#i gave them a bit of closure okay?

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Chapters: 17/17 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gwen/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gwen/Morgana (Merlin), Morgana & Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Merlin & Morgana (Merlin), Gwen & Merlin (Merlin) Characters: Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Morgana (Merlin), Gwen (Merlin), Gwaine (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin), Percival (Merlin), Leon (Merlin), Original Characters Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon Divergence - Episode: s05e13 The Diamond of the Day, Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Post-Canon, Multiple Relationships, POV Multiple, Polyamory, Unrequited Gwaine x Merlin, Mutual Pining, Miscommunication, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Redeemed Morgana (Merlin), Merlin's Magic Revealed (Merlin), Sexy Times Series: Part 1 of my kingdom come undone Summary:

“Merlin? Is he hurt? Why didn’t you say so first, what happened-” “No,” Gwen says, and now she’s wringing her own hands in front of her, biting her lip and reminding him strongly of the maid she’d been five years ago. “No, Arthur.” Her voice is soft, it’s too soft, and Arthur braces himself, feeling his entire body go cold, as he expects her to tell him that while he’s been unconscious Merlin has been killed. “The sorcerer,” Gwen breathes in deeply, obviously gathering herself, “the sorcerer is Merlin.” Arthur’s mind goes blank.

 After defeating the Saxons and routing Morgana's army at Camlann, Merlin finds and brings Arthur back to Camelot's army, revealing his magic in the process.

That leaves Gwen and the others with the issue of how to respond to learning their friend is a sorcerer. And with what they will tell Arthur when he wakes from his wounds back in Camelot. Also, someone should probably figure out what to do with Morgana, because she can't stay in Camelot's dungeons forever.

[edsforehead]

Okay I’ll never forgive the Duffers for what they did to Eddie but I’ll really never forgive them for what they did to Wayne. He obviously dedicated his life to Eddie and giving him stability and love, and they ripped Eddie away from him in the most traumatic way possible. For someones child(adult or no) to go missing and not know the circumstances around their death is something I don’t think any parent or guardian gets over in a way that is distinctly different than a known death. Alongside the rumors and accusations and the obvious disrespect for Eddie’s life, his disappearance will haunt Wayne for the rest of his life. Despite the little bit of info Dustin gave, he’ll never get real closure or justice.

[worldsaparted]

i'd love to request something very soft and fluffy where it's after the tournament, it's raining, and daniel and the reader are sitting together in the back seat of the car, heading home + holding each other tightly and resting their heads on each other's shoulders and are just so happy about daniel's win, despite everything that happened with his leg <333

such a good request, thank you! i hope you like this :) ps sorry for the wait!

All Valley - Daniel LaRusso

When Daniel LaRusso secured the win that meant not only his safety, but closure with his life after moving to Reseda, he was extremely happy - and all he wanted was his girlfriend.

Yeah, he spent his time with Mr. Miyagi because it was his celebration too - but exiting the All Valley Arena is where Daniel’s mind went straight back to Y/n.

She was there, holding her denim jacket that he got her for her birthday after saving up for some time over her head in order to protect herself from the heavy rain, she was as happy as ever to see him too - and he glanced to Mr. Miyagi who gave a firm nod before he limped over to his girl. Daniel groaned at the rain, though still made his way over.

She met him in the middle, her arms immediately going around his neck before kissing him softly, smiling into it. Sure, they shared their hug right after he won, but now - he was good to be with her for the rest of the night. Which was perfect.

“You okay?” She asked, her voice soft as her eyes looked from his leg to his eyes, earning a nod as he continued to limp beside her, his arm around her as she took the trophy from his hands, holding it for him. Daniel took the jacket to hold over them, and he glanced over - a small smile on his face.

“Mhm.” He mumbled, subconsciously pressing his lips against her temple. Lucille was waving them over from the car so naturally - the two rushed over, Daniel opening the back door for Y/n and letting her in before following.

Lucille was extremely happy for her son, and she made sure to talk to Mr. Miyagi about Daniel’s win the entire time on their way from the tournament.

Daniel smiled down at his girlfriend as they studied his trophy. It was quiet back here, the music was low and when Y/n looked over, her smile slowly grew.

“I’m so proud of you.” She ran a hand through his hair, and Daniel’s cheeks turned a bit red as he heard her say this. His hair was wet, as was hers but still - it felt nice. Y/n watched as Daniel leaned forward to place a soft kiss against her cheek, his hand taking hers.

He had so much to say, but he wasn’t sure where to start. With how much he appreciated her for being there? How relieved he was? How happy he was to be with her right now? His heart raced at the sight of Y/n and her words, and he instead unbuckled his seatbelt, scooting closer to her.

Y/n sat, her head against the window staring out at the rainy and windy weather for a moment before Daniel softly laid his head in against her shoulder, very much enjoying this post tournament time with her. His hands held one of hers, and her free hand ran through his hair, a small grin on her face as she looked down to him.

He seemed relieved, and he truly was. Now, y/n was completely his and he didn’t have to fight for that spot anymore. He won his girl, fair and square. Maybe he had a huge cool trophy, but this was what really mattered to him.

The sounds of the radio were faint, but the sounds of the rain drops against the window were loud, Lucille was still talking to Mr. Miyagi and it was dark out as they drove down the streets. After some time, his arms slowly slithered around her waist, pulling her as close as she could be - and he smiled. He sighed in content, his eyes softly shutting as she continued to comfort him and run a hand through his hair, her head against his.

Daniel LaRusso would never forget the way Y/n held him, and Y/n would never forget the way Daniel softly breathed as he shut his eyes, the way his hair tickled her chin, or the way his hands held her waist.

Slowly, Daniel turned and buried his head in his girlfriend’s neck, his hot breaths against her as he softly smiled to himself at the sound of her soft laughs.

He didn’t say much, as he was lost in the feeling of Y/n and her hands caressing him, but he wanted nothing more than to stay like this forever. At some point, she moved her hands to softly hold his injured leg, rubbing it in a gentle manner and softly speaking into his ear.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” She asked, her voice in a whisper and Daniel slightly pulled away from her neck, his face an inch from hers as his eyes searched hers. He grinned slowly, nodding.

“I’m sure.” His eyes glistened as they stared into hers, and he gently moved one of his hands to hold the back of her head before pulling her in to be able to place a kiss on her forehead. “Don’t worry, alright?” He said, and Y/n nodded despite the fact that she 100 percent would.

He snuck his face back into his comfort spot that was the crook of her neck, and shut his eyes at the feeling of her hands making their way back to him.

While the windows were extremely cold, and the weather outside was crazy, here - it was perfect. Daniel was as warm and as comfortable as he could ever be and vice versa. He clung onto his girlfriend in happiness of his night overall, not being able to hide his smile away and Y/n was the same.

She smiled at the way he softly whispered into her ear, telling her everything about the tournament that she didn’t already know, and laughed at the small jokes he cracked.

“Now that I’m an All Valley Champ, will you go to prom with me?” He played a smirk on his face as his eyes met hers, pulling away and Y/n smiled, fixing his headband and nodding.

“Maybe.” She sarcastically spoke, earning a small chuckle from Daniel and he was unable to pull his gaze from Y/n. His true win.

Her hands still comforted him by the way she ran her left through the back of his hair, and her right against his knee. She placed soft kisses against his cheek and jawline as he explained his moves to her - and exactly how he learned them.

“I think I got that perfectly, because Mr. Miyagi..” he went on, casually accepting each soft kiss against his skin from his girlfriend with a smile.

“Mhm.” Y/n made it known she was still paying attention, and throughout the car ride, that’s what it was. Y/n asking about the tournament and peppering him with kisses and comfort as he responded, one hand around her shoulders that hugged her close against him. As close as she could be.

[fictionalgap]

Teammate: Too Naughty (chapter 2)

Pairing: Hazel Callahan x Reader

Summary: You didn't expect that from Hazel.

Warnings: +18 themes, swearing, sexual content, nsfw, half smut(even If that exists)

Chapters: Chapter 1, Chapter 3

Song Recommendation: River - Bishop Briggs

Notes: I imagined this Hazel, acting like Kit Thantalos but around other people. So she has Kit's cockiness and charisma without being mean. She is still our sweet Hazel.

You gulped before you looked in her eyes. Her eyes were fixed on you, piercing through your skull. The intensity made you hot, bothered and uncomfortable.

"Just wanted to talk for a minute. It's important."

She sounded serious and confident. It made you shiver inside.

You sighed. "Okay." You said as If you had a choice.

"Good girl."

"Wha-"

"Nothing... So..." She backed away a little.

"I know what you did."

"What? What do you mea-"

"Don't play dumb, Y/N. You tore my clothes off. I saw you. I had to call my roommate to bring me clothes."

You couldn't say anything. You refused to meet her eyes.

"Look at me." she said in a clear voice.

You looked at her grey-blue eyes you found so pretty and dear.

"Why did you do it?"

"I don't know."

She chuckled in a mocking way.

"How could you not? And how the fuck did you know my password?"

You met her gaze immediately.

"I-I...I-" you bit your lip and looked down on your shoes.

"You know some people may think you're a pervert."

You met her eyes quickly. "I am not... I am just good at observation, that's all."

She tilted her her to the side with a smug smile on her face, her arms crossed.

She got closer to you slowly. "Tell me. Why did you do it?" She held the tip of your chin and raised it to prevent you from averting your gaze.

You couldn't help but blush at the closure and her hand on you.

"I am really sorry." you gulped.

"Thank you but that doesn't answer my que-."

"I hate you."

She was dumbfounded by your confession but her hand was still on your chin.

"How can you hate me? You don't even know me." She chuckled.

"You wanted an explanation and I gave you one." you breathed.

Her smile met her eyes. "Oh, that's not how it works, sweetheart. You need to make me understand."

"I am afraid I can't wait that long." your mouth spoke before your brain can.

She laughed and it was music to your ears. "You're funny. I like it."

She looked at your lips then your eyes which made you look at her lips and wonder what they taste like.

Her face got closer to yours. You felt her breath on your face, feeling enchanted.

You licked your lips instinctively.

She took that and you gazing her lips for more than one minute as a sign and went for it.

Her kiss was slow, devouring and sensual. Her hand still didn't leave your chin.

When she broke the kiss you again instinctively, moved to her to get more but she backed away.

There was a cocky smile on her lips. "Y/N, I am confused cause I thought you said you hate me just minutes ago. So, enlighten me."

Your shoulders felt tense when you couldn't feel her touch.

"I don't even understand it myself." you looked down to your shoes.

"Why don't we try to understand together than?"

Your head snapped to look at her to see her pouting.

"Why? I tore your fucking clothes...By the way I can totally pay t-"

She shooked her head. "Don't want money."

"What you want then?" You breathed.

Her eyes twinkled mischieviously.

She held your arms with her hands and started caressing them.

"Something that could benefit both of us."

You tilted your head, confused and waiting for an explanation.

"Do you want me to kiss you again?"

You froze at what she said.

"That's what I thought." smirk appeared on her face.

"So, you want me and I want you. Let's be friends with benefits, hm?"

Your head was pounding at what she has just said.

"Okay." your mouth spoke before your brain can. Again.

"Great, then we are going."

"B- but"

"Wait, you really had a place to be?" she asked seriously.

You shooked your head and it made her smile so wide.

"Yes. I knew it. I am getting better at this." She threw a punch in the air while her other hand was holding your hand.

"At what?" you furrowed your brows.

"Realizing when people don't mean what they say." she explained excitedly.

You were shocked at how cocky and confident Hazel was just a minute ago and now she was like an innocent child now.

You walked to her car together and she drove you to her dorm.

Her friend wasn't there so you can actually now initiate the 'benefit' thing.

She opened the door and held the door for you. You entered the dorm and started to look around until you felt hands on your waist and wet lips on your shoulder.

She was kissing your shoulder and when she reached the spot behind your ear you moaned without noticing.

You could feel her smirk on your skin.

"Do you still hate me now, Y/N?" she turned you to herself so quick your head spinned.

"I-" she didn't waited for your answer as she kissed you eagerly. Her hand was placede behind your back. You could feel the cold sensation her rings made.

"You know, you are so fucking naughty. You don't speak to me but you tore my stuff off?" she said as she kissed you again harsh and eager.

