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zoeykallus · 5 months

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Hm? *gets hit in the face with a note* GAH- *opens the note* another request? But it’s with- *ahem* “I request Reader x Crosshair but make it with Pheromones please-” Oh no…

Aloha!

You are getting a lot of those notes, aren't you? 😁 Well, as it happens, I actually have an idea for a scenario like this, I'm telling you I gathered the wildest ideas in my fever dreams 😅

Crosshair x Fem!Reader One-shot -

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Warnings: 'Good old' Pollen Trope/ Smut/ 18+/ Bondage/ Dubious Consent/PiV Sex/ Dirty Talk/ Strong Language/ Oral/ Feral Crosshair/ Graphic Description Of Sexual Actions/Overstimulating

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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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AC: I feel like I've not written anything like this in years. Which of course isn't true, but it still feels like it. But I think I like what came out of this.

Crosshair keeps sneezing as you make your way back from your little expedition. The rest of the group is on an errand with Rex and his shuttle. You and Crosshair have stayed behind. Curiosity has driven you into the surrounding landscape of the Marauders' landing site. Even though Crosshair has no interest in the surrounding flora and fauna, he reluctantly came along, saying, "I guess I can't let you go off on your own. If anything happens to you, I will never hear the end of it when the others come back" You take off your gear when you get back, at least the things you don't need at the moment, as he sneezes again. Crosshair sighs and rubs his temples. You frown critically and say, "You should have used an air filter, like me" "Nonsense," he grumbles. "Well, I don't have to sneeze," you reply, shrugging your shoulders. He rolls his eyes and waves you off. "Just some pollen, nothing more, it'll be over in a minute" You pick up your data pad and say, "Some pollen can be dangerous, Cross"

When you call him by the pet name you're the only one to use, he rolls his eyes again, but he doesn't complain. He doesn't want to admit it, but somehow he likes that you've given him a nickname. It shows that you like him, and he likes the idea, but he won't admit that either. You browse through some information about the planet, especially the fauna, and suddenly stop. Something you've discovered makes you nervous. "See," he says contentedly, "it's stopped already, I don't have to sneeze anymore, it's all half as bad" When you don't answer, he turns back to you after taking off his armor. "Since when are you so quiet?" Again, you don't answer, you're engrossed in the information about a particular plant you've found. "Hey, Kitten," he says impatiently, "are you even listening to me?" You look up and ask him critically, "Why did you take off your armor? It's the middle of the day" Crosshair shrugs and says, "It's warm in here, and it's more comfortable without it" You say critically, "I don't think it's warm in here" He grumbles, "Well, I do"

"Any other symptoms?" you ask, a little alarmed. Crosshair reaches for your holopad, takes it from your hand, and skims the article you've just read. Depending on the amount of pollen inhaled...Heat flushes, sneezing, headache, followed by extremely increased libido, sexual desire bordering on animalistic proportions, loss of control... High probability of becoming a danger to yourself and those around you. If left untreated, the condition ends in extremely high fever, which can lead to brain damage or even death. No medical treatment options. Only treatment option is sexual relief (sexual intercourse/sexual acts that lead to repeated orgasms) "What the hell are you reading? Is that a guide to one of those dirty little stories you sometimes write?" Startled, you stare at him. "What?" Crosshair smirks, shrugging his shoulders in a suggestive manner. "Well, you fell asleep writing the other day and your pad was still on, just lying there. I took a quick look over it. It was pretty clear quickly what you were writing" You feel hot and cold, you're not sure exactly how much he's read, and you wonder if he realizes that you're imagining him as you write. But another thought outweighs your shame, your worry.

You scroll back up a bit on the pad that's still in his hands, point to the picture of a flower and say, "No, that's an article about this plant. We walked through a field of these flowers earlier while you weren't using an air filter. You're already showing symptoms" Crosshair blinks, skims the text again. "Oh," he says quietly. He tosses the holopad onto your bunk, rubs his temples again and looks around. He can feel it now, slowly at first, gradually but steadily increasing. His body temperature is getting higher, his thoughts are getting mixed up, there is a penetrating buzzing behind his temples, and there is clearly a very physical desire. "I need you to cuff me, for your safety. Where are my handcuffs?" Crosshair hears a click, then feels cold metal. You've cuffed his own wrist and chained him to the weapon rack. "I'm ahead of you," you say softly. "Clever girl. But that won't be enough. You have to tie me up properly"

„Properly?“, you ask, frowning.

Crosshair nods and says, "Yeah, I can open handcuffs without a key if I have one hand free" You mumble with a grin, "Sneaky bastard" "Shut up, kitten," he says calmly, with a little smirk, pointing to the other bunks, "Better find something to tie me up before the symptoms get worse" Unsure, you go to the drawers and side compartments of the other bunks. You find some more handcuffs and chain his other wrist to the weapon rack on the wall. Crosshair groans softly, a bulge has already formed in his Black's pants. He is far too warm in his skin and his cock is as hard as a diamond.

For a second you just look at him, his slender, wiry but stealed figure chained to the weapons rack at the wall. His shoulders down to his hips forming an apetizing V-line. "Okay, so far so good," he says tensely, "But that's not enough" You frown, but finally get two more cable ties and tie his legs to the frame on the wall. Crosshair stands there, as if nailed to a cross or pilloried, except that it is a weapon rack that is firmly anchored to the wall. "Fuck," he moans softly. Automatically, he writhes in his restraints, his clothes, the pants of his Blacks rubbing over his hard cock, eliciting another soft moan. He is extremely sensitive at the moment.

"But what now?" you ask anxiously, straining not to look down between his legs. "I can't hurt anyone now," Crosshair says and swallows. He means you, he can't hurt you now, he can't do anything against your will, you realize. "But... We have to do something, you could die or suffer permanent damage from this condition," you say nervously. You can see that he can barely think straight, that he would love to tear himself away if he could. But he smiles at you and says, "You're not worried about me, are you?" "Of course I'm worried", you say, almost indignant he might question this. He licks his lips, his mind a jumble of images of nudity, physical contact, of him sinking his cock inside you, in pretty much any of your holes that would do. Crosshair blinks a few times, trying to collect himself. "Well, you can help me now, but on your terms. I can't force you to do anything, that was important to me. Hence, the shackles. It was clear to both of us long ago that I still need your help now. Unless you want me to die, or my mind to turn in to a vegetable" Heat rises in your cheeks. You've imagined being with him so many times, but not like this.

He laughs softly as a drop of sweat rolls off his forehead. "Now you can live out some of the fantasies you love to write about. Honestly, I always knew you had a naughty spirit in you" The thought, the question of how much he has really read of your stories and perhaps even diary entries that are on the same data pad, comes to mind. You swallow and look at him, chained there. Your gaze does wander down to the enormous bulge in his blacks. You hear him purr, "Okay kitten, your attention is already going in the right direction" He strains against his restraints, automatically wanting to reach for you, but to no avail. A small frustrated growl comes out of his throat as he realizes once again that he is not able to touch you right now. No matter what you do now, no matter what you're both about to do, this isn't going to be romantic, nothing loving, that much you both realize. But contrary to your expectations, the thought doesn't repel you, actually, there's something appealingly wicked about it. As you sink to your knees in front of him, a shiver runs through his body in aroused anticipation. He can barely move, only his pelvis has a little room to move forward, and he stretches out towards you in invitation. "Be a good girl, help me"

You look up at him uncertainly, in his gaze you not only find confirmation of what you are about to do, it is a feverishly hot gaze, full of expectation and challenge with which Crosshair looks down at you. You reach for the waistband of his Blacks' pants and slowly pull them down. As the fabric brushes over his skin, over his hard cock as you free it, he trembles excitedly. It stands right in front of your face, thick, veiny, with a slightly reddened, swollen tip. His testicles are bulging. His cock twitches with every breath you take, because he can feel every waft of air. "Do it," he demands in a smoky voice, his eyes glazed over with desire, "suck me good" You wonder how he would talk to you at a moment like this if he wasn't under the influence of the pollen, but only for a second. You've always been curious about a sexual encounter with Crosshair, and his cock looks gorgeous. Your hand reaches for it automatically, and you're almost shocked at how red-hot it feels. His temperature is rising, no time to hesitate. Your tongue twitches over his velvety, swollen tip, catching a salty drop of pre-cum. "Fuck," Crosshair growls, his pelvis twitching, "come on, kitten, it's getting unbearably hot under my skin"

You don't think about it for long. Your lips open, your tongue outstretched, pressed against the underside of his cock, you take him into your mouth. Your head moves back and forth, bobbing back and forth with his cock between your lips. At first, you're so far back that, despite his relative freedom of movement with his pelvis, he has no control over how deep he penetrates your mouth. But it feels surprisingly wonderful, the sounds he makes, moaning, growling, whimpering. You can feel your panties getting wet and a tingling sensation between your thighs. Your pearl swells, pulsating gently at first, but demanding, longing to be touched, stimulated. On impulse, you move closer, giving him more room to move. As soon as he realizes that he can penetrate deeper on his own, he greedily pushes his cock deeper into your mouth, down your throat, almost to the hilt. Your eyes immediately start to water, but you don't pull back, you let him have his way with your mouth. He pulls his pelvis back and forth, thrusting deep again and again until your face is wet with tears and saliva drips from your chin because you can't swallow everything around his thick cock. Crosshair stares down at you, his gaze full of fire, glassy and dark.

