#yes that’s Curt Mega in one photo

[spiraling-voids]

I was able to see this the other day and was so amazed by it

(Get the digital ticket, it’s worth it)

[the-scouts-codex]

Summary: “A Housewarden meeting?” Renmu repeats. “Yes, a Housewarden meeting. Normally Housewardens are elected by previous Housewardens and or by challenging one for the position.” The Headmage explained, “Since Ramshackle is still considered a dorm, and You and Grim have taken residence in it, this makes you Housewarden of Ramshackle. Therefore, you now attend Housewarden meetings.”

Scout's Notes: This fic is 11,333 words. Yes, that is a lot of words lol. So I will be posting my work in parts. This is part two.

Part one is found here.

This fic is also found on A03 here. Thescoutscodex

Renmu quickly rushed to the Hall of Mirrors. He didn’t want to be late for the party. He would rather be early than late. It was his party after all. Renmu looked for the Mirror that resembled the sea. It was the third Mirror in the room. Renmu took a breath before hopping through it. He was still afraid of going through the Mirrors. It made him uncomfortable. Once the magic effects wore off, Renmu was met with the one most beautiful sight he has ever seen. The dorm was halfway submerged underwater. The building was made from rock and coral. Shells, clams, and coral decorated the outside parts of the dorm. A giant stone tentacle was wrapped around one of the towers of the building. The dorm's insignia was hung at the tip of the tentacle. “It’s beautiful isn’t it.” Renmu turned around surprised. It was Cater. He was snapping a few pictures of the dorm and the surrounding ocean. “It is.” Renmu mumbled. Cater smiled at Renmu. “Let’s go inside. Riddle will have everyone's heads if we aren’t there in a timely fashion.” Cater led the way for Renmu. They walked up the stone stepped pathway up to the entrance of the dorm. “You smell yummy, what do you have on, hon?” Cater asked, sniffing Renmu. Renmu flushed red. “It’s cologne. It’s “The Alluring Rose” by the Poison Apple company or something like that.” “Eh!?” Cater yelled. “That stuff is mega expensive and hard to get! They say that each person smells it differently on the holder's skin.” “Oh, so what did you smell?” Renmu asked.

Cater hums in thought. He grabs Renmu and sniffs his throat. Renmu tenses instantly and crumples on himself. “Roses, sage and Sandalwood.” Cater says with a smirk. “Where did you even get a bottle of that?” “It was a gift from Sam.” “Aww that’s sweet of him. You’re totes lucky.” Cater held the door open for Renmu. The interior hallway was breathtaking. Renmu pulled out his phone and snapped a few photos along with Cater. He had to paint this one day. The Hallway was underwater. The undersea life was visible through the glass dome around them. The waved patterned floor molding fit the atmosphere along with the shell patterned trim that adorned the edges of the floor. The floors were a smooth and shiny purple marble, with light blue swirls going through it. Even though it was dark, the blues and purples of the sea were captivating. “This place reminds me of an Aquarium.” Renmu said in awe. “It sure does.” Cater replied. Cater walked closer to Renmu and sniffed him again. Renmu chuckled and nudged Cater. “I’m sorry, you shouldn’t smell so yummy.” Cater said, pouting.

They walked the rest of the way in silence. The lounge was outside apparently. They had to walk through the main dorm to get to the ramp that led to the Mostro Lounge. The ramp was a winding path that descended into a building. The exterior looked like an eel maybe? The entrance was in its mouth. Renmu looked side to side as he walked down. Cater realized his anxiousness and put his arm around his waist. “Don’t worry, hon. I won’t let you fall.”

Renmu blushed at the pet name. He would never get used to Cater’s boldness. It was normal for Cater to give people cute pet names, but that didn’t mean they caught Renmu off guard. They arrived at the mouth of the lounge. Cater, like the gentleman he was, walked ahead and opened the door for Renmu. Renmu gave him a curt curtsy before going inside, making them both laugh. Once they got inside, Renmu gasped in awe. The lounge was beautiful. The most beautiful part was the giant window that showed off the undersea life. It was enormous. There were light blue jellyfish lights hanging from the ceiling, illuminating the water on the other side and the dark room within. There was a ramp, lit up by blue floor lights, that led to a secluded section of the Lounge next to a bar. Jellyfish lights and pink magestone torches illuminated the section. There were two tall blue haired guys sitting in one other mahogany leather booth. Riddle was stuck between them pouting. You could barely see him since he was so small compared to him. “Uh oh, looks like they got our poor Riddle again.” Cater said “Hey Riddle!” Cater yelled, waving.

Riddle’s head shot up. He quickly scooted from in between them and rushed to Cater. “You looked like you were stuck in a slimy situation.” Cater said, smiling. “I was. Floyd doesn’t know when to quit.” Riddle said, annoyed.

