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The Red King holds a Bleeding Head

A Wonderland of Yanderes - Masterlist Chapter 1. Heartslaybul Part 4.

When things do not go well, they continue to not go well.

This is the feared Dorm Head Riddle Rosehearts. This abridged story's Red Queen, the Rose-Red Tyrant. And to you the most frightening title of all, the Head of a Dorm full of controlling yanderes.

Ace wasn't very smart. That was the first thing. Rule of thumb, don't bad mouth someone when you haven't checked first to make sure they aren't around.

Second thing, of all the ways to officially meet Riddle Rosehearts, this was had to be the worst way. Immediately after Ace's smear campaign. Are you unlucky? You feel unlucky.

Well, here we are, no turning back now.

Whatever you do next, it's all based on Riddle's reaction to Ace's stupidity. Riddle's face is tight in a scowl, arms tightly crossed and you can feel the glare going through Ace right now. Let's hope this doesn't end with an actual beheading.

Cater jumps in to damage control, "Hey Riddle! What's shakin', pal." That was so forced, it might as well have been written by a computer, and not said by a chronically online person. "You're lookin' adorbs, as always!"

Riddle's scowl softens, maybe there's hope. "Hmph, Cater, keep running that mouth and you'll lose it - along with the rest of your head." Nope, no there isn't. When was there ever? Riddle's face may have softened but his temper sure hadn't. Is he always like this?

How can he so casually threaten doing the magician's equivalent of an amputation for an greeting he didn't like!? Maybe your plan was doomed from the start. Does this guy even have friends?

Still, you're not trying to actually be friends. You're looking for allies to use in cases of emergencies. So you'll bite your tongue.

"Sorry, sorry! My bad!" Cater shuts up, faster than you ever seen him so far.

Grim probably seem can't read the room, because he tries to square up with the magic severing Dorm Head with a fuse shorter than Grim himself. "Myah?! You're the guy who put that stupid collar on me at the orientation ceremony!"

Riddle doesn't miss a beat, and throws it back at your foolish feline friend. "And you're the new students who were nearly expelled earlier this week. I'll ask that you not refer to my signature spell as a 'stupid collar" Ok, shitty start so far.....

He glares directly at you next, and you hadn't even said anything yet! "The headmaster's habit of tolerating rulebreakers like you is going to send this entire campus spiraling into chaos one day." You tighten your jaw around your the tip of your tongue. Don't say anything. Just don't say anything.

"Those who break the rules should have their heads removed immediately, without exception." You can taste blood in your mouth, but you won't say a word against his little slander rant. Even if Ace and Grim are sending this plan downhill at the speed of an avalanche, you will persevere.

Unlike you, Ace doesn't seem to know when to shut his big fat mouth, because even after that, and how this conversation started in the first place, he doesn't shut up, "Dude, seriously? This guy looks like a wimp but he sounds like a monster," You hear Ace hiss under his breath. You only hope Riddle didn't hear it.

This polite insult-laden speech finally draws to a close. "The headmaster may have forgiven you, but if you break any further rules, I assure you I will not."

Ace, pulling the idiot card from the deck once again, chooses now to get his collar off his neck. Perfect. "So, uh, listen, Dorm Leader, sir..." Off to a wonderful start, Ace. "Any chance i could get you to remove this collar?"

The response wasn't a surprise. It was expected, really, "I had intended to remove it once you'd taken an opportunity to reflect upon your crimes," So, no. Yay, Ace is stuck in your dorm tonight...."But I've not detected so much as a hint of remorse in the foolishness I've heard you spout today. So I think I'll let you keep that for a while." Saw that coming a mile away.

You tune out the reassurance that he offers regarding school life, more concerned with the fact Ace will be alone with you tonight, again.

"Now, if you've finished your meal, you should quit gossiping and prepare for your next class. Rule 271 is quite clear: One must leave the table within five minutes of completing their lunch."

There are over two hundred rules...? You'd scanned the first fifty rules of the Queen of Hearts, before stopping under the reasonable belief that no one actually followed these insane rules. Was that too much to hope for?

This time his ire is pointed directly at Ace, "You DO understand what happens to rulebreakers I trust?"

Ace sighs, "More insane rules...."

Riddle's eyebrow twitches in irritation, "I believe you mean to say, 'Yes, Dorm Leader!'"

"Yes Dorm Leader," Ace and Deuce yell, and you felt nearly compelled. He's like a dictator threatening his troops.

"Very well then."

Trey tries to calm Riddle down, "Don't worry I'll keep an eye on them."

Riddle eyes Trey with skepticism, "Hmm. As Vice Dorm Leader, I trust you'll avoid any further indiscreet conversation."

Trey is the Vice? Why didn't he tell you guys? Is he trying to hide something. Or, is he trying to separate himself from a certain tyrannical dictator.

Riddle seems satisfied now that he's said, read ordered, his piece. "Now, as per rule 339: The post-meal beverage is to be lemon tea with two sugar cubes. Thus I must go acquire my sugar cubes. Farewell." As he walks away you can hear him mutter under his breath, "Don't even get me started on their violation of running out of sugar cubes....!" Is he ever happy? If you can nitpick every single detail and violation then how do you find any joy in your life? No wonder he's such a jerk to his own dorm mates.

Is it even possible to get him to forgive you? Much less befriend you?

"Yeesh!" Cater exclaims, "That was terrifying."

"That guy......has some serious issues." says Grim. "I don't think serious is enough of a word to describe this...." You agree.

"Hey, we shouldn't disrespect him.." Deuce sounds like wants to agree with you but can't.

You shake your head. "I don't think we're the only ones who think that your Dorm Leader is a bit nuts." You can hear the fearful murmurs of some other Heartslabyul students, relieved that Riddle didn't collar them.

Cater and Trey don't argue against your claim, and that speaks enough in itself. Two upperclassmen are too afraid to even deny what you had said. Trey's smile now feels forced as he explains, "Riddle managed to secure the Dorm Leader title before the end of his very first week at school. I know he can come off a bit harsh, but-"

You cut him off, "Trey, no offense but over half of your dorm mates are cowering in fear because Riddle walked over here. I don't think he comes off a bit harsh. I think he is harsh."

"I know....but" But it doesn't seem like even he believes that, "he's not a bad guy inside. Everything he does, he does because he thinks it'll improve the dorm."

"Would a good guy go around putting collars on strangers' necks?" Trey and Cater laugh awkwardly but they can't deny it. So Grim actually is right.

"So what's this signature spell he mentioned?"

"Hm? You're curious about Riddle's signature spell?"

"That means, like.....it's a spell that only he can cast, right?"

"I doubt he's the only person in the whole world....But yes, a signature spell is a magical ability that is, generally speaking, unique to its user." It might be best you remember this. If there's magic unique to the user, could that magic be dangerous against you? Riddle's own seals off magic, so you're not in immediate danger thanks to that. But you still don't know about the rest of the Heartslabyul students you know. What exactly is their Unique Magic? Does Grim have one?

"Which is why all of us at Heartslabyul House try hard not to violate Riddle's rules." But back to the present issue, Riddle's magic sounds terrifying to magic users. So that does explain why Heartslabyul lives in fear.

"And as long as you are following the rules, Riddle isn't so scary." And that's all you needed to know. If he is kinder to those who follow the rules, then you just had to be a teacher's pet, or a dorm leader's pet. Wait, that sounds wrong either way.

"Speaking of which- are you still not gonna let me into the dorm until I buy a tart, Cater?"

"Don't @ me, but yeah. That's rule 53, so my hands are tied."

"Isn't that taking this too far? Sure, Ace stole something but he still lives in that dorm. Kicking him out is too harsh of a punishment."

"Riddle really looks forward to having the first slice of a tart. So he won't forgive you unless you come back with a whole tart."

Perfect. So all you have to do is find a tart and all will be well. You're starting to realise that that is a whole lot of fat chance served on a plate. Maybe Ace will steal it, and cut you a break.

But as it turns out, Ace is flat broke, so he can't just go buy a tart to replace it with. You would happily just go buy one to save your own ass, but Crowley (the bastard) is yet to give you any money.

Thankfully, Trey offered a solution that would work, make a tart on the cheap and give that to Riddle. You also learned he was a talented baker, which sounds like something you might take advantage of in the future but priorities.

You hope that the tart plan does work, because if you have to do an entire run around for a honestly exhausting wild tart chase is becoming very annoying...

"Riddle wants a chestnut tart next, so I'm gonna need you to gather a ton of chestnuts."

"Like that's any less of a hassle. But.....fine. How many do you need?"

"Well, it's for the unbirthday party, so....Probably two or three hundred?" You choke on your own spit.

"S-Sorry, HUNDRED!?" You splutter.

"And they're all gonna need to be boiled, shelled and pureed." What you do to get Ace out of your house. It may seem that easy to just make a tart and be forgiven, but with how complicated this whole thing had been so far, things will probably be more difficult.

Whatever you have Grim and Deuce to help-

"Alright, I'm gonna head out." "I'm leaving too."

Why are you even surprised. You would have done the same really.

"You heartless cowards!" Ace objects from the abandonment and betrayal. But to be honest, considering he caused this whole mess because he couldn't keep his fingers out of someone's tarts, and the fact he exposed you to another obsessive psycho, you really want to leave him to his own devices.

Before you can jump in with a BS-laden speech to persuade them Cater thankfully jumps in. "Hold up! Haven't you ever heard that food tastes better if you make it with your friends? This'll be a memory to treasure! It could even be your chance to make a splash as a cooking blogger!"

Trey even proves useful, "Don't tell Riddle, but chestnut tarts are at their tastiest when eaten right out if the oven.. And the only people who get to experience that culinary privilege are the ones who make it."

That's enough to convince Grim, "Well, when you put it that way...Come on, humans, let's do this!"but you doubt that's the same for Deuce. But where you'll go, he'll follow.

"I'm only helping because it will mean you're back in your dorm sooner, Ace. You gonna help, Deuce?"

Deuce smiles at you. "S-Sure, Prefect." You're starting to get the hang of this.

Later, you'd focus on Ace's apology tart. Right now, you'd focus on your own. The apology, not the tart part.

After getting the cut in your tongue treated, you'd asked Ace and Deuce to go to class with Grim without you to get something private done. They'd both pushed to go with you but you managed to shut that down.

With what you had planned, you needed Ace, Deuce and Grim away from you. To prevent any unwanted incidents like accidentally sending Riddle off in an angry fit.

You had a plan, so you just needed to start that plan.

So here you were back in the cafeteria, searching for a head of red hair and there he was sipping a cup of lemon tea with exactly two sugars, if you remembered the rules right, completely alone with only thick tomes for company.

You don't bother yourself worrying about the implications of the him sipping tea all on his lonesome. That's not your priority right now.

You tap Riddle's shoulder, "Excuse me? Riddle Rosehearts, was it?" you say as politely as possible.

He first gives you a look of chagrin, only for it to relax when he realises that you're alone. "You are correct. Have you come to cause more trouble and break more rules?"

His suspicion is warranted, but you've prepared for that. "Actually, I'm here to apologize to you specifically for all the trouble I caused." His eyes widen in surprise. He wasn't expecting that. Alright, here we go. "May I sit with you?" You say, allowing a small smile grace your lips.

He snaps out of his surprise at your question, but he doesn't reject you. After a few moments of silence, he finally says, "I-I'll allow it." He motions to the empty seat in front of him, and you accept the seat with another smile and a word of thanks.

Alright, step one of the potentially dangerous plan, apologise the the Heartslabyul Dorm Leader. "I'm sorry about bothering you like this. I'm sure you'd rather spend the time around your friends rather than a troublemaker."

He doesn't answer for a few seconds, "I'd rather spend my time in solitude than in the company of troublemakers," he responds. Does he not have friends? That answer makes you feel that the answer to the question is a yes. "However, you wish to apologise for your violations, so I'll humor your presence." Ok, so far so good. "Well, I should get the apologies out the way. I'm sorry about all the trouble I've caused since I've been here. Grim during the ceremony, accidentally damaging the Great Seven statues and destroying the chandelier. I hadn't meant to."

Riddle frowns, setting aside his teacup to cross his arms, "One should not apologise whilst making excuses." he recites as if he'd heard or said that a thousand times. He really is a stickler for the rules.

"What rule of the Queen of Hearts is that?" You ask, with how many there are you really need to remember them.

He shakes his head, "It isn't one. It's one of my mother's." Let's not touch that, insulting someone's mother is the fastest way to piss someone off.

You take a deep breath before continuing, "Well, then I'm also sorry for making excuses for my behaviour. I hope you can forgive me."

Riddle's silent for another few seconds, as if contemplating the validity of your apology. You feel yourself stop breathing in anticipation.

Finally, he answers, "It's rare for a troublemaker to be genuinely repentant, so I'll accept your apology. However, I won't be as forgiving should you choose to continue breaking the rules." So he is capable of forgiving troublemakers, that means Ace will eventually be back in his own dorm.

"Thank you." you let out a sigh of relief. Alright, time for stage two. Suck up like the worst kind of teacher's pet, "If you don't mind me asking, could you maybe teach about the rules of the Queen of Hearts?"

Riddle chokes on a sip of his tea, and looks at you in incredulity "Y-You what?"

"I want you to teach me about the rules of the Queen of Hearts, so if I ever break any of them I can't use ignorance as an.....excuse?" You trail off as you find Riddle completely stunned, has this never happened before? Has no one bothered to ask him to help them learn the rules so they could avoid breaking them?

"W-Well, it seems you really are trying to atone for your mistakes. If that is the case, then yes." He pauses, before offering you a cup of tea, smelling of sweet citrus, " Would you like some?"

If it's lemon, you don't want to drink it. The citric acid in the lemon will burn your tongue like hell. But there are unfortunately rules. "Are they any rules that say whether I can say yes or no?" You're not failing if this is a test.

Riddle smiles at you, "You learn quickly, Rule 114, One must never reject a cup of tea from the Queen." You, against your better judgement, accept it and take a sip and the tea burns the cut on your tongue but you force it down nonetheless. In the name of Future you's safety you would do what you had to. As long as it goes down without objection, you'll drink as fast as you can to dull the burn.

"Perhaps there is hope for you, even with that unignorable violation." Riddle says and you hesitate in your next sip.

"And what is that?" You ask, before taking another mouthful of tea.

He spares a few glances around as if looking for any eavesdroppers before dropping his voice into a hushed whisper, "That you are a darling attending Night Raven."

You choke, how does everyone keep knowing?! "H-How did you know?!" You ask, your voice barely a whisper.

"I was taught to recognise all the traits your kind has as soon as I was registered." How many of those were there?! Besides all the darlings here can't be exactly like you, that would just be impossible. Right?

Riddle continues, "That and you remind me of my father, kind and bubbly when you are surrounded by people you do think are trustworthy and jumpy and frightful when you think you are surrounded by those you don't. Subtly is not exactly your strong point."

You deflate like a balloon. You carefully set down the teacup before it breaks in your hands. "Are...Are you going to tell anyone?"

He shakes his head, "No, and while I feel your presence at this school is a travesty that Crowley has allowed to happen, you attempting to hide your identity keeps the members of my dorm from killing each other. You must understand it is quite difficult to mix paint in manner that hides the smell of blood." They kill people and mix their blood with the paint. Oh, shit, did...did you paint with blood earlier!?

"So I suggest you figure out how to circumvent your little issue." He finishes.

But that's impossible thanks to that stupid law, "But how do I do that if I can't access any of the things you can?" You ask.

"Your testing papers, all darlings have the legal right to see them after their registered. Headmaster Crowley should be able to give them to you if you request them. You'll be able to tell with those." Riddle gives you the first answer that actually helps you.

All you need to get Crowley to give you those papers and you'll be free to figure out how to save your skin.

You sag in relief, finally some good news. And then you remember, "Wait, why are you helping me?"

"Because it will keep you out of trouble. Speaking of, I expect your attendance at the unbirthday party tomorrow, so that I can keep an eye on you."

"Thank you." You whisper, for once you actually feel relieved. You were wrong about earlier it seems, he isn't as bad as you though he was.

"Now, Rule 71 of the Queen of Hearts states that one must never arrive on time, always early. You should leave now, before the bell rings." You nod, rising from your seat as he does the same.

"Thank you for everything. See you tomorrow, " You say with a smile before turning heel.

If only you hadn't failed to see how his face flushed and how he grabbed his heart as you left.

The woodland behind campus were surprisingly bright and vibrant, like a painting you would see in picture books, even with the change seasons coming up. As it seems the chestnut season is equally vibrant, as hundreds upon hundreds of chestnuts covered the forest floor. But the chestnut spines were too much of a bother to ignore, so here you were in the Botanical Garden looking for a basket and some work gloves.

The gardens are stunning, full of life and thousands of plants. Some you recognise, some you don't. The whole building is enormous. Finding anything here is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Which means you have to split up to find what you need. "We should split up, we'll cover more ground that way."

Ace and Deuce open their mouths to object, "But-"

You're not wasting any time on them coming with you and taking longer. Besides having two bodyguard/friends feels a little suspicious.

"We're going to spend the rest of the night making tarts, we don't exactly have time to waste..." You argue and they don't fight back against this.

".....Sure. Dibs on the right side."

"Then how about I go left, while Prefect and Grim go straight ahead?"

"Sounds good, we'll meet up here at the entrance in 10."

You immediately regretted your decision to split up, as Grim got distracted every ten seconds by all the ripe, sweet smelling fruit. So you spent the five minutes that you were supposed to spend looking for a groundsman, chasing after your 'boss'.

"Hey, come take a look at this!" Grim runs to another bright, ripe fruit. "There's a ton of fruit growing here! Smells like they're ripe."

You grab his tiny body and yank him away from the fruit on the tree. "Grim, we're supposed to find a groundsman, not snacks!" You don't recognise any of the plants in this section. They all look mystical, but that doesn't mean safe. "Don't pick anything."

Grim wriggles loose to run to chase after another bright and shiny fruit. The grasses here are tall enough to reach your waist, and Grim disappears into the long stalks, "Grim. Stop!" Grim doesn't listen to you. "Don't pick anything!" You yell out as you wade through the tall grasses after him.

You stumble over the lush stalks of grass. It's so thick that you can't see your own feet. You hope there aren't any animals-

"Ngh!" A groan of pain fills the air and you feel something underfoot slip out and you reflexively take a few steps back. That didn't sound like an animal...

"Did I just step on something?" You think aloud, looking around for a source as a nearby patch of grass starts to rustle.

"Hey! You got some nerve steppin' on my tail and just walkin' away!" To your surprise, someone rises out of the grass, and he looks angry. Crap.

Originally, your brain had failed to compute the 'tail' part of what he'd said, but it's obvious to you now that you see his ears. He's a beastman. And he's wearing the Savanaclaw colours. Wait, didn't Cater say that Savanaclaw students like fighting. Shit.

"I-I'm sorry!" You say immediately, taking a few more steps backwards. You feel compelled to run.

"Tch. Ain't nothin' worse than bein' in the middle of a good nap and havin' some jerk step on your tail." Ok, no. He's the one who decided to sleep in waist high grass. Be mad at yourself for your bad decision making, buddy.

Despite how you feel, "It was an accident...." is what you mumble instead, but he doesn't seem to care, instead he stalks towards you, with a smirk on his face. "You.....I know you. You're that herbivore from orientation who couldn't use magic."

"What did you call me?!" You demand, outraged. He still ignores you, and he leans forward and..."And why are you smelling me?!"

He ignores you, pulling away with that punchable smirk. "Huh. It's true. You don't smell of magic at all."

"Did you miss the part where the mirror said that to everyone?!" You can feel yourself losing every ounce of your patience. You'd felt apologetic for accidentally stepping on his tail and waking him up, but this guy was being such a jerk, you no longer found it within yourself to care.

"Well, well, well, the little herbivore thinks she has claws. Can't say it'd be much fun to hurt someone like you. Still gonna do it, though."

"Do what?" You spit through gritted teeth. You clench and unclench your fists.

"No one gets to stomp on my tail and just walk away without payin' the price."

Ok, that's fucking it. You aren't a weak darling, and all the earlier rage and anger that you've felt in the last two days.

"Then maybe don't sleep in waist-high grass, and maybe in your dorm next time? That way no one will step on your tail" You say as sarcastically as possible.

"Hm? Herbivore, I'm afraid you're all bark and no bite." Oh? All bark and no bite, mystery animal man? Let's see how he bites your fist when it flies into his-

You tighten your fist before taking a swing aimed at his jaw. With his face so close to yours, he has no way of moving out of the way in time-

He stops your fist just shy of his face. He gives you an unimpressed look, before replacing it with that fucking smirk. He laughs at you, like you were foolish to even think that would work. His grip on your wrist is so tight that you wince as you struggle to twist it away.

"L-Let me go!" He laughs at your pathetic struggles to free yourself.

"Pathetic, like a mouse trying to kill a lion." He's a lion? Well then, what an arrogant asshole he is.

You struggle fruitlessly for a few more moments, before giving up. "Fuck you." You spit.

"You're a brave herbivore, I'll give you that. Still," His already tight grip feels like it's crushing the bones in your wrist. "You woke me up from my nap, that'll cost you a tooth."

"Fine. Take it." You hiss. Maybe you can get him in trouble for darling abuse or something after this. Would Crowley take you to a dentist?

"Leona! There you are!"

"Heh?" Leona turns to someone, and you follow his gaze to another beastman student, wearing the colours from the same house Leona is. His cocky, arrogant face tightens in annoyance.

The new mystery beastman looks like he's spent the time since last bell chasing down Leona. "I knew I'd find you here! We got after-school classes today, remember?"

Leona groans. "And now, I've got this guy on my tail...." You can hear him mutter.

You take the chance to do something stupid, rewarding in the moment but still stupid. Ah, whatever you only live once.

"What's wrong, Carnivore? Too afraid to bite?" You taunt, throwing his own words around and right back at him.

He glares at you. But the beastman speaks up before Leona can actually break your wrist. "Leona, you've already had to repeat one year. If you get held back again, we'll be in the same grade." You snort from repressed laughter, trying to hold back your laughter before the person holding your wrist captive decides killing you is better just breaking your wrist.