He gasps excitedly, "I knew there was a dirty thing somewhere inside you, look at you eagerly sucking my cock. I wish I could record this, so I could watch it over and over again, how perfect this image looks" You don't have the time or the opportunity to object, nor do you want to. Your hand automatically slips into your pants and under the fabric of your panties. You can feel the heat emanating from your pubic area on your fingertips even before you touch your clit. There it is, finally, the touch, a shiver runs through your body. The touch your pearl has been longing for. Your fingertips glide over the sensitive bundle of nerves, faster and faster, as Crosshair's cock pushes up to the gag reflex again and again. You keep sucking at him, almost hungrily, like there is no tomorrow. Crosshair fucks your mouth restlessly, his pelvis shaking with every thrust, his arms tugging at the handcuffs again and again. Then he sees your hand in your pants, something about the sight pulls him over the edge, with a low growl, he spurts his load down your throat. You swallow hastily as he leaves your mouth and take a deep breath.

"A good little dirty thing you are. Look at you, not only did you suck my cock like an addict, you touched yourself" His gaze is still glassy, feverish, full of heat, a dangerous, knowing grin on his face. "Untie me, kitten, and I'll give you what your little pussy needs," he coos. His words roll over your skin and down into your pussy, where they trigger a pulsing, demanding twitch. Contrary to any fear or uncertainty about his condition, you cut the cable ties on his ankles. Then you grab the key for the handcuffs, you hesitate only briefly, barely noticeably, but then you unlock the handcuffs. You don't even have time to be surprised. Crosshair immediately peels you out of your clothes, partially tearing them as he loses his patience. He pushes you towards the bunk in front of you until you automatically climb onto it on all fours to avoid falling over. "That's it, keep sticking your gorgeous ass up, show me your little pussy," he growls in a smoky voice.

With the flat of his hand, he gives you a gentle pat between your legs. "There it is," he coos contentedly, "soft, warm and wet" One of his fingers slides along your velvety folds to your heated opening and sinks greedily inside. You moan as he sinks a second finger between your slick walls. "You're hungry for my cock, aren't you?" You moan a yes as you thrust your buttocks towards him. All you hear from him in response is a growl. You feel him pull his fingers from you and as you look over your shoulder, you see him licking your juices from his knuckles. "Actually, I'd love to lick your little honey pot, but I just can't wait, I can't," Crosshair says a little breathlessly as he parts your wet folds with his tip and with a smooth thrust fills your pussy to the brim with his cock. The sensation is intense, his hard, thick length filling you up, stretching your wet hole.

His fingers claw into your hips, not exactly gently, as he begins to move, pulling his pelvis back only to thrust into you again. He moans and curses, the feel of your wet heat enveloping him so incredibly intense, his cock so incredibly, unusually sensitive. His grip, his nails, are sure to leave a mark, but you're far too horny to mind. His thrusts are short, he never pulls far out of you, but he thrusts into you quickly, panting, clutching at you. His pelvis slaps your backside again and again, the sound fills the room, accompanied by moans, growls, whimpers. Crosshair doesn't feel like his temperature is dropping, he's more in control than he expected, but his hunger hasn't abated one bit. He growls, gives you a slap on the ass and murmurs, "You like that, you've always wanted my cock inside you" You are so lost in your excitement that at first you don't even realize what he is saying. When you don't answer immediately, he grabs your neck and pulls you towards him so that the back of your head is against his shoulder.

"Say it!" he growls, his hand still on your neck. Crosshair doesn't really squeeze, just applies enough pressure to make it clear that he wants your attention. "What?" you ask hoarsely, the feeling of his cock thrusting into you again and again taking over your entire mind. "You've always wanted my cock inside you. Say it! I want to hear it," he moans urgently. You gasp. "Fuck. Yes, I've always wanted your cock inside me, deep inside me," you croak, moaning. You yelp as he gives you a particularly hard, deep thrust and pauses in this position for a few seconds. His thighs tremble for a moment, a half-suppressed moan comes from his throat, then you feel his semen shoot into you. You're both breathing heavily, Crosshair growls softly. "Still feverish, still hard, I guess I'll have to make your wet dreams come true a little longer"

He pushes you off him, onto the bunk you're kneeling on, and turns you around, gripping your hips. Crosshair grabs the back of your knees to hold your legs up and apart. The next second, he's thrusting his cock into you again, accompanied by the dirty, wet sound his hard length makes in your pussy filled with your juices and his seed. Each thrust makes that lewd, wet sound, you feel his seed and your juices partially dripping out of you, onto your buns and onto the sheet beneath you. After all, you're in your own bunk. But this fact startles you all the more as Crosshair reaches purposefully to his right and pulls open a small drawer. He pulls out a small object and grins with satisfaction. "I knew you had toys here, I heard them vibrating under your blanket the other night" He moves his cock slowly inside you as he looks at the toy, and the heat of shame rises in your face. "What exactly does that thing do?" he wants to know, his gaze fascinated but still feverish, glassy. You swallow and say meekly, "It sucks the clitoris into this little opening and vibrates as it does so"

He raises his eyebrows and looks past the toy at you. "Is that good?" "My favorite toy," you say, still meekly. He looks down, positions the toy so that it can suck your clit perfectly and turns it on, turning the power up quite high. The toy sucks in your clit and vibrates on the sensitive bundle of nerves, immediately sending a pulse through your whole body. You let out a startled squeak. In combination with his thick cock inside you, the additional stimulation from the toy is very intense. Your hands claw into the mattress and sheets as he starts to thrust into you again. "Fuuuuck," you moan out. Crosshair takes you again faster, harder and growls, "That's more like it"

Your mind dissolves into nothing, the thought of how he sees you right now, that he knows about the toy, that he knows you've been secretly masturbating here under the covers, all swept away in one swoop. The stimulation is too intense, your whole body vibrates, trembles, tenses with arousal. "You're close," he moans, realizing, "I can feel your sweet pussy contracting" The stimulation, his words, the sound of his voice, all at once your climax washes you over the edge, and you fall into a pulsating tangle of over-stimulation. Automatically, you want to reach for the toy to remove it, but Crosshair's hands shoot forward, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head. "Fuck! Crosshair, that's too much, the toy!" you gasp breathlessly, twitching and writhing, the sensation far too intense.

He pushes himself deeper into your lap, takes you faster, with shorter, firmer thrusts. He stares at you, something about the way you squirm and twitch, the thought that you are helplessly at the mercy of this over-stimulation turns him on. It doesn't take long, his thrusts become irregular, his lap trembles between your twitching thighs, and he cums inside you again. You're still whimpering and squirming, finally he lets go of you, and before you can remove it, Crosshair releases you from the toy. You breathe heavily, sighing with relief. You look up, his gaze no longer glassy and feverish, more scrutinizing, brooding, as you know him to be. "Sorry," he says, shrugging his shoulders, "but it was incredibly hot to have you under me while you were twitching under the over-stimulation, one hell of a turn on." You roll your eyes and sigh, "I'm glad you enjoyed it" "You had your fun too, didn't you?" he growls sarcastically, "Or did you just get me untied to see what would happen?"

You can almost feel an argument brewing, but you don't want to argue, especially not now. You try to distract him. "How are you feeling now? Headache, fever?" Crosshair senses that you're trying to avoid the discussion, but he answers you anyway, "I'm fine, I think, no fever, no headache, no other symptoms either." You nod, climb out of the bunk and say, "Good, I need to use the refresher for a while, I need to clean myself up" But Crosshair blocks your path to the refresher. You hastily grab your bathrobe and put it on as you realize you're both still naked. "You haven't answered me yet," he says stubbornly. "What?" "Whether you had fun"

You clear your throat and say, "I had an orgasm, if that's what you mean" Crosshair frowns. "No, that's not what I meant, at least not exclusively." You lick your lips and avoid his gaze, but he gently but firmly grabs your chin, yet your eyes continue to avoid his. "Kitten? Look at me." His voice sounds so unusually gentle that you automatically look at him. "I just want to be sure that I didn't overstep any boundaries and that you didn't come away unsatisfied, as you know I didn't really have complete control over what happened." You look at him wide-eyed, then feel heat rising in your cheeks as you say meekly, "I had more fun than I want to admit"

A smile creeps onto his face. "I knew that. Good girl. Come on now, let us go wash you" You raise your eyebrows questioningly. "Us?" Crosshair grabs your hand and pulls you into the refresher with him. He winks at you, "We made the mess together, so let's remove it together. Come on, don't act like you don't want to be sponge-washed by me"

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meowunmeow · 5 months

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Thinking about how both Andy and Fuuko's fates are intertwined together and it affects everyone in the story.

In the 99 loops, Juiz has never met Fuuko even once. This was most likely because of the fact that she successfully killed herself in each and every loop :((

It was only in the 100th that Andy even exists, a byproduct of Juiz's need to protect Victor, someone she loves. Victor, who only ever wanted for Juiz to stop suffering.

It was in this loop that Andy was there to be the one to interfere, albeit for selfish reasons. The existence of Andy saved Fuuko's life. And Fuuko's existence, in turn, saved Juiz, the person Victor loves most. Their existence and meeting led to his wish for Juiz to stop harbouring the burden to finally come true.

Other than Victor and Juiz, Gina was one of the few that has fought in the 99 loops. In the flashbacks we see, Gina was only ever seen as a small old lady.

In the 100th, she fell in love with Andy and was determined to remain unchanged, hence retaining her youthful appearance.

