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Clownfall: Endgame
I am calling it that in the full knowledge that batshit things may yet happen, but listen. Listen. We have a year left before the general election. I am hedging my bets and assuming all that comes in that year will be Tory manoeuvring ahead of that. Let's all hope for a nice quiet year in which everything can fall neatly under that banner, that won't ruin this naming convention.
Previous Reading
Important Terminology - Required Reading
What is a Whip?
How do Whips work?
Shadow Cabinet
Front Benchers, Back Benchers and the Cabinet
What do we need to call an early General Election?
The Adventures of Big Dog the Clown - Suggested Reading
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Elanor’s Guide to Liz Truss - Suggested Reading
Character-based prequel
The Premiership of Liz Truss
The Next Steps - Suggested Reading
The post-Truss contenders
Bye Matt
BoJo Resigns as MP
Alright, that's probably everything. Just nice to have it all in one place, innit? If you would like a nice soothing soundtrack to your reading, here's my recommendation. On with the show!
Clownfall: Endgame
Wednesday
So, let's start with charismatic and charming Home Secretary Suella Braverman! You may remember her from such hits as "Quitting before she could be fired after breaking the law only to be rehired by Sunak almost immediately and without consequence to appease the right wing nutjobs in the party", and "Claiming Pakistani men have a culture that makes them work in abuse rings to target vulnerable white English girls" (I should add that, if you are unfamiliar with Suella Braverman, regardless of what that quote implies, she is not, in fact, white); recently she made the news because she announced that being homeless is a "lifestyle choice". So true, Suella! They could give it up any time they wanted. They could, for example, get together and break in and steal your fucking house.
But in particular, here we're focussing on her recent stance towards the multiple huge pro-Palestine marches that have been taking place in London. So far she has indicated that she wants people who wave Palestinian flags to be arrested, so that's very measured and rational of her; but, last Wednesday (Nov 8th), she decided to write a lil opinion piece in the Times all about how mean and biased and liberal the police are. This is an absolutely fascinating assertion to I suspect literally anyone who has ever been involved with the police. But no! Quoth Suella, aggressive right-wing protesters are "rightly met with a stern response", while "pro-Palestinian mobs" are "largely ignored".
And, she claims, the march on Saturday isn’t simply a cry for help for Gaza, but an "assertion of primacy by certain groups - particularly Islamists - of the kind we are more used to seeing in Northern Ireland".
Imagine how well all that went down.
Thursday
You are underestimating how that went down, because it emerges that Suella deVille did not, in fact, get any form of validated sign-off or permission from Number 10 before squirting her ill-informed liquid horseshit all over the front desk of the Times news room, and that, Tumblrs, you'll be surprised to learn, is actually quite an important and compulsory part of criticising the police when you are the Home Secretary. Like, there is a Ministerial Code about this. It is very clear. It is in Article 8.2, Tumblrs. Thou Shalt Have Permission From Number 10 Before Making Media Interventions.
“The content was not agreed with Number 10,” a spokesperson for Prime Minister Rishi Sunak told reporters, referring to the prime minister’s Downing Street office. The ministerial code is clear that any ministerial media interventions need approval from No 10.
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And the Tories are furious! The bloodbath forms quickly and loudly and the hounds start baying! Clown noses are flying everywhere! The factions are drawn! Because even now, there are Tories too stupid to understand that whether you agree with someone or not they still have to follow the rules! Also the other parties realise they can offer some actual opposition here, given that Suella has essentially dragged a barrel into the middle of the House of Commons dressed in a fish costume, handed around a set of loaded rifles, and then crawled inside to wait. The result is that the calls for her resignation are both deafening and pleasingly cross-party.
"(This is a) dangerous attempt to undermine respect for police", says Labour's shadow home secretary Yvette Cooper. "(It's) irresponsible," says London mayor Sadiq Khan. "The PM's weakness when it comes to standing up to Suella is the most shocking thing in all this," claims a senior Labour source.
They're wrong, of course. The most shocking thing is Liberal Democrat leader Sir Ed Davey realising he can actually appear in the paper if he plays this right and so surfaces to attempt some politics. "(Sunak) must finally act with integrity by sacking his out-of-control home secretary!" he declares, frightening many MPs who had forgotten he was even in the room with them.
Meanwhile, several Tories approach the BBC anonymously.
"The home secretary's awfulness is now a reflection on the prime minister. Keeping her in post is damaging him," says one. Another straight-up describes her as "unhinged". Another claims the comparison with Northern Ireland is "wholly offensive and ignorant", and really, all of this is permanently triggering that "Heartbreaking: the worst person you know just made a great point" reaction image.
Saturday
Hey, speaking of reaction images, look, Labour has a go:
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Well. They tried.
BUT! Do you want to know the INTERESTING bit??!
Enter: Nadine Dorries! Mad shrieking pink harpy who spends her days maintaining a BoJo shrine in her bedroom! Always the most hinged of politicians, let's see what she has to say.
Former cabinet minister Nadine Dorries claimed Ms Braverman was trying to get sacked to give her a platform of martyrdom in service of the right-wing. "The competition is on now for who is going to be the leader of the opposition," Ms Dorries told the BBC.
???!??!?
PERTINENT POLITICAL OBSERVATION FROM DORRIES?!?!?? The most shocking part of this whole affair. Remember that time she yelled at a journalist during an interview about Boris Johnson's latest scandal when he asked her how Johnson was feeling about the whole thing and inadvertently implied they were having an affair when No One Asked? God, wonders never cease. She's even acknowledging the Tories can't win the next GE, look. I'd say this is growth, except I am 100% positive she's just being catty about BlowJo being fired again.
Anyway, the real Saturday issue: it's Armistice Day, and there's a pro-Palestine march planned.
Now, to give context, Armistice Day has a creepy level of patriotic state-worship attached to it in the UK. Some time in October everyone on telly suddenly starts wearing a poppy, and if you don't you get hanged, drawn and quartered by (a) the British press, and then (b) a baying mob outside your living room. You most be performatively sad. You must perform reverence and hero worship and say things like "Never again" all while whole-heartedly supporting current wars. You must talk about "our brave boys", and share the works of dead poets from the trenches, and then completely fail to absorb any of their lessons. If anyone tries to wear the white poppy to distance themselves from the current political appropriation while still commemorating the millions of conscripted casualties, you accuse them of being "woke" and pissing on the worthy dead of WW1. It's a whole thing, and politicians love using it as an excuse to point fingers and mock each other for being insufficiently patriotic if they wear the wrong tie to the ceremonies, or choose to walk with actual veterans rather than a head of the current army, or any number of other things. And then on November the 12th they'll order a drone strike or something.