"Such a bad girl. Need to be tamed." You felt your vagina clenched to what she has just said.

She spun you around, making you face her bed quickly. She sat on the bed quickly and started to grope the back of your thighs.

She leaned to your ear and whispered "Do you want me to continue, baby?"

"Yes, please."

She grinned as she pulled your legs and put you in a position that she can spank you.

She groped your ass and than whispered " Are you ready?"

"Yes."

She hit you hard.

You whined.

She hit you again.

Again and again anad again.

You felt your pussy clenching again and your juices leaking.

"Why did you tore my stuff off?"

You felt tears on your face from both pain, pleasure and the situation you were in.

"W-wanted to get close to you. Didn't know how. I saw everyone around you. I got mad."

Her face softened but you couldn't see it.

You felt pathetic. She only wanted a friends with benefits things and you have just opened your heart to her. You couldn't help the tears from falling.

She turned you around and faced you.

"Oh, baby." she hugged you quickly like her life depended on it and started to caress back of your head in a soothing manner as her other hand rubbed your back in circles.

"It's okay. I'm here now. I told you that friend with benefit thing to get closer to you. I wasn't sure about your intentions or feelings towards me."

she said and you stopped crying.

She held your cheeks with both of her hands.

"Really?"

"Really."

"ı don't deserve it."

"Don't I have a say in that?"

You looked up to her with teary eyes.

"I am really sorry, Hazel. It was a real dick move. I saw everyone was around you and It made me crazy. Especially the girls who wait for you after the swim practice. I just wanted to be your friend. I mean, at least that was what I was telling to myself. I wanted to be close with you." you chuckled.

She smiled genuinely. "Well, we are close now, aren' we?"

You smiled nervously.

"And don't worry about those girls. They're not my type at all. "

"What's your type? "

"Quiet and crazy."

You hit her shoulder lightly with a frown.

She laughed at that.

"So... Don't get me wrong but why do you look at everyone like you want to murder them?" she asked shyly.

You felt relieved as you covered your face with your hands with a smile.

Tags: @elliewilliamsgf69

[svt-nari]

the airport incident / part two

warnings: not proofread, mentions of panic attack, stalkers, cliffhanger (will have part three 🤭). a/n: since you guys requested here’s part two!

part one | part two | part three

as everyone piled up to check in, nari’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking, her eyes watery and her gaze a bit lost. she had asked wonwoo for his bucket hat and lowered it onto her head so it would hide more of her face. even though she was a bit shaken up by what had happened, she didn’t want to ruin everyone’s pre-tour mood.

“noona…”, chan nudged her shoulder, coming closer to her side as she was sandwiched between the members now. “are you okay?”

nari lifted the hat a bit to look at him and gave him a nod, sighing right after. she could see the worry in his eyes, even though chan’s a bit shy to openly say it, he showed through his actions by holding his palm towards her to hold her hand. she immediately linked hands with him, pulling him closer to lay her head on his shoulder.

“nabi…”, she could hear joshua’s voice calling for her but she didn’t have the power to actually lift her head and look at him, only nodding her head still laid on chan’s shoulder. “coups’ calling for you, he was talking to our manager…”

the girl could feel her eyes getting even more teary by his words. cheol is always so caring towards her, he showers her in affection and shows how much he cares for her well-being. she couldn’t have asked for someone better than him to spend the rest of her life.

“okay… thanks, shua.” she lifted her head and gave his shoulder a pat, distancing herself from chan to turn around. seungcheol was a few feet away from her, talking to the manager and, as he sensed someone’s eyes on him he turned and maintained eye contact with the girl for a few seconds. then, he motioned with his head for her to come closer - which she quickly did.

“jagi…”, he muttered lowly, only for her to hear through the chaos. “i was talking to manager-nim and we think it’s better if you stay out of the first performance…”, he held her hand carefully, stroking her knuckles with his thumbs. “it’s not good for your mental health to do this, you have to heal first. it was a big scare.”

“no! i want to perform! i can’t let the fans down!”, she hyperventilated, hands gripping his tighter. “i want to do this so bad, please let me perform!”

seeing her this broken made cheol’s heart hurt, he quickly pulled her closer, hugging her tight so she would calm down. he sighed quietly, looking to their manager who shrugged, not too sure himself about what they should do.

“let’s make a deal then…”, he said after they pulled away. “if you don’t feel like you want to perform before the actual performance, you don’t have to do it. but you have to tell me if anything’s wrong, okay?”

she quickly nodded, tangling her pinky with his to make the promise official. she could do that.

“everyone!”, cheol clapped, bringing all the boys’ attention towards him. he had to take advantage of the fact that nari had a hair appointment before the rehearsal to say what he had to. “so, you all saw what happened at the airport, right? i didn’t wanna talk about it near nari, but now that she’s not here i want to make something very clear.”

all the members could feel the tension and the worry in his eyes, everyone was feeling worried for nari’s well-being since she was putting her feelings aside to perform. she didn’t want to relax, even though she had to after what happened. every single one of the boys tried to talk her out of it, but no avail.

“i talked to the company, we had a brief meeting through zoom yesterday…”, he began, messing his hair up. “and they are finally going to take legal actions against the guy that harassed her.”

most of the boys sighed in relief, others thanking god silently. the incident could have been a lot worse had he been able to have more time with her. though, they are sure that she hasn’t told them everything that he said and she saw, due to the closure not even the cameras were able to see the blade in his hand – something she didn’t tell to any of them.

“another important thing,” coups cleared his throat. “if you ever, and i mean ever, see him anywhere…”, he pleaded. “report it. to the manager, to the police, to anyone. even me. i will do anything in my power for it to never happen again. to any of you. he’s dangerous, i don’t really know what he told her because she didn’t wanna talk about it and she also haven’t opened the letter yet and she won’t let anyone do it too. so we are working with what we have until she’s ready to talk. it’s not the first time he’s seen at the same place as her, with or without us. did you all understand that?”

everyone nodded their heads. mingyu’s gaze lowered, suddenly he remembered a very important thing that he saw on the plane. he was just scrolling through twitter before the take off when he saw it. though he passed it as just normal fan behavior because he didn’t pay attention, now it became a big red flag in his mind. i mean people go crazy if their idol is in the same place as them, but it felt too much now that he thought about it. he tried searching it up again but to no avail – the account was deleted.

“hyung…”, he mumbled, getting everyone’s attention. “i saw a post on twitter that i think that probably got deleted because of the content…”

he got chills when he remembered, how could he just scroll through it as if it was nothing? gosh, he felt like a terrible brother.

“this person on twitter posted videos and pictures of a bathroom they were in, the post said something about nari being there, though i don’t remember much so i don’t know if she was there or had already left. but it looked like the bathroom of that restaurant we went to after the first show”, he scratched his head, trying to remember the username. “it was a man, i’m sure of it because of the name on the account. they were posting pictures of used tissues and toilet paper, that nari had just used. he was also saying that he could sell it if someone really wanted it.”

by now everyone had their mouths agape, not sure of what to think at the revelation mingyu just did. how could someone be so dirty and ridiculous? did he think nari would find this lovely or something? what made them even more shocked was how he got into the women’s bathroom, everything was so confusing at this point. it felt like someone was helping him because of how easy he was able to track her down and go after her whenever he felt like doing it.

“wait!”, mingyu gasped. “i remember his name! it was written above the username, i don’t know if it’s real though, these people usually put fake names so they won’t get caugh-!”

“come on, mingyu! what is it?”, seungcheol exasperated, he wanted to have this man on a restraining order and behind bars as soon as possible.

mingyu sighed, saying it loud and clear for everyone to hear, not seeing that nari had just entered the venue. his voice boomed as he said the name, even at the large venue they were in. the girl’s eyes widening at the name mentioned, suddenly having flashbacks as she heard it.

“it’s kim hajun.”

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[sidetongue]

I don’t know how to start this. First of all, I’ve read all of your message and comments and I appreciate each of you. I wanted to step away from this platform because it feels so wrong being here without Mil. For 8 years, sidetongue.tumblr.com has been a place where Miller has existed not only in my life, but in the lives of people all over the world. Her memory, her story, and her existence are etched into the walls of this blog and I feel like a traitor carrying on without her.

A comment stuck out to me though, and it said something like ‘you’ve built this community and we’re all here for you’. And that’s right; there is such a sense of community here, years worth of friendships, and it would be so unfair to shut you all out. I know many of you cried along with me, and many of you grieve over this little blue dog like she was a close friend. Let me fill you in.

On Thursday (Day 5) I had the day off from work but went in anyway to help put an NG tube in Mil. My vet had spoken to vets up north (where lepto is more prevalent) and they had said that clinical symptoms don’t improve until day 7 at least. That gave us a bit of an explanation as to why we hadn’t seen improvement yet. It gave us some hope. We had to buckle in and get her to day 7. Of course, we needed to get food into her, so a NG tube was needed so we could stop force feeding her with a syringe.

She was such a good sport for her tube. She didn’t fuss or squirm or complain. Her nose bled and I cried. She told me not to worry about it. I told her I loved her and I’d see her later.

At around 4:30pm I got a call from my vet. She said “you know how you asked me to tell you if it was time?” I knew what that meant. It meant something had changed, things weren’t okay anymore, it meant Miller was suffering. I rushed into work.

They told me she had collapsed a little while ago. They ran bloods, and her clotting time was abnormal. She was going into DIC. When I saw Mil she looked so tired. The vet said she’d carry her out onto the grass, but Mil wanted to walk. On shaky legs she dragged her tired body up and walked beside me as we went outside.

Mil got to feel the wind on her face, smell fresh air, see blue skies, and have green grass beneath her feet. I hysterically refused to put on a gown, gloves, and face shield. I didn’t care about getting sick, I didn’t care about protocols, I needed her to feel all of my love in her last moments. And selfishly, I needed to feel those velvety ears, run my fingers through her fur, and feel her warmth beneath my hands.

I buried my face in her neck and clung to her as she fell asleep. I squeezed my eyes shut and for many moments I couldn’t sit back up. Couldn’t open my eyes to a world without Miller in it.

It has taken me over a week to look at and edit these few photos. The SD card had been sitting heavy, holding the last two adventures we ever went on. It filled me with dread, knowing I’d have to sit and look at Miller being happy and carefree in these photos. If I didn’t look at them, then there would always be a little bit of Mil still alive and safe. But I knew, in order to feel closure, I needed to go through them.

My heart shattered over and over again as her bright eyes stared into mine through the screen. So full of life, so unknowing of what was to come. The beach photo was taken on the morning she was admitted, a mere hour before she walked into the vet clinic. Never to walk out again. She had been a little quiet; staying by my side and not venturing off with the rest of the dogs. That’s what prompted me to take her to work. That’s why I only got the one photo, after a seagull tempted her to half-heartedly chase it.

I will never understand why this happened to my little blue dog. My boss has clarified that we STILL do not recommend lepto vaccines and that they are still not indicated due to how very low the risk is. That’s a whole other level of pain. That it was a one in a million chance, that my best girl was the horrific anomaly and we’ll likely never see this disease again.

Thank you all again for your words of support. The other dogs are doing well, no one is sick, and Trickle is still with us. The foster program that Trickle is through has called up the clinic and paid the entire amount for Miller’s cremation; a huge gesture that took off some of the financial burden.

I feel so privileged to have shared Millou with you all - she had more friends than she could possibly ever know, which is saying something because she was just. So comically abrasive. I hope she’s found someone unsuspecting to bark at up there. I hope she’s climbing mountains and eating dead kangaroos. I hope she’s found the equivalent of grandma’s armchair and is snoozing peacefully. I’ll miss her forever.

[kimmiessimmies]

Out in the Open (6/19)

“I thought maybe you’d rather get away from that lovebirds view,” Malik said as they stood in line at the counter.

Joshua laughed, “Thanks, but I’m okay, actually. Yes, it hurt a bit when it was all brand new, but I like Kyra and seeing her and Joel together also sort of gave me a bit of… closure, so to speak. That’s what I was thinking when I saw them together like that; it’s all good now,” he smiled.

“I’m glad to hear that,” Malik said, “I’m sure there will be someone out there for you, Josh, you’re awesome. Anyone would be lucky to be with you.”

“Thank you,” Joshua said, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks, “I’ll see where the road takes me.”

