#Maybe ask if there will be relatives there she doesn't want to interact with

[moonspren]

Ooooh okay I just rewatched the scene where Collins talks to Robby just before he goes to intubate Mr. Spencer and their conversation segues into him having to tell Nick Bradley's parents their son is brain dead. This is such a PAINFUL parallel case, knowing what happens later in the day. The “not much older than Jake” comment when Nick is first brought in kicks it off, but when Robby does break the news to them, it’s the first patient interaction that we as an audience are left to view but we don’t hear it. All we hear is the aftermath, when Nick's mom expresses her denial & grief at what is happening. We also don’t see Robby actually break the news to Leah’s parents - the closing of the door is very similar in both scenes.

Of course, you see the allocation of resources that could DESPERATELY be used elsewhere in both cases - in Leah's case, blood and the precious time & full attention of one of the most senior doctors at a time when that expertise is critical. In Nick's case, the precious resource is a bed that could be used for another patient that can't be cleared because Robby wants to give the parents time to accept that their son is gone, to introduce it in several steps to soften the blow and allow them time to process, to gather their friends & relatives to support them It's tests that prove something every doctor in that ER already knows, simply as a kindness to a pair of people whose world has shattered unexpectedly.

Other parallels crop up throughout the course of Nick's storyline as well, with the fact that another patient is brought in to the hospital with a connection that means they could've been involved in the incidents that led Nick & Leah to become patients - Jenna for Nick & David for Leah. Nick's dad lashes out at Jenna when he suspects that she's the one who gave Nick the drugs, but Robby doesn't have the luxury of blaming David, he has to consider him as a patient FIRST no matter what he may or may not have done. He does not get that same outlet, and you can see the weight of that responsibility, even after it's proven that David wasn't the shooter, when he lashes out at McKay, trying to force some of that burden away from himself.

I struggled to find a comparison in Nick's story to what Robby goes through when he breaks the news to Jake & Jake blames him. I didn't think there WAS one, because that's not something Nick's parents COULD have felt or gone through, simply because they're not doctors. It was not their job to save Nick's life. But I realized that the part of Nick's story that corresponds most to this is when they're asked to discuss Nick's status as an organ donor. I gloss over this part when I'm watching & digesting this story because...quite frankly I've put a lot of work into distancing myself from a belief system that would or could consider something as wonderfully miraculous as organ donation blasphemous. But that thinking honestly does the writing a disservice, because if you approach the scene from the eyes of someone who maybe does believe that organ donation destroys one's ability to enter the afterlife, asking that question of a set of parents who come from that background is INCREDIBLY painful. In their eyes, Robby & Emma asking them to consider donating Nick's organs, even to save MULTIPLE LIVES is asking them to kill their son again. It's blunt. It's horrible. It's ripping yet another shred of hope from them after a whole day of agony. It's putting the blame for something entirely out of their control firmly in their hands - the same way Jake does when he blames Robby for not being able to save Leah.

Putting my shipping goggles on below the cut:

That first conversation between Collins & Robby I think is the closest we come to seeing someone genuinely express concern for Robby and try to reach out to him in anything other than a professional capacity before the MCI. She’s the first one to question if he might be putting off the inevitable and prioritizing one patient over others that could be helped, the same way Abbot does when Robby's trying to save Leah. They both understand why he does what he does, but they also both understand that they have the professional responsibility to check him on it. Those lives he could be saving with his time & resources do not mean any less simply because this one person hits a little closer to home for him.

When you look at it this way, it's IMPOSSIBLE to deny the parallels that exist between Collins, who has romantic & sexual history with Robby, and Abbot who is the only one Robby opens up to during the entire day. Throughout the entire shift, we see Dana pulling strings behind the scenes to ease his path, lightly checking in on him when they're discussing beds & availability, we see Langdon questioning (to Dana) Robby's decision to order more tests on Nick Bradley, we see Kiara letting Robby know she's available to talk if he needs it, but the only two who try to force the issue past Robby's reflex jokes are Collins & Abbot. Which could mean nothing, but which means EVERYTHING to me.

It's interesting to think what would've happened if Collins had been there for the MCI, especially after her revelation in the ambulance bay that I think softened her very firm boundaries with Robby. Obviously getting into webweaving territory here, but I'm sure based on his behavior, Robby has a lot of issues relationship-wise with "not opening up" to his partners, and it strikes me as something that could've been a huge problem in his relationship with Collins, especially given they work in the same department. She sees what he goes through every day, and it probably sucks to be the partner of someone who refuses to open up, ESPECIALLY if you're someone who would be able to "get it" in ways another partner wouldn't. His deflection is notably frustrating to her during the day, and I don't want to discount the date as a reason, because quite frankly we don't know Robby's baseline, but I think it would've been a reopening of a wound if she went to check on Robby during or after the MCI and he brushed her off the way he did Whitaker. And I think even in that moment, Robby would've pushed her away because it's all he knows how to do, and it's what she asked for every time he tried to pry into HER business throughout the day, and even in the middle of his breakdown, Robby puts everyone else first.

I have a vested interest in her being gone because it opened up space for Abbot to be that person who does get to see behind the curtain, but it is interesting to contemplate. And not to be all "old man yaoi" about it, but I do think Abbot's age plays into why he was the right choice to have that conversation with Robby. None of the other residents or Shen have the years of built-up blame that Robby & Abbot harbor, and no one else could've related to Robby more in that moment.

And I think they should kiss about it.

[coochiequeens]

Of course the comments were insulting the girl instead of considering the possibility that she saw a real chance that she could end up being stuck babysitting all of the cousins that will be there.

[romanreignsbae]

the warmth between us - chapter 1

a/n: sorry for the delay on this guys! i hope you all enjoy the first chapter of the warmth between us!!!

word count: 4k

tw: just a touch of angst and maybe some fluff! 🥰

Shutting the door behind her, Valentina flipped the sign on her flower shop's door from closed to open. The crisp morning air had her in a good mood for today’s predictably not so busy Tuesday. Opening up barely a month ago, Valentina had come to learn Tuesdays were typically the least busiest day of the week. Streets were empty, barely any cars around, let alone people, especially on this side of town.

To say the least, Valentina surprisingly enjoyed when it was busy. Not only because of the fact she was making her well earned money, though that was surely a plus. She just enjoyed interacting with others. She didn’t get the chance to interact with many people often, so when she could it was always appreciated.

But then again…what did she expect moving to a big city. All alone..no family, no friends, just her and her puppy, Aurora.

It was a sad and quiet experience, but in some way peaceful? She’d never felt so at peace before, but also never so bored.

Valentina has always leaned to be more on the shy side. To people she didn’t know, she was quiet, barely speaking at all. But when she warmed up to someone they’d never hear her shut up.

Nonetheless, opening 'Marianna’s' had always been her dream. From a young age it's all shes ever wanted. Her grandmother, whom she named her flower shop after, was one of the large influences for her love for gardening. Valentina would spend her whole summer break planting flowers all around her house, street, neighborhood. Valentina loved the concept of caring for something so beautiful, it made her feel like she has a purpose.

The phone ringing behind her desk cut off her thoughts. She dropped the pink roses she was holding and rushed to the phone.

"Hi, I'm Valentina, how can I help you?" she asked with a relatively cheerful tone. She didn’t get phone calls often, most people would just drop by. It was simpler that way. She had come to learn when people called, most of the time they had orders.

"Hi! I believe i'm calling ‘Marianna’s’?" The voice on the other side of the phone seemed to come from a woman. She sounded friendly and like she was around her age.

"That's correct,” Valentina wondered who would be calling bright and early at this time. It was unlikely to have customers this early, and rarely did she ever get phone calls. “how can I help you?"

"I actually work right beside you. Reigns Enterprises." Valentina always took notice of the large building, the building which was practically attached to her little shop. It was absolutely humongous, towering over every building in sight. She was impressed they even took notice of her building.

"Wow, really?"

"Yes! My husband’s cousin is actually the CEO," Valentina paused. She had heard of Roman Reigns. The CEO of Reigns Enterprises. She knew he was known for his hostility and hard work ethic. The voice on the other side of the phone spoke again “It's kinda his birthday, and well, we know he doesn't like to do much..so we just thought we'd order some flowers for him. Something small, but meaningful.”

"Aw! That's really sweet of you guys! Is there anything specific you'd like?" A big company like Reigns Enterprises ordering flowers meant a lot. If she made a good impression, the possibility of them ordering again would be likely. "Not at all, we know absolutely nothing about flowers! But, just one small favour, would you mind dropping the flowers off here? I know you may be busy but the streets out are kinda dead.”

Valentina glanced outside, the streets really were dead empty, no one in sight. Plus, it'd be cool to drop off flowers to such a professional company. "You know what, sure!"

"Just tell the people at the front, Naomi ordered flowers. I'll let them know too in case."

Hanging up the phone, Valentina skipped around her shop putting together the best bouquet she could. Grabbing a mix of red and pink roses, she tied it up the bouquet, and locked up her shop. Within less than a minute Valentina was walking into the absolutely humongous, slightly intimidating building.

The interior Reigns Enterprises was nicer then the exterior, if even possible. Valentina could even see her reflection coming off the spotless white floor. She approached the two female sectaries, who gave her a look up and down.

She blushed as she remembered her dress wasn't exactly appropriate to wear in a place like Reigns Enterprises. She smiled kindly before beginning to speak.

"Hi! I'm Val-"

"Yeah, we know, the flower girl. Head on up to the the last floor. Last door in the left hallway." The secretary was straight forward, she had a pair of large square glasses on, with an oversized yellow blouse. She had a look of disapproval on her face. A small frown came across Valentina's face, but was quickly covered up by smile.

She stood in the large elevator with the flowers tucked under her right arm. Following instructions she was headed to the top floor, nervously smiling the few employees that would hop on and off the elevator at each floor.

Knocking on the two large doors, Valentina awaited to finally meet Naomi. Instead what she didn't expect was male voice to respond in a "What?" that sounded so ever bothered.

Valentina gulped softly, before opening the door slowly. There sat a man, an undeniably handsome man, his hair slicked back perfectly, a suit the hugged his seemingly perfect body, and she couldn’t ignore the bothered look spread across his face.

She hadn’t realized she was staring at him, he looked at her dumbfounded. She fiddled with her fingers nervously, speaking in a small voice.

"Hi, i'm Valentina. I'm here to drop off the flowers that were ordered." The man looked at her intently. His face began turning a bright shade of pink, alongside his ears, indicating one thing, anger. “What fucking flowers? I didn't order anything."

"I got a call- They told me-"

"Well, I didn't fucking call. How stupid are you? Do you know who I am?" Valentina was visibly taken back by his sudden lash out. Her cheeks began to heat up of embarrassment. She hadn’t been exposed to this behaviour for…awhile now.

"No..I don't know who you are.." she whispered nervously while staring at the floor. He scowled darkly.

"I own the fucking building your standing in." His voice oozed pure confidence. Valentina peered up at him, as it all clicked. Who else would have a large office at the very top of the building? Roman Reigns.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I believe I was supposed to drop these off to someone by the name of Naomi," Pure fear overcame Valentina's body, wondering if the stories shes heard of this man were true. His brows furrowed slightly. In attempt to be respectful she began to address the reason she was sent here in the first place. "Happy Birthday by the wa-"

"That's it! That's fucking it! Get the fuck out of my office!" His hands slammed harshly on his desk. Valentina's body shook in surprise. She didn't expect that. Tears came to her eyes out of pure shock. She dropped the flowers on the floor and she could feel the tears coming.