So, off the bat, you can see how a pro-Palestine rally on the same day was likely to be seen as provocative to some.
"Some" included Sunak! He didn’t (publicly at least) ask the police to ban the protest, but did call on organisers to call it off, claiming the choice of date was “provocative and disrespectful”, because as I say, a march calling for the ceasefire of a genocide is super disrespectful to every sad dead poet in a trench who dreamed of a ceasefire so they could live, or something.
But the inevitable therefore happens, which is that far-right activists agree that it's disrespectful, and so decide to violently target the march to show their respect for the idea of peace on Armistice Day, or something.
Here's the planned route by the organisers:
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Note, though, that the Armistice ceremony happens at the Cenotaph - visibly nowhere near the march. These two events actually wouldn't have overlapped, if it weren't for far-right protestors deliberately linking them to stop them being disrespectfully linked, or something.
And that's exactly what happened. From the Guardian:
Perhaps the most striking incident, though, was when far-right protesters charged past police who sought to hold them back from the Cenotaph. In this video, a man shouts “this is fucking our country” in celebration. Whereas the pro-Palestine march had been excluded from the area as a precaution, the far right was not; by overwhelming the police, they supposedly sought to defend the site from an enemy that simply wasn’t there.
(that's quite a good article of the whole thing, actually, I recommend giving it a read.)
Crucially to the clown show, though, several politicians and others accused Suella deVille of emboldening the far-right, which... well, several of the far-right protestors straight up said was the case on the day, so hard to disagree, really.
Rumours of a reshuffle in Whitehall circumnavigate the land so fast the truth gets sucked into a tornado and is declared MIA.  Here's the thing! I've covered a few Cabinet reshuffles by now, Tumblrs, you know the drill. Reshuffles are always deniable until they actually happen – so if, say, a reshuffle was going to happen on Monday 13 November 2023, there’d be no need to publicise it in advance. That way, if things change and politics happen, you don't need to retract anything :)
Because, remember: reshuffles are always controversial.  Yes, some people get demoted, and those people will often kick off, and some people who don't deserve it get promoted, and lots of people kick off.  But the big thing is that a lot more people get overlooked for promotion.
His most ardent supporters would say that Rishi Sunak is a cautious man (if you'll allow me a moment to express my own view on the matter, Tumblrs, if you'll forgive this crumb of personal opinion amongst my otherwise impeccable journalling of greatest integrity, I once did a teambuilding task with my students where they had to build the best possible bridge out of uncooked spaghetti and pieces of marshmallow, and I personally would liken the structural integrity of his spine to the losing team's entry), and reshuffles will spread a lot of disappointment to Tory MPs who lose – or fail to gain – a cabinet position.
So, all in all... regardless of Suella's idiocy...
There's no guarantee of a reshuffle. Rumours are just that - whether they prove to be true or not remains to be seen.
Week Commencing Monday 13th November, 2023
New week, new challenges! And it's going to be a big week this week. On Wednesday (tomorrow, at time of writing), three big things are going to be announced, and these announcements will colour everything else this week:
One.  The Supreme Court decide whether the government will be allowed to enact their plan to send some migrants claiming asylum in the UK to Rwanda, a signature Braverman plan that human rights campaigners (including many in Rwanda) have been trying to block for ages.
It’s a massive deal anyway – a flagship government idea that’s been bogged down in the court, and we’ll finally have an answer one way or another.  For what it’s worth, the Tories aren’t confident about winning it, either.  The optimists among them reckon it’s a 50/50 chance, the pessimists reckon it’s 70/30 against, so it's iffy at best.
But here's the thing!
Plenty of Tories have always disliked Suella.  Others could handle the odd outburst she has, but can’t stomach the sheer number of them lately - the Lib Dem non-entity man was absolutely right that she is rapidly growing out of control and just does not know when to shut the entire fuck up.
Which means! If the Supreme Court allows the Rwanda plan, Braverman could become emboldened, like a far-right protest injuring police officers to defend the cenotaph from people who are nowhere near it and have no interest in it.  Do we want an emboldened Braverman?? Well; no, obviously. I also don't want dysentery, or rotten meat, or a serial killer in my neighbourhood. But it's a question even Tories are asking themselves, which is notable.
Plus, even if the court allows it, there will still be months of planning, and lawyers might still prevent the plans in the long run...  But psychologically, the issue is this: the government wants this win, but probably doesn’t benefit from Braverman feeling victorious.
Two.  We’ll get inflation figures.  The government promised to halve inflation, and it seems likely they’ve managed this.  Expect them to massively celebrate this, to distract from the promises they haven’t kept e.g. waiting lists in England, competent governance, etc.
Three.  Voting on a ceasefire in Israel seems likely for Wednesday.  It’s the SNP’s idea, and it won’t affect government policy (they won’t support a ceasefire – they claim it’ll empower Hamas).
But it’s a big deal for Labour, even more so than the Tories.  A Shadow minister has already resigned over the war.  A bunch of frontbenchers want a ceasefire, but that isn’t Keir Starmer’s policy, a man who is calling for the colours of the Israel flag to be shown at sports matches to show that "we stand in solidarity with Israel", because you can really count on Starmer to fuck up everything he touches.  So what do they do?  Abstain?  Claim they had a prior commitment??  We might see more resignations, basically.  Big day for Starmer.
So! With all that in mind...
Monday
8.43am
Oh look. Timestamps are back. I wonder if that suggests anything?
Suella Braverman is sacked as Home Secretary.
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But! Sunak is accused of waiting too long! Which he demonstrably did!
He should have made the decision after the illegal article that she shouldn't have written and triggered a far-right rally on fucking Armistice Day.  Instead, remember that 'cautious' descriptor I talked about?? He waited until the tide had turned against her completely, and now looks like he (a) was too much of a useless wimp to fire her until he was sure people would still like him and pat his dick and tell him he's a Good PM, and (b) only fired her because he caved in to that appalling lefty liberal cabal that somehow these days includes the Metropolitan Police of all fucking people, and she'd have been able to stay otherwise.
