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canon is very very fucking mean about miranda and i really wish it would stop that
#all the care guide says is 'biomass'#just. in general.#like i know i always sound insane to other people because like#they look at the trio of games and view it as a Whole#and thus that means things like the hitchhikers in roadtrip are seen as further reveals of an existing character#whereas i was just. from here from the beginning.#and i cant. go over and tell these people about how her presentation slowly changed as more endings were added and then new games#and i cant tell people about how the bellanda ending undid everything the eel ending was trying to do#because they dont see these two as different additions to one game but instead as the whole of the game as it was intended#like i just#i dont know. im mad at canon a lot lately. they REALLY fanonified everyone and it just. it shows.#the new games just feel meaner than the old ones#and its ironic because it feels like the actual actions ANYONE does in the new games are LESS mean than what is in the original#like the soul of it is just. meaner.#im tired. im really tired.#i wish i could switch special interests easier
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op monster trio x fem!reader nsfw headcanons
EVERYONE IS 18+ (minors need to scram)
a/n: remember, these are hc’s and just my opinion!
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“just enjoy this”
luffy:
very talkative and vocal during sex
always just says whats on his mind
“wow, you’re so wet for me already”
“you look so pretty when your face scrunches up like that”
“that feels good. go faster”
not shy at all about moaning and can get really loud sometimes
like there will definitely be noise complaints
kinda a pleasure dom, but can also get really needy sometimes
wants to make sure you feel just as good as he does
“does that feel good?”
“how’s this?”
“you like it when i do that?”
loves bringing food into the bedroom (obviously)
aphrodisiacs? yes
licking whipped cream, hot fudge, caramel, etc, off your body? yuh huh
and his stamina is HIGH
he also gets really excited about trying new things, and will try pretty much anything once if it’s something you’re into
one of his favorites is mirror sex
spreading you out on his fingers or his dick and making sure you watch yourself
he just wants you to see the beautiful view that he gets to see
plus then he gets double of you, and more you is always good
loves when you get vocal, so if you’re on the shyer side he will definitely work overtime so he gets to hear you
will make it a game to see how loud he can get you
he also speaks portuguese bc it makes sense and also i said so !!!!
sometimes his language setting accidentally switches to portuguese when he’s fucked out
“vou meter em você ate você gritar meu nome”
goes crazy when you say his name
even crazier when you get so cockdrunk that you start babbling nonsense
honestly he can’t help but laugh
like full on belly laughing like a maniac while he’s breaking your brain
but he just thinks you’re the cutest and he can’t contain himself
sometimes he’ll have a conversation with you while you’re in that state, acting like he can understand anything you’re saying
“feels good huh?”
you’ll whine out something indecipherable in response
“yeah i know!”
he’s always happy if you tell him what you want and how you’re feeling
because he just loves you so much and he wants you to enjoy it too
because he thinks you deserve the world
can also get pretty dominant/demanding sometimes without even realizing it, just because he’s so blunt
he’s just a man who knows what he wants and goes for it
if he’s especially needy, he gets a little more rough with you
holding your hair as he fucks your mouth, because your eyes look so pretty when you look up at him like that
or fucking you hard and fast to chase his own release, leaving bruises on your hips from how tightly he’s gripping them
even then, he’ll always do frequent check ins to make sure you’re still enjoying it
messy kisser
loves kissing and licking and nibbling all over your body
definitely leaves marks
he’s also not shy about PDA, (mostly because he does not understand the social construct of what is and is not appropriate to do in public), so he loves when he gets to see his love marks on you the next day
thinks u look rly pretty with his love all on you
he’s really good with his mouth
could eat you out for hours, and wont stop until your whole body is shaking
big fan of face sitting
definitely more of a tits guy
always smiling into your kisses, wether he’s sweetly kissing your lips, leaving a trail down your body, or teasing your clit
loves to make you squirm, so edging you is definitely fun for him
he likes seeing you be all needy for him, especially since he’s usually the needier one (can you blame him)
definitely also challenges himself to see how many times he can make you cum in one day, and keeps track of his records
really enjoys using his devil fruit powers on you too, and laughs in excitement when it makes your eyes roll back
always gets you both water and plenty of snacks afterwards, falling into a comfortable conversation or putting on your favorite movie
zoro:
you’re the only person he feels comfortable enough to be this vulnerable with, and he trusts you with his life
you are always his number one priority, no matter what, and that naturally carries over into your sex life
he’s extremely attentive to you, in and out of the bedroom
knows your body better than he knows his own
always knows exactly what you need and just how to make your eyes roll back
he’s a “just relax and let me take care of you” kind of guy, and all he cares about is making you feel good
after all, you always make him feel good, even without doing a single thing
but of course he soaks in anything and everything you graciously give him
he quietly feels undeserving of your love, so he’s really big on being praised
your sweet words only spur him on to make you cum even harder
usually more of a soft dom
but if you ask nicely, sometimes he’ll let you take care of him when you know he needs to just relax
he’s gentle with his strength and careful not to hurt you
likes to fuck you hard but slow, wanting it to last as long as possible
he lives to hear your pretty noises of overstimulation as he makes sure to hit the right spots with every agonizing thrust
your legs held over his shoulders so you can feel every inch of him
doesn’t pick up his pace, even when you’re trembling and trying to move your hips against his
“i’ve got you. just enjoy this”
not super talkative, but definitely gets more vocal the more comfortable he gets being intimate with you
lots of grunts and groans against your neck
sometimes an occasional moan or curse will slip out
when he does talk, it’s soft and low, whispered for only your ears to hear
his voice gets a little deeper when he’s like this, and it grounds you and shakes you to your core somehow at the same time
he loves kissing you, and pouring every feeling he can’t put into words onto your lips
rly likes watching your face to see every pretty little expression you make
likes seeing how good he’s making you feel
also really big on eye contact
wether he’s fingering you, eating you out, fucking you, you’re giving him head, whatever, he wants to look into your eyes and watch them as they get all glassy
“hey, look at me. keep your eyes open”
a little bit into dacryphilia , because it feels so intimate to him
making you feel so overwhelmed with pleasure that it brings you to tears, then kissing all your tears away as you fall apart for him
he’s also really good with his fingers because of how much dexterity he’s built up in his hands from all those years of swordsmanship training
the reason he also has insane stamina ^
if you get bratty with him he’ll get bratty back (he’s a part of the sassy man apocalypse)
sometimes if you’re being particularly bratty, or when he gets cocky after a really good training session, he can get a little more riled up into being more talkative and commanding
but he still never loses that softness, because to him you’re angel on earth, and his love and adoration for you is overflowing
“if you’re that needy, just ask for it. don’t need to make a fuss”
“that’s it, keep going”
“go ahead, you can let go for me”
“tell me what you want me to do and i’ll do it, but you have to use your words”
if he’s feeling really confident, he might pin you against his surface of choice while he ruts into you, licking into your mouth to savor your taste
^ he feels guilty at first for being rough with you, but any fears of him being selfish fly out the window when he hears you moan his name all desperate and hoarse and fucked out
“you like it when im rough like this, huh?”
“what was that, honey? you gotta speak up”
“i know you’ve got one more in you, baby, don’t hold out on me”
no matter what, he always makes sure you cum at least twice before he does
he’s not super into pda, but he secretly loves when you leave marks on him
especially when you scratch up his back or his chest
they feel like battle scars and make him feel all proud and shit
he’ll “discreetly” show them off walking around topless, but he’ll still glare at anyone if they make a comment about it
he also joins the pda train anytime he sees you talking to another man that isn’t a part of the crew
or any time he’s drunk off his ass ^^
thigh/ass guy
he loves feeling your body shutter and twitch from his touch
he doesn’t smile too often, but you sometimes get lucky enough to see it
he’ll hold your jaw up and smile lazily into your sweet kisses while he fucks you deep with his fingers
constantly longs to show his devotion to you, and takes his time to make sure you feel it
lots of sleepy and lazy sex
also shower/bath sex
he lives to hear your sweet sounds
he will not stand for it if you try to hide your pretty little noises from him
“c’mon, don’t do that. let me hear you”
“don’t get all shy on me now”
“there’s my girl”
he’ll always put a pillow under your hips
he likes to wrap his arms around your waist to pull you as close to him as possible
he also just finds it really hot when you arch your back
he’ll fuck you so good that you genuinely cannot stand after he’s finished with you
then he’ll run you both a warm bath, hold you to his chest, and wash off your body and your hair as you both relax into the comfortable silence
sanji:
worships the ground you walk on (seriously considered starting a religion)
loves to be romantic and set the mood
cooking you both a nice intimate dinner, lighting candles, peppering rose petals, giving you massages, etc etc
but once you guys actually start getting intimate, he cannot WAIT to get his hands on you
but he still respects you and treats you like a fucking queen, because to him you are
not an exaggeration by any means either, he will build you a throne
he asks permission before kissing you
won’t touch you unless you give him permissiom
will do or say genuinely anything you ask him to, no questions asked
but will also pathetically rut his hips against your clothed cunt while you make out and cum in his pants if you allow it
he can get rock hard just at the sight of you
not even in a pervy way, it’s just that you’re sooo sexy and everything you do is like his siren song
definitely a sub
loves receiving, and feels blessed with every ounce of pleasure you grant him
but making you feel good gives him just as much pleasure, because he worships you after all
knowing he’s the one making you feel good really gets him going
he’ll worship your body for HOURS with no expectations to receive anything in return
he can get off untouched just by knowing he’s making you feel good
loves eating you out, and is extremely talkative
more than willing to be on his knees for you at any time
loves praising you (of course) and is always eager to encourage you
“you’re the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen”
“you taste so sweet, mon amour”
“want you to cum so badly, sweetheart”
“please let me help you come undone my love”
he loves when you praise him too
however, he also goes crazy when you get a little mean
likes it when you use him for your own pleasure after a restless night or a frustrating mission
or when you edge him for hours as punishment for making a flirtatious comment towards another woman (atp he only does it to get this result)
he is also not beneath begging !
sucker for romance during sex too
loves holding your hand while he makes you see stars or while you let him use your mouth
kissing all over you while you both fall apart
babbling and whining against your lips about how much he loves you
loves when you mark him up, and will proudly show them off
practically gets heart eyes every time he looks at you, but his eyes are BULGING when he sees your perfect tits
loves sucking on them while you ride him
very cheesy and dramatic lines and pet names, but they all come straight from his heart and he means every single word
really likes it when you pull his hair
definitely whimpers and whines and moans your name like a prayer
says “thank you” when you let him cum because he’s so polite
probably has a breeding kink
definitely has low stamina at the beginning of your relationship and doesn’t last very long, but builds it up over time
still makes sure you’re more than fully satisfied even if he’s already finished
would let you tie him up, blindfold him, gag him, whatever you want, and he would enjoy the fuck out of every second
he would still complain and whine about not being able to touch/see/praise you a bit though
super passionate kisser
also always extremely sensitive, because it’s you
lots of cuddles and kisses and sweet words after the two of you are done until you fall asleep with your limbs tangled
asks are open!
#brairslair#brairs hc’s#one piece smut#one piece#one piece x reader#one piece luffy#one piece zoro#one piece sanji#monkey d. luffy#roronoa zoro#vinsmoke sanji#luffy#luffy x reader#op luffy#luffy smut#luffy x y/n#monkey d. luffy smut#monkey d. luffy x reader#roronoa zoro smut#zoro smut#roronoa zoro x reader#zoro x reader#zoro#op zoro#zoro x you#zoro x y/n#sanji#sanji smut#sanji x reader#monster trio
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Dustin, Lucas and Will find out about Steve and Eddie, completely on accident.
The trio are in the drama room after school, at least an hour before Dustin knows Eddie comes in to set up for their session. He hates being intruded on. Which is exactly why it is imperative that they are quick about this. Sneak in, let Will take notes on Eddie’s bard character design, get out before Eddie arrives and then walk back into Hellfire like nothing happened. Easy peasy.
The Party is going make Eddie his character costume for his birthday. Because he is impossible to buy for. Super picky, has really strong opinions about literally everything. So while Lucas plays look out, Dustin and Will obtain the relevant information they need to fulfill their plan.
Everything was going smoothly, until Lucas rushes into the room whisper shouting, “They’re coming, they’re coming!” waving his arms about for emphasis.
Of course, they could come up with some sort of reasonable lie for what they are doing at the drama room before their scheduled Hellfire session. Which Eddie would definitely see through, it’s like an annoying superpower he has. They’d rather not risk it. The fates of all three of their characters are in the hands of a madman.
And the three of them dive into different corners of the room, scrambling for a hiding place. Lucas and Dustin wedged in the space between the wall and a wardrobe overlooking the DND table with half of Dustin's body sticking out, barely covered by a sheer fabric draped over him. If Eddie so much as looks his way, it's game over for him.
Footsteps, followed by an all too familiar drawl. "Because Buckley's a liar and a cheater," Eddie comes into view sauntering backwards into the room, wagging a finger at someone just out of sight.