"Oh, put a sock in it already. I'm tired of all yer yappin', Ruggie."

Ruggie frowns, "Look, you think I like always being on your case? C'mon man. You act like it'd be hard for you. You could skate through life if you'd just TRY. Come on! Let's go already!"

Leona finally releases your wrist and you wince as blood returns to your fingers. "Hmph...Herbivore, you better not cross me again."

"Oh, I'll be sure not to." You turn, and walk as confident as possible through the tall prairie grass back into the fruit trees.

It was nice to actually be in control for once.

You eventually find Grim half finished eating a dozen multi-coloured unknown fruit. You don't feel as mad as you were earlier. So you don't bother with the scolding that you originally planned on giving him. Instead you scoop him up like a bag a rice.

"Nyeh?!" Grim exclaims in surprise, "Henchman, where'd you come from?!"

"Nowhere, I thought you already ate your weight in lunch earlier?"

Two familiar voices fill your ears.

"Yo, guys, we found the baskets and gloves."

"Prefect, what in the world happened to you?" And you smile.

"Nothing. Nothing at all."

You feel a little better now.

You feel worse now.

Not in a bad mood, just tired. A sleepless night would do that, then harvesting about three hundred chestnuts on your hands and knees plus hauling them back to the communal kitchens.

And now here you stood struggling to peel the soft skins of the chestnuts.

Deuce and Grim are lucky because they have the magic that Trey showed them to magically and quickly peel them, but you, a poor magicless human, must fiddle with sticky skins. Ace, forced to do this the old fashioned way, is struggling equally with the much higher pile that he'd been delegated for getting you all into this mess.

Still, it was actually fun to see the 'friendly' competition Ace and Deuce went through as Ace struggled to keep up with the magical efficiency.

Problem was, you were so much slower.

"Need any help?" Trey asks. He'd stopped supervising Deuce with his peeling. And he's looking at you with"You look like your having a hard time."

"Yeah...I've never really done this before...." You reply, still fiddling with the finicky skins.

"Here." He places his hands over your own, directing your fingers into a proper hold. "Like this." You can feel his chest against your back, his head over one of your shoulders. He smells nice, like a bakery right after the oven is opened and the sweet aroma of warm pastries has filled the air. The shell holding the nut finally gives way, done with your hands and guided by Trey's.

"Thanks", you say with a smile.

"It's no problem", he returns with his own smile. "Do you want help with the others?" He feels friendly, and you can't see that glint. Maybe it's his glasses.

"Sure." You respond.

With Trey's help, you start to fly through the pile of chestnuts that you'd once struggled to peel. You can actually keep up with Ace and Deuce in their chestnut peeling, being only a few dozen behind.

It's like painting the roses earlier, you like the serenity that you feel as you do this. The same when you were straining, and pureeing. Despite the fact you were willingly unwillingly roped into this, it's actually quite relaxing maybe you could talk to Trey about teaching you.

After what had to be a good two hours, straining and pureeing three hundred chestnuts, Ace finally groans in relief "There! Finally got 'em all pureed!"

"My arm is killing me..."

"Well at least it's over.." You agree as you massage the ache in your forearms. Deuce and Ace actually did most of the work for you, but you still tried to help. And now your arms hurt more than your legs.

"Nice work. It'll be all the sweeter for your pain!"

"Are you sure about that?" You say with a laugh. But seriously, your muscles hurt. It better be sweet for all the work that it better be.

"The smell alone already has me droolin'." You manage to grab Grim before he sticks his paws into the puree. You're not letting everyone's hard work to waste.

"I just need to add butter and sugar to the chestnut paste, and a sensible splash of oyster sauce- that's my secret ingredient." Oh, cool then you'll be done soon. Wait...

Your brain fills in the blanks. "Did you just say oyster sauce?" You say in utter disbelief. Maybe Trey shouldn't teach you how to bake....

"Yep. The umami of the oysters gives the cream a deep, savory flavor." He can't be serious, can he? Are desserts different here? Because last you checked a sweet dessert wasn't supposed to taste like salt.

"I use this one here: Walrus-brand Young Oyster Sauce. All the best bakers use it in their tarts." Your brain tunes him out in utter disbelief. Was this place just completely fucked? Because you'd have to dig through the mold on the underside of the barrel to actually find this madness. It's not the scariest thing or the most insane thing you heard in this misadventure, but an insane thing nonetheless.

Deuce actually seems to believe him, at least a little, "Really? But isn't oyster sauce like, super salty?"

Apparently so does Ace, "Some folks put chocolate into curry, don't they? Maybe it's the same idea." No, Ace. Whether it's pineapple on pizza or chocolate in curry, whether you like or hate it, it is not a total abomination of the culinary world. Oyster sauce in a chestnut tart cream is.

"You guys......are messing with me right?" You say, still in disbelief.

"Pfft...Ah ha ha ha!" Trey laughs, is he mad? If this dorm is Wonderland, is he actually the Mad Hatter and not the three of clovers.

"I'm totally lying! No one in their right mind would put oyster sauce into a pastry." You breathe a sigh of relief, okay this world wasn't completely far gone.

"Let that be a lesson to you. Don't believe everything you hear."

"Feh. And here I thought that human was actually somewhat decent." Grim murmurs.

"It wasn't that bad." Out of all the things you'd experienced this week, let alone today, this was by far the most tame. At least he revealed the lie, before Ace poured oyster sauce in the cream.

Trey has to be the most tame person you met so far, it's actually hard to connect that he's supposed to be a yandere and not a normal friendly dude with a hidden mischievous side.

That reminder isn't a fun one, but he seems perfectly nice...you hope.

"Next, I'll put in the cream....Oh!"

"What's wrong?"

"You guys gathered so many chestnuts that we may have overdone it with the chestnut paste. I don't think we have enough cream to mix in."

"Then I'll go buy some." Deuce volunteers himself, "Do they sell it at the school store?"

Thankfully, according to Trey, it does. You haven't been there yet, but no better time to find out like the present.

"I don't think I'll be able to carry all that back. ___-"

"I'll go with you." Whatever gets you back here faster. As soon as Ace gives Riddle this tart back tonight, you'll be in the clear. If he doesn't you're stuck with him tonight.

Deuce ended up calling this shop wild. Wild is an understatement. The shop is full of....everything. From fruits to stationary, and crystal skulls to rare plants. There's even a restricted access section, with locked cabinets full of freshly sharpened short and long blades to guns to pre-made potions filled with unknown fluids.

It's a perfect one stop shop for students, and for criminals.

"Do you really think they sell cream in here?" Grim says incredulously. Grim ended up tagging along, and looks equally mystified from all the products this 'school' store as to offer.

"I'm not-"

"Greetings, my stray imps, How fare you today?" You yelp as you reel back in surprise. The shopkeeper appeared quite literally from nowhere. "Welcome to Mr.Sam's Mystery Shop. What among my humble selection interests you? A charm from a secluded land? The mummified remains of an ancient king? A cursed tarot card?"

Ok, a name, the shopkeeper's name is Sam...something. And humble is modest understatement. You're pretty sure that this place makes the mega department stores back home look empty.

"How about some cream...for baking?" With so much stuff here, you feel a little overwhelmed.

"Y-Yeah, we wanted to buy all the items on this list."

"Ring up two cans of tuna while you're at it!"

"With what money, Grim?"

"Yes, Grim! We're not here for tuna!"

"What's this? Cream and eggs and....Quite the sacchariferous list! I'll get everything for you." It's impressive that he even knows that he has everything. With all the stuff here, you wouldn't even notice something strange or normal on these shelves. There's animals skulls, jewellery, weird taxidermy, even a weird shadow hand waving at you.

.......Y'know what, who cares. You wave back just in time for Sam to return with all your groceries. That was fast.

"Here you go. It's pretty heavy.....Are you sure you can carry this?Luckily for you, our 1/100th size flying saucers are 30% off today. Perfect for carrying groceries!"

Grim falls for the advertising, but Deuce stops him before he spends your nonexistent money. "We're fine, thank you. Let's go."

"Myah! I didn't realize today was National No Fun Allowed Day!"

"You're allowed to have fun as long as you don't make a mess." He deflates, "Grim, if it makes you feel better I'll give you an extra can of tuna for dinner." he perks up at that.

You and Deuce take the bags and bid Sam thanks. Deuce pulls you aside on the way out, "That store was amazing."

"Yeah, it was." You make a mental note to inquire about some products before your time of the month comes. That store has everything after all.

Main Street is practically void of any students, though you can see a pair walking up. The two are wearing red vests, Heartslabyul or Scarabia students probably. Besides that it's just, you, Deuce and Grim, who starts whining about his lack of purchases. "Yeah, and you guys are amazingly cheap."

"Hey!"

"Who are you calling cheap?!"

You shake your head, before readjusting the cords of the bags digging into your arms. You wince from the pressure relief, the bruise on your forearm that Leona gave you from earlier still stings. The bags are too heavy but you'll manage the rest of the way back.

"Hm?" Deuce must have seen your struggling, "_____, looks like you got the bag with all the cans. That must be heavy."

"It's not that bad," You shake your head, lying, "I can carry it."

"Here, let me take that one." He takes one of the heavier bags from you. And you breathe a sigh of relief now that the weight is off. "I've got a little trick for carrying heavy bags."

Smiling, you say, "Thank you." He smiles back, balancing all the heavy bags with ease. "You're quite the power shopper."

He nods, "Yeah. My mom always used to stock up at sales, and the bags would get ridiculously heavy. I was the only man in the house, so I got to do all the heavy lifting, and-" He pauses, "Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to monopolize the conversation."

You shake your head, "No, it's okay..." Actually, you might be able to learn something useful from this. "Y'know if you want, you could talk about her, you seem to care about your mom a lot."

He deflates, "No, it wasn't like that at all." He takes a deep breath, "The truth is, I-OW!"

The students you saw down the street from earlier, ran directly into Deuce.

The sound of something cracking into bits fills the air. Clear and yellow goop drips out of one of the bags.

"The eggs!"

Deuce hurriedly opens the bag to inspect the damage. "The carton is completely smashed! And now the bag's dripping egg goo everywhere."

"Ugh! Why don't you watch where you're- Hey!"

The offending student turns around infuriated, and then his eyes widen in recognition. You recognise them too. The delinquents from earlier. The ones who through a fit over a broken yolk. Surprisingly, they're wearing the Heartslabyul ribbons. Hard to be delinquent when a tyrant can collar them with ease.

"It's you from earlier."

"Yeah, and you're the jerks who broke the egg yolk on my carbonara!"

"It was just a yolk." You repeat but it's pointless.

The other delinquent stalks up to you, grabbing you by your tie , "I've had enough of you punks. You need to learn your place." They threaten.

You can see Deuce's eyebrow twitch in fury. "You're the ones who darted out at as from around a corner!" He mutters, you can hear the hostility deep in his voice. He's angry. "And you picked a fight with us at lunch over an egg that you were still totally able to eat!"

"And now you've destroyed six of OUR eggs!" That anger in his voice is getting louder, clearer. You've seen Deuce a little angry before, but something's off about this time.

"Yeah, he's right!"

"So what? You sayin' that was our fault?"

"I am. Please reimburse us for the eggs." Deuce is frighteningly calm. He's not yelling or anything. "And then apologise to the chickens."

"Ooh, look who's got his big boy pants on. You sure are makin' a big deal outta some stupid eggs." The one with hold on your tie taunts Deuce.

"You shut your mouth." You hiss at him.

"What?" Deuce is still way too calm.

The idiot delinquent keeps blabbering, "They haven't even touched the ground, so they're still edible. Quit whinin'."

His idiot lackey keeps up the nonsense jabber. "Yeah, you should thank us for savin' ya the trouble of crackin' em."

They laugh and it's mocking and cruel.

"That ain't funny." Deuce's voice has a low growl and very quiet, the delinquents are idiots so they don't notice but....

"Deuce?" You ask, and you can see his eye twitching. He's angry. dangerously so.

"Huh?" Idiot delinquent number one asks.

And then that anger that Deuce was holding back finally bursts forth.

"I said......THAT AIN'T FUNNY!" The yell is so loud, it stuns you. The normally polite and reserved Deuce is replaced with one with a voice so loud, you're surprised that it didn't awaken the statues.

"You don't get to call my eggs stupid! You don't get to call ANY eggs stupid!! Those eggs may not have gotten to be chicks, but they were gonna make some amazing tarts!!"

"And you," Deuce's voice drops low as he rips the second delinquent away from you. "You apologize to her, right now. Do you get it yet!? DO YOU!?" Your tie comes apart in the delinquent's grip, said delinquent too afraid to actually let it go. They looks like he's about to piss himself from fear.

"W-What is with this guy all of a sudden?!"

"You owe me six eggs. If ya ain't gonna pay me for em, then you're gettin' a bruise for each one!" Deuce cracks his knuckles for emphasis.

"A-Are you serious right now?" The other little twerp is shaking in his sneakers.

''Buckle up, jerks!!"

Deuce's fist sails home into the cheek of the red-haired one, and another into the nose of the other. Blood splurts out staining the gloves he's wearing.

Like two pathetic little bitches, the two delinquents scamper and struggle against the one man army Deuce proves to be. And he isn't even using his magic.

"This guy's outta his mind!" The first one stammers.

"Bwah! L-Let's get outta here!" The other squeaks. And they both take off running. You hope Deuce doesn't get in trouble for this.

"Next time you eat an egg, you better apologize a hundred times, you buncha chumps!!" He yells at the retreating duo.

"D-Deuce! You need to calm down." You cup his face with both hands. And the blind rage on his face dissolves completely into calm.

He pants as he tries to calm himself. "....Urk!"

"W-What's wrong?" You let him go. All that anger is replaced with sadness, or actually....It looks like disappointment. "Are you ok?"

"I did it again, didn't I...?" Did what again? Deuce stares at the blood on his gloves, and he looks pained. "ARGH! I was dead-set on becoming an honor student this time, too."

"Huh?"

"What do you mean?"

"When I was in middle school, I was pretty wild. I cut school all the time and got in fights. I called my teachers names, hung out with bullies, bleached my hair..." Deuce lists off all of his middle school crimes, and honestly....He did sound a lot like the delinquents back in your world, minus the Magic Wheel thing and the magic.

"So you were only a little more annoying than you are now?"

"Grim, not now...." You scold Grim before trying to comfort Deuce. "No offense, but that's kind of hard for me to picture..."

Deuce continues to tell his backstory, "But one night, I saw my mom talking with my grandma. She was trying to hide from me, but I saw her, and I could tell she was in tears. She was saying how she must have been a horrible mom, and that she never should have tried to raise me by herself."

Ouch, that must have been tough to hear, especially from his mom.

"That had nothin' to do with it! She hadn't done anything wrong. It was all me......And when the carriage came to take me to Night Raven, she was so happy for me. I decided then and there that this time, I wouldn't do anything to make her cry. That this time, I'd become an honor student-someone she could be proud of."

"And I messed it all up!"

"No, you didn't." He looks so surprised at what you said.

"But-"

"Deuce, you didn't get into a fight for no reason. You got into to a fight because someone destroyed your stuff, and threatened your friends. Besides, they probably would have attacked me if you hadn't stepped in. And protecting the people you care about is something honor students should do."

"R-really?" You nod.

"Plus the thing an honor student should do....is report this to the Dorm Leader that some of his students tried to get into a fight with two freshmen." You whisper into his ear. "Let's see how they like it when they can't use their magic." You chuckle.

"______....."

"And to be honest....I really enjoyed that."

Deuce cheers up at that, "Heh heh....I guess you're right! I just hope those chicks can rest in peace."

"Uh, Deuce, the eggs were unfertilised..." He blinks at you, he doesn't know what you're talking about. "They were never going to hatch in the first place..."

"Wha-WHAAAAAT?! Are you kidding me?!"

You giggle again whilst shaking your head. He's not very smart, but you don't mind.

"But about your mom, could you tell me about her? She sounds like a really nice lady."

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On The Family Tree, A Tiny Robin Perches On A Tight Rope

Richard 'Dick' Grayson

Warning this part contains: Cringey shit from me reading regress manwha, Made up and mixed non-cannon timelines of DC, Change of Ages, Cursing, Death and slight dark theme, Cannon Deaths (falling), Manipulative actions and thoughts, Murderous thoughts and actions, This is like slow-burn but in a platonic yandere sense?, MC has hidden anger to everyone (the lvl to each just differ), MC is Evil in the sense of making sure no one can hurt them first, has obsessive mindset to create the perfect family and a very special guest at the end.

UNEDITED AND NOT PROOFREAD YET

Note: FINE I'm using YN but it's still They/Them, MC is now 14 yrs old yey! and yes they are the oldest in the family, finally we're now with the other members of the family, this mostly will be MC pov and the families pov in the end, a bit like what I did with Bruce and MC in 4&5 but since my mind is brain dead this will be in longass parts because I like to torture myself, Longer parts for the main and one-shot with the rest.

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Only small years have gone by yet everything seems to settle down easily for me and Bruce or my Dad now I guess.

So easy that I can curl my tiny fingers around him while making sure he thinks I'm still sitting nicely in his palm, just simply doing what normal Father and Child do with an addition of Alfred becoming my sort of non-biological Grandfather to me, it's so easy to pretend around them, like lying to a kid.

Schooling was a breeze, I just have to keep up appearances and all, besides it's easy to fool children and using those dimwitted snotty rich kids under my control.

I have a few more months to prepare until one of the official kids practically pulls up hand in hand with Bruce along with the adoption papers but that's alright-

After all a perfect family should be complete with little brothers and sisters running around.

Richard Grayson or Dick came first as he always do in every reset, the very first common variable in my problem, a character that's always prominent in the story, the first ever boy wonder and the prodigy of Batman but now that I have an opportunity to change things? I'll make an even better scrip just for him.

He was the Eldest even though I came first, He was the most reliable and the one everyone looked up to while I was the unreliable and useless one, He was the first child Bruce took in because he felt sorry for him and not the one force to him in one day like me.

Oh woe to me and my miserable, sad and pathetic life.

It all began after Bruce asked me to watch the traveling Haly's Circus along with me, again something that never happened before my other life even when some of those I begged for him to bring me but now he's the one who asked for me if part of the reason I said yes, the rest? is probably to maintain the typical Wayne Family font as well as making a mini fundraiser for entertainments in Gotham, a tiny addition from me, I had to make great impressions to stay at in the good graces of this city, making sure my hard work will pay off in the end and to prevent any more issues that could cost a new fracture in this reset.

If Batman has contingency plans then so do I

Many of the Richer families came as well, surprisingly I finally see the Drake family together for once with the little Tim standing between his two parents who was a bit eager to have a word with Bruce, I almost forgot that Tim was also watching the flying graysons to back then.

I stare at the adults talking as I stand with another new cane on my right since I out grew the first one and a large cotton candy on the other hand before noticing the little boy on my side looking at me with stars in his eyes, a weird look coming from him since I rarely met him this early, not that he even looked at me with those eyes before.

'A tiny outline of Robin's mask was drawn on his face before quickly glitching away'

"Y-... you're THE YN Wayne..oh my god-". He gushed as I raised an eyebrow showing a bit of a surprise before concealing it and sending him a fake smile, cute kid not the usual -overdose caffeine and prioritizes more case files and more 'interesting' people- boy.

"Hello, nice to meet you". I said and held the cotton candy that I haven't taken a bite out of to him as I perfectly timed a flashed of the paparazzi's camera aimed at us.

He looked at the treat in his hands and look up afterwards but I was already walking away with Bruce entering the largest tent where the show would begin.

I watched as a large boyish smile grow in his face before hiding my frown to him for being gullible and easy to fool nature.

'A bit weak and dependent, not yet maybe a few more years and see if he comes out perfect'

During the show, I didn't bother pretending to be at awe, The people were amazing and living up to their name being the best traveling circus in the world even when I knew what's really behind this amazing facade.

Seeing a person on the open flap of the tent, I observe them sending signals to someone near the trapeze equipment before disappearing while I felt someone eyeing me and Bruce from the other bleachers on the other side before turning towards the figures of the Graysons as he opens a pocket watch with engravings of an owl.

'The court of owls will be the perpetrators? or was it a collaboration this time?' I wondered the possibilities since I don't see the familiar face of Tony Zucco and his usual lackeys anywhere before paying attention to the flame breathing stunt in front of me.

It would have been easy to prevent this death but I know the circumstances will change and end up ruining my odds, so the death of the Flying Graysons did infact happened and there's nothing more I can do.

Watching the two lovers plumenting to the ground, their body smacking straight in the center, a haunting pose of where the fingers of the two barely reached one another but failed since Death is a poetic bitch.

I pick out the tiny form of the younger grayson among the ruckus of people screaming and running away, he tried pushing against the other members of the circus so he can reach his parents but was held back to prevent him from getting more traumatize.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and I turn to see Bruce behind me then clocked the direction on where I was staring and watch Dick crying in the ringmaster's arms, a familiar look in his eyes as the scene reminds him of something that happened to him years ago.

'A pity really' Their voiced echoed in my head as they stand next to the man with the owl pocket watch, they seem to like them for some reason.

As we were escorted outside, Bruce did a quick check if I was alright but I simply coaxed him to the little Robin's direction using his poor weeping heart to have the Big Bat swipe the kid away from that Owl.

While Bruce comforts him, I stand amongst the sea of panicking people just observing them until I become aware of someone approaching me, someone who finally answered my suspicion.

"Seems like your Father took a liking to a different child". He said as he laid a gloved hand on my shoulder.

I chuckled at his feeble attempt to manipulate me before looking up at him with a tiny smile on my face.

"Well to me it looks like my dad just has too much compassion in his heart, Mister". I clarified instead as I take his hand off me, turning to stare and giving him a fake smile with something sinister just hiding behind my teeth.

"It would be best if you don't show your face anywhere near me for now, Great Uncle Jacob". Stating with a kind voice while hiding a threat underneath my words.

