporting.

“Could I pull it off?”

“No,” Kurt says.

Blaine pouts and continues to stare at his boyfriend. If Kurt was sparing him a second glance, he’d notice the puffed out lips and wide eyes.

Santana looks over at them. “Kurt, kiss your puppy before he starts whining.”

Kurt pecks Blaine’s lips and turns his attention to the main event of the night. Once the crowd turns their focus to him, Elliott introduces himself to the crowd and lays out what his set will consist of tonight.

“Thought we’d start with a soon-to-be classic, ‘betty’ by Miss Taylor Swift with a little twist.”

Then, he proceeds to blow Kurt’s mind with a pop-punk cover.

You heard the rumors from Inez You can't believe a word she says Most times, but this time, it was true The worst thing that I ever did Was what I did to you But if I just showed up at your party Would you have me? Would you want me? Would you tell me to go fuck myself Or lead me to the garden? In the garden, would you trust me If I told you it was just a summer thing? I'm only 17, I don't know anything But I know I miss you

Kurt’s eyes are darting between Elliott’s performance and Blaine’s reactions to it. Blaine’s body language and facial expressions are always so expressive. To say the least, he didn’t have a good poker face.

Santana had proved that when she took fifty dollars from Blaine a month ago when it was her turn to pick the game for their weekly Game Night. Through, Blaine had argued Santana was oddly good at poker. So, perhaps it wasn’t just his inability to hide his feelings.

“You have talented friends, babe,” Blaine comments.

“And a talented boyfriend.”

Blaine beams at him.

“He’s amazing though, isn’t he?”

“Now you know why I fought so hard to get him in the band,” Santana says. “Hum-belina over here was extremely jealous.”

She looks pointedly at Kurt as she often did when she was daring someone to fight her. When Kurt makes no move to argue, knowing it’s never worth it when it comes to Santana, she takes a sip of her drink.

Betty, I know where it all went wrong Your favorite song was playing From the far side of the gym I was nowhere to be found I hate the crowds, you know that Plus, I saw you dance with him

Both of Blaine’s hands are resting in his lap. Kurt reaches under the table and grabs one of them. One easy way he’s learned to ward off unwanted memories is by touching Blaine. Whether it be little kisses, playing with his curls, a hug, being completely wrapped around him at bed when Blaine lets Kurt be the little spoon (they try to take turns each night), or something as simple as holding hands.

It’s small acts that remind him that Blaine isn’t with anyone else, just Kurt. He’ll always be with Kurt.

Every so often, Kurt will get these images of Blaine getting too close to Sebastian at Scandals or Blaine’s dance partner asking him out after their class, or one too many people ogling Blaine at the gym while he boxes.

Without taking his eyes off of Elliott, Blaine adjusts their joined hands so his fingers are intertwined with Kurt’s.

Blaine liked being in New York. He quickly grew used to being able to publicly display his relationship with Kurt. At school, no one cared if they kissed quickly after walking the other to class. In coffee shops, no one gave them the side-eye if their hands were clasped together on the table. Sometimes when they went out to eat, they’d sit on the same side of the booth Blaine fully pressed against Kurt’s side. No one on the waitstaff had made any snide comments.

Being at McKinley for a whole year without Kurt had been hard. Blaine lived for their phone calls and nightly skype sessions. After the first month, they adjusted their need to communicate because Blaine had voiced his feelings to Kurt.

That was Kurt’s condition when Blaine pushed him to leave without an acceptance into NYADA. They had to be completely honest with each other.

“I don’t want to lose you,” he had said.

Long-distance was hard but Burt didn’t mind when Blaine joined them for a New York Thanksgiving; in fact, Burt and Carole told Blaine to spend Christmas weekend at their house as well. Even Cooper was helping the boys spend time together. He invited (and paid for) Blaine and Kurt to fly to LA during their spring breaks. They mailed birthday presents to each other and had a virtual Valentine’s Day date. Anything that felt like they were actually spending time together, they did.

All that hard work meant Blaine was spending his first year in college with the love of his life at his side. He didn’t want to imagine how different things could’ve been for him if Kurt wasn’t in his life.

#klaine fanfic #klaine fanfiction #klaine #my fics #folklore series

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When I first met my husband, Neal, I thought he was gay. Maybe that's because he told me he was gay. So while I was attracted to him, I figured he would just be my gay best friend. Then, one night, we wound up in bed together, and let's just say that he did not act like a gay best friend usually acts. In fact, he seemed more comfortable with my body than plenty of straight men I'd dated had been. And after a hot-and-heavy weekend, I knew a lot more about Neal than "gay" had hinted at: He'd been married before (to a woman), and he was (still is) attracted to both sexes. Since his divorce he'd mostly dated men, so he'd gone with "gay" over "bi" when we met, but deep down that's what he is: bisexual. I was not entirely surprised, and I was definitely not disappointed.

However, I did have some concerns. Early in our relationship, which got super serious, super fast, I was anxious: I worried Neal would change his mind, say that he was actually truly 100 percent gay after all, and leave me for a man. (Maybe you've heard the joke? A man who says he's bisexual is gay, straight, or lying.) Another part of me worried whether a bisexual guy could ever really be monogamous. Also, didn't being with a man who was interested in men and women mean that I was competing against everyone in the world for his attention?

I just wasn't that familiar with bi guys. Bi women are practically mainstream: Megan Fox, Lady Gaga, Anna Paquin, Jessie J, and Evan Rachel Wood, to name only a few, have all spoken openly about being bisexual. When a woman says she's bi, it makes her more desirable to men. But few celeb men are out as bi—and you never see two guys making out in a bar to get women to pay attention.

Plus, I must admit I wondered whether all the stuff people say about bisexuals might actually turn out to be true—that they're untrustworthy, just going through a phase, or slutty; that they'll break your heart or give you STDs and probably cooties too.

Dating a bi guy, even one as great and as honest as Neal, was daunting to think about.

The sliding scale of sexuality explained

Understanding the basic science of bisexuality helped me a lot. Ritch Savin-Williams, professor of developmental psychology at Cornell University, who has done extensive research into arousal patterns of gay and bisexual individuals, puts it simply: "Bisexual men are attracted to both sexes. They have variations in how much they lean toward women or men." It's important to note that Savin-Williams, like most social scientists, differentiates between sexual orientation and sexual behavior. "So a guy could be attracted to 70 percent men and 30 percent women," he says, "but still meet a woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with and be monogamous. His orientation is bi, but his sexual behavior is straight." Conversely, if someone is having sex with both women and men, then he is behaviorally bisexual, regardless of what he says his orientation is.

What many women struggle with is not the fear that a guy is bi but the fear that he's temporarily bi and will eventually identify as gay. It's not a weird thing to worry about (I worried about it!), since many men have done exactly that. "Before homosexuality was as accepted as it is now," says Allen Rosenthal, a researcher at Northwestern University, "homosexual men often identified as bi in the process of coming out, like getting their feet wet. But it was a disservice to genuinely bisexual men because it left a lot of people with the impression that bi is a transitional orientation." The good news is that the reasons the bi-to-gay move used to be so prevalent—societal and family pressures, fears of being openly gay—are lessening. These days, it's more OK to be gay, and that's making it more OK to be bi. Progress!

So Could You, Should You? We asked glamour.com readers if they'd date a bi guy. The results:

__I'd have a lot of questions,

but maybe.……………………………16%

No way.………………………………..36%

Totally, why not?…………………….48%

In other words, two out of three of you would consider it. Explained one commenter: "If he's into me, he's into me. If he happens to be into guys too, well…we only have more in common!"__

Our little nonsecret

Neal assuaged my anxieties by being so enthusiastic about me that I had no reason to doubt his attraction. I was impressed by his self-awareness too. He realized he was bisexual when he was 20, and he still considers himself attracted to both sexes, at a ratio of about 80:20, women to men. My friends said he was an improvement over more macho guys I'd brought home in the past, and no one really made a big deal about the bi thing. They'd already seen him with men and with women, and we run with a pretty arty crowd. Bottom line: I was in love. As the years passed, I saw that Neal had more integrity and self-knowledge than anyone I'd ever known. And so, reader, I married him. We've been together and monogamous for 12 years, married for eight.

Neal is comfortable with his sexuality. He's "straightish," in the terminology of a gay friend of ours. But he is kind of "gayish" too. He is a performance artist, eccentric, and has—true to stereotype—better style than I do. And if I'm like, "Wow, Mike is superhot," he doesn't stare blankly but says, "Totally. Because of the way he plays guitar, right?"

Generally, we don't tell the world about Neal's orientation (well, until now!). Not everyone is as supportive as our circle, and to be honest, I have zero interest in talking with someone who thinks I'm in a sham marriage just because my guy doesn't go, "Ewww!" when Channing Tatum takes off his shirt.

There have been a few bumps along the road. Early on, Neal confessed that he had a crush on someone else. In the moment before he told me who it was, as my heart sank, I thought: Oh God, it's a man. He's gay. He's going to leave me for a man. I am a fool. How did I not see it coming? How stupid could I be?

Then he told me who it was: a woman. And we worked through it. In retrospect, I think we would have been OK even if it had been a man. In the years since, we've weathered crushes I've developed too, and a million other surprising and not-so-surprising things. I don't think we're any more open-minded than most couples—but the amount of honesty required at the beginning of our relationship has served us well.

Talk, then talk some more

So how do you make it work with a bi guy? "If I were a woman involved with a bisexual man," says Savin-Williams, "I would have very honest communication with him about what he means when he uses the term." Trust me, I asked Neal a lot of questions about what he was into and what to expect as our relationship deepened. Would he commit to monogamy? What kind of boundaries did we need to set up? Be clear about what you're asking, warns Lisa Diamond, professor of developmental psychology at the University of Utah. "The question Are you attracted to men?' is different from Would you want to have a sexual relationship with a man?'" she points out. "Many men might say, It's a hot fantasy, but not one I would act on.'" At that point the question becomes whether or not you're OK with the fantasy. On the other hand, if he says he wants more than a fantasy when it comes to men…then he might not be the guy for you.