Riddle was in his dorm uniform. He really looked like a queen in that outfit. He had an opposing red and black cape that hung off his left shoulder, a small gold crown on his redhead. Many pins and buttons on his left breast. Lapples formed a black and red heart at the center, and a sash around his waist with a huge pin with an “H” in the center. The red, white and black jacket he wore flared out at his hips, forming a skirt and train that ended behind his knees. Tall red, black ,and gold knee high high heels that made him just as tall as Renmu now. Even in the dark lighting, you couldn't miss the red eyeliner around his gray eyes. Truly a sight to behold. “Renmu, I’m glad you made it here in a timely fashion.” Riddle said, putting his gloved hand on his hip. “Queen of Hearts Law 06: One must not be late to an important gathering.’’ Renmu recited. Riddle smiled brightly. “If only my students were as diligent as you.” Renmu smiled meekly from behind his hood. “Boo, Riddle likes Renmu more.” Cater said, pouting. Riddle shook his head. “I would like it if you worked more diligently, Cater.” Cater whined. Riddle began to sniff around Cater curiously. “Did you eat Strawberries?” He asked. Cater shook his head. “It might be Renmu. He’s wearing enchanted Cologne.” Cater said with a smirk.

Riddle sniffed Renmu. Renmu froze up at how close Riddle was now. “Smells like Roses.” Then he sniffed him again. “Strawberry tarts,” Then again ”Vanilla cake.”

Cater laughed at Riddle's eagerness to sniff Renmu. “Why on earth are you wearing Enchanted cologne?” Riddle asked flustered. “I didn't know it was enchanted.” Renmu explained. “It was a gift and the bottle looked pretty…” “It's “The Alluring Rose” by the Poison Apple company.” Cater commented. Riddle gasped. “That stuff is super expensive, let alone a Cologne you would wear on a date. It’s supposed to make the people around you smell their favorite scent on you.”

Renmu groaned. Sam did this on purpose didn’t he. He can image Sam laughing to himself at the prospect of Renmu being chased by Houswardnes and everyone around him. “Goldfish, why did you leave?” A voice drew out.

For the second time tonight, Renmu was met with the two most tallest guys he has ever seen. They were giants. There were also twins, which Renmu thought was cool. They wore black suits with an ashen gray scarf around their necks, Purple button downs through one of the twins' clothing was unbuttoned and his white tie wasn't done unlike the others that was. Both had white gloves on and black and white oxfords. Black fedora with a gray band on top of their light blue hair. The taller twin's pants were cropped, exposing his purple socks. To be honest, their dorm uniform looked more “Normal” than Heartslabyul’s. “Floyd Leach, for the last time, I’m not a goldfish!” Riddle yelled. “Eh, but when you get mad, your face turns red like a goldfish and you’re tiny too.” Floyd said lazily.

Riddle looked even madder. His face contorted into rage. Floyd laughed then looked at Renmu. His gold and brown eyes stared at him curiously as he bent down and sniffed him. “Who’s this shrimp that smells like sea salt?” He asked, poking Renmu’s chest. “That’s the new Housewarden, Renmu Yuu.” Cater said, cheekily. Floyd hummed. “Shrimpy smells like the sea. Oi, Jade, smell him.” His twin brother Jade, walked over to Renmu and sniffed him. Renmu was trying so hard not to freak out. “Indeed Floyd he does.” He said with a sharp tooth smile. “Were these two not human!?” Renmu thought. “Well, I am a stickler for formal introductions. I’m Jade Leach, the Vice Housewarden of Octavinelle.” “I’m his twin brother, Floyd Leach. Hey, can I squeeze you until you pop?” Floyd asks innocently. “U-Until I pop?” Renmu asked, worriedly. “Floyd, you may not squeeze a potential client-I mean, potential friend of ours.”

Another student made himself known behind Renmu. He was wearing a similar outfit to the twins. His black fedora had a purple conch shell at the band. He too wore a black suit with the scarf around his neck but he had an ashen gray coat that draped over his shoulders. He also wore a white button down instead of the purple one. Instead of black and white oxfords, he wore solid black ones. He held a silver octopus cane in his left gloved hand. A white gem was in the center, wrapped around one of its tentacles. “You must be Renmu, the new prefect, yes?” He asked, pushing up his glasses. The tone of his voice had a cunning air to it. “Yes, I am.” Renmu mumbled. “Azul Ashengrotto, the Housewarden of Octavinelle, owner of Mostro Lounge.” He said with confidence as he held out his hand, which Renmu shook. “Azul, sniff him.” Floyd demanded. “He rather smells like home.” Jade chimed in. Renmu tensed up. “That-That won’t be ness-” Renmu was cut off by Azul sniffing him. “He does. I assume you are wearing an Enchanted Cologne?” He asked. Renmu nodded. “Now, let us sit and chat as we wait for the others.” Azul said, walking up to the booth.

