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theidiotwhowritesthings · 1 year

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New Girl [03]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

(slow burn, endgame, as in you’ll be seeing some short term pairings here and then as well)

MODERN DAY AU

Word count: 3,922

Warning: toxic relationship inbound, cursing

Summary: Life threw you a curve ball when you walked in on your long term boyfriend making out with someone who definitely wasn’t you. Since living with him was no longer an option, you’ve ventured out at the advice of a work friend and found the absolute perfect loft to reside in. The only issue?

You suddenly have four very odd roommates.

[03]: BACK UP PLAN

“So? Any fun weekend plans?”

You glanced up from the schedule you were working on to see Scott Lang leaning his hands on the table you were sitting at. He looked his usual level of mess and the small white bandage sitting under his right eye made you think of Clint funnily enough.

“I’m going to a wedding.” You replied. Scott was the reason you found out about the spare room at the loft in the first place. How he knew about it was questionable since he hadn’t met any of the guys before, but you learned to stop questioning him ages ago. Scott was a genius with a mastering degree in electrical engineering, but a run of bad luck had him sitting in prison for a little while. Now he picked up odd jobs where he could. Baskin Robbins, Chipotle, Starbucks. The set you were on had hired him as the guy to work the lights.

Scott shook his head, “I said fun weekend plans.”

You chuckled in agreement, “I know, but my roommates asked me to go. Apparently one of their ex-girlfriends is gonna be there so I have to play the role of new girlfriend.”

“Oh, that might actually end up being fun.” Scott replied with a nod, “How is the place? You settled in?”

“Yeah, and I love it. Thanks again, Scott.” You beamed at him. Three months had come and gone and living in the loft felt natural to you now. Coming home to see Clint and Peter throwing knives into the ceiling to see which of them would flinch and run away first didn’t even faze you. Seeing Bucky and Sam wrestle one another in the living room for a single phone charger that all the guys shared didn’t even make you blink. Your boys were weird as shit, but they were your boys. “How’s Hope?”

“She hasn’t dumped me yet so that’s pretty cool.” Scott gave you a thumbs up. “Somehow she still hasn’t realized that she is crazy out of my league.”

“Come on, don’t sell yourself short. You’re in the same league at the least.”

Scott shook his head, “We’re not even playing the same sport. She’s in the WNBA and I’m selling coffee in the Starbucks down the road.” You laughed at his analogy and he clapped you on the shoulder. “What about you? Any new guys? Other than the one you’re pretending to date for this wedding?”

“Nah.” You shook your head. “Apparently in the last three years I managed to forget how to be alluring or charming or, uh, normal even. I go to talk to a guy I think is cute and suddenly it’s like I’m possessed by the world’s most awkward and dumbass demon. Only nonsense comes out.”

“Lang, you’re a genius or something, right?” The two of you glanced over to see Natasha strut over in the short black dress they had her wearing for the shoot. “Do you think you can convince her she’s a catch?”

Scott gave you an ‘okay’ sign with his fingers, “You’re more than a catch! You’re the whole damn package! One day you’re gonna find a guy to sell drinks down the street while you play some sport in the stadium.”

You grinned at his words, but Natasha just narrowed her eyes at him in confusion, “What?” You gave her a small wave and she let it go with ease. She crossed her arms, “I told you I’m ready to set you up the moment you’re ready.”

“And I appreciate that.” You replied, “But most of the guys you know kind of…scare me.”

Scott held his hand up, “Oh, wait, I know a guy! He’s super great and he’s not a scary Russian.”

“Not all the men I know are scary Russians.” Natasha rolled her eyes.

“I don’t know.” You mumbled. A lot had improved since the boys helped you get your stuff from your dumbass ex, but you were still terrified to try and get back on the bike after getting stood up the last time you tried. You couldn’t handle another blow like that.

Scott shook his head, “I promise, you’d get along with him. Can I pass your number to him? You won’t regret it!”

You weighed the pros and cons in your head. Scott had been spot on when you took his advice on a new place to live. Maybe you could spare him a little trust on this too. After a moment you sighed and gave him a small shrug, “Why not?”

Sam wasn’t able to come to the wedding. He had gone home for the weekend to visit his family which was really, really sweet. The problem meant it left you in the position of, ‘only working brain cell of the group’. You liked it a lot better when Sam was in control of it and you could slack off. You were rolling into the wedding with Peter, who was on a warpath to try and get laid, Clint, who was working the wedding and taking a weird amount of seriousness in it, and Bucky, who for the first time since you met him looked nervous.

You looped your arm through his, reaching out with your other hand to straighten out his tie like a loving girlfriend would, and shook your head, “What has you so freaked out? Is your ex that horrible?”

“Elektra is great—”

“She’s the fucking devil.” Peter replied and Bucky rolled his eyes. “Your one job today is to make sure they do not interact. Claw her eyes out if you have to, but watch your back because she’ll play dirty.”

Bucky scoffed, “Quill.”

“And whatever you do, don’t—” Peter’s words trailed off as his eyes watched a bridesmaid walk by. He trailed her figure with his eyes, “Holy shit, I got eyes on the prize.”

You held one finger up, “I don’t like that phrase when referring to a woman.”

“She’s going on top of the kill list.” Peter nodded to himself.

"Is that because,” You tilted your head, “You’re going to kill her by having sex with her?”

“Uh, yeah, maybe.” Peter replied and began to walk away.

“Aw, one day you’re gonna kill the nicest girl, Pete.” You chirped out after him.

Bucky and you walked into the main auditorium, where Clint was standing in the aisle working as an usher. He met you guys at the end of the aisle with a smile and held his arm out for show, “Do you wonderful guests need help finding your seats?”

“Why, yes.” You replied with a wide, excited smile.

Clint began to look down his list when a small child stepped up and motioned down the aisle, “You must be Bucky Barnes and his gorgeous plus one. You’ll be sitting in the seventh row to the right. Middle seats.”

“Aw,” You set a hand on your chest at the adorable kid, “Thank you so much—”

“I told you I got this side covered, Gavin.” Clint snapped at him. Then gave him an ‘I’m watching you’ sign with a glare. “Get off my turf.”

Gavin, the adorable child, held his hands out like he wasn’t scared, “Maybe if you weren’t slacking so much over here.”

Bucky reached out with his free hand to set it on yours, which was still holding onto his bicep, “Do you wanna go find our seats before Clint gets arrested for harassing a child?”

“Yes please.” You smiled.

The two of you quickly rushed away from your roommate. Like Gavin had said, your seats were in the seventh row and after the two of you sat down you watched Bucky nervously glance around the well decorated room again. You readjusted your dress and leaned toward him. “Seriously, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Everything’s fine.” Bucky replied like he was trying to convince himself. His eyes drifted to the left then suddenly he snapped his gaze back to you and shook his head, “Not fine. I just saw her. She’s walking over. We gotta go, we gotta—”

“Bucky, relax.” You squeezed his arm. This was the first time you had seen the collected, level man so worked up over anything. Seconds later, a beautiful woman stopped at the other side of him. Her long, dark hair was curled in perfect waves and the dark purple dress she wore seemed to hug her curves perfectly. If you didn’t work with the world’s most gorgeous models you might be a little intimidated. Luckily, this was almost your natural setting.

“Bucky.” Elektra greeted with a charming smile. She had a slight accent that you thought sounded a bit Greek. “How are you?”

“Hey, El.” Bucky turned to face her and gave her a tense smile. “Weird seeing you here, huh?”

She motioned to the front of the room, “I introduced you to the bride and groom. I went to college with them. Remember?”

“Yeah. That…sounds familiar.”

You kept your arm looped through his and leaned forward so your shoulder was pressed against his chest. Then you gave the woman a bright grin, “Hi! I’m [Name], this lucky guy’s new gal, and who are you? I don’t think we’ve met.”

“Elektra.” She replied with a smile that screamed ‘territorial’ and offered you her hand.

You shook it, mimicking her smile, “Right. It is so nice to meet you, Ella.”

Her smile faltered, “Elektra.”

“Eleanor?”

She dragged her eyes away from you and gave Bucky another small smile. Elektra reached forward to squeeze his shoulder, “It was great seeing you. Maybe we can catch up later?”

“Hm, yeah, sure.” Bucky cleared his throat and nodded.

You pulled your hand from his arm to drape around his neck, “I think that would be so much fun. It was really great to meet you, Emily.”

“Elektra.” She replied slowly.

You let out a fake laugh and leaned your head against Bucky, “I give up. I’m hopeless, I guess.”

She gave you one last hardened look before walking away. When she was out of earshot, Bucky slowly turned to you with wide eyes, “Oh my God, that was amazing.”

“I learned from the best.” You shrugged. “Models can be really mean sometimes.”

“She was so jealous! Did you see that?” Bucky laughed and motioned over his shoulder to where she had gone back to her seat. “You’re incredible. Magic, doll.”

You settled back into your seat and casually set a hand on his thigh just in case she looked back over, “What is her deal anyways? What happened between the two of you?”

“Elektra broke up with me.” Bucky shrugged. “I told you, I don’t really know why, but we had dated for a while.”

“How long?”

“Little over three years.”

You gave him a small smile and tilted your head, “Wow, so we do have a lot in common, huh?”

“Yeah, but, our situations were different.” Bucky shook his head. “John Walker was a piece of shit that I’ll murder if I ever see again.” You chuckled to yourself. “Elektra is… She’s great. I mean, sure we had our ups and downs, but the relationship itself was good.”

You just nodded along, but you had a feeling that wasn’t the case at all. Sam, Clint, and Peter all seemed to really hate this woman and there had to be a reason for that. The sound of music coming through the speakers signaled that the wedding was about to begin, and you turned your attention to the front of the room.

The wedding had been beautiful. Probably. Peter had been focused on other things at the time and was still focused on those things now. He leaned on the bar, the red headed bridesmaid in front of him, as he motioned for the bartender to bring them another drink.

“So, you’re in a band?” She asked. “What do you play?”

“I’m lead guitar and lead singer.” Peter shrugged like it was no big deal. “We’re kind of a big deal.”

She shook her head, “Would I have heard of you guys?”

There was a beat of silence then he quickly changed the subject, “What did you say you do for work??”

The woman that he really hoped to bring home tonight opened her mouth to talk but was entirely interrupted when Clint slid into view and nearly knocked her over. He held a hand out, “Shit, I am so sorry, ma’am. You looked wonderful during the ceremonies.” Clint turned to look at him. “Pete, I need your help destroying an 11-year-old boy.”

Peter and the bridesmaid just stared at him for a second before she quickly excused herself and nearly sprinted away. Peter called out to her, but there was no salvaging what had just gone on. He whipped back around to his chaotic roommate and grabbed his shoulders to shake him, “Why are you the way that you are?!”

“You can’t ask me that.” Clint scoffed. “Last week, I had to cut you out of a pair of leather pants after you got stuck in them.”

Peter’s eyes widened, “You said you wouldn’t bring that up again, man.”

“And I won’t.” Clint replied. “As long as you help me prove my superiority over this 11-year-old kid.”

Another pause.

“Yeah, fuck it, okay.” Peter shrugged. “Where’s the kid at?”

“I haven’t seen Peter or Clint in a while.” You said slowly. “Why does that worry me so much?”

Bucky smirked, “Because you’re learning. They’re like toddlers. If it’s quiet or they’re out of sight, then danger is around the corner.”

“Should we…check on them?”

He shook his head, “Absolutely not.”

“Okay but—” You stopped when you spotted Elektra glancing over at the two of you. You focused your eyes back on Bucky with a soft smile that he narrowed his eyes at. Ignoring his confusion, you set your hands on the side of his face and began to knead his cheeks forcing his lips into various shapes.

Bucky, between fish lips, spoke, “What’re you doing?”

“Your ex is looking so I’m making her jealous.” You tilted your head and let out a small laugh as if he said something funny. “She’s walking over.”

Bucky grabbed your hands and pulled them away, “Is she coming? I wanna talk to her alone, doll.” You tried to grab his face again, but he kept you at arm’s length. “Seriously, [Name], it’s fine. I wanna talk to her.”

“You sure?” You asked skeptically.

Elektra arrived at the same time and Bucky turned to face her entirely, “El, hey!”

“Emmanuel!” You greeted.

Bucky lightly pushed you off your chair and onto your feet, “[Name] is just leaving. Aren’t you, [Name]??”

You twisted your lips in worry. The other guys said this was not to happen, but Bucky seemed very adamant. Slowly, you drifted away from the table. Maybe now was the time to make sure your others boys hadn’t gotten arrested or something.

Bucky shifted in his seat and gave Elektra a wide smile, “How’ve you been? You look… You look great.”

“Thanks.” Elektra sat down beside him and set her hand on his shoulder. Bucky turned a bit so he was facing her more. “I can say the same for you.” She lifted her hand and lightly touched the scruff on his jawline. “This is new. I like it.”

The scruff was literally just him being too lazy, but this was an added bonus. Elektra was looking at him like she had back in the beginning of his relationship. This had to be a good sign. Did Elektra want to get back together with him? She began to tell him a little more about what she’d been up to and Bucky stared at her in awe.

It hadn’t taken you long to find the boys at all. Mostly because Clint was in the middle of a circle of people having a dance off with a little kid. Peter was hyping him up, and it was actually kind of adorable. The kid was a really good dancer, and the crowd was cheering them both on. Then Clint took his turn and finished it off with loudly booing in the kid’s face. You grimaced as the crowd turned against him. Rightfully so. They dispersed leaving just your boys standing there and you could see the wheels turning in their heads as they connected the dots.

You walked toward them, “You’re just now realizing that you went too far, huh?”

“Yupp.” Clint replied.

Peter shook his head, “I’m not the jackass that booed an 11-year-old.”

Clint rubbed the back of his head, “Where’s Bucky? Can we leave this wedding yet?”

“Oh, he’s over there.” You motioned over your shoulder to where Bucky was still sitting at the table with Elektra. They were laughing and smiling and it looked like a great conversation. ��They seem happy.” When you turned back around both men were glaring at you. You blinked, “What?”

“You left him alone with Elektra??” Peter cried.

You opened your mouth to speak, but Clint cut in, “You can’t leave him alone with her. She’s gonna suck out what’s left of his soul!”