"You wouldn't want Bruce connecting you to the Graysons family death after what happened to your first stunt now, would you?" I taunt him from what happened in the early years of Bruce becoming batman and his failure as I get a scowl in return.

'Grumpy Gruncle' They snicker behind his legs, poking the dangling pocket watch.

He huffs and sneer at me before quickly walking away and disappear within the masses of people surrounding the area.

'Shouldn't have done that' They said as they lean on my back as they watch the owl flying away quietly into the night.

"Sorry I had to, he killed me 5 times and 2 of those were just dumb luck, so dumb it just pisses me off". Muttering I stab the ground with the end of my cane and twist the grass under in irritation.

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In the end Dick was put under Bruce's care till he can manage or in the back of Bruce mind finally get the adoption papers ready and officiate everything, really wanted to know which one would win first if I left it alone.

But I guess things just won't go my way this time. Dick was, how do I say this? quite different from who he was before or technically what he'll be in the future, Dick was the most joyful and charasmatic person you'll ever met but this kid?

He's angsty and a bomb ready to blow up with the mere mention of his parents and I understand him, I do and I knew once he became Robin it won't be long till he slowly become the Dick Grayson I knew from my past resets.

No matter, I just have to make sure this one falls right into place, a little editing in the scrip won't cause too much of a problem.

I remembered when he first arrived at the manor I was helping Alfred make dinner for the four of us - Alfred included because I want a proper family and that includes him eating with us even if it's just for dinner-, Bruce was introducing me and Alfred to him went he just stayed quiet and walks off after the older man was told to lead him to his new bedroom, Bruce then was wearing a frustrated look making me snicker as I stir the pot.

"It's not funny kid". He grumbles before taking a seat on one of the stools on the island counter as I watch him think on the side.

"He's just sad Dad give him a break you can't really blame him" Implying on why he stormed off as I scoop up a tiny portion of the soup with the ladel before tasting it.

"I wanted to kill everyone when Ma died" I added as I spot him tensing up at my violent confession but stayed quiet, turns out I finally know the feeling of how spoiled kids get when they're own parents don't reprimand them about their bad behavior.

I wonder how far can I get away

Few more weeks he kept being moody and snappy to Bruce occasionally to Alfred as well making me annoyed at his attitude and slight fear that if I don't act now there won't be a Dick Grayson Robin in this reset.

'A perfect brother will never act like this'

When Bruce had to leave for a sudden mission outside of Gotham either by himself or maybe with another hero who's been nagging him as of late, I took the chance to plan something.

Finding him in one of the manor's gym room as he climbs and do tricks on some of the gymnastics equipment inside.

"Hey! Grayson come down for a bit would you?". I called out to him as he hangs on the still rings.

"If Bruce sent you then forget it, I'm not interested in anything you guys want me to do" He grumbles as he pulls himself up.

"Bruce is gone for a week, I have something else in mind so you better get down from there or else" I jokingly threaten him as I lean on my cane and hiding my other hand behind.

"or else what?" He did a somersault in the air before landing on the thick foam, he's form perfect with minimal errors and then glared at me with his arms crossed.

"Or I'll have someone take down every equipment in this room till you have to swing on those trees on the garden like a monkey". Before smiling at him as I shove a bouquet of consisting of white Lilies and Hyacinths to him.

"Now, let's move it flying kid or you'll miss them". I declare and walking out after as he quickly put on one of his windbreaker jacket over his tank top and followed me.

Leaving the manor with Alfred's permission he kept on asking where we're going on the way but I just stayed quiet till we reach the largest cemetary in Gotham and entered as we arrived infront of the grave of John and Mary Grayson's.

Alot of trinkets were given in tribute to the two acrobats, from Fans to friends and family, I stand there infront of their graves as I sense Dick's anger rising.

"You-! do you think this is funny-?!" He fumes out as he grip the flowers tightly and ready to throw it at me when I cut him off.

"Let me ask you something Richard and I want the honest truth from you". I turn and look at him as I lean on my cane.

"Did you really mourn properly to your parents? stand right here and cried for them since that night?"

"Yes! of course I did!"

"Then why are you still angry? like the world has wronged you?" I reach out hesitantly then gently lay a hand to his head before patting his hair gently like how you'll coo over your angry dog.

"It's because you haven't so that's why I brought you here, I'm not forcing you to move on from your parents nor am I forcing you to become another part of a new family" I move my hand to his shoulder and turn him to face their tombstone.

"Just because your saying goodbye doesn't mean you'll be losing them, for now just take your time and stay here as long as you like and we'll come back to the manor whenever, a good cry never hurt anybody". I patted his back and turn away to head somewhere deeper in the cemetery

"Where are you going?" I hear him yell out but still standing in front of his parents as I answered him back.

"The cinerarium!".

Turning into night I was sitting infront of the many urns on the walls filled by the cremated remains of the people in gotham when he walked in and sit next to me, eyes swollen and nose a little stuffy while his cheeks are slightly red.

"Who....were you visiting?"

Not answering him I just lift my cane and pointed at a brown urn with a framed picture of a woman over it.

"Oh....." He realized and curled a little to himself before sighing and shuffled in discomfort, it's no secret to anyone that my mother was only famous because she had a night with Bruce and had me before dying in a mugging gone wrong.

"You know, when she died that night it felt like my world came crashing down too". I confess as felt his stare burning at the side of my face, I kept talking nonetheless.

"I wanted to hurt everyone and put the blame on the people who failed to save her, I didn't even get to see her face again before they cremated her because I'm just a kid who can't pay for a proper funeral".

"But no matter what I do or what I feel the world won't care and will keep on turning with or without you because that's life" Then turning to maintain an eye contact with him.

"The thing we can only control is what you'll do after, I had to be kidnapped by the Joker to realize that maybe it's better to make sure no kid like me ends up having their parents or love one cremated or killed with no justice, it's to live with your loses and win something else instead".

"I hope you'll use that anger and acrobatic of yours to good use Richard, you're still a kid, 10 even so go and make the most of what's left in your childhood before it's too late, if you don't want to be a part of the family then that's fine, it's ok no one's gonna fault you for that, your parents would've have wanted you to be happy nonetheless".

" We're here for you and have our full support, ok?" I convey to him before standing up and asked him if he's ready to go.

'As a perfect older sibling, it's my duty to look after you right? just a few nice words and kindness can push you to where I need you to be'

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Staring at their face I make out the moon behind their head in a way like a halo does to an Angel as they look at me with a simple smile full of understanding and kindness hidden deep within.

Nodding I reach out but then became a bit hesitant before wrapping my arms around their waist as I laid my head on their chest due to the fact we have a large age difference and height.

"I hope I didn't push anything too far today Richard". YN said as they rub my back with their free hand.

"No it's fine, I'm sorry you had to do this to make me understand". I replied before parting away for a bit to look at them.

"And call me Dick, I- it's a nickname I swear!". I quickly retort back when they snicker at my name.

"Ok ok I know, it's unique don't worry about it kid, now let's go back before Alfred gets more worried". They mumbled the last part before wincing as the both of us quickly head back to the manor.

Arriving and walking pass the opened gates, we were greeted by an angry Bruce Wayne who came back early from his 'business trip' and a frowning butler at the entrance but before he can lecture us, YN pulled them both to the side and let me off the hook.

I take in the sight of Bruce quickly going calm and quiet by the mention of YN softly calling him 'Dad' as they pull him further away but not before turning to wink at me as they motioned me to go up the stairs and hide from the earful of the two adults in this house.

Quickly rushing up I watch as they entered a corridor and leave the main entrance before standing up to walk back to my room to freshen up when something caught my eye.

Turning my head I see on top of the fireplace was two large beautifully framed paintings of the original Wayne Family where Thomas, Martha and a younger Bruce are and the other was a painting of a younger Y/N and Bruce Wayne like one of those old family portrait from the movies or inside the rich people's mansion when we were invited to their parties.

I study the way the painter has captured their face, the emotion in their eyes and that same simple kind smile they showed me back at the cemetery, In the portrait was them hand in hand with Bruce to show their unwavering connection as a Father and child and a strong small hand around the cane on their lap that to me symbolizes their strength and bravery after the tragic accident from the worse villain in Gotham- the Joker, I remember it vividly but the news went nationwide to worldwide at some point.

Like Mona Lisa, a warm smile that seemed too real or even a smile that hides the sadness of their broken heart because of what they went through as a kid like me.

Maybe having an older sibling won't be that bad, it's nice to be looked after, I like it when they give their attention to me and take good care of me, I like them-

I like YN alot.

During my time in the manor it felt like I was in a family again, Bruce Wayne becoming a great father-figure now officially adopted father who turns out to be THE Batman! how cool is that?! adding to that was Alfred who became like a grandfather to me, I never had one before but the thing I mostly look forward to everyday is YN.

It felt so nice to have them around and be anywhere near them, the laugh they do when I make jokes, their smiles and encouraging words when they found out I was becoming Robin to help Batman, I just hope they don't find out the reason I became one anyway.

"That's great! I'm happy you found something else to do but promise me, you'll be safe alright?" YN said their worried words making me feel warm inside before teasing me on my choice of clothing causing me blush.

"Can't you just give him leotards Dad?" YN snicker at Bruce who just rolls his eyes as he watch us over from the Batcomputer.

Everything was going well for me, saving gotham, beating up criminals and the villians in this city and having YN around to make me feel like a real kid when things are rough.

Being a Wayne is hard work too! Bruce was nice enough to let me keep my last name and I get to have it and they still treat me like family! Bruce showed me the ropes and basics of having a rich life and then sent me to school which somewhat sucks BUT YN was there to kick the boredom and everything that's boring about school away, not only that but I now understand why Gotham likes them so much. Gala's with them are so fancy but YN makes it work, they're barely a teenager yet everytime I looked at them surrounded by all the rich and money hungry adults to me it always looks like YN was the adult entertaining little greedy children. Most of the time YN focuses on the needy of Gotham making sure the money they raised in Gala's and Charities are going to the people unlike the one's that invites my parents or the circus just to entertain them and make fake promises and events just to fill up their pockets.

Having the Robin mantle is so awesome too! I get to help Batman fighting the bad guys and villians like a superhero, meeting wonderful people and even be there when Bruce -as Batman of course- made the Justice League, I MET SUPERMAN!!, then there's also Batgirl which Bruce revealed was Barbara Gordon -which was Gordon's kid!- that's hilarious, though it's not funny when she keeps stealing YN's attention, just because they're the same age doesn't mean it weights more than them being my family, my sibling, MINE!

My new life and Family is going pretty well until-

Until that assassin Slade or Deathstroke whatever his stupid name is was sent as a hitman by someone to kill me! Everything went down hill after that, YN was angry at Bruce for letting it happened almost crashing out after finding out who tried to kill me if it weren't for Alfred and Bruce calming them down, Bruce, he was either angry at me or at himself for almost getting me killed, not only that he wants me to stop being Robin!

That's not fair! just because of a little accident doesn't mean I have to stop being a vigilante and lay down the Robin mantle for good!

It was all falling apart until I was saved by YN again as they came up with a plan and get Bruce to change his mind.

"I think you should leave this house for a bit, leave gotham and go somewhere else"

What?

"Maybe it's because Dad doesn't trust you enough to keep on being Robin, maybe you need to just find yourself out there".

Leave? why do I have to leave you?

"Head to Jump city, it's a good place to start from there, I'm sure you'll find friends or even make a group like what Bruce had with Batman in Justice League".

I don't need to go anywhere! I want to stay with you!

"Please Dick, I can't see you falling again you were meant to fly but this thing with you as Robin with Batman is pulling you down," YN said before hugging me.

"I promise I'll keep in touch with you, but for now I'll take care of Bruce and try to talk him out when he returns from that space mission, He can't stop you when you're far away". They then kissed my head before seeing me off to head to Jump City.

And I promise to come back even stronger and become a better Robin to prove I can stay by your side.

Heeding their words and advice I did end up meeting new friends and making a group I could also call family, The Teen Titans while I was in Jump City we spent a lot of time saving the world, becoming a great team, and even closer as a family, it was nice but nothing could beat being a family with YN.

Just like they promised they talked with Bruce making him trust me to keep the Robin mantel, only making me feel even more thankful towards YN but in exchange I had to join another group that was more official and under the guidance of the Justice League for any of their side-kick or apprentices.

It's a bit humiliating to still be in Batman's shadow so I did something about it and became Nightwing, a name that Superman helped me with, a separate hero from Robin and from Batman something I made for myself, I'll do anything to make sure YN efforts were not in vain and make the most of the chance they gave me, it's only fair to show gratitude to your older sibling when they gave you another chance to make up for your loses.

Is it fair though? when I have to share them with another sibling? it doesn't seem fair to me, in fact, why did I have to do all of this just so another kid could swoop in and take my place?

But a good brother must learn how to share, a good brother knows how to be patient and a good brother must be nice towards the younger one even if the younger one is a little stealing piece of shit.

It's fine, it's fine! Everything will go back to the way they were soon, I just have to wait.

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As the night air of Gotham City filled his lungs, a figure quickly jump and ran past many buildings and rooftop with his fast and agile skills to get to the location of his new client.

"This one better pay more than what it's worth for sending me back in this bat-infested hell hole" He muttered as he sneaked into the warehouse and climbed up the catwalk leading to a dimly lit room filled with busted computers and machinery littered with cobwebs and cockroaches.

Reaching towards a desk with an old office chair facing out near a grime and dust-covered window looking out towards to Crime Alley of the city.

"Who is Death?". He rolled his eyes behind the mask when a voice asked as he answer the code to announce his presence.

"The Lamb and The Wolf". Upon saying the correct answer the chair then slowly swiveled to face him revealing a man sitting in the seat with his eyes staring straight towards him that were blank with a tinge of green in the irises, the veins from his face down to his neck and wrist were glowing in a bright hue of green.

He tensed up but moved forward to look closely at his supposed client when something or someone moved behind him, quickly turning he pulled out his gun to shoot and missed just to hit the only lit light in the room since they were too fast before something touched his forehead.

Feeling his whole body suddenly drop on the metal ground as his arms and legs become paralyzed and heavy, he can only use his eyes to look around trying to catch the face of the perpetrator but fails due to the shattered bulb and the weak moonlight coming through the skylight of the warehouse.

"It's nice to meet you again Mr. Deathstroke" He could hear their voice regarding him by his alias but couldn't pinpoint their direction due to the pounding of his head and the hazy effect running throughout his body.

"Can I call you Slade? Or maybe for proper manners I should cal you as Mr. Wilson instead?". They asked as they revealed his real last name.

Wilson's eyes slightly widen from their knowledge of his identity but quickly hides his surprise to prevent them from ever getting the upper hand, he meticulously makes sure no one can dig anything important about his personal life, who is this person to know his last name.

"I really just wanna guess what you might be thinking but just for funsies how about I do this instead?-" As they talk the sound of something thudding along with footsteps rumble on the metal floor before they show their face to him.

Slade Joseph Wilson, a man whose name makes the powerful people in the underground tremble in fear for their lives should they ever be the one at the end of his gun or sword, the man who will be the fastest and deadliest assassin in the world, who will take down many heroes and gods alike by his own, superhuman abilities, skills, power, and sheer will.

Felt more fear than he ever did from his years in this cruel and unmerciful world, his heart kept pumping like he just run for more than a few miles, he's instincts and guts screamed at him to run and flee like his life was -for the first time- truly in danger.

That person was not a nobody or even one of those rich, snobby, and pot-bellied men or overconfident and lustful women that usually hire him, no they were none of that.

He knew them, even before he took that job to kill Robin, how could he not? It was a massive secret among the underground who YN Wayne was, every normal rich person knew they were only a child born from a one-night stand Bruce had with some woman but only the real people working for the Big man and the real deal knew who they were.

YN Wayne was not just the ordinary child of Bruce Wayne that was born out of an accident and the Beloved Child of Gotham, No they were also the precious grandchild of the only daughter of the Big Man himself who went missing years ago until her untimely death he was so feared and no one even knew who this Big Man is, He was never afraid of the guy but still choose to stir away just in case.

He fears no man and everyone fears him but this foreign feeling consumes his head as he watches the young Wayne kneel down and give him a wicked smile as they tap their cane on his mask to take it off.

"Would you look at all those thoughts running into your little murderous brain". They speak out of fascination and interest disregarding the man lying below as he continues to hyperventilate from their intrusion into his brain.

Reaching out to touch his head again, the veins in their hand glow the same as the ones from the unmoving man on the chair once they come near his skin, As soon as their fingers and his skin touch a wave of pain and shock zapped throughout his body making him scream.

An Excruciating pain where he feels his body getting ripped apart from his joints, flesh, and even his skin then to be put back together.

"Stay still I just need something from you" Their smile widens, and the faint glow of green brightens more as they dig deeper into his head as the pain grows and screams slowly fill the abandoned warehouse.

After some time Slade woke up from his forced sleep completely delirious as he remembered the moments that happened awhile ago.

"Looks like the Deathstroke finally woke up from his killer sleep". He heard YN's voice and he turned to see them sitting on the desk as he found himself on the chair.

Slade quickly moves on his feet as he finds the adrenaline and anger deep inside his body when he feels their hold on him no more, He slams them on the table with a hand on their throat before grabbing his military knife that was miraculously still in his belt before aiming it at their throat.

As he tries to stab the weapon in their flesh, his hands shake and tremble from a sudden strong force stopping him making him frustrated and glare at the child.

"Stop resisting and enough with your meta-powers kid, this ends with you dead and a payment for trying to -might I add- put the fear of god on me". Slade growled and tried to choke the barely teenager kid but they just smiled as his hand around their throat loosened by what he felt was his will.

"I said quit with the-" He growled out in frustration but the kid just let out a laugh as they watch him struggle.

"Powers? What powers Mr. Wilson? none of it is working right now you're a smart man you should have caught on by now that I'm only using it when my eyes glows". They explained as they stay lay limped on the table while watching the knife on directly above their eye shake in his hands.

Slade took note of it and studied their eyes that was back to their normal color and notice that their hands were on the side not even touching him, Trying again he reeled his arm back and drove down but his hand keep stopping by just an inch near the Wayne's eye.

"I'm not the one controlling you Mr. Wilson" They mock him as Slade backs away and look at his hands in horror.

"What have you done to me?!". He shouts as the knife clatters on the floor as he sends a murderous look at the child, YN just shrugs as they sit up on the desk and lazily look at Slade still holding a small smile.

"Nothing much just did a little tweak in your brain". They smiled before grabbing their cane and jumping off the desk to walk around the defeated Slade who fell on his knees.

"I knew talking to you without me getting killed would never be a possibility so- I took your will to kill or hurt me instead- Technically now it's you who's stopping yourself". They revealed before stopping in front of Slade as they looked down at him, their eyes revealing the small glow under the shadows of the room.

"You see there's something in this world that you just don't understand yet Mr. Wilson but you don't get the privilege to know that just yet-" The young one kneeled down as they peered through his soul revealing everything that Slade hides behind his eyes and mind.

"What I want you to know though is that You don't belong in my script, you weren't supposed to be a part of this but you just made a mistake and squeezed yourself in any way". They sneered at him before gripping his jaw with their small hands in a surprisingly very tight grip that almost broke his bones, Slade groaned in pain as he tried to talk while his jaw was starting to lock.

"What fucking scrip are you talking about you psychotic shit-"

"Shut up you don't get to talk, by the way that little shit you pulled to Robin? you don't get away with that, Batman might let you but I won't" Their grip tightened even more and Slade could feel his teeth and gums as well as his jaw crack from their inhumane strength a far cry from what fragile, gentle persona, and form they present to the world.

"That little Robin belongs to Me and I get a say on whether or not I don't want him anymore, I won't let you destroy my plans and my perfect family just because you're dumb enough to get played by the Joker to kill my perfect little brother". YN divulged the truth as Slade's eyes widened from the confession and the dots that connected in his head.

"Don't even think about using the truth or bother remembering this because I won't let you ruin my game". They said reading his thoughts before delivering a harsh smack with their cane to his cheek that was strong enough to send him back to the ground.

"I already got what information I wanted from you so I'll let you go until I need something from you again". They then smiled before touching Slade's head one more time and scrambling more into his brain.

"You won't get to remember this but somewhere or some time you will when I want to and when that happens make sure you follow what's written down for you, I don't like Improvs". As Slade roars in pain and anger his body fails to follow his orders to fight back the room around him shakes and distorts in and out of reality as a silhouette of a person with glowing eyes consumes his vision and reaches out their fingers to crawl deep into his brain forcing the memories of his mind to be blocked deep inside.

"You'll pay for this!! I'll find out everything and once I do I'll rip off your little brain with my bare hands!!" He declares as his eyes roll back slowly losing to the darkness only remembering those haunting eyes staring into his soul.

"We will meet again Wilson, if Death and the Fates permit it".

His world fades as the laughing and the sound of steps walking away from him fade.

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HEY! What's up sorry for the long wait I added more stuff from my original version just for you guys! and more YN lore!

Anyway sorry for the weird narrative and mixing of TT (2003) and YJ in one universe I know they don't exist at the same time but TT has a special place in my heart besides this is just for the plot I won't be dwelling too much around them other than possible one shot if it comes to it.

So the versions here should be a mix from:

Prime Earth, Some of Post and Pre-Crisis, Teen Titan, and YJ but this doesn't have to be cannon cannon, So many things could still change.

Bruce has two feral children in his hands now and a few more coming in oh boy.

I added two new villains for now and some will keep coming in the next update Hope you guys liked this

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42 . pool party (written)

"i'm actually gonna beat your ass if you shoot me one more time," you told ricky after he sprayed you with the water gun yet again, all while you were just trying to complete a simple task.

everyone was in prep mode for natty's pool party: decorating, locking doors, making sure everything was in place. you were trying to be helpful, but ricky had other plans.

"do it, bitch," he said, bucking at you.

"you motherfucker!" you lunged at him, and he took off running. "you're such a fucking pussy!" you yelled as you chased him across the backyard.

"i'm not gonna just sit there and get hit, the fuck!" he called back.