The last person Dustin expects to see, walks in right after him. "You still on that?" Steve says. What the fuck is Steve doing here? “Cos’ you were both cheating,”
Eddie beelines straight to the table, shit, too close, where his notebook is lying, rapidly starts flipping through the pages, looking for something. And then Steve is crowding into Eddie space, his chin hooked over Eddie's shoulder, an arm coiling around his waist to rest his palm on his stomach. Wait, what?
Dustin twists as inconspicuous as he could and gave Lucas a look he was sure fully conveyed his range of emotions at the moment. Lucas gives him a similar one right back. Okay so he isn't loosing it. That’s a minor relief.
Their voices are too low for Dustin to pick out anything except a couple words here and there, not enough to form a picture of what kind of discussion involves cuddling your friend standing up. Steve's face is hidden, but he can still see Eddie's. The other man tilts his head to whisper something directly in his ears. Something that has Eddie's cheeks blooming pink and he's gasping Steve's name and shoving him off with a grin.
Oh god, what in the alternate reality was happening here?
From the corner of his eyes he can see Lucas with both hands clasped over his mouth, shaking from all the silent giggles he’s holding in.
Steve goes right back to plastering himself across Eddie's back and this time his hand slides smoothly into Eddie's back pocket. Dustin has the sudden urge to cry out My eyes! because screw staying hidden. His whole world view is warping by the second.
Now Dustin is a man of science. He isn’t unaware of the whole same-sex attraction thing, it’s just that he had no idea Steve of all people, likes men. Or Eddie for that matter, although he’s never heard him talk about any girl he might’ve been interested in, when he thinks about it. Dustin used to chalk it up to the mysterious personality of Eddie Munson, before the whole Vecna fiasco that is. Now he knows Eddie is as much of an open book as a person could possibly be.
Steve on the other hand? Former king of Hawkins High, ladies man Steve Harrington likes men? And he likes Eddie? Dustin loves them both, fiercely. He knew they’d get along well, he just didn’t anticipate exactly how well. Is this why Steve won't date Robin? That still made no sense to him though, Steve had no problem dating other women before Eddie.
Dustin must’ve blacked out for the rest of it, because by the time he refocuses on the scene before him, Eddie is already done scribbling in his notebook and the two of them are leaving. Dustin feels like a metaphorical Hurricane has just passed though his mind misplacing furniture and tearing up wallpaper.
Eddie and Steve are EddieandSteve.
Their receding footsteps draw Will out of his hiding spot looking a little dazed. “Holy shit, I thought they were going to start making out right there,”
“Okay so we all saw that right? I wasn’t hallucinating?”
“No dude, they’re like totally dating,” Lucas is completely overcome with a case of the giggles now.
“At least Eddie was too distracted to catch us, right?” A dopey smiling is spreading on Will’s face. God his friends are weird.
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Steddie Masterlist
#steddie#eddie munson#steve harrington#mine#Dustin Henderson#will byers#lucas sinclair#might write more#idk
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minatozaki sana x soccerplayer!reader (pt.3) ; fluff, smut
synopsis: a straight shot up to the top of the soccer spectacle and a long overdue homecoming was the best reward you could ever ask for.
wc: 7.6k
warnings: smut!!!!! ; cursing, mentions of food and drinks
a/n: had this part under wraps for a bit, but i had fun writing though hope you guys will like it!
christmas present from me and happy advanced early bday to shasha washa! :))
pt.1 pt.2 pt.4
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two and a half years.
thousands of miles and a whole ocean between you and sana as you both focused on your responsibilities respectively.
you were absolutely loving life in england, being able to play the sport you loved on a weekend basis amidst all of the rigorous training regimens that you and your teammates went through to put on an enjoyable performance for the fans on the field.
in addition to the numerous fans packing the stands in the stadium, you also knew that you had friends back home watching any chance they could get despite the massive time difference but they made it work nonetheless.
your first opportunity for your new team when you arrived two years ago went way better than you could’ve ever thought of having. a substitution for your first ever premier league game had your adrenaline rushing, but you had to keep yourself calm if you wanted to make a good first impression and little did you know, sana would be watching as well.
at the same time, on the other side of the world and through a screen, sana watched your first game since leaving on jihyo's laptop, watching you on the small screen as you got straight to business, gliding across the field every time you got the ball. finding the small gaps between the defenders before belting the ball swiftly into the back of the net–your first professional goal as jihyo, sana, and daniel cheered for you through the screen.
sana looked at you through the laptop as you looked dashing in the new threads of your jersey as the camera panned to you celebrating with your hand in the middle of your face before extending your arms out wide, embracing the new feeling you will never get tired of experiencing as your teammates huddled around you.
soon after, you walked up to the camera as you signed something with your hands.
m.sn
sana recognizes her own initials, heart racing at your dedicated celebration for her as you flashed a heart for the camera, blowing a kiss immediately after, running back to your team’s half of the soccer field as jihyo and daniel look at sana who avoids their eye contact, cheeks flushed with red as jihyo teased her.
you wasted no time as every game that you played, you continued to shine as the months passed as your career blossomed. this led to more opportunities for brand deals as well as other events to put your name out there besides your playing, sending sana snippets of your photoshoots that make her scream into her pillow and kick her feet up in the air with the outfits the stylists put you in (she’s going insane mind you but you love it when she’s like this.)
speaking of opportunities, your talents earned you a move to a team that had more higher chances of success in tottenham hotspur a year and a half after your move to brighton as they were the hottest team in the league right now flying in first place thanks to not only you but son heung min and lee nadine creating a trio with you that was setting europe on fire.
you and nadine grew immediately close as teammates as she was the one who helped you get accustomed to the new changes and outside of soccer, she did youtube as a side gig that was raking in views every time she uploaded.
sana was happy that you were enjoying life but was worried that you were going to get caught up in the flashing lights of your career. that certainly wasn’t the case as you reiterated any chance you got in the media that you were taken, wearing the matching ring with the necklace you gifted to her on days off, answering questions on if you were dating anybody in q and a’s–saying, “yes i am, but i like to keep that part of my life private,” and even putting your jersey number as 12 in a homage to her birth month, reminding that you haven’t forgotten about her.
most couples in a long-distance relationship would have initial troubles especially if it’s for a significant period of time, but to you and sana, the both of you ensured that there wouldn’t be any problems. texting before match days, having dates on facetime, or even just one person sleeping as the other would be busy working. those moments you and her shared through the screen would all be worth it the next time you two reunite.
“i miss you.”
you look at your ipad as you lay on the bed of your hotel room, sana doing the same thing on her end, taking a break from her reading as you were about to go to bed before your big match against chelsea.
“i miss you more sana.”
“you should be sleeping right now.”
“i know, but you’re the one who called me?”
sana softly giggles as you got more comfortable in the comforter, shifting slightly as you try to resist the urge to sleep.
“get some rest y/n, you’ll need it for the game tomorrow.”
“will you be watching?” you murmur as your eyes begin to droop.
“i’ll try to, no promises though.” sana replies, her voice just above a whisper.
you hum as you see sana get up through your squinted eyes, taking a picture over facetime over your cute sleepy state. you quietly whine while sana laughs at your complaint.
“i know you’ll do well tomorrow baby, i love you.”
“i love you too, bye.” you mumble as you end the video call, letting the sleep finally take over you with sana the last thought in your mind as you enter dreamland.
—
your clash with chelsea the following day was one of your favorite matches to play in and this time, you had more motivation within you since their manager jimin, ripped you in the press conference for being a player that only has luck on their side. you weren’t the kind of person to take criticism to your head since you let the playing do the talking, but for today it was different.
after the match preparations, warmup, and walkout to the field, it was finally time to get the match underway; you couldn’t contain your jittery emotions as you walked around the sideline as the referee was talking to the captains.
“you’re raring to go aren’t ya.”
you hear a voice as you fix your shin pads, looking up to see your former teammate rin on the other side of the midline.
“of all the people who were compared to me when we played club soccer back at home, you were the only one who was on par with me.” you reply back to rin as the two of you embraced in a hug, a somber moment of friendship despite the difference in teams now.
“hope you don’t get on giselle’s bad side, she’s still pissed from the last time we played against you.”
you and rin look over to giselle who had her eyes deadlocked on you, with an expression so intense she may even look like she was out to kill you.
“too late.” you say as the referee blows his whistle, and the match gets underway.
—
sana watches alongside momo and tzuyu in her living room as you get down to your usual business as the match unfolded. many missed chances of scoring as well as getting in front of the referee’s face, the game delivered an absolute thriller, but that wasn’t even the craziest part.
you slipped a pass between two defenders with nadine dishing it right back to you in the last dying minutes of the game. through on goal it was deemed to be the winner, only for you to get clipped on the leg by giselle in the penalty box that sparked a huge fight between the other players as sana could only watch in shock at the sight of you still on the floor, clutching your ankle.
the game halted for a few minutes as you managed to get up, calming yourself as giselle got up all in your personal space. this girl had a vendetta against you, understandable since you and her are rivals in the league, but her temper got the best of her as she was sent off via red card. the penalty kick would be the last moment of the match, and a win here would boost you and your team’s morale having already won the league championship with the last game of the season.
sana, momo, and tzuyu all watched as you stepped up to take the shot, your face still stricken from the pain in your leg as you ran up and shot the ball dead center of the goal, scoring the winner as you celebrated by placing a finger on your lips, silencing the jeers from the chelsea fans as you hobbled back to the center of the field. the three girls watching from back home all cheered at your performance as sana kept her eyes on the screen, your smile beaming at her, proud of your success.
—
“so what now?” sana asks you through the speaker on your phone hours after the match.
“just some last minute logistical stuff with dex in the next couple of days and i think we’ll be celebrating rin’s birthday over here.”
even though you couldn’t see it, but sana pouted on the phone. with the last game of the season already done, this meant the players could enjoy their time off, especially since you’ve been worked to the bone with the team this season–sucks that you had to be hurt for a bit but that was just your luck.
“if y/n didn't get injured here we would’ve been on the next flight back home!” dex chirped as he rummaged through his bag in you and rin’s shared apartment.
“maybe if you actually set me up with proper appointment times we wouldn’t be having this conversation!”
“i’ll break your ankle more if you don’t shut up!”
“don’t make me chase you with this kitchen knife!”
sana couldn’t help but laugh at you and dex’s bickering over the phone as she hears a set of steps shuffling away as the screen switched from a call to a facetime call, knowing that it was you, she answered it instantly.
“you saw the game right?” you asked her after waving with a dumb smile on her face.
“i did, they’re always so entertaining when you play.”
“that’s because you’re watching me.”
sana sticks your tongue at you through the screen, laughing as you walk around the apartment, cleaning up a few things before packing your bags that were set neatly on your bed.
“it’s been too long sana, i can’t wait.”
“i’ve waited long enough for you.” sana delicately says as she sulks at you, your heart straining at the expression your girlfriend was giving you.
“only a matter of time, and i promise to only spend it with you.”
sana blushes as you wave goodbye in the call as you finish packing, ending it soon after as you pick up a picture frame of you and her kissing on new years eve. there was also a small polaroid on the bottom corner that you took of sana with a large drink of boba from one of your many dates, wearing those thick nerdy glasses as she looked at the drink with a stupid cute face.
“you have everything y/n?” dex asks you through the open door of your room, luggages in hand.
“i’m good to go, let's do this.”
—
you didn’t say when exactly that you’d be coming back home to sana as the only thing she could really do was wait. she didn’t think too much of the fact that you’ve been away from her for so long, not just only as a lover, but a super close friend. you who has been at her side from the very beginning, during those times during school when you and her would study together for those stupid tests that looked nothing like the study guide, the spontaneous dates she would convince you to go after school or practice, even the nights at the field when it’s just you two; the floodlights beaming down as you took out your frustrations with every kick of the ball. she just wanted one simple thing–to see you again, not through a phone screen.
little did sana know was that her prayers would be answered quite sooner than she initially thought.
it was finally summer, the heat was in full swing, the neverending rostermania of players moving to different teams, and you would be coming back home to spend the offseason for the next three to four months.
the last message that sana got from you was a simple text that said, “won’t be long now, be patient.” sana hated you being mysterious with all the cryptic messages that you were sending her. this only fed her yearning for you even more and if you weren’t within a five mile radius of her in the next few hours, she would’ve descended into madness (she has already at this point but no one else knows about this.)
while that was brewing in her mind as the thoughts kept deluding her, she kept her actions orderly as she went out of her house to grab the mail that was piling up in her box. as she held most of the worn envelopes in her hand heading back inside her house, she accidentally drops a couple, reaching down to pick up the dropped papers–stopping in her tracks as she picks up a voice behind her.
