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demon-witch-cat · 2 months

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Hi there,

Question for your Branch is Keith’s Unofficial Dad AU (Sorry I can’t remember the actual name of the AU)

How would BroZone react to meeting Keith for the first time? And vice versa.

Also would Keith get along with BroZone?

And would BroZone think Keith is actually Branch’s Son?

Guess I ask more questions than I thought I would😅

(So sorry for taking so long to answer! I feel so bad!)

Don’t worry, I only recently figured out the name! (thanks to @super-secret-agent-of-sin) Though, their relationship is less father-son, and more just big brother-little brother. That’s just how I personally see them! Which is especially funny when you throw in Brozone, Branch’s “actual” brothers.

Before I start, I just real quick want to say that this is for if I stick more closely with cannon, where Floyd is the one captured and Keth just happens to tag along. I have another idea for the AU, where Branch is the one captured, in front of Keith/after saving Keith, instead of Floyd. So, Floyd and Keith both replace/swap with Branch in the journey (If that makes sense). I can talk about that too, but I figured this one would be easier to work with.

Now, I do like to think that there is a moment for each brother (maybe not Floyd, idk) where they’d see this trolling with blue hair, almost the exact same shade of blue as Branches when he was little, holding their youngest brothers hand staring at them with wide blue eyes, and immediately think “Oh shit, this is B’s kid!” And if they say this, Branch will quickly correct their thinking with a “What, no, Keith isn’t my kid! He’s my little brother, who I adore very much!” saying it both proudly, and slightly pettily. With Keith going “Yeah!” Before sticking is tongue out.

Anyways, after that part, I think each brother would have a different reaction and feelings.

KEITH

Starting with Keith, he doesn’t like them. At least at the beginning he doesn’t. In his mind, they left Branch when he was little, and Branch clearly doesn’t like them, so he doesn’t like them. Because of this Keith decides to tag along on the mission so he can ‘protect’ Branch. Over the course of movie, he relaxes a bit with the creepy stares and feirce and childishly blunt comments. However, that doesn’t mean he likes them, especially with all the talk of ‘perfect’ and them calling Branch nicknames he very clearly doesn’t like. Keith doesn’t really understand the entire situation, he just doesn’t like how they just act like everything is normal with Branch. Like they are brothers. He does slowly warm up to them after the events of the movie though. Eventually seeing them all as older brothers as well. Though not after a bunch more creepy glares, blunt comments, and many pranks. Keith can be a menace when he wants to be. Branch will always be his favorite though, and vice versa.

JOHN DORY

John would be surprised, especially with how close they are, and probably feel jealous about it but ultimately take it in stride. Maybe during the fight, he makes a comment on the fact that Keith isn’t really Branch's brother, which sets Branch off even more, but he’d feel bad about it immediately afterwards. Especially seeing the heartbreaking look in Keiths eyes. After the movie’s events, though, he’d be all over it, and I can see him being the first or second brother to win over Keith (after apologizing for the comment). Especially with their common interest in the woods/outdoors (which is also shared with Branch, obviously). I think they could have a cute dynamic, once they get past the cannon drama.

BRUCE

Bruce would also take Branch and Keith being brothers in stride. He’d also feel very proud of Branch, especially when the first interaction he sees between the two is Keith tugging at Branches hand, asking if he can play with his own kids, and Branch turning to look at him in his own question, before agreeing, insisting that he be careful and to not wander off too far. His baby bro is so responsible and clearly a good big brother! Also, his dad instincts would totally kick in when he’s around him (like with tiny), but at the same time he wouldn’t usually get a chance to act on them because Branch was usually already on top of it. Keith looks like he’s wandering too far off? Branch is already calling him back or walking over to him. Keith’s looking nervous about the situation? Branch seems to know exactly what to do to calm the young trolling down. Hug time? The two don’t even think about it, Branch just automatically opens his arms for Keith to immediately jump into(or, even funnier, Keith and Poppy both race to hug Branch, who looks like he’s just accepted it a long time ago) That part does kind of sting though, as when he’d hugged Branch for the first time in years, he was shoved away with an uncomfortable, yet stern look. And then immediately almost being bitten by the green trolling.

CLAY

Clay, for some reason, I see him both the most confused, and maybe the most jealous over this. I don’t know why, it’s not because the two wouldn’t get along, because they would. I just see him being like, “Wait what? You have a little brother? ...How?” Like, same vibe as his late reaction to their grandma having been eaten. But then after Branch giving him a quick explanation, he’d kind of just... Doesn't interact with Keith unless he’d need to. At least during the events of the movie. After the movie events though, Clay would learn that Keith likes to create stories, specifically more morbid stories. Just like Branch, he’d also like to listen to Keith’s stories (I hc that Clay likes a lot of different literature. He just has more of an interest in ‘sad’ books).

FLOYD

Floyd would be like “Aw, your a big brother now too! That’s so sweet!” And then try to talk to Keith, but Keith would immediately just be on edge and glare at him, considering how the others were. This would throw Floyd, and Branch honestly, through a loop, but he’d try his best to get past it. Branch would try to get Keith relax a little bit, but Keith is stubborn and, as I said before, protective. The others already hurt Branch; he doesn’t know if he can trust Floyd not too. Of course, he’s not as much of a menace with Floyd as he is with the others. But it's literally only because he almost died and is still healing. By the time he’s recovered though, Keith would trust/like him enough not to go full menace little brother on him.

Sorry, I just went on a tangent here, but I’d been thinking about this a lot! So, thank you for giving me a chance to talk about it!

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princessamericachavez · 1 year

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Obsessed with the couch metaphor callbacks in 6x15

It’s so incredibly obvious that Chris falling asleep on the couch was meant to mirror Buck. They are filmed the exact same way: camera follows Eddie into the kitchen, we stay with him there for a moment, then switch to the opposite angle as he comes back to reveal the sleeping person, and then back over his shoulder for a POV.

My doubt here is WHAT are they trying to tell us with these shots, and I have a few theories

Paralleling Buck and Chris as adoptive father/son? (This falls a bit short for me tbh but it’s likely given Buck’s donor arc, and it’s interesting that the actual witness to this reality isn’t him, but Eddie, who might point out Buck’s parental role to him later)

Showing Eddie lonely and how he needs someone else in his life because a kid and his bff aren’t enough and he still feels lonely (I actually hate this one but don’t put it past the writers… still doesn’t make much sense to me given how Buck’s nap was framed as welcome vulnerability and not a negative and it was pre-Pepa too)

Rule of 3 (A):we already saw Eddie asleep in the couch at the end of 6a but we could parallel Buck and Chris coming back to the kitchen to find Eddie asleep this time (could be… likely given what we know about Buck’s couch metaphor coming back in his last 6b scene, it could be the moment it hits him)

Rule of 3 (B): we could finish the season with all three Diaz-Buckley boys sleeping together on the couch, completely at ease and happy (again, likely given what I mentioned before and because it seems like Buck & Eddie will have an exhausting finale)

Rule of 3 (C): now this is wishful thinking but I want a mix of the past two options in which Christopher wakes up the day after the finale, goes to the kitchen to grab some juice or smth and Chris comes back to the living room to find both Buck and Eddie have fallen asleep on the couch after work.

Regardless… the thing I’m most curious about is the nature of the metaphor’s connection to the Diaz’s.

For one, it was actually Chris who brought up the couch the first time and it was Eddie who pointed out the romantic relationship symbolism of the whole thing. They are as tied to this idea as Buck. It was their first family scene this season and the effects of it have been rippling for 15 episodes so far.

Now, Buck falling asleep in 6x12 was clearly meant to be a nod towards the metaphor. The narrative made sure we knew it: Margaret pointing it out, Maddie mentioning it’s a long story to remind us of its significance, Buck struggling to sleep in his mom’s couch, and after he sleeps at Eddie’s he even marvels at how quickly he passed out. All these were big neon signs to make sure we had it in mind.

This scene in 6x15 however… Buck’s not here!!! The obvious framing as a callback to 6x12 in this episode is a direct connection to Buck and that moment and that metaphor. But it’s only Eddie and Christopher here. It’s a direct callback to Buck’s search for happiness. But given his absence, this scene isn’t about bringing Buck one step closer to realizing who his true happiness is. This scene is for us, the audience, only. It’s the writers telling us they haven’t forgotten and that we are still moving towards that realization. More neon signs.

In 6x12 we canonically connect Buck’s metaphor to Eddie’s couch for the first time (first time textually, at least, even if many of us saw the subtext coming).

In 6x15 we canonically connect Chris and Eddie to Buck’s couch metaphor.

These are similar statements, but not the same.

Anyway, my point is that wherever this is going it’s a Diaz-Buckley journey and the narrative is making sure we have it at the forefront of our minds while Buck and Eddie struggle with the wrong people and feelings of loneliness.

#911 fox #911 spec #buddie #911 spoilers #Evan buck Buckley #Eddie Diaz #Christopher Diaz #couch metaphor #couch theory

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pinkandpurple360 · 3 months

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Pls tell your fizzablitz headcanons

Please please please

For whatever reason I’m feeling very angsty about them today. I have this whole idea of Fizz thinking he didn’t mean as much to Blitzø as he did to him.

Growing up, fizz felt like a bit of a dork. He was and still is very nerdy, when blitz came back from his theft hunt as a kid Fizz was the most excited by the books, and by the tiny piece of sparkling chandelier he gifted to fizz especially. It shimmers beautifully and it began his fixation with mirrors and how pretty they are.

The other kids didn’t like him much, they felt too inferior. They picked on him. But blitzo was too arrogant to feel that way, or maybe he had too much heart. Fizz started out way back then, wearing the patchy clothes while Blitzø wore the clean suit. Until he decided to let fizz wear it for good luck. He began by telling blitzos own jokes that he gave him, until eventually he became better at them. But he never understood why he stopped smiling back. He wanted B to be proud of him, he wanted to be on equal terms with the ringleaders son. He wanted to make enough money to stand next to him in their own circus, or run away together to do something else. B was his favourite person, his hero, his first kiss, his massive crush, his first…well you know, his first time. But he never felt good enough. He wasn’t sure if he was loved at the circus. Maybe the way mammon could love him. If he worked hard enough.

He still keeps the piece of mirror, and stares at it when he’s all alone. He keeps a heart shaped locket with Ozzies name on it, but inside, it’s not Ozzie, there’s a photo of him together with Blitzo on the other side. Fizz scribbled out his own face in shame. He’s dealt with “unrequited” love for Blitzø for so long, seeing him with someone else pisses him off more than anything. His whole love life and sex life pisses him off, he can’t stop ranting about it, and he doesn’t even know why he still thinks about it. For years all he did was talk about him, Asmodeus doesn’t know why either. At least not yet.

He was going to gift something to Blitzø one day, he had typed up a letter on his type writer, it was something poetic, sappy and embarrassing. A written out version of their dream. Asking blitz to choose him, stay next to him, hold his hand and hold him close. He calls him the star of the circus, and in Fizz’s eyes Blitz is his star too. The guiding kind. The loyal kind who helps you when you feel lost. But so far away. Only when he leaves the tent, he sees him with one of the girls at the circus, actually, it’s a much older woman, he’s holding her, the way he wants to be kissed by him, kissing her with fervour, the way he wants to be kissed, and it’s agony to see it. It hurts so much. But it shouldn’t, Blitzø has a different person on his arm every other week. Fizz isn’t his partner, he’s just the circus star. He leaves and doesn’t see B almost pass out after, from whatever it was she spiked his drink with. He screams at her to get the fuck away from him. Fizz burns his shitty childish letter.

He’s seen how Blitzø throws himself at other people, not understanding that cash sells him to any people in the crowd who desire him and want to own him for the day. Almost like the way cash tried to get fizz to do a private show for someone, maybe a birthday party? But it was just a single man in the room, sitting on a chair, asking him to dance. Weird. He blew him some balloons and played with the confetti. The guy was really tired at the end? But fizz did everything? And. For some reason, Blitzø was so angry about it. He hated the guy, but wasn’t that man just lonely?