"you should with all the shit you talk!" you shouted.

"why are y'all running?" zhang hao asked, glancing up from the bar he was setting up.

"because he pisses me off," you said, not slowing down.

"just don't mess anything up," hanbin warned from across the yard.

"trust, the only thing i'll be messing up is ricky," you snapped, eyes locked on your target.

"you have to catch me first!" ricky shouted, glancing over his shoulder, just in time to run straight into a lawn chair after nearly colliding with yunjin, who'd just stepped in front of him.

"catch who?" yunjin asked, raising a brow as she blocked his path.

"bitch," ricky cursed, trying to swerve around her, but by then, you were already there.

"i won't catch who now?" you grinned, smacking him with the pool noodle you'd been carrying.

"you wouldn't have if it wasn't for yunjin!" ricky protested, trying, and failing, to block your attacks.

"and? of course, my girl helped me," you said proudly, finally backing off.

"we cool now?" ricky asked, breathless.

"for now," you nodded, walking back over to yunjin.

"i'm not even gonna question what was happening there," yunjin said as you joined her.

"probably for the better," you replied.

"but you wanna take some pictures?" yunjin asked, holding up her phone.

"wait yes. i haven't taken any yet," you said, lighting up.

"yay!" she smiled.

after taking a few shots with julie, belle, and yunjin, you were hanging out with natty near the shallow end of the pool, both of you perched on the edge with your feet in the water. you were passing a blunt back and forth just talking.

at some point one the joint was gone, natty reached out and flicked a droplet of water at your face. you gasped dramatically and splashed her back, which quickly spiraled into a mini splash war.

which somehow caused all of your friends to spawn and now you all were in the pool with ricky, matthew, zhang hao, and hanbin causing a wave pool as the girls rode the wave. some of the water was splashing over but nobody cared since you all were just having fun.

then, somehow, you all ended up deciding to do pool races. it was a spontaneous idea, but everyone was surprisingly down. luckily, the rest of the party gave the pool to your group for the time being—probably because natty was in there. you noticed a few people casually stepping out of the water once your group got in, like they already knew the chaos that was about to happen.

to split into teams, you made everyone line up and count off by twos. team one ended up being ricky, matthew, julie, and natty. team two was zhang hao, hanbin, belle, and yunjin. you stayed out to be the official judge, self-appointed.

first up was ricky vs zhang hao. they got to the edge of the pool, holding on like they were about to compete in the olympics or something.

"ready!" you yelled. "set... go!" they took off, and ricky shot ahead super fast. zhang hao tried to keep up, but ricky was just doing the most. he hit the wall first, obviously proud of himself.

next was matthew vs hanbin. this one was way closer. matthew was strong, but hanbin swam like he'd done this a bunch of times. they were neck and neck for a bit, but matthew slowed down just a little and hanbin pulled ahead to win it.

then came julie vs belle. they screamed like they were in a drama before diving in. julie's swimming was a little messy, but she was fast. belle looked more chill and steady, but julie's speed made her win. she celebrated like she just won gold.

last up was natty vs yunjin. you already knew this one was gonna be intense. they were both laughing and fake elbowing each other like they were about to fight instead of swim.

"ready... set... go!" they dove in at the same time and were super close the whole way. it looked like a tie until natty suddenly sped up at the end and barely beat yunjin to the wall.

she turned and swam back to you, taking her time like she wasn't just racing full speed a second ago.

she turned and swam back toward you, closing the distance slowly, casually, like she wasn't just racing a second ago.

"did you have faith in me?" natty asked.

"i'm not gonna lie, i genuinely had no idea who would win," you said.

"are you gonna give me a prize for winning?" natty asked with a smirk.

"i can pour you a shot," you offered.

"i'll take it," natty said.

the two of you stayed there, sitting at the edge of the pool with your legs in the water, talking as the others slowly made their way out and left the two of you alone. there was music still playing faintly in the background, but you two weren't paying attention to much else.

eventually, she leaned against your shoulder, still catching her breath from laughing at something you said. you couldn't tell if it was the tequila, the heat, or just natty, but you felt weird having her this close to you now.

you stood up to go grab another drink, and natty reached up to tug your wrist. "where you going?"

"don't worry, i'll be right back," you said, flashing her a smirk, but just as you were getting ready to walk off, a pair of strong arms suddenly grabbed you from behind and lifted you clean off the ground.

“ahh—matthew, put me the fuck down!” you yelled, flailing in his grip.

“sorry, y/n!” he laughed, right before launching both of you into the pool. when you surfaced, gasping and wiping your face, everyone around the pool was cracking up, especially ricky and natty, who were practically doubled over.

before matthew could climb out, you grabbed his arm with a grin. “we should get ricky and natty next.”

“i’m so down,” he grinned back.

you both got out of the pool, playfully shoving each other to keep the act casual, before heading straight for your next victims.

“honestly, you deserved that,” natty said once her laughter finally calmed down.

“yeah? and you know what you deserve?” you said, stepping toward her.

“what?” she challenged, raising a brow.

“the same thing.” you wrapped your arms around her in a tight hug before she could escape.

“y/n! let me go!” she yelped, struggling against you.

“nah, you thought that shit was hilarious,” you said, dragging her slowly toward the pool.

“i did, but that doesn’t mean—y/n, stop!” she protested, even as her laughter betrayed her.

“but this is even funnier,” you bent down and scooped her into a bridal carry.

“okay, wait. i kinda like this,” natty said, locking eyes with you. she stopped resisting, instead wrapping her arms loosely around your neck.

“i’m glad you do,” you said and jumped in.

she gripped you tighter as the water swallowed you both. when you resurfaced, she was still clinging to you, arms hooked around your neck like she had no intention of letting go.

“now that’s fun,” you breathed out.

“yeah… it was,” natty agreed, smiling at you.

the two of you just floated there, close, her arms still around you. you weren’t saying anything, but the energy was there. then natty leaned in, eyes flicking down toward your lips. you leaned your head back, just slightly, dodging her advance.

from the edge of the pool, someone yelled, “kiss! kiss! kiss!” and suddenly the rest of the group joined in, chanting. you looked around, flustered, avoiding everyone's eyes.

“can you let go of me now?” you asked quietly. natty blinked, her smile faltering, but she let go.

you swam to the edge without looking back and climbed out, the cheers dying behind you. as you walked, people instinctively made space, letting you pass in silence. you might’ve been a little buzzed earlier, but that whole moment sobered you fast.

you grabbed your towel and wrapped it tightly around yourself, slipping on your shoes before heading back inside. you didn’t even hesitate, you knew exactly where you were going natty’s room for your phone. you didn’t check your notifications or look at any group chats. the second you had your phone in your hand, you opened your messages and went straight to daniela.

right now, she was the only person you wanted to talk to, maybe even see.

natty walked into the room, wrapped in a towel, her expression already heavy—but it shifted into something even sadder when she saw you.

the two of you stood there in thick silence, just… looking at each other until you finally broke it.

“i was just in here for my phone,” you said, your voice quieter than expected. you clutched your phone and moved to leave, but stopped when she spoke.

“y/n, wait.”

“yeah?” you paused at the door, glancing back at her.

“did you not kiss me because there were people watching… or because you didn’t want to?” she asked. “just be honest.”

you took a breath before speaking, “i wish i could say it was about the crowd. like, that i didn’t want our first kiss to be in front of everyone. but… i don’t like you like that.”

“damn. i’m just delusional, then,” natty gave a small, dry laugh.

“don’t say that,” you said gently. “i thought we were joking around. i didn’t know you felt that way.”

“i thought we were kinda feeling each other,” she admitted, voice barely above a whisper. “especially these past couple of days.”

“i’m… basically dating someone,” you said.

“oh—i didn’t know.” she looked down.

“that’s on me. i should’ve made it clearer that i wasn’t interested like that. i just didn’t realize…”

“damn. you really are oblivious,” she muttered.

“has dating me ever crossed your mind?” she asked softly.

“honestly… first year, yeah. but not anymore. i’m sorry.” you hesitated.

“so i fumbled my chance,” she chuckled.

“it’s okay, though. you could do so much better than me,” you offered.

“i really don’t think i can,” she said with a weak smile.

“can i ask who you're into?” she asked after a second.

“…daniela,” you said.

“wait—really? oh my god. that explains why she’s been giving me death glares these past few days.” natty blinked.

“she has?” you asked.

“yeah. it all makes sense now,” she sighed. “and honestly… i think y’all would be cute together.”

“thanks. i’ll tell her you said that.”

“please don’t,” she said quickly. “she can’t know i said that.”

you both shared a small laugh.

“well,” she added, “if you two ever break up or whatever… remember me.”

“i’d hope we don’t, but… for your sake, i’ll say i will,” you replied.

“i’ll back off now,” she said, serious again. “gotta protect my heart a little.”

“i still hope you’ll come around though.”

“of course. i promised i would.”

“i just feel bad that i rejected you in front of a whole crowd,” you sighed.

“yeah… i’ve got some healing to do after that one,” she said, half-joking, half-sincere.

“natty…”

“i’ll be fine,” she said, waving it off. “enjoy the rest of the party if you’re staying.”

“i kinda have to. we all stayed here last night.”

“oh, true. i did promise to drive y’all back tomorrow.”

“i might get someone to come pick me up later, just so things aren’t awkward.”

“if not, i still got you,” she said.

“thanks. i appreciate it.”

“well… see you later,” natty stepped aside, letting you walk through the doorway.

“yeah,” you said, giving her a small nod before leaving the room.

you let out the biggest sigh as you stepped outside. everything felt loud and bright and exhausting now. you headed straight for a lawn chair and collapsed into it, pulling your towel tighter around you.

you planned to sit there for a solid thirty minutes, and then quietly call an uber, hopefully without anyone bothering you.

you checked your phone. still no message from daniela. your brain spiraled instantly: she’s probably with someone else. or dead. or just hates you now.

you tried to distract yourself with social media, scrolling aimlessly, until a funny video popped up. the kind of thing only you and daniela would laugh at. and just like that, you were back in her messages.

but before you could overthink too hard, you heard a familiar voice.

“y/n!” julie’s voice rang out as she approached.

“where the fuck did you go?” she asked, flopping down next to you.

“i was talking to natty. and now i’m just waiting for an appropriate moment to dip.”

“wait—what? why are you leaving?”

“do you not know?”

“i’ve been mixing drinks with zhang hao and hanbin for the past hour.” julie blinked.

“natty tried to kiss me in the pool,” you looked at her, deadpan.

“she did what!?” julie’s eyes widened. thank god for the loud music, no one noticed her scream.

“i jumped in with her, like jokingly. she was still holding onto me when we came up, and i guess she thought it was a moment… she leaned in and i dodged it.”

“oh my god…” julie covered her mouth.

“and it was worse because everyone was chanting for us to kiss. but i wasn’t feeling it. so i asked her to let go, and i just… left.”

“y/n…” julie looked heartbroken for you.

“then we talked. i had to reject her. i didn’t want to keep playing around if she was serious.”

“damn. i cannot believe i missed all that.”

“i’m glad you missed it. that was so embarrassing.”

“are you okay though?” julie asked, scooting closer.

“i’m fine. i’m just… worried about her.”

“don’t feel bad for being honest,” julie said. “she’ll be okay.”

“but i feel like i lost a friend. we got so close lately.”

“i really think you two can bounce back from this.”

“i hope so,” you said.

“would you be mad if i went to check on her?” julie hesitated.

“of course not. she probably needs that more than i do.” you shook your head.

“i’ll be back soon then,” julie said, standing up.

“i’m ordering an uber in like ten minutes anyway.”

“oh—well i’ll see you at home then,” she said.

“i’m just gonna do my little goodbye lap and head out.”

“alright. be safe, and seriously, don’t feel too bad. i’ll make sure natty enjoys the rest of the night.”

you stood up to hug her. “you better. i expect a full recap. and videos.”

“you know i gotchu,” julie said before heading back inside.

you pulled out your phone, ready to order the uber, when suddenly your phone dinged with a new message. you swear your phone glitched with how fast you opened it once you saw it was from daniela.

you happily gathered your things, suddenly a lot more excited to leave now that you had something to look forward to.

scanning the party for any familiar faces, you spotted matthew and ricky at a table playing uno with zhang hao and hanbin. you made your way over.

“who’s winning?” you asked casually.

all four of them jumped at the sound of your voice.

“y/n, you're alive!” matthew shouted dramatically.

“were there rumors i died?” you raised a brow.

“i just haven’t seen you since you and natty disappeared underwater,” matthew said.

“and you didn’t think to check if we ever came up?”

“i assumed someone else would’ve.”

“wow. so none of y’all know what actually happened?”

“i just saw natty follow you inside,” ricky said. “and honestly, i don’t think i wanna know.”

“well, i can promise it’s not what you’re thinking—but i’ll let julie fill you in.”

“wait, what happened?” zhang hao finally spoke up.

“i may have just ruined my friendship with natty,” you admitted.

“holy shit, what?” hanbin gaped.

“julie’ll catch you up,” you said, backing away. “my ride’s almost here and i gotta say bye to a few more people. bye bye!”

“that’s just messed up!” ricky called out behind you.

you ignored him, moving through the crowd in search of belle and yunjin. you knew a lot of people here, but they were the ones you needed to talk to before leaving. after weaving through the party for a bit, you found them in the most predictable spot: the smoking circle, passing a joint back and forth.

“heyyy,” you greeted as you walked up.

“you want a hit?” yunjin offered, holding the joint out to you.

“i would love to, but i’m literally about to leave.”

“huh? why?” belle asked.

“dani’s picking me up,” you said with a grin.

“you whore,” belle teased immediately.

“but no, for real… i just rejected natty and i don’t think she wants me around anymore, so i’m heading out.”

“what?!” both of them instantly sat up from their lounging positions.

“tell julie to give you the full rundown,” you said, already turning to leave. “i gotta go steal some alcohol before i go.”

“ain’t no way you drop half the tea and then dip,” yunjin shouted after you.

you just waved and made your way to the bar, grabbing a few shooters and slipping them into your bag. almost like perfect timing, your phone buzzed with a text from daniela that she was pulling up soon.

you quickly made your way outside, dodging around parked cars in the driveway and along the street until you spotted her familiar red car cruising toward you.

you stood up straight, trying to look decent. thankfully you were dry by now, even if you were still in your swimsuit, with the rest of your clothes stuffed into your bag.

daniela rolled down the window, resting one arm on the door and leaning slightly toward you. she looked so good.

“how much you charge, babygirl?” she asked, smirking.

“i’m expensive. you sure you can afford me?” you teased, leaning on her window.

“i mean... do you see my car?” daniela shot back.

“then let me in. i’ll show you a good time.”

“doors always unlocked for you.”

you laughed as you opened the door and slid into the passenger seat. daniela pulled off once you had your seatbelt on.

“damn, so that’s where natty lives?” she asked, glancing in the rearview mirror.

“yeah… her pool’s nice, though.”

“mhm.” daniela just nodded, eyes on the road.

“so…” she glanced over at you, “wanna tell me what happened?”

you hesitated for a second, then went for it. “natty tried to kiss me.”

“i see,” daniela said, gripping the wheel a little tighter.

“but i backed away before she could. and i finally rejected her because... i realized she really did like me.”

“wait—natty likes you? oh my god. who would've guessed?” daniela let out a slow breath.

“okay, look—i was distracted. i didn’t notice how she was looking at me.”

“oh yeah? what were you so distracted by?”

“you.” you turned your head and looked at her.

that shut her up real fast.

“oh—” daniela blinked, completely caught off guard.

you could see the way her grip on the wheel loosened slightly, the tension in her shoulders softening as a small smile tugged at her lips.

“you can’t just drop that and not expect me to crash the car,” she said, finally glancing at you again.

“i’m just being honest. you’re always on my mind lately,” you laughed softly, leaning your head back against the seat.

“does this mean you’re done hanging out with natty all the time now?” daniela asked, her voice light but laced with something a little deeper.

“until she gets over me,” you said quietly.

“i don’t think you’re ever gonna see her again.” daniela glanced over at you.

“don’t say that,” you frowned.

“i’m serious,” she said, eyes focused on the road. “i like you, so i get it. that feeling doesn’t just go away. she might never get over you.”

you let out a soft sigh, sinking a bit further into the seat. “i’ll just miss our friendship.”

“it’s okay. i’ll introduce you to some of my friends,” daniela offered casually.

“do you even have other friends?” you turned to her, deadpan.

“wow. the disrespect.” daniela gasped, mock-offended.

“no, like—i’m serious,” you said, grinning. “i’ve only ever seen you with the same five people.”

“i have some others,” she muttered, clearly bluffing.

“sure you do,” you laughed. “so, what’s the plan now?”

“i didn’t really have one,” daniela shrugged. “i was gonna offer to go somewhere, but i didn’t know how you were feeling after all that.”

“my clothes are still kinda damp,” you admitted.

“we can go back to mine,” she offered. “you can borrow something to wear.”

“yes. a thousand times yes.”

“alright, let’s go then,” daniela smiled.

you looked out the window for a second, then turned back to her. “wait. i’m just now realizing—i’ve never actually been over to your place.”

“it’s about time, then,” she glanced at you with a smirk.

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saffron-words · 1 year ago

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Introduction and UtsuKare Translations Master Post

Some of you might recognize me as that Russian translator of Utsukushii Kare books from Wattpad. I decided to revive my tumblr to compile all the links and explanations here for those of you, My Beautiful Man fans, who can't wait for official English releases of the books.

I could never keep a blog, so for now here I'll just tell how it all came about, and you can find links to all my MBM translations at the end (feel free to just skip the wall of text).

So a couple of years ago I finally bowed down and decided to read Utsukushii Kare series in Japanese for language practice, even though I found the summary unappealing and I'm generally suspicious of overhyped media (as far as BL novels go, these books seemed to be The most hyped-up series in Japan). Much to my surprise, I loved it so much it was hard to move on. And while I waited for a chance to buy book 3 and Interlude, I gobbled up everything else related to the series that I could. The manga was only just starting, I didn't like dramaCDs (but I'm in the minority), and the drama somehow revived my love for watching Jdramas, even though I thought that this part of my fandom life has been over for years. When the second season started airing, I made a new friend in the Russian-speaking parts of the Internet who was even more obsessed with MBM than I am, and we fangirled to our hearts' content. At some point I promised her to translate the big sex scene from the end of book 3 as a gift for all the talks. I did, and since back then there was nothing for book 3 in any European language, as far as I know, I decided to post it online and give a link to English-speaking UtsuKare fans too. And since Wattpad doesn't allow copying text, and the browser translator feature from Google Translate was really inadequate, I also put up a link to the translation made with Deepl. As far as machine translators go, it is noticeably more comprehensible, and I didn't have the time (or skills to do the book justice, really) to translate it to English myself. Anyway, after this excerpt I thought I could manage one more important scene from book 3, then one more, and then I finally gave up and started translating it properly from the beginning. I also started correcting mistranslations in Deepl-versions that I kept doing for English readers, so some parts of the book are now much more readable than others. Now the third and the second book are done and I started to work on book 4, Mamanaranai Kare that was published in Japan at the end of October 2024. I also translated several stories from Interlude and plan to do at least one more, and maybe some others for some holidays.

So here are the links to everything I've translated from My Beautiful Man book series:

Book 3 "Nayamashii Kare" which continues the story past the movie (completed). The text is in Russian, but there are links to decent machine translations to English at the beginning of each part (I've also run through most of them and corrected the mistranslations). Or you can use the in-browser translation feature, but the results would be less readable.

Book 2 "Nikurashii Kare" which was technically turned into season 2 of the drama and the movie, but the script has deviated so much from the book, at times it's like a completely different story (completed). I don't make Deepl translations for this since the official English release finally came out in December.

Stories from the Interlude. A number of stand-alone stories from the collection of them called "Interlude". The book has a total of 15 stories, and I probably won't translate it in its entirety, but I've dones the ones that I personally liked. One of them had also been translated to English by Mauli before, but I didn't use her version when working on mine. The rest of the stories have never been translated by anyone else, as far as I know. These, too, have links to Deepl-versions at the beginning.

Book 4 "Mamanaranai Kare" continues where book 3 left off. Ongoing. Usually I can manage at least one update per month, sometimes more, and I plan to divide the whole book into 12 parts. Each part will have a link to an English version which is machine-translated but with all mistranslations corrected by me.

Disclaimer: my Japanese is not yet really on a level good enough to translate fiction, and there are bound to be mistranslations even if you read the original Russian versions. But I'm cross-checking myself on everything to try and keep those mistakes to minor things. I also know how to translate so I made sure that the text flows well, doesn't feel choppy and retains the same vibe that I get from reading the original.

#utsukushii kare #my beautiful man #utsukare #japanese bl #美しい彼

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whennoodlesformwords · 3 months ago

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One Myphai/Phaidei AU (Library and Romance flavor) For the Counter

I lied, this one is bugging my head and refused to stop so I release it to the world and let it roam free and pester yall instead. Y'all get two today.

*i say that like I have a following but it's just one person (hi there random person I love u <3)*

The Meal:

Phainon and Mydei meet in the library often and they start checking out books before each other to get the other’s attention (yes this is very whisper of the heart coded but in my opinion they started it with the whole 'visit my library thing' so what am I supposed to do, hm?)

Phainon ( i really wanna give him the nickname kelvin instead of kevin if he's a chemistry or science major, but I'll restrain myself) and Mydei recognize that there's a cute guy who always checks books out (Phainon prefers some occasional apocalyptic or sci-fi genres alongside his school mandated text books, while Mydei is a sucker for historical and historical fiction and refuses to elaborate on why he also sneaks in a few cookbooks into the pile too) and wants to get the others attention.

You can choose (probably Mydei with his subtle anonymous romantics but Phainon is always bold as well so who knows) who makes the first move, but they start checking out other genres of books before the other in an attempt to catch their attention. Soon, though, they start leaving sticky notes since that didn't work. It started one time (on accident, totally not on purpose)when Phainon checked a book out and accidentally left one in, but then Mydei saw and wrote a little message on it hoping that maybe Phainon would make sure to get it back. When Phainon remembered he left a sticky note in his book (or the librarian reminded him to stop putting notes in his book) he went to look for the book only to find the sticky note inside with a note and another book to check out.