Malik nodded and smiled widely at Joshua.

[sage-lights]

This is so random, but hearing Shayne talk about Sword AF in the Smosh After Dark Q&A gave me a sense of closure. I'd already accepted that they weren't gonna do a season 3, but to hear him sort of confirm what I was thinking happened (that it was a lot work and time and too little return on investment, despite the fact that they loved doing it), I feel ready to leave the charred remains of my beloved piece of media buried in the ground.

I think BAF Legacy was able to have a proper send-off because the story was already written by somebody else and it had a definite ending with an already expected finite number of episodes, whereas Sword AF didn't really have an end in sight so the series fizzling out was sort of inevitable. I'm sad about it, but at the end of the day, I still get to see Shayne, Chanse, Damien, Amanda, and Angela work together and as fans we get to experience how BAF Legacy and Sword AF shifted all 5 of their relationships to one another to a cozier, sweeter space y'know? (I'm thinking specifically of Shayne and Angela becoming one of my favorite duos ever through Sword AF)

Like, BAF Legacy is where I first saw that Amanda and Shayne really clicked and it's what made me so excited when I saw that they were hosting Smosh Mouth together! To this day, the 5 of them- all together, give or take other cast members- is my personal favorite lineup. I loved the series so much so I WANT there to be something more dramatic and final (?) to its end than it just not being a sustainable series to produce, but sometimes that's all there is.

I am not ready to watch Smosh vs. Zombies yet, but I've seen what people say online, and I already know that Amanda and Courtney have a queer-coded codependent friendship thing going on and I will absolutely eat it up I love Courtmanda and I ADORE wlw pining. COURTMANDA WLW PINING? I won!! Sorry that was such a long message!!!! TLDR: I loved Sword AF but it's gone and that's okay. I ship courtmanda.

hi anon! thank you for coming to my inbox and chatting 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ (under the cut are my thoughts because it gets LONG)

i said a lot of my own thoughts in the tags of this reblog, but i think that beyond saf taking a lot of effort without a lot of return, i don't think enough people were really batting for it. i know amanda's talked about loving it, angela and chanse play dnd in their own time, shayne always wanted to get into dnd, and damien is obviously the one with the most passion as the dm. but when push comes to shove, i think the cast rather put their time into things like bit city because it's closer to that kind of true improv that they love.

characters i think also contributed to the longevity of shows. baf legacy let them change character every episode, but saf leaves them "stuck" in the same character for seasons on end. reoccurring characters at smosh are never as serious as the saf characters and maybe the cast just didn't vibe with it as much?

you should def give smosh vs zombies a watch when you come around to it. though i love long ttrpg series, it seems like a good middle ground between fans of ttrpg and what smosh likes to do. and yes, the courtmanda/gracevannah goes HARD!!! i adore them!!!!

if you poke around my blog, you see i started to post a lot about d20 and dropout recently. that's honestly just me filling the void that saf left behind and it's working! hoping that one day a smosh cast member will end up in the dome! that would make my little ttrpg heart soooooo happy!

[starshower1215]

Slightly Delusional Take on Levihan

To add to the alreasy tall pile of Levihan theories, in the last phrase that Levi says to Hange, the "camera" really zooms in on his sad boy eyes and, as everyone has seen, he tells them, "Dedicate your heart." His eyes seem almost dead inside, but maybe we can interpret the expression as resignation.

As we have seen, Levi and Hange grow a little bit apart, or rather, they build up a big pile of unsaid topics. In the scene where Hange reaffirms the values of the Survey Corps, a manga panel zooms in solely on Levi's expression. In the forest scene, she tries to say things she isn't expecting him to hear, but he brings up the idea of running away and rejects it, because they both know it won't end well.

Five minutes later, I've lost my train of thought entirely, but my original idea was to translate Levi's expression, paired with "Dedicate your heart," as resignation. Almost like unrequited love, but it isn't that. Hange and Levi had moments shown where they had to remind themselves of their duties over their emotions, so this was just the closure that gave him the opportunity to resign himself to that reality. This entire post originated from the idea that Hange was saying, "I've got this cool thing going on [I'm really trying to do the right thing], don't ruin this for me/don't stop me [and it's really fragile, so just let me go, please]" because we all know she needs a mental breakdown. Her entire demeanor kind of reads as "Please forgive me" as well, and in response, Levi basically says, "If you can't dedicate your heart to me, dedicate your heart to this. I forgive you."

This was all probably very apparent, but it just clicked for me, so it is okay.

Also, I think a big trope for love stories is that the characters have a way of saying "I love you" without saying it directly. The most popular example I've seen is from the Princess Bride, I believe, where the guy is always saying "As you wish" (??? Something like this?). Maybe Levi and Hange have this "Dedicate your heart" as a step-in for "I love you/I forgive you," reminding one another over and over that it's all okay.

Further delusional, farfetched, and biased evidence about Levi dedicating his heart to her (as some have claimed): the size of your fist is roughly the size of your heart, and your heart beats on the left side of your body.

[beanghostprincess]

Sometimes I feel like Shuggy is a sort of Lusopp gone wrong, especially with the w7 fight hilighting Usopp's insecurities and how Buggy may have felt some insecurities as well towards Shanks..

I am not gonna write a long text about this because I am busy however, I have so many thoughts about this. I've been having this exact same thought for a long time, because I was like "wow Luffy doesn't usually explain what happened to people. In general. He doesn't stay in the past. But if Shanks asked about their journey and his rough times, maybe he'd end up telling him about Usopp and Water 7. And Shanks would relate to it to a personal level so damn hard- At least he'd be proud Luffy was able to deal with it". And after this thought, I just can't unsee it.

Buggy and Usopp are really similar. They both have those "fake it til you make it" type of "coward" personalities and they wish to be more than what they're seen as, because they feel like everyone shines brighter than them. I think the main difference here is that Usopp has a crew that supports him and his environment is wayyy healthier than Buggy's. He can grow as a person with them and learn to be braver and stronger and not compare himself to others. Be his own person and grow to the point of accepting himself. The whole thing about Usopp's journey is a personal thing, because his crew already knows what he's capable of, he just wants to prove it to himself. Buggy, on the other hand, doesn't have the luck to be surrounded by people that genuinely believe in him. Like, okay, he has followers and subordinates that always keep treating him like a king, but they don't make him feel like one because he just keeps on pretending instead of trying to grow as a pirate accept himself. Which is understandable because why the hell would he do that if there's no point to do it? He gave up on his dream and now he's just doing the "fake it til you make it" to survive. With chapter 1082 (Y'all really should tell me to shut up about that chapter. It's just... I just miss Buggy and Cross Guild I really need another chapter about them) I think we could have a lot of character development for Buggy because he now has decided to follow his dream after all these years. It's basically the same story as Usopp's, except that it has taken him years to do this because his insecurities are tied to a relationship that doesn't have any closure.

Shuggy really is a Lusopp gone wrong, and it makes me so sad but it's just another great way of showing parallelisms between Shanks and Luffy and how the new generation is doing things differently (and better).

Usopp left the crew using the death of Merry as an excuse to cover the real reason (feeling completely insecure as he's surrounded by people stronger than him and he doesn't feel like he belongs with them) and Buggy left Shanks using the excuse of having been tricked into eating a Devil Fruit and losing the map to cover the fact that he did it because... Not exactly because he felt insecure being in Shanks' shadow. See? This is the main difference between the two. Buggy didn't leave Shanks because of feeling insecure (although, yes, it's a really important point of the story and it's pretty much crucial to their relationship and his decision to leave Shanks), he left because he trusted him to follow Roger's steps but he didn't. He gave up on his dream to trust Shanks instead and that's what Shanks does? Throw their dream away?

Lusopp's thing is more about Usopp's personal growth, but the whole deal with Shuggy's relationship is a bit more messed up because it's full of miscommunication, mourning and insecurities and it's a thing they have to deal with together.

But yeah, what I'm trying to say is that their relationships are pretty similar and I really, really want Shuggy to have closure because otherwise I will forever be sad.

[m-jelly]

All I need - The end

@ladycheesington <3

Levi x fem!reader

Future Fic, Romance, Drama & Romance, Falling In Love, mafia, Gangsters, Love, True Love, Fluff, Protective Levi, Possessive Levi, suggestive moment, mentions of violence, mentions of bad childhood, mentions of bad mother.

In this chapter: You and Levi take your last public stand against Ariana and work to destroy her for good. With everything set, you become bait for a crazy Ariana. You and Ariana face off, Vincent has closure and you finally get peace. It's wedding day and it is full of love from everyone.

Today you were on a mission to piss off Ariana even more than you had before. An invite had come your way to speak on a talk show. Before Levi, you would have dreamed of doing something like this, but here you were all dressed up to talk to the host. It felt all so surreal to you that you had so much confidence now in yourself and your body. Having a man who loved you more than anything saying you were incredible and perfect helped.

Levi reached over and untangled your earring for you. “You look like a Queen.”

“Thank you.”

He wrapped his arms around you. “Marry me.”

You hummed a laugh. “I will be.”

He tilted his head and spoke against your lips. “I mean now.”

You giggled. “We can’t, my grumpy love.”

He pouted. “Why not?”

“Because you made plans for the wedding. We even taste-tested a cake.”

He lowered his head. “You’re right.”

“Let’s just go out there, do our interview and then go home.”

He hugged you and hummed. “Okay.”

You rubbed his back. “This will all be over soon, okay?”

“I know. We have to get Ariana to lose her shit, attack and then we can take her out.”

You pulled back a bit and kissed him. “Yes, my grumpy love.”

“Sorry to interrupt.” The host shyly walked closer. “I’m Lucy, I will be interviewing you both today. Can I say, I am so excited to meet you both.”

You shook her hand. “Nice to meet you too. Levi has asked you to call me Mrs Ackerman and I approve. We’re not married yet, but we will be in a month.”

Levi yanked you closed. “She’s my wife already in spirit.”

You giggled. “You cutie.”

Lucy laughed. “Well, Mr and Mrs Ackerman, please follow me and if you want anything to drink let me know!” She walked with you. “I love the dress you are wearing and your makeup is so good.”

You smiled at her. “Thank you. It’s a new line of clothing and the makes is special too.”

“Oh, could I ask you that on the show?”

“Of course, I would love to tell you all about it.”

Levi squeezed your bum. “You’re wonderful for finding these two companies. I just know talking about them will help them out so much.”

Lucy sat in her chair. “Oh, are they small businesses?”

You took your seat and waited for Levi to sit next to you. “Yeah, they’re small and they are incredible. The owners are so sweet too.”

Lucy clapped her hands. “Amazing. I can’t wait to find out because I would love to use the makeup and have the clothes.”

“You like it that much?” Your cheeks burned as you smiled. “I’m glad. That makes me happy.”

Levi kissed your cheek. “You are adorable.”

Lucy grinned. “All right, you both ready?”

“Yes.”

She shifted in her seat and smiled at the camera. Lucy gave her introduction and talked about who she had and what was going on for the show. She mentioned current events and how things were being impacted and changed. Even the topic of your and Levi’s attack was news as well. Talks of it being Ariana was out and people were turning against her, it didn’t help that she said she’d kill you at a charity event.

Lucy turned to you. “Welcome Mr and Mrs Ackerman, thank you for coming.”

You smiled. “Thank you for having us. We normally don’t do this, but so many rumours are flying around and we need to talk.”

“Oh, understandable really. I have a few questions for you and I’m sure there are some you are expecting.”

Levi sighed. “We are. We want to answer everything we can and please understand that there are some things we won’t be able to.”

“That makes sense, you as a family are taking care of things.”

“That’s right.”

She shuffled a bit on her seat. “The attempt on your lives. Word is you know who did it.”

You turned on your seat and showed off your spine. “This is what I had to have done. The bullet that went through Levi went through me.” You sat back in your spot. “Levi has one too.” You reached over to him and touched the side of his neck. “He was also shot in the neck.”

Levi turned his head and kissed your hand. “It was a horrible day.”

You held Levi’s hand. “It happened on the day we were celebrating our engagement.”

Lucy welled up a little and clasped her hands together in front of her mouth. “Oh, you poor things. A day that was supposed to be celebrated became such a scary day. They say De’lore was behind it.”

