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Finally Getting Help (prt. 10)

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A/N: Thank you all for the well wishes about my dog. Unfortunately he didn't make it and pass away Tuesday morning in the vet's office. I was able to get some writing done but I don't have the energy to edit. Let me know if you find any mistakes.

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Jason: hey, thanks for the gun and the tech, it's really cool.

Danny: new phone who dis 😝

Jason: I hope you haven't given too many people guns in the last couple days.

Danny: no I haven't, thanks for texting me Jason. Have you got a chance to try the gun?

Jason: not on anything moving, I've been doing some target practice to get a feel for it though. Looking forward to when I can test it on Vlad.

Danny: aww are you going to avenge my honor 🥺

Jason: if you want me too. I'll bring you his head if you want me too.

Danny: 🥰 you're so sweet. I wouldn't say no to seeing him suffer for what he's done but don't get yourself in any trouble okay? And if you do call me right away. I'll come rescue you 😘

Jason: hey I'm the one offering to protect you!

Danny: we can protect each other. And fight each other, can you come spar again soon?

Jason: I wouldn't call that sparring, more like brawling.

Danny: eh potato potato, do you want to come fight me again?

Jason: if demon brat won't kill me for it, sure. Can I take you out for dinner afterwards? I have some questions

Danny: It's a date! Just tell me when

Jason: Day after tomorrow? I have some work to take care of first.

Danny: Sounds great! And it is a date right? You don't mind that I'm going to have kids?

Jason: the kids aren't a deal breaker I promise but let's not jump the gun okay? We're going to be family through B so we don't want this to blow up in our faces. Let's hang out, take it slow, see how it goes. You need to be careful about who you let into your life now anyway, you can't just let anyone around you and the babies.

Danny: don't tell me what to do 😠 but you're right. I'm bad about rushing into things. I'm still looking forward to it.

Danny: By the way Jazz uploaded the power point she made about Liminals and Ghosts to the bat’s server thing. You have access to that right? You should read that before we meet and I can fill in the gaps.

Jason: Sounds good, I’ll have a look at it and I’m looking forward to it too. I'll be there at 5 so we can spar before dinner. Don't forget to warn B and your guard dog.

Danny: Damian is a good kid. I'll let them know.

Danny stared at his new phone Tim had given him with apprehension. The chat with Jason had gone very well, and Danny was glad he reached out but there were other people he really needed to reach out to and he was… frankly scared. Sam and Tucker were his best friends and had always been there for him but they both had tempers. Would they be mad that he hadn’t told them he was pregnant? Would they be upset he had left Amity and wasn’t planning on coming back?

He needed to reach out though, the longer he waited the harder it would be to talk to them, and things wouldn’t stay calm as they were now. Vlad would be back to cause trouble again and even though the JLD had control of the portal but he was sure his rogues would find their way through eventually. Vlad had his own portal anyway, and Danny wouldn’t put it past him to open it just to annoy Danny. Maybe try and weaken him a little so Vlad could swoop in and pick him off.

Today was quiet, he needed to take this chance. He sighed and got up off the edge of his bed where he was sitting and ducked out of his room. He didn’t want to do this alone, so he wasn’t surprised when he found himself in the library where Jazz was studying.

He sat down across from her and reached across, laying his hand, palm up on the table. Without looking up from her book she reached over and placed her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. He smiled at her and took a deep breath before putting on his earbuds and sending a message in the group chat.

Danny: When you guys are ready can we call?

Jazz phone went off too and she checked it, smiled at Danny, and then silenced the chat and went back to her book. She didn’t need to be part of this call but at least she knew what he was doing.

Sam: Yes, let me just grab Tuck. He’s playing Doomed.

Danny took a deep breath and put down his phone while he waited for them to call and tried not to panic.

When the phone buzzed he jumped and reached for it, joining the call quickly.

“Hey guys,” He said, awkwardly, waving with the hand that wasn’t holding the phone.

“Hey yourself! What the heck happened Danny?! Basically the whole town joined in in chasing Vlad when we found out what he did but why did we have to find out on tv?! Why didn’t you tell us?!” Sam said, but at least she just seemed stressed, not actually angry.

“I’m sorry guys,” Danny said, wincing a little when he heard Tucker sniffling a little. “I hadn’t told anyone yet. I hadn’t even fully accepted it yet honestly.

“I still wasn’t ready to talk about it, bur Cass is really good at reading people's body language and I guess she clocked that I was carrying them by how I kept unconsciously touching my stomach. When she asked me about it it sorta broke through my denial and I broke down which started the ball rolling on… all this,” He said with a vague gesture.”

“All this is right!The justice league really brought the hammer down on Amity. They’re dismantling the GIW and really pissed at the government and basically all the adults in the town for letting this happen. And they arrested your parents!” Sam said sounding almost excited.

“Sam! That was really insensitive! They’re still his parents, what if he didn’t know!?” Tucker broke in furiously.

“No it’s alright I knew, Jazz told me. She’s here with me,” He said squeezing her hand though she wasn’t paying attention to the call.

“Okaaay so where is Here?” Tucker asked warily.

“Ya are you safe? We haven’t seen you since all this went down! Are you really with Bruce Wayne?” Sam asked sounding wary.

“Yes I am. He’s got a foster license and since his kids were the one that found out what was going on it just made sense that I’d stay here.”

“And he’s Not another Fruitloop?” Sam asked warily. “You need to be careful with these rich people you know? They’re basically all crazy!”

“Sam you’re rich,” Danny pointed out, amused.

“Ya, and? My point stands!”

“Fair enough,” Danny laughed. “But no, I did some snooping the first night I was here and it seems okay. And since he’s got close ties to the Justice League he was able to get the help we really needed, and he says he might be able to help me meet Martian Manhunter!”

“Don’t fanboy out too bad,” Tucker teased him.

“Oh ya? And what if I helped you meet Tim Drake? Would you not be just as bad,” Danny accused Tucker.

“Touche,” Tucker said. “Could you though?”

“I mean maybe? He’s my foster brother now and he seems cool. You two are my best friends, if I’m going to stay I’m sure you could come visit me and meet all of them.”

“Are you really going to stay there though? I mean once the GIW and everything is cleared out you could stay with either of us. I know my parents aren’t your biggest fans but I know they’d let you stay,” Sam said sounding worried.

“And I know my family doesn't have a ton of money but they adore you, we’d make it work,” Tucker added looking worried.

“No, guys I really appreciate the offer but… I don’t want to come back to Amity. The Justice League said they shut down the portal and I really need a fresh start I think. I think I’d rather stay here. Jazz too, she’s gonna study at Gotham U and intern at Arkham,” He said. She looked up at the mention of her name and gave him a small smile.

“I’m sorry, you guys are my best friends and I’ll miss you, but there are too many… memories in Amity you know?”

“Ya I get that,” Sam said, looking sad and distant.

“We can still call, and play Doomed together, and visit on breaks!” Tucker said, his chipper tone sounding a little forced. “We’re going to say friends!” He insisted and Danny smiled.

“Of course we will Tuck,” He promised. They might grow apart with the distance between them, but he hoped not, they really were his best friends.

“Ya, my parents will probably be thrilled about this development and want me to come over all the time. They love the Waynes,” Sam chuckled though her optimism also seemed a bit forced. Of course she was more of a pessimist, she probably thought they would drift apart, but knew Danny needed them right now.

“Soo what’s been going on in Amity since I left?” Danny asked, letting them ramble about the drama, the rumours, and the bullshit that was the bullies and everyone in the school sudden;y pretending they cared about Danny soooo much.

After they finished telling him about it there were a few beats of silence and Danny was just about to suggest they hang up when Sam spoke up again.

“So, what actually happened with Vlad? If you don’t want to talk about it that’s okay but…”

“No, it’s okay. It’s not what- what you’d think. It’s superhero bullshit really. When I wouldn’t be his son he decided to try and clone me, you met Dani with an I right? She was one of the clones. But he didn’t know I was trans, and my DNA got all fucked up in the portal so none of the clones were stable. I have no idea how many he tried to make that died. But when I found out it was because he had lied to Dani and told her he needed me to stabilize her clone brothers. It was a batch of ten.

“But he lied, he didn’t actually care about stabilizing them, he was going to let them all die. I was only able to save the two that were most stable and only by taking their cores into myself. So I’m not normal pregnant, I’m ghost pregnant.

What is my life huh?” He finished, chuckling awkwardly.

“Oh fuck,” Sam said her shoulders slumping a little even as her expression went through a range of emotions. “That’s better in a way but still a whole different type of fucked up! I hope they catch him soon.”

“I hope so too but I don’t think they will,” Danny said with a shrug. “Not before he tries something else. I’m not lucky enough to be able to just move past this,” He said with a bitter little laugh.

“Well, we can still hope. And even if he does cause trouble you have more allies now! You’ve been able to handle everything else he’s thrown at you basically on your own, with the Justice League behind you I know there’s nothing you can’t handle. I mean, Vlad is kind of pathetic anyway,” Tucker encouraged making Danny smile.

“Ya, you’re right, I’m sure it’ll be fine. Thanks guys,” he said fondly.

“Of course dude! We’re here for you!” Tucker said.

“It’s really good to hear from you too. Don’t be a stranger okay?” Sam said, a bit worried.

“Of course not, I’ll keep you posted I promise.” Danny assured before they said their goodbyes and he hung up.

He put down his phone and leaned back with a sigh, closing his eyes for a moment. Next to him Jazz chuckled and there was a soft snap as she closed her book.

“You did well little brother,” She told him, getting up from her seat she moved behind him and rested her hands on his shoulders.

“How do you know? You weren’t listening.”

“No, but you reached out to your friends and had an honest conversation which isn’t easy. You did well,” She reiterated, squeezing his shoulders.

“Well thanks Jazz. I hope that they’re right that we won’t lose touch, and I’ll be able to handle whatever Vlad does,” He grumbled.

“I’m sure we will,” Jazz promised. “And either way there’s no point in worrying about it now. Has Jason texted you yet?” She asked, giving Danny the excuse he needed to change the subject and launch into his more petty worries about the upcoming date as she sat back down to listen.

#danny phantom #dc x dp #dead on main #jason todd #danny fenton #jazz fenton #damian wayne #sam manson #tucker foley #trans!danny #Danny is pregnant #finally getting help au #bad parents jack and maddie #Vlad is a creep

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piratefishmama · 9 months

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Fake it Till you Make It | Part 13

“Buckley residence”

“Melissa, my second favourite Buckley! Hi, it’s Steve, is Robin there?”

“Oh Steve! Yes, yes one moment, I’ll just—weren’t you on holiday with your parents aaaand—?” he’d been calling Eddie his ‘partner’ for the week leading up to the big holiday. Never dropping any names, but given he’d found a sort of second home at the Buckleys… they were relentless in finding out who he was dating.

