#OR AT LEAST HAVE A FUN DYNAMIC TO EXPLORE I SHOULD DATE THEM AND THEY SHOULD DATE EACH OTHER WE ALL HAVE 2 HANDS)

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hate how im now at a point where im legit like kicking my legs and grinning like an idiot over fictional characters SEND HELP

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@polaroid-steam-room : 'Something with Imposter and Nagito, maybe talking about identity stuff? At least I’d feel like it’d make for a unique and kinda comforting convo between the two! Ok this ended up way less comforting than you probably wanted I'm sorry AHGUAEGHUEG m(__)m. I do want to explore that type of conversation with them post canon, buuuut i want to save it for a later date hehe :3c but! I still thought they could've had an interesting dynamic in game, especially in the first chapter. I realised its kind of weird Imposter didn't see through Komaeda's ruse, all things considered, so explored that instead. I hope it still sort of hits what u wanted!!!!!!!! thank u for suggesting these two. Getting into Imposter's head and thinking about them a bit more seriously was acc rlly fun!! <3 I hope u like it <3

There was comfort in control. 

Maybe that comfort was the reason they chose to wear someone as commanding and imperious as the Ultimate Affluent Progeny. 

Komaeda Nagito was a nebulous personality. Most of the others had been easy to read from the second they said ‘hi’. Even someone like Hinata Hajime, who had forgotten so much more about himself than the rest of them had, was an open and well-worn book to them. They could’ve perfected his presentation in a second, even without knowledge on what his talent was. But Komaeda had been a bit more difficult than that. He was elusive, keeping to himself if he wasn’t keeping to Hinata’s side. 

Normally, unless completely necessary, they wouldn’t bother themselves with trying to untangle a knot as tightly wound as someone like Komaeda. But, with this whole ridiculous mess of a so-called ‘killing game’ they’d been unwillingly entered into…Well, you need a knot to tie a noose. 

Komaeda stood off to the side, leaning against a wall, seemingly content to watch the party pass him by. Every now and again, they’d catch his eye twitch towards a table at the back of the room, next to where he stood. It seemed habitual; protective. The way someone would keep watch of their belongings they left at their table at a cafe when they went up to the bar to order. 

Again, perhaps in any other situation, they wouldn’t find reason to worry over something so unobtrusive. But from what they could see, there was no reason Komaeda should be so pre-occupied with an empty table. In a situation like this, quirks like that were the most important to keep on top of. 

“Komaeda, have you eaten?”

Komaeda acted surprised, even though there was no way he couldn’t have noticed their approach. Muggy eyes wide and blinking clear as they quickly snatched away from that empty table once more.  

“Oh, hello Togami!” He smiled gently, and tittered a laugh, “Of course I’ve eaten! How could I pass up the opportunity to try food made for us by an Ultimate like Hanamura?” 

They held out a plate towards Komaeda, so filled with food it was a strain to hold with just one hand, “Have another plate, you need it.” 

If his back wasn’t already backed against a wall, they were sure Komaeda would’ve taken a step back, “I’m okay, really!” he pleaded, hands up in polite rejection. 

“It wasn’t a request.” 

They shoved the plate into Komaeda’s chest, and on instinct he grabbed it. He regarded it tentatively, an awkwardly stiff tilt in his shoulders. 

“Ah, Koizumi was right. You really are forceful.” He laughed lightly, relaxing a little. Togami wouldn’t react to such a pointless statement, so neither did they. Then, with a tilt of his head, the brightness that on the surface seemed characteristic to Komaeda returned, “But I guess it is to be expected of such a capable leader.” 

But Komaeda’s brightness was just that. Surface level. He was good at it. Obviously very practised at it. He wasn’t surprised that no one else seemed to have noticed. Even Togami, they were certain, wouldn’t have noticed. Togami would find him distasteful, annoying, and someone so completely not worth his time that even finding these two words to describe him would be more effort than Togami would believe he deserved. 

In any other circumstance, he would’ve stuck to his guns with this characterisation. If he let his own beliefs and intuition bleed into his act, it would reveal the act for what it was. If there was one thing, they could confidently say about themselves, it was that they were good at what they did. The fact that even Hope’s Peak had figured them out to bestow them the title ‘Ultimate Imposter’ was shocking. But he supposed that only spoke to the capabilities of an academy like Hope’s Peak. But this was simply something he just couldn’t ignore. 

They would be the first to admit that they had been out of character. If faced with this same situation, they were certain that the real Togami’s actions would have been exactly opposite of their own. Togami was ruthless, selfish, cold, and above all else, a horrible loser and an even worse winner. To someone like Togami, the only thing that really mattered as much as his family’s name was winning. Togami’s, historically, didn’t lose. The Togami heir would not be the end of that streak. No, the real Togami in this situation would be the exact person Monokuma would want in his game, because Togami would play to win, and would not take even a second to care for the people in the game with him. 

But they just couldn’t sit comfortably in that role. Despite what he knew of Togami, he couldn’t in good faith look these people in their eyes, people that were supposed to be his classmates, all just as confused and lost and scared as they were and tell them that he would throw them all under the bus if it meant getting off this island and getting back to his work. 

Luckily for them, for what they and the rest of their class could remember, none of them knew Togami Byakuya. So, none of them would question their motives for trying so hard to keep all of them safe. After all, when all was said and done, could they really claim the title Ultimate Imposter if they couldn’t even perform a personality out of character in a convincing way? 

“Fat is important to keep you alive. In stressful situations like this, eating well is especially important. I don’t want you dying for a reason as pathetic as malnutrition, especially not while I am your leader.” 

Komaeda chuckled amicably in place of a response, and accepted the plate completely, giving it another nervous once over. They treated him much the same, their eyes scanning him from the toe of his scuffed brown leather shoes (subtly expensive, understated and unnoticeable if you didn’t know what you were looking at) to the tip of the unruly, curly white mop of his hair (unnatural and unhealthy. All the more so when you caught sight of the pale, blushing, strawberry blonde that lingered in the crook of his neck). 

“Plus,” They started, folding their arms. Komaeda stared at him innocently, “It must take up a lot of energy, keeping up this facade you’re performing.” 

Komaeda tripped; Togami smirked. 

He recovered quickly, in the blink of an eye, smiling awkwardly and titling his head with a disarming curiosity, but they didn’t miss the stiffness that returned in his shoulders, 

“Ah, pardon?” 

“Don’t make me repeat myself.” Togami replied, cool and just slightly irritated. Then, that harsh, blunt cover fell back, and they looked away, “It's not an issue. I understand. More than you’d know.” 

Surprisingly, Komaeda actually seemed to back down a little, his guard dropping an inch, his smile turning wiry, “...I’m not so sure about that.” 

Despite themselves, they felt themself responding much the same. 

The more they thought about it, the more his facade made sense. They thought back to the confident way he tried to speak, the way he shakingly grabbed at the attention of his peers, his grip as perfect and practised as a baby grabbing for its favourite toy. That is to say, it was cack-handed and clumsy, and landed poorly every single time. They thought of how easily he sunk back from Saionji’s remarks, how he accepted them without protest. In those moments, he seemed much more comfortable than any other time they’d seen him. Then there was his attachment to Hinata, someone who, through no fault of his own, was the only true outcast amongst their group. With no idea of what his talent was, Hinata was, unfortunately, a bit lost amongst the rest of them. Who, with nothing else to hold onto, at least had the confidence of knowing who they were, what their role was. Komaeda was optimistic, friendly, and agreeable, even when he probably really shouldn’t have been, and seemed to care very deeply about how he came off to everyone around him. The effort he put in to clean this room for this party at such short notice was evidence enough of that. It was the only time they had seen him nearly brag about something he’d done or speak even close to positively about himself. He was meek and quiet, and overall, just seemed…

Lonely. 

Well, that was something they certainly could understand. 

“There is comfort in hiding yourself.” They replied, their eyes scanning across the room, checking in on the people happily enjoying the party around them. Oowari and Mioda were being a bit too rowdy and getting shouted at for it by Saionji (Hinata watched them from the sides, laughing a little at what they were doing, but not too much. Maybe he’d have to talk to him about all this as well), “The person I present myself as is never usually the person I really am inside, if I was completely truthful.” Their eyes spared a passing glance at Komaeda. The intense, unblinking stare he levelled them with was unsettling. Togami didn’t feel it, and held it back, just as insistent, “It’s a useful strategy for business. It keeps you separated from your work, makes sure you don’t take anything too personally so you can focus on one, clear goal. The total and complete domination of the Togami Industry, above all others.” 

Komaeda blinked widely, his heavy stare not really seeing Togami, before it drifted off to the side, “I suppose.” Then, he was back, bright and chipper, “I can see why the Togami company has historically done so well. You’re going to do amazing, once you inherit it.” 

“I know that well enough.” He shot back dismissively, then they relented, softening once more, “But…It’s not easy. The price you pay for that safety is…You can never truly get close to someone.” 

They hoped the weight of their stare matched the weight of their words, really made what they were trying to say, as Togami may say it, sink in. 

“...What a lonely life.” Komaeda said wistfully. For a moment, his bright eyes turned cloudy, his smile dropped. Like white noise, it was only when it was gone that they really realised how present it usually was. Then, once it returned, it stood out more than it ever had.  

Komaeda understood. They wished they could feel better about that fact. They felt their heart ache, just a little. Even if they had guessed as much, it was another thing to see their suspicions confirmed. Along with the sympathy came a spike of guilt they tried desperately to shake. They tried to remind themselves that they had to treat everyone with a level of suspicion. That is what Togami would do. The logical, clinical response to a situation so incredibly illogical, and what they needed to do to make sure everyone survived. But the guilt persisted, in spite of this logic. Komaeda had been higher than most on their watchlist, nearly higher than even Hinata, (who was the most suspicious out of all of them) only because of his closed off, peculiar demeanour. To suspect someone, just because they were a bit awkward, a bit unconfident, a bit…Different. Maybe it was what Togami would’ve done, but it didn’t make them feel any better about it. 

“‘Lonely’ is a pathetic word to describe the feeling.” Togami replied coldly. He locked eyes with Komaeda, and he shifted under his stare, “It’s a living hell.” They replied, a truth in their words so deep and unnatural to Togami, that for a small second, they felt uncertain. It was enough that, despite what he wanted, what Togami wanted, they broke eye contact first. It was dangerous, a little too far. Something in Komaeda’s face changed, and they quickly shifted gears. Togami closed his eyes, and smirked with a confidence they didn’t feel, “If you really wish to see these bonds between us all come to fruition as you say, perhaps it’s something you should consider.” 

That piercing look, stripping them like a nail through orange peel, disappeared. They felt it lift like a physical weight. Once it was gone, it was like it was never there in the first place. Komaeda smiled prettily, a slight glimpse of his white teeth peeking through, as he apologised, 

“Thank you for your concern, Togami. I’m sorry I made you worry.” 

Togami scoffed, “Don’t be stupid.” He scolded him, looking at him down his nose. Komaeda lowered his head, laughing quietly, and the control fell comfortably back into Togami’s hands. It was relieving. It made them stand on his feet a little steadier. 

“Ah, of course. I overstepped there, how lame of me.” Komaeda sighed. Then, a hard, serious look grew on his face, much more serious than was needed, “No, you’re absolutely right. I completely understand. It is exactly as you said it.” Komaeda looked at him, but it was…Different. Something disquieting sat in their stomach, like a small stray piece of burning shrapnel. A splinter that broke under their skin as it was recklessly pulled free. “In the end, above all else, your end goal must be your main focus, and you must be whoever you need to be to see that goal through to its glorious end.” 

Komaeda’s voice was the same as it ever was, breathy and light. But something was…wrong. Something undetectable, he couldn’t put his finger on it. He just knew something wasn’t right. Carbon dioxide. Silent, odourless. Deadly. 

The alarm blared in their head, a niggling beep they couldn’t ignore. 

“...And what is your goal exactly?” They asked. Years of practice kept Togami’s voice solid, portrayed none of the uncertainty they felt underneath his skin. 

Komaeda smiled. The beeping persisted. 

Togami didn’t flinch in the face of intimidation, so he didn’t swallow the nerves that built in the back of their throat.

“To see everyone here working together to make their hope shine brightly.”

Komaeda’s smile didn’t waver. The bright spark in their eye didn’t dim, and no matter how hard they pried, nothing budged. Everything stayed solid, real, genuine. 

So why did it all feel so…Wrong? 

“Hm…” 

That guilt they felt from before resurfaced. What had Komaeda really done to make them suspect him so harshly? Komaeda had been nothing but kind, nothing but helpful, and in his own, solid, truthful words, stated his plan was the exact same as their own. Komaeda had shown himself as nothing but their ally, supported their idea from the start, even while everyone else had cast doubt over it. Now they were suspecting him, because he smiled a bit weirdly? Because his stare was unsettling? Because he was a bit…Different? 

The circumstances were getting to him. This suspicion, distrust with no basis, was exactly what Monokuma wanted. Togami wouldn’t play into the hands of someone like Monokuma. He’d win on his own terms. They were inclined to agree. 

If there was someone to suspect, it just made this whole awful mess easier. With a place to point their finger, they’d know how to act, know how to win, know how to keep everyone safe.  

