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lordperceval-16 · 1 year

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Come Light Me Up

Max Verstappen x Sophie Russell (OC)

Sophie Russell is taking a break from her life in the US and travelling the world with her brother on the F1 circuit. Things get a bit more complicated when she reconnects with one Max Verstappen.

~Bahrain ~

"Oh sorry Sophie, I didn't think anyone would be up here."

Sophie turned around and smiled when she saw Max standing in the doorway, the light behind him shining out into the darkness.

"It's alright," she replied, "wouldn't mind a bit of company to be honest."

He came to stand beside her and rested his arms on the railing, looking out over the city below. They stood in silence for awhile, Sophie analysing the brooding look on his face.

"Sorry your race went shit today," she murmured, and he couldn't help but laugh at her bluntness.

"Gee thanks. I'm surprised you're not off celebrating your brothers' podium," he commented, his brows furrowing.

"Yeah I was but..." Sophie sighed, her head down, "guess I still haven't quite adjusted to the timezone."

"Why do I get the feeling that's not the whole truth?" He pushed, his gaze settling on her with curiosity.

"Aren't you observant," she snorted, glancing sideways at him before her shoulders slumped slightly on defeat, "but yeah, you're right, it's not the timezone really."

"Care to share?" He queried, nudging her elbow with his.

"Sure you actually care to listen to my ridiculously boring melodrama?" She quipped back, eliciting a laugh from him.

"Try me," he grinned, "maybe I'm in the mood for melodrama."

"You definitely have better options for your night than listening to me," she insisted.

"Look you don't have to tell me if you're not comfortable with it," he assured her, "but something's clearly up and if you need a friendly ear then I'm here."

"Well I..." she started, looking down again, "I love George and Carmen, in fact she's like a sister to me, but since I've come home I just...I dunno. Of course I'm so happy they have each other but...sometimes seeing them makes me feel...."

"Lonely?" He guessed, and she nodded her agreement.

"Yeah," she murmured, "I was with someone for three years before it all went tits up, and now I feel...a little lonely yeah."

"That's pretty shit," he replied plainly, "but I get it. It can be hard being the single one at the party.

"Wow," she snickered, "such insightful points you make."

"It's a gift," he laughed, "but seriously, if you ever need any more very insightful points then I'd be happy to listen to more of your melodrama sometime."

"Cheers," she chuckled, pushing herself away from the railing, "Careful though or I might just take you up on it sometime."

"I'll be waiting by the phone," he teased.

"Oh I'm sure you'll be glued to the screen" she quipped back, "I better get some sleep, we fly out fairly early in the morning."

"Wouldn't want that jet lag to make you late for your flight," he grinned.

"Ah yes, the jet lag," she deadpanned, rolling her eyes, "I'll see you around Max."

"Hey Sophie?" He called after her, "its nice to see you at race weekends again. Reminds me of the old days."

"Aha yeah," Sophie laughed, "those were the days. If only everything could be as simple now as it was then."

"It'll get better," he assured her quietly.

"Here's hoping anyway," she sighed before waving goodnight to him and leaving the rooftop.

~Imola~

"We have got to stop meeting up like this."

Max looked up and huffed out a laugh when he saw Sophie sliding down the wall to sit beside him.

"What brings you here?" He asks, leaning his cheek against the cool wall and giving her his full attention.

"Well," she sighed dramatically, mirroring his position,"George and his mechanics are buzzing around the garage and it all got a bit too frantic for me so I stepped out to get a breather. I didn't want to get in the way or distract him before quali."

"That's fair," he chuckled, "things can get a bit chaotic in the garages."

"I have to wonder what you're doing here, hiding by yourself," she stated, "shouldn't you be holed up with Horner in a corner of the garage scheming up how you can pip Charles to pole?"

"Oh hawhaw," he deadpanned, sticking his tongue out at her, "you Mercedes fangirls love to paint us as the villains don't you."

"A fangirl?" She balked, bringing her hand to her chest, "never been so insulted in my life."

"I'll add it to my growing shelf of awards," he teased, grinning wider when she rolled her eyes.

"You're so full of shit," she scoffed, but she couldn't hide her amused grin.

"See I know you don't mean that," he smirked, nudging her with his elbow before pulling himself up from the ground, "I better head back to the garage, make sure our evil scheme is ready to go. I'll see you around Sophie."

"Hey Max," she called as she stood herself, a genuine smile on her face, "probably shouldn't be saying this to the enemy but...good luck, I hope your quali goes...moderately well."

"Gee thanks," he snickered, "I'll know who to thank if I get pole."

As Sophie walked through the paddock later that evening she was stopped by a hand on her elbow.

"Thanks for the good luck wishes," he murmured in her ear, "we'll have to make it a regular thing."

"Oh you are such an insufferable twat," she scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"You don't mean that," he teased as he backed away from her, a cheeky grin lighting up his face. Sophie shook her head as she left him, but she couldn't ignore the excited little flutter in her stomach at the prospect of their meetings being a regular thing.

~Barcelona~

"Suppose congratulations are in order today," Sophie called from her spot leaning against the Mercedes motor home.

Max turned and grinned when he saw her there, sauntering over to her and leaning against the wall beside her.

"Wow thanks Sophie," he sniggered, "next time try it with feeling."

"Best I can do I'm afraid," she sighed dramatically, "as a Mercedes fangirl its my duty to be disdainful when you beat us, especially when you beat George."

"Aw I know you don't mean that Sophie," he pouted, "but it's OK, you obviously can't admit that you're actually a proud member of the orange army."

"Clearly the heat on track has gotten to your head," she snorted, shaking her head at him fondly.

"Don't worry," he whispered, leaning in to her ear, his breath tickling her neck, "it'll be our little secret."

Sophie felt butterflies erupt in her stomach at his whispered words. If she turned her head even slightly then her nose would brush against his. She couldn't deny her attraction to him, couldn't deny just how tempted she was to turn her head and see what he would do.

"Hey Soph you ready to...oh, hi Max."

Sophie's head whipped around as George walked out of the motor home, his eyes flickering between the two of them suspiciously.

"Hi George," Max said cheerily, stepping away from Sophie and hoping it wasn't too obvious, "I need to head to the motor home and shower so I'll see you both around."

Sophie waved goodbye and watched him go, her neck prickling with the weight of her brother's gaze on her.

"You and Max looked mighty friendly," he commented as he stepped up beside her, "when did that become a thing?"

"It's not a thing," she insisted, crossing her arms as she finally turned to face him, "we're just friends."

"Is it me you're trying to convince or yourself?" George teased lightly, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Oh shut the hell up," Sophie scoffed, "now c'mon let's get out of here and get dinner, I'm absolutely starving."

~Miami ~

Wanna play Mario kart?

Sophie huffed out an incredulous laugh when the Instagram DM from Max popped up on her screen.

Sure, what's your room?

She twiddled her thumbs as she waited for a reply, which thankfully didn't take too long to come through.

714 :)

Sophie swung her legs over the side of the bed and stretched her arms above her head, groaning in satisfsction when she felt the pop. She quickly slid on her shoes and grabbed her phone and purse before bolting out the door and heading for the elevator. As she waited for the lift to go up she checked her appearance in the mirrored wall, quickly taking down her messy bun and making it a little bit neater. She rapped on the door of 714 twice, starling back a little at how quickly it opened.

"You came," he breathed, almost as though he was surprised.

"Well while I did have some good offers," she mused as she stepped in and placed her things on the table, "I thought Mario Kart would be considerably more fun than any of those."

"Wow, I'm so flattered," he deadpanned, though he couldn't surpress his grin for too long, "now I'm dying to know which character you'll pick. My bets on Yoshi for sure."

"Well I hate to disappoint you," she replied as she picked up the remote and jumped onto the couch, "but it's Waluigi or bust."

"A woman of taste," he said, bowing dramatically before joining her on the couch, "this should be interesting."

"Oh sweetie," she sighed, placing a hand on his shoulder, "you may be the formula one world champion, but I'm going to absolutely destroy you at this."

"Oh is that right?" He quipped, raising an eyebrow in challenge, "well we'll see about that. Best of three?"

"You're on," she grinned.

"You cheated!" She exclaimed after their third grand prix came to an end, "you pushed me off the track at the last turn and put me in reach of the flowers, that's absolutely cheating."

"You're just mad cause you didn't think of it," he smirked, leaning back on the couch and shrugging his shoulders, "but it's alright, not everyone can be a world champion."

"Oh you are so full of it," she huffed, dumping her control on the table and hugging the couch cushion to her chest, a pout on her face.

"Aw don't be a sore loser Sophie," he teased, batting his eyelashes at her, "its just a game." Before she could think too much about it she swung the cushion in her hand and hit him square in the face with it.

"Really?" He asked incredulously, "did that make you feel better?"

"Yes actually," she smirked, before swinging the cushion again. This time he was ready for her though, and grabbed the cushion from her hands before it could make contact.

"Don't start another competition you can't win," he warned, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"What makes you think I won't win?" She challenged. Max made her no answer, and when she realised what was about to happen it was too late and the cushion had already slammed into her face.

"Oh its so on," she stated, grabbing the other cushion as she jumped from the couch and dodged his next blow. They raced around his suite for what felt like hours, trading blows and laughing like maniacs.

"Alright that's it," he threatened after a particularly harsh blow. Sophie huffed out a squeal as he tackled her around the waist and her back bounced onto the soft bed. She gasped for breath through her laughter, her heart pounding in her chest from the exertion. When she opened her eyes she found herself nose to nose with Max, who was staring back at her intently. His gaze flickered almost imperceptibly to her lips and her heart raced impossibly faster.

The spell was broken by the blaring of his ringtone. He groaned as he stood up and plucked his phone from the nightstand, answering it with gruff 'yes?'.

Sophie stood from the bed and straightened herself out, clearing her throat and ignoring the fluttering in her chest. When she looked up again he was hanging up the phone and watching her warily, as though she were a cornered animal.

"I had a lot of fun," she said quietly after an awkward beat, "certainly beat sitting on my own watching hallmark movies."

"Yeah me too," he agreed, his face softening, "probably the most fun I've had in awhile."

"Well I won't lie I probably would have had more fun if you hadn't cheated," she commented breezily, and suddenly the weird tension between them was no more. "Next time its all out war."

"I'm shaking just thinking about it," he teased. Sophie rolled her eyes and stepped closer to him, a small smile on her face.

"I better get to bed," she sighed, "rematch soon yeah?"

"Absolutely," he nodded, his heart thudding when she wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug. He closed his eyes and rested his cheek on her shoulder, his heart thudding so loudly in his chest he was sure she'd feel it.

"Night Max," she murmured as she stepped back and headed for the door.

"Night Sophie," he called after her, a content smile on his face.

~Monaco~

"Hey Sophie, want another drink?"

"Sure," she grinned, "I'll come with you."

Max led the way around the dancefloor to the crowded bar at the other side of the room. He had no problem muscling his way to the front of the crowd, but Sophie struggled to get through. She smiled gratefully when Max took her hand in his and pulled her to the front with him. He didn't let go once she'd settled beside him, and her heart fluttered at the feel of his hand in hers.