Shout out to the best comment from Reddit:
u/nowonmai666: Doesn't she normally get sacked on a Friday so she can have the weekend off before being reappointed?
Anyway, that's the big risk now: Braverman’s supporters can claim she was only fired because Sunak caved in to the left.
8.56am
Tory MP Andrea Jenkyns claims Sunak only sacked Braverman because he caved in to the left.
9.00am
Neil O'Brian, Pharmacy Minister, quits to live out his stated dream of being a back-bencher with less power.
*sus*
9.09am
Nick Gibb, Schools Minister, quits to live out his stated dream of being more diplomatic, or something.
*sus*
9.42am
The Lib Dems decide to build on the success of their leader getting to be on telly for his one comment on Thursday and call for a general election.  Says Ed Davey: “It was the Prime Minister’s sheer cowardice that kept her in the job even for this long. We are witnessing a broken party and a broken government, both of which are breaking this country.”
Good job! They're having such a good few days.
Anyway remember the Tories don’t have to have a general election until December 2024, though, thanks to the Fixed-term Parliaments Act (2011), which was passed by the coalition government of Tories and, um, Lib Dems.  In which Ed Davey served for three years.
Hmm.
9.43am 
James Cleverly (remember him?) returns to the Cabinet and is appointed Home Secretary. The party attempts to appear trendy by experimenting with emojis:
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This appointment is probably because Tory strategists wanted him in a domestic role to help the party’s chances in the next election; as Surprising Political Pundit Nadine Dorries told us, of all fucking people, the race is now on to lead the opposition.
But hey, this is not likely to lead to any more changes -
10.03am
FORMER PRIME MINISTER, BREXIT-TRIGGERER AND PIG-FUCKER DAVID CAMERON BECOMES FOREIGN SECRETARY
!!!!!!!!!!!!
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And look! Another emoji! They're so hip!
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(Side note... the balls on this one are astounding, actually. The UK political system has been in chaos ever since Cameron, and he was the first domino. This is not a well-loved former hero that will be greeted warmly by the unwashed masses.)
Awkward though, since just last month Sunak claimed that we’d lived through “30 years of a political system that incentivizes the easy decision, not the right one.”  It would be a terrible shame if a journalist was to ask David Cameron whether he agreed with the Prime Minister on that, given that Cameron’s job is to support the Prime Minister now.
Especially since Cameron took to Twitter last month to explicitly criticise Sunak for breaking the Tory promise to deliver High Speed 2.
(Cameron tweeted this criticism last month.  Labour MP Angela Rayner however promptly retweets it now lol suck a dick Dave, but try a human one this time)
Also, fun fact, Cameron has just come out of a large-scale lobbying and corruption scandal. Given the state of Sunak, though, that's actually probably what got him the job.
BUT!!! Here's an even funner fact: the man is not an MP. He left politics after he accidentally triggered Brexit and then it came out he'd once face fucked a dead pig's head while it was held on the lap of another Tory; he's been living it up in the lucrative world of after-dinner speaking, as these people do.
So can you do that?? Can you hold a Cabinet position if no one at all has voted for you??
Yes, turns out.
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Don't be alarmed by that, though:
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But, convention holds that anyone who becomes a Cabinet member while not being an MP needs to be a Peer - that way, if they do bad and naughty things, they can't be held accountable by the House of Commons but they can be held accountable by the House of Lords. Only problem is, Hameron is not a lord...
10.13am
The reshuffle, bafflingly, continues. Jeremy Hunt will remain as chancellor.
For the first time since 2010, the top four positions in government – Prime Minister (Sunak), Chancellor of the Exchequer (Hunt), Home Secretary (Cleverly) and Foreign Secretary (Cameron) – are all held by men.
10.18am
Lots of people tweeting about the historic context of Cameron’s appointment.  Here’s my favourite:
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10.48am
David Cameron is given a life peerage, so his proper name now is Lord Piggledick.
10.52am
Health secretary Will Quince quits.  He wasn’t planning to stand for re-election anyway though, so this one is probably not a shock. But it's important that no one else resi-
11.04am
Decarbonisation minister Jesse Norman resigns.
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Time for a
✨Conspiracy Theory✨
Between Quince and Norman – as well as Neil O’Brien and Nick Gibb – we’re seeing several mid-ranking ministers resign, despite being generally regarded as fairly competent.
It’s possible they were fired in private, and they’re publicly resigning to save face.  But here’s another theory.
MPs aren’t allowed to seek commercial employment for six months after resigning from the government.
So hypothetically, if you were going to lose your seat in a general election, you’d want to have resigned six months earlier so you can still get a job.
If that’s what these guys are doing, it suggests we’re on track for a May 2024 election...?
11.05am
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11.12am
Remember Cameron's financial scandal? Quick background here: David Cameron was specifically vice-chair of a £1bn China-UK investment fund.
So let’s see what throwback former leader Iain Duncan Smith thinks of Cameron’s return:
“I am astonished at this appointment. It seems to send a signal to China that we are pursuing business with them at all costs and any costs. Those who have been sanctioned now feel more abandoned than at any time. Those facing genocide and persecution will feel more abandoned than at any time.”
I cannot believe I am about to say this.
But.
I agree with Iain Duncan Smith *spits on floor*
11.50am
Former Tory deputy prime minister Lord Heseltine is asked to sum up the return of Cameron, and says it’s the “clearest signal that the sort of right wing lurch that we’ve seen and the anti-European movement that we’ve seen has been put to bed, and that will get a message across to people”.
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12.13pm
A Tory MP is worried that Cameron’s return will turn back the clock on Brexit and Johnson’s election.
“It is very alarming. I am predicting a softening on small boats, a softening on legal migration. I would not be surprised if the ban on conversion therapy returns.”
... Don’t threaten me with a good time.
Anyway, let’s see how the public actually sees Cameron compared with other PMs!
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Yeah, not sure people will mind if Cameron’s not Boris Johnson.
12.43pm
ITV political editor Robert Peston walks past a minister of state.  The minister’s on the phone, but takes a moment to heatedly shout at Peston, “The PM just sacked me!”
I guess some days are easier than others as a journalist
12.47pm
Therese Coffey resigns as environment secretary!!!!
*choirs of heavenly angels sing*
You'll remember her of course, Tumblrs - she was one of the thugs manhandling people into the 'right' voting lobbies to force their vote on the day of Liz Truss' fracking law. Rumour has it she still has the Whip handle in her ass.
