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ithoughtthiswastwitterbutfr · 3 years

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WandaVision Episode 8 spoilers

Ok I heard this episode is sad so I’m prepared to cry and ruin my eyeliner.

I’m just emotionally preparing myself rq before I start I’m assuming a lots gonna go down cause the second episode is the finale.

I’m still not ready 2 minutes later lmao wait.

Okay hmm the title is called Previously On so we’re going back in time to her childhood based on the summary.

I think we’re gonna get more insight on her and Visions relationship and how it formed and hopefully get to see her relationship with her brother I’m starting now.

Ugh my TV is glitching

Okay we’re starting out in witch trials so it’s Agathas backstory the lady staring at her looks familiar. Oh it’s her mom

Her powers are blue here she’s into dark magic and the book in her basement is the stolen book from Doctor Strange im assuming she began learning dark magic from it l.

As they started to drain her. Her powers became blue and she starting to drain them back. I’m assuming the witches shared power and it was blue and now that it’s dark magic it’s purple.

Wow she killed her whole coven my draining them of their life and magic. Then she took her mother’s amulet so that’s the amulet she’s always wearing from the comics is.

She admitted her thoughts weren’t available and she was never under control.

Her accent is back because she’s angry because of her children being missing.

She possessed the fake Pietro from another universe she didn’t say he was from another universe she just said she couldn’t get to his body so she had to do possession instead of necromancy.

She picked up the fly now she’s chanting in Latin

She’s mind controlling and talking about how thousands of people can be under your control and all interact with each other with complex storylines which makes me think she wants Wanda power because she’s jealous she can do everything like transformation and mind control without having to study all the spells

“Magic on autopilot,” Dhe wants to know how she did this and she wouldn’t tell her and now she’s manipulating her with her own loneliness. She took a piece of her hair so now she has her DNA

Real reruns aka memories so she can look into them to see how she did it.

Her kids are crying out for in the basement so she’s gonna go with Agatha to save them I honestly don’t think the cries were her own.

OHHH MY GOD

All the movies her parents were going to sell were the decades and movies she did projected.

When Wanda walked into the memory she turned into her younger self,

The Dick Van Dick show is in the TV shape of the one Darcy used on the first episode so we know where she got her inspo for that one.

Everything outside makes me think this is the scene where her parents die.

The Stark bomb just hit and she’s looking around and can’t find her family yeah the Stark industry label is in front of her and she’s reverted back to Sokovian because she’s young and not the best at English yet I’m assuming.

The TV I’d still on and playing the show “At the end of the episode you realize it was all a bad dream,” I’m not sure why she said that part in English maybe because she’s referring to the show and movie nights are for English?

Agatha is asking if she used a probability hex to stop the bomb because Wanda reached her hand out towards it and that’s how she uses her powers.

Maybe Agatha is hinting towards Wanda being a natural born witch?

“So what I see here a baby witch obsessed with sitcoms and years of therapy ahead of her. Doesn’t explain your recent hijinks,”

Wanda used her powers subconsciously there and she’s probably using her powers subconsciously to keep Westview running and she used them subconsciously to get it started.

“The only way forward is back,”

She’s referring to Wanda not wanting to go back to Hydra I haven’t seen the scene yet but I’m assuming it’s because the testing was painful and because she now knows who hydra is and what it stands for.

“Don’t be scared you already lived it once,”

They have Loki’s sceptor of course im assuming they got it from SHIELD since they are SHIELD.

She didn’t have to touch the sample it just came to her on its own further proving she’s a witch but I don’t think she knows she moved it,

She touched the tesseract making the mine stone she then absorbed all its energy and passed out.

In isolation she’s watching another sitcom I just can’t figure out which it is.

I’m sure the episode on the TV is important “she hasn’t got any feeling,” maybe it’s about the Westview citizens or maybe it’s about vision being a doll or like a puppet and the brother is like “she hasn’t got any feelings” just like when Pietro or Fietro called Vision a popsicle an inanimate object

“So little orphan Wanda got up close and personal with an infinity stone that amplified what otherwise would’ve died on the vine. The broken pieces of you are adding up buttercup I have a theory but I need more,” This is probably talking about how if you don’t use your powers or learn to control them you stop having them but the infinity stone just made the powers she already had stronger. The name Scarlett Witch is starting to make sense now.

Another door another memory that I’d her watching Malcom in the middle.