They start a back and forth, learning about each other (Mydei always finds a way to reply bc hes probably the librarian assistant) and it keeps going until the end of the school year, when the final note one of them leaves is a phone number (or if it’s both of them leaving their number and a place / message saying they want to meet up) and then they hit it off from there and rediscover a lot about each other.

Sides:

Phainon keeps talking about the hot guy he always sees in the library and is always like ‘yea u can’t be as hot as him’ kinda thing and Mydei just is so confused until Phainon gives a description of the guy and Mydei is like "oh no he’s so whipped for me…..now we can tease him" so he starts insulting himself (the guy Phainon is talking about) and Phainon just starts defending the guy and it escalates to Mydei daring Phainon to go up and talk to him, saying he assumed Phainon hasn’t even spoken to the guy, and Phainon is just a mess trying to keep checking out these books when he approaches Mydei all cool and tries to talk and strike up conversation with this stoic librarian helper (or however you wanna put it).

Mydei makes Phainon check out awkward books along with what’s going to help him in his courses, and Phainon is trying not to look awkward in front of this guy checking out his books (and trying to be subtle while checking him out as well lol) and Mydei just keeps making note of what gets a reaction out of Phainon so that he can keep teasing him after he officially introduces himself beyond their little book talks.

Phainon makes Mydei check out books that he also likes so that if they ever meet they can talk about all the books together, hoping that Mydei likes them too (based on how it takes a while for him to spot the books on the shelves again even after they talk, Mydei probably does read those books. And if Phainon sees him looking around at other books to read similar to what Phainon makes him check out, he'll keep that to himself.)

Hyacine and the other chrysos heirs just watch from the sidelines and have a running chat on how the endeavor is going from both sides (since these two are practically the most eligible bachelors on campus or smthn) and castorice finds it so romantic that she keeps giving Mydei little romance novel recommendations that he reads through and sticks his note onto one of the sweetest /cringiest/ smuttiest parts that Phainon has to get stuck with seeing. One time he found a manga book and *accidentally* asked castorice for a copy of her 18+ doujins and put it inside it (idk how it works but it would work for the power of plot) and Phainon, being overeager and trusting, opened the book up in the middle of class to find the note, and now rumors are spreading that he's into yaoi which he isnt (it's a lie if people say the book was never found again, he swears it was in the library system He's below stealing from public property. Private, however, is a different story)

Thought of this as like a 'message in a bottle' kinda thing but instead of a bottle its a book, and I'm a sucker for anonymous identities and all that as well as a little cliche romance. Feel free to tweak or write what you want from this, I think I actually thought of adding different books from aeons as the authors (or other prominent hsr characters) and it made me crack up that I could title a book as being written by Zagreus and Aha and I actually liked it so much.

Anyways hope yall liked it, lemme know if you bounce more ideas off of this I'd love to see what y'all think up or write. I know hsr and the phaidei ship is blowing up rn (fanfic writers pls keep writing i love you guys mwah) and I'm a big lover of this ship too. I have a few more ideas that I may hold off on for now but enjoy this in the meantime!

Happy writing and plot bunny managing (say hi to them for me) and make sure to keep yourself safe and hydrated and fed and know that ur loved~

#hsr #honkai star rail #honkai starrail #fanfic ideas #ramenwrites #ramen writes #mydei #phainon #phainon x mydei #myphai #phaidei #story time #story ideas #fanfic prompts #i dont think ill think of libraries as the same again #hsr fanfics #is that a tag or no #might add more tags based on how this goes

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sea-of-dust · 1 year ago

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Making chocolate for Lyney!

N:I had an idea to wrote catching yugioh protags at a part time job. Might finally fix that yugioh hole in my ml

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Running around Fontaine without him attached to your hip was hard enough, but trying to hide something too? He's gonna make a GREAT plot for drama. The markets lights bright enough to keep you awake dim enough to not burn them entirely. Buying the ingredients were quite easy, if you would have gone in the morning he would have known the very instant he saw what you bought, maybe even just knowing where your going, he'd make it aggressively obvious he knew too. This was a surpise he's not going to rub your cheek and smirk while stating how much he adores you. Flirting and neck/cheek kisses will not make chocolate!!

He'd 100% get giddy noticing you make chocolate, that's probably when he'd get the most chaotic, in the kitchen of all places. "It smells of chocolate you don't happen to be making any?" "Whaaatt totally not what?" You try to block it from his view even when he moves perspective. "It's obvious it's there" smirking he jokingly reaches for it. "Nooo, it's not" "hehe" without a sweat, he kisses your cheek. "Thank you." "for what?" Your mind officially going blank "for making me chocolate" he kisses you again "you and I both know it's not for you" "and if it is?" "Then you wouldn't be making so much of an effort to hide it" Your heart skipped a beat from how well he knew you. "You'll get them when they're done..." smirking he kisses your neck "I know they'll be amazing" you know he'd never let you finish those choclates without a pickup line or god forbid getting the urge to cuddle right in the middle of making them.

The daytime nightmare of your boyfriend knocked you out almost as soon as you saw your bed after putting away groceries. He WILL be the first thing you see outside your door. "Y/n!" He tries to peak through your peep hole. Unfortunately, there's no such thing as a reverse peep hole, unable to see anything he waits by the door, as soon as you open it his eyes light up as if filled with energy. "Just intime ma chérie, I was wondering if you'd like to run some errands with me" "oh" rubbing the back of your neck trembling before your next words "I'm a bit busy today" "that's unfortunate, maybe next time then" "I'll make sure of it" you kiss his cheek before waving your goodbyes and closing the door. You knew it would have bothered him for the rest of the day if that kiss wasn't there to soften the blow

Trying to read the instructions the clerk had given you, you got to work, melting,mixing, and pouring into chocolate molds, using your cryo vision to freeze the chocolate after being molded. After that, you prepare the box, using the jumbled decor, you decorate the inside of the box, then the outside. When the chocolate finally solidifies you take it out the ice and wrap them in individually

When the day came, you had to hype yourself up, a bit nervous he might outwardly dislike it, you gulp, going into one of his shows. As soon as you appear in the crowd you, he smiles widely, his glare softens seeing your bashful face amongst the crowd. As soon as the show starts, he does his usual tricks, ones you've seen and almost have gotten to know how he does them, yet are still amazed by eatch sight. Near the end of the show the crowd seemed to almost take a bit of the street despite them not being that close to it. Gracefully he pulls out cards "we've had fun dear audience but I'm afraid I must go" the crowd simultaneously awies in disappointment "not to worry I'm sure we'll meet again" cards suddenly fly in the air disappearing the magician and his assistant, a card landing near you with his face printed on it. "Hold that box tight" holding it tightly suddenly, you feet a tug at your waist, the runaway magican dragging you away with him. "I'm sorry I couldn't go with you yesterday" "No worries" gripping the choclates tighter you interlock the hand on your waist with your own letting yourself run with him. "Sometimes I wish I can go into those cards" "only magicians can ma chérie" "Lynettes tea cup can do magic?" he laughs loudly "that's not what I ment"

As soon as you guys stop, you hand him the box. "They may be a little crushed but" swallowing down you look at him with frail confidence "this is for you" huffing a bit he opens the box, fidgeting with your fingers, you watch him twirl a piece in his hand "what's this?" "Choclate" your mind races with what ifs what if he says he hates chocolate, what if him and Lynette judge you for the rest of time? You watch him take off the wrapper, slowly popping it into his mouth. You try not to look at him as he does, afraid it might be so bad he physically repluses. Without hearing a thing, you feel chocolate trace your lips. "They taste amazing ma chérie, thank you" without giving it much thought he kisses your newly chocolate flavored lips "I'll have to try my hand at this one day" he kisses you again "we should cook together too" lazily wrapping his arms around your neck you point to Lynette calmly ignoring the whole thing. "We should make these together next time, you might be able to catch me grocery shopping" you tease pulling his hat to cover his eyes.

#fluff #x reader #gender neutral reader #genshin impact #lyney #lyney genshin #genshin lyney #genshin x y/n #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin lyney x reader #lyney x reader #lyney x y/n #lyney x you #lyney x gender neutral reader

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smoooothoperator · 2 years ago

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untouchable

08: Little Talks

Lando Norris x OC (Violet Sinclair)

same group friend, unrequited love, acquittances to lovers, ski trip, love triangle

Words: 3.8k

Warnings: fluff, heart opening talks

a/n: I will say that probably this was one of the hardest chapter to write? Because I don't want to end this story yet, and I feel that what happens in this chapter is something very important. (psst, check the description of the tropes!!)

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Even if the air was cold, even if breathing hurt because of cold air getting inside my lungs, I still feel my face and chest warm, as well as all the parts of my body he touches.

After the sunset, the four of us got up and decided to do a walk around the village waiting for the call that would tell us that the rented car was ready. We went to the Christmas market, looking at the little stands and buying a warm cup of hot chocolate to warm our hands. There were stands of jewelry and other handcrafted things, as well as places with decorations for the Christmas tree made of wood or glass. As the market of the village we are staying in, this one is lit by fairy lights and a big tree in the middle of it with kids running around it.

Lando held my hand all the time, keeping it warm even if I was using gloves and placing a hand on my shoulder when we stopped in front of a stand to watch it, making me stand close to him and lean on his touch.

I looked at him and saw his eyes glued to a pair of bracelets, making me smile. I'll make sure to buy them when he's not looking.

“There's a stand with street food!” Pietra gasped looking around.

“Go ahead, I want to look at more things on this stand” I said and felt Lando squeezing my hand, making me look at him. “Go, I'll go quickly”

I saw them walk away and I smiled, looking back at the stand and buying the matching bracelets.

“Are those for you and that boy, hm?” the lady smiled, putting the bracelets on a box. “Is he your boyfriend? You two look cute”

“Something like that” I said blushing, putting the box inside my backpack. “We are working on it”

“Well, let me tell you that you two are doing a good job”

I smiled at her, blushing. I made my way back towards them, with many things going on in my mind.

“Something you liked?” he asked, looking back at the stand.

“Hm? Oh… No” I smiled. “I only wanted to watch what they had”

He nodded and smiled, pressing a kiss on my temple and then wrapping his arm around my shoulders while looking at the menu of the food track. I smiled, holding the hand that was resting against my shoulder and wrapped my arm on his waist.

“Do you want to share something?” he asked. “The cheese sticks look really nice”

“Then we'll share cheese sticks” I nodded.

The four of us walked around until Lando received the call, making us go back to the resort to pick up the car. We left the things we bought on the back as well as the backpacks.

“Come sit in the front with me” Lando asked, holding my hand.

“Of course” I nodded, smiling.

When I sat on the passenger seat, he held my hand, making Max and Pietra chuckle from the backseats. I blushed and fought the need of taking my hand away, letting him hold our hands in the middle of us. He let me use his phone and put music on it, choosing the songs. And still, he never took his hand away from mine.

“What are you going to do to come back to the house?” I asked, looking at him. “You said you were going to leave us and then go back to the village… How are you going to return to the house?”

“I can take a taxi” he smiled.

“I'll go with you then” I sighed, answering before thinking of what I said.

“Okay” he nodded, squeezing my hand softly, three times.

Three times. I love you?

I blushed looking away, watching the signal that said that we were entering the village. I sighed relieved, somehow scared of how the snow was starting to increase, but feeling his thumb rubbing my knuckles made me relax on my seat. He parked the car in front of the house and helped Max and Pietra take the things inside it before coming back to the car, holding my hand again, this time on my lap.

“Are you sure you want to come with me?” he asked, looking at me before starting the engine. “Aren't you tired?”

“A little” I said, smiling softly. “But it's okay”

He smiled and nodded, starting the engine and driving back to the village, going to the resort and leaving the car there as promised. We had to wait a little until they confirmed that everything was perfect and then we left, walking around.

“Can we have a little time for ourselves before going back to the house?” I asked, looking up at him.

“Please” he chuckled, holding my hand and walking around.

We walked in silence, but standing close and feeling our shoulders bump, making us smile all the time.

The lady from the stand said that we were doing a good job, but how does she know it's a good job? What does it mean? How do I know if what we are doing is good? How can I know if I'm truly falling for him?

“I can see your brain working” he chuckled, making me sigh and look at him. “What is bothering you?”

“I just…” I sighed, rubbing my temple with my free hand. “I guess I have a lot of things going on inside my mind”

“You want to share them?” he asked, walking slower. “I mean, only if you want to”

“Yeah” I smiled weakly. “But the problem is that I don't know how to share them. I just have so many questions for Harry, for Eloise… and I just want to avoid them. But I can't forget what happened, how they made me feel. I still feel trapped in Harry's claws, if you know what I mean. I still feel that somehow he has control over me because I can't stop thinking about how things are going to be once we go back home. I wonder if he will act like nothing happened, or maybe he will act like he never met me. Will he talk with Eloise and fill her mind with lies? Will she break up with him? I just don't know what to feel. And I don't want to start anything with you because I think that you don't deserve that… you don't deserve having someone that doesn't think about you all times of the day, Lando”

He stopped walking and smiled weakly, looking at the front. In front of us is the ice rink, with people inside of it.

“Life will never be perfect” he sighed. “Neither love. But that's why in a relationship there are two people in it, or more, you know what I mean. But… a relationship will never be about both parts giving their 100 per cent to the other. Because that is not realistic, if a relationship looks like that it will never be healthy. Sometimes one will give their 30 and the other their 70… or half and half”

“Yeah, but…” I sighed. “I want to give you the love you deserve to feel, Lando. I want to get rid of whatever spells Harry out on me. I want to feel things for you and only you. And right now… I feel love and confusion. I don't know what I feel”

“And me being close to you makes it worse” he whispered, taking his hand away from mine slowly, letting it go. “I get it”

“No! No, no. Please, keep holding me” I said, grabbing his hand again, tightly.

“But I'm confusing you, Violet” he sighed. “I'm acting like something I'm not. I… Even if I feel that you lean on me, that your body relaxes when I touch your hand…”

“And I want you to keep doing it” I said looking, looking at him. “I want you to hold me, to keep kissing my forehead. Because I like it. When I said that I wanted to give you a chance I wasn't joking, okay? When I said that I would date you because of you, I wasn't lying. I like you, okay?”

“Y-you do?” he asked, surprised.

“Yeah” I whisper blushing. “I just… It's inevitable. You held me at night, you made me feel safe. And you kiss me on my forehead and hold me like I was your lover. The way you look at me… Of course I'm falling, Lando…”

I heard him chuckle and hide his cheeks with his hands, making me smile and laugh softly.

“Are you blushing?” I gasped, laughing.

“How do you want me to not blush! The girl I love just told me she likes me!” he laughed, covering his cheeks more. “I just talked like a kid”

“But it was cute” I chuckled. “I just… I'm serious, Lando. I like you, and all I want is to be happy and with you. I don't care if that comes with me having to be with someone that is around the world racing, I don't care if we can't see each other for weeks. I want to be with you, fame included in the package”

“I just love you, Violet” he said, breathless. “And the moment you are ready, I swear to God that I will make you the happiest girl in this world”

“Oh, I know you will” I chuckled, kissing his cheek.

He smiled and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pressing his lips on my temple and leaving them there for a few seconds longer. I leaned on his touch, closing my eyes and smiling.

“Do you want to skate a little?” he asked against my temple, his breath hitting my skin, making me smile.

“Yeah” I smile looking at the kids and families skating together.

We went to get the skating shoes and changed ours and somehow he managed to tie mine before I had the chance of doing it.

“So you really are going to act all boyfriend now?” I asked, blushing.

“I mean, you said you like me” he chuckled. “I have to make that reach the next level”

I smile softly and sigh, brushing his curls with my hand, and I sighed happily. It felt like touching a cloud.

“You like my hair?” he chuckled looking up at me.

“I like the curls” I smile, brushing it softly. “I always wanted to touch it”

“Then now you can touch it whenever you want” he smiled.

I knew how to skate. When I was a kid, Eloise and I used to go to the Christmas market in our town and spend most of the afternoon there with our classmates. Somehow, being on an ice rink and skating was like a tradition I had with Eloise. Until this year.

“Come on, you won't fall” I smiled, holding his hands, keeping the balance and focusing on helping him. “Try to imitate my posture and everything will go smoothly, yeah?”

“Saying it is easier than doing it” he laughed nervously. “Can we just stay in the railing?”

“Of course” I smiled, helping him and letting him hold the railing with one hand while the other held mine. “Better?”

He nodded and squeezed my hand. Three times. I love you.

We spent the hour we rented the shoes trying to make him feel more comfortable, skating slowly with the help of the railing and then without help, only holding my hands.

It was only an hour. But one of the best hours of my life.

The taxi ride was calm, both of us sitting on the backseats holding hands, looking out of the window how the snow fell around us while hearing the driver talk about the amount of tourists this year and commenting that the house we rented is one of the most beautiful ones in the village.

Walking inside the house was like getting inside of a sauna after taking a cold shower, the warmth of the place and the smell of food welcoming us after spending the afternoon at the village.

“Hey” Max and Pietra waved at us from the couch, her getting up and walking towards me.

She linked my arm and led me to the kitchen, smiling and sitting on a chair.

“Sorry we came late” I smiled.

“Don't worry, we figured you two needed time alone” she said. “How did it go?”

“Good… Yeah, pretty good” I nodded. “I told him I like him”

“That's good!” she gasped holding my hands. “Oh, and the box is in your room”

“You saw it?” I sighed blushing, noticing that the backpacks were empty on top of the counter.

“I think it's so cute, honestly” she laughed softly. “I saw him looking at those bracelets too. And I guessed you went to buy them when you separated from the group while we bought the snacks”

“Yeah… I mean, I'm giving baby steps” I nodded. “But I'm not stopping. I mean… maybe it's something really crazy, or even insane. I have only known about his feelings since yesterday and it scares me how well I welcomed them. And let's not talk about how I am reciprocating them… maybe it's too rushed?”

“Maybe it's not” she smiled softly. “Look, he has been your secret admirer for four years. And I have to remind you that you said that it feels like he is your soulmate and that if you met him you would immediately fall in love”

“But I was joking…” I laughed softly.

“Lando is your soulmate, literally” Pietra smiled. “He worries about you, when you are stressed he knows it and makes sure you are okay. And you did that too when we went to the races. Even if Harry tried to keep you away from him, you texted him and made sure he was alright”

“That's what friends do” I sighed.

“I don't think that what you feel right now is rushed” she said. “Maybe in some way. But in the last few days I saw you change, Violet. You are free from that asshole, now it's your time to do whatever you want to do, okay?”

“Yeah” I smile weakly, taking a deep breath.

“That's my girl” she chuckled, getting up and hugging her. “And I promise, you and Lando deserve to be happy. I see the way you look at him, and it's wonderful”

I sigh and walk out of the kitchen, hugging Max before going upstairs to my room. I needed some time alone, just to think and clear my mind.

Maybe I should text Eloise. That's the least I can do, right? She's my friend, I’ve known her since we were kids.

Hey, I hope you landed well…

I don't know if you want to talk, but I just have to let this out

Harry is not good. At least for me. When I met him I had a crush on him and it kept growing, but then you two met and started dating, so I tried to ignore those feelings. And I never noticed it but he wasn't good to me. He manipulated me, Eloise. He made sure to have me for himself, he was possessive and made sure that no one got close to me. And he did that with Lando. He knew he had feelings for me and instead of being a good friend and trying to set us together, he pushed me away and kept me out of the group, making me think that I don't belong there. He even started blackmailing Lando!

The reason why Lando wanted you out was because he doesn't want to be friends with Harry anymore

And I'm sorry and it hurts me so much to say it, but these days when you were here, I felt like you weren't my friend. You were always with him, you forgot about me. If you wanted to be with Harry alone, why did you ask me to come with you to the trip?

Do you remember my birthday? It was yesterday

I'm not waiting for a congratulations anymore, it's too late for that

I swallowed thickly, wiping the single tear that escaped my eyes while writing it. I took a deep breath and tried to smile while writing the last message.

And I will date Lando. I don't care about Harry's opinion about him. I was unhappy for many years because of him, I deserve to think about myself and be with whoever makes me happy. And lately, he's the only one that does it

I smiled weakly reading everything I wrote to her and sighed, muting her notifications, not wanting to read for at least a few days.

I left my phone on the nightstand muted, not wanting to know if she called me. I made sure to block Harry's number, definitely cutting contact and friendship with him.

It was getting late, and since we already had dinner, all of us went to their beds to get rest for the next day. Today so many things happened, too much drama, too many emotions. But actually, I don't regret any of them. I don't regret feeling how I am feeling, how the tinglings in my stomach whenever he touches me make me smile. I want Lando, and that's everything that matters.

The bed was cold, or maybe too big. But I couldn't fall asleep even if I closed my eyes and tried to do it. The bed was empty, too empty. And somehow I felt ashamed after realizing that I needed Lando's arms around me like last night, keeping me warm and listening to his heartbeat like a lullaby.

Would it be too much if I go to his room and ask him if I can sleep with him? Yeah, it would be too much.

But I want his warmth…

No. I have to deal with it.

While my mind was arguing if I should go to his room or stay in my bed alone, my own body got up from bed and went to his room, knocking on the door. And it was too late to realize what I did, because seconds later he was opening the door.

“Violet?” he frowned, looking at me with worry. “Everything's alright?”

“I can't sleep” I smiled weakly, wrapping my arms around myself.

“The bed feels too big, right?” he said, making me blush. “My bed or yours?”

“Mine” I smiled.

He smiled and held my hand, walking back to my room and sitting on the bed. He looked up at me and my heart melted with the view. His curls were messy, probably because he just got up from bed, and his smile is sleepy. But that didn't stop my body from standing in front of him and welcoming the touch of his hands on the back of my knees.