Since it’d never be Robin.

He wasn’t falling for it, no matter how deep they’d been into flower power back in the day. If he came out, Robin would end up coming out in solidarity and he knew she wasn’t ready yet so—“Yep, calling from Chicago airport, bit of a time sensitive call” he wasn’t giving it up.

“Oop, I’ll grab her—” there was a scuffle on the line then a quick “ROBIN, STEVE’S ON THE PHONE” another quick scuffle later and suddenly

“Aren’t you supposed to be on a plane right now, Dingus?”

“I’m in Chicago! Just checkin in on my baaaaaby, how’s my little bun today? Any morning sickness yet?”

“Robin!!”

“Mom get off the phone!!”

“Hahaha I’m kidding Melissa! Can I talk to Robbie alone though?”

“Unbelievable, you kids are turning me grey.”

“You’re as beautiful as ever though!” The other line clicked off, and Robin’s snickering laughter was all that remained. “One day she’s gonna stay on just to call my bluff.”

“But that is not today, again, aren’t you supposed to be on a plane? What’s up?”

“…Okay so, hypothetically, if you were fake dating someone you… I dunno… maybe, sorta… click really well with, can laugh with, and maybe sorta like a little, would you—”

“Steven Leopold Harrington do you have a crush on your boyfriend?”

“Fake, fake boyfriend, Robbie, fake. And that isn’t my middle name.”

“You’re not DENYING it! It's not even been a DAY yet, Steve!”

“No, I’m not—well… I’d call it more an interest than a crush, but that’s why I’m calling you, what would you do?”

“Pine uselessly for years, you know this.”

“Got it, pine uselessly” He could do that. He was doing that already, sort of. He’d watched in squinty eyed rage while a newsstand cashier with a nose ring flirted with his fake boyfriend while he grabbed a drink to down during the wait between flights. It didn’t go anywhere, Eddie barely even noticed, but Steve noticed. Steve noticed everything. “You really should ask Vi—”

“NO. Listen Steve, as the kids would say, you have found an ‘ultimate cheat code’ to asking your crush out, listen closely now, don’t want you to miss it… you’re already dating him!”

“It’s fake though!” Luckily his parents were off showing Eddie a cool mural they found last time they flew through. No chance of them hearing him.

“So?! Just act like it’s real! It’s like a test, you have a week to see if you’re actually growing ooey gooeys for this guy, and at the end of it, you’ll know if you wanna keep him.” Brilliant in theory but one small hiccup

“What if he doesn’t want me at the end of the week?” The fact that he hadn’t had a solid date in forever before the scheme looming over his head and heart like a dark cloud of suffering.

“I will eat my own shoe. Trust me dingus, trust me. He’ll want you, just work that mysterious Harrington Charm I’ve heard so much about. You’re already half-way there, you get to kiss him already.”

“…Okay, it’s gotta be the real stinker shoe though, you know the one.”

“The skunk one?!”

“Yep. The skunk one.”

“But we were gonna use that on—” Kevin, they were gonna hide it in Kevin’s office after he refused every holiday request Robin put in for a month after she, very politely, shot him and his advances down, why they still had it was… a mystery. They kept forgetting to get rid of it. “Fine, the skunk one. I will eat the skunk shoe, that is how confident I am that Eddie will want you, now please go and spend time with your way cooler than you boyfriend before your parents turn him into a normie.”

“Miss you already.”

“Miss you more”

“Miss you most.”

“Hang up.”

“No you han—” she hung up, and Steve couldn’t help but laugh about it knowing that undoubtedly. She’d be laughing on her end too.

The second flight was much easier to get Eddie onto. In fact, after they spent the hour between flights milling around the terminal, Eddie led him down the gangway, hand in hand, demanding he hurry up or “they’ll leave without us, my precious little harlot!!” there was no rush, they were actually first in line at the gate in front of his own parents, whom Eddie beat to the front of the queue, dragging Steve with him, still ribbing him for the mile high club thing.

He was not going to live that down any time soon.

The flight, in theory would give him a lot of time to think though. Nine hours. In seats that were too far apart. His parents in the middle of the cabin in a semi-enclosed pod-like structure comprised of two seats and a desk between them which they both shared to work on some paperwork, and he and Eddie on opposite sides of the plane.

Which sucked. Because he couldn’t hold Eddie’s hand.

He couldn’t make sure Eddie was okay, and that alone really dug into his time to think about things, because his brain was quite stuck on the fact that Eddie was alone on the other side of the cabin likely going through it as the second flight excitement could only last so long, and that just wasn’t okay.

Eddie couldn’t even do anything to pass the time, he’d packed all but one of his notebooks in his checked luggage, Steve was pretty damn sure he'd go insane if he had to just sit there with nothing to do for a whole nine hours.

So, they teamed up. From opposite sides of the cabin, because somehow Eddie just understood what Steve wanted him to do without having to be told.

It took them a joint effort all of one hour into the flight to puppy-dog eye his parents into switching seats with them.

This allowed them to pick at each other’s ‘gourmet’ meals, Eddie stealing several of his steak fries, and Steve stealing both the last bite of his steak, and two of his orange slices, it allowed Eddie to ramble on about the D&D campaign he was plotting to send the kids through when they got back, allowed Steve to subtly plant the idea into Eddie's mind that maybe... maybe he might be interested in seeing what that looked like.

Maybe they could hold the first session at his place when his parents went away again. Plenty of room! He could watch for once, instead of ribbing Dustin for it and purposefully never getting the name of the game right.

All leading to them both settling in their reclining seats, wrapped up in blankets, facing each other's smiling faces, and falling into an incredibly easy food-coma slumber for the remainder of their flight.

Both wishing the seats were just... a little closer.

Part 15

#PirateWrites #FakeItTillYouMakeItFiclet #Steddie #No Upside Down AU #Fake Dating AU #do not question my airline knowledge #i have none #i'm winging it #lmao winging it... cause planes? anyway #and i dont wanna know if i'm wrong #so shhhhhhhhhhh i'm right because i say i am

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y-umiko · 2 years

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TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN YOU CALL THEM BY THEIR FIRST NAME FOR THE FIRST TIME

CHARACTER(S): Ran . Hanma . Baji . Kisaki

WARNING/S: none :/ p.2 Rindou . Mitsuya . Sanzu . Mikey A/n: First time writing for Kisaki :P

Ran Haitani

"Hey, how come you're dating my brother but you're still calling him by his last name? it gets confusing sometimes"

It was a question randomly raised by the younger Haitani, You've known the Haitani brothers simple as the older Haitani and the younger Haitani that it never occurred to you to call them their given name. much less your boyfriend, not even when you call him by his last name and both the Haitani brothers would turn around.

it took you a couple of days to muster the courage to mutter his first name but never find the opportunity to say it. until the perfect opportunity arises.

somehow, Ran woke up on the wrong side of the bed that he decided to ignore you for the rest of the day.

"The cool older Haitani, notice me~" you whined as you poke Ran on his cheeks but receive no response as he continues to scroll through his phone.

"Babe" you continued but Ran continued to act as if you didn't exist. but you didn't give up.

"Sweetheart? Honey?" you continued, listing down words to find the magical password, it reach the point you were already crawled under his arms and were seating down on his lap. but Ran was a patient man.

"my cinnamon roll?"

you let out a sigh as Ran continues to scroll through his phone, actually finding it hard to ignore you, but more than half of him enjoys the nicknames you give blurting out. but he never thought you would grab both his cheeks and forcefully make him look at you.

"Ran" you coaxed so gently, as you stare at his eyes with so much gentleness, it took him a couple of seconds, eyes widening before a blush of red exploded on his cheeks, and seeing his reaction, your cheeks adorned the same color as is.

you attempted to pull back your hands but Ran was quick to stop you, putting his own warm hands on top of yours and nuzzling his cheeks on your palms.

"That's an underhand tactic Y/n" he grinned "I don't mind being called by you like that from now on"

you can't hide the smile on your face as he admits that, while Ran keeps replaying how you said his name so sweetly.

"I guess I should call your younger brother his given name too" you voice out once to Ran who immediately shook his head.

"don't bother, he can be the younger Haitani to you for the rest of his life"

Shuji Hanma

Hanma was called by his last name by everyone around him, considering you never heard someone call him by his first name. calling him by his last name felt so natural that it never crosses your mind.

until Kisaki pointed it out, making you wonder why you never thought about it when Hanma so casually called you by your first name even before you were dating.

Hanma was beating up someone as usual when you saw him again after Kisaki gave you a lot to think about.

"…Shuji" you called out loud to catch his attention, testing how it felt to say his name.

Hanma was midway punching someone when he flinches upon hearing your familiar voice with a somewhat familiar name. he stops midway, to glance back at you, an indescribable expression on his face.

he was only able to snap back to reality when the person he was beating up punch him straight right into the face. but it didn't stop him to knock out his opponent and make his way toward you, a serious glint on his eyes.

"Say it again" he demanded

"What is?" you teasily hum, playfully smirking at his sudden change in attitude, feeling your heart swell up knowing you had the kind of effect on him. but the moment didn't last as Hanma gently grabs both your shoulder to pull you more towards him before leaning down and resting his forehead on yours.

"one more time"

he sighs, while your cheeks feel warmer from the sudden proximity, his eyes telling how serious it is for him.

"Shuji" you let out so gently that his heart fluttered, a rare tint of red on his cheeks as he slid down his head, resting it between your neck and shoulder.

"Haa…you're driving me crazy"

God knows how long he's been waiting for you to say it, It's safe to say that Hanma loves it. a little thanks to Kisaki.

Keisuke Baji

"Hey, how come you're dating Baji-san but you're still calling him by his last name?"

It was a question randomly raised by Chifuyu one afternoon, and no matter how much you rack your brain you were not able to find the answer so you resorted to answering into something childish.

"you've known each other longer than I do but you still call him Baji"

"Hey!"

The conversation ended in playful banter, but Chifuyu's words kept echoing in your mind that you kept practicing on your mind, planning to call him by his first name the next time you saw Baji.

"…Keisuke" you shyly called out, lips parted as you mutter his name as you practiced on your mind a hundred times.

There was a slight flinch from him but Baji acted like nothing happened, naturally stopping what he was doing before your arrival, clearing his throat before answering back.

"what?" he asks, acting indifferent but his flushed cheeks say otherwise. the way his eyes keep darting anywhere but yours, you couldn't help but tease him, curious how far you push him into his limit.

"Keisuke" you called once more, further reddening the captain's cheeks as he quickly turned around to continue tinkering with his prior activities, his back at you as he tries to hide his flustered face, but the red tips of his ears won't fool you.

"Do you need something?" he barely let out, stuttering on the first letter.

"you look so cute do you know that?" you shot back with a laugh, happy with how he reacts to his name, getting more from what you bargained "…Keisuke"

"slow down y/n! my heart can't take anymore!"

