#They didn’t tho. She’s fine. PHEW

[shima-draws]

MAN I don’t know what it is about Sumeru but they are hitting HARD with these World Quests. These storylines have got to be my absolute favorite so far, they’re SO unbelievably good???

[eventhedarkestlightshines]

Concert Surprise

Masterlist

K-pop AU - MET Gala, Chance Meeting

Pairing: Timothée Chalamet x KpopFem!Reader

Summary: Timmy and Y/N finally collabs.

Notes: There were so many inspirations for different aspects of this fic but I’ll just state the main ones. I was initially inspired by that viral video of a worker dancing to Itzy’s Loco and someone walking in on her but I don’t really know how to write the dance scenes so this is the closest thing to it that I can do. Another inspiration that helped write this story was IU’s Kuala Lumpar Love Poem concert performance of ‘Every End of the Day’ and seeing the interactions between IU and one of the backup dancers were too cute and I knew I had to include that. Basically I wanted to write something with Y/N showing off to Timmy LOL. Another thing I wanted to mention is that Kpop concerts usually end with a happy, peppy, energetic song so please imagine them dancing to a song like that.

On another note, I tried something new with this fic; I played around with the POVs and I hope you all like it.

Not beta’d!

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T: Hey Y/N! Just wanna let u know, i’ll be at ur next concert

Y/N: What? Really?

T: Yup, just wrapped up a shoot and had some free time, so i got me some tickets

Y/N: This late?

T: I got links

Y/N: 🤨

T: Ok fine, i knew we were wrapping up at this time so i bought the tickets when they went out as a surprise…

T: So… Surprise!

Y/N: 😂

Y/N: I’ll have someone send over the details on getting backstage

T: U don’t have to

Y/N: Too late, just told someone to do it

Y/N: R u sure btw? I know my stuff isn’t your type of music

T: i’m sure, i actually do listen to ur music

Y/N: u do?

T: yup, it’s missing something tho 🤔😉

Y/N: …

Y/N: Ok, so, I’ve been thinking about that collab u’ve been chasing

T: r u finally going to do a music collab with me?

Y/N: Not exactly…

Y/N: I just had an idea. Why don’t u come up on stage with me for a song

Y/N: I mean, the internet seems to agree that ur a good dancer

T: Uhh… I mean, glad to hear that ur admitting to my dance skills…

T: But you know, as much as I hate to admit it… I’m not on ur level…

Y/N: LOL, don’t worry, it’ll be one of my simpler choreo

Y/N: I usually perform it at the end of my shows, that way u still get to see the concert

T: *phew*

Y/N: 😂

Y/N: the only thing is, the song is definitely not ur thing and i’m not sure if you still want to go through with it…

T: which song is it?

Y/N: this [link]

T: that’s fine. I’m still down

Y/N: R u free tomorrow?

T: I should be

Y/N: ok, here’s the address, we’re doing some stuff in the morning but you can drop by in the afternoon

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Timmy walked through the halls trying to find the room Y/N told him that they would be in. He spotted Bdg/N and deduced that he was close. As he got closer to Bdg/N, he heard muffled music. Bdg/N nodded at him in greeting and he returned it. He then quietly opened the door to see a group dancing to the beat. They were dancing to a song he never heard before. Was it a song he missed or was it something new? Before he could think more about it, he saw Y/N at the front. She was so focused on the performance that neither she nor the dancers noticed him.

Timmy stared at Y/N with soft and amazed eyes. He watched her move across the floor, easily transitioning from one move to the next and doing moves that he can only dream of doing. She truly was on another level.

Y/N was right, he didn’t typically listen to K-pop but there was something about her music that he just couldn’t stop listening to.

It was interesting that she had a wide repertoire of sounds; one song would be more rock, EDM the next, and then pop, etc. while still maintaining her signature style. He liked that she experimented with different types of genres and made it her own. While he vibed with some songs and didn’t vibe with others, he couldn’t stop listening to them, he couldn’t help but listen to all of them, and he couldn’t stop watching her performances as well.

While the song he was going to perform with Y/N stage was one of his lesser liked songs of hers, he would not pass up the chance to perform with her. It was one of the songs that had always put a pinched expression on his face while he watched the performance. He would purse his lips and furrow his eyebrows as he watched her dance cutely with the backup dancer. He knew that it was just the choreo to match the song but it never failed to make him scowl. He wasn’t sure how he’d be able to keep that expression off his face if he saw it in person, but he would have to suck it up if he didn’t want to lose the opportunity to work with Y/N again.

He appreciated the opportunity to perform on stage with her even though the entire thing came from a joke. When other people brought up his non-existent rapping career, he got a bit embarrassed and Y/N knew that but with her, he felt comfortable bringing it up. She knew that he was joking about the collabs but she followed his lead.

The music stopped and Y/N turned to her dancers, but before she could say anything Timmy started clapping.

---

As soon as we did the finishing move, I turned to my backup dancers but before I could say anything, I heard clapping and I looked towards the door.

“Timmy! You made it!” I exclaimed, I turned to my dancers, “That’s good for today, we can run it over again later. Just give me a second to get Timmy settled and then we can show him the ropes.”

I headed towards Timmy and guided him to where he could put this stuff.

“I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” he asked. “Was that a new song I just heard?”

I was a bit stunned, I knew he said that he listens to my songs but I didn’t think he actually meant it. It warms my heart knowing that. A grin began to form on my face.

“Don’t worry about it. We were just working on a new project, just keep it to yourself and we won’t have a problem. Otherwise we’d have to make you disappear,” I joked. I looked at him and asked, “So are you ready to learn the choreo?”

Timmy scratched his head and laughed nervously, “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

I placed my hands on his shoulders and gave him a small shake, “Don’t be nervous. It doesn’t have to be perfect. It’s the last song and it is bubbly; we usually make it fun and silly. Half the time, we don’t do the full choreo. So relax and just have fun. If you have any suggestions we’re all ears.” Then I clapped my hands, “let’s show you the choreo first and then we can teach you.”

I called over one of the dancers and introduced them to each other, “You’ll be taking over his spot in the choreo and he’s offered to help you.”

“Don’t worry. This is just a simple one,” I teased him one more time as we got into place. “Remember, it doesn’t have to be perfect. It’s supposed to be fun, so have fun.”

With that, we started the music.

---

At the end of the practice session, Timmy was lying on the floor catching his breath. He could hear Y/N and her backup dancers talking and laughing as they cleaned. When he was about to get up to help, Y/N waved him back down, telling him to rest.

He was tired. He could recall the days where Y/N felt tired and achy during the filming of Dune, not that she complained. There were days where he could see her tense and stiff but by the time it was time to shoot, there was no evidence of it visible. He couldn’t imagine how long and how many performances she did to get to that point if he was only just feeling tired now. It had been hours since he started and he finally got it down without stumbling or forgetting a part. He felt bad that he most likely had taken up a lot of their time despite being reassured that it wasn’t a big deal. They could’ve spent the time they were helping him resting and relaxing until the concert, instead they were patiently teaching him. At least it seemed like they were having fun with the number of jokes and laughter that came out of the session.

While he wasn’t confident that his dance skills were on par with her and her dancers, he was confident that he wouldn’t mess up. He knew that even the simplest of choreos weren’t easy, but he still underestimated the time that he would need to learn it without making mistakes.

It was worth it though. He got to perform on stage alongside with Y/N and he took the role of the backup dancer he was most envious of. It made his stomach flutter when he realized whose role he was going to be taking over.

He startled when he felt something cold touch his face. He opened his eyes and saw that it was Y/N with a bottle of water in her hand. He looked around and saw that everyone left.

She laughed as he sat up and took the bottle, “thanks.”

He took a drink while Y/N lounged next to him.

“Good job today,” she said, “how’d you find it?”

“Pshh, easy peasy, I got it down within the hour. I just didn’t want to make you guys feel bad so I pretended to look like I was struggling,” he said haughtily before chuckling, “Just kidding, it was challenging. I’m amazed that everyone was able to easily rearrange themselves after changing it up and so quickly too.”

Y/N laughed, “Yea, that’s how it is. Sometimes you get weeks to learn a choreo but other times you get days. There would even be times where you don’t get much time to learn it, so you just have to learn how to pick it up quickly. You get better as time goes by. Rearrangements aren’t a big thing. Don’t worry about it. You actually did a pretty good job today. I'm impressed. After a couple of more times, you'll be able to do it in your sleep."

Timmy smiled. He knew it was far from perfect but he appreciated the words of encouragement.

They then were interrupted by a knock on the door. Y/N and Timmy turned their heads towards the door and it was Bdg/N with a paper bag in his hand.

“Food,” Bdg/N stated as he walked towards them.

Y/N made a grabby motion in the air, “Thank you! I don’t know about you but I’m starving!” She took the bag and began to unload it. She looked up at her bodyguard and asked, “Did you get food as well?”

Bdg/N nodded and quietly left the room.

She squinted at her bodyguard’s back and muttered to herself, “I don’t know if I should believe him…”

Timmy smothered a laugh before Y/N turned to him, “We got you some food as well.”

“Oh, thank you. You didn’t have to, I could’ve-,” he started but was cut off.

“After a day like this? You’ve earned it,” she said as she passed him some food, “You’re gonna need the energy for tomorrow. We’re gonna run through it a few more times during rehearsals and figure out stage direction. I’ll give you a run down of you coming up on stage. We’re going to figure out the timing on that as well. Oh, let me grab my phone and show you-”

Timmy chuckled and shook his head. He ate as Y/N continued on about the plan. She became so distracted that her food would have remained untouched if he hadn’t nudged her to take a bite of her food from time to time. This wasn’t the first time he did it, Timmy smiled as he continued to listen to Y/N, and he would gladly continue to do it if that meant spending more time with her.

-

[Video: video started off with the title “Timmy and Y/N cute concert moments” and transitioned into the captions titled “Y/N brought Timmy on stage and we are here for it. They had many cute moments. Here’s a compilation of those moments.”

-

Instagram live: Started on Timmy, “hey guys, guess where I’m at.”

Camera switched over to show Y/N getting her makeup done. She looked up and saw Timmy with the phone. She waved at the camera.

“I’m backstage with Y/N at her last concert,” Timmy said.

“Well, I don’t know how Timmy got backstage guys, he just showed up at the entrance and just followed me in. I’ve been trying to get rid of him ever since, any advice?” Y/N joked.

-

“So this is the last song for the night and I appreciate you all for coming. You’ve all been wonderful and I think you all deserve a surprise. Do you remember a certain video I uploaded some time ago and asked you guys to vote whether or not he could dance?” Y/N said, “Well I decided to invite him on stage. Why don’t you make some noise for him. Come on out Timmy.”

And the crowd screamed when he came out on stage waving at the crowd.

“Well, let’s see if he lives up to all of our expectations!” she said. They got into place and Timmy and Y/N exchanged some words before the music started.

-

“Oh my god, oh my god,” could be heard from the fan taking the video. “They’re so cute.”

Y/N and Timmy bumped hips and then jumped away, pistol pointing at each other.

-

Timmy stood behind Y/N with his arms around her. Y/N fell into the embrace with one of her hands on his as she sang.

-

Y/N stood between Timmy and another dancer, both on their knees with their hands out toward her. Y/N looked between the two. She turned to Timmy, her hand reaching out towards him before turning away and placing her hand in the other dancer’s. Timmy acted like he was struck, with his hand on his chest and the other on his forehead, acting as though he was distressed.

Y/N looked at Timmy and laughed before grabbing his hands and pulling him up.

-

Y/N and Timmy looping arms together and jumping around the stage.

-

Timmy lifted Y/N in his arms and started spinning her around. Y/N started laughing before continuing to sing.

-

The stage was empty but the crowd was chanting for an encore. It continued on until Timmy appears on stage without Y/N, “it’s just me for the encore guys. Y/N sent me for the encore. She’s finally bowing down to my rap and dance skills.”

Y/N appeared after him, “Lies, he shoved me to the side and ran out here. Pretty sure this was his plan; to take over the concert.”

-

Timmy and Y/N playing rock paper scissors, Y/N lost so she turned around and Timmy jumped on her back. She carried him around for a while before he jumped off, her singing stable throughout.

-

Y/N, Timmy, and the backup dancers hopping around the stage in a line.

-

Arms were across each other’s shoulder, head close together. Y/N placed the mic to Timmy’s mouth and he sang a line. The crowd went wild.

-

The song ended and Y/N pulled Timmy with her to the center of the stage and they stood between her backup dancers. They waved at the fans.

“Thank you for a wonderful night!” Y/N said, “Please thank my dance crew and the band for their awesome work tonight!” The crowd cheered as the backup dancers and the band, standing up from their set, waved at the fans and bowed. “What about the crew in the back for the amazing job!” The crowd cheered once more. “Let’s not forget Timmy! Didn’t he do an incredible job!” The crowd goes louder as Timmy pretended to take off a hat, threw it in the air and bowed. He continued to wave at the crowd before grabbing the mic from Y/N.

“Don’t forget Y/N! She killed it tonight! I don’t know about you but I had a great time! And I’m not saying that because she finally lets me on stage and I’m right next to her,” Timmy joked.

Y/N laughed and playfully slapped Timmy before waving and bowing at the crowd. She took the mic from him.

“Thank you again for coming and I hope you all enjoyed yourself!” Y/N said as they all bow once more before filing off the stage. “Please get home safe!”

Y/N and Timmy waved at the fans one more time before leaving the stage. As they left, the camera zoomed in closely to the two. They were laughing and grinning at each other, their hands lingering close to each other's. The camera focused on their hands. Timmy's hand reached out to Y/N's, but then the footage got cut off.

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers LUNATIC PARADE ;; Yuma Route ー Chapter 3

ー The scene starts in the Church inside Yui’s dream

Yui: ( Hm...Where am I...? )

???: Hello there, so we meet again.

Yui: ( This voice...It sounds vaguely familiar... )

???: How do you feel? ...Are you confident you’ll be able to get your heart back? 

Yui: ...! Could you be...Count Walter?

???: Haha...You can think of me as you see fit.

More importantly, what is your answer? I would love to hear it. 

Yui: Right now...Things aren’t looking too good. At the same time, the gemstone which has been buried inside of me should still last for a while, so we can take our time to thiーー

???: Take your time? ...Haah, you don’t seem very motivated. 

Yui: Eh...?

???: Are you sure you can afford to do that? Shouldn’t you retrieve your heart for his sake as well?

Yui: His...Are you talking about Yuma-kun?

???: I am. Even though he appears to struggle quite a bit as well, he still prioritizes how you feel or what you think.

And to say he is simply one of many who have fallen captive to this special heart...How odd. 

Yui: ( My heart...Come to think of it, the taste of my blood has changed as well, hasn’t it? )

( But, he said that he doesn’t sweat that sort of stuff... )

Yuma-kun is different from you. He told me that my heart is unrelated. 

???: Good grief...You don’t know a thing, do you? ...Haven’t you been spoiled a little too much? 

Yui: Eh?

???: I’m sure you actually realized...that those words were nothing but sweet lies. 

Yui: ...No way...

( He does have a point...He’s a Vampire after all. The taste of my blood is obviously important. )

( Yet, he worked with me when I prioritized other matters over getting my heart back. )

( However, how does he truly feel? Was he simply doing all of that to put me at ease...? )

...

???: He is but a Vampire in the end. Do not forget that. 

Yui: ( I’m so selfish. I confided in his kindness too much. )

( Even though I was only able to think about those around me, because I knew I always had Yuma-kun with me to fall back on...! )

ー Yui wakes up in the hotel room

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: Nn...Was that a dream just now...?

( A very vivid one at that. ...Huh? )

*Rustle*

Yui: Yuma-kun...?

( He’s not here. ...I could have sworn he was right next to me when I fell asleep though. )

( He didn’t go somewhere by himself, right...!? )

*Rustle*

Yui: Yuma-kun...Where are you?

ー Yuma enters the room

Yui: Yuma-kun!?

ー She embraces him

*Thud*

Yuma: Woah!? Don’t scare the shit outta me!

