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cheesesoda · 11 months

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I wish I was your boyfriend too.

rookie!leon x detective!reader

not my gif obvs^^^

genre: fluff fluff fluff

cw: drinking? not in a violent way or anything tho

summary: leon’s got a crush he is convinced is unrequited but after a night of drinking, he’s led to believe otherwise.

part 2 is out!! linked here

“alright rookie, and here is your desk.” chris sighs as he finishes the tour of the station. “thanks, officer redfield.” leon smiles. “just chris.” he replies. “chris.” leon echoes. “you’ll be partnered with an officer for the rest of the week so you can get into the groove of things. lucky you, you’re partnered with our head detective.” chris smirks. “ah, speak of the devil.” a woman with h/l h/c hair and deep e/c eyes approaches the two men. “l/n!” chris calls to her. oh fuck. please no. leon thinks to himself. she was so pretty, he wouldn’t be able to think or focus around her. please don’t let her be my guide. “hey chris,” she grins at the officer. “is this the new guy i’m showing around?” please don’t say yes please don’t say yes please don’t sa- “he sure is!” fuck. “i’m y/n l/n, head detective. nice to meet you…?” y/n trails off. “oh- uh- leon kennedy. nice to meet you too, miss l/n- i mean, detective l/n-“ he stammers but she just laughs. “y/n.” she says and he repeats her name again. the way it rolled off his tongue satisfied him.

a year later…

leon had been working at the RPD for a year now and it didn’t get much easier being around y/n. she was kind, brave, nurturing, and intelligent, but she made him so nervous. he liked her. he liked her a LOT. his heart fluttered when he’d think about her and the unlikely event that she felt the same for him. why would she though? he knew it was stupid to think she could ever like a dork like him. “hey, leon!” y/n called over to his desk. “wanna come get drinks tonight?” she asked. “oh- i probably shouldn’t-“ he said. “please?~ it’ll be fun!” she begs. how could he say no to that? “fine.” he grumbled. “yay! thanks, leon!” she cheered, wrapping her arms around him in a hug, accidentally rubbing his face in her boobs in the process (not that he minded).

later that night…

“shut up, chriz!” y/n slurred, giggling to herself. “another round, pleazeee!” she calls to the bartender. “i think you’ve had enough, y/n.” chris slurs, chuckling as well. “shh shh shhhhhhh!” she puts her fingers to her lips lazily. “how many have you had, y/n?” leon asks. “juzt a *hic* feeewwww!” she giggles. “try 7” jill retorts. “holy shit, you’re wasted.” leon says, shock evident on his face. the drinks arrive and before y/n can reach it, leon pushes it out of her reach. “leonnnnnn!” she pouts. “no, we should get you home.” he says. “ughhh! fiiine! bye guyzzzz!” she calls to the rest of the team as leon holds her up.

he hails a taxi and they both get in. they remain silent and he suddenly feels a weight on his shoulder. he looks over to see the detective taking a nap on his shoulder. he blushes but doesn’t move her.

when they finally reach her apartment complex, he helps her up to her apartment. he helps her open her front door and sits her down on her bed. as he’s taking off her heels for her, she lays down. he gets out some shorts and a shirt for her and lays them next to her. “change into these, y/n.” he says softly. “hehe okay, officer~” she sighs and begins to unzip her dress, letting it slink down her shoulders. he immediately turns around. “after i leave!” he stutters. she stands up and walks in front of him, now only left in her bra and underwear. “don’t you wanna see me naked though?” she pouts. he swears he is on the verge of exploding right there. “no!” he exclaims, covering his eyes. “you don’t wanna see me naked?” she says, her voice sounding betrayed. “n-no, i do!” he stammers. “oh~ you do?” her flirtatious voice rings. “no! i- i mean yes- i mean- fuck! i-“ he stutters and she laughs before walking away to put on the clothes. it takes her a while due to her drunken state. “done?” leon asks. “mmmhmm.” she confirms sleepily. he turns around and she’s still sitting on the bed, now in the shorts and shirt. “good night, y/n.” he says after he tucks her into bed. “thank you, leon.” she yawns. she looks so cute like this, he thinks to himself. “you’re so good to me.” she whispers, closing her eyes. his stomach flutters. “wish you were my boyfriend…” she sighs. oh. his face bursts into flames. when he doesn’t respond, she opens her eyes again and looks at him. “y’so sweet.” she caresses her hand against his cheek. “so respectful. so cute, with your fluffy hair and your cute lips.” she giggles and strokes her fingers on his lips. “i always wanna kiss ‘em.” she smiles. he cannot take this anymore. “you’re drunk.” he says. “no, m’not” she mumbles. “good night, y/n.” he says again, walking to the door. “g’night, leon. love you.” she mutters against her pillow. he closes her door when he leaves her room and sighs against it. that’s when he hears the thunder. he looks out the window to see pouring rain. fuck. surely she wouldn’t mind if he just crashed on her couch, right?

he lays on the couch and listens to the thunder and rain outside. a million thoughts roam his mind—all of them y/n. what the fuck was she saying? did she mean it? no, surely it was just the alcohol talking. but they do say drunk words are sober thoughts. all this thinking was hurting his head. he didn’t sleep much that night.

the next morning…

“leon?” y/n’s raspy morning voice fills his ears. what does he say to her now?

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my-little-delusions · 3 months

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To the Ends of the Universe Pt. 2 - Dick Grayson x Reader

Pairings: Dick Grayson x Reader (Romantic), Bruce Wayne x Assistant!Pennyworth!Reader, Donna x Reader (Platonic)

Warnings: Death, cursing, violence, talk of self harm, talk of domestic abuse, talk of terminal illness and hospitals, experiments, smut (skippable)

(It's a long summary I know I'm sorry. Read it or don't.)

Summary: When you were 6 years old, you were diagnosed with a terminal illness. The doctors said there was nothing they could do, and your health would rapidly decline. You wouldn't live past 8 years old. Your parents refused to take that answer and decided to make their own cure for you. However, they couldn't stop there, they didn't just want to make you healthy, they wanted to make you super. Make sure nothing could put you in harms way ever again. After a faulty experiment when you were 10 years old, the lab they worked out of, killed your parents and left you a sole survivor.

When reports of a "super kid" loose on the streets reached Wayne Manor, Bruce picked you up. Alfred ended up adopting you legally, but when Bruce realized you had no control of your powers, he decided to train you. Teach you how to use your powers and keep them under control.

A year later Bruce adopted Dick. Growing up and Training side by side you and Dick were inseparable. Your crush on Dick, the cute guy you would with a year older than you, only got worse. As well as his protectiveness over you. Your relationship flourished and you two seemed unstoppable. But what happens when Dick convinces you to leave Gotham? Make a new life for yourselves all on your own.

Disclaimer: I am fully aware my timeline/numbers are screwy, don't think about it. This is based solely on the Titans show, it is definitely not comic accurate lol.

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"I wish I didn't have to leave you baby," Dick mumbles, his arms wrapped around my waist.

"Baby," I smile looking up at him amused, "We can't do this every morning. You need to go to work, you said you would commit to this,"

"I know," He groans, pulling away, "You know they keep trying to give me a partner, I don't want to work with anyone but you,"

"I already told you I am not joining the force, there is too much surveillance on the cops,"

"But-"

"No. Look, Dick, being the Green Jay with you and Bruce on occasion was fun, but it put too many targets on my head, I can't risk my powers getting linked to my identity. Even by the PD. I mean, can you even imagine what they would find if they drug-tested me?"

"You're right, you're right," Dick laughs, "I guess I just miss you is all, I'm not used to not seeing you all day every day you know," He says, placing a kiss on my lips.

"I miss you too," I say once I pull away, "How about when you get back tonight we have a night just to ourselves, alright?"

"Oh yeah?" He quirks, "Alright, I'll look forward to it.... Orrrr we could have right now to ourselves,"

"Oh my god just go to work," I smile, shoving him away a bit.

"Okay, okay," He throws his hands up in defeat, grabbing his keys and coat, "I'll see you when I get home."

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"HEY BABE!" Dick calls, his voice laced with concern and an assertiveness I haven't heard since Gotham.

Swiftly I hurry my way towards the staircase, worry coursing through my veins. However, once I reach the stairs I freeze.

There Dick is at the bottom of the stairs, his lips pulled tightly in a like and a girl tucked away behind him.

"Fuck," I whisper under my breath, running up to him and pulling him into a hug. Dick just stands there, his shoulders slouched in defeat.

Pulling away, my eyes scan all of his features, my eyes glossing over slightly. His hardened face softens as he looks at me.

"I'm gonna go pack our stuff." He says, his tone is serious again,

"Okay.." I say, following him with my gaze as he brushes past me, his fingers lingering on mine. "Hi," I say, facing the girl. Her head whips up. "I'm Y/N, what's your name?"

"Rachel"

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Dick opens the car door to pop open the trunk.

"This is yours?" Rachel asks as she steps into the garage.

"Family heirloom," Dick answers, tossing our luggage in.

I walk up to him, my back to Rachel. Reaching out my hand, I rub his arm through his jacket, attempting to comfort him.

"I'm sorry baby," I whisper to him, aware that Rachel is most likely listening, but at least whispering doesn't invite her to chime in, "I know you really wanted to avoid this sort of thing again."

He looks at me with a soft smile, reaching his and over and placing it on top of my hand on his arm.

"From the circus?" Rachel asks,

Dick chuckles, looking up from me to Rachel, "Not the one you're thinking. Come on let's go."

I adjust my posture from leaning on the car and walk to the passenger side.Opening the door, I lean in to u latch the front seat, revealing the small 2nd row of the car.

Giving Rachel a smile, I motion for her to get it, but she hesitates.

"We'll keep you safe, I promise,"

"That's not something you can promise," Rachel says to me before getting in the car anyway.

I push the front seat back into place and get in.

This feels like something we can't turn back from.

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The awkward silence in the car since we left the garage is slowly becoming unbearable. Tensions are high. I can practically feel the stress radiating off of dick.

Looking over at him, I can see his emotions plastered all over his face. It's a look I haven't had to see since we left Gotham. Exhaustion. Sadness. Anger. All of it.

My heart clenches and I reach over to Dick's free hand, pulling it over to my lap and holding it. Giving him reassuring squeezes throughout the drive every time I feel him tense.

"Where are we going?" Rachel finally speaks up,

"Somewhere safe," Dicks says, swallowing hard,

"My mom, says there's no such thing as monsters," Rachel turns her head to look out the window, "I think she was wrong."

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"Thank you," Dick says to the waitress, "You want a hot chocolate or something?"

"Just a coffee, black," Rachel says,

"I bet they have marshmallows," Dick smiles. My heart swells a bit as I look at him. I haven't seen many smiles like that from him in a long time. Definitely not in Gotham.

"I'm not a kid, okay?" Rachel snaps at him a bit,

"Rachel..." I say, with a bit of a warning tone, glancing at the waitress standing there awkwardly.

"Okay, same for the lady," Dick says and the waitress fills up Rachel's cup with a smile, gesturing to offer me some.

"I'm okay, thank you,"

The waitress gives me a smile before walking away.

"My mom didn't like me to drink coffee," Rachel says, reaching for the sugar and pouring a long steady stream of it into her cup.

Dick chuckles, "Sweet tooth, huh?"

Rachel says nothing.

"Rachel, has anything like.. like what happened happened before?"

"No, not like that," Rachel takes a deep breath, her voice growing shaky, "I didn't mean to kill that guy,"

"How did you kill that guy," Dick presses further, but Rachel only takes a sip of her coffee and stares off to the side. "We're gonna go see some old friends of ours," Dick glances at me, They're safe, they'll give us a place to lie low for a second, get our heads together. Give us some time to get our heads together."

"You're scared I get it," I say to Rachel, "But sometimes there's no time to be scared,"

And then.

Pain.

Blinding pain.

That's all I could feel.

It felt as if my head was boiling and my bones were freezing and cracking.

"Fuck." I say, my eyes squeezing shut my body beginning to curl in on itself. My hand reaches out to grip Dick's arms, gripping him hard, my nails digging into his forearm.

"Y/n? Baby? Hey, hey what's going on?" Dick's worried tone just barely breaking through the crackling noises sounding in my head. Opening my eyes, I can make out Dick's worried expression through my blurred vision, his brows furrowed, eyes wide, lips parted slightly.

"Dick?" I say, my voice is shaky as my vision begins to grow dark, my body becoming numb.

"Babe, come on, talk to me, what's happening right now?" Dick begins to tap my face lightly, trying to get me to wake up.

All of a sudden, it feels like my body is getting pumped with pure oxygen and I gasp loudly, drawing attention from.others in the restaurant.

My chest heaves and I look around the room frantically as Dick continues to stare me down with his worried expression.

Dick's hands cup my face, "Are you okay? What just happened right now?"

"I-I don't know," I say, "I think I'm okay... I'm okay"

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Authors Note: This fic really is for the girls who just wanna take care of the poor baby. :/

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imagine-perfect-life-with-him · 1 year

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Grammy’s 2023

A/N: So I’m no writer and haven’t written anything in years. I had this tumblr though at one point where I was trying to write out the perfect love story. Somewhere along the way I have lost inspiration to write it out although I’ve been living it out in my dreams all this time. I love Harry with all my heart to the point where it sometimes scares me how much you can adore someone you’ve never met and probably never will.

Anyway Grammy’s inspired me again and put such a story in my head that I knew I had to write down. It took me some time and it’s not perfectly written but here it is. So I hope somebody will enjoy it.