Floyd took it upon himself to smuggle Renmu onto their side of the booth, putting him in between him and his twin. Azul sat on the opposite side of Floyd in the middle. Riddle and Cater were across from them. Soon after, Trey emerged from the kitchen and joined them. “Sorry, I had to make sure the glaze was correct.” “You're fine.” Riddle replied.

Azul clapped his hands loudly, getting everyone's attention. A waiter scurried out with a tray of fancy looking drinks in fancy glasses. Riddle was passed a small tumbler with a pink and purple liquid inside. There were fresh strawberries on top with a sprig of mint. Cater was passed a Hurricane glass with a fizzy orange drink inside. It was sparkling as well. Trey was passed a margarita glass with a violet colored drink inside. Candied violets decorated the top. The twins had the same blue drink in a sling glass. Sea salt crusted the edges of the glasses. Azul was given a tumbler filled with a purple drink. It sparkled and sizzled. Lastly Renmu was given a beaker glass filled with a dark red drink. It smelled like pomegranates, plums, and strawberries. A black berry decorated the top. “Ooh, let me take a pic of everyone's drinks!” Cater Announced. “Must you always take a picture of everything, Cater?” Riddle asked. “Oh come on, it’ll be really quick.” Cater begged. Riddle sighed. “If you must.” “I don’t mind.” Trey said. Cater looked over at the others. “Be my guest. Be sure to tag the Lounge though you post it. I’ll send you the names of the drinks later.” Azul offered. “Sweet!” Cater snapped a few picks then stuffed his phone in his pocket. Cater and Trey were the first to take a sip of their drinks. “So zesty and spicy.” Cater said in awe. “It tastes earthy and sweet.” Trey said with a smile. Riddle then sipped his and smiled. “So sweet.”

Azul looked at Renmu. He guessed that he wanted him to taste his. Renmu took a sip of the drink. It was sweet and sour. The plums gave it a deeper taste. It was cold but as it went down this throat, it became warm. Renmu guessed this is what a magic drink tastes like. “Tates sweet and sour. So many hidden flavors.” Renmu mumbled. Azul smiled. “Glad you like it. Well, it’s only 7:30. I highly doubt the others will arrive in a timely fashion, especially those of Pomefiore, Savanaclaw, and Ignihyde.” “Yes, you know how Pomefiore is with their appearances. Jade amused. “We get the shrimpy to ourselves.” Floyd drawled. “Indeed we do. It’s no secret that you are not from here. Care to share where you come from?” Azul asked. “Oh, I come from a country called Japan.” Renmu replied. “Huh, where is that? Sounds strange.” Floyd hummed. “Well, it doesn't exist in this world.” Renmu explained. “It’s-”

The large doors burst open. A tall sun kissed beast man strolls in followed by a smaller beastman. The tall one was part lion. Renmu noticed from the way his tail looked. The smaller one was part Hyena. The lion's uniform consisted of a black leather sleeveless jacket, a sleeveless brown dashiki, allowing those toned arms to be on full display. A small forearm tattoo was exposed. Colored beads and a gold necklace hung around his thick neck, also the same was around his wrists. A large fluffy wool and cloth sash hung low around his hip. Their dorm Insignia could be seen clearly. Deep brown slacks paired with brown and gold oxfords.

The other beastman had a similar outfit. He had a black leather sleeveless jacket and the same brown dashiki but he had short sleeves. He wore one biker glove on his right hand. Instead of beads and gold around his neck, he had an orange scarf with the insignia on the front. He wore dusty acid washed jeans tucked into short brown boots. “Sorry I'm late, I didn’t wanna come.” He said sarcastically. Renmu snorted and covered his mouth. Riddle and Trey eyed him suspiciously. That would have been something he would say, if he was ever invited to an outing that is. “Leona Kingscholar, you are 6 minutes late.” Riddle announced. “Who cares. It’s only 6 minutes. Don’t get your Queen of Heart’s panties in a bunch.” He growled. Riddle's face went red in a matter of seconds. “How unclouth!” Leona waved him off as he walked up to the booth. “Move down everyone!” Cater shouted excitedly.

Everyone grabbed their drinks and scooted down the booth. Renmu scrambled up and scooted with them. Leona sat down then the other one. They now sat across from Renmu. Two drinks were brought out to them. Leona had a chalice filled with a sandy colored drink, candied meat decorated the rim. The other had a cosmopolitan glass with a sweet pink drink inside. Sprinkles decorated the rim. “So why are we here again?” Leona asked, taking a sip of his drink. “Renmu is the new Prefect of Ramshackle. We are here to get to know him and make him feel welcomed.” Azul explained coyly. “Renmu, this Leona Kingscholar, the Housewarden of Savanaclaw, the second prince of Sunset Savannah. The other is Ruggie Bucchi, his lap dog.”

