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When Tom Hiddleston landed his career-changing role in Marvel’s Thor back in April 2009, he never dreamed he would be playing the character for nearly 15 years. To be fair, no one did—except maybe Marvel’s mastermind Kevin Feige, who had begun laying the cinematic groundwork for a multi-billion dollar franchise. At the time, Hiddleston happily threw himself into extensive research and prep to play the duplicitous brother of Thor (Chris Hemsworth).  “I was cast in April 2009, and I had about eight months to build the character from the ground up,” Hiddleston says on this week’s Little Gold Men. “So that was a deep dive into everything Loki from any comic book, any Norse myth, any saga, everything—from the whole run of Marvel comics to the ancient Scandinavian stories, and how he pops up in The Ring cycle for Wagner, and Jim Carrey is wearing the mask of Loki in The Mask.” Hiddleston was trying to discover “this sense of, what's Loki's impact on human imagination and culture? And then synthesizing all of that into the story we’re telling. That was such a delightful period of discovery and curiosity.”
Hiddleston’s scene-stealing portrayal made him an instant fan favorite, laying a formidable foundation for a character who went on to appear in six more films and the stand-alone series Loki. The two-season series threw the character into a new dimension and timeline, stripped him of all his creature comforts, and gave the actor new challenges to tackle.
“In successive iterations, [my approach] has been, how do I keep it interesting?” he says. “I genuinely say this to myself and to others: ‘We're not reheating yesterday's meal in the microwave. We're cooking up something new.’ It's trying to find new ingredients or new challenges for the character, for us as actors, so that it feels like the same person is growing. Because that's what human beings do. They don't stay the same, they grow. Sometimes they regress, but there's always movement.”
Hiddleston has gone on to star in a wide array of projects outside the Marvel universe, of course, from his Emmy-nominated, Golden Globe-winning work in The Night Manager to Jim Jarmusch’s acclaimed romantic vampire drama Only Lovers Left Alive and Steven Spielberg’s epic War Horse. But he’s definitely spent the most time with the God of Mischief. And though no official announcement has been made, the final episode of Loki season two strongly indicates the closing of a formative chapter.
The actor and executive producer stopped by Little Gold Men for a thoughtful discussion about the gift of developing and playing a single character for so long, the surreal fun of working with drama school classmates turned costars Gugu Mbatha-Raw and Wunmi Mosaku, and getting to come up with the character's last line (for now). Listen below, where you can also read excerpts from the conversation.
Vanity Fair: Did the series version of Loki feel a little more stripped down, or did you have the same kind of mindset playing him as you did in the films? Tom Hiddleston: Yes. I think it was stripped down literally in the sense of taking away the costume, but stripped down spiritually and in his soul. I thought [the concept] was such a brilliant idea, and it wasn't mine. It was [executive producers] Michael Waldron and Kevin Wright, and the great and the good at Marvel Studios. I thought for any character, if you were presented with your life and watching a kind of highlight reel of it, what would it add up to? Would it be satisfying? Would it be meaningful? Would it be amusing? Would it be disappointing? And I thought to do that with Loki especially, as it's the journey of a life that the audience is familiar with, but he hasn't seen it. I just thought it was a brilliant conceit. And then I leaned into this idea of the leopard being challenged to change his spots. Because you'd have to if your life ended up in murder by Thanos and humiliation. You'd want to try something new.
And that was really fun, developing a story which was actually very philosophical. It asks the question of Loki, as I hope it asks the question of all of us: Are we in control of the course of our lives? Do we have any free will, and can we break free from any kind of predetermination? It seemed like a great question, and a fun way to ask it.
You’re also an executive producer on the series. How did you take on that role? What did you get to do?
Honestly, it was such an honor and I loved it. I loved the extra imagining and problem solving. I was invited into the writer's room really early, season one, even earlier on season two. And to borrow the words from Lin Manuel Miranda, to be in the room where it happens, and to sit around the table and break story and crunch through the great creative ‘what if’ questions—what if Loki did this? What if Mobius [Owen Wilson] did that? What if they couldn't find Sylvie? What if the TVA ran on an energy source, and it wasn't energy, it was time?
Can you take any credit for bringing Ke Huy Kwan or your RADA buddies Gugu Mbatha-Raw and Wunmi Mosaku on board? I love that that was a little bit of a through-line, that you all got to work together.
Well, when their names came up, Gugu and Wunmi particularly, I was able to say, those guys are great. And Ke was just an amazing idea because actually, [his character] Ouroboros was coming to life on the page. Somebody suggested Ke, and Everything Everywhere All At Once had just come out. And I was like, genius: somebody call him now before we lose him. He was so joyful and optimistic and happy to be there, so honored to be there. He'd wanted to be in a Marvel project his whole life, I think, and, and he brought everything and more to that character.
The day he landed, he came from the airport straight to the studio, probably thinking, ‘I'll just say hello and go back to my digs.’ And Owen and I were actually rehearsing the scene before Mobius and Loki meet OB for the first time. And he came in and he listened. And then we got to the bit where we were like, ‘You're in the next bit. Do you want to do it?’ He said ‘Okay!’ And he stayed and rehearsed for three hours. I think he felt completely crazy having just [traveled] across the continents, but it was so brilliant. And the chemistry was so immediate between the three of us, and so funny. We all love Ke.
Thinking about your journey with this character and all the places he has taken you, has there been a surreal aspect to it? I think about you being in drama school with Gugu and Wunmi—now you're getting paid to play.
It's a wonderful question, and I'm never unaware of the great gift that this job is. Especially because it happens all the time,: I go out into the world and I meet young people or children, and they're so amazed that they’re meeting Loki. I'm obviously not Loki, but the response is so immediate and so emotional and so joyful. What a gift. It's the best job in the world. And I never dreamed back then that I would be part of something with such reach and for so long. It just is the most unlikely, surprising, delightful thing. And we—Wunmi and Gugu I've known for a long time. It is amazing to look and go, ‘Can you believe we're here, we're doing this?’ It is exciting too, because it feels right in some way and they're great actors. They are brilliant.
Do you get recognized as the character, or are people starting to recognize you for your other work?
Oh, it's always different. I went to a friend's birthday party the other day—a friend and his wife, both turning the same age. They got a taco stand. I went to get my taco and the guys were like, ‘Only Lovers Left Alive, man. Love that film.’ And I said, ‘Thank you very much. That's very kind.’ Some people say The Night Manager. Some people stop me in the street and go, ‘It's you! You're the dancer.’ And they're referring to some talk show, some bit of dancing I did on a talk show from like a thousand years ago, which really tickles me.
Speaking of dancing, I wanted to bring up your physicality. With the most recent season of Loki in particular and that time slip, did you have to have massages and stretch after? Because it seems like such a jarring movement.
It's jerky, yes. I had to put my body under a kind of relentless physical stress. But I think it pays off in the way it's presented. In terms of movement and physicality, it comes from my own admiration for other performers when I sense that there is a really, alive and visceral physicality in the performance. Some of people are great actors, very cerebral, very intelligent, but sometimes not always fully embodied. And I love the actors who are giving me a sense that the whole body is occupying whichever space that is. They could be on a horse, they could be driving a car, they could have just run in through the jungle. I don't know, it could be anything, but a real sense of physicality is always something I admire in other actors.
One of my favorite things in doing a little research about your work on this season was that you got to craft Loki’s last lin,e and it also maybe came from going on a run. Can you talk about that? Well, first on running, I love it and it is a big part of my life. And a big part of my creative life. Running outside, in space, in the world with only your own legs to carry you and your own breath to fuel you, I find incredibly freeing. And it's where I do some of my best thinking and dreaming and imagining. Things bubble up from inside you. So I often run at the beginning of a day, very early and with an awareness of what's coming, what the scenes of the day are. Sometimes things will bubble up. And maybe that's just extra oxygen in the brain, who knows? 
But to the point about that last line: one of the things I kept trying to guide our team back to was that the whole series, both seasons, was really about finding purpose, or re-finding, re-defining, re-discovering a sense of purpose. And I think a primal need in all of us, is that we need our lives to mean something. So I kept coming back to this line from The Avengers, ‘I am Loki of Asgard and I am burdened with glorious purpose.’ And we kept thinking, well, if Loki has a second chance, he gets to redefine his purpose or re-imagine it. I went for a run and was listening to some film scores, and it was a beautiful day. I was thinking about the journey of playing this character and where it started, and all the people that I have had the great good fortune to work with and become friends with—that completely unique kind of soul-sharing relationship where you make something together. And I remembered the end of the first Thor film, and how emotional that felt and. I just suddenly thought, that's what he should say—but it should mean something completely different. Loki's last line in Thor, directed by Kenneth Branagh, is, ‘I could have done it, Father. I could have done it for you, for all of us.��� And of course his effort to gain his father's pride has been misguided and ill thought-out. And then at the end of Loki season 2, 14 years later, he turns to Mobius and Sylvie and says, ‘I know what I want I know what kind of god I need to be. For you. For all of us.’ It felt very resonant somehow. I hope the audience picked up on that.
Are you able to just say goodbye when it's wrap time, or do you have any sort of meditative, formal way of saying goodbye to a project or a character?
That's such a good question. I think it's a very honest, immediate feeling of relief, which they say is the most intense human emotion. You'd think it was anger or grief or something, but actually relief is—the way relief kind of washes through you, and a sense of finality that some finish line has been crossed and there are no more miles to run. And for me anyway, huge amounts of energy have been stored inside myself which had been poured out over time—over maybe 20 weeks or however many months. 
I love that feeling of completeness. The great joy of what I do for a living is that it involves very intense, very close working with a team. And the pride that you can feel with your teammates, with your crew, with your cast—you just hang around and say goodbye, but it never really is goodbye. And there's just a sense of, like, “that'll do, pig,” you know? Yeah: that'll do, pig.
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REVIEWS OF THE WEEK!
EVERY WEEK I WILL POST VARIOUS REVIEWS I’VE WRITTEN SO FAR IN 2024. YOU CAN CHECK OUT MY GOODREADS FOR MORE UP-TO-DATE REVIEWS HERE.
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76. Legacy by Nora Roberts--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
There's truly something magical about reading a Nora Roberts novel--they're fun, sometimes simple, and a great way to pass the time. I'm starting to notice the formula to her romantic suspense novels, but you know what? I will devour them every time.
LEGACY was a good read with some sweet characters and a really creepy serial killer stalking women and hunting them. This is one thing I think Roberts is a little too good at--creating those creepy evil people stalking and threatening to kill the MC.
I loved the dogs in this and how everything came together at the end. I'm glad I was able to give this one a shot!
Will hopefully read more of her books in March!
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77. Love Me Today by A.L. Jackson--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
I started LOVE ME TODAY because I have found myself craving more romantic suspense and this one fed that craving pretty well. It had the romance, the smut, the mysterious murderer haunting one of the MCs, and the incredibly adorable kid. Also, the single parent trope? Yes, please.
LOVE ME TODAY wasn't anything mind blowing, but it was such a satisfying read. The FMC was someone who wore her heart on her sleeve and was so pure (not in a gross way, just in a "I will love you no matter what" way), that her personality on the page felt very wholesome. She was a great foil for the MMC, who was the epitome of dark, broody, and jaded.
While I did enjoy their romance and their interactions with the tiny human, I thought the nickname the MMC had for the FMC could have been...better, or at least not repeated as much LOL. The spicy scenes were sometimes cringe because of the repetitive use of the nickname.
Really, really enjoyed the murderer reveal. Also, now I want to read the next one in the series because it's another trope I love.
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78. Villain and the Geek by L.C. Davis--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
That ending and the fact that the next one doesn't have a release date yet? Ahhhhh!
These are short, emotional, smutty, and addicting books. I devoured the first series near the end of the year last year and was thrilled to see that this one was coming out so soon after I finished book 1 in the sequel series. I want more! I want to get some answers and I want to see Constantine spoil the hell out of Devon because he deserves that.
I'm not going to lie, I love the whole emotional aspect of this book. It's like a punch to the heart to see how Constantine treats Devon, knowing it's going to bite him in the ass.
I need more and I'm sad the next book is supposedly the final instalment in their story.
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79. The Book of Doors by Gareth Brown--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
Incredible. Absolutely incredible.
I don't know what I was expecting from THE BOOK OF DOORS, but it wasn't the twisty way everything connected. Or the way the characters were written and grew so much with the story. Brown absolutely killed it with this book and I definitely want to keep an eye out for his next books now.
THE BOOK OF DOORS is a book about magic, yes, but also about love, family, friendships, and grief--the power of letting go and how sometimes, even if we have the power to change things, it's sometimes best to leave things as they are because of their impact on us. Brown's book had so much more depth than I was expecting and I'm here still recovering from it all.
The amount of times I was left with my mouth open because of a revelation, or a turn in the storyline? Phew.
I highly recommend this one, even if the friend of the FMC was annoying LOL. She grew, too, as a character, but man I wanted to slap some sense into her LOL.
Definitely add this to your TBR! You may or may not want to cry a couple of times, too.
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80. Fangirl Down by Tessa Bailey--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
FANGIRL DOWN is the first book I've read by Tessa Bailey in a long time and I have to say, I'm both surprised and impressed! I think this is going to be the perfect summer read for anyone looking for a light, quick, and sexy summer read.
The dynamic between the two characters worked fantastically and their communication level was *chef's kiss*. I also appreciated the inclusion of a main character with diabetes. Although I don't have diabetes myself, it was great seeing that representation in a romance novel.
The FMC was a badass, even if she was sometimes stubborn to the point of it being a bit frustrating. I loved how she handled the people around her in her new famous role. I extra loved that any simple issues surrounding that world didn't become any main issues in the book. I liked that Bailey focused on the couple and their growths as people.
I know nothing about golf, so it was interesting reading about a romance that featured it--it was strangely refreshing that it wasn't another hockey, or football romance.
I do recommend this one, if not for the great characters, then for the smutty good times.
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81. Dead in the Family by Charlaine Harris--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
I'll admit that it took me a bit to get back into this universe with DEAD IN THE FAMILY. I think because a lot seemingly happened between the last book and this one. I'm sure there are short stories and novellas, but I didn't read them so jumping into this one was like jumping into a deep end I didn't even know was there.
But when I finally DID get back into this, I actually found myself really enjoying it. Sookie is growing super jaded as she gets older and I'm actually enjoying that because it's more realistic. There's a scene where a character comments that the Sookie from a year ago would drink something without a second thought and now she's all worried. I like this because Sookie has seem some Shit.
I also really liked this one because it dealt a lot with grief and familial connections. ALTHOUGH, this is also creepy af with some of the themes and one new character. That made me incredibly uncomfortable.
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Have you read any of these? What were your thoughts?
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Happy reading!
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cutting it soo close to the wire oopsie but i'm here!! 2023 is out, 2024 is in. also in: your december reading update? did you hit 50 books read? what are your 2024 reading goals, anything that suprised you about your 2023 reading other than falling in love with Dennis Cooper?
I read 12 books last month man it was a blur!!
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ok there's just too many for me to indulge in any rambling so I'm gonna try and keep things short n sweet
Nana Vol. 1-3 by Ai Yazawa - I was never really into manga growing up but this is like exactly the type of story and style I wanna wrap myself up in always!! so much fun!! the rumors are true, I love a roommate story!!! I read each one in a single sitting so I wanna pace myself thru the rest of the series so that I don't spoil + finish it all at once </3
Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury - honestly not as fantastical as I was expecting for some reason but it reminded me of Coraline which was fun! I could see Neil Gaiman getting inspo from this (edit: literally just looked it up and yes Gaiman indeed cites him as a direct influence yup yup)
Out of Time by Samira Azzam - something almost Steinbeck-like in these vignettes of everyday life in a very culturally-specific way that I really enjoy. really insightful introduction that mentioned how although most her stories didn't explicitly mention Palestine, they still were recognizable as a Palestinian existence + therefore shaped a sort of Palestinian consciousness for readers that were often blocked from accessing their own culture in academic settings
The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison - I can't believe it took me this long to read something by Toni Morrison / that I never read her in any English classes?? like she seems so foundational to the grand scheme of American literature.... ridiculous! so phenomenal and gripping and darker than I expected. not just an engrossing story but also a really intentional and haunting use of language that really sinks you into that world/shifting perspectives
Tasting the Sky: A Palestinian Childhood by Ibtisam Barakat - this is like the only Palestinian book my local library has (shameful!) so I checked it out on a whim and was so surprised at what an amazing memoir this is!!! touching and vibrant and left me so eager to read her follow-up memoir based around her teenage years. I feel like this is a great introduction to Palestinian literature in general bc while it does (obviously) tie in the history and reality of occupation, the amount of love & detail given to the everyday things - merely going to school or playing with her brothers - was so enlightening and relatable
Holidays on Ice by David Sedaris - the first/main story, SantaLand Diaries, is still one of my favorites - I love stories about odd jobs + boy does Sedaris have so many tales to tell about those!! reread this in one sitting before I sent it off to a friend who seems to find herself in a new odd job each year so I figured she'd resonate
Gaza in Crisis and On Palestine by Noam Chomsky & Ilan Pappé, edited by Frank Barat - 2 separate books but I'll talk about them together since they're companion pieces. surprisingly accessible, probably due to the format of essays mixed with interviews. On Palestine echoed a lot of the sentiments of Gaza in Crisis so I'd recommend On Palestine for a sort of "updated" version (and in my opinion, more thorough). a good stepping stone for some of the meatier/more history-dense books on my TBR
Like Water For Chocolate by Laura Esquivel - yknow the thing about recipe bloggers who will intersperse their super personal life story into the recipe? this is like a whole book of that it's kinda iconic... honestly a little juvenile and ridiculous at times but I had a fun + have made hot chocolate every single day since reading this which literally wasn't even one of the recipes included/the title itself comes from like 1 short part towards the end but still... Ms. Esquivel's impact... the movie adaptation was really well done too, captured the magical realism surprisingly well without making things look hokey + Man I just love food in film!!!
Good Sense & the Faithless by Michelle T. Clinton - beautiful sexy thoughtful angry hopeful healing.... I really love her and I'm glad I ended the year with this!!
YES I surpassed by goal which honestly did surprise me bc if you recall I sliced my 50 down to 36 a few months ago because 50 didn't seem feasible at the time, but I guess the lesson is to never underestimate winter reading!! still I'm playing it safe and declaring 40 as my 2024 goal... for now.... a few weeks ago I made a little reading syllabus for the year where each month is a different theme (except for january + august to give myself some time to get the wiggles/impulsive reads out ya know) and I mostly sourced from books I already own or books in my TBR so I'm really excited to have more structure to my reads + actually get through some of the books in my ever-growing TBR!! shameful and embarrassing that it's nearly at 1k books like GOD just READ them, woman!!! I think I'm also surprised at how many graphic novel collections I read (3!) which maybe shouldn't be that surprising bc I always have a good time with graphic novels but I think these particular reads opened the door to a buncha different authors and artists and literary circles which ofc I'm always grateful for! yay reading!!
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Fictional World Role Play: "For Whom The Memories Toll The Truth Will Be Revealed To Thee"
My friends and I had just come back from our trip in Maine (note: that part is true I've been away to Maine for 3 days from September 6 to the 8) after settling down coming home on September 8 I put away my souvenirs in my room then giving my babies Neko, Gambit, and Buneary lots of loving they're beside themselves surprise to see me back home the next day September 9, 2023 I decided to pay a visit to one of my master in Hell so I open the portal and went through it walking down the sidewalk when I see my Master Blitz getting kick out from the coffee shop Blitz: "Look lady, it's not MY fault if you only know how to make coffee that tastes like piss!"