Also I decided to write is as a continuation of the story I have started here all those years ago so that’s why it has a name of Harry’s partner rather than Y/N.

Grammy's 2023

I woke up to the bell ringing, followed by my two daughters' excited screams saying hi to their grandma.

It must be so late since Harry's mum is already here and I'm just waking up. I rolled on the side and grabbed my phone from the bedside table to check the time, finding out that it was indeed already noon.

Harry must have woken up before the girls since I wasn't woken by one of them slipping into our bed like they usually do.

I got up, wrapped myself in my favorite silk robe and went downstairs, where I was met with Ellie, Daisy and Anne sitting by the dining table making plans for their evening together.

'Mommy' Ellie our oldest exclaimed. ' Nana's here and she said we can have ice cream when we watch daddy on TV'

'Yeah ay cream' the 2 year old baby joined in excitement

'Oh she did? ' I made a surprised face before adding ' Good thing I bought your favorite then' I winked at Anne while girls were jumping to the news.

'Hello darling' Anne greeted me and came up for a hug

'Hi' I smiled wrapping her in my arms ' Do you happen to know where Harry is? ' I asked but before she could answer two strong hands wrapped around my waist.

'Morning Sleepyhead' Harry said into my ear 'You ready for a big day? '

'Morning ' I said turning around to leave a quick kiss on his lips 'can't wait'

'Good cuz everyone is going to be here soon and the chaos will begin' he smirked

We were supposed to be getting ready at a hotel way closer to where the ceremony is taking place but the girls were so bummed they couldn't go to watch daddy perform that we decided to at least have them around for getting ready so they could see our outfits and all.

Just as Harry said not longer than 20 minutes later people started showing up at our doorstep. A make-up artist mostly for me but to touch up my husband as well, Lambert with his whole crew who brought all of our outfits for tonight, Sigourney to do both our nails, caters with ton of food, Anthony to photograph the getting ready part and so many more people that I didn't even know what exactly their part in all of this was.

'Daddy! Daddy! ' both girls run to Harry who was having his nails done while my hair was being done. 'Can Sig do our nails to with your purple polish? Pretty please' Ellie looked up at him with her infamous puppy eyes.

'I don't know if there will be time bugs' he said and put frowns on their faces

' I don't mind doing it' Sigourney said looking at me ' if that's okay with you guys'

'Sure' I said ' let them have their fun babe' I told to Harry

' But nails only, don't even think about make up' he chuckled trying to hold a serious face so they knew he wasn't joking which only made me laugh.

‘Guys! Announcement!’ Jeff says excitedly ‘Harry’s House just won its first Grammy! Best Engineered Album! Congrats man!’ he adds coming up to Harry to give him a hug while everybody cheers

‘Congratulations babe!’ I yell from across the room, not being able to get up from make-up chair.

Jeff decides it calls for celebration and pours everyone some Champaign.

It was 2 hours later, everyone almost ready, Harry is downstairs getting dressed with his stylist's help and Anne is helping me in our bedroom while Ellie and Daisy watch.

It wasn't easy picking my outfit, I wanted to match with Harry but at the same time it was hard not to clash with him since he is wearing such a colorful and sparkly at the same time jumpsuit. In the end I decided to eliminate color but match by also going sparkly.

'You look stunning sweetie' Anne compliments me when I'm all dressed.

'Sooo pleety' Daisy joins her Nana while Ellie just holds her tiny hand over her mouth in shock.

'I want to be as pretty as you mummy when I'm big' she finally exclaims making my heart so full.

'You're already even prettier now' I tell her while leaning down to hug her. 'Okay. Are you ladies ready to see what your dad is wearing? '

'S he dressed funny again? ' Ellie asks making Anne and me erupt in laughter.

'You'll have to judge on your own bug'

We make our way down and as if he had been waiting for us Harry is looking directly in our direction.

'Oh my! ' he says looking me up and down and gesturing for me to spin around ' aren't you looking breathtaking my love'

'Not so bad yourself ' I smirk coming up to him and stealing a quick kiss. 'However you have to wait for the big judges verdict ' I laugh looking at out babies.

Daisy runs up to us and starts touching Harry's outfit, examining all the crystals. Ellie though taps her tiny lip and acts like she's thinking really hard about what she thinks of his outfit choice.

'Ells what do you think? ' Harry finally asks her

' A little funny' she decides and everyone in the room starts laughing. ' but I like' she adds

‘Thank goodness. ' Harry acts relieved ' we're safe Lambert' he jokes ' you got me worried there darling, thought I would have to change. '

'Can stay like that ' she says with a serious look on her face.

'Guys we should be leaving' Jeff comes into the room with a phone to his ear. ' the driver is pulling up '

'Anthony! Could you please snap a photo of me and my girls? ' Harry asks his photographer before calling the little ones and me to take place next to him.

We take a few photos, Anne also joins in for a few and then it's really time to leave. But not before some really hurt looks from our babies who don't want us to leave.

' Be good for grandma. ' I kneel to look at my babies ' And go on wish your daddy good luck and tell him you love him ' I whisper to them which makes them spring across the room to Harry latching onto his legs

'Good luck daddy!’

‘Oh thank you my loves’ Harry kneels down to them and gives them both a kiss. ‘Be good for grandma and watch out for daddy on TV’

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Red carpet was crazy as always. I have so much respect for all those celebrities that do this all the time. You would think that doing it with my husband by my side would be easier but he gets yelled at so badly. It’s like the photographers can’t get a picture of him without screaming his name on top of their lungs first.

Since Harry is not the biggest fan of red carpets as well, after like 2 minutes of having our pictures taken separately he waits up for me and takes my hand to guide us inside after a few shots of us side by side.

Straight from the carpet we go to our backstage room, where the band is chilling as well as some more of our friends. We say hi to everyone and Harry changes into his second outfit.

‘Don’t you look good Mister’ I wrap my arms around his neck and say directly into his lips before going in for a kiss. He slides his arms around my waist, pulling me as close as possible to his body.

‘Thank you darling’

‘Okay lovebirds, let’s go’ Jeff calls for us.

We untangle from each other but Harry keeps my hand in his as we make our way to our table.

We say hello to a few people, including Lizzo and Adele who happen to sit at the table next to ours.

The ceremony starts with Bad Bunny performance to which Harry and I dance in our seats like almost everyone since his music makes it impossible to sit still. After that Trevor Noah starts his monologue while walking across the tables and surely at one point he stops by ours and talks about Harry.

‘Harry Styles is here tonight everybody!’ he announces which makes everyone from the upper seats cheer and Harry gives a quick wave at the camera. ‘ I mean what can you say about this man that hasn’t been said huh?’ he continues ‘Incredible album, mind blowing tour. 15 night run at MSG and the Forum. Woman throw their panties at this man, then he puts them on and he looks better in them than they do’ that makes me cringe and I see Harry shaking his head too. ‘Easily the worlds sexiest man! Are you kidding me?! There’s no competition! Sex symbol of the globe! Especially now since they killed the green M&M!’ he adds before walking away to find his next victim.

‘So much more than just a great body love’ I lean into Harry and whisper into his ear, knowing how uncomfortable Trevor’s comments made him feel.

‘Thank you. Love ya’ he smiles at me and gives me a quick kiss.

The first category that is announced is the Best Pop Vocal Album, in which Harry’s House is actually nominated. Jenifer Lopez comes on stage to announce the winner. Harry squeezes my hand in his and keeps them in his lap as we impatiently wait to find out who won.

‘And the Grammy goes to... Harry’s House Harry Styles!!’ she reads out.

Without dropping my hand Harry covers his face, shocked at what has just happened. Tom, Tyler and Jeff all go crazy, as well as Lizzo at the next table.

‘You won babe!’ I finally exclaim looking at Harry who uncovers his face and looks at me with pure happiness in his eyes. ‘You got it!’ I add when he cups my face in his hands and kisses me passionately. ‘I love you so much, go on collect your prize’ I tell him once we separate. Unable to say anything he lets go of me and goes to the stage with Tom and Tyler to get his award and I go to hug Jeff as we both say how fucking great it is.

‘Thank you so much.’ Harry starts his speech ‘This album from start to finish has been one of the greatest experiences in my life. From making it with two of my best friends to playing it to people has been the greatest joy I could ask for. So I wanna thank Rob, Jeffery, Tommy, Tom, Tom and Tyler and everyone who inspired this album, everyone, my friends who supported me through it. And most importantly I want to thank my incredible wife, Rosalie and our amazing daughters, Eliie, Daisy I love you! Thank you so much, I wouldn’t be there without you.’

My eyes water listening to him talk and I know our babies are going crazy at home hearing their dad talk about them on TV.

Harry comes back only after his performance, he has lost in some categories but the biggest one Album of the Year is still to be announced.

He keeps repeating how he’s already so happy to have won even one but I know how much it would mean to him to be distinguished like that.

So when Trevor comes up on stage to announce the winner of this category, I can see Harry tense up and feel him squeeze my thigh tighter. And the moment the host walks up to Rhina, Harry’s fun, I exchange knowing look with Jeff just as the lady reads out ‘Harry! Harry Styles’.

‘Oh my god!! Babe you did it! You did it!’ I scream on top of my lungs, getting up from my seat and almost shaking Harry as he has his head in between his hands. ‘You won!’ I say one more time when he gets up and wraps his arms around me. ‘I am so incredibly proud of you’ I add.

‘Thank you for everything’ he says looking deeply into my eyes before going for a kiss. Too soon for my liking I have to let go of him and watch as he goes on stage.

The first thing he does is give his fan such a tight hug I worry he might crush her. And then he gives the most beautiful speech that leaves me crying my eyes out.

‘Shit...shit! Man!... I’ve been so inspired by every artist in this category with me. A lot of different times in my life I listened to everyone in this category. I think that on nights like that it’s obviously so important to remember that there is no such thing as best in music. i don’t think any of us sits in the studio thinking, making decisions based on what is gonna get us one of these. This is really, really kind. I’m so so grateful. I would also like to take a moment to thank one more time my wife. Rose I wouldn’t be standing there if it wasn’t for you. I couldn’t do it if it wasn’t for your constant support. I know life with me, especially during periods when I’m working on new music and touring with it, is very demanding and so I’m so grateful for your understanding and patience. Also thank you for being the best mom to our daughters, for taking the best care of them when I have to be away from you and for always making sure they know how much I love them even when I’m not there to tell them myself. As well as for packing them up and jumping on a plane with them to meet me on the other side of the world when you notice how much I miss my babies. I couldn’t wish for a better partner to walk through life with and share those one in a lifetime moments with. So this award is for You. I love you. ‘

I was not kidding when I said I was bawling my eyes out listing to Harry speak. Jeff had to hold me up when we were walking backstage because I was so emotional. And as soon as I walked through the door that had “Harry Styles” written on them I run straight into Harry’s arms.

‘Love? What happened? Why are you covered in tears?’ Harry asked pulling me slightly away from himself to get a better look at me.

‘Why?! It’s your fault! What were you expecting saying all those beautiful words up there?’

‘Ohh... that’s what got you so emotional.’ he pulled me closer to him again ‘Well I meant every single thing that I said. I don’t tell you often enough how much I appreciate you.’

‘I love you’ I whispered ‘And now kiss me before someone steals you from me because I can already see a line of people wanting to congratulate you’ I asked him and he did just that before allowing other people in the room to have his attention.

I took this opportunity to text Anne and get started with our secret plan. Well almost secret as I had to include several people to help me pull it off.

To Anne:

He did it!!! Did the girls see his speech?

From Anne:

I knew he would!! They did! Got so excited too! I filmed it , I'll send it to you.

To Anne :

send it to Harry. I don't want him looking at my messages with you to not ruin the surprise

To Anne:

Btw the plan is on, you can start getting them ready, I'm calling the driver now so he should pick you guys up in like half an hour.

From Anne:

sounds great! See you soon!

Just as I put my phone away, Harry's that has been in my purse signaled incoming text, I checked it and it was in fact video from Anne of Ellie and Daisy watching Harry's win announced.

'Babe, your mum texted you girls reaction to your speech. ' I told Harry handing him his phone.

He took it and straight away played the recording in which Ellie was telling her younger sister to keep her fingers crossed so daddy wins this big award, Daisy screaming 'Daddy! Mummy! ' when Harry and I were shown on TV and then, them jumping up and down while saying that they daddy won and that he is the bestest.

I looked over at my husband who had tears in his eyes. Oh he has no idea what's coming, I smirk to myself.

Harry is soon taken to do a few interviews and have some photos, with his trophies, taken. All while I'm constantly texting Anne to know where they are. Just as Harry sits down for more pictures I hear Anne trying to talk as quiet as possible, telling the girls to not talk so they can surprise their daddy. They are very good at being silent up to the point when they notice me and they can't stop themselves from calling for me. I quickly bring my forefinger to my lips showing them to be really quiet. However when they bring those tiny baby hands to cover their mouths I almost burst out laughing.

I make sure Harry is to busy to notice what's going on and walk up to my babies. I give them the biggest hug and kisses before taking them to follow me and go up to Harry when I tell them. We make our way to stand almost behind the photographer, from the corner of my eye I see Jeff giving Anthony a sign to get ready to snap some shots to get Harry's reaction to seeing his daughters.

'Okay girls, you can go up to daddy and surprise him' I smile at Ellie and Daisy.

