#he wasn't a lovesick idiot like so many claim

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So I thought this was interesting as I rewatched these scenes and I just have to talk about it for a second.

We all have talked about that 8x01 solar scene, that moment where Jon moves closer into Sansa's space, the tension, etc. But what I haven't seen talked about is the lack of something else:

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We know that Jon moves closer after Sansa confirms that yes, she does have faith in him. While this moving closer is meant to symbolize that the chasm between them (over Dany and the knee bending) is a little bit smaller in this particular argument, it also I think it symbolizes something else.

Not only is this the Jonerys version (meaning the setup) of the 8x01 scene for contrast, but notice how when Dany says she loves Jon, he reaches out and places his hands on her waist, pulling her closer.

(and this doesn't even include the cave scene in 7x04, the complete boat scene in 7x06, the crypts scene in 8x02, Dany ripping her arm out of Jon's grip in 8x03, the fireplace scene in 8x05, the throne room scene in 8x06 & the lack of touching in the goodbye scene in 7x05 VS the 6x10 forehead kiss, the arm grab in 7x01)

Remind you of something?

This was part of the "kind manipulation" Kit talked about in season 7 that Jon would utilize. When Sansa needed Jon to listen, she would make physical contact. Never inappropriately or with any type of manipulative intention behind it, but to get him to hear what she's saying.

Jon learned this from her and utilized it with Dany, and often. He starts using it in 7x06 in the boat scene, after he's seen what the dragons are truly capable of.

He uses it more and more as he embarks on a relationship with Dany. And we see it continually play out ever since that first hand grab in 7x06, right up until the end of the series. It should be noted that Jon does not initiate physical contact between he and Dany in 8x05 or 8x06 (because he knows she is beyond listening to reason at this point, even before the KL massacre).

The most ironic part of this whole thing is that Dany learns this from Jon and uses it quite often as well. Even right down the the 3 times she closes the space (attempts to bridge the growing chasm) between them, in 8x04, 8x05, and 8x06. The only time in those three episodes that Jon chooses to close the space between them is 8x04 (when she has her outburst about her claim to the IT).

The difference between Dany and Jon using this tactic is the intentions behind it. It is manipulative in their dynamic, but while Jon attempts to get Dany to listen and to temper her growing rage, Dany uses it to get him to listen, yes, but also to get him to do what she wants. Jon wants her to fight the NK with him so they can save the world; Dany wants the IT, Jon as another one of her lovesick lackeys, and no resistance.

So when we look at this tactic and how it plays out throughout the two relationship dynamics and in each scene, the fact that back in the 8x01 solar scene Jon does move closer to Sansa, yes, but when he tries to convince her that Dany will be a good queen, that he doesn't initiate physical contact...I think that's very telling. So telling that it's loud.

If Jon truly believed the bullshit he was selling about Dany being the greatest queen ever, we would have seen him trying to initiate some form of physical contact between them. Not to manipulate her but to get her to listen. Because that is the way it was used with him between them.

And notice how there is no physical contact between Jon and Sansa (other than the 8x01 hug and 8x06 hug) throughout the season. Neither initiates it and I think that is also very loud. While Sansa is angry (and rightfully so) in 8x01, she does confirm that she still does have faith in him and that eases things just slightly between them. She also gets the answer to her question in 8x02. Even though they have the argument in the 8x04 Godswood scene, when Jon says he's not a Stark, Sansa is the first to close the distance between them with Arya then following. In order to reassure him that he is a Stark. (something she didn't do in 6x10 though she told him the same thing, at the time Jon didn't need such a strong assurance and their relationship has grown since then) Even when Jon is upset in 8x06, he doesn't refuse her initiating the hug. While he doesn't embrace her back right away, he does give in and return the hug, even tightening it up and leaning into it (while also being a callback to the 6x04 hug).

Despite their differences seeing eye to eye at times, they do exactly what Jon asked Sansa to do in 6x10: trust each other. Even if she's angry with him for bending the knee. Even if she's heartbroken because Jon is involved with Dany. Even if she's afraid for him when he's going South. Even if he's upset that he had to kill Dany in order to protect her and is unsure of his choice (until Bran confirms for him that it's the right one), in the way that her telling his secret contributed somewhat to the events that occurred. Even if he was angry that she kept provoking Dany's ire (mostly unintentionally) and he had to keep tempering Dany's growing rage/her impulses as a result. They still trust each other.

So I think the lack of initiation of physical contact on both of their parts speaks very plainly but loudly. Neither were trying to manipulate the other, because that wasn't part of their dynamic. Neither were trying to get the other to listen because by the end of 8x02, both knew what was actually going on, what needed to be done, and they both trusted one another. (also notice how Sansa doesn't argue with Arya in 8x04 once Arya clarifies what she respects)

So if Jon really loved Dany and believed in her right to the IT, he would have done everything he could to get Sansa to listen (because Sansa was the "obstacle" that Dany herself couldn't get past). If Sansa really believed that Jon loved Dany and he was being led around by the nose in his blind infatuation with the woman, we would have seen her grab his hand or his arm again to get him to listen to her. We don't see any of that. (this is also because they were keeping Jon's real story line/Dany's dark turn hidden from the audience to have that whole big plot twist happen)

And it's especially telling (for Jon) when we see this scene:

He places his hand on her shoulder to get her to listen and about what? Sansa. Which Arya clocks immediately since she looks at his hand and then says "She doesn't like your queen, does she?" The fact that this part of the conversation doesn't happen until Jon puts his hand on Arya's shoulder tells us everything we need to know.

He's not attempting to manipulate Arya of course, but he's trying to get her to listen so by extension Sansa will listen in regards to Dany. And as we see, it doesn't work. Even when Jon tries the familiar playful jab at Sansa that these two used to share when they were younger. Arya instead asserts that Sansa is the smartest person she's ever met. And this surprises Jon because he's not expecting this reaction (as far as he knows, Sansa and Arya still have that sibling rivalry going on). "Now you're defending her? You?" And we see him remove his hand. It didn't work. And instead, we get Arya saying she and Sansa are defending their family, Jon saying he's her family too (and confirming that he's doing the same), Arya hugging him and telling him not to forget it. Arya is not trying to get him to listen to her by doing this, but they chose to have the line "Don't forget that" happen as she hugs him. And we see that this lands when Jon closes his eyes and leans more into Arya's embrace.

So this scene:

Is even more important. Not only for the two of them and their relationship dynamic but also for Jon's character.