Levi pulled you close to him. “That’s right. The sniper confessed he was hired by her.”

“I bet that is terrifying, especially when she threatened you at a charity event. We have a clip of that. Are you okay for us to show it?”

You nodded. “Yes.” You looked ahead and saw the clip playing. It was odd looking back on how she was and your reaction to it. At the time you were being tough, but seeing how she spoke to you was awful. “I can’t believe it.”

Levi hugged you. “You were amazing in that moment, so brave too. It’s a shock to see it back.”

Lucy placed her hand on her chest. “I can’t believe how she spoke to you. It really makes it clear that she wants you gone and the shooting had to be her.” She turned to the camera. “All of you out there watching this live, I know you saw this coming. We’ve had people trying to whistleblow about her and her businesses. If you’ve been mistreated by this woman and her business, please speak up. I know it’s hard to avoid her name on things, but I’m sure there are ways around it.”

You smiled. “There is. All the stuff I’m wearing and my makeup has nothing to do with her.”

Levi rubbed your back. “Her dress is from an amazing company. You find out what body shape you are and shop in that category.”

“That’s right.” You grinned. “So, they have a category for apple, hourglass, pear and all sorts. If they don’t have your shape, you measure yourself and send it in and they create a whole new line so people like you can get clothes too. You’ll get your first outfit at a big discount. It’s incredible.”

Lucy reached over. “May I touch the fabric?”

You lifted part of your dress for her. “Of course!”

“That’s so soft.”

You smiled. “The ladies who make these clothes are dedicated to women feeling comfortable in their own skin. Women come in all shapes and sizes, so do men and it’s hard to find the right fit and they help you. There is fair trade and equal wages too in their company.”

She clapped her hands. “That’s wonderful. They sound so perfect.”

Levi played with your hair. “Her makeup is cute.” He leaned closer and kissed your neck. “Though she is super cute first thing in the morning with no makeup on, messy bed hair and my shirt.”

You giggled as he nibbled your neck. “Thank you, my grumpy.” You smiled at Lucy. “The makeup I use is made by a married couple, both ladies are so friendly. It is nice for your skin, has organic materials in it, isn’t full of bad chemicals and you get this cute wand with it. So, you put the makeup on and use the wand and it keeps it on your skin. The wand activates it and it won’t rub off your skin. When you’re ready to take it off, you just turn the wand off and the makeup comes off so easily. You won’t need to use multiple wipes.”

Lucy inspected your skin. “It’s so flawless too. Is it on thick?”

“Nope. You don’t have to put it on thick and it doesn’t even feel like you’re wearing anything, unlike De’lore.”

“Incredible!”

You gave the names of the companies and showed their social media pages, along with their websites so people could buy things. You cuddled up to Levi and started talking about your romance and how you met each other. You giggled as Levi got all flustered when you talked about how charming he was and how he chased you around.

Levi released a long sigh. “I was lovesick right away. Even though she thinks she wasn’t pretty when we first met, I thought she was so cute. I wanted to know everything about her and make her mine.”

“He spoiled me so much. He made up a job for me and created a cute desk.”

Levi blushed. “The job wasn’t made up.”

You giggled. “I know it was.”

He whined a bit. “Fine, fine, it was, but I wanted to keep you safe and make sure you knew how valuable you were. When I met you, you thought you were worth less than nothing.”

You welled up a little. “Levi.”

“You are my bunny goddess and you are worth so much.” He kissed you and hummed. “My precious bunny. If anyone dares to take you I will-.”

You covered Levi’s mouth with your hand. “Grumpy, we are live.”

Levi took your hand and showered it with kisses. “I’ll be a good boy.”

You giggled. “Thank you.”

Lucy fanned herself. “My goodness, the fire between you is incredible. You are two parts of a big soul, together you form one perfect person.” She leaned closer. “I gotta ask, you two having kids?”

Levi yanked you onto his lap. “Yes. We’ll make the sweetest and most perfect babies ever.”

You laughed. “That’s what we want, yes.”

Lucy squealed. “They will be so cute!”

You smiled a little as Levi fixed your summer dress a bit. “Levi.”

He whined a bit. “I’m not sure about this.”

“It’s the only way.” You cupped his face. “Ariana has been ruined. I’ve taken everything from her, she has nothing now and I know she’ll want me dead. I have to become bait.”

He hugged you tightly. “But what if she hurts you.”

“She won’t. Your gang is in place ready to protect me and you will be watching. Trust me, Levi.”

He tapped his forehead against yours and released a sigh. “I love you.”

You tilted your head and kissed him. “I love you forever and always.” You released Levi. “Once we do this, then it’ll all be over.” You sighed again. “She’ll be gone.” You turned on your heels and walked outside the building. “Let’s do this.”

Levi watched you from inside the building. He reached up and pressed the earpiece in his ear. “The bunny has been released. Remember, follow at a distance. We have to make the snake think the bunny is alone.”

Sasha replied. “I’ve got my eagle eyes on her. Looks like everything is clear so far.”

Mike spoke. “Scouting ahead, can’t see anything yet either.”

Levi climbed the building, left the top parking area and climbed into his car with Erwin in the passenger. “I’m worried.”

Erwin looked over at his friend. “She’s a tough cookie. She can do this.”

He whined a bit as he started driving. “I just don’t want her to get hurt. She got beat up because of me and a debt. She had to get a new spine because of me.”

“She’s stronger and smarter than you think.” Erwin smiled. “She’s become a stronger woman. You’ve allowed her to grow.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“I see a snake!�� Sasha’s voice came through the earpiece. “She’s coming in hot and fast from the east. I think she might ram the bunny.”

Mike answered. “I’ve lost eyes on the bunny. She went through a building tunnel.”

Levi started to panic. “Bunny! I’ll race ahead. We have to find her car.” He drove ahead as his heart raced in his chest. “Come on bunny!” He drove his hover car around the building and saw Ariana’s car T-bone a parked car. “No…”

Ariana was driving fast and her rage was consuming her. All she could think about was killing you. You had ruined everything for her and after your live show, people were abandoning her left and right. All the money she had worked hard to build was now gone. She had never been this poor before. The only thing she wanted was for you to die.

She had followed you for a while and saw your car float into the building tunnel. She moved around the building and waited on the other side. As soon as you were out and parked in a nice spot, she floored and crashed the side of the car. Excitement surged through her because she knew that you had to be dead or dying. She stumbled out of her car and started laughing when blood dripped out the bottom of the door.

She opened her purse and pulled out her gold and pearl handgun. “I really hope you’re alive because I want to look you in the eyes when I shoot you in the head.” She walked closer in her designer high heels. “I don’t care what Danny says about you, you’re poison.” She glanced behind her to see a car pulling up making her smile. “More people who support me here to see you die.”

She fought with the door a little, it was heavy and stuck. A frustrated scream escaped her as she yanked on the door, but it wouldn’t open. She kicked the door a few times before yanking it open. A wicked laugh escaped her when she realised that the door was now open. She pulled it wide and saw there was nobody inside. All that remained inside the car were blood bags.

She glared. “What in the fuck!?”

“Amazing, right?”

She turned to see you in a stunning summer dress with a cute hat, your hair done nicely, pretty small heels and delicate makeup. At your side sat Hades with a cute bow. Ariana shook. “You should be dead…”

You folded your arms and popped your hip to the side. “Mm, no. Not yet. I have a long life to live.”

Ariana gripped her gun in her hand and Hades noticed. As soon as her hand twitched to move, he ran right for her and jumped. She lifted her hand with the gun but Hades was faster. He bit her wrist and ragged it causing her to drop the gun and scream in pain. She dropped to the floor before Hades released her. He bit her gun and ran over to you.

You took her gun and smiled. “Good boy.” You took the ammo out and sighed. “Did you think killing me would be so easy?” You walked closer to her. “I planned all of this out. I made sure that you wouldn’t and couldn’t win.” You leaned down and smiled at her. “You’ve lost to the woman who is fucking the son of your enemy. Isn’t that funny?”

Ariana screamed at you. “I hate you!”

“And I hate you. We have something in common.” You stood up and looked at cars turning up. “Oh, here comes the cavalry.”

Levi sprinted over to you. “Bunny!” He scooped you up into his arms and held you tightly. “Oh, my little bunny I thought that was your car and not the fake.”

You giggled. “I’m safe.” You showered his face with kisses. “You are the best.”

He put you down. “I guess I did use my brain in this one, huh?”

“You did.” You looked over to a car landing to see Vincent get out. “Your brother is here.”

Levi held you close as he watched his brother. “Let him process.”

Vincent stormed over to Ariana on the floor. He pulled his gun out and pointed at her face. With gritted teeth, he fought the tears stinging his eyes, but the emotions running through him were almost too much. “You…you…” He shook. “You were supposed to be my mother! I was nothing but this…tool to you…did…did you ever love me?”

Ariana panted as she held her arm. She stared up at Vincent. “What the fuck are you doing? You want to face off with me and try and get me to say I always loved you? You want me to say I regret being a bad mother?” She laughed. “You want me to fix your broken heart, huh? If you want me to be honest, Vincent, I wish I never gave birth to you. You’re a disappointment. I guess beating you was fun though. I destroyed my body for nothing.”

Vincent lowered his head and sobbed a little. “You…” He flinched when he heard a crack and Ariana scream. He looked up to see you pulling your fist back. He softly said your name. “Why?”

Levi pulled Vincent back. “Because we’re family.”

You shook your hand. “Your face is hard from all those surgeries, fuck me.” You hugged your arm to your chest. “Kuchel? You wanna hit in?”

Kuchel ran over and hit Ariana hard. “Vincent is my baby! Mine! I love that boy! He’s my son!”

Sebastian picked up Kuchel as she thrashed about. “Darling kitten, put the claws away.”

Vincent turned and hugged Levi. “Thank you.”

Levi rubbed Vincent’s back. “You don’t need her, okay? Now, where’s my confident and cocky big brother?”

“I’m here, you short handsome man.”

Levi shoved his brother off. “I’m not short.”

You hugged Levi tightly. “He’s perfect size. He’s my big man.”

Levi squeezed you. “Thank you.”

“So, what now? What are we going to do with her?”

Levi picked you up. “Don’t worry about that.”

You pouted. “But Levi.”

“Remember I told you that I would tell you about my mafia life, but some things will remain a secret to protect your cute head?”

You nodded. “Yes.”

He carried you to his car. “This is one of those times.”

“Okay, I’ll be a good girl.”

He sat you inside the car. “Good, thank you.” You looked around him. “Is Vincent going to be okay? Vincent! Do you want to stay over ours?”

Vincent laughed. “Thank you, but I’ll stay with mum and dad.”

“Okay! You can come over anytime though!”

“Thank you!”

You sat back. “He’s nice. Oh, someone wants you to call them a good boy.”

He looked down at Hades as he sat with his tail wagging. “There’s my boy. You protected your mummy so well!” He fussed Hades. “Good boy!” He chuckled. “I’m going to get you a wonderful reward.”

“He deserves a massive bone.”

“He does.” Levi let Hades into the car. “Look after mummy a bit, I need to talk to everyone for a bit.”

You waved. “Be good.”

“Can’t promise that, bunny.”

You giggled. “I can’t wait to get you home.”

Levi paused a moment as he registered what you said. He smirked a bit. “Dirty bunny. I’ll punish you later.”

You sat back in the car and let out a long sigh. “I love that man so much.”

Hades lay his head on your lap wanting a fuss, so you gave it to him. It all seemed so peaceful now and safe. Your eyes closed as the tension in your body went. You didn’t realise how much you’d been clenched up, or how much anxiety was deep in you. Facing off against Ariana was a scary thing for you, there could have been so many things that could have gone wrong, but they didn’t.

You started laughing as tears ran down your cheeks. You rubbed your tears away as you kept laughing. A part of you couldn’t believe you were alive and well, that you had survived all of this. It made you feel so free now that this madness was over. The next steps for you now were marriage and kids.

You perked up when Levi got into the car. “Hey, grumpy.”

Levi gazed at you. “Are you okay? You’ve been crying.”

“I just…it was that crying where you laugh. I’m just relieved.”

Levi held you close. “I understand. I do.” He kissed the top of your head. “Let’s get home, eat some food, watch some TV and have amazing sex.”