“hi.”
it was just a simple word, but she immediately recognized the person who said it. the tone in your low voice sent the hairs on the back of her neck tingling as she slowly stood up with the set of fallen papers in her other hand.
time comes to a screeching halt and god–her senses enhanced at the quick second as she turned around to see you standing on the bank of her driveway. sana had forgotten what you looked like in your casual clothes back home since she was so used to the numerous outfits you wore on a daily basis, aside from the training attire that dk would show her of you during breaks in between classes. it almost didn’t feel real that you were standing right in front of her like a dream.
she takes a step forward, then another, and then a third one as she comes charging right at you. the unintelligible noises that she makes in excitement filing your eardrums like a long lost song you rediscovered.
when she jumps at you, your hands find their rightful place on her waist as her arms loop around your neck, hugging her extremely close to you, getting those first whiffs of her vanilla shampoo scent from her dark brown hair as you kiss her cheek, pulling away to place her lips on yours, a long overdue kiss that was filled with so many messages and unrequited love that was now fulfilled as you remember the tender feeling of sana’s lips, her hands cupping your cheeks.
in that moment, the feeling of time went out of the equation as you pressed your forehead against hers, the giddy feeling overcoming you as you kept your arms wrapped around her waist and sana’s arms around your neck.
“hi.” sana says as she places her hand on your cheek, taking in your features once again as she rubs her thumb on your face.
“when did you-”
“about an hour ago. i went to see if you were home but you were sleeping.”
sana slaps your chest as you laugh at her sudden response as you yelp slightly loud for a millisecond.
“you’re an idiot.”
“shut up, you love me for it.” you respond as you wink at sana, causing her to push your face away as she breaks the hug to pick up the dropped envelopes, standing back up as you stood there with both hands in the pockets of your sweatpants as she leaned closely into your chest, still holding the mail in her arm.
you pick up a small sniffle from her as you wrap your one arm around her for another hug, comforting her as you rub her shoulder.
“everything okay?”
“yeah,” she says in between sniffles, “i just missed you a lot, that's all.”
“well i’m here now so don’t get all sad on me.” you respond with an upbeat voice as sana looks up at you, tiptoeing for another peck before she grabs onto your arm, dragging her into your house.
—
“how long are you going to stay y/n?” your mom asks you as you sit across from her on the kitchen island, sana sitting next to you as you feed sana a slice of a hardboiled egg.
“we won’t start training until early august,” you replied, “but i’m given a different timetable since they still need to check my leg for any lingering pains.”
“you always push yourself during games and it shows.”
“this was the first time in a while that i’ve dealt with injury problems.”
“i always get scared whenever someone goes in for a tackle, i can’t tell if it’s for show or you’re actually in pain.” your mom says, crossing her arms at you–flashing a pout that makes you feel bad about how you play in certain games sometimes.
“the league is physical ma, we’ve already been over this before. i know what to expect week in week out.”
sana looks at you as your attitude dips with your saddened expression. she knew that you would do anything to just play and even though it was a minor knock up on your leg, it still bummed you out because of how sudden the injury occurred. in a quick action to comfort you, she tapped on your leg, signaling the notion to give her another piece of egg as you grabbed it with your chopsticks and gave it to her.
—
“you’re so reckless with yourself.”
“what?” you ask, thrown off with sana’s sudden beration in the complacency of your health. “how can you be so careless with how you use your body during the game? she asks as you keep your eyes on the road, the scattered buildings and houses whisking through from the inside of your car.
“sana, i told you already, on the field it’s a different environment. like a battlefield of some sort. if i don’t give anything less than 120% then there’s no point in trying.”
“that doesn’t mean you should brush off your mom’s worries and mine.” she says, “i’m just saying that if you didn’t get yourself hurt, you wouldn’t have the boot and singular crutch in the first place.”
stumped by her statement, you stopped the car at an intersection (this one in particular where the traffic light was unbelievably long for no apparent reason) as you dejected a sigh despite sana’s proven point. she notices your expression, clutching your right hand from the wheel and holding it with hers, visibly worried that her words might’ve hurt you.
“sorry, i shouldn’t have said all that.”
a smile creeps through your mouth as sana apologizes. you love that about her when she would get vocal about things without having a second thought since she was the kind of person to speak her mind firsthand, that was one of the few aspects separating her from the other girls at school even before you took a romantic interest in her.
in a short second, you pressed the switch of the car, setting it to park as the light was still red. reaching over to sana’s seat pressing your lips with hers, hand clinching yours in shock as she cards her fingers between your hair and neck as the intimate kiss was shared for a few seconds, backing away as her eyes were cross-eyed, still flustered.
“it’s cute when you get all mopey, but you are right, i'll give you that.” you say as you shift back to your seat. sana lets go of your hand as your finger accidentally dips into the small pack of hot sauce from the taco’s you picked up from dex, almost getting it on the leather of your tesla.
“shit that was close.” you say as sana grabs your hand again, meticulously placing your finger on her lips as she cleans off the sauce, sucking the upper portion past your fingernail as you were completely dumbfounded with her suggestive act. she then pulls your finger out of her mouth and grabs a napkin, wiping it off before letting your hand rest between the center console and her thigh.
“um-”
“what?” sana asks as you looked at her with your mouth agape, “something wrong?”
“no.” you mutter, “nevermind, that was different that’s all.” you say as she hums, leaning back on the seat as the light finally turns green at last, still processing what sana did just now.
—
even after being apart for so long, you and sana just hit it off again as if you never left. the days and nights of the summer full of the same adventures you and her have done before, only this time it seemed like there was no end to them. from the late night walks, to cuddling on the couch watching movies, the silent moments when you’re in the room together and one of you would tap the other’s leg or arm. your mental list went on and on as more memories are made filled with so much love and warmth together with her.
you promised to spend almost all of your time with her for the summer, and you were doing exactly that. who would’ve thought that dating your best friend was the best decision you could’ve ever made. going pro in soccer was one thing, but your love for sana for more than six years was tantamount if not more than your love for the sport.
sana’s room and yours were a sacred space shared between the both of you. the conversations about teachers and assignments, the gossip with the other girls, the post match breakdowns and explanations. it always seemed like a warp into a plane of existence where you had no responsibilities, no worries, or interruptions, it was simply just you and sana together in your own little capsule without a care of someone breaking your privacy.
“y/n…..baby.”
her voice soothes all of your anxieties away as you blink your eyes open rapidly to see her looking down as you lay your head on her legs.
“sorry, just felt like closing my eyes a bit.” you explain, your voice trailing off as you set your eyes with hers, placing your hand alongside her arm patting it.
sana faintly giggles at your explanation, resting the palm of her hand on your well-toned face, her finger tracing your jawline as you adjust your head a bit for her to indulge more. feeling the well trimmed nail graze alongside your facial features almost like she’s playing the harp.
“you always look at peace when you sleep.” she says, a smile creeping through the corners of her mouth.
you hum in agreement, “i’m glad i don’t snore when i sleep so that’s also a big bonus.”
“i still find it crazy that you can be a heavy sleeper and fall asleep really fast.”
“just one of my many talents.” you respond, closing your eyes again as sana continues to rub her thumb on your cheek.
“you know we still have to go to niki’s birthday party right?”
“i know.” you mumble, “five more minutes please.” sana nods at your request as she leans down to give a light peck on your lips. “i hate that you’re so cute.” she whispers, her lips just above yours, feeling the breath from your nostrils tickling her nose.
“if you hate me then kiss me more.” you say as sana breathes out a small puff of air as she goes in for another kiss, your hand automatically finding the back of her head as it feeds her desire for you by the second. you then sit up a bit slightly, propping your elbow on her as she cups your face as you two continue to explore each other's mouths.
considering how long you’ve been away, the first couple of kisses you and sana shared when you got back were rushed, nearly saying ‘i’ve missed you’ as the room is filled with the soft smacks of lips on lips and lips on skin. you and sana weren’t in any rush to the party, so the time was taken very delicately, no urgency (yet) as you savor the temporary craving you’ve deprived yourself from.
sana’s needs could be satisfied with the simple switch in her brain to unleash that side of her, but it was only a matter of time till then as she slides your head off her legs, pulling away for a slight second, straddling your hips as you were bewildered at what she was doing.
“sana wha-” you groan as her lips are over yours again, sliding a bit down to just above your pulse point. the nerve cells are being rewired at the new sensation as you slide your hands up from her hips to her waist, stifling a moan from escaping your mouth as you feel sana’s needy lips nip your neck just a bit. you didn’t think sana could get riled up that easily (something that you could think about doing next time you and her are having a steamy makeout session) and her lips find their way back to yours before she pulls away to catch her breath.
“you did say kiss you more.” she says with half lidded eyes as you laid on the bed in a slight panic since your heart was pounding against your chest and ears.
“i think that was more than a simple kiss," you mutter, "so-"
the phone breaks the moment as sana gets off of you while you check your phone to see who called you, it was daniel.
“hey daniel, wassup?” you answer upbeat, still trying to catch your breath.
“y/n! where are you and sana? niki’s gonna be home in twenty minutes!” daniel says through the phone as you pick up tzuyu’s laugh in the background followed by dk’s laugh.
“we’ll be there in a bit, sana and i just took a nap together.” you respond, sana flashing a darted eyebrow at your lie as you shook your head at her face.
“okay cool! don’t forget to remind dex about the drinks by the way.”
“you got it. see you then.”
you hang up the phone and toss it off to the edge of the bed, sitting up to match sana’s height, priming your lips back as sana sat there feeling her lips with her fingertips after your makeout session just now.
“what are you planning?”
“i just got carried away,” she says lowly, “don’t tell me you didn’t like it.”
“of course i did, i was just surprised, that's all.” you sighed out, pouting at her as she leans forward to give a peck to your cheek leaving you smiling right after.
“okay good.” sana replies with a tempting tone as she pulls away.
“c’mon we’re gonna be late.” you say as you roll off the bed, grabbing sana by the hands to help her as you hand your hoodie to sana on the way out the door of her room.
—
“happy birthday niki!”
the entourage of friends yelled collectively surrounding him as cups were raised up in the air for the big occasion. almost everyone in the group was paired with someone regardless if they were friends or a couple, you and sana could finally join along as officially a couple while everyone took in their drinks.
niki leans forward to blow his cake, getting cheers from everyone before leaning back. shotaro and mingyu were begging niki to say a speech but before anything was said, dk pushed his head into the cake, whipped cream now all over his face as everyone was left in shock and laughing.
dk ran away somewhere in the house before niki could chase him. you, daniel, and tzuyu all had to hold the six-foot tall forward while jihyo and sana were taking pictures of the moment happening right in front of them. the party itself returned back to normal with everyone socializing in different parts of niki’s estate. sana and the rest of the girls were in the kitchen, some of the soccer peeps were in the living room playing fifa, and you stepped out to get some fresh air for a few minutes.
“how’s your ankle holding up?”
you turn to see daniel step through the sliding door before closing it, walking his way to you as you look forward to the specks of house lights scattered across the hills.
“it’s better now, i can still walk as you can clearly see.” you respond half heartedly, perking your head to the right as daniel stands next to you a little butthurt by his question.
“i still can’t believe that you get to be teammates with nadine lee!”
“it’s really not that special, i never really understood the whole youtube vlogger biz that she’s well known for. believe me, if i did that with a camera in public people would’ve thought i was crazy.”
“you can say that while brushing your shoulder, but i would totally freak out if i was in your position.” daniel huffs out defeated, hanging his head low as you pat his shoulder to comfort one of your closest friends.
“i’m beating the world at my feet here daniel, this was literally the best thing i could have going for me right now.”
“what about sana?” daniel asks as you roll your eyes at his playful question, “isn’t she also the best thing to happen to you?”
“you were there when i talked to dex about liking her four years ago, my answer to that is look at us right now.” you reply raising your left hand outward to prove your point across.
daniel smiles at your exposition to jog his memory as you smirk at your small victory. “jihyo always told me that you and her looked good together, no need to show me any more.” he says as he lightly taps your shoulder as you feel a blush creep a bit to your cheeks.
“dani! y/n!” you both turn your head to the sliding door to see jihyo leaning against it, “i’ve been looking everywhere for you guys! they’re taking pictures so if you wanna be a part of them best you come now!” she exclaims as daniel starts heading inside, you following soon after.
—
even after leaving the party, the lingering thought of you with sana earlier is pummeling the back of your head. it sparked something within and sana herself was the match.
pulling into the driveway of her house in the dark hours of the late night/early morning, nothing short of the multitudes of dates you guys have done already, you knew the routine; walk her to the door, kiss her goodnight, and make your way back to your house right after. either that, or she would invite you in to spend a little bit more time with sana before eventually carrying her to her bed, not that you mind of course when she sleeps like a literal angel in your arms.
as you help her out the door of your tesla, you loop back round the back left side of the car to grab a few things, looking up at sana who was standing there with a blank expression on her face. you backtrack to face her as you try to see what was wrong.
