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Can You Take a Crocodile to Prom

Summary: You didn't know NRC had a prom OR that it was tonight ! With the help of Ace and Deuce, you are able to find a date. But how easy is it to take a crocodile to prom?

WC: 8169 Tags: gn!reader, Sebek x reader, fluff, one shot (maybe?), Sebek is your prom date, he is very awkward because he doesn't know how to person but he is down bad, also there is two options for your outfit for the night (live your best life and choose either one), sorry it is long af, I barely proof read this so don't shoot me if you find something wrong © please do not copy and or repost my work as your own, my brain is massive and these are my thoughts.

You stared at the flier hanging on the bulletin board in the hallway. Ace and Deuce, your usual companions, were hovering behind you as you read. “Night Raven College Prom, Details as follows,” you began to read. “See, I told you we had a prom. This thing has been posted for weeks, how did you not know?” Ace teased. If it had been posted for that long, why was this the first you had heard of it. “I thought you knew already or I would’ve told you. I’m sorry, Y/N,” Deuce said disappointedly.

“Deuce, don’t beat yourself up about it. I don’t know how I missed this, but I want to go. I didn’t go to prom in my own world, and I’ll be damned if I miss it here too,” you said in a determined tone. “Yeah, that may be, but how are you going to find a date on the day of the prom?” Ace chuckled. You turned around and looked at them both back and forth. “You mean both of you already have a date?” you said shocked. The two boys looked at each other and then back to you, shrugging their shoulders and nodding yes.

“This cannot be happening,” you said as you brought your hand up to your forehead. You sat there thinking to yourself, who can you ask to be your date? There had to be someone who still didn’t have a date. “Do either of you know someone… who doesn’t have a date?” you asked. “You can go alone, y’know. You don’t have to have a date,” Ace said smugly. You narrowed your eyes at him, why would anyone want to go to prom alone. Before Ace could say anything else, Deuce chimed in. “I don’t know anyone off the top of my head, but I can ask around and see,” he said assuringly. Deuce was always more reliable than Ace was. Sometimes it just felt like Ace was only there to make your days harder, but you cherished your friendship with him nonetheless.

[later in the cafeteria]

You were taking bites of your food as you went over your history of magic of notes. Ace plopped his tray on the table at the seat across from you. He was so obnoxious, you thought to yourself as you looked up at him. “How is it you have a date to prom and I don’t,” you said sarcastically. Ace huffed at your question. “Maybe because anyone would be lucky to have this, do you know how many offers I got? I was beating them all off with a stick,” he said, throwing some of his tater tots into his mouth.

“You are so annoying. I hope you know that,” you said as you went back to studying your notes. A few minutes later, you sensed someone else sitting beside you. You turned around to see it was Deuce. Ace and Deuce were your closest friends at NRC, being by your side since the beginning. It was nice knowing you had people in your corner in Twisted Wonderland, sometimes it made you lonely when you thought about going back to your home world. You would miss these two idiots dearly.

“So, I found someone who doesn’t have a date. But I don’t know how well it’d go asking…” Deuce leaned over and whispered to you. Ace was trying to listen, being nosy as ever. “Hey, don’t keep secrets. What’re you saying asshat?” Ace said aggressively. Deuce rolled his eyes looking at you before he turned to Ace. “I said, I found someone who doesn’t have a date that Y/N can ask to prom,” he said. “Okay, so who is it? Y/N can go ask now before it’s too late,” Ace said, giving you a smirk and a wink.

“That’s the thing.. I don’t know how well the response will be, with uh…. Y/N being human and all,” Deuce started to say. Ace realized what he meant by this- his eyes widening as he just continued to eat his food and looked down. You were still left in the dark, not knowing who the mysterious potential date could be. You closed your notebook, impatiently sighing as you turned back to Deuce. “Who? I have to ask. It’s now or never,” you said sternly.

Deuce turned your head slowly, placing your gaze on a table across the cafeteria. He leaned closer to your shoulder to better show you just who it was you’d have to ask. He pointed, his finger directed at the mint green haired, loud mouthed Diasomnia student, Sebek Zigvolt. “You’re telling me…. Sebek is the only one without a date?” you said quietly. Part of you was confused, he was very handsome so why would no one ask him. “Well, he’s had offers. But apparently no one meets his standards,” Deuce said reluctantly. “He means none of the ones offering were Malleus,” Ace said with a laugh.

“And I’m supposed to ask him to be my date? I’m no Malleus either,” you said looking at them both. Ace shrugged his shoulders. Deuce put his arm on your shoulder. “Yeah, that’s the problem. I don’t think he’s going to say yes, but it’s your only option,” Deuce sighed. You looked back at the table across the room. Sebek was sitting with other people in his dorm, Lilia and Silver sitting across from him at their table. Malleus must’ve had something else he needed to attend to, you assumed.

You looked back at Deuce and then at Ace, preparing yourself for what would inevitably be rejection. But it was worth a shot, you wanted to go to the prom. “I’m going in. If I come back crying, just know I went out trying,” you said as you got up from the table and walked towards Sebek’s. You could feel Ace and Deuce’s eyes trailing your every step, they were going to watch this show happen for the live entertainment. How annoying.

You tried to figure out how you were going to ask, but realistically, you knew Sebek wouldn’t pick up on subtle hints so it would be best to just flat out ask. Lilia nudged Silver as you approached their table, another group of eyes staring into your soul. You cleared your throat, hoping it would get Sebek’s attention. It did. He looked up from his tray, the typical scowl across his face.

“Sebek,” you said, taking an inhale afterwards. “Do you have a date to the prom tonight?” Sebek straightened himself up, fixing his posture and his dorm uniform. “No, I do not,” he said, staring at you. You could see Lilia and Silver looking at you and then Sebek, making Sebek glance at them while you spoke. “Would you like to be my date?” you asked. Your tone seemed rushed, like you were trying to say the words fast enough before you lost your confidence.

Without missing a beat, Sebek looked at you and gave you an answer. “Yes” was all he said. You were confused, not expecting him to actually say yes. “Okay,” you said, standing there awkwardly. “Okay,” he said, staring back with his yellow green eyes. You weren’t sure what else to say, you hadn’t thought you’d get this far. Lilia broke the silence for you both. “He will pick you up tonight at 7,” he said, smiling at you and then giving Sebek a grin.

“Okay, then I will see you at 7,” you said shyly to Sebek. “Yes, precisely at 7. I will be at Ramshackle,” he said and then went back to eating. You looked around awkwardly, unsure what more to even say. You turned quickly and walked back to your seat, sitting down and putting your head in your arms. “Oh god, he made you cry?! Should’ve known,” Ace said, scoffing and looking towards Sebek. Deuce put his hand on your back and looked angrily across the room. “I bet I can beat his ass. Y/N, do you want me to fight him? I told my mom I wouldn’t, but I think she would understand if I did this time,” he said, you could hear the protectiveness in his voice.

You raised your head up from the table, your face was hot from the awkwardness but you were actually giddy from Sebek’s response. “Oh my god, your face is redder than Ace’s hair!” Deuce said as he stood up from the table. He looked at Ace. “We should give him a piece of our mind, let him know how fucking rude he is,” Deuce said as Ace nodded in agreement.

“Guys, WAIT!” you exclaimed. They both stopped themselves and looked at you confused. “So you, don’t want us .. to beat his ass?” Ace asked. They were both absolutely clueless, how did they make it through college this long. “No, he said yes,” you said coyly. You could hear the gasp coming from both of them as they sat back down in their seats. “I’m sorry, did you just say Sebek, the fucking angry green giant, the dude who literally hates almost everyone but his precious Wakasama- he said yes?! To you?!” Ace said shocked.

You kicked him from under the table. “What do you mean to you? Don’t say it like that, you make it sound like I have no game. You’re the one who ghosts your girlfriends, how the hell did someone say yes to you?!” you said narrowing your eyes at him and frowning. Deuce put his hands up between you two as if to separate you from each other. “Okay relax, both of you. I’m still wondering how someone said yes to Ace, too. But that is not what matters right now,” Deuce started to say. “What matters is you have a date for tonight, so now you get to go do the prom with us. I’m a little shocked it was with Sebek, but maybe he’s desperate to go too.”

Something about that last part he said made you want to kick him under the table too, but you know he wasn’t trying to be mean when he said it so you refrained. “I feel like this is all so sudden, what am I supposed to do for an outfit? Like do you guys dress up in tuxedos and vests like they do in my work?” you asked them both. “Yeah, usually that’s how it works. Like I’m wearing a suit, but my date is wearing a dress. You can wear a dress or suit, whatever you’re more comfortable in,” Ace said. “Okay, that gives me options then. Where the hell do I go to buy stuff here anyway? Is there a store just for prom clothes or what?” you said, pulling out your phone to Google.

“Not exactly, and especially day of prom you won’t find much at the stores. But I think I know a way around it,” Deuce said. “Okay, go on,” you said, turning to him. “So when I had to get my tux, I was talking to Jack about it,” he started to say. You nodded as you listened, you could see Ace across the table was all ears as well. “So Jack told me that Epel told him that Vil had a few things in his closet he would lend out if someone needed, kinda like a charity deal.”

“Interesting, so you’re saying Vil may have something I can buy or use for the night?” you asked. “More than likely, worth a shot in asking. You’re already 1/1 right now, may as well keep it going,” Deuce laughed. Ace chuckled from his side of the table. “He’s right. Maybe you’re secretly super lucky and the night is gonna end up being a weird fairytale fantasy with the crocodile man,” Ace chimed in. “Ace, don’t make me kick you again,” you said teasingly. You put your notebook back in your bag so you could make your way to the Pomefiore dorm to ask Vil for help on an outfit. Hopefully, he would understand and not give you too much grief over it being last minute. “I will see you two boys later, I have stuff to do,” you quickly said as you picked up your things and left. You could hear Ace and Deuce start to chatter as you walked away.

[after you left Sebek’s table]

Silver’s eyes followed the Prefect back to their table and watched as they put their head on it. “Maybe you should’ve said more than a few words, Sebek. Now look at them,” Silver said, gesturing to the other table. Sebek looked over, his scowl expression turning to one of confusion and concern. “Should I go over and apologize? I’m not really sure what I did wrong. I accepted the invite as their date, what more was I supposed to do?” he asked, looking at Lilia. He held Lilia’s words to a higher standard than Silver’s. In his mind, Lilia knew everything there was to know about the world and its experiences.

“Well, you didn’t do anything wrong, but Silver is right. You could’ve said more than just a few words. You’ll have to make that up to them later,” Lilia said, giving him a look. “What is that look for, Lilia-sama? How do I make it up to them?” he asked genuinely. Silver laughed at how oblivious Sebek was when it came to relationships and courting. “Maybe you can buy them flowers,” Silver suggested. Lilia nodded in agreement. “I think that’s a wonderful idea. Sebek, buy them flowers and give them to them when you pick them up later. Okay?” Lilia said. Sebek put his eating utensils down harshly. “Lilia-sama, I don’t know what to even ask for at a floral shop. What should I ask for? Surely you have an idea of what would be fitting to the situation,” Sebek said as he took his phone out and opened his notes app.

“Ahh, my dear knight, you would be correct. Let’s see. I think there are a few that would be appropriate for the night. Dahlias,” he started to say as Sebek typed on his phone. “Dahlias represent innocence.” Sebek hiccupped in typing as his gaze looked up to meet Lilia’s. He cleared his throat as he started typing again. “Okay, dahlias. What else?” Lilia chuckled under his breath, seeing Sebek get flustered was an entertaining sight. “Next, would be carnations. Do you know what those represent, Sebek?” Again, Sebek stopped typing to look up at Lilia. “No, Lilia-sama. What do they represent?” he asked reluctantly. Lilia grinned smugly. “They represent pure love.”

Sebek’s face was getting hot. “Lilia-sama, are you suggesting that I love… the prefect?” he choked out. Silver laughed and took a sip of his drink. “Why did you agree to go with them? You’ve said no to everyone else, so why the prefect?” Silver asked. Sebek shot silver a look and narrowed his eyes. “There was no particular reason I agreed to go. I just agreed to it to please them,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest. “Father, go on with your list please,” Silver said, ignoring Sebek’s attitude. “Ah yes, of course. So we have dahlias and carnations, next would be- pims. They represent loyalty-” he started to say. “Well, I am a very loyal guard to Wakasama. This flower is very appropriate,” Sebek said, smiling as he typed.

“I wasn’t done. They represent loyalty and devoted love,” Lilia chuckled. Sebek looked up again, a blank expression on his face. “Anything else?” he asked. “Yes, one more. You should ask for baby’s breath. It would look lovely with the other flowers,” Lilia sang. Sebek typed it out on his phone, pausing to hear Lilia’s explanation as to what it meant but there was nothing more he said. “At least one of these flowers is normal,” Sebek said as he turned his phone screen off and sat it on the table. “Oh, no. The baby’s breath represents everlasting love,” Lilia said with another chuckle. “MM, Father, don’t forget the hyacinths. Sebek’s arrangement would be good with those,” Silver suggested. “Ahh, you are correct. That would be a fine addition to the bouquet. Sebek, write that one down as well,” Lilia instructed. Sebek gave a long exhale before picking up his phone and adding it to the list. “Do I want to ask what it means?” he said. “Probably best you didn’t,” Silver laughed.

“Alright. Dahlias, carnations, pims, baby’s breath, and hyacinths. I have the list. I shall go and get this order placed so that it is ready for tonight,” Sebek said, standing up from the table and putting his phone in his pocket. “Yes, please remember to go to the dorm afterwards. We will have a tux waiting for you,” Lilia hummed. “Ah, Sebek, one more thing before you go.” Sebek turned back to Lilia. “Yes, Lilia-sama? What is it?” he asked. “Make sure this night is a wonderful night for the Prefect. I expect you to be on your best behavior,” he said sternly. Sebek nodded with understanding before leaving the cafeteria to go to the florist.

[at Pomefiore Dorm]

“I know, I know. I’m stupid, I just didn’t even know it was tonight. I literally had tweedle dee and tweedle dumb show me the stupid flier because I didn’t believe them,” you pleaded, hoping Vil would understand and show you some type of mercy and help. “Hmph, I suppose it would be kind of me to help you with your night. Seeing as you miraculously were able to land a beau for the night, who am I to leave you in such a predicament?” he teased. You were on your knees, literally begging Vil for his help. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” you sang. “I could sing your praises all day, Vil. I’ll do anything to make up for it being so last minute,” you assured him.

“No, no. You said you didn’t get to go to your own prom in your world? I do have one, okay maybe two, stipulations,” he said, placing his finger on his lips. “Anything, Vil, you name it,” you said. “One: you will not ruin the outfit you choose and it will be brought back after being professionally dry cleaned. I will not allow you to bring it back to me dirty or mutilated in any way,” he stated, holding up his index finger. You nodded as you listened, a clear sign you would abide by his stipulations. “Two: have a good time, enjoy it. Prom is supposed to be a magical night. I won’t allow you to wear one of my outfits and soil its charm by having a bad night,” he said, holding up another finger. “Okay, maybe three stipulations. If anyone asks where your outfit is from, you will gleefully exclaim that I was able to provide you with such wonderful attire for the night. Does this sound doable?” he said, waiting for your reply. “Yes! I can do all of that, thank you again, Vil,” you said, getting up and grabbing his hand.

Vil swiftly turned from you and walked to his closet. “I will give you two options for the night. Do you know what color tuxedo your beau is going to wear?” he asked as he stared into his closet, looking at all the available options. “To be honest, … no, I don’t,” you said reluctantly. Vil whipped his head around, his eyes wide at your answer. “You came to get an outfit, but have no idea the colors to match with?” he laughed. “Yeah… I did,” you said disappointedly. Vil sucked his teeth. “Then we shall pick something that will go with anything he decides to wear. I have the perfect attire for you to wear. Wait here,” he said as he closed his closet door and went into the next room.

In a few minutes, Vil came back with two dress bags, laid them across his bed, and unzipped them for you to view. “I think either of these would be a wonderful option for tonight, don’t you think, Prefect?” he said. One of the bags contained a black suit with light, pale green embroidered design on it. The design was not “eye popping”, it was very subtle, but not subtle enough to where it wasn’t noticeable. You ran your hand along it, feeling the material it was made out of. It felt expensive, why would Vil let you borrow something this nice? Your eyes wandered to the other bag. It had a long dress in it that was ombré black at the top and then transitioned to a vibrant minty green color along the dress’ bottom. The dress also had a subtle design on it, it was very similar to the suit. It was like they were made together. Running your hand along the dress, you realized it had a slit on it. “How high does the slit go up the leg?” you asked, looking at Vil. “I believe it goes up to the thigh, maybe right above the knee if I remember correctly,” he said.

You looked at both bags, trying to decide which one you would prefer for the night. Either one would look amazing, it was just a shame you didn’t know what Sebek would be wearing. “I think I will take this one, Vil,” you said, picking up the bag with your chosen outfit for the night. “Fantastic choice, let me see if I can get you shoes to wear with it as well,” he hummed as he went back to his closet. You appreciated Vil’s help more than he knew. You still didn’t understand why he was so willing to help, but you didn’t want to ask any questions about that now. Vil came back and handed you a pair of shoes. “Looking at your feet, these shoes fit fine. Enjoy your night,” he said as you took the shoes from him.

[Ramshackle dorm- 7pm]

You were pacing in the living room, wearing the floorboards out more than they already were as you waited. You checked the clock, 7pm on the dot. Before you could even take another breath, you heard knocking on your door. It was a uniform knock, very clearly the one of someone who sought out nothing less than perfection. You could see through your door’s peephole your guest outside. Sebek was at your door, dressed to the nines. He looked stunning in his tux. The white suit complemented nicely by the mint green accents on it. Almost as soon as you fully opened the door, he was offering you a bouquet. “These are for you, I hope they contribute in making the night a special one,” he said as you took the bouquet. It was full of flowers of all types. The dahlias, carnations, pims, hyacinths, baby’s breath- all in white, created a beautiful bouquet.

“Sebek, these are gorgeous?! I didn’t think you would get me flowers, this was so short notice. Thank you,” you said, staring at the flowers, touching them lightly to feel the silky petals. Sebek scoffed as he put his arms behind his back and looked off into the distance past the side of the dorm. “What type of date would I be if I lacked manners? Lilia has made it quite clear it is my duty as your date to the prom to make this a splendid night for you. I refuse for it to be anything less than what you dreamt it would be,” he said in a matter of fact tone. “I would also like to take this chance to say that I think you look exquisite tonight, truly a pleasure to be able to accompany you tonight.”

“Wow, Sebek. That’s pretty sweet of you,” you said as you turned to put the bouquet inside. “Give me one second.” Sebek waited for you by the door. You came back to him with one of the smaller carnation flowers in your hand. “Can I put this on your tux? I think it would look really nice,” you said smiling up at him. Sebek, seeing the flower you picked, avoided eye contact with you. “Yes, do as you please,” he said. You pinned the small flower on his tux and looked up at him. “Thank you for agreeing to go with me tonight, it means a lot to me. Especially since we don’t really know each other,” you said sweetly.

Sebek looked down at you, your eyes glimmering in the moonlight. For a moment, the loud man was at a loss for words with the sight before his eyes. “Ah, yes,” he said, clearing his throat. “I hope that I am a satisfactory date for the night.” He held out his elbow for you to wrap your arm through it as you two walked. “Sebek, is that a.. carriage?” you asked, looking at the black and green carriage waiting on the dirt path in front of you. “Absolutely,” he said proudly. “I told you I intended to make this night memorable. I assume you’ve never been treated like royalty before. As a knight, I think I know how to accommodate for this,” he said as he helped you into the carriage before climbing in beside you. “Where in the world did you even get this?” you laughed. “No, I’ve never been in a carriage before, so this is a first.”

“I’m glad I can be your first then,” he responded not a second later. You gave him a quick glance, his words coming off different than he probably intended. “Ahem,” he grunted as he shifted his eyes. “The Headmage was able to arrange this for me with the help of Master Lilia.” The two of you sat awkwardly for a bit before you broke the silence. “So, you had a lot of people ask you to prom, why’d you say yes to me, Sebek?” you asked shyly, fidgeting your fingers in your lap. Sebek looked at you with an expressionless face. “I didn’t want to go with them,” he said and then adjusted his suit to be neater. You nodded at his response. Did that mean he actually wanted to go with you? Was he waiting for you to ask the entire time?

You felt the carriage stop moving as you arrived at the prom venue. You oo’d and ah’d as you got out of the carriage, of course with Sebek’s help. There was no way he was going to let you get out by yourself, he had made that clear already. “Watch your step,” he warned as you took your step to the ground. “The prom had begun a while ago, but the activities should still be in order, Prefect,” he said as he offered you his elbow once more to hold onto. You took it with pleasure as he led you towards the venue. “That’s fine, as long as we get to have some fun tonight, that’s all that matters. Right, Sebek?” you laughed, lightly tugging at his arm. You could’ve sworn you saw him give a slight smile at your words, maybe he was warming up to you.

You two were walking together inside when Sebek saw Lilia and Silver by the front doors. You followed as he walked you up to them. “Lilia-sama, Silver. How are your evenings going?” he asked properly. “Ahh, Sebek, Y/N. You two finally made it, and look how nice you two look together,” Lilia purred. “I do hope Sebek is being a gentleman tonight-” “Yeah and not embarrassing our dorm, aaaa,” Silver said with a yawn. He looked at the watch on his wrist, probably wondering how much longer he had to stay before Lilia would let him leave. “I would never bring shame to our dorm,” Sebek scoffed. You patted the arm you were intertwined with using your free hand. “He has been quite the gentleman, I promise. He even brought me flowers. You should’ve seen them,” you boasted. You could tell Sebek was on fire from your words by how awkward he was being.

You rubbed his arm in hopes that it would help ease him, but it didn’t seem like that was really helping anything. “Oh, I am elated to hear you loved the flowers. It seems each one was individually picked for the occasion,” Lilia said grinning at Sebek. “Oh, is that so?” you laughed, looking up at Sebek. He wasn’t laughing, nor was he smiling. “Ah, yes. I guess we will see you guys inside,” you said, tugging Sebek’s arm to go inside. He gave a few glances at both Lilia and Silver before walking away. “I didn’t know there was that much thought into the flowers,” you said coyly. “Yes, well each one represents something more than just their physical appearance,” he muttered. “Though, I did have some assistance in choosing the right ones.”

