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azirafuck · 10 months

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GOS2 Spoilers Masterpost (ONLY EP. 1-2)

alright, you read the title, you know what's under here - gonna tag everyone who helped this if I know them, thanks to everyone for their contribution and for being agents of chaos the way satan intended. love you all

[Last update/edit: 24/07 - 14:10CET]

first of all, we got some amazing posts from @incorrectquoteswwdits mostly about the first scene in heaven with crowley as an angel:

angel!crowley creating stars and aziraphale thinking he's calling him beautiful

more on that

aziraphale's lies make the lesbians have problems, apparently

communist aziraphale be like OUR CAR

isolation and doubts

THEN we have a detailed recount of the first episode by a kind anon! again, thank you @incorrectquoteswwdits for sharing <3

@goodomens-hints posted a lenghty and detailed recount of the first episode as well with some little hits at future episodes (nothing too big on the post itself, but BE CAREFUL, the blog is actually posting some other spoilers from episodes past the second one!)

@goodomensjail gave us a detailed recount of the first scene, with angel!crowley starting to question stuff and eventually shielding aziraphale with his wing

@mikubinders gives us SOME GOOD GOURMET SHIT by telling us that:

"Beelzebub kidnaps and threatens Crowley, tells him that ze could put a price on his head but ze doesn't want to. After that Crowley comes back to the bookshop and Good-old-fashioned lover boy plays while he drives there. "I'm back" happens. Aziraphale makes Crowley do a silly little apology dance so he forgives him and so they work together"

after thinking this last spoiler was fake, an anon came through and confirmed its real! we also have new context! (sent by an anon to yours tuly)

anon came through with some details about the Everyday record, told us Queen is actually tied to CROWLEY and not to the Bentley, and gave us more context to the OUR CAR and OUR BOOKSHOP bit (sent by an anon to yours tuly)

as for what happens during the Job flashback, after which the sitting five feet apart on a rock in front of the sea happens, a bunch of different versions of what actually happens are going around. @thesherrinfordfacility kept up with the madness surrounding it, so im gonna post here the last two versions of events/details.

first one:

In the Job section, Aziraphale is questioning gods decision of punishing Job. Then u see him in heaven w Muriel here and they are looking thru a long scroll that has instructions from god and he's trying to make sense of it. Muriel is telling him that god and satan made a bet about what Job would do and that's why they are testing him. And az is like whatttt why would god do that that's mean!

When Az finds out they're going to kill Jobs kids, he goes down to Earth to save them while using his angel voice until he realizes he's speaking to Crowley. He sees Crowley about to enter the kids room and tells Crowley "I know you, you wouldn't do this" and Crowley tells him he doesn't know him really. (

AND TY TENNANT IS SASSY AND FLIRTS W AZ??!??!? (*) And THATS when crowley goes "well he seems nice" from the clip. He wasn't jealous tho, like he thought it was funny since they are literally there to supposedly kill these kids and one of them is flirting lol.

The moment of 'weird-beard Crowley' was actually more focused on azi and him questioning God. Crowley tempts Azi w food and u see him struggle but then he gobbled it down and he cries bc he thinks crowley is going to bring him to hell (that's the scene where they are sitting on that thing with the pretty horizon) Crowley tells him "you're just an angel who follows gods as will as much as he can" and Az says that sounds lonely, and Crowley agrees, which is a callback to when he asked Crowley if he was lonely being on what Crowley calls "his own side", and Crowley said no. Crowley then tells him "i'm a demon. I lied"

(*): it was told this isn't actually canon canon, it's up for interpretation - some reported Ty's character is just the classic bratty teenager UPDATE: NOPE anon cleared it up and apparently it DOES read as flirty because ty's character is a little bitch, love that for us

and then we have the second one:

"Episode 2 is half present day things [...], and half the Job story/flashback. Crowley is the demon sent by Satan to torment "God's favorite human" Job to see if Job will curse God, in one big bet between God and Satan. Aziraphale comes to try to stop him, discovers they recognize each other but haven't seen each other since "the flood" and that Crowley seems to have changed since the flood, because he is willing to sacrifice the goats, and ruin Job's house. Crowley says he "has a permit" to torment Job FROM GOD. Aziraphale brings this up to the archangels that gleefully explain that yes it's a bet with Satan and that Job will suffer, but he will get everything back 3-fold by the end. And he will get NEW children. This disturbs Aziraphale, he does not want the CURRENT children to die, he understands the familial love that the archangels do not. He goes to stop Crowley not with power since he has the permit but to reason with him. Aziraphale says things to the effect "I KNOW you don't want to harm them I KNOW you and you don't want to kill children" and Crowley is defiant, but then…. It is revealed that he never killed any of the goats either, he transformed them into pigeons to hide them. And he is hiding the children away in the basement but destroying the house to make it look like they died. He transforms the three kids into lizards to hide them, then when the Archangels descend to give Job his rewards and tell him his wife will bear 7 new children, Job and his wife are in despair because they love their children. Crowley comes in pretending to be a human doctor and he and Aziraphale LIE to the angels faces about how babies are made and trick the angels into thinking Jobs three original children are NEWLY BORN children. Which fools Gabriel, who has only ever seen God make Eve fully grown from Adam's ribs. Crowley then meets Aziraphale at the rock. Aziraphale is crying and says "im ready for you to take me to hell" because he has LIED to angels and foiled God's plans. Crowley is gentle and comforts him that he is still an angel and "I won't tell anyone if you won't" and they reminisce that it's lonely being a different kind of demon and a different kind of angel that sort of do what they feel is right. Heavily implying that they are the same and have each other now. The end of episode 2.

that's what's going around for now, but ill add stuff if we find anything new - also feel free to add to this yourself or send me stuff!

#good omens #good omens spoilers #its not much but its honest work #TY TENNANT IS MAKING ME LAUGH SO MUCHHHHH

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tiny-sassy-aggressive · 4 months

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I am living blogging my reaction to the second watch through of WDAPTEO 4 bc the first run through was so much

00:00- I screamed when I saw the notif. I was alone in the car. Just pulled up to my apt looked at my phone and screamed “ no way “ I still can’t believe we got it

00:01- hi, they are SO BEAUTIFUL I’m squealing. I cannot stop staring it’s embarassing

00:27 what’s going on here? “Nothing” my heart. The smiles

00:50 oh I am LOVING the feature wall. And fish tank reveal project??

01:00 how dare they throw THAT japhan photo up there like it’s just some example. Who the hell do they think they are- also I want that doomed hoodie :( he is snug as a bug in a rug

01:50 terror not even 2 minute in and crack

02:03 I’m sorry Dan asking Phil about TikTok stuff is precious

02:13(What is cba)

02:39 I CACKLED. Phil’s sarcastic ass omg

02:44 dans little pat

02:58 phivorce

03:05 I know the ft, they are friends of course. But seeing the messages really warms my heart. Like it’s so normal why am I emotional

03:52 of course Phil sends millions of memes

04:10 how in the fuck did Phil catch his phone what??? Ft dans face during the whole interaction.

Ad time —— 04:25. Im sorry Dan looks fucking amazing, his hair is so curled and pretty? And he looks so comfy cozy and soft??? My Dannie side is really coming out rn

04:59 handsome devil, damn straight. Love this man he’s too precious for this world

05:23 🍑

05:55 are the Brits okay??? Bone daddies?? I’m too American for this

06:30 perfectly encapsulated Dan and Phil energy

06:35 Dan saying dude scratches a weird itch in my brain

06:55 again! Totally normal to call a friend in a taxi. But this moment makes them so real in my mind like yes. Call that friend. In that taxi. Make it less awkward. Why did I like this moment so much

07:05 A PRETEND CONVO OF COURSE HE WOULD. He’s so real for that

07:34 “these are very dan and Phil”

07:42 I’m in pain. Koala content and ouch I can’t even put into words

08:44 three days without a text sounds exaggerated. Or lie. Like cmon. All those messages and convos and yall went 3 days without a word?? Sounds fake

08:58 asking what he should do for his nails!!? Again totally normal but UGH I love their friendship

09:01 also Phil coming in with a STELLAR idea, hope to see it happen

09:11 Phil’s a little shit OMG he hated the nails Dan got.

09:38: dans precious little selfies

09:44 also who tf is that that does not look like Dan

09:52 wtf do you mean that they had the same weird Swedish bakery???? 10 years apart???? WHAT THE HELL??????

10:35 fuckin nerds ft cute ft selfie

10:52 Dan in Phil’s glasses hi what the fuck? Precious. Phil loves to take photos of Dan sleeping.

11:02 jump. Scare.

11:28 PHIL CALLED HIS MOM. NURSE LESTER.

12:11 Dan stalking the ring doorbell is not something I expected?

12:20 glad to know Phil and I share that we can’t hear someone saw our name bc it’s too intimate

13:16 ordering a roast dinner is so cute idk why

13:35 jump. Scare.

14:26 I hate them :( i so long for what they have

15:04 they didn’t see death note the musical!! Haters!!!!

15:20 HOT

16:00 Phil papping Dan>>>>>>

16:20 I rewatched this part so many times. Thsi entire sequence. This whole. Dare i say SCENE. Disgustingly familiar. Disgustingly cute. I- karaoke game???? What??? It was for them

17:06 omatone :(

18:22 hot? Worrying? Hmm???

18:45 Phil is so dramatic I love him

19:01 genre to dinner? I don’t get them

19:10 DAAAAAN AHHHHH

19:20 SCRIPTS AH???????3@2/9/@/9@22929 more writer Dan

20:17 this is so familiar

20:50 this has “would you still love me if I was a worm” energy? Can’t explain

22:53 “we dan and phil-ed it” we have to steal that! Asap’

23:24 when Dan sits up he is soooo much taller than Phil but he constantly slumps down and looks up to Phil. It’s very cute to watch.

24:30 oh they are fully embracing the joint channel and slowly moving away from gaming and honestly. I’m alright with it. They look so happy

Guys this was too much. So I just started reading fanfic and these conversations were right out of what I’ve been reading which is very odd tbh? But we were fed. This was amazing content and I can’t wait to see what the writers do with this. Cheers

#amazingphil #dan and phil #daniel howell #phil lester #dnp #philip lester #dan howell #danisnotonfire #dan and phil renaissance #Daniel and Philip #Daniel Howell and Philip Lester #Wdapteo 2023

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mysticalsoot · 7 months

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Now here me out-

wils in the kitchen doing something and your in the couch either watching tv or writing

“Wil?”