They have the biggest smiles on their faces and their eyes sparkle with excitement as they pass the photographer and get in his way.

Harry notices them straight away and gasps in disbelief.

'What?! What are you doing here my loves?! ' he embraces them with his arms, leaving two statues he's been holding on the bench.

‘You win! ' our younger screams and claps her hands. 'And we saw you sing on TV with granny, and you and mummy' Ellie says excited 'And uncle Jeff and Tom... And, and aunt Lizz' Daisy adds

'Oh my goodness. You saw everyone babies' Harry laughs.

'You! ' he points a finger at me 'You cheeky minx. I don't even imagine how you managed to sneak them into freaking Grammy's. '

'Well I did have a lot of people involved into making that happen. ' I answer ' And it was only possible because you have so many people who love you and wanted to help make you happy'

'Get over here' he orders and as soon as I'm within his reach he wraps his arms around me, brings his lips to my ear and says 'I'm soo very happy. Thank you. You're the best I love you' he kisses me passionately.

Anthony takes some pictures of the four of us and two Grammy statues, of Harry and the girls, us four and Anne and just Harry and Anne.

‘So I promised Ellie and Daisy that they will come with us to get some dinner but then your mum is taking them back home so we can go to the after party.’ I tell Harry when we are in a bathroom together changing into our after party outfits.

‘Sounds like a plan’ he says ‘However I would be just as happy if we went back home with them and ordered some takeaway’

‘Oh I know you would but that’s not gonna happen.’ I tell him as I come closer to him. wrap my arms around his neck and look into his eyes before continuing ‘And I’ve got another surprise... after the after party we will go to the hotel where I have booked a room for us so we can celebrate my three times Grammy winner husband.’

‘Is that so?’ he smirks

‘Mhmm... You most certainly deserve a proper celebration’

‘Tell me more and we’ll be skipping the after party and going straight to that hotel’ he says before kissing me hard.

Before we can get too into the kiss we hear a knock on the door followed by Daisy’s voice asking for her parents.

We finish getting dressed before coming out and following everyone to the cars that are waiting to take us to Harry’s favorite Italian restaurant.

The entire way to the restaurant Ellie and Daisy are talking nonstop, telling Harry how they were watching him in TV, that they saw mommy and daddy kiss and heard him saying that he loves them. How much they liked his performance and assure him that no one could tell when he tells them about the turn table incident. They also don’t forget to mention how granny was crying when he was saying how much he loves mommy.

‘By the way how much they talk it’s very obvious that they are your kids Harry’ Jeff laughs at some point from the front seat.

Once in the restaurant we order more food that we could possibly eat and celebrate Harry in a small circle of his closest people.

Daisy and Ellie devour their favorite margarita pizzas and beg us to have some dessert. Obviously Harry could not say no to his girls so they finish the meal with a big portion of chocolate cake.

After finishing dinner it’s time to head to the party and for girls to go back home.

‘Mommy! Daddy not leave’ Daisy tears up as we begin to put them in a car with Anne. ‘want cuddle in bed’ she says with those damn puppy eyes

‘Babe, how about we drop by home on our way, put girls to sleep and then head out?’ Harry asks looking at me with pleading eyes

‘It’s your night Harr, we can do whatever you want’ I lean into him and give him a peck on the cheek. ‘As long as I get you to myself at the end of the night’

‘Someone is very eager to get me out of my clothes. Aren’t you?’ he whispers into my ear with a smirk

‘You look so hot in them that you could very well stay in them while you fuck me’ I reply

‘Damn! You weren’t joking when you said how much you love me in suits.’ he almost moans. ‘As much as I can’t wait for that, let’s go home and put our ladybugs to sleep.’ he adds and guides me back to the car where our daughters are already strapped in their car seats.

‘Okay lovies. How about mommy and daddy go home with you and put you to sleep and then go to their party?’ he asks them ‘Does that sound like a good plan?’

‘Yes! Yes!’ they exclaim and we get in the car with them after informing Jeff that we will join him and the rest in about 2 hours.

When at home Anne insists she gives Ells and Daisy a bath so Harry and I don’t mess up our outfits. Soon they emerge from their en suit bathroom and join us in their bedroom. We give them each a kiss before I slip into Ellie’s bed with her and Harry cuddles with Daisy. They insist on reading their favorite princess book to which their father happily obliges.

Not later than half an hour later both our angels are peacefully asleep. Carefully not to wake them we sneak out but have to admire them a little before we leave the room for good.

We go downstairs to where Anne is sitting on the couch in the living room.

‘They’re down already?’ she asks and I nod ‘All the emotions of the day must’ve tired them out pretty badly then’

‘Good it went this way cuz I was scared they wouldn’t be able to fall asleep, going through all the events of their night’ I chuckle

‘True’ she agrees ‘Now you go out, enjoy the rest of the night and I will take care of my grandbabies’

‘Thank you Mum for staying with them’ Harry comes up to her and gives her a kiss on the cheek. ‘We’ll try to be back as early as possible tomorrow’

‘Oh don’t you rush, we will be fine here and I’ll most certainly enjoy some more alone time with them.’

‘Okay we will be in touch then’

‘Great. Have fun you two!’

‘Thank you Anne’ I smile at her and we leave the house, get into the car that has been waiting for us and get to the after party.

I don’t even know who is hosting this party but it’s packed with A-listed celebrities. That being the reason why my husband is very quickly stolen from me to get introduced to many people and have pictures with them taken. I thankfully run into Claudia Sulewski who I met at Coachella last year and hung out with a few times ever since.

We catch up, chat and have a drink until I see Harry approaching us.

‘There you are!’ he says standing behind me and embracing me with his arms. ‘Hi Claudia’ he greets her

‘Hi Harry! Congrats on your big win! Well deserved’ she praises

‘Thank you!’

‘Okay I gotta go find Fineas but it was lovely to see you again and catch up!’

‘Yeah! Say hi to Fineas and Billy from us! I tell her and she walks away

‘So are you done with official part of this party?’ I turn to look at Harry. ‘Met everyone you had to meet? Had all the pictures taken?’ I smirk

‘I guess’ he confirms. ‘Why? You ready to ditch and get naked?’ I burst out in laughter

‘Not yet Mister’ I put my arms around his neck ‘First we will party properly since I don’t even remember when we last had a night out like that’ I tell him ‘I want to dance until my legs can’t hold me up anymore!’ I exclaim

‘Sounds like a plan’ he chuckles ‘Also heard there is going to be karaoke at some point’

‘You’ve got to be kiddin. We are so singing something!’ I beam.

We both love karaoke. Harry for an obvious reason and me well I think almost every little girl wanted to be a singer at some point. I cannot sing for a life of god though however it never stops me from having lots of fun doing it.

We do exactly as we said. Dance, sing our usual “Time of my life” together and then Harry sings more with some other people while I dance some more. There is a lot of alcohol involved but not to the point where any of us is drunk unconscious.

It’s around 3 am as we arrive at the hotel that I booked us so we could have some time just the two of us because that was something we didn’t do in a long time with Harry’s crazy schedule and probably won’t be getting again soon considering that the tour will continue in like 2 weeks.

The suite is amazing with huge bed and a big bathroom in front of it separated only by a see through glass wall. There is a huge shower as well as a humongous bath with Jacuzzi settings.

A/N: There might be a part two but I just needed to get this out for now.

Let me know what you thought!

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fanfic #harry styles imagines #one direction #grammys #grammy's 2023 #harry's house #harry styles x reader #harry styles one shot #harry styles blurb #blurb #one shot #dad!harry

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The Lost Boys watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer:

This is longer than anything I’ve written up to this point already so if y’all like this I’ll do a part two.

(Part one-Seasons 1-3) (Spoilers for BTVS)

•Paul makes them watch it

•They’re like, ‘Why would we watch a show about a vampire slayer? Haven’t we lived that nightmare?’

•He’s like ‘wait wait wait you guys, the vampire slayer is a hot girl AND she has SEX with the vampires.’ Nightmare? More like wet dream

•They’re like 😮😮😮

•So they watch it

•They see her in the first episode and they’re like damn we got two 12 year olds with god complexes and they got this hot blonde chick???

•There is no justice.

•Paul is IN LOVE with Buffy. He watches the show with heart eyes fr

•The boys are like, ‘Paul she’s a slayer it would never work’ and he’s like, ‘I could fix her😍’

•Dwayne sighs

•The first couple of episodes are hard for them to get through, but Paul’s like, just power through it

•They think Cordelia is hot

•Angel’s introduced and they’re like, dude this tall quiet guy who reads a lot is just like you Dwayne!

•Once they find out that Angel’s a vampire that doesn’t even eat people, Dwayne’s pissed.

• “Damn, they made your guy a pussy.” Marko gets a pillow thrown at him

•Once they find out he gets the girl though they’re kind of like, gotta do what you gotta do I guess

•They hate Xander. HATE HIM.

•They grumble every time he comes on screen

•1. They think he’s annoying as hell and 2. He’s trying to steal Buffy from Angel??? LET HER FUCK VAMPIRES XANDER

•Buffy dies in the season one finale and Paul LOSES IT. He’s like, ‘there was not one single vampire hookup wtf??? All we got was some slow burn shit???’

•Oh she’s back, nevermind.

•In season two Spike shows up and they do a double take

•Marko, Paul, and Dwayne silently look at Spike, then at David, then at Spike, then at David again

•Paul says, “…is that guy supposed to be you?”

•David’s narrows his eyes and says, “I don’t see it.”

•The boys all exchange looks and then Marko says, “yeah he has a British accent and a great haircut, he’s wayyyy hotter than you.”

•Marko gets a boot thrown at him

•Marko WANTS to add that Spike doesn’t need high-heeled boots to look taller but he’s on thin ice so he keeps his mouth shut.

•Spike is a total bad ass with a hot crazy vampire girlfriend

•They’re like damn where are our hot crazy vampire partners????

•No. Justice.

•Paul says, “well, Marko’s our hot crazy vampire partner.” And Dwayne and David are like true true.

•Marko grumbles like ok but where’s MY psychopath

•Then they watch Spike get hit over the head with an axe by Buffy’s MOM and they all get second hand embarrassment, like yikes

•They’re like, ‘Lucy never could’ve pulled one over on us like that’ embarrassing.

•When Buffy fucks Angel they’re like FINALLY

•Angel turns into Angellus and eats someone in the next episode and Paul jumps up and yells “I knew he was fakin’ it!”

•Marko, David, and Dwayne groan. Dwayne’s like ‘just listen’

•Later that same episode Buffy blows up the bad guy with a bazooka and they’re like ‘damn we’ll take the twelve year olds’

•They love that Angel tortures and eats people now

•David literally pulls out a notepad and takes notes

•When Angel kills Jenny and stages the murder scene for Giles he and Marko each shed a single tear at the artistry. They’re impressed.

•Paul’s like, when are they gonna fuck again?

•When they see how Angellus turned Drusilla crazy they’re like ohhh ok so that’s how we get the hot crazy vampire partners

•Now Marko’s taking notes too

•Xander lies to Buffy so she thinks there’s no chance of saving Angel and Marko’s like, ‘can Angel just eat this guy?’

•Spike and Buffy team up? (Hot). Angel gets cured? Buffy kills Angel?????

•They take a break for blood after the season 2 finale, it’s a lot to process.

•Faith comes into town in season three they think she’s HOT

•Paul ships Faith and Buffy

•He also ships them with him😍

•ANGEL IS BACK???? AND NAKED???? COULD THINGS GET ANY BETTER????

•Paul is literally drooling through the entire episode

•They’re bored by angsty Angel he is nice to look at though they miss Angellus

•Willow and Xander kiss? Dwayne, who’s been pretty quiet the whole time, says “she could do so much better.” They all nod

•They literally think “the dog” is a better choice for her

•Xander is the biggest vampire cockblock ever they hate him so much

•SPIKE’S BACK

•His hot crazy girlfriend dumped him. Damn.

•They pause the show to pour one out

•They love Spike so much

•He’s basically David at this point and they love David. (David especially loves David so he’s a hugeeee Spike fan)

•Paul’s favorite episode is Bad Girls

•He rewinds and replays the scene where there dancing together at the bronze. Like a lot.

•Dwayne confiscates the remote after the 8th playback

•Their jaws drop when Faith kills someone, but they’re on her side.

•Marko’s like, ‘It’s not that deep Buffy, geez’

•They appreciate the use of chains in the show

•Faith is evil now? Hell yeah.

•The show needed another hot evil female character. She’s not a vampire but they’ll take it

•Hot crazy vampire Willow the next episode, fuck yes!

•Angellus is back? Just what this season needed

•He’s Marko’s favorite character

•This torture scene is weirdly erotic? David and Marko love it.

•Angellus isn’t back???? Their jaws are on the floor

•Marko’s low key disappointed but he appreciates the plot twist.

•They all miss Spike

•They love Faith but they hate the mayor.

•Second biggest vampire cockblock fr

•Also he eats bugs? What’s up with that?

•Angel gets shot by a poison arrow? Dwayne says he’ll stop watching if Angel dies, he grew on him.

• “Nooo Faith don’t die you’re too sexy ahaha”

•They HATE the watcher council, especially Wesley. They think Angel should get to eat him.

•Angel feeds from Buffy? They’re jealous.

•Paul is HELLA jealous

•He yells at the TV like, “THAT SHOULD BE ME”

•They finish season three, the gang beats the bad guy blah blah blah, but ANGEL LEAVES

•They all agree there needs to be another sexy vampire in season 4 to fill the hole Angel left

To be continued???