Renmu was starting to wonder how many other princes there were here. “Oi, I didn’t need some royal decree.” Leona snapped. “And I ain’t his lap dog!” Ruggie yelled back.

Leona sniffed around and looked over to Renmu. Renmu internally sighed. He leaned over the table and sniffed Renmu a few times. Leona looked at Renmu judgingly. “You smell like grass.” Renmu wasn’t sure if that was a compliment. “Eh, He smells like donuts to me.” Ruggie said, confused. “Of course he would smell like donuts to you, Ruggie.” “I’m surprised that you didn’t say meat or grilled cheese.” Ruggie shot back. Leona growled at Ruggie and he snickered. “Must you always be so rude?” Riddle asked, annoyed. “Stop leaning over the table!” “Oh, be quiet. You're starting to sound like the pompous Prima dona of Pomefiore.” Leona snarled as he sat back down. “I’m a pompous what now!?”

Everyone looked over at the stairs. A tall beautiful man was standing at the of the stairs, head held high. Probably the most beautiful man he has ever seen. His hair was tied up in a tight bun, a gold crown sat upon his blonde locks. His outfit resembled a kimono. The royal purple with gold floral embroiderment along the split sleeves and collar. The black Obi accentuated his waist. He had something that resembled a red obijime that hung freely around the obi. Large tassels hung at the ends of it. Unlike kimonos, it split open, revealing a red inside the had poison apples embroidered on it. They were revealed when the light hit them just right. He wore black slacks underneath with black and gold laced high heeled boots. He truly was a sight to behold. Renmu wondered if he was a prince too. “I, Vil Schoenheit, prefer to be called the Queen of Pomefiore.”

Leona rolled his eyes. Renmu barely noticed a man behind him, holding the train of his outfit from dragging on the ground. His outfit was pretty much the same. His was a lot shorter and closed off. Instead of heeled laced boots, he had a regular heel. Instead of a gold crown on his blonde bob cut, he had a royal purple cavalier hat with a big black feather. He, too, was beautiful. The universe was really trying to make him suffer. He just wanted all those that wore heels to step on him gracefully. “Roi du Poison, you truly are a Queen.” He said excitedly. The Queen smiled confidently at his words/ “Oh no, there is no way he’s sitting next to me. We need to swap spots now.” Leona all but growled. Floyd sighed annoyed. “I don’t wanna.” “Clean cup, move down!” Cater laughed out. Trey laughed and stood up. Everyone else then stood and shuffled out of the booth. “Must you really be this childish?” Riddle asked. Leona scoffed. “Do you wanna sit next to Floyd?”

Riddle huffed and pouted. Leona and Ruggie got in first this time. Followed by Trey, Riddle and Cater. The other side was now Renmu, the blonde huntsman, his Queen, Azul, Jade and Floyd. Now that everyone was seated, a martini glass filled with purple and red sparkling drink was given to the Queen, then a wine glass filled with the same drink was given to the huntsman. Both were topped with an apple slice and edible flowers. “So you must be the new prefect, non?” Renmu looked up at the tall blonde next to him and nodded. “Such beauty you hold, Roi du mystery!” He said exaggeratedly. “You smell like amber and musk.”

Renmu flushed brightly. There was nothing beautiful about an eyebrowless freak. “I am the Vice Housewarden of Pomefiore, Rook Hunt.” “He’s wearing “The Alluring Rose” by the Poison Apple company.” Azul said with a smirk. “Marvelous!” Rook cried out. “What!?” Vil yelled, rising to his feet. “Rook, move over.” The man practically jumped into Rook's lap in an attempt to sit next to Renmu. Rook lifted him with ease by his waist and sat him down next to Renmu. The Queen grabbed Renmu’s face and sniffed him aggressively. “How did you acquire such a bottle? You smell like the freshest apples in all the land, the fairest of all the Lilies of the Valley.” He said, his purple lips pursed into a scowl. “I-It was a gift. I didn’t know it was such a big deal.” Renmu stammered. “Vil, you're making him uncomfortable.” Trey cut in. Vil backed off reluctantly. “You must show me the bottle sometime.” “Who’s still missing from our party?” Jade asked. “Scarabia and Ignihyde.” Cater informed him. “We are here, sorry we are late.”

