#bc it's pretty obvious that they pulled it out of their hats.)

[woozisprincess]

How each svt member would react to getting those magnetic couples bracelets

Really adorable, much fluff, a lil spice during Soonyoung's, fem reader, no she/her pronouns used but in Vernon's part reader is referred to as "his girl" and in Hao's part as well.

Saw these on TikTok and thought it was adorable.

Seungcheol

His idea. This man is possessive we know this. During a romantic dinner he pulls out the box and hands it to you. You think it's such a pretty bracelet, and it's clearly expensive. When you go to thank him, he interlocks your finger with his own, and the charm on his suspiciously similar bracelet locks to yours. How cute.

Jeonghan

Also his idea, and when you looked at him a lil odd he asked why you didn't love him. 100% guilt tripped you no questions asked. It wasn't even necessary, he just wanted to. You rolled your eyes at his dramatics, reluctantly agreeing to his obvious schemes. You do love the bracelets, you just don't know why he has to be so extra about it.

Joshua

Loves em. Thinks it is the cutest thing in the world, and loves that you always wanna be connected to him in some way. He already finds you so adorable, he really didn't think that you could get any cuter. He's always been such a big fan of hand holding so you can imagine that this only spurred him on.

Jun

Thinks it's sooooo cute. The idea of couples bracelets with a magnetic charm is so fun to him. He thinks whoever came up with them is a genius. Who wouldn't want to always be connected to the love of their life? He just adores how the magnets immediately attract one another when you two are close.

Hoshi

Oh my god he's obsessed. Sits close just to feel the magnet tug on his wrist, and loves knowing that you can feel it too. Now something other than the strength of his passion for you is physically pulling you together.

Absolutely holds your hand when you make love so he can feel them connect.

Wonwoo

Doesn't understand it but as long as you're happy. Like it's cute but it's literally just a bracelet. A bracelet with a magnetic charm. Why is it so important? But hey, you love them, and you're happy, so he's not gonna complain.

Woozi

Watched in silence as you wordlessly opened the box, grabbed his wrist, and linked each end of the bracelet around his arm. Is gonna say something about how you know he's terrible about wearing jewelry, but instead let out a small gasp when you lift your arm next to his and the half heart shaped charm on your matching bracelet immediately attaches to his. Acts nonchalant. He's never taking it off like ever. You'd have to saw his wrist off of his body.

Dokyeom

Obsessed. The thought of being constantly attached to you pleases him way too much. They were 1000% his idea. Being attached to his sweet baby? The love of his life? You have to remind him that they're just bracelets with magnets. He looks at you betrayed. "They are not just bracelets! They are symbols of our love!" You give him lots of kisses as an apology.

Mingyu

He's blushing like a fool. A complete mess. Tries to be cocky. "You can't bear to be away from me can you?" He's basically on the floor having a heart attack. This is exactly why you bought them. You think he's fucking adorable.

Minghao

"are these handcuffs?" Thinks it's weird. Why are you trying to physically attach yourself to him? Girl I need my space. You look at him all sad and he folds like a lawn chair. "It's fine it's just a bracelet I don't care I'll wear it if you want." Can't help the way his serotonin skyrockets at the pure joy that overtakes you when the magnets connect.

Seungkwan

Teases you relentlessly about how attached to him you are. Is crying on the inside bc you love him. Loves the bracelets tho. He loves matching couples stuff so this only spurs him on to buy more things like it. Now you have matching shoes, matching necklaces, matching earrings, matching hats, etc. you have to tell him to cool it because you're running out of space in your closet and drawers. He buys you another wardrobe.

Vernon

Bought them after you mentioned them. Vernon doesn't know a lot outside of movie trivia, but he sure as hell knows when his girl is hinting for him to buy something. He thinks they're cute but not a big deal at all. Lost it after a week. You're a little sad about it so he ends up buying another set

Dino

Bought them. Basically cried to get you to agree. Not that you didn't want them, you just thought that he was way too serious about them. Loves holding your hand so they connect while you're walking together. He will cry if he sees you not wearing it. Please don't make him cry.

[lnfours]

false god | l.n

summary: we might just get away with it.

warnings: based off of ‘false god’ by taylor swift, brothers best friend!lando, fewtrell!reader, mutual pining, sexual themes, this stupidly hot outfit bc he always looks good in black. also this is kind of trash but i really wanted to get something out for you guys 😩

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the rain was pattering hard against the window in your room, but it was simply background noise as you played music softly from your computer. you hummed quietly to the song playing, your pencil scratching against the notepad before the soft ping let you know you had gotten a text.

lando

you still awake?

you grabbed your phone, unlocking it and typing back.

yea, why? can’t sleep?

a couple of seconds later your phone lit up again, a new message from him appearing on your lockscreen.

yea, still jet lagged.

wanna watch a movie or something? max and p went on a date and left me all alone 😩

you chuckled, typing back a response.

pretty sure that’s the point of a date 🤔

but sure, doors open

he disliked the first message, which made you chuckle before you heard footsteps echo down the hallway. your door creaked open, the brunette joining you on your bed as you closed your notebook. you pushed the things to the side, tossing him the tv remote.

“your pick this time.”

“i thought i picked last time?” he said, hand resting behind his head as the other grabbed the remote. you looked over at him now, the black shirt hugging his muscles perfectly, the black jeans showing off his thighs and the red backwards hat was about to send you into cardiac arrest.

it was a bad idea to look over at him, especially when the crush you’ve had on him had only worsened over the past day or so, just like it did every time he was here.

“mm, no,” you said, “i picked that scary movie last time, remember?”

“oh yeah, the only reason you picked it was because of that hot dude.”

you scoffed, “no!”

he sent you a smirk, “yeah, okay,”

you rolled your eyes and motioned to the tv, “just pick a movie, i’m gonna go make some popcorn. want anything?”

he twisted his lips in thought while you stood up. his eyes traveled over your figure as you put the stuff on your desk, the thin pajama shorts hugging your curves, the oversized hoodie falling down a little bit to return back to the tops of your thighs, you just looked so good to him right now. you always do, but right now especially.

he was quick to look away from your body, eyes meeting yours as you spun around, “just a water, please.”

you nodded, exiting the room and he let go of the breath he didn’t realize he was holding. he wasn’t sure when it had happened, but every time he saw you recently, his chest got tight. he wasn’t supposed to feel this way about his best friends sister, she was off limits. especially to him.

he was lost in thought until the microwave beeping in the kitchen echoed and pulled him out of it, reminding himself that he still had to pick a movie. he scrolled through netflix, settling on one he had seen before but knew you’d like.

you handed him his water, which he thanked you for before you plopped down on the bed. you put the popcorn in the middle of you two before starting the movie.

at some point the popcorn had been moved to the floor, the two of you getting closer and closer without really realizing until his finger bumped against your pinky. you sucked in a shaky breath, waiting to see if he would move it. he did the same, looking down to see if you were going to pull away.

when you didn’t, he made the next move and wrapped his pinky around yours. you didn’t want to make it obvious that you weren’t looking at the movie, but you really wanted to glance over at him.

he did it for you, though, turning and looking at you before bringing a hand up to your jaw, turning your head to look at him. you almost folded, right then and there. your heart beating out of your chest and everything was happening so quickly.

but when you met his soft eyes, glowing in the light of the small lamp you had kept on and the light from the tv, all the nerves washed away, “lando,”

his voice was quiet as he softly pulled away, “sorry, i.. uh, i don’t know-“

you shook your head, grabbing his hand and putting it back on your cheek, “no, it’s okay.”

he nodded, eyes flickering between your eyes and your lips quickly, having a mental debate with himself on wether or not he should take it a step further.

you took matters into your own hands, though. readjusting as you got closer. he watched you intently, his eyes locked on every move, the movie on the tv long forgotten about as the two of you breathed out. his green eyes were piercing right into yours. he leaned in a little closer, pressing his forehead against yours.

“i shouldn’t want to,” he breathed softly, “but i really want to kiss you.”

your teeth sunk into your bottom lip, “maybe you should.”

“it would ruin everything,”

“not if he doesn’t find out.” you were inches apart now, his hands on your hips as you hovered over him. your heart felt like it was going to bust through your rib cage and it was all you could hear as the room fell silent.

it didn’t last long as his voice broke through the tension, “fuck it.”

he nudged your nose with his, meeting your lips in a kiss that sent tingles down your spine. you kissed him back, letting his hands grip you a little tighter as his tongue licked against your bottom lip.

the kiss carried on for a while, neither one of you wanting to pull away when he rolled the both of you over so now he was the one hovering over your frame. his necklace dangled above your chest, lips moving from yours as they peppered kisses against the base of your throat.

“fuck,” he mumbled against your skin, “‘ve wanted this for so long.”

you hummed back, fingers running through the curls on the back of his neck, breathing out a soft, “me too.”

you brought one hand down his spine, gripping at the hem of his shirt as you tugged it up, revealing the soft skin of his back. he understood what you were saying with your movements, pulling the material over his head and tossing it to the floor.

once he turned back to you, it was your turn to have his hands ride up the sweatshirt you were wearing, his fingers soft against your skin. you giggled when he accidentally moved over your ribs, a smirk spreading across his face.

“you’re still ticklish there?”

you nodded, “unfortunately.”

“good to know,” he was definitely going to keep that in mind.

his lips met yours again as he kissed you sweetly, which turned hungry in a matter of a few minutes as he helped you out of the sweatshirt.

however, the sound of the front door closing made the two of you jump apart, lando pausing his movements as he froze above you.

“we’re back!”

“shit,” you mumbled, the footsteps nearing your door as the two of you separated. you pulled the first article of clothing you could find over your head.

“just hide in here till he goes away.” you mumbled, shoving lando towards the closet. he chuckled, but opened the door anyway.

“i like being your little secret,” he teased, “we should do this more often.”

you rolled your eyes, “shut up!”

you closed the door before he could speak again, flopping back on the bed before your bedroom door opened. you looked towards your brother, a soft smile on your face as he held up the container for you.

“brought you back dinner.”

“thanks, you can just put it on the desk.”

he nodded, walking into your room before eyeing you down, “you alright? your hairs a mess and you look frazzled.”

you nodded, smoothing your hair over with your palms, “‘m good, just woke up from a nap.”

he nodded, now his eyes falling to the shirt you were wearing, “is that lando’s shirt?”

you nearly choked, but looked down at the material you had thrown on. sure enough, it was the shirt lando had thrown on the floor a mere ten minutes before your brother rudely interrupted.

“huh, guess so,” you tried to play it cool, “guess it got mixed up in my laundry. just kinda grabbed it earlier.”

he nodded, sending you a look which made it look like he wasn’t totally buying what you were saying, “okay..” you licked your lips nervously, “p and i are gonna watch a movie, you can join if you want.”

you nodded, “yeah, i’ll think about it.”

“oh, is lando home?” max asked, “i had something to ask him.”

he spun on his heels, turning towards the door, but you cut him off before he could investigate himself, “nah, i think he went out.”

your brother nodded, “damn, alright. just let me know if you wanna watch the movie.”

you nodded, “i will, thanks.”

he closed the door behind him on the way out, lando soon opening the closet door quietly to leave the closet. you smirked when his eyes met yours, the two of you breaking out into quiet laughter as he joined you back on the bed.

“you div! you took my shirt instead of your hoodie?”

you laughed softly, “i’m sorry! i grabbed the first thing i could find.”

he smiled, hovering back over you, “you look better in it, anyway.”

“you know where it looks even better?” your arms were slung around his neck now.

“where?” his smile was still on his face.

“the floor,”

he laughed softly, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth, “mind reminding me?”

you hummed, “i guess i could show you.”

[red-doll-face]

Out of the Morgan Brothers, ironically, Abel Morgan is the one with the worst reputation. His twin brother, Arthur, is often the shining star of morality between the two. Though very different, unfortunately their taste in women is much the same, landing on poor you. 

High Honor Arthur Morgan x fem. reader x Low Honor Twin Brother (Abel Morgan) (OC??)