And the Jonsa touches (I guess you could call them) are broken down like this:

6x04 - Sansa grabbing Jon's hand (Sansa initiates) - context: to get him to listen so they can go back and retake Winterfell from the Boltons (aka Winterfell equals safety)

6x10 - forehead kiss from Jon (Jon initiates) - context: Jon is asking Sansa for them to trust each other

7x01 - Sansa grabbing Jon's arm (Sansa initiates; Jon clocks it) - context: Sansa is trying to get him to listen, telling him that he needs to be smarter than Ned and Robb

(I didn't include the hugs in 6x04, 8x01, or 8x06 because I believe they speak on their own)

Now here is the Jonerys breakdown:

7x04 - Jon gently grasps Dany's elbow to move her over to see another drawing in the cave (Jon initiates) - context: he is trying to convince Dany that they need to work together to defeat the NK

7x06 - Jon taking Dany's hand (Jon initiates) - context: Jon is apologizing about Viserion, tells her he wishes he could take it back & that they'd never gone beyond the Wall, Dany moves her hand out of his grip and tells him she doesn't because she wouldn't have seen and she needed to see

7x06 - Dany taking Jon's hand (Dany initiates) - context: she is happy that he's (and through him, the North) bent the knee and then tells him "I hope I deserve it" which he says she does

7x07 - the boat sex scene (we don't know who initiates the physical but the first scene we see is with Dany in a dominant position over Jon) - context: Dany summoned Jon to her cabin (confirmed by the deleted scene), their boat is heading North to Winterfell to fight the NK & Dany has just lost a dragon and gained a "ceasefire agreement" from Cersei, they have sex while Tyrion creepily hangs out nearby and Bran talks about how Jon needs to know the truth

8x01 - the waterfall scene (Jon initiates on Dany's urging) - context: Jon brings Dany to a spot they used for hunting when he was younger, Dany is enamored with it, tells him to keep her warm, they kiss

8x01 - waterfall kiss part 2 (Dany initiates) - context: Dany playfully tells him not to be afraid after he broke the kiss hearing the dragons, they kiss (which Drogon suspiciously watches, that has Jon keeping one eye open and turning Dany so her back is to the dragons)

8x02 - the crypt scene (Dany initiates) - context: she is trying to figure out why Jon has been ignoring her, sees him staring at Lyanna's statue, talks about Lyanna and Rhaegar, and then Jon is tells her the truth about him

8x02 - Dany rips her arm away from Jon (Jon initiates) - context: Dany has just learned the truth about Jon

8x03 - Dany rips her arm out of Jon's grip (Jon initiates; Dany clocks it) - context: Jon wants her to wait for the NK like planned but she refuses (aka impulse)

8x04 - Dany tells Jon she loves him (Jon initiates though Dany is the one to initiate the undressing) - context: Dany has just told Jon that she loves him, they kiss, and Jon moves them away from the fireplace

8x04 - Jon bends the knee and tries to reassure Dany (Jon initiates) - context: Dany is worried that he will take her claim to the IT & he reassures her that he'll refuse

8x04 - Dany grasps Jon's face (Dany initiates) - context: Dany demands that he not tell anyone who he really is (Jon gets up and breaks the contact)

8x04 - Dany takes Jon's hand (Dany initiates; Jon clocks it) - context: Dany says she wants it to be the way it was between them after she has just begged him not to tell anyone who he really is

8x04 - Jon covers Dany's hand with both of hers (Jon initiates it) - context: Jon tells her that he has to tell Sansa and Arya the truth about who he is

8x04 - Dany rips her hand out of Jon's (Jon initiates) - context: Dany is not happy that Jon wants to tell Sansa the truth because she says Sansa will want to see her gone and Jon on the IT

8x04 - Dany puts her hand on Jon's upper arm to pull him closer (Dany initiates) - context: Dany is begging him not to tell anyone (gets choked up)

8x04 - Jon grasps Dany's face (Jon initiates) - context: he says they can all live in harmony together, that she is his queen and nothing will change that and the Starks are his family (Dany stone cold, the emotion from before absent, tells him that she's just told him how they can live together, they both break the hold, and she walks away)

8x05 - the fireplace scene (Dany initiates) - context: Varys has just been executed for treason, Dany is not happy because Sansa told Jon's secret even though Dany warned Jon that would happen, Jon tells her he loves her and that she is his queen, she asks if that's all she is to him, they kiss (which Dany initiates), Jon breaks it, Dany moves back and states that all she has now is fear

8x06 - the throne room scene (Dany initiates) - context: Dany has just massacred KL while GW and the Unsullied continue to massacre unarmed Lannister soldiers, Jon confronts her about this, Dany asks him to be with her to make a new world, Dany kisses him, Jon does what he has to do

Quite a difference when comparing the two different relationship dynamics. So this ultimately shows that Jon's lack of initiating physical contact with Sansa once he returns to Winterfell, when trying to convince her that Dany will be a good queen, that she's their queen now, etc, is all very telling.

Jon knew Dany wasn't a good queen and that she wouldn't ever be. He hoped to keep Sansa safe (and by extension the Starks and the North) and that he could turn the tide with Dany, since she was family to him now. I think he planned to look out for her from that aspect while also trying to temper her impulses. From what he says to Tyrion in 8x06, he knew Tyrion's (and by extension Varys') counsel wasn't always a good one for her, either. They all knew Dany wasn't it, even before any of them knew who Jon really was. Dany was the best option (until Jon) they thought they had, willing to look the other way when she did questionable things, until it was right in front of their faces and they couldn't ignore it anymore.

So had Jon believed the best of her, he would have done everything he could to convince Sansa, in that solar scene as well as the rest of the time he was in Winterfell. And he didn't. That right there tells us all we need to know about Jon and his faith in Dany's ability to be a good ruler. Case closed.

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percy jackson x daughter of thanatos!reader summary: percy admires his girlfriend while she trains wc: 398

Percy never really thought of himself as the stalker type, though many at Camp Half-Blood would disagree. He could often be found where you were, but off in the distance, just admiring you going about your day. Not in a creepy way, just in a wow look at my girlfriend, she's so beautiful, I love her type of way.

You knew about his habit, of course. It wasn't like he was even remotely sneaky about it, almost like he didn't care if you knew or not, and you found it incredibly cute.

If the two of you weren't dating, you would find it slightly concerning, but you are, so you didn't mind it.

Today, you were sparring with Clarisse, and Percy was, of course, on the bench just staring lovingly at you.

You and Clarisse, whom you claimed to be your best friend, despite Percy's objections, often trained together. Typically when sparring at camp, you weren't allowed to use any abilities, just your weapon, but when you and Clarisse sparred, there were almost no rules. The only rule the two of you put down was: no life-threatening injuries. So, with that rule in place, you and Clarisse could go as crazy as you wanted, as long as you didn't kill each other.

Being a daughter of Thanatos, you harbored some pretty impressive powers and natural skill with a scythe, which you had to beg Chiron mercilessly to actually allow you to use in sparring.

Percy's personal favorite way you liked to show off your heritage was when you summoned a large skeleton cat, vicious to your opponents but overtly affectionate with you, and occasionally Percy as well. He thought it was awesome that you could summon almost anything from the underworld, but you always chose a cat. It was adorable, in his opinion at least. To your enemies, it was insanely scary.

He was caught up in his daydreaming when a zap of electricity flickered past his head, undoubtedly a byproduct of Clarisse's, in his opinion idiotic, spear.

"One day you're gonna die of lovesickness, and I'm gonna laugh," Clarisse jokes.

