#stealing candy canes is fun man lol
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Tyka request: I love bit beast merging so the idea that Tyson has been forced to merge with Black Dranzer has always floated in my head. Kai arrives too late. Boris and his Grandfather found a way to break Tyson's will to accept Black Dranzer, probably to save Kai's life and Kai can only watch!
I LOVE THIS. I am the god of angst writing, so when you ask for angst, I’m bringing A N G S T. Anything in * are Tyson’s thoughts!
I’ve now written it all and- I just had so much fun with it. This was the kind of ask I was born for. Thank you for sending this to me- I hope you know I’ve been working on this all day lmao. It turned out way longer than I wanted it to be. But damn, it’s good. I’m going to keep the start in regular format, and put the rest in a read more, I don’t know if tumblr will even let me post this much LOL, but let’s try it:
“Hello, Tyson Granger. Welcome to BIC”
“Call it what it is Boris, BEGA- round two.”
“You know better Tyson, The Beyblade International Congress is so much more.”
Tyson scoffed, he scrunched up his face in Voltaire’s direction.
He had one hand in his pocket, where dragoon would normally be. Instead, his hand held emptiness, there was nothing, and no one, to comfort him now.
The room security had led him into was windowless. It could have been the basement or the hundredth floor of the building.
Tyson had lost all sense of direction since Dragoon was stolen from him, the feeling was nothing out of the ordinary.
The world champion wore an expression no one had ever seen before. Determined, enraged, vulnerable, confused, he felt everything all at once, there was only one thing he was absolutely certain of:
He had to get Dragoon, and his friend’s bit-beasts back, at any cost.
“You two know why I’m here.”
Boris grew a porcelain smile from ear to ear.
“To finally join our team of course.”
Tyson laughed in response, “I never had any intention of joining BEGA, which means its shitty counterpart is out of the question.”
“This child has grown up since we last saw him.” Voltaire leaned more on his cane, inspecting every bit of Tyson’s body.
Tyson felt like some kid’s science project in their backyard. He shuddered, terrified to think the abbey boys lived like this every day.
“I hoped he would have grown-up, Voltaire. It’s been almost three years after all.”
Boris waved his hand. The security guards that escorted Tyson turned on their heels and marched out the door. Tyson was left alone with two old men, but he still felt danger.
The silence that ensued was deafening, the glares they locked on Tyson made the hair raise on his spine.
He now understood Tala and Kai’s fear of these men. The pure power they confidently exhibited by just standing there, was compared to nothing he had ever experienced.
Two men, three times his age- two men who should be in jail, serving life sentences- one man who raised and abused his best friend, one man who was his best friend’s flesh and blood.
Tyson took a deep breath. He stabilized his voice before stating his demand.
“Give me back my bit-beasts.”
The men let out deep laughs, starting out as low grumbles, and ascending into loud chortles.
Boris spoke first.
“You think you can just waltz into my high-tech facility- and I’ll just give you back what I stole? And stole so easily mind you-”
“So, you did steal them.” Tyson’s firsts were curled, his fingertips formed indents in his palms, he wanted to lash out in anger, but he knew better.
“Of course, wasn’t it obvious?”
“I have proof- I’ll get the police-”
The men laughed again, this time louder.
“I own the police.” A shadow fell over Voltaire’s face.
For the first time, Tyson felt true fear.
No bit beast- no battle- nothing could compare to this.
Tyson’s heart sunk, as he became painfully aware his overconfidence, could be his downfall.
Now, he was trapped.
“Would joining my team sound better if I told you you could have Dragoon back?” Boris’ voice was coated with honey, but Tyson knew better.
Tyson’s eyes shot in Boris’ direction. He squinted his eyes.
“Without making a deal with me, you and your friends will never see their pets again.”
“I’ll never make a deal with you.” Tyson spat.
“Pretty soon you’ll have no choice-” Voltaire cut Boris off.
“How old are you now Tyson?” His voice had changed, he leaned more into his cane.
“Almost nineteen.” Tyson grinned, “I’m an adult now. You can’t hurt me.”
The two men gave each other a look Tyson didn’t miss. Voltaire spoke first.
“What if we told you we needed your help.”
Tyson put up his shields immediately, he raised an eyebrow. “Help? What could I possibly help two billionaires with?”
“Something that only a blader as strong as you can.”
“No.” Tyson refused.
“Hear us out.” Boris took a step towards him, Tysons swore he heard a door lock behind him.
“We have a theory- if that theory is correct, we can change the future of the sport- no, the future of everything.”
Tyson’s interest was piqued, but that wouldn’t change his decision.
“The answer is still no.”
Boris took a step towards him, “what if we gave you your bit-beasts back in exchange?”
Tyson saw through Boris’ trap, it was a deal he couldn't ignore.
Tyson just stared back at him.
Voltaire interrupted, “we have found a way to merge bit-beasts with humans.”
Tyson felt his heart stop.
Boris grinned, presenting his hands in front of him, “the possibilities are endless Tyson, imagine- superhumans. Beyblading would ascend to a whole new level. The history of warfare changed, just like that.” He snapped his fingers.
It was terrifying how a man could keep a smile while talking about changing the history of warfare.
“I’m not helping you experiment by changing people into weapons.” Tyson’s face wrinkled into a disgusted scowl, “what do you need me for anyway?”
“See, Tyson…” Boris continued, “the science has been researched for decades- but I’m fairly confident this process requires someone of a certain caliber…”
“Someone who already has a strong connection to bit-beasts.” Voltaire stated.
“Don’t you have tons of kids lined up in your arsenal? Why me?” Tyson’s voice grew louder.
“Ha! None of my boys are as strong as you and your team Tyson.” Boris chuckled before continuing, “you’re special, your connection to dragoon and other spirits is stronger than anyone on the planet. You are my missing puzzle piece, I’m certain you’ll be the right fit.”
“The other members of your team might work, but no one is like you.” Voltaire nodded,
“No. I refuse.” Tyson took a deep breath, “I’m not your pawn, I won’t help you.”
Silence.
Voltaire clicked his cane on the tile floor.
“I hope you are aware; if you don’t do this, we will make sure Kai will.”
Tyson swung his head in his direction, ready to scream if necessary.
“Ah, watch it Tyson.” Boris threatened the boy, Tyson’s chest heaved erratically.
“What do you mean?” Tyson said through gritted teeth. “He would never agree to this-”
“No, he wouldn’t.” Voltaire shook his head, then became totally still as his glare set on Tyson, “but I don’t need his permission.”
“You’re sick.” Tyson spat.
“It would be so easy.” Boris reached into his pocket grabbing a remote, he pressed a button, a screen rolled down in the large room.
The screen turned on, on it was a picture of Kai, and a ton of numbers Tyson didn’t understand, but what caught his attention, was a simple map, with a blinking red dot.
“We know where Kai is at all times,” Voltaire said in a low voice.
“If you refuse to help us, we will take him as needed.”
“That’s kidnapping.” Tyson pointed out the obvious fact, he should have known better, that stealing a person was one of the minor crimes Boris has committed.
“Not like I haven’t done it before.” Boris shrugged, as if he was talking about taking a candy bar.
Tyson swallowed, “he- he wouldn’t let this happen without a fight.”
“As expected. If he fights it, the process could easily mess up… Ideally we want someone who will work with us, but it’s not necessary.”
“I’ll find him. We will run away-”
“When I say we know everything about Kai I mean we know everything, Tyson.”
Voltaire looked to the ceiling, “We know when he goes for jogs.”
“Sunday mornings and Wednesday evenings.” Boris raised a finger in the air.
“We know when he eats, when he sleeps, where he sleeps.” Voltaire emphasized ‘where’ maliciously.
Tyson growled. Voltaire hummed.
“That’s right Tyson, he’s been staying at your place frequently.”
Boris tried to suppress a laugh, “we even know what happened last Saturday-”
“Boris!” Voltaire hissed.