In the 101st, just because Andy had led Fuuko to meet Gina, she gets a lifelong friend that ultimately changes her for the better. It was the first time that she fought not out of obligation, but because she wanted to.

And that's just one of the few characters that I could think of from the top of my head. Gah, I love these two so much.

#undead unluck #undead unluck spoilers #fuuko izumo #andy izumo #anfuu #juiz d'arc #victor d'arc #vicjuiz #if you squint #gina chamber #meow posts #cont. in rb

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anakinsgirlfriendreal · 8 months

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Parts Of The Truth

Masterlist

Chapter One

Warnings: Cheating, mentions of sex, my rusty, bad writing.

Pair: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Everyone swears they'd never be involved with a married man,at least you swore, you swore; "I'd never be a mistress,I could never do that to someone else" of course this was before you met him. Tall, charming, intelligent, not to mention smooth, all words that can be used to describe, Anakin Skywalker. It started a year after you began working at Skywalker Industries, at first you were just his assistant, getting coffee, arranging meetings, occasionally lying to his wife that he was in a meeting when in reality he just wasn't in the mood to see her.

Eventually, he'd started flirting, which you tried to resist, he hadn't made it easy. "You're beautiful" he'd say.

"You're married"

"gah, and if I weren't"

And so it went on, for months you were strong, until you weren't.

It was supposed to be dinner, celebratory. He had just closed a deal and he said it would break his heart and shatter his soul if his favourite employee didn't come out with him. For the sole purpose of entertainment, you accepted. Dinner turned into drinks, drinks turned into laughter and brazen confessions and then he offered to walk you home.

"Dangerous neighborhood, I'm just trying to look out for you" he said, flashing that million dollar smile, you'd never say no to.

Like the true gentleman he was, he walked you to your apartment. "You know, you really didn't have to"

"No, I wanted to. It's late, no way I'd let you walk alone, not in the Bronx" he says. You laugh.

"Whatever." You look up at him, realizing how close he is, his breath on your face, your heart speeding up in your chest, your breath becoming heavier as the space between you got smaller.

"You're so beautiful" he pushes a stray hair behind your ear. You open our mouth to speak, your voice is a hushed whisper.

"You're married"

"I don't care" he kisses you, you kiss him back. Hastily you open the door, both stumbling into your apartment.

"We shouldn't do this" your voice is a heated whisper, as you undo the buckle of his belt, he presses against you, your black dress pushed up your thighs, legs opened as you perched on entrance table inside of your apartment. His mouth on your neck, sucking and biting, just how you like it, "you're married"

"she'll be fine" he voices, his big hands tracing along your thighs, up your hips, under your dress, you cry out for him, our actions contradicting your words, until you just give in "please I need you" that was all you had to say.

That was how you ended up here, watching him tuck your two year old daughter into bed as she begged for him to stay over.

Please please be nice, as I said, I haven't written in years and this was my first in so long, it'll get better I swear lmaooo

#anakin skywalker x reader #hayden christensen x reader #anakin skywalker smut #anakin x reader #boss x employee #anakin skywalker #anakin smut #first writing #modern au #ceo x assistant #parts of the truth

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mysteryshoptls · 3 months

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SSR Cater Diamond - Platinum Jacket Vignette

"Happy 100th Anniversary"

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Cater: This museum's real neat～ There's a ton of real picturesque paintings here!

Cater: I should study these as much as I can, 'cause I might be able to learn a thing or two about snagging awesome pics from the way these are composed ♪

Cater: ―Hey, look at that painting…

???: Woah, it's the card soldiers. Cool, I can really see their brisk little walk in the paintin'.

Cater: I totes agree, Ruggie-kun. I was just thinking the same thing.

Ruggie: Oh, Cater-san. Guess ya can't pass by this painting without checking it out, 'cause you're one of 'em Heartslabyul Card Soldiers, eh?

Cater: Sooo true～ 'Specially 'cause this painting's got the diamond-suited card soldiers, too ☆

Ruggie: Riight, you got the diamond marking. How do y'all decide who gets what suit?

Cater: Fantastic question. This little mark, y'see…

Cater: Gets decided by the Housewarden's whim ♪

Ruggie: A whim!? That's actually a pretty random way of pickin' 'em…

Cater: Oh, no, it's more like the Housewarden draws on the suit they feel will "suit" the new student from their looks.

Cater: Although, there is rule that the suits need to be doled out as evenly as possible, so…

Cater: Could be that the last few assignments might be more like… whatever works, or something like that～

Ruggie: So basically, it all comes down to the Housewarden's intuition and discretion, huh. You happy with the suit you got given, Cater-san?

Cater: Obvi. I was really hoping for the heart or diamond mark, so I really did get just what I wanted.

Cater: 'Sides, if I had gotten the spade or club, I'd've had to buy all new cosmetics, too.

Ruggie: Gah. You tellin' me that you guys in Heartslabyul gotta shell out your own cash to buy makeup depending on the suit!?

Cater: Oh, no, no, it's not like we absolutely have to do that or anything.

Cater: But I felt like the cosmetics I already had wouldn't have really gone well with one of the black suits, sooo～

Cater: And so, don'tcha think it'd be better for me to have some makeup that'll suit both me and the given suit?

Cater: That's why when I knew I got the diamond painted on, I started thinking of the cosmetics I had with me.

Cater: I got to thinkin' like how I could use a brown multi-makeup palette with it, or how it could match with my orange eye shadow…

Cater: I started trying to put together combinations of all my favorite makeups and it got me really excited～

Ruggie: Ah, I get that.

Ruggie: It's a great feelin' whenever you can use whatcha got on hand and not have to buy new stuff, huh! 'N I'm not just talkin' 'bout cosmetics.

Cater: Yeah, yeah. Also, we sometimes end up painting the suit some color other than red whenever we have events or special outfits, right?

Cater: I do borrow stuff from my other dormmates when I need it, but before I know it I find I've bought all sorts of cosmetics, y'know～

Cater: But hey, I get to play around with some cute and cool styles of makeup, so it's all worth it in the end…

Cater: Chattin' about it like this makes me realize just how happy I truly was to get the diamond suit picked for me.

Cater: And 'cause of how I have to always paint the suit on my face, I also got real good at applying eye makeup, too ♪

Cater: So when I think of it that way, I guess Heartslabyul was the best dorm to improve my cosmetic skills.

Ruggie: I'm someone who just throws things together based on whatever hand-me-downs and random stuff I get from others, so I don't really get it, but…

Ruggie: I definitely get the feel that you're enjoyin' yourself, so.

Cater: Ahaha. That prolly just means that Heartslabyul is the dorm that suits ya boi Cay-kun the best, I guess～

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Cater: Oh hey, this is… a painting of a princess and price from a certain country riding a magical carpet on a date.

Ruggie: Uhh, right, and the prince invited the princess out, right?

Cater: Yep, yep. They say that these two weren't actually officially dating yet, either.

Cater: But, man… Don'tcha think it's a little embarrassing for them to have their dating life passed down in stories like this?

Ruggie: Y-yeah, now that you put it that way, I guess it could be a little… or maybe very embarrassing.

Cater: Riiiight～!? And on top of that, their backdrop is the night sky. Looks to me like just another generic date plan.

Ruggie: Oho, if you're gonna say it like that… You mean you'd have done things differently, Cater-san?

Cater: I mean, a nighttime view of the sky's not a bad choice… But if it was me, I prolly woulda chosen a super popular touristy attraction. What about you, Ruggie-kun?

Ruggie: Hmm, probably any park that I can get in for free. Though, if they're payin', then I'll go anywhere. I'd always be down for an all-you-can-eat buffet!

Cater: YOU'RE DEFINITELY JUST THINKING ABOUT YOURSELF THERE, HUH!? Not romantic at all…

Cater: …Oh hey! Look, Ruggie-kun. Lookin' at the painting closer, you can see the magical carpet handing him a flower. What a cute scamp～

Cater: Oh, that reminds me. I once received a flower from someone in the crowd after the Pop Music Club finished a set at the school's culture festival.

Ruggie: Eh, you're kidding!?

Ruggie: If we're talkin' about a Pop Music Club performance, that includes all the chaotic stuff like Lilia-san's screamo and stage divin', right…?

Ruggie: You tellin' me after all that, you actually have fans, and one of them even gave you a flower?

Ruggie: …Heh. Cater-san, even if ya wanna try to rewrite your bad experiences, ya shouldn't lie like that.

Cater: Hey, wait, Ruggie-kun, don't look at me with pity in your eyes! It really happened!

Ruggie: Suuure, so did they ask for your deets?

Cater: Nah, they ran off as soon as they handed me the flower.

Ruggie: Seeee～ No way they just ran off without gettin' a phone number off ya, that'd be a waste of givin' you the flower.

Cater: But why would I even give them my… Ah! Ruggie-kun, I think you're misunderstanding something.

Cater: The kid who gave me the flower was about 4 or 5 years old. And it was just some cute flowers they picked in the wild, too ♪

Ruggie: Eh… 4 or 5 years old?

Ruggie: ―Pfft, ahahahaha! S-Seriously? Man, suddenly, now that's just way too cute of a story…

Cater: Oh come on, you don't need to laugh about it that much. You're the one who misinterpreted it in the first place.

Ruggie: It's your fault I got confused, Cater-san. Like, we were literally just talkin' about dates 'n stuff right before.

Ruggie: But I think I get someone at that age enjoyin' themselves regardless of the actual music goin' on.