They changed the batteries in the alarm. Pushed the button to reset. The alarm stopped. They pretended it made them feel better. 

Togami huffed a laugh, and they turned away, with one final command, “Eat. You need fat on your bones. The island wind will blow you away.” 

“Yessir!” Komaeda replied playfully, his eyes scrunching handsomely as he giggled. 

Together they’d stand, divided they’d fall. That was the real truth at the centre of all this mess. It was what they needed to hold onto, in the face of everything else. Despite what Togami may want, they were not going to let any of them turn into murderers. 

There was comfort in control. But they would not let that comfort make a fool out of them.

[daiyu-amaya]

I love your TMNT fics too! Can you galk about all of your TMNT ships please? 🥺

Fic name followed by the pairings as currently, my three fics have three very different versions of these characters lol

Last Knight Saki/Raphael: Saki has always been one of my favorite villains, and it's almost difficult not to see the goofy guy from the 87 series. But In some versions of TMNT Saki is a cold-hearted monster and in Last Knight, he isn't a good guy, Saki is a mobster, he is a killer, and more importantly he is a human being. He has feelings, and for the most part, he knows some of the things he does are really fucked up. Raphael is very much a ninja capable of killing, but he's also the heart of his family. If anything Saki's bringing the true ninja out of Raphael even while they're falling deeper into a romantic relationship. This is also probably the closest I'll get to writing a soulmate fic for TMNT 😂 I enjoy writing these two interactions because there is so much I can do with them, they both are very versatile characters. Mikey/Tiger Claw: I wanted to try out this pairing as I hadn't written for Tiger Claw before and toeing the line between enemies and not enemies has always been something I'm fond of writing. These two might not stay in a relationship but they'll have fun while they are in it lol Bebop/Rocksteady: Funny to say but this is one of my OTP's, you just don't get Bebop without Rocksteady, and the same in reverse. I hadn't written for them before and I really wanted to at least hint at it as they aren't the main pairing or even the secondary lol Hamato Yoshi/Tang Shen: A Canon Pairing but one I'll keep because it is tragic and Splinter is really messed up from her death, it's fun to write different ways she died, and also how much everyone involved regretted her dying so needlessly.

Pac-Man Mikey/Delisha: Delisha is an OC of mine that I made for Mikey to fall in love with. De is my first attempt at a trans character and a romantic partner for Mikey! She's funny and adores Mikey, she also works for Shredder as a receptionist and sometimes as a medic. That actually doesn't bother Mikey that she works for the enemy because he adores her. Of course, if she worked against him and his brothers that would certainly start an argument and a possible breakup for these two. Donatello/Saki: The Main pairing for Pac-Man. They are going to hurt each other, Both of them are really messed up Donnie having gone through a situation that really made him switch up his game and Saki just being the normal paranoid bastard that he can be lol Of course their differences are going to start arguments and Saki isn't just going to allow Donnie to control whatever their wacky relationship is and Donnie isn't going to give up power that easily. Casey/Raphael: Not my usual cup of tea, but I don't mind occasionally writing pairs that I wouldn't normally, and I also got the idea because someone asked me if Donnie's with Saki who's Raph with lol They are best friends so it's easy to transition that into a more romantic relationship. They still do all their normal stuff, but now they also cuddle on the couch to watch movies-kiss, etc. Leo/Rocksteady/Bebop: I was learning about terminology and QPR caught my attention. I'd already planned for Rocksteady/Bebop for this fic but adding Leo in a Queer platonic relationship with them had all the guys dating lol April/Venus: I was researching and was reminded once again that Venus was a thing and I should add her coming back into the guy's lives after having been away for a while. Pairing her off with April gave me Casey/Raph vibes and I liked that so I added it in, Not sure If I'll write this paring again after this fic but I'll have fun exploring their dynamic in the fic.

Nova Saki/Raphael: The Saki in this is a much better person than he is in Last Knight and Pac-Man. He's also really messed up from a long possession and learning how to live in a new era. Raphael in this is learning what it's like to be stabbed in the back by 'friends'. They begin to trust each other and eventually grow romantic feelings for each other. Now when the family finds out well that's going to be fun to write lol

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Yeah yeah yeah I'd love to hear your thoughts on the dynamics!!!

OKAY. SO. To restate myself: I THINK (almost) EVERY OAK AND CLOSE/FOSTER SHIP IS SO INTERESTING. They always have something fun going on … and also they’re always bi4bi which is deeply important to me. Sorry if any of this is hard to understand I am so so tired XD

Meryl and Hildy are the only two where I’ve not really dedicated thought to them. However, I could absolutely see them as like… you know that trope of a Casanova desperately chasing after the only woman who isn’t interested in him? THAT. THEY ARE THAT TO ME. Hildy is too focused on her career for men and it drives Meryl crazy

My thoughts on Barry and Bill should not be said in a public setting but I will provide this

Barry is gray and bill is blue. He should fuck that old man (purposefully ambiguous on who I mean). Anyways

My feelings on Glennry are. Well explored LMAO They’re my favorite ship! I know they can be super toxic as a ship, but I do really love them, most of all, as a ship where both parties fight tooth and nail to get better for the other. Because they understand each other and care for one another and the other person is just so so so fucking worth it to them. It makes me happy :]

Henry/Jodie is like, a sleeper agent in my mind. I think they have the capacity to be so fuckin compelling but I’m usually dedicating too much time to Glennry and Rodie to think about it. I LOVE these two though. I’m not usually a huge fan of Jodie struggling with his sexuality (it’s just funnier to me if he dated Scam with no hesitation.) but I’m in love with it specifically for Henry/Jodie contexts. Something about Henry being so loose and free with his sexuality contrasted with Jodie being so buttoned up about everything makes me so fhdksgajdhskdh!!! And of course, it is canon in that one AU-of-an-AU for MnMoms LMAO

Nark <3 one of my original ships and one I’ve been thinking about a lot this weekend. The PEAK of adhd boyfriend/autism boyfriend in my mind. As I said the other day - I love them as established but ambiguous. No one knows what their relationship is, least of all them, but it has been going on for years. I find them really interesting but I don’t tend to agree with some of the like, I dunno, trademark features of popular Nark dynamics? I think Nicky is the type to do anything to get approval from those who cares about, way more so than I’ve seen some people give him credit for (more, maybe they give him too much credit? Wording LOL), and I think Lark feels intense guilt for the mere act of existing, and I think these two characteristics are SO fun to throw up against each other. Also I know Nicky is a cool alt demon boy when they’re teens, but he’s still a cop’s son and I LOOOVE that in contrast to Lark’s hot-to-those-in-his-age-group brooding and general delinquency vibes (ie (our only real example) swapping places with his twin so he can risk his life LMAO). GOD SORRY IM RAMBLING ABOUT NARK NOW I like them. A lot

In contrast to Nark, I think the general consensus on Lovesong is awesome. Sparrow and Nicky liked each other so much as teenagers, they were an adorable T4T couple, they’re adhd boyfriend/autism girlfriend, and now they’re the worlds messiest exes ever and it’s everyone’s problem <3 ohhh sword to throat scene, you will ALWAYS be famous. I also love them with a dynamic of like… Sparrow being much more confident around Nicky, but struggling a lot in general social interactions. Something about her blossoming and opening up when around Nicky in particular, and maybe neither of them even notice at first… but then one day it clicks. They’re just SO comfortable around each other and I love thinking about like. The details of how that relationship dissolves, and how much worse it must have made the betrayal. Their current antagonism is made so so so interesting, especially when Sparrow is such a pushover to everyone BUT Nicky… OUGH. LOVE THEM!!!! (do you guys like how I automatically trans fem Sparrow in Lovesong settings specifically LMAO)

Oakworthy is another one I’ve talked about at length. They are two bugs I am raising in captivity together and they keep trying to each other, so I have to separate them, but I put them back together anyways. Because thIS IS HOW OAKWORTHY CAN STILL WIN-!! I love these two, fully immersed in the fantasy that they’re going to fix things and get together in the end. I think the fact that they both have such strong identity issues but in different ways - Hermie has no idea who he truly is and tries on a million masks to compensate, while Normal tries so desperately to be someone else but his true identity always shows in the end - makes for a REEEALLY interesting dynamic. They both try so hard to be who the other person wants, and fail to realize that what the other wants is for them to be themselves. Makes me crazy

AND FINALLY. NORMAL/TAYLOR. Tayloak <3 only something I’ve started thinking about, like… in the past few weeks XD but I think they’re REALLY FUN. Obviously there’s this massive aspect of Normals jealousy of (and over) Taylor, which can be fun to play with in a “do I want him or do I want to be him” way! I think those types of crushes are SO funny in fiction. And also. Once again. They fit the autism x adhd dynamic except this time, they’re both high energy. Tackling as a love language. To me.

Obviously, all of this is just my personal opinion!!! I do not pretend to know these characters better than anybody else (except Jodie.) and this is just my interpretation of these ships :] if people have wildly different opinions I’d love to hear em as well, just be nice LOL

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*approaching hornets' nest with a baseball bat* it is 1:30 AM and I have opinions about Jason, Nico and Will's dynamic and what I want it to be in TSatS. But I will put them behind a cut (provided it works properly, I am on mobile).

First: Nico loves Will. I feel like this should be obvious all things considered. But I keep seeing people saying that Will's a rebound or a consolation prize because Jason (or occasionally Percy) was taken, and... no. Nico loves Will. He loves Will so much that when he looks at the personification of love itself he sees Will. That's not a rebound situation! Nico chose to be with Will because he wants to be with Will, not because "the better options were taken". I'd say at the absolute most Jason already being in a relationship made the decision easier, but Nico chose Will because he wanted Will.

Second: Nico also loves Jason. Whether you view it as romantic or platonic he 100% loves Jason. Personally some things in both he and Jason's POV chapters in BoO make me think that both of them had at least some romantic feelings towards each other, but what pushes me into really thinking that there was definitely something there is the bit in the excerpt where Nico is speaking to Favonius in his dream and (paraphrasing, I don't have the excerpt in front of me) he asks "Will Jason be there when I talk to Cupid?" and Favonius replies "No, he's gone, they all go eventually", because that last bit feels like it's referring back to Favonius's relationship with Hyacinthus and how that was an explicitly romantic relationship that could've been something other (and maybe even better) than it was but was ultimately cut off by the presence of someone else (and eventually death) and now they'll never know. Which to be clear is not me making a dig at Piper or Will, neither of them did anything wrong and it's a shame I feel like I have to clarify that (and it's not an exact parallel, obviously, Nico sure as hell wasn't responsible for Jason's death for one), but it does lead into my next point.

The dynamic I want here is that Nico loves Will and is so happy with him, but Jason is always going to be his biggest "what if". And importantly that does not in any way devalue his relationship with Will! You can be in love with two people, and choose one of them, and still wonder what your life would be like if you'd chosen the other without that lessening your love for the one you did choose! But there's always going to be that little niggling voice, sometimes easy to ignore and sometimes not, asking what if. What if Jason and Piper had broken up earlier, before Nico and Will really started heading towards a relationship? What if Nico had really probed his own feelings for Jason and considered what exactly it was he felt for the guy? What if he'd sat down with Will and Jason and the three of them had had a talk about feelings and romance and where they wanted to go (because polyamory is an option here, Nico has two hands and all)?

And the really fun and angsty question: If Jason had ended up dating Nico, would he still be alive? Because the impression I got was that he went to school in Pasadena to be close to Piper, so if he was dating someone who stayed at camp for the year... maybe he would've gone to school in Manhattan. Maybe he would've been out of Caligula's reach. Or maybe it was all inevitable and there was nothing that could've saved him, but they'll never know now. And it's that fact, the fact that they will never know what might have been and will never have the chance to explore it, that I think would haunt Nico. They could've been happy, it would've been good (especially with the aforementioned polyamory), and now that path is cut off forever and he will never know what they could have become.

Also: I really want the inevitable pre-ToA flashbacks to show Will and Jason interacting with each other as well as Nico. I feel like they'd be friends, if only in a "We don't actively dislike each other and this person we both really like really likes both of us and would be sad if we couldn't get along, so I guess we're friends now" sort of way.

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that 90′s show review

hello im back

spoilers ahead

I watched That 70′s Show like it was a religion when I was younger so I had quite a few expectations going into this.

Guest appearances from the original cast were funny and very nostalgic. Red and Kitty seem like they never left the roles, love them in this. The show itself had likable characters who looked the ages they were supposed to be (15 to 16 years old). Leia was a great combination of Eric and Donna without feeling repetitive. She’s dorky and awkward like Eric but her actual interests are completely different and tends to lean towards Donna in how she treats her friends and her interests. I think Gwen is the most like Donna; into the feminist movement/women empowerment. She’s raised by one (messy) parent. Her rebellious streak does remind me of Hyde as well as her temperament. It’s a fresh take on older characters. Same with Jay. Similar to Kelso but mostly in his expressions and maturity - he has Jackie’s heart and head. They never clarify whether or not Jackie is his biological mom but in the very least she is helping raise him and it shows. Nikki is smart, driven, confident but cold. She doesn’t really remind me of one particular OG character but that adds to the new elements of this show. Nate and Ozzie also don’t remind me of anyone on the OG show but I know they modelled Ozzie after Fez. The only overlap, in my opinion, is that they are both flamboyant. Ozzie’s secure in his own skin, knowledgeable about current culture and not emotional. 