No matter whom you're dating, part of love is taking that leap into the unknown. "The only way to be truly sure," says Barbara Hernandez, a family and marriage therapist, "is over time. It depends on the values of the person, and the strength of commitment, and whether both partners work hard at it." Good advice for any couple, even a straight-as-an-arrow one.

At some point, if you're still freaking out about whether your bi guy is really bi, you might need to acknowledge that what you're worried about is whether he's really yours. "We all need to be honest with ourselves," says Diamond. "I wonder if the underlying concern isn't the same one we always have: Does he really want me? Is he going to leave me? That's a concern as old as the hills." With Neal, I came to look at it this way: If he was choosing to be with me, then he was choosing me over all men and women everywhere. And that felt kind of awesome.

Believe it or not, Neal's sexuality doesn't come up that often in our daily lives. My failure to close drawers, his inability to throw anything away, and an ongoing disagreement on who is the more lenient parent are all topics that cause more strife than his sometimes thinking men are hot. Really, who can blame him? Men are hot, especially ones who are honest and confident. Especially ones who, even though they may be attracted to lots of people, pick you.

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Was possessed with the urge to write this out

Aphmau’s Mystreet But Ein is raised as Aph’s lil bro because idk, his mom died and his dad is an asshole and because canon is an illusion And because this has been trapped in my brain for days

Aphmau would be more aware of her werewolf heritage and in high school specific that yes, my dad is a werewolf but I got my mom’s human genes

Second year

Alpha Aphmau: All of you BETTER play nice with my baby brother

The werewolves: You have a brother???

The Werewolf Trio: Yeah, a half-brother who’s a werewolf. So he’s going to be in our werewolf class

Ein is not the omega nor the alpha male because his sister forbade it. No one can pick on her brother but her and maybe Aaron

In first year, during a lot of events Ein is just there watching and knowing all the tea

He still dyed a bit of his hair blue because Aesthetic

He once turned to his wolf form and bit Gene during Aphmau’s first year

He still buys his hair dye from Hot Topic and constantly awkwardly have to deal with Gene who keeps asking for pics of his sister

Aphmau’s aware relatively early on that she was marked by the Alpha Male/Omega Aaron as the Alpha Female, because she grew up with a werewolf little brother so she knows a bit about werewolves and it’s one of the reason’s she intentionally signed up for Werewolf Class

Every birthday of Aphmau’s, there are two cakes. Red velvet because its her favourite, and another non-chocolate one for Ein

Ein also knows about Aaron being a werewolf in High School but he was raised with Respect and Manners so he keeps his mouth shut, but does tell Aaron when he and Aph start dating

Ein had a baby crush on Kawaii-Chan and Laurence at the same time

When Aphmau was turned into a werewolf for a week, he helped her adjust to all the shedding

Aphmau: Wait, you use a different shampoo for your fur??

Ein: ... Yes??? Fur and hair are very different, that’s why you don’t use human shampoo on dogs! Have you been using your regular shampoo??

Aphmau:... Yes

Ein: Use mine so there’s less shedding and mom doesn’t have to buy another bulk set of lint rollers

Second year is really calm and stuff, outside of Aphmau getting challenged by Maria everything’s chill

Ein also gets challenged a bunch because everyone thinks that Aphmau tagged him as Alpha Male but no, I’m just her brother

The Alpha Male Aphmau chooses is still Daniel because Shenanigans happen during the games

When he graduates, Aphmau assigns Ein as Alpha Male because they’re graduating in a year or so anyway so they have time to properly scout for proper replacements in the next year or so

Mystreet S1

He either owns his own house on the street or rooms with the Knight Boys or with Aaron to give Aphmau more of an excuse to visit him without causing someone to freak out

He was with Travis at the start but he heard Aaron and Dante talking about a thing and grabs Travis and Celestia and Laurence so they don’t get left behind

He helps Aphmau with mom freaking out

Makes sure everyone knows that his sister cannot swim and neither can he (cue group swimming lessons to help their friends learn how to swim)

Garrence because why not, except they’re still in the “we’re totally just friends bro” phase and Ein and Zane are already Tired, but its better than watching Dante try and fail at flirting

Is Suspect of Gene with Zane

He lives with either Zane, Garroth, and Laurence, or Dante and Travis

Was not transformed into a baby during the Halloween special and made sure Aaron doesn’t eat any chocolate

Post-S3 Pre-S4

He’s just along for the chaotic ride until pain

Idk who’d take his place honestly, with that in mind let’s not

They clean up the lodge and the weirdest thing that happens is a ghost that either gets exorcised or is sent to another place to haunt

They find the potion place and the notes on forever potions, Lucinda takes the book home

Ein befriends the local werewolf pack and asks them to avoid certain roads because of people coming in with this lodge getting repaired

All just happy and fun times, until he off-handedly mentions a weird book about Forever Potions they found to Derek and Garte does shit really start hitting the fan

Then Travis briefly acts off enough to have the warning bells ring in Ein’s head

Oh yeah, Ein’s “werewolf” pack is just the Mystreet crew, they don’t really get it for the most part but they try! (Outside of Aaron and Aph, and Aaron’s werewolf genes & instincts are happy for the familiarity)

Starlight happens but more because Aaron and Ein worked their asses off (because Ein wants to help his future-brother-in-law have the perfect proposal setting and mood because his sister deserves the best)

However, Derek and Garte bring their families plus friends of their family along as well

They tell them a month in advance

Aaron & Ein:...

Ein: Well, at least you can use the money to just buy the rings and eventually fund the wedding, right?

Aaron:... Yeah...

Vylad’s there, oh and Garroth and Laurence are now dating and help set up Zane & Kawaii-Chan

During that one episode where they encounter Kai, he and Ein almost throw hands because no on insults his sister like that but him and maybe Aaron and Katelyn and Zane and-

Aaron asks his family and Ein if its okay for him to turn Aphmau into a werewolf

Aaron: I don’t want to risk her getting hurt because I lost control

The Lycans: We understand, and we give you permission as long as she’s okay with it

Ein:

The Lycans:

Aaron:

Ein: I thought you were just a normal werewolf, maybe a bit weird but the Ultima? Never in my wildest dreams

The Lycans:

Aaron: Fuck

Two days later

Ein: Okay, I’m calm now, yes you can, as long as you tell our mom and get her permission too and also tell Aph that she won’t be able to have red velvet anymore because of werewolf allergies

A day later

Ein, to the Lycans: Oh yeah, remember that Aphmau technically has werewolf genetics because of our father

Derek, having certain pieces clicking together: Just out of curiosity, what’s your father’s name

Ein: Zack *gags*

Derek, internally: PANIC

Ein helps Aphmau adjust to her new ears and tail, and also makes sure she learn how to hide it as soon as she can

Oh yea, Garroth isn’t turned into a werewolf because Aaron has no reason to lose control because of Ein because Ein’s his soon to be brother-in-law

Starlight is fine but the Adulter Adults are preparing for a storm, Hyria is also there because they needed a powerful witch to prepare for the storm

Things are all fine and dandy until the end when Zack, Elizabeth, and Micheal make their resurgence and ruin shit

S6, now I haven’t fully watched When Angels Fall but I think I understand enough to get what’s happening

With the extra prep, Rowen and the Guardian Forces are informed of the situation to come, Toby has a small team that have been giving a special immunity to Micheal’s control

Starlight is still on high alert, Melissa is shot by one of Micheal’s puppets, Rachel helps the other werewolves in the island escape and leaves with them hoping to be able to see her family at the end of this

On the cannon, through a lot of work and trickery, Micheal is yeeted between Travis and Terry on the platform between the canon, he’s turned into a relic between yeets

The Guardian forces take the relic with Holla’s help and information

The cannon sinks, Zack and Elizabeth are arrested, Garte and Derek do a bit of time for their previous involvement, leaving their fortune to their wives and children

Her Wish

Since there was less disaster in this timeline, its a large Christmas Family gathering featuring Everyone

“Reenee” gets a different excuse to spend Christmas with them

Ein, Lucinda, and Kim hellp her buy a present for Aphmau and Aaron

Ghost/Emmalyn recognizes her and tells the others buy they all keep quiet about it and let her have her time with her all of her family for once, even if they’re different dimensional counterparts

#aphmau

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sakuwriteshere · 4 years

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Pretty Little Liar: Chapter 2

General warnings (for the whole story): Fluff, comedy, angst, sexual innuedos, roommates AU, Ketch is a douche

Beta reader: @irebloggbecauseiappreciateyou.

Words count: 4238 words

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Chapter 2:

It’s finally time for Y/N to properly meet Dean’s only woman he truly cares about: Baby, aka his car. There’s really something about men and their cars, her own father named his, and the few men she dated did just the same. She has to admit that the black muscle car is a beauty. A piece of collection and Dean does take good care of her, she’s sparkling and still in brand new condition. As she’s sitting down on the passenger seat, Y/N lets her fingers brush against the leather reverently while Dean puts the last of their bags in the trunk. The old car creaks and dips as Dean slides on the driver seat.

“Ready to go, Sweetheart?” Dean asks her in a huff, both hands roaming over the steering wheel. “I thought a pet name would make this thing more realistic.” he justifies himself when she frowns at the nickname.

“Do you prefer something else? Honey? Or Princess, maybe?” He suggests and can’t help himself but chuckles when she’s making a disgusted face with the last suggestion.

‘Princess.’ Y/N never liked that nickname, it sounded… cheesy as hell and now she despises it since it reminds her of one of her ex-boyfriends.

“Sweetheart is good. Let’s just stick with the basics.” She suppresses a shudder as one last memory from her ex crosses her mind, he was such a mistake.

“What do you want me to call you back, then?” The engine roars to life, muffling her voice.

“Babe? Oh wait, I know!” She exclaimed, a mischievous smile widening her face. “Bean!”

It’s Dean’s turn to make a sour face making her laugh heartily. Once her laughter subsided, they both agreed to stick with ‘Babe’. Dean is surprised with how good the nickname sounds in her voice. Shaking his head to focus, he finally drives out from his parking spot.

***

The Winchesters don’t live far from their sons, Dean informs Y/N it’s just a two hours drive which gives them enough time to learn the basics stuff about each other. It starts easily with their favorite colors and type of food, the conversation slowly drifting towards their taste in music, both having a soft spot for classic rock, before they end on more private facts.

