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frenchkisstheabyss · 5 months

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✦ love poem ✦

✦ Pairing: dad!choi san x pregnant!chubby!fem!reader w/ appearances by ot8

✦ Genre: fluff/light angst

✦ Summary: Being pregnant during the holidays has been hectic. Especially for your fiance San whose tight work schedule has him under pressure. But when his best friend Hwa steps in to ease the burden on him by being there for you, it creates more jealousy than Christmas cheer.

✦ Word Count: 3.5k-ish

✦ Warnings: pregnant reader, occasionally strong language, some quick lusting after San while he's in the shower (nothing graphic), & that's all.

✦ A/N: I really wanted to write something sweet with like the tiniest bit of angst so there's nothing heavy here. It's mostly just lovey dovey shit cause, I mean, I'm a lover girl. What can I say?

Standing at the entrance of the tunnel of lights, you watch in awe as thousands of tiny bulbs twinkle to the tune of the Christmas music that coasts along the night air. Every year the local zoo holds a massive festival of lights to celebrate the holiday season. During your first year here San had plans to take you to opening night but, with his schedule being as unpredictable as it is, that never did happen. This year though, he promised that nothing would stop you from experiencing this together and he meant it.

As much as San and the rest of the boys hyped this place up to you, nothing could’ve prepared you for how breathtaking it is in person. It’s magical. The carnival rides, the little Christmas themed games, the stalls selling some of the best food you ever tasted. And the displays. They’re pure art. It may be too cold for the animals to be out but the elaborate light sculptures of them make up for it tenfold. Children race through the light tunnels while couples cuddle up in line for hot cocoa. If ever “Winter Wonderland” were a place this would have to be it.

“Stop running!” Hongjoong yells from behind you. Seconds later Mingi and Jongho dart past you in a blur. You turn in time to see the look of defeat on Hongjoong’s face as he approaches with the others close behind. “I swear sometimes they act like children,” he groans, “Take it from me. Don’t have kids. It’s not worth it.” Popping on a pair of knit gloves, Yunho gestures towards the pregnant belly rounding out your thick winter coat. “I think that advice is about 7 months too late.”

Hongjoong gasps in horror, “Oh. I mean, you know, except that one. I’m sure it’ll be a cute little thing.” You can only giggle at how flustered any mention of your pregnancy gets him. Hongjoong hasn’t quite grasped that San’s about to be someone’s dad. Even as your belly has grown, he’s managed to periodically forget what’s happening but he’s trying to be supportive and it’s sweet. Seonghwa pats you softly on the belly, laying his head on your shoulder, “Pay him no mind. She’ll be a cute little baby. Not a thing. I mean, look at her mom”

"Oh, Hwa, you’re too sweet” you blush, patting him on the cheek. “The baby! I think it kicked!” He’s right. You felt it. It’s about that time of night after all. The moment she could start kicking she did. Especially around bedtime. Suddenly they’re all gathered close around you staring at your stomach as if the baby will burst out at this very moment like some alien spawn. Woo kneels down in front of you, resting his hand behind Hwa’s. “Aah!” he squeals, “She’s saying hi to her uncles. Hi, baby!”

By now Mingi and Jongho have circled back, stopping dead in their tracks to see what all the fuss is about. “What’s going on?” Jongho asks, Mingi’s hat clenched in his hand. Mingi snatches his hat back, peering over Jongho’s shoulder, “It’s not happening is it?” Seeing the panic in his eyes, you immediately jump to calm him down, “Not yet. She’s kicking up a fuss. That’s all.” “So much like her dad already” Yeosang teases, just as San appears to push them aside. “Hands off!” he orders, shooing them away, “I go to the bathroom for two seconds and you’re already crowding my kid.”

The others just laugh, not expecting to witness such a perfect example of Yeosang’s statement so soon. “You okay? Everything okay?” he asks, fixing the scarf around your next and popping your hood over your head. “Baby, it’s not that cold.” “Temperature’s supposed to drop 5 degrees in the next half hour. Gotta stay toasty, honey.” San’s always been attentive, doing everything he could to make sure you were taken care of but the pregnancy has kicked it into overdrive.

Taking his hands, you give him a warm peck on the lips and flash a smile that soothes his worries. “I’m okay, Sannie. I promise. Now let’s go.” The tunnel’s far more mesmerizing from the inside than it is simply looking in. It feels like a portal to a different world, replacing the darkness of the night sky with constellations of red and green that guide you to the next section of the zoo. Each area has one unique to the space you’re about to step into.

A tunnel of mistletoe and vines for the flower garden. One built like a giant sleigh for the reindeer village. And that’s not even half of it. How anyone can make it through this place in one night is beyond you. Then again, not everyone is toting another human around in their belly. By the time you make it through the ice tunnel into the replica North Pole, your feet are killing you but you try to hold it together.

Between doctor’s appointments, work, redecorating the apartment, and a million other things that need to be done before the baby arrives, there’s been zero time to do anything fun. Calling it quits this early feels wrong. Especially since San's been so stressed lately. Spending time with the guys seems to be just the thing he needed to shake some of that off.

“How many more lights do we have to see before we’ve seen enough?” Mingi whines, dragging his feet. Alright, so maybe someone else is as over it as you are. Yunho slaps Mingi on the back, taking a deep breath, “Have some holiday cheer! We’re in such a beautiful place. Where else would you rather be?” “Somewhere warm! With food!” Woo adds, backing Mingi up. Jongho jumps it, never one to miss the opportunity, “And drinks! When’s the last time we all had drinks together?”

Hongjoong crosses his arms, throwing them some wicked side eye, until he realizes, “Actually it has been a while since we went out for drinks.” Woo wraps his arms around Yeosang, determined to rope him into this plan, “You in? Say yes. Say yes!” “Yeah, sure fine, whatever” Yeosang laughs, shrugging him off. Hwa clears his throat, preparing to be the bearer of bad news, “Well it’s not just us you guys. There’s kinda a 10th person here now.”

For a fleeting moment, you were able to detect some excitement on San’s face and Hwa’s words wipe it away in an instant. Everyone falls silent, not quite sure what to do with the awkwardness of the moment. “Hey,” you say, lovingly rubbing San’s chest, “Why don’t you go get those drinks?” “What? No. I’m not leaving you. We said we’d do this.” “We did and I’ve had the best time but, honestly, my feet hurt like shit.” “Then I’ll take you home and run some water so you can soak your feet” San insists, guiding you out of the way of an approaching crowd.

“San, please, for the love of god, go” you beg, looking to his friends for support. “I’ll take her home!” Hwa volunteers, “I’m not really up for drinking anyway.” San glares skeptically back and forth between the two of you. He wants to protest but he gets the sense that arguing with you is a losing battle and he’s right. “Fine” he relents, “But text me when you get home. Love you.” The way you light up when he finally gives in is one of the infinite reasons why he loves you the way that he does. “I will. Love you too.” “Love you three!” “Love you four!” you say, kissing him before Jongho begins to drag him in the other direction. “We’re not doing this all night! Let’s go!”

Parting ways is a sea of goodbyes and bickering that continues until you lose sight of the rest of the group. Hooking his arm into yours, Hwa directs you towards a festive snack stand not too far away. “Wanna eat like trash before we go home?” he offers with a mischievous grin, knowing San would murder him if he knew. You nod, playfully tearing up, “I thought you’d never ask.”

“Baby, have you seen my keys?” you shout from the bedroom, digging through your purse for the third time. “Huh?” San calls back, the water rushing from the shower making it impossible to hear you. Shuffling down the hall, you pop your head into the bathroom. “I was asking if you’d seen my keys.” San peeks from behind the shower curtain, shampoo bubbles dripping down his sculpted cheekbones. In an instant, you forget all about your keys. What else could possibly matter when San’s standing here dripping wet, every muscle in his defined chest glistening like gold. Snap out of it. This is how you got pregnant in the first place.

“I saw them by the stove I think.” “Thanks, ya cutie” you wink, ready to skip off to find them. “Wait,” he says before you can make it more than a step and a half away, “You’re all dressed up. Where are you going?” Scanning your outfit, you don’t see anything particularly “dressed up” about what you’re wearing. Some knit overalls with a cozy sweater underneath and your favorite boots are far from red carpet ready in your mind. “Hwa’s taking me shopping for decorations. Don’t you remember?” San frowns, only vaguely remembering the conversation, “Why didn’t you ask me?” “I did but you said you were busy today so Hwa offered to take me.”

Your phone dings in your pocket. You fish it out and find a text message from Hwa telling you he’s outside. “Ooh, speak of the devil. Gotta run.” Carefully, you make your way across the bathroom floor, giving him a kiss that you struggle to keep innocent with the knowledge of what’s behind the curtain. “Have fun and tell Joong I said hi! I’ll bring you back something!” you sing and you’re off to find your keys. San’s frozen in place, unable to bring himself to move an inch. Even after he’s heard the apartment door close, it takes him a second to get back to his shower.

It’s been two weeks since the light festival and you’ve seen Hwa every few days since. Every time San’s too busy to do something Hwa’s right there to help. When did he become so available? You always come home so happy too. Were you that happy with him? Letting the water wash over his head, he tries to shake away his jealous thoughts.