Tyson’s eyes widened, “How would you know that!? We were alone, in my room, in my home!?”
“We know everything, Tyson.”
Tyson met Voltaire’s eyes with disgust.
“It seems like a win-win situation, Tyson. I’m giving you a good deal, when you know I don’t have to.” Boris folded his arms. “You go through with this procedure, we give you- and your friends their bit-beasts back, and we leave Kai alone.”
Tyson’s body felt ice cold.
“I want you to know Tyson, Boris is too afraid to admit it-” Voltaire’s voice was draped in darkness, “we aren’t letting you leave here today without doing something.”
Tyson stopped breathing.
Boris confidently waltzed to Tyson’s side, Tyson didn’t move, he was paralyzed with fear.
The purple-haired man’s face was inches away from Tyson’s now.
“You either take the deal, or have it happen anyways- but if you take the deal, world champion, you must work with us willingly.”
Tyson was his height now, but he still felt small.
Boris placed a hand on his shoulder.
“Don’t- touch me.” Tyson shrugged him off aggressively.
“Last chance world champ.” Voltaire clicked his tongue, “what will it be?”
Tyson met both their eyes, looking back and forth, his breathing showed anger, his fists clenched in frustration.
He was stuck. Trapped. Nowhere to go. He took a deep breath, held it, and let it out. He let his body accept defeat.
“Fine. I’ll take your deal.”
“Where did Tyson go anyways?” Max hummed to Ray while sliding his feet on the smooth wooden floors of the dojo.
“Is he with Kai again? They’ve been hanging out a lot…” Ray pointed out.
Kenny was sitting on the floor with his laptop open. “Tyson left just before lunchtime.”
“No lunch!?” Hilary snapped, “that’s not like him.”
“It’s not like him to miss practice…” Ray tried to hide the subtle worry on his face.
“I’ll try phoning him,” Max suggested, pulling out his rose gold iPhone.
“I’m sure he’s fine guys.” Hilary rolled her eyes, knowing the bluenette was always late.
“We can’t be too careful…” Kenny hesitated before saying his next words, “With Boris being back…”
The room fell quiet, the only sound was the ringing of Max’s phone.
“He’s not picking up.” Max hung up the call.
“Try Kai’s phone,” Ray smirked. “They’re always together now.”
Max flipped through his phone and put it on speaker. The phone rang a few times, they heard the click of it being answered.
“Hello?” They heard Kai’s familiar gruff voice.
“Hey Kai, sorry, are you driving?” Max spoke a little louder than usual.
“Yeah, but I have you on speaker, it’s fine.” They heard the sounds of the highway around him.
“Hey, is Tyson with you?” Ray asked, his voice shaking a bit.
“No, why?” They heard the sound of Kai’s blinker in the background.
“He disappeared before lunch, he's not here for practice yet.” Max eagerly awaited Kai’s response.
“That’s odd,” Kai remarked.
“Are you going to be here soon?” Ray asked.
“Yeah, I’m just coming down the road now. Have you tried phoning him?”
“I tried…” Max fidgeted with his open hand, “he didn’t pick up.”
“He always answers his phone.” The team detected a hint of worry in Kai’s voice. “I’m outside now.”
They heard Kai hang up the phone, without as much as a goodbye, but that was very typical Kai.
They sat in the same positions, wordless. They heard the front door open, the sound of Kai taking off his shoes. They heard the floorboards creak as he made his way down the hall to the dojo. The door slid open.
“Hey Kai!” Hilary tried to be cheerful, but she just sounded worried.
“Hey,” Kai responded. Without missing a beat, “where is Tyson?”
“No one knows.” Kenny stopped typing at his laptop to look up at the master blader. He readjusted his glasses.
“He left before lunch, he’s been gone a few hours.” Kenny had a hard time keeping eye contact with Kai, when Kai got serious- he got scary.
“It’s weird of him to miss practice…” Max fiddled with his thumbs.
Ray looked up at the ceiling, “not like we can do much practicing anyway.”
The room went quiet. They were all still in mourning over the unexpected loss of their blades. The day they woke up to discover all of their blades had been stolen, was the moment they realized Boris coming back now, in their late teens, was serious.
“I’m worried.” Kai admitted, he pulled out his phone, and began to phone Tyson.”
“That was fast, do you have him on speed dial?” Ray grinned trying to lighten the mood.
Kai responded seriously, “yes.”
They heard the phone ring a few times, before going to voicemail. Kai hesitated, before deciding to leave one.
“Hey, Tyson- It’s Kai. Get back to me soon, I’m getting worried.” He hung up the phone and held it loosely in his hands.
“Aw, Kai’s worried.” Hilary cooed.
“With Boris back, and our blades gone, we can’t be too careful.” Ray crossed his arms.
“What’s goin’ on here fellas?” Grandpa poked his head through the doors from the garden.
“Tyson’s been gone for a long time, he’s not answering his phone.” Kenny went back to his laptop, most likely trying to find out any information he could.
“When did he leave?” Kai asked Ryu.
“I told Kenny when he got here, right before lunchtime- Wait K-man didn’t you stay the night last night?”
The whole room went quiet.
“Yeah, but I was gone early in the morning,” Kai responded.
“You stayed the night?-” Max got cut off by Ray.
“Was he in an alright mood?”
“He was fine.” Kai knitted his eyebrows in thought, “now that I think about it, he was in his head a bit.”
The ground collectively became agitated, everyone knew a moody Tyson could be anywhere.
“Did you do anything to piss him off?” Ray squinted his eyes in Kai’s direction.
“No.” Kai knew for certain he didn’t hurt Tyson. After all, they had a great night.
Kai tried to suppress a smile, remembering how they fell asleep beside each other watching movies in Tyson’s room.
“You stayed the night?-” Max got cut off again by Ray-
“Are you sure Kai? You know you have a habit of annoying him.”
“I’m absolutely certain. Tyson was fine when I left this morning.”
“Was he up? How did you know?” Ray interrogated him more than questioning.
Kai hesitated, he didn’t know if it was okay to tell them they slept in the same bed.
“You *stayed* the night!?” This time Max yelled it, so he couldn’t be ignored.
Everyone stared at Max, “Why did you stay the night? Where did you sleep?”
“Um-” Kai tried to retort back, but suddenly realized he didn’t know what excuse to make.
They caught his awkwardness, it was unlike the silver-tongued boy to not have a sassy remark.
“Family troubles. I stayed in the spare room across from Tyson’s. He got up to eat breakfast with me- He was fine.”
All lies.
“I’m going to check his room.” Kai turned around to go upstairs.
When Kai was out of earshot, Max coyly asked Tyson’s Grandpa, “Did he really stay in the spare room?”
“Ha! No, that boy has been staying here often, and those sheets have never been changed- or used.”
The group followed Kai upstairs like a lost herd.
In Tyson’s room, Kai was scanning it, looking for anything off.
The whole team looked around, but only Kai knew what was out of place.
“Hey Kai.” Ray giggled.
On Tyson’s vanity, yes- Tyson had a vanity, because of course he did. He had a thumb-sized picture of kai stuck to the edge of the mirror.
“There are no pictures of us, just you- what’s up with that?” Ray pretended to act jealous.
Kai ignored him. He gave Tyson that photo when Tyson asked for a photo of him. It wasn’t his favourite thing to look at. When he looked at it he would laugh, because it was, simply, so Tyson.
Kai’s eyes landed on his pillow, it was poofier than usual. He ripped up the pillow and tossed it to the side. Under it was a book. Kai knew it was out of place, he had never seen Tyson pick up a book in his life.
He opened the book and flipped through it, everyone watched him, knowing something was up.
In the middle of the book was a note, Kai pulled it out, and threw the book to the side.
‘I guess if you’ve found this, you’re looking for me huh?’
‘That means I’ve been gone a while, sorry.’