Without second thought she ran out of his office, scrambling to the emergency exit staircase. Running down the steps, she left the building, heading back to her own shop. She couldn't believe people were actually so mean.

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"Roman! I can't believe you acted that way! She seemed so sweet!" And beautiful Roman thought to himself. He couldn't believe Naomi actually ordered flowers for him. He rubbed his temples for what felt like the 100th time today.

He was just having a frustrating day, and took it all out on the girl who was told by his dumbass secretaries to come up to his office. He could see the way her eyes watered when he yelled at her. The guilt was now all settling in while Naomi was telling him off.

"I want you to go down there, right now and apologize." Roman chuckled at her words. "In your fucking dreams." Naomi looked at Jimmy for back up. Jimmy scoffed, before then taking notice of Naomi’s very serious look.

"C'mon Uce. Ole girl really did seem nice. Naomi had her on speakerphone. She seems real passionate bout her job." Roman looked daggers his way, while Jimmy looked at the floor, stifling his laugh. Jey, sat on the sofa, also trying not to crack up.

Roman could still vividly remember the way her pretty brown eyes were full of warmth. And how sad they looked after he acted like a goddamn nutcase.

She was beautiful either way though. That was one of the first things he noticed about her. Her beautiful eyes, the way they looked so soft and kind, her soft full lips, and her perfect figure. She was undeniably beautiful.

"I'm not taking no for an answer, Roman." Naomi spoke like she could get Roman out of his seat to go apologize. But, he also knew she wouldn't stop bickering to him about it till he did so. If there was one thing about Naomi, it was that she’s determined. Roman admired the hustle, but also got pissed off time to time.

"Fine," he spoke gruffly. "Don't expect me to fucking mean it though."

"I'll come with you, uce." Jey spoke his eyes moving from his phone to Roman. "Anything to get away from Sami ass."

The pair began to leave the room, Roman moving as fast as he could to just get this dumb shit over with. Jey however taking his sweet time, slightly causing Roman to want to yell at him.

“Her name is Valentina by the way!” Naomi called out as they left the room. A stunning name for a stunning woman, Roman thought to himself.

Roman and Jey both looked up at the girlish flower shop. It was called 'Marianna’s" the whole place was decked out in colour. How fucking ironic. Roman did wonder how the name ‘Marianna’s’ applied to her. Naomi called her Valentina, so this definitely resonated elsewhere.

"Let's do this, fast."

The door of the flower shop was so small, Roman swore if he straightened out he would have a fucking concussion from the short ass doorway. The smell of fresh flowers was all over the small shop. He saw the familiar girl sitting on a crate, sorting out the different coloured roses laid across the floor.

He couldn't seem to ignore the small frown on her face. The frown he may have had something to do with. He didn't know why, but that made his heart twitch. The fuck.

"Hey, sweetheart." Jey spoke slyly catching Valentinas attention. She softly smiled, her plump lips pressing against each other. "Hi, anything I can do to help you?"

Roman didn't know why, but he didn't like Jey talking to her. Calling her sweetheart and shit. That wasn't his place to do so. She got up from the crate she was sitting on and walked towards Jey. She then realized he wasn't exactly alone.

Her eyes moved from Jey to Roman, her smiling dropping. "My big cousin wants to apologize to you.." Jey started talking. Her eyes widened slightly. Roman moved a few steps towards her, maintaining eye contact.

"I'm sorry for speaking to you the way I did..it's- it’s just been a rough day, that's all." He spoke in an exhausted tone. He truly was exhausted. Always being in his office, and living off of 4-5 hours of sleep wouldn’t exactly make him the happiest person.

Her small smile reappeared as she nodded her head understandingly. "It's okay, I get it. We all have those days."

For some reason that made Roman feel even worse. He knows damn well if someone spoke to him that way he’d be pissed the fuck off, but she was so easily forgiving. It made him feel like shit all over again.

She was naive. He could read people well, and knew she was the type to forgive and forget too easily. He realized his anger had slightly simmered down too.

He nodded his head at her before turning around to leave. That's when he realized Jey wasn't moving. He was in a trance staring at her, with a small smile playing on his lips. She giggled when Roman pulled him back roughly by his shoulder catching his attention.

"Time to go. Now." Roman once again didn’t know why, but he felt angry all over again that Jey was looking at her like that. Like he wanted her. He doesn't even fucking know her.

The two left the shop walking back to the building.

"Don't try no shit with her." Jey looked surprised by Roman's tone. He sounded almost possessive. "Why not? You like her?" Jey said half jokingly half serious. His big cousin has never told him off regarding anything to do with a girl. Roman looked at him with a small scowl.

"Fuck no. Just don't try no shit." He spoke with a unwavering voice. He sounded convincing. "Aight, Uce. You got my word.”

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The last thing Valentina expected from Roman was a apology. More surprisingly, a seemingly genuine apology. Her thoughts were cut off again by the door opening. This time a beautiful woman, a woman with a dark complexion walked through the doors of her shop.

"Hi, I'm Naomi. We spoke over the phone," Valentina was now also wondering what Naomi was doing here. “I’m also here to apologize for that whole misunderstanding. I shoulda been more clear with the secretaries instead of sending you straight to Roman’s office.”

Valentina did not expect that. Her eyes widene, not exactly knowing how to respond. “Oh um- that’s totally okay! Mistakes happen.”

Naomi walks towards her, leaning onto a table. “I just thought i’d come here to chill for a bit, feels good to actually interact with a female. I’m stuck with stupid men alllll day long.”

Valentina giggled softly before she decided to switch topics out of curiosity. “Was the man that came here with Roman your husband?”

Naomi laughed loudly. “No, that’s actually his twin brother, Jey.” Twins? “My husbands name is Jimmy.” Naomi looked at Valentina before beginning to speak again.

“You know what, tomorrow head on over to the building, and bring some of your pretty flowers,” Her eyes danced across the shop taking everything in. “You can help me decorate for the business dinner we’re hosting. We don't need anything super crazy, maybe just a little something to make the atmosphere look a little…happier.”

Valentina thought it through. It didn’t seem like a bad idea, and Naomi’s right, some female interaction even for her would be nice. “Sounds good, i’ll be there!"

Naomi smiled pleased, she stood up straight and walked to the door. “Be there 9 on the dot! See ya, Val!”

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Walking into the same building that almost had her shedding tears, Valentina felt a wave of anxiety in her stomach. She had her rolling stand full of boxes with all sorts of flowers and decorations.

She was almost..scared? Not necessarily scared of the people, just the situation. Roman.

He’s all that’s been on her mind. The way he was utterly upset with her, but also genuinely apologized to her.

Maybe he wasn’t as bad as he seemed?

This time Valentina didn’t bother approaching the secretaries. Naomi texted her to inform security would just let her in, and she could go straight to her office.

Walking in, there Naomi stood laughing with two men. Twins. The man with the shorter hair who she recognized to be the man who came with Roman yesterday. And the other man with longer hair, hair that was coloured half red, that was obviously Naomi’s husband.

“H-hi..” Making her presence aware.

The trio all turned to look over with smiles on their faces. Valentina took in how similar the twins looked, hair being a way to tell them apart.

“Yay, you’re here!” A smiling Naomi walked over linking arms with Valentina.

“This is my husband Jimmy,” Naomi pointed at the man with long hair. Jimmy smiled kindly at her, with a small wave. “Wudup?!” Valentina could already tell Jimmy was a ball of energy. “And this is Jey, my brother in law.”

Jey seemed to be a little more serious. But a smile formed on his face nonetheless, added alongside a small nod.

“Aight! Let’s start then!”

While working on putting the meeting together, Valentina couldn’t ignore the way Jey kept on staring at her. Jey would stare at her for minutes on end, looking like he was trying to figure her out. It almost gave her a weird feeling in her tummy. She didn’t know if she liked him staring at her or not.

However, within 30 minutes, the four of them had the meeting room looking happier, more alive. Naomi had a look of proudness on her face. “We did a pretty good job.”

“Damn straight. Wait till Roman sees this he’s gonna be impres-”

The door behind them opened abruptly. Turning around, there Roman stood. Valentina took notice in his perfectly pulled back hair, and his sleek black suit. He looked…well..like a business man.

“You guys did a pretty good job,” Roman glanced around the room, with almost a hint of impression on his face. Valentina wanted to impress him.

Unaware of the fact he was staring almost directly at her. Valentina’s cheeked turned a warm shade of pink as she broke eye contact. She could still feel his eyes on her and as she looked down at the floor.

“O-Okay, i’m gonna head out..”

“I’ll walk you ou-” Jey was cut off by Roman. “No. I’ll walk you out.”

A scowl appeared on Jey’s face which was quickly followed by his fists clenching, then unclenching. Roman took notice immediately, barking, “Is there a fucking problem?”

“Nah, Uce. No problem at all.”

Naomi and Jimmy shared worried glances taking in the situation. Jey was a hothead, and Roman was just…well, Roman. Roman had an amused look on his face, with a small smirk playing on his lips. He always got what he wanted.

Everyone knew the cousins could get along well enough, and in the blink eye turn into each others fucking enemies. Its just the way Roman and Jey have always been. No one questioned it. There was no need to. It’d been this way since they were kids.

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Walking into the elevator together, Valentina couldn’t help but notice the strong masculine scent coming off Roman. He smelt…expensive.

“Ya’ll did a good job, I can give you that.” His tone wasn’t hostile like yesterday. He sounded like a genuine normal person.

Valentina always loved hearing positive feedback from people regarding her job. This was definitely something she would not be taking lightly. The Roman Reigns just told her he was impressed with her work.

Her cheeks once again felt heated as she replied hesitantly. “Thank you…it..means a lot.”

“How long you been into flowers?” Valentina surely didn’t expect Roman to keep the conversation going. It was unlike him to.

“Well…my grandma introduced me to more so gardening. We used to plant all sorts of flowers though. When I was younger i’d always help her garden in our backyard. Every summer it was all we’d do.” Valentina felt a wave of emotion come through her. Eyes watering at the thought of her favourite person, Valentina felt so suddenly small and vulnerable. “I miss her so much..”

Roman’s eyes softened at her words. He stared at her as he debated on how to reply. He wasn’t all too good with this feelings shit. “I understand…loss is hard on everyone,” Debating if he should continue speaking, he settled on not being a total dick. “Everyday it gets easier and easier. I promise. Can I ask when your grandmother passed?”

Valentina eyes widened in surprise to Roman’s reaction. She didn’t expect any comfort from him. And especially not a follow up question. Today was completely full of surprises.

She smiled softly at the thought of her grandma. The kindest, most caring, and beautiful person to ever grace her in life.

“She passed away about 3 months ago. She had just turned 83. I actually opened this flower shop in honour of her. She taught me all about flowers and gardening.”

Roman nodded his head, with an unreadable look on his face. “Shit, so her death was recent. I’m not surprised you’re still upset about it. It was recent. But, like I said, day by day, shit does get easier.”

A smile spread across Valentine's face. Roman couldn't help but softly smile back at her. This damn girl was contagious. He didn't know why but a smile on her face, made him feel....at ease?

The elevator opening stopped Romans thoughts. He moved aside for her to step out first. He didn't know why but he felt the need to be kind to her. Poor girl owned a small flower shop, and looks like she’d cry is anyone raised their voice at her. He had some lingering guilt in him from his little breakdown he had yesterday.

Walking out the doors of the elevator, Valentina couldn't help but notice the nasty side eyes the same secretaries were giving her. She never liked have eyes on her, and felt herself becoming nervous.