Nothing, so you look over to see wil still in the kitchen.

“Wilbur?”

Again nothing

“Daddy?”

“Yes baby.”

Do as you will-

i love you, you know?

➸ note; so i can soothe my anxieties, if you don't like it, don't read it. thank you. anyways- anon I love you so much holy shit im- thank you. i wrote this so quickly but its also based off one of my drs so- not surprising there

➸ pairing; labrat dr!wilbur x gn!reader (its not cc, i just don't know how to classify this vers of him otherwise bc- its like three different will characters in one in my dr so)

➸ summary; you cant find wilbur anywhere and he isn't responding to his name yet once you do find him-- you manage to playfully threaten him into not shaving :)

➸ warning; sfw playful uses of daddy (literally the whole point of the fic), maybe swearing, mentions of burning alive (its a joke i-), threatening wil to not shave! beardbur coded bc- I love it (the last stream's beard specific), mild seperation/abandonment anxiety (me. me me)

➸ age-rating; 14+

➸ wordcount; 1.8k

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your dynamic with Wilbur was an odd one, yet the both of you found comfort in it. you both cared for each other, helping one another out and taking care of the other when needed. granted, he often chose the carer bit more than cared for-- it was still something that was in place. you had to push your way in to take care of him, but you managed it. enough pouting and whining and he'd melt enough to give in.

it wasn't hard to sneak in little things you'd do for him, here and there. you both followed one another around like lost puppies or rather you followed him around like a lost puppy and he held your hand through it all. where he was, you were and vice versa.

lately you haven't been able to find him much, he'd disappear into another room before you could even notice. you'd both be in the nook one minute and then the next it was just you. or you'd take a nap in the window seat of his office while he worked and then you'd hear doors closing out in the hall.

you weren't sure where he was going or what he was doing but it was by no means relaxing for you, if anything it only drove up your anxiety. abandonment issues, maybe but at least you found someone who honored your feelings and looked out for you. except when he was sneaky and snuck around the house right under your nose. i mean, you did the same but at least you knew where he was and he, you. he'd find you and pick you up, spinning you around before attacking your face and neck in kisses, that was nice. this, was anxiety.

you suppose you got caught up in your own world, watching the wild horses run past his office window, that you didn't notice him slip out of the room. the moment you turned to tell him about the horse that looked so much like mars, your own horse back at the stable, your face fell. frowning you got up off the window seat, glancing around the room and huffing softly at his absence. the lamp on his desk was left on, yet his computer was shut off and his papers were neatly stacked beside it.

you rolled your eyes and grabbed your blanket from the window, wrapping it around you as you began to walk down the hall, peeking into the bedroom and calling for him, "Wilbur? Are you there?" and then the bedroom, "Wil?"

your shared room and the ensuite bathroom was empty of any person, so you scoffed softly, doing your best to push down the anxiety that was bubbling up in your gut as you exited into the hall and peeked into the nook room. it was more or less just a small room with an archway, all set up as your own sanctuary safety place, like Wil's office was for him.

but, like everywhere else upstairs, he wasn't there. so you rolled your eyes and hurried down the stairs, mumbling to yourself as you frantically looked around in the back rooms, the laundry room and the foyer like room where the stairs fell into.

"wilby?" your frown deepened as you stepped into the living room, still no sight of him once, and again the same deal in the dining room until you sighed, your eye catching on his figure working in the kitchen, most likely cooking or baking. which of the two it was, you weren't sure.

"wil?" you whispered the name, smiling as your eyes locked on him, but he made no effort to respond or make it known that he heard you. you crossed your arms, huffing softly at the realization he was ignoring you.

"wilbur? are you deaf? I'm right hereeee!" you drew out, whining as you walked over to him, your eyes glancing up to see his face. you caught his lips twitching, almost as if he was planning on smirking. he's ignoring you for a reason, and unfortunately you know exactly why.

"daddy?" you sigh, head tilted up and eyes still locked on his face. you watched as a smile crawled onto his lips and he turned to face you, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he chuckled.

"yes, baby?" he whispered with a lilt in his voice. he moved his hands to your sides after he readjusted your blanket on you.

"I was looking for you," you frowned, lip poking out in a barely noticeable pout. you pull yourself closer to him, wrapping your arms around his waist as you take a moment to relax your body and breathe him in. he's here, it's okay. you don't have to act so tough now.

"and I was waiting for you.." you can hear the smirk in his voice as he leans down to press kisses to the top of your head, his hands rubbing the back of your hair.

"why didn't you answer me?" your voice comes out in a soft, sad whine, like that of a lost kitten.

"well, I didn't know you were calling me."

you pull back, glaring up at him the best you can, although you do just look like an angry cat, which isn't very intimidating to Wilbur, you do your best. you let go and cross your arms, turning your face away.

"I was calling you- asshole," you huff, and he shakes his head, grabbing your face gently by your chin and carefully tilting your head up to look at him.

"I don't remember my name being called? i think I'd remember that," he smirks turning away after letting go of your face, you whine and reach forward to him, scooting closer to him as he giggles at your antics. your need to be close to him. you tuck yourself into his side as he stirs a pot of something, assumedly a pie filling. he rubs his hand on your side as you look up at him.

"wilbur is your name too," you frown, turning your face away. a chuckle escapes his lip before a content sigh and a shrug of his shoulders.

"only when you're hurt, pup."

you groan, huffing again as you press your face into his shirt, "shut up," you feel his head shake as he squeezes your shoulder, cutting off the eye with his free hand and turning to face you yet again.

"I was messing with you," he smiles softly, thumbs rubbing your cheeks while his fingers curl on the back of your head, "pup, if I hurt you or upset you, I need you to tell me, okay? i need you to tell me if I did something that genuinely affected you negatively. can you do that for me, baby? can you tell me?" his face falls into an expression of concern and you nod, sighing in defeat as you pout again.

"i was just scared, no harm done. I know now to call you daddy all the time or else you'll get stuck up and ignore me," you pull back, tossing your blanket up over one of the barstools and pushing wilbur out of the way so you can take over baking.

"what if I was burning to death, daddy?" you smile sweetly at him, and he scoffs with a smile of his own. he holds your hips gently as he stands behind you, swaying with you.

"well, I'd know that, wouldn't I? I'd be burning with you." he leans down to kiss your cheek before picking you up and sitting you on the counter to watch him, instead of do it for him.

"I suppose so," you shrug, watching him as he moves around and puts things away and in the oven. he then pauses by you, looking down at you before he places a kiss on your forehead. you reach your hand up to run your fingers over his stubble, admiring softly as you zone out and focus on the ticklish feeling of his beard against your fingertips. he leans his face a bit down, closer to yours as you play with what little beard he has, just letting yourself focus on fidgeting with it instead of the bits of anxiety still remaining from earlier.

"what are you doing, baby?" he coos, smiling softly as you trace his jaw and cheekbones.

"playing with your beard," you mumble, eyes and attention focused on his face, not so much the words either of you speak.

"and why's that, little one?" he croons smiling sweetly as he rests his hands on the counter on either side of you, his lower half of his body neatly tucked between where your knees bend over the edge of the counter.

"it's soft, and feels nice,"

"sooo.. I shouldn't shave it?" he teases, lips curling into a mischievous shape and you pout, shaking your head.

"don't, I like it. plus.. remember how Joe looked like a sad baby after he shaved? nuh-uh never again," you shake your head, pout lightening up but still deep on your face. you glance up at wilbur and he reaches his hands down to cup your face, leaning his face down to brush his lips against yours. he smiles softly, and you can feel the way his lips curl up into said smile.

"I won't shave, okay? i promise, pup," he chuckles, sealing his words with a smile kiss to your lips, pulling back a moment later to place a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"you better not, or I'll take it up with Wilma," you fold your arms over your chest, doing your best to form a warning glare but it must look more like a pout, since wilbur simply shakes his head and giggles at you.

"okay? and what is my sister going to do?"

"mm, I dunno.. put a spell on you.. give you a good talking to.. tell you to never shave again and threaten you while she's at it?" you grin, trying to act innocent, which earns an eye roll and a scoff from wilbur.

"well, good thing I don't plan to shave any time soon," he smiles sweetly, leaning down to press gentle kisses all over your face before resting his hands on either of your cheeks. he sighs, pushing a few strands of hair out of your face as he admires you.

"i love you, you know that?"

"more than anything," you lean up, pressing a kiss to his nose before he scoops you up and holds you to his chest.

"good.." he sighs, resting his head in the crook of your neck as you wrap your arms around his own neck. you hum and watch as he sets you back down on the counter, and he busies himself with kitchen work.

"I love you too, you know?"

"I know," he smiles, and all worry drifts away yet again. it's nice how it works out.

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the-monkey-ruler · 1 year

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Going back to that anon that ask about the pain swk went through bc of the fillet

—yea theres r no time ever that this fainting ever happened in the novel nor do the bleeding. Yes it does happen in various other adaptations when the fillet does that but not in the novel.(not in the Anthony c yu verse at least. Idk about the tge other but im less likely to recommend them bc they either miss a fuck ton of jttw thing OR Very icky authors who is sinophobic af)

I think ppl who already tends to have a more negative idea of tang sanzang(bc of OSP iteration n more)tends to make his character far worse than it actually is.

Like w the fillet.(no hate to various adaptations who do the usage of the fillet that make swk faints. Love me that honestly but my gripes is w those who make it that it applies to alll swks and even in the og novel.) even going so far as to make tang sanzang as the abuser to swk. <that could not be more farther than the truth. It is in fact a very skewed power dynamics that make both characters be in the same but different positions of powers depending on the situations>

Im pretty sure he ended up doing it less as much as ppl assume he did pre-LEMH ARC. (Bro did not use the spell day to day basis pls ppl stop using it in argument bc its not even supported in the og txt itself. He called his disciple as good guys yet are ugly af—hes a asshole but not that much of a asshole. Hes so so naive but he trying his best even if he get swung w traumatizing shit every arc back to back. He like a perfect example of how imperfect traumatized person would act.

My gods these pilgrims need sm therapy

He didn't use it for years before the Six Ears Arc and didn't use it years after either.

It always surprises me when people say he used it too much considering that he only used it in frequency in a single day and then did not touch it for literally YEARS cause he really doesn't use it that often in the book.