‘I guess you should know, if I’ve been gone a long time, something has probably happened to me.’
‘I’m going to see Boris. I’m leaving at 11am.’
‘He invited me. I know it’s a bad idea. I don’t want to bring anyone else into this.’
‘Especially you Kai. You’ve dealt this enough shit from that guy.’
‘I know he stole our blades, even if we don’t have proof, I know.’
‘I’m going to get them back, no matter the cost, and I don’t want anyone else’s help.’
‘I love you guys! I love you Kai.’
Ray snatched the note from Kai and began to read it.
Kai put a hand to his face in shock. His eyes started to water. He was terrified, his body didn’t know how to begin to process this, but he knew he needed to go.
“Where is he?” Kai had a voice of white anger.
“We don’t know Kai.” Kenny recoiled.
“Boris, where is he.”
Kai picked up the book and flipped through it.
“We don’t know where his base is Kai-” Kenny blubbered.
Kai threw the book against the wall at full force.
“WHERE IS HE!?”
Ray flipped the note over, “there’s an address on the back.”
Kai ripped it out of his hands.
“I’m going-”
“No, you are NOT Kai!” Ray scolded him. “We’re going to go to the BBA, tell Mr. Dickenson, and call the police-”
“We don’t have the time for that!” Kai yelled at Ray.
The team was stunned, Kai had never been this angry.
He placed his hands over his face and pulled them down to cover his mouth. “I need to save him.”
“We don’t know he’s in danger-”
“I KNOW he is.” Kai was shaking.
Suddenly, Kai bolted out of the room with the address in hand-
“Kai!” Max called after him.
Kai frantically began to put his shoes on, the team barrelled down the stairs behind him.
“You can’t go in there without a plan, you moron!” Hilary screeched at him.
“Try me!” Kai yelled back.
“What’s going on?” Grandpa had come from the kitchen, Kai used the distraction to bolt out the door to his car.
He started the car as fast as possible and pulled out of the driveway. The team ran out to the street behind him, they watched him leave, worried they could lose both of them.
“Take it off.”
“Excuse me?”
“Your jacket, off- now.”
Boris pulled at the zipper on the front of Tyson’s jacket. Tyson sighed and pulled it down.
Boris helped him out of the jacket, he took it and wrapped it in his arms, it was oddly paternal. Boris looked him up and down, judging him, like he was looking for the best cut of meat in a shop.
He only wore a thin black muscle shirt now, and his dark ripped jeans, with the shoes he made Kai help him pick out. He was fully clothed, but he felt naked.
“Boris, what did I say about being creepy?” Voltaire scolded him, like a child.
Boris rolled his shoulder, still keeping his gaze on Tyson, “Sorry, can’t help myself.”
“Come into the lab.” Voltaire turned, heading for another door.
Boris gently pushed Tyson by his shoulder. Tyson followed willingly, worried what would happen if he resisted.
Inside the steel double doors was a dark room. The light turned on upon entry, to reveal computers, servers, chemistry equipment, and large water-filled tubes, big enough for a person, or a monster.
Boris threw Tyson’s jacket to a swivel chair, he turned on a computer, Voltaire stood beside what Tyson recognized as a large bey dish.
“I want to see my friend’s beyblades.”
“Of course.” Voltaire disappeared behind some servers, out of sight.
Boris clicked a mouse a few times, “huh, looks like Kai was in your bedroom. His heart rate has skyrocketed, do you have any idea why that could be?”
Tyson tried to hide his surprise.
*Could he have found my note? No- I don’t want him to come here.*
“I don’t know.” Tyson kept his eyes on the wall.
“Maybe he’s just doing something freaky.” Boris grinned.
“You’re disgusting.”
Voltaire reappeared with a black briefcase. He placed it on a table close to Tyson, but not too close. He opened it, to reveal Dragoon, and the rest of the blades delicately blacked in foam inserts.
“I want to see them.” Tyson reached his hand forward.
Voltaire slammed the case shut. “Not until you finish our task.”
Tyson scowled, all he wanted was to feel Dragoon in his hands again.
“Voltaire, come here.” Boris gestured to bring him over to the computer.
Tyson tried to follow, but Voltaire stopped him with an aggressive hand signal.
Voltaire leaned over the chair and inspected the computer screen.
“It looks like he’s heading in this direction.” Boris was deeply concentrated on the computer screen, clicking around fast.
“And he’s approaching fast.” Voltaire hummed, he rubbed his chin. “Stop the car.”
“Really?” Boris had a surprised expression.
“We can’t have him coming here can we?”
“Alright.” Boris began to type at the keyboard frantically.
Voltaire placed a chair in the middle of the room, he patted it, silently telling Tyson to sit down.
Tyson shook his head, Voltaire gave him an intense glare- Tyson approached the chair and sat down, making sure the men were still in his vision.
“Boris, are you done?” Voltaire demanded.
“Yes.” He reached towards a cupboard with glass drawers. He unlocked it and pulled out some medical supplies.
“What’s that?” Tyson asked, worried it was for him.
Boris swiveled over in his chair towards him. Voltaire grabbed a metal table with wheels and moved it towards Tyson.
Boris unwrapped a cloth to reveal four syringes.
“What are those? They better not be for me.” Tyson flinched as Boris picked one up.
“There’s magic,” Boris got a syringe ready, and grabbed a small damp wipe, “and then there’s science, today we will be utilizing both.”
He wiped the small cloth on Tyson’s bicep. He recoiled.
“Don’t be scared Tyson, it won’t hurt.”
“Do you even know what you’re doing?” Tyson was concerned, Boris got the supplies ready expertly.
“I used to be a doctor.”
Tyson’s focus lingered on ‘used to’.
“Don’t look if it bothers you,” Boris grumbled.
Tyson turned to look at the wall in the opposite direction as he felt the numb jab in his arm.
Kai had never driven faster. He swerved in and out of traffic to get to the building downtown. Flying down the highway with intense speed. He slammed his hand on the wheel.
“Fuck!”
He looked at the speedometer, it was going down, even though he knew he was accelerating.
“What the fuck?”
Kai felt his car lose power.
“No! No no no no no-”
The lights in his car dimmed, and suddenly the whole car lost life.
He pulled over to the side of the road. Slamming his hand on the radio as if it would help. He opened his door and got out kicking the wheels of the car in frustration.
He swore and cursed. He didn’t know enough about cars to know what went wrong, and he didn’t have time to fix it. He stared into the mass of buildings. He could make it.
He just had to run.
Tyon had four needles shoved into his arm in total. Boris refused to tell him exactly what they were, he only answered with ‘you wouldn’t understand even if I told you’.
Now, Voltaire watched the computer and Boris hooked up a few devices to Tyson. He wrapped a bracelet around his wrist, and something around his bicep.
“Take off your shirt.”
“Do I have to?” Tyson tried to give him a sassy retort, he might have been completely vulnerable, but he still wanted to keep his dignity intact.
“Yes.” Boris grinned, flicking the end of his shirt.
“No, you don’t have to,” Voltaire stated without pause.
Tyson narrowed his eyes at Boris.
“I have to attach something to your back.”
Tyson still wore a suspicious expression, but he did it anyway, he didn’t think he could feel any more naked than he already did.
Shirtless, he felt the cold of the lab prick at his skin. Boris attached a few small stickers to his back.
“There.” Boris smiled, looking Tyson up and down, “I’m done.”
“You didn’t have to take off my shirt for that.”
Boris nodded.
“How did I get stuck with a creep like you.” Voltaire squeezed the brim of his nose.
“I’m merging with Dragoon now?” Tyson’s skin prickled in anticipation of getting his bit-beast back, then he realized, his skin was prickling with a different sort of heat.
“Oh no- you won’t be merging with Dragoon.” Voltaire turned to look at Tyson.
“Dragoon is far too unpredictable, we haven't studied him enough yet, but there is one bit-beast who we know everything about.”