Breathing out as they finally leave the building, Valentina goes to thank Roman. "I really appreciate your advice," she truly did. He obviously seemed to know what he’s talking about. It couldn’t help but to cross Valentina’s mind if Roman has ever lost anyone that meant a lot to him. Nonetheless she replies in a simple way. “And you’re right. Day by day things do get easier."

Roman nodded with a small smile on his face. Walking to the front of Valentina’s flower shop, Roman planted his feet, eyes lingering from the bottom of the shop, to the top.

“I’ll give to you. You’ve done a pretty good job with the place already. I see people walking round here with flowers all the time recently,” Valentina blushed profusely over his praise.

His eyes moved back to her, he looked unsure of what to say next, but spoke with confidence nonetheless. “Tell you what, if you need any business advice, or even someone to talk to, you know where to find me.”

He was so bold. Valentina could barely respond with the mixed emotions coming over her. She barely mumbled out a quiet “thank you,” before smiling softly, staring at the floor. “I appreciate it.”

Roman nodded his head, his eyes moving over her once more before he turned around, walking back to his building, leaving her with a bundle of emotions to unpack.

all likes and reblogs are appreciated!! i’d love to hear everyone’s thoughts! i hope everyone enjoyed chapter 1 💗💗

[kings-highway]

hi i don’t know if you’ve seen this already but i saw it and immediately needed to show it to someone who would understand.

lowkey could possibly be warped into a soulmates tattoo au

look it too me a while to decide how to respond to this because I couldn't decide what joke I wanted to make but I eventually settled on making no jokes and writing this instead. and rest assured there were many jokes I wanted to make

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The joke, Ushijima had come to learn, was relatively misogynistic. He had not been aware, when people had first laughed when they saw the messy, scribbling Miss Kitty faces over his wrists, that it was at the subject matter rather than the circumstances. He had apologized for the lack of professionalism, but in a world with shared skin, everyone was pretty forgiving of what someone might have drawn on. Especially someone who hadn't met his soulmate.

The rest of the team doesn't really try and explain it to him. Semi halfheartedly explains that seeing such a big guy covered in what is effectively a little girl's obsession is generally amusing to people - they're laughing at him for having to interact with the media at all. He, after all, is a big, strong man, and should not be around the cute little cartoon.

They make judgements on his soulmate. They call her Miss Kitty and make jabs about what kind of girl she is - she probably wears a lot of fluffy skirts, and cat-ear headbands, and pink and bows. He nods along with this, until he realizes that they are making fun of him - and his soulmate - again.

"Because it would be funny for someone like me to be with someone like that?" Ushijima tries, and Semi has to think about it for a moment before saying: "No, more like... it's cliche. A big, strong guy like you, volleyball superstar, falling for a cute little pastel chick in a short skirt? Well, it's just a little... you know."

Ushijima does not know.

The Miss Kitty obsession is weird, though. He tries to hide it not from shame or guilty - he can barely comprehend why it's funny in the first place - but because he wants to protect her. He thinks, maybe, if she is trying to connect with him over something that she likes, he does not want anyone mocking her for it. So he covers it up, as much as he can, when everyone else is around, just to be safe.

In the evenings, though, late at night, if he stays up that long, he can see it get rubbed off. It works quickly, the way they fade, so he can imagine the girl scrubbing at her arms until they're red, as if she's angry at them. He feels bad.

Maybe she is being made fun of. Maybe she is ashamed of her own interests - maybe she feels bad for him. He tries to make her feel better, by using a pen to carefully draw the cat's face on the inside of his wrist. What he gets back is a garbled, messy set of disconnected lines, and a question mark. That's what happens when someone tries to write words. Like a bad connection. But he knows what the poor girl is asking.

Where are you?

His care in disguising the marks are not infallible, however, and eventually they have to play on a live stage, he has to put on his volleyball uniform. He had tried to tell her - he'd drawn the little volleyball over and over on his wrist, drawing a little camera, trying to tell her that he would be visible to the whole world. He doesn't know how to tell her that they laugh at her, that they think she's stupid and immature and too feminine. That those are, apparently, bad qualities. It doesn't work, though. If anything, actually, they get even worse, almost as if she's daring the world to judge her.

He smiles at that - he cannot help it.

And he tries not to hear the whispers of his team. It's not so bad, actually - there are a handful of guys who haven't met their soulmates that have designs drawn up their arm, mostly hearts and other things - the four-leafed clover, a popular pictogram way of saying 'good luck' where words weren't allowed.

He knows the camera can pick up the weird little marks on his arm, he knows the announcers will be curious, and he knows, for sure, that there will be some kind of news article circulating in volleyball circuits about his cute little soulmate and her childish obsession. He hopes they are kind to her.

But staring or no, it doesn't affect his game. They manage to pull through with the win, and retreat to the locker room to cheer and celebrate and talk about going out for drinks. Ushijima agrees to go along, pulling on his street clothes and jacket and tucking the Miss Kitty marks safely away, but - there's a new one. He must not have noticed, in the heat of the game, that his soulmate had scrubbed clean a patch on her their skin, and replaced the Miss Kitty designs with a winking smiley face. That was new.

He hides it anyway, not wanting to deal with the gossip of his teammates, and hurries to follow them outside and take the short walk over to the bar that they liked.

"Ushijima Wakatoshi."

It's a voice he's never heard before. He turns, frowning, as he lets his eyes take in the tall, lanky, rather odd looking young man, lips curled in a self satisfied sneer, eyes heavy. He is... weird, Ushijima decides. He does not hold himself like most people do.

"Can I help you?"

"You are not an easy man to track down," he adds, before tugging up the sleeve of his own jacket, holding out his arm so that Ushijima could see the winking face on the inside of his wrist, the surrounding skin littered with fading Miss Kitty designs.

Oh.

Wait-

"You are not what people said you would be," Ushijima says, quickly, trying to reconcile the expectation that an obsession with Miss Kitty must surely equal a young, cute woman with a penchant for childish toys. This man was as tall as he was, and dressed down, rather lazily. Ushijima would not have guessed him to be his soulmate, based on that. "You're... you're the person who's obsessed with Miss Kitty? I assumed you'd be a woman."

"Ah," the man says, clicking his tongue. "Sorry about that one, yeah... How else was I supposed to find you? Everyone in the world is wandering around with hearts and clovers and pretty designs on their arms. I needed to make sure I could identify you, even from afar. And I like the stupid cat, sue me."

"I would not sue you over this," Ushijima replies, alarmed immediately.

"Wh-what? No! I just meant-" and his soulmate breaks into a cackling sort of laugh that Ushijima quite likes the sound of. He seems thoroughly caught off guard by his sincerity in the matter. He wanders closer still, and holds out his hand. "Tendou Satori," he says. "Thanks for giving me a warning about the volleyball game, wouldn't have thought to check sports coverage otherwise."

Ushijima reaches to take his hand. "Thank you for trying so hard to find me."

"Eh. Selfish reasons for doing that."

"I'm still grateful for it. I'm... on my way to meet up with my team, celebrate the victory... would you like to come? I have a feeling that they are all going to be very... very interested in meeting you."

"Oh? Well who am I to deny. Lead the way."

[fafodill]

I don’t vibe with the golddigger!Lily headcanon because (unlike Severus or even Petunia) she doesn’t ever need to proactively, well, dig. She lives a charmed life for like 18 years! There’s a war going on where her people are the target of an evil murdercult that a decent 25% of her school supports and Severus snapping at her seems to be the first and only time she’s even remotely targeted for her blood status! Everyone loves her! Voldemort himself is willing to let her walk away! 

… so no, I don’t think she ever thought about whether she was doing the same thing as Severus before she died, because she died at 21 and that is well before any your-experiences-aren’t-universal brain development tends to kick in. Maybe in an AU where she lives to actual adulthood and has to come to terms with how lucky she’s been? But I think her “sin” here, such as it were, is naivety, not hypocrisy or some sort of secret hidden cruelty tbh. She’s just a kid and her life is wonderful until it’s horrible and then she’s murdered.

Which is to say, I do think she’s exactly as nice as she presents herself to be! It’s not a lack of love or compassion that’s the issue, she has love and compassion and willingness to forgive and believe in people’s better natures in spades! It’s a complete lack of context and understanding that makes her a both a fairly realistic teenager and a godawful friend to poor Severus, who needs a functional adult on his side rather than a 16 year old who’s engaging with his life-or-death situation through the lens of petty schoolyard disagreements because that’s all she’s ever known. Harry does similar things in the opposite direction when he interprets relatively normal interactions as preludes to violence due to his abusive upbringing, right, this is the kid who reacts to “Professor Flitwick, can I borrow Wood?” with the sincere belief he is going to be beaten with a cane.

(I also think Lily died without knowing the truth about the prank, and that’s part of the reason why the Marauders ditched Remus after graduation. And I think she never wondered about it even for a moment, even though she would be absolutely horrified if she found out.)

she has love and compassion and willingness to forgive and believe in people’s better natures in spades.

Well she clearly doesn't tho, does the? If she did, she would have surely been able to forgive Severus or at least take half a step back, get her head out of her ass and realize he was being horribly manhandled at that moment. For heavens's sake, he had been restrained, choked with soap and hung upside down, 4 vs 1! She was entitled to feeling hurt but if she so self-centered as to think that what he had told her compared to what he had just been subjected to, then it says a lot about 1) how normalized it was to see him being hurt and 2) how entitled and sensitive she is.

She smiled.

To me it clearly indicated that they had grown apart in a significant way already because if she considered him her friend still, she would have hexed James, she would have tried way harder to help Severus and she would certainly not have smiled. The smile AND the insult she hits him back with afterwards aren't things that occurred in her mind for the first time. Had she not smiled, I would be willing to think that calling her Snivellus (AND insulting his underpants - which she's aware - VERY AWARE - that he's poor as fuck) was just her being a hurt teen and wanting to hurt him back in the same way that he had just done. But she had to suppress a SMILE beforehand, and that's just vile and revealing. I would be horrified if a friend of mine was treated this way, I would yell and ask for a teacher and attack the bullies. And she was popular! She had some leverage AND James was in love with her (and she knew that). She was a good witch, she could have done something, ANYTHING!

But no, she suppressed and smile and then insulted him and I firmly believe that it means that she had started laughing at him behind his back for a little while already. Maybe reluctantly. Maybe to fit in, but also because she did find him kinda lame. And that maybe she was already planning to cut ties with him but didn't have a good enough reason. The insult was the perfect excuse.

She is Petunia's sister.

They both married super young an older guy who was of higher status and both became mothers right away. They still had the same background and education and it shows. And they are both capable of cruelty, this scene is the proof of it.

In your next sentence you say she lacks 'context and understanding' which explains her attitude towards Severus but what do you even mean here, lack of context? What context? She was aware that he has been bullied for 5 years already. Even if Severus had tried to hide some from her because he was ashamed, James and Sirius still were definitely not hiding it and she was in the same House as them.

I'm willing to admit that she was 16 and self-centered. But it's not because you're 16 that you're necessarily an asshole. But you're right here: she did not have remotely as much problems as Severus. But I think she didn't want to be associated with him anymore. She was a rising little star compared to him (socially) and she must have been quite happy about it - that's fair.

But coming from a modest background and turning your back on your dirt-poor friend - while sadly understandable because as a teen she just wanted to fit in and let her old life behind - is still extremely shitty.

I think her “sin” here, such as it were, is naivety, not hypocrisy or some sort of secret hidden cruelty tbh. She’s just a kid and her life is wonderful until it’s horrible and then she’s murdered.