“Speaking of which, I don’t really know what you do for a living.” Y/N says while watching the scenery flying through the opened window, the hot air blowing on her face.

“I’m helping my father with the family business,” Dean replies plainly.

“I know that.” Y/N states, giving him a bitchy face. “You own your own garage. It’s just I’ve never seen you coming back from work covered in grease and things like that. Don’t you get dirty when you’re repairing cars?”

Dean shrugs some more, his eyes flicking to her for a second as he licks his bottom lip. He’s not very fond of speaking about his job. Dean loves what he does for a living, he’s even proud of it but people tend to judge him once they really know what his job is.

“I own several businesses, the garage is one of them.” He starts to explain, knowing that he needs to tell her more if he wants to make his parents believe they’re a couple. “The coffee shop you’re working at, I own it too and a few other things.”

“What?” Y/N’s gaze abandons the scenery from outside at the revelation, her eyes fixed on Dean who chooses to keep his eyes on the road.

“What?” Dean parrots as Y/N is strangely silent.

Slowly, she brings the pieces together, how easy and quick it was for Rachel to accept her days off.

“You ordered her.” She whispers more to herself than anything, but Dean hears her anyway. “You told her to let me leave for the weekend.”

Dean huffs, his body tensing at her accusation. “I own shops, Y/N, not people. I don’t give orders.” Despite the need to keep his eyes on the road, Dean glances at her a few times, searching for her eyes, he needs to show her he’s telling the truth. “I simply asked her to give you whatever you asked if it was possible, that’s it.”

“You’re rich…” She deduces in a whisper, her eyes staring at her lap.

Dean groans at her statement. Here it goes! Every time people learn about his real job, they start to act and treat him differently and Dean hates it.

“We’re healthy, yeah, but it doesn’t define who I am.” His grumpy voice resonating in the car.

It’s Y/N’s turn to be mad at him. Who does he think she is? She’s not going to treat him differently just because she learned he’s her big boss. “I know that. You’re still my neat-freak roommate.”

Dean cools down at her indignant tone, his tensed shoulders relaxing in the process. “But?” He tries when he feels she has more to say. She lets out a heavy breath, clasping her hands on her lap.

“But...let’s just say I’m not really the type of girl your parents would expect for you.”

The defeated tone she’s using surprises Dean. Among everything else, that’s not what he thought would bother her.

“We’re not really a couple, you know that?” He reminds her, his hands turning the steering wheel as he approaches his parents’ house.

“I’m aware, thank you!” Her face is blushing hard at the reminder. “But I don’t want them to look down on you, even if it’s fake.”

The tires roll over the gravel, meaning they have reached their destination. Dean parks the car in the shadows in a little corner. They’re both silent for a moment, Dean watching her while she’s keeping her eyes on her lap, her knuckles turning white the more she clenches her hands.

“Hey, look at me,” Dean says quietly, his hand wrapping around her tensed fist. The physical contact forcing Y/N to look at him.

“Yes we’re healthy but it hasn’t always been the case. We don’t forget where we came from. My parents- my whole family is pretty laid back so there’s nothing to fear, alright?” Green eyes searching her own. After a beat, feeling he’s being honest with her, Y/N forces a tiny smile and nods. Dean squeezes her hand one last time before getting out of the car.

Y/N inhales sharply, telling herself that she doesn’t need to prove anything. Dean and her are going to spend the weekend together, pretending they’re madly in love and by Monday everything will be back to normal. Yeah, there’s nothing to feel bad about, it’s going to be easy!

Her mouth slacks open as she gets out of the car, her eyes finally falling over the huge house in front of her. ‘Laidback people’ my ass! She thinks before she notices Mary Winchester appearing behind the opened vibrant red main door. The blond woman waves happily at them while Dean fetches their bags in the trunk.

“Alright, Sweetheart. Ready to shine?” Dean announces, one hand holding the bags the other one intertwined with Y/N’s one.

“Not even a bit.” Y/N replies between clenched teeth, a huge smile plastered over her face as they walked towards the main entrance.

As soon as they have climbed up the three little steps, Mary engulfs them in a bear hug.

“Dean. Y/N. It’s so good to see you. How was the drive?” Mary’s genuine intrigue can be heard in her voice. Her eyes drift between Y/N and her son, a hand pressed over her heart as she smiles at them. “ Sorry. Sorry.” Mary chuckles when she senses the awkward tension around them. “You look so cute together.”

Guilt creeps through Y/N’s veins. Mary is really happy for her son and doesn’t suspect the fraud, not even for a second. Is Y/N ready to lie right in front of her face? Maybe it’s better to tell Mary the truth before the lie escalates some more?

“Come in, please. You must be thirsty, it's really hot today. Dean, sweety, can you leave your bags in your old room?” Y/N’s trail of thoughts is broken as Mary pushes her into the house.

Y/N’s looking at him with dread and Dean gives her an apologetic smile as he climbs up the stairs leading to the second floor, where the bedrooms are, while she’s escorted by the Winchester’s matriarch into the living room. She wasn’t expecting to be on her own the minute right after they got in.

Fortunately, two familiar faces greet her as they enter the living room. Sam Winchester, Dean’s little brother, and Jessica Moore, his girlfriend, are already there. Y/N had met them a few times already, Sam and Dean being particularly close.

“Y/N?” The shock on Sam’s face is obvious as he recognizes the newcomer.

“Sam. Jessica. It’s so nice to see you again.” Y/N greets, easily accepting Jessica’s hug. It’s good to have something familiar with her, something to keep her nerves on track.

“You’ve already met?” Mary asks, a bit surprised that her youngest son didn’t mention Dean’s new girlfriend before.

“Yeah,” Sam confirms, giving Y/N a light hug as well. “Y/N and Dean are roommates.”

Panic raises within Y/N, Sam knows nothing about the lie, she needs to think about something to say and quickly.

“Dean and I weren’t a thing yet the last time we’ve met.” Y/N tells Mary, a shy smile on her lips, and doing everything she could to ignore Sam and Jessica’s questioning looks.

Looking everywhere to find a distraction, something white and fluffy catches Y/N attention. The awkwardness she was feeling a few seconds before flying out through the window as she spots the cute little puppy on the couch behind Jessica.

“Oh my god.” Y/N’s high pitched voice catches everyone’s attention as she walks towards the couch. “Hello there.”

Kneeling in front of the couch, she watches the Samoyed puppy rustling with the plaid cover wrapped around its tiny body. Her heart melts when she hears the puppy’s tiny barks.

“Aaaww look at you. You’re so cute.” Y/N says in a baby voice. Jessica kneeling next to her, using the same kind of voice.

“We found her on our way here. Went to the vet but it seems like no one claimed her, yet.” Jessica explains, one slender finger stroking the top of the puppy’s head.

“Does she have a name?” Jessica shakes her head no at Y/N question. “She needs a name. Oh, I know! Snowball! Because you just look like a cute, tiny snowball. Yes, you are.” Y/N proposes while stroking the newfound Snowball’s tiny belly. Every time an animal crosses her path, Y/N is a goner.

“Why do people speak with a baby voice when they’re in front of a puppy?” Sam asks his mother, a smile covering his lips when Jessica’s wonderful laughter rings in his ears.

“That’s because we can’t help it,” Mary replies with a baby voice, joining the girls near the couch, welcoming Snowball into the family.

As Sam rolls his eyes, feeling suddenly lonely he spots Dean coming in, his older brother looking down at the strange scene in front of him.

“What’s that thing?” He asks Sam, pointing his index finger at the little white bundle on the couch.

“Apparently it’s Snowball.” Sam sighs, knowing that Jessica didn’t forget what the vet said. If within two weeks no one has claimed the dog, they have the right to keep it. Seems like Sam just got a new dog. “Can I talk to you a second, Dean?” Sam’s lips forming a thin line as he forces a smile.

The two men leave the living room, moving into the main hall for a bit of privacy.

“Since when you and Y/N are dating?” Sam’s quick to ask the question that his mind was burning to ask.

“Er... a couple of months?” When he had picked Y/N as his fake girlfriend, Dean had totally forgotten about the fact Sam knew her already. He just needs to make up another lie, nothing too hard.

“And you didn’t tell me because…?”

“Because it’s none of your business.” Dean groans, not liking his little brother’s interrogation. Sam doesn’t bulge and Dean knows he has to say something more to convince him.

“I… I think this is it. She’s the one, Sam. And-and I don’t want to blow up whatever we have so I preferred to keep it a secret for a while, to go slow, you know?” Dean doesn’t mean any word at all, it’s just an act but he knows he’s little brother is a real sucker for that kind of romantic crap.

“Dean...I-I don’t know what to say.” Sam’s voice sounds apologetic enough to let Dean think he said the right things. The look Sam’s giving him is making Dean a bit uncomfortable, it’s been a long time since Dean had seen that glint in his little brother’s eyes, it’s a mix between joy and pride.

“I would say we’ve all found our perfect missing part, boys.” A deep, throaty voice booms behind them as strong hands tap their backs, startling them in the process.

John Winchester pushes his boys slightly so they can see what’s going on in the living room. From their spot under the doorframe, the three men watch the women kneeling around the puppy and gushing over it in pure wonder.

“Look at them,” John’s voice is softer now, as if he’s scared of disturbing the beautiful scenery in front of him. “They’re getting along so well, as if they have known each other for years. I’m proud of you boys.”

Getting a compliment from their father is like winning the jackpot at the lottery. John Winchester is a good father, he did his best to raise his sons while building an empire for their future, making sure they would never lack anything ever again. But he’s also a reserved man, very demanding, especially with his two sons, so whenever John compliments them, they know he means it.

A particular delightful sound breaks Dean from his giddy state. A sound as clear as crystal and soft as silk to Dean’s ears, Y/N’s laughing heartily as Snowball licks her nose. For a moment Dean’s looking at her like it was the first time, the way she throws her head back as she laughs, her face so opened and free from doubt and shame, her eyes full of life as they’re shining with mirth. He has never seen her like that, she’s always been a discreet and nice roommate until now, and Dean surprises himself with thinking how he wouldn't mind hearing her laughter more from now on. Y/N really blends in his family, it’s so easy that it scares him.