Yui: Ah...Sorry...

Yuma: What has gotten into ya?

Yui: Well, I was surprised to find you were gone when I woke up...

Yuma: Aah, my bad. I went to fetch this bad boy real quick.

*Rustle*

Yui: This is...a seedling of some kind? 

Yuma: It’s a vegetable! I got these seeds over here as well. 

They should allow me to grow the giant strawberries from the Demon World back in my own garden as well. 

They had just ran out of fertilizer tho, so I gotta wait till the next load is delivered. ...Oh well, such is life. 

Yui: I see...

( I’m glad he didn’t just run off somewhere... )

Yuma: ...The fuck’s wrong with ya? First ya jump out at me and now all that energy is suddenly gone again...Has the exhaustion gone to yer head or somethin’?

Yui: No, I’m fine.

Yuma: Heeh? Whatever. For now...

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: Nn...Calm down, ‘kay?

Yui: ...! ...I am calm!

Yuma: Really? That’s not what it looks like to me. Hehe...Should I do a more thorough check-up?

Yui: Eh?

*Rustle rustle*

Yuma: I guess ‘round here will do...Che, all my marks are gone ‘cause I haven’t bitten ya in a while.

Hehe...Keep still, ‘kay?

Yui: ...Okay.

Yuma: Heeh, you’re bein’ a good girl today. Oh well, I’ll just...

ー He opens his mouth to bite her but then suddenly stops

Yui: ...

Yuma: ...

Yui: ( Yuma-kun...? )

Yuma: Nevermind. ...Come to think of it, I haven’t washed my hands yet after rummagin’ through the soil at the garden center earlier.

Yui: Eh?

Yuma: Hehe, my bad. I got some dirt on yer hair, so go wash it off in the shower.

Yui: Geez...Fine. I’ll get going then.

ー The scene shifts to the bathroom

Yui: ( Phew. This should do, right? )

ー She turns off the water

Yui: ( About earlier...Yuma-kun might be holding off on sucking my blood... )

( I’m sure it’s because...My blood no longer tastes nice, right? )

( Yuma-kun is always looking out for me and treating me with kindness. However, what am I providing for him in return? )

( ...What can I offer him now that my blood no longer holds any value? )

( At this rate...He might grow to dislike me. )

( I don’t want that... )

( I have to retrieve my heart after all. However, to accomplish that... )

( What should I do? )

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to the forest

Yui: ( I’ve climbed up this mountain path just as Yuma-kun suggested but...The slope is quite steep, I’m having trouble catching my breath. )

Yuma: Oi, everythin’ alright?

Yui: All good...

Yuma: Tell me as soon as ya start havin’ trouble. I can easily carry ya on my shoulder. 

Yui: No, don’t worry. I can walk by myself. 

Yuma: Aah? Okay then...

Yui: ( It’s the least I can do to avoid causing him extra trouble. )

Yuma: Anyway, I didn’t think I’d get some intel on the location of a rare item at the garden center out of all places. 

On top of that, it’s ‘bout some kind of treasure which may be up for grabs over at an abandoned mine site...Sounds kinda excitin’, no?

Yui: Yeah...Sure does.

Yuma: ...Oi, ya just said that in the most unexcited way ever.

 Yui: ...That’s not true. Sorry, I’m just a little thirsty. 

Yuma: God, ya leave me no choice then. Wait here for a sec, ‘kay? I’ll go get some spring water from over there.

Yui: No, it’s okay. I’ll come with you.

Yuma: Are ya sure you’ll manage while completely worn out?

Yui: Yeah.

( I should start doing the things I can by myself. ...One step at a time. )

Yuma: ...Geez, I don’t know what’s going on in that head of yers, but don’t get in my way, ‘kay?

Yui: Yeah...

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to the abandoned mine

Yui: ( Uu...You can really tell this place has been abandoned. There’s nobody around and it’s kind of eerie. )

Yuma: Hehe...What’s wrong, Sow? Gettin’ cold feet?

Yui: I mean, it’s creepy in here...

Yuma: Ahー Now that you mention it, I heard there was a big accident in these mines in the past.

Many people were buried alive as a result and ever since...This place has been supposedly haunted.

Yui: You don’t mean...?

Yuma: Hehe, exactly. I’m obviously talkin’ ‘bout ghosts? 

Yui: Gosh, cut it out! It’s already scary enough as is...

Yuma: Haah? Don’t ya think it’s strange how you’re shittin’ yer pants over some ghosts when somethin’ not much different is walkin’ right in front of ya?

Yui: There’s...nothing in front of me though?

Yuma: Idiot. ...What about the Vampire who gets a kick out of scarin’ the livin’ hell out of human chicks? 

Yui: ...You’re not a ghost. 

Yuma: Well duh. But from a human’s point of view, we’re all pretty much the same thing, right?

Yui: Not at all! I’m not scared of you.

( They’re totally different. ...Yuma-kun is kind after all. )

Yuma: Thanks.

By the way, what we’re lookin’ for right now is pretty terrifyin’ in its own regard, ya know?

Yui: Eh? ...Is that so?

Yuma: Yeah! They say there’s a Dragon’s den in the deepest part of the mine, which is where the treasure is rumored to be found.

Yui: So Dragons exist too...

( I’ve only ever heard of those in fairytales, but this is the Demon World after all... )

( I wonder which is scarier, a ghost or a dragon...? I’ve never come across either, so I can’t even imagine what they would look like. )

Hey, Yuma-kuーー

( Huh? He’s gone...But it’s just one straight path as far as I can see, so we couldn’t have gotten separated. )

( Is he hiding somewhere to try and spook me, perhaps? )

Yuma-kun...?

Gosh...Yuma-kun!

...

( Huh? ...He’s actually nowhere to be found? )

Yuma-kun, where are you!? Hey!

( Oh no...It’d be dangerous to proceed on my own, but at the same time, I don’t want us to get separated because I thoughtlessly went back. )

( Still, just staying put here in the dark is scary as well...! )

( I guess I’ll just slowly walk forward for now to distract myself. )

ー Yui proceeds

Yui: Yuma-kun...? Hey, Yuma-kun, can you hear me...!

Answer me...Please...!

*THUD*

Yui: ...!!

( T-That scared me... )

( God...Where could he have gone? )

Yuma-kun...I’m scared...

*Crumble*

ー Yuma jumps out to scare her

Yuma: Wah!!

Yui: Kyaaaahーー!!

Yuma: Wha...Why are ya actually screamin’ on top of yer lungs!? Fuck, my ears are ringin’... 

Yui: ( T-That nearly gave me a heart attack...! )

Selection

→ Get mad (☾)

Yui: I’m the one who should complain! How could you spook me like that!?

Yuma: Oi oi, don’t get yer panties in a knot. ‘Kay?

Yui: But...You were suddenly gone, and I was terrified by myself...

Yuma: Yeah, I saw how ya were shakin’ on yer legs. When I heard ya call out for me in despair, I suddenly got the urge to scare ya.

*Rustle*

Yuma: You’ve only got yerself to blame for bein’ so darn cute, ya know?

Yui: ...!

Yuma: I promise I won’t disappear again, okay? ...Nn.

*Smooch*

→ Feel relieved

Yui: Yuma-kun, I’m glad you’re okay...

Yuma: Oi oi, ya really think I’d get taken down so easily?

Yui: But...I got worried since you disappeared so suddenly.

Yuma: Well...Makes sense. I made ya worry, huh? I won’t do it again.

Yui: ( Oh no. All tension being relieved at once is making me tear up... )

Yuma: Ahー ...Again, my bad. Don’t cry. I just took a lil’ detour ‘cause I thought I saw somethin’ glimmer in the dark. 

Here.

*Rustle*

Yui: ( It’s so pretty, shining ever so slightly in the palm of Yuma-kun’s hand... )

This...What could it be? 

Yuma: Beats me. If Ruki was here with us, he might be able to tell ya its name right away, but I have no clue. 

But ya like this sorta stuff, don’t ya?

Yui: Yeah, it’s beautiful.

Yuma: Ya can have it then.

Yui: Are you sure?

Yuma: If ya won’t accept it, I basically went to get it for nothin’, right? So just take it. 

Yui: ...Thank you. I’ll take good care of it.

Yuma: Hehe...Once we get outta here, it might turn out to be just some regular old pebble, ya know?

Yui: I’d be okay with that too. ...I’m really happy. 

Yuma: Yeah. ...Let’s keep goin’ then.

ー Yuma walks ahead

Yui: ( Yuma-kun’s so kind. ...Meanwhile I can’t do anything for him in return. )

( I guess in the end...I’m just a burden. )

Yuma: ...!? That’s...?

Yui: Hm? What’s wroーー

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ( ...! He suddenly covered my mouth. )

Yuma: Keep quiet. Something’s there.

Yui: ( Eh? ...Yuma-kun’s pointing towards a gaping hole in the wall. )

Yuma: This must be the place...We should be able to get our hands on some rare goods here. 

Yui: Eh? What makes you think that? 

Yuma: Hm? Ya can’t see it? ...Oh well. It’s dangerous, so ya wait here. 

Yui: Sure...

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: ( He carefully went inside the hole but will he be okay? )

( I’m sure dragons are very big...I’m worried. )

ー Somebody walks up to her

Yui: Yuma-kun...?

Yuma: Sorry for the wait! Guess who got their hands on the treasure? 

Yui: Treasure? ...What is that?

( It’s somewhat on the larger side, and has a gentle elliptical shape. Could it be...? )

Yuma: Behold! A Dragon’s Egg!!

Yui: A Dragon’s!?

Yuma: Hell yeah!

Yui: I-I’m surprised you didn’t get caught...Wasn’t the Mother Dragon around? 

Yuma: I mean, somethin’ along those lines, I guess. But there were multiple of these, so I’m sure she won’t mind if we take one.

Yui: But...I’m sure she’ll grieve ? I don’t think we should do this...

Yuma: Aah? Ya want me to let go of it when I tried so hard to get my hands on one of these bad boys? 

Yui: I mean...

( However, if we take the egg back with us and it catches the Count’s attention, we might be able to retrieve my heart. )

( Best case scenario, we could even convince him to return the cake as well... )

Yuma: Oi, don’t space out. We’re gettin’ outta here for now.

Yui: O-Okay...

( What should we do...We might not be able to get our hands on any other valuable item. )

( Sorry, Mother Dragon... )

*TIMESKIP*

Yuma: Hahー! That was surprisingly easy!

Yui: Yeah...

( I’m glad we managed to make it back here safe and sound. )

*Rumble rumble*

Yui: Kyah!

Yuma: Woah! Shit, that was close...I nearly dropped the egg.

Yui: Hey, what could that sound have been?

Yuma: Dunno...

*Rumble rumble*

Yui: ( Again...? How odd. )

Yuma: Oi, this smells like trouble. 

Yui: Yeah...

*Flap flap*

Yui: Eh...? This sound...

( Could it be the Dragon...? )

*Flap flap*

Yuma: Hm? Something’s flyin’ through the air. It isn’t a Dragon but an...eagle? 

Yui: It seems to be heading our way?

Yuma: Ah, could this be...An eagle’s egg instead of a Dragon one?

Yui: Eeh!? Which means...

( She’s after us!? )

*Flap flap*

Yuma: Either way, we gotta get away!! Run!!

ー They start running

Yui: ...Haah, Yuma-kun...I can’t run no more...!

Yuma: Are ya alright!? I’d love to carry ya, but I’m already holdin’ onto this egg...Fuck!

Yui: ( I’ve...reached my limit...! )

Yuma: Yui! We’re usin’ that to get out!

Yui: Eh? ‘That’...? A mine cart? Does it still work?

Yuma: We’ll find out once we give it a try! Let’s go!

Yui: ( Right now we have no other choice but to board it...! )

Explanation: You control the mine cart and avoid obstacles by jumping over them by pressing the X button. If you bump into one of the crates or rocks, you are taken a few metres back on the course. Try and reach the goal before the timer runs out. 

You can play this game in EASY, NORMAL or HARD mode.

Yuma: Hell yeah! Awesome job, Yui!

Yui: ( Thank god...We made it out somehow. )

Yuma: The cart was shakin’ like crazy, it had me sweatin’ for a sec, but the egg’s safe as well.

Yui: Really? I’m glad...

Yuma: Yeah! That was way more excitin’ than any of the rides at the amusement park!

The constantly changin’ scenery as we zoomed through at high speed...It really felt like we had embarked on this grand adventure! I had a blast!

Every time we went up and down, I just wanted to scream on top of my lungs...Honestly, I wouldn’t mind goin’ for another round?

Anyway...You did well! Imma show ya some appreciation so get yer ass over here!

*Rustle*

Yui: ...Kyah!

Yuma: Ya really never disappoint at the times when it really matters. You’ve got some balls of steel...I like that!

Yui: God...Is that supposed to be a compliment? 

Yuma: Duh! ...Ya really are the best.

Yui: So are you...Honestly, I don’t deserve you.

Yuma: Hehe...Ya keep spoutin’ adorable crap...

Don’t do that while we’re out in public, ‘kay? ...I won’t be able to control myself.

Yui: ...Geez!

( Anyway...I truly am glad we both made it out unscathed. )

ー The scene shifts to the entrance to the mines

Yuma: Anyway, it’s great we’ve got this egg now...but how are we gonna lure out the Count?

It sucks that we don’t know where he is...What should we do?

*Flap*

Yui: Eh? ...This sound...!?

*Flap flap*

Yuma: Che, it already caught up with us! We better run and quick!!

*CAW*

Yui: ( This cry...She sounds enraged. )

( But, I can’t blame her...We stole her precious egg after all. )

( To the mother bird, it’s the same as stealing a life...No, I’m sure she treasures it even more than her own life. )

Yuma: Yui! Don’t stand there frozen in place!

*Flap flap*

*CAW*

Yui: ( Should we really make a run for it here? She sounds so sorrowful...I can’t bring myself to run... )

( I just can’t. )

Yuma-kun. Let’s return the egg to its mother after all.

Yuma: Aah!? What are ya sayin’ now!?

Yui: I know it’ll waste all of your hard work but...I...!

Yuma: ...Are ya serious?

Yui: Yes. ...I truly am sorry.

But I can’t bring myself to steal a mother’s child.

If I try and put myself in her position, I don’t think I could bear such a loss. So...!

Yuma: ...Haah. Fine. Be my guest.

Yui: Yes. ...I’ll give the egg back, okay?

Yuma: Yeah.

*Flap flap*

*CAW*

Yui: ( ...She’s scary...! However, I’m sure she’s much more scared of us than we are of her...! )

I’m so sorry, Mother Bird! I...was only thinking about myself.

*Flap flap*

*CAW*

Yui: I’ll give your little one back. So...Please, accept it!

( I’ll try and lift it up as high into the sky as I can...! )

*CAW*

*Flap flap*

Yui: Ah...

( She skillfully grabbed the egg with her beak... )

*Flap flap*

Yui: There she goes...

Yuma: ...

Yui: ( We did the right thing, no? )

Yuma: Let’s head back.

Yui: Yeah...

ー The scene shifts to Rubien Canal

Yui: ( I’m glad we were able to make it back safely from the mine site on one of the gondolas, however... )

Yuma: ...

Yui: ( I can’t blame him for being upset. I keep on acting so selfishly... )

( This time, he might actually be done with me. )

( ...What am I even doing? )

Yuma: ...Oi.

Yui: Hm?

Yuma: Why not take a better look ‘round? ...This might be the last time ya ever get to board a gondola, no?

Yui: ( The last time...Right. It makes sense he has run out of love for me. )

( However...I still didn’t think it would hurt this much to hear him say that upfront... )

Yuma: Haah...Don’t always make assumptions by yerself! 

Yui: Eh?

ー He pulls her close

*Rustle*

Yuma: Ya really are too good for this world. ...I can’t believe ya.

Yui: Yeah...

Yuma: That’s why...You’re gettin’ this in return!

*Rustle rustle* 

Yui: Kyah...Stop...!