“He asked to speak to her alone. What was I supposed to do?”

“Not let him do that!” They both yelled.

You pointed at them, “Hey, the two of you were bullying a child. I don’t wanna hear it!” They had no argument to that. You crossed your arms and glanced back over at Bucky. “Are you sure I should stop that? He seems happy with her.”

“Elektra ruined him.” Clint said firmly. “She always does. Over the three years they were together, it was always on and off. She’d keep him around until she could find something she deemed better and then when she got tired of that person she’d come back to Buck. Because she knew he’d always be there. It devastated him. Every single time. You haven’t seen him in that state yet but trust us…” Peter nodded his head alongside Clint. “It’s bad.”

You sighed and gave them a quick nod before turning around and walking over to them. Elektra had her hand draped over his arm and she leaned in with a broad smile. You steeled yourself, stormed up, and pretended to lose your mind, “How dare you!?”

“[Name].” Bucky said between clenched teeth, his eyes telling you to leave.

You shook your hand at them, “How could you do this to me, Bucky??”

“No, no, no.” Elektra stood, “Nothing happened.”

“[Name], go.” Bucky seethed.

“How could you—you—” You grasped your abdomen, “How could you do this to our unborn child!?”

Bucky leveled a glare at you, but Elektra shook her head, “No. Please. Nothing was going on. I have a boyfriend.”

Silence ensued and your eyes widened in surprise. What hurt though was watching Bucky’s face fall in disappointment. He stood up, “You’re… You’re dating someone right now?”

“Well, yeah, but so are you.” Elektra argued.

“Right.” Bucky nodded once. She quickly walked away without another word and you stood there unsure of what to say to your friend. Bucky mumbled a quick thanks to you before turning and walking in the direction of the bar.

You glared at Elektra over your shoulder and resisted the urge to go over and tell her your exact thoughts. It probably wouldn’t help this specific scenario though. You looked away from her and hurried over to the bar. You got there just as Bucky threw back a shot. Probably whiskey. You knew it was his favorite. Bucky didn’t acknowledge your arrival and you quietly just took a seat beside him. He held up two fingers and the bartender brought two more shots. He pushed one towards you and wordlessly you took the shot with him.

“Hey.” You spoke up, but Bucky kept his eyes on the shelf in front of the two of you. “She has a boyfriend.”

“Yeah.” Bucky mumbled.

You continued, “She shouldn’t have been flirting with you like that.” Bucky turned and gave you a tense smile. You set your hand on his shoulder. “You can’t be her back-up plan, Bucky. You’re not a back-up plan kind of guy. You’re…plan A material.” Bucky let out a chuckle and you were happy to see the edges of his lips curl up into a small smile. “You gotta move on.”

He nodded once and you squeezed his arm before ordering two more shots. Bucky took the shot with you again and you left him alone at the bar to his thoughts. Clint and Peter were sitting at the table the four of you had been assigned to. The wedding party had calmed down enough that most people were sitting at their tables as soft music played. A few people slow danced on the floor.

“Hey, hey.” Clint whacked Peter on the arm a few times. Peter and you followed his gaze to where Bucky had come back from the bar and sat down beside Elektra. All of you watched as the two talked, but the conversation seemed solemn. Finally, Bucky gave her a quick hug before standing up and walking toward your table. “He…actually looks okay.”

And he did. His shoulders looked less tense than when you left him at the bar. As he got close, Bucky held his hand out to you, “Come on.”

“Come on?”

“Yeah, you’re coming with me.”

“With you where?”

“Doll,” Bucky smirked at you, “For the love of God, give me your damn hand.”

You did as he said and Bucky dragged you onto the dance floor. He set his hands on your waist with a sigh and you rested your hands on his shoulders. The two of you just swayed for a moment before you nodded, “You okay?”

“I am.” Bucky gave you a smile. It was soft, but it was real. “Thanks for being here.”

“What’re roommates for?” You chuckled.

The two of you laughed for a moment before Clint and Peter rushed over to separate the two of you. Peter was glancing around as he spoke, “Not to cause a scene, but the kid’s mom is looking for Clint and she doesn’t look happy.”

“What kid?” Bucky asked skeptically.

“Oh, Clint and Peter bullied an 11-year-old.” You answered.

Bucky snapped his gaze to them, “You idiots what!?”

“Yell at us in the car.” Clint began to push us off the dance. “Time to go.”

The four of you were speed walking out of the auditorium. Your shoes were making it difficult to keep up with the guys so Bucky wrapped his hand around your wrist and tugged you along as you laughed. The four of you only slowed down as you got outside and on the way to the car you felt your phone buzz in your purse.

You pulled it out to see a text from an unknown number.

‘Hey, [Y/N], this is Pietro Maximoff. Scott gave me your number and said I should reach out!’

#Avengers #slice of life version #mcu #marvel #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader #sam wilson #peter quill #clint barton #natasha romanoff #scott lang #new girl au #modern au

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kyojurismo · 8 months

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I would take my chances with Bakugou. I feel like he wouldn’t use violence towards his darling but Can use it towards your friend or family. He gives him more freedom comparing to Deku who would like control and know your whereabouts.

Bakugou does it less creepy idk. Yandere deku makes my brain go BRR BUT he is scary. Kirishima terrified me

ngl i was a bit confused at first then i realised it was related to my yandere deku post LDKDJFN. anyway here are my thoughts hehe.

cw // yandere themes, manipulative behaviour, mention of stalking & reader gets injured in kirishima’s part (um)

bakugo, as you said, wouldn’t think twice to make his hands dirty, y’know. i see him as someone who would threaten whoever is too close to you, because he doesn’t like it, he doesn’t trust them. what if they want to hurt you later? what if they wanna take advantage of his darling? he can’t allow that. i don’t really see him as the kind of yandere to hurt you — well, not physically at least. he would gaslight you a lot, he’s manipulative af. he would find the dirtiest way to convince you it’s better you live w him, where he can be around you all the time. “i saw that man staring at you, i already saw such looks,” and no one was staring at you ????? but you believe him because . . . why would your lover lie to you? when your friends tried to separate you from him, bakugo lost his mind. who were they to try and take you away from him?! nah. he will keep you with him all for himself now, because they don’t see that you need him. with your parents? that’s a whole new story. he looks and acts like the best boyfriend on earth, they would never suspect him, they actually love to invite him over and bakugo knows better to keep your parents close to you so his plan will work. i believe that bakugo knows what he’s doing with you, he knows why he has such feelings towards you. but it’s fine. he can live with that. he has you with him, and that’s all that matters.

deku doesn’t know. “is it wrong to have such strong feelings? is it really wrong that i want to kill them because they’re too close to my darling? i bet everyone feels like this, right? it’s completely normal!” man tries to gaslight himself first and then it’s your turn. stalking you is his special hobby, he has tons of notebooks with information about you because he wanna be the perfect man for you, he has to prepare himself for such a role. but i won’t speak too much about him in this post since i already posted a drabble w him . . .

kirishima? terrifying? you’re right. [ i know how he is in canon, he’s a ball of sunshine he wouldn’t hurt a fly etc etc. but we’re not here for the canon. ] i believe he wouldn’t mind hurting you a little if that helps his plan to keep you safe, like from literally everything. he stalked you to know your preferences on any kind of topic, he’s all ready to take you home with him. trust me on this, he made a whole ass room with any kind of thing you would like — and you in fact do like them but . . . “e-eijiro, how do you know i like these kind of decorations? i never mentioned it to you,” your laugh showed how nervous you were feeling, the more you glanced around his apartment the more you felt an unsettling feeling growing inside you. when you turn to meet his face he’s staring at you with a serious expression, he’s not gonna lie about all this. he explained everything. because he wants— needs you to understand, so it would work out better. “keep me? you’re crazy,” you shook your head and quickly reached the main door, trying to leave his apartment. too bad he locked the door. “am i, though? your apartment complex is dangerous for you, you can’t live all alone there okay? i can’t allow it.” you didn’t hear a word because your heart is pounding so loud you feel it in your ears and the fear is clouding most of your senses, you want to throw up and cry and kick him and— “darling, you don’t need anyone else but me. i’m gonna take such great care of you, okay? you’re gonna love me,” eijiro said with a strange grin before coming closer to you to cup your wet cheeks. what else could you do now? he trapped you. try get the police? eijiro already took your phone. and when you tried to kick him and get the apartment keys he didn’t think twice before breaking your leg and watch you fall on the floor crying in pain. “i’m so . . . i’m truly sorry darling but you’re not cooperating! how can i keep you safe if you try to run away from me?! quit crying now! i already planned everything . . .”

um well, 👉🏻👈🏻 i’m scared of myself sometimes but yeah, to summarise it i see deku as the most unaware yandere out there; bakugo would never hurt you, he would straight up manipulate you and it works too damn well; kirishima allows himself to hurt you a little because well, it’s for a greater good, right?

#📂 — writing !!#IT’S A NORMAL AU BY THE WAY !!!#yandere!izuku midoriya #yandere!katsuki bakugo #yandere!eijiro kirishima #izuku midoriya x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #eijiro kirishima x reader #my hero academia x reader #mha izuku #mha bakugo #mha kirishima #my hero academia

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tokuvivor · 11 months

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Duckverse June Week 5: Movie Day

Home stretch, baby!!! I sincerely apologize for how late this is, but here you go! I give you…

Movies I Missed on the Moon

It was an exceedingly rainy morning in Duckburg. Breakfast had just finished, and Huey, Dewey, and Louie were sitting at the bar, trying to figure out what to do.

“We could watch the rain outside,” suggested Louie.

“Nah,” responded Dewey. “I want to actually do something.”

“Well, the weather hasn’t given us many options, clearly,” reasoned Huey.

Just then, Della came in. “Hey, boys,” she greeted. “What are you guys still doing in here?”

“Oh, hey, Mom,” replied Dewey. “We’re trying to figure out what to do today, but we’re not getting anywhere.”

“Yeah, this weather sucks,” concurred Louie.

Della gasped. “Where did you hear that word?” she questioned.

“Mom, you literally say it all the time,” replied the green-clad triplet.

“Oh, yeah,” Della realized in a somewhat subdued tone. “Anyway,” she continued, clapping her hands together, “I think I have an idea of something the four of us can do together!”

“Oh?” asked Huey.

“Yep,” Della responded. She fished around in one of the pockets on her jacket, until she pulled out a tiny piece of paper. She unfolded it, revealing its true size, and showed it to the boys.

“What the-?” began Louie.

“‘Movies I Missed on the Moon’?” read Dewey.

“Wow,” finished Huey.

“Basically,” Della explained, “for all the catching-up I’ve done since I returned from the moon a couple years ago, there are still things I haven’t gotten around to yet, what with adventuring and flying and Woodchucking and all that good stuff. So, I decided to make a list of movies that came out while I was on the moon, and since the weather’s crappy today, I thought the four of us could do it together, as sort of a bonding activity.”

“I love that idea, Mom,” agreed Huey.

“Perfect!“ interjected Dewey.

“Alright, let’s do it,” finished Louie.

“Woo!” cheered Della. “We’ll need snacks, though. And some Pep. And we’ll need to decide what exactly we’re going to watch today.”

“Whoa, whoa, Mom!” Huey exclaimed, resting his hand on Della’s. “Take it easy. We can figure this out.”

“Sorry,” Della responded. “Just got a little too amped up there.”

“I know that feeling, Mom,” Dewey piped up.

“So what are we waiting for?” Della continued. “Let’s Dell-ve into this!”

‘Right, there’s still two of them,’ Louie thought, slightly annoyed.

Soon enough, the four ducks were gathered in the den. Della had put on some popcorn for her and her boys to share. Louie had procured some Pep. Dewey had found some assorted candy. And Huey had queued up their first movie of the day.

“Mental Max: Road of Rage!” Della exclaimed. “I love the whole dystopian future concept. I was obsessed with the first three movies as a teen, so I was super excited when I found out they made a fourth while I was gone.”

“They’re gonna release a fifth soon, too!” chirped Dewey.

“Isn’t five a bit excessive, though?” wondered Louie.

Della put on a thoughtful face. “Iiiiit…really depends, I’d say,” she replied. “Sequelitis exists, but there are certain factors that play into the success of the movie, like frequency, cast status, and how good the writing is.”

“Not wrong,” Huey offered. “Uncle Donald took us to see a throwback screening of The World Before Time, and it was great, but thirteen sequels? Now that I would call excessive.”

“Plus,” added Dewey, “most of the voices were provided by kids, so they’d inevitably grow out of the roles at some point. If they used adult actors for those, the voices would’ve been more consistent from movie to movie.”

“They’d have to know how to sound like kids, though,” Louie replied. “Or else it’d just sound weird, seeing a kid on screen, he opens his mouth, and it’s a 40-something dude.”

“Okay, yeah, yeah,” Della brushed off. “Now let’s watch this thing!”

“Whoa.”

That was all Della really had to initially say about the movie.

“That was so cool!” exclaimed Dewey. “It felt like one of our adventures.”

“For all that developmental hell it went through, I’d say it delivered,” Della continued, snapping out of her trance.

“How long had they been planning it?” Huey asked.

“Heck, at least since I was a teen,” admitted Della. “But a lot of outside stuff pushed it back.”

“Oh, god, like the original Max,” groaned Louie. “That guy’s a nutjob.”

“The new Max did a good job, though,” Dewey reasoned. “Okay, so what’s next, Mom?”

“Zombieland,” Della replied.

“Nice,” Louie approved. “I still can’t believe they got Bill Murray to play himself for that one.”

“I loved his ‘Take That’ moment towards Garfield,” added Dewey.

“Yeah, I remember that one. That was not his finest moment,” Della criticized.

“It’s an interesting premise,” admitted Huey. “Let’s get it rolling. Louie, could you please pass the Danish Shrimp?”

“That was so much fun!” exclaimed Della. “Yeah, a zombie apocalypse wouldn’t be an optimal world to live in, but I think we could pull that off. We all have adventure experience, I’m a good fighter, Huey has all his Woodchuck experience, Dewey’s savvy, and Louie, you could get your hands on a lot of supplies.”