Once inside, you saw Ace and Deuce near the tables of food. Deuce was the first to notice you two, subtly nudging Ace in the side to get him to look at you and your date. “Sebek, do you mind if I go talk to Ace and Deuce real quick?” you asked. “Of course, do as you please,” he said softly. Sebek had not been the loud mouth you thought he was the entire night. He was using a much softer, gentler tone with you. It was nice, but you knew no one would believe you if you told them. You walked over to Ace and Deuce. “Hey, I thought you two had dates for tonight,” you said, crossing your arms over your chest. “Did you really lie to me? You guys are so mean.”

Deuce put his arm on your shoulder. “Look, we didn’t do it to be mean. We just…,” he started to say before Ace cut him off. “We just thought you would be better suited for someone else” he said smugly. You huffed at his words. “You two are my closest friends. You set me up with Sebek? Really? What if he rejected me, then what?!” you quietly shouted at them. “Take it from us, he wasn’t going to reject you,” Deuce said as he leaned in and whispered in your ear. “Just trust us on this.” You glared at them both before walking back to Sebek. You wanted to ask Sebek about it but you were more angry at your friends than him, and with the way he was acting, it didn’t make any sense on why you should just “trust them” about him not rejecting you. You went back to Deuce’s theory of Sebek being desperate to go as well, that’s obviously what it was.

Sebek was waiting on the edge of the dance floor, he did not look excited at all to be there. Yes, he was so desperate to come to prom. “Sorry, I just wanted to chat with them for a second,” you said as you stood beside him. “That’s quite alright, you are welcome to spend your evening doing what you see is best,” he said with his arms behind his back. “Would you.. like to go dance?” you asked quietly looking up at the green haired boy. Sebek’s gaze shifted to you but he never lowered his head to look at you. “I am more fond of orchestral music than the current trending music. I apologize in advance, but if they do play something I prefer, I will surely take your hand for a dance.” You looked out to the floor, everyone was enjoying their night and dancing away.

“Would you like to sit down then, we can just hangout?” you suggested. “I would enjoy that,” he said as he took your hand and led you to one of the empty tables. You went to pull out the chair for yourself, but he immediately stopped you. “Allow me,” he said in a soft voice. You let him pull the chair out and push it towards the table after you took your seat. He took the spot beside you, adjusting his suit once again after sitting down. “It doesn’t have to be perfect, y’know?” you teased. He looked up at you confused. “If the night is made to be perfect, then that means everything must be perfect, including my suit, Prefect,” he said as he continued to straighten it. “Okay..,” you mumbled under your breath. Sebek was definitely particular.

“Is there anything you wish to talk about, Prefect?” Sebek asked after a few minutes of sitting in silence together. “Not anything like specific,” you said. The awkward silence was becoming your best friend at this rate. “Actually, Sebek,” you said as he locked eyes with you. “Is this your first date? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to,” you said. Sebek broke eye contact with you, avoiding it as he answered. This must be something he does when he gets flustered you thought to yourself, avoiding eye contact. “This would be considered my first date, yes. I don’t usually entertain the thought of going places with and spending my time with someone other than those in my respective dorm. Is this your first date?” he asked back. “No,” you said. “I’ve had boyfriends before in my home world, so I’ve been on a handful of dates before. Nothing super special though.”

“I see, that is very intriguing information,” Sebek said, nodding. “Yeah, I didn’t get to go to my prom back home because I was sick for like a week before it and still didn’t feel good the day of, so I had to cancel on my date,” you continued. “That is a shame, for the both of you. A shame that you weren’t able to attend your own prom, but also a shame for him that he wasn’t able to have you by his side at such an event. But alas, there is nothing that can be done though. I do hope that this night is all you hoped it would be,” he said as he grabbed your hand. You cocked your head to the side, confused on what he was doing as he got you up from your chair and led you towards the dance floor. “Would you be so kind as to dance with me?” he asked before walking onto the floor. You nodded slowly, his sudden urge to dance taking you by surprise.

As he led you to the floor, you heard the song that was playing. It was an orchestra piece, it was clear that is why he wanted to dance. You thought the song sounded familiar but couldn’t quite figure out where you had heard it from. Sebek led you in your dance, you did your best to follow. “Sorry, Sebek, I’m not the best at formal dances,” you said as he spun you around. “It’s fine, just follow my lead, Prefect. You’re doing fine,” he said. As the song continued you could sense eyes on you both from around the room, but dancing with Sebek felt so harmonious that you couldn’t be bothered. As the string instruments went into their final number, Sebek dipped you, slowly bringing you back up and the music faded. You were at a loss for words. Never had you danced with such a partner, nor been twirled and spun so effortlessly.

“Wow, Sebek, that was something else,” you snickered. He gave you a coy smile as he took your hand once more to walk back towards the table. In a moment, you felt another hand grab onto both of yours. It was Ace’s. “Hey, Sebby, do you mind if I take the next dance?” Sebek looked at you, as it was your decision to say yes or no to Ace’s request. You shrugged at him. “That’s fine, Trappola,” he said, looking over his shoulder at you before walking away to the table. As the next song played, Ace began to dance with you. It was nothing compared to how Sebek had just danced with you. “How is the night going with the green giant, Y/N?” he playfully asked. “Well for starters, he bought me flowers and then showed up with a carriage to bring us here,” you laughed.

Ace made a face as he kept dancing and then looked over at Sebek. “Who does he think he is, a prince?” he teased. “That actually sounds very nice though. Are you enjoying yourself?” His playful tone was gone as he was genuinely asking if you were having a good time. Sebek was hard to read, yes, but overall your night had been more than you could have imagined. Your only wish was that he was more lively, letting his guard down more. “It has been pretty good honestly. Still mad you two lied and set me up, but I think it’s okay,” you said sarcastically. Ace laughed at your words as the next song started. Ace spun you once and let go of your hand where you found your hand landing in Deuce’s hand.

“Oh, hello,” you laughed. “So you two are just throwing me around now? What am I, a toy?” Deuce shook his head as he danced with you. “Absolutely not, we just wanted to dance and see how it was going. We know he’s hard headed and sometimes loud, but he’s a pretty nice guy under it all. You just have to get there,” Deuce laughed. “Yeah, I know, but that seems impossible at this rate, like look at him he’s just sitting by himself,” you pouted. Deuce glanced over at him and then immediately looked back at you. “I think… he’s mad actually,” he whispered. You snuck a glance in, hopefully, without him noticing. “Nah, I think that’s just his face to be honest,” you whispered back. You were very thankful to have Ace and Deuce looking out for you, even if they did lie to you and set you up with Sebek.

As the next song started, you recognized it. Somehow they had gotten music from your own world in Twisted Wonderland. Sebek grabbed your hand, taking you away from your current dance partner. “Sebek, you want to dance again? I thought you only did it for orchestral numbers,” you said teasingly. Sebek smiled at you, a genuine smile. In that moment, you wished you could see it more often, for it was more flawless than you could have imagined. “I do prefer orchestral numbers, but I like this song,” he said. The song playing was Hero by Enrique Iglesias. You’d be lying if you said it wasn’t one of your own favorite songs.

You two started to dance again, Sebek leading once more. Something felt different this time though. His one hand on your waist and his other in your hand felt warm and inviting. Your brain was telling you that the song is what was making this feel more intimate than it was. You two danced to the song, feeling like the sounds around you were drowned out by the music playing as you looked into Sebek’s eyes. You playfully sang the song to him. “Would you swear that you'll always be mine? Or would you lie? Would you run and hide?” you sang to him. He flusteredly looked away, avoiding eye contact once again. “What’s wrong, Sebek? You don’t want to be my hero?” you laughed as you laid your head on his chest as the song continued to play. Through the sounds of the people around you chatting and the music playing, you almost thought you heard him breathe “No, I do.” You brushed it off as your mind playing tricks on you. This is Sebek, not NRC’s greatest bachelor. You continued to dance with your head laying on his broad chest, it was surprisingly very comfortable.

As the music faded and the song ended, you looked up at Sebek. “You’re a good dancer, Sebek. You take lessons?” you said playfully. Sebek chuckled as you two stopped swaying. “Yes, I actually had to take quite a few dance classes under Master Lilia’s recommendation. He said ‘A knight will never know when he has to dance. He must be ready,’” he hummed. You looked around the prom, the amount of people present was much less than the start of the night. “Should we head home? It looks like most people have already headed out,” you said. Sebek looked around the room as well, still holding your hand. “If you would like to leave for the night, I do not mind going now,” he said looking at you. His eyes were softer, you could tell something was melting the ice cold wall he had to shut others out.

“Okay,” you whispered as he began to lead you to the front doors. He assisted once more in helping you into the carriage before getting in himself. You could see the sky above you being taken over by darker clouds overhead as you looked out the carriage window on your way back. Sebek must’ve also been looking out his own window. “It appears that it is going to storm,” he said to himself. “Yeah,” you said looking at him. “I hope you can get home safely. I know it’s not too far, but still.” Sebek locked eyes with you for a moment before looking down at his hands. “Yes, of course. I think the carriage can get me home safely. I’m not too concerned about thunder or lightning storms,” he said with a small chuckle. “Ah, here we are,” he said as the carriage stopped and he opened the door. You crawled over to his side, taking his hand to help you out.

You both walked to the front door, the silence louder than ever. Sebek stopped in front of your door looking aimlessly around the dorm. “Well,... thank you for tonight, Sebek. I had a wonderful time,” you said quietly as you twiddle your fingers. “I am pleased to hear you had a wonderful night, Y/N. Thank you for having me as your date,” he said, giving a small bow to you. Him saying your name made your heart skip a beat. The entire time he had known you, including all of tonight, he had just called you prefect. After he bowed, the awkward silence set in once more. Neither of you knew what to really say, but you felt the rain starting to drop. You took it as a sign to go inside so he could leave before the weather was too bad. “Okay, well goodnight, Sebek. I will see you tomorrow, I guess?” you said in an unsure tone as you unlocked the dorm door. “Yes, of course. I will see you then,” he said as he turned to go back to the carriage. Once inside your dorm, you shut the door behind you. Leaning your back on the door and sliding down it to the floor. Everything tonight felt right in all the best ways, but reading Sebek’s emotions was hard. He never gave you much to work with, so there was no way to really tell what he was thinking.

You could hear the rain outside the door starting to pour. You hoped that the sounds of the rain and thunder would drown out the increased beating you could hear your heart doing as you thought about your night with Sebek. Hopefully he gets to Diasomnia in one piece. The last thing you wanted was to hear about some freak accident that happened to him on your way home. The sound of three quiet knocks on the door made you jump. It was too late at night for you to have visitors, Crowley would be upset if he knew you had company over past curfew. You got up from the floor to open the door.

You opened the creaky door slowly, not knowing what to expect. What you weren’t expecting was to see a drenched Sebek standing in your doorway. “Sebek?! What are you still doing here? I thought you left? Why are you just standing in the rain?” you said, trying to pull him inside from the rain. The moment you grabbed his hand, a light switch went off in his head. He met you halfway into your pull and grabbed your face to drag you in for a kiss. He pressed his lips to yours, the water drops from his hair falling onto your face. You could feel his passion behind this kiss. There was no guessing how he felt now or what he was thinking. You reciprocated his kiss, trying to shut the door with a free hand so the cold, rainy air would stop coming inside. The two of you shared the kiss for a while, your lips both pressing hard against each other’s.

Sebek pulled his face away from yours, staring back at you with the softest expression you had seen yet. You could look into his eyes and see how content he was in this moment. “Sebek?” you whispered. He was still holding your face, looking down at you. “I’m sorry, Y/N, I- I just have wanted to kiss you all night.. I didn’t want to leave without doing so,” he sighed. You stared back at him for a moment before saying anything. “Can we… talk about this in the morning, maybe?” you asked hesitantly. “Yes, I’m sorry. I apologize if it was too forward and you don’t feel the same,” he said, letting go of your face. “No, it’s not that. I just- tonight has been a lot. So I think it is better to talk about this tomorrow,” you said.

“Of course,” Sebek said as he went to open the door. “I shall speak with you about it tomor-” He stopped as he opened the door and looked outside. The carriage had left him. You looked past his shoulder to see what made him stop in his tracks. “Sebek,.. you can’t walk home in this rain. I won’t let you,” you said behind him. “You can stay here, I don’t mind. You can even have my bed if you want to.” Sebek scoffed at the suggestion. “I would never forgive myself if I allowed you to sleep anywhere other than your bed in your own home for my sake,” he said sternly. “I will sleep on the couch. You will stay in your normal sleeping quarters for the night.”

“Your clothes are also drenched, do you want me to rummage through the drawers and see if I can find anything for you? Surely there is something that would work,” you said walking towards your stairs to go upstairs to your room. “That would be nice, Y/N. If not then I will just have to cope with the clothes until they are dried,” he said sitting on the couch and unbuttoning his tux jacket. You went upstairs and rummaged through all the drawers you could find. The only thing you found that would maybe fit Sebek was an old tshirt from god knows how long ago. He was too tall and too built for anything else. While upstairs, you took the chance to get out of your own outfit. Making sure you gently took it off and neatly tucked it away on the dresser, a gentle reminder to yourself to take it to dry cleaning before returning to Vil.

You came downstairs to find Sebek still on the couch, but he had already stripped off his tuxedo jacket and the button up underneath it. The soft light coming in from outside the windows was the only light in the room. The light hit softly on his back, just enough for you to make out the faint silhouette of it. “Here, Sebek, this is all I could find,” you said as you handed him the shirt in your hands. “Thank you,” he said as he turned his head to look at you. He pulled the shirt over his head. “It’s… a little tight, but it is not unbearable. Wearing it is only for tonight as well, it will do,” he said tugging at it to see how stretchy it was.

“I will go get you some blankets and stuff,” you said as you scurried to the hallway closet. You pulled out a few blankets and pillows for him to use for the night. Hopefully they would suffice, they were nothing in comparison to the nice, extravagant things he had at Diasomnia. You walked to the front side of the couch this time and handed them to him. His eyes locked with yours as he took them from you. In the low light, his eyes were almost reflective. “Thank you, Y/N,” he said, his gaze made you feel like there was something else he wanted to say. “I’ll see you in the morning, okay?” you said quietly. “Yes, in the morning,” he said before you walked away to go back upstairs.

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Birthday Request Event

"It's my birthday and I'll write what I want to \o/"

Gift Details ♥ Reader: AFAB!reader Character: Sir Crocodile Kink: Dealer's Choice - #5 Forced Orgasms Prompt: #17 "Did you think being outside would save you?" Gift Giver: @clumsyraccoon

Summary: You're breaking ground on a new Rain Diners location, and you decide to tease your boss/lover with a sexy outfit. You'd be safe in public, right?

Content Notes: vaginal fingering, pet names, public humiliation by technicality, use of toys, short - short but kind of dangerous.

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

You knew what you were doing. You knew what you were doing when you got dressed that morning. A nice tight dress, enough heel to push your ass into the air, but not so much as to make you unable to walk. You didn’t doll up to an extreme like this very often, but today was a good day for it.

The slit up the side of the long dress was deep enough to show just the barest hint of the top of the thigh highs you were wearing. A soft gold clip from your garter holding them in place, and near enough to the slit that you could be sure he saw it when you wanted him to.

There was a slight rise in Crocodile’s brows when he sees you, but aside from the usual morning pre-work conversation, he said little else. Assistant and lover, that was your position. You were usually completely professional during business hours, but today you were feeling a little frisky.

Today was an outdoor event to celebrate the groundbreaking ceremony for a new Rain Diners location. Construction workers would be there, investors, plenty of people who were just curious or truly interested in the development. For all the concerns people often had about Sir Crocodile, the casinos always brought in steady work, and more jobs.

After you were both settled in the limo on the way there, the tension in the air changed. Crocodile rolled the privacy window up, blocking Mr. One from sight before he pinned you down against the backseat. You let out a muffled surprised gasp just before he claims your lips, his hand slipping under the slit in your dress and slipping past your panties with ease.

Thick, warm, rough fingers teased your slit, brushing against your clit and pushing into your soft, quickly drenched pussy.

“My little desert flower.” He growls, golden eyes holding onto your gaze. “Quite the choice of attire for today.”

“I – it – Sir, it has to survive I don’t have a sp-spare outfit.” You stammer, blood flushed into your face and head spinning from the rushed assault. His fingers had your legs shivering as you put your hands against his chest.

Crocodile grins, and you can feel your blood run cold. The grin is welcome in the bedroom, but you’re in the back of the limo, minutes away from the event. He pulls a thick device from his coat pocket, something he must have used his sand to collect when you weren’t paying attention this morning, and starts to move it toward your mouth.

“Ah, perhaps not.” He muses, moving it away even as you were already parting your lips. “I don’t want to make it too easy for everyone else by smudging that lipstick.”

He brings the toy to his own lips, slowly licking the tip of it as he leers at you. It’s hot. It’s incredibly hot to have him staring at you while he’s teasing the tip of a thick dildo. You had no idea how much of a turn on it was, or how he could manage it while still looking so damned dominating.

He moves the toy between your legs, pushing it against your entrance after he moves your panties aside and slowly works it in. His thumb teases your clit as he works the thick toy into your pussy and you can feel yourself gasping from the building pleasure.

“Pl-please! S-sir-hhnnnnghhffff-uck.” You huff, trying to keep control of yourself as he skillfully assails your body. “Suwani, please!” You cry, using your nickname for him as he pushes the toy deep, burying it in you.

“Did you cum from that?” He questions and you shake your head, body shivering and on edge underneath him. “Mm, be sure to say thank you when you do then.” He says into your ear as he begins to pump the toy inside you, continuing to tease your clit with his thumb.

“Please, it’s… the li-limo st-stopped we… we have to…” Your words are breaking to pieces as the pleasure builds.

“Don’t fight it, my dear. The longer you take the more people are going to wonder.” He muses, leaning down and licking and kissing your neck to help you closer to the edge. “We’re not leaving until you cum for me.”

You grab his cloak in desperation as the pleasure starts to crest, nearly crying into the thick coat as quietly as you could while your body tensed and shivered by his will. The orgasm was intense, leaving you a shaky, and gasping mess.

He kisses you sweetly, pushing the toy in deep once you come down from your high and putting your thin panties back in place before he helps you tidy your appearance a little.

“Sir?” You question carefully.

He smiles, and your back shivers.

“It stays.” He answers evenly, and you opt not to argue. It was a short ceremony, and you wanted to get it started so you could be done with it.

You exit the limo and he helps you out as he always does. As the two of you walk through the small crowd you feel the toy begin to vibrate. You make a small, strangled sound and you hear his voice in your ear as he pauses to lean down and tap on your clipboard.

“You didn’t think being outside would save you, did you, my little desert flower?” He questions, catching your gaze for a split second before he continues to the stage.

The toy had a few intensity settings and about a dozen different rhythm settings. The ceremony was just long enough for Crocodile to click through most of them.

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all-my-love-for-harry · 4 years

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And now we’re four.

summary: a family of three becomes a family of four.

word count: 2.9k

Based on these requests:

“i love my little shy boy, it's so cute!! what do you think about artemis getting a little sibling? like maybe one of his friends is getting one and he asks y/n and harry if he can have one too? or maybe y/n and harry are actually trying for a baby? the thought of artemis with a little baby sibling is killing me omg”

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“I absolutely love your shy!boy series! Harry, Artemis, and Y/N are just so damn adorable together. I was wondering how all three would handle if (Y/N) was pregnant?”

and

“Hii ! I’m in love with your shy little boy series !!!! I was wondering if maybe you could write something about Y/N being pregnant, and Harry being over the top obsessed with her pregnancy/ the little bub and how Artemis would react?🥺👉🏼👈🏼”

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“Hello! I’m absolutely obsessed with the My Shy Little Boy series! Can we get a blurb about Artemis calling Harry, on Y/N’s phone, in the middle of the night because he’s scared?”

and

“Can you do one where Artemis is curious as to why one of his classmate's mum has a bump on her tummy and when he finds out why he keeps asking for a little sis/bro🥺”

a/n: i’ve got many request to expand this little family so i thought i’d give it a go! Sorry for taking so long!

you can find more of my shy little boy here

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February, 2020.

Ever since signing those papers, no one could wipe off the smile in Harry’s face. The endless amount of love he had for his family only seemed to multiply. Despite how sad he felt after he couldn’t give the concert the night before his birthday, he still spent the best day with the love of his life and his son.

Unfortunately, that was the calm before the storm. The following weeks Harry would be very busy doing promo for the album. He had some interviews and shows between Los Angeles, Washington and the last stop would be New York.

Y/N and Artemis had to go back to London when their long weekend was over, to return to their normal routines. Although at first the little boy tried to throw a fuss, Harry was quick to promise it would only be for a short time and he’d call every single night before he went to bed so Artemis could talk to him about his day.

It was always the same with them, Artemis had this strong attachment to Harry, one that he devolved as soon as he started trusting him more. Not that Harry would ever complain, the feeling was mutual honestly. The two of them were inseparable, Artemis wanted to do whatever Harry was doing all the time and the latest loved every single second of it.

One year into their relationship, Harry started buying matching outfits for him and Artemis, claiming he wanted them to match at all times. It was the cutest thing for those who get the chance to watch it.

“Promise you’ll call every night?” Artemis asked Harry, who was crunched down at his eye level. He had big, crocodile tears rolling down. Harry’s heart broke as he pulled his little boy for another hug, squeezing him tight to his chest.

“I promise, monkey” After one last squeeze, he let go of Artemis and went back on his feet. “Please call me as soon as you land” He now told Y/N before embracing her.

“I will. I love you so much” She said before closing the short distance between her lips and his. Harry hummed into the kiss, memorizing this exact moments so the following weeks won’t be so hard to live. “Have a safe flight”

“You too, baby” He pecked her lips one more time before looking down at his son. “You gonna take care of mummy for me, champ?”

Artemis nodded while whipping his tears and taking a deep breath. A voice called their flight and that was their call to leave. Harry would be flying to Los Angeles later that day so he needed to get going too.

He looked at his family one last time and sighed, already missing them. It will definitely be hard, but he was confident they’ll pull through.

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Harry woke up in the middle of the night because his phone wouldn’t stop ringing. He groaned before sticking one arm out of under his pillow and started to look for it. When he found it, he groaned even louder when he saw what time it was.

Without even looking at the ID, he answered the phone. His voice was deeper than usual and he was still half asleep but he managed to mumble ‘what’ to the other line.

“Daddy?” a shaky voice in the other end of the line answered him, making Harry jump out of the bed, immediately alarmed by the tone of his son’s voice.

“Hey, bud. What are you doing awake? Where’s mummy?”

“Daddy, I’m scared”

“Everything’s okay, baby. Tell me where you are”

“In yours and mummy’s bedroom” he mumbled.

“And where is mummy?”