A lot of people seem to be resigning today! But don't be fooled. In almost every case, it’ll be because they were told to resign.  They’ve been sacked, but they resign to save face. A last mercy from their benevolent leader.
My guess: Tessie here is terrible at media skills, so – get rid of her before she hurts general election chances. This, too, is a pattern.
12.52pm
Rachel Maclean sacked as Housing Minister! Fun fact, numbers fans: it took Doctor Who 33 years to make it to eight Doctors, but since the 2019 election, the Tories managed eight Housing Ministers in just under 4 years
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1.15pm
Jeremy Quin quits as Minister for the Cabinet Office.
1.37pm
Times Political Editor Steven Swinford reports that No 10 is struggling to find a new housing minister (owing to rumours the job is cursed). Several people have turned it down, including Jeremy Quin. It is incredible to me that they didn't line someone up before sacking the last guy.
Kemi Badenoch and Michael Gove are apparently unhappy that Rachel Maclean was removed from the role. I for one do not care about the opinions of Kemi Badenoch or Michael Gove.
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2.04pm
Health Secretary Steve Barclay becomes Environment Secretary.  This is effectively a demotion for him. It is our 5th Environment Secretary in four years. Chasing that Housing Minister record! It took 19 years for Doctor Who to have five Doctors
2.15pm
Richard Holden appointed new Conservative Party chairman.
A 2019-intake Tory MP, he led the charge against Sir Keir Starmer over Beergate, which did damage Starmer a bit (albeit not much, given that it turned out Starmer had complied with lockdown regs, and the accusation was nakedly to try and distract from Partygate).  So this appointment looks like more strategy to win the next election - someone not known enough to be hated, with what passes in the modern Tory party for a proven track record.
This could be a sign that the Tories intend to at least try to shore up the Red Wall votes? As unlikely as the Tories are to keep those seats.
That said, Holden’s seat disappears in a boundary change next election, sooooo … we'll see what they do there.
2.24pm
Victoria Atkins appointed Health Secretary, replacing Steve Barclay who’s moved to Environment Secretary. She's a relative unknown but also considered actually competent. Massive middle finger to Steve Barclay
2.37pm
Laura Trott (formerly in pensions) promoted to Chief Secretary to the Treasury.
2.42pm
Science minister George Freeman resigns.
3.18pm
YouGov conducts a snap poll: is the appointment of David Cameron as Foreign Secretary a good decision or a bad decision?
Good decision: 24%
Bad decision: 38%
Don't know: 38%
So that's going well
3.24pm
Greg Hands is made a business minister after losing the Tory chairman role.
John Glen moves from chief secretary to the Treasury to become the Minister for the Cabinet Office and Paymaster General.
3.39pm
With Cameron being a Lord now, he’ll be based in the House of Lords rather than the Commons.  The most recent Cabinet Minister to be based in the Lords was former Brexit minister Lord Frost, who did weigh in on the matter:
“[T]hough I was not running a whole Department too. I don’t think it works well to have a lead Cabinet Minister answering questions and defending their Department solely in the Lords. The Lords is not a fully party political environment - nor should it be - and voters are owed proper political scrutiny. In our system, that can only happen in the Commons.”
I cannot believe I am about to say this.
But.
I agree with Lord Frost *spits on floor*
The SNP had already called this out, with MP Stephen Flynn claiming, “The UK is not a serious country.”
4.21pm
Conservative MP Lee Rowley appointed the 16th housing minister in the past 13 years. Even counting David Tennant twice, that's more than all the Doctors Who we've ever had, and that took almost 60 years.
5.16pm
Sky News’s Tamara Cohen reports that Sunak sacked Braverman by phone this morning!  Downing Street says there won’t be any exchange of letters between them - this is almost unheard of. Politics runs on paper trails! Everything happens through formal letters! By phone!
It means we’re denied insight into their differences.  But Cohen reckons we’re likely to hear from Braverman on Wednesday, as the Supreme Court rules on the Rwanda scheme.
6.03pm
Tory MP Andrea Jenkyns, former Education Minister, submits no-confidence letter in Rishi Sunak.
It's almost like, in the absence of Dorries, she's decided that someone needs to step up and have a tantrum and that someone might as well be her. It is, actually, an extremely funny letter, as these letters go. Normally they're written with a sort of furious earnestness wrapped in formal language. I presume that Andrea Jenkyns MP, former Education Minister, was aiming for something similar, and the first paragraph manages it. But by the end you sort of start to wonder if this was supposed to be a letter she wrote with her therapist to get her feelings out:
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My favourite line, when pulled in isolation, is "Yes Boris Johnson, the man who won the Conservative Party a massive majority, was unforgivable enough."
Yeah, Andrea babes. You're bang on there.
6.05pm
Esther McVey is appointed as Cabinet Office minister.  Not a full cabinet member, but she will attend cabinet meetings.
This is notable: unlike a lot of today’s appointments, she’s on the right of the party.  Her role will be to represent the government on TV and radio as much as possible, talking about gender/culture/British colonial history issues (i.e. she’s anti-woke and a screaming bigot).
In other words, with Braverman gone, McVey is an offering for the populist right of the party to try to appease them.
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6.15pm
Sunak tweets about the new cabinet, claiming they’ll make “the right decisions for our great country, not the easy ones.”  So it looks like that’s the new slogan, and we're pressing on with austerity
6.27pm
Tim Loughton, a Tory MP on the “One Nation” wing (i.e the David Cameron side) responds to Andrea Jenkyns’s letter of no-confidence by tweeting:
“Where can we submit a letter of no confidence in the Pantomime Dame?”
(It’s Andrea he’s publicly referring to as a pantomime dame there. A lil joke from the Tories for you)
6.31pm
Paul Scully sacked as minister for London. Didn't know that one was a position.
9.43pm
Sunak says that only a two-state solution will allow a new future for Israel/Palestine.  This is, um, not what the Prime Minister of Israel wants.  Who knows whether the Prime Minister of Israel will survive this crisis anyway – but these are big words from Sunak.  Cameron’s influence? Maybe? Interesting either way
10.03pm
And then - PLOT TWIST!!!
According to ITV political editor Robert Peston, a senior government source reveals that Cameron was approached on TUESDAY. 