The only real times he does overdue it is in the White Bone Demon Arc where he uses it multiple times and in the Six Ears Arc as well. Otherwise, there was that one-off with like Sanzang being misplaced with a fake Sanzang and they had to find out who was the real one, I think with the Black Wind Demon on their first adventure solo, and maybe the Lion-Lynx Arc with the dead king. Otherwise, that's about... 30 other arcs. (that is about 5 arcs out of 30~ other demon arcs)

So over the course of 14 years, I really don't think that should be considered 'every day whenever he could' ....cause he really doesn't. Wukong pulls a lot of tricks and schemes that do give him a mischievous air but the point is that the pilgrims had distrust for one another at the start that is question and put them to the test. And it's only when they face that collective battle and do they come out with a deeper understanding, not only of each other but themselves that they gain their merit.

Sanzang says they are ugly yeah (rude) but he always defends that they are good people to humans that are terrified of their looks, always trying to help even if he can't offer much but a helping word and an ear to listen. He always trusts they will save him and even not he has prayed over them because he thought they died and wanted blessings in their next life for being such good people in this one. This is his journey too and I think it's unfair for people to ignore how his character also comes to get closer to the gang. Especially after he found his long-lost family only to imminently lose them again. I mean even at the start he was made fun of for being an orphan and found his parents, but one commits suicide just weeks after meeting him and the other is the same age as him since he came back from the dead unchanged and he can't even rely on as a parent.

He was kinda put through it with that family drama.

It was just one thing after another at the start for him and I think he never had a chance to have a close group of friends to rely on.

And I hate when this idea that Sanzang is a bad person or that is an abuser when there are so many ways that they are similar and both trying to overcome their challenges on this journey while learning how to rely on other people. They mean too much to each other and while it is hard for them to see eye to eye they have that bond of loyalty that was hard won and grew with time. Sanzang is just a mortal man that can be killed with a single blow in charge of three demons and a dragon on their parol. While each one of his disciple (one that more likely than not ate his past lives) have unthinkable magic and power that no mortal can dream of fighting against.

And he is supposed to lead them to enlightenment?

It is so funny it could be sad.

And they still did it.

It was literally them against the world.

And I hate how people are comparing the fillet to a shock collar as well considering its lore with Buddhism. Like it has so much more meaning both culturally and literally but people always want to overlook its real meaning as 'it's a torture device' like... no... it's really not.

No, I agree that pain is not a good answer nor that I condone that behavior but people got to remember that this was written 500~ years ago when training the body was having a similar mindset to training the mind. That doesn't make it right but it was also to show that Sanzang was never meant to be an abusive teacher and that yes while he is wrong on multiple accounts that weren't meant for him to be seen as a bad person, jut a misguided one.

The fillet does have more history to it as well even seen in other Buddhas as a symbol of self-discipline. It was to be a sign of restraint when it comes to bettering oneself and Wukong need to accept that the world doesn't and shouldn't revolve around him. I understand it’s not as common to see in America and but it's far more than just a symbol of pain, it holds a lot more meaning when it comes to personal growth and being able to recognize flaws within yourself to better them.

That's why in the end only Wukong can be the one to take off the fillet. There is no Fillet-Loosening Spell. There never was one. The Fillet is a part of Wukong and only when he has that full control over himself, that he masted his impulsiveness and attained true enlightenment and immorality did the fillet disappear because it wasn't needed anymore. Wukong at first has to overcome his own ego and arrogance to accept that he has a problem in order to overcome that.

I thank that’s why GuanYin also gave Wukong a fillet because she knew Wukong could overcome his anger and take it off she believed in him that much.

It reminds me of that Wizard of Oz with the red shoes scene where the good witch was like "You could have gone home the entire time" and the same way Wukong could have taken the band off at any time if he learned to control himself and his impulsive. The band wasn't there to teach him to learn through pain, but rather that he can go on the journey and go through that personal growth of facing his inner demons and being able to mature as a person.

At least that's how I always saw it.

#jttw #journey to the west #xiyouji #anon #anon ask #anonymous #tang sanzang #sun wukong #ask

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through-space-and-galaxies · 2 years

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vance hopper hcs (pt 8) [random hcs]

prefers to eat toaster strudels without the icing

isn't that picky of an eater tbh

is a decent cook because of all the times he helped his mom cook

likes cooking grilled cheese because of how easy it is for him

besides his dyslexia, he actually gets decent-ish grades (c's, a rare b, etc)

English and math are his worst subjects because of the reading involved in it

weirdly good at science tbh likes it a lot actually

pinball special interest started when he was around 6 or so

before his skateboard broke he was actually getting good at it, could land a few tricks, etc

bites and picks at his lips a lot so they're constantly bleeding, him getting a busted lip is the only time he stops

used to go to the library when he was a kid, around 8 or 9

officially got diagnosed with autism at age 9

anger issues started around that time too which was mainly just overstimulation and a struggle to manage emotions (bpd kicking in)

has to go to therapy but never went and kinda regrets it. went to therapy when he was younger though (6-13)

hates hospitals and the bright lights, the sharp smells, etc so he tries to never go

picks at scabs (im also guilty of this 😭😭😭)

breaks pencils way too often because of how fucking hard he writes, man is GRIPPING onto the pencil for dear life

doesn't understand "your mom" jokes./j

has tripped up the steps before and has beat up a kid for laughing at him, didn't go to that place for a week because he was so embarrassed

that one dude who was watching him play pinball? was his bf yeah/j

low key shows off for partners 💀

gets flustered whenever people call him pet names

loves pet names but specifically: baby, handsome, honey

loves to tease

low key has a bit of a tex' accent but will never admit it (unless you like it ofc, then he's teasing you on purpose with his accent) (also yes this is inspired by that one southern vance fic/hc shut up/j)

grew up in texas from a baby to 6 years old, loved living there a lot but barely remembers it

his dad is white, Texan, and has a thick southern accent

his mom on the other hand is hispanic (Puerto Rican), white, and she's from cali!

his mom and dad met in Austin texas, his mom just moved at 16 and his dad met her around the same age too, a typical high school sweethearts situation

actually looks a lot like his dad beside his hair, nose, and lips. hair pattern, nose, and lips are all his mom

HATES deviled eggs (i am projecting here bcs i hate deviled eggs with a burning passion)

really likes cherry-flavored things, if he carried around chapstick it'd be cherry flavored

likes strawberry flavored things as well but mainly cherry-flavored shit

hates brushing his teeth because of the mint flavor

i mentioned him having a sweet tooth and loving caramels and im mentioning it again

loves bubble gum for no reason (cough there is a reason, he likes it because of the flavor and it gives him something to focus on)

belt chain that he plays with a lot because he likes the sound of it

steals a lot of food, clothes, and small items

washes his jacket like once a month

washes his clothes though like once a week, always on Thursday though, if he breaks the routine there's a fight happening later on

once washed a pair of jeans and they shrunk in the wash and he got SO mad he couldn't wear it anymore because they didn't fit

yawns really loud

loud sneeze too

once scared his mom by sneezing

prefers short socks but because of his daily boot wearing he wears long socks

likes plain socks the best, favorite is black socks

isn't into sports. like at all. likes hockey though

tell me he wouldn't play hockey, he so would

puts on lotion a lot

he smells like cig smoke, caramels, hint of deodorant, and a hint of baby powder because of his lotion

used to babysit ages 13 to 14

hates winter because he has to actually wear a jacket that covers his arms and the sensory of it drives him insane

couldn't find his classes first day of school so he just left bcs he got so pissed off

favorite teacher is his pe teacher because the teacher lets him burn off steam and lets him eat with them when he's just not feeling other people

loves horror movies

also loves shitty and cringe romcoms so he can laugh at them

#vance hopper x reader #the black phone #black phone #the black phone 2022 #the black phone x reader #vance hopper #🎡

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1moreoffkeyanthem · 3 months

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ryry will you tell us about the ojv sp parents! or their relationships with the sp boys? like stan ft shelley ( love stan and shell) sharon and rancid ( ik u touched on that one but im nosy ) or like kyle ft. the broflovskis? those dynamics? or how the broflovskis feel abt stan and stan’s parents abt kyle, vice versa? ill also accept star seven fam situations anythin u want go crazy go stupid

( also i love u mwahmwahmwahmwahmwaaaah )

Oh I ABSOLUTELY WILL!!! And I will get WAY too into it!!! Gonna be sticking with the Marshes and Broflovskis this ask, but I’ll get to the rest of the ojv star seven sometime! (This bouta be convoluted tbh)

So starting with my darling Stanathan, Sharon and Randy Jackass Marsh divorced for good when our boy was 12. At this point the only thing Shelley and Stan agreed on was that their parents should NOT be together and when shit was finalized they were both like FUCK YEAH MOM TAKE US OFF THIS FARM!!! And Sharon moved them back into their old house. Randy’s pretty much all over the place and not NEARLY the dad he thinks he is, but the kids still have to spend weekends at the farm a few times a month.

And like a lot of little kids, especially little boys, Stan REALLY looked up to his dad when he was younger. Like that’s his dad, the “cool” parent. But about the time Stan turned 10 and his mental health went through a really bad spot, he started to see the world a LOT less idealistically and ESPECIALLY started seeing the nuance of the people in his life. A lot of people are selfish. And his father is a prime example of that.

That’s not to say OrangeJuiceVerse Randy is truly insidious. He’s not. He just genuinely doesn’t think about anything that doesn’t directly affect him, or acknowledge that his actions can hurt other people. He’s selfish. And a lot of the reason Shelley and Stan had a rocky relationship when they’re young is because she’s four years older than her brother, and she sees their dad for all his bullshit long before Stan does, and a 14 year old Shelley is honestly jealous of that innocence. That, and the general teenage angst, but once they’re on the same page, it’s very “Annoyed Siblings vs Parents Who Need To Get Their Shit Together”. Like Sharon and Randy will be fighting again and they just share that Sibling Look lmao.

That brings me to my queen Sharon. That woman’s highest priority is her kids, always, which is a lot of the reason she gets so exasperated with Randy. Like during Stan’s stint as the poster child football star of South Park, well after the divorce, she is calling him up like “REALLY RANDY?!? You’ll use our boy to promote your weed business but can’t be bothered to come to a single game?!?” She and Sheila have also been essentially second mothers to their sons sbfs forever, and the families have been fused for style’s entire lives.