Boris turned to open a locked metal box on a table.
Tyson rose from his seat, staring at his forearm, his body felt- weird.
“What did you do to me?”
“Science.” Voltaire said just under his breath, “here.”
Boris held his hand upside down, Tyson held out his palm. He felt the familiar touch of a blade. Boris pulled his hand away, Tyson felt instant panic when he stared into his open hand.
Black Dranzer.
Tyson felt his whole world sway. His eyes felt heavy, but strangely, he felt strong.
“What did you give me? Am I allergic to it?” Tyson stared at Boris.
“No,” he laughed, “You’re fine.”
Voltaire gestured to the dish, “Tyson, launch it.”
Tyson felt the nerve endings in his hand, anything touching black Dranzer felt numb, completely void of power. He could see the veins on his forearm, sticking out more than ever before. He felt cold air enter his lungs, and exhale. Everything was enhanced. His world was spinning, but he felt invincible.
He could feel pulses from black Dranzer, the raw power emanating from it was toxic. Tyson could feel it begging to be used.
‘Use me, use me, use me.’
It pleaded with him. It felt addicting. Tyson now understood why Kai was so attracted to the blade, and he understood how hard it was to give it up.
He noticed Boris had been handing him a launcher for who knows how long.
Tyson took it, a blade and a launcher in his hands was his default state, but now felt foreign.
“Launch it,” Boris demanded.
Tyson turned to the dish near them. He stood in front of it. His pupils invaded his iris.
*The pure power of black Dranzer…*
He loaded it. He stood there, breathing erratically. He got into position.
Silence. Total silence. No sound existed, he forgot what it felt like to hear. He heard the screech of a bird in the back of his skull, and he let go.
A shockwave erupted as black Dranzer was released, finally, after years of being locked up. The equipment in the lab slid backwards, Boris and Voltaire almost lost their footing.
Tyson wobbled as he let the blade center in the dish, perfectly still, spinning so fast it looked stationary.
In front of him, he saw it, the dreaded bit-beast. It felt unnatural. Dragoon felt different, Dragoon felt right, black Dranzer felt… Sad.
*She’s not supposed to exist.*
“I can feel her.” Tyon felt tears roll down his face.
He held open his arms.
“I can save you!”
Black Dranzer screeched, with a powerful gust from her wings she soared into him. He felt a dark sludge seep into his veins, stopping his heart.
“AhK!” Tyson held his chest, suppressing screams.
Then, everything went black.
“Tyson!” Kai screamed in an alleyway behind the building he suspected Boris was holed up in.
He tried a back door, wiggling it frantically. His back was covered in sweat from running. It was locked, with no chance of it opening.
He tried another door, the same issue.
He could run in the front doors, but he would be noticed instantly.
“What’s that?!”
It looked to be an old laundry shoot, a lot of these old buildings had them. Before he could use his brain, he was scaling the shoot, it looked to be only a story and a half until it turned into the building.
He started climbing.
*Tyson, I’m coming. Just hold on.*
Tyson opened his eyes. Boris was beside him holding his shoulder shouting unintelligible phrases at him. Words meant nothing to him.
His head was pounding. He used his arms to hug himself, rocking back and forth.
“Don’t fight it Tyson. Accept it.” Boris whispered in his ear.
“N- No.” Tyson whimpered. His head felt like it had been split open.
His tongue felt different when he talked. His vision felt different, things felt… Wrong. He fell over to his side, letting the feeling overtake him.
Kai was running through the empty corridors. He had run past a training facility and dorms. He had viewed a map and determined where he thought Boris would have put a lab. He threw open a door to a stair corridor and flew down them, almost tripping. He just hoped he was right about the location of Boris’ lab.
He was right.
He found himself in a huge room, He stopped, placing his hands on his knees and gasping for air.
In front of him were two steel doors. He knew Tyson was inside.
With every last bit of his strength, he ran towards the doors, when he tried to rattle the doorknob it was locked, he kicked it, once, twice, three times. He took a few steps back and thrusted his whole body against them. The doors ripped open, shattering the lock in between them.
Boris wasn’t a surprise, but his own Grandfather-
In the middle of the room, Tyson’s body was splayed on the ground.
“What did you do to him!?” Kai screamed.
He ran over to Tyson, Boris tried to stop him-
“Fuck off!” Kai hollered landed a fist into Boris’ stomach.
Boris keeled over in pain.
Kai stopped before kneeling down.
The most important person to him- he didn’t look like himself.
His blue hair, now black. His nails, ebony talons. On his back, were black wings. Kai felt nauseous.
“Tyson…” Kai collapsed beside him.
He reached under his lower back and pulled him into a sitting position. Kai brushed back his long hair. He didn’t know what he expected coming here, but not this.
“What happened- what did-”
“He merged with black Dranzer, and he- is beautiful.”
“You don’t get to speak Boris!” Kai screamed but wouldn’t dare take his eyes off Tyson.
Tyson’s eyes flickered open, they stayed half-open, Kai shook him.
“Tyson? Tyson, answer me, please.”
Tyson didn’t move.
“We just got started- You can’t- Don’t you die on me.” Kai’s throat was dry, he could barely make out words.
“Change him back!” The blader who was most well known for being emotionless now threw everything he had at the world. Tears streaming down his face, screaming at the people who held him back his whole life.
“We can, but we won’t right now.”
To hear his Grandfather say it, somehow hurt more.
“Change him back, right now.” Kai shook, holding Tyson close to his chest.
Boris managed to stand upright after taking the powerful blow.
“We will change him back when it suits us.”
“Mm- Kai?”
Kai stared into Tyson’s eyes, “You’re awake!” Kai kissed his forehead, thanking the god he didn’t believe in.
Tyson’s wings seemed to shudder when it happened.
“I’m fine Kai, don’t worry about me.” Tyson held up his hand to stroke Kai’s face, his eyes grew wide when he saw his own fingertips.
“It’s okay- don’t look at them look at me- hey- me, look at me” Kai covered his hand with his own and made sure Tyson was focused on him.
Tyson choked back tears, “I love you-”
Kai closed his eyes and squeezed his hand.
Voltaire took a confident step forward.
“We don’t want to hurt you-”
“Look at what you’ve done to him!” Kai screeched.
“We just want you to join the new BEGA.” Boris wore a cheeky grin, he knew he won.
Kai’s chest heaved, “I’ll never join you, never again-”
“You’ll find you have no choice Kiai.” His grandfather tilted his head.
Boris laughed, his evil sinister laugh, the laugh Kai remembered from the abbey.
“BEGA owns you.”
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The Kidz on the Hill Pilot ep1 by Terrell Matthews
Written by: Terrell Matthews
La’Rose Productions
3/29/2019
The Hill
Episode one pilot :
Name MOMMA AIN’T RAISE NO THIEF
Characters
Brandon main character 13-16 about his life and his day to day struggles of being a teen growing up and a child in a household
Tez Brandon’s older brother 16-18 range gives Brandon a head time picking and fighting with him on a daily basis he got held back one year
Mom Brandon mom fun sassy typical black mother strong independent with feisty comebacks she’s a bargain beetle loves to save money anywhere she can works 9-5
Dad kind of sits back and goes with flow of things , steps in and clears up situations if needed. Works hard typically gone working multiple jobs throughout day
Dave : store manager , knows of family from visits in store but doesn’t know them personally on a talk to basis brandon sees him all the time when visiting the local corner store
Star: Brandon’s neighbor and girlfriend She a book worm always steers to do what’s right
Post : Brandon’s best friend since childhood
Fat katt neighborhood bully , short tough guy gets into trouble picks on the kids but is cool with at times age range 17-19
Summary brief overview :
This episode will be about Brandon who is facing the beaughborhood tough guy named fat katt who pressures Brandon into stealing a drink from a dollar store and ultimately getting caught by the store manager. After getting caught the manager kicks Brandon out of the store and bans him from the property. At the time Brandon is relieved because the police aren’t called as well as his mother will not find out of his wrong doings. He gets home and tells his brother tez about the ordeal. He no longer has fat kat on his mind it’s more about avoiding moms trips to the store as a family unit as well as avoid running the errand of going to the store to pick up whatever essential item was needed. the first few times brandon mom ask him to run to the store his brother would go for him until he started to blackmail him so he recruited his next door neighbor who was also his girlfriend she would go for him until a day cane were neither his brother or his Girl could help what is he gonna do will he tell His mom and receive the wrath of evil or work it out with the manager so he is welcomed back on the property
THE HILL
Momma ain’t raise No Thiefs
Brandonis sitting on the side of his bed lacing his shoes. tez is laying in his bed on his side of the room tossing a ball up and down...