"Oh I love this song," she grinned as she finished your drink and a remix of 'Into You' blared drom the speakers.

"Come on then," Max suggested, downing his drink before grabbing her hand and dragging her to the dancefloor. He rested his hands on her waist and swayed their bodies in sync with the music. As the baseline began to rise her eyes met his and her heart felt like it was trying to escape from her chest. His face was so close to hers that their noses were almost touching, and when the lights flashed she could see the glint of want in his eyes and knew it was a look she wouldn't forget.

As the chorus dropped she threw all caution to the wind and pressed her lips against his desperately. He pulled her flush against his chest, his hands on her back holding her there. She felt like her body had been electrified, every inch that was pressed against Max feeling like it was on fire.

"Why don't we go somewhere more private," he murmured against her lips, and she couldn't surpress a shiver. She nodded in response, and he wasted no time in grabbing her hand and leading her through the club and out the front door.

"Where are we going?" She asked as he led her down the street. He stopped and turned to look at her, a vulnerable look taking over his face.

"Oh well I was thinking we could go to mine since it's so close," he started, rubbing the back of his neck, "but if I've misunderstood this then we can absolutely just...."

"No," she giggled, shaking her head and pressing another kiss to his cheek, "you haven't misunderstood anything. I was just asking."

"Oh," he laughed, "well then yeah, my place is nearby so we can go there."

"Lead the way," she grinned, "I'll text George and let him know I've left and that I'm OK."

"He's not going to murder me is he?" Max joked as they continued down the street.

"He's probably too drunk to even notice I've left," Sophie snorted. As they walked their hands brushed against each other, and Sophie couldn't fight her smile as he took her hand in his and swung them back and forth.

"So," he said awkwardly as they entered his house, "do you want a drink or..."

Sophie cut him off with a firm kiss, backing him up against the wall and pressing her body flush against his. "I didn't come home with your for drinks Max," she stated, pressing breathy kisses along his jaw, "so why don't you show me where your bedroom is and we can tour the kitchen in the morning."

"Who am I to argue with that?" He laughed before kissing her with renewed enthusiasm. He wrapped his arms around her waist and began to steer her down the hallway to his room, his lips never leaving hers.

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fablesrose · 5 months

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The Christmas Tree Job

Description: It's after Thanksgiving, so what does that mean? It's time for the crew to get a Christmas tree!

Pairing: none (general crew shenanigans)

Warnings: none

Words: 1040

A/n: This is a Christmas exchange gift for @laser-tripwires / @the-tomorrow-road (Sorry tagging isn't working, I'll send this to you!) Merry Christmas, I hope you like it!

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It all started with a sigh, as many adventures seem to do.

“What is it, Parker?” Eliot asked her, watching as she sat upside down on the couch, feet over the back and her hair brushing the floor.

“It’s so boring in here. And bland. It’s supposed to be Christmas!” she huffed.

“Parker, Thanksgiving was like two days ago. It’s still November,” Eliot replied, turning back to what he was reading.

“So? We should decorate in here,” Parker sat up suddenly and awkwardly, “We need a Christmas tree!”

“You do realize that this is still my apartment, right?” Nate walked to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, “What if I don’t want a Christmas tree?”

“It’s our office,” Hardison answered, “and need I remind you? Landlord!” Hardison waved his hand up haphazardly from where he was working on his laptop.

“Come on Nate,” Sophie said from the kitchen, “you need to spruce this place up a bit anyway. Might as well do it now for Christmas.”

Nate sighed, “Well, I guess it’ll happen either way.”

Parker cheered.

After Parker rounded everyone up, the crew headed to the store for decor.

Hardison was pushing Parker around in the cart as she frequently snatched boxes of decor from off of the shelves on either side of her. She piled them up around her in the cart.

“Careful Parker,” Eliot said as he caught a box that slipped off a shelf.

“I don’t think I’ll have enough room in the apartment for all of this stuff,” Nate commented.

“Don’t worry about it Nate, I’ll make it work,” Hardison insisted as he helped balance another box.

“That’s what I’m worried about…”

Sophie bumped his shoulder, “Isn’t this so much fun? We could get a live tree after this!”

Nate shook his head, “No, I am not cleaning up after a live tree and worrying about watering it.”

Eliot popped up behind him, “It’s not a real Christmas without a real Christmas tree Nate.”

“Why do you keep doing that?” Nate muttered when he tried to suppress a flinch, “And I said no.”

“What is a live Christmas tree like?” Parker asked from up ahead.

“It’s bringing a bit of nature into your home. It smells like a forest and a breath of fresh air. And when you light it up with some lights and ornaments, it looks real pretty,” Eliot described.

“I want one.”

“A fake one would look just as good,” Nate said.

“It’s not the same,” Eliot huffed at him.

Regardless of what Eliot and Parker wanted, the crew walked down the fake Christmas tree aisle. Sophie was enjoying herself weaving through the ones that were set up, pointing at every other one to say what nice feature it had.

“Oh, this one is red and it sparkles!”

Eliot huffed a bit to himself that Parker mimicked with a hum. While she wasn’t as excited as before, everyone could tell she was at least partially intrigued. That was until they overheard a family a bit down the aisle having a disagreement.

“Honey, can we please get a live tree, just for this year?” the woman asked.

“You know how much work it is, I just don’t want to worry about it. Have a relaxed Christmas,” the man replied.

“I know, but the only fake trees I can find are these GoodBrite trees. You heard the neighbors, three houses have caught on fire because of them.”

The man nodded to himself as he was remembering, “Okay, we’ll keep shopping, maybe look at some live ones.”

She smiled appreciatively and lovingly at him and linked her arm with his as they continued to walk the store.

Hardison looked at the crew members one by one, “And…”

They took a moment to look around the aisle, and sure enough, like the woman said, the only brand available was this GoodBrite.

“Well guys… Looks like we have some work to do,” Nate said as he walked down the aisle ahead of them.

“Does this mean we can have a real tree?” Parker called from the cart.

“I’ll think about it!”

Nate sighed in resignation as Eliot walked in with a live Christmas tree and set it up in the corner, but didn’t fight it anymore.

“Alright Hardison, run it.”

“So, historically, GoodBrite has been a relatively small company that hasn’t really had a specialty. Mostly making odds and ends,” Hardison explained. “That is until the last couple of years, when they got bought and the new CEO has taken over, Jack Frosten.”

“Jack Frosten?” Sophie repeated.

“Yeah, and he follows The Santa Clause 3 plot and has declared himself the King of Christmas. And to be fair, he’s kinda followed through by building GoodBrite up to be a big name Christmas supplier.”

“And the trees?” Nate asked.

“Well, the couple at the store was right, there have been records of hundreds of houses burning down with the Christmas tree not the official cause, but suspected. It has also been suggested that Jack knew about a defect that causes the fires but has refused to recall the trees.”

“Classic,” Eliot grunted from under the tree, having Parker direct him to make sure it was straight.

“And I’m sure he’s keeping it nice and quiet,” Nate added with Hardison nodding in agreement.

“So if we can get some records that prove he knew about it…” Hardison suggested.

“And make it go public, or force Jack’s hand…” Sophie added.

Nate stood and paced around the room for a moment, thinking and nodding his head. He stopped at the head of the room.

“Alright everybody, let’s go steal Christmas back.” Nate started to make his signature dramatic exit before Parker spoke up.

“Can we decorate first?”

Nate stopped and looked at her and Eliot who was fluffing up the tree a bit behind her. Parker had a wide eyed look as she pushed her Santa hat up so it wasn’t covering her eyes.

“Please?”

Nate sighed, “Yeah, we can decorate first.

“Yay!” She cheered as she dashed off to grab the boxes of baubles and tinsel.

Even saving Christmas could wait a few hours if it meant Parker could finish her Christmas Tree Job.

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haruniki · 1 year

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Movie Night- CSM

What your fav is choosing for movie night!- Power, Kobeni, Reze, Asa/Yoru, Quanxi(+the gfs), Makima, and Himeno

a/n: first post that i am making from a computer waaaahhh, sorry if it’s bad lol I watched some movies today and i wanted to share what I think some of the characters from CSM would watch! I hope you guys enjoy, also trying to branch out writing some of the characters so there's a bit more in this one i think. Also all movies choosen are just ones that i think they would watch, these are also mostly movies I’ve watched! some of these movie choices suck/are probs overused

POWER:

Power has a very versatile list of movies that she wants to watch every single time

Getting to watch a movie dates are most likely her reward from you for bathing or being good

Power’s pick of a good movie are mostly likely horror movies. The more gorey the better, the more blood shown the better as well.

Always laughing at the horrific scenes

Doesn’t like horror movies where the people have to go through elaborate puzzles to live. Power finds those boring and way to long. (Definitely not disliking Saw)

Power’s go to movie is Texas Chainsaw Massacre! It reminds her of Denji and she likes taking notes of what’s going on then asking Denji if he’s able to do the things that were in the movie.

While watching the movie, Power is really invested! Finds the movies very interesting. Holds Meowy up to see the screen while asking Meowy questions.

“Meowy, don’t you think the movie is interesting? Oh wow! Look at him chopping up that human! Weaklings! I would never be killed in such a way.”

KOBENI:

Kobeni likes movies that have a nice storyline and cute characters!

When she’s able to, Kobeni always choosen a movie that makes her feeling happy! She’s most likely choosing a Studio Ghibli film or a popular romance film!

Howl’s Moving castle is one of Kobeni’s favorite movies to watch on her days off. She likes to be able to be in her pajamas while laying either on the couch or on the bed cuddling with you. Maybe even having a snack or two nearby.

She loves pointing out detail in the scene as well as repeating some of the lines that she knows by heart, though she’ll get embarrassed if you tease her about it.

Kobeni especially loves it when you remember little facts that she tells you about the movie!

“uhh, I know it’s not in the movie, but Sophie.. Sophie actually has powers in novel! I really think they could’ve added it in the movie but I suppose it makes the movie storyline move better. AH! Sorry, I was rambling!”

Kobeni’s favorite character is Turnip Head! She finds Turnip Head helping Sophie along in her adventures adorable!

REZE:

Action Movies with a bit of romance!

While it might be a bit cheesy, Reze likes movies that have both action and some romance. She think it’s nice that throughout all the violence that occurs that the main character and their love interest can still fall in love.

Her top movie of this kinda of movie is Divergent.

She likes the main character and finds the storyline exciting and interesting.

Definitely read the book series and liked it just as much, maybe even better than movie itself.

Likes explaining niche details in the movie, maybe slightly spoiling the movie/book itself.

“So in this scene, you can see that she’s about to get a tattoo, but your gonna wanna notice the kind of tattoo it is! This will be important for later in the movie and- Heyy (y/nn) are ya listening?”

definitely looks up the actors to see what other movies/shows they’re apart of

Reze also nit picks certain parts of the movie and how they differ from the book

ASA/Yoru

Asa doesn’t really watch movies. I see her watching more documentaries than movies.