Baji feels like his heart is going to explode every time you say his name, but nonetheless he likes hearing it coming from you.

Tetta Kisaki

It never bothered you that you kept calling Kisaki by his last name until it occurred to you that it may be bothering Kisaki, considering you two were dating. you were used to calling him by his last name that you didn't know how to approach the topic to him and just decided to do it when there was a perfect opportunity.

Kisaki was in a mad mood when you came to his office, his eyebrows were furrowed as he slammed his phone down the table before furiously writing on some documents.

"Something happened?" you hesitantly voice out as you slowly close the door behind you. Kisaki let out a sigh calming himself down.

"Just some things not going the way I intend it to be" he mumbled, briefly stopping writing before continuing once again.

you stare at his appearance, and he was obviously tired and tense. so being a good lover you walk towards Kisaki, plant yourself behind him, and let your hands wander on his shoulder, massaging his tense muscles.

Kisaki breathes out and loosens under your touch as your fingers rub the tense muscles on his shoulder. seeing that Kisaki calmed down, you felt like it was an opportunity to try out voicing out the name you mumbled on your mind countless times.

"you shouldn't push yourself too much, you're working too hard Kisa-...Tetta"

suddenly his whole body tenses as he drops the pen he was holding, before reaching a hand up to hold yours on his shoulder. letting out a breath as he grips your hand before he turns around, putting your hand up to his cheeks.

"say it once again" he mumbled as he looks up at you, and the vulnerability in his eyes has you blurting his name once again, this time more softly, causing a smile to appear on his lips.

"I knew it" he mumbles "hearing you say my name would sound so good"

"I'm sorry, it took me long enough" you timidly apologized, But Kisaki didn't mind it because it was worth all the wait.

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autismprotocol · 1 month

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TMAG Theory Board Update (EP 11-12)

Hi guys sorry about the late posting I've just started a new quarter of college and its been pretty hectic. also got into my school design BFA program so pretty stoked about that! Anyways lets get into the Episode Breakdowns because even though not a lot of lore related things happened I still have a lot to talk about

For the breakdown I'll separate each by episode in sequential order

What Happened in Episode 11: Marked

Celias Rude Awakening- we jump right into the weirdness straight away with Celia waking up on the side of the interstate. she indicates that this is not a weird occurrence and ends the scene by telling someone named Jack that she's "on her way." If you remember episode 8 after Celia and Sam talk to Gerry and Gertrude, she mentions stuff about wanting help with her own mystery. When Sam asks about it she says she's looking into Time travel, other dimentions and teleportation. Many people have theorized that maybe Celia is just a super heavy sleepwalker, but I think the she teleports random places out of nowhere. This could be a side effect of her reality hopping if this Celia is originally from The archives universe.

As for the identity of Jack I'm not quite sure about that yet. I cross referenced the name Jack with past episodes of TMA. The only thing that came up was Jack Barnabas from the statement about dating Agnes Montague (aka an avatar of the desolation and Jesus-like figure for the cult of the lightless flame) So Unless Celia is secretly Agnes of Agnes reincarnated , I can't find any way to link Barnabas to Celia. (if anyone has a theory feel free to send it my way.)

Sam Lore- this one is pretty minor story-wise but I thought it was interesting. Before the statement for the episode is presented we get some classic Sam and Alice Banter ™ most of it is pretty lighthearted but I noticed Sam mention something that could indicate he might be an amputee.

These could not mean anything and I find it weird that it hasn't been mentioned until now but thought it was kind of cool and I will probably be drawing sam with a prothetic leg in the future cause I really like this head-canon. It also begs to question if he is missing a leg. it might have anything to do with his past as a Magnus institute test subject but then again could just be a fun character detail added by Jonny and/or Alex .

The Statement- Getting into the statement we get another Ink5oul appearance. Also possible Ink5oul identifying as she/they. (and lets be honest being a fear avatar is pretty non binary core). I found this Episode gave me a feeling of a hybrid between the Vast, Buried and the Flesh some people are theorizing that is might be a new entity called the Deep but I think that the fear of the ocean could easily apply to the vast or buried. Not much to say about this story though pretty standard Magnus horror that also gave us a hint to what Ink5oul's goal could be/which entity they serve.

Post Bonzo- Gwen has a debrief with Lena after her first Externals Liason assignment and her meeting with Mr. Bonzo. Undoubtedly Gwen is still pretty shaken from her encounter, even arriving late to work due to sleeplessness. Gwen is able to ask Lena a few questions mainly she wanted to know who's name was written on the letter given to Bonzo

Lena is largely unhelpful but tells Gwen she should have worked it out by now and if not to pay close attention to the case load for the next couple of days. before the latest episode my guess was Klaus because that is the only person mentioned so far that the OIAR intends to kill. but more on that later

Marked- Now were getting to my favorite thing about this episode. This episode title can have two meanings. The first is the more literal interpretation. Tattoos are marking of the body and the case this episode was all about tattoos so easily a good name would be marked. But I believe this is a red herring meant to misguide listeners who have not consumed all 200 episodes of TMA because if you know the world of Magnus Archives the term Marked takes on a entirely different meaning.

In TMA the term marked is used to indicate that somebody has been influenced by one or more or the fears and are one their way to becoming an Avatar. I think this could be a coded way to tell the audience someone in the OIAR has been marked. I have two potential candidates

Alice Dyer- Alice has been having dreams about the Institute after her and Sam's adventure into the ruins. also she mentions feeling like someone's watching her (common to people influenced or fed upon by the Ceaseless Watcher/The Eye) My guess if she is marked it would be by the Eye.

Gwendolyn Bouchard: Probably the most likely culprit. The main way an entitly tends to mark people is through encounters with other avatars. Gwen has just had an encounter with Mr Bonzo last episode who I strongly believe must be an avatar of some sort.

What Happened in Episode 12: Getting Off

Aww Sam!!- Sam asked Celia out and it was adorably awkward. not much to say I just loved this interaction and I'm longing for a new Magnus brand office romance hopefully is wont be an agonizing slowburn that ends tragically like a certain pair of morons from Archives (I love you Jon and Martin but Jesus christ)

It's Bonzo time bitches!!- Probably one of the most gruesome Magnus statement I've ever listened to (good work Alex) Mr Bonzo completely annihilated some poor dude at his bachelor party. Based on the date of the Incident the I can confidently say that whoever Baz (the groom) was he was our mystery person the OIAR sent Mr Bonzo to get rid of. Along with some of the bloodiest imagery we learned a few things about Bonzo. The most interesting detail is that Bonzo has to be summoned by playing his theme song I think the CD of his theme song acts somewhat like the tapes did in TMA by materialising out of nowhere. Also fun fact you know that torn seam that is right down Bonzo's middle? that is actually is his mouth lined with rows sharp teeth so I guess I know that now (so fun) Moral of the story dont f*ck with Mr. Bonzo

Alice knows something: Theres been this recurring audio glitch throughout TMAGP thatnks to a few extremly observent fans we have started to relize that these glitches are not at all random and are actually letting the audience know when a character is lying (i actually reposted somones deepdive into all the istances of this glitch so far if you guys are intrested in knowing more) why i bring this up now is becuase since we know when any charater is lying we also know when they are being truthful if there is no glitch when they say somthing and at the end of this episode this interaction occurs

Alice goes ahead and makes a joke about this to annoy Gwen but the fact theres no audio glitch when she says "I know" means she does actually know who is behind the OIAR and is activly refusing to share it with Gwen or the others. What do you know Alice!?

and that's about it im already loving these next batch of episodes and am so excited to learn more (ERROR has to show up somtime )

thanks to everyone who resonded the poll on the last update I will continue to include drawings into the breakdown even if it takes me a little bit of time to post. anyways I wrote this all in one sitting and I'm about ready to pass out so thanks again and the ask box and comments are always open for discussion and theory crafting.

-Echo

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bluelovessjy · 2 years

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Legal line reacting to his pregnant s/o

genre: fluff, angst

Warning: mention of sex, mention of abortion, teen pregnancy (please stay safe and be careful)

Heeseung

You two were having one of your usual home dates where you ate all kinds of junk, played games, watched movies...

However you were a little... Boring?

You complained that the smell of pizza made you nauseous and decided to eat a can of sardines you found in the enhypen dorm fridge.

You slept through the movie and when Heeseung woke you up you immediately ran to the bathroom because the sardine didn't suit you well.

For some reason you couldn't look at Jake's face who was forced to lock himself in his room because whenever he appeared you complained that he was irritating you for no reason.

"Babe what's gotten into you today? Jake is almost crying in the bedroom because you didn't let him take a piece of pizza you didn't even want to eat"

"Hee I'm not cool to argue right now" you said feeling your sickness returning

"I'm not fighting with you, I just want to understand what...." The boy couldn't finish the sentence because at the same time you just fainted.

You woke up in a hospital room, with no sign of your boyfriend. You pressed the button next to you to call the nurse and asked what happened

"Miss passed out, your boyfriend brought you to the hospital. By the way, Miss, it's very dangerous to go so long without eating while pregnant"

"Pregnant? Oh no no you must have me confused"

"Miss is Y/N right?"

"Right"

"Then there is no mistake, the miss is pregnant"

You barely had time to reason the information out when your boyfriend walked through the door with a huge basket and a balloon that said "Congratulations"

"Babe you woke up!"

"I'll leave you alone" the nurse left the room and Heeseung held her hand

"No no, don't say anything" he said handing you the basket "first of all, you have symptoms of anemia you know? You need to eat, there are a lot of cookies in the basket, I know you love them"

He arranged a lock of his hair that fell in his face and continued

"Second, when were you going to tell me you're pregnant?"

"Wait...so the nurse wasn't making fun of me? I really am..."

"OH GOD... Didn't you know? maybe that explains why you got sick of Jake's face"

"HEE FORGET JAKE I'M PREGNANT WHAT WILL THE COMPANY SAY?"

"no matter what the company says our family comes first" kiss your forehead "now hurry up and eat the cookies for our baby, my baby"

Jay

"then?" Jay asked you on the other side of the bathroom door.

Jay had forced you to take a pregnancy test after having a dream where you were pregnant, you tried to tell him that was bullshit but he refuted it with "my father dreamed that my mother was pregnant of me and I think I am very real" so there you were

"Done" you opened the door holding the test that still hadn't given any results "we have to wait 5 minutes"

He pulled you to sit on his lap, he rested his head on your chest where he could hear your heart beating

"Although I think it's absolute bullshit" you started ruffling his hair "what do we do if your dream is right?"

"Well, we'll have to buy a house first, we'll have to search for good nannies, create a plan with our tight schedules..."

"You speak so calmly"

"Oh no... I'm not at all calm, I'm terrified" he lifted his head to look at you "but I know you're going to be a wonderful mother and I'm going to do my best to do a good job like my father did "

"Would you prefer a boy or a girl?"

