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tobiasdrake · 5 months
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Rating Rain Code Characters on the Fight Me Bruh Scale
Here we go. We're ranking all of the major characters in Rain Code based on how confident I am that I can beat them in a fight.
Swank Catsonell
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I want you all to know that despite what the rumors may suggest, I absolutely did not pay him to take a dive. This was a fight I won fair and square, because I am very principled and masculine.
<.< >.>
Seth Burroughs
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For all his bluster, Seth is the least threatening man in Kanai Ward. The only thing threatening about him is his control over the Peacekeepers. He does nothing for himself, even needing one of his men to carry a megaphone around for him.
Seth feels like he'd go down so fast, I'd almost feel bad for him. But then I'd remind myself that he's a fucking fascist and hit him harder.
Yakou Furio
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Despite his name, Yakou's not very tough. He gets routinely floored in every fight he's in. He did manage to shank Huesca with the element of incredible surprise, but that was more a product of crafty premeditation than formidable brawling. Even when he jumped his wife's would-be assassin, we next see him beaten to hell so clearly that fight took a turn after she (and we) bailed on it.
His file says he weighs 165 lbs but I have no idea where he puts it because his body type is skeletal. A stiff breeze would knock him over.
Yomi Hellsmile
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Yomi reeks of paper tiger to me. As much as he loves throwing his weight around, he's too chickenshit to throw down himself. Even with guns in both hands and people he wanted dead right in front of him, he inexplicably returned the guns to his soldiers and ordered them to shoot everyone instead.
Yomi's fighting style is to run for his life and try to find someone else to fight in his place. But those other people who would fight for him, would already be fighting instead if a fight was happening. By definition, if I'm fighting Yomi, then there's nobody around to stop me from fighting Yomi. If this fight takes place then I win it. There is no version of the fight where Yomi fights and doesn't lose.
Desuhiko Thunderbolt
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When he was faking the Master Detectives' deaths, Makoto figured that Desuhiko would barely even make it out of the starting gate. He judged correctly. Desuhiko is not a fighter. He's scared of blood and sticks to undercover intelligence.
His best shot at victory would be to show up to the fight Disguised as someone tougher than him. But it's not super clear whether that would actually help him.
Vivia Twilight
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From what little we see of him in action, Vivia's incredibly quick on his feet and holds his own next to Halara. He moves blindingly fast and shitstomps cops with the best of him. But that's when people he cares about are in danger.
If we're just duking it out in the street, there's a strong chance Vivia goes down with the first punch and then mutters something to the effect of, "Oh well, you got me. Guess I'll just lay here now. Maybe the small bruise from your fist will kill me. Wouldn't that be nice?"
I only win this fight if Vivia isn't motivated enough to snap my neck before I know what hit me. But I don't plan to do anything that would motivate him to do that, so this is the most likely scenario when Vivia and I throw down. I'm not proud of it but I'll take the win.
Yuma Kokohead
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With a Truth Sword in hand, Yuma is incredibly formidable. He's outfought countless Mystery Phantoms and even outmatched Makoto in a swordfight. However, it's not super clear how transferrable those skills are outside of the Labyrinth setting. Most of the time when Yuma's cornered, he's powerless; However, most of the time when Yuma's cornered, guns are involved, so that's not a fair comparison.
What it amounts to is that Yuma's ability to hold his own in a street brawl is difficult to gauge. That said, his stature is intimidating in and of itself. I'm always leery of fighting someone whose height easily allows for a full-body haymaker to the junk. Short people have no chill.
Kurumi Wendy
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Kurumi doesn't get many opportunities for action but given what we know of her, I don't envy my chances. She's had to evade pursuing Peacekeepers in the past, which implies she's pretty scrappy and quick on her feet. She also managed to get in and out of Dohya District while it was under a counter-terrorist lockdown, skirting through Guillaume and Dominic's police state with so little effort that it put Yuma and Fubuki's attempt to do the same to shame.
So even though she never gets to throw a punch in the entire story, she fucking scares me. I start shit, she is going to sucker-punch me in ways I couldn't possibly see coming. There is a feral beast inside of her waiting for an excuse, and I'm not talking about her homunculus biology.
Martina Electro
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This woman scares me. She's Yomi's right-hand, which means she does all the physically-intensive things that he doesn't. She's in the field leading from the front and, unlike Seth, we see that she's entirely willing to take matters into her own hands.
I have no basis for saying she could probably fold me in half and feed me my own spine, and has likely done exactly that to people in the past. But I believe it.
Dominic Fulltank
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Are you joking? This man is 500 lbs of solid murder.
Let me paint you a word picture. I throw a punch. I break my fist on his rock-hard abs. Then he picks me up and rips me in half with his bare hands.
Guillaume Hall
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Are you joking? This girl is 150 lbs sopping wet.
Let me paint you a word picture. I throw a punch. I hit her right in the fucking face because she's not a fighter. Then goddamn Dominic appears out of nowhere, picks me up, and rips me in half with his bare hands. But with extreme prejudice this time; Before, he was just defending himself, but now he's defending his boss.
Makoto Kagutsuchi
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If I could define Makoto in one word, it would be cunning. Makoto has no reservations about doing whatever it takes to win, and his ultra-genius intellect is constantly plotting and scheming. He's so physically unimpressive that he looks like he'll collapse with a rough shove, but by the time fists start flying, he's already figured out 11 different ways to kill me.
Even if he might seem to be on the backfoot at the moment, Makoto is always in control of every situation he's in. He chose the place, he chose how we fight, he chose what happens to be on hand to use in the fight, and he chose who wins. He merely let me think that I chose those things.
Fubuki Clockford
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We see precious little of what Fubuki's capable of in a fight. But she's no stranger to it. When Yuma first asked her to clear out the coffee shop patrons, her kneejerk go-to was to try violence. He had to talk her into a distraction instead. So she's clearly been in fights before.
Her biggest asset is her ability to save scum, though that has its limitations. It takes a lot out of her every time she turns back time, often leaving her winded and gasping for breath by the second reset. The stamina cost offsets the advantage of temporal prescience, especially in a street brawl.
But that advantage is powerful nonetheless. Do I feel confident that I could take Fubuki in a fight? Sure. Do I feel confident I could take her in five out of five fights? That's much more intimidating. Fubuki only has to win once. She decides which match "counts".
Halara Nightmare
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Halara can take Fubuki in five out of five fights. Halara can take anyone in five out of five fights. Consecutively. Simultaneously. However you want to go, you'll regret it fast. We see them in action plenty and it's always the same: Halara Nightmare is violence incarnate.
Some fighters hit like a sledgehammer. Some hit like a truck. Halara hits like hospital anaesthetic; You blink and then wake up seven hours later with your kidney removed and no idea where the time went. They put me down so fast that I spend the rest of the day trying to figure out what even happened. Like a Hangover movie but instead of being drunk I got my ass kicked.
They are, and shall remain, the reigning champion of violence in Kanai Ward.
Real Yuma
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I want you all to know that despite what the rumors may suggest, he absolutely did not offer me free ramen in exchange for taking a dive. This was a fight I lost fair and square, because we are both very principled and masculine.
<.< >.>
*slurp*
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erikatsu · 10 months
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CAN'T HELP FALLING IN LOVE — KAEYA
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ᥫ᭡ — SUMMARY: Windblume was the best occasion to strengthen relationships, and an even more perfect one for him to confess what's in his heart.
ᥫ᭡ — PAIRINGS: Kaeya x GN!Reader
ᥫ᭡ — WARNINGS: Sfw. Self-ship coded. Slight angst at the beginning but fluff at the end. Kaeya & Diluc lore. Reader has hair that's long enough to play with.
ᥫ᭡ — NOTE: Repost from my old blog. WC: 2k.
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if someone asked either one of you, both you and kaeya could remember the first time you had kissed him. he had made his way to your home on his way back to mondstadt from the dawn winery, drenched from the pouring rain, and breathless, and he was bleeding. archon's, you'd been terrified that he was mortally injured from the tragedy of ursa the drake hours prior. red stained the white shirt that clung to his chest, the eye patch he normally sported over his right eye missing. 
as you ran toward him, you watched as the blood got closer, darker. you could see it staining his blue locks, mixing in with the water that beaded up and ran down his skin. he was clutching his side in pain with his other hand, swaying as he stumbled up the dirt path. you rushed to his side, supporting him as you got him into the small cottage. 
he was hurt, but he was alive, and he would live. that was all that mattered to you as you tried your best to patch up the wound that ran over his gold eye, the one he had kept hidden since he was young. when you asked how it happened, kaeya was hesitant to answer. his own self doubt and shame creeped in as he tried but miserably failed to get his words out. you assured him it was just the two of you, that he could tell you anything, he always could. 
as you found yourself desperately searching his eyes for an answer, you ended up leaning in. kaeya didn't realize what was happening until he felt your hand cupping the back of his neck, pulling him into meet your lips. he was almost frozen in place, not immediately registering what you were doing. when it finally clicked, his response was automatic. he breathed in deeply, cupping your cheek as he kissed you back. 
your heart raced, not expecting him to return your gesture. the two of you had been close for years, both too afraid to say anything to the other and ruin what you had. you don't know what changed in that moment. maybe it was because of all the emotions you'd went through minutes before, or maybe the thought of losing him for good forced you to act without a second thought. 
you had both thrown caution into the wind, finally sharing your feelings with unspoken words and with meaningful actions. 
kaeya often thought back to that night, the one that started the relationship that you two shared now. it always brought a small, yet genuine smile to his face. but he didn't know how to say exactly what he thought, what he meant, or how he felt, especially as he stared down at the blank page on master jean’s desk. he was really starting to think about the consequences of his own actions at this point. tricking the traveler and the venti into doing the tasks he had been assigned in jean’s absence, just so he could come up with a way to make the last night of the windblume festival special for you. 
it was coming back to bite him as he now had to come up with a poem that venti assigned everyone who wanted to take part in the sharing of feelings and romance, but didn't quite know how to. kaeya joining in on these small lessons had been a shock to quite a few people. he was always a smooth talker, charming nearly everyone he'd met. but you.. you always saw right through him. because when it came to you, not only did words often fail him, you knew he acted the way he did to hide the parts of himself that he hated. 
things like this and acts of grand gesture had never been his forte because he hated when the attention was on him. he hated how it felt when his face burned in embarrassment and how he would trip over his own tongue trying to say something he'd done was no big deal. the only eyes he wanted on him were yours, and sometimes even that was too much for him. 
you, who had nothing better to do besides enjoy the festival, had been brushed off all day by kaeya. you knew he was busy doing his job, but there was something about his behavior today that didn't sit well with you. he was hiding something, you were certain. he covered what he was working on as you entered jean’s office when you went looking for him, and he gave you simple responses and avoided your gaze when you asked him if he was going to walk around with you later. 
the sun was about to set, the windblume of the year had already been chosen by the traveler, and kaeya was still nowhere to be found. you let out a sigh, leaning your head on your hand as you started down at the glass of dandelion wine you'd bought but had yet to touch. just as you reached for it, the traveler and his floating companion, paimon, came skidding to a stop in front of you.
“there you are!” paimon’s shrill voice hit your ears, making you wish that you had at least gotten a little bit of liquor in your system before talking to her. “we looked everywhere for you! do you have any idea how easy it is to get lost around here? anyway, captain kaeya is waiting for you at the statue!”
you bit your tongue, resisting the urge to gripe about how you had waited for him all day. you got up from your seat outside of the tavern, following the two of them to the statue right outside of the cathedral. when you still didn't see kaeya, you turned to ask where he was. aether simply pointed up, making you shift in confusion. you followed his direction, squinting to see kaeya on top of the statue, sitting perfectly in the stone archon's outstretched hands. 
“what on earth is he doing?” you questioned, ignoring him as he waved. 
“about that,” a new voice joined, venti walking up to the small group. “you're supposed to join him. turns out the cavalry captain does need help in the romance department afterall.”
you snorted in amusement, fully aware of that already. before you could question how you were supposed to get up there, venti activated his vision. he grabbed your arm, using the wind current he created to lift both of you into the air. you almost panicked once your feet left the ground, but venti had a good hold on you. thankfully, there was no trouble with sticking the landing, as kaeya quickly pulled you away from the bard and into his arms. you let out a breath you didn't realize you had been holding. 
“are you nuts?” you questioned him, clinging tightly onto his shirt, your heart beating in your ears after the rush you had just experienced. “you know i hate heights, kaeya.”
he did. he knew full and well after how you refused to get your gliding license and with all the times you would drag him out of his office and into the library to get a book off the top shelf because you didn't like that the ladders rolled if you moved the wrong way. 
but he loved that about you. he loved you. which is why he wanted tonight to be perfect. too much of your relationship had been dancing around the idea of you two being together. there were so many worries about what ifs instead of what could be. what if it didn't work? what if it ruined a childhood friendship? what if you lost each other?
you had both lost people close to you. it was both of your determination to not lose anyone else that kept you glued together. sure, there were bad days like when the two of you argued over something stupid, but you didn't want to argue with anyone else. 
“that's true, but you love the sunset,” he gave you a cheeky grin, moving his hand to grab the cecilia flower he picked for you. it was the one you chose every year as your windblume. “this is the best place to watch it. every other view is unmatched.” 
although, he could think of a much better sight to see than the sunset. but he knew if he said something he'd get an elbow digging into his gut. so instead, he gently raised his hand and tucked the flower behind your ear. you looked away as his fingers brushed your skin and pushed back your locks, a small smile tugging at your lips. 
“you didn't need to get venti’s help,” you told him, leaning your head on his shoulder. “or hide it from me. i would've been alright with whatever you went with.”
kaeya rubbed your arm, fiddling with his free hand as he grew nervous. the windblume festival was not just for celebrating the thousand winds and freedom, it was also about improving your personal relationships whether they were romantic or not. last year, kaeya used the festival to ask you out properly. those in mondstat had already known the two of you were close, especially because the label on your relationship had been blurry for so long. were you two friends, or were you more?
it was a question nobody dared to ask, but they had gotten the answer as you two walked around the city. kaeya had stopped at almost every shop, buying your favorite things for you. gifts, flowers, your favorite food. the two of you were the gossip of the town for a few days, and certainly it would happen again since kaeya decided to make a spectacle of the two of you on the anemo archon’s statue. 