Brandon
you coming out today bro
Tez:
yeah I’m about to just relax here for a second and finish this movie up
Brandon:
aight bro I’m about to go out and see who all out there
Tez:
aight cool bro do your thing
Brandon gets up checks the mirror and walks down the stairs and out of the front door , he grabs the basketball off the patio and starts to bounce it as he Walks out the gate
Brandon:
what’s good fat katt
Fat katt:
ahid it my birthday what you got for me
Brandon :
I’m bout to hit up the store , I got you what you want
Fat katt:
Ohhh forreal , lemme get a drink
Brandon:
A drink ?
FAT KATT:
Yeah a drink did I stutter
Brandon :
aight bro I got you, just keep your hands to your self. Happy birthday by the way I’ll be right back
Brandon walks across street To plaza with store
Brandon
(Looks at Dave nods, and continues )
Dave is the store manager late 40s white, after seeing Dave as Brandon enters the store Brandon’s proceeds to the middle aisle where the candy was displayed. He grabs a pack of sour punch and some gum and walks towards the back. After placing the items in his pocket he lowers his shirt to hide the items discreetly. Now he is headed to the coolers grabs a drink heads to the back and placed it in his pocket. Big bulge sticking out very noticeable . After mustering up courage Brandon walks towards the front and makes eye contact with Dave and a customer chatting, looking and pointing in brandons direction. he swiftly picks up the pace
DAVE
Hey kid come here
Brandon
Ignores ...
DAVE
Brandon get over here
Brandon
(HE KNOWS BRANDON FROM THE NUMEROUS VISITS INSIDE THE STORE ALSO HIS FAMILY WOULD COME IN ON OCCASION)
Yes Dave ,
DAVE
I know what you have done , take out the items or I will call the police
Brandon
I don’t know what your talking about
DAVE
Seriously ? ? A customer saw you
Brandon
Here ... (takes out items sets on counter
DAVE
You’re lucky I don’t call the authorities and turn you in, for now you are no longer allowed in my store now get out of here
Brandon
Man , okay it’s whatever
Brandon exits store and heads home
By this time Brandon is on his way home and enters into his room no longer thinking about fat katt and what will happen when he never brings his drink but instead how he will keep this secret from his mother .
Brandon
Bro guess what just happen
Tez
Tell me when this goes on commercial
Brandon
But bro
TEZ
Shhh
Commercial plays
Brandon
You ready
Tez
Go ahead
Brandon
Man tell me why I was in the store and I was going to grab something right for me and fat katt but I end up getting caught
TEZ
(Interest peak) oh word what happen what was you tryna get
Brandon
You wouldn’t believe it Bro , well I had the candy and gum but then fat katt wanted a drink
Tez
Wait what ? A drink
Brandon
Yeah bro a drink
TEZ
So you had a whole drink in your pocket ... don’t tell me you had ..... a.... whole..... bottle drink.... in your shorts pockets (laughter ensues )
Brandon
Yeah man, (unamused) well anyway I get caught by Dave and he basically kicked me out the store and I can’t go back ,
Tez
So what you going to do when mom wants you to go ?
Brandon
That’s where you Come in at fool.. you gotta have my back on this one I’ll owe you big time
TEZ
Laughter calming down I don’t know bro I might help you I don’t know if I want to get in the middle
Brandon
Forreal bro all the times I done helped you forreal
TEZ
Aight aight bro I got you
Brandon
Okay cool bro good looking.
SCENE ENDS
Brandon mom is in the kitchen making lunch she needs paper plates and battery’s from the store. being that there is a plaza across the complex she wants one of the boys to go.
MOM
Teeezz, Brrraaanndon
BRANDON TEZ
Yes
MOM
I need one of you to clean the bathroom and one of your to run to the store to grab some paper plates and battery’s
Brandon
I’ll clean the bathroom
MOM
No since your so quick to choose Tez you go clean the bathroom and Brandon you go to the store
Brandon
But mm
Mom
But what ?
Brandon
Nothing yes ma’am
MOM
That’s what I thought. Here is the money and bring my change back all of it Hurry back
BRANDON
Yes mom
Brandon looks at tez they are both looking at each other as they go up stairs one to clean the bathroom and one to get his things to go to the store.
TEZ
I tried nothing I could do bro good luck lol
Brandon
This isn’t funny man idk what to do
Tez
Lol chuckles better figure out something quick, why don’t you just tell her what happen
Brandon
Yeah so she can kill me right, I mines well get a shovel and dig my Own grave
Tez
Lol yeah your right well you better get going
Brandon
Man this is wild it’s cool I think I might have a plan
BRANDON EXITS HOUSE
Brandon’s knocks on neighbors door waiTing for answer
STAR
Hey what’s up bran
Brandon
Hey I need a quick favor are you able to do it for me
STAR
Sure
Brandon
It May sound weird but I need you to go to the store for me
STAR
Egg can’t you go
Brandon
I can’t go because I got kicked out
STAR
What
Brandon
Yeah long story short I kicked out for trying to take something I wasn’t supp..
Star
YOU WERE STEALING
Brandon
Not to loud girl, my mom doesn’t know and I’m trying to keep it that way
STAR
Why were you stealing
Brandon
It’s a long story I was just getting something for fat kat but it’s whatever I’m not worried about it right now
STAR
Well you need to be
Brandon
You going to go for me or what my mom is life key waiting for me to come back like yesterday
Star
Okay okay i guess I’ll help you but your going to need to figure this out in the future because I’m not going to be able to go to the store for you just any time especially without telling my mom anything and I’m just leaving randomly when you come or ask
Brandon
I understand I’ll get it all figured out I promise , thank you for helping .
Walking to store
STAR
So what I’m I getting
Brandon
Just a pack of paper plates and some double AA batteries
STAR
Okay Brandon I’ll get them for you , you owe me (blows a kiss to Brandon as she walks into store)
BRAndon
(Brandon waits outside until star is finished )
Star
Here ( hands him the Bag)
BRANDON
Thanks your the greatest you don’t know how much I appreciate it
STAR
Yeah I know your mom would kill you and kill me for helping you
Brandon
Yeah your right , I owe you I’ll make it up for sure
Brandon hugs star
Brandon
I’ll call you later And fill you in on all the detais in which happens, thanks again
STAR
No problem i got you babes
BRANDON WALKS INTO HOUSE
Brandon
Here you go mom and here’s the change for you
Mom
Go ahead and keep it baby
Brandon
Thank you
Brandon runs up stairs into his room while tez still is cleaning the bathroom
MOM
(Looks In bag shuffles around) Breeaanndooon
Brandon
Yessssssssss
NO RESPONSE
Yeeeeesssss
NO RESPONSE BRANDON RUNS DOWN STAIRS
Brandon
Yes mom
MOM
You got AA batteries
Brandon
Yes that’s what you said right ?
MOM
No
Brandon
What did you say
MOM
I said triple AAA batteries Brandon, no go back and get the correct ones, here’s the receipt
Brandon
Can tez go this time and I’ll finish the bathroom
MOM
No Brandon can I have my change back?