You moved here to be with him and, in that time, the only friends you’d made were his. Hwa’s just being a good friend to the both of you, helping when San’s unable to. Thinking that it's anything else is ridiculous. All of the long hours spent working must be getting to him. Hwa would never...

You would never...

Neither of you would...

Right? Right?

Pregnancy hormones. They’re the one thing no one can ever quite prepare you for. One minute you’re hanging ornaments on the tree, humming along to your music in a cozy pair of pajamas. The next you’re crying on the kitchen floor, stuffing your mouth with the cookies you baked for the holiday party tomorrow.

It’s nearly midnight and everything makes you emotional. The lights on the tree are too bright, your feet feel swollen, the cookies aren’t as sweet as you'd like, and suddenly you can’t stand the song that’s playing despite it being one of your favorites. You want everything off but then the house would be quiet and empty. You’d be reminded that you’re all alone until San comes home tomorrow and cry even harder.

You pull out your phone to call him but when you see the time you decide not to. His flight is in a few hours and he’s already told you what a long day he had. You’d hate to wake him up, to burden him any more than you feel you already have. Just as you’re about to put your phone down it lights up. A text from Seonghwa. Some adorable video of a cat dressed up as one of Santa’s elves.

The poor thing looks miserable running around in that costume but it makes you laugh enough to stop you from spiraling. Taking a deep breath, you wipe away the tears blurring your vision and shoot a text back.

You: Thanks. I really needed that.

Hwa: Why? Something wrong?

You: I’m having a crying thing. Kinda sad tonight.

Hwa: Need some company?

Without thinking, you type out the words “You don’t have to—” before erasing them and typing out something new. "Sure!"

It takes him no time at all to reach you. The streets are empty this time of night and he only lives a half hour away. Even if he lived two hours away—three hours away—he’d drive every single one of them to come support you. When you became someone special to San, you became someone special to him too. He’s never seen San more serious about anything than he's been about you and this baby. As much as he wishes that San would get out of his head a bit more, it’s cute to see him love something so much.

“Anybody home?” Hwa whispers, his eyes narrowing when he notices that your front door is cracked. “Come in” you sob from the couch, blowing your nose for what feels like the 1000th time since you sent that last text. Hwa follows a trail of discarded tissues to find you curled up on the couch, as curled as you can be this far along in your pregnancy. “Hey, hey, don’t cry” he coos, easing himself down onto the couch and resting your head in his lap, “Talk to me. What’s going on?”

You try to speak but you’re too short of breath to get anything out. Hwa strokes your hair, taking slow breaths in and out, “Follow me, okay? In and out.” You shake your head in protest. The whole room is closing in around you. You can’t do it. “Just try it. For me. Please” he begs so sweetly that you can’t refuse. Deep breath in, long breath out. The same way that they taught you in those birthing classes you went to. “This is total bullshit” you’d whispered to San at one point during the class but it turns out it isn’t bullshit at all.

After a few seconds, the tightness in your chest eases and the room begins to open up. The world isn’t falling apart anymore. You’re safe. Hwa sits with you in silence as your breathing quiets, dabbing away any rogue tears that drip down your cheeks. “Is San happy with me?” you ask, catching him off guard, “Is this too much for him, do you think?” Hwa laughs, knowing how extremely far from the truth both of those questions are. “Hwa, it’s not funny! I’m serious!” “I’m sorry! I’m not trying to make fun of you, it’s just—if you make him happy or not, that’s not a question. He’s crazy about you.”

Grabbing the small blanket folded over the back of the couch, he opens it up and tucks you in with it. “None of this is too much,” he swears, “You and her…” Hwa pokes your belly, making you giggle. “You guys are everything he’s ever wanted. He pushes himself so much because he wants to be perfect for you.” You yawn, Hwa’s presence and the warm blanket activating the exhaustion you’ve been fighting. “But he’s already perfect to me. Why can’t he see that?” “Mmm, it’s really hard sometimes to see ourselves the way other people do but he’ll come around. I promise.”

If there’s one similarity you’ve come to find between San and Hwa it’s how important promises are to them. If Hwa says he’ll come around then he will. They’d been friends for ages before you came into the picture. They’ve gone through more together than you can imagine. If Hwa's confident about it, then you have to believe it too. You drift off to sleep, your brain still spinning but much quieter now, trusting that everything will be just fine.

Right? Right?

“Listen to yourself. You sound crazy!” Hwa snaps, trying his hardest not to raise his voice in the midst of his anger. San tosses his bags to the floor and they hit with a thud that shakes you from your sleep. “I come home to you cuddled up on the couch with her and I’m crazy?” “She texted me last night that she was crying. What was I supposed to do?” “Tell me! And let me take care of her! She’s not yours so stop treating her like she is!”

San’s jaw clenches, the jealousy he’s been harboring turning into true pain for the first time. He thought he had this under control. Those hours of talking with Woo about how stupid his suspicions were had chased off his insecurities. But coming in, tired and cranky from his flight, to see you so peacefully cuddled against Hwa had undone all of it. He wanted to kill him and the knowledge that he was the first one you reached for when you were hurting only adds fuel to the fire currently burning his self control to ash.

“Sannie?” you squeak, stretching out your cramped limbs, “What’s going on?” You sit up, eyes still squinted, to see what all of the fuss is about. Hwa hangs his head, unable to face you, “I think I should go. If you need me I’m here for both of you.” “Wait, no!” you say, doing your best to roll off of the couch and stop him but by the time you’re on your feet he’s gone. Turning your attention to San, you immediately sense his anger. Something happened and whatever it was has him fuming.

“Baby, what happened? You can talk to—” “Is there something going on between you two?” “What?” you laugh, placing your hands on your lower back for support. You keep laughing but the sharpness of his expression never changes. He’s actually waiting for an answer. “Oh god, you’re serious. You’re actually asking me if I’m fucking Seonghwa.” “I didn’t say that.” “But that’s what you’re saying. That’s what you think of me.”

You catch yourself wanting to cry again, only this time it isn’t because of the pregnancy hormones. It’s because you waited for days to see the man you love only to be accused of something like this. San can almost see the moment your heart breaks, making him regret his doubts in an instant. “He’s been helping me because I was worried about you burning yourself out. That’s it. I wouldn’t do that to you.” Your bottom lip quivers and the tears are rushing from your eyes again. “Fuck, I’m so tired of crying” you huff, flopping back down onto the couch.

San’s at your side quicker than he’s ever been, his arms wrapped around you like he never wants to let go. “I’m sorry! Please don’t cry. I didn’t mean it. I know you’d never do that.” “Then why were you two arguing? Why even ask me?” “Because I’m afraid” he admits, leaving you both shocked at his admission. He’s scared, terrified, so much that it keeps him up at night. “I’m afraid I’m not good enough to be what you need me to be and it was easier to be jealous than to admit that.”

You’re frustrated enough that you could slap him but your body feels so at home in his embrace that you can’t pull away. “You’re good enough for me…for us, San. You have to believe me when I say that.” “Then why do you call him when you’re crying and not me?” “Because,” you sigh, “I’m afraid too. I don’t want to lean on you too much.” “What? Lean on me too much?” he asks, almost offended, “Lean on me all you want. What do you think I work out for?”

You giggle when you feel his muscles flex against you, “San, be serious!” “I am! Lean on me, please. We’re a team. I need you to trust me to be here.” You stare at him, your eyes beautiful enough to hypnotize him even when they’re clouded with tears. “You have to trust me to be here too, you know?” San kisses your forehead, one hand gently massaging your back, “I trust you, baby.” Closing your eyes a tingly feeling washes over you. Is it love? The Christmas spirit? The tingling is chased by a contraction stronger than any period cramp you’ve ever felt.

“The baby’s coming!” you shout, gripping your stomach. San jumps back in shock as if he didn’t know you were pregnant to begin with. “Are you sure?” “You said you trust me!” “I do! I do! Hold on!” Leaning you back on the couch, San darts around the apartment collecting all of the things he’s prepared over the last few months to make you comfortable when this happens. A bag packed with clothes for you and your favorite slippers. Phone chargers, baby wipes, stuffed animals, the snacks you love. The list is endless.

“I’ll pull the car up and come back for you, okay?” he says, propping your feet up on the coffee table as he tries to put your coat on. “Just get the car. I’m okay.” “You sure?” “I’m sure and San,” you say, grabbing his arm. “Yeah?” “You’re gonna be a great dad. The best ever.” San can’t fight the smile that spreads across his face or the slight reddening of his cheeks. You believe in him, you truly do, and for the first time, he does too.

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herlondonboy · 1 year

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High Infidelity

Pairings: Xavier Thorpe x gn!reader / Xavier Thorpe x Wednesday Addams

Summary: chase two girls, lose The 1

Warnings: cheating, infidelity, Xavier gets slapped. lmk if there are any more

Word Count: 0.8k

You loved Xavier so much. More than he would ever know. He was the sunshine on your darkest days; the moonlight and the stars in the sky. He was just yours. But that all changed when Wednesday Addams came to Nevermore.

