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welkinsky · 3 years

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Congrats to 100 follower ✨💖 you really deserve it. You constantly put quality content out there 🥺

As for your celebration, what about the alphabet for Kakashi? 🥰

Kakashi X Reader | A-Z Headcanon

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A-Z Headcanon

Warning: 18+ Content

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Once you two are done and tired, he's gonna take a moment and then turn over to you to smile and adore how flushed you look. He usually kisses your forehead and then pulls you into his chest. Once you two are all calmed down. "You want to hop in the shower baby?" Still running his one hand through your hair. If you say you want to rest a bit more, he gets up to get you water and towels, or if you say yes then expect a "Round 2?" joke on your way, which wasn't actually a joke.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of their partner’s)

Your thighs! Doesn't matter if you have thick thighs or not he likes to grab them while you're on top or you two are just chilling and he is running his hand through them and they slip certain places "by accident"

In a non-sexual way, it is your hair, for sure. He likes to bury his face in them because the scent of the fresh shampoo is relaxing to him. If you change your shampoo he'll notice it right away, expect a new bottle of the same shampoo on the shelf next to your new one the next day.

C = Cuddling

Cuddling with this man is a dream! He likes to be all over you with one leg over yours and your face buried in his chest. Even if you are being the small spoon, his one leg will be over you and your head resting on one of his arm and his other arm over your shoulder pulling you closer to his chest.

Whenever you two are on a nap date, his hand is always resting on you. He becomes restless when he can't find you but calms down after finding you on the other side of the bed. Then just keeps his palm on you rather than pulling you in and waking you up.

D = Dirty Secret

This one time, you two had an idea of taking some nudes together just for fun to see whose turns out to be the better one. You both set a rule to get rid of them after the winner was announced, which never happened since you two were so turned on in the process that you two ended up doing it. You forgot it but he still has your photo with him. Shut up, it helps him on long missions.

E = Experience

He was not a virgin, but he wasn't much experienced either. If you want to know more about this scenario find it here.

In starting he kept things vanilla, he didn't want to freak you out. But you wanted more but that was the case with you too so this one time you stole his Itcha Itcha to read what type of stuff he was into. AND YOU ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. You had to read it as fast as you can because he'd notice that it was missing.

And when you suggested something, it was a shock to him because he knows exactly how to do it but to ACTUALLY experience it and that too with YOU? The guy was in actual heaven that day.

F = Favourite Position

It depends, he is a tease so he likes when you do all the work but just wait till he has your image of having one leg over his shoulder while he's pounding into you and you're all flustered, aaaaand the guy is pinning you down and going at it.

Or if he is IN THE MOOD he's gonna start with you on all fours and will end up having you burring your face in the pillow.

G = Goofy

Hehe he is the best type of goofy. He says the jokes with a straight face while everyone is on the floor dying. He only lets out a small laugh when you are laughing your "so-called ugly laugh" in front of others too.

But sometimes he starts laughing even before cracking the joke because it was that funny, "Oh boy, naah it's nothing" he says wiping a tear, off his one eye. You all will beg him but according to him "the moment is gone" lol he IS a tease.

H = Hair

His hair is sooooo fluffy! And after how little he looks after them? It is almost a joke on you. You take care of your hair a lot but this guy probably washes it with body wash and still has such good quality. He always says that it is a good diet to trick you into healthy eating too. This guy never misses a chance to do that.

I = Intimacy

Your emotional intimacy is something that is beyond this world. You both never knew that you were capable of feeling emotions so strongly. You're hurt? He feels this burning feeling in his heart that he can't get rid of. He is having a nightmare? It breaks your heart that you cannot do anything about what he had to go through.

Not for once have you two felt any sort of negative emotions to one another but just love and CARE! You love your people but for the first time, you've felt that "care" not from the words but actions.

For the first time, you two have felt that you don't have to do everything on your own, you can divide it and let your guard down for a moment because you know that other one will be there if something goes wrong.

J = Jack Off

He does it normally when he is out on a mission or away from you for a while. One thought of you can turn him on in that case.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Ohohoho where should I even start? He LOVES to handcuff you because that just gives him more power over what he wants you to feel. Which is why he likes blindfold too.

As your relationship grows he likes the risk factor too so he likes to do it in a tricky place. But while making sure that your reputation doesn't get compromised at any cost.

L = Location (Favourite places to do they do)

Umm isn't it obvious? Anywhere? Literally. But he loves to bend you over the kitchen counter and take you then and there as he enters the house and finds you cooking or just having a drink or something.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

He will do anything you ask for while doing it to make sure that he will be able to see that face of yours when you have just let go and you're too flustered to even care. It shows him that you are enjoying it.

Or if it is just you pleasing him and you look up to him with "puppy eyes" heh don't blame him for what is about to happen to you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

You risking your reputation for the "risk factor". See, everyone sees you highly in the village and he loves the respect that they give you. He WILL NEVER ruin it just because he is feeling it right now and won't let you do the same too.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

It may not seem like it but he LOVES to give it to you. Actually, if this time it is more of a sensual one then he always starts with eating you only. It is his way of showing that you're his priority.

He has long fingers so umm ya. You're overstimulated most of the time. As much as he loves seeing this, he holds your hand with one while the other one is pumping in and out of you as he plays with your clit with his tongue.

He loves to hold one hand with you even while he is eating you out. Wow.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He starts with "slow as death" ones and then once you're begging to him theeen he goes fast and deep. You ARE lucky to have him honestly :')

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

You don't even have to say anything? You are looking good before you two go out? You'll be doing it before leaving the house.

It's not his fault! You look too good, it's your fault.

And sometimes these quickies turn into something more and you two end up staying home.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Risk who? That's all I'm gonna say.

S = Stamina

He can go for a lot of rounds. But if he is just back from the mission or has been busy all day and now he is tired. Please don't push him. Not because he is a "poor guy" or something, nooooo, this idiot will get horny and do it anyway. But regret in the morning because he didn't take enough rest.

T = Toy

He bought it only when you two started experimenting so you both have handcuffs (used for you only he doesn't like to be a sub that often), a blindfold, and a vibrator for sure. This fucker likes to edge you a lot.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Heh isn't it clear already? This guy is the definition of being unfair. As you start to get a little annoyed and turn to him and catch him smirking, all that "annoyance" turns into "lust" lol you simp! But can we really blame you?

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

If you are doing it somewhere out? He'll keep shut and even cover your mouth to avoid getting caught. But if he is at home, he will grunt a lot but will let out a loud moan once he reaches his high

W = Wild Card (Just a random headcanon because I cannot think of anything starting with W)

He cooks for you in the morning. That is the only time he can make sure that you have a good healthy meal since he is not there for lunch and you make the dinner.

If he is cooking in the morning then expect your lunch prepared for you too. *and meal prep for dinner* bro he wants to make sure that you are taking care of yourself because you work too hard okay? Shut up and have your fruits and drink some water as you read this...... Go now, sip some water.

X = X-Ray

He has a lean physique but specifically, his arms are muscular and they are getting buffer after you mention that you like buffed arms. Hehe being slick, okayyyy.

Also, he has long slim fingers, umm good for you.

But you like to draw in his hands too sometimes. Just some little things. He smiles at them as he looks at them later.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He kind of has a strong sex drive. Most of the time if it is because of the fact that he is too excited to try new things on you.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He doesn't sleep until he knows that you are sound asleep. He likes to take in the scent of your hair and just run his fingers through your hair to calm you down a bit. Do it back too, please. He loves it a lot! If you stop and start doing something else, he'll bring back your hand to his hair and make you do it for as long as you don't fall asleep. In any case, he is sleeping once you're asleep.

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Shikamaru is my favorite character but ya’ll are making me change my lane with how many posts I’ve written for Kakashi XD

Thanks For Reading and for the ask!

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biisexualemma · 3 years

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sister. oscar diaz

word count: 2727

warnings: very brief mention of sexual harassment but nothing explicit

requested: nope

plot: you’re trying to look out for your family

a/n: i’m working on requests i promise, please don’t think i forgot if i haven’t got around to yours yet! :(( but i wrote this sooooo long ago and never posted it but here it is. sorry i’m so slow at writing oop

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you came to pick up your sister. that was it. you didn't plan on getting mixed up in the heat of the party. you were gonna go in, grab her and get out. you were getting sick of having to pick up her drunk ass all the time, you were going to have to words when you found her. you pulled up outside the diaz house, noting all the people congregating outside. you took a deep breath, pulling the keys out the ignition and forcing yourself to go inside.

you walked passed the drunkards in the front yard, ignoring the cat calls from the santos members. you just kept your eyes forward and didn't react. once you got inside you had to force yourself through crowds of people, all, either drunk or high. you almost gagged at the smell in here. you never understood how people enjoyed these stupid parties. when you were in high school you never attended these kinds of things. you weren't unpopular, but you definitely kept to yourself despite what your friends would get up to. you were more school oriented. you were a college now, currently enjoying your summer break. that was when you weren't running around after your sister, making sure she was safe. everything was so different in freefridge to how it was when you were growing up. it wasn't as safe. plus, she'd been on and off with spooky's little brother, so you definitely had to keep a close eye on her. you knew what spooky was like. you went to school with him, he was a couple grades above you but you got the gist of him.

you huffed, reaching the back yard, you looked around still not spotting your sister or any of her dumb friends. if she got off without you again, you were going to kill her. she could be so stupid when she was drunk, which was exactly why you had to find her before someone else did.

you spotted spooky across the yard and quickly marched over to him. you stuck out from the crowd. everyone was dressed for a party. you were in wearing jeans and a tee with no makeup and your jacket wrapped around you. you didn't care. you didn't care about any of these people. you recognised some of them from around the block, some from school, but most of them were santos. right now, you just wanted to find monse.

"spooky," you caught his attention. he turned to face you, pulling out of the conversation he was in with other santos members. they eyed you up. you frowned, disgusted by their smirks. you ignored them and turned back to spooky, shaking your head. "where's your stupid lil' brother?"

"lil' spooky?" one of the santos chimed in, oscar raised an eyebrow when he was spoken over. the guy continued to talk though regardless of the way spooky was looking at him. "he already left with some fine ass hyna. come party with some real hombres, mami."

you rolled your eyes. "was i talking to you, coño?" you hated the santos. they walked around so entitled. like they owned everything and anyone. you wanted to slap some sense into this guy. you came to find your sister, not see how many guys can hit on you in one night. you turned back to spooky who was wearing a smirk, as he watched you tell his boys off.

"you wanna start somethin', puta?" he retaliated. you balled your hands into fists. you couldn't take much more from boys tonight. if cesar really had ran off with your sister again you were gonna kill them both.

before you could go off, spooky grabbed your arm and pulled you to his side. he frowned at the santos member that was causing trouble with you. "fuck off somewhere else, pendejo,” they did as he said and dispersed. you were still pissed.

"nice friends you've got there," you huffed, pulling your arm out of his grip. you'd had enough. you'd been here for ten minutes and that was long enough. now you were looking at him properly, you noticed his eyes were stinging red. he was definitely high. "and you're high, so you're not gonna be much help."

you ran your hand across your face. you were stressed. you just wanted to keep monse safe. you hated when she got herself into situations like this and rang you to get her out of them.

"damn, what's up your ass?" he joked, stifling a laugh.

"don't," you pointed a warning finger at him. "it's your brother who's off with my sister right now, god knows where. probably dragging her into some mess she doesn't need to be in," you were really going off on him. he could tell you were really just worried and everything else was just adding unnecessary stress. "you santos have a way of causing shit."

he frowned, slightly offended by your comments. "ey, mami, whatever mess your mana is in. i'm sure she can get herself out of it. don't be coming for lil' spooky—"

"he's put my sister through enough heartbreak so i'm entitled to hate him,” you crossed your arms over your chest. you didn't care in oscar was this big scary gang leader. not much scared you, never mind a guy who called himself spooky.

he continued to look down at you with a sour expression. you weren't afraid to say exactly what you were thinking, you certainly didn't hold back around him. he kinda liked it. he never thought much of you, he vaguely remembered you from school and has seen you around now and again whenever he was picking up cesar.

"she's a big girl," oscar scoffed, raising an eyebrow at you. anyone else spoke about his brother like that and he'd knock 'em out. "she doesn't need you chasin' after her."

you through your hands up in frustration. you were getting nowhere with him. "she's fifteen and she's drunk. and all i know is right now that she's off with a santos."

he didn't like the way you said santos. like it was shameful to you that your sister should be seen with a santos. he shook his head, ignoring your comment again. he wasn't gonna fight with you over this, you were too worked up and he was too high. he sighed, rolling his eyes. "if she's with cesar. she's fine."

"you don't know that," he watched you, jittering slightly the longer this conversation dragged out. you should be looking for her, not arguing with oscar. he understood how you were feeling. oscar couldn't count the amount of times he's had to chase after cesar to back him up, or pick him up. he was a pain in the ass, always getting himself into trouble. but he was a good kid. he would never get monse involved in that shit. he knew that.

"yeah i do," you met his eyes again, worry now consuming you. you ran your hand through your hair, a nervous habit you had. "cesar's a good kid. i raised him. he won't let anything happen to her," his lips pulled into a straight line as he watched you eye him up.

"if you raised him then i'm definitely worried," oscar rolled his eyes.

"what's that supposed to mean?" he scoffed. he'd had enough of you mouthing off about cesar, and the santos. you didn't know when to stop talking.

"i know you."

"nah, you don't though ."

"but i know guys like you," you frowned. "and you ain't shit. so don't tell me how to feel,” you snapped. you were breathing pretty heavy. "i gotta go find my sister,” you turned away from him, leaving the party as quick as you could. you pushed through the crowds, taking a deep breath when you finally got outside again. the cat calls continued as you walked across his front yard. you ignored them. continuing to your car that you'd parked down the street.

"ey!" you flipped around to see oscar running down the street towards you. "what the fuck you doing? you just gonna walk around till' you find 'em?"

you furrowed your brows. "it's none of your business."

"my brother. my business,” he retorted.

you rolled your eyes. "now you care? get lost, oscar. i can find her myself."

"i'm not letting you walk by yourself,” you started to walk away from him, taking a few steps backwards. you scoffed at his comment.

"not letting me?" your eyes widened. "i don't need you telling me what i can and can't do, too. alright?"

oscars expression stayed the same, furrowed brows and lips pursed. you knew how to push his buttons. you were so angry and stubborn he wanted to shake you so you'd calm down. but you could tell oscar wasn't budging on this one.

you sighed. "i have a car."

oscar eyed you for a second. you were awaiting his response but it never came. he walked passed you, nudging your shoulder as he did. "what're you doing now?" you huffed.

"coming with. which ones yours?" he looked over his shoulder, he waved his finger between the row of cars.

"i don't need you to come with me."

"i know," oscar shrugged. "still coming."

"do you really have to?" you rolled your eyes, carrying on walking again, guiding oscar to your car parked up the street. he looked your car up and down and shuddered.

"this is what you drive?" he frowned.

"it's what i can afford,” you didn't look at him, "we can't all be rich off drug money,” unlocking the doors and climbing into the drivers seat. you'd had enough of him, you didn't care if he came or went at this point. still, oscar slid into the passenger seat without a word. he looked straight ahead, his jaw tensed. you felt like you'd said something wrong. you didn't think he took anything to heart. it's not like he knew you even existed before tonight.

you both drove in silence around the block. both keeping an eye out because in reality you had no idea where you were going or what to look out for. you hated monse right now. a simple text was all it took for her to tell you she was ok.

"why you hate me so much? you don't even know me." he spoke after a long period of silence. you glanced at him out the corner of your eyes while you continued to drive slow down the street, checking your side of the street for any sight of your sister. oscar was doing the same on his side.

"i don't," you mumbled, half paying attention. you didn't want to talk to him anymore. "i hate your stupid gang."

"los santos,” you scoffed.

"you're kidding?" he didn't budge. he watched you for an answer. you sighed. "you're pigs. you're supposed to be saints? you're supposed to protect our block? all you do is scare people. you're just bullies."

he was quiet for a moment. you glanced at him again, seeing him looking right back at you. he wore a stern look on his face still. you wondered whether he ever changed his expression. he always looked angry or bored. "do i scare you?"

"no," you were quick to reply. oscars eyes never moved from you, you could feel him watching you while you drove. "but your friends are misogynistic assholes, who know how to make girls feel uncomfortable."

"why you so angry all the time, mami?" oscar fought back. he was sick of you coming at him all the time. he hadn't done anything to you that he was aware of. you were just mean. "what we ever done to you?"

"plenty," you could count the number of times santos members had rolled up, shouting at you from their cars. or how many times you'd been felt up at parties. how many times you'd been made to feel uncomfortable.

"name one," oscar challenged. you were sick of him. sick. you ignored him. you weren't about to amuse him. he didn't know half the things his precious santos got up to clearly. "you can't can you—"

"will you shut up?" you snapped. oscar was taken aback. he was joking but clearly he misread the situation. he furrowed his brows. you quickly looked over at him, disgusted. "you wouldn't get it. you're one of them. you're a stupid boy who loves to make girls feel small and insecure."

"you don't know me, ma."

"see! stop calling me shit like that!" you slammed your hands on the wheel, you couldn't take much more from him. you quickly pulled up to the curb. you took a deep breath, running your hand through your hair. oscar was regretting get in the car with you now.

"why do you hate us so much?" he asked again. you were too defensive to be telling the truth. he wanted to know why you were so against him and his gang. he couldn't work it out in his head.

you shook your head, quiet for a long time before you finally answered him. he sat patiently, not moving while he waited.

"i slept with one of your boys," you admitted. "a long time ago," you kept your eyes locked straight ahead you didn't want to see the judgement in his eyes. "i told him i didn't wanna do it again— because i wasn't ready. so he told everyone i was a massive whore. and everyone believed him. and guys never stopped coming for me. cat calling. lifting up my skirt. trying to make me do stuff behind the bleachers—" you sighed, closing your eyes tight when you thought about it. you hadn't talked about this in a long time. you'd tried not to think about it, tried to put it behind you when you finally finished high school.

"so don't act like your friends aren't shitty people. because they're the worst," you clenched the steering wheel, your knuckles turning white. you didn't want him to feel sorry for you. you didn't want to tell him any of that but he wouldn't stop pestering you for an answer.

"i didn't know,” he mumbled. you turned your head slightly, watching him now his expression had changed. you couldn't figure out what he was thinking. "sorry."

"it doesn't matter," you shook your head. you stuck the keys back in the ignition and turned them. "can you just do me one favour?"

he nodded. "ring cesar. ask him about monse,” he nodded again, pulling out his phone. he didn't think twice before finding his brothers number.

"i raised him better than that," he mumbled quietly. "if your sisters with cesar. she's good. i promise."

you nodded, somehow believing him. he pressed his phone to his ear, cesar almost immediately picking up. something about the expression on oscars face made you feel weird. he seemed to care all of a sudden. he wasn't teasing you anymore.

you listened intently as he spoke on the phone to his brother before hanging up briefly afterwards. "well?" you asked hopefully.

"they're at jamal's."

you breathed a sigh of relief. "lets go. i'm gonna kick both their asses for putting me through that."

"i'll be whooping cesar's ass, don't worry," you shot him a small smile before pulling off and driving to jamal's house. it was a long-ish drive seeing as he lived a little further away than the rest of the gang but the ride was quiet. neither of you spoke till you pulled up outside the house.

oscar unbuckled his seatbelt, about to hop out when you touched his hand. he quickly turned back to you. "what? what's up?"

"can you not tell anyone about what i told you before?" he furrowed his brows. he didn't realise that you thought he would. "i don't want monse to know about any of that shit. ok?"

he nodded. "secrets safe with me, mami — i mean—"

"no— it's alright," you shook your head when the pet name slipped out. "it's kind of nice when you say it."

his lips grew into a stupid smirk. you pushed his shoulder, laughing gently. "shut up and come on,” you couldn't help but feel a little differently towards him than you did at the start of the night.

