#all these characters are tagged cause this post took awhile to write okay!?

[writebackatya]

⭐️ for Up, Up, and Away?

First let me just thank you @christianfoxymc for the ask and the star about Up, Up, and Away!. For those who do not know it's one of my personal favorite stories of mine and it's the first (and so far only) story in my series The Iron Duck of Steel: The Gizmoduck Movie, Part I!. Second, probably not a good idea to let me choose what to talk about because I choose the entire beach scene from the story because it contains so many different headcanons and characterization things I want to talk about! Mainly the Dewey and Gandra dynamic I want to do for this series!

Perfect timing too! A mutual of mine was questioning me why out of all the triplets and Webby would I want Dewey to be assigned to her, my answer: He’s perfect that’s why! I’ll elaborate more below but I’ll just start off by saying this thought came to me when I was thinking how often Dewey is a sidekick/partner to someone in the show (Webby, his mom, Launchpad, Kit, etc) and how Gandra often picks who she works with. And then I thought wouldn’t it be great if just once Dewey selected an adult he wanted to go on an adventure with and that adult wants absolutely NOTHING to do with him?

Before I begin I might as well give a brief summary of what’s going on in this story just in case:

Both Dewey and Webby are working on a movie called The Spear of Selene which is about their journey to find Della as well as Della’s journey home. Besides writing and directing and composing music, Dewey is playing dual roles as himself and Della. Other members of the team include Lena and Violet as well as recently signed on producer, Louie. Currently the family is at the beach to film some Moon scenes but can’t due to Funso’s Fun Zone using the space to film a commercial

While that is going on both Fenton and Gandra Dee are fighting Gizmoduck’s villain of the week, The Punnysher. A villain Gandra inadvertently helped create

But enough about that, let’s talk about the most underrated character of DuckTales: Jane the Funso’s Fun Zone employee

You know who's a great DuckTales character? Jane the Funso's Fun Zone Employee. Her job at the Fun Zone is one she clearly doesn't want to work at forever for she has plans on moving out of Duckburg, but for now she continues to work there with a smile on her face while letting a certain sharpie schemer get away with a few things such as free fruit punch. Not to mention she's worked alongside Magica and Phantom Blot, which I'm sure is no easy feat

I'm sure everyone is familiar with that fan theory that Donald Duck knows that Louie's Kids is a scam by Louie but pays his sneaky nephew anyway to support the kid and his fake children's charity. Yeah, I never was a fan of that theory, just doesn't seem to fit Donald's character in my opinion. However, I do think something similar is happening with Jane and Louie in the show

Personally, I like to think the first time the two met was when Louie first pulled off the whole "asking for a cup of water to get whatever drink he wants" scheme at Funso's. When she caught him in the act, Lil' Sharpie acted quickly on his feet and bribed her with a Funso's Token so that she saw nothing. Now obviously Jane was not going to snitch on Louie because why should she care? She just works there. But she decided to play along with it because she loved the kid's spunk and the way he was quick to think on his feet plus she doesn't care how much money Funso's lost from Louie's free drinks, thus beginning a beautiful friendship

I always loved Jane's interactions with Louie as well as Webby. When she's with Louie she's down to do whatever with the payment of a Funso's Token, including participating in a scheme to boost Louie's Uncle's failed college band into stardom. And her first and last interactions with Webby are very beautiful too. I always loved when Webby attempted to do the free drink scheme you can see Jane knows what she's trying to do and even tries to lead her to say the right thing. And in the finale when Webby asks for a cup for water you can see Jane proud of the young duck and the growth she went through. So yeah, if you ask me; Jane is a part of the McDuck found family

Besides Louie and Webby, I always figured Jane is just chill with everyone who comes to Funso's and isn't an asshole, so she's friends with the whole McDuck Family

One of my favorite things to do when writing DuckTales fanfiction is come up with nicknames for characters from other characters since that's something the show does a lot and I like the ones Jane had for the kids. I had her call Violet "Ms. Sabrewing", which yes is definitely inspired by the fact she calls Louie "Mr. Duck", but I'd say the reasons are different. For Louie, she calls him Mr. Duck in a more professional sense, while she calls Violet Ms. Sabrewing in a more formal sense because Violet always refers to others by their proper names. And as for Dewey, she calls him "The Dew Man" because of that thing Dewey Deweys with his name all the time.

So yeah, post-canon Jane still works at Funso's as a means to get by in life and as we learn is going through some rebranding:

While Dewey stood by his mother’s side, the other crew members of The Spear of Selene began exploring the set of the Funso’s ad.

“I know nothing lasts forever,” Huey said as the five birds looked over at the fake palm trees being set up by the water, “but I’m really going to miss the old Funso.”

“A lot of fun memories were had thanks to that wonderful walrus.” Louie solemnly agreed.

“I just hope I’ll have a better first impression with the new one than I did with the first one.” Webby sighed, “I’m gonna miss that walrus.”

“I mean, he’s still going to be Funso,” Lena assured the group, “just slightly different I’m sure.”

“Rebranding usually happens when a company needs to revitalize their image.” Violet stated. “But business for Funso’s Fun Zone hasn’t really shown signs of slowing down. I wonder why they’re changing their iconic mascot.”

“Well, when your last Funso was played by a member of a criminal organization and said criminal organization worked underneath your business, you might wanna do whatever it takes to make sure the public forgets about it.” An older voice answered, catching the attention of the five birds.

“Oh, hey Jane!” Webby greeted.

“Hey.”

“So word got out about F.O.W.L. and ol’ Blotty, huh?” Lena asked.

“Oh yeah, it happened like a month ago, right after your family’s last adventure-”

“Oh, that was not our last adventure.” Huey clarified.

“Yeah! We’ve been on a lot of adventure since then!” Webby added.

“Too many.” Louie chimed in.

“Okay.” Jane said trying to get back on track. “Right after your family’s last adventure that I was aware of, some disgruntled employee leaked out information about that F.O.W.L and that Blot guy. The higher ups were not too pleased when they found that out and had Blot fired, and now they want to do whatever they can to make people forget about that little ordeal.”

“Be honest,” Lena folded her arms, “was that employee you?”

Jane scoffed. “While I am honored you’d think I have the skills and intel to leak all that, it wasn’t me or any of the other Funso’s employees. The disgruntled employee was from F.O.W.L. And let me tell ya, that employee is my personal hero. Blot was honestly the worst to work with, always micromanaging. So good riddance.”

Why yes I am proud of that meta humor joke and gee I wonder who that F.O.W.L. employee was that Jane was talking about...

Anyway, could be just me, but I always wondered what kind of an effect the whole F.O.W.L. operating under Funso's would have on not just the kids, but with the general public. To me, the kids would not care. Funso's is still Funso's and all the evil people are gone! But I always imagined if word got out, the Funso company would panic and quickly do something different with the brand so the public would just forget about it? So what do you do when the previous mascot was played by a villain? Get a new actor and reboot the character of course!

So yeah, Funso's is filming an ad where the kids want to film their movie which is unfortunate for the latter and leads to an interaction I like because of each of the characters involved in it:

“We obviously do not want to disrupt the business of Funso’s Fun Zone, but the rest of the beach is being used for Duckburg’s Annual Sandcastle Building Contest,” Louie explained.

“I can’t believe we forgot that was today!” Huey said to both Violet and Webby who nodded in agreement.

I just wanted to remind the audience that these three are the huge nerds of their little group

Louie, Lena and Jane quickly glanced at one another before the green triplet continued speaking. “Anyway, do you think it'd be possible to share some of your guys’ space to film?”

Louie flipped a token to Jane, who instinctively caught before handing it back to Louie. “I’m sorry, but that is beyond my power, Mr. Duck.”

“She’s not taking the bribe, Louie.” Lena stated. “Maybe try giving her your 10 Free Funso Tokens birthday coupon.”

“I can’t! I already used mine as well as Huey’s and Dewey’s!”

“How could you?!”

“Well Huebert, I have perfected my impression of you and since we’re triplets I can pull of a very convincing Dewey look, but I’m still struggling with the voice. So I just don’t talk while I play him.”

I just love Lena being snarky about Jane and Louie's relationship while Louie takes her sarcastic suggestion seriously to which Huey finds out what his brother did causing him to question why he did it in anger to which Louie explains how he did it knowing full well what his brother meant. I love writing snarky characters

Webby frowned as she looked over to Dewey and watched as she saw him slowly accepting the fact there was no way they were filming any moon scenes on the beach today. “Well since we’re already down here, we might as well check out that sandcastle building contest. Or maybe Aunt Della could take us to Funso’s. You know, so our trip to the beach wasn’t a total waste.”

As Jane looked over to Dewey, she could not help but notice two crew members carrying a large surfboard over to the fake palm trees. A small smirk snaked its way onto the eagle’s beak as she spoke in a rather laid-back casual tone. “Would you guys be interested in meeting Funso?”

“We very much would.” Louie responded for the group as he flipped his token back to Jane, who of course caught it and pocketed her payment.

Things I love here: Webby showing empathy for her brother/best friend/co-director (also she calls Della "Aunt Della"!!), Jane using her powers of as a Funso's employee to pull a few strings for these kids, and Louie being the good employer he is and paying Jane for her good work

Speaking of Della, I love Della in this story! (Surprise, surprise). All though she is not a main character in this story (in fact she's sharing the D-Story with Team Magic) I still think I gave her a lot of great moments in the story. I wanted to show off her "Soccer Mom energy" in this story where she's doing whatever she can to make sure her kids can accomplish whatever they put their mind to, but I didn't want her to go full Karen at any point, so I didn't want her to be mean to the crew member she argues with to let her kids film their movie

Even after that fails, she still tries to salvage the day for Dewey who is well aware his mom is doing her best and that these things are out of her control

“Dewey!” Webby ran over to the two ducks waving her hands around in excitement. “Dewey! Guess what! We’re going to be the first ones to meet Funso!”

“Whaaat?! Well, lucky you guys.” Della said in awe as she looked back and forth between Dewey and Webby. “How did you score a sweet deal like that?”

I love Della here, acting like meeting an actor playing a fictional walrus is the coolest thing in the world right now, because it is.

“Let’s just say they have connections at Funso’s Fun Zone.” Jane answered as she and the rest of the birds joined the trio.

“Oh, hey Jane!” Della stood up and waved.

“Hey.”

EVERYONE KNOWS AND LOVES JANE IN THE MCDUCK FAMILY

Dewey offered a small wave to Jane. “Thanks, but I don’t really feel up to meeting the new Funso.”

“Dewford!” Violet exclaimed in disbelief. “Not many kids are given an opportunity such as this!”

Lena looked over to her sister in slight confusion. “…You do realize it’s probably gonna be just another guy in a walrus costume, right?”

“I know that.” Violet responded in a more rational tone. “Just because I know that, it doesn’t mean I can’t suspend my disbelief and buy into the illusion.”

I love this little back-and-forth between Lena and Violet. Lena just being a teen and not really as interested in this as the rest of her younger friends and sister, who she expected a little bit better from. And Violet being like, "Yeah, I'm not stupid. I can still have fun, Lena."

“Actually, they’re switching things up and got an actual walrus to play him.” Jane chimed in.

“You guys can go ahead and meet Funso,” Dewey assured the group as he broke away from them, “I just need some time for myself to think things over…” 

After the day Dewey has had, he really doesn't feel like doing anything right now. And Louie is nice enough to go comfort his brother allowing his friends and family to not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be the first to meet the new Funso

As the group watched Louie join his brother, Della could not help but chuckle softly. “Guess some things never change.”

“What never changes?” Huey asked.

“Huh?” Della replied now realizing she just spoke out loud. “Oh. Nothing, just thinking about your Uncle Donald and his old band.”

“He was in a band?” Violet inquired.

“He didn’t actually sing, did he?” Lena queried.

“Yes and yes,” Della answered the two Sabrewing girls as she reminisced, “back in our college days, Donald started a band with his buddies.”

“Ms. Duck, were you a member too?”

“Who, me?” Della looked over to Violet in disbelief before chuckling again. “Nah, they were The Three Caballeros and having a fourth member just wouldn’t make sense. All though I did hang out with them enough that it felt like I was part of the band too. I’d watch them practice, give them my feedback whether they wanted it or not, there were even times when I’d join in their songs.” The older duck sighed happily to herself. “I miss José and Panchito.”

It is a possibility that Lena and Violet did know about the McDuck Family's adventure with the Three Caballeros, but I still wanted this scene as an excuse for Della to talk about her perspective on this chapter of Donald's life, plus we got that somewhat snarky question from Lena. I always loved that bit where Donald tries to reassure the girl only for her to respond, "What?"

I also love this section cause it gave me and excuse to draw more parallels between the triplets and their mother and uncle. Out of all the members of their family, the Duck Boys have the most in common with their mom and uncle Donald, they all have traits from them and I think that's great

It's very common to see parallels between Dewey and Della as well as Louie and Donald, but for this I wanted Della to see the parallels between her and Louie here while also seeing the parallels between Donald and Dewey.

Speaking of which, let's check on 2/3rds of the Duck Boys!

Dewey was unaware of his brother approaching him for he was far too busy flipping through his script. Which was good news for Louie, it gave him plenty of time to assess the situation at hand. As he arrived at the shore, the green triplet went ahead and grabbed a smooth stone that was near his brother.

“Hey.”

Dewey looked over to his brother. “Hey.” And then immediately went back to his work.

Louie went ahead and tossed the stone across the ocean and watched it skip a few time before sinking into the ocean. “All right, three skips.” Louie then went ahead and picked up another stone. “Betcha can’t beat that, Dewford.”

“Not now, Louie.”

“Oh come on, it will only take a few seconds.”

Dewey let out a frustrated sigh before grabbing the stone from his brother and effortlessly tossing it to the ocean. “Oh no. It looks like you won. Good job.”

As Dewey looked back at his script, Louie watched the middle triplet’s stone skip across the water several times before hitting a buoy.

            DING

Louie placed his hands in his pockets as he looked over at the buoy and then back to Dewey who was caught up in his own world.

Do you think Louie ever gets jealous of his brother's comedic dumb luck?

Anyway, while Dewey is a main character in this story, Louie will be there with him by his side for the majority of the middle triplet's storyline. These two had a great dynamic in Louie's Eleven! and it's something that I want to expand upon. Seriously, I find it very underrated and it often gets overshadowed by the Huey and Louie dynamic which is also great

But back to Dewey and Louie, one aspect of that episode that I think about a lot are the scenes where Dewey expresses how he thinks Louie doesn’t really have faith in Dewey’s own abilities and I wanted to show the growth Louie had in that episode in this scene by having him be the one to let Dewey know that no one thinks he’s dumb and that they do have faith in his project and that they’re just trying to help

Another thing I want to explore in Dewey's storyline is the duck's creative side: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly. A very important moment in Dewey's character to me was the first appearance of Dewey Dew-Night where we see Dewey has had an internet show that his brothers were at the time not aware of

I remember seeing a comment on a video of that scene saying that Dewey is basically the kid that played by himself at recess and that's something I agree with and wanted to show in this story and for the rest of the story

All though he is more comfortable with sharing his ideas and visions with his friends and family, those things are still very personal to him. He has his perfect vision on his creations and the final results aren't always going to look like that, especially when you have help from other people. At times it does not feel like the personal story you wanted to tell

And the thing that Dewey is worked up about is a scene that would depict his mom as the badass she is while also negatively depicting the moonlanders which is a problem that everyone fully understands, except Dewey. Not that he doesn’t understand why, he just thinks he can still salvage the scene cause the song he made for it is too gosh darn good and he’s proud of it, dang it

Louie nodded. “It really helps to have another perspective. You wouldn’t happen to have that song on you, do you?”

“Uh yeah,” Dewey pulled out his phone, “why?”

Louie scoffed. “Because, dear Dewford, I would like to listen to it. You might think that is should only be played during mom’s epic space battle, but maybe I might find another use for it. After all, you did work really hard composing it, it would be a shame if we were to just drop it.”

“Oh…” Dewey smiled at Louie, “okay!”

“And hey if we can’t find a spot in the movie for that song. No big deal, you could always give it to DJ Daft Duck.

“No! This is NOT a DJ Daft Duck song!” Realizing he just shouted, Dewey immediately awkwardly lowered his volume. “It’s just not the right vibe for him, you know?...Also, I’m kinda taking a break from DJ Daft Duck stuff…cause the movie and all.”

“Oh…well okay, it’s not a DJ Daft Duck song. It belongs in the movie” Louie acknowledged.

Gee I wonder why Dewey is so adamant about it not being a DJ Daft Duck song. I sure hope this gets explained later on in the story during a heart-to-heart moment with one of the other main characters of this story

Dewey smiled at Louie before pulling his phone out of his pocket only for the moment to be ruined by Louie’s phone.

RING

Louie quickly looked at his phone and glanced at the screen. “Ooh boy” Louie looked over to Dewey, “I’ll listen to it soon. I promise. I just have to take this REALLY important phone call. I’ve been waiting all day for her to call back!”

Before Dewey could say anything, Louie answered the phone in buttery smooth tone as he walked and talked. “Why hello Aunt Gertie! Yeah! I just wanted to thank you again for the very thoughtful and might I add generous Christmas card you sent us last Christmas…Yes Aunt Gertie, I can hear your lovely kisses over the phone. Oh, how I wish you were here with me so I could receive them. Anyway, your favorite very talented and very creative nephews are putting together a movie about our family, and we can use all the help we can get.”

“…” For a brief moment Louie stood in silence. Suddenly a satisfied smirk grew on the green triplet’s beak before he smiled over to Dewey giving his brother a thumbs up. “Oh, thank you so much Aunt Gertie! I promise you; you’re making a wise investment…”

It wouldn’t be a DuckTales 2017 fanfic without cameos/shoutouts to other Duck characters from the Duckverse that didn’t make the cut! So here’s Aunt Gertie! An aunt of the boys who for all I know only had one appearance in my childhood favorite Christmas movie Mickey’s Once Upon a Christmas! I love Louie pulling the schmooze on her

But enough about her. Let’s talk Darkwing villains! Let’s check on Jane and the kids:

As the four kids waited, they watched as the older bird walked over to a walrus wearing a white sailor hart, orange sweater, blue pants, a yellow scarf, and a pair of white gloves. Most likely the new Funso. Jane returned to the group accompanying her was the walrus. “Hey guys I’d like you to meet-”

“FUNSO! Of Funso’s Fun Zone!” The walrus introduced himself with a rather jovial tone.

“Hi! I’m Webby!” Webby introduced herself as she shook hands with the walrus. As the two shook hands, Lena could not help but stare at the new Funso.

“…Wait. I recognize you!” Lena stated catching the attention of everyone in the group.

“Of course, you do; he’s Funso.” Violet said.

“I know that, but that’s not what I meant. He’s that walrus from that show!” Lena explained.

“…”

“The one our dads took us to last week.”

Violet’s eyes widen. “I think you’re right,” she turned to Funso, “excuse me but were you a cast of member of MacDuck from last week’s Drakespeare in the Park?”

“And didn’t you play like seven different roles in that play? Tuskerninni, right?”

“Arturo Tuskerninni!” The walrus properly introduced himself; it was as if Funso was no more as the walrus spoke in a more boastful yet gravitas tone, as if every single word that came from his mouth was said was dripping with pride (or in other words, extremely British). “Graduate of Julliard, Director, Character Actor, Writer, Performer, Filmmaker, and now Funso of Funso’s Fun Zone: Where Fun…is in the Zone. It’s great to see I have fans who appreciate my art and recognize my talent.”

Fun fact about me: I never watched the OG DuckTales show or Darkwing Duck until I started writing DT17 fanfiction. And I’m really glad I did! Especially Darkwing. And the first time I saw Tuskerninni I knew I just HAD TO use him for a story! He was honestly the first Darkwing villain (besides the main villain of this story who has not appeared yet but has been mentioned by a couple of characters) I chose to put in this story

I just love the character! He dresses up in a lot of costumes, is a huge ham and has an even bigger ego than Darkwing! He’s just a lot of fun! And since this is the reboot I headcanon him having a celebrity voice actor and I can’t think of anyone better to play him than Matt Berry:

Also MacDuck and Drakespeare is a reference to an OG DuckTales episode called Much Ado About Scrooge. Good episode, I recommend watching it if you’re a 2017 Louie fan

Neither Lena nor Violet were fans of Tuskerninni. Their dads took them the outdoor play so they both could be exposed to some culture. And all though Violet kept her full attention on the play, she found it hard to enjoy the scenes that featured Tuskerninni since the walrus could not help but chew the scenery every time he was on stage. The only reason why Lena even remembered the walrus' name was due to boredom. It was during one of the walrus' many drawn out monologues that the young sorceress took it upon herself to look through the show’s pamphlet and upon discovering the walrus’s name she immediately showed her sister the name and sneered “More like Tusker-weenie.” To which Violet said nothing and continued watching the play while Lena chuckled to herself. Needless to say, that was the highlight of Lena’s night.

“Uh, yeah sure.” Lena confirmed.

I just want to say this my favorite joke I’ve ever written for Lena and Violet. I love these two

“Excuse me, Funso,” Huey began as he winked to Tuskerninni, “as the new Funso what are you brining to the table to differentiate you from the previous Funso without deviating too far from what we expect to see from such a beloved role?”

“Well, in my commercial debut, you will see I bring the fun wherever I go!” The new Funso replied, “I will arrive to the masses from the sea on a surfboard and let the whole world know that Funso’s Fun Zone is where Fun is in the Zone. I like to think I’m a more hip and happening Funso than the previous one and I plan on brining more to the table.”

“And is one of those things, penguin minions!?” Webby asked as several penguins approached the group.

“Nope.” Jane answered for the walrus. “They came with him though. And have been here all day…”

“Yes of course they have!” Tuskerninni responded to the overworked Funso employee. “They are my cortège. My posse. My homeboys. My entourage. Wherever I go they follow.”

I really proud of the Webby line mainly because one of my beta readers told me “I can totally hear Webby saying that!" Also we gotta have Tuskerninni’s penguin minions! Also WWDITS fans will probably be able to catch that “subtle” reference I put at the end there

One of the penguins then waddled over to the walrus, to which Tuskerninni then bent down, so the penguin could whisper into his ear.

“Hmm. Yes.” Tuskerninni nodded before turning back to Jane. “My homeboy Ray brings up an excellent point, Jane. We are an hour behind the schedule and the director is still not here. Something must be done, Jane.”

“Well it’s not like I can control the traffic or whenever supervillains attack, I’m just a Funso’s employee.” Jane deadpanned as she kept her cool. “You’re just gonna have to wait, Funso.”

“Ah…” Tuskerninni responded, “in that case: while we’re waiting, my colleagues and I would like to split a pizza. We’ll take a large pizza that’s half red and half white. On the red half the crust is to be stuffed crust while the white half’s crust will be thin crust. The cheese needs to cover every inch of the sauce, however it needs too put on lightly on the white sauce. On the white half, a fourth of it needs to be topped with green peppers and the other fourth with pineapple, but the whole white half needs to have banana peppers. The red sauce half needs to be one fourth pepperoni and one fourth bacon. We’d also like anchovies which is our topping of choice that needs to be cover all of the pizza, both the white and the red halves. And a large Diet Cherry Pep.”

“A number four with a large Diet Cherry Pep, got it;” Jane said as she walked away from the walrus and over to the kids “well duty calls.” The eagle then pulled out two birthday coupons and handed them to Huey before heading her way back to the Funso, “I’ll catch you kids later.”

Two things I wanna say about this: Jane is a good employee and giving Huey back his as well as Dewey’s birthday coupons was really cool of here. And two. The complicated order joke is a joke I stole from this scene from the rom-com spoof They Came Together it's the first joke in the clip if you're interested in seeing:

I figured no one would notice cause I don’t know how many DuckTales fans have watched a movie made by the people who made Wet Hot American Summer.

Anyway, Tuskerninni rants about superheroes and their over-saturation when the Gizmoduck fight finally makes it to the beach (also Huey is the first one to notice because Huey fanboying over Gizmoduck will always be adorable to me) , yada yada, let’s just move ahead to Dewey and Gandra’s first scene together

In fact, Dewey could not keep his eyes off the superhero battle ever since it made its way to the beach. As soon as the two figures whooshed by the young filmmaker immediately pulled out his phone and started recording the whole thing.

Though his phone was focused on both Duckburg’s beloved superhero and the town’s villain-of-the-day, Dewey could not keep his eyes off the hen who was in-between this battle. He watched as the armorless bird attack the villain head on.

The attack was certainly not planned, more of an impulsive move. He knew that for sure, for his dropped jaw match the one on Gizmoduck’s face as the two watched as the freelance agent kicked the jetpacked rat off his flightpath and towards the ground. Using the force of her own kick, the hen flipped backwards off the costumed villain whilst that was happening, she made sure to unhook her sweatshirt from her waist and used it to help lessen the impact of her fall; she landed several feet away from Dewey.

As the sand cleared in front of the middle triplet, Dewey peeked from behind his phone as he watched Gandra rise up from the ground, tying her sweatshirt around her waist as she shot a smirk up at Gizmoduck. “Told ya I could knock him down!”

So for the first scene with these two I just knew I had to give Gandra a badass entrance. Cause she deserves it. Anyway…

“I didn’t say you couldn’t!” Gizmoduck retorted, “I suggested we consider our other options first!”

Gandra Dee rolled her eyes and shrugged. “The opportunity was right there and figured I might as well do it.”

And it was those choice of words that made Gandra Dee Dewey’s new favorite member of Team Science. Before it was Manny, probably…

Dewey put his phone down as he watched the hen pull out a device from her pocket.

“Go on after him, I’ll catch up!”

As the superhero flew to the direction of the knocked down villain, the young hen immediately got to work. A projection came out of her eye, which displayed what Gizmoduck was seeing through his visors as well as some other things that Dewey was sure must be very important cause they looked scientific. Having a projection come out of one’s eye must have not be as distracting as Dewey thought it would since the young adult was multitasking; he watched as she unscrewed the bottom part of her device and attached it to her palm as if she was powering it up.

A projection came out of her eye, which displayed what Gizmoduck was seeing through his visors as well as some other things that Dewey was sure must be very important cause they looked scientific. -

That’s my way of saying “Look use your imagination cause I don’t know how to describe what I’m seeing in my mind

“Wait, I know you!” Dewey finally spoke up. “You’re Huey’s friend; Sandra, right?!”

“Huh?” Gandra must have not noticed the middle triplet was with her the entire time, because for the first time today she was caught off-guard. She looked over to Dewey as she did her best to put a friendly smile on her beak. “Uh, yeah I’m Huey’s friend. And it’s Gandra, Gandra Dee.”

These two have met previously of course in The Splitsword of Swanstantine! where they fought one another (Dewey of course had help from Webby), Dewey of course was told about the events of Beaks in the Shell! from Huey so before properly introducing one another, he would know Gandra as Huey’s friend because she is. She likes Huey. Everyone likes Huey.

Also Huey will be alongside Gandra and Fenton for the majority of Gandra’s story. It’s what he deserves

I do this a lot in my fanfics, but I love having Gandra introduce herself by going “Gandra, Gandra Dee” Why? Cause that’s how she introduced her name to Fenton, that’s why. It’s her spy introduction. Like how Bond says “The name’s Bond, James Bond.”

Also Dewey thinking her name is Sandra is a reference to where the OG Gandra got her name from, Sandra Lee, who was a…{quickly Googles Sandra Lee} an American TV Chef and author…huh.

Anyway. Let’s delve into something I haven’t talked about yet: the OC I made up for this story Rick Rath aka The Punnysher

So here’s the thing about me. I don’t really go out my way to make up OCs. Just something I never really feel like doing unless I really feel the need to for a story. And more often than not, they’re jokes. Which is exactly who Rick Rath is

So for the Gandra and Fenton side of the story, I knew I wanted them to work together as Agent Dee and Gizmoduck to take down Duckburg’s villain of the week. I wanted this villain to be some lucky jerk that Gandra knew through her freelancer career and was an absolute dork. I didn’t want to use a Darkwing Duck villain (I saved that for Drake and Gosalyn) because I didn’t want any Darkwing fans to think I did one of their favorite villains dirty. (And if there are any Darkwing fans who thought I did Splatter Phoenix dirty I promise you SHE WILL BE BACK with a vengeance later in the series)

Anyway, besides working for various evildoers as a means to get by, I always headcanon Gandra’s freelancing job involved smaller projects for the everyman. Fixing stuff, selling her own stuff, etc. And Rick is that, just an everyman and longtime client of Gandra that mainly kept to himself until one day he snapped

So who is The Punnysher? Well he’s basically an amalgam of some of my favorite “pathetic nerd type” villains. He was inspired by my favorite Darkwing Duck villain Megavolt, Paul Dano’s Riddler from The Batman, and Stu from Scream (I personally like to think Matthew Lillard voiced him). His name is Rick Rath cause alliteration, it sorta sounds like riffraff (street rat!), Rath sounds like wrath, and Rick I’m pretty sure I chose because of the Spidey Send-Up character from Superhero Movie was named Rick and that movie is just one of my biggest guilty pleasures. Yeah. Go ahead and judge me but it’s nowhere near as bad as the other _____ Movies of that horrible era of bad spoof movies

And yeah he was created as an excuse to make puns

Earlier in the story, both Fenton and Gandra talk about wanting to avoid causing any property damage when taking down the Punnysher. So I thought it’d be funny if the climatic battle would be at the beach where instead of building being knocked down it’s big sandcastles. Still all that sand everywhere would would be a nightmare what with it being coarse and rough

ANYWAY back to Gandra and Dewey:

“-just keep him busy, Gizmoduck.” Agent Dee said into her earpiece. “I’m just about done here.”