She's not naive. She choose to look the other way. She gaslit him by calling him obsessed with his bullies - that he wanted gone from the school for very valid reasons - because she herself liked them and appreciated the attention she got from James. To her, Severus must have felt like a sourpuss looser who wasn't making any efforts. She didn't want to admit that he was struggling against things way bigger than them (blood and social status and also lookism). It's not naivety, it IS hypocrite. How convenient for her to judge him when she got into the 'good House' and is pretty and not as poor as him?

Look, to me, taking away from Lily the fact that she did turn her back on Severus even before SWM is taking away from her character. She's not an angel. She's not the devil either but I do think it says a lot that she's Petunia's sister and that she married James Fleamont Potter of all people.

She was young. They all were. But you can be young and still feel compassion towards others and acknowledged their difficulties - even if you don't plan on remaining friends with them.

[craske]

Do you think White Lilly cookie might benefit from talking to someone else who also explicitly knows what she knows? I did find it ironic that Gingerbrave who literally escaped a fate of being eaten shortly after coming into this world was right there but since he is a kid she never breached the subject outright and he never really mentioned it either bc he never really has a reason to (and considering he explicitly denied the plate thing in front of DE bc he didn't want Custard III to be upset-) and while it seemed to still comfort her I do not think she got that he knew. The thing is. There is no way Shadow Milk doesn't know at this point. Or at least it is highly improbable. Let's assume he does because In fact he might be the worst person to have a talk about the delicious nature of cookiekind with but I also think he (the dejammed version) and White Lily must have an encounter that ends in this talk and it proceeds to suck so much for both of them. And also for character development reasons.

ohhh thats a fun one!! considering what lily thinks of shadow milk in this au (rip elder faerie), them having something in common would be unbearable to her. and vice versa, honestly.

i like to think the witches that baked the beasts were from the coven that is shown in cr:twc, meaning they were benevolent and cared about their creations. however shit hit the fan and now theyre gone. and youre right, as the fallen fount of knowledge he simply has to know, probably found out relatively quickly. and i can see them talking about it at some point.

while it would take a Long time for them to interact for the first time since he fell, and by that time shadow milk wouldve mellowed out ever so slightly, it still wouldnt start off good, probably with some pretty foul teasing. after all, there is a LOT of grudge to hold here, the death of the guardian, tormenting pure vanilla and overall the chaos in the faerie kingdom on one side, then further imprisonment and direct connection to the dark enchantress on the other side. but i believe they would finally find some sort of understanding, the burden of knowledge that corrupts, but also the constant need to seek it and all that. maybe they could even reach and shaky understanding perhaps? thats possible, they are both insatiable seekers of knowledge. and i think, that while not even slightly as forgiving and accepting as pure vanilla, white lily would see herself ever so slightly in shadow milk, his fall from grace and [although hed be denying that] the effort of trying to crawl back up. and while i dont think he would spare any sort of comforting words regarding the true nature of cookies, i think that. maybe in the brief moment of ""weakness"" he would mention that not all witch covens see their creations like that. then walks away like squidward before white lily even thinks of asking him to elaborate

[pinkthrone445]

-Abbott's house- Part 2

Part 1

Pairing:Melissa Schemmenti x Reader

Gender:Fluff, funny, soft

Warnings:none(?) future smut

Summary:The district gives the school the idea of spending a month living together to strengthen bonds, you never thought that would change your relationship with some so much.

Hi! This is an interactive story, if some thinks about something funny that one of the people of Abbott would be like to do, and you would like me to introduce it in the second part of the fic, you can leave it on the comments. I hope you like this part! Thanks for your coments!

It had been a couple of days since you had slept with Melissa, and instead of you stopping thinking about it as time went on, your desire to sleep with her again and feel her warmth near you only grew, it had been years since you had had such a perfect and peaceful night's sleep.

When the weekend came, some planned to go home on their days off to visit relatives, Barbara would see her husband again, and Mr. Johnson would see a son he had, which you were very surprised to learn that he was a father. Mel decided to stay since she had nothing else to do, just like you, Jacob, Janine, and Gregory. Ava said she was going to see her boyfriend and that it was forbidden to enter her room.

Jacob, Janine, and Gregory planned to go to a bar, but you didn't feel like it, so you decided to make other plans. Mel didn't want to leave you alone, so she decided to stay with you without knowing what she was getting into.

As night came, you started to pack your bag to go out, Mel sat on her bed watching what you were doing

-"Are you going to tell me where we're going to go?" - she asked, and you shook your head, laughing at her annoyed face

-"To a mall that I saw online..."-You muttered, hiding the true purpose, Mel decided to go along with you even though she knew you were lying.

When everything was ready, the two of you got into Melissa's car, you gave her the address, and you let her drive.

When you arrived at the location you gave her, the two of you got out of the car and she didn't hesitate to take your hand, which made you smile as you felt how well your hand fit hers and how her warmth always balanced your cold hands.

-"This doesn't look like a mall, I'm afraid you'll abandon me here..."-She muttered and you laughed, it wasn't a mall, but if you told her where you were going, maybe she wouldn't want to, yso you wanted to save yourself that trouble. As she entered the building, Mel understood why you had been so vague with what you were telling her. It was a skating rink, which she didn't know how to do and probably would have refused to come if you had told her, but seeing your excited face to be there, she decided to stay.

-"Let's go rent some skates!" - You screamed and tugged at her hand. Once ready, you entered the skate rink but the redhead wouldn't let go of your hand-"Do you want me to get you a walker to help you keep your balance?" - You asked truthfully and she shook her head laughing out of nervousness and embarrassment

-"I'm not a child, I can do it alone" -she muttered stubborn

-"If you say so" - You let go of her hand and started skating around her , twirling and doing little pirouettes

-"How are you so good at ice skating?" - She murmured in surprise and annoyed without moving from the spot, she looked like a cat near the water with how tense she was

-"A friend taught me... It's nice, give it a try!" - You screamed excitedly and skated a little farther away from her

-"Don't abandon me, please" - She whispered, embarrassed that she couldn't take a single step alone

-"I thought you could do it alone... Do you want me to push you?" - You asked with wickedness in your laughing voice, if your face was an emoji at that moment, it would be the devil smiling

-"No! Don't even think about it! I'll take off my skates and kick your ass... Come here and hold my hand" -She demanded and you came over laughing and let her put her hands around your arm, starting to skate gently with her

-"Thank you for coming with me Mel... I know this is not your first choice of activity... But I love to skate and I wanted to share it with you... Form a good memory together" - You whispered and felt her grip on your arm grow tighter

-"It's okay, it's more fun than I thought... Besides I like knowing what you like and what you don't... Like scary movies, maybe I'll use that to my advantage while we're here so we have to sleep together again" - She joked and you laughed a little, blushing.

For a while the two skated talking about a couple of things, sharing anecdotes and jokes until it was time to close so you had to leave. You carefully guided Mel, who hadn't let go of your arm in all this time, to the edge of the rink and made her sit down so she could remove her skates. Carefully you knelt in front of her and untied the shoelaces

-"I can do it hon" - She murmured, looking at you and you nodded

-"I know you can do it, but I want to help you anyway"-You responded by carefully removing her skates and putting her shoes on, when you looked up, the redhead was looking at you with something hidden behind her eyes, a look you couldn't quiet decipher, it was as if her gaze let out words that her lips couldn't say yet.

-"Thanks hon" - She whispered with a different tone in her voice, one you hadn't heard before

-"You are welcome Mel..."-You whispered as well, mesmerized by her eyes. After a few more seconds, you cleared your throat looking away from her and changed your own shoes.

The return home was peaceful, the comfortable silence was filled by soft music as you looked at the street lights with a smile that you couldn't wipe off your face.

-"Are you okay hon?" - Mel's voice brought you back to the present, and you nodded

-"Yes... It was a beautiful night, I enjoyed it a lot... It's been a while since I've had such a good time, I wish nights like this lasted a little longer..."-You muttered without thinking and looked out the window again after smiling at her

-"We're in no hurry to go home" - She replied and you looked at her confused

-"What do you mean?" -You frowned more

-"I mean the night isn't over yet, are you hungry? - She consulted smiling at you and you nodded

-"I could eat"-You answered, and at that very moment, the redhead changed the course she was driving in and headed to a drive-thru to order food. Without consulting you, she ordered your favorite food as if she had known it for years, which surprised you, then she ordered for herself and paid-"How do you know what my favorite food is?" - You asked, still surprised, and she laughed

-"Because I pay attention to you, whenever you bring this food to work, you do a little dance of happiness"-she muttered and you blushed. Instead of giving you your food on the spot, she kept driving to a secluded spot where there were almost no lights.

-"Mel? What are we doing? Are you going to give me my last meal and then you're going to kill me?" - You joked and she laughed, shaking her head

-"No...I just want you to keep enjoying the night" - The redhead opened the glass of the car ceiling and told you to look through it, as there were no lights nearby, the stars were seen in their maximum splendor and the moon looked bigger than ever. Mel took the food and gave you your share smiling-"Enjoy" - She whispered, caressing your hand and you stopped seeing the sky to see her in her eyes

-"Perfection..."-You whispered, not quite sure if you meant it because of the beauty of the stars or because of her beauty, everything was perfect, specially her.

As you ate, music played softly in the background, your chest brimming with calm and happiness.

When you finished, a soft and fresh air began to run, as the roof was open, a shiver ran through your body. Mel carefully leaned back your seat and hers and then covered you with her coat, the position you were in, was perfect for continuing to gaze at the stars. The redhead grabbed her cell phone, put it in the car and started playing your favorite series and then leaned back in her seat again. Silently and delicately you reached for her hand and intertwined your fingers with hers without saying anything else, the caresses she began to give in your hand, relaxed you even more.

From the moment you arrived at that house you didn't know what was going on, but you liked to enjoy the attention that Mel gave you. At school you were friends, but not to this point of trust that you were having right now.

When the second episode started, the redhead noticed that you had fallen asleep holding her hand, smiled at how cute you looked, stopped the series that was playing. She carefully buckled you up and then drove slowly home.

When you got home, Melissa saw that Jacob's car was already at the driveway, meaning they already had comeback from the club.

You were deep asleep in the passenger seat, lying and facing the same side that Mel was driving, the redhead turned off the car and stared at you for a few seconds, your breathing was calm and you looked happy even in your sleep, your lips were slightly parted and your hand was touching slightly her leg. You looked so peaceful and beautiful, your lips soft, soft, plump and ready to kiss. The redhead began to lean gently towards you, almost brushing her lips against yours. Your breath tickled her face as she checked to see if you were really asleep. When she was about to connect her lips with yours, Jacob ran out of the house smiling in relief at the sight of Melissa's car, the young man glued himself to the window of the car screaming, not knowing that you were asleep because of the tinted windows

-"Melissa! Help us! Jeannine it's trying to cook!!"-His screams caused you to wake up scared and startled, almost hitting Melissa because of how close she was to you

-"Hey! Hey hon, it's okay, you're safe, it's just Jacob being Jacob" - The redhead took your hands gently and caressed them, making you soothe a little, then she kissed your forehead and the tip of your nose making you laugh a little lost and sleepy-"That's it... That's better sweetheart... Jacob we will be there in a minute" - she told your housemate and helped you put on her jacket before getting out of the car with you.

Upon entering, Mel thought you were going straight to the room to continue sleeping, but instead you stayed by her side

-"Don't you want to sleep anymore? When I'm done cooking something for them, I'll go to the room... I don't want to risk Janine burning down the house for trying to cook..." - She murmured and you laughed as you sat at the counter watching her cook

-"I'll wait for you, I don't like to be in the room alone" - You murmured and hugged yourself with the redhead's jacket you were wearing, taking advantage and breathing in her perfume.

