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Phantom's Number 1 Fan Part 3
John Constantine calls a joint Justice League and Justice League Dark meeting.
It's not something he wants to do. He barely works with the LJD, but at least that lot understands his work and knows what to do and where to go.
The JL members always ask questions and forget proper manners when working with the paranormal- John isn't the most well-mannered bloke around, but even he knows to permanently say goodbye to ghosts so that they don't follow him home- and it's like trying to teach an intern while dodging bullets.
He prefers to avoid the whole origination, especially since Bruce's death; everyone has been walking on eggshells, and there is a sense of disorganization drenched in grief that John breaks into hives just thinking about, but this is big.
Bigger than he can handle it on his own or with just the JLD. Even if the whole group gives the bats not-so-stable glances as they filter in.
John notices that one of Batman's brats is missing- the smart one- but he has heard that the kid suffered some kind of psychotic break from his father's death. It's sad, really, mainly because John used to believe that the third Robin was the one with the good head on his shoulders.
What's worse is that the Third Robin up and ran off, having gone off the grid when he refused to accept Batman's death. The boy hadn't said anything besides, "The portraits told me!" after having a miniature breakdown in his home.
It didn't help that around this time, the boy teammates had all dropped like flies except for one. So yes, John knows it wasn't a big surprise that he lost it, but it was still sad to see. Kid is only seventeen.
He hopes they find him soon to give him the help he needs. John would offer a spell to try and find him, but he needs to learn about the kid better, which means his spell can only point in a general direction.
Nightwing looked downright ragged, but losing a father on the battlefield and a younger brother to his grief did a number on anyone.
John hates himself just a little for dragging the grieving family here. He does, but again, this is bigger than all of them. This is a matter of life and death- literally.
"Listen up. We have a bloody level ten on its way to Earth if it's not already here." His words cut through the muttering crowd, shutting everyone up. A level ten makes even the big, lousy Superman sweat. He snaps his fingers, allowing his magic to shift into the image of a King Phantom sitting on his throne- painted in the early 1200s and the picture that can be used to identify him.
The art style would have been almost modern if it wasn't for the unease that the painting could cause due to the glowing green from his majesty's portrait. They say the green was ectoplasm from the king himself- and that alone should warn others to not mess with him.
Everyone Justice League Dark member hissed through their teeth, sitting up straighter and a few even pale. John is once again grateful that they understand just how deep in shit they genuinely are.
"This is the Ghost King. He is not to be confused with a god or king of gods. He's something else entirely because he makes gods nervous. He is on his way here to kill whoever is dumb enough to threaten his pregnant fiancee, and I fear the rest of Earth will be collateral if we don't prepare-"
"That's Danny Phantom," A young voice cuts John off. He is surprised someone would talk over him in a level ten briefing. All eyes turn to Robin- er, the new Robin.
The kid is frowning at the image, his signature scowl already deeper than usual. He's also heard the new Robin was a spoiled boy who was not a team player.
"You know King Phantom?" John asks.
Robin nods. "Placeholder is obsessed with him. Half his room is covered with King Phantom's heroics."
"Do not call him that.," Nightwing hisses a second later. He frowned when Robin ignored him but returned to the room without further comment on the boy's cheek. "Danny Phantom is a low-level search and rescue hero. He pops up around the world but only sometimes interacts with people. Robin- Young Justice Robin- was obsessed with him."
The room gains an awkward weight as no one is willing to bring up the mentally unsound MIA teenager.
It's too bad for them. John has never cared about making anyone comfortable. "You said his room is covered in images of King Phantom?"
From the corner of his eyes, John catches sight of Zatanna's face. She's pale white, with a horrified expression as if though she was standing before the grim itself. Every other member of the Justice League Dark is in a similar state.
"Yes, he has a whole wall of posters and stuff." Nightwing conforms, and shit John knows who Phantom's after now.
The thing is, one just doesn't have pictures of King Phantom. No one knows why, but the Ghost King can not be documented. Not without having some kind of connection to the King.
Throughout history, the only ones who have ever had even one solid picture of the king- John's magic doesn't count cause he can't well hold the thing up forever- usually meant that the King would appear before them at one point.
There is also a myth if one could beat a member of the royal ghost family, then one wish is granted to them. If one can kill a royal ghost member, death can be overturned.
It's not true, obviously, for death is not easily beaten like that, but John knows that as an expert, would a mentally unwell teenager know the same?
It was also known that if the King appeared before you, something terrible would happen. The sighting of King Phantom often came as an omen and usually right before a terrible disaster.
In the last disaster, they lost Batman, and if King Phantom had shown up, where the Third Robin have spotted him? Where the Third Robin have thought the King could return the dead?
Not to mention the rumors!
King Phantom was hunting down a group of humans known as "The Bats." John hadn't put that much stock in that rumor simply because it could have been anyone- hell, when he looked up the bats seven different groups appeared, varying from boy bands to zoologists.
But if he placed the name "The Bats" next to the Third Robin's psychotic break, his obsession with King Phantom, and his intertwined fates...well, shit.
There is a slight chance that the Third Robin's fate could be intertwined with the Ghost King in a positive light, but John has learned to not be optimistic in his line of work.
"I think the Third Robin is gunning after the Ghost King's fiancee and unborn child in a misguided attempt to bring Batman back to life. He may have kicked started a war that humanity can not win," He announces. He hates to say. hates to even suggest it, but the needs of the many outweigh those of the few. "We have to find the Third Robin and attempt to stop him. If we can't reason with him, we must put him down."
Wonder Girl gasps a sob, pressing her hand against her mouth.
John hates himself a little more as she sobs; a few rushes to confront her, but no one is unaffected by the news.
"I'm ordering a hunt for the Third Robin," Wonderwoman speaks up to her steady leadership, returning everyone from their despair. "Every available hero will help. Do not use lethal force unless there is no other choice. We may be able to find him before King Phantom's armies arrive."
John just hopes they are not too late.
Meanwhile, across the plane of existence, unaware of the manhunt for his head, Tim Drake is trying to stare down a Yeti, attempting to put him in silk clothes that are just fabrics held together by strings.
"No."
"But-But- but you have such a flattering figure! You must flaunt it! The Great One will barely be able to contain himself if he sees you in this!"
"No. It looks like something you wear on a honeymoon to seduce your spouse. I'm not walking around in that."
"Well, you don't need to bewitch his majesty. You already have a child on the way." The Yeit mutters, considering the fabric in his claws with a frown. He is Frostbite's royal tailor and has been attempting to dress Tim for over an hour. Everything he's suggested so far looks like it came from those romantic fantasy games.
It's like they want to make him a sexy consort or something.
Tim's teeth grind against each other. He hates how often his role is reminded, how casually the yetis mention that Ra's expects a child from Tim.
He doesn't even know how that child will come to be, and it makes him sick. He's been bidding his time, waiting for his wounds to heal and to find a weakness in the frozen fortress, but so far, he is unsure how he will escape.
And Bruce is still out there, waiting for Tim to get him. He can't waste any more time here.
"How about this cloak?" The Yeti offers, holding up a dark metallic fabric that reminds TIm of his Robin cape. "If we are going for a more conservative look, something that screams power is just the way to make the masses wild!"
Ugh, he really needs to think of a plan soon.
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Hooked On A Feeling
Chapter Twenty Three - She-Devil
Daniel is a Formula One driver, but, more importantly, he was a single dad to a wonderful little girl. He wants her to be a normal little girl, to have a normal social life, so he sends her to daycare. That was where she met Milo, her future best friend.
Milo's mother was incredibly stressed. She worked so hard to provide a good life for her son. But then he makes a new friend, a friend who has a hot dad (ofc they fall in love)
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Warnings: light smut, oral (fem!receiving)
Just as he said he would, Daniel took care of everything. He got Milo moved to the same school as Olivia and took him out for any extra supplies he might have needed.
Ever since he promised to take care of everything, Milo and his Momma had stayed at his house. It stirred something inside of Daniel, a need to have them there permanently. It certainly would be easier than her stopping off at their house to feed the cat when she took Milo to and from school
(For those of you worried about the cat, don't be. She was able to roam the house ad much as she liked. She could sleep anywhere, was jumping on the kitchen table (were she wasn't allowed) and, every time she was hungry, she had someone come and fill her bowl up).
On Milo's first day at the school, they drove them in together. She sat in the passenger seat, Daniels hand resting on her thigh as he drover the four of them to the school. It was his music playing through the speakers for the duration of the drive.
"How you feeling, Milo?" She asked as she looked in the rear view mirror.
Milo shrugged and she couldn't help but sigh. At least this time he'd have Olivia there with him.
Leaving Milo at the school gates was maybe one of the hardest things she ever had to do. She kissed his head as she said goodbye, fussing over him until Daniel gently pulled her away.
"He's gonna be fine," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her temple.
Daniel drove her to work after that. Even if she hadn't expressed it, he knew just how nervous she was to go to work while Milo was at school. She was just expecting a phone call, a member of staff calling her to pick him up because he felt sick.
But she made it through the day without getting a phone call. There was a small part of her that was worried the school had called Daniel, taking Milo home without her knowledge.
Daniel picked her up from work. "I think we should get them McDonalds when we pick them up," said Daniel as she climbed into the passenger seat.
A grin split across her face. "You mean Milo stayed for the entire day?" She asked him.
Daniel nodded. "I didn't hear anything from the school."
They got the kids McDonalds before heading home (stopping to feed the cat on the way). As much as Daniel wanted to ask her to move in, he bit his tongue. He could wait just a little bit longer.
For the next week, Daniel took the kids to school while she took herself to work. When Daniel wasn't busy, he brought her some lunch, spending as much time with her as he could before his next Grand Prix.
A benefit of Daniels big house was the distance between the rooms. There was no way the kids could hear what was going on in their bedroom.
Daniel had her on the edge of the bed, on his knees in front of her with his face buried in her cunt. He had become an expert at using his tongue to bring wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her, until her body was convulsing and she was pushing him away with oversensitivity.
When she came so hard that her legs shook, Daniel crawled up her body and kissed her. He kissed down her neck and held her close until she was ready for him.
Sometimes it was a night long affair. Sometimes she lasted just three rounds, out of breath as Daniel ran the bath or started the shower for the two of them.