“You’ve got a point, Mom,” Huey replied. “I think we’d fair well enough in a zombie apocalypse, but you know who’d be really good in an apocalyptic situation? The girls.”

“Ooh, you’re right,” Dewey agreed. “They already throw themselves into crazy situations at least on a weekly basis, so they’d own it.”

“I’ve honestly lost count of how many different weapons Webby has in her possession,” Louie added.

“However many it is, I’d like to bet I’ve got more!” Della challenged.

“I’ll pass that along to Webby,” Huey replied dryly. “Anyway, what’s next?”

Della’s eyes went wide. “That,” she said quietly.

“Are you sure?” Louie asked.

“It won’t hit too close to ho-“ Dewey began.

“I don’t care,” Della assured. “I need to see how Matt Dalmatian does it.”

The Martian was probably the best choice yet.

The four of them watched in awe as Matt Dalmatian’s character was able to keep himself alive on Mars. Though it did make Della have one regret.

‘Shit, I wish I could’ve cultivated my own food,’ she thought. ‘At least then, I wouldn’t have had to survive solely on that blasted Oxy-Chew. Though it did help me survive that long on the moon. Oh, who am I kidding? It’s hard enough for me to grow food here on Earth. I should really ask Donnie for some pointers.’

By the time the movie ended, Della was feeling a wide range of emotions. Her boys noticed it, too.

“What’d you think, Mom?” Huey asked.

Della’s eyes were red with tears. “I-I don’t think I’ve ever related to any movie as much as I’ve related to that one,” she admitted. “I bet the guy who wrote the book never would have guessed that this gal was lost in space, just like Watney.”

Huey nodded thoughtfully. “I really admired his resourcefulness,” he added.

“I kinda feel bad, though,” Dewey continued.

“Why’s that, Dew?” Della wondered.

“It’s like, he was stuck in space for, what, a year and-a-half? And at least he was able to get in contact with NASA eventually,” Dewey explained. “You were stuck in space for much longer, and we didn’t even realize you were still out there, trying to get back home to us.”

Huey and Louie looked at him, slightly concerned.

“Ah-no offense, Mom.”

“None taken. I’ve kinda gotten used to the whole isolation thing in hindsight, anyway,” Della replied. “That movie really reminded me just how good I have it. To get home in one—well, two—pieces. To be able to finally see you boys in person after 11 years. To live to tell the tale. I’d say this movie was definitely worth it.”

“We love you, Mom,” Louie responded.

“Aww, I love you boys, too,” Della smiled, as they wrapped her in a hug.

“So, what we got next?” quizzed Dewey.

“Okay, you boys are gonna be mad at me for this, but I was kinda thinking Bridesmaids.”

“Eh, I don’t care,” Louie admitted. “I’ve heard good things about that one, anyway.”

“It can be a bit low-brow at times,” Huey added. “But they seemed to have made very good calls in terms of the actresses.”

“And Webby’s already showed me plenty of chick flicks in the past,” Dewey confessed.

“Fair enough. Let’s start it up, then,” declared Della. “After we find more Pep.”

“On it,” Louie shot back.

Overall, what looked to be a dull, rainy day on paper turned out to be really enjoyable for Della, Huey, Dewey, and Louie. Della was able to knock some late 2000s-2010s movies off her to-watch list, and she was able to do it with three of the most important people in her life. And to her, that was worth everything that she went through in the past. Almost like she was Matt Dalmatian.

#ducktales #della duck #huey duck #dewey duck #louie duck #duckverse june #movie day #ducktales fanfiction

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iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia · 11 months

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ok its me again hi AAAHHHH this is so nice i feel so warm im lying on my bed kickin my lil legs i cant believe this thank you for being nice omgggg now im on a roll im gonna say things about julian hkdhjgdgjf

only one song really that i scanned the whole tag looking for to see if anyone said it before and i was so surprised that i didnt find it and i went to check the official playlists on spotify cause maybe its on there already and thERE ISNT ONE WHAT???? i had the muriel one liked on here and id never checked any other ones out lmao but like i swear there had to be one?? like maybe they made it first and its somewhere separately??? julian is like the most popular one how the hell does he not get a spotify list is that how this tag was created?? *gasp* am i discovering the ~fandom lore~

(just gonna say you dont actually need to answer any of that in detail dont waste your time gksgkydgjf im just screaming into the void cause i was so flabbergasted after those 3 whole minutes of research i put into this)

ANYWAY the actual song would be House of Wolves by our lord and saviour MCR! its so good for him with his whole Woe is Me drama king vibe lol and the plaguey thematicssss mmmm delicious TELL ME im a BAD BAD BAD BAAD MAAAAN aight you lil masochist i see u and the "you better run like the devil cause they never gonna leave you alone" you get it caUSE HES A FUGITIVE DO YOU GET THE DEEP UNRAVELABLE METAPHORS DO YOU GET IT DO YOU G aight shut up hkhfjtdy anyway

ok i lied jystfhte heres another one i just remembered i really wanted to put here its not new but just in case somebody hasnt seen it yet lmao its such a masterpiece ill do anything to give it its due here ya go

https://youtu.be/61HltPN_k3g

and the other thing im really glad to have seen people mention here is musical songs cause thats one of the things i love about him the most like yass we love a thespian king slay grl so then anytime im binging a musical there always come the intrusive thoughts of "aw hed love this one" and "oh hed be great for this role" like i went to see f-ing swan lake with my f-ing grandpa and one of the major takeaways i got from the experience was (UH IM GONNA PUT A SPOILER WARNING HERE? I GUESS? IN CASE ANYONE CARES HELLO JULIAN BAD ENDING SPOILERS AHEAD DO MOVE ALONG NOW IF YOU DONT LIKE THAT AVERT YOUR GAZE CITIZENS LMAO LIKE YOU HAVENT SEEN FANARTS N ADS ALREADY ALRIGHT ALRIGHT) "omg jules would be so perfect as that bird guy villain IN HIS BIRD GUY SHAPE TOO OMG WITH THE WINGS ON STAGE THIS IS AWESOME WHY CANT I DRAW GOOD GODDA-"

anyway hed love hadestown (hed at least try to cast muriel as hades cause hes perfectly intimidating for it but theres way too many lines which okay Maybe but AND he has to sing???? nah hes out bkgdhkdt) i dont know what hed think of pierre natasha & the great comet cause its maybe a little eccentric i suppose but i think hed appreciate the cultural roots of the vibe with him being fantasy ruso-slav-ukrainian-whatnot heritage i reckon and hed definitely have a blast at a live performance and hed ABsolutely join in with the actors in between the rows at some point and theyd ABSOlutely let him cause hes that good and game recognize game cmon hes gonna show you amateurs what a real kazotski looks like

i can also see him enjoying sweeney todd, for its delightful edgyness, maybe even some themes relatable for him, and his sappy ass would SO memorise Pretty women to whip it out at an opportune serenading moment khgdturshc im so cringe and loving it

well i cant think of any more shows to throw him together with so thus ends my soliloquy wow i cant believe thats how you spell that anyway i hope anybody who knew what the hell im talking about enjoyed all that jgfztits see you in another 20 minutes when i come back like "AND ANOTHER thing-

Yay, it's the character song essays anon!! :D

I'm glad to see you back, and I will once again be re-linking the song you shared below and adding your suggestions to the tag ^.^

And frankly, I'm 76% certain that one of Julian's love languages is theatre, especially musical theatre. That could be tickets, that could memorizing the lines from one of this favorite scenes and reciting it back to him, it could be showing up to every single performance he's involved in :)

I'm glad to see you back in my inbox, friend, feel free to message me if you ever want to obsess over the characters together! Cheers -

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#ask arcana brainrot #arcana brainrot playlist #the arcana #julian the arcana #julian devorak #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana game

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tracidant · 2 years

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The Muse has been active the last few days. 🙂

Writing prompt: the batfamily adopts multiple guinea pigs

Damian called an emergency Robin meeting.

"Father says I'm only allowed to have 1 guinea pig, but there are 5 total in the litter, so each of you must adopt one, so we can rescue the whole group. Before you start whining, Drake..."

"I didn't say a thing!"

Damian glared at Tim. "I shall take care of them, feed them, and clean the cages. All you have to do is say they're yours and play with them occasionally. I've already chosen tentative names, but if you wish to name yours yourself, I have a list of acceptable names from which you can choose. I have folders for each of you on proper guinea pig care, plus a picture of the ones I've chosen for you. Are there any questions?"

"Little D, what if someone doesn't want a guinea pig? Most of us don't even live here at the Manor. I don't even live in Gotham!"

Damian reached behind him and pulled out a folder. He handed it to Dick. "Grayson, this is the one I chose for you. She matches Haley's color perfectly, and I've chosen the name Mary for her to honor your mother."

Dick sighed. "Ok then. I guess Haley has a sister now."

Damian nodded at his oldest brother before turning to an excited Stephanie. "Brown, before you ask, yes. You may name yours Waffles. I have more dignified names on the list, but if I picked one of those, you would just give it a ridiculous nickname anyway. It's a boy, by the way." He handed Stephanie her folder.

"Sweet! I got a piggie named Waffles!" She opened her folder. "Oh yay! He's even got crazy hair!"

"Todd. Put your hand down. Yours is female, and you may NOT call her Pig. Creativity won't kill you. Speaking of what will, Crowbar is not an acceptable name either."

"Ouch, kid! Maybe I won't take one then."

"And maybe I have new evidence of a certain mysterious food poisoning incident at Blackgate that occurred at the same time you were a guest there a few years ago."

Jason and Damian stared at each other for a few moments.

Jason blinked first. "Fine. So what's my new pet's name?"

"Well, I know you've been rewatching 'Game of Thrones' recently, and your love of warrior women is no secret, so yours is Lady Brienne. I do have a list of other names..."

"Nah, Brienne is perfect."

"Excellent choice, Todd. Here's your folder."

"Drake, I've given a great deal of thought to the name of your guinea pig. It's a male, by the way, and I've decided on Peter Parker."

Tim was a bit taken aback and a bit suspicious too. "You named mine after Spider-Man? That's actually pretty cool. But why?"

"He reminds me of you. He's really one of the most powerful Avengers, yet he'll gladly step back to being the 'friendly, neighborhood Spider-Man' when needed. You didn't think twice about stepping back into the Robin role when I was gone, because you knew that's where you were needed."

"Wow. Thank you, Damian. I didn't realize you saw me that way." Damian nodded and handed Tim his folder.

"I'm not a child anymore, Drake. I can admit that others are better at things than I am."

"So what's your piggie's name, Damian?"

"Her name is Mademoiselle Marie, Brown. She was a leader in the French Resistance..."

"Wait, isn't that Alfred's baby mama's name?"

"Correct. Although I wouldn't refer to her by that term around Pennyworth."

A week later, the Robins got together again to put together the giant habitats for their new pets. (The empty bedroom next to Damian's was taken over for the newest members of the family.) There were two main sections, so the males and females could be kept apart, with a divider that could be removed for supervised interactions. Both sections had several water bottles, feeding stations, tubes, wheels, and sleeping areas.

Bruce and Alfred were watching the scene from the hallway.

"I know this was just Damian's way of getting all five of those guinea pigs, despite me telling him he could only have one, but at least they're working together."

"I've noticed Master Damian has been much more agreeable towards Master Timothy as well. They're actually working on a case together willingly. Perhaps five guinea pigs are a small price to pay, Master Bruce."

"Yeah, but Duke and Cassandra will be back next week, and I heard Damian mention something about a bonded pair of rabbits at the shelter."

The two men sighed. "Well, we do have plenty of extra rooms, I suppose."

#batfamily #batpiggies #guinea pig #damian's menagerie #damian wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #stephanie brown #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #cassandra cain #duke thomas

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hermanunworthy · 10 months

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To Be or Not To Be?

"With heads showing Hermie's face, the thespian could pretend that those decisions were genuine, while the drama mask for tails could excuse their more obviously villainous behavior. Little did their new 'friends' know that they were both just acts. Thank the theatre gods for this perfect role."

Five times Two-Face is forced to follow his coin's decision, and one time Herman makes one of their own.

10.3k words, oakworthy, 5+1 things, hermie pov, pining, set during ep17-20

prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | +1

also on ao3!

As The Main Characters plus Hermie all sit together in the Catbus on their way to The City, Herman expects to fade into the background again. Settle back into their role as a minor character, pretending that that's enough for them. They sit a seat by one of the windows, trying not to think of the anatomical logistics of the creature-machine-thing they were inside of, and mute their thoughts with the cozy rumbling of the Catbus' purrs.

They chose to sit on the right side, since that's the only side of their body they can press against the wall easily. But now that their scars are no longer being disguised, they feel far too exposed. But they have a feeling they won't be able to cover them up again for a while.

It's a unique kind of pain. It's not what they would've imagined burns to feel like. It itches more than it hurts. Their skin may be sensitive and withered, but it is the inside, just below the surface, that itches. It's a crawling sense of wrongness, a shifting feeling that has been vaguely familiar to Herman their whole life, but never to this level of intensity.

They want to scratch, peel, tear their own flesh, but since they can't, all they can do is ignore it. Pretend everything's alright. Allow themself to fade away...

"Hey, Herm, how are you feeling?"

Herman jumps in their seat. When did Normal start sitting next to them? The rude reminder of their own existence causes all the discomfort of being in their body to come washing back over them. But of course, they will say nothing about it. Hermie doesn't complain.

"I just, I feel really bad about leaving you behind like that," Normal apologizes, as if this was all his fault and had nothing to do with his foolish friends. "Y'know, just— I wanna know what you've been going through. Like, I know you just kinda stayed in there and acted like Risky Click the whole time, but you were alone! That must've been... not great!"

He's doing that thing he does with his hands when he gets flustered. He's moving way too much for someone sitting in a bus seat. If they were on a regular school field trip, he'd get called out by a teacher for not sitting still. "Ah, jeez, I don't wanna make assumptions about your feelings though, and I don't want you to think I don't think you can handle that sorta situation, because I know you can, you're a very talented actor, I just wanna, y'know... understand you better!"

Herman blinks as they try to process... Normal. Just in general. Whether or not to actually open up is definitely a job for Two-Face.