“You should see how beautiful the views are in the morning” I whisper, brushing his hair softly before he pulls me to his lap, making me place my legs at his sides.

“I will” he whispered, this time wrapping his arms around my waist. “But I doubt they will be more beautiful than you”

“That was so cheesy” I chuckled, leaning on him.

“And you love cheese”

He chuckled softly and looked at me with a smile. I placed my hands on his shoulders, slowly moving my hands to his nape and jaw, cupping it softly and feeling him leaning on my touch. His eyes moved from my eyes to my lips and that made me realize what maybe will happen in the next seconds.

“God, you have no idea how much I'm holding back to not kiss you” he whispered, making me smile. “You have no idea of all the times I had the temptation of doing it…”

“Then why don't you do it?” I whisper, resting my forehead against his. “I wanted to kiss you at the sunset too”

“You did?”

“Just kiss me, Lando” I whisper, feeling a thousand butterflies flying in my stomach and a fire inside my chest.

Beneath the moonlit sky, our eyes locked, a magnetic pull drawing us together. I felt the air was charged with anticipation as his warm breath grazed my lips, making me close my eyes and draw a smile in my lips. The touch of his hand was soft the moment he cupped my cheek, pulling me closer to him before we pressed our lips together. And when they did, I could feel the world stop, my own body and mind focusing on him, on his touch, on my feelings for him and how he said a thousand of things only with the touch of his lips on mine.

We didn't need to say anything the moment I pulled away, looking at him and feeling how he wrapped his arms around me and made us lay in the bed. He looked at me in the eyes and pressed another kiss on my lips, holding me closer and tight.

“I love you, Violet” I whisper. “And I don't care if I had to wait four years for this. I would have waited an eternity if that meant that I could finally have the chance of holding you”

I didn't dare to say anything, I didn't know how to answer him, how to say how I feel. Only a kiss held the meaning of my feelings for him, and the moment it was me who pressed my lips on his, he smiled and held me closer.

I feel loved. And I will make sure to make him feel loved too.

“Say it again” I whisper against his lips.

“I love you” he smiled, holding me tighter.

“I have something for you” I said, sitting on the bed and looking down at him. And somehow, watching him like that, made me fall a little more.

I got up from the bed and went to the desk of the room, smiling when I saw the box and grabbing it. When I turned around, Lando was sitting on the bed, looking at me.

“What's that?” he frowned, looking at the box. “I thought you said you didn't buy anything”

“A little lie” I said sitting next to him and placing the box on his hand. “Open it”

I bite my lip watching him do what I asked, smiling when I heard him gasp.

“Violet!” he smiled looking at me, touching with his fingers the matching bracelets.

“I want these bracelets to be a promise” I said while holding his hand. “I want us to wear it and promise that we will love each other. I want you to look at it when you are away for races, remembering our promise and our love. And I know this is so cheesy and that we're not in a romantic movie where everything is perfect. But I promise to you, Lando Norris, that I will love you just how you deserve”

“I love cheese, so it was perfect” he said giggling, holding my cheeks and kissing me. “I promise you, Violet. I will love you right”

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marinahavik · 6 months ago

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Happy Valentine's Day to all, here is a little one shot of jamiyumi, I hope you like it

With Valentine's Day approaching, Yumi was in a mall looking for a gift for Jamil, but so far she hadn't found anything that pleased her, and continued her search, walking from one side to the other looking at the store windows, Marina, Dione, Kalim and Amira followed Yozakura

Marina and Yumi went to a mall in the kingdom of roses, using the dark mirror, Dione, Kalim and Amira, went together just to keep the two company, since none of the three were looking for Valentine's Day gifts

— How much longer are we going to walk? So far you haven't found anything, because nothing is pleasing you - Marina said, fiddling with her cell phone, the girl had a bag in her hands, since she had already gotten a gift for Leona

— Because so far I haven't found anything that was good enough, Jamil is the most wonderful boyfriend ever, the gift needs to be perfect - Yumi said, biting her thumb in frustration

— Jamil would be happy with any kind of gift you give him, but I agree with you Yu-chan, Jamil deserves the best - Kalim said excitedly, with another bag in his hands, looking for his cell phone

— Of course you would agree with her, when it comes to gifts you are identical, but try not to overdo it, you know how that snake is - Amira said in a bored tone, her tiger ears moving, trying to capture any sound that could represent a threat

— There is a jewelry store of the Havik corporation in this mall, we can see if there is anything that pleases you, like you now that you are an official member of the Havik house you probably You will find a wide variety of options - Dione decided to speak after a while, she was also tired of walking around the mall.

— Okay, let's go, because even I'm tired of walking so much - Yumi said, running her hand through her hair.

Dione started walking, showing the way to the store while the rest of the group followed her.

When they arrived at the store, they separated and each went their own way to see what they wanted. Yumi stayed with Kalim and Amira. The al-asim had already forgotten why they had entered the store and was already picking up a bunch of jewelry to give as gifts to his brothers. Amira slapped her forehead while trying to control the impulsive buyer that Kalim was, while Yumi just watched, finding the scene funny.

Yumi looked through the jewelry, searching for something that interested her, until her eyes stopped on a set of snake-themed jewelry, Yozakura smiled as she finally found the perfect gift.

— Miss, I'll take these, please gift wrap them - Yumi called for an attendant, showing the jewelry she wanted

— With great pleasure, your order will be delivered soon, miss - the girl said, already doing what had been asked

— Well, it seems you finally found something, this exhausting trip has finally come to an end - Amira said, cracking her neck

— What did you buy, what did you buy - Kalim said excitedly, coming out from behind a shelf, Amira hit her own forehead in frustration, seeing that Kalim was once again full of bags

— It's a surprise, you'll see when Jamil is wearing it - Yumi said, smiling

They both paid for the products they chose and left the store, Kalim and Marina, as the impulsive buyers they were, had several bags in their hands, Amira rolled her eyes, but as she was already used to it, she let out a slight smile. Dione didn't pay much attention, already used to her twin's habits, while Yumi didn't seem to care a lot with the amount of bags that those two had in their hands

Valentine's Day finally arrived. Jamil was nervous, pacing back and forth in his room, going over everything that had to be done so that everything would be perfect.

The viper was nervous, running his hands through his hair in frustration. He wanted everything to be perfect, without any mistakes. He continued to walk around the room, trying to calm down and feel less anxious. The boy looked at his watch to make sure he wasn't late.

Jamil sighed and started to fix his hair, which had already become a bit messy because he had run his hand through it so many times. After finishing fixing his hair, he picked up the gift he had bought for Yumi and left the room to meet her.

Jamil sent a message asking where Yumi was, and when he received the answer, it was to , Jamil left his room and went to the mirror in the dormitory to go to school and found himself in the place Yumi had mentioned.

When he arrived at the appointed place, one of the small gardens around the school, he found Yumi sitting on a bench, with a notebook and pen in her hands, writing or drawing something.

As if she noticed his presence, Yumi raised her head, looking in Jamil's direction, and gave him a loving smile.

—Jami— the girl said happily, waving from where she was.

Jamil gave a small smile, walking towards the girl, giving her a light kiss on the lips.

—Hi, my diamond, have you waited long?— Jamil asked, sitting next to Yumi.

—Don't worry, I didn't wait that long.

Jamil took a deep breath, gathering the courage to finally give her the gift. He took the little box out of his pocket and handed it to Yumi.

—Here's your gift. I thought it would suit you. I hope you like it.—Jamil handed him the box with the jewelry. Embarrassed, Yumi took the box, his fingers briefly touching Jamil's.

The girl opened the box and saw a golden cherry blossom necklace and bracelet

— It's beautiful, I loved the gift, can you help me put it on please — Yumi said, putting the necklace and bracelet in her hands, looking at Jamil with eyes brimming with love and affection

— I'm glad you liked it — the boy said with a smile, taking the necklace and putting it on Yumi, then he put the bracelet on the girl's right wrist, Jamil raised Yumi's hand to his lips and gave a light kiss on the back of her hand, which made her giggle

— I also have a gift for you, in my country it's a tradition on Valentine's Day for girls to give chocolates to their friends, colleagues, and also to their boyfriends, since you're my boyfriend I made Honmei-choco myself, this is a chocolate that girls give to their loved ones

Yumi said, handing over a heart-shaped box of chocolates, with a flame pattern, in black, red and golden, some of the chocolates also had the same flame pattern

— thank you Habibti (my dear/beloved) — Jamil said, opening the box and putting a chocolate in her mouth, feeling the sweetness melt on her tongue — it's delicious

— I'm happy to hear that, but this isn't the only gift I have for you, where did I leave it?, oh, here I found it — the girl said, looking for something in her bag until she finally found the box and handed it to Jamil

The viper initially thought it was just another candy, until he recognized the logo on the box, and immediately knew what could be inside that box, a jewel from the Havik corporation.

— Yumi, I can't accept this, this was definitely too expensive, I can't accept it — Jamil spoke immediately upon recognizing the logo, the jewels from the Havik corporation were not something he could own, this could only be from people of high social status, like Kalim or Leona.

— Jami, you deserve the best, you always do things perfectly, you're a great boyfriend, if I started to list all your qualities we wouldn't be leaving here so soon, just accept my gift — Yumi spoke with the most adorable kitten eyes, Jamil looked away and closed his eyes knowing he couldn't do much in the face of that look.

— I can't accept this Yumi, I appreciate it, but I can't accept this, this jewel is not something I deserve besides that...

Jamil had his monologue interrupted, as Yumi delicately placed her hands on his cheeks causing him to looked at her, Jamil tried to protest again, but was silenced by a quick peck that Yumi gave, the girl's eyes overflowing with love

— Azizi, (my precious/treasure) look at me, Jamil, I already told you, you deserve all the best, don't say you don't deserve it, because that's a lie, just let me spoil you with all my love and gifts

Jamil was in an internal conflict, on one hand there was that voice in his head telling him that he didn't deserve that, a servant shouldn't have that kind of thing, but on the other hand, he felt so happy about it, for the first time he had someone who wanted to spoil him, who just wanted to give him so many gifts, that ended up being so confusing for him

— Besides, I'm an honorary Havik, the gift wasn't that expensive, and like I told you, you deserve the best. If we were in my world, I'd be worse than Kalim when it comes to over-the-top gifts. — Yumi said, laughing, running her fingers across Jamil's face.

— It's impossible to be like Kalim in that department. — Jamil said, letting out a light laugh.

— Don't challenge me, you'd have so many gifts that you wouldn't even fit in your room. — Yumi took her hands off Jamil's face, but she still had a loving smile on her lips.

Jamil let out another laugh and finally picked up the box, opening it to see snake-shaped earrings.

— If you don't like it, you can tell me, I can change it and think of another gift. — Yumi said, worried that Jamil hadn't said anything.

— Don't worry, my love, I liked the gift. You picked those specific earrings on purpose, didn't you? — Jamil said with an amused smile on his lips

— I thought it would be your face, snakes and flames are practically your trademark — Yumi laughed

— Thank you for the gift, my diamond — Jamil said, putting on the earrings — Do the earrings match me?

— Yes, they match very well

— Well, how about we go somewhere else, I got a reservation at a restaurant in the city, I heard the food there is very good — Jamil said, standing up and extending his hand to Yumi

— But it was never as good as yours — Yumi smiled, taking Jamil's hand

The two looked at each other, with affectionate smiles and looks full of love, the two exchanged a quick kiss, before starting to walk hand in hand towards the school gate to go to the city.

I hope you enjoyed it, I apologize for any spelling and grammar mistakes, see you next time

the jewels that were given as gifts

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rdbrainz · 2 years ago

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Hi there! If you're still accepting Bleach requests, may I see your headcannons based on the Bleach Jet art of the Espadas and Quincies in delinquent school uniforms (specifically Grimmjow, Nnoitra, and Bazz-B)? That official art just gave me major brain worms, and I really like your art and headcannons >.< Also, do you happen to have a Ko-fi/patreon to send donations to?

ACTUALLY funny enough I've been thinking about this art a lot myself lmao so I do have some headcanons! as for my ko-fi or patreon.. like I said before transferring money out of them is impossible where I am right now but I made a boosty acc (I'll link it in my bio)

First I wanna add that I just can't see Stark as a high schooler x). He has the vibe of a teacher who somehow ended up with the worst classes in school despite his formidable reputation. Though maybe he was a delinquent himself in the past so he knows how to deal with these little shits. He also has a soft spot for them so as strict as this man can be he cuts them a lot of slack. Like for example I'm sure Nnoitra would smoke in this AU so I think the first day Stark started working with them they met on the rooftop on the lunch break while Gilga was smoking and instead of scolding him Stark just asked for a cig. Nnoitra almost shit himself. I'm also sure he would ask his class to look after his daughter Lilynette so she won't get into any trouble with that attitude of hers. She's probably in middle school or a couple of years younger than them so yeah... the lil sis of the group...

Despite the differences and constant bickering Nnoitra and Grimmjow are basically attached at the hip. I can see them being childhood frenemies actually. Ulquiorra and Szayel are also somewhere in their orbit of course but these two are the worst duo to stumble upon. Very notorious

Ulquiorra is obviously the class president given the armband. He tries his best to mediate the conflicts between his classmates or make them behave better but it's all in vain. Mostly. Some days he's just not in the mood to be responsible and reasonable when dealing with all the bullshit. When trying to bring delinquents to reason you have to be either very respected among them or more fierce than them and Ulquiorra certainly lacks the authority because of his character and swaglessness. He's very scary when mad however. Everybody knows this by now but they just keep trying their fate. Like I'm telling you once he unbuttons his gakuran it's so fucking over

Unlike Grimmjow Nnoitra is actually bothered with his grades enough to try and work for them and/or study (not all the time of course what do you think he's a loser or something?) It includes scaring people into doing his homework, snatching papers out of Ulquiorra's hands right before the class starts (he's used to it so he carries around two sets of hw) or if he REALLY needs to pass an exam he goes to Szayel, the class smartass. The latter is literally equivalent to dying and going through hell to him because he has to abandon all his pride. If you have a shit ton of money you always can try and ask Szayel to help you. Sure. A little bit of humiliation and you actually know the subject. However when it comes to Nnoitra the freak won't let him breathe because: 1) he doesn't need his money, Nnoitra has plenty and it's already stolen anyway so what's the fun? 2) asking a fellow delinquent you have a beef with for help has different means of payment 3) he just really wants to fuck with this guy's head since he thinks Nnoitra is a curious fella. Gilga is well aware of all of this and he's well aware that Szayel will make him polish his boots with his tongue before even considering helping him with acquiring the forbidden chemistry knowledge. So he has to really work for it whether it's a fistfight or running errands for Szayelaporro. It's a good thing Grantz stays true to his word

Grimmjow has a well-accessorized uniform thanks to Nnoitra but his casual clothing is hilariously uncool. I'm convinced this guy has zero taste both in clothing and prints/patterns because he couldn't care less about what other people think is considered fashionable when all he needs personally is functionality and comfort. He knows how to rock a good hairstyle though but if he wants to wear flip-flops outside then so be it

Nnoitra spends all the money he gets on new accessories and CDs (and maybe sometimes porno magazines) for which he constantly gets picked on. If it's someone not from his immediate friend circle then it's not even worth thinking about - left, right, goodnight. As if he's gonna let anyone get too fucking cheeky with him. He's infamous for being called slurs and then bashing the person's head in for this every week because he wears heels and had to endure children being mean to him because of his eye in kindergarten and primary school so it's no big deal really. But if it's Grimmjow then it's a fucking word battle to death he just can't let it slide. Jaegerjaquez really thinks Nnoitra is gonna get strangled by one of his necklaces one of those days but whatever. It's up to him. His music taste however... Now that's something they quarrel about all the time. "I mean I'm not saying anything! Sure you can buy new TOOL CDs all you want.. cough cough... fucking loser.. cough"

Bazz-B was hell-bent on making friends with Grimmjow because he genuinely thinks this guy is awesome. Look at his laid-back attitude and vicious ways! His blue hair, his style! Ohhh, to be like him!!! Jaegerjaquez on the other hand was not very impressed with how annoying Bazz could get with his neverending attempts of talking to him. Too energetic and loud for his liking. He already has Nnoitra and his big fat mouth he constantly runs all he wants so another talkative guy next to him would be too much for his everyday life. He would literally tell him to fuck off and threaten him with a beating of his life but unfortunately it got Bazz even more fired up. Damn weirdo. And a major pain in the ass. They did find a common ground in the end though and it's... A motorcycle that Bazz owns. Bazzard suggested they could take a ride together as a last resort and it was all it took to buy Grimm. Imagine the most excited person you've ever met and they still won't be as excited as Grimmjow was at that moment. Instant fucking boner! "Dibs on driving though" "Deal!" Grimmjow was surprised to reveal that Bazz-B is actually fun to be around and not as annoying as he initially thought he was. Nnoitra made a joke about them having a date the next day though

I think here Bazz-B suffers the same fate as Sakuragi Hanamichi in the beginning of Slam Dunk which is constantly trying to get girls on a date but being brutally rejected each time lmao 😭It's not like he is a bad-looking guy no it's actually the opposite but his personality and hot-headedness are too much to bear for girls he's going after

Askin is a great negotiator and he knows his way around with words but other than that he sucks. He's not a bad guy, just chronically fucking uncool and has to hide behind other people's backs because of mediocre fighting abilities. He also gets in all kinds of stupid situations because he just can't keep his thoughts to himself sometimes which is a bad asset to his cheesiness

Äs Nödt is also not very good at fighting but he's more useful than Askin lol. A smartass and a menace who is talented at collecting data and black-mail on people by eavesdropping and other means. He's the one who proposes the most out-of-pocket ways of taking revenge on other gangs or teaching someone a lesson so you better be careful with him

I hope I'll make more art of this later cuz I'm a bit burnt out rn

#bleach #nnoitra gilga #grimmjow jaegerjaquez #ulquiorra cifer #szayelaporro granz #bazz b #bazz-b #askin nakk le vaar #as nodt

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kellanved-ammanas · 4 months ago

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TF2 Drabbles: Pyro & Scout - Being a Mystery is Fun

Summary: There are already maps near some mercs' homelands/birthplaces (e.g. Rottenburg, and arguably Degroot Keep); are any of the other bases near anyone else's? (Not that Soldier would necessarily remember, although he might feel some déjá vú. And Pyro probably wouldn't let on if the team were stationed near somewhere they'd lived.)

[A/N] I've been toying with the idea that Pyro's from China for a little while now. Mostly because of the Neon Annihilator (if you don't know, it reads as 'bar' in Chinese). I found the idea of it being something they might've brought from his home town to be endearing. So upon getting to this request, prompting me to scroll through the map list and finding Kong King, I figured I'll go ahead and make that my official headcanon for Pyro. Plus, most of the rest of the team is from America or Europe so having one more member from a different part of the globe is nice. Also, I've started referring to Pyro as 'he' and 'they'. It began as an accident while writing this (probably because my current primary fandom has me writing all they/them's, making me want to keep using they/them for everyone) and decided to just roll with it because I like it. He's still a trans man to me but now he's a he/they trans man.

Kong King wasn’t home but it was far closer than Pyro had been since leaving for America. Close enough in fact that upon stealing a local atlas and sneaking it into their room, it didn’t take long to find his actual home town was close enough to theoretically drive to.

If they did, he’d be gone long enough to be missed – it wasn’t quite close enough for a quick in and out type of thing. He could maybe come up with a believable reason for going on such a journey though. Maybe he was just curious and wanted to explore. This was the team’s first stationing in this part of the world after and it was very different than America or Europe, their usual posting places. An exploration mission that ended in him being lost and thus in that particular town for a while shouldn’t seem to out of place. They could even endeavor to run out of gas there to explain why they hung around in that particular area for so long.

Did he want to though? He’d left for a reason after all. Several reasons actually, all of them good. That had been a long time ago though. He’d been living in America and burning stuff down for money there since well before Mann Co. recruited him. Anyone he’d known who might still be around wouldn’t recognize him, especially with the suit and mask making him perfectly anonymous.

They rocked back and forth as they idly flipped through his stolen map book. Maybe he shouldn’t have even brought it into the base. If someone found him with it would they suspect he was from around here? Did he care if they did? Soldier wouldn’t be happy about it but he put up with the rest of the non-Americans on the team, even if he hadn’t figured out most of them weren’t American. So it’d probably be easy to convince him to drop it. But still, Pyro’s country of origin was a mystery he’d caught the others speculating about more than once and had been directly asked about several times. He’d never answered such questions because being a mystery was fun. It wasn’t the reason they wore the suit all the time but it was a nice bonus. Giving up that game didn’t…

A knock sounded on his new room’s door a moment before it burst open – this base was unfortunately one without locks on the doors. Quickly Pyro tossed the atlas onto the floor so that is slide under the bed… only half way though, damn it. Hopefully that was still enough to hide it. He should’ve blocked the door with something.

“Hey Pyro,” Scout said a Pyro turned to face him. “The symbols or whatever the people here write with look a lot like the symbols on your sign thingy. Or at least I think they do. I gotta see it again.”

The Neon Annihilator – as Pyro had dubbed it for fun – was one of the few things he’d brought with him from home. It had been broken for a while but with the help of Engie’s tools he’d managed to fix it and even modify it for use as a weapon. Proud of it, he’d shown it off to anyone who’d cared to look at it which had included Scout. Apparently he’d taken note of its ‘symbols’ upon it, meaning he might be about to figure something out. Pyro could just decline to show him, say he’d lost and/or broken it but then he’d have to keep it hidden all the time and that would suck.

So instead they turned to the closet and pulled it out. They didn’t hand it Scout but instead held it where he could see, positioned so that the sign part of it would be sideways. As if that would even make a difference to someone who was ignorant enough to refer to it as ‘symbols’.

Scout stared at it in silence for several seconds before a wide grin spread across his face. “That’s it, I think. It looks the same anyway. That means your sign’s from here, right? You’ve been here before?”

Pyro shrugged. Not a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’ and therefore he was putting off his decision on whether or not he wanted anyone to know such things about him.