Percy looks up to see you grinning down at him, and he decides that bickering with Clarisse can wait until another day, because the sweetest girl he knows is right in front of him grinning at him like he's the only thing in the world that matters.

a/n: haii i'm so glad you found my blog again <3 and thank you so much! this req was so cutie so thanks again :)

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*Sorry it took soo long! The big doc that I had all my plans on got corrupted and I had to re-do the plot of the last few chapters cause I couldn't remember what I'd originally thought was gonna happen!*

Summary: How many times does Vigilante need to get injured before Harcourt finally gives in and hires a medic to help out with the squad's injuries? Far too many times, that's how many.

When it's uncovered that a fancy hotel is linked to, not only what's left of the legion of butterflies, but also a string of weird deaths and missing persons reports, the only two for the job are lovesick Adrian and the newbie.

Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Gun Violence, Blood and Injury, Undercover as a Couple, Fluff, Idiots in Love, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Summer Vacation, Butterflies, Alien Invasion, Stitches, Weird Biology, Creep in a Bathroom, Aphrodisiacs, Date Rape Drug/Roofies, Drugging, Peeping, general weirdness, Human Experimentation, Eventual Smut, p in v, Human Farming

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Previous chapter: Raw

Y/N stayed awake all night. She couldn't sleep no matter how much she wanted to. The worry that Adrian would suddenly choke on his tongue or go into shock in his sleep was far too prevalent in her mind for it to shut off for a few hours. He seemed fine on the outside. As far as she could see, the aphrodisiacs were out of his system. They'd been fucked out. But, there was no way of knowing if there were any side effects that might be brought about. For all she knew, there could be an effect that wasn't visible until hours later and she needed to be alert for that.

Around 7 in the morning, he began to wake up. Y/N let out a sigh of relief as she watched him open his eyes and blink at her owlishly, a small frown marring his brows before it was replaced with a smile.

"Morning."

"Good morning," she replied in a whisper, smiling softly. "How are you feeling?"

"Much better." He shifted on top of her, causing her to raise a brow, and hummed in response before pressing a kiss on her shoulder. A mischievous look flashed across his beautiful emerald green eyes. "We had sex last night."

"Yep."

"Like, a lot of times."

"Uh-huh."

"And you enjoyed it?"

"I did. Did you?"

"That's an insane question to ask. Yes! Of course I fucking enjoyed it!" he barked playfully as he propped his chin up with his hand. An eyelash had fallen onto his cheek so Y/N gently brushed it away and his brain couldn't handle it. Adrian was closing the gap between their lips in a second flat, crashing his mouth onto hers in a passionate, desperate manner.

Would he ever find someone else who was so sweet to him? Someone who understood him so well? Someone who cared enough to take care of him despite his rough edges? Someone who wouldn't run scared after hearing a word he said, or look at him like he had gone completely crazy?

"When we get back to Evergreen, I'm going to challenge Harcourt to a duel."

"...What?"

"I'm challenging her to a duel and totally gonna win it," he continued, ignoring the incredulous look that crossed her features, "For you."

"Why?!"

A smile spread across his handsome face. "Yeah, she's the reason that we're not together in real life, right? Cause she's got this claim on you or whatever - " he began but was interrupted by Y/N laughing at him. Adrian blinked at her.

"Emilia is my sister," Y/N explained, not at all hiding her amusement about his completely misguided view on the siblings' relationship. "Technically half sister."

"SISTER?" He repeated, dumbfounded as he stared at her. "How long has that been a thing?"

"Um...since I was born. I guess."

HOLY FUCK! His mind was blown. This was vital information that nobody had told him. Did everyone else just assume he picked up on that? Or did they all band together and purposely not tell him so he'd look like an idiot when he asked?

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I assumed you were told."

All of his body weight suddenly was on top of her, pinning her beneath his body as he pressed a kiss directly on her jawline. "I fucking wasn't," he muttered gruffly in her ear as he nuzzled it affectionately, making her giggle, "I wish I'd known earlier because I would've put the moves on you so hard!"

"Yeah? What's your best move, huh?"

Honestly, Adrian didn't have any moves. None. He wasn't good with women. Other than his nana - RIP - and Dolores, he hadn't had many women in his life that actually liked him. Those two were elderly women that saw him as a child to be coddled than a 'man'. Men should have moves. He's a man to Y/N. Yeah, he could have moves if he tried.

"The only move I have is being so fucking surprised that you actually like me! You! A total babe from the hottest planet of absolute babes. Like me? That's literally insane!" he babbled as he kissed up her neck. His hands worked their way under her shirt, cupping one of her breasts as his tongue flicked against her sensitive skin. "If we ever get married and you want kids, I'll happily give you as many as you want. We'll have an entire litter of the little shits and they'll be so fucking cute because they'll have your genes. Or if you don't want kids, we could have cats. Or dogs. Or maybe a few ferrets. I think having a ferret would be cool."

Yeah, his move worked. There's nothing more attractive than earnestness. And the promise of commitment with a guy who you desperately want commitment with. Y/N was sold. She'd already been sold. She was sold the moment she'd met the guy - 'the idiot named Vigilante' - that she'd been told to patch up.

"Is it a good move?"

"I adore you. So much."

His expression turned so bashful as he gazed upon her, admiring the beauty in his eyes as he ran his fingertips lightly over her bare midriff. She bit her lip, her smile growing brighter as her fingers threaded through the strands of his hair, playing with them absentmindedly. "I'm in love with you," he blurted out, unable to stop himself.

"I know." She whispered in reply, smiling warmly up at him. Her heart was bursting with happiness as she looked up into his gorgeous green eyes, taking in his breathtakingly handsome face before leaning forward and capturing his mouth in a searing kiss. "I'm in love with you too, champ."

Adrian smiled against her lips, pure relief and joy flooding his veins as he kissed her back eagerly. This was the best day ever! Nothing could ruin it!

Their smooch came to an abrupt halt when Y/N yawned right up against him. "Sorry. I'm sorry. Just tired," she apologised, yawning once again when her sentence ended.

"You didn't sleep?"

"I was in a worry."

"About me?" Y/N nodded. "You were worried about me. Wow, thank you. Nobody has really done that for me since my Nana passed. Yeah, uh, thank you. Kinda makes me feel special, actually."

Slightly awkwardly, he chuckled after his admission - despite the fact he'd just professed his love for her - before giving her a peck on the tip of her nose. "Go back to sleep. We've still got an hour or so before breakfast and I'll do some gay bee reconnaissance while you're out so it looks like we're working really hard instead of all the fucking and sleeping that we actually do."

That was a good plan, one that Y/N was so prepared to carry out. She let Adrian peel himself out of their embrace so he could retrieve the remote controlled bee from its case but as soon as he was back with her, she was falling asleep with her head on his chest. At first, Adrian completely forgot that he was supposed to be spying and just watched Y/N sleep. He realised that he did that a lot. There was this giddiness inside his heart whenever she proved that she trusted him enough to go unconscious in his presence.