#i wrote it #and then I made my roommate proof read it #the lost boys #lost boys headcanons #tlb #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #david lost boys #dwayne lost boys #marko lost boys #paul lost boys #buffy the vampire slayer #btvs #spike

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sinnohanvulpix · 1 year

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Goh is neurodivergent and you can’t change my mind

Since today is Autism Acceptance Day, this is the perfect time to look back on Goh’s iconic moments throughout Journeys and how they support my headcanon that he is autistic. This is also @pikatrainer99‘s headcanon, and we collaborated to make this post. And yes, we are both autistic, and we are allowed to encourage acceptance through this headcanon. If you’re not autistic and you disagree with any of this, then kindly leave.

With that out of the way though, let’s start with episode 1. And, oh boy, is there a lot to unpack! Just in this episode alone, we can see that Goh has a clear special interest in Pokemon, which brings him so much joy to talk about (which I can totally relate to). We also see that he lacked some social skills, didn’t understand social cues, and infodumped about all the different Pokemon they encountered as he didn’t understand that his role was to be the listener, not the teacher. But the biggest thing that stood out to me was when he said that he didn’t need friends, and it’s later revealed that he had been avoiding going to school. This seems to imply that something happened at school that made him stop going, which is unfortunately not uncommon for autistic people to go through (I would’ve gone through that if homeschooling wasn’t an option for me). So instead, he spent all his time on the computer doing Pokemon research.

Fast forward 4 years later to episode 2, and we see that Goh still finds just as much enjoyment in Pokemon research, with still no interest yet in making new friends. That is until he meets Ash, who was one of the first people he met who loves Pokemon just as much as he does. Because Goh still didn’t understand how friendship worked, he announced to him “I accept you as my friend!” As adorable as this is, it’s not the typical reaction to meeting someone, and I’m glad that it was Ash he said this too and not anyone else.

But episode 3 is when I really started seeing myself in Goh, as it was the first to show his insecure side, which likely developed from multiple instances of being misunderstood. After having one small argument with Ash, Goh became convinced that their friendship was completely over, that he messed it up. He even starts tearing up while muttering to himself, “so you’re one of those people too...”, which shows just how much having Ash as a friend means to him. Fortunately though, since Ash is so forgiving, he quickly forgot all about the argument and helped reassure Goh that they’re still friends, much to his relief.

After episode 3, the evidence became a little more spread out, but we can clearly see in multiple future episodes that Goh’s friendship with Ash hasn’t “changed” his autistic-coded traits. We still see many of these traits throughout the series, especially his fear of being rejected (which I headcanon as RSD, aka Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria, which is commonly linked with autism and ADHD). This was most prevalently seen throughout episode 22, when Goh became convinced that Raboot didn’t want him as its trainer anymore and would live a happier life without him, which fortunately turned out to be untrue as Raboot came back for him. This was seen again in episode 101, when Goh saw Grookey getting along so well with the wild Grookey and Thwackey they met that he thought Grookey would be happier living with them. But once again, his beloved partner came back, reassuring him that they do belong together.

Speaking of the Galar starters, we also saw in episode 62 that Goh has trouble identifying his emotions, aka alexithymia (also commonly linked with autism). During a childhood flashback, after he had lost interest in playing with the other kids, his teacher asked him why, but Goh was unable to answer as he didn’t know why himself. Even in the present day when he reassured Drizzile that it’s okay not to know why it’s feeling this way, he began to tear up without knowing why. Something tells me this is something that he’s always needed to hear, whether he realized it or not.

And of course, we can’t talk about Goh’s insecure side without talking about episode 32. Even though we knew by the end that it was all a misunderstanding, Goh was convinced for three whole years that Tokio had intentionally broken his promise and abandoned him. This experience heavily traumatized him, which we can clearly see as his encounters with Ariados and Pineco bring back the memories of his time with Tokio and the painful emotions he associated them with. Not to mention this took place a year after episode 1, when he was already uninterested in making new friends. Seeing his first close friendship end this way definitely contributed to his distrust in others and unclear grasp of how friendship works, even after the two eventually made up.

This was even shown as late as episode 135, the penultimate episode of Journeys. He spent the entire episode trying to find the courage to tell Ash that he wanted to go on his own journey... only for Ash to casually tell him the same thing. Goh felt so betrayed by this that it led to an emotional outburst, which I can honestly understand. I wouldn’t want my dear friends to make this kind of casual announcement either. This proves that even after all this time of bonding with Ash and growing as a person and trainer, Goh still has much work to do when it comes to understanding social relations, which is a lifetime commitment for autistic people.

Fortunately, Goh has still managed to find much fulfillment on his journey. Not only has he finally gotten to embrace his deep passion for Pokemon, but he’s also formed multiple friendships with Pokemon. In fact, Pika and I believe that the reason he wants to catch ‘em all (apart from working his way up to Mew) is because he feels more comfortable befriending Pokemon than people. Pokemon don’t judge him the way people do, so it makes perfect sense why he would want to have friends in his life who won’t betray him.

Overall, we’re both super happy that we got to spend three years following the journey of one of the most relatable characters in Pokemon history. Goh will always be one of our favourite characters, and we’ll always look back fondly on his many iconic and relatable moments ❤️

#anipoke #pokeani #gou #goh #trainer go #trainer gou #trainer goh #autism #autism acceptance #autism headcanon #autistic characters #autistic positivity #this is our headcanon and you cannot change it

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Riddlers Reacting to Reader Wearing A “TikTok” Dress

A/N: okay so a few things:

1) This was one of my first original ideas for headcanons when I first decided to write fanfics again, so I’m excited to feel confident enough to write it rip (this is also one of the more self indulgent ideas I’ve had so bare with me)

2) Heidi Lavon owns my tiktok, so it’s my job to bless you with her content here’s her in the dress:

3) It’s called the Carmen Dress and it has a $300 price tag on god save queens

4) As I mentioned this is 100% self indulgent, so sorry for ALL the errors, this idea has been brewing in my mind for months until I couldn’t hide it anymore, so if it reads like rambles…that’s why lol

( Also, I mention it in only one or two headcanons, but ALL these bastards would ask if it comes in green (unfortunately it doesn’t but I’ll be damned if a couple these guys won’t try and make it happen) also this all takes place in private)

Trigger Warnings: heavy suggestiveness (I mean...look at the dress) and strong language (I have a sailor mouth, sorry not sorry)

Batman the Animated Series Riddler:

- Congratulations, you’ve made this goofball speechless

- No literally, man looks like a fish out of water

- Eyes wide, mouth opening and closing. Stuck between catching his breath and trying to form a coherent sentence.

- Oh God, you’re walking closer to him?!

- The man’s face is as red as a tomato and he’s as hot to the touch as a furnace

- He’s finally able to start rambling off compliments

- You’re stunning, ravishing, gorgeous, enchanting…

- He’s a chuckling mess as you wrap yourself around him

- Becomes speechless again as he realizes just how little you’re actually wearing

- Your body is at the mercy of this measly fabric

- It takes him a minute, but he gets his suavity back once the surprise wears off

- You are beautiful there was never any doubts about that, but now that you’ve teased him he wants to see all of you

Capullo/Zero Year Riddler:

- Well, hellloooo~~

- The fuck you’ve been hiding this piece for?

- He absolutely loves what’s going on in the front, straight up licking his lips.

- The back could use some work though, not nearly as revealing as it could be

- You better hold this dress close to you, he’s not opposed to making some “alterations”

- Does it come in green?

- Adores showing you off in it, look how hot my partner is!

- He appreciates the piece, it accentuates everything he loves about you, and can love a good tease

- But he also thinks you just being in your underwear would suffice

- Or really nothing at all

- (wait omg are you commando right now in the dress?)

- Ow, don’t hit him that hurt!

The War of Jokes and Riddles (twojar) Riddler:

- Oh shit

- Sexy and sophisticated, he’s here for it!

- Reveals just enough to be enticing but hides the right amount to tease

- His hands are instantly caressing the sheer parts of the dress

- He’s already mapping out what the dress shows so he’s sure to leave hickeys later (or right now)

- Also asks if it comes in green, possessive buff leprechaun prick.

- If you mention there are similar dresses available in different varieties, he’s all here for it.

- Like, babe, you have his card and bank information, you don’t need to ask (you didn’t when you bought this dress, so what the hell?)

- Will absolutely show you off to literally anyone and everyone, so better not be shy!

- They can look but if they even try to touch they’re dead.

Gotham City Sirens Riddler:

- Another connoisseur of the sexy and sophisticated look the dress provides.

- He’s a proud grinning bastard

- Inquires where you got the dress and just how long were you going to keep this a secret from him

- Oh you’re just trying it on?

- Let him help you take it off~

- What? He’s being a gentlemen! He is reformed you know.

- (but not in that category)

- Hands are immediately on you and show no sign of pulling them away

- Fingers running along the track of black fabric on your back

- If you’re his assistant at his private investigator firm, he is debating possibly changing your dress code

- Too much? Yes, you’re probably right, this view is for his eyes only

- Maybe you two could set up a private visit to his office though, hm?

Dano Riddler:

- He’s stunned

- Frozen like a deer in headlights

- His brain is short-circuiting between how gorgeous you look but also how the dress is even like fitting right now?

- How is it even on your body? Wait that’s sheer material? He thought that was just skin

- His face blooms in a bright red when you invite him to touch the material so he can feel it.

- Eyes constantly raking over your form up and down, up and down.

- When he finally finds the strength to go up to you and touch you, he’s gone.

- Roaming his hands up and down, all around your body.

- He’s absolutely breathless, constantly taking sharp inhales every once in awhile

- He’s just in awe, he already thinks you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, but you were able to surprise him yet again.

- No one else is allowed to see you in this but him, he wants this to just be for him (and you’re more than happy to oblige)

- (suck it, bruce wayne! My partner is more gorgeous than any of your flings!)

Gotham Riddler:

- Oh hello there~ (calm down obi wan)

- His eyes are wide to saucers and his mouth falls open

- But only for a second, before he’s absolutely grinning like a cat that caught the canary

- He walks up to you, his full attention on you.

- Warm brown eyes scanning your figure up and down, almost like a predator to prey

- But the way you look is absolutely killing him in the best way

- He’s committing this image to his mind, you know he has a photographic memory

- He genuinely thought with his times at GCPD and his experiences as the Riddler, he’s seen it all

- Like Dano Riddler, he’s quite impressed with how you manage to surprise him with your beauty, yet again.

Arkhamverse Riddler:

- Deadass did a double take.

- He walked past you, barely giving you a glance (like usual), but he must’ve seen your lack of clothing in his peripheral.

- What’re you trying to do? Distract him? You know how much that frustrates him!

- Once the haze of annoyance he’s usually in goes away as he takes in the rest of the dress…

- The man’s a stuttering puddle.

- “W-W-What are you wearing? I-It’s not even a dress! N-No! I…I do like it..”

- You give him a small 360 twirl so he can get a full view.

- You can’t help but grin at the sharp gasp of air he took and tried to hide.

- Man is struggling, quick wrap your arms around him, his bravado is DOWN

- His tired eyes have glossed over and he’s absolutely puddy in your hands

- Once his brain starts sparking again, he shucks off his gloves so his rough hands can touch your soft skin.

- He gasps again at just how little is hidden and how thin the material is.

- Stunning, radiant, gorgeous…so many words but they fall short as you take his breath away

- Congrats, you’ve done something even the Bat has never done…rendered Edward Nygma absolutely speechless

Telltale Riddler:

- This ornery asshole.

- He’ll rake his eyes over you and give you a little “hmph”

- He’ll shrug it off, he doesn’t see the reason for it when you can just parade around in your underwear and get the same reaction

- But don’t let it fool you, he is absolutely warming up and “getting” up as you saunter around the room

- He does appreciate the cheekiness of the dress, revealing just the right amount to make you still wonder

- He’ll keep up his indifferent front for as long as he can.

- Until you straddle the puzzle grandpa.

- He has no choice but to appreciate it now, how what little fabric hugs your skin, and just how little you’re actually wearing

- Just don’t tell him the price tag, sweetheart, he’ll have an absolute boomer fit.

- ($300? You can just walk around the lair naked for free?!)

Young Justice Riddler:

- Uhh, yeah no he’s dead.

- Congrats you’ve killed him without laying a finger on him

- Shaking him might work…

- Once he’s conscious, he’s still sort of brain dead.

- His lisp and stutters are amplified to the -nth degree

- He’s not even making words at this point.

- You’ve broken him, way to go

- You try to reach out for him and talk to him

- Poor baby will literally scurry away

- H-he doesn’t deserve this, to see you dressed like this, looking so stunning

- W-what do you mean you’re wearing this for him?

- He barely feels worthy to kiss you, hold you, see you in a bikini/swimwear

- But this?? Really?