“you okay?” you ask, leaning down to get a closer look as she meets your eyes.
sana nods, trying to not make you worry without saying a word. even if it’s pitch black with the dim lights being the only source giving you sight outside the house, you can feel her eyes darting at you as if she’s longing for something.
“can you stay with me tonight?” she mumbles, her tone giving you a flashback when she got sick.
you pull yourself back, pondering whether it was a good idea to stay, tensing your mind as sana vividly stares at you for an answer. it’s quiet, cold, and the only thing that’s moving are both of your hearts in the dead of the night as you sharply inhale.
“are you sure? aren’t your parents-”
“they’re not home.”
you part your lips before closing them again at her response, stabbed at the fact of the possibility with her setting you up for earlier, but you weren’t so sure just yet.
“okay.” you say gently to her, lifting her chin a bit for her to get a better look at you, “let me get a change of clothes inside first.” sana simply swayed her head up and down before heading into the house.
—
somehow you’re not freaked out with doing things in the dark, believe it or not, you were accustomed to making snack runs at three in the morning when binging a netflix series trying not to make a sound that will wake your parents up. it’s no different when you’re alone with sana in her house.
as you poured yourself a glass of cold water to flush out any remaining soft drinks and food in your system, you picked up a small sound of footsteps approaching you as you catch sana on the right corner of your eye, dressed up with a pink silk pajama top with hello kitty sweats in contrast to your gray sweats and oversized washed tan colored tee, placing the empty glass on the counter after drinking.
“can’t sleep?” you ask sana as she shakes her head, again, not saying a single word to you whatsoever which was unordinary since she was talking her head off and laughing with the girls at the party just a couple hours ago.
“you’ve been awfully quiet since we left niki’s, wanna tell me what’s up?” you ask again as you watch sana put her hands behind her back, toes pointed inward as if she’s in trouble. the signals going off in your brain but you had one last trick in the bag to draw it out of her.
“something’s on your mind isn’t there.” you say, realizing the shift of positions in the conversation, using sana’s own words against her, as she glances at you placing the same fingertips on her lips as you make a few steps toward her.
“you finally caught on.” she says as you stand millimeters in front of her, looking down slightly over your towering appearance. the pressure changed not only in the kitchen but in the space between you two as well.
you place your hands just underneath her elbows, shifting her against the fridge, forcing her to look up, hands relocating to her lower back as she places both palms of her hands on your chest, face inching ever so closely to hers, hearts pumping nearly a thousand beats per minute.
“and are you gonna tell me exactly what i found out?” you mutter, lips just above hers, doing everything in your willpower to resist sana’s oozing aura that’s telling the hormones in your brain to do one simple thing.
“i think you already know.” sana whispers, inching her face a little bit upward, claiming her victory as you ultimately gave in to what she wanted all along, and she finally got it.
it’s a shock to your system, the last missing piece to the puzzle, a rational thought that’s thrown completely out the window as you press your lips to hers as sana melts at your touch. a relieving sensation fueled by temptation and need that has finally won its battle against your common sense as your lips continue to meet again and again. sana’s hands looming over your broad shoulder frame, hooking to your neck as she bites on your lower lip hard enough to draw blood.
“don’t keep me here, i can only resist you for so long.” you say, trying to calm your nerves as sana is left flustered from the assault on her lips. taking the hint, she grabs you by the hand, leading you upstairs to her room, getting entranced though every step taken until eventually reaching her bedroom.
in a swift motion, almost like humiliating a defender, you spin sana around with her back to the door, pinning her and closing the gap again with more fierceness as her hands weave their way to your hair. your hands overloading at the touching sensation of her small figure as she keeps you engaged with her lips, moving your way below to the nerve on her neck before extracting a moan from her lips, only motivating you to double down your efforts of pleasure.
sana’s arms attach themselves to the nape of your neck as you continue your work, the sounds coming out of her only increasing as the heat gradually increases. your hands swiftly unbuttoning her silk top, discarding it on the floor as you look down to your hands sliding up her waist, making her whimper at your touch.
“you’ve been waiting for this huh?” you mumble, as your hands brush over her breasts, gasps the only thing to be heard from sana as you could only laugh at her trying to come up with a response.
“please….” sana mutters barely, “more….”
“use your words baby.”
another whimper could be heard through sana’s lips as your hands slide up and down her midsection, gazing into her hooded eyes as you try to stifle a groan at your girlfriend’s state.
“don’t hold back on me.” she huskily says as you cup her face, her hands on your wrists.
you sigh out at her pleading request, placing your lips on hers again as you swoop down to her butt, picking her up and binding her against the door to keep her in place, her legs wrapping around your waist for more stability as you indulge in the difference in height with her being a few inches above you.
sana was unbelievably light under your touch, so from the door to the bed wasn’t a difficult task to pull off as you laid her down before stripping her bottoms off of her legs, leaving her barren in just her underwear with a dark spot down the middle.
“i can’t believe this is all mine for me to have.” you say, brushing your finger on her jawline, helpless to simmer down the sensation of your touch on her skin. making your way down her body, placing kisses over her boobs and stomach with the feeling of your lips on her just enough for her to completely shut down mentally as you graze over her hardened nipples, biting lightly on it as sana shrieks in full pleasure and it’s music to your ears.
you take your sweet time leaving no spot unmarked with your lips as sana continues to utter sounds aloud as you shift more and more south to her panties, sliding them off as her breaths are uneasy, almost anticipating what you were about to do to her, lightly pressing on her clit as she twitches at the new stimulus.
“y/n, i swear to fuck-”
her mind is left in disarray as you run two fingers along the outside part of her folds, teasing her as she hears the sound of the liquid she’s producing as you spread her legs a little bit wider.
“shhhh,” you coo out, “you look so good like this god it should be illegal.” sana only had one thing on her mind as you fully gave into her aching needs, slipping a finger inside, pumping ever so slowly as she groaned out a heavenly sound that blesses your ears as you kiss her leg.
“n-need,” sana cries out, “i need you more!” groaning out another sequence of sighs and moans as you continue to pump in and out of her in a stable rhythm as she tries to grab whatever she could blindly that was on the bed to keep her mind off of the thrashing motion of your hand inside her.
“keep going y/n–i i’m—ugh so good.” her head was spinning, her whole body was on fire, her walls are now an easy entrance for your fingers as she’s twitching at the thrilling experience you’re giving her. she had you wrapped around your finger leading up to this, but now you had her wrapped around yours as she finally cums on your fingers, walls clenching as her body trembled. a plethora of curses and vulgar words coming out of sana's mouth out loud, you taking pride as you reap the reward you’ve been waiting for at long last.
“fuuuuuccccck y/n.” sana croaks out as you kneel upward, pulling your fingers out of her as she calms down from her climax, legs still shaking gingerly, clearly spent as she crosses her arms over her chest, eyes closed as you lean down to pepper her with more kisses, letting sana get a taste of herself that’s left over on your tastebuds.
“you’re so pretty for me.” you say pulling away, eyes half-lidded still as she glances down at the work you just did to her. she cups your face with your hand, smiling lightly still breathless as she still can’t say anything to you.
you look down to her stomach again, smirking at her as she notices what you were going to do next.
“we’re not done yet, baby.” you say as sana looks up to the ceiling, closing her eyes as she hums out, whimpering for what’s about to happen, “i’m just getting started in ravaging you.” shifting down as you hear sana audibly shudder, pressing her legs together to tend the pestering feeling of her puffy pussy, ready for another round.
you and her were in for a long night, and it was only a matter of time that you guys would end up like this as heated groans of more wanting filled up the room once again.
—
it’s a quiet, cloudy morning when you wake up on the edge of the bed.
nestled well into sana’s back facing you, she’s still fast asleep. softly breathing as you adjust yourself with your arm over her waist, hand cupping her left boob, encapsulating the warmth as the comforter is still covered over you and her. the faint scent of coconut in her hair fills your nose as you try to shut your eyes closed, mumbling into her neck as she moves just slightly.
the silence fills the air with the occasional rise and falls of your bodies, resting after an eventful night with you still fully charged after the downright wrecking you gave to your girlfriend. fluttering your eyes open again, unable to go back to sleep as you just listened to the sweet sounds of sana’s soothing breaths.
you eventually turn over to the nightstand to grab your phone, checking the time to see that it’s only nine forty-five, noticing the string of messages from dex while you were out. you could check them later as you put your phone back where it was, only for it to vibrate in a phone call the second you put it down.
groaning at the annoying sound of your ringtone, you see that the caller id was indeed dex, you debated on whether to ignore the call, but assuming that it was something important, you had to answer.
pulling the cover off of you from your half of the bed, you sat up and grabbed your shirt, slipping it on over your topless body before putting on your sweatpants and adjusting the waistband a bit.
you look over to sana, who looked peaceful cuddling with one of the pillows wedged against the wall of her bed, leg draping over as the blanket covered her lower half of her body.
her hair was still disheveled and you put on a fresh pair of panties for her when all the hard work was done, the marks clearly present as you brushed your lips against her cheek.
"good morning baby." you mumble softly into her ear as she mummurs in the pillow responding to you as the phone vibrated once again for you to pick up the call.
“morning dex. no i just woke up, but i saw your messages.” you say, leaving the sana’s door ajar as you stepped out. sana woke up at the sound of your voice. eyes still squinted as she notices an empty space next to her. still drowsy from last night, not to mention sore–drained if you will, as she covered her face with the pillow she still held close to her.
smiling and wrapping her head around the events last night with the revelation that you and her finally fucked after so long, she listens to the faint sound of your voice outside the room in the hallway, face mushed against the pillow as she dozes off again–it’s a good saturday morning to be lazy anyway–until she hears your voice more clearly.
“what!?!? what do you mean i got a call up to play for the national team??!!!”
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TOOTHLESS
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reader x jack hughes
summary: y/n finds out through twitter that jack has lost a tooth and calls to see for herself.
a/n: IT MADE ME CACKLE HELLA HARD!! like imagine the lisp he’s gonna have 😭😭 it’s gonna be hella cute but wayyyy too fucking funny. also i js had to write this like cmon 🤣🤣
jack was away in Raleigh for the second game of round two of the stanley cup playoffs against the carolina hurricanes. you stayed home due to have finals but were still able to watch the first game.
you were finishing up homework while watching the second game, the score being 1-4, the canes winning. you finished typing up your essay when you got a text from your friend, jane.
janey boo 🙃
did you see?!!
you
see what?
janey boo 🙃
JACK LOST HIS TOOTH
you
WDYM HE LOST HIS TOOTH
janey boo 🙃
i was scrolling through tiktok and saw a picture of jack missing his front tooth to the sound bigger than the whole sky
you
BAHHHHHAHAHAHA
WAIT OMG THATS SO RUDE
poor jack
BUT LIKE IWHSHABXSJ
OMG IMA GO LOOK
janey boo 🙃
woody and mercer and jack are now the toothless trio
you
THEYRE TRIPLETS HOW CUTE
ANYWAYS BYE
you couldn’t help the little laughs and giggles that escaped. you open up twitter and search up ‘jack hughes’ and clicking on ‘latest’. you scroll down and can’t help but burst out laughing. you probably looked crazy right now but this news was too funny.
you look up and notice the game has ended, the canes winning 6-1. you decided to wait a couple minutes, knowing it would only be a matter of seconds until jack would text you, something along the lines of ‘i just got out of the arena’.
a couple of minutes later, you’re phone dinged and you saw it was jack who texted. it said ‘hey i just left and am headed back to the hotel’. you don’t respond as you immediately go and click on his contact before the phone started ringing.
“hello?”
“hey babe, just wanted to let you know that you played great tonight. m’ sorry about the loos,” you told him syntactically.
jack smiled on the other end, “thanks. i appreciate it. anyways, what were you doing?” you noticed he had a small lisp. it was cute. his words sounded like a little kindergartners.
you just smiled at the question, knowing jack would always ask about your day and how it went. “oh i was just finishing up some homework. nothing much. why?”
“just wanted to know,” jack responds. you look down at your phone and realize he’s facetiming. you slide the button and are met with the ceiling of his car. you hear the jingle of keys and rustling before he picks his phone up and his face comes in view. “hi.”
“hi.” you respond back. “whatcha doing?”
he smiled. “nothing. just gonna head to the hotel before getting to see you again.”
the smile on your face grew even bigger before you remembered why you called him so fast. “hey jack?” he perked up and hummed. “could you smile at me real quick?”
jack looked at you suspiciously before shrugging and showing you a toothy grin. you just giggled before small laughs started to come out and soon you were cackling.
jack looked confused.
by the time you were done laughing tears began to fall from how hard you were laughing. “oh jack..your tooth.” you finally told him.
he finally got it and just began to pout. “it’s not funny.” he remarked.
“just a little bit. it’s ok though.” you told him. “it’s cute. especially your lisp.”
jack’s cheeks turned pink at the comment. “stop, it’s not cute.” he still had the same pout on. you just started at him with loving eyes.