He reaches for his pocket, and he catches in the corner of his eye the mascot kid's face falling, before the two of them are both jostled by the Catbus landing from a jump. Two-Face is violently pushed back from the wall and half his body ends up falling right into his mark's lap.

"Whoa! Hermie, are you—"

Herman scrambles back up into their seat as soon as they fall, before Normal could ask if they're okay. Before they could allow themself to really feel Normal's touch again. They have to numb themself out again.

"Hey, uh, I think the Catbus wants to stop here for tonight," The Jock calls from the front. "Sorry guys."

"Aw, c'mon, kitty, you can keep going!" The Nerd complains, patting a wall. "We're so close to The City! I wanna check it out!"

"Nah, we probably should... sleep a bit," The Goth mumbles. "My stupid stepdad can wait."

Normal's eyes dart between each of his friends, then Herman's pocket, then their face, then back to his friends. His usually wild hands are now retracted back closer to his body, and he's wringing them uncomfortably. He's sitting a couple inches further from Herman at this point. "Yeah, we do need a good ol' long rest, don't we?" His voice is more subdued now. He fakes a yawn, leaning away from Herman as he pretends to stretch. "I'm all, uh, pooped out from that pizza party. Ha." Such a sad attempt at a joke that even he can barely keep a smile on his face, simply returning back to that expression of utter self-consciousness and defeat.

He's standing up from his seat and awkwardly shuffling away to a seat somewhere else. Herman tunes out the rest of what he does after that. Sometimes keeping track of the mascot kid's every movement gets exhausting. They don't know why they still do it, even when the mascot costume isn't even on him.

They press back against the furry wall and feel the comforting purring again. They almost feel at peace like this. As long as they don't think about lying in Normal's lap for that split second.

They could've easily stayed there if they wanted. The idiot most likely wouldn't have done anything to stop them from just lying there. He might've done something while they were there, though. Those anxious hands might've patted their head, or stroked their hair, instead of twisting together in an awkward attempt at self-soothing.

Sometimes Herman wonders what Normal would do if they just handed themself to him.

Two-Face forces himself up from his seat. He will have no more of this nonsense. Herman cannot be left alone with their thoughts. He sweeps an angry gaze over the inside of the Catbus, noticing where each of The Main Characters are choosing to sleep.

The Goth, The Nerd and The Jock are all in the same row together, overlapping each other's seats. Although they're all slumped over each other and twisted in odd positions, they appear strangely comfortable. Two-Face doesn't understand how they're able to touch each other so easily. It's not like he has no experience with touch, it's just that pretty much all that he has received until this journey has been from characters onstage. And he's sure that because of his new scars, no one is going to ever want to touch him again. Not that anyone ever did before.

He twitches with a feeling he refuses to acknowledge as envy.

The mascot kid, apparently, is sleeping alone. He's curled up in the back left corner of the Catbus. Full-on fetal position, holding himself tight and facing the wall so Two-Face can't see his face. It's an odd sight. A pathetic one. This isn't how he usually sleeps. He likes to sleep on his stomach, limbs splayed out, usually lying with his face buried in something soft like bunches of pillows or a friend's chest. Right now, he just looks so small, so lonely.

Two-Face takes a step to get a closer inspection, but stops himself as he remembers who he is. Hermie would be the one to go and comfort him, but Two-Face doesn't care and knows to just leave him be to have his little moment. But Hermie would feel guilty for making him suddenly get like this and would want to make things better. But Two-Face wouldn't want to risk being asked about his honest feelings again.

God, why does this stupid character keep making him have to decide things? It's exhausting. He reaches back into his pocket, though his mind keeps reflecting back on the image of his mark's face dropping. Why did he look at him like that?

It doesn't matter. He's not allowed to think about that idiot anymore unless the coin shows Hermie's face.

He flips his coin. Tails.

Two-Face's heart drops like the Catbus' landing earlier. He looks back up at the mascot kid in his pathetic little ball. Stares for a bit too long, actually, but then his mark begins to stir for a second and Two-Face is promptly swiveling around to go back to his seat.

He hopes that Normal didn't turn around to see him as he snuggles back up against the wall as quietly as he can. He hopes that Normal will just go to sleep easily and move on in the morning.

Herman hopes the same for themself, to no avail.

#oakworthy #oakworthy fanfiction #oakworthy fanfic #oakworthy fic #dndads #dndads fanfiction #dndads fanfic #dndads fic #hermie the unworthy #normal oak #my fic

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How do you feel about Sam Riegel and Eden Riegel? (I don’t know if it’s possible to do two but I hope it’s alright for the VA Review)

I'm willing to do both of them at the same time, it's not often there's siblings in the voice acting industry. The other ones I know off the top of my head are Brian, Paul, and Michael Dobson (No relation to the infamous Dobson). And I only know Michael and Paul from the Bionicle movies.

So Eden and Sam Riegel are brother and sister, and both are in FEH. Sam plays Stahl, Donnel, and Raigh, and outside of FEH is known as the second (And better, in my opinion) voice of Teddy in Persona 4. Eden plays Genny, Nah (my daughter in law), Sumia, and fills in for the female voice of F!Kana (though for some reason FEH lists her as Claudia Lenz); Not yet in FEH but still in the FE universe, she plays Fleche, whereas outside of it, she's well known for playing Devola and Popola in the Nier series, and Marie in Persona Golden.

Let's start with Sam.

Performance-wise, Sam does a great job as all three characters, and REALLY shines with Donnel's accent. Raigh, from what I can hear of (because I never actually used Raigh and sadly I can't find his voice clips on Youtube, so I'm going off what I remember) comes off as a little more angsty than his brother Lugh, a bit... I wouldn't say surly, but definitely has the tone of a preteen dragging his feet. Stahl, I feel SO BAD for saying this, but Stahl doesn't stand out as much in the Awakening cast, but that's not his fault! He's literally the most normal and balanced of all the characters while everyone else is just overly quirky (but written well at least), so his voice for Stahl is very mild and welcoming. He sounds like the only Shepherd you could sit and comfortably talk to without getting into hijinks, so I'll note that as a positive for Stahl's character. Donnel is... Donnel, the choice for the heavy western accent was so perfect for his character and really adds flavor to the acting. Can't say there's an unsatisfying performance from any of his characters, it's just a damn shame that none of them have gotten alts yet.

I think he fits everyone too, especially because his Raigh sounds VERY close to Michael Johnston's Lugh, which works since they're twins.

I think Sam's got great range! Stahl and Donnel, coming from the same game, are drastically different from each other even if you can hear his voice in them.

For Sam, I'd put him at a 9.999999/10. Just give his character some damn alts so we can hear some updated acting!

Now for Eden:

I think it's interesting to note that in FEH, both Nah and Sumia are not listed with any actor despite it clearly being Eden, while Genny and Kana are both listed under a pseudonym, Claudia Lenz. I don't know if this is another Stanbra case where people assumed it's Eden but let's treat those roles like they're hers for now. Performance-wise, I adore Eden's roles for Nah and Sumia, two of my favorite female characters from Awakening, as well as doing a great job for Genny, and I think she filled in well for Danielle Judovits in Kana's case (being that most of Kana's voice clips were just recycled from one of the Corrin voice choices, and actually Danielle's voice was the one I chose for my Corrin avatar with the flat-chested form). Nah's shrill little dragon shrieks are always fun to listen to, and Sumia sounds just like a Disney princess with how light and hopeful her voice is. Genny is quiet and reserved, and I think it's cute how Kana pronounces "Papa", especially when she talks about missing Corrin and not crying.

I think Eden was a perfect fit for all of these characters, especially Nah, Sumia, and Kana.

Range is... I think it's pretty good, but I don't know if some people would disagree with me or not. It's pretty clear that Nah and Sumia are the same actor, but I think that Kana and Genny sound pretty different from them as well.

So overall, I'd realistically give Eden an 8/10, though she's a 9/10 in my book personally.

TL;DR: The Riegel siblings get a W in my book.

#Fire Emblem Heroes #FEH #ask game #Sam Riegel #Eden Riegel #It's really a shame that Sam hasn't gotten any alts to voice for his characters yet #And It's really weird that Eden decided to be uncredited/go under a pseudonym in her case #I mean that's her choice though so I'm not trying to be mean

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lightdancer1 · 2 months

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In adapting any version of BTVS the Season 6 problem has to be addressed:

Fortunately it and the rise of Dark Willow has the simplest possible solution: play it straight as a fantasy narrative, particularly coupled with the irony of Season 9. The resentful sidekick goes on a power trip when she becomes an increasingly unstoppable reality warper and the result is less 'random bullet blows girl's heart out' leading to murderous rampage from grief and more Mall Goth Sauron.

It also reflects at a narrative level that Willow Rosenberg by the time of Season 6 is the most powerful Scooby and later on the most powerful sorcerer on the planet. Add to this her future destiny to restore magic and at least in the hindsight of future seasons the entire thing becomes a very typical fantasy narrative.

Novice witch wields increasingly powerful mystical forces under the belief that she can control them, the very reality that the equivalent of 'may it be' leads to 'thus it is' is itself innately corrupting because very few to no people could EVER handle a power like that well. Equally given that future destined role she reaches both the heights of white magic and of black magic in equal measure because her future destiny is to restore all of it, and destiny is a harsh, cruel pitiless, arbitrary thing.

Tara Maclay personally dying is an irrelevant exercise in narrative spite, something happening to her might or might not be the final straw when the One Ring reaches Sauron's finger and the would-be master of mankind goes forth to exercise unrivaled dominion over the Earth. It's also an outside context problem for the Scoobies as only at this point is it clear that in an otherwise urban fantasy setting they have someone who'd be able to stand up well to the most absurdly powerful magic in a high fantasy scenario, without any real context as to how to manage this or what it would require to do so.

It's a perfect storm of multi-tiered failures and people refusing to grasp that the sweet nerd who spent so much time as a hostage has an awful lot of built-up anger for a great many reasons, is utterly terrible at admitting or expressing it....and then has the power to enact vengeance and the most total means of going forth to do so. More to the point it also enables a subversion of the Big Bad formula, there is no elaborate design, there's a breakdown and a set of narrative ethics cost-cutting boomeranging back to haunt people in the grimmest kind of way, and the real villain of the Season 6 equivalent is less the Trio, who are the gasoline to the fire but did not create the fire in question, and more that the Scoobies recklessly encouraged the growth of an increasingly powerful juggernaut without ever reckoning on what the end game of that was.

I do admit that I give Giles something of an advantage here in that instead of being neglectful in quite the same ways he actually does foresee the problem and takes steps to address it specifically, with the problem being that they face an outside context problem that nothing in their prior training has equipped them to face. Between Glory and Mall Goth Sauron Willow Rosenberg there's no contest, Mall Goth Sauron could turn Glory to dust with a flicker of her finger.

They are essentially facing a higher-tier comics-style reality warper in a setting where nobody else can do this, and understanding what was building up all along is a thing they're both slow to grasp and ultimately contributing to the problem by not wanting to die facing the common variety and the higher-tier things that go bump in the night. Something like this IS set up all along in the show and sticking with it and the idea that the price of casually invoking such power boomerangs on everyone would have ultimately kept a lot of the same themes without introducing the addiction arc only to abruptly decide 'nah we were totally wrong', which is also a thing a lot of the fix-fics with Tara Maclay kind of neatly skip over. If you adapt that part of canon she is on record as believing some very erroneous things and playing a part in the final time bomb that goes off just as much.

The easier thing to do is have her, product of an abusive family with cult-like tendencies take one look at the budding Dark Lord Rosenberg on the Dark Throne in the Land of Sunnydale where the Shadows Lie and decide "LOL LMAO I'm just getting the fuck out, y'all do what you want" which is essentially her approach to the crisis as it unfolded in canon. No real effort to express to the rest of the Scoobies the scale of the crisis, entirely sound and rational 'I'm looking after me and mine' arc from someone who has a magnificent growth arc in just those ways.

And that too is Tara's growth arc, from the shy stuttering abuse victim who casually sabotaged demon-detection spells for her own advantage to someone who refused to put up with a budding mirror of both Glory and her own father and took the steps for her own safety, even if they ultimately are a part of the broader debacle. That Tara confronting the equal dilemmas of Season 7 was something ultimately useful not least as a voice of reason both useful and ignored in different ways.

In my takes on canon rather than keeping an arc abruptly retconned anyway, I simply opt for the idea that the bulk of events happened in broad sketches, that Rack is less 'magic drug dealer' and more 'magic parasite feeding off the souls of his victims', but the real arc is the rise of Dark Lord Rosenberg, Mall Goth Sauron, as a result of everything built up in previous seasons and that the Gang never quite admit they were a big part of the problem, with Season 7 very much a case of them having no choice but to do this against Buffyverse Satan who's casually trying to play divide and conquer and exploit their fears. And only by refusing to play the game can the Buffyverse Satan be beaten on his own terms.

And as long as Dawn Summers existing is innately a good thing and not a major source of paranoia fuel waiting to happen, memory magic as the 'you DARE' of choice is idiocy, either Dawn Summers is a collective exercise in cosmic dickery who should never exist, or memory magic specifically chosen as the 'you DARE' was stupid. I incline to the latter and the equivalent spells are more in the line of "God-Empress Willow Rosenberg" and her flexing those powers not against others so much as for her personal convenience, and the slippery slope in that to "making things better on the cheap means I can and should rule the world to fix everything wrong with it as I see fit."

God-Empress Rosenberg in turn is less a conventional villain and more a hero turned to the logical extremes of vast power to address vast problems, with good motivations twisted by immense power exercised with little control and less ethics. The extension, in short of 'just a little more dark magic to smash the Hellgod in the face with a brick' and 'do these extremely dangerous potentially corrupting spells and do them now, consequences be damned'.

That said I'd also play in with the communication failure that the nosebleeds and various elements of continued use of dark magic ARE taking tolls on the one hand, and that dealing with this kind of pain creates a lose-lose Catch-22 pattern where she turns to increasingly powerful physical magic as a means to cope with what is essentially a kind of chronic illness as result of earlier decisions. That would be less the addiction metaphor and more 'magic has a steep price' on the one hand and a sunk cost fallacy on the other. Equally narratively it allows for aspects of weaknesses whether or not the Gang can exploit them or not, on the one hand, and the simple inability to admit they exist plays into people being drawn into their own lives and blind to what's actually happening in front of them.