***

After some long arguments about Snowball and a promise that the dog would still be here later, Dean finally convinced Y/N to retreat in his bedroom, the room they could let their guard down a bit during the weekend. Behind the closed door, they don’t need to pretend they’re madly in love and after the disturbing revelation Dean had earlier, he needs some time to relax. They have a few hours to kill before they need to get back to fake dating.

“Can we have a dog?” Y/N asks, unzipping her bag in the bathroom, her voice loud enough for Dean to hear.

“We’re not having a dog, Y/N,” Dean says in a strained voice as he lays across his bed, thumb and index finger massaging his tired eyes.

“But why?” She whines coming back into the room, a brush clutches into her hand and pouting at him even though he’s not looking at her.

“Because I don’t really like dogs.” He lies, hopeful it would end the argument right away.

Y/N’s speechless, her mouth hangs open as shock is written all over her face. “Dean Winchester, I’m fake breaking up with you right now! There’s no way I’ll love a man who doesn’t like dogs, even if it’s fake love.”

“I’ll think about it.” Dean sighs, knowing that it’s easier to lie than to keep on arguing with her. It seems to work because nothing comes back at him and lifting his head slightly in her direction, Dean sees the satisfied smile over her lips, making him smile back without knowing.

“So about the bed arrangement…” Y/N starts to speak, her voice suddenly unsure about what they previously agreed on. “I know we were ok with sharing a bed but I wasn’t thinking it would be so small.” She voices her concerns, eyeing the bed warily.

“It’s just for sleeping, I think two grown-up adults can fit inside without anything happening.” He chuckles before adding “It’s not like I haven’t seen you in your pajamas, already.”

A loud gasp makes him lose his playful smile and he watches Y/N rushing back into the bathroom, all of her clothes flying around her.

“No, no, no.” She exclaims and when the last piece of clothes is out from the bag, a long whine comes out from her throat.

“What now?” Dean asks, being prepared for the worst.

“I forgot my pajamas.” Her eyes shut tight, slapping her face in her mind at her stupidity. “That’s why you don’t pack a bag the night before your departure, Dean! It’s the best way to forget something.” She turns towards Dean, pointing an accusing finger at him but the later doesn't see her as he’s busy shuffling into his dresser.

“Well, I packed this morning and didn’t forget anything. Take these, I think it’s your size.” Throwing an old t-shirt from when he was younger, Dean looks at Y/N’s blushing face as a soft ‘thank you’ falls out of her lips and realizes that the girl he knew, back at the apartment, was still here.

She has a strange persona, really. Most of the time she’s quiet and keeps to herself, but Dean had seen her earlier, smiling and laughing genuinely.

“What?” She asks him in a whisper, her gaze cast down as she clutches the t-shirt against her chest.

“You seem different,” Dean answers her without thinking, lost in his own thinking. Hearing himself, he knows his words can hurt her, so he’s quick to add “A good different. I don’t know it’s kind of...refreshing.”

Her grip around the material loosen, her fingers now playing with the grey tee-shirt and she shrugs, her gaze still fixed on her bare feet.

“It’s just...Your family is nice, I feel free to be truly myself.” Her voice is no lower than a whisper.

Using the same kind of tone as her, Dean has to ask, her words hurting him in a way. “You’re not at ease in our apartment?”

“Yes of course!” She’s quick to answer him, her eyes zeroing on him, a determined glint burning in them. She doesn’t want him to think he’s making her uncomfortable, because Dean has truly been a nice man, she’s very lucky to have him as her roommate.

“It’s just since...I don’t know even myself so how can I explain it to you?” Her shoulders slump, defeated because she truly doesn’t know why she can’t let herself be most of the time.

Dean nods at that, knowing it’s more complicated than what it seems and they’re not going to talk about it here. Instead, he’ll use the weekend to let her enjoy herself, and maybe she’ll trust him enough to stay that way even when they will be back at the apartment. Dean hadn’t realized until now, how much he didn’t pay attention to the little details. When he thinks about it, they barely see each other, except in the morning during breakfast and at night before they go to bed in their own room after a quick dinner.

The weekend just gets more interesting as Dean promises himself he’s going to learn more about his roommate: Y/N Y/L/N.

***

Later in the evening, the whole family is reunited around the table which is overflowed with delicious meals. Mary outdid herself once again, as she did every time her little family was gathered. As the years go, the family is getting bigger and bigger, and Mary can’t be more grateful for that. Lovingly she grabs John’s hand that rests on her right, intertwining their fingers as she watches her sons discreetly.

Sam and Jessica are chatting playfully, Sam’s being as smooth as possible as he feeds Snowball under the table from time to time. Y/N’s scolding Dean for his bad manners, the later not in a position to argue back as his mouth is full. She then shares a look with her husband, thanking him for giving her this family, John doesn’t need to speak to convey his own happiness. After 40 years of being together, you don’t need words to speak with the one you love. Mary only hopes that her sons will be as lucky as she is.

***

Groaning, Dean lets his body fall heavily on his bed. It's been a while since he ate this much, but he couldn’t help it, his mother is the best cook in the world. Rubbing his stomach, Dean eyed the slice of pie waiting for him on the bedside table. He ate more than the half already but Mary made his favorite, how could he not eat all of it? It’s a crime in his books, so he brought another slice sneakily into his room. There’s always room left for pie. Always.

The bathroom door opened, revealing Y/N in only Dean’s old tee-shirt. As expected, it was her size, the material large around her shoulders and covering her modesty perfectly. The faded logo of Led Zeppelin adorning her chest, Dean sits straighter in his bed, thinking how good she looks in his clothes.

“The bathroom is free.” Y/N’s offer not reaching his ears as he zones out. It takes several tries calling his name before Dean comes back to his senses, blinking twice.

“Are you alright?” She giggles and Dean feels sick in his stomach.

“Y-yeah.” He clears his throat and jumps from the bed, striding towards the bathroom. “I think I ate too much.” He mutters before closing the door behind him.

“Shocker.” She breathes, shaking her head. She told him he was eating too much, but did he listen to her? Noooo. As she lays down on her side of the bed, Y/N prays that he won’t puke on her during the night. The day has been so eventful and exciting that she’s out like a light.

In the bathroom, Dean’s looking back at his own reflection, hands clutched around the ceramic bowl. That is surely it, he ate too much, what else could it be? His brain is right, it’s just a stomach bug, nothing else. So why is his heart beating faster than usual? And more importantly, why is his nether regions telling him the exact opposite of his brain?

He has to admit, she looks very good in his t-shirt. And Dean is just a man, he loves the ladies, so of course he’s attracted when he can get a glimpse of skin. He can picture perfectly from the view he just had a few seconds earlier, how her thighs seemed smooth, her bare legs slightly covered with his tee-shirt. Great, now he has a boner! There’s no way he’s going to slide next to her with a boner, what will she think of him?

“Shower.” Dean orders to his own reflection, nodding at himself. He can take care of it in the shower, it wouldn’t be the first time he blew up some steam in the shower.

***

As the door creaks open, Dean’s glad the bedroom is plunged into darkness, meaning Y/N is already asleep. He wouldn’t feel at ease to look at her while he slides into the bed next to her. Carefully, Dean crawls on his side of his bed and finally lets go of his breath he’s holding once he’s securely laying down. She’s facing him, sleeping on her side, her hands tucked under her chin and against her chest. Dean is scolding himself, stopping his stupid brain to think about another part of her anatomy. The handjob he just had into the shower is already enough.

Rubbing a hand over his face as he thinks about it: he just masturbated thinking about his roommate. Y/N! How fucked his mind is? This is wrong. Granted, it’s not the first time he’s fantasizing about her but usually she’s not sleeping right next to him. A rustling sound next to him breaks his trail of thoughts and Dean watches with horror, Y/N arms sneaking over his torso, the rest of her body following and getting closer. She sighs happily as her head rests over his arms, preventing him from moving. What happened to the one rule they agreed on ‘having each other's personal space?’ God, she smells good. Why does she have to smell good on top of that? And why does her body fits perfectly against his?

“Awesome.” Dean mouths ironically.

Pour Toujours tags: @drakelover78, @akshi8278

PLL tags: @eliwinchester99, @paiswhite, @vicmc624, @metalfangirl

#dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #supernatural fanfiction #supernatural reader insert #female!reader #roommates au #spn fanfiction #fake dating #series #pll series

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Fic Masterlist

WIPS

Felix Culpa

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (T)

Varrick is the intimidating boss at Varrick Global Industries, and Zhu Li is his ever dutiful assistant. When Varrick is faced with being deported back to the Southern Water Tribe, he makes a split second decision that affects both his and Zhu Li’s lives.

Riptide

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (G)

Octavia has Diyoza on her knees and Bellamy tries to convince her not to go through with killing her when Clarke arrives with shocking news.

Puppy Love

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (G)

When Bellamy brought a puppy into their already complicated life, Echo was a little confused. How would their rigid schedules work now?

Everybody Wants to Rule the World

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (T) (moodboard)

When Roan dropped Echo off at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters, she didn’t know what she expected. Meeting Bellamy Blake certainly wasn’t on her radar.

Things I Almost Remembered

(Star Wars) (Rey x Ben) (T) (moodboard)

Former Senator Lei Organa is offering a large reward to whomever can return her long lost son to her. Rey and Finn decide to find someone on the streets of Chandrila who looks like the lost prince and teach him to play the part so they can get rich… but this Kylo Ren seems almost a little too perfectly matched to the part.

Something About the Sunshine

(Game of Thrones) (Sansa x Theon) (T) (moodboard)

Three years ago, it was a simple summer beach romance. Now, Sansa is navigating a rocky relationship with Joffrey, and Theon is trying to break out of Ramsay’s iron grip, and they barely remember each other, at least until circumstances throw them back together.

They Picked Us

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (T) (Major Character Death) (moodboard)

When tragedy strikes, Emma finds herself raising her best friend’s infant son with the help of the devil incarnate, one Mr Killian Jones. Will they be able to put aside their differences long enough to make sure little Leo has a good life?