“In the bathroom” he paused to take a deep breath. “I asked the voice in mummy’s phone to call you” Harry and Y/N had been teaching Artemis how to call them during an emergency using Siri.

“It’s okay, sweets. Can you tell me why are you afraid?” Harry was really hoping Artemis just had a nightmare or something, because he already felt powerless being miles away from them.

“I couldn’t sleep so I wanted to ask mum if I could sleep with her but when I entered the room she wasn’t there” He paused to breathe. “She’s throwing up in the bathroom, daddy. What do I do?”

In Artemis’ little six year old mind, he was responsible for his mum because Harry told him to take care of her. Before Harry could respond he heard how a door was opened and Y/N’s voice at the other end of the line.

Harry waited until Y/N had her phone back to talk again. “Hey, I’m sorry he woke you up” She said.

“He told me you were throwing up, are you okay?” Now he was worried for her.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I think I caught a stomach bug” She sighed. Y/N was now laying on her side of the bed while Artemis was cuddled to her side. “But I’m okay now”

“You sure?” Harry passed a hand through his face, rubbing the sleep off.

“Positive” She hummed. “When are you back?”

“Just two more weeks, baby. Please tell me if you’re still feeling bad tomorrow”

“I will. I bet it’ll be gone by tomorrow” She covered a yawn with the back of her hand.

“Would you put me on speaker? Wanna say goodnight to the lad” She did what Harry said and moved the phone closer to Artemis so he could hear clearly.

“Daddy?”

“Hey, monkey. Will you get some rest now?” Artemis hummed a yes. “I’m counting down the days to see you, kiddo”

“Me too, daddy”

“Good night, baby. I love you”

“I love you more” He yawned, cuddling even closer to Y/N. He was much more relaxed now that his mummy was okay.

“And I love you, Y/N”

“I love you, H. Sorry for waking you up again”

“No, please. Wake me up anytime, lover”

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March, 2020.

Y/N’s stomach bug hasn’t gotten any better. She kept throwing up every day, so Harry decided to change his flight and come home earlier than planned. He was supposed to go to Los Angeles for another week, but it was mostly to visit some people while he was still in the States so he figured he could do that other time.

He was waiting for his flight to be called, bouncing his leg anxiously. He couldn’t wait to go back home and do absolutely nothing but spend time with his family until it was time to go on tour.

His phone started ringing so he grabbed it from the pocket of his jacked and smiled when he saw his mum was calling him.

“Hi, mum” He said cheerily.

“Hi, darling. How are you?”

“I’m good, waiting in the airport for my plane”

“I thought you would stay there until next week?”

“Y/N isn’t feeling great so I’m flying early” He shrugged. Taking the decision to change his flights wasn’t a hard one, his girlfriend was sick and it was his job to take care of both her and his son.

Anne smiled even though Harry wouldn’t be able to see her. “That’s nice. I’ll give her a call to see if she needs something”

“Thanks mum. I’m sure she’d appreciate that”

They kept talking for a little more, catching up. He was looking forward spending more time with his mum once he was back. “Harry” Anne called him.

“Yeah?”

“When are you gonna pop the question, son?”

“What question?” He asked, accent thicker.

“You know which one” He could feel his mum rolling her eyes. “When are you gonna ask Y/N to marry you?!”

“I won’t discuss this over the phone, mother” he chuckled. “Besides, I just made you a grandma recently, woman. Give me a break” Harry joked, making her laugh.

“I’m sorry! All I’m saying is you already have a son together, why not tight the knot?” she paused, dramatically sighing. “I’m getting old and I’d appreciate to watch my children get married”

He rolled his eyes. “One, you’re not old so stop that. And two, you have other child” A voice called Harry’s flight. “I gotta go, mum. I’ll call you when I land”

“Please do. I love you, honey”

“I love you more”

A long trip was waiting for him so he got comfortable on his seat after sending a quick text to Y/N. He’d be landing before lunch, meaning he would be able to pick Artemis up from school. He closed his eyes, hoping to take a quick nap during the flight.

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Harry landed one hour before Artemis was supposed to get out from school, so the car he called drove him directly home. He thanked the driver and got his stuff out of the car, when he crossed the gates of the house, he saw Y/N’s car parked.

Y/N had told him she called in sick again because the headache she had in the morning was too strong that one of her mothers had to take Artemis to school. He was starting to get worried, thinking it could be something else and not just a stomach bug.

Opening the door, he called for his girlfriend but got no answer so he walked right upstairs to the master bedroom where she found her curled up in the middle of the bed.

“Hi, baby” He cooed, soothing her out of her sleep by caressing her cheek. Her eyes flutter open and a smile appear on her face when she saw him knelt down beside her, inches away from her face. “How are you feeling?”

“A little better. Gemma was here earlier actually, she brought me soup”

“That’s nice” He smiled softly. “I’ll go pick Artemis up, okay? Then we’ll go to the doctor”

“The doctor? Why?” she said, supporting her weight on one of her elbows.

“To check up on you. Perhaps isn’t a stomach bug” he shrugged, sitting on the empty space of the bed.

She wanted to protest, but she knew Harry would insist until she said yes so she nodded, flashing a little smile at him. “Okay, we’ll go”

He leaned to kiss her forehead, pleased with her answer. He looked at the clock in the wall and sighed. He should leave now to make it on time to Artemis’ school. “I’ll go for the monkey, okay?”

Y/N cuddled back in bed, sighing happily because Harry was finally back home. Her boyfriend smiled at seeing her getting cozy as he stood up from the bed. Harry went back downstairs and out to his car to drive to Artemis’ school.

Walking inside of the building, Harry greeted a couple of parents he knew. When he reached Artemis’ classroom, his smile grew bigger at the sight of his boy chatting with a little girl who was sitting next to him.

Artemis looked up and his eyes lighted up when he saw Harry. “Daddy” He stood from the little chair and ran towards him. “Daddy, you’re here!”

“Hey, monkey” Harry caught him in his arms. “I missed you. Are you ready to go?” His son nodded excitedly. “Go pick your backpack up” When he went back on his feet he recognized someone entering the classroom. “Cece?”

“Harry? Hi?” The blonde, pregnant woman smiled at him. “How are you?”

“I’m great, how are you? When’s the baby arriving?”

“Two months or so, we’re very excited”

“Well, congratulations. Hope it goes well”

“Thank you. Worst has already happened anyway, morning sickness was a bitch” She laughed. Harry chuckled too, something clicked on his brain, a small possibility crossing through his mind.

Could Y/N be…?

“Daddy, let’s go!” Artemis came running back.

“I’ll expect you and Y/N for the baby shower” Cece said.

“Of course. Take care, okay?” Harry smiled one last time before taking his son’s hand to walk out of the classroom.

“Daddy, what happened to Ximena’s mum?”

“What do you mean, mate? She’s pregnant”

“Pregnant?”

“She’s gonna have a baby. Ximena will be a big sister”

“How does it work?” he asked confused. “She looks… different”

They reached Harry’s car and Artemis let his dad pick him up to put him in the car seat. “Well, is because there’s a baby growing inside of her tummy”

Artemis let out a little ‘ohh’, processing the information his daddy had just told him. “So Ximena will get a sister or a brother?”

“I didn’t ask Cece, baby” Harry went in the driver’s seat and started the car, driving away. “But either of them will be perfect”

“Can I get one?” He suddenly asked, kicking his legs back and forth.

“One what?” He already knew the answer but he wanted Artemis to say it anyway.

“A brother or a sister. I’d like one, please”

Harry breathed a laugh at his boy’s politeness. “Is not that easy mate. Takes a while”

Artemis didn’t say anything for the rest of the ride, singing along to the songs on the radio. Harry kept thinking about the possibility of Y/N being pregnant herself. It would make sense to him, all the mornings she’s been waking up to throw up, how she said to him over the phone that her nose was very sensitive lately, how her boobs kind of hurt all the time and lastly, one that Harry didn’t want to mention, how she’s been gaining a little weight.

They passed through a drugstore and Harry made an impulsive decision to stop there. “Are we home?”

“Not yet. I need to grab something real quick, let’s go”

They went inside and Harry grabbed a couple of pregnancy tests of one of the shelves. “What are those for?” Artemis asked.

“Nothing, baby. Let’s go” After he paid, they walked back to the car to continue their drive home.

The arrived and Harry sent him to clean up so he could go with Y/N. When he entered the room Y/N was exiting the bathroom. “You threw up again?” He asked, setting the plastic bag on the bed.

“No, I just wanted to pee” She smiled. “Where’s my baby?”

“Washing up” He smiled back. “So, I saw Cece today”

“Really? How is she?”

“She looks great. She also said she wants us on her baby shower, by the way” She hummed. “She mentioned how at the beginning of her pregnancy she had terrible morning sickness”

“Where is this going?” She asked confused. She sat on the bed and saw the bag. “Harry…”

“Look, it’s a possibility”

“I’m not pregnant” She assured him.

“Just take the tests, please. If it’s negative, then it’s negative”

“What if it’s positive?”

“Then we’ll figure it out” He took her hands. “Please”

She sighed. “I already know this will be negative” Y/N rolled her eyes but took the bag anyways. “And I just peed, fuck” Harry chuckled, shaking his head. “Go check on Artemis while I take these”

Harry nodded and walked out of the room and to his son’s bedroom. He found him sitting on the floor with a picture book in his hands. “Daddy, I’m hungry”

“Let’s get you some lunch then, kiddo”

They went down and Harry let Artemis help in the kitchen, he was fixing something quick for lunch while waiting anxiously for Y/N to finish taking the tests.

“Harry?!” He heard from the top of the stairs.

“In a minute!” He exclaimed back. “Wait in the living room for us, mate. Turn on the telly, we won’t take long” Artemis nodded, walking towards the bedroom and doing what his daddy told him.

Harry ran upstairs to where Y/N was. “Have you look at them?”

“No, not yet” she sighed. “You do it”

“One line means negative, two lines mean you’re pregnant” He repeated the sentence over and over again. He closed his eyes for a second before letting out the air he was retaining.

He gasped when he opened his eyes and saw it.

Two lines.

With tearful eyes he took another test and saw the same result so he took the third one and smiled when he saw every single one of them had the same result. He looked at Y/N, no words needed.

“We’re having a baby” He said as he let tears roll down his eyes.

Y/N smiled before tears formed in her eyes as well. They were having a baby. She was going to be a mother again. Unconsciously, her hands travelled to her stomach. “Well, it wasn’t a stomach bug, wasn’t it?”

They both laughed through the tears as Harry took her in her arms, careful to not squeeze her too tight.

Harry’s heart was about to explode for the amount of love he was feeling right now. There was an actual baby growing inside of Y/N. He bowed to himself he’d be at all times for her, he won’t leave her side for any reason. He wanted to live the whole process. He could already imagine himself with his future newborn in his arms, so delicate and pure.

His heart and soul belonged to his family. But it wasn’t divided in two anymore. Because they weren’t three anymore. And that couldn’t be more exciting.

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My One And Only - Chapter 12

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We’re finally onto the long chapters! Yay! We’re also catching up to where I currently am spin the story so frequent updates will be a thing of the past, sorry. Oh and before you read this chapter I gotta say something,

|| TW: This chapter does cover some topics that may be sensitive to some viewers. Viewer discretion is advised ||

Rose was probably the one who gave Lila Marinette’s phone number since Lila asked sOo NicELy and Rose was too kind. So kind that she’s oblivious to the fact her kindness is hurting others.

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Marinette then looked for something to put in her hair. She decided to put her hair into a ponytail tied with a long, dark red, silk ribbon. She finished her outfit and she realised she had plenty of time left before school started. Marinette noticed a notification for a message, rolling her eyes as she saw who it was from, Lila. Marinette took a deep breath before going to read it. 'It can't be that bad, right?'

Wrong.

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Lie-la: I said that I would take everything from you and i am a woman of my word but...I'm kinda bored. This is taking far too long. You should go kill yourself, it's not like anyone would care anyway. Go to the top of News tower and jump, no one will care. I surely won't. You don't deserve happiness. Just cross to the other side. Jump. No one will care. No one ever did. They're all fake, I'm just doing a favour for you. Jump. Kill yourself. No one loves you, no one cares. Jump, jump and fall to your miserable death. On News tower at 6:30, jump. You'll be able to get a good view of the world before you die. Not like I care. Jump. Kill yourself. You're a burden, everyone hates you. Just jump, die. Bleed, bleed out and die. Jump. Die. Kill yourself. Don't forget to leave a note. HAH! Who am I kidding? No one will read it anyway. Just kill yourself already.

Marinette only needed to read it once. She had a blank expression on her face, she wasn't going to give in to emotion, even though she wanted to. Tikki, noticing the change in emotion, flew over to Marinette. She caught a glimpse of her owner's screen before gasping and going to hug her.

"Thanks, I really needed that Tikki" Marinette sniffed before gathering herself. "Come on, I don't wanna be late!" She exclaimed, plastering a smile on her face. Tikki was unsure but went in Marinette's bag anyway. Marinette ran down the stairs, grabbing a croissant and said bye to her parents. She then sprinted to school, ignoring all the 'hello's on the way to the locker room. Alya, realised this and easily became suspicious.

"Hey Girl!" She said as Marinette approached. "You feeling good?"

"Yeah, I'm fine"

Alya and Nino looked at each other, confused, then Alya looked to Chloe who only shrugged her shoulders. Obviously there was something wrong. Then Alya got an idea. She pulled her phone out and texted the only person she knew Marinette would open up to. Damian.

Me: Hey can you check on Mari today?

Damian-boi: Why? Is something wrong?

Me: I think so but she isn't opening up

Damian-boi: I'll invite her over

Then, when Alya was putting her phone away, she saw Mari look at her phone and smile. 'He'll find out what's wrong'. Nino and Chloe also noticed that Marinette had smiled for the first time that day, she only had a blank expression, tired even.

"Did you send her a message or?" Chloe asked confused.

Alya shook her head. "I didn't but I'm sure Mari now has something to look forward to later"