Which means plans were underway to get rid of Braverman not only before the far-right violence on Saturday, but before her anti-police article on Wednesday.  It seems she lost her job not because of what she said about police after all; but because she claimed homelessness was a lifestyle choice.
Well well.
11.05pm
And the day finishes with Andrea Leadsom back in government (as Under Secretary of State for Health and Social Care) which nobody saw coming!  Pretty demeaning to the other 300 Tory MPs who could have been given this.
The final response from numerous Tories: they are feeling jilted and insulted because David Cameron being brought back when he's NOT EVEN AN MP, RISHI suggests that they themselves are not good enough to be in government.
No one tell them
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3/FEB/20XX
"COME ON."
he lugged me over his shoulder.
"THIS ISN'T FIXING ANYTHING."
excluding ambassador stuff this morning, papyrus is dragging me around to do everything he's doing today.
"MAKING YOURSELF INDISCERNIBLE BETWEEN COUCH CUSHION AND SKELETON BODY WAS NOT BENEFITTING YOUR MOOD."
"it wasn't 𝘯𝘰𝘵 helping."
"IT WASN'T MAKING YOU FEEL ANY 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥, CERTAINLY."
"it 𝘸𝘢𝘴 easy though."
"EASY? MAYBE. HELPING? NO."
i make complaints, but i'm glad to have someone to lug me about when i can't seem to be able do it myself.
even if my lack of movement probably makes folk think i'm some weird stuffed animal hung over my brother's arm.
"YOU'RE LIKE AN... UNMOTIVATED PURSE."
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"LET'S GO GROCERY SHOPPING!"
"did we need anything?"
"I DON'T THINK SO, BUT..."
"snack run?"
"I MIGHT GET A FEW OTHER THINGS ANYWAY."
"sounds good."
"I'LL PUT YOU IN THE CART."
"sounds gooder."
tori puts me in the cart herself on occasion. beats walking.
bread labels pressed against my cheek, celery against my forehead, whatever else they've gotten burying me...
waking up under the groceries is a risk worth taking if it means less legwork.
"SANS, DO YOU WANT ANYTHING FROM THE CANDY AISLE WHILE WE'RE HERE?"
in the time i spent spacing out 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 being buried, i'd been hidden under a mass of things; like pasta boxes and microwave meals i could recite from memory the back-of-box instructions to right now.
i shifted around to free my hand, lifting a cereal box off my face.
not hit with sugar cravings very often, but i decided to look anyway. papyrus picked up on the fact that my gaze was flitting between the cookie choices. he grabbed one of each and decided against actually 𝘁𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 the packages into the cart, keeping it metaphorical and calmly handing them to me to avoid breakage.
"what about uh.. those one red licorice things?"
he spun around to grab them before pausing and narrowing his sockets slightly as he inspected the labels closer.
"CHERRY OR STRAWBERRY?"
starting to crane my neck to the side to look at them,
"uhh..."
and stopping when i couldn't remember a difference between the types.
"either-or."
"ALRIGHT."
𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 tossing the non-fragile red licorice into the cart with me.
"ANYTHING ELSE YOU CAN THINK OF?"
"chips."
"OKAY. SAME AS ALWAYS?"
"yup."
he picked out his own candy - one bag of gummy bears and one of soda-shaped gummies, before wheeling the cart around to the chip aisle.
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shopping must have been the last thing on his list of things to carry me around to do, since i'm allowed to slump back onto the couch again.
not that i'm alone on the couch.
there's a seat occupied by our snacks on one side of me, and a seat on my other side by my brother; leaned forward in focus as he finds a movie to put on.
a glance over at me.
he settles with one we've both seen countless times.
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in the dark, i hear my brother shuffling about to clean up the mess. taking wrappers to the kitchen, sweeping crumbs off the couch, all that.
papyrus pauses in front of me. i close my sockets as if they were like that the whole time.
seeing through it but carrying me to my room anyway, he tread lightly to avoid making the stairs creak.
after laying me in bed, he quietly whispers something as he pulls my blanket up.
"(I HOPE YOU COULD FEEL AT LEAST SLIGHTLY BETTER TODAY, BROTHER.)"
...
i cracked a smile and let my eyelids open for a second to look at him.
"you just want to be right."
he kept his voice lowered.
"WHAT I WANT IS FOR 𝗬𝗢𝗨 TO 𝘍𝘌𝘌𝘓 RIGHT."
"..it's an improvement."
"TOLD YOU AS MUCH."
"AND IF THIS MOOD REARS ITS HEAD AGAIN THE MORNING, THEN I'LL BE HERE TO VALIANTLY SAVE YOU FROM SULKING ONCE MORE."
"it's not sulking. 's closer to sinking."
"INTO THE DEPTHS OF THE SOFA?"
"exactly."
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Jijel the Troll
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An annual musica festival, an unrequited crush, and the smell of wonderfully cooked food. It's all background to this wonderfuls tory featuring romance, a sweet troll, and some good food.
Female Reader x Male Monster (both cis)
The Cryptstone Bridge Music Festival was one of your favorite times of the year. You and your band had been going for a while now and every year it just got better and better. This year, you hoped it would be the best yet, considering everything that had happened the previous year.
“It got cold early this year,” you bassist, Tawny said as you were setting up your camp area.
“It’s great right?” You were nearly bouncing in your boots. “It actually feels like spooky season.”
“You mean fall?” Emery, your guitarist, snickered. “Not everythings a meme.”
“It can be christmas season but not spooky season?” You huffed, carrying luggage over to the big tent. “Sounds like big christmas got to you.”
“Big christmas,” Tawny wheezed under her breath.
You looked out across the campground where the other bands and the vendors were setting up. You were looking for one specific food vendor who had saved your life during your first festival.
“Looking for your boyfriend?” Your lead singer, Devon, asked. They leaned over to match your gaze. “I’m sure he’s here.”
You pouted. “He’s not my boyfriend. He’s a friend who happens to be a guy, but that’s neither here nor there.”
Devon smirked knowingly and stood back up. “Well, if you do find him, I love his turkey wrap.” They took the luggage from your hands and strutted back towards the tent.
You wandered away from the camp, going towards the food vendor station. Several vans and trucks were lined up, and some were already serving. You then saw it, the big black camper attached to a small green truck. You rushed up to it, seeing the windows to the camper were open and there was already some outside waiting for food.