#willow rosenberg #buffy season 6 #the problem with the 'magic is drugs' metaphor is that it was first introduced and then retconned #they should have either stuck with it or never used it at all #the actual broader plot works very well and it works not least as a case of people used to less powerful foes being poorly adapted #to dealing with the reality that their friend is becoming more powerful than the most dangerous enemy they fought #it would in turn loop back into 'Superman could wield such power well but Superman is a comic book character'#where Willow Rosenberg is a bullying victim given unfettered power over reality itself #in short very much the Dark Phoenix Saga but Buffyverse when nobody in the Scoobies or the good guy side knows how to stop this #in fair DC and Marvel introduce characters like this with a 'well you're fucked' approach too #thing is they also have more awareness things like that can happen #would the Scoobies be able to go from regular variety enemies to seeing a time bomb waiting to go off when they did much to set it off?#in short my take on season 6 is that there is no villain in a more traditional sense #more just that ethical cost-cutting blows up in people's faces #and Willow relies very heavily on 'Dark Willow is a separate person' denial #and then gets bricked in the face through Season 9 that this was a self-serving lie #with that hindsight of later seasons too Willow gets to be the Chosen One for a change #It does not spark joy

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a30somethingslookatpopculture · 11 months

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My Thoughts On Scream (2022)

Mild Spoilers.

Also, full disclosure: I wrote this (originally) back when the film first came out. So that's with no hindsight into scream 6.

Scream (2022) was good. Better than I expected it to be, honestly.

I was worried about the killers' motive this time around, as they got muddier and muddier as the films went on. I actually dig this one. It's the logical thing to do in a 2021/2022 world. The landscape of horror has changed, so should the satire on it. And I really enjoyed the mocking of toxic fandoms! Killer two was somewhat of a swerve and It caught me off guard. It's not particularly shocking or original, but because of how the character was developed, it was the person I least expected it to be. Just moments before, I was trying to narrow down the possibilities in my head and I thought, "Nah, it couldn't possibly be that person!" Again, it isn’t new to the franchise, but it got me there for a minute. If killer two was a fun twist (kind of), killer one was too predictable. I felt like I knew who it was pretty much right away and I was right.

One legacy character doesn’t make it to the end. As much as I personally would have liked a different character to be the one to die, giving the other one more motive to fight on, I get it. I understand that killing off the one that they did had more weight to it. Of course, it’s always great to see familiar faces! Having Sidney, Dewey and Gale back was perfect! And how could I not love seeing cameos from James and Chelsea from Dead Meat, where they pretty much just do their show within the movie!

The more horror films you watch, particularly Slashers, the easier it is to pick up on the troupes. Because of that, I knew that something from early on would play a key role later on in the film. A certain item that one of the main characters had. And it did, The characters ended up where they were at the end because of it. And that’s fine. I could just easily tell it would happen.

Let's talk about how Randy’s niece is kind of a little psycho in the making! How are you going to enjoy watching the movie about your uncle’s almost murder, and laugh about it? Especially knowing he later did meet that fate? His niece and nephew are kind of annoying characters to me, honestly. But then again, most of them are in this film. I found so many of the new characters hard to care about or connect with. The niece does at least take up the mantle of horror expert, though. It’s a nice nod to her uncle.

The last thing that bugged me about this film is really just a nitpicky thing. I think one of the returning characters needed to be de-aged. Or at least done so better, if they did in fact try to. The story with that character was kind of wonky, but I didn't mind it. I just wish I could see that character and believe that they were as they were when we last saw them. The age of the actor/actress showed so bad. The sort of “redemption” arc was nice, though!

Most of my gripes are really just personal preferences. Otherwise, I think all in all it is a fun slasher film. And a good entry in the Scream franchise. I have seen everything the franchise has to offer, even the tv show. There's not one Scream property that I hate. Even part 3, Which I still think is the weakest movie. This included everything you come to expect from Scream, and put in modern technology. I’d even go out on a limb and say this probably had the most horror references and nods in the franchise. I can never get enough of that! Being the first of the franchise to not be directed by Wes, I think they did him justice. It isn't perfect, and it isn’t bad. If you can look past its flaws and not be too bothered by them, you should have fun with this film.

Overall, I give Scream (2022) 3 out of 5 Stars.

#Scream 2022 #Scream 5 #My Blog #Movie Reviews #Horror Movies #Slashers

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Future Trunks isn't a good martial artist and that makes sense

A rewrite/rearranged version of a reddit post I made a few weeks ago.

Gonna be controversial of course, but a reminder that our Future Boi is my absolute fave. In this essay, I'll demonstrate why he's a terrible martial artist (and only talk about Z, I'll talk about super later) :p

Let's start with the obvious. Trunks is strong, and the fight he does win, he wins by overpowering straight up, no BS, no warming up, not letting people power up or any of that nonsense (especially in the manga). I mean, yes, he tells them "come at me full strength from the get go because I'm not as kind as Goku", but no extra chances (the anime does give Freeza three shots, because gotta be cool et al, and he does confront face to face instead of a sneak attack, but still). But Trunks isn't a good martial artist. His training was always terrible. Training in an apocalyptic world under constant threat isn't exactly a good environment to center your ki, to say the least. Reminder that Future Gohan started training Trunks only when he was around 12-13. So whatever training he got from our absolute Legendary Future Gohan, it was not exactly under good conditions. Stress + interrupted times + often wounded and recovering... And Gohan died soon afterwards. Now, even in how little training he got, perhaps it was quality training? Nah. Future Gohan's own training stopped after the Namek Saga, give or take whatever he could do between Goku's return and the Androids appearing; Depending on source (and interpretations, Goku died when Trunks was a baby in the Anime special, but Trunks -says- Goku died before he was born (one year after his return from Namek). So at -most- Gohan continued training with a capable mentor until he was 8 (as he was 5-6 in the Namek Saga). So Gohan didn't train Trunks for very long, he did it in less than spectacular circumstances, and Gohan himself wasn't exactly a great theoretical teacher (up to and including training with only one arm...). So that's 17 yo Trunks' training background.

Now take him to the past; no training when he meets Goku for like five minutes (with neither of them putting their heart into the cool spar), and then he comes back three years afterwards to help with the present-timeline androids.

What training did he get? One year in the Room of infinite bullshit (I mean the HTC), where Vegeta gave him absolutely nothing. Vegeta is a great tactician up to this point, but he's still kind of a dick, and clearly that year taught Trunks nothing but strength increase, as shown by the Grade 3 fiasco. His second year in the HTC, he went in alone, so again, nothing. 19yo Trunks still hasn't gotten any serious martial arts training.

So what to do when confronted with combat? Overpower asap. Trunks doesn't enjoy fighting, Trunks gets shit done, and Trunks is brutal when doing so. Evidence: Future 17, 18 and Imperfect Cell. Note that his body count is actually one of the highest for the whole manga and anime; kill list including Freeza, Cold, 17 and 18 (twice if you count his dead-by-Cell-self) and imperfect Cell; he'd even have gotten Semi-perfect Cell if Vegeta hadn't been a dumbass. Hell he even blasted Super Vegeta out, too. And if we add Super's Buu saga.. But I'm not going to touch on Super. The movies acknowledge this in an interesting way. His fight against Tenshinhan in the Bojack movie is pure gold. This clash right here; Trunks going for the kick, which Tien blocks and uses his leg to make sure Trunks can't follow up with a punch. Which Tien does. To win this fight, Trunks has to go SSJ and just SLAMS him down. I love every single frame of this fight, and I wish it was reanimated with modern techniques to show the genius of this move (and acknowledging how Tenshinhan is a god damn role model). Win by overpowering.

(you can see this scene right here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJucTTTYPtc)

Alternatively, his fight with Kogu has similar issues; especially at the start. He gets easily locked and thrown away by a miscalculated punch attempt, and leaves his guard open quite a couple of times.

Don't get me wrong, Trunks is the only one who actually straight up wins his fight at this stage, actually, and that win is so god damn satisfying. Like seriously, that punch straight up through the guy after the sword break with that music? Hmpf. So good. But again, win by straight up overpowering. (you can see that fight right here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lEC2ZWR9860)

So yeah. Give my boy some proper martial arts training. Hell get Vegeta to shine, bond, and show his baby boy some quality fight strategies and analysis. I mean, it makes sense Vegeta didn't do any of that, due to who he was back then, but come on, that second year in the HTC could have been useful (as a way to repair the Grade 3 mistake and make Vegeta attacking Cell in the Cell games much more oof). Vegeta is a tactician and a technique genius. It's mentioned many times until the mid Cell saga (the Saiyan saga fight, the fight with 19 and bluff of 20, his knowledge of Grade 3 but not using of it...). Thankfully fanfics exist and actually dive into that aspect of fucked up (I can't recommend Point of No Return enough, where Trunks lands to Vegeta, Raditz and Nappa before Raditz tries to recruit Goku, seriously please read it).

So where do you think he could've been if he trained with Goku in the Time chamber? Or if Vegeta actually give him the time of the day and actually talked to him or something? Or if he'd went and meet Mr Popo/Korin/Roshi as a kid/teen?

FYI, I do believe why Future Trunks is loved so much is also because of the contrast with his combat persona (take no shit, get shit done) and his actual personality (likes nature, feeds the squirrels, polite, always surrounded by flowers by some reason). That's it for today. Roast me!

#future trunks #bojack movie #dragon ball z #dbz #mirai trunks #tenshinhan #von rambles

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My history teacher was taking role today and did very exaggerated formal titles for everyone (ex. Ms. *last name*, Mr. *last name*) bc he’s classy like that but my non-binary arse was like “ohno uhoh” and he finally gets to me and goes Ms. *insert my last name*? And I go “here.” And he looks at me, furrows his brows and goes “is that ur preferred pronoun?” I’m like “..nah.” And he goes “okay, what is it?” And I say “um, they/ them.” And he says “alright, so what formal title would you like me to use?” Me: “uh... I dunno.” Him: “would you rather I don’t use one?” Me: ...yea. THEN: this COMPLETELY ACCEPTING STRAIGHT CIS AND GREAT 40 yr old dude goes “hm.... OH! What about colonel?” And he gets all excited and I’m like “...I actually love that.” And he goes “perfect. colonel *insert my last name*?” And I’m like “here!” And he mumbles under his breath “that’s a dope ass formal abbreviation.” & since this is the teacher the class doesn’t say a darned thing other than correct themselves w my pronouns. Then goes along w the rest of the role call like he didn’t just bless my entire life. Then for the rest of the class he referred to me as colonel.

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Volunteering: (Ohtani x Reader) <333 (Part - 2)

part 1!

plot: Wednesday’s game arrives which Ohtani invited you to, some bonding time before the first pitch <3 slowwwburn, long cause idk details are fun lol

Wednesday quickly arrived, made much faster by the crazy amount of work you were required to do for your ‘actual’ job. The last three days had been spent with you running around the LA area, as well as cyberspace, to serve your role as interpreter. It was hell, for more reasons than one. The biggest of all being that even though you were not in Japan at the moment, you were still required to wear a proper suit. That meant a tight navy skirt, stockings, and some blasted heels. Sexist men, long meetings, and endless paperwork aside, you enjoyed your job for the most part - but this aspect really wore on you. However, the pain in your feet wouldn't damper your excitement for tonight’s game. Today you were not actually volunteering at the Angels stadium.

The day before yesterday, when you were actually volunteering, a bashful Ohtani had tapped you on the back while you were picking up baseballs from the batting cages. When you turned around the giant man was holding out a lanyard with an attached document, marked ‘VIP Guest of Player’. It took all you had not to let your hands shake with nerves as you reached out and grabbed it gingerly.

“Uh, see you on Wednesday.” The man looked to the side awkwardly, running a hand through his hair.

“...Yeah.” You responded with a small smile, feeling stupid, but it was all you could think of.

“Well, uh, I better go...” He motioned behind his back with a lazy thumb, staring to jog backward.

You nodded quickly, rushing to go back to picking up balls before you said something super lame, or weird.

It wasn’t till you were on the way home did you take a look at the back of the stadium pass. It read ‘Guest of Shohei Ohtani’. So he had put in the request for you, that was just like him, so kind. It would be an understatement to say you weren’t excited for tomorrow.

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Currently, your heart was still racing, but for another reason other than a certain super cute and insanely talented baseball player. It was because it was almost three-thirty in the afternoon and you were running around your company-provided apartment, trying to get ready as fast as you could. Ippei let you know you should get there around four-thirty, by then the team would have been done warming up and starting to enjoy a pregame meal while the away team got the field to themselves. From that point onwards, pretty much everyone was free to relax in the clubhouse till just before the first pitch.

With little time to consider, not even enough time to take a shower after having just got off work, you went with an oversized red T-shirt, baggy jeans, and some cool Jordan’s. This was your go-to, and it was comfortable. You don’t have many clothes anyway, living out of a suitcase.

Right as you were about to run out of the door you remembered to grab your standard Angels cap, it had been provided to you as part of your volunteer uniform a while back, slipping it on over your tight work bun. You would let your hair down later.

All right, everything was in order, Uber scheduled, lanyard secured.

It took about half an hour to arrive at the stadium, and once it came into view, you instructed the driver to let you out in front of the ballpark entrance. It had been a long time since you got to go through the gates as a member of the audience, it actually gave you a wave of nostalgia seeing everyone in their gear, so hyped up for the game, tailing gating outside for what was probably hours.

Once you were through, you started walking through the concession stands and various other stalls, dodging around the fans that were already inside watching the warm-ups, as well as hanging out drinking and eating. There were pictures of Ohtani everywhere, people taking turns snapping pictures of each other in front of the various cutouts of him. The air was buzzing with energy, and it seemed like all for that guy. Honestly, you had worked for a couple different teams over the years, but you had never seen hype like this. It was surreal, seeing a legend in the making.