Brandon
Okay okay mom I’ll go now
As Brandon is leaving the house he sees star and her family leaving the neighborhood in her mom's car
Brandon
Dang there goes my chance at asking her again
basketball bouncing in distance Brandon goes to investigate. (Follow link to finish)
#tv series#tv show#tvscript#tvscripts#scriptwriting#script#pilot#terrellmatthews#laroseproductions#thekidzonthehill#episode1#writing#stories#storytelling
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eggsy x kingsman!reader with number 50? 🍬
Yay! I didn’t know I’d have SO much fun with this one! I want to continue it tbh but I have another 1 to do tonight lol so I had to stop myself from going to crazy. Hope you enjoy my sweet anon!
“Normally I’d say no, but I’m on my 14th candy cane, so why not?”
Tonight was the night you’d been dreading for weeks… the day before Christmas. Now, it wasn’t like you hated Christmas or anything– you actually liked it as much as you liked anything else, but this year things were a bit different. For starters it was your first year as a Kingsman agent. You were fairly fresh to the program having only 5 months under your belt, and you were still embarrassingly nervous around your crush coworker Eggsy.
But of course you were… With a jawline like that the boy certainly got some looks and you absolutely weren’t the only one to have succumbed to that cheeky smile. Actually, basically everyone but Roxy seemed to be infatuated with him. Which to be clear was a little irritating, but just because you two had become fast friends didn’t mean there was anything else going on between you. Even though you sorta wished there had been…
Tonight you had on a little black dress, and you even wore heels. Tonight you put makeup on, and were wearing dark red lipstick. You even did your fucking hair. Why? Well Roxy was very stern in her email and nearly demanded everyone look nice. This was the first mixer since Statesman and Kingsman integrated, and with all the new recruits– well, impressions really mattered.
Plus… you had some killer legs since training and there was no reason Eggsy shouldn’t see them.
Just… lift up your hand. Just– knock. Ring the doorbell… something, you begged quietly under your breath, lifting your hand and almost doing what your mouth commanded.
You scrunched your nose exhaling as a cloud of white hovered before your lips, it really was cold, maybe a dress wasn’t the best idea after all… “Ugh.” was all you could say as one last whine escaped your lips.
Finally you lifted your hand and pressed that tiny white button… You could hear the buzz ringing throughout the flat, barely heard over the music and muffled voices inside. You could hear as a quiet shuffle of foot steps came closer towards the door… as a hand grabbed the handle, and turned knob.
For some reason you just knew it would be Eggsy, and when that door swung open you were right. The second his face slid to yours his lips parted lightly, and honestly you’d never seen him look so cute. When he spoke his voice was smooth like silk, and he didn’t seem to be blinking… it was like he couldn’t take his eyes off of you and you would have been lying if you said you didn’t love it.
“Y/n… Hi,” he pulled his mouth shut with his tongue, biting his lip lightly between his teeth and blinking back the look that spread so beautifully over his face. “You look so beautiful.”
You looked to your heels– which for the record were already starting to bother you– trying not to turn red as you tucked a stray strand behind your ear. “You look pretty good yourself… now you gonna let me in?”
“Oh fuck, yeah, course… get in here– you must be freezin’.” Eggsy stepped to the side holding the door for you, he lightly touched your arm as you passed and with the embrace you felt instantly warm.
As you walked by you could feel that his eyes were glued to you, and when you pulled your long jacket off you could have sworn he took a breath in. It almost looked like he wanted to say something in the shot moments to follow… but he was clearly having a hard time voicing anything at all.
It was strange to see such a charming man behave so adorably flustered, his cheeks a soft shade of rose to match your own. You smiled bashfully and just when you thought you’d found the words Harry walked forward; placing his hand to Eggsy’s shoulder and requesting his assistance in the kitchen.
It was pretty shit timing, but it wasn’t like you wouldn’t see him again. The house was only so big wasn’t it?
Except now you’d been there for nearly 2 hour and you still hadn’t seen him again. It wasn’t exactly something you wanted to admit, but it was more than a little disappointing. You really only knew Roxy and Eggsy here, and as amazing as Rox was you couldn’t help but be secretly searching for him around every corner and in every face.
Just when you’d given up hope you heard that laugh, that sweet boyish laugh, and instinctively your eyes shot towards it; locking to his immediately. By the looks of it he had already been staring at you, and at that realization you almost dropped the glass you’d been holding tightly only seconds before.
You watched as he continued talking to Merlin and Ginger, his eyes still transfixed on yours. He raised a hand, placing it lightly to his elbow, it was clear he was attempting to break away– that he was ending his conversation, and it was obvious by the way he gaze at you now that you were his destination.
When he reached you, Roxy smiled slyly… noticing the way you looked at him, and he at you. She stirred her glass with a soft nod still watching your eyes locked together as intently as ever.
“Eggsy! Lovely for you to join us… Oh shoot, I think Merlin is…” she paused looking behind Eggsy quickly with a grin as an almost too obvious nod escaped. “Yeah, he’s definitely calling for me… I’ll talk to you guys later, okay? Have fun! Okay, bye!”
And she was off… The two of you let small awkward laughs escape before the tension eased off your shoulders like dirt down a drain. It was strange because you were so damn nervous any time you were around him, yet also so comfortable… so calm, and before you knew it the conversation was flowing so fluidly it was a wonder you ever stumbled on your words before.
At this point you were already about three drinks deep as well, but if anyone knew how to hold their liquor it was you, or at least you thought so… Okay, maybe you didn’t because now that you thought about it you were standing pretty close to him…
Oh god, he smells so good… No. Stop. Think about something else. Literally… anything else.
“Wanna play a game?” you asked suddenly, completely interrupting him mid sentence. Eggsy didn’t seem to mind at all though, in fact he just seemed intrigued and very much into the idea of winning something.
“A game?” he tilted his chin forward, pursing his lips as the tip of his tongue traced the edge of his teeth, curiosity reaching new heights. “What d’you have in mind, luv?”
You tried to ignore that wave you got when he called you that, but the liquor was definitely making it harder. You were a Kingsman for a reason though, and they did call it ‘liquid courage’ for a reason…
After crossing your arms, and leaning closer to his ear you nudged your chin towards the opposite corner of the room towards the Statesman; signaling him to look. “Whoever steals that belt buckle off of Tequila is the winner.”
Eggsy raised his brows, as an even wider smile spread, tossing Tequila a long stare over his shoulder. The cowboy nodded affectionately than raised his glass to his lips taking a hefty swig before turning to face Champ, Ginger, and Harry once more.
“Bet I can get it first…” you added in a throaty whisper close to his ear.
He cocked his chin lightly, his eyes dancing between yours and your lips as that cheeky smile spread. “Normally, I’d say no t’that cause trust me– Tequila ain’t one you wanna fight, but I’m on my 14th candy cane, so why the fuck not?”
Eggsy tossed back the rest of his drink in one gulp, took a step forward then turned back to face you with hand outstretched. You looked from his hands to his eyes again, and then with a smile from ear to ear you slid your fingers between his.
The second your hands touched you felt a pulse run through your body. It was tingly, electric, and made your knees weak– which was just about the last thing you wanted to admit out loud, but whether you said it or not, it was true. And if not for the way he turned back once more, sending you that oh so sweet wink as he squeeze your hand tighter in his, you’d have thought you were dreaming.
You weren’t sure how this would pan out, or if either of you would actually steal that damn thing– but something told you no matter what happened here, you’d both end up as winners.
#Eggsy Imagine#Eggsy x Reader#Eggsy Unwin x Reader#Kingsman#Kingsman fic#fanfic#prompt#ask#answered#fawkes talks#Eggsystential Crisis#Hope you like!#Roxy is in here#and so is Harry and MERLIN AND GINGER AND EVERYONE IS FINE AND HAPPY OKAY
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Christmas with Kenji (Kenji x F!MC Headcanons)
For a couple of anons who wanted holiday HCs for Kenji x MC. And for @kenkatsaros who requested Kenji x MC holiday art! (the art is at the end lol) ❤
Kenji and Alex go Christmas shopping for their mothers.