Likes watching documentaries with you on different topics from oceanic life to ancient greece life.

Doesn’t really talk during these moments you both are watching, but will pause to discuss part of it with you or to correct the speaker about how the information they said was slightly incorrect. (mostly does that during oceanic documentaries)

“I disagree with what they said. While yes you can eat starfish, you have to be careful. A large handful of starfish are poisonous and it’s dangerous to eat them. You can differentiate between them though but that would involve you having to do your own research about such a topic. I don’t see you having to eat those anytime soon, plus if you did-”

Asa is always proud when you praise her for knowing so much. Even offering to teach you a bit more as a study date!

Yoru doesn’t really watch movies or anything but does also like documentaries. Specifically, about weaponry or even wars.

Watching the weaponry documentaries provides her with more ideas for weapons. Likes to also watch the clips of the weapons being made.

War documentaries are a bit different with Yoru though. She oddly proud of them and wishes for you to praise her for them, going so far as to slightly nudge you to hopefully prompt you to compliment such awful events.

“Y’know, I’m the one who cause all of that. Such memorable events came from me! It’s shame that nobody else seems to remember them, ah! But you can boast about how your dating someone so powerful if you wish.”

You might have to explain why those aren’t boastful events even if she pouts.

QUANXI(+the gfs):

Quanxi doesn’t choose what movie is being watched. She usually lets you and the other girls choose.

However, it isn’t unusually for her to be a tie breaker for a movie. Depending on the movie and her mood, she’ll choose whichever she feels more like watching.

These can range from a horror movie (Cosmo’s choice being Halloween) to mystery movies (Pingsti choice being Where the Crawdads Sing)

Quanxi usually chooses the movie of whoever she hasn’t been paying more attention to.

A cuddle pile always occurs during the movies in which almost everyone falls asleep.

Snacks are also always present during these movie nights too. A whole buffet of choices

Quanxi most likely feeds one of the girls and the rest then all ask to be fed there choice of snack

“Eveyone got to eat there snack right? Oh (y/n), c’mere, you got a little somethin’ on your mouth.”

This leads to movie getting completely forgot, sometimes it’s a wonder why a movie night is even held.

MAKIMA:

While a bit of a mystery, one thing that’s for certain about Makima is her love for films.

Makima loves having movies night, especially when you choose then film. She likes to know the reasoning behind your choice.

Are you sad or mad? Perhaps in a mood for laughs? Romantic movies perhaps you wish for something to happen throughout the movie?

Whatever the reason is, Makima enjoys watching you pick movies.

Makima usually chooses films that might make no sense or that have an artsy way of videography. Though she usually doesn’t say anything or show much emotion during the film

Makima doesn’t really have a favorite film. She likes ones that can make her feel emotions that she might not normally.

A film I believe Makima might genuinely like is Titanic. While an old movie and probably over used movie, it still has a nice storyline and pretty visuals.

“This movie is quite interesting. Were you interested in the romantic aspect of the film or perhaps the tragedy that was the boat sinking? Truly an interesting event, yes?”

Whatever the movie choice is, Makima is sure to even slightly enjoy even if it isn’t something she likes or usually watches.

HIMENO:

On the days that Himeno isn’t working or out drinking with her friends in the division, Himeno enjoys watching movies all day in her pajamas while eating either take out or whatever she has in her house with you.

She always welcome a nice laugh, so comedy movies are definitely her favorites.

Himeno especially likes movies that feature Adam Sandler

Whether that be Grown Ups or Hotel Transylvania, she doesn’t mind.

Loves quote random lines even if the lines are cringey.

Will probably watch any/all comedy movies the she can get her hands on. As long as she can get a good laugh she’s fine with it!

Definitely calls you to tell you that she bought five new movies that you both just have to watch right that moment.

“ Okay so before you come home, head to the convivence store near our place and buy an assload of snacks, OH! And drinks, can’t forget those, No need to grab any beer, i think there’s already some in the fridge. See you at home, ‘kay?”

Overall, Himeno is probably chill with whatever kind of movie you want to watch, but prefers things with comedy or atleast a comedic relief.

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rosaadiazs · 6 months

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Finitar except it's written like a sokeefe fanfic from wattpad

[!! all characters are the same except for sophie, keefe, and fitz who have been replaced with fintan, dimitar, and bronte]

A/N: Hey guys! This is my first fanfic so please be nice 😃 also fintan x bronte shippers are not welcome here!1!!!1

I woke up at dawn because my pet imp Iggy farted on my face. I kept him in his usual place. He was now a silvery colour, the same shade as my friend dimitars eyes. I looked at myself in the mirror. Since it was still dark I lit up a flame becuase I'm a pyrokinetic. a few years ago I had also manifested as an empath, charger, velociferator and telepath. I had very dark eye bags and my long pointy ears seemed even more pointier than usual. I wore my favorite, most comfortable outfit (A/N: outfit given below!)

I lught leaped to everglen because I was bored and we were having a sleep over with the whole group. Biana took me to her room and we talked for a while until she said "can I give you a makeover?"I groaned, "No Bianca i dont want to wear make up" but of course biana didn't listen.

She put up my hair in an elaborate hairdo and gave me one of her gowns - red because that's my colour.

The door suddenly opend and Dimitar came in "How much longer do we have to wai- Wow Pyren, you look gorgeous" he said looking at me and I blushed. He was wearing a particularly nice arnour today that brought my attention to his bulging muscles. He caught me staring and I went red.

Biana's older brother Bronte entered He was a member of the council and something about his grayish blue eyes gave me butterflies in my stomach..

Soon everybody entered and after dinner we all sat down for a game of truth or dare.

"Hey marrlla" I said "truth or dare?" "truth" she said, flipping her blonde hair.

"okaaayyyyyy.. who do you have a crush on?" she blushed "uhh" she said giving a shy glance towards dex."me?!" asked dex shocked. "yes you, it's always been you" she told him. they both looked at each other and smiled.

"Ok fintan your turn now" said lihn. "truth or dare?""I choose dare"

"kiss the person you have a crush on"

"OOOOOOH ARE YOU FINALLY GOING TO KISS DIMITAR??" asked Ro (when did she come in here?)

"WHAT? NO!" I said. I blushed and looked at bronte.. I slowly crept towards him and kissed him.

"Ugh did you seriously just kiss Lord Sparkly Pointy Ears??" asked Ro.

I ignored her because of what Bronte said next. "Ive loved you for a long time."

"Really?"

"Yes"

"it's been obvious to everyone except you two" said dimiatr with a smirk.. but it wasn't his usual smirk.. it seemed sad? But for that moment I didn't care because I was happy about what happened with Bronte.

A/N: poor dimitar he doesn't deserve to be tortured this way.... fintan should realise his feelings for him!!11!😭 so that was the first chapter! how was it?? I'm sorry for all the sophitz fintan x bronte but next chapter will have more finitar xx

taglist : @kale-of-the-forbidden-cities @worldsunlikemyown

if I was good at drawing human figures I would've drawn fintan in those outfits tbh

I swear I am not this bad at writing, all grammatical errors are intentional😭

#kotlc #guys if you want to bleach your eyes I understand #finitar

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sirenascelestiales · 1 month

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Honestly, considering the show/writers never acknowledged Daphne’s marital rape of her husband, and they only had a slight acknowledgment of Edwina’s feelings on Kate x Anthony, like I don’t think there will be a satisfactory resolution to Pen’s betrayal of the Bridgertons (Marina/Colin and Eloise/Theo) or of Eloise’s “friendship” with Cressida (and anything else she might do as “revenge”).

I think they’ll blow over the latter “I said I’d rather die than be her friend and I still mean it” and hugs all around or some other scene like that (which I know is simple and that’s my point). And Pen will apologize and confess that cause she’s so in love with Colin and she wanted to be noticed and she’ll be forgiven without much else from Colin. And maybe a little more for Eloise, if that.

(Spoiler’s for the books in case people care about that).

They forgive her for Whistledown in the books, Colin is worried more about her being revealed as Whistledown than her writing shit about him (tho nothing she writes is like Marina/Colin is not in the books. Daphne basically forgives her for anything she wrote about that but tbh she doesn’t seem to mind anyway). And, they like sorta acknowledge it as “wtf” thing, but it’s blown over quickly imo. “Oh well that’s nice dear” sorta reaction. And Eloise does have even more of a backbone than in the books but idk I just don’t see why and what people seem to want out of Bridgerton.

Eloise is going to somehow befriend and fall in love with Crane! You’re telling me the girl running around with Theo and “radicals” will suddenly fall for the guy boring the fuck out of Marina?

Like, I’m sorry but Bridgerton is pretty people hooking up with a regency background. They will not “do right” by most people’s standards of how the characters should act and how to apologize (Daphne and Simon make up after professing deep love in the rain! Anthony is shocked into confessing for real cause Kate fell of a horse! It’s for DRAMA, and then it’s resolved kinda easily?)

I’ve seen some more of nuanced takes against Pen, at least these people aren’t reducing her to a fat villain (cause when they did that I could not take them seriously 😒). And honestly a lot of it is fair, that’s good! The writers don’t care.

But now I keep seeing people hating Eloise to the point that they want a comeuppance that is not proportional to her “revenge”…and like… it won’t be as serious as y’all are making it to be. This “revenge”. Like please, the writers aren’t going to suddenly take this world seriously. See above and those are just 1 example for each season!

If they wanted to acknowledge all the hurt Pen put people through and make her work to become a better person, they could! I just don’t think they will because it’s 8 episodes per season and in this season they’re trying to find a way to get Colin and Pen together and Eloise and Pen as friends again by end of season. I don’t think they’ll extend a conflict into Ben’s season (I actually hope they don’t, I like Ben and Sophie’s story for the most part and while I love Anthony and Kate they shouldn’t be the focus either).

Idk what people expect I guess. if you’re watching it for Pen to be taken down a notch… might not be the season for you. If you’re hate watching I guess tag it with “anti” whatever and not the regular tags?

I’m sorry if you think she does not deserve an happy ending, I don’t necessarily disagree that she’s undeserving of some crow eating for what she’s done. However, I don’t think the writers care to make her go through that. And I don’t watch Bridgerton for brilliant character development that I think some of y’all want.

That being said I’m curious about how they’ll manage LW post Colin x Penelope marriage. In the books it basically disappears, and maybe they can use that to have a build up to Pen! However that means to me making their relationship last longer than as season and I do not want that for any of the couples.