“Or, I guess maybe you got it off someone who was from here. Either way it’s cool. Do you know what it says? It’s uh… gotta be Chinese, right? ‘Cause we’re in China.”

Pyro shrugged again as they shook their head. Apparently no, they wanted to remain a mystery for a little while longer at least. Keeping their understanding of the local language a secret wasn’t likely to be hard as they rarely interacted with anyone outside the team already anyway. The suit and mask tended to deter anyone else from trying to talk to them.

“Damn. You think Spy might know?”

Another shrug. An honest one this time. Spy spoke many languages. All the ones Pyro knew of were European but it was entirely possible he knew more.

“We should ask him later. But also, you wanna walk around explore with me and Snipes?”

“Sure.” He gave a thumbs up to reinforce his words as before turning to put the sign back in the closest before following Scout out. Going home wasn’t on the table but exploring around here should be just as good, if not better.

#my writing #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 drabbles #pyro #scout

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smolmakerel · 2 years ago

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Home on the Range

Part(s) 1 . 2 .

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Guilty. It's official and everything.

She moved at least 20 steps backwards since graduating from high school a couple months ago. She had scholarships and dreams to move out east, following Mindy and Chad to New York City. She was going to study, funnily enough, law. She probably would've ended up switching her major halfway through the year, but she actually liked what law had to offer.

Well, too late now. She fucked it all up.

And the worst part wasn't even that her friend-girlfriend-person-maybe (she had no idea at this point) walked away scott free. That was a whole thing to think about later when she was alone on the farm. The worst thing was that she found out the farm owner's identity.

10 minutes before showing up.

Sitting grumpy on the couch, Tara glared holes into the wall as a probation officer explained the rules to Mamá and her. Her ankle was weighed down by a bulky strap and box about the size of a deck of cards, blinking green occasionally.

They tagged her like a fucking dog.

“I'll have to go outside to finish my morning chores, but I'll be back by noon, okay Tara?”

Tara scowled at the ground. She knew she looked like a child in timeout, arms crossed and face angry, but she didn't care.

“Whatever…” Tara muttered.

Mamá caught her eye and glared. “Tara, I know you haven't seen your sister in a while, but I'd appreciate it if you cooperated for once.”

Tara scoffed.

The probation officer pulled at his collar at the spike in awkward tension. “The 60-day house arrest begins as soon as that device blinks red in about an hour. After that, a judge will review your case again with my notes of being your probation officer and will either issue more time to your arrest or let you go free. From there, you can apply to get this expunged from your record and, if approved, the information will be wiped clean.”

Tara waited for more, but there wasn't anything else being said. “Wait, that's it?”

“Nice try, kiddo.” Tara rolled her eyes at Sam's voice. She still refuses to look at her, see how much better she's doing compared to Tara. “While we were working things out, I… Tara, can you look at me?”

Tara sneered, stubbornly not looking at her sister.

“Awkward…” the probation officer whispered.

“Look at me, don't look at me - Fine, I don't care. You're not staying cooped up in the house for the entire house arrest.”

Tara snorted. “Then what the hell's the point of it being called house arrest?”

“Tara!” Mamá snapped. Tara flinched a little but mostly held her ground. “Show your sister some… respect.” See, even Mamá doesn't like Sam. Must run in the family since Papi left after something Sam did. “It's only 2 months and then you can come back home. I won't make you into a work horse like your sister.”

“What?” Tara blinked and sat up. She took a quick glance at Sam before averting her gaze. Why was she glaring at Mamá? “What do you mean?”

“You're going to be working on the farm with me. The land's all my property,” Sam explained. “All of this land is my ‘house,’ so to speak, so you'll be working on it.”

Tara couldn't believe this! She got arrested, she's forced to live with her fucking sister on house arrest for 2 months, and she had to work on a farm. How could this day get any worse?

Sam straightened her back and crossed her arms. “And I didn't want her to -”

“Oh, I have to get back to Woodsboro, I have a client I need to meet with,” Mamá interrupted whatever Sam was saying and clapped her hands. She turned and pulled a stiff Sam into a hug, muttering something in her ear.

She couldn't help but scoff to cover up her hurt. So Sam could leave her alone for years with Mamá, break every promise they made to each other, never call to see if she was okay or how she was doing, and destroy their relationship…

But she couldn't help keeping contact with Mamá. Over her.

Did Sam enjoy making her hurt? Did she enjoy the years Tara longed for her sister to come back to her, the years Tara mourned a sister she could never hug or laugh with or love?

And Mamá… she knew. She fucking knew how she knelt at Sam's locked door and begged God to bring her sister back, she couldn't do it without her, she needed her, she loves her -

Tara stood up, and all conversation came to a sudden stop.

She risked a small glance around the room before ducking her eyes again. Her teeth nibbled on the skin of her lips as she struggled to find the words she wanted to say.

“I… need to use the bathroom.”

There was a soft pause where Mamá scoffed and the probation officer awkwardly shifted. Tara kind of felt bad for the guy.

Then, “In the hall, go left and it's the center door.” Huh. So she could be helpful. “I was fixing the sink earlier, so the floor might be a little wet.”

Yeah. Thanks.

Tara turned and rushed to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her to cover up the angry sob that slipped through. Her legs wobbled, so she squatted down then landed on her bottom.

The bathroom swirled in her vision. She struggled to choke down her emotions. She didn't want Sam to hear her, and she especially didn't want Mamá to hear her. Nothing good happened when Mamá heard her crying.

Fumbling, Tara searched for her inhaler. She could faintly hear Sam in the living room and focused on her voice. It was a one time thing, she wouldn't rely on Sam again.

“I really got to go now, Quentin and Homer are waiting for me by the cattle gate.”

“We'll, uh, be monitoring the ankle bracelet 24/7. Keep if charged, don't take it off, don't go swimming or take a bath‐‐can't be submerged.”

“Okay, thanks Officer Bennett.”

“I need to go now. I'll call later.”

Tara leaned her head back on the door. She brought her inhaler up to her lips and pressed down on the button, inhaling with a raspy gasp. She pulled it away and tried to calm herself down; she was working herself up over nothing.

Sam was her sister, but that didn't mean Tara had to reconnect. 60 days was all they had together, it would pass quickly and she could get back to her life.

Not really since she won't be going to New York City with Chad and Mindy in 2 weeks, but she would make it work.

She had to.

There was a knock on the door, Tara jolted at the sudden noise. Her inhaler fell from her hand and clattered on the ground until Tara scooped it up and held it close to her chest.

“Tara?” Sam's voice was hesitant. “Are you alright?”

Tara sighed. “Fine. What do you want?”

Sam's silence droned on for a long few seconds, and Tara pushed back the worry that she sounded too snippy. She didn't mean to. No one liked when she talked back, especially -

(Deep breath. Calm the flames. The fire wasn't your fault.)

“Mom left but I didn't get your suitcase.”

Tara wanted to laugh at that. Shouldn't she know Tara didn't have a suitcase? Her and Mamá were working together to make her miserable, and fuck it was working. A little too good.

“Mamá said she wouldn't pack anything because she bought all my things and didn't think a criminal needed things to sell for drugs.”

Rich coming from her. She's the one who stole Tara's bed to sell for alcohol when she realized she wasn't making enough at the time to fund the house and be an alcoholic. Tara had to sleep on the rug in her room for a few months before eagerly offering to take Mindy's old mattress when she needed a new one.

“... What?” Sam actually sounded pissed off. She was a great actress. Sam sighed. “I might have some old clothes you can wear, but we're going to get you new clothes soon.”

Confused, Tara looked down at the puddle on the ground between her converse.

“I know you haven't seen me and I haven't seen you in a while, and this isn't the most ideal situation for us, but I love you, okay?”

Tara refused to breathe. Her shoulders shook.

“I'll be outside, if you need me you can walk straight until you get to the cattle gate. And we can watch a movie with dinner tonight if you want?”

Tara closed her eyes.

“... Right. Um, I'll just… yeah…”

As Sam left, Tara could hear her angrily muttering to herself.

All the tension drained from her body once Tara heard the screen door shut. She opened her eyes and wiped the wetness on her cheeks.

Amber was right about her. Sam really was a manipulative person.

#scream #scream 2022 #scream vi #scream au #tara carpenter #sam carpenter #my writing #fuck christina carpenter #au: home on the range

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tboycamilo · 2 years ago

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in the spirit of the season (mutuals posting about their encanto aus) i wanted to post about mine bc i love them and am not active enough on here and wanna change that bc sharing my stuff is fun! so without further ado here they are lol

next gen au

pretty self explanatory. the story outlines what all the madrigals (mostly the grandkids) are up to in the years following the movie. mirabel gradually takes on more of a leadership role as time passes and eventually becomes the matriarch after alma's death and with enough time to prepare for the role. under her leadership, the madrigals are less shoehorned into roles and are encouraged to express themselves more freely, but being the leader still isn't easy and things still aren't perfect - while alma is still alive, mirabel often finds herself going to her for advice and repairing their bond further in the process. she also gets a gf (lorena), i've been playing around with the idea of her being an outsider that finds her way into the encanto but i would have to flesh that plot out a little more before i make it official. dolores eventually marries mariano, but only on her terms - she realizes quickly after the movie that though she loves mariano, she wants to take things slow, and mariano is more than happy to respect that. he puts in a lot of effort to understand how her gift works and help her out with it whenever he can, and for once, she feels like the one being heard. isabela, now free of her old role as the golden child, begins to let her more adventurous side out, exploring the outskirts and forests of the encanto to observe the plant life. she hones her gift and is able to bring even more exotic plant species to the encanto and starts up a very successful garden. she also ends up marrying two village women - lilli and rosa - and the three of them adopt a daughter, jacinda, together and spoil her rotten. lilli runs a flower shop and isa helps her out immensely with this. luisa finally learns to take it easy, prioritizing rest and relaxation after so many years of working hard to serve the community - though she definitely still loves to lift and hang out with the donkeys in her spare time bc old habits die hard. she probably takes over the care and raising of the donkeys as a whole bc they love her. she marries a village woman, inés, and they adopt two daughters, valentina and ciela. camilo is actually the first grandkid to settle down - he marries his childhood best friend and love of his life marco, and the two of them have six children together - amelia, imelda, brunito, ignacio, felipe, and sofia. they have their hands quite full with fatherhood but on top of that marco works as a teacher at the encanto's school while camilo continues to volunteer in the community, eventually becoming the drama director and soccer coach for the school. antonio grows up and starts his own animal sanctuary in the encanto that becomes wildly successful. he enlists dolores' help to scope out any injured or sick animals in the forests and nurses them back to health at the sanctuary, and he often accompanies isa on her trips to the forest to keep taxonomy records of the encanto's diverse wildlife. he never had much of an interest in romance - though plenty of people swoon over his kindness to the animals - but he is very fulfilled nonetheless and couldn't be happier helping take care of his animal friends. i have a more detailed timeline and bios for the kids that i'll be posting eventually but this is the main rundown of where the grandkids are at years down the line!

swap

essentially follows the plot of the movie but the sides of the family swap roles. instead of alma, pedro is the head of the family. pepa has the gift of healing food and felix is her clumsy husband, camilo is the golden child with the wonderful floral gift, dolores is the middle child with the gift of super strength, and antonio is the baby of his side of the family, cursed to a giftless existence (and being the main character of the storyline). on the other side of the family, julieta's emotions control the weather while agustin keeps her calm, luisa is the eldest with the ability to hear a pin drop from miles away, isabela is the mischievous shapeshifting middle child, and mirabel is the youngest member of the family and gains the ability to speak with animals. bruno is still bruno. did i make this au entirely to put camilo in pretty pink outfits and make him a mean annoying gay? maybe.

pirates

the warm color family is a fearsome and renowned pirate crew descended from the notorious husband-wife pirate duo alma and pedro madrigal (the latter is dead and the former has long since retired), with pepa as the captain and felix as the first mate. pepa was estranged from her mother and siblings in her youth as she attempted to learn more about her parents' past, and she soon set out on her own to live the pirate life that alma tried so hard to keep her children out of. in the meantime, julieta and her family form their own rival crew and set sail in search of pepa to take their vengeance. bruno tries his best to be a good mama's boy and stay home, but he is soon taken hostage by the fearless captain hernando, a legendary pirate who has feuded with both madrigal sisters and their crews for a while now. he grows rather fond of his bargaining chip over time and bruno eventually becomes the captain's lover and first mate. when the sisters finally put aside their squabbles and unite to save their brother from their enemy's clutches, it's a very awkward family reunion. also everyone has their gifts and uses them to help their crew in one way or another. eventually when the two sides of the family unite, the grandkids take up a ship of their own with mirabel as the new captain.

roommates

marco and camilo are college roommates with luca and alberto. that's literally it no linear plot just vibes. luca is a first year astronomy student, alberto is a second year student and undeclared, marco and camilo are third years and marco is majoring in education while being on the soccer team and camilo is majoring in theatre (🤢). alberto and camilo despise each other but also camilo is lowkey crushing. camilo and marco are already dating and alberto and luca are also definitely together but heavily in denial about it. they fight over dishes being left in the sink and decorate their dorm all cute

the fall

wrote a ten chapter fic about this one so read that if you wanna know what it entails but tl;dr au where the family never recovers after the fall of casita and they go their separate ways, with dolores camilo and isa fully moving out, their whereabouts unknown - until, ten years later, mirabel takes it upon herself to track them down, reunite the family once and for all, and save the miracle for real this time. will she succeed? what have the runaways all been up to over these past ten years? read it and find out i'm not telling you! also this fic/au is quite old compared to the others so no marco 😔 fly high king

mamma mia

the silliest dumbest most self indulgent au ever. camilo centric of course. the storyline is literally just mamma mia but with camilo. he has twin daughters and one of them (ima) is getting married and wants to invite her other biological father to the wedding - the only problem is she doesn't know who that is, and if camilo's old diary describing all his old hookups in detail is to be believed, there's three possibilities - marco osma, dante velazquez, and nicolas sorelli (the latter two are ocs, i'll probably post their bios at some point lol also nicolas is trans so he's definitely not the other dad but he's stealth so he's just going along for the ride). she invites all three of them to her wedding and they reunite with camilo for the first time in twenty years. drama ensues. camilo marries marco at the end regardless of if he's the dad or not (but he probably is - they never find out for sure). isa is tanya (so lilli is pepper ofc) and mirabel is rosie (except she doesn't end up with one of the dads at the end bc she actually respects herself). ima's fiancées identity is yet to be determined bc i don't have a partner oc for her but i do know she's a lesbian so. gay greek weddings! camilo in overalls! love wins!

runaway camilo

this one is a rewrite of the canon plot to a degree but not really enough to be considered a full on au. plays with the scrapped concept of camilo looking completely different after the fall of casita that didn't make it into the final movie, which is like one of my favorite concepts ever especially because of how easily it plays into trans camilo. in this rewrite, camilo has basically used his gift to masculinize himself perpetually since his ceremony, which all but cures his dysphoria - that is, until casita falls, he loses the gift he had become dependent on, and it all blows up in his face. he's unrecognizable when the dust clears, and rather than be seen in such a state, he flees the scene and goes missing just around the same time as mirabel. the family is split as pepa and felix go looking for their son while the cool color family goes looking for mirabel, and both are found within a few days - camilo in the depths of the forest, skin scraped and clothes ragged from running into the forest with reckless abandon, practically digging his own grave and ready to give up for good. when he's found, it takes a LONG time for him to allow anyone to see him, much less recover from the trauma. the rewrite basically involves these events and the aftermath. luckily camilo does get his gift back when casita is rebuilt but the scars are forever and he probably still has nightmares about losing his gift well into adulthood and has to learn to become comfortable going without his gift for short bouts of time in order to get more comfortable lest the worst case scenario happens again! more or less a transmilo angst fest add-on to the main plot of the movie. mimi needs a hug 💔

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mak3itr7ght · 2 years ago

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Pair: Jeon Jungkook x fem!reader (Aladdin Au)

'Dad! Dad! Tell us one of your stories!!'

I see my little children running towards me and hugging me.

'Kids! IIt's bedtime. Don't disturb your father'

With a nod, I look at Y/n, who is trying to convince our little ones to go to sleep.

But they don't seem to give up, they are my children, after all.

I invite them to sit next to me.

'Let's have a deal... I'll tell you the story, but then you'll have to go straight to bed, okay?'

The little bipeds nod, sitting next to me.

I clear my throat.

'This.. is a romantic story, the story of two dreamers, and.. a genie!!'

I say, doing this move:

The kids start laughing. Me with them.

'Once upon a time...'

BEGINNING OF STORY

Jungkook's POV:

'Sire! It's not possible that every chance you get, you try to escape from the palace!'

'Come on, Karim, don't you think you're exaggerating?... I don't do that..often'

'it's the 24th time...this month...'

'oh... I think you're wrong, I count 25'

'25? Impossible- HEY!'

Luckily Karim didn't notice the open window. Sometimes I feel sorry for that poor guy, but I can't stay enclosed in that building, it goes against my nature.

My sister recently became the sultan, she has always been my source of inspiration, but first, I have to find my path, my purpose, and for now, I want to know what is outside the palace, what she thinks our people, what do our people dream of!

By climbing along the buildings of the town, I manage to elude the guards who are looking for me. Finally, I can enjoy the bazar, my absolute favorite place: hearing people's laughter, their conversations, the smells of spices, the sand in the air, the children running and playing, the bright colors of the fabrics and flags, because here there are not only peoples from Arabia, this is a place full of travellers, who come from every land and... the most beautiful thing, the music, which transports me with it every time, makes me travel, makes me dream , makes me dance, makes me sing and frees me from every chain, from every role, from every responsibility.

I start singing a song and, together with all the other people, we start dancing among the stalls! it's always so nice to share these moments with my people.

Once the song is over, a huge applause starts. I look around, but one stand in particular steals my attention. I get closer to take a better look at what was displayed on that table covered with a beige tablecloth. Jewels. Not even in the palace have I ever seen such beautiful ornaments, enriched with such colorful and shiny stones. One ring particularly attracts me, adorned with a blinding red ruby.

'Excuse me, ma'am, how much do you want for this ring?'

I turn towards the hooded woman, owner of the stall.

'It's 22 denarii'

She tells me, coming closer and lowering her hood.. who would have thought, I was wrong, she is a girl and.. she is beautiful, I might add. I remained enchanted by that charm for a few seconds, as if I had ended up under some magic spell ..

'Mh? Everything's alright? Did you see anything strange?'

The girl says, waving a hand in front of my face, unlocking that state of Trance into which she herself had led me.

'Oh.. yes yes, here you go..'

I take out my trusty bag where I keep the coins and then hand the 22 denarii to the girl, while she, in turn, hands me the ring.

'Thank you! it's a really beautiful jewel... did you create them?'

The girl shows a slight smile.

'Yes, just me, I often find these stones along my travels and make them into jewels'

'You're a traveler then. It's obvious you're not from here haha'

'Actually, my mother has Arab origins, while my father comes from the distant West'

Uhh.. exotic, I like it. Probably she inherited those expressive eyes from her father’s side.

'You know.. I found that ruby not too far from here, near a very unique cave.. I hope it will bring you luck, Your Highness'

I widen my eyes in surprise.

'H-how did you know-'

'SIRE! FINALLY HERE YOU ARE!’

Oh Karim... always at the wrong time..

I hide the ring in the pocket of my robe and am forced by the guards to return to the palace. Before going, however, I turn my gaze towards that girl, who I forgot to ask her name. She was already observing me, and once our gazes align, like the sun and moon during an eclipse, we exchange a smile, while then she raises the hood on her head, going back to rearranging the necklaces on her stall.

Y/N's POV:

I Sigh. Putting the jewels I couldn't sell today back into my bag. Today was different from the usual.

I return home, noticing my mother cooking in our kitchen.

'I'm back!!!'

‘Darling! How was your day? Did you manage to sell anything?'

'Something..yeah. In particular, I sold the ruby ring.. to the Prince Jungkook'

I see my mother jump.

'Prince? Did the prince himself buy one of your jewels?'

I nod, chuckling.

'and tell me.. what he said to you??'

'Nothing that interesting, mum. Sorry but we can't talk now, I have to rush to the workshop, I still have some stones to cut and tomorrow will be another busy day, many travelers will arrive and therefore more chances to sell!!!'

'Y/n! My baby! But don't overdo it with all this work...'

I immediately run upstairs, straight to my work table. I take out of my bag an ocher stone that I found a few days ago, I was thinking of dividing it in two and making a pair of earrings.

'Oh.. where did I put the razor blade.. Here it is!'

I stop for a second, looking at some old canvases that are near my bed, I stop for a moment, but then, shaking my head, I return to my work.

Who knows if, when the prince looks at the ring, he will think a little about me.. pff.. what am I thinking? He is a prince, he will have an infinite number of rings, what he bought today must have been one of the many whims that nobles have...

Jungkook's pov:

'Jungkook, now you're exaggerating with these constant escapes from the palace.'

'But, Jasmine, I-'

'Listen to me, it's not that I don't want to get you out, but, don't you think it's time you start studying? Acculturate yourself? One day, you will be the sultan'

'Jasmine, I don't want to lock myself in a library and waste my time there, I.. I'm a-'

'yes, a dreamer, you always say it..'

'Wasn't it your desire to escape from the palace that made you meet Aladdin? Or am I wrong?'

'no but..'

'Then why don't you let me out?'

My sister doesn't respond.. it's the first time I've managed to dismantle her, I stay and watch her while she turns and leaves my rooms, apparently annoyed.

I don't understand what's wrong with her. Since our father died, she has changed, her husband also thinks so.. however, it is not easy to manage an entire nation alone, being a woman, many ""people"" sometimes don't believe her and even allied countries tend to always put it in the background. Maybe that's why she doesn't let me out, because she doesn't want me to become like her... but it's senseless. I sit on the bed and the ring I bought this morning comes out of the pocket of my dress.

'I forgot about you'

I'm starting to talk to objects... good, I'd say.

'I wonder what the name of that girl who sold you to me is.. I can almost see her angelic face in the reflections of your scarlet shades..'