This has probably been done before but I love this idea and I think having two sexy cowboys chasing after you sounds like too good a time to pass up 😊😊😏😏😏😍😍 i just think naming arthur's licheral evil twin abel is so funny, sorry... thanks for reading ! and lemme know if you guys like it bc i definitely have a part 2 ready to go LMAO i wrote like 7 pages of this but thought it was too long 😔😔😔😭😭😭

Warnings: low honor arthur (or his twin i guess) as a warning, some mentions of blood and violence, alcohol

You had never met twins before the Morgan boys, it was a little surreal, the same eyes, the same hair color, the same face and body. But they were extremely different. Arthur was sweet, kind, and patient. He can act the grump that his brother is but he softens much quicker. You like how he greets everyone politely and asks how they’re getting on, does all of his chores. Never have you seen him be rude or perverse with the women, he’s nice to the girls as well as you. He takes after Hosea more than he does Dutch, whom you’ve always preferred, his almost grandfatherly attitude was much more welcoming than Dutch, who liked to act like a lord amongst his servants.

Arthur may still be an enforcer but he gives people second chances, and is more forgiving. However, he doesn’t let people mistake his kindness for weakness.

Abel is the one who is more Dutch like. All power, all strength, he is every bit the brutal enforcer Dutch wants him to be. He gives no quarter, he has no qualms. Nothing about his attitude is put on, he really is mean spirited. If you annoy him, he’s more than grumpy, he becomes irritated easily. Insults and threats are mostly used to keep people at arms length but sometimes it feels as if he’s genuinely having fun, taking advantage of people’s insecurities. You do your best to stay out of his way, keeping your nose down around him. It’s hard to avoid people in a shared space, once or twice he’s perhaps nudged you out of the way and told you to move, no ‘excuse me’ comes from him. But nothing like his harsh criticism for everyone else. Maybe he thinks you are a ditzy girl always standing in his way but you can never be sure.

The only way for you to tell Arthur and Abel Morgan apart is their facial hair and their clothes. Arthur wore cooler colors and wore his facial hair a bit neater, and he wore an old gambler hat that had certainly seen better days. He’s always covered in a layer of fine dust and dirt, working more often than not. Abel dressed several shades darker, deep reds, dark browns, and a pitch black stalker hat. His hair is always just a bit longer than Arthur’s, his facial hair a little more scruffy. Though you don’t get to see him much, it’s obvious he gets into many more physical altercations, always coming home with rough knuckles and blood stained shirts. Sometimes you think he wears red so the blood doesn’t show as easily. But you always know when you’re washing his clothes, the water always turns a deep rusty color.

You like Arthur a lot more anyway. You can tell he has a soft heart under his thin shell, which cracks so much more easily, for those in need, for people he cares about. He never fails to greet you nicely and when he sees you, he tips his hat.

You don’t notice if Arthur likes you, you just think he’s sweet to all the girls the way he is with you but your easy kindness and soft smile pull him in. You catch a peek of him drawing and you compliment his pretty landscapes. The awe in your eyes is making him fall even deeper.

Arthur really takes the courting stance towards trying to get you to notice him and he spends a long time pining after you first. He takes his time talking to you in the morning, bringing you things you mention in passing. He loves to see you smile and hopefully laugh even if it’s at him. He loves to hear you compliment him, he's ready to die happily when you tell him how good he is at something, while spectating a game he’s playing with Lenny, or if he wins a hand of poker.

Abel probably doesn’t even notice you until he sees Arthur talking to you more and more everyday. He doesn’t spend a ton of time around camp so he won’t catch it at first.

All you know about Arthur’s twin brother, Abel is that he’s…different. You probably won't pay him much mind either. You’re just happy he doesn’t spot with you his sharp eagle-like stare. He’s aggressive and evasive. You don’t think he has any of the softness you can see with his brother.

He spends most of his time outside of camp. The chores he does are not many, mostly robbing and hunting. Sometimes, he comes back, covered in blood and drops a stack of bills in the box full of money in the center of camp.

He’s nowhere near as terrible as Micah; in fact he butts beads with Micah more often than not, but the camp air feels lighter when he’s not there. He’s mean and can snap like an alligator at anyone but he mostly treats you like you don't exist. You haven’t seen him be as bigoted or perverse as some of the other men but he has a way of picking people apart, wearing them down. Grating on people’s nerves. He thinks it’s funny when they lash out, especially when he gets into tussles with the other men, he relishes in a good fight.

Abel thinks all of Arthur’s pining and his mooning at you is sort of pathetic, thinks it takes his attention from where he needs to put it; robbing and stealing and killing. It was bad enough with that Mary girl, he can hardly stand to listen to him sigh and watch him send wistful gazes at you. He tries to ply Arthur with alcohol and some broad over at the saloon but Arthur still refuses, fussing over the girl at camp, sweet little you. How you’re always there to say hello to him, how you love to look at his pictures.

Arthur gets drunk and just about starts crying thinking of you. Rambling about you, asking Abel if he thinks he has a chance with you. Abel sighs and takes Arthur back to camp. He does silently wonder what his brother sees in you. You’re not much different from the other girls in camp, perhaps not as boisterous as Karen and you don’t have your head stuck in the clouds like Mary Beth. You aren’t angry and snappy like Sadie or as resourceful and brave as Tilly. In fact he doesn’t know much about you at all.

Abel starts to investigate this woman his brother is getting sweet on. He’s had enough of seeing his stupid grin and his hand bashfully rubbing the back of his neck while he talks to you. He sees how you smile at Arthur, touch him softly on his arm to show gratitude. Let him sit with you when you eat. Arthur’s soft look he gets when he makes you laugh makes Abel want to throw up.

Maybe he wants to see if you’re the kind of girl who’s sweet on everyone, just to get a bit of attention. But you don’t greet him like you do Arthur, perhaps a shy strained smile is all he’ll get from you. You certainly don’t touch his arm, or laugh at him. Sure, you’re polite but you don’t talk to him like you do his brother. It sort of pisses him off. What’s so different between him and his brother? ( a lot ).

Arthur tells you that he’s going out today, he offers to take you with him but you say you have chores to do today and you’ll get in a heap of trouble if you don’t get them done before the end of the day. He nods and he just about explodes when you thank him for the offer and kiss him on the cheek. You’re shy about it but not as bad as Arthur who clears his throat and turns bright red. He keeps turning around before he rides away.

Abel’s been waiting for this, a moment alone without Arthur looming over his shoulder, watching over you like some old hound dog. He stomps on the cigarette he was smoking, pouncing on the opportunity.

He finally has the moment to come up to you while you’re doing some mending. He’s thinking maybe if you’re giving out kisses, he might get in line. The gentle ‘Oh…hi, Abel,’ from your lips and he's under your spell, right next to his brother. You look so cute, looking up at him from where you’re darning some nasty piece of clothing that if it were up to him, you wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. So pretty on your knees, nervous that he’ll lash out at you. He’s immediately thinking of you doing other things on your knees.

His name sounds so nice from your lips and your sweet voice. If he were Arthur he’d be smitten, greeting you politely, asking about your day. Too bad he's not. When he kind of just stares at you, you're confused. You expect him to say something, at least a good afternoon. You prick your finger while nervous and whine but he just smirks and exhales something of a laugh underneath the shadow of his hat before stalking off.

He hadn’t intended to like you as much as he did but he can’t help himself. Abel can’t figure out if he’s just more like his brother than he thought or if he just wants to try his hand at stealing you away from him to wreak havoc on Arthur’s life. Either way, he’s stuck with his brother, chasing after you, Arthur will just have to deal with it.

Thanks so much for reading! any feedback is appreciated 🥹🥹🥹

[yjdrabbles123]

Do you have any Gen getting carsick headcannons like you mentioned from your last fic? Here are some of mine :)

I feel like it would happen semi frequently

Most of the time it would be because Jackie and Mari are reading a story in the back and Gen is trying to be included but ends up sick

She wouldn’t really say anything but she’d cry to herself

Mari screaming when she throws up but still patting her back

Jackie yelling to Van (or whoever’s driving) that Gen “frowed up” over and over again to make sure they know

Gen staring at everyone teary eyed and lip quivering like this emoji lol 🥺

Jackie patting Gen’s lap with a tissue (it’s making the mess worse but it’s calming Gen down so Van is fine with it)

Van helping Gen out of the car on the side of the road, then all the other yjs are wanting to get out too. Tai struggling to keep them in their seats

Oooh i didnt think anyone would pick up on the gen thing because she gets less attention generally so yay that you did! I can absolutely imagine Gen getting made worse by insisting on trying to read in the car but also i feel like she gets carsick even without it, and she and EVERYONE knows it but Gen gets embarassed about it so she tries to pretend shes fine to do whatever the others do. Eventually Mel and Tai tell Gen that if she doesnt stop trying to read in the car, they're going to change her car spot so she's away from Jackie and Mari bc she cant be trusted AND although she'll never be punished for getting sick, she will be if she actively MAKES herself sick. Gen feels really bad and is crying before the conversation finishes but she does at least stop trying to read in the car, although it ALSO makes her so much more anxious about getting sick and Tai wishes they hadn't said anything.

I love Mari making a massive fuss but also wanting to comfort her. She and Jackie would absolutely be the ones to tell everyone, although itd be pretty obvious. Gen crying is really sad, poor baby- Mel would be the main person to comfort her (and Gen has thrown up in Mel's hat a couple of times which is a sign of their unbreakable bestie bond)

I think everyone would need to get out of the car after Gen throws uo- esp bc Mari would start saying that now SHE feels sick and is definitely going to throw up if she stays in the gross car. So everyone gets out of the car, Gen gets cleaned up, the car gets cleaned up. The others dont enjoy Gen getting sick but they dont mind the break in the journey, like Im imagining Lottie asking Gen hopefully if she thinks shes gonna get sick when they go past a field of horses or Van asking if Gen feels ok when theyre going past blackberry bushes. Gen has even once or twice been coerced into saying she feels sick when they're going past something fun like an icecream stall or funfair but it doesnt work: Nat says that Gen definitely cant have icecream when shes sick so obviously no one else gets it either.

Van gets good at picking up on the things that make Gen feel more likely to get sick and they take a lot of breaks so she can have fresh air. Shes also been told a ton of times that no one will be mad at her for asking to pull over but she does still sometimes get anxious about it, esp if theyre running late or theres nowhere good to stop.

Shauna and Mari once had a minor argument over who had to sit next to Gen on a trip and potentially get thrown up over- Shauna began it but Mari carried it on- but when they catch Gen looking absolutely distraught and tearing up, they feel so so bad.

The trunk of the car always has fresh clothes that can be utilised by anyone who needs them, which everyone knows about. Mel also buys Gen a new stuffed animal that lives in the car trunk- its a mint scented one because mint helps with nausea- which Gen gets to cuddle with after she gets sick because after throwing up, shes always so sad and teary.

Tai buys Gen those ginger candies that help with nausea and that starts everyone else claiming to feel sick too because they also want candy. When she or Van or Shauna are driving, they're all 'No way are you all car sick at the same time, stop trying to scam candy you fakers' whereas Lottie, Jackie and Nat are MASSIVE pushovers and they go through a whole pack in a single journey bc everyone is snacking on them XD

[kindalikerackham]

alright. I suppose it's time. ty to @melancholic-megafauna for chatting this out with me so I could detangle some thoughts

Let's talk about Zack Addy

So. Here's the thing about Zack. Here's what I think makes his Apprentice arc so emotionally evocative, for better and worse: it's the Gormogon's handwaved logic. Walk with me here.

Like any good mystery series, Bones is a show that is obsessed with the facts of a case. From the very beginning, solving nearly any case takes three components: 1) You need the forensic evidence gathered by the squints, building the physical facts of the scenario 2) You need the social context gathered by Booth (and later Brennan and Sweets) building the social reasoning. This almost always ends in: 3) A confession that pulls the reasoning together, wrapping it up in a nice little bow for Caroline.

The finale of season 3 is different. Zack's confession does not resolve the reasoning. Booth's explanation glides over the specifics of Zack Addy (Instead, he's a "weak personality"). Although Gormogon's reasoning is supposedly airtight to a kid who prides himself on reasoning, we don't get to know what insecurity was exploited. He's just vulnerable. Unspecifically emotionally vulnerable.

This gap, the perpetrator's/Zack's emotional logic, is one that would usually get tidied up by the end of the episode. But it's just painted over.

By leaving it open, amorphous, Bones defies not only it's own formula, but also its characteristic exhaustive search for the whole truth of a scenario.

We do not get to know what the Gormogon said to Zack. We don't get to know!! We don't get to know what flattery got him to miss a step. We don't get to know what grand picture Zack's helping. We don't get to know what contradictions of Zack Addy that Gormogon observed and exploited, save the Spock contradiction (the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, or the one, except when they don't).