- It’s going to take him a minute, but once the initial shock is over, he’ll warm up to touching you and interacting with you in the dress

- He is torn between asking you to wear this only for his eyes or wear it when y’all go out

- Like he wants to show you off so he can see the gorgeous partner he pulled, but also like doesn’t want you to garner any unwanted attention (n-not that he wouldn’t protect you..but..like…you’ve seen him)

#yep this is it #ive gone completely insane #riddler x reader #edward nygma x reader #batman the animated series riddler x reader #btas riddler x reader #zero year riddler x reader #capullo riddler x reader #the war of jokes and riddles riddler x reader #twojar riddler x reader #gotham city sirens riddler x reader #pi riddler x reader #dano riddler x reader #gotham riddler x reader #arkhamverse riddler x reader #telltale riddler x reader #young justice riddler x reader #headcanons #ri writes

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asmutwriter · 10 months

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You Saved Me (Part 4)

DESCRIPTION: (Season 2) Your car breaks down on the side of the road. Thankfully a familiar face shows up, giving you a hand

WORD COUNT: 2535

From Beginning / Previous / Next / Master List

WARNINGS: swearing, light flirting (if you squint), single mum

DISCLAIMERS

- This is fiction. Please always talk to your partner before doing anything and make sure they are ok with what you are doing beforehand

A YEAR LATER

You stand drying cups behind the bar. Watching as customers come in and out of the building. The clock ticking softly in the background as you count down the minutes before your shift ends. Needing to pick up your kids from the babysitter at 3, you finish at 2:30. It’s only a 15 minute drive but you’d rather have enough time to be able to beat the traffic. So when it gets to the end of your shift you finish up the cup you had, putting it on the shelf. Waving goodbye to your colleagues

“Rose are you working tomorrow?” your friend Betty asks in her thick Southern accent

“Yep. I’m in all this week apart from Thursday”

“We should do something on Thursday then, on your day off. Go for drinks or something”

“Oh I’m sorry, I already promised my kids that I’d take them to the fair” you grab your coat as she nods slightly “You could come round one day after work though? Friday or something” she nods and smiles

“I’ll write it on the calendar” you smile, waving goodbye as you head out. Getting to your car you chuck your phone and coat onto the back seat. Starting the car as you start your drive. You turn up your radio, tapping the steering wheel as you start softly humming to the songs. You’re driving for no more than 5 minutes when your car starts emitting smoke.

“No. No please don’t do this” you sigh as you gently drift the car to the side of the road. Putting on your hazard lights as you take out your keys, getting out the car. Going up and lifting the hood up. Coughing as you wave the torrents of smoke out of your face. You frown slightly as you squint to see what the problem is. You go to wiggle something, flinching away as you touch the hot surface “fuck” you mutter. Placing the burnt digit into your mouth in a vague attempt to sooth the burning sensation. You go and open the back seat of your car. Grabbing your phone from the back you go to call your breakdown cover, or a friend to come pick you up. Even your sitter would work, just to let her know you would be late.

You get up your contacts. Going to your friend Betty’s number, just about to click onto ‘call’ your phone dies. “Oh you’ve got to be fucking with me” you chuck the cell angrily into the back seat. Hitting the roof of your car. You see a truck coming up, waving it down “Hey please help!” you call out, just as it drives past. The driver not even giving you a second glance. “Are you serious right now?” you place your hand over your eyes. Breathing deeply as you try to regain calm.

“Come on. Just walk back to the bar. Or to the gas station. There’s one down this road...” you bite your nail, looking down the long road ahead of you “I think anyway” you mutter. Before you can make a decision you hear another car. Turning you see an impala driving up past you. You wave at it trying to flag it down as it pulls up in front of your car in the lay by. A tall man stepping out as he walks over, hearing a soft chuckle before he speaks

“I don’t believe it. Rose?”

“Dean!” you smile as you meet his familiar emerald eyes. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you” he laughs again, looking at the car behind you

“Any way I can help?”

“A phone or a lift would be appreciated” he chuckles slightly. Passing you his phone “You are a life saver” he smiles and leans against your car as you dial in your sitters number. She picks up on the 3rd ring

“Hello, this is Justine”

“Hey it’s Rose”

“Everything ok?”

“Yes. Well, kind of” you bring your free hand up to the back of your neck, gently rubbing it as you lean against your car next to Dean “I’ve broken down plus my phone has died. I’ll try and be with you as soon as I can but I’ll likely be late”

“Of course sweetie. Do you need me to come pick you up?”

“No I’ll be ok thank you. I’ve bumped into one of my friends who I’m hoping might give me a lift” you look at Dean as he smiles softly at you, going over and looking in the hood of your car.

“So long as you’re alright”

“I’ll be fine. I always am” a slight laughter coming from the line as you hear a young voice.

“Hang on I’m just talking to mummy” she says

“Hi mummy!” you hear your eldest child yelling on the other end of the phone. You smile

“Hey baby girl. I’ll see you real soon” a giggle as Justine takes the phone fully again

“See you in a bit”

“Bye” you hang up. Going over to Dean and handing him his phone “Rung my sitter to let her know I’ll be late. Any chance you could give me a lift to hers? I know she won’t mind dropping me off back at my place once I’m there”

“I can do you one better. It will likely take a few minutes but I can help fix your car”

“Really?” he nods, going over to his and opening the boot. Grabbing out a tool kit and coming back over.

“What brings you out here anyway?” he places the kit onto the floor, taking off his jacket and flannel before starting to work on your car “I thought you lived somewhere else?”

“I did. The place I was staying in barely had enough room for me and one kid. Let alone me and two. So I decided to move to a new area. One that means we can each have our own rooms, even if Anna thinks she should sleep in my room still” he laughs slightly. You watch him working, folding your arms as you speak “You live nearby?”

“I don’t-” he stands up straight, looking at you before shaking his head “No. Currently between jobs. I recently got Baby fixed” motioning at his car as he gets another tool “and decided to take her for a spin before me and Sammy went on our next job”

“Do you have a job in mind?”

“No but I need something to distract me so I’m looking for anything” he leans forward. Doing something with something to your car. Car mechanics have never been your strong point. But you still watch in hopes you might remember for the future.

“I did hear something at work that might interest you”

“Oh yeah?” he struggles with something. A stern face as he uses a lot of force to turn some sort of bolt. “What’s that?”

“My friend’s sister owns a farm not too far from here. Apparently a few of her cows have been killed recently. She’s not too sure on what’s killed them”

“Might be something”

“Plus a couple of the townsfolk have turned up dead” he nods, standing up straight and looking at the engine. “They’d been decapitated” he looks at you. Tilting his head slightly in acknowledgment

“Yeah that does sound like a case for me” he looks at you “I think she’s fixed” you nod, getting into the driver’s seat and starting the engine. Grinning as you hear the soft purr of the engine. He comes over, watching you as you turn the engine off. Standing up you hug him

“Thank you” he hugs you back. A soft smile on his face as you move away.

“I hope you won’t be too late from picking up your kids”

“Shouldn’t be too bad. Probably only five minutes late”

“You have two now right?” you nod and smile slightly

“Two girls. I may be biased but I’d say they are absolute sweethearts” he chuckles and nods

“If they are anything like their mum then I bet they’re lovely girls” you smile “There called Anna and...?”

“Lydia. I watched Beetlejuice recently and liked the name” he chuckles “Don’t judge me”

“I didn’t say anything”

“You didn’t have to. Your laughing makes it very clear how you feel about the names origin”

“No it’s a nice name. Honestly. I was just expecting a more serious answer then being named after the goth girl from a horror film” he chuckles again “how did you come up with the name Anna then? Is she named after a film character too?” you shake your head

“No. No she’s named after my mum”

“Bet your mum is glad that you named her after her” you chuckle and shake your head slightly

“I wouldn’t know. My mum died when I was 10″

“Rose I-”

“Don’t. Don’t apologise. You didn’t know. I wanted to honour her memory” he nods as you lean against your car

“I’m sure she was a wonderful woman” you nod and smile

“Oh she was amazing. She had the type of laugh that could light up a room” he smiles softly at you as you reminisce “I think you would’ve liked her” he nods and looks away from you.

“I’m sure I would have” he looks at you again as he smiles. An ever so slight sadness in his eyes before he speaks again

“Your car is all fixed now so I should probably get back to my brother” you nod. Moving your hand to the side of his face. Kissing his other cheek

“Thank you again” you smile as your eyes meet his. Your hand still on his cheek as he nods. You move away slightly, putting your hands in your back pockets

“Where did you say the beheadings were?”

“Montana. Only a few hours drive from here. I think it was in a place called Red Lodge but I might be wrong with that”

“I’ll look into it when I get back” he smiles

“It might be nothing. Just a massive coincidence. But if you’re wanting something to distract yourself with then I figure it can’t hurt to check it out” you meet his smile as he nods

“Don’t worry, we’ll find out whatever is killings your friends sisters cows” you chuckle slightly

“Diary companies are forever grateful of your service” he chuckles as you smile

“I’m glad I can help them out” you smile as you look at him “I should be getting back for my brother” you nod, moving from the car you hug him. Him reciprocating “It was good seeing you again Rose” you smile as you move away, looking at him

“It was nice seeing you too”

“I’ll wait for you to drive off. Don’t want to leave you stranded on the side of the road in case the engine doesn’t start” you nod. Sitting in the driver’s seat and turning on the engine, smiling as it starts. Shutting the door and rolling down the window “Be safe, ok?” he says as you look at him

“You too. Good luck with your case. Hope it goes well for you” he nods, moving away as you drive off. Watching in your rear view mirror as you see him go back to his car.

You pull up to your sitter’s house. Going up to the front door and knocking. Justine opening it and smiling. You smile at her, giving her a hug. You then smile more as Anna runs over to you. You bend down. Picking her up “Oh hey gorgeous girl” you kiss the top of her head as you go inside. Justine shutting the door behind you.

“Lydia is in the living room” you nod. Going inside you see her in a play crib. Putting down Anna as you bend down, kissing your youngest daughter on the top of her head. She smiles as she looks at you, reaching a hand up towards you. Grizzling slightly you bend down fully, picking her up. Anna hugs your leg

“Mummy up” you chuckle slightly, bending down and picking her up in your other arm. Holding them both close to you as you hear Justine chuckle behind you. Turning you see her standing in the doorway, chuckling lowly as she watches you

“I don’t get how you do it. Working and looking after two kids all on your own”

“Great will power” she chuckles again, nodding in agreement as you hug them close to you.

“Have you heard from the social worker?” you nod and smile

“Yes I have”

“Oh? That smile seems like it was positive news” you nod enthusiastically. Putting down your two kids and sitting on the sofa. Lydia back in the play crib and Anna on the floor. Watching as she goes over to the toy box

“I have court next week. They are going to review my case one more time. If everything is positive then it means I have full custody of my children. I don’t need any supervision or anything else like that”

“That’s excellent news!” you smile as she lightly touches your hand “oh I’m so happy for you Rose” she moves her hand again, placing it back into her lap as Anna comes back over with a toy dinosaur. Sitting between you and Justine.

“Just got to hope that the court hearing goes well”

“It will” she smiles “So” she grins at you as she drags out the vowel. A sly look on her face “what friend helped you fix your car? Do I know them?”

“No you don’t know him” she nods

“Mm. Sure. How well do you know him?”

“Oh shut it” you gently hit her arm as she smiles. “I met him a few years back. We got on very well. Then he helped me out with a couple of problems I had at the time” she chuckles.

“Oh yeah. Problems” you roll your eyes

“Not those kind of problems” she smiles at you as you chuckle slightly

“Do you like him?”

“Yes I do. He’s kind and sweet” she nods, smiling as she watches you. A soft smile on your face as you unconsciously think about him. Turning your head you see her grinning at you, making you drop the smile. A soft tinge of pink on your cheeks as you shake your head slightly “Not like him in that kind of way. He’s a good friend of mine. That’s all” You defend yourself “Besides, nothing is going to come out of our friendship. I don’t even have his number”

“Why not?”

“It’s never been an appropriate time” you shrug, looking away from her “he doesn’t strike me as the dating kind anyway” you stroke Anna’s hair “anyway. I should get back”

“Am I still babysitting for you tomorrow?” you nod and smile

“Yes please. I’ll text you the dates for the month if that’s ok?”

“Of course. Because you were smart and actually gave me your number” you roll your eyes, standing up. You grab Anna and Lydia's things. Toys, bags, and coat. Saying goodbye to Justine as you get them both into your car and drive home..

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Judge me all you want. IDC. He's hot 🔥

Summary: The reader celebrates Valentine's Day with her new grumpy commentary partner.

"Oh, don't look so down, Wade." You giggle at your travel partner and the scowl on his face. "It's Valentine's day! Aren't you even in the least bit excited?" You nudge his shoulder playfully.

Wade rolls his eyes and side-eyes you. "Excited for what? A night of listening to half of our colleagues throwing themselves at you all night? And you encouraging them to keep up the charade for a chance to take you home for the night? No thanks." He grumbles.

"Wow!" You giggle. "You are becoming very bitter in your old age, Barrett. You know that?" You tease him.

Wade grumbles again and continues on his path down the hall backstage at the hotel everyone is staying at for the night. You part ways with Wade for a few hours and head into your room to get dressed for the show.

Three months ago WWE hired you as a replacement for Michael Cole on the Smackdown commentary team. It's always been your dream to land a job doing commentary and other backstage work for WWE. But you never expected that they'd be pairing you up with such a handsome partner.

When you heard that the former in-ring performer was going to be your new partner you were giddy at the thought. Barrett might be almost twenty years your senior, sure. But you've always thought he was hot. And who wouldn't? He's charming, handsome, and tall. Not to mention the accent. You might be too young for Barrett's taste. But god is it fun to mess with him whenever you can.

"Alright." You pull out your pink blouse from your suitcase. "Time to have some fun tonight." You grin to yourself and get dressed.

Later in the night, you exit your hotel room and meet Wade in the hotel lobby. When you arrive you spot him looking sharp as ever in a slate grey suit, a pastel pink tie hanging from his neck.