When Daniel went off to the Grand Prix on the Wednesday, Olivia went to stay with her mother. She didn't want to go, crossing her arms and pouting with furrowed brows as Daniel pulled up outside of her mothers house.
He'd given Y/N a key to the house, told her that she could stay while he was gone. She wanted to, she really kid, found comfort in the space that was his. But she couldn't didn't feel right about it. They weren't at that stage in their relationship.
So, she and Milo stayed in their house for the first time in a month.
Without Daniel there, she took Milo to school. She hadn't taken him to school since his first day, and she couldn't deny she was excited to again. Milo told his momma all about what he expected from the day ahead as she drove him.
"Danny normally stays in the car while Olivia and I get out," he said as his mother pulled into the car park.
"Oh?" His mother said as she pulled into a space. "Why, Milo?" She asked and killed the engine.
"Because we're cool," he answered and picked up his bag. He took a minute to look around the car park, spotted Olivia and climbed out of the car.
She had to sit and watch as he made his way over to his best friend. Her little munchkin was growing up. Olivia spotted her in the car and waved before she and Milo headed into the school. He finally looked happy.
But Olivia wasn't the only one that spotted her. She didn't see as Olivia's mother climbed out of her car and strode across the car park, fury written on her face. She muttered something under her breath and approached the car.
Part of Olivia's mother wanted to pull open the car door and yank Y/N out by her hair. But, instead, she knocked on the window.
Y/N rolled down the window, wearing as polite a smile as she could muster as she looked at Olivia's mother. "Hi, Kerry-Ann," she said to her, always remaining polite.
Kerry-Ann gave her as polite a smile as she began speaking. "I'm surprised to see you and your son here," she said and checked her sharp, talon-like nails. "I didn't think you'd be able to afford to send him somewhere like this."
She should have known this was coming. She looked down at her lap and back at Kerry-Ann. "Yeah, well, only the best for my son."
"Danny is paying for this, isn't he?" She asked suddenly. "He's paying for everything and you're just using him." Her tone was harsh, accusing, but she didn't bite. "You're fucking him for his money, aren't you?"
Y/N let out a dry laugh. "Come on now, Kerry-Ann. I'm not you."
"He doesn't love you!" She suddenly shouted. "He won't love you and he'll always put his career first. He did that to me and I'm the mother of his child."
Y/N sucked in a breath. Finally, she turned towards Kerry-Ann. "Get your hand off of my car, move away from my car and piss off," she said her voice low.
Surprisingly, Kerry-Ann did exactly as she said. She stepped away from the car, allowing Y/N to pull out of the parking space. "WHORE!" Kerry-Ann shouted at the top of her lungs.
Y/N drove away from the school. Her heart was beating so incredibly fast as she made her way to work. Even when she got to work, she couldn't concentrate, oh so angered by her interaction with Kerry-Ann.
Kerry-Ann hadn't said much to her. But the little things she had said had really gotten to her, riled her up to the point where she could barely work. Her co-workers noticed, but they didn't say anything, looking between each other as she completed far less work than she was supposed to.
Kerry-Ann was a bitch and she knew it. But she couldn't stop the doubt from creeping into her mind.
a/n: i'm so sorry this took so long but we're nearly done with this series (maybe four or five more chapters to go). I'm considering eventually doing a series of one shots about their future, raising the kids, them as teenagers and things like that
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did you ever did a part 2 to jjk dudes meeting their child who’s from the future?
⋆｡Part || of JJK MEN meeting their future kids｡⋆
Author's notes: I don't think I've posted it! Considering it kind of left my mind and the old draft is gone, but I did write everything I remember here. Also, it's like 3am and I wrote this crying, not proofread.
CW: Swearing, killing, cannibalism(?) like mention of eating people, children.
Pronouns used for the kids: She/her for Geto and It/its for Sukuna.
Part | (Warning, it's from 2021)
Geto
Starting off strong with Geto.
Definitely another girl. He's such a girl dad.
On a regularly scheduled day like always; it was wake up, talk with his connections, mingle with his family, check on Mimi and Nana, see whatever the hell the non-sorcerers wanted, get greeted by a little girl that wasn't supposed to be on the estate...
What the fuck.
How did she even get here? Why is she here?
Geto would stare at this child in confusion and look around, waiting for someone to claim her.
He has a soft spot for children. Sorcerers, of course. Non-sorcerers, debatable.
So, low and behold this little girl running up to him to clutch at his robes. Him trying to pry her off of him with her relieved cries of "Papa! Papa!" escaping her lips.
Papa?
Holds her by the shirt's scruff like a cat and squints, ready to scold her but pauses when he sees her face.
Because, holy shit, that's literally his twin. And suddenly every rare hookup played in his mind.
But no, she looked no older than 3. He hadn't been with anyone at that time, or ever yet. Not that far.
Drops everything for the next couple of days just to make sense of the situation, only telling his beloved family.
Mimi and Nana fawn over the idea of a little sister but are a bit restrictive if it's not a permanent thing.
The girl didn't speak much except for addressing Geto, the twins, oh and you.
You...?
You.
You.
You, who had just returned from your trip overseas to oversee some tasks involving curses.
You, who the little girl immediately ran to and called "Mama! Mama!"
You, who Geto stared wide-eyed at and surprised as you two tried to settle the fact nothing even happened between you.
Yet.
When that little girl eventually left to her own time, with everything still fresh and confusing, Geto eventually approached you.
Because, well, he wanted to see that little girl again.
After few dates, then a relationship, then marriage. Maybe.
Sukuna
Listen, he is NOT spreading those cursed genes of his pre-human/post-cursed-spirit.
Man hates love.
But, during the Heian period. When some stupid kid wandered into his life as if it always belonged there, maybe, maybe, there was something else in that space in his chest but hunger and his definition of love.
So, there it was. Whatever it was. Standing there with large eyes focused on him with a semblance of admiration and malice.
"What are you looking at, brat?"
"You."
The audacity of this thing. He killed it immediately.
And then it came back. So, he killed it again. And again. And... what the fuck.
This little shit was persistent.
His kid. He doesn't know how. But definitely his kid.
A worthy successor? Fuck no, he's not dying or leaving it as some birthright to a hindrance.
Learning of its origins was pretty interesting, to say the least.
"Not a human? I figured. A curse made from me, huh? Someone weak must hate me so much."
That meant a human parent. Or multiple human parents. Gross.
He wasn't getting into that.
The kid was though.
It often visited this village to... eat? Kill? Fight? Whatever makes it happy.
...
The hell do you mean it was visiting its human mother?
It had a mother? It had a mother that cursed him so much it resulted in a personalized cursed child?
He could see it stare longingly at that woman's village and before he could even kill her, his offspring said goodbye.
"I'll see you in the future, yeah?"
And then Sukuna was sealed.
He probably searched for his offspring in the Modern era.
Author's notes 2: Stopping with these two because it's been a while since I've posted seriously on this account, 2 years? Maybe I've gotten better, maybe not. This was the idea but with updated better minds. Maybe I'll do the others separately again, Yuji, Yuta, Megumi, Toge. Just did the adults first. Doing Choso and Higuruma definitely.
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Hello my fellow ghost, I have this idea that came to my mind while reading some crack sites, imagine a Creator! Reader irritated, did not sleep well, a lot of work any excuse and goes for a walk to clear his mind, then simply sticks on the little finger with some object.
He shouts: FOR THE NAME OF!!, I AM STAR TO SERIUSLY CONSIDERING ERASE (nation in which it is) OF THE MAP.
Along with another irrelevant insult, then how would they react if some acolyte is near or even better the archons of a certain nation. I don't know, I laughed for myself thinking about this and I do not know if you will also find it funny.
In any case if you do not feel free to ignore or if you want some idea to write the priv is available. Bird says goodbye
Hello, @pajarokujo ! Though I do not see the humor, I can get what you're going for! (Is this how Tighnari and Collei feel when Cyno cracks a joke?— /lh)
I'll just do the Archons for this since I think they'd have the best reactions LOL
Venti, Zhongli, Raiden Ei, Nahida, and Furina Reacting to Reader's Tantrum
You were a little furious. You hadn't mean what you said, but in the attempt to calm yourself down, you jabbed at one part of the map and screamed, "THIS NATION. I WANT IT DECIMATED. PERMANENTLY." forgetting completely that you were the Creator and your booming voice could be practically heard by everyone.
Yes...they're panicking.
(Warning: Might Be OOC & Written Before 4.1 Special Program!)
Venti
Wisp boy is now panicked wisp boy. He ain't gonna stop trying to find a solution to save Mondstadt from your wrath until he drops dead. Quite literally.
Man, this bard is going crazy—all of his ballads have a slight air of panic to it, since everyone practically heard your threat from beyond the heavens.
So when you practically run into Mondstadt to personally reassure everyone that you aren't going to decimate the nation, Venti immediately sees your presence as his doom. He tries to keep it cool, and it sort of works? (It doesn't)
"AHAHA, YOUR GRACE!~ COME JOIN THIS HUMBLE BARD TO SEE THE GREAT TREE OF VANESSA!" "Venti, I swear to you, I—" "YOUR GRACE, IT'S WORTH IT PLEASE—"
Yeah, he's not taking the news well. But at least he'll collapse from relief knowing Mondstadt wasn't in danger after you clear up your mistake so yeah 👍 Good job, Creator!
Zhongli
The moment he hears you say that, this man is both protective over his baby (his nation) and hella scared of what the heck you're going to do to erase the Geo Nation off of the map.
When you try to enter Liyue, you "coincidentally" bump into Zhongli who tries to distract and stall you from your "objective," while also try and figure out your motive.
"Your Grace, may you please accompany me to Jueyun Karst? I believe the view there might be well, and I am in need of finding Jueyun chilis." "Zhongli, I—" "Thank you, Your Grace. Please, accompany me."
He does his absolute best to prove to you that Liyue is not a nation worth decimating for. When he hears that it was all just a misunderstanding and that, no, you weren't planning on destroying Liyue at all, he sighs in relief and decides to treat you all to tea.
Even you know y'all need it.
Raiden Ei
Gurl's not having a good time. It's almost like pre-Inazuma Archon Quest all over again. Ei's doing her best to make sure that Inazuma is the most well-behaved nation and yeah, it's kind of a disaster
The moment you step foot into Inazuma, you immediately sent to Tenshukaku to talk to Raiden Ei. She's even got Yae Miko on board with this—they cannot afford to lose Inazuma.