She said the Avengers compound was the first home she had ever shared with Vision and with her family and country gone she felt alone so I’m assuming she’s with Vision cause he cured her loneliness.

Vision walking through the walls again she asking him to watch the sitcom with her. The sitcoms are important to her and she’s sharing them with him.

“So it is funny because of the grievous injury that man just suffered?” Vision

“No he’s not really injured,” Wanda

“How Can you be sure?”

“It’s not that kind of show,”

I think this is sort of related to the fact that nothing bad ever happens in Westview permanently like in Malcolm in the middle where the roof structure fell on the dad sure he got hurt but it wasn’t a detrimental injury.

He wants to comfort to her “The only thing that would bring me comfort is seeing him again,” Wanda about Pietro she felt the same with Vision hence why Westview is happening and why he’s back.

“I’m so tired, It’s just like this wave washing over me again and again it knocks me down and when I try stand up it just comes for me again and I can’t- it’s just gonna drown me,” How she explains her grief and depression we’re getting a glismpe of how she copes with death in her actual reality.

Vision says he’s always been alone he never experienced loss because he never had a loved one to lose.

“What is grief if not love preserving,�� Okay damn Vision getting all deep.

Aww they just had a moment and now he’s laughing over the show how sweet. The awkward smile they did at eachother. How cute

Vision was dead and she wanted him back now we get to see how she stole Visions body back from her perspective.

All the news on the TV playing might not be revelant but it’s related to tamiles being reunited after the blip. So this is very shortly after the blip and some people might be right thinking it was almost directly after Tony’s funeral.

“He deserves a funeral at least I deserve it,”

They’re letting her take him probably to be able to paint her as a villain which is why Hayward cut out the first part of the footage.

She’s being shown him take apart and sawed she’s in pain seeing him practically dying again. Hayward called vision a weapon and Wanda is saying he’s not a weapon because he wasn’t and he didn’t want to be a weapon Hayward is hiding his true intentions of bringing him back to be his own weapon

“I just want to bury him. That’s all I want,”

She said she can’t do that she truly believes she can’t.

He won’t let her take $3 billion of vibranium to put in the ground she just wanted him to have a proper burial but Hayward provoked her and set her off.

She can’t feel him. A nod to how Vision said “I only feel you,” When he asked Wanda to kill him there is nothing left. She hot in the car and went to Westview she left and when she left she didn’t have Visions body.

She’s pulled up to place where she planned to grow old in with Vision and it’s been demolished this is the scene where she breaks down crying over it. And when she grieved she lets it get the best of her which is how she put the house back together without realizing she was doing it. Then that spread over the whole town and she is projected her own version of Vision. But I’m unsure if this is really Vision or not because then she’d be way more powerful than I ever believe to be able to create people own her own.

Oh wow she’s showing all the lights and it’s like she’s own set so she’s back to where Agatha had this all set up and she was the audience.

Agatha is choking the twins “I know what you are. You have no idea how dangerous you are. You’re supposed to be a myth. A being capable of spontaneous creation. and here you are using it to make breakfast for dinner.” Maybe Wanda was a prophecy before hand and she just never learned how powerful she really was and now Agatha is trying to feed off her powers I’m assuming she’s going to try to get Wanda to push her powers into her so she can drain her.

“Let go of my children,” Wanda with her accent coming back.

“Oh, yes your children and Vision and this whole little life you’ve made, this is Chaos magic Wanda. That makes you the Scarlett Witch,” Ugh yes one of those moments where they say a name of the movie or a character that’s basically it’s own movie I love it.

I’m gonna research Chaos magic and then I’ll reblog this again after I research some other things too.

End credits time. “Team is ready for launch,” They’re going to use Wanda own power to attack her using Visions actual corpse. He’s been brought back as the one thing he didn’t want to be. A weapon. I’m not sure who that was who powered it up but was it Monica’s contact?

Also doesn’t Agatha have Monica now if she was possessing Fietro? I have a lot of questions that I can’t get out right now

#wandavision theories #wandavisionedit #wandavision spoilers #WandaVision #wanda maximoff #vision #billy and tommy #billy maximoff #tommy maximoff #pietro maximoff #agatha harkness #director hayward #monica rambeau #Scarlett witch

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crimsonbluemoon · 5 years

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Hi! I was hoping if you can do a parent!au, friends to lovers and “fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck this shit. fuck” for Ohmtoonz. If not, that’s cool. Ps i love your writing

No this is fine! I just posted a new holiday drabble request for my Tumblr (because I am an idiot) so I should probably get the last two of these done before I start looking at those…so Hopefully, you’ll like this!