Also, Stan is a total mamas boy. Both his own and Kyle’s. He has been known to call his mother ‘dude’ because he calls everyone that and he’s very “yes ma’am” with Sheila most of the time but they’re so close that once he called HER dude and she wasn’t even phased she just likes that Stan likes her enough to feel comfortable like that lmfao. He and Sheila tag team being overly concerned about Kyle and they totally gang up on him when he’s not taking care of himself.

With Stan and Gerald, it’s a really casual thing. Like they’re mostly chill towards each other. Unless Gerald is around Randy, in which case Gerald’s dumbass tendencies come out full force, because Gerald’s kind of an idiot but he’s pretty harmless other than some minor cyber bullying and Randy Shenanigans.

So Ike. Ike and Stan have SO much fun together, especially as they get older, like they’re playing video games together, especially the puzzle games that frustrate Kyle, and when Ike’s in high school he goes to Stan for advice on things he’s too embarrassed to ask his brother about (Stan is not the person to ask for advice) and it’s so funny bc like they’re adults and Kyle will wake up at 3am for water and Stan’s in the office on the GTA RP with Ike and they’re trying to get kicked out of servers by pissing off the mods

Kyle time bois!!! As much as he tries to deny it, he is a LOT like his mother. He can be stubborn and reactive, sometimes preachy, but they’re like that because they just care so damn much about everything and everyone. If there’s an injustice to be found, they’re fighting it. And they’re both incredibly nurturing and passionate about loved ones. But because they’re so much alike, they tend to argue. At the end of the day, though, Kyle loves his mom and she loves him.

His relationship with his father was a little strained in high school. Gerald’s well meaning encouragement to push Kyle to succeed came off as IMPOSSIBLE expectations and the pressure Ky felt was on him was enormous, because Gerald really sucks at communication in a sensitive way. He actually felt a lot of guilt, for a long time, about unintentionally stressing his son out to the point that it got to. Kyle didn’t blame him really, mostly himself for getting so carried away, but he did have to learn to take everything Gerald says with a grain of salt.

Kyle and Ike ayyyyyy! Dude even if Kyle kind of terrorized Ike when he was like 8 because he thought that’s what big brothers were supposed to do, he grows into the best big brother and it’s HILARIOUS when Ike’s in middle school and Kyle’s trying WAY too hard to be cool and friends with him and Ike CONSISTENTLY reads him for absolute filth, makes fun of him for everything he can, and rips on him. He has totally told him that he likes Stan better and Kyle was like “yeah, well so do I!” “no shit, homo!” It’s all in good fun, they really love each other a lot, and if anyone fucks with Ike? They are getting the Kyle Rage Volcano.

Shelleys always been kinda indifferent towards all Stan’s friends unless they’re bothering her, but when Kyle and Stan got together, she gave him the ‘take care of my baby brother’ speech. Over the years they come to know each other pretty well, are even friends, maybe not as close as Stan and Ike, but still.

Kyle and Sharon are lowkey BESTIES dude Kyle is Team Sharon from day one. He adores his mother in law, sits with her at football games, loves gushing over Stan with her, just really enjoys her company. As a kid it’s because her more quiet nature is a break from his own mom, but as he gets older, he is the CAPTAIN of Sharon Defense Squad, because

Kyle does not like Randy. And OrangeJuiceVerse Kyle is someone who truly wants to see the good in everyone, give everyone the benefit of the doubt. Not Randy. Like he was 7 years old witnessing Randy Bullshit and he was like “dude your dads a jackass” and Stan was all “he’s okay” but over the years that exasperation with his best friend’s dad turned into an actual grudge, because how could this deranged man not see the emotional toll he was taking on his own son? Why didn’t he care about Stan? Didn’t he give a shit that he was hurting Kyle’s favorite person in the entire world? And Kyle does NOT try to hide the fact that he hates Randy, out here glaring at him, telling him off when he does something stupid (and it’s scary tbh, like OJV Kyle isn’t very intimidating until he’s mad, then he’s snapping like an angry fox) like bruh Kyle was SCREAMING at Randy kicking him out of the wedding for bringing alcohol to his SOBER SON like an uncaring dick, meanwhile Stan was more upset that his dad bothered a beehive lmfao. Kyle ‘Speak No Evil Take No Shit’ Broflovski, everyone. Randy’s a little scared of him.

That’s what I got, my dearest, THANK YOU FOR ASKING I LOVE THINKING ABT OJV!!!

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boopshoops · 3 months

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Ya know what SIKE i'm just gonna answer all of these bc I wanna write smth

Yuu Shi

1. I- I have so many. There is a whole playlist dedicated to her, but if I had to pick ONE in specific, it'd be Thank God I'm Not You.... and Aishite Aishite Aishite as a close second with the bonus that her voice claim sang a cover of it- and Siren as a third. Im indecisive.

2. Cater Diamond! They share a similar sense of humor, and they go back and forth pretty easily, somewhat similar to her and Ace. However, Yuu Shi actually enjoys interacting on social media, texting, and spamming with horrid jokes or memes. They share similar family issues as well.

3. Vil Schoenheit. She disagrees with him regarding a large majority of his principles he stands so firmly by, but she also relates to him greatly. She looks up to him and wants to rival him simultaneously. Whether she is successful in that regard enters spoiler territory.

4. Bugs, spiders, and snakes. Shit gets wild with Jamil.

5. Music is her best class :D She used to attend a performing art school, so she is very familiar with all the assignments and is usually called on as an example.

6. Art. She can't draw for shit. The long process of improving at it also makes her want to crawl into a hole. Not good at something immediately? Abandon it! Thats her unhealthy motto.

7. Pop Music Club. I feel this is rather self explanatory(#5). Plus she really needed an electric guitar to borrow since she lost her own. Music in general helps keep her sane at NRC.

8. Leona Kingscholar. She wants to kick his ass so bad. She DESPISES him. Mostly out of fear, but she would never admit it. The first interaction with him in the botanical gardens really scares her.

9. Of the canon staff members it would be Mozus Trein actually. She finds history to be a rather easy subject, and she really likes his cat. There's really not any other reasons. She isn't a big fan of authority figures (if she isn't one of them).

10. Octavinelle! Pomefiore is a close second, with beauty being of high importance to her, but she doesn't go to the same lengths to maintain it.

11. Hooo she would never admit it, but most likely Riddle. She just wants him to break out of whatever chains his mother shackled him in. Maybe it is because she is projecting, or maybe it is because she actually has a soft spot. Maybe both.

12. Bean day >:) No magic? Sign her the fuck up. Any more details and I'd go into spoiler territory.

13. Again, Leona Kingscholar. She would get her shit wrecked in a fair fight.

14. She places pretty high in her class once she gets the hang of how the world functions. She has similar grades to Azul or Jade.

15. She holds a lot of secrets away from the other characters. The most obvious one is her real name.

16. Shameless TCOAV chapter one plug LMAO

17. She finds them bothersome. She dislikes how jumpy they make her feel, and even when they are kind she is apprehensive around them. Yuu prefers to avoid them.

18. The magic, for sure. Not only just the magic itself, but how it affects the environment around her. It was a serious culture shock at first.

19. No.

20. Hm. :)c a tie between book two and three. Wink wonk.

#boopshoopsramblings #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst wonderland #oc #twst oc #original character #boopshoopsoc #yuu shi #SoundCloud #Spotify

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mklt · 1 year

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Random thoughts about Mikami and Light pt.2 very long...

most of these are from Twitter and my old post 2017

>>> These are just my imagination and maybe personal preference please don’t take them personally

i just want to write and keep this here bc i like to delete my stuff a lot

part. 1 here

Thread 1 : 14 February, 2023 (about interior of mikami’s apartment)

Anime - looks like his bedroom is upstairs (and his bdsm dunge- i mean his study room maybe is on the same floor as the living room with rly long corridor

Manga - his study room is downstairs He has a 2-level condo….

Financially stable is my dream BL scenario (....)

Thread 2 : 14 February, 2023 (another topic)

Valentine Day

Light got many chocos so he shared them with his colleagues.. (they're jealous of him lol) Mikami got some from secret admirers but he gave them to his secretary lol

Light has already gotten used to it while Mikami just thinks they're not rly important (his secretary and subordinates said he's too serious/no fun) and Mikami doesn't like when ppl snack on the job fuuu

Then Mikami sent flowers/cooks a romantic dinner for Light The idea of Light sending the flower to other people at his office is very funny jfjd

Thread 3 : 21 February, 2023

I like the idea of Light already getting used to being idolized by his peers so when ppl rly got so obsessed with him (Misa or Mkami) he got annoyed

Mikami keeps calling him "god" and keeps pampering him but sometimes it's just get annoying I think Light only likes it when Mikami can do his "kira's job" perfectly But sometimes it's getting on his nerves wwww

Random gag story [beware] Light try to bribe Ryuk with apples, so Mikami won't find him (bc he's not in the mood for Mikami's random worship talks about him)

Ryuk : yea he's boring and he likes to ignore me, for once I'm on ur side Light (he said this bc of apples)

The next day Mikami bribes Ryuk more with a whole box of apples, Now ryuk likes Mikami more and betrayed Light loml

Thread 4 : 7 March, 2023

Mikami has strong liver

College-era Mikami bought cheap beers and noodle cups while studying hard for the exam after graduation he started to fix his lifestyle ww

Thread 5 : 7 March, 2023 (talking about Translating Japanese fic on pixiv)

Light > "I had only thought of him (Mikami) as a man who walked around dressed in cool, calm, and decent clothes. But your attitude...your outburst is like a jealous woman." (Idk if the wording is right hmm Im trying to translate this jp mikalight fic )

Remember canon, I kinda feel bad for Takada like ok she's Mikami's "friend". They have dinner together, Mikami picked her up as kira spokesperson then Mikami just ok les kill her bye (but this is why he failed lol)

It just shows how Mikami is so detached from ppl wwww Bc in my hc, i know sooner or later Mikami will get very jealous and regret introducing Takada to light (if I'm following BL route lol), And light won't like it if he bc too emotional (bc its so unexpected of Mikami)

Mikami talks to light, he seems calm but his grip on his shoulder is too tight it starts to hurt. Light told him i need this for investigation, I need to keep pretending. Don't talk about Kiyomi like that. Light tried to get his hand off violently but he accidentally punched him ww

“I hadn't punched anyone since Ryuzaki. But this is the first time that I have been one-sidedly violent. the guilt of hitting someone burns in my throat” thought Light

Thread 6 : 2 April, 2023

I wonder what is a proper tag for 照月 since actual Teruzuki is a warship, so its all just pics of kancolle girl sometimes