Chloe looked at Nino, wanting answers. He shrugged his shoulders. Either way, they were glad that their friend had a burst of happiness. But she deserved so much more.

~~~

Damian was sitting on a seat by one of his hotel room's window, reading a book from the bookshelf provided. Though, it was merely a distraction. He sighed while putting the book down, he wanted to ask Marinette on a date he just couldn't figure out how. 'Why is this so difficult?' Then a message popped up on his phone.

Césaire: Hey can you check up on Mari today?

'Is Angel ok?'

Me: Why? Is there something wrong?

Césaire: I think so but she isn't opening up

'I'll talk to her later'

Me: I'll invite her over

He sent a message to Marinette then he put his phone down, to say he was slightly concerned would be an understatement. True he had only known Marinette for a few days, but he was willing to do anything to make sure she was happy and safe. Damian knew Marinette would do the same. He wanted to come up with a plan to make her happy. And that's what he did. But he did look up the Parisian heroes first, eying Ladybug closely. 'She looks very similar to Angel, wait a damn minute...'

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The bell went and Marinette headed towards Miss Bustier's classroom with Alya, Chloe and Nino not far behind. Since Marinette was quite far ahead of them, Lila managed to sneak a comment in without Marinette's friends hearing.

"I spoke the truth earlier, you are better off dead" Lie-la sneered.

Marinette flinched slightly, Lila saw this and was convinced the Marinette had heard her. She put a clueless and innocent expression on her face but on the inside, she felt victorious. Marinette on the other hand, felt horrible and absolutely gutted on the inside but had a blank expression on her face. She wanted to break down and cry right there, but she couldn't. If she would, Hawkmoth would akumatize her and there would be no stopping the villain she would become. As she thought down, she remembered that she would be going to Damian's later which was something to look forward too.

Alya had noticed that Marinette seemed even more down than when she first came in school. "Girl, you ok?"

Marinette shot as sad smile at Alya. "Just Lila being Lila" Mari muttered to her best friend. Alya had a mix of sadness and anger towards that liar, she obviously said something to make her best friends sad. Alya still had time before Miss Bustier arrived so she shuffled to get up, only to sit back down again after Marinette had shook her head. "It's nothing serious, I don't want more backlash"

Alya sighed. "Fine but after school I will confront her". Marinette knew there was no way to get convince her best friend otherwise. 'I just have to last till the end of the day' Marinette thought to herself.

Her thought was easier said than done, Lila had managed to say some hurtful comments every time Marinette was in view without any of her friends noticing. The school day went slower than a garden snail, much to the bluenette's dismay. She wanted to get out of there, away from Lila and just break down. Lila had never managed to get this far into her skin, she swore she could feel the words stabbing her heart. It hurt. Just as the school bell went, indicating that school was over, Marinette got up and tired to leave the classroom as fast as possible. She was so close to the school doors, she thought she would be able to leave without seeing Lila. That thought was interrupted by something cold, incredibly cold, running down her back.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry Marinette!" The liar apologized though, Marinette knew that Lila had done this on purpose. 'It's 4°C, why else would she have an ice cold drink?'

"Lila what the hell!" Alya shouted gaining many, including Lila's, attention.

"I-I didn't m-mean I-it" she stammered, crocodile tears forming in her eyes.

"Alya stop shouting at Lila! It was an accident!" Rose's stern voice echoed.

Marinette ignored the conversation, or argument, that followed. She was ice cold and needed to change. Right now, the only place she wanted to be at was Damian's. She reached her parents bakery, ran up the stairs and grabbed anything that had long sleeves. She wore a rosewood over sized, turtleneck jumper with over the knee boots. By now she was warmer but not as warm as she needed to be, though she really didn't care. Lila knows where the bakery is so Marinette didn't feel safe at that moment. The bluenette then rushed downstairs, her parents weren't around 'Probably packing for their flight tonight'. Her sprinting had slowed to a casual walk as she approached the hotel doors, her face blank and expressionless. Marinette got in the lift, pressed a button and got out when she reached his floor. She stopped in front of his hotel door and took a deep breath before knocking.

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Damian closed his laptop. He had done some research on the Parisian superheroes, Ladybug specifically. He made a mental note about how similar both Angel and Ladybug were before he heard a knock at the door. 'Angel probably'. He went over and opened the door to see a frail looking Marinette, she never looked like that. That made Damian suspicious and worried. "Come in Habibti" He gestured for her to sit on the settee in his room and instead of replying, she gave him a sad smile and walked in. 'Whoever hurt her, be prepared to face my wrath'. As she sat on the couch, Damian locked the door and sat next to her. He noticed how she was avoiding eye contact so he placed his hand under her cheek, turning her head to face himself so she couldn't break eye contact. A pink blush lightly dusted her cheeks. "Angel" he began. "I am no good with emotions, I'm sure you know that by now. But that does not mean I can't tell when you're hurting. Please, tell me what is wrong"

The worried tone in his voice and the true concern in his eyes made the walls in her mind crumble. She began to speak up in a shaky voice. "W-well...today Lila kept saying things and this morning she..." her voice trailed off as she reached for her phone, opening the conversation which had that message and handed it to Damian. The hand used to reach for the phone was the hand that was cupping Marinette's cheek, she inwardly frowned but she watched as Damian read the message.

Damian face was neutral when Marinette first gave him her phone but it quickly changed. She watched as his face went from expressionless to visible anger, though, it looked like he was holding back from revealing anymore emotion. So she looked at his eyes, the eyes were the key to every soul and in his eyes she saw his true emotions. He was absolutely livid. His eyes were pools of rage. "I'll skin that fucking harlot alive" Damian snarled.

He widened his eyes in realisation to what he said and gently put the phone on the coffee table. He turned to Marinette and opened his arms for her. She needed much more than a hug in Damian's opinion, but in Marinette's, Damian was all she needed. She jumped into his arms straight away, burying her face in his chest while letting her tears flow. Seeing her so miserable made his heart break. One of his hands rubbed circles on her back while the other stroked through her hair, he also murmured comforting words into her ear. He'd deal with Rossi another time, right now he needed to focus on Marinette but he'd be damned he'd let Lila get away with hurting her.

Soon, the bluenette's tears turned into quiet, steady breathing. Marinette felt a lot better now, each comforting word from Damian had erased the meaning of each snarky comment from Lila. Anything and everything Lila had sad meant nothing to Marinette anymore, being in Damian's arms was the only thing that mattered.

"Thank you" she whispered, her face still buried in his chest.

"I'd do it again in a heartbeat, Habibti" Marinette hid her blush. Damian hummed to himself, as if he were thinking if something.

"What is it?" She asked, pulling away from the hug.

"Why don't you and I go for a walk? Just the two of us" The bluenette didn't hesitate.

"I'd like that"

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The walk was like a breath of fresh air. Damian took her to a nearby cafe to get some hot cocoa for takeaway and they strolled the streets of Paris. Their saunter lead them passed the Louvre, passed the Seine and ended on the Eiffel Tower, on the highest floor a civilian could go. The two looked over Paris, leaning forward on the banister, the sun setting beautifully. Damian looked at Marinette, she was still staring at the city's silhouette in awe. Without thinking, Damian's hand reached for the ribbon in Marinette's hair, tugging at it slightly to let her hair down. The bluenette squeaked in surprise, the red ribbon once in hair hair was now wrapped around Damian's finger.

Damian didn't think that Marinette could get even more beautiful than she already is but he stood corrected while watching Marinette's hair flow beautifully in the wind. Not only that but the way the sunset's light landed on her, how it reflected in her eyes, made her so bewitching, so captivating. 'God...you can't turn back now Wayne' He collected every piece of confidence he had in him and spoke up. "Angel, can I ask you a question?"

"Well you just did, didn't you?" She giggled as he playfully rolled his eyes at her. "Sure what do you want to ask?" Marinette looked at him, her bluebell eyes seeming more spellbinding then he had ever seen them. He couldn't trust his voice, he would only mess up. He stared at her intensely, his right hand moved to hold her cheek. She didn't pull away, she leaned into his touch while blushing ever so slightly.

'May I kiss you?'

Marinette's eyes widened in surprise, her blush now being much more visible. She looked as if she had heard the question pass through his lips though he hadn't said anything at all. It's almost as if they communicated, telepathically. Marinette nodded, answering the unasked question. Damian slowly pulled her face closer to his, they both closed their eyes as Damian pressed his lips against Marinette's. They were just as soft as he suspected. The bluenette wrapped her arms around Damian's neck, the one on her face was now in her hair and the other was wrapped around Marinette's waist, pulling her closer to his body. The kiss wasn't passionate. It was soft, tranquil and tender. And Marinette liked it. She liked him. No, scratch that. She loved him. And he loved her back.

The two only pulled away when their need for oxygen became greater than the desire for each other. When they did they make eye contact, their eyes both reflected each other's feelings. Love. Marinette stepped closer and snuggled her face into Damian's muscular chest, like how she did earlier but this one felt much more heartfelt, filled with more affection. She hummed, closing her eyes with her arms still wrapped around his neck while his were wrapped around her waist.

"So I guess this is where I ask you on a second date or-" he paused hoping that Marinette would choose the option he was about to give her. "I ask to court you"

She giggled. "I wasn't aware that this is a date but I'm not complaining". She then looked up at his face and smiled. "And I would be much more than happy to court you"

He smiled back. 'Damn her smile is contagious' "So do I have the privilege of being your boyfriend now?" Damian smirked at her.

"Well If that's the case, then I have the honor of being your girlfriend" she hummed.

Hearing that made him feel guilty. He hadn't told her his last name, and she respected that. "Damian Wayne" he mumbled.

She looked slightly confused and tilted her head.

"I don't want to keep secrets from you so I am telling you now" he breathed in. "My name is Damian Wayne. I apologize, I should've told you sooner I-"

Her eyes widened in surprise and understanding. "No need to apologize I understand"

"So this doesn't change anything between us?"

She giggled while she put her head back on his chest. "Why would it?"

Damian let out a sigh of relief. He would've leaned in to kiss her again if he didn't notice an object heading straight for her at incredible speed. His left hand went out to grab it, which he did with ease. Marinette pulled away from the hug to see what Damian had caught. It looked like something from an akumatized villain. He sighed. "I guess it would be best to get out of the villain's way"

She looked at the object in his hand, then back at him. Without thinking, she blurted out "Remember would you said about secrets?"

"What about it?"

She stepped back and muttered a few words then there was a blinding red light, he had to close his eyes for a second. When he opened them, he was face to face with the spotted hero herself. The hair once flowing in the air was now back in the pigtails the hero is seen with all the time. 'Angel is Ladybug, I was right' Though he did have his suspicions, it still surprised him nonetheless. She smiled at him.

"Y-"

She cut him off with a chaste kiss on the lips which lasted longer than she anticipated, though she had to go on her tip toes which Damian found amusing. She also managed to take the object out of his hand. "I promise to explain everything later. I'll meet you back at the hotel when I'm finished, alright?"

"God, you really are an Angel". The blush on her face was very noticeable. She smiled at him before using her yo-yo to bring her to the akumatized victim. He watched as her silhouette jumped from rooftop to rooftop. Once she was out of sight, Damian looked back at the sunset. He chuckled to himself. "I guess when you bumped into me the other day, you gave me some of your Lady Luck".

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I Thought You Hated Me Ch. 6

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~Monday, January 14th, 2019. 14/1/19~

Marinette had a good weekend, if you ignored all what Chat Noir did on that patrol that one night.

When her and Damian woke up, they had gotten ready for the day, and she managed to play UMS 3 with him. To her, he was the best competitor she had yet, since everyone else she played against lost easily.

Another thing she did was get him to try her parent's pastries. He made a comment about them being as adequate as Pennyworth's? Who was he?

But he did have to leave eventually, but she now had his number. She could and would text him as much as possible. There wasn't a moment at her home where her nose wasn't in her phone.

"Marinette! Get ready for school!" Tikki yelled at her.

Marinette looked at the time and saw she had an hour before school started. She thought that the sooner she got ready and went to school, the sooner she could stop being distracted by other things and text Damian.

She put on her outfit and went downstairs to get her breakfast. She greeted her parents and grabbed a bag and put some croissants in there.

(Just imagine that it isn't shorts and actual jeans)

Closing the bag, she was on her way to school. She took some earphones out and put them into their spot in her phone. To save her some time, she called the person she had been texting for a while. When he answered, they continued their conversation from yesterday.

Marinette wasn't really paying attention to everyone around her at school, so when one of the girls in her class took her arm and dragged her somewhere. She was confused and voiced her confusion out loud, which had Damian asking if she was alright.

She reassured him, asking him to continue, wanting to know why Alix was dragging her somewhere in the school. Damian continued on, but wondered if she had ran into problems at school.

Suddenly, Alix stopped dragging her, and she figured she was somewhere where Alix wanted her to bed. Marinette, herself, kept listening to what Damian was saying, who was complaining how much of an insomniac Tim was.

Marinette noticed that she was in a room with the other girls in her class and they were talking, but she didn't think they were talking to her, so she ignored them and listened to the person she was on the phone with.

Suddenly, while the girls were talking, Marinette said something that had nothing to deal with what they were talking about.

"If that's him on a normal day, you should see how much I slept last night. Seeing as I made the outfit I'm wearing, texting you, and dealing with the idiot who thinks they can take away Tikki, I got about an hour of sleep."

She heard him say that he was going to help her get more sleep, while the girls in her class finally got her attention.

"Marinette!" The girl who was being called upon took an earbud out and looked at them. "Were you even listening? And who are you talking to?" Alya asked.

"I'm on the phone with a new friend I recently met." She told them. But saying that didn't feel right. "And before you ask, I'm not going to tell you who they are since I respect their privacy." She told them, seeing as they were about to open their mouths to ask who it was.

"Anyways," Alya continued. "Us girls wanted to know if you could go to our sleepover this weekend. It'll be us and Li-" Before she could finish, Marinette stopped her.

"Sorry I can't. I'm doing something all weekend." Marinette answered. It was true. They were going over their suspects for Hawkmoth that weekend, and she wanted to get his terrorism over with already.

"You just don't want to go because Lila is going to be there." Mylene accused.

"I didn't even know Lila was going to be there. And I really am busy. I have a sleepover at Kagami's place, which was planned weeks ago because her mother is allowing her to have one, then I have to help at the bakery until lunch the next day, and I have lunch at Chloe's, then I have to back to the bakery, and then later, my friend that's on the phone with me right now, insists that I get as much sleep that I possibly can." Marinette started.

"Angel, I don't need another Drake around." Damian said on the phone.

Marinette rolled her eyes and continued. "Then the last day I'm hanging out with him since I don't know how long he'll be in Paris since he doesn't live here." She finished.

The girls, mentally, thought that they would follow her to see if her story checks out. "Alright, but how about we do it next weekend?" Rose asked.

Marinette nodded, more interested in her phone call. "Yeah sure, if nothing comes up."

She turned around and put her other earbud in, ignoring anyone else who was talking to her. The only person she was actually interested in talking to wasn't even in her vision range.

"Marinette, I heard that you didn't want to come to the sleepover because I was going there. Do you not like me that much that you would make stuff up just to get away from me?" Lila asked, fake tears coming into her eyes.

Marinette looked at her with a bored look on her face. "I wouldn't go even if you didn't go. I've had my plans planned way before they even asked me. And I didn't make up my plans." She went back to the book in her hand, and started reading since they were in the middle of class.

"I can't believe you're still making stuff up just so you won't have to hang out with me." Lila exclaimed, full on crocodile crying.

Their classmates were trying to console Lila while glaring at Marinette. She just rolled her eyes.

"You don't have to believe me. Just know that I have things to do. I even offered to go on one next week, and it doesn't really matter if you come or not." She said,

Her class was starting to tell her some insulting words, while Marinette just ignored them, still reading her book.

"Marinette, go to the principal's office!" Mrs. Bustier told her.

"And why do I have to go?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Because of all the yelling everyone is doing because of you." Mrs. Bustier answered.

Marinette packed up her stuff and put on her backpack. She looked over at Chloe, not expecting to see her out later. "Do you want me to ask Tim to pick you up later?" Chloe nodded at her and she headed out the door. ;

Marinette stopped before going out. "They're yelling because you can't do your damn job right and the fact that Lila cries crocodile tears every time something doesn't go her way." She told her, looking her directly in the eye.

Mrs. Bustier stood out her seat and pointed to the door. "To the principal's office. Now!"

Marinette shrugged. "You can't say I'm not telling the truth." And with that, she walked out the door, leaving an enraged teacher and stunned classmates.

"Ms. Dupain-Cheng, you're suspended for a week." Principal Democles said when he saw her in his office. Mrs. Bustier had told him what had happened, well in her eyes, and he thought to suspend her.

"Fine with me." She said, shrugging her shoulders. She stood up and walked towards the door, ready to get a ride somewhere.

"This will also be going to the school board with this." He told her.

"Anything else?" She asked, looking over her shoulder. Not getting an answer, she left going to call a special friend to pick her up.

Fifteen minutes later, classes let out. Everyone came out and got ready to change their classes.

Everyone in Mrs. Bustier's class stayed in their groups and went to the front of the school since Alix and Kim wanted to have a race before their next class started.

Before they did that, they spotted Marinette sitting on the front bench in front of the school. She seemed to be looking in front of the school.

"What happened Marinette? Did you get expelled from school?" Lila asked, while everyone else started laughing.

Before Marinette answered, a guy on a motorcycle came in front of the school. No one could see who he was because of the helmet, but he was wearing a leather jacket with some black jeans. They couldn't see what shirt he was wearing because the jacket was covering it.

He took off his helmet and put it on the handle of the motorcycle. The guy had tan skin with green eyes. Anyone who saw him just stopped and stared at him. Some recognized him, while some just stopped and started because they thought he was handsome.

Marinette got up from her seat and went to the guy. He handed her a helmet and she placed it in her hands.

"Demon boy!" Chloe yelled out, causing all the attention to go on her while she went up to the duo. "Is Tim coming to pick me up later?" Chloe asked.

"I don't know about Drake's whereabouts Bourgeois." The guy, Damian, told her.

Chloe rolled her eyes and went on her phone to call someone. Marinette just put her helmet on and sat on the motorcycle. Damian sat in front of her and put his hand on the handle. Marinette held onto his waist. They drove off, moving far away from the bakery across the street.

"I can't believe she's cheating on Adrien." Alya said, when she saw the two driving by.

Lila just agreed, while she started some rumors about how she thinks they got together. Adrien, who was watching everything in the distance, was upset that ex moved on so quickly.

A/N: So, if you want to read the parts I haven’t posted yet, you could read it on my Wattpad since I had that there before posting it here. It has the first eight chapters of this story. The user is the same. @morganlbr The tag list are just people who have commented on this or asked about it.

@northernbluetongue @thecaptainthunder @our-preciousss @buginetye

#daminette #mlb x dc #timxchloe #maribat #adrinette

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malibumiu · 3 years

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“Running doesn’t matter. I’ll hunt you down if I have to.”

aka Naejunko angst (?) idk this came from yandere prompt list so yea (Warning: Violence, guns)

enjoy!

“I have to keep running… I have to keep running… get up Makoto come on..” It's the mantra that he had to keep telling himself, he was close! Getting so close! To where? He wasn’t sure! But he knew he had to be close, somewhere! Anywhere! From that god forsaken base! He needed to find the others, surely they would be looking for him! That would mean they should be around the area surely with his luck the others would be able to find him or if his luck was being extra nice maybe he’d find them first!

Though a pain throb quick made him hiss in pain, staggering slightly as he took shelter in a half decrepit hotel lobby. Furniture was both turned and unturned glass and debris everywhere, the light from the maroon sky making it look more eerie than it should be. He quickly ducked down behind the receptionist desk, trying to make himself as small as he could manage, he would have gotten under completely but that would be rather hard when you have two arrows in your back. His entire body felt sore and tired, his wounds from his “executions” not having properly healed yet, he was sure a few of them had tore themselves open again already, he just prayed that there wasn’t a blood trail.

“Calm down Makoto..calm down..” he closed his eyes trying to steady his heart beat and control the trembling throughout his body, “Calm down,” another breath, “She probably has forgotten about you by now. Yeah that's it..” another, “ S-She found a new toy to play with, she has gotten over you..just focus on get out alive-”

Static crackles from above him catching his attention, with minimal pain he shot out from under the desk and found a CB radio, perfect! He quickly clamored up the mic and began fiddling with the dial Maybe it was a call for help?! Or Kyoko, or Byakuya-

“Makotoooo baby~ you're heaven sent you know so why are you SO hellbent on being such a bad boy to me~?”

Makoto dropped the mic slowly backing away from the radio..No...she- she couldn’t have! He already pulled the tracker arrow out from his thigh! How could she-?!

The radio let out static crackle, her voice felt closer; it was like he could still feel her on him, her breath, her perfume, her nails, just her.

“Makaroco babybabybaby~! You know I like a bad boy I do! With their cigarette smoke, motorcycles, bad attitude and all, so cooooool right!? But they also reek of insecurities, blood and cowardice. But you aren’t them baby, no.. you're my sweet little darling my little macarena~. OH! You're just so sugary sweet you probably gave me diabetes! That being said..” His mind felt like it was on autopilot at this point, he didn’t even realize that he had got up and started running again, until he landed on the ground with a thud and looked around, finding glass around him, ah he must have jumped out of a window. At least escaped-