Ruggie: Or maybe it was love at first sight? That's the kinda age where ya might see cases of puppy love. You stunner, you～

Cater: Who knows? Whatever it was that they thought or felt…

Cater: I'm just happy to know there are people out there that think I'm pretty swell ☆

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Cater: Oooh, I really like this painting of the King of Beasts～ He's so relaxed, it looks like we get to see him truly in his element.

Ruggie: Is he lounging on a rock? Amazin' that he can still look regal even when lazin' around.

Cater: Someone striking a cool pose makes a good painting, sure, but sometimes the natural look is pretty fresh, too.

Cater: It's got a pretty good style, without being too pretentious, if that makes sense…

Cater: And it super feels like if I snagged a pic of this moment and uploaded it to Magicam, it'd end up the top trending photo ever ☆

Ruggie: Oh yeah, speaking of, I saw that photo you uploaded just the other day got a ton of likes.

Ruggie: It just happened to come across my dash, so I don't really remember the context, but it was you with a cat in a pretty chic place.

Cater: Yay, you saw that!? Pretty sure that was when I snapped a pic with this one café's pet cat.

Cater: I like to visit café's, right. So on days off, I usually go and get lunch or drinks at places that catch my eye.

Ruggie: You go to a café whenever you get a day off!? That's gotta cost a ton!

Cater: Oh, no, it's not every day off! I'm just sayin' that I do it often, but there's days I just chill in my room, too.

Ruggie: Kinda feels like it'd be hard to pry you off your phone even on those kinda days, huh.

Cater: Ah, that obvious? Even if I'm just lounging in bed, you know I gotta check the 'cam ♪

Cater: I guess I also sometimes read whatever comic is currently popular, or play some games.

Ruggie: I wasn't expecting you to say you play games. Oh, is it like you have online friends you play with, or something?

Ruggie: There's a ton of co-op and pvp games out there, so.

Cater: Uhh, I don't really play those sorts of games.

Cater: Sometimes whenever I need to clear my head, I'll just play a puzzle game, or something that just has simple tasks.

Cater: One game that I've recently got into is one of those puzzles where objects fall down the screen…

Cater: And this one always has a lot of new characters, all cute and round and plush-lookin'.

Cater: I get a nice and fuzzy feeling just watching 'em go, so I don't really do good with the whole collecting items or raising my score, though.

Cater: Most of the time I'll end up falling asleep if I'm playing it while laying down and just wake up to terrible scores.

Ruggie: The fact that you're not houndin' for a high score, and just play for fun like that definitely sounds more like your speed.

Ruggie: Alllright, well, I've checked out all the art in this gallery, so I'm thinkin' of headin' to the next one. See ya, Cater-san. I'm off.

Cater: Okay, bye-bye, Ruggie-kun. Maybe I'll go check out the shop～ …Oh hey―

Cater: It's a painting showing that one story of the girl who fell adrift into the ocean, huh.

Cater: If I remember right, this girl drank some mystery drink and her whole body shrunk. Poor little thing.

Cater: She'd open her mouth before thinking and stick her neck into whatever she could… Seriously, what a meddling little girl～

Requested by @farfalla049.

#twisted wonderland #twst #cater diamond #ruggie diamond #twst cater #twst ruggie #twst translation #twst birthday #mention: lilia

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SECRETS 4 - PEDRI

last part 😭😭

lmk if you guys want more insta posts

mikkykiemeney

rain and anna 💖

tagged: annalewandowska

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yourinsta ❤️

mikkykiemeney missing you at the games ❤️

annalewadowska missing you lots!

frenkiedejong 😍

mikkykiemeney ❤️

user726 nah too sweet

user62 good game frenkie!!!

user1029 i love how we havent seen Y/n interact with anyone for about a year and then she comes back under mikkys post

user119 its too adorable

user910 maybe because theyre family

user8190 I'm just worried that her and pedri broke up

user5193 nah me too

user002 everything says that they broke up, move on dude

siramartinezc 😍❤️

mikkykiemeney ❤️

annalewandowska

babysitting with mikky ✅️

tagged: pedri, mikkykiemeney

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mikkykiemeney funniest babysitting of my life

annalewandowska i agree

user9710 you two are so prettyyyyy

user552 I love the fit ❤️

madridxx Hala Madriddd

user91022 shut the fuck up

user113 no need to spread hate dude.

user019 I was there too!!!!

user227 tell pedri to come back from injury

user813 might have to tell that y/n

user0122 true

user006 who are you guys babysitting?

user8103 ?

user729 am I the only one who noticed that she tagged pedri

barcel19 maybe just an accident

ynamor919 maybe its his 🤷🏼‍♀️

miamor6 yeah definitely

user772 FRR I NOTICED TOO

user729 i was like hold onnn.....

yourinsta

doesn't matter the loss, we stay blau grana.

Visca Barça

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pedri te amo hermosa ❤️

yourinsta Te amo por siempre

user628 awww

user910 thank god they're still together

user539 frrrrr

user819 comeback of the year

user667 FRR

user551 I'm so glad they didn't break up

joaofelix79 still see no blue hair y/n

yourinsta gah dahmn it's been a year

joaofelix79 i wont forget...

pedri me neither...

user445 you know after the clasico loss joao and pedri shouldn't be joking around but they are...

user601 you should rather focus on keeping pedri healthy

user0193 so rude for no reason..

user28 she isn't the one who got him injured dude

user729 shut the fuck up

yourinsta

proof that I'm alive

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mikkykiemeney 😍

yourinsta ❤️

user7628 okay but didnt she post those pictures before????

user810 omg youre right

user992 yeah like ages ago

frenkiedejong ❤️

yourinsta ❤️

user920 SHES BACK?????

user810 FINALLYYYY

user662 missed you babes

barcaupdates

Pedri and his girlfriend are reportedly still dating, after she dissapeared for almost a year and neither pedri nor pedris friends or family wanted to talk about her, it was clear that they broke up.

However today Y/n posted a picture of the stadium during the el clásico in which Barcelona suffered their first loss of the season against real madrid at home.

Fans immediately picked up on the idea of two of them still dating or rather dating again.

Two hours after she published the post Pedri left a comment, in which he said "te amo hermosa ❤️"

It's confirmed that they're still dating!

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user910 IM SO HAPPYYYY

marcel92 👏😍

barcaa1899 Pedri gets the hoessss

user829 stfu

user1193 shes not a hoe

user001 why does everyone love Y/n so much suddenly

user17 I was thinking the same...

user991 She's iconic

user019 okay but Pedri on that pic 😍

user911 girl youre too real

yourinsta

missed my loves ❤️

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pedri my two girls ❤️

yourinsta ❤️

user910 SORRY?

user719 DID I MISS A CHAPTER WHAT?

mikkykiemeney You ate with that fit

yourinsta HAHA thank youuu I had the best stylist @pedri

pedri what can I say

joaofelix79 why didn't you suggest blue hair

yourinsta please leave me alone

user917 HAHAHA

annalewandowska missed you during the games, I'm so glad youre back!! 😍❤️

yourinsta I missed you too!!! ❤️

pablogavi Great support I saw you cheering from the pitch

yourinsta I was cheering for pedri tho not for you

user729 Ate and left no crumbs.

pedri

getting ready... 😉

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yourinsta muy guapo ❤️

pedri gracias hermosa ❤️

joaofelix79 ou ou ou...

pablogavi 😍🤭

pedri gracias hermanito

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pedri

para siempre 👰‍♀️🤵‍♂️

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yourinsta para siempre ❤️

pedri ❤️

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yourinsta

post wedding...

now back to my old life 😍

tagged: pedri

liked by pedri, pablogavi and 2,802,001 others.

pedri ❤️ (pinned)

yourinsta ❤️

pablogavi wish you all the best!!!

yourinsta thank you ❤️

user820 nahh too sweet

user772 wait hold on what

ynamor AAAAA WHAT??

user627 ITS CONFIRMED

user192 I cant believe it

user628 IM SO GLAD Y/N HAS HER COMMENTS TURNED ON BECAUSE WHAT

user736 REAL

user991 NAH WHAT

user4155 MY JAW DROPPED

user662 wish you two all the best

user729 dont tell me she disappeared because she was pregnant...

user917 is everyone gonna ignore the thrid slide?????

user114 cuties

ynamor AAAA

user028 bro is still screaming

user916 dont tell me they have a kid.........

user1537 girl I'm in love with your dress

joaofelix79 wish you three all the best 😉

yourinsta thank you Joao ❤️

mikkykiemeney they grow up so fast... 😭❤️

yourinsta aww come on ❤️

frenkiedejong i swear you were just 5 yesterday

yourinsta crazy how time works 🤯🤯

fcbarcelona We wish you two all the best and much of luck! 👏❤️

ferrantorres Good luck you two ❤️

pedri thanks hermano 🤝🏻❤️

lamineyamal good luck 🤝🏻

yourinsta thank youu

pedri thanks mate

user701 i love how pedri turned british

user6927 FRRR

frenkiedejong might have to beat pedri up if he fucks up 😁

pedri i wont, promise

frenkiedejong hope so for you

user829 I've legit never seen frenkie mad

user227 fr he just seems so pure all the time

user881 WHAT A BABY??

user929 DONT TELL ME I'M THE ONLY ONE SO EXCITED

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rebirthgarments · 6 days

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Support Seraj at bit.ly/serajfund

I’m bringing a few updates on Seraj and his family!