This gaping wound of "what got him to this place" serves its primary goal exceedingly well: the team (as well as the audience) is left reeling, struggling to review what they know about him, what they missed, how they could have failed him. It's the bone-deep shock of realizing you lost a family member to a cult right under your nose. In doing this, they honor each character's relationship with Zack. We feel the loss and nonsensicality of it all. In that way, it's a fitting sendoff for a primary character.

At the same time, that gap in logic takes the show's most stereotypical autistic character from a social coming of age arc to a serial killer's accomplice. In one tap dance of logic, he's gone from being a character about the show's thesis (off-putting doesn't mean evil) to a character about the insidiousness of evil. He's gone from a character growing into being a moral man to being both victim and perpetrator. And we, the audience, are no longer there with him.

This gap in the social logic leaves future plot to explore, but it's mostly just set to rest for seasons and seasons. It's a gaping wound without a suture, a part of the team ripped out and left unsewn.

All in all, it was a strong choice to make, and I think that's something to respect. You have to give it that, whether you think it's justified or not.*

*I started thinking about this bc this was the point my mom and I stopped watching Bones as it came out. Zach was a really important character to a parent who worked as a tech with autistic kids and had a probably autistic kid (me) at home. It's personal to me.

As a caveat about whether it's justified, it's pretty obvious that this arc is rushed, and there's a few different reasons I know about for it. The writers strike truncated the season, Zach's actor wanted to leave, and the Gormogon plot had an apprentice betrayal arc they were building in (one that they could twist to fit Zach). That in mind, it's impressive that they pulled this out of their hat.

[wooahaes]

the aftermath of trick-or-treating

pairing: non-idol!jeonghan x gn!reader

genre: fluff. single dad!jeonghan au.

word count: 0.7k~

warnings: candy mention. slightly suggestive comments from jeonghan that lead nowhere (he's just here to tease a little hehe). single dad jeonghan (bc hes. cute :( <3)

daisy's notes: @twogyuu hi holly

The sound of tiny feet running around your home was enough to tell you that Jeonghan had finished trick-or-treating with his daughter. And if that hadn’t been enough to clue you in, the weight of your soon-to-be step-daughter throwing herself into your lap definitely was.

Jeonghan had chuckled to himself as he made his way inside, carrying that neon orange plastic pumpkin in one hand and his daugther’s coat in the other, a bag hanging off of his shoulder. “Ha-eun,” he called out, “be careful with the pumpkin hat.”

(You didn’t fail to notice that Jeonghan donned a pair of kitty ears—Ha-eun could get her way with puppy dog eyes any day.)

She merely let out a giggle, hugging you tight, her squishy pumpkin costume folding around her. She’d peeked up to your TV, noticing the frozen still on the screen. “What are you watching?”

“Nothing, baby,” you pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Scary things for adults. Can I see your pretty costume?”

With a gasp, she began to beam at the idea of showing off the costume Jeonghan had bought her. She hopped up, slowly turning around to show off the soft orange dress with little details to make it obvious it was a pumpkin—lines down it and leaves around the neckline. Jeonghan had painted her face to look like a jack-o-lantern, too. Jeonghan had told you that she picked it out herself after a long bout of deliberation at the store. She wasn’t sure whether she wanted to be a princess, a pumpkin, or a skeleton this year. He’d tried to suggest that she could be all three if she went to Uncle Cheollie and gave him her puppy dog eyes, but she’d merely giggled and decided she would be a pumpkin because she’s always a princess (as told to her by Uncle Shua).

“How cute,” you mused aloud, smiling to yourself. Jeonghan had made his way over, settling into the spot next to you. 

He called out to her, picking up the tiny backpack that clearly belonged to her, “Why don’t you get changed? I’ll come help you wash off the paint and we can watch Halloween movies together.”

Ha-eun was strikingly mature for her age, and agreed easily due to the promise of movies (and snacks—she knew snacks would always be included in that promise). She ran off to get changed in your bedroom, the door shutting a moment later, and Jeonghan immediately turned to steal a kiss from you.

“I nearly took her to Joshua’s for tonight,” he mumbled. “I’ll just have to give you your treat later—”

Only for you to laugh, smacking at his arm. The two of you had agreed on this weeks ago: there was no way he was going to change his mind and deny Ha-eun of her movie night with her second favorite person in the world (... don’t tell Cheol or Shua that, though, Jeonghan had told you immediately after he spilled that little bit of information to you. Or Seungkwan, for that matter.), especially after you already made snacks. Jeonghan pulled away after pressing a second peck against your lips, pulling out a piece of candy from his pocket and pressing it into your hand.

“Ha-eun doesn’t like this kind,” he said, winking at you. “I stole it from the bucket when she wasn’t looking.” 

She’d never know it was missing either way, but you liked the way Jeonghan smiled at you like he was getting away with something. He got up to put the popcorn in the microwave, fetching the snacks you had made as you jot down the timestamp in the horror movie you’d been watching before changing it to something more family-friendly. Maybe you would forego the timestamp entirely and watch the movie with Jeonghan after you put Ha-eun to bed for the night. You heard the sound of his daughter coming back out of your room, calling out to her dad that she was ready to wash the facepaint off. All too soon, she had settled between the two of you again for movies.

And just as soon, she’d fallen asleep on top of you, exhausted from the exciting day. Jeonghan merely took the opportunity to lean over, smiling into the kiss he stole from you, all with the taste of candy on your lips.

taglist: @twancingyunhao @wonuziex @staranghae @synthetickitsune @weird-bookworm

[kiliofdurinsline]

Fanime 2025 Con Crunch Time

So this time last year I made a couple of really stupid choices re: cosplay plans for Fanime (added an entire other cosplay last minute, hadn't done any prep but still insisted on also doing my multiple Tifa cosplays), and I also made a couple of really smart choice re: cosplay plans for Fanime (bought various clothing items to adjust for said new cosplay, frankenstein'd a fake skirt for Tifa out of a front panel attached to shorts)

This year, I swore to myself that I wouldn't go into con crunch, and that I would have my cosplay progress done throughout the year. That... didn't happen, so instead of a whole new costume like I had planned, I'm re-vamping last year's Tifa costumes to make sure they fit and are more comfortable and look overall better than they did last year!

So far I've finished washing, detangling, and fully restyling the wig (which was a rushed mess that I learned to do on-the-fly last year; this year I've spent a year studying up and making plans and attempting to execute them and re-working plans when they failed)!

That restyling took it from this on the left, to this on the right!

Wig progress pics below the cut:

So step one was washing the wig - it had a ton of got2b glued spray and gel in it from last year, and regular hairspray, and ngl sweat bc AX was hot as fuck and everyone was sweating a lot there (heatwave in LA during 4th of July weekend, who'd have thought lol). After washing was base detangling, which still didn't fully detangle it tbh, it was pretty bad after both Fanime and AX from 2024 (i wore this wig 5x across those two cons, and 2 of those had a hat crammed onto it for Tifa's Ever Crisis Lifeguard outfit as well, which did not help lol)

After washing and detangling, I moved on to crimping. Crimping all the hair (sans the bangs and front pieces) took about 3 hours in sum total, and allowed me to fully remove all the remaining tangles and knots that were deep in the layers of the wefts.

After that was styling! I started off by pulling it into the base style to see what my game plan was - if this didnt get the hair to a total thickness that I liked, i had planned on making an interior structure with batting to be stitched to the wig's base that the hair would be glued onto and styled over to keep it in the proper shape and give additional thickness; i may still do that in the future if this doesn't survive the weekend well, but I am happy overall with the volume of this wig!

Then I straightened the very top layer of hair with my baby straightener - I used a very small one specifically so I could easier get just that very top layer and remove as little crimping as possible. Because this wig already came with a lot of layers, I did have to turn the straightener so that the hair curled down slightly as I straightened it bc pulling it smooth made the synthetic hairs fly up and out of place!

then I pulled the hair into the base ponytail and divided the bottom end into two; those two pieces were each tied off with their own hair tie, then teased to give them extra volume and more shape. I didn't have tiny black rubber bands to tie them off with; my dad suggested i try zip ties and clip them close, but the seal was still visible on the ends, so i used those to hold them in place while i tied them off with several loops of thread (we'll see how that survives). Then the tips were sealed with got2b glued gel, and the ends were sprayed down with got2b glued spray!

I did try a tulle cover for this to keep it from tangling and coming undone; however, because this hairstyle is so dynamic and loose and full, it really just looked like a bag over the hair LOL it was too obvious; that's a much better tactic for flat pieces laid over a wig, or for pigtails like Usagi Tsukino's, or braids like Aerith Gainsborough's. Someday when I revamp my Aerith cosplay or finally do Sailor Moon, that tactic will be helpful; for Tifa? not so much.

Last piece to do was the red tie; i had bought a strip of red faux leather ribbon and I tied that around the hair ties (which also squeezed those end pieces back together and made them look a little more natural). I then stitched it to itself using one of the half-circle needles that comes with the wig styling kits you can get online!

The bangs thankfully didn't need too much styling; the front chunk of loose hair she has on her right side was given the crimping-then-teasing treatment and tied off at the end and sprayed to make it stick to itself better, since that fell apart at AX last year, and I trimmed a weft off the bangs that made them too big last year. They'll need some touch-up when I do a full costume test later this week, but for now, this wig is ready to go!

[bright-and-burning]

Ok but tell me more about Lando/alex/lily please because I am very intrigued

ok SOOOOOOO. sorry this took me a literal Month to get to i had to wait until i had the energy to gather sources djkfjal

two of these edges (not to pull out graph theory vocab. but.) are pretty self explanatory. well actually. ok ONE of these edges (alex/lily) (technically that just links to my lily tag bc i dont really post her unless it's alex/lily stuff and i never got around to properly tagging. my b) is incredibly self explanatory. for obvious reasons. and personally i feel like lando/alex is self explanatory but i understand not everyone has had their third eye opened. like... there's so much to chew on there. obviously you have the childhood hero worship of it all, very key very key but then you have like, alex's grandma running into lando in the airport and getting a photo (and later, a signed hat). you have 2020 mutual shenanigans, but you also have alex doing... whatever he's doing here in 2022. and then you hit more contemporary times... anyways now that i've basically linked my entire 2304 tag. let's get to the THIRD EDGE!

there's very little here beyond what i already said in my og post really. but there are CASTLES IN MY MIND!! we have GOLF! lando loves golf... lily loves golf... lando golfs with alex... lily golfs with alex... (im sure there's a better example for that somewhere but im not looking for it, my golf is the mind killer tag is not very thorough or maintained. WAIT THE VEGAS PHOTO DUMP HAS THEM REALLY GOLFING). lando wears papaya mclaren merch... lily wears papaya mclaren merch... i also just think the sheer amount of roasting with the three of them in a room would be enough to accelerate climate change. lily clowns on alex so hard. alex clowns on lily. lando most definitely clowns on alex. alex most DEFINITELY clowns on lando. i dont even need to link anything for that i feel like.

all in all there's not a ton here. to be fair. but i am willing to die on this hill

[thekimspoblog]

Some clarification on the FotD series.

A fan complained that the plot of my "Fantasy of the Day" series for the BCS/McWexler fandom was really hard to follow. And that's... not their fault at all; the plot is hard to follow because there really isn't one singular plot.

The Premise: The first thing that you need to understand, is that the FotDs are just fluff-n-angst snippets I pull out of a proverbial hat. Usually, I come up with the idea for a scene which would look cool, and fill out the details of the backstory later. So if one of the stories in my posts comes across as vague or self-contradictory, that's why; I'm making it up as I go. And usually instead of better explaining a premise, I'll just move onto another one.

The Setting: Season 1 of my "Slippin' Kimmy" fanfic has a more set-in-stone story arc: In a single sentence, Kim joins a cult. Season 1 is set in rural Wyoming between the fall of 2016 and the spring of 2017, but most of the FotDs are set anytime between 2017 and Kim's eventual death. I have no strong opinions yet for what should happen in Season 2, and so the FotDs are all just spitball ideas for plots which might happen. It's a running gag how frequently Kim is forced to uproot her life and move to a new city, so an FotD might be set anywhere in the world.

The Main Character: Kim has been promoted to the occupation of "fixer" in the Breaking Bad universe. Her updated business card reads "Wexler-McGill: Image Consulting", but her services run the gauntlet of: off-the-record legal advice, schmoozing politicians and business people, orchestrating media circuses and publicity stunts, hiring hacktivists, delivering mysterious packages, laundering money, bookkeeping for philanthropic organizations, bodyguard work, P.I. work, sabotaging weapons manufacturing facilities, organizing protests, smuggling Mifepristone and Estradiol into red states, renovating and flipping failing shopping malls and entertainment venues, and much more miscellaneous espionage. Assassinations are a line which Kim will never cross willfully, but she is frequently caught in the crossfire when white-collar criminals try to take eachother out.