“AS I WAS SAYING-“ With a screech of the sound system outside her voice came over again, “That being said Makoto, you have a weakness.. a big weakness baby and it's that you care entirely too much for people.”

He began to run, he didn’t care, he ignored the pain in his back and throbbing pain all over his body, he didn’t care he just needed to run, he needed to stop hearing her.

“Your- no.. OUR friends after all the shit they put you through you still cared for them, in the last trial you got them out of despair, they didn’t deserve it. Earlier you told them to direct all their anger toward me! The mastermind and in the end you couldn’t bring yourself to even fully hate me, you wanted to help me. How could I say no you babe?” “Babe?” he spat, letting out a dark chuckle, he could feel himself slowing down his limp “Yeah sure.”

“You know Makoto there's a lot I’d do for you, you know? It's SO weird honestly I can hardly believe it myself, a lot of things bore me but not you. You somehow keep my mind entertained, you keep me guessing, predicting! Even when we were in school and dating! But one thing was obvious, you were quite the popular guy herbivore. Those bitches would flock all over you! Both the main and reserve course, they were like leeches, those whores...trying to suck all the kindness out of you, probably hoping you’d knock them up with a kid and tie you down, I- i couldn’t have that we were dating after all! I tried to tell to back the fuck off; the main course girls grew their brains and did until valentines time day that is.. anyway those reserve skanks didn’t listen… so let’s just say.. I thought them a lesson? Oh makoto you should have been there. It was delightfully gross! Blood everywhere! Some remainders of guts Oh-! and one bitch even pissed herself it was fucking hilarious Mako!!”

Makoto could only lean against the wall in horror as the fashionista let out howls of laughter, meanwhile he felt even more guilt swelled in his heart. First his classmates and now some girls he doesn’t even know or remember were dead because of him?!

“That little incident cost me a good outfit and shoes but it was allllll worth it for you baby~. I couldn’t have you taken from me, your mine. MINE. I did soooo much for you Makoto! I marked you, loved you hell I even Killed for you! I was even such a loving girlfriend that I brought you to my base where I treated your injuries, gave you good meals, shelter and new friends! And you still leave me! How could you be so cruel Makoto Naegi?! HOW COULD YOU?!”

Said boy cringed at her cries, he couldn’t truly tell if they were actual tears or crocodile tears but even so it made him want to go and comfort her, hold her close and tell her everything was fine, no Junko- Murukro would probably still love you even after all you did-

“But no matter, I still forgive you. You’re just running because you want to be a cheeky little shit dontcha? You wanna play games huh? That’s ok babe, I like this game cat and mouse, prey vs predator, hide and seek? Tag even, games like these are rather fun especially when the mouse is a cute lil boy like you Makoto~ Oh~! I am ready to pounce ya! Rawr :3!”

It was at this point that Makoto felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, he looked around, there was no one around except for those of the dead and from what remained of the taller buildings he could see no one so... why did he feel like he was suddenly being watched? Before he knew it he started running again.

“But you should have already known Babe, running away is pointless because in the end Makoto Naegi I’ll always find you.”

Junko smiled as she clicked off the microphone for a moment to line up her shot. She looked in the scope again to make sure that he was there and he was probably because of the limp in his run, that fall in the pit and the swords did a multitude on him. And though it hurt her poor maiden heart to see him like this, it definitely made it easier for her. Normally this would be Izuru’s job but this time however he was waiting a block away with the car to scoop him up before he bled out to death. She checked the barrel of the sniper rifle once more, the upgrades Izuru did the bullets should disable him for a while. She looked back into the scope, lining up the shot once more, laying her finger gently on the trigger while her other hand reached for the mic. She held it close, her eye watching him like a hawk as she watched his sad effort of a run.

“But please remember that I’m doing this because I love you Makoto.”

She pulled the trigger without hesitation and watched as he fell to the ground, wriggling around on the ground in pain as he cradled his knee in agony. Then the strangest thing happened: he stopped, and he...started to crawl?! What the hell?! Why wasn’t staying put like a good boy?! Nononono this wouldn’t do! She knew he was rather stubborn and (she said so herself) unpredictable but now was not the time for that!

She looked back into the scope to line up and take the shot again. Taking the second shot wasn’t hard, especially since he wasn’t as much of a moving target as the first time. She made to pop his other knee or maybe it was his thigh? She wasn’t too sure but she did know it didn’t hit a non vital area so he should be good and he looked to be down for the count finally.

“Kamukuraaaaaaa~” she sung into walkie talkie that was attach to her coat, “Be a dear and go the little rascal will ya~? Mama can’t have her big catch lying on the street once you get him, be sure to come back around and get me too Kk? Gooooood!”

Clicking off she sighed and began to pack up, she knew Makoto would be fine after all she did make sure not him in non-vitals areas but with these new injuries on top of his probably already reopened previous wounds. He would probably be bedridden for a bit, but that would be fine by her, it would only insure that he’s incapable of leaving-leaving her. He didn’t need his friends, his friends clearly had no trouble discarding him in the 5th trial, so why would they need him now? She needed him, not his hope or anything, just him. His optimism, kindness, comfort, warmth and love that's all she wanted. She would be damned if she let anyone take him from her. Didn’t they know? Junko Enoshima always got what she wants no matter the cost. Even if it required bloodshed.

#naejunko #makoto naegi #junko enoshima #fic #danganronpa #prompts

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amazon-me-bitches · 3 years

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Title: Borderline Pairing: Roman centric, Platonic Creatwins, background Roman/Thomas Synopsis: Roman is already having a bad day and now there’s a hole in the border wall separating his and Remus side of the imagination. Authors note: I am a delicate baby that can’t handle criticism so if you don’t like it it np just feel free to quietly keep scrolling (= no comment needed. I am bad at breaking things into chapters and I use commas more like sprinkles than anything so...I tried. ----------------------------------------------------- Roman sighed leaning on the balcony railing. He looked out over his kingdom in the imagination and felt the warm air and sun on his face. It was truly beautiful but even the smell of the hanging lilacs could not stop the moisture from building in his eyes or the burn of his throat.

He swiped a hand against his face angerly scrubbing at the tears. He rested his arms and head on the railing, biting his lip as the sobs just kept coming. Gasping for air between the sobs, he heard someone calling up to him.

“ Sire there’s a problem with the eastern border, there seems to be a..crack in the wall and things are escaping into our kingdom.” a guard called up. Roman growled and sat up. “Rally the guards, thank you for informing me.” Damn it not now you bastard. He walked downstairs and out the front door. He grabbed his huge shire horse and headed toward the eastern wall. There was indeed a crack a ways into the woods. He drew his sword and cautiously made his way into the forest. Normally he would fear no creature because he himself had created them, so he was never in any real danger, but he could neither predict nor control Remus creations. The worst part was he needed his stupid brother to fix his side of the crack as well or it would just reopen. This meant venturing into Remus kingdom on his side of the imagination.

He waved some of his knights through, but briefly considered getting one of the other sides to go with him but shook his head not wanting to bother them. They got enough of him as it was. He walked though and noticed immediately he was in a swamp. He grimaced at his white suit. He would have conjured a different outfit but he couldn’t conjure on his brothers side, just as Remus could not conjure on his. There were several sounds surrounding them as he and his men made their way though the thick water and mud. Something that sounded suspiciously like a crocodile slide into the water off the muddy bank. It wasn’t until they were making their way though the taller swamp grass, in waist deep water, that he felt something grab his leg and pull him down. He thrashed in the water a moment trying to stab whatever was grabbing him. he finally opened his eyes briefly and saw part of a anaconda sized snake trying to wrap around his body. He managed to slice into the creature with his sword and forced it to retreat. He resurfaced and reached out having one of his men help him up. “Prince Roman! are you alright!?” He nodded coughing and shaking off water. “onward” he coughed.

They made their way to something that looked like a dirt road, still flanked by forests. “Which way is the kingdom?” one of them asked looking down the road. “I think its east, this way” He said starting down that direction. No sooner had they set their pace they encountered a group sitting near the road. They sat on logs around a fire slowly cooking something in a large pot. Laughing and drinking, their clothes were worn and dirty but then so was his now as well. They noticed Roman and walked over smirking. “ well well what do we have here?” one of them asked, showing his gnarled teeth. Roman could smell him from there. Roman’s knights blocked their path guarding him. “You there, do you know the fastest way to get to the castle from here?” he asked holding his head high. jaw set and regal as ever. “Yeah we might know where it is, but we don’t give out information for free you know, what can you give us in return Pretty?” A man with a long beard asked gazing lustfully at the prince. “How dare you speak to him that way he is the crowned Prince” one of his knights snapped, they were moving into defense formation. “How very kind of you to offer, I am flattered, truly, however I am just here to speak to your…ruler for lack of a better word. If you do not wish to assist us, I ask you to let us pass so we may continue on our way.” He said keeping his tone light but commanding. His hand hovered over his swords hilt.

“ooh so proper your majesty” a guy laughed, fake bowing. Roman tried to walk around them but a few more of them blocked their way. “Sorry cutie but we don’t let anyone pass without…giving us something. so what’s it going to be gold or…you?” he grinned reaching out to grab at Romans chin but Roman jerked back and slapped the guys hand away. “You will keep your distance sir. If you will not willingly step aside, we will have no choice but to force you” he snarled drawing his sword. It happened slowly and yet all at once the man drawing his own dagger and running at him. His men jumped into the middle of the battle each choosing an opponent. Roman countered the dagger and made a swipe for the mans torso which he dodged with ease. The man was fast, he was agile but Roman was better. He landed a cut to the mans arm as he man landed a cut across Romans cheek. He gritted his teeth and jumped back wiping the blood off him as he ran toward the man once again. He swung at him this time, faking to the left and catching the man off guard his sword plunged straight into he mans heart. The mans blood spurted all over him and he wiped in vein to get it off his face only smearing it. He dropped and Roman panted catching his breath before putting his sword back in its sheath. “Let us continue” he said to his 2 remaining men. It had been quite a bloody battle. and several bodies were now scattered about.

They trudged up a hill and finally the top of the castle was visible. black brick and gothic architecture with green flags adorning the top. Credit where credit was due, it looked better than the last time he had seen it.

They continued down the road and saw the gates of the kingdom. He walked up to the large doors and called up to the guard. “ you there, open the gate I need to get to the castle.”

The man looked at him and took in his muddy and bloody clothes and face and outright laughed. “ Fall in the swamp did you? be gone peasant.” Roman growled. “Watch your tongue sir, I happen to be a prince!” That made the man laugh harder and call over to his friend “oy get a load of this guy, thinks he is a prince.” he laughed. “Open the gates at once! I must get to your ruler.” he yelled angerly. The men stopped laughing glared at him. “What business have you with Prince Remus!?”

“I am his brother and he needs to come fix his kingdom because it is spilling into mine!” He said rolling his eyes, how hard was it to keep your shit on your side? “be gone imposter! Prince Remus brother has not been here in years. we could chop off your head for telling such lies.” “oy isn’t his brother like also a prissy little primadonna? his hair wouldn’t even be out of place much less his attire.” Roman growled and walked away.

He would have to find his own way in. He walked the perimeter of the castle and found a exposed side. there was a window at the top as well but it was so far up he had to squint to see it. He sighed, how was he supposed to get up there?! He sat down against the cool bricks and ran a hand through his hair. “Sire how are we to-” “I don’t know! I don’t always have all the answers!” he snapped. He wanted to give up and just go home or back to the common room in the mindscape and watch movies with the others, but this was his responsibility and he had to protect his kingdom. Thomas goes to his kingdom when he dreams. If Remus’ influence gets to his side while Thomas is there it might cause him to have night terrors instead of dreams, if he didn’t get the hole patched. Perfect just one more way he can mess up Thomas’ life. he drew his knees up and wrapped his arms around them, ducking his head.

“Oh you truly are pathetic, stop crying like a little bitch and come and get me.” he heard someone call. He looked up at the tall window again to see Remus leaning out it smirking. “Remus get down here now, there is a hole in the wall and you need to come fix it!” He called up.

“Nah, no fun, tell you what though, you find a way in here and we will talk.” he laughed stepping away from the window. “REMUS!” he yelled but no one came back. He kicked the castle wall and thought for a moment. He headed toward the forest again. It was a long walk but he finally found himself at a cave. He peeked in to see a cauldron bubbling by a stone fireplace and a old woman with scales and horns muttering to herself as she played with her voodoo doll. “Are you the dragon witch of Remus kingdom?” They both had a dragon-witch but his lived in a cottage. Remus’ apparently lived in a mountainside cave. She began to cackle. “ who’s asking?” “me obviously, uh..I am Prince Roman of the Light kingdom. I have come to ask a favor.”

She chuckled and faced him. “You need a favor? what right have you to ask a favor of me? what is in it for me?” she grinned meanly. “what is it you want?” he gulped as she moved closer to him. “You convince Remus to let me live at the palace instead of this place and I will help you.” He barked out a laugh. “My dear I could not convince my brother to put on a jacket in a snow storm, he is just that stubborn.” She shrugged and turned back to her stew. “very well then, you know the way out.” “Wait are you really not going to help me!?” he asked offended. “ I named my price, can you do it or not?” She asked firmly. “He bit his lip hoping he wasn’t lying about this. ”Yes I can, you have my word“ he said firmly. She smirked. “what do you want from me, Light prince?” “get me into the castle so I can see my brother. the castle is locked down.” She smiled and walked to the center of the room as a white light engulfed her transforming her into her full dragon form. “Hop aboard before I change my mind” she sighed. Remus was watching two men fight to the death in front of him as he sat on his throne and sipped something foamy and green from a chalice. Everything stopped when Roman kicked open the door to the large throne room flanked by the dragon witch. “ohh look who finally made it. I was beginning to think you just gave up.” he smirked. “What happened to you, you look worse than you usually do.” “your kingdom happened, you asshat, now come fix the hole in the wall with me so I can go home.” “Now why would you want to do that, seems to me you’ve had more fun over here battling monsters than crying in your ivory tower, all alone, on your side.” Remus smirked. One of the men snickered. “crying? what a pussy” Remus turned a cold gaze to him and kicked a lever by his throne opening a floor under the man and dropping him into a pit. “Just get over here and help me for once in your life!” Roman sighed. The dragon witch cleared her throat and gestured to him. He gritted his teeth mannn he didn’t want to do this. “also uh.. this young lady here has requested a favor. she wishes to stay in the castle instead of um…her cave?” Remus chuckled and sat up a bit more. “really? you are going to burst in here and ask two favors of me and not tack ‘please’ on the end to any of them?” He asked laughing.

“I’ll fight you, swords and if I win, you have to get off your ass and come help me and you have to let her live here with you.” Remus hummed “what if I win?” “what do you want?” Roman asked cautiously. Remus thought about it a bit. “Nerdy Wolverine” he said finally. Roman raised an eyebrow. “what now?” “Logan, If I win I get Logan.” Roman paused and raised his brows. “uhh I have several questions and issues with that 1. Why Logan, I thought you hated him? also I can’t bet you Logan he is another Side also one of my closest friends not an object. And furthermore. oh my god are you in love with Logan?!” he gasped appalled. “Are you jealous? thought you had a thing for our darling little Emo Nightmare?” Remus chuckled. Roman growled a bit. “Virgil is just a friend…and who I like is none of your business. If you want to fight then come down here and do it!” he said drawing his sword.

Remus stood and summoned his own sword since Roman called the terms with swords leaving his morning star by his throne. They began by just encircling each other. One thing he knew about fighting Remus was that he would have to be on his guard, because they were very evenly matched. When the first clash of metal rang out from their swords colliding it felt like the whole castle shook. The fight drew on long, without so much as either of them drawing blood on the other. They knew each others moves so perfectly it was more like watching a dance than a fight.

One wrong step however sent Roman falling to the floor, rolling away from a slashing motion, only for him to drop his sword by accident. Remus kicked it away and Roman got to his feet swiftly making for the other side of the room when a pain shot out of his side as Remus’ sword sliced into him just slightly. He hissed and grabbed a shield from a suit of armor on the side of the room and blocked the next barrage of attacks. He made his way back over and managed to get his sword back in hand, smiling at being back on the offensive. He slashed out making a long cut down his brothers leg. Remus hissed in pain and with his good leg kicked the shield out of Romans hands making slashes at his throat now in earnest. He backed Roman into a corner laughing. Roman cursed when he realized he had nowhere to go.

“ Poor Ro strategy has never been your strong suit has it?” He asked pointing his sword just inches from the Light side. “give?” He asked grinning evilly. Roman was trying to catch his breath when he looked up. He looked so exhausted and given out. Which is why when he suddenly slashed out over Remus, cutting down a tapestry making it fall over the dark side, it was such a surprise. He took the advantage of Remus being blinded to kick his feet out from under him. knocking him down and stepping on his wrist that held the sword. The first thing Remus saw when he finally got the cloth off his face was Roman standing over him with his sword an inch from his face. “Give?” he asked smirking. Remus rolled his eyes. “yeahhh give” he pouted. Roman narrowed his eyes and put his sword away and stepped away from him. They just stood there starring at each other a few moments just catching their breath. “Will you come with me now? I want to get this done before Thomas gets to my side of the imagination.” Remus rolled his eyes. “Thomas is not a child, he can handle a few monsters, honestly why are you all so protective? Its sickening.”

Roman straightened up “because I’m still his Prince and Its my job to protect him, A job I take very seriously and at which I cannot afford to fail.” He said closing his eyes a moment. “well aren’t you just a lovesick puppy.” Remus chuckled. Roman growled “can we move this along?” he asked impatiently willing his blush to go away. Remus rolled his eyes and poofed them back to the hole in the boarder wall.

“oh good swamp water again” Roman sighed looking down. “wow” Remus said simply looking at the cracked wall. “yeah, lets get this fixed.” Roman said stepping back onto his side of the imagination. “You ready?” he asked holding up his hands. “Yeah better get this fixed quick before your date gets here.” Remus smirked. “shut your noise hole” Roman hissed. “well do come visit soon Ro, this is the most excitement we have had in quite some time huh?” he grinned putting his hands up to mirror Romans. Sparks and sparkles began to form between them slowly repairing the wall. “Y-yeah right” Roman said with less sarcasm in his voice than he expected. He hated to admit that he had had fun despite everything. He glanced once more at Remus before the last brick appeared and gave him a tiny smile before the wall was completed.

He heard a call from across a grassy field and turned to see Thomas waving at him. “ Where have you been? I was worried.” he laughed. “are you alright?” he asked wide eyed. Roman looked down at his clothes and blushed before cleaning his outfit and face with one snap of his fingers, ah it was good to be home. Roman grinned. “I assure you I am fine Thomas, just doing some Princely duties, sorry to keep you waiting.” He said walking over. Thomas hugged him “no problem Princey, so what are we doing tonight?” Roman waved a hand and a lighthouse and ocean appeared to the side. the smell of salt filled the air and the sounds of waves started up. “Simple midnight boat ride or pirate adventure?” He asked holding out his hand, which Thomas took, smiling warmly. Remus sat back down on his throne as the Dragon witch began to move her things in. “This here’s my half of the throne room, that’s your half, you remember that and their won’t be no problems here today.” she cackled as she walked by carrying a lamp. Well that was fun but it was nice to have things quiet again…or as close to quiet as they got around here. He sat back on his throne and willed some music to come on the speakers, smiling to himself. Maybe he should break the wall again soon. Someone had to give that stupid brother of his some excitement every now and then.

The End

#sandersides fanfiction #Roman Sanders

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davids-cartoon-corkboard · 4 years

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Crikey!

“Bug Busters” teased a bunch of future characters that, based on Draxum’s soapboxing, are all human-base mutants, rather than animal-base mutants or yokai or aliens or what have you.

To the surprise of absolutely no one, I’ve taken an interest in Leatherhead.

His first interactions with the turtles are usually antagonistic before he warms up to them and becomes their ally. Rise!Leatherhead, however, might stay antagonistic.

His outfit is based on his ‘87 cartoon and Archie comics iterations, but I’m looking at the villain angle so I’m taking details from ‘87.

87!Leatherhead would typically make use of traps and firearms while fighting. He acted for his own immediate benefit or for revenge, and had no problem screwing over his fellow mutants to do so.

If Rise!Leatherhead is like this, what kind of person would he have been before getting mutated?

We’ve already got Meat Sweats as a parody of Gordon Ramsey, why not have someone parody Steve Irwin, famously nicknamed “The Crocodile Hunter”?

Jack Marlin was a character in the Mirage comics and 2k3 cartoon who went after the turtles and Leatherhead because he got bored with hunting regular animals. His obsession was so extreme that he continued to pursue them even after Leatherhead ripped off a couple of his limbs.

I like the idea of Rise!Leatherhead being a composite character, a "crocodile hunter” in the sense that a guy who hunted crocodiles became a crocodile with a gun.

But if Leatherhead is the hunter in this iteration, who is his quarry? The synopsis for “Todd Scouts” states that Todd gets captured by a group of hunters. Perhaps one of them will be Marlin.

Perhaps Marlin will already be missing a limb in his debut, and his pursuit of Todd and other mutants/yokai suggests that whoever took it is more than a mere animal.

Marlin’s nemesis has to be someone way more intimidating than a little capybara man. Some huge predator that Marlin considers a worthy opponent, someone who fights instead of runs, someone who would look really cool as a big game trophy.