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readymades2002 · 3 years

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ch 2 thoughts.....giggle

i think.....maybe this one goes over better for noelle enjoyers but i don’t really care about her </3 so sorry...there’s nothing objectively bad about her she is perfectly fine and nice and cool i just find that kind of panicky Useless Gay crush to be irritating in characters especially wuhluhwuh ones (and its usually wuhluhwuh ones. For Some Reason) and xmas themed shit is SOOOO.....BORING TO ME i think the main story of this game is just never gonna click for me. which is kind of a bummer! it seems like itll be interesting it is just not my thing. also delt of rune having a lot of like...xtian imagery in it is still so weird to me its not OBJECTIVELYYYYYYY bad but it is. um. i’m not interested ^_^

also berdley getting a storyline is the most baffling decision i’ve ever seen in my life. that is a burgerpants character! that is a character that makes you go wow this guy sucks but his expressions are really funny and i don’t have to see him that often so i can stand him. that is NOT a character that gets a hashtag gifted kid storyline fhdskjd what the fuck WAS that!!!!!!! i do think berdley bemoaning how stupid he feels and how he’s let everyone down in a room full of people who have been abandoned by everyone because they’re The Bad Kids is a good representation of that discourse but like. whyyyy did this happennnnn

the queen is the best character in all of fiction obviously. her final boss battle was kind of a pain in the ass and i’m really baffled by her like...whole Internet story i guess. i mean there are interesting things to say about the internet and The Algorithm and using it to try and escape your own misery and i think that that dovetails REALLY nicely with the actual characters!!! between the exploration of escapism and the evolution of the bosses as “sometimes you just need to kick someone’s ass, you can’t always talk it out”, it feels like we’re shaping things into a story about How To Deal With Being In The World That We Are In. maybe not a how-to, necessarily, but i think that that’s a really fascinating story for this one to be! i just think some of the representation of the internet stuff is, perhaps, maybe, a LITTLE bit corny. a little bit oddly done. i think the attack where she says “drama” and makes the whole feed angry is a bit eyerolly. maybe i am just wrong about that, though, i am wrong about things often. i don’t really find meta commentary on the internet or of social media very funny. i don’t laugh at the vague idea of “tumblr drama” either. its just not funny to me

storywise this chapter was kind of a letdown but the world itself is like CANDY to me i am SOOOOO OBSESSED with the aesthetic of the cyber world and the characters in it i love robots i love viruses i love old internet. hypnospace is my favorite game so naturally this is designed exactly to worm its way into my brain and keep me there. also the robots are named after a homestar runner bit. i love it. I Love It

actually jumping back to the best characters in all of fiction. kris and susie but especially kris for the moment. i think kris is a really compelling character and i think that if Certain Game Developers would stop playing off their possession shit as some creepypasta bullshit then we could go further with that! i mean at least this time its not like. the stupid fuckin ending chapter one had (i know it was a fakeout but it also took two? three? years for that to be revealed and i'm pretty cross about it). i think it was almost really good! if it hadn't included the red text part or toriel literally calling the cops which is like. WHY are there cops in deltarune there was no fuckin need for it. but if it hadn't done all that then i think it would've actually been an EXCELLENT portrayal of kris's Whole Deal. kris tearing the player's soul out and throwing themselves out the window to slash toriel's tires before coming back inside and washing their hands and resigning themselves to being posessed again is REALLY compelling!!! kris and the player both having no input during the entire "maybe this world IS better" sequence leaving their own reaction to it a mystery is great, and it makes them opening another fountain SO FUCKING GOOD because they have all the information and decide to go through with it anyway.

and the reasons they could have for it! maybe they agree with everyone else's initial reason for it, the idea that the dark world IS better, you can make friends and meet people that don't just constantly call you a freak and a weirdo. maybe they want the world to end! they're obviously really unhappy right now and being possessed is making it worse, and it seems like the best option for the world to be consumed by darkness. or to even just have another world to defeat. anything but this stupid world where their brother is gone and their mom hates their dad and won't talk about it at all and everyone hates them! maybe it's ralsei looking like asriel, the feeling that if they stay in the dark world, they can hang out with their brother again. they might not be themself most of the time, that boat ride with ralsei and ralsei going "i think it's good that you're so You, kris" while kris has literally no input at all and hasn't almost the entire time they've known each other with the possible exception of the astral projection bits, that was fucking AGONIZING, but they certainly seem to be getting something from their adventures! they seem to like susie! why not ralsei, too!

i think the fountain move was also clearly a measured response. they slashed toriel's tires and recollected themself before getting back to possession. its like...lashing out, very obviously. doing something violent for a bit to get those feelings in order. then opening the fountain after sitting with them. i just find that very interesting. kris is such like...they're so interesting. what a fucking character. i want to know more about them and unfortunately there is literally no way to do that that is good for them because the only way there is to interface with them is through taking their will away. god...

anyway overall feelings are i am kind of disappointed by the story stuff, but the character stuff for characters that i (buzz) enjoy is excellent and the world is, as always, so delightful that i will tolerate just about anything to stay in it for a few hours longer. which is kind of the opposite of what the story is trying to convey i’m pretty sure but! ah well

oh also the music kicks ass but you could’ve guessed that

#wrote this right after playing...i might play again. i dont like playing multiple times because i feel bad about the whole Soul thing #im too much of a cream puff for these games..................

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tobesensation-9 · 3 years

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Heyyy, could I please request a badboy! Hwiyoung smut and the plot of basically whatever you want it to be?? Sorry that I don't exactly have a plot in mind but I've been craving bad boy Hwi for a while now ☺️

I feel like he tries sooooo hard to radiate this energy! He does when he’s in music videos and photoshoots, but we all know he’s a softy lol.

“I’m Not a Dick, Just Confident” (Hwiyoung x Reader)

Genre: Smut

Synopsis: Bad boy Hwiyoung is a acquaintance of yours in college. He’s a jerk and he knows it but doesn't give a shit. Because even though you call him that, he knows you want him. But unlike you, he’s not afraid to show that he wants you too.

Warnings: Partying with underage drinking and drug usage. Usual college stuff lol (but I don’t condone for those who are under age and/or not responsible ☝🏽.) And and oral sex, female receiving.

Amongst your friends you were the daredevil at parties. You weren’t afraid to do dares that were wild and crazy when playing truth or dare. You also were the first if not the only one drinking amongst your friends. They knew if you were going out and there was gonna be alcohol, that you were gonna have your fun and not hold back. But after one night when you got a little too emotional after drinking your fifth cup of jungle juice, you pledged to take it easy on your drinking.

“We’re gonna hold you accountable on your pledge y/n.” Says your friend Lindsey as the four of you approach the booming house with college students walking in, out, and loitering around with cups in hand.

“Yeah I can't keep giving you piggyback rides whenever you get drunk. I'm gonna have a bad back like an old man soon,” says Chanhee as he puts his hand on his back acting as if he's currently in pain.

“We haven't been to a party all semester. So you can stop acting like your back still hurts.”

“I’m surprised your back was the only thing that hurt drunk y/n to 10 times as blunt. She’s damaged my pride already when sober. You’re even more brutal then,” Taeyang shudders at the thought of you telling him things that you don't even remember.

“I would apologise but you know....I was drunk.”

“Yeah, yeah I know.”

“Are you guys ready?” Lindsey looks back at the three of you before opening the door.

“Yes! Let’s go slow-poke,” you push passed her and open the door yourself.

As you’d hoped, it was the fun chaos you loved. There was dancing, making out, and little circles of people playing stupid little games. You needed a break from all the stresses of college work. This was what you yearned for.

“Hey guys!”

You turn to your right and see your upper classman Seokwoo approaching you. In your first semester you had the biggest crush on him and would ask him for help all the time in a Sociology class you had together. You’d been friends with I'm since, your crush eventually dying down as time when by.

“Hey! Where should we go? What area is the most fun?”

“Oh just follow me to one of the circles and you'll see for yourself.”

The four of you follow your upper classman to a circle and your heart immediately picks up its pace. Youngkyun and his best friends Sanghyuk and Youngbin sit with him amongst the circle with other people you've recognised from being around campus.

“Youngkyun hasn't taken a shot yet and we’ve been playing for a while now, having done every dare.” Your upper class was really smart but he did like to enjoy stuff like this, not participate just watch.

Seeing him you didn't know what to do. You didn't like him, yet the way his white t-shirt looked so tight on him as you caught yourself starting, made you want to claw his clothes off.

You’ve only had a few exchanges with him and they weren't good. It consisted of him being a jerk and not being considerate of you either walking and not holding the door or bumping into and you not saying the nicest things to him. But he never said anything to you, he just laughed and called you cute and feisty and that he liked feisty, whatever that meant.

“Oh feisty’s here?”

Looking away from his defined you look up to see Youngkyun noticing you and your cute outfit. You came to the party looking hot knowing you’d catch a few peoples eyes, but you didn't think his would be one of them.

“It’s not feisty, its y/n.”

“Oh?” He raises his hands up in surrender. “That’s cute, just like you. But I like feisty better thanks.”

You roll your eyes and say something else before Chanhee moves up and speaks, “Let us join you guys if you don’t mind.”

“If feisty is your friend, then sure,” Youngkyun smirks at you and sits back down on the couch he had been sitting on.

“You guys wanna play spin the bottle now? Since we have more people,” Sanghyuk grabs an empty vodka bottle and places it on the ground.

“We play it like truth or dare too. Just who ever spins it has to ask the person it lands on, and oh, no truths, unless its a juicy question,” Youngbin looks at you guys to see if you have any questions. His red hair is similar to the burning feeling his look gives.

“Yeah, we get it” Chanhee turns to the rest of us to make sure we’re on board. Lindsay and Taeyang nod in agreement and now all of them are looking at you. “Y/n, are you okay with this? I’m surprised you didn't already say yes,” Taeyang looks at you in concern.

Your friends were always down to have some stupid fun, but they always made sure that everyone was comfortable doing so. You glance over at Youngkyun who already had his eyes on you his smirk fading as he sees you making up your mind, before looking back to your friends. “Okay cool. But if that guy does or says any shit out of line, I’m fighting.”

Lindsay scoffs, “Y/n stop acting like you have the hots for him, you wanna fuck him all three of us know it. And he’s not hiding the fact that he wants you too. Maybe you could some if you play?” “Lindsay shut up, and no I-I don’t.” You move to sit down closer to them, with the three of them moving closer to you, Lindsay whispers in your ear as Youngkyun perks up at you guys finally ready to play. “You wanna fuck him, it’s okay we already know. You dont have to deny it.”

You start the game off safe with Chanhee doing most of the work, asking people juicy truths that make them flustered. Chanhee knows a lot about the talk of the school, so it was only natural. You aren't involved in the game at all until Chanhee spins the bottle again and it lands on Youngkyun. He looks up from looking at the bottle and smirks at Chanhee. “What juicy question do have for me? Don’t go easy on me. I can take it.” Chanhee tries to suffice a smile and looks at you, then to Lindsay and Taeyang. “Sorry I have to know y/n. I’m curious.”

“What are you-” “Out of all people here, who would be the one sleep with more than once? We all know you've slept with everyone here, so who’d you screw twice?” He smiles then gradually starts to laugh out loud. “Oh, I see why people like you. Chanhee isn't it?” “Yeah. Now who would it be?” He looks down at his shoes then back up at Chanhee. “I actually haven't slept with everyone here. But there is someone I wouldn't mind constantly sleeping with..” he trails off and he turns to you. Your friends turn to each other bursting into laughter.

Some other girls playing along look at you and disgust. Some of his fangirls you assumed. The games then continues, you feeling nervous yet excited at the same time. The bottle never landed on you, nor did anyone choose you for a dare. Which was odd because people always did. You thought the other people stirred clear because of Youngkyun’s response to Chanhee. Youngkyun spins the bottle super fast, having everyone looking and waiting in anticipation. The bottle then stops in-between you and Lindsay. Right when it stops Lindsay pulls you closer to her so that bottle is pointed directly at you.

“Let me go!” “You’ll thank me later,” she whispers before letting you go. “Now everyone would've gone now” Sanghyuk looks down at the bottle then at you and smirks. The way Youngkyun is looking at you, you can tell he wants to eat you alive, and does nothing else but turn you on. “15 minutes in heaven ‘Feisty’?” Before you could answer he gets and grabs your hand and takes you up to a bedroom.

All of your friends “Oooooo” as you walk away. Lindsay mimics a phone with her hands, signaling you to call her when you’re done. In an empty bedroom you assume is his you pulls you in. You hadn't noticed but Rowoon had followed you two, you assumed to close the door. Before he does he winks at you, “Let me know when your done, you still have my number. Have fun.” He then closes and locks the door.

“Timer is set!” you hear him yell and hear his voice fade away. “You look scared “Feisty’” you turn to the hot guy behind you sitting on the bed. “I’m not, just surprised.” “You know I've been praying the bottle landed on you all night?” “Ah..really?” You continue to stand near the door, fidgeting your hands. “You don’t have to be so nervous,” he says as he looks at your hands.

“I-I’m not.” You pul your hands behind your back. He gets off the bed and slowly walks toward you. “I noticed the way you looked at me when you first arrived. You want me and I want you too, but I won't do anything unless you say so ‘Feisty’”. He's standing a foot away from you now, you didn’t realise it but you were up against the door now. You’ve fantasised doing any and everything with him, but now that he was yours to have, you were too nervous to even saying anything.“You want me right y/n?” Hearing the sound of your name coming from him made you weak.

Before you even noticed you were nodding and were wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him hungrily. Caught off guard himself he looks down at you, eyes wide before coming back to reality and putting his hands on your waist. The more the two of you kiss, the more caressing and moans are made.

At one point he reaches his to squeeze your ass. The mewls a moan out of you and he moans back in return. You didn't know but just like you, he’s been thinking of doing anything and everything to you too.

Soon he walks the two of you back to the bed. Once your on the bed you start to practically claw off his leather jacket. “Your so eager baby.” “I thought I was ‘Feisty?’” Help me take this shit off.”

He doesn't say anything else and does what you say, the two of you stripping each other in a heated rush. Once the two of you are naked he lays you back and delves into you heat. The flicking of his tongue and the gentle sucking of his lips on your clit were making you moan him a melody.

“That feel good?”

“Ahh yeah. Just like that.”

He keeps up the same steady rhythm and you come close to cumming. “Youngkyun, wait, I don’t wanna cum yet.”

He stills and lifts his head. “We don't you cumming just yet. I wanna feel you around me first.”

He moves to the bedside table and opens the one draw it has to pull out a condom. He stops and hesitates when he moves back on the bed. “You me to fuck you right?”

You look up a him in confusion. “I wouldn't have charged at you like that if I didn't want you fuck me.”

He looks up and smirks, but something about him wasn't right.

“I bet you don’t do this to other girls, asking them multiple times if they’re sure about this.”

“You’re right. I don’t.”

“Then what's the problem?”

He looks up at you and looks like he’s about to say something else when the two of you hear a knock on the door.

“Shit. I forgot we were playing 15 minutes in heaven,” he says as he hands you your clothes to hurry and dress yourself. He throws back on his white t-shirt and blue jeans before opening the door a bit to not show you getting dressed.

“You guys okay in there?”

You hear Chanhee peeping in. “Yeah I know everyone forgot about you guys. They seemed have gotten bored once you left,” You hear Taeyang ask.

“No we’re good. Perfect.”

“Why aren't you opening the door?” You hear Lindsay question as she pushes passed Youngkyun and sees you just finishing up straightening your clothes.

“We’re fine guys. Youngkyun told you the truth.”

“Did we interrupt something?” Chanhee looks at you smirking.

“What do you think. You guys knew the two of us screw around already why are you asking that?”

You’ve gotten a little annoyed at your friends tonight, but Chanhee was the reason you ended up getting the best of your life.

“I think we should enjoy the rest of the party. We’ll join you guys in a sec,” Youngkyun says to your friends a looks back at you. Your three friends give you a thumbs up before leaving the room.

“What did you want to talk about?”

“I think for the first time ever, I’m hesitant in fucking someone.”

“Whoo hoo that's great. You want like a cookie or something?”

He snickers at your sarcastic remark. “I’m saying that I dont want to. Because trust me,” he motions to his boner prominent through his jeans, “I do. I just want to enjoy the party with you more.”

“Okay.” He smiles at you and you smile back. “I will admit, I always thought you were kinda of a dick.”

“I’m not a dick ‘Feisty’, just confident. There’s a difference.”

#sf9 #sf9 smut #Youngbin #Inseong #Jaeyoon #Dawon #Zuho #Rowoon #Taeyang #Hwiyoung #Chani #hwiyoung x reader #Hwiyoung smut #bad boy hwiyoung

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luke-skywalker · 4 years

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Mike aka captainpoe is talking shit about me so let me get things straight.

He’s gonna do screenshots of what will makes him look like the victim, like he always does so you will have to believe me on my words (since I coun’t found our conversations by pm) but most people who know me or I've been following me for a long time know that I usually stay out of the drama. Big thanks to my friends for telling me what he was doing behind my back like the adult he is.

3 years ago Mike started following me, I was back then a small blog and I thought “wow a big blog is following me!”

He started to talk me and really fast told me to send him my edits by messages and I did! he also reblogged me on his mcu blog (and his sw blog too... I think).

I was really stressed with a big exam around July and I became obsess with EVERYTHING, I was a true pain in the ass to everyone. I’m not gonna lie. So yeah I also became obsess with my Tumblr notes, I did gifs to relax but it was not working very well back then. my behavior was childish and I apologized to him after!

(He accused me of wanting to be reblogged on his sideblogs, it’s true, but it’s natural to me to reblog everything that people send me or tag me in on my sideblogs, I sincerely don’t understand people problem with reblogging on sideblogs things ).

When he got harassed on here, more like called out (it was actually around the same time I was a dick) he asked me to take his defense and to reblog a post he made, he was basically whining about how he was the victim and never harassed anyone, he sent me messaged telling me that he was a married man in florida and never did anything against the once upon a time fandom, wasn’t homophobic and meh meh meh... Back then I believed him because he was the nice guy who was helping me getting notes in the MCU fandom. He used me, after talking to other members I realized that I wasn’t alone.

I WANT TO APOLOGIES TO THE POEPLE I DIDN’T BELIEVED BACK THEN. I KNOW WHO HE IS NOW.

He started being aggressive but nothing worriedly when TLJ came around, it was a real little thing but I wasn't shipping Rey x poe and I felt like it was problem for him that I wasn’t shipping them. I didn't thought too much about it but still, it left a bad taste in my mouth, I wasn’t talking a lot to him after that.

When I had problems and got hate on my blog he didn't do shit to help me.

I was still sending me my edits because... Notes. I can’t lie about that, like every creators here I want my edits to get notes.

I think we haven’t talked for a verrrry long time, I was sending my edits that’s it.

Last year he asked me to join my GOT blog, after all the reblog he did for me I thought It would be really bitchy to me to not add him as a member. But I also noted that it was funny how he joined both the B99 and the GOT fandom once he realized that it was very popular.

He did edits on the blog so no problem at all, until s8 ended. I’m like everybody, I hated that season but when someone join my sideblogs, especially my got one, I am very clear about the no hate rule (I had problems with that on this blog before). But he thought that since he was popular he could do what he wanted, I deleted the two first he reblogged, one of them was calling people to harass D&D and I hate what they did but as someone who has been victim of bullying at school and still suffer from that I was disgusted by what he posted but I haven’t told him anything since he’s really popular and I didn’t want to create any drama... I have a life so I finally forgot about it.

My laptop broke and gosh, I really understood who he was at that moment! I sent a messages to all the members of my sideblogs asking them to keep the blogs active while I can’t, normal stuff for an admin. I had my tablet with no photoshop... spidey got “fired” and like a lot of other people I thought about that scene in iw where Tony told him “you’re an avenger now”, lucky me I have already made that gifset before so I took my tablet and just reposted my own gifset, it took me so long because I had to convert it back to gif format because of Tumblr... Anyway, later he sent me a message accusing me of having copied him and I haven’t seen his gifset so told him exactly that. He then accused me of doing that ALL THE TIME with endgame and I told him “listen bro we’re both using the same 30 seconds YouTube clips that marvel gave us”, like 20 other people (they were not a lot of people because that channel was weirdly unknown), it’s true that I was doing them after him but it’s just because I have a life and cannot always do gif, I make them when I have time. He also basically told me that I must be rich for having replaced my laptop that fast, I haven’t, I was using my tablet but even if I did replace my laptop, mêle toi de ton cul ( I have no English expression coming to me ).

I really understood who he was then.

He totally stopped making edits for my got blog, because it stopped trending so it wasn’t interesting him anymore.

a few months past and I think the only thing he told me is that he was scared of clowns... Literally.

And then the BIG ONE, I know he was a douche but omg. Mike asked me to reblog ALL his posts on a sideblog I'm only a member of. He told me that the admin have blocked him because she was shipping reylo and well reylos hate him because he’s posting shit on them , they were a huge misunderstanding then (because i’m French and I may not have explained myself right) , I told him that I wouldn’t reblog him if the admin didn’t want to see his posts on the blog, he was blocked! and I was, at the same time, talking to another member of this blog who is a close friend of the admin and she agreed with me. he was very insisting and I told him that the admin was checking what we add to the queue and would certainly delete his posts, it was the big misunderstanding that could have hurt the admin of the blog, I just meant I know she checks what’s happening because she told me when I don’t tag a post with the right tags, it’s just what a good admin (unlike myself) does. I also told him that it was a new blog with “only” 14k followers, he must have something like 50K followers sooooo, and that his edits were getting 100K notes, more than anybody here. He became... I have no words to describe that. He told me that it was a dictatorship if I couldn’t reblog what I wanted, and that I should leave the blog, I stopped answering pretty fast after that.