A big, long arm jutted out of the window, handing the waiting patron a brown bag. Your stomach did flip flops as you watched the arm. It went back into the camper and from within a big, bellowing voice called out; “next!”
You stepped up to the window. “Hi Jiji!”
The service window fully swung open and the troll inside peered out at you. “There you are,” he laughed. “I was wondering when you would show up.”
You smiled brightly. “I promised I would come and see you as soon as we got our stuff set up.”
Jiji leaned out the window, his long tusks and big nose greeted for first, but you could see the big smile on his face. “And how did that go?”
“Just fine.” Your heart was pounding wildly.
“Are you going to have another drum solo this year? Or do I need to skip your set,” he chuckled.
“Please don’t skip!” You pleaded. “I have a special song this year.”
Jiji chuckled. “I was always going to see it. I’ve become quite the fan of your troupe.”
You beamed again and came closer to him. You called him Jiji, but his full name was Jijel and he had saved your life a few years ago. Ever since then, you’d kept in touch with him and built a friendship. You also had a massive crush.
“Did you get your hair cut?” You asked. “It looks great.”
Jijel scoffed and ruffled his hands through his dark green hair. His thick brow pinched, showing the several piercings he had in them. “It’s alright. Nothings going to make me look good though.”
You snapped your fingers and pointed at him. “Hey, I told you not to talk like that to me. You're a big, badass troll, and nothing less is slander.”
Jijel chuckled, his smile returning to his face. “Tell that to my mirror.”
“Mirrors are bitches!” You turned as you heard people behind you. “I guess I better order so I don’t hold up a line. Uhm, one vegan wrap and three turkey.”
“You got it.” Jijel slipped back into the camper as you searched your pockets for your wallet. “When can we hang out?” You asked.
“Not sure,” Jijel said from inside. You could hear the grill sizzling and you could smell his delicious cooking, something you looked forward too almost as much as seeing him every year.
“You promised me we could this year,” you pouted.
“Don’t play cute with me,” he laughed. “I’m sure we can find some time. If not, you’re welcome to hang in here with me for a while.”
Your eyes brightened. “That could be fun! I’m not a good cook but I could do something to help you out.”
Jijel laughed. “I wouldn’t ask you to do anything except keep me company.” After some more sizzling and sniffing he handed out a paper bag to you.
“How much?”
“On the house,” Jijel looked back at you, his smile as big as ever. “For making my day.”
You shoved money into his tip jar. “I’ll see you later! Thank you!” You really didn’t want to leave, but a line was already forming behind you.
Back at the campsite, you handed out the food and the band took a moment to rest. You’d been going all day, and this was the first chance all of you had to just kick back and not worry about anything.
“Di you get these from that ugly troll guy again?” Emery asked.
Devon’s lip curled and they shot Emery a dirty look. “Hey! That’s her friend you’re talking about.”
“He’s not ugly,” you grumbled.
Emery gave an apologetic glance. “He’s a good cook at least.”
Devon shoved him. “If it weren’t for him we wouldn’t have a drummer. He saved her ass by making her drink water and resting in his camper.”
“I didn’t realize heat stroke was a real thing,” you grumbled under your breath.
Tawny snickered. “He’s a troll at a bridge, I just got that.”
Devon rolled their eyes. “Anyways, we need to go to bed early so we can get our shit together in the morning. There’s a fuck up every year and this year I want to get ahead of this years, whatever it is.”
After eating, you all clean up and get to bed in the tent. But since it’s a campsite filled to the brim with other musicians and the attendees, it was easier said than done. The campsite was loud with people yelling and hooting. One by one, each member of the band gave up and left the tent. Devon was the only one remaining when you got up and left, and you felt guilty for leaving them alone, but you knew sleeping now would be a fool’s errand.
You wandered back to the vendors’ area in hopes of seeing Jijel, maybe even hanging out with him a bit if he wasn’t busy. Some vendors were open, serving drinks mostly, so the area was crowded. Jijel’s camper was closed, but you could see lights inside.
You knocked on the door in the very back. “Hey, it’s me, are you busy?”
There was no sound from within.
Sighing, you knocked again. “Jiji, it’s only me!” You waited for a bit in hopes he would come out, but he gave no sign. You started walking away when the door opened. You turned, seeing his hand wave you over.
“I’m not bothering you, am I?” You asked as you approached. “I can’t sleep and thought we could chill for a little while.”
Jijel stepped out of the camper before you. “You’re really serious about that.”
You furrowed your brow. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
He chuckled and was quiet as he looked at you. Your heart began pounding wildly again and you broke into a big smile. “So, is it okay?”
“Sure,” he nodded. “It’s cramped in there though.” He closed the doors then took out his keys to lock them. “Why don’t we go for a walk?”
“Okay!” You happily took to his side, walking with him down the vendor ally until you came out into the field.
The campsite with all the partying was to your right, while the pathway to the Cryptstone Bridge was at your left. Jijel went left, heading towards the bridge.
“It’s pretty over here with all the lights.” You marveled at the display that the festival always put up on the bridge. Lots of lights that created a canopy, turning the bridge into a tunnel of lights that would do special shows during the concerts.
“It is.” Jijel kept his head down as they stepped onto the bridge. He was really quiet all of a sudden. The way you chatted through text you figured you would have a great conversation like always.
You came to a stop in the middle of the bridge. “Is something wrong?”
Jijel leaned back against the railing and sighed. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“You’re awful quiet though. If you’re tired you don’t have to hang out with me. You could have said so.”
Jijel grimaced and fidgeted with his hands, twisting a ring around his finger. “No. I’m not tired. I do want to spend time with you though, but-” His eyes flicked to a group of girls crossing the bridge and he kept his head down.
You frowned as you looked at him and you grabbed his hand to hold. You tugged him, making him look at you. “I like you!” You confessed.
“What?” His brow pinched.
“I like you-” Your voice cracked as you realized how silly that sounded. “As in feelings! Not like...high school and-” You were slowly starting to crumble. You’d held onto this crush for so long and now it was all falling out so ungracefully.
“You don’t have to say things to make me feel better,” Jijel chuckled.
“Don’t say that. And I mean it. I really, really like you.” You held his hand with both of yours. His hand was so big, it was something you always liked about him. “I think you’re amazing.”
Jijel sighed, as he gently took his hand away from you. He didn’t say anything, he averted his eyes and crossed his arms against his chest.