I ran towards him and help him up me: "Are you okay Master Blitz?" Blitz: "Yeah I'm fine those schmucks don't know how to make a good coffee here" me: "If you want I could help you find a much better coffee shop from my world then here" Blitz: "Thanks but I'm good you can treat me to coffee some other time how about we take a scroll down the sidewalk while we chat?" me: "Sure I'm cool with that" we walk while we chat for a bit Blitz: "That sounded nice you went away to Maine for 3 days too bad I didn't tag along would've a great time there with you"
I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly laugh because I was with my friends if he did tag along it would've been a battle from there me: "Yeah I would've invite you I'll make it up to you another way just feels great to be back from 3 days in Maine" I'm that kind of person on both my B.F.F'S and my masters I always think of them not make them feel left out he place his hand on my shoulder and smile as I looked at him Blitz: "You were about to be apologetics weren't you?" me: "You read my mind didn't you? You know me too well" Blitz: "That's why you're my cute lucky rabbit always being generous and thinking of others" he noogie my head I laugh while he laugh playfully teasing me me: "Hey (giggle) quit it! you're messing my hair (laugh)" after I fixed my hair suddenly we both saw something coming down the sidewalk at full speed towards us it's Fizzarolli on roller skates blasting down with his 9 hell dogs of quieves on leashes when he saw us he becomes shocked, and hits the brakes on his skates, while Blitz stammers in fear Blitz: "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, WHOA! (covers his face)" I stood in front of Blitz protecting him from the impact only to be halted by the quieves sniffing me noticing this I kneel down at their levels petting them making them feel at ease me: "Nice quieves good sniffing I smell like my pets huh?" they were wagging their tails making noises while being all over me as they settle down the tension I felt when Blitz see his ex friend Fizzarolli begin to intensify
Fizzarolli: "Oh, wow. Lookee who it is?" he wasn't happy seeing Blitz but change expression when he saw me he flirty grin at me Fizzarolli: "Hey there Stacy (purrs)" me: "Hi Fizzarolli" Blitz: "Oh, fuck… You again…" Fizzarolli: "Stalkin' me now, huh?" Blitz: "Oh, don't fuckin' flatter yourself, clown. I have my own life, y'know, without YOU in it" Fizzarolli: "Uh huh, sure! Blitzo" Fizzarolli walk towards me seeing me interacting with his quieves Flzzarolli: "Looks like they took a liking to you" me: "I have a way with animals it's my passion" as I got up he ignore Blitz and started flirting with me Fizzarolli: "Ya know I'm in a mood on having some fun how about it?" he was behind me placing his hand under my chin gently moving his finger up and down making Blitz shock at seeing this me: "Fizzarolli wait I can't do it not here and not in front of your pets please" he grin and stare at Blitz and thought up of something to make Blitz's blood boil Fizzarolli: "How about we tell Blitzo on what we did together in the nudest pool?" I gasp while Blitz's eyes went wide remembering that time I told him about what Fizzarolli did to me (insert flash back from  “I Regret For The Sin I’m About To Commit”) Fizzarolli: "You should've seen it Blitzo how her body feels when I touch her my cock in her mouth as she drank every drop of my cum her cunt dripping sweet nectar as I stick my tongue in her fucking her ass and cunt in every position I gave her and she's an excellent kisser"
Blitz's hands clench into fists listening to every sexual detail Fizzarolli throws at him Fizzarolli: "As her heart belongs to me" he place his hand in my shirt and place it on my chest were my heart is I quiver at the sensation trying to stop him me: "That's enough please stop Fizzarolli" and caught me off guard kissing my lips having enough of this Blitz grab me and held me in a protective embrace continuing his conversation with Fizzarolli from earlier Blitz: "The "O" is silent now, bitch! And gee whiz, we've been in each other's relative vicinity TWICE, in the last FIFTEEN YEARS! That would make me, THE SHITTIEST STALKER IN HISTORY!" continuing their intensive anger rant Fizzarolli pets his quieves
Fizzarolli: "Twice… IS ALREADY WAY TOO MUCH" Fizzarolli shoves Blitz out of the way while staring at me flirty and walks off Blitz dusts himself off and glares at Fizz Blitz: "Yeah, well at least I'm still actually working for my shit. And not getting everything handed to me like some pampered attention whore!" feeling that it's best to leave I place my hand on Blitz's shoulder me: "Come on Master Blitz we should go" as we walked off Blitz has struck a nerve in Fizzarolli as he growls in anger he calms down when his albino quieve rubs against him and hands him a bone Fizzarolli moves the bone to show the leash, with gold lettering saying "From Ozzie with 💛" Fizzarolli: "Yeah, well… Guess that's what resilience and talent gets ya. (chuckles) Plus, my horns were always bigger than yours. Weren't they?" we stop midwalk as Blitz stands in anger I growl from hearing Fizzarolli's insults on my Master Blitz before Fizzarolli walks away, we both began charges at him
me: "FIZZAROLLI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and we started to get into a street fight a group of sinners hear the ruckus and watch in a circle cheering and shouting as we're beating the aboslute shit out on each other me: "Take it back Fizzarolli!!! (punch) I will not tolerate your insult on my Master Blitz anymore! (kick)" we kept on fighting for a while when out of nowhere a lasso caught all 3 and hauld us into the building slaming us against the wall I groan from the impact when I heard a familiar voice Crimson: "Hired! (laughs)" a drop of sweat went down my face when I see him I was panting quietly being trapped against the wall from Crimson, his mafia, and Stricker Striker: "Funny to run into ya again, "Blitzy!" Striker pulls out his knife and slides toward Fizzarolli, pointing it under the chin
Striker: "And with a famous friend…" Blitz: "Oh, fuck me" Fizzarolli: "For the record, we are not friends" Blitz turn to see me shaking in fear panting when Crimson saw me his grin grew more sinister and stood in front of me Crimson: "Long time no see Stacy" I clench my fist staying quiet Crimson: "I wasn't expecting that you show your pretty face here to me again I still remember the punch you gave me my cheek is sore from that some left hook you got there"
I stare at him still staying quiet as he continues Crimson: "What was the last thing you said to me? Oh yeah "you will never cage this coniglia bitch" Fizzarolli watch me as I'm continuing clenching my fist Crimson: "Looks like my coniglia is cage to me because she's right here in front of me (darkly laugh)" Blitz: "Hey Stacy what's wrong?" me: "………" Crimson: "My cheek is still sore how are you going to make up for it?" I slowly walk on all 4 and went to Crimson slowly Blitz: "Stacy what's gotten into you?" me: "I'm sorry Master Blitz I never thought I'd be seeing him again" as I crawled away Blitz mind began to put the pieces together hearing voices of Moxxie and Millie echoing from 6 months ago and then it hit him
Blitz speaking in thought: "Oh shit you fucked Moxxie's dad!" I'm in front of Crimson as I lean against his cheek placing a gentle kiss on it he smile evilly looking at me me: "You wanted more then just a peck on the cheek don't you?" he quietly smile more sinister as he place his hand on my cheek and lean in deepen the kiss moaning as his tongue wrapping around mine his other hand going under my shirt gropping my breasts under my bra string after string of saliva drips from our mouths Blitz looked on in shock while Fizzarolli blush from this
Fizzarolli: "She's turning me on so hard" Blitz: "You had to get a boner at a time like this!" Crimson: "Alright boys we got preparation to set up get these 2 tied up as for her" he place his finger under my chin to make me looked at him Crimson: "She stays with me (evilly chuckle)" my eyes quivering as he had me where he wanted meanwhile Asmodeus had a meeting with Stolas when he got a hellphone call from Fizzarolli only to be a ransom message from Crimson as the message continue he sees Fizzarolli getting tied up and mouth taped by Stricker seeing Fizzarolli scare and tied up enrages Asmodeus then at the part of "And, oh yes, I know. The weakest and most non-threatening of the Sins. The king who will do whatever it takes to save the worst-kept secret in all of Hell" as Crimson continue on when they'll have a meet-up with one of his lawyer and at what time he started to end the message
Crimson: "Hueheheheheheheh! Now, cut" but not before the desk suddenly was split in two scaring the shit out of Crimson, Fizzarolli, and Stricker Crimson: "WHAT THE….!!!!" the filming on the hellphone went to me using my copycat jutsu summoning vectors Asmodeus and Stolas react in shock that I'm in it Asmodeus: "Rare Gem!" Stolas: "Stacy?! what is she doing there?" Alessio grab both my hands putting them behind my back and making me sit down on both knees me: "TAKE IT BACK CRIMSON!!!!!! Master Asmodeus is not the weakest sin he's more then that and you shouldn't underestimate him how dare you insulting The King Of Lust like that!" Asmodeus was moved of hearing me standing up to Crimson while Stolas was astonished of my defense Crimson walk towards me with one knee and ask Crimson: "So Asmodeus is your master huh?" me: "Yes"
Crimson: "And you're standing up for his reptuation and title hmmm?" me: "That I am" Crimson: "You hurt me and you know what happen when someone cross me" me: "Yes I'm aware of that" Crimson: "What should I do to make you obedient?" he grab my neck choking me leaving Fizzarolli and Stricker more shock at Crimson's work me: "(anime grunt noise)" he squeeze my neck tighter as I struggle when there was a noise from the sinner filming this the sound of the unzipped pants made Crimson turn to look while letting go of my neck I'm coughing and breathing he see the sinner that's filming the message with his pants down about to masturbate Crimson: "I SAID CUT IT, YA FUCKIN' MORON!" the message end with the hellphone falls back on the table the whole room shakes and Asmodeus ignites in rage Stolas backs away as Asmodeus roars, making the whole room glow with a beam of fire somewhere inside the building I'm naked except my socks I'm tied up by the rope from both my hands while hanging my mouth taped and blindfolded I wiggle around trying to find a way out while Crimson grin twisted walking around me Crimson: "You hurt my feelings I thought we had something special after 6 months ago I couldn't stop thinking about you"
I muffle trying to tell him as he continues Crimson: "I'll give you punishment for that rebel act you put out on the ransom message" I struggle the sound of the rope keeping my hands disable Crimson: "Let's see what should I do to make you obedient" Alessio gave him a case open it and it show a japanese Deba Knife he pick it up and playfully with his fingers walk towards me Crimson: "This will do perfectly endure on what I'm about to do to you Stacy" I muffle as he darkly chuckle and began slashing my body me: "(screaming) MMNNNNFFFPPPHHHHHHH!!!!!"
he continue every slash he inflicted at me hitting my back to my legs my arms and my stomach every part of my body I continue screaming muffle he stop for a moment and place the knife down marvel at his work seeing the blood from the slash on my body he sniff the blood and got arouse from the smell Crimson: "I can't take it I must have more of you!!" he took off his pants and underwear he lift my slash leg over his shoulder and thrash his cock inside while licking the blood on my neck me: "(muffling)"
Crimson: "Oh fuck! your blood so exotic I miss this sensation your cunt so warm inside my cock enjoying every second of this!" he kept on going until he came then craving more of me he bite down on my left shoulder tearing a chunk of flesh off I scream in pain feeling part of my shoulder ripped off Crimson: "Deliziosa not only your blood taste so sweet your flesh taste even sweeter" he took the blindfold off of me as I see the inside of my shoulder almost seeing my bone there me: "MMMMNNNNNNNFFFFFFFFF!!!!!!" he laugh evilly seeing my reaction and pick back up the knife and playfully on my neck making its way down to my chest
Crimson: "Your heart must be fragile how would it feel to have more scares on it?" I muffle as he grin evilly enjoying this Crimson: "Let's find out shall we?" his laugh almost sound like my Master Zim as the blade went further into my chest more blood gushing out from the knife nearly hitting my heart my eyes almost started to teared up as I close them tightly me: "(screaming loudly while muffling)" his knife was at my heart only to be interrupted by Stricker Stricker: "Sorry to bother you sir but everything is all set and waiting for your next plan" Crimson: "Aw I was just having fun with my coniglia" he pull the knife out with blood cover on it licking it enjoying the sweet taste while ordering Alessio to untie me I'm on the floor with lashes all over me a giant tear wound on my shoulder and the gash open my chest Crimson pull out a handkerchief and took the tape off my mouth wiping the tears off my eyes sinister smile at me me: "I swear it wasn't intentional I just don't like your insult on my Master Asmodeus I'm not crossing the line with you"
he kneel down in front of me placing his hand on my lash cheek he enjoy seeing me like this vulnerable and exposed he lean into my ear his voice lace in lust and manipulation I shiver feeling his hot breath Crimson: "I know you are but this is a reminder of who you belong to now be a good coniglia and don't give me anymore hard times okay Stacy?" me: "Yes Master Crimson" he grin hearing that I call him master while he pat my head gently I gasp quietly Crimson: "Good girl that aroma from your blood brings back memories how Millie slit your hand that smell was so tempting I crave to have you only to restrain myself when getting interrupted by my maid I'm surprise that Blitz and Moxxie didn't go crazy smelling your blood must be distracted from all that shit with Chaz and all" he held me in an embrace evilly nuzzling my neck licking the spill blood coming down me: "Mo io yamete"
Crimson: "To finish this punishment you'll stay in your bra and panty you can have your sneakers back" Alessio handed me my bra panty and sneakers back after putting them on he had my hands handcuffed behind my back with a pink fluffy kinky handcuffs Crimson: "Take her to the cage with the other imps Stricker and I'll be right with you" he put his underwear and pants back on and watch as I'm being taken away Crimson: "Oh Stacy" Stricker stop me as I turn around to listen Crimson: "Will continue more of this later don't stop thinking about me (evil chuckle)" I nodded as we left Stricker escorting me back to the cage that's hanging from the forklift as we hear Blitz and Fizzarolli arguing Stricker punch the door to shut them up while using the key to open it and throw me in closing the door and continue Striker: "WOULD YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY?! Bicker like a couple of teen skanks…" he steps down onto some boxes, then leans towards their cage Striker: "As far as I'm concerned, you two are BOTH embarrassments to our kind for meddlin' with blue-bloods to begin with. sighs But at least loud-mouth here has the sense to only fuck his rich bitch, instead of bein' a little purse dog" Blitz: "Oh, great. The fuckin' supremacist is on my side, wonderful" Fizzarolli: "Neither of you filth bags know what you're even talkin' about. If you think you're superior to ANYONE, then you're no better than any royal…"
Striker grows agitated at Fizzarolli's words before he can continue, he grabs Fizz by the neck to stop him from talking Striker: "DON'T. You. Dare… Finish that sentence, clown…" the cage moved around as I grunt hitting my body at the bars Crimson hearing this looked up and shout at Stricker Crimson: "HEY! Hick-for-hire! I said watch 'em, not fuck 'em. Keep ya hands off the merchandise!" I struggle getting up and see Crimson grinning menacingly Crimson: "Especially my special merchandise"
I gasp quietly as we made eye contact Striker frowns at Fizzarolli one more time, squeezing his neck before jumping off the cage Fizzarolli: "Eaugh! Ever heard of mouthwash?! FUCK FAAAACCCE!" as Crimson and Stricker walked off Blitz and Fizzarolli were shock seeing me cover in lashes and blood all over my body and a huge gash on my shoulder and chest Blitz: "Oh fuck! Crimson lashes the shit out of you! are you in pain anywhere?" me: "No I'm fine just a lot of blood spilling out" Fizzarolli: "So you had sex with Crimson huh?" I looked away blushing Fizzarolli: "Do you have feelings for him in an evil sexual way?" I nodded and answer honestly me: "Yes" Blitz: "(groan) Let's talk about this later right now we need to find a way to get the fuck out of here" we began to looked around as Fizzarolli struggles to escape his imprisonment, while Blitz just watches it all happen
Blitz: "Ya know? You're really bad at this" Fizzarolli grunts, and falls down again Fizzarolli: "Hmmm, ya know? Last time I checked, I was a FUCkING JESTER, NOT an escape arti…" Fizz's struggling gets him zapped due to rubbing his arms together in his wrap he shoots up, his head slams the cage, leaving an indent, and he falls back down Fizzarolli: "(sniffles) I just wanna go home…" Blitz: "Hmm… You want me to get you out?" Fizzarolli: "(whimpering) Y-y-yes…" he smiles as he stands up, raising his foot to extract a knife from under his shoe Fizzarolli: "(angered) You had a knife this whole time?!"
Blitz cuts the ropes off himself, then grabs Fizzarolli by the shoulder, startling him, with the knife pointed in his direction Fizz whimpers, thinking he's going to stab him, but Blitz actually cuts the tape off him, freeing his arms he gave him the knife Fizzarolli use the knife and pickpocket the handcuffs off me while Blitz ripped off part of his coat and use it to wrap it around my shoulder Blitz: "Do you feel dizzy or anything?" me: "No I should be ok but I'm going to use my powers little at a time without draining myself from it judging by the lashes all over my body and the two wounds I'm going to say I'll have to use my gift 3 times" Fizzarolli: "So you can't regenerate your wounds?" me: "No my body has it limit" Blitz: "Let's see how to get out of this cage"
from below, Blitz observes his surroundings an imp on a forklift, goons playing on a pool table, a muscular imp stacking a card tower, and a few more demons lounging from there, he spots the cage's remote control Blitz: "Ahhh, bingo!" Fizzarolli: "So what now, genius?" Blitz: "(points down) See that remote?" me: "(nodded) Mm-hmm" Fizzarolli: "I mean, I could stretch down there…" Blitz: "No, no… I have a better idea" he shakes the cage, causing some boxes to fall the cage moving side to side I fumble and hold on to Fizzarolli blushing from hanging on to him the boxes creates a domino effect, as the boxes collapse nearby a few demons, throwing his beer mug in the air as the muscular imp finishes his card tower, the rest of the demons cheer, but the moment is quickly ruined as the beer mug knocks it all down causing the muscular imp, in a fit of rage, to pull out a gun and shoot nearly everywhere and everyone as the gunfire continues, the imp on the forklift gets shot, causing the truck to spin out of control, knocking everything in its way the forklift knocks him in the air in slow motion with a few pool balls in motion, while me, Fizzarolli, and Blitz are observing the whole situation, while Blitz enjoying popcorn amidst the explosion, the white cue ball lands on the scaffolding and rolls closer to the far end of the warehouse Blitz, with a drink, shifts Fizzarolli's head to see where this goes, as I follow seeing the cue ball making a stop, right above the remote as it falls over, it hits the "DOWN" button—but nothing seems to happen
Fizzarolli: "Well… That didn't w…" At the last second, the cage containing me, Blitz, and Fizzarolli immediately drops down and collapses as the smoke subsides, Fizzarolli coughs while Blitz dusts himself off while smirking, knowing his plan to free ourselves had worked Fizzarolli just flips him off and I'm groaning while getting up Fizzarolli: "Show off…" I turn to look and see a large group coming me: "Uh guys"
suddenly, Crimson and his goons come in upon hearing the commotion Crimson lifts up a cucumber slice to see me, Blitz, and Fizzarolli have freed themselves and caused a mess in the process me: "(quietly) Shit!" Crimson: "THE FUCK?! GET THEM!" one of the goons fire a net gun at Fizzarolli, but Blitz pushes him out of the way while I dodge from the net he grabs his hand to escape from the rapid gunfire Blitz spots a couple of Tantō, Sai daggers nearby a gun pass the Tantō, Sai daggers to me and takes cover from behind the table while fires back as Fizzarolli makes a run for it, two of the goons push down some boxes to prevent him from escaping, causing him to run back where he came from as a bigger demon approaches him, he throws a juggling stick, and blowing an airhorn but he still gets caught, then throws a banana peel, but no one slips on it Fizzarolli: "Augh, this usually works! (struggling to break free) Goddammit!"
I jump on the goon and attack it with the Tantō, Sai daggers stabbing it from the jugular freeing Fizzarolli from it's grasp one of the Mafia Imps approach him, about to hit him with a cane Fizzarolli: "FUCK!" before he can get hit, Fizzarolli manages to slip away, as the bigger demon gets hit instead Fizzarolli then bumps back to Blitz landing his face on Blitz's ass Blitz: "What the fuck, Fizz?! How is someone this flexible, this useless in combat?!" we kept on continuing attacking and dodging bullets Blitz dodges every one of the mafia's attacks with Fizzarolli beneath him and I'm kicking the goons damaging their mouths Fizzarolli: "I'm a performer! I sing, I dance, I promote products that I don't actually use… I don't do danger!" With a few of the demons out for the count, me, Blitz, and Fizzarolli make a run for it finding a place to hide
Blitz: "Well good to know you're still a wimpy circus puss" we climb up a ladder while Blitz quickly shoots a mafia member aiming for us me: "We should lay low from these shelves and come up a plan to escape the building" I see the tension again with Blitz and Fizzarolli Fizzarolli: "(growls) I'd give you a comeback, but that'd imply I give a shit what you think" Fizz turns away from Blitz on the ladder and nearly falls over before I grab the ladder pulling it up saving him from the fall Blitz: "You always cared what I thought!" Fizzarolli: "(chuckles) After what you did to me?" Blitz: "I didn't do anything! It was an accident!" Fizzarolli: "AN ACCIDENT?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" he looked at me and went from behind me while Blitz react about to move but was too late to stop him
me: "What are you doing Fizzarolli?!" Fizzarolli: "It's time you see the truth on what really happen!" he cover my eyes with his hand while the other place on the gash wound on my chest of my heart I began to see his memories projecting from his robotic hand I see his flashback showing a younger Fizzarolli on a circus ball, while balancing spinning plates on sticks Fizzarolli: "You always had it out for me, because people liked me better!" there I see a younger Blitz looks from the side of the tent with jealousy then in the next flashback I see Blitz and Fizzarolli as teenagers, where Cash Buckzo hands teen Fizzarolli a birthday card, with the front reading, "Wish you were my son" I'm sadden seeing Blitz left out and hurt
Fizzarolli: "You wanted me gone, because you were jealous! Just wanting the spotlight!" Teen Fizzarolli looks over to Blitz with a smile as he waves to him, but teen Blitz glares at him with envy and hatred as he turns his back on him with the curtains flapping at his wake suddenly, the curtains ignite with green fire Fizzarolli: "I looked up to you, I thought you were my best friend…" The fire spreads quickly as the other circus performers including Cash Buckzo scream and run for the nearest exits while Teen Fizzarolli is knocked to the ground and quickly scrambles away to escape from the advancing fire Fizzarolli: "YOU RUINED MY LIFE!" and that brief moment of a box full of fireworks mislabeled "FIYAWOIKS" and Teen Fizzarolli opening a flap in hopes of a way to escape from the burning tent, but he's instead met with the fireworks with no time to react, the fireworks explode before Fizzarolli's eyes and the whole circus burst into flames with his clown nose flying
Fizzarolli: "And then you just left me…" I then see a mangled and nearly lifeless Fizzarolli dragging his bloody body desperately towards Teen Blitz who was standing in front of him with his right hand covering the right side of his face after the explosion Fizzarolli: "I lost so much because of you" his broken horns disintegrating and chipping off, Fizzarolli's eye watering with pain and desperation as a silhouette of Teen Blitz in his pupil turns his back on Fizzarolli Fizzarolli: "And you selfish piece of shit…" Teen Fizzarolli stretches his hand out desperately for help from his brother-in-arms while the flesh melts off his still burning and bleeding arm, showing his bones and through Fizzarolli's eyes he watches Blitz run the opposite direction away from Fizzarolli towards another blazing tent while Fizzarolli slowly closed his eyes his hand gripping my gash wound tighter hurting me the memory ended he let's me go as I'm one knee at this pain I turn and looked at Fizzarolli me: "This can't all be true I'm sure there's a reason why Blitz run off instead of helping you there must be more to this!"