Later, Mammon made him do a lot of these. The mystery became less apparent. At least they didn’t put their hands on the merchandise. Him. Because he hated that. Now, he had to stop looking behind him for Blitzø to be there, to tell him that it’s ok, that it’s safe, or when it’s not safe, and to get behind him. He will protect him from the creeps. But he’s gone, he left, he got sick of him, he wasn’t good enough for him, his tastes are more regal now. Maybe they always have been. Ever since he was little and went off with that strange kid client, his new playmate of the day. Fizz’s replacement. Maybe if that first show was more perfect, Blitzø wouldn’t have left him. Maybe if he just followed his lead and played pirates, he wouldn’t have left him. He has to let other people tell him what to do, stop fighting back so much. It’s not what people want. People don’t like that. Now that Asmodeus is here, he makes him laugh, he protects him..sometimes. But he never reacts fast enough. When he passed out at Ozzies, and woke up again, the first thing he saw was Blitzs back, again, leaving him, again, leaving him with that Prince. Whatever, he doesn’t actually care.

#helluva boss #blitzfizz #fizzarolli #angst #info dump #story dump

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chazmcfreelyhater · 6 months

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CHAZ/TOBOR BRO HEADCANONS

omg. so I realised that after I drew Chaz/TOBOR content one time that i haven’t actually shared how important they are to me. erm. so I have made a silly little document of background/headcanons that could have been pages long but I didn’t want to be TOO insane.

also BIG DISCLAIMER the TOBOR headcanons and art at the bottom belong to Chiptoons on Insta/Chipt00ns on Twitter. SHE IS AMAZING and helped me to edit this doc so thank u for ur service chippy. thank you for inventing tobor mysims

They became friends because we were friends and it was like dragging our children along to a function and being like “ok now go play w the other kids” lol. lmao.

We both have OCs x canon with the robots so that's pretty much where it all started from- I probably won’t do a whole timeline at least for now but basically Makoto, Naomi (Louie’s OC) and Vivian (Chippy’s OC) would all spend time together regularly until they started inviting the bohs along

TOBOR was. a bit suspicious of Chaz at first since he had some pretty bad trust issues when it came to humans, and also because that’s usually the normal reaction to meeting Chaz, but he honestly wasn’t super phased by it. Chaz was used to people being kinda cold towards him yet also had a tendency to latch onto them anyway. Even though he spent hours actively trying to annoy him and talk about bike mechanics, which was pretty much just his attempt at being friendly and having fun- the biggest thing for TOBOR was that Chaz would never use the fact that he was a robot against him. Like he would never treat him like any less of a person, to Chaz he literally was just Some cool dude with a green head

Even when they become like Friend friends they still are surprisingly careful around eachothers’ boundaries. Tbh a lot of their relationship is built off things most people wouldn’t expect from them, as in the two scary bitch boys are actually very respectful of eachother and keep secretz and look out for the other n their bffs. It’s not OOC if we make the chars. IDGAF

They actually didn’t think they’d get as close as they did: TOBOR and Chaz essentially see eachother as brothers at this point, since they (mostly through accident) found out they had a surprising amount in common, with the way people kinda assumed stuff about them beforehand and were not the nicest . Chaz considers him one of his best friends bc he is CRINGE and is still constantly out to annoy him but at this point TOBOR just effortlessly shows him up. Chaz also likes to bully him on account of he hearts Vivian and you know what who doesn’t. They both got parental issues too which they also kinda relate to each other with; sometimes there will be stuff between them that they tease eachother for RELENTLESSLY, but if anyone else were to bring it up at all they would be killed within the second. TOBOR tends to stick up for Chaz a lot since he is more naïve and struggles to see when people are actually trying to upset him instead of just being Chaz Haterz for fun. Defending people and having their backs is his love language.

There is also a whole thing in the future with him/Makoto being more closely associated with the Delarosarenas but I don’t want to overshare or b cringe but Kerry literally adores TOBOR and the fact he loves cooking :> he simply IS her new son and she displays interest in hiring him one day. If the lab thing doesn’t work out. Which it is not. Again they r like BROTHERS make no mistake we do not ship them.

Silly little HC list for the fun of it:

Chaz likes to attempt to tackle TOBOR every time he sees him and it always ends in an injury.

TOBOR is secretly very good w Chaz’s younger family members.

TOBOR attempted to teach Travis how to cook for Chaz romantic style. After it all went to shit he informed the Englishman the only way to save it would be to fake his own death.

Chaz’s favourite name for TOBOR is “Flat Head Ass”, closely followed by “Toby”. His bro name for them is “Chobor”. TOBOR is repulsed by every single thing that comes out of his mouth.

TOBOR considers Naomi a little sister. Not super relevant but when Chippy said he probably did I wept. oh how I wept

Toborviv bridal party at Chavis wedding. I may be cringe but I am free.

TOBOR succumbs to the fact he is in love with Vivian. Instead of confessing, he panics and asks Chaz, who has NO electronic experience, to program it out of him. They both damn near die, bro style

TOBOR LETS HIM INFODUMP he is happy that Chaz trusts him ahehe

WTF!!! Da gallery:

#mysims game #mine #and chippys #I LOVE THEM SOOO MUCH YALL DONT GET IT #OLATONIC FRIENDSHIS HCS. ARE SO #CRUCIAL TO ME AND MY LIFE #i love it when charactyrs get to be frienfs #again massive shoutout to chippy ilysm #sim: chaz #sim: tobor #long post #sorry for being deranged

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louisisalarrie · 3 months

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Lmao about to jump on your bbg discussion here. My issue with the scenario of ending with a paternity test has always been that GP will always still believe that he at the very least, slept with a woman. I was under the impression during 1D years, particularly the later years with RBB, that H and L wanted to eventually come out as a couple, thus the hinting about Larry. Obviously things can change over the years and perhaps they don't want that anymore, but if they do, then the only way to actually do that and have it make sense is to literally tell the truth as the ending. Like a legit tell all about being forced into the closet, the beards, the fake pregnancy, everything. Because he can't logically say "I thought this hookup gave me a kid for the past 8 years" and "H and I have been together since 2010" and not have people be ??? But do you think coming out with the legit truth is ever possibility at all? Or no matter what, will people always think some aspects of the stunts were true? As I said though, maybe H and L don't really care at this point, they know larries know the truth? Just something I've thought about a lot!

Helloooo anon! Lovely to hear your thoughts and thanks for joining in the discussion! I’ll try and break this down a bit into main points so I don’t ramble about everything all at once and it ends up illegible hehe.

Alrighty, so I think that the GP always thinking louis had slept with a woman because of bbg ending in a paternity result is what it is. As long as it stops the stunt, that’s what matters to him and to us. This is a Step 1 of the coming out process, and once those headlines die down about it, then it’s deciding how H and L come out. In my opinion, there are a few ways this could go after bbg ends:

a) harry comes out first, Louis comes out months later (long enough for it to not be immediately connected by gp), then they start being seen together and a “new” relationship between them is seeded and say they’ve never been together until now

b) louis and harry come out together in a relationship, say they’ve never been together until now

c) louis and harry come out together in a relationship, say they’ve been together since 1d, and expose all the stunts by breaking their NDAs

Now… all 3 of these options work with the narrative of a paternity test. In all options, they are still able to define their sexuality as whatever they want it to be when they come out, but will obviously lean towards both of them at least having previous interest in women. Louis could be like “yeah I always thought I was straight but I did some soul searching and realised I’m gay” and harry could stick with the assumption held by the GP already that he is bi, or say something similar to the above.

I assume option A is how things are gonna go, because B links too closely to C and doesn’t line up with the current narrative of them being weirdos on opposite sides of the planet to each other at all times lol. Ideally, option C would be extremely satisfying and would give both of them incredible PR, and bring S*mon and co to their knees, but that truly depends on what H and L think they wanna do, and how big of a war they wanna keep fighting.

Hear me out here now… I’ve talked about multiple ways to end bbg in the past, but what if Louis was just like.. a sperm donor? Very early on in bbg there was a theory that B was a surrogate for H and L, but that definitely doesn’t add up. This theory, however, would require louis to come out at the same time as bbg ending, all in one go, and it also keeps F as his son which isn’t ideal, but separates him more from it in terms of sexuality. But hear me out… what if there was a headline that looked like this?

“Louis Tomlinson announces he donated his sperm in generous act for good friend B whose long term partner struggled with fertility issues”

While this headline looks a bit funny to us, I think the GP won’t question it thaaaaat much. His direct non larrie fans would, because they have seen AOTV, they’ve seen louis call F his son multiple times, but… in this narrative, he IS his son, he’s just not having sex with women because he’s gay lol, and he’s just a sweet guy, ya know? And things could be broken down a little like:

“Tomlinson, 32, says that he loves F and was happy to help B out as he’d always wanted to be a father himself, but has announced to the world just this morning, that he is in fact gay.”

It’s frustrating because in a way, it ends bbg, but it also keeps F connected to Louis to a degree. Ugh. Idk. But that is how you would ensure that the GP don’t have proof that louis has had vaginal sex anymore.

To your point about harry and louis doing a tell all, it would rock the music industry like crazy. Imagine it!!! There would be a million other celebs wanting to come out and share their stories of how badly they’re treated too, and people would be on Larry’s side. It would be powerful. It would help stop what happened to them, happen to other young gay kids. And it would ruin S*mons life, which I love. But… I think a tell all will happen, but not for a long time. I would love it to happen now, trust me I would, but I feel they’re still in too much of a sticky situation with bbg and Harry’s stunts.

I think larry see what we say, they love that we know, and they care a lot about us. But truly I think they’d love to show the world their true colours. Harry’s dancing with pride flags and is MUCH more free now in expressing himself, and I think he would actually wait for louis to be in a position where they can come out together, to take the heat off just one of them doing it. I think they’d love to walk down the street and hold hands and be cute, because they were told for so many years they couldn’t. And being told you can’t, makes you really want to. So I think they’ll do it together, and I think they want to. In saying this though, I do agree with the theory that they decided to put coming out on the back burner for a little bit while they enjoyed their tours and let the dust settle a bit after so much happening, and are just enjoying their private love life while they’re older and have a bit more freedom. But they’ll come back with a vengeance, and they’ll come out together. I’m sure of it xx

(Also sorry I totally rambled)

#answered #anon #bbg

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giveamadeuschohisownmovie · 1 year

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“Avatar - The Way of Water” review:

Short review

It’s a very pretty movie but the story is too bland and the characters are too underdeveloped to warrant repeated viewings. I give it a B-minus, maybe even a C-plus.

Long review

As someone who actually enjoyed the first movie, I came into the sequel expecting something of similar quality. The first Avatar was not a revolutionary story, but at least it was a solid one, even if it used overdone tropes. And…well, I guess that is what the sequel ended up being. Avatar 2 was also full of overdone tropes, but I didn’t think the story was awful. Just because something is familiar doesn’t mean it was executed poorly. The problem with Avatar 2 is that even though the story is mostly “fine”, it’s clearly not as interesting as the first movie.

Aside from the special effects, what made the first movie interesting was the relationship between Jake Sully and Neytiri. For me, I thought they were pretty solid leads, with Jake being the fish-out-of-water hero and Neytiri being the noble heroine who initially despised Jake. It’s a classic set-up and the movie worked because the story was anchored to Jake and Neytiri’s journey. And, I mean, we can all appreciate a sappy, star-crossed lovers story once in a while.

The second movie doesn’t work nearly as well because it’s missing the type of emotional connection that we got from Jake and Neytiri in the first movie. Technically speaking, Jake and Neytiri aren’t the main characters of Avatar 2. Jake doesn’t really grow as a person and Neytiri is barely in the story. As it turns out, Avatar 2 is more about the younger cast, with the lead protagonist roles being spread out between Kiri (Sigourney Weaver’s new character) and Lo’ak (Blue Naruto Jake and Neytiri’s youngest son). Jake and Neytiri are still there, but it’s their kids that take the spotlight.