"Shining moon" or "illuminated moon" is very pretty.. But in the end, Mikami failed him so Light won't shine again (huh)

Thread 7 : 23 April, 2023

something... something about succubus Light and priest Mikami wanting to go into ero territory but also a gag scenario where Mikami worshipping him or something like a false god; so it kinda leads to misunderstanding... cherry boi Mikami power

Thread 8 : 25 April, 2023

since DN took place around 2000-2010

I wonder if ppl make those cute gijinkas of Kira-tan and L-tan like in 2ch

there are some cute gijinka of SCP... (and uh corona-chan) and something ...... I think they're kinda tasteless but it's 2ch/4ch lol

the idea of Moe Kira-tan all over the internet telling ppl not to do crimes asjdlask

Misa will like it but she's disappointed bc Kira (light) is a prince! not a loli😂

light acts like he doesn't care and it gives him a headache (kinda hurts his pride)

L is amused by it and told Watari to buy that very rare garage kits figure at Wonfes just to piss Light off

Mikami hates them so much that he keeps threatening those otakus in 2ch post bc YOU HAVE TO RESPECT our KIRA-sama (but ended up buying those figures and making an altar)

Thread 9 : 27 April, 2023

Rereading fic from this doujin where Mikami got Saturday night palsy bc of Lighto.... at the same time I feel bad but it's kind cute((( lol

Idk how to tl but >>> The doctor examined Mikami's arm and asked him if he had a "gf". Mikami was embarrassed and admitted that he did. The doctor then said that he knew the cause of Teru's sore arm - it was due to his "gf" sleeping on it every night

Thread 10 : 20 May, 2023

Kira wins au, where Light has to meet his family (before he left ) Sayu still recovering from the kidnapping accident and Sachiko still struggling with everything but she's glad Light is still alive Idk where I can put mklt in here

Light only told Mikami about his meeting with Sachiko for the last time before they elope (www) They're not interested in talking about their family he thinks Mikami won't care about them and just move on

But Mikami will respond by randomly talking about her dead mom just trying to sympathize with Light (he's trying) but it makes everything more awkward for Light (like.. okay?) They never talk about their family again for years lol

Thread 11 : September 18th, 2018 (from a really old ask about ship?)

Anonymous: Mikalight 6+7

6) hm they don’t have rly canon moments (but i don't like their anime moments— idk the phone scene – the ending -w-

the reason i like mikalight is bc of that scene where Mikami roasting light so yeah that (anime) yellow warehouse scene is mehhh

7)oh fav hc… (i have weird hcs sorry-

both of them are just… weird? kind of disturbing for outsiders (like in Ryuk’s pov) but that’s how they show their love to each other, no… like… in …yandere way (lol) i don’t know how to explain it ahaha =w=

from the outside - in public, they look normal but on the inside,,, hahah

(i think what makes it weird bc they look so normal and professional so this is like gap moe or something like that…

like I have this stupid hc where Mikami likes to collect Light’s strand of hair from his brush and keep it on his personal desk (he likes to stare at them) maybe he’s thinking how much he appreciates Light lol I don’t really know why I have this HC it just really stuck on my head asdasf

and light likes to play with Mikami’s eyelids when he sleeps (I always think Light only likes Mikami because of his shinigami eyes xD not like him with Misa…) and Light always thinks “should I really trust him? I can find another replacement but idk why I still choose to stay with him,” light is still confident but there’s a small voice inside of his head telling him not to trust Mikami bc maybe… just maybe he will kill him when light lose haha but the light won’t allow it. he’s Mikami’s Kami after all ;w;

for normal hc mikami and light can switch in tsukkomi/boke moment lol

#mikalight #text postan

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PARDON?!

teeheehee 🤭😙 (referencing this post)

basically im envisioning that after the driftmark incidendent luke gets a therapist to work through it and ensure he doesn’t develop any longlasting behaviour issues yk. and he actually really likes it, he likes being able to talk things through with an unbiased person. he gets so comfortable with her that when he and jace start to ‘date’ (around 14/15) he starts to mention it like “oh my boyfriend…” etc and she’s like great ^_^ a healthy relationship. for the past few years she’s been trying to guide luke’s mindset about his family into something decidedly less�� weird and intense

luke knows that incest is bad and all but he’s also like well my ancestors did it for generations and im fine, so.

anyway luke is slowly telling his therapist about his relationship and she’s making sure he knows about safe sex etc and isn’t being pressured. she’s lowkey concerned anyway because luke is like “my bf doesn’t like it when i hang out with/be alone with/do this thing/etc”. one session he slips up in the middle and actually calls jace by his name. idk what but something unmistakeable.

instantly the therapist is like no way wtf not good, predatory manipulation etc etc. luke is like NO but it’s too late. they get separated and also forcibly removed from rhaenyras care - luke is sent to driftmark to be with their grandparents. with jace i can see two choices, angst or angstier. option 1 jace is sent to kings landing to be with viserys and alicent. immediately alicent sends jace to boarding school like she did with her other kids. option 2 jace is taken into the state system and they lose all contact. no one has any idea where he’s been placed and they search but can’t find him. even worse bc luke blames himself for jace disappearing

luke continues therapy even though his separation from jace is the most traumatic thing to happen to him so far. he’s not doing well. therapist is like dont worry now you can get better away from that abuse!!! but luke is always like it wasn’t abuse and i don’t ever want to recover, i never want to forget how loved jace made me feel

anyway luke goes through the rest of his teenage years feeling like a shell of a person. the day jace turns 18 luke lingers around the city centre of high tide, waiting for him to appear. he waits every day for two weeks but jace doesn’t come. luke is heartbroken all over again

ten months later luke also turns 18. two days after his birthday jace turns up on his doorstep and it’s all very happy and they reconcile!!!!! yayyyyy for happy endings. basically their records or whatever go public once they turn 18 so jace had to wait for luke to turn 18 before he could get his address. though he doesn’t mention it jace was also expecting luke to find him - he turned 18 first so his records were available so he thought luke would look for him and was also like Oh :((( when luke didn’t turn up. but seeing luke cry when they meet again washes away all of jaces doubts

then they spend their adulthoods together being obsessive and codependent even more than they would be if they had grown up completely together ❤️ yay for true love

thanks for the ask bestie i took the opportunity to word vomit 🫂

#jaceluke #jaceluke agenda #asks #🗣 mutuals!!

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not-sobasicbisexual · 1 year

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I watched night at the museum kahmunrah rises again, and uh, here's my thoughts on it

1. most boring, longest hour and 17 minutes of my life, I even had to skip through some of it

2. teddy is weird. He's so full of himself and for what? he's slowly turning into the real Roosevelt, who thought he was the bee's knees

3. Joan of Arc was only there for the plot to make sense and she's annoying

4. sacagawea said "we don't have all night" or something at 11 pm like bro you got 6 more hours until sunrise wym

5. why does Jedediah sound like an old man is impersonating him? and Octavius's ugly ahh seems to dislike Jed and find him annoying. these arent the precious babies I know and love

6. why is it that time is irrelevant? Nicky was on call with Larry while he was in Japan, AT NIGHT, so it would be daytime for Larry right? apparently not

7. WHERE is Ahkmenrah?? like, I get it with the ending of natm 3, but if that's the case, then why is he not with his tablet?

8. although this movie wasn't the most enjoyable, Seth was oddly relatable. I looked it up and the god of chaos's name is actually Seth. I'm not kidding

9. Where is Kamunrah's classic lisp?

10. I have a strong urge to make it better

11. I personally thought this was a new series like how Disney Channel advertised it to be, but I'm glad it's a movie, because it's just over with now, and it doesn't have to continue

12. I don't get it, does this movie take place before or after three?! Nicky is still in high school?? I'm so confused

13. in the first movie, the caveman dissapeared all at once, but in this movie, the characters start to dissapear slowly?? also, why did the hairless cat start to dissapear? it wasn't even outside of the exhibit its from

14. Why did Nicky's personality change

15. Why Attila look like that? I mean, at least in the originals he was wearing something accurate to what he wore in real life

16. like I said, the cat isn't from the museum of natural history, so why does it turn into a statue while in the museum?? would it turn to dust?

17. "Laa discovered fire when he was 11" wym? Laa was made because McPhee wanted to have a caveman that looks like Larry. He was not real.

my honest reaction:

overall: 3/10 stars for effort, ig? not really good and wouldn't recommend it, but at least it's the most recent film so I can ignore it's existence

edit: im fixing my grammatical mistakes I'm sorry to the people who saw this and didn't understand things bc of my stupidity

#jedediah #jedediah natm #natm fandom #night at the museum #night guard #natm #natm 4 spoilers #sacagawea #natm octavius

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narwhalandchill · 10 days

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(4.7 TCG leaks but Big Lore Implications? Maybe)

Well. This is (was) certainly an interesting Moment.

See. narwhal coming in TCG right? i obviously lost it we are all aware. so i was checking that shit out Instantly the second it was uploaded onto hakushin to see the kind of playstyle theyd given my beloved

but there was something else. see. tldr the narwhal starts at only 5hp but it basically eats all your discarded cards to increase its own max hp and dmg dealt (also takes into account the dice cost of the discarded cards). which i Love its so on brand and lore accurate. but anyway. its ult is to summon the electro dude whose dmg and duration is also affected by the cards eaten and their dice cost. such a cool kit right?