"Your Grace, please listen." "Ei, please—" "Inazuma has diligently followed all your orders, and we will continue to do so if you bless our nation with the chance to continue to thrive." Ei is almost going back to a similar state of being "close to the heavenly principles," only except she's here in the present and not in her eternal meditation.
The moment you get her to hear you out and that, no, Inazuma's not going anywhere, she nearly deflates on the spot. But, as she's the Raiden Shogun, she tries her best to stay composed.
Nevertheless, she's forever relieved that Inazuma is still favored by you.
Nahida
Like the others, she panics. While she is heavily worried about her subjects, and how they're faring, she has to leave that to the Akademiya's Grand Sage while she tries her best to find the reason as to why you want to decimate Sumeru.
She's heavily in thought and the moment you barge into the Sanctuary of Surasthana, Nahida immediately panics, thinking this is the end—the time you tell her to step down and watch Sumeru fall. Nevertheless, she wants Sumeru to live, and she tries to put up a fight.
"Your Grace, please tell me—what is it that made you hate Sumeru?" "Nahida, please...." "We've done nothing wrong, as far as I am aware of. Is there something that was done that makes you think Sumeru betrayed you?" She's determined to not only stall, but get you to tell your (non-existent) reasoning as to why you want Sumeru destroyed.
She's probably the easiest archon that you will be able to tell them that it was not true, and when Nahida hears this, she is both relieved, overjoyed, and making a mental note of your temperament.
Yes, she's going to five you her research about how to deal with your mood. Have fun!~
Furina
Boy oh boy...if you thought Venti was dramatic, Furina goes FULL ON dramatic. The moment she hears this, it's almost like the prophecy all over again. She panics, and she immediately demands that the charges against criminals become more brutal, and that their theatrics and soap opera are to be only top-peak level. (Neuvillette's getting a headache dealing with her, you can tell—)
When you manage to get to Fontaine, you almost don't even recognize it. The citizens are so quiet when you arrived, and moving away from you respectively as Furina immediately rushes forward and whisks you away to the Opera Epiclese to entertain you.
"Furina, please listen—" "Don't you worry about a thing, Your Grace, for I, Focalors, shall show you how Fontaine will regain your approval through their justice, and through their opera!" "Furina—" "Please, Your Grace, rejoice in our spectacles, and enjoy the feast that is brought to your majesticness!"
We know all too well that Furina is a good actor. And this situation really proves how much she's hiding her panic, despite the fact that it's killing her. She's probably the most difficult, a little above Ei, archon that will hear you out about your accidental temperament.
When you somehow manage to get Furina to listen, she immediately deflates on the spot, before immediately putting back on her elegant posture. She asks Neuvillette to go back to normal charges, and she lowers the bar for the stories, allowing her subjects the breathing room that they're used to.
She treats you to Fontaine desserts, so win-win, yeah?
And we're done! I hope you guys enjoyed it lol—See you next time! :D
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deja vu (anemoia remix!)
pairing : choi soobin x reader! genre : fluff n crack cw/tw : use of caps + uneditted wc : i'll update later im too tired to rn !!
a quiet, peaceful walk was all that you had wanted.
on having recently discovered what you could only describe as the most gorgeous garden you'd seen in your life; it was obvious you would choose its fairytale like setting as the location.
what you had not expected at all though, was to find yourself entangled with a certain someone, who coincidentally, would be a perfect fit for the mystical events which would soon ensue in your so-far rather ordinary life.
you had been busy reading a notice which announced that the anemone flower display would be closed permanently until further information was given; when a shrill voice called out, "soobin?! he was right here- WHERE'D HE GO??"
that's a pretty name, you off-handedly thought to yourself. maybe someone lost a friend, a sibling.
"hey," a voice said suddenly, "you wouldn't have happened to see a rabbit - no i mean, a bunny - around would you?"
obviously, you hadn't. which is what you informed the person who had approached you, as well.
but barely had you politely waved him goodbye did you see a fluffy, white rabbit bound towards you and with a flash of light turn into a boy right in front of your eyes?!
a really, really tall boy, that is.
the innocent disappointment of the expression adorning his adorable features makes your heart physically feel like shattering.
"oh no. oh no oh no oh no-," the boy is looking at his hands, as if he's shocked he even has hands.
right that makes sense; "soobin...? weren't you a rabbit just a second ago-?"
he doesn't question how you know his name.
"i need you to help me hide. the 'timer' won't allow me to turn back to my animal form for some time." he runs his tongue over his lips, probably only a nervous habit, but you can't help licking your own when you notice the boy do so, "please."
you really don't have the heart to say no. but still, you attempt to break it to him, "i'm sure you have your reasons but.. i do not think that would be possible at all."
"what if uh- i tried hiding in plain sight?? i.. i could pretend i'm here with you?? that would throw beomgyu off my trail for some time at least, don't you think??"
"SOOBIN WHERE THE HELL DID YOU RUN OFF TO?!?" beomgyu's near. and soobin for whatever reason refuses to get caught but can also not turn back into a rabbit.
you always knew you were a sucker for pretty boys, but you didn't know to what extent you'd go for one.
well now you do!
it's as if some innate instinct takes over. you place both your hands on soobin's face doing your best to shield it from view, and place a little kiss on his forehead.
and your timing couldn't have been more perfect! you wait, with hushed breaths, only to hear beomgyu walk past the two of you without a single suspicious glance thrown your way!
when you finally move to meet soobin's eyes and apologize for the hasty decision (but it did work!!) you're left shocked. his extremely flustered face completely avoids your gaze as his pretty lips open and shut as if he's trying to say something but the words just aren't coming out.
"i'm so sorry about that it was all i could think of at the mmph-" a hand on your waist pulls you ever so slightly closer and he kisses you.
it's soft, fleeting. barely a featherlight touch of his lips against yours. but it leaves you reeling.
soobin pulls away almost as quickly as he initiated the kiss, eyes wide as saucers. before he can even begin to think of a proper sentence...
...a flash of light. that darned flash of light.
he's a bunny rabbit again.
obviously he's gone immediately. you wouldn't even have had a chance to catch him if you tried.
and as you walk back home that day, the only thought in your mind is him. and, did a were-rabbit (???) really kiss you on the lips?!
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also, why is there a dried anemone flower in your pocket..? hadn't the exhibit for those been closed?
notes : oh man oh god help me i think i started another series. thats what the 4th one so far? #lovethis + lowkey might leave this here tho and focus on roommate!sc plus the otome au + [m.list]
song rec : im predicting that it'll be deja vu the anemoia remix and my god will i be sad if the vibes of this dont match the vibes of the song :/
#order's up~! 📋⋆𐙚#ice creams.♡︎🍧#div : plutism + pics : njclouds#txt x reader#soobin x reader#soobin#choi soobin#soobin x y/n#txt soobin#choi soobin x reader#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios#kpop#tomorrow x together#tomorrow x together imagines#kpop x reader#txt#txt imagines#txt scenarios#txt angst#txt fluff#soobin angst#soobin fluff#soobin oneshot#soobin drabble#soobin imagines#soobin scenarios#soobin fanfic#txt fanfic
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hi angel!!!
sevika and vampire reader again because i can't get them out of my head <3333 can we get vampire reader turning sevika into a vampire and how their lives would be after her transition?
black reader pleaseee <3
yes yes yes let's do it! i'm going to include an idea mars, @sexysapphicshopowner gave me too! so be sure to check out their blog if u like the bucket list bits <3
same disclaimers as always with this series! i don't know much about vampire lore, so i'm just guessing and making shit up as it goes haha. also, i'm white, so i'll try my best to make this an obviously black reader, but if i mess anything up lmk!! i'll change it asap :)
man and minors dni
sevika's getting older.
a few grey hairs here, a few new wrinkles there, some new aches and pains she'd never had before-- it's an inevitable part of life. at least it is for most people.
but sevika's got you, now, and you've got an out for her-- a very permanent out, but an out nonetheless.
for a while now, she's been pressuring you to change her. about a month ago at work, she very narrowly dodged a fatal blow, and you started taking her demands seriously.
but-- there's a few things you want her to do before you guys go through with it.
you didn't get the chance to live out your final mortal desires before you were changed. you know just how depressing it can be to mourn being human, especially when you don't get to properly say goodbye. so, you've been helping sevika make a 'bucket list' of sorts-- all the things she wants to do one last time before she won't be able to do them anymore.
soaking in the sun, wearing silver jewelry, drinking a glass (or bottle) of whiskey-- stuff like that.
she's been steadily checking items off the list, and now you're down to the last few, and she wants to check 'em off all in one go.
she wants to eat a big, full meal-- steak and potatoes and a slice of chocolate cake on the side. then, she wants to feed you, one last time. and finally she wants to do what all humans are eventually bound to do: she wants to die.
that last one makes you nervous.
changing her requires that you drain her completely before you kiss her back to life. there's going to be a solid ten or so minutes where she's completely dead-- and she's apparently looking forward to it.
"i wanna know what it's like. see if i feel anything, see if i see anything." she says with a curious shrug.
it makes you nauseous to think about.
the entire reason you're doing this in the first place is so sevika never has to die. the idea of her body going still and cold beneath you, of her eyes glazing over and staring off into space, of her breaths ceasing, it hurts you to even fucking think about.
you're trying not to think about it at all.
"babe." sevika says to you over the table as you place her plate in front of her. you look down at her, smiling, and she reaches up to grab your hand. "this look fucking amazing." she says, not even looking at the plate. you snort. "you look... nervous." she says. you groan and slump down into her lap, scooping up a bite of potatoes and shoving it into her mouth. she chuckles.
"i'm trying not to freak the fuck out." you say. sevika hums, grabbing the fork from you to tear into her steak.
"it'll be fine babe." she mumbles around a mouthful. she groans. "fuck, this is divine."
"enjoy it." you say. she grins.
"i'm trying to savor it but i kinda wanna wolf it down and get your teeth in me." she says. you snort.
"eat slower." you demand. she giggles.
"baby." she says, putting her fork down to hold your hips. you lean forward, pressing your forehead against her shoulder. "i promise it'll be okay. it's gonna be fucking amazing, actually. just think about it-- in a few hours i'll be able to float around with you, we can start hunting together, i'm gonna be able to stay up all night with you. think of all the endless sex we'll have once i've got vampire stamina." she says, kissing your head. you snort.