Parents AU, Friends to Lovers, “fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck this shit. fuck.” Ohmtoonz

“Fuck.” Luke stared down at the smoking engine of the car on the side of the road, his hands slow to slide through his hair. Finally, he pulled his phone out of his pocket, dialing a number when letting out another string over curses. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck this shit. Fuck!”

“Daddy,” the childish voice he heard was not expected on the other side on the phone, and Luke froze when he realized the father of the now yelling child had not picked up the phone.”Luke’s mad about something; he’s swearing…like a lot!”

“Oh, is he?” The teasing voice coming closer to the other side of the phone made his shoulders relax, a smile edging at the side of lips despite his frustrated mood. “Put him on speaker phone, bud. Yup, just click that button…good job. Alright, what’s going on, Toonzy?”

“Hey Ohm. Is there any way you can come pick me up by the bar? I went to get my check and my car shit the bed like the piece of shit it is.”

“Not if you’re gonna swear like that in front of Squirrel. He’s got sensitive ears.” The giggle that was heard in the background of the call made Luke roll his eyes, leaning on the side of his car. His best friend, despite being the responsible teen between the two of them in high school, had somehow ended up getting his high school sweetheart pregnant their last year. Though the woman had been a great mother, she and Ohm weren’t compatible romantically (”I don’t know man, you did make a kid-” “Shut up, Toonz”) and had broken up before their child was born. Neither let it affect their parenting, and Squirrel had been raised with more love than most kids who were raised with both of their parents. Now six, the kid was a spitfire, taking more sass and sarcasm from his mother than the softer (but sneaky) Ohm.

“Your brat’s heard far worse.”

“What? When?”

“Like when his dad gets his ass kicked in Uno-”

“That was because you cheated; everyone knows you can’t end on a wild.” Ryan’s interruption had the child bursting into laughter, seeming to remember the other night well. The trio played Uno together every Friday; it had been the reason Luke had given up the night he made the most money at the bar to Brian. Sure, a big set of tips was nice, but watching Squirrel squeal in joy when getting to make Luke draw two (despite it being the wrong color) was worth more than a bigger check. Plus, Ohm cooked him dinner, the young chef’s skills making Luke wonder why his friend was still single. Ryan said that he wanted to ‘focus on Squirrel’, despite both knowing he was fully capable of juggling multiple things at once. Heck, if a boyfriend just slipped into the spaces that Ryan left him in their schedule, he could balance a boyfriend or girlfriend with no problem.

But hell would freeze over before Toonz gave up his time with either person now and talking over each other on the other side of the phone.

“Squirrel, don’t help Toonz!”

“Daddy swore when he burnt himself last night making dinner!” It wasn’t hard to think of the happy face Squirrel wore when he spoke, which warmed Luke’s heart as he gave a genuine laugh.

“Did he? You make sure he’s okay? We don’t want your dad hurt.”

“Yup! I did exactly what you showed me to!” When Ryan had been too nervous to teach his kid how to ride a bike at age four, Luke had offered to help do it. The experience had been good, up until Squirrel crashed for the first time. Cleaning and bandaging the cut had been much harder when one of his hands was being held in a vice grip from a panicking Ohm, but he’d made due. He could still remember running a soothing thumb over the back of the father’s hand while giving a thumbs up to the brave faced (but tear eyed) Squirrel, before the trio went out for ice cream to celebrate.

“That’s great, kiddo. Hey, remember that time your dad fell on the ice when we went ice skating?” Luke asked, enjoying the weird noise from Ryan that echoed in the phone’s reciever.

“Oh, yah! We had to leave because daddy swore so much.” The memory was fond to Luke, remembering the pretty pink color that crawled over Ryan’s face when he apologized to the duo for the sixtith time since leaving the ice rink. Luke had to buy the pair some hot chocolate and watch two of the Harry Potter movies back at Ohm’s house to get the man to stop apologizing, though it was only because the tired father had passed out on Cartoonz’s shoulder.

“Hey! do you want a ride or not?” The threat was useless, both knew it, but Luke couldn’t help but snicker and call his bluff.

“You ain’t gonna leave me on the side of the road. You love me.” It was a toss out comment he used with his best friend, always a tease, so he hadn’t expected Squirrel to pipe up.

