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katnissgirlsmakedo · 10 months

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speak now taylor’s version as a grishaverse concept album: a post.

mine. at first i was like. this is a kanej song… and then i was like no it’s too sweet for kanej this is a wesper song. and i stand by that. you made a rebel if a careless man’s careful. son. i guess. whatever

sparks fly. now THIS is kanej!! and you stood there in front of me just close enough to touch!! close enough to hope you couldn’t see what i was thinking of!!!

back to december. genya about alina for real…. genya goes back to december all the time…. wishing she realized what she had when alina was hers….. whatEVER though.

speak now. mal!!!!! can be him about alina marrying blondie for political reasons or about alina being close to the darkling that time he came to the little palace to report on the stag. he is a jealous bitch!! we love it

dear john. do i even need to say it. literally alina about the darkling. he’s an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry never impressed by her aceing his tests. he’ll add her name to a long list of traitors who don’t understand and she’ll look back and regret she ignored when they said run as fast as you can. don’t you think she was too young to be messed with. she stole his matches before fire could catch her so don’t look now she’s shining like fireworks over his sad empty town!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he needs to kill himself

mean. he would hate me saying this but. kaz about pekka rollins…. someday i’ll be living in a big old city and all you’re ever gonna be is mean!!!

the story of us. veryyyy kanej. tbh. um you held your pride like you should have held me. why are we pretending this is nothing. she’s standing alone in a crowded room and they’re not speaking. the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now….. I WOULD LAT MY ARMOR DOWN IF YOU SAY YOU’D RATHER LOVE THAN FIGHT. so many things that you wish i knew but the story of us might be ending soon!!!!!! i don’t even care that much whatever.

never grow up. ok well like fuck this song first of all. cried. idk why i thought i wouldn’t like girl you KNOW you’re in an emotionally vulnerable place rn jesus. this one defies blorboification because it’s so crazy but also it’s about alina in the sense that alina is also about me. ok sorry that when i saw alina finally get to the little palace and her new room completely alien to her with nothing familiar but the scars on her body and she’s finally alone for the first time since everything changed overnight and she just immediately breaks down sobbing crying keeling over i immediately was like ummmm she’s gonna be huge for me rn and then i cried so hard i almost threw up and now i’m here. ok. well whatever. you know how sometimes you go to a family reunion and you see your cousin who got married when you were in third grade and you wore a pink tie die sundress and matching pink flip flops and the reception was in a cool barn with little lights all around and there was a weird decorative edible flower on your plate at dinner that you didn’t eat because you were 8 and you thought that was weird and your cousin (the one who just got married) wanted to dance with you and you were 8 so you didn’t want to and you still kinda feel bad about the fact that you were in a bad mood at a wedding when you were 8 but you can’t really do anything about it now and anyway that’s hardly the point if anything because he’s got two daughters now and the youngest is only 5 and she has the same little haircut you had when you were a kid and the same blue eyes and the same shy demeanor and she’s wearing the cutest pink outfit and you just want to cry when you look at her and then your cousin asks you if you would paint her nails because she hasn’t been playing with the other kids there that much and she feels left out and she liked your nails and so you do it and her hands are so little because she’s only five and she’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen in your life and she reminds you of yourself way too much and you just want to cry because you were also the kid at the family reunion that didn’t really get included in playing with the other kids but now you can look at her and do something nice for her and smile at her and be someone for her that no one was for you and like i’m so fucking normal guys i’m not even crying at all lol. lmao even. fuck you taylor

enchanted. ok well. genyalina. what if i said i thought genya helped stop alina from communicating with mal in part because she was jealous that alina loved him.

better than revenge. alina core. she hates women sometimes but don’t worry it’s just because she’s gay and doesn’t know. anyway her about zoya but like literally nothing happened she’s just insane <3

innocent. i’m going to be honest i have never heard this song in full and i’m not about to start now. who cares

haunted. kanej!!!! they walk a fragile line….

last kiss. well i’m not qualified to speak on this but i imagine when mal and alina had to separate in the show this is them. again. i don’t know what i’m saying. anyway it’s also nina and matthias i guess but who cares about them

long live. it was not within me to listen to this tonight but like i know the song and it’s about alina……….. also the crows….. (actually this song has always been about my friends the pevensies but we are making this a grishaverse concept album tonight and we aren’t talking about them rn. but just letting you know there is a deeper priority here. peace and love)

ours. malina!!!!!! don’t you worry your pretty little mind people throw rocks at things that shine and life makes love look hard the stakes are high the waters rough but this love is ours!!!! 🫶🫶🫶🫶

superman. mal…. go save the world i’ll be around…. etc.

electric touch. MAL AND ALINA. HER ELECTRIC TOUCH COULD FILL THIS GHOST TOWN UP WITH LIFE. also it’s kinda lucie and jesse core but we’re not talking about that rn. also i guess it could be a jesper and wylan song but like. alina literally has an electric touch. in a way.

when emma falls in love. nina is soooo emma…. inej is the narrator also

i can see you. this is so kanej i could throw up. i didn’t even finish the song it was too much but just trust me it’s kanej

castles crumbling. ALINAAAAAAAAA

foolish one. oh this one’s EASY. book wylan about jesper and also show inej about kaz. duh. except the bridge which is about blondie wanting to fuck mal so bad it makes him look stupid.

timeless. first of all this is so loved you before by peach prc core. secondly malina core. thirdly beronica core frankly. whatever.

also if if this was a movie was on the correct album i would be saying it was about malina i guess but taylor decided to be ultra lame.

#did everyone have fun at the long ass speak now grishaverse post.#beth.txt #🪲

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sheepiemc · 2 years

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MC Outfit Headcanons

outfits i think the boys would like on any MC so inclined to wear these kinds of fashions

Lucifer

Much like himself, i would imagine that he would like MC covered from head to toe lmao

Ok maybe not HEAD to toe but pretty dang close lol modesty is the best policy

Like ideal outfit i think would be simple black turtle neck, pencil skirt, tights and either pumps or booties depending on the weather. Hair UP. subtle “natural” makeup - maybe a red lip if they’re feeling feisty. a coat if its cold. Tell me lucifer wouldn't be a SUCKER for a pencil skirt

Since we’re dealing with pride incarnate, MC always has to look their best so casual clothes is a no-no. Business casual MAYBE but absolutely NO JEANS. Signature colors of blue and red. I think he would like simple but EXPENSIVE jewelry and obvi wearing the matching necklace u got for his birthday

For like a formal wear/evening gown type thing im thinking of ONE SPECIFIC DRESS from the sims but I imagine his taste would lean to long sleeve, square/high neck gown - no embellishments but a nice textured material, maybe ombre? - with a very low back, so its like a surprise and when he touches the small of ur back he feels ur skin ☺ I just think its cute and if u subscribe to the "pactmarks make tattoos" camp then bonus if his pactmark is on ur back lmao

I think it would be like- he likes u looking all dressed up in public bc then him and only him will get to see the real u in private and vice versa… thats what im going for anyway :^p

Mammon

Now on the complete opposite end of the spectrum, mams would SHOWER mc in expensive/designer clothing that SCREAMS money!! Flexing on the haters smthg smthg drip right?? Idk im old now idk but VERY FLASHY

And he's a model yea? So like they get free shit so that they can be seen wearing it right? So I dont really think it's so much that *he* spends money on them (bc avatar of greed? Spending money on other people? Unheard of ;^P) but he gets free shit and is like "I can't wear this its too old" or "it doesn't fit me" or w/e excuse he can come up with

Idk who started this but i agree with the HC that mammon is a leg man so mini skirts/shorts are the demon’s UNDOING

I see mammon’s style as veering more toward casual/street fashion.. if I had to call it *smthg* ig i would say hypebeast??

So like ideal outfit would be like some fancy expensive sneaker (sneakerhead!mammon just makes so much sense, doesn't it??) like jordans or nike sneaks or those balenciagas the ones that look like socks or like those chunky sneakers u kno the ones, embellished/distressed cutoff Jean shorts, a simple white crop top with like some designer logo right and like an oversized fancy embellished jacket - leather or jean or bomber - and cute but ineffective sunglasses right 😆 to match ofc

We out here drippin in finesse

Fave color on u is gold bc DUH and I can see him liking a dramatic/smoky eye like a brown/gold smoky bidness… and jewelry would be gold too of course and like BIG gold jewelry like a chain and earrings and sunglasses are like his signature accessory

I think an evening gown/dress for him would also have to be gold and VERY SPARKLY… much like his character song, he’d want all eyes to be on you so that everyone knows how good *his* human looks, when at the same time he’ll be very protective and p much hanging off u the whole time, making sure that ur only paying attention to him ;^)

Leviathan

So like the obvious answer here would be cosplay right? And like that’s canon im p sure if MC indulges him by cosplaying his faves like ruri-chan OFC he’s gonna love it but like i think he would find it adorable if they did closet/casual cosplays inspired by his faves and otaku!MC’s faves too… its subtle enough that in the beginning he’s not sure if ur doing it on purpose or not but after like the third time he’ll catch on and ask

Another clothing style i think levi would like on MC (bc u can only closet cosplay so many times) would be the kawaii harajuku type clothes

Like specific outfit im picturing is like oversized anime-type t shirt or sweatshirt/pullover hoodie and a pleated mini skirt, probably plaid, knee high socks (or THIGH HIGH if u want to kill the demon), a cute plushie purse too if ur feeling it and wanna complete the look (YES i went on pinterest BEFORE writing this one up this time) shoes??? Idk what would go with that… sneakers? Mary janes? Oh like platform sneakers? Egirl shoes lmao

I cant see him being picky about makeup and hair and jewelry and stuff bc he mostly wants to hangout with u in his room so comfy/casual clothes are all but guaranteed in his presence *shrug emoji* and when he does go out, it's not usually to anything fancy so comfy/casual still wins … a couple days later and im considering him being partial to egirl makeup… bc that like kinda anime inspired already..? LIKE i still stand by him not really caring BUT egirl makeup is fucking cute

Fancy events still do happen, however, and he gets dragged to ones that have to do with diavolo SO I was thinking about his preference for that sorta thing and I cant see him picking a typical evening gown/fancy dress where its like slinky or sparkly or whatever (though if u did pick one i think he would like one that compliments his scales…. Not that he would tell u that and i also cant find one on pinterest like that lmao) again i think he would like this specific style of dress that i found on pinterest thats apparently japanese but its like mostly made of tule? Sometimes embroidered, high collar -either with tule or another blouse type thing underneath, long/three-quarters sleeves, mid/knee-length skirt… they're like ALMOST Lolita but not quite… idk they just looked really pretty and matched his style

I also looked at sailor dresses bc admiral of hell’s navy but the american sailor dresses werent doing it for me and the japanese sailor dresses looked too casual for like a formal event but i think levi would also like the sailor look bc its freakin adorable how can u not love it

I had trouble figuring out what his “favorite color” on u would be bc this man’s colorscheme is all over the god damn place -his sin color is orange but his hair color is purple but his eyes are yellow but his NAIL color is blue and the dominant color scheme of his casual clothes is like yellow and blue?? And the dominant colorscheme of his demon for is purple and a little yellow AND THEN HIS HUMAN WORLD LOOK IS ORANGE AND FUCKING TEAL so like he’s all over the god damn place and i decided that his fave color on MC is pastel purple bc then they always match his hair color *WHEEW* that was a lot…. Oh my god i just realized his human world shoes have different shoelace colors on both feet…. Hoo boy……

Satan

Ok now here’s an easy one… at first when i was coming up with a style for him i was thinking “kinda preppy with a little bit of edge?” and it took me till today to realize “oh that’s dark academia” LMAO

So obvious answer is obvious but hey if it aint broke right? Its like librarian meets dark wizard which is TOTALLY his aesthetic duh its just enough rebellion to not be like lucifer too goody-two-shoes, ykwim?

So like a lot of browns and plaids and dark greens (ofc), cozy sweaters and cardigans, slacks OR skirts either works, coats sometimes if its real chilly, like boots or oxfords if ur feelin fancy

OBVIOUSLY if u throw in a cat themed accessory here and there he would find that absolutely endearing but it would have to be something subtle and not too tacky.. After all, im p sure aesthetic beauty is like a big thing for satan… if im not mistaken..

For a dress i struggled bc he’s one i also can't see really being into like a typical fancy flowy gown - though if he had to pick one i think it would be a velvet emerald number that looks very very pretty - his dress choice would be a more toned down, like vintage 40s inspired look? Like not too long but not too short, its got like three quarters sleeve and asymmetrical embellishments bc again rebellion

Ok ik i just said that satan appreciates beauty but like i can see him being picky about a makeup look either? Obviously like green to match the fancy outfit but like other than that all bets are off THO…. i do feel like he would be the opposite of partial to red lipstick… for no reason in particular… I looked up dark academia makeup and it's mostly brown... Yeah that'll work, it's pretty.

Asmodeus

So asmo's aesthetic pinterest board is the biggest one out of all of them and that wssnt on purpose at first but doesn't that make so much sense?? I just kept adding stuff like "oh that's cute" "oh THATS cute" "oh that's CUUUTE" and i just went off from there

So unsurprisingly asmo LOVES to dress up MC, unlike the others who passively like their MC's style, asmo is ACTIVELY involved in shopping with/dressing up MC however he likes

And boy does he LIKE… so like I got it in my head that asmo is the opposite of lucifer: where luci wants MC to cover up, asmo wants to see as much skin in as many creative ways as possible (without making MC uncomfortable ofc - I had to draw a line somewhere)

Heavily influenced by the popular fashions of today, more so than the other bros. If I had to give it a name I'd call it "mean girl aesthetic" bc its like mostly pink, got fuzzy elements, sparkly elements, lots of short things, lots of tight things, for some reason i can only picture like strappy shoes? With high heels obviously… i think of like stripper shoes but like a little less dramatic… asmo would wear them tho (the stripper shoes i mean) or maybe also like thigh high boots n go go boots idk FOR THE AESTHETIC

For like dresses, I got a lot of like club dresses with interesting cut outs and lots of glittery elements… for the stray formal event, I got slinky pink numbers with like high slits, they didn't have it on pinterest but probably fur or feather boas type things ya know old hollywood glamour but also make it modern

Another OBVIOUS type of clothing asmo would prefer to see MC in is LINGERIE DUH i only added like 3 to the pinterest board but like theres a lot of cute underwear out there… ALSO those big ol sheer robes with the fuzzy trim is very asmo aesthetic, right?

As far as makeup goes, I think he would be more experimental with like glitter and rhinestone elements… just picture asmo doing MCs makeup like that image of those two girls with the strong gay energy … idk kids call it the euphoria aesthetic right?

Beelzebub

Finally… my boy… funny enough i dont think beel (or his twin for that matter) cares that much about clothes in the first place so this part won’t be super long (probablyy)

So i got another obvious answer for ya: workout clothes! Duh! Because i and some other beel enjoyers ive seen share the sentiment that beel and MC workout together for bonding purposes and ya kno to spend more time together whether MC is a gym rat or not, i know even *I* would workout if my gym buddy was beelze-fuckin-bub but i digress

So yeah workout clothes! Or athleisure wear if ur really not keen on working out lol i imagine he likes it bc a. Its representative of ur spending time together and b. A lot of workout clothes is lowkey sexy by design and like ik some people think beel is a dummy or oblivious - even when it comes to things of *that* nature but u and i both know better than that… [*wiggles eyebrows*] and for shoes i think it would be obvious that theyre like running shoes and sneakers but the sneakers u can actually use and scuff without having to wipe with a damp cloth every time that u wear them out lmao

SPECIFICALLY, i think his fave would be leggings with the mesh cutouts bc WOW some of those leggings show A LOT of skin - u just dont notice at first glance. 👀 And like sports bras and crop tops and crop sweaters OH i also think he would like those really short like faux gym shorts? Like those are you nasty shorts but without the words [is this perhaps subconsciously influenced by my memories of the ghost and the goth? Maybe so…]

But one can’t wear workout clothes ALL THE TIME [i mean they can but where’s the fun in that] so like brighter/warmer colors like yellows and oranges and reds, flower prints like sunflowers and daisies, shorts and joggers and sweatshirts and the like… aw rompers! Thats cute

As far as picking a fancy type dress? I couldnt find EXACTLY what i wanted on pinterest but i was going for a celestial sun inspired number with like tule and glitter stars and gold and yellow and orange and if u r feeling extra, one of them like sunray halo headpieces

Also i said he prob wouldnt care and its dumb to put on make up when working out anyway but im also biased so i think he would like peachy/orangey looks, specifically orange blush+freckles bc thats cute i think!!

Belphegor

As previously mentioned, i cant see belphie being picky about clothes, even more so bc dressing up takes effort and its so much easier to not put in effort into anything so why would u bother for the avatar of sloth

That being said, obvious answer is obvious but, his fave clothes on MC are pajamas!! If one likes to sleep in their birthday suit or no pants thats fine too 😆 but i was definitely thinking in the realm of very cute pajamas that i found on pinterest... for shoes: do i even need to say it? Slippers obviously lmao bc i love to hoard slippers and they kinda get beat up when u wear them a lot, i think MC would have a small collection of mostly novelty slippers lmao

Mostly consists of graphic tshirts/tank tops with like sleepy slogans and imagery and shorts or pj pants, lots of cow themed stuff lots of star themed stuff ya know, all very cute i think

But one cant wear pjs all the time (again) and tshirts/sweatshirts/sweatpants are all very comfy and very lazy so like its not so much that i think *he* thinks MC looks good in those kinds of clothes (bc who can say that they look *GOOD* in sweatpants…. Ill wait aND NO BEING SKINNY IN SWEATPANTS =/= LOOKING GOOD IN SWEATPANTS), moreso i think that he likes the influence of his sin on those choices bc i for one subscribe to the notion that all of them have like a sin radar that detects their sin in people and it feels good to have that influence over someone!! Bc demons!!

SINCE I WAS BULLIED INTO PUTTING REAL CLOTHES ON THIS LIST, we’re sticking to lazy theme with like long dresses/skirts bc no pants is the ultimate lazy fashion choice, flannels, loose overalls, sweaters, those spaghetti strap dresses with tshirts underneath and since im being FORCED to pick a fashion “aesthetic”, were gonna go with a weird mix of lazy 70s style, twilight-core/elena-gilbert-core and goblincore, all with a purple/blue, cool color palette bc ofc

Anyway when dressing up cannot be avoided, i also think its very obvious to chose a dark blue/black dress with glittery stars and moons on it!! That also parallels beel’s dress of choice bc twins of light and darkness!! Parallelism!! Parallelogram!!

And once more (with feeling) makeup = effort and we aint about that here BYUT, ik theres a lot of motherfuckers out there that call belphie an eboy so why not do egirl makeup again, but we’ll go for the slightly more depressed egirl that makes her darkcircles even darker on purpose lmao

Diavolo

So of the formerly-undateables, only dia came easy to me ig bc ive read enough ff to come to a conjecture about his personality type? Whereas the other ones are way more of a mystery to me and like i could come up with fashion choices that i think they would like but it didnt feel genuine?? or correct?? Like i was just saying anything to say something…. BUT DIA……

So it came to me very quickly and all at once - i think i even completed his pin board b4 asmos - and its all bc i saw something that i thought i should add to luci’s pin board when it hit me… NO… THIS IS FOR DIA’S MC… and that first outfit was: a tweed 2pc skirt/jacket combo and suddenly i was like oh ok… so dia’s style for MC would be a perfect combo of lucifer’s and mammon’s MC styles… where its kinda professional-ish?? With like the jackets and stockings and stuff (luci) but its also fun and very “show off ur wealth”-y in a more subtle/tasteful way (mam).