“It was so cool how you knocked that bad guy down! Have you always had the ability to shoot lightning out of your hands!? Don’t tell me, you’re magic, right!?” Dewey asked as he ran up to Gandra.

“Uh, nope. Not magic, just science.” Gandra removed the charging Kill-Bitch from her hand to show off her ungloved hand, giving the young duck some visual aid, “I’ve got nanites in my bloodstream.”

“…Nanites?

“Really tiny microscopic robots.” Gandra explained, emphasizing their size by pinching the air with her thumb and finger to Dewey.

Dewey’s eyes widened as he watched Gandra once again attach her device to her palm.

“YOU’VE GOT ROBOTS IN YOUR BODY!?”

Reasons Why Gandra Dee Would Be Dewey Duck's Favorite Member of Team Science:

She's a badass

She's a spy

She can shoot electricity from her hands

She's an independent freelancer

She's part robot

Dewey's reaction to Gandra having robots in her body is my favorite line in this entire story because you can't tell me that wouldn't be his reaction

So another reason why I think Gandra would be Dewey's favorite Team Science member is because I personally think out of all the members she'd be the one who can explain science related stuff to Dewey the best due to her bluntness and getting straight to the point

Speaking of Gandra, I might as well talk about her for a bit since she is also a main character of this story (also Gosalyn and in a way Boorswan but they're not here so I'm not talking about them)

Now if they're were a Season 4, I'd want a storyline about Gandra trying to fit in the McDuck Found Family because I'd think that'd make for a great story. Out of all the characters, she probably has the weakest connection to the family for the only reason why she became a part of it in the first place is because she hooked up with one of McDuck's employees. Not to mention she doesn't have the highest opinions of Scrooge

I always saw Gandra as more of an anti-hero throughout the show, kind of like Goldie, and I like to think that post-canon she still has some of those qualities. She is still a freelancer but is currently working on the Gizmocloud with Fenton and Gyro

I've said it before but I'll say it again, I really don't like the idea of Gandra working for McDuck Enterprises as part of her character development. It just seems like a betrayal to her character by going corporate and just feels like she's being shaped to be more like Fenton or Gyro when she's a punk garage scientist. I fully support her anti-corporate attitude

I always loved DuckTales for how they show a member returning or trying to turn a new leaf is often a difficult transition for both the member and the family. We saw that with characters like Della when she returned and with Lena when she was trying to hide the De Spell side of her, to me it makes sense doing something similar with Gandra who hasn't really had the chance to interact with the rest of the family, who all their own dynamics and little groups that were able to grow while she was not a part of that family, and I wanted to explore that with this story

“Okay can one of you kids gotta help me out here, but who is she, what exactly is her connection to our family?” Della asked as she pointed to Gandra. “I feel like I know her from somewhere, but I don’t know what…”

“Oh her? She’s Gandra Dee.” Huey answered. “She’s currently dating Fenton.”

“Thanks to us.” Webby proudly added, to which Huey high-fived in response.

I like to think that both Huey and Webby are so proud of the date they put together for Fenton and Gandra that they like to think they played a big part in the two's relationship. Also Huey will totally be Fenton's best man for their wedding and will credit Webby in his speech for their job well done

“…Wait, Fenton is with her?” Lena asked in confusion as she looked over to Violet, “I thought he was with Gyro.”

“Gyro!?” Della repeated in a tone that was a mixture of disbelief and disgust. “Oh please that duck can do waaay better than that hack. And the evidence is right there! I mean did you SEE that landing!? And she can shoot lightning from her hands?!”

“Well, she is a spy and a scientist.” Huey explained.

“Who worked for F.O.W.L.” Louie reminded the group.

“Wait, they were still seeing each other while she was working for F.O.W.L.?!” Della asked.

“Yep.” Huey answered.

“Cool.” Della, Webby, and Lena reacted in unison.

Della, Webby and Lena are Team I Don't Mind that Fenton and Gandra were Seeing Each Other While Gandra was a Part of F.O.W.L. because That is Honestly Really Hot and I Probably Would've Done the Same if I was in Fenton's Position

“Oh yeah, so cool how that she and Fenton found time to see each other while she was busy hacking the money bin and Uncle Scrooge’s robot that nearly killed us.” Louie deadpanned.

“That’s where I know her from!” Della snapped her fingers as if she just remembered the lyrics to a song she hadn’t heard in a while. She then turned towards Louie. “Yeah, crazy day huh? At least she’s on our side now. And hey, she looks like she’s getting along with Dewey, maybe she might need our help.”

I did a joke similar to this in my Indi-Quack! story Convergence at Bud's Dispensary! where both Della and Louie have two very different opinions on Gandra Dee's role in the Escape from the Impossibin!. I still love Della's reaction to it all like she just remembered the name of an actor in a movie she's watching on TV while Louie is a little less forgiving than his mother

This will be explored more in the next story, but when it comes to the triplet's opinions about Gandra Dee now a part of the team it'll be very similar to what we saw when the triplets first hung out with Webby and when their mother returned

Dewey is the most optimistic member of the trio who is ready to welcome the newest member in open arms without a second thought. Louie is the most skeptical, but is not entirely against them being here and still has an open mind about the situation. Huey of course will be the most logical, being a good balance of his two brothers and is not only seeing things from their point of view but also the new member's point of view; understanding how this situation can be complicated for everyone

“HEY AGENT DEE!!?” Della shouted.

“Huh?” Gandra looked away from Dewey and over to the middle triplet’s family.

I've done this in my other stories, but I really love the idea of Della almost always referring to Gandra as Agent Dee kinda like how she calls Beakley by her spy name, 22. Gandra Dee is a spy after all and that is her spy name. Plus I think it'd be nice if for once someone called her that who wasn't using her for their own gain and is only calling that because they think her being a spy is cool

“Hey Gandra!” Huey waved to the hen.

“Oh…” the projection coming from the hen’s eye disappeared as she waved back to the oldest triplet, “hey Huey” Gandra’s eyes surveyed the small group of birds who waved back, “…and family.”

“Do you two need any help?!” Della shouted to Gandra. “Because we’re all ready to fight!” Della looked back over to her son Louie, who was still sitting comfortably on his blanket, shaking his head in indifference. Della looked back. “Well most of us are!”

Isn't nice that this found family is now big enough that some members can sit out of adventures if they need it

“Help?” Gandra repeated in slight confusion. “Oh. Uh, nope, we’re fine here.”

“Aw, are you sure!?” Webby called over. “Because we’d be more than happy to help!”

“We are experienced.” Violet stated.

“And I’m magic.” Lena added.

Gandra's storyline honestly would be a much shorter one if she hung with Della and Team Magic. They are way more chill than Dewey and are allowing Gandra her space. Also I really wanted to capture Gandra's awkward energy we see her have everyone now and then in this scene

“Oh no, no, it’s fine. It’s not necessary for you all to join in.”

“You heard the woman!” Louie exclaimed. “This is one adventure we’re allowed to sit out of! Let the power couple handle this.”

“Right, thanks…” having forgotten his name, Gandra’s Eyebuds scanned the green triplet for more information, “…Llewellyn.”

“It’s Louie, actually!”

It might take Louie awhile to warm up to Gandra...

“Louie, right.” Gandra corrected herself. “But don’t worry, we got this. We’ll get rid of the supervillain so you guys can go back to enjoying your beach day.”

“Yeah! Don’t worry guys,” Dewey said as he stepped by Gandra’s side, “we got this!”

“We?”  Gandra asked as she looked down at Dewey in annoyance.

“Yeah! I wanna help you two!” Dewey said as he looked up at Gandra with an excited grin. “That supervillain stands no chance against the collaborative team-up of Gizmoduck, Agent Dee, and their super sidekick Dewey! I even got a team name for our little group, The Super Spies! You know cause Gizmoduck is a superhero, you’re a spy, and yours Dew-ly is a little bit of both. I’ve helped Darkwing Duck on his superhero adventures, and I helped Launchpad beat Double-O-Duck which I know is a video game, but like it’s a VR video game, so it’s pretty much the same thing. I’m basically the Ultimate Sidekick!”

Dewey is looking up at Gandra, while she is looking down at him. Symbolism.

Also I decided to flex Dewey's resume here to further prove why he'd be great with Gandra (as well as Fenton). Also I like to think Gandra's eyelids went lower when he said "yours Dew-ly"

“Oh really? That’s cool and all, but did you not hear what I just told your family, kid?” Gandra grumbled.

“Nerp! I was too busy looking at the sleeves on your shirt!” Dewey answered. “I really dig your style! Did your shirt come like that or did you cut them yourself?!”

“I-..what?” Out of all the responses Dewey could have given Gandra, that was one of them that she was not ready for.

Honestly, that's a question I always wondered about Gandra's shirt but I'm too scared to ask. Dewey wouldn't be tho

“Agent Dee?” The sound of Fenton’s voice music to Gandra’s ears as it came out of her earpiece, “Not to sound too impatient but is the Kill-Bitch ready yet, I could really use your assistance.”

            DING

The moment the device dinged, Dewey’s eyes widened as he immediately grabbed the Kill-Bitch out of Gandra’s palm.

“Okay! What do you want me to do with this!?” Dewey said as he examined the device. “It looks dangerous, but don’t worry Danger is my middle name! Pretty cool that you made something that looks deadly that’s no bigger than my phone!” Dewey exclaimed as he put the Kill-Bitch by phone for the size comparison, accidentally causing the device to latch onto his phone. “Oh no…”

I love Dewey cause he's always down for whatever adventure he gets caught in and always ready to help. Which I'm sure can be a nuisance for some especially if he isn't caught up with what's going on

“What are you doing!?” Gandra yelled at Dewey, “I was going to use that to destroy The Punnysher’s jetpack!”

“This thing’s gonna destroy my phone?!” Dewey yelled back in shock as he instinctively threw his phone aside, landing it in the water.

            BZZT

“No!” Gandra groaned as she pulled Dewey’s phone out of the water and detached the Kill-Bitch from the phone. “I didn’t waterproof this thing.”

“But don’t worry, my phone is.” Dewey replied hoping to make the hen feel better.

“Yeah but the Kill-B-…my device still was able to do some damage to it.” Gandra tossed Dewey’s phone to the middle triplet while she pulled out the other broken Kill-Bitch from her pocket and examined the two broken devices. “…Oh yeah, I can fix it.”

I always imagined Gandra would be a mixture of being both good and bad with children. But she does know not to swear in front of children. We saw that in Beaks in the Shell!, seriously watch the scene when Huey enters the Gizmocloud, she almost dropped an F-bomb in front of sweet Huey.

“Oh no!” Dewey examined his phone, “I just got upgraded my phone recently! Aw man, do you know how many ducks are on our family plan? My turn to upgrade won’t be for a long time now!”

I too am from a big family and on a family phone plan. Waiting for your turn for an upgrade sure is a bitch

Gandra rolled her eyes as she pulled out The Thanks, Bitch from her pockets and attached it to Dewey’s phone. “This thing will ding when it’s done. Do NOT throw it into the ocean. Now please give me some space so I can help Gizmoduck.”

“Wait! Gandra I’m sorry for messing up, I wanna redeem myself! Please let me help you guys, I’ll do whatever you tell me to do!”

Gandra did not know what could have possibly come over her, but looking down at the young duck dressed as an aviator who looked like he disappointed his elders, made her not want to tell him no. But at the same time, she did not want any of his help at all.

You know I did want to do a joke about Dewey dressed up as his mom for this scene with Gandra. Something along the lines that he looks like he's going to fight the Red Baron, but I couldn't find any good space for it that wouldn't disrupt the flow of the story

When writing these scenes where Gandra is brushing Dewey away from, I really wanted none of this to feel mean-spirited and I hope it didn't feel like it at all

“…Hey Dewey, do you like music?”

Dewey grinned up at Gandra, “I sure do! Actually I’m a-”

“Great!” Gandra responded as she crouched down so that she was eye-level with the duck and mirrored his grin and spoke in a peppier voice. “I like music too. In fact, I love listening to it whenever I need to work on my gadgets or do spy missions.”

“Oh! So you can stay focused and not be bothered by any annoying distractions, right!?” Dewey asked as he bounced his body up and down in excitement.”

Don't you just love it when people don't know they're insulting themselves?

“Right.” Gandra said as she pulled out her phone and handed it to Dewey. “Now I need you to help me pick out one of my playlists for me to listen to while I make a new device to take down Gizmoduck’s bad guy.”

“…Oh.” Dewey looked down at the phone and then back to Gandra. “And that will be helpful?”

Dewey may not be the brightest character in DuckTales, but I don't think he's an idiot and I wanted to show that by having him question Gandra.

“It sure will!” Gandra exclaimed as she got to taking apart both Kill-Bitches to combine them into one working Kill-Bitch. “The playlist you pick will also be the one I listen to while fighting that bad guy over there, so I’m counting on you on picking out something good.”

What Gandra is doing her is the equivalent of handing a younger sibling a video game controller that isn't plugged in and saying "Yeah, you're helping!"

The hen immediately got to work as Dewey started scrolling through her various playlists, finding the task to be more difficult than he thought since he wanted to pick out something really good for Gandra that would be perfect background music for what was going on.

            -Workout

            -Running

            -Sciencing

            -Just wanna smash something

            -Sciencing (w/ Fenton)

            -F%@# the System!!

            -Just Vibing

            -Gaming

            -F.O.W.L. Work Playlist

            -Gizmocloud

            -Just wanna “smash” something (Fenton)

“Uh…” Dewey said as he looked through.

I had too much fun coming up with different names for Gandra's various playlists. And don't worry, Dewey doesn't understand the meaning behind the final one.

and I ain't explaining it if you don't know

        DING

“Sorry for the delay, Gizmoduck. I’ll be joining you shortly.” Gandra said to her earpiece as she stood up and looked back at Dewey. “You done, kid?”

“I…Uh, wait! I think I know the perfect song for you!” Dewey exclaimed as he went away Gandra’s playlists and searched for another song which he selected.

Gandra stood in place for a brief second as the music started to play out of her headphones. “Hmm…”

So the song I selected for this fight sequence is the song Runaway Baby by Bruno Mars. I think I first heard the song at work listening to Spotify when it randomly started playing and I instantly loved it and thought it would be the perfect song for this sequence. It also pairs well with the storyline I have planned for this unlikely duo

“…Did I select a good song?”

“Hmm?” Gandra looked over to Dewey. “Oh yeah. I mean, it’s a bit mainstream for my liking, but I can work with this.” The hen spoke into her earpiece. “Going radio silent, Gizmoduck. Heading right into the action.” She took the earpiece out of her ear.

Gandra's a hipster and I just love making fun of her for that

“Anything else I can do, Agent Dee?!” Dewey grinned at Gandra.

“Nah, don’t worry kid, we got this.”

“Oh…” Dewey held up his phone. “Is it cool if I record the fight once it’s done getting fixed?”

“Sure thing, just try not to be in the crossfire; okay kid?”

“Okay!”

Gandra smirked as she placed her headphones and made her way to the battle on the beach, doing several flips in the process.

Right now, the nickname Gandra has for Dewey is "kid", something short, simple, and to the point. Also we see Gandra with those headphones but we never saw her wear them! She deserves to have a fight scene where she's listening to music while fighitng

“…Were all those flips really necessary?” Violet asked as she watched the fight happen before her eyes.

Since I already established that Lena and Webby both think Gandra is really cool I thought it'd be funny and a good balance if Violet was the least impressed with her.

“Shut up, Violet.” Lena answered as she kept her attention on Gandra.

“Yeah, Violet, sh- no.” Della stopped herself before she could say anything else. Della looked over to Lena. “Lena, Violet is entitled to her own opinion. Now how about we just watch the fight before our eyes without any commentary.”

Part of me wanted Della to actually say "shut up", but I really don't think that'd be a good look for Della. Plus I don't want anyone to think I hate Violet. Violet is great

“Hey Rick!” Gandra called up to the Punnysher.

Rick looked over to Gandra the very moment she decided to stick her middle finger right up at the rat, further emphasizing the finger with electricity surrounding it. Needless to say, he took the bait as he charged right at the hen. “It’s The Punnysher!”

So here's a funny thing about how I write Gandra during her cockier scenes. I know how she's hated character to various people in the fandom, well when I write her I like to pretend that those people are reading the story and I do whatever I can to emphasize the traits they don't like about her as if she's holding a middle finger at them

The smirk on Gandra’s face stayed on as she waited to the last possible second to jump over the villain and onto Gizmoduck’s back which stood on. “Thanks for the ride, Suit.”

“Glad you’re back, Agent Dee, what took ya?”

“Just a minor inconvenience that I took care…Seven o’clock!”

"minor inconvenience" She's talking about Dewey! It was a pun!

An arm came out of the front of the Gizmosuit and threw a pie in the seven o’clock position which hit yet another one of the drones out of the sky, while Gandra herself took care of some of the drones surrounding the duo. Gizmoduck kept his focus on the Punnysher who was still ahead of him.

Besides the two doing more sciencey stuff together, I always felt the show could have used more scenes showing their skills as fighters. Fenton's a superhero and Gandra's a spy, they're a pair of dorks but also badasses

Once the drones were no longer an issue for the dynamic duo, Gizmoduck stopped trailing the jetpacked villain and flew at him head-on, throwing one final pie at the Punnysher. Which unfortunately did not land on the villain and instead hit a random citizen at the beach.

            “AHHHHHH!! Coconut!”

“Sorry!” Gizmoduck shouted to the pie-covered civilian and then looked back to his partner. “That was my last pie.”

I actually really love coconut cream pie. I just knew that would be the funniest flavor to complain about

“Got a number four with a large diet Cherry Pep for Tuskerninni…” Perhaps it was because she was too frustrated with all she had to do on what was supposed to be a chilled workday, or maybe it was because she was used to Duckburg’s many different inconveniences, but it was not until Jane was back with the rest of the cast and crew of the Funso’s ad that she noticed what was happening. “Oh. A Gizmoduck battle, neat.”

“Jane, look out!” Louie called over to the Funso employee.

“Relax, Mr. Duck, I’m fine.”

Of course Louie would be concerned for Jane's safety. He's a good kid

And although that may be true, she was however unaware of the middle triplet who was filming the battle on his phone. And since Dewey’s focus was on the battle he was unaware of his own surroundings, which was why he collided into Jane causing the Funso employee to knock the pizza box out of her hands.

“My pizza!!!” Tuskerninni reacted in terror as the box landed closer to the superhero battle.

It was then Gandra landed on the ground. “Perfect!” The hen picked up the box and called up to her boyfriend “Yo! Gizmoduck! Special delivery!”

Gizmoduck flew by and grabbed the pizza from Gandra.

“Hey!” Tuskerninni snarled in anger. “Those two stole my pizza!” He turned over to Jane, who was busy comforting Dewey.

I just want say Spider-Man 2 is my favorite Spider-Man 2 film out of all the Spider-Man 2s out there. And I'm pretty sure this bit was inspired by the film's opening. Pizza Time.

“You okay, Dew-Man? I didn’t see ya there.”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I didn’t get hurt.”

            SPLAT

            “YAAAAARGGHH!! It burns!!”

Dewey, Jane, the McDuck family members and friends, as well as the rest of the beachgoers looked over as they watched The Punnysher (whose face was now covered with pizza) crash down to the ground yet again.

“Nice throw, Suit!” Gandra said before looking back over to Jane and Dewey. “Oh, hey Jane.”

“Hey.”

This isn't the first time I've written Gandra and Jane together in a story. In the Indi-Quack! story F.O.W.L. Play! I had Jane vent to Gandra about her job at Funso's. I personally like to think that while Gandra was at F.O.W.L. she ran into Jane at Funso's and the two hit it off by complaining about their horrible jobs, cause sometimes you just need one person to listen to you about your crappy job who understands what you're going through

The rat got up and wiped the hot pizza and sand off of his face and was greeted to the sight of a smirking Gandra Dee.

“Hey Rick.”

“Gandra…”

“You done playing supervillain?”

“Never.” Rick once again started his jetpack, only this time it didn’t turn on. After hitting the button several more times while Gandra stood and watched in amusement.

“Having some performance issues, Rick?”

The rat took off his backpack and glared at the Kill-Bitch which Gandra stuck on when he was done, he attempted to pull the device off, but it wouldn’t budge.

            BZZT

The jetpack part of the backpack was completely powerless, completely drained, and no longer useful. But it could serve as a decent backpack. The rat looked over to the hen who simply shrugged in response.

Gandra's a smartass and I love when I can write her as such

“You bootlicking bi-”

BZZZZZT

Gandra punched Rick right in the gut with a full force of electricity coming out of her hands, causing the rat to fall to the ground. “There are children present, mister.”

Gandra knows not to swear in front of kids

Rick groaned as he curled on the ground in pain. “…Can I at least get a refund on the crap you broke?”

“No refunds on damaged goods.” Gandra stated before she kicked the rat, damaging his goods.

Yeah I’m proud of this crotch kicking joke, he deserved it

“Ha! Nice!” Della commented as she watched Gandra kick the villain in his groin before looking back to the kids she was accompanying at the beach. “Man, I love that everyone we know is some type of adventurer that knows how to fight.

Besides Dewey, I love to think Della also really loves meeting new members of this adventure found family

Gandra looked over to Gizmoduck as he landed beside her. “He’s down.”

“I saw…” Gizmoduck stated as he looked down at the villain curled up in the sand, groaning in pain.

Don’t worry Gandra, Della thought it was funny. I like to think when it comes to superhero battles Fenton is a real boy scout like Superman. Or I guess Junior Woodchuck in this world

The duo then looked away from the villain as they heard the sounds of the beachgoers and the press (who arrived shortly after the fight) making their way to the trio involved in the superhero fight.

It was then Gandra felt a hand clamp onto her shoulder.

“Why don’t you kids get out of here?” Della offered as her children, Webby, and the Sabrewings followed close behind. “We’ll make sure he doesn’t get away, plus I don’t think you want to deal with all that.” Della motioned over to the various news teams and police officers heading their way.

Della is a pro at adventure and knows the press is the last thing these two need to deal with

“Oh, thanks.” Gandra looked over to Fenton. “Mind giving a ride back to work?”

“Not at all.” Fenton held out his arms, to which Gandra hopped up into.

Look I just think their finale end credits appearance was adorable, okay!???!

“Gandra, wait!” Dewey, who still had his phone out, tossed the Thanks, Bitch to the hen.

“Almost forgot.” Gandra caught the device and then winked at Dewey. “Thanks for the help, kid.”

Dewey stood in silence as Huey joined him by his side, the two watched as Gizmoduck fly away with Gandra.

“We know some pretty cool people, huh, Dewey?”

“Yeah, we sure do…”

Oh Gandra. If only you knew what a little bit of praise from an adult does to these kids…

Pretty soon the police arrived and arrested Rick Rath, while the press started to do their thing.

“Roxanne Featherly reporting live at Duckburg Beach where excitement is in the air.Gizmoduck has stopped yet another supervillain from attacking the city. Or so we are to presume for the only evidence we have is eyewitness accounts.”

“Wrong you are Roxanne.” Louie said as he slipped his way onto the cameras, snagging Dewey’s phone from his brother. “For my very talented filmmaker brother was able to capture the whole fight on his phone and yes are willing to share it with this highest bidder.”

Louie leaned towards Dewey and whispered. “Dude we are going to get so much money for this project it's insane.”

As the press started to make their bids to the green triplet, Webby could not help and smiled towards her friends. “Even though we didn’t get to film any more of The Spear of Selene, I’d still say this was a great trip to the beach.”

“Indeed” Violet agreed, “for not only did we get to meet the new Funso in person, Dewford also got to participate in an exciting superhero battle.”

“Well,” Della stretched before grabbing the keys to the car, “I’d say we’re done here. Let’s go home.”

I didn’t say this in the story but Della got the car from Donald

Lena then looked over to the parked car with a devious grin on her face. “Shotgun.”

“DAMN IT!!!” Louie shouted in annoyance.

I love brick jokes and knew this was gonna be the final joke in the Dewey storyline of this story when I started writing this

Well I hope you enjoyed this commentary, christianfoxymc! Thanks again! Here’s hoping I’ll be able to continue this story real soon!

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It’s me again 💝

I’ve been in the Hotd fandom since the show first aired but got really into it once adult Aemond showed up . I’ve dabbled in a bunch of what I call creator content, fics , imagines even editing videos … I just don’t seem to find my people or I have people and they talk for awhile but then ghost . I try not to stress cause I get it we have lives and that shit comes first but it’s just idk sad when I try so hard and I’m lost in the crowd if you will. I’ve reached out to people via dm and I usually try to comment and give my opinion to get some interaction . Perhaps I’m making a bigger deal than I should . I would love to come off anon and dm but I just don’t wanna be judged and I say this even though I know people reading this will think pathetic . It is what it is

Hi 💝! Thank you for writing again! First, no negative self-talk on my blog. 😊 It's not a rule exactly, but I don't support it. Maybe you follow me, that's irrelevant, but I doubt that the demographic of my followers will think anything about this is pathetic. Outside of them, if they think that, they can block me and then we don't have to worry about their opinions, do we?

Now that's out of the way, don't worry about coming off anon. You don't have to or you can decide later. I answered another ask and said this and it bears repeating:

Feelings are valid, but they are not always truth.

Maybe it is a big deal to you at this point in your life. It has been to me at other times (not on Tumblr because I was on a near-10 year break from it). I don't like to give advice because I'm not in your shoes. I can only offer an ear to listen and my honest opinions.

Keep creating!! Whether it's in a fandom setting or not. I only write what I want to write. I only make gifs of what I want (or need for a fic). Make things when you feel inspiration or even if you don't. Drop your imagines in here if you want. Especially (but not limited to) excitement you have during the second season! There is going to be so much lovely chaos during the second season. We are all going to have thoughts!

As for your experience on your blog, follow more people, reblog with comments/discourse (if it's kind and not hurtful). And try not to compare yourself to others. I know it's difficult when notes on a post feel so damn good, but they aren't always immediate. And be yourself. I don't mean any of this as advice - it's just how I behave on here. Try not to try, just be.

I am so glad you've been in the fandom since the start! I stared my HotD experience on AO3 because I had been on there for years. Then a conversation in the comments in October 2022 got me on Tumblr for the first time since 2013/14. I'm so glad it did! There has been drama (I took a hiatus from Jan 2023 until March 2024) but there has been more joy and fun than that for me. I do that on purpose.

As I've said before, there were about 9 million viewers for the season 1 finale. That's a lot of people. More than I can imagine. So, if I were to offer advice it would be this: this time around for me I have been looking at the tags I follow more often than I used to. I look at posts that are like-minded: kind posts, funny posts that don't make fun of any part of the fandom, and posts about niche characters/elements. Then I look at that blog further, check out older posts to see if they have my same values (or close), and if so, I give them a follow. People don't always follow back, that's okay. But I get to see their positivity or inclusivity and that enriches my experience. The Nettles community is one of the best out here and I am so glad I get to be a part of it. We don't always agree but it's so fun to find a part of another aspect of the fandom. I throw my net wide because there are so many of us.

Lastly, like I said in a recent answer: what do you do to make others feel heard? Do you comment on posts when people express that they are lonely in a fandom? Do you give them a hug emoji or a "hey, I see you" kind of reaction? I do these things when I see those posts because what we put out comes back to us. Treat others how you want to be treated. That's not to say you haven't been doing this but if you haven't, maybe think about why - are you shy, judgmental, unsure how it will be received, or other motivations to keep scrolling?

I want everyone to have a great time in this or any fandom. This fandom in particular needs more positivity and inclusivity. I didn't get the nickname auntie for nothing. 💕 But it's never forced or fake. Come back to my inbox any time and as often as you like. We don't have to keep discussing this unless you want to! Is Aemond your favorite? Which episode do you dislike the most? Are you excited about something in particular for season 2? But there is no expectation or obligation.

[desultory-novice]

Been awhile since I had seen your stuff, and I really enjoy what you’ve been coming up with! Glad to see you’re having fun

(Also, how did you start here, so to speak? I would love to be an active creator in the kirblr community, but since I just lurk and rb because I don’t have the energy/confidence to create, I just feel like an unwelcome stalker LOL. Sorry if this is too much!)

Oh, gosh, thank you so much! I'm a little impressed at how things have turned out after barely two years(?) here myself!

I don't know if my methods could ever work for anyone else as they do me, as I attribute a lot of "this" to serendipity but...

...It seems to me I really took off after opening my inbox up to doing detailed ask memes about the characters. Again, this was kind of luck on my part because I spoke very lovingly (albeit truthfully!) about a few mega popular characters, which caused two of their fandom BNFs to kindly reblog my posts, and that sent a bunch more asks for the WHOLE rest of the Kirby cast my way!

I'm sorry to say, it does take a lot of energy though. But I do get the struggle, as I'm often exhausted by life/lots of jobs. However, if you can find any sort of mental "trick" to keep yourself going, you might discover you have more energy than you think inside you!

(Me, I'm very visual, and I keep a collection of my favorite fanart on hand. If I think I've exhausted myself on a character/ran out of ideas of things to talk about, I'll browse through my personal "gallery" and it will help me to remember characters/events/interesting points.)

As to the matter of confidence, you've probably heard the whole "fake it to you make it" bit and to a degree, at least, it's true. I've had a couple of posts where I've flooded the tags with things like "OMG this is so bad and I'm so sorry!" or "I had no time to work on this and it shows~" or "if this sucks it's because life is crushing my soul and I just want to sleep for a thousand years..." annnnnd unfortunately...