“Of course he does! He tells mommy all the time, though he said he could never tell you.” The words weren’t meant to be mind-melting; in all honestly, it seemed natural for Squirrel to hear the declaration, and somewhere in the back of his mind, Luke wondered how often ‘mommy and daddy’ talked about Luke. Squirrel didn’t hesitate to continue despite the sudden silence from both adults. “I’m happy he did, cause I love you a lot too. And you love us, right?”

“Squirrel!” Ryan’s hushed hiss of his son’s name showed how panicke dhe was, and Luke could feel his starting to warm at the direct question.

“Course I do, buddy. I…I love you both.” The words felt sticky in his throat, unsure of how much truth he was exposing. But Squirrel didn’t seem to notice, eager to respond.

“Mommy said if he told you, then you could come move in with us! Wouldn’t that be cool?”

“Ye-Yeah, it would be something else.” Luke let the response roll out softly, the butterflies in his stomach robbing his voice of bravado. But the pleasant rush through his blood proved that the idea was...really nice to think about.

“Squirrel uh…you need to go get a jacket! Go grab it from your room, okay sweetie?” The father’s voice on the other line didn’t fair any better, and after the loud shout of ‘see you soon, Luke!’ from the child now running out of the room, the call fell silent. Luke tried to find something to look at around the bar to calm himself down, but even the broken down car couldn’t stop the wide smile that claim stake on Cartoonz’s face.

“Focused on Squirrel, huh?”

“God I’m so sorry.” Ohm’s voice rushed while he rambled, and Luke had to cover his mouth with his palm to keep from laughing. “I didn’t think he could hear-this isn’t how I wanted you to find out. I was never even gonna tell you, I don’t mean to make this weird, gosh Toonz I-”

“Ohm,” Luke cut in, feeling he would never get picked up if he didn’t step in. And he really needed to see Ryan.

“Yeah, Toonz?”

“Get your ass here so I can kiss you already.” He heard the squeak of surprise from his friend before he yanked the phone awy from his ear, ending the call to slip the device into his pocket. Dropping his head back onto the edge of the car’s roof, Luke glanced up at the sky above, enjoying the heavy heartbeat pounding against his ribcage. Had it always been like this? Why hadn’t he noticed? Why was he so stupid? The questions had no answers, but he gave a slow chuckle before closing his eyes and relaxing in his spot.

He was so buying Squirrel ice cream on the way back to Ohm’s.

#Ohmtoonz #ohmwrecker #Cartoonz #dead squirrel #BBS #i love bbs #banana bus squad #bbs fanfiction #<3 #crimsonbluemoon

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kendricksendrick · 5 years

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Dear @acabellas I was your secret santa and am so sorry for the wait on your gift, I havent written in so long. But I hope you enjoy this little holiday story I made for you

A bit of a hs au based out of my own imagination, merry pitchmas once more my darling!

“Mamma Mia? I LOVE that one! Ooh Beca, please?” Chloe begged as she made herself comfortable on the couch in Becas basement. It was New Years Eve and the two seniors had been waiting months to get to see one another again.

“I’ve never seen it,” Beca smiled, clicking on it and sitting a few inches from the glowing woman beside her.

The two had met over the summer, a simple coffee mixup and the redhead insisted on swapping phone numbers. They had talked every day since, but found that planning get togethers was quite difficult because of school, work, sports, jobs-the life of a teenager.

So this was their second date.

A movie night on New Years Eve.

“You’ve never seen Mamma Mia!? Beca!” The redhead playfully exclaimed, and gently pushed at the girls shoulder. Beca bounced right back, blushing and closing the space between then so they could share the small blanket.

“I’m sure you’ll love it” Chloe smiled, and glanced over at the smaller woman only to see she was already looking at her.

“Well, you seem to like it, and I like you so I’ll probably like it,” Beca blushed as she made the statement and turned her attention back to the screen infront of them.

Chloe moved closer, snaking her arm around and tangling their fingers together for the first time.

Their relationship was nice.

A little slow for Chloes liking, but with being so busy all the time and the space between them, it made sense that Beca thought that staying in the gray area of “not girlfriends” was what would be best for them.

“Donna is so pretty,” Beca mumbled about halfway through the movie.

“You’re so pretty,” Chloe replied, turning to the girl she was snuggled up with and rubbing her thumb back and forth on Becas hand.

“Aw babe, you’re the sweetest.”

“You set me right up for that one, like always.” Chloe smiled, happy with their little talk in the midst of her favorite movie.