You went to his art shed only to discover that the locks had been changed. You knocked on the door and heard Xavier curse and rush around the small room. A couple minutes later, he unlocked the door and greeted you with messy hair. You noticed how his lips were slightly swollen, but ignored it as he invited you in.

“So, uh, what brings you here, y/n?” Xavier asked, leaning against the doorframe.

“Can’t an Outcast come and see their boyfriend every now and again?” You joked, leaning up to kiss him. He smelt of death, the same scent the new girl smelt of. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies. We could watch that new horror film you want to see so bad.”

“Oh.” He mumbled, looking back. “I, uhm, I’m kind of busy at the moment. Maybe tomorrow?” He asked sheepishly.

“Oh. Yeah, sure.” You nodded. You went to walk away before turning to him. “And how come you changed the locks?”

“Oh, I just have a surprise for our anniversary next month.” Xavier shrugged nonchalantly and your smile dropped slightly.

“Okay, see you.” You waved. “Love you.”

“Fare thee well.” Xavier joked. You waited a second, but the words you wished to hear never came.

It had been like that for a while now. Ever since Wednesday Addams arrived, you became more of a friend than a partner. Long, late night walks became ‘Sorry, Wednesday needs my help.’ He’d let go of your hand whenever he saw Wednesday, wouldn’t say ‘I love you’ back whenever she was in earshot distance. It hurt.

This boy that would once bring you breakfast when you were sick; this boy that would once teach you how to draw simple things under the moonlight, gone. Gone into a fraction of the man he was. This act of high infidelity destroyed you.

Part of you longed for him to tell you the truth, you wanted to hear it from him, not from your peers that had been under the impression that the two of you had broken up. They had seen Xavier’s moves, the ones he made on Wednesday. Your heart broke when everyone came to console you. You had no idea what was going on, having had the flu and being bedridden. Enid, Wednesday’s roommate attacked you with a hug the first time she saw you that week. You awkwardly patted her back in confusion and she broke away to explain. Xavier had been seen kissing Wednesday under the moonlight in your spot.

That was a month ago. You figured that if he really cared, he would’ve tried harder to keep it a secret. He should know, there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love. The slowest way is never loving them enough.

You were left doubting yourself. Did Wednesday have something that you don’t? Were you not as pretty as Wednesday? How could someone so in love with you just fall out of love like that? Did he ever even love you?

“I’m breaking up with you.” Xavier said. The date was April 29th. Your anniversary. He hadn’t shown up for your date and now here he was, breaking you with you. Who the hell does he think he is? “I… i think that you were manipulating me with your siren song and-"

You cut him off by punching his face. “You cheat on me for months and have the audacity to blame me?” You asked in shock, holding your pounding hand. Xavier looked shock. “Oh, you think I don’t know? You think that I don’t know that you kissed Wednesday in our spot under the moonlight? I built that place. I made the handles paintbrushes, not her. I said I love you there, not HER!” You yelled.

“y/n, calm down.” Xavier said quietly, looking at all of the eyes on you.

“Don’t tell me to calm down. I am calm!” You exclaimed. “No, Xavier, I break up with you.” You then said.

“Am I interrupting something?” A monotone voice said, making you jump out of your skin.

Xavier looked distraught and you turned to see Wednesday Addams. “Yes.” You said, turning back to your boyfriend. “I love you. You are my sun and my moon and my stars. I can’t even find it in my heart to hate you.” Tears gathered in your eyes as you spoke your mind. “Did I do something? Am I not pretty enough? Not cool enough?”

“It’s not you, it’s me.” Xavier said. You wanted to call BS, but he continued. “I fell out if love with you and instead of telling you, I lead you on.”

“But why? When?” You had began crying.

“I don’t know.” He admitted. “I just know that when I saw Wednesday, I felt what I felt when we first started dating.”

I didn’t mean to hurt you. But you did. You did, you did.

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aurumacadicus · 6 months

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Oh boy (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)

Moving back to New York was one of the worst decisions Tony had ever made. He'd do it again in a heartbeat, of course. Supervillainous crimes always seemed to happen there and he wanted to help, so here he was in his tower that he shared with the Avengers, ready for the next call to action.

He just wished supervillains would take the winter off, so he could go someplace warm, like his Malibu house or South America or something. Hell, at this point he'd accept a trip to fucking Arizona. He'd fit right in there, he groused to himself, shaking hands curled around his coffee maker to try and soak up some of the warmth. All those old people.

Early onset arthritis. Tony eased one hand closed into a fist, wincing. He'd been diagnosed a decade ago after a particularly cold winter when he'd thought he'd had mono or something. "It'll get worse," his doctor had warned. Tony had staved off a lot of aches and pains by simply moving somewhere where the weather wouldn't affect his joints, and the pain was manageable with over the counter painkillers.

Here, in New York, with a blizzard blowing outside, Tony felt as if every degree the thermometer dropped was a twist of a knife in each and every joint, but especially his knees and hands. It was unfair. He had a state of the art air system, with his penthouse and workshop set to a perfect seventy-four degrees, but his body somehow knew it was sleeting outside and so was revolting.

He couldn't even pick up his coffee cup this morning. He'd needed to use his fucking cane to get out of bed.

The worst part was he could feel Steve's eyes on him like a physical touch. He'd never thought of the downside of sleeping with a super soldier until this morning, when he'd groaned as he'd forced himself to stand and found, to his horror, that Steve had forgone his early morning run to have a lie in with him. So Steve had seen the cane he'd needed to push himself to his feet, the extra padding on the handle to ease his grip, how Tony had come into the kitchen and grabbed a mug with extra wide handles on each side like a child's cup and then hadn't been able to fill it himself.

He wondered how long it would take Steve to decide his own body was a threat to the team and firmly but politely tell him to stop putting on the suit.

"Are you always in pain?" Steve asked quietly, finally coming over to pick up the coffee pot and pour him a cup.

"Worse in the cold weather," Tony said, trying not to sound too tetchy. There was no point in lying. Steve had watched him wrap both hands around the pot's handle and still not have the willpower to pick it up despite the pain. "Part of the reason I lived in Malibu for so long," he added, a thread of defeat weaving into his voice as Steve opened the fridge to get his creamer for him. He hadn't wanted to be in the cold even for a moment. Steve had obviously been able to tell.

Steve turned to face him, expression impassive. "So it's not just the arc reactor then."

"Quite honestly, I didn't even think about the reactor once this morning," Tony sighed dropping his eyes to his feet. He'd been too focused on the pain in his hands, how insurmountable the task of standing had seemed for a moment. Sure, his chest hurt, but it always hurt. The arthritis was sometimes worse than others. And today had been the first sleety-frozen-cold-to-your-bones day of the season.

Steve took a moment to stir his creamer in (the spoon was too small for him to grip, Tony lamented) before he turned, sliding the mug over to him. He watched Tony cradle the mug's handles in both hands before he carefully lifted it for a sip. "Are you in pain in the suit?" he finally asked.

Tony didn't do him the disservice of lying, instead carefully turning his eyes away as he answered, "My hands always hurt. The suit is one of the only times I don't feel bad, though. It's automated, so most of the movements I make are helped with the machinery. 's why you've seen me doing so much work with the gauntlets on lately." He hunched his shoulders, embarrassed. "It wasn't to protect me from soldering. It was so I could hold the solderer without dropping it."

"I see," Steve said solemnly. He stared at Tony's coffee cup for several long, silent seconds, then turned abruptly and left the room.

Probably to go tell Fury he needed to be removed from the team, Tony figured morosely.

He had just finished washing his cup when he heard the elevator open again. He turned, limping into the living room.

"Your boyfriend broke into the Xavier Institute to try and bribe Storm into changing the weather and Xavier is pissed," Natasha said flatly, Steve's ear held tightly in her hand.

"...Did. Did you run all the way there?" Tony sputtered, confused.

"I was on a mission," Steve grumbled, as if he had not just risked life and limb to ask one of the most powerful mutants in the world to ignore the natural weather patterns just because Tony's arthritis was flaring up. "She said no though. Told me to get you more omega-threes, whatever that means."

"Okay," Tony squeaked.

"I am more concerned with being on the mutants' bad side," Natasha began, scowling.

"Storm just thought I was cute," Steve said morosely, at the same time Tony answered, "Xavier won't come near me because my brain's loud and I bother him. I do that on purpose though."

"Oh my God," Natasha whispered, pinching the bridge of her nose, as Steve started googling foods he could make for Tony.

#ideas #stony #welcome to the suffer club i guess

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valreifang · 10 months

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TWIN FLAME by @/seospicybin

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— Back home for a summer holiday, you meet the new next-door boy, Felix, who will turn your summer into a burning bright one.

HAPPY PILLS by @/seospicybin

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— For the most talented dancer slash the most popular boy in art school, Felix could date anyone at his choosing but he chooses you instead, even though the whole school knows you’re a ticking bomb that could go off any time.

ON TOUR by @/seospicybin

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— Your best friend, Felix, is in a rock band and he takes you to join him on tour as the band's photographer. On the road, you learn how to deal with his bandmate, Hyunjin, who's not very welcoming of you .