Maybe it wasn't as much as a big deal for her, but for Adrian, it was almost impossible for him to allow himself to become vulnerable with anyone else in the room. There was one mission before Y/N joined the squad where they had to share hotel rooms. Vigilante, as much as it excites him to be around Peacemaker, didn't trust the guy not to fuck with him or draw a dick on his head or anything like that, so he stayed awake the entire night to ensure Chris didn't pull anything.

For five, maybe ten minutes, he brushed his fingers through her hair and watched as she drifted further and further off with a content smile etched upon her face. She was snuggled close to him, arms wrapped securely around his waist and face buried within his chest. Just looking down at her made him unbelievably happy.

Then he remembered 'shit, I'm supposed to be spying right now' and got to that. Auggie's gay bee was buzzing out of their hotel room and further into the hotel in no time. At first, there wasn't anything that really stood out. Staff did their jobs. Other vacationers were awake and got to their breakfast buffet as it opened. Sparrow greeted each and every one of them with the smile that Adrian had come to hate. It was so forced. Obviously, there's a certain type of politeness that you need to have if you work in the service industry - and if you have to fake that, fair enough - but there was a smarmy-ness to Sparrow that accelerated any dislike Adrian had for the guy.

Just when Adrian was going to give up - nothing interesting at all had happened in the five minutes since he started and his attention was already falling off - Sam and Steve from next door ushered Sparrow into a quiet corner. "We have some good news," Sam began, her hushed voice barely covering her excitement.

Sparrow narrowed his eyes and glanced around to make eye contact with a nearby server, who nodded and hurried away to one of the staff areas. "Do tell," he urged, his hand making it to the small of Sam's back as he guided them further away from everyone else and out of the dining hall.

"All the massages and medication must've worked." Steve placed his palm on his wife's stomach. "Little O'Donnell has finally made an appearance."

Weird. Adrian had some idea that his pals - well, they were people who forcefully inserted themselves into most conversations the 'Bardot's' had without asking - were trying to have children. In fact, most of the couples, if not all that they'd spoken to, were in the process of attempting to conceive.

Guiding the O'Donnells through parts of the hotel Adrian had never gone down before, Sparrow congratulated the pair and asked so many follow up questions about the tot. Although, he didn't seem all that interested in the answers. He would say the question and then zone out for the entire time it was being answered, his head bobbing as if he was paying attention but his eyes making it very clear that he was disassociating.

The gay bee followed the trio further and further into the hotel - if he'd been watching when Y/N did reconnaissance yesterday, he would've noticed the familiar surroundings - until they entered a doctor's consulting room. Why was this down a random corridor in an alien hotel?

Sam and Steve were escorted inside and introduced to a doctor who called himself "Dr Yatz" who checked Sam's vitals, her blood pressure, took samples, and other various things that Adrian had no idea what the hell was happening. The guy seemed like he was a real doctor, but there was also something that seemed off about him.

Dr Yatz was an intense guy, Adrian decided. He was observant. It was like he was studying everyone around him to see if they knew shit that they didn't. And, he'd caught sight of the bee hovering and didn't even swat at it. He just glared at the little robot. Did he know?

Then, after to coming to the conclusion that, yes, Sam O'Donnell was experiencing symptoms of pregnancy, Dr Yatz pressed a button right next to the examination table to open a dumbwaiter on the other side of the room and Adrian knew that whatever was going to happen next wasn't going to be good.

He shook Y/N as fast as he could and through tired, half lidded eyes, saw as a beautiful blue rodent sized butterfly catapulted itself into Sam's throat and lodged itself inside her body. Sam spasmed for a few seconds, blood dripping from the corner of her lips, as her husband shrieked, then she fell into limp silence.

Y/N was awake in an instant. "What -!?" she exclaimed frantically, looking down at Sam's prone form.

Steve backed up into the nearest cabinet with wide, panicked eyes as Dr Yatz turned around swiftly. "Stay still," he said coldly, his tone low and intimidating as his eyes darted across Sam's features, assessing the situation.

"She's dying!" Steve yelled, panic laced in his words as he reached towards Sam.

"She's being reborn." Yatz's tone was firm, unwavering. His gaze snapped over to the bee and slapped it into the wall harshly. It hit the concrete floor with a dull thud and the video feed went out, static overtaking the display screen.

Back in the comfort of their hotel room, the duo were dumbfounded as they tried to make sense of what just happened. Sam was a butterfly now. Steve's fate was presumably the same. Dr Yatz was in the same building as them.

"I can figure this out," Y/N murmured breathlessly, more to herself than Adrian, as her hand came to rest upon the scar on the small of her back unconsciously. "Need to figure this out."

"Yeah, course you can, babe. You're, like, the smartest person I know."

“Let's get ready for breakfast. Other than fuck chocolate, you haven't eaten since yesterday lunchtime," she told him, whipping the duvet away from them and get up. They had to make an appearance at breakfast. That was obvious. Anyone who acted the slightest bit withdrawn or out of the ordinary was going to be scrutinised. "Gonna need our strength."

"I'm sure the fuck chocolate had some nutritional value."

"Well, I'm hungry so get outta bed cause I want food."

Within a second, he was out of bed and throwing his clothes on to do exactly as she said and make her happy. He made sure that he got her approval on his outfit before they left the room, then they were out the door and ready to exploit the all-you-can-eat breakfast at their disposal. Because, yeah, he was hungry. And if he was hungry, he had no idea how ravenous Y/N was. He had his stomach full of chocolate and his dick surrounded by pussy. He had truly been sated last night. Y/N, however, had been used and underfed and had only about 25 minutes of sleep and had been rudely awakened by the sight of an alien murder. If she thought it was best to get to breakfast, he was going to ensure they got breakfast.

"Fill your plate, baby. I literally going to have a mountain of waffles if Spencer over there hurries the fuck up," he joked as he placed a hand around Y/N's waist and tugged her close to his side while he grabbed two plates off of the buffet table with the other. As soon as he was done piling his plate high with eggs, sausage, pancakes, bacon, hash browns, French toast, sausages, and biscuits, they were sitting at their usual table and eying everyone as they walked in.

As expected, the O'Donnells didn't show. Presumably, they were dead and being used like puppets at this point.

For the rest of the day, Y/N tried to figure out what the hell was happening. Though they wanted nothing more than to lock themselves away in their room and get a conspiracy board going, they still had to pretend to be one of the regular vacationers.

Other than the obvious, the day itself had been rather uneventful.

Breakfast was normal. Lunch was. The daily affirmation session. The massages too. It was a lovely sunny day and guests were encouraged to hang out by the pool to soak in some vitamin D and indulge in some non-alcoholic beverages. The couple had to pretend that everything was swell and normal and they weren't freaking out.

As she was chatting to the other ladies, Y/N casually brought up pregnancy to them. She used the stereotypical 'now the wedding is done, onto kids' excuse and found out that every single woman she spoke to, was trying to have a baby. Every single one. Without fail. No matter if they already had a little one or this was their first go, they all had the goal of pregnancy. That had to be a piece of the puzzle.