Now, is this a bad thing? Well, no, a movie can work with multiple leads, as long as the story is good. And there’s nothing wrong with focusing on different characters in the sequel. The problem is that the kids…well…they’re just not as interesting as the parents.

Kiri’s character is basically James Cameron’s version of Jesus. She was born from Sigourney Weaver’s avatar from the first movie and it’s implied that this was done through the will of Eywa, the planet’s god-spirit. Because of this, Kiri has a close connection to the wildlife of Pandora and even manages to save the day at the end of the movie via her god-powers. Now, this does sound like compelling material. The problem is that Kiri’s character isn’t really explored in the movie, she’s just kinda there. You leave the movie feeling like there was so much more that they could have done with Kiri, which isn’t good considering that the movie sets up Kiri as one of the leading characters.

“It’s because James Cameron plans to tell her full story in the third movie!” Okay, this would be fine if it wasn’t for the fact that a great deal of Avatar 2’s plot revolves around Kiri’s mysterious backstory. So, it’s not really like Marvel setting up their next movie/show in the movie/show you’re currently watching. It’s more like Batman v Superman not bothering to explain why Bruce Wayne had a dream about Superman conquering Earth and why he saw The Flash in the Speed Force telling him to find Lois Lane. You think this plot point is going to go somewhere…and it just doesn’t. That doesn’t make you want to watch the next movie, that just makes you wonder why the writers added it in the story in the first place.

(Sorry, still not over that stupid scene)

What about Lo’ak, the outcast son? Well, his character does get more development than Kiri at least. However, Lo’ak isn’t nearly as compelling as his parents, especially when it feels like the movie wasn’t confident in him being the main character. I’m saying this because Lo’ak is technically the true protagonist of the movie. Most of the movie is about his various fuckups, as well as him befriending the outcast whale and being the indirect cause of the final fight with Blue Quaritch. Lo’ak gets the most character development and, for a significant chunk of the movie, you’re following his journey to make the tribe and his family understand that the outcast, one-finned whale isn’t a bad guy.

The problem is that the movie is insistent on keeping the focus on Jake and Neytiri, as well as having Kiri be the spotlight at times, that Lo’ak never really gets the focus that he probably should’ve gotten. Avatar 2 could have been an action, sci-fi version of Free Willy, but James Cameron either couldn’t keep the focus on Lo’ak or he didn’t want to. So, Lo’ak ends up being underdeveloped.

That’s actually my main problem with the movie. It’s 192 MINUTES LONG, and the storyline still ends up feeling underdeveloped. I didn’t really get attached to the expanded Sully family and the story felt like it needed a few more minutes to be compelling. In fact, when we got to the final battle with the humans, I actually was surprised since it didn’t feel like a proper climax. It felt like we were doing James Cameron’s version of Free Willy, then suddenly being dropped into the middle of Star Wars.

For the rest of the cast, the underdeveloped problems are even worse. I felt nothing when Neteyam, the eldest son, died. Since he barely did anything in the movie, I predicted that he was going to die so that there’d be a tragic death scene to make the audience feel things. Tuk, the youngest daughter, could’ve just been cut out of the story. As for the Metkayina, they were so underdeveloped that I couldn’t even keep track of their names. There was Cliff Curtis chief, Kate Winslet, stupid son, and attractive daughter. Other than that, I couldn’t tell you anything about their characters.

Honestly, the ONLY characters who I felt got any decent character development, and I can’t believe I’m writing this, were Spider and Colonel Quaritch 2.0. I liked that they took Quaritch, the 2-dimensional main villain from the first movie, and gave him dimension. He’s a father who does care for his son, he’s shown to have limits to his cruelty, he had an existential crisis when he learned he was a backup version of the original Quaritch, he was clearly disturbed when he saw his dead body, and he has insecurities since he felt the need to prove himself when he learned that Jake Sully tamed a dragon the hard way. This doesn’t make him likable, but this does make him more compelling as a character.

As for Spider (aka Tarzan-Mowgli), I liked that they didn’t just portray him as loyal to the Na’vi. He may be on the Na’vi’s side, but he still cares for Quaritch since that’s his biological father. He even got along with him during the scene where they’re practicing the language. It makes Spider a flawed protagonist, someone you can root for but acknowledge that he’s not perfect. Obviously, him saving Quaritch is going to bite the heroes in the ass, but you get why Spider did it.

With all this being said, I did have other problems with the movie that isn’t about the story/ character development. The movie was too long, especially when most of the plot was meandering around. The attempts at social commentary were clunky. It’s nice that James Cameron attempted to tackle harder topics, but the race angle doesn’t really work when Jake Sully’s character literally transferred his brain into the body of a Na’vi. If you were to apply this to real life, that’s like if a white person’s brain got inserted into a Native American person’s body, and the movie treats this as them becoming a “real” Native American. The set-up just doesn’t work as serious social commentary, which makes Avatar 2’s attempts at commentary a bit cringeworthy. And then there’s the world-building issues that arise from the attempts at social commentary. What I mean is, it’s now canon that the blue people can be racist towards each other if you’re the wrong shade of blue. However, in the scene where this happens, they’re all speaking English. It’s a jarring scene because they’re talking about something that’s Pandora-centric and with no humans around…but in the language of the humans. And the Na’vi DO HAVE their own languages! So, what the fuck?

Now, what else did I like about the movie? Well, I can appreciate the ambition. There’s clearly a vision here and it’s nice to see James Cameron really give it his all for this movie. And, of course, the special effects. This movie is absolutely carried by the special effects, especially since there are so many scenes where you’re just captivated by the beauty of Pandora. The original score is pretty good, being a mix of majestic beauty to match the nature scenes and bombastic epicness to match the war scenes. And, last but not least, a lot of good performances from the entire cast. It’s nice that the acting really came through, even though most of the cast were acting through motion capture.

But even with the positive points, this is probably a one-and-done for me. The movie just isn’t interesting enough to watch a second time. And it’s actually frustrating to think about since the movie cost around $350-400 million dollars. Yes, most of it went into the special effects, but you’d think that James Cameron would’ve hashed out the problems in the script.

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Walker Predictions

My Walker submission for Walkeverse Hiatus Creations Week 5- B Season promo

Alright we’ve got two trailers and two episode descriptions on our hands so let’s get to it!

Trailer 1

Trailer 2

3x08- "Cry Uncle"

FAMILY FIRST – In the aftermath of the Walker’s dramatic Thanksgiving dinner with Abeline’s (Molly Hagan) traumatic hospitalization, the family rings in the new year with members of the Walker family resolving to make better choices across the board. While Cordell (Jared Padalecki) throws himself into family matters, Cassie (Ashley Reyes) pulls Trey (Jeff Pierre) into a case tracking down an elusive tech mogul. But Cassie gets the sense she’s in hot water with Captain James (Coby Bell).

3x09- "Buffering"

SLOW ROAD TO REDEMPTION – Cordell (Jared Padalecki) and Cassie (Ashley Reyes) intervene in a hostage situation at a server farm, but something Trey (Jeff Pierre) finds indicates something more sinister is at play. Meanwhile, August (Kale Culley) tries to smooth things over with his grandparents, Liam (Keegan Allen) attempts to step up his responsibility within the family business, and a luncheon awkwardly reunites Cordell with someone from the past.

Alright, with all that in mind, here are my thoughts and predictions:

First thing’s first- I don’t believe they’re going to kill off Abby. There’s been no mention of Molly leaving the cast and she’s even been used in the new promo photos, not to mention 1x09 episode description mentions August making things up to his grandparents- plural. Abby will be back on her feet eventually. I’m hoping we get some kind of healing montage after she recovers from the hospital. I’m also hoping to get an appearance from her brother or at the very least a mention of him.

I think things are going to get worse between Stella, Cordell, and August before they get better. There’s a lot of anger and hurt between the three of them (we even have a clip of Stella outright blaming August for everything) and it’s going to take a while to sort out those feelings. We can see Cordell trying to play mediator between them (part of him dedicating himself to family matters I’m sure) but the clip of him driving off in the truck without them makes me think that he’s going to give up on that and force them to sort it out themselves, or maybe even the kids rejecting his help. I don’t think we’ll be seeing a resolution on them for a long while, if we even get one this season.

I also think they might be moving off of the ranch. The place where they’re sitting around the table talking about their problems doesn’t look like the main ranch house or their side house.

I don’t think that James is going to fire Cassie or Cordell but part of me thinks we’ll be getting a partner shakeup of some sort. We know that Cassie and Trey will be working a case in 3x08; maybe that thread will continue. Whatever happens, things are going to be a little unstable at the Ranger HQ for a bit.

Trey’s going to be dealing with imposter syndrome given his unconventional trail to Rangerhood. I, very selfishly, want this to lead to Trey leaving the ranger force and going back into therapy but I highly doubt that will actually happen. I think we’re going to get more casework and have Trey proving himself on and off the field. Whether the other rangers will get a chance to shine is up in the air.

I’m most intrigued by whatever is going on between Liam and Bonham. Liam seems excited to expand the Walker family business with horse therapy and the horse sanctuary but we get a clip of Bonham worrying about Liam affecting his reputation. Is Liam ruffling feathers in the horticulture community while he’s making his dreams come true? Is he acting inappropriately without realizing? This is a very different business environment than what he’s used to so I wouldn’t be surprised if his efforts are upsetting things. I hope we can get some of Bonham supporting his son rather than just trying to sink his dreams but there’s not enough information about this plotline yet to say for sure.

And then, of course, there’s the matter of the Grey Flags. The writers tried to tell us they were gone after 3x06 but casting calls for Grey Flags and Marines tell a different story. We’re either going to be getting a lot more flashbacks or the terrorists are coming back. The actors for Julia Johnson and Sergeant Cooper were also on set before the Christmas break so we’ll likely be seeing them again soon. Perhaps Julia is the awkward meeting from the past in 3x09? What part they all have to play in the story remains to be seen but I’m glad to be seeing some more Big Bad action.

I also hope Kevin Golden returns because Cassie is going to need some support during all this. I also think he may be responsible for keeping the Side Step open so fingers crossed on that.

January 12th will be upon us soon and I cannot wait to see what happens next (and what I was right about!)

#walkerversehiatuscreations #week 5 #b season promo #walker #thoughts and precitions

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rphelperblog · 1 year

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Marvel’s Runaways Quote RP Meme

inspired by @elegancefandoms and @multistoty - feel free to edit or change quotes and pronouns for rp purposes

“Personally, I’ve found denial to be a very effective coping mechanism.”

no more Ghostbumps for you.”

“Some people hide behind makeup, others behind a smile. It’s still hiding.”

“Because they’re horrible people.”

“We were friends because our parents were friends. We were just kids. We were always gonna grow apart.”

“Oh. That was just hypothetically.”

“For as long as I can remember… whenever I was with you, I felt like the luckiest kid in the world. You weren’t just my father, you were my best friend. But the more I learn about you… the more I realize that you’re just not a good person.”

“When I was laying here, my biggest fear wasn’t laying here, it was that I might die without ever having looked into her eyes. I want to meet her.”

“I mean, never mind last night. What we do, doesn’t it take anything out of you?”

“Losing my husband, I could survive. But losing my son, I could not.”

“Right now it is perfect in your mind, and that is where you need to live while we build this thing. Take me there.”

“Which is now the same age as out children. That don’t bother anybody?”

“My son, they used to say there would never be a self-driving car until they made one. I can beat this thing. I know it.”

“I love you and I have for a really long time. I guess I’ve just been too stupid and weak and insecure to tell you that before, but I just needed to say it in case I never get another chance.”

“I’m sorry this isn’t your grass-fed, free-range, sacrifices but whatever he did, just be glad he did it.”