While Mel cooked, she would treat you to small bites on your lips to get your opinion on whether there was anything more to the plate. When the food was ready, you and Mel went to the dorm room. Mel was about to lie down on her bed when she heard your soft voice inviting her to sleep with you, which she couldn't say no to and crossed over to your bed hugging you and giving you warmth, helping you sleep better.

[quipxotic]

Why can't it be both? Why can't the Wildmother's visitation with Orym be both loving and manipulative? We know the gods are looking for champions because of the current situation (see the events with the Crown Keepers), but also the Wildmother has been offering support to Orym for a while now so it's probably not just about the current fight against Ludinus.

What actually happened in c3e104? When Orym asks about Aeor, the Wildmother shows him a vision of the deaths of two of the gods to (in my interpretation at least) convey the pantheon's (and her own) fear about that situation, with the implication that that fear impacted their actions with Aeor and drives them forward now. And when that vision hurts Orym, she offers her love and some time with Will to comfort him. And then she makes his sword a vestige to help in the fight to come. All of that can be kindness and sincere love, without a demand for anything in return. But she must also know from generations of dealing with mortals that mortals given gifts and attention from a deity are more likely to fight for them than let them be destroyed.

Maybe the word "manipulation" is the problem? Maybe we should call it influence instead? After all we keep hearing that, because of the Divine Gate, the Exandrian Pantheon can't act directly in the world but they can influence people in it. So what's the difference between influence and manipulation?

Is the goddess distorting Orym's perception of reality? It doesn't seem so, in fact the vision she shows him lines up with what Bell's Hells has discovered independently. The only thing new there is how the gods felt about it, which BH could easily guess even without the vision.

Is she trying to convince him to do something he doesn't want to do? Orym has said many times he wants to stop Ludinus from releasing the God Killer and destroying the gods, which is what the gods have said via messages to their followers they want as well.

Is she being dishonest about her intentions? Given this is a vision conveyed with feelings and not words, it's hard to say this gives any additional insight as to the Wildmother's intentions beyond what we already know. But, for all that (relatively) vague messages may frustrate the person receiving them (can't help but think of FCG here), they also allow the person receiving the vision the freedom to make their own interpretation about its purpose and their own response.

But again, this is a time of crisis. Any gifts or interactions with the gods right now HAVE to come with the awareness of that crisis and how the pantheon's needs impact the interactions' timing and content. They want mortals to act in support of them right now, so this is not business as usual for the gods or the existing or potentially new faithful. I guess your mileage may vary on the manipulation vs influence divide, but for me it's a bit of a mixed bag and I'm fine with that. I can see in the Wildmother's vision both kindness and genuine love while also acknowledging (whether as a primary intent or a secondary benefit) that it also serves to encourage a goal or action that isn't about either feeling.

[xjulixred45x]

Lancelot (4Kota) with an S/o similar to Mitsuri Kanroji(KNY)...

Like, reader is probably a hybrid between human and giant, who just looks very human and so on, but has the strength of her giant relative, compressed muscle. She was probably even from some town like Benwick or even lived near the fairies.

but then she started interacting with humans and precisely because of her human appearance (very cute) they accepted her a lot. even with her colossal strength (they thought it was her magical power).

I have a idea/feeling that she would know Lancelot from his travels with Jericho at first por when he come back from his first journey, just the reader could realize his mixed descent and would constantly bug him to be her friend.

I'm not going to lie, at first Lancelot found her a little quite annoying because of her cheerfull attitude and her insistence on being friends, but when he saw her heart he could tell that she was sincere (apart from the fact that the reader would stop if it was too much for him) so he decided at least to let her be close.

reader was someone very bright! which contrasted VERY MUCH with Lancelot's serious and stoic attitude, she would talk and talk and talk to him about things that were happening in the town, something cute she saw the other day, the huge meal that the bartender served her and that she ate it all, etc

Lancelot would just sit still and listen with his typical :| face, but in reality it amuses him that reader is surprised by such everyday things.

Even if Lancelot said that the reader was "annoying" he left out actions that showed the opposite, such as showing her things he brought from his missions, showing her his "Sin" form and in general he listened to her and even gave her advice when she asked for it.

He liked having someone so sincere for so long, but he was pretty bad at saying it verbally, so he just showed it through actions. He's a tsundere kind of guy

(imagine if he gave the reader some type of garment/ornament like in that scene with Mitsuri and Obanai🥺it would be so cute).

Reader also tends to get emotional as they grow up, when she cries, she CRY A LOT, she almost scared Lancelot away when one time she came crying with him, he was ready to kill someone, but the reader had just seen a very big snake in her shed and she got scared😅 (a very common nickname of Lancelot to the reader is "cry baby" or "dork").

By the time they are teenagers, Lancelot not only tolerates the reader more, but also appreciates her a lot, not only because she sticks to him like glue, but because she is very sincere in what she thinks and says, someone he trusts will say the true.

For this reason, Lancelot is quite cautious with the people around her, even if he appreciates and loves her, he recognizes that she lacks a little understanding that not everyone is a good person, especially when she develops a certain phase of being in love.

Although Lancelot didn't spend much time in the city, he tried to give the reader "subtle" clues about which guys were worth it (almost none) and which weren't (almost all). Fortunately or unfortunately, the reader distanced herself from almost all of them except for ONE especially despicable one. But he couldn't really make her stop, so he just rolled her eyes at every mention of the boy.

Lancelot understands that the reader wants to fall in love, in the future maybe get married and start a family, but could she PLEASE stop going after guys who aren't worth it?

The breaking point occurs when THIS JERK not only rejected Reader(that was the least), but despises her for being a giant, telling her horrible things like "only a bear would marry you" and leaving the reader heartbroken.

Obviously the guy doesn't get very far, but the words cut deep into the reader, who never really saw her strength as something bad until that moment (or her big appetite, or "unfeminine" habits) and begins to wonder, is she the one wrong?

Lancelot (even though he is somewhat bad with emotions) had to interfere and not let the reader get to her head, so what if they were rare hybrids? He wouldn't change anything about how she was a reader, NOTHING, just as she wouldn't change anything about him.

It's a nice cute little moment.

If we talk about the current relationship, it is like the dynamic of "sunshine" and "sunshine protector" (better known as "if they're smile disappears YOU DISAPPEAR). or simply an odd couple. The reader tends to be gentler with him group but somewhat clumsy while Lancelot the most responsible but much less gentle...

Even if Reader knows how to fight, there is no way she can match Lancelot's level, so she is more of a rearguard fighter. It should not be taken lightly either. Believe me, Lancelot knows...

they're like:

Lancelot: someone is going to die--(reader covers his mouth with unhuman streng)

reader: OF FUN!

Lancelot and reader take full advantage of reader's ridiculous strength! either for the benefit of people (such as clearing paths or moving heavy stuck objects, for fights, etc) or for certain little jokes.

Lancelot probably encourages the reader to basically train her giant skills, just in case she has to defend the town she lives in or herself. I don't think he can teach her how to use "heavy metal" but he can definitely give some advice regarding elementary handling.

(Lancelot has been carried princess style by reader more times than the other way around, it's fun and cute to see).

Lancelot fully supports the great reader's appetite! She burns a lot of calories with her great strength, so she needs to eat a lot, if reader convinces him enough, they can compete to see who eats the most, they have a great series of ties.

when reader really fights, she's actually pretty good! Only of course, when she eventually reaches her point of greatest exhaustion, she begins to despair and thinks she is going to die😅 Lancelot tells her half jokingly/half lovingly that she is a crybaby, but that she did quite well on her own.

(by the way, only Lancelot can call the reader a crybaby, anyone else gets a hit on the back of the head).

In general, it's like the typical "opposites attract" but it's actually quite healthy✨

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[numberonetacostan]

Autistic suitcase and/or taco headcanons? Possibly humanized? HCs with them together would be cool but I kinda see a few of the (groups of) II contestants splitting off with the rest after the show, in order to meet people that they weren't literally destined to have certain relationships with... so they wouldn't interact very much, but that's okay tbh! I feel like Suitcase in particular would try and find new friends outside of the II universe - with her having gained a ton of self-cobfidence and all - while Taco would travel with Mic a lot (and Mic would have Soap on standby). I also think that Taco wouldn't change her appearance much relative to what her humanization would be based off of (just because she doesn't really mind it/care), while Suitcase would be much more willing to experiment with ribbons and non-brown shades of clothing and makeup and whatnot.

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I think they'd both enjoy having little collections, being two objects that can carry items inside themselves, I like to think it may be somewhat instinctual for them to collect things that appeal to them, yeah? So please consider some lovely parallel play in which they go to a creek and sit on the bay examining and carefully selecting pretty rocks to collect. They could even have a special little rock garden back where they're living, to keep their precious treasures.

On this note, I think a lot of their hangouts would more or less be quiet time. They don't need to talk to do something enjoyable and peaceful together, yeah? It would be a good way for the others to know to give them some space as well, that Suitcase and/or Taco are having quiet time, which means Suitcase and/or Taco needs some quiet time, so they know to just wait until they've finished whatever they're engaged in to loop them into any shenanigans.

Aside from ToF, in which Taco was playing up her villain facade, her and Suitcase have made direct eye contact maybe 3 or so times, all of which were accidental. Though I'd personally think Suitcase is more the type of dislike eye contact and feel uncomfortable while Taco doesn't really care and simply doesn't see a need for it.

This is something I've thought about outside of typing things up for this ask, but I think Taco would start mimicking Suitcase when she's started to join the group again. Suitcase is very well liked and known for being kind, Taco knows Mic wants her to be nicer, so she starts copying her behaviour. She's an actor, that's what she knows how to do. Mic never said she had to be genuinely nice after all, just nice. And if Suitcase were to pick up on it, she'd actively start hanging out with Taco more.

Hm, Suitcase who tends to get a bit too close into other objects' personal space vs Taco who gets very upset if her personal space is breached by someone she isn't close with. An issue that would sometimes result in Suitcase and Taco ending up quite a distance away from where they started a conversation, with Taco stepping back and Suitcase stepping closer, but once they became closer friends and Suitcase becomes someone Taco is willing to allow in her personal space, it's less of an issue.

[gloriousdreamerland]

Wait for me?

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Pairing: George Weasley x Ravenclawn! Fem! Reader

Warning: Bullying (not by George ofc); Insecurities; Bad english and bad writing (really bad);

Words: 3.3K

Autor notes: I'M SO ANXIOUS FOR NEXT CHAPTER hope you guys like it🫶

Synopsis: Angelina and Fred are tying the knot and suddenly Y/N has to face unresolved feelings for George, which is even worse considering she never told him they are soulmates. 9 days of partying are more like 9 days of torture, hopefully she will survive, only if he stops giving her a heart attack every five minutes.

At every table i'll save you a seat - 06

When you love someone, and you love them with your heart, it never disappears. When you’re apart, and when you love someone, and you’ve done all you can do, you set them free. And if that love was true… When you love someone, it will all come back to you. – Forget Paris

“Cheers to Y/N and her sewing talents, without you my wedding would have been a disaster!” Angie raised her glass in front of her family and guests, all seated together for dinner, and toasted.

“I’d still get married to you even if you were dressed in a potato sack”

“Oh Fred” Angelina smiled at her fiance and gave him a kiss on the cheek

“Of course we wouldn't take photos-” Offended, she slapped his arm “Ouch, woman! If you kill me there’ll be no wedding”

“You better not try my patience then”

Y/N laughed at their antics, there’s no doubt they’re soulmates. She turned her attention to George, who’s sitting beside her.

“I bet 20 bucks on Angie” She whispered to him, earning a chuckle.