Fizzarolli: "YOU DIDN'T EVEN CARE!" then Blitz suddenly breaks down started to tear up Blitz: "I DID CARE!" we were both taken aback at Blitz's revelation as he continue Blitz: "It WAS an accident! IT WAS!" suddenly one of Crimson's henchmen climbs up from a nearby aisle with his gun pointed at our direction, Fizzarolli reacts quickly and grabs Blitz as his robotic limbs extended to avoid the numerous bullets the henchman was shooting at us while I attack the henchmen with the Tantō, Sai daggers injuring him I follow pursuit while Fizzarolli swings himself and Blitz under one of the shelves I caught up with them just as another henchman crawled up next to his comrade Blitz: "Ok, you're right, it was all my fault, ok?"
as we all lay low taking a breath while taking cover behind some boxes I listen to Blitz as his voice full of pain and sadness continue on with his apology Blitz: "I… I should've done more to help, I was… I was TRYING" I was sad seeing him like this Fizzarolli slowly grows less agitated as he listens on to Blitz's explanations Blitz: "There was so much going on… I was trying to get help, Fizz! I just…" I place my hand on his shoulder he looked at me as I softly smile nodding to let him know it's ok he calm down looks down with sorrowful sigh Blitz: "It was still my fault…" me: "Master Blitz…" Fizzarolli still gives him a look of disapproval Fizzarolli: "Glad you could admit it. Want a medal?" I looked at Fizzarolli trying my best not to get mad
me: "He's starting to tell us what really happen from his side of the story the least you can do is listen to him before jumping to conclusion" I place my hand out to Fizzarolli he looked at my hand and back at me me: "I can show you his memories by linking my hand with yours it's time you see his point of view" he was hesitant at first so I ask nicely me: "Please Fizzarolli it's time we put all of the grudge and hatred aside and see the truth together" he accepted and place his hand with mine as Blitz put his hand in my other hand my eyes glow as a projection began to play out Fizzarolli can see in Blitz's memories what really happen on that day Blitz: "Look, I'm sorry, Fizz…" the memory shows him turned away from brother-in-arms and gazed down at a letter with a rose in his hand which was meant for Fizzarolli, marching off with angry tears as Blitz shoves aside an imp with a birthday cake, causing him to drop the cake and set aflame to the circus tents Blitz: "I am so sorry you got so hurt…"
Fizzarolli was shock seeing his memories as it continue showing teen Blitz throws the letter along with the rose to the ground aggressively while the imp that was holding the cake attempts to put out the flames as the trio of purple, green and pink hellhorses chilling on the other side, before the fire startles the green one, causing it to shriek and making the other spooked horses flee Blitz: "I'm sorry for what you lost, and I… I know I can never make it right" there was chaotic mayhem with imps running and screaming for safety as Blitz looks around in a state of shock in front of the SAME tent that Fizzarolli was in that the fireworks exploded the impact causes him several burning scars, covering his right eye Blitz: "But you have no idea what I lost in that fire…" when directing his fellow circus performers, Blitz turns over to one specific tent that was entirely engulfed in flames, he shows pure fear on his face as he rushes over to the tent on the ground a photo of him and Barbie Wire hugging their mother as the fire burns up the photo Fizzarolli quickly remove his hand from mine panting heavily from seeing that as my eyes were back to normal from his memory ended I finally understood from both their perspective realizing at Blitz's feelings and the shock of Blitz's mom death
me: "Holy shit you had a crush on Fizzarolli he's more then a friend it's more then that" Blitz let go of my hand and looked at Fizzarolli Blitz: " I mean it's… it's all my fault. I'd hate me too. (shedding a tear)" I lean my head against his cheek letting him know that I understand now about everything Fizzarolli looks up at Blitz with a sorrowful expression, but Blitz quickly wipes away the tear before Fizz can acknowledge it me: "I understand now from both your memories I'm so sorry for both of you" they were both surprise especially Fizzarolli hearing how sorry I am for them from the pain and loss they been through Blitz: "I mean, I do hate— SHIIIIIIIIIIT!" A goon appears out of nowhere and holds Blitz in a headlock with a smug grin but it's short-lived as Blitz pulls the gun under his captor's chin and blow off his head with Fizzarolli witnessing it happen as we started making a run for it scampered through the shelf hurriedly Fizzarolli: "So, why didn't you try to tell me any of this? Or come see me? Even once would've been fine!" Blitz: "I tried… You were all I had left, Fizz. But they told me you didn't want to see me"
Fizzarolli: "I never told them that!" Blitz: "Bullshit… You didn't?" Fizzarolli: "No! And no one told me you came!" after looking back at their memories I thought of something me: "Hey you don't think that…" they both thought about it and they both share a look of realization Blitz & Fizzarolli: "Oooohhh…" Blitz: "(panicked) WAAAOOOHHH, CHRIST ON A STICK!" a goon climbs up the ladder and attempts to attack us Blitz uses his gun to blow up the goon's head were all looking down the ladder staring at the dead demon on the floor below us Fizzarolli: "TRYING TO HAVE A FUCKIN' EMOTIONAL MOMENT, HERE!" we began to jump from shelve to shelve dodging and attacking Crimson's goons Fizzarolli throws a goon far, and he was back-to-back with Blitz as more of Crimson's goons were running at us Fizzarolli: "Look! Misunderstanding or no, it's hard to just forgive you" me: "I get it it's going to take time for you to accept Blitz's apology now that you seen and understand what you both been through this takes a while" Fizzarolli grabs Blitz and pulls him closer to the goons as Blitz kills them while I blind the other goons slashing their eyes out Fizzarolli: "It's been fifteen years and… That's so much time… But!" Fizzarolli continues to fling Blitz around as Blitz continues shooting goons Fizzarolli: "I guess you didn't really ruin my life" Blitz: "What, you're telling me getting blown up didn't ruin your life?" Fizzarolli: "It was painful… (hits a goon with Blitz) and challenging, and y'know (puts Blitz down) FUCK YOU STILL, BUT… It's not like I'm broken and I now have someone who understands me and…" Fizzarolli: "HYAH, HYAH, FUCK YOU!"
I throw both the Tantō, Sai dagger at the goon hitting it's throat while blood gurgling from the mouth and falls on the floor Fizzarolli and Blitz fight more goons before we made our landing to the ground while Blitz put away his 2 hand guns Fizzarolli: "My life has actually been pretty great" Blitz: "Yeah, that's lovely you got a good thing going with that horny rooster fucker, don't ya?" Fizzarolli: "Oh yeah, it's been… (blushes) Fantastic… (flustered) UH, CUZ YOU KNOW, IT'S A GREAT GIG! And, hehe, and he's got the BIGGEST COCK! You know? LIKE (stretches arms to form shape of testicles) MASSIVE! I mean imagine, like (stretches arms to sides) THE BIGGEST! JUST A (makes arms into circle) GIANT, HUGE, LIKE A KAIJU! But it's a cock, ya know what I mean? LIKE A BIG MONSTER! It's BIG, (motions handjob with hands) it's HUGE…"
my face went red as Blitz smile seeing my reaction I been with Asmodeus before and I seen how big his cock is I compose myself and try to politely stop Fizzarolli me: "(ahem clears throat)" Blitz: "Yeah yeah yeah, I get it, I get it! (puts hand on his shoulder) I'm happy for ya, Fizz" I blushfully smile and admit to Fizzarolli me: "And I'm happy for you too Fizzarolli" he smile hearing this while Blitz's hand on his shoulder and smiles at him when I sense something and look until I see Crimson and his goons start to slowly corner us me and Blitz stand in front of Fizzarolli protecting him he was surprise seeing me with my arms in a protection stance he blush seeing my expression while Striker pushes the goons aside and walks forward Crimson: "If ya wanna prove yourself, cowboy, here's your chance!" Striker grins and walks towards us
Striker: "You been a pain in my ass long enough, Blitz" Striker's eyes glows menacingly I growl at him and the goons Striker: "NOW, I'm gon' break you like a FUCKIN' HORSE!" he grabs his rope and pulls it Fizzarolli looks concerned as I spread my legs in defense stance not letting them come closer at Fizzarolli Blitz: "Ohhhh, don't you dare talk sexy to ME" Fizzarolli: "You're still on the horse thing?!" Striker laughs as he, Crimson, and the goons corner us more Crimson stare at me evilly as I made a quiet anime noise Fizzarolli see this and Blitz saw this too then Blitz had come up with a plan
Blitz: "Fizz! Remember how you used to distract my dad so I could steal his booze?" Fizzarolli: "I mean, yeah? Why?" Blitz: "Yeah well, I need to get up to that window there to bust us out" he points at the window as Striker continues to uncannily and slowly corner us Fizzarolli looked at me and ask Fizzarolli: "Care to help me with this gig?" he lend his robotic hand out as I blush me: "I'm ready whenever you are dance partner" I place my hand in his as they intertwined me: "Neh?" he got excited at the sensation in my hand and the tone of my voice Fizzarolli: "Ohohooo! One distraction, comin' up!" we made everyone besides Blitz look at him as he began to sing his song "Look At This" he gets up and is in between three goons, looking at both of them with his arms around them both at the next line, Fizzarolli grabs onto Crimson we both dance around him he goes somewhere else and grabs onto it with his flexible arms he climbs on top of it slides on the floor in front of the goons, Striker, and Crimson he climbs on the boxes, which in this case is his one of many "stages" Blitz climbs on a box and throws small things of trash like banana peels and candy wrappers, which is being used as confetti, over Fizzarolli then he grab Blitz and started to dance on top of the boxes doing their circus moves then Fizzarolli had Blitz in a dip the way they stare at each other I can feel their lust and crush on each other only for Fizzarolli to take out Blitz's keychain pushing him aside showing the golden unicorn figurine on it Blitz then sneaks around as Fizzarolli gets out a treasure map as I'm doing flips and moves he saw Blitz and stretches to above the mob and turns the heads of two of them in the direction opposite of Blitz Fizzarolli then gets out from the boxes a funny looking hat and puts it on his head he takes the hat off and twirls while in the background Blitz scoots across Striker begins to turn his head but Fizzarolli stretches his hand out to him and turns him back to him Fizzarolli rolls down a projector screen that first shows an Illuminati sign, then an add for Bitcoin a computer screen with his silhouette then passes as Fizzarolli then does the Squidward interpretive dance he stretches towards one of the mafia members and gives him a gold coin, making his eyes sparkle he leaps in between the members before landing in between Striker and Crimson gives Striker and crimson two gold coins Striker looks at his blankly whilst Crimson bites into his then stretches up to see Blitz create a tower of cardboard boxes to the window Fizzarolli leaps to the mafia gang's left and holds up the Necronomicon Fizzarolli uses his limbs to constrict the whole gang like a snake he stretches into Crimson's face, random colors appear in Fizzarolli's eyes before going into Crimson's I lean against his cheek purring seductively he blush while smiling as Fizzarolli see me flirting with Crimson he releases the mafia gang, whilst making them spin rapidly in place then grab me as we dance hand in hand doing kickass moves Fizzarolli holds a flashlight up to his face making rabid sounds, as his shadow becomes a massive beast making unintelligible growling noise he sits on a pile of boxes while still holding the flashlight while I'm posing on top of Fizzarolli he shouted for Blitz as we leaps atop of a massive case study and looks to Blitz who is trying to open the window with a blowtorch
Fizzarolli: "BLITZO, HURRY THE FUCK UP!" as we continue our moves Fizzarolli ask Blitz in his singing tune Fizzarolli: "🎶 I don't know how long we can do thiiiis! 🎶" Blitz: "I'm gonna need another sixty seconds!" me: "(quietly) DAMN IT!" Fizzarolli: "AW, FUCK!" we both stand up as the goons look up to us Fizzarolli: "🎵 Okay, the thing I'm trying to say, I will say if you look this waaaaaayyy… 🎵" he points them all to a large corner of boxes there I began using my first gift projecting an illusion of an Umbrella U.S.S. Squad Soldier getting devour by a group of rats
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the goons looked on disturb Stricker place his hand under his chin while Crimson scratch his head at this
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Fizzarolli grows anxious, his armpits sweating, and wiping his forehead with a string of hankies as he thinks of something Fizzarolli: "Uh, y-ya know, it's-it's uh… Just as-a Nonna (Grandma) Fizzarolli used to say…" everyone looked back at us as the illusion wore off I began using my second magic turning my arms and legs into elegant rabbit parts then I summon rabbit ears and a tail while Fizzarolli leaps down, grabbing a wig and fluffy boa as he proceeds to sing in crude Italian Crimson, being a mob boss and therefore fluent in Italian, is disgusted by what Fizzarolli is saying the reptilian goon becomes lovestruck over Fizzarolli singing in Italian as I'm doing sexy moves the goons cheer and wolf whistle Crimson looked on as I'm making my way down Fizzarolli walks passed Crimson and Striker the former has his hands up and does a "are you kidding" gesture as he looks to Striker, who is equally as confused I did poses while showing my expression like for example being shy the goons aww at how cute I'm doing Fizzarolli stretches his arms and pulls Crimson in as he puts his boa around Crimson's neck Blitz tries to break the window with the blowtorch, but he drops it and it falls to the ground Fizzarolli sheds his wig as he sings atop a pile of boxes, some of the mafia goons (including Alessio, who has a tear in his eye while still unfazed) cry at his Italian, clearly not knowing what they mean as I lean towards Crimson asking if he would like to dance he nodded as we both dance around me: "Like my year of the rabbit look Master Crimson?"
Crimson: "Mmmm I'm liking what I'm seeing" we twirl around continuing our dance me: "I hope this will make up for my rebel act" I place my hand into his coat pocket and made bills of dollars silver and gold coins fill up he looked and grin sinister Crimson: "If you keep this up we'll have our fun in a lustful sexual way as your reward" I lean my body against him kneeing in-between his legs making his cock erect Crimson: "(purrs) good coniglia make me feel more arouse by your touch" I place my elegant rabbit paw on his face and deep kiss him while he's distracted I see the japanese Deba Knife sticking out from his back pants pocket I turn my other hand back to normal and prick my finger on it as I'm continuing kissing him I held his hand and written on it protect 守る in japanese a string of salvia left from our mouths as I slowly backed away staring at Crimson while he's entertained of my moves I'm showing for him meanwhile Blitz looks to a box across from him labeled dynamite and grabs a stick he smirks as he shoves the dynamite into the window at the same time, Fizzarolli gets out a cake and shoves his face into it then he stretches up to Striker with a bouquet of flowers that spray at him, while earth pigeons fly out of his sleeve he grows more and more upset, as he grabs Striker by the collar and holds his hands on his head as Blitz walks the columns above him carrying a push trigger Fizzarolli juggles while balancing plates atop of sticks he stretches up to them revealing smudged makeup, making everyone back away Fizzarolli cries as he is atop a stack of boxes Blitz throws a stick of dynamite at Fizzarolli, which not only he notices, but the mafia goons who look up to Blitz, who flips them off, causing them to draw their guns the gang fire at Blitz he dodge the bullets when suddenly the column beam to the ceiling starting to break away he saw a ceiling lamp and jump off the falling column beam hanging on to the ceiling lamp which Fizzarolli notices he winds up his left arm into a spring before punching Striker in the face Blitz pushes down the trigger, and the window explodes into a massive escapable hole then Fizzarolli slither his robotic arm wrapping it around me to be on his back and started stretches up, allowing Blitz to leap onto his back Fizzarolli leans back, and slingshots forward into the hole with me and Blitz riding on his back, with the mafia gang watching Fizzarolli and Blitz flip everyone else off as we head out as that happens, the whole building starts caving in Striker stands there wide-eyed in shock, one of the goons puts his hat to his chest, and Alessio puts his hand in front of a visibly confused yet surprised Crimson only for Crimson to see his hand glow he looked at his hand as the syllable 守る protect began to take effect as the magic started to shield him he grin darkly
Crimson: "You cunning lucky coniglia" he close his eyes letting the magic protect him as the entire warehouse collapses on top of them all, and catches fire outside, Fizzarolli, Blitz, and me run free, laughing I'm rabbit jumping side to side of the pile of dump running along side with Fizzarolli laughing as Blitz smile seeing us running together I see Blitz and ran alongside with him we both stop, panting the last of my magic is done as my legs and arm started to go back to normal while the rabbit ears and tail disappear Fizzarolli: "You know, you're actually pretty good at this action-hero bullshit!" Blitz: "And you two really know how to put on a show! (Gasping) Which is almost as impressive as the thing you said I was good at!" Fizzarolli: "And your moves on the goons were really something especially how you were all over Crimson you really have the hot spots for him huh Stacy?" making me fluster Blitz snicker at my reaction as I shout in japanese me: "Mo io yamete kure!" Fizzarolli laughs, then stops when we both find a broken truck they both give each other a smirk Blitz breaks the window as we both head over to the truck and jury rig it Blitz climbs over the front of the car falls on his face I help him up and he opens the door for Fizzarolli Blitz: "I guess, royal jesters first?"
Fizzarolli bites his lip a little while looking away and somewhat covering his mouth before heading into the passenger's seat until he is dragged away by a rope abruptly I grab both his robotic hands to save him only to be dragged along with him Blitz screams and looks out the window he hears us screaming Blitz gets on the roof of the car and points his gun out Blitz: "Get… Your… FUCKING shit-stain claws off him!" the smoke clears to show Striker with us in his arm, laughing manically with his blessed revolver in his other hand Striker: "You think I'm just gon' let you get away after all this?" me: "MOTHERFUCKER LET US GO YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!!" he spins the revolver in his hand then sticks it in Fizzarolli's cheek I gasp seeing that Striker: "I'm THROUGH losin' these fights! This worthless little pet REEKS of his over-bloated master… I'll at least enjoy gettin' rid of 'im" Fizzarolli smiles nervously Fizzarolli: "Okay… Is it bad that I'm getting hard?" me: "(quietly) Fizzarolli…." Striker digs the revolver deeper in Fizzarolli's cheek, I growl at Stricker Striker: "SHUT THE FUCK UP! WHY'S IT ALWAYS A SEX THING?!" as Blitz looks over at two gasoline cans behind him he sweats a little and shoots the gasoline cans, which catches fire Striker slowly turns away with a scared look and then the gasoline can explodes we both fly, hitting a billboard and falling to the ground surrounded by green flames Striker frantically rolls around on the ground to put out the flames on him, making distressed critter noises before running off Blitz looks at us, surrounded by flames like he was many years ago in the circus fire he tries to use his robotic limbs to reach a car and swing to safety, but his arms are too damaged and malfunction, sparking as he starts crying I embrace him shielding him with my own body Fizzarolli stop crying and looked at me Fizzarolli: "Stacy why?"
me: "I used up all my magic the only thing I can do is shield you from the flames my body is too weak after that explosion but it's ok I'm right here I'll protect you I won't leave your side" I feel the flames hitting my back Fizzarolli grip my side with his other robotic hand when we both hear his screaming Blitz: "FIIIIZZZZZ!" I looked as Blitz jumps on a barrel and rolls through the yard, jumping and grabbing onto swinging bars and springboarding off cars he runs across the crane arm and uses his tail to hang onto the crane hook, reaching out for Fizzarolli with little strength I had left I picked up Fizzarolli hold him up as he successfully grab hands and get flung in the air as I'm holding on to Fizzarolli's waist they grab onto each other as we are about to fall until Fizzarolli stretches his robotic arm and grabs onto the crane, making us land safely I cough from the smoke catching my breath while Blitz tries to comprehend on what just happened until Fizzarolli angrily and violently shakes him while yelling Fizzarolli: "YOU BLEW ME UP AGAIN, YOU FUCKIN' PRICK!" Blitz: "I did… But this time, I stuck around" Fizzarolli moves away from Blitz, holding his broken arm and frowning, then smiles and wraps him in a hug with his working arm Blitz, who wasn't expecting it, hugs him back while crying a bit I watch smile quietly seeing Blitz and Fizzarolli hug
me speaking in thought: "I'm glad to see there reconciling that means they'll put aside their differences from their past and restore on their friendship I'm happy for them I really am" Blitz: "Wooooould iiit… Fuck up the moment if we made out right now?" I nearly fall off the crane hearing this my cheeks blushing red me: "(quietly) Taku seriously" Fizzarolli leans away and glares at him, his arm still wrapped around them Blitz gives him a nervous but smug smirk Fizzarolli roll his eyes over at me as I looked away he smile Fizzarolli: "Only if she joins in" Blitz and Fizzarolli both stare at me I looked but quickly turn away blushing they show their impish grin and slowly crawl towards me Blitz lace his voice in seduction leaning against me Blitz: "Come on Stacy you know you want to have a threesome makeout" he purrs against my ear I shudder at his hot breath me: "Demo…." they had their hands around my neck and bring me in a threesome makeout feeling Blitz and Fizzarolli's tongue in my mouth while they french kiss each other then return back to me moaning and strings of salvia left our mouths they saw the fresh cut on my finger and they each took turns kissing and licking it drinking the blood from it then they both drank the lashes of my blood all over my body placing kisses every part on it I moan feeling their tongues licking at my lashes (note: this short scene inspire from "The New Adventures Of Kimba The White Lion episode 10 Freedom")
Fizzarolli went to my chest and place his mouth on the wound I flinch from the pain I felt clenching my hand me: "Itai" he looked at me concern Fizzarolli: "Does it still hurt?" me: "From the way you were showing your memories to me while gripping my heart I say yeah it really hurts a lot" his smile soften and lean up against my lips ghosting them while speaking seductive Fizzarolli: "Then I'll make it up to you by being more gentle" he kiss my lips then went back to my chest his tongue lathering around my chest then slowly putting his mouth again inside my chest being more gentle were my heart is continue drinking my blood I breathe slowly feeling Blitz's hand intertwine with mine me: "Just don't take too much of my blood I'm trying to stay awake from the blood loss with little energy I had left I need to make sure that you're both safe" he smile and lean against my cheek nuzzling me as they both continue drinking my blood meanwhile in Asmodeus's office Stolas is asleep with a contract on his head, snoring like an owl contracts litter the table, and Asmodeus is exhausted and pissed he checks his watch again as the lawyer takes another sip from his coffee, then Asmodeus stands up and slams the table, immediately waking Stolas up Asmodeus: "THAT'S IT!" he grabs the lawyer by the shirt as his flames grew higher and his face became redder
Asmodeus: "I'm going to fucking END YOUR LIFE!" Suddenly they hear the curtains they turn to see me helping Fizzarolli holding his malfunction arm over my shoulder using my body for him to lean on he's panting heavily while wiping his mouth Asmodeus shoves the Lawyer into the chair and heads to Fizzarolli Asmodeus: "FIZZY!" I nodded while I let Fizzarolli go to him clenching his arm and tears up happily Fizzarolli: "OZZIE!" Asmodeus scoops Fizzarolli up as they twirl around for a moment, before Fizzarolli starts smooching Asmodeus affectionately I smile seeing them reunited while Stolas smiles before noticing the lawyer gathering up all the contract papers before leaving Stolas: "Hmm get fucked, little one" when he see's me cover in lashes and wounds on my chest and shoulder he walked up to me worry and concern Stolas: "Oh my are you hurting anywhere?" me: "I'm alright just drained from the blood loss trying to stay awake (weakly chuckle)" there he see on my shoulder the piece of Blitz's jacket wrapped around my shoulder worry he ask Stolas: "Was Blitz there?"