First of all, we are raising Seraj’s campaign goal to $70,000 to reflect the continued need their family is in.

Life since fleeing Rah Fah has not been any easier or more affordable. Seraj’s family spends about $500 per day on bare necessities, such as gas, food, water, tent repair, and medicine. The commission rate on cash withdrawals is still around 16%, and food and water are crushingly expensive.

Additionally, Seraj is still full of hope that the border will reopen and he will be able to travel to Egypt. Whenever this is possible, he wants to set his family up for success and provision in his absence. In the weeks before his travel date arrived, Seraj had raised money for this exact goal. However, the family was forced to use these savings for their displacement from Rah Fah.

One of Seraj’s daily struggles is the internet. Because so many people fled Rah Fah to the middle areas of the Strip, Seraj has to walk hours to find enough bandwidth to communicate with us or post on Instagram. Frequently, he can’t even use his translation app until very early in the morning when most others are trying to sleep.

Despite all of these struggles, Seraj is determinedly eager to help others–always. He surprised us last week by deciding to do a 4th mutual aid project for his displaced neighbors! Seraj distributed 100 shekels to 18 people, 50 shekels to 35 people, and 20 shekels to 20 people. Again, he walked for hours to make this possible! Pal eh Stein ians teach life, and Seraj is such a good example of that poem by Rafeef Ziadah. His constant generosity and selflessness has been a teacher to all of us on his team. What an honor it is to know him!

you can see his updates and more photos of his Mutual Aid projects on his Instagram here!

Here's our plan:

1.⁠ ⁠Boost his family's finances for continued survival costs. Withdrawing cash, accessing water, and purchasing food are all outrageously expensive in Khan Yunis. 2.⁠ ⁠Save up for Seraj's evacuation to Egypt. As soon as the Rah Fah border reopens, Seraj is ready to leave Gah Zah. This is terribly bittersweet for him, but he is hopeful that the rumors of the crossing reopening soon will come true. Note--Seraj had previously raised money for this goal, but the border crossing and Rah Fah assault forced him to use those funds for their fourth forced displacement.

3.⁠ ⁠An even bigger mutual aid distribution project! Seraj will be working on the details while we progress towards the goal of $20,000.

If you can see this post, you have some sort of platform. Even if you're unable to give, sharing Seraj's fundraiser and asking friends to give $5 and pass the link along helps tremendously. Thank you all so much!

(To use the QR code, just screenshot this image and tap.)

Image description: A black background with bold yellow text and a yellow star in one corner. The text says "Seraj's New Goal: $20,000. 1: His family's survival. 2. Funds for his travel. 3. A bigger mutual aid distribution."

A black and white QR code sits on the left side over the link "bit.ly/serajfund "--both lead to his Goh Fuhnd Me.

Video Description: Seraj handing cash to kids in the displacement camps.

#fundraiser #gaza genocide #gaza #free gaza #mutual aid #on the ground mutual aid #palestinian led mutual aid #i personally vetted this fundraiser

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snickerdoodlles · 2 months

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emberfaye replied to your post "choose violence ask game except its just me complaining about fic tropes..."

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am going to do my absolute BEST not to ramble too much here, but okay so!! 4 Chay things that will have me back-flipping out of a fic at the speed of light:

babyfication of Chay

i just. ugh. ugh. he is not a baby. he's a 17-18yo guy who half-raised himself due to some shit circumstances and took care of himself entirely by himself for minimum several months. the only difference between him and an adult is that he's not making his own income. Porsche and Arthee doing their best to give Chay as much of a childhood as they can afford him still doesn't change the fact that Chay grew up young and fast just like the rest of this cast. if he acts uwu innocent baby i'm gone. if the author calls him an uwu baby in their notes i'm gone. ugh.

being weird about Chay's or Barcode's age, specifically in regards to sex

as above, i'm pretty shirty about people babying him in general, but fandom is plain weird about Chay having sex. esp him and Kim having sex. 1. their age gap is not that big, and their circumstances have left them on pretty equal footing re the growing up too fast thing. 2. please assess why you think 18 fixes whatever your concerns are with 17yos having sex. 3. teens have sex. dunno what tf was happening with the rest of you but i knew kids even young as junior high who were already fucking. sure, i thought they were fucking idiots for it, but my concerns about people having sex young are rooted in the fact that sex is an inherently very vulnerable act and that's a lot to put yourself thru emotionally during the age range when everything's a wild emotional cocktail. but like. teens still do it. teens are gonna experiment with adult things and sometimes that means experimenting with sex. i personally might not think it's a good idea, but something not being a good idea doesn't inherently make it a bad one either. please stop being weird about it thanks.

calling Chay "bambi"

i just really don't like it. part of it's related to the babyfication thing, but mostly it's just one of those silly things my brain went nOPE on and oh well. back click. 😂

mischaracterizing Chay's anger

so like. this one is tricky because a lot of it comes down to personal interpretation of canon, but also like. a lot of my mischaracterization gripes involves people writing tropes or drama anger instead of Chay's anger, so. yeah. 😂 a lot of people default to writing explosive anger because it's easier to write, but in canon Chay is just. so completely not explosive. and it's not because he's bottling up anger (which!! even if he was, suddenly exploding due to pressure isn't a good thing, gah).

a lot of Chay's personality stems from Needing To Be Okay. a lot of Chay's personal motivations are trying to help Porsche with his burdens and when Porsche won't let him take on extra responsibilities, Chay does what he can to not add to Porsche's plate. and part of not being a burden is quietly dealing with his anger and resentments on his own time. (another factor playing into that is Porsche and Chay really only have each other-- Porsche deals with his anger very quietly too, and it's very characteristic of how they really don't want to hurt each other because they don't have many other people they care about, so they remove themselves from tense/bad situations best they can to reflect on their anger and return to talk about it after they've calmed down.)

Chay is fierce in his anger, but he withdraws when he's pissed and he always tries to talk it out with the intention of achieving clarity. and if i don't feel like a story's going to handle Chay's resentment/anger in a way that feels true to how it was shown in canon (there's a few litmus tests but mostly i'm going by vibes), i just click out because i already know any plot conflict won't feel fully or properly resolved to me in the end :/

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*personal opinion, I'm not going to be mean

#laughing at myself a bit because i definitely overthought this one #but it was fun lol #<33 #kinnporsche #tea asks #<- btws friends please lmk if i need to change that tag into something more specific/easier to block???

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No Room to Breathe~ Ellis Twilight

Chapter 2

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

No Warnings for this part, but it does become NSFW in later parts, so MDNI

Part 1 | Part 2 | Premium End | Epilogue

(Huh? Are we being watched?)

Ellis: “Something on your mind?”

Kate: “Yes….I feel like the people around us are afraid.”

Ellis: “Jude and I often come to places like this, maybe they remember that.”

Ellis: “A vicious debt collector and his henchman.”

Kate: “I see. That’s reassuring…. I guess?”

--Mansion Main Hall

A few people are alarmed at our presence as we step into the hall.

(…so we’re supposed to find a man with grey hair amongst all of these people.)

Ellis: “There are more people than I expected, I can’t find him…”

Kate: “That’s right. But, he should remember your face, right Ellis?”

Ellis: “Yeah, I was at Jude’s side.”

Kate: “In that case, he should try to run away if he notices you.”

Kate: “He’ll realize in an instant that you’re here to collect.”

Ellis: “I think so…. Do you have any ideas?”

Kate: “There’s only one exit to this hall, right? It would be too noticeable to go in and out of the window.”

Ellis: “…Ah, I see.”

Ellis: “The criminal will notice me, and then try to run away?”

Kate: “Yes! So, we don’t have to look at each person one by one, we just need to get him to notice us…”

Ellis: “Kate, you are a genius.”

I felt giddy because Ellis praised me so freely.

Ellis: “Well then, I’ll have to let him find me over there.”

Ellis: “…I guess there’s one way then. Kate, this way.”

Ellis quietly whispers to the pianist seated in front of the grand piano in the large hall.

The, the pianist smiled and began to play a beautiful tune.

(I see! If we stand out dancing, he might be able to notice.)

(But….I can’t dance….)

Kate: “Um…Ellis”

Ellis: “Kate, I haven’t done much dancing.”

Kate: “Eh?”

Ellis: “Besides, you are a young lady and I am your servant. I’m not good enough as a dance partner, but…”

Ellis: “Will you dance with me?”

My heart warms when I see the hand he holds out to me, as though understanding my concerns.

(…I’m glad.)

Kate: “Yes, of course! If it’s alright with you.”

Ellis: “…Yay.”

Ellis: “Well then… please give me your hand, my princess.”

Taking my hand, Ellis escorts me out to the center of the hall.

Ellis: “…it’s okay. Leave your body to me.”

Although he said he hadn’t done much dancing, Ellis is a very good escort.

(Amazing. It must be thanks to Ellis’s exceptional physical abilities…)

Lady in a red dress: “…Look at those two over there. Fufu, they’re adorable.”

Lady in a frilly dress: “True. Just looking at them makes me happy.”

Ellis: “Kate, everyone is looking at you.”

Kate: “Tch, that’s not true.”

Ellis: “I knew you would say that.”

Ellis: “Maybe everyone is gossiping. That young lady must be blind to have a servant as her dance partner.”

I couldn’t help but smile as Ellis chuckled.

Kate: “Then I’ll tell him you’re the one who’s blind.”