Probably more of the blair waldorf-y aesthetic, with a LOT of tweed, suits, jackets, dresses, all of it, 2pc suit/skirt combos but more fashion than business, a lot of that damn gucci belt 😆 i imagine that its all designer shit but shit u likely wouldnt recognize as designer unless u were a fashion person and idrk how to look for this kinda stuff on pinterest so i only found like 2 but prob vintage designer stuff that only celebrities can get like on loan?? Because he is extra as hell!! Shoes?? Also designer ofc probably more heels than anything but there are many types of designer shoes i guess

It would also absolutely be a power move on Dia’s part to dress up his MC this way, to show off his power and influence and he also wants MC to look good and if ur the type of person that feels good in UBER expensive designer clothes than more power to ya… so like this “style preference” is unique in that its a preference that only he would be able to give you, like its super unlikely that any MC just has this stuff lying around in their closet, unless ur MC is also super rich.. So take from that what u will 😏 this was not initially a deliberate choice but I am making it one now

Now for a fancy ball/evening gown, i have zero doubt in my mind that he would love to see MC in a “princess diavolo” type dress bc he is - what? - extra 👏 as 👏 hell 👏!! So like i was trying to find something VERY specific on pinterest that nothing could actually match but its red and black and gold (surprise thats his favorite color scheme) with like a lot of intricate embellishments with like embroidery and beading and lace and tule but like really beautiful and not tacky or kitschy or gaudy (hopefully) maybe some ombre dyeing ya know? Things to make the dresses more expensive lmao the only part directly replicated from the "princess diavolo" sticker [bc *that* dress *is* tacky as hell] is the choker necklace type thing bc I think that would look really pretty I also think he would like MC to wear like crown-adjacent headwear like circlets and maybe a tiara if they will let him but pretty luxurious jewelry because I understand what the appeal to lord diavolo, demon prince and acting ruler of the devildom, is EXACTLY

Now we've established that dia is extra af but I think daytime makeup looks would be pretty reserved… this time I think a dark red lip would be his shade… party looks however we would go ALL OUT, RED EYE, RED AND GOLD EYE, RED SMOKEY EYES JUST VERY DRAMATIC he'd prob be into like a black lip or even a gold lip im sure magic can make that happen lmao im sure he'd like to use magic to have fun with ur appearance in other ways too like changing eye color or making it look like u have horns (thinking of a very specific situation in a fic I read lmao) I think it'd be fun, if MC was comfortable with that ofc

Now side note, I wrote all this (and all the rest of the boys too) with the intention of nailing down a human world style that each of them would like and I stand by what I've picked for dia… BUT, I think that the clothes that he most like to see MC in is the RAD uniform, not be its hot or sexy or whatever but it's representative of this project that he's worked so hard for and u being there, alive, willingly attending classes and participating in stuff that many just dismiss as "the whims of a silly prince" just makes dia swell with pride and joy… maybe the human world suit combos remind him enough of the uniforms too actually lol 😆

I have a lot of dia feelings that I haven't been able to get a full grasp on yet ok

ALSO forgot to mention but dia canonically likes cute things!! So like if u can incorporate those kinds of things into outfits then all the better!! Good luck finding a way to match idk a stuffed animal purse? With vintage gucci lmao

#obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me mc #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #op #fic

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theleftovertaco · 3 years

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You Were Maid For This

There is an increasing amount of boys on tiktok in maid costumes, and when someone dressed up as Malfoy in a maid outfit, I had to write this (if you want the video just send an ask and I’ll send you the link). Here we have Fred, George, Harry, Ron, Neville, and Draco. Just a heads up, some of the details are purposefully vague so that the reader can be interpreted as being from any house, in any year, and of any gender, if i trip up or you think there is a way i could improve, please let me know since i finally have asks and submissions enabled

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Whoever decided this was a good idea.... was absolutely fucking correct

It was you, you decided it was a good idea

You darted into the great hall, sat down, and told Colin Creevey to set up his camera and to not be a snitch, and then you waited.

Fred and George came first, and to an onslaught of laughter and a little bit of applause.

Because low and behold, they came in wearing matching maid outfits.

Pink. Frilly. Fucking. Maid. Outfits.

“We wanna know”, George said as he plopped down on your right, “who thought it would be funny to take all our clothes in the middle of the night and leave us with only THESE!” You stifled laughter by shoving a piece of scrambled egg in your mouth.

Fred tilted his head your way from the other side of you. “You think this is funny, do you love?”

“I find it to be the purest form of comedy.”

“Ugh” came the simultaneous replies, “This has to the fluffiest thing I have ever worn.”

“I don’t know”, laughed Harry, “the cat ears just bring out your eyes so well!”

He got identical middle fingers in response.

“Maybe you should just work with it, not against it” , Hermione interjected her two sickles into the conversation, “try to rock it.”

“Rock it?” They both titled their heads a little to the left.

“It’s a muggle expression, when a person tries to make a style work even if they’re not fond of it.”

“Ah.” Came the reply from your left.

“Maybe we should try to, uhh, rock it.”

You giggled and turned to Colin, “You two have fun with that, in the meantime, would you mind taking a picture, I’d like it for blackmail material.”

“Colin, you take that picture and I smash your camera.” Fred’s threat fell on deaf ears and after the image was pointed out on Colin’s new Polaroid you took the image, fanning it as you slipped 5 knuts into the small boys hand.

In McGonagall’s class, the boys flounced into class and immediately began flirting with the other boys in class.

“Weasley and Weasley, sit down before I turn the dress green!”

“Professor, that would clash with our hair.” A stern look silenced George pretty quick and they both sat down, though after they did McGonagall had to turn around to hide a smile.

Professor Sprout let out a booming laugh when they entered greenhouse four and simply shooed them to their stations. The Dittany plants they had planted into the plant beds saw that the white of their costumes were freckled with brown, but a quick scourgify from Sprout and they were good as new.

She sent them on their way with a comment that they, “look adorable!”

Flitwick couldn’t say much, he fell off his book stack laughing when they walked in and stayed on the floor for half and hour.

Charms class was excused for the rest of the day since their professor couldn’t calm down.

They reconvened with you for study hall in the courtyard looking a little too pleased with themselves.

“I take it people liked them?” You shouted across the yard.

“Yeah, Flitwick couldn’t stay on his stack.” Fred grinned.

“Well, I really must say, you both look very pretty.” They both laughed but you didn’t miss the way their cheeks flushed at this very different compliment.

“Yes, they look very pretty, don’t they”, Malfoy sauntered across the courtyard, “It’s such a manly look for them. Very fitting, since you two are too stupid to get any job outside of being janitorial staff.”

Fred nearly growled and you and George had to pull him to sit back down on the fountain ledge.

“Don’t worry, he’s next on the list.” You whispered. Identical mops of red hair whipped towards you.

“It was you!” came the in unison exclamations.

“Of course it was me, who else would it be!”

“Y/N!” Fred bemoaned.

“How could you betray us like this?” George was howling like he’d just been stabbed.

“I wouldn’t call it betrayal, just a bit of fun.”

“How did you even get up to the common room?” Fred was incredulous.

“You should know by now that I know how to get past those charms.”

“Ok, we’ll admit that was pretty funny.” George replied.

“Thank you, I try. Just make sure you don’t tell anyone else yet.”

“Of course. So, where are our clothes?”

“You’ll get them back when I’m finished with the prank. Bye you two.”

You got identical “NOOOOO”s as you left the courtyard.

2 down. 4 to go.

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“Creevey! Same drill as yesterday.” Colin nodded and whipped out his camera to get it ready.

“You might wanna hide for this one, I doubt Malfoy would appreciate you taking his picture in this state.” He promptly ducked under the table until just the lens peeked out above the table.

Draco stomped into the Great Hall, sat over at the Slytherin table, and huffed as most of Gryffindor let out thunderous laughter.

“Whoever did this will be on the very unpleasant end of an unforgivable when I find them!” You could barely hear him above the giggles.

“Mr. Malfoy, I know I did not just hear a threat from you?” McGonagall walked past the table and let out an affronted sound.

“Er-...of course not professor.” She hmphed and walked off.

“I don’t know Malfoy, maybe this could be good for you. This is what you get for making fun of the twins.” Fred and George nodded next to you, still in their outfits from the other day.

“Shut it, Y/Ln. If this was you I swear to Merlin.”

“I will admit to no such thing.”

Draco, unlike the twins, very much did not rock the maid outfit. Flitwick had finally gotten over his laughter and could teach as normal, but Professor Sinestra couldn’t help but let out a chuckle when a very grumpy Malfoy stepped up the astronomy tower with a few Gryffindor students trailing after him, making some rather inappropriate jokes about his backside.

Snape merely grumbled that his costume better not interfere with the lesson and moved on.

“Ok.” Malfoy finally sat down at your table in the library, “I concede, now please give me my clothes back.”

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.” You said with a sinister grin.

“Y/Ln!!!!” he groaned.

“It's not that big of a deal. So you wear a dress. Guys can wear dresses.”

“Doesn’t mean I want to!” he yelled, before being shushed by Pince.

“You know”, you began to speculate, “I think you’re arguing to deflect because you don’t want to admit that you actually like wearing a dress, even if it’s just a little bit.”

There was only silence in return and you smirked.

“You get your clothes back when I’m done with my prank.”

“Thank you. One more thing.”

“Yeah?”

“Can you change my outfit to be green? Pink is not my color.”

“I disagree, but fine.”

Halfway done.

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By day three, many of the boys at Hogwarts held the mild fear that they would be next to have their clothing swapped.

Creevey had also picked up on the drill at this point.

Ron and Harry were next.

You knew Harry would at least try to be a good sport. Ron, on the other hand, was a bit more of a wild card and you were a little nervous for his reaction.

“What. The. FUCK!” He whisper shouted when he got to Breakfast, slamming his hands down on the table. Harry chuckled and sat down next to him.

“So we were the next victims, hm.” Fred and George must have told Harry it was you, since he looked you way and playfully glared and stuck his tongue out at you, which you happily returned.

“Mature, Y/N.”

“You started it- wait no, ok now I hear it.”

“I swear to Godric Colin if you take my picture in this I will end you.” Ron snapped as the kid squeaked and ducked down, but the click of the lens appeared nonetheless.

Harry and Ron went about their classes trying to attract as little attention as possible. Flitwick was used to the skirts at this point and merely smirked and asked the boys to sit down while commenting they should be careful with the lace collar since it was delicate.

During quidditch practice, Harry and the Twins did have a bit of trouble flying with the dress, since some of the other players and onlookers made comments from below.

“Oi! Stop peeking!” Fred shouted at a third year girl who giggled and scurried off.

Professor Trelawney stared at the two before claiming that the fates told her to advise them to wear a blue dress the next time.

“Harry told me it was you.” Ron huffed as he slumped down in the grass by the lake near you. Harry sat down shortly after.

“It’s not that big of a deal. Honestly, I think you look cute in it.” Ron blushed at the compliment but didn’t say anything more.

“I’m guessing we won’t be getting our clothes back for a while?”

“You’re catching on. Only one more day. The last person is tomorrow and then you get your Friday off from wearing it.”

“Oh thank Merlin.” You heard Ron sigh in relief.

1 more person left.

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If we’re being honest you were most worried about Neville. That’s why you wanted him last, so he would only have to deal with it for a day in case it backfired. Also so that Malfoy couldn’t say anything because he would also be wearing his.

Neville kinda just shuffled into the Great Hall, and then darted over to the table where he wolfed down his beans on toast before rushing back out to hide until his next class.

“Neville!” Harry and Ron ran after him, dresses jumping back and forth as they left.

It was doubtful you woulf see anything from them directly, you didn’t share any classes with Neville on thursdays.

Ron and Harry would have to catch you up afterwards.

You met back up with them at dinner.

“You ok, Neville?” He offered a sheepish smile and nodded.

“Harry and Ron said I’d be ok and that no one else could really say anything.”

“Snape just said not to be ‘any more of a nuisance than usual’”, Harry interrupted with a shitty impression, “ Binns was too interested in his fucking textbook to make a comment, McGonagall called the three of us ‘adorable’ and Dean and Seamus keep playing with our ears!” He batted away Seamus’ hand for what probably was the 40th time that day.

“Well, Neville, what did you think?” Eyes turned towards him and he blushed bright red.

“I”, he paused for a second, “it was fun, I guess. It was kind of funny seeing Malfoy in them.”

There was a slight pause, and then.

“I guess I’d do it again. Not the outfit but the dress or skirt. Maybe even the headband. Just not as fuzzy.” Neville looked down and kinda whispered the last part.

“I would too.” Ron, surprisingly was the next to admit it and from there came a round of agreements at Gryffindor table.

“Well if we’re being honest I think that George and I did indeed rock it.” Fred said as he dug into his pot roast

“That you did. If you lot want, we could go to a shop next Hogsmeade weekend, take a look around for some other skirts?”

You got a round of “yes”s and the conversation turned elsewhere.

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“Hey,” Malfoy dropped into the seat next to you during study hall, “ how are you.”

You squinted at him.

“Fine? Why are you being so weird? You’re never nice.”

“Er, well, I mean I was hoping...that maybe... perhaps...”

“Spit it out Malfoy!”

“Could you take me to get a skirt?”

What?

“It’s just, after the first day, I kinda liked the skirt.”

You glared at him for a second.

“Yeah, ok, meet me at Hogsmeade entrance next month and we’ll go. Everyone else is going so play nice.”

He thanked you and left quickly.

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“Well, you all look beautiful if I do say so myself.” You said as they each stepped out of the changing room wearing their skirts. Fred and George twirled around, Harry and Ron did a little dance, Neville jumped around a little bit, and Draco shifted his weight from foot to foot.’

“Well thank you love.” Fred skipped over to you in a plaid circle skirt, “I will say I prefer this skirt to the poofy one in the maid outfit.”

“You like the skirt, huh? You could even say you were maid for it.” You offered with a sly grin

“Why are you like this?”

“Nooo!”

“Shittiest pun ever.”

“Whyyyyy!”

“Please never speak again.”

“I literally hate you right now.”

Well, you win some, you lose some.

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Another Five Years

A/N: My what-if wheels started to churn at the end of the last chapter about Tatum and MC, and here we are. Thank you to those who preread in part and whole!

Pairing: Tatum x MC

Warnings: None really, just some angst and language.

Kennedy stands in front of the floor-length mirror in the bedroom of her hotel suite, staring at her reflection. She has on a knee-length black sheath paired with matching pumps; it’s a simple look, nothing over the top.

She reaches over, grabbing a glass off the vanity, and takes a sip of her sweet tea jubilee; it’s her second one already. She’s trying to calm her nerves and clear her head of the questions running through her mind.

“Are you ready yet?” a voice inquires from the suite’s common area. “I’m starving, and you promised me a buffet!”

Despite the anxiety she’s feeling, Kennedy smiles and shakes her head. He always knows how to make her smile. She gives her reflection one last look-over before turning towards the door with her glass in hand.

When she enters the room, she’s met by his smile as he takes in her outfit. “Looking good,” he winks playfully.

“Thank you. And thanks for coming with me tonight, Blaine.”

“Like I’d let you go into the lion’s den -- no pun intended -- alone.” He smiles as he leans down, kissing her cheek.

Kennedy tosses back the rest of her drink and sets the glass down on the bar cart as she lets out a breath. “Ok … I’m ready.”

Blaine can see the trepidation in her expression. “Are you sure about that? We can skip it and have a night out on the town, Rutherland style. You could even go see your mom.”

“No. I’m not going anywhere near my mother right now. She’s starting the campaign, and I’m not subjecting you to that. That’s the whole reason we stayed at a hotel instead of the state manor, remember?”

“Hey, I’ve grown on her and Rutherland the last few years.”

“Yes, after she won her third term. Now, all bets are off. You remember how insufferable she was five years ago. We couldn’t even do a project together without her breathing down my neck.”

“That was before she got to know me. She thought I was nothing more than the rival troublemaker back then.”

Kennedy chuckles. “Yes, but she’s been harping on me for the past year about this,” she motions between them, “and ‘setting the record straight.’ Now, with the campaign starting back up, that’s all we would hear about because she would say that it could help her. I’m only doing this tonight at her request because she thinks it’ll make her look good, even though she didn’t come out and say it. At this point, I know how to read between the lines.”

Blaine’s expression softens as he stares at her. “Ok, as long as you’re sure.”

“I’m sure,” she nods, her tone laced with determination. But she’s unsure if she’s trying to convince him or herself.

“Alright. The car is waiting out front.”

****

Kennedy and Blaine step off the elevator and make their way through the hotel lobby. They can see the crowd of press gathered outside with their cameras ready for them. It’s nothing they’re not used to, alone or together. Both their security teams form a protective barrier around the pair as they near the doors, and Kennedy feels Blaine gently grasp her arm so he can guide her quickly to the car once they’re outside.

As soon as the doors open, the flashes start, and their security starts pushing the reporters back as they yell out to them.

“Kennedy! Blaine! Over here!”

“Kennedy! Are you looking forward to the reunion tonight?”

“How long are you in Rutherland for?”

“Blaine, when are you going to pop the question?”

“Any wedding bells for you two in the near future?”

Kennedy and Blaine do what they always do: Ignore them. They make it to their car, and Kennedy slides in first before Blaine slips in behind her and shuts the door. Both their heads of security are in the front seats, and they take off the moment they’re safely inside.

Kennedy lets out a breath as she settles back in her seat. “You alright?”

“I’m fine,” she nods, looking at Blaine and offering a smile.

“So, Miss Monroe, how are you feeling about the reunion tonight?” Blaine holds out his hand for her to speak into the imaginary microphone; Kennedy laughs and playfully pushes his hand away before she looks out the window.

I am scared, tense, and completely on edge, she silently answers the question to herself.

Tonight is Kennedy’s 10-year high school reunion. She had no intentions of attending, but when she mentioned getting the invitation to her mother, she immediately insisted that she go. She told her how it would be good for her to go and catch up with her old friends, but Kennedy knew that her mother had ulterior motives for pushing her to attend. She just wanted Kennedy to talk her up to her fellow Rutherlandians because of her upcoming campaign.

Kennedy’s reasoning for not wanting to go was simple: Tatum.

It has been five years since she last saw or spoke to him. She still remembers the night he left and walked away from her for a second time as if it happened yesterday.

When Tatum enters Kennedy’s room, he won’t meet her eyes. And she knows something is happening, having overheard a piece of his conversation. But she plays dumb. “What’s going on?”

Tatum clears his throat, still looking down at the ground. “I’ve just got a call from Winston. They found a new assignment for me.”

Kennedy can feel her heart plummet at his words. “Do you think someone found out about us?”

“As far as I’m aware, no one knows.” Tatum finally looks up at her, and there’s a sadness in his eyes that she’s never seen before. “I’m guessing it’s because I put in a reassignment request months ago.”

“You asked for this?” Kennedy says as a look of surprise fills her expression. He wants to leave. “Are you that unhappy as my head of security?”

Tatum’s head shakes back and forth as he takes a step towards her. “No. I’m not unhappy, Kennedy. I filed that request back when I was first assigned here, back when all I could think about was returning to the military career I’d worked so hard for.”

Realization hits Kennedy. “And this is your chance to do that. To follow in your mom’s footsteps …”

Tatum nods somberly. “They’re offering me a promotion. A big one. I didn’t expect it.”

“I guess people just don’t say ‘no’ to that sorta thing, huh?”

“Just a month ago, this news would have meant everything to me. But now …”

“Now?”

“I can’t stand the thought of losing you,” he says, his voice just above a whisper as he looks back down to the floor.

They spent five years apart, and she had only just gotten him back. After years, they finally expressed their long-held feelings for one another, and Kennedy thought this was their chance. And now their time is being cut short, and he’s being pulled away from her again. And she wants to ask him to stay. But she can’t. She knows it would be selfish of her. She knows Tatum all too well, and he wouldn’t think twice about staying if she asked him to. But he’s worked so hard, and she can’t let what she wants come between him and his dreams. This is everything he’s ever wanted.

“You should go. I want you to go.” It hurts her to say it, but she can’t be responsible for him not taking this opportunity. He deserves it more than anyone.

Tatum glances back up at her. “What about you?”

“The rest of the security team will keep me safe.”

Tatum stares at her, and she can see the storm of emotions in his eyes. He’s silent for a long moment before he takes a deep breath and nods. “Then this really is goodbye …”

Kennedy still feels that ache in her chest as she recalls their final conversation. Tatum left that night, and she didn’t hear from him again. She has no idea even now where he’d been sent for his new assignment. When Kennedy asked, she was told she wasn’t privy to that information. She thought perhaps he would reach out to her eventually, hoping that they would still keep in touch.

Kennedy never expected another five years to go by without a word from Tatum. It hurts and makes her slightly bitter.

After Tatum left, she spent a month wallowing in self-pity. The only time Kennedy left her dorm was to attend events on behalf of her mother to help with her campaign and to go to class. And it stayed that way until Blaine decided to take matters into his own hands.

Blaine knew the moment he saw the new security detail with her on the day of her mother's campaign fundraiser why she was closing herself off. He knew about her relationship with Tatum. Kennedy had told him about their history as childhood best friends, and the years they spent apart when Tatum first enlisted in the military. And she had eventually confided in him about Tatum being the one in those photos with her that caused the scandal and that they had been seeing each other in secret.

In the beginning, Kennedy tried to save face and act less hurt than she truly was in front of Blaine. “I’m ok.” “It is what it is.” “We weren’t anything official.” “It’s better this way.” Eventually, Blaine got her to open up about how she was really feeling. Kennedy broke down one night, and Blaine was the one who was there, listening to her cry about Tatum, what had happened, and how much she missed him. How she loved him. And Blaine was the one who was there, telling her it was going to be ok.

Blaine was the one who was there for her through it all.

During their remaining two years at Vancross, despite the protest from both their parents, Blaine and Kennedy grew inseparable. They were friends, then friends with benefits, and after graduation, they were officially a couple.

The new relationship was deemed controversial initially; being together when their countries were political rivals was seen as a bombshell of epic proportions. Blaine and Kennedy didn’t care. They didn’t let the public’s opinion or that of their parents sway them. They were happy and in love.

Over time, their parents found that their relationship was actually a good thing. The two of them being together halted rumors and scandal-ridden articles regarding Blaine as a troublemaker and shed him in a different light. The Ardonian public, who once dubbed the First Son as someone who was unable to settle down, witnessed a new side to him. Rutherland eventually accepted the relationship as a gain for them, seeing the blossoming romance as something that could bring together the two countries that had been at odds for years.