You laughed. “Sounds perfect.”

Your mother fixed your hair for you and smiled. “You look like a princess.”

You welled up as a mix of emotions went through you. “Thank you.”

“I can’t believe you’re getting married. It seems like only yesterday you were a baby in my arms.”

You hummed a laugh. “Time flies, huh?”

“Levi is the perfect man. I won’t question his job.”

You giggled as you walked with her. “Best not to, mum.” You walked over to your maid of honour, you knew there was no one better for the job. “Vincent, do you have my flowers?”

“I do.” He smirked and handed you the flowers. “You know, I still can’t believe you asked me to do this. It’s the best thing ever.”

You hummed a laugh. “I couldn’t think of anyone more perfect. Also, my party was amazing.”

“You’re welcome.” He put his arm around you. “You ready?”

“I sure am.”

He stopped you. “Are you sure? I mean, we could run away together now.”

You laughed. “Vincent.”

He winked at you. “Got you to laugh. Sorry, you looked like you were nervous as shit.”

“Thank you, I feel better now.”

“Good.” He put his arm around you. “Now, let’s take you to go make the biggest mistake of your life.”

Your mother laughed. “Vincent!”

You backhanded his chest. “Vincent.”

He laughed. “I’m kidding! Levi is the best. I love my little brother.” He stopped in front of your dad. “She’s all yours.”

Your father offered his arm. “Come on, pet.”

You linked your arm with your father’s and walked towards the carpet laid out. A wedding in a garden was a dream come true and had you and Levi all over it. The peace and quiet were everything you needed. All the decorations were delicate and sweet. Levi had thought about everything when he set up this place. You were happy and deeply in love with Levi.

As soon as you locked eyes with Levi you started smiling and couldn’t stop smiling. Levi’s eyes widened when he saw you. A deep blush spread on his cheeks as his heart skipped a beat. He smiled so lovingly at you and walked towards you. Levi ignored the laughs and whispers as he ran towards you. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close to him.

Your father chuckled. “Now that is a man in love. She is all yours.”

Levi pulled back a bit. “Sorry, I squished your flowers.”

You giggled. “It’s okay.”

Levi smiled at your father. “Thank you.” He moved you towards the front. “You are so beautiful.”

“Thank you. You look so handsome. Your suit is perfect.”

“Yeah? I’m glad.” He hugged you close with one arm. “I can’t believe we’re getting married.”

You giggled. “It’s a dream.” You looked in front to see Sebastian. “Your dad is marrying us?”

Levi nodded. “He insisted.”

You hummed a laugh and hugged Levi’s arm as Sebastian read a few things and then allowed you and Levi to say your vows, of course, Levi moved you with his words of love and devotion to you. Your heart was filled with love and joy. He always made you feel like you were the single most beautiful person in the world.

Levi held your hands and said your name. “I would never die for you. I would never give my life up for you. Dying is too easy. Living is hard, it’s the hardest thing in the world for some. I want to live for you. Every single moment of my life will be dedicated to you and being with you. I eat, sleep, work, breathe and live for you. All the things I do in my life either involve you or it is for you. The way I view the future is different now. There are so many things I look forward to. Since you, I worry more, I fear more, I’m anxious more, but I smile more, I laugh more, I sing more, I do more and I enjoy every single moment. I explore my emotions and let them all out. I know that I can do anything in this life because I have you right by my side. Sometimes I worry that saying I love you is not enough to help you understand just how much I do love you, but sometimes those three words are all I need. I love you.”

You welled up a little and sniffed. “Incredible as always, Levi. You just have a way with words.” You wiped your tears away. “Damn, um I don’t know if I can come close to your vows. You’re so beautiful.”

He cupped your face and kissed your forehead. “I want to hear.”

You nibbled your lip. “For a long time, I was never happy. I didn't know what happiness was. I longed for happiness that I saw others having, but as time went on it seemed like it was not meant for me. I didn’t know what my purpose or what life had in store for me.” You gulped hard. “I let so many people walk all over me and I thought that was it, that was my life. You just appeared in my life like this black knight. You made me see that I am beautiful, smart, funny and kind. I gained a purpose in life and every single day with you was bright and full of colour. I have come to love myself and grow so brightly. Now I am excited for what life brings next. I’m excited for new things. I’m excited to go out there into the world. Every day I spend with you is pure deep happiness. I never knew happiness was this incredible. My happiness is you, all of you. I love you Levi more than anything. I will keep telling you every day I love you just so you know just how much and how deeply my love for you is.”

He smiled at you. “Adorable.”

You lowered your voice to a whisper. “I felt like that sucked compared to you.”

“You were incredible.” He exchanged the rings with you. “You are always incredible.”

Sebastian smiled. “You both may kiss.”

Levi yanked you against him and crashed his lips against yours. “Mine.”

You giggled. “Yours.”

“You ready for dinner?”

You nodded. “I’m starved.”

He scooped you up in his arms and started walking with you. “Mine.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. “I love you.”

“I love you forever and always.” He carried you to a little area just for you and him. He sat you down as your friends and family took their seats at other tables. “A nice little private spot for you and me.”

You shuffled closer and kissed him. “Yes.”

“I’m so glad everything is good again.” He sighed. “We have a nice perfect wedding.”

You hummed a laugh. “You disappointed that nothing went crazy?”

He smirked. “Well, a few explosions and gunfire might make it more exciting.” He leaned over and kissed you. “Though a lot of the exciting stuff will happen tonight in our room.”

You purred. “It will.” You massaged Levi’s Levi as you watched your guests. “Do you know what I find weird?”

He hummed at you. “Tell me.”

“That people are taking pictures and trying to film us.”

Levi nuzzled the crook of your neck. “That happens when you’re an Ackerman.” He kissed you and sighed. “So, how long before we can have a baby?”

You giggled at how sweet he was. “We can give it three years.”

“One.”

“Two.”

He hummed in thought. “Okay, two.” He hugged you tightly. “I know you getting the spine was a bad day, but it is a good things because it’ll keep you strong.”

You smiled at Levi. “Yes.” You kissed Levi and sighed. “How about one session of baby making tonight, hmm? My wedding present to you.”

Levi perked up. “Yes please.”

[iwakuraz]

hello can i ask you about your ocs? your art of them is so cool, i’d love to know more about them

:0 YES!!!! THANK U SM thats so nice of you!!! going on a rant under the cut hehe. hope u do not mind that super bad at explaining so its all just me saying random stuff ajshdj. sorry about that

SO STARTING WITH THESE TWO

the one with buns is called rue and shes an oc I've had since like 2020 ,, shes kinda rude and mean but shes also pretty gay w/ the other character next to her. I think I'm gonna call the other girl paige? but I haven't reallyyyy decided on a name yet! one thing about me is that I'm pretty bad at naming characters. I named her after this one old art website I used as a kid though, the website was called 'paigeeworld'. dunno how many people remember paigeeworld but I do. and paige is def the kinda person to go on art websites like paigeeworld and deviantart. so thats why I'm thinking of using that name. also I named rue after the flower rue

I have a story for them vaguely planned out in my head but I need to flesh it out more. I have the ending planned out but uh. the other parts of the story? yeah. I only have those vaguely decided. they're pretty fucked up tho and .yeah . they make eachother worse probably.

rues birthday is 18th august, paiges birthday is 6th of june. these dates do mean something! paiges birthday is the same day that paigeeworld originally announced their closure (I think?) but rues birthday is something a bit more personal 2 me. their story isn't really connected with any of my other ocs, they're sorta just chilling. I started making a fun silly comic thing with them a bit ago but have barely gotten anything done with that cause school. :[

in my head, paige sorta reminds me of the stummy book song 'we all fall down'. thats why I gave her a cup. bc haha get it...... we're all just drinking out of cups waiting for the day when we can't get enough,,, I think her character item is gonna be a cup. always has a cup of like milkshake or something. yum I love milkshake. a song that I associate with rue is 'please tell me mr wonder' by siinamota. and rues character items is her plush of a bear and a bunny! her plushies are alive btw and talk to her sometimes. but I should probably draw her with her plushies more because right now I only have a slightly old animation of her with them. blehhh

there is another oc who is relevant to these two, her name is rini. but I haven't done a proper drawing of her in a while,, I have a drawing of her from 2022 and I am not showing that. rini is in the same class as paige and rue tho. shes the class representative

next here is dot. shes the mascot of my neocities site but I like her quite a lot :] shes a pretty big nerd I think. nerd bunny. her main source of literature consumption is reading old instruction manuals on how to use windows 98.

OKAY NOW TALKIGN ABOUT VIN MY FRIEND VIN!!!! definitely the oc I've posted about the most. full name is vincent but you can call him vin for short, or vinny for medium. I named him after the car seat headrest song vincent. his favourite food is salt packets (the type you get in restaurants) and his favourite beverage is vinegar. VINegar. I like him a Lot and hes basicallyyy my fursona :3 hes a lonely sad teenage cat and I love him so much!!! he doesn't talk a lot, but I think he communicates through likee his tamagotchi or something. again this is another character I have a story planned out for vaguely but I should flesh him out a lot more. I think right now I'm more just using him to represent myself. just know he is very very special to me -w-

AND. do u see the cat on the left. I think I will name them pepper. they're meant to contrast with vin, I think they're rlly energetic and fun and yeah!!!! :3c <- basically they are that emoticon! been trying to think of a name for pepper forever. I'm thinking maybe the name pepper will work. like yeah sure. I don't think they'd enjoy spicy food so they wouldn't like peppers. thats why I think pepper is the perfect name for them. peppers favourite food is probably dip dab? or whatever those things are called? yknow those weird lollipops you can get that come in a packet full of these weird powder thing and you're meant to dip the lolly into the powder? thats what pepper would eat

this is (tama)rini!!!! tamarini. basically the bunny version of the rini oc I mentioned earlier and then said nothing about! they collect tamagotchis and are very very very normal about tamagotchi. she looks sorta similar to dot, but thats not intentional. I just like the colour purple and I also like bunnies.

there are SOME others but these are my favourite ocs right now. holds them in my hands and shakes them.

[ghoulystay]

No.

Featuring: Simon "Ghost" Riley and Y/N (Female) Female reader.

Smut. Flashbacks. Memories. Bad news. Reunited.

18 and over!!

You hear a faint knock on the door. You look through the peep whole and see two soldiers standing there. Your heart began feeling heavy when you noticed what one of the soldiers was holding in his hands. His mask.

You don't know how to react. Your heart sunk a million miles. You try not to cry, but you know what they came to tell you. You open the door, and you feel like you've been holding your breath. The two soldiers look at you. "Ma'am, we're so sorry to break this news to you. Ghost is no longer." You feel your knees weak as you fall to the floor, tears streaming down your cheeks. The soldier kneels down to you, trying his best to reassure you. "Here's his mask, Ma'am, and also, this was found in his pocket." It was a necklace with a ring. You gave him the ring a year after you both began dating. He had also gifted you one that you wore on your finger. You take the mask and necklace from the soldier. Before the soldier was about to leave, you stopped him. "Wait, um.. how..." You couldn't finish the sentence. You didn't want to say it out loud. "He was KIA, Ma'am. I'm very sorry." You were in disbelief. You didn't want to believe any of it. "This can't be true!" You yelled out. The soldier looked back at you one last time before leaving. "Look, you're more than welcome to speak to the captain Ma'am." They both drove away from your home. You stand in the driveway, looking at the car drive away. You pull out your cellphone from your back pocket and scroll through the contacts. You couldn't help but feel disbelief but also anger, you couldn't understand it. You look at the contact and press the call button. Captain Price.

The next morning.

You meet up with Price at the base. You step into his office, and there he is, sitting at his desk waiting patiently for your arrival. You approach the desk. He stands. "Y/N, have a seat." You obliged. He sits back down on his chair. He waits for you to speak. "Please tell me it's not true." You're voice cracks a bit. He sighs. "Look y/n, I know this is a difficult thing to get through, but Ghost is, in fact, deceas..." y/n ubruptly stands, placing her hands on his desk. "Don't! He's not dead! I know he's not!" You screamed. Price stood up. "Y/N, stop. You have to accept it!" You fell back to your chair, burying your face in your hands. You look up to Price with tears in your eyes. "I just don't feel it, John, I know it sounds weird, but I dont, I can't..." You cry, tears streaming down your face. You notice John writing on a piece of paper, scribbling sentences, as he finishes, he folds it and hands it to you. "Not here, wait until you get home, okay?." He whispers. You place the note in your purse and stand. John speaks normally again. "I'm y/n the faster you accept this, the better." He winks and gives you a head bop to exit. You walk out of his office, and you notice everyone outside the office stare at you and whispers among them. You hurry out of the base to your car and drive back home.