"Well look at you, Wade." You walk over to him with a grin. "Getting all festive and in the mood."

Wade rolls his eyes and looks at your outfit. A pink blouse hugs your torso and chest showing plenty of skin with its heart neckline. Your black leather pants match your boots and hug every curve perfectly.

"That's what you're wearing to work?" Wade asks you, his gaze returning to your face.

"Mhm." You humm. "Why? You have a problem with my outfit, Barrett?" You ask him with a Cheshire smile.

Wade's jaw clenches under his beard, but he remains calm and collected. "Not at all." He lies and turns sharply towards the door. "Come on, let's go before we're late." He starts to walk off. "This is going to be a long night."

You don't hear that last part as you walk after Wade. But you can tell that you're getting under his skin like usual. The car ride is silent but Wade is nice enough to go around and get the door for you after you've arrived.

"Such a gentleman, Wade." You giggle when he opens the door.

"Just get out of the car, Y/N," Wade grumbles as he holds the door open for you.

You step out of the car and head inside with Wade trailing right behind you. Much to your dismay, your outfit goes mostly unnoticed as you make your way down the hall. That is until Marcel Barthel comes around the corner with Giovanni at his side.

"Y/N! Well, don't you look ravishing tonight, my dear." Marcel stops you and Wade in the hall. "Doesn't she look wonderful, Giovonni?" He turns to his partner.

Vinci nods in agreement and grins at you. "That she does." He turns fully towards you. "You look lovely, Y/N. And you must join us after the show for drinks." He adds.

"Maybe I will." You giggle and drink in the attention.

Before you can continue the conversation, Wade grabs your arm and drags you off while mumbling something under his breath. He holds you at his side until you are both at the curtain.

"Okay, you can let go now, Wade." You pull your arm from his grip. "Gosh, you are no fun."

Wade lets you go and turn to you with a serious look. "Can you manage to behave yourself for 2 hours?" He asks you. "Just 2 hours, that's all I ask. Then you can go out and shamelessly flirt your way through the whole men's roster for all I care."

"Does that include you, Wade?" You ask him with a sly smile.

"Walk!" Wade replies dryly and points to the curtain.

Throughout the night Wade watches you flirt and tease every man that comes out to the ring. All but him. By the end of the night, all he wants to do is go back to his hotel room and remind himself that the crush he's got on his young commentary partner is wildly inappropriate.

"Well, that was fun. Yeah, Wade?" You head backstage after the show.

"Sure, if you say so," Wade replies dryly.

You roll your eyes at Wade's cynicism and suddenly an idea pops into your head. "Hey, Wade. Why don't you come and grab a couple of drinks with me?" You suggest with a sincere smile.

"I thought that you had plans with Vinci and Barthel? Or was it LA Knight this time?" He asks you.

"Nah." You shake your head. "They all try way too hard." You insist with a grin. "Come on, Wade. Live a little! You aren't that old yet."

"Fine." Wade sighs. "One drink." He gives in.

You wear a wicked grin and internally celebrate. "Yes! Come on! I know a place that's usually pretty quiet."

Wade silently scolds himself for agreeing to a drink. He's barely managed to keep his attraction to himself these past three months. And mixing alcohol into this situation is the last thing that he needs. But he can't help himself. After two hours of giving every man that comes up to you the death glare to keep them away. Wade can't even fathom the thought of some random sleaze taking you home after a few cheap drinks.

You arrive at a bar that's not too busy considering the holiday and take a seat next to Wade. After ordering a couple of drinks you sit and chat casually with Barrett for a bit. While you're chatting you can tell that something is bothering him.

"What is your problem now, Wade?" You ask him bluntly. "Because you have been in an even more sour mood than usual tonight."

Wade looks at you and his jaw clenches again. How is he supposed to tell you that he's jealous? He's jealous of all the men who flirt with you without a second thought. He's jealous that almost every man at the bar has been eyeing you up. And you have the audacity to sit here and edge him on like a young pretty girl like you would actually be into him when you've got so many better options.

"Why are you here, Y/N?" Wade asks you while studying your face. "I mean you said it yourself! It's Valentine's Day! You should be out letting men fall all over you like fools. And they'd all be stupid not to."

You clutch your glass sitting in front of you and stare at it. "Well, maybe the one man I'd like to have to fall all over me like a fool doesn't seem to be very interested in doing so." You answer him.

"And what idiot would that be?" Wade scoffs.

"You. That idiot would be you, Wade." You reply, turning your chair toward him.

You watch the sour expression on Wade's face melt into one of shock. "Me?" He asks you.

"I've only been dropping hints since day one." You giggle at him. "I like you, Wade. You're charming when you're not being a dick. You're handsome and have style." You flick his pink tie. "And yeah you're a bit older than me? So what? I've never been much interested in guys my age, anyway."

"A bit?" Wade replies, his look of shock turning into a smile. "Remind me how old you are again? 23?" He asks you.

"24." You correct him with a grin. "Come on. Let's get out of here. This blouse is itchy, and a bit hard to get out of on my own if I'm being honest." You admit with a giggle.

You watch Wade pull out his wallet and pay for your drinks before getting to his feet. "I do believe that I can help with that."

#wwe fandom #wwe fanfiction #wwe smackdown #smackdown #wade barrett #wrestling #wweuniverse #wwe #its the accent #idc what anyone says #judge me all you want #hes hot

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firstkanaphans · 5 months

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I have some thoughts on your post of aye being out-of-character. Tbh, while it was airing, i thought the same. OS2 Aye didn't feel like eclipse Aye. Where's the understanding, where's the "putting akk before himself", where is the aye that gave akk enough space to come to terms with his sexuality and loved him and held him throughout that journey? I was quite dissapointed when the first ep aired because eclipse was such a dear show to me. But then, a while later, I remember reading someone's take on ourskyy2!Aye. They said that aye didn't really change. He has always been a gremline to akk since the eclipse. And he still is. And akk has always been pouty and sensitive, just hid it well. Akk and aye have always had communication issues and that was one of their biggest and most prominent differences. They still do have similar communications issues in ourskyy2. We see a difference in the eclipse and ourskyy2 because (my take) during the course of events in the eclipse, aye had some kind of understanding of akk's situation thus it was easier to be so understanding and give him the space he needed. Boyfriends is new territory for the both of them and obviously they're going take some time to adjust and understand eo through the change. But because they are akkayan, because they care about each other enough to put the other before themselves, because they love each other, they will find their way out of this; as they always have. They are still the same akk and aye. Just the grounds of their relationship has changed. That's all.

I've not been as articulate as I would like to be so a lost might've gotten missed. This is not to say your thoughts were wrong. I truly have not seen a single person who's understood these characters more. I love reading your work because it genuinely feels like something the character would actually do. I just hope to provide a different perspective and would love to hear your thoughts 😙

Oh, I totally agree that Aye has always been a gremlin and will always be a gremlin. That’s his personality. He’s annoying—god bless him for it. The issue is that we know for a fact this wasn’t just a communication break-down because Akk is very upfront about how Aye’s actions are making him feel. He explicitly admits his concerns to Aye—what you’re doing makes me feel like you don’t love me—and Aye chooses to ignore him, which is not something canon Aye would ever do. Aye has always been pushy and annoying, but he has never been cruel.

I do agree, though, that it will take them some time to figure out how to be boyfriends outside of the oppressive walls of Suppalo and that could certainly lead to arguments and misunderstandings. I just don’t think that was the case in Our Skyy. Aye knew what he was doing was hurting Akk and yet he did it anyway and I just can’t believe that canon Aye, who cried every single time Akk did, would continue such a ruse when it was causing his partner pain.

I think the reason this whole plot irks me so much is that it was such an easy fix. Instead of making Aye pretend that he forgot Akk’s birthday entirely, simply make him pretend that he had other plans and couldn’t spend the day with him. Then Akk would be sad and disappointed, but he wouldn’t be distraught.

I just…imagine the person you love most in the world and then imagine them forgetting your birthday. I personally don’t think the surprise makes up for the pain and I think that years later, what I would remember most would be the disappointment. But maybe Akk is different.

Regardless, I appreciate your input! Like I said in my last ask, people are meant to interpret media in different ways and I’m a firm believer that everyone is entitled to their own opinion as long as they aren’t being mean to others about it. Our Skyy 2 just didn’t hit right for me, but I still enjoyed seeing Akk and Aye together again. I’m certainly not complaining about what we got because there were some absolutely fantastic moments that I think about still. I just personally prefer to look at it as The Eclipse fanfiction rather than something that is a part of canon.

#asks #the eclipse #akkayan #our skyy 2

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queen-of-the-avengers · 4 months

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Iron Man 2: Part Five

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.8k

Warnings: canon violence and angst

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

The fame for Tony has only just begun. Ever since the Senate meeting, he's been scheduled to appear all over the world. He is loving the attention while you're wishing you can be back on the rooftop with Natasha. You, Pepper, Happy, and Natasha accompany Tony to every press conference and party he's scheduled to be at.

This time, you're needed in Italy for the Grand Prix. Italy is so much different than the last time you were here. Granted, it was centuries ago, but it's weird to walk the same streets you did with Ikaris.

You pull down your short dress in the limo before it arrives at the Grand Prix, which is a racing event that people from all over gather around to watch. You're at a racecar track and you're wearing a short black dress that's low cut in the front. Pepper is wearing a knee-length blue off-the-shoulder dress that compliments her figure.

"Would you stop? You look great," Tony whispers to you.

"That's not why I'm nervous, Tony," you whisper back.

You hate being in the spotlight or the center of attention, however, Tony is the center as soon as he steps foot out of the limo. Cameras flash when the door opens and you take a deep breath before exiting the limo. Happy is the last to leave with a red briefcase that contains Tony's suit if he needs it.

"Mr. Stark?" Natasha greets you four inside. She is wearing a bright red dress that has a deep V in the front and shows off her curves. Seeing her again reminds you of your night on top of the roof, and you smile slightly at the reminder. "How was your flight?"

"It was excellent. Boy, it's nice to see you," he smiles.

"We have one photographer from the ACM if you don't mind."

She doesn't wait for a response as the photographer behind her begins to take pictures. You straighten up and smile at the camera along with Tony and Pepper. After one picture, you sneak away so that they can focus on the couple instead. There are so many people here and you know four of them. Oh, how you wish you were back in 1940 with Bucky walking along the sidewalk by Central Park. He loved taking you on late-night dates when there wouldn't be a lot of people outside. You could do anything you wanted because there was no one around to tell you otherwise.

In your mind, you're back with him instead of here.

"Are you okay?"

You look to the right of you at Natasha who looks concerned.

"Yeah. I need a drink." You walk to the bartender and give him a tight smile. "Something fruity, please."

A few seconds later, you already have a drink in your hands. You down the entire drink in one sitting and make sure you have the bartender's attention when you ask for one more.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Tony says when he and Pepper join you.

"I don't know how you two do it. I don't think I'll ever get used to this lifestyle of cameras, interviews, and people wanting to talk to me," you chuckle.

"You've been with me for twenty years and you're still not used to it?"

"Apparently not."

"Anthony. Is that you?" Justin Hammer says a few seats down when he spots you.

"My least favorite person on Earth," Tony mutters to you and Pepper as Justin makes his way over to the group.

Justin is with Christine, the woman that Tony hooked up with last year, and turns to Tony with a knowing smile.

"Hey, pal. How are you doing? You're not the only rich guy here with a fancy car. This is Christine Everhart from Vanity Fair. You guys know each other?" he introduces his partner to this event.

"Yes, roughly," Tony nods.

"BTW, big story. The new CEO of Stark Industries," Justin motions to Pepper who just smiles.

"My editor will kill me if I don't grab a quote for our Powerful Women issue. Can I?"

"Sure," Pepper nods.

"She's actually doing a big spread on me for Vanity Fair. I thought I'd throw her a bone, you know?" Justin chuckles.

"Right. Well, she did quite a spread on Tony last year. It was very impressive. It was very well done."

"Thank you," Christine blushes.

"I'm gonna go wash," Pepper excuses herself.

You're about to go with her but Tony grips your hand and forces you to stay near him. You know how much he doesn't like these people so you opt to just stay with him and keep him from blowing his brains out.

"Listen, is it the first time you've seen each other since the Senate?" Christine asks and shoves a recorder near you three to get your response.

"Since he got his contract revoked...?" Tony asks.

"Actually, it's on hold."

"That's not what I heard. What's the difference between 'hold' and 'canceled'?" you ask.

"Yes, what is it?" the reporter repeats.

"No. The truth is," he clears his throat nervously when he sees the recorder. He tries pushing it away, but Christine won't budge. "Why don't we put that away? The truth is, I'm actually hoping to present something at your Expo."

"Well, if you invent something that works, I'll make sure you get a slot."

"Mr. Stark?" Natasha interrupts.

"Yes?"

"Your corner table is ready."

"Thank you, Natalie." You start to leave when you notice something on Tony's neck. "Excuse us for one second."

You pull Tony into the nearest restroom despite his obvious complaints.

"What is going on?"

"This is what's going on, Tony." You yank his collar down to show him the digital crossword puzzle that's creeping towards his neck. "We're running out of time, and you're here doing interviews."

"Yeah, well, I don't see you doing anything," he mutters and takes out the device to measure his blood toxicity levels.

It's at fifty-three percent.

"Fine, kill yourself. See if I care," you hiss and stalk out of the bathroom.