Ocean’s Roar

(Game of Thrones) (Sansa x Theon) (T) (moodboard)

Sansa begins her latest research expedition, not realizing it will lead her to possibly one of the greatest scientific discoveries of her career.. and turn her personal life upside down.

Camera Flashes and Magazine Covers

(Julie and the Phantoms) (Julie x Luke) (T) (moodboard)

During a trip to Hollywood for a music competition, Julie meets rock star Luke Patterson, completely by chance. After spending time with him, she starts to realize he might not be the jerk she thinks he is, until an interview changes all of that.

Luke has the chance of a lifetime, to land a movie deal, but there's one catch - he needs to stay out of the tabloids. Meeting Julie Molina, the one person in the world who isn't obsessed with him, complicates things.

A Juke AU based on the 2010 Disney Channel Original Movie Starstruck

Completed Multichapter Fics

N/A (yet)

Completed Oneshots

The Laundromat

(Glee) (Kurt x Adam) (G) (1399 words)

After losing a bet to Rachel, Kurt has to visit the Laundromat to do her laundry for her. Thankfully, Adam surprises him and keeps him company, despite the fact that they have a date that night.

Zhu Li Doesn’t Dance

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (G) (515 words)

Zhu Li doesn’t dance, except when Varrick convinces her to.

The In-Laws

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (G) (1094 words)

After his marriage to Zhu Li, Varrick faces the biggest challenge of his life… meeting the inlaws.

Roleplaying

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (T) (461 words)

Zhu Li tries to spice up her married life with Varrick, except he doesn’t seem to notice.

Nobody Does It Like You

(Legend of Korra) (Varrick x Zhu Li) (G) (808 words)

While trapped in prison, Zhu Li and Varrick enjoy some tea, and have a certain moment…

I’m Here

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (T) (1899 words)

Killian thought he was going to lose her to that ice cave, and now that he has her back, he isn’t about to leave her alone.

A Little Help is Easy to Find

(Glee) (Kurt x Adam) (G) (817 words)

Kurt vents to Adam, and Adam offers a solution.

Iced Caramel Latte

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (G) (3191 words)

The coffee shop was his safe haven, so when it was disturbed by a group of students, he was rightfully offended… that is, until one girl sticks in his mind.

Changes

(The 100) (Harper, minor Harper x Monty) (G) (1113 words)

Harper and Monty’s fling results in the action girl’s body going through some interesting changes that are very much not welcome. Yeah, she’s not happy with the idea at all.

A Leaf on a Breeze

(The 100) (Harper & Echo, minor Bellamy x Echo, Spacekru) (G) (3232 words)

Years later, Echo realized something in hindsight. She should have known that of course it would have been Harper, the girl with so much heart, who reached out first, and she was forever grateful for it.

Or, Echo feels alone on the ring, and Harper is the one who brings her out of her shell.

I Love You a Latte

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (G) (4044 words) (moodboard)

Echo didn’t do Valentines Day… until she did.

The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (T) (Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings) (8480 words) (moodboard)

It’s Purge Night and Echo gets stuck in more ways than one. Over, and over, and over again.

Like a river flows surely to the sea

(The 100) (Harper x Roan) (G) (2804 words) (moodboard)

She was drawn to him, and his presence helped her during what could have been a nightmare.

Or, Harper, the Girl Under the Floor, finds someone she hasn’t seen in months while being chased by an Azgedan warrior.

Hello Mr Blake

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (E) (4143 words)

He was a frequent flyer due to his job. She was a flight attendant who always seemed to be working on his flights. Eventually, joining the mile high club just seemed like the right thing to do.

Sail into the Moon

(The 100) (Raven x male!Luna, Spacekru) (G) (5867 words) (moodboard)

After an accident leaves her unable to sail, Raven hated the thought of being close to the water. Her friends somehow managed to convince her to go to the beach with them, though, and there she met the most attractive guy… except she might have met him before. Who knows? It’s a mystery.

Burn

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo, Spacekru) (T) (2886 words)

Bellamy wakes up in the lab, only to find that the Lightbournes are planning on injecting Echo with Nightblood as a test.

Not Goodbye

(Dynasty 2017) (Steven x Sam) (T) (2112 words)

With Sam feeling a bit down, Kirby takes it upon herself to plan a date that he won’t forget.

The Butterflies

(The 100) (Octavia x Lincoln) (T) (4383 words) (moodboard)

It was as though the universe kept trying to tell her something. Every time she felt the butterflies, it was because of him, and him only.

oh, if the sky comes falling down, for you there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do

(The 100) (Octavia x Lincoln, Blake Siblings) (G) (2085 words) (moodboard)

“You shot him?” “Not fatally, but it was a good distraction.” “You’re developing quite the habit.” “I guess I have.”

What if Bellamy had made the right choice back in season 3?

where the love light gleams

(The 100) (Murphy x Raven) (T) (7664 words) (moodboard)

Raven hadn’t been home for Christmas in four years, but the one year she did, she met Murphy, new in town since she had last been there, and learns a very important lesson about the holidays.

We’ve No Place to Go

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (G) (3520 words) (moodboard)

While making a last minute trip to Storybrooke for Christmas, Emma and Henry come across a number of problems… including one very attractive traveler.

On Sister My Sister

(The 100) (Blake Siblings) (T) (5754 words) (moodboard)

After years of estrangement, Octavia waltzes back into Bellamy’s life and helps him take down one of the biggest drug rings in New York, all while making all his friends think they’re in a relationship. Lovely.

Gunning for Glory

(The 100) (Bellamy x Gina) (T) (5119 words) (moodboard)

While on a routine mission for Kane, Bellamy comes across a mystery girl who points him towards a treasure trove that might prove useful for Arkadia, but danger lurks up every spiraling staircase. It may just be the distraction he needs, though, to get over Clarke leaving.

like dust behind the wagon

(The 100) (Harper x Monroe, Spacekru) (T) (Major Character Death) (5470 words) (moodboard)

Harper and her family were in search of a better life in Oregon when tragedy struck. She didn’t think she would ever recover, and then she met Monroe, a lone traveler looking for a ride to Fort Bridger.

In the Middle

(Harry Potter) (Harry x Draco) (G) (1178 words)

Draco and Harry attempt to navigate their two worlds as their relationship continues.

make a wish (count to three)

(The 100) (Murphy x Emori) (T) (5485 words) (moodboard)

In Alpha City, anyone who isn’t a Prime, the top tier of society, is claimed by a factory to work for a meager living at the age of 18. When Murphy is selected for the factory overseen by the mysterious Alie, he thinks life might finally be getting better…

if you choose to fly

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo x Raven) (M) (5498 words) (moodboard)

It’s always been the three of them, for as long as she can remember, and she’s happy. Bellamy kisses her forehead and Echo raises a hand to her cheek, reaching across and pressing a featherlight kiss to her lips. A week later, she finds herself missing the tranquility of the moment.

Or the origin story of Raven Reyes.

Promise

(The 100) (Luna & Octavia) (M) (Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death) (4974 words) (moodboard)

During the Conclave, Luna and Octavia find themselves in another version of Polis where vampires have been terrorizing what’s left of humanity.

Strawberries and Cream

(The 100) (Octavia x Niylah) (E) (3015 words) (moodboard)

Sure, Niylah Keene was freaking gorgeous, and every time she passed her in the hallway, her throat went dry and she had to quickly duck into her apartment before she did something she would regret, but would Octavia admit she had a massive crush on her new neighbour?

No. The answer was no.

time has brought your heart to me

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (E) (9309 words) (moodboard)

High up in the mountains that towered over Eden, where the snow swirled around in the wind, lived the last pocket of elves in the kingdom. When Echo made the journey to the ground to spy on the humans, she had no idea that her story was only beginning, and that the man she met would remain in her heart for centuries to come.

warm me baby

(The 100) (Miller x Bryan) (E) (2012 words) (moodboard)

When the heating system on the Ark goes offline, Miller goes to check on his boyfriend… and then they end up in Bryan’s private quarters with nowhere to be for an indefinite length of time.

Reality Check

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo, Spacekru) (T) (2204 words) (moodboard)

It wasn’t real, she kept reminding herself.

Except it was real. Bellamy had kissed her.

Or Echo tries to cope with the fact that her relationship with Bellamy might actually be real (and Spacekru knows more than they let on).

Healing AIs, Healing Hearts

(The 100) (Octavia x Raven, Raven & Echo) (T) (Major Character Death) (8989 words) (moodboard)

Raven and her mother were a perfect team, working with damaged and mistreated AIs and tech. When tragedy strikes, however, Raven has to figure out how to make it on her own. And then there’s that new assistant her mom hired, making things interesting.

talos bless us

(The 100) (Space Sisters) (T) (5358 words) (moodboard)

When Bellamy gets himself captured by Imperials, sisters Raven and Echo plan the ultimate heist to break him out of a closely guarded fort, aided by a dark elf and a khajiit.

until the next, my beloved

(The 100) (Luna x Raven x Roan) (T) (2798 words) (moodboard)

Luna and Roan set off to find the legendary city of Eden, where it is said there is gold stretching as far as one can see. As Raven cannot come due to her blindness, Luna takes it upon herself to keep sending her updates on their journey.

Onwards

(The 100) (Spacekru) (G) (2033 words)

Echo makes the ultimate choice: does she fully transcend or does she take a chance to live out the rest of her days with the ones she loves the most?

Upwards

(The 100) (Echo x Raven) (G) (1692 words) (moodboard)

She had always been there, Echo realized. She was her home.

it was only a dream?

(The 100) (Spacekru) (T) (3726 words) (moodboard)

It’s just another ordinary day on the Ring until someone points out that it’s Halloween. That’s when things get weird.

de omnibus dubitandum

(The 100) (Lexa x Josephine x Echo) (M) (3740 words) (moodboard)

After vampires took over the world, the Hunter Association was the only thing that stood between the creatures of the night and the rest of humanity. Lexa, commander of the association, was determined to bring the world to a better place, no matter the cost.