But then i saw what they Call the knight summon guy in the first uploaded version of the card kit in ENG

...SHADOW OF THE ANCIENT WHAT NOW????

and like. okay. okay. thats pretty fucking insane this is why i was looking so forward to the narwhal getting a card bc . sometimes tidbits like these just. Happen thru TCG. just casually like that (like parsifals Curiously Familiar Appearance for another relevant one).

bc like. an ancient nemesis huh. on one hand could reference surtalogi since the descriptor for the phantom in 4.2 patch previews in several languages (not sure what the in game stuff says these days) did have some similar wording to surtalogis CN title. also obviously fuels my personal foil hat agenda of surtalogis whole "keeping this very much sentient cosmic being as a Pet TM" being something that from the narwhals POV is very much like. a demeaning act of imprisonment and being used against its will as a pawn (im such a surtalogi hater dude. i Dont trust him). so like thats one option for the. whos the nemesis whose shadow is summoned. its surtalogi. but also ancient is a funny wording for when the guy is very well around to this day so

then theres the other option. bc the narwhal 4.6 namecard speaks of ajax intent on challenging the narwhal again and references hunting for the same whale the "third time" which like. most simple route u could just be seen as. okay despite just freezing up during their 1st encounter at 14 and doing jack shit to "challenge" it he still considered that the "first" hunt, fontaine was 2nd and next is 3rd.

but theres also the. what if the first hunt was the historical ajax of the myth? whose reincarnation our ajax may be? bc if His destiny was also to oppose the narwhal back then in celestias grand plan and possibly had the same constellation tying him to it too. would THAT be the ancient nemesis the knight in the narwhals stomach is the afterimage and shadow of? hmmmmm.

like dude i was. Actually losing my fucking mind bc this might be THE closest thing to a direct confirmation that If ajax has reincarnated over the samsara/cycles whatever . if That is the case. then this "ancient nemesis" being og ajax would then Very Much Imply that both his and Our Ajax' destiny in all incarnations has Always been tied to the narwhal in some way and that his "role" and "duty" in celestias decreed fate is to be its counterpart and opponent (read: tragic soulmate) . of Some sort. like yes inconclusive still but this couldve been such a massive fucking deal dude

Anyway .

then they removed that descriptor in the next update to the beta info on the new TCG cards 😭😭😭😭

so now its just called a dark shadow whatever 😔😔 this is So Sad. but. i have Witnessed the original so its not getting out of my head. what does it meannnnn

why would the narwhal be emulating its nemesis as the force that protects the source of its power that lies within it (like. we Had to be eaten in order to get close to that source in the AQ fight)??? did it eat that doomed soulmate nemesis (og ajax moment Surely) in the past and is now carrying its remnants and constructed shadowy afterimage within itself?? or does it represent some sort of control/power source surtalogi (if hes the nemesis) has inflicted upon the narwhal in order to keep it weakened and/or sufficiently subservient to be kept as a "pet"???? MANNN

obviously. since this was a clearly incomplete beta version text (like the narwhals kit was unfinished in ENG during this part) that was Very swiftly deleted (whacking myself over the head for not checking what CN said while this version was still up) its not like. something that can be referenced as legit confirmed canon lore for the narwhal since its not making it to live. but im just. Curious. like. even if its outdated text that was removed. Surely there HAS to be a Reason that description was originally written to describe the dark shadow summon.

so is this a case of. its no longer meant to represent an ancient nemesis, that was old ass lore for the phantom knight dude thats never going to happen and thats why they cut it. like fair enough it happens. old pre launch beta genshin stuff was directly a honkai sequel/spinoff but they changed that. it could always just be that

ORRRRR then. hear me out. that its STILL true but that the writers simply realized they dont want to reveal their cards (ha ha) on the subject just yet??? they dont want to leak this potentially Massive lore drop through a random TCG update?????? we arent meant to know the meaning behind the shadow just yet????????? 🤨🤨🤨 Surely

anyway. forever mourning shadow of the ancient nemesis as a descriptor . but i Have to post it here so that yall can at least know. this existed. this WAS a thing. so whats it mean...

(also if this turns out to be all legitimate and og ajax Was the ancient nemesis. Possibly the funniest way my original "who the fuck even thought the purple dude in the whales stomach was going to be childe" take from way back could be Technically proven wrong JSJAISJSJSISKD . if it was ajax. but just not. this one)

#actually my villain origin story realizing the beta desc got changed. DUDE THIS LORE COULDVE CHANGED EVERYTHING #whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy its so sad i am so sad now. still obviously hyped as hell for the card itself tho i WILL be going back to TCG #for my beloved . always . its not even a question #im so bad in TCG tho i Really need to become a 5head now to be worthy of being a true narwhal main #genshin #rambles #narwhalposting

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sambucky, 14 (bc i know u had IdeasTM u wanted to get out and im trying to make it easy for u)

14. grabbing their hand to show them something

( also on AO3 )

If there is a field that Sam’s kind of an expert in at this point, it’s admiring a good view: earth from the deck of the Guardians’ new spaceship, the skyline of Birnin Zana against the mountains in the distance, lightning bugs flitting around the backyard as the sun dips behind the trees.

Now, on a breezy May afternoon, Sam stands a little ways away and considers the deadliest assassin of the twentieth century as he watches a middle school choir performance, and not a great one at that. Bucky has a stuffed animal tucked under his left arm, a way-too-big bag of cotton candy hanging from his vibranium fingertips–AJ’s, naturally, because Sam had told him he’d have to carry any novelty-sized snacks on his own, but Bucky remains a sucker for an earnest, “Please, Uncle Bucky?”—, and his phone held aloft in his right hand.

For a moment, his eyebrows are knitted together, his gaze laser focused on the phone as he adjusts it for the clearest video. Then, sudden enough that it makes Sam a little dizzy, there’s a grin on his face so wide that it’s making the corners of his eyes scrunch up.

Bucky’s been a little freer with those unguarded smiles in the past few months, but no matter how many times Sam catches one, it doesn’t diminish the warmth that thrums through his veins at the sight. It doesn’t hurt that this particular smile is directed at the stage, where Cass is warbling his way through a solo on “Signed, Sealed, Delivered.”

He’s practiced nonstop for weeks. When the others were on the verge of rioting if they had to listen to the song one more time, Bucky had taken to inviting Cass along on mostly-made-up errands, so he could sing in the car and the rest of the Wilsons could get some peace at home. Chances are good, Sam realizes, that Bucky has heard Cass sing this specific verse of this specific song more times than any of them have, but he’s still beaming, the pride rolling off of him in waves.

They’re both cheering and whooping as Cass moves back to his place and chorus starts again. Bucky has kept the phone remarkably steady the whole time, and as Sam pushes through the crowd to reclaim the spot beside him and AJ, the rush of affection doesn’t fade. Sarah hadn’t even asked Bucky to take a video when she found out she couldn’t join them. The choir teacher has a camera set up; the whole thing is going to be up on YouTube later anyway. Bucky had just insisted, pulling Sam and AJ this way and that as he found a spot that gave them the best vantage point of Cass’s mic.

Without a word, Sam plucks the phone out of Bucky’s hand and replaces it with one of the drinks he’d gone to grab. Bucky lets him do it, murmuring his thanks and taking a sip of the drink without a second thought. If Sam weren’t so distracted, he’d take a beat to marvel at how far they’ve come.

Onstage, the choir launches into their next song (“April Come She Will”, which at least explains why Sam thought he heard Bucky humming it on the comms last week.) Beside Sam, Bucky makes a pleased noise and holds out the drink to get a better look at it.

“What is this?” he asks. “And why is it so good?”

AJ answers before Sam can. “It’s Miss Colette’s sorrel. Mom says it’s magic.”

Bucky tilts his head as he looks down at AJ. “Magic, huh? That’s the secret ingredient?”

“That’s what Mom says.” The, ‘And she knows everything,’ is implied in the way he shrugs before returning to his kettle corn.

Sam leans in a little and murmurs, “Maybe there’s magic in there, but I’m pretty sure the actual secret ingredient is a pound of sugar.”

A snort. “Is that why you’re not having any of yours? You don’t have–what did you call it the other day?–the ‘sweet tooth of a five year old whose parents are really strict dentists’?”

“That cake was covered in jellybeans and marshmallows and sprinkles, Buck, and you took down four slices. Tell me there was a better way to describe that.”

(The better way to describe it, they both know, is that the local girl scout troop had baked and decorated a cake to thank them for helping out in a cookie emergency, and Bucky had taken extra slices so Sam wouldn’t have to. The girls had been delighted and Sam had avoided a sugar crash, which meant he wasn’t passed out on the couch when they got called out to deal with a situation in Arkansas that afternoon.)

All he gets in response is Bucky shaking his head, then pointedly finishing half his drink in a single slurp.

It’s enough of an answer for Sam to continue the conversation. “This is for Cass,” he says, giving the cup a little shake. “It’s his favorite; I just wanted to grab him one before they ran out.”

Something in Bucky’s eyes goes a little softer, and just as he opens his mouth to speak, the crowd erupts into applause and startles them both. Sam raises his eyebrows questioningly at Bucky, but he shakes his head and gestures towards the stage.

As the audience disperses and parents cluster to take pictures of their kids, the three of them hurry over to the steps and wait for Cass to make his appearance. It’s all hugs and fistbumps as they fawn over him, Cass ducking his head and shrugging off the praise.

Sam points the camera right at Cass and informs him that he expects to be thanked by name in his Grammy acceptance speech.

“But you have to thank me before Uncle Sam,” interjects AJ, “‘cause I convinced you to join choir in the first place.”

The flip from ‘performer in front of adoring fans’ to ‘annoyed older brother’ is instantaneous. “No you didn’t!” scoffs Cass. “I joined choir because Nin- I mean, I joined choir because I wanted to.”

“We know you did,” Bucky says, his voice placating as he passes Cass his drink, and at least then he’s mollified enough to stop glaring at his brother.

Sam had called Cass’s crush on Nina-from-down-the-street (not to be confused with Nina-from-the-library, a high school senior) during a carpool run last month. Bucky had originally told Sam he was jumping to conclusions, but then they’d both watched Cass tear through the kitchen baking Nina’s favorite cookies for the choir bake sale and he’d conceded that Sam may have had a point.

“So what do you want to do now?” asks Sam. “Y’all want to stick around here a little longer, maybe go on some rides? Or do we go get that pizza I promised you?”

“Pizza!” says AJ immediately, but Cass shakes his head.

“I didn’t get to do anything fun earlier,” he says. “I just did the ring toss one time. Can we walk around a little more?”

AJ, who in fairness has been out here and on his feet since nine in the morning, looks absolutely mutinous at this idea.

“Why don’t we split up?” Bucky says quickly, glancing from the boys to Sam and back. “AJ and I will go get pizza; you two go play some games. We’ll bring back some slices for you.”

Sam turns to AJ to see if that works for him, but he’s not where he was a second ago. Before the panic can set in, Bucky points to a spot a few steps away, where AJ is somehow already in the middle of a complicated secret handshake with his best friend Yusef.

Yusef’s mom, Maya, sends Sam an apologetic smile as he walks over with AJ and Bucky in tow. “I was just telling AJ that we’re going to go get lunch before we head home,” she says. “He’s welcome to join us, if that’s okay with you. You, too, Cass.”

“Cass is going to see if he can beat my record at the ring toss,” says Sam, “but I know AJ would love to join you. Should we pick him up from your place when you’re done, or…?”