“i know,” he responded sincerely. you really were not a tough nut to crack. just spending time with him was enough for you. 
you looked up at him, the gentle sounds of a lyre filling your ears. as kaeya turned his head to meet your eyes, the words he wanted to speak now forgotten as the setting sun glowing off your skin captured his attention. you always seemed to render him speechless. everytime he felt ridiculous. he'd known you since the two of you were kids, and you'd been his closest friend for so long. 
but he couldn't help how weak you made him. you had seen him at his worst, and still stuck by his side. you knew his biggest fears and darkest thoughts, and you never judged him for it. you had captured his heart without even trying, and just seeing your smile made him happy. 
maybe it was because he could be vulnerable with you, and not hide his true colors with you that made this all so scary for him. and it was scary, the way he felt for you. he was terrified to speak it into existence, even though he shouldn't be. which is why even though you'd rendered him speechless by just existing, he had to work himself up into remembering how to form words. 
he cupped your cheek, brushing his thumb along your soft skin. just as he opened his mouth to speak, paimon shouted from down below, “kiss them, you idiot!”
small giggles left your mouth, kaeya shaking his head but laughing anyway. he leaned in, perfectly molding his mouth to yours. for a moment, you were lost in his touch. you melted into him with what little remaining sunlight was left, soaking in both its warmth and his. you breathed him in, filling your lungs with his cool and refreshing taste. 
such a short and simple kiss left you breathless and dizzy. and the words he finally mustered the courage to say finally came rushing out as he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. 
“i love you.”
your eyes flew open, staring into his visible one with genuine shock. you searched them, looking for any hint of insincerity even though you didn't need to. this time, you were the one who couldn't speak. so you did the only thing you could think of. you leaned back into him, quickly kissing him again with a tenderness he'd never felt before. 
it easily cleared your mind, leaving you smiling as you slowly pulled away, “i love you more.”
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TAGS: @dottores @dan-hengs @alucrds @mxnjiros @suyacho
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respectthepetty · 1 year
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Since I decided the best way to make it through Our Skyy 2 with minimal damage is to drink my way through it, welcome to the fourth round of
CockTails in the Skyy!
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This week's drink is Purple Pair for these color-coded boys in love:
Absolut vodka because vodka is my least favorite liquor (just like this show), but Absolut since much like this company, I'm gonna support my fellow queers no matter what
cranberry juice for Puen's pink(ish)
curaçao for Talay's blue
lavender syrup and rock candy on the rim for the wild switcheroo between calm and chaos
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Last week's preview got me very excited for this installment to see these two be dads, but because I love spoilers, I already know I'm gonna be pissed, so . . . (-_-)
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Bottoms up!
TALAY WASN'T THERE FOR PUEN'S BIRTHDAY?! We are starting with violence!
They can't go on this trip because of Puen, but it started with me being upset at Talay. I see we are also sticking to deceit.
During finals, I put a sign on my door of Drake's "Hotline Bling" stating: "Visiting without a prior appointment" vs. "Emailing me" because people be bold just popping in. I relate to Talay in his tent.
Puen started off by wearing fading pink, but now they are both wearing Talay's blue. If they both end wearing pink, I'll be happy.
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This is disgustingly cute, but I can't even enjoy this because I know what nonsense is going to happen.
I'm obsessed with IKEA and Buc-ee's, so I will not judge Puen making it rain Lay's on his man. I don't need to understand it. I respect it.
We constantly mentioned how Vice Versa was snagging all the product placements, so The Eclipse could exist, but VV got Lay's money and YAMAHA?! This show was making bank! Because I keep seeing the Gran Turismo trailer, cue Nas x P. Diddy's "Hate Me Now" - You wanna hate me then hate me, what can I do but keep gettin' money
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I'm upset! This shit is cute! Yet, it's gonna get fucked up BY LIES!
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I don't know why it didn't register during the previews, but they really threw this kid out in the middle of a rainy night to kickstart these shenanigans! In the words of the best gay pirates, "The Fuckery"
Puen not wanting Jigsaw to feel alone because he felt alone all his life would be touching if not for the LIES!
I have been done with this drink since part one, and I'm getting more upset with each passing minute.
I can't wrap my head about Neo. Not even thinking about Kan when he appears on the screen even though I just saw him last week in The Eclipse. This man is going to be the best slutty villain in Only Friends. I feel it!
The Red and Blue have been dating for five years, but one of them is a LIAR *Elle Woods from Legally Blonde throwing Lay's chips at the TV screen*
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Now they are switching colors. Jigsaw, look at the Papa who is a color-coded LIAR!
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I need TWO Purple Pairs to make it through the second episode. *plays hold music*
Multicolor for multi-lies
I haven't even mentioned us not getting Fuse x Aou. The only side crumbs that are thriving are MarcPawin and they weren't even in a show! Our Skyy 2 is not serving my side pairs agenda at all.
Nivea now?! Dr. Jimmy, the dermatologist, is snatching skincare sponsors like Dr. Mix, the veterinarian, is grabbing pet food ones. "AXE ABOUT ME! I'm a hustla, Imma Imma hustla, homie!" - Jay-Z
Jigsaw wearing blue then red while Talay and Puen switch colors makes me upset because THE LIES, THE LIES, THE LIES!
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And now Jigsaw is wearing all the colors while Talay and Peun both wear yellow. I'm livid, y'all.
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We were robbed!
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We were robbed by this show the same way it's robbing these companies of their money because they got that tea $$$ too (in their shared yellows)
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"My house is next to a forest." Bro, what? Talay, for you to have dated a liar for five years, I'd expect you to be better at lying.
This Red and Blue are dating. I'm taking no questions.
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AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Two got me fucked up with this bullshit plan!
"It feels like I'm lying to him." Puen, what would lying look like if this isn't it? Just curious. What else have you "not lied" about? Your name, perhaps? staying salty
The Three Stooges: BL Style.
Disciplining kids is rough. Couldn't be me. Could. Not. Be. Me.
Such a sweet moment of Puen telling Talay he can rely on him and tell him anything . . . while he omits the truth.
Puen waking up in blue knowing damn well he done effed up is delightful, but not as great as Tup's (Neo's) walk run! Now, that is the walk of a man who knows he effed up and lost his sister's kid.
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Talay can lie! Thank goodness!
Oh shit! He lied since the night before about the discipline?! I didn't think Talay had it in him. Damn. Good for him.
Tane in Our Dining Table and Jigsaw are two of the cutest children who deserve all the stuffed animals and all the hugs.
Such a lovely speech ruined by the undercurrent of lies and singing on the beach.
It didn't end with them in pink. (-_-)
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I'm seeing red after this installment because this would have been a solid 9/10 if it weren't for the lie. I'm in my Our Dining Table feels, so seeing two men with a kid would have made this the best Our Skyy 2's episodes so far, yet it fumbled in the final stretch and flipped the tables, which means I have to flip the score.
6/10 CockTails for making me fall in love with a plot that never existed, but still funding the entire Our Skyy 2 series with its product placements.
Now I have to prepare for the singing in a show about singing when for the past four weeks, all I've gotten is singing. Thankfully, Fourth will wear glasses, and Mark will make an appearance.
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Side couple, please?
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i want dick grayson to be annoyingly perfect in the smallest of unimportant ways. and i want it to irritate the living hell out of everyone around him
every now and then, jason and dick will go to different chili dog carts around the city, and dick will sit and nod in agreement as jason nitpicks the food, occasionally offering his own two cents. the conversations are tense and if the topic strays from anything except food jason books it, but it’s progress, and dick’s grateful. but he doesn’t understand why jason always growls at him when he’s preparing his chili dogs, chalking it up to jason’s obsessiveness about that food in particular. dick figures he’s probably doing it wrong. until one day, jason bites out a rough question, asks him how he did that. dick’s confused, until jason points out, “you tear open the top of the ketchup packet in a perfect line every time. and you get all of the ketchup out of the packet in one smooth squeeze, and you never get any on your fingers, and i don’t understand how.”
roy was, arguably, a better archer than ollie. green arrow had been birthed from the island, from the trauma of survival. roy, however, had been practicing since he was a kid, and now that he was well into his twenties, he could safely say he was one of the best shots in the world. he could beat all his friends at darts, shoot an apple off wally’s head, and was generally pretty awesome. or, he would be awesome, if only dick fucking grayson would stop making every single shot of anything he threw in a trash can. no matter what he was throwing away, no matter the angle, no matter the wind or rain, as long as the trashcan was in eyesight, anything dick tossed would inevitably end up inside the garbage. sometimes, dick barely even glanced at the damn thing, just took note of it a threw the trash, expecting it to land in the proper place. and it always did. the worst part was, dick didn’t even seem to notice it. he wasn’t actively trying to make every shot. when asked, dick just shrugged and said “we had some pretty good knife throwers in the circus.”
tim’s memories starting out as robin were a whirlwind, a push-pull of bruce’s mistrust, then bruce’s acceptance, of dick’s fear and hesitation, then of dick’s love. he still remembered dick making the two of them hot chocolate in the kitchen after a day of training, tim’s muscles sore and entire body aching but the feeling of pride, because he was good enough to be robin, he knew he was. he hadn’t expected that to happen anytime soon again, given the way their relationship had fractured after tim had left dick’s batman, a terrified fury in his eyes. yet, he’d been proven wrong when, after a particularly rough arkham breakout, alfred asked both dick and tim to stay instead of returning to their own apartments. just because the manor brought back a feeling of warm nostalgia, however, doesn’t mean it kept the nightmares away. he came down to the kitchen and saw dick already up, moving around the stovetop. with a knowing look in his eyes, dick grabbed another mug to make tim some hot chocolate. tim was washed over with a feeling of relief, of acceptance. dick slid the mug towards him and tim took a sip, letting the rich chocolate warm him up from the inside. it was delicious. his little sigh of pleasure must have been audible, but then he remembered something he noticed. “dick. did you use alfred’s recipe for this?” and dick laughed, responded with, “nah. too much work. i just sort of tried to remember what was in hot chocolate, and eyeballed most of the ingredients. i’m glad it turned out good though. no clumps too, that’s good.”
donna didn’t care how old she got, playing in the park with dick never got old. as one of her oldest friends, the two of them could just walk around the park, in companionable silence, just letting themselves relax and enjoy the moment. so, of course, dick would break the silence and ask if she had any earbuds, because it was getting to quiet for him. donna laughed, and reached inside her pocket, fingered past the keys, and grabbed the headphones. the tangled little ball that came out made her sigh, and she pulled on an earbud to loosen it, only managing to make one of the many knots tighter. then, dick took the headphones out of her hands with a here, i got it, and with a few quick tugs, the tangled monstrosity unraveled easy as breathing. then, completely unaffected, he handed her an earbud, putting the other in his own ear. “i’m the one who’s got a lasso,” she said, ignoring dick’s snort and quip about how earbuds and a lasso are two completely different things, donna.
cass hadn’t expected to enjoy such a gentle, graceful form of athletics, but after a few lessons, it had become apparent that ballet could be far from gentle. it pushed her, made her practice and strengthen herself, and she’d fallen in love with the art quickly. however, the most frustrating part of the entire thing had little to do with actually dancing. the school bruce had helped pick out was prestigious, which meant a strict dress code, which meant her hair had to be in a bun. unfortunately, her hair never seemed to want to cooperate. after her latest attempt, falling into a mess of hair at her nape that had so many locks falling out, cass contemplated how mad the teacher would be if she showed up in a ponytail. at that moment, dick peeked into her room, having heard her frustrated noise, and asked if he could do anything to help. cass pointed to the mess of hair, not even remotely contained by the hair tie, and blew a strand out of her face. dick smiled with understanding, then came into her room, grabbing the comb on her bed and standing behind her in front of the mirror. he smoothed her hair with the comb, then pulled it this way and that, twisting and turning and wrapping until, two minutes later, a picture perfect bun sat atop her head. cass blinked with surprise. “first try,” she said, staring up at him, but he just shrugged and said, “it’s not that hard. you want me to drop you off?”
bruce could admit that he rather enjoyed undercover missions. it was an extended game with high stakes, a test of his own acting skills. with makeup changing his face, an expertly made wig, and a demeanor completely different from both brucie wayne and from batman, he swept through the crowd of greasy men, looking for a specific contact. then, he caught sight of someone specific indeed, though they weren’t his contact. eyebrows raised in a what are you doing here? gesture, he slid onto a barstool. from behind the bar, dick offered him a blinding smile, cleaning a glass. he tapped his wrist twice, a clear message. undercover, same as you. then, dick grabbed a couple bottles from underneath a shelf, flipping them in his hand and pouring with grandeur. bruce noticed he hadn’t put any alcohol in his little mixture, only making it seem as if he had. the flashy moves were entertaining, bruce could give him that. dick slid him the drink and bruce took a sip, eyebrows raising in brief surprise. “this is good. bartending?” dick put the bottles and the lemon away, unimpressed. “it’s not like it’s hard. just mixing a couple ingredients. no biggie.” bruce was fairly certain bartending was more difficult than that, but just then, his target came into view. 
steph understood some of the bats’ frustration with dick, she really could. he hadn’t exactly been a welcome and opening batman, that’s for sure. regardless, as the few masks left in gotham had to work together, and she’d gotten to know the man pretty well. and she enjoyed his company as nightwing much more than batman. she dropped onto his balcony in his bludhaven apartment, announcing her presence in that loud-subtle way. dick was nestled in a couple blankets on the couch, going over a couple files, apparently just back from patrol if the small bandage on his neck and bags under his eyes were any indication. nevertheless, he brightened when he saw her and she nodded when he asked if she wanted to spend the night. he moved some of the papers to make room for her on the couch, but she flitted into his bathroom, going through the nail polish bottles she knew he had, and grabbing a shade of red that caught her eye. she tossed him the bottle and put her fingers in his lap, talking aimlessly about a movie she watched with cass. dick seemed to relax amidst her jabbering, and he shook the bottle a couple times before opening it and focusing on her right hand. but as he started, steph paused her rambling and focused on him instead, holding her hands gently and brushing paint onto her nails. he managed to cover her entire nail in three easy strokes, smooth and glossy, not a hint of paint on her skin. the nail was practically perfect. oh god she was jealous. “got a lot of practice with this, grayson?” she asked, and laughed at dick’s mock-offended of course not!
damian wasn’t one for photography, and he could grudgingly admit drake was far better at that particular skill than he was. however, his art class had promised to cover all types of media, and had upheld that pledge. the next two weeks were dedicated to photography, and their final project for the unit had to be a small collection of photographs. animal photography, of course, was damian’s chosen subject, and the knowledge that animal photography was one of the hardest skills to master only had damian wanting to do it more. days later, however, he could admit that it was trickier than expected. how had he never noticed how active his animals were? they never sat still, and every single picture came out blurry. grayson, upon coming across him in the manor grounds, noticed his futile attempts and asked if he could help. damian acquiesced the camera to grayson, who looked through the lens, finding the right angle and background, adjusting the focus settings slightly. then, he let out a sharp whistle and snapped his fingers. in nothing short of a miracle, damian’s pets pasued to look at him, only for a second, and the shutter clicked furiously. damian flipped through the photos, a good many of them clear and wonderful. damian snapped in irritation when dick ruffled his hair and said, “now you try!” it definitely wasn’t as easy as grayson made it look.