And then she met Josephine Lightbourne.

a new and glorious morn

(Game of Thrones) (Sansa x Theon) (G) (10358 words) (moodboard)

He needed a date to the Yule Ball. She needed a fake boyfriend until after the Yule Ball. Seems simple, right? At Hogwarts, nothing is that simple.

nice and rosy and comfy cozy

(Once Upon a Time) (Emma x Killian) (T) (5263 words) (moodboard)

Four times Princess Emma is helped into a sleigh by a nameless naval officer, and one time she goes on a sleigh ride with him and learns his name.

bound to be talk tomorrow

(The 100) (Echo x Raven) (E) (4074 words) (moodboard)

When Echo gets a call to clean up some broken glass in a cabin at the resort on Christmas Eve, she meets Raven, a girl who’s just had her heard broken. Things get spicy when they get snowed in for the night.

Drummer Boy

(Julie and the Phantoms) (Alex x Willie) (G) (1777 words) (moodboard)

Alex has the perfect gift prepared for Willie for Christmas, but his nerves keep getting in the way leading up to the big day.

toward brighter days

(The 100) (Raven x Luna) (T) (5067 words) (moodboard)

Dear Harper,

I am ridiculously out of it this morning. Last night, when we reached the campsite, Luna suggested we give Echo her own bedroll, since she gave hers up the night before. Which meant Luna was sleeping with me. Beside me.

Excerpts from Raven’s journal as she travels to Polis for the Winter Solstice Festival

when life gives you shit, you make kool-aid

(The 100) (Bellamy x Echo) (M) (12017 words) (moodboard)

Bellamy used to have it all, and then one screw-up cost him his career and his fancy life. Now, working as a bodyguard for alcoholic businessmen and their families, he gets a call from his sister for a job… escorting a hitwoman to testify against a man convicted of crimes against humanity. What could possibly go wrong?

your package has been delivered

(Julie and the Phantoms) (Julie x Luke) (G) (5688 words) (moodboard)

Julie was pretty sure she didn't order guitar picks. Luke most certainly did not order monster slippers. Clearly, the delivery driver mixed up their houses. But, delivering packages to each other becomes a ritual, and the fact that they each can't get the other out of their mind? Surely, nothing will come of that.

i feel in my heart the start of something new

(Game of Thrones) (Sansa x Theon) (G) (2823 words) (moodboard)

Sansa isn't feeling New Year's Eve so she hides and reads. And then she (re)meets Theon, and shares a few moments with him, making her night that much better.

never meant to leave unsaid

(Julie and the Phantoms) (Gen Sunset Curve) (T) (3760 words) (moodboard)

Reggie goes to a band rehearsal after a rough day at home, only to find his bandmates equally on edge. When tensions rise, he can't handle it any more.

Reggie runs.

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OC Questions: 4, 10, 19, 50

Thank you!

4. A character you rarely talk about?

I couldn’t decide. Here are three.

The Rev. Dr. Tamhas Samwyl is headmaster of Hollingham while Elystan, Tamett, and Josiah are there, and the boys all have more than a few run-ins with him. He’s no-nonsense and strict but ultimately fair-minded--although the fact that he oversees one of the most elitist institutions in Corege complicates that.

Rietta-Coleinette Brammage (not to be confused with Rietta Valencourt--Faysmond is full of girls named for the Queen, including a cousin of Rachel’s), daughter of the Duke of Normorot, the head of Queen Rietta’s regency council. When the Queen has to choose her dame d’honneur--her head lady-in-waiting--Rietta-Coleinette is presented as an ideal choice, and, regardless of what’s decided, she is going to play a role in the Queen’s (and Rachel’s) life henceforth. Most of that is still TBA, but I can tell you that she does not live up to the Queen’s expectations, and she will shake up the Rietta-Rachel dynamic.

Olvaine Parlen is only nineteen when she gets a place in Queen Bethira’s household. She doesn’t much care for the Queen, whom she sees as cold and judgmental, so she’s relieved to find someone around who is kind to her and encourages her taste for lively activity in her spare time. He’s handsome and charismatic and makes her feel very special. Of course, he’s a bit older than her, but that doesn’t seem to matter because he’s quite her age at heart. She looks forward to every minute she can spend with him, but it’s never quite often enough. After all, King Talfrin is a busy man.

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design?

I don’t think anyone qualifies for this? I think the characters I have developed a look for are fairly straightforward, and everyone else...well, I don’t really draw anyone any more. Unless I’m misunderstanding and you’re looking for another answer?

19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)

As much as I’ve been dragging my feet on doing much with Rachel, planning an OC who is essentially the worst version of my teenage self has been helpful in trying to process some things and for mulling over the nature of friendship and its complexities, especially when it’s between people who have significant differences on major things that matter a lot to them. Rachel and her family and situation are a lot more personal than most of the other elements of these stories, and it will be a challenge to approach this with nuance and--dare I hope?--insight.

Besides, literature needs more female protagonists who are relatable to those of us who aren’t bold, spunky, assertive, and effortlessly competent. Hopefully this is something that can be pulled off.

50. Give me the good ol' OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

it’s so open-ended, I don’t know what to do

Um...the next short story I’ll be writing is about Elystan, a Halloween party on his tenth birthday, and his relationship with Delclis before Delclis’s ascension changed everything. I tend to lazily think of the half-brothers as having always been on bad terms--Delclis distant and indifferent, Elystan deliberately annoying and superior. But is there more to it? They grew up together and thus, despite the differences in their upbringings, have a shared experience of life that no one else in their world has. And that experience has included shared happiness along with the more negative things. It’s more complicated than simply not being able to stand each other. As much as Elystan torments Delclis, deep down it kind of comes from a place of desiring his brother’s attention. And while Delclis doesn’t often have very deep investment in most people, have there been times when he has welcomed his brother’s company and found what he has to say interesting and not entirely irrational?

...that sounds good, but now I have to figure out how to write about it.

#asks #fictionadventurer #The Blackberry Bushes #Tamhas Samwyl #Elystan Liddick #Tamett Lockridge #Josiah Callon #Rietta-Coleinette Brammage #Rietta Valencourt #Rachel Doncath #Olvaine Parlen #Bethira Liddick #Talfrin Liddick #Delclis Phemister #The Blackberry Bushes Q&A

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princesstadashi · 4 years

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Big Hero 6/OUAT AU

Okay guys--so I worked this whole big AU up in my head while I was at work today, inspired by @honeyxmonkey ‘s Tangled the series OUAT AU and @greensword101 ‘s accompanying ask to me about Fred finding Hiro and giving him a hug once the curse was broken! Now, sadly I think I accidentally left my page of notes at work, or else they’re just lost somewhere in my bag, but I’m going to type of everything that I remember and hope for the best--here we go!

Backstory of how everyone got dragged into the curse: So I’m not even going to try to go into weird multi-versey type shit and try to be detailed with this but what you need to know is that Fred/Tadashi and Honey Lemon/Gogo are the main ships here, and Fred’s mom/Gogo’s parents are not happy about this, like at all. I have this headcanon that Gogo’s parents, while not as wealthy as Fred’s parents, are pretty well off (business owners? doctors? I’ll leave it up to your imagination) and are not at all happy with Gogo’s lifestyle choices/were probably emotionally and psychologically if not physically abusive to her, which is why as soon as she could she ran away to live with Honey Lemon’s family, and she and Honey Lemon eventually got together. Definitely not the match her parents wanted for her and they’re still mad that she wasn’t this perfect feminine daughter that they wanted. Fred’s mom is kind of the same way but mostly she’s just homophobic as shit and also wanted to marry Fred off to some rich girl like her and Fred’s dad’s parents did to the two of them. When it came down to choosing, Fred’s dad chose his son over her and divorced her, so she’s pissed because of that.

Moving forward before this gets too long: Long story short, Gogo’s parents and Fred’s mom kind of knew each other from moving in the same social circles and when they somehow find out about the curse (which wasn’t going to hit most of San Fransokyo, if at all) they either go to Regina or (more likely) Rumpelstiltskin and make a deal so that they can get not only themselves and their families pulled into this other world where they can have the lives that they wanted, but also pull in the friends and other people who encouraged Gogo and Fred to be themselves and “punish” them for what they did.

Characters Involved and Their Lives After the Curse:

Fred (new name: George): Engaged to Gogo (a match set up by his mom and Gogo’s parents), his dad in the cursed world doesn’t even fight his mom on things so he had no one to teach him to fight for himself and so he’s just sort of letting life get away from him and hiding in his fantasy stories and comics to escape reality.

Gogo (Edith): Engaged to Fred, never actually rebelled and never ran away from home so while she’s still got her fighting spirit on the inside it’s mostly been stamped out and she spends her days going to social events she hates and acting like she’s the perfect daughter she isn’t.

Honey Lemon (Heather): Works in an overly busy dress shop trying to earn money for college but is so underpaid she barely makes rent, let alone being able to save anything. She does all the tailoring on Gogo’s dresses and other clothes, including working on the wedding dress (which Gogo’s mom is never happy with, she’s probably made fifty dresses by now.) She and Gogo are secretly having a bit of a relationship (fitting rooms = closed doors and privacy with limited clothes for at least a short period of time) but no one can know. (More on the relationship below.)

Wasabi (Darnell): Honey Lemon’s roommate. Also trying to earn money for college (also failing at it), he works cleaning Fred’s family’s house--he’s great at the job because he’s so detail and cleanliness oriented, but he hates being around any germs, and the biggest part of the curse for him is having to clean Fred’s room.

Hiro (Nico): Hiro is a foster kid being “raised” by a horrible man named Montel (a.k.a. Yama) who forces Hiro into stealing things for him to “pay his keep” (and Hiro has the scars to show what happens if he disappoints him.)

Aunt Cass (Rachel): Works as the cook of Fred’s family, Fred’s mother delights in ordering her to make ridiculously elaborate and detailed meals, whether they have company or not, and then criticizing every part of them. Rachel would probably leave except she has a young son, Max, to look after and she can’t afford losing a job and having him taken away from her. (Red herring name alert: Max is actually a human version of Mochi, but if I ever turn this into an actual story it will be fun to throw people a bit off the trail! Also the reason Fred’s mom pulled Aunt Cass into this is because she felt Aunt Cass encouraged Tadashi and Fred to get together, being bi herself, and so she has an especial and very misplaced hatred for her.)