"i'm just. i really don't want you to die." you say. sevika hums, rubbing her hand up and down your back.
"i know. but it's gotta happen one way or another. it's either this-- you killing me with your sexy fucking teeth then fucking me back to life or whatever--" you giggle. "-- or, i die at work or i get sick or something and you're not there to save me. and then we'll both be miserable forever." she says.
you sigh. she's right, of course, but you're still worried. you think you will be until she blinks back to life.
sevika reaches behind your back to grab another bite of her food. with her free hand, she reaches up to gently rub your cheek.
"you're everything to me, you know that right?" she asks around another mouthful of steak. you smile.
"feeling's mutual." you say. sevika smiles, gently toying with the tiny curl near your ear, pulling it straight then watching it coil back up again when she releases it.
"and i wanna spend infinity with you. if you'll have me." she says. you snort, and flick her head.
"course i will." you say. sevika grins.
"so there's no problem." she says.
you'd be lying if you said there wasn't at least a small part of you that's looking forward to tonight. you've been fasting for a month-- in preparation to drain sevika. you're ravenous. and sevika's your favorite fucking meal.
especially now, with her all glowy and happy after a big meal, a little tipsy from the bottle of wine you'd bought her-- she looks delectable.
she grins up at you from her spot on the bed. "hungry?" she asks. you chuckle.
"starving." you say, licking your lips. "i gotta say. i'm really gonna miss your blood."
sevika chuckles. "we'll find something else you like. together." she says, reaching up to thread her fingers through yours. you sigh, leaning down to kiss her, gently trailing your fangs over her lower lip. sevika shudders.
"c'mon, babe. i'm ready." she says, kissing the back of your hand, tilting her chin up, and widening her legs. you laugh.
"i'm not fucking you tonight." you say. sevika gasps.
"what?! why not?" she asks, pouting. you snort.
"because, i gotta stay focused." you say. sevika groans petulantly.
"but!" she tries. you press a finger to her lips.
"i'll fuck you when you wake up." you promise. sevika sighs.
"that works, i guess. is vampire sex any different than human sex?" she asks. you giggle.
"i dunno, it's been so long since i was a human it's all a bit of a blur now. you'll have to tell me." you say. sevika smiles.
"alright." she says. "c'mon." she says, tilting her chin up again. you giggle, leaning down to press a few kisses over her pulse point. sevika sighs, relaxing into the bed beneath her. "i love you more than i've ever loved anything or anyone, you know." she says shakily. you smile against her neck, licking her artery.
"you're sure?" you ask, one final time. sevika reaches up to hold your hips like she always does when she's beneath you.
"more sure than i've ever been about anything in my life."
"i love you sev." you whisper.
"i love you too, baby." she responds.
you take a deep breath, and sink your teeth into her throat.
sevika shudders and sighs, her nails digging into your skin as you retract your teeth and lick against her wounds, before you start sucking down her blood.
she tastes so fucking good. you're tempted to stop, just so you can keep her around as a bloodbag for a bit longer, but you know she'd be pissed if you did. so, instead, you let your instincts take over, and you start to devour her.
sevika's squeaking and gasping beneath you, her hands clawing into your flesh, her thighs squeezing together as you drink.
"th-that's it, honey, drain me. take it all from me. make me yours. make me yours." she whimpers. you growl against her neck, reaching down to hold her shoulder, gently tracing your thumb back and forth on her collar bone. sevika sighs. "c-can't believe you aren't gonna fuck me, shit! gonna make me cum in my p-pants." she says. you groan and readjust, shoving your thigh between sevika's. she laughs as she starts grinding down against you. "fuck i love you." she mumbles.
sevika cums a second later, shivering underneath you as you continue to slurp her down. you're messy-- messier than you've ever been before. something about the fact that you're changing her is making you fucking feral. you can taste the rush of hormones as she cums, and you shiver on top of her at the taste.
sevika goes limp beneath you, her grip loosening as she tries to catch her breath. she's getting lightheaded and dizzy, you can tell from the way she keeps giggling.
"f-fuck." she mutters. you hum against her. "feel drunk 'r somethin'." she says. you snort. "'m so fuckin' in love with you. you gotta marry me now, y'know." she says. you chuckle.
sevika's breaths start getting shaky, the hands on your hips slipping down to her sides. you reach out to hold her hand, intertwining your fingers again. she hums.
a minute later, and all of sevika's sounds stop. you can still hear her heartbeat, but it's much slower and softer than it usually is. your stomach flips, and you continue to drink from her.
when the gentle rhythm of her heart stops completely, you nearly choke with fear.
it's happening. fuck, it's happening.
you take a few more sips from her, draining her completely as she grows cold beneath you, and then you pull away with a gasp.
the usual high that accompanies a recent feed is nowhere to be found, dread taking its place.
sevika's eyes are shut, her skin clammy and cold, and she's not breathing, not moving, her heart completely silent.
you take a second to wipe your face of her blood, licking it off your arm, looking down at your girlfriend. she looks... peaceful. you hope she's feeling peaceful too.
you wanted to give her a solid minute or so to experience death, but your anxiety's too high. you only manage a few seconds before you lean down, cupping her face between both of your hands, and leaning down to gently, shakily press your lips against hers.
sevika's lips are cold and unresponsive.
you start to freak out.
you kiss her again, licking your tongue against her lip.
she stays still.
you gasp, sitting up to tap her cheek with your palm. "sevika." you call. she doesn't respond. tears start to well up in your eyes as you duck back down, sucking her lip into your mouth, running your tongue against it.
she still doesn't move.
you begin to panic.
"sevika!" you shout against her mouth. you bite her bottom lip, then follow it up with a quick peck. sevika remains still beneath you, and tears begin to well in your eyes. "wake up, you bitch!" you cry against her as you press your mouth to her again.
suddenly, sevika gasps and snaps upwards, her lips moving against yours, her hands coming up to hold your hips. you sigh in relief against her, and sevika flips you, pinning you to the bed. you squeal.
"oh thank fuck." you whisper up at her. she grins down at you.
"that is a hell of a way to wake up." she says. you chuckle, a few stray tears escaping your eyes as relief floods your body, and you reach up to grab her by the hair and pull her back down against you.
sevika chuckles against your lips. "you really thought i'd leave you behind?" she asks. you sob.
"fuck off. you had me worried!" you say. sevika snorts.
"i don't think you even fully let me die, babe." she says. "could hear you the whole time."
you giggle, and sevika gently swipes your tears away.
"how do you feel?" you ask. sevika grins, her fangs descending, and you gasp. fuck that's hot. you think.
"honestly?" she asks. you nod up at her. "better than i've ever felt before. what did you do to me?" she asks. you giggle.
"exactly what you asked me to!" you say. sevika grins.
"i didn't know i'd feel so... refreshed!" she says. you chuckle.
"i'm so fucking glad you woke up." you say. "i was gonna kill you if you died on me."
sevika snorts. "how would that work, exactly?" she asks. you groan and shrug, then reach up to pull her against you again, hugging her to your chest. sevika hums, nuzzling against your neck.
"i love you so fucking much." she says. "so fucking much."
"let's get married." you say. sevika grins against your neck.
"that's my line." she says. you giggle and blindly reach out to pat down your bedside table, pulling the drawer open and fumbling for the tiny box you've been hiding for months now. you pull it out and pull sevika away from your neck by her ponytail, before shoving it in her hand.
"i'm dead fucking serious." you say. sevika blinks, her eyes going wide.
"fuck-- really?" she asks. you nod.
"i mean. we're already spending eternity together, what's a ring and some paperwork?" you ask. sevika grins, then tears the box from your hand, tears welling in her eyes.
she opens it and bursts into laughter as she reveals the gold ring, strung on a gold chain so she can wear it all the time. you smile as you watch her squint, trying to make out the inscription.
your secret admirer it reads. sevika bursts into laughter.
"oh fuck-- i love you so fucking much." she cries. you grin up at her.
"yeah?" you ask. "is that a yes?"
"of course it's a fucking yes! are you kidding me?" she asks. you grin, and sevika swoops down to press her lips against yours. "thank you." she mumbles. "thank you thank you thank you thank you."
"for what?" you ask. "i should be thanking you!" you exclaim.
"for stalking me! for falling in love with me and being so fucking sweet and all the gifts and how much you take care of me and changing me and being my fiance and--"
you cut her off with another kiss. sevika hums against you.
"i love you." she finishes.
"i love you too. for infinity." you say. sevika grins.
"for infinity." she agrees, pulling the chain over her neck. you smile as the ring dangles down over you, gently tugging her closer by it.
"you want me to show you how to float?" you ask. sevika grins.
"fuck yes. but first i want to pay you back for that orgasm." she says, leaning down to kiss you.
you giggle, and sevika grins, and right before your lips connect, you think that even forever with sevika might not be enough time.
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Chucky predictions
SPOILER WARNING FOR CHUCKY S3E5!
I wanna make Chucky theories so bad, but I can't think of any! This show is so crazy that I can't even predict or speculate on what could happen next. There are some people teasing on twitter though and all they've been doing is making me even more hyped for how this season is going to end. So here are some of my predictions based on everything that's been teased so far.
Jake will enter the spirit realm:
I don't think he's necessarily going to die, but he's so fixated on ending Chucky for good to the point where he refused to run away from it all like Devon suggested. And we've heard the doctor, the only way you get to the spirit realm is by dying, but what if you didn't need to die? I believe that thanks to all the supernatural shit occurring there, the White House will become some sort of passage between the two realms. Jake will cross it to try and destroy Charles' soul, but if he will fail or succeed is still debatable...
Caroline helps Chucky get young again:
If Jake fails in permanently killing Chucky, Caroline will come to the rescue. We know she'll be back, but what role will she play in this mess? When she'll return, all hell already would've broken loose and she'll just make it worse. Her sudden entrance at the White House will cause quite the emotional reunion for Lexi and her. Yet, Caroline didn't come alone. Armed with the Voodoo for Dummies book, sure, but she brought another friend, who's none other than the Good Guy Doll creator played by John Waters. He came with a new doll, a new vessel for Charles and with Caroline's newfound knowledge of Voodooism, she'll get Damaballa's blessings and give Chucky a new body, a new chance to not disappoint the almighty Iowa and if he plays his cards right, he might even become forever young.