“We’ll, i double it on Fred”

“Own, so cute being on you brother’s side”

“I could say the same about you, team bride all the time, uh?”

“What can I say? Loyalty is my charm”

The highlight of Y/N’s day was giving Angelina her dress back, the way her friend’s face lit up when she saw her dress good as new was priceless and totally worth her stressful day. Now she has a fixed dress, good food and good people, what more could she ask for?

“Y/N, could you pass me the sauce please?”

Oh, right. Maybe a day when she doesn’t need to see or interact with Natasha. Taking a deep breath she passed the girl the sauce. Just a few more days.

“Here”

As soon as Y/N went to leave the sauce in Nathasha's hands, the woman pulled her hand back, causing the bowl to fall upright on the table and some of the sauce to splash.

“Careful, Y/N! Keep it up like this and you’ll ruin our dinner”

Y/N could feel her cheeks heating up with embarrassment as she looked around to check who more noticed the accident. Thankfully, a good amount of the people are more interested in their own conversations than in Natasha being a bitch.

“Sorry” She gave Natasha a forced smile.

“Don’t worry sweetie. Accidents happen” Molly Weasley, who was also on the other side of the table, gave her a comforting smile. She’s really sweet, now the taste on Y/N’s tongue wasn’t so sour anymore.

Putting this strange interaction aside, Y/N turned her attention back to the dinner.

“What was that?” George whispered to her.

“I know right?”

“You should’ve threw the sauce on her head”

She smiled at the idea.

“Next time i will, but i think her relatives will be after my head”

“I’ll protect you, maybe we should return to the plan of running away from the wedding”

“Are you asking me to be partners in crime?”

“Do you want me to ask you to be partners in crime?”

“If I said yes…”

“Then yes, I am asking you to be partners in crime. If this makes you feel better, if she does that again you throw the sauce and i’ll get us a getaway car”

“Oh thank you, Babe” she got a nugget from a nearby dish and put on George’s plate “Here, a symbol of my gratitude”

They laughed and the environment got back to normal. Until Natasha decided to be a bitch again. She really should get a hobby that doesn't involve getting on people’s nerves.

“Oh, I didn't know you are a nurse!” Ginny commented to Y/N.

“I am, for now I'm working in the children's ward of the hospital. I love to help the kids.”

“I just feel sorry for the kids, It's not enough to be sick, they have to deal with your stupidity too” Natasha murmured, but it was loud enough for her to hear, which, considering the distance between them, means that other people heard it too.

What 's she doing? Back in Hogwarts she was already mean like this, sometimes even worse, but she always did her best to keep her composure around others. It seems like she’s throwing her reputation out of the window.

“I think it lovely that you’re working with kids, dear.” Molly, once again, came in to save the day. Well atleast to save the moment.

“Thanks, it is so sad seeing such young kiddos being trapped there, i know that’s for their own good, but they get so sad there, so I always do my best to light up their day. Did you know that Angelina volunteers there too?”

“Oh really? I didn’t know” Molly smiled.

Angelina started explaining her help around the hospital as Y/N patted herself on the back because of successfully dodging being the center of the attention. It’s not that she doesn’t like talking about the kids, she really loves them and loves the work she gets to do around the hospital, but she doesn’t want to do this in front of that many unknown people. Even after being friends with Angie for so many years she still doesn’t know all of Angie’s Angelina.

“You’re really just amassing like that, uh?” George smiled.

“Stop it. It’s nothing, really.” She looked away while blushing.

“Don’t sell yourself short. I didn’t know you worked as a nurse, but isn't a surprise, you were always too kind for your own good”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that you’re really kind-hearted, and amazing, and-” Y/N put a hand in his mouth, stopping him from embarrassing her any further. She could feel his smile under her hand.

“Stop it! focus on your dinner, it will get cold soon” she slowly released him and went back to dinner. Or tried.

“Y/N, I can't reach the pasta, can you pass it to me please?”

Maybe that’s what George meant by being too good for her own good, because, once again she reached for the plate and passed it to Natasha.

And once again Natasha let the plate fall.

“What’s wrong with you today?!”

“What's wrong with you today? you can't even pick up a plate without dropping it.”

“Because you don’t pass it right”

“Maybe you should stop being a layabout and get your food on your own!”

Just after almost shouting at her that Y/N noticed that they were getting worked up and attracting attention. It was hard not to notice when the whole table was silent.

The guests were obviously surprised by their outburst, on the other hand, Nathasha looked petrified, like she wasn't expecting Y/N to almost shout,or even worse, maybe she wasn’t expecting Y/N to talk back at all.

Afterall, most times she attacked was when Y/N was alone or when she was surrounded by people, because she wouldn’t have the courage to speak up. What Natasha didn’t notice is that Y/N isn’t that scared kid anymore. That power Natasha held over her slowly vanished, without her, and even without Y/N, realized.

Maybe that realization was what made her get up and almost run away in a rush.

An awkward silence fell over the room as she felt a hand slowly take hers, a clear sign that she was not alone, and looking up she met with George’s kind eyes and a smile, like he was proud.

Obviously he’s proud, these last days he was her number 1 supporter in finally learning to stick up for herself, and for change, she finally did that. And all that support made her smile softly back at him and held his hand, that was wolding hers under the table, even tighter.

“Well, someone had to do that” George defended her.

“She really should learn how to behave,” Angie agreed. “maybe is for the best that she left”

“We all should leave this behind, yes? let’s get back to dinner…” Molly tried to dissolve the tension and made a thoughtful face, as if trying to think of a new topic “Y/N! You talked about your job, but what about your life, how is it?”

“I…well, i’m doing good, thanks for asking” Y/N answered while taking a sip of her juice

“Oh that’s great! What about your love life? Did you already find your soulmate?”

She almost choked on the juice.

“Mom!” George defended her from the sudden question attack

“George Weasley, let the girl answer!” the older woman scolded him “I didn't do anything too much, I'm just curious, it’s such a wonderful moment: to find your soulmate.”

“Well, i-”

“I’m so glad Fred found Angelina, at such a young age! To grow older with your soulmate is a blessing. I just hope George finds his soulmate soon”

Y/N couldn’t help but glance at his way. He was holding together quite well, but he couldn’t control the way his ears were starting to get red. She giggled at him.

“Did you know Geroge stopped dating altogether to focus on finding his soulmate? He’s such a sweetheart. I never understood why bother with dating around when you could just go find your soulmate, i’m just glad he’s finally looking out for her”

“Really sweet indeed, right Georgie?” Fred smirked at his twin.

“It’s just sad that he didn’t get to go to Hogwarts with soulmate, well, he didn’t get to meet her there, like Fred.”

“Not everyone can have our luck, right, Sweetheart?” Fred smirked at Angie, who rolled her eyes and gave him a kiss “At Least George wasn’t so sad at all, he even got a crush back then”

“Oh shut up” George tried to play it cool, but Y/N knew him better to believe that.

“He was all lovey dovey…”

“Oh, I didn't know that!” Molly got interested in this topic, while Y/N could almost feel George’s willingness to run away. Well, the feeling is mutual because she’s damn sure she doesn’t want to listen all about how Gerge, her soulmate, was head over heels with another girl. Maybe she should have worked on the dress slower so she wouldn’t need to be here tonight.

“He was always all over her, I never understood why they never dated, she was clearly into him too. If he had the chance he would try yo be with her, with homework, giving her candy, we once even fought because he was giving her free samples of our shop’s jelly beans, do you guys believe he never ever let me prank her. He would get mad.”

Jelly beans?

Y/N turned her full attention to George, who was practically throwing knives at his brother with his gaze, if only looks could kill Fred surely would be dead. Maybe she was…no that couldn’t be…right?

“I even remember that after some pranks George would vanish, then the next day he would tell us all about how they were taking midnight snacks, heart eyes and all…”

“Oh George, how sweet!” Ginny smirked

“They even went together to the yule ball. I remember that he was sappy all week because of her”

“Look who’s talking! You been the same with Angelina” George snickered

“And I did get the girl! What about you?”

Her heart was beating too fast to even care about their bantering.

Y/N went to the yule ball with George. One of the best and worst nights of her life. She got to have the night of her dreams with the boy she’s been dreaming about for ages, and, after the dream and back to reality, Natasha’s bullying got worse that day. But that girl wasn’t important now, what matters is: He was at the ball with Y/N.

And the midnight snacks? All with Y/N, there were even some weeks when they would meet every single day by the kitchen.

George slowly turned his attention back to her, an apprehensive look on his face. IN a bold move she smiled and linked their pinkies under the table, but all her boldines had gone to this action because she couldn't hold his stare anymore and looked away.

George Wealsey, her supper embarrassing crush that she was actually not over with, had a crush on her back in Hogwarts.

Even better: George Wealsey,AKA her soulmate literally destined for her, had a crush on her back in Hogwarts. She feels like floating.

George smiled at her boldines and took her hand in his.

“What are you smiling at, Georgie? Thinking of her again?” Fred's eyes flickered between the two of them.

“Just wondering when we're gonna get dessert,” George turned to Y/N. He really tried to be calm about it, but the gleam in his eyes gave him away “Do you know what we’re gonna have?”

“Cake, but i remember Katie’s mom saying she would make passion fruit mousse” She also tried to hide it, but the way she was really trying not to bite her lip also gave her away.

“Passion fruit? I love passion fruit” Angelina commented. And just like that, all the attention got away from Y/N and George as people focused on other topics, leaving them in their own little world.

When she got in the Johnson’s household she was too scared to meet George, too scared of feeling little again, now she’s feeling like the luckiest person in the world. Some things will obviously be discussed later, like the soulmate thing, but it’s like day by day they’re getting closer and closer.

But all these thighs can be sorted out later, she has more important business now, like the way George look around to check if anyone is paying attention to them, and when he noted that no one ways, he took her hand from under the table and bringed it to his lips, kissing her and trying to contain a smile. She smiled wide and bit her lip while looking away, her heart beating hard in her chest, and George, noticing that she reached her limit, took their hands back under the table.

George Weasley was an expert in playing with Y/N L/N’s heart and she didn’t mind. Not even a little.

Y/N couldn’t sleep at night, and considering the night that she had, it is not so surprising she’s agitated. She not only saved her best friend’s wedding ceremony, but found out that her long term crush -is that a thing?- did in fact like her when they were younger, and considering that his actions towards her didn’t change a thing and the kiss he gave in her hand, she has concrete evidence that he still likes her.

She’s 100% sure he likes her…

Honestly, she’s like 85% he likes her, but she’s still optimistic, which is new!

Anyways, she decided to wait for tomorrow to figure out her next steps, especially since she needs calm and a clear mind to figure out what to do about the soulmate situation, something she can't do in that state.

And what do people do when they can’t sleep? Drink hot chocolate outside, of course. So that’s what she did.

Y/N put a blanket around her shoulders, pretending that this made her appearance more presentable in case she cross paths with anyone, witch she doubts she will, but you can’t be so sure in this house full of people, put on her slippers, went to the kitchen, made her drink and stepped outside to reconnect with nature or something like that.

Breathing the pure are mixed with the smell of hot chocolate she almost instantly started to feel better.

“What the hell are you doing here”

Spoke too soon. She took a deep breath -this time not to feel the pure air, but to not destroy everything within a radius of one kilometer- and turned her attention to her archnemesis: Natasha.

“I could say the same, I see you dropped off your good girl act” Y/N shrugged and sat down on a nearby bench, which seemed to irritate Natasha even more. Which isn't hard since everything Y/N does pisses her off. The feeling is mutual.