"I have no preference, I will pamper regardless of gender" he gave a light seal on his lips "although having a little you to pamper would make me incredibly in love"

"You have the profile of a jealous girl father"

"I have?"

"I can imagine you saying: PARK YEJI NO BOYFRIENDS UNTIL 45" you struggled to make a voice similar to his

"Yeji is not a bad name by the way"

"Look, 5 minutes"

And there was...

pregnant +2

"I guess we can consider Yeji then"

"My dreams never fail I'm telling you"

Jake

it was late at night

You and Jake were sitting face-to-face with your CEO, who had hurriedly arranged this meeting without specifying why.

Jake was so nervous about the situation that his hands wouldn't stop sweating for a minute, all that was going through his mind at the moment was the fear that this meeting would mean the end of your relationship. You held his hand under the table in hopes of giving him some support.

"I'm sorry for the scare I caused, but I needed to talk about it with you in private. Y/N has been feeling sick in rehearsals for a while, we requested a blood test to identify the reason for this malaise.... Well, this is the result of your exams"

Without further ado, your CEO just placed a folder on the table and asked you to open it. When you took the document and read it you immediately turned white, Jake took the paper from your hand to see what it means, and just like you he became static.

Pregnant

you were pregnant

"This can't be serious" you added "n-no way"

"come on, I don't need to explain to you how human reproduction works, we just need to have a conversation about how we're going to proceed from here"

You two were just dumbfounded, without the ability to reason at that moment. Realizing this your CEO gave you the next day off, so you could sort this out, and soon you two were back in your dorm.

The drive in the car was absolute silence and when Jake heard you saying you were going to take a shower he immediately grabbed your wrist.

"I know you are trying to postpone the conversation, please you are pregnant with my baby and we had no idea"

You nodded sitting on your bed, your eyes immediately met Jake's which sparkled like two diamonds.

"OH GOD I'M SO HAPPY" he yelled making you feel confused

Of course you knew Jake always wanted a family, and you talked about it sometimes, but always thinking about the distant future.

"Jake"

"You'll look so beautiful with a pregnant belly, and don't worry I'll go out at dawn to buy you anything you want to eat"

"Jake"

"And you don't have to worry I'll take the night shifts so you can sleep"

"Jake"

"We're going to need a house for the three of us, we can't live with our baby in our dorms"

"JAEYUN LISTEN TO ME" his attention was drawn to you "I don't know if I want to keep this"

"Oh... I see...... I'm sorry, that possibility didn't cross my mind"

"You're not mad?"

Jake went to you and laid you down carefully on your bed, lying next to you and rubbing your cheeks with his hands "Jagi I really want to have a family with you, you have no idea how happy that would make me, I know it would take a lot responsibility and sacrifice but I'm willing, I'm willing to sacrifice everything for our little family.... But you come first, you're my universe, my life, my everything"

he rose a little to stand above you and kiss you

" You are the most important thing in my life and I am willing to sacrifice our little family for your well being, I will not force you to be a mom just cause it is my dream, I want you to be a mother of my baby cause you want it"

You were so lucky to have him

"Are you going to take the night shifts?"

"And change all the diapers"

"Maybe... Maybe we can make it work" you said causing an explosion of happiness in the boy who gave you thousands of kisses and especially kisses on your belly

Sunghoon

"Is this some kind of prank?" Sunghoon asked after looking at the "pregnant +4" test you had given him.

"I wouldn't joke about it" you reply, Sunghoon walked tirelessly with his hands on his head.

"This can't be serious, when did..... OH SHIT... shit, shit SHIT"

"Hoon please yelling won't solve the problem"

"Yes I know, I'm sorry" he sat beside you on the bed, still running his hands through his hair, trying to control his breathing. You stood there in silence for what felt like centuries, until you were forced to break the silence.

"I want to keep him" that simple phrase was enough to make the boy freak out again.

"Do you realize what you just said? Do you understand the seriousness of this?"

"Yes I do, but i want to take that responsibility, it was our mistake and he doesn't have to pay for our mistake"

"Y/N understands "he" doesn't even have a conscience yet, it's not like he understands or suffers, it will happen if we decide to keep it and we can't handle it"

He noticed your features change as he finished the sentence, which made him give his hair a ruffle again.

"Hey... hey look I'm sorry" he pulled you into a hug "I love you, I love you more than anything in this world and of course I want to have a family with you" a pause to rub your cheek " I just... I don't want you to lose your life, your freedom, for our mistake"

The two of you exchanged tender, affectionate looks before he pulled you closer and kissed you on the forehead.

"Look... If you really want to have this baby I'll take my responsibility... I'll take care of you two"

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dana-chan-the-control-brain · 5 months

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I'm just gonna throw it out there cuz idk how many people have given you crap about this:

1). Solar labeled himself a "cousin" at EARTHS INSISTENCE. He straight up says that thinking about it in a "familial relationship" way doesnt work and is confusing see KC Eclipse Lunar Bloodmoon etc and hes only told that to Earth. Frankly, I think he, Moon and Sun think of Solar as "member of this family". Also, robots.

2). Moon can still develop feelings for someone, even if he's still aro/ace. I cant see Moon as EVER being the romantic type, and pretty much everyone in THIS show finds any sort of "physical" relationship weird and/or gross. Frankly, I read Solar as aro/ace too, cuz while the dude is CLEARLY capable of pining he really doesn't seem like the romantic type. So shipping Moon and Solar doesnt invalidate anyone's identity, especially since falling in love doesn't have to be romantic or physical *glares judgingly at society*

Also, imagine Solar and Moon going on non-romantic dates. Like they go to an anime convention or something and Moons completely needing out and Solars just like "you're a loser *heart eyes*"

WAIT NO BETTER IDEA!

Sun, who IS a romantic type, is like "I want my brother to have the best so I'm gonna help you guys get together" and Solars just like "pls no" and Sun tries to help make the perfect date, but both members are AGGRESSIVELY romantic and by the end Solar and Moon ditch Sun and like go play God of War or something X3

AH!

Surprisingly, no one has been giving me crap about much. I'm actually surprised with how chill everyone has been and how much on board they are with my silly little ship train idea. I'm actually happy everyone has been really cool and accepting so far.

And yes, this is true, and I went into a few posts about it. One post I went into specifics on the flexibility and "subject to change" nature about relationships in Robots. But agreed.

2. And yeah! Exactly. Back in the Early days of the show, Sun tried to pair Moon up on dates all the time, so it could have been a possibility that the old Moon was Romantic, or he wasn't, and Sun was just misreading the situation.... Also I never got his goal in trying to ship his brother with Roxanne other then to just be a voyeur because he's the one who liked her

And the only reason in my shipping Scenarios why Solar doesn't test his boundaries isn't cause he's acephobic in a majority of my scenarios. but moreso he doesn't want to violate Moon's trust or test his limits. Moon has given him so much, he doesn't want to ruin his friendship or the only home he's ever known.

Also NewMoon said he's "Questioning" right now, and that's also fine. And most likely i'll just draw from my own demi/ace experiences in a lot of ships I like/portray. Because I only know how to write my own experiences. It's not to invalidate others. I'm not every ace person in existence and it's such a wide spectrum so I can't account for everyone. I just write and brainstorm what feels right to me.

And. 3. gehaoghawefh Cute idea.

#danachan's replies #danachan's asks #tsams au #solarmoon #solar x moon

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Hi Leah! For strictly scandalous can you please do…..Drunkenly hitting on Bob at the bar with everyone. Like it’s making him such a wreck. But he knows he can’t do anything because his morals physically won’t let him.

“Hangman—please, you gotta take your sister home before I crack and end up taking her home myself!” Bob was practically ripping his own hair out in sexual frustration.

“Yeah, okay—“ Bob remembers Jake sighing in defeat, his night had been cut short by your drunken antics. Downing the rest of his beer before he stood. Making a direct path your way through the crowded bar—pushing people side to side before he was slumping you over his shoulder. “Come on you horny bitch, let’s get you outta here before Robert here ruins his tighty whities”

“But it’s not midnight yet!” You huffed over your brother's shoulder as he carried you out of the bar. It was New Year’s Eve. You’d all been out celebrating yet another year that the entire squadron had lived through together. A team united in blood sweat and compassion.

“Yeah well for you it’s midnight enough—“

That’s what led Bob to this moment, he’s got his tighty whities around his ankles. His jeans too, he couldn’t waist a second kicking them off as he slouched back on his couch—vigorously jerking himself off to the thoughts of everything you’d said to him in what he could only assume was a drunken haze. Come the first of January, which would be in approximately four minutes—you’d forget ever having tried to get Bob to take you home. But the memory would serve Bob well for now as he pumped himself to the thought of you.

“I think I’d really like it if you and I got outta here a little earlier—“ You had whispered in his ear earlier that night after only two vanilla and rhubarb cocktails. He could smell the spirits lacing your breath and knew instantly he couldn’t. Not when you were inebriated. “You know, I have a thing for this weapons system officer who always stops by my shop before and after his flights.” The comments started early on and were on all accounts quite vanilla. But they still had Bob in a flurry—stroking himself senseless as he let himself moan your name and think about everything he’d do to you if he’d just given in and taken you back to his.

“Like what you see?” Bob had been staring at you all night, the dress you’d been wearing was beautiful and classy but he wanted nothing more than to rip it off your body. His first tightened a little more as he slowly his rhythm down a tad. Not wanting to get to his destination too quickly. “Wanna see a little more?” You’d started to lift your dress a little higher so Bob could see more of your thigh. He’d panicked and gripped your wrist, stopping you from exposing yourself. The giggle you’d let escape told him you knew what you were doing. Taunting him. “You’re looking awfully flushed there Robert—wanna go down to the beach and cool off?”

“I’m not going anywhere with you, stop this—now.” Bob was trying his darndest. His mother had raised a true southern gentleman. He never swore he never drank. And he certainly never taken a girl he liked home to fuck her brains out before he’d taken her out on a real date no matter how much she was trying to make him crack. You were testing his limits though. “You’re doing things to me—“ Bob remembers whispering through gritted teeth as he felt his jeans getting too tight for comfort. The way your teeth sunk into your bottom teeth made his chest hurt. They were heart palpitations surely. “I’m going insane here, please—“

“Would it drive you crazy to know I’ve been fucking myself to the thought of you almost every night since I was transferred here?” It did in fact drive him crazy, but what made Bob lose his goddamn mind was when he’d lost sight of you for all of five seconds before you were taking his hand and placing a balled up bunch of black lace in his hand. “Here, hold these will you? I don’t need them anymore.” Pumping himself as he sighed in relief, Bob remembered that you’d given him your panties. He’d pocketed them in a hurry—so nervous someone had seen what you had done as he looked around, losing you in the process.