Despite neither wanting or planning to follow in their parents’ footsteps, Blaine and Kennedy became known as a political power couple simply by association.

Even now, they are constantly splashed across tabloids, but they give the press nothing to go by concerning their personal lives. They never talk to reporters about one another or their relationship, and they never answer questions. Everything regarding them as a couple is left up to speculation. They have always hated the press and their lack of respect when it comes to giving them any sort of privacy, so not giving them any information turned into a game for Blaine and Kennedy, knowing how much it irritated them. It’s been three years since their relationship came out, and the press only grows more impatient with them for their lack of information surrounding it.

The car stops outside of the oceanside building where the reunion is being held, and Kennedy can feel the trepidation wracking her body as she stares out the window. She’s unsure if Tatum is even going to be there tonight, and she can’t decide if she hopes that he is or isn’t. She’s not sure what scares her most: seeing him again or never seeing him again.

And she lacks understanding about how one person, after all this time, can still have such a hold on her. She went five years without talking to him. Then another five years. How can she still feel this way about Tatum Mendoza?

“Kennedy?” Blaine’s voice pulls her attention, and she looks up; he’s standing in front of her. She hadn’t even realized he had gotten out of the car and opened her door. “To get inside, you’re going to have to get out of the vehicle,” he teases.

“Right,” she nods as she takes a breath.

Blaine can see the anxiety in her eyes. And it is no secret to him as to why she is feeling this way. “Hey,” he says as he takes her hand, squeezing it gently. “It’s going to be ok.” She nods again, but he knows the uncertainty of his words is lingering. “Come on, we’ll go right to the bar. Loosen you up a bit.” Finally, she smiles, and he returns his own before helping her out of the car.

The press is standing behind a barricade that surrounds the building's entrance but far enough away to give Kennedy and Blaine plenty of breathing room. They shout questions and snap photographs of the pair as they walk inside. Again, Kennedy and Blaine ignore them entirely.

Once inside, Kennedy heads to the table to check in. Blaine is met with stares, but he pays them no mind. It’s nothing he’s not used to, especially while being in Rutherland. When she’s finished signing them in, Kennedy and Blaine head towards the first ballroom.

“You know, I pictured your lion mascot to be a bit more fierce looking,” Blaine jokes as he points to a banner hanging above the entrance of the ballroom; written across it is ‘Rutherland High Lions’ with their mascot set behind the text.

“What was your mascot?”

“A wolf.”

“That’s not that fierce. And lions are better.”

“You wish, Rutherland,” he smirks. They enter the ballroom and are met by chatter and laughter as Kennedy’s classmates catch up with one another. “And what do we have here?” Blaine says, but there’s humor in his tone. He’s looking at a photo wall filled with pictures of Kennedy’s class throughout the years, from kindergarten to senior year. “Let’s find little Monroe, shall we?” he chuckles. She can’t help but smile at the amusement in his eyes as they look at the photos.

As they scan through the pictures, Kennedy sees the first one of her and Tatum. They’re in the third grade, sitting on a carpet in the library, all bright-eyed and grinning. She looks away, trying not to focus on it, but finds another from sixth grade; they were partners in the science fair, and they’re posing with their project and first-place ribbons. Then she sees one from the ninth grade inside the gym during a pep rally. She feels that ache in her chest as she stares at it; he’s in his football jersey with his arm slung over her shoulder, and she’s nestled into his side, both wearing large smiles. That’s when she knew, at 14, that she first had feelings beyond friendship for him. She finally manages to peel her gaze away, but it lands on another photograph from their tenth-grade fall festival. It’s her and Tatum riding on their class float.

That ache grows as she forces her eyes away, only to see another picture a moment later, and then another, and another. It’s like a montage of her and Tatum’s long history playing out in front of her. There are dances, football games, and parades, and in each one, they’re together.

We were inseparable.

Kennedy's eyes stop on one from their eleventh-grade homecoming dance. Tatum is at her side; his arm is around her waist, that damn foam sword gripped in his other hand; he’s wearing a triumphant smile. She can’t help but laugh to herself at the memory, remembering how he had defended her honor when her date had stood her up that night.

The last photo she sees causes a lump to form in her throat. It’s their senior prom. Unlike the other photographs, this one is candid. They’re not looking at the camera but one another. And the look on both their faces is like they’re the only two people in that crowded room. This was the last photograph they had taken together before Tatum left to start his military training two weeks later.

“You look like you could use a drink,” Blaine says.

Kennedy lets out a breath and clears her throat, trying to rid it of the lump. “Yeah … I really could.” Blaine offers her his arm, and she accepts it before they head to the bar.

****

Tatum stands near his car in the parking lot; his hands are stuffed into his pockets as he stares at the building across the street. He hasn’t been able to stop wondering all day if Kennedy would be here tonight, but when he sees the barricade keeping the press away from the building, he knows she’s inside. She’s the only reason they would be there.

If he thought he was nervous before, he was wrong. His heart feels like it’s going to beat right out of his chest. It’s been five years, and not a day has gone by that he hasn’t thought of their last conversation. As much as he thought he wanted that promotion, as hard as he worked to get it, he’s been nothing but miserable. Walking away from Kennedy for a second time has been the biggest regret of his life. He only left because she told him to. He did it because that’s what she wanted him to do.

Tatum’s jaw tenses as he fights back the surge of emotions that hit him. When he put in for the reassignment request, it was because he thought he’d be happier. He had worked hard to be considered for that position, but it was more than that. More than what he’s just told Kennedy.

When he first found out that he was being assigned as Kennedy’s head of security, he struggled with the feelings that he thought he had let go of over the past five years, but they were still very much there. He didn’t think he was capable of putting them aside to do the job he was assigned. But now, he doesn’t trust anyone else to protect her. And now, his feelings for her that he’s kept to himself for years are laid out in the open. And she said she felt the same. Tatum thought when he told her about the reassignment, Kennedy would ask him to stay.

Instead, Kennedy says she wants him to go. And he doesn’t protest … because it’s what she wants.

Tatum feels his chest constrict as he struggles to hold Kennedy’s gaze. “Then this really is goodbye …” At his words, he hears her breath catch, and he sees her eyes well with tears. “Kenz, I-”

Her lips cut off Tatum’s words, and he instinctively wraps his arms around her. Her fingers thread through the hair at the base of his neck, and he pulls her body flush against his. He feels the first tear slip out, and he kisses her deeper, pouring everything into it that he can’t say. There’s no point. This kiss feels like goodbye because it is. And he has no idea when he’ll see her again. If he’ll see her again.

They slowly part, and Tatum keeps his eyes closed as he rests his forehead against hers. “Just … don’t forget me,” she whispers.

Tatum clenches his jaw, trying to get his words out over the lump in his throat. “Never did, never will …”

Tatum runs his hand down his face as he tries pushing the memory away. When he arrived at the military base the day after their goodbye for his orders is when he learned his new assignment was classified. He wouldn’t be able to reach out to Kennedy because it was against protocol.

Instant regret filled him.

Tatum spent three years on that assignment before he was finally sent back to Rutherland. And that’s when he learned of Kennedy and Blaine’s relationship; it was hard to miss the constant media coverage surrounding the pair. He thought about reaching out on more than one occasion, but he talked himself out of it every time. He figured it would be better to leave well enough alone. Perhaps he was giving their history, the fleeting relationship they had, and their feelings for one another too much credit, but he didn’t know what reaching out would do to her. If she was truly happy, he didn’t want to interfere with that.

And now he finds himself moments away from seeing her again at their 10-year high school reunion. He’s unsure what to expect, not only from her but himself; his mind and emotions are all over the place.

“Ready?” her soft voice pulls him from his thoughts.

Tatum turns and lets out a breath as he nods; he holds his arm out, and she smiles at him as she links hers through his. “I’m ready.”

****

After some hellos to a few old friends, Kennedy and Blaine take their seats at a table. Blaine leans over to her as they look out at the crowd. “So, give me some fun, old-school gossip on these people,” he says in a low voice.

“Ok,” Kennedy chuckles, noticing the mischief in his tone. She scans the room filled with her old classmates, and her eyes fall on a redhead. “That’s Jennifer. But she goes by Jeni, spelled J-E-N-I.”

“Ugh, that’s the worst.”

Kennedy starts to laugh when she sees him roll his eyes. “Jeni wanted to be popular in high school and always tried way too hard.”

“Kind of like right now? I mean, she’s wearing a tiara.”

“Exactly,” Kennedy snorts. Her eyes then fall on a man, standing with a group of others near the back of the room. “That over there is Marcus. He married his high school sweetheart.”

“I take it that’s her next to him, the one whose ass he’s caressing?”

“No. That’s her sister.”

Blaine lets out a bark of laughter. “Marcus, you dog!”

“That woman over there,” Kennedy says as she subtly points to a table. “That’s Kelly. Kelly used to babysit the gym teacher’s kids our senior year. They ended up having an affair.”

Blaine’s brows raise in surprise. “Really?”

“Yeah. It was this whole thing … but she failed 10th grade and had to repeat it, so she was 19 when it happened …” Kennedy shrugs. “And that guy next to her is Patrick. For a senior prank, he listed our principal’s house for sale by owner on a listings website. He priced it way under the market value and scheduled an open house for the day of our graduation ceremony. Over a dozen people were waiting in his driveway when he got home,” Kennedy laughs.

Blaine nods his approval. “Sounds like my kind of guy.”

“Let's see, who else …” Kennedy starts to scan the room for more stories when she suddenly stiffens next to Blaine. He glances at her and notices the look on her face before following her gaze. When he sees who’s at the doors where Kennedy is staring, he understands immediately.

As Kennedy stares at Tatum, the first thing she notices is the beautiful woman on his arm, smiling at him as they step further inside the room. It’s been five years, so it shouldn’t come as a surprise to her that he has someone in his life. When her eyes move back to him, she feels her chest tighten. He’s scanning the crowd; he points to a few people, and the woman he’s with smiles and nods to what he says.

And then he looks towards her, and their eyes meet. It’s as if time stands still for a brief moment; everything and everyone around Kennedy fades away.

When Blaine places his hand on her arm, she’s pulled from her momentary daze. “Breathe,” he whispers. And she does; she lets out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding as she looks at him. “You should go say hi.”

Kennedy looks back at Tatum, who is still staring at her. She has thought about this moment for weeks now and what she would feel and do when and if she saw him tonight. She told herself that they could talk. They had gone years without speaking before. But seeing him only brings back those memories of him walking away from her that last time to the forefront of her mind: the hurt, the sadness, the longing to talk to him, to see him.

Their last goodbye was much different from their first.

And Kennedy doesn’t think she can bear another goodbye from him. So she decides at that moment that maybe it’s best to just avoid the hello. She’s only avoiding the inevitable, after all.

“Not right now. I’m going to grab another drink.” Kennedy rises from her seat and makes her way towards the bar.

****

Tatum stands near the back of the room with a drink in hand. He’s been trying to work up the courage to approach Kennedy for an hour now. He tells himself he’s just waiting for the right moment, but he knows he’s just making excuses because he’s nervous and uncertain.

When he first locked eyes with her across the room, his entire body tensed. He swore his heart momentarily stopped, and he pushed down that instinct and urge to run to her. They’ve been sneaking glances ever since.

Tatum can’t help but worry that perhaps she doesn’t want to talk to him. When she does glance his way, and he catches her, she doesn’t smile; her eyes just hold his gaze for a moment before she looks away. When they parted five years ago, it wasn’t on bad terms, but it wasn’t necessarily good either. It was complicated. And he knows there’s a good chance that she’s hurt and angry that he hasn’t reached out. That was also complicated, at least for him, because three years of that silence was out of his control.

As Tatum glances over to see where Kennedy is, instead of her, his eyes fall on Blaine, who is making his way towards him. “Mendoza,” Blaine smiles, extending his hand. Tatum takes it, giving a firm shake. “It’s been a long time. How are you?”

“I’m good,” Tatum nods, dropping his arm back to his side and slipping his hand into his pocket. “How about you?”

“Can’t complain.” Blaine takes a sip of his drink before looking around the decorated room. “Your date seems to be enjoying herself,” he chuckles, motioning towards where she’s hovered in a corner on her phone. “How’d you two meet?”

“Just old army friends. She’s not in anymore, but she happened to be in town for work and offered to tag along.”

Just friends. Good to know. “So how’s it feel to be hit with all this nostalgia tonight?”

“It’s, uh … something,” Tatum half-smiles. “How about you? Must be weird to be at the high school reunion with the daughter of your country’s once-political rival.”

Blaine holds up his fist. “Go Lions,” he chuckles. “Honestly, it hasn’t been too bad. We were met with some stares when we first arrived, which we expected and are used to. But all in all, I can’t complain.” Blaine and Tatum both look over to Kennedy, who is near the bar speaking with a blonde woman.

“Well, I’m glad Kennedy has someone supportive to come with her tonight ... and who makes her happy.” Tatum offers a small smile, but Blaine sees right through the force behind it.

“We’re not together, Tatum.”

Tatum’s brows furrow as he looks at Blaine. “I’ve seen the tabloids over the past couple of years. I thought that you two-”

“We’re not together anymore. I’m only here as her plus one tonight as a friend … which is something we mutually decided we’re better off as a year ago.” A year ago. Tatum hasn’t seen anything in the tabloids that even suggested the once seen as controversial turned political power couple had ended things. “And you haven’t seen anything in the tabloids about the breakup because Kennedy and I like to piss them off by not telling them anything. We’ve impressed even ourselves with how long it’s gone on without them figuring it out,” he chuckles.

Tatum rubs the back of his neck, feeling a slight wave of embarrassment and something else. Relief? “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize … I thought-”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Well, that’s good you two can still be friends.”

“We started that way and didn’t want that to change. After two years, we ended things on good terms and with a deep respect for one another.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

Blaine looks at Tatum pensively. In all the time he’s had with Kennedy over the past five years, as friends and something more, he’s always sensed something was missing from her life. A piece to a puzzle. And he’s always known deep down what -- or rather who -- that piece is. He knew of their relationship and her feelings for Tatum. He was the one who was there helping to pick up her shattered pieces when he left.

And Blaine knows that even after all this time, inside her chest beats a heart that’s hanging on only for him. Kennedy’s heart belongs to Tatum. It always has.

Blaine and Kennedy had been together for two years, and he never doubted her feelings for him. Not once. He loved her, and he knew that she loved him.

Just not in the same way she loved Tatum.

There’s a connection she shares with Tatum that’s rich in history and memories and rich in a longing they’ve held for one another that spans years. When you compare it to anyone else, himself included, it might as well be a lifetime. And while Blaine may no longer be in love with Kennedy, he loves her as a friend, and he wants her to be happy. He wants her to have that chance at what he knows she’s always wanted.

Blaine tosses back the rest of his drink before looking at Tatum. “Look … during our relationship, I never doubted Kennedy’s feelings for me. I know she cared about me. I know she loved me. But there was one thing that always stood in our way …”

Tatum ignores the pang in his chest at the details of Kennedy’s feelings for Blaine. “What’s that?”

“I wasn’t you.” Blaine can see that Tatum is taken aback by his words, evident by the surprise that fills his expression. “It wasn’t something that was ever brought up between us. She never even came out and said those words to me. I just … I knew deep down. Don’t get me wrong, we were happy when we were together. She was happy. But despite all of my charms and these damn good looks of mine,” Blaine smirks as he rubs his chin, “I knew that I could never compete with the biggest what-if of her life.” Tatum stares at Blaine, feeling his heart thunder in his chest. “You’ve been torn away from each other twice now. Don’t let her go again, Tatum.”

Tatum swallows thickly as he turns his head, and his gaze finds Kennedy, still standing near the bar. Was Blaine saying what he thought he was? Did she still feel the same way about him that he did about her, even after all these years? Could they finally have their chance, a real chance? What if Blaine was wrong? More and more questions fill his mind as that familiar longing for her flourishes inside him.

Blaine leans over next to Tatum, his eyes now on Kennedy as well. “Um, I’m not sure if you got the memo,” he whispers, “but this is the part where you’re supposed to go to her.” Tatum snaps out of his daze and looks over at Blaine, who gives him a nod. “Seriously, you should go talk to her …”

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smolchildlevy · 3 years

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A Day Off

Karasuno x F!Reader

(Not including the side characters sorry.)

Warnings: suggestive, fluff, language

A/N: This is part 4, and I still have so much in mind I- Well anyway, this is another long one.

It was just another regular, boring day in school. Doing projects and so much work. It was tiring to say the least.

It’s a Friday. The team is supposed to have a Saturday practice.

You’re in your last class, 8 minutes before the dismissal bell sounds. Everyone is chatting and on their phones.

You get a notification. “I wonder who it is” you think to yourself.

You decide to check it.

-1 Message from Captain ✨-

“Oh, it’s Daichi”

Captain ✨: Y/N, can you head to the gym early? You don’t have to, but I asked everyone to since I have an announcement.

Y/N: I’ll try. My teacher likes me so I’m sure she’ll let me go if I tell her why.

Captain ✨: Good! See you in a few :)

Y/N: See ya! 😊

-Captain ✨ and Y/N are offline-

As you thought, your teacher was more than happy to let you go a little early.

You head to the gym once again, curious as to what Daichi has to say. On your way, you spot Asahi, who was buying water from a vending machine.

Walking up next to him, you say, “Asahi! Do you wanna walk together?”

“AH- oh. It’s just you Y/N..sorry.” He laughs, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “But yeah, I’d love to.”

“Great! Let’s go see what Daichi wanted us for.”

Side by side you proceeded to walk to the gym, chatting along the way.

Opening the door, you notice everyone’s there. “Maybe it’s a practice match with another team later?”

The both of you head to the group.

“Okay! Now that everyone’s here I have an exciting announcement to tell you.” Daichi declared.

“What is it Captain?” Asahi questions.

“Coach told us we have a break day tomorrow! So, Suga and I decided to go to the beach in Tokyo.”

“YAY!!!” Hinata, Noya, and Tanaka exclaimed.

“Tch.” Tsukishima hissed.

“Sounds fun, but I can’t go.” Kiyoko smiled.

“Awww ok. But yay! Beach day!” You grinned.

After a while of discussing the plans for tomorrow, Daichi tells everyone to pack up clothing and everything else they needed.

~~TimeSkip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

7:00 am

It’s the day of the trip. After a long night of deciding what to bring, you hop off your bed and put everything in a [insert favorite color] bag.

Then, you get ready— getting dressed, brushing your teeth.

You had put on an nice outfit. (Pick one of these ^ ^)

Walking over to the meeting point (the front of Karasuno), you put on some music in the headphones you were wearing, humming to the song.

As you approach, you hear two voices shouting.

“I GOT HERE FIRST!!”

“NO I DID BOKE!”

You identify the voices as Hinata and Kageyama.

“SHUT IT, BOTH OF YOU!” You hear Suga yell.

They see you approaching and immediately calm down. Then the automatically blush at how cute your outfit looks on you.

“THE PRINCESS HAS APPEARED!” Noya declares.

“Hey!” You sang.

They all say hello to you. Right after that, the bus arrives.

“Y/N, Can I sit next to you?” Suga asks.

“Sure! As long as I can sit next to the window!”

“Mhm! Let’s go.”

“HEY NO FAIRRR!” Hinata complains.

The rest of the boys glare at Sugawara. But he just looks back and smirks.

“Lucky bastard...” Tsukishima mutters.

Both you and Suga sit in the back of the bus together.

On the way, you and Suga watch memes on his phone (with headphones) and laugh at them.

~~~~~~~TimeSkip of a few hours (sorry-)~~~~~~~~~~

10 am

“Everyone get up, we’re here.” Daichi exclaims.

One by one, you all get off the bus.

“Where do we put our things?” You question.

“Oh, the coaches booked us rooms in a hotel. The problem is that it’s three per room with one having four, so we have to decide who goes where.” Suga points out.

“Oooh. Well why don’t we write our names down on paper and mix them?”

“Good idea! I have a notepad in my bag so we can use that.” Suga offers.

He takes it out and writes everyone’s names on small pieces of paper. Then, he puts it in a small empty pocket on the side of his bag.

“Y/N, why don’t you draw three to see who are the first roommates?” He asks.

“Ok.”

You pull out the pieces in sets of three. Daichi writes down each room and who is in it.

Here’s the groups:

(Yes I wrote them myself but I accidentally forgot Suga lol)

“YEA! I GET TANAKABRO!” Noya approved.

“Why do I have to get Saltyshima?!” Hinata murmurs.

“Oh god, this is gonna be chaotic..” Kageyama grumbles.

“Yay! I get Captain, Asahi, and Suga!” You squeal.

Daichi, Asahi, and Suga mentally congratulate themselves for getting this opportunity.

For a second, you thought it was funny that you get a room with the third years.

“Okay, now that it’s been settled, let’s go check in and set our things in our rooms.” Daichi ordered.

You all head to the hotel and check yourselves in.

“After we get settled, get changed into your swimming outfits and we will meet in the front of the building.” Suga advises.

Walking with the third years, you go into your room. After opening the door, you notice something.

“Uhh there’s only three beds.” You say, also noting they are queen sized.

“W-what?-“ Asahi stiffens.

“Coach didn’t tell us that-“ Suga defended himself.

“I guess two of us could lay next to each other.” You shrugged.

“I suppose.” Daichi sighs.

“Daichi I’ll lay with you since you’re the closest to me right now!”

“O-okay then, if you’re alright with it.”

“Dang..” Suga says under his breath.

Once talking it out, you decided to lay with Daichi. But since it’s a queen bed, you wouldn’t be that close so even though the other two were bothered by it, it wasn’t that bad.

—After putting your things down—

“Y/N, do you mind if Suga, Asahi and I go first? It’s so we can make sure everything is in order after we change.”

“Sure! I’ll remind everyone to bring sunscreen and stuff.”

One after the other, they get changed in swim trunks and a shirt and walk out to check on the others to see if they’re doing alright.

Then, you go and change into your swimming things.

Choose one below:

When you were done changing, you put on some clothes over it. (You would take it off when getting in the water.)

You get a text from the group chat saying they were all going to the front.

Smiling to yourself, you walk down to where they said to go.