Jay and Leia remind me so much of Donna and Eric. It’s puppy love and first love for both of them. He calms her down when she’s stressed but doesn’t dismiss her concerns. I really thought this would be my ship on the show. But I think they both have a lot of maturing to do (again they’re 15) and I could actually see them breaking up over the school year. To move the plot forward, it’s probably for the best. Same with Nate and Nikki. I have to admit, Gwen and Nikki have more chemistry. Nate is the most emotionally intelligent one in the group and I think that's why the scenes with Leia actually work. They are both people who feel their emotions and act on them (e.g. both of their jealousy story lines). Its well established that they both have jealous streaks so that will be a fun dynamic to explore in a later season. It was a little rushed but thinking within the season’s timeline: she arrived July 4th and left end of August. That’s about 6 weeks in which she met everyone, started flirting with Jay, dating Jay, and got broken up with (and back together). I like the triangle dynamic, Nate and her have a better foundation as friends. She can go to him for advice and understanding. She’s had more of an emotionally connection with him. Gwen not being as into or interested in boys leads me to believe she is probably going to have a coming out plot later. I like her as Leia’s friend but I think Niki and her are a better match. The 90′s had embraced a lot of wlw energy and I want more of that on the show. 

Underrated duo’s I want to see more of next season: Ozzie and Kitty (I cried when he came out to her), Nate and Gwen (their sibling’s episode was adorable), Red and Nikki (she gets him lol), Leia and Nikki (big sister vibes), and Nikki and Gwen (they may be too powerful together).

I hated almost everything they did with the old characters. Eric and Donna were fine but they didn’t stay in touch with Jackie and Kelso?? Jackie and Kelso stayed in town but lost contact with Red and Kitty?? Both of them stepped in when Jackie’s dad was arrested and her mom was AWOL. Jay and Leia should already know each other!! He could have been her connection to meet everyone else. They could have been childhood friends to lovers like Eric and Donna were. Fez’s story lines were good, it was what I expected from him. He stayed around, stayed in touch with Kitty and, while being successful, still struggles with getting too emotionally attached to women. They didn’t mention Hyde once but I understood that. Saying something like “he’s in jail” or “he’s a deadbeat” would be out of character after his development in the OG. But if he wasn’t either of those things, he had no reason to not be involved with the Forman’s who took him in for a better life. 

All in all: potential is there. I would like this to get renewed to see more character development as there was little to none outside of Leia (again they are 15 and this is 6 weeks). I think it could be great like That 70′s Show. For now though it’s just a good, easy watch.

[lg-secretsx]

Hello, I have some questions and a need for advice, if that's ok. I've read a lot about Dom/Sub type of relationships, and part of me wants to try to find someone with the dynamic that I'm looking for, but I think that I fall in to all of the "red flag" criteria that people warn Doms about. I don't know what my limits are. I can't find out until they're done to me. I don't know how to say no. I am not assertive. I don't react to things with facial expressions, or even tone of voice. I've yet to react sexually to anything. I am everything that a Dom would avoid. Should I just lie? Is it worth it?

Hey there, happy to help! Overall, I think you have some valid concerns about things that could make being a sub less safe and healthy. But the fact that you have those concerns actually sets you up to be safer and healthier because it shows you know what you need to work on to take care of yourself when you get into D/s.

I am not in the business of telling people not to pursue their sexual and romantic desires. Submitting is fun and liberating for a lot of people, so if it's something you want, I want to encourage you to find a way to be able to pursue it in a way that's good for your emotional, sexual & mental wellbeing. And I think you can! It's just about finding a partner that you feel safe with, can trust, and can actually share all of these concerns (and more) with so that the two of you can figure out the healthiest dynamic together.

To address some of your concerns specifically:

I don't know what my limits are. I can't find out until they're done to me. This is totally normal. I can see why you would have the impression that you need to know all of this because a lot of people on Tumblr go around posting lists of their kinks and limits. But that is mostly stuff that's learned through trust, trial, & communication.

I don't know how to say no. I'm not assertive. A looott of subs are not assertive. That's actually why many of us like submitting - it relieves us of the uncomfortable pressure to assert ourselves. But we have safe sex by working with our partner to figure out ways to tell them what we want & don't want, even if responding via facial expressions etc. doesn't come naturally for you.

Also, the fact that you know that saying no is hard for you shows that, at the very least, you are aware of when you want to say no. A good partner will check in with you often and give you open opportunities to say no. Even if you have slip-ups (not saying no when you wish you had), being aware of what you didn't like gives you the ability to bring it up to your Dom in a conversation later so they know for next time.

That said, you need to practice saying no. I understand that it's hard for you, but by flat-out saying that you don't know how to do it you are making the choice to keep always saying "yes" because it's easier. Do the hard thing, starting with things that are totally non-sex related. Say no. You're worthy of having what YOU want, and people who reject you for that are not worth your energy, love, or attention.

Remember that D/s is something that 2 people build together over time. Don't date a Dom who says they know everything -- they're just going to lay whatever they want on you. Date a real person, get to know them, share your curiosities, have open conversations, and explore your sexuality together. You just need to be able to communicate.

The only times I would really advise against someone being a sub is if they have very very low self worth or internalized misogyny and are using submission as a means of self-harm. And even in that case, I still think they could submit to a Dom who is aware of their issues (and larger societal pressures) and wants to show them what loving dominance can look like.

Hope this helps :) 💌

[intothewickedwood]

Ruby or Mulan, Maleficent or Cruella, Dragon Queen or Outlaw Queen, Shadow Queen or Regina x Kathryn?

Gaaah! Thank you for the questions! These are challenging, for sure!

Ruby. But it's close! The werewolf thing wins it for me, and also because she was in Season One. I have a lot of Season 1 feelings. And also her friendship with Snow! And "Red-Handed" being one of my favorite episodes. She's a great and tragic character who does her best to help others no matter what she's going through herself.

I do love Mulan a lot, though. I may be in love with both Red and Mulan. Oops! I just wish we'd gotten more of Mulan. I loved her dynamics with every character she interacted with. She's such a badass. Mulan x Aurora x Phillip is one of my favorite ships in the show, and I also wouldn't have said no to Mulan and Ruby ending up together. Mulan deserved better.

Cruella. I agree with you about having a lot of room to explore with Maleficent, as she could have done with a bit more development in the show. I'd have at least loved to have seen more of her relationship with Lily. She was an adorable mom in the one episode we got to see them interact. But Cruella makes me laugh out loud. She has some of the best lines. "Sympathy for the De Vil" is one of my favorite, most unique episodes. She just wants to murder people! Let her have her happy ending, Isaac! xD. I don't know, she's just so fun, but I do still really enjoy Maleficent. I wish they'd explained what the heck happened with her and Aurora's parents. I like to believe she was in love with Briar Rose, and it went terribly wrong.

Definitely Dragon Queen. I've just been having a discussion on a different website about how Robin Hood was possibly evil the whole time. Looking at the evidence, his words don't match up with his actions. If he wants to steal from the rich, why date Regina? His code says he can't divorce his wife, but he'll… let her die instead? In the book, there is a page which shows that when he met Marian, he planned to kidnap her for ransom, yet he tells Will that he tried to steal her horse, didn't because she was poor, and from that day forward, he chose to steal only from the rich and give to the poor. Yet, in "Heart of Gold," we see that he only decides to steal from the rich and give to the poor long after he and Marian are a couple. Not to mention he shot at Regina without hesitation when looking for the Wicked Witch and, knowing at the time that the Wicked Witch had bright red hair, hid in the bushes and aimed his arrow at the back of a clearly dark-haired Regina's head for a good while before making his presence known. It's just a theory, but I do wonder if he had a plot for revenge against her all along, at least at first. I think that would have made him a much more interesting character. Otherwise, I struggle to make sense of why Regina, post formation of the Evil Queen, would want to be with someone like him. She kinda had to change her personality during their interactions just to make it make a little sense. It's just not for me. But power to those who like it, and I may adopt the revenge plot theory as headcanon, which might make me more invested in them.

Dragon Queen, on the other hand, has to be canon, right? I mean, the intensity of the moments when their noses almost touch. I think they should have kissed. There is so much blatant subtext there, and it's so wonderfully gay. Okay, so Regina rode home on a dragon. Okay, girl, I see you. "Are you a bad girl, Regina?" "The worst." I mean, come on! Everything that comes out of their mouths when they interact just screams "we are exes who can't stop flirting with each other." I love it! I wish it was more explicit!

Okay, this last one is really freaking hard. I do love both almost equally, but I've been thinking a lot about Regina x Kathryn lately and their potential, and I just wanna go back to season 1 and make them fall in love. I want the angst post-season 1. I need it! I honestly would have been ecstatic if Regina had ended up with either of them. And it's totally cool that she ended up single at the end. That was a nice way to demonstrate that happy endings/beginnings don't have to involve romantic love. But goddamn, I wish Facilier didn't die. I know love triangles aren't popular, but heck, if they'd brought Facilier in earlier and had a Kathryn/Regina/Facilier love triangle, I would have been very happy. Idk, I love both pairings, but the Kathryn x Regina friends-to-lovers gets me. And we could have gotten so much more Kathryn. *Cries forever*.

[morphomixz]

Eclipsed in Paris (Miraculous x Reader) Pt 7

10:13:27 am, Saturday, April 20th, Paris, France

Two days have passed since the introduction of Rogue to the French public, and in two days speculation has already arisen as to who is behind the mask. Alya's Ladyblog has imploded with new information, and super "villain" attacks appear to be a daily occurrence. 

It's strange calling them villains. Yes, they are acting out with the powers given to them by moth-man, but their abilities are affected by negative emotions. If they are no longer sad or angry, jealous even, then their powers should theoretically disappear with the feelings. 

Anyways, with a new superhero on the loose, Paris has started to question if Rogue is with their normal dynamic duo or simply offered a helping hand to deal with Prime Queen. Chloe's been doing better since the whole subway train gum scenario. Her jacket may never recover, nor will her pores, but mentally she seems unscarred by the experience. However, I can feel something bubbling just below the surface. She's going to act out soon, I can feel it; someone unfortunately will be hurt in some capacity because of her actions. Moving on, however...

So far, I've fought a ratings-obsessed reporter and an ice cream man-monster thing alongside Ladybug as well as Chat Noir. She's yet to ask about Bazoo and the Bat Miraculous, but I know she's curious. Chat's asked twice now. The first time was right after Prime Queen was defeated and I got out of it because he had little time left in his hero form. The second time, was when Andre the "sweethearts" ice cream maker was de-akumatized. 

~ Flashback ~

"So, now that we have more time, mind telling me where you got your miraculous little bat?", Chat Noir inquired while trapping me in a corner. He clearly wasn't giving up this time and Ladybug had already run off to wherever she needed to be. "Only if you tell me how you got your's kitten" I replied in a teasing tone, leaning forward into the small gap between us, as my voice became lower. That apparently got him a bit hot under the collar because he began sputtering nonsense, his face glowing with the rosy flush before he turned around quickly, thus releasing me from the corner,  leaving the building we were standing on, and heading off to likely detransform just out of sight to head home. Silly kitten can play the flirting game, but can't seem to take it when someone starts flirting back. Or at least, I think it was him flirting. He reminds me of what having a little brother would be like. Embarrassing them for the fun of it, so none of the "flirting" meant anything to me. Besides, he's a superhero with a secret identity he can't reveal to anyone. How would dating even work?

~ End of Flashback ~

I enjoy being a superhero, at least I think I do. It's almost cathartic. With everything going on, only having one song finished for the album and needing eleven more, the makeup launch in a few weeks, modeling for Agreste fashions soon, designing my own clothing line inspired by Paris, and auditions for movie roles in two months; which got added to my plate in the phone call I missed during the Prime Queen debacle, there is virtually no time to be a superhero, but when I'm Rogue, it's freeing. I'm a different person, like my personality when I'm Y/N Bougeouis is eclipsed by Rogue and when I detransform, Rogue is eclipsed by the idol personality. Rogue is idle when Y/N is in control and Y/N is idle when Rogue is present. No side is completely myself, and both have true aspects of my personality, but neither is one singularity. 

12:56:12 pm, Monday, April 22nd, Paris, France

Going to school was getting old. Yes, it was exciting at first but the lustrous shine has faded. Now, I'd give anything to be back at the hotel or at work instead of in class, but I guess today isn't so bad. Marinette's dad is teaching the class today. Apparently, the baker who I met while exploring is her father so that actually explains a lot. 