The Romantic Lead: Jimmy's story is over, but he's not willing to ever leave her, so he has no choice but to come along for the ride. He's finally living the dream of going into business with his wife, and he joins her on roughly half her adventures, but at this point excitement is something he could take or leave. He takes pride in playing the role of the homemaker, and his love for his children often motivates him to be the voice of caution. He supports and agrees with Kim's so-called "Revolution" - the subversion of unjust laws, the redistribution of wealth, the sabotaging of hate-groups - but whenever the heat gets too hot, he will make the tough but pragmatic decision for one or both of them to go into hiding again. Kim is wearing some golden plot-armor in this story, but Jimmy's mortality looms over almost every FotD. Not only does Jimmy simply want to make the most of how ever much time he has left, but there is a palpable threat that sooner or later he will be stuffed into a freezer for the sake of creating drama for Kim. If they could have it their way, they'd explore the cosmos forever as a pair of ageless trickster gods, but the spouses both know that in all likelihood she will outlive him.

The Prodigy: In this spin-off, Jimmy and Kim have two children; Iris and Fille. The oldest child, Iris, is barely even my OC; they are the most obvious answer to the question "What would the McWexler baby be like?". All their best and worst qualities in one precocious brunette imp. Quick-witted and silver-tongued, a born performer with sticky fingers, both figuratively and literally. Iris comes out as non-binary in their preteens and is accepted pretty immediately, but for the record any FotD which refers to Iris as "she/her" is canonically an example of their parents misgendering them because they didn't know any better. While Kim is out doing her adult career of... being the protagonist in an AMC series, Jimmy and Iris spend most days doing their best impressions of Moses Pray and Addie Loggins. Admittedly, Jimmy could be doing more to teach Iris respect for the rules as well, but there's something more sinister going on with the dynamic between Kim and Iris. Kim wants Iris to be prepared for whatever life throws at them, and to a certain extent she wants to see Iris continue her work, and because of that Iris shoulders a heavy burden. Kim is for the most part vindicated; Iris grows up to be a survivor and a forager, even as a drought deals a killing blow to American democracy, and they do follow in their mother's footsteps as best they can, but it's still bitter-sweet.

The Black Sheep in a Family of Wolves: Like I said, the FotDs are just random snippets pulled anywhere from a broad-strokes timeline, and because of that the ages of the children vary wildly. However Fille (pronounced "Philly") is consistently written as being two years younger than Iris, and in many fantasies, the children are between six and four. Even at an early age, not much is known about Fille because she is an introverted child, but as she gets older, this evolves into being a clear foil to Iris. Where Iris will talk your ear off, Fille listens patiently and only speaks up when something is truly wrong. Where Iris will bend the truth just for fun, Fille's silence should never be interpreted as a love for secrets. Iris's moral code is flexible so long as altruism and self-interest overlap; Fille's morality is rigid to the point of being childish, but at least it keeps her out of trouble. Iris loves meat, whereas Fille... honestly, Kim respects Fille's conviction to vegetarianism... but it was a phase Kim went through once upon a time too, and she grew out of it.

The Villain: This is probably where most of the confusion is stemming from. In Season 1 of SK, Caleb Dawson and the Riverton Unitarian Interfaith Church are the antagonists, but by the end of the season, Dawson is dead, his henchwoman Mary is at large, and Kim has taken control of the Church's resources. I haven't quite decided what will become of the loose thread with Mary, but the Church's money and credibility will only last until shorty after Fille is born (2 years). Beyond that point, I don't have any specific Big Bads lined up. Kim will follow the trajectory of getting into bed with shady characters (this time to push an agenda), enjoying working with/for this client for a stint, then eventually having to defeat them in a battle of wits when the alliance goes sour but the villain won't let Kim back out of her contract because she knows too much. Let's face it; this was always Breaking Bad's formula. When it comes to the FotDs, sometimes I'll just steal villains-of-the-week wholecloth from other similar tv shows.

The Vibe: The villains all blur together after a while for Kim. As do the schemes she does, both for and against them. Just like the places she visits: one night she might be seeing opera in Tokyo, the next she and her family have had their assets frozen and are sleeping in their car. One night, they're caretakers of a too-trusting hippy's goat farm, the next she's alone sleeping on the cold cement of some kingpin's dungeon. The point of the FotDs is to juxtapose the opulent world of murder and intrigue with the peace and quiet of the domestic life Kim is trying to defend against all external threats. In her most caricatured form, Kim Wexler is a 90's pantsuit archetype who, by some cosmic mistake, lived to see the 2020's. She's a pragmatist; she knows what she values and she keeps her attention on those things. In "Better Call Saul", she never quite figured out a good work-life balance, but last time around, she had put her faith in institutions which didn't value her time or share her priorities; this time she's only trusting herself to manage the resources. The American Dream may be crumbling, but she is still determined to "have it all".

@somethin-stupid-67 @joshgoodman @slippinximi @richeeduvie

[iantimony]

twoweeker tuesday: redux

im really making a trend of two-weekin these huh. gonna try to Not do that bc it makes me way less likely to actually do it lol. speed-posting this before bed (and before the melatonin kicks my ass, i'm trying to reset my sleep sched a bit)

listening: hozier unreal unearth. sammy rae & the friends. leaving this pretty sparse because i don't want to dig back through my history for the past two weeks and that's definitely the bulk of it. some notes from the Release Radar(tm) that i like: good luck, babe! - chappell roan bell - rob blivion waiting. - pater ...all (feat jake clemons, live) - grouplove i had not my hat - tom rosenthal april 8, 2024: the great north american eclipse - sleeping at last (!!!) too sweet - hozier flea - st vincent lil' freak - bbno$

reading: finished the main bit of scum villain! i'm reading the extras now. officially read all three mxtx books

watching: FINISHED SERIAL EXPERIMENTS LAIN. i have so many thoughts. i was in delta-orionis' dms about it a bit but my ass has so many Notes. many thoughts. gnosticism mostly but also the obvious tech-as-extension-of-self throughline. idk it was a very weird show and i definitely need to re-watch it to let it sink in a little more.

playing: no games but a lot of horn! i have an audition tomorrow for the fall's campus ensembles, i am...not super confident about it tbh, unsurprisingly i am not back to where i was pre-pandemic so my upper range and endurance is still really crunchy.

making: i keep forgetting to charge my phone before pottery so it keeps. dying. so i made quite a few new things the past few weeks but no photos of those - i did Crack the Code a bit, so now i can more reliably get things shaped in a conscious way. basically i was sitting too far forward so when i was pulling the walls up i was actually doing it at an angle, if i sit with my nose over the center of the pot it's all *chef kiss* beautiful. anyways here's a few glaze related pics. a lot of disappointment unfortunately.

1. my fucked up teacups. god im so mad about these. they were supposed to be a cool grey-green with a white flower, and matte. it is None Of These Things. idk will get redone. big mad.

2. bowl and mug that both got bubbles because i misread the glaze labels - they're both mayco glazes that are optimized for cone 05, not cone 5, so the both the color is not as good as i thought and also the surface variation is. not great. the bowl is acceptable, it's mirror blue, it went through the kiln again and the bubbles evened out (pic is from before), and plus it's on the outside - i just put plain white on the inside - so it's fine. the mug is a little more problematic. it was green slip sgraffito with evergreen fir over top, and i really love the color effect, but there's some small bubbles along the rim...this glaze was marked as food safe in a way that the mirror blue is Not so i thought it would be fine but. well. i'm hoping nuking it in the kiln again will smooth those out.

3. One Good Thing: trying a new glaze technique! someone in my studio does this gorgeous thing where she paints on flowers with underglaze, then covers them with liquid latex to paint on the background, and finally peels off the latex. it always comes out sooo nice, so when i ordered some more underglaze i went ahead and added liquid latex to cart too :3 this is just the flowers, i will be adding the background tomorrow!

eating: uhhh good cauliflower vegetarian shawarma thing that i refused to make unless we added a can of chickpeas because where in the fuck is the protein. tonight was a miso-butter chicken with radishes that we added potatoes and onions to. both sheetpan recipes so im def a fan of those now.

misc: ouuuugh. augh. oughghghg. i need to be done with homework forever please god. i have like...7? 8? total hws left between my two classes. and then i am Done With Classes. mentally gearing up to do my preliminaries at the end of the summer. not to doxx myself but ouch. basketball yesterday. Pain. the eclipse yesterday WAS unreal. oh my god. i drove to [redacted] very small town about 40 minutes from me and it was perfect. so glad i avoided the Big City, although that's where my roommate and her mom went and apparently the traffic was fine, but i'm definitely glad to have been in a less crowded zone. i get it now. i want to take that feeling i had watching totality and eat it and keep it with me forever. i was with friends. the weather was perfect. it was beautiful.

[lovinglin]

Infodump regarding each member in the Cyberpunk AU below the cut bc it's rather lengthy by how many ppl there is HSJAHSJS 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

Nene

One of the first few members who joined the group (that was started by Darnell, who she was close with) to become an Edgerunner.*

(*Just another term for being a mercenary of sorts. They work on the edge of legal and illegal.)

Has pretty minimal cyberware. Most of it being for aesthetics (her eyes are the most obvious). She does get a few upgrades but that's plot related and takes place at a later date.

Super skilled in close combat (it's her preference too). Knives, daggers and the likes are her best friends. She's still able handle firearms, but only uses them as a back-up.

Acts pretty much the same as canon for being loud, sharp-tongued and extreme in her actions. But she's still loyal to those she cares for (like their group), and supported Pico whenever she can when he first joined.

Lara

Joins the group after being recruited by Cassette Girl. The latter is the one who teaches her the ropes of being an Edgerunner as well.

Despite being an Edgerunner, she serves mostly as the group's secondary Netrunner.*

(*Netrunner's are basically hackers, able to hack through systems and people's minds with their own.)

Medium amounts of cyberware. Most of it built into her for Netrunning. (Additionally, her mask is just a mask so she's able to take it off still).

Serves as extra back-up for fighting as well. Not as skilled as Nene when it comes to close combat, but manages. Her main weapon is a chrome-like wire that's thin and sharp enough to slice her opponents. It's built into both of her wrists.

Often viewed as quiet and reserved (which she can be at times), but still has a mischievous and playful side to her just like Nene.

Cassette Girl (nicknamed Cass)

Joined the group around the same time as GF and BF. She serves as the group's main Netrunner.

Has above medium amounts of cyberware. Most of it for aesthetic and entertainment purposes (she's a walking cassette player after all). The rest is for Netrunning.

Her hat is actually cyberware and part of her body, so don't try to pull it off of her because it won't.

Leaves the actual fighting to the rest of the gang. Her method of "fighting" is through hacking into people's minds and shutting them off. Though if necessary, she carries a gun around her just in case.

Chill and very relaxed to be around. Can be quite playful too if she's in a good mood. Though, most of the time you'll see her smoking and minding her own business.

Girlfriend (GF)

Joined the group but really had no reasons to do so considering she was financially secure because of parents, but did so because of Boyfriend.

Not only that but she serves as the group's main source for intel, considering her parents are quite popular in the city. She's the one who usually lands them their gigs, with a bit of assistance of course.

Very minimal chrome. Mostly for aesthetic and entertainment purposes.

Prefers to stay out in the fighting, but will participate if necessary. Has some skills in close combat (for self-defense) and handling firearms (was taught to her by the others).

Very sweet and kind, though maybe a little naive too since she was sheltered by her parents. But she's learning as she goes.

Boyfriend (BF)

Joined the group to become an Edgerunner and earn more money for himself.

Medium amounts of cyberware. Mostly for aesthetic and entertainment purposes, especially his mask. It's part of his face and serves as his "mouth," but he can still take it off and replace it with a regular mouth.

Serves as extra firearm. Prefers ranged combat but has some skills in close combat too. The wire of his mic actually functions the same way as Lara's wire, but it's not as thin.

Can either be the loudest mf alive or the quietest. The latter usually happens during missions since he's small and pretty stealthy.

Darnell

The group's "main leader." The one who formed it as a way to get by better as an Edgerunner.