Yuma: Nah, I’m not stoppin’! This is yer punishment! Take this!

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: ...Yuma-kun, my hair will become a mess...!

Yuma: Aah? I don’t give a damn. ...I like ya no matter what ya look like.

Yui: Eh...?

Yuma: To be honest, when ya offered to return the egg, I saw it comin’ from miles away.

Yui: Really?

Yuma: Yeah. ...I mean, it still pissed me off. If ya were gonna stop me, then couldn’t ya have done so a lil’ sooner? 

Yui: Sorry. But, I...!

Yuma: Oh come on! It was obviously comin’, knowin’ ya. ...Ya were actin’ off as well. 

Yui: ...Since I no longer have my heart right now, I thought you would hate me as a result...

Even though you told me you don’t care about the taste of my blood...!

*Rustle*

Yuma: ...Ya really are an idiot. Why would I hate you over such a trivial thing? 

But...Sorry for makin’ ya worry.

Yui: Oh no, you’re not to blame. I’m the one who shouldーー

Yuma: Come on, shush. ...Nn...

*Smooch*

Yui: ...

Yuma: Just shut up...Just empty your head. ‘Kay? 

Yui: ...Okay...

Yuma: Good girl. ...Nn...

*Smooch*

Yui: ( I should have had a little more faith in Yuma-kun.... )

( I shouldn’t have let myself get led astray by some dream...without believing in the person who is closer to me than anyone else in this world. )

( But I won’t doubt him anymore. I’ll trust the person who shows me kindness...and these arms holding tightly onto me. )

( Yuma-kun...Thank you. )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー 

← RETURN TO CHAPTER 2

→ PROCEED WITH MAIN STORY [CHAPTER 4]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #1 [W/ SHUU]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #2 [W/ SUBARU]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #3 [W/ RUKI]

→ SUB-SCENARIO #4 [W/ SHIN]

[anika-ann]

3+1 (Un)Wanted Mistletoe Encounters

Type: One-shot, Reader Insert               Word count: 4200

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary:  Kissing under the mistletoe is one of the most famous Christmas traditions; so obviously, it is not Christmas without it at the Tower.

Unfortunately for the occupants, you are not fond of the tradition – at all. 

...or are you?

Warnings: cliché trope, pushy Pietro, discussion of dub-con I guess, language, fluff

A/N: Idea born from this video where John Mulaney says: “If any decoration needs to be MeToo’ed…” and goes on.

Beatiful divider by firefly-graphics

1.

You were no Grinch.

In fact, you actually liked Christmas and the Holiday season, you enjoyed both giving and receiving and you appreciated when people found time to spend it together, whether in their own family circle or with their chosen one.

But. There was one significant ‘but’.

And with this being your first Christmas with the Avengers, Sam Wilson was about to learn about the said but first-hand, because that sweet kind-hearted dumbass with a sass streak walked right into it.

Quite literally.

December 23th, you woke up well-rested, got breakfast, wrapped several presents and were on your way to hunt down a lunch in the communal kitchen, when a voice stopped you in the doorway, where you nearly ran into Sam. Nearly.

“Ah-oh,” he hummed, a shit-eating grin spreading on his handsome face and you stopped dead in your tracks, frowning at the ominous sound.

“What?”

And then came the fateful words: “You’re standing under a mistletoe.”

You see, here was a thing; the tradition of hanging a mistletoe and meeting people under it by chance as an excuse to get a kiss from someone was… stupid. Downright idiotic. Pushing people into something they didn’t have a chance to back out from. Forced affection.

Yeah, that was not happening even if Sam was a real swell guy and you did find a newly hung mistletoe above your heads indeed as you briefly looked up to check if his words were true.

“Okay. And?”

His eyebrows rose in surprise, his tone turning slightly wavering.

“…And so am I?”

“And?” you continued, crossing your arms on your chest defensively, already preparing a rant that would hopefully spread like wildfire and ended this dumb tradition altogether. Or well, at least spread around the Tower so no one would ever try to corner you again.

“Really?” Sam deadpanned and you stared right back at him, your face probably displaying precisely how you felt; unimpressed.

“Yes, really,” you emphasized and pointed up at the offensive plant for a good measure. “This is a stupid concept, objectifying people, women especially. It’s about people being forced into showing affection they might not even feel. It’s bordering on a damn dub-con if not non-con.”

Sam blinked a few times, instinctively retreating as he felt you heating up. He raised his hands in a no-harm gesture to show he got your point.

But you were already on roll and you glimpsed Tony in the kitchen, so you thought that there was no harm in him hearing your speech too, just to make sure that the smug loveable bastard of a billionaire got the message as well.

“It’s like all those poor kids being asked why don’t you give your granny a hug before we go and a kiss to your granddad— well, it’s because I don’t want to and it’s my choice to give affection to someone! And now this thing, this is the tip of the iceberg, really, the last fucking drop- it needs to be Me Too’ed, I swear.”

You found yourself panting as you finished, your hands on your hips now – not that you realized you had put them there – and your belly hot and angry for some inexplicable reason; maybe it was the fact that it was Sam, amazing, friendly and understanding Sam Wilson, who had to go and point this stupid poisonous plant out for you; and have the audacity to ask for a kiss.

Dammit!

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he apologized sincerely, voice kind and without any hint of hurt or mockery. “It won’t happen again. I see that you might have a point in this.”

All the fight instantly left your body, replaced by warmth of friendship, mingling with a shiver of shame for your quick judgement and outburst. You sighed, easing your posture and offering and apologetic smile in return.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make a big deal of that-“

“No, it’s fine. Like I said, you’re kinda right.”

“Damn right I am,” you hummed, feeling the corners of your lips rise automatically as Sam chuckled and shook his head at your antics.

But hey – you were right. You were not sorry for that.

Still snickering to himself, Sam sidestepped you in the door and patted your shoulder.

As you continued your path as well, you would swear you heard Tony mutter under his breath that you were a Grinch.

Jerk.

2.

“Hey! Don’t I get a kiss?” Clint called out a complaint as you met both stepped into that damn doorway at the same time.

As he pointed up, all you could do was to sigh, close your eyes and count to ten.

It had only been like four hours maybe; perhaps the word hadn’t gotten to him yet that you were not a fan of making out with random people – even if they were family – just because it was Christmas; or as Tony had put it, that you were a Grinch.

Personally, you thought that his insult had been inaccurate; you had given it a thought. Maybe you were more of a Scrooge. Perhaps you should tell him next time you saw him, just to see his face; Tony did pride in his ability to come up with witty nicknames.

You almost spitted out Bah, humbug now, just because.

“No, you don’t,” you said flatly instead, causing Clint’s jaw to quite literally drop as he looked at you with indignation and horror in his eyes.

“But--- but- mistletoe!” he stuttered and you sighed, deciding to explain it to him too – patiently.

“Why should some stupid plant tell me when someone is worth my affection? Someone who allegedly deserved it by simply standing under the same plant as me, no less? Get. Out. Not happening.”

You winced a bit as you registered the snappy tone you used.

Well. Half of the task of explaining it to him patiently went right, you’d call that a success, you supposed.

The poor archer just blinked, staring at you dumbfounded and mildly hurt; as if you had just told him that Santa Claus was nothing but a trick. Phew, as if you were that heartless…

Just-- logic. In fact, you had given this tradition a generous amount of thought since your last encounter under it and you figured out where it came from, historical inaccuracy be damned.

“I mean, where did the idea even come from? I bet it was just because some dude saw another guy mouth-to-mouth a girl, who happened to eat some of this poisonous parasite, may I add, and she was dying, so he gave her rescue breaths before continuing CPR. And the dude thought, that’s a great idea! Let’s make this a habit, just without the poisoning! Yeah, no. You’re not getting a kiss, Clinton,” you finished, satisfied with yourself as you managed to sound calmer this time.

Also, you were kinda proud of yourself for coming up with this story; it seemed very likely.

“That’s, uhm… an interesting take on history,” Clint hummed, watching you with uncertainty and hesitance and your heart stumbled in your chest as you guessed he was about to say something… cheeky, and outraging, in his cute brotherly way. “I need a hug at least tho.”

There we go.

“Nice try.”

You smirked and sidestepped him to be on your way and almost bumped into Steve, quickly shooting him a smile and disappearing out of sight before a silly idea about him and the stupid plant could form in your head – that would be bad and highly inappropriate, as was your crush on him, not to even mention your feelings—bah -!

“What did you do to her?” you heard the sweet supersoldier ask, a hint of accusation in his voice. Your smile widened, heat rising to your cheeks. Always so chivalrous; your heart could fucking melt.

“I asked for a hug after she refused to give me a kiss under a mistletoe,” Clint ratted you out, still hurt and honestly confused.

You stopped in your tracks as you rounded a corner, chewing on your lip guiltily.

Poor Clint; perhaps you had gone too hard on him… he couldn’t have known. You had to be kinder about it next time – after all, you might have been with them for almost a year now and they made you feel like you fit despite being so-so late to the Avengers party, but all of you still had things to learn about each other.

“Ah, you haven’t heard from Sam. Sorry,” Steve’s voice reached your ear, a notch kinder than before, compassionate even.

Compassion; another quality of Steve’s that you loved-

Bah, HUMBUG, that is not that, the L word is a bit much, that is not what’s happening-

“Wait, you knew- oh… Yeah, a heads-up would be nice,” Clint grumbled and made a pregnant pause, the sign of another prefect line coming. You held your breath in anticipation. “So are you gonna give me a hug or should I just get coffee, aka the hug in a cup-“

You held back laugher and swallowed the fondness for the good-natured archer before you could rush back and give him the damn hug.

“Coffee’s always a safe choice,” Steve replied and you thought you heard a chuckle and a grunt, unable to supress a giggle as you jogged away before they could notice you were still within hearing range.

Clint’s following monologue faded away as you walked.

“Nobody likes me. Nobody. I’m gonna die alone, surrounded by people who are too emotionally constipated to give a man a damn hug…”

Yeah, maybe you should give him a hug next time you saw him… no mistletoe though.

3.

You truly believed that that would be the end of it; after all, a day had passed since the first incident, the incident that was left without a kiss, and you doubted anyone was out of the loop at this point.

That was stupid of you. Naïve even. You jinxed it.

You were just after light breakfast, ready to get a little work out in – complete with tacky remixes of Christmas songs prepared to cheer you up – when the supposedly fastest man in the Tower, and possibly the whole world, pretty much bumped into you.

And he had to bump into you just as you were walking through that fucking doorway with that fucking plant which you were supposed to put down right after the encounter with Sam, dammit.

But no, you didn’t want to ruin everyone else’s fun; in fact, Clint had taken it his personal mission to meet as many people as he could under the mistletoe to get a kiss… or a hug. Wanda hapilly shared affection with others, either kissing their cheek of hugging them. People were having fun.

So, obviously, you let it be, confident everyone knew better than to corner you.

No good deed ever went unpunished, especially in the Holiday season.

Pietro grinned as he spotted you, downright delighted, and spread his arms almost as if creating a cage around you, leaving very little room to escape.

You did not like that.

“A kiss for a guy who caught you under a mistletoe?” he hummed warmly with a sprinkle of cheek and despite his cheery demeanour, you couldn’t help yourself and rolled your eyes.

“In your dreams, Maximoff,” you huffed, trying to duck under his arm, only for him to move it so quickly it was only a blur to you.

Quick to move, slow to take a hint. Yep, that kind of behaviour had Pietro written all over it… Okay, now you were being mean, but he was being an ass, grinning wider and adding a wink to the mix, so it was only fair.

“How did you know? I thought it was just my sister who was telepathic?”

“Pietro, leave her alone,” Wanda spoke as if on cue, eyeing her brother with a frown from her spot behind the counter where she was trying to figure out a recipe for a special Christmas pastry from her old country.

A hint of a pout appeared on Pietro’s lips as he reciprocated Wanda’s gaze; unfortunately for you, he was still aware enough of you attempting to escape his cage, so far without using force; though you were inclined to violence should it be necessary.

“What?! It’s tradition! I thought Americans loved that!”

“Well, not all of us, so-“ you explained with a sigh, catching a glimpse of Steve as he now looked up from his spot on the couch where he had been nestled with a sketchbook for the past twenty minutes.

“I could kiss you before you even notice,” Pietro argued smugly, his expression earning a wolf-like edge as you glared back at him.

Well, it seemed your workout was just about to start, you thought, as you balled your hand into a fist, subtly testing the readiness of the muscles of your leg, prepared to kick the damn man-child to his shin or worse.

“She said no.”

Both your and Pietro’s heads snapped to Steve, who was watching the other man with intense displeasure, all complete with the mildly adorable wrinkle on his forehead – a sign of disappointment and irritation – and a voice that carried the gravity of a Captain’s order.

Which in this situation stirred something in your belly, warmth swelling in your chest as he rushed to your rescue; one not needed, but still appreciated. You didn’t react to Steve’s words aside from giving him a quick grateful smile and shooting Pietro a childish told-you-so look.

“She doesn’t have to do things just because it’s considered a tradition. Leave her be, Pietro,” Steve added, less snappy and simply requesting from the speedster to have a tiny bit of respect for your wishes.

Pietro was most definitely pouting now, but he dropped his arms and released you, still blocking the doorway.

“This is ridiculous,” Pietro muttered under his breath, only for you to hear and you gritted your teeth, irritation spiking again.

“You are being ridiculous. Now move or I swear I’ll slap you.”

“I’d like to see you try, Eagle.”

Oh, we’re doing nicknames now? He could use your title earned by being fast and occasionally deadly all he wanted, flattery would get him nowhere at this point.

“Wouldn’t even see it coming, Speedyboy,” you challenged, chin raised in defiance.

It was ironic, really, how much everyone seemed to insist on following this stupid tradition, even with you. At this point, it was practically everyone but Steve; everyone but the one person you’d be willing to kiss – mistletoe or not, though the plant would at least give you an excuse.

But nope, you just had to get stuck in the doorway with this moron instead.

“Ooookay, you two,” Natasha sing-sang, as she was approaching you from the corridor; you completely missed her arriving, that was how much Pietro irritated you. “Maximoff, move, you’re blocking the doorway. And if you corner her like this again, I’ll kill you in your sleep and you’ll never see that coming,” she promised, voice icily serious despite the twinkle in her eye.

You had no doubt she would deliver just what she promised.

Which was exactly why you leaned over to kiss her cheek, earning a brilliant smile from her and a light brush of her lips against your own cheek.

“Thanks, kotenok,” she hummed just as Pietro gaped and complained.

“That’s so unfair.”

You smirked at him, throwing the smugness he had treated you with right back at him as you went to walk away.

“I give affection to whoever I want and whenever I want. Let your super quick brain process that. Happy Holidays.”

You completely missed the slow smile that spread on Wanda’s face at one point of the whole exchange.

+1

You decided to stop walking through that damn doorway altogether – just in case.

But at the moment, no one was around, so you made an exception since you considered yourself safe. Though main part of the feeling of security was that you didn’t think there was anyone left of the Tower tenants (who didn’t pay rent at all, somehow) who wasn’t aware of your opinion on the dumb tradition. No one who would be stupid enough to try.

Yet, when you glimpsed a large figure about to walk through the doorway just as you were few feet from it, you halted in your steps, letting them pass first.

And then there was a gust of wind, a warning coming a second too late and a harsh push to your shoulder from behind.

“Running through!”

You, the newest addition to the Earth’s mightiest heroes, Eagle, known for her quick reactions and not losing her cool easily, only managed to yelp in fright as you were knocked over, unable to hold onto anything and falling straight to the ground.

Two strong hands caught you and pulled you back up before you could hit the floor and you gasped, head spinning from the swift movements-- only to blink your eyes open to meet the prettiest pair of eyes you had ever seen; determined, kind, compassionate, loveable. And so damn blue despite the drop of green in their irises.

Your heart was trying to beat its way out of your ribcage as Steve instinctively pressed his chest against yours, holding you close and secure, grasp firm but careful.