In our last conversation I was vulgar. (it’s in the post he sent to my friends), he really need to get over it, I’m French and from Normandie : I am vulgar! wtf. It’s also the last thing he ever posted on my game of thrones blog. It was a Sunday either two days after after the last star wars movie came out or ten days ( I don’t remember if he waited a week or not) but he reblogged a text post from his blog sending hate toward the writers of both got and sw and spoiled the entire Star Wars movie on my game of thrones blog, which was “the drop of water that caused the vase to bleed” like annoy me all you want but when people goes on my got blog they don’t want to be spoiled, it was so rude and mean and that post had nothing to do there and it was at least the third time so I told him to “fucking stop” and since mr thinks he is the king he went all “you can’t talk to me like that” “I'm an adult” meh meh meh. I told him to never go in France ‘cause he wouldn't like us. And it was the last time we spoke. Nothing to do directly with me but I would never do what he does to get notes, that man he’s ready to use any big events such as pride or women’s day to get notes. I do make edits for those events too but I'm actually a bisexual woman and not an heterosexual man and I really don’t think he’s doing those edits to show his support to those movements but just to get notes, this year he did the same thing with blm movement I thought it was disrespectful at best, he even made the famous “I we burn you burn with us” gifset from the movie and no, just stop dude. Making that gifset of Naya before she was even found was awful, a lot of people are doing gifs to feel better about things but I don’t think it would have came to anybody else mind to have it ready in their draft. It actually make me think of myself because after they died I made a gifset of Carrie Fisher and Stan Lee and in my head it was a tribute but now that I think back about it I wouldn’t make gifset when people dies anymore, I said it once again but in my head it was a tribute to those wonderful people life and work. I did to feel people and myself a little better in those situations but it didn’t makes me feel better. I thought about it even more, especially for Carrie, because I couldn’t stop thinking about Billie and losing my mom is the worst thing that could happen to me. You can say that, at the end, Mike makes me realize something.

He has been calling out for his behavior but instead of facing it like an adult he just want to take people down instead of him, I'm one of them and I certainly won’t be the only one. it’s someone who doesn’t know how to face the consequences of his behavior and still think he’s untouchable, me and one of my friend said that he thought he was the king of Tumblr and I sincerely think that in his head he is.

Sorry for the grammar I'm French and it’s almost 4 am so I'm gonna check the grammar tomorrow.

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annerbhp · 4 years

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So I'm reading chapter 5 of the changling. Wouldn't be sooooo funny if like Ginny went to find Ron to congratulate him. But overheard hermione talking about Felix felicies and like Harry sees her listening and they just argue in front of everyone. Cause Harry's gets her fired up everyone hears about the liquid luck. It turns into a ass whole situation

Look what you made me do. I futzed with the original HPB scene a bit to fit Ginny in, but I hope you’ll allow me that. :) Not so much a missing scene from The Changeling as much as a ‘well that would have gone a bit different if that happened’. Off the cuff and un-beta’d. Enjoy!

Lucky

Having said goodbye to Fred and George, commiserated with her team over the loss, and had a quick shower and change, Ginny can no longer put off congratulating Ron on his win. And his frankly surprisingly impressive show as Keeper. She’s only a little mad at him for that.

She could probably wait until morning, but she figures if she goes now, Ron will probably be so distracted that he won’t be a complete git about the whole thing. And then she won’t have to deal with it tomorrow.

And so she climbs the stairs towards Gryffindor Tower, the noise only getting louder and louder as she gets closer, and those prats are either even louder than normal or they’ve spilled out of their common room into the halls. How they get away with half of the stunts they pull off, she will never know.

She’s finally in sight of the round portrait hole when it swings open, Harry stepping out into the hall, or being shoved rather, by an irate-looking Hermione. Her cheeks are flushed as she hisses something at Harry, but it’s not until the portrait hole closes behind them that she can make out any of the words.

“--you shouldn’t have done that, Harry! It’s illegal!”

Harry looks equally annoyed, face still a bit red and flush with victory, hair a wild mess. “Done what exactly?” he says in a tone seemingly perfectly designed to nettle Hermione.

“I saw you do it, Harry! I saw you put felix felicis in Ron’s pumpkin juice this morning!”

Ginny freezes, feeling like she’s just taken a quaffle to the solar plexus.

But rather than denying it, Harry just lets out a bark of laughter, turning around to face Hermione, but stopping as his eyes fall on Ginny standing motionless on the stairs. “Ginny,” he says, his face seeming to pale.

She turns on her heel, heading back down the stairs. Her head should be a riot of thoughts, of cheating and filthy rotten Gryffindor hyprocrites, and how awful Harry must think Ron is to do something like that, to his best sodding friend, and all the ways she is going to get back at them for this. For taking a victory from her like that after how hard she’s worked. How hard her team has worked.

But instead all she feels is this sickly swooping feeling in her stomach like she’s swallowed a writhing ocean, like gravity dragging her down roughly. It feels way, way, way too familiar, and she hates it.

You fool.

“Ginny, wait!” Harry calls out after her, his feet pounding down the stairs as he follows her.

Somehow she manages to speak, still not looking back at him as she continues down the stairs. “Don’t worry. I’m not a tattler, remember?”

Tomorrow, when she has a calmer head, that is when she’ll decide exactly how to respond. Because she is going to do something about this. Oh, yes, she is. But telling Madam Hooch or McGonagall is not on her list.

“That’s not--” Harry sputters, still following her.

“I should have known you weren’t just being that helpful,” she says, more mad at herself for actually trusting, for actually believing--but she should know better than that. That he believed she could be a good captain, that he really wanted to help, when all along he was never going to give her a fair chance to try to prove it. “What an idiot I am.”

“Would you just stop?” Harry says, grabbing her arm.

Ginny spins around, pulling her wand, feeling red hot rage surge through her body, and she tells herself that is what is causing the humiliating prick of tears in her eyes. She is better than this, better than letting her temper push her into mindless, reactive revenge.

Harry’s eyes dart to her wand and back up to her face, but he doesn’t back away either, or look scared, and why can’t he find her terrifying at least once when it would be most convenient?

“I didn’t do it,” he says, slightly out of breath. Over his shoulder, Ginny can see that Hermione has followed them, looking between them with wide eyes.

“Oh, really,” Ginny says, not putting away her wand.

“I saw you do it, Harry,” Hermione says, apparently not above throwing him to the wolves.

“You think you did,” Harry says, shooting an annoyed glare back at her. “And so did Ron. That was the whole bloody point.”

Hermione frowns. “I don’t understand.”

But Harry doesn’t seem all that concerned with her understanding, turning back to Ginny. “Just let me show you,” he says, hand reaching into his pocket.

He pulls out a small glass vial full of golden liquid. He offers it, palm held out to Ginny.

“Take it,” he says, shoving it closer.

Stowing her wand, she reaches out and picks it up. It’s very obviously still sealed and full of liquid.

“I just...wanted Ron to stop stressing out so much for once, so he could see how good he is all on his own when he’s not being completely mental.”

Realization slowly dawns. “So you pretended to put it in when you knew he was watching,” Ginny says.

“Yeah.”

A perfectly executed gambit.

“Oh, Harry,” Hermione says, looking miserable and wringing her hands. “I’m sorry.” Ginny supposes she had threatened to go to McGonagall.

Harry doesn’t look at Hermione, still waiting for Ginny’s response. Only she isn’t at all sure what she feels.

Ginny swallows to clear her throat. “You’d better tell Ron. Or he’ll just end up feeling even worse about himself.” She looks over at Hermione, finding that easier to do at the moment. “I came to tell him congratulations.”

Hermione nods. “I’ll go get him, okay? Okay, Harry?”

She waits for him to nod his agreement, and with that, she turns, heading back up.

Ginny is left standing on the stairs with Harry, still feeling like an idiot, but maybe for an entirely different reason now. She hadn’t been wrong to be mad, when she thought it was true. To be mad at him for cheating.

Though that didn’t explain the yawning feeling of betrayal that had more to do with it being Harry who had done it than anything else.

For lack of anything else to do, she starts walking back towards the Gryffindor Common Room.

Harry lets out a breath of what sounds like relief. Probably that she isn’t threatening to hex him anymore.

"I’m sorry,” he says, walking up next to her.

She shakes her head. “Clearly you didn’t do anything wrong. I shouldn’t have--” She stops, not really sure what she shouldn’t have done. Jumped to conclusions? Been stupid enough to trust someone in the first place?

“I know how hard you’ve worked,” he says. “And you nearly got us as it was--”

She lifts her hand. “Let’s not with the platitudes right now.” The loss is still too raw.

“It’s not a--” He breaks off as Hermione comes darting past them down the stairs.

Ginny barely catches a glimpse of her face beneath the riot of bushy hair framing her face, but it’s enough to see the tears in her eyes.

“Hermione?” she asks.

She doesn’t stop or respond, Ginny sharing a worried glance with Harry. They both turn to look towards the open doorway just in time to see Ron wrapped around Lavender Brown in the middle of the common room, their faces stuck together. The door swings shut.

Harry has a bemused look of shock on his face at seeing his best mate sucking face with one of his housemates, only then he looks down the stairs after Hermione. “Oh, bollocks,” he says.

Oh, bollocks, indeed. Stupid, stupid Ron. “You’d better go after her,” Ginny says. She and Hermione are not all that close, besides which, a Weasley is probably the last thing she wants to see right now.

“Yeah,” Harry says, sounding pained. He starts down the stairs only to pause, looking back up at her. “Ginny.”

“Yeah?” she asks, prepared for him to try to pawn the unsavory task off on her.

His hand bumps against the railing. “I meant it, you know. I really did want to help.”

“Oh,” Ginny says, feeling warmth working up her neck as she realizes what she’d said earlier in her agitation. “It’s fine.”

He opens his mouth, like he wants to say more but isn’t really sure what to, or doesn’t have time to. He glances back down the stairs, looking cross and torn.

“Harry,” she says. “Just go. We can talk later.” Or hopefully just forget all about it.

He seems to perk up at this. “Can we?”

“Of course,” she says, her stomach feeling a bit funny at the thought.

He grins. “Okay. I’ll come find you. Tomorrow?”

Ginny hadn’t been expecting something so certain, or so soon. “Sure,” she says, feeling her heart pounding a little too strongly in her chest. “Tomorrow.”

“Great,” he says, nodding with a wide grin on his face. “Excellent.”

She’s beginning to feel a little like an emotional whirlwind at this point, finding herself rolling her eyes at him as he keeps standing there, but also with an answering smile on her face. “Harry.”

“Yeah?”

She points down the stairs. “Hermione?”

“Right. Bollocks. Gotta go.” And with that, he turns, finally thundering down the stairs in search of a heart-broken Hermione.

In a bit of a daze, Ginny wanders her way back down to her common room, trying not to think too hard on what tomorrow might bring.

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browneyedhimbo · 4 years

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I Can Do This All Day

Prompt: 4. “I cAn Do tHis aLL dAy”

Summary: You knew Steve’s favorite line and you keep trying to pinpoint when he says it and why, leading you to go down memory lane.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Warnings: cursing, slight implied smut, gun/gunshots, so much FLUFF

Word Count: 1.2K

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Ever since Steve Rogers was that scrawny kid in Brooklyn, he’s said it. It started the first time he got his butt whooped behind a diner after a douchebag cat called a girl who was waiting tables. He got up, wiped the blood off his face, and said it. Then of course Bucky found him and well, the rest is history.

Though it’s his favorite catch phrase, you noticed he only says it during specific times. And you can name each and everyone of them.

—

“Shit!” You yelled fighting off a few Hydra agents. It was supposed to be a simple mission, raid the base and extract some files, but of course it wasn’t empty and they had an ambush set up.

“Language!” You heard over the comms. But it wasn’t Rogers’ voice, rather the rest of the team.

“One time!” Steve yelled over the comms, the sound of his shield hitting people faint in the background.

“That’s all it takes Stevie,” you laughed, getting up from putting one in a choke hold.

“Yeah yeah,” he faintly chuckled. “Alright Y/N and I are going to go extract the files, everyone else stay out here and cover us.” Steve yelled, meeting up with you at the entrance. You both ran and cleared out the floor. You started working your magic on the computer with the drive Tony gave you. Loud banging and gun shots could be heard getting closer to the room you both were in.

You tried typing faster and were almost done when a few Hydra bastards blasted the door. Steve turned around covering both of you with his shield while they emptied their clips on you. He threw his shield and started fighting them off while you finished up.

“Got it!” You yelled, punching and shooting one in the face. You unplugged the drive and tucked it into a pocket in your belt. You looked up and saw the room was surrounded. Steve took off his helmet and handed you his shield. You gave him a puzzled look.

“Boom,” he mouthed. You nodded, he meant there was going to be an explosion. You looked around the room and saw a window. With a smirk you nodded slightly at Steve. With raised fists he looked at the agents in the room before a huge smirk landed on his face.

“I can do this all day.” Agents started running towards him and he was able to fight them off. He grabbed a grenade off one of them and tossed it to the middle of the group of agents. You shot the window and both of you ran towards it. He grabbed your waist as you both jumped out, the shield blocking the glass from coming into contact with your faces.

“Fuck!” You heard Tony yell over the comms, before you metal arms wrap around both of you. As carefully as he could, he lowered both of you to the ground. His grip slipped and you both fell, rolling to a stop.

“Next time, let’s not jump out a window.” You chuckled looking at him.

—-

You never really knew exactly what would spark him to say it. Maybe it was because he saw something as a challenge, maybe he wanted to show his determination? Whatever it was, it always got you to smile.

—-

“Is that fine?” He asked you, blue eyes filled with nothing but love and worry. No matter how many times you, as he says it, ‘fondue’, he’s always worried he might hurt you. You found it adorable.

“That’s perfect b-baby,” you sputtered as his mouth attached back to your heat. He may be shy and blushy but damn did he know what he was doing. He chuckled, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. You made eye contact with him and he had that look.

“Darlin’ I can do this all day,” he winked before going back to work. That didn’t help the grin that made its way to your face.

—-

He told you it depends on the occasion but also the person. You chuckled at that. But then he told you he loves to say it around you, because you never stopped him.

—–

“What’s that mean Stevie?”

“Well,” he started, a soft smile on his face, “I don’t-I’m not really sure.” He giggled, that slight blush creeping up his neck. “I guess it’s cause I know you’ll support me no matter what? Probably that or I know you won’t question my motives.” You shared a laugh. But he was right.

—-

It was the big day, and you were so excited and extremely nervous. You breathed deeply while looking in the full body mirror in front of you. You weren’t one for self compliments but today, you really did look good.

“Ready?” Nat asked from the doorway. You took one last deep breath before nodding. Everything was a bit of a haze between getting from the room to the altar because that’s just how anxious you truly were. All you knew was that you were now standing in front of the man you love.

The world blurred as you stared into those crystal blue eyes in which you fell in love with. You said your vows and kissed. Things moved at a faster pace as you both walked hand in hand for pictures and got ready to head to the venue for the reception.

The pictures never stopped, the talking never stopped, the laughs and the ‘congratulations’ either. You ate and drank and had the best time of your life. The music slowed on the dance floor, the song you both choose booming through the speakers.

Steve gave you his charming smile and held his hand out for you which you gladly took. He led you to the dance floor, only the two of you were there. You were in complete bliss. He pulled you close and held you tight.

“Those classes paid off,” he whispered in your ear. You chuckled and bit your lip to refrain from belching out a laugh.

“Guess they did,” you beamed back. You heard ‘awws’ and coos from your family and friends. You leaned your head against your now husband’s shoulder as he brought you in impossibly closer.

“I can do this all day.” He whispered into your hair.

——

Now that you think about it, he didn’t say it during specific times. He just said it when he wanted to, when he felt the need to. Every time you try to guess when he’ll say it, there’s a 50/50 chance you’re right or wrong. Maybe that’s why you loved hearing him say it so much.

You had especially loved it when he would say it to your kids while they were playing when they were younger. Didn’t matter the game or time. When they would ask him if he can keep playing he’d tell them he ‘can do it all day.’

“Baby doll, are you good?” Steve waved a hand in front of your face, that same charming smile on his face.

“Mhm, just got lost in my thoughts.” You smiled at him.

“Your thoughts huh? Must be a very interesting place.” He teased. “Remind me to wish to not be a mind reader.”

“Stevie,” you rolled your eyes playfully, “it’s not such a bad place. It holds a lot of our precious memories.” You stared at him. You couldn’t believe it was already your 50th wedding anniversary. Everything felt like it was just yesterday.

“I’m sure,” he hummed, “50 years honey. We’re old.” You laughed loudly at that.

“No, just you.”

“Hey darlin’,” he grabbed your hands and intertwined your fingers.

“Yea babe?” You leaned closer to him.

“I can do this all day.”

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willow-salix · 3 years

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(Fluffember prompt :Young - or as I'm calling it 'Scott being a complete shit for an hour)

Day 7 of Isolation on Tracy Island 2.0

It started with Gordon, which it generally does, but this time it actually wasn’t that bad, although I do think he was very brave to start things the way he did.

We were all lounging around in what Grandma 'affectionately’ refers to as our ‘melting ice cream’ poses. By this she means that we have effectively melted all over whatever we were sitting on, spreading ourselves out in an attempt to take up as much room as possible. I had been lying across both Gordon and John but now I was sitting between them while Scott sat in front of the couch between my legs as I tried out different hairstyles on him because, in my infinite wisdom, I’d decided he needed a new look. It wasn’t going well, he did not suit the Elvis look. Now I was attempting to brush it forward and up like Alan’s.

“Hey, John,” Gordon started, breaking the comfortable silence of the room. I couldn’t see John, since I was concentrating on the back of Scott’s head, but I could feel the power of his eyes roll as his concentration and peace was distrubed.

“Yes?”

“Do you remember that game we used to play?”

“Which one? There were so many games that I’ve blocked most of them from my memory.”

“I mean the one you were actually good at.”

Scott sniggered and I gently flicked the back of his head in punishment.

“Excuse me, I was very good at games and still am.”

I nodded supportively and received a gentle waist squeeze in thanks for my efforts.

“I meant that one that you used to completely dominate us in,” Gordon continued. “I just can’t remember what it was.”

“Again, there were many games…”

“Scott, do you remember?” I asked, trying to head off a potential argument before it started.

“I’m trying to think of one that John was good at-” I flicked his head again, making him duck out of the way as he laughed.

“I’ve never been so insulted,” John gasped.

“Give them time,” I muttered, dragging Scott’s head back into place and attacking him with my brush again, fluffing up his hair by backcombing it, let him try to brush that out later…

“We used to play it on long journeys to pass the time,” Gordon continued, clearly frustrated that he couldn’t recall exactly what it was.

“Ask Virgil,” Scott suggested. “He might know.”

The chonky one was duly summoned, Alan coming in with him, Kayo trailing in behind.

“You comm’d?” Virgil greeted, sinking down into one of the launch seats.

“What was that game we used to play on journeys? The one John always beat us at,” Gordon asked, not bothering with the pleasantries of a hello. “When we were kids.”

“John played games?” Alan asked, completely dumbfounded.

“Hey!” John protested. “Why is everyone picking on me today?”

“Because you’re actually here?” Scott shrugged like that explained everything.

“You’re on your own,” John huffed, dragging me onto his lap and away from Scott, leaving him with my brush stuck in his hair. “Can’t be nice, you don’t get my wife. That’s the rule.”

Virgil, who had been pretty quiet the entire time, finally spoke. “I went to the park.”

“You what now?” I asked. Had he finally cracked? We weren’t allowed to go anywhere, no unnecessary journeys, and I doubted that leaving the island to go to a park counted as necessary.

“That was the game,” he explained patiently. “Someone would start and say ‘I went to the park’ or wherever it was we were going that day.”

“Oh, yeah, now I remember!” Gordon cheered.

“You made a game out of saying where you were going?” I asked, completely bemused. It seemed like a pretty rubbish game if you asked me.

“No, we said what we were taking,” Virgil replied.

“Am I being dumb here?” I really didn’t get it. What were they talking about? “Surely if you were going somewhere you would have to take things with you, that’s not a game, that’s just sensible.”