Weathering your shades of blue by @/blossomwritesthings

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— ever since you were born, all you've ever known is living a simple life in the small australian coastal town of bridgeport bay. you're content with working at your parent's beachside restaurant angel waves for the rest of your life, and you're happy with your place in the world - you have good friends and an even better boyfriend. that is, until everything comes to a standstill when a familiar face from the past visits town for the summer. and in the wake of his return, lee felix upturns everything you thought you were content with here in your comforting little beach town.

! Oneshots/Drabbles

SUNSHINE by @/j-One25

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— You officially hit rock bottom. Living in a shitty apartment in a foreign city, recently broken up with your cheating boyfriend and overall just done with everything, you decide to at least have a little bit of fun when reinstalling that useless dating app.

WINGS by @/j-One25

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— “Oh, poor Y/N, what happened to you?” Felix, your favourite fairy, asks once he witnesses your drenched clothes.

SWAN LAKE by @/j-One25

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— Felix has always been a hopeless romantic and believes he always will be. His life gives him hope again, when he meets you all unexpectedly for the first time.

HURRICANE by @/j-One25

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— Freezing in your apartment due to a heater problem, it seems as if only one person can save you - your enemy Felix

but I'll know by @/yeahspider

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— one hour . that’s how long felix had to wait before he could see you again .

Already over by @/yeahspider

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— saying that what you guys had was never good to begin with . but they wouldn’t get it . because they’ve never been loved by lee felix .

Casual by @/yeahspider

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— felix was never good at taking it slow . when he loved someone who loved them fast and intensely. and it was no different when it came to you .

Why does it hurt? by @/skz317cb97

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— When your soulmate Felix can feel everything you feel he wonders, why does it always hurt?

Untitled #6 by @/matryosika

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— It was an accident. He didn’t mean to see that. He was just curious.

Untitled #8 by @/matryosika

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— He was always unpredictable. There was always something else hiding behind that warm smile and those bright eyes —something that, not even in a million years you would dare to figure out.

Voice by @/matryosika

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— "you are doing so well, precious" felix says

#felix smut #lee felix smut #skzhardhours #skz hard hours #felix angst #lee felix #skz fanfic #felix fluff #valreifang #valreifang recs #🕷️🐈‍⬛🐦‍⬛#straykids angst #skz angst #fanfiction recommendation

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Some Ninja Randy related art I just wanted to post right now. But it’s not just the og, but some different versions of him that I had made long time ago and decided to try drawing again today!

Oh boy, I haven’t thought of these guys in a very long time until now. Some of you who has seen some art from both my old account and the old ones in this account may know of them (expect for Bad Ending!Randy, I never really showed him, I think). And yes, I will kinda explain each one of them since the rest of you probably don’t know about them at all so here we go.

1. Evil! Randy

an evil version of Randy, with all the chaos pearls in his disposal now that the sorcerer is fully gone. And no, not in the way like in the season 2 finale but like…well.. let’s just say, he’s still trapped.

staying in the now abandoned norrisville high school (what happen to everyone in there? No body knows), Evil! Randy is mostly alone by himself, plotting and thinking about what to do next now that everything with him has changed.

If he ever does get a visitor in the school, he seems quite calm and wise towards them, showing them around and even asking them for favours to help him a little around the place, give him company as he haven’t had some in so long…..but don’t be fooled. Remember, those green orbs corrupts whoever has them and this Randy is no different.

Howard’s and the Nomicons whereabouts in this au? currently unknown.

The only new thing about him right now are those few green glowing cracks on his suit and all, I thought those would look cool on him.

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2. Horror! Randy

Now you can easily find this guys story and first drawings of him on my account. Just click on the Rc9gn tag while staying on my account, scroll far down and you’ll find it. Easy peasy. But if you’re too lazy, I’ll give you a short(er) and quick version.

This Randy’s story takes place back in season 1, right after he just became the ninja and a few days passed. He meets some evil spirit who takes a form of a ninja and tricks him into thinking that it’s from the nomicon and that there’s people who are monsters in disguise’s that he has to ‘get rid of’. Because of this along with illusions from the spirit to make it more believable, he ends up killing lots of innocents, even Howard which he immediately feels tons of regret and guilt for.

At the end, Randy becomes a lonely mess, a lost cause, a paranoid psycho ninja who now can’t tell the difference between an actual monster and a human thanks to the manipulation of the fake ninja spirit who is now suddenly gone along with the illusions.

Basically, this is a fucked up Randy who suffers a lot and is very lonely. He does kill though.

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3. Disbelief! Randy

This Randy is kinda based on and inspired by the disbelief Papyrus Undertale Au. But instead of Papyrus with Sans jacket on, it’s the poor ninja boy with Howard’s. Most of this one is just Randy wearing the only thing he has left of his dead friend, trying to avenge him. Who or what got Howard killed? From what I remember (I never wrote any of these guys stories down) it was Mcfist and Viceroy, it was an accident with a robot of theirs. They never meant to have it kill the guy but it just…happen.

Damn, I have two au’s where Howard is dead. Good lord-

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4. Bad Ending! Randy

One I have never shown here before.

This was first a ‘what if’ thing. Like what if at the season 2 finale, in the battle between the sorcerer and Randy, it ended up terribly wrong? With Julian and Howard coming in too late, The sorcerer successfully stabs Randy deeply in the chest, making him be the one to lose and slowly die. The last things he got to see and hear at the end is a concerned Julian, a devastated crying Howard and the laughter of his enemy in the background.

After dying with one last breath, Randy ends up in a void. A blank, white, empty void with no one else but him, who is now mostly black and white, expect for the bleeding wound on his chest, a painful reminder of his defeat. Well, the nomicon is with him. However, he can’t communicate with it anymore.

Why? Because the book, that is also lost of color like the boy, seems to be corrupted. Not like evil corruption but just some kind of corruption that keeps it shut and quiet, no glowing, no beeps, nothing, having this sort of ink all over the cover that never stops dripping and keeps its pages sticky and shut tight.

Randy doesn’t understand this and the place he is stuck in but all he does know is he can’t get help anymore and he can’t even get to see what is going on in his home right now, though he assumes that it’s now slowly turning into a chaotic wasteland thanks to the sorcerer. All he can do now is cry and cry, mumbling to himself and getting mad at himself for losing so easily like that, probably even developing self hatred in the process.

There is actually some continuation i made for this with a good ending, where Randy somehow is able to fix the Nomicon, get out of the endless white void, get revived, reunite with Howard along with many others and finally defeat the sorcerer once and for all. Though that one never got finished and from what I remember, it’s not really canon and not a true ending to this au so….oops.

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But yeah, these are my Randy Au’s. There is kinda a few more but not really.

#rc9gn #ninja show #rc9gn randy #randy cunningham #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #ninja #au #evil au #alternative universe #doodles #drawing #fan art #bad ending

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bengiyo · 1 year

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Comfort Films Tag

Rules: List 7 of your comfort movies, then tag 7 people.

Tagged by @callipigio

1 - Shelter (2007)

I often joke around here about how I’ve been watching queer cinema for over half of my life at this point, and it’s easy to recommend this film. This is a coming of age film about a guy who gave up art school to become the primary breadwinner and caregiver for his family. However, when the older brother of his best friend returns to their town to collect himself, our artist and he reconnect and find something special between them. Great use of a young actor in this shores up the caregiving aspects.

I’m probably going to rewatch it now. Because it was produced by Here! TV, you can only legally watch it via a subscription to their platform. I own it on DVD because I fell in love with it and knew I needed to keep it forever.

2 - Big Eden (2000)

Big Eden. Oh, Big Eden. This is the film equivalent of a warm blanket and a tight hug. It’s about an artist named Henry Hart, who is preparing for a big exhibition in New York when he’s called back home to Montana because his uncle has had a stroke. We are greatest with the most queer-friendly town to ever exist as Henry manages his old angst about his straight best friend as the local general store owner also secretly pursues him. It’s absolutely lovely.

3 - The Blues Brothers (1980)

Luna has great taste, because this is one of the best films ever made. What was originally just an SNL bit turns into a fun road film about getting the band back together so that two brothers can raise enough money to pay the back taxes owed by the orphanage they grew up in. We also run over Illinois nazis in this movie and demolish dozens of cop cars. Cab Calloway, James Brown, Carrie Fisher, Chaka Khan, Paul Reubens, and Aretha Franklin are in it. John Candy orders orange whips. This is the kind of film I would watch with my dad any time it was on.

4 - Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World (2003)

This is one of the most man movies ever made. I don’t know any woman who wants to sit down and watch this film, but me and boys will spend an entire afternoon on this film in a heartbeat. The sexual tension between Russell Crowe’s and Paul Bettany’s characters goes unremarked on this website in a way that lets you know for sure this hellsite is dominated by femmes, because those two have definitely fucked. At least twice. It’s 1805 and oceans have become battlefields!