Grant will survive:
I don't have any evidence to back this up, I just like him and think it's unfair that Lexy always has to say goodbye to someone she loves each season and I just don't want it to happen again. From a psychology standpoint it just desensitized her and would lead to her not getting attached to anyone else besides Jake & Devon next season, in fear of someone else always having to die because of her. And from a writing perspective it just gets repetitive, predictable and boring. So please Don Mancini don't kill him, also I love Jackson Kelly.
The past will haunt everyone:
Charles Lee Ray isn't the only ghost the Terror Trio will have to deal with in the newly supernatural possessed White House. We've seen the past of the Collins family haunt them time and time again, we've seen Henry talk about ghosts and fearing what they told him almost every single episode. Why would that stop at Joseph or Charles? Wouldn't it be horrible for our trio to be faced with the lives they lost thanks to a doll they couldn't stop? How would Jake react upon seeing his father again, disappointed at him for being gay. And Lexy, the poor girl, facing Junior, the boy she watched die, trying to save her... Not making at least one ghost of the past come back would be a wasted opportunity.
Tiffany will survive, but Jennifer's body might not:
Tiffany's possible death has been brought up in every interview Jennifer Tilly made following the comeback of Chucky season 3. At this point it even became a ‘will they, won't they’ situation. Does Mancini really have the guts to kill off a cult favorite character and actress he loves so much? Or will we just say goodbye to seeing Tilly on screen and welcome only her voice? I mean the trailer kinda made it clear for me that this isn't the end of Tiffany's story, but maybe that of Jennifer's body.
#chucky#charles lee ray#chucky series#chucky season 3#chucky syfy#lexy cross#jake wheeler#devon evans#childs play#tiffany#tiffany valentine#jennifer tilly#devon sawa#brad dourif#tyler bass#grant collins#jackson Kelly#alyvia alyn lind#zackary arthur#bjorgvin arnarson#don mancini
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Hey, Anon here from the craziest most delulu confessions you've ever received, but also chronically ill shifter who finally found hope with shifting. Surprise! I was the same person.
I wanted to come here and say this is my second to last confession. I will be sending you. You might be asking, "But Anon, why???" Well, that's because I've finally done it. I've finally connected myself to the infinite universe, and I'll be permanently shifting soon.
But first, I wanted to explain what changed and how I got to this point. It's a doozy, so hang in there for me.
To start, this has actually happened to me at least two other times. I just never realized what it was. Those other two times, I took it for granted and didn't protect it. So I lost it again. This time, I plan on protecting it with my life, but that's not the point. The best way for you to understand this is if I explain what I experienced.
So I was thinking about myself, my relationship to the universe. Mind, body, spirit, emotions, morals, experiences, litterly everything I possibly could. Then I just suddenly had this sudden realization that I needed to accept everything. I mean, litterly everything, the good and bad. Just accept it all as it is and let go, so I did. I accepted what some would call my shadow self, my experiences, my body, my mind, my life. I just let it all in.
Then I suddenly felt extremely different. It's the exact same way I've felt the other two times I got into this state. felt like I'd been opened up and could finally just let everything in. I felt my connection to the infinite universe, how I'm a part of it, and how it's a part of me, everything, and everyone in the universe. I accepted every reality I could possibly be in, good or bad. I also accepted that I'm not the center of the universe, but that I'm the only being that should matter to me. But it's not like this narcissistic kinda "only person that should matter to me is me" like I still deeply care about others, but in more of a "in the end I'm the ony one left for me." Sort of thing. I just feel this connection to the unknown now. It's terrifying in a way, but it's in the most beautiful thing I've ever felt.
Like, I don't feel like my physical body anymore. Like im aware, it's mine, but I feel like I'm here in more of a spiritual sense. Like I'm not tethered to any one universe. Like im not entirely sure what's really happened but all I know really know right now is that shifting found me for a reason, I lived in this reality for a reason, and everything happened for a reason. But I finally feel free again, and nothing really matters in this reality but my mind, feelings, my spirit, and my philosophy. My body is only temporary.
I really hope this motives some of you to keep going. To really look inside and realize the possibilities of yourself and the universe. To really be free.
My next submission will be my final goodbyes, a letter to this reality if you will. A letter to all that I leave behind and all to come. Thank you for reading, and happy shifting to you all. ★
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Vernon pov where he thinks how beautiful his best friend is and him being deeply in love with her 🤌🏻
His thoughts during segs😩
this is so ???? 🥹🥹🥹 OKAY good thing i still have some inspiration left over so lemme just *cracks knuckles*
just a quick vernon x reader drabble
wc: 0.4k words
minors do not interact!
Vernon wonders if things would've been different if he wasn't such a coward.
You call him your one-call-away. Your ride-or-die. Whatever bad idea you've got under your sleeve, he's always been there to see it through until the end.
But even if he's always found it difficult to say no to you since you were kids, Vernon doesn't exactly think of himself as a pushover. He knows all his choices still have some autonomy in them.
So, he wonders... Did he only agree to lie with you like this time and time again because he's perpetually willing to play along with all your terrible ideas? Or is it because he's so afraid of hoping for more, that he's simply content with having your body, and not your heart?
The people around you often sneer to themselves whenever you're around, whispering about how you're more trouble than you're worth. But Vernon has known you long enough to see past your mischievous smiles and passive-aggressive outlook on life.
In fact, he's probably the only person in the world who knows the exact face you make in the midst of a blistering orgasm. How you'd always rake your nails across his back. How you're typically silent as it washes over you, as you're too overwhelmed to utter a single sound.
He loves pleasuring you just as much as he loves you—convinced that you're prettiest when you're sighing his name in post-coital bliss, like a string of prayers you're begging for the gods to give to you.
Vernon wants to say that you have him. In times where you want him, and in times where you don't—you'll always have him.
But once everything is said and done, you're already halfway to his door before he can even think about putting his clothes back on. You thank him for the fix. A little stress relief is just what you needed, you say, and Vernon's mouth twitches into a tired smile as he waves goodbye.
The moment the door clicks shut behind you, he's left in the ear-splitting silence—a plethora of what ifs swimming through his thoughts like a permanent cloud over his head.
What if he just asked you to stay?
What if he finally owned up to what he's been hiding from you for years?
But then Vernon remembers... He can't do that. Not if he wants to keep you close to him as you already are.
Sacrificing the friendship you've both cultivated for years in exchange for a chance at becoming something more... It's not a risk he's willing to take. Not yet, at least.
So for now, he'll continue being a coward, as long as it means that you'll keep coming back to him.
notes: hehe the anon didn't really specify if vernon and his best friend had to be Together together, so here's some angst <3 also :( he is definitely the type to be catastrophically in love with his best friend, yet can't come clean about it bc he's afraid of ruining the friendship T T
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trainwreck
pairing: choi lia x gn!reader
summary: sometimes, relationships are meant to end
genres: angst, lovers to exes!au, good ending?
wc: 1,1k
tw: lia is a bad girlfriend, swearing
notes: hello everyone! this fic is part of my collection of fics! indented are the lyrics (ignore the mentions of a dress and 'boy'), banner made by me on canva. also!! idk if you'll notice, but this one is also based on two other songs from anne-marie c: happy reading!
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“I can’t do this anymore.”
You meant to say this for a while now, and today was the day you finally gathered the courage to verbalize the thought.
“What do you mean?”
The words that flew past her lips were nonchalant, like she was completely relaxed. Sitting up, she had her arms and legs crossed and a seemingly emotionless face. At least, that was the face you knew she made when unimpressed.
“I mean… that I want to break up with you.”
In contrast, you were so nervous you could feel your heart hammer in your chest, and sweat was running down the sides of your face. Her reaction didn’t ease you either.
“Okay.”
Was it all you meant to her? After everything, it looked like it didn’t faze her at all. Saying you weren’t hurt would be a lie.
“Is that all you have to say?”
“What? Did you think I’d get on my knees begging you to stay? If you want to leave, go, the door’s wide open” she stated as she gestured towards the front door of her apartment. “I’ll wait for you to come back. Cause I know you will eventually. You know what? I give you two weeks at most.”
You couldn’t believe your ears. Did those hostile yet detached words really left her lips effortlessly?
You grabbed your bag and left her place without delay, whispering to yourself: “I won’t.”
Choi Lia has been an important person in your life, yes.
You loved her intensely and sincerely for many months, but soon, mostly thanks to your friends, you started to acknowledge the little details. Minimal at first, but, over time, they grew bigger until you couldn’t ignore them anymore.
She’d look into your phone whenever you’d leave the room without it, subtly mock you in front of her friends, cancel numerous dates to go to parties instead, order take-away when she was aware you cooked for her…
You always put up with it because you loved her, but letting her go, albeit painful, was the best thing you could’ve done for your own health.
Called up my friends, took their advice
Put on a dress, I'm out tonight
I can't believe I said goodbye
Oh yeah, this time you know, I finally let you go, yeah
It had been three days since you put an end to the relationship. Of course your friends would take you out on a Friday night.
The party was chill. There were around twenty people, refreshing cocktails, good background music and board games.
Lia didn’t come to mind once, much to the delight of your dear friends.
You actually made some new acquaintances, which was nice.
Spending more time with your friends, they saw the difference in your behavior.
“You look happier, Y/N,” one of them informed you.
“You smile and laugh more, you seem more alive,” another one added.
You felt it, too. You felt free from her. Her claws. Her grip on you.
I don't know why you thought that I'd be sheddin' a tear
When I'm chillin' at the party, and I'm glad you're not here
And I don't know what to say, but the pain disappeared
And I'm sorry
Bet you think I'm a trainwreck, upset
Friday night, layin' lonely in my bed
Truth is, boy, I'm so fuckin' happy
Without you
Life went on.
A month later, Lia was on her couch, a drink in hand. It was dark in her apartment.
“Why haven't they come back already?”
She was fidgeting, her lips pressed together and her brows furrowed.
“They should’ve been back by now.”
Her phone rang in the deafening silence, making her flinch. Her eyes widened and she laughed. “Of course, Y/N would call instead of coming unannounced.”
She answered the phone with a confident smirk, ready to hear your begging.
“I put all your stuff in a bag. Do you have a moment this week so we could trade?”