You smiled, gripping the lanyard around your neck, making your way through the stadium. Shohei was super nice to do this for you, really, you should show him your support. Maybe a quick peek in the team store would do? Plus, you deserved to spend some money on yourself. After all, this was the first time you had really been ‘out’ in the almost three months you had been in California. Your free time was either working, volunteering, video games, or sleep.

You took a couple moments in the Angel's merch shop, quietly perusing the aisles, keeping an eye out for any Ohtani-themed items. Unfortunately, there weren’t really that many, probably sold out by the fans. What was there, was way too small for you.

“Y/n, you here to watch the game?” A young voice sounded.

When you turned to see who addressed you, a familiar girl was standing there grinning.

“Hey Jordan! I didn’t know you were working tonight.” You grinned back.

Jordan worked at the store as a stock manager, she was close in age to you so the two of you often hung out. You had invited her over a couple times, both bonding over your love for crappy reality TV, beer, and of course, baseball.

“Yeah it was last minute, a girl was feeling sick and there wasn’t anyone else cept’ me.” She sighed.

“Bummer, text me if you need help?” You offered, to which she waved you off.

“Nah, you enjoy being here and NOT working.” She chuckled, walking over to organize a messy shelf.

“So, you looking for something in particular?” The girl glanced over her shoulder.

“Uh yeah, you recommend any cool Ohtani stuff? Or is there any at all... seems wiped clean in here.” You said while looking around.

“Ohtani? You here to cheer him on too then. Wanna catch his eye.” She teased.

“Don’t say it like I’m just here for my like, prince charming.” You snapped back playfully, but, maybe a little too fast.

“Aren’t you?” She pressed with an eyebrow.

“Okay, I’m leaving.” You pouted, fake walking away.

“I’m just kidding, actually, stay here for a second I might have something you’ll like.” Jordan yelled as she jogged off to the back room behind the counters.

You did as you were told and when she came back there was a large white Angels jersey in her hands.

“Ta-da!” She grinned, twisting it around to show the player’s name on the back.

“Oh, it’s in Kanji? That’s cool, I didn’t know these existed?” You questioned, running your finger over the ‘tani’ character of Ohtani.

“It’s the last one on the floor, had to grab it off the mannequin. Hope it’s not too big? It’s XL?” She questioned, passing it to you to hold.

“Nah it’s perfect, can’t you tell.” You joked holding the jersey next to you, while you showed off your oversized clothes.

“Figured it'd be fine, wanna get rung up? I’ll give you that ‘good good’ employee discount. But, don’t tell anyone.” She smiled, heading to the register, to which you nodded and jogged after her.

After you finished your purchase and waved bye to Jordan, it was time to head to the clubhouse. It was around five, so you were later than you planned but Shohei usually practiced batting in the cages a little while longer while everyone headed in. Slipping the plastic shopping bag into your purse, and ripping the tags off your new jersey, you slipped it on over your T-shirt, smoothing out the material as best you could. It felt great to finally have some real merch from the team, and part of you sort of wondered what Ohtani would think when he saw you. Hopefully, it wasn’t too much to just show up in his gear after he pretty much randomly invited you, let alone in the stadium-specific one, as you just learned from your colleague.

After you got to an employee-only doorway, you pushed on it hoping it was actually open. Ippei had also let you know via text that it would be unlocked for you. Another kindness of Shohei, not just inviting you, but making sure you had access to all the catering and AC inside the resisted area of the building. You slipped in and locked the door behind you, not wanting to encourage some intoxicated fans to follow. The hallway was empty and cool as you started making your way to the clubhouse.

You were admittedly a bit nervous by the time you got to the doors, feeling a bit awkward about strutting in as anyone other than a volunteer for the first time. Carefully you pushed open the door, making sure not to hit anybody. The room was full of chatter, some players eating, some playing cards, others watching TV on the room's monitors. You looked around for Ohtani, but he wasn’t there yet apparently. No matter, you strolled in and went for the snack area. Truthfully you hadn’t eaten since that morning, and that was just a toasted bagel. Turning your back to the rest of the room, you began filling up your plate with cocktail shrimp and grapes.

“Nice jersey.” Ippei said, coming up next to you, grabbing small sandwiches for his plate.

“Is that sarcastic?” You questioned with a smile, finishing your plate.

“Nah, I’m sure he likes it.” Ippei jerked his head to the left.

He? You leaned back to see around the man, meeting Shohei’s surprised face almost immediately. Had he been standing there the whole time? He had obviously been staring at your back, at his name, bashfully looking up to your face when you moved, blinking a couple times to clear his eyes.

“I uh, got it ten minutes ago.” You grinned awkwardly, pointing your thumb proudly at the jersey, hoping he wouldn’t think you were a weirdo.

The large player didn’t say anything, blinking more slowly this time before opting to just nod gently, with a quick “thanks for your support”, hurriedly leaning forward to start filling his plate with all kinds of foods.

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Once everyone had their food the three of you found a place to sit while you ate, it was at the back of the room away from the noise, and where the two usually sat before a game anyways. A small conversation started while the three of you ate calmly.

“Why... do you only have grapes, and shrimp?” Ohtani questioned suddenly, looking at your plate baffled. You looked down at it as well, pausing for a moment trying to find out what was so weird about that.

“Uh, well, it’s because... these things are... super expensive in Tokyo. It’s like a rich person food to me.” You smiled, eating a couple shrimps happily.

“Wow. That’s so sad.” Ippei chuckled before taking a bite of his sandwich.

Shohei on the other hand burst out laughing at your response, making you laugh a bit too at your pitiful confession.

“Seriously, I feel like a mega-rich, and very posh, Ginza lady right now - eating nothing but shrimp and fruit. So fancy right? ” You exclaimed, popping a grape in your mouth.

The Japanese player laughed even harder, tears building up as he wiped his eyes.

“Those people wouldn’t touch that stuff with a three-meter stick.” Ippei stated, letting out a small laugh.

“Just let me have my moment.” You pouted through a smile, shoving more shrimp in your mouth.

The other man calmed down finally and was now sitting there smiling while he ate.

“So, fancy y/n, are you okay to sit in the dugout tonight. Not too unrefined for you?” Ippei questioned with a smirk.

“That’s, allowed?” You asked, surprised.

“Yeah, if you want to. Can’t stay there the whole time, but.” The man responded nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders.

“It’s the best place to hear, ‘the surprise’.” Shohei added, food in the process of being shoved in his mouth.

“Well, doesn’t seem like there’s any other option.” You smiled at the player, who nodded in acknowledgment.

“He’s batting first tonight, you won’t have to wait long.” Ippei spoke, starting on the next sandwich.

“Hope me being in there won’t be bad luck.” You joked.

“You believe in that?” Ippei smirked.

“My family ingrained it into me, wasn’t allowed to watch a single super bowl game in the living room till I literally moved out.” You frowned, stabbing a grape.

“Harsh.” The man smirked with a small laugh under his breath.

“You will be good luck, for sure.” Shohei leaned forward in a hunch to take another bite of food, smiling sincerely at you as he looked up from his food.

“Then, I will see to it that will become a very good omen. Please believe in me.” You responded in the highest form of keigo you knew, bowing rigidly from your seat for comedic effect. Since you never studied that level of grammar, it was really freaking bad, causing the two men to laugh again.

“You’re funny.” Ippei chuckled.

“Yeah, and your Japanese is so good though?” Shohei exclaimed, eyebrows raised, eyes wide.

“Nah it’s pretty bad, I fell off the study wagon a long time ago.” You laughed awkwardly, waving a hand in front of your face.

“You’d be there forever if you stayed on.” Ippei chuckled again, while Shohei nodded in sullen agreement.

“Writing would be nice though, having to look up every other kanji at the doctor's office, or like city hall makes me literally sweat, like, a lot. Buckets. But when I look around, I'm the only one.” You giggled.

“You’re so honest.” Shohei chuckled, wiping his mouth with a napkin, still leaning forward in his chair, you grinned back at him. Your eyes locked for a while, you had never noticed, but his eyelashes were sort of long.

At that moment Ippei had to take a call, letting the two of you know he’d be back in a bit, walking off. The two of you looked away and finished eating in silence.

When you looked up from your empty plate, the large player was now staring at you with a soft expression. The warmth in his eyes made you blush, he didn’t even break his gaze once he was caught like he usually did. You responded back to him simply with a shy smile, before being the one to avert your own eyes to the floor again.

Thankfully at that moment, a group of Angels came over, slapping the Japanese man on the back, starting up a conversion. They were going over strategies for the game and overall just getting hyped up. You didn’t have much to input, so you just kind of sat there enjoying the excited chatter. Shohei smiled merrily the whole time, inserting little jokes, completely affected by their excitement. The way he carried himself really reminded you that the essence of baseball was really just about having fun with your teammates and giving it your all. He looked simply happy to be there, and it made you smile too, just watching him goof off. It was charming to see his duality of being a just big kid with endless laugher, versus the super-serious, and seasoned player he was on the mound.

You were really trying hard not to but, you were rapidly developing feelings for Shohei. The last three months of volunteering here, you of course thought he was really cute and kind, classic boyfriend material. A simple crush, like many of the girls working around him, surely had as well. However the possibility of you two actually dating had always been a foreign concept, one which stopped you from even considering it, at all, you just didn’t know if you even could. With you both traveling for work, how would there be time? Plus, what about the media? His family? Yours? All those things seemed unscalable walls, that is, until this moment, when you could feel his gentle eyes on you once again.

Maybe, there was something? Or maybe, he was just a super nice guy, and you were treated no different than anyone else.

When you snapped out of your thoughts, Shohei was starting to stand up, grabbing everyone’s empties plates. He reached his hand towards you, asking for the one in your hand with a tiny nod of his head, to which you thanked him, stood up, and handed it over.

Well.

Either way, you were so screwed.

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Hope you enjoyed! <3

#大谷翔平 #ohtani shohei #shohei ohtani #ohtani shohei imagines #shohei ohtani imagines #ohtani imagines #ohtani x reader #ohtani #ohtani angels

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r3dmare · 3 years

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𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙨 // 𝙟.𝙨𝙪𝙝 . 𝙋𝙏 𝙊𝙉𝙀- 𝙃𝙤𝙩 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨

-> 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗃𝗈𝗁𝗇𝗇𝗒 (𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽: 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁) 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍... 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍?

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-> 𝖺/𝗇: 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗐 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍, 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗉𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗐 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗶𝗻𝗻𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗼𝘀, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗼𝗰𝗱, 𝘁𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗃𝗈𝗁𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒/𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗌.

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Johnny Suh Teases Y/N L/N While Eating Spicy Wings

SEAN: Hey, what’s going on everybody? For ‘First We Feast’, I’m Sean Evans, and you’re watching Hot Ones!

the camera angles shifts from sean to a shot of the table. he is sitting across johnny and y/n, who are smiling at each other while sean introduces the video. they quickly break their gaze and look at sean.

SEAN: It’s the show with hot questions, and even hotter wings.

the camera pans directly to johnny and y/n.

Y/N: *whispering, excited* He said the thing, oh my gosh.

SEAN: Today we are joined by Johnny Suh and Y/N L/N!

the video cuts to photos of johnny.

SEAN, VOICEOVER: He rose to fame through his YouTube channel and his acting career took off through a number of indie films. Since then, he has been the face of several Hollywood blockbusters.

the video cuts to photos of y/n.

SEAN, VOICEOVER: She’s an Emmy award winning actress well-known for a number of TV roles—most notably for her starring role in the HBO series, ‘Obsession.’

the video cuts to photos of them both.

SEAN, VOICEOVER: Their latest work is the critically acclaimed film, ‘Day Dream,’ currently in theatres.

the video cuts to the camera pointed at johnny and y/n.

SEAN: Y/N L/N, Johnny Suh, welcome to the show.

Y/N: Thank you for having us.

JOHNNY: Thank you, we’re happy to be here!

the camera shifts to a shot of the table. johnny sits on the outside, but y/n’s chair is pulled very close to his. their arms are practically overlapped.

SEAN: I’m excited, viewers are excited—we’ve had so many requests to have you two on the show.

y/n beams, excitedly gesturing between herself and the table with her hands. johnny stares at her, smiling.

Y/N: It’s literally a dream come true—I love this show, I’ve seen all the episodes—I feel like this is the true mark of success.

JOHNNY: She’s been talking about this nonstop since we found out we’d be on.

y/n swats his arm.

SEAN: It’s okay—we’re all stoked to have you here! But the question is: can you two handle the spice?

JOHNNY: I’m pretty confident about it.

Y/N: That isn’t saying much, you’re confident about everything…

JOHNNY: She actually really loves spicy food. She can handle it.

Y/N: I do love it…but I’m not trying to fuck it up by saying I’m good at managing it, though.

SEAN: Well, I have a feeling you two will do great.

it cuts to the intro—shots of the hot sauce bottles, as well as the logo for the show.

the camera is back on y/n and johnny.

JOHNNY: Ready?

Y/N: Always.

the two tap their wings together, as if clinking glasses, and take bites.

the hot sauce and its spice level is shown.

JOHNNY: Shit, these are really good. Nice flavor.

Y/N: Can I eat the whole thing? I’m hungry.

SEAN: Yeah, of course.

johnny laughs at y/n proceeding to dig into the wing.

SEAN: So, you two are very successful at a young age. Johnny, you’ve been vlogging for years, and Y/N, you got your start with small roles in TV shows, and now have an Emmy. Are you surprised about how quickly you achieved so much in the span of a few years?

johnny nods at y/n, letting her go first, smiling fondly at her and watching. the camera pans to y/n.

Y/N: Y’know… yeah. *laughs* I’d be lying if I said that it wasn’t absolutely insane and overwhelming. I went from a few lines in shows to starting an HBO series? With a fucking Emmy? I never expected to get that role or any of this and I’m still confused about it. Acting… all this, it’s my life. It’s what I’ve wanted since I was a kid, and I’m so, so grateful for how far I’ve come. *laughs* I don’t know how anyone let me get here, though.

JOHNNY: *exasperated* Oh, c’mon, Y/N. You’re a star.

SEAN: It’s definitely well deserved. Johnny?

the camera settles on johnny, who pulls his gaze away from y/n to look at sean. y/n keeps her eyes on johnny, a soft expression on her face.