5 - Clue (1985)

A movie based on the board game of the same name should not have been this good, but it instead goes on to become a camp masterpiece. Many people will end up remembering Tim Curry for Rocky Horror or even Muppet Treasure Island, but this is still one of his favorite performances for me. This film is batshit and I love it.

6 - Camp (2003)

Speaking of camp films, let’s talk about one of the best of all time. I know we often talk about the bad singing in Thai BL, but I unironically love all of the musical theater in this film. I regularly listen to this soundtrack, and have been for over 15 years. It’s a film about a bunch of weird theater kids who get to escape the bullying and hellishness of their lives for a few weeks during the summer, where they get to put on a bunch of classic plays. It’s so camp. I love this film because it was difficult for me to find queer films that had happy components with them, and this little movie has a wide array of queer kids in it.

7 - Make The Yuletide Gay (2009)

This was the first queer film I ever watched that had a happy ending that was also a comedy. Prior to this, I think I had watched Beautiful Thing (1996), Edge of Seventeen (1998), Get Real (1998), and Bent (1997). Most of those films ended resolved or sad. Yuletide is a silly little gay film of almost nonstop innuendo about a guy who goes back into the closet when he returns home for Christmas, but hijinks ensue when his boyfriend shows up unexpectedly. It’s an annual watch for me around the holidays, and I usually host people for it.

Also, Adamo Ruggiero is in it! He played Marco on Degrassi: The Next Generation.

This was fun! I think most folks have been tagged that I know, but I’ll tag @warningtothecurious. If anyone else does this, please tag me back if you do this! I want to know what films you all return to.

#tag meme #comfort films #shelter 2007 #make the yuletide gay #big eden #the blues brothers #camp 2003 #clue 1985 #master and commander #Ben watches #ben writes

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welcome-to-grayspace · 7 months

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More Sunny headcanons (that are like half just projection) because I've been thinking about him

- Sometimes he'll be dead quiet for like an hour and then say the most out of pocket shit you've ever heard out of nowhere and then go back to acting like he never said anything

- His favorite color is purple.

- Sometimes he tries to talk and his voice just kinda gives out on him because he hasn't talked in too long and it's not adjusted yet (this happens to me at work regularly. Help). Little voice cracks and accidentally whispering are common occurrences for him.

- He actually really likes cute/bright jfashion aesthetics (fairy kei, decora, sweet lolita, etc.) But mostly just wears simple all black outfits on a day to day basis because it's easier/more comfortable on difficult days for him. (This is partly projection but it's also based on the way a lot of characters in headspace dress. You can't tell me he thought up all those sweetheart outfits without at least hearing about sweet lolita. It even fits the pun naming convention in headspace oh my god I just realized)

- He and Kel used to secretly steal Mari's clothes and makeup when she wasn't around and play dress up. This is entirely based on the item description for high heels in the hikikomori route

- He likes horror and acts unphased while watching/playing/reading it but then when he's alone he checks over his shoulder every 5 minutes and stays up all night like a lil bitch (this is entirely projection I have no basis for this)

- His sneezes sound funny. Idk

- Sometimes he involuntarily spaces out in the middle of talking or doing things (this is barely a headcanon I think this just happens. It's projection too though he just like me fr)

- He enjoyed English/Language Arts when he was in school.

- He has a nice singing voice, but very few people have heard it because he gets nervous about singing in front of people.

- Sunny has a relatively normal voice for a teenage boy (maybe quieter, but that's about it), but Omori sounds like a vocaloid. Maybe Oliver or Len. During the omori fight his voice gets gradually more filtered and distorted.

- He totally watched Sailor Moon with Basil and Aubrey at some point. Kel thought it sounded like a "dumb girl show" at first but then he walked in on an action scene and became a fan too. His favorite character is Pluto. Kel's is Jupiter. Aubrey's is Mars and Basil's is Mercury. Hero doesn't really get it but he's supportive.

I can't think of any more off the top of my head rn but I will keep yall updated lol

#omori #omori game #omori sunny #sunny omori #omori headcanons #sunny headcanons #kel omori #omori kel #omori spoilers

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lix88888 · 8 months

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Laughter

This was one of the hardest battle the Stars had ever faced.

Dream avoided the swipe of Nightmare's appendages sailing over his skull, immediately shooting him in retaliation.

"Hey, did you lose an arrow Dreamy? Because I found it in my soul!"

Dream's face became golden and his mouth twisted, both due to the pun and to Nightmare's annoyance, but he held fast and didn't laugh.

"Is it okay if I stay by your side?" Ink asked as put himself back to back "I was always told to follow my Dreams!"

This was, surprisingly, not Ink's idea. It was exactly the sort of thing he would have come up with, but instead Blue had been the one to propose it; well, he had excused it as a "combat training strategy", to learn to "work under pressure", but it was clear he was just having a blast teasing him and Ink, mostly him.

Ink was so brazen that most flirting didn't faze him, and Blue was also the same way, while Dream was more subdued and felt uncomfortable with overt praise (he got enough of that by his "fans"), and so Ink and Blue had ganged up on him.

"Hey beauties!" Blue said while he ran in front of them, dodging a barrage of attacks "Do any of you believe in love at first sight or should I run by again?!"

...though Blue was also trying to make Ink unsettled enough, if the way he smirked when Ink lightly blushed was any indication.

"Hey lover boy, stop flirting while we're fighting!" Killer tried to stab Blue, who dodged again and counterattacked. "Sorry Killer, I can't! Must have hit my skull when I fell for those two!" "Ugh, you're so gross!" "It is kinda sickenin'." Dust said, sliding to Killer's side to also attack Blue. He could still hold out his own, but it was clear he was starting to tire down, especially when Horror also joined in.

Ink noticed and, after parrying yet another attack from Nightmare, gave Dream a finger salute and jumped to help their partner. Now Dream could focus on his brother and-

"I know it's gonna be hard Sunshine, but keep your eyes on Nightmare and not on me!"

Creators damnit. Dream was sure he was looking like a flare, and the only thing making it bearable was Nightmare's irritation. He wouldn't lose!

"Oh Inky, did I became an artist too? I just drew you in!" "Oh Blue, your eyes are like the sea, but I don't mind losing myself in them!" The Murder Trio was also amused, their hilarity clear as day in their aura despite their words, and attacks on both sides became slightly less serious as the banter went up a notch. "Are you a parking ticket? Because you got fine written all over you!" "Do you live in a museum? Because you're a work of art!" "I was wondering if you had an extra soul, because mine is missing!" "Are you an angle? Because you're a-cute!"

No, no, he was about to laugh, he had to say something to stop them before he lost the bet.

"HEY!" he yelled as he turned around "ARE YOU AN ORPHANAGE?! BECAUSE I WANT TO GIVE YOU KIDS!"

For a second, the whole Multiverse froze as if to avoid running over a deer.

Then, Blue cracked and fell on his knees laughing. This would have been risky mid-battle, hadn't Killer and Horror also followed suit. Dust was a little more composed, but only because he was leaning against a tree and muffling his laughter with his hand. Ink was, for once, too stunned to react, his whole skull a rainbow beacon. Nightmare, Dream could feel, was absolutely disgusted and embarrassed, so much so that the Guardian of Positivity heard him mutter "Not today" and then open a portal.

"BOYS! WE'RE LEAVING!" The Murder Trio just kept laughing, so Nightmare used his appendages to collect them and pull them inside. His singular eye met Dream's, and he just hissed: "Perverts!" before taking off.

Dream couldn't help it, and started laughing too.

@starsanspolyweek

#star sans poly week #star sans poly week 2023 #dream sans #ink sans #blue sans #swap sans #underswap sans #star sanses #utmv #undertale #star sans poly #blue x ink x dream #day 5 laughter #lix writes

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legacyshenanigans · 1 month

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The Gaunt Brothers🐍

Childhood

Spoken from Mama & Papa Gaunts POV

Ophelia on Marvolo as a child:

Marvolo was... Difficult... To say the least, I loved him, of course. He was my first born. Difficult birth, too. *chuckles* I always joke that it was like something from a horror novel. The night I gave birth to Marvolo was a dark and stormy one. And when he entered the world and the midwife held him up to me, a flash of lightning lit up the room from outside *chuckles* Very fitting, I would say. Don't get me wrong, he could be a good boy. But he was a mischievous little thing, I always felt like he was plotting, even when he was a baby. Marvolo wasn't a kind child.. He often fought with other children when I would take him out to the park. He was kind to the rabbits in the backyard, though *smiles* He liked them and would play with them. It was the only times he ever seemed at peace and happy. I liked watching him play with the bunnies. Having said that, I had to keep a fairly close eye and watch Marvolo most of the time regardless. As I said..He could be difficult.

Aleister on Marvolo as a child:

Marvolo Aleister Gaunt.. Goodness me, where do I even start? The boy was an absolute pain in the neck. I can't count the many times he gave chest pains. We squabbled regularly because he never listened to a damn word anyone said. It was either Marvolos' way or no way at all. And I couldn't have that. I knocked that out of him as he got a little older..However, I guess in his later teen years he decided to "rebel" *sighs* Can't blame him I suppose *smug grin* My method's were not kind..I guess it's karma though, my mother always said I was the same. The boy takes after me. I do appreciate his love of the dark arts though and other things..I'll give him that. It's the one thing I'm actually rather proud of.