You don't mean to be that harsh but he's not taking any of this seriously. Your blood is pumping angrily through your veins, and you scan the room to see where your presence is least welcomed. Pepper is sitting alone at Tony's table, Christine and Justin are at a separate table talking, and Natasha is off on her own. You walk to Natasha who looks up from her phone when she senses you.

"Are you okay?"

"He's dying, Nat," you whisper. "He doesn't even care about his life. He's one of my best friends. What am I supposed to do?"

"We're working on it," she says lowly.

You can only assume she's talking about her and Nick.

"I wish I was back on that rooftop with you," you whisper.

"Me too," she smiles.

"Natalie. Natalie!" Pepper urges.

Both you and Natasha head over to the new CEO when you hear her command. You're not sure why she is freaking out until you see the TV. Why the hell is Tony on the screen, and why the hell is wearing a racing outfit?

"Oh, I'm going to kill him," you mutter.

When you told him to kill himself, you didn't actually mean it.

"What do you know about this?" Pepper asks Natasha.

"This is the first that I have known of it."

"This cannot happen."

"Absolutely. I understand. How can I help you?"

"Where's Happy?" you ask.

"He's waiting outside."

"Okay, get him. I need Happy," Pepper orders.

"Right away," Natasha nods and leaves.

"Why is he doing this?" Pepper asks you.

You could tell her but then again, she needs to hear this from Tony. You just shrug and keep your eyes on the TVs that are broadcasting this. There is something creeping up your spine, and you don't have a good feeling about what might come.

"Um, Pepper, get the suit as fast as you can. Get it to the tracks. Something is coming, but I don't know what. I'm going down there."

"Okay," she nods.

You push through the sea of people that have gathered around the bar to watch. All they're focused on is Tony and what he will do if or when he wins. Frustration spikes from within you and you resist the urge to use your aerokinesis in front of everybody. You're in the bleachers right now so you have a clear view of the racetrack. You can't see Tony's car anywhere but what you can see is a man wearing an orange pit crew jumpsuit.

He walks onto the track as the cars are racing by and rips open his chest to reveal what Tony has... an arc reactor. Who the hell is this guy and how did he get the technology to build one of those things? Most importantly, how is he going to use it? You can't believe whatever his intentions are is good. He has a look of murder on his face and you have a feeling you know who he's going after.

Whips shoot out of his hands from the machines he's built and powers them on. Electricity runs through them making them the most deadly kind of whip you've ever seen. Because what's on his chest is powering the electricity, the top part of his jumpsuit burns off so that all he's wearing is the bottom half and the contraption that powers the whips. A car races towards the man with the whips and he lashes one of them at the car, effectively cutting off the front part of the car.

All hell breaks loose as people watch the car flip twice in mid-air only to come crashing down to the ground. People all around you are pushing past you to get away, and you're trying to fight the current to get down there.

"Move! Out of my way!" you scream as you shove into people.

"Look! It's Stark!" someone yells.

You snap your head to the track and watch as Tony's car comes racing at this guy. Much like he did to the last one, he whips the front part of Tony's car off. His car goes flying through the air and crashes into the gate upside down.

"Tony!" you yell.

You blast powerful puffs of air out of your hands so that you shoot straight up into the sky. Everyone around you watches with either pure amazement or horror. You manipulate the air around you so that you fly straight down to the track. Whiplash (that's what you're calling him right now until you know his name) slowly walks towards Tony's car with only one thing in mind: he wants to kill him.

Over your dead body.

You land between Whiplash and Tony's car with a powerful grunt and when you look up at the man, your eyes are full of fire. Tony groans in pain and takes off his helmet to assess the damage. There are at least three cars rushing towards the crash site. It's too late for them to turn back now. However, one of them tries to and ends up crashing into the other two. They blow up in a big ball of fire, and the debris from the crash flies towards you, Whiplash, and Tony.

Without thinking, you use your aerokinesis to push back whatever is flying your way--tires, bumpers, shrapnel, and even a steering wheel. You're not going to let any of them hit you or Tony. Whiplash grins and fires up his whips by swinging them a few times. He lashes the right one at you and instead of dodging the clear death sentence, you grab the end of it. He's clearly shocked you did this, so he fires the other one at you only for you to do the same thing.

It hurts like a bitch, but this isn't the first time you've been electrocuted. While it may not be one of the four elements you control, you've built up a pain tolerance when you've experimented with high winds and heavy rain. Whiplash tries to get them back but you only grip them tighter. The best way to deal with this situation is to counteract the electricity with ice. Your hands drop to below-freezing temperatures, and icicles begin to form on your hands. They transfer to the whips and quickly crawl down the length of them until they get to the man himself. You're using an immense amount of power so your eyes turn bright blue since the power you're using is water.

You've got him right where you want him and it's time to use your aerokinesis. The power stems from your core and projects an outward blast. The wave hits Whiplash and he goes flying through the air and into a wrecked car.

"Tony!" you gasp and run to the man who just got himself free. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm--watch out!" he yells and tackles you to the ground right before one of the whips slams down to the ground next to you.

There is no time to fight back but you can move out of the way. Whiplash leads into another attack and you use your aerokinesis to blast you and Tony away just as the whip comes down in between your legs. Whatever this man's problem is won't go away with just one swift blast to the stomach. You need to get the arc reactor off of him, but in order to do that, you need to defeat him or distract him long enough to get it.

Whiplash takes his sweet time walking over to you and Tony, and that's when Pepper and Happy race onto the scene with Tony's suit. Happy rams the car into Whiplash, trapping him between it and the metal gate. The force is enough to knock Whiplash out at least for the time being.

"Are you okay?" you pant and help Tony off the ground.

"Yeah!" Happy yells, even though your question wasn't really directed towards him.

"Are you out of your mind?" Pepper shrieks from the backseat. "Get in the car right now!"

"I was attacked. We need better security," Tony scoffs.

"Get in the car," Happy urges.

"You're CEO. Better security measures. God, it's embarrassing," Tony scoffs and opens the back door. "First vacation in two years."

"Just get in the damn car," you hiss.

Whiplash bounces back a lot faster than you thought and he lifts his head up right when Tony opens the door. He uses the one whip that's available to him right now and slices the door in half. Pepper and Happy scream in terror but that doesn't stop Happy from reversing and ramming back into Whiplash. He does this several times, preventing Tony from getting into the car. He tries to get the case but when Happy rams Whiplash, the door that's still connected to the car slams shut.

"Give me the case!" Tony yells.

"I'm trying!" she cries.

You feel so bad for her but now is not the time to be thinking of other things. Where is Black Widow when you need her? Whiplash tries to fight his way out of the car, and uses his whips to slice the car in half. Poor Pepper is screaming her head off in fear and Happy is trying his best not to deploy the airbag.

"Give me the case! Please! Come on!" Tony yells.

Pepper throws the case through the broken holes of the car, and it lands at his feet. He steps on the case, and that's when it begins to form to fit his body. Everyone who is still left watching from above in amazement as the suit is put on. As Tony is getting ready, you place your hands on the base of the car and push. Along with your super strength and aerokinesis, you're able to push the car away to a safe distance so that Happy and Pepper won't get hurt.

You and Tony turn to Whiplash for the final battle, Tony blasts him with the repulsors on his palms, and you muster up enough water in your hands to start throwing balls of water at him. Because he's holding an electric current, he dodges your attacks but not Tony's. You can see the anger on Whiplash's face, and he yells out in anger. He throws both whips at you and Tony--one for each.

The whip that is directed at Tony wraps around his neck, and yours is wrapped around your hands. Tony is sick and tired of this ongoing fight he has no business being in so he decides to do something about it. He wraps his arm around the whip and starts to tangle himself in it to get closer to Whiplash. As soon as he's close enough, he punches him twice in the jaw and grabs his chest. He throws him over his shoulder and onto the ground, bringing you with him.

Tony walks over and yanks the arc reactor out of his chest and the machine powers down. You shake off the whip from around your wrists and get up. The crowd is cheering and chanting both your and Tony's names. You get up on weak knees and head over to Tony just as policemen head over to Whiplash. They yank him to his feet and begin to drag him away.

"You... You lose. You lose Stark," he says in a Russian accent with a bloody grin.

"How the hell did he get this?" you ask Tony about the mini arc reactor in his hands.

"I have no idea," Tony mumbles.

He crushes the arc reactor in his hands, and you turn to Pepper and Happy who are just glad this is all over. This is not what you had in mind when you agreed to come here.

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spidey-bie · 8 months

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Ansi & Hobie

–Part 2

Here we go again. Y'all are so irritating.

(Actually loves them both with her whole heart)

I'm not going to @ them again but these questions are by @/the-cat-and-the-birdie

Meeting:

How did they meet Hobie? What was their first meeting like?

A long time ago when Ansi was a wee lass her father accidentally opened a portal to a neighboring dimension and low and behold a young boy. It wasn't the greatest first meeting (lots of tears from both sides). But over time it got better. They were together for 2 years before Hobie went back to his world.

Did they like each other right away?

Nope. Ansi thought Hobie was weird. Hobie thought Ansi was stuck up. (Little did they know they were both autistic.)

What was their first impression of each other?

Refer back to the previous question.

Romance:

Why am I answering this section when I've already established that they're not in a romantic relationship. For fun 🤭. I'm gonna answer the sex one too. Let's irritate some allos today.

Are they 'together', committed, in a relationship, etc? Or label-less?

They're in a committed QPR.

Do they say I love you? (Or something else)

I don't know actually. I know they say they adore one another but it's not....like if asked they'll say they respect or admire the other but idk if they ever claim to love one another in public or in private.

Do they kiss? In public or private?

Yes. Everywhere but the lips. Honestly it's almost entirely on the hands. The hands thing started out with Ansi ironically kissing Hobie's hand. (It's not ironic anymore.) Lips are too much of a romantic thing for both of them.

Are they more likely to steal kisses, or make-out?

Neither. It's funny though because Ansi will run up and scale Hobie to give him a forehead kiss whenever he so desires.

What are their love languages?

Ansi's is quality time and physical touch.

Hobie's is physical touch and acts of service.

Emotional vulnerability should be a love language too but oh well.

Are they monogamous or polyamorous?

Ansi you ha- *giggle* I'm sorry but do y- *pffft* just answer the question Ansi. I can't.

Its not even that funny but, whatever. I barely have mental stability to manage one relationship in my life. You think I could handle more? IDC what Hobie does tho.

If they're poly - Do they have other partners

Thinking about marriage, or no?

Ansi laughed.

Kids, or no?

Ladies and gentlemen, enbys and everything outside and in between, Ansi is on the floor. She is not breathing. He's cracking up so badly that the air has left his lungs. And oh look, what do we have here? In a crazy turn of events seems Hobie has joined her. It looks like they're engaging in what the kids call, "Rolling on the floor laughing their butts off." Wow. What a show folks. They're definitely both gonna feel that later tonight.

Do other people know about their situation?

Close friends only. Everyone else can ask questions but they aren't gonna get answers.

Favorite date spot?

They don't call them dates. But they do chill out on Hobie's boat or Ansi's Aunt's house most of the time. If they're going out they're most likely going to the library or a record shop.

Who liked who first?

Hobie. Definitely Hobie. Ansi was like oh yeah he's cool but feelings didn't grow until they reunited again.

Who made the first move?

Ansi. Immediately realized their feelings and went, hey I kinda wanna have a deeper emotional relationship with you because you're really cool and I adore you.

Hobie could only nod because he was in shock.

Do they consider each other soulmates?

And further support amatonormativity and the idea that everyone must be connected to someone in some way in order to gain true happiness? I think not and also,

*Queue Ansi giving a whole spiel on amatonormativity and how it negatively affects society*

Your OC and Hobie are obviously on a date somewhere - someone begins aggressively flirting with him, and being rude to your OC - what do they do?

Ah yes let's piss off the pyromaniac. Jokes aside he'd be upset over the unplanned interruption. He'll just pick Hobie up and move the both of them somewhere else. However if that "unplanned interruption" tries to follow them that's when she starts to get really irritated. Now he's gonna act absolute fool.

A: "Bart the baby. I THINK THE BABY'S COMING."

Cue lamaze breathing

Unplanned Interruption: It seems like you're busy so imma just go.

After the person walks away he'll either claim it was a false labor or they book it outta there.

She's done this, a fake engagement, pretended to faint, pretended to almost throw up, etc. Once she did a whole scene from her favorite telenovela where he accused the guy flirting with Hobie of being his long lost cousin. (They were in Ansi's world.) He's a con artist. He does stuff like this everyday.

(A/N: This is so much fun to do. I come up with lore while writing these answers it's really nice.)

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#Ansi and her Bie #ansiniya taratella #ansi taratella #my spidersona #spidersonas #spidersona #hobie x oc #hobie brown x oc #jay and the spiders #atsv

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chipthekeeper · 1 year

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ChipTheKeeper's Velcinta Masterlist

Hi friends! Just wanted to put together a new post to pin for quick access to all my works on ao3 for this pair of characters that changed my life. These are in order by when they were published, oldest first.

One-shots:

Sharing a Blanket -- [2,046 words] With just a few days to go before the mission, Vel is starting to have some doubts. Luckily Cinta is there to ease her mind and remind her of why they fight.

This might not be my favorite of the things I've written for them (it's a bit out of character because, well, we didn't know as much about the characters when I wrote it), but I'm still overwhelmingly proud to have had the first story published in the tag for them. It's been a beautiful journey since then.