At home. Late night.

You sat on your bed holding on to Ghosts mask and the necklace that he wore under his uniform. The note that Price gave you was lying beside you. You feel nervous, but you know you have to read it. You have to find out the truth. You need closure, but is it something you can really face?

You put his mask and necklace on the nightstand, and you reach for the note. You slowly unfold it, revealing John's message.

"He's not dead. He's in hiding. That's all I can tell you for now. Trust that you will both see each other again, just not now. I'll tell him we spoke. Please be patient. Destroy this note."

Your heart felt like it froze. You knew it. Your feelings were correct. You immediately stood up and ran to the bathroom. You begin ripping it up, and you throw the pieces in the toilet. You flush the remains. You walk back to your bedroom where your body collapses onto the bed. You had tears of relief in your eyes. You believed it. You knew, just knew it. You slowly drifted to sleep.

Later that night

As you were sleeping, a hand caresses your face slowly. You open your eyes in a panic before you think to scream, the hand covers your mouth. "Shhhh.. it's me, it's me, love." You reach over to the lamp to switch the light on, but he stops you. "No, it's better this way." He says, holding onto your hand. You embrace him in a tight hug. You feel tears in your eyes, an emotional reunion. You never thought it would come so fast, but you hoped. "I'm so confused, baby. What's going on?" You say still holding on to him. He takes a deep breath, and he pushes you away, holding your face in his hands. "I can't explain all that now. "All I can say is I had to fake a KIA. Someone we thought was friendly turned out to not be...." He looks down. "Who?" You ask him. He doesn't say right away. He continues looking down. You grab onto his face with your hands, and you feel confused and frustrated. You feel like you're being put in the dark. "Answer me, Simon! What the fuck is going on?!" He looks up at you. He wants to tell you, but you know deep down that he can only say so much, especially if he's ordered to do so. "I can't live here anymore. People think I'm gone, so I have to play this role correctly." You're taken aback. Almost speechless. You feel like you've been kicked in the gut, a knife piercing through your heart. "Whaa..t.... and what about....us.." You say faintly, tears streaming down your face. He holds you in his arms this time. "Come with me y/n, that's why I came here tonight. Pack and go. The men are waiting on standby for us." You couldn't believe it. You were happy you reunited but sad because that means leaving everything you and Ghost built behind to run away. "The choice is yours y/n." Ghost said. You push back from his embrace. "It'll be sad to leave our home here behind, but yes, of course I'll go with you, baby." As you get up to get ready to go, you notice he's not moving. "Simon? What's the matter?" You approach him standing inches from where he's sitting. He looks up at you, his hands grab your waist. "How about we fuck one last time in our soon to be old home, here on our soon to be bed?" You're puzzled, Ghost thinking of sex was never surprising but given the circumstance at the moment your shocked. "Are you sure? What about the men, I thought you said they were waiting for us." Ghost releases you as he stands up he takes his shirt off, and he pulls you closer to him. "They can wait." His lips crash to yours, tongues dancing in each other's mouths. You both undress each other and fall to the bed. Bodies tangled up with each other. He begins spreading your legs open with his legs. He inserts inside of you, not holding back. You moan out loud. "Oh... Simon..." Your nails going deep in his back. He holds your legs up to his shoulders, and his thrusts become harder and rougher. Your moans get louder. "I'm gonna... Cum... ooooh..." His hand finds your neck as he continues thrusting faster and deeper. "Say my name, love.. scream it..." Your head goes back, you scream so loud it echos in the room. "FUCK!!! SIMON!!!!" You both climax together.

Afterwards

You're all packed and ready. You head downstairs and see Ghost waiting patiently by the front door. He takes your suitcase from you. "Ready, baby?" He asks. You look back at your home one last time, and you take a deep breath. "Yeah, as long as I'm with you, Simon." He takes your hand and kisses your knuckles. "I'm nothing without you, y/n." He says. you both begin walking down the street. You see a dark vehicle with tinted windows parked by the sidewalk. You both climb into the back of the vehicle. You're surprised to see the two men sitting in the front seats. Captain Price on the driver side and Soap in the passenger side. Soap sits up, turning to you and Ghost. "About damn time you two, could hear you loud and clear on the ear piece, hahaha." You blush as you look at Ghosts direction he takes your hand. "Don't be jealous, mate." Ghost responded. They both laughed. Captain Price turns the engine on and drives off. "Alright, kiddies, let's get you both outta here." He says. You rest your head on Ghosts shoulder, and he kisses the top of your head. "Rest, lovie, we have all the time. We're together now." Your eyes become heavy, you drift off to sleep. Nothing or nobody will ever get in the way of you and Ghost. You're where you're meant to be, where you belong. With him. With Simon.

The End.

[bengiyo]

Step By Step Ep 11 Stray Thoughts

Last week on HR Violations, Chot got Pat together about respecting people's feelings, and then received news that his fiancé is finally taking him home to see the parents after eight years in a beautiful scene worthy of Bruce. Pat confessed to Jeng with a gross carrot cake, but Jeng was checked out of most responsibility all episode. Rumors started to already at work, Jeng waffled, and now Pat has resigned. Also, Ae and Khanun got married, and she gave Beam closure.

See, and this is why I felt the need to write last week. Rumors about Jeng end with him cornered in a meeting where executives tear him apart as his dad looks on. Even rumors that he's queer have cost this company money.

This is gross. They're worried about Fjord, who just hired them to use BL to sell their gas stations. This is what we're talking about with the underlying commentary in this show. The wealth class only wants marketable gays. Jeng is not allowed to be gay because of his position.

Jeng's dad has always known.

Not them using the gate as a barrier!!

It does make me really sad that Jeng has to admit that he can't protect Pat from any of this, because his judgement has been clouded. It's also sad that Pat had to do something drastic to force them to face this situation.

Oh, the hands fiends are gonna lose their minds this week.

Crying because they're all finally a team and Pat and Jeng aren't alone. Chot said, "Don't look at me like that. They have eyes!"

Oh my god a SWOT analysis.

So Put posted that picture huh?

Why does everyone have these loud conversations with the doors open?

I'm glad Pat finally handled Put, because dude needs to do his goddamn job.

SPIES AND THIEVES!!! Toh was the traitor all along!

We called it on Jeng holding the duties of heir so Jaab wouldn't be required to.

Ben and Saint have good scene chemistry.

Time for an Oishii ad break.

Okay, I love the office team. I don't mind Ying being a BL writer at all. I am enjoying everyone yelling.

Put and his conditions.

Hey, Put came through for them!

These hoes ain't loyal! Jeng bought their loyalty from Pat with a single meal!!!

Ope. Jen went all the way to Japan. The disappointments keep on coming.

Pat, that is clearly your father in a bad wig. What are you going to do with a broom?

We don't get gay boys and their dads that often. This is nice, even if the scene is a bit sad because the dad is foreshadowing the base conflict Pat and Jeng are facing.

The president is ruthless, and Jeng fell right into that trap when he used his own money for ads.

Pat isn't wrong. He can't stay here if his skills are always going to be in doubt.

Well, there's our breakup.

Okay! So Pat is going to work with Put for the next two years? This final episode is going to be messy. Still, I am enjoying this. Pat only seems to thrive in small teams. There's something to be said about how some of us just don't fit into corporate environments.

[kyliafanfiction]

Shell 4.3 Live Reactions

(This is me, writing reactions as I read, because why the fuck not. They're not complete, mature thoughts taken after I sit back and evaluate what I've read. Consider them as such)

Lisa leaned forward, putting her elbows on the table, “So if you needed another reason to think Glory Girl is a privileged bitch, look no further.”

“They don’t need nearly as intense an event to make their powers show up.  Glory Girl got her powers by getting fouled while playing basketball in gym class.  She mentioned it in a few interviews she gave.”

Or maybe you could wonder just what's going on in someone's home life that would make a basketball foul such a terrible event for them?

I kind of have somewhat mixed feelings about the fact that (apparently) Ward retcons the 'second gen triggers easier' thing, because that actually feels like a cool worldbuilding choice.

Then again, given what I gather Ward (apparently) reveals about Victoria's trigger, I still kind of feel like it somewhat pales compared to say, Taylor's trigger. So it still may be true, just not as easy as some would have thought.

Amy is second gen and hers wasn't exactly easy, after all.

Obviously, not coming into this blind, so it's hard to say how I'd feel about this if I read it blind. Like, on the one hand, we haven't been given a countervailing POV, but Lisa has clearly established herself as wanting to upplay the 'darker side' of the heroes, and stuff, to Taylor, so this could just be posturing.

I'd like to think, if I came at this blind, I wouldn't take Lisa at face value (because why would anyone, at this point?) and instead consider 'what makes someone's life so shitty that a basketball foul is such a bad day for them?'

Like, topic change but - AITA and related subreddits get a lot of cases where the poster is obviously, so obviously not TA and people wonder why they're asking, and sometimes it feels like they're posting for validation, and maybe they are but like... if someone's life is that bad that they need the validation from strangers on a subreddit?

I feel like let's give them some? So it's sort of like that, here? Like, if Vicky triggers from a basketball foul (and really, Lisa, why take Victoria at face value about this, especially since you now officially know New Wave isn't as shiny as they pretend), then seriously, let's wonder why that of all things counts as such an unpleasant experience for her?

“It’s okay,” Brian reassured me, “It’s one of those things you only really hear about from other capes, and you only know us.  Maybe you’d hear more about trigger events if you took a university class in parahuman studies, but I doubt you’d get the full picture there.  Kind of have to go through it yourself.”

I feel like this would come up on PHO? The Wiki? Maybe Taylor just didn't spend enough time there, but...

This really does feel like a poorly presented exposition excuse. But then, sometimes you need those, especially in a story like Worm.

I found myself at a bit of a loss for words.  I couldn’t really explain why I didn’t want them interfering, “I don’t really know.  I think… I guess I feel that if you guys jumped in and beat them up or humiliated them or made them tearfully apologize, I wouldn’t feel like I’d dealt with things myself.  There wouldn’t be any closure.”

Then maybe actually deal with them already?! You're not even doing that. Taylor, please, don't believe their BS about being helpless before them!

“It went on for almost a year and a half before things quieted down.  Last year, around November, they… I dunno.  It was like they got bored.  The pranks got tamer, then stopped altogether.  The taunts stopped, and so did most of the hate mail.  They ignored me, left me alone.

See, this would be where it would have ended if Emma was sane. She genuinely would have gotten bored.

But instead, Emma's got more screws loose than an American Bridge. I mean, she doesn't give Amy a run for her money on how many issues she has, granted, but then, almost no one does, but still. Emma's issues have issues.

“Ew,” Alec interjected, putting down his food, “I was eating here.”

I mean, to be fair, this isn't really a dinner conversation, Taylor.

 It had been Sophia, I was almost positive: She was the most physically aggressive of the three.  But these guys didn’t need to know her name.

I doubt if she'd said the name it would have hit of Lisa's power enough to let her know that Sophia = Shadow Stalker, but it would make for an interesting AU/Fic Idea/Type Thing? :thinking_face:

I couldn’t leave the story unfinished, after getting this far, as much as I really wanted to.

You found a place where you feel as though you belong, are wanted, and like all people... well, you want to be understood. Can't really criticize that.

Maybe I should have, I dunno.”

Yes Taylor. You *should* have.

“The point I’m trying to make, if you’ll stop changing the subject, is that these girls would probably take their misery out on me, even if they didn’t know I was doing it.  I don’t trust myself to keep from retaliating, upping the ante.  You saw what happened with me and Rachel, the first time we met.  Things would escalate, I’d take things too far eventually.  Secret identity blown, or getting someone seriously hurt, like Lung was, only without the regeneration.”

I do get Taylor's point, I do, but I also feel like she's making excuses.