Ophelia on Ominis as a child:

Oh my sweet little cherub *smiles sweetly* Such a good little baby he was, always seemed in deep thought right from the get go. He was so angelic and delicate, needy too, but of course, we can't blame him for that with him being born with lack of sight. It took a lot of getting used to, but he was a good child, I suppose when you're born with such a thing, it's all you know, so Ominis didn't really struggle as such, he did as he got a little older, around 10 I'd say he would get more irritated and annoyed at certain things, before he got his wand which helped him greatly. Anyway, Ominis was such a polite and loving little child, though wary of the world around him...I was very over protective of Ominis, perhaps a little too much, I'm sure Aleister will agree *rolls her eyes but chuckles*

Aleister on Ominis as a child:

Such sensitivity. Molly-coddled he was.. Not by me, of course. He was always very scared of everything as a small child, always crying, throwing little hissy fits and the smallest things, I tried my best to toughen him up, but he never responded well to such treatment. I would say Marvolo was spoiled, but Ominis even MORE so, which I PERSONALLY believe is why he's the way he is now in the present. The only good thing that came out of it is a grew a bit of a backbone, he can be SO vicious with his words, that's probably the most "Gaunt" thing about him *chuckles* I like that about him, though not when he tries to argue with ME *small frown* But yes, as a small child he was always very afraid and sensitive of things. Ophelia will tell you he was angelic, polite, and kind, and I guess he was, in a way. But he could throw the most FOUL temper tantrums, just as his Brother did..

#the gaunts hc #the gaunt brothers #marvolo gaunt headcanons #ominis gaunt headcanons #ominis gaunt #marvolo gaunt

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sirmanmister · 7 months

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Rust

Day 12 of Falloutober!

You may ask “hey how does this correlate to rust in the slightest??” And LEMME TELL YOU

This is scene in @shitty-fallout-art’s fic “Rusted Shut” on Ao3, which is part of their HorrorOut au!! Literally the best fic series I’ve ever read and I’m not even kidding. I started reading it before I even had an Ao3 account and I would manually check every two weeks if there was an upload, and whenever there was I would drop whatever I was doing to read it.

It’s a psychological horror following Shaun as he makes his way through the wasteland to try to save humanity, while humanity basically asks "are you sure about that?" The Institute wipes out all food sources in the commonwealth (possibly further) to “reset the wasteland,” and so the inhabitants turn to good old fashioned cannibalism to survive >:)

The way Shaun’s reactions and emotions and his existential horror and his undying hope in humanity despite not even being human and the way it's written is just!!! I’ve used the word phenomenal several times describing it. I showed it to my little sister who isn’t even into fo4 and she read all 160k words in a weekend cuz it's just SO GOOD. Literally inspired some of my own writing style cuz the way it's just so immersive and DELECTABLE. I could absolutely go on about it but if you wanna see all my thoughts about the whole thing all you have to do is check out the comments on the fics because oh boy I have many thoughts abt it.

Here’s a link to the first fic in the series 🙏 ty to them for making such good food and ty to @falloutober for the prompts!!

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pumpkinfreak · 3 months

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Watching Hannibal for the first time S2E7-E8

Episode 7

Will is free everybody, but given his mental state, maybe he should stay in prison. The boy is unwell, justifiably so. Miriam Lass, now equipped with a cool robot arm, also not doing well. However is still training with the FBI, after two years of psychological torment from Hannibal. We love a motivated queen.

Jack really shows up in this episode, before Will even leaves the asylum property. and is all like, "We're still friends right... Pookie bear come home the kids miss you." and Will still goes to the cabin where they found Miriam. Granted it is not for Jack, it's so he can catch Hannibal, and after sniffing around the Love Shack, Will diagnoses Hannibal as just being a whimsical little guy. He's just a theatrical little scamp. Where you see a living person Hannibal sees an art exhibit.

(Headcanon: Hannibal is a fan of Marina Abramovic.)

Anyway, Jack is now leaning toward Hannibal, maybe being the Ripper, especially after talking with Will. The Sassy Science boys even find a fingerprint that matches Hannibal's on a flower petal. Hey, you know who else fits the profile of the Ripper.

Now, they are correct, that being said. You find a fingerprint of the man, YOUR BEST GUY, has been pointing to for weeks, and just go "Know what? This other guy is also pretty whimsical." I won't completely fault them for this because Chiton on paper looks suspicious, especially considering his own unethical practice of implanting memories in people. Ignoring that...Chilton goes home and finds Gideon's body in his guest room.

Hannibal was clearly keeping Gideon alive, and sclicing pieces of him off like a leftover Christmas ham. I just feel the need to clarify that.

Chilton books it, but, Hannibal is already in the house. In his plastic murder suit. On top of this, there are two FBI agents outside, waiting for Chilton. Hannibal proceeds to knock out Chilton and super-murder the two agents. He then dips, leaving Chilton to hang with three dead bodies. Just like a goofy whimsical guy would.

Chilton is taken in for questioning, and Miriam freaks out, Is convinced this is the Ripper right in front of her and shoots him in the face.

...Oh also, Will tries to kill Hannibal, decides not to do that, but does want to continue seeing Hannibal for his therapy.

Because these two girls like to play 4D chess. Personally, I started eating the game pieces long ago and probably would have shot the bastard. But who am I to question art.

Side note. There's a moment between Alana and Will, and she's all mad that he tried to murder Hannibal from prison. Will's response is "Girl... ya boyfriend Eats people...please do not talk to me or my dogs ever again." He didn't say it out loud but I saw it in his eyes.

Ep 8

The fact that this GIF is not edited...and this was a real line from the show.

Now, I'm not a doctor or a veterinarian, but I don't think people go in horses. I am also fairly certain, that to put a person inside a horse would require breaking some bones. Then again, I eat chess pieces, so what do I know. We're gonna circle back to the horse incident first let's talk about Jack and Will

The episode opens with Jack and Will Ice fishing. Clearly, these too are talking about catching Hannibal. When I'm not busy shoving game pieces down my throat, I can catch on to obvious fishing metaphors. Isn't Jack's wife dying of cancer...could this conversation not happen over a phone call. Priorities Jack. Anyway, they take the fish to Hannibal, and he cooks them dinner. The way this man plates these fish is appalling an octopus is involved. Octopus and trout, how did it take these people so long to realize he's a lunatic.

They sit down to that horror show and have a little chit-chat about how their all friends, and Hannibal and Will are going to put the whole attempted murder behind them.

We also meet Margot Verger, of the Verger slaughterhouse, which is worth millions. She is justifiably traumatized because her brother Mason has been abusing her their whole lives. Abusing her in ways I won't describe here, but I trust you understand. Also, she is gay, and a woman, So her stupid dead sexist bigot father left everything to her brother because only straight people with penises can slaughter hogs.

Hannibal is her therapist, and she wants to murder her brother. Hannibal is very enthusiastic about that idea.

Also, her brother Mason, steals people's tears? and stirs them into his martinies? It is very silly and was certainly a choice the showrunners made.

Circling back to the horse thing. We meet Peter. A victim of a traumatic brain injury, who loves animals. Even though getting kicked by a horse was the reason for his injury. If anything bad happens to Peter I will rip this website asunder. DO NOT TOUCH HIM. So he did put a dead woman in a horse, to try and revive her. That is true. His social worker was murdering women and trying to blame Peter for it, but after Peter tells the police this. The social worker kills the horse that hurt Peter, just to be vindictive, before trying to murder Peter.

I WAS DEEPLY UPSET ABOUT THE HORSE DYING.

Anyway, Will and Hannibal show up, and as mentioned before, Peter has put his social worker in the horse. Will takes him aside to console him, and Peter confesses. He did not kill the guy before putting him in the horse...

This man... put another man. A LIVING GROWN ADULT MAN. Inside a horse. sewing him up inside. That man then bursts out of the horse, still alive, and where was Hannibal when all of this was happening.

Petting a sheep. In the barn. Just watching this man re-enact Alien. Even Hannibal seems to have a second of "Wow, this is happening" before telling the guy he would be better off in the horse. Will then storms back in and tries to kill the social worker but Hannibal stops him at the last second. Clearly impressed by Will's eagerness to kill.

...Seriously how big is a horse's womb...

On to the next episode

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2023: for the "record", my favorite experiences with comics this year--

#5: Junji Ito's Dark Paradox. This was the year the Viz App became available, and that had a lot of great classic experiences over there-- switching between Ranma 1/2 and Cross Game has been ridiculous. Hall of fame, excellent material. Junji Ito's Dark Paradox was the first manga I checked out on there, and it's just ... it's just a fun "bad dream" of a comic, you know? I have a very particular range of horror that works for me, and this is in that range, something like Phantasm where there's a goofiness but the nightmare logic of it carries you through...? American comics are so bad at horror, though-- they're so bad at it that there are American comic creators who wrote entire essays about how "horror doesn't work in comics." And then you read these Japanese things and it's like... the entire continental United States, not even in the race! Not even in the race!