“You wouldn’t understand. No matter where you go, or what you do, people see you. When someone like me walks through a door, no one really turns my way. Unless I just barfed orange juice onto my shoes.”

“‘Cause everyone knows what’s best for me!”

“I was actually scared of that Staff.”

“Woah. What’s going on? Why aren’t you using my bed?”

“Yes, I can see how including you greatly increased our chances of success. That’s called sarcasm.”

“I will see you again, I’m certain of it.”

“I really like it. It’s so mean.”

“It’s us, your favorite band of racially diverse youths. Well, not me.”

“I’m sorry, what are your powers again?”

“Channeling 2012 Miley Cyrus?”

“You don’t actually have to hate to admit that.”

“Alright. I-I lamp you!”

“You don’t actually have to admit that.��

“Please don’t kill me. I can’t die before Hillary’s elected.”

“Whenever I was with you, I felt like the luckiest kid in the world.”

“When things calm down, I’ll come for you. I’ll find you.”

“Unfortunately, the truth can make you very lonely.”

“That thing is the work of a child. You got ahead of yourself.”

“Whenever I was with you, I felt like the luckiest kid in the world.”

“Unfortunately, the truth can make you very lonely.”

“Calc’s boring. I like practical applications.”

“We were always gonna grow apart.”

“And the devil will have his due.”

“I was never anally probed.”

“I guess, since tonight may be our last night on Earth.”

“How is it you know all this but you’ve never gotten above a B- in calculus?”

We were always gonna grow apart.”

“Maybe your darkness is you. Your power, like, how my light is for me.”

“What if the ghosts of all those kids are still in this room watching us right now?”

He just disintegrated my phone in some kind of weird semi-psychotic jealous rage.”

“Yeah. Well, if that’s how it is, I’d like one last dance.”

“Better than the insufferable social justice warrior.”

“We made a deal with the devil.”

“Because losing you forever … that’d be like another death.”

“What do you care? You thought I was an idiot.”

“You could have at least swiped a bottle of the good stuff.”

“Remember fun? You always used to love going to hotels. Having me come by in the middle of the day…”

“Waiting for her actually. But, I’m going somewhere else because why would she be here, standing in line at a bar?”

“Kids that know you when you’re young? No one will ever know you like that again. Don’t give up on that.”

“But what we did tonight … the zip code may have changed, and, yeah I traded my old crew for some rich white folk … killing is still killing.”

“When things calm down, I’ll come for you. I’ll find you.”

“Some people hide behind makeup, others behind a smile. It’s still hiding.”

“I realize how difficult it must be, discovering the truth about yourself with no one to guide you, no one who truly understands.”

“I’d like to report a murder? I mean, I wouldn’t LIKE to but…”

“Please don’t say it’s going to be OK. My mom is a murderer; all of our parents are murderers!”

“No, because you’re drinking well vodka.”

“The truth is, you never know what’s going on in someone’s mind, even someone you love.”

“I may have given it cursory glance purely out of scientific curiosity.”

“Forgive me for being so busy changing the world that I didn’t notice your bangs had grown out.”

“We’re not characters in some trashy movie. This is real life. We’re in a real marriage.”

“You know who you are. I know who you are, and neither of us is our parents, or the messed up stuff they’re doing.”

“Okay. Tell me. What’s the right way to meet my daughter?”

“Are you going to say sorry to her?”

“No. I got a broken rib because of her.”

“Or maybe, they’re better at hiding what’s really going on.”

“You had a good run. There was a moment there when your poster was on the wall of every teenage girls across the country.”

“We’re ready. Tonight, another becomes an eternal.”

“Kind of how I feel about Chardonnay.”

“Why would our parents do all these horrible things?”

“The truth is, you never know what’s going on in someone’s mind, even someone you love.”

“My son, they used to say there would never be a self-driving car until they made one. I can beat this thing. I know it.”

“I’m sorry this isn’t one of your grass-fed, free-range, sacrifices, but whatever he did, just be glad he did it.”

“Really? Just like I wouldn’t understand you were lying about the hedgehog?”

“You’re not getting cold feet are you?”

“I’ve booked us a room five minutes away. It worked for Dakota Johnson.”

“Secrets only live in shadows and there are no shadows in the light.”

“Yeah, and now we make fun of guys like you.”

“That’s high praise indeed.”

“When I was laying here, my biggest fear wasn’t laying here, it was that I might die without ever having looked into her eyes.”

“I didn’t realize this was BYOB. Now I see why you ditched downstairs.”

“There’s something in here about any church intake files, arrivals, runaways.”

“I may have given it a cursory glance purely out of scientific curiosity.”

“Now. How hard can it be to find a dinosaur in the Palisades?”

”At least she gets a wand. She loves that thing. She’s been sleeping with it.”

“That was one day. There were a hundred when you didn’t realize. I was standing right next to you.”

“Since there isn’t a chance we that we don’t make it back from this, I wanted to tell you what I think of you. Which is that you’re amazing, you’re brilliant.”

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wetbloodworm · 1 year

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still in AIverse hell, now considering those kids in dnd au

the first question is whether i stick more to their canon for inspiration or if i lean more towards the generic human AU i've got. the problem with the latter is that there isn't much plot or really any kind of foundation there, it's just 'modern times and also zeph is human'. so my instinct is to go the canon route, so that i at least have a starting point for whatever kind of story is going on

OKAY so the next question that follows is what the fuck is zeph's deal here. warforged are the robot equivalents in dnd but that doesn't feel right, both in appearance and especially in the species features. i think reborn is actually a better fit for him? reborn origins can be all over the place and there are examples of reborn having manufactured bodies. i think that's a more fun space to play in here, zeph already has straight-up 'sentient robot' in his canon, why not complicate the situation here. throw in some mad science. so he's a conglomeration of organic and artificial parts plus some random soul that got snatched up for the experiment. maybe he's powered by a soul gem? potentially multiple soul gems? i can include crystals in his design that way fuck yeah. so yeah, science/magic experiment that's awakened without any memories and very quickly decides uh he wants no part in this actually? this feels kinda... real fucked up. so. uh. bye

zeph escaping the necromancer somehow, he meets up with andrew eventually b/c gotta get my boys together, but we’ll touch on that later. i think zeph does get occasional flashes of memories from his previous life (lives, if there's multiple gems) but largely he just feels hugely uncomfortable and tries to ignore them. he doesn't fully conceptualize those memories as HIS, more like... he views himself as a new person with an unfortunately stolen soul. not his fault, but that person had to die for him to be here now, and he doesn't like thinking about it.

idk what class he'd be? a caster of some kind makes sense to me. sorcerer? or potentially warlock? looked up subclasses and i think warlock w/ The Undead as his patron. he wasn’t the one that made the pact, the necromancer was during his creation. zeph isn’t like... 100% sure that his patron can’t just fucking un-awaken him for not doing as instructed so he lives in fear of his patron contacting him.

now andrew... i know immediately that he's a martial class. just his vibe. fighter, i think? fighter feels the most right out of everything, and i like the cavalier subclass. it mentions that cavalier are usually born among nobility and that feels right for him. for species... half-elf sounds right. and i just really like the idea of andrew as an adventurer! exploring the world, taking on jobs as they come, trying to help people! i’m deciding now that he’s traveling with sada (air genasi artificer), aimee (half-elf ranger), and gaige (elf wizard).

andrew’s situation is much simpler than zeph’s so i don’t have as much to say about him unfortunately, sorry my son. but he and zeph run into each other shortly after zeph has escaped. i don’t know exactly how they meet, but i know that zeph would feel safer in a group than alone, and also he hasn’t been awakened for very long with only spotty memories so there’s a lot of shit he needs help with, so he might’ve been seeking a group to travel with.

i’m losing interest in this post and i don’t want it sitting in my drafts forever so we’re ending it here. i’m probably going to make character sheets tbh

#AIverse tag #dnd au tag #andrew tag #zephyr tag

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neopuppy · 3 years

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Dive Into You: Part 2. (M)

Preview: “You’re not seriously just fucking with her to get back at me are you? It’s not like everyones talking about you being dads problem child here.” Jeno’s arms fold over his chest. Bicep muscles straining under tight sleeves.

“Shouldn’t you be happy? I’m allowing you to spend alone time with your church girl. You should be thanking me nono.”

Pairing: brothers Jeno/Haechan x female reader

Word Count: 3.8k

Genre: pwp, church boys AU, smut, love triangle, brothers nohyuck

Warning: daddy issues, sacrilegious themes, explicit language, master manipulator Haechan, innocent Jeno, virgin reader, corruption, bible quotes

Smut Warning: oral(F receiving), slight sensory deprivation, fingering, all in church.

Intro—>

Part 1–>

“I told the new family in town that you’d be showing their daughter around boys. I expect you to be on your best behavior.” Pastor Lee slaps a hand over Jeno’s shoulder with a firm grip. “No funny business.”

“You got it, father. You know, like because you’re a pastor.” Haechan snorts, pouring hot steaming coffee into a ceramic mug.

“Ha ha ha, you’re hilarious. Make sure your brother acts right. People around town are already talking enough about my atrocious parenting skills. Word travels fast in these small towns you know.” Pastor Lee adjusts his tie in the mirror. Stepping out of the front door with not even a wave goodbye. Jeno left rubbing at his shoulder with irritation.

“What time do you want to head out?” He questions, eyes burning into Haechans back.

“Oh, I can’t do that ‘show the new townies’ around thing today. Got a brunch date in the next town over with someones mom.” Haechan turns, leaned back along the kitchen counter blowing steam from his coffee.

“What?? She’s your girlfriend now. Aren’t you supposed to hang out with her tonight?” Jeno’s eyes widen befuddled. More in disbelief his brother would be two timing you, familiar with his antics.

“Your point?” Haechan scoffs, checking messages through his phone. Petty smirk on his lips sending you a ‘miss you’ text.

“You’re a dog. You’re not seriously just fucking with her to get back at me are you? It’s not like everyones talking about you being dads problem child here.” Jeno’s arms fold over his chest. Bicep muscles straining under tight sleeves.

“Shouldn’t you be happy? I’m allowing you to spend alone time with your church girl. Should be thanking me nono.”

“Dick..” Jeno mutters, grabbing his bag to head out. Not wanting to spend another minute around his brother.

“Wait a minute..” Haechan grabs a hold on Jeno’s arm, pulling him back into the kitchen. “Take good care of my girl today yea?” Jeno’s eyes squint as his brother sneaks a $20 bill into his side jacket pocket.

“Maybe get her a milk shake or something. Whatever it is you kids drink. We’re not really going on a date tonight if you know what I mean.” Haechans eyes shift around mischievously. Knowing damn well Jeno knows. Knowing exactly what to say to get under his skin.

Jeno grips at Haechans collar, huffing against his face. Anger seething through fingertips aching to bring his brother physical pain. Jaw tightening, resisting the deep urge inside building for years everyday.

“Gonna give me a black eye nono? What will father think when he finds out his bad seed is also abusive?” Lips curling with a slick grin. Haechan the expert on how to push Jeno’s buttons. Worked on himself well to get exactly what he wants.

“That’s what you want isn’t it?” Jeno clenches the fabric between his fist, arms shaking with rage. “You’re the perfect one, I’m the fuck up. You’re the one dad brags about, I’m the one he pretends doesn’t exist.”

“You think your daddy issues would get your little church girl turned on? Should I tell her how you cry yourself to sleep wishing you were me?” Haechan snorts, loosening from of Jeno’s grip. Hands smoothing out his freshly ironed shirt.

“I’ve never wanted to be anything like you. You don’t care about anyone but yourself.”

“That’s not true nono..” Haechan pulls on a jacket. Fingers twirling around keys. “You know how much I love my car” with a cocky wink matching a shit eating grin Haechan heads out. Leaving Jeno festering in his anger. Fists slamming against the counter. Back tense with underlying hatred, hatred for himself. Tired of how easily Haechan manages to provoke him.