#illy talks #I need to not go into tags but fine I’ll tag it #Bridgerton #sa cw #marital rape mention #rape mention #idk if I have a tag for that but I think I have it covered #I don’t write any analysis or meta cause I tend to be a centrist about everything and let the story play out #but I really relate to Pen’s wallflower ways so sorta defending her #but like also again the whole marketing of “Colin and Penelope’s story” sorta spoils it yknow she’s gonna be “rewarded”#and maybe she’ll get to have to work through her issues! I just don’t think they’ll have her do that cause it’s BRIDGERTON #she’s gonna “win” idk how else to say it (whether you believe she “deserves it” or not) in 8 episodes #hopefully the writers come up with a compelling story for her and Eloise and their friendship along with Pen/Colin romance but like y’all 😐#why are your expectations so high about a bodice ripper book turned tv show from the creator of Scandal and HTGAWM and Grey’s #like y’all know how it ends already…#again my fault for going in the tags #idk we’re getting four seasons minimum I just want to finish out with Ben and Sophie #if four is really all we get

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tears-of-taelia · 2 months

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Hi Sophie!

So I don't know much more specific things to ask, but what are some of the most prominent headcanons you have about Rejuv characters?

Hi—thank you so much for the ask! It’s nice to meet you. Sorry it took a while for me to answer it. I have come to the devastating realization that I am, in fact, boring, and do not have many headcanons of my own. So, I decided to include the few I could think of in addition to a few random theories with little to no context or explanation. May go into detail in some of these in the future if anyone’s interested~! I would love to hear your headcanons and theories too! :)

Spoilers under the cut!

Headcanons:

All of the member of A-Team (Aevis, Aevia, etc.) have prominent Sanpaku eyes

Erin’s voice has a lower register than Melia’s (based on that one comment she made about Melia’s voice being annoying lol)

Ren and Aelita have feelings for each other but won’t act on them until Team Xen is no longer a threat. I mean this is p much confirmed on Ren’s end (thanks Nastasia!)

Amber has a crush on PLAYER!

Kenneth eventually developed a bit of a drinking problem (relatable). Alexa, play Talia by King Princess

Tho they aren’t technically related, Jenner passed his love for death metal onto Melia

PLAYER inherits skills from A-Team. Like piano playing! (confirmed in an old version, rip)

Mini Theories:

(Some are move obvious than others. Some may conflict. This is just for fun pls don’t come for me)

Geara’s Giratina is Griselda (say that five times fast lol). And this is the same Giratina we explored Darchlight Caves with. Also she’s Spacea and Tiempa’s sister, but is somehow trapped in her Giratina form. What the hell (pun intended) was in that chalice???

Crescent’s father is Vitus. Not sure how this would work since he technically can’t reproduce (according to what Vitus said in the past). But it would explain why Crescent’s fate is wrapped up in Melia and Erin’s

PLAYER is Missing.EXE from the Paragon encrypted files. Which means they’re supposed to be the embodiment of Zygarde. OR Madame X is Missing.EXE

Vitus’s soul has (somehow) latched on to Maria’s (using the crystal thingy she was trapped in maybe?) and he uses the power of the Archetype to move between different bodies. Password: unbound soul and all of that. All to achieve immortality

Nim is Nymiera! (not a huge leap at this point lol). But a version corrupted by Storm-9 / Rift Matter. She is constantly being drained by something… but what exactly?

I think there’s a chance that Maria actually was an only child, but used the Archetype to wish for siblings. This then altered the memory of Vitus or something. Idk there’s a good chance this is not the case. But like, seriously, how many “Archetypes" are there? How would you “split” an Archetype? Crack it like a wish bone??? Is it split evenly??? Would love some clarity on this

The “past” Aevium isn’t actually the past—it’s someone’s MEMORY (or perhaps, the Core’s memory?) of the past. And therefore, sort of an illusion. That’s how the time crystals worked in Alamissa, at least. Erin also hinted at one point (I think this is still in the latest version? But correct me if I’m wrong) that the “past” Aevium may not necessarily be what it seems. Or, the past is a different dimension or world

In order for the Paragon world to survive, the Renegade world must be destroyed. This is renegade!PLAYER’s motive. (“With life, there is also death. With death, there is also life.” “I gain nothing. They gain everything.” “The light within the belly of Ouroboros shall never cease, lest the flames be doused by the will of the suffering.”)

In the “corrupted future” Blacksteeple Castle event where Melia dies and her power is awakened, she successfully transforms a “wilting” world into a “blooming” world using the power of the Archetype. On that vein, Madame X’s goal is to turn the current world into a wilting world to save the world she comes from. That’s why Madame X bemoaned that “this is was an outcome… I prayed to never see”

The SS Oceana is a vessel between worlds and part of the Interceptor program’s (and therefore Variya’s) design. I mean it FUSED ITSELF WITH THE SEABED ma’am that is not normal. Also the pillars and stuff. I’ve written a longer post on this that’s coming soon~!

Melia is the manifestation of a wish made by Maria—a wish so strong she somehow transported half of her Archetype’s energy to her. Or there’s maybe a scenario where Maria knew Melanie and wished Melanie was… different? Or something? Lol. Possible also an Interceptor. Like PLAYER, she remembers people after they were deleted. Core motif and whatnot.

#axelcreations #pokemon rejuvenation #headcanons #theories #i need sleep

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kiddoryder · 1 month

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Scrambled Eggs

A commission for @dustinlaughlin

Hardy Wiley belong to @dustinlaughlin

Blitz and Sophie McKnight belong to @loli-momo1908

Charlie, Vaggie, Hardy, Razzle, and Dazzle putting up a banner that reads "Happy first week, Sir Pentious and family!". Sonya and Liz were helping out as well since they promised to help their cousin with the new guests. Plus they were bored at home.

Charlie - *estastic* “Man, I'm so happy! Can’t believe it's been a week since they stood here!!”

Vaggie - “Um, they were just trying to take over the city with Pentious's weird steampunk bullshit a few days ago.”

Charlie - “Well, I haven't seen them try to pull any of that here.”

Sir Pentious and Lucious come in, rolling in a new machine that Sir Pentious's Egg Boiz are sitting on.

Hardy - *uneasy* “Uh, Pen, what is that?”

Sir Pentious - *bows* “Oh, hello, flame-haired gentleman. It's my new invention, the Skin Flayer 11,000! I'm really looking forward to shooting the other residents.”

Lucious - *sinsterly* “It would be fun to see them all into ashes.”

Charlie - *confused* “What? Why?”

Sir Pentious - “Everyone is being too nice. Obviously it must be a lie. I can sense that they are planning to kill us, but when? How? We must be prepared! Ooh, the new parts of my machine are here.”

Odette and Clara came in, wheeling in boxes of weapons. Pentious runs over to them.

Odette - *holds out clipboard* Sign, please.

Sir Pentious signs the clipboard while Clara wheels in the boxes.

Odette - “Thank you for your business. Enjoy your Carmine purchase.”

Odette and Clara walks out of the lobby as Sir Pentious takes the crate full of parts and weapons for his machine. As he slithers back, Vaggie realizes who he is buying from.

Vaggie - “Carmine? As in, Carmilla Carmine? You are buying parts from an overlord?”

Sir Pentious - “Uh, of course. She's the top weapons dealer in Hell.”

Lucious - “And have you seen her weapons? They are amazing! Plus some are very rare as well.”

Vaggie - “Okay, well that stops right now.”

Vaggie takes Pentious's boxes away.

Sir Pentious - “Hey!”

Hardy - “Sorry Pen, but unless it's unkillable self-defense weapons, we cannot allow you guys to build weapons of mass destruction in the hotel. I assure you that nobody is trying to kill you. People are being nice because they want you and your family to feel welcome.”

Sir Pentious looks at Hardy with a wry expression. He peeks over his machine to scowl at the other residents and workers. Husk, who's downing a bottle in the bar, flips him off. Angel Dust, standing near the bar on his phone, does the same. Blitz, attending to his little sister, Sophie, gives him a scowling glare and cracks the knuckles on his fist, while Sophie simply smiles and waves at them as she was drawing pictures. Niffty, who is dusting a corner of the wall, looks at him and does a sinister-sounding giggle.

Sir Pentious - “Hmm, I have my doubts.”

Vaggie - “Well, it's true. You have to trust us.”

Sir Pentious - “But I don't.”

Sonya - “I don’t trust him. Especially that jerk Lucious.”

Lucious - “Oh Sonya my dear, are you still mad about the…incident?”

Sonya - *sarastic* “You mean when I first rejected you and you ended up stabbing me? Nah. I’m peachy about it!”

Lucious - “I told you I’m sorry! I freaked out because I usually get what I want.”

Liz - “Didn’t realized that your parents and Uncle raised you to be a spoil brat.”

Lucious - *dramatically gasps* “How dare you! I was raised to be a gentleman and I’m still am.”

Charlie - “Wait, where are your parents Lucious?”

Lucious - “Mother and Father went out for the day. They ask my Uncle to watch me since they trust him.”

Hardy - “Okay, since there's trust issues around here, why don't we focus on today's activity on building trust?”

Charlie - *smiles* “Good idea, Hardy.”

Vaggie - “But before we do that, we need to lay some ground rules. No more building weapons, no more plotting against other guests, and also, you need to get rid of those things.”

Vaggie points at the Egg Boiz who were on the crate of weapons. 2 Egg Boiz, having a tug-of-war over a laser, accidentally set it off and blow a hole in the roof, much to Vaggie's frustration.

Vaggie - “Oh! *points at the ceiling* What did I just say? What did I just say?”

Sir Pentious - “What? Not my little egg boiz. *hugs Egg Boiz* They do my evil bidding for me!”

Sonya - “What evil bidding? Those egg dorks can’t even lift a box without getting crushed.”

Lucious - “As much as I find these stupid duck crap annoying, they are actually useful then you think.”

Vaggie - “Do you want to stay here and redeem yourself?”

Sir Pentious - *narrows eyes* “Yes.”

Vaggie - *sternly* “Then no more eggs.”

Sir Pentious - *with tears in his eyes* “All right, eggies. You've got to go. I *sobs* can't keep you anymore!”

Egg Boiz - *happy* “Okay, boss.”

They all follow Vaggie as she wheels Pentious' boxes away.

Sir Pentious - *tearing up* “No, don't resist. This is how it has to be!”

Sir Pentious begins crying as he watches his Egg Boiz walking away. Lucious, feeling bad for his uncle, comforts him as Hardy and Charlie awkwardly watched them.

Hardy - *comforting* “Don’t worry Pen, everything is going to be okay.”

Charlie: Yeah, I am sure that your eggs will be in a nicer place.

In Alastor's room, Alastor was eating a dead deer's carcass with a knife and fork while jazz music plays in the background. Suddenly, the jazz music stops with a record-scratching sound when Vaggie came by with the Egg Boiz behind her.

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Vaggie - “Alastor!”

Alastor looks surprised for a second and his eyes go from the deer carcass on the table to Vaggie.

Alastor - “Do you mind? I'm in the middle of breakfast.”

Vaggie - “Pentious' eggs are all over the place, and I need you to get rid of them.”

Alastor - *throws away knife and fork, stands up and summons microphone* “Oh, well, in that case, I'd be delighted to!”

Vaggie - “Humanely!”

Alastor - “Hmm. Well, that's a lot less fun *eyes glow red and the x appears on his forehead*, but I suppose I can take care of that on my outing today. *walks out of the room*

Vaggie - “Great! *looks at the deer carcass* That looks disgusting.