"I'll let you in on a little secret. I always add cream to the chocolate to make the ganache extra velvety. Then I let infuse for one minute." Marinette's father said while demonstrating his actions. I stood off to the side next to Kim and Max, while Chloe and Sabrina stood near the back. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Chloe becoming agitated which is never a good sign. Then she opened up her mouth, " Urgh! Do they seriously think I'm going to get my hands dirty, cooking like some maid? If I want a croissant, I'd just make my butler get it for me." came her entitled decree to Sabrina. She really needs to be hit upside the head sometimes. The sweet, pink girl; I think her name's Rose gave Chloe a gentle reminder that Mr. Dupain-Chang wasn't making croissants and that may have pushed her over the edge I think. Maybe I'll listen in slightly while focusing my attention back on Mr. Dupain-Chang when he said, "It's all done with a flick of the wrist. But you mustn't go too fast or you might splash yourself!" That's when Chloe's real entitlement showed through as she made the comment, " And soil my Chenal pants? Who's he kidding?" Jeez Chloe, if you're going to act entitled at least pronounce the brand name correctly...

M. Dupain-Chang had just said, "Look at this lovely emulsion." when I heard dial tones just behind me and saw Chloe dialing someone on her phone. This isn't going to end well, whatever it is that she's doing. Then, Marinette was sent out of the room with the mixture to take it to the kitchen to chill for a while, and as she left I noticed Chloe's smirk getting wider. Almost cheshire like. Mr. Dupain-Chang in the meantime began showing us how to whip egg whites, until the fire alarm went off... Chloe, what did you do this time?

Mrs. Bustier was the first to speak, giving direction as she said, "Quietly, students. Single file line, please. Just keep moving." Chloe lead the group out of the classroom, high and mighty with her head held high. I'm afraid she doesn't realize how heavy the head that wears the crown is though. 

Mr. Damocles had just finished claiming it was a false alarm saying, "So, some smart aleck had the bright idea of calling the fire department." which lead to a gasp from several students.  "Somebody amongst us thought it would be funny to waste the fire captain's valuable time," he said while ignoring the protesting of the fire captain, " Hold on! I want the guilty party to apologize to you." What is Chloe's angle with this? Marinette and Alya were speaking off to the side, likely about Chloe if I could assume when Chloe's own hand went in the air.

"Mr. Damocles, sir?" she asked in a pseudo-innocent voice. Ah, shit here we go. In a saccharinely-sweet voice, Chloe said, " I saw a student leaving the classroom right before the alarm went off. It must have been her." So that's what she's doing. Apparently, Mr. Damocles bought it because he immediately said, " Really? Who was it?"

Her voice turning accusatory in nature, she called out, " Let's see if she'll come clean. What do you say, Marinette Dupain-Cheng?" causing another round of gasps to go throughout the room. A grimace came across my face as I made eye contact with Chloe which caused her smile to drop for a moment before it shifted to an indignant expression. Accidentally making eye contact with Adrien while tuning out Mr. Damocles, it appears the same thought crossed our minds, and Adrien spoke out. 

"Urgh, wait. Excuse me, sir!" he called out as Marinette appeared to pant. "It couldn't possibly be Marinette. Why would she disrupt her own father's cooking class?" he reasoned. Alya joined in with, " And I know for a fact that Marinette didn't even have her phone on her when she went out of the classroom." trying to further prove Marinette's innocence. Once again, the fire captain tried to leave but after hearing the claims of secondary parties, Mr. Damocles stopped him from leaving by saying "Just one more second. We're very close to discovering the truth." Jeez, this is going to be a long day. 

I tuned out for a while until Kim nudged me bringing me back into the mess in front of us. I could hear my cousin just finished saying, "What?! I'm not so sure my father will react kindly to me or my cousin being punished without any proof!" pulling out her phone in a threatening manner. She just dragged me into this, didn't she? Apparently, it got to Mr. Damocles because he immediately soothed her with an "Oh, no! Please, don't disrupt the busy mayor." before clearing his throat and saying, "The whole school is punished except for the Miss Bourgeois's!" which sent a flurry of whispers through the crowd and Chloe walked over to me saying, "That's more like it."

The rest of the school began their unfair punishment. Where's the justice in punishing everyone for one person's actions? So, I was working to help clean as well much to Chloe's displeasure.  Chloe was lounging around, rudely speaking to other students when they got close to her with their cleaning supplies. Apparently, Adrien finally got angry because he walked up to her, only to be smothered in  a hug by Chloe who greeted him with a " Adrikins!"Now, Adrien and I are not close by any means, but I'm always impressed by how he manages to get the truth out of her one way or another. Once again listening in, I caught her saying to him, "Of course, it was me who called the fire department. So what?" Now I'm angry. God forbid she actually takes responsibility and cares about someone other than herself. Adrien scolded her saying, " And it doesn't bother you that everyone's being punished because of you?" 

You can see no cogs turning in her head.  Her venom spread as she replied with a, "No. Why would it? They all seem to enjoy getting dirty making cookies. How's it any different than getting dirty, cleaning floors? They should be thanking me if anything." Yes, we should all bow and thank the gracious Chloe who screwed us all into cleaning the entire school because she misused the number for a fire captain by having the fire alarm pulled for her. Disappointment radiated off of Adrien as I walked up to the two's conversation, as Adrien looked her dead in the eyes and asked, " Chloé, how long have you and I been friends?" Where's he going with this? Chloe pouted her lips slightly replying with a, " Since we were adorable little tots, Adrikins."

He sighed which she didn't seem to pick up on before telling her, "Well, I'm sorry Chloé, but I can't be friends with someone who treats other people like this. You've gotta be nice to people!" Okay, that's a little harsh, even with her actions. She's a bit emotionally stunted. 

"N-Nice?" she responded clearly stunned and taking in his words. "N/N? Does he really expect me to?" she asked me. Adrien replied before I could saying, " Yes, nice. It's not that hard." before skulking off to Nino. "He's not the only one Chlo. I can't share or be on good terms with you until you show me you can be kind to other people." I said, before turning myself away from her, going to join Alix, Kim, and Max where they were cleaning to help out, leaving my cousin alone to process the words Adrien and I had said. 

4:25:33 pm, Monday, April 22nd, Paris, France

The ride home was quiet, and albeit very awkward between Chloe and I. Sabrina had been told not to come over today and Chloe appeared on the brink of tears. She stormed off to her room and the butler Armand (Jean according to Chloe), went off to check on her. It seems he cheers her up often according to the other staff within the hotel. I returned to my room to change into different clothing, lounge clothing consisting of black yoga pants, a wine-colored hoodie, and white socks, no shoes for now. I opened my sketchbook and began working on clothing designs for the newest Serpentine line that's supposed to come out when my phone began buzzing. It's Dante's new number. I quickly shut my phone off without picking it up. Maybe one day he'll get the hint that I just don't want to know him. Yes, at one point there may have been affection, but there was no love. 

Love... There's that word again.

Perhaps, this new line needs to be inspired by the allusions of love. Agape, eros, phileo, and storge. For Dante, I don't feel any of these currently, but for Chloe, I feel phileo. My hand began moving on the page before I knew it. Sketching out a dress, I shade it in a white-gold color, adding honeycomb patterns to the skirt in a slightly-yellow gold color. The top remained a solid white-gold with a semi-thick black line embellishing the waist, that had a small honey bee embroidered into it with gold thread. The design took two hours to fully flesh out, with accessories and all but when it was finished, it felt like Chloe. Chloe as a dress. One design down, however many are left to go, but this is where this design should go.

When I finally looked up from my design I realized I could hear music. Thumping music. I turned my phone on to see an invitation to a party being thrown by Chloe. Why is she throwing a party?

I changed quickly into an outfit that was a black blouse, my miraculous, white pants, and wine-colored boots. Making my way to the party, I noticed even Marinette and Alya had been invited. Now that's surprising. What was even more surprising was seeing Chloe and Marinette exchange cheek kisses as though they were friends at the prompting of Armand as well as... a yellow teddy bear? Wait... Is that Mr. Cuddly? Chloe's bear from when we were children? Anyways, it appears before I came down here she made up with Adrien which is good. When she noticed my presence she came over and offered me her cheek. Instead of kissing it, I pulled her into an unexpected hug. "We don't kiss cheeks in America Chlo, but I'm proud of you," I whispered to her before pulling back. She smiled softly before heading back to where Armand was likely for more advice. So, I joined the party, dancing with friends until Nino put on a slow dance song. 

Chloe didn't look so happy being asked to dance by Kim, but she excepted anyways with a look at the yellow teddy. Somewhere inside, I felt a pang straight to my heart seeing Kim hold her close. Maybe it's because I've never had friends before... That must be it. 

I joined up with a guy with blue hair whom I never met before, neither of us speaking a word but reaching an understanding that we wanted to dance with one another. He's cute, I guess. Actions are often louder than words, but personality is more important than looks. A bad personality can make the most handsome of boys ugly to one who once thought him attractive. Glancing at Chloe, I noticed her pulling away from Kim to storm over to Adrien and Marinette. My body language must have shown my concern because the boy I was dancing with pulled away, and sent me a soft smile, before gesturing for me to go after my cousin. "Thank you" I whispered to him before moving my way through the crowd. 

Armand cut in when Chloe was protesting the Marinette-Adrien dance, saying " If I re-say, Mademoiselle, or to..." only to be interrupted by Chloe telling him to move, before exposing Mr. Cuddly to the entire school. Mortification passed over Chloe's face as Armand's squeakily voiced the bear saying, "Oh, please, Chloé, dear! You've been such a good little girl! Mr. Cuddly is so very proud..." Oh shit... Chloe tried to hide the bear from view, but then Kim began to tease her, " Is that your teddy bear, Chloé?" he inquired. Oh no, Kim... Why did you have to say that?  I punched him in the arm after he finished speaking gaining a questioning look from him, only for him to be met with my eyes burning into his with my own personal disappointment directed at him. His eyes darkened at my look but it was too late. An uproar of laughter came from the entire party, embarrassing Chloe and then enraging her. She dragged him off into the kitchen, but the doors don't keep out the sound of her firing him.

Chloe snapped, " I've had it with your stupid teddy bear, your stupid advice, and you, Jean, whatever your stupid name is!" she spits with venom dripping off every word. Armand was devastated, trying to reason with her saying, "But, Mademoiselle, I was only trying to help." Chloe was seeing red because her next statement finalized his status, "There's no more Mademoiselle, no more help, no more anything! You are FIRED! Now get out!" she screamed before exiting the kitchen back to the party. 

When Chloe returned to her party, that's when it got weird. Sabrina almost assaulted her with a hairbrush, she ran to hide behind Kim, and a teddy bear? Why was a teddy bear clinging to Sabrina's leg? Watching the bear, I saw it attach itself to Kim after he said rather "valiantly", "If you touch one hair on Chloé's head, you'll have to answer to me." Then, a glazed-over look appeared in Kim's eyes and his sudden strange body language tipped me off about an akumatized victim. Sabrina had a dazed look just before I slipped away to transform into Rogue just outside the kitchen window. 

"Bazoo! Spread my wings!" I exclaimed feeling the leather take over the usual cotton of my clothing. I re-entered the party through the same window, surveying the scene, and saw Ladybug using her yoyo to toss my cousin into a ball pit. Has that always been there? Never mind, not important. What's important is the teddy bear.

As she spits out a ball out of her mouth, Chloe in her infinite stupidity asked, "About time, what took you so long?" to which she got no response. Turning my attention to Chat and Ladybug, it was time for "battle". Chat tripped up Kim with his baton sending the inebriated boy into the ball pit and the teddy went flying.

"That's a very slippery dance floor" Chat snickered to himself after the jock went flying. I retaliated lightly with a coy, "Or perhaps there were some mischievous interventions..." Ladybug had just managed to laso Despair Bear with her yoyo and yelled out to the frantic crowd, "Move aside. All of you!" before being tackled to the ground by the leather-clad cat man due to a chair suddenly flying through the air almost hitting her. That was a bit overkill but c'est la vie, when in Rome do as the Romans do. Turning in the direction of where the chair came from, I noticed Max had been the one to throw it. Is this bear seriously going to just mind-control my friends and Chloe's minions? I hope not...

A disembodied voice came from Max, "How about a little game..." before the voice of our dear akumatized villain shined through saying, "Of flying chairs." with an audible sneer in his tone of voice. It's clear where the akuma is so my powers are kinda useless. 

Ladybug tied her yo-yo around Max's leg,  only as soon as she did, Despair Bear left his leg. Despair Bear clung onto Alya next and the newest victim of the mind-controlling bear was forced to attack. She approached Ladybug and tries to attack her but I had managed to lock my arms around her and slammed her across the room, damage be damned. Hopefully, the magic ladybugs help with internal damage. Despair Bear was flung off by the force of the throw before claiming Ivan as his next victim, and Alya upon recovering from the toss was disoriented enough to ignore any lasting pain. 

Just then, Chat Noir stopped Ivan from crushing the three of us with a coffee table. How strong is he if he can lift that coffee table? It's supposed to weigh almost 120 pounds.  Wait where did the bear go?

A weird sensation came over my body as I realized Chat Noir had grabbed both Ladybug and my hands. "Uh, What are you doing?" she asked before realizing, "Uh, oh," I said as we both looked down to see the teddy bear wrapped around Chat's leg. "New plan?" I asked. "New plan," Ladybug replied. The butterfly symbol appeared in front of the teddy bear and when it finished listening to Hawkmoth, Despair Bear spoke, "Oh, pretty earrings and necklace" through Chat's body. 