babs didn’t really know what she was expecting when she broke up with dick. there was hurt on both ends, and distance for a while, and she had no idea how much she’d miss him. but after a couple months of working together, of remembering that underneath the romantic tangles, their friendship was strong, she’d gotten to the point of dick randomly dropping by her apartment again. the downside was, dick kept randomly dropping by her apartment again. he stole her snacks and messed up her filing system and was so irritating that barbara almost forgot how relieved she was at having one of her best friends back. fortunately, it did come with benefits, because when he was bored, he did some of her chores for her. pausing in the doorway, she smiled at the sight of dick folding her clothes and putting them away. the gesture was platonic now, but no less appreciated. she pushed her wheelchair forward, and in greeting, dick told her how much he wanted to steal all her patterned socks. babs reminded him they wouldn’t fit, and laughed at his pout. dick grabbed one sock off the top of the laundry basket, then dug his hand into the pile of clothes randomly, coming up with the second sock in an instant. folding them together, he repeated the process for each pair. “that...that was fast. you got all of them?” babs asked in confusion. “yes? why, did you expect some to be missing?” was dick’s reply as he shook the wrinkles out of a sweater.
wally was never surprised. he knew dick better than probably most people in the world. he’d gone from frustrated and jealous of dick’s random talents, to admiring and appreciative, to just accepting them as a fact of life. dick’s phone never cracked if he accidentally he dropped it. dick never buttoned up shirts wrong, aligning each button with the right hole perfectly on the first try. dick could plug in usb ports the right way. dick always remembered which light switch was for which room, no matter whose house they were at. dick could pop a cd out of its case without ever smudging the disk, holding it by the rim perfectly. and dick always seemed to know when wally needed a day off, to just visit their old haunts, grab some ice cream, and spend the day talking away on a rooftop. that was just something his best friend could do. and wally would never tell dick, but underneath his fake irritation at it, but he loved him for it.
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A Failed Betrothal (Part 3)
There were a lack of stuff to read so I posted this instead.
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PART 3
The next day was weird to say the least for everyone but for Marinette, it was another can of worms that she wished she didn’t open. For one thing, Chat Noir’s feelings obsession for Ladybug switched from one black-haired girl to another which unfortunately was Ladybug’s civilian form. Which meant Marinette had to deal with Adrien’s Chat-Noir-level flirting and bad pick-up lines.
Perfect, just perfect.
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Everyone thought that a declaration speech of ‘being soulmates and the only one for him’ in front of the whole class from the ‘love of your life’ would warrant a ‘blushing to death and stammering’ or ‘outright fainting’. Not a facepalm, a groan, “Why me?” and a “I am sorry but NO. I don’t feel the same way about you”. Marinette vaguely wondered if there was some kind of rule for interesting events and confrontations to happen during lunch break while the class waits for Mme Bustier to start the lessons.
Marinette went to sit in her seat next to Chloe in the back row where she and her friends had been exiled to. The class was in stunned silence and questioning about whether or not they had fallen into an alternate universe or dreaming. Nathaniel and Alix tried to hide their snickers. Chloe just started outright laughing, turning very red in the face.
Marinette felt a nudge from Plagg in her bag. Looking down, she saw them holding up her phone to show Lila’s gaping face of horror with a wicked smug grin on their face. She looked through the photos to see everyone’s faces of confusion and shock at her rejection. Eyes wide and jaws dropped on the ground. Different shots of her classmates in the same state. She smirked and showed them to Chloe who calmed down enough, letting out the occasional giggles and took the phone with glee.
“Thank you, Plagg. Here you go.” she whispered, giving them a camembert macaron.(Tom had started experimenting with camembert in his recipes. Plagg is his first taste tester for all of them, making Tom one of Plagg’s favourite people.)
Adrien didn’t take the rejection very well.
“But we are meant to be. You are a designer and I am a model. Our partnership is the one to be envied by many for the ages.”
“And by that logic,” The designer turned to her main model for her MDC website, “Chloe, my love, will you be my one and only? For our love shines so bright ,paralleled only by a thousand suns.” Using the same voice Plagg does when they go on one of their love odes about camembert before losing her straight face and giggling.(Plagg doesn’t know whether to be offended or amused.)
Setting Chloe’s laughter off again. “Mariiiii,...stop….I can’t..*gasps*....I can’t…”
Nathaniel and Alix, finally lost control and joined Chloe in death by laughter. Adrien was flustered, turning red in the face either from anger, embarrassment or both.
“But Chloe isn’t a model.”
Marinette decided to put a stop to this, just on the off chance that Gabriel finally decides to akumatized his own son. She recomposed herself.
“She is the main model for my website and we have a partnership. You, however, work for your father. So does Miss Rossi. Does that sound like the partnership to be envied by many for the ages? Hmmm, Agreste? Anyways, like I said before, I have no interest in dating you.”
“Why not? We are friends and sometimes, friends like each other enough to date each other.” Adrien angrily asked.
“Because-”
“Because, Adrikins,” Chloe cuts in, “friends having to date because one of them is interested in something more makes no sense and is fucked-up. Marinette doesn’t owe you anything. Besides, she already has a long distance boyfriend who lives in America.”
“WHAT!?” Adrien shouted.
“What?!” The class had snapped out of their stupor. Since when had Marinette gotten over Adrien and had a boyfriend?
“What?” Marinette looked at Chloe with wide-eyes. Last she checked she was still single so what the hell was Chloe playing at. For Kwami’s sake, she hadn’t been on a date since the one with Luka which went awkwardly before they agreed that they think of each other as siblings and it will be best to stay that way.
Chloe gave her a look that said ‘I will explain later.’
“Oh yes, they met online a few months ago and now they are all lovey-dovey together. It’s just so ridiculous, so utterly ridiculous how disgustingly in love they are. They have video call dates at least once a week and somehow make it work despite the time differences. He once came all the way to Paris just to see her. He brought her some special flowers that apparently meant-”
Marinette slapped her hand over Chloe’s mouth. “Well, Chloe, Queenie, as much as I love you as my friend, you can stop gushing about my love life now. Because class is about to start.”
She said through gritted teeth as Mme Bustier finished taking her sweet time and walked in. Sadly, Alya wasn’t done with the conversation ,“Wait a minute, since when did Chloe and you become close enough that she is modeling for you? And a boyfriend? Why didn’t you tell me, Girl? I thought we were friends. What about Adrien, he just confessed to you and you had been crushing on him for so long” Many girls gasped, angry that Alya broke the unspoken girl code.
“You have a crush on me?” Adrien looked hopeful. Like a lost kitten that had been stuck in the rain, was let into someone’s home.
“I had a crush on you,” Marinette corrected him, emphasising on the past tense, “and Alya had no business of sharing that information to the entire world despite us not being friends anymore.” She glared at the journalist who at least looked ashamed.
“You wanted to date Kagami so I moved on.”
One of the reasons anyway. I found out that you were my partner who had no concept of boundaries. You are a coward who only wants to maintain the class peace at the price of my mental health, she thought.
“Instead of continuing to pursue you.” She hoped the ever dense and oblivious model would get the hint she gave him. Tikki ,just this once, Grant me that ladybug luck.
“And Mme Bustier, it is time to start the lessons, don’t you think? Instead of focusing on the class drama to gossip about later on.” Marinette glared at the teacher, reminding her to do her job.
“Oh. Right.” Mme Bustier tried to regain her ‘perfect teacher’ image after getting embarrassed at being caught, “Right. Class, turn to page-”
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As soon as the bell rang for the end of school, Marinette dragged Chloe all the way to her room. Alix and Nathaniel followed them because as far as they know, Marinette had no boyfriends and they were as curious to find out what scheme Chloe had cooked up this time. They were as complicated and crazy as Ladybug’s. No offense, Marinette.
“Okay, Queenie, you have to explain why I now have a devoted American boyfriend who I am so in love with.” Marinette crossed her arms with a frown aimed at Chloe. The kwamis got out of their respective hiding places and went to the tray of food set out for them.
The trapdoor to her room opened, revealing the rest of their friend group before Chloe said anything.
“Did we miss anything?” Kagami asked as Longg and Sass joined the other kwamis.
“Juleka said something about an American boyfriend and how he sounds so romantic. Does that have to do anything with the text Alix sent us to come here?” Luka added.
“To recap, Adrien made a love confession to Marinette,” Alix started, biting into some of the delicious pastries the Dupain-Chengs gave them, ”in front of the entire class after an entire day of flirting and bad pick-up lines.”
“Wow, even after having his memories erased of being Chat Noir, he is still after Ladybug.” Luka chuckled, with the others joining in.
Marinette whined, “It was easier when he was Chat Noir. But now as Adrien Agreste, teen heartthrob, it is going to be much more difficult to get into his thick head that I don’t see him that way and it is going to get harder, now that Alya outed my old crush to him.”
“Oof. Sucks to be you.”
“So, our Mari-bug rejected him. He threw a tantrum and sulked, so like Chat Noir, how did we not notice?,” Alix continued, “After demanding reasons why they can’t date, Chloe gave Marinette an American boyfriend who she was in a long-distance relationship with. Speaking of, why did you do that?”
“I have known Adrik- Adrien since we were in diapers and I know how that mangy cat works. He grew up on Disney and had all those fairytales stuffed into his head. If you had told him that you were just not interested in dating at the moment, it won’t work because he will try his hardest to ‘woo’ you, because he still has a chance. He won’t push his luck as much if you were off the market.” Chloe explained.
“I am sure that, judging by the fact that Chat Noir still tries to date Ladybug despite her saying she is in love with someone, Adrien might try to get more proof of this boyfriend to make sure Marinette is just not pretending to have one.” Kagami pointed out.
“Ahh, but luckily I have a back-up plan. I have a friend, Tim Drake. We met at a few galas when we were younger and kept in touch. He also owes me a favor.”
“I hope this Tim Drake is cute.”
“He is and he’s older than you by two years and,” Chloe typed something on her phone, “A fellow caffeine addict so you can bond over that. Here’s a picture of him and his brother.”
On her phone were two extremely attractive and fit young men dressed in expensive suits at what looked like a gala, the older one had a charming polite smile with bright blue eyes, looking somewhat interested at what someone off-screen was saying despite looking like he will fall over any moment. His brother, however, looked like he would rather be anywhere but where he was. He was tanned and had green eyes that promised murder for daring to even breathe in his direction. Marinette noticed that he looked a little familiar but she can’t place why.
“Tim is the one that looks like he hasn’t slept in days and that’s his brother Damian next to him.”
“Wait a minute. That’s Tim Drake and Damian Wayne. The sons of Bruce Wayne, the billionaire co-CEO of Wayne Industries, which Tim Drake is also co-CEO of.” Nathaniel said with wide eyes and looked at Chloe, “You are using your favor to give our Mari here a fake boyfriend.”
“Of course, only the best for our Mari-bug.”
“Chloe, no, he is probably busy as he is with running the company. No need to get him involved in petty teenage drama.” No matter how much she doesn’t want to date Adrien, bothering a busy guy to be her fake boyfriend is not worth it in Marinette’s opinion. Which, of course, gets overruled by the overprotectiveness of her friends.
“I, for one, think this is one of Chloe’s better plans.” Kagami commented, the others agreeing with her. Traitors.
“Hey!” Chloe exclaimed, an offended look on her face, “Anyways, I will call him later.”
“Children, you better go home now before your parents worry.” Sabine’s voice came from below, “Remember we are also going through some drills tonight so try not to be late.” Having a former assassin for a mother is handy when you want to train a team of teenage superheroes.
“Bye, guys. See you later.”
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“Just because you have been trained since birth does not excuse you from the drills. You also need to get used to the black cat.” Lady Mǔ lǎohǔ reprimanded her with her arms crossed. When Ladybug started her new team, she was the first permanent member but as the team got bigger, she stepped back to be back-up and mentor for the team.
“Yes, Maman, I know but I am nearly finished with this commission. I will catch up with you later. Promise.” Marinette stretched, looking up from her latest project. Plagg was napping in the little basket she had made for all the kwamis to sleep in which fit all of them and had some extra space for Nooroo and Dusuu after they had been retrieved.
The reason she had Plagg instead of Tikki who was with Alix was because of the new tactic the Miraculous Team came up with. To keep the balance the Ladybug and Black Cat must be active at the same time but with Adrien gone, someone must wield the ring until a new permanent holder is found and it was not a good idea for both of them to be on the same person at the same time. The team decided to rotate using the earrings and ring between them with Marinette using other miraculouses when the others have them. It also had the added bonus of making it harder for Hawkmoth to find out who has them at any given time.
“See you later, 灵儿 (líng er, means intelligence). I will give you 15 minutes but that’s it. Don’t be late.” Sabine sighed and got out the skylight and went towards the safehouse where the Miraculous team met to get training. (It is one of Sabine’s emergency safehouse to use in times of emergency and it had the required space to train 6 teenagers. Chat Noir never came to training, lazy cat.)
Marinette never made it to the warehouse.
Because a few minutes after her mother left, the skylight opened to let in five figures dressed in dark colours to easily blend into the shadows like they were trained to be. Too bad they weren’t as quiet. Marinette immediately summoned a bo-staff to defend herself.
One of them lunged at her and she retaliated by hitting the end of her staff to their middle, coupled with a couple more blows and landed one that knocked them out. The others threw throwing stars which she dodged by jumping back. Which landed her to be trapped by the two assassins, whom she didn’t notice, had moved. She cursed in every language she knew as she struggled against them. It led to no avail as she was badly out-numbered. There was a prick on her head and her world went black.
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Plagg awoke to a loud commotion. Irritated, they poked their head out to see their new temporary kit knocked out, tied up and hauled away. Recognizing the kidnappers as assassins of the League of Shadows, they scowled. Ra’s Al Ghul was going to pay.
Plagg may not act like it much but the black kwami was patient and smart. Smart enough to leave a note with an explanation somewhere visible with the messy aftermath of a fight before trailing the assassins. Oh, Roarr’s tiger was going to be pissed once she found out what happened. Wherever they were taking Marinette, it would be best to have a kwami of destruction to help her escape. The night made Plagg almost invisible and allowed to move unseen. They caught up easily and hid in their holder’s midnight hair. Now, their patience came into play. It was a matter of waiting for the right moment to pounce.