Your gaze couldn’t but wander all over his face as you found yourself in such close quarters with him, his own eyes and his lips – gosh, those lips – working as magnets, always alluring your gaze to linger.

“You okay?”

Mesmerized, you watched those lips to move, barely comprehending what he was asking. His voice was warm; honey sweet and rich in spice, delicious, causing your stomach to flip pleasantly, your heart stammer.

It might have taken you a while to stutter out a reply, but no one ever needed to know about that.

“Uhm… yeah. Thanks-- thanks to you… thank you.”

Steve graced you with a small but no less meaningful smile. “Of course.”

Torturously slowly – as if he didn’t want to let you go any more than you wanted him to – he helped you stand straight and let go of your arms.

The moment you lost his touch, you lost your sanity too. You must have.

Before you could change your mind – or to think anything through – you leaned back to him and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. And perhaps on instinct, you kinda aimed more for the corner of his mouth than the cheek.

He felt warm now too – the tips of his ears turned red in an instant and you, with horror, finally realized what you had done; and just how good it felt to finally show at least a little of what you had been trying to ignore and hide for so long.

Despite his apparent surprise and mild embarrassment, his smile widened a fraction, turning pleased.

“What was that for?” he asked lowly, gaze intense as he studied your face, a hint of a glow in his eyes, something brighter than hadn’t been there before. Hope, maybe?

You certainly hoped. Because you just made an ass of yourself, having acted without thought… and it never felt so good and so awkward at the same time.

Your brain had never been so quick and dumb to come up with a poor excuse either.

“We’re…. we’re under a mistletoe?” you offered reluctantly, your lips still burning after the brief contact with his, head once again nearly spinning due to the proximity – was it just the dizziness or was he leaning in closer?

“I thought you didn’t follow that tradition,” Steve hummed with a grin slowly spreading on his face and through the fog of lovesickness, it finally dawned to you.

You had done exactly what you scolded Sam, Clint and Pietro for – you just went and kissed Steve, no questions asked, no consideration of his possible discomfort.

God, you were such an idiot!

See, that’s why you have banned yourself for as much as imagining kissing Steve and meeting him under the mistletoe! Because when your brain went down that road, it stopped working altogether!

You swiftly retreated a few inches, horrified.

“I—I don’t. I mean. I-- I-I’m so sorry!” you blurted out, words spilling from your lips as the panic rose in your chest. And yet, there was warmth, a pleasant feeling coiling in your belly, breaths coming out short as Steve seemed to erase the distance you had created, his gaze studying you, landing on your mouth. “I shouldn’t have done that! What was I thinking—gosh, I didn’t want to make you-“

You stopped as Steve’s lips kept erasing the distance and ended up a breath from touching yours, tempting, his eyes shining bright with a simple unspoken question. You instinctively licked your lips, heart stumbling in your ribcage.  

“---uncomfortable. Yes, please-“

And then he was kissing you, a little smile playing on his lips as they danced with yours, sweet and soft, hand moving to your nape, thumb caressing the side crook of your neck, drawing a content sigh from you as your eyes fluttered shut, letting you sink into the kiss you had been craving for almost a year.

Your hands sought out his shoulders as he cradled your face, gentle and guiding so he could take more and all you wanted was to give it to him, give him everything he asked for and take it from him too.

Your toes definitely curled in the thick fluffy socks you wore when his fingers squeezed your nape briefly before he withdrew – as if he once again didn’t want to let go for something so boring as oxygen. You wholeheartedly agreed with that sentiment, dizzy from the blissful turn of events.

As you inhaled nevertheless, you were grateful that Steve stayed close enough for you to breathe in him, relieved and delighted smile on your face as you licked your lips, savouring the sensation.

When you met his gaze, you saw nothing but fondness; and your heart could melt.

Steve liked you too. Steve kissed you like he meant it. Now you could die a happy woman but you rather not. You’d rather kiss him again if he was willing.

“Still sorry I did it without asking first,” you whispered an apology even though you were not sorry at all since it led to this.

“It’s okay. I just hope it wasn’t just the tradition that pushed you into kissing back.”

You chuckled and then chewed on your lower lip when thinking of a propriate retort, not missing that his eyes followed the action. Oh, he definitely liked to back, okay. Why had you never kissed before, again?

“I only give affection to whoever I want, whenever I want,” you threw back at him, the words that had a whole new meaning in contrast to when being told to Pietro; not a turn-down, quite the opposite in fact.

And you leaned in, greedy for at least one more kiss, Steve just watched you with a smile, eyes flickering to your lips.

“That’s good to know.”

He didn’t sound like he complained at being at the receiving end of your affection whatsoever.

Maybe, mistletoe wasn’t so stupid after all…

Three rooms over, the red-haired witch was smiling widely as she, thanks to her mental powers, caught a glimpse of what was happening in the kitchen doorway.

“It worked,” she announced, blinking to fully return herself to the present. “Nice work this time, brat moy.”

Pietro scowled at Wanda and couldn’t but wonder about the plan she had orchestrated and asked him to execute.

“How did you know, sestra?”

Wanda just shrugged.

“I had my suspicions before. But when you ran into her the last time, I checked her mind to see just how uncomfortable you made her,” she explained, giving one more scolding glare for his inappropriate behaviour. But well, it led to this and he helped now, so… he was good. “She literally thought she wouldn’t mind being under the mistletoe with the Captain.”

“Lucky bastard,” Pietro muttered, expression only half-sour.

“Shush. Be happy for your teammates. You just flirt anyway.”

The speedster pouted, but didn’t protest; he in fact was happy for the two members of the extended family him and his sister had found. And he indeed was only flirting, enjoying your reactions, talking back and teasing. It was all good fun and he did wish you and the Captain well…

But.

“Well, yeah, but now I won’t be able to do that or to look at her twice. Not without Captain having my head,” he grumbled and Wanda nodded with a grin, not feeling all that bad for him.

It wasn’t like he had his heart broken – more like had his ego tickled; and he had been needing some of that for a while.

“That’s true. Looks like you gotta be faster with the next girl you get your eye on, brat.”

The speedster gasped, shocked at her audacity. “I’ll show you fast-!”

Wanda laughed as she used her powers to freeze him on spot to get a head start.

Now, the Holidays felt truly happy indeed.

S.R. Masterlist

Thank you for reading!

If this fic feels like it’s written differently, then I guess that’s fair… I tried to make the style more drabble-like and failed epically, because I just cannot write short and without too many feelings :D

Anyway.

Happy Holidays to you all! May you be given love and affection!

[hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong]

A special new day

Part 2

Rex and Quetzalcoatl entered her room to share their treats on valentine's day. The room was heavily altered from the base design. There was furniture and decorations that looked to have come straight of an Aztec palace, colorful quilts decorated the walls and her bed had a similarly colored sheet. Along with the older styled decor was more modern items, such as a punching bag for training and manikin heads to display lucha masks.

The two sat on her bed and layed their treats on a small table in front of the bed. Immediately as they set them down, Quetz grabbed a hold onto Rex and gave him a BIG KISS!

Quetz: mmmmmmmuwah! Oh mi amor! It took far too long to prepare this for you! Because of the surprise, I couldn't be with you! So now I'll keep you all to myself!

Rex: oh mi corazon! I'm sorry we had to do that, but now we can be all alone together the whole day!

The two shared another kiss, before Rex had to break it off.

Rex: wait, mi corazon. We haven't started to eat our treats yet!

Quetz: oh! Lo siento mi amor! I was too caught up in being with you, I had nearly forgotten!

Rex: hehehe! It's ok mi corazon! I nearly forgot too! But let's enjoy our food now.

Rex reached over and grabbed one of the muffins, then held it towards Quetz, so he could feed her.

Rex: say "ah!"

Quetz: ah! *nom!*

Quetz took a bite of the muffin Rex gave her.

Quetz: mmm! Mi amor, you did such a great job! Es muy deliciosa!!!

Rex: gracias mi corazon! I've never baked before this, so I'm happy you enjoyed it!

Quetz: si! You did such a good job!

Quetz then grabbed the mug of Xocolatl and handed it to Rex.

Quetz: here you go mi amor! I hope you like it!

Rex grabbed the mug and took a sip of the unique drink. But the flavor caught him off guard, as it was actually spicy and bitter rather then sweet!

Rex: mmm!

He stopped drinking and ended up coughing a bit.

Quetz: oh mi amor! Did you not like it?!

Rex: no no, it's fine! Just surprised by the flavor is all! But it's delicious! Don't worry!

Quetz: *phew!* I was worried I messed up mi amor!

Rex: lo siento, mi corazon. I'll try to be more prepared in the future!

Quetz: it's ok mi amor! I'm just happy you enjoyed it!

Quetz then noticed a bit of the drink spilled onto Rex's face.

Quetz: oh mi amor, it looks like some got on you!

Rex: hmmm? Where?

Quetz: I'll get it!

Quetz then kissed that part of his face!

Quetz: there we go, much better.

Rex, blushing: o-o-oh my.... gracias mi corazon...

The two then spent the whole day together in her room, Rex even spent the night there. The next morning, the two were together eating breakfast in the cafeteria.

???: There you two are!

Rex and Quetz looked up in surprise to see Jeanne (alter) walking towards them, with a large box in hand.

Rex: oh hey Jeanne, is something wrong?

Jeanne: no, it's just now that you two aren't keeping to yourselves anymore, I can give you this now.

Jeanne placed the large box onto the table that the couple sat at.

Quetz: Jeanne, did you make chocolate for mi amor?

Jeanne, nervously: w-well, it's for the both of you! I-I had so much chocolate leftover and you two would probably share anyways, so I figured why not make enough to share p-properly!

Rex: oh! Thanks Jeanne! That's so kind of you!

Jeanne: y-yeah, whatever! I'm going now! Before those other goddesses show up and crowd you with their gifts!

Quetz: ok, adios!

Jeanne walked off, and as she did the pair opened up the box to see what she had made.

The box revealed a large chocolate slab, carved to look like the dragon Fafnir that Jeanne controlled in the Orleans singularity.

Rex: woah! This looks great!

Quetz: wow! She must've put a lot of effort into this!

Before they could eat any of it tho, the other mesoamerican goddesses came and crowded the two!

Tlaz: there you two are!

Xochi: I see you two must've had a fun valentine's, all alone~

Xolotl: now we're here to give you our gifts!

Coyolxauhqui, the more abrasive of the goddesses, silently slammed her gift, a chocolate Macuahuitl, onto the table.

Coyo: there! I made you this, now goodbye!

She then walked out of the cafeteria.

Quetz: *sigh* did she really have to be so aggressive?

Xochi: you know her, she's been isolated for so long and has only had revenge on her mind aswell, she's not great with this stuff!

Tlaz: she just needs some work in that department is all! Anyways, here's my gift!

Tlaz placed a mug of steaming hot chocolate down on the table.

Tlaz: before you ask, it's not the same as what Quetz got you. This is just hot cocoa! May not be as good tho, since I had to reheat it from yesterday.

Rex: that's fine, I'm sure it's still good!

Xolotl: here's mine!

Xolotl placed a huge chocolate bone onto the table, nearly causing Tlaz's gift to spill.

Tlaz: cuidado! The cocoa nearly spilled!

Xolotl: lo siento! I just got excited is all!

Xochi: and finally, here's mine!

Xochi placed a big box of chocolate flowers onto the table.

Rex: wow, this is so much! I've never received so much chocolate before!

Tlaz: you say that, but don't be surprised when you receive so much more from your other servants!

Rex: right... mi corazon can you help out with eating these?

Quetz: of course mi amor! I'd love to share some with you!

Rex: gracias! I definitely couldn't handle eating all of these on my own!

Yeesh! How much chocolate did you receive?!

Fucking hell... dozens! And that was the first year, it kept getting more and more hectic each year....

We needed to keep most in a special fridge year-round to keep them good. It eventually got to a point, there'd still be a decent amount by the next valentine's!

No one needs that much chocolate! I'm surprised you don't have diabetes!

If ya ration them out, it's fine! And not everyone gifted specifically chocolate! Some didn't even get me food! Which was a decent change of pace!

Now I'm also concerned about Christmas or your birthday....

We'll get there eventually....

A/N: here's part two! Now you got to see some more gifts and what happened during valentine's itself with the two together! Hope you guys liked it!

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[emeraldbabygirl]

So for idols Halloween costumes it was a lot of Squid Game character which is expected as I remember the year of the Harley Quinn’s. I think it’s funny that it seems like every year at least one idol is Harley Quinn and one idol is a Harry Potter character. I found it highly assuming that my time was just incredibly perfect because I just finished the Twilort series the other night and to see Jungwoo and Taeyong as Edward and Bella felt so strange. Not to mention there were quite a few idols that dressed as vampires and all of Blitzers dresses as wolves so I’m wondering if Twilort is trending in Korea or if my timing just happened to be on par. Anyway I collected and here’s my favorite idol costumes as well as some ones that I just thought were neat.

First off I’d like to say how much I enjoyed the Halloween versions of Deja Vu by ATEEZ and Zombie by Purple Kiss. Both excellent and let’s just say ATEEZ as vampire was..phew. I loved their fits, the pretty shirts with the ruffles and the jewelery ugh. So so beautiful.

For costumes I loved Swan’s she was the girl from Wreck It Ralph and she looked absolutely adorable. Heedo looked hot and Yoo Yongha and Daehyeon looked hot too. Love that one member of Wei dressed as a mom with a baby and stroller too. Love that Ji Changkyun dresses as Chucks with his Chucky doll. Dreamcatcher’s costumes were great. My favs were Handong and Siyeon. TO1 I think we’re supposed to be dark angels? Kyungho looked so damn fine.

Rolling Quartz were all squid game. There was so much squid game. Fucking Taehwan looked so damn sexy ugh. Jisoo went as Lisa’s solo which is really adorable. Boyfriend came together again and that was such a cute moment. Romin dressed as Cruella and that was so sexy of him like ugh. His costume was one of the sexiest.

And then Omega X, mostly Yanghyuk and Xen I mean look at this

And then my son Leo as a prince uwu

Would’ve loved if Kyubin was one of the ladies from One Piece with huge tits and Yoojung was Luffy but Yoojung wanted to be a pretty princess I guess. Mill and Rie’s was adorable

I think Fromis_9 are vampire wives? Still they look amazing

And my three Halo babies Heecheon’s costume is so cute Idk what he’s supposed to be tho I’ve seen it before.

The B.I.G

I think one of my favs was Blitzers they even did a cute Halloween performance of Will make a Mistake as cute lil wolf boys uwu. Someone’s been watching too much Twilort

And of course my men lol. I think my favorites were Blitzers, Romin, Xen, Yanghyuk, Heedo and Yoo Yongha and Daehyeon.

E’last haha but Rano is hot. There was a lot of repeats, the thing from Spirited Away, the Joker, Harley Quinn, Harry Potter, anime characters and super heroes. There wasn’t a lot that took my breath away persay but I do find the amount of vampires and wolves to be funny. Also Zero as Captain Jack Sparrow and Kio’s costume was super cute. But there was so much Squid Game and some of the costumes I really didn’t know what they were. I think last year’s were better but like I said there were some good ones.

[cutegirlmayra]

I see your Sonamy/Shadamy discussions and I raise to your attention the potential of... the OT3.

*SHIPPING INTENSIFIES*

Funny idea I had that I’m now applying to this:

This game is a kind of fight-race (avoid obstacles and tough terrain) kinda game, and the characters find each other and talk through the game. Amy’s story mode connects everyone together.

The characters are still images with dialogue, but their images can change based on their emotion.

Throughout the game, Amy keeps making cute shipping comments, such as with Silver and Blaze, asking that ‘If you get along so well, and can predict the other’s movements, does that mean you also see the other as beautiful?’ hints like that. ‘What if you’re destined lovers!!!???’

In this case, she’s helping everyone find chaos emeralds, even convincing Tails that it’s her ‘women’s intuition’ that keeps finding them, but really, she’s just really really lucky at finding a Chaos Emerald with whoever she teams up with.

Well, when she meets Shadow...