“No,” Gordon laughed, finding my dumbness sooooo amusing. “It’s a game.”

“I don’t get it either,” Alan said quietly. “I never played that, we never really went anywhere when I was younger.”

“It was a game that Mom used to play when she was little, her dad used to start it to stop them being bored while driving,” Scott told us as he wrestled the brush out of what was now his fringe, leaving it sticking up at the front like a poodle’s.

“I’ll start,” Gordon offered, thinking for a second before he spoke again. “I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod...an alligator.”

Everyone burst out laughing, both at his object but also the fact that he’d changed it to a rescue.

“Scott, your turn,” Gordon said.

“I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator and a baseball bat,” he said after a moment of thought. “If that alligator starts any trouble, I’ll finish it.”

“Sounds legit,” I whispered to John who smirked in response.

“I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat and a corned beef sandwich,” Virgil continued, taking up the reins of the game.

“Oh, I get it!” Alan grinned, catching on. “You have to remember what everyone else is taking and add your own! Can I play?”

“Of course you can,” Scott said.

“OK, OK, I’ve got this,” Alan paused as he thought about it. “I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat, a corned beef sandwich and a didgeridoo! John, your turn.”

“I’ll kick all your butts, you wait,” John warned them, then quickly rattled off the items followed by his own. “I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat, a corned beef sandwich, a didgeridoo and an ephemeris.”

“Oh, so you’re playing that move again, are you?” Scott snorted. “Sneaky. This is why he always won, he’s not smarter, he just knows weird words.”

“I resent that, I’m much smarter than you.”

“Kayo? Are you playing?” Virgil asked, trying to keep the peace.

“Sure,” she shrugged, not having anything better to do. “I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat, a corned beef sandwich, a didgeridoo, an ephemeris and flight goggles.”

Gordon nudged me. “Your turn.”

“No way,” I protested, shaking my head. “I’m useless at games like this, I have the memory of a goldfish with amnesia.”

“You aren’t that bad,” John said, trying to defend me. I appreciated the effort but I knew he was lying.

“Babe, I’m the one that forgot where I put my phone and started looking for it before I realised I was talking to you on it.”

“Well, there is that.” Cue the sniggers from the peanut gallery.

“I appreciate the fact that you didn’t laugh at me when you asked me what I was looking for, so thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“No, you have to join in, we won’t laugh, we promise,” Alan assured me. I’m not sure I believed it possible for them not to laugh at me, but there was a first time for everything I supposed.

“OK, I’ll try,” I sighed. “Let me think...I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat… something about a sandwich…” my brain protested the sudden workout. “ Corned beef,” I yelled triumphantly and continued. “A didgeridoo, a...effie...something that John said, and Kayo’s flight goggles. There, done.” I smiled proudly. “I remembered.”

“Good job,” Scott grinned. He didn’t actually laugh but I kicked him gently as a warning.

“You didn’t add your item,” Gordon reminded me. “You have G.”

“Oh, yeah..erm…a g…” brain fart. I had nothing. John whispered in my ear and I happily shouted it out. “Gyroscope.”

“Hey, no helping, that’s cheating,” Alan protested, clearly enjoying himself.

“Fine, grapes, I’m taking grapes, if Virgil can take corned beef I can take that.”

“You can take your grapes,” Gordon agreed, narrowing his eyes at John who stared back innocently. “I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat, a corned beef sandwich, a didgeridoo, an ephemeris, flight goggles, grapes and a holopad in case I get bored.”

“I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat, a corned beef sandwich, a didgeridoo, an ephemeris, flight goggles, grapes, a holopad and an icepick,” Scott continued.

“I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat, a corned beef sandwich, a didgeridoo, an ephemeris, flight goggles, grapes, a holopad, an icepick and a jackhammer," Virgil said.

“I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat, a corned beef sandwich, a didgeridoo, an ephemeris, flight goggles, grapes, a holopad, an icepick, a jackhammer and…a kayak!" Alan yelled as he thought of an appropriate word.

"Why would you take a llama?" Gordon asked.

"So it can spit at people that get too close," John shrugged.

"I went on a rescue and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat, a corned beef sandwich, a didgeridoo, an ephemeris, flight goggles, grapes, a holopad, an icepick, a jackhammer, a kayak, a llama and a machete," Kayo said, adding her to the list.

"Why are you all so aggressive in your packing? I asked.

"Always be prepared," Kayo quoted. "Your turn."

"I went on a rescue," I sighed, not in the least happy with my involvement, "and I packed in the pod an alligator, a baseball bat, a didgeridoo, A John thing," I got a little kiss for that, why I don't know, maybe just because he felt sorry for me. "Goggles, an ice cube, tablet, the llama and that machete that miss violence is taking to probably smack people with," I finished up.

"Well, you did miss a few," Alan admitted, "sorry."

"Does that mean I'm out?"

They all nodded sadly but I was secretly pleased. I mean, I did my best but yeah, not my kind of game. I settled back against John, more than ready to be a casual observer, that was much more my style.

Gordon was out next, then Scott, followed by Virgil, with Alan, Kayo and John fighting it out for the title. They were on their second round of alphabet and had hit 'E' when Alan lost his train of thought.

Kayo added keeper, the loop on a belt that the end tucks into but John threw out a Snellen Chart, the thing you had to look at in the doctors surgery decades ago, where he dredged that word up from I can only guess. I'm pretty sure he's got a box up in his brain that is just full of useless facts, weird words and probably the eleven times table or something.

He won. He's sitting very smugly, having proved his point and retained his crown.

"See, I can play games," John grinned.

"That was really fun," Alan said with a happy little sigh. "I sometimes feel like I missed out on a lot of the things you guys did before we lost Mom."

"Well, we've got plenty of time now to remember them all and tell you all about them," Scott promised him, ruffling his hair as he passed by, making Alan yelp and hurriedly smooth it back down again.

"Three…two…" I started, waiting.

"What did you do!?" Scott yelled from somewhere in the kitchen, there were many reflective surfaces in there.

"One," John finished for me. "Want to come with me to check on EOS?"

"Probably wise," I agreed, hauling myself up from the comfort of his lap. "Let's make it quick, before Scott finishes fixing the mess I made of his hair and comes seeking revenge."

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our-time-is-now · 3 years

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July 8, 2019 (2): Binders and stupid jokes

(previous play)

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Attention! This play includes transgender topics. For more details see our interjection.

Monday, 11:37 am:

David: *gets out of the car together with the others and stretches a little while looking around* *grins to the others* Nice! I’m sure this will be bearable for the next two weeks! *then sees the van and Alex’ car park as well and the others get out of the cars, and how Hanna now seems to take over the reins by saying: “Okay, I’d say I’ll let everyone in first, and then we’ll give a little tour to the ones that haven’t been here before and see if everything’s okay inside and outside…”*

Matteo: *also stretches and immediately nods at David’s words* *hears Hanna’s plan and nods again* *but then sees Kiki shake her head: “But not everyone at the same time. I’d suggest that Hanna gives the new ones a tour and everyone else already starts to unpack."* *laughs slightly* Yes, Sir, we mustn’t lose any time! Comrade Augustin, report for putting up the tent! *grins when Jonas salutes and stands at attention* *sees Kiki look disdainful: “Will you keep that up all the time?"* *shrugs one shoulder* Depends… do you want to stick to a strict plan all holiday? *sees Kiki shake her head: “Alright, no, but still, it’s no use if we all trample through the house right now. Just let Hanna show David and Alex everything and the rest can already start…”* *hears Abdi protest: “And me! I’ve never been here, either! Why am I always forgotten?"* *hears Hanna laugh and say: “Okay, let’s go, guys, follow me."* *quickly pulls David in again and kisses him* *hears Carlos laugh: “You’ll probably see him again in 7 minutes, Luigi."* Shut up, Carlos. *but grins and then goes to the trunk to really unload the stuff*

David: *laughs when he hears Kiki and Matteo* *doesn’t think either, that it has to be done immediately, but thinks that it’s good that everyone seems to play along for the sake of peace* *was just about to follow Hanna when Matteo pulls him into a kiss again, which he naturally returns with pleasure* *then hears Carlos, briefly gives him the middle finger and then kisses Matteo again out of protest* *hears Carlos laugh: “Dude, one could think that you’ve only gotten together two days ago and won’t see each other for a week. Sooooo in loooveee!"* *ignores him and instead says to Matteo* Well then go find us a quiet spot… *then follows Hanna, Abdi and Alex to the house and waits for Hanna to unlock the door* *then takes a look around inside while Hanna opens the shutters and the windows and sees her grimace slightly: “Okay, it’s really obvious that no one has been here in a while… we’ll probably have to dust and sweep a little later… Well here’s the kitchen and the dining room…”* *hears Abdi: “Yeah, let’s ask Kiki for when she scheduled cleaning!"* *grins and hears Hanna calling from the other room: “That can only be in your favor, Abdi – you’re the one who’ll sleep here…”* *sees her point at a comfortable looking couch and watches Abdi immediately drop down on it to test it: “Comfortable! The little bit of dust doesn’t bother me…”* *follows Hanna when she opens another door: “Bathroom!"* *quickly looks inside and thinks that it will probably really get a little stressful with 11 people and only one bathroom but that they’ll somehow manage for two weeks* *sees Alex pull up his eyebrows slightly and looks at him encouragingly* Oh, come on, we can manage for two weeks! *hears Alex sigh: “Yeah, we have to… but I’m already looking forward to my bathtub."* *laughs quietly and shrugs* *then follows Hanna, who has opened another door: “That’s where Carlos and Kiki are going to sleep… yeah, and that’s it for the ground floor… upstairs… *sees her point to the stairs* …is another room… that’s where Mia and Alex are going to sleep…”* *sees Alex climb the stairs and follows him while Hanna stays downstairs* *stops at the bottom of the stairs and sees Alex’ expression lighten up a little when he takes a look around the room* *smiles slightly and says* That makes up for the missing bathtub, doesn’t it? *sees him nod and hears him murmur: “Yes, this is really quite nice…”* *nods and when Alex sits down on the bed says* Well, I’m going back downstairs… see you later! *sees Alex only nod and disappears again* *meets Hanna again downstairs and wonders where Abdi has disappeared to* *leans against the counter and says to Hanna* It’s really quite nice here! And it’s cool that your grandmother doesn’t mind us coming here… *sees Hanna smile and shrug: “I think she’s glad that someone is here to see if everything’s alright here…”* *was just about to say more when Kiki enters the kitchen with a box: “Oh, great, you’re finished with the tour. David, I think the people outside don’t take their task with the tents seriously. Could you go check!?”* *has to suppress a grin and instead only nods* *murmurs* Will do. See you later… *leaves the cabin*

Matteo: *grins when David kisses him again and then nods* I will… *looks after him when he disappears toward the cabin and then grabs his bag from the trunk* *waits until David has gone into the cabin and then quickly goes over to Jonas and Carlos* Hey, Jonas, you’ve brought my binder, right? *sees Jonas nod: “Sure, man! That’s gonna be awesome! They really don’t look too bad, if I might say so!"* *sees Carlos nod and grin* By the way, how do you want to do it? Just put it on under the shirts when we go to the lake? *sees Carlos shake his head: “No, man, we’ll make a fashion show out of it!"* *grimaces slightly and sees Jonas also shake his head: “I really wouldn’t make a big deal out of it. I think putting it on under our shirts doesn’t sound that bad… and then we’ll all take them off at the same time when we’re going into the lake?"* *nods slightly and then hears Amira call: “Hey, boys, the tents aren’t going to put themselves up!"* Okay, we’ll talk about the rest later… *then goes to the van and gets a tent* *hears Jonas laugh: “Oh, I see how it is, not afraid of Kiki but afraid of Amira…”* *only gives him the middle finger and then goes over the grass to the lake to find a spot for the tent* *unpacks everything and gives up putting up the tent after about two minutes and waits for David*

David: *gets out of the cabin and looks around for Matteo but can only see Jonas a few meters away being busy putting Hanna’s and his’ tent up* *goes toward him to ask if he knows where Matteo is but then already hears him answer: “Matteo went in the direction of the lake. To be honest, I also find that spot cooler, but Hanna wants to stay close to the cabin so that she can go to the bathroom at night��”* *doesn’t mind going into the bushes at night as long as Matteo’s the only one close-by and no one else will see him, so simply nods and says* Thanks… and good luck with the tent… *hears Jonas laugh: “Thanks, you, too! I don’t think that Matteo has gotten very far…”* *laughs quietly* Oh, we’ll manage… *goes toward the lake and sees Matteo sitting there next to the tent that’s at least already unpacked* *grins slightly while walking toward him* What? You’re not finished yet?!

Matteo: *sees David walk toward him and briefly considers getting up and at least pretending as if he was putting up the tent, but then drops it* *grins slightly* Well, I would have already finished, of course… but I thought we’d better do it together… decide where exactly to put it up and such… in which direction the entrance should face… you know? Important decisions. *then picks himself up, after all, and at least wants to pretend for a moment as if he could help* By the way, how do you like the cabin?

David: *laughs quietly at Matteo’s words and nods exaggeratedly* *knows exactly that he’s lying but says* Important decisions, sure… *but takes a look around anyways and really thinks about where to put it and which way the entrance should face* *answers Matteo’s question* Pretty cozy… it will probably be a little stressful with only one bathroom but we already knew that in advance… *looks at Matteo and grins slightly* But it’s still cooler out here… *briefly wiggles his eyebrows* …and more privacy… *thinks that they probably won’t have much privacy during the next couple of days and is therefore glad that they at least have some sort of safe haven in their tent* *is glad that Matteo went in the direction of the shore but that he has picked a spot with enough distance to the jetty* *moves a few more steps away from the jetty and looks at Matteo* Here? With a view at the lake? Or should we put the entrance so that it faces the cabin?

Matteo: *nods when David mentions the bathroom* Oh, we’ll manage somehow… *then laughs slightly and wiggles his eyebrows* A lot more privacy… *but then hears Jonas’ and Hanna’s voices pretty clearly from the direction of the cabin* …but probably not enough privacy… *tilts his head when David asks where to put the tent* Umm… why did you think I waited for you to make that decision? *looks from the lake to the cabin and back again* No idea… I don’t really care, I think… lake? But there are probably more gnats… so cabin? *shrugs*

David: *can also hear Hanna’s and Jonas’ voices and with a grin grimaces in desperation* *moves a few steps further away from the jetty and the cabin and nods* Here… *then laughs because they both can’t agree on where to put the entrance of the tent* Okay… then neither facing the lake nor the cabin… we’ll have the entrance face sideways! *goes back to the spot where Matteo has unpacked the tent and looks for the tent poles* *looks at Matteo, who’s standing there a little helplessly, and says* Well, the first few steps I can manage on my own, but I’ll need your help later. If you want to, you can already go get our bags, sleeping bags and sleeping pads from the car… *starts putting together the poles*

Matteo: *laughs when David moves a few steps further away* Perfect. *then watches him as he seemingly knows which poles have to go where* *quickly nods* Sure, I’ll do that… *quickly goes to the car and gets David’s bag, puts it over his shoulder and then grabs the two sleeping bags and the two sleeping pads* *somehow manages to put them over his arm and under his arm and to go back to David, who has already managed quite a bit* *dumps the stuff next to his bag and then goes over to him* Okay… should I hold anything?

David: *has finished assembling the poles and unfolded the tent and put the stakes out when Matteo returns with their things* *had sat down on the ground and is now getting up when Matteo asks if he should hold anything* *smirks lovingly* You really haven’t put up a tent before, have you? *puts his arm around his hip and presses a kiss to his cheek* *teases him a little* You city child… *lets go of him and goes back to the poles* It’s not that difficult… especially not with such a simple dome tent… just put together all the poles… *takes the tent and shows him the loops where the poles have to go through* …and then through there… you can also do that on your own but it’s easier with two people… *starts pushing one of the poles through the loops* You can go to the other side… there’s this hole at the corner of the tent – that’s where the ends of the poles have to go in…

Matteo: *slightly shakes his head when David asks if he’s never put up a tent before* *scrunches up his nose when he teases him and nudges him slightly* *but then listens to him and tries to follow his instructions* *nods* Yeees. It’s reeeally easy… *then simply goes to where David ordered him to go* *is really surprised that it really isn’t thaaat difficult and that they are completely done 20 minutes later, including the stakes in the ground and everything* Yeah… let’s try it out now… *throws the two sleeping pads and the sleeping bags into the tent* *then crawls halfway inside on all fours, so that only his head and his hands are in the tent, and unpacks the sleeping pads and the sleeping bags* *then crawls inside completely and calls* Come in… it’s REALLY comfortable!

David: *smiles to himself while putting up the tent with Matteo and is happy that Matteo seems to quickly get the hang of it* *laughs quietly when he cheers and watches him unroll the sleeping pads and sleeping bags and then disappear into the tent* *at his order grabs their duffel bags and hands them to Matteo through the opening before also crawling inside and dropping down onto his sleeping bag* *closes his eyes for a moment and smiles* *then looks at Matteo and nods* Definitely comfortable and cozy… *then turns on his side and stretches his arms out for Matteo*

Matteo: *watches David as he crawls inside and lies down* *smiles when he closes his eyes* I’d say we’ll be able to bear it here… *grins when he reaches out for him and immediately scoots closer and puts his arm over his hip* *quietly says* July 8th, start first holiday together… *then smiles and kisses him*

David: *does a little feel-good grumble when Matteo scoots closer and puts his arm around him* *smiles at his words and murmurs* We have to put it in our calendars as an anniversary for next year… *then returns his kiss and pulls him closer* *runs a hand through his hair and deepens the kiss* *then groans quietly when he loudly hears Kiki’s voice from outside: “The ones who have finished putting up their tents can help with cleaning inside the cabin…”* *lazily opens one eye and murmurs against Matteo’s mouth* Are we done? Or do we pretend that we still have to take care of the interior? *simply kisses him again*

Matteo: *pulls him a little closer when he deepens the kiss* *grumbles when he hears Kiki’s voice* *then grins at David’s words* Definitely not done… *kisses him back and presses himself even closer* *but then hears a voice again, this time Jonas’, and a lot closer to the tent: “Hey, Brudis, you can come out, Kiki has found enough people… we were thinking of jumping into the lake, are you coming with us?"* *pulls away from the kiss again, sighs, but doesn’t say anything* *then hears Jonas again: “if you’re still busy… but Luigi, I wanted to show you something before we go swimming…”* *only then remembers again what “swimming in the lake” means and really pulls away from David a little* *calls back* I’ll meet you at your tent in a minute… *then looks at David* I’d really like to go swimming… will you come along? You don’t have to come in with us?

David: *grins into the kiss when Matte says that they’re not done and briefly wonders for how long they will be able to make out before someone else will interrupt them* *laughs quietly when he hears Jonas’ voice a moment later and mumbles quietly* I hope that it won’t be like that all holiday long, that we can’t even make out for five minutes straight… *then hears that Jonas wants to go into the lake and feels his heart beat faster when he asks if they want to join* *he did try on the swim binder at home and thought that it was okay, but somehow feels a little overwhelmed right now because he didn’t expect everyone to really want to go for a swim immediately* *feels like he still has to find some more courage to really show himself in a swim binder in front of the others* *meets Matteo’s gaze, hears his words and sits up* *knew that Matteo will of course go swimming while they are here but still feels a little alone at the thought that everyone else will be in the water* *hesitates briefly and then shrugs* I… you guys just go… I… maybe I’ll join you tonight… or tomorrow… *looks away and helplessly feels for his duffel bag* I think I’ll just unpack some more in here… and then maybe I’ll come sit down on the jetty…

Matteo: *also sits up when David does and looks at him* *immediately feels bad when he sees how unsure David is* *maybe he shouldn’t have agreed so quickly as David doesn’t know what they have planned* *carefully reaches for his arm when David grabs his duffel bag* *says softly* Hey… you don’t have to do anything, okay? You don’t have to hide away… I’m sure Amira won’t go swimming, either… and all of us want you to be there with us… doesn’t matter if you’ll go into the water or not… *softly squeezes his arm and then lets go of it again* I’ll just quickly go over to Jonas to see what he wants… and you’ll think about it, ok?