While Ladybug tried to reason with the controlled kitty cat, I tried to figure out a way out of his death grip. Hmm... If echo works to locate the akumatized object, the force from it should be able to send him back far enough even if I already know where it is. The problem is the floor to ceiling windows..."Everyone away from the windows," I cried out just before Chat in his daze said, "Cataclysm" I was about to us echo on my newfound friend when, Chloe stepped in to aid us? "Paws off, kitty!" she said as she sends his paws down into the couch, efficiently destroying it... This is a lot of property damage.

"Thanks Chloe," I said and Ladybug followed suit. Of course, however, Chloe being Chloe has to have the attention directed towards something she's done because she started bragging, and then complaining. You gotta love that girl sometimes.

"Hey, I was really nice, just then. Did you see? No?" Chloe exclaimed right before everyone else fainted out of shock. Was that from her actions or the fact that Ladybug and I were almost wiped out of existence?  "You're all so lame. I bet Y/N wouldn't have fainted." Chloe said in an exasperated tone. 

"Maybe you should use your lucky charm" I recommended to Ladybugbefore engaging Chat again with my boomerang which hit him in the head. "I think I might've just angered him more!" I yelled as Ladybug cried out for her "Lucky Charm". She got a fork. What are we supposed to do with a freaking fork?!?! "Rogue I need you to buy us some time!" she said, which I responded with a curt nod. 

"ECHO" I screeched as the windows begun to shake before shattering letting glass fly everywhere and the controlled Chat Noir went flying back into the bar area from the power behind the scream. Still in control of Chat Noir, Despair Bear rubbed his head before uttering, "You little brats!" and forcing CHat t ochase us out and up the stairs to the rooftop. 

"DO YOU HAVE A PLAN YET?!" I yelled behind me as I sent my boomerang to cut Chat off at the knees making him trip up the final stairs. "Okay, Rogue get Chloe on board with the plan." Ladybug directed. Jeez this isn't going to be easy.

Okay so it was pretty easy. Chloe was hiding behind an umbrella and was being attacked by the teddy bear still. She agreed pretty easily after Ladybug managed to attach the fork to Despair Bear. "Naughty, Naughty Ladybug and Rogue." he said as he forced the body of Chat Noir to fight Ladybug. 

"Okay, Chloe so when she gives the signal, I need you to spin the umbrella so that the teddy unravels." I told her before joining the fight by once again sending the boomerang into Chat Noir's knees. Note to self apologize to him and his knee caps later. "Chloe, would you be so kind?" Ladybug said and Chloe immediately began spinning the umbrellacausing the body of the bear to unravel leaving nothing but the head and a tiny butler. 

" Ladybug? Rogue? What are you doing?" Chat asked now completely free of Despair Bears arms. "Oh, nothing. Just saving your skin with the help of our new little sidekick." Ladybug replied before I made the comment, "Perhaps we'll replace you with her, kitten." which made him blanche before punching me lightly in the shoulder. "Why do my knees hurt so much?" he asked wincing at the pressure of standing. "I'll tell you later." I said quickly, flushing  before turning to the tiny man. 

A squeaking voice called out, "Give me your Miraculous! You haven't defeated me, yet!" iIght, Despair Bear still hasn't technically been defeated. "Watch your step Chat Noir" Ladybug said before I ended up picking him up bridal style and side stepping behind our villain to avoid Despair Bear's grip again. "This is humiliating..." Chat said while pouting at the position. "It's okay kitten, this is partially my fault anyways." I admitted before setting him down to which a confused expression came over his face, only to be replaced with one of determination. 

" I've got this guy under control." Chat said as he picked up and effectively trapped Despair Bear in his hands as Ladybug broke the thread that the fork was attached to from the body of Mr. Cuddly and then deevilizing the butterfly setting everything back to normal. 

Nudging Ladybug with my hip, I glanced over at Chloe. Ladybug apparently caught on to what I was indicating as we both moved to thank my dear cousin. "Thanks for helping us out there. That was really nice of you." Ladybug said to her. "Yeah, it really is a refreshing to have a helping hand." I added. " I know, wasn't it?" Chloe said with her chest puffed up with pride. This is gonna go to her head isn't it. Oh well...

Anyways, Chloe rehired her butler, us three miraculous holders had to run off to detransform, and Chloe had to make a phone call. I snuck back into my room to detransform through the window. To make sure no one would see I managed to get into the walk-in closet before Bazoo returned from the pendent extremely hungry. Heading down to the party area and back into the kitchen, I handed Bazoo several blackberries before realizing Chloe was up to something again. Only this time it required several booth like tables and Marinette's dad. 

"Great job, kids. You've done some really good work." Mr. Dupain-Chang saidas he maneuvered around the room looking at everyone's macarons. I made lemon-lavender macarons with Kim and he seemed kinda more touchy during our prep time. Our hands kept brushing against each others while decorating, he put his hands over mine  while mixing the batter, and he even wiped crumbs off my lips during our sampling time. I mean, I don't mind it but it was definitely a change since earlier today. 

Dragging me off by our linked arms, Chloe and I ended up to the side of the group with Adrien.

"That was a great idea of inviting Marinette's dad!" Adrien commented. "He's right, and it was something that made up for not being able to finish the lesson at school." I added in while glancing down slightly at Chloe. She replied quickly saying, "I know. This way, no one can be mad at me for calling the fire department. I'm really nice now, did you notice, Adrikins? N/N? Even Ladybug said so! Didn't she, Jean-Pascal?" Ah yes, there's the Chloe I know. 

"I'm proud of you, Chloé. I think you've proven that you're capable of making an effort to be nicer to everyone" Adrien told her. Here we are at full circle from this morning. "Aww, Adrikins! So we'll always be best friends, forever? Pinky swear?" she said with a glint in her eyes. Oh dear here we go. Adrien pinky swore with her before she left us behind while making judgemental comments about the other's macarons. 

"She'll never change." Adrien said before turning to me. "No. No she won't, but she's capable of it when she decides she ready to, and we'lll just have to be there when she is." I replied leaning into his side beforemoving aside when I noticed Marinette. "Excuse me, Adrien" I said before walking off to find Kim, Alix, and Max. Watching from my corner I saw Adrien and Marinette interact. One day, they'll realize just how much they like each other, and I don't mean as "just a friend". 

6:45 pm, Tuesday, April 23rd, Paris, France

Between superhero work, my aunt's intended image for me, my schoolwork, and idol work it's a wonder I haven't had a full-blown mental breakdown yet. I've gotten closer to Alix, Kim, and Max from school but they don't really understand idol work. Chloe seems to think it's the greatest thing on earth, but I'd like one day to myself. Anyways, I just finished up in the recording studio for the day and decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator. Honestly, the stairwell has amazing acoustics so sometimes afterward I'll sit in the stairwell doing whatever I want.

Today I decided to use the stairwell just for some fun. I was kinda hoping to scare someone because it can be creepy at night. One of my favorite things to do back in New York was to sit on my fire escape and do "siren calls". 

While I was singing, I heard a second voice. A masculine voice joined me with these "calls". The voice although mostly smooth, had certain moments of roughness like he'd been singing for a while and his voice was becoming tired. The voice continued to entrance me until I realized I had been walking back up the steps, closer to the voice, closer to whoever he was.  

Then the singing stopped.

The concrete walls of the stairwell seemed to dim, time was running out both in the day and to meet this gifted singer who joined my vocal runs. I heard a door click shut shortly after. 

Rushing further up the stairs I ended up back in the studio. No one was around. So I left. Hopefully, I can meet him one day. Clearly, today isn't that day.

Walking up the street to where the limo was parked I was in my own little world, or at least I was. I hit something warm. Oh, I ran into someone is a better explanation I suppose. It was the blue-haired boy from Chloe's party! "I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." I apologized to him. "Hmm... It's alright" he replied, silently giggling to himself. "I'm Y/N, I think we've met before." I said offering him my hand. "I'm Luka, we danced together at your cousin's party," he replied with a soft smile. 

"Well, Luka. How much do you know about music?"

[missgryffin]

This feels like a WIP ask, but isn’t about a specific one — how do you view/balance your recurring side characters? Like Dahlia and Greta and Adelaide. I love them and that I almost know what to expect when they reappear, but you somehow manage to keep them surprising and refreshing and I would just love to hear your thoughts about them/the process!

Ahh I love this question!! It's been really fun for me to build this cast of side characters with you all, and I love that you have come to expect what they'll bring, because I definitely use them strategically. Since I write solely Jily romance (as in, the focus is always strictly on Jily and from their POVs), my main recurring side characters largely began and evolved as exes outside the "set" Marauders-era cast of Marauders + Mary/Marlene/Dorcas, and that's primarily how I use them now. Similar to the discussion about the dynamics at play in this ask, the dynamics of the tropes, backstory, and character arcs at play in a story guide which side characters I use:

Dahlia Fleur-Peri is unique in being both a non-threatening ex of James and a friend of Lily, so I can use her as one or both of those things. Her having French heritage also makes her an easy friend to Lily in AUs where Lily's from/in France and wouldn't have gone to Hogwarts with the main cast of Mary, Marlene, and Dorcas. I consider her a "safe" character, in that she should connote no drama for Lily (or James), but I know there are strong opposite feelings out there 😅 so I tend to minimize using her outside of Eternal Summer. (Though I do miss her!)

Greta McLaird and Edgar (Eddie) Bones are my other non-threatening exes. I like using Greta as a first situationship for James—sort of an echo of the Harry/Cho relationship in the books, where it was really just a first exploration based on physical attraction and Quidditch, with no real substance or hard feelings once it was over 🤣 It gives James some experience and maturity, plus it can be used as a source of internal turmoil (jealousy/denial of feelings, etc.) on Lily's part without causing outward drama or being a "threat" to Lily/Jily. Similarly, Eddie is just a sweetheart of a guy and often serves the role of being a perfectly nice, vanilla boyfriend whose only fault is not being James 😉 There's no drama or outward threat with Eddie either. Lily likes him and likes how he treats her; James is internally raging with jealousy; Lily and Eddie discover after giving dating a go that they're just not the right fit and maintain friendliness; all is well.

Adelaide Selwyn, Cressida Nott, and Garrytt Ollivander (also Chuck Davies but I haven't ended up using him as much) are the Jily threats. They bring the drama, and they bring it hard. They're selfish, vain, catty, and douchey people who 100% exist in the story to cause conflict 🙃 (Though I do try to humanize them at least a little bit.) Cressida is a new name to you all because she's not yet appeared in any stories I've published, but you'll see her in Seasons of Love (and in Scorching Singles whenever I circle back to that one) (and some others that have been in the pipeline). She was born out of the need for an ex who would cheat on James, because Adelaide's so obsessed with him I could never see her doing that. (And the inspo for her name is definitely from the sparse Wiki on the Nott family; in my character profile, she's a descendant of Cantankerous Nott and for a canon fic would be the unnamed deceased mother of Theodore Nott.) So the difference between using Adelaide versus using Cressida comes down to, Adelaide is more of a pain point for Lily, because of how she's manipulative and undermining in her competitive pursuit of James, whereas Cressida is more of a pain point for James, because of how she betrayed their relationship and damaged him emotionally in the process. Garrytt and Chuck are parallel ex options for Lily: Garrytt is the undermining one to James whose pursuit of Lily threatens James, whereas Chuck is the one who's shitty to Lily and inflicts that emotional trauma that she then has to work through when embarking on a relationship with James.

[deadletterpoets]

If you had a chance to write for cass cain, what would you write and what would you do with her character? :D

Wow that is a big question that frankly as many answers so I'm just gonna stick with one as to not have this go on forever. Answer under the cut cause this got long lol

I'd really just want to explore her drive that makes her want to be a hero. What motivates her? Why does wearing the symbol matter to her? Does she feel like she deserves it? Like those would be the types of questions I'd want to ask throughout my whole run.

I'd make her panromantic asexual. I'd find someone to cowrite or consult, but that is definitely a journey she'd go on. I always felt like romance and sex would be such unique experiences for her and intimacy for her would be more about kisses and touching and just being around the person more than sex, but I know not everyone agrees with that (and I'm not saying this cause she's Asian or cause I'm trying to woobify her cause Asians can't have sex or whatever. Just throwing that out there cause ppl seem to think that these days. This is specific for Cass not a comment on all Asian characters.)

I'd have her make a LOT more friends outside the batfam. Bring back Brenda from her OG Batgirl run. Bring back Christine from the League of Shadows arc. Let her meet other heroes like Kenan and Baixi, and the whole of the JLC cause seriously she should. Have her go on adventures with Connor, Emiko, and Rose (Damian shouldn't get all the fun with the cool assassin characters). Have her meet Vic Sage (I think he's alive again idk) and Richard Dragon and learn more about her mother's past so she can learn more about her heritage.

And yes I would do something with Shiva as well, though it wouldn't be them fighting (each other at least). I want them to build a respect for each other. Cass doesn't like that Shiva doesn't see the value of life in the way she does, and Shiva doesn't like that Cass is comfortable wearing a Bat symbol and living by such strict morals, but they agree the other won't change and instead just agree to not get in the other's way. But if they ever need the other, they are there for each other as well. (Hopefully this could lead to solo Shiva stories and just fucking stop making everything she does about Cass, please.)