()()()()()()()()()

The scene changes back to the hotel foyer, where Charlie and the rest of the hotel's residents, minus Alastor, are, with all of them except for Charlie and Vaggie sitting on a sofa. Behind Charlie and Vaggie is a stage with a banner on it that reads "Trusting 101"

Charlie - “Hi, guys. Thanks for coming! It's been brought to our attention that there may be a little, tension in the hotel.”

As Charlie explained, everyone is hating each other or on edge. Lucious lovingly gaze at Sonya only for her to push him on the ground. Sir Pentious grabs Niffty with his tail and makes to shoot her with his ray gun, but Vaggie snatches it out of his hands before he can.

Vaggie - “Tension that can be counterproductive to what we're trying to do here.”

Charlie - “We think that this group could really benefit from:”

The background scenery goes to yellow and Charlie and Vaggie go flying up into the air.

Charlie - “Trust exercises!”

Vaggie - “Trust exercises. *begins falling* Ah, shit!”

Vaggie falls on the floor as the yellow background cracks and breaks. Charlie pulls Vaggie to her feet.

Charlie - “Vaggie, we rehearsed this. *sighs and turns to everyone else* We're doing trust exercises!”

Sophie - “What’s trust excerise?”

Vaggie - “Well it’s like a game where we learn to trust other people.”

Sophie - *eyes twinkle* “Ooo, games?! I love games!”

Husk - “So, uh, what's with the whole, uhh, this? *gestures to the stage behind Charlie and Vaggie* I'm not about to put on some show for these fucking chumps.”

Angel - “Oh, I will *puts feet on Husk's legs*, but it's cash up front, and I know that one *points at Pentious* can't afford me.”

Sir Pentious - “Gross! I'd never think of it, spider!”

Angel - *to Blitz* “But with you I don’t mind doing it for free.” *raise his eyebrows up*

Blitz - *annoyed* “In your dreams.”

Sophie - “What you mean shows? Like puppet and dance shows?”

Sonya - “He’s more of a dancer Sophie.”

Hardy - “I wouldn't mind a good dance. Can you do the Moonwalk?”

Angel Dust just looks at him with a annoyed expression as everyone giggled and held in their laughter.

Vaggie - *sighs* “Anyways, let's get started. Charlie?”

Charlie - “Actually, I thought maybe you could take the lead on this one. I trust everyone, so maybe you know better on how to build it properly!” *walks over to stand by Husk, Niffty, Pentious and Angel*

Vaggie - “What? Uhh, I don't know if I'm qualified, uh...,”

Charlie - “Oh, come on. It'll be easy! I'm sure you can handle this.”

Vaggie - “Yeah, um, *looks at them. All of them are looking grumpy except for Charlie, Hardy, Sophie, and Niffty* Sure, I can handle this. No problem.”

Vaggie takes a deep breath and walks down one side of the stage.

Vaggie - *drill sergeant style* “All, right, so we are starting with trust falls! Each of you are going to share something vulnerable with the group about yourself and then fall backwards, while the rest of the group catches you. Got it? Who wants to go first?”

Charlie - *raises hand* “Ooh, ooh, me me me! Me! Me! Me!”

Vaggie - “All right, get on up here.”

Charlie runs past Vaggie and onto the stage.

Charlie - “I, I love you guys. Like, really, really love you. *falls backwards*”

Vaggie and Hardy ran forward and catch Charlie together.

Hardy - “We gotcha.”

Charlie - “That... felt... good! Angel, why don't you go next?”

Angel - “Fine.” *walks onto the stage*

Vaggie - “This time everyone else needs to catch him, okay? Unless you want me to hurt you.”

Vaggie takes out a spear as a means of discipline for the others to come closer to the stage.

Angel - “Somethin' about myself, huh? How about this? I LOVE to suck-“

Blitz: *threateningly points at Angel* “If you something vulgar in front of my sister, I will--“

Angel - “-Popsicles, ya sicko! Get your mind outta the gutter!”

Angel falls backwards and Blitz catches him.

Angel - “But, you know, dicks too!”

Blitz throws Angel Dust on to the floor in angered disgust.

Angel - *groans and to Sonya* “Okay kid. You’re next.”

Sonya - “Oh alright.”

Sonya got on the stage and thought for a minute.”

Sonya - “I actually enjoy ice skating.”

Lucious - “Ooh how lovely!”

Liz - “And I actually enjoy dancing.”

Lucious - *rolls his eyes* “Bet to those stupid rock and roll music.”

Instead of falling backwards, Sonya did a elbow drop wrestling drop on Lucious, causing him to feel great pain as Sonya and Liz laughed.

Charlie and Hardy - *scolding* “Sonya!”

Sonya - *sarcastic mocking tone* “Sorry~”

Liz - “They can’t take a joke.”

Vaggie - “Okay, Hardy it's your turn.”

Hardy gets on the stage.

Hardy - “I think Nickelback is an awesome rock band, and no one can convince me otherwise.”

Hardy fell backwards and Charlie and the others caught him. To their surprised, Hardy didn’t felt heavy or anything.

Charlie - *impressed* “Wow you’re muscular yet really light.”

Hardy - “Yeah well thanks to the training I had, it help me balance my weight. *to Blitz* Okay dude you’re next.”

Blitz gets on the stage as he tries to think of what to say to the public, something that Angel Dust won't make a sexual joke about. Then after a minute of thinking, Blitz came with a perfect one that not even Angel can make a sexual joke.

Blitz - *warmly* “I really care and love my baby sister Sophie.”

Charlie - *gushing* “Aww that is really sweet!”

Blitz turns around and was going to make a fall, but when it looks like Angel Dust is going to catch him, he stretch out his wings and flew over him so he doesn't get caught by Angel Dust, much to his annoyance.

Blitz - “Okay Sophie, you’re next.”

Sophie got on stage. She did a cute thinking look and got one.

Sophie - “I really enjoy chocolate ice cream!”

However Sophie did look a little nervous on doing the trust fall. But she looked at Blitz who had his arms out toward her.

Blitz - *gently* “It’s okay baby girl. I got, you I promise.”

Sophie takes a deep breath and then leaps off the stage, as Blitz, Charlie, Vaggie, Angel Dust, and Hardy catch her together.

Hardy - “See? We got you.”

Sophie - *smiles* “Thank you guys! *to Lucious* You’re turn Luci!”

Lucious went on stage and said:

Lucious - “I actually enjoy writing poetry.”

He falls toward Sonya but she took a step back. Luckily, Sir Pentious managed to catch him in time.

Lucious - *dismayed* “Awwww, why didn't catch me, Sonya?”

Sonya - “You didn’t ask me.”

Lucious growled annoyingly.

Angel - *to Pentious* “Alright, new guy, you're up.”

The room goes dark and a melodramatic music plays. A spotlight shines on Pentious.

Sir Pentious - *dramtically* “I... don't want to live without my minions. Nobody catch me! *falls backwards*

Vaggie, Hardy, Lucious, and Charlie catch him together.

Sir Pentious - *dismayed* “Damn it.”

Vaggie - “That's great. Wow, you are slimy. *drops Pentious* Okay, good job. Uh, Niffty?”

Niffty runs past them onto the stage, giggling manically.

Niffty - “Sometimes, I kill mother-bugs in front of their children as a warning to others!”

Upon hearing this and seeing Niffty, the others were disturbed by her sadistic nature . Niffty flings herself off of the stage., but the others actively move out of the way to let her fall on the ground in the face. Despite that, Niffty seems to enjoy that.

Niffty - *falls on her face* “Yay! Pain!”

Niffty, giggling, runs back onto the stage to jump off again.

Niffty - *Sighs* “Pain!”

Niffty continued to do it with the others staring at her oddly.

Liz - “This is annoying yet hypnotic to watch. Like those memes you see on the internet.”

Charlie and Vaggie walk off to talk privately.

Charlie - “I don't know if this is really working the way we'd hoped. Maybe we should-“

Vaggie - “Honey, you have to trust me here. I got this, okay? I'll figure something out.”

Angel appears behind them.

Angel - “If you're in the market for some ideas, I've got just the thing for some "trust buildin'".

Vaggie - *sighs* What do you have in mind?

Angel Dust smiles deviously from that question.

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Meanwhile, Alastor is walking down the street on the middle of Pentagram City, closely followed by Pentious' Egg Boiz, who are his new minions.

Egg Boiz - “Oh, boy! What's the plan, boss? I like your suit! What are the antlers for? Can I touch your staff thing? Are those your ears or is it your hair? I can't tell!”

Alastor's eye twitches as he walks down the street, a pained smile on his face. A shadowy person watches him from behind, before appearing in front of him, revealing himself to be an Overlord, Zestial.

Zestial - “Hark, Alastor. How fare thee this day?”

Alastor makes a radio static sound effect, looking slightly scared.

Egg Boi - “Who's that, boss? Want me to rough him up for you?”

Alastor - “Follow in silence if you value your shell! *taps Egg Boi's shell with his cane before turning back to Zestial* Greetings, Zestial!”

A demon comes out from an alleyway and sees Alastor and Zestial.

Bowler Hat Demon - *freaked out* “Oh, holy shit!”

Zestial - “Ah, the weather, doth become this fine day.”

A cowboy demon comes out of the backdoor after a fight, and was about to go back in when he notices Zestial and panics before fleeing.

Cactus Cowboy Demon - “Whoa! Uh oh!”

Alastor - “Indeed, looks like we might have some acid rain this afternoon!”

A demon, seeing Zestial, pours gasoline over himself and sets himself on fire, screaming.

Zestial - “If our luck doth hold! I do revel in the screams. How art thou?”

Zestial begins walking down the street with Alastor as tons of demons spotted them and hide, run, or avoid them from getting in their way.

Zestial - “It has been an age since thou hath graced us thy presence. Some hath spun wild tales of you falling to... holy arms.”

Alastor - *laughs* “Oh, I just took a well-earned sabbatical, nothing serious. *adjusts bow tie and coat in a window reflection* Though it's fun to keep everyone on their toes! *laughs as a laughing sound effect plays from his microphone*

Zestial - *chuckles* “There too hath been rumor of thy involvement with the princess and her recent flight of fancy. Tell me, *cloak flares open briefly* how does thou fall in such folly?”

Alastor - *spins cane* “That is for me to know. But please, do guess, I'd love to know the theories!” *continues walking*

Zestial - *chuckles* “T'would be grander folly by far to assume the workings of your mind, Alastor. Thou hath been naught but an enigma since thy manifested in this realm!”

Alastor - “Coming from someone as ancient as you, I take that as quite the compliment!”

Alastor, Zestial and the Egg Boiz walk into an alleyway with a row of lifts. The security camera spots Zestial walking in view, but Alastor's image glitches when the camera was on him. Zestial and Alastor gets into one elevator. The Egg Boiz attempt to follow, but Alastor blocks them with his cane.

Alastor - “No, no. I have a very important task for you. Stay here and guard the front until I return.”

The Egg Boiz salute and the lift begins its ascent.