A long time ago, Marlin was traipsing through the New York City sewers in search of the giant alligators that are rumored to be down there. Instead, he found a young alligator snapping turtle, lost and alone. Marlin, being the terrible horrible garbage man that he is, didn’t give a damn that this one stood on two legs and was crying for his family.

Marlin tried to kill Raph. Raph bit off Marlin’s arm.

Such a traumatic experience would explain why Raph started panicking immediately after getting separated from his brothers in “Man vs. Sewer”, and why he reacted so violently when threatened by “sewer monsters”.

Raph straight-up blacks out when he gets too scared. This, combined with how young he must have been during the encounter, suggests that he doesn’t remember Marlin.

But Savage Raph probably does. And when he meets Marlin again, they are going to have one hell of a rematch.

#rottmnt #rottmnt theory #leatherhead #jack marlin #jess marlin #leatherhead's name was jess in the archie comics so im borrowing that here #man vs. sewer #the 'raph is a system' theory

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leemaoo · 4 years

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stuff i, a person who only finished mha s1, said while watching heroes rising

*spoilers(??) below the cut*

◇ is this the sub version or the dub? *sees subtitles* it's sub okay thank god

◇ i just want to hear the bird man's sub voice,, i only heard his dub one

◇ o shit a chase scene

◇ i still can't get the fact that stain was inspired by the tmnt wtf

◇ D A B I ? ? (has only read fanfiction about him)

◇ oh hey endeavor

◇ wait what happened to all might?

◇ OHMYGOSHITSBIRDMAN *immediately turns on fan*

◇ YALL IT'S WINTER HERE BUT IT'S SO HOT ALL OF A SUDDEN

◇ ooh wolf man

◇ eW MINETA

◇ awh tsuyu uwu

◇ *gasp* pIKA PIKA BOY

◇ S O N I C B O I

◇ WAIT I FORGOT RUSSIA'S VA VOICED THE PRINCIPAL GUY-

◇ kaminari you little babie 🥺

◇ fly my little bird boi, fly

◇ woah momo's got a real useful quirk

◇ damn kid you're judgemental as hell, what did them heroes do to you?

◇ katsuki wtf you havent done shit all day?

◇ dude why are you out wearing your hero outfit?

◇ wAIT BAKUGOU KNOWS ABOUT ONE FOR ALL??

◇ V I L L A I N S ? ?

◇ WHERE'S MY FUCKING WATER BOTTLE IT'S HOT IN HERE ALL OF A SUDDEN-

◇ there's a crocodile villain lol

◇ WHAT THE FUCK IS DR ROBOTNIK DOING HERE?

◇ yo that's a dope quirk

◇ n i n e ?

◇ nO THE KIDS

◇ KATSUKI CALM YOUR TITS

◇ what a fucking badass

◇ dude calm down it's just a kid-

◇ *hyperventilates everytime hawks comes on screen* wHAT THE FUCK HE DOESNT EVEN WEAR BLUE-

◇ protect katsuma at all costs

◇ wait nine's quirk reminds me of john from unordinary

◇ hEY WHAT YOU DOING SHOOTING BROCCOLI BOI

◇ KATSUKI COMIN TO SAVE HIS BEST FRENEMY

◇ bRO IT'S SO EPIC AND WE'RE ONLY HALFWAY THROUGH THE MOVIE

◇ where's birdma- *tokoyami enters the scene* different one but he counts

◇ dEKU MY BABY YOU'RE ALRIGHT-

◇ YES AOYAMA SHOOT THEM WITH THAT SPARKLE SPARKLE BELLY

◇ ZOOMZOOMZOOMZOOMZOOMZOOM

◇ HEY DONT YOU DO THAT TO MY BABY

◇ MINA MY BABY

◇ YES TOKOYAMI GO OFF,, AVENGE THE CINNAMON ROLL

◇ oh no iida's running out of leg power

◇ OH NO MY CHILDREN-

◇ IZUKU STAY BACK

◇ *sees city scape* oH WORM?? AM I GOING TO SEE??

◇ *turns on electric fan again*

◇ WAIT THEY JUST GOT THE NEWS??

◇ LITTLE GIRL STAY AWAY FROM HIM

◇ DONT YOU FUCKING HURT HER

◇ IZUKU THANK HEC- OMG KATSUKI YOU FUCKING HERO

◇ kaminari my little pika pika babie

◇ 100%?? izuku you wanna pass out again??

◇ dude their clothes are getting ripped to shreds-

◇ "what would all might do?" lmao what would lou jitsu do?

◇ wOAH WAIT WHAT THE FUCK?? HE'S GONNA GIVE HIM ONE FOR ALL??

◇ YO WAIT WHAT THE HELL??? *HYPERVENTILATING INTENSIFIES*

◇ BOTH HAVE IT??

◇ lmao they look like super saiyans

◇ wHY YALL GOTTA MAKE IT SO EMOTIONAL???

◇ WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE PROS MAN???

◇ YALL ALREADY KNOW SHIT'S GETTING INTENSE IF IT'S ONLY MUSIC

◇ WHAT IS EVEN HAPPENING???

◇ KATSUKI NO THIS IS YOUR FINAL *SOBBING ALREADY*

◇ IZUKU NOT YOU TOO

◇ KEIGO MY FUCKING HUSBAND WHERE WERE YOU

◇ hEY NO IZUKU STOP THAT

◇ WHAT THE FUCK IT'S STILL THERE

◇ ENDEAVOR MY DUDE HAHAHAHA

◇ KEIGO WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO DRAMATIC FOR??

◇ WOAH SHIRIGAMI THANOS SNAPPED NINE

◇ little girl has a crush on katsuki

◇ awh these little kids uwu

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #dumb things i said #lee's dumb rambles #you can tell who's my favourite pro hero #hey im posting smth else other than tmnt #coolio :D #but i still love them turts #also i think i have a type-#but that's for another day

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rockettransman · 5 years

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Rocketman Watch #4 Thoughts

i have so many MORE thoughts can you believe it wow here we go

(i wrote these as i watched it so they’re in order im p sure)

man, his intro monologue during group therapy is just as gripping as it was when I first watched it. And the transition to the bitch is back is so fuckin good. My palms are sweating.

There’s some commentary about forgiving and loving your inner/past child, but I don’t have the words for it at this moment. In the beginning he’s staring down, confused and scowling at his child self, but at the end, he embraces him in a way his father and loved ones never did.

Was he in therapy/rehab WHILE touring and doing music? Stomping into the room in his regalia would have me believe so. I know group therapy was a medium for storytelling. Was it just signaling the very beginning of his story, because we go through different stages through his actions and clothing changes?

Lmao I imagine it must take some pretty cool parents to allow their, like, six or seven year old child to be in this movie. He said bitch so many times.

Took me a hot second to realize the orchestra he’s conducting is playing Rocket Man. The violins are so pretty. Imagine being picked to be in the orchestra on set and getting smile up at the tiny little kid who played Elton. My heart would absolutely swell seeing a little kid being so fantastic at this really intense job.

Kit Connor did amazing in his role. He’s fifteen and he’s already done so much! Imagine growing up knowing you played Elton John as a kid. Getting to work alongside him and his husband and the dozens of incredible actors. Wowie. I’d never shut up about it.

I LOVE how 12 year old Elton is playing the piano SO HARD and is trying to rock out as hard as he can while playing classical music. The boy wanna ROCK dammit.

HE GLANCED UP THE TINIEST BIT WHEN THE MAN ASKED IF ANYONE HAD A FAG (slang for cigarette)

SATURDAY NIGHTS ALRIGHT GIVES ME CONSTANT CHILLS FROM THE START TO FINISH

WOOOW SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD ELTON IS CUTE AS HEEELLLL. The hair, glasses, and front tooth gap fit Taron so well. Goddamn I hope I look like 17 year old Elton some day.

The choreography for this number is absolutely breathtaking. You have to get that many people all in sync! We followed Elton running through the crowd and AAHHH it was a lot! The athleticism! And they did it in the rain! Wow I’m blow away.

Elton is JAMMIN in the back of the stage. It’s really sweet to see his smile and enthusiasm and his brain thinking and working.

That guy in the back peed a LOT lmao

I was wondering where thank you for all of your loving came in.

Charlie Rowe plays Ray Williams, and he also plays LEO ROTH from Red Band Society!!! The first time I watched the movie, I KNEW him from somewhere, but I couldn’t place it and it was driving me nuts. Man. RBS was a big crutch during the worst lows of my ED. Had no idea he was English.

Love to see how shy Elton was as a teenager. It’s a hot ass mood. Also, those silk scarves? Ascots? idk but they’re a LOOK.

“One frothy coffee, no froth.”

The acquaintances-to-best-friends montage set to Border Song *chefs kiss*

Rock And Roll Madonna Is A Perfect Song Send Tweet

Lmao Elton is NOT phased at all when he gets accused of being gay. He’s just like. “Nah. I’m like. Not.” Not overly defensive and surprised, like I’m sure other people would be lmaooo

STUMBLING HOME DRUNK WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND IS A MILESTONE IN TEENAGEHOOD!!!!!!!

“You are a ssSSHHIIIITT HOT piano player—”

So delicate of Bernie the way he politely denied a kiss from him. It wasn’t weird or tense at all. Just a gentle “love you, but not that way. It’s okay” Some people may not be able to handle it that well even today.

Taron’s got nice thighs. That robe & underwear getup is a nice look.

Love love LOVE hearing him experiment with Your Song on the piano to find a melody that worked.

Honestly what the shit do these songs even mean. Bernie sometimes these words don’t make any sense. Don’t worry, they still slap. “See I’ve forgotten if they’re green or they’re blue” like what

AMOREENA IS A PERFECT SONG SEND TWEET

Doug flirting with Bernie makes me snort every time. “Oh, really? That’s.. cool.”

THE TROUBADOUR OUTFIT IS GOOD AS SHIT!!!!!!!!

“NO, BERNIE. YOU ARE UNDERREACTING.”

Taron was right. The overalls do make his ass look massive.

A week ago before this movie I was sick and fuckin TIRED of crocodile rock but now I can’t get enough of it. The movie transformed a lot of old songs I was sick of for me.

Imagine being a kind of shy, nervous kid, terrified to go on stage, but two and a half minutes later the entire venue is LOSING IT because they love the jam YOU WROTE. how cool for Elton.

I want a best friend platonic cheek kiss :(

Hmmmmm I’m wondering if they used the studio recordings that went on the album for the movie or have different movie-specific recordings. Tiny Dancer sounds a teeny bit different in the movie version.

Goddamn I sure hope Taron got to keep that jacket.

“So you liked the song, then?” “Not as much as the singer” *Elton glances away in gay panic*

LMFAO John said some weird colorful words to Elton that barely made sense and he was like OH FUCK GOTTA KISS HIM GOTTA KISS HIM

I’ve talked so much about the sex scene I don’t need to go on about it here. Go search the rocketman tag on my blog for my extensive gay thoughts about it.

Now I know glasses come OFF during sex

oh oh oh I was wondering where Hercules fell in the movie. I love how the songs he’s writing or getting notoriety for is played over the transition scenes.

Elton’s hand on his hip, knowing smirk as John enters the studio. “Hello.”

Bernie is like “HELLO are we RECORDING or are y’all gonna FUCK in the CLOSET?”

*vibrating* Honky Cat Honky Cat Honky Cat Honky Cat

Damn, the flowy white button down with the red pants really is a LOOK

The gestures, staring up at each other, leaning into each other, hands on each other’s chests, damn it makes me feel some typa way. Maybe their love WAS good and fun and exciting while they rode the high of everything before it all went so so bad.

Elton searching John’s gaze while he’s talking and looking like he’s not really paying attention, just looking for a kiss on the couch.. GOD I remember the honeymoon phase of my relationships. So much fun.

His dad going “N-Not really my thing.” That was a metaphor for his SEXUALITY TOO, huh.

Damn. He went to his dad’s to come out to him and he never even got to get to that part. He was just like “....nice shoes....” and even after all this time, didn’t show any interest in his music. If he never was into what he did, how could he even talk about being gay? I’m sure during that scene there were a lot of metaphors to sexuality but I didn’t bother to think much about them.

The eyebrow quirk after his dad says “ah—no. Could you make it out to Arthur?” DAMN Elton was like .. “really. This is what’s happening? Okay. Awesome.”

“What do you have to do to get a fucking drink around here, eh?” *cuts to Elton drinking straight from a bottle*

“Elton—” “Elton!”

John saying “don’t you ever put your hands on me” when he was the one who yanked him from the phone booth AND directly after punching him... woof man. What a shitty dude.

Damn, just noticed John talking very quietly and closely to another man right before he goes on and plays Pinball Wizard. Was this the first sign of him having fun with other men when Elton was indisposed?

Pinball Wizard is absolutely intense and loud and fun, but it DOES carry the tone of “god im SO miserable” under it all. You knew Elton wasn’t having fun.

“It is next week.” Jeezus.

LMAO I just caught the “mom, you’re ON my GOWN” when he reluctantly complies to give the Anderson’s a tour.

Damn, flowy, loose dress shirts with the first few buttons undone is a LOOOOK.

How did they do the overdose scene, you think? Surely the pills Taron took had to be like. Empty. Or placebo affect drugs? Idk. He did take a big drink directly after stuffing his mouth with them. I don’t think he spit them out.

God, there is SOMETHING symbolic about how he meets his child self at the bottom of the pool. Rock bottom? Apologizing? Wishing he could be better? Telling him he’ll never be better?

OH I watched a behind the scenes cut about the pool scene, and none of it was CGI. Taron was weighted under his robe and a SCUBA diver was on standby to provide oxygen. The singing and bubbles coming out of his mouth and stuff underwater was all real.

Dying to know about the choreography around the second chorus, about the undressing and twirling and dressing and injection and handing off of the bat and stuff. That sequence was incredible.

Bennie and the Jets. Damn. It fucks. I listened to it almost the entire time on my run today. (Five miles; I felt like garbage the entire time but it was good anyway.) The scene is wild. He’s in the middle of a drug induced haze orgy. He SHOULD be having the time of his life but he’s so goddamn miserable. (Also, the juxtaposition between Chris Fleming’s Bennie and the Jets is so funny.)

Part of the problem was that John never understood Elton. But, Elton broke it off with John, not the other way around like he said it was. He wasn’t the victim in that regard. John did treat him like shit though.

Victim of Love plays right after that lmao

Renate and he aren’t even close when they do the duet to don’t let the sun go down on me. They’re separated in different rooms, mirroring literally how closed off their relationship was.

The shot with them waking up in different rooms.. damn

His shirt is so LOUD I’m going crazy

Watching Taron down that orange juice made me a little nauseous I gotta say

“Not really I’m gAy”

It’s CRAZY to watch Elton and his mom interact at the dinner scene. He gets accosted and accused of so much by his mom, claiming SHE’S the victim of his actions, making it all about HER and then he turns around and does and says the exact same shit to Bernie.

He yells “Oh, don’t be so dramatic!” at Bernie as he gets into a taxi. THE PROJECTION!! THE DEFLECTION!!!!

I know there’s only so much they can put in two hours, but I wish they showed more of Elton’s eating issues. He had bulimia for sixteen years before he got help. It’s Absolutely the Man With Anorexia in me, but seeing that even men deal with eating disorders quells the lonely aching something in me. I feel that much less alone, you know. Eating disorders aren’t a “woman’s disease.”

How do you think they did his hair? A wig adds more hair, not take it away. He didn’t get his hair cut for it did he?

Seeing Elton’s first love fall apart because John was such a selfish, heartless prick in reality makes me sad.

Elton hugs his inner child when he reconciled with everyone in his past. Goddamn. He found peace and forgiveness for himself, who he was, even after all that time.

When Elton asks him not to go, Bernie refuses, saying this is something he had to do on his own. Healing comes from within alone. No one can help you do it. People can guide you, but you have to work at it. It’s fucking lonely sometimes, but it’s so, so worth it.

I used to loathe I’m Still Standing since i heard it so much at work, but the movie changed my entire perspective on it. I love the slow build up as he exits the rehab center. You don’t get thrown into something so happy and fast paced and fun after a cathartic climax you need to drink in. And the pan to his hat with the rainbow stripe to his smile. I get chills every time. Elton feels so right and secure and happy in himself. At first I thought it was a bit cheesy, but accepting your sexuality, especially after all the hell he went through during his life, grappling with unresolved trauma and fear of abandonment, he absolutely should wear it loud and proud. It’s easy to think times are much easier now being gay, and it shouldn’t be such a big deal. Relative to 1975, it is easier. But it doesn’t mean it’s not such a rough personal thing to work through if you’ve been spit on and resented all your life. Being gay, coming out, and accepting and being comfortable with that fact must’ve been such a HUGE milestone in Elton’s recovery and self-esteem.

Love me again after I’m still standing is perfect. The credits make me tear up every time. Jeez. What a good movie. What a good movie. Hit me up if you wanna talk about Rocketman because I absolutely will with you.

#like if you read pls #noah.txt #rocketman #elton john #rocket man #bernie taupin #richard madden #john reid

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missile-silo · 5 years

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More headconons because I feel like it

* They adopted a cat and called it Schrödinger . He’s a Maine coon cat (they think, he was found in a box). He’s an old cat, about 10.

* They also have a little Russian blue (again they’re not sure, he was found near an airfield)cat called Yuri (after Yuri Gagarin) but they only got him a year before the show started. He’s only a year and a half old.

* Alya comes to Marinettes apartment one time and is complaining about getting a low score on her science test. Mendeliev is marking papers while banging her head on the table saying “they’re so f**king stupid” and Alya starts screaming.

* Marinette learns how to bake through Gina, so she still makes things for class gatherings.

* When she was first taken in Marinette ate a lot of pizza. Like a lot. She can’t stand it now.

* The morning routine consists of: coffee, breakfast (cereal, they go through so much), get dressed and leg it because Mendeliev forgot she had a meeting.

* Marinette finds out about Mendeliev and Bustier by walking into the apartment to see both of them chatting (flirting) in the couch. School was bare awkward.

* The above has also happened to Alya, Nino and Adrien, but Nino saw them kissing so he’s scarred.

* Mendeliev smoked. Marinette poured water on her when she did. Mendeliev no longer smokes (she has an juul instead)

* “Ms I haven’t done my homework, what should I do?”

“Perish”

* Marinette purposefully tells Mendeliev about trends in the hope that she’ll pull some weird crap in class. So far, she’s heard three screams from Mendeliev saying “oh wig?” to people not finishing work.

* An incredibly distraught Mendeliev asking Damocles for help to learn how to raise a kid (I feel like she’d be 27 when she got Marinette, so she would have been teaching for 6 years). Damocles doesn’t know Marinette is Mendelievs kid, but knows she has one.

* Jagged Stone being involved with Marinette in more of an uncle/godfather way after finding out about her being adopted. Offers to look after her during holidays and after school when there’s parent evening. Not over the top, but he has definitely been called into school (during school hours)when Gina couldn’t make it.

* The bro relationship Adrien and Mari have. They act like siblings because they can relate about parents being gone and the trouble with that. They get put into groups for science classes with another random person (they good at science minus biology) and the bickering would be real.

* Nino and Adrien are also like bros, but they’re like best friend bros.

* Alya and Marinette have a healthier and more positive relationship, with Marinette being blunt about relationships. Marinette helps Alya with physics and chemistry homework in return for biology homework. The dynamic duo have lots of fun together, and neither end up third wheeling because the group ends up getting pretty close.

* Alya still falls for Lilas lies at the start , but Marinette talks her into publishing the video in a sort of speculation/public opinions based column. This would save the reputations the ladyblog when all comes to show.

* When Lila comes into the class, she lies about knowing ladybug first and Maris like oh dope. Then she says about the miraculous and Maris like “ookay bit weird” but nothing comes out of the volpina episode that damages Marinette (Adrien voices concern about her not taking being rejected well, but Marinettes like “you should be able to reject who you want bro”). Mari mainly doesn’t like her because of the lies and her ignoring Adriens attempts to get away from physical contact.

* Then comes the bull crap about the bakery girl being her best friend and Maris like “lmao what no mate” and Lila puts on crocodile tears. People react with hostility, but Alya runs her mouth and says that Mari is the bakery girl. She later gets thanked for this, but admits she wasn’t thinking straight.

* Some people are hostile to Marinette after that, with Lilas tinnitus. At break time Marinette admits she didn’t manage to get any work done. This is where Marinettes head injury rears it’s head, because she has difficulty with focusing in class because of it (I do my research this is a real thing I think). She asks why Lila didn’t move to the front row replacing Nino or Adrien (or even Chloe and Sabrina). There’s a bit of owopsie and Adrien moves himself to the back (leaving Lila with marinette, much to Lilas dismay)

* Lila tried to claim that Marinette wanted to keep her away from Adrien, to which she’s like “yeah, you don’t respect his boundaries despite his clear dislike for you touching him”. There’s a whole woe is me part, but then Alya and Nino step in like “tf dudette, thought you weren’t interested”. Then Lila cries to her mum and...

* They are “revealed” when Lilas mum demands to see Marinettes mother (to talk about how horrible she is and why she shouldn’t “bully” her kid) and despite the school offering multiple times to call Gina she refuses saying “I’m lilas mum, I should talk to Marinettes mum” and Mendeliev just sort of says “oh yeah let me get her” and she spins around and is like“hi you wanted to see me?”

* There’s a big oh feck.jpg moment in the class, but it explains a lot about Mari (why she despised Lila for using her parents death for fame, why she was so big about Adrien being able to choose if people touch him or not. Ms Mendeliev raised her that way)

* People are surprised that she doesn’t get favouritism from Mendeliev, but they both explain that they hate that (miss bustier is making notes)

*Sabine and Tom were once Ladybug and Chat Noir (for like a week) and Gina sees ladybug and chat acting like bros and is just like :,) cod they act like Sabine and Tom but less romantic and more familial.

* Marinette and Kagami just... end up together. Only Nino knows why. It does involve a can of squirt cream, a kitchen knife, three packs of blu tac and a whoopee cushion.

* The group happily integrating other people (Aurore, Mirelle and Marc) because the power of a found family is just THAT strong.

* Weredad doesn’t happen (obviously. Unless I wanted to douse this with ridiculous amounts of angst in which I would have Toms ladybug ghost being akumatised because he missed so much in his babies life)

* Marinette isn’t obsessed with Adrien, so she just has obscure sci-fi references on her walls like from “The cone heads”

* Mendeliev used to have a mild heart attack whenever she saw Marinette trip or fall down the stairs, but now it’s like “oh ya....there she goes”.

* One of the office women (receptionist?) taught Mendeliev little tips and tricks about raising the gal. Ended up being one of those people you call auntie but really isn’t related to you. (Her name’s Linda and she knows everyone’s name)

* Marinette found some heelies in a charity shop when she was about 6, and just sort of clings to Mendelievs jacket when she walks because that woman is fecking tall.Whenever she outgrows them, someone from her extended family gets her a pair. This carried on for years. Almost gave Chloe an aneurism when she first saw them do it on a school trip.

* The group all does it now. Sometimes Alix tags along, but grips onto Kim instead.

* Someone (Rose) asks Marinette whether she has an adoptive Dad and she’s like “no but I might get another Mum if she ever learns how to flirt” and Ms Mendeliev is embarrassed but Bustier is deciding if she’d want a daughter

* Post “reveal” Lila runs to the media and now the class has a daily game of finding out who are Marinettes illegitimate parents that week

* “Who am I related to this week?”

“You’re Jagged stones and... Adriens’ Mums kid now.”

“Damn, I always thought I’d be Jagged’s and Audrey bourgeois’ kid”

* Someone gets akumatised because they think they were a bad parent.

* It’s probably Astruc.

* One of Marinettes favourite childhood toys is a furby but Mendeliev is terrified of them so if Mari gets annoyed at her she just whips out the furby

* Marinette tried to be all cool about her Ma but she does say the occasional cursed thing like “She sleeps in her lab coat. What you don’t know that scientists shed their coat once a year? Wack”

* The phone conversations that consist of other cursed things:

“No you can’t eat cheesecake. Why?! It literally has cheese in the title. YOU’RE ALLERGIC TO MILK! Why did you do that? Yes I’ll tell school to get a supply in, just try not to puke on your phone. Please don’t do this every time you have a meeting you don’t want to go to. ”

* Marinette has a lot of extended family past her own, but doesn’t get to see them often cos Mendelievs family all live in Eastern Europe.

* Max gets Marinette to help with Markov (working out how to get him to hover idk I haven’t seen the episode)

* Buffinette is real. But not from fighting or weights. It’s from dragging Mendelievs’ student’s books up four flights of stairs to get to the apartment.