~~~~TimeSkip to when you get to the beach~~~~~~~

12 pm.

“Ok! Go put down your stuff and you’re free to go!” Daichi affirmed.

“Yes!” Everyone replies.

Everyone goes off on their own, some immediately running for the water.

“Hey Suga, I’m gonna go to the bathroom to put on sunscreen since I forgot. I’ll be right back.” You mentioned.

“Be careful.” He tells you before going to the water.

You skip your way to the closest bathroom near the beach.

Grabbing your sunscreen, you put it on while making sure it’s in every right place. Then, you take off the clothes over your swim suit and put it in the small bag you were carrying.

“Heyy.. where’s Y/N?” Hinata asked Suga, upset that he doesn’t see you.

“She went to the restroom to put on sunscreen. She’ll be back in a second.”

“Dumbass forgot to put it on.” Tsukishima commented, with Yamaguchi snickering in the background.

“Language.” Daichi warns.

After finishing what you were doing, you happily walk back.

“Sorry I had to go for a sec guys!” You apologize.

“It’s alright Y/N-“ Asahi says, suddenly tensing up and becoming flushed.

“What’s wrong Asahi?” Noya questions loudly, then he looks where he was looking. “Oh.”

The rest look away from what they were doing, and look at Noya and Asahi before looking at you.

Just then, their faces become just as red. (Noya, Tanaka and Kageyama even have nosebleeds I-)

“Y-you look nice Y/N!” Yamaguchi spoke up.

Everyone nods.

“Thank you!” You grin while getting in the water as well, a faint blush on you since you’re around several shirtless men.

The day goes really well. Everyone, even Tsukishima, had fun.

3:30 pm.

Now that everyone has gotten tired, you all decided to go back to the hotel.

“I wanna go to a restaurant! My treat of course.” You gushed.

“You don’t have to-“ Suga tries to say, before you but him off.

“I insist! Come onnnn”

“Ok, sure. Let’s do it at around 5:45 pm.”

“YESSS,” Hinata and Noya exclaim.

When you get back, you watch TikToks on your phone and vibe until the time you go to eat.

After eating at the restaurant, they all thank you as they head back to their rooms.

Today was a great day.

Ahhh this took me forever sorry (￣∀￣)

I enjoyed writing this part though

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!! x reader #suga x y/n #daichi x reader #haikyuu #hinata x reader #hq x reader #noya x reader #x reader #asahi x reader #karasuno x reader fluff #karasuno x reader #ahhh #fluff #tsukishima x y/n #yamaguchi x y/n #kageyama x reader

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ravenousgf · 3 years

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"Screw you for being so perfect." @wesper-week Day 1: Jealousy

It wasn't like Wylan wanted to think about it.

It wasn't like he mapped out the slow descent to insanity, first when the thought randomly popped up as he did the dishes, then as he looked in the mirror at his unremarkable eyes and nearly invisible, too-short eyelashes, then as he lay awake in the dawn, staring at Jesper's sleeping form bathed in rose-gold from the open window that his boyfriend would definitely grumble about when he woke up.

No, when he wondered how many other places and people had seen Jesper in that same position, sprawled over white bedcovers, long lashes brushing his cheekbones and face uncharacteristically at peace--it was uninvited torture.

It had only been half a year, and already he was growing old and insecure. Seventeen, and he already felt like he wasn't enough--no match for Jesper's vivacity, his keen wit and keener gaze, no match for Jesper's smarter, calmer, tougher friends. Jesper had always been a rolling stone, even as the path chipped and chipped away at him though he deserved better (he deserved the goddamn world) and he sparkled through it all, stayed the wondrous boy he was. Wylan was something he'd had picked up, something Jesper, like his dad, like the part of his brain that should have gotten him to read, could easily drop back down, forget about, if he wasn't good enough for them.

When he stared at the silver rim around his teacup, Madeline's blue-gray eyes flashed before him; when he saw Jesper swallow the bitter coffee he needed to focus, sometimes, Kaz's eyes appeared, liquified; and every interaction that Jes was better at than Wylan--which was every interaction ever--only served to remind him of how easy it was to fall in love with Jesper.

It had taken him far less than was prudent, after all.

Now, as Jesper plucked a flute of champagne off a passing waitress and scanned the room, the butterflies in Wylan's stomach multiplied, going haywire.

'Ready?' Jes asked, dark eyes twinkling, and Wylan nodded vigorously. Fuck no.

Jesper flitted about like one of the butterflies, a wink here, a brush of shoulders there, a one-armed hug even as his hand remained firmly clasped in Wylan's. Jesper had always been magic, with his too-fast thoughts and shimmering restlessness and ever-expanding host of crazy ideas, but today, in his neon blue outfit and diamond stud, he outshone plain, awkward, blushing, Wylan even more than usual.

Saints. Where had that come from?

That night, he stayed up just as late as Jesper, and when they finally went to bed at 3 bells, he felt like a hammer had been taken to his brain over and over.

'Jes,' he whispered into the darkness, their fingertips brushing. Sparks never left the points of contact. His chest felt like it could burst with everything he'd left unsaid so far.

'Hm?'

'Do you think we should go out more, like this?' Say no, he pleaded. Say I'm enough for you, with my stupid flute and stupid flirting that could never compare to your charisma and my even more stupid dependency.

Jesper's eyes were black sockets in the dark, graying as he blinked. 'Are you really asking me if I like great drinks, better food, and company at its finest?' he laughed, a low, stuttered sound that did things to Wylan's chest. 'Sure, merchling. Is that what you want?'

'It's alright.'

Jes trailed his fingers up Wylan's arm, touch featherlight. 'Alright? What about my outfit today was alright?' his tone was teasing.

Wylan turned his head so their noses were nearly brushing. 'I suppose I've seen worse.'

That damned laugh again. It was like music. No, even better. Warped music, toughened and deeper and far too gorgeous for a time like this, for feelings like his. Wylan wondered if the thudding of his heart could really be felt through his arm.

Jesper drew closer, and before Wylan could react, warm, honeyed lips were pressing against his, strong arms pulling him in, his soft gasp swallowed like the golden drink swigged earlier that night. He shut his eyes as Jesper buried his hand in his hair, and gripped Jesper's shoulders, pushed every doubt, every painful, atrocious, petty comparison to the back of his mind as he bit down on Jesper's lip, lightly, craving the groan that would inevitably ensue--

Jesper pulled away, hard enough to roll to the opposite side of the bed. Wylan's eyes felt like bulbs in his face.

'What's wrong?'

Jesper took his hand--thank Ghezen. 'You tell me, Wy.'

But how could he?

'Was it the party?' The mattress shifted as Jesper propped himself up on one arm. 'I suppose it was too tame, but it was only our first in a while. All those damned jobs...I can always take you someplace more interesting soon.'

Saints. That was tame?

Jes' foot pushed up against his, warm as an armchair by the fireplace or a loved one's smile, and rings clinked together in the near-blackness.

Say something, idiot. 'It was fine,' he mumbled, before Jesper could worry himself any longer. 'I'm sorry I don't know any places better.' Now come closer and continue where you left us off.

'We both know that's my job, merchling.' Jes squeezed his sweaty palm and for the millionth time, Wylan repressed a shudder at the strangeness of all this, of Jesper Fahey still finding him new and interesting and worth getting his palm all gross over. He could almost hear Jesper's grin. 'You're the smart one, remember?'

His cheeks heated in the dark. 'No, I'm not. They're not mutually exclusive.'

'Sure they're not. But that doesn't mean I'm not right.'

'You're not right either way.' his voice had risen above a whisper almost without his knowledge.

'Ok, what's this about? What did I fuck up?'

Wylan almost laughed at the very idea. 'What? No. That's ridiculous.'

'Why, thank you. I live to serve.' The bite was evident enough.

Ghezen, I'm horrible at this. 'No, no, no, that's not it. It's not you, it's me!'

'Did you just--'

'Shut up.'

'--really? that's what you're--'

'I'm sorry I'm so boring, alright?' he burst out. He felt rather than saw Jesper freeze up. 'You called this one tame and it's the most social I've ever been, and I'm not sure if your clubs, or your...your...' he struggled to say it. 'I don't think I could ever love all that. It's not my scene, never will be.'

Jes reached out, untangled Wylan's hands, and he realised that in his distress he'd wrung them together rather aggressively. It stung now that he'd stopped.

Jesper was quiet. Then, 'Have you ever been to one of them?'

Oh, saints. Lie or truth, lie or truth. 'Ye--no, actually. I don't have to go to know that it would be too much.'

'But--'

'Would you go with Inej?'

'What?'

'Would you go off with Inej, live out your year on the seas in a pirate vessel, etcetera etcetera...?'

'Did you really just say the entire word?'

'Answer the question.'

'Alright, fine. I see your point. But Wy,' he threaded their fingers through each others' so Wylan could feel the individual cool presses of Jesper's rings, 'that's fine. I mean, it does matter to me, but at the end of the day I could never say no to staying in with you. I mean, I'd be mad to. And all this'--he gestured, arms shadowed swirls in the night--'a magnificient house, and your books, and not having to worry about money, well, I'd be an idiot to want to go out all the time. This is what my dreams were of on that terrible ship to the ice court. Well, those, Inej dying--nightmares, honestly--and you, of course.'

'What was I wearing?' it popped out without a second thought. Wylan's heart was beating double time, speeding faster than ever now that the heavyweights were lifted off it.

Jesper's third genuine laugh of the night was uproarious. Thank Saints for you Jes. 'Well played, merchling.'

'I try,' Wylan whispered, as they reached for each other again, and this time Jesper's muffled reply was cut off by Wylan. Good. Let me surprise you.

'I'll make my wild, wild parties less frequent,' Jesper whispered against his lips, 'now I know you'll be waiting at home.'

Wylan laughed a little. 'Oh, how romantic.'

'I try.' was all Jesper parroted with a gleam in his eye before flipping them, and Wylan lost all rational thought to better feelings.

The room echoed with their slowly building bliss.

#wesper week 2021 #wesper #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #crooked kingdom #six of crows #wesper week #inej ghafa #kaz brekker

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finiteuniverse13 · 3 years

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Bravo's Banned List

With the help of @bravo-four-seal-team, @@jayhalsteadfan-2417 and @rebelwrites, we made a list.

A list, posted on various walls throughout the Naval base, the plane and the cage room. About 1/3 of it is typed up, the rest is in hastily written pen. Made by Blackburn to try and corral Bravo. It's doing its best.

Tag: @rebelwrites @chibsytelford @bravo-four-seal-team @velvetcardiganbucky @supervalcsi @abby-splace @itsonautopilot @thegirlwhoisalwayswriting @pinkrockstar19 @softi92 @mrsmarvelous1995 @jayhalsteadfan-2417

Just so you're all aware, this is a 6.5-page document.

0: On the days of Adam and Swanny’s Death, leave the group be to remember them. I will not protect you.

1: Brock Is Not Allowed Coffee. No exceptions.

1.1: Do not leave Metal alone with Brock when Coffee is around.

2: Dick jokes are not required in briefings

3: If a single one of you bastards get between me and my coffee, we will be having issues

5: You made the dog sad; you die.

8: DO NOT GIVE THEM NERF GUNS

9: WHO THE HELL GAVE THEM WATER GUNS

9.1: STICKS DO NOT GIVE THEM STICKS THEY WILL PRETEND THEY ARE GUNS

10: Dirt bikes (don’t ask)

11: ARCHERY IS A BIG NO

12: FISHING. WHY AM I BANNING FISHING

13: Fire. That is all

14: KNIVES. WHY ARE YOU GIVING THEM KNIVES?

15: LADDERS (NEVER AGAIN)

16: PLASTIC CUTLERY ONLY UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES GIVE THEM METAL CUTLERY

16.1: Scratch that, they stab people with the metal cutlery. Let them suffer the consequences of their actions. They can eat with their hands.

17: MEMES ARE NOT ALLOWED IN THE MEETING ROOM

18: Horse riding. (METAL IT IS NOT A TACTICAL DISMOUNT ITS CALLED FALLING AND GETTING A CONCUSSION)

19: BOY BANDS (not allowed to be played on the plane)

19.1: GIRL BANDS (for the love of god, they will try and imitate them)

19.2 RAP MUSIC (they think they are the next Eminem and will make your ears bleed)

20: Do not tell Jason he is not allowed to do something. He finds a way to do it

20.1: Apparently Ray will do the exact same without question

21: Do not leave any members of the team with upper brass. (How did you make an Admiral with years of combat CRY!)

22: Clay is under Jason’s protection don’t go after him they will not find your body

22.1: If Clay calls Jason dad just leave it ok

22.2: Actually, check on Jason, he’s been standing staring for the past hour now

23: Hairdryers are banned (HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET YOUR BEARD CAUGHT SONNY)

24: Only Trent is allowed to call Metal by his legal first name. Ensign Williams learnt that one the hard way.

25: Paintball is banned from the base the last time it was extreme and got violent

26: The transformers movies because clay tried to do a stunt it ended badly

27: Thumbtacks apparently

28: Any Marvel movie (Jason you’re not Captain America)

28.1: DC movies are out as well

28.2: Disney Princess movies as well (don’t ask)

30: Do not leave phone unlocked around Sonny, he will not hesitate to change everything

36: DO NOT LET THEM GET SO DRUNK THEY START SINGING. IF I HEAR IN THE NAVY ONE MORE TIME, I WON'T BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR MY ACTIONS

37: IF THERE IS SILENCE DROP EVERYTHING AND START HUNTING AND PANICKING

38: Grenade launchers are not required for every mission Trent

39: WHO GAVE METAL A SWORD

42: Yes, Clay does know an Admiral by name. Don't ask questions you don't want answers to.

45: If Clay starts angrily ranting in a foreign language, don't worry. He's thinking out loud, not plotting to destroy the base

45.1: If Clay is calmly talking in a foreign language just back away slowly

48: SpongeBob is a Bad Idea because they are way too Annoying and make References (I’m looking at you, Clay)

52: Sharpies. When I find whoever gave me this sharpie tattoo sleeve, there will be hell to pay

56: DO NOT LET CLAY HAVE A GRIMM REAPER OUTFIT! THIS IS THE THIRD TIME HES NEARLY GIVEN SONNY AND TRENT A HEART ATTACK AT 3 AM

57: Red paint. I went to check something at 3 am and Clay was painting a satanic ritual on the floor

58: 3 am checks are a bad idea. (I have seen things, people!)

62: Explosives are to be locked away when not on mission Sonny and Clay will try and play catch with a live homewrecker

62.1: I expected Metal as a Master Chief to know better - he falls under the same rule as Clay and Sonny.

63: Don't wake Clay when he is sleeping back away slowly and leave the room

64: If I'm sleeping, back away and leave the room. Interrupt me if they've broken a rule, or if the base is actively being bombed. If not, I don't care.

65: Have multiple phone chargers or they will disappear and you’re not getting them back

68: If you call Clay anything other than a nickname expect to get punched or stabbed or sniped in the ass when least expected

68.1: Metal will stab you. Please remember he has a shovel and lye in his truck (WHY DO YOU HAVE IT)

68.2: Don't try to take the shovel and lye off of Metal

69: NEVER say the number 69 around them they are all immature children and expect tongue in cheek comments

70: NEVER interrupt Sonny when he is eating breakfast, he is grumpy in the morning

72: If they are all asleep make no sound - YOU WAKE THEM THEY ARE YOUR PROBLEM NOT MINE

73: For the love of god, stop giving Clay earth mineral nicknames. This is the third time this week I've watched Sonny empty limestone dust from his pack

75: Do not give them hammers! What is wrong with you people?

79: Do Not talk to Trent unless it’s after 2 coffees

83: For the love of god, don't ask Metal if he ever did nude modelling in art school. He will begin stripping, literally anywhere

91: Cerberus is a good boy and you hurt Brock you die

98: Super Glue (never again)

99: MY COFFEE IS OFF LIMITS WHOEVER PUT SALT IN IT WILL PAY

100: Do not give in to their peer pressure while they are drunk, I will not be doing it again

100.1: WHY AM I HEARING IN THE NAVY AGAIN?!

100.2: Sweet Caroline won't work twice

100.3: WHY ARE YOU SINGING BARBIE

100.4: SONNY, CLAY IS NOT A BARBIE GIRL

103: Don't tell Sonny he looks good in pink because you better believe he will keep wearing it (and probably some girl clothes too) to keep getting compliments

114: I ALREADY WROTE SUPER GLUE WHY DO I NEED TO WRITE IT AGAIN

115: HAIR DYE (Why did you dye Metal and Trent’s hair pink?!)

115.1: Face paint (Sonny, their faces did not need to match their hair)

116: Do NOT touch Clay, Charlie team learnt that, and someone ended up nearly losing a finger. (And it wasn’t because of the dog)

117: If they offer you a drink whilst smirking DO NOT take it

118: Sea shanties – if I hear one more SEA SHANTY while we are FLYING

119: If you hear someone shout incoming, run, it’s not an attack, it is Bravo, someone has done something and they’re coming to tell me

120: Vegemite is not allowed in the base after Jason let Clay eat it

121: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (JASON I DONT CARE IF YOU THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY TO ACT LIKE LEO IT WAS A BAD MOVE)

122: Hawaii 5-0, if I hear one more thing about how we should hang people of the rook of buildings I am going to shoot someone

124: Mortal Kombat (Clay was acting like Scorpion for a month)

130: Itching Powder (looking at you Brock)

131: DO NOT TOUCH JASONS TOMATOES - you will get a bamboo cane jammed into your thigh

134: Capes - YOU ARE NOT SUPERMAN CLAY STOP PRETENDING YOU CAN FLY BY JUMPING OFF THE HOOCHES

134.1: Edna Mode said NO CAPES - I EXPECT NO CAPES WORN BY ANYONE ON MY TEAM

138: Laser Tag is fun until someone gets hurt (Sonny and Clay you know what happened)

138.1: Laser Tag! (Ray needed to go to the hospital guys, come on)

143: Basketball. My nose will never be straight again.

144: Bravo and Ice skates don’t mix (the only person good on them is Jason but no other member of Bravo is allowed on the ice again)

144.1: Same goes for rollerblades

145: Ash Spencer is not allowed to be alone with Clay (Jason punched him last time he was on base)

145.1: Do not leave Jason, Metal or Sonny alone with Ash Spenser, it’s going to end up with a murder charge.

146: Clay is Jason’s adopted kid and needs to be supervised when Jason is away

151: SLIME - FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DONT GIVE THEM SLIME

152: GLITTER WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE

153: SCISSORS - Jase cut a chunk of Clay’s hair in the night now the base is a war zone

153.1: DONT FUCK WITH COVERBOY'S HAIR see point 68 for consequences

154: NAIR (why do you even have it?)