...even if it's how you're feeling At The Time, those things can make people feel like they're intruding into your space by liking or reblogging it. It's like, if you're telling us something so personal and private, maybe you really only want to hear from a friend right now, and not a stranger...? What I've done is I've told myself it's okay to write out those low self-esteem thoughts elsewhere but try to let the people who are here for the art/images/videos/writing/discussions just enjoy your art/images/videos/writing/discussions.

If you've got something to get off your chest, don't feel like you have to hold it inside, but don't hold your audience captive either.

(Also, something else fun about this: if you cast out positivity, you may find that it comes back to you, and when you look again at that thing you shared, it was NOT as "awful" as you thought.)

Now, a lot of that was about "external" confidence or what you display. As for internal confidence, that's... kind of a constant struggle. We all -- and by all, I I mean even famous published creators -- have times when we think our work isn't good enough. Annnd...

...Well, it isn't always great. But the fact that something isn't great now (even if it's the absolute best we can do at the time) doesn't mean we have no skill at something! We all have to start somewhere. And sometimes "somewhere" is a piece of art or writing or theory or humorous content that only 1-2 people think is "...Eh, not bad."

My first "hit it big" piece? My "Moon's Haunted" Kirby meme? Ohhh man, I can't STAND to look at now! I redrew it a few months back and if I were to redraw it today, it'd look better still, probably. The key is that I tried (...and that I meme-posted when the game was going viral >.> ) and I think that shone through??

(...It might be silly, but there IS a Nintendo Direct tomorrow. Probably no Kirby news, as I assume Vanpool's closure will bring an end to us getting multiple Kirby titles a year, but if you really want to try and take that ^ path, you can always get up early/stay up late and ready yourself to post commentary on any news!)

That doesn't just go for art, but writing/theories/HC as well. I myself find it a little sad when someone starts on a post and then will just trail off with "...lol I dunno, didn't think about it that hard."

"Don't say that, person on the internet," I cry! Do you realize how much information is at your fingertips right now? You can google for things even if you only know it as "that thing in that one movie about the fruit." You can watch a Youtube video in 5 minutes explaining the mechanics of something you've never seen or ever hope to do before! You can even watch a Youtube playthrough of a Kirby thing you forgot instead of saying "You forgot!" Don't know how to draw cloaks? Pinterest has millions of references! Don't like Pinterest? Just google "cloaks, Pinterest" and click on the images tab and you will never have to log into that accursed site! It just takes WANTING to.

Though sometimes, I think people write that out of embarrassment? Maybe they DID think about it but they don't think anyone would be interested? Or maybe they really didn't think about X or Y but didn't want to feel like they were neglecting anybody and that something is better than nothing. Which it is, but LOVE is even more important!

...And love, especially in a fandom space, can be ~complicated~

Like I mentioned above, I'm LUCKY that my top favorite characters also come close to topping the rest of "the fandom's" list. But as I've said before, I love every character in Kirby. Even the ones-people-want-to-throw-off-a-bridge-into-a-waste-treatment-plant..

And if I'd started off my tumblr as a "The Susie Haltmann Appreciation Blog!" as opposed to my actual "Hey I'm Completely Obsessed About Marx and Magolor and I Think About Them All The Time (...but I also like the Haltmanns from a story perspective for their heartrending tragedy that hits close to home for me...) Blog" I don't know if we'd be having this conversation right now. ^^;

(It doesn't just have to be all about controversy/"discourse" related stuff either. I could have started a "Daily Sillydillo" blog and had to retire it in a month due to low levels of interaction. The concept of fandom favorites might not be very egalitarian, when every character deserves to have their story enjoyed, but sometimes, strong love can make up for the lack of eyes on a thing. Occasionally ^^)

...Anyway, you might not have the energy, at least not all the time, and confidence might be a little low right now too, but you love Kirby, right? You have passion for it? Passion can get you a lot! And also, there's a few methods of interaction that, for personal reasons, I could not choose that have done wonders for everyone else!

For example, I have some old, unhealed trauma about OCs, but there's a whole hu~ge section of Kirblr that loves OCs and, as far as I've seen (??) tries to be really supportive about them?

Lastly, I can guarantee you, you are NOT a stalker and anyone who thinks being a "quiet supportive fan" equates to being a stalker should consider moving away from thinking of themselves and/or others in that negative way. You have stalked nobody! You have only shown an active interest in others! That is a POSITIVE thing!

And on that note, you're definitely not unwelcome either! Especially if you're one of the precious, wonderful people out there who reblog lots! If you want to get your toes wet, why not test the waters and build your confidence in this space by adding some of your thoughts onto your reblogs? You could build a rep/connections that way!

TLDR, sometimes gaining an audience/a space is a magic trick that no one knows the secret to. Other times, it is the result of months and months and months of hard, lonesome persistence.

The best advice I can give you is advice I would give myself:

-Be kind if you can, if you cannot, then be understanding -Demonstrate care about your interests and those of others -Forgive yourself for being at the beginning of your journey

-Enthusiasm, sincerity, and love are warm lights in this world of ours that can, at times, seem so dim and dreary. Light a little lantern for yourself and remember to laugh loud with joy that life is also so amazingly, ridiculously magical and before you know it, others will find their way to your light to add their lantern to yours!

[mrpenguinpants]

Diluc: Comfort HCs

Oh no worries anon! We’re getting through everything and I can just see the top. I’m not sure if people saw it - probably not - but my entire blog has devolved into “See this genshin character? Animal.” and I refuse to have another cat character so I’m making Diluc a hawk.  

Apparently (maybe) Diluc’s bird is a nightingale [voicelines]. But I don’t really see Diluc the kind of guy to serenade you at night in secret because your father doesn’t approve of your marriage.

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Today’s appreciation post goes to fulltimeventisimp. Tumblr throws a goddamn fit when I try to tag people (even though I literally have a tag list but that’s apparently not good enough) so I hope you see this^^ You’ve been so nice and caring to me I feel so soft 😭 and I hope you’re doing alright! I’m remembering to take breaks and rest  💕💕

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Semi Part 1: Relationship HCs [I would read this just for the last point]

Diluc Ver: Jealous HCs

[Masterlist]

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Diluc: Comfort HCs

Diluc has always had either an aloof or professional persona based on who he needed to talk to. In both cases, no matter the subject or how Diluc talked, there would always be some sort of forced distance so no one would mistaken it as familiarity or friendliness. There were only a two cases where he felt comfortable and those were with close friends and his staff. The third case being Kaeya but Diluc prefers to not acknowledge him and stashes that folder away. Even with friend’s such as Jean or Elzer, he could never really relax and let his true feelings slip until you burst into his life. Literally. “An unexpected outcome of an experiment,” is what Albedo had told him but regardless, since you entered his life he’s let himself regress into his younger days and let himself take for once.

Maybe that was why you had gotten so used to Diluc’s touched starved self that, when it was suddenly gone, you were feeling uneasy. Lately Diluc seemed to be spending longer hours at his desk or working at the tavern. You knew that he was just busy and there wasn’t any underhanded reasoning behind it, Diluc wasn’t that kind of guy. But did he seriously have to spend every waking moment, day or night, talking to the same people? When was the last time you saw him for more than two minutes? Diluc isn’t a big fan of idle talking but would it seriously hurt just to catch up? You didn’t even get together to have your weekly chess matches too.

You didn’t consider yourself a very clingy person and you knew what a relationship with Diluc was going to be like so why were you getting so bothered? You decided to take the situation in your hands and go visit him at the tavern only to see him so busy at work. It both made you a bit huffy, you wanted to storm in there and drag the man away from his work so he could stop trying to speed run life - not like that would ever happen because the second hand embarrassment would make you dissolve into the ground and you could never show your face to Diluc if you actually did that - but also making you more upset. Here he was, working and running his business, and you couldn’t go at least a couple weeks without seeing him. You ended up turning around and going home to scream into your pillow and sleep the heavy feeling away.

Your inner turmoil seemed to seep out into the open that Kaeya felt the need to bring it up. As much as Diluc dislikes Kaeya around you, he really does care about you and he still does owe you for the troubles he gave you when you first started going out with Diluc. He catches you while you’re off running errands and manages to coax you into getting some lunch with him. You’ve been bottling up your feelings so much that when Kaeya shows some concern you let it all pour out. At this point you don’t care if it’s Kaeya of all people you’re confessing your feelings to, you just want to get it off your chest because the man you’re in love with doesn’t seem to notice you’re actually there and it’s making you feel insecure about yourself. Kaeya gives you a sympathetic smile and tells you not to worry about it, he’ll personally knock some sense into Diluc.

Diluc’s been hard at work on another possible Fatui plan and business with the winery that he can’t help but feel that he was missing something. Was he overlooking something? He had planned this for a while so everything should be perfect. It wasn’t until Kaeya himself had to walk in, press his hand on the tavern counter, and call him an idiot that he realizes that he had been so wrapped up in his work and personal duties that he completely neglected you. He quickly passes his duties to Charles with a quick apology, throws his coat on, gives Kaeya a very strained thank you, and he’s out the door to find you. He’s already lost so much so he’ll be damned if he looses you. Not right now. 

You gave him the key to your home after a few months of being together, in case his he needed to temporarily hide should his night activities get the best of him. He’s already at your door in seconds as he quickly unlocks and steps in. 

“Beloved?” he softly calls out to not accidently scare you but he receives no reply. It’s dark inside but he can see your shoes at the door so he knows you’re inside somewhere. He softly closes and locks the door as he hangs his coat up. Carefully running a hand down the fabric and beside your coat as he looks around your small home. He’s always felt it was warm even when you weren’t here. The “home” he has will always be the place he grew up in but after everything that’s happened, he feels a bit alienated in there so he always appreciated that you lent him a key.

He catches the sound of some shuffling and follows the sound to see you under your blankets. He breathes a quick sigh of relief that you weren’t in any danger as he carefully circles around your bed before gently placing a hand on your back. He’s never been good at words or communicating his feelings so he’s at a bit of a standstill. Despite his reputation of being a nobleman of high esteem, you’re his first serious relationship. As far as he’s concerned you’re going to be his only relationship for that matter.

“I...apologize for my recent behaviour. It was never my intention to hurt you. I ended up letting myself get too blinded to see you were in pain and that was my fault. You don’t have to forgive me now but won’t you let me see your face my love?” he asked in all his awkward pose, put him in front of massive event and he’ll perform with flying colours but put him in front of his partner and he stumbles over his worlds like a new born fawn. But it seems to bring a small laugh from you as you peek from under the covers. 

He smiles softly as he sees your ears flush pink. No matter how many times he calls you that you always get so shy, he adores it. But he can feel the guilt rise up in his chest, you’ve always been there to support and reassure him that he was doing everything right. That things were going to be okay when he re-took his father’s business and you would be with him every step of the way. So in the best and awkward way that Diluc can manage, he tells you this. By the time he’s done he can feel his own face start to pink but it’s made you feel better so it was worth it. 

“Feeling better?” he smiles softly as you nod up at him as he lays down beside you, opening his arms in comfort, “Good, come here.” 

You shuffle closer to him as he holds you. It’s been awhile since he’s held you like this and even without realizing it, he’s missed this. Just you and him together, basking in each other’s presence. No work that needed to be attended to. No Fatui trying to cause him any more trouble. It was a safe place and one he didn’t want to let go.  

“What if we got married?”

There’s a beat of silence. 

Then a thud. 

You end up scrambling and falling off your bed face first. It’s a bit silent as you give off a pain groaned and climb back up and he can see your face has exploded red. He can almost see steam coming off as you try and nurse your nose. He blinks a bit at you taken aback as you stutter and scream into your hands as your brain seems to process what he just asked. You lift your face from your hands to look at him, somehow go even redder, and scream louder into your hands. He’s not sure if this is something he should be offended or concerned about but the weight he had been feeling earlier starts to fade away as a new and familiar feeling bubbles up. For the first time in half a month, Diluc let’s out a laugh as he tries to console you as you manage out a yes.

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Gripping my writing hand why is no one stopping me? Diluc you’re literally acting like Childe rn. [if anyone is confused ahem Childe: Fiancé HCs (should be in my masterlist)]

Also, I continue to look away from the lore. Kaeya and Diluc are not on the best of terms but if they can have petty rich lady wine talk then Kaeya can walk in and call Diluc an idiot.

I was serious when I said that I researched hawk behaviours. I have learned the internet is horrible in telling me how hawks behave. But I did find this and I found this hilarious:

In the case of the red-tailed hawk, for example, the pair soar, screaming at each other; then the male dives at the female, who may roll in the air to present her claws to him in mock combat.

[artobotsrollout]

Transformers: Harbingers

The Pirate Scream AU

Before I talk about it you guys are the best thank you for indulging me and my AU from this post xjdjd. ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

@badlydrawntransformers @cosmic0de @warrioroffandoms @measlyfurball13 And a bonus thank you to those encouraging me in the tags as well ❤️

I plan to do art for it as well as accompanying written bits and maybe even an animatic but till then have some general info under the cut.

Also there is transformers: Prime spoilers below so open at your own risk.

TRANSFORMERS: HARBINGERS

So this AU comes from the same place many AUs heavily involving TfP Starscream come from: the unfulfilled potential in our boy Scream. Now deeper discussion of that is not gonna be in this post. It'd be a whole essay.

It also comes from just how salty I was that the Team's kindness never really benefitted them much and they kept getting slapped for it. And OP really wanted to win over a con and Starscream kept wanting a partner. ALSO ALSO Optimus was portrayed as keeping his emotions in check and then never really gets a message that it's okay to be emotional so... I'm doing that here.

And the Starscream Pirate AU was born...

Aka Transformers: Harbingers (maybe idk if it's catchy enough djjsw)

Why Harbingers? ''It's just a SHIP Starscream chills in for awhile in the show' ' I hear you say. WELL HANG ON!! I got two very good reasons!! .

First off: Starscream, with the help of some Cybertronians who he wins over one way or another (Ill get to that), help him essentially use the remains of the Harbinger to put together their own functional ship. It's smaller than the Nemesis and will take some pirate ship inspiration. While it is a hardy beast it's a bit jury rigged.

Second of all:

Imagine being a fictional character living in a ship with a name that basically means 'Foreshadowed bringer of change' and then going back to Megatron and his bullshit. I'm gonna grab this and run all the way with it. Highway to Hell just came on my Spotify so... That may be an omen.

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NOW LISTEN

I feel like Starscream and Optimus could really have had such an interesting dynamic but we never really got to see that in TfP and I feel cheated. Also both could have mutually benefitted a great deal.

So what do I do? I shove them together to be sorta begrudging Co-Captains. As a result there's a lot of shenanigans to be had!

How this happens OP has some run ins with cons and, through a way I'm still deciding, has the opportunity to extend a hand to Starscream. Starscream, being kindness starved, doesn't entirely know what to do about Optimus being nice to him one whole time with no sarcasm or ulterior motive and sorta starts trying to get his attention.

Starscream and his crew are a bit of their own team at this point. MEANING sort of new LOGOS!

I'm yoinking the crossed out Decepticon logo from the Dark Energon Starscream and Dark Energon Knockout toys cause I mean... It's right there and also kinda like a skull and crossbones. It fits too well guys.

Starscream essentially manages to win over the autobots enough so they can sorta make a mutually beneficial, if strained, alliance to aid their aligned goal: killing Megatron and revitalizing cyberton. This is aided by some slight changes to the plot of course. It's also a benefit, much to Ratchet's delight, since they finally get some cybertronian tech to work with.

And so they gotta work together to take Megatron out and there's much bonding moments esp later when the autobot base is destroyed. Starscream extends his hand to them and offers them a more permanent position onboard. (rubbing in how unfortunate their situation is and how this is such a big favour but he's paying Optimus back.)

And insert team dynamic stuff!! Like cons teaming up with Bots, Starscream and Optimus trying to stick with it leading their own teams but keep accidently backseat-leadering one another. I will write some other ex-con and bot dynamics cause there's a lot of chaos to be had.

Optimus doesn't open up to his crew for morale sake and masks his emotions well, and Starscream is... well Starscream is Starscream so he masks what he truly feels a lot and doesn't share a lot of personal stuff besides complaints with his team either. So there's a lot of tension.... That is until Starscream has had it at just how good a poker face Prime has.

Because he's absolutely paranoid got a harmless curiosity about Optimus's ulterior motives and wants potential dirty secrets he can use as blackmail to have power over the Prime, he essentially puts cybertronian booze (but kid friendly version of course fbejek) in Optimus's energon heavily expecting him to spill the beans when heavily drunk. What he doesn't expect is that Optimus is just... LIKE THAT to his core. He's smart but very sad and guilty. And maybe a bit weepy and exhausted cause this man has not shown an emotion for eons now. /s. Starscream doesn't know wtf to do but swayed by how earnest Optimus is he sorta softens up and does open up. Might have helped that he took a swig of the tainted energon to get on his level though. But it also helps that neither is the others subordinate so they don't need to maintain their image as badly with the Co-captain as they do their team.

The ex cons sorta accidently absorb some of the autobot's morals over time. The cons help the autobots have some fun. There's a lot of stuff learned both ways. Also the cons realize how cool humans can be and after a lot of argument and forced time spent with the kids, they want to protect earth too.

Starscream, helps Optimus open up a bit more and allow himself to be emotional. He also shows him how to be a little selfish. Optimus in turn helps him with self confidence and making friends. Both help each other with the shit Megatron put em both through and overall boost one another up. (This also does change the start of the war a bit but I'll get to that in another post.)

Miko tries to fight all of the cons at first but quickly changes her tune cause "BOOYAH PIRATE CONS!!"

Other bits about this AU:

Starscream will eventually get a slight design change. It'll be less scrappy and look more confident and put together. It'll be minor

Because they are on a flying ship but have less energon than the Nemesis, everyone gets equipped with mods for flight. There is a jetpack upgrade one can get or Knockout can straight up help change their alt mode surgically.

I'm working up a list of who gets what flight mod but... Ya'll should know that Wheeljack dares Knockout to make him into a flying car. Largely cause I just got the image of Wheeljack flying above vehicons and just turning into a car and dropping on them. That and driving up the side of the Nemesis and confusing the fuck out of Megatron. Out of all the characters you know that would be a Wheeljack thing.

Arcee and Knockout grieve together.

Knockout loves bugging the hell out of Ratchet. It's extra fun for him cause Ratchet often can't do shit about it since they both need the room and tools.

Knockout and Wheeljack become an insufferable duo with the nicknames they have for everyone.

Wheeljack won't leave Starscream alone and keeps coming up with worse and worse nicknames like he did with Ratchet.

Starscream and Ratchet become complaining buddies.

STARSCREAM'S SEEKER SQUAD REJOINS. Well some of them. Skywarp, Thundercracker and maybe other peeps.

Miko manages to befriend Skywarp and Bulkhead now has to watch both Miko AND Skywarp. Wheeljack refuses to help Bulkhead round them up.

Raf hits it off with Thundercracker.

Knockout: "FINALLY a team with fragging MANNERS!"

Instead of Beeftimus Prime from the forge, Optimus actually gets access to a third alt mode and.. Idk something else primely. So he actually gets wings.

Starscream and the other fliers are greatly amused because Optimus, as great as he is at his poker face most of the time, hasn't yet figured out how to not emote with the pair of wings he gets from the forge. Thundercracker is the one who eventually informs him while the rest of the crew are booing loudly in the background.

I actually do have designs of TFP Skywarp, Thundercracker, and Ironhide in the works.

Fowler and Starscream have insult battles. Oddly both grow a weird almost fondness for these verbal sparring sessions

They frequently raid the Nemesis

Miko keeps talking in a pirate voice. Smokescreen has joined her.

AND A LOT OF OTHER STUFF I'LL GET INTO WITH MORE DETAIL AND ART. I'll also talk more in depth about some of these things that isn't a ramble like this post is. xnwjskw.

Feel free to ask about anything you're curious about.

[mashedpotittiess]

Games of Tomorrow

Header created by my muse and bb R. Title: Games of Tomorrow. Pairing: Taehyung x Reader. Mentions of: Hoseok, Jin, Subin (Victon) and OC’s Summary: A simple game of beer pong stirred up some not so innocent feelings between you and the man you held much disdain for. After all, he was your enemy. The person you couldn’t seem beat when it came to grades. You were never enough for the rich and popular but maybe just maybe you’d show them what you were all about.  Words: 13k Rating: M  Genre: Enemies to Lovers!au, College au!, Smut, Fluff, Angst.

This was all inspired by this photo which I just edited (color, background and the text)so all original photo credits go to the owner.

A/N: What started as a simple short drabble ended in this much longer than intended fic. This is my first pic so pls be gentle. I am but a noob to tumblr writing. I hope you enjoy this craziness <3 this fic is dedicated to my friend who picked Tae to be the first character I wrote about and sat there and listened to me freaking out cause the fic kept getting longer. Ily R. This is Un-Edited so i apologize in advance for the mistakes. I’ll re-read it and fix mistakes as i come across them. Tags/Warnings: Smutty smut smut, Jealousy, Drinking, Mention of Marijuana, Oral (female receiving) Fingering (female receiving), Unprotected sex (wrap it up kids) Fluff, Angst, Size kink, Tae mentioning his DIG BICK, semi rough sex (not really though).

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“Absolutely not” you said calmly into the cellphone receiver. “But y/n! You need to let loose once in awhile, and no I’m not talking about sitting on your couch eating bowls of Ramen and cheese popcorn while watching re-runs of Boy Meets World with a big glass of too much Whiskey” Layla practically whined. She had been trying to convince you to go with her to Seokjin’s party on Saturday for an entire hour. She was right, you knew this coming weekend you’d be plopped onto that same blue couch in your big band t-shirt and fuzzy socks doing exactly that. “I’ll think about it” you finally mumbled out and could practically hear the smile in your best friends voice as she exclaimed a ‘woot woot’ “Okay Hot Stuff, i’ll text you later, gotta get to Volleyball Practice” with that she hung up and you continued your walk to what you’d call a ‘Headache’ of a class.  It’s not that you hated Econ per say, it’s that you studied your ass off, completed extra credit assignments with a flourish and took wonderfully color coded notes (if you say so yourself). But yet, HE still scored higher than you (even if it was just by one point) and what’s worse is that he NEVER seemed to study, never seemed to care.  Trudging into class you took your usual seat in the second row close to the middle. Organizing your laptop, books and assortment of pencils and pens on the table. As Professor Carmine began his lesson writing “Principles of Economics” onto the whiteboard with his usual navy blue marker, you diligently took notes and nodded along with his rhetorical questions.  “Before we end for today lets see who can answer this simple yet intriguing question, “Would you consider Inflation or Deflation of cost cycles to be more costly to a business?” You pondered on how to word your answer for about two seconds before raising your hand. “Yes Ms. Y/L/N” you shifted in your seat slightly. “While I know this question has no definite answer as it can be interpreted many ways, I would say with our current Economy, Inflation of prices would be more costly,” Before you could continue you heard a Deep Baritone voice that you knew too well scoff. “So you think Deflation would benefit a business? that’s essentially lowering your prices which in turn leads to loss of income” You rolled your eyes nonchalantly and turned around in your seat to look at the man in the fourth row who had not only interrupted you but disagreed and voiced his disagreement.  “I said with our current economy Inflation could hurt a business. Do you think regular people can afford to buy a $3,000 purse when they make minimum wage? It could cost a company to make said purse for $200 with cost of material and labor. If you lower those prices by a fraction, said company would still be making money and you could possibly have more demand as more people with regular paying jobs can afford you buy said purse. If you higher the price less  regular people can afford such a luxury item which could hurt the demand. Thus causing an issue with the income for a business”. You said staring at the red haired man pulling a cock of his right eyebrow from him. “Regular people don’t need a $3,000 bag, you want brands to lower the prices so poor people can buy their items? How sad. Tae is right, just higher the prices and get more money. Businesses will make their money regardless of the lower or middle class purchasing their items, as long as they have people like us,” a high pitched voice you recognized as Nami said gesturing to herself and the perfect barbies next to her “buying from them”. Before you continue the alarm from your Professors phone startled you and signaled the end of not only your Monday class but your discussion as well. You picked up your items, shoving them in your bag and trudged out of class. As you passed Taehyung with Nami, Michelle, Hoseok and Gigi at his back he smirked at you and you swore you heard Nami giggling ‘Bet she’s never even held a Chanel bag in her hands. she just wants everybody to be ratchet like people like her’. Smiling to yourself you turned around and flipped them the bird “At least I don’t have to go crying to daddy to buy me a new set of tits, I make my own money and work hard for it. Something you wouldn’t know a thing about, and THAT is what I find sad about your entailed fake ass”. your voice carrying through the hall as you turned back around and made your way back to your dorm. ——————————————— “You know what day it is? TACO Tuesday” You exclaimed while taking a shot of Jose Cuervo and stirring your meat to ensure its cooked properly. Your roommate Casey giggled and Layla downed a shot with you while blasting a Pitbull song. After plating your dinner of carne picada tacos topped with all your usual veggies and homemade Salsa you smiled while your friends posted pics to their instas, Captioning “BB y/n made us food”.  “I still can’t believe you told Nami her tits were fake” Casey giggled while shoving a fistful of popcorn into her mouth. “y/n said her tits and her ass were fake” Layla corrected and you smiled at your dorky friends. “She deserved it, nothing I said wasn’t true. You all were sprawled out on the couch pilled high with fluffy blankets watching a random episode of The Nanny and laughing at random jokes Layla said while scrolling through her Insta feed. “OOOOOOh Valeria is getting ice cream with Subin” Casey practically pouted at the post and you sighed knowing your roommates crush on Valeria which did not go unseen by Layla, causing a metaphorical lightbulb to go off in her head. “You know Casey, Valeria is going to be at Jin’s party on Saturday” Casey being held buzzed sat up catching the bait and worried her bottom lip “Is she?” Layla nodded “This could be your chance to get a fistful of all that Latina, metaphorically and not so metaphorically” she crudely added with a wiggle of her eyebrows and you literally face palmed at your best friends words. Instead of being equally gassed out, Casey however downed her coke and stood up triumphantly “It’s time I tell her!” Layla stood up with her screaming a loud ‘yaaaaas queen’ and both pairs of eyes looked towards you sitting their nursing your Sprite. “What?” you questioned and immediately regretted when both girls practically jumped on you, squishing you between their bodies. “I can’t confess without knowing you and Layla are both there” Casey pouted her soft pink colored lips causing you to shake your head. “You do not need me there while you confess to your crush.”  “But what if it goes bad? what if she rejects me, or worse; makes fun of me? What if i need to leave and I’m crying and I have snot everywhere an-“ Before she could continue you sighed and covered her mouth with your right hand. Nodding you stood up and smiled at both girls “Fuck it, Let’s get your Girl!” you knew Casey had liked her for literally an entire year and you knew you’d feel like shit if you weren’t there supporting your friend as she bared her heart. “I’m only doing this for you though, so know that I love you.” ——————————————— While the rest of the week you were dreading the party Saturday knowing Nami, Taehyung and the other were going to be there, it was Thursday night that was the straw that broke the Camels back. You had just finished returning your copy of Ulysses when you passed Nami practically hanging on the redhead talking about her Angel costume for Seokjins party. Rolling your eyes as you passed you stopped as you heard her ask “What are you rolling your eyes about? This is a private conversation” she flipped her hair over her left shoulder and you yet again rolled your eyes. “This is a public hallway, which means anything you say that can be heard by others can in fact get a response be it verbal or physical by someone other than the intended person in the conversation.” You were just about to turn around when she hmmphed “Whatever, mind your own business” turning around you were met with Layla jogging towards you. “Hot Stuff, what are we going to wear to the party? I’m thinking Doja Cat from the ‘Juicy’ MV, omg you should be -“ Before your best friend could continue, Nami stepped towards you with her arms crossed. “And how did someone like you, get an invitation?” punctuating the ‘you’ she pointed at you. “Jin and I are both on the Volleyball team” Layla stated and turned towards you “And he said I can bring whoever I wanted.” “I still don’t know why you hang around people like her” she once again pointed to you with her baby pink manicured index finger. You knew Layla had money and could very well fit in with their group. You sometimes felt like you were her downfall, the anchor to her social climb. But she always reassured you that she hated people like Nami and never understood why out of everyone, she hated you in particular for the passed two years. “Maybe because she’s my BEST friend, whoever gets invited to the party doesn’t involve you Nami. It’s JINS party, not yours.” Layla shook her head and you bit your bottom lip while curling your fists at your sides trying to calm yourself down.”Maybe she should be Donkey from Shrek, or maybe an edgy emo kid from 2010 with her ugly tattoos” Nami smirked and you heard Taehyung ‘who was scrolling on his phone let out a light laugh, his deep baritone further fueling Nami’s ego. “Have you ever even been to a party? like have you ever even left you dorm for something other than classes and your jobs” she sneered at the words jobs. “You should just reconsider coming, people like YOU don’t belong. People like YOU really should know your place” Your jaw visibly ticked “Seems like you have an obsession with anything my best friend does, is this like you having a big lesbian crush on her?” Layla said while placing a hand on your shoulder and doing her best Janice from Mean Girls impression. Before Nami could say anything back Taehyung nodded out a “Guess we will see you there then, bye Layla, bye y/n” turning to leave. Nami rolled her eyes and checked her phone “Not like it’ll matter what you wear, wait, OMG you should soo wear a ghost costume, it would suit you. Get it? cause you’ll be invisible and you don’t belong” then turned around, her yellow heels clacking against the tile as she following Taehyung down the hall cackling. “I still don’t know why she’s always hated you of all people? like it’s been two years of the same thing with her. I honestly don’t know how you haven’t hit her. I’ve seen you fight” She smiled and grabbed your hand, holding it while you all made your way down the hall, which made you smile and let out a small giggle at her comment about you fighting. She knew about your childhood and how you practically lived at you neighbors boxing gym to let off steam as a stress reliever. You had agreed to find a suitable costume as rage filled you from Navi’s moments and Taehyung’s lack of interest in the matter. (not that you would’ve expected much from him)