Egg Boi - “Oh, look. Frank is up there.” *points to the lift, where one Egg Boi is inside, pounding on the glass*

Another Egg Boi - “We have names?”

()()()()()()()()()

The lift reaches the top of the building and opens, where Alastor, Zestial and Frank walk out. Frank watches as other Overlords come out of other lifts and go into another room, Zeezi stepping over him due to her massive stature. Frank follows them in and stands near Alastor's seat. The overlord sitting next to Alastor turns to look at Frank and he waves. She smiles widely at him, showing her pointed, knife-like teeth. Frank hides behind Alastor's chair as Carmilla Carmine walks to the head of the table.

Carmilla Carmine - “Welcome, Hell's sovereign overlords. I've invited you all here because you represent the controlling powers of our city. Together, you own millions of souls. Souls at risk with the new Extermination schedule. *pounds fist on table* We need to discuss what can be done to minimize the impact to our interest.”

Zestial takes his seat.

Carmilla - “Zestial, so good to see you, my friend.”

Zestial - *summons teacup and saucer* “Enchanted as always, Carmilla.”

Carmilla - *notices Alastor*” Alastor?”

Alastor - “Yes, I know I've been absent some time. I'm sure you've all been wondering!”

Carmilla - “...Not really. But welcome back in any case.”

Alastor narrows his eyes and looks offended in Carmilla's general direction.

Carmilla - “This year's Extermination was brutal, far more even than years past. We have assessed that about 16% of the population was lost *slide is projected onto the wall behind her* With the angelic legions now returning twice as quickly, I think it prudent we-“

Carmilla is interrupted as Velvette opens the door and walks in, on the phone.

Velvette - “Yes, I've got it handled, Vox. Are you doubting me? Really? Me? That's what I thought. *laughs* Yes, I know. They're all a joke.*laughs* Thank you, V. See you soon. Kisses, darling.*hangs up and sits down at the opposite end to Carmilla*

Carmilla - “Nice of you to join us, Velvette. Will your... colleagues be joining?”

Velvette - “No, they have better shit to do than to listen to an old windbag who thinks she's tough shit. I'm here to represent.”

Carmilla - “Charming. So, as I was saying, we need to discuss-“

Carmilla stops talking as Velvette waves her hand in the air.

Carmilla Carmine - “Yes?”

Velvette - “On the subject of discussion…”

Velvette takes out the head of an Exorcist and throws it onto the table. The other overlords look at it and mutter to each other.

Zeezi - *shocked* “Holy shit!”

Alastor - *intriged* “Oh! Tasty…”

Carmilla - *narrows eyes* “Where did you get this?”

Velvette - “We found it during Extermination day. If these Holy Rollers can be killed, the game has changed. *stands on top of table* We can take the fight to them. The boys and I have come up with a full assault plan--“

Velvette stops talking and she and the other overlords look at Zestial, who is sipping his tea loudly and aggressively to drown out Velvette.

Zestial - “If it be true thee and thy colleagues desire to war with such meagre proof, thou art far more... foolish than I be thought.”

Velvette - *scoffs* “Meagre proof? It's a dead fucking Exorcist. I'd say that's pretty fucking definitive. You going blind, old man?”

Zestial - “We know not how this perished. Mayhaps t'was not by a demon's hand at all. If we rush to war without knowing mightn't, they purge all of Hell for daring an uprising?”

The other overlords mutter in agreement. Velvette notices Carmilla's expression and smiles.

Velvette - “Oh, I get it. So Grandpa is too pussy to fight, so I guess there's no point, right? *gets up in Zestial's face* Oh, what's the matter, Fossil? Too senile to make a real power grab for-“

Right before she could continue, Carmilla starts to get into her face, expressing outrage while singing, Respectless.

Carmilla - ♪ You better show some respect! Check your behavior! no one speaks to Zestial that way! ♪

♪ Did you expect us to sit back and take your, insolent brazen display? ♪

Velvette - *laughs* ♪ You got it twisted, I'm not the one who needs a new attitude! ♪

♪ Maybe you missed it, but I'm that #Bitch and I will do nothing less than what I please, whoo! ♪

♪ I'm the backbone of the Vees, ♪

♪ Mad that I acted respectless? Well, it's cause no one could respect this! ♪

*walks across table* ♪ Sorry, group attendin'! Since when are Overlords too scared to fight? ♪

♪ You're long past trending! Sorry, bae, but I ain't swiping right! You've lost your relevance- ♪

Zestial - ♪ We can't act without more intelligence. ♪

Velvette. - ♪ Ugh! No wonder I'm so respectless, I could eat you lot for breakfast! ♪

Carmilla Carmine - ♪ You and the Vees are inane and uninformed! ♪

Smug wannabes who don't heed when you've been warned! ♪

Velvette - ♪ 'Oops!' Did I strike a nerve? ♪

♪ 'Cause when I brought out the angel's head, *throws head across table* couldn't help but observe, that your wrinkled face was turning red! ♪

♪ And why are you avoiding war? That's what the guns you sell are for! Thanks to my being respectless, one thing I'm starting to suspect is *gets in Carmilla's face* You know why this angel's headless! Do you have a disclosure? ♪

Carmilla - ♪ This meeting's over! ♪

Both Carmine and Velvette glare at each other. The other overlords are all staring at Carmilla and Velvette. Alastor finally decides to break the silence.

Alastor - “That was a productive meeting!”

Velvette - “Hm. Fine. Safe travels back to the nursing home, fuckers! *walks out the door* Kiss my arse!”

Zeezi - *scoffs* “What the hell? We literally just got here!”

Odette - “Mother?”

The overlords all begin to get up and leave. All of them walk back towards the lift except for Carmilla Carmine, Odette, Clara and Zestial, who walk towards another room. Alastor notices this as he is walking towards the lifts.

Alastor - “Hmm. Well that's interesting. *points at Frank with his cane* You, little egg creature. I have a job for you.”

Frank - “Oh. Yes, boss!”

Alastor - “Follow them!”

Frank salutes and runs after the overlords who went into another room.

()()()()()()()()

Charlie, Vaggie, Hardy, Blitz, Sophie. and Angel standing in a BDSM sex dungeon. Slapping noises comes in the background. Angel is looking satisfied with himself, Charlie is looking incredibly shocked, Hardy's eyes were open wide with his face completely red, Blitz was shielding a confused Sophie's eyes while he looked in disgust, and Vaggie looks angry.

Vaggie - “Angel! What the actual fuck?!”

Angel - “No activity requires more trust than BDSM, baby. No bond stronger than those formed through bondage! That's their motto!”

Angel points to a poster on the wall, which does indeed read "No bond stronger than those formed through bondage".

Charlie - *uncomfortable* “Angel, love the enthusiasm. But, umm, uh, hmmm,”

Sonya - “This place is super weird!”

Liz - “Why are they hitting each other? They aren’t even fighting!”

Vaggie - “What makes you think anyone would be into this?”

They heard some noises and it was Husk, who is purring as he gets massaged.

Husk - “You know, I, I don't hate this.” *chuckles*

Niffty, near Husk, is wearing a dominant outfit.

Niffty - “I'm ready to punish some bad boys!” *giggles*

Seeing Niffty and her outfit makes Husk give up.

Husk - *gets up* “...Never mind, I-I'm out!”

One female sinner approaches a red-faced Hardy.

Female Sinner - *flirty* “Hey there, handsome~”

Hardy - *high-pitched voice* “I-I-I-I-I-I--“

Suddenly, as his face becomes shiny bright red, steam starts to blow out of his ears while making a high-pitched whistle, then he falls to the floor out cold with his eyes swirling in dizziness and foam coming out of his mouth like he had a seizure attack. The female sinner looked at him in confusion.

Blitz - *annoyed* “Oh great! Now you broke Hardy!”

Then he yelped cause he felt somebody pinched his butt. He turned and saw a male flirty sinner who did it and made a clicking flirty sound. Angered, he still shield Sophie’s eyes with one hand, and punched the sinner with the other hand that sent him flying across the room.

A demon with snake hair comes up behind Charlie and starts giving her a massage. Other demons begin coming towards Charlie and rubbing themselves against her

Charlie - *creeped out* “Okay, hello there. Hi. Um. Hm. Hm,”

Vaggie pulls Charlie away from the other demons.

Vaggie - “Ugh! I can't fucking believe I let you drag us here, Angel. This is disgusting.”

Charlie - “It's no big deal, Vaggie. You know, maybe I can just help, uh-“

Vaggie - “No. I told you you could trust me, and I'm not going to let you down. walks away from Charlie I just need to teach them, the way I was taught…”

As she said this, Vaggie smiles with excitement when she has the perfect trust exercise for all of them.

()()()()()()()()

The group is standing on a rooftop with half-destroyed buildings all around them. Everyone was shocked that the exercise had taken them to a live turf war battlefield with guns blazing in the background, demons screaming, and explosions booming.

Charlie - *shouting over the other demons' screaming* “THIS IS HOW YOU LEARNED TO TRUST PEOPLE?!”

On the ground, demons are shooting each other, brawling with weapons, and one demon is on fire, screaming and running around while others are still enjoying the carnage.

Cactus Cowboy Demon - “Yee-haw!”

Punk Demon - “Let's go, Baby!”

Cactus Cowboy Demon - “Bring it on, Bitch!”

Back at the rooftop, Vaggie makes a drill sergeant march.

Vaggie - *drill sergeant style* “There is nothing stronger than the trust between comrades in arms. Buckle up, buttercups, because today you boys become men!”

There is a loud explosion in the background, sending shockwaves that sways Vaggie's hair with a satisfying smile. Vaggie advances on Pentious.

Vaggie - “You, *picks up Pentious*

Sir Pentious - “Wait, wait! I can't fight without my minions-“

Vaggie - “Are gonna survive together!”

Vaggie throws Sir Pentious off the building before turning to Angel Dust:

Vaggie - “And you,”

Angel - “D-don't you even think about it-“

Vaggie - “-are gonna make this hotel work!”

As part of their trust exercise and Angel's punishment for the BDSM sex dungeon suggestion, Vaggie takes Angel up and throws him off of the roof. She then approaches Lucious, Sonya and Liz.

Vaggie - “And you,”

Sonya - *nervously* “Now wait-wait-wait-wait, let's talk about-“

Vaggie - “Are going to put aside your differences!”

Vaggie picks up Sonya and Lucious and throws them both off the building in order to get them to stop fighting each other, with Liz, unfortunately, being pulled along by Sonya as they share the same body.

Vaggie turns to Hardy, but he waves his hands frantically.

Hardy - *frantic* “No need, no need! I'll just jump by myself!”

Hardy quickly climbs on the ledge and then leaps off the building so Vaggie doesn't throw him. Then she turned to Blitz who was holding Sophie’s in his arms.

Blitz - “I’m not jumping down there. And there is NO WAY Sophie is going down there to fight.”

Vaggie - “But you need to learn how to trust your comrades! And be there for them too.”

Vaggie then pulls gently Sophie out of Blitz's arms and put her down, and then lifts Blitz up and throws him off the building.