“Go back in, you can’t steal my spot too” Y/N didn’t even bother looking at her, but if she did, she was sure she would see Natasha trembling with anger.

“What the- You know what? I don’t care. I’m staying here and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

“Oh yeah?” Natasha’s tone should’ve given away she was up to no good, as always, but Y/N wasn’t ready for what she would do.

In a blink, Natasha took out her wand and sent Y/N's mug flying away. She yelped in surprise.

“What’s wrong with you?!” She stood up and marched towards the girl

“What’s wrong with you?!”

“Oh no, you don’t get to do this with me, I'm not thirteen anymore!” Y/N raised her voice as she got closer to Natasha, who was backing down, the expression on her face with something like fear. Maybe she expected Y/N to hide in the corner once again. How wrong she was. “When you get here i though ‘well, people do change’ but you’re a full grown ass woman and still acts like a fucking teenager. Grow up!”

“Oh that’s rich coming from you!” Natasha yelled.

“How so, Natasha?! Tell me, I dare you!”

“You stole everything from me!”

“What?! I didn’t do that!”

“Everything that mattered! You stole George from me!” Y/N frowned.

“Are you high? You don’t seem on your right state of mind”

“Shut up! You know you did that!”

“Oh enlighten me then about my marvelous plan” Y/N rolled her eyes.

“I had everything before you met him! I’m pretty sure he liked me too, then you got in the way every time! I’m sure I could be his soulmate if he knew me well enough, I don't even care about that, I'm sure we’re destined to be together!”

Y/N couldn’t believe her ears. Almost seven years of pure torture, questioning herself if she did something, if she tried harder in the beginning maybe they would’ve liked her, maybe she wouldn’t be a looner in her dorm, but it all wasn’t actually because of her, it was all because Natasha was freaking nuts.

“You mean you treated me like shit for years because of a guy?!” Y/N got even angrier than before “You were not supposed to be his soulmate, if he was then he would be! And i did not stand in your way, you never had anything with him to begin with! He never even noticed you! And I'm so damn mad you did all of this shit to me because you also liked him! I also liked him back then, I still do now, and I would never do to you all the things you did to me. You’re such a loser”

“Don't act like a saint now! You're not as good as you think”

“Of course not, i never was a saint”

“Oh yeah? So you haven't been rubbing in my face how close you are to George all week?! Was that some sort of sick revenge?!”

“Your mind is so damn twisted. I’d never do what you did to any human being…I will always be better than you, and you’ll have to live with that: That’s my revenge.” This conversation is leading them to nowhere, it only served to show Y/N a lesson she needed to learn ages ago: The past stays in the past. “You’ll always be mean, pathetic and alone in life, and I don't have a finger of blame in this.” Y/N headed back inside, but turned to Natasha one last time “I won’t think about our past anymore, you can’t hold me back now, if ever see you in a crowd you’ll be a complete stranger to me…But I do hope you grow better than this. Good night.”

The marks of the past will always be on her skin, but now, already healed, they are unable to control her life. Y/N will do everything in her power to assure that.

[8isfatesunshine]

Caffeine and Confessions (idol!Bangchan x Fan!reader)

Summary: a nice day at your favourite coffee shop turns into a conversation with the person you least expected to have one with. Reader has an interaction with Bangchan and gets to know him, will this lead to something she’s always hoped for.

Warnings: none at the moment just pure fluff.

The aroma of freshly ground coffee beans fills my lungs as I push open the door to the quaint café tucked away in the heart of Seoul. The gentle chime of bells announces my arrival, but I'm too focused on finding my usual spot – the cozy corner table beside the window where morning light streams through delicate curtains.

My hands cradle the warmth of my vanilla latte as I try to focus on my laptop screen. The café is relatively empty this early, save for a few dedicated regulars and...

Wait.

My heart skips a beat when the door chimes again. Looking up, I see him – Bang Chan. His dark brown hair catches the sunlight, creating a halo effect that makes him look almost ethereal. He's wearing a simple black hoodie, but somehow he makes it look like it belongs on a runway.

I quickly look back down at my screen, pretending I hadn't just been staring. But fate has other plans today. The universe must be playing some cosmic joke because there are plenty of empty tables, yet he's walking straight toward mine.

"Is this seat taken?" His voice is gentle, accompanied by a dimpled smile that makes my stomach do somersaults. His Australian accent adds an unexpected warmth to his words.

"No, go ahead," I manage to say, hoping my voice doesn't betray the thundering in my chest.

He sets down his iced americano and laptop, and I catch a whiff of his cologne – a subtle mix of vanilla and something woodsy. "I've seen you here before," he says, looking at me with genuine interest. "You're always in this exact spot."

I can't help but smile, surprised he's noticed. "It has the best lighting for writing," I explain, then immediately want to sink into my chair. Of course, I had to mention writing – now he'll probably ask what I'm working on, and I can't exactly tell him I write fanfiction.

But Chan's eyes light up. "You're a writer? That's amazing! I'm actually working on some lyrics myself." He runs a hand through his hair, a gesture I've seen countless times in videos but feels surreal to witness in person.

The conversation flows naturally after that, like we've known each other for years rather than minutes. We talk about music, our creative processes, and our shared love for this little café. He doesn't act like the famous idol he is – he's just Chan, the boy with the kindest eyes I've ever seen and a laugh that makes my heart feel like it's dancing.

Hours pass like minutes, and before I know it, the sun is setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink through the café window. My coffee has long gone cold, forgotten in favor of our conversation.

"I have to head to the studio," he says finally, looking genuinely disappointed. "But... would it be okay if I joined you again tomorrow? Same time, same place?"

I try to keep my voice steady as I reply, "I'd like that."

As he packs up his things, he pauses. "You know, I've been coming here hoping to run into you for weeks. I just never had the courage to say hello until today."

He leaves me there, my heart soaring and my mind already counting down the hours until tomorrow. Maybe some fairytales do come true, even in the most ordinary of coffee shops.

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[anotherhomelanderblog]

I hope I'm not boring you with questions😅

I feel like if the Homelander girl has a big and friendly family, John will definitely want to meet them. After all it is her family and she by definition raised such an adorable daughter. I mean she chose him, she's definitely been instilled with a taste for men😁It's probably going to be very touching if he's welcomed as family. They'll feed him, ask him about everything, in short, all eyes on him. But a grandmother who will complain about how poorly fed and no self-pitying he is, will hit his ego. He's always awesome! I think he's gonna have an emotion like jealousy. I mean, he's never had any of that. But at the same time some joy. Although if they ask him about his childhood, it could get tense. Everyone "knows" about his childhood.

And what if they try to feed him? Try this one, the family recipe(Homelander grabs this at the speed of light), this one, and this one and this one. He probably has a bad relationship with food and sleep.....

What about his relatives, his fans who want to take selfies with him? And the nieces and nephews who demand attention from him? Isn't he gonna run away from that? 😅 Or just glassy-eyed. This is what his childhood must have been like! Loved and cared for!

Hi again! You're not, don't worry. I'm still pretty new around here and really bad at just jumping in and interacting with people. You'll either get too much from me or not enough. 😂 So please don't feel bad for sending asks.

This is an x Reader idea I like a lot. Homelander really wants a family, but he's never been taught how to love in a healthy way. He would be jealous and possessive! But, at the same time, he knows how to put on a show. He's an excellent actor, and I think he'd want to impress Reader's parents (if they're, like in this instance, a nice family that she gets along with).

It would be a bit of a surreal scenario for everyone, since he's obviously this famous celebrity. Her parents will already know who he is and think things about him that Reader knows aren't actually true. I think beforehand she'd have to ask them not to mention his parents or upbringing at all. They don't touch on the specifics of who his fake parents are in the show, but I get the impression they're meant to be dead, so asking her parents not to bring them up wouldn't necessarily be that suspicious!

If they were accidentally brought up - say, maybe Reader's mother remarks, "Your parents must be so proud of you." - I could see a moment of awkward silence happening before he plasters on a fake smile and thanks her. I think it would genuinely touch him, even if it's a bittersweet sentiment. Reader's mother doesn't know the half of it... 😅

But anyway, they are totally adopting him as their son now.

The first time they meet, I think it would make more sense if he just met her parents. After all, he's not an ordinary boyfriend. Meeting her extended family (maybe at a BBQ or something) would probably be more of a challenge. I can imagine him finding it grating because here are all these people who've known her longer than him, who she has in jokes with, making him feel like the outsider among people yet again. And at first they are gonna view him as a bit of a spectacle. He is the most powerful and famous American out there. He'd need some help breaking the ice. It's not like he's had many real relationships with people, certainly not ordinary people. He's prepped for impressing audiences and Vought donors, all interactions with fans being pretty shallow and (probably) quite brief. How does he actually talk in any depth, at length, to people he can't get away from? I feel like Reader would need to stick quite close to him throughout the day, almost as moral support and to keep a check on his mood. I do like your idea of it all getting to him though, because he's always dreamt about this perfect little apple pie life. He'd be so emotionally drained by the time they left. Would require snuggles.

I also really like your idea about the family just wanting to feed him. 😂 I agree he's probably got a bad relationship with food and sleep. We don't really know how the science behind him affects his bodily needs for either, but we know he does eat and sleep - and that he has nightmares. There's that Reddit Q&A they had for Homelander to help promote S4 where he says something about not being a foodie and viewing it more as fuel, which makes sense to me. I doubt there is much he could eat that would actually affect him. He doesn't get the joy of food apart from milk. Maybe these meals could be different; the association would be positive, for once.

Actually, I think that's one of the trillion reasons @hom3landr's Bakerverse series is so good. Sweet treats specifically for him! Made with love! It's too cute. 🥰

Thanks again for the ask!

[hanaybuns]

let me cook

guys i have a confession to make... and you have to hear me out...karatoto (karamatsu and totoko) is a fun pairing

NOW STAY WITH ME HERE FOR A SECOND

in the context of the show, i would only want them to stay friends, if not besties. i think the writers actually like pairing them up for certain scenes bc they can rely on kara to be slightly more normal (relative to the other matsus) when interacting with totoko. like, when you really think about it they interact a lot in the third season... i honestly think she interacted with kara the most in season 3 besides nyaa and possibly osomatsu.

(these are not the best screenshots but trust me they talk to each other in all of these scenes, except the one where kara is a horse)

but thats actually not why i like them as a pair... the real reason is because i like messiness and i like drama and i like fun and i think a secret relationship between karamatsu and totoko would have all of those things

(the even realer reason is because i'm wildly and shamelessly biased towards karamatsu. it's just that simple)

see, the reason it would be so fun is because no one would expect it. everyone in the show probably thinks that if totoko were to end up with anyone, it would be osomatsu. and that's not an unfounded belief, i think they definitely do have the deepest and most complex relationship out of the 6 as the two "leads".

them getting together would kind of represent this grand, but ultimately linear shift in the status quo. the main character gets the heroine. shocker. but it kind of is a shocker in a show like osomatsu san, and its characters aren't really ready for that kind of "ending" per se. especially not osomatsu, who thrives and desperately clings to the status quo like his life depends on it. and ofc totoko is in a similar boat, where she finds herself yearning for simpler, more fun times.

but maybe totoko just wants to have a little extra fun! maybe she just wants to take a quick detour! is that too much to ask?? can't a girl have a little fling on the side?? why does everything she does matter so much as the heroine??? it sucks!!

it's too hard to go out and find a rich hot guy to have fun with. thankfully, she has 6 men who are already head over heels for her! so she finds herself weighing the pros and cons of each sextuplet.

osomatsu is... complicated, so he's out

choromatsu is an automatic no

ichimatsu is okay... but he seems like a guy who needs more care than she's willing to give

jyushimatsu is complicated in a different, much weirder way

todomatsu... todomatsu is definitely a viable option, but she wants someone who will only have eyes for her and she doesn't like how totty always has 2 girls by his side

karamatsu... karamatsu was never really an option in her mind but like, he's pretty nice! and honestly recently he's been much more normal than he used to be (season 1). his painfullness has decreased substantially since then. he also doesn't look half bad! he and todomatsu definitely take care of their appearance the most out of the 6. they've talked a decent amount and they even had that one skit together... ignition.