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Adrenaline Rush
Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Lilac Allende) Word count: 1,400 Warning: None Premise: Another stolen kiss. Set after the Kenmore Heist of Chapter 9
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“Great work today, team,” Baz said with a grin and a mock salute. “Enjoy your night.”
The last words he accentuated by shooting Ethan a significant look. Thankfully, Lilac missed it entirely, too preoccupied with switching seats to the front now that Baz was being dropped off. 
Once alone, they drove in a silence that started off comfortable as Lilac fiddled with the radio. When she couldn’t find a station that pleased her, she switched the audio mode to play CD. The monotonous narration of the latest historical audio book he had been listening to filled the car, which prompted her to scrunch his nose at him. 
Ethan chuckled as she turned it off, feeling his shoulders relax. In the silence, he finally thought back on the excitement of the day. There was a part of him that felt reckless in agreeing to her plan in the first place. There was another part, a more insistent one, that thoroughly liked it. 
His mind swiveled to thoughts of their kiss, more proof that his carefully constructed conviction was crumbling. The memory of her lips on his, her body relaxing into his without hesitation despite the surprise, made him suddenly aware of how close their bodies were in the confined space of the car. 
He could feel her eyes on him and unsurprisingly his body flared with heat. She was thinking about their kiss, too. He knew her well enough to know that with certainty. 
The tension thickened until she could no longer take the silence. He also knew she would attempt to dispel it with characteristic humor. 
“So,” she started, the smirk evident in her voice. “The great Ethan Ramsey kissing in supply closets, huh?” 
“Here we go.” He suppressed a grin of his own, gratified he was correct about her. 
Lilac laughed and he could see her hands raise in a gesture of defeat. “I’m impressed,” she confessed. “Besides we all did it.”
Ethan recalled the first weeks of her intern year, when rumors of her and Bryce Lahela were all the nurses talked about. At the time, he felt mildly annoyed that one of his interns ran around stirring up gossip and speculation, even if it made him a hypocrite. Now, he could begrudgingly admit that chagrin might have been something else entirely. 
“Jealous, Ramsey?” The question was playful and terribly accurate. 
Ethan focused on driving, allowing a grin to break through and shaking his head slowly, concealing nothing. 
He didn't care. He was done hiding from her. 
“You must’ve been so popular,” she teased. “I almost wish I had been there.”
“Hardly,” he said. “I was obsessively focused and not exactly the friendliest or warmest. I mostly kept to myself. That’s hardly attractive.”
 Lilac made a sound between a scoff and a laugh. “You are so clueless about the effect you have on people,” she declared. 
He chanced a glimpse at her when it was safe to look away from the road. At the same time, Lilac glanced up at him, their eyes locking together like magnets. Her smile was too deliberately coy and if Ethan was being honest, it had the intended effect. He felt his pulse accelerate, a palpable energy sizzling between them. Perhaps Ethan wasn't that clueless because he could've sworn that the way she looked back at him, wide eyes dark with something left unsaid, she was flirting with him. 
Eyes back on the road, he decided to play along. 
“Jealous, Allende?”
She let out a breathy sort of laugh, one that could ensnare a man forever. “Honestly? Yes.”
He coughed on his reply. Her delighted laugh filled the car, almost musical in the sound of the traffic that whizzed past them. 
“I'm messing with you,” she admitted, unaware of how true the words were. “I'm sure young Ethan Ramsey was a hit. Those poor interns never stood a chance.” She shrugged, before adding, “Besides, my mother always says, 'Lo que no fue en tu año no te hace daño.'” 
Ethan understood the words and meaning well enough, even if he struggled to formulate a precise translation. It seemed Lilac struggled too for she gave up with a sheepish smile that was entirely too endearing. 
“Wise woman, your mother,” Ethan commented in response. 
The red glare of break lights interrupted any response she may have offered. Ethan stepped on the break.  
“Dammit. I forgot there was construction on Congress Street,” he said, mindful of keeping his eyes ahead. Blindly, he reached for his phone and handed it to her. “Do you mind checking if there's other side streets open we can take?”
Lilac opened her mouth, perhaps to argue she could just look it up in hers. However, something on his screen caught her eye. 
“No lock code?” she asked with something close to jest. Ethan was certain she was cataloging this in her mental arsenal of jokes about his age. 
“There's nothing in there I'm worried about anyone seeing,” he replied, glancing at the rear view mirror. 
Except he was wrong. 
As he said the words, he remembered the picture set as his home screen. It was a photo of the Biscayne Bay in Miami at dusk, taken by him from the balcony of their hotel room in the minutes before they kissed for the first time.  
He was certain she recognized it because she stared at the screen in silence. When he glanced at her, he could see all traces of humor had vanished from her face, eyes examining the picture with recognition.
“This is from Miami,” she said in an oddly small voice. Those eyes he loved so much were fixed on the screen, as though she could not drink in the sight enough.  “When we…”
Lilac did not need to finish the sentence to ignite the memories. That night would be seared into his mind forever, not only because it was commemorated on a screen he glanced at every day, but because it was the first time he dared to hope she would want him just as badly as he wanted her. 
Lilac emitted a soft sigh, so quiet he almost did not catch it.
She was thinking about that night too.
 With a stab of guilt, he realized she must also be inevitably remembering how he’d push her away. He had been so convinced then he knew exactly what was best for her that he never bothered to give her a choice. Ethan had decided for both of them with ruthless and unmoving conviction.
Yet, she was there, right by his side. She had forgiven him when all he did was punish her for his own mistakes. His chest felt tighter with a powerful, all-consuming emotion – one he was too cowardly to admit.
“Ethan?” 
But her words broke off into a startled little cry as Ethan abruptly maneuvered into a different lane. The move inspired the shrill honking of several car horns and even one rude gesture from a driver passing them by. 
“What are you–”
Ethan safely parked the car on the side of the road and turned to face her. Wide eyes looked at him with a mixture of confusion and concern. 
Fueled by the sudden onslaught of emotion and the adrenaline of the day, Ethan caught her face in his hands, leaned in, and kissed her. His fervent lips moved against hers almost as if in anguish, desperately holding her to him as though she might disappear. Although initially surprised, she did not hesitate to respond just as fiercely, her lips submitting to his desperation, her hands resting at the planes of his chest. Her sweet, lush need for him made his heart skip, inspiring his tongue to part her delicate mouth. 
When they pulled apart to catch breath, his hands helplessly held on to her, relishing in her warmth. Lilac studied him curiously, a radiant smile illuminating her already lovely face. In the gold glow of the Boston streetlights, she looked ethereal to Ethan.
“What?” he asked breathlessly when she continued to wordlessly stare at him in wonder.
“You've been... loose lately.”
Ethan raised his eyebrows and she huffed a quiet laugh at that. 
“I meant, you’re loosening up.”
“Is that a bad thing?” Ethan asked, nipping at her bottom lip when he couldn’t resist the sight of it.
“I like it,” she admitted, sounding deliciously dazed from the small, sweeping kisses he brushed against her lips. “It makes you seem...happier.”
It was not a strong enough word for what she made him feel.
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Author’s Note: Roughly translated, that Spanish saying means something like “if it didn’t happen during your time, it doesn’t hurt you”. I am obsessed with Ethan knowing/understanding Spanish (among other languages).  
Very pointless drabble, I know. But today is a very sad day for my family and I just needed to write to get my mind off things. 
If you made it this far, thank you, as always.
My love and gratitude to every single one of you
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loreweaver-universe · 4 years
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I’ve been asked to make a list of what games I have streamed and plan to stream, and this is that list!  Please note that while I have many more games on Steam, my computer isn’t really suited to handle streaming games while playing them and I’m trying to avoid it for now.  All games on this list are ones I currently own; if a game isn’t on this list, I may simply not have it, and you’re welcome to bring that up.
COMPLETED STREAM PLAYTHROUGHS
Axiom Verge
AM2R
Crypt of the Necrodancer
Metroid Fusion
Fallout 4 (abandoned)
No Man’s Sky (stopped playing, didn’t complete story, may start over someday)
DOOM 2016
Dead By Daylight
Fire Emblem: Three Houses (Golden Deer route)
The Legend of Zelda: Cadence of Hyrule
Enter the Gungeon
Steven Universe: Save the Light
Tales from the Borderlands
Uncharted: Drake’s Fortune
Resident Evil 2 Remake
Hollow Knight
Fire Emblem: Three Houses (Ashen Wolves route)
Fire Emblem: Three Houses (Black Eagles route)
Nier (abandoned)
DOOM Eternal
Final Fantasy VII Remake
Pokemon Shield
Astral Chain
Final Fantasy VII Classic
The Liar Princess and the Blind Prince 
Dead Cells
Transistor
PAUSED STREAM PLAYTHROUGHS
Fallout: New Vegas
Baba Is You
The Outer Worlds
Alien Isolation
CURRENT AND UPCOMING STREAM PLAYTHROUGHS
Void Bastards
The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild
Crosscode
Devil May Cry 5
OTHER GAMES I MAY STREAM
These will be separated by console I own them on but are in no other particular order.
PLAYSTATION 4
Prey (replaying, only finished half the game before)
Bioshock Infinite
Danganronpa
Final Fantasy XV
Horizon Zero Dawn
Resident Evil 0
Rogue Galaxy
The Witcher III
XCOM 2
Batman: the Telltale Series
The Evil Within
Outer Wilds
Final Fantasy VIII (replaying, only finished half the game before)
Final Fantasy IX (replaying)
Final Fantasy X (replaying)
Final Fantasy X-2
Witch and the Hundred Knight
Resident Evil 4 (replaying)
Resident Evil CODE: Veronica X
The Wolf Among Us
Tales of Vesperia
Metro 2033
Kingdom Hearts III
Subnautica
Final Fantasy Type-0
NINTENDO SWITCH
Fire Emblem: Three Houses (Blue Lions route)
Risk of Rain (replaying)
Risk of Rain 2
Secret of Mana
Trials of Mana
Celeste
Carrion
Stardew Valley
Octopath Traveler
Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney Trilogy
PLAYSTATION 3
Dragon Age: Origins
Dragon Age 2
Dragon Age Inquisition
Dark Souls
Skyrim
PLAYSTATION 1
Metal Gear Solid
Silent Hill
Parasite Eve
Dino Crisis
XBOX 360
Final Fantasy XIII (replaying)
FFXIII-2
FFXIII: Lightning Returns
Mass Effect (replaying)
Mass Effect 2 (replaying)
XCOM: Enemy Unknown (replaying)
Lost Odyssey (replaying, only finished half the game before)
Dead Space (replaying)
Dead Space 2 (replaying)
GAMES I WILL NOT BE STREAMING
Persona 5 (streamers can have their accounts suspended for streaming after a certain point in the game; I plan to liveblog the Royal release, as it was kindly provided to me by a fan, but will not be streaming it)
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stanathanxoox · 5 years
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@drethanramsey-ismybabe asked Bubbly - Colbie Caillat with Dr Ethan Ramsey
It was karaoke night at Donohue's, you hadn't planned on singing you really hadn't but when you had been working a 14-hour shift on next to no sleep for the previous two days and then added alcohol into the mix there hadn't really been much choice. You get up on the makeshift stage and scroll through the song options before finding exactly the song you were looking for.“Aha!” you say into the microphone. Smiling as the first chords play through the speakers you get ready to sing as your eyes meet the blue pools sitting across the bar at the sipping his drink, you can see the corners of his mouth are turned up in a slight smile. Your eyes never leave his as you sing the song you know from heart, bearing your soul to him.
Will you count me in? I've been awake for a while now You've got me feelin' like a child now 'Cause every time I see your bubbly face I get the tingles in a silly place It starts in my toes, and I crinkle my nose Where ever it goes I always know That you make me smile, please, stay for a while now Just take your time wherever you go 
The rain is fallin' on my windowpane But we are hidin' in a safer place Undercovers stayin' dry and warm You give me feelings that I adore 
It starts in my toes, make me crinkle my nose Wherever it goes I always know That you make me smile, please, stay for a while now Just take your time wherever you go But what am I gonna say? When you make me feel this way I just, mmm And it starts in my toes, makes me crinkle my nose Wherever it goes I always know That you make me smile, please, stay for a while now Just take your time wherever you go I've been asleep for a while now You tucked me in just like a child now 'Cause every time you hold me in your arms I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth It starts in my soul, and I lose all control When you kiss my nose, the feelin' shows 'Cause you make me smile, baby, just take your time now Holdin' me tight Wherever, wherever, wherever you go Wherever, wherever, wherever you go Wherever you go I always know 'Cause you make me smile, even just for a while 
There's a clap from all around as the song fades, but your attention is stuck on Ethan. He gives you a wide smile before he gets to his feet, and walks out. The next thing you know you can feel your cellphone vibrating in your pocket. Pulling it out, you can't help but grin as you see the name Jonah popping up on your screen. It was your code for him so that when your roommates saw your phone they wouldn't suspect anything was happening between you and Ethan. You clamber down from the stage before checking the message he had sent you. That was beautiful, meet you back at my place ASAP it reads you beam at his words before sending back a message of your own 
Thanks babe xx be there soon. You hurry to collect your things and rush out of the bar trying to escape before any of your friends catch you, luckily their all engaged in other things so your escape is clear. You make your way across the street to where your car is parked. However, when you try to get your car to work the damn engine is flat, you try ticking it over once, twice, a third time but nothing seems to happen. Instead of heading back into the bar to talk to the bartender or even one of your friends you call Ethan, he picks up almost instantly 
“Ethan, I need your help” you say and you can hear the concern in his voice “What do you mean Y/N? What's happened?” he asks and you are about to explain about the engine being flat when a sudden explosion erupts from the hood of the car, and your thrown back across the footpath, before hitting your head on the concrete wall, you can hear a murmur from the phone speaker but mostly all you can hear is the ringing in your ears as you lose consciousness.
When you wake, it's to the sound of a heart monitor and the bright lights of the hospital room. You try sitting up, but feel a soft hand on your shoulder stopping you from moving, you begin to panic before you meet the blue eyes of the man you love, they're full of concern and desperation but they show a little bit of relief at seeing you awake. 