Ellis: “Fufu…”

Ellis: “This is the first time I’ve had so much fun at work.”

Kate: “Me too. I’m having a lot of fun too.”

I feel like my heart has turned into fluffy cotton candy, I’m having so much fun.

Ellis: “That’s right. I forgot to tell you.”

Kate: “…?”

Ellis: “…You look so sexy tonight.”

When he whispers in my ear, my heart skips a beat,

I then saw Ellis’s gaze turned toward the door.

Kate/ Ellis: “Ah…”

(The grey-haired man!)

Kate: “Ellis, the man who’s about to leave—”

Ellis: “Yes, that’s tonight’s target…Follow me, Kate.”

Kate: “Okay!”

--Mansion Corridor

As we passed through the large hall and entered the corridor, I could see the back of the man running away.

Grey-haired man: “…Gah!?”

The man looks back for a moment, sees us chasing him, and throws a vase of flowers from the corridor at us.

Ellis: “Kate…watch out.”

Pulling me gently against his side, Ellis effortlessly avoids the flying vase.

Kate: “Thank you, Ellis.”

Ellis: “You’re welcome…. Let’s keep chasing him.”

Kate: “Eh, wha…!”

Ellis picks me up and increases his speed.

The distance between us and the man is growing shorter and shorter--.

Kate: “Tch, I’ve got you!”

Grey-haired man: “Ku…rgh, get off me!”

Ellis and I look at him as he tries to shake us off and run away.

And then—.

Grey-haired man: “Guh!?”

The handcuffs holding Ellis and me together tightened around the man’s neck.

Ellis chuckled when he saw the fainted man.

Ellis: “Kate, we’re in perfect sync.”

--City Street

After tying up the man and carrying him to the warehouse specified by Jude, we walk down the road to the castle.

Kate: “Hmm, I’m glad it ended safely.”

Ellis: “Yeah. I’ll have to tell Jude about how brave you were, Kate.”

Kate: “Well, that’s a little embarrassing, so we’ll keep it a secret.”

My heart is filled with a sense of accomplishment from working with Ellis.

Kate: “I think I’ll sleep well tonight.”

Ellis: “Is that true?”

Kate: “Eh?”

Ellis: “Even though you’re sleeping with me tonight?”

Kate: “Ah….”

Ellis’s little finger twines with mine and squeezes lightly.

Ellis: “Sleep with me, Kate.”

Ellis: “I’ll make you happy until you fall asleep.”

--Crown Castle exterior

After a sleepless night from a pounding heart,

Victor had finally returned to the castle

--Crown Common Room

Victor: “I’m back, my cute Kate and cursed ones!”

Victor told us,

The master locksmith’s grandfather had injured his back and so he wasn’t able to come back with him.

Victor: “But don’t worry. Victor here has been running around and finding a tool that can cut anything.”

Victor: “Sorry to have inconvenienced you Kate, Ellis.”

Kate: “No, it wasn’t that inconvenient…”

After saying that, I’m shocked.

(Rather than being inconvenienced, I enjoyed myself the whole time I was connected to Ellis.)

The handcuffs connecting me and Ellis will be severed from now on.

The moment I thought that, my chest tightened.

Ellis: “…Kate, are you sad to be away from me?”

Part 1 | Part 2 | Premium End | Epilogue

#ikemen villains #ikevil #ikemen villains translation #ikevil translation #ellis twilight #ikevil ellis #ikevil ellis twilight #ikemen villains ellis #ikemen villains ellis twilight

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according2thelore · 3 months

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omg that endverse ficlet is so good!! there's something about the idea of lucifer seeing himself as in competition with dean over sam. considering Swan Song - it's kinda true.

oh thank you!!

i find any interaction between dean and lucifer very interesting--but especially the endverse conversation--because their implicit struggle is all about who owns sam.

sam exists in a fun hazy in-between area of Other Person and Self for both dean and lucifer. sam is necessary. sam is Part of Me. sam is, almost, Me.

for lucifer, in a much more literal sense, as sam is lucifer's fated vessel. but for dean, because so much of dean's identity is sam. dean's main goal is to look out for sam. he finds a lot of his joy through the idea of family, and a lot of his joy stems from sam, specifically. dean is his most authentic self when interacting with sam.

lucifer has dominion over sam's body, but dean has dominion over sam's soul, in a sense. sam loses his identity (and his love for dean, a defining fact that implies him to be Other) when he's without a soul. they're soul-mates. one split in two. special cases.

sam is an idea, and he's a person, and he's a soul, and he's a body, and he belongs to someone.

the show kind of tells us that sam can't belong to himself because he's not very "good" at it. he trusts the wrong people. he lures and imprisons an innocent woman specifically to kill her. he doesn't pick up a kidnapped high schooler's increasingly frantic calls. he has to be owned, to be cared for, to be good. even soulless sam is only "good" when he has dean to guide him in a moral direction.

anyway! it really makes me think, because lucifer already comes with an incredible sense of entitlement, but also because sam (almost canonically? can it be argued?) that he was made to belong to two different people. in a physical, concrete sense: lucifer. he is a shell for lucifer to crawl into.

in a more abstract, complete sense: dean. he was made--cosmically--to be dean's other half, his foil in the battle for good and evil, and he needs dean to be "good," which is a constant internal struggle for his character.

in swan song, it's literally The Battle For Sam. lucifer has dominion over sam's body, but dean has dominion/guardianship his soul, and it's his soul that wins! his soul is always more powerful! and lucifer doesn't expect that, first because he underestimates humanity as a whole but second, he underestimates sam, and his soul's capacity to love and to be loved!

GAH! i have so many feelings/thoughts about how the show portrays sam as something to be had (or at the very least, monitored? guarded? protected?), and especially over how that conflicts/contrasts with his desires and motives.

anyway. you didn't ask for that! i'm sorry. but i'm glad you liked the little ficlet i wrote for the other post!!!! thank you, anon! mwah! <3

-lizzy

#ask box #lizzy answers #spn meta #lizzy writes #kinda #anon <3

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tip-top-cloud-surfer · 1 year

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A Walk Down Memory Lane - Coyote

Pairing: Javy "Coyote" Machado / Bradshaw! Fem! OC | Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: Bradshaw! Reader w/ a callsign (Tweety), no other descriptors, suggestive references, Third Person POV

This work, all of my other works, and my entire blog are 18+ Only.

Summary: Rooster and Tweety Bradshaw look through their mom’s belongings as Tweety’s wedding to Coyote approaches.

A.N. This was purely born out of a terrible joke. Since Tweety (Bird) and (Wile E.) Coyote are both Looney Tunes characters. And Tweety is a bird, so it's a Bradshaw callsign, obviously.

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I'll just escort myself out.

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“Turn right here,” Tweety told Coyote, pointing at the upcoming intersection.

Coyote followed her directions and headed down the road to the storage unit facility. After their mom passed, Tweety and Rooster rented out a unit for the stuff from their childhood home. Over the years, Tweety and Rooster cleaned it out bit by bit, but there was still quite a mess left. And now that they were both putting down more permanent roots, it was time to finally clean it all out.

“Are you ready for this?” Coyote asked Tweety, who nodded in return.

“Yeah. It’s time,” she replied, staring straight ahead. Smiling over at her fiancé, she grabbed his hand and squeezed it. “Thank you for coming with me.”

“Of course,” Coyote replied, pressing a kiss to the back of her hand. “You let me know if you need a moment or anything.”

“I will,” Tweety promised him.

She directed Coyote over to their specific storage unit. Coyote backed up his truck, placing his hand on the back of Tweety’s seat to see better, before putting the truck in park. They got out of Coyote’s truck and Tweety pulled out her keys to the unit. With a quick flick of her wrist, Tweety unlocked the door and they pushed it up together.

There were several stacks of cardboard boxes and miscellaneous furniture scattered around the storage unit. A bunch of clutter blocked the manmade aisles between the boxes, but it honestly was not as bad as Tweety or Coyote was expecting it to be.

“Did you want to wait for Rooster and Mav?” Coyote asked, turning to his fiancée.

“No, I’m sure that they’ll be here soon.”

And true to Tweety’s word, as she and Coyote started to pull out some of the cardboard boxes, Bradley pulled up in the Bronco. Rooster hopped out of his car and strutted over, still dressed like he was walking out of the ‘80s.

“Where’s Mav?” Tweety asked, putting down another cardboard box.

“He should be right behind me with the trailer,” Rooster stated, gesturing behind him. “Did you find anything good?”

“We just started,” Coyote stated, opening the box that he carried out. “This looks like a bunch of old records and everything.”

“Is the record player in there too?” Rooster asked, stepping up beside Coyote.

“Even if it isn’t, you can just find one online,” Tweety reasoned, pulling out a record.

The sound of a rattling trailer caused Rooster, Tweety, and Coyote to pick their heads up. Maverick waved to them through the window before parking beside the Bronco with his trailer facing the storage unit. Maverick slid out of his car and walked around.

“What do you have there?” Maverick asked, walking over to them.

“Some of Dad’s old records,” Tweety replied, holding out the record that she grabbed from the pile.

Maverick took the record from Tweety and let out a humorous noise to himself. Tweety and Rooster shared a confused look while Coyote handed Tweety some more of the records in the box.

“What?” Tweety asked her godfather.

“I’m pretty sure that this was your parent’s go-to album,” Maverick explained, causing Rooster to frown with confusion.

“What do you mean?”