“The way we talk all the time, sometimes through the night and all day...I like that. You make me smile and laugh all the time. You make me happy. Where’s that guy?”
Jijel’s brow downturned, giving him a sad look. “It’s different when I’m around you.”
“How come?”
“Because you’re this...cute and pretty woman and I’m-” He went to wave his hand around his face but stopped and crossed his arms back.
Your cheeks burned. “You think I’m cute?”
Jijel bit his lip. “Of course I do.”
You placed your hand upon his arm. “I think you’re handsome.”
He scoffed and shook his head.
“I mean it! Don’t make me kiss you!”
Jijel froze and his expression went blank. You look the fall of his guard and raced forward, placing a kiss upon his lips. He pushed you away too soon, keeping his hands upon your shoulders. He looked at you, eyes wide and face darkened.  You gazed back, lips pouted and cheeks pink.
Jijel’s hands shook upon your shoulders. You moved in again, wrapping your arms around his neck, tugging him down so you could kiss him again. You closed your eyes and his stubble rubbed against you, his lips stayed still for a moment and then he kissed back. His big hands wrapped around your waist and you excitedly pushed closer, feeling his big belly against yours.
“I like you too,” Jijel confessed. “I never thought you would...that you could feel the same way.”
“Get over yourself, you’re so much better than what you think. I told you, your mirror’s a bitch.” You hugged his neck tighter. “I’m willing to show you how much I like you. How deeply I feel-”
Jijel put a finger over your lips. “Hush up,” he snarled. “You’ll make my head explode.”
You smiled, kissing his fingertip then darting your tongue over it. Jijel ripped his hand back, glaring at you for doing such a thing.
“I want to,” you murmured. “I’ve wanted to for a long time.”
He gazed at you in disbelief but then he huffed and took your hand. “Not here for cripe’s sake.” He took you off the bridge and away from the lights.
There was a small path off the bridge that was a scenic walk. There were small lights dotting the pathway so you could see some. Jijel took you down this path until you came to a picnic area which was completely empty. Only one of the lamps there was working, so the ambience and the sound of the river was so romantic in your head.
“You can’t just say those things to me so boldly,” he huffed. “Give me a second.” He paced in front of the table you sat at for a while.
“Sorry, it's been building for so long I couldn’t stop it. Plus that kiss-” You touched your lips with a big grin upon your face. “It was so good.”
Jijel snarled something under his breath as he stopped. “What happened to that guy you were telling me about?”
You shrugged. “He didn’t wait for me to get inside my place, just drove off. So I ghosted him. He’d already shown one red flag. I wasn’t waiting around for a third.”
“Well...fine,” he huffed. “Okay but-”
“No buts, unless you want me to grope yours.” You held back your laughter but you snicker and snort.
“Hey!” He snapped. “Look Im not used to this, okay?”
You stood up from the picnic table and approached him. You placed your palms upon his chest. “Then sit down, let me help you relax.” You stroked your hands down to his big belly then took hold of the button at the top of his pants.
Jijel snatched your hand up. “You’re going to give me a stroke.”
“No. But stroking is involved,” you tease. “Big guy like you, I might have to use both hands,” you giggled.
“You’re serious,” he growled.
“I am,” you insisted. “And I want to show you how serious I am! I think you’re amazing, and I want to climb you like a monkey climbs trees!”
Jijel went silent. He gulped and dropped your hand. “What for?”
You unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper. “Because I want to. No one makes me laugh as much as you do, and no one makes me feel all warm and fuzzy like you do either.” You grabbed him gently through his boxers. “All of that makes me want you.”
Jijel’s hands grasped your shoulders and he moaned into your ear. “You’re crazy.”
“For you maybe.” You stood on tiptoe to kiss him. You licked his lips and nuzzled your cheek to his tusks. “Fuck, you really are big.”
Jijel jerked from your touch and took a few steps back. “Wait a second. Wait...wait-” He panted. “What exactly are you going to do?”
“Sit down,” you coaxed him. “I just want to make you feel very, very good.”
“How?” Jijel stumbled over to the picnic table, taking a seat on the tabletop while you knelt down upon the bench. Jijel put his hand over his belly, trying to hide it as his shirt rode up.
“Well, let me see what you’ve got.” You tugged down his pants and boxers and his thick cock flopped out before you. You took him into your hand where his pounding pulse and heat traveled through our fingertips and down to your belly. “You’re barely hard and you’re already this big.” You spit onto his tip and stroke him slowly.
Jijel winced and whined, throwing his head back. “This is crazy-”
“I know.” You lick your other palm and wra it around him. “I knew you’d be impressive, but you’re so fucking hot.”
“No, not that-” he whined.
You kissed the head of his cock, lapping your tongue around the glans until his tip was between your lips. You moaned at how good that felt, like a too big bite of your favorite meal.
Jijel shuddered, groaning in agony and pleasure above you. “Fucking hell,” he whined.
“Is it good? Can I keep going?” You asked.
“Y-yeah,” he trembled.
You smiled and continued your work, licking down his cock and kissing back up. “Jijel,” you moaned. “Oh fuck, Jijel.” You took his fat head into your mouth again, suckling as you tried to take as much of his thickness as possible. When your jaw began to ache you pulled back, strings of spit connecting the glans to your lips and tongue.
You looked up at him again. “You okay up there?”
“That’s enough, stop.” Jijel huffed. “I can’t take anymore.”
You smiled. “That’s the point. I want you to come.”
Jijel shook his head. “Not unless you do too.”
Your eyes widened in awe. Of all the things he could have said, he had to say the sexiest thing imaginable. You stood up on the bench and he placed his big hand around your hip so his fingers kneaded into your ass.
“You don’t have to face me if you want,” he murmured.
You shook your head. “I like looking at you.” You pulled up his shirt and placed your hands upon his bare skin. “I especially want to see you while you’re inside me.”
Jijel snarled and buried his face against your neck. “Stop saying shit like that!”
You laughed and hugged him tight. “I mean it though!”
Jijel’s shaky hands removed your pants, tugging them all the way down. His big fingers then slid between your thighs and he moaned at what he found. “You’re so fucking wet.”
“You did this to me,” you whimpered.
Jijel’s finger rubbed against your wet lips, prodding inside for a moment before he rubbed against your clit. You shivered, holding onto his arms for dear life. You moaned his name, panting it longingly.