High amounts of chrome. He's decked out to the max as he's the main protector of the group. But also just so he could protect himself.

Skilled in ranged combat. Has quite the bunch of firearms on his person, whether it be installed in him or is on him. And yes he has a flamethrower somewhere in there.

Pretty chill, sometimes jokingly the "dad figure" of the group. But he can be just as chaotic as the next person. If you're on good terms with him then all is good.

Pico

Joined the group last. He was recruited in by Lara through... unexpected circumstances.

Minimal chrome (at first). Though, the only chrome he had at first was something of military grade, and that's not something to just shrug off easily. The reason why and how he got it? Well, curiosity killed the cat and all that.

Extra firearm. Learning the ropes as an Edgerunner through Darnell and the others. Prefers ranged combat.

Serious and reserved, mostly because of how shit his life got. But he's quite kind to those he cares for.

"BB" (Real name Michael)

Joined the group after and because of BF. He wanted to look out for his brother, and thought he could earn some extra money for them too.

Medium amounts of chrome. Mostly for medical reasons, but he does have some for aesthetic and entertainment purposes.

Stays out of the fights at all costs. He's their designated driver and that's final. Drives them to the locations of their missions since he knows the City quite well. He still caries some kind of weapon on him to protect himself.

Very chill but also fun to be around. Even if he struggles to feel emotions sometimes, he tries to uplift the atmosphere around him by being playful.

[whoslaurapalmer]

so i really like the 1960 ocean's eleven (for obvious reasons. look at that cast.) but my brother doesn't like it at all (he agrees sinatra was an incredible actor, but not in ocean's eleven, and is bothered by the real lack of motivation and plot. i just like the rat pack out to have a good time, and that sinatra famously said he just wanted to pull the heist irl.) so i was really surprised when he said he wanted to watch the 2001 remake!!

and then i got invested and made NOTES

-it was a lot of fun!! -I really. REALLY. fucking love heist movies. across the board, heists are so damn fun, in any movie era -uggg the 2000s era heist movie is so slick and colorful. just GORGEOUS

-was surprised that danny's motivation is pretty much strictly about his love for tess -- it's simple, but effective, honestly almost incredibly effective, does what it needs to for the characters, it just also threw me for a loop after danny and rusty's Hardcore Intense Sexual Tension -YOU WATCH THAT CARD GAME SCENE AND TELL ME THAT'S NOT FOREPLAY. I DARE YOU. I WAS STUNNED. -me, while eating dinner as we're watching: /i can't say this out loud but god i have never seen two characters with more They've Fucked energy in my life -- wait you want me to believe his motivation is strictly tess????? I mean. alright sure fine but They've Fucked, ted griffin. and they will fuck again -DID YOU GET THE COOKIES I SENT YOU?? -THE WAY THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER!! THEY WAY THEY STAND NEXT TO EACH OTHER!!!!! THE FULL CONVERSATIONS WITH BARELY ANY DIALOGUE!!

-carl reiner was there!!!!! love carl reiner. god his little bucket hat omg

-i think george clooney is a good choice to fill a sinatra role. they go in relatively opposite directions (although sinatra's danny ocean is also divorced and you see his ex-wife throughout the movie, but she's not a central motivator at all) but he's, george clooney. not on par with sinatra but like.........that's george clooney

-I knew they'd get away with it. in the original, they do NOT get away with it, bc it was 1960, and the way it works out so that they don't get away with the money is actually incredibly well-done to me. and again it was 1960, getting away with the heist would have been rare. But in 2001? oh of course your movie heist will be successful.

-and i like that it's successful! It works here. There's a lot to discuss though in the heist/caper/crime movie about the narrative place of success, in a story centered on, usually, greed, but greed is not the central motivator here -- for terry benedict, for sure, but not for danny -greed is, i think, technically the motivator in the original, or not necessarily greed but Just Out To Have A Good Time which still at the time circles back around to mostly straight monetary gain

-oh! my brother liked this one a lot too!! i was happy he did bc it would've really sucked if he didn't. would have also been kinda funny though, sorry joel. but he was more pleased with this one plot-wise than the original.

-i feel obligated though to stress that sinatra really WAS an incredible actor, and so was dean martin!! so was like, all of the rat pack!! they're just not on, uh, super top form in ocean's eleven. -the original is still a very fun movie too, though. the ending always makes me laugh. just the way it works out. it's so!!! aaaaaaaa. -horrible for the characters. hilarious for the audience.

so then i watched ocean's twelve by myself, mostly bc i was curious if specific ideas i was seeing in a variety of fics had any canon backing or were purely fanon invention (the verdict -- unless people are pulling from deleted scenes or scripts, which i also went through, to the best of my ability?? fanon. fascinating.) (especially seeing multiple people include those details!! the way fanon spreads is delightful but also horrifying.) (but now i'm seeing them to the point where i'm wondering, did i in fact miss something, or are these details really truly fanon? fuck, who knows.) (see, the last time i saw something in multiple fics (in a different media) that i thought was fanon, it turns out, that delightfully precious and sentimental detail everyone was putting in WAS canon. so, man, i don't know.)

-very ambitious, plot-wise? like.......there's a LOT going on in ocean's twelve, to the point of almost too much? at least in comparison to the first movie, which was much more straight forward, and honestly that's not BAD, like i think the complexity weighed twelve down just a little -not necessarily to make a bad movie, but just...........not quite as tight as the first one -i LIKE the main center as terry benedict's revenge on them all, though. that's peak. but then adding in europol, and the master thief, and night fox, and they're all sort of contained together, honestly, idk i think it's just a little too complicated -and then the actual egg theft being entirely different, but with very little hints to it in the first place besides the focus on the bag? -i get hints of the sting (1973) in the ocean's series and even the sting let you have a little more than THAT -things went so well for them in the first movie overall that i see the need for the second time around to have more difficulty, otherwise it's like what's the point if it goes relatively smoothly both times, but, idk, i just don't think that's the angle i would have taken, in my onion, to put in the whole europol etc line

-i don't know if benedict's revenge would have stood on its own, although it absolutely may have, but it also wouldn't have had to, bc i think, like the first movie, the other half should have been character work -because the first movie is evenly split between 'heist' and 'danny ocean's interpersonal relationships' and moves like a dream, honestly -so the other half in twelve being tess and danny navigating their relationship even three years in? WOULD'VE BEEN CHEF'S KISS -i wanted to see so much more of tess in twelve omg :( -and also bc we've all met me, how danny and tess' relationship intersects with rusty. ideally. it wouldn't have actually happened but IDEALLY. danny and rusty will do anything for each other but danny also clearly loves and adores tess and rusty and tess were clearly hanging out in the three to six month parole violation and the three of them circling each other is so AAAAAA. -me going through fic tags: 'pairing if you squint' well i don't want to fucking squint!! commit, you cowards!! me watching these movies: i'd squint for these stupid fucks in these movies. i'm begging you to let me squint. please put them back in the same scenes. -but also danny and rusty felt very separated in this movie compared to eleven which also, read a little weird -it's an interesting parallel to danny and tess that rusty gets involved with isabel, and also interesting that she's the daughter of the master thief but also, oh i don't want this to come from a place of I Just Think They Should Kiss but also be meaningful narrative critique -however. they should -but i do get the Necessity for a character like isabel, like i said -but, idk idk -their relationship doesn't really successfully go anywhere, i feel like? -isabel is INTERESTING though!! this europol agent trained to be a master criminal by her dad and she's WORKING FOR THE GOVERNMENT. she does things by the book. -and then she forges her superior's signature. -isabel you're done dirty by this movie too girl. isabel needed to exist on her own in her own movie separate from these men and their shenanigans. -i See her as a match for rusty, i do, it's just, danny and rusty can stand in a room and have more chemistry than rusty and isabel, even with their floaty european romance music soundtrack, which is doing a lot of heavy lifting here along with catherine zeta-jones' absolutely gorgeous long hair, girl they should've kept that for you

-overall i still would have liked to see more of danny and tess's second marriage!! make her more pivotal!!!!! -HE WENT THROUGH THAT WHOLE HEIST FOR HER AND YOU CAN'T CENTER THEIR RELATIONSHIP IN THE NEXT DAMN MOVIE????????????????????

-does it make sense to say in twelve that danny got the idea of robbing terry benedict from that one guy talking about him? -i really don't think so?? -because it's not JUST about terry benedict alone, it's about tess, and tess's connection to him -like again yes some of it is for The Heist. but. -tess.

-but twelve still has such INCREDIBLE SCENES OH MY GOD bruce willis, i absolutely shrieked. julia roberts impersonating julia roberts. "and you don't even LOOK like her." how old is danny ocean. linus's mom!! saul showing up in the middle of the julia roberts con and slipping right in!! danny and rusty drinking wine! LINUS AND BASHER AND TURK BEING LEFT ALONE AND HAVING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT TO DO!!!!! the discussion of "are we ocean's eleven? is he even the leader? who do you go to when you have a problem?" "rusty."

then i ate dinner and i was gonna watch that hitchcock documentary but i had the wrong day for it (this was still tuesday night, the documentary which as we all know i did watch was on wednesday) so i was like, oh. well. may as well get to thirteen (i like movie series. it's fun to see the same characters getting into shenanigans. it's part of why i like the thin man movies, and, silly hallmark murder mystery movie series.) (curious caterer is very fun, btw. i love seeing lochlyn munro play a regular person, he deserves it after riverdale. ANYWAY.)

-maybe just bc i marathoned twelve and thirteen basically but i was actually a little heist-ed out by the end of thirteen. -thirteen was definitely better than twelve -- much of a tastier feel and chew to the movie -- but still not quite right -they're really just not as slick as the first one, although thirteen brings back the like, okay look -i think the core of the ocean's trilogy here is actually, love. thirteen works better because they're doing this con for reuben, bc they love him and he's their mentor and their friend and christ basher writes him all those touching letters!!!!! the sentimentality of it works bc it ties back to danny doing the first heist for tess. -twelve was missing that piece. that's part of why it's not as successful. isabel and her dad at the end does not really do it, or compare to the emotional depth in the other two -it's not just about the money or the con, although the con is certainly a delight for them all, it's the purpose. it's the fact that they're doing it for someone dear to them

-but what thirteen is missing is tess. i was very sad about that. tess you should've been there. tess should be in on their cons now and having a good time with them fucking christ!!!!!!! -danny and rusty were back on form though in thirteen and that was nice. -tess you deserved better though goddamn. -thirteen was less complicated than twelve but maybe also still complicated?? -i do think the main thing that makes thirteen not as incredible as it could have been is really the absence of tess, honestly, honestly

-ending with a sinatra song. good choice -i liked the repeated phrase of 'you shook hands with sinatra' as like. you've been here forever/you know the score/you know what it meant if sinatra shook your hand, sinatra prided himself on a VERY strict standard of character (-although sinatra was also stubborn and principled and sometimes in two VERY different directions, simultaneously.) -thirteen also had some fun scenes although i've successfully blanked on them now. i watched four hours of movie and i'm tired!! -BASHER'S FUCKING LETTERS THOUGH. AND LINUS'S DAD!!

-going to terry benedict for help was such a move. chewy. i'm just chewing on that -danny giving benedict's cut to a charity so that benedict technically got his cut but had no say in what happened to it, which is definitely payback for TRYING TO KILL THEM ALL and making things hard for them in thirteen AND! trying to get away with the diamonds, but is also now forced into philanthropy? after one of the pivotal pieces of the first movie was his reckless disregard for tess's existence when he valued her less than money? -tasty.

-al pacino. can't believe al pacino was there. i have literally never seen him in anything but the godfather. incredible

so then i had to watch ocean's eight.

-anne hathaway is so pretty omg she's just so beautiful. look at her go i'm always so happy for her -it was fun overall!! it wasn't bad!! it really wasn't. was it slick and incredible? .......pieces of it were? -it lacks some of the character work, i think. give me these girls hanging out more -what would've been FUN is if a heist actually happened in the first half, and then there was maybe a SECOND HEIST after they got daphne in. she makes it a point to say she has so few female friends!!!!! -love is not the core in this movie. it should be friendship (and love) but it is, i think, revenge, but even barely that -yeah it's overall a character work problem. distresses me greatly. -i still enjoyed it, though!! i'd watch it again!!