Renmu almost fell out at how hot this guy sounded. The Universe was really trying to sabotage him. Their sun kissed skin was so rich and deep. The black red and gold reminded Renmu of an imperial dragon. The red flames adorned their black baggy pants, along with the gold jewelry that glittered and shook on their wrists, arms, hair and necks. One of them had white hair with a red headdress tied around his head. Hold shimmered from the red cloth. White tattoos spread across his arms and shoulders. He wore a long sleeveless jacket that flowed behind him. The other had long dark hair and a sleeveless hooded jacket that showed off his toned arms. His hair had some braided strands that had gold laced into it. Renmu’s heart was crying for mercy. “Kalim forgot when the party started.” The long haired one replied. “It’s 7:42, not too shabby if you ask me.” Trey commented. “Move down!” Cater announced. Everyone shuffled down the both again. Kalim was now next to Cater and then the hottie with long hair. “Is Kalim allowed to have a beverage, Jamil?” Azul asked. “Yes. I trust you won’t pull any tricks?” Jamil asked skeptically.

Azul clapped his hands again. Two drinks were swiftly brought out for Kalim and Jamil. Kalim got a pearl colored drink in a Pousse Cafe glass, Jamil had a darker drink in a Grappa glass. Their drinks smelled like cinnamon and spices. “Hmm, I smell Jamil's cooking.” Kalim said sniffing. “No wait, coconut milk!” “Funny, I smell cinnamon and bergamot.” Jamil said, sipping Kalims drink before passing it back. “That would be Roi du Mystery over here.” Rook said smiling. “At first I didn’t know why all of you were sniffing him, but now I smell Candied Violets and buttercream.” Trey added. “He’s wearing enchanted perfume.” Vil siad, swirling his drink. Jamil and Kalim looked over at Renmu. “Ah, you are the new prefect, correct? I’m Jamil Viper, Vice Housewarden of Scarabia.” “I’m Kalim Al-Asim, Housewarden of Scarabia” “Did someone invite Diasonia?” Riddle asked reluctantly. The room went silent. Riddle sighed. “I take that as a no.” “That horned freak doesn't use his phone. It’s his fault.” Leona growled. “I invited him.” Renmu replied. They all looked at Renmu in shock. “How and when!?” Cater asked. “Earlier. I went to his dorm and told him.” “You were able to just walk up and talk to him? He kinda has this intimidating air to him…” Kalim trailed off. Renmu cocked his head in confusion. “He wasn’t scary to me…” “He ain’t scary. He's an annoying horned bastard.” Leona spat. “Dear me, why do you wound me so, Kingscholar.” Leona growled and sat down. “Speak of the devil.”

Malleus and Lilia were now present. They were both handed a Goblet by the waiter filled Malleus’ with a miasma green drink. There was even green fog coming off of it. Lilia’s was red. “Are we moving down or shuffling?” Cater asked, amused. “Oh let me sit next to little Renmu.” Lilia said happily. “I guess we are shuffling.” Trey said standing. “New spot. Move down!” Cater sang.

After their brief shuffling intermission, Leona and Ruggie still went in first. Then Riddle, Trey and Cater, followed by Azul, Jade and Floyd. On the other side Jamil and Kalim scooted in first then Renmu, Lilia, Malleus, Vil, and Rook. “All we are missing is Idia Shroud.” Azul said. “Late as always.” Riddle mumbled. “I'm here.” A deep voice mumbled.

The last Housewarden had finally arrived. He was tall like a lot of the people here. Long flaming blue hair trailed behind him. He wore a black cyberpunk looking bomber jacket. Some parts were cyan. Baggy black reflective pants with a blue belt on his thigh. His boots were bulky black and blue. They looked like space boots. He grabbed a zombie glass filled with a fiery blue drink. He reluctantly sat next to Rook. His blue lips were frowned into a sad scowl. “Finally, we are all here!” Floyd whined. “I’m getting bored.” “Yes, now that everyone is here, let’s start the gathering.” Azul announced, clapping.

Thank you for reading part 2.

Part 3 can be found here.

[owencarvourmega]

spies + scooby doo !

[sweetsmalldog]

Secrets kept Close

Summary: Cynthia secretly protective of her best agent (and slightly less secretly dislikes his boyfriend)

Warnings: Implied murder and swearing

Authors note: Insomia fuels my Spies are Forever writing it seems

Cynthia glared daggers at the picture. Fuckin Owen Cavour. Of course that arrogant British prick seduced the only agent she actually cared about.

She hated to admit she cared about any agent, it was unprofessional and would cause issues when they inevitably died. But she cared about Curt Mega. He wanted to make the world better something most agents didn’t care about. Sure he was an idiot but all agents were, and he had something on most agents, he was legitimately good at his job. She would never tell him any of this of course. It would all go to his head and inflate his already too big ego.

But of course she wasn’t the only one who saw the kid’s talent, Owen fucking Cavour had to go and seduce him. The picture showed her best agent and the dickbag with their lips locked. Because of motherfucking course he had to make her life harder. She refused to let her best and brightest agent’s biggest secret be found out and if that meant trying to get Cavour in her agency so she could keep her eyes on him and keep MI6’s eyes off of Curt, so be it.