Vaggie - *shouts* And don't you dare try to fly back up here!

Niffty bounces next to Vaggie, her arms raised with excitement, and psychotically smiling with anticipation.

Niffty - *excited* “My turn, my turn!”

Vaggie picks up Niffty as Husk goes back into the inside of the building, not wanting to get involved and realizing how far this exercise has gone. Vaggie makes to throw Niffty, but Charlie snatches her up before she can.

Charlie - “Vaggie! No!”

Vaggie - “This is the only way they'll learn, Charlie.”

Charlie - “No, it's not. *puts down Niffty* There are other ways. It just takes time!”

As Charlie talks to Vaggie, Niffty looks back at Charlie, asking to be lifted. When Charlie ignores her, Niffty jumps off of the building herself. In the off-screen background, Pentious, Angel, Hardy, Sonya, Liz, Lucious, Blitz, and Niffty are being heard fighting against hordes of demons.

Vaggie - “Time we don't have! How many Exterminations will have gone by before these idiots get their shit together? How many times will we have to watch your people be killed before we make headway?” *turns away from Charlie*

Charlie - “Vaggie,”

Vaggie - “I took charge today and it all went sideways. I'm supposed to make your dreams a reality. I'm supposed to protect you. *takes Charlie by the shoulders* I'm supposed to never fail you. *goes back to the edge of the rooftop*

Angel - *in the background* “I blame you for this, you crazy bitch!”

Charlie - “You didn't fail me. Vaggie, you're not-you're not-“

Vaggie - *sad* “If I can't help you, what's the point of me?”

Charlie - *gasps* “Vaggie, don't say that! You do so much! It's-“

Vaggie - “I'm sorry. I'd... I'd like to be alone for a minute.”

As Charlie grabbed Sophie’s hand, she began walking to the other side of the rooftop, an exhausted Angel comes out of the door, carrying a battered, but intact Sir Pentious, before he throws him onto the roof.

Angel - *panting* “Made it!”

Charlie - *walks to door* “Let's go home, guys.”

Angel - *annoyed* “Ugh! I just walked up all those stairs!”

As Angel pulls Sir Pentious back down the stairs, Vaggie stays on the rooftop by herself, looking at all the destroyed buildings around her.

()()()()()()()()

Carmilla Carmine, Odette, Clara and Zestial all in a room together, with Frank spying on them from behind a pot plant. Carmilla mutters in Spanish as she pours herself a drink, before beginning to down the bottle instead of the glass she poured for herself.

Zestial - *concerned* “Carmilla, what troubles thou? Losing thy composure is unlike thee.”

Carmilla - *sighs* “It's nothing, Zestial, really.”

Zestial - “The felled angel... t'was by thy hand, was it not?”

Carmilla - “Let's not talk about it.”

Clara - “Mom, maybe he should know.”

Carmilla - “Nobody should know. I did what I had to do. I am not discussing this.”

Zestial - *lays hand on her shoulder, before singing in a soulful tone.*

♪ What weighs on your soul, old friend? I implore you to share the load! ♪

♪ If it was thou who slew the angel, why not let your strength be known? ♪

Carmilla - ♪ I always thought... ♪

♪ That I would keep blood off my face. ♪

♪ But when that thing attacked, I had to act, to cross that line and keep them safe. ♪

♪ But if anyone knew, then all of Hell would rise to war, and who's to say? ♪

♪ Who'd survive the fray? I might lose the ones that I'd been killing for! ♪

♪ So, I'll *Clara and Odette come over to her and she wraps her arms around them* I'll be your keeper! ♪

♪ Do whatever it takes, I'll make the mistakes! ♪

Carmilla is also speaking to Zestial in the next line, who seems surprised that Carmilla wants to keep him safe as well

♪ I'll keep you safe and keep this secret. ♪

The scene changes to Vaggie, now at the foot of the hotel and beginning to climb up it

Vaggie - ♪ When I saw your face, you made me feel like a stranger in a brand new place ♪

♪ And it felt so good to be understood! ♪

♪ But there's so much I wished that I could say ♪

♪ So I, I'll be your armour ♪

♪ Do whatever it takes, I'll make the mistakes ♪

♪ I'll spend my life being your partner ♪

♪ Carmilla - And I don't know what we might face ♪

♪ But I know I can't replace you ♪

♪ So I'll do anything to save you ♪

Vaggie: ♪ And I will try to make your dreams come true ♪

Both - Whatever we go through

♪ I know I ♪

Carmilla - ♪ I'll be your keeper ♪

Vaggie - ♪ I'll be your armour ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

Carmilla - ♪ I'll make the mistakes ♪

Vaggie - ♪ I'll make the mistakes ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

()()()()()()()()()

The Egg Boiz scavenging for weapons, parts, and garbage in a dumpster.

Egg Boiz - “Ohhhh, this one smells like fun *laughs* Oh, I love garbage.”

The elevator door rings, and Alastor is waiting for the Egg Boi, Frank, to return after spying on Carmilla and Zestial. He's bout to join the others when Alastor stops him.

Alastor - “So, what did you hear?”

Egg Boiz - “First, the old guy w-was all, "Y-you're not yourself. You're the one who killed the angel," a-a-and, she was all , "♪ Whatever it takes ♪"

Alastor - “And then what was the last thing?"

Egg Boiz - “She killed the angel?”

Alastor - *intriged* “Interesting. Lets keep this between us *makes a evil grin that statics the whole screen for a brief moment* Shall we?”

Egg Boiz - *unfazed* “You got it, boss!”

Frank salutes to Alastor.

()()()()()()()()()()

Back at the inside of the hotel, Charlie looks down after a disastrous trust exercise. Vaggie came on the balcony to see her.

Vaggie - *waves* “Hey.”

Charlie - *waves* “Hey.”

Vaggie - *sighs* “I'm sorry I got so crazy today.”

Charlie - *grabs Vaggie's hand* “No, no, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I put pressure on you. We work as a team. I guess I just thought all this would be easier, but, we'll figure it out, together. I mean, look what your exercise did for them.”

Hardy, Blitz, Sonya, Liz, Lucious, Angel, Pentious, and Niffty are all laughing amongst themselves after one crazy battle against the demons in a turf war. Sophie was even down there listening to their stories.

Sonya - “I have to admit that was one of the best fights I was in it!”

Liz - “Hell yeah! Especially when we switch places and I cut that guy arm off with the scissors and he was like *mockingly* Oww!! My arm!! And then when I put that fire stick in that other guy mouth and he blew up in pieces!”

Angel - “I have to admit you twins have guts!”

Blitz - “Remember when Hardy tied those two tiny imps' tails together and use them as a nunchuck? Ha! That was epic and a riot at the same time!”

Hardy - “When you watch Jackie Chan movies as much as I have, you learn to use anything as a fighting weapon. Still, that wasn't as impressive as that magic move you made, my man. *friendly jabs him in the shoulder*

Blitz - “Well I did learn from my mother since she was great as magic. I have been told I am one of the most powerful magic demons.”

Sophie - “Blitzy is even going to teach me with my powers!”

Sonya - “Yeah! You gotta show me magic like that! *to Lucious* I’ll admit your laser gun was pretty cool on how you shot those assholes to ashes.”

Lucious - *eyes glitter* “You mean it?!”

Sonya - *annoyed* “Yes but don’t push your luck.”

Angel - “Hey, remember when that buff guy started beating the shit outta snake boy?”

Sir Pentious - “*laughs* Yes, and with the dismembered arm, *laughs* Yes, that was... particularly unpleasant. *dejected*

Niffty - *giggles* I liked that part *giggles*

Husk - “Well... hey, at least you can take a beating like a champ. *comes over and pats him* You did okay, new kid.”

Sir Pentious - *touched* “...Really? Oh well, I suppose I did get into a little of the old, rough and tumble today. *laughs* And uh, thank you for pulling me out of there.”

Everyone laughs with enjoyment, but Niffty slightly ruins the moment when by continuously laughing manically, causing the others to stop and witness her insanity.

Vaggie - “Well, how about that?”

The front door opens, and Alastor enters the hotel with the Egg Boiz minions tailing behind him. Sonya quickly hide behind the couch in fear. Vaggie notices them and calls out to Alastor.

Vaggie - “Alastor. failed to get rid of the eggs, I see.”

Alastor - “Yes, well, the little monsters prove to be rather useful.”

At the end of the sentence, Alastor glows with excitement over the new information he received about the overlords.

Vaggie - “Why don't you give them back to Pentious.”

Upon hearing this, Pentious gets teary when Vaggie is allowing him to keep his minions.

Sir Pentious - *teary* “Really?”

Vaggie - “Yeah. After today, I guess I can trust you with them. But seriously, *narrows eyes in seriousness* no more weapons.”

Pentious gets emotionally and slithers down to hug his Egg Boiz as Alastor walks away.

Sir Pentious - “Ahhh! My eggs! Yay. Ah, it's so good to have you back. *drops the Egg Boiz* Now, go clean my quarters this instant!”

At his command, the Egg Boiz immediately scatters away as Charlie and Vaggie watched them leave.

Charlie - “Maybe, things 'll move fast than you think.”

()()()()()()()()

At the end of the day, Pentious is seen getting ready for bed in his room with his Egg Boiz in tow and pajamas.

Sir Pentious - “Ah! How was your day with Alastor, my minions?”

Frank - “It was awesome boss, I went to this meeting and there was a knife lady, an old guy, and a dinosaur!”

Sir Pentious - “Mmm, that's nice.”

Frank - “And the knife lady killed an angel! And I... was not supposed to talk about it.”

Sir Pentious, however, does not believe him at all.

Sir Pentious - “Oh, I'm so sure and maybe you'll meet Martians tomorrow, but now is time for sleep. Good Night Eggies.”

The Egg Boiz roll over to Sir Pentious and cuddle together as Frank yawns to sleep.

The End.

#hazbin hotel #fanfic #my fanfic #fanfic commissions #commissions

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nobodysdaydreams · 8 months

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OH YOU CHANGED IT!!!

But now I won't get to count to eight every time I read your username :( /j /s

I'm sorry Sophie. You can still count to eight if you want to.

And this was a long time coming. In past Bods' defense, she thought she'd make a bunch of posts ranting about MBS, like, three person would like the posts at most, and then once I got my thoughts out I'd get bored and delete the blog after about six months. I didn't expect y'all to be so nice and actually want to hear my thoughts or I would have picked an easier name to say.

#But I still wanted to keep Nobody as part of the name #I think this fits #Bods Answers

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indigothemuse · 1 year

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Lemongrass Tea and Other Small Things

hi!! here's my KOTLC secret santa!! for @novaliae!! thank you so much to @song-tam for hosting this event!! it was super fun and i hope everyone else had a good time!

you can read it here on my ao3!

oh my god, and, of course, thank you so so much to @wonder-womans-ex for being a FANTASTIC beta, and the reason why it's coherent (im so sorry i forgot to mention you the first time around)

Being part of the group to create the Black Swan felt natural. Tiergan had never felt as though he turned his back on the rest of the elves. Weren’t they trying to create a better world for themselves? He sighed. He’d never imagined that this would be the outcome. Prentice had been lost for so long, so to only now get him back…

But only to get him back, memories almost lost. And…Cyrah. Tiergan had loved Cyrah, and her death had almost broken him completely after Prentice called Swan Song and his mind breaking.