Though I wouldn't ignore the batfam. I've said before I think Cass and Steph, if both are gonna be Batgirl, should be used like how Marvel used Jessica Drew and Carol Danvers. They have separate books, but are basically supporting characters in each others books. That way neither characters story is compromised for the other, but they also aren't Batgirl2009 where one just has to disappear to make the other relevant. Remind ppl that Cass and Tim have a great sibling dynamic. Continue to build on the Cass/Duke sibling dynamic. Bring back Harper into her life ON PANEL. Refocus on her and Kate, they made up off panel, but I'd show the tension still exist and show them working through that. Obviously rebuild her and Babs MOTHER/DAUGHTER dynamic. None of this "older sister" crap. And of course build on her and Bruce and strongly hint that she wants to be Batman.

The types of stories I'd do would have a very wide range. I'd do everything from street level detective stories to cosmic space journeys to fighting tournaments to one shot romance date nights to team ups to whatever else I think of. I want Cass to be given as much range as a character as everyone else (which is something I feel is really missing for her right now). And she'd go up against all types of villains as well. I'm not gonna list a ton of villains cause that'd take forever, but classic and originals for sure.

In the end what drives her as a hero is more than her guilt, but her want to do good. Simple as that. She is the type of character that sees injustice or bad people doing bad and will step in to intervene. Her moral compass and compassion rivals Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman and that would be on full display. Why does she wear the symbol? Again simply because she believes in what it is meant too represent not only to Gotham but the universe. It strikes fear in the criminals and brings hope to the innocent. Whether she feels she deserves it is the question she might never answer, but she'll work forever until she gets there.

That's just a small idea of what I'd do and it's not a perfect idea, nor is it the only idea of a way to do a Cass run. Just one of the ways I'd do it.

Thanks for the question

[i-am-trying-my-best-okay]

Romance Tropes I Personally Don’t Like But I Try And Make It Into Something I Would Like pt 1

Brother’s Best Friend: I think the thing that just really gets to me in this one is always the brother. The brother is usually so overly protective of the sister and gets mad over every independent thing she tries to do, and that would especially apply when he eventually finds out about the two of them dating. Throughout the story I’m just angry because the sister is prevented from living her life, and it’s even worse when the brother is doing the exact same thing she’s trying to do and he’s just being hypocritical and/or they’re both adults because at that point you’re just infantilizing her. So yes, the suffocating, protective brother trope has always annoyed me, but I get that it adds a sort of forbidden romance vibe to the relationship then, and that’s fun. Speaking of the couple, I have yet to find a one I actually like that uses this trope. I don’t know, from the ones I’ve seen at least, the brother’s best friend also treats her like one would a little sister except when they have sex or something. It does make sense why he would treat her like a little sister since they usually grew up together as kids, and he would see her as ‘the little sister’ when seeing her through the eyes of the best friend. And I know it’s supposed to be like they grew out of that, but he kind of doesn’t act like it? And then she’ll confront him about this, and he’ll always be like nah and then they make out or something. Also, it’s usually written so that the sister has had a long standing crush on him since they were kids, and then he’ll sort of start playing with her feelings low key and she’ll call him out and he’ll deny it? Like literally gaslight her? Of course, I read one or two that showed that they didn’t meet as kids and she doesn’t hold a long standing crush, but even then she always ends up falling first and he also treated her like shit. I feel like at this point she just has two men trying to dominate her life or something, and that just doesn’t appease to me. Also, most of the time it doesn't show the brother and his best friend being that good of friends usually, which I guess makes sense because you’d want to focus on the core relationship, but if the brother and his best friends actually acted like friends, as in they are literally ride or die, it would make it so much more dramatic when the brother finds out their best friend had been lying to them this whole time. Maybe I’ve just read bad ones, I don’t know, because the concept itself I wouldn’t call bad; shifting dynamics and how that effects the characters can be interesting, but it feels like the same ones over and over again and they’re ones I just don’t like.

If I were to put a spin on it, maybe I would make it so the brother knows the two have feelings for each other, and spends the whole book trying to get these dumbasses together. It can either be because he just wants them to be happy, or he has an ulterior motive for extra drama. So, and for context they’re all adults in this situation, he goes to both of them individually and tells them he knows about how they feel and that the other feels the same way so they should go and ask them out. And then both the sister and the brother's best friend just refuse to believe the other could ever like them for different reasons, probably due to trauma that would be explored. So throughout the book the brother is just pulling all sorts of shenanigans to get these two to admit their feelings to each other, and of course we’ll have flashbacks to everyone’s trauma and why they’re doing what they’re doing. For example, maybe for the brother, if he doesn’t have an ulterior motive, has basically acted as a caregiver to the both of them his entire life because no adult would, and now he’s taking them not being able to just be together as him failing them. And maybe for the sister, she could feel like she doesn’t deserve to want things, because she learned quickly that her parents wouldn’t give her the time of day, and her brother was already stressed enough so she didn’t want to make things worse by asking him for something, and maybe she also carries some sort of guilt for making their childhood hard for her brother. And as for the brother’s best friend, maybe his home life was just unspeakably terrible, causing all sorts of PTSD that still effect him today and maybe it makes him think he can’t be in a relationship, and he was also just always at the siblings house causing the brother to also sort of take care of him and he probably shares the same guilt with the sister of making the brother carry so much responsibility and not realizing it until they got older. As for the couple themselves, I think it’s important that growing up the brother’s best friends saw the sister as not a ‘little sister’, but as an actual friend. Of course, he’s more the brother’s friend as they were closer in age, but they got along, especially if he was always over at the house. I think them both clearly mutually pining would be better one or the other falling first honestly, like something that just sort of happened in their late teens, and when they realized it they were both separately like ‘shit shit shit shit shit time to bury this forever I can never have any feelings about anything because trauma’. For general dynamic, I want to lose the whole infantilizing the woman thing for starters. Maybe for the siblings they would just be so supportive of each other to the point that people give them looks. Of course, given the opportunity they would annoy the shit out of each other, but if one of them has something they want to do, even if it was the stupidest thing ever, they’d be all for it while still calling it stupid. Although, they both have to struggle for the other to admit they want to do something. As for the brother and his best friend, like I said, ride or die. They’ll probably be chaotic, waking up and having no idea where they are, but the brother would be the more motherly one, making sure the best friend doesn’t die at all times. And as for the couple themselves, I just kind of imagine it being so natural, like they have the most chemistry you’ve ever seen, they’ll talk about a window or something for like hours and somehow make it sound interesting, but they try and resist their natural chemistry so hard because they believe happiness is for losers and emotionally stable people, which they aren’t. But anyway, it does sort of lose the brother making it a forbidden romance, but they themselves try their best to make it forbidden so it still works in a way.

[maskspurpose]

anon asked: what exactly makes you like wataei? super big fan but i always have trouble answering this question, since their relationship is unexpectedly loaded and there’s a lot to love about it, at least to me… my explanations always end up sounding incoherent and crazy. lol does this happen to you too or are you able to define what draws you into them comprehensibly and succinctly?

OH MAN. okay for me personally a lot of what originally drew me to it came down to just liking wataru and eichi individually? like i STARTED with a huge interest in and instant understanding of the fact that wataru is a character i was going to really like no matter what and from there i like. got really into the stories and dynamics and so on... um a couple reasons i can think of are like

their relevance to each other, in the sense that eichi is one of the most important people in wataru's life and perhaps the one with the biggest influence on wataru as a character in general. its a relationship i would care a lot about even if it wasnt one i thought of as explicitly romantic (trying to think of an equivalent and like... wataru's relationships towards tori or natsume are ones i care about a LOT because of how they matter to each other and the ways in which theyve influenced each other but i wouldn't call it a ship?)

 i'd never call myself an eichiP but i am absolutely a wataruP and in that context i ultimately find their dynamic compelling. the way we are able to see how theyve grown from element to their relationship now in es2 and honestly just how influential eichi has been for wataru. eichi has ultimately been the reason wataru went through a bit of a personality revamp between his second and third year and it's his relatonship to eichi that made wataru choose to continue to be an idol. idk. wataru who, at the end of element, said farewell to the only friends hes ever known (unsuccessfully, but i think his intent was there in the moment and thats what matters) told eichi in ep:link that he'll stay with him no matter what. like its. huge. 

i also think theyre funny together. like theres just something about them thats really funny to me. they like each other and they like having fun together and yes that may involve idk bullying tomoya or forcing keito and tatsumi to run an exorcism on the haunted house MOSTLY because tori will get really scared. like theyre funny because theyre both crazy in a way where i think the only other people who can get involved in that have to also be crazy. thus, wataeiyuzu 

i also like the influence their relationship inevitably has on literally every single other relationship in their lives, like its... something with influence and an impact and that impact may be wataru having to fight for her life in the eccentrics groupchat bc she posted a pic from their most recent date or something but like. again its like... their decision to be together is something with a lot of like tangible effects in the story and from that perspective alone its something i like to explore even when i write about other relationships because it feels like such a monumental aspect of wataru and eichis lives that you just kinda have to. i dislike arguments about like whether or not you Should ship something because its "basically canon" because thats imo a stupid argument but i do also feel like... leaving out wataei when talking about other significant relationships eichi or wataru have often makes those discussions feel like theyre lacking bc it leads people to ignore or retcon the stuff that is actually In The Stories. 

um this is a tiny essay.... hi.

 [Smile or comment on the answer here]

[rosecoloredmuses]

 ((I’m just going to do every question from this meme because I can and nothing got sent to me anyway. And for any muse specific questions, I’ll use Tsubasa because of course I am

Placing under a cut for obvious reasons!

1. what’s the best thing about shipping for you? ((Part of it is the general rarity of shipping for me. While I am someone who will do shippy things by herself while her shipping partners are inactive, bouncing ideas off of a partner is fun too.))

2. what’s the worst thing about shipping for you?

((Probably the weirdness when it’s obvious that one mun wants a ship or at least makes things so a ship is possible but hasn’t discussed things with the other mun and leaves said other mun to put two and two together. I’ve told people on Discord and on the old blog, but there was once a Scorpion (you know. from Mortal Kombat) whose mun aged him down to middle school age during their interactions with Tsubasa. They were rather ship-happy iirc so I drew my own conclusions and was subsequently weirded out.

And years later, there was another thing entirely when a friend’s OC had a crush on Tsubasa seemingly out of nowhere but they didn’t say anything about wanting a ship until their muse voiced their feelings for Tsubasa. And that was at a time where I was coming to certain realizations about Tsubasa’s romantic and sexual orientations but that is a whole other can of worms.

If any of y’all wonder why Tsubasa is explicitly dating Seiji in most verses even while Bug and Su are inactive (due to the rarity of shipping I do not practice ship exclusivity), incidents like these are why.))

3. do you have a pet peeve when it comes to shipping?

(( See above. If you should take anything from that, it’s that you should talk to me before your muse even thinks romantic thoughts about any of my muses.))

4. do you prefer to plot a ship, or would you rather “wing it”? ((While I do want to know your intentions to ship ahead of time, I don’t mind winging the fine details of a ship.))

5. do you prefer fast plots, pre-established relationships or slow burns?

((Yes. That is, to say I don’t really have that much of a preference. It’s not like I get to ship often anyway.))

6. do you have any ship bias with your muse?

((Yes, but that was rather obvious, wasn’t it? Why else would I be shipping Tsubasa with my own Seiji, other than being a cockblock for undiscussed/unwanted ships?))

7. what do you think about OC x canon ships? would you play any?

((Well, Tsubasa/Seiji is a OC x Canon ship so I think my answer is obvious!))

8. what do you think about self insert x canon ships? would you play any?

((I have no interest in playing a SI myself, but I’m open to shipping my canons with them!))

9. what do you think about crossover ships? would you play any?

((Give me all the crossover ships lol. Another ship I have with Tsu is one with Pikario from Kira Kira Precure A La Mode.))

10. what do you think about poly ships? would you play any?

((Eeeeh it’s not really my thing. Sorry!))

11. do you have any popular ships?

((Define “popular” lol. But yeah I do ship things like Yui/Kokone and Yui/Takumi if that’s what “popular” means!))

12. do you ship any rarepair?

(( When it comes to canons, not at this moment!))

13. do you multiship?

((Of course! Why only explore one ship dynamic when you can explore multiple? Plus, they’re in different verses so no cheating happens!))

14. would you rather ship only with mutuals, or are you open for everyone?

((I only rp with mutuals these days so I think the answer is obvious-))

15. what’s your OTP when it comes to your muse?

((Well, this is another obvious answer! Tsubasa/Seiji all the way! I just think they’re neat-))

16. what’s your NOTP when it comes to your muse?

((I mean, besides the pairings that would be obvious? I don’t have any for Tsubasa yet.))

17. what’s your BROTP when it comes to your muse?

((Tsubasa/Hime! Tsubasa has interacted with various Hime portrayals over the years and she’s gotten pretty chummy with most of them. That carries over to my Hime as well!))

18. is there a ship you used to like, but not anymore?