#4: Osamu Tezuka's Paper Fortress. It's not available legitimately as far as I know-- I think it's just too short and maybe too tough a read. It's his war memoir, and it's just... it's a rough little comic. There's an innocence to his style, that he knows how to use against a reader-- you can see that in a lot of his comics-- and I think it really becomes especially tough with Paper Fortress. If you saw Godzilla Minus One, and if you saw Boy and the Heron, I think you have to read Paper Fortress to really complete the trilogy. It's an essential third part of that trilogy. I'm not a Tezuka expert, like other people-- there are big ones I haven't read... but for me, I think it's Tezuka's best comic, or the best I've seen.

#3: Katsuhiro Otomo's Sayonara Nippon, which I wrote about at numbing length over here. It's the greatest action comics artist of all time, but doing a hang-out, edgelord comedy (with nods to R. Crumb!) set in Harlem that is probably unprintable now because of its, uh, "political incorrectness", let's go with that, let's use that phrase. It held my attention, haha. But despite the parts I have a discomfort with, it's Otomo-- he's one of the best to ever do it, for me-- and it's Otomo doing something I'd never seen him do. I had a good time. I don't necessarily recommend it.

#2: Fumi Saimion's Tokyo Love Story. Another scanlation-only deal-- I don't think it's available legitimately. I misidentified it as a josei comic, while it's technically seinen-- either way, it's just a comic about young adults trying to figure themselves out romantically. I think you'd call it a "manic pixie dreamgirl" story, but Saimon's a woman, so-- I think a manic pixie dreamgirl lands differently when it has a woman creator. Maybe that's a mistake on my part, but-- I see that more as a kind of wish fulfilment, and interesting as such, I guess?

But I don't know-- for me, it's just how Saimon draws... It's so loose, but it's just enough. It's not burdensome at all, when you look at it. So you just get to be with the characters-- the art's never trying to get in the way. It's the kind that makes you want to draw because it doesn't seem impossible to draw-- like, "oh drawing's fun." I see comics now, American comics, and none of them make drawing look fun-- they all make drawing seem like work. All the lighting effects, you know?? What kid is at home with a pen saying to themselves, "Oh I can do that" and copying a drawing with that much lighting going on, where you can't see the lines because they're all holding colors, etc. When I look at these comics... it's certainly not "lazy art" or "bad art." It's just that you get to be with the characters.

And then easy #1, mentioned briefly here, is Kowloon Generic Romance, particularly the first volume, which is available legitimately (rare for this list haha!), and is just... It fucking knocked me out, man. It's hard to articulate the why of it, but it's like... if I made comics more often, it's something I wish I could make. It's off the charts horny, which I don't think I could do in a comic, not as unashamedly as that. But it's just got this-- it's just the vibes are immaculate, man.

Like, I think the thing that unites all the comics I've mentioned... comics having a breath of life to them. Where ... you feel like you're watching people that exist. I think when you're a kid, you get that from comics, and a lot of the angry people you see online are people for whom "Spiderman is no longer alive" because they can't keep it up as they get older, and their imaginations wither, and they think the reason why is "politics" and not... you know, the sad clawing of mortality against their flesh.

But like-- Kowloon Genric Romance, it's not just that the characters are breathing but they're like... hanging out in apartments, smoking cigarettes, being hornballs, swooning, feeling nostalgiac. They're alive and they're in a Wong Kar Wai movie?? That is ... That's pretty gnarly, to me.

There's a science fiction element that was dragging it down in the last volume I read (I think a couple came out since then, I'm behind, but). But it's just-- it's very much a manga set to Citypop-- you can hear the soundtrack in your head, and I bet if I compared notes to other people who read it, our soundtracks would overlap significantly. It demands it, you know? It's just... It's vibes. It's just so good at vibes...

Worst Comic: the Viz App has Hot Gimmick and Hot Gimmick is a mess. I had a fun time with it because the wrong choices have a sort of... they're almost funny because it's like "why the hell did they make this like this" quality to it. But that is trash. I can't defend it. It's kind of unacceptable. I read every page.

Honorary Mentions: like I said, Cross Game and Ranma 1/2. I thought Yasuda Kasumi's drawings on Fool Night were very very pretty. I thought Wild Strawberry started strong in that respect too, though it's lost my attention fast when it became more of a standard shonen. I'm very confused by One Piece lately but continue to enjoy that and Chainsaw Man (where I'm very behind as I figured out I enjoy it more binging it a little).

I decided to be a manga guy about 3 years ago, and get American comics out of my life, and stop writing about them, and blah blah blah, but that said, I continue to be very involved with the comics, in all kinds of weird ways, whether it's stuff I can't talk about, making notes for future projects, trying to get into "drawing shape" again (that is *not* going well), etc. I had a very, very good year as a reader this year, too-- that hasn't always been true, but ... I feel like as a reader, this was a year far above average for me, or what little I settled for as average prior to 2020. I hear things are rough out there but I hope that's true for other people, too. Anyways, that was my year.

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for my current and future followers My name is Azzie/Azznyx/Flem/Marlee and I'm a genderfluid special boy. I go by any/all pronouns! My current hyper fixation is the DCA but I also like wobble dogs, kinito pet, welcome home, steven universe, slime rancher, red dead (specifically II), any horror games, annnnd a lot more. My favorite hobby is drawing and crafting. Oh! and I love fursuiting. I don't have any finished drawings or good pictures but my four main fursonas are, Maru a kemono white and pink cat, Dove a golden retriever, Zig-Zag a black and white mutt, based on halloween, and lastly Erotica a opossum based on scenecore. Besides that, I love crafting, from cardboard to clay. I wish I knew how to sew, but I don't. So for now, HOT GLUE!! My music taste ranges from heavy HEAVY metal to pop, I don't really have any specific artists I love, but if I had to choose, Ayesha Erotica.

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This blog will entirely be SFW! It might show some suggestive themes, but never ever link, show, or talk about NSFW things. I want my blog to be a safe corner and family friendly.

This moves us onto what are you allowed to do. Fan art? PLEASE! Anything makes me extremely happy, even if you deem it horrible. Even if it’s a stick figure I’m going to hang it on my fridge. Any fan work please drown me in it!!

But, we have some rules. I think shipping is cute, but if it’s characters who are aro/ace and/or no interest in the subject please don’t ship them. You can also always ask me first! This leads us to.. please don’t draw my characters in a suggestive/nsfw way. Even if I do, that doesn’t necessarily make it allowed. Please ask beforehand. Romantic settings are fine.

Small side note: I do not like TSAMS, none of the stuff I post, or will post, is related to them. I do not wish to go in depth about it. Just letting some of you know as a handful of you like them. What do I use to draw? Traditionally, a mechanical pencil (wood pencils aren't my forte) Digitally, either my phone and finger or I use a Wacom One 13 which I got on sale! The apps I use are IbisPaintX or Magma.com. AUs? I have so many AUs it's wild. Recently Retired: Finsternis - High Fashion! GMG (Generic Motorcycle Game) Main: Disco? 70s! (@cherrybombfananzza) Chocolate Covered Strawberries or Snug as a bug in a Rug (@choclatecoveredstrawberries) I think that's a good cover-all, if you have any questions feel free to ask! I'm not judgy. :)

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I have never been one to think that acting seems like a fun job, so I’ve never been one to think much about whether the actors in these series are having fun with their characters or what characters I would want to play. However, I think Choc Milk Shake is the first series where I’ve thought “oh that would be fun to act in.” The actors for Choco and Milk portray cat and dog turned human so well that I can’t help but imagine the actors were having a blast on set. My question is, do any other characters/roles come to mind that you think the actors probably had a ton of fun getting to portray? Or any that you personally think would be the most fun to portray if you were an actor?

BL Actors Having Fun With Their Parts

Hilariously that was the first thing I thought in the first episode: the actors playing the cat and the dog must be having such a good time.

I think with some of the other roles that might spring to mind, it kind of depends on the personality of the actor and their costars and the rest of the cast. Also, we as viewers tend to make the mistake of assuming that comedies are more fun to act in than dramas or horrors. When in fact, it's often the opposite, comedy is most challenging on actors.

However, knowing that, and going in under the auspices of pure speculation...

It's obvious that the whole cast had a really good time filming I'm Tee, Me Too. I think that for all its seriousness, the GMMTV boys probably had a really great time on the set of Not Me, and probably the Eclipse as well. On the other hand, while it's one of my favorite Thai BLs, I think you can tell that it was a really tough and taxing location shoot for ATOTS.

In terms of actual parts?

I think Seng seemed to have fun with Toh in SCOY. In Thailand in particular, especially if the pair is familiar and relaxed with each other, I think they probably just enjoy the working experience more. I'm thinking about pairs like MaxNat, who just give the impression of being fun and breezy on set. Or an actor like Perth (My Engineer) who everybody else just seems to enjoy being around.

Also actors tend to enjoy something that adds to their range. So if they've typically been typecast in one role, like Khaotung was prior to The Eclipse, it's fun for them to get to play something completely different. I think we can usually see that when it happens. The actor is just sparkles more when he’s into the part.