Lia’s smile disappeared as quickly as it arrived.
“Also, don’t forget to give me back the keys to my place. I feel uneasy knowing you still have them. Not like you came often, anyway.”
It was her turn to be too stunned to speak. How could you be so apathetic? It wasn’t like you to use this tone when talking to her. She stared at the wall with an open mouth.
“I’ll wait for your message, then. Hanging up.”
Before Lia could protest, the call was over. She sat there, not moving for a while, thoughts twirling in her mind.
So pour yourself another drink
Sit on your couch and overthink
In all your lies and arrogance, I've been alright, you know
So glad you let me go, yeah
Your ex-girlfriend finally gave you a time and place to meet. Without much surprise, it was at her place. Seeing her again after so long was not as painful as you thought it would be—not as painful as Lia hoped it would be.
She had to face the fact you changed. You weren’t the easily manipulated, sweetly naive and blindly in love person anymore. Much to her dismay.
“Here,” you handed her the bag, expecting another one in return.
Instead, she took a step back and offered for you to come in. “Want something to drink?”
“No?” With furrowed brows, you crossed your arms. “Give me back my stuff, please.”
“Don’t you have anything to say to me?”
You tilted your head, tapping your chin with your free index finger. “As a matter-of-fact, no, I don’t. I just want my stuff and leave this place forever.”
“Well… I…” Not finding anything concrete to say, she sighed loudly.
Reluctantly, she grabbed the bag from the ground behind her and put the handle on your outstretched hand, before taking hers out of your other hand.
“You don’t mind me checking, right?”
She slowly shook her head, eyes unfocused, even if you didn’t wait for her approval. The key was there, that was all you cared about. Wait, no, there was a cute outfit you forgot about, too.
You thanked her and left. She called out for you, but you didn’t turn around. “Erase my number!”
It wasn’t said with a negative tone, but Lia took it like a stab in the back. Which was really audacious coming from her.
She just couldn’t believe you left her without a second thought and didn’t come back like she was convinced you would.
And now we're at the final stop
And I'm the one that's gettin' off
I know you hope I'm cryin', but I'm doin' just fine
She was now part of your past. Unerasable, of course, but peaceful.
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𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫
jake sim x fem!reader
0.6k words, fluff-ish? not really?, flirty jake sighs, hot jake double sighs, tank top and backwards cap and tongue and wink warning, barely proofread
a/n: for @goldenhypen <3 forever jake delulu hours
You exhaled sharply out of your mouth so hard it was almost audible. If the music wasn't so loud, then maybe you could actually hear it, or hear yourself think, for that matter. But here you were in your old T-shirt and pajama pants, hair almost dried from your shower, and trudging out of your dorm room. You thought that moving in with the earliest slot would mean you would get the hall to yourself for a couple days at least, but whoever had moved in next to you had decided it was a fantastic idea to blast 5 Seconds of Summer at the height of their speaker volume at midnight.
You fumed, fist raised, as you banged your knuckles against your next door neighbor's door. For some reason, they actually heard you (almost as if they had been waiting for you), and you heard the door lock schwick and then the door swung open.
Your mouth opened to yell, reprimand, scold—but dear God, you could not get any words out of your mouth.
Of course, your neighbor just happened to be the hottest guy to ever exist.
He wore a white tank top, lean biceps on display, with his dark brown hair tucked into a backwards baseball cap. His eyes looked you up and down, tongue darting out to lick his lips. And he smiled. It was a really pretty smile, too. "Hi, are you the girl next door?" He shouted, but it didn't even sound like he was shouting for some reason.
"Could you turn it down?" You asked. Enough of this hot boy daze. You came here for a reason.
His eyebrows furrowed. "Huh?" There was a gleam in his eyes as he braced his hand against the door jamb and leaned down toward you. You felt his warm breath by your ear. "Say that again, love. I didn't hear you."
You swallowed thickly. "Could you—" you pronounced louder into his ear while trying to ignore the distinct smell of expensive cologne that clung to his skin, "—turn the music down? I'm trying to sleep."
He leaned away from you, and you could breathe again. (But goddamn if you didn't want another taste—) He nodded, "Sure, love. Sorry 'bout that."
He bit his lip and twisted around to mess with something just behind the door. Suddenly, the music had dulled to a much more socially acceptable volume for this time of night, and you could actually hear your heart racing.
Right. Hot neighbor, huh.
"I'm Jake by the way." Jake Sim inclined his head toward you, his eyes narrowing slightly as he gauged your reaction in less of a calculating way but rather something born of curiosity.
You ducked your head. "Yeah, nice to meet you. I'm Yn." Was it really that nice to meet him though? (Dear Lord, but he was really nice to look at—)
"Yn—well," he leaned against the door jamb, which subtly flexed his arm, "I usually don't blast music like that, Scout's honor. I thought I was the only one here; early slot and all." (Liar liar, his subconscious tsked.)
"Ah, that's… understandable." You winced and wondered if you had been hasty in assuming he was a bad person, because you were definitely thinking it. "It's cool. As long as you don't do it when classes start, y'know?"
Jake nodded, and the way he did so earnestly reminded you of a golden retriever. Cute. "'Course!" For a second, you thought his smile turned into a smirk. "And you can always come back and tell me to turn it down, too."
His wink was the last thing you saw before he closed the door softly, like his own little goodbye—or rather—until next time.
Oh, be still your beating heart, you thought on your way back into your own dorm room. Until next time, indeed.
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Gods damnit, Arc, I did _not_ need to be yeeted back into MI fandom!
But since you're doing it anyway ( :D ), care to ramble on Ethan's complicated relationship between sex between friends, sex in a relationship, and sex on a mission?
I don't know if I can delineate that much but it does dovetail into my reading of Ethan as ace. Because wow the self recognizes the self, that boy has intense vibes. Sex neutral ace is my read from him.
I'm finally watching MI1 tomorrow with some friends, but I've seen a lot of scenes from it and the vibe I get from Ethan is very unethical slut boy who then goes through a massively traumatic event that almost permanently damages the mechanism that lets him trust and rely on other people.
When we reach the McQuarrie Trilogy and catch up with Ethan, there's a lot of interesting stuff with gender and sex going on. Notably, in GP, Ethan does not get a love interest at all and while he's a joy to watch and the camera loves to frame him in compelling ways, it's not really sexy at all. We spend a lot of the movie thinking he got left by Julia, then we find out she's dead, then we learn she's alive and they still love each other but can't be together.
All of that is super compelling to me. In Hollywood Action Movies, I find the lack of sexual tension and love interest to be refreshingly weird. I'm trying to think of another action hero who gets treated like Ethan does, and the only thing that kind of came to mind was Cobb from Inception, but even then there's shipteasing with Arthur and Ariadne (and also Nolan's gender politic is a treacherous wasteland, so bad example anyway).
In Rogue Nation, the trend continues and honestly gets even more odd to me. Because on paper, Ilsa should be Ethan's love interest and there's small moments like escaping the opera and the body search int he car, but both of them are outliers. Hell, when they meet, Ethan COMPLIMENTS HER SHOES which is. About the least heterosexual thing ever.
Ilsa is extremely important to Ethan and I think he loves her, but after the big climax, their huge moment of intimacy is a hug. Which makes me go wild, it's so interesting that there's not even a goodbye kiss.
Pairing that with how Ethan treats Benji in RN and how structurally he's the love interest-- BUT EVEN THEN Ethan is so fucking careful and guarded with how he touches people. I keep thinking about Ilsa in Morocco, coming out of the pool and how its potentially a Bond Girl Moment but the camera doesn't linger on her much and Ethan keeps his eyes on her face. There's no leering, there's not even checking her out. IT'S JARRING. I LOVE IT.
And then in Fallout, there's the White Widow thing, which makes me want to scream. That moment when the White Widow kisses Ethan out of the blue and Ethan is fucking stone-faced, like the ace vibes are wild.
It's not just that he doesn't react so oooh he must be one of My People, but there's also how Fallout makes you feel Ethan's age. Ethan spends 90% of Fallout looking tired and sad, and it's almost like... on some level he's not even willing to put on the show anymore. He's not going to crank up the charisma and woo people to do what he wants, he can't be fucking bothered, and I feel the gravity of him so acutely every time I watch it. The only time he really has that big lovely smile is when he's talking to Benji and Luther in the beginning, which makes it a genuine charisma, a genuine urge to relax and grin and share a moment with people he loves.
But as soon as the job says he should maybe seduce the White Widow bc she's clearly into him, he's just. Not there for it.
Anyway the ace vibes are off the charts. Does Ethan Hunt fuck? Possibly, but it has to be with someone he trusts and they're probably going to have to be the one to suggest it. If you invite him to Netflix and Chill, he's going to be in the kitchen heating up popcorn kernels in a cast iron because you gotta have popcorn for movies. Then you say "actually how about sex" and there's a two second lag as he processes that and goes "Oh yeah sure that sounds like it could be fun too."
Ace as fuck.
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Hello!
Do you think you could give me a couple of headcanons on Ana's 'death'? Like what characters did or how they acted? Personality shifts?
How did they act when they found out?
Was hoping someone could give me more insight on how characters would act. Currently doing a psychological analysis on Torbjorn and Reinhardt's backstory as well. Might do one for Som and Cas.
Ok first things first, you need to tell me when you post those, I LOVE the psychological analysis of characters.
Now for the actual ask bit.
It's safe to say that everyone was devastated when Ana died, whether they were on good terms with her at the time or not. The specifics, however, vary from character to character.
The Old Guard
We know by that point both Torbjorn and Reinhardt had left Overwatch, so I think that after her death they both would have felt really isolated. Especially Reinhardt since it's very much implied that some Overwatch agents were avoiding him due to the nature of how he retired, Angela actively encouraging Tracer to visit him in a way that implies that not many people do. However I think they both handled her death better then a lot of others that were also heavily effected. Mostly because unlike those people, they had a support network. Though I do still think that Rein never really got over her death, he just accepted it better then others. We also see that with both of them there wasn't much personality change after her death, or at least not a permanent change.
Jack and Gabe on the other hand, did not take it well. We know that after Ana's death that they both started fighting more. We also know that Jack never really thought that Ana was dead while Reyes probably did with how he speaks about the situation. I think they both tired to hide what they were going through. Jack isolating himself while Reyes had already made every relationship he had hostile, I think at this point Jack was acting out of desperation while Reyes was just angry at the world. In all honesty, the way Soldier 76 and Reaper act, started when Ana died, it was just wasn't as extreme.