Time passed, the movie finished and midnight was nearing quickly. Beca was in Chloes lap, holding hands and singing along to the random movie Netflix put on next.

Chloes smile grew as Beca went off and began belting along with the woman on screen. Her mind was blank snd dhe was in awe of the beautiful woman sat, singing her heart out in her very own lap.

So she leant forward ever so slightly, blowing brown hair out of the way and did the only thing she could think of in the moment. Chloe gently placed her lips on the smaller womans neck, which sadly stopped the wonderful singing. She could feel the brunette blushing as she leant back into her, a cold hand coming up and wrapping gently around the back of Chloes own neck to keep her there, pressed against one another.

“You...” Chloe trailed off as Becas hands found hers. “Are so amazing,”.

The small woman shifted in her lap, faces inches apart like they had been so many times before.

It just felt so natural.

No heart beating out of her chest, no sweaty palms, butterflies in her stomach.

They were just Beca and Chloe.

“Can I kiss you?” Chloe wispered like a prayer, hands slowly coming up to cup her “not girlfriend”’s face.

“Maybe at midnight.” Beca blushed, looking anywhere but into Chloes bright blue eyes.

Red eyebrows rose as a clock struck that exact time somewhere in the old house.

Two pairs of blue eyes met, smiles growing on both faces as the gap closed between them for the first time in what felt like years.

Chloe moaned and the kiss deepened, Becas hands beginning to wander.

“I want-“ Beca whispered as Chloe fell to her back, hands tangled in brown locks. “To be your-“

Chloe had already pulled back, staring into deep blue eyes, her own filled with hope. “Girlfriend?” She asked eagerly, a smile spreading on her features.

Beca nodded, “yes, you’re girlfriend, Chloe I want to be your girlfriend.” She giggled and pressed another kiss to pink lips.

“My girlfriend!” Chloe smiled into the brunettes kiss, pulling her impossibly closer.

#merry pitchmas #pitchmas 2018 #bechloe #bechloe fanfic #bechloe oneshot #this is so short i havent written since last years pitchmas tbh #enjoy my friends!#pitch perfect

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candy-corps · 7 years

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Super Moon

Sam belongs to @a-simple-rper

Send 🍸 for my muse to try to drunkenly seduce yours

“Sam! Have you seen the moon? You have to see the moon! Come” Belle instructed. “It’s so big” she giggled - apparently finding this hilarious. “it’s beautiful. Youu are beautiful” she added with a look at him, as if she’s just seen him for the first time in their lives, for real. Changing plans, she gave him a hug. Then sighed. She loved full moon. And she loved Sam.

And Rick! Spotting Sams boss, Belle’s tail waved happy. She opened her wing to welcome him in the pile. “Riick!”

In the middle of a drink Sam quickly set it back on the counter as Belle sounded, really excited for this big moon deal. He didn’t get it, but hey, it got him a hug. So with a chuckle he draped an arm around her. “It’s got nothing on you, though~”

That whole good vibe happy time quickly disappeared once Rick looked over. Seeing a tail and wings, which looked much too real to be some stupid cosplay, his eyes widened at the sight.

Before he could say anything though Sam was quick to try and push the wings and tail out of sight. Fuck damn it fuck! “Hey Belle how about we go u-”

“What the hell was that?!” Thank god it was closing time, cause any other customer here would’ve freaked out.

Sam looked over to him, “Ok big guy, take a deep breath.”

What? Sam held her wing. It was so nice! Rick forgotten for now, Belle relaxed against Sam. She felt protected. But from what? Rick? No. And then again, what did threats matter. The moon was shining so bright, nothing could do her harm. She had the metronite, too. And so as she saw Rick approach, she simply tried to open her wing again for him to get under.

There they were again! Wings. “Why the hell are those there?” The question was louder than his normal monotone voice. It had more force to those words, too. Those aren’t natural. And while Rick didn’t exactly spend that much time with Belle, it really felt like someone just pulled the wool over his eyes here. The man looked over to Sam questioningly.

Who was nudging Belle a little more behind him. And still trying to push those wings back down. “Alright Rick listen, I was gonna tell you but I knew you’d freak out like this so it just kinda never happened.”

“That’s not what I asked.” Even Sam cringed a little. “What I want to know is why the fuck I’m seeing a moving tail and god damn wings on her!”

“Well, because, um, they’re there? Obviously.”

Rick wasn’t putting up with Sam’s sarcasm right now. Staring down harshly at Belle he pointed to the door. “Out.”