David: *looks back at Matteo when he reaches for his arm* *listens to him and slowly nods at his words* *knows all of that and thinks it’s nice that Matteo reminds him again* *wishes that he would be less complicated, that it wouldn’t matter to him what the others might think* *thinks that maybe today he’s just having a day where he’s insecure and that maybe later today or tomorrow he’ll feel a little more secure and feels brave enough to go into the water* *doesn’t really want to hide away and therefore decides to not hide himself away in the tent* *quietly murmurs* Okay… I’ll… meet you at the jetty in a minute… *leans forward and quickly presses a soft kiss to Matteo* *tires to smile* See you in a minute…

Matteo: *kisses him back and runs a hand through his hair* See you in a minute… *smiles slightly and then crawls out of the tent* *but then sticks his head back in* We can do this, ok? Together. And if you want to leave, I’m sure we’ll find an eyelash to make that wish, ok? *grins at him again and really leaves this time* *quickly goes toward the cabin to Jonas’ tent, who is standing in front of it waiting for him* Hey… *sees Jonas grin: “Hey, Luigi, there you are… all the others have already put the binder on underneath their shirts, you’re the last one… yours is in the tent, you can change in there if you want to…“* *nods* Thanks, man… *then crawls into Jonas’ and Hanna’s tent and immediately sees the binder* *takes off his shirt and puts the binder on and then pauses for a moment* *thinks about David and how often he has to wear that thing just so that he can feel like himself* *sighs slightly, puts his shirt back on and crawls back out* Okay… ready… by the way, David didn’t really want to come… but I could convince him to at least come to the jetty with us… *sees Jonas grin: “Well, then, let’s go”* *takes a few steps with him, but then is suddenly scared and grabs Jonas’ arm* What if David hates the idea? What if it backfires completely? What if it only reminds him even more that we actually don’t have to wear them?

Jonas: *feels Matteo grab his arm and stops* *tilts his head slightly when he voices his worries and thinks about his words for a moment* *then shakes his head* Hey, don’t worry! Carlos said… *then hears Carlos’ voice and sees him exit the cabin with Abdi and Alex: “What did I say?"!* *gives the three of them a look willing them to help him reassure Matteo and says* You were the one who told us that David mentioned that it sucks for him to be the only one to wear something like that… *hears Alex: “Understandable… I feel totally stupid in this!"* *and Abdi: “Really? I somehow find it sexy…”* *and Carlos: “Exactly! That’s what it’s about! That he’s not the only one getting stared at!"* *looks back at Matteo and says* Exactly! He won’t think it’s stupid! If he still doesn’t want to come into the water, okay – then that’s just what it is. But I think it’s more likely that it will encourage him to join us, after all!

David: *has only taken out his sleeping clothes, the toiletry bag and the torch from his duffel bag and decided to take the rest out when he needs it* *had been holding the swim binder in his hands and really had considered for a moment to simply put it on and join the others in the water* *but had then put it back and had been sitting in the tent for a while a little indecisively* *had eventually pulled himself together, left the tent, and gone toward the lake* *is now sitting there holding his feet into the water* *thinks that it’s actually a nice temperature and has to think about the swim binder in the tent again* *would really like to go swimming and sighs quietly* *thinks ‘later…’*

Matteo: *listens to the guys and nods very slowly* Yes, okay… you’re right… *sees Jonas smile at him encouragingly and only nods briefly* *startles for a moment when the girls run past them and only sees them run towards the lake* *only then notices David already sitting there and sees the girls run past him and jump into the water* *wonders if Amira stayed inside, after all* *but then arrives at the lake with the boys and sees David turn around to them* Hey… *smiles briefly and is a little nervous again when everyone is standing around a little awkwardly* *then sees Alex shake his head: “Seriously? Should I put on some music first?" and sees him pull his shirt over his head and throw it aside* *then sees Abdi, Carlos and Jonas quickly follow his lead and is therefore the last one to join in* *briefly shrugs one shoulder in David’s direction and then also pulls his shirt over his head*

David: *grins slightly when the girls run past him and jump into the water with a shriek and then turns around when he hears more footsteps* *also murmurs “Hey” and then tilts his head in confusion when they all stop a little awkwardly some distance away* *wonders why they don’t just go into the water and why they are still wearing their shirts* *then hears Alex’ words, which somehow confuse him even more, but then gapes when Alex pulls his shirt over his head and it doesn’t reveal a naked chest but a swim binder* *from the corner of his eyes sees Abdi, Carlos and Jonas also take off their shirts and feels his heart start to beat fast when he sees that they are also wearing swim binders* *then looks at Matteo and meets his gaze* *has to swallow when he also takes off his shirt and also reveals a swim binder* *in the background hears the girls cheer from the lake* *gapes at the guys in front of him in disbelief and doesn’t really know if he should laugh or cry from joy* *gets to his feet and shakes his head while he laughs quietly* You’re crazy… *can hear Carlos’ answer first: “Solidarity, Brudi! Solidarity!"* *and then Abdi: “So that you don’t feel like you’re the only one wearing something like that…”* *realizes then that they all did this for him – so that he wouldn’t feel as uncomfortable, so that he’s not an outsider and would love to cry from joy, after all* *looks from one to the other and repeats* You’re crazy! *then starts to move with a wide grin and reaches Matteo first* *wraps his arm around his neck and kisses him briefly while pulling Jonas to him with his other arm to hug him briefly* *then also hugs Carlos and does a fistbump with Abdi and Alex* *shakes his head in disbelief and doesn’t really know what to say* *quietly murmurs “thanks”* *hears Alex sigh: “Good, well then the ceremony seems to be over – I’ll go swimming then!"* *looks after him as he runs towards the lake and jumps into it with the swim binder and turns to the others a little sheepishly* *feels Carlos hit him against the shoulder and hears him say: “Ey, no pressure, Brudi. If you still don’t want to join us today, then some other time…” and Abdi say: “But it would be cool if you wanted to join us now…” and Jonas: “I think David can very well decide that for himself – come on, guys!"* *watches as he grabs Abdi’s and Carlos’ arms, pull them towards the lake to jump into the water a little awkwardly* *has to laugh quietly, even though he still has a small lump in his throat, and turns back to Matteo* *looks at him lovingly and shakes his head again, still in disbelief* *quietly asks* Was that your idea?

Matteo: *watches David closely after he takes off his shirt* *is incredibly relieved when he sees that he’s happy and then lets the breath he has been holding out* *doesn’t even have the time to kiss him properly because he’s already hugging and fistbumping the others* *even has to grin when Alex quickly disappears* *only nods at the guy’s words and then sees them leave as well* *looks at David and tilts his head with a slight smile* *then shakes his head* No, as much as I’d like to take credit for that… but it was Carlos’ idea. *takes his hand and squeezes it slightly* And everyone immediately agreed to join in… Jonas ordered one for me, too, so that you wouldn’t find out… *smiles slightly* But hey, Carlos is right… that doesn’t mean that you automatically have to feel good or anything… okay? No one expects that… I know that sometimes things from the outside don’t matter… so whatever you want to do, ok?

David: *slightly shakes his head in disbelief when Matteo says that it was Carlos’ idea, laughs quietly and briefly looks to the lake where he’s rampaging around with Abdi* *but then remembers their chat conversation and that he had sent Carlos the link to his swim binder* *keeps listening to Matteo and only murmurs* Sick… you’re really crazy! *then nods slowly when Matteo says that no one is expecting him to immediately jump into the lake and feel good* *but weirdly enough feels really good and strong and brave enough right now to really try it – if not now, after this feeling of happiness and the solidarity of the guys, when else* *briefly lifts his hand and lightly runs it over Matteo’s chest and the swim binder before he looks back up at him and smiles* *takes a deep breath and then points toward the tent with his head* I… I’ll just go change… will you wait for me? *grins slightly*

Matteo: *laughs slightly when he says that they’re crazy and slightly shakes his head* Nonsense… we just really like you a lot… *grins slightly* *nods immediately when he asks if he’ll wait* Sure… *then kisses him quickly and looks after him when he goes to the tent* *then hears Jonas call: “Everything okay, Luigi?"* *calls back* He’s gonna change… we’ll join you in a second! *hears everyone cheer and has to laugh* *then feels a really strong feeling of happiness in his gut and a lot of thankfulness for all the people in the water and presses his lips together so that he won’t grin too much*

David: *has disappeared to the tent to put on swimming trunks and the swim binder* *looks down at himself again and once again realizes that the binder is really good and that it hides everything quite well* *is still really nervous again all of a sudden and feels himself starting to hesitate* *actually doesn’t want that and therefore quickly crawls out of the tent before he can obsess about it again* *takes a deep breath and goes back to Matteo a little insecure* *immediately grabs his hand and from the background he can suddenly hear the whole crew cheering from the water* *briefly looks at them, laughs quietly and feels the nervousness disappear and instead feels grateful and anticipation* *looks Matteo in the eyes and smiles slightly* *quietly asks* Let’s go?

Matteo: *sees David return and immediately notices that he’s more insecure than two minutes ago* *also immediately takes his hand and smiles at him* *ignores the cheering for the time being* I never would have thought that we’d be a couple that is made for partner-looks, but I think it suits us quite well… *squeezes his hand a little and then nods* Let’s go! *runs with him along the jetty and they jump into the water*

David: *grins when Matteo talks about partner-looks* Everything suits us… *starts running with him when he starts to move and the moment they are jumping into the lake holding hands, somehow all his worries about the swim binder are forgotten* *has to let go of Matteo’s hand when they hit the water so that he can keep himself afloat and smiles to himself when he notices once again how much he likes being in the water* *swims a few strokes and grins at Matteo lovingly because he is once again thinking about how much his life has changed since he and Matteo have gotten together and he feels so much love for him, once again, that he feels like he is overflowing with it* *but then gets distracted from his thoughts when Carlos surfaces next to him and hears him say: “Really cool, Brudi, that you decided to come in! So is everything all right at the moment with your dysphoria and such?"* *laughs quietly because he’s still not used to being able to talk about this topic so openly with some of them and then nods* Everything all right! *then remembers that Matteo had told him that it had been Carlos’ idea and adds* That idea was really cool! Thanks! *grins slightly* For the idea and that you’re all going along with it…

Matteo: *resurfaces some distance away from David* *actually wants to swim back to him immediately* *but then sees that Carlos is with him and at the same time Abdi jumps on him* *therefore wrestles with him for a while* *doesn’t hear Carlos say: “You’re totally welcome, really… I’m happy that it helps and stuff!"* *also doesn’t see Carlos challenge David to a swimming contest* *only sees them suddenly start to swim*

David: *can see Abdi and Matteo wrestle in the water from the corner of his eyes and smiles slightly* *then hears Carlos say with a grin: “Now I want to know if you’re as good in the water as you are at ping pong. Swimming contest until one of us gives up?!”* *laughs* Until one of us gives up!? Are you kidding… *shakes his head* I’m really out of practice lately when it comes to swimming, but okay… *sees Carlos grin challengingly: “Well, then at least I have a chance… let’s go!"* *watches Carlos immediately start to swim away ambitiously and follows suit* *really notices that he’s completely out of practice and that it takes him a while to properly coordinate his movements again* *but feels that it’s still a lot of fun, even though Carlos is already a few meters ahead of him* *enjoys the movement and the freedom in the water but eventually stops when he feels like he will never be able to catch up with Carlos* *laughs and calls after him* Hey, I give up! You won! *sees Carlos grin and pump his fists in the air with a cheer: “Defeating you in something, that is one for the books, dude!"* *grins* I demand a rematch at the end of our holiday! I’ll practice until then!

Matteo: *had been wrestling with Abdi for a while until he let go of him and swam over to Sam* *sees Mia and Alex doing their own thing and Jonas and Hanna, who have gotten a ball from somewhere, swimming around with it* *sees Kiki floating on her back and doesn’t want to disturb her, either* *briefly considers swimming after Carlos and David, but then thinks that it’s too exhausting* *then sees Amira sitting on the jetty and swims over to her but stays in the water* Hey coach… keeping an eye on everything? *sees her grin and nod: “Oh, yes, I see everything, no one’s drowning and I think Carlos just won against David."* *laughs* Then we know what we’re going to have to listen to for the rest of our holiday…

David: *waits for Carlos to swim to him and then slowly swims back towards the shore with him* *has to smile when he sees Carlos’ swim binder and thinks that what the guys did was just awesome* *hears Carlos call toward Jonas and Hanna when they get closer: “Hey, Diggi, throw the ball over!"* *sees Jonas throw the ball but doesn’t aim properly, so that the ball is moving more towards him than towards Carlos* *catches it and throws it back to Hanna, who has to jump after it* *hears Carlos proudly call towards Jonas: “Did you see? I just won against David in our swimming contest!" and sees Jonas laugh: “Hey, that’s no surprise, you’re much more in practice than him!"* *calls toward Jonas* We’ll repeat this at the end of our holiday… *and hears Jonas call toward Carlos: “That means that now you have to practice every day, Carlito. Otherwise David will finish you off in two weeks!"* *laughs* We’ll see about that – won’t be that easy to catch up with seven years of swimming practice in only two weeks… *sees Carlos open his mouth to say something but at that moment Hanna’s ball hits him on the arm* *grins when he sees his befuddled expression and looks around for the others* *sees Matteo by the jetty with Amira and swims toward him while Hanna, Jonas and Carlos keep throwing the ball around* *reaches the two of them and smiles* Hey, na? Everything alright?

Matteo: *only hears Amira laugh and then already hears Carlos bragging about it to Jonas* I told you… *grins and turns around again to see where David is when he already appears next to him* Hey, na? *grins slightly and nudges him* *only hears Amira laugh again and is quite grateful that she obviously bites back a comment* *swims a few strokes and is therefore closer to David and further away from the jetty* I heard you lost… you do realize that you didn’t do any of as a favor with that, right? *then already hears Carlos call: “Luigi, did you see? I won against David! Apparently not that big of an athlete after all!"* *only laughs and shakes his head* *calls back* Yes I saw, I guess now I have to break up with him. Anyone who loses against you… *sees Carlos really look panicked for a moment but then sees him laugh* *then turns back to David* So, mister Schreibner… I guess we have to practice, huh? *grins at him a little wickedly*

David: *laughs at Matteo’s words* Maybe I just let him win!? *but then shakes his head a little in desperation when Carlos also brags to Matteo that he won and groans quietly but with a grin* We’re going to have to listen to that all holiday long, don’t we? *sees Amira nod: “I see you’ve quickly gotten the hang of the group dynamics! If you ask me, not only all holiday long but until you’ve really defeated him…”* *groans again but then hears Matteo’s words about breaking up and gives him the secretary’s-office-look* *takes two strokes toward him, wraps his arms around his waist and pulls him closer* *grumbles* Don’t you dare… *then nods about practicing* Definitely! *laughs quietly* I’ll can do it… I just have to get back into it… *softly runs a hand over his side and has to smile again because instead of skin he’s running his hand over the swim binder, and because he realizes that neither of the boys have said anything else about it – that it’s really a given that they are also wearing something like that to make him more comfortable*

Matteo: *groans* Letting him win would be even worse… *then laughs at Amira’s words and nods in confirmation* *grins when David gives him the look again* *wraps his arms around his neck when he reached him and beams at him* Okay, I’ll think about it again… *quickly kisses him but keeps his face close to David’s* I suppose I can give you a period of grace… *kisses him again and grins* Breaking up is also really exhausting… I’m definitely too lazy for that…

David: *returns Matteo’s kiss and grins about the period of grace* How gracious! *then draws up his eyebrows when he says that breaking up would be to exhausting and looks at him indignantly* Pfff… so we’re only together because breaking up would be too exhausting?! *takes his arms off his waist and instead puts his hands on his shoulders* *gets some momentum and then dunks him under water* *hears Amira laugh and quickly gets away to safety before Matteo resurfaces*

Matteo: *grins and nods* Sure, it has nothing to do with the fact that… *can’t finish his sentence because David is already dunking him under water* *resurfaces spluttering and gasps for air* Just wait! *takes two big steps in the water and then jumps and basically lands on David and pulls him under water with him*

David: *laughs when he sees Matteo resurface with a gasp and takes a step backwards when he realizes that Matteo wants payback* *isn’t fast enough and just manages to hold his breath before Matteo throws himself at him and they both go down* *is the first one to resurface and uses one leg to try to push Matteo’s legs away to dunk him again* *laughs and wrestles with him for a while before he finally gets him in a headlock and asks* It has nothing to do with what…?

Matteo: *has wrapped his arms around David’s hip and tries to free himself* No, no… you’ve ruined any chance for compliments… *braces himself against him and somehow manages to make them both fall over again* *but because the water really isn’t that deep it doesn’t do much* *reaches his arms out for David again and pulls him closer* Okay… it has nothing to do with the fact that you’re the man of my dreams… *puts his hand on his chest theatrically* The rain on a hot summer day… the whipped cream on my sandwich… the cool side of the pillow… *presses a kiss to his neck* Is that enough?

David: *keeps a hold of him when he tries to free himself and grumbles at his words* *but then laughs again when they land in the water again due to their wrestling and then picks himself up again* *lets Matteo pull him closer and wraps his arms around his hip* *smiles at his first words but then looks at him a little skeptical when he puts a hand on his chest theatrically and hears him continue* *gets a kiss on his neck but immediately after that pushes Matteo away from him and takes a step back when he hears his question* *shakes his head* The beginning was good – but unfortunately, the rest was too theatrical to even believe one word of it. I’d say you’ve ruined your chance, Mister Florenzi… *takes another step back and lets himself fall into the water again* *paddles with his arms a little to keep himself afloat and looks at Matteo with a shrug* *grins slightly* But don’t worry. Should I really not manage to defeat Carlos by the end of our holiday then I’ll break up with you so that you don’t have to go through all the trouble…

Matteo: *gapes at him* What? I was dead serious! *tilts his head when David lets himself fall into the water and looks down at him* *once again has to think about how good David looks and how much it suits him to be relaxed* *smiles slightly* *but then hears his words and suddenly doesn’t find it as funny as he did a minute ago* *but doesn’t want to show any weakness* Okayyy… *lets himself slide into the water some more as well, but not on his back but so that only his head is over water* *moves his arms so that he can stay next to David* *then suggests* If I simply kill Carlos… then no one would have to break up with anyone, right?

David: *gets serious when he realizes that Matteo doesn’t laugh or grin and briefly wonders if he went too far* *skeptically asks* Okayyyy? *doesn’t take his eyes off him until he’s next to him* *grins slightly at his words and reaches for his hand under water* *pulls him a little closer and says* Or… we’ll just let Carlos live and we agree that neither of us breaks up… and that neither of us stays with the other just because they’re too lazy to break up, but because… *shrugs and continues a little more sheepish and quieter* … because we’re simply really happy with each other?