As you scanned the rows of costumes hung on the wall neatly you waited by the changing room while Layla and Casey tried on their costumes. “I think i’ll just go with this one” Casey smiled softly while twirling in her peter pan costume, her blond bob swishing lightly. “It’s so cute!” you hugged her and turned to see Layla emerging with a shake of her head “This isn’t giving me enough Doja Vibes”. You let out a hmm and pulled the pink/red mid length wig from your left and threw her a pair of red tights telling her to go put those on while you scoured the items on the racks.  Layla finally emerged from the dressing room after you finished giving her the scattered pieces you had found. Clutching the green watermelon rind skirt, she twirled around in the same manor Casey did earlier and shook her pinky/red bandeau covered chest at you. After tightening the green suspenders that were connected to the skirt she smirked “Now it’s your turn Babe, and Casey and i are paying” before you could interrupt her she continues “not buts! You agreed to find a costume” Shaking your head you said a chorus of “No’s” vehemently at every option she held in front of you. “Y/n you need something to accentuate how hot you are! make her eat her words” you huffed and shook your head “Naughty Nerd is not the way to go Nami” Hanging the customer back on the rack she mumbled a “she said nerd so i figured hot nerd would be well, hot”. You grabbed a simple Witch costume that consisted of a mid length purple dress and a black hat with matching stockings, something low key but still a costume. Before you could go pay for it Layla grabbed your hand and stopped you. “No, y/n that isn’t enough, plays were paying” she pointed to herself and Casey who nodded.  “Layla I don’t want to draw anymore attention to myself, I don’t need to look “hot” cause I’m not. I’m just a regular person who isn’t enough for these people. I’ll never be or do enough” You look down at your right arm and traced the intricate patterns of your black and white peonies and hibiscus that lined your inner arm. Your friends had never seemed you look so vulnerable, and something in Layla snapped.  “She called you invisible and said you weren’t enough but guess what? She knows all about you makes sure you’re always uncomfortable around them. Which means she sees you as a threat”. you bit your bottom lip at her words “She has called you ugly, ratchet ‘which who says that anymore, poor, insignificant and she made fun of you working your ass off to pay your tuition because your deadbeat parents can’t do shit for you. You’re the smartest person in class, you’ve got street smarts and fuck man, you can literally kick a grown mans ass. Remember when those guys were grabbing Casey at the club and you stood up for her and literally fought two of them and won? Little miss prissy bitch couldn’t stand a 5 secs with that y/n. I know you don’t bother with fighting her cause you’re afraid of her connections and getting kicked out of school but fuck y/n grow some balls”  Snapping your head in her direction you walking up to her standing in her face and exclaimed “Firstly Taehyung is the smartest in my Econ class. Secondly, don’t you think I’m already aware of what she says about me? don’t you think i want to punch that stupid smile off her face full of fillers? You wan’t me to grow some balls? FUCKING FINE, but I’m not wearing a “sexy nerd costume.” Smirking and trailing your fingers along a row of costumes  you looked at your friends. “I’ll show her just how hot I can be”  Layla smirked at you “That’s my girl, so what do you have in mind then” You slid your fingers along what felt like vinyl. Cocking your right eyebrow up you gripped the material. “What’s hotter than the Devil?” ——————————————— Standing in front of your mirror in your bedroom you were already regretting your choice in outfits for tonight. As you stared at yourself you reminded yourself why you were doing this. You were going to prove a point and that was all that mattered. you were going to prove you weren’t any of the negative things Nami said about you. Running your hands down the scrappy vinyl like material that was covering your chest and part of your upper body. Your hands stopped above your navel where the top stopped and you cocked your hip to the side, descending your hands further down your bare skin to the top of the matching vinyl like skin tight pants that resembled shiny black liquid covering your skin leaving little to the imagination. You plopped yourself in front of your desk to the makeshift vanity that was full of makeup products for the nights preparations. Curling the ends of your hair you laughed as Layla pranced around shimmying to Nasty by Brooke Candy. “Don’t trust that hoe he N A S T Y” you all yelled the lyrics.  Finishing your Deep Burgundy and black smokey eye, you applied a sharp winged eyeliner and smoked out the lower lash line. Applying small round black jewels under your eyes you finished the look with a deep burgundy matte lipstick, fluffy lashes and a soft pink toned blinding highlighter. “We have like 5 minutes, get your asses in gear” Layla announced as you were tying your simple black leather choker around your neck. After zipping up your over the knee 5 inch stiletto vinyl black boots, you placed your black horned headband on your head securing the little clips in your hair and primped the strands around your face to frame sexily.  The ride there was filled with bopping to music and Layla yelling that you were a bad bitch out of the windows for all of the campus to hear which caused you to yell as the Uber driver. Taking a deep breath, you exited the car and holding Layla and Caseys hands, you walked the short distance of the walkway to Seokjin’s Lavish off campus Townhome. The smell of weed and alcohol mixed with the sound of loud bass thumping greeted you as Layla pushed open the door. Walking through a sea of bodies you felt several pairs of eyes on you and you had to remind yourself it was fine. Settling yourselves in the kitchen, you started to make you all some drinks while Casey looked out for Valeria and Layla handed you cups and bottles. You decided simple Margaritas on the rocks were safe for the night and handed them to your friends. A tall and beautiful man you knew as Seokjin himself walked in and greeted you all, making sure to give Layla a hug to which you noticed her little blush creeping down her neck.  “I’m glad you all could make it! Layla are you Doja Cat? omg Casey you’re Peter Pan! y/n are you the devil? oooooh are those Margs I see?” SeokJin asked which you nodded and asked if he wanted one as well. “Yes please! I suck at making drinks, oh and please just call me Jin” Smiling you stirred the mixture into a clear cup and handed it to him earning a dazzling smile. As he took a sip, Jin pressed his right hand to his chest over his heart “You NEED to come to all of my parties and make me drinks. This is so delicious” As he mimicked the chefs kiss signal you laughed and Layla beamed a smile at him. “Y/n works as a bartender part time at Nely’s next to campus” You nodded and sipped you drink while surveying the beautiful white marble kitchen and chrome accents. “You have a beautiful Home Jin” you smiled to him which made him softly pat you on the back “Thank you! I take pride in my kitchen. It’s where I blow off steam from Volleyball practice” Layla shook her head “You need to blow off steam? you practically don’t even sweat while we run plays” to which Jin scoffed “We all need to blow off steam Layla” You and Casey watched as both people seemed really comfortable with being around each other. You noticed Layla blush and Jin smile every time their eyes met. “Oh you’re here” said a shrill voice you knew none other than Nami herself, dressed in a fluffy white see thru robe, white satin dress that barely covered her butt, knee high white vinyl go-go boots, white lace stockings and sitting atop her head a thin gold halo attached to a headband. Next to you Layla smiled and placed her hand on her hip “Yeah, we said we would be here so here we are” you heard the brattiness in her voice and giggled when you notice Jin staring at her hips. “Ew, don’t stay too long” Nami said while walking out. Jin shook his head which prompted Layla to ask why he had invited Nami. “Well our families are friends and my roommates are friends with her” You cocked an eyebrow” You have roommates?” Before Jin could answer you heard a deep baritone laugh getting closer, turning your head to the side you saw Taehyung accompanied by Hoseok walking into the safe haven of the kitchen. “Tae, Hoseok, come meet Layla and her friends Casey and y/n!” Jin smiled “These are my roommates” As the men stepped closer you tried your best to cover the shocked look on your face. “HEY we have two devils!” Hoseok yelled out and smirked.  Taehyungs hair was parted down the middle and some of his fringe was swept up into two red ‘horns’ he donned black skin tight vinyl pants, red shiny shoes that looked a lot like Gucci Mules, a sequined Blazer with only one button down right above his navel that accentuated his chest as he decided to forgo a shirt and a thing black choker similar to yours but tied in a small bow sitting in the hollow of his throat. Feeling his eyes roaming over your body and landing on you horns you busied yourself by chugging your drink and earned a holler from Hoseok. “Hey y/n can party!”  Before anything else could be said, Casey spotted Valeria who was waving at you all to join her in the living room. Throwing your cup in the trash you followed Casey out of the now suffocating kitchen and tried to hide your expression as your eyes met the Red Devil while you slid passed him.  “Hey girls!” Valeria smiled and hugged you both causing Casey to blush. Layla had stayed in the kitchen talking to Jin which made you smirk knowingly. “This is Subin” the man next to her looked up from his phone and sent a side your way, you noticed his costume as a werewolf from the looks of his tattered ripped shirt and what looked like a gnarly bite mark on his collarbone.  “Hi I’m y/n and this is Casey” Casey narrowed her eyes at the man and how close he was standing to Valeria mumbling out a ‘I know who Subin is’. As you four talked you noticed Valeria standing closer and closer to Casey while laughing at some inside joke they shared. Before you knew it Valeria had swung an arm around your friend and they shared a soft smile. You really hoped all went well for Casey, if not, you might have to kick some ass. While you were thinking of the cuteness overload that Casey and Valeria together could be you heard a shuffle from your right “you look nice when you smile” Subin smiled at you and you felt the pink tint forming on your cheeks. As Casey pulled Valeria with her outside for some “fresh air” which you knew as go time. You decided to get straight to it and ask Subin himself “Are you and Valeria a thing?” choking on his drink he coughed out a loud ‘no no no no’ and you cocked an eyebrow. “Val and I are just friends, plus she’s not really into someone like me like that?.” “Someone like you?” Nodding Subin smiled knowingly and looked towards the door both girls had just slipped through. “As in she like boobs, your friends boobs to be exact.” Your eyes widened “Wait no! not her boobs, she liked your friend in general i was just saying boobs to accentuate how Val wouldn’t like me anatomically.” You giggled at how flushed he had gotten and he smiled along with you. You hadn’t noticed a pair of eyes staring as you talking to the man dressed as a werewolf. Hoseok noticed the look in his friends eyes, it was the same one Taehyung had gotten anytime you rolled your eyes at him, ignored his presence or had gotten in a heated debate. He had been sporting that look every time he looked at you for a little over two years now. Since your first year of college when you had shared a Psych class and battled for top spot in class. He knew his friend had taken an interest in you and it never dissipated.  Taehyung sipped his beer and kept his eyes glued to your face while you smiled and laughed at something the man next to you had said. Hoseok was tired of nothing coming from this and slammed his beer down hopping onto the coffee table earning a ‘that wasn’t cheap get down!’ from Jin “It’s beer pong time!” Hopping off the table he stood in front of you in all of his Napoleon Dynamite Glory. “Y/n come play beer pong” he smiled at you and you could help but notice how beautiful Hoseoks smile was. Shaking your head “I don’t think i’ll be playing tonight Hoseok but than-“ Nami cackled at you from her band of barbies and interrupted “ Hope, don’t waste your time with her she isn’t worth it. Plus she probably can’t even play, she’s never even been to a party before.” Thats what caused you to roll your eyes and place your hand into Hoses outstretched one. “I’ll play”. You and Subin followed Hoseok to the side of the living room where a few beer pong tables were already set up. Layla and Jin had joined you as well, intrigued to see you playing. “Okay teams of two. Usual rules of no leaning over the table, must drink your drink if a ball is sunk, one re-rack per person on each team, and if a trick shot made with one hand behind your back and a foot away from the table is sunk by the opposing team they may make a request that you have to complete. Said request can’t be anything illegal or THAAAT bad. “Can I take a shot instead of drinking a beer? I don’t really do well with beer” you asked honestly which cause Hoseok to holler “Fuck yeah!”  Before you could pick a teammate Hoseok smiled and pulled Taehyung over “We have to have the two Devil’s playing” You shrugged and asked Subin if he would be your partner to which he smiled an ‘of course’ which earned a cock of an eyebrow from Taehyung which Hoseok noticed and smirked. “I’d be on Tae’s team but I think to make it fair we should have another female” Nami walked over laying her hand on Taehyung’s shoulder and smirked “I’ll play” you rolled your eyes and mumbled an ‘i’ll play’ mimicking her shrill voice which earned a chuckle from Subin. “Ooh an Angel and a Devil on the same team, how heaven and hell” Hoseok smirked and set up the cups handing each team their set of ping pong balls. Layla and Jin brought you a bottle of tequila (your eyebrows shot up when you noticed it was ‘Gran Patron’ and then you remembered these people are well off. You had made the marg’s with a different bottle of Patron which while not cheap wasn’t as expensive as this particular bottle was) and shot glasses to replace the typical drink of beer if a ball is sunk. Beer really didn’t sit well with your stomach, you assumed it was the carbonation.  “Layla you do know this is like a $500 bottle of alcohol right?” Layla smirked and Jin smiled responding “I don’t really drink Tequila unless it’s in a marg and my uncle left this bottle here from his last stay, as far as I’m concerned you can have it.” You opened the bottle letting the smell of Agave fill your senses and re capped it. “Ready?” Hoseok asked to which both teams agreed.  Taehyungs team started to which Nami missed her shot, the next shot was Subins and he sunk it, picking her to chug what looked like some sort of fruity cider. Taehyung was next and he lined up his shot before seemingly sinking it before he looked up “Subin drinks” he said smoothly and Subin drank what was left in his cup. You were up next, carefully lining up your shot you watched as the ball plopped right into the cup and looked at the duo in from of you. “Nami drinks” Nami rolled her eyes “Ughh again??” she exclaimed and you smirked “What? can’t keep up?” you asked to which she grumbled and drank what looked like another cider. Nami sunk her next shot and picked you to drink, as you poured the liquid into your shot glass you smirked right at her while downing the shot like it was water. Unknown to you, a pair of dark eyes watched as you licked your lips while placing the glass down. The game continued with each of the teams missing and sinking shots until you won the game, hugging Subin you both had only had around 3 drinks each and decimated the other team. Taehyung called for another game as in 2/3 wins to win the full game. You had surprisingly agreed but only because Nami wouldn’t shut the fuck up with her little snide comments and you loved the look on her face every time she missed or you sunk her shot.  The second game continued until there were only 4 cups left on your end and 3 on the opposing team. You and Subin hugged each other after your last shot that nailed Nami yet again and she held her stomach calling celebrity shot which basically called Hoseok into the game to replace her. You were 5 shots in and feeling light, not nearly drunk but nicely buzzing as you could hold your liquor well. Stepping in Hoseok smirked “Imma flip things up, If i sink this shot ya’ll gotta do my request” Folding his left arm around his back he took a few steps away from the table and focused on nailing the center shot, and to your surprise he actually did nail it. “Hmm little devil, I request that you take a shot” Your eyebrows shot up as that sounded easy enough. “Oh dear, not a normal shot. I’m talking about a body shot, your partner needs to lay on the table and you have to follow all body shot steps down to the lime in his mouth.” Rolling your eyes you turned to Subin to ask if it was okay with him. Your buzzing partner agreed and insisted after you asked if he was sure. Laying his body down on the table with the crown of his head facing Hoseok and Teahyung. He lifted his shirt up to his chest so that you could sprinkle salt from his navel up to his chest. Filling the shot glass, you placed it above his belly button and gave him the lime wedge to slip between his lips. Taehyung gritted his tech as you climbed onto the white table situating yourself above Subins lap. People who were watching the game from afar gathered closer to watch as you once again asked Subin if it was okay and he smiled a yes. Leaning down you tentatively dragged your tongue from his belly button up to his chest licking up the salt, then dipped back down to his belly button and wrapped your lips around the shot glass leaning up and getting the liquid pour into your mouth and down your throat. You crawled up his body and carefully took the lime from his mouth, making sure to dig into the flesh of the lime and not actually touch his mouth. After all, you just met him and didn’t want him to think you were taking advantage of anything. Throwing the wedge into a discarded cup you hopped off of the table and handed Subin a napkin to wipe the remnants of salt and tequila off of his body.  “Can we get on with the game?” Taehyung grumbled and you rolled your eyes nodding. Subin sunk his next shot and Hoseok took a shot of Tequila instead of chugging a beer. It was now 3 to 2 and Taehyung missed his next shot, too focused on the way you were fanning your hand over the back of your next from the warmth the liquor was giving you. It was your turn and you sunk your next shot causing Taehyung to chug the beer Jin handed to him. Hoseok smiled and once again moved his left arm around his back “Might as well make it interesting, another request for another trick shot” you rolled your eyes and smiled at the brunette as he wagged his eyebrows and closed his eyes. You truly did not think he would sink another trick shot, let along with his eyes closed. But as you watched the ball sink into one of your cups your eyes went wide. You heard hollers and screams hyping up the shot that Hoseok had just made and mentally readied yourself for another body shot. “If you’re thinking I’m going to have you do the same thing, you’re wrong” Your eyebrows furrowed and he smirked “It’s Subins turn to take a body shot” Taehyung let out a deep warning “Hoseok, don’t” You didn’t understand why he would have a problem with it but you turned around to look at Subin to ask if he was once again okay with such a thing. He nodded and in turn asked if you were okay. Smiling you handed him a shot glass. After you situated yourself the same way Subin had, you saw him falter on where to put the salt since your top stopped right above your navel, and you grabbed the bottle of salt from his hand and placed a trail from your collarbone up your next. You figured it was safer than your cleavage.  Subin handed you the lime wedge and you softly bit into it watching him fill the shot glass and place it above your belly button. Layla looked down at you and smiled as she saw you getting chorus of “Fuck yeah y/n” which had made Nami who was sitting down roll her eyes. Climbing into your body and leaning down, Subin let his tongue drag along your collarbone to your neck slowly before leaning down and wrapping his lips around the shot glass in the same way you had done to him and leaned up to gulp it down. Leaning down once again he was about to take the lime wedge from your mouth when a hand n his shoulder stopped him. Before you could ask what was going on you saw a strand of red and felt a pair of lips on yours pulling the lime away.  Taehyung had had enough, he was tired of seeing you with Subin and even more tired of the games Hoseok was playing. When he watched Subin lean down to your mouth he couldn’t take it anymore and his body reacted on it’s own. Doing what it had been wanting to do for years.  You watched as Taehyung spit out the lime wedge a leaned back down to capture your lips in his in an upside down kiss. A chorus of oohs and oh shits followed which caused you to push him off and jump off of the table. You shook your head at him and wrapped your arms around your body “What the fuck Taehyung?” you asked but before anybody could answer you, you asked Jin where the bathroom was to which he pointed out and you ran there hearing a “wait” being yelled but you didn’t care you needed to get out of there. You were being watched by everybody and that accompanied with the kiss from someone you thought you hated and assumed he hated you as well, well that was too much. Walking into the first floor bathroom you slammed the door and made your way to the sink. You looked at yourself in the mirror then looked down, bracing your hands on either side of the sink trying to calm yourself down.  You could hear the bass thumping, causing the walls to lightly vibrate. There was a loud knock on the door followed by a series of “y/n please please open the door.” Letting out a deep breath you ran your index finger along your lash line, wiping any excess makeup that had smudged during your beer pong game. Stepping towards the door you swung it open only to be greeted with your best friend flinging herself on your short frame despite the high heeled boots you donned. “Hi, I love you, and before you say it. I know you want to go home but please don’t let those people get to you. So what if Tae kissed you? Don’t even acknowledge that ass wipe, and omg you should’ve seen Navi’s face when he kissed you. She legit looked like she was going to blow up like some sort of doll filled with helium!” Layla placed her hands on either side of you, softly gripping your shoulders, her deep brown eyes staring into yours softly. “Hey, talk to me? If you really do want to go home, i’ll go with you. But I really think you shouldn’t let anything that just happened get you down. Let’s just go back to the living room and dance all these feelings away! You’ve got me, Jin, Subin and Casey and Val ‘not that i know where they are.” While she rambled on you took in your surroundings, noting the pristine glass shower situated in the corner followed by the chrome towel rack that supported plush light grey towels. The porcelain toilet stood across from it, tucked into a corner of the light grey walls that matched the towels. As she finished her speech you already knew what you had to do, you weren’t going to let this get you down. You were so fucking tired of letting people get to you, you had no control over your life growing up but you sure as hell had control over your current self. You had amazing friends, were incredibly intelligent, worked your ass off at both of your jobs and were happy with the way you looked. Quirking up the left corner of your mouth you leaned in and planted a big smooch on your besties left cheek. “Layla, you’re right” Surprise crossed your best friends face, followed by a knowing smirk. “That’s my best bitch! Let’s get our asses down there and show them what a bad bitch you are, not that you haven’t already. I mean, dude you totes slammed like 6 shots no problem and you look HOT AS HELL.”  Giggling you took her arm into yours and let her take you down the hallway into the crowded living area. The LED lights lit a soft purple hue that bounced off of the cream colored walls, further creating that fantasy look that enticed party goers to let all their inhibitions go. You noticed someone had moved the coffee table to a far corner closer to the beer pong tables, which had expanded the makeshift dance floor. The DJ was bopping his head to the current track he was mixing and the sea of bodies moving themselves to the beat was massive. You clutched Layla’s hand in yours as she pushed her way through the dancers and you all finally settled closer to one of the couches that had been pushed to a corner opposite of the tables where Jin, Subin and Hoseok had been waiting for you two. Jin placed a hand on your shoulder as if you check if you were alright and you smiled while nodding. “I’m so so sorry y/n, are you okay?” Subin asked and searched your face for an answer. Smiling at the man who had been your partner in crime for the passed hour, you nodded. “It’s all good, no need to be sorry. I do need another drink though. I think that little stint in the bathroom may have sobered be up more than i’m happy about.  Hoseok smiled and shouted a ‘Gotchu’ before he bounded back off to the kitchen mixing up some concoction you knew would be strong. “Theres seems to be a lot more dancing than before” you jutted your chin towards the sea of bodies and Jin laughed. “I think most people are in that drunks haze where dancing is all they can do since they can’t seem to stand straight.” You chucked softly as you knew all too well how dancing enticed drunk people. The brunette thrusted a clear cup into your hands, quirking an eyebrow at him he responded with a chuckle. “It’s just bourbon on the rocks” Testing the liquid in the cup you smiled confirming it was in fact bourbon and nothing gross. You spotted Nami hanging herself on Taehyung in the corner towards the tables, your eyes met as she looked back at you with what looked like rage. Leaning her body upwards she leaned in towards his right ear and appeared to be whispering something to which he shook his head while staring into his glass. This seemed to upset her, huffing she once again leaned back up and attached you pink gloss covered lip to his neck. For some reason this had annoyed you to no end. For years Nami had been al over the tall man, only to be semi rejected with her advances which had brought you an odd sense of joy and seeing her lips on his neck as he just stood there caused you to rip your gaze away fro the pair and bring your cup up to your still burgundy tinted lips as the lipstick had faded away and left you with a just bitten look. Leaning you head back you downed the contents of the glass and slammed it down on the nearby end table that was situated by the couch. “Let’s dance?” you handed Jin your purse pulling Layla to the dance floor with you, not needing an answer to your question. As you both pushed through to the middle of the grinding crowd you best friend leaned in to your ear letting you know she’d be right back. Before you could ask what she was doing you saw her watermelon headband bounding up to the DJ who nodded when she leaned in close to him. As the first notes of the beat started you couldn’t help the smirk that planted itself on your lips. You giggled as Layla shimmied her way towards you and the first lines of the song began. Letting your body sway to the music, Layla laid her hands on your hips. “That’s my best friend, she a real bad bitch. Got her own money.” You both sang as you moved your hips in her hands.  Placing both of your hands on her shoulders you turned her around and pulled her back close to your chest. Jin had been staring at your friend’s hips swaying along with yours and you decided you wanted to put on a show for him. Running your hands up her tight covered thighs up to her waist she leaned forward and gave her ass a little twerk causing you to chuckle. Turning her body around she gripped your hand in hers and spun you around, you made sure to wiggle your hips as you spun. “She been down since the jellies and the bow-bows” you shimmied your hips and saw Casey and Val bounding their way towards you two. As they got closer you noticed Caseys Peter Pan hat had gone missing and Vals pink lipstick was smudged, both girls walking hand in hand. Throwing Casey a knowing smirk she shrugged lightly and Layla wrapped her arms around both girls, creating a circle. “Where have you BEEN?” Layla yelled over the music at the two but shook her head after taking in their appearances “Nevermind I don’t want to know, wait, or do I?” wiggling her eyebrows she smoothed down Caseys wild blonde bob. Val seemed to enjoy the blush that had formed on Caseys cheek and she leaned close to place a kiss on either cheek, further fueling the crimson on her cheeks. As the intro to Bad Bitch by Bebe Rexha came into play you all raised your hands up into the air and swayed to the beat. Hoseok came into view, thrusting a shot into each of your friends hands and you all posed for his snapchat video while downing the shots of what tasted like whiskey. “Gross, I don’t know how you like liquor” Casey said, her cute face scrunching up into a sour expression and you giggled.  Leaning down you touched your toes and twerked your ass to the beat earning a “fuck it up” from Layla and Val. As you ground your hips back into your best friend you looked up catching Taehyungs burning gaze on your flushed face. Cocking an eyebrow up at him you turned around in Layla’s hold swaying your hips. “Ugh, prissy bitch incoming” Layla whispered into your ear and you followed her eyes to Nami who pulled Michelle and a bored looking Taehyung onto the dance floor. Your eyes followed Navi’s movements as they slid up and down the devils chest and Michelle settled her hands on his shoulders behind him. Your jaw tensed as Nami’s hands trailed up to his neck. Meeting his dark gaze you narrowed your eyes slightly and shook your head, turning around and grabbing Hoseoks hands pulling him closer to you. The LED lights turned a deep red hue as the opening to Streets - Silhouette remix started and Val exclaimed “Let me put this on insta, y/n your horns loom so good in this light!” Posing with your back towards Hoseoks with your head leaning onto his shoulder, the latter gripped your hips and leaned his face into your neck while Val took the picture.  As the tune changed and the beat dropped with it’s intoxicatingly slow beat you swayed your hips against Hoseoks, bending your knees and slowly sliding up and down his body. Trailing his fingers up your sides he grilled your hips and turned you around to face him. You heard Layla lean into Casey saying something along the lines of ‘oh shit’. ‘I found it hard to find someone like you’ you slid your body down the Brunettes, never leaving his gaze ‘send your location come thru’. Leaning back up you rolled your head around and he wrapped a hand into your hair, his other gripping your right hip tighter. your hands settled themself on his shoulders and you leaned towards his left, your eyes catching onto Taehyungs dark gaze, his eyes never leaving yours as Hoseok ground his hips into yours. Even as Nami wiggled her hips in front of his and trailed her hands under his blazer, his arms stayed at his sides, never touching the Angel nor the Bunny who still danced her body against his back. Hoseok knew his friend was watching and he couldn’t help but smirk, gripping your hair tighter he moved your face towards him and pulled you in until you were a few centimeters from his lips as he moved your hips along with his. ‘We belong and I can’t be without you’ Doja’s voice crooned through the speakers as Hoseok leaned in closer to your lips over the hazey cloud of smoke and tightly packed bodies. You internally debated wether or not you truly wanted him to close that gap and land his lips on yours, but the only thing you could think of was the gaze of a certain someone on yours.  Before you fully decided on if you wanted the man in front of you to kiss you, your body was pulled away from his. A strong grip was formed around your wrist and all you registered was Layla and Casey wide eyes before you were being pulled away from the dancing bodies and up the stairs. You barely registered the click of a door being opened followed by your back hitting the hard wood. “What the hell were you doing?” Taehyung rasped out staring deeply into your eyes with a mixture of what looked like want and fury. You placed your hands on his chest pushing him back slightly and jutted your chin upwards. “Excuse me? I was dancing with my friends and Hoseok, not that that’s any of you business” Taking a step towards him. “What the hell do YOU think you’re doing? dragging me up to this room and thinking you can manhandle me.” Receiving no answer you shook your head and were prepared to turn around and walk right back out of that door. “You drive me fucking insane. Seeing that Subin guys hands all over you and then you dancing like that with my best friend.” You felt yourself being pressed against the door once again with his large hands on either side of your head, his rings glinting against the soft light filtering in through the open curtains. Cocking your eyebrow up at him you stood your ground. “What? are you Jealous?” you snorted out. “Yeah, yeah I fucking am” At his surprising answer you looked up seeing nothing but want in his deep eyes with a glint of something else you couldn’t quite place. “You’re fucking insane. Don’t play with me” you rasped out, your voice hoarse from singing and dancing earlier. “I’m not playing” was all you heard before your head knocked back against the wooden frame of the door followed by a pair of plush lips crushing yours with a ferocity you suddenly craved. He tasted like cinnamon and liquor and you loved it. Something inside you both seemed to snap in that moment and you trailed one of your hands up, curling your fingers into his soft hair and tugging on the makeshift horns it was styled into. Your other hand settled itself onto his warm chest fingering the labels of his blazer. Taehyung growled out at you reciprocated the kiss and trailed his right hand down the door, settling on your hip and pulling you impossibly closer to his body. Feeling teeth nibbling at your lower lip you gasped out and he took the chance to slide his tongue into your mouth, your tongues immediately fighting for dominance. Tugging his hair harder you felt his hand that had been on your hip slide lower until it was gripping a handful of your ass cheek, followed by a grunt. You could still hear the music that was thumping downstairs but it was slowly being drowned out by the man in front of you. The plush pair of lips that was against yours slowly trailed down to your jaw, nipping at the flesh softly until they reached your neck. Nuzzling his face against your warm flesh as he littered the area with whisper soft kisses. Slipping your hand under his blazer you trailed your nails lightly along his skin earning a low hiss from his deep voice. Smirking, you dug you nails harder “You’re playing with fire babygirl” Taehyung gripped both of your hands into one of his large palms and pressed them against the door frame grinding his hips into yours. Feeling his length against your covered core you couldn’t help the soft whine that escaped your lips. Taehyung trailed his lips back to your neck and sucked on your pulse point causing you to arch your back. “Y/n i really don’t want to stop, but I need to know that you want this too” the man in front of you pulled back slightly while he waited for a response. Letting out a small ‘yes’ he leaned back down capturing you in another searing kiss. Flexing your wrists in an outwards circular motion you freed yourself from his grip and took a step forward placing your hands against his chest and effectively spinning him around so his back hit the door.  Despite the height different even with your heels you kept your palms flat on his chest with your strength, keeping him against the door. Arching a dark brow up at you Taehyung smirked. “Not going to lie, that was pretty hot” you felt him grumble against your mouth as it attached itself to his tan neck. Sucking a few bruises against his flesh you felt his need growing against your stomach and you couldn’t help your involuntary clench of your thighs. His smell was intoxicating, a mixture of fresh linen, cinnamon and musk. You felt his hands trail up the backs of your thighs and grind the flesh under your ass, signaling you to wrap your legs around his waist. Leaving one more bite against his neck you complied and jumped up latching your legs around his sturdy hips. Walking you both backwards, Taehyung leaned you downwards until your back was hitting the large bed tucked against the wall. Arching your back towards him you pulled him onto your body by his shoulder and moaned into his mouth as he captured your lips in his. Biting down on your lower lip hard, Taehyung ground his hips down against yours.  While his mouth felt incredible against yours you knew you wanted, no, needed more.“Need more” you whispered out causing his to chuckle against your lips and lean his body up. Smirking down at you he cocked his head to the side and trailed his index finger up your torso and chest. “Sorry love, I couldn’t hear you. What was that?” Rolling your eyes you reached up tugging his hair into your grip. “I said, I.Need.More” you said though gritted teeth at the knowing look in his eyes. “Why didn’t you say so earlier?” before you could retort you felt his mouth latch itself on your collarbone and his hands trailing down your legs, pulling the zippers to your boots down before tossing them on the floor somewhere. Trailing his hands behind your back he began trying to undo your top. “While these straps are hot, they aren’t fucking functional for shit. How the hell do I take this off?” Taehyung practically growled out causing a chuckle to leave your lips. Leaning up slightly you helped him unhook the main portion of the top and pull the strappy harness over your neck. Tossing the item he had been fumbling with to the side he couldn’t stop admiring your breasts covered only by your black lace bra.  You shivered as he trailed his hands up your chest, his cold rings causing your nipples to perk up and a gasp to leave your mouth. Leaning his face down, Taehyung started trailing soft kisses along your chest downwards to your torso and back up. His hands were once again at your back, this time working fast successfully unhooking your bra. Looking into your eyes he hooked his fingers under the straps on your shoulder and slowly pulled down releasing your breasts from their confinement. Biting down on his lip he started at your perky nipples and full breasts. He had always loved your curves and didn’t ever think he’d get to see them this way. You felt his soft lips wrap around one of your nipples and gasped as his tongue lightly flicked against the hard pebble. Your hand in his hair pulled him closer to your chest and he smirked. He pinched your other nipple between his fingers which earned a low moan. His mouth being soft on one of your nipples and his fingers being rough on your other one caused an intoxicating juxtaposition and you couldn’t help the little whines that left your throat. Fiddling with your button and zipper, Taehyung successfully started to pull your pants down, leaning up and leaving your nipple with a loud pop of his mouth. Tugging to pull your pants off of your legs he hissed when he saw your core only covered by your thin lace panties. You heard your pants hit the floor in a loud thump and bit your lip in nervousness as you realized just how exposed you were in front of this infuriatingly beautiful man. “You’re fucking beautiful” He rasped out, trailing his eyes up your body and landing on your face. Before he could hike your legs open and upwards you spoke up “You have way too many articles of clothing on” Smirking he complied with your request and popped the single button holding his blazer together, sliding it down his shoulders and throwing it in a heap on the floor. You heard his shoes being kicked off as well before he leaned back down to resume his earlier ministrations. His large hands slid down the insides of your thighs and pulled them open to reveal your soaked panty covered core. You swore you head him let out a low whine but before you could comment on it you felt a warm pair of lips latch onto your clit through the fabric. Arching your back off of the bed you gripped his shoulder in your hand. Taehyung rubbed his index and middle finger along your slit and hooked themselves around the fabric pulling it to the side and exposing yourself to the cool air and his waiting mouth. Laying his left palm flat against your lower tummy he leaned in giving you a soft tentative lick to your slit. Biting your lip between your teeth you moaned out when he latched his mouth around your clit and sucked harshly. “F..Fuck” Hearing your moan he sucked against and gripped the flesh of your thigh with his other hand keeping your legs open. Alternating between sucking and flicking his tongue against your sensitive nub he loved the way you tasted and couldn’t get enough of it. If it was up to him he would do this all day every day.  You ground your hips up into his mouth causing him to smirk against your cunt. “Needy” he growled out and trailed his fingers that had been on your thigh down to your slit, running the tip of his middle finger around your opening before sliding itself in to the knuckle. You brought your right fist to your mouth and bit down to keep yourself from moaning out. Slowly pumping his finger in and out, he watched as your finger disappeared into your wet heat taking him in so good. “Fuck you’re wet” Looking up into your eyes he saw you biting down onto your fist and stopped his ministrations “ If you want more I need to hear you babygirl” Muffling a ‘please’ you released your fist from your mouth and wove it into his hair. Pleased with your sounds he continued sliding his finger in and out of you, adding his index finger into your heat hissing at how tight you were. “Shit you’re tight, gotta make sure you’re nice and ready for my big cock babygirl” Arching your back, you felt his press against your inner walls and curl his fingers causing you to dig your fingernails into his shoulder and tug his hair harder with your other hand. Latching his mouth back onto your clit he lightly hummed which sent vibrations through your body. Whining with need you continued grinding your hips up onto his face and rolled your eyes closed. Taehyung looked up at you watching your fucked out expression and almost choked when he heard you whining his name. Working his tongue against your click he started to harshly pump his fingers into you before slowing down and inching his middle finger into your heat. You felt your cunt burning at the stretch but the look in his eyes caused another gush of arousal to seep out and coat his fingers further. “Jesus..fuck you’re so hot and you taste so fucking delicious” As he slowly pumped his fingers in and out you felt your stomach clenching, that familiar feeling on your realize building with each flick of his tongue against your clit. “Tae.. Tae i’m going to cum if you keep doing that.” Sucking harshly he curled his fingers and pressed against your g spot “Cum babygirl, let me taste you before I slid my fat cock into your needy cunt” Rolling your eyes back you felt your legs start to shake as you gripped his hair almost painfully between your fingers. Your stomach tightened and you felt yourself clench around his fingers. Your breath becoming shallow as you let out a series of ‘oh fuck yes’ and ‘omg omg’ your hand that had been on his shoulder came up to your chest as your pinched your nipple between your feelings and felt the metaphorical dam of your orgasm approaching.   Taehyung sucked harshly before grazing his teeth lightly against your clit and your eyes shot open feeling your legs convulse and your toes curl. With a final whine you felt yourself cum all over his tongue which he licked up like a starved man. Breathing deeply you felt the sweat drip down your brow for your intense orgasm and when he stood your eyes followed down his torso gleaming with sweat and down to the prominent bulge in his pants. Biting your lip you caught him staring at your cunt that had just cum around his finger and he started to pull your beyond soaked panties down and off of your legs. Looking back up into your eyes he slipped each finger between his plums lips and licked them clean.  Groaning at the action you felt yourself clench. “Think you can take more baby?” He smirked at you and you wrapped your legs around his waist pulling him against you and ground your soaking cunt against his covered length. “You’re getting me all dirty, fuck that’s hot” He growled out and slid his fingers down unbuckling his belt. Popping the button of his pants, he pulled the zipper down with your eyes following every movement. Sliding his pants down his thighs he kicked them off and hooked him thumbs into his black briefs. You couldn’t tell if you were really drooling but once his slid his fried down and his cock sprang free you knew me heard your very audible groan followed by a clench of your thighs. Sliding his hand along his shaft, he pumped his leaking length a few times and reached to the side opening a drawer and seemingly looking for a condom. Gripping his arm you shook your head “I’m on the pill, are you clean?” His eyes widened at the possibility of what you were saying and he nodded “I haven’t had sex in a few months and when I did I wore a condom, I also get checked every month if you want to see the results I have them on my pho-“ You cut him off by leaned up and kissing him. As you layed back down against the pillows you smiled up at him an he swore he felt his heart flutter and his cock pulsate. Hooking his right index finger under your thin leather choker he pulled you up and he ground his uncovered cock against your dripping pussy. “As much as I love these, they have to come off they’re barely hanging on your head. Not knowing what he was talking abut you felt his fingers prodding at your scalp and finally run through your hair with the devil horned headband and clips in his hand. Setting them down on the beside table he leaned back piping his cock and wrapping his fingers around his thick head of his shaft. Leaning down he took your mouth against his and you felt his thick tip push against your slit. Locking your ankles around his back you ran your hands down his shoulder and gripped his back. Your walls pulsated around him as he slid in inch by inch and you threw your head back as your walls accommodated his thick size. When he finally bottomed out in your heat he stilled letting you relax as he filled you to the brim.  Sliding his tongue against your he grunted when you involuntarily clenched around him. “You're so fucking tight, you make me crazy” he growled out and settled his mouth against your neck, nipping and sucking the skin as he slowly pulled out only to ram himself back in. Moaning loudly your grip on his shoulders tightened and you knew you were leaving crescent moons on his luscious tan skin. “Crazy? you seem pretty soft to me. Why don’t you fuck me and show me just how crazy I make you” you teased. After sucking harshly on your neck he sat back up and gripped the undersides of your thighs pulling them apart from his hips. “You’re so bad, want me to ruin you? Open you up with my fat cock?” you nodded and  trailed your tongue along your lower lip preparing yourself for what he was about to do.  Ramming himself up into you again you grated your teeth and looked up into his dark eyes. His rhythm was slow and harsh, pounds into you with each thrust of his hips. Your walls enveloped him and he swore he wasn’t giving you up after this, hell he wasn’t giving you up after that first kiss on that beer pong table. He was going to make sure you knew how he felt and hopefully you felt the same way. If not, he’d respect it but at least he’d know you knew how he felt. Watching your tits bounce with each thrust he heard you mumble out a raspy ‘faster’ and he complied, pushing your thighs farther up against your chest. At this knew angle you swore you felt him in your stomach. “Oh god” you ground out and his eyes flashed even deeper if that was possible “Fuck yeah, moan for me y/n”  Sliding himself in and out of you at a fast pace, you could hear his balls slapping against your ass. The room filled with shallow breathes and curses spewing from either of your mouths.  Taehyung slid his palms under your ass and gripped your cheeks between his large hands, squeezing harshly before pulling you up so you were sitting on his lip with his cock still stuffed inside of you. As he thrusted upwards you met his thrusts by bouncing your hips and wrapping your legs around his waist. His hands held you by your ass, pushing and pulling your body on and off of his cock. Leaning towards him you sucked a bruise onto his neck and wrapped your arms around the back of his neck. Feeling his cock his that sweet spot you shuddered and clenched around him tightly. “Stop doing that before I cum” he gritted out and you pulled back from his neck smirking. “mm maybe that’s what I want” With a sharp thrust upwards into your tight cunt he splayed his right hand agains the bottom of your spine and pulled you as close as you could get. “You’re devilish, I swear. You want me to fill up your little pussy with my cum? is that what you want? to get filled?” his deep baritone voice filled your ears and you clenched impossibly tighter around his shaft. “T..Tae fill me up..I need it!” you moaned out loudly and he pushed your body back down onto the bed, pushing your ankles towards your chest he situated himself on his knees and started ramming into you to the point where your body slid against the bed. Reaching one hand down, he lightly gripped your neck. “Yeah? want me to fill you up? Then cum baby, cum all over my cock.” “Tae..Tae..I’m going t..to cum. Fuck you’re so deep” your eyes fluttered closed as he gripped your throat and you held onto his back. “Cum for me y/n, let me feel you soak my cock as I fill you to the brim” Feeling your body start to convulse you opened your eyes to see his fucked out face, sweat dripping down his cherry colored hair and down his neck. His hand flexing on your neck and his abs flexing with every thrust. His low moan of your name sent you over the edge and you clenched around him. Your thighs closed around his hips and you moaned out his name. Curling your toes your this quivered and your inner walls fluttered around his throbbing shaft. Arching off of the bed and towards him his grip on your neck loosened and he leaned down capturing your hips in his as his hips stilled and you felt his warm cum spitting inside of your waiting heat. Thrusting his cock back in and out slowly he let out a low groan as the remnants of his cum filled you.  Taking deep breath he watched your face as he slowly slipped out of you and trailed his eyes down to watch the clear and white liquid leak out of you. Letting out a deep whine he leaned forward and captured your lips between his. His lips were soft against yours, still passionate but not as fiery as they had been earlier. Pulling back his gaze studied your face. “Tae..I” before you could continue he shook his head. “Wait before you say anything, please let me get this out. I’m sorry for the way things happened tonight but I don’t regret any of it. Iv’e literally liked you since we first argued about the attributes of the human brain during psych. That one time you called me an aloof imbecile I almost pulled you out of class and kissed that pretty look off of your face. I assumed you hated me and it made me mad, instead of being a normal human being and just asking you why you hated me I decided to take it out on you. If you didn’t like me, at least I could gain your attention arguing with you.” “And tonight, seeing you with those other guys..I couldn’t help but think it would’ve been better if it was me. I needed to stop being a pussy and just fucking tell you how i felt.” He shook his head as he spoke. “ What about you and Nami? and the fact that you laughed the other day when she made fun of what I should be for halloween and my tattoos” Scrunching his face he sighed. “First of all Nami is just a friend, well more like a family friend. Iv’e known her since I was young and I guess I was just used to her being there. Nami and i have never done anything and never will. Secondly, I didn’t laugh at whatever she said. to be completely honest I drowner out her voice after she asked how you got an invite. I has laughed at a meme Jin sent me of our other friend Namjoon whos away for a semester in Paris, with a bald cap on looking like a grandpa due to his old school vibe he always has. That being said, i’m sorry I never defended you when she said anything to or about you. I really wanted to but you were always so good at defending yourself and that one time Jose defended you, you had turned around and told him you didn’t ‘need a man’ to defend you. So that combined with me thinking you hated me, I just assumed you’d end up really hated me and wouldn’t give me the time of day when we argued anymore.” Climbing off of your body Taehyung sat down next to you and studied your expression. “I don’t hate you per say, I hated that you always argued with me, I hated that you scored higher than be despite never seeming to study while I worked my ass off, I hated that you came from money, you never had to fight for what you wanted or what you deserved. I hated that you were Nami’s friend and always seemed so aloof, like you really didn’t care about anything. But I didn’t..I don’t hate you as a person” you turned towards him. “Who said I never study? My parents would kill me if I scored sub-par. Hell, the only reason I can live here with Jin is if i keep up my grades and don’t disappoint them. If i didn’t care about anything my ass would be living in on campus housing and having an RA breath down my throat while my parents called me everyday asking if I was completing the study forms they sent over. Yeah I’m well off, but that’s my parents money and they worked hard for it. They put hard work and intelligence above all else.” your eyebrows rose at his confession and you get bad. You had assumed so much about him these passed two years and none of it seemed to be right. “I think that’s why I started to like you so much, you’re so intelligent, you work so hard at everything you do and you carry yourself like such a strong person. You kind of scare me if i’m honest” his deep voice chuckled and you smiled. “You’re beautiful inside and out”  Taehyung said softly brushing his thumbs against your cheeks. You could feel the tenderness in his chest and your heart fluttered. “Maybe I liked you too, maybe that’s why I always waited for you to argue with me. I like how intelligent you are, I like that you always have something to say about whatever point I’m trying to prove.” You said softly and the corner of his mouth lifter slightly “liked? past tense” Rolling your eyes you covered your face and grumbled. “fine, LIKE. As in present tense” Taehyung stepped off of the bed and chuckled “THE y/n likes me? i’m honored. Sure its not cause I just made you cum twice?” throwing your arm off of your eye you watched his figure retreating into another door before flicking a light on. “Shut up Tae!” Chuckling he emerged from what you assumed was an ensuite bathroom with a wet cloth and situated himself between your legs. “I like when you call me Tae” he said and you blushed, feeling the cool cloth wipe gently along your folds. Sliding the cloth along your legs he finished cleaning you up and smiled up at you gently with his every so beautiful boxy smile. Returning to the bathroom to drop off the cloth you heard the water turn on and assumed he was cleaning himself off as well. Letting your gaze look around the room you noticed the bookshelf across from the bed you were currently on. On its shelf sat different picture frames, books and what looked like plushies. On the other side of the same wall sat a dark grey desk complete with a laptop, a mini plant and various knickknacks and a chair with a navy blue hoodie that you noticed to be Taehyungs hanging off of the back of the chair. Next to the bed was a nightstand that had a lamp, an iPhone charging dock and a bottle of water. The door that connected to the rest of the house was on the same wall. Against the wall to the right of the bed was a large dark grey dresser that matched the desk and what you now noticed to be the bed frame. On the dresser sat bottles of cologne, accessories and a picture frame. Next to the dresser was the door Taehyung had disappeared into and another door you assumed to be maybe a closet. Furrowing your brows you realized this was Taehyung’s room and not just another guest room. Up until his confession earlier you assumed he lived in a luxurious off campus house paid for by his parents. While this was a luxurious Townhome it still wasn’t what you had pictured. As Taehyung walked out of the ensuite he opened a drawer and dug through until he found was he was looking for. Sauntering up to the bed he handed you a t-shirt and what had seemed to be your phone that had been tossed on the floor earlier and pulled on a pair of briefs over his legs. Holding the soft cotton material in your fingers you smiled and thanked him before slipping over your smaller frame. Checking your phone you immediately noticed a series of texts from Layla starting from concerned up to a text that had a winky face telling you to ‘get it, I came upstairs to check on you but your moaning let me know you were doing just fine’. Smacking your palm against your face you blushed bright crimson. Taehyung who had looking over your shoulder when you gasped at the text was giggling and you smacked his chest. “Ow, you hit hard” He said while still giggling. “So, would you..uh stay the night and maybe grab breakfast with me in the morning? I mean know that we’ve realized we both don’t hate each other and we kind of lik-“ Pressing your lips to his you felt him smile against your lips before you pulled back. “Yes, now can we sleep?.” Nodding Taehyung pulled you against his chest and brushed a few strands away from your face as your eyes fluttered closed. Running his hand along the flowers that decorated your right arm he smiled to himself before eventually closing his eyes as well. Interesting how Misunderstandings happen, isn’t it?