With all this new information and the lack of sleep, Y/N was still exhausted. So, when she allowed herself to get out of the pool and join back up with her husband, Y/N was crawling onto the lounger and resting directly on top of Adrian, her back leaning against his front.

"Any news?"

"I think I might have some info. Tell you later."

Economos had packed Adrian a book for some reason. Just a normal Steven King book. He'd never even thought to look at it but he was bored and didn't want to get his hair wet so he sat under an umbrella and read a book. He looked like he'd been ripped directly from a travel agency advert with his khaki shorts, open Hawaiian shirt, ray bans on his forehead and his bikini clad wife sitting in the gap between his legs. He would've got his Nintendo Switch out but he'd forgotten to charge it and he had to entertain himself the old fashioned way.

They'd done a pretty good job at keeping their panic below the surface, although there were times where they both let a bit of fear slip into their voices while talking with each other. They were tense, that was for sure.

Adrian put his arm around Y/N to pull her in even closer, his nose burying into the crook of her neck as he read over her shoulder. He pressed a small kiss into her skin and smiled as he felt her relax a little.

"We're okay," he muttered softly, closing his eyes as he nuzzled his head closer to hers. "I'll kick anyone's ass who even looks at you funny. I'll get some Raid roach spray and just torch these motherfuckers. Burn this whole place down. Just say the word and I'll pop off, okay?"

She turned over to be chest to chest with him and ran the backs of her fingers along his jawline, smiling when he closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. "No popping off just yet. For now, we've gotta stick to the charade until we can meet up with the others in town," she sighed softly, pressing her lips to his ear as she said, "And then, we can burn this down together."

The promise of future violence caused Adrian to crack an eye open to shoot Y/N an amused grin. He leaned forward to capture her lips in a kiss that surely got some disapproving looks sent their way, but they ignored them completely in favour of continuing to explore each other's mouths for a little while longer.

Hey, they were horny newlyweds! It was appropriate. Who knows how much longer the mission would go on for? They'd have to indulge in the fantasy while they still could.

Y/N let her kisses trail along his cheek and down his neck as she whispered, "Is it weird that I think I'm going to miss it here? It's such a strange place but, I don't know, it's nice to just be you and me, to be married and have a perfect, like, by the book life. Don't you think?"

He hummed softly in agreement, his hands moving up her back to tangle in her curls at the base of her skull as he scratched idly at her scalp, causing her to moan and slump against his shoulder. "Yeah, I guess this feels right," he replied softly, his head resting on top of hers, "I feel at home whenever I'm with you so I think it's the person rather than the place that makes it feel better. But, yeah, being not married to you is going to kill me when we get back."

"You're a sap."

"You love it," he laughed as he reached around for the towel he knew Y/N had brought. As soon as his hand touched it, Adrian was delicately placing it over Y/N's lower half as if it were a blanket. It wasn't much coverage but it would stop Sparrow's wandering gaze and, hopefully, avoid anyone else checking out his wife's ass.

They chatted amongst themselves for a while longer, the sun beating down heavily upon the pool and bathing everyone within sight in its heavenly warmth. Their conversation was mainly surface level stuff. Some trivial things, random things, just simple things to fill their time without getting too deep into actual topics that would put a neon sign above their heads of 'hey, we're spies! please kill us, you alien bastards!'.

"Babe, it's that guy from...y'know," Adrian said, his eye catching sight of someone standing off to the side and watching all of the couples. "The doctor man."

Everything in her wanted to crane her neck back to get a glimpse of Dr Yatz in the flesh. He hadn't changed much. She'd only gotten a brief look at him on the gay bee feed before it cut out but he seemed exactly as she remembered him. An old, wrinkly man with a thick indiscriminate accent that he tried to hide with varying degrees of success.

No. He'd definitely recognise her face. And the injury she'd got because of him.

"Is my scar visible?" she asked, her voice barely audible since she hid her face in the gap between his neck and the lounger. He tugged the towel to fully conceal her scar from view without question. "He can't see me, can he?"

"Don't think so."

"Has he still got a limp?"

"Doesn't seem like it."

"That bastard."

Her voice sounded venomous. Even Y/N could hear it dripping off her tongue and coating the words that left her mouth. Her heart rate increased as her mind flashed back to the last time she saw him. The blood. The pain. The "leave her behind" that, thankfully, wasn't listened to.

"He's gone, babe," Adrian announced, reaching out and holding onto her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "You okay?"

It took her a moment to compose herself enough to answer, "Of course. Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

Concern in every pore in his body, he frowned and tilted his head as he stared at her. His eyes scanned her face. She wasn't okay. That much he could tell. His thumb brushed the bottom edge of her bottom lip gently as he looked into her eyes. "Talk to me," he urged.

"When we get back to our room."

That answer seemed to satisfy him for now. He gave her a soft peck on her forehead and wrapped his arms around her again to snuggle into her as much as possible. They remained there until it became clear that everybody else was beginning to disperse and that was their cue.

Once they were back in their room, Y/N did a sweep with the IP scanner just in case the maid had added a sneaky camera whilst they were gone. What she was going to say was classified information that the butterflies might know - Yatz was working for them or one of them so they probably knew some details about his experiments - but there could've been parts of her side of the story that they had no idea about.

Then, when she confirmed that they were secure, she sat down on the bed and tried to gather her thoughts and gather her wits. Adrian, meanwhile, got to his knees between her legs and rested his forearms on her thighs, leaning forward slightly to stare at her intensely through those beautiful eyes of his, waiting patiently to see what was going to come out of her mouth next.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she cleared her throat. "Dr Yatz," she started slowly, taking a deep breath, "Was my last mission at the DEO so my brain is kinda struggling to deal with the fact that history is repeating itself. I mean, I guess it makes sense..."

A sigh fell past her lips. "Have you ever heard of Jack Ryder?"

"The host of that gameshow 'You Don't Know Jack!'?"

They made a TV show off a Jackbox game. No, it wasn't any good. It was a bunch of people who thought they were a lot funnier than they actually were and was an insufferable watch.

"Yeah, that guy."

"I remember that show. It fucking sucked," Adrian admitted, making her laugh at his bluntness

"Have you heard of The Creeper?"

Gotham has a bunch of freaks running around. Some good, like Batman. Some bad, like the Joker. Others are somewhere in between, like The Creeper. Adrian had heard about this anti-hero - he kept tabs on all the superpeople he possibly could because they're sick as fuck but he might need to know their weaknesses one day to kill them - and, honestly, he hadn't been convinced that The Creeper was real until now.

He'd seen images of the guy. Would you believe that a guy with yellowy green skin, red claws, and malachite spiked hair who went around in dirty tighty whities and a cape is real? In this world of metahumans and Batman villains, he should've assumed that this freak was really a thing that existed out there somewhere.

"Uh-huh."

"Well, they're the same guy. Jack got into a lot of debt and when Yatz offered him some money to be a test subject, he couldn't refuse," Y/N explained and waited for him to acknowledge that he understood before she carried on. "The doctor was working for the Joker at the time, primarily on his perfecting the formula on his Venom -"

"Like his laughing gas?"