JOHNNY: I started out just as a kid with a camera. I grew up wanting to act, wanting to sing, and being very into photography and visuals. My channel started out as me just talking or doing stuff with my friends and it grew bigger than I could’ve imagined. I’m beyond lucky for how far I’ve come—and to get to direct and produce a lot of my projects is great.

SEAN: Speaking of, my next question for you is actually about your experience in the production of films. How does directing and producing have an affect on you now as an actor? Even for projects like ‘Day Dream,’ where you aren’t taking a role in production.

johnny runs a hand through his hair, nodding.

JOHNNY: *pauses then laughs* Shit, did I get sauce in my hair? I hope I didn’t.

y/n leans closer to him, and he lowers his head to her level. she runs his fingers through his hair, and shakes her head.

Y/N: Nah, you’re good.

SEAN: Just be careful around the eyes!

Y/N: *fangirling* AH, I knew you were going to say that—fuck, sorry… big fan.

SEAN: *laughing* You’ve seen a bit, then?

Y/N: Totally. Oh, sorry Johnny—interrupted.

JOHNNY: Don’t you always?

johnny laughs, and y/n pouts in response.

JOHNNY: Just messing around, don’t worry. But, yeah, I actually like this question a lot. Honestly, it gives a whole other dimension to the experience. I think that we—as actors—always invest love and care into our work because we want it to be the best it can be. We all come in wanting to do well for not only ourselves but for production. Like, we already know how big of a job it is for them, how hard it is but when you’ve been there, it’s different. You start to look at things you wouldn’t notice before and it’s almost like you’re hyper-aware of many more facets of shooting than you normally would think about—and I don’t think that’s a bad thing.

Y/N: *musing* No, it’s not.

JOHNNY: It gives you more drive.

SEAN: Totally. And I’ve seen your work— you’ve pulled off so many different roles, but I think how you executed the filmmaking was even more impressive.

JOHNNY: *grinning* Thanks, man. That means a lot.

the next sauce is shown, as well as it’s scoville level.

the camera cuts back to them, biting into the wings.

Y/N: I don’t taste much of a difference in the sauce…is my palate broken?

JOHNNY: Wouldn’t be surprised… weirdo.

Y/N: Oh, fuck off.

SEAN: It creeps up on you, but then it piles on all at once.

Y/N: Are you even fazed by it anymore, Sean?

SEAN: You’d think I’m more used to the hotter ones, but it still gets me sometimes.

Y/N: It doesn’t show.

johnny looks over at y/n’s wing and scoffs, jokingly.

JOHNNY: Damn, Y/N, at least clean the bone better.

Y/N: *frowning* I don’t wanna mess up my makeup.

SEAN: So, Y/N, this is your first movie. How does the filming differ from TV—is it any harder or easier? Do you have a preference and how have you felt through the process?

Y/N: It’s not that different—for me, anyway, I don’t know what others might say. I was so stoked to get this, especially because the concept for the film is pretty different to most of the romcoms I’ve seen in the past. Not as cheesy—it feels like a real romance. In fact, it felt—well, not easier, because, like, with ‘Obsession’ I’m so comfortable with my role and my cast but it was kind of the same here. Being with Johnny was great because I’ve known him for so long and it felt natural to be working with him.

johnny is, yet again, staring and smiling at her. you can almost see the hearts in his eyes.

SEAN: Johnny, did you feel similarly?

JOHNNY: *snapping out of it to look at sean* Of course. Y/N’s been in my life for what seems like forever and I was even more excited about taking the role when I found out she’d be doing it with me. She said it best—it was natural.

the next sauce is shown.

they all bite into the wings.

SEAN: How we feelin’?

Y/N: This one’s got a ‘lil kick to it, but it’s still pretty mild. I love this flavor.

JOHNNY: Yeah, this one’s my favorite so far, flavor-wise.

SEAN: We have some for you guys to take home, don’t worry.

Y/N: Oh, you’re the best.

SEAN: Kind of going off where we were, the internet is raving about your chemistry.

the two laugh, y/n looking slightly shy.

SEAN: You mentioned it was easy to star together, given your friendship. Was there anything, though, that was particularly hard?

unseen on the camera, johnny rests his hand on y/n’s thigh under the table, in a casual manner. she stiffens slightly, then relaxes as he speaks.

JOHNNY: For this project, I mean, Y/N was perfect. She executed the role of Audrey beautifully and when you have someone who just knows exactly how to play their part, it makes shooting feel more immersive and intimate. She’s just perfect.

Y/N: *beaming* I feel the same about you—you played Chris flawlessly.

johnny thanks her, and rubs circles onto her thigh with his thumb.

Y/N: For my first film, I’m beyond happy I got to do it with him. He’s been in my life for years, like, we met when we were twenty, and I just felt… everything was, like, comfortable, and easy, and safe. Gotta be real, though, the sex scenes were weird.

SEAN: *laughing* Oh?

JOHNNY: *bewildered* Are we going there?

Y/N: *shrugs* I mean… is that okay? Can I not say that?

SEAN: No, you can. We don’t bleep cussing on here, so I think it’s fine.

Y/N: I won’t share all the gory details.

JOHNNY: I don’t mind.

johnny is smirking, and looking intently at y/n. she tries not to falter under his gaze.

Y/N: *laughs* It was just kind of bizarre to see him like that? I mean, it’s my job, it wasn’t a big deal, I kept my professionalism, but was it strange? Absolutely.

y/n laughs nervously.

JOHNNY: I didn’t think it was that weird.

Y/N: *sarcastic* Yeah, okay. For real, though, it was my first sex scene, I was nervous, and he made me feel protected and comfortable… *quietly, cutely* Thank you for that.

JOHNNY: *fondly* You’re welcome. Yeah, I’m messing around, it was a little odd…but my goal was to make her comfortable. Our crew is great, of course, but it’s notoriously harder for women in the industry than it is for men. I care about her, I just want her to be okay.

SEAN: It really is. I’m glad you two were comfortable during all that.

y/n is looking down, biting her lip as she smiles.

the next sauce shows up on screen.

the camera shows the table as they all take a bite.

Y/N: Ooh.

johnny and sean laugh.

SEAN: Is this one harder?

JOHNNY: It’s a bit hotter.

Y/N: Nothing unmanageable, though. It’s kind of… fruity?

SEAN: It has mango in it.

JOHNNY: I think it really adds to it, it’s nice.

SEAN: So, something I wanna ask you two is about music. Johnny, I know you’re a great singer, and have been interested in music for a long time, being in musicals. And Y/N, you’ve contributed songs to the ‘Obsession’ soundtrack— you’re very musically talented as well. Tell me—do either of you have any musical plans for the future? And who has inspired you, musically?

JOHNNY: *laughing* Thanks, man, I appreciate that. Uh, honestly, I grew up listening to such a wide range of music. I definitely have plans to create my own music down the line… but I can’t really say when. I’m focused on acting right now, y’know? But it’ll be sooner than you think. As far as musical influences… God, it’s all over the place.

Y/N: You love Coldplay.

JOHNNY: Yeah, they’re my favorite artist. I like so many genres… *absentminded* Y/N showed me a lot of stuff, too.

y/n grins, patting johnny’s hand.

Y/N: Yeah! We would just share airpods between takes and listen to music… It was nice.

SEAN: I heard you two also fell asleep a lot on set.

they both laugh hard.

Y/N: We did—it was like a running joke. Jaehyun and Yerim—they were also in the film—always took pictures and teased us.

johnny laughs again.

Y/N: Oh! Yeah, to answer your question… to be honest, I was surprised that they asked me to do a song. I knew Kyungsoo would be—I mean, everyone’s heard his voice. He’s a god, he’s good at fuckin’ everything. But I think he, Jongin and Sehun tattled on me to the execs, because they heard me singing in my trailer. I work with such assholes. *laughs* I’m joking… but, yeah! It was pretty cool… I didn’t even know I was capable of sounding that good. I don’t wanna sound like I’m bragging—I was just surprised when I heard the track. And people liked it! I would definitely consider—

johnny is staring intently at y/n, who has sauce on the corner of her mouth. while she’s speaking, he reaches out to grab her chin with one hand and uses the thumb on his other hand to wipe the sauce. sean feels as if he’s interrupting a private moment, and y/n falters, cutting off.

Y/N: *speaking to johnny as if the two are in their own little word* -did I have sauce?

johnny licks the thumb with the sauce on it, casually, nodding.

JOHNNY: Yeah, just a little.

SEAN: *laughing* Do you like this one that much?

JOHNNY: *smiling, speaking lowly* Yeah it has… a nice flavor. *his demeanor changes quickly, smoothly, his tone becoming light-hearted* It’ll probably get worse from here though, right?

y/n is internally malfunctioning, but masks it. it worsens when he places his hand back secretly on her thigh. her heart is hammering in her chest and she resists the urge to aggressively bounce her leg. she’s SO into him, and he’s fueling the flame. unbeknownst to her, he is definitely flirting.

SEAN: Most definitely.

the fifth sauce pops up, as well as the scoville level.

they all take bites, and y/n smiles.

Y/N: Yeahhh, y’know, this one is… hot.

SEAN: Are you doing okay?

Y/N: Oh, hell yeah. It’s good. All of these have such great flavors—I’m excited to take the sauces home.

JOHNNY: I know she’s gonna cook something with it as soon as she gets home.

SEAN: You’ll have to send me what you do. You like to cook?

JOHNNY: *quickly, beating y/n to answering* Dude, she’s an amazing cook.

Y/N: *embarassed* I’m okay… I really love to cook though. *laughing* Wife me up.

johnny smiles slightly at that.

Y/N: One of our friends, he’s a rapper, Mark Lee?

SEAN: Yeah! He’s great, I’ve met him.

JOHNNY: I love that kid.

Y/N: Yeah, I’m pissed at him. He was noticed by Gordon Ramsey.

johnny is cracking up, and sean smiles.

SEAN: I think I heard about that.

Y/N: Yeah, a fan tweeted a picture of Mark’s shitty scrambled eggs at him, saying it was her boyfriend. And he fucking told her to break up with him. *laughing hard* I mean, I’m just jealous, because I love Gordon Ramsey and would love to be noticed by him.

SEAN: Gordon, if you’re watching this, Y/N is dying to meet you.

y/n shakes her head, shy.

JOHNNY: She’s too much of a shy little wimp for that.

Y/N: Is today shit on Y/N day? Goddamn…

SEAN: So, we have a segment on the show we like to call ‘Explain That Gram’. Basically, we just take pictures from your Instagram that need more context.

Y/N: I love this.

a staff member brings a laptop to sean.

SEAN: We’ll start with Johnny?

JOHNNY: Bring it.

the screen shows a photo from johnny’s instagram. y/n and johnny can be heard laughing their asses off at the picture shown.

SEAN, VOICEOVER: So, this is you and Ten Lee, the dancer and model, who you’re close friends with. Can you explain *laughs* what’s going on here?

the screen goes back to the camera pointed at johnny. he’s laughing with his head in his hands and y/n is suppressing her laughter.

JOHNNY: *clearing his throat and composing himself* Yeah, so that’s Ten. *he laughs more*

Y/N: God, I love Ten. I miss him.

JOHNNY: Yeah, he’s great. One of my very best friends. So basically, I was visiting him at his home in Thailand. He was supposed to come to Chicago, actually, but his schedule got packed at the last moment. But I had an idea to take photos in front of a greenscreen, wear ‘I Love Chicago’ shirts, and put images of city landmarks behind us.

Y/N: That doesn’t look like Chicago, John.

JOHNNY: Well, that one’s a wave. That one was just funny.

a photo of from y/n’s instagram is shown on screen. once again, they all burst out laughing.

SEAN, VOICEOVER: Here you are, wearing a dinosaur head. Could you give the context?

the camera is on y/n.

Y/N: *smiling* God, my face hurts… fuck, you know how to pick them, huh?

SEAN: That’s the game!

Y/N: Uh, well, Johnny actually took this photo.

JOHNNY: *grinning* Yup.

Y/N: You see, what happened was… we were in Walmart with our friend Seulgi, and I found a dinosaur head. And because I’m a literal child, I thought it would be hilarious to pretend to be a dinosaur and chase them around. It was an action shot.

another photo pops up on screen, again from y/n’s instagram.

SEAN, VOICEOVER: Here you two are getting on a plane. Can I ask what you’re doing here, Johnny?

the camera pans to johnny, who is grinning.

JOHNNY: We were actually boarding the plane to go visit my parents in Chicago. It was a few days after we wrapped up filming—

Y/N: —I have to interject before he lies about what was really happening. Here is concrete proof that Johnny bullies me. Little shit.

JOHNNY: *staring into the camera* I was not bullying her. She was already making us late, and I was trying to board the plane, not pose for selfies.

Y/N: … Honestly, all I heard was you saying you were bullying me.

SEAN: *laughing* You were running late, Y/N?

JOHNNY: She’s always running late.

Y/N: Well— *hesitates* unfortunately, I can’t dispute that.

both johnny and sean laugh, as does the crew behind the cameras.

JOHNNY: That’s why she has me. I keep her on time.

Y/N: I don’t know why I keep you—pain in my ass. *she smiles, despite herself*

JOHNNY: We keep getting sidetracked. *laughs* But, yeah, we were going to stay with my parents for a week in Chicago. It was really great.

SEAN: You’re from Chicago, originally, right?

JOHNNY: Yup! Born and raised. I spent some summers in Korea, and I’ve always had a connection there—it’s where my parents grew up, it’s where they met, where my family is—but Chicago is always gonna be my true home.

Y/N: Honestly, it’s great there. I always have the time of my life when I visit—especially because Mr. and Mrs. Suh are amazing. I love them to death, and I’m always so grateful for how welcoming and loving they are.

they move on to the sixth sauce.

Y/N: So, this one is making my lips tingle. Not bad, though.

JOHNNY: Ooh, yeah, that’s a little bit hotter. ‘S good.

SEAN: So, let’s talk about ‘Day Dream’. The film, as well as your characters, Audrey and Chris, and their journey through love, mental illness, and success has been captivating audiences worldwide. What drew you two to the film? Did you feel connected to your characters, and were there any parts of the film that were particularly hard to film?