Kenji is nervous and keeps holding stuff out to Alex, asking if Rochelle would like it.
And she tells him that Rochelle adores his silly little self and he could give her anything and she’d love it.
“Yeah, but she’s your mom. It shouldn’t be just anything.”
“Always looking to impress, huh?”
“Only when it’s you... or you know, people you love, too. Heh.”
He earns a kiss for that and he smiles at her shortly before turning around and shoving yet another item in her face, “What about this one?”
Kenji gives Alex a gift from Meiko.
She apparently got Alex some of her special tea that she likes to drink around the holidays only.
Kenji tells her it’s a big BIG deal. A giant seal of approval right there.
“Even I don’t get any of this,” he tells Alex.
“Aww, poor Kenji. But you do get all of this,” she says wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him softly, almost teasingly so.
“Mmm,” he hums, eyeing her up and down, “that’s a good trade-off.”
They decide to set up decorations at Alex’s place.
Alex comes home late in the afternoon to find that Kenji had finished setting everything up.
She jumps and spills the coffee she’s holding when the Christmas tree springs to life.
Kenji apparently thought it was funny to go Talos and turn into the damn tree.
He even draped all the ornaments and lights on himself.
He bursts out laughing and apologizing at the same time for the spilled coffee.
“If it makes up for it, here’s your gift.” And he hands her a beautiful box that holds this necklace with a tiny piece of Prism crystal.
“Is this... Dax would kill you.”
“Ehh, I figured these things usually have your birthstone and well, you’re not exactly... you know. It’s supposedly “dead” anyway, no freaky powers from it anymore. And well, it’s the whole reason we met and everything,” he’s babbling now, looking everywhere else but at Alex and scratching the back of his head.
She laughs and kisses him tenderly, “Thank you, I love it. Put it on for me?”
And he obliges, kissing his way up the side of her neck up to the sweet spot behind her ear.
She gives him a gift too. His face lights up when she pulls it out of a bag: it’s a custom-made tree topper made to look like Talos, with tattoos that light up.
“Alex, this is the best thing ever!” and he puts it up on the actual tree and immediately takes a picture to post on IG.
They go out for the evening. There’s of course, a party at The Grand on Christmas Eve
Kenji walks around, being a host, greeting people, giving speeches and entertaining guests
He’s also dressed up in red and white for the holidays, with his favorite mustard shirt nowhere in sight.
Eva and Dax make a joke about it when Kenji walks over to their booth
Something about him being dressed up as a candy cane instead of a hotdog. “It’s a huge upgrade, Tin Man,” Eva says with a wink. Dax snickers in his corner.
“Oh, laughs from the scientist who dresses like a carrot,” Kenji retorts.
“Hey!”
“Told you, babe, you look better in other colors,” Alex teases.
“You make jokes, but that only tells me you think of eating when you look at me,” Kenji says, adjusting the collar of his jacket and shooting a wink at Alex.
Kenji brings around mistletoe to kiss Alex whenever
He just pulls it out and holds it over their head and he gives her that silly little smirk.
He doesn’t need it of course she would kiss him whenever he wanted.
Everyone groans because they do it even when they’re all in a booth together.
Plus who are we kidding, Alex would do it, too, have another gif:
Eva and Poppy prepared sweater gifts.
Poppy’s are modern and fashionable, stuff she gets from work.
Eva’s are the homey kind, custom made for each member of the team.
“You.. knit?” Alex asks Eva.
“Yeah? So? It’s fun, plus I got lots of time to kill when I visit my dad. He loves them, too.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet!” Poppy chimes in.
“Sweet, indeed,” Kenji lets out a whistle of appreciation, “did you knit Talos on mine?”
And his eyes are wide, jaw dropped, like a child who just opened his gift to find that toy he’s been asking for months now.
He prepared punny holiday spins on those Hero drinks he serves at The Grand
“I Saw Mommy Kissing San-Talos” and “Let it Slow, Let it Slow, Let it Slow.”
They all tell him those are horrible
But then they try the drinks and they’re pretty damn good
They all get realllly drunk and end up going on a drunken caroling spree at Alex’s apartment building. Eva, Kenji, and Poppy were especially into all the singing.
When everyone’s had enough, they go home, but Kenji takes Alex somewhere else.
He takes her out to their usual spot looking over Northbridge
He holds her close as she marvels at the sight
Because instead of the usual building lights, she sees a myriad of colors in green, red, blue, yellow, and white.
The city is twinkling with holiday spirit and she absolutely loves it.
They drink a bit more and laugh and kiss.
It all ends up back at Alex’s place of course.
There may be some drunken, silly, giggly sex involving Kenji insisting on wearing a Santa hat during. LOL
On Christmas Day Alex wakes up to Kenji making hot chocolate.
The man is a drink expert let me tell you; alcohol, tea, hot chocolate... 12/10!
They have lunch with Meiko and Rochelle.
Rochelle brings in a bunch of cookies and Kenji charms and flatters her.
She falls for it of course. Meiko shakes her head, but is smiling, too. It’s nice to see everyone get along.
Speaking of, Meiko and Rochelle get along pretty well.
It devolves into them teasing their children with embarrassing childhood stories.
On the way home, Alex gets excited when she sees it’s snowing outside. She LOVES the snow.
And Kenji is smiling at her instead of the view, because she’s crazy adorable like this.
He holds his hand out to her and she stares at him.
“Well? Let’s go!”
They have snowball fights and lay around. Just enjoying the rest of their Christmas day.
They’re both lying in the snow staring up at the sky. Alex is holding Kenji’s hand. He steals glances at her with her lips so red and her eyes twinkling with happiness at the sight of snow.
She whispers a thank you to him and he smiles.
“Anything for you, darling.”
#kenji katsaros#kenji x mc#playchoices#choices hero#hc#hc request#request#kenji hc#wow that was a lot#oh well
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Mimi’s 1K+ story a day! {Challenge}
For those of you that are newer to me & my blog - I’ve had this blog for seven years (!!!), but just began bringing it back a few weeks ago. Since I began posting Tom/Seb fics over the past few weeks, I’ve gained over 700+ of you, breaking me well into the thousand follower mark, and I would like to say THANK YOU!
As a way of thanks, and also for some more inspiration :), I’d like to give back to you guys by posting one fanfiction a day during the week of Christmas. I’m starting this now because I want enough time to both accept requests & also to write!
Details are below, hit up my askbox or this post with questions!!
DETAILS:
From December 19th through December 25th, I will be posting one fanfic story a day, totaling in seven stories for the week.
The last day for requests is Friday, December 15th.
This is seriously all for YOU GUYS! My wonderful followers. :) Please, please make requests, as I’m doing this for you! Don’t be shy!
For examples of my previous fics and/or to get ideas, see my masterlist here. (Honesty Hour part II is already in the making, so no need to request that).
RULES:
You can make as many requests as you like.
The last day to make a request is Friday, December 15th.
All requests MUST be made through my ask box. Do not comment on this post or another one of my fics with a request, it will be too hard to track and will not be counted.
I will not confirm or deny your fic request once you have made it, so don’t think I’m ignoring you! I want it to be a surprise which prompts I take - plus, it’ll be more fun that way. :)
I, under no circumstances, write fics with themes of rape.
I do write smut, but do not participate in writing dom/sub relationships. I think that those relationships are very unique and take a lot of love, respect, and care, that, as a writer, I don’t feel like I would be able to do justice. There are lots of amazing other writers on this site that do that if that’s what you’re looking for!
Given that it’s the week of Christmas, I would like some wintery/Christmas themes & prompts! I know they’re cliche, but they’re so fun. :) So don’t be surprised if the 24th is a Christmas Eve fic and the 25th is a Christmas Day fic ;). I’ll still need prompts for them, though, so check out the masterlist below!