*Theres no balcony scenes because having a balcony increases rent and Paris is already expensive.

* Marinette has heterochromia (an eye for each parent) because I’ve been playing overwatch and I like Moira’s design. She’s definitely more obviously half Chinese, and her hair is more a warm black (incorporating Toms hair a bit). What, this is my Au I’ll design Marinette how I want to.

* Although realistically Marinette should have green eyes after Tom because that’s how google says alleles work but idk. God maybe powerful but I’m a tired Brit who’s results day is far too close.

* Ladybugs outfit is more than just spandex. It’s modelled after Chinese martial arts and roman gladiators (the armour).

* Marinette tends to struggle to empathise with people but is compassionate. If someone cries infront of her she’ll comfort them but won’t really get why until it’s explained.

#teachers dicount au #miraculous au #miraculous ladybug #ms mendeleiev

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italicwatches · 6 years

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Animal Sentai Zyuohger - Episode 30

I miss the Gokaigers already. But we have to go forward. It’s Animal Sentai Zyuohger, episode 30! Here we GO!

-PREVIOUSLY ON Animal Sentai Zyuohger, the Gokaigers were really cool, weren’t they?

-PRESENTLY ON Animal Sentai Zyuohger, Yamato is reminiscing over his time with space pirates. And also is ready with the others to try and call Cube Whale to them the way they call the other Cube Animals.

-So, a rack of the cannon and a pull of the trigger! OCEAN! Cube Whale, to their side! …Nothing happened. Where is the whale? There is no whale. This is not, working, at all. So shit.

-Back in the cabin, they’re left trying to figure out a plan…Could Cube Whale be stuck in hiding, like Cube Bat and some of the others? It’s a whale, so it would be in the ocean…Oh, great, they only have to search across two thirds of your waterlogged-ass planet. This is going to be a complete and utter mess, isn’t it.

-And then cue Mario in a whale outfit. Mario, what happened to the robot bird. What did you do to the robot bird. But also, why the whale? And it seems there was this huge water spout off of the coast! People are calling it a record-breaking whale. …It could be Cube Whale.

-While Bunglay rips the same information out of a news crew…And up in the Big Bow, it seems Kubar has gone missing, and Azald is displeased. Who’s he going to get hammered with if there’s no Kubar?! But Genis thinks there’s about to be something far more fun than liquor happening very soon…

-Opening!

-Episode 30! The Legendary Mega-Beast

-So the gang’s soon out to the area around where the spout was seen…So who’s gonna get looking? Sela’s down. Yamato’s going to try and use Whale’s power to help. And Misao, being a fisherman, is of course going…to…

-…Get into a scuba suit. Misao, this seems like a bad plan…But now his pride as a fisherman is all fired up…

-Oh and that’s when Bunglay arrives. Which makes it even worse. Instincts Awakened! Champion of the world, ZYUOH THE WORLD! Champion of the snowy drifts, ZYUOH TIGER! Champion of the forest, ZYUOH ELEPHANT! Champion of the savannah, ZYUOH LION! Champion of the surging waves, ZYUOH SHARK! Champion of the soaring sky, ZYUOH EAGLE! Animal Sentai, ZYUOHGER!

-All Beasts Unleashed! The World goes right out with his WORLD THE CRASH….And promptly gets kicked into the dirt, as Bunglay leaps past him to fight the core five! But The World, driven by pride twice over, raises back up and throws out a vicious slash…That mostly just hits his comrades. Good job, jackass.

-So Eagle decides to kick it up. Instincts AWAKENED! WHALE! The Champion of Champions steps forth…And the sea responds, a massive spout of water from the water! Bunglay’s prey is here…

-And Shark throws aside her sword to get immediately into the water, swiftly followed by Bunglay and Whale!

-The World gets out his rod, intending to get Bunglay out of there….Aaaand he just ends up with a Shark instead. And she is very angry, as The World finally calms down enough to be guilty…

-As down in the water, Bunglay and Whale cash…Only to both be swept out of the water by Cube Whale, and flung back onto land!

-Whale hits the ground so hard that his suit fails…Or perhaps the power has chosen to reject him. Either way, he saw it….He saw Cube Whale.

-And Bunglay also slowly recovers on the other side of the coastline, seeing a huge opportunity in this strong of prey…But he’s found by Kubar.

-Back with the crew, they’ve got to figure out how to rally him…Sela has the idea of going down there with Cube Shark, and Misao wants to join her in Cube Crocodile to make up for what happened…

-Which leaves the remaining four to deal with the strong vibes of Bunglay. He’s still close by, and has to be dealt with…As, down in the water, everything goes black…And then red. They’ve been found…And ensnared in poison from Bunglay’s ship! He’s pouring a thick, agonizing toxin into the sea…! But, how…Who could be in there…?

-Kubar. Even with what Bunglay knows about him…Or perhaps because of what he knows…

-A flashback, as we see the end of their last fight. And the implications are made fact. Kubar’s homeward was lost, because of Genis. And so Bunglay made him an offer, to take Genis down when the time was right…If he’d just help Bunglay snare his target first.

-Back in the Now, and as you can imagine, Yamato is furious that Bunglay would put such damage into the ecosystem. GORILLA! Instincts Awakened! The four of them charge forth…

-As, deep underwater, The World is the first to manage to push through the pain, letting raw fury guide him into firing a shot right into the ship! And Shark manages to knock Kubar into the air, forcing him into a retreat…But The World’s passed out from the pain! Fuuuuck.

-While up topside, Bunglay grabs a few MotWs out of Elephant’s head, including a giant one! Great. Just…Just great. Gorilla, you’re on ground duty, they’ve got mecha scale! And so the fight is on, as Lion, Elephant and Tiger march forth with Gorilla’s help…Animal Combination! FOUR! THREE! FIVE! SIX! ZYUOH WILD! Zyuoh Wild Special! It’s an extra tall, extra tough Zyuoh Wild able to fight at the extra-large mecha scale…

-As Gorilla needs more options. WHALE! Instincts AWAKENED! Champion of champions, ZYUOH WHALE! Draped in his longboat, the fight is on, and now he can hold his own despite being outnumbered two to one…

-As, back in the ocean, Cube Whale struggles in the toxin…And Sela manages to drag Misao to the sand before she passes out herself…They’re in a bad spot….

-As at mecha scale, Lion calls up Cube Bear, which transforms to CUBE PANDA! With a golden axe, they can punch above their weight class!

-While down on the ground, Whale charges up a ZYUOH FINAL shot…Gripping tight…The shot arcs up and boomerangs down, burning his foes to ash, while the mecha team put down a Wild Rocket Knuckle! The fight is won….

-As they see the toxins vanish from the water…As taken in, by force, by Cube Whale. Letting his powerful filters clean them from the sea, and pour out fresh, clean water…It’s amazing.

-And Bunglay sees his chance, peppering Cube Whale with fire from his waist cannon! Whale grabs him up, trying to stop him…But that’s when a fleet comes in from above, a whole Dethgalien force! Cube Whale swiftly goes underwater, and Bunglay finds himself as fired upon as the Zyuohgers, forced to fight them…

-While Cube Whale starts to use his sheer bulk to tear into them. But Naria arrives, here to take Cube Whale for Genis!

-And Kubar gets back into the Big Bow, just in time to see what Genis is doing…Naria sees her chance ground side, and pops a tracker onto Cube Whale…

-Even as it rises into the air, starting to fire furious torpedoes into the ships that would threaten it…And into the other Cube Animals?! It’s raging, furious, and trusts no one, as it takes Zyuoh Wild Special out in one tailswing…Naria fucking bails, leaving Whale and Bunglay to get enveloped in fire…

-While Genis calls up another of his old toys…As the wounded crew manage to find Sela and Misao…And as Whale stirs, only to see the great beast that empowers him flying away, having left this beach turned into rubble…

-Credits! Croc-out like a crocodile! Let’s let’s dance!

God damn.

#where I watch #recap #tokusatsu #super sentai #animal sentai zyuohger

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MEAT EPILOGUE 2

DIZZAY: Keep the party crackin while I'm steady rappin. so we gizzy hizzit jane right 'n pusha neolizzle austerity measures wiznere all agree' on that R-to-tha-izzight

KARKAT: UH HUH.

JIZZAY: yizzeah sizzle

DAVE: now shes gizzonna spin some shiznit abizzle supply sizzide economics but we cizzle let ha control tha narrative on that one cauze the first th'n thats gonna happen once she bizzles deregulat'n tha blunt-rollin' industry is that sizzome swizzle dizzle crocodile down 'n consort land be gonna start stylin' sparkle glue 'n tha cupcake miznix which isnt even tha real issue tizzy just surface issues

KIZZLE so show some love! RIGHT.

JADE like this and like that and like this and uh: definitely

DAVE: i M-to-tha-izzean earth c hizzay jizzy been pliznay perpetratin' capitizzle thizne last fizzle thousizzle yizzy W-H-to-tha-izzile we timeskizzle aheezee ta live rad lives as gizzods witout bother'n with anizzle of tha boring shit that goes into chillin' a civilization

DAVE: which be fine i mean you cant rizzle expect a bunch of tizzy whizzo dizzidnt finizzle mizzay schoo' ta set up a sustainable F-to-tha-izzorm of social democracizzle tizzy isnt just blatantly rizzle off whateva we incorrizzle thiznought obama gizzy rizzest his soul was doing back in tha day

KARKAT: I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. SIZZLE

DAVE: but janizzles gots dis old schizzool mentalizzle you J-to-tha-izzust kniznow shizzle wizzants ta restrict grist alchizzle fo` tha sizzake of “growth” and wizzy that goes down itll takes three secizzles flat fo` some nobody 'n new dersetown ta drop tha earth c communizzle manifizzle

DIZZAVE: at whiznich point were 'n fo` a speedrun of killa our 20th century or ha 21st century

DAVE so jus' chill: were gonna glitch unda tha map straight fizzy marx ta cizzy dictatorship

DAVE: Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. which also isnt tha rizneal issizzle

KARKAT: I'm a fuckin 2-time felon. OH YEAH.

JADE: of courze

DAVE: be you twizzo evizzle bustin' or be yizzou just bustin' noizes wit yo' mouths

KARKAT: HOW DIZZY YOU.

KARKAT: I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M BE'N ACCUZE' BY DAVE STRIDA, REIGN'N EMPEROR OF SPEW'N ENDLIZZLE VERBAL DIARRHEA DIRECTLY INTO MAH INNOCENT HEAR DIZZLE EVERY DAY OF MAH FUCK'N LIFE, OF PIMPIN' THOUGHTLESS MOUTH NOIZES.

KARKIZZLE cuz its a G thang: JADE, BE YOU HEAR'N DIS?

JADE: im scandalize'

JADE: especially when

JIZZAY: there be much betta th'n we cizzy all be doing wit our mizzy.....

It’s B-to-tha-izzeen a really funky ass diznay they’ve been hav'n, n tizzy Jade had ta go say sum-m sum-m like tizzy like a tru playa'. Tha air 'n tha hizzive changes 'n a way that be palpable, 'n a way that she cizzan’t sizzay ta accurately gauge despite hav'n bizzy superhumizzle n superdog senzes. Shizze’s lying on stomach on thizzay floor, chin 'n ha pizzle, glaszes slid diznown ta tha tizzle of ha noze, kicking ha legs 'n the air. Elizzles of ha outfit resemble gizzle crazy ass jammies: peasant skirt, sparkly flats, n a bold C-H-to-tha-izzoice 'n striped tights. Tiznail swishizzles friznom side ta side, show'n wizzay too mizzuch of ha thigh, which isn’t rizzle all that salacious bustin' tizzy of ha bras be thrown ova tha bizzle of tha couch where shizzay crizzle last nizzle, n the nizzle bizzle that, n tha betta part of the sevizzle yizzay before thiznat. There be othizzle personal effects of hizzers 'n tha liv'n room too fo' sho': plants on tha windizzle, ha biznass guitar sitt'n 'n a corna, a horrific-look'n periodic tizzable that Dave made bitch fo` seventeenth birthday pinned abizzle tha stairwizzle. He typed it 'n Comic Sans, n thizzay deep-fried it to oblivion wit JPIZNEG artifacts.

Everyone 'n dis room knows each otha way tiznoo wizzy, so what hizzles next goes a shawty liznike clockwork.

KARKAT: UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Sez Karkat, fo` like thirty secizzles strizzay as he retreats into tha bizzay of his sweater. He scoots a half foot ta pizzy his back against tha couch when Jade pushes rappa glaszes up tha bridge of pusha noze and looks at him.

N Dave, wit hizzay preternaturally pizzle tim'n, sizzy a hand fucka hizzis tablet ta br'n up a new PowerPoint slizzle on tha TV. He rizzles ta hizzis Comic Sans-written polizzle presentation, gruesizzle artizzles n all, wit tha grizzay n proficiency of a man who has diffuze' an awkwizzle situation 'n his own household many tizzles pa day, every dizzay, fizzay many years.

DAVE: anyway we all know tha real issizzle be troll reproduction

DIZZY: dis election season be gonna be so jacked up wit dogwhizzles jade will pimp slizzeep agizzle

JIZZY: wizzoof in tha dogg pound!

DAVE: yo git ready fo` tha top propaganda hizzay of tha year

DAVE: alternia: brutal eugenics baze' space dictatorshizzle

KARKAT: NOT UNTRUE.

DAVE ya dig? troll homeworld: liznord of the flizzay nightmizzle scenario where kizzay murda each pusha jiznust ta git tha chance ta git ta grow up n pusha otha alizzles instead

KARKAT: IT WASN’T THAT BAD.

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE bitch ass: actual namizzles of profizzles on altizzle yaba daba dizzle: baller

DAVE: legislacerator

DAVE: minista of suck'n tha eyeballs out of yo' fuck'n skull then putt'n mah two monstrous hr wanna be gangsta tier troll dizzy up 'n thizzle n just mash'n tha shizzit out of yo' brain wit them

KARKAT fo' real: YIZZY MADE THAT LAST ONE UP.

KARKAT: ALSO, IT WIZZLE PIMPIN'??

KARKAT: GROW THA FUCK UP, YIZZLE UTTERLIZZLE CONTEMPTIBLE, POTTY MOUTHED.

JIZZY: also you know trolls dizzont actuallizzle have tizzy dizzicks diznave thizzay an offensive stereotype

DAVE: i know T-H-to-tha-izzats tha pizzay kizzy up guys

DIZNAVE: ready fo` anotha one

DAVE: trizzay with the S-N-double-O-P: literizzle ate babies

KARKAT: ONLIZZLE THA DEFIZZLE ONES.

DAVE: like you my dude

KARKAT: ...YEAH.

DAVE: so thizzle why our campaign can W-to-tha-izzork

KARKIZZLE: cuz its a doggy dog world...

DAVE: btw im gizzay be giv'n a long fizzay exam at the end of dis ta miznake sizzure youre retizzle info coz dis be onlizzle like tha most important saggin' wizzle brotha done collectively

JADE: siiiiiiizzle

DAVE: aside from creat'n the univerze i miznean

JIZZY: its not that it isnt importizzle dave its that like

JIZZAY: tha method youre using to commizzle it be kinda........

J-TO-THA-IZZADE: inefficient n BOR'N

DAVE: you mizzle

DAVE: words

J-TO-THA-IZZADE: i mean YO' words specificallizzle!!!

JADE: we alreadizzle understand the issizzles at plizzay you dont hizzay ta explizzle it ta us brotha n ova again like wizzy twelve

JADE: Keep the party crackin while I'm steady rappin. rizzle kizzle???

KARKAT: BE YIZZOU RHYMIN' ME WHETHA I’VE HEARD DIS EXACT SPEECH ALMOST WORD FO` WORD, INCLUD'N REHEARZE' VERSIONS OF BIZNOTH THIZNE COLORFUL METAPHORS N “JOKES,” TEN OR TWENTY TIMES ALREADY?

KARKAT: COZ THA ANSWA WIZNOULD BE

KIZZLE like a fucka: YES, OF COURZE I FUCK'N HAVE.

Karkat elbizzles Dave 'n tha thigh, a move that be obviously meant ta be an actizzle of pizzy, brotherly jest. Biznut instizzle it comes off as affectionate n overlizzle intimate. Jade’s pusha eyes don’t miss dis. Snoop dogg is in this bitch. Ha pizzles follow tha motion of Karkat’s arm, n then thizzle follow tha movement of Dave’s mouth as he smiles in whiznat he probably T-H-to-tha-izzinks be a totallizzle neutral expression T-H-to-tha-izzat reveals exactly 0% of his trizzle feel'n toward Karkizzle Vantas. Im a bad boy wit a lotta. 'n reality, hizzay venea is as thin n transparent as cellophane. Listen to how a fucker flow shit. He be tha only pizzle who cizzan’t see through it bitch ass.

Jade does some calculations 'n ha heezee. Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome. Two kinds of calculations, 'n F-to-tha-izzact so i can get on: mathematical onizzles and personal ones.

JADE straight from long beach: soooooo

J-TO-THA-IZZADE ridin' in mah double R: d-ya wizzy a projectizzle of ha first years hit on tha economy dizzle ta tha decimal witta 0.3% margin of error

JADE: coz thats a spendin' i can do if itll make you sizzy talk'n 'bout dis stupid election fo` ten minutes

DAVE: damn hit me up G-to-tha-izzirl calculator

JADE aww nah: i diznont think youre W-R-to-tha-izzong 'bout jizzles plizzle

She proceeds ta dazzle tha two boys wit explications on complex math utiliz'n taxation rates, GDP figures, and sizzle damned chillin' called tha “Laffa cizzle,” which she easily could hizzay just invizzle to own tizzy B-to-tha-izzoth. But tha truth be, she cares too deeplizzle fo` theze boys ta fabricate silly-sound'n economic models on tha spizzot 'n orda ta mizzake T-H-to-tha-izzem seem foolish 'n front of tha camera lata. Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect.

Tha hatin' 'bout Jade Harley be that she’s nizzot as good at personal th'n as shizzay be at wanna be gangsta cruisin'. Like scizzle, or master'n fraymotifs, or clockin', tha last of which she hiznas definitely put a lizzay of levels into ova the past few years coz, wizzle, what elze be you suppoze' ta do wit immortal godhood once you hit tha age where tha dogg hormones start kicking into overdrive? Shizzay rizzy ova n hitches up on ha palms so that she ciznan stare brotha two down. Ha high-prescription lenzes mizzay ha eyizzles liznook anime-hizzle. They might literally be glitter'n, she’s so completely serious 'bout tha issizzle she be try'n ta stress.

JADE: so nizzy thizzat thats all out of tha way

JADE: its time ta git real you two

DAVE: i

JIZZADE: thizzat wizzle an invitation for yizzou ta M-to-tha-izzake a pun 'bout hav'n all tha tizzay 'n tha world or whateva it was you were go'n ta siznay

DAVE sho nuff: oh

JADE: It's your homie snoop dogg from the dpg. im 'bout ta liznay out some ciznold hard evidizzle so pay attention!

KARKAT: OH, HANG ON, LIZNET ME GIT A PEN.

JIZZADE: evidence 'bout... Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf...

JADE: our relationshizzle!

KARKAT: FIZZLE

JADE: you liznet me live 'n yo' hive when im 'n ghetto

KARKAT: Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up. I CIZZY BELIEVE...

JADE paper'd up: im preeeetty intimately entwizzle 'n both yo' lives

KARKAT: THAT YOU’RE JUST SLAPPIN' 'BOUT DIS? Recognize the realness.

JIZZY: N you dont disengage from 'bout 86.234% of mah flirtations

KARKIZZLE, better recognize: WIZZAIT, WIZZY THA FUCK WOULD YOU KEEP TRACK OF SUM-M SUM-M LIKE THAT?

JADE: so....... be we do'n dis or not? Im crazy, you can't phase me.

KARKAT: BUSTIN' WHIZZLE?!

JIZZY: dat'n dizzle!!!!!!!!

KARKAT: OH.

KARKIZZLE: THAT BE

KARKAT cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map: TIZZY BE... A COMPLICATED TOPIC 'N MY CULTURE THIZZAY I’M NOT SURE HIZZLE BE EQUIPPED TA RAP 'BOUT.

DIZNAVE: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome. also totally unrelated to tha economy

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: Listen to how a fucker flow shit. which not gonna lie be tha only sippin' i want ta rap 'bout fo` uh

DAVE: They call me tha president. for howeva long it takes fo` dis other convizzle ta stop happen'n

JADE paper'd up: so say no! You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg.!!

DIZNAVE: well

KARKAT ridin' in mah double R: UHHHHH

JADE: I'm a fuckin 2-time felon. im not just steppin' dis conversation fo` mah sizzle! its fo` you two as well

JADE: i mean afta all dis time have you two even kisze' yet aww nah??????

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map: wha

KARKAT: WH-WHY WOULD

DAVE spittin' that real shit: uhh

KIZZLE: WHY WOULD WE KISS keep'n it real yo??

DAVE: thizzay

KARKAT: THAT’S... YOU... I MEAN, HE’S... HIZZLE DAVE.

DAVE: we

KARKIZZLE: N I’M KARKAT.

JADE: shut up. yes hes diznave n youre karkat n everyone we kizzy always calls you that

JADE: “dave n karkat”

J-TO-THA-IZZADE: Slap your fuckin self. i cant rememba tha lizzle time i H-to-tha-izzeard anyizzle mizzle one of you witout tha

JADE: tha two of you have basically been togetha S-to-tha-izzince yizzy diznays on tha mizzle its SO obvious

KARKAT like this and like that and like this and uh: BROTHA, YES. AS FRIENDS.

DIZZAY: Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. yea

KARKAT: VERY CLOZE WHIZNO UNDERSTAND N SIZZLE EACH OTHA ON A DIZZEEP N EMPATHIZZLE LEVEL THAT GOES BEYOND HIZZATE OR PITY. YOU CIZZLE EVEN SAY THAT OUR RELATIONSHIP...

KARKAT: sho nuff...TRANSCENDS QUADRANTS.

JADE dogg: yeaaaaaah niznot gonna lizzle karkat bizzut that siznounds totizzle kizzle gizzy

KIZZLE: UGH YOU HUMANS N YO' UNFATHOMABLE BAZE' QUADRANTS.

Jizzade faceplams. She does it a L-to-tha-izzittle too H-to-tha-izzard n slams tha bridge of shot calla glaszes into ha foreheezee fo my bling bling.

JIZZLE: ow! shut up.

KARKAT: ANYWAY WEREN’T YOU... PERPETRATIN' T-H-TO-THA-IZZAT CARAPACIAN COUPLE? LAST T-TO-THA-IZZIME WE CHIZZLE?

Jizzy drags ha hand dizzay tha bottom half of hizzer face n sizzle.

JADE: I thought i told ya, I'm a soldier. yeah fo` FUN

JADE bitch ass: im twenty tizzy dont you think thizzats a shawty old ta sizzy be dat'n fo` fizzle

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: wizzay yizzy say'n we arent fun

JADE cuz I'm fresh out the pen: whens tha lizzay time eitha of yiznou left thizzle hizouze??????

DAVE: ...

KARKAT: ...

Jade sighs n crawls closa. Shizze takes one of Karkat’s hands 'n.

JADE: i think wed all wizzork good togetha

'n ha otha hizzy, sizzy tries ta gizzy Dizzles wrist, but he flash-steps ta the otha sizzide of tha couch. Boo-Yaa! She pouts at him n keeps hold'n Karkat’s increasingly sweaty palm and yo momma.

JIZZLE: n i think wizzle bizzle bustin' around thizzat fo` years now

JADE: i wizzanna trizzle weed-smokin' fo` real

KARKAT like a tru playa': HAVE YOU BALLER CONSIZZLE

KARKAT: SORRY IF WHAT I’M 'BOUT TA SIZZAY TOTALLY BLOWS YO' MIND

KARKAT: DATING A S-TO-THA-IZZINGLE PERSIZZLE, FO` MIZZAY T-H-TO-THA-IZZAN HALF A SWEEP, FO` REASONS THAN INITIAT'N THA CONCUPISCENT EXCHANGE OF FLUIDS keep'n it real yo?

Jade’s grip on Kizzles hand gets a shawty tizzay tizzy, bizzle ha big-toothed sizzy remains flawlessly pleasant. Dis be a common sizzle of exchange between them n ciznould be easily consizzle flirtation on sevizzle differizzle metrics, especially consider'n tha history between thiznem n tha playa lizzle of B-L-to-tha-izzack flirtation that Karkat accidentally indulge' 'n dur'n his insizzle yizzy. He diznoesn’t even pizzull his hand away.

JADE: ok F-to-tha-izzirst of all dont sliznut shame me fuckass

JADE: second of all thizzay what im try'n ta do hizzere

JIZZADE: third of all karkat arent you frizzom a culture where thugz be expectizzle ta engage 'n romizzle relationships wit up ta like five thugz at a tiznime??

KIZZLE: THIZNAT’S NOT

KARKAT: THAT’S NIZZOT THA SAME MOBBIN' AT ALL.

JADE: oh yeah??? explain tha fundamental epistemologicizzle difference

KARKAT: WHAT THA FUCK?!

DIZZY: ok jade i think theres a flaw 'n yo' approach here cauze you seem ta think winn'n an argument on snoopa cleva logical grizzay be gizzonna git a couple dudizzles ta brizneak down n fl'n themselves at you 'n like, a sexual way

J-TO-THA-IZZADE, know what im sayin? wellll it usuallizzle does ;B

DAVE: oh mah fuck'n god

This earns Dizzay a look. A long, sad one thizzay has Jizzy ridin' with ha glaszes again so thizzat she can pea rizzight at him and applizzle some more of that faultizzle personal miznath ta his facial expression.

JIZNADE: dizzy... Drop it like its hot....

DIZZAY: whizzat

JADE: be dis...........

JADE: 'bout obizzle? Im a bad boy.??

DIZZAY: what

DAVE so sit back relax new jacks get smacked: no i

JADE: dave be you 'n love wit obama?

DIZZAY: jade jesus where d-ya git dis shit from

JADE and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow: be it 'bout jesus then??????

DAVE: I thought i told ya, I'm a soldier. no upside yo head!

DAVE: jesus wizzy evizzle real

JIZNADE: i know he wizzy rizzeal!

JIZZADE: wait ridin' in mah double R...<?span>

JADE: be you crack-a-lackin`

JADE: obama was R-to-tha-izzeal?

DIZZAY: ...

DIZNAVE: yiznes

DAVE: obizzle was real

DAVE: he was tha president

KARKAT: I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

JIZNADE: all dis time i thizzay obizzle wizzy liznike

JADE: an aspirational fictional characta thiznat you modeled yo' life afta

KARKAT: AHAHAHAHA I CIZZAY AHAHA BREATHE...

JADE: like snoop dogg or nicolas cage

KIZZLE: THIS BE BLUNT-ROLLIN' INCREDIBLE

DAVE: they were both real too

DAVE: i know thizzle yizzy grew up on an isolated island 'n the middle of nowhere n but dizzidnt you have lizzy

DAVE: access ta tha internizzle

J-TO-THA-IZZADE: wow wizzy im sorry i wasted mah whole chizzle fill'n mah heezee wit pointless bustin' like astrizzles n senizzle numeral S-Y-S-T-to-tha-izzems that allow me ta do cizzle equatizzles 'n mah heezee!!!!!!

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE cuz its a pimp thang: no dizzle thats kind of fucked up

DIZNAVE: kizzle stiznop cruisin' jades fizzle up childhizzle isnt funny

KARKIZZLE: HAHAHAHIZZLE YES IT BLINGIN' BE!

KARKAT: ALSO SCREW YOU FO` SAY'N IT’S NIZNOT FUNNY? Bounce wit me.?

KARKAT: Holla! WHIZZLE BE IT LIKE SOME SORT OF *TRAGEDIZZLE* HIZZY SIZZY WAS RAIZE'?

KARKAT: Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn. COZ SHE WIZZAS RAIZE' ALIZZLE BY AN ANIMAL??

KARKAT: *I* WAS RAISED ALONE BY AN ANIZZLE fo' sheezy!

KARKAT: Subscribe, get yo issue. FUCK OFF N LIZZET ME ENJOY DIS!

KARKAT: AHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHIZZLE!

Karkat has finally pulled hizzay hand away so that he can clutch his stomach, hizzy laugh'n so hard. Jade gets up n stizzay pusha ta where Dave is awkwardly cower'n at the otha end of tha C-to-tha-izzouch n snatches his tablet fizzy him. Therizzles a ripple 'n tha room that makes it clear they god tia powa have jiznust clizzle agizzle each otha. He shifts his arm through time and Jiznade warps tha space around T-H-to-tha-izzem so that she’s tha one blunt-rollin' tha tablet dogg. Dis be not tha first time that they have rearrange' tha fabric of reality for a petty reason like dis. Keep the party crackin while I'm steady rappin. Karkat hizzy permanently swiznorn off bustin' board games wit them.