I looked at my shoulder then reassure him me: "He's safe he's back at home he tear a piece of his jacket to wrap the huge gash I got from Crimson" his sigh of relief knowing he's safe he place a kiss on the leather jacket on my shoulder while placing his hand on my cheek Stolas: "You were very brave back there" realizing that he's talking about the ransom message from earlier he continue leaning against my ear and whisper sexy Stolas: "You have my admiration my noble star warrior" and kiss my neck causing me to gasp and blush then he walk away waving his hand goodbye while continue walking he left then I heard someone and look seeing Fizzarolli chuckling before seeing the lawyer and Asmodeus standing above him they smirk to one another before advancing on the shark demon who backs away to the chair I looked on disturb and staying quiet as they commence on murdering the shark demon me speaking in thought: "It was at this moment that this demon knew he fucked up" Lawyer: "OH, MY SATAN!" lightning strikes as they kill the shark demon blood splatter everywhere guts flying sighing quietly I was about to make my leave me: "Guess I should go home then" as I grab the doorknob I felt the functioning arm of Fizzarolli placing his hand on my shoulder I turn to looked and see Asmodeus and Fizzarolli smiling Fizzarolli: "Stay here for the night you're in no condition of leaving"
Asmodeus: "And besides you deserve the treatment after saving my Fizzy I insist" I let go of the doorknob as Asmodeus place me over his shoulder making me gasp while carrying Fizzarolli in his arms, closing the door behind him and leaving demon blood on it and leaving the office Asmodeus: "(sighs) I'm so glad you're okay, babe…" he nuzzles Fizzarolli, then snaps, which causes the lights to turn off Asmodeus: "You ain't never leaving the palace without protection, AGAIN" Asmodeus walks down the hall with Fizzarolli while doing some romantic but not sexual actions like nuzzling I blush seeing this then notice all the succubi workers give them shocked looks me: "ēto ano" hearing my voice Fizzarolli blushes from embarrassment seeing everyone staring at them Fizzarolli: "Oz… You know there's eyes around…" Asmodeus: "I know. I don't care. Cuz they know, if they tell anyone, I'll…BREAK THEM!!!" he punches a statue of a nude succubus right in the dick, causing a large crack and large chunks to fall off the statue they hear and see that, they immediately leave the room Fizz laughs while Asmodeus presses a buttons on the elevator Fizzarolli: "Well, don't worry, today I learned that I hate going outside!" we get on the elevator as it start to go up Asmodeus: "You won't have to again"
I mmm quietly hearing this concerning me as Fizzarolli leans against his chest, somewhat frowning and looking down the elevator stops as Asmodeus walks forward taking us to his workshop helping Fizzarolli sit on a table while placing me beside him Fizzarolli: "I'm sorry… I got a little messy…" I looked on quietly Asmodeus sets down a box and opens it, and gets out a new arm to replace Fizzarolli's broken one as they continue their conversation Asmodeus: "You don't have to apologize for getting banged up, babe! I'm just sorry I couldn't be there…" me: "Master Asmodeus…" Fizzarolli gives a smile Fizzarolli: "It's okay, Oz… Guess I'm just not used to this kind of thing" both of them sigh while Asmodeus taken aback of me calling him because what he said about couldn't be there and failing to come and save him hearing my voice sounded sad and hurt Asmodeus: "It's been an intense day. Just take it easy, okay?" I nodded Fizzarolli: "Oh, it's fine! I'm FINE! REALLY! You know I bounce back fast!" he giggles but then winces in pain over his broken arm, I held him making sure he doesn't fall off but he still manages a thumbs up Asmodeus shaken his head at this but smile and search the shelves Fizzarolli: "Soooo… besides my whole scary hostage thing, how was your day?"
Asmodeus sets down a box and grabs some scissors which causes Fizzarolli to get nervous of seeing sharp things as Asmodeus began his work Asmodeus: "Well, I was stuck with Stolas the whole time, who, by the way, asked me, to give him one of my crystals, as a gift for that guy you hate! So! I told him… "NO!" Mhmm!" I looked down at hearing the mention of Blitz Fizzarolli see me concern thinking about him he was deep in thought about it as Asmodeus cuts the sleeve from Fizzarolli's broken arm, then takes a moment to contemplate after putting in a lot of thought he decided Fizzarolli: "Meh… Fuck it. Let him have it" I looked surprise hearing this as Asmodeus was surprise as well Asmodeus: "Excuse me?" Fizzarolli: "Yeah, why not? You could say… he earned it" me: "Fizzarolli…" he smile at me with a wink while Asmodeus looked out the window then accepted his request Asmodeus: "Alright then… 🎵Anything for you…🎵" I blush hearing his singing voice as he began installing Fizzarolli's new robotic arm, which activates as soon as it's attached Fizzarolli starts stretching and jumping around while trying out his new arm Asmodeus turn to me and grab the first aid kit
Asmodeus: "Now I'll tend to your wounds Rare Gem" he took off my bra, panty, socks, and sneakers that were cover in blood then focus on removing the tear piece of Blitz's jacket there he use a cloth that's dip in peroxide and medicine and place it on the gash on my shoulder I was swearing quietly while grabbing the table as he's done he prepare the needle and thread and stitch my shoulder then he wipe me down with peroxide and medicine on the lashes all over my body then lastly he handed me a towel to hold onto my chest seeing that stitching will not work on how deep the wound is after he's done he smile softly at me seeing the wounds on my naked body he place his hand on my arm about to say something when Fizzarolli lands in Asmodeus's arms and decided he'll talk about that later while Fizzarolli use his now repair arm and pick me up and place me on Asmodeus's shoulder we began to go to the other room Fizzarolli: "Now! I don't know about you, but having a violent brush with crime has given me a whole mess of new kinks! You wanna go… "make a mess?"
Asmodeus: "You really think that's a good idea right now, Fizz?" Fizzarolli: "Sure, don't you?" he place his hand on his cheek making him blush then holding his hand he lean against his head and seductively answer Asmodeus: "Well… Obviously" I blush redder as this played out Fizzarolli laughs as he snuggles with Asmodeus, with the doors closing he place Fizzarolli on the bed while I'm being place on the love seat of the couch and watched them get into their kinky sexy and hot action after there taking a breather Fizzarolli still full of energy invited me to the bathroom that's right here and prepare the tub pouring bubbles in it I went in the warm water by the waist because my chest where the gash wound is burn from the warm water gripping on the towel tightly Fizzarolli sat next to me and chat for a while Fizzarolli: "Man that's been a hell of an action huh Stacy?"
me: "Yeah it's intense um Fizzarolli?" Fizzarolli: "Yeah?" me: "I know this is going to take time for you on reconciling with Blitz but I just want to say thank you for hearing him out" he place his hand with mine over the tub Fizzarolli: "Well after all of that I'm just shock after what I seen his memories everything" I almost started to dozed off when he notice Fizzarolli: "Hey you look like you could use some sugar how about my tropical punch fizz to help you stay awake?" me: "That would be nice thank you" he went to the cooler and grab me the can with a straw that said bitch on it I took the can and began to drink while were chatting I was unaware that Asmodeus was behind the bathroom door listening in Fizzarolli: "So your going to tell me on you and Crimson?" I choke on my drink while Asmodeus growl under his breath me: "I can't go into details on account of personal information" Fizzarolli: "Ok you respect your masters boundaries I get it but at least tell me on how you meet Crimson" me: "It was 6 months ago Master Blitz got a called on business that wanted to be discussed in the Greed Ring so me, Master Moxxie, and Millie went and that's all I can tell you" Fizzarolli enjoy listening about villains business as we kept chatting I kept on drinking until the can is emptied
Fizzarolli: "Is Crimson going to be in one of your list?" Asmodeus was about to rage when he calmed down hearing my reason me: "To be honest that's up in the air and I don't think I'll let him live in the Top Villains Hotel on account of personal reasons like Valentino and Vox I can't let them come to the Top Villains Hotel either" Fizzarolli: "Is it because of your masters and their enemies?" me: "Yes and others that I can't go into detail about for their safety" Asmodeus lean closer hearing this Fizzarolli: "So if Crimson, Valentino, and Vox are not on the list then what are they too you?" me: "I'm their sex slaves lust is a very powerful temptation to me so I actually enjoy being pleasure by them" me: "But I called them masters I rather say that then "daddy" makes me uncomfortable (yuck!)🤬 " me: "However…." Fizzarolli: "However?"
I looked at my drink quietly tapping my fingers on the can me: "When the ransom message went I'm sure Master Asmodeus is not pleased after seeing you tied up and tape over your mouth and after the insult he said about him I don't think he'll want to see Crimson in the Top Villains Hotel after that" I was honest but nervous thinking what Master Asmodeus would think if I put Crimson in any of my lists me: "I'll be a sex slave to Crimson I just hope that Master Asmodeus won't be mad at me for that" Fizzarolli sadden for me being afraid of Asmodeus thinking that it's a betrayal but it's not like that Fizzarolli: "I don't think Ozzy will get mad of your lust for Crimson sure he's pissed of the insults and having me held hostage but I don't think he'll be mad at you for your connection with certain villains you met" me: "How can you be sure of that?" then the door open and Asmodeus was walking inside kneeling beside the bathtub Asmodeus: "Because of your loyalty and devotion to those you kept inside of your heart"
I looked away scare and nervous me: "Master Asmodeus I swear I'm not betraying you I know what he did to Fizzarolli is unforgivable but I….I……" he took my drink place it aside and picked me up while drying my body with the towel holding me in his embrace Asmodeus: "I know you have your connection and I won't be mad at you for that but thank you for protecting my title and reputation from Crimson and standing up to him from his insults I'm very grateful for that" he place his finger under my chin to make me looked at him Asmodeus: "What you did back there was honorable and noble" I blush as he impishly smile Asmodeus: "That's why you'll be rewarded for protecting me and saving Fizzy" he carrying me back to the bedroom with Fizzarolli following behind he lay me on my back on the giant bed throwing the towel aside seeing the giant gash wound on my chest he can almost see my heart there beating at a normal pace Asmodeus: "Aww shit Crimson did a number on you I can see the inside of your gash wound on your chest and seeing your heart cover in scars of stiches it pains me" me: "Master Asmodeus what I said about Crimson it's not intentional it's just that…." only to be stop by a deep kiss feeling his hand on my cheek until a drip of saliva left my mouth Asmodeus: "Say no more right now enjoy your reward I'm about to give you" Fizzarolli aware of this pulls out the syringe and looked at me before he start me: "I accept and Fizzarolli I'm sorry for being mad at you about my Master Blitz and everything else that happen" he smile and place his hand on my cheek
Fizzarolli: "I'm glad you come around for me thank you for that Stacy" he kiss my lips while putting the syringe in my neck pushing the lust drug in my eyes gone blank as Asmodeus position his giant cock inside me Asmodeus: "Receive your reward my lovely Rare Gem" he thrash his giant cock inside my cunt fucking me while Fizzarolli entangles my body with his robotic limbs like tentacles he place kisses on my neck going down to my shoulder as I'm moaning and gasping from their touches then Asmodeus picks me up and place his mouth on my chest where the gash wound is his hot breath of neon blue going in feeling the warmth of his breath inside the wound began to scarred up patching the gash on my chest he kept going until we hit our climax then laying me on his chest his giant cock came out and spurt out cum on my ass Fizzarolli lay on Asmodeus chest right beside me as they cover us in the blanket after the drug wears off I see Asmodeus was snoring and Fizzarolli staring at me softly smile me: "Hey Fizzarolli?" he lean his close hand on his cheek looking at me in interested gesture Fizzarolli: "Hmmm?" I blush feeling awkward after everything that happen today I was flustering me: "Uh nevermind you been through a lot today I'll tell you some other time" and close my eyes resting Fizzarolli leans against me and kiss my cheek there he see Asmodeus watching the whole thing with his flirty smile as Fizzarolli return with his mischievous smile Fizzarolli: "Did you see what she was about to say?" Asmodeus: "I certainly did" they both chuckle and place both their hands on my back watching me doze off asleep Fizzarolli & Asmodeus: "Cute"
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Bahamutgreen’s Favorite Games of 2023!
IT'S TIME!! Time for a brand new Game of the Year list for 2023! I played a LOT of stuff this year, I'm genuinely kind of impressed with myself for playing so much. I had a lot to sift through, and went back and forth on different choices a lot. But ultimately I think you'll be unsurprised in where this list is headed.
Since in 2023 I've become very into using this blog, I've tried to fancy up this GOTY post with some new visuals and formatting. If you're interested, I wouldn't mind some feedback on it for next year. I'm not aiming for "high quality professional" but I wouldn't mind "cool and makes it easier to understand the list"
And just like last year, there's multiple lists. 2 categories are represented here : Games I played in 2023 BUT released prior to 2023. And games I played in 2023 that actually released in 2023. Each category has 5 winners and 5 runner-ups. The lists are also KIND of ordered, but ordering wasn't as important for runner-ups.
But without further ado, please enjoy reading what games I had the most fun with in 2023!
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DIGIMON STORY : CYBER SLEUTH
Opening up strong! #5 is Digimon Cyber Sleuth! This was my first true experience in the wide world of Digimon, and I had an absolute BLAST with it! It's a fantastic monster tamer RPG that makes the genre more traditional and ultimately more palatable to someone like me. I loved learning about new Digimon, the visuals were nice, and even when the game was rough around the edges, it was typically very funny. Only reason I think this game can't be higher is because out of everything here, it really does just drag on until it sort of lost me towards the end. Groundramon is my new favorite Digimon, by the way!
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ENCHANTED ARMS
I got this game a good few years ago, and was VERY happy I finally made the time to play it. It's a very unique and interesting RPG, and something you could really only get from the incredibly odd world of Xbox 360 JRPGs. The game has a fantastic soundtrack, interesting cross between turnbased and strategy RPG gameplays, and a story that really grew on me. It's certainly aged a lot and is not perfect. But while it pissed me off probably more than anything else on this list, I also feel like it left an impact on me larger than a lot of what I played this year. And I really think back on it fondly.
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FIRE EMBLEM : THREE HOUSES
Even as a fan of Fire Emblem, I'll admit. This one came as a shock to me! I went in expecting this to be an incredibly tedious and boring game, but ultimately came out INCREDIBLY happy with it. Great characters, fantastic strategy gameplay, and an interesting story too smart for me to understand really pulled me in. Playing this reminded me how good a good strategy RPG can be, and I'm hoping to play some more in 2024 if I get the chance. While it's not my favorite of the 2 FE games I've played, and I have a lot of issues with its story and some characters, I cannot deny how much I absolutely adored this game.
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RPG TIME! THE LEGEND of WRIGHT
I wanted to play this game basically the moment it was announced, but sadly it slipped under my radar for a minute. Thankfully I was finally able to make the time to play this as my first RPG of 2023! And even that far back, I cannot stop thinking about it. This game is absolutely FANTASTIC! It's funny, cute, creative, charming, fun, and so many other adjectives. It gets a little slow and boring at times, but I think that can be looked past. It's a shame more people did not play this as I truly think it's a game for everyone. RPG fans, RPG haters, people who don't care one way or another. It's amazing and if you only look into one game on this entire post, make it this one!
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POKEMON : EMERALD VERSION
Personally, this one is also a shocker to me! Listen, I love Pokemon. I really do. But the main series games have always been a little touch and go for me when compared to any other Pokemon media. But, honestly, there was no question that this game would end up SOMEWHERE on my list! I just had a genuine blast playing through it. Part of it is nostalgia, Firered was a deeply important game to me as a kid and I adore the GBA. Part of it is a bit of bias as I just like gen 3. But also I seriously just came out of this game feeling really good. Currently in my project to play the whole main series for the first time, it's my favorite game so far! My only issue is that they don't live up to some game mechanics and the story is a little messed up compared to Ruby and Sapphire's take on the tale. Even still I'm going back and forth between this and RPG TIME for #1. But I think nostalgia, my love for GBA graphics and sounds, and my love for the Hoenn Dex, bump this one just over the edge!
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- 5 - CUPHEAD
Another game that I got long long ago that just... sorta never got beaten and gathered dust in the old collection. Until, for some reason, suddenly, my brain chemicals told me I HAD to give it another go. And HEY, wouldn't you know it, it's good! I REALLY enjoyed this! Usually games that are super hard leave me feeling irritated when I win, but Cuphead actually made me feel good when i overcame it which is something I don't usually say. Genuinely cute visuals and music to boot, Cuphead is great!
- 4 - HATSUNE MIKU PROJECT DIVA F 2nd
I'm looking at it now and this whole post is filled with things I'm SHOCKED I enjoyed at all, let alone put onto my GOTY list. But while I'm more into rhythm games than I used to be, it's still not my favorite by any means. But I really had to give some props to this game. Genuinely playing this on the vita while in my bed pulled me out of a bad slump that almost gave me horrible gamer block. And I thank Miku so much for being there to bring me out of that funk. I had a blast playing through this!
- 3 - PIKMIN
For a long time, I've been interested in Pikmin. But I could not ever get myself to beat it. Until this year! I decided to give it another go and while it certainly was tough, frustrating, and even a big scary at times. I loved it! When I beat it I thought "thank GOD I'm done dealing with those stupid little Pikmin.... but damn... I wish I was playing more of it..." So I think it's safe to say I'll be returning to the series sooner rather than later. The graphics still hold up AMAZINGLY well, lovely music, great character design. Fun time all around. I get it now.
- 2 - METROID : ZERO MISSION
Metroidvanias... Not a fan of them, I'll admit. I've only been able to beat 2 in my life time. Those being Ori and TMNT Radical Rescue. UNTIL THIS YEAR! I decided I wanted to try beating my first Metroid game, and went with this cause I used to play it on my modded Xbox as a kid. And I'm shocked to say, I LOVED this! I'm still not super into Metroidvanias so idk how I'd do on a larger more complex map, but I loved exploring around. And the Zero Suit section was genuinely SO exhilarating and some of the most horrific, tense, and fun gameplay I've had with a game in a while. I mean it! This was such an unexpected treat!
- 1 - BAYONETTA
While I figured I was gonna enjoy this one, I can safely say I did NOT expect it to be an absolutely BRILLIANT game that was so crazy and incredible. This game is so stupid and over the top and crazy in all the ways I absolutely LOVE! I love the aesthetics, the themes of killing gods and angels, and I loved the spectacle, I liked the crazy story (even if I didn't fully grasp it lol), I LOVED how cool it was and how badass Bayo is. And I straight up loved how sexy it was! It's very goofy but the game totally knows the sex appeal is kinda funny, but also they do it good! Bayonetta absolutely rules and I was so impressed with this one! Call me a fan! I can't wait to try 2!
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THE MURDER OF SONIC THE HEDGEHOG
I spent a long time splitting hairs over what should be included on the main list and what should be a runner up (I'm writing this part the next day, even!) But there were 2 games I had no intentions of taking off the list: Venba and The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog! Murder of Sonic is a visual novel which isn't usually my type of thing, but this game is so funny and charming and such a wonderful love letter to Sonic it's hard not to be into it! Ultimately I think Murder of Sonic wins out over Venba just slightly because it had a final boss and a finale that got surprisingly emotional. And you know I'm a fiend for plots and bosses in games that don't need them lol. This game was incredibly charming, Shadow wasn't annoying in it, Rouge was hot in it, everyone had fun outfits, there was a Sonic Rivals reference, they made a new hot milf for it. I don't have much bad to say about it, and I think it may have been my favorite Sonic thing from this year!
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SEA OF STARS
Sea of Stars... Oh how I wanted this game to be GOTY. I was so excited it, but ultimately, the way the finale of the game went just CRUSHED IT for me. I hated most of the tail end of this game, I won't lie, and that's why I can't really bring it higher. But MAN the 2/3 prior to the final fetch quest collectathon junk was SO good! And I can't just look past that. A love letter to the whole genre, Sea of Stars has AMAZING combat, AMAZING visuals, AMAZING music, AMAZING Garl and the rest of his friends too. There's a LOT to love here, I like the world and again I was particularly fond of the gameplay both in combat and the way you traverse with grappling hooks and wind and what not. I'm disappointed I didn't enjoy myself with it more, but I'm still VERY glad I spent the time with it I did. Maybe the DLC and sequels will improve on it!
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SUPER MARIO BROS. WONDER
I fancy myself more of a 3D Platformer kinda person, but god DAMN do I love a good 2D Platformer from time to time. And Mario Wonder absolutely delivered on that front. As a fan of the NSMB games, this took everything good about them, took out everything bad about them, and made something new and truly incredible! A wonderful art style, finally embracing more of the expansive Mario cast, and being filled with TONS of genuinely fun new moves and genuinely fun new level gimmicks. Mario Wonder was such a treat that I loved until the very last drop! The only reason it isn't higher is because I personally think it's missing a special final kick to really push it over the edge. Personally, I think this might come from its lack of impactful boss fights. It's not perfect, but it sure is DAMN close!!
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HI-FI RUSH
Can we talk about HI-FI Rush??? PLEASE I've been waiting all year to talk to your guys about HI-FI Rush! DUDE!! THIS GAME WAS SO GOOD! I'm not kidding, this game was AMAZING! I wasn't super interested in it, but wound up kinda just getting my hands onto it due to fortunate circumstances. And WOW, was I wrong to not be interested. This game is SO good! Fantastic visuals, genuinely HILARIOUS game, amazing aesthetic, super fun rhythm based action combat (maybe the first time I've TRULY really loved this type of combat) and some fantastic characters made HI-FI Rush such a highlight of the year for me. Seriously, this game was SO good! From the moment I beat it, I knew this was gonna be my game of the year, I'm not joking. I've been holding onto this basically since the start of 2023. I'm so sad this game didn't do well at ALL because it deserves so much love that so many other games got this year. This is another one that if you have to pick one game to try, please consider giving that honor to Hi-Fi Rush! It was only beaten out by one super obvious thing on my list!
But before we get to that super obvious thing. I think it'd be fun to spice things up a bit by doing the new games of 2023 runner ups FIRST! So lets go ahead and get through that!
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- 5 - SUPER KIWI 64
Too many times has Siactro not been acknowledged on these GOTY lists. THAT HAS TO END! Super Kiwi 64 wasn't perfect by any means. But I would be lying if I told you it maybe wasn't one of, if not my favorite feeling game of 2023. The movement and moveset of Kiwi just felt SO good. And I genuinely hope this isn't the last we've seen of the character, I will pay good money to buy a bigger, longer sequel to this game! Just... please keep the scary stuff to a minimum!
- 4 - SLUDGE LIFE 2 // THE BIG MUD SESSIONS
This is another one that sadly, kind of underwhelmed me. Sludge Life 1 is one of my favorite indie games ever made, no joke. I adored it so much. But sadly, Sludge Life 2 just didn't click in the same way. I still enjoyed it a lot though! So I wanted to give it a shoutout, and I almost enjoyed Big Mud Sessions more. But since it's kind of a demo for 2, I decided to bundle them together in one. It's my list. Again, wasn't thrilled with SL2, but I'm hoping SL3 can really come out swinging and hook me all over again!
- 3 - PIZZA TOWER
I'm sure some of you know this, but I am a HUGE Wario Land fan. I LOVE that series. And not just land, but like, any Wario Platformer / Action game. I love Wario World too and I ADORE Master of Disguse. I just really like those games, and I'm seriously so happy to see more and more games try to take up the mantle that was left behind! Pizza Tower isn't perfect by any means and a lot of stuff has come out about the devs I have not fully looked into. But I did enjoy this game even in spite of some of its flaws. And also I'm just happy to see a fat hairy dude as the protagonist of a platformer again! I like seeing them be capable and go on adventures instead of just being gross assholes, it's genuinely nice.
- 2 - WARIO WARE : MOVE IT!!
Making it onto the list at the last possible moment, but I had to put it on there! Maybe it's just the honeymoon phase, but I REALLY liked this game! It felt like a true return to form for Warioware and REALLY REALLY impressed me with a lot of its minigames. It's not perfect, personally I think it's too short and ultimately that makes it slightly too underwhelming to be on the main list. But it is VERY good and I had a fantastic time playing through it!