Y/N: You first.

JOHNNY: As soon as my manager explained the premise and Chris’ character, I was hooked. Of course, I didn’t understand the complexity and intensity of our characters yet—but something was instantly so interesting and captivating. *he pauses* Chris was challenging for me—in a good way, of course. We have this guy who has so much going for him—but so much more holding him back. He’s really… going through it. He’s got serious, intense OCD, as well as depression. I didn’t want to fuck up my portrayal of him, or OCD, so I did a lot of research, and I reached out to people with OCD. I learned a lot. Honestly, though, he’s suffering. He’s struggling, and he wants someone to hold him together. He makes finding love his priority, he tries to make it the answer, to make Audrey the answer. He invests everything in her. I just wanted to make his mindset, his genuine and pure love for her… I wanted it to feel as real and human as it is, and for people to understand why he does what he does, why he says what he says. I’m being a little vague— *laughs* I just don’t want to spoil it. But, yeah, Chris is very important to me. I was absolutely honored to play him.

SEAN: It was very, very evident that you put thought and love into him, and to the film. I think you pulled it off seamlessly, Johnny.

JOHNNY: Thank you, man.

Y/N: *nudging him, reminding* Were there any parts harder to film than others?

JOHNNY: Oh, right! Sorry… ugh, I don’t want to spoil anything.

SEAN: You don’t have to answer it if you’re concerned about spoiling.

JOHNNY: Okay. Well, if you’ve seen the film, or even if you haven’t… there’s a scene near the end, where Chris is alone… you’ll know what I’m talking about. It was difficult.

SEAN: Y/N?

Y/N: Okay. *she exhales* Hopefully I can articulate this well. I was attracted to the film for the same reasons as Johnny. But… what really did it for me was reading the monologue I was given for my audition. I don’t wanna say what it is, since I guess we are a spoiler-free zone, but it was so raw and real. I just fell in love with Audrey, I really did. She’s an aspiring novelist, and she truly loves writing, and words, and feeling. Maybe it’s also one of her biggest flaws… but she can’t bring herself to write a feeling she doesn’t understand. That’s, like, her thing. Every emotion—every smile, every tear, she has to have felt it for it to mean something. That’s what broke my heart. Life has just beat her to death, and on top of everything she’s been through, after how numb she has been for most of her life, it’s like she craves that sort of pain, the heartbreak. She falls in love easily, and she wants the impending heartbreak as much as she fears it. She wants her muse. She wants someone to give her the pain she wants to write about. It’s really fucked up. But she meets Chris, and she invests her mind, her body, her soul into him—and she doesn’t know what she wants anymore. She’s as real to me as anyone else. She’s fucked up, she’s brilliant, she’s lovable, she’s mean, she’s extremely flawed—and I just love her for that. I didn’t want to just play her… I wanted to be her, to immerse myself in who she is. I want people to watch the film and forget they’re watching a film. I want them to live it, and for them to know and love Chris and Audrey the way we do.

JOHNNY: You made my response sound bad.

Y/N: Oh, shut up.

SEAN: You’re obviously very passionate about them—and it shows on screen, as well. I don’t imagine it’s easy to portray those situations, for either of you, but I can’t tell you enough how amazing you two did.

Y/N: Thank you so much. Awwh—I’m really touched by that.

JOHNNY: It means so much. We put our heart and souls into this.

SEAN: You’re welcome! It’s honestly Oscar worthy, in my eyes.

Y/N: Oh my God—I can’t even think about that… never in a million years would I think about getting an Oscar. John, though, I can see.

JOHNNY: *scoffs* You’re insane. You deserve one—Miss Emmy award.

she sticks her tongue out at him, and he smiles adoringly at her.

SEAN: Ready for the next sauce?

they move on to the next sauce.

Y/N: *biting into the wing, mouth full* Oh, fuck.

SEAN: Bad?

Y/N: *shaking head* No, just a… strange flavor? Not bad, but different.

SEAN: You two are really good with this stuff—usually people are sweating a bit by now.

JOHNNY: I grew up with spice. Korean food is hot.

SEAN: So, Y/N, I wanted to talk a little more about ‘Obsession’.

Y/N: Go for it.

SEAN: Rumor has it that filming for season three is coming up… can you confirm that?

Y/N: I don’t know if I can confirm it, but I will. *laughs* We’re supposed to do a read-through in a few weeks and I am scared shitless.

SEAN: Why is that?

JOHNNY: Can I just say—she regularly spoils the show for me. I’m scared shitless, as well, because I don’t want her to drop any bombs on me.

Y/N: *pouting, whiny* But Johnny, my mom gets mad if I spoil it.... and you’re my best friend.

johnny rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

SEAN: You’re notorious for spoiling—I’m surprised you haven’t spoiled the movie in this.

JOHNNY: I made her promise not to.

Y/N: Yeah. But, uh, I’m nervous about what the fuck is going to happen this season. I stay in close contact with production, and… I’ve heard it’s going to be insane. I love playing Mina, I love her to death… so I’m, like, fearing for her life and well-being. We all know Jongin’s character, Kai, is fucking stalking her, and she’s just… oblivious. It’s scary. And last season we started to find out about Kyungsoo’s character, D.O., and the skeletons in his closet…

SEAN: The show definitely doesn’t shy away from the disturbing.

Y/N: Right! It’s part of why I love it… even though it can get insane and terrifying, it’s addicting. And, God, it’s so crazy how well Kyungsoo and Jongin play their parts. It’s almost weird how Jongin is so good at what he does—especially since he doesn’t have a background in acting. It’s a challenging role.

SEAN: I agree—it’s very chilling at times. As for Mina, she seems very different from you.

Y/N: Oh, one hundred percent. She’s vulnerable in a way that I’m not familiar with, in a way that very few people are. Sometimes I wish I could shake her by the shoulders, because she’s an idiot, she’s purposely continuing to fuck up her life, and I want her to realize her worth… and to stop wasting her time with Kai. D.O. is better, even though he’s also batshit—and I can’t rave enough about Kyungsoo, my God. He’s a dream. He’s helped me adjust to the success, and helps me with my performance… We all know how perfect he is.

johnny had been listening intently the entire time, but frowned slightly when y/n raved about kyungsoo. his jealousy is shown on camera, albeit subtly.

SEAN: You know, we’ve had so many requests for you two on the show, as well. Jongin and Sehun as well.

Y/N: I never want to do an interview with Sehun—he’s a little shit and I refuse to compliment him. He bullies me more than Johnny does.

JOHNNY: *grinning* She’s lying, she loves him.

y/n shakes her head at the camera.

the next sauce is shown.

Y/N: Oh, this one is your sauce!

SEAN: Yeah, it’s one we made for this season. Ready?

they all bite into the wings.

JOHNNY: Oh, God… *he grabs his water and takes a sip*

y/n is coughing and has her nose scrunched.

SEAN: You guys okay?

Y/N: This hurts.

JOHNNY: Yeah, uh, this one is a bit of a leap.

y/n goes to scratch beside her eye, but johnny notices and quickly grabs her hand.

SEAN: Your eyes!

Y/N: *eyes wide* Oh, God, thank you… that would have been bad.

JOHNNY: Dummy.

SEAN: Johnny, you’re one of the most followed Instagram users in the world. On top of Youtube, Instagram, and Twitter, fans have been requesting you join TikTok.

y/n is giggling.

JOHNNY: God, they really have.

SEAN: Any plans for that? Or is YouTube enough for you right now?

JOHNNY: Honestly, I’m not that big of a fan of TikTok. Y/N sends me a lot of them, but that’s really it. I don’t have an account. So, honestly, probably not.

Y/N: You don’t watch all of the ones I send you…

JOHNNY: You send me about twenty a day.

Y/N: And?

SEAN: *laughs* Well, you’re obviously popular on the other platforms.

JOHNNY: The Instagram thing blows my mind.

Y/N: Oh, please… you always stop for pictures. You’re all about your daily fits.

JOHNNY: Because I’m fashionable.

SEAN: Yeah, I was going to ask about that. You’ve done a few fashion shows, and you’re an ambassador for Saint Laurent. You’ve expressed interest in creating your own clothing line, as well. Were you serious about that?

JOHNNY: Oh, yeah. I would love to be able to have my own line… fashion has always been something I’ve been interested in, and I enjoy styling my outfits, as well as my friends’.

Y/N: He helps me. I have a horrible sense of fashion.

JOHNNY: You’re not that bad.

Y/N: Eh.

SEAN: You’ve made headlines just because of your street style.

JOHNNY: *laughs* Yeah, that’s… something. Honestly, though, maybe in a few years… I’d love to have my own line. I’m also honored to be a Saint Laurent ambassador—they’ve been one of my favorite brands for years.

SEAN: You’re really a jack of all trades—Youtuber, influencer, actor, singer, and model. Is there anything you can’t do?

Y/N: I can answer that—no. He’s infuriatingly perfect.

JOHNNY: *teasing* Awwh, babe, you’re so sweet.

he caresses her cheek, and y/n is screaming on the inside.

Y/N: I take it back.

the ninth sauce is introduced.

Y/N: Fucking hell.

she begins to cough, and fan her face. the sauce is nearly unbearable. johnny breaths out, eyes wide and staring at the table. he also coughs a bit.

SEAN: You okay?

JOHNNY: Yeah, this sucks. This is hot as fuck, holy shit.

y/n is still silent, and begins to chug her entire glass of water.

SEAN: Y/N?

Y/N: I’m good. I’m fine. I got it.

JOHNNY: *concerned* You sure, love?

once again, y/n is flustered. this time, she’s bad at hiding it. she blames it on the spice.

Y/N: U-uh, yeah… *gets a grip on herself, waves him off* Yeah. Don’t worry ‘bout it.

she is clearly still affected, whereas johnny has already tackled the intensity of the spice.

SEAN: I’m curious—are there any genres of film that you two want to try? And do you two want to work on another project together?

johnny looks over at y/n, a slight crease in his brow. worried.

Y/N: Um, my mouth hurts. You go first, mm?

johnny squeezes her thigh under the table and pushes his water towards her.

JOHNNY: Of course I’d want to work with her again. That’s my Y/N—I feel like we bring the best out of each other, and, again, I love working with her. As for things I’d want to try… *he trails off, his mind definitely on things he wants to try… but not in relation to the question. he pushes his hair back with his wrist* I think It’d be fun to do a crime movie. I’m obviously fond of doing dramas and musicals, as well as coming-of-age movies, but playing a criminal would be fun.

SEAN: I didn’t expect that! I can see it, though.

JOHNNY: Yeah, I’d like to do something like Robert Pattinson in ‘Good Time’.

SEAN: I think you could pull that off. Y/N, you doing okay?

Y/N: *smiles* Yeah, sorry! Just had to get used to it. Uh… yeah, me too—working with Johnny again, I mean. Of course—he’s my guy. Working with him is the best. And… ooh, honestly, I want to be in a horror movie, or a thriller! I like psychological thrillers, and I love scary movies… very open to that. *laughs* John, we should do a movie like Zac Efron and Lily Collins… what was it? The Bundy movie.

SEAN: That’d be interesting.

JOHNNY: Hell yeah.

the final sauce is displayed.

y/n has her head in her hands, stressed, and johnny has moved his hand from her thigh to her back.

JOHNNY: C’mon, it’ll be okay.

SEAN: We’re almost done! You’ve done really great so far.

Y/N: *sighs* Shit’s hot, dude… fuck it, let’s get it over wwith.

the guys laugh as y/n hurriedly bites into the wing. they follow. johnny has a funny expression on as he swallows.

JOHNNY: Goddamn… this hurts. *he coughs*

SEAN: Yeah, this one is pretty bad.

y/n has her head completely down on the table, but with one elbow propped up, sauce still on her fingers. you can hear her moaning in pain.

JOHNNY: Here, drink some water.

he grabs her and sits her up, gently, but laughs at her pained expression.

Y/N: I hate this. Do we have milk?

SEAN: Yeah, we’ll get you some.

she coughs, johnny rubbing her back, and reaches for the glass of milk. he still seems collected.

SEAN: You got it, Y/N.

y/n is chugging the milk and giving a thumbs up. johnny smiles at her.

SEAN: So, we got deep with some of these questions.

JOHNNY: You’re a hell of an interviewer.

Y/N: *still pained, but smiling* I don’t know what you lace things wings with to get us this deep. We talked a lot.

SEAN: All good answers though! So, for this last one, it’s not really a question—anything you guys want to say to each other or to the cameras? Anything, the floor is yours.

the two look at each other, silently asking a question. johnny smiles, but it quickly turns to an intense stare. y/n’s eyes widen, confused. he can’t look at her like that.

Y/N: *nervous* What?

JOHNNY: *puts a hand on y/n’s cheek and leans in, almost smiling at her flustered expression* Y/N…

y/n bursts out laughing, but is equally terrified. her heart is beating out of her chest. sean internally feels like he is interrupting something again.

JOHNNY: I just wanted to tell you… it’s something I’ve wanted to say for years. Something that—fuck, this’ll probably change everything. I just need to tell you, get this off my chest.

y/n is panicking and fails at masking it. she looks over at the cameras, genuinely baffled. they’re doing an interview, what was he doing?

Y/N: Johnny, what-?

JOHNNY: When we were at that hotel with Jaehyun and Sooyoung—a few years back, remember? You lost your room key and got locked out, and I told you I didn’t have it, but I was lying. I took it on purpose to fuck with you.

y/n is gaping, completely at a loss. sean laughs, also shocked. johnny is laughing his ass off.

Y/N: I… you fucking bitch.

SEAN: You really had me going there.

Y/N: Edit this out. I have nothing to say to this asshole.

JOHNNY: *innocently* What did I do?

Y/N: *ignoring him, turning to the camera, smiling* Anyway, thank you for watching us! ‘Day Dream’ is out in theatres, and we really hope you’ll go see it. We put our all into it, as did the other cast members and the crew, and I know you all will enjoy it!

JOHNNY: Yeah, please go see it, you won’t be disappointed.

johnny smiles at the camera, and then y/n who rolls her eyes and shoves him, though she is unable to suppress her smile.

the logo appears on screen and the video ends.