She took a long drag of her cigaret as she looked at the photos, “Susan”

“Yes?” Her assistant asked ready to do anything Cynthia needed, one of the only reliable people she had even met.

“Burn these photos, destroy any copy of them, and bring the photographer to me.” Cynthia ordered as she put her cigaret in the ashtray on the corner of her desk.

As Susan left Cynthia walked over to the table by the wall in her office. At least the walls were sound-proof Cynthia thought to herself as she clicked the safety off her pistol and Susan will have as big a mess to clean up as I will.

[sunnyoldbear]

Modern Day Curwen Headcanons (Spoilers)

Spoilers ahead! It's an AU because I want them to be happy, okay? Spoilers ahead! Just putting it a few times so people know and don't get mad at me but 🤷‍♀️

Anyway, here we gooooo!

-You're insane if you don't think Curt takes pictures of the two of them

-His camera role is literally just pictures of Owen, or pictures of him and Owen, and himself

-He loves his boyfriend so much

-He's such a sap honestly

-Owen flirts with him a lot

-He loves seeing Curt go all red and embarrassed and stutter-y

-He finds it adorable

-Cynthia always knew, so she made sure Curt knew she wasn't homophobic

-Curt once caught her flipping off Trump when he was on the news as she walked past the tv

-He feels safe

-He comes out to her by bringing Owen and is like "this is my partner." "Yes Curt I know" "No I mean my romantic partner" "Yes Curt I know"

-The next step is Barb

-He can't do it

-Owen still disguises himself as the Deadliest Man Alive but he's not evil

-He killed the real DMA a little bit after hearing he tortured Curt and only pretended to like the Baron

-Killing him was perhaps the best feeling Owen had ever felt

-Until he had Curt in his arms again

-They love each other so much

-Curt cried like a baby, whimpering apologizes and promising never to leave him again

-Owen apologizing for not telling him sooner

-Tatiana loves them so much bless her

-Barb finds Curt wrapped tightly in Owen's arms, both of them asleep and cuddling on the floor one day after a mission

-She can't believe it

-She later sees that when Curt is trying to learn more about her for once, Owen is holding his hand

-She spots them sitting together one day, Curt playing with Owen's hair as Owen talks about being tortured for information about the Americans and MI6

-Once he properly comes out (with Owen at his side), she doesn't have a problem with it but she's hurt because she loves him

-Curt gets jealous so easily save him

-Owen's protective

-Curt joined MI6 once Cynthia fired him for going rogue

-He swings by sometimes though

-When they're not on missions, they do really flirty shit

-They've gone to a pride parade

-Curt's so happy bless him

-He loves curling up next to Owen

-They've both grown in personalities

-Owen soon proposes

-Together, they take down Chimera, the group that saved Owen but later tortured him and tried to kill him and held him prisoner for three and a half years

-"Owen I want a dog" "Not happening, Mega" "A cat" "Nope" "What can I get" "Absolutely nothing, you have me" "A dog's better" "Fuck you"

-They don't really want a child yet but Owen doesn't trust Curt with an animal

-Curt has Owen as his lock screen and a picture of him, Tatiana, the Informant and Barb he had Owen take as his home screen

-Owen secretly has so many pictures of Curt saved to his phone but no one knows

-He loves taking pictures of Curt all the time, most times Curt isn't looking or is distracted and Owen just whips out his phone and boom

-His lock screen is a picture of him kissing Curt's cheek because his reaction was adorable but he lets no one see it, and his home screen is probably a picture of Curt and Tati and Barb (probably one of Curt in the middle with both the girls kissing his cheeks)

-They train together a lot like boys please don't be together every second of every day Jesus Christ

-Both of them will probably fight any homophobe (or transphobe really because Curt loves the Informant his friend)

-These boys are feminists, went to the women's march and everything

-Basically they're good people

-And real good spies

-Barb eventually gets over her crush on Curt and loves buying little things for them like photo albums and stuff

-They get Barb to take most of their pictures

-Tatiana loves to tease them

-Owen and Tati are real good buds and Curt gets pouty

-Curt's mom had a problem with it and Cynthia nearly killed her but Curt's mom eventually came around

[conceptofzero]

Nena and Perla friends....

Sixsmiths is always busy during the lunch hour, so anybody who knows what they’re doing cuts out of class ten minutes early to get there in time to get a table. 

Perla usually can’t, in no small part because no matter how much she tells herself she can do it, she finds it pretty much impossible to skip class. It’s easier to wait it out and if Sixsmiths is full, there’s a few other places that are okay. But sometimes, when she’s got english with Mr. Dacus, he’ll go ahead and cut them loose fifteen minutes before lunch. 