((I don’t think so?? I still think Seiji/Megumi is adorable af even if it isn’t my OTP.))

19. is there a ship you used to dislike, but now you like?

((No, not really??))

20. is there a ship you wanted to play, but couldn’t yet?

((Um, well, I’ve been wanting to play a ship with my FFXIV verse but I was way too chicken to ask the mun in question ^^;;))

21. what’s something that immediately turns you off from shipping with someone?

((If it’s clear as day that the other mun wants to ship but I had no idea and no discussion happens until that point. Bonus points if I’ve barely interacted with the other mun. Sending in shippy memes like that love calculator one is an exception tho.))

22. is there any ship you will likely never play? (apart from the obvious in/cest, pe/dophilia etc, i want to believe you guys are Good)

((Besides the obvious? I’m not a fan of genuinely abusive ships. I can get the appeal of toxic ships like that, but it’s just. Not My Thing.))

23. have you ever been pushed to ship something?

((Thankfully, despite the incidents detailed earlier in the meme, that has not happened yet. If someone tries, though, they will immediately be cockblocked by Seiji.))

24.  have you dropped a ship in the past? why?

((I’ve had so few ships I tend to hold onto the ones I do play forever so not yet!))

25. did you ever play a breakup?

((Nope.))

26. did you ever play a hateship?

((Also no!))

27. did you ever play a wedding?

((Considering Tsubasa and most of my muses are underage? No. I would be open to a flash forward drabble tho.))

28. would you play a “bitter exes” relationship?

((Nah. Just not interested.))

29. would you play as a cheater, or with someone cheating on your muse?

((No. Really not interested in that one.))

30. is there any “unconventional” relationship you play, or you would like to?

((Does a hero/villain ship count as “unconventional”? There’s a certain appeal to those kinds of things I might go into later-))

31. do you have a favorite memory when it comes to rping a ship?

((Hmm... probably the moment where I somewhat unknowingly replied to a shippy open on Bug’s first Seiji rp blog. It didn’t get far, but that’s where the headcanon of Tsubasa having a crush on Seiji began and a ship eventually happened.))

32. do you have a least favorite memory when it comes to rping a ship?

((Considering the Scorpion and the friend’s OC incidents didn’t evolve into actual ships? Nah.))

33. what’s the first ship you played?

((It was Tsubasa and Su’s Kiriya! It didn’t get far partially due Su simply jumping to other blogs, but it was cute regardless!))

34. is your muse flirty?

((I don’t think Tsubasa is. She’s just kinda innocent and tends to win over guys that way.))

35. how would your muse react to someone flirting with them?

((The flirting would probably fly over her head tbh ;;))

36. how many relationships did your muse have?

((She’s fourteen so only one!))

37. how does your muse handle breakups?

((Tsubasa probably cries and eats entire tubs of ice cream while watching dramas for a night.))

38. how easily does your muse get crushes?

((Very. She was crushing on Seiji by the end of her first visit to Pikarigaoka-))

39. does your muse have a celebrity crush?

((Not at the moment!))

[the-iceni-bitch]

The Days and Nights are Long

Pairing: clueless!Colin Shea x clueless!fem Reader

Words: ~4K

Summary: You and Colin are being idiots and it’s driving his band crazy.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (m receiving oral sex, unprotected vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, squirting), idiots in love, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: It took way longer than I had planned but here’s some more of our drunk, musical idiots in love for you hoes!!! I love them so, even though they’re morons. Tagging my Colin babes @starlightcrystalline and @wayward-blonde because I know they’ve been waiting for this.

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Colin shook his head and shrugged uncomfortably as he stared at his phone, wracking his brain to think of what exactly he should say to you.

“For fuck’s sake, Shea, just ask her to come up.” Matt looked exasperated, twirling his stick through his fingers as he rolled his eyes when Colin scowled at him.

He’d been moping for the past two weeks, ever since the two of you had slept together. All of his bandmates were getting sick of it, the man was the biggest pouty baby on the face of the planet. If they had to listen to him sing Everybody Hurts one more time they were going to kill him.

So they’d come up with a little plan to get him out of his funk, lining up a gig that would really lend itself better to a female vocalist and feigning innocence when Colin pointed that out. They had really enjoyed hanging out with you on that exceptionally hot evening, and if having you join them again was the only way to get their boy out of his funk, even better. He had actually smiled before pulling his phone out, but then he realized he had no idea what he should say.

The two of you had still been cordial whenever you ran into each other, but there was definitely a strain to your interactions now. No matter how much you both told each other it wasn’t awkward, it was definitely awkward. It was also weird that he was pretty sure you hadn’t come home after 1 AM at all in the last two weeks, and you usually at least spent your weekend nights at some other asshole’s apartment. Not that he’d had any visitors either, but he didn’t want to explore that too much.

He was still staring at his phone screen and trying to come up when some nonchalant greeting that would entice you to come sing with them when the phone was suddenly plucked out of his hand by an exasperated looking Keith, who ignored his spluttering as he typed a quick message before tossing the phone back to him.

“You’re thinking about this too hard.” The bassist said, setting to tuning his instrument and chuckling at the indignant look on Colin’s face.

Colin was about to give a snarky reply when he felt his phone buzz and looked down to see a text from you, grinning when he saw you saying you’d be right up. With an exclamation point! He didn’t even notice the pleased grins his bandmates were giving each other as they watched him start to tune his guitar, plucking a happy little tune and humming to himself.

They were all expecting you to come through the main door from the stairs, so when you shouted hello from behind them after climbing up your fire escape, you were greeted with the sight of five grown men almost jumping out of their skins before turning to greet you.

That grin on your face was enough to make Colin melt, all the awkwardness that had been lingering between you disappearing in an instant when you met each other’s eyes.

“Alright boys!” You took the mic Brad handed you with a warm smile, rolling it in one hand as you trailed the cord through your fingers. “You said you needed my help with something Col, what’s up?”

“Right, these idiots lined up a gig for us without consulting me first.” They all avoided his halfhearted glare with doe eyed innocence, focusing on their instruments. “And, well, the set list isn’t really in my range.”

“Lemme see.” You took the sheet of paper from his hand and scanned it quickly. “That’s a whole lot of girl rock.”

“Yeah, like I said, Ann Wilson and I aren’t really in the same register.” Fuck, it was nice to be able to talk to you again.

“Why don’t you just modulate it, then?” You mumbled absentmindedly.

He gaped like a fish at that question. He honestly hadn’t even thought about it, and even if he had, he wasn’t expecting you to know about modulation.

“If we modulate for him, none of us can hit the harmonies.” Craig piped up from behind the keyboards, and he could have kissed him.

“That right?” You teased, shooting a wicked smirk around at them. “You boys sure you didn’t just miss me?”

Colin tried not to sound too hysterical when he let out a laugh, missing the indulgent eye rolls his band mates were giving behind your backs.

“What do you think, we booked a gig where I can’t sing any of the songs on purpose just so we could hang out again?” Good thing he was pretty, the man was clueless.

“No, you’re not that clever, Col.” He made a mock wounded gesture and you grinned at him, looking over the set list some more. “What kind of gig is this anyway?”

“Yeah, Craig, you never told us what the actual gig was.” Colin and the rest of the band gave the keyboardist a variety of inquisitive stares.

“Uh, it’s a bachelorette party.” He mumbled, avoiding making eye contact with his bandmates when they started groaning.

“Fuck, Craig! I do not want to get felt up by a bunch of drunk, horny women!” Colin threw a balled up sheet of music at you when you started laughing.

“That seems right up your alley, Shea.” You teased, dodging when he threw a pillow from the couch at you. “You don’t want to pick up some rowdy bridesmaid?”

“No, they’re scary aggressive.” He shuddered when he thought about the last bachelorette party they had done, they’d practically ripped the band’s clothes off before they could get out of there.

“Aww, well I’ll be there to shield you this time, sweetie.” You winked at him and moved a little closer to everyone. “Let’s practice, boys. Don’t want to give those girls cause to complain.”

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It was the day of the gig, and you and Colin had decided to drive together to streamline things. He was waiting in your living room and tapping his foot nervously as he waited for you to finish getting ready, anxious about what actually performing with you would be like.

“Y/N, we need to go!” He never thought you would be the type to take forever getting ready.

“Yeah, I know!” You strolled out to the living room with a grin on your face and he had to swallow a groan. “How do I look?”

“Good, really good.” The way he was looking at you made your grin grow even wider.

The outfit wasn’t even that special, just a denim mini skirt and a tight v-neck tee with a leather jacket. Oh, and thigh high leather boots. It was definitely the boots he was staring at, his eyes trained on the few inches of bare skin between the top of the boots and the hem of your skirt. You gave him a couple minutes to just stare at you before rolling your eyes and strolling towards your front door, grabbing him by his shirt and pulling him after you.

“C’mon Shea, we don’t wanna be late.” You scolded, shoving his amp into his hand and slinging his guitar case over your shoulder before heading down the stairs.

He had trouble focusing on the road as he drove you to the bar the party was going to be at, all he wanted to do was memorize the way you looked in that outfit. It was like someone told you exactly what to wear to drive him crazy. Maybe bringing you into this gig hadn’t been the best idea, because all he wanted to do right now was pull over and let you ride him while you weren’t wearing anything except for those boots and that jacket, and maybe whatever lingerie you had on under that outfit.

“Colin, you’re going to miss the turn.” Your voice snapped him out of his little daydream, and he cursed as he took the turn towards the bar a little faster than he would have liked.

“Sorry, just got a little distracted.” He mumbled, slowing down as he turned into the alley behind the bar and put the car in park behind Matt’s van.

The rest of the band was already unloading, waving at you two as Colin shut off his vehicle and you stepped out. You actually gave Craig and Keith little side hugs before you started helping with the unloading, he hadn’t realized you guys had gotten that close over the past week, and for some reason it made him smile.

“How’s it going man?” He didn’t know how he felt about the look Matt was giving him as he helped carry the bass drum inside, it felt suggestive of something. “Y/N seems excited to be here.”

“Yeah, I thought she might be nervous about performing but she’s handling everything like a pro.” He watched you laugh at something Brad said as you worked on connecting your mic. “Maybe we should make her an official member.”

“Whatever you say, man.” Matt just shrugged, laughing when Colin rounded on him and started spluttering.

“I was joking! We can’t just ask Y/N to be in the band!” Could they? Having you around had been a lot of fun, and the band dynamic had helped alleviate some of the tension that had been growing between you two. But seeing you tonight looking like you did and knowing that you were gonna have to have some on stage chemistry to make this work was making him think twice about things. You got a little intense during rehearsals, and the added pressure of being on stage might make him combust if you kicked it up at all.

Matt shook his head at him and set to assembling his kit while the rest of the band started tuning and connecting their instruments. You just sat on a stool and sipped some water, running through a couple vocal exercises absentmindedly as you scrolled through your phone. It only took a couple of minutes for everyone to finish setting up and then it was mic checks all around.

Everything sounded good and balanced after a couple adjustments and the sound guys gave you the thumbs up to start warming up. Colin couldn’t stop watching you. You were so unbelievably relaxed on stage and it was just endearing you to him even more. He thought for sure you would have been a bundle of nerves but you seemed to be right in your element, tossing him a couple of lazy grins over your shoulder as you ran through a couple of songs before the partygoers started filtering in.

The band switched to doing some instrumental ambience shit while they waited for the party to really get going, and Colin wandered over to talk to you when you took a step back from your mic.

“Still feeling ok about this?” He asked, beaming back at the soft smile you gave him.

“Yeah, I’m excited.” You bounced on your toes a little, adrenaline flooding your veins as the crowd grew. “Think I’ll get any bras thrown at me?”

“You never know with bachelorettes.” He laughed, strolling back over to his own mic so he could introduce the band.

If he thought jamming with you was special, it was nothing compared to watching you perform. You were a goddamn natural, coming alive and feeding off the crowd’s energy until you were completely lost in the music. Every time his eyes met yours you were grinning at him, and your chemistry with the rest of the band was palpable.

Not to mention, you kept drifting close to him on the stage, brushing your hand over his shoulders or leaning against him when you harmonized and it was making his knees weak. , God, he could do this with you every night, even though he was pretty sure he was going to need to sneak into the bathroom to jerk off afterwards.

The show was over too soon, the extremely drunken crowd of rowdy bachelorettes finally getting crazy enough that the band was ready to make a hasty escape. You were bouncing on your toes with residual energy as you started helping the guys pack up their instruments, grabbing Colin’s amp after he shoved his guitar in the case and you both made a run for it to his car when a wobbly woman started to try to climb on the stage.

“Colin, holy fuck that was so much fun!” You managed to make it to the alley unscathed and were giving him the most heartbreaking grin. “We’re definitely doing this again.”

“Yeah? Well you did a great fucking job.” Goddamn it, he’d missed you. “We can do whatever you want, honey.”

“Really?” You slammed the trunk closed and started to prowl closer to him. “Whatever I want?”

“That is what I said.” He could feel his voice dropping into that low register that meant he was in desperate need of some sort of release, so he really hoped he wasn’t misreading this situation. “Why? Did you want something now?”