“Ohhh god yess—Y/n, baby—please.” Bob's chest rumbled as he continued working himself over in the dark of his living room. Wishing his hand was you. He’d thought about how you might feel, if you’d take control or let Bob do the work. Either way he wouldn’t mind, just as long as he got to call you his.

“Touch me?” You had asked as you sat beside Bob at one of the booths. He’d thought maybe some food would do you good. Confiscating your last drink in favor of something hot and carb loaded. “Please Bob, wanna feel your hands on me.” Spreading your legs under the table, you helped guide Bob's hand between your legs. His finger softly trailed up your thigh—landing dangerously close to your core. “Go on, touch me baby.” That was the moment you had him, Bob was about to crack, take you home and fuck you senseless but he couldn’t. He couldn’t do that knowing how much you’d regret it in the morning. This was all alcohol—it had to be. “I’m so wet just thinking about how you’d feel inside me.”

“You don’t know how bad I want you.” Bob growled against your lips before he pressed his lips against yours. Remembering the sensation that ignited the moment you two connected. Like electricity coursing through his veins. “But I can’t—you regret it.”

“The only thing I regret is not dragging you off to the bathroom and sucking you off right now.” Nope, nope that was it—Bob was on his feet making a Beeline for your brother the second you’d said that because he knew that you weren’t joking. You had those fuck me eyes everyone’s told him you gave him on a regular basis that he’d never noticed before.

Now here he was, jerking himself off because Rober Floyd couldn’t make a move. His phone rang beside him. Your face lit up the dark living room. Before he could even register what he was doing. Bob was answering on speaker.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“I wanted you to hear me say your name when I cum.” You were quick to explain as you moaned through the speaker. Bob pumped his fist against his slicked up cock as fast as he could. Too hard to think about the consequences they may come tomorrow. “Bob—! Oh Bob baby I’m so fucking close!” Holding your vibrator to your throbbing pussy. Legs splayed out as you bucked your hips against the intense vibrations. “Shit!! I’m gonna need you to tell me I can come for you Bob, please—please tell me I can come for you.” Was this phone sex? Was that what was happening right now? Or was Bob having a wet dream because he couldn’t tell. Either way? He wanted to play along.

“Oh you can cum for me any time, pretty girl.” Bob's drawl was way too prominent, a little more confident in the comfort of the darkness in his own living room. “God you sound so good moaning my name, shit—!” He was seconds away from release, trying to hold back his orgasm as Bob heard you yelp on the other side of the line.

“Ohhhh Bob I’m coming I’m coming I’m coming—!! Ahhhh fuck!”

“Oh I’m with you baby ahhhh—ohhhh ohhh yess!!” In respective houses, you came together. Bob all over his stomach as you laid there pulsing around your vibratory in a horny daze. Silence had never felt so loud as you collected your thoughts, Bob too.

“Hey Bob?”

“Yeah—?”

“Come over?”

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#strictlyscandalous // Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd

#robert 'bob' floyd #strictly scandalous // topgun #bob floyd x y/n #robert bob floyd x reader #bob floyd smut

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abbatoirablaze · 2 months

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Behind Closed Doors, Chapter 2

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: mentions of sex, swearing, mentions of bodily fluids.

“Fuck…”

Chris watched you like a hawk as the smallest of snores passed your lips. He smiled from his spot at the foot of the bed.

Shortly after you had fallen asleep, he’d gently spread you out on the bed so he could watch himself spilling from between your thighs.

He was obsessed with the amount of chemistry the two of you shared; and even more so with watching the after-effects of your relations spilling from your thoroughly used hole.

He smiled to himself, watching your body. He could picture you months from now, swelling with his child, his seed still spilling from your core because he couldn’t get enough. And neither could you.

The two of you had made a mess of the bed, you in particular leaving his sheets all but soaked as he pulled orgasm after orgasm from you, before finally spilling his seed in your tight, warm channel.

But as you slept, part of him felt like the moment was so right.

You felt so right.

He knew that his decision to move forward in creating a family for himself had been the right one.

You looked at him owlishly as you were led into a room with a few other women.

It felt more like a lineup as the company’s manager Elroy Petashnik had the half a dozen women that Chris and his mother had picked out.

“You know, we don’t normally get a lot of parents coming in with their sons to pick out a girl…” Elroy chuckled as he gave Chris’ mother a tight-lipped smile, “Lisa-“

“You can call me Ms. C,” she said shortly, “and I came with my Christopher because this isn’t just a PR stunt. He wants to settle down…start a family. But he doesn’t want to just go on a dating site or meet someone off the street. He’s assured me that your company is the best in…whatever this is.”

“Think of me like a matchmaker,” he smiled softly, “Chris’ manager came to me because of success with previous clients.”

“Which was why I helped him narrow it down,” she answered, “I trust his manager with helping him make business decisions. One of these girls is to be part of our family. So, consider this meeting a preliminary test of that.”

“Noted,” he replied gently, “the women we have gathered are from the age range, and specifications that were given to us-“

“There weren’t more women?” Lisa scoffed.

“Mom…”

“These were the women that Mr. Evans and yourself had previously okayed, and that were alright with the possibility of leaving the company and having children,” Mr. Petashnik finished as Chris’ eyes trailed the line of women, stopping nearly at the end, his eyes meeting yours, “Mr. Evans, Ms. C, do you two have any initial questions before we go any further into this?”

You were gentle in how you raised your hand.

The other women avoided eye contact with you, the girls on either side, taking a step away from you and how you’d drawn the attention to yourself. They were having a discussion like the lot of you weren’t in the room, and while you had agreed to be put in the situation, you did in fact have questions of your own.

“Yes?” Chris asked softly, instantly drawn in by you.

“I just want to know how serious you are about this, Mr. Evans?” you asked softly.

Chris’ brow rose as he looked at you, “excuse me?”

“While I’m entirely open to the idea of settling down, I am curious about your motives,” you replied honestly, “I’m sure all of us have seen the type of situations you put yourself into with stories of you in the tabloids…and the characters you play aren’t a far cry from the press you get, are they? I guess, what I’m asking is, are you looking for a hole to fill, or a wife?”

Lisa laughed, clearly amused by how you were unafraid in addressing her son. But Chris crossed his arms, trying to keep his cool, “I can assure you, that I’m looking to settle down. But out of curiosity, what character exactly are you referring to?”

“I’m sure we’ve all seen Not Another Teen Movie,” you giggled softly, “you seem quite like Jake Wyler…”

“You think I’m just some empty-headed guy looking for a quick fix or a woman to change on a bet?”

“Well, you aren’t looking for a banana split!” you teased softly. Lisa laughed from beside her son, making a comment about ‘liking you already.’

“Don’t worry…I’ll save the banana split for the third date!” he teased; his own smile unable to be held back by how you challenged him. His eyes fell away from yours as he tried to look at the other women in the group to see if they had any fire to them, “does anyone else have any questions?”

“Chris…”

He shifted in his chair, his attention going from your core to your eyes, and how you were sitting up, sleepily wiping your eyes.

He hadn’t realized how his throat went dry.

Or how he had been lost in his train of thought, thinking about the first time he’d met you, and how far the two of you had come in just those two months of interviews and two weeks of being together.

“Hmm?”

“A-are you watching me sleep again?”

A blush rose to his cheeks, and he nervously bit his upper lip as he eyed you down, “Maybe…”

“You watching it slip out of me won’t keep it in or speed up the process that we’re going through,” you teased, “it won’t knock me up any faster.”

“Only one way to do that!” he smirked, sitting forward, “knocking you up, that is. And that means me putting even more in any time I see it slipping out of you…”

“Well, what are you doing out of bed then, big guy?” you asked gently, motioning for him to come back to bed, “waiting for all of your hard work to make an appearance before you slide back in?”

Chris chuckled to himself for a moment before standing from his chair and walking over to the side of the bed, where the blanket had fallen off during the heat of the moment hours earlier.

“You’re tired!” he reminded you as he slipped onto the bed; the mattress dipping ever so slightly as his weight added to it, “I’m not going to make you even more exhausted…”

“Please do,” you grinned, “I love how well I sleep after I’ve been thoroughly tired out!”

“Yeah?” he asked, “you know…I never noticed it until earlier, but you have the cutest, small little snores when I fuck all the energy out of you…”

“Oh, do I?”

He nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips as he wrapped his arms around you, “yes…and honestly, I’m not sure whether I like having sex with you more, or watching how peaceful you are after we’ve gone a few rounds…”

“Chris Evans…wants to take breaks during sex?” you teased, pressing another kiss to his lips, “who is this man, and what has he done to the future father of my child?”

“Made him sentimental, is all…at least a little bit,” he shrugged gently, “Makes my urge to fill you even stronger…but I’m not going to just cum in you because I can…”

“I thought you wanted to use me all the time!” you answered, reminding him of the conversation the two of you had during one of the final interviews, “remember? What happened to that man?”

“Exclusivity!” he said slowly, eyeing your reaction, as he looked over the checklist he’d created for the final interview, “what are your thoughts on it?”

“If you really do want to have children and settle down, then it’s the only right answer. At least if you want a promise that any child would be yours genetically,” you replied gently, “that is still what you want, isn’t it?”

“It is,” he agreed, “just-last interview I guess it took one of the girls off guard when I mentioned it. She seemed to think that she would be able to take bookings outside of that.”

“I read up on what the BCD contract is,” you admitted, “ I know that it refers to far more than just the standard PR contract. Pretty much it would be me agreeing to leave the company for minimum of a year. It buys you exclusive rights to me and that time is allotted for you and I to come to a decision on children.”

“You’d move in with me.”

“I assumed as much,” you laughed softly, “you’re okay with paying the short-notice clause on my lease to get me out of it?”

“And I’d pay first and last if it doesn’t work out to ensure that you’re okay,” he reminded you, “that’s still part of the deal.”

“So…if I pass the final interview,” you shrugged, giving him a soft look, “when would this…start?”

“This?” he asked, his brow raising.

“This,” you replied, gesturing between the two of you, “the past few months, you’ve gotten to know me and a few of the other girls. I’m assuming since it’s down to me and Violet, that you’re almost at a decision and this is the final one…you already interviewed her…and you’re still interviewing me…and since you said that you spoke to the ‘other girl,’ and she had exclusivity issues, that it’s me or you going back to square one…so…when would ‘we’ start? Officially?”

“As a couple?” he asked, ignoring how you had managed to sort out that even though he had interviewed Violet he was less than impressed with her inability to keep up her charade of what was supposed to be her personality.

“As a couple…moving in…trying for what you really want, Mr. Evans?”

“Chris…” he said softly, “it’s not about just what I want though. You have to want this too in order for it to work. I want a wife…not just a baby-making machine.”

“Chris…” you urged him, “if I didn’t want this, I would have said no after the first interview, or backed out months ago.”