-the nancy sinatra song was a FUN move, i must say

-you go OUT OF YOUR WAY to have a THROWAWAY LINE implying debbie and lou were together and then you DON'T EVEN FOLLOW UP ON IT IN ANY WAY???????? -I'M SO MAD -yeah it's probably just for like, their crime partnership, but debbie saying 'lou and i were going through a rough patch' you want me to not think about that implying they were together?? -especially bc they're clearly modeled on danny and rusty????? -i'm grumbling. i'm mad about it. i'm making a frowny face at my cute pusheen lights in the corner. pusheen doesn't deserve that!!!!!

-very much patterned after the second ocean's eleven, which was a chewy little choice -the opening, both danny and debbie were in a jersey prison, debbie+lou and danny+rusty, both rusty and lou having less than stellar jobs without their significant other partner in crime, the theft hiding a revenge heist for romance reasons, danny and debbie both getting chewed out by rusty and lou for that -although...............that part is less successful here. That Guy Whose Name I've Already Forgotten is no tess. it's a fun choice to have him take the fall for the theft, but there's really not as much payoff as there was with tess -of course debbie approaches this at a different angle than the way danny was approaching it, but that's fine i just felt like there was something missing overall there

-i liked that ocean's eight is what solidifies 'ocean crime family' even beyond debbie's presence -that's just fun!! That's just a fun character detail. i like it. you start the movie going 'does it make any sense for danny to have a sibling?' and by the end you're like 'okay cool i can dig it!!' -just the detail that that insurance agent got their father twice and danny once, the parole board pointing out debbie is surrounded by criminals in her life, everyone in the ocean family barring aunt ida was a criminal, it's just fun -the FACE I MADE at james corden, but he was actually not bad in this movie. i'll let you go this time, james. this time alone.

-helena bonham carter was a choice. honestly at this point in my life i've kind of forgotten she exists, sorry helena, and i felt like, well her character was fun but she also felt a lot like. that's just helena bonham carter

-REUBEN!! -i felt like reuben's dialogue implied danny was 100% alive, right???????????? -IT'S SURE A CHOICE TO START OUT WITH HIM DEAD, I TELL YOU WHAT -but reuben just flat out says danny knows about the heist and doesn't want debbie to go back to jail!!!!!!!!!! -the script (if this is the script) makes that sound like it happened pre-death though, and actually has the funeral and a cause of death and linus! and saul keeping tabs on debbie! linus seems to imply danny isn't dead but THEY HAD A FUNERAL -fascinated. god. -and also a STUNNING about of debbie/tammy of all things?????????????? while having debbie/lou backstory???????? incredible. we could've had it all, or something

-me, when the old women appeared: oh, who is that? me: oh, that's marlo thomas me: .... me: THAT'S MARLO THOMAS!!!!!!!!!!! -marlo!!!!!!!!! -and elizabeth ashley!!!!!!!!!!!

then i rewatched the original back to basics 1960 ocean's eleven.

-maybe it was just the day when i watched, i was like, fucking having a time, so i sat down after dinner to watch it when i was feeling better but. -you know........... -it's not subpar. it's still fun. -but it is slower! much, much slower. not a slow movie, but it is really paced entirely differently than the 2001 movie, and, maybe a little to its detriment. definitely not sleek. but it is still fun. -delightful that dean martin and sammy davis jr are the only ones that actually get to sing in it, on-screen. not you frank!! oh frank. -but god every time i see frank sinatra i really am stunned by how accurate the nickname 'ol blue eyes' was. his eyes stand out so much. gorgeous. -danny's wife in the original, beatrice, functions in tess's role but also just barely? like it's not even worth beatrice being in the movie, she has no bearing on how it all works out, which is a shame bc you had fucking angie dickinson and you didn't make her have a good time here???????????????? -there's very little character work going on here, but still some fun bits -- peter lawford's character and his mom, mostly, and the serious angle of richard conte's character's health problems driving his participation in the heist

-they don't all actually seem to be career cons or criminals in the original? they group together because they were all in WWII together, and this danny says they may as well put what they learned in the army to good use outside of it. as in, theft!! good for him.

-but there was VERY VERY TASTY callbacks to the original that i'd forgotten since it'd been a while since i'd seen it --

-james corden's insurance investigator in ocean's eight kind of drew from cesar romero's character in the original -- duke santos, the almost-stepfather of one of the eleven, who's also a less-than-on-the-level insurance investigator, although duke, like the rest of the eleven, does not make out as good as corden's investigator -very fun that danny thomas is on one of the casino boards as a performer, and then marlo my beloved, his daughter, was in ocean's eight!! -richard conte's character has a real, legitimate heart attack during the heist in the original, while carl reiner's fakes a heart attack during the heist in the remake -both of the heists involve a momentary blackout! -both of them, of course, are about stealing from multiple casinos!! although the original had five casinos, with unconnected vaults, and also takes place on new year's eve, instead of during a big fight. -the original's version of reuben is the one who comes up with the heist, not danny, and he's perpetually more nervous and exasperated than elliott gould

-like ocean's eight, there is a split of, some of us need this/some of us want this, compared to the remake which is less about need and more about, again, love revenge etc the joy of a tasty tasty crime -and, of course, in the original, they do not get the money!! i've seen reviews call that a flaw in the movie, but i still think it's fun the way it works out, and i stand by, in 1960 they weren't going to get away with it. comparatively, it's a mad mad mad mad world from 1963 also has the main characters not getting the money in the end, but the characters are approached very differently. there's a review that says in the original ocean's eleven, there's no moral judgment on the characters for seeking the money, but i think you could say, based on the rate of Absolute, Sheer, Completely Unbridled Shenanigans happening in mad world, and how that movie in particular works out, there is a moral judgment there. so maybe they aren't comparable. but i stand by the original ocean's could never get away with it!! it just wasn't going to happen then!! -there's no other way mad world could end, then them not getting the money, despite me wanting at least spencer tracy to get it -- the madcap greed of the money assures it won't work out -could the original ocean's eleven have worked out differently, or was it also fated, narratively, even beyond that it was 1960? -there's so little of a narrative in it, though. but we are definitely supposed to root for them, in the way you root for the eleven in the remake, you want the original guys to get away with it too -maybe it's hubris.....there is hubris in sinatra's danny ocean

-compared to, now, fitzwilly (1967), where, technically, they do get away with it, to an extent -- but fitzwilly is not a heist. it is a caper. and there is a distinct difference, especially a sort of moral difference, between a heist movie and a caper movie. but we're also getting closer to the 70s, there. movie eras, you know. -you know, is mad world a heist? mad world actually leans more caper but has the morals of a heist. -see, heists, and theft movies, from asphalt jungle to the killing to even the ladykillers or a movie like the maltese falcon (bc it's a theft movie), function around a core of greed. even if the characters are financially desperate. and they cannot get away with the heist. it will never be successful, under these thematic circumstances, it can't be. they can't get away with themselves AND the money. -but a caper is less strict -- and the characters in a caper, like fitzwilly, or how to steal a million, are usually committing a crime to actually remain on the right side of the law. -the sting straddles some line between these two........it also operates on a core of love and revenge, but johnny and henry, or at least johnny, walk away from the money at the end. and they don't actually commit a heist! it's a straight con! -oh, i don't know.

-i would loved to have seen a callback actually to sammy davis jr in any of the remakes!! considering the song associated with the original ocean's eleven, eee-o eleven, is sung by sammy davis jr. -i see the desire for the sinatra callbacks, though, of course. -unrelated but i love how sammy david jr's one eye is like, canon to the characters he played, much in the same way peter falk's one eye was!! both of them wore glass eyes! in a very late-era columbo episode, he canonically references having only one eye, and in ocean's eleven sammy davis jr's character does the same. -i just think it's fun!!

[cloudtower-edu]

not gonna lie, I don’t like the idea of Icy a princess. Honestly, there are sooo many royal storylines and bugs my bunny but I get that it’s a show for young girls so princesses are a popular theme and at least I like them for the individual characters and they are consistent about the impact of this role on the lives of these characters. But for Icy, they pulled it out of their hats so it’s not reflected in her behaviour before and I just find it uninspired to bring it it in as a factor of redeeming her/making her a redeemable character.

[forever-rogue]

Hi if you ever get a chance could you do like a cute little fic of eddie having a major crush on reader and doesn't even try to hide it like he's always flirting with her and following her around like a lost little puppy if they are at a party at Steve's he's constantly getting her drinks and just being her bodyguard bc no one fucks with her when he's around he's always the first to give her a compliment and he's always checking in to see if she's okay etc

AN | I love this idea so much! Soft, sweet, golden retriever Eddie! Enjoy 🥰

Warnings | Language, Mention of Spiked Party Drinks

Pairing | Eddie x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 3.1k

Masterlist | Main, Eddie

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Eddie Munson was so fucking in love with you. Like ridiculously so. Sometimes the sheer amount of love he had for you was shocking. How could one man possess so much love in his body and have all of it for one person? He didn’t know. But he wasn’t going to question it. 

The only problem? You had absolutely no clue. You were wickedly smart but when it came to seeing your best friend’s very obvious feelings, you were almost painfully clueless. In his mind, he took your obliviousness as rejection. He’d tried to get his heart used to the idea that you didn’t love him like he loved you many times in many ways and other people but every single time had been fruitless. Everything always came back to you. And you would never even know.

To others, there were times when it was extremely painful to see Eddie being your shadow, your little golden retriever. It just so happened to be painful to see you, just as in love with Eddie, but Eddie having absolutely no clue. You were just as tender and soft for him, always looking at him as though he’d hung the moon and all the stars. But you were convinced that he was way too cool and would never possibly be interested in you. 

Essentially, you were both oblivious fools.

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You tugged up the strap of your dress and gave yourself a once over when you heard the doorbell. A small squeak of surprise escaped your lips as you glanced at the angry red numbers on your alarm clock. Finishing your make-up had taken longer than expected and surprisingly Eddie was on time to pick you up. Grabbing your cape, bag, and heels, you ran down the stairs and to the door, throwing it open in one foul swoop. 

“Hi Eddie bear,” your face was beaming as soon as you saw him. His big, brown eyes widened in surprise at your costume before his expression softened and his cheeks flushed a pretty hue of rose. You looked him over and couldn’t help but giggle at the silly little plastic fangs that were in his mouth. He was dressed in all black, with a billowy red and black cape knotted around his neck, “I like the fangs, handsome. Very intimidating.”

“I want to suck your blooth,” he tried to speak but his words got caught in his mouth through the cheap plastic. You reached up and pulled them out of his mouth and giggled at him. And oh. That sound went straight to his heart, “angel. You look very witchy.”

“Do I?” your big eyes were curious as you tied the glittery cape around your shoulders, along with the witch’s hat on your head as you gave him a twirl. It was taking every bit of strength not to grab you and kiss you then and there. When you told him you were going as a witch, he didn’t think you were going as a sexy little witch. Fuck. 

“Y-yeah,” he nodded, reminding himself to breathe and not let his mind run too wild with wickedly sinful thoughts, “you look great.”

“We both do!” your eyes were big and lit up with happiness. You thought he looked good; you were going to be the death of him, “a vampire and a witch  - they’re gonna love us, Eds.”

“I-I guess we’d better get going,” he stammered nervously, “don’t wanna be late to Steve’s.”

“Let’s go,” you slipped on your heels before grabbing his hand and lacing your fingers together as you ran towards his van, “‘m so excited, Eds!”

“Me too,” he agreed softly, already knowing that tonight was going to be the death of him if he had to see you look like that all night. He knew any guy at the part, and probably a number of girls would be all over you. And he wouldn’t be able to do anything but watch.

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You were practically bouncing and buzzing with excited energy as you jumped out of Eddie’s van and almost ran to Steve’s door. You could hear the music and hum of people thrumming throughout the house. You turned around to make sure that Eddie was coming and you already found him already standing behind you with a soft little smile on his face. Unable to control yourself, you leaned up on your tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his cheek. His mouth dropped open and formed a small o as he touched the skin that had been blessed with the touch of your lips.

“Come on!” you took his hand and pushed open the door and led the way into the crowd of people all dressed up and in various stages of drunkenness. Eddie scanned through the hordes of people, zoning in on the people that he thought could lead to trouble. He wanted you to have a good time and would do anything to ensure that you did so, even if that meant he wasn’t. 

You’d taken his hand and clutched onto it tightly as you looked around for your friends. You spied tall and gangly Robin across the house, speaking animatedly with Nancy; you were ready to head over and let loose with them and see what the latest gossip. 

“I’m gonna go over to Robin and Nance, yeah?” you nodded your head in their direction, and Eddie relaxed when he saw the girls, “I think I saw Steve, Jonathan, and Argyle in the living room! Catch up later?”