“jack, baby, it’s ok.” you cooed but he didn’t seem convinced. “you’re still the same jack it’s just you’ll be missing 2% of that smile i love so much.”
“i hate it though.” jack whined. “it makes me sound weird.”
you just stared at him. “it doesn’t matter jack, alright? i still love you and always will.”
“that helped a little.” you just laughed before continuing to talk.
“i have to go and study for that exam i have next week. just make sure you get back safely. call or text me when you’re at the hotel. i love you.”
“i love you too.” jack said back. you said your goodbyes before you hung up and went back to watching the tv. you kept laughing at the thought of jack coming home with a missing tooth.
idk if i hate or love this. but wtv. his tooth is now gone 😔😔 ALSO THE WAY LUKE COULDVE SAID MORE ABT JACKS TOOTH IF HE WANTED TO BUT KNEW JACK WOULD BEAT HIS ASS IF HE DID AND PROB TOLD HIM NOT TO SAY ANYTHING ABT IT IS JS SO FUNNY TO ME!! jack literally reminds me of a pirate with taht crusty ass heard 🏴☠️🏴☠️🏴☠️
#jack hughes#jack hughes x reader#jack hughes x y/n#jack hughes blurb#nhl#new jersey devils#isa’s works
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dc x dp snippet? idea? not too sure....
Essentially amity park is a front. The whole town was designed to recruit member for an evil group. The end game to destroy the justice league. My brain took the idea and ran with it. I may continue this. I may not.
Amity Park had always been a strange place. For as log as anyone could remember. A gimmick, a spooky town. It played its role perfectly. No one really looked into it. No one saw the mad scientist or weapons facility as odd. Who would ever think to investigate a tourist trap. The showier they were the more believable. The Fenton’s were assets at keeping tourist gullible, their driving, and obsession sold the show. Keeping the tourist distracted and money coming in. Who would notice the laser watches, they just looked normal. Any ghost attack was just a show. Any damage done and its fixed the next day as if It was planned. The town had was obviously committed to there “haunted” town.
Ghost hunters in amity just made sense. Walking around with weapons was a normal and not suspicious. Locals didn’t care and anyone else thought it was part of the gig. The bigger the dramatics the more they could get away with. With all the chaos and attacks the tourist would be distracted.
It let them track anyone who came into town. They would check in visitors with the guise of making sure they stayed in the living world. Waivers had to be signed or there was no entry permitted.
No one to see how all the kids were more observant, no one to see the the gym coach or classes, no one to see the experiments, and no one to notice the secret town meetings while the children slumbered.
The meetings discussing the children and how they’ve advanced. Who needed to be terminated, who was improving and who would soon be integrated into the loop. Every year they discussed the first-year students. It was there last chance to become incorporated or “move” after high school. They couldn’t risk any of them leaving the town unless they were in the loop.
After all of if the kids thought their schooling was normal, they’d never question it. The president challenge was harder then most. Why would an average school require flips off the bars or the ability to scale a rope to the roof if a building. The last two years of high school centered around obstacle courses, agility and parkour in gym.
An amity child leaving without being in the fold could be catastrophic. It would only take one to alert authorities for a slight inconvenience. Authorities could be paid to look the other way or easily put down. A hero however would be a headache to deal with. This town was the center of there recruiting. It was do or die.
Now the organization will admit the ghost were a welcomed surprise. A front row sear to watch the progress the kids had. They expected the jocks or even geeks to manage it the best. The seniors to take arms and manage the threat at the very least. The oddball trio was not what they had wanted or expected.
Those three were the problem students after-all. One so into technology it would be hard to keep him in line. The network was heavily blocked a monitored but using him was an issue. He had nearly bi-passed there security on accident. Imagine if he knew what was going on. Then the goth, the activist. She was too much an individual, free thought and radical views. They’d have to break her spirit. Then there was Danny Fenton.
He had promise in the beginning. Well rounded. Wasn’t so caught up in improving others as his sister. Held good grades through elementary and through middle school and was the golden candidate until the previous summer. No longer set to focus on study’s but off with his friends.
As Sam had grown falling away from their potential, she dragged Danny and Tucker with her. Both now had more individual thoughts and opinions straying from his parents. His grades had dropped even before the ghost. Just to A- or so. Attempts to steer them away from her only brought them closer.
If they couldn’t get sam in line they’d have to cut there loses. They’d lose a good potential hacker, the masons would need a new heir someone they could actually mold to gain more funds and business, and they’d lose a potential leader or scientist.
Cutting just Sam would have led to problems. They had tried. Sam was abruptly moved for a week to see what would happen. The guise a business trip. Danny and tucker given no notice. The two took matters in their hands and hunted for her. They nearly discovered the truth of the town. Only once the Fentons explained she was on a trip did they calm down. The trio were deemed lost causes. They were set to bet terminated.
Two weeks before the plan was set to eliminate them the ghost appeared, and it was them who took charge. Now the ghost was always planned, the Fenton’s had been close to opening the portal. So close to new weapons and infinite power supply. Nothing they had done activated the portal. But the problem trio when left alone somehow got it working. The power from the portal shorted the cameras in the lab and they were unable to see how.
Sam and tucker were out on the field. They were learning at a rapid pace. With them constantly fighting and winning. The three were considered candidates again. They’d still have to break the girl, it was worth the effort now. Add the fact they had a viable solution now.
The newest hero of amity park. Phantom.
Phantom himself would simple a ghost to take care of. Allowing the Fenton to play around for now. What fun was a hunt to them if they couldn’t play with there prey. Once it was time to rid themselves of the pest the Fenton’s could truly hunt.
For now, phantom was getting Sam and Tucker more suited for future missions. He could keep “his” team for now. Danny was obviously the one with the plan. He was never with them but had to be the main contact with phantom. Whenever Danny was around phantom would show to clear his messes.
The surprise reunion with Vlad confirmed their suspicion. Not to mention the Youngblood incident. Danny led his schoolmates to board the ship and free their parents. Only once the ghost shield was down did he go and contact phantom to come handle the rest.
An accident would be in order. It was only a matter of time until the trio grew stagnant and needed more focused teaching. The masons were still an asset they just would not be allowed to be a caretaker again. Jeremy and Pamela mason still were the main source of income. The two were good the schmoozing. Sam would just have to manage field work with her business persona as her “grandmother” had. The Fenton’s were non-negotiable and a necessity to the group. If the need arises, they be allowed to raise another.
The foleys would work. They were good caretakers but served no other purpose to the group. Framing phantom for there deaths should be enough to ignite a need for revenge and break the group apart. Introduce a new fourth to them after the shock wore off.
Valerie had grown as well. She would be brought into the loop soon. The red huntress would be an asset. Her original purpose no longer mattered. Valerie would be easy to recruit. All it seemed to take was some money and a reason to dislike a group. All it took for her to despise ghost was her father losing his job, one of the groups smartest moves yet.
Good thing that reason was already in motion. The anti-ecto acts were set to be announced tomorrow. The justice league would publicly denounce the acts within an hour. They had no reason to condemn an entire species that had shown no sign of aggression. Most ghost weren’t even visible to the public.
With Amitys gimmick who would believe the reports of supposed ghost destruction. Viral videos of it just to be explained through special effects. Keep the rest of the world believing the gimmick and the young in amity only seeing the disbelief.
The justice league would be the key to their own demise. Events have been ruined, the children had been infected by the ghost flu, Sam had been kidnapped by a ghost, and the constant attacks on the school. This was the wedge they needed to keep them in line. To bring them into the fold. The towns caretakers would make sure any opinions of the hero’s would be bad. The only mentions of the hero’s permitted of the hero’s online would be failures and misunderstandings.
Citizens of the infinite realm and ghost were two very different species. Not that the children would ever be allowed to know.
Soon the justice league would fall.
#danny fenton#danny phantom#dc x dp#dp x dc#dp dc crossover#dp x dc crossover#justice league#if anyone likes this idea take it an run with it#the presidential challenge in micro management made my brain think#it went hard#but like the town is odd#I’m pretty sure the only time cops are in the show is when freak show is happening#the last episode doesn’t count. cause it didn’t happen#the high schoolers are fit#like they had to do a flip off the rope or bar (my mind blanks)#sam’s grandmother is amazing#granny who can fight#i don’t have a name for the group#i blame my sleep pills and a root canal for this actually being written#y’all take care of your teeth today#it’s mentally taxing but worth it if you can do it#the Giw are meant to make the problem look like it’s being taken seriously#there is a reason they are bad at there job#no one can tell me Maddie mrs black belt isn’t purposefully not capturing phantom#Im thinking all the kids could be kidnapped. add to the drama#idk maybe some are hero’s kids#the trio won’t stand for it#Valerie won’t stand for it#she deserves to be redeemed#she could of had such a better arc after the Danni incident
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In the first season of MCSM, Lukas has had a place with the Ocelots for a long time. He knows they have rude tendencies that he doesn't agree with, but they really are his only friends. He's only "friendly" with other people. He admires people like Petra and Gabriel, who, to him, seem strong, capable, and liked by everyone despite not trying to get people to like them. (Bro doesn't know he fits that description.) At first, he's kind of scared of the change. Changing groups, changing teams. He doesn't mind helping Jesse, Olivia, and Axel, but the three have very clear opinions on him.
Jesse is very friendly and seems to welcome Lukas in easily. Olivia is wary, but she's willing to let Lukas prove he's not like his friends. Axel, though, feels threatened by Lukas' presence, and he makes that very clear. To Axel, Lukas is the same as the other oceleots. He sees Lukas' genuine kindness as a facade, a way to make fun of Jesse, Olivia, and Axel, and to probably eventually betray them. (By this point, I'm assuming the Ocelots and Jesse group have known each other for a while, and the Ocelots have always bullied them because of how familiar they seem with each other.) Lukas knows his friends aren't the best, so he tries to be lenient with Axel, and show him that he's not trying to bully or trick them. But Axel doesn't want to accept that Lukas can be good.
When people - or people's friends - have been beating down on you for a while, it's tough to trust them. Lukas feels like he's failed at trying to be friends with Jesse group, so he tries to leave. I think that maybe it was around here he was thinking about if he'd been too complacent with his friends. Letting them bully people. Not really thinking for himself or sticking up for anyone, really. And he feels ashamed, and angry at himself, and Axel. (Lukas is only 18, i think, so he's still a teenager. His decison making brain part is nottt done yet guys.)
He has trouble sleeping that night because of it, also because there's a command block wither flying around somewhere wrecking the world, and Petra is left back at the convention (?) With it. Lukas seems like the type of guy to blame himself for Petra being left behind. I think he was probably thinking to himself the whole time that if he was strong enough, Petra would be safe. That it was his fault she was in danger. He probably doubted his abilities a lot too, thinking things like, "If Petra was here she would've helped Jesse solve this faster," "If Petra was here she could've easily found a different route," basically just him thinking Petra is more useful.
If you look at it from Lukas point of view, the whole journey seems very easy to Jesse. Jesse picks up fighting easily despite not having much training or experience. Jesse brings the Order of the Stone together. (I think the conflict over Lukas holding the Order of the Stone tracker was partially due to Lukas being jealous of Jesse, feeling useless and wanting to help. Even if he's jealous, Lukas had grown to admire Jesse and wants them to trust him.) Jesse seems to be the designated leader. With the Ocelots, it might’ve appeared to people that Lukas was the leader, but that was not true at all. It seems like Lukas had mostly always been a pushover, and him standing up for people and himself was something new.
At the beginning of the game, when Lukas wishes the Jesse trio luck, the Ocelots look extremely annoyed with him. (Especially bitchass Aiden he needs to trim those eyebrows.) Lukas arc in the first season seems to be him finding himself and gaining confidence similar to the Jesse group's overall arc because the Ocelots have been stamping all over him and pressuring him into going along with things.
But why?
Why does Lukas let them do those things?
He hates conflict.
He hates making people angry. Even if Jesse takes the route that makes his life a living hell , the worst he does is stomp off angrily and immediately forgive jesse in season 2. He's way too forgiving, and that's why it takes so long for him to go against Aiden, who is the actual leader of the Ocelots.
While Lukas is a pushover, Gill is much worse. He easily lets Aiden take control of the situation and is afraid of him. Aiden seems prone to lashing out when people don't act like how he wants them to, very likely verbally attacking Lukas and Gill when they "step out of line." It doesn't seem like he has gotten physical yet, but Gill was likely afraid of that even possibly happening, so he just let Aiden push him around.
When Aiden betrays Lukas, it would be wrong to say that Lukas didn't see it coming. Selfishly, in his opinion, he wanted to give him just one more chance. One more chance to show that he could change. But then, Aiden forms the Blaze Rods. They ditch him. After they've been friends for so long, Lukas is clueless about what he wants to do. He's angry, frustrated, and cries. For a while, he's aimless, unsure of what to do. His old "friends" are gone, so he doesn't have them to go back to. But Jesse, Olivia, and Axel are there. He considers going to Beacontown, saying hi. But what then?