156: Call Of Duty (Clay must be supervised when playing it)

157: Do Not leave Clay unattended with Metal (They are both recovering from the ONE CHIP/DEATH CHIP Challenge)

158: Marshmallows (don’t ask)

163: The Hunger Games (are not a good training exercise)

164: The Olympus Has Fallen movies are not allowed to be mentioned in any given time)

173: If you mention the word ice-cream just run, run for your life

176: If I am sleeping STOP THROWING PAPER AT ME

177: Yelling FOR NARNIA is not an appropriate battle cry

178: The Fast And Furious movies (Clay you are not Brian so stop)

182: Nap time is important if their asleep do something else but if you wake them run like hell

190: Any movies about WAR are BANNED (I need a drink to talk about that one)

200 (From Bravo): Blackburn isn't allowed any more paper

200.1 (From Bravo): or pens

200.2: (Blackburn) Handcuffs. They handcuffed me to my desk and wrote that

200.3 (Blackburn): Bravo will not be allowed to tell their Commanding Officer what to do

202: Who keeps giving them superglue? This is the 8th time we are having to unglue Sonny and Clay’s hands

203: Do not let any of them take point on Briefing EVER

205: Are you serious? Paperclips! Do not give them PAPERCLIPS

206: Leaving anyone unattended with fire is a bad idea - I can still smell burning

210: This is Sparta (Jason don't kick people off the roof)

210.1: JASON I SAID NO KICKING PEOPLE YOU DONT LIKE OFF THE ROOF

213: Ash Spenser is not allowed on base. DEVGRU heard about what kind of dad he is, and now its kill-on-sight

213.1: WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT ASH BEING ON BASE

214: Puppy dog eyes because Clay has been using them on anyone to get out of doing paperwork

215: RAY STOP DOING JASONS PAPERWORK

216: GO TO A HOSPITAL IF INJURED, TRENT HAS A LIFE OUTSIDE OF YOU LOT

217: THE GLEE CAST SOUNDTRACK IS NOT TO BE USED ON THE BASE

218: DO NOT PUT LION KING ON - they will cry like babies and there’s no consoling them over Mufasa

220: If I have to explain why BRAVO will not be joining teaching GREEN TEAM please see rule 1 and understand from that then ask the Green Team Instructor. (Brock terrified them by running the O Course in 30 minutes, all because someone gave him coffee)

220.1: And yes, that is the on the 50-minute-record O course. The time hasn’t been counted since it involved performance-enhancing substances

221: WHO THE HELL INTRODUCED THEM TO FROZEN

221.1 NO I DONT WANT TO BUILD A BLOODY SNOWMAN

221.2: WE WERE DEPLOYED TO SERBIA YOU BASTARDS

222: Gray’s anatomy (That is all)

227: VAPES - YOU DONT SMOKE AND ARE NOT PUFF THE MAGIC FUCKING DRAGON (clay I’m looking at you)

228: HATS ARE NOT ALLOWED IN BRIEFINGS (Sonny you know what you did)

229: MAGIC MIKE AND MAGIC MIKE XXL (still haunts my dreams)

233: I am begging you can you please BE NICE TO THE FLEET ADMIRAL (it's the 3rd time he's left in tears)

234: Chocolate - just run ok

235: Please stop re-enacting the screen from titanic when we are on a boat (I’m looking at you Brock)

235: PIZZA NIGHT IS A FREE FOR ALL AND IF YOU DONT WANT A BROKEN NOSE JUST BACK AWAY

236: Jokes. JOKES ARE BANNED - IF I NEED TO EXPLAIN WHY I WON'T BE HAPPY – NO ITS NOT FINE TO JOKE ABOUT THE FACT YOU HAVE BEEN STABBED CLAY

236.1: STAB WOUNDS ARE NOT ADDITIONAL POCKETS

237: Monopoly got violent last time and Jason got punched

237.1: In fact, any board games turn violent even snakes and ladders

237.2: Board games. Just please stop playing board games

240: Why am I revisiting the nerf guns people? IT WAS A FAMILY BARBECUE! (You lot need to learn to let your kids win!)

241: Brock is banned from Cooking - I do not want food poisoning again

244: WE DO NOT NEED A FLASH MOB EVERY TIME DONT STOP MOVING BY SCLUB 7 COMES ON

246: If they pass out around the fire pit for the love of god move them Clay and Sonny tend to like melting the sole of their boots on the flames even when passed out

251: Plastic cups only (this rule is to stop sonny from smashing them)

254: Why am I needing to revisit Sharpies? They aren’t allowed them, give them Crayola's or crayons

254.1: Scrap that YOU CAN’T EAT THE CRAYONS

256: Clay you are not Spiderman get off the walls

257: WHO GAVE COFFEE TO BROCK!!

257.1: THIS IS RULE ONE ON THE LIST WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

258: Don't mention Hawaii five 0 just don't

258.1: They will attempt the intro to it, it’s just painful

259: Don't mention Harry Potter because they will all cry over different characters deaths

287: Soup is now banned (Ray. I honestly thought you were the normal one of the team. I am disappointed)

321: If you see Clay and Sonny cuddling just walk away, pretend you didn’t see anything, one of them had a bad day and the other is the only one they will confine in

322: Don't mention the Philippines or India just don't

330: If Metal and Trent are talking, just leave them be. (No one wants to know if Metal is yelling about something stupid Trent did)

331: Popcorn is not allowed on base it ended up in everyone's gear

342: Non-Aerosol Deodorant. (Two of them tried to eat it before realising it wasn't edible)

344: Aerosol Deodorant. (Metal and Sonny used it with lighters. to create a flamethrower)

344.1: Side note LIGHTERS ARE BAD

345: Headphones. DO NOT ASK

346: Rubber bands are not slingshots

FINAL NOTE: FROM BRAVO - BLACKBURN LOVES US REALLY PLEASE IGNORE THE ABOVE LIST ITS ALL LIES

#seal team #eric blackburn #clay spenser #cerberus #pepper #brock reynolds #trent sawyer #sonny quinn #ray perry #jason hayes #fanfic #cross published on ao3 #we wrote this in maybe 2 hours #it probably shows #chaos #discord chaos #discord friends #discord nonsense

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kaebedom-me · 3 years

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i was only musing about biker au but you know what consider this your formal biker au! poly chaeya request. don’t let your biker bf dreams be dreams

LeS G O LES FUCKING GOOOO

i- HAHA, it got too long so i had to make a cut

I'm going to make ch💙ya established in this au because i do what i wAnt

Them being in different gangs but still working together/ hanging out/ having sex. We stan

No to loose plot for this au yet, just me going of

Methinks, Mondstadt is one bike gang and Liyue another and like the Fatui ? But idk if i see anyone else as bikers yet

But xiao on a bike? Stan. My heart? 💓 (i haven’t met xiao ingame but that one fanart on him on a bike almost got me simping)

I like to think Kaeya and Childe does what they want mostly, like bike gangs usually they just get together to ride somewhere it's really chill

Childe owns like so many bikes dude he's so fucking rich he can have any bike under the sun

But his favourites are sports bikes. Like I just see him adoring his Ducatis

His second and third favourites are dual sports bikes and cruisers

Kaeya heavily prefers cruisers. Just because he's chill like that

Like have you see those thighs???? He doesn't just get them from any old bike mdudes

Also enjoys naked bikes and touring bikes uwu but prolly has a scooter or smth for the memes

“yeah, I ride” and brings his a Vespa or smth in his full leather get up HAHHAHA

His main cruiser,, the engine fucking purrs it’s just right. kinda like a deep rumble, like you can hear it coming and going but once it’s out of earshot it leaves you with this feeling

Kaeya also being a little handy? Like he can take a look at his and Childe’s bike and kinda know what’s wrong, when to change something etc.

You guys....... sweaty Kaeya half dressed, hair up in a bun, working on his bike and with little grease smeared on his face and hands because he’s just been so focused on fixing up his bike-

Childe stumbles in to grab something and instantly is hard

Childe enjoys washing and polishing the bikes, will wash and polish Kaeya’s bikes before he does his too because he’s just sweet like that

Mmmmm wet Childe from washing the bikes, Kaeya will seduce the moment he sees, doesn’t even care if Childe is finished or not

If this AU has like some plot or smth idk yet but them being a brains and brawns duo? Like Kaeya plotting stuff and Childe beating the shit out people??? Yeah, I’d like that dynamic on them

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 them taking turns driving each other? so they can snuggle and relax while the other enjoys being held. quality date right there

Childe’s guilty pleasure is to have Kaeya drive him while he snuggles. He loves the thrill of riding but nothing can beat being close to Kaeya like this

Childe loves helping Kaeya remove his helmet and giving him chaste kisses to his lips, nose, cheeks

Deep inside the speed demon, he really is just a soff boi enjoying some quality time with his bf doing their favourite thing together

Can,,, can you just imagine the two of them in leather jackets and tight jenas i- erotic as hell

Childe very obviously stares and Kaeya whenever they go out riding together and Kaeya always puts on the tightest fucking jeans that show off his thighs good shit

Hi, hello, welcome to my high ponytail Kaeya agenda

The sexual tension of this fucking AU.......... The potENtIAL I want these two to have the time of their livES

He has to take extra of his hair too because helmet hair is not cute so he finds different ways to tie it up and stuff

Kaeya totes have different eye patches to match his outfit too like ok chill damn extra much

Anyways, Childe is a speed demon, the adrenaline he gets from riding fast and reckless? He needs that daily dose of blood rushing in his veins

Has the most feral fucking look after too and fucks Kaeya into oblivion after

Sex on the bike? Sex on the fucking bike babes!!!!

Kaeya riding Childe while they’re on the bike i-

Kaeya being extra good at riding because of his cruising skills too? mmF

He has so much like friction burns on his thighs because they can never take off their clothes in time before fucking like is2g

Childe cannot ride cruisers without thinking of Kaeya and Kaeya makes it his life goal to burn it into his brain and get Childe to the point of erection every time he’s on his cruisers

They swap jackets too whenever they go on long riding journeys without each other

Childe has more than once rutted against his cruisers to the thought of Kaeya

Fucking shameless too!!! Takes a pictures and sends the aftermath to Kaeya

I live for bottom Kaeya knowing he just does things to Childe while he being completely fine. Like he won’t go on his cruiser and immediately think of Childe, he still can enjoy the feeling of riding a bike? But Childe every time he uses his cruisers he gets Kaeya brain rot

Kaeya 100% gives Childe hand jobs whenever Childe rides AHAH Childe might be soft for Kaeya’s rides but Kaeya gets off of the adrenaline from the speed and just exerts it this way

Also the thrill of the speed + being potentially caught while his giving a handjob on the road + Childe losing focus on the road???

Kaeya won’t let Childe crash but the thrill......... sends shivers down his spine

i- not me getting carried away w ch💙ya biker hcs and forgetting this is a poly request (i do not see)

you can ride a bike too if you want uwu. but if you don’t, they’d love to have you ride behind them

They thinks it’s cute when you have to hold onto them. You can do two things

1, you don’t hold onto them for support, instead hold onto something else for support lmAO. They’d be so offended HAHAHHAHA

2, you can put your little hands up or down their clothes while you’re holding them for a fun little good them

Childe, the little shit, speeds up the moment you’re safely secure on the seat just to hear you scream and hold onto him tightly

Kaeya prefers slow rides late at night, where you can put your head on his shoulder and hold him tight, smth chill, sometimes y’all can talk

His cruiser,,,,, you know it just sends the nicest vibrations just right ;)

Childe’s rides are more no chill, more like completely no chill at all

If you’re the type that gets off from fast nerve wrecking rides then the adrenaline will also lead to feral sex after too

If you ride too!!! the three of you just picking a quiet route to speed through the night on? then stopping somewhere to just vibe and talk and stuff

Thinks its so fucking sexy that you’re into bikes too like you’re sexy on your own but having the same passion as them???

Sad though that all three of you can’t be on the same bike? But that’s ok, y’all just take turns being the one on the back

If you don’t ride, but have an interest in learning!!! Childe will throw himself at the chance to teach you

Is actually? Surprisingly??? A really good instructor? Like for a speed demon he’s really safe and tells you all the safety tips and all

It’s his natural care giving side 🥺🥺🥺 he wants you to be safe before you guys go anything doesn’t want anything bad to happen to you

Kaeya if you approach him to learn he’s really sweet about it too

Him being able to balance your body weight and the bike no problem while you try to get used to the weight of the bike and balancing

His thighs could just crush you mAN

You cannot get away from bike sex man, if you refuse, literally swap with me

They’ll try to convince you though, they’ll always find a way to do it at least once

I reckon they’d start with having you on your knees and blowing them while they lean against their bike then fucking you against it

Hopefully, it’ll open up the idea of having sex on the bike!!!!

Kaeya giving you tips on how to ride Childe while you’re riding him as he’s straddling his cruiser

Childe pins you lying on the seat of the bike while he pounds into you

Them taking you to quiet spots a little out of town to fuck your brains out (or ya know to talk and see the sunrise and stuff)

It’s always the prettiest places too, a little secluded, but very worth every effort to get there

Like they make it so romantic too?? Not sure if it’s the atmosphere or just them but it always steals your breath away

Ugh rides near the beach where you can hear the waves, the purr of the engines and the sounds of their laughter. I’m so WeAk

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prettywarriors · 3 years

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Ok ill bite whats the worst mg series

alright, whats the worst magical girl series in your opinion?

Thanks you two for letting me do some yelling. The obvious guess would likely be one of the recent edgelord shows right? Magical Girl Site or something similar? But nay I say, for while MGS and Day Break Illusion and such and what not generally tell you what to expect right away. Don't like super violence and suffering? Watch something else is the clear message from the get go. One of the bait and switch series then like Madoka or maybe Yuki Yuna? For what faults they may or may not have, at least these series do something and are interesting, even if you're not huge on what goes down in the series. A parody then? They range from affectionate to banned in New Zealand but regardless of quality and their feelings for MGs, it's a parody. It's a joke and shouldn't be taken seriously (plus they're usually short so you can just forget about them forever).

So what makes a series terrible then, I am sure you are asking. IMO? Setting expectations for an interesting and enjoyable series, and then dashing them to hell.

Come with me below the cut, as I talk about Key Princess Story: Kagihime Eternal Alice Rondo!

Spoilers abound so if you care about those for a 15 year old series, click away.

Background: Kagihime was a 4 volume manga that ran from 2004-2006 that was picked up for a 13 episode anime adaptation near the end of its run. The manga is created by a pair (Kaishaku) who you may know for making Magical Nyan Nyan Taruto. Kannazuki no Miko, and Steel Angel Kurumi, and the anime had a script written by the same writer (Mamiko Ikeda) for Tenshi Ni Narumon who also did some script writing for Princess Tutu and Seven of Seven. The anime also had 6 character music videos which are fairly simple but a nice addition to the series for the main girls. Discotek has been publishing the anime in the states in recent years, and the manga was brought over by *squints at book spine* Dr Master Publications.

The Premise: Girls transform and enter weird outside of reality spaces to fight each other with giant keys to take each other’s stories to create a third Alice In Wonderland story.

Well, an off-brand Alice story written by Alternate L. Takion, rather than Lewis Carroll/Charles Dodgson, that while the series uses all the aesthetic hallmarks of the tradition Alice, the little we see of the in universe Alice story is clearly different. Which is fine, at the end of the day, it’s still about someone who loves the Alice stories and wishes there was more, and even makes his own fanfiction version. His? Oh yeah, while the girls do all the fighting, the main character is Aruto, a teen boy who loves Alice, and for reasons we don’t know till late game, can enter the liminal spaces that the ‘Alice Users’ fight in. He chases a girl who looks like the Alice he sees in his story, who is named Arisu, and gets roped into this fanfic battle royale. He is also the older brother of the very needy Kirihara, who also ends up being and Alice User. As does Kirihara’s bff Kisa. To round out the group of enemies-turned-friends-who-will-work-together-to-collect-the-Eternal-Alice-without-having-to-fight-eachother group is a young genius researcher Kirika who wants to know more about Aruto’s connection that allows him to enter the spaces where the girls fight.

Then there’s all the other girls, some of whom still have real importance to the story and some who have a few panels or 2 scenes total. But with a whole bunch of girls to design, the creators reached out to a whole lot of other people to have them create designs! Eventually the battle gets down to the last few girls, there’s a confrontation with the guy running the whole thing, and while the anime and manga vary quite a bit the whole time, in both version Aruto ends up with Kirihara. Oh and Arisu was created by Aruto’s super imagination powers.

The Promise: Here on is subjective, particularly with what I personally saw as potential from this series. because I need you to understand how much I want to like this series.

~Alice in Wonderland themed: I know some people aren’t alice fans and that’s fine you do you but as a big alice fan this is great. We have a few alice episodes and themed characters amongst series like CCS and MGRP, and even Alice themes in other series like Tweeny Witches and Alice 19th. But damn it I am down for Alice series.

~Giant Keyyyyyyyys: Yeah yeah Kingdom Hearts but these keys are much more staff like for a lot of the characters which ads and air of elegance rather than the KH ones that for me at least feel well designed for big ol props rather than actual weapons. We also get...

~Weapon variety: It counts as a key if it’s a thorn whip that can be shaped like a key right? How about a giant pocket knife? Crossbows can also be keys. Hush. And we have this variety because

~Guest Artists: For magical girl series where we have a variety of outfits designed by different people, we have Kagihime, Uta~Kata, and uhh I guess Magia Record? But that’s a mobile game with a hella number of characters and with how mobile game works I wouldn’t count it just because it’s less the intent of the series to have variety and more the nature of having lots of girls. (Precure doesn’t count because unless I missed a memo each season’s set is still by one designer). If a series isn’t about a team and therefore doesn’t need cohesion, bringing in other artists is a great way for variety and new looks.

~The long term goal: Fighting with other people who love the same piece of media you do in hopes of creating new material that will be viewed as official? That’s just fandom nowadays. But it’s a legitimate interesting concept, and opens up so many doors for a message for the series, be it ‘what you create is no less valuable than the canon work’ or ‘it’s hard to let go when something you love doesn’t have more to it but you can still love it for what it is’ or ‘bond with the people who like the thing you like ya idiot instead of fighting about it’. The concept is interesting and there are so many narrative ways you can take this.

~Gays: Between the anime and manga, we have at least 5 wlw. Is it a magical girl series without some gays? (side note- the manga had a short thing where the MC wears a girl’s uniform and is pretty comfortable in it and while there is no way this was the intent, between that and the emphasis on the stories that live in girls and how the fight zones have no men, I’m just saying, Trans girl Aruto.)

~Greater Fairy Tale Premise: We meet a Little Match Girl based MG who is obsessed with Andersen rather than the Alice books, and touch on a Sleeping Beauty character in the manga. The manga at least implies that classic stories and fairy tale authors uh. Live on in a liminal space as immortals with world warping powers within that world and there could be opportunities for other girls in the real world to fight for Little Mermaid 2: Electric Boogaloo.

The Good: Everything has positive points, no matter how bad it is.

~Character Designs: Some of those looks slap. As do most of their weapons.

~Backgrounds: I have a strong opinion on backgrounds in anime that can be easily boiled down to old watercolor backgrounds good, modern filtered photos as background bad, and as a 2006 series, this might not be Memole nice but they’re quite attractive.

~Splash Pages: Easily my favorite thing after the designs, each chapter’s title page for the manga just has a character standing in a setting. Which is not everyone’s thing I’m sure but it’s a nice simplistic way to let the characters breathe imo. Even if at least some of the settings were deffo traced. But that’s how backgrounds work to some extent? If I ever get to the Met again, I am tracking down this exact photo, but here is a likely candidate for an example.

~Different Versions: I do not understand the need to make an adaptation that tries to be a 1:1. Kagihime had the same ideas and characters and did some of the same beats but very much had a different finale story and a lot of changes in the middle (like the Alice cops in the manga). Again, not something everyone probably wants I’m sure, but I very appreciate this, especially since the Anime kept good pace with the number of Manga chapters (reading the manga again while watching the anime at 3.8x speed just now was very interesting to see the different interpretations of events in a different medium.)

The ‘Fine’: Yeah.

~Anime Visuals: Look 2006 was still early enough into digipaint that I will give it a total pass on these. The colors are too bright but in a very bland way, the lineart is nothing interesting, and the faces are. Iffy. But it’s not total garbage to look at (probably helped by backgrounds and character designs...) it just came out in an era where not enough people knew how to stylize things to account for the weakness of the tools of the time. (It was 4 years earlier but I feel Kagihime is the polar opposite of Chobits with its painfully bland color palette while still being just. Flat. Sorry for the drive by Chii.)

~Music?: There sure were songs. Obviously, they are nothing to me.

The Bad: CW for.... somehow all the big things to an extent.

~Fanservice: Look, I am fine with fanservice, especially for a series that’s, ya know, not targeted at kids, big Mai Hime fan here even if I would recommend skipping the panty thief episode. And honestly the series generally isn’t fanservicey, at least by the modern standards of having the camera choosing under the skirt rather than an over the shoulder shot like I’ve seen plenty in other shows. Even the sexier outfits like the rose whip dominatrix aren’t bad BUT. When the girls fight. One takes her phallic key and drives it into another girls chest between the boobs while the loser cries in pain and then her book comes out and when the victor rips out pages, the loser’s clothes also rip. It is very SuperS Amazon Trio assault metaphor-y. There’s also a bit of fanservice with the sister becauseeeee....