- 1 - VENBA
The runner up for #5 on the main list, in a big battle with Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog! Ultimately while Sonic won out, but I still LOVED this game and there was no question in my mind it would be somewhere on the list! This game has a wonderful art style and music, I genuinely loved solving the puzzles, and even though it's short, it's really fun and the story made me genuinely emotional! I even tried Biryani because of this game and I LOVED it! (It was with Goat which is so good.) Venba is hot, and her game is really charming!
And last, but not least! It's time to reveal my Game of the Year 2023! It's... so obvious isn't it... Like, the fact I haven't mentioned it yet is just a dead give away isn't it? If you know you know, try to act surprised as you scroll down to reveal:
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SUPER MARIO RPG
Can you blame me? Can you really blame me? This has been my favorite video game of all time since at least 2011-2012. I have a lot of thoughts about this remake I want to gush about when I get the energy. But for now I can tell you I absolutely LOVED this remake! It is an amazing redo of the original game. Genuinely, if you haven't had the pleasure of experiencing Super Mario RPG before, this is a WONDERFUL way to do it! However good you think the remake is, it's better! Fantastic upgrades to the visuals, music, gameplay, the whole thing feels FANTASTIC! If you'd never played it before or if you're looking to reexperience it, you have GOT to try Super Mario RPG Remake! The original has been such an important game to me for YEARS, genuinely influencing me and my art so much, and I never thought it would get any kind of follow up ever again. Let alone a remake with so much love poured into it. That's why I am proud to call it my Game of the Year 2023!
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And that's that on that! Another year come and go! I played a lot of stuff in 2023, but even still it was hard to get my hands on enough new releases to do a 10 list. But thankfully I still ended up leaving off important games from both lists! Chained Echoes and Paradise Marsh were both indies I really enjoyed. And I'm still very impressed with Hello my name is Val and He Fucked the Girl Out of Me. It's genuinely nice that you can play SO much and still miss so much AND STILL NOT BE ABLE TO PUT EVERYTHING ON 4 SEPERATE TOP 5 LISTS! I don't know everything coming out in 2024, but we have some things I'm SO stoked for like TTYD remake and Peach Showtime. And judging by the absolutely amazing surprises that ended 2023, I think we're in for a treat in 2024!
Like always, here's my list of games I bought and played all through 2023! Please be nice to me (x)
2023 was really tough. I won't mess around. Moving was exceptionally hard for me and I was out of commission for a while. 2024 is looking to be more of the same, I'm moving again and I feel like it'll be a really hard and potentially even harsher moving process. I'm scared to do it. I'm not looking forward to it. But it has to be done, I literally don't have a choice. So, we'll see what I can do.
Hopefully I don't get caught in the same trap I did this year. My health has deteriorated a lot from a little less exercise and a little more eating due to intense stress and depression (I think lol). I did so much work and burnt out so often, and still felt like I didn't do ANY work this year. But I won't let that impact how 2024 goes, it's a new year and a new refresh.
There's some exciting stuff on the way next year, things will get better. I hope 2023 was better for you than it was for me. And even if it wasn't, let's not let the first few days, weeks, or months, of the new year set the tone for the whole year. Let's make it an amazing new year, and let's do a lot of gaming in 2024! I love you all! Let's do this!
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🎁 - Favorite NPC?
💐 - Most overrated bachelor/ette in your opinion?
☘ - Which game was the most fun in your opinion?
🎁 - Favorite NPC?
I have quite a few! In a previous ask, I had mentioned Pastor Carter. Another favorite of mine is Saibara. I first found myself interested in learning more about him when he was shopping in town and mentioned how hard things were when he first became a widower and had to learn to do everything all on his own. He didn't sound like he was complaining, but I remember the words and expression seeming really sad. He's definitely too rough on Gray in some respects, but he really does mean well. We catch instances of him telling the main character how he wants to make sure he can teach his grandson as much as he can before he leaves this world, and I just get such a lonely vibe from him. Thus, it is my mission to befriend him, hehe. He might seem gruff on the surface, but there are times when he's actually really gentle, and I love that.
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💐 - Most overrated bachelor/ette in your opinion?
Uh-oh, time for an unpopular opinion, hehe. I know that my reason for this is based on the times that I used to read fanfiction and also for the way I write this character. I do love writing this character and there are so many interesting facets to write.
Sorry, y'all, but I've gotta go with Popuri on this one (Mineral Town Popuri in particular).
Things have changed in the fandom/fanfiction world for the Bokumono series, and I feel like there is a larger variety out there, but several years ago, I distinctly remember 90% or so fics featuring the bachelorettes to have Popuri. There are so few fanfictions that feature bachelorettes as opposed to bachelors, so it was easy to feel oversaturated by Popuri.
I have learned to appreciate her more over the years, but I feel that her events have some of the weakest writing in the GBA games. I really liked that in Back to Nature, her first event is her running off to cry after leaving the chickens outside and a coyote gets to them. It really showcases that she's still learning about chickens. I guess they replaced it with a runaway chicken in the GBA games so that it wasn't as dark(?) but I think it really lacks that punch that she's a novice and a little immature. Plus we missed out on some great expressions, like the one below!
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I feel that the entire Chicken Li'l/Popoultry family could have had some more impactful events. But I guess that's what fanfiction is for - write the stuff you want to see, hehe.
☘ - Which game was the most fun in your opinion?
Oooh, this is a HARD one. My favorite parts of the games are the farming sim aspect, and I love how Back to Nature/Mineral Town have everything accessible with no hand holding. If you wanna save your money to buy a ridiculous golden lumber fence, that's your choice. It's not something you have to wait several seasons to come into stock. The speed of the day feels just right to me. I have to carefully plan what I want to get done. I remember playing Grand Bazaar and adoring the Bazaar portion, but it was the first one I played with the slower timer, one second per minute. I like to milk as much as I can out of each day, so I would just end up jumping in the water over and over in hopes of getting a piece of ore and using up all the stamina that I had left over because the game was too easy in that respect. I think I like the events in Back to Nature/Harvest Moon for Girl more than the handheld Mineral Town games, so my vote's going to go for Back to Nature/Harvest Moon for Girl. If only you could play after marrying as a girl! I'm still frustrated at that. I really would've loved a remake of those games. They could have taken out all of the casual sexism in For Girl and kept all those fun extra festivals, like the Tomato Festival, the Goddess Festival, and special events like Ann's birthday party.
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parachutingkitten · 1 year
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I'm still on this, I'm sorry
It's not the minipix I hate- It's what they represent.
The minipix, minipix 7 in particular, is fine. They're doing their job and they're wholesome enough. Their design still sucks. The creepy floating head with arms combo is still innately hideous to me no matter how many little uwu facial expressions you give them, but the way they're characterized, they're fine.
What I don't like about them is that they completely negate a lot of Pixal’s character. For a while now, pixal has been ignored by the writers. Her role as a side character has been more and more confirmed despite her being on the team full time. Her main contribution is that she creates vehicles and mechs and the such. She repairs technology. Cool. But with the introduction of the minipix, that too is essentially taken away from her. Her whole thing was that she was always busy building something new. And now it turns out she wasn't even doing that. It's the minipix doing it. Pixal used to dominate bad guys as samurai x, but in episode 15, she can't do that anymore. The minipix, apparently not even designed to fight, fight for her. Sure, pixal made the mini pix, but outside of that, she is completely inactive. Pixal has already been reduced to robotic side kick, and they've now given her her own robotic side kick that actively outshines her. She's being replaced by her own invention narratively, with the only role of hers that hasn't been taken over being 'love interest'. And we all know how empowering that is for female characters. I mean, Nya has essentially taken away her samurai x role for crystalized, coming in on narrative beats where Pixal would have traditionally in her new giant mech, so literally, love interest is all pixal has left.
The one pixal side plot in crystalized? It's centered around Zane. The big moment everyone talks about? Literally season 3 rehash. That's what she gets. And don't get me wrong, I loved it all, but it would be nice if she had something to do that wasn't Zane related.
The moment at the end of episode 15 where minipix 7 saves most of the team is kinda cute and sweet. But wouldn't it have been more impactful if an actual established character got to do that? If pixal got to prove her value to the team, and get a moment of actual regret and conflict when she can't find nya? Give skylor a chance to contribute and show her value even when she doesn't have powers? Let wu show his devotion to his team? Have nya save the others in a self sacrificial move to make the hastey fake out death more meaningful? Anything? The minipix are actively distracting from any actual character development our already established characters could be getting.
To me (again, to me, this part particularly is very debatable), it reads like they didn't know what to do with pix's character, they were getting bored with her, and so they decided to make her a fun likeable sidekick. And it seems like kinda a slap in the face, because there's so much else you could do with this character, but they just can't see it, or they don't want to, or they see all that potential as disposable. Like really? Is this the best you could come up with? You refuse to give her any more depth than you already have, you refuse to look at her in any sort of meaningful light, and so instead you slap this stupid side plot onto the side of her character where she gets to be even more of an indirect help than she was before. Great. Thanks. This is just what I wanted for this character.
The thing that characterizes minipix 7 is that they aren't built to fight, but they go out of their way to save and help the team. They don't talk, and are made to be ignored, but they have a sweet heart and are trying to do their best, and in doing so rise above everyone's expectations. That's fine characterization, but that's also... pixal! We already have that character! It's pixal! Pixal wasn't built to fight! Pixal's trying her best to help the team! Pixal’s often ignored and not especially talkative! Pixal needs this character development! The minipix are just redundant! At most, all they are at this point is a cute little side kick character, but despite already having that in the form of the chicken which would presumably also have a close bond with pixal the minipix, as previously covered, aren't even cute. So what's the point? Really, what is the point here?
Yeah, minipix 7 is likable enough in show, but that's because she's literally a copy of pixal. And they can't even get one pixal right, so I'm really not eager to see this fun size clone.
The minipix themselves aren't bad, but their emblematic of the writing problems that have plauged the women of the show, pixal in particular, for years now. Now, luckily they didn't saturate the second half of the season- thank goodness minipix 7 wasn't shoved in the middle of the pixane angst. But they didn't really do anything to make me feel any different about them. Maybe minipix 7 will get a redesign and its own unique personality one day and I'll love them. Who knows? But right now, I'm stuck feeling irrationally angry at these ugly little robots, even though it isn't even personally their fault.
It's not the minipix I'm mad at, it's the writers.
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City of Bones
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Yo, I first read this book way back in secondary school. I must have been thirteen or fourteen at the time? So it's been… not gonna reveal my age, but it's been well past a decade.
I never really loved it that much as a teen—I mean, I liked it, but I wasn't crazy over it, or anything. I was more into the Virals series as a teen. Or Skulduggery Pleasant.  Or Maximum Ride but we don't talk about that.
My impression of it has kind of soured over the years because of the cheap/budget-looking ass TV series that came out. Anyways, I'd washed my hands of it until I saw that Cassandra Clare WAS STILL writing this series and milking the heck out of it. And yet SOMEHOW, it's still trending? Chain of Thorns was all over BookTok for a while, and admittedly, I was impressed by the longevity of her series. By Jove I thought everyone should be over it at this point.
Point is, I can't read Chain of Thorns and figure out why the heck it's so popular because I couldn't (and can't) for the life of me remember anything about the worldbuilding of this story. It's been over a decade. T_T
So I thought to myself: well, I might as well reread the first book. I braced myself for a world of cringe and…
It wasn't that bad?
Like, if you asked me to choose between this or Fourth Wing, it'd be this. I don't consider this a bad book, to be honest? Neither was it great, or anything, but all in all, I had a good time reading it even though YOU NEED TO KNOW HOW WARY I WAS GOING IN. I do have one thought at present: while the vocabulary in this book is pretty standard to me now, there was no way teenage / 13-year-old me had any idea what half the words here meant, lol. 
Things I didn't love:
Simon. He felt very extra and out of place the whole book. The only worthwhile contribution he made was shooting the skylight. Prior to that, he spent his time following Clary because he, uh, cared about her or something, then immediately switched his focus to Isabelle and mooned over her for half the book. Then later it turned out he was just making Clary jealous but I was like, boy. Get a life. I can't believe Jace and Clary risked their necks to save Simon the Rat (this is not me being mean. He literally turned into a rat). I'd have just left him with the vampires if I'm being honest. And Simon turning into a heck of an ingrate because he found her kissing Jace was so friggin' weird—somehow it's okay for him to flirt with girls to make her jelly, but her kissing Jace? Yeah, she's a bitch, even though she AND JACE risked their lives to save his rat ass.
The tone of the story was weird. So weird. Like it switches from dead serious to the Shadowhunters being like: "Yay! We're gonna find the Cup. This is going to be so fun!" and Jace / Isabelle just letting Simon hang around them because why not? It feels like teenagers going on an edgy adventure which kind of reduced the stakes for me. Thankfully, the tone switched to a more serious one later on.
The denouement was a little rushed regarding Alec and Isabelle, especially the former. I still don't get why Alec suddenly decided to accept Clary when he hated her guts before. It's not like Clary did anything impactful that was directly related to him. 
Did not like the "other girls" hatred Clary felt towards Isabelle, who didn't really do anything except look hot? What's wrong with looking hot? But the good thing is that so far, Clary only thought those thoughts and didn't act on her dislike towards Isabelle. On the surface, she was mostly pretty civil.
The angst Jace felt when he saw Simon in Clary's room was, um. I mean he was pretty quick to jump to conclusions and go the whole dramatic teenage route of "My life is ending because she had another guy in her bed all along". I couldn't really take his angst seriously.
A little random but: You're telling me a bunch of Shadowhunters didn't have driving licences/a car and needed Simon to drive them to Clary's house to get the Cup. I can't.
A friend pointed out that this story had some Harry Potter influence (Cassandra Clare had apparently written HP fanfic that inspired this?) and I can't unsee certain things. Jace is very much a Draco. Simon is really a mix of Ron and Harry (looks like Harry, personality more like a Ron. No wonder I can't stand him, lol. Spoiler: I hate Ron's guts). And Valentine and his Circle ARE SO Voldermort and his Death Eaters. Still, it's fine. I'm not super nettled by it. The concept of originality has always been a fine line anyway, and it's more about execution to me.
Sometimes Jace's banter was a little too much. And most of the time, Simon's banter was just annoying. I'm just a Simon-hater, can you tell?
Things I DID like:
The twist with Hodge. Didn't see that coming.
I did like the prose. It's very pretty.
Clary doesn't magically become a powerhouse combat badass, which… realistic. I like that.
The twist about Jace and his father. One thing I truly forgot after I read it years ago (or maybe I never really knew?) was that Valentine WAS the man that had raised Jace as a child. They were the same person. Valentine just assumed Michael's name. That said, I do know Jace is a Herondale, and some guy called Sebastian is Clary's real brother, so I want to know the real truth because I can't recall anything else. That will only be revealed in future books, not this one, so I'll see if I get in the mood to continue. 
MAGNUS. HE WAS MY FAVOURITE AS A TEEN AND HE IS STILL A SCENE-STEALER IN THIS BOOK. I may just read the sequel mainly because I want to see him and Alec. 🙂
My brain is kind of puttering. In any case, I can't be bothered to flesh out my review further for a book I'm reading as my literary form of 'trash reality TV' of the day. The book was fine, better than I expected, and I'll still be keeping the four stars I rated this book years ago. That's remarkable in its own way, really. (Edit: I went to check. I'd rated it three stars. Well, I'll keep that, too. Lmao.)
- 8 Nov 2023
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owlsinlargehats · 1 year
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Watched the entire Otherside Picnic anime yesterday and it is very lacking compared to the books and manga. Still love that it exists though. Here are some minor gripes(-) and gushes(+) about it
-They left out or didn't do justice to some of Sorawo's gayest and most impactful lines. That 'Hurry up and come back Toriko!' in the anime was fucking weak. I did not feel the heartbreak of someone realizing just how messed up and uncomfortable they are with their old self now that they have a new normal that is healthier and that they enjoy better. That 'She can't be an accomplice; she's a victim' scene? Weak. Has no fear, no desperation. These exclamations are made in very stressful moments for Sorawo and have more emotion behind them than the deliveries in the anime give them. Also leaving out the stinger for the Time-Space Man chapter was a crime.
+Still so fucking gay. The scenes where Sorawo and Toriko look into each other's eyes, the time Sorawo gay panicked so hard she broke a shed, the Akari-Nattsun thing and Toriko trying to mimic it in the after credits scene, the fact SoraTori's hands touched in the OP when the song said 'friends' in such a yuri way. Almost makes up for some of the gay they left on the table
-Speaking of the OP, I think it doesn't fit the series. It's a good song, but it's way too upbeat and makes me think of some shonen anime. I wish it was more melancholy or in a minor key or something. Maybe something like the Wixoss openings, or even Connect, where there's some energy in it but there's still an implicit darkness throughout.
+ED is so freaking good though. I love it. The visuals are a bit basic but are fine. Also that means I can imagine a more involved animation for it in my head. Even sketched an idea I have for Kozakura's part in it.
-VERY minor nitpick but as someone who just read half of Volume 4 yesterday they obviously didn't reference it when drawing Sorawo's and Akari's apartments. I'm pretty sure Sorawo doesn't have her own bathroom and Akari explicitly states her apartment is on the first floor, which Sorawo comments on.
+They added more Akari in the anime which was welcome since she's a pretty fun character, and they didn't even make a plot hole by bringing her to the Otherside, her adventures happening solely in the the Interstitial World.
-What they didn't add was more Nattsun, which is sad because I want to see more of that pathetic ex-delinquent crying about her crush being stolen whenever she's in the same room as another woman. It makes her cute.
-The monsters were way too extra. The KuneKune felt way too big and aggressive for something that's supposed to stand there while you go insane looking at it, Sannukikan had an aura and flew around like she's from DBZ, and Kankandara looked like she was ripped from a Soulsborne.
+The OST is a great starting point for my Otherside Picnic playlist. I need music on when I read E-books or I can't concentrate on them, and have been doing that with Otherside Picnic too, but for some reason I'm really picky and will stop reading to change the song if I think it doesn't work with the series. I've tried various game soundtracks that I think have similar tones(Parasite Eve, Hollow Knight, and Ender Lilies) but each had multiple tracks that didn't fit. Now with the anime OST I can use that as a baseline, trim off the stuff I don't like and add the game tracks I do to make the perfect Otherside core playlist.
+It's nice to have canon voices for the characters. I didn't have trouble voicing them in my head but I think it wasn't consistent. Now with the anime I kinda have cemented voices for the cast, though they might drift as time goes on.
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Hi Maggy! How are you doing? First of all, I'd like to say that I really love your writing and I love, love abundance! I'd also like to ask, how are you feeling about the story and the feedback you receive? Are you still motivated and happy with it? Do you have fun writing it? I'm sorry if those questions were too invasive, I was just honestly wondering. I wrote something ages ago and it wasn't half as popular as your stories but even then, as much as I loved the story and the characters, I felt pretty unmotivated to continue it at some point. I hope writing will never become a burden or not fun, you are a great writer. Sending you aaaall the love! (sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language)
Hi anon!! I'm doing okay, I hope you are too! 💖 Thank you so much!! I still love Abundance and the characters with all of my heart, that has not changed. I'm happy with what I have to far (yes, I would love to go back and redo the first chapters because I think I have improved as a writer since then, but that's maybe something I'll take the time to do later), but my motivation fluctuates a lot. That's the reason I've taken such a long break from it, I don't want to do anything half-assed when I love the story so much. Yes – for the most part I've had tons of fun writing Abundance! There's always certain scenes or chapters that are harder to finish than others, but that little boost of serotonin I get when I connect plot points or write something I think is cute is well worth it!
I won't lie though, feedback has more of an impact than people may think. It doesn't matter how many hits you have if no one leaves a comment. There are very few things that compare to how amazing it is when readers leave you a lovely comment and point out the things they really liked in the chapter, it makes you feel so seen and it's such a motivation boost. I go back and read old comments on my fics all the time, it's the best thing in the world :) Though, I think that might be part of reason I'm a little scared to go back to Abundance too. I keep wondering if there will be any readers left, if they'll leave me any comments, if I will be disappointed if my next chapter doesn't do as well as my previous ones. Comments are such a BIG thing for writers, it's the whole reason we post something after all, so I guess I'm a little nervous!
I think taking a break from a story is the best thing you can do if you begin to feel unmotivated. Maybe you'll bounce back later, or maybe you'll find out that your interests have changed and you can re-write the story into something you'll enjoy more now!
Thank you so, so much!! I hope this wasn't too rambly and actually answered your questions haha 💖💖
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404, AI, and the Fall of Google
404 Media is a damn good website. This independent news outlet is fun by 4 very talented people and they cover tech news in a bold way, that larger organizations can't or won't do, and in a sustainable way in a world where newspapers are failing left, right, and center.
They recently made a move that seems weird and counter-intuitive: requiring your email address to read their articles going forward. They explain their reasoning in a recent post:
"We are unwilling to sit idly by and let AI endlessly scrape and repackage our work, or clueless media executives drive companies we have worked for into the ground, and are trying to strike a balance where we can monetize our work in a way that is not annoying and allows us to make enough revenue to continue to do the work we do. ...... We are unwilling to gamble our livelihoods or our company’s future on the idea that we can build a successful business model by focusing exclusively on collecting a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of a penny every time someone clicks one of our articles."
DALL-E and other image-generating AI doesn't concern me. It's more in the faces of the general public, so it's going to get regulated and controlled, it's only a matter of time. Art has a certain feeling and humanity to it that AI can't understand or replicate anyway. And if you really need that extra specific stock photo for your project, there's responsible and ethical ways to use AI for that, thanks to the efforts of Getty Images and others.
The AI I'm concerned about most is plain old GPT and other text generators. They are so good at producing stuff that is just barely skimming on the pond of shit that it works for SEO reasons. Truth is optional. It's safe to assume now that in most web searches, there's more AI-generated garbage and accidental misinformation than actual true and useful information. AI articles scraping content from real news outlets as well as each other creates a massive game of telephone, where you never know what part of the chain you're reading.
Thanks to this, Google, Bing, Duck, Ecosia, it doesn't matter - search engines have become garbage.
Social media is a whole other cesspool of a different flavor, I covered that in other posts in the past.
As a creator
So as someone who would like to grow an audience online, things look real bleak. Granted, I don't know what I'd want to grow an audience for - just that a platform would be good to have. Most likely it'll be art/commission related or writing/story-telling related. Something creative. Whatever it is, it's something I specifically don't want AI getting its grubby little tendrils on.
I haven't got much of an audience, I can count the people who read this stuff on one hand (thank you, by the way! <3). But if I want that to grow, I need to think discoverability. And as I think these thoughts, things seem pretty familiar.