It's not like he's part of their group.
They're heroes. He doesn't belong with them.
With all this free time on his hands, he decides to write. He has no one to talk to, so where else will he put what he thinks? Lukas had been putting off interacting with Jesse in a non small talk way until he rescued Jesse from the giant ass statue thing. He was too afraid to hear the possibility that Jesse might not want to be friends with him. He hates being alone for so long (Radar is there too but he probably feels mostly isolated) But, in season 2, Jesse welcomes him back, and Lukas finally earns a place somewhere, a place he made on his own.
(Sorry guys I really needed to talk about this somewhere)
#mcsm#minecraftstorymode#mcsm lukas#lukas mcsm#minecraft story mode#mcsm jesse#jesse mcsm#olivia mcsm#mcsm olivia#mcsm order of the stone#order of the stone#axel mcsm#mcsm axel#mcsm gill#mcsm aiden#aiden mcsm#petra mcsm#mcsm petra#radar mcsm#mcsm radar
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12, 14, 16, and 22 for Snape asks please
I am most interested in your view of Lily as a character. To me, she never really seemed to live up to the hype I see? Like, I get the point that she's supposed to be Harry's mother and is supposed to be seen as the one who can't do any harm because of the sacrifice and all that. But I don't know whether JK purposely or intentionally put, like, the worst flashbacks to portray her as angelic(?). If I remember correctly, she wasn't even talked about as much as James by Remus or Sirius, they had to add things about her in the movies.
I can't ever see Lily as a good friend to Severus. To others, maybe, but I feel like it was different with Severus. More like a complicated one that was give-and-take, including Severus. Severus, an abused poor boy from Cokeworth, who knew about the wizarding world and Lily, a girl brought up in a happy family, who knew nothing about the wizarding world. Severus was able to get a friend while Lily gained knowledge of the wizarding world. But the one thing that cements this view of mine is the line where it says that Lily looks as if she was about to smile when Severus was being flipped over. Plus, I don't care if anyone says that she tried to defend him, but girl couldn't even use her wand or take points off as Prefect?? Girl was literally making a show, or whatever you want to call it.
Sorry about the rant, but I'm all for a good friend Lily in fics but when people say she was like that in canon? Maybe at times, but not when it mattered. I'd love to hear your opinion though.
thank you for the ask, @be-at-peace05!
[snape ask game here]
12. if you had to choose a golden trio era student to be snape's friend, who would it be and why?
while i don’t subscribe to the idea that he’s his godson, snape’s affection for draco malfoy does seem to be completely sincere. malfoy is also possessed of the sort of intellectual curiosity which snape obviously values (for example, how he figures out how to repair the vanishing cabinet - it’s genuinely impressive, and the fact that this is what he might be doing is certainly something which doesn’t occur to anyone in the order) and, while there’s no doubt that snape probably has as little interest in hearing him whine about everything as lucius does, i can see them having some genuinely fulfilling chats about potions. after all, malfoy gets an outstanding at owl, he must be good at the subject and he does seem to be interested in it.
14. what do you think is snape's favourite potion to prepare?
veritaserum. you just know he was chuckling to himself the whole time he was whipping that fake batch up for umbridge.
16. were you ever a snater? how and when did you become a snover?
i’m also extremely theatrical and fond of chemistry, so snape was always my boy.
i’m also capable of understanding the genre conventions which govern children’s literature and which require him to act as he does, so even when he was being a cock to various children we were chill.
22. do you think that lily was a good friend to snape?
well… this is the big one.
and the answer is no - but.
i always think it’s worth, before discussing lily, doing some quick acknowledgement of her narrative role in the story, which is a major contributing factor to why she feels a bit of a flop in person compared to the way she’s built up by other characters.
lily’s characterisation in canon is primarily hamstrung by two things. the first, as you note, is that her sacrificial role within the story requires a certain degree of perfection - not least because the harry potter series borrows heavily from the genre conventions of christian literature. lily is the analogy for the virgin mary - as we see when her purity of spirit succeeds in inflicting the first defeat on the satan-coded voldemort which will then be fulfilled by harry-as-the-resurrected-christ in the final stages of deathly hallows. obviously, a marian symbol is denied the complexity of other women - and that’s without even getting into the fact that the series has an extremely limited view of what ‘good’ motherhood is.
the second issue is that the text needs to keep lily’s centrality to the mystery hidden for as long as possible, not least because it needs to obscure snape’s true loyalties - and the role lily played in triggering them - until the very end of the seven-book series. this is the reason why sirius and lupin only speak about her once (after harry sees snape’s worst memory - and, even then, they’re mostly talking about james) and why harry’s self-conception is rooted entirely in his father - or in characters like sirius who are stand-ins for james - until half-blood prince, when the narrative begins to suggest that his mother is much more important than harry has previously given her credit for.
[the best way to illustrate this is to note that harry doesn’t give a shit in order of the phoenix that snape calls his mother a mudblood. his primary concern is that his father was a bully and that sirius aided and abetted him - when he thinks about lily, his concern is only that she doesn’t seem to like james, and his worry that his father forced her into a relationship. he doesn’t raise the fact that snape called lily a mudblood with sirius and lupin, and he doesn’t mention it to anyone else. but he cares - viscerally - about the slur at the end of half-blood prince, once the narrative is explicitly trying to convince the reader that snape is an unambiguous villain.]
these narrative necessities are a heavy burden for the canonical lily - and so i think she deserves some grace when it comes to how we analyse her behaviour in the snapshots of her as a real person we get in canon.
because of course she’s not perfect. why should she be? teenage girls are allowed to be less than flawless people - even towards their best friends.
[as an aside here, i think we have to be very careful - in our reading and our writing - not to replicate the contempt that jkr has for women who don’t fit her narrow view of ideal female behaviour. jkr loathes bitchy, girly, flighty, butch, rude, vapid, ugly women - just look at anything she’s ever said about pansy parkinson - and she tends to write her heroines - ginny and hermione chief among them - as that perfect not-like-other-girls storm of exactly pretty and clever and popular and brave enough to be worthy, but not so pretty as to be vain or clever as to be haughty or popular as to be slutty or brave as to be villainous. lily gets this treatment - and i think this drives the tendency of readers who dislike the way she behaves in canon to be hyper-critical of her characterisation. but the issue with this is that it’s also confining ‘good’ women to narrow boxes - while, all too often, allowing male characters a complexity their female counterparts are not permitted.]
which is to say: no, lily isn’t a good friend to snape. but he’s not a good friend to her either.
the issue that the two of them have is that they each relate to the other as though the other is the version of them that they’ve constructed in their head. they never take each other as they actually are.
it’s clear in canon that lily never moves beyond seeing snape as the child - devoted only to her - whose role was to teach her about the wonderful world of magic, and who acted primarily as a tool of her own self-actualisation. this is the reason why she can’t understand why snape is so concerned about fitting in at hogwarts - above all, why he wants to be friends with mulciber and avery - or why she never realises that he wants to be reassured of her affection for him versus the marauders, or why she doesn’t take what happens to him at the marauders’ hands seriously until she is made a part of it by james, or why she doesn’t understand snape’s relationship to his own social class and its role within slytherin. she simply doesn’t conceive of him as someone who exists for himself or who has a life of his own - he exists for her.
and snape thinks the same - he sees himself as the person who gave lily the wizarding world and, therefore, as the person who gets to dictate how she understands it. this is the reason why he can’t understand why she pushes back on his defence of mulciber’s use of dark magic (since he - in a very voldemort-ish move - clearly thinks that applying boundaries to what magic can and should be studied is gatekeeping), or why she doesn’t agree with him that the death eaters will help him, or why she’s upset when he’s rude to petunia, or why she leans into the performance of class expected from muggleborns (sucking up to slughorn, taking her pureblood husband’s name) in a time of increasing sectarian tension. she exists for him.
this assessment obviously makes them both sound incredibly cruel, but actually this is the way that childhood friendships often go. it’s very easy to see how the fact of being the only two magical children in cokeworth was validating for both snape and lily, and how this formed a tie between them which was very fierce but very brittle - which was never going to do anything other than shatter as they grew older, especially as they became aware of things like social structure, political affiliation, and sexual desire. it’s cruel of lily to laugh at snape’s poverty - absolutely - but it’s also the way that lots of teenagers who haven’t entirely grappled with their own relationship to society behave, and it’s also true that acting up in front of a boy you fancy is a time-honoured tradition which can also cause you to be quite cruel. lily isn’t nice by any means when snape is being attacked by james and sirius, but she doesn’t have to be. she just has to be human.
there are two final points which i think it’s worth being aware of:
the first is that snape evidently stands out as one of the few visibly working-class students in the castle [so much so that i have a meta in my drafts about whether or not hogwarts is a selective school] and the fact that he is obviously targeted for his poverty is cruel, and i understand why it makes many fans want to defend him - particularly given the fandom’s fondness for glorifying aristocracy and wealth.
but lily is also an other in wizarding society. i think it’s often not taken as seriously as it should be by snape fans just how terrified she must have been for her own safety, particularly from the later 1970s onwards, when all the evidence of canon is that voldemort is about to win. the wizarding world is set up to exclude her just as much as it is snape, and while we can and should be critical how her response to his poverty is unfair, we have to do the same for his outright refusal to acknowledge that she is subjected to discrimination on the basis of her blood status.
the second is that we don’t actually know if lily was a prefect - she was head girl, but james managed to become head boy without having been one. the person we do know was a prefect was remus lupin. if we’re criticising anyone for failing to intervene, it should be him.
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Predictions for whatever the hell is going on with Yaz and Sammy in JWCT
Before it airs tmr on GODDAMN ROBLOX. I've never loved and hated that game so much XDDD
So it does seem like something's going on between them whether it's related to Yaz' PTSD, the fact that she's at college, or because Sammy now has integrated dinosaurs into their daily life (Which loops back to Yaz' PTSD) and it seems kinda weird to me that most of the theories that I've heard have been Yaz-centric, or with Yaz as the larger reason their growing apart.
Maybe not weird but definitely interesting.
1. Because honestly, I can see that if they ever were to break up (I swear to god I'm murdering someone if they do tho) it would be Yaz who ends up doing it. I just can't see Sammy willingly ending things.
2. Because that's somewhat of the problem. Like, JWCC gave Sammy the bare minimum of character and plot development, most of it happening in season 1-2 with her whole "I'm a spy" deal. After that, she sort of just...stays the same. She doesn't have the same amount of development as Ben or Yaz or even Kenji. She's the most consistent character in the series and I'm not sure if that was done on purpose - like, the writers saying "ok, we have 5 really good or decent character arcs, let's have this one stay the same so there's diversity in not having change" - or they just didn't have time to really develop her character outside of the "Looks like a cinnimonroll but could actually kill you"
So something I'd like to see is Sammy having a bit more of a voice than she did in JWCC and I think the writers knew that was a problem and seem to have made her part of the main trio (Darius, Ben, and Sammy) for JWCT.
I made a previous post about the *tension* everyone seemed to get in the most recent clip > https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8HQffL_R1F4
in which Ben and Sammy go to visit Yaz at her university.
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE that they're diving more into Yaz' PTSD that we get a glimpse of in Seasons 4-5 of CC. She seems like she's doing better and actually trying to help out others who struggled with the same things that she did which is cool.
And then we have this scene =>
And it's cute and Sammy and Ben look fine af and there are so many amazing things about this clip but like...
Sammy's not coming to Yaz' defense, like, at all.
Like, Yaz' thing isn't working and I feel like CC Sammy would have said something like "That's a really cool view!" or "Coool...?" or even like "That's...awesome Yaz!" in her wtf-is-this-but-ima-be-positive-anyway and maybe it's the writers doing what I mentioned before and giving Sammy a deeper personality and the change in demeanor is small enough that it might just be me overspeculating, but there's tension there.
And pair that with the fact that Ben says "Get in-between two girlfriends?" Like, are they arguing?! Sammy's trying to get him to choose sides? Am I getting that right?
*Cough* I mean, though, Ben would probably choose Yaz ngl, they besties. No hate on Sammy but *Cough*
Sorry, what was I saying 😅
And the line right before that when Sammy says "Ben, help me out here!" Makes me think that Sammy has been trying to get Yaz to stop obsessing over this hologram thing for a while, and maybe the only reason they came to the university was to get her to stop her research and come with them since I'm assuming this is maybe when Darius is picking up the rest of the gang. Again, I could be wrong, but that's personally what I think.
Speaking of the picking up of the campers, I love how most of us collectively agreed that the order was Sammy Kenji Yaz. That was just funny to me :)
Anyway, does that mean Yaz is just living at the University doing her hologram shit and Sammy has been trying to convince her to just come home? Cause that would be so incredibly sweet and terribly sad at the same time, like, c'mon :(((
And now there's dinosaurs chasing them again and everyone thinks Brooklyn is dead and now it's not a matter of "I miss you" but "It's not safe anymore"?