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Omg this was supposed to just be a drabble from the pic of red haired Tae and inso from a game of beer pong, BUT ALAS this monster was born. this is my first fit so any constructive criticism is appreciated. Any love is beyond appreciated too <3 I have some ideas for other pics but i just want to get my page situated first. Any messages are welcome too <3 i lub talking to people.

-C otherwise known as, Potitties

[pxppinmolly-archived]

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Salty Sunday

I will preface and also again prob state in the tags don't take this shit personally if it applies to you as this is just MY OPINIONS and my personal views but they don't make me think of you really any less yadda yadda yadda I'm a bitter bitch whatever okay- ASKDJB

1. One thing that's been really on my mind lately and has always been a pet peeve of mine, even though I kinda... Do it too.. Sometimes but you know- AKSDFJG But I always disliked people using FC for their muses as like... popular characters in fiction.

Like. It just bugs me because I see that character and think... Of that character. And I'm sure plenty of other's do! And it just takes away the immersion, you know? Like if you use Mickey Mouse as your FC for your OC I'm just. Gonna be thinking about Mickey Mouse. It's good to try and use obscure characters from less popular animation because then it just gives the illusion and easy to see that person as that character. And of course popularity with certain properties varies from person to person, you know. Like I use Irina from Assasination Classroom for Molly's Modern Human FC, but I never even seen this anime or see much talk about it but there's prob lot of people who know it and see it! But I mean like if you use like Princess Aurora and stuff it's just like. Well that's Aurora to me, I'm sorry.

Even if it's just editing hair color and or eye color and adding some features to change it a lil bit helps but honestly it is just very like :V when I see it happen but WHATEVER.

2. Okay pours another cup of tea.

Honestly? It really fucking sucks it feels like you can't post any sort of opinions or 'hot takes' on your blog w/o it turning into a fucking debacle. Like not even just RPC wise, as I have this issue on my prsnl blog where I'm scared to even post my opinions cus I have like 9k people ready to jump on my throat BUT it's also so much more difficult in the RPC since everyone is so interconnected you know?

It sucks because I like to post my opinions and w/e the fuck is on my mind, and I still do, but I hold back so much 'cause damn if the backlash aren't rough in this place. It's OKAY to disagree and like. Voice your opinions especially if it's about your own comfort or shit you are invested in. People take things so personally too easy sometimes, and I know I'm one of them but I've been learning to just go: okay but I'm still gonna be doing my thing. <3

3. Alright hits my spoon against my cup

Speaking of taking things too personally.

I get being attached to your muse and all I get it - I am that way with Molly and even Vel cus her emotions are very strong and I'm empathetic as shit but jesus christ you need to learn to take a step back. I'm honestly tired and hate people who fucking guilt trip and vague post when their muse gets fucking hurt emotionally or physically cus of an argument or fight with another muse.

I recently had it my muse had beef with this other person's muse and the other person took this so personally and EVEN VAGUE POSTED ABOUT ME IN THE DISCORD SERVER I FUCKING MODERATE in vent chat over how upset and sad and ashamed they were. Even giving me THE COLD SHOULDER when I offered help.

Not as bad though with my other friend to where their muse was mad at the other person's muse and they deleted their blog for a few days but you know. <3

Like. Learn to separate yourself from your muse. This is why I also don't think writing as and with self inserts is such a good idea because like... Of this. It always bugged me personally. If you wanna write a self insert go ahead but please be aware of the shit that comes with it.

Like. Poppy, Kit and Aurora on my OC blog WERE self inserts for awhile but they grew into their own thing and separate from me and so I'm comfy writing them even if they still hold a lot of personal shit with me. MOLLY has so much personal shit from me in her and sometimes I get overwhelmed and have cried irl over writing and got stressed on her behalf but you gotta know that's the time to step back and like. take a breather and just separate yourself from the situation.

Like please just be mature. AOSDFIKJ

[arofili]

Fic Writer Interview

tagged by @dialux, thank you so much!!

Name: I am starlightwalking on ao3!

Fandoms: I’ve been mostly in the Tolkien fandom ever since I joined AO3; these days I write mostly Silm fic. But I also dabble in TAZ and Les Mis from time to time!

Where you post: AO3 and tumblr!

Most Popular One-shot: (going by hits for this one, though personally I measure the success of a fic by comments more than anything else. but hits are probably the best measure for popularity)

(extremely long sigh) ......... “Free from the ties that bind,” the only Fast and Furious fic I’ve written (and the only one I plan to write). people are just really here for Dom and Brian, which, like, I get that, there’s a reason I wrote the fic, but c’mon this is NOT something i’m like, The Most Proud Of

for Tolkien oneshots, though, it’s my Gigolas fic from TRSB19, “Love and Fear” :) I like that one a lot!

and for Silm oneshots specifically, it’s “It is the star to every wand’ring bark,” a Maglor-comes-home-to-Valinor fic I wrote for B2MeM19. I totally get why that one is well-liked; Maglor is a beloved character who FINALLY gets his happy ending here ;-;

Most Popular Multichap: A Merrier Place, the first BotFA fixit fic I wrote, way back in 2015. I get why, we were all in need of fixits then, but also I have way better fics now ;-; I don’t think I’ll surpass this anytime soon, it outstrips my next-most-popular fic by over 2k hits.

Favorite story you’ve written so far: “One More Time With Feeling,” aka the Russingon Fake Dating AU I wrote for TRSB20! I had so much fun writing this, I think it’ll be my favorite for awhile :D

Fic you were nervous to post: oh man I’m always super nervous posting smut; I think especially “the fire of life” (also written for TRSB20) was nervewracking because of how intense it got and also because there was a LOT of plot and I was worried about characterization too.

How do you choose your titles: Well, I’m currently waiting for someone to notice the pattern in the fic titles within the wondrous parts of you and I... but generally I’ll pull a quote from either the fic itself or a song, book, etc.

Do you outline: oh yeah absolutely! anything that isn’t super spontaneous gets an outline; sometimes even those fics do too. whether or not I stick to the outline is a toss-up, but I’m a planner for sure.

Complete: I’ve only ever not completed one fic (the Kiliel space AU I took down with the vague idea of turning into an original story) and it still haunts me. I am very determined to finish all my fics at some point; I hate leaving things hanging! As of now (12/8/20), 294 of my total 298 fics are marked as complete. Most of those are oneshots, though.

In progress: I have 4 fics marked as in-progress on AO3: Moonlight, the spiritual successor to A Merrier Place in that it’s a second, hopefully better take on a BotFA fixit AU; Cause and Consequence, the story of my Silm OC Ryndil; Roads Go On, my Modern Middle-earth retelling of LoTR; and In the Grey, the story of another Silm OC, Thennes.

Those aren’t my only WIPs, of course - I’m also working on a few different series! I still have ideas for the Feanorian Redemption verse, though they’re mostly “filler” fics, not actually plot-focused stories; the world as we know it, my Silm modern AU, still has a ways to go with plot (not to mention the filler stuff I have ideas for!); the wondrous parts of you and I (linked in a previous answer) aka the Trans Finno Verse, is likewise a ways from completion; My dearest cousin(s) (aka Finrod FUCKS) has been gathering dust since I posted the first installment but I do plan to finish it eventually; and finally synchronize into a love you’ve never known, aka the Russingon Fake Dating AU, has a few more installments I’m planning on writing, including the currently-about-halfway-done story of Finno’s POV of the main fic :)

Oh, and I have several WIPs that are currently languishing in my Google Drive. :P

Coming soon/not yet started: I’m currently working on holiday exchanges and events! But after that I’m planning to update Roads Go On, and then maybe focus on some of the fics I haven’t shared with y’all yet.

Prompts?: I love taking prompts! they’re not currently open (maybe after the holidays?) but I have a lot of fun writing ficlets for other people :D

Upcoming work you’re most excited about: I am constantly daydreaming about my Russingon Arranged Marriage AU, which starts off as a comedy of errors about Mae and Finno and their dads but eventually just turns into a sprawling AU that’s really just an excuse to give everyone a bajillion kids and have everything be okay for once. When will I write this? Frankly I have no idea but I hope I will eventually!

i tag @buffintruder @absynthe--minded @aowyn @nikosheba @elesianne @crackinthecup @jail-crow-of-mandos and @thishazeleyeddemon - if you’d like to, no pressure :)

[stilinskishit]

Too Long (A Stiles Stilinski Fanfic) - Chapter 11

**First couple of posts have a different title but I changed it because I didn’t like it :)**

Summary: Teen Wolf with a female main character alongside Scott and Stiles? Here it is. Ramie McCall is Scott’s twin sister and best friends with both her twin and Stiles. The trio’s friendship means the world to all three of them, so what happens when there are more than friend type of feelings present?

Tags: @multi-madison​​ @purple286 @multifandxm353​ @bralessandflawless @5secondsofmoxley

A/N: This episode has so much happen and I had a lot of ideas for these scenes so I didn’t want to skip over much!

MASTERLIST

Chapter 11 - Bandaids

Season 2, Episode 5

Ramie and Scott were bickering over whose turn it was to do the dishes that night when Stiles sprinted into the classroom, not so gracefully sliding into the seat behind Scott, two seats back from Ramie.

“I just talked to my Dad who just talked to Jackson and I have very very bad news,” Stiles huffed, nearly out of breath.

“I think I already know,” Scott turned, looking towards the door, the other two following his gaze. Isaac walked into the classroom, smirk plastered on his face. He ignored Scott and Stiles and leant down, pressing a kiss to Ramie’s lips and settling down in the seat next to her.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Ramie whisper-yelled at him, looking around the classroom in a panic.

“Jackson was nice enough to get me off the hook,” Isaac grinned. His eyes moving towards Scott for a second. Before he had the chance to say anything more, class started. Scott smacked Ramie on the back and she turned her head, glaring at him.

“How is he here?” He whispered.

“I don’t know,” Ramie shot back, turning to the front of the room before he could ask any more questions. Ramie heard Stiles whispering to Scott throughout class, telling him the only thing he could find out about kanimas online were that they’re were-jaguars who go after murderers. When their lecture was finally over and they were meant to be taking notes, Ramie heard another voice from behind her.

“Hey, testicle left and right,” Jackson whispered to Scott and Stiles. “What the hell is a kanima?”

Scott, Stiles, Ramie and Isaac all whipped their heads towards Jackson. Ramie noticed that Isaac’s face wasn’t shocked, he still had that smirk plastered on his face. Ramie sent him a questioning look but he turned back to the front of the classroom, pretending not to notice.

“Alright, I need some volunteers at the board to answer some questions,” Coach asked from the front of the room. Isaac, Lydia and a few other students went up to the board, starting to write down their answers.

“Derek tested me,” Jackson continued once Coach’s back was turned, nodding towards Issac. “Him and his little posse.”