~Incest: If you read the premise up there, first wow good job because I’m sure not re-reading that, you might have noticed I said MC ends up with his sister. As someone who is a big mythology fan and watches plenty of anime, I have a decent tolerance for your obligatory ‘oh we’re siblings but actually cousins so our feelings are okay’ or whatever the fuck Citrus has going on I don’t know that series and I don’t vibe BUT. I have limits and boy did this series go beyond that because multiple episodes are dedicated to the sister being in love with the brother? And the brother returns her feelings but knows that they are wrong so he put everything he likes in his sister into his version of Alice who, of course, physically manifests as Arisu who he creates accidentally with his uh. Magic imagination powers. But again in both versions MC still ends up with his sister. Hey, at least the manga eventually said the boy was adopted when the sister was like, 3, so if nothing else no blood relations? The anime did not ad this. -_-

~Under Utilized Characters: Arisu’s gradual revelation that she has no childhood memories because she isn’t a real person is so interesting and they don’t do nothing with it but also? That’s the kind of thing I personally would love to dig into and Kagihime, while touching on this world shattering revelation, easily loops back to So Anyway She Should Fight For The Man and to hell with developing a life or personality outside of what has been written for her. The rest of the main 5 were 2 note characters which. Could be worse? The most interesting character ends up being the child genius who accidentally murdered her childhood bestie (and/or lover? depending on version) and her coming to terms with that (the friend is alive but the version changes how and why she thinks she’s dead). Then the villain has the motivation of ‘i lost my creativity and now have become an immortal living outside of normal space and am getting girls to fight each other because that’s like a story so I’m still relevant right?’. But shoutout to the anime for then taking death of the author literally. The numerous other girls are canon fodder outside of like. The manga version of the dead gf and the little match girl.

~Battle Royale: This is not a thing I have an issue with generally. Again, but Mai Hime fan, I need to read MGRP 11, BUT by not developing the non-main girls there is no emotional connection which makes them just canon fodder and that’s boring as sin for a royale system. The initial main character fights revolve so much around the MC guy being there that they fall flat, and the 2 or 3 final battles in both versions still feel without any stakes. Also for a royale thing most of the characters don’t actually die, which cool! Neat! Except when they do? Some nobodies and a somebody are murdered (at least in the manga) and the tone never feels like it’s supposed to be upping the stakes, it’s just. Some people are dead now. And do you want to guess which of the main characters died?

~Gays: Oh boy the best friend of the brother-complex sister is in love with her and (in the manga) dies. She does apparently get better for the last chapter but the death itself is only felt by the rest of the cast for a page or two before we go back to feeling sad big brother wants to kiss his mentally generated sister clone rather than his actual sister u_u. Bury your gays is nothing new, but I wonder if it was also intended to be justified because Guess Who Is Creepy and a bit Perverted? Oh look the lesbian keeps the used swimsuit of her beloved and manipulates events to get an indirect kiss and when she sees the sister trying to strange Arisu for a moment she decides to do it for the sister? It’s not good. You want bad gay rep in a magical girl series, well here ya go. We also had a nobody in the first(second?) episode whose story pages reveal her having a kiss with a girl, and then we also have the prodigy again and- in the manga- her. Uh. childhood lover who she thought she killed but the girl has been wiping her mind over and over so prodigy remembers ‘killing’ the friend and not the she’s alive so she can keep? fucking with her? Toxic!

~Sexual Content: But wait you say, you already covered fanservice! Ah but that is sexual content for titilation. This is sexual content for dramatic backstory! The red riding hood character was sexually assaulted, another character was manipulated into sex first as a teen and then more often to ‘get into the publishing industry’, and the same writer forces some aggressive kisses on the MC. None of it is gratuitous which is nice, but also, was it necessary? Not making a new point for this but read riding hood’s dog was also murdered so unnecessary animal death gets tossed on in there.

~Male Lead: You can have a male, non magical character as the main character surrounded by magical girls. This is not how to do it. If I can make a vicious and hopefully not understood reference, Aruto is basically Tate from the Mai Hime Manga. If you understood that, I am so sorry. If you didn’t, congrats! Don’t read the manga. Or do and send me asks about the iconic final page of the first volume (18+). Anyway, this dude is boring, everything revolves around him, BUT I’ll be generous and say at least this isn’t a harem series? It looks like it out of context but it’s just a triangle with a fun attached scientist and token lesbian.

~Premise: They didn’t make good use of it. The initial goals of ‘take other girls pages from their soul books because if we get enough we unlock a third alice book’ is good! And then we add the twist that that was never going to happen and either if we get all the pages we can grant a wish, or these fights are just happening for the amusement of and asshole. Either way, yeah okay I guess. But at no point do we ever achieve this forbidden wish granting book and the asshole just. Lives. Nothing happens to him. His peers don’t even dunk on him. The only real changes from the beginning and the end of the series are: the siblings are now chill with dating, and the scientist lady won’t turn into a child in magical spaces. Oh. Yeah.

~Why did we make this adult a child sometimes?: I think we know why. Stop trying to get those types of folks to watch your already meh series. I also could have sworn at points in the past looking up images for this series I’ve seen extra art for Yuuri the Thumbelina-y Alice User that seemed like it would fit alongside anything by POP. You know, the Moetan guy. If you don’t know, god I wish that were me.

Wrap Up: I have definitely forgotten some points and am well within my rights to ad to this whenever I remember more points but uh. Yeah.

Listen you want an alice themed battle royale with nice outfits? Rozen maiden is right there. Battle Royale magical girl series that’s good with fanservice? Mai Hime. Series with different outfits while being based on a classic story? Pretear.

Hope anyone who read all of this at least got what I was saying, even if they don’t agree with it. And thanks for reading because whoops.

#why do ya'll let me write so damn many words #thanks ya'll for letting me write so many words #kagihime eternal alice rondo #long post #text #not fashion #whoops 3k words

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Hi! I saw that you were taking hq requests! So can I request some pumpkin picking/carving with the seijoh 3rd years? Separate or as a big friend group is fine! Whatever you’re more comfortable with!🤍🤍

So I tried writing this so many times and I kept accidentally making this into poly headcanons dbsbdbsdbs (that being said please send me poly Seijoh third year requests I love them so much) and I tried to write this as like...what they would do as like a group friend outing but with smaller sections of headcanons about how they would be individually?? I hope you enjoy!!

Word Count: around 1300

Gender Neutral Reader

First of all, Oikawa is definitely the one who convinced dragged everyone to go pumpkin picking

Oikawa: “Come on it’ll be super fun and we can all spend time together :D!”

Iwa: >:/

You definitely all carpool there, with Oikawa and Hanamaki singing along to the radio as loudly and off key as possible until Iwa yells at them to shut up

Once you all get to the pumpkin farm, Mattsun and Maki just zoom straight to the pumpkins the second you’re parked (they’re both determined to get the weirdest looking pumpkin there)

They definitely try to make you laughs by holding up all the oddly shaped pumpkins and making weird faces

“Hey look this one is kind of shaped like a snail” “oh yeah? Well this one looks like a blobfish” “this one looks like a di-“

Hanamaki uses the goofiest Halloween themed pick up lines and puns on you to try and make you smile. Matsukawa spends the whole time jokingly booing him (haha booing because like ghosts and Halloween get it haha)

Maki: “I can't find a Halloween costume, can I just go as your boyfriend?”

Mattsun: “BOOOOO”

Iwa is also trying to keep his eye on everyone else because they’re literally all over the place and he doesn’t want to have to go looking for everyone later

The whole time, Oikawa is running around trying to take nice pictures of everyone (I feel like he’s that friend who’s constantly taking candid photos of everyone whenever he’s hanging out with his friends??)

He would also spend wayyy too much time trying to take a bunch of group pictures with all of you included but every time someone takes the picture someone’s looking the wrong way or making a weird face or he decides that he doesn’t like the pose, and everyone kind of grumbles about it but they indulge him because they all know that he just wants a nice group photo of all of you together and happy 🥺🥺🥺

He would take SO many pictures of you, like he’d obviously take the cute sweet ones but he’d also take so many goofy candids and selfies with stupid filters too

If there are any kinds of games or activities there, Maki and Mattsun are definitely trying to rope everyone in to play them

If you get dragged into it they 100% spend the whole time goofing around and trying to make a big joke out of it all! They’re just trying to make everyone else laugh fjbdfjjfdfjdf

Matsukawa absolutely tries to win you a prize at one of the games 🥺🥺 he probably goes apple bobbing (even though that’s kind of gross as fuck) to win you a little stuffed animal or something fjsbfbbsbfdn

Chances are Iwaizumi ends up having to carry pumpkins for at least one other person and he pretends to be annoyed but he really doesn’t mind that much

(Ok so like now these are the individual headcanons, these are all character x reader relationship headcanons I know the formatting is kind of weird)

OIKAWA

Oikawa definitely wants to try and find the prettiest and smoothest pumpkins there

He’s sooo excited by all this and the autumn *vibes* that he’s practically glowing nffnfbfdnnf

He’s also convinced that he’s waaay better at picking out pumpkins than he actually is so he’s constantly butting in and trying to give you advice

I also think he would love those really tiny decorative pumpkins that fit in your hand so he would absolutely get like five of those (“one for each of us!”)

He probably made you dress up in a matching outfit with him or something snsbdbdbfd

He insists that you have to hold hands “to keep you warm” (but he really just wants to be close to you)

He would probably whine until you carried his pumpkin for him but he promises to repay you later with some hot chocolate

IWAIZUMI

Iwaizumi (basically the only practical one) is looking for one that’s pretty big and relatively smooth without being too heavy to carry

He’s the one who would give you actual helpful advice about picking out a pumpkin, and genuinely wants to help you

He would also offer to carry your pumpkin no matter how heavy it is 🥺🥺

If the weather is on the chillier side he would offer you his jacket to make sure you stay warm and to keep you from getting sick

He thinks you look so cute when you’re picking out a pumpkin so he’s just looking at you with the softest facial expression and the sweetest smile the whole time

He can’t hold your hand because he’s holding too many pumpkins but he leans down to kiss your forehead every once in a while

HANAMAKI

He’s still on this quest to find the weirdest looking pumpkin (and he’s doing a surprisingly good job?)

He is so goofy literally the whole time djsbdbsnf

He’s trying so hard to make you smile and laugh the whole time y’all are there

He’s really soft for your smile and your laugh so every single time he makes you giggle he just stops everything and stands there like 🥰🥰

You probably end up playing tag and running all over the pumpkin patch and almost getting kicked out

He also probably has his arm casually around your shoulders as long as his arms are free

He will absolutely make you carry your own pumpkin but he will also carry his own so it’s all fair

MATSUKAWA

He’s also being super goofy and funny, but in more of a teasing, flirty way if that makes sense??

Absolutely holds your stuff over your head to watch you try and grab at it while he teases you for “being short” (no matter how tall you are)

He also tries to take candid photos of you making weird faces

But two can play at that game

Y’all end up spending so much time running around and taking goofy photos of each other that you barely have time to actually pick out a pumpkin

He also probably picks you up and carries you around at some point (I feel like he’s the type of dude to randomly pick up his S/O in public and carry them around and shit)

Mattsun is also weirdly sensible about picking out a pumpkin?? Like he might’ve picked out some weird ass one that looks like an actual ass but he gives you actual good advice

Now that you all have your pumpkins you head back to Matsukawa’s house to carve pumpkins!

Iwaizumi and Matsukawa clean out the pumpkins while you, Hanamaki, and Oikawa set everything up on the dining room table.

Matsukawa definitely has a Halloween playlist that he blasts while you’re all working on carving the pumpkins

Oikawa probably saves the pumpkin seeds so that he can bake them and you all can have them as a snack later

He probably carves a pretty generic jack o lantern face (he wanted to do one of those super fancy carvings where you scrape part of the pumpkin off so there’s more dimension but he realized that it would be waaaay too complicated last minute) and he paints little faces on each of the five smaller pumpkins to match everyone’s personalities (and actually does a surprisingly good job???)

Hanamaki carves a super goofy jack o lantern face and says it looks like Oikawa NDHHDFHDH

And as soon as he’s finished carving the pumpkin he definitely starts dancing to the music Mattsun put on and tries to get everyone else to do it too!

Matsukawa tries to make his super weird and grotesque and it actually turns out surprisingly well??

After you’re all done carving pumpkins you all set up a blanket fort and eat pumpkin seeds and drink hot chocolate and watch Hocus Pocus 😌😌😌

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Fairytale Complex - [Undertale | Sans x Reader]

[Gender Neutral, Frisk's Parent Reader | Slow Burn]

Chapter Three | sans. (Part 1 of 3)

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meet me by the train station.

the place's bustlin' and tori's here with me, just in case you're worried 'bout meeting a stranger all alone.

That's surprisingly thoughtful.

And I'm guessing Tori means Toriel?

The goat lady who looked after Frisk?

yup.

she's gotta go deal with some legal stuff 'bout us living on the surface, so she can't stay for long.

but she'll still be here by the time you get there.

Hmm…

Now that just makes me more suspicious of you.

Tell me why it's important that only you specifically want to talk to me about this?

Doesn't Toriel know about what happened down there, too?

yeah, but…

i need to talk to you about somethin' else.

stuff that'll probably be a lil' difficult for me to explain, but that you should still know, being frisk's parent and all.

Now I'm curious.

I'm stuck in some traffic, but I should be there soon.

Would it still be okay with Toriel if I get there in the next ten to fifteen minutes?

textin' while drivin'?

My aunt chose to drive me here.

'Cuz she also said she doesn't trust the whole situation much.

heh.

alright.

tori says it's fine. she doesn't need to leave in the next hour so…

see ya soon, (l/n).

See you soon, mister Serif.

"How's he gonna know who you are if only you have a picture of him?" you aunt asks, eyes locked on the road. Her bright red nails, just as flashy as the rest of her outfit, glisten under the sun, fantasy jewellery and wrist watch doing the same. Her tanned skin almost glows with health in comparison to yours, yet to be healed from the past two months of tension and wait. There's also her signature and almost hair salon professional level of cleanliness when it came to grooming her hair, making her overall, outer appearance far more different and striking when compared to you.

"(Mom/Dad)'s all over the news now!" Frisk says, answering her question before you can even word your thoughts out in mind, too busy noticing how much you've let yourself go in so short of a time.

You plug your phone to the car charger and meet with the side view of your aunt's face. "Like Frisk said. The guy I'm meeting says my face's been thrown out on the news a lot lately, so he already knows what I look like." You pull down the mirror and take a quick look at yourself, eye bags and stress acne now partially covered with a cheap, (s/t) foundation and expression made to look less tired thanks to a full eight hours of sleep. Still, you're far from looking anywhere near to the days before Frisk's disappearance or all the pictures displayed on the news, these from a similar time. All the stress and constant sorrow was still present on most of your features, from something as subtle as the loss of brightness in your eyes to something as noticeable as the drag in your walk and the small slump in your posture.

"Do I look okay, auntie?" you ask, taking advantage of a stop sign.

Brenda spares a quick but meaningful glance at you and a small smile manages to show on her face. She stays quiet even as her eyes go back to facing the road. At a second stop, this one caused by a red light, she looks at you again, saying, "Why are you so concerned about that, dear? I get wanting to look well and dignified for meeting new people, but this is the third time you've asked me today." She giggles when Frisk does, both apparently sharing the same thought. "You look fine, by the way. Though a bit of rest could do you good." The light changes and she carries on driving, slowing down and turning on the signal when she sees the train station to her left. "How many hours do you work, by the way? If you're still working overtime, you should stop that now. Not only for my dear grandchild's sake, but for you to get your long overdue beauty sleep."

"...Sixty hours a week?" you mutter, already anticipating a dramatic reaction from her. Even Frisk seems to notice your answer's not favourable enough to her, so they brace themselves by grabbing on to their seatbelt and pretending they're not paying attention to the conversation anymore.

Staying true to herself, Brenda almost slams the brakes just as she's halfway into parallel parking and snaps her gaze over to you, eyes wide and mouth agape. "What?!"

"Sixty a week," you repeat, louder now. "I had to get my mind off Frisk going missing somehow, so I... took that chance to save up some more by working overtime."

"That's fifteen hours too much, dear." She frowns. "That's either twelve hours a day for five days a week, or working non-stop every day for at least eight to nine hours! No wonder you look so stressed. What about your friends? Your family? Your coworkers?" She seems to notice why you've lowered your voice and does that herself, reminded over Frisk's presence at the back seats. "Oh, honey…" She sighs. "Did you really just work, eat, and sleep those two months they were gone?"

"...Maybe," you reply, looking away from her. "I just didn't know what else to do, and having free time for myself made me feel more guilty about it. The only time I sat down was to watch some TV for when I couldn't sleep at night."

Your aunt finishes parking and lets out another sigh. A gentler look crosses her eyes and she gives in, letting her body relax. "Do you have enough to get by? Please, be honest with me so I can help you out. Alright?"

You smile back at her and nod. "I have enough now. I'm pretty sure I can get by with a regular schedule again."

"With weekends off?"

"With weekends off."

Her smile grows and she unlocks the car, allowing you to step out. "Be careful out there, alright? Just make sure to call me and I'll head back here straight away if anything strange comes up."

"Thank you, auntie. So I'll pick up Frisk at five?"

"Oh, there's no rush. You can always stay the night, anyway!"

After a nod, you get down from the car, open the back door, and climb onto the empty seat left next to Frisk.

"See you later, dear."

You kiss their cheek and look at the phone resting in their hands. There were plenty of questions you wanted to ask them, such as who was Alphys and how she'd gained enough knowledge to develop something with that level of technology, and why it still worked up here despite being programmed to function at the Underground. You remind yourself of the people waiting for you at the train station and wrestle those curiosities down, setting all questions aside for later. "Be good, okay?"

They nod, sign a "Love you!" with their hand, and hold you back to give you a yellow sticky note, folded in two. "Give this to him. And don't forget he can be unexpected sometimes!"

You sign an "I love you, too" back to them, take the note, and step out of the car, waving at them and your aunt before closing the door and pocketing the note away. It stays unread, and while you'd like to know what's written on it as well as the reasons for Frisk warning you about meeting with that monster in particular, they'd specified it was for more sillier reasons, like that of meeting up with a stand up comedian, or more frankly put: a clown or a court jester.

Now alone, you take out your phone and check the messages, a new one from 'Mister Serif' showing up.

hey, uh…

tori hadda go.

an emergency happened, so now she's gotta rush off to the department to see what's up with some documents she turned in.

i know this seems sus as hell, so just wait for me at a more open area, alright?

stick to anybody you're comfortable with and we'll meet there.

I'm honestly touched at how much you're worried about this.

Though all that just makes me think I'm being catfished even more now.

Are you for real, mister Serif?

Can someone be as observant and thoughtful as you appear to be?

see for yourself.

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You can't avoid being taken aback when the monster sends you a picture of himself. It's a definite recent one, given he's sitting by a bench close to the train tracks. He holds up a shaka sign with one hand and a coffee cup on the other. A grin decorates his face and the bright lighting shows the picture was taken just now, sun rays piercing through the windows.

I'm somewhat convinced.

need more proof?

Who are you, my Cinder match?

if u wanna.

Oh God.

You're killing me.

inna good way?

Perhaps.

You stop yourself when you realize you're on the verge of flirting with someone you haven't even met in person yet, let alone introduce yourself properly to. The picture he'd sent doesn't help either, as you can only begin to question yourself and your morals over having found him attractive for a split second. While it could have just as easily been the surprise of him sending a picture out of nowhere, it could've also been how laid-back he seemed in that picture, striking a shaka sign that made him look just like a surfer dude and a coffee cup to contrast with that vibe, adding a spark of the typical college student you saw at campus, his hoodie and sneakers only adding to that feeling.

It's then that you realize something's off.

If he was holding a cup with one hand and a sign in the other…

Then who took the picture?

Though you're pretty sure you're overthinking the situation now, you're still better safe than sorry and take advantage of your recent fooling around with him to pass that worry off as a joke.

Wait a minute, mister Serif.

yeah?

If you're holding a cup with one hand and striking a pose with the other, then who took the picture?

Or did you use your magic for that?

a random dude who looked trustworthy enough took it for me.

he's one of those guys who're totally ok with us living here at the surface, so he just snapped the picture for me and even asked if it was for a date i was gonna meet and all.

no magic needed.

And I'm the President of the United States.

But, seriously now…

Are you for real?

yeah.

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The picture displays him with a bearded, brown skinned man clad in a suit and holding a suitcase, looking ready for work. Still, his smile shows little to no seriousness and instead displays youth and content over having his picture taken with a potential friend. His height surpasses the monster's by half a foot, though when you compare it to the rest of the people in the background, it's clear Serif is simply shorter compared to the average human. You try not to let your eyes linger too much on the monster when you're done looking at the man, not wanting to fall into the trap of your mind having found him attractive earlier ago. Still, you can't help yourself and take a more thorough look at him again, seeing him now with his eye sockets closed, almost mimicking a pair of eyelids squinting in joy. His arm's hung over the man's shoulders, and vice-versa.

i made a new pal.

"meet up already!" - his words, not mine.

Trying to be smooth, huh?

maybe.

is it working?

Somewhat.

But...

Strange Cinder date vibes aside,

I'm almost there.

aight.

can't wait to meet ya, bud.

You slip the phone back in your pocket and go up the stairs of the train station, stopping when you make it to the line of benches close to the tracks. True to his word, the skeleton sits on one of them and the man who'd taken a picture with him is now waving at him, seemingly saying his goodbyes and headed off to work. You approach the station one careful step after the other, pace slowing down more and more as you feel a sudden awkwardness slip on your shoulders.