Tadashi (Shiro): Tadashi was found on the outskirts of town unconscious and covered in horrific burn scars. No one new his name except a few letters on a very decayed medical alert bracelet that looked a bit like Shiro (Tadashi Hamada--the “H” and “a” were pretty smeared kind of looked like “r” and “o”, the rest were completely illegible, so they guessed a bit on his name.) He was put in the hospital and put into a medically induced coma while he continued healing. When Emma came to town and time started moving again, Tadashi recovered enough for them to wake him up, but he has no memory of who he was or who his family was, and as his burns were still very severe and had gotten infected he’s still in the hospital for a very long time. (Explanation for Tadashi being alive: back in BH 6 world Fred’s dad, being a superhero, rescued Tadashi but since Tadashi was in such bad condition was still trying to get him back to being stable before letting anyone know that he was alive in case he didn’t make it. Fred’s mom did not count on this being a factor when she made the deal!)

Baymax (Mike): Baymax is a nurse in the hospital where Tadashi is being kept--in Once Upon a Time fashion, he did become human once in our world (I imagine his appearance being a lot like Aziraphale’s, only his irises are dark brown/almost black.) Another glitch in the curse (this time a literal one): even though Baymax’s memories were changed/rewritten for the curse, as a robot his system had backup storage for his memories. Robot brain being combined with a human brain was not quite compatible, so Baymax still talks/moves a bit like a robot which means a lot of people make fun of him for that, but more importantly, while he doesn’t remember everything, Baymax does have flashes of memories from the other world, and somewhat remembers being a robot. Of course anyone he tries to explain this to acts like he’s crazy so he’s learned to keep it to himself, but needless to say he feels a very strong connection to his patient, Shiro (who he at least on some level realizes is probably Tadashi), and is very, very protective of him.

(This started getting long so actual story development below the cut!)

Story Ideas:

-Fred and Gogo, while resigned to their eventual marriage,are still both incredibly gay in spite of being forced into the closet, so their general secret arrangement is that they’ll be married for their parents’ sake but both are free to privately have lovers or partners (as long as their parents don’t find out about it.) Gogo’s first choice, of course, is Honey Lemon. Honey Lemon is totally in love with Gogo, but she’s torn as to whether she’d truly be happy spending her life as someone’s mistress and not truly married to someone she loves.

-Fred and Hiro meet for the first time when Fred catches Hiro breaking into his room, having been sent by Yama to loot the house. Fred almost calls security, but he sees how skinny Hiro is and how beat up he is and takes pity on him. He wants to call CPS but Hiro begs him not to, afraid of being sent to an even worse home (he has curse memories of being in even worse homes to keep him from ever leaving Yama.) Fred would gladly try to take Hiro in himself but he’s too afraid of what his mother would say. So instead he and Hiro make a deal--any time that Hiro wants to, he can come by the house, and Fred will provide him with money or whatever else he needs to take back to Yama to avoid getting in trouble, and then Hiro gets to secretly spend a few hours with Fred, playing video games, reading comics, doing all the fun kid stuff he never gets to do at home--and of course Aunt Cass makes it her mission to make sure that Hiro always gets at least one good meal while he’s there, even though she doesn’t understand why it hurts so much to see this teenager she doesn’t even know leave to go back to his foster home.

-Hiro and Baymax meet when Hiro’s class goes to the hospital to help decorate it for the patients (remember when Henry went and met “John Doe”? Same visit, even though Hiro is of course in a different, older class and also probably in a different wing of the hospital.) Baymax sees Hiro and, with his glitchy memories of the other world, remembers Hiro, but unfortunately Hiro is only freaked out by this stranger calling him Hiro (”My name is Niko!”) and acting like he knows him. Finally Baymax has to give up on that. Still, he “conveniently” sends Hiro to decorate the room of a sleeping patient in the burn unit. Hiro is grumbling about how stupid all of this is, how decorating a room won’t really help anyone, when he hears a voice saying, “No act of kindness, no matter how small, is a waste.” He turns around to realize that the sleeping patient has woken up.

The patient introduces himself as Shiro, and even though Hiro feels weird talking to this guy who’s mostly covered in bandages, somehow they end up talking all the same, and Hiro finds himself spilling his whole life story to Shiro, who turns out to be a great listener. When Hiro’s teacher tells him it’s time to leave, Hiro finds he actually doesn’t want to go! But Tadashi asks him to wait for a moment, and then pulls a small bag of gummy bears out from a bag by his bed, saying, “Here. My nurse brought these for me and I was saving them for later, but I think you need them more than me.” Which almost makes Hiro cry because he loves gummy bears but he can’t even remember the last time that he had them. (A.K.A. Hasn’t had them since being sent here by the curse.) He promises to come back to visit Tadashi as soon as he can, and he makes good on that promise. He and Tadashi can’t do a lot for each other, but they always find ways to do small things, like how Tadashi will always save the desserts from his meals to share with (or more often give to) Hiro, and Hiro will check out books from the library that he thinks Tadashi would like and reads to him. “No act of kindness, no matter how small, is a waste” becomes their motto.

-Hiro, spending time with both Fred and Tadashi, and having started seeing both of them as older brother/almost dad figures, plus eventually finding out that they’re both gay, starts dreaming of a life where Tadashi heals enough to leave the hospital, then meets and gets together with Fred, and the two of them adopt Hiro and they all live their happily ever after together. Hiro never manages to get Fred to physically come to the hospital with him, but somehow convinces him to become pen pals with a “lonely guy with no family or loved ones to look after him (he totally pulls out the puppy dog eyes guilt trip) and somehow despite anyone’s best efforts to keep it from happening, Tadashi and Fred start to fall in love all over again :)

The Curse Breaks (a,k.a. the one part of the story I actually wrote):

Hiro races towards the center of town, running as fast as he possibly could. He’d through that Montel was evil--he’d never imagined that things could possibly get worse, but when Yama’s memories had returned Hiro was pretty sure it was only the delayed shock of getting all his memories back at once that had let Hiro get away with little more than a bloody nose (and his life.) Hiro had no idea what the hell was happening--how he was here, in some town called Storybrooke and not in San Fransokyo, and how he had these two completely different lives and memories living in his head and currently at war with each other--but all he really knew is that he needed to get somewhere safe. Somewhere that Yama couldn’t find him and hurt him.

“Hiro!” Hiro almost kept running when he heard someone shouting his name, too terrified of Yama catching up with him if he stopped, but then he suddenly felt arms wrapping around him and, after a moment of struggling, he realizes that he knew the person holding him.

“F-Fred?” Hiro gasps, looking up at the older man.

“Yeah, Hiro--it’s me,” Fred answers, a look of relief in his eyes as he smiles down at Hiro.

“Y-You remember?” Hiro cries, glad that this was at least some sort of proof that he hadn’t gone completely crazy.

“Of course I do.” Fred hugs him tighter. “I-I’m so glad that you remember too, I was afraid that you might not--”

“No, I remember.” Hiro shakes his head before adding with a shiver, “A-And Yama does too...”

“Yama?” Fred repeats only to gasp after a moment. “Holy shit! I-Is that who you’ve been living with this whole time?”

“I think the answer is obvious,” Hiro answers, pulling away and gesturing to his bloody nose.

“Oh my God.... Oh my God, Hiro I am so, so sorry,” Fred whispers, his voice full of horror. “I can’t believe-- I-I should have gotten you out of there a long, long time ago, but the curse...”

“Curse?” Hiro repeats in confusion. “What curse?”

“Apparently that’s what’s gotten us all here--a curse that took us from home and put us here, and gave us fake memories and made sure that we’d all be as miserable as possible. And it’s not just people from San Fransokyo, you won’t even believe who some of the people living in this town really are...” Fred answers before adding quickly, “But I can explain more on the way--all of our family and friends are back at my house, apparently my mom and Gogo’s parents have something to do with all of us getting wrapped up in this.”

“So everyone’s there?” Hiro asks hopefully. “Aunt Cass, Wasabi, Honey Lemon?” He’d have asked about Gogo too but Fred had already mentioned her so he could only assume that she was.

“Yes, everyone--even Mochi, can you believe that he’s actually Max?” Fred laughs.

“Whoa... That is pretty crazy,” Hiro says, shaking his head, trying to wrap his head around the idea that Aunt Cass’ cat had somehow become a human child.

It was as he was thinking this over that another thought occurred to him.

“Wait, Max...” he says slowly, and then gasps as the realization fully hits him. “Holy fuck, Baymax!”

“Hiro, I-I’m sorry, I don’t know where Baymax is yet, everyone coming out of the curse has everyone pretty scrambled up...” Fred starts to say apologetically, but Hiro cuts him off.

“No! I mean, I think I know where Baymax is!” Hiro cries, tugging on Fred’s hand. “C’mon, we have to go get him!”

“...The others can wait,” Fred after agrees after only a moment’s hesitation. “Let’s go get Baymax!”

A few minutes later, both of them rush into the hospital--things were in such a disarray that they didn’t even bother to stop at the nurse’s desk, Hiro leading the way up the stairs to the burn unit where he hoped that he’d find...

“Baymax!” Hiro lets out a huge sigh of relief when he sees the man in his standard white scrubs--it was still incredibly weird to think of the marshmallow-esque robot that Tadashi had made was somehow human, but all that really mattered that he was here and that he was safe.

“Hiro!” The man turns to Hiro, a bright smile on his face, quickly putting to rest any fears that Hiro might have had that this wasn’t actually Baymax.

“Wait, that’s Baymax?” Fred cries in surprise.

“Fred, hello!” Baymax answers cheerfully, waving to him.

“I... Uh... Hi?” Fred waves a bit awkwardly.

“I’m so glad that you’re okay,” Hiro says gratefully, hurrying into Baymax’s open arms and giving him a tight hug.

“I am very well, thank you,” Baymax answers, hugging him back, before letting him go and continuing, “There is someone else here who would like to see you!”

“Someone else?” Hiro repeats in confusion. Who else could be here that he knew?

“Hiro!”

That’s when Hiro hears a voice--a voice that, even before the curse, he’d given up on ever hearing again. No. No, it couldn’t possibly be--!