Matteo: *immediately feels more relaxed when David takes his hand* *immediately nods* Deal! *then smiles a little sheepishly at his words* You know that I didn’t mean it like that… I was just trying to be funny… *squeezes his hand and pulls him even closer* And I am really happy and really in love and you are still the whipped cream for my sandwich, even though that’s theatrical… *smiles slightly and manages to kiss David without sinking as they are now a little further out in the water*

David: *smiles when he says that he didn’t mean it like that, but then gets a little more serious and says* Same… but maybe we better not make any more jokes about breaking up from now on? *looks at him pleadingly* *doesn’t really like those jokes, either, but didn’t want to make a fuss about it and therefore went along with it* *lets Matteo pull him closer and returns his hand-squeeze* *then smiles again wide when he hears his words and when he kisses him* *lets go of his hand and instead wraps his arm around his hip to pull him even closer while trying to hold himself afloat with his other arm* *kisses his neck and murmurs* I’m also very much in love with you… doesn’t matter if you are theatrical or not… *kisses his mouth and just then hears Hanna calling from the jetty: “We wanted to make pasta for everyone now… so it would be cool if you got out as well to help set the table and such…”*

Matteo: *quickly says* I promise! *then smiles at his words and nods* Good… because I can’t promise that I won’t be theatrical every once in a while… *kisses him back and actually wanted to kiss him a little longer when he hears Hanna* *realizes only then that they’re the last ones still in the water* *calls back* We’ll be there in a minute… we’ll just go get changed! *sees Hanna give him a thumbs-up and hears her call: “Kiki has already hung up a line, you can put your wet things on it!"* *also gives her a thumbs-up and then looks at David* I guess we have to get out…

David: *didn’t even notice that the others have already left the water and nods at Matteo’s words* *still gives him another quick kiss before they swim back to the shore* *goes back to the tent with Matteo to get changed and has to laugh a little when they both have difficulties getting the wet binders off* *never would have thought that he could one day laugh about his binder* *dries himself off properly and then puts his normal binder and the rest of the clothes back on before leaving the tent with Matteo and the wet clothes and going over to the cabin, where there really is a clothes line already up and on which the others’ wet clothes are already hanging* *sees the guys standing in front of it and thinks that the girls have apparently taken over the cooking* *only when he gets closer does he see what the guys are doing and has to grin because seeing four swim binders next to each other on the line really does paint a strange picture* *sees that Carlos his holding a sharpie in his hand and hears Jonas say: “ No, the first letters are enough…” and Abdi: “Umm, no, Alex and I… both A… did you leave your brain in the lake, dude?” and Carlos: “Just be quiet now, I have to concentrate…” and Jonas again: “Then just put Al and Ab…” and Carlos: “Quiet now! Who does this one belong to?" and Abdi: “Me!" and Alex: “No, that’s mine!" and Abdi again: “Seriously?!” and Alex answer with an eyeroll: “I’m sure of it!"* *watches the spectacle for a while and when he and Matteo reach the others asks with a grin* Umm – what are you doing? *hears Carlos answer dead serious: “We want to label the binders! Otherwise we won’t know later which binder belongs to whom! Give me yours, Brudi!"* *hands him his binder a little confused and watches as he puts a “D” on the label before handing the binder back to him and holding his hand out for Matteo’s* *hesitates and then asks in disbelief* You want to keep wearing them? *hears Jonas laugh: “Of course – would have been money wasted if we only wore them once!"*

Matteo: *grins a little when he listens to the boys’ argument* *hands his own binder to Carlos and looks a little surprised at David’s question* *thought that it was obvious* *hears Carlos say: “Solidarity isn’t a one-time-thing, Brudi!"* *laughs slightly and nudges David* You can shut your mouth again now… *takes his binder back from Carlos and also just takes David’s out of his hand* *hangs them up next to the other ones and grins when he sees Jonas taking a photo*

David: *is pretty gobsmacked and once again feels a small lump in his throat when the guys assure him that they want to continue wearing the binders* *sheepishly murmurs* You really are awesome… thanks… *feels Abdi pat his shoulder: “Stop thanking us… it’s not a big deal…”* *does think that it’s a pretty big deal but doesn’t disagree with him when all the others agree with Abdi and even Alex nods in agreement* *now that Matteo’s and his binder are also hanging next to the others, the picture on the clothesline somehow looks even more surreal* *decides to put that image down in his sketchbook tonight to hold onto that moment and while Jonas is taking a photo of the binders he wraps his arm around Matteo with a sigh because somehow he’s pretty sentimental right now* *then hears Mia calling from the cabin: “As much as I’m in favor of this solidarity-thing, guys, but it would be great if you could push the tables out here together and go find some chairs so that we can all eat together…”* *sighs quietly and then nods at Mia* We’ll do that… *squeezes Matteo close again for a moment and then lets go of him to make some space in front of the cabin*

Matteo: *immediately notices that David is pretty touched* *wraps his arm around David and pulls him closer* *briefly kisses his head and smiles slightly* *nods slightly at Mia’s request and reluctantly lets go of David* *doesn’t really help much with the table because all the others are really stronger than him* *so goes inside to join the girls* Can I help something in here? I’m a little useless out there… *shrugs* *then Kiki presses a bowl into his hands: “You can take that outside… and you can tell the guys that they can set the table once the tables are ready”* All right… *goes back outside with the bowl and sees that the tables are ready and are set up to make one big table, and somehow thinks that it’s cool* *sees that Jonas and Alex are still looking for chairs* *puts the bowl down on the table* Kiki says that whoever’s done out here can help set the table…

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mellohi404 · 4 years

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Good Girls Go Bad

~An Intrulogicality Fanfiction~

(there's also some background Prinxiety)

(Based on the song by Cobra Starship. This is a human Sanders Sides AU, and they're all at least 21.)

TW: drinking, panic/anxiety attack (mostly just a mention, no real details), clubs

Please let me know if you find more!

This is also a work in progress, so this will have multiple parts. I'm not sure how many yet.

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Nightclubs. One of the few places in the city that Logan dislikes. They are loud, dark, and full of people who make poor decisions, whether the alcohol has affected them or not. But he, along with Patton, Emile, and Virgil were all dragged to this place by Remy and Roman. So he was stuck. He should have just told the others no.

Logan, Virgil, and Patton were all sitting in Logan and Patton's living room. The fatherly man and Virgil were watching a documentary about the jungle, and while Logan knew most of the information the narrator said, he couldn't help but watch the show with them. It was peaceful until about halfway through the movie, when Roman came running in with Remy. They had decided that everyone else's lives were too boring, and that needed to change. “You need to put some spice into your lives!” Roman had proclaimed, dramatically moving his arms to emphasize his point. "I have spices in the cabinet, Roman." Logan, not getting the phrase, didn't really know what spices had to do with anything, but Roman just laughed. "It's a phrase, nerd. It means you need to have more excitement in your lives! Sooooo, Remy and I are going to take you all clubbing tonight!" The way he said it, it was clear that nothing was going to stop him from making this happen. Logan sighed and adjusted his tie. “Is this mandatory, Roman?” He asked anyway. He knew Virgil would not enjoy a nightclub, and the logical man himself didn’t enjoy them either. “You know it!” Logan just sighed. Patton walked over to him and elbowed him a little. “Oh c’mon Lo! It might be fun!” “Now that’s the spirit! Why can’t you two be like our dear padre?” Roman asked the other two men in front of him. “Clubs are loud.” Virgil mumbled. “Agreed. Not to mention the figuratively innumerous number of intoxicated people.” Logan added, giving a small nod to the anxious man now sitting on the floor by the window. “There’s more to clubs than that!” Roman insisted. “Well, not really.” Remy argued, receiving a quick glare from Roman. “But that’s what’s cool about clubs, babes. That, and all the cute guys.” Logan noticed the very subtle smirk on Remy’s face, and the nerd had a feeling that he was about to lose the only other person on his side of the argument. “Ya know, they said Gerard Way went there one time.” Logan knew Remy had a plan. The hoodie wearing man’s eyes widened and he looked at Remy. “Wait, really?” The other man nodded, and Virgil looked away. “...fine, I’ll come.” Everyone looked to Logan. “...I suppose, at this point, I cannot refuse.” Roman lifted a fist to show his success, and it wasn’t five minutes that passed before they left.

They all took Remy’s car. Most of the men there had cars, but Remy’s was the biggest, and arguably, the coolest. It had a sunroof and satellite radio, with built in wi-fi. People tend to like those things. It didn’t take long to get to the club. It was simply called “Janus's” and there was a yellow, two headed snake made out of bright neon lights. As they were getting out of the car, Roman stopped. When Patton asked him what was wrong, he said that he just got an idea. He had the creative glint in his eye that he always gets. The dramatic man insisted that they go clothes shopping first, and Remy agreed. “You all need a good look. Not that you all look bad, but a polo isn't exactly party clothes.” Logan adjusted his tie, somewhat self-consciously. “I only came because you were so persistent. I don’t plan on actually partying.” Roman gasped dramatically and put a hand on his chest. “Come now brainiac, that’s no fun. All you ever wear is that stuffy tie. You needed a change, party or not.” Roman grabbed his wrist before Logan could protest, and they walked into the nearby clothing store, the others behind them.

“Now, since I’m pretty sure you have no fashion sense whatsoever, I’m picking out your clothes. Don’t worry, I won’t pick something awful.” Roman insisted as he looked around the store. It wasn’t that Logan was nervous, nervous wasn’t the right word...he just didn’t have much faith in Roman’s taste in clothing. It is VERY different from Logan’s. The red clad man came back a few minutes later with clothing in his hand. All Logan could see was the navy blue color. “Put this on.” Roman demanded as he pushed Logan into the nearby changing room. Logan looked at himself in the mirror and slowly took off his tie. His tie is like his lifeline sometimes, and it’s odd for him to not wear it. It’s how he reminds himself to stay mature and focused on his goals. But...they were going to a club. Mature and focused isn’t the goal… Logan pushed away those thoughts for now and focused on the clothes Roman had picked out for him. It was a dark navy blue pair of dress pants with a matching suit jacket, and a medium grey shirt to wear underneath. “I must admit, this was a better choice than I had imagined.” He put it on, and he actually felt comfortable in it. It felt...good. He looked at his tie sitting on top of his neatly folded clothes. He picked it up and tied it around his neck, though not as tight as he usually would in his normal clothing. It was a nicer look than he thought. He expected the tie to not look right if he wasn’t wearing a collared shirt, but he was wrong. Just as he was starting to change out of the suit, there was a knock on the door. “Hey, don’t bother changing out of those clothes. I already paid for it.” “Oh.” Was Logan’s only response to Remy as he put the clothes back on properly.

He stepped out of the changing room and saw Patton and Remy standing by the door. And when Logan saw Patton, he froze for a minute. He felt his cheeks get warmer, and he cleared his throat. “You...look nice, Patton.” The happier man was wearing a mid thigh length light blue skirt with lace hearts, and a white halter top with a heart shaped hole on his chest. There was a small space just above his naval where his skin was exposed. Patton giggled, covering his mouth. “Thanks Logan! I really like it. I guess you could say it’s captured my heart.” He says as he points to the heart shaped hole. A very small smile grew on Logan’s face. Roman’s loud voice quickly made it go away though. “Men and Gentlemen, may I present to you...the new and improved Virgil Shadden!” Roman, who had changed into a red crop top with a crown on the front and white pants, took a step to the side to reveal Virgil. He was wearing a purple mock turtleneck with a black suit vest over it. Virgil looked away from everyone and put his hands into the pockets of the black pants with too many pointless zippers on the side. In Logan’s opinion anyway. “Virgil, you look so great!” Virgil seemed to calm down a little seeing Patton’s positive reaction, and he straightened his posture the slightest little bit. “Alright, now you babes are ready.” “Let’s go!” Roman yelled after Remy spoke, as he grabbed Virgil’s hand and led him out of the shop. The anxious man blushed slightly, and Remy smirked as he walked behind them. Patton looked at Logan with a toothy smile. “Are you ready?” Logan nodded, lost for words. Patton grabbed his hand, but in a softer and calmer way than Roman did to Virgil. “Then let’s go clubbing.” He pointed to a shirt with a club symbol on it. Logan couldn’t help but smile a little as Patton giggled at his own joke.

~Part 1/?~

Pt.2 here

Pt.3

#patton sanders #logan sanders #sanders sides #sanders sides au #sanders sides human au #remus sanders #janus sanders #virgil sanders #roman sanders #intrulogicality #prinxiety

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littlesliceofmarvel · 4 years

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Manipulating a God | chpt. four

Synopsis: Trying to break the information out of Loki during the attack of 2012 wasn’t exactly the easiest task, but it was a challenge you were willing to take head on. So, what happened when a master manipulator tried to get information from the God of Mischief?

Series warnings: Swearing, mentions of violence, blood and gore

Pairings: Stark!Reader x Loki

A/N: sooooo. i am sooooo sorry it has been so long. there have been many personal/school/work issues the past few weeks and i have neglected this. :( But, I am back and very excited to continue. So, i hope you all enjoy and thanks sososo much for you patience i love you all. xoxoxoxoxo

Since agreeing to the case of investigating Loki, the entire team had been throwing tidbits and important information your way any chance they could get. You told them you were listening, jotting down everything in your mental notepad, but honestly, you were more confident about the whole thing than they thought. Thor was the only one who seemed to believe you could handle it yourself. Of course, he didn’t view Loki as a murderer the same way everyone else did, but he was also the one who really knew what Loki was capable of.

Thor told you a lot about Loki’s history and childhood; a frost giant, taken in by Odin, given the impression that he could eventually rule, living in incredible self-doubt, all that jazz. Small, personal things you hadn’t found on Google. You debated questioning him about the whole ‘Loki fucking a giant wolf’ thing but figured that that wasn’t information you needed - nor wanted - to know.

Tony on the other hand wanted to stop you as best as he could. He even tried locking you in your room once or twice (or five times.) Of course, he was fully on board with dragging Loki through verbal (and probably physical) Hell to get information that was desired, but he was worried you would fall victim to his lies and lose your mind, and in his words ‘have a Joker-like descent into madness.’

You couldn’t say you had the same vision, but we all know Tony can be quite the drama queen.

Steve, who you now trusted more than you thought you could, told you he’d be there for you if ever you needed help. Apparently being a part of the second World War could help this situation, so he offered you some strange advice on how to hold your ground. Your favorite, for example, was; “if ever he tells you he’s going to be a wonderful ruler, don’t trust him, Hitler said the same.” Steve had good intentions, sure, but his constant reminiscing made you feel as if you were a child listening to their grandfather speak about how ‘getting to school was so much harder in my day.’

Natasha, who was quite trained in the field of manipulation as well, gave you some tips she learnt in her mysterious past - some of which you already knew. Always form a connection. Listen to them. Don’t put them down if you want them to trust you. Simple things that worked wonders. Things you had used before, mostly on Tony, but they worked either way.

Sure, Loki was of another world, and he was the infamous God of Mischief. So, he had an obvious advantage over you, and you’d admit, a part of you was worried that he wouldn’t fall for you tactics and eventually be the one to drag you down to the deep dark depths. But, you were willing to take this challenge head on and nothing was going to stop you. For now, at least. If ever Loki dug his claws into your lungs to the point where you were gasping for breath and surrender was the only option, you’d opt out. But your goal was to not let it get to that point.

You hadn’t actually gotten the chance to speak one on one with Loki since his capturing, but Fury gave you a rundown of his so-called ‘prison’ chamber to ensure your safety. Which button to press if Loki went ballistic, where the security cameras were hidden out, which button to press to drop the cage - the basics. He also told you there’d always be someone listening in at all times, so if ever there was danger and you somehow didn’t sense it, you wouldn’t be alone.

But finally, today was your first day in getting to start breaking him down, and a part of you was slightly looking forward to it. On the countless times you had used your manipulative tactics to gain information from people in order to save your slightly self-sacrifical brother, none of it felt like it was up to the standard of actually being of worldly, even grave importance. The information you were trying to get from this guy was going to be do-or-die, and the sadistic side of you was slightly exhilarated at the thought.

“Alright, Y/N, are you ready to start? Remember, I’ll be watching everything,” Fury warned as if you were his daughter and about to go hang out with someone of the opposite sex for the first time.

“Yes, dad, I know you’ll be watching,” you reassured him, following him into the room where Loki was being kept, the loud thud of your overly-eager footsteps startling the man at the computer when you entered the room.

The dark, circular room was surrounding by computers, machines, pipes, wires, anything technological that you could think of. The only light source, though, seemed to be coming from the glowing white cage in the center of the room. The overwhelming scent of metal was almost aggressively jabbing at your nostrils, but you weren’t too affected - this is what Tony usually smells like after his Iron Man expeditions. You eventually turned your attention to the man standing in the center of the room.

When your eyes landed on him, you ended up staring more than you wanted. He looked so much worse than the first time you saw him. His pale, white complexion looked almost green, the deep indent of his eyes and cheekbones resembled the deepest craters and the pale blue of his eyes dulled down to a lifeless grey. His hair was messier, the little points at the end no longer bouncy, almost looking discouraged. You know, if it were possible for hair to have that emotion.

Fury had dismissed himself quietly and walked back out the same door, leaving you and Loki glaring at each other. You could tell he was reading you the same way you were him. His long cloak stayed put on his shoulders, but somehow, it looked just as dead as the rest of him.

“So, is this the best Fury has to offer?” His sultry voice spiked your ears, and you almost forgot you were here to actually speak to him, the staring contest feeling like it had lasted eight years.

“If anything, I think I’m the best Fury has. Period.” You shrugged, eyeing the small metal chair placed in front of his cell. You slowly walked over to it, fully aware of the God’s undivided attention following your every move.

He chuckled lowly at your comment as you sat down, “So, to what do I owe this insufferable thrill?”

Insufferable thrill?

“I’d like to think of myself as an angelic pleasure, but whatever suits your fancy,” you replied, crossing your legs and leaning back against the cold metallic chair, brushing past Loki’s insult.

Remember: don’t let him affect you.

“Why are you here?” He quipped, the teasing tone of his voice gone as he sat down in his cell, eyes boring into you as he searched for his answers.

Your mind thought up of something to justify your presence, “Uh - is it true you fucked a giant wolf?”

Smooth. Real smooth.

“Where did you hear this?” He asked, slightly more amused than he had previously been. His lips formed upwards into a subtle smirk, slightly confirming your question which once again, you didn’t really want an answer to.

“Never mind, uh, I actually have something serious I want to ask you,” you brushed past your initial awkward question, trying to set the tone that you were going to ask the questions around here and not the other way around.

He raised his hand as if to say ‘go ahead,’ leading you to proceed with your so-called interrogation.

“What’s the interest in Earth?” You found yourself asking, out of both curiosity and in following with Fury’s plan. Loki leaned back against the glass, crossing his arms as he took in your question.

He seemed to ponder, “Have we not gone over the cockroach metaphor--”

“Yeah, yeah, we have,” you rolled your eyes, “but seriously, out of all the galaxies and planets that have life and resources, what is it with out little home that’s caught your specific attention?”

His face seemed to drop slightly as you said ‘your’ - almost as if referring to the attack as ‘his’ had somehow upset him. He looked down to the ground, uncrossing his arms before making eye contact once more.

“Earth has something - something very valuable, priceless, something we’ve been looking for.”

If you didn’t know better, you’d think his tone was somewhat luring - as if he wanted you to ask for more information, but at the same time, wanted you to stay away from the details. It didn’t really make senseYou scanned him with your eyes once more. His body was slouched, showing vulnerability. If anything, this was way too easy. He had to be playing you somehow.

“What have we got that you want? Obama? Maybe some chicken wings?”

Loki scoffed, “No, you dim-wit. Something much more valuable than some Earthling. Or cheap food. Besides, your puny human brain wouldn’t be able to comprehend the power that I could find here.”

You made a mental note to bring that exact quote up to Fury later - the tone of Loki’s voice led you to believe there was subtext or some sort of hidden meaning that you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

“And what is this ‘power’ you speak of? Spill the tea, Loki,” you responded, leaning forward in your chair to listen better. Sure, you could hear just fine from the previous position you were in, but your subconscious says otherwise.

“As if I’d tell you,” he rolled his eyes once more, “I know Fury’s sent you here just to get information from me, but it won’t work that easy, I know they’re all listening in.” A smirk made its way onto his lips as he caught onto your act.

You knew Loki would catch on to what you were doing eventually - I mean, you were here to get information, and that was obvious, but a part of you felt as if you had already failed your little quest and it hadn’t even been ten minutes. But honestly, what else was he supposed to think with you coming in here and asking questions? You were here to get information.

Struggling to find your next words, you started laughing. Loki raised an eyebrow in confusion, looking around to check if there was some sort of joke he hadn’t seen.

“Ha, you think that’s why I’m here? To just wait around and work with what you’ve got at your pace?” you toned down the laughter slightly, regaining your breath, “Please, we wouldn’t go through that much trouble, we just want you dead. Or gone. Fury’s already planned the ten thousand ways he could behead you. No, no, we’re not that desperate, nor are you that important. I’m here because once I get framed with murder for ripping you apart, I’ll be able to justify it.”

Loki’s smirk dropped, the amusement disappearing from his eyes, “What did you just say to me?”

Chuckling once more, you raised an eyebrow at him, “What? Don’t like it when someone talks back to you, Mister Hot-Shot?” you leaned back in the chair, “Get used to it.”

Loki let out a sassed-filled sigh, dropping his shoulders as if he had been scolded, and started to mumble what sounded like, “No, it was just unnecessary.”

Now it was your turn to scoff as Loki took offence, looking like a small child who had been denied cookies before dinner. Your amusement spiked at his behaviour, his avoidance of eye contact being the cherry on top.

“You’re such a child,” you remarked, the unmissable pout disappearing from his lips, his eyes snapped back up to you as he stood up to defend himself.

“A child? Please, I’m over a thousand years old, have experienced wars, loss, have wrecked havoc - I have seen things your eyes can’t even begin to comprehend, and I am a God,” he was now right in front of you, of course separated by glass, but intimidating nonetheless, “Do not refer to me as a child--”

“You don’t have to be so touchy,” you smirked, standing up as well, “Sit down.”

Not used to taking commands, Loki blinked multiple times as he registered your words, practically discarding everything he just said about himself. Silently, he sat back down, leaving you to mentally swim around in victory.

“Now, here’s what’s going to happen, Loki,” you placed your hands behind your back (you felt like Fury) as you started to walk around the circular cell, Loki’s eyes glued to you, “You are going to tell me what’s going on. I don’t care how much you think your honour and God-liness is going to prevent that - I will eventually get the answers I’m looking for. Now, you can either cooperate and get yourself sent safely back to Asgard - or we can do this the hard way - and believe me, with a team of enhanced superheroes who have a lot of fucking built-up anger and long-lasting unresolved issues, I can’t see that as being fun for you. Unless, of course, you’ve got some sort of dark sadistic torture kink, that is.”