“Ethan” you whisper and he leans down placing a kiss on your forehead before he says 
“Shush, it's okay, try not to move sweetheart” you give a small smile at hearing the term of endearment he normally doesn't say outside of the his apartment. “How long have I been here?” you ask and he frowns 
“It's been two days since the explosion, honestly when the doctors showed me the results from your CT scan and MRI, I'm surprised you're actually awake after such a short time” he says and you raise an eyebrow “What do you mean?” you ask and he says 
“I'll let your assigned doctor tell you” he says, and your face falls. But you understand why he's doing this, it's overstepping the boundaries for him to have even have told you this much since you weren't his patient. 
It feels like an eternity before the doctor comes in to discuss the findings with you, he's about to dismiss Ethan but you shake your head and reach out for him “No! Let him stay” you beg, panic setting in, your hand outstretched, waiting for his hand to hold and the doctor raises an eyebrow at you before turning to Ethan “The patient has asked for you to stay” the doctor says and Ethan looks at you, trying to decide on whether or not he should stay or if he should leave, you meet his blue eyes, pleading with him and he sighs before making his way over to your bed and he takes your hand in his before he turns to the doctor who is eyeing the two of you suspiciously before Ethan growls and the doctor begins to explain his findings. The doctor runs the normal tests now that you're awake as well and declares that your stay in the hospital will be a short one if there are no further signs of complications, such as seizure. When the doctor exits the room you look over at Ethan as he watches you digest the news. 
“I'm sorry this happened to you sweetheart” he whispers, sitting next to your bed in the horrible plastic hospital chair. You give his hand a gentle squeeze, 
“I'm just glad your here Ethan. I love you” you whisper and he beams, before he leans over and places a kiss on the back of your hand “I love you too Y/N, so much” he says and you smile.
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tobiasdrake · 5 months
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With your tonal language I can’t tell if you are exaggerating or genuinely hating Yakou.
My relationship with Yakou is complicated, in large part because his creator and I have very different sets of values. Yakou is a character designed to be complicated, but to leave you with an ultimately positive feeling towards him. He's a man haunted by his past, but also one with strong enough values and convictions that he can serve as something of a role model nonetheless.
My issue with Yakou is that a lot of the things that are designated as his flaws - his heavy drinking and willingness to murder - are things I don't have a problem with. Meanwhile, the things that are designated as his virtues? Well....
Kazutaka Kodaka is a man with profoundly heteronormative views on gender that come out in his work. He has strong opinions about binary masculinity and femininity, which get expressed in his writing - and his record with trans and non-binary characters is spotty.
With Yakou, this comes out as a sort of inadvertent foot-in-mouth syndrome, where he can become incredibly obnoxious in the moments where he's meant to be likable simply as a consequence of what Kodaka thinks are good values.
Yakou and Desuhiko are the two characters through which Kodaka explores masculinity. Fubuki, Yuma, Kurumi, and Vivia all have genders, but their stories aren't about gender. Halara, meanwhile, has neither a binary gender nor a story about gender. But Yakou and Desuhiko have masculinity itself as a major topic of conversation.
Which. Means. Kodaka, a guy with spotty views on gender, uses these characters to talk about gender. That's. Okay.
Desuhiko is used as a negative portrayal of masculinity. His worst traits are derived from trying too hard to express his masculinity. He's a kid with low self-esteem chafing under the yoke of trying to live up to a cultural standard, to earn respect by Doing The Thing whether he even understands why he's doing it or not.
This leaves him drifting through life constantly exclaiming "HAVE I MENTIONED HOW STRAIGHT AND NORMAL I AM!? OH BOY I SURE DO LOVE WOMEN!" to everyone he meets. He's identified The Womenz as the cure for his insecurity, even though he doesn't actually seem that invested and is honestly surprisingly chaste. He's just performing masculinity, hoping he'll get an A+ grade in Manliness and that maybe that will finally give him value as a person.
For as much as I dunk on Desuhiko, this is a fairly good commentary on what a patriarchal and heteronormative society does to insecure boys.
But then we have Yakou. He offers the counterpoint, as a more positive portrayal of masculinity. But. Like. His central thesis isn't that different from Desuhiko's. He's a romantic at heart who's central thesis is that the true measure of a man is defined by his relationship to a woman.
He's the heteronormative ideal: A man who controls his emotions, loves with all his heart, objectifies women to demonstrate a healthy sexuality but is committed in his heart of hearts to this one woman, who he would give his life for without question. He would be happily married with a white picket fence and 2.5 kids if not for this one asshole who stole his woman from him.
The moments where you're meant to roll your eyes and chuckle at Desuhiko are when he's trying to express masculinity. And the moments where you're meant to like Yakou are, similarly, moments when he's successfully expressing masculinity.
But the values he expresses in those moments? The things that come out of his mouth that are meant to make you appreciate him more? They're things like "Men exist just for women" and "You'd be prettier if you smiled more", confidently asserted in what's supposed to be a touching moment of emotionally connecting with the player character and, by extension, the player.
Most of the time when I'm dunking on Yakou, it's just for fun. He's far from my favorite character but he's harmless, and there are things I do enjoy about him. But the moments Kodaka writes when he's trying to make Yakou look good are the times when I can't fucking stand him at all.
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Since my concentration for anything not @taylorswift related is shot right now, I present: a list of all the fucking clues and Easter eggs we still know nothing about:
The story of us being left with its original art on Spotify. If it was just because it was 4 minutes and 26 seconds long I am legitimately scared for us.
Why la vie en Rose is playing at the beginning of ME! MV
What the fuck is up with the roses everywhere
See also: what the fuck is up with the daisies everywhere
Why the fuck is THE FRENCH LANGUAGE important
Why is the clock set to 8:30
Who were the lame guys with umbrellas? The Dixie Chicks? Taylor?
Why does her hair keep changing colors?
Why has her hair STOPPED changing colors.
Did she cut her hair?
What is TS7’s official hairstyle
Why am I still calling it TS7
The significance of Benjamin Buttons adorable little name and why she kept it a secret
Where is the mural?
What did the rest of the mural mean?
Does Olivia get along with Benjamin?
Have kitty alliances formed?
Did kaleidoscope ever mean anything or does Taylor just really like that word
Is kaleidoscope the name of TS8
Why all the home references
Why is there a Christmas tree in the summer
What were those cloud shadows doing
Why does Taylor’s shadow turn into speak now era Taylor
Is there a drake collab
Is there a Troy collab
Is there a Selena collab
Is there a Katy collab
Is there king princess collab
Will Taylor ever be a judge on drag race
Why does the unicorn have a blue eye
Why don’t we all realize it’s not a unicorn it’s a pegacorn
Why was the snake half blind
Why was the getaway car video backward
Why does Taylor move her hands counter clockwise in the briefcase scene
Is TS7 really the original TS6
Why is Taylor wearing palm trees in the background of the plane scene at the end of the LWYMMD MV
Just in general, what’s up with the palm trees tay?
Why is the sky cracking in ME!
Why was there a giant moth/butterfly prop stage during KOMH on tour
Is the lovers shirt tay wore during the tour video merch
There were five holes in the fence
Who is Brute
Why did glass cage Taylor’s eyes spark up at the end of ...ready for it MV
What was the meaning of the door code
What did the character on the yacht mean in End Game
Why did the endgame MV not get the respect it deserved
Why is Brendan fighting magic paint rain
Why are there two rainbows going opposite directions in ME!
Why are there two St Paul’s (one in the cocoon or w/e and one outside)
Does ME! take place in a mirror world that she only leaves to go perform?
Why does a witch fly up the rainbow
Do the scenes in ME! represent different eras
Has Taylor ever accidentally sang “you’re the only one of me, I’m the only one of you”???
While we’re at it, are we out of the woods yet?
Why wasn’t Getaway Car a single
Why wasn’t Dont Blame Me a single
Why don’t people give Dancing With Our Hands Tied the respect it deserves
Why won’t taylor give us a list of her favorite books I’ve only been begging for years
Are the fox slippers an Easter egg
Why is one painting oval
Why are all the band members angels in the 60s scene
Is angels a single
Is home a single
Does Taylor ever have time to sleep with her busy schedule of making evil genius mastermind puzzles for us to go slowly insane over
Why does Taylor go back inside the house at the end of ME!
Is the cloud room in ME! the throne room from LWYMMD?
Why is there a Cartier jewelry book in ME!
Why does the butterfly keep running into the glass at the beginning
The butterflies keep escaping/flying out of the holes in the cocoon, where are they going
Is Taylor Swift a butterfly
What’s up with the mermaid references
Is Taylor Swift also a mermaid
What was up with the pink and blue smoke in the getaway car vid
Why all the time references
When will my timeless theory turn out to be right because I know it’s not completely wrong I’ll just keep waiting
Why did Taylor wear a kaleidoscope ring if her album is named Lover
What ring did Tay give away at Wango Tango
Was it the Kaleidoscope ring
Does Taylor make up versions of her songs with lyrics about her cats
Has Taylor recorded versions of her songs with lyrics about her cats
Will Taylor release an album of her greatest hits but about her cats
Am I the only person who sings Taylor songs with lyrics changed to be about my cats
Can we get some Benjamin button merch
Why was Taylor wearing unicorn earrings on the ME! billboard
Is there a word written on that snake in ME!
Is the word “colors”
Is colors the name of a single
What was up with the forget me not shirt
Why was ETERNAL stitched into the back of her dress - is this my timeless theory quietly thriving we haven’t forgotten that your dress said eternal tay
Does Taylor know about all the websites with different dates on them (June 13th etc)
What was up with that May 13th stamp, Tay?
No really. What. Was. It.
How does Taylor feel about that game of thrones ending
If the album comes out in August why are there so many stamps after August
Can we finally get a Taylor reading list please I’ve only been begging forever
What was up with the coded cipher in the entertainment weekly Easter egg video
Did Taylor mention Paul McCartney Bc of the Stella collab or is there another reason
Is there a Dixie Chicks collab?
Does that hypothetical song already own me?
Wait, is French a clue because it’s the language of love and the album is called Lovers????
Am I a genius or sleep deprived
Why hasn’t making this list taken longer there’s still an ENTIRE TWO HOURS til the YNTCD music video
Does Taylor ever consider her song’s acronyms before she decides on titles
Lastly. Most importantly. Taylor said there was a big Easter egg in the hallway in the ME! MV... What was the clue in the hallway tay??? I’ve watched the hallway scene, specifically, at least 300 times. WHAT WAS THE EGG. WHY HAVENT I FOUND IT? Does it really exist? You’re just, like, walking and jumping and that’s it?
Did Taylor tell us there were 1000s of Easter eggs in the LWYMMD video we probably wouldn’t find for years just to make us crazy because I feel like that’s why
Will we ever get some like exclusive book explaining every single Easter egg and video concept and piece of imagery and symbolism and hidden clues in instagram captions and posts and tour sets and performances and jewelry? Because if not my life might never feel complete.
Does Taylor keep a master list of every clue and Easter egg she’s ever dropped, ever?
Does the fact that the debut had blue butterflies on it mean all this has been intentional and planned for 13 years?
Why were there so many Elizabeth Taylor references during the rep era
What did Taylor do for those years when she disappeared and had no one to create cryptic Easter egg puzzles for
Did she just create cryptic clue filled puzzles for her friends and family to fill the void?
Does Taylor leave Easter eggs to promote her music or does Taylor make music to promote her Easter eggs
Is YNTCD MV safe or does it have Easter eggs too
Does anyone else feel like the term “Easter egg” has almost lost all meaning to them because they say it so much
Why did Taylor post a picture of a fence (the first time)
No really. Why.
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johannesviii · 4 years
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Top 10 Personal Favorite Hit Songs from 2009
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20 to 21 years old. And so the 2000s end, not with a whimper, but with an explosion of upbeat, great pop songs.
Only one third of these lists left to make!
Disclaimers:
Keep in mind I’m using both the year-end top 100 lists from the US and from France while making these top 10 things. There’s songs in English that charted in my country way higher than they did in their home countries, or even earlier or later, so that might get surprising at times.
Of course there will be stuff in French. We suck. I know. It’s my list. Deal with it.
My musical tastes have always been terrible and I’m not a critic, just a listener and an idiot.
I have sound to color synesthesia which justifies nothing but might explain why I have trouble describing some songs in other terms than visual ones.
First to second and final year of my Master degree in Contemporary History. Also got two summer jobs that year. I was basically only researching and writing my master thesis at this point and trying to survive on a 50€ per month budget to pay for transport, clothes, driving lessons, and food apart from one meal a day. Needless to say, some corners had to be cut and my health wasn’t the best. I was also trying to register to pass some concours d’Etat to be a government worker considering there was 0% chance I’d be able to find a job otherwise with my qualifications and my mother had been trying to find an excuse to throw me out for more than four years at this point. Basically I was broke, stressed out and in panic mode.
Thank god, the music was mostly energetic and upbeat on the radio. I can’t imagine what my mood would have been like if the charts had been as horribly depressed as in 2018 or 2019.
This was also the year when my favorite music reviewer ever, Todd In The Shadows, started to make his first videos, so you might think his lists are going to influence mine, but as it turns out we have very, very different tastes for the most part (I mean come on, the guy hates Depeche Mode), so... not so much. But he helped me discover a lot of songs I would have ignored otherwise, so yeah, godspeed, Todd.
It should be mentioned that the two songs that I wanted to put at the top of this list before looking at the actual year-end lists turned out to be non-elligible and that is extremely frustrating. Obviously, as I mentioned in the previous post, there’s Life In Technicolor II by Coldplay, which has an incredibly fitting name since it’s one of their most colorful songs ever. But I’m not even sure I would have put it at #1 since this was the year of Mika’s second album, and oh my god, We Are Golden was FANTASTIC. It’s my absolute favorite song from the guy, the music video is incredibly fun, and I listened to that shit on a loop as soon as it dropped.
I usually don’t put such large links for non-elligible songs but the fact this isn’t elligible is nothing short of criminal. Check it out if you’ve never heard it.
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As for albums from bands I liked... eh. Lacuna Coil dropped Shallow Life, which was not as good as KarmaCode, Pet Shop Boys dropped Yes which wasn’t nearly as good as Fundamental, Depeche Mode dropped Sounds of the Universe which was DEFINITELY not as good as Playing the Angel (I liked Wrong, though. But it’s not elligible), Eminem released Relapse which was joyless and pretty bad and he was kinda dead to me at that point (even if it wasn’t as terrible as Encore AND he had that song with Drake that was very good), Placebo released Battle for the Sun which was pretty great but still not as good as their previous two albums, Paradise Lost had Faith Divides Us Faith Unites Us and basically same thing there, and Indochine had La République des Météors which is imho their worst record in the past twenty years, by far.