“I think I do.” Your chest was right against his and you could feel it heaving, gazing at him through your lashes while you ran your fingers over his abs. “I stole the keys to the van.”

“And, you wanna go on a joy ride?” He breathed deep when you brushed your lips over his, winding an arm around your waist and pulling you close.

“Or, we could just fuck in the back while the rest of the guys search for these.” You pulled back a little and jingled the keys in his face, sucking your bottom lip between your teeth while he ran his hands over your hips.

“Yeah, that’s a great idea.” He smashed his lips to yours and let out a low moan, his fingers digging into your ass while the two of you stumbled towards the side door of the van.

You fumbled with the keys for a minute because you didn’t want to take your mouth off Colin for any reason, but then you were sliding the door open and the two of you were falling inside in a tangle of limbs before somehow managing to kick the door closed behind you. Trying to undress each other was a little difficult with how wrapped up you were in each other but you managed, tossing your garments away haphazardly as your tongues curled tangled together. Colin grabbed your hands when you went to remove your boots, pulling them up to his face and kissing your palms before winding your arms around his neck.

“Keep those on.” His voice was a low growl and fuck, you forgot how sexy he was.

“Well, cannot say I’m surprised you're a little kinky, Col.” You wound your fingers through his hair and yanked, purring at the groan he gave you. “I’m gonna suck that pretty dick of yours, but then I’ll give it to you nice and rough.”

“God, baby.” He wished he didn’t sound so whiny when you started kissing your way down his chest, but he hadn’t gotten any release except from his hand for the past two weeks and he really needed you to keep doing what you were doing. “I’ll take whatever you give me.”

“Yeah? Knew you were a good boy.” You winked at him when you started kissing the skin above the band of his boxer briefs before you were yanking them down his thighs and immediately licking a heavy stripe up the underside of his cock when it sprung up against his abs.

Colin had to brace a hand against the side of the van when you worked him over, spitting on his tip and watching it drip down his length before spreading it over him with your lips. You wrapped your hand around his shaft and gave him a nice, smooth stroke as you ducked down between his length to press gentle kisses over his balls while you jerked him off. He almost choked on his tongue when you wrapped your lips around his sack and tugged softly, the hum you let out sending a vibration up his spine while your thumb swiped over his swollen tip.

The sounds he was making from just a handjob were enough to soak through the thin lace of your panties, and when he shouted your name when you moved a little lower and teased your tongue over his asshole, well you almost fucking came just from that. You couldn’t believe you had stupidly waited two fucking weeks before indulging in this man again, you finally felt like yourself again. It was driving you absolutely crazy, the way his hips were wriggling underneath you spurring you on until you couldn’t take it any more.

If he thought your hand was incredible, it was nothing compared to the feel of your lips wrapped around his tip while your tongue swirled around his sensitive head. With all the women he’d slept with, he’d definitely suffered through some mediocre and downright disappointing blow jobs. But you felt like you were about to suck the soul out of him, and you’d only just started.

“Ah, Christ.” He was going to pass out if you kept going like this, your mouth was like fucking heaven. “Honey, fuck.”

You shot him a wicked look when you started bobbing your head, taking him just a little deeper each time while your tongue curled around him as much as possible. Then you opened your throat and swallowed him whole and he lost his mind.

He wrapped his hand in your hair and held your head still as he started fucking your throat, his hips bucking wildly while you choked and sputtered around him. Drool was running down your chin and soaking his thighs as you started breathing through your nose, digging your fingers into his thighs while he used you like a fuck toy. You kept your tongue pressed flat against your bottom teeth to avoid choking on it, moaning softly when you tasted the salty tang of his precum hit your tongue. His grip on your hair was growing painful, and you could tell by the way his abs were twitching that he was close.

“Wait, ah shit!” He somehow managed to gather enough self control to pull out of your mouth, groaning at the long string of saliva that kept you connected even as you bit at your swollen lips. “I’m not coming unless it’s in that pretty pussy. How do you want it?”

“Fuck me from behind, Col.”

He growled as he sat up and smashed his lips to yours, savoring the taste of himself on your tongue before flipping your over and burying his face in your hair. You let out a low moan when he slammed into you with no warning, gasping at the punishing pace he was setting and purring when he started mouthing at your neck.

The van was shaking like some sort of cliche while Colin fucked into you with abandon, his hips bouncing off your ass in an obscene display while the two of you whined and panted together. Colin was going to lose his fucking mind, two weeks with barely even talking to you and now he was finally inside you it was all he could do to not go completely feral.

“Oh god, honey.” He was practically whining against your skin when you clenched around him, sucking your ear lobe between his lips while you arched your back and purred for him. “Fuck, you’re so tight and wet. Pussy so fucking good. Tell me you’re close, I need to feel you come.”

“So close, Colin, shit!” You gasped when he hit you deep, curling your body backwards around him and reaching over your shoulder to wind your fingers through his hair and press his lips to yours. “Need that dick so bad. Feel so good when you’re inside me.”

“I know, baby, I know.” He wound one hand around your neck and the other arm around your waist, holding you close while he kissed you deeply and swallowed your wanton mewls with a deep groan. “Come for me.”

His hips ground against you and you slapped the floor of the van when you came, sobbing into his mouth and vibrating underneath him while your pussy strangled his cock. Your teeth nipped at his lips once you were finished, humming happily as he continued fucking you through your high.

“Need more, Colin.” You whimpered when he started slowing down, trying to thrust your hips back towards him as you tried to bring yourself to the edge again. “Harder, I need it.”

“Fuck, I’ll give you whatever you fucking want.” He tugged at your lips with his teeth, squeezing your neck gently and groaning at your soft whimper as you clenched around him. “Jesus Christ, you feel so fucking good.”

You couldn’t respond when he started pounding into you furiously, the way his cock was punching against your soft walls making it a little hard to breathe, never mind thinking. He was hitting every spot you needed him to with each thrust, grunting into your ear each time his hips slammed into you until he felt your breath hitch.

Every time he bottomed out you thought you were going to pass out, the tip of his cock punching against your cervix and making you see stars. It was so good, he was hitting you so deep and smooth you couldn’t believe you’d been denying yourself for so long.

Colin growled when a particularly vicious push had your entire body rising off the floor of the van, your fluttering sigh sending a shiver of pleasure through his body. One more thrust and you lost it, screaming with ecstasy as every muscle in your body vibrated and you squirted all over Colin’s thighs and the floor.

“Fuck, fuck, baby.” Colin was desperate, his rhythm completely gone as he chased his own end while you fluttered around him. “Gonna fill this pretty little pussy up until I’m leaking outta you for the next week.”

“Oh god, please.” Your eyes rolled up in your head while you let him use you, his lips tracing your jaw hungrily as you pushed your hips back to meet his. “Give it to me, Colin.”

He buried his face in your neck and let out a strangled cry when his hips stuttered, thick, warm ropes of white shooting against your soft walls until he was collapsing on top of you with a sated moan. You tangled your fingers with his above your head as your breathing regulated, his breath hot on your neck while the two of you melted into each other.

“We’re not waiting two weeks again, right?” Colin’s arms wrapped around you as he nuzzled into your hair, his lips spreading in a slow smile when he felt you purr contentedly.

“Nope. I’m definitely gonna need this to happen on the regular.” You turned a little so you could rub your nose against his. “You know, in between our other, normal escapades.”

“Right.” His heart fell a little at that, but maybe just interspersing his trysts with you with his other one night stands would help flush his crush on you out of his system.

Before he had a chance to say anything else there was a sudden pounding at the van door, snapping the two of you out of your haze with a pair of exasperated groans.

“Shea!!!” You untangled yourselves as you started to pull on your clothes. “That had better be Y/N in there! If you sad fucked some bachelorette and we have to listen to you sing stupid breakup songs for the next month I’m going to kill you!”

[artzee-bee]

Popularity is overrated anyways | Rory Keaner x gn!popular!reader

Fandom: My babysitter’s a vampire

Request: “ Hello! Your writing is so amazing, truly! Could you write Rory x Gn!Popular!Reader in which the reader falls hard and so they try flirting and try to impress him? I think that would be an interesting dynamic to explore cause I usually see things going the other way around. No need to take this request if you don't want to write it of course! Have a great day/night<33 “

Pronouns: none specified

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: none

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The first time you saw Rory was in art class. It was your first day and you were somewhat nervous, but he walked in as if he owned the place. He yelled "Good morning gays, gals and pals" with this kind hearted smile and you couldn't help but laugh at how comfortable he was around here. How he seemed to be at home. 

At the end of class, you decided to walk up to him, say hello. At the very least learn his name, except by the time you were done packing your things, he was gone. You felt a little lost looking at the empty seat he sat in just a moment ago but you were already dead set on getting to know the blonde kid better.

Since then, you've made lots of friends, partly due to you joining the photography club, which was pretty well known around the school. You were also best friends with the star of the football team which sure gave you a big boost on the popularity chart, not that you cared. Even with your newfound attention, you still felt like you were a little behind Rory. You'd see him every week in art class, always cracking a joke, making you and everyone else around him laugh. You often saw him hanging out with the same 2 brown haired boys and you couldn't help the jealousy you were feeling, so eventually you decided you've had enough. You were going to get closer to Rory!

The perfect opportunity snuck up on you one Friday, when you saw Rory eating lunch in the cafeteria alone. You excused yourself from your friends, making your way instead towards the blonde

"Is this seat open?" you said motioning to the seat right in front of him

"Yeah!" he replied with a bright smile, as if he was more than excited that you wanted to sit with him "I'm Rory!"

You sat down and gave him your name in return. From where you were sitting, you could see your friends.They were sitting around their usual table, glaring at you as if they couldn't understand what you could possibly be doing there, instead of by them. In fact, mostly everyone in the cafeteria was now watching you and Rory with judging looks. You knew Rory wasn't the most popular person in school, but you also didn't care. For what it's worth, he seemed to be a lot cooler than any other "popular" kid you knew.

"Is that a V for Vendetta pin on your shirt?" he asked, reaching over to touch the little handmade pin you had. You felt his fingertips press into your collarbone and sucked in a deep breath, suddenly shy at the unexpected contact

"Yeah! I made it myself out of an old coin a while back!"

"That's so cool! I used to make pins out of beer bottle caps when I was little! I didn't actually drink the beer, I would sneak the caps from my parents at family events!"  you giggled. You barely knew the boy and yet this seemed like such a ‘him’ thing to do

"And how did you make them?"

For the entire lunch break, you sat next to Rory, listening to him talk about his pins and his favorite comic books, which just so happened to match a lot of your favorites. You were more than excited by finding out that you had a lot in common. You liked the same bands and the same movies. He was full of stories about the supernatural and you have always been passionate about that kind of stuff.  

You always knew you kinda fancied the blonde boy and you weren’t ashamed of that, but now, actually being with him, talking to him, connecting with him, the feeling of butterflies in your stomach was almost insufferable.His mere presence was making you dizzy. He was so cute and his smile was worth millions. You loved listening to him talk and seeing his bright eyes sparkle with joy, but than the bell rang and you had to leave for your next class

"I had fun talking to you Rory!”

"Thank you, you're really cool, we should hang out more!" he said, making you blush

From that point on, you and Rory were much closer. You would hang out during school hours usually, which bummed you out, since you really saw Rory as more than a ‘convenience’ friend that you got along with simply because you saw each other almost everyday. You wished you could get closer to him, get to know him more intimately, but you didn’t want to push him into anything. The week after your first real interaction, Rory came to sit next to you in art. You were too engulfed in the video you were watching on your phone to notice when he walked in, but he made sure to make his presence known by wrapping his arms around you from behind

"Hi friend!" he said in a sing-song voice that made you giggle. He dragged his chair as close to you as he could, so you 2 could whisper to each other during class. Now, being so close to him, you could hear each of his sarcastic jokes and clueless questions better, each one making you laugh and smile. At times, he would lean into you to whisper something in your ear and you could feel his breath on your skin, sending shivers through your entire body.

One thing you learned about Rory during art class was just how competitive he was. Each class turned into a game of seeing who was the better artist. You weren't a huge fan of drawing, but you gave it your everything knowing that Rory was going to study your picture. He never said anything bad about it, he was too nice for that, but with each drawing you tried to impress him more and more.

Eventually, one day, you noticed Rory heading out of the school and decided to quickly followed him out

"Hey Rors! Wait up!!"

"Hey Y/N, wazzap?" he said in the funny voice he always made, making you smile

"All is good. I just had a question for you"

"Ok, shoot!"

"Are you free Saturday?" the boy looked at you with a confused smile

"I think so, yes. Why?"

"Would you like to go to the movies with me?"

"Yeah! That sounds awesome!! Who's coming?" his eyes were bright with excitement, only making you more nervous

"I mean...I was thinking it could be just the 2 of us..."

"Just us?"

"Yeah, you know. Like a date..."

"A date?"

"Yeah"

"With me?"

"I mean if you want to, I'm not..."

"I would love to!" he smiled

"You-You would?"

"Yeah, sounds awesome!"

"Ok, um, great! Can I get your number so I can text you the details?"

On your way home, you held the little piece of paper with Rory's number in your closed fist, your face hot from excitement and happiness. God, you could barely wait for Saturday!