Back in the 90s, search engines existed, but they just weren't good yet. Social media didn't exist at all. It was all email, forums, blogrolls (ask your parents), and word of mouth. The internet wasn't so much the place where "everything happens" and more like the place where "you found your people." There was a little adventurous feeling whenever you discovered a new website, like an island in the ocean. Mostly it had nothing on it, or it was definitely "not my type" of island, but sometimes you struck gold and found a big island with a whole neighborhood of awesome people there, and those moments were what made (still make) the internet great.
Now, it's less like an ocean. It's more like a dense, heavily paved city, where every building is full of robots and the billboards are all fake news stories, and the very foundation the city is built on are SEO practices that Google themselves have no reason to make better. Instead of discovering islands, you find these little hole-in-the-wall delis and clubs and shops. They may be small, crowded on all sides by the robots, and the rent sucks, but they're genuine. They are real people running real businesses, and they're so hard to find nowadays.
As someone looking to carve out a space for themselves in a world like this, it's easy to feel like hiring the robots is the way to go. Cramming your site full of SEO crud and slapping your logo on every bit of merch imaginable. Making something, or having robots make something, hoping for a hundredth of a hundredth of a hundredth will give you a penny each.
No, 404 is making the right move here. The AI SEO spaghetti has filled the entire world. The ocean used to mean no-one is there, now it's just fake people. Discoverability has not changed. If anything, the strategies from the 90s seem to have only gotten better.
Abandon the search engine. They are useless for helping people find you. This lets your site load faster, be more direct. Your website is your home, invite people in and show them a good time. They will remember you and tell their friends. Keep a list of links: "These websites are good too!" Keep an email list. They're free to start - once you have enough of an audience where it costs something, you should be able to cover those costs.
As we rebuild an internet that works for US, we're carving out a network of tunnels beneath SEO City. We are the underground, the speakeasy, the secret club. Never mind all that meaningless noise up there on the surface.
Thanks for making it through this little soapbox rant of mine. As I post more of my creative stuff, expect to see some of it in the wild, but most of it behind a wall of some sort. Email, telegram channel, I dunno. Wherever it ends up, I'll see you real people there.
You brave little anarchists, you. <3
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Do you ever come across a book you read but forgot it existed and then, smile and take a trip down the memory lane as if you are reminiscing about an illicit affair with you amour?
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You, The Stars And I
Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader
Word Count: 3.8k (oops)
Requested by @amira3113: Can I request a fic abt the reader seeing Fred and George comforting a kid after Umbridge punished him and the reader helps them and Fred thinks it's so cute what she is doing and she does the same and extra mega fluff, pls?🥺 you don't gotta do it if u don't want to btw.. so no pressure ;)
Warnings: A bit more angst than intended, Fred being a soft boi™️
A/N: I don't know how to feel, I just roasted myself hardcore with this and I'm feeling even more single. I'm sorry for not being able to use a 'keep reading' tab
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The sun fell asleep behind the endless hills, enveloped by dense, opaque darkness. Its golden rays no longer shone through the wide windows of the castle and instead let shadows creep into the long, empty hallways, revealing the ugly truth about what the school had turned into over the past few months.
The naked walls stood tall, towering over you and inching closer with every step you took, and you hung your head low, aiming to block out the singular buzzing thought in your head.
Hogwarts was no longer home.
Your heart ached at the memory of hundreds of students chattering and laughing all day long, freely walking around the school grounds and simply being children. You so terribly missed being careless and having fun without the fear of potentially facing a life-threatening punishment.
But now there was no laughter, only your footsteps echoed in the hallway.
You were headed straight to your common room, determined to go to sleep early. The curfew and the dozens of new restrictions prevented you from meeting your friends, and you hoped that sleep would at least somehow distract you from your worries for a couple of hours.
The deafening silence nearly caused you to miss the muffled sobs and quiet whispering, coming from a turn not far away. It seemed as though there were more than one voice speaking, and your chest clenched with dread.
You hurried your pace until you reached the source of the noise, and peeked from behind the wall.
The sight most definitely surprised you, but the pain in your chest only sharpened.
There, on a bench, Fred and George were sitting, hunched over a small boy, probably no older than a second year. You could tell by his green robes which house he was in, but his red, tear-stained face was what alarmed you.
You immediately approached him and fell to your knees. George was on his left, rubbing slow, soothing circles on his back, while Fred was on the other side, holding his small hand in his, on the back of which a few words glistened with fresh crimson blood.
I must not ask questions.
You sent the twins a questioning look, but Fred dismissed it by shaking his head; clearly that was not the time for an explanation, nor was one necessary to begin with.
You placed a hand on the boy's knee to make your presence known.
"Hey. How are you feeling?"
This only caused the child to sob harder and you internally cursed for having to go through this routine.
"It hurts…" he whimpered, "I thought Hogwarts was fun. I met friends last year and it was great. But now… Now I really want to go home."
Your jaw clenched and you swallowed hard, furious about seeing innocent children slowly losing faith and joy in life, turning into hollow shells of the amazing people they could have grown to become.
The horrifying experience would inevitably have a massive impact on them and unexplainable guilt twisted your stomach. And even though the long-term damage had already been done, you could at least take care of the temporary pain.
"It's not going to hurt for long, I promise," Fred whispered, tenderly playing with the boy's trembling fingers. "Ours are already fading."
"That's true, see?" George showed the back of his hand on which you could make out the faint, bloody words 'I must not cause trouble.', and you felt sick. "Soon you won't even remember it was there."
Tears stung in your eyes, but before you gave them a chance to fall, you turned to the redheads.
"I can heal the wound. Well, to an extent. If anything, I can lessen the pain," you began. "But I need to grab something from the Charms classroom."
Fred frowned, confused, "Wouldn't you need a potion for that? Why Charms?"
"Snape isn't the only one armored with potions for just in case things go wrong. And we can't risk going to the dungeons at this hour. It's not wise to tell Madam Pomfrey yet either."
The twins nodded. George said.
"It's not a good idea for all of us to go at once. I suggest one of us returns and covers the others up if necessary."
"I'll go with her," Fred stated without a second thought. "I can get them safely where they need to be, let her do her thing and bring them back."
Fred's eagerness to help filled you with warmth and for once that night you had the strength to smile, even for just a second.
"That sounds like plan then. But you should really take the map," George added, already pulling out the neatly folded Marauder's Map from his backpack. "Don't wanna risk getting caught by the ugly toad, you know."
"As if she'd be strolling down the hallways late at night. Doesn't she have hobbies?"
"Does hanging creepy pictures of cats on pink walls count as such?" you commented and the second year giggled, which made you feel slightly better as well.
Fred took the map from George and you grabbed the boy's hand.
"Good luck, guys. And, like, don't die."
"Woah, greatly encouraging, Georgie," you replied sarcastically, but appreciated it nonetheless. "You sure you'll be fine?"
"Absolutely. I got the route memorized like the back of my hand. I'll be careful."
And with that, George headed towards the Gryffindor Tower while you, Fred and the boy went in the opposite direction - the East Towers.
The night was eerily quiet, only the footsteps and shuddering breaths of the three of you keeping you sane. The soft light, gleaming at the tip of your wands, didn't do much to brighten the empty hallways which now seemed like endless voids of darkness.
Occasionally Fred would warn you about Filch's cat approaching, or Peeves causing trouble nearby, but fortunately, you reached the classroom sooner than expected.
"Alohomora," you whispered, but the door didn't bulge when you tried to open it.
Fred grinned, "Surely a Charms professor wouldn't let such a cliché unlock his own classroom."
"Shut up," you grumbled. "Aberto!"
The door opened. Fred's eyes widened in amusement and you flashed him a charming smile on your way in.
You placed the boy to sit on a desk as you and your friend rushed to look through drawers and chests for something useful. Most of them were full of basic items such as old books and quills, half-full jars of salamander blood, pearl dust and gillyweed, and after long fifteen minutes of not having found anything, you slid your back down against the wall, sighing in frustration.
Sleep-deprivation was kicking in, but your anxiety was getting stronger.
You needed to do something. Fast.
"What about this chest right here?" Fred asked from the other side of the classroom, pointing at something under Flitwick's desk.
You shook your head, "Doesn't open, already tried. Even if the cure is there, we can't get it."
"I take it your brilliant spells don't work anymore?" the redhead teased and you so badly wished to slap away the cocky smirk on his face. Or kiss it. There was something oddly attractive about the way he'd set your nerves on fire, and you hated yourself for enjoying it. Fred seemed to love it too.
"If you're only here to be annoying, just leave."
"I'm here to help too. I can multitask."
You nearly jumped from the ground to strangle him, and he clearly saw through your intentions because his toothy grin almost split his face in two. That bastard.
That super annoying, devilishly handsome bastard.
"Are you gonna keep staring at me, or are you coming? Not that I mind the attention," he shrugged.
You rose to your feet and made your way over to where he was standing, not granting him the pleasure of facing him, "Don't flatter yourself, Weasley. Your stupidity is simply impossible to be unnoticed."
Fred laughed, "Oh, so I was annoying and now I'm stupid too? Make up your mind, woman."
You pulled out your wand and smirked at him over your shoulder.
"You said it yourself that you can multitask. Aberto!"
Nothing.
Fred squinted his eyes as he stared at the wooden chest. What spell could the professor have possibly used? Could you have even heard of it? The chances of ever finding the precious item were becoming grimmer with each passing second and the inevitable sense of dread had started to settle in.
After a minute Fred finally spoke.
"I think your problem is that you're using spells that only work on doors. You need a charm which unlocks containers."
"You might be right. What would that be then?" you enquired, glancing at the redhead. He took his own wand out of his robes.
"I know a spell that's come in handy before. Hopefully it will work now," he wettened his lips and said. "Cistem Aperio!"
Blinding light caused you to cover you eyes,  and the chest opened with a loud thud which could have easily alerted the entire floor of your presence if it wasn't for the silencing charm you were lucky to have used when you first entered the classroom.
You finally dared to open your eyes and kneeled on the ground, carefully rummaging through fancy-looking boxes and vials sparking with liquids that seemed to be quite important.
"What are we looking for?" Fred asked as he crouched next to you.
"Wound-Cleaning Potion. Purple."
It was weird having Fred stand this close to you; sparks of electricity would pierce your heart every time his shoulder brushed against yours, or his fingers would accidentally graze yours. And when they did, they had you longing more and more for their touch, for their warmth.
But this warmth did not belong to you.
You swallowed down the disappointment and instead attempted to focus on the task at hand.
Just as you had expected, the precious crystal bottle was carefully wrapped in sparkling cloth and placed inside a box that was hidden deep in the corner of the chest. You breathed a sigh of relief and got on your feet, determined to stay away from Fred. For his sake and yours.
"Here it is," you smiled at the boy as you walked over to him. "Fred, can you get me some bandages from the drawer in the back?" you asked, pointing right behind him, and he did as he was told.
You took the hand of the young Slytherin and examined it closely - the wound was sure to leave a nasty scar, one that would never heal.
"Can you make it disappear?" he asked, fearfully.
Your heart dropped. But you replied with all the courage you could muster.
"I can try."
Fred was soon by your side and placed the medical items on the desk; a half-full packet of cotton, some bandages and a small box of bandaids. You muttered a 'thanks', not even looking at him, and opened the middle-sized bottle. It spread a characteristic smell of ashes, mint and lemon when you lifted it towards your nose - it was ready to use.
"So what now?" Fred asked.
Not granting him a reply, you simply took a small piece of the cotton and dipped the opening of the bottle into it, soaking it with a generous amount of the purple, dense liquid. The smell grew stronger.
Fred could only watch as you yet again gently grabbed the boy's hand and carefully dabbed the back of it; a thin steam of smoke soared from the contact of wet cotton and wounded flesh, purple mixing with red, and the kid hissed in pain. You worked attentively but quickly, with measured gestures and a straight face, and you missed the way Fred's eyes seemed to soften at the sight of you helping a small kid.
But one thing baffled him - why did you suddenly start acting so emotionless? Even towards the youngling who didn't know a thing. And though your expression seemed calm and collected, the Gryffindor noticed your tensed jaw.
What he wasn't aware of, however, was the racing speed of you heart, increasing each second. He wasn't aware of the short, shallow breaths you were taking because if you had allowed yourself to breathe freely, you'd certainly let out tears along with the deeps sighs.
Every move was calculated, every word and breath.
You pressed a fresh piece of cotton against the now cleaned wound and kept it there as you began to roll the bandage over it, securing it in place. When you were done, you placed a gentle, lingering kiss on the hand.
"There. It should do the trick."
The boy's face lit up and he hugged you, not giving you another choice but to wrap your arms around his small body. At least you had managed to bring him back some of the lost warmth.
"We should get him to his dorm," you told Fred and despite not facing him, he knew the words were directed towards him. That still didn't prevent the stinging pain in his chest from being so effortlessly avoided by you, and he frowned, bewildered by your unexpected coldness towards him.
Had he accidentally done anything to upset you? Were you mad at him? What for?
The boy jumped to his feet, visibly less burdened despite the present tear stains on his puffy cheeks. You hoped he'd be able to get some sleep that night regardless of the circumstances.
The three of you left the classroom as quietly as you had entered it and went in the direction of the dungeons. Fred, as usual, did his job at looking at the map and keeping track of the names, moving on the yellow-ish piece to old parchment.
Fortunately, you reached the Slytherin common room without any disturbances along the way, and the boy went inside, eager to crawl into bed and not think about the ugly lady who had punished him so unfairly just a few hours ago.
The door closed without a sound, leaving you and Fred on your own.
His soft voice broke the burdening silence.
"Are you going to bed?"
If you were being honest, you hadn't even thought about sleep during your secret adventure and though your body was on the verge of giving out, your restless mind was sure to wander all night. And the idea of being alone with your thoughts scared you.
"Actually… I don't think so," you began, fiddling with your fingers in hopes to not let Fred see how much they were trembling. "I doubt I'd be able to get any sleep now."
"Me too, I admit," Fred scratched the back of his neck, uncertain as to how to make the situation less awkward than it was. Trying to get you to talk was hard enough as it was, but your sudden avoidance wasn't helping either. All Fred wished for was to witness the hopeful spark in your eyes, the spark that he had noticed diminish on the first day of school when the unsettling news was announced.
Fred was determined to bring the light back and see your joyous smile again.
Without skipping a beat he said.
"Come with me."
Your eyes shot up in surprise, meeting Fred's for the first time that night. You expected to see the ever-present playful mischief in them, but instead they glistened with something you could not quite recognize. The corners of his mouth had formed a smile, one that didn't intend to mock or provoke in any way, but still contained his usual boyish charm. It was humble and sincere, and along with the anticipating look in his eyes it read.
Trust me.
Your mouth went dry, any and all reasoning to stay vanishing in thin air as you tried to make sense out of your inner conflict. Fred surely wouldn't care if you said no, would he? It's not like he'd be offended that someone like you refused to go with him; why would he even be interested in you in the first place?
But the idea of spending some time alone with him did sound very tempting - you desperately needed some positivity in that moment, feeling exceptionally drained of all your energy after having to witness the emotional and psychological impact of Umbridge's dictatorship. And if there was someone who could lift your spirit even in such dark times, that would be Fred.
Screw the idea of a potential relationship, you needed a friend right now.
"Where to, Weasley?"
Fred grinned at the nickname and shoved hands into his pockets.
"The Astronomy Tower. Are you coming?"
You smiled at him.
"Sure."
It was indeed a brilliant idea to spend the night at the place where anyone rarely ever set a foot. Regardless of it being crowded during classes all day, the Tower wasn't a common choice for students to meet, them much preferring locations like the common rooms, the Great Hall, the school grounds or even the Black Lake. But the Tower did possess a magnetic, obscure charm which many people failed to comprehend and appreciate; charm only meant to lure the wandering souls seeking peace under the stars.
Fred approached the iron railing, breathing in the cold, early spring air, and sat cross-legged on the ground. As he saw you standing a few feet away from him, he patted the empty spot next to him.
"Come on now, don't leave me sitting on my own like that," he joked and his face lit up when he noticed the ghost of a smile on your lips for a brief moment. You joined Fred on the ground, settling on a polite distance from him, and though he was slightly disappointed by the gesture, he was grateful to be in your presence nonetheless.
Silence fell over both of you like soft velvet while you stared off into the horizon; the view reached the Forbidden Forest, the outlines of which had melted into the pitch black sky like ink, the lines between the two practically nonexistent in the dead hours of the night as they blurred into one endless void.
"I don't remember the last time I saw stars on the sky," Fred addressed your ever-listening companions above in a low, hushed voice that caused warmth to blossom within you regardless of the cold surrounding you.
"Me neither," you agreed, nostalgia creeping into you, but you decided you'd welcome it this time. "Such a shame we can't see the moon though."
Your friend nodded, lips pursed into a thin line, "That's because it's currently new moon. We'll need to wait for awhile until it's visible again."
You turned to Fred and the air was knocked out of your lungs. All you could do was silently admire the way the starlight was softening his sharp features and giving his usually flaming red hair a calming shade of copper. His eyes seemed to glow in the dark, and you found yourself coming to the conclusion you had realised long ago.
He was such a beautiful man.
Those glowing eyes landed on yours and you felt your face heat up.
"How are you?" he asked abruptly and you choked out in bafflement.
"Y-You mean, right now? Or in general?..."
"How are you coping?" he rephrased. "You know, with everything going on. I noticed Umbridge bothering you recently."
A shuddering breath.
"I like to think that I'm doing better than others," you nodded hesitantly, finding it hard to sort out your emotions. "I'm more worried about the most vulnerable among us, the youngest students. They're just children. They're the ones that are most terrified. I really hope Dumbledore will be able to do something about it… no matter where he might be right now."
Fred was watching you intently; he did not miss your expression, darkened with concern, nor did he miss your slumped figure, slightly hunched over for a reason he believed was other than exhaustion. Your friend moved closer and nudged your foot with his.
"I don't want you to talk to me about the rest. I want to hear about you. I can clearly see you're being tormented by her."
"As if you're not."
"That's not the point," he insisted and placed a hand on your knee, causing you to face him. His smile was gone. "I need to know how this madness is affecting you."
"I couldn't care less about what that toad puts me through," you shook your head dismissively and shrugged. Why was he getting so worked up about it? "It doesn't matter."
"Of course it does! It matters to me!" Fred hissed in frustration. "Do you think it doesn't hurt me every time I see Umbridge picking at you or calling you for detention? Because it bloody does and you have no idea how horrible it feels to not be able to help you."
He gave your knee a squeeze.
"For once, just for one time, please. Please, stop trying to be the hero of everybody. Believe me, we see- I see how hard you're trying to keep your chin up despite all the shit you're facing, and that's admirable, but right now it's not necessary. Let go. It's just me."
A way too familiar lump formed in your throat and your chest constricted painfully before it harshly dilated, letting out choked breaths. Fred was quick to envelope you in his long arms before your tears even rolled down your cheeks, and when they did, they met his shoulder. Your hands flew around his neck, body falling into his and soaking up his warmth. Fred pressed his soft lips to your temple, calming the racing pulse as you cried freely and unapologetically. Darling, you feel too much.
It's just me.
Your friend didn't let you out of his hold even when your heart-wrenching whimpers were reduced to weak sobs. He continued cradling your exhausted body which was on the verge of completely giving out. But Fred didn't mind, finding astonishing strength in your vulnerability.
After what seemed like hours, you forced yourself to timidly whisper, lip quivering, "I'm scared... And confused."
"Me too, sweetheart," Fred hummed into your ear. "Me too."
You wiped away the trails of dried tears lingering on your face.
"There's just too much going on. Too much that I'm not ready for."
Realization flashed in Fred's brown eyes and they looked down at you with so much longing, sincerity, but also sympathy and understanding.
You weren't angry at him. You were afraid.
And that was alright.
There was enough time, not need for a rush.
Fred had been waiting for years to find out whether his burning feelings for you were reciprocated, constantly suppressing them in fear of scaring you away and losing you. And now that he knew your heart belonged to him like his did to you, all the stars above couldn't contain his untamed happiness, pure and hopeful.
Surely he could wait a little more for you to grow comfortable with your own emotions.
Fred tightened his hold around you and pecked your cheek tenderly, the subtle touch sending a shock throughout your body and subsiding your need for sleep.
"That's alright," he whispered. "Rest now."
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On General Zod
If you ever need proof of the impact of adaptions on the source material, this guy has gotta be one of the best choices.
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It's wild to think about how Zod is Superman's #2 Rogue in the eyes of the general public, something that is entirely owed to Superman II and Terence Stamp hamming it up. Zod is a character who before that movie wasn't even close to being in the top 5 Superman Rogues, he was just one of a dozen Phantom Zone prisoners that were used, all pretty interchangeable. After that movie? He became an iconic Superman foe, so iconic that movie appearance sustained his popularity even though he wasn't used in the comics (in his "proper" form anyway) until Geoff Johns and Donner himself wrote him in, and wasn't in the DCAU which became the iconic form of DC for the generation that grew up watching it.
That's insane! A Superman character who was only used in films, rarely used in a recognizable way in comics until relatively recently, was never used in animation until JL Action finally brought him in, yet remained enduringly popular. And once again it's his usage in the films that have allowed him a resurgence, with Man of Steel pretty much guaranteeing he's going to live on in infamy forever.
So who is Zod and what makes him popular? Well the answer is kind of complicated, because there's been "two" figurative Zods since Johns brought the iconic Zod into the comics. For shorthand purposes I'll call them the Terence Stamp Zod and the Michael Shannon Zod, since those two are probably the most well known incarnations of the two figurative Zods. While Shannon isn't the origin of his "type" of Zod, his performance is the one that brought that deeper characterization to life on the big screen, and he's probably the widest known example of it.
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The Stamp Zod is the "iconic" Zod. He's the Zod who is always referring to himself in the third person (a delightful trait in a villain), who wants nothing more than to make Kal-El KNEEL BEFORE ZOD! He's hammy and entertaining, but not deep. He's "evil Superman" at it's most basic: a guy with Superman's powers but none of his morals or empathy. He wants to rule but doesn't really have a plan beyond sitting in a big chair, barking commands, and demanding worship. He's a cartoonish space fascist, with nothing deeper to him.
This is the Zod of Dan Jurgens' Action Rebirth, who constantly screams "KNEEL" every five seconds until you get sick of reading it. I really enjoyed this guy in Superman II, but I think his appeal lies entirely in Stamp's performance being entertaining as hell. Part of why Zod hasn't had the same success in the comics as in the movies, is because (in my opinion), that kind of characterization is fun to see on the screen but not so much to read on the page. After a while it just gets boring, the charm wears thin, and you're left with a character who should be a huge threat, but isn't compelling enough to keep readers invested in what he's going to do next because he's so one-note.