"Exactly."

"So, is that like those vials in that examination room?"

Y/N tilted her head as she thought. The weird examination room that they'd seen both times of the bee's camera had a huge cupboard of different coloured liquid that were all named after emotions. After all, Joker's Venom was green and induced severe gleefulness. Maybe Yatz had branched out from laughing gas.

"When did you get so smart?" she cooed in awe as she cupped his cheeks with both of her hands. "Okay, yeah. So, he's created laughing gas and fuck gas now - oh shit - that's the fucking roofies in the affirmation session!"

Things were beginning to unravel in her mind and she needed to take control of them before anything got away from her, and she needed to do it quickly. Because there was one last piece of the puzzle to add to everything she was piecing together.

"They want us to fuck. Why do they want us to fuck?"

"Cause you're hot?" he suggested, knowing full well how stupid that was the second it came out of his mouth. "The camera in the gift basket? I don't know. I'm not good at this shit."

"You're doing so good. Throw some more ideas at me."

"Maybe they want authentic couple porn and get off at being voyeuristic creeps?"

Smiling, she tried to hide her laugh by biting her lip, which only furthered his desire to quit while he was ahead. He'd sniffed out one clue and maybe that was enough for the day. He let out a groan and let his forehead rest against her breast in defeat.

"Your boobs feel bigger," he stated matter of factly and pulled up his head to look at her in the eye. She laughed out loud this time, not even trying to restrain herself, then abruptly stopped.

That was it! Boobs! Other than being jiggly, there was one other common feature of breasts.

"Fucking breastfeeding! They're milking us like cows!”

Next Chapter: Farmville

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[red-bat-arse]

Switch Yourself Part Three

Steddie -Alpha/Beta/Omega

Or, there was an Alpha and an Omega, but by the time they got to know each other they had to do so as an Omega and an Alpha.

Part One/Part Two/Part Three

AO3 Link

This fic is complete on AO3! It's too explicit for me to post in full on tumblr lol.

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In the few weeks since they stopped being idiots Eddie called him every night once he was home from work, and even without seeing him Steve couldn't be happier.

The undivided attention of an Alpha was nice, but the fact the Alpha in question was Eddie made him blather on at Robin every morning like some sort of lovesick kid. During the week with Eddie on the run, Steve had been slammed with a sudden crush on the other man, and at first he'd been caught up in his brain about how an Omega/Omega partnership might work given he had such a strong desire to have kids and be claimed the old fashioned way. He'd put his tentative ideas about it on the back burner after they dragged Eddie out of the upside down, resolving to wait to think about it again until it was certain they'd survive the final battle.

The last few months were torture, trying to hint at the overwhelmed and oblivious new Alpha that he was interested. To be honest, Steve almost gave up after the growling incident. But then Robin pushed him to call Eddie back and just be blunt, telling him Eddie had no clue what he was saying when he kept apologizing for the things Steve took as blatant displays of flirting. She was right, and it only took that one last try.

And Eddie was so fucking sweet, was the thing. Put aside the Alpha instincts -Steve liked them, but they obviously made Eddie a little uncomfortable -now that Eddie knew his feelings were returned, he was trying so hard to make sure there wouldn't be any miscommunication between them again.

The first night he called, he was frank but so earnest -he needed time to talk with Wayne about the implications of the chase Steve wanted, not because he didn't want the same, but precisely because he did. It wouldn't be fair to either of them if he wasn't thorough, and of course Wayne was basically his father, not to mention his main packmate above all others. It was easy to agree, given their respective to-do lists anyway, but also because Steve had brought Robin into the loop from the get-go; Eddie deserved to have his own support too.

Every night since they figured their shit out, though, they talked and talked on the phone about anything that came to mind. And while some things were light hearted and fun, a lot of it ended up being serious -it wouldn't do to tie themselves together only to find out later they'd missed a dealbreaker because they let their instincts do the talking.

Steve knew he didn't have many dealbreakers -and not because he'd 'take whatever he could get', like Tommy and Hargrove used to say to insult him in the halls after November '84. He had the self respect to not compromise on the things he wanted, and although they were few, they covered a lot of ground.

Pups, eventually, was the biggest. He may have mentioned six to Nancy when she asked him -morbidly, but that was the Upside Down for you -where he'd want to be if he lived to thirty, but the exact number didn't matter. He wanted the family he'd spent most of his life secretly pining for, and a pack to raise them in, and he wasn't going to settle for less.

Closely tied to that, he wanted a chase and to exchange bite marks. Neither were traditions in the Harrington family -Richard and his two brothers were all staunchly modern and pragmatic in their ideas on how to raise a family, and more than once Steve had been treated to a dinner table tirade about the 'European foppishness' of any form of Catch and Carry, let alone the 'old fashioned nonsense' of the Trine-style pack. No, the Harringtons were Alpha built and Alpha born, bully for anyone who didn't quite match that expectatioon.

But Steve had seen growing up that his parents didn't exactly have a typical mindset, even in Hawkins, and the idea of a chase had always appealed to him. Course, Claim, Cleave was certainly a lot more of an antiquated style, he knew that, but he couldn't help himself. The fact that by its nature it demanded an extra step, Courting, before anything else, just made it more appealing.

Although, Eddie joked one evening after they talked through some of the finer details, even though one could argue his fumbled flirting counted, he hadn't actually done any of the 'courting' part.

"You'll just have to do it after," Steve said succinctly, liking the way Eddie hiccuped out a surprised giggle. "I'm sure you can get some ideas from all those fantasy books you like."

"By faith and troth, Fair Steven... you reeeeally don't know what you're asking for, sweetheart," Eddie teased in a low, sing-songey voice that Steve found dreadfully attractive. "Gladly wilt I court your favour, beloved. For thou art brave and handsome, strong as an oak, and I shall treasure thee all my days, for ne'er is there a Bearer betwixt here and Chicago town who could capture mine heart as thou hast done with such surety."

Steve swallowed thickly. Yeah, he could compromise on the courting aspect of the process with no issue.

And they both coincided on another major decision -where they wanted to build a life.

Neither Steve nor Eddie were planning to stay in Hawkins long term. Eddie, of course, had always planned to leave as soon as he got his diploma in hand, and while Steve may have thought about sticking around until all the kids were through high school, he'd been thinking it over since Vecna was defeated and now he wasn't so sure. At the least, that would mean another three years just for the main party, but then what about Erica? She'd be a Freshman while Lucas was a Senior, would Steve stay until she graduated as well and still be in Hawkins when he was close to thirty years old?

Eddie told him what he thought of that idea, and it wasn't rosy. So they looped Robin into that conversation, discussed where she was looking to go to school and when, and they started tentatively planning. Steve knew Robin went by the Munson house by herself after that talk to do her self-proclaimed 'packmate duties' and get the ball rolling on the logistics Steve didn't care too much about, and when Eddie said the following day he knew one of Steve's requirements for this to work was to stay as close as possible to Robin, well, he was right.