“There’s too much chance for things to go out of control if I take things into my own hands or have you guys do it for me.  

On the other hand, Taylor is kind of a control freak now, in a way, sortakinda, sooo....

“That would still be risking getting her assaulted,” I sighed, “Pretty girl walking down the side of the road at night?”

Taylor, you're doing a bad job of pretending to be a villain :P :rofl:

“Then why the fuck are you a supervillain?”

Good question. Don't give him the correct answer. :p

“Escape.”  The word left my mouth almost immediately, before I’d had a chance to even think about what it meant.  I couldn’t have taken the time to think before speaking, or they might have known something was up.  Lisa almost certainly would have. A few tense moments passed, and I chanced a look at Lisa and Brian.  Lisa was watching the dialogue, a small smile on her face, her chin resting on her palm.  Brian was kind of inscrutable, arms folded in front of him, no real expression on his face. I explained, “I can deal with real life, if I can leave it behind for this.  Kicking ass, making a name for myself, hanging out with friends.  Having fun.”

And this, beneath all the rationalizations, is the truth. The truest thing she's said in a while, I think, honestly. To herself, or anyone else.

“You’re volunteering, then?” Lisa asked Brian, ignoring my protests. Brian nodded, “Yeah, I guess I am.”

And the ship spills secrets to each other! From what I gather Brian/Taylor doesn't really have a satisfactory conclusion as a romantic subplot (does anything in Worm have a satisfactory conclusion? Okay I mean yes, the last three Arcs did, but still) but it's easy for the reader to be fooled into thinking it will be a more central detail of the story, from some of these bits.

[arisu-artnfics]

“A trip to Paris” 2

Notes: Future art piece by: @k-beckerart on Tumblr. Preview art. 

Chapter: 2/12 Previous Next (First). Versión en Español

Also on: A03 || FF || DeviantArt || Facebook.

Chapter 2: “Allies come in all forms”

It took a couple of days for the Fentons to calibrate the scanners as well as double and triple check that they were safe to use without hurting Danny. After that, Jack and Maddie worked diligently to create a stabilising agent to help Danielle. Danny couldn’t believe that they were finally going to have some closure with Dani and actually help her in the right way. Then, just as all their planning and preparations were coming together, it was time for Danny and Jazz to go back to school. 

With the whole end-of-the-world thing, plus the investigation into Vlad, and the Fentons subsequent partnership with the FBI, suffice to say the kids had been allowed to take a couple of weeks off from school. This gave the young ghost hero and his family plenty of time to adjust to their new norm. Even though some people knew Danny's secret identity now, not everyone did and the family as well as the FBI preferred to keep it that way– both to give Danny some semblance of normalcy, and to prevent excitable members of the public from acting foolish. 

The Casper High administration knew that because the family had been involved with the Disasteroid task force, the kids were approved for the time off ‘recommendation’ made by the government. The next Monday both kids would be returning to school. For Danny, that meant it was time to accept the fact that he was going to tell Mr. Lancer his secret.

Although the plan had been to keep Danny’s identity top secret, Maddie suggested that they at least tell Mr. Lancer. Not only was he the teacher that sent Danny to detention the most often, he was also the vice principal. As such, he had a big impact on Danny’s grades. Getting him on their side would surely be a big help.

Jazz wasn’t so sure about that, and Danny agreed. Lancer knowing wouldn't change the fact that he was still going to have to skip class to fight troublemaking ghosts all the time. 

It was surprisingly Jack who reminded them that their parents were in fact ghost hunters. They could compare their information with Danny’s and update their techniques to hunt ghosts correctly, especially the ones that appeared during school hours. Maddie added that it was okay to ask for help and sharing some of the work would help Danny learn to manage his time better in a way that would aid him not only in school, but in life as well. 

After a lot of back and forth, in the end even Jazz saw it as a good solution. When Danny told Sam and Tucker, at first they were sceptical of the plan, just like he had been, however, with a bit of explaining, they understood why it was a good idea. They knew their friend needed better time management skills after all. 

Now, the night before the first day of school, the Fenton family was once again sitting at their kitchen table planning something. It always seemed like the best time for these conversations was over dinner.  

“So, just to be clear,” Danny began his summary. “You guys are going to drive us to school in the morning so you can meet with Lancer after first period –which I do have with him. And if anybody asks why you’re hanging around the school, you’re going to say that you’re tracking ghostly activity, right?” “Yeah, that’s the plan, son. It’s that simple!” Jack replied confidently. “You know, you two still need to say that you and ‘Danny’ have finally decided to work together.” Jazz’s air quotes around her brother's name let their parents know she was specifically referring to Danny Phantom. “What are you talking about Jazz? I think just about the whole world knows that...” Danny trailed off when it hit him that she meant Phantom, not Fenton. 

“Well, technically, they know that we as a family–and the rest of Amity Park, for that matter–worked with you, Little Brother. But Mom and Dad haven’t exactly said anything official about a permanent truce, or anything else really…” Jazz clarified. “I mean, the people that know, you know… they, well, they know that’s not entirely true, but it’s also not a lie… I mean, they are working with their son...” 

“I see what you mean, darling, and you’re right…” Maddie rubbed her chin in thought. “We could mention it at the school before we meet with Mr. Lancer–if anyone asks, that is–that the Fentons are working permanently with the ghost boy. And once we explain your… situation to Mr. Lancer, well, he would understand why we were telling people now.” 

They hadn’t thought about how it would look, working with Danny Phantom out of nowhere. They hadn’t thought they needed to make some sort of announcement, but they did. In order to keep people from wondering why, in order to keep Danny’s secret safe.   “Your Mom is right! That would also help to keep your secret, well, secret… wait...” said Jack, getting confused with the whole conversation. Danny sighed, “I guess, you guys are right… but please… don’t overdo it… I can handle it, I have been handling all of it fine.” He was beginning to worry that if their parents allied themselves with him, they were going to be in danger, or something along those lines. 

“Don’t worry Little Brother, I have anticipated the most likely questions that people might ask after they hear that our parents are working with Phantom and written them down on these cue cards,” at this she pulled a small stack of cards out of thin air and handed them to their parents, “as well as some pre-planned answers. Stick to these and you won’t overdo it.”  “Oh, that’s great, Jazzy–pants!” said Jack, with a big smile. His children never ceased to amaze him with their ingenuity. He was so proud.  

“We’ll read over these, don’t worry Jazz. And thank you,” Maddie added, smiling proudly as well. “Okay… I guess that’s it then,” said Danny feeling a bit defeated. There was nothing he could really do to dissuade his parents.  “Yes, and now it’s getting late, so… kids, bedtime!” Maddie clapped her hands together with cheerful authority. The two teens nodded, said their respective ‘goodnights,’ and went upstairs. 

Maddie could see that Danny was still nervous about tomorrow, and she didn’t blame him. Since finding out the truth and helping with the cure for Dani, they had gained a better understanding of how difficult things had been for their son. None of it was easy, but now they had a better idea of what it meant to be a halfa. Although Danny and his parents had learned a lot more about him and what he could do, they also knew that just like Vlad, Danny would continue to grow and develop more powers. Powers that they now knew they were going to be prepared and ready to help him with. After all, they had already managed to isolate Danny’s ghostly signature and alter their weapons so they wouldn't affect him, or Danielle for that matter. Now they only needed to wait for the weekend to finally find Dani. 

While Maddie and Jack cleaned up from dinner, the kids met in Danny’s room. Jazz knew her little brother well enough to realise he wasn’t going to just tell someone that he was scared, even though he was. Not that Lancer wouldn’t believe it, but of how he would react. For that reason, for the day that awaits him tomorrow, and the fact that the family had agreed to postpone finding Danielle for the weekend, and knowing that Danny probably wouldn’t sleep well tonight, she went to her brother’s room. There Danny confirmed Jazz’s suspicions, she gently coaxed him into talking out his worries and she did her best to reassure him. Jazz promised that her cue cards would work and that he should give Mr. Lancer more credit. Even though he doesn’t always seem fair –showing favouritism to the football players or occasionally turning a blind eye to Dash’s bullying– she knew that he had helped Danny with his grades, and cared about him as his student; being a half ghost wouldn’t change that. 

When Jack and Maddie finally went upstairs to get ready for bed, they overheard part of their children’s conversation. While Maddie was a bit upset with herself for not noticing just how nervous Danny was, she was grateful that Jazz had. Jack also noticed that some comfort was being passed around and he felt a surge of pride that his kids had become such kind and sensitive people. 

When the next day arrived, the Fentons set their plan into motion. Jack and Maddie drove their kids to school, right on schedule, although their plans took a slight deviation after that. Rather than waiting in the parking lot with the excuse of ghost hunting, they ended up exchanging insurance information with some of the other parents. As usual, Jack’s driving was… enthusiastic. Sorting things out took them the whole first period, and by the time they got to Mr. Lancer’s office, Danny and Jazz were already there waiting for them.   

“Good morning Mr. and Mrs. Fenton,” Mr. Lancer greeted them. “So glad you could join us.” “Morning!” Maddie and Jack replied at the same time, sharing a smile at the coincidence. “You two said that you needed to discuss something with me, but I’m still not entirely sure why these two,” at this Mr. Lancer gestured to where Jazz and Danny were sitting in front of his desk, “need to be here. All Jasmine would tell me is that it's a family matter, and Daniel here seems to be on the edge of a nervous breakdown.” 

He looked back and forth between the kids and the parents appraisingly before closing the door to his office and offering them a seat.  With the whole family finally seated in front of Mr. Lancer's desk, Maddie began the explanation, “Well, Jazz is right, this is a family affair. And it’s about Danny...” She checked on her son who seemed to be calming down now that his parents were here. “I see...” said Mr. Lancer, pausing at his desk. “Is this because the school year is about to finish and you’re worried about his grades?” He glanced suspiciously between Danny and his parents. It wouldn't be the first time he’d seen a family rally together to help save a struggling student from being held back a year.

“What? No!” Maddie spluttered. “Well, yes… we are worried about it, but that’s not why we’re here today.” It wasn’t hard to understand why he’d come to that conclusion. It was in part why they were having this conversation, after all.  “Please, Mr. Lancer, wait until after my parents finish. Then you’ll understand what this is all about.” Jazz pleaded, hands clasped in front of her. “It’s all right, Jazz.” Danny murmured, giving her arm a calming squeeze before directing his gaze to his teacher “I kinda figured Lancer would bring that up… I mean… this whole year has been...” “Unprecedented, nightmarish, messy, crazy, ect., ect.?” Mr. Lancer supplied with a raised eyebrow, finally taking a seat at his desk. He seemed like he just caught up with the fact that he was still standing up unnecessarily.

“Yeah. All that. And ghostly…” Danny muttered the last part under his breath, avoiding eye contact with Lancer.

Maddie cleared her throat softly, “Mr. Lancer, if I may… please?” She had noticed that Danny was starting to feel bad and decided it was time to intervene. His grades were as important to him as fighting ghosts, even though it might not look like that from the outside. “Yes, of course, Mrs. Fenton. By all means, please tell me what this is all about.” Mr. Lancer had also noticed Danny’s change in attitude and decided to focus more on the parents, mainly on Maddie seeing as she was the one taking the lead. Jack sat next to her in silent support, but his worry for Danny was plain to see. “Well...” Maddie began, glancing back at Danny who nodded. 

Mr. Lancer took notice of the exchange and was about to comment when Maddie finally spoke, interrupting his thoughts. 

“Danny is ‘Danny Phantom.’” she said.  “What?” Mr. Lancer spluttered, caught off guard. “What in the name of the Scarlet Pimpernel! That doesn’t make any sense… What’s really going on here? I would have believed something like this from young Daniel…” he stopped, noticing that Maddie seemed to sincerely believe what she was saying. 

“Danny,” the boy murmured under his breath. He was a bit annoyed that Mr. Lancer still called him ‘Daniel,’ even in moments like this. Especially in moments like this. “It’s Danny.”

Mr. Lancer looked back and forth between Maddie and her son. He began to worry that something else might be happening, something that the family either doesn’t know about, or doesn’t know how to explain. Because although his student being a ghostly superhero would explain a lot, it was impossible. Wasn’t it? 