Dialogue---

Amy: Shadow!

Shadow: ....

Amy: -deeper voice- Well, salutations and greetings, Amy Rose. -back to normal voice- Why, what a gentleman! Say, Shadow, are you looking for a Chaos Emerald too?

Shadow: ...

Amy: -Deep voice again- As a matter of fact, I would be enchanted to have your radiant presence with me searching for it. If you would be ever so kind as to offer your assistance? -normal voice- I’d love too! -curtsey- Where do you think it may be?

Shadow: I- -about to speak-

Amy: -Deep voice once more- I need your tracking skills, that powerful hammer could help as well. I’ve heard from others that whenever you team-up with someone, you find a Chaos Emerald. Care to work your magic? -normal voice- Hehehe! If you don’t at least try and talk to me, I’ll just have the conversation for you!

Shadow: Understood. I’ll... speak my own words from now on.

Amy: Sounds good!

-Later-

Sonic: Wah, Amy!

Amy: Sonic! I found you!

Shadow: ...

Sonic: Huh, Shadow too, huh?

Amy: Oh, yeah! I helped Shadow find a Chaos Emerald! Ah! -turns to both- Sonic! I swear, nothing bad happened with me and Shadow!

Sonic: H-huh?

Shadow: ... Greetings, Amy. -mimicking her deep voice impression of him-

Sonic and Amy: -jolt- ..!?

Shadow: I have to admit, I enjoyed our little rendezvous from time to time. Your ‘radiant presence’ made it all worthwhile.

Amy: SHADOW!

Sonic: Umm... I gotta go! Looks like you don’t really need me to tag along...

Amy: No, Sonic, it’s not what you think!

After Sonic leaves.

Amy: Shadow! Why did you do that!?

Shadow: For one, I don’t appreciate you putting words in my mouth.

Amy: Ah!

Shadow: But more importantly, I need your tracking luck for one more thing...

Amy: Only if you promise to explain everything to Sonic!

Shadow: ... And you won’t speak for me again?

Amy: Never again! Please, Shadow!

Shadow: Very well... I’ll explain everything to him...

Upon finding Sonic again, but Shadow had already split off from Amy.

Sonic: Shadow!

Shadow: ...

Sonic: Heh, still better a loner, I see?

Shadow: ...Until recently.

Sonic: ...Ha...Ha... I already know Amy’s not interested in ya.

Shadow: However do you suppose Amy had anything to do with it?

Sonic: Urk!

Shadow: Oh, right. I owe her a favor. Ehem... Sonic, there’s absolutely nothing indecent happening between Amy and I.

Sonic: WHAT?!

Shadow: In fact, I made it all up.

Sonic: B-but I saw you two... you couldn’t have made it up! You two were on a team! A-an-anyways, I don’t care about-

Shadow: Here. -tosses him the Chaos Emerald-

Sonic: H-huh? What’s this for?

Shadow: Consider it a sincere apology. I needed Amy’s... unique talents for one other thing, and I had to get you out of the picture to help her focus better.

Sonic: W-what!? Unique talents!? Shadow-!

Shadow: That should compensate for it all.

Sonic: S-Shadow! If you hurt Amy, I’ll-!

Amy: -comes into the area- I thought I heard a beautiful voice just now!

Sonic: A-ah! Amy!

Amy: Oh, Shadow! -moves passed Sonic-

Sonic: -jolt- ..!

Shadow: Greetings, Amy. Have you been well?

Amy: O-oh, very fine, thanks... um, no! No, that’s not what I was gonna say! Did you explain everything to Sonic?

Sonic: Hmph!

Shadow: Why, yes. I just finished, actually.

Amy: Oh good! Phew! Yay, isn’t this great, Sonic? I’m always faithful! Never need to doubt me, silly!

Sonic: ... I’m looking for the last Chaos Emerald, you’ll just slow me down! You should -fake sniff- go hang out with Shadow from -more fake sniff- now on... How could you? -take off-

Amy: AH! -jolt- Sonic! Wait! Shadow, you liar! You didn’t explain anything!

Shadow: I can assure you, i did. Oh... and if you really do want to accompany me...

Amy: Fat chance! Sonic!!!

Shadow: ... Hmm. -smiles- He’s waiting behind the tree you know... -takes off-

Amy: Soooonnniiicc!!!

Sonic: Heh, I knew he was fibbing!

(XD My OT3 stans tho.)

[leverage-ot3]

notable moments from The Reunion Job

leverage 3.02

Madavhi: All my work, erased, and I was only days away from cracking Manticore.

Nate: What's "Manticore"?

Madavhi: It's an electronic surveillance system. The Iranian government uses it to track protesters over cell phones, social networks, even e-mail.

Hardison: Yeah, hacker underground's flipping out about it. They use GPS to pinpoint a dissident, and then they swoop in and make the arrest.

Madavhi: The Internet made this protest possible, but now it's just a –

Nate: A liability? The government uses the people's weapon against them

- - - - -

Nate: "Cyrus"? It's "Mr. Madavhi." You can't get that attached.

Hardison: Fine. "Mr. Madavhi." He could go make a fortune working for Google or Microsoft. No, instead he risks his life fighting the bad guys. This is so our game.

Eliot (at the table behind them): He wasn't hit by the Vezarat. (comes around to sit with Hardison and Nate)

Nate: What, are you lurking?

Eliot: Yeah. I'm a lurker. It's my thing

- - - - -

eliot’s smile and raised eyebrows (x2) at hardison tho

+ he’s also wearing a red flannel with his leather jacket

- - - - -

Hardison: What's the Vezarat?

Eliot: That's the Iranian secret police. And trust me, if they wanted Cyrus, he wouldn't be sitting here talking to us.

Nate: But the Vezarat is still our logical target. So we should check our sources and see if there's a safe house in the area.

Hardison: So we're on this?

Nate: Yeah, well, we were always on this. I just wanted you to explain to me why. (gets up and heads for the Poker Room)

Hardison: You know how I feel about Mind games, Nate. Negatively. What are you looking at, lurker?

ELIOTS SMILE

- - - - -

Sophie: Eliot. Eliot, get rid of it. Ugh!

Eliot: (chuckling) I think he likes you.

Sophie (stands): You're gonna pay for this

eliot: mocks her

sophie: imma get back at you SO HARD and you’re never gonna see it coming

- - - - -

“That’s gonna cost ya” “I gotta dock ya”- hardison and eliot like a million times in this episode

- - - - -

Parker: At the East corner. (pushes vent out and enters the room) For a den of evil spies, this place smells delicious. Hardison, confiscate some pastries. (sits down at computer) Okay, no sign of Cyrus' hardware.

we love seeing parker in vents in her element + CONFISCATE PASTRIES FOR HER

- - - - -

Nate: Any of you ever trimmed a bonsai?

Eliot: Well, you know, I did. I was in Osaka, and I met this Japanese policewoman at a geisha bar....

- - - - -

Parker (to Sophie): Why is Eliot pouring your tea? Hmm? Did you brainwash him again?

Sophie: Mm, neurolinguistic programming. It's amazing what you can do with the power of suggestion. "Sugar." "Squeezed." a few strategic pats on the arm.

(Sophie pats Eliot on the arm and he pours her more tea, then realizes what Sophie has done)

Eliot: Damn it!

Sophie: You owe me for that roach business!

Eliot: Sophie, not again. (walks away)

okay but SHES DONE THIS TO HIM BEFORE LMFAO + a bonus parker and hardison laughing

also parker was eating a plate of pastries so that means thE BOYS GOT SOME FOR HER I LOVE IT

- - - - -

parker and hardison go into the office and be like 👀👀👀 wow he’s lonely

- - - - -

Eliot: Nobody else thinks it's weird that you can just buy anybody's yearbook online?

Hardison: You know, it's real cute, man, how you still believe in privacy

- - - - -

Nate: Here we go. Uh, Mrs. Zavransky, math teacher. Now, I bet if we turn to the cheerleaders... (turns page) Yes. Oh, Mandy. Mandy Babson.

Parker: What does the "DD" Mean?

Eliot: Yeah, right...

Nate: Seriously?

Hardison: Yeah, right. Two scoops of ice cream, just perfect.

she’s baby leave her alone

also bless hardison for not wanting to tarnish her

- - - - -

Parker: Aw, I feel bad for the nerd.

Eliot: Don't feel bad for this guy. Getting bullied in high school Is still no excuse for propping up dictators. He got bulled his whole high-school career. He's not criminal.

Sophie: Um...

Parker: Yeah, he is.

Sophie: Don't think about that.

Eliot: Not a bad criminal.

Hardison: Hey, what makes you think I got bullied in high school?

Eliot: Well, "A," You got a green hornet doll.

Hardison: Well, first of all, it's a limited-edition action figure. Second, it is green lantern. Educate yourself.

Eliot: Wow.

Hardison: Now pay attention. Get it right.

eliot “not a bad criminal” spencer knows that hardison is a good person with solid morals

also, eliot to some extent knows about hardison’s action figues which means that he has either seen them or hardison has told him specifically that he had them. this means that they have had, even if eliot seemed annoyed, some sort of conversations/hardison-talking-at-him-conversations and eliot LISTENED to a certain extend that he was able to recall this

- - - - -

Nate: Guys, wait, wait. Listen, listen. We got a locker combination, we have a teacher's name, and we have a crush. So, Duberman, he has made his old high school his Roman room.

Parker: Of course.

Nate: "Of course"? What's a Roman room? You have no idea, right? You know—

Parker: Nn.

Nate: You don't have any idea? It's a, it's a memory technique. Each of his passwords corresponds to an object in a space that he's intimately familiar with. In his case, the hallway of his old high school where he kept his locker. Now, if I were to make this bar my Roman room, everything I need to remember is right here. For instance, This, uh... My bank password would be "Balmoor." And my e- mail password would be Fitzy, here.

- - - - -

Parker: Hey. Nate just gave us his passwords.

Hardison: No, but I got all his passwords. You want to see his Netflix queue? He's got, like, every season of "Rockford files" every season of "Sex and the city," That show "Psych”.

chaotic children

- - - - -

Parker: You want to break into the high school? I could do that blindfolded. Yeah let's do it blindfolded.

HER HER HAVE FUN

- - - - -

Hardison: What do you know? Class of '85 has a reunion coming up in 8 months.

Nate: Hmm.

they all smile conspiratorially and eliot’s smile in specific gave me serotonin

- - - - -

(Parker sets up a video camera and walks past a board of photos)

Parker: So many awkward people in so many ugly outfits.

[Interior Van]

Hardison: Yeah, you're lucky you never went to high school. Nothing but heartbreak and homework.

[High School Gym]

Parker: Didn't you go to your prom?

[Interior Van]

Hardison: Uh...I was kind of busy.

[Flashback]

(a teenaged Hardison is sitting at a computer making a transfer from the Bank of Iceland)

Hardison: Looks like the Bank of Iceland's paying off Nana's medical bills. That's dope!

[Interior Van]

Hardison: Good times

- - - - -

Hardison: Besides, I'm sure you already had your high- school fun. Big man on campus. What, quarterback?

[Flashback]

Kid: Come on, Eliot. This is so lame. Quarterbacks do not take Home Ec.

Eliot: I got my reasons.

Kid: Phew! Let's get out of here.

Girl: Eliot, like this. (leans over Eliot, showing her cleavage) Knives are like people. It's all about the context.

[Exterior Dubertech]

Eliot: I had many interests

- - - - -

hardison getting too into the high school drama lmao

- - - - -

Hardison: Not exactly. (looking at information on monitors) She's a hired gun.

[Hallway]

Sophie: An assassin? Nikki’s an assassin?

[Interior Van]

Hardison: Yeah, I guess we weren't the only ones with the bright idea to pose as alumni. This chick's connected to wet work jobs All up and down the East coast. Russian mob, Italian mob. There's a New Zealand mob?

her name is miranda miles *squints at the file on hardison’s computer* bruh no way she’s only 25 ??? they even give her height and weight but I guess that’s how all wanted files go

also in one of the commentaries didn’t they say that she was married to that other assassin ???

- - - - -

(a piece of door falls in and the Vezarat leader looks in)

Vezarat Leader: The health inspector?

Eliot: I'm gonna have to dock you again

LMFAO

also he’s wearing a grey flannel under his jacket

- - - - -

(Eliot knees the leader in the face, then pulls him up and punches him in the head. He turns to duck a blow from the other man and hits him in the head with one of Duberman’s chess trophies)

Eliot: Checkmate.

(Eliot throws the trophy down on the man. Behind him the leader stands up and cracks his neck)

Eliot: Or not.

he did the lil flip thing with the trophy

- - - - -

(Sophie hits Nikki in the head with the extinguisher and takes off her shoes)

Sophie: I always hated cheerleaders.

(Nikki swings several times and Sophie blocks each blow with the extinguisher, hurting Nikki’s wrist)

Sophie: It's mean girls like you that always ruined high school for the rest of us!

Nikki: What the hell are you talking about?

(Nikki kicks but Sophie moves to one side. Nikki tries to punch but Sophie blocks with the extinguisher. Sophie dodges a kick and hits Nikki in the head, then pushes her down and runs away. Nikki grabs her gun and fires after Sophie, missing her)

Nikki: Damn it

- - - - -

Nikki: Now, why would I do that?

(Parker walks forward and tasers Nikki in the neck)

Nikki: Ohh!

Nate: That's why.

(Nikki falls to the ground, convulsing. Parker grabs her legs and starts to pull her away)

Parker: Catering, what a business

we love to see parker tasering people

- - - - -

on today’s edition of things that aren’t weapons that eliot uses as weapons, our guy literally used one of the goons’ bodies to hit another goon and send them both down

what a king

- - - - -

Mandy: Your votes are in for the king and queen of the reunion! And the lucky winner is, Grace Peltz and Drake McIntyre!

Schmitty: Mac attack! Yeah!

(the crowd escorts Nate and Sophie forward)

Nate: Uh, very funny, Hardison.

Hardison: Oh, you think I did this? Naw, man, I don't rig elections. I mean, I could, but...

Sophie: Parker, Was this you?

Parker: (hanging upside down) I didn't even know they had kings and queens in high school

- - - - -

Hardison (looks up): May I have this dance, miss?

(Parker lowers herself on her line and they begin dancing)

Parker: So this is what high school was like, huh?

Hardison: Ah...Pretty much.

Eliot: Hello?

[Exterior Dubertech]

(Eliot walks out of the building as Sloane gets to his feet)

Eliot: Everybody having a good time at the dance? Anybody wonder if Eliot made it out?

(Eliot punches Sloan, who falls back into the bushes)

Eliot: Does anybody wonder if Eliot's alive? Hello?!

[High School Gym]

(the two couples continue to dance as the music plays)

🥰 parker’s feet not touching the floor 🥰

also aww poor eliot someone care about him pls

[babyybitchhh]

Just because someone isn't attracted to a person or character (who are of different ethnicities), doesn't mean they are racist. People have their own preferences in who they are attracted to. That doesn't mean they're racist. That's just their preference in who they are attracted to.

Okay, I’m not gonna allow this to turn into a big thing like the ass eating debate BUT I think you may have taken what I said a little too personally. That wasn’t directed at any one person or even certain groups of people, and I’m not of that opinion based off one or two specific individuals. Rather it’s fandom habits as a whole, and I’ve seen enough to know that by and large black characters are overlooked in favor of their lighter skinned counterparts. I mean, black characters show up so infrequently in Japanese media anyway (and their representation is ... another topic for another day) to the point where it really is easy to see this trend in action. Even if they hit ALL their charm points and have the looks to back them up, they still get mostly ignored. Why?

Heads up, I really got on my soap box with this one so feel free to keep scrolling

I actually saw a blog on here that was writing for Naruto who, with their whole chest, said they’d write for anyone except the Kumogakure characters (and Ino which, ew, I didn’t think someone with such terrible taste actually existed but 🤷‍♀️ here we are) and what do most of the Kumo ninja look like?