“Their. . . you know,” Maverick trailed off, gesturing in a way that made Rooster and Tweety go green.

“Gah!”

“What the fuck, Mav!?”

“Please stop talking!”

“Burn that!”

“What songs are on that?” Coyote joked, leaning over to look at it.

“Javy, no!” Tweety yelled, pulling her fiancé away from the cursed record.

“What? It doesn’t hurt to know.”

“We already have a playlist. I’m not adding any of my parents’ sex songs to our playlist,” Tweety replied, causing Rooster to gag.

“Oh, my fucking—can you all just shut up!?”

“I’ll just set this aside,” Maverick chuckled, placing it back in the box.

“That whole box is contaminated now. One of you can take it,” Tweety stated, shaking her head.

After unpacking some more emotional trauma from finding their parents’ old sex song record, Tweety and Rooster started sorting through the contents of the unit with Coyote and Maverick’s help. The two Bradshaw siblings took what they wanted and whatever they didn’t want, Maverick set aside in a pile to take to a second-hand store or the dump.

“Hey, I found Mom’s wedding dress,” Rooster called from the back of the storage unit.

“Can you bring it out?”

Rooster set the slightly weathered rectangular box on the ground. Tweety kneeled down and cut through the tape wrapped around it. Sifting through the plastic, Tweety pulled out her mom’s wedding dress for all of them to see.

Though time had yellowed the fabric, the lace patterns of the bodice were still quite pristine given the circumstances. And maybe with a little treatment, Tweety would be able to salvage some of it for her own wedding dress.

“Are you thinking of wearing it for your wedding?” Maverick asked, stopping beside Tweety.

“I won’t be seven months pregnant at my wedding, so I don’t think that’ll work,” Tweety replied with a small smile. She pulled out the front of the dress to show the extra fabric. “See how much space Bradley’s fat head took up.”

“Very funny,” Rooster scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Did you happen to see the box with her veil and everything back there? I can’t wear her dress, but I was hoping to salvage the veil,” Tweety requested from her brother.

“Let me look again.”

Rooster shuffled a few more boxes around before pulling out a smaller one from the stack. Together, the Bradshaw siblings shifted through the box. After a quick search, Tweety pulled out Carole’s veil, which was preserved in a thin cardboard box.

“Should I see this?” Coyote asked Tweety, who shrugged in response.

“It’s up to you. I already bought the dress, so that’s still a surprise,” she replied, sharing a smile with Coyote. “But if you want to wait until our wedding day, I understand.”

“I’ll just do some sorting over there. Let me know when you’re done,” Coyote decided after a moment.

He pressed a kiss to the side of her head and stood up, busying himself so that he was fully surprised on their wedding day. Tweety waited until Coyote was a few steps away with his back to her before pulling out her mom’s veil.

Tweety was relieved to find that her mom’s veil was still intact. It was a little yellowed, just like her dress was, and there were a few tears and runs here or there. But with a little bit of delicate bleaching and a few minor repairs, it would be perfect for her wedding.

“That’ll be beautiful on you, sweetheart,” Maverick assured Tweety, who tried to not tear up herself.

“I know. It even matches my dress,” she replied, running her thumb over the lace.

“Well, now I’m glad that I didn’t see it,” Coyote called, causing Tweety to smile over at him.

“You got a lacy dress?” Rooster commented, looking down at the veil.

“I’m not going to say,” Tweety stated, glancing over at her fiancé. “You were invited, Brad Brad, but you chose not to come.”

“You insult my fashion sense every other week. Why would you want my opinion?”

“Hey,” Tweety snipped, pointing a finger at her brother. “I insult your fashion sense every week, not every other week.” Grinning to herself, Tweety packed away her mom’s veil. “And besides, I wanted you to come to take pictures of Maverick’s reactions.”

“Is it true that you cried?” Coyote called to Maverick from inside the storage unit.

“A little bit,” Maverick admitted, waving his hand to the side.

“A lot,” Tweety corrected Maverick before putting away her mom’s veil in Coyote’s truck. “Javy, honey, it’s put away.”

Coyote walked out of the storage unit with some more boxes to sort through. But when he stepped beside Rooster, he lowered his voice.

“Phoenix sent me the video of Maverick crying,” Coyote whispered to Rooster, like he was trading government secrets.

“Can you send it to me?” Rooster immediately asked him.

“‘Course.”

They finished sorting through the storage unit and started to pack up for the day. And once everything was swept up and tied down, it was time to say goodbye.

“Well, I guess that’s the end of an era,” Tweety sighed, staring up at the storage unit.

“Think of it as a start to a new one,” Maverick stated wisely, standing between the two Bradshaw kids with Coyote standing on Tweety’s other side. “I mean, you’re getting married in a few months, Tweety. And Rooster is . . .” Tweety tried to hide a giggle as Rooster turned to Maverick with a lightly annoyed expression. “. . . leasing a new apartment on his own and—”

“—Really, Mav?” Rooster interjected, very much offended.

Tweety let out a laugh and leaned against an amused Coyote as Maverick fumbled for a recovery on that verbal disaster. Coyote pressed a kiss to the top of Tweety’s head and grabbed her hand.

“Are you okay?” he asked her, just checking in.

“Yeah, I’m good,” she assured him, smiling brightly. “Thank you for coming with me.”

“Anytime,” Coyote replied softly. “I can’t wait to see you in that veil.”

“Just the veil?” Tweety quipped, resting her chin on his shoulder.

“Maybe after the wedding,” Coyote stated, causing Tweety to grin.

“We can still hear you!” Rooster announced loudly, ruining their moment.

#top gun: maverick #top gun maverick #coyote top gun #coyote x reader #javy coyote machado x reader #javy machado #javy machado x reader #javy coyote machado #top gun fanfiction #tgm fanfiction #bradshaw reader #bradley rooster bradshaw #pete maverick mitchell

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5 and 8 for Jason, and 19 and 21 for Tim?

Hello laufire :D I've seen you around in my notes a fair few times, thank you for the ask!

Jason first bc I am predictable 😌

5. First song that comes to mind for this character?

Dana Dan by Bloodywood! I had it as his theme song long before I started headcanoning him as religiously Hindu and the music video feels all the more appropriate now that I do!

youtube

There are a LOT of runners up, sixteen in specific I could name off the top of my head bc I made a whole character playlist for him and I listen to it every time I drive (burned CD in my car :3)

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

Hoo boy, that competition is FIERCE lol I try my best not to talk about it in terms of complaints though. That's just not the energy I wanna have most of the time. That being said, since you asked for some salt ye shall receive hehehe!

I think the through line of the most annoying stuff is that people will point at something Jason did in his villain era and twist it wildly out of proportion into something unequivocally EVIL and then everyone else will (incorrectly imo!!!) claim that it's out of character and due to writers that hated him and we should throw it out.

The worst example of this by far is his fight with Mia Dearden

First of all, it was written by JUDD FUCKING WINICK so yeah this was not a matter of an unfavorable writer!! Second of all, I think it's a goddamned masterpiece of a comic, and THE successor to UtRH

So like you have the second Robin, born into grinding poverty, having to commit crime to survive, joining up with a vigilante mentor, and killing someone for the greater good, and then being utterly destroyed... and then you have the second Speedy, born into grinding poverty, having to commit crime to survive, joining up with a vigilante mentor, and killing someone for the greater good, and then growing from that to become a fully fledged hero in her own right! So similar and yet their paths have been so different with Mia healing and becoming even stronger and Jason having been isolated and pushed to villainous extremes.

Then during that confrontation each of them know about the other through hearsay and research, but have never met before. Each make their own assumptions and then prove that they are more than what was assumed of them! Jason makes a deeply flawed but earnest attempt to try and connect with Mia and she rejects it because she has the support he never did and therefore has already long ago grown passed what has destroyed and consumed him!!

And some people REDUCE their fight to just "evil scawy Jason trying to hurt poor widdwe Mia"???????????????????????????? Might I challenge those responsible to a duel of paintball rifles at dawn?!?!?!?

Kinda the entire fucking point of an antagonist is to let the complexities and nuances of the characters shine, and that's doubly true of antagonists that used to be protagonists! Mia and Jason are such amazing narrative foils for each other, and tbh, Jason himself is an extremely good foil in general! On top of that the Arrows have long been foils of the Bats, so Bruce and Ollie also foil each other in the background brilliantly as Jason runs rings around them both!!!!

I would need to start pulling up pictures of comic pages and write a full length essay to get into proper depth with it (And I do intend to eventually!!) but the way they each interact with that fight and with their own histories going into it is great for both characters and it's just... gah... basically my favorite comic ever and it's stuck in this meaningless tug of war over "characterization" from two sides who both mostly haven't read the damned thing, let alone properly dug into the analysis of why Jason did any of that or what it might mean to Mia beyond just being unpleasant...

I would KILL to get DC to let me write a Mia and Jason comic. There's so much fun shit that they could do together, no matter if they were allied or enemies, I'm gonna have to write it as fanfiction tbh, but the fact that Green Arrow (2001) #69 - #72 is completely ignored until someone wants to use it as flat proof of 'Jason bad and ur bad for liking him' is just...

Le sigh...

Anyway what the fuck was I doing? Answering an ask lol??

Okay here we go: Timmy Time!