Stiles immediately looked up at Ramie accusingly, who put her hands up defensively.

“I don’t know anything, I already told you that,” she hissed at him.

“I was paralyzed from the neck down, do you know how that feels?” Jackson said, and Ramie scoffed.

“Yeah I’m familiar with the sensation,” Stiles rolled his eyes.

“Wait, why would Derek test you, why does he think it’s you?” Scott asked.

“How should I know?” Jackson replied, clearly annoyed.

“Does he think it’s Lydia?” Stiles asked suddenly. Ramie’s heart dropped, glancing towards her friend at the front of the room, right next to Isaac.

“All I heard was her name,” Jackson said, just as Coach walked between Scott and Stiles. Ramie turned her head back to her work, pretending to be deep in thought.

“Jackson!” Coach yelled. “Something you want to share with the rest of the class?”

“No Coach,” Jackson said immediately. “Just my undying admiration for my coach.”

Ramie let air out of her nose, catching Isaac’s eye from the front of the room, who rolled his eyes, making her giggle.

“That’s really kind,” Coach said, looking around the room. “Now shut up!”

The second Coach walked away Scott grabbed Stiles by his sweatshirt and kicked the back of Ramie’s chair at the same time, making both of them turn towards him.

“How do we know it’s not Lydia,” he whispered.

“It’s not her,” Stiles insisted. “I looked into the eyes of that thing, and what I saw was pure evil. When I looked in Lydia’s eyes I only see 50% evil.”

“25%,” Ramie corrected.

“Like 35, 40 on a good day,” Stiles continued, causing Ramie to elbow his arm that was leaning on the desk.

“That’s not a very good argument,” Scott looked between the two of them. Stiles and Ramie sighed at the same time.

“Lydia’s fine,” Ramie told Scott, glancing towards where Lydia was at the board. Everyone had gone back to their seats, except for her. On her section of the board, there was no answer to the question, but a ton of writing that looked like gibberish. A few people laughed quietly as Lydia turned towards the class, a look of terror on her face.

“What is that, greek?” Ramie heard Scott ask.

“Actually I think it’s English,” Stiles countered. Ramie turned back to him again, as he showed his phone to her and Scott. Stiles took a picture of what Lydia wrote on the board and flipped it. It was English, and it was the words “someone help me” written over and over.

…

“Derek’s not going to kill her,” Ramie insisted as she, Scott and Stiles walked into their next class.

“Not without proof,” Scott added.

“Okay, so they test her like they did with Jackson,” Stiles said. “But when and where.”

Just as they spotted Lydia sitting down at one of the chemistry tables, Isaac and Erica walked in from the door at the back of the classroom, their eyes trained on Lydia.

“I think here and now,” Scott said, moving towards Lydia. Scott took the seat next to her and Stiles pulled up a stool on the other side. Ramie went to sit down next to Isaac, behind them, but Erica grabbed the seat before her, sliding onto the stool.

“This one’s taken,” she gave Ramie a fake smile. Ramie looked to Isaac, hoping he would stand up for her, but he was busy glaring at Scott. Ramie huffed, taking the empty seat at the table where Stiles pulled his stool from. Allison entered class, giving Scott a confused look. Scott jerked his head towards Isaac and Erica and Allison sat down on the other side of them, looking concerned.

“Einstein once said, two things are infinite,” Mr. Harris started, walking from the back of the room. “The universe, and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the universe, but I myself have encountered infinite stupidity.”

He stopped behind Stiles, patting a hand on his shoulder. Ramie heard Erica let out a small laugh and sent her a glare. Erica rolled her eyes back.

“So, to combat this stupidity, you’re going to combine efforts to complete these experiments, and see if two heads are better than one, or in Stilinski’s case, less than one,” Harris continued. “Erica, take the first station, and you’ll work with…”

At least five guys and a few girls in the room shot their hand in the air. Erica smirked even harder and Ramie swore she heard Lydia scoff.

“I wasn’t asking for volunteers, put your hormonal hands down,” Mr. Harris told the class. He looked towards Scott. “Mr. McCall, you’ll work with Erica.”

Ramie watched as Erica turned, looking towards Allison at the front of the room, who was turning back to the front of the classroom. Ramie knew this wasn’t going to end well. Stiles moved his stool back over towards Ramie and they began the first part of the experiment, but Ramie didn’t miss Erica’s hand on Scotts thigh. She glanced to Allison, who had moved to work with Lyida. She seem calm, but her eyes looked slightly panicked. Harris called to switch stations and Stiles got up, moving to the next one. Ramie watched as Isaac slid into the seat next to him, and Erica slid into the seat next to her. Scott, thankfully sat down next to Lydia.

“This seat taken?” Erica asked sweetly. Ramie rolled her eyes, ignoring her and starting on the next step of the experiment. Erica stayed quiet for a minute, helping Ramie with the next steps. After a minute, she let out a sigh. “You know, for awhile I didn’t really get why Isaac was so into you.”

Ramie said nothing, continuing the experiment.

“He’s always arguing with Derek, Ramie this, Ramie that,” Erica continued, twirling a curl around her finger. “Even though I’ve made it clear to him I would be the better choice.”

“Erica, I don’t give a shit who you make moves on, but you should probably stay away from guys who are taken,” Ramie spat, seeing Isaac and Stiles bickering at the next table over. She couldn’t hear them but she knew Stiles was pissed by the way his eyebrows were furrowed.

“I guess I could try to stay away from Isaac,” she sighed. “Since you’re his anchor and all.”

Ramie’s head whipped towards Erica, but before she had the chance to ask her what she meant, Stiles and Isaac’s voices raised.

“Unrequited love’s a bitch,” Stiles said to him.

“I wouldn’t know,” Isaac spat back and glanced towards Ramie. He said something else that Ramie couldn’t hear and Stiles stood up suddenly, his stool flying backwards.

“I wish you’d just stay the fuck away from her,” Stiles nearly yelled at his stool clanged to the floor. Ramie figured he was talking about Lydia, who glanced towards Ramie. Ramie didn’t hold eye contact. Harris raised his eyebrows at Stiles, who picked up his stool quickly and sat back down, going back to the experiment. Luckily, Harris let out a loud sigh but continued to grade papers at his desk. Ramie jumped when she felt Erica’s hand on her thigh.

“My question is,” Erica said, her grip tightening on Ramie’s leg. “How does a boring girl like get two hot guys head over heels for you?”

“What the fuck are you talking about,” Ramie asked, squirming as Erica’s claws pressed further into her leg.

“Isaac and Stiles, bickering over you,” Erica pressed further into Ramie’s leg. “I used to have a crush on Stiles you know.”

“They’re talking about Lydia,” Ramie spat, trying to move away from Erica’s grip as Harris rang the bell, signaling the switch. Erica’s grip didn’t let up, and no one noticed that the two of them didn’t switch, other than Stiles. His eyes narrowed at Erica and went to stand up, but Harris slammed a ruler on the desk in front of Stiles, causing him to sit back down. Ramie noticed Isaac was now sitting in the seat next to Lydia, his back to her and Erica.

“You and Isaac are cute together,” Erica smiled, bringing Ramie’s attention back to Erica’s claws nearly piercing her thigh. “I just don’t think you’re going to last.”

“You don’t know shit,” Ramie muttered.

“Oh so you won’t mind if I take Stiles for myself then.”

“Stay away from him,” Ramie spat, trying to move away from Erica, but her claws sunk into her thigh. Ramie let out a gasp, feeling her skin break.

“Times up,” Harris called from the front of the classroom. Erica slid her hand casually off Ramie’s thigh. Ramie knew she was definitely bleeding and was thankful she was wearing black jeans. “If you followed all the steps you should now have a crystal. It’s completely edible, if you’d like to try it.”

Ramie watched as Lydia grabbed the crystal from the beaker her and Isaac shared. She was about to take a bite when Scott jumped from his seat, yelling her name.

“What?” Lydia glared at Scott, the whole room silent. Scott brushed it off, sitting back down as Lydia ate the crystal, and nothing happened.

“Would you look at that,” Erica whispered to Ramie. “Your friend isn’t as innocent as you thought.”

Ramie stood up quickly, unable to stay in the classroom any longer. Her head felt like it was going to explode with everything going on and she knew her leg was bleeding everywhere. She was halfway down the hall when she heard a voice behind her.

“Ramie!” Stiles called, running to catch up with her.

“What are you doing?”

“You left really quickly and the smirk on Erica’s face made me worried,” Stiles said as he reached her.

“Do you know where I can get first aid stuff without going to the nurse?” Ramie asked. Stiles’ face dropped. He started to ramble but Ramie cut him off. “Quickly, before Harris comes out here.”

Stiles grabbed Ramie’s wrist and took off down the hallway until he found a supply closet, looking up and down the hall before tugging her inside after him. The shelves were lined with cleaning supplies, but on one shelf there were bandaids, gauze, and ice packs.

“What happened?” Stiles asked as he closed the door behind them.

“Erica happened,” Ramie lifted up her leg, a few of the holes in her jeans big enough to see blood through.

“That bitch, I’ll kill her,” Stiles moved towards the door but Ramie grabbed his arm.

“Relax, I’m fine. I just need to bandage myself up so I don’t bleed everywhere all day.”

Stiles nodded slightly, looking unconvinced but started grabbing things off the shelves. He looked at Ramie’s leg and the band aids in his hand.

“I’m not sure how to, uh,” he stammered, looking at her leg.

“Oh, I’ll just,” Ramie’s hands moved to the button of her jeans, pulling down the zipper. Stiles’ hand flew over his eyes immediately. “Oh relax Stiles, you’ve seen me in a bathing suit tons of times, that’s no different than my underwear.”

Stiles slowly took his hand off his eyes but made a point not to look down. Ramie sighed, giving him a glare. He finally gave in, squatting down and pulling opening an alcohol pad, rubbing it over the cuts on Ramie’s leg that Erica had left. She winced as it stung, jerking back a little. The hand that Stiles wasn’t using to clean Ramie’s wounds came up and grabbed the back of her thigh, lifting it upwards again. Ramie sucked in a breath at his contact.

“You okay?” Stiles asked, glancing up at her. Her face felt hot.

“I’m good, sorry, it stings.”

Stiles continued to clean the blood off Ramie’s leg, keeping his head down and not looking up at her again. They were both awkwardly silent, Stiles gently cleaning and bandaging her wounds and Ramie watching his every move. He was putting on the last band aid when the closet door flung open.

“What the hell are you,” Scott started, eyes widening as he took in the scene in front of him. Allison was right behind him, her mouth dropping open when she saw Stiles holding onto Ramie’s leg, Ramie’s pants on the floor. Stiles jumped up from the ground, his back hitting one of the shelves and multiple rolls of toilet paper falling on top of him and to the ground. “Am I interrupting something?”

“Close the door!” Ramie whispered to him, yanking him inside and waving Allison in, shoving the door closed behind them. She flattened the last band aid on her leg and pulled up her pants. “Erica decided to use my leg to sharpen her claws and Stiles was making sure I don’t get some wolf infection.”

“Right…” Scott said, looking unconvinced. Allison had a smirk on her face and Ramie gave her a death glare. Stiles was picking up toilet paper from the floor. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Ramie brushed off her brothers worried look. “More importantly, what are we going to do about Lydia, because I have a feeling, she’s not going to be fine.”

[sonatanotwo]

Well... I barely slept. 😂 Least I’ve got coffee... Gonna try to fumble out some words... (Spoilers ahoy!)

I didn’t quite expect the emotional roller coaster this has turned into... and not entirely cause of the episode itself. 😂 It’s feeling ever so bitter sweet... mostly in that experiencing something so emotional without a lot of the people that made up this sorta... fandom home? that it was to me. All the friends I love and care about. It’s... been feeling kinda lonely... Even though I’m not alone of course, but... yeah. It’s hard to explain. 😂 And then with this looking like the end (...though I kinda doubt ITV is gonna shelve the franchise for another 10+ years... least I sure hope not. That’d seem VERY dumb to me. But what will they do with it? That’s the real big question, ain’t it? XD I was a bit agape after attaching ‘Season’ to every time they spoke of ending that today they finally changed their tune and was like THE END. What the ever loving heck, ITV. Seriously. 😂 BUT I digress...) ...IDK if any of that feeling will ever come back now. Shit changes... god, do I ever know it does... but I guess... I just wasn’t ready for it yet. ;A;

...And boy is my body telling me that. 😂 Anxiety is such an asshole.

ANYHOO.

SO.

This ep.

As I mentioned when I gif’d it (opening my gif making stuff was first thing I did XD) that HUG man. That old hug art I did, the original version (the one you see commonly around now is the tweaked one) was one of my first finished (ish) TAG piece (only few rough doodles and half coloured things were before that lol) that I posted June 10th 2015.... so long ago. (My first post that was some sketches was June 2nd XD Yeah, I’ve been around a long while now, blimey. Not quite the VERY very start, but nearly!)

BUT YEAH. I was wanting this hug for a VERY, VERY long time. XDDD Just, back then, didn’t think it’d involve their Dad too. lol

And then, gosh... Scott in this ep... Last ep was def more Scott heavy... to balance he was stepped back a bit, but... it did make sense? Scott just seems quietly basking in the feeling of having his Dad back. Him hanging back from the hug for a moment having that exchange with his Dad feels a bit like a... passing back the torch? Here they are Dad. I took good care of them. :Db Does that make sense??? IDK. I’m so tired you guys. 😂 But it didn’t feel like Scott needed to say anything. It was written all over his face. He must have been so happy... and relieved. It’s pretty overwhelming in all the best way to hear from someone you haven’t in awhile... so... in this case, it must be turned up to like... an 11. ^^a

Man, I don’t think I can go through this in order so, bear with me if I bounce around.

There’s been so much wondering what this version of Jeff would be like all these years... and in such a short time, we definitely got a LOT to go off of. He’s a Dad who definitely doesn’t hesitate to hug his sons. :3 Fears Grandma as much as the boys, lolololol HUGS HIS ENGINEER. I actually really just... LOVED that scene with Brains. That casual, ‘Hi Brains.’ And then just calling him PARTNER and going right in for a hug... and lol Brains’ lil happy sound. Jeff and Brains were certainly friends in TOS, but there was still a kinda distance between them in that Brains is working for Jeff, but that was definitely laid out to be much different in TAG. I’m not surprised by it, cause Brains is def part of the family, but it was lovely they took the time to show it.

ALSO just how he picked up Virgil was dwelling on something... we don’t really get a window into what exactly... but after all those years, he just... picks right up on Virgil’s in some turmoil. (As said in a tag... MAYBE MOM RELATED? He seems to think Virgil’s worried if he’ll really be okay, which is why I wonder... GONNA DEF WRITE SOME FIC THOUGH. XDb) Like. GOSH. I’m sad we aren’t likely to see more of this Jeff, cause with this single ep, he was absolutely sold on me. And I love he was a total presence... but he did sit back quietly and other than dealing with ‘Brains’ and largely just *watched*. Scott was still in charge here.

So as for the end and what role Jeff is gonna play... WELL... I mean. To be fair here at the end, John is probably changing and heading to the elevator... and I mean, we’ve seen Grandma fill in several times for John... he can’t be awake CONSTANTLY, so I’d always felt a bit like maybe they’d gradually gel into a team with just... one more member. And that seems more likely now that we’ve seen he didn’t just... jump to take command. He sat back and let them do their thing.  

And now we can see Jeff is def a bit younger... and as kinda already implied, is definitely one to get his hands dirty, so sometimes (once he’s recovered a bunch) maybe he’ll even go out with the boys. That’d be my guess. ^^a I mean, might be a little kinda jostling at first to settle into a new routine... but while he certainly has a strong presence... he’s also did kinda feel... a bit gentle too? He’s not nearly as stern as TOS!Jeff. It felt like a good balance??? IDK. I’m rambling up a storm. XDDD (...and making walls of text... I should... break these up more lol...)

OKAY ALSO...

WAIIIIT wait. WAIT. This looks familiar. V E R Y familiar... Bridge... rockety thing at bottom... explody warning? Two people inside... *squints* DAY OF DISASTER? IS THAT YOU?

I HAVE A FEELING... If so... //CHEF KISS//  VERY NICE. A+ XD

OKAY. WHAT ELSE. Uh. Glad they did end up using Fuse’s (or I guess I could say Clarence’s :D) mixed feelings, which was good and gave Grandma a heck of a moment of awesome. They also served to give some action for Kayo, Penelope and Parker which was good else I suppose they’d have been standing around worriedly. lol Which isn’t really suited to their characters. XD YEAH just lotta nice moments, especially with Kayo and Grandma. ANd just. YEAH. GRANDMA MAN. YOU TELL HIM. and also OMG she was a doctor?! THAT sure explains some things. XD And that’s awesome, gosh.

ALSO the number of HUGS in this ep were A+ Getting a moment with Jeff and Grandma was lovely. :D

LIKE REALLY. LOOK HOW HUG HAPPY THIS DAD IS. I AM PLEASED. A+

And just lol... ‘I don’t even have a car yet.’  ‘You have a rocket.’ ‘...oh yeah. That’s true.’ LOLOL SUCH ALAN. He is too cute.

...AND yeah. IDK. I feel like I’m forgetting things. I’ll ramble them into another post if I think of things. I gotta pop out for a bit. 😂

BUT YEAH. Yeah, there’s few things they didn’t get to addressing, but there were hugs and emotions which was what was really the important thing, right? :Da I don’t really feel like nit picking when had all that. XDDD

(It is kinda interesting how in a way the ending reminded me of Legacy’s a bit with a ...Oh we got an emergency. It’s a good note to leave off of... but goes to show when maybe S1 was written, it was largely on the assumption that it could be the only season... but then were able to hint of S2 in an additional scene. But if S2 hadn’t been commissioned, it was sorta ready to be a finale if it had to. In a way S2 was the same, though with bit more hints of S3 were there so... Just kinda interesting. =Oa But also nice that Rob has left it in a way that NEVER SAY NEVER (to quote Rob) is definitely open. ^^)

ANYHOO. That’s all my rambling for now. ^^

[sadistic-second]

Fun new meme here ! write 3-5 things a new rp partner (or those who want to be) should know about you and tag 3-5 people! it should be related to rp and not to other interests.

tagged by: @ivory-paragon tagging:   New followers of mine and those who lurk at me and/or wanna do shit.

I did one of these awhile ago, but fuck if I know what I tagged it as. That’ll be sorted out soon. In the meantime, since Rufus tagged me in this, I’ll go ahead and fill it out again.

1. Ladies. Gentlemen. Everyone in between and outta this world. One thing that I cannot stress enough: Please do not be intimidated by me. I cannot begin to express to you all how many times I have been told this. I promise you I am 100% a Shiba Marshmallow. Yeah, I write some pretty dark and sadistic shit sometimes. But that’s the character, that’s not me. I am more than willing to write with all of you. Just gotta not be so scared of me, okay? Worst that I’ll do is make an awkward joke or spam my dogekek or something. Or my various sweat emojis. Man, gotta love discord.

2. Been actively roleplaying since I was 12. Me doing the math suggests its been 16 years since I started, but I am notoriously bad at math. What’s that one bird meme? “The risk I took was calculated, but man am I bad at math.” That’s me. That’s it. That’s my whole existence. I’ll admit that I verse hopped a lot, be that because of the people I was friends with at the time or just because I wasn’t “feeling it”, who knows. Regardless of that, however, couple things attached to that.

a) I am a novella roleplayer at heart; boy to I love me some details and shit like that. But that’s what I’ve developed into. I am, however, flexible enough to match a comfortable length of my partner’s choosing. Don’t gotta match my outrageous length. Just as long as you’re doin’ your best, that’s all that matters.

b) Or maybe there’s just that one. There used to be more, but then my head was like, “Oh, you think you can be professional for a minute? WRONG!” And I don’t remember what the second point was. :SadDogeKek:

3. Please please please please please please please please please please please please I cannot stress this enough either. It has happened a couple other times and its made me sad. I realize that I happen to reply rather quickly to things that people send me, asks, threads, whatever. Please. P l e a s e. Just because I respond quicker to someone else than I do you doesn’t mean anything against you. Ideas come and ideas go. There’s a flow to all of this and its just one of those things that if I don’t have it in that moment, I can’t do it. Your moment will come and when it does, you too can have quick rapid replies from me, too.

4. This one seems important. Straight up, right now. I Do Not Roleplay For The Sole Intent Of Romance/Shipping. In the early days, just starting out? Yeah, sure. I didn’t know any better. Did anyone else? Probably not. Teenagers, hormones. All that shit. I’m older now, I’ve made better choices in that department. I want you to write a story with me. Go on adventures, get blown up, get kidnapped/ambushed, do mundane boring shit, watch me bounce a bullet off some random metal for a couple hits before it nails the target. Build a foundation with me, put each brick down. Occasionally cause some mischief. If something happens along the way, neat. If nothing happens, awesome. 

There is more to roleplay than just dicking each other down and shit. Cuz damn. 

ALSO, NOT TO STEAL THIS FROM RUFUS OR ANYTHING, BUT I TOTALLY STOLE THIS NEXT BIT FROM RUFUS BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS A REALLY GREAT IDEA TO DO. You know, after I wrote all that other stuff and was like, “Okay, where go from here?” Cuz I’m a dumbass. And I don’t want to just take what he wrote, but I’ll paraphrase it to hell and back at least. (But then I won’t because I can just TAG IT IN MINE so there’s that)

In case no one has clicked on it, a brief “Hey, just to make sure I covered my bases” explanation is here along with the current relationship list. I updated it before posting it here. Basically, the bits I’m stealing from Rufus’s post is the single ship thing. And the established thread interactions thing. Shits just gotta make sense, man. That’s all I’m saying.

I’m not saying no. I just want other things to happen before I consider it, okay?

5. AS YOU CAN CLEARLY SEE, I AM LONG WINDED AS FUCK. Honestly didn’t mean to be, but hey. A lot needed to be said and I had to say it. I only really have four things it would seem. #5 is just going to be used as some sort of final word, send off thing. Which is fine. It still pertains to roleplay related things.

So, so far you should have learned that I’m not intimidating despite whatever this clearly looks like. Please talk to me, plot with me, write with me. Send me random memes, random asks, tag me in shit. And really, that’s the only point I’m going to really drive home. Because it makes me sad knowing I’m losing out on potential partners and things because I’m seen as scary when I’m really not.

[lululawrence]

lululawrence’s April 2019 Fic List

Click here for previous months’ fic lists

Guess who’s back, back again... I actually wrote that when I drafted this post a month ago and I’m keeping it cause it’s funny ahhaha So this month has been a ride, hasn’t it? I’ve read some amazing fic though, so I’m super excited to talk about it with you! I read quite a few from the Shake Off the Dust collection as well as fics from the beginning of round 2 of @onedirectionbigbang and other various things as I tried and failed to keep up with all the new fic coming out haha We are so blessed to have so much amazing fic. So, without further ado, here are the fics I read and loved this month!

Hazy by @nikogda / nikogda This fic was written for me because I was anxious one day and they saw a post referring to it and they wrote this as a soothing fic for me and lemme tell ya, IT WORKED. It was so soft and... well... hazy. haha I loved it. A great fic to come back to on a rough day, for sure!

Keep Your Hands Up, So I Can See by @goodmorningtoyouuniverse / GMTYUniverse This fic was such a great HP AU! It was enemies to lovers with a touch of misunderstanding and frustrations and just all the good things with cameos by some of our favorite characters from the original series! I loved it very much a lot. It threw me into the world and made me smile quite a bit.

it's in his kiss by @disgruntledkittenface / disgruntledkittenface This is where Maggie took what she wrote through requests on ask and posted them to ao3 for the kiss meme and lemme tell ya! There’s some ships she wrote that I never felt a desire for, and she wrote them so perfectly that I almost started shipping them hahahaa Each chapter is it’s own little world and it pulled me in so entirely that they felt like full fics! How does she do that in such few words? I dunno. But they’re all glorious. Every last one. Defo a great read when things are hard too, i’d read a chapter when I had a moment and it made my busy, stressful days so much better.

Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now by @allwaswell16 / allwaswell16 I think this one was written for the short fic fest, and I loved it so so much! She describes Harry’s movements as “giraffing about” or something like that and I will never stop laughing about that. Add to it that Harry in the fic legit thought Louis was a mannequin and I just DIE. It’s amazing. Such a silly, fun fic!

Soju (소주) by @gettingaphdinmomo / gettingaphdinlarry This is a Shiall fic that just drew me in. It has such a visual and atmospheric pull to it, like all of her fics do, and it makes you almost feel as if you’re somehow there. I dunno how she does it, but her magic is worked for sure with this fic and I had to just sit there, and process when it ended. A fun, short fic to easily get lost in.

Just Go With It by @rainbowsandlovehl / rainbowslovehl (Larrymateforlife) This fic!!!! Meet Cute heaven! It was light and fluffy and awkward and silly and I loved it so much and for real this Brett character was TOO MUCH. hahahahaha With the added fun of the little jokes like talk of organic guacamole etc and I loved it so much. It was the smile I needed.

All I Want Is To Fall With You by @2tiedships2 / 2tiedships2 Mel keeps posting fics that are so fun! How does she do it? This time the crew takes on a ski trip and Louis has to deal with stupid alphas staying in the same cabin without knowing about it beforehand and of course nothing goes to plan! That’s half the fun, though, right? Besides. The alphas aren’t that bad. haha

Do You Wanna Ride by @phd-mama / phdmama She wrote this fic for @justalittlelouislove and I screamed reading it the whole time. I took so long reading it because I kept stopping to scream and share how uncomfortable I was over the obvious awkwardness and sexual tension and it was just SO SO SO GOOD. The embarrassment just gahhhhhhh I loved it.

Strawberries & Cigarettes by @dimpled-halo / dimpled_halo A year later I FINALLY read this and I loved it as much as I knew I would. I wanted pain, and it gave it to me! It gave me pain and healing and a gorgeous story. It was such a great read, I’m so so happy I finally had the time to dedicate to it because it was just. So much of everything I love.

Let It Down by @red--special / red_special This fic has also been on my to read list for ages and I am also so so happy I got to read it finally! It was such a great fic and so much fun and so sexy and funny and awkward and I wanted to bask in it a little longer. It was so so good. hahahaha I keep thinking about the tattoo and I can’t stop giggling. Just do yourself a favor and read this fic. haha

Like A Siren In The Night by @crazyupsetter / whoknows This is an a/b/o fic that I could not get enough of or read fast enough. It’s historical, though that doesn’t play a major role, and the playing with the world building was SO MUCH FUN to read. The way their relationship developed as well was just DELICIOUS. I loved every second of it.

please forgive me if my lips quake by @disgruntledkittenface / disgruntledkittenface Girl direction! With a cat! I was heart eyes the entire fic and once again, such feeling was evoked in it that I wanted to just sit and enjoy it for awhile longer. Sigh. What pure enjoyment! I loved it.

I was the King (tonight let it go) by @sadaveniren / SadaVeniren I... Okay listen. lollll I didn’t write this obviously, but it felt like such a self indulgent read I almost wished I had? If that makes sense? It was everything I love. I LOVE the emotional side and thought behind BDSM. Like, that’s most of what makes it so so so interesting and fascinating for me to read, and Sada gave that to us with this fic in DROVES as well as the fighting against natural inclinations etc etc etc. It was just a fab fic and I loved so so so much of it.

Failure to Launch by @all-these-larrythings / Rearviewdreamer Michelle has a way of taking things I don’t know about and making me love them so so so much. This film was one that many I knew loved and I felt mainly meh about it, but I knew if Michelle wrote it I would love it, and I WAS RIGHT. She took all the things I was not fond of in the original and twisted them so it still referenced the original source, but made it so much better. I loved it so so so much because it was so very much like the original film, but also very much her own. 

Come Home to Me by @pocketsunshineharry / ishiplouis I wanted pain, and pain was what I got. I cried and I kept waiting and waiting for things to come together again and they finally did! But WOW the pain leading up to that! It was amazing how much was harnessed in it. I will say, please beware the tags. Some heavy topics are handled in the fic - including some depression/anxiety etc - so please be safe with that. A great read, though! 

fondre ton absence by @scrunchyharry / scrunchyharry OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG I just. I’m a sucker for WWI and WWII period anything. It’s one of my favorite periods in history for the social, political, militaristic, just EVERYTHING historically. I find it fascinating and I adore it. I was both excited and wary how this would go then, knowing how much I love it. Well. I cried the entire way through and was in awe of how the time period and everything was handled. It’s an amnesia friends to lovers wartime period-typical homophobia acknowledging fic which basically means it is my dream fic. I cannot rave about it enough, much less the incredible art that was done by @whenthebodiesspeak!!! It was STUNNING and yeah. Just. Amazing. A masterpiece.

An Unbalanced Force by @kingsofeverything / FullOnLarrie MAROLD HAROLD with art by @goodmorningtoyouuniverse! I cried a few times during this one and it was such a realistic and beautiful and comprehensive view of a relationship, of adulthood, of trying to find love again after, just... all of it. It is a study of flawed individuals trying to make do and learning where their lines are and it is gorgeous. I loved it so so so much and I keep randomly thinking about it. A great fic and worth the wait and teasing she gave us over the months! hahahaha

That's What I'm Here For by @taggiecb / taggiecb ANOTHER DREAM FIC, ANOTHER FIC THAT MADE ME CRY! I cannot rave enough about how this big bang has kicked off, like, I just truly cannot. @noellehenry did a gorgeous moodboard for it as well, and I just. Demisexual farmer Louis who has been on his own for so long he just. Hardly knows how to be social anymore and Harry has to come and teach him and I’m about to give away spoilers so I’ll stop but this fic is so close to my heart, okay? I love love love love love it.