That’s when he sees Shiro, sitting in a wheelchair next to his hospital bed--the burn scars had greatly changed his appearance, it was true, and his hair was a bit longer than it had been before. But there was no mistaking those eyes, or that smile.

“T-Tadashi?” Hiro whispers, tears welling up in his eyes before he could even fully process what was happening. “I-Is it really you?”

“It’s me,” Tadashi answers, looking a bit teary eyed himself, and, without even thinking about the consequences, Hiro launches himself at Tadashi, landing in his lap and wrapping his arms tightly around him, never wanting to let him go, only to find his hands wandering over Tadashi’s features--his arms, his hands, his face--trying to prove to himself that this was real, that Tadashi was really here with him. Tadashi was doing much the same, half laughing, half crying, stroking Hiro’s hair and kissing away the tears as they fell down his cheeks.

“H-How?” Hiro whispers. “How are you here? “

“I don’t know,” Tadashi admits, shaking his head.”I-I don’t remember anything that happened to me after the fire... But I’m here, and I’m with you, and that’s all that matters.”

Hiro decides that questions can wait for later--all that mattered was that he had Tadashi back.

“D-Dashi?”

Hiro suddenly remembers that he wasn’t the only one here who had a very good reason to be glad that Tadashi was alive.

“Fred?” Tadashi cries, looking up at Fred with what could only be described as joy in his eyes, and Hiro wisely chooses to move out of the way just in time to avoid being caught in the middle as Fred pulls Tadashi into a deep, passionate kiss. Maybe back in San Fransokyo his old self would have found this gross or made a joke out of it. But not anymore. This was something he’d been trying to get to happen for months, and it felt like his dream was finally coming true. Shiro and George--no, Fred and Tadashi!--were finally a couple, and maybe with this stupid curse gone, they could get married and adopt him so he could finally be away from Yama!

But wait. No, that wasn’t right! Hiro shakes his head. That was Niko’s dream, when he was stuck here, not Hiro’s dream! Hiro never would have dreamed of his older brother and his brother’s best friend getting married and adopting him! ...Would he have? More to the point, though: if a curse had somehow sent them here (and he couldn’t think of a more logical explanation at the moment), and it had indeed been broken--shouldn’t they be back in San Fransokyo? Shouldn’t they have gone back home?

Hiro feels a cold shiver pass through him. What exactly was going on here? And who would have the answers?

“I have heard that there is a relief center being set up for those who are trying to find loved ones or who have questions about the curse,” Baymax pipes up, in the uncanny way that he had of almost reading Hiro’s thoughts.

“Well, that sounds exactly like that place we should go,” Tadashi says, turning towards them, with Fred’s hand firmly wrapped around his own.

“It does--maybe then we can bring some more information back to the others,” Fred agrees.

“Dashi, is it okay for you to leave the hospital, though?” Hiro asks a bit worriedly--he knew that Tadashi had been recovering, but he hadn’t left the hospital since being here!

“I can come with to monitor his condition,” Baymax offers.

“That would be great, thank you, Baymax.” Tadashi grins up at the other man.

“You are welcome!” Baymax replies, looking pleased to be of assistance.

“Well... If Baymax is coming with us, then I guess it should be okay,” Hiro finally relents.

“So, are we ready to go?” Tadashi asks, looking first to Fred and then to Hiro.

“Yeah,” Hiro agrees, taking Tadashi’s free hand as Fred continues to hold the other and Baymax begins pushing the chair forward. “I think we are.”

As long as he had his family and friends by his side, he was ready for whatever the future had in store for them.

((Random future story bit: The group running into Yama and Baymax giving him a good punch in the nose since Tadashi can’t stand to do it himself. “I no longer have programming, so I am no longer prevented from injuring a human being :)” (Protective Baymax is SCARY AF and also totally awesome!)))

#big hero 6 #once upon a time #ouat #big hero 6/ouat crossover #big hero 6/once upon a time crossover #fredashi #honeygogo

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chloevara · 4 years

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It’s Daniel Vara time!!! Aren’t you excited to read over 1300 words about Chloe’s dad, an NPC with little to no bearing on the plot?

Daniel was the baby of his family. With six older siblings (four sisters and two brothers) and a soft heart, he was the cute one.

Even though he had no aptitude or interest in school, Daniel was his father’s favorite. He got away with everything, much to the chagrin of his older siblings. It wasn’t that he was a badly behaved kid, but tiny Daniel just about always got his way.

His parents were deeply, obnoxiously in love. It would have been stifling if he had not been so used to it.

Daniel’s dad was the weird one in his family. He’s very keen on being a part of the community in England, even if it’s at the expense of his culture and extended family values. He loves his youngest son so, so much, and will willingly bicker with anyone who gives him a hard time, even in his old age.

Daniel got along much better with girls than boys as a child, and was teased by his schoolmates growing up for that.

Daniel’s parents wanted their children to assimilate, so the children did not grow up learning Gujarati language. To the frustration of the kids, the parents used the language as a secret code so they could talk right in front of their children without being understood. Daniel can hold a staggered conversation in the language, but Chloe only learned a few phrases.

Daniel loved cooking with his mother, and soaked up all of the family recipes and seasoning blends. He and his siblings closer to his age would flood the kitchen, and created new family recipes. Food was the only real connection that the family was readily allowed of Indian culture (apparently there was some sort of incident with English hand pies that Daniel’s mother doesn’t like to talk about).

Daniel never settled firmly on a career (and made a muck out of the apprenticeship he did get), but has been working ever since he was thirteen in one way or another. While he’s a bus driver now, he’s done everything from telemarketing, line cooking, and retail. He liked cooking the best, but the jobs he got didn’t pay as well. He tried starting up a business with spice blends from home for a time before Chloe was born, but it failed.

Here is a fun list of all of Daniel’s siblings in birth order: Ajay, Sonia, Erica, Rachel, Ethan, Danielle.

Out of his siblings, Daniel is closest with his sister Danielle. They were born less than eleven months apart, and have a running joke that they were supposed to be twins. Danielle was nicknamed Dani pretty quickly, and Daniel did not like being called “Dan,” so a full first name business stuck.

Apart from Dani, Daniel gets along best with the other siblings closest to his age- Ethan and Rachel. The older three are more distant, and were raised in a stricter environment. Those younger four are particularly food-motivated.

Sonia passed away about seven years ago from cancer.

When he was nineteen, his parents downsized (they were spending more time visiting their older children’s homes anyway), and he decided not to move with them to the smaller place. He, Dani, and their two best female friends moved into a rundown home that was cheap but with a great location.

Calling Daniel’s first house a party house would be a misnomer, but there were always people over. Cousins, siblings, friends, occasionally favorite strangers…

Daniel wasn’t sure where exactly he met Hestia, but she was a fixture at his home starting when he was twenty. They would seize control of the television to watch television drama of varying quality, or create elaborate crafts, or have adventures in baking together. Hestia always seemed to know exactly how long the dough should be proven- even when it did not match a recipe or conventional expectations. But their friendship was great, and apparently Hestia was equally appreciative to have a friend that understood them so well but did not want anything more. He knew she was older, but never asked how much older (his best guess was maybe 8 years older than him? 10 years?)

Daniel was twenty-four years old when he came home one day for his sister to give him the weirdest judgmental look. He didn’t realize why until Hestia was sitting there with a baby. She told him that this was his baby- their baby. Daniel panicked because he had absolutely no idea how this could even be possible. When had they had anything that could possibly result in a baby!? Hestia reassured him and Dani that everything was fine, and proved to them that she was indeed a Greek goddess.

Dani forced him to come up with a name for the baby on a spot. Daniel panicked, but had always sort of liked the name Chloe, so he went with it. No middle name? No middle name! He hadn’t been planning on having to name a baby! He isn’t sure if Hestia was even planning on having a baby! Everyone is too afraid to ask this question (except Danielle, who would if she particularly felt like it).

Hestia hung out for a few days and put Daniel through baby boot camp (Dani and roommate Jessica watched like it was a television programme).before leaving.

Daniel reluctantly brought over his daughter to visit his parents one day, and was pretty sure that his dad was not planning on giving her back. Daniel’s father seemed confused and upset that Daniel had managed to get some Greek lady pregnant, but also excited about having another grandchild. Also he kept threatening to raise the baby himself because how could Daniel’s household manage a child with literally no experience? Were any of those ladies even responsible??

Daniel and Danielle still live with their two best friends, and Chloe calls them Auntie Jessica and Auntie Teja. Jessica moved away for a short time while Chloe was in her early teens, but returned with her partner (Aunt) Abbie after a few years. Teja never moved away, but her husband (Uncle) Seth has been a part of the household since Chloe was eleven. Teja and Seth’s kids, Vikram and Violet, are also part of the family. Daniel wouldn’t dream of calling them anything other than nephew and niece, so they’re Chloe’s cousins. The house family thing is weird, but not that weird. They’re all family.

Daniel’s considered the “Cool Uncle.” His nieces and nephews (as well as great-nieces and and great-nephews) grew up expecting a good time when staying over and more sugar than was encouraged at their own homes. At one point, there was a rumor going around with Rachel and Erica’s kids that ‘gay’ just meant ‘cool.’ It was a whole big thing.

13 year old Vik used to follow around Daniel like a duckling. He thinks it’s cute, and they cook together (Teja and Seth aren’t allowed in the kitchen).

Daniel’s had a very bad string of relationships. Before Chloe moved to Icaria, he’s had guys try to get him to choose between them and Chloe, and that’s grounds for dumping. While it’s certainly not the life he envisioned, Daniel has a family (both by birth and friendship) that he adores. He misses his daughter so much, and tries to talk to her every day.

He’s a really emotional guy- less volatile in his feelings than Chloe, but he’s not good at hiding how he is feeling either. Dani likes to make fun of his exaggerated facial expressions.

Daniel may or may not be seeing someone good for once. While Chloe knows he’s dating, she doesn’t usually want the details unless it’s serious… and this one is starting to get there. It feels right and good.

Daniel will absolutely text Chloe’s friends if they want to. He doesn’t think it’s weird at all to have friends of different ages as long as he’s mindful that they’re Chloe’s friends first and not make things weird/creepy/too personal.

#hcs #//what in the HECK #we're just gonna post this so i don't keep writing this

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