Your texts sent off vibes you didn't want present now that you were about to meet him in person. You were still worried about what happened with Frisk a few days ago, and how their happiness pretty much froze when being asked if the monsters had treated them well during their time at the Underground. The one you were about to meet could very well be one of those who'd hurt them, so you brace yourself and try not to be swayed by the softer atmosphere present during your texting with him. You acknowledge the man who'd taken his picture with a wave and a smile back at him. Then, you continue walking and finally approach the bench.

"It's nice to meet you, mister Serif." You acknowledge him with a wave, unsure of how friendly you can be with him.

"Likewise, pal." He holds a hand out to you, bringing forth the warning Frisk had given to you about him.

Out of all the things Frisk had warned you about, it was to be careful around the skeleton, but primarily due to how he seemed to be the type to joke around and prank people often. One thing in particular you were warned about was in shaking hands with him, so right as he offers his hand out to you and just as you're about to reach out, you miss his hand, take a step closer, and pull him along for a hug instead. You then unfold the sticky note and press it against his back with enough pressure for him to feel it and let go when you're done.

"Frisk warned me about you, and even though they haven't told me anything I should be worrying about yet, I do know I should be careful for other reasons. And they told me to give that note to you, by the way."

You sit down and watch as the monster attempts to get the sticky note unstuck, his short height proving to be a disadvantage, as it also comes with shorter arms. He goes as far as to use his magic to get it out, leaving you to bite back a smile and wonder if you've been too rude with him just now. Still, you wait and keep your eyes on the train tracks while he reads the note you've left for him.

"Not gonna say anything about it?" you ask, surprised to hear nothing from him even as he slips the note in his pocket.

"Patience, pal," he replies, words followed with a chuckle and continued with a wink. "Just take it as some friendly payback on my part -- Now we're even." He sits back down and meets with your eyes, his expression changing from humoured to stern at the drop of a hat. "So, what you're sayin' here is the kid hasn't said much about me yet?"

"No," you reply, hesitating. You fight between keeping a smile and a frown. "They've been awfully quiet after I asked them if there were any people down there who treated them badly." You catch yourself becoming emotional, so you breathe and blink a few times to fight that back. "It... It feels like they shut themselves away from me, and now I'm not too sure about how to approach the situation anymore." You stop to catch your breath again, feeling yourself grow anxious already. "They can talk non-stop when it's about all the good things Toriel, Alphys, Papyrus, and… And even what you did for them, but whenever I ask if there was anything that made them feel unsafe, they… They bottle up and run off to do whatever chore there's left to do around the house."

A gust of wind helps freshen up your burning face, product of a train stopping nearby. You wait for him to speak up, body tensed all the while.

"Y'know, I…" The monster sighs, faces down, and rubs the back of his neck, looking lost in thought. "I think I can answer that for ya, but it's gonna be a bit of a long story." He glances at his phone for a moment, seemingly to check the time, and later adds, "Wanna head out somewhere to eat? We can talk about it there over food and drinks. Better than talkin' on an empty stomach, don't you think?"

Despite how somber the mood's become, that trademark grin of his you've already grown used to seems to stand out a lot more now, bringing forth a genuine, welcoming expression in addition to the offer he'd made to you. "Sure," you reply, smile returning. "And... Sorry for dumping all that on you all of a sudden."

You both stand up and make your way out of the station, walking side by side as you continue with the conversation.

"It's cool, pal," he says. "I'd be a lot more worried if you didn't worry about it."

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This turned out to be a whopping 7k+ word long chapter, so it's been divide into 3 parts (between 2k to 3k words each, which is the usual length of each update).

So... Long story short: there'll be a double update next week in order to post Parts 2 and 3!

Expect the same thing for whenever a chapter exceeds that limit. :-)

#sans x reader #undertale x reader #lgbt #lgbt themes #gender neutral reader #male reader #female reader #mother reader #father reader #parent reader #chubby reader #long fic #romcom #adventure #mystery #platonic relationships #slow burn

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celebritytgcaptions · 3 years

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Requests (5/23/2021)

Hi lovelies! I’ve been getting so many requests & I’m working hard to get all of them in the queue. Thanks for sending them my way! I’m writing to let you know that the queue is now full until the end of June. I was able to get every requests from my May 8th post in there except for a few. Requests from May 8th for captions featuring Katy Perry, Jenna Fischer, Marisol Nichols, Addison Rae, Ariana Grande, Erin Kellyman, Taylor Swift, Billie Eilish, Jhene Aiko, & Kirstin Maldonado will be posted in early July.

But there have been an absolute ton of requests since then too, yay! So I’m listing all the requests that I haven’t gotten to below. If you made a request but don’t see it below that might be for a few reasons. 1) I’ve written it already and it will be posted in June. 2) It’s one of the requests I posted on May 8th so I won’t talk about it here. 3) I considered it a demand not a request (for example, I received two that said “Anything with,” that wasn’t really a request just telling me to do it. Sorry if this bothers some of you but it is an issue with me so make sure you word your requests AS requests). Either way, thanks for the love, lovelies! :D

Anonymous said:

Could you do one with either Kelley O’hara or Alex Morgan from the USWNT about a guy soccer player watching the US win the world cup and then want to be them or something like that?

I actually know who both those are (shockingly enough, I don’t really follow sports) so sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Could you do lorengrey captions? She’s so hot

Sorry sweetie, don’t know who that is. :(

Anonymous said:

Hi I just had an idea for a game you could do. It could be where someone has to say as a boy what they’re like physically in stages. So first stage is hair color for example, second stage could be height, third stage could be body type, etc. An example would be if I was a black hair, short height, thick body type, I would match up with someone like Nicki Minaj. Just an idea which you could extend on. Hopefully it makes sense. I appreciate you!

I actually have a game like this mapped out called “Build a Sissy” where you choose age, hair color, and bra size, but it would take a LOT of work to make so I haven’t written it yet. Maybe some day though. :)

Anonymous said:

I would love to see a Tori Kelly caption. Her hair and body are not typical but beautiful for a white girl. I say that last sentence respectfully. I think having a caption with her would be great

Sure thing! Tori Kelly is a cutie. :)

Anonymous said:

Ok I'm not sure if u'll know these 2 cuz even I had to look them up for the names but anne dudek and maitland ward theyre the 2 blonde sisters from white chicks not sure if uve seen it but if u can could u make a caption for them please?

I DO know who they are! I’ve been thinking about doing a White Chicks caps because there’s a lot of cute looks in that movie (especially for Busy Phillips who I just love) so sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Could u do Yvette nicole brown from community? Id like to see some big girl love

Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

I already know that this request is probably gonna be a No but I still have to ask whats the ruling on GCI enhanced celebrities like Taylor swift from Cats? Or is that too much like "Furry" stuff. Now I'm Feeling this will be a No for multiple reasons

So it is not an issue with CGI “enhanced” celebrities but for Cats it is because I do not have a Furry fetish and I get uncomfortable thinking about writing caps for it. But I write caps with “manips” all the time (photoshopped images of celebs) so I’m not ruling out CGI enhanced celebs all together.

Anonymous said:

Can you do one of Lindsey stirling? And for the story can it be a guy trying to learn Violin but he cant seem to focus he even tried hot female teachers but it didnt work then he gets a male teacher than he starts focusing and wanting to please the teacher he becomes a sissy sorry its a long request

Sounds fun, sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Hi big fan and I think you’ve been doing amazing work. Is there anyway you could do a story about a guy who loses a bet to sorority girl and is forced to get his nails painted and turned into a girl? I love the idea of having a boys nails painted against his will. I’d love one with Selena Gomez but if you think another celeb would be better I leave that cumpletely to you.

Totally! This sounds fun. :D

Anonymous said:

Can you do thelma and Louise?

I’m assuming you mean Geena Davis & Susan Sarandon from Thelma & Louise so yes. Yes I can. :)

Anonymous said:

Can you do a caption from the movie bridesmaids? Like when theyre all trying on dressess or something?

I haven’t seen Bridesmaids (I know I know) but I can try something. :)

Anonymous said:

it would be super cool if you could do some more games! They’re my fav

Glad you like them! As long as I’m not on hiatus, games will be posted every second Saturday. I’ve already got two set for June. :)

Anonymous said:

Hey huge fan of your recent work and super excited about new caps!! Do you think you could do one about a college guy who drops out in pursuit of being a stand up comedian, but the comedy club needs a female comic so they turn him into a girl? I was thinking maybe Nikki Glaser, she so funny and sexy. Thanks can’t wait to see all your new stuff!!

Oooo, Nikki Glaser is great. Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Can you make a caption about a guy who makes fun of curvy and thicc women, where the women get their revenge and turn the guy into Nia Jax?

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Hi Me again on the topic of the assembly line worker caption sequel if you do it i just an idea for the story like before depicting the sissies "first time" but you can have it be that the coworker doesnt know and is telling everyone about the chick he slept with last night and the sissy is just thinking "if only they knew"idk i thought it was good anyways thank u again

So this message is in reference to a sequel caption that was requested & that I did write and will be posted in June. I’m sharing it here to let the anon know that I wrote the cap BEFORE I got this second request so there will be a followup but the story will be different. I hope that’s ok.

Anonymous said:

Hi idk if u watch wrestling or not I see u have some captions of wwe womens wrestlers but im not sure have far ur knowledge of it is? Could u do a caption of Rhea Ripley if u know her?

I have never seen a single episode of WWE, I do not watch wrestling, and yet somehow every time someone requests a wrestler I know who she is. Don’t ask me how because I do not know. Anyways, yeah I can do a Rhea Ripley one. :)

Anonymous said:

Could you do a caption about a janitor for sissy co. That finds out the strange goings on at work and tries to blow the whistle on the whole operation but is caught and turned into a sissy maid for the sissy co. Corporate office abit specific I know but ive been thinking on that awhile however u do it will be perfect thanks

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Could you do katheryn Hahn from wandavision specifically the 80s look with the Big hair and aerobics outfit

Oooo, sounds nice. I’ll type that up for sure. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi big fan of your caps!! Do you think you could do a cap where a football player wants to go to the NFL but gets hurt, so they turn him into a female commentator, maybe Lauren Rutledge? If you don’t know her, she’s been a college football reporter for awhile and was also a former Miss Florida. Anyways I just think any guy would be lucky to be turned into her and I love your caps keep up the great work!!

Me: *googles Lauren Rutledge to see if it’s who I’m thinking of* How do I know who this is? Anyways, yes I can write this. :)

...for some reason there are no GIFs of her though so I’m just gonna move on.

Anonymous said:

Hi I'm the one that requested the LONG list of celebs I'm still really sorry about that I didnt realize how many it actually was till I looked back so I wanna retract some for your sake tell ya what if you havent done any already just do the ones that are specifically marked (as in the ones detailed by movie or show theyre in) the ones that are just names you can leave out i knoe its still alot but hopefully that takes some weight off of ya sorry again

You don’t have to be sorry! Like I said, in the future I’d ask that folks limit requests to no more than 3 celebs at a time but you didn’t know that. I’d never said that before. I typed up every celebrity and they’re going to be sprinkled in during June. Hope you like them! :)

Anonymous said:

Hello ^^ I love your work. Can u make a caption with the name "jules" and Ariana Grande please? Thank you

Sure thing!

Anonymous said:

Hey, not really an ask, but something I needed to share

I'm the one that asked for the Stephanie Beatriz caption from a whole back, and I absolutely loved how it turned out. Each time you roll out a new caption is like a small thrill to me and I read them right as they're released.

Now this wouldn't be an ask if I wasn't asking something, right? Well, next month sees the release of the "In the Heights" movie, and there's an opportunity there to do a series of captions using stephanie Beatriz from that same movie.

In conclusion, I love your captions so much, you're amazing!

Awww, this is such a sweet message. Thank you! And YAAASSSSS! Ever since the first trailer for In the Heights dropped I was like, “I must write a caption with her in this!” So you can imagine how fun it’s been waiting this entire time. *eye twitches*. We’ll have to wait until the movie comes out for me to be sure I can find a good image but this IS a caption I want to write. :)

Anonymous said:

Hi I just recently came across your blog and fell in love with it!! The caption with the football player being turned into Bella Thorne is one of my favorites!! I’d love so much if you could do a sequel or something to that cap it was so amazing and I need to know what else happens to “her”. I’m not sure if this is possible or if you even do sequels but this cap was great and I look forward to all the others!!!

Glad you like it! I’m always looking for sequel captions to write on Throwback Thursday so you’ll get this for sure. :)

Anonymous said:

Hey big fan! Do you think you could do a caption where a short guy gets made fun of by all his girl friends for how short he is? Ariana Grande is fairly short and I think a caption of her (of age of course) would be awesome

You got it!

Anonymous said:

Can you do one with the bella twins as two guys who fought over the same girl then the girl turns them both into look alikes of her but then they start fighting over the same guy

Yep!

Anonymous said:

Do you know suzy berhow? Or angie Griffin? If so would love a caption of either of them please

Sorry sweetie, I don’t know who those are. :(

Anonymous said:

Would appreciate more Sia captions please when u get the chance

I will remember that. :)

Anonymous said:

Can make some Winnie Harlow caption please? I adore her style

Sorry lovely, I don’t know who that is. :(

Anonymous said:

How about instead of removing the captions with Demi in them ,the images of Demi were just replaced with another celeb and if Demi is mentioned by name in the caption then that could be edited to mention a different celeb. I respect Demi's decision I do but lets not lose some well made captions. Also if you could please make a caption where Amy Adams feminises a fan and raises them as her daughter and Kristen Stewart makes you her submissive wife that would be appreciated. I'm a fan of them.

So about the Demi Lovato captions: I understand your feelings but I’m still going to delete the original captions. Because of how my captions are made I can’t just go back in & swap out an image or edit the text, I have to remake it from the ground up. I am hoping to do that with some (maybe all) of the Demi Lovato captions & re-publish them, but I’m still going to delete the originals.

I can do the Kristen Stewart one for sure and I’ll TRY to do the Amy Adams one I just am not 100% sure I can find a pic for that but we’ll see. :)

Anonymous said:

If it’s possible before your summer hiatus could you do a caption with Amanda Crew (silicon valley, sex drive)?

I will do one with Amanda Crew but I can’t commit to doing it before the hiatus.

About the hiatus: I don’t know when it’s going to be. I want to TRY to make it to at least July 18th because I have a specific game in mind I want to post for 5 years of Celebrity TG Captions games, but after that I have no idea. I’ve been writing caps for a longer stretch of time since normal since I’ve switched to a part-time blog so I might burn out at any second but for right now I’ve still got some juice.

#Not a Caption #Requests #Request

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sgtbradfords · 3 years

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LOVE YOUR WRITING!♥️♥️♥️

I would love if you could write something with this phrase “I don’t want this.” but in a cute beautiful way maybe?🥺♥️ anyways, whatever you write will be perfect!

I hope you’re good with undercover!Chenford anon because that’s what you got! Enjoy my anonymous friend and thank you for the prompt!

Lucy Chen was going to be honest, she hated undercover operations. But, when Sergeant Grey had assigned her and Tim Bradford to go undercover, together, she bit her tongue and began mentally getting ready for the op. Lucy, now an official P2, and Tim officially the Sergeant for nightshift, had not worked together in months, only seeing each other coming and going, and the few times everyone was off at the same time.

Turns out Angela Lopez had specifically requested the two officers to assist, stating “They’re the only ones that will work.” And what six month pregnant Angela wanted she normally got. The operation was simple really, go to the park and people watch. Specifically, people watch for a major drug deal going down and not get caught. The meeting ended and both were redirected to their respective locker rooms, their undercover outfits already chosen for them.

“I don’t want this.” Lucy said, wrinkling her nose as she was handed a bag, pulling out the outfit Angela had likely chosen for her. The leggings were a soft dark blue tie-dye, reaching mid-calf, the sports bra she pulled out afterwards matching the leggings. “How do you even know my size?”

Angela shrugged. “I asked Jackson.”

Lucy changed, gesturing to the outfit that clung to her body. “And where am I supposed to hide a gun or cuffs in this?”

A small metal canister came flying at her. “Put this and your badge in your bra, your cuffs should fit in the key pocket in the back.”

Lucy grumbled as she began storing things in the places she could, lacing her tennis shoes before walking out the locker door.

Standing outside of the door was Tim, wearing a black muscle tee and navy athletic shorts.

“Not a word boot.” He glared. “Let’s go.”

They stepped out of the surveillance van thirty minutes later, five blocks from the park.

“I’ll move closer once you two get far enough away. Chase and Jones are on the basketball court, they’ll catch the person making the pick up, you two catch the drop. The deal is supposed to take place near the pavilion in an hour.” Angela told them as she pulled the door shut.

“So, what are we supposed to do, pretend like we’re exercising for the next hour?”

“Not today Chen, think of it as one of our morning runs with Kojo.” He told her as he stretched.

“But it’s already over 80 degrees out.” She complained, beginning to stretch.

“Would you rather it be over 100?” he asked, arching an eyebrow.

She huffed. “No. I just don’t see why they couldn’t have chosen an earlier time.”

Tim chortled. “Maybe because they’re criminals? Besides, crime goes up the first week the heat goes up.”

Lucy began doing sprints down the sidewalk, her hair falling out of its ponytail, bouncing in her face as she ran back and forth, becoming irritated she threw the long strands up in a high pony. “So what, we’re supposed to look like a couple out for their afternoon jog?”

“Pretty much.” Tim said as he jogged past her, waiting for her to catch up. “We wait until both parties have exchanged everything then we move in.”

They kept their strides even, though Lucy knew Tim could easily out pace her. Soon the park came into view, grass and trees vast and plenty, a large pond in the middle spewing water with a few children standing near, feeding the ducks, a basketball court and playground on the other side was just barely visible.

They entered the park, keeping a steady pace as they ran, making one and then two laps. On the third lap, Lucy found herself getting bored.

“Last one to that tree, has to buy beers.” She said pointing to a large tree near the pavilion before taking off in a run.

“Hey! Chen! Come on!” Tim yelled as he increased his speed, quickly catching up to her.

Lucy laughed manically as she thought she had the jump on her former training officer. Tim caught her easily, both tagging the tree at the same time.

“I won Bradford!” she gloated, her hands on her knees as she attempted to catch her breath.

“Not so fast Chen.” He glared, lifting the hem of his shirt, wiping away the sweat from his face. “We got here together.”

Lucy opened her mouth to argue when a soccer ball came flying at them, Tim stopping the ball with his foot.

“Sorry!” a girl, no more than eight years old apologized, stopping a few feet away.

“No problem.” Tim said as he kicked it back.

“Thank you!” she yelled, running back towards a group of other children.

Tim and Lucy began doing a series of cool down stretches under the shade of the tree before Tim sat down on the grass, his back against the bark as he stretched his feet out in front of him. Lucy moved next to him, changing her mind at the last second and resting her head on his thighs.

“Lucy…” he warned.

Lucy turned her head, looking up at him as she feigned innocence. “What?”

“What are you doing?”

“We’re supposed to be a couple so, I’m doing the coupley thing and resting my head in your lap.” She told him as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, turning her head back to look at the leaves and branches above them

“And how do you expect to see our suspect?”

Lucy sighed, sitting up. “Fine. Are you happy now?”

Tim grunted, as Lucy moved next to him, her back against the bark as she rested her head on his shoulder.

“Wanna play I-Spy?”

Tim rolled his eyes. “This is a stakeout boot, not Where’s Waldo.”

“Cop eyes Bradford. I’ll go first. I spy with my little eye something… green!”

Tim decided to humor her, looking around before guessing. “The grass?”

“Nope.”

“That tree?” he asked pointing.

“Nope.”

“That tree?” he asked pointing to a different one.

“Tim…” she whined.

“Fine, that kid in the green shirt?”

“Which one?”

“Lime green?”

“Yes. Now, your turn.”

“I spy something… orange.”

“That basketball?”

“No.”

“That lady’s shirt?”

“Yes.”

“Really!”

“No. Give up yet?”

“Never. Ok, what about… that orange traffic cone.”

“Yes.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes, it’s the orange traffic cone.”

“Ok, I spy… wait, your three o’clock, isn’t that our suspect?” Lucy asked, turning her head, smiling at Tim flirtatiously.

Tim glanced out of the corner of his eye before turning his head to Lucy, pretending to smile at something she said. “Looks like he’s heading towards the picnic table to our left.”

“Shit.”

“Do you trust me?” he asked, propping his right elbow on his bent right leg.

“Always.”

Tim leaned in, “Then please forgive me.” He whispered as his eyes glanced at her lips, his right hand softly caressing her cheek. Lucy gave him a questioning look as his calloused hand touched her, his body leaning in as his lips brushed against hers. Her eyes fluttered closed, her body leaning in towards his as her left hand came up, fisting the shirt beneath her hand, pulling him closer. Lucy opened her mouth, his tongue taking advantage as it swept over hers, the hand on her cheek moving, finding it’s way to wrap itself around her brown locks, pulling. Her toes curled at the sensation, a low moan finding its way out of her as he pulled back, the lack of his rough lips on hers slowly bringing her back to her senses.

“Holy fuck.” She whispered, opening her eyes, her hand still fisting his shirt as she fought to catch her breath.

Tim smirked, his own breathing heavy as he forced his fingers to untangle themselves from her hair, looking over Lucy’s shoulder, clearing his throat. “He’s dropped the bag. Let’s go.”