I lie down on the bed, still observing the jewel, and then my sight look out the window... it's the ideal evening to walk in the garden, with the light of the full moon illminating the landscape, a light which, colliding with the ruby of my ring , causes a blinding glow emanate from it. I'm probably going crazy, but I feel some sort of strange energy coming from the jewel.

'I have decided! Tomorrow I will go to the market again, with my sister's permission, and I will visit that girl!'

I smile, and then, instinctively, give the ruby a light kiss.

As soon as my lips left it, however, the glow that had appeared before, reappeared, but this time, it couldn't be thanks to the moon... A pink cloud begins to emerge from the ring, spinning around me. Surprised, I throw the jewel across the room, while the cloud continues to spread across the room.

I continue to observe the scene with my mouth open.

The cloud takes the form of a creature... or it would be better to say, a lady, more precisely, and my surprised look soon becomes a confused one.

I observe the creature, when it begins to speak to me.

'At your service, master! Tell me, what is your wish?'

'Oh...but you, you are a genius!?!?!?'

'Who else should I be? A pink unicorn?'

I burst out laughing, above all, at the joy I'm feeling.

'so I have the three wishes available, right? Okay, so the first-'

'STOP STOP STOP boy!'

The female genius looks around.

'You have to be careful what you wish for, I'm not the lamp's genie..'

My gaze returns to confusion.

'What do you mean?'

'Well... unlike him, you can ask me more than three wishes, but... I can only help you when, to make that wish come true, there is no other way out'

I still don't understand... that's why I limit myself to looking at the creature with the same disoriented look.

'Pff.. you princes.. you are all the same.. Let me explain better, then..'

The genie makes a blackboard appear with some doodles.

'if you were in prison, sentenced to death, you call me and wish to escape, I can do it with just a snap of my fingers! However, if next to you you have the bunch of keys to your cell or a file to cut the bars on the window, I can't help you..'

'Oh...'

I finally understood.

'But then you're useless...'

'USELESS?! WATCH HOW YOU SPEAK, SIR!'

'Yes, sorry.. but.. listen, the only wish I have in mind right now is to want to meet a girl-'

'Ah and I can't grant wishes related to love! It would undermine free will, don't you think?'

'I don't want to make her fall in love with me. I just want to meet her and talk to her, I don't feel like I'm affecting any free will. Furthermore, objectively speaking, now I have no other methods to reach her because I don't know where she lives, I don't even know her name.. '

The genie looks at me, confused.

'So you fell in love with a girl you don't even know?'

'she was the one who sold me the ring with your ruby, do you understand?? This is destiny! And..for the record..we spoke this morning, so..I know her..I know her enough to say that..she has a soft voice, delicate skin, big expressive eyes and hair that looks so soft.. it's perfect!'

'and you're head over heels for her...alright, Prince Charming, I'll take you to her, I understood who she is'

Y/n's pov:

'They're wonderful eheh'

I take the ocher earrings I just made, holding them up in front of the window so the moon can give them some light.

'but now it's late.. I'd better go to sleep..'

I put away my tools, and adjust the for tomorrow.

Suddenly, something bursts through the window of my room, which makes me jump in fear. I hold myself against the wall, petrified, trying to understand what has just entered the room.

'it was crazy, genie!!! We have to do it again!'

'Will you calm down!? Look who's in front of you!'

That male voice is not new to me... the shadow of the male figure who is hidden in the room, approaches me towards the moonlight coming through the window, revealing his identity.

'Your Highness.. what are you doing here? And.. and what is that??'

I say, in panic, trying to settle down a bit.

My eyes widening at the sight of that pink human-shaped cloud..

'Hey hey hey, calm down, don't be afraid. I understand that you feel disoriented but I will explain everything to you! She is the genie of the ring!'

I remain silent, still not understanding.

'Oh.. well.. she's basically a very powerful entity, who can make anything you want come true, she popped out of the ring I bought from you, this morning'

I let myself slide along the wall, with my mouth open, ending up sitting on the floor. The prince laughs, and comes to sit next to me.

'I know it all seems like a dream.. and I'm sorry to have surprised you like this, at this time, but.. I wanted to meet you so much! Taking you to the palace and maybe getting to know each other a little, what do you think?'

The boy approaches me, dangerously, and slightly arrogantly. Annoyed, I get up and look at him irritated.

'but how dare you? Alright, you're the prince, but doesn't that give you the right to barge into my house, into my room, at this hour, aided by this... being and then order me to come to the palace with you and get to know each other better? You nobles are all the same, arrogance comes out of every pore. Get out of here!'

I say, pointing to the window.

'But I-'

'I said out!'

'but at least.. you could tell me your name'

'NO'

So the prince, silently and apparently mortified, approaches the genie, and once the latter snaps her fingers, they disappear before my eyes.

'maybe I exaggerated...'

Jungkook's pov:

What happened shocked me almost more than when they told me that my father was no longer here, maybe now I'm exaggerating the situation... but really...

'What did I do wrong, Genie!?'

I say sitting on the ground, frustrated. The genie sits next to me, putting her hand on my shoulder.

'Prince, I think you made the wrong approach to that girl..'

I turn towards her, with a confused and... annoyed look.

'She called me arrogant! I didn't do anything wrong!'

'Maybe not everyone fully understands your behaviour, what for you may have been an innocent invitation, for her seemed like an order...'

'So what should I do?'

'Maybe tomorrow you should go back to her stand and apologize'

I nod..laying on the bed and praying that the night would pass quickly.

the morning

As soon as the slightest ray of sunlight caresses my eyelids, I open my eyes wide. I have to run to the bazar. I get ready, take the ring and start to go out the window, when something stops me... maybe it's that "common sense" I've always heard about... I decide to go to my sister.

'Jasmine.. first of all, sorry about yesterday.. I promise you that I will start studying and stop running away.. but you have to allow me to go out, only today.. please'

I bow before my sister, begging her to give me permission to go out. Raising my head, I see Aladdin placing his hand on Jasmine's hand, urging her to grant my wish.

'Okay, Jungkook, go, don't worry, it won't be the last time I'll let you out, but lessons will start next week'

Out of joy, I run to hug my big sister and her groom. Then i run out of the building, straight towards the market. People sing, dance, but in that moment, for the first time, the music fails to captivate me. Among the crowd, I manage to glimpse the girl's stall and... her! With her hood, with her back turned...but still her!!! I smile and move closer.

'Hey hey hey! Sorry about yesterday... I was a fool, I exaggerated, so much that you misunderstood my intentions-'

The girl turns around, lowering her hood... it's not her.

'Oh.. sorry, maybe you are looking for my child- But.. sire..'

The woman raises her hand to her mouth in surprise. I grab her other hand, squeezing it.

'Ma'am.. can you tell me where your daughter is?! I have to talk to her..'

The lady, still a little shaken and confused, hesitates for a few words.

'I think she went to the stand where Omar sell the paintings... it's right over there'

'Thank you very much, ma'am'

I say, kissing the woman's hand. I move towards the stall of paintings, I know the good man who creates and sells them... now that I think about it, yesterday, despite the mess that happened, I noticed some paintings placed in a corner of the girl's room..advancing among the people, I finally manage to glimpse my mysterious girl, without a hood, focused on admiring a painting of a starry night.. the people seem to advance from the opposite side of the market, allowing me to get closer to her. I remain there, next to her, observing that painting..

'It's a really nice painting, don't you think?'

The girl slowly turns towards me.

'Youe Heighness..'

'I'm sorry about yesterday..'

'No.. I'm the one apologizing.. I went too far.. I thought about the words you said to me, and there was nothing arrogant about them..'

'I was the one who let you misunderstand'

I approach her.

'Anyway.. my name is-'

I put a finger in front of the girl's mouth, not letting her finish a sentence. I smile, then give her a note.

'I hope you will come..'

I turn, walking towards the guards who escorted me, feeling my heart lighter.

Y/n's pov

I remain petrified by the prince's gesture, but, at the same time, it makes me chuckle. I look at the folded note in my hands. I open it and read the contents.

In seven moons, in the royal garden, don't worry, there will be guards to take you there, wait for me at the gazebo at the end of the path. I hope you'll be there...my dreamer.

No one has ever called me that..

'Okay, your highness, I'll play along' i said to myself, carrying the note close to my chest, almost as if I'm hugging it.

One week later

I arrive in front of the door of the immense palace, there are two guards there, I approach them.

'Name.. please'

The prince doesn't know my name.. how can I make them understand that I have to meet him.. what if..

'Dreamer..'

The two guards look at each other, exchanging a few glances, and then nod and open the door to allow me access. Smiling, I advance, heading towards the garden that his heighness told me about in the note. I can already see the gazebo, adorned with an limitless variety of flowers and illuminated by moonlight. Once inside, I find a canvas, some brushes and a box full of colours.

'But..'

'So you came!'

I turn towards that voice, which I now recognize immediately... seeing a beautiful and elegant boy coming towards me. Now that I think about it, every time I've met him, he's always wearing ordinary clothes, never anything that fancy. He approaches me.

'I noticed that you like painting, and that you used to paint in the past... tell me, what made you stop'

We sit on one of the benches in the gazebo, looking at that empty canvas makes me think of my childhood... this makes me move.

'My father was a painter, when I was little, I hoped to become like him, until a few years ago, I painted an indecipherable number of canvases... I took some to the market, but I couldn't sell even one... my dream is always been to portray the most beautiful moments on a canvas, so as to be able to ensure true immortality for those memories... but, when I lost my father, I decided to give up that dream, both because, due to my origins, it wouldn't have made any money, and because I had to take care of my mother..'

The prince wraps his arm around my shoulder and brings me to him, instinctively, I rest my head on his shoulder.

'I'm sorry about your father...I really am, but, in my opinion, you should start painting again, it's your dream in the end, and isn't it the very act of doing it that keeps your father's memory alive? You know... sometimes it happens that we are forced to put our dreams aside... it's happening to me, right now, you know... before, I didn't have a real dream, on the contrary, I wanted to find one. Before meeting you, I understood that my dream is probably to dance, sing, compose music... but now, like a good prince, I have to put all this on the back burner, because I have to prepare to become the future sultan.. but.. do you know the beautiful thing about being a dreamer? They manages to make their dreams come true, because they believes in them, because they sees them, because they maintains their passion for them..this is my path '

'ours...you mean.'

I say looking into the boy's eyes, while I caress his hand with mine. He smiles, and then turns his gaze towards the canvas... then, I get up, start taking the brushes and colours... and off we go. Hours pass, the night gets deeper and deeper. I can feel his tall gaze as I paint. Once finished, I look at my hands, now smeared with colour, together with the white dress I had worn for the occasion. The prince approaches, taking my hand.

'Heighness! There was paint on my hand'

'Well then?'

The prince states, dipping a finger into the purple paint and then running it along his right cheek. We burst out laughing, and then we look at the canvas..

'what do you plan to name it?'

'I think the most suitable name is... Dreamers'

Present Jungkook's Pov:

By now the night was fading, giving way to dawn...and a new day...the two remain observing each other for a few minutes, in silence, when suddenly the girl takes the boy's face, bringing it to hers, zeroing the distance between them, with a kiss full of love and sweetness. The guy wraps his arms around the girl's waist, while she does the same around his neck, after their lips part, they bring their foreheads together, closing their eyes.

'And by the way.. the name is Y/n..'

'it's beautiful..'

'Thank you.. haha..'

'But I'm not just talking about your name, I'm talking about all of this'

'I had guessed it, your highness'

The two laugh.

'So... that means you and your mother are coming here, right?'

'As tall as you wish'

END OF STORY

'At that response, the boy, whose name was Jungkook picked the girl up, hugging her and kissing her again. Luckily, her sister Jasmine had already removed the law that forced nobles to marry other nobles. So, the two prepared a stylish and colorful wedding, where everyone danced and sang and then... the two dreamers had children...'

'Stubborn like their father'

Y/n says, crossing her arms and looking down at us.

'But with their mother's temper'

We all burst out laughing as my babies start climbing on me.

'but dad! And the genie? Where has she been?'

'You didn't tell us how the painting was made!!'

I get up from the couch, picking up my two puppies.

'Am I wrong or did you promise me that once the story was over you would go to bed? If I don't see you in your bed in five minutes, tomorrow I won't tell you what happened to the genie and I won't show you the painting!'

'You mean the painting is here!!! LET'S RUN TO SLEEP COME ON!!'

The two little bipeds immediately run into their little room, while I fall back on the sofa, tired, but happy, with my Y/n, leaning on my chest.

'Is it possible that they never noticed?'

'I think they'll pay attention to it tomorrow, my dreamer'

The painting is located right in this room, on the wall in front of us, it portrays me and Y/n, under the gazebo, accompanied by the bright colors of the flowers and illuminated by the moon. Yes, that is a moment that will never die. I think, hugging my sweet Y/n even closer to me, and observing for a few seconds, the ring with the red ruby, on the table near the sofa, which shines more than usual..

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The People vs. GCW preview

Mance Warner vs. EFFY or Allie Katch - This is essentially a two-part main event--Effy and Katch will wrestle one-on-one, to determine which of them will challenge Warner later in the show, for the GCW world championship. Katch is seeking to become the second woman to hold the title.

Anything goes in a GCW ring, which doesn't mean every GCW match will become a blood-soaked battlefield strewn with broken glass and barbed wire, but when it comes to these three, you can count on it. I would not be shocked if these two matches go back-to-back, blending seamlessly together. I would also not be shocked if the first match ends in a non-finish, and the title bout becomes a three-way.

Effy and Mance were teammates in the Second Gear Crew, until Warner turned on Effy in December 2023. Over the next six months, Effy went 2-1-2 in a series of grudge matches, but ol' Mancer got the last laugh by winning the world title in June. In October they met in a four-on-four double cage match; Effy's team lost after Allie ran in to turn on him. In November, Effy finally challenged Warner for the world title, but Katch ran in again, laying out both men for a no-contest.

GCW does two things well. One is crazy deathmatch spots, but the undercard is probably going to give us our fill of that. The other is ridiculously overbooked clusterfucks in the main event. I sometimes reference an old HOT NEWZ~! column from 20+ years ago that predicted a WWF show would end with a zillion run-ins, and everybody would take their shirts off to reveal a different shirt before they turned face/heel. That's what it feels like when I casually check in on GCW once in a while. These two matches are literally about all of Effy's friends crawling out of the woodwork to stab him in the back, and I'm pretty sure more will show up to keep doing it. And we're at the point where I'd buy it if Mance's heel allies turned on him for no reason, just to keep it fair.

It would be pretty cool to see Allie win the big one, and I'm pretty sure the crowd would chant "you deserve it" even though she's basically been a heel for years. It would also make sense if Warner stands tall at the end, to firmly establish him as the face of the promotion going forward and the man to beat. But I guess I'm an old softie, and I think it's overdue for Effy to get his flowers. With Nick Gage gone, this guy is Mister GCW, and even when Nick was around, Effy was the franchise player. The theme of this show is that it's a do-over of their first Hammerstein Ballroom show in 2022, but this time they're going to get it right. I can't think of a better way to do that than for Effy to go out with the gold.

Dominic Garrini & Kevin Ku vs. Alec Price & Cole Radrick - Violence is Forever (Garrini and Ku) are defending the GCW tag team title. I watched the official hype video for this and I could barely tell any of these guys apart, so there's not really a convoluted backstory or anything. It's just two teams I don't know, going at it to prove who's the best, and also the champs are heels. That would be perfectly acceptable on a New Japan show in the US, so I'm sure it'll be good here too. I could see this going either way, but I'll pick the Gahbage Daddies (Price and Radrick) to get the sentimental title change.

El Hijo del Vikingo vs. Sidney Akeem - Akeem is probably best known from his WWE run as Reginald, where he was Carmella's sommelier until Vince McMahon figured out that gimmick sucks, and then he was just "Reggie," the guy who can do cool flips but nobody takes him seriously because the sommelier gimmick was death. Anyway, he's reinvented himself on the indies somewhat, and I've seen him in ROH a couple of times. He wanted to prove himself against the best high-flyer on this show. Well, Vikingo fits the bill. This should be a good showing for Akeem to establish him at this level, but I have to think Vikingo will win.

Maki Itoh vs. Brandon Kirk vs. Matthew Justice vs. Rina Yamashita vs. Matt Tremont vs. John Wayne Murdoch vs. Dr. Redacted vs. Drew Parker - This match is for both the GCW ultraviolent title (which is currently vacant) and the GCW extreme title (Itoh is the defending champion). It's billed as a "doors, ladders, and chairs match," which basically just means it's a ladder match but they're bringing extra junk to the ring for the wrestlers to fight with. Both belts will be hung above the ring, and the first participant to climb a ladder to retrieve them will win the match and both championships, which are apparently going to be unified.

Kirk has announced that--win, lose, or draw--he is retiring after this match. He lost the ultraviolent belt to Sawyer Wreck, on the night of her retirement, which is why the title is vacant. So there's a chance Kirk could end the vacancy and then immediately create a new one. Parker, Murdoch, and Yamashita are also former ultraviolent champions. I don't know who the hell Redacted is, and I'm pretty sure I forgot who Justice is.

This one match should have the highest concentration of light tubes and glass panes and shit, on top of crazy ladder spots. That could be a problem, considering Maki Itoh is a tiny little Japanese idol girl out there with a bunch of big mean guys. Yeah, I don't know what those chumps are gonna do about my girl Maki, so I'm picking her to win.

Megan Bayne vs. Atticus Cogar - Bayne won a battle royale last month to earn future GCW world title match. Cogar is mad that she eliminated him in said match. This would be pretty basic except Bayne looks like Wonder Woman and Cogar is a skeevy indie wrestling mega dick heel, so he's being a creepy weirdo about it.

I expect this will mainly be interesting because earlier this week Bayne reportedly signed with AEW, and I would imagine the GCW faithful aren't really happy with AEW lately. So even though Cogar is one of the most reviled guys in the promotion, Megan might end up being public enemy number one. Assuming Bayne is really All Elite now, she should probably finish up with GCW tonight, and that should probably mean doing the job on the way out.

Joey Janela vs. Masato Tanaka - So I remember the rivalry in ECW between Mike Awesome and Masato Tanaka, but every time Tanaka comes back for a nostalgia spot I realize I don't remember anything about him, specifically. He's 51 now, and I'm sure he's here mainly so the Hammerstein Ballroom gets to see an ECW legend. It feels like I only hear about Janela anymore when he's wrestling an old-timer to prove he can make anybody look good. I'm not sure it matters to anyone which guys wins, so I could see this going either way.

Matt Cardona vs. ??? - Cardona issued an open challenge for this show, claiming that GCW had several different matchups planned for him that fell through. I was under the impression he'd be facing Ricky Starks here, before Effy provoked Tony Khan into pulling all AEW/ROH talent from GCW. I'd like to think GCW found somebody good, but if it was somebody really good, I think the would have advertised them before the show. So I'm expecting somebody who can get a good pop but not a needle-mover. Cardona could win or lose this, depending on who they get.

Josh Barnett vs. Tom Pestock - This match will be contested under the rules that GCW uses in the Josh Barnett's Bloodsport shows. Which is kind of weird, since on those shows the ring is set up without any ropes or turnbuckles, which sounds like a headache for the ring crew to do for this one match. I'm actually not sure the rules are that different--it's just that on Bloodsport shows, the wrestlers stop pretending that flips, throws, and haymakers make sense in an actual fight. The idea is to more closely simulate a legit grappling contest, with an emphasis on defending against holds and staying out from under one's opponent.

Pestock is best known from his 12-year WWE run as Baron Corbin; as far as I know this is his first match since they let his contract run out. They're hyping this up like Pestock has legit fighting credentials, and I don't doubt that's why Barnett wants the match. But it's going to be touch to erase the stench of some truly awful heel gimmicks that WWE gave to Corbin throughout his tenure. I think Barnett won't have a problem jobbing to Pestock to make him look good, but I expect it'll go over about as well as Ernest Miller jumped from WCW to ECW to tap out Taz in the Hammerstein.

Richard Holliday vs. Charles Mason - This is a steel cage match, so the ring will be surrounded by a metal structure to keep the participants locked inside, and everyone else locked out, until one man scores a fall.

I only know Holliday as the other guy from the Dynasty, a stable in MLW that included MJF and Alexander Hammerstone. I guess about a year ago Holliday turned on Hammersone and aligned with Mason. Then in August Holliday turned on Mason and, in an impressive twist, produced evidence that Mason is a serial killer, and had him arrested. As best I can tell the story is that Mason escaped from prison in November, and nobody in GCW gives a shit because they're letting him have this cage match. So yeah, I'm never buying an MJF storyline from Temu again.

The whole "escaped convict" thing is particularly silly in GCW, because I can't pretend they're above or beneath the law, considering the first Nick Gage Invitational almost got screwed up because Nick Gage had a legit parole violation. As far as the match itself, it'd be pretty dumb if Mason went to all this trouble just to get beat with a cheap heel finish by Holliday, so I bet that's what will happen.

Tajiri & Super Crazy & Little Guido vs. Arez & Gringo Loco & Jack Cartwheel - Tajiri's team is clearly representing ECW. Arez and Loco are fixtures of "GCW is throwing a random lucha tag match in the middle of the show." Cartwheel is more of a "GCW is doing a scramble match in the opener" kind of guy. Regardless, those three should be able to bounce around to distract from the old guys' limitations. If Tajiri doesn't spit mist in someone's face, I'm not sure what we're doing here. Team ECW for the win.

Homicide & Grim Reefer & Amazing Red vs. Tony Deppen & Griffin McCoy & Kerry Morton - Deppen, McCoy, and Morton were attacking Reefer at some show when Homicide made the save. They issued a challenge for a trios match, and at some point they announced Red as their partner. Homicide and Red are living legends from the post-ECW indy scene. I don't know if Reefer is on that level, but he's old as balls and likes weed, so that'll do. I'm thinking Deppen pulls a cheapshot to steal a win from Reefer, but then the good guys clear the ring for a post-match happy ending.

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