Sometimes when an actor is handed a taxing physical role, and is particularly into fitness, he ends up really enjoying it. Like parts that come with fight sequences, or martial arts. Quite a few of the boys in KinnPorshe had more than their fair share of fun in some of those fight scenes. Like it tapped into their little kid sense of playing cops & robbers. Even knowing fight scenes are incredibly hard work.

I get the feeling the set of Trapped was a really good time for all. I think Chris and Jake both seem to be having fun with their roles, another cops & robbers thing. Similarly SCI.

Some of the Japanese super slapstick leads spring to mind. I think if you have the right personality to portray physical comedy, you can probably lean into it. I get the impression that Nakao Masaki is really enjoying playing Issei (Kabe Koji), because it's the polar opposite of every role he's ever been handed before.

It seems like Takara & Amagi was a difficult set, while Old Fashion Cupcake comes off as probably quite easy - working environment wise. That just means that in the second example, everyone on set is likely to have a bit more fun, including the actors.

It seems like both the leads in Word of Honor were having a blast most of the time.

The Korean actors are much more difficult to read. I think it's easier to tell when things were more challenging on set than when the actor enjoyed the role. Color Rush, for example, comes off as an extremely formal, even stiff, working environment. Where as Semantic Error and 304 were (what amounts to the) Korean version of relaxed (which still isn't very). And Ji Sung is clearly having the time of his gd life with Devil Judge.

All that said, these are actors. And with the best actors it's really hard (if not impossible) to tell how they feel about playing a role, because they are inhabiting it. This is one of the reasons I get annoyed if I can sense that the actor is uncomfortable with telegraphing gay chemistry. It means either that they're not a very good actor, or something about the set culture, director, and/or filming environment is making it difficult for them to fully inhabit their part.

Thanks for the thought provoking question. (Sorry I couldn't tackle the second part of your question, of all the careers I could have in the universe acting is very near the bottom of my list.)

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TMNT Trick or Kink: The Halloween Extravaganza - Prologue

Turtle Doves.

It's time to get freaky.

Welcome to my prologue.

18+ content - for mature audiences only

The Halloween Extravaganza

You gaze around the huge party hall while sitting at the single round table that's set up closest to the stage, waiting for the little blue-skinned man to come back from getting his surprise.

You can only imagine what Job has in mind for his annual Halloween Extravaganza - as he likes to call it.

You lift your fancy cup of coffee and take a long sip, appreciating that Job's full-time barista knows exactly how you like your freshly-brewed hazelnut beverage. It might just be the best coffee you've ever had, and the muffins he had his chef make for you?! To die for. You put your mug down and trade it for said deliciousness and just as you take a hearty bite of the gourmet muffin in front of you, Job bursts through a door from the side of the large room, his bodyguards in tow. Job is wearing a huge shit-eating grin on his face and carrying a large tablet. Derek and Hector also have their hands full.

While you're busy wiping your hands on a cloth napkin, Job replaces your plate with the tablet. You watch as the large mutant wolf-man, named Derek, places a printer on the table and then plugs it into a hidden outlet in the floorboards.

At the same time, Hector is juggling a box of supplies as he struggles to move the other plates and such to make room for his box.

“Hector, you can just put that here, beside me,” Job instructs the part-shark-part-human mutant, pointing to the floor between the two of you.

“Halloween arts and crafts?” you ask with a smirk.

“More like Hallows Eve Trick or Kink,” he smiles, wiggling his brows.

You look down just as his fingerprint brings the screen to life.

And boy-oh-boy, did it bring the screen to life.

Your jaw drops open as Job slowly scrolls through the many saved photos of hot-ass costumes for men.

“Uh…” You aren’t sure what to say. “Do you need my help picking out a costume?” You ask nervously.

“It’s for the guys!” He exclaims, his voice comically reminding you of a helium-induced Harvey Fierstein.

Hearing this news, your jaw suddenly rehinges itself, and a Grinch-like smile adorns your face.

"Well, if that's not a sign of huge trouble, I don't know what is," comes a voice from behind you and Job.

"Hey! Sean!" Job exclaims upon spinning around and seeing his good friend enter the room.

Sean gives both Derek and Hector a fist bump and a smile, before grabbing a chair and dragging it to sit next to Job.

"Hey there, darlin'," he says with a wink, nodding to you and sitting in his seat.

"Hey Sean," you greet the small, more-strawberry-than-blonde man with a kind smile.

"What are you two scheming over here, anyway?" He asks, peering over at the tablet.

"You got here right on time!" Job says with a mischievous grin. "We're just about to pick out a whole bunch of the hottest, sluttiest, most provocative men's costumes the internet has to offer," he snickers.

Poor Derek chokes on a piece of muffin across the table.

"I already have my costume," Hector says quickly, a look of horror flashing across his face as Derek nods his head frantically, pointing to himself in agreement, trying not to die on his gourmet pastry.

"Aww, you guys are no fun," Job pouts.

"So… How are we doing this?" you ask with a giggle.

"First, we find and pick out 10 of the sexiest costumes that would look fabulous on any of them," he starts. "Second, we print out the pictures and cut them up. And Finally we fold them, put them in a blind box, and have them each pick out one randomly," he finishes, a proud smile settling across his face.

"And you think those giant mutant men are going to willingly make these costumes?" Sean asks, his eyes bulging out of his head as Job chooses the first costume and prints it out.

"Oh hell no! That's why they'll pick it out, and I take it back from them," he states. "I'm making those babies," he grins.

"And how will you ensure they attend the party and wear them?" You inquire.

"I know those guys well, and I know for a fact, that none of those lovely gentlemen would ever leave you to the wolves in the spicy little number I'm making for you," he says with a wink.

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You show up to the lair later that evening with your homemade pizza in hand, just as promised, and greet the lot of them with a huge smile as you struggle to push open the double glass doors of the lab, "Hey guys!"

The bro circle is in full swing - Derek, Hector, Job, Sean, Leo, J, Don, Raph, and Mike.

In that order.

J jumps up and runs to help you with the stack of food you're balancing in one hand while you try to maneuver your phone and the glass doors with the other.

"Let me take those, Buttercup," he says softly, giving you a flirty little smirk.

"Thanks, J," you beam back at him.

He takes the pizzas and sets them up on the cleared and cleaned lab table. He and Mike then cut up and divvy out pieces for everyone's enjoyment.

Once the pizza has been demolished, you are given a round of praises and thanked for the delicious meal.

Raph then teasingly asks, "Alright, who brought dessert?"

"ME!" Says Job without missing a beat, a devious grin on his face as he hops down from where he was perched on a stool.

He grabs the blind-grab box from under the lab table and shakes it up, coming back.

"What…" starts Leo.

"Oh no…" says Donnie.

"Ya had to ask," says Mike, accusingly.

Job walks right over to Raph and gives his sparkly pink box a little shake, wiggling his eyebrows at the brute.

"Oh don't worry," says J, clapping Raph on the shoulder. "I'm sure it's not that bad."

"Oh no. It's WAY worse," Sean warns, pulling snickers from both Hector and Derek.

"Alright, boyzz," Job says, emphasizing the z. "The Halloween Extravaganza is right around the corner, and tonight you will be picking out your costumes from this box," he tells them, showing them the box like Vanna White. "Once you choose your picture, I will be taking the papers back with me and making said costumes," he tells them.

"And since Red here was so kind to bring it up, he gets to go first!" Job says excitedly with an evil smile.

Raph shrugs and pulls out a small folded piece of paper and opens it, his eyes flashing wide.

"Ya kiddin'. Right?" He asks.

Job snatches the paper and chuckles as he looks at it.

"I'm as serious as a heart attack," he says, stuffing the paper in his pants pocket.

At this point the other four turtle-men have made a small circle around Job, all of them taking turns reaching in, and their reactions are equally amusing.

Mike gets a big smile and nods.

J lets out a, "Hell yeah!"

Leo's face drops.

And if Donnie had eyebrows, they would've flown off his face toward the ceiling.

As Donnie and Leo attempt to barter and bargain their way out of their costume picks, Raph sasses, "Like you can make us wear them," letting out a small huff accompanied by a smug smirk.

Sean lets out a bellowing laugh as Hector stands and unrolls a poster sized picture.

"That's all good and fine," says Job, "But that leaves that pretty little lady over there," he says pointing behind himself in your direction, "wearing this," he sticks his thumb over his shoulder at Hector who's holding up what is presumably going to be your costume. "She'll be all alone. With all those single beings walking around at an open bar event," he drawls dramatically as he presents the poster.

All five guys go silent, looking around at one another, slightly panicked but also amused.

You get up to take a peek at the poster but feel Derek's hand on your shoulder, "Nuh-uh," he says with a sorrowful smirk, pushing you back down into your seat.

You look at the guys and they're all nodding their heads now, agreeing to Job's ingenious persuasion.

"You're an extortionist," pouts Leo.

"I'm an opportunist, sweet cheeks," Job says with a smile as Hector puts away the poster.

He turns to you and his smile gets even bigger.

"You, my dear, will need to come by this weekend. I need to see how tight I can squeeze you."

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