Long story short, every single one of the bands and artists I loved who released an album that year let me down (except Placebo, maybe).
And then VNV Nation released Of Faith, Power And Glory, I listened to it, and suddenly I had a new favorite band, and everything was good and beautiful in the world again. Album of the year for me, hands down.
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With that out of the way, a few honorable mentio-HOLY SHIT HOW MANY OF THESE ARE THERE, WTF
Replay (Iyaz) - A perfectly good and innocent little earworm.
Run This Town (Rihanna) - I don’t like the original very much (Kanye’s verse is atrocious) but I've had a mashup of it with Bach’s Tocatta & Fugue in D minor (yes you read that right) on my mp3 player for years now, so this has to count. The mashup is called Run This Town In D Minor. It’s one of my favorite mashups ever. I even made fanart of it once! Look it up if you can, the original video has apparently disappeared.
Circus (Britney Spears) - You know it’s a good year for pop when even Britney Spears makes music I like.
Magnificent (U2) - Wait, even U2 was making decent music? I had zero use for them since at that point Linkin Park had more or less taken over their ecological-musical niche of “mainstream epic-sounding pop-rock music with tortured vocals and Emotions(tm)” but that one was still kinda nice.
Même Pas Fatigué (Magic System & Khaled) - I’ve said that before and I’ll say it again but they always bring a smile to my face and I don’t get why it’s ‘cool’ to hate their songs in my country. Yeah, they often sound the same, but I’d listen to ten similar-sounding Magic System songs in a heartbeat whereas you’d have to pay me to listen to ten similar-sounding Nickelback songs.
Day n Nite (Kid Cudi) - This had a tendency to get stuck in my head, but not at all in an unpleasant way.
21 Guns (Green Day) - Much better than I remembered.
When Love Takes Over (David Guetta), Stereo Love (Edward Maya ft Vika Jigulina), Evacuate the Dancefloor (Cascada) - That year was full of catchy, stupid, energetic songs, wasn’t it?
Greenlight (John Legend) - If I had better taste, this would be on the list. Alas, you’re reading the top 10s of someone who once put Blue (Eiffel 65) in a #1 spot, so yeah.
In Your Hands (Charlie Winston) - Same thing, basically.
Like a Hobo (Charlie Winston) - “Like a hobo from a broken home, nothing’s gonna stop me”, said this very useful song. Now is a good time to remind you that my nickname at the public university was The Hobo. So yeah. I liked this song a lot and I still do.
Forever (Drake) - Drake and Eminem are both amazing on this track. Unfortunately there’s also Kanye West and Lil Wayne on it. But. Like. “I'm Hannibal Lecter so just in case you're thinking of saving face / You ain't gonna have no face to save”. Dude. Duuuuuude.
You Found Me & Never Say Never (The Fray) - Did I mention I really, really liked this band. I think I did. Several times.
Paparazzi & Love Game (Lady Gaga) - Would both have had a chance to land on the list without the incredible amount of great, catchy tunes that year had to offer.
C’est Dans l’Air (Mylène Farmer) - Mylène Farmer had THREE singles on the French year-end list and this is the ONLY one I like. Good electro, mediocre verses but a great chorus (and a weird and kind of hilarious music video). Basically a song saying we’re all going to die and she can only sing about it. It’s strange, it’s a bit dark in a fun way, but it’s sadly not enough to land on the list, and it was the last cut from it.
Phew. Making this list was like a Hunger Games of catchy, upbeat, stupid songs to find which one was the best. It’s not #1 but I’m still shocked I had to put it so high.
But first, the runner ups.
10 - Fire Burning (Sean Kingston)
US: #33 / FR: Not on the list
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Yes, ALL these honorable mentions were kicked out to give the last spot on the list to this guy and a chorus that goes “somebody call 911, shawty fire burning on the dance floor, WOAH!”.
The fact that I don’t feel bad about it means this was the right pick for that spot.
9 - Rain (Mika)
US: Not on the list / FR: #22
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Anybody else thinks Mika looks like the Fourth Doctor on this screenshot from the music video or is it just me?
Anyway. So yeah, as I said, We Are Golden would have topped this list if it had been elligible. Sadly, it isn’t, but Rain is. I don’t like it nearly as much as We Are Golden, but what can I say. It’s still Mika. I’ll take whatever I can.
8 - I Gotta Feeling (Black Eyed Peas)
US: #4 / FR: #17
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I lost about 80% of the respect I had for this song the day I realised its untouchable, marvellous beat was very probably stolen from Take a Dive. I still love it though. Had a few actual parties in 2010 and early 2011 and this was garanteed to make everyone dance, even people like me who don’t know how to dance.
And then the dancefloor died instantly anytime anyone tried to put Boom Boom Pow on because it’s impossible to dance on that one. But that’s another story.
7 - Poker Face (Lady Gaga)
US: #2 / FR: #5
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Needless to say this was absolutely everywhere and overplayed to death and beyond, and the fact I still wanted to listen to it and put it on my playlists really tells you how good I thought it was (and still is).
6 - Ça m’énerve (Helmut Fritz)
US: Not on the list / FR: #1 (...yes.)
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This is a novelty song with a singer pretending to have a thick German accent, complaining about various things in France, like the fact he doesn’t fit the dress code for a club, that he wanted to buy a sweater with “Rock” written on it but it’s out of stock, that some girls can fit in a size 34 blue jean and not him, that there’s a queue of people trying to buy macarons at the Ladurée shop, and so on. And every time he concludes “that gets on my nerves”, said in a very flat tone. Here’s a translation.
It was overplayed as f█ck here. Think Despacito levels of overplay. But the beat is great and it’s still hysterical after having heard it about a hundred times that year.
Fun fact, while I was making this list and relistening to this song, my s.o said “haha that sounds great! What is it?” and I stared at him in disbelief. Somehow, he was completely serious. That’s like someone escaping the Great Macarena Onslaught Of 1996. What happened. How.
5 - Waking Up In Vegas (Katy Perry)
US: #36 / FR: Not on the list
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Again, I must remind you that my s.o is a Katy Perry fan and that I’ve heard this song even more than the average radio listener did at the time, and it’s STILL #5 on this list. What can I say. It’s a ton of fun and one of my favorite songs from her.
4 - New Divide (Linkin Park)
US: #61 / FR: Not on the list
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Is this their best song? Not by a f█cking mile. I thought it would be much lower when I started to make this specific list, but what can I say. Linkin Park is like that one old friend that you kept no contact with for years, and once you meet them again, it’s like they never left. Who cares if that wasn’t nearly as good as Numb or In the End? Not me, that’s for sure.
Also, “In every loss in every lie / In every truth that you deny / And each regret and each goodbye / Was a mistake too great to hide / And your voice was all I heard / That I get what I deserve”. Holy shit, dude.
3 - Good Girls Go Bad (Cobra Starship)
US: #43 / FR: Not on the list
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BEHOLD. THE ONLY SURVIVOR OF THE 2009 ‘CATCHY UPBEAT STUPID SONGS’ HUNGER GAMES. THE CATCHIEST, UPBEAT-IEST, STUPIDEST OF THEM ALL. HERE IT IS AT LAST.
The thing I love about this is that it’s a song made by nerds for nerds and that the singer looks and sounds completely non-threatening. As Todd said in his own list back in the day, “that guy couldn’t make good MILK go bad” and that’s what’s so endearing about the song, I think.
Also yes, this is, in fact, placed above Linkin Park.
2 - Use Somebody (Kings of Leon)
US: #14 / FR: Not on the list
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This was my #1 at first. I LOVED it. I even bought the album, even though, as you know, my funds were very low that year. That music is soaring. It’s majestic. Well, the lyrics aren’t that majestic and soaring, it’s about loving someone and trying to catch their attention, but the rest? Damn this is intense. It was also elligible for the 2010 list, by the way, where I ALSO wondered if it should be #1, but in both cases, it wasn’t meant to be.
And so this list of 2009 hit songs comes to a close.
It began with the forging of the Great 2009 Upbeat Songs. Three were given to the Punk Rock hits. Seven to the Dance Tracks. And nine, nine songs were gifted to the Radio Friendly Pop Songs, which above all else desired power.
But they were all deceived, for another song was made. Deep in the forgotten land of Synth Pop, in his Parents’ Basement, the Dark Lord Adam Young forged a master song, and into this song he poured his joy, his talent and his will to dominate all charts.
One song to rule them all.
1 - Fireflies (Owl City)
US: #60 / FR: Not on the list (76 the next year)
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I know. It’s a meme nowadays. But still. Have you any idea how satisfying a song with an initial beat that looks like small pulsing yellow and blue lights in the dark ACTUALLY titled “Fireflies” is? How gentle it all sounds and looks, even when the music soars? The number of drawings and paintings I made just based on the colors of THAT song? It’s like a synth pop version of one of my favorite Mike Oldfield tunes ever, Weightless.
And then, on top of all the rest, how relatable was that guy’s body language and general attitude?? Before even knowing he was on the spectrum I was like “oh BIG mood.”
Also following his twitter was one of the best decisions I ever made.
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So yeah. I would have loved to put Coldplay or Mika in that #1 spot, but I’m not too mad about it thanks to this wonderful little song and its author. Such a shame Deer in the Headlights and Alligator Sky aren’t elligible for the 2011 list.
Next up: Johannes finally moves out and finds a great job and starts living a little, plus here’s a #1 that will be difficult to justify
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Most Anticipated LGBTQIA+ Historical Romance Novels for 2019
Any Old Diamonds by KJ Charles
- In which we stick it to a duke. Any Old Diamonds is set in the late Victorian era and inspired by a number of things: a real historical crime (not telling you which, that would be a giveaway), the popular theatre of the time (hence the music-hall title), and my urge to find out what happened to some characters in my Sins of the Cities series, set twenty years earlier. I loved writing this one; I hope you enjoy a more-sociopathic-than usual hero.
How to Talk to Nice English Girls by Gretchen Evans (February 14 - @carnationbooks )(f/f)
- n the aftermath of The Great War, everything is changing. But not for Marian Fielding.Marian’s life is quiet and predictable in the solitude of the English countryside, where she plans to remain and care for her parents.But Marian’s world is turned upside down when she meets brash, confident Katherine Fuller. Katherine arrives at the Fieldings’ estate for the wedding of Marian’s sister and immediately shakes things up. Instead of keeping an eye on the ill-mannered American girl and keeping her out of trouble, Marian finds herself magnetically drawn to Katherine’s vivacious nature, and they are swept into a whirlwind romance that will change both of their lives.But will Katherine’s unconventional behavior ruin their chance at happiness? Can Marian leave her old life behind? Will two women from different worlds find a way to be together against all odds and expectations?
Royal Court (A Royal Romance Book Three) by Jenny Frame (January 14 - Bold Stroke Books)
- Captain Quincy is a steady and reliable Royal Marines officer, decorated for gallantry after a mission that nearly killed her and the men under her command. At a crossroads in her career, Quincy reluctantly accepts when her old comrade, Queen Georgina, asks her to join the Royal Protection Command as the Queen Consort’s new protection officer. Holly Weaver, Royal Dresser and self-confessed man-eater, starts to question her sexuality when she has a girl-crush on famous actor, Story St. John and, then, polo player and friend of George’s, Captain Quincy. The good-looking captain’s emotionless personality is the opposite of Holly’s exuberant lust for life. When a threat to the Queen Consort emerges, Quincy and Holly clash over the best way to protect her. As the fiery passion they can’t deny begins to melt Quincy’s heart, Holly must decide how much of her own she is willing to risk.
The Replacement Husband by Eliot Grayson  (January 4 - Smoking Teacup Books)
-  Goddess-blessed Owen Honeyfield is destined to enjoy perfect good fortune. The arrival of handsome and eligible Tom Drake in his country town appears to be the latest manifestation, and Tom’s whirlwind proposal is the fulfillment of Owen’s desires. When his betrothal takes a disastrous turn, Owen is left heartbroken and at the mercy of Arthur, Tom’s disapproving elder brother. His reputation ruined and his bright future shattered, Owen must choose between loneliness and a marriage of convenience, with love no longer in reach. Arthur Drake has always taken responsibility for Tom’s scandalous behavior, but this time is worse — it isn’t just the family name at stake, but his own happiness. When Tom’s impulsive selfishness threatens to ruin the lives of everyone involved, Arthur has only one honorable choice. He’ll need to repair the damage Tom has done and fight for his chance at love, knowing all the while he may never be able to take Tom’s place in Owen’s heart.
Deosil (Whyborne & Griffin series) by Jordan L Hawk (Second half of 2019)
Hexhunter (Hexworld series) by Jordan L Hawk (February)
- Finally, Isaac and Bill’s story in this wonderful series. Watching them work around each other, and hoping they would have an installment, has been one of my major reading wants for awhile now. 
A Place for Wolves by Kosoko Jackson (April 2 - Sourcefire Books) 
- Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe meets Code Name Verity in this heartbreaking and poignant historical thriller. (YA!!)
James Mills isn’t sure he can forgive his parents for dragging him away from his life, not to mention his best friend and sister, Anna. He’s never felt so alone.Enter Tomas. Falling for Tomas is unexpected, but sometimes the best things in life are.Then their world splits apart. A war that has been brewing finally bursts forward, filled with violence, pain, and cruelty. James and Tomas can only rely on each other as they decide how far they are willing to go—and who they are willing to become—in order to make it back to their families.
The Seventh of December by Garrick Jones (January 14 - Manifold Press)
- Even in wartime, London can still be glamorous, but for Tommy and his handsome American a secret mission for a Royal Duke puts life, love, freedom and the future of the world in desperate danger…
As bombs rain down over London during the Blitz, Major Tommy Haupner negotiates the rubble-filled streets of Bloomsbury on his way to perform at a socialite party. The explosive event of the evening is not his virtuosic violin playing, but the ‘almost-blond’ American who not only insults him, but then steals his heart.
The Seventh of December follows a few months in the lives of two Intelligence agents in the early part of World War Two. Set against the backdrop of war-torn occupied Europe, Tommy and his American lover, Henry Reiter, forge a committed relationship that is intertwined with intrigues that threaten the integrity of the British Royal Family and the stability of a Nation at war. Neither bombs nor bullets manage to break the bond that these men form in their struggle against Nazism and the powers of evil.