Mimi (me!) must write seven stories, and they must be from requests. All other inspiration will just be considered extra content ;) Otherwise all of the seven fics must come from your requests!
Obviously there are many of you, and only one of me. :) So it will be naturally impossible for me to complete every single request that I get. BUT, if your request doesn’t get completed during my challenge week, just please message me or follow-up with me and I will do my best to write it afterwards!
PAIRINGS (x Reader):
Tom Hiddleston (lol obviously)
Chris Evans
Sebastian Stan
(I’m also open to writing all of the MCU folks in a group setting, but those three are the ones that I will write specific x reader/imagine stories for.)
THEMES:
Fluff/Angst/Smut/Best!Friends/Enemies. You name it, I’ll take a stab at writing it. :)
PROMPTS & WRITING IDEAS:
See below for a massive list of prompts and writing ideas. Of course, these are just suggestions - if you have a different request, send away! If you do pick a prompt, just please be specific as to which one.
Holiday Prompts (not mine, these belong to @theo-stilinski!):
“It’s almost midnight!”
“Yeah, uh, alcohol doesn’t go in hot chocolate.”
“FINE. You can put the topper on the tree.”
“It’s snowing!”
“That’s not how Santa Claus works…”
“Christmas doesn’t have to be about family, ya know?”
“Awwww look at my little elf.”
“You can be Santa’s helper.”
“How did you manage to the burn the cookies?”
“Why does the house smell like a cinnamon roll threw up?”
“Okay, but hear me out, these ornaments are way better.” -“They don’t even match.”
“You’re covered in flour.”
“Ho ho ho, bitch.”
“My gingerbread house is prettier than yours.”
“If you throw a snowball at my face so help me.”
“Christmas is lame.” -“You’re lame! You, you, you grinch!” -“Oh. Ow.”
“Open your present!”
“Wanna get shit-faced instead?”
“Why is there mistletoe everywhere?”
“So, I didn’t actually get you anything.”
“I’m still sad you won’t be home for Christmas.”
“Holy shit, you know Santa!”
“Aren’t you afraid of setting the house on fire with all the lights?”
“I hope you break your ass on that ice.”
“Wait, no one got you anything?”
“Oh, were those cookies for Santa?” -“Yes!” -“Well, what’re you gonna do about it?”
“Are you trying to find your present?”
“Oh my gosh, actual reindeer!”
“Not on Christmas.”
“We’re kind of tangled in lights.”
“So, we’re kind of snowed in.”
“I thought candy canes were supposed to be hung on trees? Not popcorn…”
“Don’t make me pour my hot chocolate over your head.”
“How much tape did you use?!”
“It looks like the North Pole threw up.”
“Are you sure it’s illegal to kill carolers?”
“You didn’t think I’d let you spend Christmas alone, did you?”
“Why is the floor covered in tinsel?”
“Wait. We’re really doing Secret Santa?”
“I told you you were going to get sick if you stayed in the snow all day.”
“Does that stocking have my name on it?”
“And now the power’s out.”
“Hey, um, why is the bottom of the tree decorated and not the top?”
“You’ve never had a New Year’s kiss?”
“You’re kind of cute when you look like Rudolph.” -“The reindeer?” -“No, my dentist. Yes, the reindeer.”
More Prompts (courtesy of @writersblockbecomesunblocked):
“Would You stop eating all the popcorn? It’s supposed to go on the tree!” “But I’m hungry!”
“So….. you wanna….hot chocolate and chill?” “If you ask me that one more time, I will dump hot chocolate on you.”
“How much eggnog have you had tonight?” “A f-few glassesss, why?” “Because I’m prettyyyy sure it’s spiked.”
“My mom got me that ornament! Stop breaking them!” “It’s not like I’m trying to break them.”
“We aren’t going to have anything left to build the house with if you keep eating all the gingerbread.”
“You’re making a mess.” “Shut up and pass me the tape.” “There’s more tape on that present than wrapping paper.”
“Why doesn’t our place look as good as that?” “Do you know how high our electricity bill would be? Christmas lights are expensive.”
“Can we please watch something else? This is the 4th time today we’ve watched elf. And it’s November 1st.”
“Are you sure your family can eat that many cookies?” “What? No. These are just for us!”
“You know, the idea of Santa Claus is pretty messed up. It’s a fat man who breaks into your house with presents made by tiny people who know if you’re bad or good. How do they know?” “You’re ruining Christmas for me. Stop.”
More Holiday AUs (credit to @berrybird):
we’re going ice skating for the first time this year and it’s pretty obvious that you’re secretly an olympic figure skater or something how the hell are you so graceful you’re literally twirling around on one foot on a frictionless surface and i can barely make a left turn
what no i totally have no idea how mistletoe got under every doorway in our house… *cough cough* …but since it’s there we should really honor the tradition right
STOP TRYING TO PUT CANDLES ON THE CHRISTMAS TREE YOU DUMB FUCK, I DON’T CARE ABOUT HOW AESTHETICALLY PLEASING IT IS TREES ARE FLAMMABLE
we’ve been just cuddling here watching movies for like six hours and this is officially the most cozy and comfortable we’ve ever been so we’re not getting up until new year’s
yes you look like a movie star with your tinsel boa but the i think it suits me better so ha
i love you but your christmas ornaments are weird we’re not putting those on the tree
you put a santa hat on my head this morning and i thought i took it off but it turns out i didn’t so i’ve been walking around all day wearing a santa hat i hate you
yes i know it’s almost christmas no that doesn’t mean you should watch every movie with snow in it seriously i can hear you singing along to love is an open door in front of my room and this needs to stop
i didn’t know that this holiday party was a dress-up thing and when i came to get you, you answered the door in your full-on GRINCH COSTUME and i almost had a fucking heart attack
you’re jewish so we’re celebrating hanukkah and most of this stuff is really new to me so you’re teaching me how to say the names of everything and so far all i can pronounc is menorah
you’re gonna fall off the roof if you try hanging lights with that ladder
WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE’S EIGHT DAYS OF HANUKKAH yeah i know we have the 12 days of christmas song BUT IT’S JUST A SONG
come cuddle with me there’s this movie called “love actually” and it looks really cute i wanna watch it (a few hours later) W H Y
you asked me what i wanted for christmas and i was feeling really sarcastic so i said “a unicorn” and you actually went out and got me a stuffed unicorn i hate you so much but actually it’s really cute and i might sort of love it
i already told you i don’t like ugly christmas sweater parties because everyone just wears one that’s vaguely cute anyways so what’s the point and wHAT THE FUCK IS THAT I’VE ACTUALLY NEVER SEEN A SWEATER THAT UGLY WAIT WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S PART OF A MATCHING SET
we spent christmas with my family and now we’re going to spend kwanzaa with your family we’re gonna need a vacation after all this
let’s go walk around and look at all the lights and stuff
stop eating the popcorn you little shit, i can’t make caramel popcorn balls with just caramel
i’m making christmas cookies sTOP SNEAKING IN HERE TO EAT THE DOUGH OR I’LL SMACK YOU WITH A SPOON
if you try stealing the whipped cream off of my hot chocolate again i swear i will stab you with a candy cane
it’s new years’ eve and i am so determined to kiss you when the ball drops
you know i think getting engaged on chrismas it’s the most cliche thing ever but you fucking proposed anyway
^ but you proposed in the most amazing unexpected way and i’m actually getting really emotional about it aND I’M NOT CRYING YOU’RE CRYING SHUT UP)
#Marvel Imagines#Holiday imagines#FanFiction#FanFic#Mimi's 1K Story a Day challenge#Tom Hiddleston#Sebastian Stan#Chris Evans#make requests pls!!!#Tom Hiddleston imagine#Sebastian Stan imagine#Chris Evans imagine#Christmas#Holidays#here we go
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