God, this show has so much potential how tf am I so invested in animated characters.
This post ended up being way longer than I anticipated so Ima end it here <333
Toodles!
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WIP Wednesday
Thank you @daggerbean for the tag! And welcome back, consider yourself tagged back if you have something else! <3
Another slow week, a last-minute project took me away... Next I'll have something more, hopefully.
Some Cullavellan, it's been a while.
Cullen tried again at challenging her to a drinking game. She was raised Dalish with home-brewed spirits and can't be beaten, just brought to sing.
Whale AU shenanigans, the original one: bed-ridden raccoons are a delight to have around when you're writing the essay of your life, absolutely. (traditional from my sketchbook!)
Some writing under the cut, I'm slow these days but I'm working on some silly thing.
Tagging: @salsedinepicta @ndostairlyrium @dungeons-and-dragon-age @melisusthewee @dreadfutures @pinayelf @whimsyswastry @sapphireangelbunny @flotttemotte @underneathestars
It was all going well, and she was chatting with Josephine and her sister Yvette about Antiva and vernissages, when the weird dish appeared.
A waiter stopped by the trio, perfectly still with a silver tray balanced on his gloved hand. He cleared his throat, once and twice, and when Aisling finally turned and asked him with a smile what she could do for him, the waiter lowered the tray with grace.
And presented her with a small china bowl, richly decorated in blue hunting scenes with gold details… Full of salad.
Aisling took the bowl with one end, the offered tiny fork with the other and thanked the waiter. She didn’t miss how both Montilyet sisters gasped, ad viewing the content of the bowl. Josephine with worry, Yvette with excitement.
Aisling looked at them and found the same emotions on their faces.
She had no idea about why such a gesture could elicit such a reaction from them. Looking down at the content of the bowl, it was just filled with arugula leaves, so freshly green they must have been just picked, and neatly washed before being served.
It was a little weird that there seemed to be no other ingredient to the dish, and no dressing whatsoever, but it also was true that Aisling wasn’t the best judge over how Orlais preferred to serve its rocket salad.
It was definitely weird how the whole of the west side of the upper corridor in the ballroom had stopped to look at her. Which explained why Josephine wasn’t telling anything about how she should behave right now, with a bowl of arugula in her hand.
She looked around, felt the expectation radiating in waves and directing at her.
Months ago, she would have been spooked by all the eyes on her.
Months ago, she hadn’t been the Inquisitor for months.
Without any clue about what the Game expected her to do with some salad, she just shrugged and did what it felt a good logical solution.
She dipped the tiny fork in the leaves, picked up a dainty little morsel -little and graceful, just as Josie had taught her- and brought it to her lips, taking a mouthful.
Other people gasped, Aisling just chewed. Spitting now was not an option, she could see it too.
Beside, she quite liked arugula, the bitterness mildened by the spiciness.
It wasn’t the best, unseasoned and alone, and this one came clearly from a greenhouse, for in the wild it would have been too soon, but it was fresh enough and tasty.
And under the scrutiny of half the ballroom, not knowing why exactly everyone had stopped to look at her and now apparently also called their friends and their grandmothers, she ate it all to the last leaf.
“Well, that was refreshing.” She smiled at the crowd when she was finished. “Can I know who sent it? I would really like to thank them for the lovely treat.”
It was, apparently, a good thing to say: some ladies started to giggle, and she could glimpse both the Dowager and Madame De Fer smiling under their masks, brief flashes before they turned away.
Something good must have happened, but she still didn’t understand the start from the end.
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Do you think the way people talk and discuss Walt's "Classic Three" (Snow White, Cinderella and Aurora) is accurate or close to what happens in the movies? I mean, they are always referred as excessively passive, weak, only interested on their looks (vain? superficial?), useless, beauty being their only good quality... And I ask myself, when was the last time these people watched the movies? Snow White negotiated her stay in the house, Cinderella survived a life of pure abuse & orchestrated her own escape from the tower, and, while not very much is shown about Aurora, she was about to sacrifice her personal happiness for the kingdom's sake (something Philip didn't have in mind)that takes courage! They don't wield swords but they are much stronger that they appear, and while I get some of the critique, I hate the "strong only means kicking butt" idea, like, it's incomplete, and superficial, and it can be reductive & dangerous (for the girls, and for the boys too!)
I have talked about this before in many posts, and others have talked about this way better than me, so I'll try to break down my opinion in a quite short and concise way. And as usual, you probably won't be surprised to find me again, neutral on those topic.
On one side: people are unfairly criticizing and judging too harshly the "original trio" of Disney movies. This has been explained by many people on this website, so I won't expand on this too much, but indeed, there is a mixture of superficial viewing of these movies, of not-contextualizing them, of projecting modern-day values and expectations over nearly century old pieces, and of a general need to criticize and rant about everything (especially big corporations and the "classics" of culture - whenever something becomes a classic, a backlash awaits). Cinderella is a much more surprising and strong character than you'd expect. These movies do teach the idea that being strong doesn't mean simply kicking everybody and proving yourself to be a lone wolf (especially since there's a strong focus on friendship in those stories). The whole "the prince kissing Sleeping Beauty in her sleep is rape culture" is ridiculous ; especially since in the Disney version it was made to be a true love kiss, between people who were in love, and the whole context was the breaking of a curse ; AND the actual rapist-origins of the story are from a 16th century Italian fairytale nobody knew about until the Internet dug it up in the 2010s. Even today many people who invoke the rapist-story are unable to tell you who wrote it or where it comes from, because they just latch onto the idea "Oh yes there's a rape story." and that's it, no more research for them.
Heck, Sleeping Beauty is even surprising for its time AND for the Disney criteria by having elderly, non-attractive female leads who do more than the actual male hero and ultimately are the true focus of the tale - the fairy godmothers. Same things with Snow-White - to make the dwarfs the equal of the titular Snow-White, even more to focus more character development and screen time on them rather than the princess, and to give them unique characterisation and treat them as people rather than plot-props... This was BIG, this was not something usual, and this was a game-changer. Overall - I say the same thing for fantasy literature - a lot of the "new" or "modern" twists people expect from today's fictions are awaiting you in the past. Everybody complains about traditional fantasy not having POC main characters or not having strong female lead that is not sexualized - Earthsea had all those by the 60s and 70s, and it was just as influential on fantasy as Lord of the Rings or Elric.
However... Recognizing that a lot of the criticism is unfair and overblown, and that the backlash is ignorant and caricatural does NOT mean we should just blindly worship and naively accept those movies as untouchable, sacred relics that cannot be criticize. If there is a backlash, it means there is a reason for such criticism to arise in the first place, and we must identify why - to give back the problem in its proper proportions, and not in the exaggerated state we are offered today.
So... The other side - why is this Disney trio not fitting our modern world?
And the answer is very simple. They are heroines of 17th and 19th centuries tales, that were adapted for an early 20th century American mindset. They are bound to age or be unfit for the 21st century. Placing them back into context allows us to understand how great, good or groundbreaking they were in their time - but it does not mean they hold up to modern-day characters. Some elements of the Disney movies aged better than ever, some are still resonating today, and this is what gives them an "out-of-time" feeling. Yet... yet there is a reason why the "Disney princess" had to evolve and had to change herself to fit a new audience. Why did the characters of Rapunzel and Elsa of Disney had such huge success and were beloved by the masses? Because they were answering early 21st century needs, society and expectations, the same way the original trio did for their time.
A character like Aurora of Sleeping Beauty couldn't work today because she literaly is a paper-thin character that does nothing throughout the story and is truly more of a MacGuffin than anything. Oh yes she speaks, has a song, has feelings and emotions - and there is this very progressive idea of having Aurora be unhappy and traumatized by discovering her princess heritage, which aged very well! But the rest? She is a baby ; then she sings about being in love ; then she cries about not wanting to be a princess ; then she sleeps ; then she is married. The story is done and moved by the interesting characters about her, but not by her - Maleficent wants to destroy Aurora, Philip wants to save Aurora, the fairy godmothers wants to protect Aurora... I do not recall which feminist created this theory, but there is the test of the lamp. If you can replace a female character by a beautiful lamp, this is bad for you. And unfortunately Disney's Sleeping Beauty "succeeeds" at the test of the lamp, since Aurora's massively passive involvment in the story makes her a perfect fit. The king and queen create the most beautiful lamp you ever saw ; Maleficent angry curses the lamp to be destroyed ; the fairy godmothers are tasked with keeping the lamp safe ; later the prince discovers the lamp in the woods and wants to have it for his living room, so he plans to return later ; meanwhile the fairy godmothers return the lamp to their rightful owners the king and queen, while Maleficent captures the prince who returned in hope of taking the lamp ; etc etc... It does not change the story one bit.
Another, even more obvious example, of the "age" of those characters - Snow-White. Disney's Snow-White is the very embodiment of the "50s housewife" cliche, and thus was a perfect fit for this first-half-of-the-20th-century American society. In the Grimm story, the little girl enters the house, takes the food, goes to sleep, and upon meeting the dwarfs they make a bargain of chores in exchange of protection. In the Disney movie? She cleans the house all by herself, without asking anybody, just in hope it will please people. Which is a very "fairytale" move... But still is perceived badly as just the typical idea that "A good girl cleans up the house, that we ask her or not". The fact Snow-White also acts as a mother figure for the dwarfs despite being a teenage girl is... yeah it is questionable and there's a whole baggage of the girl existing as solely a future mother and a housekeeper-in-training. Let's not even talk of the infantilization of the dwarfs just because of their small size despite being clearly much older than her...
So yeah, I always take a neutral stance on things (except for a few stuff), and this is no exception. There is an unfair treatment of the original Disney princesses, definitively, and people are misreading the original movies... But when we take a critical look we also have to recognize that these characters were designed for a given society and a given time, and that now they made their time, we do not need them anymore and we can move on to other characters while fondly remembering them or taking inspiration from them. Erasing these characters would be stupid and absurd - but it is just as stupid and absurd to try to cling onto them constantly and to try to make them fit everywhere and anywhere (yes I am taking a jab at Disney and their perpetual recycling and their favoritism of remakes over new movies...).
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#disney movies#disney fairytales#disney princess#disney's snow white#snow white and the seven dwarfs#snow white#disney's sleeping beauty#aurora#disney's cinderella
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It's so interesting to look at the new page (2.0.3) as compared to chapters 14 and 15. We know that Alinua is trying not to level city blocks and to keep people safe, and Shrike sees her restraint as cowardice. It's like someone not acting in their full power offends her.
The positioning of the characters here versus in 1.15.9 and 1.15.12 (group shots, with 1.15.12 panel 3 being the closest line up of characters to Shrike's flaskback on 2.0.3, but very different stances) is very interesting. On 2.0.3, we've got edgy loner Falst (I saw a comment on the page how this reflects Shrike's view of ferin which was interesting), Erin looking like he would unironically do the haughty noble lady laugh (also those eyebrows what), many others have pointed out how different Alinua's stance here is- it's designed to reflect the "hanger-on" and "coward" that Shrike sees, just a scared elf, and big buff angry Tess, with the lightning scar, muscles, and serious face on display. In the sequence from 1.15.9 to 1.15.12, things are different. We see Alinua, Falst, and Tess making a plan, and deciding to throw subtlety out the window. Falst and Tess, while ready to fight to buy Alinua time, soften and smile when Erin appears. Alinua does not have the same panicked expression as Shrike remembers, instead quickly enacting the plan- we see on 1.15.10 that she's already started growing vines. Erin looks less smug and more serious. He isn't smiling, but instead cutting to the heart of the matter ("Are you done pretending this is about the law?").
Comparing more with 1.14.11-15, the sequence in which Shrike first interacts with Alinua and Falst. In 1.14.11, Alinua used the melon seeds to keep the hunters off Tess, even with Falst trying to convince her to leave, and seeing the apparent danger. Alinua looks a bit panicked between 1.14.12 and 1.14.14, but nothing like Shrike remembers. In these pages, the hunters notice the two, Falst gets shot with the arrow, and the two are almost arrested. The arrests get averted when Alinua (panels 8 and 10 on 1.14.14) goes all glowy green eyes and, using the melon seeds from earlier, makes a wall of plants, entangling some of the hunters (just barely missing Shrike) and allowing the trio to escape. First- very cool epic magic. Second, comparing 1.14.14 and 15 with page 13 makes it look like Shrike wasn't too far from Alinua. The plant wall barely missed her. All Shrike says to that is that "the elf" is a "heavier hitter than [she] expected."