Diplomatic Relations (Si Regency series) by JL Langley (February 19 - Dreamspinner Press)
- Opposites don’t just attract… they sizzle.A lusty special forces soldier who lives by his own set of rules, Dalton Fairfax decided long ago to stop wishing for his father’s love, and he found his calling. Now that he’s back home and between assignments, he finds himself at loose ends. When the opportunity arises to play bodyguard and help out his country, Dalton jumps at the chance. Not only does it keep him busy, but it just so happens that his charge is the man he saw on leave last month and hasn’t been able to get out of his head.Heir to a dukedom and a conservative politician, Blaise Thompson strives to prove himself worthy of carrying on the family legacy as the next IN Councilman. However, his closest competitor keeps getting in the way and taking credit for Blaise’s ideas. Maintaining his stellar reputation isn’t easy to do while keeping his outrageous younger brother in line and foiling his rival’s personal attacks. He has no time for a guard and even less time for romance.When a priceless antique goes missing, Blaise and Dalton discover that Regelance has larger problems than just IN plots. Now the only way to stop a scandal that threatens both of them is to compromise, and they are forced to confront the risk of losing everything… even each other.
Slay Ride by Josh Lanyon (February)
- 1943 Montana. Wounded in the Pacific, Police Chief Robert Garrett was hoping for a little much needed Peace on Earth, but finds himself chasing after a “fiendish” killer on Christmas Day–aided by eager young reporter Jamie Jameson.
Nomad’s Dreams by August Li (January 29 - Dreamspinner Press)
- Two men, each with a hidden destiny. Can they defeat a web of deceit and dark magic to ensure their fates intertwine?Bedouin Isra al-Grayjaab’s dreams lead him to Janan, an amnesiac beggar on the street of Qena—one who steals his heart and starts him on a seemingly hopeless quest. With only their wits, Isra’s knowledge of the desert’s secrets, and the aid of a mercurial djinn, they must recover Janan’s past. But neither can predict his true identity or the lengths others will go to see that his mind remains broken and his true power out of his reach.In a sweeping romantic adventure that takes them across the Eastern Desert to the modern streets of Cairo and on to the luxurious Red Sea Coast, Janan and Isra seek a truth that will either bring them into each other’s arms or tear them apart forever.
An Impossible Distance to Fall by Miriam McNamara (June 4 - Sky Pony)(YA!)(f/f)
- When the stock market crashed in 1929, it took Birdie’s whole life with it. A year later, she’s still struggling with the collapse of her father’s bank and his subsequent disappearance, and she’s determined to find him. She finally gets a clue when she sees a picture of the Jenny biplane that vanished with him on a leaflet advertising a barnstorming circus. She heads to Coney Island to get some answers, and promptly falls in love with the majestic spectacle of it all, from stuntmen to lady pilots, and especially with pilot June. When signs point to her father having moved on to Chicago, Birdie decides to hitch a ride with the circus. But while the circus folk might be the best thing that’s ever happened to her, a privileged girl who doesn’t understand how things work in the real world might be the worst thing that’s ever happened to them.
Moonwitch by MJ Willow (January 30 - @lessthanthreepress )
_ When several soldiers are attacked by wolves in the Duchy of Kamare, Prince Athanes travels north to solve the mystery. But the more he learns of the attacks, the more he realizes there is far more at play than hungry, desperate animals looking for food. He finds an unexpected ally in Faelan, a local hunter, but even he seems to have his own secret agenda…
A Shimmer In The Night (Dark Is The Night 2.5) by Kelley York and Rowan Altwood (January 1 - x-potion designs)
- Benjamin Prichard has spent much of his life feeling like an outsider. Growing up, his odd behaviour and visions of ghosts left him isolated, not to mention being the child of an immigrant mother and an absent father. Benjamin walks the line between not being Chinese enough for one community, and not English enough for the other. Whisperwood School for Boys changes everything. More specifically, Preston Alexander does. Drawn into a close circle of friends for the first time, Benjamin finally feels as though he’s found somewhere he belongs. But life is never simple; his feelings for Preston are hardly platonic, and Benjamin doesn’t need one more reason to stand out—which means the option of pursuing those feelings is off the table. But after graduation, when tragedy flips his world upside-down, Benjamin will need to decide which path he wants to chase: the one his mother always wanted for him, or the one that follows the boy he loves.  
Ones to Watch (Up and coming authors I follow on Twitter that are winning awards in their own regions, some published, but I would like to see more of their work!)
Isabelle Adler - working on an arranged marriage, fantasy plot to be published by Nine Star Press - Frost?
Tamara Allen - has published some lovely works, and now that she has recently released something new, I’m hoping she has something else for us in 2019
Cristina Bruni - published the charming Hearts at Sea from JMS Books, and I like her work with the sweet plot line
Blake Ferre - working on a series based in Revolutionary France - The Scarlet Crest - The King’s Secret 
Drew Marvin Frayne - his The Bibliophile novel was one that should have been on my Best of 2018 list, but I wasn’t able to read it in time - a sweet May/December with a western them, but it also tackled the subject of US government’s mistreatment of Native Americans and the consequences it caused
Jude Lucens - author of Behind These Doors, one of absolute favorite novels of 2018, and indeed many years before it - must see a second full novel in the series
Aleksandr Voinov - writes so many beautiful stories, but hoping for a new historical this year; his talent shines with the details
Lee Welch - received a lot of acclaim for Salt Magic, Skin Magic, and though I am not a rabid reader of fantasy, I want more…
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                     A haze of smoke & tension filled the air…
The nature of the old school ideals meeting the presence of reality, with the customer of bodies all around, thriving in the room. Some ran, some danced—some were utterly wasted, but this—this night was a good night for Lakewood. Better than some they had seen, as coils of groupings found themselves in their titular corners. The Stones, amassed as they were, huddled, after the gregarious fist-fight between the Stone sisters and those who dared tempt their fury. But that wasn’t the only fight…
Tension filled the haze of night, the thrills were cheap, the alcohol expensive, but the tastes and undermining anger that resonated through them all? Well, that was priceless. As war struck Lakewood on a daily basis, it was now conjoined, packed like sardines in a tin-can.
Octavia Monraue should’ve really prepared to what she offered Lakewood.
Disruptions and loud voices broke from the centre of the bar, as commotion caught the attention of most who stood within the general area. Shoving, pushing, the threatened words condemning enemies of crossing lines they ought not too—and many could’ve seen it coming.
What happens when you put the Castro & Stone Cartel in the same room? Catastrophe.
It was only obvious who was at the source of the commotion, as the one of the Soldier’s for the Castro cartel raised his hand high. Did you see it? That thing he gripped, as the trigger was pulled, intentions so venomous, it was like they’d all been an enemy, friend and foe who stood around. The bullet felt almost delayed, as it sprung to the sky, its intention causing a ripple effect.
It was a shame Octavia’s artistic sights came shattering to the ground, as gravity gripped her claws within every shard, tugging forcefully into her grasp. Glass, as it were, rained down from the heavens, cutting everyone in sight.
Out from the shadows, Eli Drake plucked his cellphone from inside his jacket, as he punched in the universal code for help.
“Yes, 911? I’d like to report an incident at the Black Rabbit.”
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My Savagez part 6
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Word count: 5K
Warnings: fluff angst  18 and older type of vibe
I woke up the next morning and I hurt everywhere, the good kind of hurt. I stretched my limbs feeling new in my skin. I had a smile that wouldn’t quit. I rolled onto my back and realized I was alone in the bed. I could hear them outside laughing and talking and it made my heart swell, we all were happy! I needed this moment to myself, to let this new me take over. I closed my eyes remembering the flashbacks of last night, I bit my lip and quickly released it. Ouch, they were swollen. I traced down my tummy as it growled and gently pressed my sex. Double ouch! I squeezed my legs together and smiled bigger. I grabbed the pillow and squealed into it to muffle my giddy girly self. My  arms and legs flailed as I couldn’t contain my laughter. I was so..almost complete? I frowned at the thought as I sat up thinking of how Harrison had only gave us privacy to work out the issue Tom threw in our path. Did he know it just naturally carried out the way it did? Or was he feeling like I picked Tom over him to change me forever? I covered my face remembering how loud Tom and I were. Mostly me..here I was over thinking things again! I touched the right side of our bed and I remembered him coming in not too long after we had finished. He must have been outside the entire time, hearing us, waiting to come to back. I closed my eyes remembering him kissing my skin and calling me angel. I sighed as my mood lifted back up and my smiled returned. I loved when he called me that, it melted my soul to him. I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I looked my new body over and blushed again at how much different I felt now and how different I felt in both of their arms. Harrison treasured me and let things just happen naturally. Tom owned me in a protective instinctive way and controlled as much as he could around us. They were who they were..my savagez!
I got dressed and tried my best to cover up the love marks that Tom left on both sides of my neck. The light bruises my hips would fade soon, same as the teeth marks under my left breast. I strolled to the door with my phone snapping pictures of them eating breakfast and laughing. How did I get so lucky? Tom raised his eyes to me first. “Sneaking pictures of us?” he asked as I strolled over to them. Haz smiled gently at me then looking at Tom “At least your awake for these” my mouth fell open as I realized he knew I snuck a picture of him “How?” I asked blushing. He winked at me and laughed at my expression. “Don’t worry angel, I took one of Tommy sleeping for you as well, it’s only fair to me” he said patting the seat next to him. That earned him a look from both of us. Tom snatched my phone from my hands and punched in my code. “How do you know my code, I’ve used it once since I’ve been here?” I asked wide eyed. “Background check confirmed your mums date of birth” Tom said nonchalantly as he shook his head at the pictures and kept going until Haz snatched it back handing it to me. I looked down at a sleeping Tom with me asleep peacefully at his side. I slid it over again expecting to see Haz sleeping next, but instead it was us two sleeping and Haz with a shit eating grin, next a naked me with a naked Tom hovering between my legs as I held his face.
It was moments before Tom made love to me. I ran my finger over it amazed at the memory it held. “Your welcome angel” he said kissing my face and I closed my phone realizing he was looking at it with me. “Mate, she might be grateful but I’m thinking your creepy taking pictures of us from the windows like papzz do famous people” Tom laughed loudly until he seen I was staring into space, overthinking again. “I’m sorry, I seen it as a moment for you, I was trying to help you anyway I could angel” Haz said low as we sat quiet. “It’s actually sweet and I’m grateful Harrison James” I said before I looked at him. “I’m just sorry you stayed away so long, I wanted you just as much” I sighed heavy as my tummy growled breaking the mood. Tom got up to make me a plate as Haz kissed me softly.”Don’t worry, we have plenty of firsts and forever to get to them angel”  
We spent the next few days just getting the feel for one another, how to work around each other and with each other. Tom has to sleep closest to the door no matter left or right and he has to face the entrance if we went to the resort to eat, he was always on alert. Haz wasn’t too different in the sense of sleeping or eating, they said it was the way of a soldier. Never turn your back on what you can’t see coming. But Haz was a cuddle bug and Tom preferred to do the embracing. Haz liked hot showers and Tom was like me, cold with a touch of warm. Tom liked sports cars, Haz preferred crotch rockets. We learned our likes and dislikes. Our hobbies, movie preferences, favorite food, colors, passions, places we've been and where we wanted to go. I surprised them both when I told them I taught dance lessons at a shelter for teen runaways and kids in between foster homes. They looked at me like they didn’t believe me.
“What that didn’t show on your background check?” I laughed at Tom who looked the most surprised. “Actually no, but I guess it wouldn’t if you were doing it for free” he said kissing my hand “I’ll make sure you open a new one up at home, perhaps you can open it as a business vs a shelter, it don’t sound safe” he said laying his curly brown head in my lap. Haz did the same but looked up at me smiling with more of an understanding but still making a joke “Yeah and after hours you can dance for me while I make it rain” he said goofy wiggling his eyebrows up and down as I ran my fingers slowly through both of their heads of hair “I’m well rewarded for how I already do things” I sighed thinking of all the kids I’ve met over the years. All the smiles and hugs I earned! “Trust me it’s not easy to get broken kids to smile let a lone dance in a shelter, where no kid should have to be, but so many are. All different ages and backgrounds. It’s never easy with them but I’m persistent because once they do try it and learn some steps, those small moments of happiness can block out the heartache that brought them to the shelter. I always start off with something easy like the cupid shuffle and as I get a line or two going more and more make their way in. That usually ends up into requests to learn a hot new dance out like the “KiKi challenge” to “In my feelings” by Drake. And that turns into something for the kids to look forward to and hope for another day. It also helps me knowing I could help make a difference in their day, same as my mom. If I put up a fancy building noone who I want to help would come, think about it, think about all the lost kids I can help just be kids even if it’s for a few moments in a day, a few days a week” Harrison buried his red face and hid his emotions in my tummy. Tom sat up on his elbow with a look of admiration. “Wow, your amazing y/n, I’ll never be able to tell you enough tiny dancer” he kissed my thigh and layed back down in thought. ”I learned to dance as a teenager, both hip hop and ballet. I’d like to do that again, reminds me of before life changed, when life was fun” I felt my belly do that flip flop thing picturing Tom dancing to the music I do. “What about you Haz?” I asked soft wondering why he hid from me. “You’ll just have to show me, I have two left feet, please just drop it y/n” he laughed yet still covered his face.”I’d love to show you Hazzy, it’s my way of expressing my feelings and make others feel. It’s never been sexual, but it’s helped me with confidence in myself. I learned so much from watching my mother. It’s just who I am, I’m the artist of sorts, it’s my outlet to let go and just be, just be me” I smiled lifting his face to look at me. I wanted to know where his mind was, he looked a little sad and hopeful at the same time. His eyes told a story. I’d find out another day.  