Which is why Xa-Du is so great, he can be that kind of hammy evil Kryptonian and it's entertaining! He's so over the top in design and characterization, lacking Zod's inbuilt sympathetic elements, that he allows writers who want to write that type of ham to still do so, freeing up Zod to take his natural role as the deeper more tragic villain.
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The other incarnation is the Shannon Zod. This Zod is a much deeper character than the Stamp incarnation. This guy is driven by his need to save Krypton first, and then his desire to build a new Krypton after the planet dies. He's an "evil Superman" in ways that go deeper than just the powers: he's Kal-El's desire to save and protect gone sour until all that's left is a tyrant who feels he must exert absolute control in order to prevent catastrophe. This Zod is angry at Kal, bearing a grudge against him for Jor-El's actions, but also has mixed feelings as well, recognizing that Kal is one of the few Kryptonians left, and for that reason doesn't want to kill him. He'd rather Kal recognize how foolish Jor was for opposing Zod, and join him instead.
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This is the Zod of New Krypton, of Bendis' Superman run, of Venditti's Hal 'n Pals Rebirth run, of Williamson's Batman/Superman. This is the Zod I actually like and enjoy reading. You can sympathize with his rage because he's the one who believed Jor-El's warnings, and tried to act on them, only to end up imprisoned in the Phantom Zone by the very man he believed and was once a close friend to! It's understandable that he tries to rebuild what he lost, that the failure to save his planet eats away at him until all he has left is the rage. It's not hard to see why that's an appealing character Hell the most popular alternate "evil Superman" in the Injustice games is literally just Zod, he even gets imprisoned in the Phantom Zone by his former best friend (Batman) at the end of Injustice 2.
It's frustrating that given the popularity of "evil Superman", no one has really sat down and tried to write a big Zod story since Johns. I liked how Bendis moved Zod into a more grey area with regards to the Els, that he's off building a new Krypton that he intends to join the United Planets. I would love to see a series about that in the vein of Cullen Bunn's Sinestro or Magneto runs. Just Zod ripping peoples hearts out and working to restore the Kandorians to life so that he rebuild the Kryptonian people. Basically a second try at the New Krypton storyline that hopefully doesn't end on a sour note.
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What I Would Do With Zod
I really think Zod works best when he's the "sympathetic" bad guy, akin to Ra's (one reason I loved them being paired up in Batman/Superman). You want to root for him but he's so violent and extreme that you can't do so unconditionally. Jurgens may not be to my taste but I loved him positioning Zod as a dark counterpart to Clark in terms of being a family man. I love the idea of a "Zod Family", the little tidbits we get where Zod tries to teach Lor about politics and history in Hal 'n Pals and Batman/Superman were great! I want him as a loving husband to Ursa, a good dad to Lor, a genuine protector of Kryptonians who would walk through hell just to rescue a single one, and a terrifying monster to everyone else.
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I think a good way to bring Zod and Kal back into conflict organically is that Zod is going to want the other half of the Kandorian population back that Kal has if he finds a cure for their stasis, and he's also going to want the Els to join him on New Krypton. He sees himself as the protector of all Kryptonians, whether they want him to be or not, and he wants the survivors of one of the most prestigious Houses to return and join his new society. Yes it's a repeat of New Krypton to a degree but hey, second chances would be a theme of the story so it's poetic!
Really hope that PKJ takes a stab at worldbuilding with Zod's New Krytpon given the cosmic direction he's taking Clark (frankly I'm hoping PKJ tackles Brainiac and Zod next after Mongul, both desperately need some good worldbuilding which he enjoys doing). After Warworld and Mongul I would absolutely love to see Clark and his Authority maybe butt heads or even cooperate with Zod over the Aethyr plotline PKJ is building up.
Another natural way to bring Zod into Action would be the Phaolosians. I've really enjoyed the Kryptonian lore he's been drip-feeding us so far in Action, feels like a natural fit for him to bring Zod into things with regards to the Phaolosians since they're Kryptonian offshoots. I could see Zod wanting to claim and incorporate them into his New Krypton, and that causing conflict with Kal.
Hopefully Zod will get that big story in comics that finally cracks his potential, fingers crossed. I want him to be great, and he's got a lot going for him: cool design, cool backstory, lots of appearances in media such as films, TV shows, video games, etc. Feels odd that he's languished so long on the comics side.
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George Weasley — Wonder Part 2
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PART 1: READ
Summary: Following George's perspective, follow on a journey where he realizes his feelings towards you is more than what best friends should feel.
Words: 3,893 word
Warnings ��� : Fluff, Angst, Happy Ending
Disclaimer: I try to be as vague as possible, so you can be whatever gender you like in this imagine! Have fun reading!
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"I wonder."
George was lost in your eyes. As he hears every word that comes out of your lips, the only thing he heard was his heartbeat.
Strange, the rhythm was faster than usual. He watched you looking up, to get the tears back inside your system. You let out a forced chuckle, "Merlin, what's wrong with me." You muttered, yet George kept staring at you.
There was something bugging him. He wasn't sure what to call it.
Somehow, even without any light, you were glowing. Maybe it was from the rising moon or the little stars, but you were glowing.
At least to his eyes.
The glow highlighted all of your best features, kissing every single thing with a gentle light. If George didn't know any better, he'd think you took his breath away.
Merlin, you're stunningly beautiful.
"Did... Did he hurt you?" George found himself saying that, yet he kept on watching every little detail about you.
How come he never realized this before?
You shrugged, watching the rising moon. "He didn't. He wouldn't dare to hurt me. Blimey, I don't think he would even hurt a fly." You let out a small chuckle, smiling softly.
"Then why?" Was all that George could muster to say. He had to look away, or else he would drown himself looking at your eyes.
There's something about those eyes of yours, that he just couldn't help but admire. Is it the stunning color? Or the perfect eyelashes you have?
George has no bloody idea.
You turned to look at him, the night breeze started to come as your hair slightly moved following the breeze. "Why I tear up? Well, maybe because I know if I say anything to him about my feelings... The friendship I have with him might be jeopardized."
As you turn your head back to the view, George's eyes returned to see your facial side. If anything, the night breeze made you look so... Delicate. How your hair slightly moved backward following the breeze, how your eyes were closed to feel the wind, how there was a gentle smile painted on your lips.
"I'm sure he likes you too." He said, reaching his hand to pat your head, he does that whenever he wants to comfort you, but this time, it feels different.
It feels... much more intimate.
His heartbeat increased as his hand touched your hair, how soft it was. You laughed, "Yeah? And why so, Weasley?"
You turned to him expecting him to crack a smile, yet his face was serious. George couldn't find himself smiling, despite his fast heartbeat.
"Because any boy who doesn't see your worth, is not worth it."
He watched your face frowned in shock and the soft hue of red flowing through your cheeks. He watched your eyes flicking left and right to each of his eyes, seemingly to him you're trying to see if he's bluffing or not.
He chuckled, "What? You don't think I couldn't be serious, do you?" He let his hand fall to his sides again, and you blinked, before gently smiling, “But he’s worth it though.”
Something about that statement made his heart ache. Who the bloody hell is this buffoon and how much does he worth until he’s allowed to hurt you like this?
Before George could say anything, you both heard Fred’s shout from downstairs, “Oi, lads! Aren’t you going back to the common room? Come on then!”
You laughed at Fred’s annoyed voice, shaking your head as you stood up.  You looked down at the still-sitting George and held out your hand, “Come on, or else he’s going to throw a tantrum.”
He held your hand, and suddenly his cold hand was warm. The warmness you radiated was enough to warm his rather large hand, and seemingly warm his heart as well.
As he stood up holding your hand, he felt that you were going to pull away, so he gripped your hand tighter. He then quietly put your intertwined hands inside his sweater pocket. From the corner of his eyes, he saw you getting flustered and seemingly red. 
He didn’t know why he did what he did, but it felt right. So, so right.
“W-what about the broom and mop?” He heard you stutter out. With a flick of his finger, the broom and mop had moved by themselves, moved past them and to downstairs, passing through Fred whom you heard cursing in surprise, “Bloody hell-”
“Oh,” was all you could say. George chuckled and turned to you, “Let me borrow your hand for a second, mine was freezing.” Finally, he said something. You let out a small chuckle, “I can see that, it was bloody cold. I’m starting to suspect you’re a Slytherin.”
He furrowed his eyebrows, and you scoffed, “Don’t tell me you don’t get the joke?” George hummed a bit at that, he had to understand this one. Jokes are his main expertise. Yet, nothing came to mind. The blank face he had made you burst into laughter.
“Slytherin? Snakes? Snakes are cold-blooded? Cold hands?” you gave him hints, and then he gave you a ‘really?’ look, making you laugh more.
“That was a bad joke.” “Still works.”
That night, George couldn’t sleep. He kept turning sides here and there, closing his eyes as tight as he could, counting almost 300 sheep already, yet to no avail. “What’s wrong with me?” George muttered to himself, sighing afterward. He decided to go down to the common room, perhaps the warm fire could be his lullaby for the night.
He plopped to the couch right in front of the fireplace, the sound of crackling wood instantly brought him relaxation. He tried closing his eyes, perhaps he could sleep here for a while, to get those energies at least. 
But no, somehow his mind won’t let him rest. George opened his eyes with a heavy sigh, at this point he had given up the idea of sleep. “Alright, George Weasley’s brain, what do you want to think about so bad until I can’t bloody sleep for it?” George muttered, loud enough for him to hear. 
The idea of someone might come down and see him talking to himself in the middle of the night wasn’t George’s idea of a pleasant time.
As if answering his question, his mind wandered to you. He recalled the moments at the Astronomy Tower, the way you stunningly took his breath away.
George felt heat rushing up his cheeks, he touched the warm skin and blinked. Suddenly it clicked. With widened eyes, George stood up and paced back and forth the common room, muttering, “Oh no, no no no no no no no....”
But wait, these feelings are familiar. This isn’t the first time he felt like this for you. He has been feeling these feelings since, bloody hell, since-
“Since third year...” George mumbled in horror. The hands that were raking his hair stopped. The sudden epiphany had him frozen in both horror and shock. George plopped back to the couch by the fireplace, his mind was still processing the newfound information. 
George Weasley may have changed the way he looked at you that night.
Daylight comes and George hasn’t blinked one sleep since the revelation. He was slurping his daily cup of coffee at the Great Hall when you came by, looking cheerful. “Ah, Meredith looking good today, eh?” Fred chirped, and you just grinned at him. “I had a good sleep last night.” You said, cheerfully picking up the things you want to eat.
It’s as if George and you had switched places. 
George couldn’t stop looking at you, the way your cheeks glow by the sunlight that seeped through the windows of the Great Hall, the way you made a little dance whenever you taste something so good, the way you would furrow your eyebrows when you drink that warm tea.
Goodness, you’re stunning.
As if the time had stopped, George analyzed each and every one of your features, head to toe. And he started wondering. He wondered about many things, the way his mind was running at full speed now that he had his shot of coffee was not helping.
He wondered how soft is your hair, the pat on the head he gave you yesterday seemed to have slipped his mind. How soft is your hair, and how would it smell? How cozy would it smell when he sleeps behind you while hugging your waist, your back to his chest? 
He wondered about your eyes. How tender would they be, looking at him as if he’s the only thing that matters on Earth? How would your eyes squint when he tickled your sides, and you were laughing, begging him to stop?
He wondered about your lips. How would it curl into a smile whenever he’s around? How would it feel, if your lips came in contact with his? How would it taste like, when you were passionately kissing each other, slowly tearing off each other’s clothes-
It was only when Ron accidentally slapped George’s head while running that he was snapped back to reality. George choked out his coffee, the impact was more than enough to spill out his guts. Fred who was watching quickly stood up and slapped Ron’s head back as payback, “Watch where you’re going, you git! He could’ve choked!”
“Merlin, are you alright, George?!!” You quickly stood up to his aid, rubbing his back to ease up his coughing. George couldn’t stop coughing, yet he nodded.
He was more flustered by the fact that your hand was rubbing his back continuously than his respiratory system being endangered.
When his coughing slowed down, he had a few stray tears on his cheeks. Merlin, his throat felt like burning. He quickly downed a glass of water, sighing in relief that he could breathe again.
Ron better fucking watch his pillows tonight for tarantulas.
“Blimey, George, thought I would lose you there for a bit.” You let a relieved laugh, still being next to him, slowly rubbing his back. George wouldn’t admit it, but your hand on his back felt so comfortable, and cozy.
You patted his back a couple more times before returning to your seat, before you halted, “George.”
He turned to you, blinking, “Yeah?”
You tilted your head as you looked at him, worry etched at your face, “Your face is red,” you shrugged suddenly, “But then again, you almost died.”
“Don’t scare us like that again! I was bloody worried that I’ll have to send a letter to Mum about your death!” Fred returned and smacked George’s arm. “You git, that’s all you’re worried about.” George deadpan, but the teasing smile on his lips was visible. 
“Should we send you to the Hospital wing?” You asked, a little bit of concern was still there. George couldn’t hide his small tiny smile, his heart was buzzing with joy when you asked him that. “Worried much about me, Y/N?” George gave you a charming smile with a wink.
He watched as the red hue entered your cheeks, the soft shade of pink somehow made you look... cuter. You scoffed in surprise and had to look away for a second before looking back at him, “Wouldn’t want you to die and leave me taking care of Fred alone. “
“Hey!” Fred complained and you three laughed. 
As if everything was in slow motion, George’s eyes darted to you as you laugh. The way your eyes crinkle, the way your lips stretch to form that wide smile, the sound of your laugh could brighten up his days for a week. And somehow with the soft pink blush on your cheeks, it makes you look much more charming.
Bloody hell, George sure did change the way he looked at you.
“Look! It’s snowing!” A first-year’s shout echoed throughout the hall, and everyone snapped their heads to the windows. Small white orbs of snow floating down from the sky to the ground. “Pretty early for snow days, huh?” Fred muttered, George nodded, it was a bit early. But you weren’t listening. You were growing excited by the second.
“It’s snowing! That means we could make snow angels! And have snowball fights!”  Fred and George had forgotten how much you loved snows, and was reminded as they saw your twinkling eyes.
They slightly flinched when your head snapped to look at them, “Can we go on a midnight picnic this weekend? Please, please, please!” Once you gave them the puppy-dog eyes, they knew they lost.
“But it’s going to be freezing outside, Y/N.” Fred whined. “I have a heating mat mum bought when she went to a muggle city once! Please?”
George couldn’t help but to chuckle, you looked so adorable.
“Don’t use your puppy-dog eyes too long, Y/N. Soon people will know what kind of power you possess.” George playfully said as he glanced at Neville who sat beside you, he was staring at you with his mouth agape. You followed his eyes and laughed at Neville. You pat the lad’s shoulder and quickly whispering, “Don’t tell anyone!”
Poor Neville nodded eagerly.
The weekend soon arrived, and you were all set for the midnight picnic. George had bribed the house elves for food, you brought out the heating mat and extra blankets, and Fred brought all the jumpers he could find. Your go to place? Right in front of Hagrid’s hut, again.
“Thank you so much, Hagrid!” You said as you give the half-giant a hug. “Make sure you don’t get caught this time! Argus will not be fooled twice!” He warned you, before patting your head goodnight.
George arrived a few minutes later with baskets of food. “Where’s Freddie-O?” you asked. George shrugged, “Turns out he had detention with Snape and had forgotten about it. He’ll come around later.”
“Well, seems like it’s just the two of us tonight.” You sighed in content, watching the white mist came out from your mouth. George gave you a dazzling smile, “Who’s complaining?”
George was actually nervous for that night. It’s not like it’s the first time he had hung out with you, so he had no idea why. But ever since he had acknowledged his feelings towards you, he felt this fuzzy buzzy feeling in his stomach whenever you’re around. And he may have told you a little tiny lie about Fred.
George and Fred are twins, they know everything about each other. Fred was pretending to be oblivious the whole time, when he knew everything. Fred had given George a head-start, like he said, “Get it done before I’m there, or I’ll tell Y/N myself.” George was horrified to say the least, and Fred just scoffed, “You think you could hide things from me? Your twin? Your older brother?”
So, now that he's forced to confess, George Weasley had never felt so nervous.
It's been an hour since you both started the midnight picnic, you were munching a sandwich while laying down and George was taking a sip on his hot chocolate, courtesy to Hagrid. He glanced at your way, listening to every bit of your words about the stars on the dark sky. You looked so fascinated and George felt his heartbeat doubled in pace.
"Y/N." He called. You turned your head to him, still laying down, "What's up, Georgie?" A small smile was playing on his lips, and his eyes were tender as he looked at you, "I just realized I like someone." He saw your expression dropped for a second, before you quickly put up a smile.
...What was that?
"Who's the unlucky one?" You imitated his way of talking, like the time at Astronomy Tower. George picked it up quickly and chuckled, "Can't tell you just yet." You chuckled, "Then why bother telling me?"
"I need to let out something, like you said." George stopped laughing, but his lips still have that soft smile. You sat up and face him properly. Your knees met his, and you were giving him a supportive smile, despite your slowly breaking heart. "Tell me everything about them."
The sparkle in your eyes were gone, and George wondered why.
"Well, where do I start?" George muttered to himself, sighing. The mist escaped his lips and came in contact with your face. He looked down to his hands that rested on his lap, then his eyes darted to your hands. Swiftly, he took your right hand and begin to rub small circles on it.
At first, you were stunned. Then you figured he may need an additional support, thus your hand. You tried to ignore the butterflies in your stomach as you feel his skin softly brush against yours.
"Whenever they're around, I feel as if they radiate this kind of soft and cheerful energy. The way their eyes sparkle when they talk about something that excites them, the sound of their laugh when something is funny, the way when the sunset light kissed their face, it makes them look much more ethereal." George laid word by word carefully, he couldn't look up to you, or else he'd blush his head off.
And because he didn't look at you, he didn't see your faltering smile.
He continued to play with your hand when he said, "They're playful; as I am, but they know when to stop and be serious, to listen to things. They know which words to give when they're comforting me, and they give the best hugs a tall lad like me could possibly ask for," He chuckled, the faint blush on his cheeks saturated.
And you had lost your smile. You begin to wonder if your hugs are even enough? Were you that playful that you couldn't be serious? Did you not give advice the right way before? Suddenly, the insecurities swarmed you, and you were choking up. With your eyes watery, you muttered, "Tell me more, George."
Oblivious of your heartbroken state, George continued with a wide smile, both of his hands holding tight on yours, "I wonder sometimes, how happy could I make them be, the way they make me happy? How wonderful would life be, if I could call them mine? And, I wonder if someday they want to be my partner for life."
It hurt your heart, seeing George looking so happy telling you about that someone he likes, oblivious and ignorant to your state. It pained you, that you wanted him to be happy, even if he's happy without you. You would be happy for him, but Bloody Merlin, why does it hurt so much?
"You know, Y/N, right before I close my eyes," One and two stray tears rolled down your cheeks.
"The only thing that's on my mind," Subconsciously, you squeezed his hand, trying so hard not to let out a sob.
"I've been dreaming that you feel it too," Wait, you?
"I wonder what it's like to be loved by you." Finally, George looked up to you, with a wide smile. But that smile was drained right after he took in your state. You were looking at him with wide eyes, tears rolling down your cheeks, your mouth was agape.
"W...What?" You let out a whisper. George was quick to let go of your hand to cup your face, wiping away your tears, "W-were you crying? I... I didn't mean to make you cry, Y/N." He let out softly, his face contorted with concern and regret.
You were speechless, frozen. George gulped as he saw your state, and moved away slowly. "I... I knew I shouldn't have said anything. I am, so... sorry." George was breaking on the inside. In his mind, he thought you were crying in denial, that that was your rejection to him.
"Do... Do you like me?" Your whisper sounds so loud to George. George looked at you in embarrassment and shame, before looking away, "Yeah, I do. But I knew you wouldn't like me back, so it's fine I guess-"
He likes you... He likes you. He likes you!!!
"So, everything you say about them, you were... talking about me?" You were still trying to process everything. A few seconds ago, you were so ready getting your heart broken, and now you're just confused.
You remembered the way he talked about that someone, and your face grew red. The tears in your eyes had dried up, George.... George Weasley likes you?
"George," You called. George was upset, yet he responded, "Yeah?"
"When I cried just now, do you know why?" You said slowly, your heartbeat increases. George gave you a sad and pained smile, "Because you were shocked and you were denying me?" His broken voice pained you. You slowly moved in front of him on your knees, while he was sitting with his legs crossed. He watched your every movement, somehow even with red eyes you still looked beautiful.
You slowly reached for his arms, and put them to your waist. The way his hands hugged your inches perfectly made the butterflies in your stomach grew wild. You could see it in him, that he was having butterflies as well. "I was crying because..." You trailed off, bringing your hands to each side his face, something that you've been wanting to do for quite a while. He was looking up to you slightly, and he could see your pink blush.
"Because I was heartbroken that you were talking about someone else rather than me." George blinked a few times, his heartbeat increased its pace like never before, "C-come again?" He stuttered. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. It made you chuckle as you painted a gentle smile on your lips, "I like you too, George. I always have."
Seeing how speechless you made him, you leaned down slightly, until your nose were touching. Your breaths, the cold mists hit both of your faces. You watched his eyes for a moment, before it lingered down to his lips. You watched him do the same to yours with a gulp.
"Kiss me, Weasley."
George's lips slowly formed a smile, "You don't have to ask me twice." And with that he leaned up and engulfed your lips with his. It was a soft kiss first, cautious and careful. And by time went on as you two got more comfortable, the kiss was hungry, passionate, just everything you could ask for. George's hands gripped tighter to your waist, engulfing more inches to pull your closer. You arms were wrapped around his head, hands playing with his hair, trying to take as much as you could.
Only when you need oxygen did you pull away, and even then George seemed eager for more as he stole a few pecks. Your heart was about to explode, bloody hell. George Weasley is a bloody good kisser.
Soon, you were on the ground with George hovering you, planting peppers of kisses onto your face. You were giggling non-stop, begging him to stop, yet you love the affection. Your heart swelled with joy. He stopped finally, but he stayed still, hovering you, taking in the view under him.
"Has anyone ever told you you're beautiful, Y/N?" He whispered, his smile mirroring yours perfectly. He was in euphoria, he had never felt so happy.
"Yeah," You grinned before leaning up to plant a soft kiss on his lips, "You have."
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Falling for someone like you
Chapter 9 ? What a day
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Tags : fluff and slight smut warning ⚠️
The next day went swiftly, you both had a great time at the mine and then the museum, afterwards you both went out for dinner, in the small restaurant she had spotted before. Wilhemina offered to pay since you had already done so much for her those few days. "I insist baby..you've been amazing and I was the one who suggested it... Let me get this one"
"Okay fine...don't make a habit out of it you know I love to spoil you, my darling" you had responded placing your hand on her cheek. That night you had gone to bed early, exhausted from the day spent. Your lover laid by your side, your arms around her protectively and her leg draped over your body, and fingers upon your collarbones. "Y/n ?"