He nodded, “We’d go over the rough draft of the contract…we both make any amendments and sign it this week…but I’ve already handed over final payment to Petashnik. Realistically, I’d want you to move in with me tonight…we’d ‘start’ right now.”

“Okay…”

“Okay?” he asked, his own chuckle passing his lips, “you sound awfully alright with that. That isn’t short notice?”

“Chris…you’ve been interviewing me for two months…and quite honestly, a lot of those interviews, felt more like dates than anything else…haven’t they?”

He sat there for a moment, thinking about it.

He nodded.

You were right.

In the time that he’d spent interviewing you and the other women, they had been like small dates. Sure, they were all inside the office, but it felt like he’d gotten to know you in an intimate setting. In one where it felt very much like he was already dating you. A few of the times there had even been drinks and dinner involved.

“Sex…”

You laughed, “yeah? What about it?”

“We haven’t had it yet…”

“I’m fully aware, Christopher.”

The way you said his name made a shiver run down his spine. It made something deep within himself wake up and snap to attention.

“I want you available at all times…” he said quickly, “is that okay?”

“Well…you did want to settle down…have children,” you offered with a shrug, “I would expect that we have a lot of sex if we’re trying for kids.”

“Wh-what if I wanted to….and you were asleep…”

“You could wake me up,” you offered, “or not…and just do it…”

His brow raised, “Really?”

You nodded, “Sure…I mean…we’d be dating, right? On our way to becoming married? And we’re trying to have a kid…I wouldn’t expect you to wait…or so much as waste a drop…”

“Right…”

“Chris…” He hummed against you. Your hand reached up and gently stroked his cheek, pulling his cerulean eyes toward your own, “are you okay?”

He nodded, giving you a soft, delicate look, “Yeah…yeah…I just…I’ve been thinking about us a lot…”

You giggled, “we’ve only been together for two weeks, Chris. We just finished the final draft of the contract and signed it last week…”

“I know…”

“What are you thinking about?”

“Honestly?”

You nodded, your eyes meeting his once more, and he noted the slightest bit of worry, “Chris…is everything okay?”

“I think I love you, (Y/N.)”

Chapter 3

#behind closed doors #chris evans x reader #chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans fanfic

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nessaisinthevoid · 1 year

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Hello! I'm a little nervous about this one but let's see how it goes.

Could I request Kaeya, Childe, and Zhongli with a s/o that's capable of welding two visions (not a delusion btw) without any issues?

(A/n)SECOND ASK IN A DAY LETS FUCKING GOOOOO that’s honestly a cool prompt a character that can wield two visions.

(Zhongli, Childe and Kaeya with a s/o that is a double vision barrier)

Synopsis: Visions were given to people that have caught the archons attention granting them divine power that no mortal can wield so what happens when a double vision bearer exist?

Zhongli

Zhongli has seen many bizzare things in his life he’s an archon that survived the archon war!

But you were different, for every face he passed with, to every voice or place he’s been, never has he seen such bizarreness as you wielding two visions

It peaked his interest to say the least, the interest turned to friendship and then lovers blossom from those petals of friendship

Zhongli doesn’t treat you any different than anyone else, he simply goes along as time goes on

One day he’ll ask you how you got your two visions and you simply tell him that two just showed up

This made the ex archon look in shock as you went about your business

All in all confused but doesn’t seem to mind it

“Many may cross you on the street and give you looks, but in my eyes you shine among all the rocks, for no one shall compare to your beauty”

Childe

You were a new recruit to the Fatui, and worked under Childe

At first he saw you as nothing more than an underling letting you go about your business

Until hearing a rumor spread around about a double vision user working among the Fatui and who would’ve thought it was you? Obviously not him

You don’t know if it was a blessing or curse to gain two visions cause one double power, but now you have a literal bloodthirsty harbinger at your hip

Never a dull moment with Childe, even when you two begin to date, him constantly asking you to spar with him to test your power but only to pout when you deny

When you finally ask he lights up like a kid on Christmas, instantly taking you to a open field

You and Teucer bond thanks to Childe, Teucer believes your just like his big brother making more toys with him

Who knows when Childe fell in love for you started but who really cares if he loves you he loves you

“Hey sweetie? Ready for another spar? Awe come on! I’ll promise to easier on you!”

Kaeya

To say Kaeya was intrigued with you is an understatement

The Calvary Captain had gotten wind of your little situation and wanted to see if it was true lo and behold it was

Like Zhongli he was skeptical of you, how was one to even hold two visions

He would invite you to the Bar trying to press you for info about you and your visions but overtime the talk about your visions faded soon he wanted to get to know you on a personal level

Kaeya felt as if a part of himself had been brought back after he and Diluc fell out for the first time he didn’t feel like to put a fake smile around you

He would watch as you used your Visions in awe and adoration

He’s just so glad your his partner

“Oh? Is that my darling I see? So great to finally see you again I was getting rather bored here without you~”

(A/n) this was such another fun prompt send in more!!

Please don’t steal my work or copy it, reshares and Liking are very appreciated have a great day!

#genshin impact x reader #childe x reader #zhongli x reader #kaeya x reader #Zhongli #Childe #Kaeya #Genshin #genshin impact #fanfic

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hydrangeyes · 7 months

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Snowball Fight

So if you don't know, Yes this already existed, my old account was deleted (accident but I can tell I won't be getting it back), and am reposting my old x male reader works!

I don't know if I saved all of them but here is one that was saved to my AO3 account.

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This is a barely edited rambly cliché, empty brain hrs, I’ll edit this out if there isn’t any. Anyway, I’ve been called in early for work so this will be hella late.

Hawks x Male reader, demon quirk (it’s not that important)

headcanon that keigo does not like cold weather, that yeah cool air on his wings are great but ice cold about to make icicles cold? hard pass.

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It was a crisp freezing cold Christmas week. Monday to be exact. Everything was covered in snow and the few brave (or stupid) souls out that afternoon were running about last minute Christmas shopping. It was this upcoming thursday after all.

And thank whoever up there Keigo found himself off for the holidays, because he did not like the cold weather. See his wings can keep him warm but his wings themselves couldn’t take how harsh the winter air gets in the sky. So he’s been dubbed “useless unless it’s an emergency”. After all, it’s not like there’s gloves for every individual feather.

Letting out a bored sigh, he thinks about what he can do right now, not going to his apartment was one. Days off were a blessing but how empty his place was around this time made him antsy. A thought to call- no. Just pick up a bucket of chicken and go home, not think about- a dull wack to the back of his head sends him tumbling forward.

“P-pfft!! Hahahaha!!!” A familiar laugh coming from behind him. Keigo straightens turning with a fake smile. There behind him was his current avoidance. Y/n L/n, a good friend turned benefits that well…He was catching feelings for. They started out as work buddies, Enji asking him to test a new recruit with a ‘demon’ like quirk.

And boy was he a beast. A tall 6’0, tight but soft muscles, hooded f/c eyes, and black hair styled up to reveal an undershave. Y/n’ whole look fit his sharp teeth, horned head, magic quirk. To be honest, hawks was a little bit surprised that y/n was a hero. Given he looked more on the villain side, he was surprised y/n got this far.

But after the test it didn’t take long for them to start up a casual friendship. Keigo smiled a little at the thought. Y/n was easy going and fun to be around. He didn’t expect anything from him and that just broke down a lot of the reservation keigo had. To say it took long for him to catch some type of feelings from their fuck friends arrangement, would be a fat lie.

It was fun and had him dazed easily. But it was the softness after and the hang outs that felt like dates that made him feel like he needed to run.

Which was his current problem. Having all avoided the man for a few weeks now to figure out what to do with these new emotions. Keigo felt guilty about it but well he was never taught how to handle these types of emotions…. In a good, healthy way at least.

“So much for being the quickest baby bird.” Y/n teases once he’s close enough. Snapping back to the present Keigo huffs pretending to be annoyed, his growing blush at the closeness kind of giving him away. “Mah, what has you so distracted?” Y/n asks, chuckling as Keigo gets redder. Scowling slightly, Keigo picks up a handful of snow and quickly packs it with a swing.

Y/n yelps as it hits his face. And seeing Y/n with such a surprised expression sends Keigo into a snort of laughter. Y/n blinks looking at his friend laughing up a storm, his wings drooping in the release of tension and grins. Good, he missed his idiot.

“Oh it’s on.” Y/n said, starting a mini snowball fight war, that grew as fans and kids joined in. Keigo can’t exactly say when he’s felt this light and happy (outside of learning he was gonna meet endeavor as an equal). As it got darker, things started to slow and with some pictures taken and left alone to catch their breaths. It ended with just him and Y/n.

Let out one more breath before slinging an arm over Keigo’s shoulders, this was not where he was trying to go with looking for Keigo but- Y/n hums as Keigo presses into him freely as the wind starts to pick up. -This was perfect.

“Hey. My place?” Y/n mumbles hopefully

Suddenly Keigo couldn’t help but want to be working rather than having to answer that. Adrenaline came back and he pulled away a bit unsure. Y/n sighs feeling the tension come back.

“What did I do?” Keigo quickly looks up at in confused “Wha-”

“Look I know when someone is avoiding me. So I’m guessing you want to break this whole arrangement off or something?” Y/n say as calmly as he could, but there was an edge of defeat in his tone. Keigo felt his wings ruffle and try to curl around the both of them. It was old, dark, and too public (they were in a park the back of his mind whispered).

He would at least have this conversation somewhere warm and private. “Can we talk…at your place?” his eyes focused on y/n’s shoulder. “Yeah.” Y/n mumbles back, with a flick of his hand opening a portal to his living room and shuffling them in. Keigo shivers at the shift in temperatures kicking off his boots and plopping onto the couch, as y/n does the same with his shoes following after.

“Than-”

Y/n leans down pressing a kiss to keigo’s lips. Balancing himself with one hand on the couch a bit hunched over. He kept his body relaxed just in case keigo wanted to push him away. But he didn’t, instead gripping his coat and using it to tug him closer, deepening the kiss.

(Watch as my writing changes now that I found mood music, at least to me it does)

“I love you. I fell in love with you and I’m terrified” Keigo whispers softly, the words ringing through the nearly empty apartment. Keigo chuckles wetly as he felt himself tremble but he held on and nipped at y/n’s bottom lip. Y/n stares down at him, eyes unmoving breath escalating.

“Heh…heheheh-” Y/n sucks in a breath as euphoria courses through him in a wave and he knocks keigo back full onto the couch kissing him recklessly. “My sweet, beautiful keigo.. I love you too. And there is nothing you need to be scared of.” Y/n whispers back at a startled keigo.

Both gave each other shaky smiles, neither able to articulate the sheer happiness they were feeling. So with another boost of adrenaline, Y/n leans down to start his journey loving every bit of Keigo freely.