“Just show him,” Jazz suggested in a loud whisper. She knew that Mr. Lancer would believe him if only he saw it for himself. Knowledge of halfas was global now, so it wouldn’t be hard to make the connection. If they just told him without showing him, he might just think Danny was faking it, using Vlad’s revelation as inspiration.  Danny looked up at his parents who gave him an encouraging nod. “...Fine.” He sounded a bit annoyed to be put in this situation, but proceeded to stand up anyway.

“What are you doi–” Mr. Lancer began to ask. He was getting worried as to why it seemed like everyone knew something he didn’t, because show him what? “Going ghost,” Danny quietly said his catchphrase, transforming into Danny Phantom in a bright flash of light. Mr. Lancer blinked the spots from his eyes, using the silence that followed to process his thoughts. It would seem that their former Mayor wasn’t the only halfa in Amity Park. He had anticipated a few of the more creative kids would probably play pretend at being a ghost and a human at the same time, but never in his wildest dreams could he have anticipated one of his students actually being one. 

A single, quiet, “Oh” was all the stunned teacher managed to say.  “Are, are you okay, Mr. Lancer?” Danny prompted, changing back into Fenton and retaking his seat. Maybe that had been a bit too much for him after all.

“You know what Mr. Fenton, that makes a lot of sense...” Mr. Lancer finally said, looking across his desk at Danny. He gave the boy a small, sad, smile, because it did make a lot of sense. “Wait, what?” Danny said, confused. He hadn’t really been expecting that reaction, even though he had assumed that Vlad’s precedent might either help or hurt his situation.

“Well, it does… The skipping school every time there’s a ghost attack, the slacking on your homework, the sleeping in class… All starting around the same time as the ghosts showed up, it makes perfect sense. I’m assuming your whole family knows, and I hope that your parents didn’t know until recently...” Mr. Lancer gave Jack and Maddie a stern look. Just thinking about the hundreds, if not thousands, of times that he saw the Fentons hunting Phantom… it couldn’t be possible, right? 

“Of course, we didn’t!” said Maddie quickly. Neither she or Jack wanted this to be like their interrogation with the FBI, they didn’t want to have to defend themselves again. They love their kids, and would do anything to protect them. If they had known it all from the beginning, maybe the thing they needed protection from wouldn’t have been them. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. The possibility of losing their kids to child services like the FBI threatened them with at the start had been a rude awakening. “We would never have knowingly hunted our son,” said Jack, the normally jovial man deathly serious. He felt the same as Maddie, remembering how bad the interview with the Feds was, especially at the beginning. “Oh, for the love of… you know what, never mind.” Mr. Lancer shook his head defeatedly. “I’m not going to think about it. I am assuming that isn’t all?” 

“You’re right about that,” Maddie sighed, her face serious. “Do you remember when the FBI interviewed our family and practically everyone around us?” She knew she had to say something about it regardless, he would need to understand the conditions that he was bound by now. 

Mr. Lancer nodded, allowing her to continue her explanation. 

“Well, they know. About Danny... Mr. Lancer, this is highly classified information we’ve just shared with you.” Her eyes pierced his, impressing on him the gravity of the situation. “They said we should keep it secret, only those who already knew and no one else.” “Oh. I see…”  Mr. Lancer’s voice was solemn with understanding. The situation was more serious than what he had originally thought. “So, your friends, Samantha and Tucker...” he raised a questioning brow at Danny. “They know. They’ve known since the beginning, actually.” Danny said with a small shrug.  “Oh, and Valerie knows… Valerie Gray. She found out while we were working on the intangibility transfer device. Well, while her father was working on it, but you know...” he shrugged again.  

“I see…” Mr. Lancer nodded. “I understand.” His hunch had been correct, Danny’s friends had been covering for him in class for a while now, and he finally knew why. The mention of Miss Gray was a bit of a surprise, but it made sense if something had happened to reveal Danny’s identity while she and her father had been working on the device. That also meant that the other people who already know are those who were involved with the task force in Antarctica. 

“With all that being said, Mr. Lancer,” Maddie called his attention back to her, “while we’re here, we would like your help with Danny’s schedule. I’m sure you’ve noticed that his time management skills could use some improvement.”

“I can agree with that,” Mr. Lancer said, giving Danny a faux stern look.

At this, Jack chimed in, “Now that we know what’s going on, we can help fight the ghosts that appear during school hours. We’ll probably still need to pull him into the field some, though, especially while we’re still getting used to things.”

“Very well, the three of us can continue to discuss a plan, but,” Mr. Lancer glanced up at the clock on the wall, “I think it’s time for Jazz and Danny to go back to class.” 

He began to pull some papers out of a drawer in his desk while the Fentons stood up from their chairs. “All right then, I guess we should get going…” Danny said, stretching his arms above his head. He was feeling very relieved that Mr. Lancer was taking it so well and seemed eager to help. He couldn’t stop his smile as he addressed his teacher, “Thank you, Mr. Lancer.”  “Why, whatever for?” he asked with a smile. Mr. Lancer wasn’t exactly sure as to why Danny suddenly seemed more relaxed, but he couldn’t be more proud. He knew that a topic like this one must be hard for the whole family, especially Danny. “Never mind, just… Thank you.” he was still smiling as he slung his backpack over his shoulder. 

“Of course,” said Mr. Lancer. He handed Danny and Jazz the papers he had just signed, “Oh, don’t forget these, your hall passes. Just give them to your teachers and your tardiness will be excused. And if there’s anything else I can do… just let me know.”  “Oh, right… Um, thank you,” Danny stuttered out, caught off guard by the kind offer. 

Maddie, Jack, and Jazz watched the scene unfold, the three unable to keep the grins off their faces, they knew that all Danny needed was a little understanding and guidance. The three of them exchanged a glance, silently agreeing to each help him in their own ways. 

“Let’s go, Little Brother,” Jazz looped her arm through Danny’s and pulled him towards the door, making sure they both had their hall passes. “And thanks again, Mr. Lancer! For everything! Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad!”

“Bye, Sweety!” Maddie called back, “We’ll see you at home later!”

Jack waved, voice booming as he called out, “Bye, kiddos!” 

After the kids had gone, the three adults returned to their seats, they had planning to do, after all. Once sitting, Mr. Lancer pulled out a notebook and together they started brainstorming different ways to help Danny, both with school matters as well as ghost fighting activities–because they all knew he wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. They began with an easy schedule that could help Danny better make use of his time. At one point, Lancer proposed to let some of the other teachers know about Danny’s secret, but the Fentons reminded him that the information was highly classified. It’s not the sort of thing you can just go around telling people. They had to fill out so much paperwork with the FBI in order to get approval to tell just him. That’s how Mr. Lancer knew that the issue was very serious. He asked how the FBI was keeping it a secret, but all the Fentons could say was that it was classified, and no, they didn’t know either. 

They had been at it for quite a long time when they heard the unmistakable sounds of a fight in the hallway. Mr. Lancer rushed to the door, the Fentons hot on his heels, thankfully, because this wasn’t your average school fight, this was a ghost fight. The three adults arrived at the scene just in time to see none other than Danny Phantom flung into a row of lockers.  

Jack and Maddie decided that it was about time they joined in the hunting, that was a big part of their plan, after all. They really needed to be more alert to ghost activity during school hours so Danny could concentrate more in class. Class that Danny certainly wasn’t present for right now, for obvious reasons. 

While his parents had stayed to talk with Mr. Lancer, Danny had made his way to his next class. Everything was going well, that is until Danny’s ghost sense went off. He had run out of the classroom, calling a lame excuse to his teacher on the way.

Danny found the ghost in the computer lab, it was none other than Technus. Danny had lost count of which ‘version’ he was supposed to be at this point, and he didn’t really care. Danny only knew that he was up to no good.

Every time Danny fought Technus, he boasted that his plan was better than the last and that he wouldn’t be shouting it out, and each time he failed. This time wasn’t any different. They started in the computer lab, but Danny managed to lure the ghost outside, away from all the technology in the building, only denting a few lockers on the way. Once they were on the lawn, Danny was able to create a distraction and it was in that moment that his parents attacked Technus, weakening him enough that Danny could capture him in the Fenton Thermos. 

While the Fentons joined the fight, ecto-guns blazing, it was time for Mr. Lancer to play his part. Danny had probably used an oldie, but a goodie: the Toilet Excuse to get out of class, but it wouldn’t be enough for how long this fight was going to take. He knew which teacher Danny had this period, so he just needed to find a place near that classroom to wait for him and walk him personally back to class. Perhaps he could say that he’d needed the boy’s help carrying some extra textbooks or something. Danny would likely need a place to transform back–something that it would take Mr. Lancer a bit of time to get used to–but he did manage to find a good spot for that. 

Once their battle was over, Danny handed the thermos to his parents so they could put Technus back in the Ghost Zone. In turn, his parents gave Danny encouraging nods and proud smiles. It was nice to be appreciated, but Danny really needed to get back to class. He was surprised to find Mr. Lancer waiting for him just inside the school to walk Danny back to his class, fake thanking him for helping with something in his office. When they reached the classroom, Lancer mentioned to Danny’s teacher that he had found Danny just outside the bathroom, and remembered something that he needed help with and Danny was perfect for the job. That explanation to Danny’s teacher was enough to avoid detention again, but it gained him snickers from his classmates. While being the butt of a joke wasn’t ideal, it was a whole lot better than detention. This whole situation might just work out after all.  

Danny took a seat at his desk and decided to concentrate as much as possible on today’s lesson. Sam and Valerie tried to ask what happened, but Danny only gave them a quick thumbs up and a smile to let them know it went well. He would give them a more detailed explanation after class or during their lunch break. It was times like these that they really missed Tucker, but they knew that with him being the mayor, private tutoring was the best option for him. 

At least for the rest of the day Danny wouldn’t need to worry about getting detention or fighting ghosts. He knew that his parents were going to be patrolling around the school, Lancer had his back at school, and the ghost of the day-or at least for the time being- was trapped in the Fenton Thermos. He could just relax with his girlfriend and Valerie, and he would get to do a video call with Tucker during the lunch break. 

Things were looking good, after all this time, even though it had been a lot of new things to get used to. Danny never thought –even when he had seen it before– that it would feel so good telling people his secret. Of course, he wasn’t just going to go around telling people left and right, it had to be to select people. Letting Mr. Lancer into the fold had been more strategy than anything else, but it was still nice to have him on the team. 

The day ended without further incident. Team Phantom enjoyed talking with their mayor friend during lunch. They caught him up with the situation at the school and told him how Lancer had reacted to the news. Tucker, likewise, updated them with the news of his personal proposal. 

Because the last mayor had been a crazy halfa, and his teenage ghost hunters were fired and dismissed, the whole town had been under siege by ghost attacks. Something needed to be done, and it was going to take a lot of work for the city to recover. Tucker, as the mayor selected after a major disaster like this, would have to step up to the plate. It would be a full time job, with no time to go to school. So, the rest of the politicians and personnel of the city council decided that the best course of action was that he should have private tutors, since he hadn't graduated from high school just yet. Tucker, since winning the election and realising, or rather learning, that he wouldn’t be able to go to Casper high any longer, began working on a proposal. It was as follows: he would serve as mayor until the next election, at which point he would leave his position until later in life, should he wish to run for re-election. With his parents' help, Tucker had proposed his return to Casper high in the next school year to the city council. They had approved it, but in the meantime, Tucker had to pass his classes and learn more about politics, especially those of Amity Park. He was allowed to communicate with his old friends only during breaks, however his private tutors made sure that his schedule was similar to what he was used to. Those tutors also knew about his friends and about Danny’s secret identity, but they wouldn't say a word, not only because they got a ‘friendly’ warning from the FBI, but because they had always considered him a hero, even before he had become recognized as both a local and global hero by everyone else. 

Danny Fenton was happy with how everything seemed to be working out. His parents and Mr. Lancer had come up with a good plan to help him out during school hours. They helped him to create a better way to manage his time after school that not only would allow him to keep fighting ghosts when needed, but to also just be a teen. He would have time to take care of his responsibilities, homework and chores and the like, as well as to have fun with his friends. Danny never thought that all he needed was a little help with time management. His grades were already improving, and with the rest of the school year to go, he knew he would pass his classes.

Just like that, the time flew by and the week turned into the weekend. It was finally time to look for Danielle. To be continued :D :D