Tim stood, extending his right hand for her to take, pulling her up to her feet before intertwining their fingers together as they followed behind their suspect.

“Stop acting so stiff.” Tim mumbled, faking a laugh.

“Sorry.” She grimaced, mentally chastising herself to loosen up as she plastered a giddy smile on her face. “You just… took me by surprise.”

“I gave you a heads up.”

Lucy rolled her eyes. “Asking if I trust you then asking me to forgive you, are very contradictory Bradford. I don’t by the way.”

Tim frowned, glancing over at her. “You don’t what?”

“Forgive you. You can’t just kiss me like that and and-“

“I’m sorry Lucy.”

“Yeah well, I’m not Tim.”

Their suspect stopped, his tail doing the same, looking around at his surroundings.

“We’ve been made.” Lucy said, turning her body towards his, her free hand landing on his shoulder.

“I don’t think so. Ten o’clock.” Tim told her, nodding his head to the shop on the curb.

“That ours?”

“I don’t think so, check the bike rack on the back.”

“Great, now he’s spooked.” She sighed, as their suspect began walking away again. “He’s going to run.”

“He’s not going to run.” Tim said as the man picked up speed.

“He’s going to-“ No sooner had the words began leaving her lips did he take off in a run.

Lucy yanked her hand out of Tim’s, taking off in a sprint, her small stature and lack of duty belt allowing her to gain speed as Tim quickly passed her, his long legs carrying him further.

“LAPD! Stop!” Lucy yelled reaching for the pepper spray in her bra, her voice echoing off the passing buildings and cars.

It might have been the criminals footing or just pure luck when their suspect tripped, falling to the ground, scrambling to get to his feet as Tim took the man out at his legs, tackling him to the ground as he quickly sat down on the man’s back.

“You got a gun?” breathed Lucy, jealously in her tone as looked at the gun in Tim’s right hand that was pressed into their suspects back. “All I got was pepper spray.”

“Cover me.” He said as he pulled the right leg of his shorts up, exposing the thigh holster as he re-secured his weapon. With her free hand Lucy reached around, digging for the cuffs in the back of her leggings, pulling them out and handing them over to her partner. Tim leaned over, reciting the suspects Miranda warning as he latched the cuff on the man’s left hand before pulling it around back, his other hand reaching for their suspects right, pulling it back to latch the other piece of metal on.

Tim pulled his bodyweight off the man. “Roll onto your back and sit up, we’ll help you to your feet.”

The man grunted, doing as instructed as another person joined them. “I didn’t do anything! It’s not my drugs.”

Tim raised an eyebrow as Lucy helped the man up. “Who said anything about drugs?”

“Well done Sergeant Bradford, Officer Chen.” Angela told the two as they walked the hundred feet towards the surveillance van. “It feels good to get out from behind the desk, right?”

“Better than staring at the mountain of paperwork sitting on my desk.”

“Tell me about it.” She agreed, rolling her eyes.

A shop pulled in, Jackson West smiling from behind the wheel. “Nice tackle their sir.”

“I’ll be paying for it later.” Grumbled Tim.

The suspect turned his head back, looking between the two officers that had followed his foot chase. “So, do you two get paid to make out like that or what?”

Lucy blushed as Tim coughed. “We didn’t- It’s not like that.”

Angela and Jackson gave each other a knowing look as they loaded the arrest into the shop.

Lucy cleared her throat. “What about the other guy, they get him?”

The other two officers decided to let it go, for now. “Yeah, Chase and Jones were able to apprehend our other suspect and get almost a million in drugs off the street.”

Tim let out a low whistle. “That’s way more than we anticipated.”

“It is. Thanks again for your assistance today by the way. You two go load up and we’ll get back to the station.”

The rest of the day passed by in the form of reports for Tim and a lone domestic dispute for Lucy. Not that either was complaining, still feeling the burn and stretch in their muscles from their workout earlier.

Lucy had just finished pouring herself a glass of wine when a knock sounded at her front door. She abandoned the glass, not expecting company as she opened the spare drawer next to the fridge, pulling the gun out as the knocking began again, her finger undoing the safety before moving onto the barrel as she looked through the peephole.

Lucy sighed, her shoulders dropping as she undone the locks on the door.

“Tim.” She acknowledged as she opened the door, leaving it open for him to come in as she flipped the safety back on and placed the weapon back in the drawer.

Her company walked in, shutting the door behind him as he watched her move about the kitchen.

“You turn the safety back on?” he asked her as he kicked his shoes off.

She raised an eyebrow at his actions. “Of course.” She said, taking the glass from the countertop, lifting it to her mouth, taking a sip. “You staying?”

Tim hesitantly nodded. “Please?”

Lucy shrugged, stirring what was cooking in the pan on the stove. “Sure. Jackson’s not in tonight so they’ll be leftovers. Red wine and honey baked chicken in the oven with risotto and broccoli.”

“Smells good.”

“Drink?” she offered.

He shook his head. “Anything I can help do?”

“Nope.” She said pulling the chicken out.

“About today…”

“Is that what this is about? You coming here, just so you can spare me my feelings? I’m just going to stop you right there-“

“Lucy, wait.”

“Let me finish. I’m a big girl Tim Bradford. No, scratch that, I’m a woman. And I will damn kiss who I want to, even under other pretenses. I don’t regret what happened today and if we’re being honest with each other, today was a long time coming. I’m not meaning you and me undercover we’ve done that numerous times, I’m meaning you apologizing before you kiss the ever-loving shit out of me which I happened to enjoy more than I probably should have considering you’re here to-“

She found her rant cut short, the feeling of a hand on her cheek turning her head in the blink of an eye as those same chapped lips that were assaulting hers less than twelve hours ago, began attacking hers once more. It all happened too fast for her liking, him pulling back before she got to get acquainted.

“You don’t know how many times I’ve wanted to do that Luce.” He whispered as he pulled back.

Lucy smiled, loosely wrapping her arms around his neck. “Then why did you stop.”

“You were on a roll.” He told her, shrugging, his hands finding her waist.

Lucy rolled her eyes as her nails began to scrape over the hairs at the base of his neck. “What was I saying again?”

Tim let out a low laugh. “Hell if I know.”

Lucy slapped him on the shoulder before pulling back, his hands staying on her waist. “Let’s eat and then we can talk, I’m starving.”

“Me too.” He said, smirking as he let go. “But not for food.”

“Sustenance first Tim,” she said fixing a plate of food. “some of us haven’t had anything to eat besides an old protein bar - which I found at the bottom of my duffle mind you - since this morning and my stomach is about to eat itself. I require food Tim.”

“You’re being dramatic.”

“Maybe.” She shrugged handing him the now full plate of food. “But do I need to remind you what happened last time you had to face a hangry Lucy Chen.”

A look of horror came over his face. “N-no.”

“Good.” She said fixing her own plate. “Now, sit and enjoy because I’ve had this chicken on my mind the entire day-“

“The entire day?”

“Ok fine, I was momentarily distracted by a lapse in judgement but most of the day then.” She said as a matter of fact, cutting the meat into pieces.

“Lapse of Judgement?”

Lucy glared, pointing at him with her fork. “Stop or I’ll start psychoanalyzing you. So, it wasn’t a lapse in judgement more like a really really really good idea that I am completely onboard with.”

Tim laughed “You are so weird.” He told her, sticking a bite of food in his mouth.

“You like it.”

Tim swallowed, staring his last rookie in the eye. “Yeah, I do. And just so you know, I am onboard for this too.”

Lucy could not help the smile that overtook her face. Neither knew, in that moment where this new road would take them, the only thing they did know? Was that it was going to be one hell of a ride.

#the rookie fic #tim bradford x lucy chen #chenford fic #chenford fanfic #chenford #fanfic

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auncyen · 3 years

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Ok ok so I'd been idly thinking about updating "Chats with Joker in Mementos" for Royal for a while, except as far as I know there aren't any transcriptions for the Royal Mementos chats like there is for Vanilla...

So...after some questionable use of my time, I now have a list of a good chunk of the starters in Royal. Only starters, not responses, since the point of the fic is having Joker be the one to respond, and I didn't transcribe ones I didn't think would be interesting for him to respond to, but still, if anyone does ever look to do a complete transcription, this might be helpful as a start? Or just interesting if you want to see what some characters talk about. Spoilers for third semester below cut.

Ryuji: Man, we really bust our asses to get stronger in here. I wish it meant we got stronger in the real world too.

Ryuji: Man, I had this horrible dream last night… Can’t remember a thing about it, though.

Ryuji: Ya know what? I guess Mona does have a mask, technically.

Ryuji: Yo, the way he jumps behind Shadows is so sick!

Ryuji: Yo, is it just me, or is fallin’ asleep getting tougher every night? At this point, I’m outta ideas of what to do.

Ryuji: Kinda fiendin’ for some ramen right about now… Maybe I’ll hit up Ogikubo when we get back.

RyujI: So lately, I’ve been tryin’ to work some training into my nightly routine before bed.

Ryuji: Hey, is it just me, or is Morgana’s sword basically the same size as Joker’s knife?

Ryuji: My mom made gyudon last night! My fave! Now I’ve got, like, fifty times more energy than usual!

Ryuji: This phantom thief stuff feels real as hell whenever he’s flyin’ around with that grappling hook.

Ryuji: Dude, that grappling hook is awesome! He looks like a freakin’ superhero with that thing!

Ryuji: Aww man, I just can’t get enough of those Akihabara maids…

Ryuji: Aren’t knives kinda hard to use ‘cause of their shortness? I definitely prefer my own shit.

Ryuji: I always thought darts looked easy—just aim for the board, y’know? But, it’s waaay harder than that.

Ryuji: Every try the monja in Tsukishima? That stuff is LEGIT.

Ryuji: Yo, does this outfit really make me look like I’m part of some biker gang?

Morgana: Listen, it’s not that I look like a cat. Cats just happen to look like me.

Morgana: I repeat: I am not a cat. To prove it, I took an actual bath yesterday.

Morgana: So, cats love to chase mice, right? I don’t get it—where’s the fun in that?

Morgana: I’m always so entranced by Panther’s whip technique!

Morgana: Panther, we have matching tails!

Morgana: You know, I’ve never actually been in a car before. Is it anything like I am now?

Morgana: I definitely made the right decision giving him the code name “Joker.”

Morgana: I’m willing to bet Joker’s skilled enough to use throwing knives.

Morgana: Anime, books, movies… Phantom thieves sure are popular.

Morgana: Last night I dreamt that Phantom Thieves were kicking some serious butt—let’s bring that dream to life!

Morgana: I can teach you everything you need to know about being a phantom thief. Relax—you’re in good hands!

Morgana: *yawn* I didn’t get enough sleep…

Morgana: I couldn’t fall asleep at all last night. I just laid there with my eyes open…

Morgana: I like Yongen-Jaya; it’s a great place for a stroll.

Morgana: Is Shujin Academy the only thing in Aoyama?

Morgana: I was vegetating in front of the TV last night, and I have to say, there are some pretty decent shows on now.

Ann: The bakery had a sale yesterday and I ended up buying everything they had!

Ann: The Ferris wheel is a must for me at theme parks, every time. I love being able to just relax.

Ann: I have an upcoming shoot at a theme park, but what sucks is how I can’t go on any of the rides.

Ann: Last night I dreamt I was eating a chocolate bar, then all of a sudden, it got mad and started chasing me!

Ann: Every once in a while I have a dream where I get chased by a Shadow…

Ann: I’ve been sleeping really well since I started getting all this exercise.

Ann: I was up late watching TV last night, so I might be a little sleep deprived…

Ann: I tend to do my clothes shopping in Kichijoji—it’s fun looking through all the resale shops.

Ann: I hate when people ask me to say stuff in English just ‘cause I lived overseas.

Ann: It always bothers me when foreign movie subtitles leave stuff out or take too many liberties.

Ann: I was talking to my overseas friend the other day—her straightforward attitude was really refreshing!

Ann: I was talking to Shiho on the phone and before I knew it, three whole hours had passed!

Ann: Joker seems like he’d make a good cook, doesn’t he? I mean, he’s great with his knife and all…

Ann: It’s actually quite exhilarating to attack with a whip. I wonder why that is…

Ann: Whenever my foreign relatives come to Japan, they always rave about how much they love Japanese food!

Ann: Do you think there’s anything I can do about my outfit? I feel like I stand out too much in this…

Ann: Is there a difference between a whip and a grappling hook?

Ann: Ya know, Skull’s always been into skull designs and stuff.

Ann: Wouldn’t a grappling hook be awfully handy in the real world?

Yusuke: I wish to paint the world as only I see it. The best way to succeed at this is through practice.

Yusuke: It’s fun to walk around and inspect different temples and shrines. The architecture is always impressive.

Yusuke: If Shadows are sentient, do you think their being moved by a painting would invoke a change of heart?

Yusuke: There have been times where I was compelled to create three-dimensional art.

Yusuke: I’m quite curious about Mona’s Western-style sword…

Yusuke: I hear whips are quite difficult to use. Where did you learn how to wield one?

Yusuke: Joker using a grappling hook…. That would make for a picture-perfect composition.

Yusuke: Mona, what exactly do you have in those pouches?

Yusuke: Creating a piece of art is pointless unless I can convey the full essence of the subject.

Yusuke: Art museums stimulate my creativity like no other place—I wish I could live inside one.

Yusuke: Skull and I both use long melee weapons, but they’re total opposites of one another.

Yusuke: Why does my outfit have a tail? I don’t understand…

Yusuke: I considered growing my own bean sprouts, but it seems to be more expensive than buying them grown.

Yusuke: I once had a dream that I washed up on a deserted island. I painted as much as I pleased… So wonderful.

Yusuke: I may specialize in Japanese-style painting, but I’d like to learn some Western techniques as well.

Yusuke: That grappling hook is very useful. I should find a way to utilize one in my daily life.

Yusuke: The other day, I went into the mountains to gather vegetables so I could cut back on food expenses.

Yusuke: I tried to paint a landscape of the starry sky once, but it’s quite difficult to do so from within the city.

Yusuke: India ink isn’t my specialty, but I’ve been experimenting with it in some recent work, just for fun.

Makoto: I may have stopped being a doormat for adults, but people are still calling me a “teacher’s pet.”

Makoto: A phantom thief’s body is their most vital asset. We need to make sure we eat balanced, nutritious meals.

Makoto: Do you enjoy visiting theme parks? I’ve rarely been to one myself.

Makoto: Fox looks cooler using his katana than I had originally imagined.

Makoto: I had the weirdest dream… I was at school, but I was wearing my phantom thief outfit.

Makoto: Would anyone care to learn how to drive, while we’re here? This place seems as good as any for practice.

Makoto: I know it’s not very healthy, but I do enjoy eating ramen from time to time.

Makoto: Once I’ve graduated, I’m going to buy a motorcycle and go on a road trip.

Makoto: I’ve been working on my grades because I still want to attend college, despite being a phantom thief.

Makoto: I want to read a certain book, but it’s out of print. Where do you suppose I could find a copy?

Makoto: Maybe I’m just burned out, but waking up has grown awfully difficult lately.

Makoto: The grappling hook’s cable seems pretty strong, but it’s scary to think what could happen if it snapped.

Makoto: Once my sister brought home some sushi for me. It was indescribably good…

Futaba: I heard rhythm’s an important part of fighting, sooo… I started playing a rhythm game!

Futaba: There’s going to be an event tonight in the MMO I play. I can’t wait!

Futaba: This MMO I’m hooked on is really cool. Do you wanna play with me? Oh—it’s in English, though.

Futaba: I’m about to beat the game I’ve been playing. Wonder what I should play next?

Futaba: I’ve been going outside a lot more, so now I’m sleeping way better than I did when I was a shut-in.

Futaba: Guess what? I’m making a game called “Hungry Hungry Mona”!

Futaba: You know who’s a really good driver, is Sojiro. He can parallel park with his eyes closed!

Futaba: If you could shoot grappling hooks from your hands, you’d probably be able to get around just using those!

Futaba: Ya know, I’ve thought about workin’ out and fighting alongside you guys.

Futaba: You guys should try playing shooters! It could help you improve your gun skills.

Futaba: Last night I had a dream my hard drive failed… That was scary.

Futaba: Wouldn’t it be cool if you could mod the grappling hook so it was electrified?

Futaba: Sure, the internet’s convenient, but it’s not like it can do everything. Don’t overestimate its capabilities.

Futaba: I wonder if I’d be okay going to some place by myself if it wasn’t crowded. Inokashira Park seems nice.

Futaba: Yesterday Sojiro bought me my favorite instant yakisoba!

Futaba: Maybe I should get a gun too, just for self-defense… Nah, my hands need to be empty.

Haru: I found this cafe in Kichioji with phenomenal tea—would you care to try it sometime?

Haru: I ordered kusaya but they refused to make it—they said they couldn’t get the smell out of the kitchen.

Haru: I feel like I need to learn more about the world, but I’m not sure how to best go about it.

Haru: Recently, I’ve been finding rare delicacies rather enticing…

Haru: Even lately, I sometimes dream about doing phantom thief things with Mona.

Haru: If you’re having trouble getting yourself to relax, I recommend herbal tea.

Haru: Asakusa is a wonderful area—I love how it’s this blend of the old and the new.

Haru: Ever since I started high school I’ve been taking the train in the morning, but I’m still not used to it…

Haru: Queen, your mask looks like it’s made of iron. Doesn’t it get heavy?

Haru: Joker’s so acrobatic! He’s really got the hang of that grappling hook.

Haru: I don’t think I’ve gotten this much exercise since I was in ballet.

Haru: Let me know if you ever get a tear in your clothing—I’m good at sewing, so I could most likely fix it.

Haru: I dreamt that the vegetables I’d been growing all died… I was so sad.

Haru: Your weapon seems fun, Skull. Do you want to swap sometime?

Haru: Sometimes it’s impossible for me to fall asleep on days that we’ve been to Palaces, no matter how tired I am.

Haru: You know, before this, I’d never considered using an axe for anything other than chopping firewood…

Haru: My hands have gotten all calloused… I supposed it comes with the territory in gardening.

Akechi: I have no intention of changing my stance on matters, no matter what anyone may say.

Akechi: Pancakes... I don’t want to hear that word again for a long, long time.

Akechi: We don’t have much time left. Please do what you can to avoid getting sick.

Akechi: The enemies are stronger than ever. Don’t let your guard down.

Akechi: A world that panders to your every whim is so mundane. Where’s the thrill if there’s no competition?

Akechi: Do you prefer my previous outfit or this one? Moving around’s become much easier for me.

Akechi: This place is immense. If there weren’t train tracks everywhere, I’d bring my bike here.

Akechi: We’re working under the constraints of a time limit, so I’d appreciate it if you could be more efficient.

Akechi: If you’re looking for a way to train both your mind and your body, I highly recommend bouldering.

Akechi: You think I’m frightening when I fight? Well, I’m afraid you’re just going to have to accept it.

Akechi: I meant to tell you, regarding Shido… Thank you for keeping your promise.

Akechi: You may not like working with me, but I’m counting on your assistance until our goal is achieved.

Akechi: When we’re riding in the car like this, it’s easy to forget that we’re actually inside Mona.

Akechi: The Shadows here behave differently from the ones in the Palaces, don’t they?

Akechi: I’m getting a bit hungry. I should’ve eaten beforehand.

Akechi: I enjoy spending time in Kichijoji. It’s not very big, but there are plenty of trendy shops.

Akechi: Riding in the car may beat walking, but it doesn’t stop my legs from growing stiff and sore…

Sumire: I have a few different superstitions for good luck in my routines… They get sort of hard to drop.

Sumire: It was already hard for me to believe Palaces existed, but to think there’s such a massive one under Shibuya…

Sumire: It’s a bit cramped in here with this many people…

Sumire: I get stiff all over from just sitting in the car.

Sumire: Why is the one desert you get to eat during the week so delicious?

Sumire: A phantom thief outfit represents a person’s image of their rebellion, right?

Sumire: I wonder if I should try incorporating another sport into my gymnastics training.

Sumire: I wonder what I could use as inspiration for my performances…

Sumire: Swords are actually pretty hard to wield.

Sumire: Whenever I travel, I always end up buying some sort of good luck charm.

Sumire: Your outfits are all so unique. I can see coordinating them wasn’t a priority.

Sumire: This time of year, a heating pad’s an absolute must for keeping warm.

Sumire: Sometimes people will just walk up to me and ask me to show them a standing split.

Sumire: I’m in top shape today! Let’s keep going.

Sumire: Do you all stretch beforehand? You could pull a muscle if you don’t.

Sumire: It’s too bad gymnastics competitions aren’t on TV more often.

Sumire: Fighting makes for a pretty good workout, doesn’t it?

while I didn't transcribe responses, I did notice something a bit disappointing: neither Sumire nor Akechi seemed to have responses for anyone else. It's possible I missed one?? But not being able to remember any, they must not have many if they do have some. A bit odd.

#persona 5 #p5r #p5r spoilers #to pick from later

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