Sam getting alarmed was really the thing to let Belle snap put of her moonlight trip. What was happening? Out? Her? What? Belle turned her ear back for the unlikely case that there was someone just behind her, but … no.

“Why?” Well that made absolutely no sense. Rick upset Sam with this. And she did nothing wrong. She was nothing wrong. Why was she going to get hidden then. “Um. Sam … ” Belle said softly. There was no reason to get all that protective.

Why. Does Rick have to spell out what a thing with wings and a tail isn’t allowed in his bar? This felt like some Men in Black shit. “I said, out. Don’t make me say it again.” Ok now he’s getting his bouncer growl.

So Sam got more inbetween them, nudging Rick back a step. “Dude, chill.”

“Sam don’t start with me here.” There was a lot of things about this that was getting Rick upset, almost angry even. One of those being how Sam had hidden this from him.

With his hand still on his shoulder Sam continued, “Come on man, lets just talk about this, ok? It’s not that big a deal.”

Not that big of a deal, but … What was … the deal? Belle looked at the two men with a frown on her face. She had done … something. She hugged Sam.

Was that wrong? “Okay” she said quiet yet clear and began to withdraw. She didn’t want these two to fight. She could love Sam all in secret.

Only glancing back for a second Sam reached back and took her hand to stop her from leaving. “Hang on,” There’s no way in hell he’s leaving it like this. No, this is getting settled tonight. Looking back over to his friend with his own firm stare. “Let’s just talk about it. That’s what you always trying to get me to do anyway, right?”

Even Rick could see that. It wasn’t often that Sam got this determined. Though the man still glanced over to this, bat woman, he nodded. “Celler.” He’s still pissed how Sam had kept something this big from him. After all, while he gives him a hard time, Sam’s like a brother to him. But that’s always the same reason he’s willing to listen to him about, aliens.

Oh, Sam. He didn’t want her to leave, huh. Even though she caused trouble. It was so touching and warm. Wait. Cold. His hands were cold. It made Belle smile. She took his hand with her other as well.

Talking, then? “What’s wrong?” she asked again - this time Sam. He seemed to have a clue, at least. Because thinking of it, she had kissed him before and Rick had been near. He hadn’t seem happy about her being close to him, but he’d never tried to make her leave before.

Watching Rick already heading towards the back, where the door to the cellar would be, Sam breathed out. Well, this wasn’t the way he had wanted this bit of information to get out. Fuck. Feeling her other hand going around his he looked back at Belle. Then an uncomfortable wave shot of rolled over him. Looks like he’s gotta explain this to her now, too.

“Uh, ok, Belle? Um, you see,” Exhaling he ran a hand through his hair. “Look, Rick’s a great guy. He’s fair and he’s had my back since the first day I met the guy. But, he’s sort of got a, ah, fear of aliens?”

Belle was just so happy to have Sam holding her hand and talking to her - that it took her a second to get what he’d said. Fear of aliens. What did that have to do with her. Just that she’d be considered alien by like … the definition of it. “I scare him” she eventually conclude. “But he should have known I was.” She often got her eings covered, yes, but her ears not so much. Anyway: “That is unfortunate” Belle thought aloud. Unfortunate. But nothing that true love should not conquer.

Another sigh. “Yeah, sorta.” It doesn’t sound right, the way he said it. Maybe cause it didn’t feel like it was a problem to him. I mean, there was nothing wrong with her. She’s so cool, way nice and sweet, Belle’s just awesome all around. Having some wings and whatever doesn’t change that. Now he’s just gotta get Rick to see that, too.

“I’m gonna talk to him. If you want ya can stay up here, but just, don’t leave, just yet?”

Belle nodded at that. She wouldn’t leave until Sam himself told her to. “Give him time. And reassurance.” And speaking of reassurance - she should give Sam some of that, too. She leaned on him for a second and pet his arm. They could figure what bothered him particularly once all had calmed down. And work on it real slow. “I wait in your room?” she suggested. A few minutes on her own in there and she could tidy up all dhe wanted.

“Ehhh,” The whole time thing was still something Sam had to work on. He wanted Rick to understand this now. And hell if he isn’t gonna try to get that to happen soon either. “We’ll see.” Sam half promised with a grin and a teasing wink her way. With a nod and a quick peck to her lips Sam agreed, “Sounds good. i’ll try to be up there soon.” After he heads down to get all this sorted out with Rick that is.