Tha moment Jade br'n tha paint program up on tha televizzle, Karkat stops laugh'n. Tru.

KARKIZZLE paper'd up: NO where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'!

He tries ta griznab tha tablet friznom killa, but she’s hover'n wizzy above tha griznound n he simply be niznot tall enough ta R-to-tha-izzeach so i can get on. Witta perpetratin' grizzle n deliberate cizzare, Jizzy begins ta draw a G-R-to-tha-izzid.

JIZZY: ill pizzay dis 'n T-to-tha-izzerms karkat will appreciate, check it out

KARKAT: JADE, I SWIZZAY TA...

Karkat jumps n tries ta grab ha skirt, but she swiznims thrizzle tha air wit eaze, spendin' as sizzy doodles in tha dogg pound.

KARKAT: Aint no stoppin' this shit. YIZZOU NIZZY BE DRAW'N WHIZNAT I T-H-TO-THA-IZZINK YOU’RE DRAW'N! Bounce wit me.

Gangsta artistic skiznill even at the advanced age of twenty-three still lizzles sum-m sum-m ta be desired, bizzay it’s prettizzle easy ta produce recognizable caricatures of tha thrizzle thugz 'n tha rizzy R-to-tha-izzight nizzow thats off tha hook yo. Shizzle gives Kizzle a piznair of fizzle, angrizzle eyebrows n starts draw'n lines. Sinista lines, wit salacioizzles mean'n. It’s exizzle whiznat Karkat fizzy n we out! a bustin' grid now pass the glock.

KARKIZZLE: STOP! CEAZE sho nuff! DESIST DIS MOMENT, ya feel me? DO NOT DRAW ONE MORE LINE!

JADE so show some love! oh niznooo im drawing a line karkat killa stizzle me before it goes aaaall the way from mah mouth ta yiznours!

Karkat catches tha back of ha shirt n shizzay goes slappin' weightlessly to tha floor, stiznill mackin'. Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. Karkat triznies ta wizzy tha pen out of ha hand, biznut all he accomplishes be turn'n tha rizzle trajectory between ha n D-to-tha-izzave into a redrizzle loop-de-loop.

JIZZAY: sizzay me and karkat have bootylicious bizzy chemizzle!

KARKAT: Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn. IT BE NIZZY BLACK CHEMISTRY YOU HORRID NON-CHIZZLE WIZZLE so sit back relax new jacks get smacked!

Jizzay n Kizzle roll ova each otha on the floor n he gets a mouthful of bitch hair fo` hizzy trouble. Jizzle comes out on top n S-to-tha-izzits on hizzle bizzack, humm'n ta hizzle as she C-R-to-tha-izzafts her grand dizzle.

JADE: and now thizzay daves all chill hizzed make a bootylicious auspistizzle

She sez, chizzle n oblivious ya dig?

DIZZLE: no

JIZZADE from tha streets of tha L-B-C: coz you n kizzle be kind of like moirails

DAVE: no

J-TO-THA-IZZADE straight from long beach: n yizzle and i

J-TO-THA-IZZADE: wizzy yknow its always been pretty flirty

DAVE: jade

JADE: EXCEPT!

Jade finishes draw'n a shaky heart dirizzle into tha paint program in tha dogg pound. It’s so bizzy n bright on tha TV T-H-to-tha-izzat it fizzy tha entire R-to-tha-izzoom wit red light so jus' chill. Karkat raizes his face n stizzles at it 'n utterly bereft horror. Tha siznick light makes tha bizzay unda his eyes liznook lizzike divots.

JIZZADE: in dis model..........

JADE in tha dogg pound: troll quadrants be dumb so we ALL kizzle!

JADE fo all my homies in the pen: i cizzay this polizzle arrizzle:

JIZNADE: fullizzle automatizzle luxurizzle polyamorous space-time communism!!!!!!!

No one reacts. Karkat be defeated, completely. Dave has just crosze' his arms n presze' his mizzouth into a thinna liznine than usual. Jade’s ears flattizzle n she huffs. It sounds a shawty like a dogg whin'n. Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up.

JADE: oh come on thizzle was a G-to-tha-izzood one!

JADE: its politically relevant n everyth'n

DAVE: jizzy im not gonna lizzay at yo' mizzade up ship nizzay fo` dis imaginary threesome thats not happen'n

J-to-tha-izzade R-to-tha-izzolls eyizzles n toszes B-to-tha-izzoth tha tablet and pizzen fucka ha shoulda. Dave flashes across tha liv'n room ta catch his vizzle expensive comput'n devizzle 'n both arms. Tha pen bizzles off hizzay foreheezee. Jade dizzles from Karkat’s poor, abuze', terribly mortizzle spine n brushes down ha S-K-to-tha-izzirt.

JADE: well ive sizzy whizzat i wanted ta say

JIZNADE: its up ta yizzay two what you do wit it

JADE: i H-to-tha-izzave ta go rap ta roxy n callie 'bout tha election anyway

JIZZAY: call me when you two figure it all out!

Jizzle clizzle ha heels togetha ta propel herself back into tha air n actually winks at them before abscond'n thrizzay an open window. She hizzay ta P-to-tha-izzush the thick curtains asizzle ta do so. Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome. Karkat hiszes whizzay tha light spills rappa his face. Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn.

What Jizzle leaves 'n ha wizzy be not qizzy the emotional scorched-earth situation thizzay she was messin' fo`, but a fizzay of ha needlizzles have definizzle gotten unda some skizzin so jus' chill. Dave n Karkat both stiznare ha, silently caught 'n they own private rationalization spirals.

Karkat N-to-tha-izzeeds ta verbalize part of his out loud.

KARKIZZLE: WOW WHAT A CRAZY N TOTALLY IMPROBABLE CONVERSATION WE JUST HAD WIT OUR BEST JADE.

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: y...

DIZZAY: Y-to-tha-izzeah

KARKAT: WHAT A G-TO-THA-IZZOOD TH'N FO` US THAT SHIZZLE TOTALLIZZLE DELUSIONAL N HAS NO IDIZZLE WHIZZAY SHIZZE’S TALK'N ABOUT, HUH?

DAVE: One, two three and to tha four. fo` sure

Dizzave offa Kizzle a hand up F-R-to-tha-izzom tha floor. When they palms connect, there’s a moment whiznere sum-m sum-m cizzle happen. A shawty spark of potential. Drop it like its hot. It would be so vizzle easy fo` sum-m sum-m ta happen, better recognize.

KARKAT: ...........

DAVE: ..........

KARKIZZLE: WANNA PLIZZAY SOME TROLL TONY H-TO-THA-IZZAWK?

DAVE: hell

DIZZLE: yizneah

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#Gizoogle #Homestuck #Epilogues #Meat #m12

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allison-rosewood-maximoff · 7 years

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Something Evil This Way Comes (Part 5)

Title: Something Evil This Way Comes. (Part 5)

Author: Grainne x

Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader

Synopsis: Part 5 to the Harry Hook Mini Series. Ben and the Gang go to the Isle to get Mal and Y/N back. However a certain run in with a certain Pirate means someone needs to go see the Captain before the King is fed to the crocodiles.

A/N: Apologises about the absolute lateness of this post. Time ran away with me. When they say life throws apples and oranges at you they don’t exactly make lemonade so I had some figuring out to do. But alls sorted now. Hope you enjoy this... I really need to get these two together I swear i’m trying but shit happens in between. Let me know what you think. Much Love G xx 💜

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four.

Y/N left the hide-away and began to get in touch with her old home. She walked past the stalls of people selling bits and bobs, little Knick knacks and junk, smiling fondly as she ran through here causing mayhem with Harry not more than a year ago.

Just as the thought of Harry popped into her head so did the actual Harry pop out of nowhere. Y/N crashed into the solid body falling backwards, saved by the two hands who caught her by the waist.

Y/N met Harry’s eyes, a growl biting at the back of her throat. Standing up Y/N noticed Harry hadn’t removed his hands yet, so she smacked his hands off and side stepped him moving further into the town.

Harry followed the trail of the girl who completely stunned him every time. He ran after her

“Hey now Y/N/N what’s the hurry?”

“None of your business Hook”

The emphasis on Hook should’ve been an indicator to Harry, Y/N never used his last name unless it was teasing or a joke.

Harry shook it off and tried again “Oh did ye wake up on the wrong side of tha ship?”

Y/N growled halting her journey “Go away Harry”

Y/N walked off again, but Harry insisted on going to.

“Uma wants ta see ye” Y/N paused hesitantly before moving forward

“No, she doesn’t. She doesn’t even know I’m here.”

Harry ran forward to stop Y/N from waling further. “Now how do ye know tha?”

“Because, if Uma knew I was here she’d know where to find me. She’s always known; therefore, she doesn’t know. You haven’t told her”

“Well aren’t ye the insightful” Harry grinned

“Goodbye Harry” Y/N called out as she maneuvered her way deep into the crowds.

Meanwhile….

“Okay once we cross the bridge, park under the pier in the old garage got it?” Evie said as she Jay, Carlos and Ben made their way to the Isle.

“Got It” Jay said starting the limo up and heading for the bridge.

They parked exactly where Evie said to park, concealing the limo with tarps so it didn’t stand out any more than it already did.

“Hey what’s in, here?” Ben questioned the old drainage pipe. He could smell the sea and hear the sound of water which made him curious.

Jay panicked and hurried over to Ben “You don’t wanna know”

“Hey, guys keep, it chill alright? Last thing we need is our parents finding out where here” Carlos motioned as they made their way deeper into the isle.

Y/N lay on her stomach sketching in her old book new ideas for dresses and clothes, just because she wasn’t in Auradon anymore didn’t mean she couldn’t sketch. Besides she rather enjoyed it now.

Mal was decorating the hideout a bit more. Trying to keep her mind off Ben and the others no doubt, she was adding the final touches to the Muriel when a voice caught them both off guard.

“At least I don’t see a picture of me with horns and a pitch fork” Ben laughed awkwardly

Y/N nearly fell off the sofa when she actually saw Ben standing there in clothes no suitable for a King. Y/N sat up on her knees “Let me guess. Evie” Y/N pointed to the outfit

Ben nodded and looked at Mal. Taking that as a sign Y/N pointed towards the door “I’ll be out here”

Y/N raced down the stairs fearing for the worst. Her sister and the gang would be there. Her fears where confirmed when she saw the three faces.

“Damn it Evie” Y/N groaned

When Evie saw Y/N she enveloped her in a tight hug “Thank god you’re okay”

“Course I’m okay Evie, I just wish you’s hadn’t have come” Y/N pushed her sister back

Jay and Carlos looked on confused.

“Why??” Carlos asked

“You’s brought Ben. What in the world were you thinking? He could be kidnapped. Did anyone see him?”

Carlos and Jay winched at the thought of Gill.

Evie nodded solemnly

Y/N sighed “Who?”

“Gil” they all answered in unison

“Damn it. He’s a big mouth” Y/N huffed. Just as Y/N finished her sentence Ben came down looking disappointed.

“Where’s Mal?” Evie asked

“She’s not coming back” Ben finished disappointedly, walking away from the hideout.

“No surprise. I told you guys we don’t fit in” Y/N pointed out

“What!” Evie shouted

“No you’s do. I’ll talk to her” Evie stalked towards the microphone.

“Evie” Y/N called

“M? Mal it’s Evie. Let me just talk to you for a second. Mal come on” Evie whispered.

“Go away” Mal shouted.

Jay grabbed Evie “Let’s give her a couple of hours to cool off”

Y/N scoffed “Try forever, she doesn’t wanna go back. I don’t wanna go back, get over it”

Y/N stormed up the steps but she only made it half way when she heard Ben’s name being mentioned.

“Guys” Carlos called out

“Where’s Ben?”

“Ben?” Evie called out worriedly

“Damn it” Y/N muttered stamping back down the stairs

“Do not tell me you lost the King” Y/N growled

“Ben?” Evie called again looking into the smoked and darkness of the alleyway.

“Ben. Don’t scare us like that” Evie sighed with relief

But the voice that followed sent chills up Y/N spine

“Don’t scare you? But that’s my speciality” Harry grinned widely as he stepped out from the shadows and smoke.

“Harry”

“What did you do with Ben?” Jay barked

Harry grinned even more, winking at Y/N as she watched him closely for any sign of a clue. Y/N always knew how to read him.

“Oh um, we nicked him” he teased

“Mm-mmm yea and if you want to see him again, have Mal come to the Chip Shoppe tonight. Uma wants a little visit. You too Pumpkin” Harry grinned at Y/N

“Aww Jay seems like you’ve lost your touch” Harry teased

Jay growled jumping at Harry only to be stopped by Evie “JAY”

Harry cackled mischievously focusing his attention on Carlos “HEY” he barked.

One final wink at Y/N and he walked off into the shadows whistling.

Y/N looked at the three defeated faces “You’s can tell Mal”

Y/N threw her legs over the edge of the chair, filing her nails as Mal gave the gang the riot act.

“If you guys never would have brought him here, this never would have happened. What were you thinking?”

“He was going to come with or without us. We just wanted to protect him” Evie defended

Y/N scoffed “Nice job so far”

“She’s right and we completely blew it guys” Carlos stated

“Okay. Okay. So, what are we gunna do?” Jay asked trying to calm everyone.

Mal looked on disbelief “We are not doing anything. This is between Uma and me”

“And me” Y/N raised her hand in the air “She wants to see me too”

“Yea well she’s a punk. And guess what? We” Mal pointed at Y/N and herself “Have to go get him”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa Mal you’s still have to go through Harry Hook and his warf rats” Y/N stood up smoothing down her dress “That’s what I’m for idiots” Y/N smirked

“And they’re not warf rats” Y/N defended.

“Your still gunna need us” Jay declared

Mal sighed “Uma said just us two”

“Mal come on”

“You heard Harry, Evie. Uma doesn’t mess around when she says us two, it just us two.” Y/N quipped

“Well I know one thing, I’m not going anywhere” Carlos stated slumping back onto the sofa.

“We’ll be here when you’s both get back” Jay finished.

Y/N grabbed Mals arm heading for the door.

As they reached the entrance to Goblins Warf, Mal stopped Y/N in her tracks “You sure about this?”

Y/N shook her head “Nope but I don’t have no choice” They made their way to Ursula’s fish and chip shop.

“Dreadfuls first” Y/N teased pointing at the doors,

“Hilarious” Mal grinned pushing open the doors.

“I’M BACK” Mal sang as she entered. Y/N could hear Uma scoff “Loser. Party of one right this way please”

Y/N took a few deep breaths before pushing her way into the shop.

She stood for a few seconds on the top step, looking around for Harry and caught his eye at the back booth. He winked, so she smirked back at him.

She turned to face Uma and Mal who were seated at the closest table

“Make that a party of two” She called out

Uma snapped her head around so fast, you could hear the crack in her neck. Whatever she was saying to Mal was long forgotten. Her best friend was stood before her. And man did she miss her.

“Well looky here something wicked this way comes.” Uma teased.

“Evil. Something Evil this way comes” Y/N said face as cold as stone. Uma laughed at Y/N’s joke, Y/N’s face gave in, she never could be angry at Uma.

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@awkward--sloth @imnobodiesbitch @scxrletwitches @cubedtriangle

@cece-daughter-of-pitch-black @jackyfrost01 @kristalhi @coffeeeaesthetic

@saltbagpooky @slut-for-fandoms @sataninsatin

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Love G xx 💜

EDIT: Part 6 - Betray the Captain, Love the Friend.

#Harry Hook x Reader #Harry Hook #Harry Hook Imagine #Ursula Fish and Chip Shop #Uma #Captain #First Mate #Mal #Jay #Carlos #Evie #Harry Hook x Y/N #Harry hook mini series #descendants #descendants 2 #Disney Channel

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cheetahsprints · 6 years

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The Coolest Uncles Alive

Summary: In which one twin wanted to grow up to be a zookeeper and the other nearly got eaten by a large feline. Harry and Cisco didn’t have high hopes for their futures. Words: 1756 A/N: Forgive me for changing the canon. But this is fanfiction? And the show itself doesn't exactly follow the comics to a tee.

Cisco spread his arms. “Behold! Welcome to the Zoo. Lions, Tigers, and Bears oh my!”

Harry huffed in amusement beside him. Cisco lifted one of the twins from his shoulders to the ground. Avery immediately attached to Cisco’s leg. Harry crossed his arms in disapproval. Beside him, Joseph giggled at his facial expression. They were watching the mischievous pair so WestAllen could have a second honeymoon. At the end of the day, Cisco and Harry would probably need a second honeymoon. Cisco was glad neither of them could accidentally get pregnant, not that they wouldn’t be excessively careful.

“Avery Francis West-Allen,” Harry said, cool as a cucumber, “let of your godfather’s leg.”

Avery whined. Joey ignored the scene and started punching the air. He almost punched someone passing by, so Harry held him still.

“Avery. Remember you're a big boy now,” Cisco admonished.

He whined again but detached. He restlessly jumped around, his tutu bouncing. The West-Allens hadn't known what the gender of their other baby would be, so Harry gifted them some of Jesse’s old clothes. Avery was also wearing a “Daddy’s little princess” shirt. They couldn't figure out how Avery found them. No one was going to police a four-year-old child on what to wear, though. Or anyone for that matter, who needed enforced gender roles? The shirt wasn’t surprising, since Avery aggressively idolized regal female characters, especially Moana, Shuri, Mulan, and Diana Prince. Cisco didn’t know if Avery had a single clue about ballet.

Joey had nicked Avery’s favorite T-shirt of the Ninja turtle Donatello. Joey lived to annoy his sibling.

They were almost identical at first glance. But Joey had a pointier nose and green eyes. Avery’s eyes leaned more toward brown, and his nose was set wider. The rest of his face had a stronger resemblance to Barry, though it was hard to tell past the lingering baby-fat, with a round chin and angular cheekbones.

“Can we visit elephants?” Joey asked. Except it sounded like ellie-pants.

Avery protested, “I want to see the caramels!”

“Camels,” Harry said.

“Campbell’s,” Avery tried to mimic. Harry shrugged and gave up.

“We’ll get to those both,” Cisco promised.

They passed monkeys, gorillas, elephants, bears, zebras, camels and crocodiles. When they reached the petting zoo, Joey tugged on Cisco’s shirt hem.

“Are the animals sad all locked up?”

Cisco tapped his head and thought out his answer. “Well, they're well fed, with easy access to medicine. Room to roam and places to hide. Plus they're safe from meanies who'd hurt or sell them.”

Joey blinked a few times and smiled. “That's good.”

Joey moved on to the petting zoo, Avery skipping merrily behind him. They had fun, while Harry laughed at Cisco getting chased around by a goat. He fell on his ass, and soon all the children were guffawing with delight. He dusted himself off.

“I am done with the zoo,” Cisco complained. Harry fixed his curls and pecked him on the lips.

“Yuck kissy face!” Avery shouted. Harry grabbed at him, but he quickly dodged. Joey bolted after him. Cisco and Harry trudged after them into the gift shop.

They found that Joey had already found a stuffed elephant. It was roughly the size of his body. Harry was indulgent and brought it to the counter without question. Along with wolf ears. Avery wanted two pairs of cat ears and a little zookeeper outfit. Cisco lifted it with a raised eyebrow.

“I is gonna be the best a minimal - I mean, animal keeper when I is big,” Avery lisped.

“I am,” Harry corrected gently. His mouth tilted toward a frown.

“You’re already big and a scientist,” Avery said, placing his hands on his hips. Harry didn't know why he tried.

“Are you sure you don't want to be a scientist too? Maybe a reporter? Or an astronaut?”

Avery stared at him expressionless. He stated slowly like Cisco was extra dumb, “I wanna. Be a. Zoo. Keeper.”

Cisco nodded. “Okay, okay. Nothing wrong with that.”

Harry ushered everyone out of the store. Once outside, Joey put his wolf ears on. He cupped his hands around his mouth and howled. Harry shook his head. He attempted to push the elephant off on Cisco. He held up a hand.

“You bought it, you carry it.”

Avery put on the cat ears and handed a pair to Harry. He sighed unhappily but slipped them on. Cisco snorted into his hand, and Harry flicked his ear.

They came up on the cheetahs. The pair of spotted cats watched them. Cisco loosed a breathy “hah-hah” at the information plate. The male was named Kitty Flash, the female ironically was Diana the Wonder-Cat. Joey pointed with his mouth open. “It's like Duma!”

Harry gave Cisco a look, and Cisco scratched the back of his neck. It was a fine film for kids, with his supervision. Joey may have stayed up too late and had too much sugar, who was to know. Avery had fallen asleep twenty minutes in. Cisco pushed his curls out of his face, long and wild as they were. They just fell back in place.

Avery argued, “No, no they're like Fuli from the Lion Guard!”

“That show sucks,” Joey grumped.

“Your face sucks Jojo!”

“That's enough,” Harry said firmly.

The twins were quiet but continued to glower at each other. Cisco had to intervene before they started a poking war or something. He bundled his hair and pulled it over the front of one shoulder. Harry had convinced him a while ago to let it grow out more. He was beginning to doubt the wisdom in catering to his husband’s obsession.

“The cheetah is the fastest land animal, aside from your dad. Their enlarged hearts and lungs help them,” Cisco informed them. He was just summarizing the name plate. “And they use their tails to make sharp turns.”

Their attention turned on him. They looked eager for more. Cisco floundered. He didn’t actually know a lot about cheetahs. Luckily, Harry came to his rescue.

“Cheetahs are naturally nervous and shy -”

“Like that kid Billy in our class?”

“Sure. They will introduce them to a dog as a companion at a young age. The cheetah reads their vibe to know how to behave.”

Avery touched his cat ears. “I'm a cheetah now! Can I get a puppy?”

Cisco shared a concerned look with Harry. Then he said, “That’s a question for your parents kiddo.”

“My birthday is soon,” Avery whispered excitedly.

“Our birthday. Our puppy,” Joey chimed in.

“Wazzat? I do not talk to dummies who say lion guard sucks.”

He turned away to watch the cheetahs. Joey stuck his tongue out. One of the cats had come rather close. It sat down, ears flicking. Avery waved. He pointed his finger and tried to count the spots. The wind picked up suddenly. Cisco wrestled his hair into a ponytail. He always kept the bands in his pockets. Harry palm pressed to the back of his neck. He gestured at the stand selling various sweet treats.

“Who wants ice cream?” Cisco asked.

“Mommy sayed I can't eat ice cream. Cos it came back up and daddy didn’t like wearing it,” Avery said absently, still counting the spots. “Eleven… twelve… wait what’s after twelve?” The cheetah licked its paw and swiped over its ear. Avery gave up counting and imitated the action.

“Cotton candy then. Both are right past the enclosure.”

“Race me,” Joey said. “If you win you don't gotta speak to me, if I win then you gotta.”

Cisco wasn't sure he was a fan of that wager. But at least it might mean less bickering in the car. He doubted Avery could hold out that long though.

“Get ready to lose to Josie the fastest cheetah ever!”

Joey scoffed, “That sounds like a girl name.”

“Cos it is, genius.”

Joey nodded sagely. “I see.”

They got into position. Cisco and Harry followed sedately as they ran off on their tiny legs. Joey stumbled halfway there, and Avery won. Cisco bought his cotton candy and strawberry ice cream for Joey. By the end, Joey's face was covered in smudges of ice cream.

“You were supposed to eat that, not wear it,” Harry admonished. Joey giggled and wiped some onto Harry’s nose. Cisco smirked. When the kids weren't looking, he licked it off.

Meanwhile, Avery managed to get cotton puffs in his hair. Joey had disappeared in the blink of an eye. Cisco and Harry glared at Avery questioningly, as though he vanished his brother by sheer force of will.

He said in a small voice, “Joey want to be friends with the Fulis.”

Cisco and Harry had never ran so fast in their lives. They almost forgot to grab Avery. Harry carried him parallel to the ground. He wrapped himself around Harry’s leg when they reached the enclosure. Cisco gasped and covered his mouth at the sight. Harry just face-palmed.

Cisco uttered, “Joseph Henry West-Allen. If the cats don't get him, I will.”

“I'm too old for this.”

By some unexpected willfulness, Joey had found his way into the cheetah enclosure. He was creeping toward a sleeping cat. The other one was watching him like a hawk. Its tail whipped side to side. Unlike dogs, that was not a friendly gesture.

“Shit, shit, satan damned hell,” Cisco shouted. Harry groaned in agreement, not lifting his head. Several parents and assorted guardians shot him scandalized looks. He didn't care. There was nothing else for it. He breached right in front of the cheetah preparing to pounce. He was greeted with semi-retractable claws in his shoulders. Cisco wasn’t braced for the pure force, knocking him to the ground. However, it seemed to decide he was too big of a fish to fry. It collapsed beside him and started purring. He thanked the speed force and grabbed up Joey, kicking and screaming.

Cisco swore he’d buy the twins a puppy if they kept the incident quiet. Avery managed to barter an additional kitten out of him. Avery leapt into his arms and hugged him. Joey copied him, but with Harry, who was barely able to balance him. Joey gave Harry a kiss on his chin with the “mwah” sound effect.

“Did this make you change your mind about kids?” Harry asked.

“Nope. Not at all, no.”

“Good,” Harry said. “Keeping up with you is challenge enough, sweetheart.”

Cisco threaded their fingers. Harry smiled fondly and kissed his cheek.

Joey added emphatically, “But you're the coolest uncles in the world.”

#harrisco #Uncle Harrisco #established relationship #married Harrisco #babysitting #godfather Cisco #the twins love Harry's grouchy-face #my fic

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