For now, they were planning to stay in Hawkins until Summer '87 at least, and they'd re-evaluate from there. Given that Robin would likely be starting post-secondary that September, it was a good marker.

Eddie's dealbreakers were more long term. He was going to be serious about his band when they left Hawkins, so he'd need some flexibility in employment wherever they eventually moved, and he wanted to wait until they really settled before trying for pups. He also needed guarantees about communication and, to Steve's surprise, was the one to mention signing a prebon.

"My parents were bonded, mated, whatever, it fucking sucked," he explained shortly when Steve asked why. "They did it when they were high, and didn't register, so later on dear old Dad started saying he'd leave as a threat since Mum wouldn't have anything left to her name if he did. 'Can't prove it's his bite' and all that shit. But he didn't use to be like that, when I was little. So -if I -if I ever have even a chance of changing into that..."

Of course Steve agreed.

All this to lead up to what Steve asked of Eddie originally -a Course to run, a Claim to lay, a Cleave to each other. The Party found out, as if they could've kept it quiet for long, and Claudia and Karen and Sue apparently all chipped in to help rent the den-lodge, and Hopper offered to drive one of their cars over later in the week with Joyce so they didn't have to leave it in the lot the whole time. The kids insisted on joining Robin and Wayne for the first day, milling around the main building and periodically going out to keep an eye. The idea was sort of embarrassing, given what Steve and Eddie would be doing, but also deeply comforting -a pack stayed close during a chase so if there were any second thoughts, there would always be a safe place to retreat to.

The lodgegrounds really were nice, Steve thought as he waited just inside the entrance to the strip of forest they'd be using, sectioned off from similar tracts by wooden fences too far off to even see, the place was so big. Eddie had come here the day before to set the den up, and Steve was already looking forward to it given the early autumn chill that was creeping into the air, swirling around his knees and elbows.

He'd worn running clothes, because this was supposed to be a challenge for Eddie but also because, in the end, he wanted to put himself in something easy to take off. Something he wouldn't mind getting dirty or ripped, and since he didn't actually know where the den was located, he might be in them for awhile as Eddie nipped at his heels to push him one way or the other.

It was a challenge, yes, but an agreed upon one. Steve wanted to have fun with it, too.

A crunch of leaves, and Steve turned, senses sharpening as he caught sight of Eddie up the path; by the main lodge building, Wayne and Robin were standing together and watching. Eddie was thrumming with nervous energy already -his smoke and peppermint scent spiked when he saw Steve as well, and Steve flushed with heat at the smile directed his way.

"Hey Steve," Eddie said through a deep rumble, cheeks turning red as the noises Steve found so endearing immediately started up. This time, though, Eddie didn't cringe or try to wave it off -instead he paused a dozen feet away, still rumbling in his chest, and flexed his hands at his sides. "I, uh, can't smell you with the wind like this, so I'm still lucid."

"Don't hold back on my account," Steve joked. He smiled back at Eddie; the clinic gave him a heat-aid to take last night since he was long overdue and they didn't want to take any chances, and with Eddie clearly on the hair trigger of his rut, it seemed to be working. The rush of warmth from a minute ago wasn't dissipating, was instead collecting at the base of his neck, in his gut, and between his legs. "I don't care if you go feral, Eddie. I want this, I want you, and we've planned it all out. Do you still want to do this?"

Eddie nodded, moving a little closer; after a few paces he stopped again and his eyes dilated. "I do. God, I can't wait to court you properly after this."

"I'm looking forward to that too. Being yours, Alpha," Steve started them off, unable to think of anything they needed to talk about that they hadn't done twice over during the past week, the scent of Eddie in the air too appealing. "I want you to catch me and carry me into your den, and claim me. Please, Alpha."

Eddie looked entranced, a little like that first encounter in the hospital, and he came closer. Steve held himself very still when Eddie got within grabbing distance, but he trusted him -they both had the instincts for a chase humming away in the back of their minds, just enough to know what was right and what would call this off.

Eddie was shaking a little as he put his hands ever so lightly on Steve's waist, and Steve lifted his own up to gently cradle Eddie's elbows -it instantly seemed to settle him. He lowered his face to Steve's neck, under his jaw, and took a deep, open-mouthed breath in where his scent would be strong. Steve shivered at the warm air that hit his throat when Eddie exhaled. An unfamiliar throb of heat pulsed in his cunt and he felt slick start to drip out of him, and oh, shit, Eddie was-

"Run, Omega," Eddie grinned and snapped his teeth just shy of Steve's jugular, and Steve obeyed.

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The rest is on AO3 due to being pure filth! Link at the top!

I don't do tag lists!

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #alpha beta omega dynamics #fanfic #stranger things #omegaverse #trans stuff #non traditional omegaverse

[mark-of-chrysus]

Something clicked my mind. How about a loop of genderbend Jay and genderbend Gun.

I just want to see both of them fighting for Daniel attentions.

Jay was a girl, again. That in itself was not a problem.

The problem came in the form of a tall fit black-eyed hellspawn who also happened to be of the fairer sex this time around. Gun was just as hard to deal with in his female form if a bit more due to society's somewhat-acceptance of women competing rather aggressively for their crushes. Having been a woman himself, Daniel knew the many nuances of the affection a girl may harbor for a man, and while it wasn't much different from the one between same-sex couples, it brought a few issues that were experienced more rarely by our lovesick idiot. Namely, rejection.

"I already have someone I like." Had been his first attempt to dissuade Gun from her chosen path the first time she had approached him at the festival. Although no fight had occurred between them she had somehow gotten interested in him. (Forget being her successor, she went straight for the kill this time, no pretenses or anything!)

"It doesn't matter."

"I'm already in a relationship and you're not my type." Was his second try. Danny didn't want to be rude to her and thus relied on borderline polite phrases to shoo her away, to no avail.

"What does she have that I don't?"

"She's..." He scratched his nape with a far-off look, wondering how he could try to sum up his vast love for Jay. Reducing her to simple qualities felt downright insulting. She was so much more than he could ever articulate.

Misinterpreting his silence, a smirk painted Gun's blood-red lips, but before she could speak she caught a flash of blonde hair in the corner of her eye. Her mind suddenly came up with a scheme to humiliate her rival while simultaneously staking her claim on the interesting boy.

"Is she richer than me?" She asked in a honeyed voice.

"Mhm..." He replied distractedly as if he couldn't care less.

"Is she prettier than me?"

"The prettiest..."

Gun gritted her teeth in frustration. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. Once again her gaze was drawn to the little blonde who had suddenly taken a step towards them before both girls froze in place as Daniel opened his mouth again and spoke in a tone that was so clearly drunk on love it sent a shiver down the black-eyed girl's spine.

"She's more beautiful than the sun, and I sometimes wish I could go blind so that she would be the last sight I ever get to see. The way she laughs makes me feel all dizzy and clumsy, and I get flustered when she smiles at me. I can't help it. She's beyond perfection in every way that matters and I'm so lucky I met her." He gave a long sigh and continued, despite how stupid he felt or how the tips of his ears burned bright red for all to see. "That's not why I love her though...that...I can't put it into words...she's just...Jay...and that's more than I could ever ask for..."