“Yeah, of course,” he gave your hand a squeeze as you beamed at him, “whatever you want, angel.”

“You’re the best,” you pulled your hand out of his and a small sound of disappointment escaped his lips, thankfully covered up by the deep thumping of the bass. You turned on your heel and offered him a soft, wistful little wave before bouncing towards your friends. He had no clue how someone so gentle and ethereal could possibly be real. 

“You could just tell her, you know,” Steve had appeared over his shoulder and caused Eddie to almost jump in surprise. He turned to look at the younger man and narrowed his eyes, but happily accepted the red plastic cup of beer that was held out to him, “you’re practically drooling over her.”

“First of all, I am not drooling over her,” he scoffed, taking an obligatory swig of the warm beer, “and second of all, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Mhmm,” Steve patted his shoulder, fueling the fire by simply egging him on, “whatever you say man. She does look really hot though. Do you think she’d say yes if I asked her out?”

Eddie almost choked on his sip, coughing as the liquid caught in his throat. Steve clapped him on the back but said nothing, “I dunno man.”

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while,” his lie was so smooth that he almost believed it himself. It wasn’t that Steve didn’t find you attractive, and honestly, if Eddie hadn’t been yours in all but name, he probably would have asked you out at some point, “maybe I’ll just do it.”

“Don’t,” Eddie’s response came through gritted teeth as he turned to him, eyes narrowed and a frown tugging down the corners of his mouth. Internally, Steve was practically screaming with happiness. All he wanted to do was to push his friends together and maybe finally get the two of you over your little fears and worries, “I mean it’d just be weird, you know? Friends dating friends…and what if something happened? Things would be awkward for everyone.”

“Hmm,” Steve thoughtfully tapped the red plastic cup to the edge of his lip, “you never know. It could work out, but no one will know without trying.”

“Steve,” the metalhead practically groaned as gave his friend a small look, “please.”

“Okay,” he agreed, understanding exactly what he was trying to say, “wanna smoke? Argyle’s supplying tonight.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, hoping a good blunt would take some of the edge off this evening, “good idea.”

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The night had been going well…mostly. A few times you could feel an intense stare on you, and when you looked over, you found Eddie watching you closely. Despite you throwing a smile back at him, he never looked less tense. You wondered what was going on with him, but decided not to worry about it. 

After a few drinks, you felt thoroughly loosened up and dragged Robin towards the crowd of people dancing. You held her hand as the two of you danced to the music, giggling and moving as best as you could in the thick crowd of people. Eddie’s mouth had practically run dry at the sight of you moving your hips to the music, sensual and carefree. The temptation to make his way over to you to grab you and kiss you was growing stronger and stronger.  He was a strong man but even strong men sinned sometimes. 

After you'd been dancing for some time, a random guy started to come to you and every alarm bell in his body started to go off. He watched as he put a hand in your hip and started to whisper in your ear. For a moment your face narrowed in confusion but when the man pulled away he could see a smile on your face.

You looked over and caught his eyes, shrugging with a small laugh. At least one of you was amused by all of this. The man came back, and Eddie immediately decided he hated him. He was tall, tan, and handsome in that all American boy type of way. In his mind, Eddie had no chance compared to him; he was tall and gangly with a shock of messy dark curls and very little to offer. It wasn't a shock you'd never chosen him.

But when he noticed the plastic cup that was almost shoved into your hand, he knew something was up, besides the fact that he hated any man that showed you attention like he wished he could. He set his beer bottle down and crossed the room to where you were, grabbing the cup from you. You hadn’t even seen him come over and you made a small sound of surprise at his sudden appearance.

“Eddie?” you looked at him in confusion in your wide, concerned doe eyes. Those damn eyes that would be the death of him.

“You can go,” he offered the man a scowl before wrapping an arm protectively around your shoulders, “and fuck off.”

“Hey man, I was just trying to talk to her,” the man held up his hands and mock surrender but Eddie wasn’t about to back down, “didn’t know she was your girl.”

“Just trying to talk?” he rolled his eyes, disdain and distrust lacing his voice. He held out his arm, extending the cup out to him, “take a drink then. If you were just trying to talk, surely you’d both want a drink, right?”

“I’m good,” his eyes widened and his face flushed red as Eddie glowered.

“So only she should be drinking,” Eddie’s head cocked to the side, “and you should be sober, that’s interesting.”

“I was going to get a drink for myself-”

“Take this one,” Eddie insisted as you looked at the other man - Paul or Peter or something like that - in surprise, “it’s brand new and untouched. Right?”

“I don’t fucking need this shit,” he scoffed before crossing his arms over his chest, “get your whore out of here then, freak.”

He turned and stomped away without another word. Across the house Steve caught Eddie’s eye and was able to guess what happened. He gave Eddie a nod before following after your would-be assailant, ready to throw him out, if not worse. Knowing Steve and how fiercely he protected his loved ones, that man was going to be in for a hell of a beating.

“Eddie,” you had tears glistening in your worried eyes, “thank you. I-I had no clue. He just came up and started talking to me and he seemed so nice and said he’d get me a drink.”

“It’s okay,” he promised as he squeezed your shoulder with what he hoped was a reassuring smile, “I’ve got you. I’ll keep you safe, angel.”

“Eddie,” he had to close his eyes for a moment at the sweet way you’d said his name, letting it drip from your lips like golden honey. A few tears had rolled down your cheeks and he tenderly brushed them away. Without a moment of hesitation, you wrapped your arms around him and smushed yourself into this chest, holding onto him tightly, “thank you. I-I don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you so much.”

“Don’t,” he closed his eyes for a moment, trying to steady his shaky breath as you looked up at him with confusion on your pretty face, “please. Don’t say those words…you’re gonna kill me, sweetheart.”

“But…Eddie,” your blood red lips formed a small frown, “I mean it. I’ve always meant it.”

“But not…you have to know, right?” he groaned as he scrubbed a hand over his face, “right?”

“Know what?” you dropped your hand from around him and he scoffed lightly, shrugging his shoulders before stepping away from you. You tried to grab his hand but he just pulled out of your grasp. 

“Never mind,” he shook his head, “I’m…I’ve gotta get some fresh air.”

He turned on his heel and headed outside without another word, leaving you to stare after him in confusion. He’d never once spoken to you in such a manner and the change was startling. Golden, gentle Eddie had raised his voice to you. 

“Babe, what happened?” Robin came back over and handed you a bottle of water, “what’s up with Eddie?”

“I dunno,” you confessed, “he basically saved me from some creep and then I thanked him and I told him I loved him and he told me not to say that. He asked if I knew and then when I said I didn’t, he got upset and went outside. I don’t know what I did, Robs. He looked so upset.”

Robin processed what you had said for a moment before she was able to put two and two together, a look of happiness and then upset crossing her pretty features. Maybe tonight was when her and Steve’s plan finally worked…even if it needed a sharp nudge in the right direction, “you know he’s in love with you, right?”

“Robin!” you hissed and shook your head, “he doesn’t! He’s my best friend, I know he loves me and…but it’s just as friends.”

“No,” she shook her head, “definitely not. Y’know how Nancy looks at Johnathan? Like they’re super in love and shit?”

“Yeah?”

“That’s how Eddie looks at you…but like a hundred times worse,” she explained as your mind started to reel in shock, “everyone knows, babe. Apparently everyone but you.”

“And he’s upset because…he thinks I don’t feel the same,” you frowned deeply, “but he’s wrong!”

“He doesn’t know that,” she spun you around and started to push you towards the backdoor, “unless you tell him.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and nodded, already pushing your way through the crowd to chase after him. When you made it outside, you found Eddie standing by the pool, a cigarette in his hand as he appeared to be deep in thought.

“Eddie?” you asked softly as you made your way over to him, startling him as he just stared at you, his face a nervous mask as he looked at you, “c-can we talk?”

“I don’t really want to talk right now, princess,” he sighed before taking a long drag and slowly blowing out the smoke, “I’ll catch up to you when you’re ready to go.”

“Eddie-”

“I’m fine,” he insisted, an unconvincing lie, “I’m sorry I lost my temper with you. I didn’t-”

“I’m in love with you,” you cut him off before he was able to say anything else to you. He stopped with the cigarette halfway to his mouth as he stared at you in shock. When he didn’t say anything, you crossed your arms over his chest and let out a small, anxious little giggle, “umm, I just…wanted to let you know. I just never thought you’d feel the same way. Unless you don’t and then I-I’ve just made a fool of myself but ugh, that’d be okay too. ‘Cause then you know at least. But ugh…you, Eddie Munson, have never just been a friend. You’ve always been so much more.”

He was stupefied and frozen, unable to find any sort of response. Your face was warmed up in embarrassment. You took a few steps back, ready to tuck your tail between your legs and run, “y-you’re not saying anything so I umm, I’ll just go. I’m sorry for making this awkward…maybe we can pretend this night never happened?”

You turned around, ready to seek refuge inside, but before you could take another step, you felt his fingers wrap delicately around your wrist. Turning back to face him, you found that his eyes were just as nervous as you felt, but that familiar bit of him was starting to come back, “you have no clue how long I’ve been waiting to hear that.”

“March 14th, 1983,” you answered and his pretty bambi eyes widened in surprise, “that’s how long it’s been for me at least.”

“That’s the day we met,” he was incredulous as you just nodded.

“Yeah,” you nodded softly, “it is.”

“Fuck me,” he whispered as you laughed softly, letting him pull you closer. You were standing right in front of him, almost touching but not quite, “can I kiss you?”

“Yeah,” you nodded eagerly, “yes - please.”

At first his kiss was soft and timid, his lips brushing against yours so gently that it left you leaning into him and wanting more. When he pulled back, almost as if unsure it was good enough, you put a hand on his cheek and guided him back to yours, kissing him with more confidence now, making a small sound into his mouth when his hands settled comfortably on your waist. This time neither of you pulled back unless you were breathless and starry-eyed, grinning at each other shyly. 

“It was March 15th, 1983 for me,” he whispered and you cocked an eyebrow in amusement, “it took a day to process the fact that I’d met an angel and that you were actually real.”

“Eddie!” you started laughing and playfully swatted his chest, “you’re such a dork!”

“Your dork,” he said timidly, almost as if he was asking and you nodded. 

“Mine,” you agreed, “you’ve always been mine, Eddie.”

“You too,” he promised sweetly, “can I kiss you again?”

“I’d be insulted if you didn’t,” you felt his lips brushing softly against yours, “please don’t ever stop.”

“I won’t,” a soft, sweet declaration, “never.”

[starr-finn]

Hi okay so for ur first tf2 req, I will go with something that isn't too specific lol

- So this can be for all, but you don't have to include Pyro and Heavy if you don't wanna do all

- So the prompt is, Medic has either become sick and can't participate in the fight, or he got an assistant medic (in the case for writing for Medic)

- And Reader is the replacement/assistant medic!

- She's kinda like a medic gf but in a /pos way

- So she's got the med gf outfit (blighted beak, das fantzipantzen, long pleated skirt) with a quick-fix (so she can follow rocket-jumpers and sticky-jumpers)

- She's also very nice and always compliments/thanks her team ('That was an amazing kill/shot' + 'Wow that was impressive' + 'Thanks so much for the dispenser/sandvich') bc yippee kindness

- You know the perennial petals effect? That's her-core (also yes, if needed can reader be fem)

- Here's some her-core photos

AWWWW YEAHHHH FIRST TF2 REQUEST!!! LESSGO!

I will 100% write this for you! This is such a cute request, as per usual! hope you like this one bestie! I won't add pyro because I really don't know how to write pyro lol, also to everyone reading, I'm trying to color code things now! helps me keep focused

TF2 Mercs with a medic GF!

Author's note: all of the Mercs without Pyro because I just can't write him so yay! Hope Y'all like this! I tried to make it super cute, also, just to point this out here too, Fem!Reader, and mentions of food in Heavy's part (Sandvich ofc) PRobably mistranslated russian, and german, the french is pretty damn obvious

Scout

Buddy boy here thinks you're super cool, and he loves having a medic GF!

You're always there when he gets hurt, and he loves it

he loves your constant compliments

"Wow Scout! Nice shot!"

He chuckles softly and smiles "Thanks cutie!"