But Maya waves his question away. “Don’t worry about it; I’ll drop him off,” she says. “It’s on the way anyway; I’m driving Nina home, too. You’re neighbors, right?”

“Yeah, we’re just up the street from her,” Sam says, silently counting down until Cass chimes in.

“Actually, Uncle Sam, now that I think about it, I’m kind of hungry,” he says. “I think I’ll just go with AJ and Yusef, if that’s cool.”

Sam shrugs and hopes he looks nonchalant. “Fine by me,” he says to Cass, as AJ plucks his cotton candy from Bucky’s hands. Then, to both boys: “Be good for Tante Maya. We’ll see you at home.”

They nod, AJ more distractedly than Cass, and Sam thanks Maya before they set off towards the parking lot.

At the last second, Bucky calls out to Cass. He jogs back, eyebrows furrowed. “Yeah, Uncle Bucky?”

Equally confused, Sam watches as Bucky holds out the stuffed dragon toy that Cass won at the ring toss booth earlier. “You forgot this, kiddo.”

“You can keep it; I don’t want it,” Cass says, starting to turn back to the others.

“I know you don’t want it,” Bucky says conspiratorially, “but remind me, who was it in the carpool who couldn’t stop talking about her new book with all the dragons in it?”

Cass’s jaw drops a little, and Sam follows his gaze to the group, where Nina has just joined the others.

Bucky smiles as a wide-eyed Cass takes the blue dragon from him, holding it like it’s something precious. The moment feels like it should be private, so Sam pretends to be distracted by his phone, although that doesn’t stop him from overhearing.

“What do I say?” asks Cass, half-whispering. “I can’t just like, give it to her. Isn’t that weird?”

“She’s your friend, right? You guys talk all the time. Tell her you won it earlier and you remembered that she likes dragons.”

“That’s it?”

“It can be something quiet, Cass. People just want to know that you’re paying attention.”

It’s solid advice, muses Sam, eyes still on his phone. He tamps down the impulse that says he should follow it and starts typing a response to Rhodey’s last text to distract himself.

He doesn’t look up again until Cass has called out a thank-you and walked away. They both watch as he rejoins the others, waiting until they’re all out of sight before turning away.

“Ready to head out?” Sam asks Bucky. Crowds can wear on Bucky, he knows, and though he probably smiled through it for the boys, there’s no point in him putting himself through this longer than he has to. Anyway, they’ve both got reports to write up from that mission to New Mexico last week. “Uncle duties have been taken care of, so we can just-”

“Are you hungry?” Bucky asks without preamble, and Sam furrows his eyebrows.

“Am I hungry?”

“Yeah, I saw a funnel cake stand back by the ferris wheel,” he says. “Come on, I’ll buy you one.”

Before Sam knows it, Bucky’s hand is in his, pulling him along through the crowd until the vanilla-sweet smell of fried dough is in the air.

“Buck,” he says, “we don’t have to stay here. We can just drive home.”

“Sweet tooth of a five year old, remember?”

It’s only when Bucky lets go that Sam realizes they were still holding hands. He feels the back of his neck go hot and tries to ignore it. “Fine. Maybe if you eat enough sugar, you’ll be too tired to mess with my music on the way back.”

(Bucky, Sam has discovered, is a serial song skipper. He’ll make it twenty seconds in, say he likes the song, then skip it anyway. Sam is incredibly tired of only ever getting through the first verse of “Son of a Preacher Man”, and he’s starting to suspect that Bucky’s doing it on purpose.)

“Don’t hold your breath,” Bucky laughs, then steps up to the counter.

The topping choices are messily scrawled on a chalkboard beside them, and Sam is busy squinting at it as Bucky orders. He’s just decided on the berries when he hears Bucky say, “And one strawberry shortcake, please.”

“How did-” he starts to ask, but trails off. Bucky’s observant, he tells himself, and they spend basically all their time together. It stands to reason that he could narrow down Sam’s preference from a list of five options. It’d probably be more surprising if he couldn’t.

The clouds of powdered sugar are still hanging in the air when the girl behind the counter passes them their funnel cakes, the paper plates bowing a little in the center from the weight of the toppings. As they make their way to the cluster of picnic tables nearby, Sam watches Bucky lick caramel off his thumb and tries not to feel any particular way about it.

“So why funnel cake specifically?” he asks when they sit down. “There’s giant s’mores on a stick two stalls down; that feels more like your thing.”

“Who says I’m not headed there next?” Bucky asks. He reaches over with his fork and steals a strawberry from Sam’s plate, slow enough that Sam could swat him away if he wanted.

He doesn’t bother, just makes a vague noise of protest and says, “You could’ve gotten this, too, you know. Then you wouldn’t have to steal mine.”

“They taste better stolen, Sam. That’s just a fact.”

“I let you have that one for free,” Sam says. “Come for the funnel cake again and it’s going to cost you.”

“Should’ve known our partnership would end this way,” Bucky says, shaking his head.

Sam snorts. “Me fighting you because you can’t keep your hands off my dessert?”

“No, you fighting me because you don’t like to share.”

“That wasn’t sharing, Buck; that was theft. Sharing implies an exchange.”

“Aww, Sam, if you wanted to try mine, you should’ve just asked,” Bucky says, pushing his plate closer to Sam with a smirk.

“Pass,” Sam says flatly, though he can’t quite keep the corners of his mouth turned down. “I don’t need to try it to know that it’s an abomination.”

“If they didn’t want you to combine the praline and the hot fudge, they wouldn’t have put them next to each other on the menu.” Bucky’s prim delivery is offset somewhat by him shoving an enormous bite of funnel cake into his mouth. “And besides, it’s delicious.”

“That’s not the point. Of course it’s delicious. Funnel cake is the-”

“-best part of going to any given fair, carnival, or amusement park,” Bucky finishes for him. When Sam looks at him in surprise, he just shrugs a little. “I heard you telling Sarah.”

Sam doesn’t have a response, just ends up looking at Bucky for a long moment. For once, it’s Bucky who blinks first, ducking his head to keep his eyes on the food in front of him.

They finish their food–well, Sam’s food and Bucky’s sugar monstrosity–mostly in silence, but it’s the comfortable kind. Sam nudges his plate with its last few strawberries over to Bucky; Bucky reciprocates with the one praline that somehow was untouched by chocolate. When they go to throw away their trash, Sam catches Bucky looking at him, his gaze assessing.

“What?” he asks. “It’s powdered sugar, isn’t it? I swear it gets everywhere, just spreads every time you try to wipe it off.”

Sam is pulling out his phone to check in the camera when Bucky reaches out a hand, stopping just short of Sam’s jaw. “It’s right there,” he says, gesturing to somewhere Sam can’t see because his eyes aren’t on his nostrils.

He reaches up and tries to swipe away the sugar anyway. It must not work, because then Bucky huffs a quiet laugh and asks, “Is it okay if I-?”

Before he’s even done with his question, Sam has tilted his chin up just a little in silent permission. Bucky’s fingers are gentle as he brushes it away. It doesn’t escape Sam’s notice that he uses his right hand, even though the reach is a little awkward. He almost comments on it, but then there’s mischief lighting up Bucky’s eyes.

He frowns dramatically, squinting at Sam’s face before shaking his head. “Nope, still there.”

“What, the sugar?” asks Sam, mostly because he knows he’s supposed to.

“No,” Bucky says, “the paperwork face.”

“The paperwork face,” Sam repeats flatly. “What is the paperwork face?”

“That face that you make when you’re thinking about all the reports we have to write when we get home,” Bucky says, like this is something Sam should know.

“This is just my face, Bucky.”

Bucky just looks at Sam, stoic as ever.

It sinks in after a second and Sam shoves his shoulder. “Very funny,” he deadpans. “Tall, dark, and brooding over here telling me that I have paperwork face.”

“I’m just an objective observer, Sam.”

Sam lets himself laugh, shaking his head. “Maybe if you worried a little more about paperwork, I wouldn’t have to be so dedicated to making mine clear and detailed.”

“My paperwork is clear and detailed,” says Bucky. “It’s not my fault that kids these days can’t read cursive.”

It’s not, but it definitely is Bucky’s fault that they don’t have another choice. He claims he can’t fill out his reports on a tablet because the vibranium hand doesn’t respond well to touchscreens. It would be a lot more believable as an excuse if Bucky wasn’t constantly reading books on Sam’s tablet when they have downtime on the jet.

(It’s possible that, as Captain America, Sam should discourage this kind of behavior, but sometimes the only thing that cheers him up after a frustrating joint mission is watching an annoying SWORD agent grit out a thank-you when Bucky hands over triple copies of their exhaustive paperwork, all filled out in beautiful and perfectly illegible cursive.)

“I’m feeling generous because you just bought me food, so I’m not going to make fun of it, but I want you to know I heard that ‘kids these days.’”

“You call them kids, too! And they exist in this time period, Sam. What else am I supposed to call them?”

Sam just laughs, bumping his shoulder into Bucky’s. “Come on, Old Man Barnes. Let’s go play some overpriced games for crappy prizes.”

Bucky’s only response is a vague grunt, but when Sam puts a hand on his elbow, he lets himself be pulled along. There’s a water gun race booth near them where a crowd has just cleared out, and Sam beelines there first. Bucky looks skeptically from the plastic guns to the little model boats and back.

“Really?” he asks flatly. “This?”

“What?” asks Sam, already in his seat. “You worried you’ll lose?”

Bucky scoffs.

“It’s okay, Buck. We can go play the kiddie games if you want. Straws in a milk bottle, fishing with that little magnetic pole…”

The glare that Sam gets as Bucky grabs the stool next to him is less Winter Soldier than it is Bucky realizing Sam ate the last of the peanut butter, and he just grins back unrepentantly. When Bucky turns to line up the shot with the little pink water gun, the corner of his mouth twitches up just a little, too.

Then Sam beats Bucky by what can only be called an embarrassing margin and Bucky looks appalled, handing cash to the man running the booth before declaring that it’s now best out of three. Sam doesn’t bother to conceal his delight, even when Bucky evens up the score in their next round.

The third race finds them neck and neck the whole way, but the light at the end of Sam’s track goes on just a second before Bucky’s, and he takes the win. Bucky doesn’t even look annoyed about it, just tolerates Sam crowing about his victory as they keep walking among the booths.

Eventually, Bucky points to a game a little ways away. “Hey, what’s that one?”