You had made your way around the whole cell by now and were standing by the door, Loki’s eyes still stuck on you like flex tape, his mouth slightly open. To say you were basking like a champion would be an understatement. You felt over the fucking moon right now, having left the God of Mischief speechless on your first day of your mission. His lips formed into a smirk once he caught up to what you had said.

A small smirk formed on your lips too as you turned away, “Anyways, I need to go eat, my stomach’s been gurgling for a while now, so whenever I return, you can feel free to give me what I’m looking for. Have a lovely evening, Loki.”

You swayed in pride as you walked out of the room, Loki not uttering another word as you disappeared from his sight. Part of you felt as if you could have stuck around a little more to apply a bit more pressure, but at the same time, you didn’t want him thinking you were giving him all of your attention. He’d probably love that too much.

Making your way back into the main control room, you noticed Tony, Steve, and Thor huddled around the table, probably having watched your encounter with the dark-haired man. Fury stood not far away, hands clasped behind his back, his eye on you as you entered the room.

“How’d I do on my first day, boss?” You asked, a small smile playing at your lips. Fury sighed, looking over to Tony who had now stood up.

“Well, you were only in there for twenty minutes, so it was short--” Fury began speaking until he was cut off by Tony’s obnoxiously loud voice.

“I didn’t realize how much of a badass you were, lil sis,” he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, leaning in to say the last part to you instead of yelling it to the whole room, “You make me proud.”

You chuckled, leaning in to his touch, “Gee, thanks big brother.”

“As I was saying,” Fury regained your attention, “It was short, but effective. You’ve left him thinking.”

Fury pointed to the screen which displayed the room you were just in. Loki was sitting in the same position, his eyes still glued to the door that you walked out of not five minutes ago, that damed smirk still on his lips.

“What can I say? I have that effect on men,” you smirked, a strange wave of confidence coming over you from who knows where. Fury groaned slightly, ignoring your comment. Tony played the exact same reaction.

“You’ve messed with his mind, that’s a good first step. But, you’re going to have to be more logical than emotional from now on. You got this.”

You grinned, patting Fury on the shoulder as you made your way to the small array of snacks on the table. You couldn’t lie, a part of you was left thinking about Loki too. You didn’t really like it, but at the same time, it helped you process what had just happened. You remembered the mental note you had made to yourself while talking to Loki, but figured you’d bring it up once your stomach got food. Fury’s ears were probably dealing with a lot right now since Maria just dragged him away, blabbing about some computer errors.

Thankfully, someone had brought out some food (finally) and you were grabbing just about everything you could - salad, crackers, cheese, whatever was in front of you. If this was what being aboard the helicarrier brought you, maybe you could live with it.

For now, you continued to think about what you were going to go over with Loki tomorrow, and hoping that things would work out much better now that you stood your ground.

You were proud of yourself too, in all honesty. Loki’s shock to your statement might have just been some sort of game, but at the same time, you had the guts to say it. That’s what mattered, and that’s what was important.

Fury’s words echoed into your head as Tony started a conversation with Thor about how hotdogs weren’t sandwiches.

You got this.

Damn right, you did.

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thefrenchyavenger · 4 years

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First date (part 2)

Wanda :

For a while now, you had been worried about Wanda. Wanda kept it to herself and spent a lot of time in her room, alone. You didn’t liked it. It was not healthy. You knocked on the door, hoping she would let you in :

« Hey » She said quietly.

« Hey. Are you okay ? I haven’t seen you in a while and I’m worried. »

« Did Steve asked you to come and talk to me ? » She asked bitterly.

Wanda really hoped it was not the case, she needed you. More than you thought. She wanted you to come to her because you wanted it not because someone asked you to.

« What ? No ! I am really worried ! »

« There’s no need, I’m fine »

« You want me to believe that ? You haven’t left your room for there days now ! So, tell me ! What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours ? »

Wanda couldn’t look at you. If she felt the need to stay inside was partially because of you. She was so scared to meet you without being prepared and say something stupid. She really loved you, you were beautiful inside and out but she didn’t know how to tell you.

« Let’s go » You said.

« What ? Where ?! »

« There’s a fair in Central Park »

« Seriously ? »

« What ? Is it a bad idea for a first date ? We can do something else if you want !! »

« Wait ! You want to go on a date ?! With me ? »

« Yes, is that so hard to believe ? »

Wanda beamed at you, she was glowing with happiness. She couldn’t believed it ! You liked her ! She took your hand in hers and lead you outside, a smile plastered on her face.

Natasha :

Since the moment she had talked to you, Natasha kept wondering if you would ever like her. Were you interested by her ? Could you imagine a future for the two of you ? She was so … unsure of herself, doubting everything. She had found you quite cold, coming from her it meant a lot.

It was Clint who forced the issue :

« It’s not by watching … sorry, spying on her all day long that things will go your way »

« She doesn’t like me that way »

« What way ? »

« The way I like her ! »

« You impress me everyday Nat, honestly, but right now … you act like a schoolgirl who doesn’t want to ask her crush for prom. »

« You’re going to far Barton … » Threaten Natasha.

« Oh come on ! She likes you ! It so obvious ! Last time, when you talked to her, I saw the two of you and when she left, she had to take a minute to collect herself ! If that’s not her liking you I don’t know what it is then ! »

« Really ? »

« She was all red and breathing was … short and quick. Do what you want now, but don’t be an idiot by letting her go. »

Natasha was lost in her thoughts. So many scenarios were possible. Clint could be right and you could say yes or … everything could go wrong and … In the end, she chose to talk to you. Life was a game and she had decided to win it. And if you did not liked her, well, she would tried to be your friend.

You were collecting intelligence for the next mission when Natasha entered you office, sitting right in front of you. Surprised was not a word strong enough to described how you felt at that moment.

« Agent Romanoff, can I help you ? »

« You can. Would you be interesting in having a drink, with me, tonight ? »

You brain went blank for a few seconds.

« Gram’s at 7 ? » you suggested.

« Fine with me. See you tonight … y/n »

Pietro :

Since Tony’s party, you and Pietro texted each other a lot, and like … A LOT ! Which was driving Clint crazy. He did everything he could to stop you from seeing the Sokovian speedster. He had no intention of getting a brother-in-law anytime soon.

As every morning, you were quietly doing your jogging when a gust of wind took you by surprise :

« Pietro ! » You smiled.

« You are getting better » He noticed.

Pietro couldn’t stopped himself and took you in his ams. The action startled you for a minute before you hugged him back. You took a step back, and Pietro was already missing your warmth.

« What are you doing here ? Usually you’re not awake before 1 ! »

Pietro swallowed with difficulty, ground his hands, trying to keep his nerves in check :

« asclintisn’thereIwantedtoknowifyouwantedtogoonadatewithme » He answered as fast as he could.

« You should try to speak even quicker ! » You laughed.

« Sorry … I wanted … just know you can’t say no, I won’t be mad at you, I would totally understand, no hard feelings, nothing okay and … »

« I will go on a date with you » You cut him.

« REALLY ?! » Shouted Pietro, his eyes filled with hope.

« Yep, surprise me. My brother won’t be back before two weeks » You said before starting to run again, leaving Pietro standing with an idiotic smile on his face. His eyes never leaving you.

Doctor Strange :

« I need an intel » You said, entering the New-York Sanctuary.

« You ! How did you found me ?! How did you got in ?! » Shouted Stephen.

« Wong is a friend of mine » You explained, scanning the shelves for what you needed.

« You’re a sorcerer too ! »

« Well done Sherlock ! You found out on your own ? »

« How can I help you ? » Asked Stephen, preferring not to notice your sarcasm.

« You owe me »

« I owe you nothing ! »

« Oh yes you do ! Do you remember the man I was following in Jakarta ? »

« Him … yes. I thought you needed no one, that you were a team on your own »

« I am, but you see, right now I’m way too lazy to search him »

« What’s in it for me ? »

« Exactly what I thought » You mumbled.

« Excuse-me ? »

« Your ego is really as big as what Wong told me ! It’s impressive, truly ! You know what ? Forget it, I’ll do it on my own, go back to your cloak, it’s feeling lonely ! »

« Wait ! I said wait ! Do you do that often ?! »

« that what ? »

« Appearing, disappearing, driving people nuts ? »

« One of my many specialties »

« I see. Want to go for a drink ? »

« No »

« You don’t drink ? » Asked Stephen, slightly surprised.

« I do »

« then why ? »

« Because I don’t want to have a drink with you »

« Diner ? »

« I won’t have diner with you either »

« Then what ?! »

« Then … I won’t do a thing with you because you’re not my type »

« You’re lying »

« What about you ? You’re a Good Samaritan now ? »

« You win this round »

« What an honor ! Do I have the permission to leave now ? »

« Why don’t you want to go out with me ? »

« Because I am not interested »

« Can’t I have a better answer ? »

« Sure. I would rather go on a date with Loki than you, even Thor would be fine »

« You know Loki and Thor ?! »

« In what univers are you leaving in ?! Hey ! I was an avenger ! Do some research ! »

« If you go out with me, I could learn about you »

« Still not interested »

« How can I reach you ? I don’t think sorcerers have a special phone line ? »

« Idiot »

Peter.P :

« Hey Peter ! Hey Ned » You greeted before sitting down in front of them.

« Wait … what … How … » Stammered the two boys, everyone in the cafeteria was watching them.

« Oh sorry, I thought that because you spent your time watching me I had the right to sit with you, I was wrong ? » You explained, watching Peter in the eyes.

« Oh no no no no no !!! You can ! It’s just that everybody is watching us and we’re just … » Stuttered Peter.

« Shut up Peter » You said « Sooooo … How are you ? »

« You’re awesome ! » shouted Ned.

« I know, thank you. But it’s nice to hear it »

« How is it to be Tony Stark’s daughter ? » Asked Ned.

« Well … I’m a daddy’s girl but it’s fine, my dad’s great »

« Oh sh…. I have to go ! It was so cool to meet you !! » Smiled Ned.

« I might watch all the star wars movies this week-end, if you want to join me you’re more than welcomed » you offered.

« I’m in ! Peter too ! » Said Ned before leaving Peter and you alone.

« y/n ? » Asked Peter.

« hum ? »

« Well … you don’t have to say yes okay ? But, would you like to do something with me this afternoon ? Like karting or something, I always wanted to try and all. We don’t have literature this afternoon so I thought … we could go as friends and … »

« You talk too much » You laughed « And yes I’ll come, but not as a friend »

« Awesome ! Wait ! What ?! Not as a friend ?! But then … oh … » Understood Peter after a while, his cheeks bright red.

« You can be very clever but sometimes you are so slow ! Just like Steve when my dad starts talking about sex … That is a story that I should probably keep to myself. I’ll wait for you at the entrance ! See you Peter Pan ! »

« Peter Pan ? » Repeated Peter once he was alone « Does that make her my TinkerBell ? »

Peter.Q :

Peter had no idea of how you did it but no matter from what planet he was calling you, you always came to him without stopping by Asgard. After several attempts, Peter finally had a date with you ! You had rejected him several time because, according to you, a man who didn’t listen to Queen didn’t deserve a chance.

« So, this place is …. » You said, trying to find the right word to define the place.

« A bar »

« You’d been asking me for months and now that I said yes, just because you’re annoying, you take me …here ? »

« You don’t like it ? »

« It’s fine, it’s just that because of my brother I usually find myself going out with pompous men to some five-stars restaurant where you don’t get real food »

« Nice for your brother »

« Is an idiot »

« What’s his job ? »

« He’s a … doctor »

« Okay, great. So, now that you finally said yes for our date, does that make you my girl ? »

« Oh my darling, if you want me to be your girl, you’re gonna need some 80s songs ! »

« Considered it done ! »

« Sure ! Why did you chose this bar ? »

« I just thought that stealing a little something could be fun, I know how much you like to perform »

« How much time do you need ? »

« Ten minutes »

« Just ten minutes ? Watch me shine ! »

You went to the counter and walked the closest you could to a man, your turned around and slapped him :

« HEY ! Who do you think you are ?! Don’t you have manners ?! » You yelled, catching everybody’s attention.

« Miss, is there an issue ? » Asked the owner.

« Yes there is ! This… thing put his hand on my … well you see what ! »

« What ?! No ! I didn’t !!! » Shouted your victim.

Oh yes, it was the best first date of your life.

#Avengerspreferences #Avengers #avengers x reader #peter quill #peter parker #star lord #spiderman #natasha romanoff #black widow #wanda maximoff #pietro maximoff #doctor strange #stephen strange #ReaderInsert #you are the hero #Preferences #mcu

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Private Tutoring (Jason x Reader)(OS)

Warning: Bad hidden easter eggs Word count:2145 Summary: Jason needs some private tutoring and because of Damian, You (who can’t stand Jason) have the job

(Third Person P.O.V.)

"You can't do that!" "I think I can." Jason huffed and turned around to stomp out of the Bat cave. Bruce just told him that he couldn't join the Family on Patrol if his grades would continue to be so bad. Jason was pissed. He let himself fall onto the couch wishing he could just fall asleep, but of course the one person he didn't wanna see appeared in the doorway. "What do you want, Demon-spawn?" sight Jason not looking away from the ceiling. "TT. Why do you think everything is about you, Todd?" huffed Damian sitting down beside Jason. Jason looked at him, raising his eyebrows. "Then why are you sitting beside me?" "Because I can see that you're upset and you're the most annoying person ever when you're upset...I also heard that father doesn't allow you to join us on patrol...and...that would be...inconvenient." Damian needed all his strength to get the last words out, but he got it done. Normally Jason would answer with a sassy remark, but right now he was to angry to do so and a little help, wouldn't harm anyone. "So? What do you think I should do?" Jason asked, rolling his eyes. "You're writing a math test next Monday, right?" "Yes, and?" "Get yourself a tutor who helps you with the topic and than write an A and than father will let you join us on Patrol again." Jason rolled his eyes and rolled himself off of the couch. "But almost nobody in my class understands the topic." "What about Y/N?" "The nerdy girl that always sits in the front of the class? How do you know her?" Jason asked raising his eyebrows even further. "I know everyone that could possible be helpful on a mission one day, especially in our surroundings," Damian said shrugging. Jason huffed again. "And how should Y/N Y/L/N, the nerdiest nerd of them all, help us on a mission?" "She isn't just a nerd, she's a genius. Also an award winning dancer and I'm sure she would make a good superhero, not that I'm implying anything." "As if...she couldn't even catch an apple if she wanted to, but back to topic. You say I should ask her if she helps me with math?" Jason asked stretching his arms over his head. "Well, kinda...Maybe I already asked Grayson to do so...and maybe she's on her way to the manor," Damian admitted. "What the Fuck! Why did you do that?" "Because you would have ruined it, before you'd even asked her." Before Jason could say anything else the bell ringed and, even though Jason wanted to stop him, Damian stood up and ran to the door. He ripped the door open to be greeted by you. "Hey, Damian. Dick, strangely enough, invited me over. He rambled something about needing help with math and even though I told him that I'm not in his grade, he insisted on me coming, so...could you tell him I'm here?" Damian sight. "He....well...he didn't called you over for him, but for..." before he could finish his sentence Jason appeared in the doorway and you knew what this all was about. "Nope," you said, held up your hand and turned around, ready to leave again. "Wait Y/N," Jason shouted. You stopped in your tracks. "Why?" "I...I need your help...with math," he admitted. "Any why exactly should I help you? I remember the last time you spoke to me, you called me a...how was it? A big nerdy loser? Yes, I think that were your words." That earned Jason an angry look from Damian. "I'...sorry about that," he said. Now you turned around with a skeptical glimpse in your eyes. "Really? I'm not stupid. I know when people try to use me and I'm not really fond of being used, so...bye." You were about to turn around again, but Jason came forward. "That's the point. You're not stupid and I know that. I'm not saying I like you and I don't want you to like me, but I need help with math and you seem to be the only person to understand that shit, so, you help me and I won't bother you in school anymore. Deal?" he said, sounding more like himself. You thought about it. "Fine. But then let's get over with it." Jason brought you into his room, not caring about all the cloths that laid on the floor, and you sat down on his bed.

(Time skip because I have no idea of math)

You groaned annoyed and rubbed your hand over your face. "You wouldn't even get an A on the test if you repeat every single period we ever had." Jason huffed. "I'm stupid. I get it, but I need to get an A, because otherwise I can't..." he stopped mid sentence. "Can't what? Go out every night to party and make out with stupid b...brats?" Jason looked at you in disbelief. "You think that's what I'm doing everyday?" "Yeah...basically. You're a douche, you're always to tired to follow the class and you always make sassy comments, when nobody asks you about it. I'm 90% sure that even the pretty, and stupid, basic girls in our class wouldn't want to flirt with you all the time if you weren't a Wayne and so hot," the moment you realized what you just said, your face became tomato-red and you wanted to die there and then. Jason was a second away from bitching around because of the things you said first, when he also realized what you said. "So...You think I'm hot?" You took a deep breath and decided to stand behind your words. "Yes, and?" "Then why didn't you ask me out?" he asked with the biggest smirk on his lips. You felt yourself blush even more. "Pfff. Just because you're handsome, doesn't mean I want something from you. You're still a douche...and you insulted me." Jason looked at you. Was he really that bad? Now that he talked with you alone he noticed that you were pretty cool, other than the other girls in his class who never had their own opinions. Why did he insulted you, just because you're clever? It's not like that's a bad thing. Now that he thought about it, he really had no reason to be a jerk towards you. You weren't even ugly. In fact, you were quite beautiful. And that considering that you, also other than the basic girls, don't do a thing to make yourself more sexy or bitchy. You don't use much make-up, you don't dress provocative and you don't throw yourself around the neck of any guy who comes around the corner. Jason didn't notice that he was staring at you the whole time without saying anything. And by now you were redder than the reddest red that ever redded. You stood up from the bed and back away to the door. "I...think..I'll go now...Maybe the teacher'll recommend someone to tutor you," you said while you pointed at the door. Your hand laid on the door-handle, but before you could open it you were pressed against the wooden-materiel. Jason looked down at you with a strange look in his eyes, his hands on either side of you. "You know, I'm not the only person in this room who is hot," he whispered and you noticed that he leaned his face in. "J-Ja-Jason...I...I think I should really go now," you also whispered, but made no attempt to fight against him. "I think you're right where you belong, at my side." You shifted uncontrollably and wiggled a little bit, which made Jason push himself only nearer to you. "W-Why the sudden change of mind?" you said, trying to sound amused, but failing horrible. "Maybe I just saw what I had in front of me all the time." "That sounds...sweet, but...like I said: I'm not...interested," with every word your voice got quieter and you didn't even believed yourself. In the last few hours not only Jason realized that you weren't what he thought, you also noticed that he wasn't such a big douche at you thought. He wasn't rude and really tried to understand what you taught him. He leaned in even more and you threw all your doubts over board and leaned in too. "Oh...fuck it," you whispered before your lips met his. His lips were sweet as sugar and sour as salt in the same moment. His hands landed on your hips as he pushed you against the door even more and you laid your arms around his neck, pulling him closer into you, while you buried your hands in his hair. His tongue drove over your lips and you parted them slightly, giving him an opportunity to intensify the kiss. After a minute the both of you parted your lips a bit to take a breath and Jason leaned his forehead against yours. You wanted to say something, but before you were able to, the door behind you opened and you fell directly into the arms of Bruce fucking Wayne himself. Again, you blushed, but this time out of embarrassment. Bruce put you down onto the floor and you started to apologize. "I'm so so sorry, Mister Wayne. I...äh...I'll go now. Again, sorry." You turned around ready to run out of the manor. "Don't go," Jason and Bruce said simultaneously. You turn to them again and looked at the floor. Bruce was the first one to talk. "Damian and Dick told me a little bit about you and I'm happy that you...äh...tutor Jason, and you seem like a nice girl and I think you could be good for him, so...if you two decide to be a couple, I would be really happy for you." "Bruce!" Jason whined and took your hand in his. "Not cool." he pulled you into his room again and closed the door with his foot. "So..." you hummed. "Sooooo..." Jason also hummed. You looked him directly into the eyes and got lost in them. Neither of you noticed how you leaned in again, but before your lips could touch you turned your head so that his lips landed on your cheek. "Jason...I won't lie. That was the best kiss I ever had, but...I'm not like the girls you're used to. I'm not one you can hit and run on. I maybe had a weak moment back when we kissed, but...that's over now," you said, trying to sound convincing. Jason stroked your cheek with his hand. "I'm not thinking that you're like the other girls and I don't want you to be. My Fa-Bruce is right. You would be good for me, because in the last few hours I felt the need to improve...because of you. So...Would you be my girlfriend?" "Bu-" you tried to say, only to be interrupted by Jason. "I will get better ... for you." "Fuck this...yes, I'll be your girlfriend." As soon as you said the words his lips laid on yours and the both of you melted into the kiss, but only a few seconds later your phone ringed and interrupted you. You sight and pick it up, still buried in Jason's arms. "Hello? Yes. Bu-...Fine. Yes. Gonna be home in twenty. Till then. Tell May that she shouldn't worry. Yes... Bye....I said Bye...Bye Peter," you hang up and looked at your new-found-boyfriend, "I'm sorry. It seems like my brother told my Aunt who I'm tutoring and she seems to worry, so I need to go home." Jason chuckled. "Does she worry because I'm such a bad boy?" You smirked. "Delete the 'bad'-part. She don't want me to be alone with boys who she doesn't know." Jason sight. "Fine. I see you in school?" "Sure." You gave him a final kiss and left the manor.