To Carry Onward by @londonfoginacup / LadyLondonderry THIS LITTLE FIC!!! I keep yelling, I know. Sorry not sorry. But for real it’s 500 words and just...so full of love and longing and mystery and hope and I cannot. I love Emmu’s words and worlds and this is no exception.

A Spell and A Spark by @dinosaursmate / dinosaursmate It’s out in the world! This fic was everything I needed when I read it. I was having a really rough time, and I would get to the end of those days and get to read this fic and it soothed me, cheered me, and took me away to another world. It was so much fun and just pure joy to read. And then the art that @londonfoginacup made for it! It was such a great combo of writing and art. Another wonderful fic for big bang!

{insert acclaimed artist} was never even in love anyway by underthesunlight This is the first of several fics I read from the Shake Off the Dust collection and it was such a fun read. It was domestic and silly and soft and it made me smile.

Primtemps by @londonfoginacup / LadyLondonderry She’s just so good, isn’t she? I finished this fic and almost immediately went back to the beginning because I wanted to read it again. It’s so soft and you could almost SMELL what she was describing. It was a perfect read of a perfect day and it made me long for the days in the past that I’d had like it. Glorious.

Taking Care of You (Is My Favorite Thing) by @allthelarrylovex / cherrylarry Niam! Not usually my pairing of choice, but I loved it so much. I also very much identified with the shitty allergies aspect of it as I am dealing with that myself at the moment, so it just had me sitting there nodding like IT REALLY DOES SUCK BABES I GET IT hahaha

You Keep Me Warm by @crinkle-eyed-boo / crinkle-eyed-boo (KimmieRocks) I’ve not read Own the Scars yet, but I still read this despite it being a time stamp, and I’m so glad I did. I loved it and it made me smile. It also made me want to read the original, so I can’t wait until I have a chance to!

Love's Gentle Spring by @laynefaire / Layne Faire (HisDarlin) This is also a continuation! It’s a fun addition to her spring drabbles from last year, which are not necessary to read in order to enjoy this, though it does add to the fun hahaha I loved that little series so much and was very very glad she made this addition!

Housewives of Our Lives by @homosociallyyours / homosociallyyours I’ve never watched any of the housewives shows, but that didn’t matter. As usual Megan wrote a fic that had me wanting to be their friend and hang out with them as they did these ridiculous things because it sounded like such fun. I loved it as well.

A Larry Limerick by @kingsofeverything / FullOnLarrie I know this was mostly silly and to be funny, but I enjoyed it so I’m including it here hahaha

sun, here it comes by @louandhazaf / YesIsAWorld and It's been a long, cold, lonely winter by @kingsofeverything / FullOnLarrie I’m putting both of them here, because if you haven’t read them yet you should. They are two sides of the same story, and I fully recommend you read them in the order I listed them too haha I did and it was wonderful and delightful and basically all things good. SO much fun.

just me, him, and the moon by HazHas4Nips This was cuuuuuuute! I don’t even know what more to say, I just keep sitting here and smiling thinking about it. So I guess if you want a fic that makes you smile, this is a great little one. 

Spring Break by @allwaswell16 / allwaswell16 This fic came out of a partially true story and it was so much fun to finally be able to read what Anitra did with it haha I was giggling and loving it so so much the entire way. As usual. Can’t go wrong.

What's Mine is Yours by @uhohmorshedios / yeah_alright This fic is listed as a Narry fic, and it is, but it’s Narry friendship which made me giggle so so so much! hahaha It was so funny and the way Harry was described and Niall’s just...almost annoyance? I can’t even explain. It’s so much fun. 

Latching Onto You by @reminiscingintherain / reminiscingintherain This fic is pure fluff. Fluff and silliness and all things sweet and good. I was trying to find the best way to describe it and the first thing that came to mind was it was a bowl of sweet dessert and I finally realized it’s a parfait. It’s got layers, but all of it is sweet and soft and yummy. hahaha SO if that sounds like something amazing in a fic, then you defo wanna give this a read! 

Face Your Fears by @sadaveniren / SadaVeniren I’ll be honest, I finished this one around 2 am after a very long day and had to wake up too early again this morning, so I still haven’t fully computed this fic lollll Just know the pain is real, it is glorious, the journey the characters all take and the way Harry and Louis’ relationship grows is so incredible, I just... this fic is everything I’ve wanted in an a/b/o since I started reading a/b/o almost five years ago haha 

And that’s my very long fic list from this month! I hope you enjoy them as much as I did if you give them a try. And please remember to leave nice comments and kudos for the authors who work so hard to gift us with these stories! Happy reading :D

[shattered-catalyst]

So this  isnt for anything other than just to say what happened just so I feel heard and I can explain why I cant be as energetic and socially active on here. Its not a callout post or to be reblogged/shared by people. Its not to get anyone in trouble or to cause any reaction. It’s just for me to let it out and reclaim this space again. Its been a year since it happened and I guess I’m just still noticing how badly it has impacted my PTSD. How much its changed me as a person both online and off, and this isnt a woe as me thing either this is just me feeling a need to be heard and explain my own behavior over the year and also to make one simple request of you guys: no matter what you do, always treat your rp partners as people first and writers second.

Because I feel myself becoming bitter and that isnt who I am and I dont want to be someone like that. Or like this. I want to be me again

The person who did this wont be named mainly because they dont deserve it and yall dont need to know. Their behavior when I confronted them more than cements the impression that they dont see any harm in what they said and how they reacted. And again this isnt about them though In A Way I suppose it is? it takes two to tango but it takes one to encourage someone to kill themselves.

This is going to be long because I need to inform on the activity that lead up to this  because it didnt just happen over night- though in a way it did. But you need a better picture of this person because apparently they present a really great face that only a few of us see the manipulative and toxic side of.

This person was always very judgemental and hyper critical. I witnessed a lot of very negative and toxic behavior from them but I was naive and just hoped they would mature as they grew older and gained more independence. I thought it was just a toxic friend group and that perhaps she would recognize her self destructive and immature behavior and grow from it. 

My first red flag should have been when they accused me of being their ex girlfriend SOLELY because I was living in PA. I hate to break it to yall, but PA is a big ass state and has a lot of comic book loving ladies. Thankfully I have never met this person IRL and I hope I never do.

They tried to pull me into making fun of other muns on discord, including mocking sensitive pictures from a mun’s personal blog. I blatantly said it wasnt okay and made me uncomfortable and she continued laughing and making jokes about it with her friend group on discord. She kept trying to pull me into it no matter how often I tried to change the subject.

Her group of friends also did this thing where one of them would go interact with a mun an they would take screenshots of the convo and share it with the group and mock the mun they were interacting with. Whether it be their presentation of character/grahics/writing style/ etc.

The other red flags I ignored? How much she complained and mocked other muns and compared them to me; if anyone did anything or said anything she disagreed with it was an instant blow up. She took EVERYTHING personally including other people writing the same characters she did, having differing headcanons, not knowng obscure details about canon, etc.

She once tried to make fun of a new writing partner I had who was writing the same character, and I had to break it to her that this new person could write in her first language if she wanted to; im being very vague but let me just say if you and your character have the same first language and you want to write in it then its completely WRONG for a white mun to try and make fun of you for it.

She once suggested I had stolen pictures off her pinterest when she sent me a moodboard request for my character. Jokes on her I didnt even know she HAD a pinterest and I had gotten all my pictures from the ‘green aesthetic’ tag on tumblr. Which I told her but she kept pushing the idea on me I had stolen them. I of course dismissed this and put it on the back burner despite the alarm bells going off.

This hyper critical and paranoid behavior continues with everything from other canon blogs making similar head canons/ vaguely similar graphics/ to fanfiction authors having similar head canons/plot ideas.

My penname Citrus? I didnt want one. I didnt want it. She demanded I have a pen name and if not she was going to call me Cat. Now as yall know I dont like being enmeshed with my muse so I keep myself separate from them. I didnt like being called Cat and I told her that explicitly. She kept doing it. So I had to make a pen name because she refused to respect my boundaries.

When the Deadpool movie came out she DEMANDED I change my FC to reflect the movie Despite Not Changing Hers to reflect her own characters new look - which might i add is fat erasure. It was clear then that the rules and standards she held other people to didnt apply to herself. I was labeled problematic for not giving into her demands to change FCs (which I have a literal logical reason for not changing and im not explaining that here)

So I shouldve left. Long story short I didnt because every friendship I’d been in until around this time had been abusive and toxic. I thought this was all normal behavior for people to have and I was convinced I was just being critical of someone elses opinions/ insensitive etc. Thanks to my colleagues in graduate school and to several of you on here I learned that ‘hey dumbass friends dont treat your ass like this’.

Im leaving a lot out about the shit she did/said to me but those snippets give you an idea of things.

Leading up she decided to leave fandom and asked we didnt talk about marvel I said cool okay and didnt talk about marvel with her. If I did I would ask first if she was okay if we talked about one small aspect I thought might excite her/ she would like to know about but it wasnt often that happened because she began ghosting me. Hard. She stopped replying to me at all over discord when I would try and talk to her how we used to about our lives. She didnt answer any asks for munday or character development, in fact she blatantly ignored me.

I checked in a couple times with her to make sure I hadnt done anything to make her uncomfortable and she said no. May I emphasize she said no here. Im emphasizing it right now. She said no. She said everything was fine. So when I was like hey dude this is super triggering for me can you send me like a hi every once in awhile just so I can know we’re okay because its super triggering for me. Yall know what she did? She ‘lmao’-ed. she thought that was hecka funny. Yeah triggering ‘Citrus’ is hilarious isnt it? No it isnt and I shouldve cut her ass off right then and there.

Heres where shit gets confusing: she kept fucking talking about marvel to me. Id get messages at random times about marvel and then silence for weeks. I vividly remember during this period I was cleaning the museum vault and she kept messaging me about her marvel fc’s and how she wouldnt get a plotline and how characters were wrong etc.

I remember being REALLY confused because she had said NO MARVEL. But here she was bitching at me about marvel. In fact thats all she did when she did talk to me. Which was only like three or four times during the ghosting time period. She’d bitch about marvel and then vanish.

Shed make claims about not watching her dash and thats why she never responded to me/ interacted with me. She’d say she wasnt talkng to anyone while I see her on the dash TALKING TO PEOPLE and Id like to point out Ive told her I would be fine ending anything as long as she let me know.

but she followed me on every blog and throughout this time period she made and followed me on numerous ones. She kept reaching out sporadically to bitch about her fcs/how horrible marvel was/ and thats it. 

It was extremely confusing because if someone doesnt want to talk to me I assume they will; 1. unfollow 2. block 3. say goodbye 4. ghost and stay ghosted.

Not cycle through behavior rapidly. I asked her a few times if we were good and that I was confused and I got another ‘lmao’ reaction so I assumed we were good. At this point I still have no idea what was going on/ what message I was supposed to be receiving other than confusion.

So following this is heavily suicide tw and I encourage you not to read this part and to scroll down until the suicide tw is over which is highlighted in bold- if you’re triggered by that because I care about those who follow my blog.

So thats when this shit happened. I had tried reaching out to her on a different fandom platform to try and maintain the friendship. Because she said numerous times that we were friends. So like I reached out thinking maybe she just didnt want a marvel blog period.  It wasnt too long after that that she suicide baited me.

I was in a really bad place and had been for awhile and when I posted about how the only thing holding me on was the new comic coming out and specifically said “im seriously suicidal and this comic is the only thing giving me hope #idk what to do anymore ”. I was surprised when she liked the post.

I was three steps into a four step plan. I had everything but the method planned out and was just waffling along with that. Because yknow its complicated and you do it you make it count amiright. Right. I was in a fucked up place. I had just realized I was gay, I was horrendously depressed, I was in considerable physical pain, I was working 70 hours a week, my OCD was at an all time high and the only thing that kept me on this earth was a fucking comic book. You hold onto what you need to yknow?

WELL APPARENTLY NOT

Because this person who doesnt read her dash? This person who doesnt want to talk about anything? Liked that post where I specifically stated I was suicidal and sent me a discord message saying “dont have hope”.

Thats all it said “dont have hope”

Now I know what youre thinking but hold on because it gets worse.

I said something about being confused I dont really remember because I was pretty out of it. I do remember she kept going on about how horrible the comic would be and that it would be a piece of trash. I remember telling her I was really numb and in a bad place and couldnt feel anything. I remember her sending me screencaps and continuing to go ON AND ON about how it wasn’t worth reading.

I remember with gross intensity how someone who said they were my friend was taking away the only thing that was keeping me alive.

I dont remember how the conversation ends. I called out of work for the next three days. I was catatonically depressed and unable to really move. I didnt eat either. I went to internship, work, and school in a state of dissociation.

 I took screencaps of everything and set them aside for later. IDK what I was going to use them for but I set them in a folder on my desktop, looking back I regret what I did next; because I deleted them. I deleted them because I thought maybe she had been manic or drunk and hadn’t realized the scope of what was happening. I wanted to talk to her about it and clear things up because I believed in her. I believed there was no way she would be so callous as to do that on purpose. No way would someone try and get someone they called a friend to kill themselves. So I deleted the screencaps and my post on tumblr. I deleted all evidence to protect her and I encourage you all never to fucking do that even if you think that person misunderstood the gravity of your situation. Because if you’re wrong no ones going to believe you.

I remember shifting between intense depression and total denial.

I spent the rest of that month in and out of intense dissociative states when I wasnt in class or working with my clients.  During the middle of October my sister sent me pictures of a litter of puppies and I was like ‘well, i really need to either kill myself or make sure i dont’. I spent a few days continuing to waffle with that decision but then i remembered my mom cosigned my loans and I cant leave her with that debt because fuck we cant even afford my funeral to begin with. So I adopted a dog, I named him Julio to remind me to keep living and he finally came to me on halloween.

He was the only reason I left bed on my days off. I tried not to think about it but I did.  

I continued to spiral with heavier dissociative episodes and vivid nightmares about it.

SUICIDE TW OVER

I waited until Christmas to ask her to clarify the situation and let her know I no longer felt comfortable writing with her. I reminded her what happened and told her to check her discord if she wanted to see for herself etc.

She sent two long asks of combative, emotionally abusive, and gaslighting accusations. The first thing she did was say I needed to provide evidence if I went around making accusations like that. Then she cascaded into how I always talked about marvel *points up to where i explained what happened earlier*.  She tried gaslighting me like a champion and tried turning me into a horrible person the only problem is everything she was accusing me of doing was the shit she was doing to me. Everything. 

Even if I was bad at any time I had given her numerous chances to tell me I was overstepping a boundary- she always said no. I gave her numerous times to unfollow me if she wasnt interested in interacting with me- she never did. In fact I had unfollowed her that month because of her behavior towards me and she hadnt even noticed.

I let her know I could tell she was angry,  and that I didnt take receipts of private conversations because I believed in settling things like adults, and that if she ever wanted any proof it was all in her discord anyway. I let her know she could contact me to apologize but otherwise I didnt want her on any of my blogs and I told her the first thing she should have done wasnt demand receipts but she should have asked if I was okay. Its a real reflection of where her priorities were when she demands evidence rather than checks to see if a writing partner is okay.

Even if I did something horrible it doesnt warrant someone trying to get me to end my life. 

I was notified she put a post on her blog apologizing to her followers for being a bad friend and that she was a horrible person and ofc everyone was like ‘noooo youre perfect’ and its like ya thats not for me who hasnt followed her in months- thats to save face.

Her friends blogs kept visiting my profile and going through the month where this happened.

Everything she did and said was to save face. Her blog and her reputation are the only thing she cared about. She has never approached me to apologize or anything of the sort and I doubt she ever will. I would hope she would never do this again and I hope she has grown as a person since. That her life is better and her mother is okay, that shes happy and learning. 

 I know by posting this I will never receive an apology- then again i never expected one to begin with. I could go through all the trouble of restoring the deleted files but to be honest it isnt worth it because theres no room in my life for that type of toxicity.

Since this happened I:

I have stronger episodes of depression and dissociation since.

My PTSD has increased and I have week long spikes in anxiety attacks, depression and decreased self worth if I even see her around the rpc despite being blocked, blacklisted on xkit etc.

Have more difficulty completing basic self care tasks due to an increase in depression and a decrease in self worth.

I have nightmares about this event and her to this day a year later.

I cannot interact with the RPC how I once did as I fear seeing her on my dash or any sort of information getting back to her about me.

It took me half a year to see the character she wrote as as safe again and for awhile I couldnt even look at him without experiencing an anxiety attack.

I keep having nightmares. Its been a year and I still have nightmares about this.

I find myself having more difficulties connecting with people online especially on this blog. I’m constantly on edge when interacting with people and I feel spikes of anxiety at the merest thought of someone talking about me to her.

I find myself unable to have confidence as a writer or creator online because I have been reminder of the cement wall between oc characters and their canon counterparts.

I cannot go out and just follow anyone and be friendly and trusting with them anymore, even with people I already know. In the back of my mind is a constant reminder of how she and her friends used to check up on people and pretend to write with them/ interact with them just to take screenshots of conversations to share with the group. I have become a paranoid little bitch in the past year is what Im saying. like theres 0 need for that shit.

I blocked most of the people she interacted with simply to save myself from being triggered by her blogs/ mentions of her and that isnt fair to those people.

I remember the photo incident and how people derived such joy from mocking someones body. I can think of so many incidents of them making fun of others and I remember how that could be happening about me rn, and I wonder if anyone would stick up for me like I did for the other mun.

 I hope by posting this I can try and return to the person I was before this happened. I can try and not be so bitter and reach out again to others. That somehow I can continue working on making tumblr a safe place for me again and not a PTSD laced minefield.

I would like to remind this isnt a callout and I request if you know who this is about you dont say anything to them. This isnt for them. They have NEVER reached out to apologize for their actions. They have NEVER checked to see if I was okay after that. They have NEVER shown any remorse for encouraging me to kill myself and while I hope they’ve grown from the situation and will never do it again I doubt I will ever get closure from such an event. But i DO hope by writing this I can take this place back.

Consider this my first step towards bringing this up to a therapist.

 Consider this another step to me taking this blog back and feeling safer here; and maybe just maybe Ill make up a cool pen name for myself and own that shit.

If you’ve read this far thank you for your patience with me, and I request you always treat your writing partners like the people that they are. 

This post is not intended or written to leave this blog and therefore I request you not reblog it or share segments of it with ANYONE. If I find you have shared anything on here without my explicit permission I will block you.

‘Citrus’

[class-wom]

Legion Chapter 24 “Morning After”-Thoughts – SPOILERS!!!

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Okay, as I mentioned in a previous tag from a previous reblog, where Shakespearean tragedy analogies/comparisons are concerned, this is looking less and less like Romeo and Juliet (doomed star-crossed lovers, but hey, at least their folks kissed and made up at their funerals, so to speak!) or Hamlet (huge “pile o’ bods,” including the struggling title character, but hey, at least he finally avenged Daddy’s death and left Horatio behind to tell the tale!) and more like MacBeth.  And frankly, that’s really hard for me to take, because I hate MacBeth!!!  (That being said, yeah, Lenny is now officially a classic Lady MacBeth figure.  Out damned spot indeed!)  And it seems rather ironic to me now that the body count we thought was “a thing” by the end of the Pilot -- dead Lenny, dead Clark -- really is a thing now.  (...or is it?!?  Duh-duh-DUHHHHHHHH!!!)

On the bright side (yes, I’m determined to find one -- LOL!), good and/or bad, there was a lot that happened in this ep that imo needed to happen if we’re going to reach a halfway-decent conclusion for better or worse.  And let’s not make the decision there just yet, though we’re kind of left in a position to anticipate the latter imo.

Clark’s fate? love him or hate him, yeah, he had to go imo, because to me he was a vengeful fly in the ointment who only back-burnered his David-grudge from Chapters 9 to 19 due to lack of sufficient evidence of David being a threat (a terribly useful tool in Farouk’s “bag o’ tricks;” please let us remember how casually Farouk literally flicked him off in the closing scenes of Chapter 18!), and consequently only succeeded in his relentless pursuit and obsession in making a bad situation ten times worse and more complicated in the long run.  I’ve mentioned before that Daniel’s lines in Chapter 20 made the consequences of Clark’s one-track mind perfectly clear, which brings me to Daniel’s fate:  Yeah, this is definitely one to file under “Okay, if you want me to badmouth David, I’ll go with this one; what he did to Daniel was (borrowing from Clueless) way harsh and completely unnecessary and cruel.”  Funny that it happened before he took down Clark, who again did have to be removed if any headway is to be made in any direction imo.  But maybe that’s part of the point being made here:  Okay, fine, go ahead and hate David for savagely taking down Daniel’s mental capacity as collateral damage, if you like.  But in the end, what put him in the line of fire in the first place?  His love for and loyalty to the obsessed (”focused”) Clark.  So could it be possible that, consciously or otherwise, Clark was so focused on taking down David by whatever means necessary that he was willing to put his partner at risk in the process? and doesn’t that make him as bad as David, allowing his obsessions to distract him from and ruin what he holds dear?  Not an excuse, mind, but just a thought.  It’s just that there are so many more of David at this point that it’s easier to spot in his case! LOL!

Which leads me to the next batch of things that happened that needed to imo:  The long-overdue Sydvid talk and Syd’s discovery of David’s alters.  Now regarding the former, this brings me to a tiresome sore point in light of the Chapter 23 gulag scene, namely the “one step forward/two steps back”-type of scenario where David has a much-needed confrontation that reveals his deep-seated pains and struggles beneath his dark persona, but GOTCHA! -- the whole thing turned out to be a trick, and David’s back to his guarded ruthless self as a result.  Still, hopelessly optimistic viewer that I am, I’d like to think some much-needed seeds were planted during the talk:  Even if Syd was deliberately attempting to lull David into letting his guard down (via SK’s Chapter 21 cringe-worthy promise to “teach you to lie so well that he’ll thank you as you stab him in the back”) by saying everything he wanted (and imo needed) to hear.  (Yeah, since David made a point of mentioning how he used to trust her, we’ll see how well he trusts her in future after that stunt!!! 🙄)  I’d like to think that, whatever state she may be in at this point (there’s the possibility that she may not take a literal physical form, but hey, after the whole Lenny S1-S2 Saga, who knows with this show?), she’ll know a lot better than to trust Farouk from now on.  (David was right about that when he said she shouldn’t have trusted him!!!)  I like the fact that she at least admitted that she had been jealous!!!  So at least she came out and stated the obvious; I was pleased about that!

And now that it’s happened, I can go ahead and say it:  Yes, the Sydvid Body Swap, Syd-trick or otherwise, needed to happen, because Syd needed to see what was/is driving David and making him behave the way he has been all this time.  I was shocked as to how quickly it transpired:  I wasn’t expecting it for a few more eps, tbh, and yeah, I was kind of hoping it would end a little more optimistically, with Syd and the Davids eventually talking things over, but depending on wherever Syd is mentally now (in David’s mind? somewhere in the stratosphere? I know that the next ep, which I may miss altogether but follow up on via summaries in the name of continuity, will follow her on the astral plane, so idk, maybe she’s just in a deep coma right now physically), maybe it could still happen with three eps to go? 

Also, on a side note, I liked watching DS’s “Syd-as-David” drag RK’s weakly protesting “David-as-Syd” down the halls muttering, “It’s okay, David! I gotcha!”  Took me awhile to figure out wtf Syd was up to and what she was really trying to pull during the discussion, complete with her tipping her hand about Switch’s whereabouts; I concur with a tweet I read dismissing it as a stupid plan on the part of Syd, quite frankly, thereby minimizing sympathy somewhat imo for her current position.  But I still enjoyed watching that post-swap part for some reason; acting-wise, that had to be a challenge for both DS and RK, so props there!  (And okay, yeah, Syd using David’s powers to blast his knife-wielding followers?  On the one hand, I feel sorry for them, but on the other, I concede with reluctance that it was kind of cool, if for no other reason that I no longer have to listen to them call him “Daddy”!  ROTFL!  Not sure what annoys me more, their calling him “Daddy” or Farouk calling him “My son” or “My baby.”  Let’s put it at a photo finish, shall we?  LOL!)

Okay, on to the Lenny Shocker -- and to me, it was a shocker!  Yet there was a huge dropped ball in this scene that annoyed me:  As Lenny was calling David out on his narcissism, why the heck didn’t he point out that the only reason he was keeping her around and/or she had a body in the first place -- a body destroyed by Syd, accidentally or otherwise, using David’s body and powers, I might add!!! -- was because Farouk destroyed the only tangible family, adopted or otherwise, in order to grant her request for a physical body and freedom?  He would have certainly had grounds to do so, Heaven only knows!  Okay, fine -- not saying that Hawley & Co. had to call up Katie Asleton to get her to film new scenes; a few flashbacks and/or at least the name-drop of Amy would have been good enough for me.  But I’ll give NH credit:  There may have been a case in which he did write such a line in this scene for David, and heck, maybe it was even filmed, only to be cut at the request of the FX execs who argued that it would cause the ep to run too long to ironically run that Twizzlers ad during the commercial breaks.  (Anyone else catch that in the “Lenny Swan Song”-ep with regard to a sponsor choice? that couldn’t have been a coincidence! LOL!)  Perhaps the best part of the scene (at least imo), David shedding visible and genuine tears as Lenny slowly bleeds to death, was supposed to indicate this, that the closest thing he had nearby to remind him of a true family was slipping away from him.  Interesting ref during the Sydvid talk that he later describes this as “abandonment” and equates it with his parents.  I guess that’ll work for now, but I would have liked to at least hear the Amy-ref, since it’s safe to call that moment the turning point in S2, David’s realization of Lenny’s true identity.  JMO.

And while the World Wide Web is crying “There’s no doubt about it, David truly is a villain now!” can we just take a look at Farouk in this ep once and for all and say “Yeah, okay, whatever, but that doesn’t mean that Farouk is good by default!”?  (I know, I know -- two wrongs don’t make a right, as I keep saying, but again, Farouk’s old enough to have a better idea of what he’s doing, and apparently for all his coolness, even he in the end underestimates his competition!) Puppet master, master Chess player (oooh, a Xavier/Magneto ref! LOL!), etc., etc. -- we definitely see Farouk as nothing more than a master manipulator.  Yet he’s not completely successful in his control over D3, and since the D3/Summerland gang has changed so dramatically and frustratingly over the course of this show to the point where I’m not even sure I can root for the Loudermilks anymore (Kerry’s excitement about going to space was kind of fun, though!), I’m not sure whether to be pleased or disappointed in this turn of events and the inevitable parting of the ways.  (Or at least I would hope so; perhaps he’ll use Syd’s apparent condition to his advantage, idk.)  Frankly, I’m coming more and more to the conclusion that there is going to be no true winner at curtain’s end no matter how you slice it; at best, perhaps some parties will come away with a bittersweet sense of closure, and that’ll be about it.

Regarding Farouk’s underestimation of his control over the situation, I liked Switch’s suddenly popping up to help David, but if she’s incarcerated in a hibernation chamber, how the heck did she manage to snap out of it so quickly?  That had a rather deus ex machina-feel to it imo.  I may have missed something, idk; quite possible with this type of a show.  LOL!

And as often happens, I guess I had a little more to say the morning after than I thought I did! 😂

[everlastingspiral]

hi hi, in your ask ‘cause of a tagged post and wanted to say i disagree about people going on “crusades” when it seems like (unless i missed a post??) people want others to draw/write what they want for the listeners (i do agree the whole ’not *the* listeners, *your* listeners’ thing is silly tho like lol the latter part is implied automatically) but just tag/note so they can decide to engage or not. but anyway, i scrolled your tumblr and found a few things i agreed with (xavier being introduced just to die, the consequences of inversion where 1500 people died not quite being at the level that would be expected of an event like that for major characters, the feeling that all antagonists need to be like 100% bad). it’s the first time (other than a youtube comment here and there) i’ve seen someone be critical even a little of redacted’s work and i’m fascinated lol! i don’t agree with everything on your tumblr lol but but i’m wondering what you would you change about a couple of plots or characters that bother you rn (for me i would chill on the ‘every time alexis is mentioned it’s something immensely negative’ like she can’t be 1000% all bad can she?? there has to be a reason she’s still a major part of the clan and inversion would have taken out a character we actually know maybe or had xavier actually be a major or major supporting character for awhile first; not a writer tho so idk).

I use the term “crusades” from the history of this fandom to get riled up over something very inconsequential, but now that I check again, in my exhausted stupor I mistaked posts from one person for multiple people. I’ll apologize for that at least.

I’m surprised I’ve been having more people on here that don’t act like I want Redacted burned at the stake. I get mad at him sure, but really, it’s not that big of a deal. To be frank most of the things on my “sin list” aren’t things I’m that mad about, it’s more the culmination of them altogether. I’m just venting. Thanks for being so open to conversation. I expected more anon hate when I started posting here, but I digress.

Alright. Anon. You have done it. You have unleashed the floodgates. My third critiquing eye has opened and the planets have aligned. Hell as we know it is freezing over as I type. You have triggered a rant that is far too long and that I had to go back over to add commas in. I guarantee I missed something because that’s how long it went on. I didn’t have any ideas for specific future events in any storyline but I did go over the flaws in his writing, why they were flaws, and how to correct them in the future in a bullet-pointed list. You’re welcome.

Absolutely stop treating Alexis like she’s pure evil. As you’ve said, if it was truly that much of a problem, I don’t understand why the king would keep her around in the first place. The way Sam described his turning also gave me no indication that she turned him out of malice as opposed to concern. She doesn’t need to become a major character, but she needs to stop being brought up as if she’s Adam.