#top male reader #x male reader #hawks x male reader #keigo x male reader #bhna x male reader

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bluejaysandblackbats · 4 months

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Kitten Heel

Fandom: DC Comics

Summary: Roy meets Jade in college and she offers to help him study chemistry in exchange for help in her music class. They develop feelings for each other, but Jade disappears after the semester ends. Nearly a year later, Roy catches a glimpse of a woman with a baby getting on the train. And she's wearing his bracelet...

Chapters: 1/?

Characters: Roy Harper, Jade Nguyen, Dick Grayson, Koriand'r, Ryand'r, Karras

Relationships: CheshRoy, DickKory, KoryKarras

Additional Tags: College AU, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Falling in Love, Complicated Relationships, Arranged Marriage, Established Relationship, Secret Relationship, Single Parents, Good Friend Roy Harper, Past Drug Addiction, Past Torture, Breaking Up & Making Up, Trust Issues, Angst, Romance, Hurt/Comfort

Chapter One: Chemistry

Roy scratched his head as he checked the answer to the homework question. He did his best, but Chemistry wasn't his subject. She knew that. Jade sat three tables down, watching her classmate grow more frustrated as time passed. Roy sighed and put his head down, locking his fingers behind his neck. He'd been at it for hours. Reading the chapters, rewriting his notes, going over the quizzes. He'd finally given up for the afternoon when he heard the click-clacking of heels against the floor. "Do you mind if I sit here?" Jade asked.

He looked up, helpless but afraid to swallow his pride. "Sure, I'm almost-." She took his homework and looked it over.

"You're in luck, you know," Jade smiled, "Chemistry's my best subject. Do you see this big number? The coefficient? You multiply it by the subscript, and you've got six. Right?" Roy nodded. "Okay, now what was the subscript for Nitrogen?" "Two," Roy replied. Jade smiled at him, raising an eyebrow as she waited for him to come to a conclusion. "Like this?"

"Exactly," Jade replied. Roy broke eye contact and thanked her. "I didn't just come over here to tutor you in Chemistry... I wanted to ask you a question because I've seen you play gigs at the college. Can you read sheet music?"

"Sure can... Why?" Roy questioned.

She unzipped her bag and took out a neatly folded piece of paper. "I'm taking a music class... But I don't understand the whole sheet music thing in practice. I think I get it, but the quizzes don't make sense." Roy looked at the paper and pulled out his iPod.

"Do you have headphones? I forgot mine at home," Roy whispered, "I'm Roy, by the way."

"Jade." She pulled a pair of headphones out of her bag and removed the zip tie. Roy grinned.

She plugged them into his iPod, and he opened an app. "You're taking Joyner's class? He'll only test you on this once... But the thing is a lot of the songs a simple if you learn to recognize the music. He usually doesn't grade too hard because he learned sheet music later in life. He plays by ear."

"Plays what?" Jade asked.

"Piano. I only know because he likes to do the open mic nights. He'll come in once a month and play a song, and if he sees his students there, he gives them extra credit," Roy replied as he played the notes for her on the app.

"ABCs," Jade replied.

"Or Twinkle Twinkle, but yeah... Exactly," Roy smiled. Jade looked over the second problem on Roy's homework.

"Hey, are you hungry?" Jade questioned. "Maybe we can finish this over lunch?"

"Are you asking me on a date?" Roy asked.

"Nope. I'm asking you to be my study buddy... Besides, I think better after I've had something to eat," Jade replied. Roy nodded.

"Okay," Roy replied as he packed his backpack. Jade stood up, and Roy followed her out of the library.

"What do you eat?" Jade asked.

"I'm not picky," Roy replied.

Jade decided on smoothies and sat at the park until they finished their homework. "When are you usually free?" Jade questioned.

Roy ripped a piece of paper from his notebook and wrote down his number, schedule, and dorm room number. "My roommate's a cool dude, so if you stop by my dorm to study or something and I'm not there, he'll let you in," Roy replied, "Well... I'm giving him too much credit. He'll be an asshole about it... But he'll let you in." Jade laughed.

"I'm probably not gonna stop by your dorm, but I appreciate you being extra available. Here, let me see your notebook," Jade replied. She wrote her number down and gave him her cell with her schedule. "It was nice meeting you, Roy-."

"Harper. Roy Harper," Roy interrupted as he shook her hand.

"Jade Nguyen. Nice to meet you, Harper Roy Harper. I'll see you Saturday morning?" Jade asked. Roy's eyes widened.

"Huh?" Roy asked.

"I'll call you with the details," Jade replied.

Roy waited until she was out of sight to bite his knuckle. "Fuck," Roy whispered. He texted his roommate and received a call a few minutes later. "Dick-."

"It's literally a random Thursday in September, Roy. Are you telling me you've fallen head over heels for a girl at first sight in a library?" Dick questioned.

"It wasn't first sight. You didn't see her-."

"You're thinking with your Johnson, Harper," Dick interrupted.

"Come on, I felt something-."

"Roy, please. I'm eating," Dick joked. Roy laughed.

"Are we hanging out tonight? Or are you busy?" Roy asked.

"Depends. Are you gonna talk about this girl you just met the whole time, or are you gonna hang out?" Dick asked.

"I'm gonna hang out," Roy answered half-sarcastic, "Are we still skyping Wally, or did he cancel?"

"He's gonna be late. Garth got dehydrated again, so he's picking him up from the E.R.," Dick replied. Roy laughed. "You can't laugh at Garth being in the E.R., Roy... Roy-." Dick fell into a fit of laughter.

"And he wonders why everyone called him Fish in middle school," Roy joked.

"I thought they called him that because he drank pool water on a dare," Dick responded.

"What are you doing right now?" Roy asked, walking backward toward his dorm.

"Watching you from the window," Dick answered.

"You missed me or somethin'?" Roy teased as he turned to look at their dorm window. Dick flipped him off. "Aww! I love you too, buddy." Roy returned the gesture.

"Are you wearing my sweatshirt?" Dick asked.

Roy looked down at the shirt and pulled the collar to check. "Nope, all mine, birdbrain. I've got the chewed-up collar to prove it," Roy replied, "Oh, and I think I might've found a Chemistry tutor."

"Don't tell me-."

"Yeah," Roy interrupted.

"That's gonna end well," Dick sarcastically replied as Roy made his way up the stairs. "I know you're gonna go for her anyway, but I want it on the record that I warned you."

"You don't even know her," Roy replied.

"But I know you," Dick answered as he opened the door. Roy hung up and dropped his bag. "You always fall too hard."

"You don't fall hard enough," Roy replied. He dug through his dresser and put his pajamas in his shower caddy. "Have you called Kory yet?"

"I'm still thinking," Dick answered. He flopped back on his bed, eating a slice of pizza. Roy grabbed a slice from the box and sat on the floor.

"You love her, don't you?" Roy asked. Dick sat up.

"Of course, I love her... But, it's complicated. She's engaged to somebody else," Dick replied.

"It's an arranged marriage..."

"A marriage is a marriage, Roy. She's committing herself to somebody else," Dick replied, "Do you know how serious that is?"

"No, but I know you've been irritable since she left. You should've gone with her. Kory asked you to go with her," Roy answered.

"I don't know anything about her world... And I'm not gonna go watch her marry somebody else-."

"Don't be such a big baby. It's an arranged marriage, Dick. And how much do you wanna bet her and Prince-Whoever-The-Fuck can't stand each other?" Roy grinned.

Dick groaned. "Okay... Fine, talk about your tutor. Anything but this right now," Dick replied. Roy took a bite of pizza and sat next to Dick.

"She's smart. Really smart," Roy replied, "And-."

"A brunette?" Dick interrupted.

"That's where you're wrong. Her hair is jet black," Roy half-joked.

#fic #arrowfam #roy harper #jade nguyen #dick grayson #koriand'r #karras dc comics #ryand'r #angst #romance #secret relationships #arranged marriage #college au #dickkory #cheshroy #korykarras #hurt/comfort #kitten heel fic

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etaleah · 8 months

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My Sonic Predictions and Hopes for 2024

Admittedly some of these are things I want to see happen rather than things that are likely to happen, but what the heck, I’ll list ‘em out and see if any of them end up coming true. 🤷🏻‍♀️

A one-shot for the comics involving either springtime or Valentine’s Day. I think spring is more likely since (1) they’re avoiding romance and Valentine’s Day is a romantic holiday, and (2) having a springtime one-shot nicely follows the trend of having Endless Summer and Winter Special one-shots.

I’m pretty pessimistic about the third movie still happening in 2024 given how stubborn the studios are being about the strikes, so I’m guessing the release date will be pushed back to 2025. However, I do think 2024 will bring us a trailer/teaser with some news about casting and whether any new characters besides Shadow will feature.

Part 3 of Sonic Prime, which will likely involve something bad happening to Shadow for reasons explained here. PLEASE LET THIS ONE BE TRUE I NEED PART 3 NOW

A DLC, update, or some kind of “Plus” pack for Sonic Superstars since that seems to be the trend now.

I doubt we’ll see much more for Frontiers since it won’t really be a new game anymore and will have already had a big update. Maybe a few minor tweaks like a new outfit or pair of shoes.

A new Mario & Sonic at the Olympic Games title since 2024 will have the Paris Olympics.

More Sonic Symphony tour dates, one of them probably being New York since that’s a really big city for them to leave out.

More merchandise, possibly featuring Shadow to tie in with the third movie.

The Knuckles TV show released on DVD (hopefully).

The comics will take a darker turn again. They seem to alternate between dark, serious arcs and fun, light-hearted arcs. Right now, they’re on Misadventures, which is fun and light-hearted, so I suspect that at some point in 2024, things will turn serious again.

I also suspect that Starline might be revealed to have survived after all, but that could just be wishful thinking on my part since I like his character and was sad to see such a cool villain go so quickly.

Another visual novel or some kind of storybook thing that builds on the success of Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog. No way is something that successful gonna be a one-time deal.

A remaster or re-release/port of an older game. The titles I think are most likely are Sonic Adventure 2, Sonic Heroes, and Sonic and the Black Knight. Adventure 2 would tie nicely into the release of the third movie (especially if they’re adapting its storyline) and they clearly know how popular it is since they released a new figure for it and put City Escape in one of their other games. Heroes is possible since it’s 20+ years old, had some songs included in Frontiers, and the franchise as a whole seems to be leaning toward having more playable characters and team/partner-based play. Murder and Superstars lean into this hard, Origins added Amy, and Frontiers will soon have other playable characters too, so I think they’re testing the waters for a game with an ensemble cast. The launch of the Fast Friends comic series on their socials also shows a lean in this direction. Black Knight is possible since 2024 would be the game’s 15th anniversary, the storybook setup was well received in Murder, and they seem to be calling attention to it by putting its characters in their mobile games.