Bonus: "I told you they were made for each other," said Damian to his father and his two older brothers Dick and Tim, as they watched you leave the manor with the biggest smirk on your lips over the surveillance cameras. "You were right. I think she'll change him...for good," laughed Dick with a smile on his face. "I still can't believe you played along Bruce," chuckled Tim. "I just had a feeling that he was right...and when Jason's grades get better in the process, than I'm happy," he said, also smiling, but a few seconds later a frown made it ways onto his face, "You already backroundchecked her, right?" Damian rolled his eyes. "Yes. Her parents died and she lives with her Aunt and her older brother, Peter. Their uncle got shot in a robbery and I'm 80% sure that her brother is that Spiderboy...-lad....-dude. I don't know. She goes to our School, since she had a fight at her last school. She broke a bully's Leg and let me say: the monitoring material are worth watching. She is a really good fighter." "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" asked Tim with raised eyebrows. "If you think I'm saying that she would be a good addition to the team, than you're right."

#jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #damian wayne #bruce wayne #dc comics #oneshot #jason x reader #jason todd x reader #spiderman #batfam oneshot

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DGM 229 - Panthaleia’s Translation Notes

HI GUYS, GUESS WHO'S NOT DEAD

(it's us)

(especially @krorys)

(hooray)

On this fine summer day we are delighted to bring you chapter 229, which is full-length and charming as heck. I had a lot of fun with this one, guys, and I hope you enjoy reading it half as much as I enjoyed translating it.

1.) Cover: LOVE YOU TOO, DUMBSHIT ♥

2.) Wait, since when can the present change the past? I stared at this for a while to make sure I had it right and yeah, that's definitely what it says:

現在[f: いま]だけが過去と未来を変えられる genzai (f: ima) dake ga kako to mirai wo kaerareru

w hat

3a.) I goofed up: the town is locked down with talismans, not tighter than the field of one such. Will fix when I can.

3b.) I'm not 100% sure if it should be Operation "Lola" or "Roller;" the katakana say "ro-la-," which could be either. I liked Lola better so I went with that, but if I get proven wrong later, this'll be here to prove I did consider the other possibility. :P

4.) "Only Kanda and the general have left since then" GOSH I WONDER WHERE THEY WENT? GEE

(I mean, I can't really blame them for not suspecting the heretofore impeccably loyal Tiedoll. They're still going to be kicking themselves in a little bit, though.)

5.) RIGHT IN THE SLAMMER, BYE. Hilarious as that was, though, it's really nice to see Kanda use his vicious reputation for good! His embarrassment over the charade probably lent it much of the genuine intimidation factor that chased off the Finders. It was a really effective way to keep them from searching the carriage, though I can't imagine it was fun to be Johnny back there, squished in with a worked-up Kanda and Allen (who was probably quietly goading him, to boot).

Extra note: I realize that "lololol" is extra non-period accurate but Hoshino literally wrote "wwww" there sooooo.

6.) Sweet Krory, hoping so hard he won't actually find them, pretending to look for them anyway to protect his place with the Order. Sad anxious baby. It looks like Chaozii's suspicious, which isn't surprising.

7.) That fukkin stream-of-consciousness background text panel felt like a personal fuck-you from Hoshino to every translator working on this, lmao. God.

ETA: There was actually more of it that we couldn’t fit in there. For real. The full section:

This is the next step. I must not stop. I have to get moving. They're desperate enough to bet their lives on this, after all, but I'm just as desperate to escape. To be frank, the bullets from Master's Judgement were much more difficult to evade than the debt collectors. I really don't want to go through that again. It was practice, though, and after that, running from the debt collectors has been easy as falling off a log.

To make it clear, his monologue is a flashback from before he fled the Order, so it’s not about his current flight. He’s just talking about the repo men.

8.) Tiedoll and Johnny bonding over the loveliness of a starry sky is both tremendously charming and tremendously sad. Let the Science Division see the sky sometimes, Order?? Maybe???

9.) Allen can't even look at Tim's remains, and Johnny can't look at him because of how much it hurts to do so, this is THE MOST painful thing. I'm crying. I never expected to be this emotional about an animated blob of gold with creepy teeth and no eyes.

10.) My favourite part of the next page is Lujun's little aside on the left margin. YOU TELL 'EM, BUDDY

11.) lmao @ Johnny's eventual lack of surprise over Link being alive because he's a) ex-CROW and b) works for Lvellie?? I'm not sure what Johnny thinks Lvellie is capable of, exactly, but it's clearly more than he probably actually is. Despite his baking prowess, he is not actually magic so far as we know (unlike almost everyone else).

12.) ohhh mannnnn I was wondering if Allen would risk trying to recruit any more allies from the Order despite the risk of Falling, and here's my answer: resounding nope

It's killing me that despite how far he'd come re: relying on his comrades more, not trying to do everything himself, he... actually does kind of have to, this time? He can't trust anyone, himself least of all. There is a clear and present danger to everyone around him should they help him or learn any more than they do know, including but not limited to the Fall and/or Apocryphos' attentions. Kanda should stay behind, with the Order, for all those reasons as well as the current frailty of his used-up, exhausted body. So should Johnny, as he's essentially defenceless, and it's much harder to fight while protecting someone vulnerable. Going it alone is terrible for Allen himself, but the right call for literally every other reason, and I'm in pain.

13.) Okay the flashbacky bits are a little confusing, but most of those lines are from the third Reverse novel, the "Lost Fragments of Snow" story about how Mana and Allen met. I dug up my novel just to make sure of who said which parts of it:

Red: Why aren't you crying? (about Allen-the-dog’s death)

Mana: Guess my tears have all dried up.

Red: Didn't you share your lives? (again, re: Mana and dog)

Mana: If I grieve, the Earl will come... (re: Mana’s scrambled memory around the topic of sorrow summoning the Earl)

Mana: Because you were Allen [the dog's] friend, right? (Mana realizing why Red was crying over Allen-the-dog’s grave)

Allen internalized a lot back then, and in the moment is basically thinking that he can’t allow himself to grieve for Timcanpy, because it might draw the Earl’s attention to him again after he just barely escaped. I’m just. I’m in agony.

14.) There's one tiny odd thing in the next bit that might be nothing, but I'll include it just in case anyone else notices it and wonders: Allen does end the I can't tell you anything after all sentence with the "ya" sentence-final particle, which is mostly specific to southern Kansai dialects like Osaka-ben these days, but used to be more common across the country around the time this manga takes place. Old men using it is a bit of a trope in fiction, to show how old they are, lol. He also drawls his “nannimo” (extra n) a bit, which is -- again -- a bit odd. It comes off kind of unusually casual, but then, the rest of the scene is totally in character. I’m not sure what to make of it just yet. If I change it, it would be to something like “Can’t tell you nothin’ after all.”

15.) Poor, poor Johnny. He tries so hard, but he can't seem to keep up with Allen. :((

(T/N: SHAKIRA SHAKIRA)

Onnnn the other hand, I have a feeling Allen is about to pop out of the Ark with Kanda wrapped around his throat right onto the Canbell mansion lawn, so there's... that. They'll probably startle the heck out of Lucia. Gonna be good.

And there you have it! No big deep symbolism or huge reveals this time around, just some good old character interaction, but I'm pretty sure it's the gasp of breath before the next storm, so you'd better savour it while you can.

Till next time~~

@panthaleia

PS: Please direct any and all questions and comments to my Discord, @Panthaleia9705. I'm not on Tumblr at all at this time, so askbox commentary will languish in the dust for an indeterminate amount of time before I see it.

#dgm 229 #dgm229 #dgm #d gray man #dgm meta #panthaleia

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survivor-mountmerapi · 3 years

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Ep. 7: “[whoopi voice] You in danger, girls.” - Gian

DeNara

Let the chaos start! Nicholas going home was a 10/10 tribal. 😈 Now I need to figure out who I can trust. I feel like I can keep working with the people on my tribe for sure. Can I trust my old warriors? Not sure yet. Elle says they havent been spoken too since tribal but who knows what happened over there.

Rachel

OMG. So glad Gian and Madi have made it through that tribal! I literally have so much to tell them, but I also have a feeling they have a lot to tell me. This is going to be a crazy next couple days, but at least i don't work! I am also way too nervous to join this merged call right now, but i'm glad my homies are here and happy to meet some new ones!

DeNara

Looks like Raffy, Steven, Ginnifer, Madi, Gian and myself are gonna try to take out Julia and Pietro. Hopefully we can plan that

DeNara

Lol, Julia and I arent even pretending to talk to each other. We both know it DeNara vs Julia lol

Elle

🎶MERGE, BABY MERGE (ᵈᶦˢᶜᵒ ᶦⁿᶠᵉʳⁿᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ)🎶🕺🏾WE MADE IT :DDDDD

Honestly roll credits like right now for me 😂😂😂😂. I do Not have high hopes!!! I'm gonna be voted out with a quickness I just know it :')

So anyway Do Not Cry for me Argentina, winning for me was making it to merge and guys: ✨we did it✨

(Just to be clear I'm still going to try my darndest *to* win; I'm just not all that hopeful for the prospects)

Julia

I literally hate merge. I never do well at merge. This is going to suck so much. I just know raffy is coming for me

Raffy

Merge! I did what I, honestly, didn't expect to do this game. We love to see it. According to Madi and Gian, Julia has been spreading to her tribe that I am the one with the idol. Thankfully, I implanted the seeds into those two already, so they seem to really think Julia has an idol (which she does). However, due to this, I feel that I should play my idol soon to avoid any future hurt feelings from my lying. Thanks to my connection with Madi and Gian, Rachel and Anastasia seem to now not believe that I have the idol. Those two are doing the work for me which is fun. I want to bring in Elle and Moth to our little group to ensure numbers. I am unsure where Ginnifer's loyalties lie as she still seems to not trust me. Which is fair. Plus, she did vote for me which is..... Tragic. I think I will stick to the group I'm already in and try to get people to target Julia and Pietro for being far bigger strategic threats than me.

DeNara

Merge tribe is going well. Anastasia and Rachel apparently really like me, so I am hoping to use that to my advantage. Hopefully they arent just playing me for Julia. She is such a great player she could have them with her.

Gian

Winning both reward and immunity challenge makes complete sense with my fantasy 😌 -from a deluded gay

Gian

The merge being 4 winners vs. 4 warriors vs. 4 wannabes just screams chaos. The war is here!

DeNara

I have to say, I am super nervous for the first tribal council. Raffy and Steven have kind of been quiet since the merge and I am paranoid they might have flipped and joined the winners to get me out. Nobody seems to be talking strategy except Gian which is worrying me. I have no idea of our plan is to go after Julia and Pietro with the newbies, or with the warriors. Everyone could be playing each other. Honestly, I feel good with Rachel from the OG wannabe's tribe because we have connected well, but who knows if I can work with her. I am struggling between checking in with Raffyy and Steven about what to do, or try to start calling the shots now and make my own alliances. That could end up biting me in the butt so I am super stressing over what to do. Plus we have the auction today and that could either be really good or really bad for me.... guess we will find out 🤷‍♀️

Moth

Sooooo the merge is here

I have no clue what is happening I don’t wanna be the merge boot, so I’m hoping that I can glide by

DeNara

We just had our auction and I spent $500 on literally nothing. Oof, now to play it as something or to tell the truth....I am thinking I might say it is a disadvantage and I lose my vote at next tribal just to see what comes of it, but who knows. So many things I can do! Also I was giving Raffy a play by play of what was happening and he told me to stop, then immediately started asking questions about what was happening in other chats.... oof

Gian

The way I won absolutely nothing in the auction is... homophobic. How am I supposed to send these people home in caskets without an arsenal?

Anastasia

so we merged and I just went to the auction and I bought some magic beans for like all of my money.. I don't really know exactly what to do with them but I did tell Madi about what they do so hopefully that will make her trust me more and she can help me come up with a plan to trick someone!!

Raffy

I wasn't at the auction, but Julia is already trying to pin that I have an advantage. Ginnifer is on exile, so that means Julia is trying to target me this round. I hope I win immunity so I don't have to use either of my advantages. Gian was trying to push me to reveal what I got, but.......... I don't like that. It's disgusting. Like, please back off. Otherwise, the plan should still be splitting between Julia and Pietro.

Madi

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1PpAuWdOpVHtYEN6F8hFrr9M1gk0_J0rh/view?usp=drivesdk

Raffy

Right now, there should be a split vote between Pietro and Julia. Steven, Gian, and Madi are going to be voting for Pietro. Meanwhile, everyone else will be voting for Julia. Pietro and Julia will be voting for me. I am a little nervous. I want to use my idol to ensure I survive, but, based on how this game is going, I will most certainly need it for later. I just want everyone to be telling the truth here. Elle has come to me saying how she believes everyone should be voting Julia. If I have Elle, then I think I have Moth. If I have Madi and Gian, then I have Anastasia and Rachel. I want to confirm with people tomorrow without seeming as if I am coming too strong. People already see me as a Big Bad and someone with a chaotic play style. One wrong move and I am toast. For me, this is going to be the most stressful tribal of the whole season. No competition. However, I trust that I have rallied the troops. I have put it in the work. I will succeed. On a side note, I told Steven that I had a Safety Without Power. I know he can use this against me, but I really do trust Steven. I think he's my ride or die at this point. We were talking about how dangerously close the newbies were. It will present a big problem, especially with the Warriors and the Winners being so fractured. Final 9 will be the last chance to get a newbie out in my eyes. From the newbies, Anastasia would be the easiest out of them to get rid of. Plus, she is too inactive to be used as a flipper. After that, I would need to rally against Gian and Madi because Rachel is too tight with them. We need to fracture the newbies before we can go in for the kill. I think if any newbie (besides Anastasia) were to make it to the end, then they will win hands down. I know this is going to get me hate in the VL, but the newbies need to be taken down if I want to win. Right now, I am thinking of taking Steven and DeNara to FTC. This will, undoubtedly, change when I get closer to the goal. However, I'd be happy to see any three of us win the title at this point in time. Additionally, it'd be a great story arc for Steven and I. From enemies at the start to F3 ride or dies at the end. However, they would not crown us the winner. I get the vibe this cast may just very well come to the conclusion of "They have won before, so they should not win again." That's dumb. Should I not win a board game because I won it before? Should I never get an A if I got one already? It SHOULD be the most deserving (or at least most respected), but I have a sinking feeling that it won't be the case.

DeNara

There is soooo much going on, ohmigoodness.... Okay so we had the survivor auction and the thing I bought was a big fat plate of NOTHING. Rip the dream. Then we found out that Rachel won individual immunity so that is good because Julia and Pietro not winning it is the best outcome. After that is when we all really started to talk about tribal. I connected with Moth and Elle and they said they want to vote Julia out. Rachel feels super close with me and she said her and all the newbies have a fake alliance with Julia and are willing to vote her out too. So right now everyone is against Julia and Pietro (or so they say). So we are going to split the vote 6 on Julia and 3 on Pietro. I just don't know who I can truly trust in this game. If we only put 3 votes on Pietro and someone flips and Julia plays an idol, whoever those 4 vote for is going home. Plus if Pietro and Julia both have idols, then someone else will be going home. I am just really nervous this won't go the way I expect it to. Part of me wants to switch my Julia vote to Pietro and make it a 5 Julia, 4 Pietro vote just in case someone flips so we still have numbers on Pietro... the question is, who can I trust? I DON'T KNOW..... cries forever Don't even get me started on what happens after this vote if I am still here....

Elle

Ughhhhhhh I got a 10% DA in the auction which I just knew was gonna happen 😂 Chance hates meeee or at least is like a slightly annoyed ambivalent to me lol. Anyway tribal is tonight and I think Julia is going home if people have lied to me Again Im going to CRY like SOB on call this is a threat 😂😂😂😂 lmao I dont think Steven would lie to me or my tribe mates though and I dont think Raffy is lying in this case (I'm choosing to trust him, ik everybody says he can be a chaotic player but eh I'm not like, calculating enough to like analyze what could be deception so I am choosing Trusttt until choosing trust gets me sent home lol). Just in general I'm not smart enough at this to play it like a game of chess or anything (which reminds me I need to watch Queen's Gambit) so my strategy is: be genuine and hope people believe that I'm actually being genuine and somehow that bringing me to the end 😅 yes great strat i know

Moth

I don’t wanna go home tonight If Julia gets voted out I’ll feel so relieved

Madi

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1PpAuWdOpVHtYEN6F8hFrr9M1gk0_J0rh/view?usp=drivesdk

Madi

NOT MY GF HAVING TO HOP ON A CONFERENCE CALL WITH JULIA BC SHE PICKED JULIA AS HER DRAFT PICK LMAOOOOO

Madi

jay I only know this bc she I trying to plan it only her calendar bc she is a busy boss bitch and we are always fucking together

Raffy

Julia thinks she some kind of master manipulator. She thinks that she can come in my DMs and act like she had nothing to do with my name being thrown out. Do not come to me with that BS and expect me not to smell it. Allegedly, she claims that she wants to work with me in this game (bullshit). Also, Julia revealed her idol to Anastasia which is going to put a major damper on things. Now, Anastasia is getting paranoid about the idol when she really shouldn't be. She's not the one in danger. Leave it alone. The only time you should care is if the idol will harm you in any way. Julia has successfully caused chaos which is going to put a damper on things. I feel, at this point, that I almost have to use my idol considering that the chaos could easily lead to people stacking their votes on me. Plus, I wouldn't be at a total loss considering I still have the Safety Without Power. I still want the majority of votes on Julia though because I need to get her to use that idol.

Julia

I think the newbies are trying to work with raffy to try to plan shit, especially madi. I do not trust her at all. She’s playing way too hard right now. I know I’ve said this every fucking round but idol is coming out tonight Pietro I think I’m in trouble tonight. Now with that stupid beans Anastasia and everyone knows about Julia’s idol, and I think they will try to pretend to be voting her out to make her flush her idol and get me out instead. I have been able to get closer to Rachel and Gian, I really like them, but they havent talked much with me on the most important day - tribal day. But god sent me to this earth to be the protagonist of everything I put myself into, so going home tonight or not, I can say, I made my own.

Moth

hahahahahahahahah Tribal is scary omg. I'm writing this in class so I dont have too much time, but maaan am I worried for whats to come. It still seems to be Julia Vs. Raffy so as long as its not my name I dont care, but from what I'm hearing there's a lot going on that im not seeing. So I am just gonna sit here and pray no one targets me

Raffy

I think I'll just play my idol to ensure my safety in this round. I still have the SWP. So, it should be good and fun. Julia seems to think I have an idol nullifier. She'll be in for a shock.

Steven

https://youtu.be/gXqEkdyHHgA

Gian

Pietro. Julia. [whoopi voice] You in danger, girls.

DeNaraCouple hours before tribal and Pietro is freaking out. I feel bad but it is also kinda funny since he hasn't talked to me before.

DeNara

This is the most chaotic first tribal and it is still hours away... scared....

Gian

Julia has two options: Play her idol or go home. Stay tuned for a crazy tribal guys 🌞

Rachel

OMG. what am i doing with my life. i really don't know who to trust. i can't trust the winner or warriors and really only have trust in my core OG tribe. thankfully we're in the middle and THANKFULLY i have immunity, but other than that, this vote will really show who's got ties with who. I am so nervous cause this will definitely draw the line in the sand. julia did make a good point. if raffy and steven are controlling this vote and play from the middle, we need to get them out before they can make it any further.

Anastasia

Our main focus this round is to get Julia out. We have the numbers but Julia has an idol. It will hopefully be Julia or Pietro if all goes as plan. I do still like Pietro and I hope he stays in the game but my alliance thinks they are a duo so one of them has to go. I'm pretty sure Julia will play her idol so it might be Pietros time Unless something changes in half an hour.

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