A kiss for good luck. Belle sighed, feeling just so in love right now. Oh how she hoped it would turn out all right. She’d love to help Sam more actually, but adding her presence would probably only make things with Rick worse.

“Good luck” she wished him happily.

Sam definitely deserved a good thing or two, or so Belle found. She went to head upstairs, all the way thinking of some.

A long set of hours later, where it was almost in the early morning, Sam was finally heading up to his room. Feeling exhausted and way more frustrated that he was from the beginning. He actually almost forgot Belle was still here until he saw her still in his room. Rubbing the tired annoyance from his eyes he trudged towards the bed.

“He’s so fucking…god damn big block of ass..” Flopping onto the bed Sam kept muttering little curses and grumbles. The talk didn’t go that well after all.

Sam. Belle leaned up - looking tired as well. Something happened?

“He’s got your back since day one. And he’s fair. And you look up to him” Belle reminded Sam. And yawned. She got his room as tidy as she could. Then made a detour after all to feed Reese. Then came back … with Reese … and found Sam gone, still. At some point then, she occupied his bed and tucked them both herself and her baby in.

“And there’s babies present. So we watch our languae” she added as well. Smiling.

There was some more muffled groans and grumbles with his face flat into the sheets. Yeah she was right, and he’ll never forget that. But still come on man! He’s like a fucking ox and just won’t budge on things like this. And when he knows how cool and nice Belle is it’s not fair! He sighed out heavily.

Baby. Present. Here. Once that clicked through his brain the whole talk with Rick flushed right out of it. Bolting up he looked over to see the little guy. “Ah shi- I mean um, shoot. Sorry about that.” Leaning on his elbow he smiled over, “So this is Reese, yeah?” His attention was flipped over completely.

“Yeah. - He didn’t hear” she soothed Sam. Reese seemed deep asleep. They still shouldn’t really risk it. She wasn’t looking forward to have him repeat such words for months from now. He was like a little bat baby parrot.

Belle raised her wing some more and with that, the thick blanket they were covered with. Reese was wrapped in another, thinner one beneath, sleeping curled up like a ball.

Belle brushed one of Reese’s ears back down, just to see them lean up again. She didn’t mean to wake him - just get a little bit of attention. “You wanna see something cute?” she asked Sam absently.

Swearing’s just a second language to Sam, to he already knows he’ll slip up on that little bit at least twice around the little guy. At least he’s sleeping now to miss out on that. Seeing Reese all bundled up, he looked so comfy. Quietly he chuckled seeing that ear turn up. “He looks like you.”

Looking over at Belle he grinned. “I already am,” He cooed towards her.

Did? Belle looked to Sam just to catch him look at her. Oh, that charmer! She had to laugh. He didn’t see nothing yet … But he did look like he did.

Oh, she was so utterly in love with this man.

Belle’s wing reached out to Sam to tuck him, too, beneath.

Hearing her laugh just got the grin growing wider. See, why can’t Rick just be cool with Belle? Sam continues to find it hard to believe that anyone could hate her or even be scared of her. Chuckling as he felt her wing he scooted himself over closer.

“What’d you want to show me?” He asked to bring it back to her point.

Show? - Oh, right! Belle settled with Sam until she deemed all comfortable, It was so good to feel Sam’s warmth under her wing. Reese was pretty cold right now. “You have to listen” she instructed.

“Hey Reese … “ Belle whispered. And then purred, melodic and steady. At which he replied with a quiet:

“Brrrb… “

It was the cutest thing on Earth and no one would convince her otherwise. That little, failed attempt to purr.

So he has to listen then. Craning his head down so to listen in on whatever this sound was going to be Sam’s eyes flicked between Belle as she spoke softly to Reese, to the little guy right there.

Hearing that Sam nearly snorted out a laugh before snickering into his hand. Heh, alright that was kinda cute. “What a little nugget.”

“Right?“ Oh, she was so happy. She was a little in worry to be true, how Sam may react to Reese. It was great they they were good. “He’s the first to do that. And he’s the first to be so cold.” So maybe getting attention was a bad idea after all - it made Reese turn in his sleep and rest his cheek against Belle. And who would she be to draw back? Even when it was really terribly cold. “You should keep your clothes on” she warned Sam in advance. She didn’t want him to get a freeze burn or something.