Sam squints at the darkened interior of the booth, then lights up as he realizes what it is. “Skee-Ball! That used to be my favorite as a kid.”

Bucky just lets out a mildly interested hum, eyes still on the booth. “You played it a lot?”

“Sarah and I used to get really into it,” says Sam. “Eventually, she figured out that as long as I had the advantage of being taller, it was a better idea for her to stop me from scoring instead of trying to outscore me.”

“Do you want to play a round?” asks Bucky. “Promise I won’t use Sarah’s strategy.”

Sam looks at Bucky through narrowed eyes for a moment, then nods. “Fine, but I’m warning you, this is going to be a much more embarrassing defeat than the race.”

But all Bucky does is shrug just a little too casually before he starts heading for the booth. “Who knows?” he calls over his shoulder. “Maybe I’ll get lucky.”

When they get to the game, there’s a group of teenagers getting very intense about their competition, so Sam uses the time to take a picture and send it to Sarah. Bucky’s back is to the camera, but he’s still pretty distinctive, so Sam texts, ‘New Skee-Ball opponent. Maybe this one won’t try to cover my eyes in the middle of a game.’

She texts back immediately to tell him that there are no rules against that, so he can take his talk of cheating somewhere else. Sam is typing out a reply to her when he hears Bucky laugh and turns to find that he’s already looking back at Sam.

He raises a questioning eyebrow and Bucky holds up his phone. “Sarah’s giving me advice on how to beat you.”

“What?” Sam moves closer so he can get a look at Bucky’s screen. “Did she tell you to cover my eyes, because-”

Unfortunately, whatever Sam was planning to say next is interrupted by what can only be called a yelp, and he belatedly realizes that it came out of his own mouth. When he looks up again, Bucky is grinning delightedly at him.

“She said you were ticklish and I should go for your sides, because you always leave them open.”

Sam clamps his arms around his sides, deletes the beginning of the text he’d written to Sarah, and sends, ‘TRAITOR!!!’ instead. She replies with cry-laughing emojis.

“Don’t worry,” Bucky says. “I’m not gonna sabotage you.”

“I feel very reassured,” deadpans Sam, as they take the two freed-up spots in the booth. He very hesitantly relaxes his arms. “But it doesn’t matter, ‘cause I’m good enough to win even if you do sabotage me.”

“Then I guess you have nothing to worry about,” says Bucky, picking up the scoop and flipping it in the air before he catches it again.

Sam narrows his eyes at Bucky again, but his face betrays nothing.

“Ready when you are, Samuel,” he says, flipping the scoop again.

Shaking his head, Sam squares his shoulders, hits the button to start the clock, and clears his head of the competition, focusing instead on scoring with every shot.

It’s a sound strategy, even if he starts off kind of rusty: he keeps overshooting at first, has to modulate his strength a little to land on 50s and 40s consistently. Once he gets into the rhythm of it, it’s a little easier, and he’s proud of his score when the clock runs out and the machine spits out his tickets.

He drops the scoop back onto the ramp, shaking his hand out as he turns to look at Bucky, who he pities for just a second: if Sam had to hold back his strength for the game, then it must have been even harder for Bucky.

But Bucky looks completely unbothered, leaning casually against the divider between his ramp and the next, an absolutely absurd amount of tickets clutched in his hand.

Briefly, Sam has the thought that Bucky just pulled the panel off the ticket dispenser and took out the whole roll, but then he looks up at the display above Bucky’s spot and realizes the words ‘high score’ are spelled out in flashing lights. Just below them, the digital display reads, in blocky red letters, ‘PERFECT GAME.’

Sam feels his jaw drop.

“Did you know,” says Bucky, looking more smug than Sam thought humanly possible, “that one of the first ever Skee-Ball ramps at an amusement park was at Rockaway Playland in Queens?”

“Did you just-”

“That thing had years on it by the time Steve and I used to take my sisters there, so there wasn’t always a line, and if the guy running the booth was feeling friendly, he’d let us keep playing until new people showed up. We got pretty good at it.”

“You just hustled me,” Sam says, shaking his head in disbelief.

“We didn’t bet anything, so I don’t think that’s technically hustling.” Bucky furrows his eyebrows, smirk gone. “Right?”

“Not technically, no.” In an ideal world, Sam would have a snappier comeback, but he’s busy trying to convince himself that Bucky going from cocky to sincerely confused in a split second isn’t something he finds endearing. It’s not working.

“Good,” Bucky says, nodding like that settles it. He steps aside to let a group of kids take his place, and Sam follows suit, handing off his tickets to them as he does.

There’s a memory niggling at the back of Sam’s brain, a story Steve once told him that shook loose at the mention of Rockaway Beach. He can’t remember what it was, exactly, but he remembers laughing about it with Steve and Wanda and Natasha, tucked away in a safehouse in Accra.

He shakes off the ache of missing them and focuses on Bucky again, who looks a little sheepish.

“I didn’t think I’d remember anything about the game, you know,” he’s saying, eyes sweeping the rest of the fairground. “I didn’t even know I had that memory until I saw the booth, and I figured it’d been so long, and it’s not like it was a skill I used after we shipped out, and-”

“Bucky,” says Sam, gentle but firm.

He stops talking. After a moment, his eyes snap to Sam.

“I’m not actually upset,” Sam continues. “And I’m glad it came back to you. It sounds like it was a good memory.”

Bucky bobs his head in a short nod. “It was,” he says. “So do you want to go to the prize booth? See what this many tickets gets us?”

Sam agrees absently and lets Bucky lead the way, because he’s finally got it, the memory he was grasping for.

He can see it so clearly now, Steve doing an exaggerated impression of young Bucky Barnes’ swagger while he chatted up some girl with an old school name. ‘Three dollars,’ Steve had laughed. ‘Three whole dollars to win her that bear. I still think the guy took pity on him and rigged that last game.’

They reach the prize booth, all brightly lit and full of brightly colored plushies and cheap toys. It’s quieter on this side of the fairground, barely any booths and no line for prizes, either.

Bucky slides his fistful of tickets over to the bored-looking kid at the counter, who tpoints them to a corner with stuffed animals easily the size of Sam’s torso.

“What do you think?” Bucky asks, as nonchalant as ever. Now that Sam’s looking for it, though, he can see the way his eyes linger just a little, the way Bucky’s mouth lifts into a smile when Sam’s does.

Sam makes himself look at the prizes and immediately grins at the sight of one, right at the very end of the shelf. “That one,” he says, pointing decisively at a massive teddy bear. It’s wearing a jaunty gingham bowtie. “Definitely that one.”

Bucky raises his eyebrows. “Really? Not the dolphin? Or the frog? Or the bird with wings that kind of look like yours?”

“Redwing would get jealous,” Sam says, shrugging.

“The bear, then,” Bucky says to the kid.

When Bucky’s handed the stuffed animal, he holds it out to get a better look, brushing the fur into place and adjusting the bowtie a bit so it sits right. Sam can admit to himself that it’s kind of adorable.

Bucky fusses with the bear for another second or two before he holds it out to Sam. “For you,” he says. “I feel kind of bad about the Skee-Ball thing.”

And because Sam can’t resist messing with Bucky just a little bit, he shakes his head and says as earnestly as he can, “Really, Buck, it’s not a big deal. You should keep it.”

“I-” Bucky starts to say, then frowns. “It’s yours, Sam. Just take it.”

He’s about to say no again, see if he can’t push Bucky into actually saying what he wants instead of the silent 1940s wooing that’s apparently happening here, but then from the corner of his eye, he spots a blue dragon like the one Cass won earlier.

He hears Bucky’s words in his head again, gentle and earnest, the way he always is with the boys: ‘It can be something quiet.’

Sam had thought the advice was just for Cass, to let him know it was okay if he couldn’t get the words out. He’s starting to wonder if Cass wasn’t the only one who’d needed to hear it.

He thinks of funnel cake, of Bucky holding the camera up so Sam’s arm wouldn’t get tired, of how fiercely he loves the boys, of longform cursive paperwork and company on the nights Sam screams himself awake and those smiles that always feel a little bit like being entrusted with something precious. All those quiet somethings that have become his touchstone, warm and steady and always there.

Sam looks back at Bucky, reaching out to take the bear with a soft, “Thank you.”

Before Bucky can pull away again, he catches the vibranium hand in his own, watching as Bucky’s eyes widen just a little. His eyebrows knit together in confusion as he looks from their hands to Sam’s face and back.

“Just wanted to try something,” Sam says, hopefully with more confidence than he feels.

It must work, because Bucky’s shoulders relax just a touch. “Okay,” he says, nodding.

Using their joined hands, Sam pulls so they’re closer together. When he hears Bucky’s breath catch, he asks, “Okay?”

Bucky nods.

Sam slips his hand out of Bucky’s grip, bracing it against his neck. “Still okay?”

Bucky nods.

As gently as he can, Sam leans in and rests his forehead against Bucky’s. “Sti-”

But he never finishes his question, because then Bucky is gently tipping Sam’s chin up and pressing their lips together, quick and chaste.

Bucky pulls away after a second, but only manages the first word of an apology before Sam is pulling him closer to kiss him again. Sam is pretty sure he hits Bucky in the head with the teddy bear that’s still clutched in his hand but he’s also pretty sure neither one of them cares all that much.

When they pull apart again, there’s a part of Sam that’s pleased to see Bucky looking just a little bit dazed, especially since Sam can’t seem to stop the dopey grin on his own face.

It’s Bucky who recovers first. “So wait,” he says, “you’re telling me that in the end, all it took to win you over was a cheap bear from a fairground? That’s it?”

“Don’t forget the funnel cake,” says Sam.

Bucky hums, nodding very seriously and doing a terrible job of biting back his smile. “No, we can’t forget the funnel cake.”

“Just one question,” says Sam, as they pull away from each other and make their way into the crowd again. “When you blew all your train money to win that girl a teddy bear, did you try to woo her with a funnel cake first? Or is that just in the updated version of-”

Bucky’s eyes go wide, his ears and neck turning red. “He told you about that?!”

“He may have been carrying some bitterness about having to ride home in a freezer truck.”

Sam slips his hand into Bucky’s as he launches into an explanation of how the freezer truck had been a brilliant plan, actually. He hefts the teddy bear a little higher in his arms, listens, and lets himself be led.

#this is so long you guys #I don't know what happened this was going to be 1.5k MAX #sambucky #sam x bucky #sambucky fanfiction #I'll probably throw it onto AO3 tomorrow #philtstone

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