19. A relationship in canon that you don't like?

Its gotta be Steph simply due to how badly it was mishandled. As usual with female characters, I feel like Steph's nuance and strength as a character was in direct conflict with how the authors implemented her narrative role as a love interest. The fact that Tim was flat out casually misogynistic to her for her whole introduction and it wasn't treated properly as a flaw is a deal-breaker for me. The amount of Steph's Wikipedia biography that's Tim's love life makes me want to commit arson. The ship itself in isolation from much of the canon may have potential, and the canon material itself isn't all bad by any means, but to me the relationship still feels like a net loss.

21. I do indeed write, uh, a considerable amount of fanfiction about this dude, so: What's your favorite thing to do in fics when it comes to this character? Something that you don't like?

I like making him more unhinged. Or rather, I interpret his early actions as having been spectacularly unhinged, and like to imagine he kept that energy up into later years. I'm so not interested in Tim being a well adjusted person tbh I want him in my wonderful little Freak 4 Freak ship being spectacularly messed up and incredibly weird with nonsensical ideas about how boundaries work

For what I don't like... Hmmmm, this one's a little hard to answer because most of that falls into the neutral category of stuff I have no interest in writing at all, and so I just don't lol

I suppose I don't like to do apologies, though I have written one. I like to get down into the messy depths of sympathy and resentment by having him talk about those conflicts with the allies that have hurt him. However, I think the direct contrition and simplicity of apologies has less and less appeal to me the more I develop as a writer. Apologies retroactively cement an idea of fault and blame. I think there's more room for exploration in having the characters talk through all of the components of the issue without ever having that particular kind of confrontation.

Thank you very much again for the ask!!! I hope this was a fun read :3

#jason todd #tim drake #damian's tomfoolery

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I cannot stress enough how much everyone should watch Starkid’s A VHS Christmas Carol if you haven’t seen it yet. It’s pretty short, only about 45 minutes, and it’s truly one of the best adaptations of A Christmas Carol that I’ve ever seen.

No, seriously. I think it has even surpassed The Muppets Christmas Carol for me. That has been my favorite Christmas movie since I was a child. My mom and sister and I used to watch it every Christmas Eve. I still love it dearly and it is an amazing adaptation that I’ll defend to my death, but you guys. You guys. A VHS Christmas Carol is just THAT GOOD.

It’s done in the style of 80s music/videos, which is delightful. It’s an opera, so it’s all sung through, which I love. And it’s so good!

Let me enumerate the ways. Spoilers to follow. (Can you spoil A Christmas Carol? Once a story becomes public domain does that exempt it from spoiling? Idk, lol. Spoilers for the show, anyway. Also for Avatar: The Last Airbender. …I promise there’s a path.)

1) Bah Humbug! - Song number one and it goes hard right from the start. It is everything an opening number should be. Dynamic, sets the tone, and an incredible fucking bop. The interactions between Scrooge and Fred and Scrooge and Bob are done so well, too. You so quickly get a sense of their characters. Obviously we know their characters because this is a story that has been told many a time before, but it does it so well that you would immediately get them even if you were an alien who had never in your existence been exposed to A Christmas Carol in any capacity. That’s impressive to me. It’s not relying on the familiarity of the story to do its character work.

2) 3 Spirits - I love the tone of this song. This is a Marley with true regret and pain who is absolutely pleading with Scrooge to take the chance he’s being given. It’s less “scared straight” and more, “I need you to understand this like you’ve never understood anything before.” Marley becomes a character in his own right as opposed to merely a backdrop for Scrooge to react to. That’s a theme with this adaptation. Characters who are pretty flat in a lot of adaptations seem so much more like real people in this one. Also, whoever decided to cast Meredith as Marley here is a fucking genius. She’s so goddamn talented and she really shines here. The emotion, the weight. Gah. Beautiful. The interplay between Marley and Scrooge is incredible as well; these are two insanely talented performers breathing a new life into tried and true characters, and you really feel the relationship between them.

3) I’m The Ghost - Christmas Past is so pointed and snarky and incredible, making Scrooge come to certain realizations. “Huh, little boy left all alone. Oh, your sister died so young. Didn’t she have a son though? Why are the employees so happy, this party didn’t cost much? Thinking of something? Okay, last stop, buckle up, it’s all your own doing.” I love it so much.

4) That Scrooge - You guys. You guys. They’ve done what I assumed was impossible. They’ve done what even the Muppets couldn’t. It’s a Scrooge-Belle breakup song that isn’t the most unbelievably boring and bland thing you’ve ever heard in your life. Belle is a fucking person! She has a personality! She’s very clearly stating her case, that he’s changed and she doesn’t like it and does he have anything to say? No? Okay, bye! THE EMOTION IN THIS SONG. Scrooge starts singing not just with her but to her! All the things he didn’t say before! And then he starts singing angrily about/at his past!self for being an idiot! You actually FEEL THINGS about this relationship. It was a deep love and losing it super fucked him up! I have never before seen Belle/Scrooge done as well as this one (1) song handles it.

5) Christmas Electricity - Get ready to have this song stuck in your head for ten thousand years. This song is, I believe, the standard classical definition of “a fuckin’ bop.” It’s so high energy and exciting, you really can understand how Scrooge gets so caught up in it himself. You also see more of Fred in this song and, again, he’s a person! He has specific motivations for why he keeps reaching out to Scrooge. Corey’s Fred is hands down one of the best performances of this character full stop. He took what is usually a bit, side character and made him a full human with understandable thoughts and feelings. They gave the Fred-Scrooge relationship such incredible emotional weight because of it. I think that’s one of my favorite aspects of this adaptation.

6) Priceless - Here we see the Cratchits enjoying their Christmas with an incredibly sweet song about having little but feeling like they have a lot. I really like the way this song feels a bit cheesy (goes with the whole 80s vibe) but they also feel like a real family with some silliness and some sweetness and Bob’s wife having very strong opinions about Scrooge that he’s too polite for. Also “listen to this key change out of the bridge” goddamn just show off constantly how freaking talented this entire cast is, why don’t you.

7) The Final Ghost - I probably have too much to say about this song. It’s my favorite, which considering this entire show is pitch fucking perfect, is really saying a lot. Dylan Saunders is truly one of the most talented performers I’ve ever seen, and his Scrooge is so, so good. It really shines through here. His interactions with Christmas Future show him mirroring Bob from earlier (he has a line that’s almost an exact quote of a line from Bob in Bah Humbug!), correcting himself, and trying to be respectful/humble. Subtle displays of emotional growth even before he gets to the truly scary parts. The song is of course a darker tone, as is correct for this part of the narrative, perfectly setting up the finale song. We get Scrooge overhearing about a funeral no one cares about, the same man being robbed after death, and this death bringing actual happiness to people. Throughout it all so far Christmas Future only speaks in a wordless melody, as is apt. Scrooge asks for tenderness connected to death and is shown the Cratchits mourning Tiny Tim, which breaks him, and he asks who the dead man was from earlier. Still wordless, Christmas Future leads him to a cemetery, and that wordless melody perfectly transforms into an eerie, ethereal, “Ebenezer Scrooge.” The fucking amount of sheer EMOTION Dylan packs into Scrooge pleading for his soul, that he is changed, and the final bit of narration… fuck, you guys, it’s so good. I love all of the “scene” parts of this song so much. It all builds so perfectly.

7a) The narrator. - This isn’t a specific song, I just want to call out how excellent the narrator is through the whole show and how perfectly the narration ties the whole show together. It’s one of those things where it goes unnoticed because it’s so perfect, but if it were bad you would definitely notice. You need it to be there and understated or a lot a falls apart, but it can be such hard balance to strike. This show nails it.

8) Christmas Day - The finale! And what a finale it is! The energy is a perfect contrast to the song before it as Scrooge delights in being alive and having time to make things right. His joy is palpable as he goes about his day, buying Bob a huge turkey, making an incredible donation to the charity he blew off the day before, and showing up at Fred’s. Guys. This scene. Especially when I watch the live, but even sometimes just via the soundtrack, this scene just fucking perfectly, beautifully guts me. You know how in Avatar: The Last Airbender, Zuko has to go on his whole narrative arc to eventually join the right side, and along the way sort of betrays his Uncle Iroh, aka the only good father figure he’s ever had, because he’s a traumatized teenager, and eventually he meets back up with him and starts stumbling out an apology and Iroh just sweeps him up in a hug without a word, and you sob because it’s perfect? That is the energy present in this, what, 15-second scene, just this incredible emotional buildup and payoff accomplished in a scant 45-minute runtime. It’s truly wondrous. The finale, as all true finales should, calls back musically to previous character beats, and ends on the perfect bookend to the opening number. It’s just so, so immensely satisfying.

Tl;dr - this musical has made me feel more Christmas-y than I have in a long, long time, and I have listened to little else in terms of music since I watched it two weeks ago. (It was literally the only music I had listened to since then until right now, and that’s only because I’m in a van on a road trip to my sister-in-law’s for Christmas. While I would have been perfectly content to listen to this soundtrack on repeat for the entire 8-hour drive, I also recognize that the four other people in this van do not have my particular flavor of hyperfixated ADHD brain and probably would not appreciate that, heh. Thus I played it once and then other music. Compromise!)

But yes. Seriously. It’s so good. Gah. Go watch it!

#a vhs christmas carol #starkid #i have so many feelings #I JUST LOVE IT SO MUCH #what no this album isn’t the only music i’ve listened to in like 10 days or anything #i uh have only listened to it a completely normal amount of times #*eyes shift nervously*#team starkid #avhscc #vhscc #vhs christmas carol #musicals

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