(I’m reading over this response and I want to add that from a character’s point of view of their own trauma, yes, they might 100% villainize and hate whoever caused that trauma. There’s no need for someone to forgive whoever traumatized them that badly, but there’s also a possibility to show a character’s maturity or growth by having them come to an understanding about why someone took the actions against them that they did. For example, I hate the people in my life who have abused me in the past, but I also understand that they were abused themselves, or I was just a person readily available to lash out against. It doesn’t mean I forgive them, the effects of my trauma have been healed, or that their actions were okay. It means I understand that they are people struggling through their own lives like I am. This is a very difficult conclusion to reach but is a remarkable sign of maturity. I’m in no way perfect either and I struggle reaching that point just like anyone else. Just look at my blog, I clearly have anger issues.)

As for other villains, a simple way to portray grey evils is to give them aspects that may be otherwise seen as “good.” They don’t have to be saints, but they may have specific biases you wouldn’t expect of someone bad. To pull up a possible idea for Quinn, perhaps something traumatic happened to him that left him on the streets and he began his nomadic lifestyle in order to help others who also were/feel ostracized from their families. He began helping strays or getting homeless people to shelters and picked up people along the way to help him. That doesn’t sound very “evil” does it? Then we could either have him on a “went mad with power” route, or we could say that the friend of Darlin’s that he killed violated a very personal rule or idea to him, and it resulted in that friend’s death. What was the violated rule or idea? Was it severe enough to justify that friend’s death? This could be as severe as killing someone or being framed for it versus maybe turning their back on a person in need. Was the friend’s death an accident and Quinn ran away without explaining himself, or Darlin’ won’t allow him to?

If attacking Frederick and Bright Eyes was still canon, that alone could be considered a grey area depending on how you go about it. Aside from his trespassing, vampires are made to prey on humans. Is he considered evil for not drinking from them “politely” or is he simply being a vampire and feeding himself? Humans don’t exactly ask for consent when killing wild animals for food, so is what Quinn did much different? That’s a very blurry area that could be debated, and there’s no true “right” answer to it.

This is an example of making a villain “reasonable.” Another I can think of is Vega, who is a compelling character that overstepped his boundaries and twists truths into ugly realities. Demons are also meant to feed on humans, albeit in a different manner, but was it right of him to trap people in an endless cycle of torment for a food source? On the one hand this is resourceful, and on the other this doesn’t take into account his two victims as individuals. His idea is reasonable if you break it down, but the manner he goes about it could be considered going too far, especially as what is established in canon law, which is what makes him a villain. He’s not wrong, but he’s not right either.

As for his more “pure evil” villains, for the love of God, if the fandom doesn’t see a villainous character as pure evil, he doesn’t need to make them worse. Despite how loud a certain portion of the fandom is, it overall was still fairly divided over Kody’s situation. Making a realistic allegory to sexual assault is a very heavy undertaking, and I applaud his desire to want to handle it properly in reference of real life college atmospheres. However, that attempt still failed in the end since about half the fandom didn’t see it as severely as he attempted to make it. Instead of ending this storyline where it seemed to have properly needed to end, he chose to continue it and made Kody be antagonistic where he didn’t need to be in order to make him seem more like an “evil” character. This was not only unnecessary since we already had the Inversion taking place as our major conflict that could break into several smaller conflicts, but it also seemed like a desperate attempt to make up for something he failed to do previously. He should have simply left the plotline alone and forgiven himself for the mistake, learned from where he failed and where he succeeded, and taken that knowledge with him to the next storyline. This same thing goes for incorrectly portraying “good” characters too.

If Redacted decides to have another major event like the Inversion, he needs to remove a major character for it to be impactful. While I would say he should kill them off, he doesn’t necessarily have to if he’s worried about the fandom reaction. Ivan didn’t have to die for his storyline to end. The impact would be heavier if a character died, but he could still “fake” a death and reveal in an Aftershock equivalent that they lived, but there’s some circumstance removing them from the major storyline. I’m not exactly sure if 1500 people can be considered a large or small number since we don’t know how many people were in that situation. However, if it was a large amount, then that number is probably too low, if it was a small amount, then there’s little chance every single major character and listener left that event nearly unscathed.

I said in another post to stop with the “political messages” and I realized later that it wasn’t exactly what I meant to say. Again, venting, my bad. A better way to word it might be “let characters be flawed, make lasting mistakes, suffer consequences for them, and work towards improvement.” He did this more in the beginning, and I genuinely can’t tell you why he might have changed this without making assumptions. In recent history, Redacted has been including talks about consent where they shouldn’t be and immediately covering up any possible conflict between the characters and their listeners. The prime examples I can provide of this, or that made me the most peeved perhaps, are what I added in the list about Geordi and Vincent.

In Geordi’s case, it feels inappropriate to begin his storyline eliminating a potential conflict that would likely be very prevalent with the characters involved. Which for this portion is Geordi and Cutie who’s a telepath. Rather than showcasing the characters and their potential plotline, at least to me it felt like the highlight of his first video was this conversation about “consent” when reading his mind. I’m in no way saying that this is bad, and let me say this for anyone who may happen across this post, I am in no way saying that including discussions about consent or boundaries is a bad thing. It’s more the fact that it was inappropriately placed from a narrative perspective. Anyways, this could have been a building conflict between the two where Cutie kept reading his mind, and maybe even just a video or two down the line, then he comes to them about the consent talk. Redacted could possibly expand on this by having Cutie slip up or put them in situations where they must read Geordi’s thoughts in order to communicate with him when he may not be able to “consent” to it. That could open the door to a major conflict that is readily within reach of the characters and has had prior content to build up to it. In Vincent’s case, Redacted once again threw away an aspect of conflict with Lovely being turned, which was Vincent’s ability to invoke them and lie to them. The king’s ability to remove these being ridiculous aside, this is another situation that could be built on with Vincent learning to control his ability to invoke or simply trying not to lie to Lovely. He could have slipped up in a video where he tells a small lie and apologizes, then tells the full truth. This would have been a much better method of portraying Vincent as caring and trustworthy, and would have probably been more endearing for people to listen to Vincent trying to make Lovely comfortable until telling the truth becomes natural for him. Aside from a conflict where Vincent lies to Lovely about something major happening, such as Quinn hurting Sam or some other major event we may learn about later or through other characters, there’s also the possibility he uses his ability to invoke to save them. The king saved Vincent by forcing him to drink blood, and Vincent could be forced to save Lovely in a similar manner despite his guilt for doing so. It could be making Lovely drink to parallel the moment with Vincent, or it could be something else entirely. Something minor could be making Lovely move if they’re paralyzed in fear, something major could be forcing them to injure or kill someone in self-defense. In both Geordi’s and Vincent’s scenarios, these actions are by no means okay just because their breaking of “consent” or other promises helped someone. That doesn’t mean Cutie or Vincent are villains for taking those actions, they were navigating a situation in a way they best knew how and it got them out of it alive. I’m no expert, but this is how characters, in this case the “good” ones, are generally portrayed as grey. They can still be considered “good” while saving the day in a manner that could be considered “wrong.” Despite my complaints of it, I liken this to Avior’s current situation where he messed up by hiding Starlight’s memory loss from them and is trying his best to explain himself and indirectly promise to better himself from his mistake. (Depending on how Starlight approaches their questioning of him, there’s a 50/50 chance of them forgiving him realistically. If I were in their situation, I would at least need some time away from Avior to think things through, but I again digress.)

These talks of “consent” or being in the “right” have come to my attention specifically because of the inappropriate placement and the elimination of conflict as if to play it safe. I find it difficult to believe that every single vampire in existence has been turned with consent, and delving deeper into that concept opens up a lot of very uncomfortable realities as a result. It’s ludicrous that vampires are somehow absolved of fault by asking a person on the verge of death if they’re willing to completely abandon their old lives in return for having to drink blood, live in the night, and live for eternity, expecting a response made in desperation of survival to be equivalent to consent given with a clear mind. In a way I can understand Sam’s reasoning for having this mindset, and in another I can understand that Lovely is already familiar with the concept of being turned and a vampire’s lifestyle, but these instances don’t come off as characters acting on past experiences or past knowledge. They come off as Redacted saying “consent is important.” Which is a good message, but these situations are far more complicated than simply “obtain consent before doing.”

Similarly, I don’t find Avior calling himself “manipulative” as something that his character would say. He didn’t even seem to act on those past events that happened before Starlight lost their memories to be considered “manipulative”, even from an outside perspective. At most he’s a liar that’s been hiding that fact from them, and that’s how I would expect this character to describe himself as. Maybe this is up for debate, but describing him “manipulating” Starlight as opposed to “lying” to them sounds more like an author’s words than a character that’s in that story, this idea being emphasized by other important but inappropriately placed messages Redacted has made. As for my bit about Frederick’s story being removed, I’ll refrain from talking about the reasoning I mentioned in the list since it’s more of a crude assumption.

Looking over everything again, I can add that if a character has a reliable support system, they shouldn’t be acting like their trauma from 20 years ago happened yesterday. At most, I’ve witnessed people with “resolved” trauma be mildly sensitive to discussing it, and the most sensitive on an “anniversary” of the cause of it. Both Vincent and Sam discussing their trauma sound as if they’ve been alone with no reliable person to help them work through their thoughts and emotions on those events, which makes the king and his clan sound distant and unavailable. The king’s interactions with Vincent as a reliable and supportive mentor, and Vincent and Sam's bond like brothers, feel completely forced when you take into account their reactions to those past events. These topics would undoubtedly have come up at some point and have been talked about with other characters, which would lighten the reaction they would have presently. This is probably the result of certain characters only being added in at a later time, and simply not enough forethought put into how the relationships between these two characters and “background” characters affect how they react to certain past events. In short, a lack of worldbuilding. This is still something Redacted could keep in mind for the future though.

For the last point I believe is a major aspect of Redacted’s to improve, here’s my thoughts on Darlin’s story. It boils down to the fact that Darlin’ in their story is constantly chastised and has their agency removed from them. Them hunting down Quinn’s scent is revealed to be a “blood bond” outside of their control. Sam chastised them for acting on their own and getting hurt as a result, and proceeded to chastise them for not having any food, or otherwise being bad at self-care. (This might be more of a personal opinion, but that particular video felt more to me like Sam was scolding a disobedient teenager than showing passive-aggressive affection for a potential love interest. You can imagine how uncomfortable I felt with the rest of those videos.) David and Sam’s follow-up conversation did not progress Darlin’ and Sam’s relationship. David then chastised Darlin’ for acting on their own and seemed to make it more about himself and the pack than about Darlin’, which again robs Darlin’ of their agency and puts their actions in a bad light. Another way I can put this is that there’s no middle ground conversation for Darlin’s behavior, it’s only them being punished for it like a misbehaving child and they don’t do it again. (Similar to how Bright Eyes was constantly put down with no middle ground, but their storyline was removed before their conflict could be expanded on.) There are no opportunities for Darlin’ to look powerful or independent that aren’t put down by other characters, which renders them being portrayed as horribly incompetent instead.

From a writing standpoint and not an emotional one, this plotline is a train wreck. I would say it’s up to par with other ASMR videos, which render listeners incredibly stupid and lacking any sort of agency, but I expect more from Redacted given every other listener he’s created. While not entirely in control, they still have a good amount of control over their narratives, which makes them more solid as individual characters. The fact that the fandom still takes away the idea that Darlin’ is powerful I would chalk up to their fascination with the idea of the character, and the emotional “manipulation” of hearing the characters’ voices, which is a far different experience from analyzing the story writing itself. I will admit, Redacted is a fairly good voice actor.

As for all my other points, I would say those are more trial and error mistakes that could be fixed as he went along, or otherwise tie back into my points above. I will add that the fandom certainly puts a lot of words into Redacted’s mouth, and more often than not are those words entirely obscured. Trying to dig for the truth doesn’t help my frustration with him, especially as he continues to make very questionable writing choices, but it’s not his fault his fandom lacks the ability to critically engage with his content. It is his fault for encouraging it.

I will say at least, that regardless of my personal opinion of him as a person (that being, he doesn’t exactly come off as someone I would find pleasant to be around), he has a lot of potential as a writer. If anyone sends this his way out of malice against me, include this sort of tl;dr message: Redacted has written a lot of mediocre but fun moments and a lot of great ones too. He’s got the potential to be a fantastic writer, and he’s got great ideas that could be shaped into a very memorable world. However, he’s only hindering himself by cutting out conflicts, doubling down on portrayals of “good” and “evil” characters, and playing it safe seemingly out of fear that his writing would be taken the wrong way. I believe even the most visceral reactions outside my own have assumed the best intentions from him, and I think he needs to similarly forgive himself for his mistakes, learn from them, and continue on while still taking risks and trusting in his own vision. If he finds himself written into a corner or his portrayals go the wrong way, he needs to either work with what he’s made or try to conclude it the best he can and try again with another story. Using retcons and cure-alls will not help him grow as a writer, and writing only fluff will hamper the impact of any major events that come in the future, nor will the actions of characters in those events likely make any narrative sense.

On a more personal note, he doesn’t have to be so concerned about “torturing” his fans with plot. He should be well aware that his fans are sensitive to all of his content, and over-exaggerate a lot of their reactions whether out of being frankly ridiculous, or just generally having an excited outburst from their enjoyment. While I won’t tell him to not be careful with his content, he can absolutely write impactful stories with gritty conflicts without being grim and dark all the time. Just look at the roots of his channel. There is a way to satisfy both people who want an actual plot and people who want a comfortable set of videos to relax to. However, he has to build up to those stories for that impact to be real. I’d say that he does drop bits of lore in his videos, and has done bits of foreshadowing here and there, and that’s just a skill that needs to be worked on to be perfected. That being said, he needs to stop expecting perfection from himself every time.

Redacted. If you won’t take it from the people who worship the ground you walk on, then take it from the crankiest person in this fandom: you do not need to be perfect. I’m not mad that he fails, I’m mad that he’s continuing to fail and sabotaging his own efforts. If he’s that concerned, then he should find people to critique his writing. Not people close to him or anyone from the fandom either, as that’s basically recruiting yes-men which, politely, he does not need. If he keeps trying to walk on eggshells, he will attract an audience that requires and expects that from him constantly, and no one can withstand the immense pressure that places on them forever.

This has gone on far too long. I’ve been writing this post too long and I probably missed some things too. As you can see, there’s a lot I’ve been wanting to say, and I just want to personally sit down with Mr. Redacted and hand him a mug that says “World’s Okayest Writer” and maybe on the back it says “for now.” Anyways. I’m done. If you need me to elaborate or actually talk about future events, anons are open. I’ll try my best to be civilized. Goodbye.

[bastardnev]

Do-Over

i said i would upload this fic after paige returned and would you look at that, she’s back!! also paige/eva is a Good Ship and it deserves to be talked about more

tagging @briankendrick @dr-goggles and @rivela!!

(link to ao3)

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: World Wrestling Entertainment, Professional Wrestling Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eva Marie/Paige | Britani Knight Characters: Eva Marie (Professional Wrestling), Paige | Britani Knight Additional Tags: Internalized Misogyny, Alternate Universe - Boarding School, real fancy schmancy, Pre-Relationship, sorta?? idk that's mainly why paige doesn't like eva, Post-Break Up, what is it with me and writing fics where dolph is an asshole and breaks someone's heart, this is the second time this has happened now im scrmeaigjkfdfg, sorry dolph, Dialogue Heavy Summary: Everyone seemed to be talking about it -- the seemingly happy couple that had crumbled right before their very eyes. How could this have happened? Did one cheat on the other? No one knew for sure, and the uncertainty was driving them all mad.

Eva was being driven mad too, though that had less to do with the drama and more to do with the fact that no one in this damn school knew how to shut up for five minutes.

Eva grumbled to herself as she stormed down the dorm halls, high heels clicking loudly on the tiled floors as she made her way towards the exit. Well, this is just fan-fucking-tastic. There’s nothing in the whole world that she loves more than having her plans for a quiet evening in her room ruined by someone else’s bullshit relationship problems.

It turned out that there was trouble in paradise between Paige (otherwise known as the one girl at this school that she simply could not fucking stand ) and her boyfriend, Dolph. The two of them had apparently gotten into a pretty nasty argument earlier in the evening, and as a result Paige had gone running out of the dorms and out into the rose garden. None of the other students had heard from her in awhile, and they were all worried sick.

Naturally, Eva was prepared to just let them continue to argue and spend her time doing more important things, but her fellow classmates weren’t content with letting her have some peace and quiet. Everyone seemed to be talking about it -- the seemingly happy couple that had crumbled right before their very eyes. How could this have happened? Did one cheat on the other? No one knew for sure, and the uncertainty was driving them all mad.

Eva was being driven mad too, though that had less to do with the drama and more to do with the fact that no one in this damn school knew how to shut the fuck up for five minutes.

Seeing as it meant things would finally quiet down, Eva made the decision to look for Paige and get the full story. Then, after working her trademark Eva Magic, everything would be fixed and she could get to her relaxing. How bad could it have been? This is probably all because of some bullshit miscommunication or something...

Eva arrived at the front door a few moments later, stepping outside and taking in the sight of the beautiful garden spread out in front of her. She could stand here and take in this view all day… except she really couldn’t because it was about to start pouring rain soon. Christ, did Paige really have to run out when the weather was  this bad? (And so soon after Eva finished doing her hair, too…)

“Paige!” Eva called out, the wind whipping around her gradually growing stronger. “Where are you?” There wasn’t a soul in sight. Where the hell could she have run off too? There were only so many places to hide.

Eva bit her lip as she looked up at the dark clouds looming overhead, thinking over her next move. Did she have enough time to search around the garden for Paige and bring her back to the dorms before the rain started? Not only that, but -- and this was perhaps the biggest question of them all -- if she were to get caught in a downpour, would her makeup be salvageable? So many questions, so little time.

Preparing herself for the worst, Eva darted out from under the protective cover of the entryway. He head was swiveling back and forth as she weaved her way through the roses. Wherever the hell Paige was, she would be pretty easy to spot; her all-black get up would clash with the elegant red of the flowers. Still, the redhead was having a tough time actually finding her. Could she be in the nearby woods? Or maybe behind the garden shed? Possible hiding spots flitted through Eva’s mind as she rounded a corner.

“There she is…” Eva breathed out when she finally spotted Paige. She was sitting in the arbor, her head down on the table. She had really gone all the way out here just because she didn’t want anyone to see her upset. Paige could be a bit of a nuisance sometimes, though Eva supposed she wasn’t in any place to judge, seeing as she would most likely do the same exact thing in this situation. “Hey!” She called out.

She watched as her classmate slowly lifted her head, registering that it was Eva fucking Marie standing in front of her and hastily wiping at her cheeks. “What are you doing here?” She asked with a shaky voice as Eva approached, her accent thick.

No hello? Paige just goes straight into arguing? Christ, Eva should have just stayed in her room… “I came looking for you,” Eva replied with an annoyed expression, hands on her hips as she stepped into the arbor. “You’ve got everyone worried.”

“I don’t know what they’re so worried about.” Paige crossed her arms, her whole body tense. Eva knew that she was at the top of Paige’s list of people who she didn’t want to see her cry. It made sense that she was so apprehensive. “I’m completely fine.”

“Fine?” Eva snorted. “How can you say that you’re fine when your eye makeup is all smudged like that?”

“What? Are you serious?!”

“Look for yourself, raccoon girl.” Eva reached into her pocket with a smirk, pulling out her compact and handing it over. Paige snatched it away from her, looking at herself in the small mirror.

“Oh my God…” She sighed, running a hand through her hair as she got a look at just how messed up her makeup had gotten.

“Next time, invest in some waterproof mascara. Funny, I figured a goth of all people would own a tube.”

A sudden bolt of lightning caused the two of them to jump. Before they had a chance to react any further, the rain began to come down in buckets. “Shit…” Eva muttered. Now she and Paige were trapped in the arbor together until it lightened up. There was no way she could go out when the weather was this bad. It would totally ruin her outfit.

Eva took a seat across from Paige -- who looked less than thrilled by her company -- clicking her tongue as she resigned herself to her fate. She knew she should’ve just waited for Paige to come back on her own… Leave it to her and her bright fucking ideas to land her in an awful situation.

“I guess we’re stuck here now.” Paige said with a soft voice as she rested her head in her hands, gazing out at the rain. For awhile, both of them were quiet, but there was no peace. Not even the sound of the rain drumming on the roof of the arbor was enough to eradicate their animosity towards each other.

“... So…” Eva finally spoke up, deciding that she might as well say something , otherwise risk losing her mind from the uncomfortable silence. “I heard about what happened earlier. Y’know, with you and Dolph.” She noticed Paige wince at the mention of her (ex?) boyfriend’s name, and an eyebrow quirked up.

“Who hasn’t heard at this point?” Paige’s gaze was fixed on a point off in the distance, her voice wavering.

“What exactly happened? Like, what was the fight over?”

“What do you care? Since when have you actually given a shit about anything that’s happened to me?”

“Hey, I was just trying to start conversation. No need to get snippy.” Eva raised her hands defensively. She understood that it was a touchy subject, but it was literally the entire reason why she was out here in the first place. She might as well address it.

“Well, if you wanna know what happened so badly, then I’ll tell you.” Paige started as she finally looked at the girl sitting across from her, a mixture of rage and sadness in her eyes. “Bullshit, that’s what happened.”

“How was it bullshit?”

“Well…” Paige took a deep breath. “It’s just that… lately Dolph has had these… suspicions about me.”

“Suspicions about…?”

“I’m getting to that. Let me talk, would you? Apparently I’m overly-affectionate with all of my friends, and he thought that I was cheating on him with one of them. He’d see me hug Emma, or Bayley, or Sasha, or literally any of the other girls and would get the impression that there was something more there.”

“You know that hugging a friend isn’t cheating, right?” Eva asked. “A hug is just a hug.” If giving someone a hug meant that she was unfaithful, then Eva had cheated on every single partner she’d ever had.

“I know that, but… He saw it differently. We’d reached the point where I was worried that I couldn’t even talk about meeting with my friends because I thought he’d get jealous or angry. I tried confronting him about it, but that didn’t work out at all.” Paige took another deep breath before continuing. “It started out as a talk, then it escalated into a full blown argument. He accused me of cheating with one of my friends, I argued that I was innocent, and…” Paige stopped herself there, and she looked away from Eva and stared back out into the garden.

“And?” Eva urged her to continue.

“And I got my fucking heart broken, okay?!” Paige blurted out, burying her face in her hands as she was unable to stop the tears that were now rolling down her cheeks. She had clearly stopped giving a shit about whether or not Eva would judge her over her vulnerability.

“Jesus Christ…” Eva muttered, processing what she had just been told. Dolph dumped Paige all because she had the audacity to be a decent friend. He broke her heart over something like that . “What a goddamn idiot !” She slammed her hands down on the table suddenly, shocking Paige in the process.

“Eva, what the hell--”

“You… You didn’t deserve that…” Eva said after mulling over what she should say.

“You… really think so?”

“Yes, of course I do! No one deserves to have their heart broken, especially over such bullshit! Breaking up with you because he thought you were cheating on him with a friend? Christ, what garbage !! And here I was thinking that he was smarter than that.”

“Well, I mean…” Paige looked confused, her brow scrunching. “Don’t you think he has a point, though? I mean, cheating is always a valid concern in a relationship…”

“Paige, were you cheating on Dolph with anybody? Be honest with me. Did you kiss anybody else when you were with him? Or did you hook up with someone else? Did you do anything that even remotely resembles cheating?”

“No! God, no. I would never do that.”

“Then you’re innocent! You haven’t done a damn thing wrong! He’s the one that’s in the wrong here. He had no right breaking up with you over something that he had no proof of. What’s his proof? The fact that you have a lot of close friends? That’s disgusting!”

With her rant for the day over, Eva heaved a big sigh, leaning back in her seat and crossing her arms. She could see that Paige now had an alarmed look on her face. She knew that it was because of her sudden outburst -- hell, Eva even surprised herself with it -- but she still decided to ask anyway. “What the hell are you looking at me like that for?”

“I just… never thought that you cared about me that much.” Paige said.

“Paige, listen,” Eva began, “You and I… We’re not friends. At all. It’s just that I... have very strong feelings on this subject due to personal experience. I hate seeing other women being put through terrible shit all because of men.”

“Personal experience?” Paige sniffled. “Has this happened to you before? What’s your story?”

Eva bit her lip, looking down at her hands. She’d never told anybody about her past experiences with love before. The fact that she was about to reveal something so intimate about herself to someone that she didn’t even like was surprising. “Honestly, I feel like this always happens with me.” Eva laughed a bit self derisively. “I meet a guy who I think isn’t gonna fuck me over, and he ends up doing it anyway. Every fucking time…”

“Jinder never did that to you, did he?” Paige recalled how earlier in the year Eva was in a brief relationship with another student, although the two were now only friends.

“Obviously not if he’s still breathing. He’s probably the only guy I’ve been with that wasn’t a complete jackass. All the others took complete advantage of me and treated me like I was some kind of joke. I hated putting up with that shit, and I hate seeing other girls being treated the same way. We deserve better than that.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder. “And you deserved better than what Dolph gave you.”

It took Paige a moment to respond, staring down at the table and beginning to trace a finger over a crack in the glass.. “I just… trusted Dolph, y’know?” She made eye contact with Eva again. “I trusted him not to break my heart. He was a pretty good boyfriend, all things considered. Things just got so… messy in the end. I really wish that things could’ve ended differently.”

“Honestly, I wish that things had ended differently for you guys too,” Eva admitted. “And I’m not just saying that because the way you broke up got us stuck out here.”

“Yeah, right.” Paige laughed softly, finally cracking a smile for the first time since Eva had arrived.

“I’m serious! I really wish that things had gone better for you.” Eva took a deep breath before continuing. “You didn’t deserve to have your heart ripped out. You’re… actually a really nice girl. You’re always treating the other students so kindly, and you always look out for all of your friends. People would kill to get to know someone like you.”

“How can you sit there and say that I treat everyone kindly when I get into fights with you every damn day?”

“Because I deserve your hatred.” Eva shrugged nonchalantly. “Let’s face it, I’m an asshole. I deserve to be insulted by you.”

“You’re not being an asshole right now, though.” Paige pointed out. “I mean, you’re sitting here giving me compliments when you really don’t have to.” It wasn't even like there were other people around and Eva was trying to maintain an image. The two girls were alone, and no one else was around to hear what Eva had to say. She was genuinely complimenting her.

“Yeah, but… I’m still an asshole. I mean, come on. I’ve been giving you shit all this time because you dress in black. I pick on you for something like that. How can I be anything else but a jackass?”

“Well, it’s not like I’ve been the nicest to you either.” Paige noted. “I mean, I’m always calling you a slut behind your back.”

“ Slut ?” For some reason, Eva was surprised to hear that, although her feelings weren’t hurt. In fact, she even smiled. “Paige, is that the best you’ve got? That’s hardly even an insult to me anymore. If you’re gonna say something so weak, you may as well just say it to my face. I could always use a good laugh.”

“I don’t want to, though!” Paige smiled back at her. “You don’t deserve to be called that. You’re not evil or anything. You’re actually… really sweet.”

“Okay, enough bullshit. You’re just flattering me now.”

“You came out to talk to me -- someone you’re not even friends with -- when no one else did. You didn’t even have to come and find me, yet you did anyway. I think that’s pretty sweet of you.”

“I only came out here because everyone else was obsessing over where you were. I wanted them to shut up.”

“Bull shit !” Paige reached over, playfully hitting her in the arm. “You came out here because you secretly like me.”

“Oh yeah?” Eva decided to fight back. “And you only stayed out here because you wanted to hang out with me! Don’t try and use the rain as an excuse, girl. If you were really that upset, then you wouldn’t have cared what the weather was like!”

“Maybe I--” Paige stopped herself from continuing.

“What? Tell me!”

“Maybe I do like you.” Paige looked down towards the table, trying to avoid Eva’s gaze. “Maybe I did want to hang out with you.”

“I knew it!” Eva clapped her hands together, proud of herself for getting something right. However, she wasn’t able to deny that what Paige said had made her pretty happy. “You want to be my friend, don’t you?”

“Only if you want to be my friend.” Paige shifted her gaze back up to Eva, a small smile on her face.

“I do.” Eva assured, reaching over and grabbing one of Paige’s hands. “I really want to start over from the beginning -- a do-over. Like, completely reintroduce myself. I’m Eva, by the way.”

“And I’m Paige. Nice to meet you, stranger! So glad we’ve never met before just now.” Paige shook the hand that was holding hers. “Oh, hey.” Paige was looking back outside again, and she’d noticed that the rain had stopped, at least for the time being. “We should probably be heading back to the dorms. Don’t want to worry everyone else.”

“Yeah.” Eva quickly stood up, both girls leaving the safety of the arbor and making the trek back to the building.

“... Hey, Eva?” Paige spoke up as they passed by the roses. “Would you, uh… like to come back to my room? Y’know, to hang out?”

“You seriously wanna hang out with me?” Eva was still getting used to the whole ‘friends’ thing.

“I don’t want our conversation to end just because we have to leave. I wanna keep talking to you.”

“Well, if you really want to be with me so badly,” Eva began, trying to cover up her embarrassment (excitement?), “then sure. I’ll come hang out for awhile. Just let me stop by my room quickly so that I can get out of this outfit.”

“No problem.” Paige replied as the two of them went up the few steps in front of the building. “Stop by whenever you’re ready, okay?”

“Okay.” Eva grinned, watching as Paige went inside first. What did she have planned? Bad movie marathon? More shit talking?

In a shocking turn of events, Eva Marie actually found herself excited to get to know Paige.