What's Left -- [4,729 words] In the aftermath of the Aldhani mission, Vel and Cinta try to come to terms with what they've lost. And what's still left to hold onto.

The longest of my one-shots because I had a lot of thoughts to process that week. Also introduces an OC that I've continued to use in stories with this pair.

New at This -- [3,644 words] Cinta Kaz prefers to work alone. Her handlers in the rebellion, however, feel she needs to learn to play nicely with others. Fortunately, her new partner grows on her quickly.

This came from a prompt to write about their first meeting, which turned out to have to be an alternative idea about their first meeting because I wanted to use a different one later, but I do love this one a lot too.

The Window to the Galaxy -- [4,232 words] Nine years after the robbery of the Aldhani garrison, in the waning months of the Galactic Civil War, Cinta returns to the planet with Vel to witness the Eye of Aldhani again.

No matter what Tony Gilroy has in mind for them, this is how I choose to believe their story goes. Fanfiction is built on hope.

Loved I Not Honor More -- [8,809 words] “Heroes who say ‘loved I not honor more’ enter a committed relationship and accept the strain that their role will put on that relationship. They allow themselves to fall in love, but the romance must take a backseat to duty. They'll dislike having to leave the wife or girl home alone to go save the world, but they won't hesitate (long) to do it.” - TVTropes.org -- A story of five times the struggle comes first and one time it doesn’t.

Written for Velcinta Week 2023. One of my all-time favorite things to have worked on.

It Won't Kill Ya -- [3,533 words] Vel has never been a fan of parties, especially not on Empire Day. Not until a stranger catches her eye and changes everything.

Don't have much commentary for this one, just threw something together out of boredom.

Gravity -- [3,398 words] My attempt to interpret the flashes of them we got in the season 2 teaser.

This one was a little bit devastating to write on a personal level but I'm happy with how it turned out. Pretty positive the show won't actually go like this at all but I would like for the ending to at least be similar.

Multichapter:

(oh, love, get me) out of the cold -- [22 chapters, 82,621 words] A lot can happen in five months on Aldhani. A lot that Vel and Cinta are prepared for, and much more that they're not.

This is the first meeting story that's my main headcanon. Many thousands of words spanning their entire time on Aldhani and through the end of season one of Andor. Title stolen from a Mayday Parade song I'm obsessed with.

The Fear of Being Alone -- [6 chapters, 11,798 words] A story of five times Vel didn't leave Cinta alone, and one time Cinta returned the favor.

A companion piece of sorts to Loved I Not Honor More, a 5+1 from Vel's perspective, written for Velcinta Sapphic September.

the heart is a muscle -- [8 chapters, 23,624 words ongoing] Cinta Kaz and Vel Sartha have worked together for years, becoming unlikely friends along the way. But a big opportunity on the planet of Aldhani is about to challenge the meaning of their partnership.

Another long one mostly about their time on Aldhani but this time they're old friends who go through some new shit together. Oh and also this is where I put all my headcanons/conspiracies (Vel is Luthen's daughter; Cinta was raised by Saw for a while).

Ficlets:

things you said -- Just some ficlets based on a list of prompts about "things you said" on tumblr.

I'll keep this pinned and update it as often as I remember to do so. Shoutout to everyone who's already read, kudos-ed, and commented on any of these. It's been so much fun to explore these characters by myself, but getting to share that and celebrate them with you makes it infinitely better :)

#my writing #velcinta #vel sartha #cinta kaz #andor #andor fanfic #star wars fanfic #bookmarks

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demoniccak-e · 4 months

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listen i'm listening to purpose is glorious rn so i'm sad but whenever i say that good omens is my silly show i mean that in the way that i just need that in my life. like that silly show has kept me here for so long and i literally see the world differently bc of it

but like i constantly rewatch good omens and every single time i notice something new. it's as if rereading a book and you find a line that you missed that changes the entire scene. for example: when their in the cafe in season 2 in the background i believe it's bohemian rhapsody being played in a classical way. and there's the part where nina tells crowley that "you like that person. you do. that's what you've been feeling." and like i forget to keep that in mind that he realized that and as he walks down the stairs and he's looking curiously at him- it's sort of a look of confusion and then when he's looking out the window and watches him, and when he enters the bookshop and when he runs up to him i think that he's thinking: "i do like this person. and i though i knew everything i needed to about him, and yet he always surprises me." and also (one more I just really wanted to share this little bit of what i'm always thinking idek if anyone would read this) that line with jim, the line about "I feel, like, and empty house. (...) A house of someone who lived there for a long time, but now their gone, but the house can sort of tell where the things used to be- like when i remembered how it all began." and my first thought was terry pratchett.

no because like thats just from season two, whenever i think of season one i think of a lot of things. i think about the way that aziraphale was always so delighted to meet him after long, long, gaps. like they just- don't lose that familiarity with each other. and that like in eden, when aziraphale first met crawly now, and like they just clicked again. but a part of me is saying that maybe they didn't always talk the way that they did as angels. that maybe they weren't particularly friends but more like people who meet up sometimes to talk about the stars yk more like business partners because crowley later says the line "how long have we been friends? six thousand years!" and in season two he says "we've been talking for millions of years. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah." and those little bits just make me explode. (i would give other mentions like vinylatte (nina & maggie) or ineffable bureaucracy (beez & gabriel) or mutt & spouse ((i call them andrew bc that's the actors name)) or like anathema and newt but then i'd be here all day and no one actually wants to know all that.

another thing is how much they relate to songs. how i have literally connected so many songs to them whether it's queen, hozier, boygenius, noah kahan, big theif, adrianne lenker, the oh hellos, olivia rodrigo, whether it's instrumental music i can literally connect it to good omens somehow. like i have wrote so many song connections and essays (not posted anywhere but in my notes app giggles) and like it's literally what i think about. whenever i'm in class and listening to music and thinking of silly things they could be doing, or whether i'm at home walking around like a mad man thinking of them. ITS THEM IN MY HEAD IT'S JST THE ENTIRETY OF GGOD OMENS.

one last thing is the way that they help me view the world, like they have actually taught me so many things, it's insane. like with adam and crowley, he taught me that i don't actually have to be what is expected of me. and aziraphale (oh my god he's actually the best thing that has happened to me btw and that kiss scene hurt as well as healed me a wee bit) taught me how like- sometimes you can't run away. sometimes you have to face whats in front of you and take it. and he's also taught me to look between the lines, to look between the wedges of what people say. what i mean by that is, yeah crowley's the demon, the rule breaker, but like aziraphale also bends the rules in ways that are managable for him. he gives away his sword because it was to prioritize someone else that was important. that was important to god. (which is something that i desperatly would also like to talk about but once again we'd be here all day) furfur also has taught me something that i literally did not know i needed to hear but that your worth should not be measured by how productive you are. (I LOVE FURFUR SO DAMN MUCH.)

anyways thats my thought on my silly little shows i love these silly people they are the best thing that happened to me thank you neil for being a goofy man and go through a phase where you wore sunglasses inside so that terry pratchett could add that into crowley and thank you terry pratchett for creating agnes nutter because she is awesome

#good omens #oh my god i went mad #was listening to purpose is glorious and then #boom #help #please #aziracrow

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yourbuerokrat2 · 1 year

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Gen fic: A trollface in the Continuum or a brief history of memes

@startrekwintergiftexchange

Prompt: Vulcans or trek aliens of your choice discovering memes.

Since the Qs are one of my favorite species (although I tend to ignore the Q Voyager episodes more often than not) I thought their reaction would be funny.

Also Q gets to infodump about some quirks of his favorite species in the form of a collection of outdated and current memes and a brief history of them.

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“What is that?” a question every Q asked themselves and each other when they found their way in one of the least popular corners of the the Continuum and come across a room. A room that was not just a translation of what’s actually there in order for a lesser mind to understand, but an actual room. Or perhaps to be more precise, the door to a room.

A light brown, quadratic door, which shared a strange resemblance to the doors found inside the USS Enterprise.

It was Qs room, because apparently he had chosen to adapt a few things from the species he was supposed to judge. One of these things was privacy in a place where all Q were connected and there was just no need for it.

Qs.... spouse/partner/main political ally/’mother’ of his child had once humored him and opened the door. The door had slowly been shut close afterwards with her not so much as entering the room and despite some curious inquiries she refused to speak of what was inside the room.

Junior on the other hand had just shrugged and went to go on some ‘self-exploration’ that was in most other species ‘normal’ for his current stage of ‘development’:

Now these were already some unusual circumstances in a Continuum that used to be more or less static for the last millions of years.

But the latest scandal and controversy regarding their strangest member was a poster hanging on the outside of the door.

“Well, it is obviously supposed to be a parody of a human face.”

“Do you think its a parody of his human”

“Nearly impossible, I have done a brief research on this guy. He doesn’t really ‘smile’ much least of all anywhere near like that.”

“Don’t tell me we are going to have to worry about you ...”

“Oh don’t worry. I barely understand what Q sees in these humans. Besides, he and I have had a ... conversation after he became aware of my research.”

“Well, what is this picture then?”

Behind the ongoing discussion, which more and more other Qs joined in, not really having anything better to do, a flash appeared.

“It is called a ‘memes.”

Turning around they found the owner of the door and the room behind it. Smiling at them in a rather annoying way that showed how much he joined knowing and understand something they didn’t.

Giving what a human would call a defeated sigh, one of the Qs asked “What is a meme?”

“I am glad that you asked. “ and with a snap of his fingers the Continuum took on the shape of a 19th centure english classroom. With nearly all of the present Qs as students sitting on small wooden chairs while the most infamous of them took on the robe of a teacher. Unfitting for the times however a powerpoint presentation was shown in front of the ‘class’.

One of the more serious and not at all pleased nor really curious Qs spoke up

“I swear Q, you are incredibly close to getting exiled. Again.”

“Shush. I am merely showing some of my research on Humanity I have conducted for the Trial.

Authorized research, if I may add.”, Q said, looking at the Q who had dared to show a little bit too much interested in the Enterprise and Humanity.

Going back into his role, Q went on.

“It all started with this.”

“Ah, I see.” one of the Qs wanting to show that they knew and understood everything from the start, talking to his neighbor. “This is one of their cave paintings.”

“Not really”, Q said. “It’s a bit later than their cave painting. This picture was used by American soldiers in one of their wars, the one call ‘World War 2′. At first just an inside joke on their military ships and vehicles it quickly became an inside joke wherever they went during this war. The british soldiers soon decided to do their own and came up with this

While the Australians had this

“I like their cave paintings more”, said another Q in the back.

“But it’s only when the humans had created what is known as the internet, when it really starts to get weird.

One of the first things to spread across Earth through it was this.

youtube

“A virtually created infant?”

“Dancing, yes. And this was just the true beginning. The twenty-first century started it all, with what some scholars would call ‘the Experimental period’ from 2000-2004.

Memes from that area for example were:

youtube

“You now?”, one ofo the more serious yet curious Q said after a few seconds watching the video of a dancing and singing banana animation.

“Maybe it’s wrong of us to judge them? After all, they as a species seem... mentally unwell if not to say insane.”

“Shush” came from two other Qs who were actually entertained for the first time in more than three thousand years.

“Then”, Q went on with a near dramatic ais of importance “came the Evolutionary Period from 2005-2011″

“Believe it or not, they origin from the same year of 2005

2006 however brought back old favorite pictures of humans. Cats, a species of which a few vulcans and even the android on board of the Enterprise seem to be fond of.

“There are numerous more examples like these. Just a picture of a feline with a text that is mostly supposed to be relateable to people who live with one.”

None of the other Q really understood the context or the precise meaning of these memes, but since none of the other Q asked they didn’t want to appear stupid by not understanding such seemingly simple concepts the pictures were reffering to

“In 2007 a particular song amongs various ‘meme songs’ is notable that would keep the status of a meme for years to come

youtube

“Q, we are just here to understand your pictures, not whatever it is human qualify as music.”

Grumbling about none of the Qs having any kind of appreciation for creativity and art, Q stopped the video and the song and went on with his presentation.

“Then in 2008 a man named Carlos Ramirez posted a few comics on an internet communication board called 4chan, which would spark a variety of other meme comics called the Rage comics.

I chose the trollface, because I found the expression quite humerous and fitting to a trickster.”

“So it represents someone who enjoy getting on other peoples nerves.”, said rather factually.

Q chose to ignore that comment, instead,

“Other pieces from this period include

The question of “what’s a monday?” went through the metaphorical head of many Qs. Yet, again, out of the discomfort of being thought of as stupipd, no one bothered asking.

Feeling instantly better about their own intelligence, some Q even laughed.

“Following the Evolutionary Period, came the Transitorial Period, which was really short only from 2012-2014″

“And Humans find these reminders of their own mortality.. funny?”

“Yes, quite a few do.”

“But ever since 2015 these things have exploded in variety. The basis of all of them, that something relatable to a lot of other humans is shared. Often in a way to make the other humans laugh or relate. For example, there are quite a few on a collective hatred for the day ‘Monday’, often shown, once again, through the picture of a cat.

I am guessing that everyone now has somewhat of a understand of what a ‘meme’ is?”

A few nods and more than a few eyeroles were there.

Thinking that he has shared enough of human culture and has taken what fun he could get out of educating his fellow Q, Q snapped his fingers and everything was back to how it was before the lesson.

Ignoring most of the others, who were already on their way to other places, Q went to the door, opened it and entered his room.

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