(side note, weirdly enough i think the karamatsu taxi skit makes him the only matsu to ever call a woman a b*tch... which is surprising to say the least and honestly detracts from this whole thing a bunch but i just thought it was so crazy...yikes kara)

but best of all, karamatsu is (seemingly) simple. and thats what she wants right now, a simple and easy and fun time. no baggage, no grand status quo changes, no needless effort. just a little fun with a guy she already knows likes her.

so she approaches him one day and asks him to carry her bags for her while she goes shopping. normal enough right? so karamatsu ofc is like "oh yeah i think i'm free but my brothers might be busy" and totoko's like "oh that's fine, you don't have to bring them" and karamtsu just says "sounds good, see you tomorrow!"

he walks home and it doesn't really hit him until he gets there... totoko chan just invited him somewhere to do something with him... alone.

but she's done that before! she asked if he wanted to watch her at her driving school, which he did alone. heh... it seems totoko is not a karamatsu girl yet, but he thinks he can win her over after tomorrow.

ok so i have more ideas for this, but honestly i don't really think theres an audience for karatoto but lmk if you guys are interested to hear the rest.

[iwoulddieforher]

I’m in LOVE with your Casey x Alex stories!

Who would you think gets jealous/possessive more? How do they handle it?

Are they protective of each other?

Thank you so much!! You all are so sweet and I love that y'all are doing asks now because I'm so talkative hahaha I love rambling like this <3

I think I indirectly answered this in a previous one so I'll add a little bit of a story element to this:

When Alex was a kid, she was an only child, and when her relatives gifted her things like expensive clothing she was taught meticulously to care for her possessions and also assert that they were her's- to write her full name and phone number on the tag, to embroider her last name on the inner hem on both the neckline and the sleeve. The things she feels are her's are very much her's, in a calm and composed way- her laptop is her's and no one may use it, her clothes are her's and she won't let anyone borrow them, Casey is her's and she entertains no arguments on that. She's never aggressively territorial, though, and it would absolutely never seem like she's struggling to assert claim over Casey.

She'd never dare objectify or diminish Casey as an individual by implying Alex 'owns' her in any way, but in the back of her skull it is etched in that Casey is her's to have and she enjoys that. She's possessive in the way that you can borrow her pen but she knows it's hers and she remembers it's hers and she will ask for her pen back. Casey is her's and she is a person who interacts with others freely, Alex would never dare to try to limit the scope of Casey's behavior, actions, or interactions, but there is a degree of some sort of dark thrill when Alex sees Casey with someone else and knows full well Casey's coming home with her tonight. Casey is somewhat aware of this, maybe not fully aware of how deep it goes, but she likes it. It's a turn on, the look in Alex's eyes when she's staring across the room, just oh-so-casually watching Casey talk to some male detective (not Stabler though because those two act like siblings, maybe Fin bc of Neal's hc that they've slept together before), like an adult version of a kid allowing you to inspect their plush toy but then taking it back and hugging it to their chest. They were never insecure about the fact it was theirs to have, not yours, but their attention never leaves it regardless, and they tuck it extra closely after just to assert to you it is theirs.

That's at work, though, if anyone tries to flirt with Casey outside of a professional environment Alex will most definitely clip the conversation short and steer her girl away. She knows Casey is attractive as hell so people are going to try to hit on her but it will absolutely not be entertained at all- not that Casey would ever entertain that kind of behavior, but Alex wouldn't even give her the opportunity to respond, not even to tell that person off. Alex enjoys this to some degree. She knows Casey would bristle and sneer at them that she was taken, but she'd much rather kiss her in front of whoever it was that was making advances.

Casey, on the other hand, grew up with many siblings, and the feeling of tussling to ensure something is her's is something she's well acquainted with. Scrambling against her siblings to get their parent's attention by any means necessary, trying to prove she's the one her teachers should be paying attention too in class- biting her lip when she watches her parents praise one of her older brothers when she knows she's accomplished something more dramatic, averting her gaze when her favorite teacher chooses to start conversation with a different student about their project when she wants to talk about her's. She can get jealous. She does get jealous, even though she doesn't like admitting that to herself. While Alex is very self-assured in her possessiveness, Casey is definitely not.

Similarly to Alex, though, she's very careful not to let her personal feelings ever bleed into their professional conduct at work, or ever pick arguments over something she deems as so juvenile (Alex notices, though, and it makes her mildly amused) but she does little things like staring harshly at someone talking to Alex when Casey wants Alex's attention to be on her instead, or doing something small but extra like making Alex's favorite dessert or finding something legal to help Alex with on cases after something that made her jealous occured so she can be praised after her jealousy has simmered a bit.

At some point Alex brings it up- maybe after Casey's being particularly sassy after Alex had a long conversation with one of Casey's collegues or something like that- and then raises an eyebrow, kissing her until it's very evident Casey in no way has to feel jealous over her attention, that any mind Alex pays to someone other than her is unimportant in to her and Alex is most definitely her's to the same degree that Casey is to Alex (even though Alex will never truly be able to understand the root of Casey's jealousy. They just had different upbringings, is all.) Alex takes extra note to praise Casey for things, then, and to do little things like angling her body to face Casey when they're both in a conversation that includes other people, or outright interjecting conversations she's having with someone else to greet/say goodbye to Casey is she was in the same room and just not participating in the same interaction. Although Casey is still embarrassed that she requires that kind of reassurance, it's really sexy to her that Alex adapted to it so easily.

They're both really protective over eachother. Lawyers are not above gossip but if Alex or Casey is even in the same building as them they know better than to badmouth anything either has done, lest they want the other to somehow suddenly materialize next to them and make some kind of snide comment that would make them feel very, very ashamed for ever thinking anything about the one they originally insulted. The squad knows better than to ever compare Alex to Casey or vice versa, even in the heat of an argument- Liv once made some offhand comment about wishing Alex was on rotation after Casey and her got into one of their usual spats and Alex gave her hell for it. Casey's not above punching a defense counselor who oversteps debate courtesy towards Alex- as soon as the trial is over, of course, she'd never risk a case like that. She'd hold it as a grudge until she could retaliate properly.

[leoruby-draws]

Decided to post some more random, mostly minor characters from the DC universe, mostly ones that seemed they would be fun to draw. I guess technically these drawings are all based in my TrWh au, as always. Here they are:

Wanted to draw heroes with wings, I draw Vanessa quite a bit so I had to learn wings and feathers. Still working on it, but its fun. You can see Vanessa there at the bottom middle, looking a little menacing.

The girl with red wings is called...Redwing aka Carrie Levine. I thought she was a sweet kid, so her ultimate fate was pretty sad. Wonder if she'll come back to continuity at some point.

The guy with the mohawk is Northwind aka Norda Cantrell, part of Infinity Inc the earth 2 version of a Teen Titans group. He honestly didn't get a whole lot of focus in Infinity Inc, like the writer didn't know what to do with him. Maybe they should've made him into the magic fighter of the group, almost felt like thats what they were going for him before they wrote him off.

The girl in yellow is Dawnstar, part of the Legion of Superheroes. I haven't read much of LoSH, mostly some 90's issues. But her design is soooo pretty I had to draw her, her costume here is a mix of her various outfits.

Lastly, here's Bluejay aka Jay Abrams again, part of Justice League Europe. Kinda thought JLE was a bit of a letdown, I mean the team's made up of mostly americans not europeans! I think Crimson Fox was the only european, I thought her set-up of being two people was cool.

Little extra Infinity doodle, here's Hector Hall (Silver Scarab) hating on poor Norda, with Lyta Trevor (Fury) looking on with confusion. Hector's just a hater (tho there's reasons for it ig), an archetype you see sometimes in some superhero groups, like Roy Harper or Guy Gardner. The plot-line of Hector's resentment of Norda was kinda interesting, but like with most things in Infinity it didn't get the focus it should've gotten. Speaking of Infinity, here's some more doodles:

There's Rex Tyler (Hourman 1) with little Rick Tyler (Hourman 2), enjoying some father-son time. Apparently Rick's first costume isn't well liked (so says reddit). I thought it seemed cute but maybe it works better as a kid's or sidekick's kinda costume?

In the middle is Jack Knight (Starman) suffering as he interacts with Sylvester Pemberton (Skyman, formerly the Star-Spangled Kid) and Courtney Whitmore (Stargirl, actually she should still be S-SK but whatever). In my au he actually joins Infinity Inc, since everyone becomes heroes earlier he's actually around when the team's still running. I suspect his dad (Ted Knight) forced him into it. Also Courtney doesn't respect Jack at all, he's so annoyed at this. Look at her mini-staff, I presume Ted made it for her.

Also there's Beth Chapel (Dr. Mid-Nite) and Jesse Chambers (Jesse Quick) looking cool. Jesse also joins Infinity Inc in my au, will there be a love triangle going on between Beth, Rick and Jesse? Don't think Rick's gonna survive that, aw well.

Look at baby Jade and Obsidian, Alan is overwhelmed by their antics.

In another post someone asked if I could draw more of the Relative Heroes, a super obscure hero group. So @draculaura1660, this one's for you. Here they are:

I kinda had a hard time drawing this group, cuz their costumes are so complicated! I wished there was a reference/concept art for them cuz it was a struggle trying to figure out the details, the comic art did not help matters at all. You might have noticed I changed details anyways, I tend to simplify costumes for my au both to make it easier to draw and also to signify their younger ages. It's just fun to play around with costume design ig.

Some more characters!

Jinx, who looks very different between her comic and cartoon self. I did like her pink hair, so decide to see how it would look on her comic self. There's Kole, who also has different designs in comic/cartoons. I think her comic costume is so cool, esp that color pallet! But I love her pink hair in the cartoon, so she's got pink hair here! Just like pink hair a lot lol.

The other pink haired girl is Laethwen, love interest of Ray Palmer in Sword of the Atom. I think I made her hair more pink to better differentiate her from Starfire, also, again I just like pink hair. I wished she and her little kingdom didn't die, in my au Ray saves them! Maybe he relocates them to his backyard or something?

Little Donna and Vanessa doodle, did you know they never once interacted on panel? The closest is when Donna brings her stepsister Cindy to talk to Vanessa instead. I wonder how they would even interact, I know Vanessa wanted to be wonder girl (and resented Cassie for 'taking' it from her). Did she look up to Donna, or wanted her out of the way? Funnily enough Donna wasn't even Diana's sidekick when post-crisis started, due to both their origins being reworked and contradicting each other's timelines. It's all very confusing.

Anyways, some bonus doodles:

Had fun making a new outfit for Laethwen, I imagine she took some inspiration from indigenous groups from the Amazon, seeing as that's where her people crashed into.

Kole's costume is just so beautiful but so complicated, maybe that's why she got killed off so soon in Crisis on Infinite Earths.

Lastly, here's Bette bugging Dick with Barbara being super amused about it. I said in my post about her that I didn't really care about her crush on Robin, which is true, but I still wanted to doodle something making fun of it. Poor Dick is doesn't know how to get outta of this social situation.

Well that was a lot, hope you liked all that.