Prentice was slowly coming back. It was a process, he had to remind himself. Losing your mind and then regaining it was practically unheard of. (Never mind Alden.) And Sophie…he felt grief for her. She had lost her childhood, turned into a soldier by not only circumstance, but by them. By him.

“I can hear you brooding. You can’t solve anything by being miserable.” Prentice leaned against the railing beside him, holding out a mug of tea. At Tiergan’s look, he smiled softly. “Lemongrass. You used to drink it when your anxiety got worse.”

Tiergan’s mouth felt dry. He hadn’t drunk lemongrass tea (or mint—Prentice’s preference) since the mind break. It tasted like home. By his smile, Prentice knew it.

“Thank you, even if you’re going to act insufferable about it.”

“Me? Insufferable? Never!”

“Mhm.”

Tiergan broke first, laughing into his cup. Prentice grinned. He took another sip of tea. It tasted, well…like lemon. But it reminded him of home, of sitting in Cyrah and Prentice’s home, of playing with a young Wylie. Prentice smiled at him, and the two stood in silence.

The silence breaks, just a few minutes later as Wylie, Linh, and Tam come home. They look happy, and Tiergan greets them warmly. He’s glad that they’re happy.

Linh is beaming, teasing Tam about something. His son The boy is blushing furiously, much to her delight. There’s water droplets hovering around her, a sure sign of her joy.

Wylie has such a fond look on his face, and Tiergan wishes, oh so desperately, that he could preserve this moment, forever. Prentice is laughing at something Tam said, face transformed by joy. He’s so alive.

He takes a sip of his tea, relaxing into the comfort it gives. And he watches, surrounded by his family.

Tiergan is going into his final year of regular Foxfire, before the elite levels, surrounded by his family. Prentice is draped across his lap, feet in Cyrah’s. Livvy is there too, all on the floor of Cyrah’s room.

They’re dressed in finery, preparing for her Winnowing Gala. Her hair is pulled back in an elaborate updo, gold threaded through the red strands. She’s beautiful, he thinks, and reaches across to squeeze her hand. She gifts him with a bright smile, eyes twinkling.

“Cy, hold still. You’re going to make me mess up!” Livvy has a makeup brush clutched in her hand, dipped in fine gold powder.

“Liv, it doesn’t matter—”

“It matters to me, hold on.” Tongue poking out, she dusts the gold across her eyelids.

Prentice sighs, leaning back against him. “I think I could just fall asleep like this.”

“Do it.”

A soft laugh. “I need to finish getting ready too.”

“Mm. You look fine.” He punctuates this with a soft kiss to his cheek. He smiles, clearly pleased.

��You smell like lemongrass. Did you get perfume?”

“Mhm. Kesler.”

“Nice. Maybe I should ask him for some.”

“What? For your boring tea?”

Prentice twists, a look of pretend outrage. “Hey! Excuse you, I have great taste!”

Tiergan can’t help the fond smile. “Sure, love.”

He scrunches his nose. Cyrah, done, moves closer, resting her cheek against his shoulder.

“Gross,” Livvy calls, clearly unbothered.

“The polycule is open for you! As we’ve said many times!”

“I’m good. Now, finish getting ready so we can go wow everyone with our hot gayness.”

Tiergan snorts and lets Prentice pull him to his feet. “Okay, I’m thinking of eyeliner.”

“Are we trying to give Cy’s parents a heart attack?”

“Mhm! It’ll be fun, baby!”

“I agree. Can you imagine Mom’s look?” She presses a kiss to his cheek.

He rolls his eyes, but leans against her for a moment.

“Right!” Livvy claps her hands a few minutes later, resplendent in a bright red dress, gold beads in her hair. “We ready?”

“Yep!” Prentice has a gold bracelet on, matching Tiergan and Cyrah. The three of them look like a set, and makes something inside him warm. They’re both beautiful, each positively striking in their splendor. (He could look at them forever, and never grow bored.)

Tiergan and Prentice take one of her arms, and together they walk down the stairs into a dazzling ballroom. It’s filled with young men, all vying for her attention. She graces them with one last smile, before sweeping into the crowd. Tiergan dances with Livvy, and then Soheila, Cyrah’s younger sister. They talk amicably, before the song ends, and he’s left alone.

He spends two dances leaning against the wall, watching his friends. Cyrah is a sight to see on the dance floor, her blue dress easily more magnificent than anyone else's. It makes sense, seeing as she’s the star of the night. Still, she’s beautiful in her element, a specter of powder blue and gold and shining red. I love you, he will say that night, later, when all three of them are in comfortable clothes and her makeup is gone and her hair is down, and he will find her just as beautiful.

Prentice too, is alluring. He’s in dark blue pajamas, lounging back on her bed, eyes closed. Maybe he is foolish, he thinks, but he kisses his forehead anyway, pulling a blanket over him. I love you, he has whispered over and over, and it’s never felt as true as it does right now.

He hasn’t said I love you since Cyrah died. It’s as though his heart has closed off, unwilling to let anyone near. But this is Prentice, he reminds himself, as they sit on the couch. His feet are back in Tiergan’s lap, as they so often were Before. His hands are holding a book, balancing it upon his legs. Prentice is drinking a cup of tea, eyes almost shut. He laughs a little at that. Some things don’t change. He had always been an early sleeper, the first to fall asleep anywhere. He keeps reading, only reaching over to take the cup away to place on the low table.

“I love you,” Tiergan breathes, oh-so-quietly, hoping Prentice hears but also wishing desperately that he doesn’t.

He wakes up the next morning underneath a blanket and resting against him. He’s warm. It’s like being a student all over again—falling asleep on sofas together, waking up late for class.

He’s not quite sure what woke him up until he hears the kids frantically whispering.

“I said to be quiet! Not to bump into anything!”

“I didn’t do it intentionally!” Linh whispers back to him, and he can practically see the twins locked in their quiet debate.

Wylie laughs quietly. “I’m sure they’re still asleep. Dad can sleep through anything, and I’m pretty sure Tiergan can too. Trust me, we could set off alarms and they’d sleep through the night.”

He’s not…wrong, exactly. Cyrah had been the early riser of the three, and she would wake them up in the morning. Tiergan would be content to sleep through the day, but he has to teach.

Oh no. He has to teach; he has a job. But he’s warm…hm. Would Leto care if he called in sick? Wait, no, he has a meeting with Sophie. Hmm.

He waits for a few minutes until the kids leave, and carefully moves off of Prentice, fixing the blanket. Tiergan can’t resist, and presses a light kiss to his forehead. “Sleep well, love.” I love you. He goes to get ready for the day, leaving a short while later, brushing his hair back into a bun.

With a quick, “Foxfire!” he arrives on the campus, giving a quick greeting to some of the prodigies. At least he gets to skip orientation. In his office, he sits down, pulling out a folder.

He has to prepare for his first prodigy—a level 4 student named Sage Keyston. They’re working on better mental concentration, especially when it comes to transmitting.

It’s a good lesson, and Sage makes a lot of progress.

“Good job today, Sage. I’d recommend practicing with someone else too. If you’d like, I can send you a list.”

“Sure! That sounds awesome! Thanks, Tiergan!” Sage gives a cheerful wave and flounces out, going to their next class.

He only has a few moments before Sophie’s coming inside, giving him a nervous smile. Her hair’s been braided with small flowers, possibly courtesy of Biana. “Hey, Tiergan.”

“Sophie. Do you need something?” She’s not scheduled to come in until later, close to the end of the day.

“I had a question. It’s, uh, a little personal though.”

“Okay…why don’t you sit down? I have some tea, if you’d like it.” She’s trembling slightly, he notes as she sits down.

“Yeah, that sounds good.” Sophie is devoutly staring at her hands, and he turns to give her some privacy. He doesn’t have lemongrass here, but he does have rose tea. While he makes them each a cup, she starts talking. “I… being queer isn’t really accepted here, is it?”

Tiergan flinches, almost splashing himself. “Er, not really. Most younger elves are more accepting, but you know how traditional older elves can be.”

“Yeah.”

“Can I ask what brought this on?” He hands her the cup, and she hugs it to herself.

“It’s uh. I think I like Biana.”

“Ah. Any reason why you came to me?”

She peers at him from underneath her bangs. “You’re the only adult who wouldn’t be weird about this, or strange for me to talk to, especially without anyone listening.”

He nods, taking a seat. “I see. Well, I’m happy to help, if I can. As I said, most of the older elves aren’t quite as approving since it’s a “bad match”. However, I don’t care. It doesn’t bother me. Hell, I don’t think it even could.” He gives a soft smile, glancing at the photograph on his desk. It’s from when they graduated—the three of them, all smiling and pleased. Sophie is still clutching at the cup desperately, and he aches. He knows.

“I just…I know it’s natural, and normal, and perfectly fine. But that was back in the Forbidden Cities, with humans. And here…everything is so focused on getting a good match that even the idea of a bad match…”

“It was hard. But, Sophie, it gets better. Trust me on this one. It might hurt, and it might be difficult, but it’s worth it.”

And really, it is, isn’t it? He’s…he’s happy now. She smiles tentatively at him, and drinks some of the tea.

“Thanks, Tiergan. I think I’m gonna go to my next class. Can you write me a note?” “Of course, Sophie. Good luck.” He writes out a quick tardy pass and hands it to her. She grins, and leaves.

And there he is. Back in his office, on his own. He drains his tea, and glances down at his imparter.

Prentice: Tiergan, how important was the red vase to you?

Tiergan: What did you do.

Prentice: Absolutely nothing, I’m a perfect angel and you know it

Tiergan: Mhmm, sure. And to answer your question: No, I don’t care about the red vase. Please sweep up the glass so no one gets hurt.

Prentice: Sure thing! Have fun at work, love

His face warms, and he taps out a quick reply. I love you. He doesn’t send that, but the thought lingers throughout the day.

He goes home, bearing a message from the kids. Prentice is waiting for him on the sofa, reaching out to pull him into a hug.

“Good evening. How was work?”

“Not too bad. Sage made a lot of progress.”

“That’s excellent! I’m glad they’re improving.”

“Mhm. Also, the kids said they were going to go to Havenfield.”

“Sounds fun.” Tiergan adjusts to sit sideways on his lap, leaning his head against his shoulder. “Hi.”

“Hm?”

“Nothing important, love. Do you want me to read outloud?”

“Mhm.”

“Alright. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

This time, it doesn’t have to just be in his thoughts. This time, he says it, soft as it may have been.

And so, the night draws to a close: the two tucked away in their own little world, reading. And he’s happy.

I love you.

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And that's that! thank you so much for reading, and i hope you enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it <3

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