Scout loves how gentle you are when you patch him up, he thinks its adorable

any time you mention anything about being proud of him for some crazy ass shot he pulled off he almost cries

Full on adores you

Calls you stuff like Cutie and Baby doll

Soldier

Bro gets into so much trouble it's not even funny tbh, dude stresses you out so much

He comes to you for everything because he enjoys how soft you are with him

He loves getting compliments from you, he just loves it

"Wow! great shot!" You smile, nodding softly at him

"Thank you Dearest" he salutes at you and then runs off to kill more people

Soldier will always drop everything to keep you safe (Defend your medics kids)

He gets hurt far to much for your liking but you honestly can't blame him in your job (and brain damage)

he is far too protective over you

Calls you Dearest and love

Demoman

Bro gets hurt sometimes, just because of his explosives, and you're always right there with him

He rambles about how much he loves you and how much he loves how gentle you are when he's drunk

He always basically drops dead when you compliment him

You smile over at him "Nice shot, dear!"

Demo looks down, lightly kicking at the dirt "Aww...thanks love..."

Demo will physically fight anyone that even dares to try anything with you

He loves how you're always there when he's far to drunk to move

Calls you stuff like Love and Darling

Sniper

Sniper doesn't get as hurt as often, he still gets injuries though

He'll keep you in his line of sight all the time and kill anyone that tries attacking you, super protective boy

as an introvert, homie almost loses it everytime you say something nice to him

Like pulls his hat down over his face flustered

"Woah!!! You're really good at that Snipes!" you smile softly and look up at him

Sniper blushes and covers his face with his hat "W-Well thank you"

now, dude will actually go to the ends of the earth to keep you safe

Healing his ass is super easy cuz this hoe stays still the whole time

Rambles about you to anyone who listens

Calls you stuff like "Roo" and "Little Koala"

Engineer (I absolutely adore this fucker)

Engie here is super easy to heal, still as a fucking stone

He likes to keep you safe, he absolutely loves you too much to let you get hurt yourself

He smiles softly and gets all blushy everytime you thank him or say something nice

"Thanks for the dispenser, love!"

He smiles and gently rubs the back of his neck "Awee thanks honey bee!"

Engie will hold your hand every time he's healing you

Helps you patch up some people

Brags that he managed to pull 'The sweetest damn woman alive"

Calls you 'Honey bee' and 'Sugar'

Medic

He's a doctor himself, so you both patch each other up!

actually tortured a guy for shooting at you

He always gets so damn cocky when you get all sweet with him

"Thanks for the heal Doc!" You smile and nod at him before running off

Medic chuckles softly and yells after you "You're welcome Engel!"

He likes when you help him with checkups!

He likes having you as a nurse around the infirmary

He doesn't really brag about you, unless he's like, SUPER drunk

Calls you 'Engel' and 'Schatz'

Heavy

Ok so Heavy gets hurt more than soldier does, he is heavy weapons guy after all

Like all the other mercs, he's super protective

Takes all the thanks, and praise so gracefully

"Thanks for the sandvich dear!" You smile happily chomping down on the sandvich

Heavy gently ruffles your hair before walking off "You're welcome Ангел'

stands in front of you in fights

Definitely towers over you btw

likes when you heal him up after a fight

Calls you stuff like 'Ангел' and 'Родна́я'

Spy

This old ass man is a tryhard with not getting hurt, it still happens

Protective, again

another cocky one with praise and thanks

"Wow! Impressive kill Dearest!" You smile softly looking over at him

He chuckles softly and nods "Thank you, Mon amour"

Shows you off constantly

Brags more than scout does

you're really one of the only people he lets touch him

Calls you 'Mon amour' and that alone

[jeonqkooks]

Congratulations once again on the milestone Jen! You are amazing and deserve every big milestone coming your way! For the request can I please get prompt 19-“i’ve never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time.” with Jin? Thank you in advance and I hope you have fun writing it!

pink bean fever | ksj

pairing: seokjin x reader

genre/warnings: best friend's roommate to ??, college au, fluff, swearing, mentions of pink bean but they're 1000% inaccurate bc i know nothing about maple story pls don't come for me, unedited !!

word count: 1.8k

note: jiya !! thank you so much for requesting this :') i had fun with it and i hope you like it too!! also, it's still jinnie's birthday somewhere so i will still consider this a birthday fic lol

— as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

Kim Namjoon, you’re going to kill him.

Kim fucking Namjoon.

Forty five minutes ago, you were getting ready to walk to your best friend's dorm so you two could go get dinner together somewhere nearby. Now, you're sitting on his bed, Namjoon nowhere in sight, just a few feet from his roommate Seokjin.

The guy that you have the biggest, fattest crush on.

You swear Namjoon did this on purpose. That motherfucker.

You watch Seokjin as he practically screams into the mic attached to his headset, his fingers skillfully bouncing on the keyboard of the laptop in front of him, playing a game you know nothing about.

"Jungkook ah! Where the fuck were you?! I almost got killed!"

This has been going on for almost twenty minutes now - you awkwardly perched on Namjoon's bed while Seokjin either screeches in excitement when he wins, or wails in agony when he loses the game. This is the fucking worst way to spend a Saturday evening.

You glance at your phone, praying to every god to make Namjoon reply to your hundredth text message cursing him out and asking where he is. You never should've told him about your crush on his roommate. He even had the audacity to laugh when you finally revealed who the object of your affection was. That fucking guy.

Objectively speaking, Seokjin is pretty lame. From what you can tell, he basically has no social life. He doesn't party, doesn't go out, doesn't take an interest in anything that doesn't have the words "Maple Story", "Super Mario", or "League of Legends" in it. All he does is play video games all day with his friends, whom you assume are the same people he's yelling at now. Namjoon told you that once, Seokjin forgot to eat anything for two days straight because he was on his computer the entire time.

That begs the question: If Seokjin was so lame, why are you so enamored with him? The answer is very simple. Seokjin is as cute as he is lame, which is to say that he is very fucking cute. When you met him earlier in the semester when Namjoon got assigned a new roommate, it was love at first sight.

However, you don't think you've ever held a one-on-one conversation with him before. Tonight might be the first time, when he opened the door for you and said you could wait for Namjoon here. You had squeaked out a shy Yes and followed him into the room where he offered you a glass of water before he returned to his computer, leaving you to wait around for a person you knew had left you to fend for yourself in the wilderness. This is exactly why Namjoon is doing this, you think. He's been telling you for a couple weeks now to just talk to Seokjin like a normal person instead of tripping over your words like a lovestruck idiot.

Occassionally, he looks over his shoulder at you, and you have to whip your head to the other side of the room so quickly you're surprised you didn't pull a muscle, just to not make it obvious that you've been staring at him like a weirdo.

After a while, Seokjin takes off his headset only to replace it with a hat. A... cap? You don't even know what it is. It's got a face of something pink with big round eyes and purple horns, and looks like it should be a plushie instead of something to wear on one's head. His friends have probably gone elsewhere, because he turns off the shooter game he was previously engaged in to play something else by himself.

"Sorry," he says. "I was pretty loud, wasn't I?"

"No, it's fine. I didn't mind," you tell him sheepishly. "Did Joon, uh, tell you when he'd be back?"

Seokjin shrugs. "No. He just said he was going for a quick walk. Went out right before you got here, actually."

Someone give you strength.

He turns back to his screen when you give a hum in acknowledgement. You go back to sitting in silence again, only this time, you notice that when he curses at the game, he makes an effort to lower his volume. Seokjin has a really nice voice, you think. Even when he's cussing, you just want to put it on a tape and listen to it for hours on end.

Okay, that is one thought that you should probably never say aloud. Especially not to Kim fucking Namjoon.

Another 15 minutes pass until Seokjin pauses the game to down the glass of water on the table in front of you - the one between his and Namjoon's bed. You pretend to look around the room even though you've got it memorized at this point. It's pretty small, and the guys don't really have a lot of decorations. Aside from a couple of Namjoon's art prints on the wall and a few of Seokjin's stuffed animals - how fucking cute is that? Jesus Christ, you are so whipped - the room doesn't have that much personality.

You can feel him looking at you as he gulps down his water, clearly not knowing what to say either. You could pass out from the sheer awkwardness that's suffocating the space.

You clear your throat. "Can I, uhm, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"What is that on your head?"

Seokjin puts down the glass and takes off his cap, holding it out so you can see it better. "Pink Bean!" he says with a grin. Goddamn, he is beautiful.

"Is that a character?"

He gasps, running a hand through his hair - which looks so, so soft that you want nothing more than to just run your fingers through it. His eyes widen until they're almost as big as the ones on the strange Bean creature. "You don't know what Pink Bean is?!"

"Should I?" you ask, unconsciously making yourself smaller as he stares at you. Seokjin looks equally as excited as he looks offended, shooting up from his chair to bounce onto Namjoon's bed, right next to you.

Your chest almost explodes. In your head, there's a series of question marks floating around; in your heart, there's a bunch of exclamation points detonating like fireworks. Oh god, what is happening?

"Uhm, yes! It's just one of my favorite characters of all time, duh! Okay, okay, so-"

Seokjin launches straight into a whole TED talk on Pink Bean, giving you its extensive backstory and just about everything in the universe that's related to Pink Bean - the quests, its powers, something called a Chaos Pink Bean? Every word he's saying is going into one ear and out the other. To you, he might as well be speaking a different language because you understand none of it and frankly, you don't even care.

But holy moly, he is so passionate about it. He talks about this stuff like Pink Bean is the love of his life and he's gonna marry it one day. Even though you're retaining about zero percent of all this information, watching him ramble is so endearing. His eyes are so bright, and throughout this impromptu presentation of his, he has to pause for a few seconds to catch his breath from all the talking.

You stifle a laugh, and he stops. Seokjin scratches his neck, putting the cap on his head again and looking at you with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I didn't mean to talk your ears off."

"No, no, it's just-" You shake your head with a chuckle. "I've never seen anyone look so cute and ridiculous at the same time."

As soon as the words leave your mouth, you freeze. He freezes. You want the ground to open up so you could fall into that chasm and never be seen again. Life does not have any meaning anymore. Fuck Namjoon, you're not staying here anymore.

"I mean- Not that I think you're cute, it's just- Well, wait, no, I do think you're cute, but it's not-"

You could see a deep blush painting Seokjin's face, from his cheeks to the tips of his ears. You tear your eyes away from him like the idiot that you are. Your lips part, but no words come out because your brain is just blank at this point. You knew you would say something dumb and now you're knee-deep in embarrassment in front of your crush. Stupid, stupid, stupid-

Seokjin clears his throat. "Do you and Namjoon have plans tonight?"

You purse your lips and nod, though you're not sure if he's still looking at you because you're suddenly so keen on not looking at him. "We're just getting dinner," you say with faux nonchalance, as if you hadn't just called him cute two seconds ago and both of you seemed to have absolutely no idea what to do about it. "Joon said there's a new ramen place or something near campus."

"Is it the place where they have ramen sliders? I told him about that place. I've been meaning to go too but, uhm, I don't have anyone to go with."

Oh, hell no. You are not going to invite him to join you and Namjoon after that comment. In fact, you're not going to see Seokjin ever again. You're going to make Namjoon apply for a room reassignment just so you don't have to cross paths with Seokjin. Welp, this silly crush has been fun and miserable. Goodbye forever-

"If Namjoon ditches you, we can probably go together. Or something. Maybe. I don't know."

Your body stiffens, and you know he can probably tell since he's still sitting so close to you and you're not exactly being subtle. Heat creeps up your neck and splatters color onto your cheeks. You're thankful that your hair can cover some of it to preserve what little dignity you have left.

"It's okay. You don't have to. I'll probably- I should, no-" you stammer, "I'll just go home."

"Y/N," Seokjin says, "it's dinner. I'm pretty sure we'll survive a meal together."

"No, I know. It's-"

"Okay. Then let's go."

Before you can say anything, he's standing up. Your panicked eyes follow him as he moves to his side of the room to grab his jacket and ditch the Pink Bean hat. You rush to your feet, spluttering out every polite variation of No, please don't make me do this. I'm practically in love with you and this will only kill me dead that you could think off, but Seokjin is already ushering you out the door.

When he stops by the entryway to grab his keys on bowl next to the door, you could feel his chest pressed against your back. You're going insane with nerves and butterflies and mortification and anticipation and infatuation with this man and this is not fucking helping.

Behind you, Seokjin's low voice sends shivers down your spine with what he tells you next.

"For the record, I think you're cute too."

— all rights reserved © jeonqkooks. reposting, translating and/or modifying is not permitted by any means. [posted 05/12/22]