There was nothing to debate when it came to where we were headed after this. I was going to live with them on the coast of the Pacific Palisades in Los Angeles or in London where they stayed often, it was agreed without words, where they went, I went. We honestly didn’t have a weird or awkward moment. And for the remainder of our stay we didn’t get sexual. I was thankful because my kitty needed a rest. I think they both picked up on that when I wouldn't even ride a jet ski solo and opted to lay out while they played. The week flew by! Toms brother’s Harry and Sam would be here tomorrow midday with the Yacht Tom called for moments after out faithful collision. I was nervous to meet them but a quick face time chat let me see that all four of them were closer than ever. I wanted to give my savagez something to remember this place by so I went to the other side of the island where there were unique items for sale. I had us t-shirts made that said Savagez. I found a necklace for Harrison that was the shape of an angel wing and engraved on the back it read “For he will command his angels to guard you in all your ways” Toms necklace was harder to find but it was perfect. I found him a Miansai Dove Pendant with St Christopher to protect him and bring him peace when he’s away from me. **(side note, since they actually wear these now we can thank ourselves for the gift) :) **
As I returned to our bungalow I could make out the large sleek black yacht in the distance. I walked to the edge of the railing to get a better look with my bulging eyes “Holy shit!” I yelled to Tom below me as he was talking to two younger men, I assumed his brothers. They were loading our bags into a smaller boat that matched the yacht. “Wow, usually I’d say men make up for what they lack in the bedroom with their big toys but I can’t crack that joke with either of you” I said as Harrison laughed from behind me as I stared at it feeling awestruck. He wrapped his arms around me and I rested my head against him. “It’s beautiful isn’t it y/n?” he said soft as he swayed me in his arms. “Absolutely but it’s a bit much for a boat, why not just rest on that thing verse ever coming here, it’s like your own personal island?” I said giggling at it all. “Well angel, that place right there is more of our home and hub all in one, It’s why we named her “Home”. All four, now five of us will be on that beauty more than we’ll care to be. It has everything you need and more. Our own theater, indoor pool, complete with a waterfall. It even has a helipad to land the chopper on. We each have a side of the yacht to ourselves, believe me you’ll understand once your cooped up long enough with us” I turned in his arms “If you each have a side where will I stay?” I pouted playfully and he held my face “Lets see, Harry has the port side, Sam has the starboard side, Tom has the bow and I have the stern..humm, you’ll just have to make due on that speedboat down there. It has its own personal space inside.” I smacked his hands away as he laughed at my not amused face. “I’ll just stay here then” I teased pushing him gently away “Noway love, I’ll never let you go, your stuck with me forever” his sky blue eyes pierced mine and I felt myself falling more for him “Forever sounds perfect” We snapped a picture of us kissing as Tom walked up with Harry and Sam. They looked like Tom in little ways but not each other. Tom handed my phone to Harry and told him to take our picture. They both looked confused as Tom and Haz kissed each cheek. I looked at Tom in horror as I realized they knew nothing about me and him or Haz and myself or all three of us. “Don't worry guys, we have lots to talk about at dinner tonight!” Tom laughed kissing my hand as he pulled me behind him. They both shrugged their shoulders and begged to stay on land a little longer. Haz winked at me letting me know he meant what he said about not always loving that yacht. We took a few more pictures for memories and walked to the resort for our fill in dinner!
Harry and Sam were easy going and sweet. They weren’t like my savagez. They were apart of the team but behind the scenes as Tom explained.Harry spoke first “ I’m strategic intelligence, I’m the cool one who researches, analyzes and assess any missions Tom and Haz might be assigned or choose to accept. I’m usually the first one to scout the area and get a feel for the situation. I like adventurous dangers” he winked at me “ Thus, earning his nickname Johnny from Hotel Transylvania” Haz threw his bread at him and he caught it in mid air as they cracked up. I felt uneasy as Sam looked at Tom silently questioning him “Sam is operational and tactical intelligence y/n, he focuses on keeping us safe while on a mission and if things got heavy he is the man who gets us reinforcements and out of shity situations. Even if it means dealing with the politics of it all, it’s why he has a pretty face” Tom said with slight annoyance at his brothers silence. Sam leaned forward looking at Tom, Haz and then to me. Haz held my hand under the table and gave it a squeeze. “Your sure about telling all this to a woman you met less than a week ago?” he stared in his eyes as Tom drummed his fingers on the table trying to stay calm. “Have you ever known me to fuck up and make a careless mistake that would cost us our lives and lose more of the only family we have left brother?” Tom said raising his eyebrows and sitting back against the chair hard, waiting to be challenged more. Sam didn’t back down “Not at all Thomas, but you or Haz also never let a woman in your heart have you?” Sam said with all fairness. Tom clenched his jaw sitting back up quickly. SHIT! Harry cut them off “Like I said SAM, I’m the cool one does research and assesses anything that comes in their paths, FIRST. Y/N has something in common with all of us, don’t forget that brother.” Harry looked at me as he spoke again “I’m sorry that your lost your only parent and have spent so many years alone, we have been blessed with each other, sometimes trusting an outsider isn’t easy but Sam is just cautious, as taught by Tom, forgive him darling and lets start this over, please” he said looking at both Sam and Tom. Haz rubbed the small of my back as I took a deep breath trying to grip my emotions. “Nothing to forgive” I said a little shaky at first. “If you both look after them even when it comes to a nobody like me, then I’ll forever be in debt to you both”
Sam was quick to speak up “Y/N, your not a nobody love, you can bet your ass that your well above a special somebody to get into Tom’s stone heart” he then pointed at Harrison “This man might seem easy going but he breaks just as easy, he keeps himself guarded with humor for a reason” he looked me in the eyes and I noticed they were hazel, unlike his brothers “I mean this to come out in the best way possible” he sighed “Since they both have let you in AND agreed to share you, your already more than deserving to be called family, please say you forgive me y/n” he said looking remorseful at me. “I forgive you Sam” I smiled at him the best I could with the tears of emotions starting to flow. “Now look what you did, you made us party poopers” Harry said loud punching Sams arm. Next thing we knew in burst a loud man to our private dining area announcing himself loudly.
“Did someone say party?” he sang out as he danced his happy self to our table. My eyes were wide as all four of them cracked up calling him Jacob. Tom got up as Haz wrapped his arms around the bigger man. He pulled Tom into there embrace and widen his eyes at me over his sunglasses. “Is this y/n who is stealing the hearts of the men I love so very much?” he bellowed out as if it was an accusation not a question. I stood still unsure of who he was and how he fit into all this. No One mentioned anyone outside of the four of them. I supposed they did have friends in this business. Tom came back to my side and sensed my nervousness. “Late as always Jacob but not when it counts!” he winked at me as Jacob stole Hazs seat. “I trust you brought back my helicopter back in one piece?” Tom asked laughing at Haz trying to move the man more than double his size out of his chair. Jacob ignored all the commotion around him and eyed me up and down. “Good lawd woman you are a sight to behold! If I had known your fine self was here on this island for the taking, I’d of never ever dropped these two vanilla wafers off. Look at you y/n! Those sexy curves and thighs that would make Thor the god of thunder himself jealous, ooooh, no wonder it takes two of them to steal your heart love. Hips like honey, thick and sweet. Tell me darling, are they treating you right? If not, say the word and I’ll drop em outta the sky for you!” he smiled so huge that I busted out in laughter and hugged him outta instinct. “Careful now, once you go big you won’t want these twigs!” he said hugging me back. Tom pulled me away onto his lap as soon as he let go and Haz took my seat punching Jacobs leg hard. We finished our dinner in laughter and with a buzz we walked towards the yacht called “Home”
I did a quick sweep of the empty bungalow and looked out at the beautiful view as sun began to sink low. I snapped a quick picture and then turned for a selfie. When I lowered my hand Tom and Haz were in the doorway waiting on me. They took one last selfie with me and I think we all felt how much this place had changed us, forever. I gave them their gifts instead of waiting, it just felt right. To my surprise they had gifts of their own for me. I can’t begin to tell of all the things that were made that read King and Queen. Two Kings, one Queen for every Hat, robe, towel, shirt, hoodie, sweatpants, cup and more, they had them made together and that made my heart fuller. Haz gifted me a watch with Angel written inside it, made of real diamonds I was sure of that and it had tiny feathers carved along the wristband. He slipped it on and kissed my wrist “In case it isn’t obvious yet, your my angel y/n. You saved me from myself and the pain I’ve lived in everyday, my heart is light as a feather since meeting you and it can only mean your my angel” he said kissing me on the lips softly. Tom cleared his throat and I gave him my attention as he gifted me a bracelet made of diamonds shaped with hearts and stars with a star that dangled from it. I looked at him and before I could ask he grinned at me, scooping me up spinning us around “I wanted an M for mine mine MINE” he growled setting me down. “But I settled for the star, because you are my star y/n, you brought light to the darkest place I’ve been in for so long now and so this was perfect” Tom said kissing my lips and hugging me hard. Haz squeezed me from behind and all three of us stood in peace, embracing each other.   
“Come on love birds!” Jacob said from the open window with his chin resting on his hands. He was batting his eyelashes dramatically making us laugh “If you want just stay here, lil homie will be out of gas if we keep waiting on you any longer” he smiled big at me “I named the speed boat lil homie, because ya know, it’s from the yacht home” he said cracking himself up. He started to walk away and yelled back “besides it’s not like you didn’t buy this place already right, tell it see you later not goodbye?”
“JACOB!” Tom and Haz yelled together “We haven’t told y/n yet!” Haz said covering my ears if I haven't already heard! “Huh, your such as ass!” Tom yelled as he darted out after him. “Surprise!” smiled Harrison as I stood shocked and wide eyed with a huge smile. I was speechless as he pulled my hand behind him and led us down to the sand where they all waited. Tom held out his hand helping me up and hugging me tight “Sorry love, we were going to tell you, but in a different way” he smiled against my neck. “It’s okay, I’ll pretend to be surprised when you guys tell me, just put the receipt in a box, I bet I’ll be shocked!” I laughed. Jacob put the boat in gear and Tom poured us all a glass of champagne. Harrison slid me into his embrace and we watched as our newly purchased bungalow faded away. The sun setting made the sky a beautiful orange and yellow mixed with red. But my eyes were locked on Harrisons sky blue eyes. In that moment he was all I wanted. I reached for him and Haz leaned into my face and kissed my lips softly. Tom cleared his throat as my lips parted to welcome his warm tongue that danced with mine, I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me deep and slow. He tasted like bubbly and mint. I needed more! I got lost in his Hazziness yet again as he ran a finger down my neck and over my hardening nipples. He broke our kiss and nipped my ear and slowly bit his way down my skin. His throat making noises under my growing heart rate. FUCK! I bit my lip as Tom squeezed my inner thigh and Haz kissed my hand resting it on his bulge. I squeezed him wanting to bring him back. It took a glance at Tom talking to his brothers to remind me we weren’t alone on that boat, my buzz off Haz made me forget. Harrison smiled at me as I downed my glass and helped myself to a refill. Soon enough we would be.
I started to overthink things in the way I do, as we docked the boat inside. The other three hopped out and started to carry our stuff inside the yacht. The area was lit enough where I’m sure my face was readable as Jacob yelled from the door “Hey Y/N where’s your stuff going?” I exhaled loudly as Tom and Haz looked at me in screaming silence “That's the million dollar question” I mumbled to myself shaking my head. “Let’s flip a coin, love” Tom said easing my growing anxiety. Heads it’s Hazes room or tails it’s mine” he winked. I smiled at him stopping his hand from digging in his pocket “I knew you were an ass man before you picked tails” I laughed kissing his hand still in mine. Haz got off the boat quietly in defeat and went inside quickly as Tom pulled me into his arms. “Tommy, I just meant that I didn’t need a coin to make my choice. I need to spend time with Harrison” I choked out moving my face away from his. I couldn’t take his eyes if they were going to make me feel guilty. I couldn’t help how my heart felt. “You don’t think I already knew princess?” he brought my eyes to his and he was being sincere. “I wouldn’t of stopped you back there if we were alone” he smiled “Haz needs you just as much I can tell, just don’t stay away for too long or I’ll go crazy. We have time, it’s a long way to the states from here” he kissed my head sweetly and led me inside. My stuff was left by the door so Tom picked it up with me and showed me the way to Harrisons side of the three story yacht. The inside was breathtaking as we made our way to the glass elevator and ascended to the top. I tried to take it all in. The main floor was open with a peek at what was a kitchen, a large entry way that read cinema told me where I could watch anything I wanted, I could see light coming in from the setting sun and as I looked up I could see the roof was glass.   Tom carried all my bags outside Hazes door and I stood by the elevator chewing my lip as Tom got back inside it. “I’ll see you soon darling” he smiled winking at me as the glass closed. I looked back at Hazes door and took a deep breath walking towards it. I knocked gently without an answer. So I knocked harder.
Part 7 is underway and will be out Saturday/Sunday 08/04 08/05. Thank you for taking this ride with me! I got a lot of love from part 5 and that lets me know your dirty minded like me lol. Thank you to my tags who helped me put out part 6 so Harrison could have 7. Being with both of them yet separate is hard, someone tell Tom to get aboard! :) Hugz darlings! Happy reading
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MYCAH MY ANGEL. wow am I glad you’re here and you are literally such a sweet bby and you’re so talented and I love jack so much??? I. Love. Him. AND MIA I know you worry about realism with her but you do so so so well and you put in so much effort and it shows. I’m excited to meet ya new boi. GIVE ME LIKE A SONG EACH that reminds you of them and #tellmewhy
YOU FLAWLESS HUMAN I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. you make my life so much better. thank you for your compliments, it means so much coming from you. i so appreciate how you are 100% here for jack and you just get him so well?? also i feel like you asked this question because you know how much of a role music plays in my writing process. so basically, i’m gonna have to answer with jack last because there’re SO MANY songs for him and lolololo you thought i could just choose one for each of them.
andrew: so he was basically inspired by this is america by childish gambino. also that moment in the black panther score when kilmonger first comes on screen and all these lush strings drop out and that INCREDIBLE beat kicks in. the story of OJ by jay-z is also a HUGE influence, it’s honestly something he would’ve written. signs by drake. community outcast by devlin - HOLY SHIT this is a blast from the past “i represent for the people let down by a nation" what’s going on by marvin gaye.
mia: it’s always difficult to find mia songs. dogs by damien rice - “she gives, i get without giving anything to me” nice for what by drake because nobody knows this but mia is OBSESSED with drake. remember me from coco because of her dad. anthems for a seventeen year old girl by broken social scene. run the world by beyonce. franklin by paramore - “going back to get away after everything has changed”
jack: strap on your seatbelt, buds.
gasoline by halsey - “i think there’s a flaw in my code/these voices won’t leave me alone/well my heart is gold and my hands are cold.” house by the sea by moddi - “this is not who i want you to see/it’s just adding on weight to the darkness in me.” neptune by sleeping at last - “i’m only honest when it rains/an open book with a torn out page/and my ink’s run out/i wanna tell you but i don’t know how.” 10am gare du norde by keaton henson - “please do not break my heart/i think it’s had enough pain to last the rest of my life.” peach scone by hobo johnson - “i love the thought of being with you/or maybe just the thought of not being so alone.” home by daughter - just listen to the entire song, a lot of the stuff is headcanons about his life pre-ace cos let’s be real before they got together he was sleeping with whoever gave him the time of day - “keep the nightmares out/give me mouth to mouth” and then i have a few family related ones - the opening line of colors by halsey “your little brother never tells you but he loves you so” and the chain by fleetwood mac - “and if you don’t love me now, you will never love me again.”
so yeah wow i’m sorry that was a lot but three cheers to anyone who actually read all that shit!
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