And yet. Yet 2.0.3, Shrike calls Alinua a coward for seemingly not biting back while being chased. As the audience, know that, had Erin not intervened in ch. 15, Shrike would have seen more of Alinua's abilities. With the destruction of the prison, and Zuurith rebuilding with Vash's words in mind, Shrike's whole world and way of life has changed, leaving her with "a new victory to want," as Trusk puts it. If Shrike tries to fight Alinua on her own, to not let this new power walk away, then she will likely see just how much the area of Zuurith was holding Alinua back (people in buildings that could be hurt, rules restraining everything, no good dirt). Shrike's character is both fascinating and irritating all at once. She has seen the bad of Zuurith, been in the arena, and found a way to make a profit. As she says on 1.15.7, "My dream is to win. And I have. I played their game and now they let me do whatever I want." On 1.15.19, when Trusk asks why she isn't pursuing, she says that arresting a foreign dignitary isn't fun before admitting that the city makes her tired. Potentially, after the events of the past chapters, (a night in comic time), Shrike is trying to wrestle with her world being torn open. So she follows the person who broke it, with the line "and here I thought I knew what winning looked like."
I am very excited for this potential confrontation. I am also excited to see how Shrike handles her changing world view.
#this was supposed to be a simple “spot the difference” between 2.0.3 and the previous confrontations#and now I can't stop thinking about Shrike's motivations as a character#Is there any way for Shrike to get Alinua alone to fight? possibly. Will the Floof Squad allow it? probably not.#alinua aurora#aurora comic#comic aurora
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So I read Percy Jackson:Chalice of the Gods and…let me just get this out of the way: IT WAS FANTASTIC!
From the very first line of the book I was transported back in time to middle school where I walked the halls with my face buried in a PJO book. I missed Percy and his point of view so much that I literally started crying the moment his sarcastic inner monologue uttered its first words. This novel was like a fantasy to me with the return of the golden trio and following their wacky hijinks as they try to do quite possibly one of the hardest things in my opinion: Graduate high school and get into college.
This book is instantly a five star in my opinion, but there is an aspect of it that really caught my attention and made me think on a deeper level.
Rick Riordan has never once sugar coated the olympian gods or their ways. He has had to gloss over many details due to the fact that he was writing a middle grade series, but now that Percy and his audience is a little older he is now getting into the fact that the gods are very much morally f’ed up beings. Like I said, he never shied away from this fact with Luke Castellan waging a war against the gods for being so negligent with their children and Percy having to literally ask them to pay their child support as reward for literally saving the damn world.
But that is only the tip of the iceberg of things the olympians have done. Take the storyline of Chalice of the Gods for example: Ganymede, the cupbearer of the gods had his almighty goblet stolen and if he does not get it back before Zues notices he is dead. When you look at Ganymede, the first thing you think is that ‘Oh, he has such an easy job, just pouring drinks and he gets to be immortal on top of that. Who wouldn’t love that?’ And then you look at him closely and see that he literally has trauma and PTSD from when Zues abducted him and forced him to become the gods cupbearer. He spends his time in Zues’s shadow being in constant fear of him and being sneered at or ignored by other gods. No one cares about his opinion of whether he wants to be there or not because they think as long as he gets to be immortal, why wouldn’t he love it.
The main villain of the story, Geras (god of old age), even goes as far to blame Ganymede for becoming immortal as though it was his choice anyway. And lets be real for a second, when the options are either be my immortal servant forever or die, I don’t exactly blame him. Don’t even get me started on Hebe and her childish games. It just sounds like world class victim blaming to me. And Zues was just so slimy to me in the few scenes we saw him in this book. With his inflated sense of ego at a banquet that was supposed to be for his mother and the way he openly leers at Ganymede in front of his wife and other gods was just disgusting. But we all knew he was always a pig
The way the gods acted in this book had my skin crawling and the way they used Percy like he was nothing but their personal errand boy had my blood boiling. He was blamed for his own birth and made to make it up to the gods by getting recommendation letters just so he can get into college with his girlfriend, his father barely offered him any help besides using a sea nereid to outsource actually being a parent, and he was used and abused the whole time by these immortal scum without so much as a ‘sorry’ or ‘thank you’.
At this point Percy should be allowed to cuss all of them out and Rick Riordan is SICK for continually putting Percy through the wringer like this. In that same vein though, I love it and will be patiently waiting for the next installments of Percy trying to get into college.
#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#percy pjo#rick riordan#chalice of the gods#annabeth chase#grover underwood#pjo#pjo hoo toa#book review#books
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Can I request Monster trio, reacting to their s/o giving them a wedding invitation. (They are not the groom)
A/N: Hiyaaa, of Course you can, its been a while since I received requests anyways ✌🏻 Les go~!!
Here you go, Hope you like it~!!
Pictures are not mine, Credits to the owners
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Monster Trio reacting to their S/O giving them a wedding invitation (They're not the Groom) Headcanon
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Luffy
"Haaaaaa?!!!! Your Wedding Invitation?!!!!" He snapped
"Yes Luffy my Wedding Invitation, you sure have a unique reaction" you chuckled
"But Y/N!! you're my wifey!!!" He pouted
"No you silly, That's Only when we play House game" you playfully punched him
Luffy sighed but immediately congratulated you with his iconic smile
He externally Looked unbothered for the rest of the day
You'd say so because he's Luffy, these things aren't part of his interest
But you're wrong
Luffy is not that dumb to not acknowledge the romantic feelings he had for you
To him, It was just the matter of dealing with that feeling and how to express it to you.
He knew that he failed in doing it
Although Its rare to see Luffy engrossed in his thoughts
It happens only when its something very serious
But later when the night sets
He'd be stargazing alone on his favorite seat of all times, Sunny Go's head.
"Tell me Sunny...Why do I keep losing the people I love? Y/N is special to my heart...but it hurts that she's going away. She seems happy so I should cheer on her right? Shishishishi" he said to Sunny in a sad tone
Zoro
"Hmm? What's this?" He asked as you handed him the wedding invitation
"Its my wedding invitation card, you must attend Zoro" you said poking his arms
"Sure, Congrats btw" he simply said
His face remaind the way it was until you left
Then his faced darkened
During the whole time you were in a relationship, he always felt annoyed for some reason
But never actually learnt about why he feels that way
But realization hit him the moment you handed him the invitation card
And then he knew the reason for his annoyance
He was in love with you
He fell in Love with a girl for the first time in his life, and yet he stand no chance to have her
She's out of his reach
He simply sat later that night drinking his sorrow and anger away
"Never lost a battle before, but this time I did, I wasn't able to win your heart Y/N" He thought while looking at the wide dark sky.
Sanji
The color drained off his face once he looked at the invitation card extended infront of him
"W-What's that Y/N-chan?" He questioned
"You dummy that's obviously my wedding invitation, I'm inviting you to it~" you smiled happily
He remained silent for few seconds
And his expression changed 180°
He smiled at you just like the picture above ☝🏻
And congratulated you with a tight hug
But his heart was wenching in pain
It was burning with regret and jealousy
He knew that you were seeing someone for the last few months
But he never expected that you will take it seriously
Ending up with Marriage
Now someone else is going to take you away from him, but this time forever
However, he'll never tell you about his feelings
And will cheer up for you from afar
As long as you're happy, he'll support you
"Maybe that was for the better, she deserves someone better than me, I hope you live your happily ever after princess" he said, smoking as he viewed the ocean.
#one piece#one piece strawhats#one piece x reader#one piece scenarios#one piece imagine#one piece headcanons#sanji#sanji x reader#sanji imagine#sanji scenario#Luffy#luffy x reader#luffy imagines#luffy scenarios#Zoro#zoro x reader#zoro imagines#zoro scenarios
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I wanted to do one of these this year, as I've been really pleased with what I've written this year, especially in the back half.
For November and December I tried writing or working on my writing (outlining, editing) every day, and I was able to do so almost every day. I think it unclogged something, and I'll try to keep going with this in 2024.
This year I tried out a new fandom, FFXIV, it's been an interesting experience. I love what I've written and where it's taking me. I've had fun developing Meryta and getting to know her, it has taken a bit for her to let herself get known to me, and it's still a process! I'm enjoying having something new to dig into. I've also written a few shorts for Wayfarer IF, and my MCs do live rent free in my head - but for now they're mostly biding their time.
I'm looking forward to writing in 2024!
Overview
Fandoms: 2
Fics Published: 10
WIPs (actively working on): 3
WIPs/ideas (back burner): 5
I haven't tracked my words all year, so I can't properly tell. I've split up my in-progress fics as I tend to get ideas and jot down the gist or even write a little and then abandon. Some of them will never see the light, but some of them have more than 2000 words in them and I do want to finish them up.
For me, it's a constant balance of following the new idea or buckle down and finish something. I will work on this, I have things I want out in the world.
Fic List
Reprieve - FFXIV | E | Meryta x Emmanellain | 4206 words
I started this fic as a sweet kiss, and decided later to add the whole encounter and the morning after to the fic in November. I'm glad I did and it's been so fun exploring the sweetness between Meryta and Emmanellain.
Distance - FFXIV | M | Beatin x Gairhard, Meryta & Beatin | 1542 words
I have such a fondness for the DoH quests, and the ARR carpenter ones in particular. This is one of the favorite things I wrote this year, and one of the first.
Wayfarer short trio - View (G), Alone (G), Flirt (T) | 1474 words total
I wrote three short fics for @wayfarer-week, one for each of my MCs. They are all pre-game, and I'm very happy that I got these done, and the moments I choose.
Wrong - FFXIV | G | Meryta & Urianger | 691 words
I wanted to explore how Meryta felt about Urianger after the HW patches, and how this could lead to a beginning friendship
Under Familiar Stars - FFXIV | E | Meryta x Tansui | 2085 words
I so enjoyed Tansui when he showed in MSQ, and by mid Stormblood I had the idea of Meryta having a fling, so I wrote this. I really love how SB was both a homecoming and turning point in her maturity and confidence, and this fic does explore some of this - along with the smut ;). I'm really happy how this turned out.
The Perils of Ishgard Publishing | FFXIV | G | Meryta & Emmanellain | 428 words
A fun note on (fake) wol romance novel became this, and I really love how I was able to write off the cuff - and get to explore Meryta and Emmanellain's friendship after their fling.
Stress Relief | FFXIV | T | Calantha x Hien | 527 words
This was a gift for @galadae, and I'm so happy I got to write Cala and Hien. I love their relationship, and I'm so happy I got to write this, and that my writing has unwound itself enough to write a small gift fic.
Passing Through | FFXIV | E | Meryta x Tansui | 4518 words
By the time November rolled around I'd went off cliff on Meryta and Tansui's relationship, and this fic is my favorite of the year. I'm having so much fun exploring their dynamic, and writing some pretty fun smut. This one made me happy.
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this was the year of FFXIV writing, and it does feel different writing for this fandom than other's I've engaged with. I don't know if I can or will set words on it, but I do look forward to exploring more ffxiv writing and reading next year.
The past two months have been so fun to me, and I've been pouring more words out than the entire year. For next year, my goal is to feel more free, to keep writing what sparks interest, and especially not worry of fitting everything perfectly into a fixed timeline. Not worry about living up to other's or my own expectations or bar for "making this thought a fic", not worry about pairings or topics, and just have fun.
happy writing to us all in 2024!
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Really specific, but what's your favorite femslash Chiaki ship? I feel like she pairs well with pretty much everyone, it's really hard to pick a favorite for me because of it. DR3, despite my mixed feelings on it on a whole, did wonders for the Chiaki shipping community, since a big thing about that anime is the canon fact that "everyone in her class (and Hajime) adore Chiaki".
Maki!! Chiaki and Maki's UTDP/Summer Camp scenes are so incredibly endearing, and ever since I saw that it's been my favorite Chiaki ship by a longshot (and one of my favorite Maki ships). I generally enjoy shipping Chiaki with the I Am A Murder Tool Trio (Mukuro, Peko, and Maki), because I think it gels in fascinating ways with Chiaki as an AI who views herself as a springboard on which the other students can improve themselves, rather than a fully realized person. It's interesting to look at the contrast between being a tool For Helping Others vs being a tool For Doing Harm, and exploring the ways in which they coincide. Maki/Chiaki is the version of this that reads the most Human - playing video games, eating ice cream on the beach, having pointless arguments just because they can. Something about being two teenage girls with an overhanging inevitable tragedy really gets me about Harunami. It's one of my favorite parts of UTDP-verse, seeing all of these fun kids having their lives as teenagers, knowing that the looming overhang of horror is still somewhere, nebulously, on the horizon.
In terms of DR3!Chiaki: Chihiro. I know people tend to view them as family, which I understand for SDR2!Chiaki, because it's implied she views Chihiro as her father. But for DR3!Chiaki. I know the official explanation for Chiaki being the AI in SDR2 is that the whole class missed her, but there's something, to me, about Chihiro, who has found her hopeless first love with her upperclassmen shattered by the apocalypse which she must escape from, immortalizing the girl she loved as a figure built to love and save others. Something something to be loved is to leave an indelible legacy, the wife of a poet never dies, etc.
#harunami#fujinami#asks#anon#multiple#chiaki nanami#maki harukawa#chihiro fujisaki#sdr2#dr3#talk to the mod
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