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Jeno’s nervous, pissed off, feeling anxious. Pacing back and forth in front of your house. He didn’t have much of a choice with the looming threat of getting shipped back off to Jesus camp hovering his mind. The idea to ditch this whole ordeal passing his thoughts more than once. It’s not that he liked you, but it’s also not necessarily that he didn’t like you. Convincing himself he just hasn’t gotten any for too long now. Dick probably desperate for anything at this point. Nothing related to how cute you looked with your lips all swollen after kissing him. Jacking off at home that night reliving the events long forgotten.

Forget about stroking himself off in the shower the next morning again. Or the other five more times since. No he didn’t like you, not really..

“Aren’t you one of Pastor Lee’s sons??” And older woman carrying bags of groceries approaches. Lipstick covering her two front teeth, over sized dress hanging from her body.

“Oh uh.. yes I am. I’m supposed to.. show your.. daughter? Around today..” Jeno stutters out, mentally slapping himself.

“Oh..” the woman adjusts a bag in her hold, throat clearing. “What about that lovely brother of yours? What’s his name again?”

“Haechan..” Jeno’s eyes shift, looking away. How did his brother manage to convince everyone he was such an angel. A modern day fallen angel, roaming earth in disguise.

“Ah that’s it..” she makes a sound of disapproval, bag dropping on the porch. “A polite young boy would have offered assistance.” Voice lowly whispering as she unlocks the front door. Jeno’s eyes darting between the groceries and woman, cursing himself yet again for coming off exactly how everyone says.

“I’ll call her down.” She steps inside. Loud shouting vocals calling out your name. The sound of foot steps against stairs following. Your figure appearing, dressed up to impress. Jeno’s throat itching, swallowing, adjusting his collar.

“That’s not your bike- is it?!” Your mothers shrieking voice questions. Eyes bulging out, taking in the sleek black motorcycle off the sidewalk.

“I’m here!” Your smile falls, only spotting one brother waiting for you outside. Not the one you’d expect even. You subtly give a look around, searching for someone else maybe hiding in surprise. Jeno unfortunately does not fail to notice.

“That is my bike Ma’m.. it’s safe. I promise.” He holds up two helmets. Craving to crawl into a hole under your moms scrutinizing gaze.

“I’m not so sure about this..” she mumbles. Eyes glaring into Jeno, trying to put the fear of God...fear of a strict crazy mother, in him.

“It’ll be fine mom! He has a helmet! I’ve been on a motorcycle with dad before!” You lean up, pecking your mothers cheek. Summer dress twirling up with air as you run forward. Jeno catching a glimpse of your underwear. Shifting a helmet over his groin momentarily.

“I thought Haechan was coming too?” You asks, taking the helmet held out for you. Typically being his brothers helmet, little did you know.

“He’s busy.. errands out of town or something.” Jeno mumbles, avoiding your eyes. He’s being weird, but then again you didn’t know him well enough to confirm he wasn’t always this way.

“Oh.. well I guess I’ll see him later anyway.” You frown, tugging at the light fabric of your dress. What a waste. “You ride a motorcycle?”

“Yea.. I don’t have a car so.. you’ve been on one before you said?” Jeno’s brows furrow. Eyes trained on your feet, teeth digging into his lower lip. You had to wear cute strappy sandals with a summer dress. That just made sense, to show off your cute freshly painted toes..Jeno’s brain feels like its turning in his skull. Lips begging for mercy to let out a scream.

“I actually haven’t. Just said that to make my mom shut up.” You lean in close. Lips grazing his earlobe as you whisper. Words muffled, Jeno blinking slowly. Perfume wafting around his head, as if this could get any worse.

“Uh..” Jeno steps away abruptly. “Put that on!” His voice awkwardly shouts to you, chin jerking toward the helmet in your hands. Head shaking, pulling on his own. Straddling around the bike seat, engine coming to life.

“Am I supposed to hold on to you?” You stand to Jeno’s side. Admiring the shining black bike, fitting for his character. At least physically.

“I..” Jeno’s breath catches under his helmet shield. Only now realizing you’ll be riding with him around today. Legs parted on him.. arms squeezing his abdomen.

“Jeno??..” you pull on your helmet with confusion. He wasn’t much for words it seemed. So opposite of his brother.

“Uh.. yea.. just hold on to me..” he sighs to himself. Sounding more displeased than intended. Uncomfortable awkwardness travels through you watching his shoulders slump. With reluctance, you lift your leg. Straddling Jeno’s back, bad day to wear a short dress..

“This is kind of..” your lips purse together, center a little too close to Jeno’s body. More than close, right on him. Cotton airy smell coming off his black jean jacket. Scent fresh and clean, hair lingering of lightly scented shampoo. His broad shoulders covering majority of your view.

“You should.. hold on tight.” Jeno licks his cracking lips. Foot kicking up the bikes lock. With another look toward your mom motioning the sign of the cross. You lean your body forward, chest pressed up on Jeno’s wide back. Arms circling around his small waist.

Jeno’s own thoughts rolling in like rapid fire. Throat squeezing in, heat between your bodies pressed together moving between his legs. Trying to focus on anything, anything but your breasts pressing into him. Anything besides your smooth thighs around him. The memory of kissing you too vividly choosing to repeat itself.

“God be with you!” Your mothers voice screams out. Bike engine too loud as Jeno rides off. Your dress blowing behind you, smile covering your face. Chin on his shoulder, admiring the view of your new home.

Could only be an even more perfect moment if it was Haechan you were wrapped around..

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“That’s it? A diner? That’s the tour of the town?” You twirl around the cherry sat atop melting whipped cream. Chocolate shake looking unblended and less than appetizing.

“There really isn’t much to do here..” Jeno mumbles, chin tucked into his chest. Basket of half eaten fries more interesting than you apparently.

“I could have told you that..” you murmur in response. Sitting back in the booth with boredom. Jeno does the same, brows furrowing in thought. A minute or five of silence passing. He grunts lowly, pulling his phone out.

“Look at you two!” Mark jogs over sporting a huge smile stretched across his cheeks. Red and white striped apron covering what looks like an all white uniform.

“You work here?!” You sit up, eyeing the uniform. Almost too fitting, a too old altar boy working part time at a cheap fifties diner.

“Well of course, phone bills don’t pay themselves! Timothy 6:10 For the love of money, is the root of all kinds of evil!” Mark proclaims, finger waggling about like a mad man. Your lips pulling back over your teeth in...displeasure.

“Right..”

“Fucking shit” Jeno groans, kicking at a foot under the table. Tsking as thumbs slam down at his phone screen.

“Ah Jeno! Proverbs 21:23! Whoever keeps his mouth and his tongue keeps himself out of trouble!” Mark places hands on his hips. Lips pursed together with disappointment.

“Yea..sorry Jesus. Whatever.” Jeno mumbles again, eyes not moving from his phone.

“Gamers right” Mark shakes his head your way. Eyes lighting up, taking your own phone out.

“What do you play??” you scoot in closer to Jeno. Closing the space between the two of you in the booth. His shoulders stiffen, curling in hunched over the table.

“Kartrider..” Jeno barely whispers. Catching enough of it, familiar with the game.

“I play too! Oh! I bet I have a better rank than you!” Laughing unlocking your phone, swiping the game open. “Look at my character, she’s so cute!”

“There’s no way you’re better than me....I’m always top ranking in this county..” Jeno’s eyes widen. Forgetting about his current race, watching you hold up your phone with laughter.

“Come on, let’s race. I’m gonna kick your ass!” You lean in closer, reading out Jeno’s ID as you enter it in. “Add me!”

“Language!” Mark sighs, head shaking with both of you. “God’s children have truly fallen. After everything the lord has done for us.”

“Come on Jeno! Play me! I’ll go easy on you” nudging at his side with a wink. Your smile grows, finally something you can do together. Jeno dragging you around downtown past rusty antique shops. The only thing that caught your interest a quant little family owned bookstore. Learning fast he wasn’t much for conversation. Face appearing pained and uninterested with every word from you.

“Don’t feel like playing anymore..” Jeno shuts his phone, screen turning black.

“What?! Aw come on. Can’t stand the thought of a girl beating you?” Jeno leans back, eyes taking in your face slowly. All he cared about was winning, competing in stupid games just to achieve a high ranking. You’d win of course, he’d never let you lose.

“Just don’t feel like playing anymore.”

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“Thanks for showing me around, the one street you took me to.” Your voice drips with sarcasm. Hopping off the back of Jeno’s bike. He removes his own helmet, hair flopping around messily. “Was fun I guess.”

“Yea well” Jeno holds out his hand for the helmet you borrowed. You hold it under your arm, brow quirking in confusion. Your hand slowly lifting, placing in his. Jeno’s eyes widen, staring at your hands held together. Too many feelings rushing at him all at once.

“Helmet!” Jeno shouts abruptly, hand flying away from yours like you’re too disgusting to touch.

“Geeze, fine. Sorry...” you place the helmet on the back end of Jeno’s bike. Turning away, without even a goodbye. He grabs your elbow, your foot stopping mid-air.

“You..” head turning, staring down where he holds you.

“Yes?” You implore him to continue. Jeno’s hand dropping from you when you fully turn to face him again.

“You.. you really like my brother..?” Jeno’s eyes fall to the ground. Thick dark eyelashes shadowing across his cheeks.

“Yea of course. Is that what this is about Jeno? I really do like him, I would never use someone.” You smile, bouncing back on your heels. Jeno’s lips suck in with frustration.

“Wish I could say the same about him.” Jeno mumbles, turning his engine back on.

“What was that?” Voice raising, trying to speak above the loud roar from the motorcycle. Jeno flicks down his helmet shield, speeding off. Cloud of dust surrounding you. Smacking at the air coughing out, bike disappearing behind dusts.

“Fucking jerk.”

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“Haechan! Where are we going? The church?!” Your shoes lift up dust. Arm in his hold pulling you toward the small old building.

“Where else would we go baby? Can’t go to my place, the holy spirit’s home.” Haechan laughs, pulling a lanyard from his back pocket. “Besides, this is my dads church you know right? It’s like my property too, we’re safe here under God’s watchful eye.”

“Isn’t this.. I don’t know. Sacrilegious?!” You anxiously follow him inside. Haechans easy smile comforting you, arms wrapping around your waist. He steps back down the center aisle. Pews displayed at your sides, Haechan leading you one in front. He pulls you to the center of the pew, sitting with hands on your hips.

“This feels..” you start, chest rising and falling faster as guilt passes through you.

“Wrong? God didn’t make us this way..” his hand smooths down your bare thigh. Passing the fresh new dress just for your date tonight. Fingers skirting between your thighs, one playing at a side covering your mound. “..for us to not touch and explore..”

“It’s just..” your hands grip at the front of the pew behind you. Where you’d normally kneel to pray..

“Just?..” Haechans eyes gaze up at you. Pure sin and danger hidden in the face of an angel. Tongue sliding up your other thigh. “You’re so sweet.”

You sigh in defeat, legs quivering, upper body doing the work to hold you up. His head dipping under your dress, nose pressing into your slit. Cotton from your panties shoving between you. Soft moans sounding from underneath, Haechans tongue licking at your underwear. Enough to properly soak them up, allowing drool to freely fall from his mouth. You gnaw at your lip, gathering up your dress fabric in one hand. Admiring the way the beautiful boy between your legs eats you up.

Haechan lets out a dreamy sigh. Long fingers stroking up and down your thighs. Teeth biting your at core with cloth between. Your stomach folds in, curling closer to where he sits below you. Fingers wrapping around the sides of your panties, tongue lapping at your inner thighs.

“Body of a virgin can heal more sins than body of christ you know..” underwear at your knees. Haechan leans back in, lips wrapping around your clit. Tongue swirling around, suctioning between. Your other hand lifting to your mouth, biting down on your thumb. Muffled moans and whines echoing around the church walls.