He gave Gun an apologetic smile, but the girl was too stunned to react.

"So I'm sorry. But I would be a fool to ever let go of such a blessing. I can't date you."

With that, he turned and left, without noticing a flustered blonde quickly retreating from the scene and fleeing into a bathroom to calm down the thundering breathing of her heart and the feverish blush on her cheeks. Good thing she had pulled out her phone just in time to record that last part.

(Jay played the recording over and over for herself until Danny finally found out about it. After he was done stuttering and looking like a fresh tomato he embraced her tightly and promised her that she didn't need a stupid recording and that he would have no problem making those kinds of confessions to her every day if it made her happy. He was awarded many kisses and cuddles and savored his reward thoroughly.)

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BONUS!

After Gun was left by her lonesome in the parking lot she finally snapped out of her trance. A bright blush coated the apples of her cheeks and her eyes turned hazy with desire. That kind of adoration, she wanted it for herself.

She would get his heart no matter how long it took. That silly little blondie wouldn't stand a chance! She had to have that man and bathe in his adulation for herself!

"Just you wait~Daniel Park~"

#time loop #lookism manhwa #webtoon lookism #lookism #daniel park #gun park #female jay #female gun

[silverinia]

fav Diane and Kurt scene?

I'm not gonna lie anon, for reasons I can't explain I'm completely incapable of naming just one, even though I actually have a definite favourite. I just felt so bad not listing a couple of other scenes that I love, so I made it a list. You probably won't believe me when I say this but I really tried to narrow this down to a top 5 but I kind of didn't feel like sleeping last night and well... This is not what you asks for anymore but I sort of figured that this is still my blog and so I can do whatever I want with it. And last night I apparently felt like ranking twenty McHart scenes. Anyway... enjoy this.

(Disclaimer no. 1: There are so many more great ones that I would've liked to name, but this post is going to fuck up everyone's timeline as it is, so let's save the idea of me rating every single McHart scene for a point in time where we actually have access to all McHart scenes that will ever exist and then I'll just destroy tumblr and we'll all live miserably ever after)

(Disclaimer no. 2: Also please keep in mind that I finished this list at 7 in the morning, I haven't slept in 24 hours, so it probably won't even make sense to me as soon as I've gotten some sleep)

(Disclaimer no. 3: Apparently tumblr only allows me to put up to ten images in one post (which is rude af in my humble opinion), so I'm going to have to post this gradually in reblogs. I hope it won't end up being too chaotic)

(Disclaimer no. 4: The vast majority of the following gifs wasn't made by me. I'm not claiming that they're mine and if anyone would like me to credit them or take their work off this post, feel free to dm me any time!)

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20. The One Inspired by Roy Cohn (3x02 TGF)

The one where Diane comes home after work and Kurt has knotted ribbons around their beer bottles because he's just straight up a lovesick idiot.

This scene, you guys... it's the gift that keeps on giving because I will never stop mocking Kurt for his inability to tie a simple bow. It gave us domestic McHart. It gave us a great kiss. It gave us "Hans and Franz, your safari buddies" and "baby zebra bbq", two of the best things Diane Lockhart has ever said on both shows. It made "Mrs McVeigh" canon. It just deserved a spot on this list.

19. Silver Bullet (2x15 TGW)

The one where Kurt really wants to go on vacay with the idiotic overworked love of his life and tries to talk her into it by agreeing to make it a marriage proposal, because he probably thought, "Huh. Might as well tie the knot [you know, because he's physically capable of that] while we're at it 🤷🏻‍♀️", aka the one where McHart completely owns the idiots in love trope.

This is not going to surprise a single person out there who's part of the fandom because I've been going on and on and on about McHart and Costa Rica for years now, and I won't let anyone hear the end of it. Never. Never ever. You're welcome, world.

Anyway, iconic scene. Deserved a spot.

18. The Wheels Of Justice (4x19 TGW)

The one where Diane short-circuits Kurt's brain by merely walking into the same room he's in.

Also the one where Kurt bursts out laughing at the idea of working on the Colin Sweeney case because it's just so ridiculous: him, the "I don't take on guilty peoples' cases because I have moral standards" guy working on a Colin Sweeney case, a man who's killed approximately 78352 of his wives. Ridiculous... Laughable... Exactly up until Diane bats her eyelashes at him and smiles very sweetly and asks him, "Just do it for me?" while tilting her head aside and yeah, the next scene he's in he's working on the case.

Also the one where the joke's on Kurt.

Underrated scene. Deserved at least three-hundred emmys in the category of "entertaining idiots who deserve an emmy or three-hundred". Didn't get the emmys but did get a spot on this list. And I'd say that's close enough.

17. Day 492 (2x13 TGF)

The one where Kurt said "Go to hell" to a couple of FBI agents and Diane reacts by fucking him while said FBI agents can hear them through the bugs they put in their house.

I honestly don't know where to begin with this scene, I actually tend to completely block it out of my mind because I always feel like it's something we collectively hallucinated as a fandom. But I'm glad I remembered it in time before I finished this list because it's just a god tier scene and the kiss is absolutely perfect and the way he blushes is adorable and the way she smiles at him melts my heart and I'm rambling now but you get it. You get it.

16. Previously On... (5x01 TGF)

The one where Kurt pulls Diane aside from a room full of people to privately tell her that RBG has died because he doesn't want her to find out in an environment where she feels like she has to keep herself together when she really can't and he tells her in a way that almost makes me tear up right now as I'm trying to describe it and he just really wants to be there for her in a moment where he knows she needs him to ground her, as he always does, and Diane, thinking this still has anything to do with politics for him, argues that he doesn't have to pick up those pieces because he doesn't share her beliefs, and Kurt tells her that he can still feel bad for her because this is about them, about his love for his wife who he knew was going to be crushed by this and he genuinely just wants to be there for her because he cares, and she says that she doesn't deserve him and she calls him "babe" in a way I never expected this stupid word to be able to break my fucking heart, and they hug and it's honestly my no. 1 favourite McHart hug so far and now that I'm writing this, I'm realising that this scene deserved to be so much higher on this list but I literally don't have the energy to change it again, so you'll just have to act like this is actually in the top five, along with the other five because numbers don't actually make a lot of sense anyway.

What a scene. I need a glass of water.

15. The One About The End Of The World (3x10 TGF)

The one where we probably got the peak of domestic McHart and Diane's hair is messy and they're both wearing pyjamas and Diane says she loves Kurt and she also says "British, blah blah blah" which is just hilarious, and they're on the couch and they're just so married that I almost cannot believe it but I won't doubt it for a second because it's not like my body could possibly function if it wasn't true.

I just love this episode. I have my fair share of complaints about season 3, but this episode? I loved it so much. It's one of my all time favourites. And I make silly little noises whenever I watch this scene. Absolutely deserved a spot.

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