Which is how she’s ended up with one of the best tables in the place and she’s busy texting her friends to tell them to get their butts here right away before the place fills up and someone tries to ask her to move. Perla’s pretty good about standing her ground but-

“Move.”

-that doesn’t mean she’s always up against reasonable opponents. 

Perla glances away from her phone and looks up. There’s a bunch of Senior girls standing there. The closest one to Perla is texting. Another looks bored, snapping some gum in her mouth. The third is smiling, but in that mean knifey way that means that she’s only friendly while she’s getting her way. 

“Hi!” The smiley one says. “Looks like your friends ditched you!” 

“They’re not out of class yet.” Perla puts a hand on her purse and she stays put in the corner of the booth. 

“Then it’ll probably take forever for them to get over here. You should let some people who can use the booth have it.” The smiley girl just gets a bigger smile on her face.

The gum-chewer snaps her gum. The texter doesn’t look up. “Move.” 

Perla doesn’t move. “No.” 

“Oh come on, by the time they get here, we’ll be done eating and you can have it back.” Smiley just goes ahead and slides into the booth, the gum-chewer right behind her. They slide around, clearly ready to bump Perla out. 

“Or you can go sit at the counter. It still has spots.” Perla doesn’t move. The counter does have spots, and texter and gum-chewer look over at them. 

They’re not very good spots. Not for a group. 

Smiler starts getting mean, “Look, kid-”

“Perla.” She looks the smiley one dead in the eye and makes sure she hears this, so she knows exactly who it is she’s messing with. “Perla Pucci.” 

(Dropping her name is pretty classless and the kind of thing that people who aren’t Puccis have to do, but okay, sometimes you have to tell people who you are so they maybe understand why they’re being huge dicks and why that’s a bad idea. Not that she’d ever really do anything but like… sometimes just the thought that she could do something is enough to keep the really mean girls at bay. And these ones are really mean girls. You can tell just by looking at them.)

Saying her name gets a reaction from them. Even the texter looks up from her phone. 

“You’re Enrico’s baby sister!” Smiley says and uh-oh, she looks just downright delighted. Somehow that’s worse than when she was just being real mean. “You’re adorable!” 

“You’re adopted.” Texter says and sits right beside Perla, trapping her in.

“I’m not!” Perla gets snappish. She doesn’t like to, but nothing hits he buttons harder than someone saying she’s adopted - or that Enrico is. And since she can see that coming next- “And neither is he.” 

Gum-chewer takes her gum out of her mouth and sticks it under the table. “I hear you told Dio to fuck off.” 

“I-I- I did not-” 

“No, she threatened him.” Smiley leans in, all bright and excited. “You told him you’d ruin him.” 

“He’d like that.” Texter says. “Give me your number.” 

Perla opens her mouth and struggled with what to say, before she just digs out her phone and takes a quick snapchat of the girls surrounding her. She sends it to Enrico with a quick caption

[WHO ARE THEY???]

“He does like that.” Gum-snapper says casually and flags down a passing waiter. “Three diet cokes, and whatever the princess usually has.” 

Perla doesn’t want to answer. But she came here to eat so- “Grapefruit Perrier.” 

That makes the girls start laughing as if there’s something hilarious about her choice, which there isn’t because it’s an option they serve here and she likes it and- arg! Perla narrows her eyes and types to Enrico. 

[Why do you keep hanging out with jerks???]

“Because we’re more fun.” Smiley says. She’s bent slightly over into Perla’s space to peep at her messages. “So, Perla, I hear Dio scared the shit out of you when he climbed in your window.” 

“He says you screamed.” Gum-snapper adds.

“I didn’t!” She’s getting flustered. Where are her friends? Why isn’t Enrico typing back? Maybe she should have just given up the booth but- but she got here first, and she’s not afraid of girls like this. Just… just take a breath and calm down. Stay composed. And- “I didn’t scream. I threw my phone at his face, and I hit him.” 

“He didn’t mention that.” Texter has looked bored this whole time, but there’s a little spark in her eye now. “Too embarrassed to.” 

“Well he should be. Who climbs into the first open window they see? Enrico told him which side of the house to climb up on, even though he could have just come in through the front door, like a guest and not a burglar.” That gets another fit of laughter from the girls. 

“He should, but he hates that. Dio always sneaks in through the window.” Smiley says and gets nods from the other two. Oh… are- are they also dating Dio? Oh my God of course they are. Who isn’t dating Dio at school? 

Which- urg, why was Enrico paying attention to him too? What a dumb move… 

The snapchat icon finally pops up on her phone. She quickly checks it, but it just says “Enrico is typing…” which doesn’t actually answer anything for her. 

The girls are moving. Perla puts her foot down. “If you’re staying here, then you should introduce yourselves, like polite people would.” 