Haechans eyes stay on your face, tongue rolling your clit around. Hands squeezing your inner thighs, pulling back, clapping down slaps. Your hips jolting forward with suppressed cries. Everything about him was absolutely depraved. Looks deceiving from the boy your mother had always warned you about.

“Don’t hide your pretty sounds baby.” Haechan pulls away. Lips shining, coated in your wetness. Glares from the colored glass reflecting off his skin. Red tinted eyes sparkling up at you. Haechan reaches for your wrist, yanking your hand out from your mouth. His lips part open, tongue swirling around your entrance. Sucking up the wetness gathering around.

“Oh God!” You shout out, neck loosely dropping back. Tears on the brink of escaping the corners of your eyes.

“That’s it baby. You pray to me now.” Haechan groans, mouth closing over your entire mound. Eyes rolling back into his head, swiping up and down your core. Hands finding his hair, fingers digging into his scalp. Haechans tongue thrusts into your tight entrance, muscle working extra hard to enter.

“Oh my God!” Body shaking, ass digging into the pew. Hips twitching forward, grinding against Haechans face. Chin covered in your wetness, tongue wiggling inside you. Fingers finding way to your clit, pinching and rolling the bud. “Oh my God!!”

Haechan groans inside you, scalp in pain from your pulling. Cock hardening in his jeans, taste of innocence in his mouth nearly orgasmic. You taste too fucking good, nothing like that used up whore from earlier..

“I-I c-can’t!” Haechans fingers work at your clit. Rapidly sweeping back and forth. Tongue sliding out, jaw hung open. Eyes return to your face, smile breaking out over his cheeks.

“You can.” He pants, tongue hung out lazily lapping at your hole. Clit pinched between two fingers, massaging every little nerve. “Cum on my tongue.”

Your head drops forward, tear slipping free. Haechans raspy tone saying those words driving you past your limit. Ass lifted off the pew, core convulsing. Haechans tongue placed against your fluttering entrance. Catching all of your release. You weakly fall forward again, forehead resting on top of his messed up hair.

“So good.” Haechan moans words out, licking clean the wetness seeping from you. Neck lifting, hands cupping your cheeks. “Taste.”

Tongue pushing between your parted lips, trying to catch your breath. Haechan laps at your tongue, realization hitting you in seconds what he’s making you do. Tasting yourself between your lips. His tongue covering every corner inside your mouth. Haechans hands return to your hips, pulling you off the front of the pew to straddle his lap.

“You want it?” His hand digs into the back of your hair. Jean clad dick shoving between your thighs at your heated core. Weakly nodding, eyes half open lazily pecking pouty lips. Haechan lays back down flat across the pew. Warm hands rubbing up and down your back soothingly. “Come here.”

Your head nods, under his command. Mind controlled by whatever he’s saying, telling you ‘I want it- no matter what it is.’ If it’s from Haechan- give it to me, now. You lay down on his chest, kisses continuing. Hands squeezing around your ass, pulling up your dress. Hands flying down hard with mean slaps. Fingers gliding down finding way between your legs again. Skimming up and down your slit from the back. Soft moans passing between your swollen lips.

Body tensing, sounds of the large entrance doors opening up with a slam. Haechans eyes open up staring into yours, brows lifted. His lips purse out with a silent ‘shhh’, earning a rapid head shake from you. Familiar smirk pulling at his lips, free hand clamping over your mouth. Your eyes widen, lips pressing into the palm of Haechans hand. Fingertips circling around your needy entrance. Panic rushing through you as loud foot steps approach closer and closer.

Your forehead shoved up against Haechans. Mouth closed off, silent whimpers falling out behind his hand. Finger sliding inside you, his lit up eyes watching your expressive eyes react. The fear and curiosity alone could make him cum.

“Are you kidding me!” A flash light shines over your faces. Mark standing at the end of the pew in disgust. Your head lifts quickly, ripping Haechans hand off your mouth. Cheeks heating up absolutely mortified. Moving fast, adjusting your dress to cover up. Haechan stays laid down, eyes fluttering shut with irritation.

“Fucking cock block.” He whispers to himself, sitting up. Tent in his jeans extremely evident.

“I knew you stole my keys again Haechan!” Mark clicks the flash light on and off angrily. Both of you covering your eyes. “and you! Mary of Magdala! You should be ashamed! Think of your mother!”

“Dude, chill.” Haechan stands, hands held up trying to block the bright light from his eyes. “We weren’t doing anything.”

“Weren’t doing anything?!? If people found out what you were doing, this one would be getting pelted with stones!” Mark passes the light over your face. You cringe, hands coming up to hide yourself.

“Mark, quick, what’s the verse about fucking that really cute voice of an angel choir boy?” Haechan throws him a knowing look, pulling a lanyard from his pocket. Marks eyes widen, snatching his keys away.

“Don’t steal my keys again! Next time I will be telling your father!” Mark scurries away, door slamming behind him.

“Oh my God he’s gonna tell your dad!” You panic, pulling your dress down. Attempting to wipe away any mascara that could be on your cheeks.

“Nah he’d never, can’t risk everyone finding out about Renjun. Don’t worry baby, I got something on everyone.” Haechan pulls you in, gently pecking your lips. Your senses relax, mind torn with stress still. Who the fuck were you right now..

“You know..” Haechan turns you around, hand scooping your chin. “I’m gonna fuck you. Right there.” He holds your jaw up. Eyes on landing on the altar.

“Jesus will know all your sins after I’m done with you.”

Part 3–>

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diavolosthots · 3 years

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Ahhh I've been waiting so long for your requests to open again ! this may sound oddly specific but could you please do GN!MC going back to the human world then into highschool , but their parents are gone and they need someone to go with them to the parent teacher conference ? Demon brothers ofc. you can do MtL or teams if you think their reactions will all be similar. Thank you !!

YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH THE MENTAL IMAGE OF LUCIFER PRETENDING TO BE YOUR DAD GIVES ME JOY

THE BROTHERS pretending to be MC’s parent for parent-teacher conference

Lucifer:

And if you don’t think he won’t take his role as your father 100% seriously, you’re mistaken. You best not be failing any classes MC. If he hears one bad review from your teachers he’ll scold you and you’ll think for a moment he’s actually your dad. Hell, he even had his glasses and best business suit on. First impressions and all. “Don’t let me catch you slacking, MC. A good education is important and you’re not going to turn out like Mammon, living off of my money.” “Lucifer!!!” But honestly it’s just so funny to see. If you have trouble with any of your teachers though, and it’s legitimately not your fault, he’ll rip them a new one and they’ll treat you with the utmost respect from now on.

Mammon:

So besides the fact that he is your second to worst choice for this, he also just doesn’t even try. He’s showing up in his regular clothes and chances are, he doesn’t look much older than you. “Sir, why do you look so young? This is a parent-teacher conference. You’re their brother, at most.” “Eh?! I’m older than the sock yer wearin’!!!” Oof. Yeah, don’t expect too much out of Mammon. If anything, he’ll turn this into a comedy show and you can’t catch your breath anymore from laughing so hard. Good luck. At the very least, you’ll find some humor in it.

Leviathan:

Let him get this straight: You want HIM to act as your DAD? Your PARENT? Have you MET him? Oh but you’re literally his bestest friend and he’d do almost anything for you and sadly, that does include this. He’ll even put something nice on and get out of his sweats and gamer jacket! Sadly, that doesn’t erase the awkwardness, though. He’s kind of embarrassed to compliment you so every time your teachers ask “how are they doing at home? Everything good?” Levi’s like “err… yah…. Uhm… you know… studying a lot…. And…. very responsible… yeah.” And that’s the most he can get out.

Satan:

Like father like son. Him and Lucifer both take this very seriously but Satan expects absolute perfection from you. He may play your dad but you better be the child given to him by God himself. No unexcused absences. No missing assignments. No test grades below an A. You better be a star student and if he even as much as glaces at a B or a failing grade, he’ll tear you apart in front of the teacher. “What did I tell you about studying? It’s because you’re always on that damn phone!” Okay, Boomer. Of course, all of this is meant in light heartedness ALTHOUGH he WILL lecture you if you are failing classes once you get back.

Asmodeus:

Y’all thought Levi was gonna be the worst choice but WRONG, it’s Asmo. Although he looks pretty decent and is super respectful, the fact that his voice is so high pitched and he could pass as a 14 year old if he really tried, makes your teachers not respect him back. Don’t even start with the constant flirting. “Asmo he’s married with kids!” “So? A little affair never hurt anyone!” For legal reasons: he’s joking. He also always finds a way to make it about your teacher’s skincare routines???? Like?? “Mrs. Smith you wrinkles are showing… is it because of the stress? Never have kids is what I always say!”

Beelzebub:

He’s… awkward… but he’s trying! Never would he have thought he’d be a dad so young but damn he’s trying. He put on his best outfit that didn’t make him look like he just came from a funeral/wedding, and he’s smiling and answering all the questions perfectly, although he did almost eat the pictures of fruit in your foreign language class, almost…. “Sir are you okay?” “Yeah I’m just hungry.” “Did you not eat before?” “Not enough…. I had only 60 Big Mac Meals.” Never…. Never take him back…. The teachers are still weirded out.

Belphegor:

Oof okay so here’s the thing: he’s trying. He really is. It’s just that all your classes are boring and why do you even need to know these things? As someone who’s learned these things first hand from the people that discovered them, he can say that 97.33% of all the stuff you’re learning right now is useless. “Excuse me? Are you drooling on my desk?” “hm….? Oh you’re still talking….? Sorry, your words were just so slurred and drawn out…” “I’m just talking normally???” “exactly.” Try not to laugh I guess but also… you can’t really blame him.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #cheys headcanons #asmodeus obey me #belphegor obey me #mammon obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #beelzebub obey me

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maschotch · 2 years

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was talking with @arsonhotchner yesterday about anything everything hotch related. we were talking ab different things he does once he leaves the bau and what memories he has of the team. picking up those classic housewife hobbies, including cooking. and tbh i think hotch is a good cook? and not to be the 9000th bitch talking about ‘food is a love language’ but food is a love language and i think hotch’s love is something that’s so so special. so here are some hotch-cooking headcanons:

hotch doesnt cook for the others often. he pretty much never cooks for himself and ever since jack started living with him full time he basically just cooks kid mac n cheese and chicken nuggets until his son’s palate develops a bit. the only times they really get the chance is a) the rare occasions he invites them over to his apartment b) when he goes to one of their houses and they happen to have the right ingredients for a dish and everyones hungry so he might as well or c) if he gets dropped off late at night after a bad case and its too late to pick up jack from jessica’s. still pent up from the case and knowing they wont be able to sleep for a while, hotch may cook something

morgan and hotch both value the significant impact comfort foods can have. there’s something soothing about preparing this kind of meal for someone, a special meal that makes them feel warm inside and its something hotch really enjoys. hotch expands morgan’s horizons, introducing him to the rich but simple southern cooking that settles in the stomach like a weighted blanket. it doesnt always go smoothly lol they are constantly at odds ab who has the better fried chicken recipe, so thats a point of contention. but for the most part morgan’s happy to eat whatever dish hotch makes that feels like it calls to a memory he doesn’t have. morgan favorite tho is hotch’s chicken fried steak. its quick and way easier than breaking down a whole chicken, and as long as there’s meat in the freezer then they’re usually fine on the rest of the ingredients. its actually haley’s recipe, but hotch likes that he has someone else to cook it for; its a little too depressing to cook it for himself. paired with mashed potatoes and gravy its truly a great comfort food. and its heavy, so it whatever tension has built up over the last few days eases away