"Mm ?" "What are we gonna do tomorrow ? I tried to find something to vis..."
"Amusement Park"
"Huh ?"
"Tomorrow that's what we're doing"
"Oh...you do kn..."
"I checked if it was something you could do, and there are many attraction available"; "Good..." She said before yawning. "Oh baby sleep you're tried"
"I don't want this day to end"
"It doesn't have to...in your mind never" You turned slightly, putting your hand around her hip and under her head, and hers went to your neck. Your legs found the spot between hers and the one still on top of your body. On Sunday you woke up a little bit early to pack stuff in the car before traveling to the park, your girlfriend watching the landscape pass by the cars window. Your eyes fixated on the rood and right hand in hers on her thigh. You arrived and went inside. The place was kinda crowded but since Wilhemina couldn't stand for too long waiting wasn't a problem, you could easily enter attraction in another line. "I hate their faces when they see me cut the line" she said growling from anger and you caressed her hair while explaining "Hey baby... You're not cutting line, your simply taking another one. If they don't like it they can try and live all their life in a body that aches like yours. They'll see if taking that line is worth the trouble."
"I guess you're right"
"I am...if they aren't happy about it they can suck my dick"
"OH so they can but you barely let me do it ?" You playfully feigned being offended and slightly pinched her arm. "That's not even true.."
"It is. Whenever I wanna do it you don't pack"
"Well I'm not going to pack every single day love"
"Well at least some of them baby"
You giggled and subconsciously started walking towards a small Russian mountain.
"Are you up for that mina ?"
"Of course. I'm up for anything", "You Sure ? It seems pretty scary". "It's not. Besides if it wear it would say not for people with back problems"
"Okay okay... Well when you throw up just make sure it's not while the wind is in our way."
"Haha very funny"
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She said as you took her hand and leaded her to the side line, after a few minutes you got in the seats. Wilhemina held your hand a little tighter than usual, so you nuzzled behind her ear and told her she was more than safe with you. She relaxed a bit and then screams and squeals of joy were the only thing that could be heard. You both moved throughout the park, doing things left and right, pointing at beautiful landscape and designs. You stopped at a flying swing and encouraged wilhemina to come with you and do it together. But she didn't seam to keened on it. Even as you took her hand and tugged her towards it she held her ground. The mushroom tower started to rise and everyone started cheering as the chair flew around in circles and people moved in their chairs."Look it's fun honey" "It's for kids."..."No. It's not. Watch there are plenty of adults her and besides it didn't bother you in the flying elephants."
"That was different"
"Absolutely not, look if it's because you don't stand the movements it's okay, but at least tell me"
"I do stand it" you went closer to her, your hands on her hips as you kissed her cheeks "Babe tell me what the real problem is, no bullshit please"
"I don't have. Anywhere to put my cane in there."
"Well we can leave it in the entrance"
"I'd rather not"
"Why, you don't need it during the ride, and I'll get it for you at the end baby"
"Who knows what will happen during the ride. I don't want to find it broken, not only because you gifted it to me, but because it is my life, I refuse to let it be broken or lost by those incompetent people"
"Hey..hey no need to insult anyone here, baby I know that, but just like when you go to bed you leave it to the side, you can let them take care of it"
"I..."
"Baby I promise nothing bad will happen"
"How can you do that"
"I'll make sure it doesn't, do you trust me ?"
"Of course I trust you. I just don't trust anybody else"
"But you learned how to trust me, so maybe you can try and give a little trust to that"
"Fine. One session"
"Yay ! I promise you'll love it" You said as you both went to it, and as soon as wilhemina was sited you went up to the people managing the attraction and asked them to keep her cane during the ride.
"Oh and by the way. If anything happens to it. Even the slightest impact, i will make sure you all lose your job, and ruin your reputation so much no one will go to a park that is unacceptable with disabled people."
"..we..yes. well, we will take good care of it"
"You better do." You went back and sat just next to Wilhemina on the double sided chair. "Did you te..."
"It's okay baby. They'll handle it carefully"
"Oh okay..." The swing raised above the floor, and progressively your feets hanged down as they stopped touching ground and The ride began. the wind hit your face faster and faster and you both smiled and yelled as it spined. Wilhemina had to keep her hand on her skirt so it didn't lift up and give everyone else a great view and you giggled. You whispered in her ear as the world around you kept turning and turning. "Don't traumatize these children and get arrested for public nudity I'd hate to have to get you out of jail and runaway together..."
"Is it weird of it actually sounds good"
"Depends on which part"
"The last bit you fool"
"Well my anxiety could never...but keep dreaming darling" You both laughed and held hands as the chairs were turning even faster. At one point the air was to rapid through her hair and it detached her hairdo, you Heard her groan as her hair moved everywhere including her face while she looked at you. "Oh come on why"
"It's fine mina just let it go"
"It's a good thing this was not a wig"
You laughed again as You pushed the hair out of her face and saw her eyes shining with joy, you don't think you ever saw her so happy your whole life, and you thought maybe she never has been.
"I love you y/n"
She said as her hair flew behind her like a beautiful main. You couldn't help but put your hands around her face and bring her for a kiss. Your lips lingered on hers for a while, hands stoking her cheek and breathing linked and she pulled away questioning. "Why the kiss?"
"I just couldn't not kiss you right then"
"But in front of all these people ? Children"
"They won't die because I kissed the woman I love. They've seen people kiss before, they'll be fine"
"But the people here ?"
"I don't give a single fuck about them, I love you and they better get over it."
"I love you too" You enjoyed the rest of the ride, and after you got down you went to get wilhemina's cane for her, and as it took a little longer before she got out of it like the rest you heard someone tell her to get off the swing because people were waiting. You immediately turned around and went up to him, her stepped back a little "What did you just say ?"
"I..i said that this bitch needs to get off of the swing or learn to leave others their turn"
"You better shut the fuck up now, or else you really aren't going to enjoy the ride with a broken nose and bleeding face."
"Is that a threat ?"
"No it's a promise."
"It's unacceptable she ne.."
"And you need to stick your patience up your ass and fuck off. She'd be out of there in a second if you were able to keep your fucking mouth shut, now I bet you don't have any one in your life who has a disability except you because you are clearly having a stroke so let me tell you this. You say anything offensive to my wife. And I'll have your fucking ass in the floor."
"How dare you ? Telling all this in front of my kids"
"Maybe it'll teach them not to be complete assholes to people. Now your kids didn't say anything you did. So maybe you could thing about that"
"M'am you have to hurry..and keep your distance with the rest of the clients" The bold men tried to respond.
"But...i..i" ."
"we'll be out in a sec.. You. Save it. I honestly don't give a shit about your opinion, I'm not doing this for me, I'm doing it for her. Because if she weren't there I would have already been in jail for beating your ass. I'll say it once. Stay. Away. From. her. And keep your thoughts to your two inches long brain."
You went back to give her her cane and you both left the swings, glaring one last time at the men, who looked like he was about to piss his paints.
"Don't bother him, he's an ass"
"You don't always have to get in trouble for me"
"You're kidding right ? He was practically begging me to tell him off. Besides no one talks to you like this and gets away with it on my watch"
"He looked like a kid cought cheating have to admit watching you It was a little hot." She whispered in your ear
"Happy to oblige" you said as you pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and grazed her cheek. After that she bent forward a little and lifted her arms to try and do her hair back which you knew could hurt her.
"Hey hey no.. leave it" you said as you put your hands on hers.
"Let's sit over here baby"
You said while taking her to a small stair bench.
"Sir over here I'll sit on the one higher.
"Oh okay"
You settled her between your knees and asked for her hair tie.
"Do you really want to put it up again ? You know I love your hair down like this, you look so beautiful"
"I know you do, but it's our thing you know, I don't want it to become banal, I like that you're the only one who sees me like this, it makes it special"
"We have other things that are private darling, just because you go out with your hair down it doesn't mean it's not special anymore. I still get to see you in your nightwear or with a messy tee-shirt and a lazy bun."
"I know but still, I prefer keeping it up please"
"Okay baby no problem, can I put it up how I want ?"
"..fine yes, but no funny business"
"Of course" you said as you kissed her neck. You started sectioning her hair, brushing it through your fingers, huming softly. And you started breading, strands of hair between your hands, one over the other. Starting from up and then going down. Wilhemina relaxing visibly in your embrace, letting her head slightly back.
"Oooooooh, I am not the only traveler, who has not repaid His debt, I've been searching for a trail to follow again take me back to the night we met, and then I can tell myself what the hell am I supposed to do.
I had all and then most of you some and now none of you. Ooh
Take me back to the night we met.
"Here done"
"Can I sea ?"
"Let me just ..there "
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"Oh..y/n"
"You don't like it ?"
"No..no i do like it.. it's different than what I'm used to"
"I figured you don't usually bread it because it's probably to painful, so I wanted to do something nice". "I love it y/n"
"You look beautiful"
She blushed softly before you kissed her lips.
Afterwards you were both a little hungry, so you took wilhemina to a candy shop, they sold many things like sugar canes and candy floss
You waited before asking Wilhemina what she wanted, and ordered a pomme d'amour for starters, and decided you would take candy floss to walk.
"It's going to be messy y/n we have to cut in"
"No..baby the whole thing is to bite it at the same time"
"I swear if you get my shirt stained"
"It won't willy"
"Oh you know I hate that nickname"
"That's why I use it willy"
She groaned and you both stood while you held the food.
"On three"
"Wait does that mean we bite on three or after three"
"Oh just bite it on three love"
"One."
"Two" you both said
"Three"
You both took a bite out of the apple, juices covering your taste buds and the sweet sugar envelope cracking.
You giggled with your mouths full  and finished the apple as much as you could, heads turning around to find a good angle and sharing the same space.
You noticed Wilhemina had sugar on her top lip corner.
"Baby you have a little something here"
"Oh..thank you"
She tried getting it off but it wasn't efficient. So you stepped closer.
"Here..let me do it" you said before setting down the rest of the dish and pressing her against you while your hands found her jaw and you kissed her soundly, she moaned a little when you bit her top lip. And grazed it with your tongue. It asked for entrance and Wilhemina granted it to you. You made out together for a little bit before parting a little and just holding each other for a while, pairs of hands around shoulders and hips.
After that you bought the candy floss and started walking around the park once again.
You both picked in each others sticks, exchanging looks, smiles and kisses.
Feeding each other bits every now and then.
After a dozen minutes you had both finished
And you kissed her again, sharing the taste of sugar between each other. Her cane pressed against her and her cheek in your hand.
"Thank you y/n"
"For what ?". "For giving my life purpose"
"Aw baby why do you have to be so damn cute ALL the time"
"I'm serious"
"Me too...and you don't need to thank me, you mean everything to me. Come here."
You said before taking her inside your arms, inhaling her sent and circling your arms around her frame. You pressed kisses in her hair and she place them in your neck.
"I love you so much Wilhemina"
She started to tear up a little bit before sniffling and hiding more inside your body.
"I mean it...baby you don't ever have to cry about that again..for I will hold you till the end of time itself. And in every one of your future life's I'll have you in my heart."
Time passed as you held each others before slowly getting going again.
You arrived at a shooting game, pushed animals were hanging from the walls and ceiling.
"Oh here let me win you something !"
"Oh come on darling these games are money black holes"
"Not if your good at it" she starting turning around and walking away
"Besides it's gun shooting you're not going to be any good at that love you don't own any. Also I think it's quite funny that yo..."
"Here m'am, ya just need to get those target over there to ya win"
"Huhh come on y/n, do you even know what I said"
"Ssh baby I gotta focus"
"Sshh? So you shush me now ?"
You ignored her rambling as your hands settled their positions and you started shooting the first few bullets hitting right on the targets, five bullets later you heard a ringing sound and the guy stunned by your performance started
"Well m'am I'll be honest I wasn't expecting ya to win on the first try. But here ya go, you can pick one of them little stuffed animals"
"Mm I'll have this one for my lady over there "
"Excellent choice...here there ya go ... have a nice day birdies"
You giggled and thanked him as you went up to Wilhemina and gave her the white furry bunny you had won.
"So since you were so supportive I'll just keep it to myself"
"...I'm sorry baby...i just didn't want you to waste your money" "I know"
You said as you handed her the toy, "it's for you baby", "Oh.. really ? Wow it's the first time my lover...well anyone wins me something at a game"
"Looks like I'm your first on lots of things babe"
"Heyy" she responded while jabbing your shoulder "Aww why do you always do that, I think I need to go check it at the hospital."
"Oh don't be A baby y/n"
"Well you're the one standing with a bunny in your arms so who's really the baby huh?" She frowned before she joined you in laughter. You walked hand in hand with her gift under her hand. The sun was starting to set slowly as you both chatted and enjoyed the rest of the day.
"Let's get married"
"...What ?"
"Here let's get married now"
"..y/n ? I don't understand...I'm not sure it's a good idea"
"Chill baby I meant there" you said as you pointed the small church in the middle of the other attractions.
"It says it celebrates unions and marriages, but nothing actually official"
"Oh .."
"So let's get married here darling. Let's have our unofficial official ceremony now"
You said as you led her to the counter
"Wait..."
"It's okay you don't want to"
"No..no I definitely want to, I'm just straddled, and what If they don't celebrate our 'marriage', baby there are no legal obligations here"
"Well I don't care if they don't celebrate 'Our' marriage. I'll find another fake church that does, but we have to try frist right ?"
She nodded and took your hand.
"Hello ladies how May I help you"
You both looked at each other and she smiled.
"We would like to get married." "Alright, are you married irl ?" "Nope"
"I have to inform you this is all outside of any actual legal union, this mariage is only valid here, and in your hearts."
"We know"
"Perfect then. Follow me" You arrived in a room filled with dressed and suits, the man asked if you wanted to pay before or after, you decided to do it now, Wilhemina didn't even notice you did. "I'll let you approximately 30 minutes to choose your formal wear and get dressed, an hour to prepare your vows and will Then accompany the... well brides walk down the aisle"
"If it's easier i don't mind being already there."
"Oh yes good. Anyway, I'll let you change, there are two different Rooms with staff so you don't see each other until marriage"
"Thank you". You both said before picking your outfits and trying on dresses and suits. After some time the man came back and took Wilhemina before letting you know where was the aisle. You waited there with the pastor, who didn't look used to celebrating marriages between women, but who wasn't mad about it. The music started and there was no one else in the church except for the few staff and you both. The doors opened and you saw your girlfriend walk arm in arm with the guy who welcomed you in. She looked ethereal, beautiful you had never seen such beauty before, her hair was in a beautiful hairdo, half down half up, a bunch of colored flowers in her hair and even a purple orange make-up.
She walked gracefully, her dress following her and a veil attached to her flower crown.
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"Hey"
"Hey...wow, you...look... amazing...I'm so lucky" she blushed before being handled her cane and replied "Well...I must say You're not so Bad yourself y/n"
"Erm erm.. We are reunited today. To celebrate the union of two beautiful souls, linked together by life. Two hearts beating at the same pace, two bodies sharing one path. We are here, in the evening of this bright full day, to make the two women standing here, married, for better and for worst until death do them apart...If i may have the rings. " He took them and turned to Wilhemina "You will now exchange your vows"
"Oh..lord..sorry. this is the part I'm not going to be good at. But you already know that.
You know every part of me. Every single piece I've yet to discover. You hold them, in your arms. Steady, fierce, protective, bringing me the safe home i could have never hope to have. And yet here you stand. By my side every day. You hold my heart, and you make my sun hang, so bright yet so easy, in my sky. I didn't believe I could ever be liked. And you showed me unconditional love.
I didn't believe I was pretty, you made me feel like the most beautiful goddess in the world. I didn't believe I could feel it, but darling, you are the person I love like I would have never believed such feeling existed.. I am not good at expressing feelings, I find them to abstract, to volatile to be caught by my words. So I chose the ones of someone else that resonated with me so hard I believe them to be our own.
'You belong with me, my love. And I belong with you. We should live life side by side, In everything we do. You belong with me today, For now and ever more. And I belong with you, my dear, The one that I adore. We were meant to be, I know; It’s written in the stars. I love the way we are as one, And everything you are. Just think of all the moments Aligning for us to meet, So once we found each other, We were bound to feel complete. But this part of our story, We’ll sit and write together. Hanging memories on the wall,of the home we’ll share forever. So, both of us are certain. As we each say ‘I do’, That you belong with me, my love, And I belong with you." As she was done and the tears spilled from your eyes the pastor gave her a ring and spoke again.". "Now you will repeat after me as you place the ring on her, -I take you, y/f/n" "I take you y/f/n" ; "—to be my wedded Wife" "To be my wedded Wife"
"— to have and to hold from this day forward"; "To have and to hold from this day forward"
"—for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer''; "for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer" ; "—in sickness and in health to love and to cherish,"; "in sickness and in health to love and to cherish,". "—till death do us part"
"Till death do us part"
She said as she finally settled the ring she picked out on you.
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"You will now exchange your vows to your bride."
".. Wilhemina, every time I dreamed about love, it was always me finding it, searching, like a lost salior for my beloved boat.But little did I know, love would find me, it would find a way through my heart, in between the cracks of it, sunshine would bring healing. I remember when I first fell in love. The intensity, the warmth, I remember her smile, her hair. I remember how hard I loved. How wrong I may have, probably because of the youth. I remember how much it had hurt. When she was taken away from me. When I could no longer hold her body, when everything from her had immediately and indefinitely turned to dust. I remember how I cursed at the wind, yelled, screamed, cried, abused whatever God had been responsible for it, responsible for this pain love had brought. I swore, I swore to never love ever again. And I tried, I begged for love to leave me alone. I dreamed it would never hurt again. And I remember when I found you, and you found me. How utterly lost we had been. How stupid it was for me to think I would not fall for you.
For your smile.
For your laugh.
For your eyes.
For your tears of joy and sorrow. For every single beat of your heart. How stupid I had been, To think I would never fall again. But the truth is, I spent all these years climbing, to afraid, to hurt, to coward, to actually jump. But the more high you gain The longer and harder the fall. And man, did I fall. And man, how did it feel so terribly perfect to do so. And man, little did I know, you could make me fly. I wasn't scared anymore. It didn't hurt. It was the answer I had been searching for all of my life. The one I didn't know was within me all along, the one you brought to life. It was love, love was the answer. No Our, our love was the answer. I'm so completely and unapologetically in love with you. You, you, you it's always been you. And the stars are watching, they are jealous, and they talk because never in the eternal burn they experience, never did they see souls shine so bright. Our connection goes beyond speaking, you choose words to express what you want to say. I want words to choose how to express what I say.  In truth, we married each other that first night, in bed, we had been married by our bodies, but now we stand in history—what our bodies had said, mouth to mouth, we now said publicly, gathered together.
'I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:i love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself, and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose from the earth lives dimly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you directly without problems or pride: I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love, except in this form in which I am not nor are you, so close that your hand upon my chest is mine, so close that your eyes close with my dreams... We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight, live coiled in shells of loneliness, until love leaves its high holy temple and comes into our sight to liberate us into life. Love arrives and in its train come ecstasies, old memories of pleasure, ancient histories of pain. Yet if we are bold, love strikes away the chains of fear from our souls. We are weaned from our timidity, In the flush of love’s light, we dare be brave. And suddenly we see that love costs all we are and will ever be. Yet it is only love, which sets us free.'.. Today i stand here, as i will stand for as long as my fragile body allows me to, perhaps then I will sit, or lay, by your side my dear, always. And love within me blooms, and makes flowers from every cell in me grow. I will choose you over and over again love, I will hold you close, I will give you peace, I will bring you home. In me. In my heart."
"Now, for the ring.."
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He gave you the one you'd picked for her, a thick golden string with amethyst, and Carnelian.
"-I take you, Wilhemina venable"
"I take you, Wilhemina venable"
"-to be my wedded Wife"
"To be my wedded Wife"
"- to have and to hold from this day forward"
"To have and to hold from this day forward"
"- for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer
"for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer"
"-in sickness and in health to love and to cherish,"
"in sickness and in health to love and to cherish,
"-till death do us part"
You finally slid the ring on her finger before saying.
"Till death do us part
"Perfect, you may now kiss the bide."
You turned to Wilhemina, picked the veil covering her face, lifted it and placed it backwards before taking she took her face in her hands and yours grabbed her hips, bending her slightly backwards before stealing her lips in the most beautiful and delicious kiss you both had the chance to share, oxygen wasn't even needed as your whole body experienced full Bliss, during the embrace you heard, no felt her mumble 'i love you' to which she know you replied by kissing her harder tumbling a little before parting away, faces close, smiles on both of your lips. You walked down the aisle tightly pressed together her hair darked than usual with the dim candle light. And as you went through the door, bells rang and you felt rice being thrown at you from somewhere you couldn't spot. Eventually you got outside, turned to your wife and spun her around before kissing for what would most definitely not be the last time of the day, body pressed together like it will be during your Wedding night.
When you came back home both of your touch yas tender yet urgent, you took no time to
Set your things, just immediately riding her of her day clothes and coat, slamming the door with your feet and taking her upstairs. Before the bedroom door you lifted her up over the threshold, "tradition is sacred my darling"
"Shut up and just make love to me"
Shortly you were both in your underwear, your body on top of hers, cradling her with kisses and caresses, your lips all over her body.
You began to take her nipple in your mouth and play with the other one, her back arched and she moaned loudly, you were starting to kiss your way down her body but she stopped you.
"I..I..want us to cum...together"
"I can't refuse my baby now"
You dragged down her body before teasing her inner thigh and kissing her clit, making sure she was wet enough, you went up her body again, your hand between her legs stating to work her up. Your own hand finding yourself, toying with your panties before sitting back and touching yourself for her to see. Once you were both ready you aligned both of your centers, and lowered yourself on her. Hearing a moan from both of your throats as the contact was a delightful bliss. Your moans filled the room as you rubbed your clitorises faster, wet sounds coming from the friction. "Uh..uH baby I'm getting close"
"..wait a bit for me.. can you do that ?"
"Uhh..yeah..yeaH" You doubled your efforts and before you knew it she was cumming all over you which triggered your own orgasm. You fell on her body, legs intertwined as your bodies sank into each others. Still catching her breath Wilhemina couldn't stop herself from laughing.
"...We got married...in an amusement park";
"We did baby...".
".....I love you";
"I love you too baby"
A/n: the italic pieces are bits of different poems, I couldn't settle for one, if you think cutting a poem is sacrilegious I'm sorry but I believe that Words and art is ment to be movements, live and change though our experiences of then, pieces of structure that you can use to build. your own.
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