(I liked Omoi a LOT and Darui was nothing to shake your finger at either - and Mabui??? Good god, shes fucking gorgeous. Shikaku absolutely should have hit that while he had the chance, I know for a goddamn fact he was (respectfully) looking. )

But anyway I’m just not sure how you can look at something like that and not see color bias - and I used that wording very intentionally. Because even if you (that’s a general you) look at black or otherwise dark complexioned characters and decide they’re just not to your “preference” there’s still an underlying factor at play wherein, on a societal level, pale is touted as being attractive and melanin isn’t considered half as beautiful. It’s conditioned.

I have yet to see ANY self insert content for the above characters, or Ogun. I’ve seen VERY LITTLE for my man Avdol compared to the rest of the cast which, imo, is particularly telling because the Jojo fandom will even lewd a sadistic mold doctor (no shade, Ciccolata fans) but this absolute unit??

Only certain writers seem willing to take him on and me, personally, I’d rather see more smut of him than, say, Polnareff or Kira (no shade, stans)

Also I’ve seen maybe a handful of fics for Tosen PERIOD - not just self insert content - and half of that was pairing him with the big dog guy

Which is, again, indicative of a deeper issue considering how much thirst the light skinned characters generate by comparison.

And also someone I’d REALLY like to see self insert content for is Lock Rock, idk if it’s because he kinda looks like Eric Andre (man crush Thursday 🤪) or what, but I am feeling it

And don’t give me that “but he’s married and has a baby!” Bullshit when we’re out here lewding married man and father of four Enji Todoroki like we’re getting paid to do it. I want to see HC’s, smut, thirst, fics, something! Anything! Please!? (Seriously tho, does anyone have a hookup for ANY content of this man? 💀)

Now, don’t get me wrong here, I’m not innocent either. Ogun will be the first black character I personally write for but he’s not the first one I’ve found attractive nor do I glance over these characters based on their skin tone. If they’re hot, they’re fucking hot! Period!

And I think that’s what this boils down to, because even though you (still a general you) may not look at them and think “ew, they’re black”, if the color of their skin is the deciding factor for you then there is still a problem here.

Are you not attracted to that character because they don’t push your buttons right or is it ultimately because of their pigmentation?

Do you find yourself unattracted to every single black character you see, regardless of their facial features and other characteristics? (For example I’m not particularly attracted to Tosen but Lock Rock?? PHEW)

Ask yourself if there’s a single black person you DO find appealing.

I understand having preferences, I in fact have my own preferences, so that’s not the issue here. It’s also not “no one else is thirsting for Ogun, they’re all racist!” But rather “there is a very observable trend in fandom spaces where every character who appears to be black gets slept on and even if it doesn’t seem like racism on a surface level, the color bias absolutely exists on a broader spectrum and, yes, Ogun is definitely suffering from it”.

That’s it. I wasn’t calling YOU (you, specifically, anon) racist just because you don’t like Ogun, I’m saying that black people are consistently pushed aside in favor of light skinned people and it happens with alarming frequency even within fandoms which just goes to show how deep this issue actually runs. And that’s all just going off of how the CHARACTERS are treated, I haven’t even touched on how black readers/black artists/black writers are treated but then go ahead and amplify that to society as a whole and surely you can see why I’m going to call it what it is.

Plus I can almost guarantee that if Ogun had been “white” (I mean, he’d just be Shikamaru then but that’s neither here nor there cmdkxksksk) he’d have SOME content. Case in point, actual psychopath and certified star lord Rekka Hoshimiya even got thirst content from the fandom whereas the only black man in the series hasn’t gotten so much as a single HC. Trust me. I’ve scrolled to the bottom of his tag at least five times now. 💀

Literally the most I’ve seen is one or two people saying how attracted they were to Ogun and that’s it. A bitch literally cannot feed herself on such meager morsels, especially when Beni’s out here getting his 20th smut fic in a row - which is an impressive number for such a small fan base. Lmao Anyway my point here is that personal preferences are fine and dandy but when I can actually see the same trend repeating itself over and over, fandom after fandom ... there’s definitely something more than preference at play here. 🤷‍♀️

[denkimystery]

Denki Mystery Series - 2nd Episode: 『Character*』

ー Akashika Station Platform, Noon

Hajime: It’s so hot. You said you didn’t want to see me off. … Will the store be ok?

Takashi: Well, I’m free. So. You know.

Hajime: Oh, I see.

Takashi: Business is fluctuating tho~uugh.

Hajime: Ah… Sorry. Can you handle it? I’m not good at worrying about people.

Takashi: Well, it’s so-so. I have an aunt you know. She wants me to keep the store running.

Hajime: I see, so it’s all good then. I’m glad you have an aunt, that’s good to hear.

Takashi: The resident police officer comes by to eat some donuts. They’re just pancake mix that I fried up though, hehe!

Hajime: I didn’t know they were made with pancake mix. They tasted so good. … So, will I be able to fly?

Takashi: Hey, the officer being able to fly has nothing to do with my donuts!

Takashi: Seriously, Shisaka-san you were making a joke with such a straight face? … Fufufu.

Hajime: Just Hajime is fine.

Takashi: Alright, hehehe.

Karatsugu: Phew, … most of the vending machines here are sold out. Here, have one. It’s hot.

[[Karatsugu hands Takashi a can, it’s started to sweat.]]

Takashi: Eh, me? Th-thank you. … Eh!? Beer!?

Karatsugu: It was the only one they had left. Here, you too.

Karatsugu opens the other can of beer and hands it to Hajime.

Hajime: Ah, thanks.

Karatsugu opens his own can,

Karatsugu: Ah, bubbles!

And takes a big gulp.

Karatsugu: Phew!

Takashi follows suite and takes a gulp

Takashi: Phew~! Delicious!

Hajime: Mm, it’s cold and delicious.

Karatsugu: It’s coming.

Hajime: … Ah… the train.

The sound of the train riding the tracks fill the station as the train approaches the platform.

Takashi: Well, have a safe trip big brothers. Thanks for the beer.

Karatsugu: See you soon.

Hajime: Yeah, see ya.

The doors close after Karatsugu and Hajime step into the train.

Karatsugu: …….

Hajime: …….

Karatsugu: …… What a peaceful landscape. I can’t believe we went through a horrible experience, it’s like a dream.

Hajime: … You’re right. Ah… Look. … A paper bag waving in the fields.

…… -chimatsu-niisan!……

…… -ramatsu-niisan!……

…… -ye-bye!……

Karatsugu: Heh. Are you alright? I heard somebody shout matsu, matsu.

Hajime: …….

Karatsugu: Ah, a tunnel.

ー

[[The idyllic view of the countryside is replaced by darkness.]]

Hajime: ...Taboos can be seen as a kind of rules that occurs naturally in a group as a result of their faith.

Hajime: Bad things don't always happen. It could be that they avoid something, like a song of magic incantation.

Karatsugu: Well, that’s just superstition.

Karatsugu takes a swig from his can of beer.

Karatsugu: Fuu…. … But whether it’s legit or not…

Karatsugu: Even if a good thing comes out of it... it's not a good thing that it's forbidden because some people don't want it to happen.

Karatsugu: I don’t like it. [he says as he takes another sip of his beer.]

Hajime: …… Eldest son, you didn't come. I was expecting you to come.

Karatsugu: No, he was there.

Hajime: … Eh? Really?

Karatsugu: When you were waving, a taxi stopped on the other side of the road. I couldn't see the inside, but I’m pretty sure it was him.

Hajime: … so that’s what happened.

Karatsugu: … swallow Hm? … You’re not drinking your beer. If you don’t want to finish it, let me drink it. Here, give it to me.

Hajime: Ah, sorry. I’ll drink it.

Hajime downs the rest of his beer.

Hajime: Phew… Thanks for the drink.

Karatsugu: … Ahh, that’s right! I have to return your notebook, remember?

Karatsugu rummages through his blue messenger bag. He pulls out a notebook and hands it to Hajime.

Karatsugu: Thanks for lending it to me.

Hajime: I know you haven’t fixed your voice recorder. It’s a spare. Use it, when you need to take notes in the case of an emergency.

Karatsugu: I know. The Editor-in-Chief also scolds me a lot for not using a notebook. I get it, excuse me.

Hajime: Take it, take it. … Wait, eh? It’s not that you didn’t lose it but you really don’t have one with you? … Eh. Don’t you need a notebook to have something to write on?

Karatsugu: This voice recorder is my partner-in-crime.

Hajime: Wait, I mean. Your “partner-in-crime” broke at a crucial moment and didn’t work. Did you not worry about that at all?

Karatsugu: Up until now, this is the first time I’ve done an interview alone.

Hajime: Eh. So it’s true that you’re really a newbie? If so, then you should always carry a notebook. As a regular member of society, it’s not my place to say this either.

Karatsugu: Heh! That’s what the Chief told me too. He’s always been a memo-man just like you. But I'm sticking to my own style, with my partner-in-crime.

Hajime: I mean, it’s not like your partner, broke and didn’t work at a crucial moment. This is the second time I’m saying this.

Kurukurukuru…! Gaga...

Hajime: Hm? What was that?

Hajime looks at the source of the sound. Karatsugu’s bag. The reporter digs through his bag, looking for what made the noise.

Karatsugu: Aah! Partner! You’ve come back to life!

Hajime: It’s back to normal… Is it rewinding by itself or moving in a strange way? Strange.

Karatsugu: Yeah, it is. But it's strange. It shouldn't have moved at all, but it's like it's recording...

Karatsugu plays the tape on the voice recorder.

《...gaga. pi.. O×△O… matsuno… tsumo. bassho~mu~tsu….. pipi...》

Hajime: .... What was that. Ah. We’re almost there…. the station.

ー

ー Station Platform

Karatsugu: Phew, … I didn’t notice that time had passed!

Hajime: ... Humans, too many.

Karatsugu: ... what to do, I'm going to stop by the editorial office for a bit and then go home, but if you want to eat…

Hajime: …….

[[The lack of reply catches Karatsugu’s attention. He sees Hajime blank faced staring at something.]]

Karatsugu: Hey, what’s wrong? … You okay?

Hajime: Huh? … I thought there was an elevator over here, but...*

[[Karatsugu follows Hajime’s gaze. There’s nothing.]]

Karatsugu: You tired? The stairs are this way, come on.

[[Karatsugu pauses, looking at Hajime’s face.]]

Karatsugu: … what’s wrong? You’re sleepy.

Hajime: Huh?

[[Hajime feels wet pooling in his eyes, threatening to break and fall.]]

Hajime: Tears are…

[[Hajime quickly wipes them away.]]

Hajime: Let’s take the stairs.

Karatsugu: You must be hungry. Sorry, I need to stop by the editorial office first.

Hajime: Mm. I’m fine. … You think your editor-in-chief would get mad if I come along?

Karatsugu: Heh. Bingo. You’re sharp. But that's not all. You love books, so I thought you'd be interested.

Hajime: Mm. I’m interested. … I hope he doesn’t get mad at you.

ー

ー “Matsuzo Monthly**” Editorial Department, Night

Karatsugu: Chief! I’m back from the interview. … Heh! Wouldn’t it be a topic of conversation over here, too? … the gruesome and mysterious incident in the mountain village!

Karatsugu: What is the secret of the villagers with the same face!? A report written by one of the parties involved in the case! This is... sure to be an intensive serialization!

Hajime: Eh... you’re writing about it?... Do you need money right now?

Editor-in-Chief: What are you going on about? Where did you go to cover this? You, I’m talking to you***.

[[Karatsugu wilts from his original enthusiasm, his voice smaller than when he first entered.]]

Karatsugu: Akatsuka Village… A village in the mountains…

Editor-in-Chief: EHH!! … YOU IDIOOOT****!! WHO GOES TO DO AN INTERVIEW WITHOUT TELLING THEIR CHIEF THEIR DESTINATION!!

Karatsugu: Wow! You’re mad!?

Hajime: He suddenly got angry.

Editor-in-Chief: Mmmmmm... What’s wrong...? I told you that I lost one of my men. That's where he went missing!

Karatsugu: Eh....

Editor-in-Chief: Phew, but it's good to see you back. It's quite chilling…. Hm? And you are....

[[Hajime shies away from the attention looking down, bowing.]]

Hajime: Uhhh, my name’s Shisaka.

Editor-in-Chief: You, let me see your face properly….

[[Hajime lifts his head from staring down.]]

Editor-in-Chief: Ah… You’re.... What in the-!?

Karatsugu: I knew it, didn't I? Heh! Chief! This is Hajime, my brother.

Editor-in-Chief: Mmmmmm... I don't know where to start.... Are you being chased? You with the same face. I'll give you my business card. I'm the editor in chief here.

[[The chief hands his business card to Hajime.]]

Editor-in-Chief: I'm Matsuno Matsuzou. I am your father.

Hajime: Uwah, it’s got two “Matsu"***** characters in it.

Karatsugu: Defeating taboo with another taboo, even demons would run away from such a name. Come to think of it, chief, you have such a name.

Editor-in-Chief Matsuzo: You, you really don’t listen, do you.

ーThe Endー

Original Event

Summer Arc: 1 | 2 | 3

Mod note: The title is originally 字母(じぼ), can be translated to either letter or alphabet. The title is a reference to David Lynch's 1968 work "The Alphabet". But to make the title make sense to the story and it's climax, i opted for "Character", which could be interpreted as a character of the Japanese writing system (like Kanji, since technically kanji aren't letters. They're logograms.).

*This could be a prolonged side-effect from the mushrooms. The elevator he's seeing could be a reference to the enemy base from the Angel event. The background used for the station Hajime and Karatsugu are at is the same train station background which was introduced in that event. The elevator is in the middle of a busy crowd and has HELL written on the screen.

***** Matsu as in 松 the taboo from Akatsuka Village.

**It doesn’t use the Matsu Pine Kanji, 松, opting for the Katakana writing instead, マツソ.

***The editor in chief specifically says “Omae.” which is a very rude way to refer to someone. I added a few words so it reads as scolding from a superior.

****Chief uses the term Bakamon, which is a reference to a very old joke in Japan.

also there's a part here where they talk about Ozo, I think what happened was that Toshio rode in Ozo's Taxi following the train, as he put his head out the window to say goodbye, his paper bag must have flown in the wind, that lead to Hajime noticing it in the first place. a little bit later Karatsugu notices the taxi outside the window. I'm not sure though, those might be two different moments. I've posted the transcript if you'd like to make heads or tails with that moment.

[sack-thing]

Wrote a short random thing again. That’s after the team beat Vellenge Mount and they’re on their way to Tipa, so during Year 6 after the final battles. Everyone’s in there tho it’s focused on Délia and Roy.

Exclusive content that’s not in my script! :p

- - -

"By the way, don't you two have something to tell us?"

Délia and Roy froze at Ramsey's question. It took Délia a few seconds before she looked away from the stew she was cooking with Roy and glanced at Ramsey, flustered. Roy seemed just as embarrassed. Everyone put a stop to their current activity and turned to them.

“What?! It was about time!” Luu Kah exclaimed while Délia frowned at him.

“What do you mean, “it was about time”?” Délia retorted. Ramsey couldn’t help but laugh.

"Délia… You know you can tell anything to me, right?" he asked.

“I… Of course! I was just— I wanted to tell you, but...” she exchanged an embarrassed look with Roy. They had confessed their love to each other indeed. She wanted to bring the news to Ramsey and everyone else, but the situation was new for her and they had just saved the world from miasma, they were still traveling, on their way home after tiresome battles, and everything had seemed surreal these last days. She didn’t really know how to bring the topic amid all that frenzy atmosphere. “Yeah, okay. You’re right, uh… Roy and I, we’re… We’re together now. As in… lovers.”

Lylia jumped a few times right where she was standing. “For real?! That’s so cute! I always thought you’d make a nice pair!”

“Well, gotta admit it was pretty obvious,” Ramsey added, a smile on his lips. “Still, that’s great news. I’m glad for you two.”

Délia grinned at him, feeling both happy and relieved for some reason. At her side, Roy was still visibly flustered but his friends’s words made him chuckle a bit. “That’s… Thank you.”