garcia LOVES to cook so its really rare that hotch ever finds the need to cook for her. (he’s a better baker than she is, so he’ll bring some baked goods to her house sometimes when he comes to visit.) one year tho garcia sheepishly asks him for help with a family recipe. she tried to make it once and failed horribly, but its a difficult task to take on by yourself for the first time. hotch cant deny her anything so he rolls up his sleeves and starts working the masa for tamales. hotch hasnt ever made it either but he’s made similar pork fillings and he’s familiar enough with corn based dough to have a good idea of what to look for. its a long process and he ends up crashing on her couch waiting for them to steam. she almost cries when they turn out well, relieved she didnt shame the family lmao. she’s insistent that he’s her good luck charm and soon enough it becomes a yearly holiday tradition for hotch and jack to come over and help her make tamales for the team. hotch and jack continue the tradition on their own, but hotch can almost sense her presence, thinking maybe if he looks to his side she’ll be there with a heartwarming smile

emily’s tricky. more often than not they end up ordering take out, too exhausted to bother with cooking or cleaning up afterwards. she rarely has any proper ingredients on hand other than the very basics and some nonperishables. he typically ends up at her apartment after a case that brings them home late—too late to order anything decent other than the same two 24 hour restaurants they’ve ordered from at least a dozen times this month already. hotch is a creature of habit, but even he’s getting sick of so much of the same thing. refusing to eat the same fucking meals again he tears apart her kitchen looking for SOMETHING to make while emily mocks the futility of his search. emily’s laughs grow louder when the only thing that could remotely be gathered into some kind of meal is a meager assortment of sandwich materials. muttering something about her being worse than a college bachelor, he stubbornly insists on making something worthwhile out of this. “im gonna make the best fucking sandwich you’ve ever had in your life, emily prentiss.” with an angry finger point and everything. toasting the bread carefully, melting various cheeses, frying an egg, furiously beating together an aioli, sautéing some vegetables and mushrooms, by the time she’s finally pulled herself together and gotten her hysterical breathing under control, he presents her with his creation. still ruefully side eyeing him she takes a bite and suddenly her teasing look becomes an annoyed glare. fuck. it really is a good sandwich. it becomes a tradition: its faster than takeout and uses very few ingredients. she expands the contents of her pantry slightly (SLIGHTLY) to give him more to work with, and on those late nights when their company is all they have to cling to so they dont fall into the spiral of demented nightmares they’re left with after a case, he’ll make a couple sandwiches, she’ll grab a couple beers, and they’ll bask in fake serenity until its not pretend anymore. when he cant fall asleep in his assigned house in vermont, the midnight sandwiches bring back fond memories, even if the grief of the life he’ll never have again sours the taste

gideon doesnt cook for other people often. and when he does he almost never lets them watch, preferring to prepare in advance and disappear into the kitchen to put it all together when they arrive. but after a particularly grueling case, still early in hotch’s career w the bau, gideon takes him to his cabin to cook a meal for him. while gideons still prepping the ingredients, he looks over at the shell shocked man sitting still with a vacant look in his eye. hoping the younger agent would appreciate the meditative process of preparing a meal, he pulls hotch into the kitchen and gives him instructions. its one of the first time gideon’s really cooked with someone, and honestly he’s a little surprised at how easy it is to walk hotch through the steps of the meal thats been passed through his family for generations. by the time the risotto’s nearly done, there’s a little more life in hotch’s eyes and his movements arent as stiff and robotic as they were at the start. they spend the night in silence, other than the occasional directions, but when they sit down to enjoy the product of their labor conversation trickles slowly until it becomes natural. soon the pair are laughing as though they hadn’t witnessed the worst things either of them had ever seen just hours prior.

rossi, meanwhile, has taught hotch plenty of recipes over the years. by the time rossi returns to the bau, half the time hotch comes over for dinner, rossi makes hotch cook. hotch always makes some wry comment about rossi sullying his reputation as a host, but he’s happy to help and is always secretly pleased to make something his mentor would enjoy. he’s learned a myriad of southern italian recipes at this point, but on a whim he decided to make gideon’s dish. rossi lounges with a glass of wine to watch the unit chief work and as he pieces together the combination of different ingredients, he’s stunned when he realizes its one of the meals gideon would make for rossi. hotch wouldnt know—hotch couldnt know—but gideon and rossi used to cook for each other more than they would for anyone else. he quickly blinks the tears from his eyes at the reminder of his old friend, the familiar scent of creamy risotto and braised meat cutting straight to his heart and bringing up memories he hasnt thought of in years of two friends retreating to their bubble of home-cooked meals and long talks into the night. he does well to hide his emotions while hotch finishes cooking, but the tears fall on his plate when hotch presents the dish exactly as gideon did all those years ago. hotch is worried at first but after reassurances and praises, he settles slightly. the meal gets added to the regular menu rotation to the hotchner-rossi dinner nights and hotch always associates the dish with the two most influential figures in his life.

hotch finds himself playing the opposite role when it comes to reid. when the young genius is shut down and far too quiet after a case, hotch will drive him home and settle reid on the couch while he flits around reid’s kitchen for something to whip up. the boy (he’s a man, hotch knows that, but there’s something about the younger agent that always seems to remind hotch of a child; he distantly wonders if this was how gideon and rossi looked at him) has a weak appetite when troubled. well versed in those kind of limitations from his own experiences, oftentimes the easiest thing to make and eat in those times is soup. nothing too acidic or hotch is sure reid wont be able to keep it down. the oil bubbles visible in broth-based stews further nauseate the boy. through trial and error, wanting to find something at least slightly nutritious that wont upset his stomach, hotch finds squash soup is the best thing for reid to eat during those times. potato soup makes a good substitute—especially when its too late to make a quick run to the corner market for the fresh ingredients—but the brighter color is more alluring to the young genius and hotch feels a little better ab the health benefits. he makes enough for a family of ten, hoping having the leftovers will encourage reid to continue eating the next few days until he regains his faculties. its something hotch continues to make for jack when he’s sick, but even when he makes it for his son he finds his mind drifting to spencer

#anywayyyyyyyy i just think its neat #there are probably other things he has for the other members #he thinks of alex when he makes smoothies #he thinks of kate when jack demands goldfish #he thinks of tara when he makes stir fry #he thinks of luke's stash of paletas in the break room freezer when he passes them in the store--slipping a couple into his cart #when he makes ropa vieja he thinks of elle's shock when he makes it for her for the first time--surprised that he knew the classic recipe #i could go on aksjhdlgjka #cm writings #aaron hotchner #derek morgan #penelope garcia #emily prentiss #jason gideon #david rossi #spencer reid #I FORGOT JJS AJDHLGAJKHDKJFGAHL #he thinks of her when he cooks new orleans dishes--fondly remembering her fascination with will's and hotch's abilities to cook #the poor sheltered pennsylvania gal hadnt had much flavor in her life #if two white boys could impress her - he cant imagine what it would be like for her to try different world cuisines

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a-libra-writes · 3 years

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OH SPEAKING OF BOBBY B WOULD YOU EVER WRITE HCS FOR BEING LIKE HIS DAUGHTER/LIKE JOFF’S TWIN OR SMTH AND ROBERT ACTUALLY LIKING YOU

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i miss my dad so i guess thats why im doing these specific requests LOL

So, imagine the first child between Cersei and Robert. The one that survived a sickly cradle, against all odds. The one with hair that was unmistakably black, not gold. The one Cersei couldn't stand the moment every time she laid eyes on her in the crib, because of all her negative and hurt feelings toward Robert. This is back when she was still a teenager, and her fantasies about the brave Baratheon that toppled the Mad King turned to smoke and mirrors.

Needless to say... over the years, she'd take out a lot of her frustration on this kid.

Robert likes that the child laughs and runs and smiles. He's far too indulgent, allowing her to sit on his knee during tourneys even if Cersei finds them too violent. He has extravagant gifts for her, anywhere from expensive dolls made of silk or a whole pony. He'd even take her on hunting expeditions - even if his Kingsguard protested - showing her how to use a bow and boarspear, even if she's far, far too young and small to handle such weapons.

When Joffrey is born, Robert struggles to bond with him the same way. Joff doesn't laugh easily like his daughter did, instead he cries and screams all the time. Cersei protectively keeps him away, claiming Robert distresses the boy. In truth, she prefers Joff right away, because he's a boy, and a son of Jaime besides ... ... and deep down, she's always been hurt how her daughter seems to prefer Robert.

The more the girl grows up to be like him, the more Robert prefers her. If she's outgoing and laughs easily, he'd much rather spend time with her than a fussy Joffrey. If she's active and healthy, he'll want to teach her how to ride. He'd allow lessons with swords and spears if she begged enough, though Cersei would absolutely forbid it.

As the child gets older, she'd begin to notice her father breaking promises. Sometimes he smells too much like drink, and he loses his temper and yells at her mother. Her mother yells at him, yells at her. She can't seem to get her mother's favor, no matter how nicely she dresses or speaks.

Her grandfather Tywin is cold, distant and scary, and she knows her father dislikes him, so she hates coming to Casterly Rock. Uncle Jaime is strangely distant too, but at least Uncle Tyrion is kind and plays with her. He gives her books and encourages her to read to Myrcella and Tommen, and look after them. Uncle Stannis is a bit strict, but once he showed her all the ships on the harbor, and she always remembered that. Uncle Renly was almost as funny as her father, and always smelled better.

To Cersei, Robert's favor to their first child is beyond irksome. He should be favoring his first son, his heir! He's a little indulgent with Myrcella, and doesn't think too much about Tommen. She'll begin to criticize and pick at her eldest daughter, trying to cut down on traits that are too much like her father.

She'll quickly think of marriage, not caring that her daughter hasn't even had her first moonblood yet, not remembering how panicked and angry she was at her own father's plans to marry her quickly. She doesn't want Ned's oldest marrying her daughter, as much as Robert wants that match. In her anger, she almost wants to punish her husband and oldest daughter for having the gall to be so similar. She wants a match that will upset them.

If the girl was more tomboyish and fond of fighting, she'd win the argument to learn swords. It would be a huge wedge between Cersei and Robert, one of their big fights, but she'd learn. And she'd be good at it. If she was more ladylike and interested in the court, she'd begin to find her father's mistakes and cover for them at too young of an age. Lord Arryn would try to shield her from it, but, well ...

No matter what, by the time she's thirteen or fourteen, her idyllic image of her heroic, strong father would begin to tarnish. She'd see the drinking, the whores, the expensive feasts, the explosive fights with her mother. She'd notice the cruel tendencies in Joffrey, and would try to shield Myrcella and Tommen from not just him, but the rumors surrounding their father. She'd want them to stay sweet and good. She tried with Joffrey, but he never liked her. He was clearly Cersei's favorite, while she was clearly Robert's, and that meant they were tools during their parent's arguments.

She'd have no end of handmaidens from various wealthy kingslander families, and the loyal Kingsguard that were fond of her, and whatever pets she desired. She might still feel lonely in the Red Keep, and escape to the vast gardens to hide from her parent's fighting over who she'll marry. The feasts and parties were fun, but sometimes too tiring, and it seemed every knight and lord's son wanted to fight in her honor or be the first to dance with her.

And she'd start to notice that Lord Arryn and Uncle Stannis were asking her odd questions, or observing her as she played with her youngest siblings. She didn't hear them muttering about her black hair or loud laugh.

She'd have a lot on her plate, and a lot of pressure to work under. When Jon Arryn died and her father announced they were going North, a place she'd never been, to meet a man she'd heard so many stories about but never met... Well, it was an exciting adventure and a distraction. She even got to take her youngest siblings, and her father would let her ride with him if the road was safe. He even bought her a new, fine horse for the long journey.

He always told her war stories, but when he talked about these, he finally seemed happy. His blue eyes twinkled as he talked about the mischief he got up to in the Eyrie with his best friend Ned, who was more brother than his own brothers. He'd tell her about Winterfell, and how she might be the Lady of it someday.

"It only seems right to join our houses," Her father was saying. He didn't bother wearing the crown on this ride, and he was dressed in comfort instead of style. "It's what I've always wanted, but... I'll make sure that son of his is deserving of my girl. You're the Princess of the Seven Kingdoms! We'll have to have a talk with this wolf-boy of Ned's. We'll see if he's up to your standards."