The New Guard
(I'm including Pharah in this because she's the only New Blood with connections to Ana)
With a lot of the new guard I think they didn't have a personal relationship with Ana, the exceptions being Cassidy, Sojourn, Angela and Pharah. Tracer, Winston and Genji kind of treated Ana as a boss or a teacher, and they still kind of do that in interactions. I think her death still affected them but not in a permanent way and not in the way that other deaths affected them (like how Lena and Winston would have reacted to Jack and Mina's deaths). They were all still devastated, because to them Ana was probably this unbeatable figure, not only that but they still knew her.
Angela is an interesting case because she had already suffered through so much death and heart ache by this point. I think by this point she would have been numb, she was sad obviously, and I think she might have blamed herself a bit. We know by this point her and Ana's relationship was strained, along with her and Torbjorns. I think that with Ana's death it made Angela reconcile with Torbjorn. We know that she was also one of the few people who still visited Rein as well so I like to think they all grieved together. Like Rein though I think she never got over Ana's death, we already know that she doesn't do well with goodbyes and she already doesn't deal with the death of her parents that well. Honestly for a good view on how Angela deals with death I highly recommend ready her short story or her data logs.
I think Cassidy and Sojourn were the only people who kept it together during the immediate aftermath of Ana's death. Like everything I think Sojourn probably handled herself the best, she honestly the most put together of the cast so she either dealt with her grief healthily or got therapy. As for my boy Cassidy....
We can't talk about how he dealt with it without talking about Pharah.
We don't see much of how Fareeha delt with the news of Ana's death, we know that she's a bit bitter about the current circumstances and I think that it was a bit of the same for Ana's death. I personally think that the only people she really talked about it with were Cassidy and Angela, other than that I think she would have thrown herself in her work. I also theories that since Cassidy was the one tasked with either finding Ana or finding out what happened to her, that he was the one to tell her that Ana was dead. I also think that her death the reason she works so hard is because she thought she never got the chance to prove Ana wrong and join Overwatch, I also think it's why that despite how complicated their relationship is now she still wants Ana in her life. I think Pharah would have always felt guilty about not reconciling before Ana's death.
I've talked a lot about how I think Cassidy was affected by Ana's death, because there is a lot about this that isn't show but is really implied. We know that Reyes put Cassidy on looking for Ana, so out of everyone in the Overwatch cast, other then Ana herself, Cassidy probably knows the most about her "death" then anyone else. I personally believe that this is when a lot of Cassidy toxic habits started coming in, the masking of his trauma and pain, the alcoholism, the use of humour to cope, I think this is where all of that and more started to rear it's head and root itself into Cassidy's character. I think that Cassidy is also like Pharah in the fact he threw himself into his work, I also think he acted as an emotional crutch for everyone else, hiding his pain to the point where only Angela and Jack could see it, everyone else assuming he's fine because Cassidy was always fine.
In all honesty, if Reyes killing Antonio was the death sentence of Overwatch, then Ana's death was the nail in the coffin.
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I'm not feeling super today, so am going to go ahead and watch some of Tales of the TARDIS to take my mind of it, since it's now available. Here's my thoughts in real time, though I'm just focusing on the new segments for now, since the rest is just an omnibus version of the original serial.
Earthshock:
Ah, we've got an MCU style 'Whoniverse' bumper now. Visuals are fine, though the music is a little disappointing IMO. I would have hoped for some variant on the theme music, maybe the middle 8?
I like the TARDIS flying across it forming a line though. Feels like a very deliberate similarity to Thirteen's logo.
I know it won't be in this series, but the fact they've included Eight's time vortex in the intro has me hopeful for the future, whether it would just involve Grace and/or Lee, or potentially something BF related. Given the omnibus nature of these episodes, probably the prior. The TV movie would be a pretty good length for it too.
Similarly, while the TARDIS set is obviously based on plenty other bits of the sets, I like that Eight's columns are included as a part too.
I'm curious about this whole setup. On one hand it feels a bit like the 'degeneration' stuff we're already seeing in the anniversary and Big Finish, but it also feels kinda Curator-related.
I quite like the 'theme baseline' soundtrack here with Five.
"I was fast asleep, in bed, I said goodnight to Nyssa..." Ah, I see the TeganNyssa agenda is still in play!
The subtitles say 'goodbye', but the line was definitely 'goodnight'... real time censorship... 😢
"We never really did this sort of thing did we"
"You didn't, not one line" ok, I see what you did there.
"This is the memory of a time machine, and it's reached out and remembered... us." Oh, 'tales of the TARDIS' indeed. So it's the TARDIS summoning the characters we see? Is it 'the' TARDIS, or some sort of echo? If the prior, then when is this taking place? I would say sometime in the future, but the TARDIS of course is non-linear.
"It's a remembered TARDIS", again still not sure as to the above. But kinda makes me think of a remembrance tank? Like someone tried to remember a TARDIS into existence, but it's incomplete.
"I'll do it for him"
Oh... the dynamic shift back to wide screen with Five holding Adric's badge crossfading over the episode?
Was the badge remembered into existence too?
"Maybe that's what a memory TARDIS is for?" "Therapy."
The Mind Robber:
Hm, the reused TARDIS cgi + stock background image makes me wonder a bit if this was the last-minute addition to the 60th line up RTD mentioned? Or maybe there just wasn't much budget, in which case fair enough, but it does feel like this series might have been done a bit quickly.
Aw, Jamie and Zoe!
So the memory TARDIS itself has unlocked their memories.
"I've missed him every day of my life, but I didn't realise it." 🥺
"What they did to use was unforgivable" phew. while I know this isn't meant to get too heavy, I was a bit worried for a second they were going to glance over the trauma of their memory wipes. Sure, it's been a lifetime since it happened, but I'm glad the pain of it is acknowledged.
"And I think we've been brought here to undo it?" So will this be permanent or not...?
"I'd still be with him now if I could." Jamie...
"Five daughters". Huh... I know this is a niche point, but that's a bit odd. He has multiple descendents who are McCrimmons (eg. Heather, from the DWA comics) so I'm a bit surprised a son wasn't mentioned.The Glorious Revolution also has at least eight children. I guess some sons could have died and Jamie just isn't mentioning them, or a daughter just passed their maiden name to their child, maybe out of wedllock. Plus he technically could still have more kids I suppose, even at an older age.
"Well, I have a son, a scientist. I named him James." "A-after me?" "I never realised it before, but... well, of course it was after you!"
President Romana is out. President Zoe is in!
"Where do we begin? And don't say Cybermen. I want to forget about the Cybermen." Ouch. Now I'm thinking about The World Shapers.
Again, I like these smooth format transitions.
"Well, whatever this place is, it's restored our memories, for good. I think all we need to do, if we want to come back here, is to close our eyes and remember it." Question answered I guess. Very hand-wavey to be coming out of Zoe, but I'll allow it I guess.
"Maybe we're in heaven." "I hope not, I'm a very busy woman."
"I wonder if [Victoria]'s still out there somewhere?" Ow...
"I hope she had a nice life." "I'm sure she did. I bet she thought of you every single day." Ow...again.
"Because there's one thing I know for sure, I will never, ever forget this again." I hope so, Zoe.
Vengeance on Varos:
Aw, this music introducing Six (if that is Six?) is so sweet!
"The Warrior Queen" so it's that version of Peri? Makes sense I suppose to avoid the extra confusion.
"You got old." "Mm, and bigger. And beardier. Oh time marches on Peri, even for a Time Lord." Hmm, this does imply the Six we see isn't aged due to temporal effects, as in Time Crash, but may have actually aged to this point. Combined with the lack of him wearing his coast, maybe it is the Curator after all? Of course, could be more of an 'imagined' Doctor given the memory TARDIS, but I'm leaning towards all the characters being real.
Ay, Medusa Cascade mention.
"Your story is far from over." "For both of us, Doctor." "Maybe? Maybe." Yep, definitely leaning towards the Curator. This definitely reads to me as the Doctor in some of their final incarnations.
"You've always been here. You never left. The TARDIS never forgets." Again, feels like it's the real TARDIS? Granted Six could be speaking more metaphorically, but still.
"Every night, I would look up at the stars and wonder, which one you were spinning round in the TARDIS and I'd ask myself... 'will I ever see him again?'" Oh no! I thought Peri seemed a bit sad, but was unsure if it was intentional - I thought it might have just been Nicola struggling a bit with doing the accent on screen again. But no, it very much is. She sounds heartbroken on this line. I'm sorry for doubting your acting Nicola!
Ooh, look at that transition again!
Oh, so "Warrior Queen" Peri did make it back to Earth? Cool they're set her up to be here, so she could have Earth-based appearances in the future, but does make me wonder how that overlaps with her other fates. It seems compatible with some of them, but not sure exactly where it sits.
Yrcanos is dead and Peri wants to revisit the memorial (on Krontep presumably) once a year. Apparently this aligns pretty directly with the Season 22 promo, which is great continuity. I guess this implies the Six she was travelling with there wasn't BF!Six, but this older incarnation?
Speaking of which, if he's willing to fly away in this memory TARDIS, once again that seems to suggest the Curator connection, potentially for the TARDIS as well.
The Three Doctors
Now Jo and Clyde!
Jo wrapped in Three's jacket!
I think the sonics, or at least some of them, are just the toys.
In their squabble, Jo mentions she's a great-grandmother now!
"I think they're all here. All of the Doctors. All of the companions."
"Sweet Sarah Jane." 🥺
"I heard, and I'm sorry." Oh... not long after Cliff died then.
"So tell me how you all are: you, Luke, Rani." Ah here's the important stuff!
Luke and Sanjay are in space with UNIT.
Clyde got his comic adaptation! I saw that the movie gets dropped at some point, but now he still gets it as a TV series. That's nice.
Rani's still a journalist. Particularly focused on climate, which Jo loves.
Clyde seems really sad about them all being apart. I guess the Clani will-they-won't-they continues...
No Sky mention... on one hand, makes sense given Jo never knew her, but still a little disappointing, if good for us from a Class: Ongoing writing level. It seems overall RTD is working under the idea that Series 5 was finished, and Sky's 'ascension' in Battle of Bannerman Road happened (hence the 'manifest in human form' thing in Farewell, Sarah Jane).