Linitaa then came closer to them and raised an eyebrow. “Mmm… You didn’t tell me anything either. I suspected that something was different, though. How long has it been?”

Roy and Délia turned to her with a bit of an apologetic look. “Well, it was… The day before we went to Vellenge Mount, so it’s pretty new,” Roy replied.

“Phew, you sure waited until last minute, huh?” Luu Kah teased them, which made Lylia frown at him.

“Well… Yes,” Délia admitted. “Maybe that’s exactly why it happened at this moment.”

“Heh. It was a now or never case, I guess,” he said. Lylia kept giving him a side look before she turned to Délia and Roy.

“So, how did it go? Who confessed first??” Lylia asked, which made Roy’s face suddenly become red. He tried to hide it with a hand.

“Uh, it’s complicated… I think I wanted to tell him first, but…” Délia began hesitantly. Did she really have to give those details right now, though? Roy didn’t seem to be ready for this. Maybe it was better to cut it short after all. “Okay guys, enough talking about our intimacy. I’d rather talk about that in private and not make a show,” she concluded.

“Oh, right, sorry. I just brought up the topic with everyone around, huh?” Ramsey apologized, although he was still smiling. Délia shook her head.

“It’s fine. I can’t hide anything from you, right?”

They laughed together, then Délia looked at Roy who seemed grateful to see the question avoided. She knew it wasn’t anything against her, he’d always been reserved about his feelings and his sentimental life.

“Hey, Weylin, you don’t have anything to tell them?” Lylia asked in the distance.

As usual, Weylin was sitting on the floor, reading a book. “Oh, right. Social conventions…”

“Oh, come on!”

All of this was really new and everything seemed perfect. They were now living in a world without miasma, Délia was with everyone she loved, and her relationship with Roy was just as she wished. Sometimes, she wondered if such an amount of happiness and bliss at once could actually happen inside reality.

But when she looked at Roy and they exchanged a warm smile, she knew that her feelings were too strong for it not to be real.

[knightofameris]

—𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬—

◦ 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ◦ 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠! ◦ 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠! ◦ 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑒! ◦ 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑠!! (𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠!)

𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑠' 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒: blacklist “ameris 500 celebration!” if you don’t want to see any of my posts about this celebration! also if this flops i will cry. jk i won’t but it’ll definitely take a hit on my heart u__u (and if it does flop, you didn’t see this post)

—𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍—

Ahhhh! I’m so amazed that I got to 500 followers despite the fact that I barely?? Post?? And sometimes I just talk about random shit but even then, I still appreciate all of you guys so much? I have a few options on what I have to celebrate and I am so excited heheh. But before I get started I just,,, Have a few more things I’d like to talk about (cus I like to talk LOL). Feel free to skip though!! 

content continued below the cut!! (warning; introduction is long because I just have a lot of thoughts I want to share LOL. seriously, feel free to just skip) 

I know that I only really started posting Haikyuu!! around my 300 mark, and I feel like the people after my 300 mark are the one’s who are active because of how much I come onto tumblr and then disappear. 

If you don’t know this, I’ve actually been writing on Tumblr since 2015/2016. I’ve just changed blogs so many times that it’s like, hey, this is my new blog. Or like, I would write for a few months, disappear, come back but then everyone who followed me was dead so I was like eh I’ll just start again or whatever. And I think this makes me very very soft because out of all the communities I’ve been in, I’ve truly felt more welcome/at home even?? With everyone in Haikyuu? Like yeah there’s shit that goes down every few days or whatever but it’s always so fun to see people interact with each other and though I was hesitant at first (because before this the only writer I’ve ever interacted with was Scout for marvel oop) I’m really glad I reached out to a few of y’all and vice versa. 

But despite that, Marvel will always hold a place in my heart and to everyone who followed me from my Marvel days, thank you for supporting me way back when. And even to my Narnia days (AHAHAHA). I don’t think I would’ve continued writing on tumblr without your guys’ support. I know that younger me appreciated you all for reading those old works (even if I hate my old writing now). 

And to everyone now, thank you for sending in asks or commenting on my works. I actually think I would’ve disappeared by this time from this blog if you guys didn’t interact. I’m not saying I’m writing for the follows or the notes, if that makes sense. But it’s more like, I feel less of a robot that people expect to churn out works. Idk, it makes me feel like a person? And it just gives me a lot more serotnin than you might think!! 

One last thing though, it’s not me saying I expect you guys to always read my work and always comment. It’s more so, I’d actually rather have you guys comment or whatever because you want to and you want to read it. Like on one hand yes it does make me feel appreciated but I also don’t want you to feel obligated or feel guilty of you don’t read my things. No matter what, I will always be writing. It definitely does feel nice tho LOL 

I promise in the future, if I ever do intros they won’t be this long lol. 

Phew. Anyway. 

For this celebration, this is only for Haikyuu!!

—𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒—

I love love love self ships SO much. So I want to hear about your guys’ self ships! 

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

this will only be open from 12am september 23 — 11:59pm september 25 PST 

any requests received before or after will be deleted (may be extended depending on how many requests I get!)

do keep in mind that i’m starting classes soon so it will take me some time to get through this.

send it in through asks or submissions! 

send in as many asks as you’d like

if you use an emoji to show who you are, include it on all asks :3c

nothing nsfw for this, thanks!

since this is a follower celebration,,, i do have to ask that you be following me! honestly, i won’t check if you are, thats too much work on my part but it would mean a lot if you’re following me to participate in this celebration! ); 

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 [example]

i will be creating two instagram posts with one of them having a comment section (3-4 screenshots)

i might also include a screenshot of your profile and/or your s/o if I can put in more pictures!

chats with your s/o ( heheh (; ) (1-2 screenshots)

chats with your s/o’s team! (1-2 screenshots) (this will possibly be with the entire team or just a select few)

take a look at the example as that’s what i’ve done for a friend of mine!!

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨

send in 1-2 headcanons about you and your s/o

send in a little bit about your personality!!

your pronouns! and a name you’d like to go by!

give me your instagram handle! (not your real one, but what it would be within haikyuu) otherwise, i’ll make a random one based off your name!

what are your ~aesthetics~ 

what phone nickname would u have for your s/o (or any other people on the team) so it can be more personalized! or if ur like me where everyone is just their name besides a select few

do u have particular texting habits?

what’s your favorite animal? this is what I will be putting as your profile picture! alternatively if you submit all of this through my submissions and give me a piccrew, I will use that!

you could give me the most BASIC description, you don’t need to do all of these points, and i’d be fine with that. It’s up to you how much you want this to be personalized <3

(also this one’s not necessary, it’ll just be more ~fun~ but lmk if u wanna be a manager of the team! or if u have ur own little AU so u might have other certain details u want to throw in. otherwise i’m gonna make it a sorta free for all lol)

𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒: hi! my name’s ameris and i ship myself with suga! my pronouns are she/her/hers and i like to think that suga and i have a sort of childhood friends to lovers trope. i also like to think that we go stargazing at least once a month no matter what! my aesthetic is definitely space heh. i’m a little bit like suga where i’m chaos and baby! i curse a lot and i have way too many interests to count but i always like trying new things! my instagram handle would be ameris_stars (dude idk lMAO) and suga’s name in my phone would be Koushi <3 i make a lot of typos and i like using a mix of emojis and emoticons/occasional kaomojis. my favorite animal is a fox or dog!

this,,, is a lot but i’m okay with that! heheh

to protect you, I won’t publish your ask! I will make separate posts titled w/ your name + s/o + emoji (if you use your emoji). If you do it off anon, I will tag you! 

Request List!! If you don’t see your name on here, just submit it again :3c I will not be tagging for the sake of not spamming you guys lol. 

—𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔—

I would love love love to get to know you! So tell me about yourself! 

what’s your favorite color?

who’re your favorite haikyuu characters?

favorite haikyuu teams?

you got any writers you want to give a shout out to?

maybe a little self promo too?

adsfasdfasdflj i will keep bringing this up but like any,,, spice asks,,, about the haikyuu characters cus like,,, lol

horn knee asks will be tagged with: “ameris needs a drink” which honestly sounds like i need an alcoholic drink and at this point, yeah 

please be 18+ if you do send in any spicey asks!!

This can go on for as long as y’all want really, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  I’ll just answer these like normal and spread them out too lol

—𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐄—

I have a few ask games I’ve reblogged before, so I have a few linked for you LOL 

intrusive asks 👁👄👁

~space~ asks! (this has a lot more!)

zodiac asks (just about my writing!)

writer’s asks

a little game I got from my friend which I think is absolutely so much fun

this is a version of fuck-marry-kill, but send in THREE characters (this one can be from any mix of my interests!) and I’ll choose which one I’d rather have a fanfic trope with: 

“enemies-to-lovers” 

“childhood friends-to-lovers” 

and “fake dating”

would definitely prefer haikyuu characters

but doing a mix and match from all my interests is a lotta fun

things i used to or am currently into: haikyuu, marvel, bnha, demon slayer, rwby, sailor moon, voltron, dc, overwatch, tales of vesperia, legend of zelda, bungo stray dogs, narnia (lmao), one piece, uhm, i’ll add more if i can think of more, tbh u can even just say random characters and i’ll just google them 

As always though, feel free to ask me any other questions!!

this will also go on for as long as whenever, i’ll probably spread out this one! 

—𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒—

AH. It was lookin a little long so here’s the link to the post :3c (will edit post later!!! when I come back from my exam!!!)

to those who got to the end, omg i’m sorry. i talk so much. but thank you for your support and just getting through this block of words hakdfhkasf

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers GRAND EDITION for Switch ;; More, Blood ー Yuma Ecstasy [02]

ー The scene starts in the hallway

Yui: ( ...Yuma-kun didn’t show up for dinner. )

( He might be able to survive just fine even without food since he’s a Vampire, but... )

( The four of us always sit down to eat together, so I’m worried... )

( Besides, Yuma-kun even said he enjoyed eating himself. )

Haah...

( I wonder why he’s so irritated? )

( If only I knew the reason behind it... )

ー She spots Yuma

Yui: Ah, Yuma-kun!

Yuma: ...Che.

ー He walks away

Yui: Eh?

( Why did that make him walk away in the opposite direction!? )

W-Wait, Yuma-kun!

ー Yui chases after him

Yui: Listen to me for a second...!

Yuma: What do ya want...?

Yui: Uhm...

Selection

→ Why are you upset?

Yui: Why are you so upset?

Yuma: Ah? Upset? Me?

Yui: Y-Yeah...I mean, you’ve been on edge this whole time...

Yuma: What makes ya think ya know me?

Yui: Eh? U-Uhm...

→ Let’s have dinner together (❁)

Yui: Uhm, let’s enjoy dinner together.

Yuma: Hah?

Yui: I know you don’t have to eat but...

Still, I want to eat together with you so...

You even said yourself that you like eating before, didn’t you?

Yuma: ...Tsk.

Yuma: ...You’re so damn annoyin’...

Why do ya keep followin’ me ‘round.

Yui: Eh? I-I mean, I...

Yuma: I get pissed off watchin’ ya! If ya get that, scram!

*SHATTER*

Yui: Kyaah!

...Ow!

Yuma: !?

Yui: ( Ah, I’m bleeding... )

( I got cut by one of the broken glass shards. )

Yuma: ...

Yui: ( However, Yuma-kun really must not want to talk to me to go as far as to break the hallway’s window... )

( Yet, I tried to force him to speak with me... )

Uhm, Yuma-kun. I’m sorry for pushing you.

Yuma: Hah? You...

Yui: I’ll try and remember not to talk to you so...

Yuma: ...

ー He picks her up

*Ruste*

Yui: Kyah!

Yuma: ...

Yui: ( Eh? Isn’t this? No way, he’s carrying me in his arms...!? (1) )

( W-Why? He always just throws me over his shoulder. )

Uhm, Yuma-kun...?

Yuma: Shut up.

Yui: ...

( I wonder what suddenly got into him? )

( He was so enraged earlier, but right now, he seems somewhat frantic... )

ー The scene shifts to Yuma’s room

*Rustle*

Yui: Wah...!

Eh? Why are we on your bed...?

Yuma: ...Whatever, just keep quiet.

Yui: !

( He’s licking my arm...!? )

Yuma: ...Nn...

Yui: Hyah, it tickles...!

Yuma: Don’t move...Nn...

Phew...

Yui: ...

( But it tickles when he licks my fingertips...! )

Yuma: Nn...Che, didn’t ya hear me...?

Yui: I-It’s easy for you to say...

( It just tickles... )

Yuma: Nn...Hah...

Yui: Yuma-kun, why do you keep on focusing on the wound...?

Yuma: Ah...? ‘Cause it’d be a waste of blood, duh? ...Nn.

Yui: ( Could this be his way of treating my injuries...? )

Yuma: Geez, what a pain...Humans really break over the slightest thing...Nn...

Yui: ...

( Yuma-kun’s licking me extremely gently as if he’s tending to the wound... )

( Why is he being so kind to me...? )

Yuma: ...Ah? What? Starin’ at me like that.

Yui: Eh...?

N-No, it’s nothing...

Yuma: Ya sure look happy tho.

Were ya that happy to have me lick ya?

Yui: !

Yuma: Hehehe...Bull’s eye? You’re red all the way to yer ears.

Yui: Eh? Uhm...

( I can’t deny I was happy though... )

( But that’s only because he was tending to my wounds... )

Yuma: I don’t mind doin’ more if that’s what ya wish?

Yui: Eh?

*Rustle*

Yui: Ah...!

( His fangs are against my ear... )

ー Yuma bites her

Yuma: ...Haah...Nn...I knew it, suckin’ yer blood is way more delicious than just lickin’...

Come on...Ya wanted this, didn’t ya...? Nn...

Yui: Ah...

( I didn’t...but... )

Yuma: Haah...Nn...

Yui: ( I wonder why....? I feel like Yuma-kun’s being more gentle than usual today... )

( I wonder if he regrets...hurting me earlier... )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー 

Translation notes

(1) The Japanese dialogue refers to お姫さか抱っこ or ‘ohimesama dakko’ which literally means ‘carrying someone like a princess’. It’s similar to the ‘bridal carry’ in English. 

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[professorspork]

today in the Andromeda Galaxy, GLITCHES TRIED TO KILL ME BUT I MADE IT WORK. or, well. Helen made it work, actually, and I was very grateful. (Elaaden, what do you have against my triangle button working? and wtf was that Nomad bug where suddenly I could see through time and the world contracted and my hair turned white????)

anyway.

this morning I joked to Helen that I was feeling very “I love all of my crew equally”/“I don’t care for Cora” so today I made a concerted effort to get to know her better--and tried a few Nomad combos where she wouldn’t sound like the fun police. (turns out, she and Vetra get along great! and also when I put her with Peebee she gets very self-conscious about how she’s totes not appropriating asari culture and it’s v embarrassing. on the OTHER hand, she makes fun of Peebee for peeping on Jaal and like, again, wtf, let me have my ot3.)

I started out finishing up that Morda drive core mission that glitched, and of course I gave the krogan the drive core in exchange for the outpost because I LOVE KROGAN and also RYDER LOVES OUTPOSTS. win/win tbh. but honestly the best part was getting to pick the dialogue option talking to Addison “fuck Tann” and Ryder actually getting to say fuck! it’s the little things.

after closing out Elaaden I decided to try and finish up a few errand-y missions like scanning plants, etc. in doing so, I got to play soccer with my very best friend Liam which was a heartwarming lot of fun, and fought TWO architects because just one was not enough. Peebee’s ex stole our beloved Proof Of Concept (I know the bot is called Poc, but honestly I think full-naming it is much cuter) and I was all “of course I’m gonna help you we’re in this together” which threw Peebee off her game because she’s still thrown every time someone cares about her. I AM, AGAIN, CANNOT EMPHASIZE THIS ENOUGH, GENUINELY SAD I’M GOING TO HAVE TO CHOOSE AMONG ROMANCE OPTIONS. this experience could not be more different from the main trilogy, where I romanced Liara out of a sense of obligation/curiosity faaaaaar more than any genuine interest or investment, and wasn’t tempted* to deviate from that by anyone else along the way. there are a thousand mechanical reasons why I think romance works much, much better in Andromeda than it ever did in the main series--among them the very pointed focus on found family throughout, the more nuanced ability to craft a unique Ryder by doing away with paragon/renegade and instead having the more robust conversation trees, and the overworld chatting on the Nomad giving EVERYONE the amount of personality off the bat that my OG crew had to like bite and claw for for two and a half games-- but like. I’m not gonna lie a big part of it is just that I just think more of these people are more interesting as potential partners. I THINK I AM AN ANDROMEDA GIRL. 