“Oh shit, you don’t know who we are?” Smiley puts a hand to her chest. “I’m Midler.” She points to gum-chewer with a dismissive, “That’s Mariah.” before her hand swings around to point at the girl still texting- “And that’s Nena.” 

Texter- Nena looks up from her phone very briefly. “You ever seen a naked man?” 

Perla narrows her eyes. “… yes.” 

Nana lifts her phone up and - oh my God! Perla puts a hand up to block her view. “I don’t want to see Dio naked!!” 

Midler just laughs and kicks her legs under the table. “You’re the only person who doesn’t.” 

Pucci’s finally send a message back.

[I am so sorry. Just escape as soon as you can. I’ll tell them to leave you alone if they keep bothering you.]

She shoots him back a message.

[Wow thanks Enrico. Also Nena just showed me a gross picture of your boyfriend so thanks.]

She’s barely hit send when suddenly Nena’s phone starts ringing. Nena’s face is already in natural RBF mode and it gets worse as she looks at the message. She turns to look at Perla. “You ratted me out.” 

“Don’t show other people’s nudes to me.” Perla says and it’s almost worth having seen a flash of that gross picture just to watch the way Nena’s face twists up. 

She answers the phone with a curt, “It was just his ass.” Perla can’t hear Enrico but she knows him well enough to know that he’s probably chewing Nena out. Nena rolls her eyes. 

The drinks come around and Midler slings a leg over one of Perla’s, getting uncomfortably into her space. “What are you getting? We usually split appetizers. Don’t tell me you’re getting something boring like a salad.” 

“First, salads aren’t boring, you’ve just had bad ones.” Perla pushes the leg off of hers. “Second, no, I’m not getting a salad from Sixsmiths.” She crosses her arms over her chest. “I’m getting the nachos.” 

Mariah gives an approving nod. “Good. Anything you won’t eat?” 

She has no idea at what point she got rolled into eating lunch them with. Perla thinks about kicking up a fuss about it, but-

But she can hear Enrico yelling at Nena, and Mariah gave her a nod of approval and yeah she seems pretty mean but that kind of makes the nod really cool, and Midler is… okay. She seems okay. They all seem okay. Just… mean. And with dumb taste in boys. 

“The spinach dip is mega gross.” Perla finally answers. Mariah looks to Midler as if to say ‘I told you so.’ Midler just scoffs. 

Nena finally hangs out and looks at Perla. In a completely unemotional and deadpan voice, she says, “I’m sorry I showed you a naked photo.” 

Perla knows it’s absolutely not a real apology but- “Thank you.”

“Your brother’s a real bitch.” Nena says, sipping from her coke. 

“Well, you are too.” Perla snipes back. She’s ready and expecting Nena to say something awful and mean.

Instead she just… snorts. “Yeah.” Nena agrees easily. “We all are. I’m getting the calamari.”

“Oh fuck off, that’s the worst choice. It’s so gross! It’s so gross, right? Right?” Midler looks to her for approval and Perla nods, because honestly, you don’t go to Sixsmiths for calamari or for spinach dip. Midler grins. “See? Someone here agrees, even if your taste in dips is shit-tier.” 

They order appetizers and when Perla’s friends show up fifteen minutes later, she’s almost forgotten she invited them at all. They make room for them in the booth and well-

When lunch is over and they’re walking back, Nena ends up beside Perla. She holds an empty hand out, making a grabby-hand gesture. Perla just stares at her hand until Nena rolls her eyes. “Give me your phone.”

“Why?” Perla is more okay with them but… that’s her phone.

“So I can put my number in.” Nena says like Perla’s the dumb one for not reading her mind. 

It’s Perla’s run to roll her eyes. “Or you can give me your number and I can put it in. Duh.”

“Shut up.” Still, Nena gives her the number and Perla texts her, and that’s it. They head back to class. Perla gets settled and opens up snapchat once more. There’s a bunch of sorry’s from Enrico and a few check-ins. 

She sends: [Why are you friends with so many weirdos???]

Then she gets a text. It’s from Nena. It’s a picture of Pucci and for a second, she feels herself freeze up, ready to lose her mind if this is somehow some horrible naked photo of her brother.

But it’s just a candid creeper shot of him at some kind of party. Dio’s got an arm around his shoulders and… … and Enrico looks happy. It’s kind of weird… 

… it’s kind of… y’know. Sweet, maybe? It’s nice that he’s happy… 

[Nice creepshot] Perla sends back. She saves the photo though. It’s a nice one, even if Dio is still an asshole, and Enrico’s new friends are weird jerks. She guesses that maybe it’s better that he has friends now, instead of always ditching people to be along or hang out at church. It’s good he’s happy… even if she can’t imagine what anyone would ever see in Dio Brando.

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