Obviously it's referencing Hartnell not being present for most of the events, but "2 and a half Doctors" kinda feels like a wink towards Devious.
Aw, Clyde mentioned meeting the Brig to Jo.
"And that's why I'm telling you now, you have got to tell her." "Tell who...what?" "Oh Clyde, don't play games with me."
If you love Rani, you just jolly well go and tell her." AHH!!!
"Oh, stories are important Clyde. We're made of stories, and you're missing the most important one of all."
The ending with Jo holding the Metabelis crystal and seeing Cliff...
The Time Meddler
Steven and Vicki!
They've both got grandkids now.
"And now look - I've got my little sister back!"
They both want to see the Doctor so much...
Pfft, Steven questioning if it's the Doctor's TARDIS because of Six's coat! It's quite a nice choice though, given the episode included featuring the Monk.
Once again, a nice transition with the clock.
The echo of the Monk screaming is a little creepy.
The Monk's dimensional controls! Of course they'd still be in the TARDIS.
"I was an orphan and he became my family. I became the granddaughter he'd lost." Man they're really emphasising the found family here.
"He talked of you for all the time I knew him."
Hmm. "He's probably watching us on some monitor somewhere." then showing the camera view of them, really does make me wonder if a Doctor is in another part of the TARDIS.
"He's as much a part of the TARDIS as this is."
"You know I think of him everyday. I always have. If I could have one wish in all the universe at this moment, it would be to see him again." "Yeah."
Again the ending, with them wishing to see the First Doctor... 🥺
You know the metaphysical emphasis on everything here, kind of makes me think of the metaphysical engine... The dimensions of the TARDIS set are quite similar too.
The Curse of Fenric
Oh I realise that space backgrounds different now. Possible they were changing throughout, but this is the time I've noticed. The animation on the TARDIS seems the same though.
Something very forboding about showing "The History of the Time War", even though it wasn't part of Seven's era. Makes sense though, between his own manipulations and Ace's role in Gallifrey: Time War.
Ace is in her business suit again. Outside of a loose continuity, and building on the leading ACE thing, I'm not sure why they keep going with this.
However, that rainbow badge. I see you Ace.
Ace instinctively putting on the Doctor's hat.
Seven and Ace are so cheerful to see eachother!
"Last time I saw you, you were a hologram. But you're here, you're real!" Nice direct reference to PoTD. So this is afterwards for Ace. Makes sense. The Doctor seemingly acknowledging this however... I would say more Curator proof but...
"You've got old." "Time streams are funny things. In some, I regenerate, in others I don't. It's all a matter of perspective." WAIT WHAT? I guess that seemingly debunks my theory, but this raises a number of questions. So we're in more of a Dark Dimension situation? That being said, the Doctor recognises that it's a "matter of perspective", so is it an older Doctor temporarily in Seven's form? Or an actual alternative timeline Seven? Or the Seven we know, just referring to having aged beyond what he was like during regeneration due to the temporal differential?
Hell, to combine my theory in with this. Is how the Curator's fluid regenerations work? He's shifting between time streams in which past incarnations lived beyond their regeneration?
All this being said. Weirdly fitting to include this here, given Ace's various possible lives.
"This is a memory TARDIS, a special place where old friends come together to share stories, to remember. And to comfront difficult truths..."
Ace doesn't want to talk about Fenric...
"So many lives were ruined." "Others were set in motion." Ah there's the Seven i remember.
"Dangerous undercurrents."
I remain unclear on the current version of Ace's timeline. Apparently when they last parted under bad circumstances (as implied in PotD) he intended to leave her in London, but left her in Ontario instead.
"To be fair, we did have a very busy day, as I remember. Yes. Oh, yes. The Rani was up to her old tricks." Ay, Rani mention. For a sec I thought it was a Dimensions in Time reference.
Ace's voice breaking, talking about her Nan...
"I loved you, you know. Like the Dad I never had. I've never said that before, but I did. I still do."
Seven's reaction as Ace calls him her Dad. You can see him visibly biting his lip 🥺
"And I love you."
Quoting Survival!
I love them both having to jump up to reach the higher controls.
Seven accidentally hurting himself playing the spoons is the perfect way to end.
Overall thoughts
Well this was lovely! I know I shouldn't take it too seriously, as it's just an in character intro to old stories, in the same way I wouldn't take eg. the intro to DotD that seriously, but I do appreciate some of the extra story we get. For a start, Jamie and Zoe gaining their memories back, if it is permanent, is huge! As is Jo encouraging Clyde to speak to Rani.
In general, the continuity difficulties you'll always encounter with these stories with the old companions seem to work out. Again, still not sure what to make of with Ace, at least as someone who very much likes her going to Gallifrey. That being said, they did kind of hint at her Time War history, so who knows?
Obviously the memory TARDIS and the returning classic Doctors are great, but I do remain curious on what they 'mean' in-universe. It definitely feels like something that could be spun out into a greater story.
Overall, very sweet, and very emotionally satisfying, sometimes more than I expected! The emphasis on everyone relationships, the found family of it all, was also brilliant.
The best way I can summarise it is by going back to the first episode and what Five and Tegan say there:
Everyone: Go to therapy.
Doctors and Companions: No!!!1
The TARDIS:
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You know the ask about the minion got me thinking. What if an enemy is about the land a fatal hit on one of the Scions, and the minion version of their WoL s/o takes the hit for them?
A/N: I actually really love this ask! I'm kinda upset at myself for not seeing this earlier!
Warning: Angst, near-death situation, mention of sacrifice, minion gets hurt/broken
Alisaie
She was angry, yet thankful when the minion of you had taken the hit. You were always there to take the hits for her, and she felt useless. Even now, facing death, she wanted to push herself to the limit like you did; to show that she was strong too. But she knew that you and your minion were only looking out for her. You wanted to avoid another friend from death and the sorrow that you and her family and friends would suffer.
Alphinaud
Alphinaud would be devastated when he saw your minion take the hit aimed at him. It was broken and he wasn't sure if it was fixable. Surely it was. He was also a bit confused. Why had it saved him? Was it so much like you, truly? Regardless, he would be grateful. Because of your minion's sacrifice, he would live yet another day with you, his friends, and his family.
Estinien
He would be stunned. How? Where did your little minion even come from? He was sure he left it elsewhere. He was not expecting it to suddenly appear in front of him, and take the attack that he had braced for. With the time it provided for him to get a hit on the enemy, he took it down within minutes. But once the battle was won, he would carefully pick up the minion and rush off to the nearest person who could help.
"I owe you a debt, little one. Thank you."
G'raha Tia
What's another sacrifice? He was always ready to sacrifice himself for you. And seeing as there was no way to avoid this hit, he would look at you once more. Should he have more time, he would gladly use it.
Goodbye.
However, the hit hadn't come. The only impact he felt was something falling against his foot. And that would be where he would see his minion of you, defeated and destroyed. Almost immediately he would panic and crouch down to aid it. What had even transpired? Did it - did it take the hit for him?
Thancred
He expected to get hit. He knew that he might not come back from it and he had made peace with it. At least it would buy you some time. Just don't miss him too much, alright? This old bard doesn't want you to cry for him.
He braced for impact...but it never came. Confused, he looked down to see that his minion of you had taken the hit, and was slumped over onto the ground. He would pick it up and marvel over how it had taken on such a strong hit and be still in working condition with minor breaks and tears.
"Let's go get you fixed. I reckon that Y/N isn't going to forgive me if I don't."
Urianger
Urianger had not expected his minion of you to leap from his pocket in which he made for it. Nor did he expect it to take out its tiny weapon and block the attack that was aimed at him, before ultimately being cut down. This gave him and his companions time to take down the wretched enemy. And once they were out of harm's way, he cradled the tiny minion in his arms. Surely there would be a way to fix it.
"You have fought valiantly."
Y'shtola
She would have blinked for a few seconds as she watched as it took on a huge attack. Your minion had simply come out of nowhere to block an otherwise lethal blow that would send her permanently to the lifestream with no return.
"Always the hero."
Once the enemy was defeated, she would pick up the remains of the minion and vow to get it fixed. Once it was restored, she would reward it with whatever it wanted.
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Hey. Have you seen the latest pictures of Orm and Arthur yet? Now I think that Orm will sacrifice himself and maybe die. Or what do you think about it?🥺
Sacrifice himself? Probably. That seems to be where his story his going. Whatever's up with him and the screaming and holding the Black Trident, I feel like he takes that hit to protect Arthur and/or Junior. It fits with his arc of learning to love his family and with his mindset in the prequel comic that he thinks it's his destiny to suffer so those he hurt can heal
But is it gonna kill him? No, I don't think so. Not permanently, at least. Because this seems like Arthur encouraging him to fight whatever's going on:
And if him tightening his grip like this is his response to that-
-then it seems like Arthur being there gives him the strength he needs to finish doing whatever this is. Now, this could briefly kill him (or at least make him seem dead) for some extra emotional impact and to make him and Arthur finally fully realize that they want to be brothers, but I don't think he'll stay dead. Maybe I'm just being optimistic bc I'm tired of Hollywood thinking redemption = dying, but I really don't think the vibes fit him actually dying, not with him getting strength from his brother like that. "We're in this together" and then immediately killing one of them... it doesn't fit to me
It doesn't fit Arthur's story either imo - starting the movie with someone accusing him of being unable to protect his own family and then ending it like this, with Arthur doing this but still failing to protect his brother? Nah. It would be so cruel to Atlanna, too, to let her get so close to her family finally being whole, only to rip one of her children away from her (again) when she isn't even there to say goodbye. And while her "Promise me you will protect each other" line does fit with Orm sacrificing himself for Arthur, it does not fit with Arthur failing to save him from this
Basically, no, I don't think he's gonna die. Nothing really points to that. I'm even gonna be bold and say I think we're actually getting out of this movie with a wholly intact Aquafam
#truly it would be cruel on multiple levels to kill anyone in this family in this movie#again maybe i'm being too optimistic but it doesn't make SENSE to me for this movie to kill any of them before they can be a whole family#and even if they do i'm ignoring it <3#tom lives. orm lives. junior lives. everybody lives!!!#dceu#dawn answers stuff#supergirl19922
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