Again, these are just guesses and I could be wrong about all of them. We shall see… 👀

#sonic the hegehog #sonic franchise #sonic games #sth #sonic movie #sonic comics #sonic idw #sonic prime #shadow the hedgehog #sa2 #sonic heroes #satbk #sonic frontiers #murder of sonic the hedgehog #sonic superstars #mario and sonic at the olympic games

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wes-walker · 9 months

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Twice a year, The Eye conducts tests on their staff. The tests include things like proficiency and accuracy with weaponry, knowledge of common foreign languages, behavior and reaction analysis, and fitness trials. In an effort to insure staff is dedicating the necessary time and energy to their assigned roles and skillsets on a routine basis, the dates of these tests are never given until the day before.

The email went out on Thursday morning. The exams would take place starting Friday morning at 0800 hour.

First on the list for Wes was weaponry.

“Impressed you showed up,” Wes heard Damon say as he approached the row of assigned lockers where their guns were kept. And of course, she was with him. Willa. Ever since she made her grand reappearance, she was never more than two feet from Damon. Half his size, twirling delicately in orbit. Which was even more of a reason for Wes to ignore Damon completely.

“Funny. Ha-ha. Of course I showed up. It’s my job,” Wes replied, exhaling as he placed the pad of his thumb on the fingerprint scanner. There was a click, and the locker opened.

“Hi, Wes,” He heard Willa say.

Wes turned to look at her, forcing his expression to remain blank, then gave Damon a look. Damon sighed. “What?” Damon seemed to force himself to say in response to Wes’ look.

Wes’ brows furrowed, then he gestured to Willa. “She fucking shot me. Back in February. It was her.”

“I knew it wouldn’t kill you!” Willa chimed in, smiling. Damon and Willa exchanged a look. Willa’s smile slowly faded, and she seemed to nod her head before she turned back to Wes.

“I’m sorry I hurt you with my stupid, little game I was playing with Damon,” Willa’s voice and expression seemed genuine — sincere. “I went too far — but, it was a good shot, wasn’t it?” Her features lit up, and she looked up to Damon, who was smiling down at her. “It was a good shot,” Damon confirmed.

“Jesus Christ,” Wes said, shaking his head and forcing out a laugh. “Whatever. Yeah. Sure. Great shot. Real fucking cool. Don’t do it again.” The petite woman smiled sweetly again up at Wes and nodded her head. “I promise not to do it again.” She then mentioned something about retrieving Damon’s sniper and disappeared.

Wes grabbed his own sniper rifle out of the locker — ready.

“Make sure to clean it off — I’m sure it’s gathered dust by now,” Damon said under his breath to Wes as he walked away.

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Wes slipped in his AirPods. The song started, the exam began, and there was nothing but him and the gun.

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The group had about an hour until the fitness trials began. They were gathered in a large, open gym which housed a running track, equipment, a sparring ring, and swimming pool. A soft voice over the intercom notified them the results from weaponry were about to be posted. The screens inside the break room flipped on. Wes’ eyes quickly scanned for the sniper group. And there it was, the list ranked 1 through 25 —

Wes Walker 98%

Damon Hargrove 97%

Immediately, Wes was inundated with congratulations by his colleagues. Since Wes had joined The Eye, the two men had consistently tied. This was the first time one surpassed the other. A smile broke out across his mouth, and he looked for one person — Damon, who stood across the room. Damon was looking back at him, and simply gave a small nod of approval.

Wes’ stomach twisted into a knot from guilt. He’d chosen to walk away from becoming Damon’s protege. He’d chosen a different path — a safer path. One that wouldn’t take him from Sadie. One that’d make sure he went home to his wife every night. So, Wes refused new contracts, and instead chose to train new recruits, leaving his team vulnerable. Weaker.

A chime over the intercom brought Wes out of his own head.

It was time for the fitness trials.

“C’mon, Wes,” He heard Tyler call to him, who was standing with the Kohl sisters. Wes turned and made his way over to his colleagues, a smile forming back on his lips as he could hear Bianca and Sutton argue over who could run a faster mile.

#( wes narrative )

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bluesky42 · 1 year

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How would my generation loss musical fan project work?

There are three story bits that need to be happening at any given time. What’s happening onstage (the musical), what’s happening backstage (the real horror element, our main character breaking out), and what’s happening in the audience (the showfall employees reacting to what’s going wrong). All of these move in tandem together to create the full experience.

This would be done in front of a live audience, but they are only seeing the things happening onstage and in the audience. Anything backstage is all filmed to be released with the rest of it on a later date.

Instead of a death vote, my question is would the audience rat out one of the actors who has broken out of Showfalls control. Would they tell a showfall employee the truth when asked if they knew that meant the actor would either be re mind controled, or even maybe die?

The whole experience starts as soon as you enter the building, with showfall employees eerily standing in the lobby of the theater and silently pointing at where you need to go. You get a playbill with squiggles on it that says you are the test audience for a new form of showfall entertainment.

Once they enter the theater there is a wall in front of the curtain, blocking the stage. There is sobbing and screaming that comes from the other side. Showfall employees creepily stand at the edges of the room to watch the show. Once the show starts, wall glows red and the noises abruptly stop. The wall is removed, and the curtain goes up.

Once the show starts, things remain pretty normal in the first minutes. Then, a few characters have a big argument, and our main character is pushed down the stairs. They land on their mind control device, and break it.

First, they look up at the ceiling where they can now see the lights. They keep looking around and start to get more and more panicked before finally they turn around to stare in horror at the audience. Then they see the showfall employees, and the mind control masks on the other actors, and try to pretend like nothing changed.

This actor is now not at all under showfalls control. And it shows. They barely know the words to songs, they don’t know where they are supposed to be, and they don’t really know the plot. They are desperately trying to pretend like nothing has changed, but once other characters start dying (especially their friends) it becomes almost impossible not to react.

During intermission, showfall employees go around asking for thoughts on the show. They specifically ask if anyone has noticed any “technical glitches.” They also ask if the actors are doing what they are supposed too. The goal here is too see how many people 1. Catch on to what is actually being asked and 2. Tell the showfall employees about the rogue actor. Depending on the percentage, this changes act 2 in ways I haven’t quite figured out yet.

I think that if the audience rats them out, during act two some of the showfall employees leave to go backstage to try and catch the rogue actor offstage. The actor catches on to this and starts trying to find reasons to never leave the stage.

Eventually, I think they do get caught in a backstage chase scene, and are brought onstage to their death.

This is all I have for now, but I would love to hear other people’s ideas. I’m kind of working on this? It’s a side project to stuff I get paid/grades for. But honestly this is such a cool idea I’m going to keep adding too when I have time. If you would like to stay in the loop, I will tag every post about this with #Genloss musical so follow that for more. Thank you for reading my rambling!

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mega-punani · 1 year

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ALRIGHT IVE GOT SOME IDEAS:

Celebrity vs Hitman au:

You are a rising star who stopped producing music because of your abusive manager/spouse. You hid away until you finally felt the urge to start making music again. You boom in popularity with your comeback as a strong independent foo who don't need nobody. But uh oh, your apartment is getting bulldozed, and you gotta go NEOW.

Here comes a conveniently placed ad for a mansion with cheap ass rent. Here's the catch: roommates. You move in with a bunch of really nice skeletons! And hey! Turns out they are fans of your music (but in a cool, nice sort of way). You get along with them, not knowing that they are all very dangerous hitmen. But they won't hurt you, no worries! They're your biggest fans!

This is given me allota fluff and cute stuff.

Wild West au:

You're a no bullshit sheriff of your small hometown, and your folks have recently been getting terrorized by some masked hooligans! You've heard they were a dangerous bunch, and they've been known to stage some robberies. Now they're here to bother the old rich man on the edge of town. Of course, you lowkey don't like him cause he's sexist, but it's your job, so here you go.

Right when you get to that coot's house, they would all just scamper off like they had never been there. Tired after a long day, you hop by the bar to visit your old pal Sans, the bartender. You guys talk about everything, and he's pretty transparent about his life. What he won't tell you about is the little gang he runs. That same gang that's been harassing your little town.

This is given me Romcom, like a villain flirting with a hero type beat.

Demons au:

Why is there a glowing red pentagon in the middle of your room? AND WHY IS IT GLOWING!?

Your good friend, a pursuer of science, decided that they wanted to test if demons were real or not. In order to do that, they needed to test out an old crusty book they found in the back of an antique store. And what better place to do it than your living room floor. You, being the nice friend you are, supervised them and gave them a drop of your blood (cause your friend is anemic 😔) and BAM. Skeleton demons in your fucking house.

They are insufferable at first, but they eventually grow on you. So much so that they start getting hella clingy...

This is given me slice of life. Keep it emotional though 👍

Mafia au:

Okay, so the problem w/ this is that I have way too many ideas for this one. But let me get this clear: in all of these ideas, the skellies are mobsters.

1: Y/N is a ring fighter that used to beat the living shit out of people for rich people entertained. They used to be the skelly gang's top fighter but stopped (moral reasons, a kid, injury, family, etc) and no longer affiliates w/ the family.

Hold up! There's another fight coming up, and Sans really needs to win this one, and who else to call but you?

This one's allota hurt, misunderstanding, bad communication. Angst and sad back stories galore.

2: You save this gloopy lookin skeleton man from getting hit by a bus, AND NOW HE WANTS YOU TO INHERIT HIS CRIME ORGANIZATION!? You politely refuse (cause you have no idea how to run one of those), and so he suggests you pick one of his many sons to pick up his legacy. Now you got hot skellies flirting, threatening, and bargaining with you to choose one of them. You might just snatch that title outa spite....

Romcom again. Flirty, fun, dramatic. All the jazz.

3: Alright this one hella self indulgent.

You're the only child of a nefarious crime lord, and they appoint their best men as your body guards. They body guards being hot skeleton men. Oh hey! They also like you romantically cause, who tf wouldn't??? You're so segsy and amazing 🥰. Thas all I got though, no plot.

This one's giving me elegant romance. HELLA ELEGENT 😡. Kinda the same vibe as my hotel au.

Reincarnation au:

This one is essentially a rip off of those "villianess reincarnates in a dating sim/romance novel" mangas/manhwas.

Y/N was just a regular person who got hit by a bus and given a second chance at life. Surprise, surprise! They got reincarnated into a novel where the skellies are royality and all fight for the affections of an MC. Unfortunately, Y/N got reincarnated as a villain instead of literally anyone else. Yah know what else? The villian dies in the end! Wahoo!

In order to prevent this terrible end, you pull a few strings to make sure you're alive at the end of the day. But hazzah, the main characters are inescapable, and now their affections are geared towards you!

This one is a lot of romcom stuff.

That's all I have got so far, but yeah. Just some ideas drabbled on to one post. You might see em again soon?

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