“Oh so that’s normal then.” Sam half said and asked. He’s a pretty cool guy too, physically. But damn, it was like the reverse of a heater with Reese. If it’s normal though then alrighty then. He had to laugh though when it was so clear just how cold he really was when he turned into her. “Yeah, sounds like a solid plan, I think I’ll do just that. Wanna ‘nother blanket?” While he offered it, Sam was pretty sure he didn’t have another blanket to spare.

Was that doubt in Sams voice? Belle had to laugh. “It’s normal. And no, no.” No other blanket, other than Sam. She didn’t want him and his warmth to go, even for a little moment. “I think he’s unhappy when he’s warm. His dad was Ice Man. Or … Frozone.” She didn’t know. It shouldn’t matter. It came down to these two and good.

Giving off a slight shrug for the no to the blanket Sam draped his arm over her instead. This ended up getting him closer to the cold wave, but a quick shiver here or there and it was fine. “Guess that means he’s all pumped up for winter then, huh?” Hearing who he’s dads could be Sam almost shot out of the bed, wide eyes filled with sparkling amazement. “No shit for real!?” That’s so fucking rad he clean forgot about the no swearing thing.

“Shhhhh … ” Belle reminded him, laughing. First of all cursing, second … noise. She didn’t want Reese to wake up, although she wasn’t really any quieter than Sam. Her wing relaxed now that he was close and she more comfortable. He also was, now that she noticed, somewhat in kissing reach. Thinking of that, she leaned over to do that. Couldn’t swear when he was kissed …

“Might have had a type” she huffed, amused of that fact. Now she was more into … well … Sam.

Huh? Oh shit damn. Mouthing those same words quietly Sam settled back down into the bed. Well, settled might not be the right word, since he’s still reeling over the thought of those two super peoples! How rad can that get?

The kiss managed to bring some of that run off energy back down to a more containable level. Not that it was gonna make this grin any easier to hold back. “Not a bad type to have.” Looking back down at Reese Sam tried to pick out the traits his dad gave him. Minust he cold part, cause ya know, that’s a given.

His grin pulled to the side, “I’m just seeing you in him.”

He said it like a good thing. Maybe it was. Belle smiled and let her head sink back in the cushion. She looked a moment longer at Sam and then down, sad.

“I shouldn’t stay” she figured- Rick must be against it, given how long Sam was gone and in what kind of mood he returned. Well. Learning now was bad, but significantly better than in a few hours from here. When she was asleep - or worse: Reese awake. She didn’t think Rick would kick a baby from his home, but she didn’t mean to make the man uncomfortable either.

Sam smiled back, relaxing fully down. Being so relaxed finally, and all snuggled up like, it was just now hitting him how late it was. Like his body was just now registering how exhausted he was. He let out a short yawn before getting confused as to why Belle said that.

Didn’t take long to figure it out, though. His mouth pulled into a side ways frown. “You shouldn’t have to leave.” Sam was dead set on this.

“Well when you insist I stay … “ Belle laughed melodically. The sound filled the whole room, echoing in it before she stopped with a hum. "I love you. But … you shouldn’t fight. Let me talk with him” she asked Sam. Maybe not now, but tomorrow. Sam seemed too tired to fight back against it too much. And she was doing her best to keep it that way, by brushing her hand over his arm reassuringly.

Normally it takes an ass load of drinks to get Sam this tired for the night. But going back and forth with Rick managed to do just that all the same. Belle’s hand only eased in that sleepy feeling even more, a yawn cutting out through whatever he was going to say. “If you want to, yeah, go for it.” He mumbled with that same tired voice, eyes getting doopier by the word.

“Thanks … “ Belle said, meaning it. She hoped she’d prove herself worthy of the trust Sam put in her. And not just make it all worse.

She should let Sam sleep. But just one more thing was on her mind: “You think its safe? To stay here” she asked, her hand still on Sam for his comfort just as much as for hers now. She remembered Rick to walk in in the morning - and she’d rather not repeat that when he was angry. Not while Reese was here.

Letting out a mumbled grunt as a response Sam’s eyes were fully closed now. Though sleep was still on the way it hadn’t taken him just yet. Though he twitched a bit at the cold feeling of Reese he shuffled closer and kept his arm over the mother and son.

“Yeah,” He murmured, half awake and half asleep in his answering. “Promise.”

Alright. Belle could still see Sam, if just faintly, and was able to tell he dozed off. Tired Sam was looking cute.

She felt so protected near him, whether she got reason for it or or not. It was what drew her to him tonight - after the fiasco of the night before and that villain near to Reese it was just good to have them next to him, relax, and catch some hours of sleep.

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