Robert laughed, and it was hard not to smile. He meant it, she knew. He really did want what was best, and he'd been delaying marrying her away to whoever asked. She had cautious optimism when it came to her father's promises, but for now... it was a beautiful day, and they were having a nice ride.

#thanks me for making myself emotional GOOD JOB #idk what to tag this lol #libra headcanons #got x reader #game of thrones imagine #game of thrones x reader #MY BLOG NEEDS ORGANIZING

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Hi, I was reading your post about Jason punching Dick in the face when Dick revealed he fake his death was bullshit ( which it was) and it reminded me of an issue/question that has bothered me for sometime.

Why did people believe Dick was actually dead?

I’m not the most avid comic reader so maybe I missed something but it was always weird to me that everyone just accepted this especially given how Bruce was acting or should I say wasn’t acting.

This is a man when his child died another child had to come along and told him sir you are being too violent and emotional you need supervision. When his other child died he went all over the universe to bring him back to life because he knew it was possible ( which was happening at the same time), so why didn’t anyone think it was weird he wasn’t doing that for Dick. Can you imagine Dick really dying that soon after Damian it would be injustice Batman Version. You are telling me that Tim, Jason or Barbara didn’t think it was weird that Bruce didn’t also bring Dick’s corpse to the bring Damian back to life mission or mention it to themselves. Like what more likely Dick dead and Bruce is handling it well or that he fake his death to do something stupid and Dangerous after his partner/brother/ little bit my son the feelings are complicated died after he was knocked out and woke up to his corpse.

Oh man, this is like, the entire nature of my beef?

(Slight derail just to emphasize the fact real quick that Dick DID actually die, he was just revived quickly, but like, the trauma of his death was very real and its not like anyone was clued into Luthor having a resurrection backdoor built into his literal murder of Dick in the actual moment of it happening. So Dick’s death wasn’t fake, and additionally, he didn’t have anything to do with like, telling people about it, because he was literally comatose in the cave and recovering while Bruce was telling people....by the time Dick woke up in the cave, we already know that Alfred at least had already been convinced by Bruce that Dick was dead, so I have a kneejerk need to pushback against the Dick faked his death narrative by reminding people wherever possible that Dick had no agency in the spreading of that narrative.

It happened without him being involved, and the only actual contribution he ever made to it was just not revealing he was alive before Grayson #12, after Bruce like.....emotionally, mentally and physically badgered him into accepting that doing so would be directly harmful to his family and he didn’t want to be the reason more people died when like, people had just died because he ‘let’ himself be captured and interrogated by Power Woman’s Lasso of Submission, did he?

SORRY TO BE PEDANTIC, just wanted to start this off on a clarification, even though I know the aim of your ask was very much in tune with the rest of my response. A lot of people don’t read the actual comics, so like, I’m never gonna skip over an opportunity to emphasize that the shorthand people use to refer to Dick’s death and the year he was with Spyral, is like, literally just shorthand for describing it. Its not actually an accurate description of how all that went down and who had the most hand in it).

BUT ANYWAY. BACK TO THE MEAT OF THE BEEF.

Okay so like, not only was the entire family and Bruce himself giving Dick shit for his death and Spyral, like, PAINFULLY egregious because it was literal victim blaming in every possible sense of the word....

None of it made a LICK of sense with ANY of their characterizations, and they ONLY all accepted it on face value because the Plot Demanded It, and when you're like, no, as a reader I say The Plot Demanded It is not a good enough reason for me to be like well sure, that makes sense......looking at the characters ACTUAL actions at face value pretty much just makes them all look like assholes?

Like, Tim has never gracefully accepted anyone's death. Ever. This is core characterization for him. He will go to the ends of the earth for his loved ones and to bring them back, prove they're not dead, refuse to let death be the final verdict for them. He was tempted to use the Lazarus Pit to bring his parents back to life. He refused to accept Bruce was dead long before he had any proof whatsoever of that theory. He tried to clone his BFF/future-husband Kon in his fucking basement like, dude was two whole inches away from going Full Dark Side in his quest to bring back a lost loved one no matter WHAT the cost.....and then you've got Dick unmasked onscreen, killed offscreen, and Bruce then reporting to the rest of them with zero inflection 'oh Dick's dead now. Its very sad' and Tim's just like, sure. Sounds legit.

I mean?!?!

And you're SO RIGHT ABOUT THE DAMIAN THING! Bruce LITERALLY LITERALLY LITERALLY went BEYOND the ends of the Earth, like, he full on chartered a fucking space ship to fly his whole family out to APOKOLIPS to bring Damian back from the dead by going to EXTREME lengths.....WHILE everyone else thought Dick was dead....

And not a single person looked at Bruce and was like, okay, not that we're not down to do this for Damian because we miss Stabby Smurf something fierce ourselves, but.....what the fuck is UP with you dude? Why aren't you displaying ANY hint of this same kind of energy in regards to your eldest son that you said you watched die right in front of you?

Like....I don't know that we were actually ever told that Dick's coffin was empty or had a fake in it, but like....this family of detectives who refuse to accept death, defy death, COME BACK FROM THE DEAD....not a single one of them said like, okay, if I'm gonna like, ACCEPT accept that Dick is dead and gone for good, I need to at least just see him one last time? That's literally all it would have taken for someone to realize hey something's a little wonky here. Where's the dead body, Pops?

Since when has Jason ever missed an opportunity to prove Bruce is a) full of shit, b) acting like an emotionless robot and all his kids deserve better especially when they've just like....died, c) just factually incorrect and wrong and jumped to a conclusion before it was conclusively proved, d) lying like a liar or e) all of the above?

Nobody even ASKED if Dick's body could be put in a Lazarus Pit? Yeah, Jason wouldn't necessarily recommend it himself, given what it put him through, but actually fuck that, I take that back, because I'm NOT actually of the opinion that Jason full on hates his life and actively spends every second of every day wishing he hadn't been resurrected, even if it had come with a huge buffet of additional trauma and pain.

And that's kinda what's implied when people just take it for granted that he would never be on board with any scenario involving using a Lazarus Pit to bring Dick back, because it suggests that based even just on his own experiences and feelings, he honestly believes Dick would prefer being dead and not have ANY further opportunities to be with his loved ones, his friends, help save the damn world again at some future point.....that Jason, projecting based just off himself, legit feels Dick would rather be dead than have another shot at life even WITH the downsides of Lazarus Pit usage? Nope. Sorry, I don't buy it.

Speaking of not buying it.....you know what was missing from all those soliloquies the others monologued at Dick about how they felt and were hurt and just devastated by his death, to such a point they can't seem to muster a single shred of happiness that he's NOT dead still -

(seriously, Damian was the ONLY person in ALL THE LANDS OF EMOTION-HAVING who expressed ANY kind of positive reaction to having Dick back. We were so fucking cheated of like.....ANY opportunity to have the characters show just how much they valued him by just being fucking HAPPY he was alive, no matter what else was involved....and then most of fandom compounded that by for years being like mmmm, no, Dick didn't get yelled at enough by his family for what HE put THEM through. Needs more yelling. More punching too. Bad Dick. Bad. This is the only way you'll learn not to die and get shipped off on a mission that you don't want but at least is to protect your family after being beaten into it by your dad whilst victim blaming you for dying in the first place. WHEN WILL YOU LEARN TO THINK ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE AND THEIR FEELINGS FOR A CHANGE, DICK?!?)

- But like, BUT I DIGRESS aside....you know what was missing from all those monologues about how hard DICK'S death and ensuing year of basically exile from his loved ones was for EVERYONE BUT HIM?

We never got a single line of explanation as to what everyone else officially thinks even happened to him in the first place?

Like, did Bruce straight up just say oh bad news kids, your brother umm. Expired. Spontaneously. There's no one to blame, he just keeled over, its all very sad.

Is that how that went down?

You're telling me that the explanation of Dick's death didn't come with a single pointed finger at someone for this family of blame-happy vigilantes to like, BLAME for the loss of this brother they all mourned oh so much, they just couldn't help but blame him for all the hurt it caused them?

The family that in every other fic is like OBSESSED with avenging and being avenged and all things vengeful and even tangentially vengeance-y....like didn't ask for a single detail on whomst the fuck deprived us of our brother-having?

Where were the attempts on Luthor's life by Jason (who I mean, yeah I know it was in a previous continuity, but erasing that timeline doesn't erase my awareness of the time Dick killed Jason's murderer so like.....mmm, just saying, woulda been nice)....where was the rage directed at the Crime Syndicate and references to how seriously and personally the Batfam took making sure that they were PUNISHED for all this and would never be free to wreak havoc on their world or their family again? What did they tell Damian when he came back to life, and how are you going to tell me that this fraternal little ball of fury didn't aim himself like a cannonball at whomever the fuck had DARED take HIS Batman from him when Damian wasn't around to have his back?

Not only does everyone else's desire to be avenged start falling really flat the second you factor in hey maybe Dick feels "mmm what about MY avenging" sometimes, and why doesn't anyone ever care about doing that for him.....but also, y'know what REALLY sucks about the ONLY person we actually SEE being blamed for Dick's death and ensuing absence being like....Dick himself?

Not only were his family all super keen on making all of this HIS fault and HIM the bad guy because of how it made them all feeeeeeel (and meanwhile fuck his feelings, am I right Batfam hfaklshfklahfkla).....

They somehow found a way to justify prioritizing this OVER ever even getting around to blaming some villain for his death in the FIRST place, in the entire year or so they thought he was still dead!

Like, you couldn't come up with a single target in all that time, but Dick's back two seconds, and you don't even give him a chance to EXPLAIN before you're punching him, shutting him down with 'I expected better from you' and turning away with 'I don't want to hear it, why am I surprised Dick Grayson disappointed me again'?

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Make it make sense!

And like, it won't, cuz it doesn't, and it never will, and like I said at the top, the ONLY reason it all played out this way is because DC doesn't give a fuck about character development and deemed it necessary to go down this way for the sake of the plot (which was totes worth it, I mean, glad we sacrificed characters for this A+ plot which was clearly the greatest plot of all time and definitely justified every story choice made or not made around it loooool).

BUT.

BUT BUT BUT.

The problem isn't JUST that DC is stupid, even though that is an eternal mood and quite the problem.

Its that the SECOND large parts of fandom decided to play along with DC and just accept the story at face value, only add to it and play into it exactly as it happened in canon with no significant deviations, and like, heaping on the LITERAL abuse from Dick's siblings while ignoring the LITERAL abuse from his father....

THAT....is when all of this becomes relevant.

Because the second people decided TO engage with the reasoning DC gave for what Bruce did and how and what Dick did and how and just not mess with any of that and have it all play out exactly like that...

The second people are like, okay we're FINE with not just dismissing this story as OOC writing that doesn't make any sense, and actually VALIDATING it to various degrees by engaging with it as is....

That's when 'OOC writing' stops being an excuse or explanation for alllll of the above gaps in character logic and actions.

Because its like, when you had abundant chance to REJECT this story and say nope, this was bullshit from start to finish and I'm not here for it, when you were just as capable of transforming literally ANY aspect of this story you didn't like into something that made more sense to you....

And you chose not to.

That's.....accepting it as valid writing. You were like, okay, I'm game to just treat this as a thing that happened, just like they said that happened.

For the chance to give Dick shit for it, see. For the angst, see.

And that's when I'm like okay cool, so when engaging with this story as is and accepting it on face value and just delving into the characters as they were SHOWN interacting with and around these events......for the angst or whatever....

You guys just all decided en masse to just hop, skip and jump over allllllllll the opportunities for angst inherent in examining even ANY SINGLE ONE of the above lapses in judgment or hypocrisy on the parts of the characters (who don't get to be excused by OOC writing if you're not going to call the story an example of OOC writing, whoops).

And its just like, uh, what's up with that?

#lol thank you for this ask tho #I havent gone on a good Spyral rant in months #it does wonders for my pores

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