* well that’s a lie I would have romanced Tali in a heartbeat if I weren’t playing fem!Shep and that was illegal. and I’ll probably romance Sam Traynor after that. so. it’s not a total bust.

but I digress. 

saved that scientist’s baby on Voeld, and afterwards had my first ACTUAL, HUMAN conversation with Addison about--shockingly--the nature of friendship. I was genuinely surprised and pleased! look at us go! I also did some spying for that STG agent, and got the world’s most badly delivered “gee, are you really going to believe that old coot?” speech out of my main suspect, which was hilariously insulting.

and then, partly due to Helen’s advice and partly because, again, today was Learn To Appreciate Cora Day, I finished out her loyalty mission! I was shocked to find Sarissa alive after all the build-up-- I was certain that after that long a drum roll for how key she’d be in the Initiative’s growth that we’d find her mega-dead-- but as Helen pointed out to me, the trope is Don’t Meet Your Heroes, not Your Hero Is Probably Dead, Actually. her whole “be calm, soldier” routine @ Vedaria was kind of grating in the moment but is very cute after the fact, so fine. the whole muted sounds and gravity tricks of that final fight were super fun, even though I did accidentally jump into space once or twice. the big biotics lightshow was v impressive, but after I took a pretty hardline stance on Sarissa: come clean and shut up, and you’re fired. I did get a little offended when the asari captain was like “you could have killed us all, it was only dumb luck that Ryder found us” bc EXCUSE ME, SOME OF IT WAS DUMB SKILL, but still. it was good to get that all settled, and very good to hear Cora say what was immediately obvious to everyone but her, which is that her compulsion towards mentors and plans would have made her a poor Pathfinder but makes her a perfect XO. 

then I hit level 50 and spent a lot of time upgrading my gear, and like-- a kind god would have put the loadout console next to R&D and the buy/sell screen so I wouldn’t have to run up and down the Tempest corridor like an idiot. but whatever. Baby’s Fourth Beam Gun TM (an Avenger with a beam emitter) is working out splendidly, I’m slicing and dicing with my asari sword, and I’ve just put seeking plasma bolts on my Eagle which delights me. still shopping around for my ideal sniper before I commit but we’re getting there! 

then I went to start the new planet, but then realized Ark Natanus was right there, and ended up backtracking twice. First I ran back to the Nexus thinking there’d be another fun homecoming cut scene for the asari like there’d been for the salarians that I didn’t want to muddy with adding turians, too, only that didn’t happen. boo! I did remember to check on my mom, tho, so that was nice and emotional. then I went back to Netanus to start that up, only to realize I was wearing a very ugly and entirely face-obscuring helmet-- and once it was clear the entirety of the mission was going to be me emoting at Rix, I restarted the mission with a different armor loudout. yes, I am that vain, but only because opportunities for mlm/wlw solidarity are rare in this game (Gil’s been quiet lately, lol) and Rix deserved my best. though after doing all this, I am wondering: why do all the SAMs have different voices? surely making even one AI as smart and unique as SAM is difficult; then making each Ark’s SAM unique feels like an unnecessary burden? but whatever.

H-whateverthefuck is by far my favorite planet to Nomad around on. I’ve been complaining about the lack of low gravity mechanics since the Mako in ME1 (WE WENT TO THE MOON, THE LITERAL MOON, OUR MOON, AND NOT EVEN THAT HAD LOW GRAVITY?) and so this felt like pure vindication. (also, in general but very aggressively NOT for this planet because of the radiation, shout out to the Nomad for letting me get out no matter how poorly or vertically it’s parked, because lord knows I glitched the Mako many times trying to pause and get out in ‘impossible’ places the Nomad handles with ease.) anyway. the concept of a broken-up planet is terrifying, and the reality of it was eerie as all get-out. what neat execution!

and speaking of a neat execution, I’m so relieved going with the interrupt and firing at Meriwether while she held Sid worked, because I was again legit scared I might get Sid killed. as you’ll recall re: my Jaal loyalty mission, that’s the second time I was genuinely quite nervous there would be real consequences to screwing this up! I give the game a lot of credit for building a world where it feels like I really could screw up that badly. I’m very proud/fond of Sid, and the whole security camera mechanic was delightful-- a more fun version of the kind of stuff KOTOR always made me do. back on the Tempest, I decided to flirt with Vetra while the flirting’s still good, but tbh her flirt option (“I care about Sid bc I care about you”) wasn’t even all that romantically valanced, if you ask me! but also I love that Sid’s idea of justice is fast-tracking having cats in Heleus. 

phew! with so many big things now out of the way, I’m not sure how much dithering I can/should do before continuing with the main mission. but that’s a decision for future me.

[hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong]

Sisterly assistance

The summoning circle started up, the orbs raised up and circled around, shining gold as they moved around then forming a ring that split into three rings before the pillar forms and shows the vissage of a hooded figure with a staff that dissipates showing a relatively tall women with brown hair that fades into green in black and red clothing. Then the machine starts up again, the orbs still sparkling gold before the pillar forms, this time showing an enraged figure bound in chains before dissipating and showing... just a head... with blue hair and and a red-feathered headdress

???: Caster class, I am the goddess of lust and sin, Tlazolteotl. It's very nice to meet you, master~

????: Servant, Avenger class. I am the moon goddess, Coyolxauhqui. DO NOT ASK WHY I'M CURRENTLY JUST A HEAD!!!

Two other Mesoamerican goddesses had been summoned to Rex's chaldea, and much to their surprise, one of the most powerful of their pantheon had already been summoned to this Chaldea.

Quetzalcoatl stood behind her master, hands on his shoulders. Rex had been a bit nervous, seeing two more powerful goddesses in front of him.

Quetz: Wow! Dos de mis hermanas! It's good to see you two!

The goddess who still had a whole body held the head of the other goddess.

Tlaz: Quetzalcoatl!? What are you doing here? What are we doing here?

Quetz: you've been summoned, of course! Is that so weird?

Coyo: ....how have we been summoned?! We're... goddess! That shouldn't be possible!

Quetz: this summoning is a bit... unique. Don't think too much about it.

The two goddesses then looked at their new master, standing in front of their elder sister.

Coyo: is that the master?

Quetz: si! This is Rex! He's a very good master!

Tlaz: why hello there, master~ my don't you look cute!

In an Immediate response to this, Quetzalcoatl put Rex behind her before talking to her sister.

Quetz: hermana, can you not do that to master. That kinda stuff makes him uncomfortable! And me too.

Tlaz: oh! Of course, hermana! Lo siento, it won't happen again!

Quetz: gracias! That means a lot to me!

Rex: uh... Quetz? Is everything ok?

Quetz: ah, everything is fine master. Just wanted to make sure mis hermanas don't cross any lines, is all!

Rex: ok....?

Later on, Quetz and Rex sat together at the cafeteria, talking about what just happened.

Rex: what happened Quetz? After your sister said that you seemed... upset? Is everything fine?

Quetz: si.... pero.... I don't know why but.... I didn't like hearing her say that to you.... it bothered me....

Rex: really? Why would that bother you?

Quetz: I wish I knew.... honestly.... but it just... didn't sit right with me....

Rex: weird...

Quetz: you're not upset with me are you?

Rex: of course not! You're fine, Quetz!

Quetz: *phew* that's good to hear master, I didn't want to upset you.

Rex: you could never upset me! You're far too amazing!

Quetz: hehehehe... gracias master!

Nearby, the two newly summoned goddesses looked on, and watched their sister. Well, Tlazolteotl did, Coyolxauhqui was drinking juice from a straw.

Tlaz: aren't they cute together?

Coyo: who?

Tlaz: Quetz and Master of course!

Coyo: together?

Tlaz: yes! Isn't it obvious?! Those two are the biggest love birds I've ever seen!

Coyo: awwww I get it now.

Tlaz: hmmm?

Coyo: those two may seem like they're together, but they aren't.

Tlaz: what makes you say that?

Coyo: you haven't been listening

Tlaz: eh?

Coyo: I can hear them, the two don't understand why hermana got jealous of what you said, if they were together it'd be clear why.

Tlaz: really? So.... they aren't together? But..... they seems so.... close? I've seen such nice couples before.... and those two look just like one.

Coyo: I may have not been very close to her.... but I can tell that, even tho she always wanted love.... Quetzalcoatl is ignorant of what love feels like. She's never felt it... so now that it's right in front of her..... she's blind.

Tlaz: oh.... should... should we tell her?

Coyo: you can, I don't care.

Tlaz: really, Coyolxauhqui?!

Coyo: it matters not to me how she feels! Why do you care? Won't you just try to tempt master the second they get together?

Tlaz: not that soon.... but it is a necessary test! We can't have Hermana's heart broken like with what Chocl did....

Coyo: Still with that!? Let it go!

Tlaz: I cannot! What he did.... it is unforgivable!

Coyo: tell her or don't, I won't stop or help you.

Tlaz: not that I need help! Hmmph!

Tlaz: ....hey, where does the juice... go?

Coyo: don't ask questions.... you aren't getting an answer.

Later, at Quetz's room

*knock knock*

*door opens*

Quetz: Hola?

Tlaz: hola, Hermana! How are you?

Quetz: oh! Hola Tlaz, I'm good!

Tlaz: that's good to hear!

Quetz: what brings you here?

Tlaz: I just wanted to talk is all.

Quetz: oh, of course! Come in, Come in!

Tlaz: gracias!

The two entered Quetz's room and sat in her bed together.

Quetz: so what did you want to talk about?

Tlaz: well... what do you think of master?

Quetz: well... he's very nice and sweet. He's dependable too. He can be a bit down on himself sometimes, but I'm trying to help him!

Tlaz: that's so nice hermana! It's nice to see you two so close and helping each other!

Quetz: of course! That's what a big sis figure is for!

Tlaz: now.... are you sure that's what you are for him?

Quetz: eh? What else would I be?

Tlaz: I dunno... it's just... you two seem so close... and that look you two had in your eyes as you talked.... it was very special.

Quetz: ....eh? W-what are you saying?

Tlaz: and I've been talking to some of the others while getting used to this place and... they all seemed to have come to the same conclusion as me....

Quetz: w-what would that be?

Tlaz: ay, hermana! That you two are in love!

Quetz: Que?! N-n-no... we can't be... in love? Can we?

Tlaz: I understand this is new to you but... think about it.... truly think about how you feel about Master?

Quetz: how I feel.... about master? Well... he is... very nice... and cute....

Tlaz: do you think you can imagine how he'd be like in a relationship?

Quetz: well... I known him for a while and... he seems like he'd try to treat me well... he's already been so kind and supportive.... every time I'm kind to him, he tries to reciprocate it.... and.... I... I wouldn't be... against the idea of.... being with him.... kissing him.... holding him.... sleeping together.... I... would like it....

Tlaz: do you get it now?

Quetz: ....I think I do.... I do get it...

Tlaz: then what are you waiting for?! Go tell him!

Quetz: right! I'll go now! Gracias hermana!

Tlaz: de nada!

As Tlaz said that, Quetzalcoatl ran out of the room towards Rex's to finally tell him how she felt... now that she finally understood....

So... without Tia, you'd never be able to understand how in love you were....

Now... I don't think that's the case.... some part of me... did have some kind of feeling.... I think she just... sped things along....

That's fair.... it did need some speeding along...

Yeah yeah, we get it. We were kinda stupid about our feelings at first! Aye aye aye.....

At least you admit it....

A/N: well, now Quetz understands her feelings, thanks to her sister. Next time she'll finally confront Rex about them....

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[akashicmuses]

Reading through the first Asch the Bloody Manga (it came today!!)

Thoughts:

- Gosh the art is so beautiful I love it a lot.

- Van is literally so manipulative it drives me crazy every time Asch talks about how Luke “replaced” him. Because Luke didn’t replace Asch. Van replaced Asch with a look-a-like and kidnapped him. Which Asch even admits a couple pages later that Van “stole my life from me.” It makes me think he’s trying to justify hating Luke more because he doesn’t want to hate Van?

- Speaking of which, Asch has a lot of internal conflict about Van. He tells himself he has to trust him, but he also...clearly doesn’t. Asch doesn’t know what Van’s plan is yet but he doesn’t like that he’s being kept in the dark. Like Asch was under the impression that they were kidnapping Ion ON the Tartarus, and no one told him they were actually taking Ion off the Tartarus. And when Asch is like “what the hell, Legretta?” she just kinda brushes him off with “you know when we need you to know, so don’t ask questions and be obedient.”

- ^ not the actual quotes but that was the VIBE of it.

- Asch did indeed get Dist to come with him to kidnap Luke to Choral Castle by promising him ‘sciencey things’ or whatever. Asch’s discussion with Arietta was basically: Arietta: we cant mess with them. van said no Asch: but they killed your mom Arietta: Arietta: fine

- Asch did NOT convince Sync to go with them, Sync just went with them because he’s canon confirmed to be Asch’s babysitter (I know it was already confirmed but it always makes me laugh).

- Wow Van fed Asch the exact same stuff he fed Luke about experimentation. Van told Luke that Luke was experimented on as a child and it was why he kidnapped him. He told Asch that he kidnapped him because he "saved him from terrible experiments and a future of nothing but despair” (<- exact quote). I don’t think Asch was ever actually experimented on because his bitterness about losing his past life is too... strong. I think it means that Van told Asch he WOULD have been experimented on maybe?

- Van continues to manipulate Asch and tells him that he loves him and he needs him and wow this is so blatant that Asch gets mad about it.

- Sync is great in this. He sees Asch looking longly at Natalia after they kidnapped Ion and asks Asch if he’s jealous. Asch is like “of what?” and Sync laughs at him and goes “how would I know? >)”

- Asch does the mind-link thing and watches in disgut as Luke goes on about how he’s the goodwill ambassador to Akzeriuth and all his expressions were great.

- Yeah, so Van actually told Asch that he’d replaced him with Luke to save him from Akzeriuth. 

- Sync interrupts Asch’s mind-link and tells Asch he’s “too old to be going through a rebellious phase.” Asch gets mad and attacks Sync and then Sync says something really interesting. “Nobody will give a damn whether a pawn lives or dies. You’re going to live on because of that. So you should stop being so concerned with what happens to a pawn!”

- Sync must be so irritated because he’s been dilligent about staying away from Ion. But Asch just keeps running up to Luke and yelling at him when Luke does something that pisses him off. And Sync has to tell Asch to cut it out almost every single time.

- The cave in Zao Ruins starts collasping and Tear saves Natalia from a falling rock instead of Luke (even tho Luke was right next to her). And Asch is all “he can’t even save his own fiancee what kind of farce is this.”

- Sync: Asch don’t use the hyperresonance Asch: *phew phew* Sync: God damn it

- IT’S SO FUNNY TO ME that Sync is the one who keeps lecturing Asch while Largo just stands there. Also triple confirmed that Sync is just a glorified babysitter because he tells Asch straight up that Van ordered him to keep Asch alive.

- Ohhh, so Asch discovered Van’s plan because he used the mind-link and found out that Luke was thinking about what Van said about using hyperresonance to destroy the miasma. Asch, who has more knowledge about it is like what the fuck? and goes off to investigate.

- Also it was nice to see Asch admitting that he has no place to criticize Luke for being dependent on Van when he has also been dependent on Van up until this point. It really makes his confrontation with Luke after Akzeriuth more like Asch is taking his internal frustrations out on Luke.