“Please, lay down, I can’t wait anymore.”
Jijel swallowed and laid back upon the picnic table. You climbed up on top of him, taking hold of his cock in one hand while balancing against his belly with the other.
“Don’t force yourself-” he pleaded.
You guided his thick cock to your lips, opening up wide for him. You whimpered as you took him, easing down, down, down upon him as you stretched to take him.
“Fuck, you’re amazing,” Jijel groaned.
You took all of him and grinned in triumph. “You big beast,” you panted. “I’m so happy.”
Jijel reached up, touching your face and brushing your hair away. His big smile spoke volumes, as did the tears falling from his eyes. “Me too.”
You pressed your palms to his chest, riding him slowly at first. He was so big, you weren’t used to him yet. His hands roamed your body, stripping away the last of your clothes. When he found your nipples were pieced he sat up to kiss them and suck them. You whimpered loudly as it was your weak point. Jijel took advantage, biting and suckling upon them until your whole body tremored. You cried out loud and held tight to him, shaking violently to the pleasurable eruption happening inside.
Jijel moaned into your ear. “Did you enjoy that?”
You whimpered, nodding as Jijel placed you in his lap. His warm belly pressed against you and he bounced his hips upwards. Each new thrust made you tremble, and you hugged onto him tightly.
Jijel kept moving his hips, thrusting them so he went upwards inside you. His moans turned to bellows and soon, he erupted like you did. You whimpered against his chest, trembling again with another orgasm. The two of you sat still with labored breath, listening to the sounds of the campsite muffled in the distance.
“I’ve wanted this too,” he whispered into your hair. “Ever since I first met you, I thought I would be so lucky to have a girl even remotely like you. Despite my feelings I never hoped you would-”
You kissed him to silence him. “I’m the lucky one here. No one has ever made me feel this way, let alone give me an orgasm to brag about.”
Jijel ducked his head down. “You keep saying shit like that.”
You wrapped your arms around his neck and sighed dreamily. “Can I at least say I have the best boyfriend in the world?”
“Not sure about that but…” Jijel held you tightly in his arms. “I certainly have the best girlfriend there ever was.”
You kissed him lovingly and gazed into his eyes. “Good, because I plan to be.”
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prongsmydeer · 7 months
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Ayesha Liveblogs Heartstopper S1
I will not lie to you have put off watching this show for so long because I thought it might hurt my feelings but I think I'm finally ready to put myself through it
I didn't realize we'd be starting this show with Charlie already in a clandestine relationship. Alright, diving right in
Call me crazy, but I think this guy who is causing Charlie's brain to create gentle cartoon leaves might be the guy he falls in love with:
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"Still don't tell anyone about this." Heartwarming words from Secondary Love Interest Ben
"Why are you talking to me? I don't even know who you are." Ben, love, I think you're overcorrecting
Tao saying "Bro Dude Friends" in an American accent tickles me
God I remember not being allowed to have a phone at even at lunch in school. Dark Times
"Have you talked to your friends about it? "They wouldn't get it." HAHAHA the one realistic teacher who deflects dating questions back to the teens
Immediately I like Tori. "Was he a knob?" is exactly the right question to ask
Charlie's imagined romantic cutaways are very fun
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"I don't just fall for any guy who's nice to me," said Charlie, as if he had not immediately fallen for Nick on the basis of them just saying hi to each other and having one conversation about ink stains
Genuinely I hope this rugby endeavour ends with Charlie making a bunch of friends and discovering a love of sport
Update from 1 montage later: I think it has!
Also I am immediately invested in Tao and Elle's relationship. They miss each other so much, it's very sweet
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This episode took a really harsh and unexpected turn with Ben's reappearance. Bring back the rugby montage
"It was normal," said Nick, in a very convincing statement that no parent would find troubling
Nick said: Move over Charlie, I can also have a cartoonish dream sequence. Welcome to My Instagram-Induced Homophobia Fever Dream
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Immediately I'm relating to Nick. I too get stressed out by watching other people type and have to put away my phone. Also it is becoming clearer and clearer that he's going to be the one who is slower to come to terms with his own feelings
"Thank you for being my supportive straight friend." HAHAH bold of Charlie to assume. But I get that it opens the door to that conversation
"You know, when I was a teenager and had a crush on a straight boy, I just repressed it and suffered." Mr. Gay Teacher speaking to the real Teenage Experience LMAO
I love Elle making friends at her new school 💗 Not to stereotype but I do think girls are more welcoming as a social group
Nick has touched Charlie's hair one too many times today to be convincingly straight hahahah
"Nick likes a girl," said Tao confidently, as if the 'girl' Nick's friends had been teasing him for texting was not Charlie
"You've befriended the school lesbians." GOOD FOR ELLE
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Nick thinking about holding Charlie's hand but stopping himself. Sweet boy
"I don't think he's straight," said Tori, after witnessing one of the gayest goodbyes I've ever seen
Nick staring at his team photo like he can rugby away gay thoughts
HAHAHAH doing the "Am I gay" quiz and getting 62%. I am so Nick-coded. He is so me. Someone stop these Repressed Queer Blond British Boys from being so relatable hahaha
"We don't want to make a big announcement or anything... just maybe not hide so much." I'm not sure which part of this interaction I liked the most, 1) Nick and Tara immediately establishing they weren't into each other 2) Tara telling Nick she is a lesbian, modelling a chill coming out and 3) Tara immediately giving Nick a sly look as soon as he mentions His Best Friend Charlie
Both cold and cool for Nick to tell Harry off for being homophobic at his own birthday party
Tao making Elle promise nothing will affect their friendship because he is clearly in love with her already LOL
Nick being visibly comforted by seeing happy queer people around him. Once again, relatable:
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Very funny of the show to only NOW warn me of strobing effects, which have been bothering me for quite some minutes as I tried to get a screenshot of that scene LOL
"I'm dying." "It's cause you're old." To friends literally months older than you is honestly one of my favourite jokes
Nick said: The quiz was right! I AM at least 62% gay
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Charlie immediately realizing he's got himself into another situationship with a guy who is definitely not ready to come out
"It's not that I didn't want to [whispers] kiss you.. I was just so confused. I've just been so, so confused." The immediate juxtaposition between Ben, who did not give a damn about Charlie's feelings through his sexuality crisis, and Nick, who not only apologized right away, but also is actively trying to explain how he's feeling to Charlie 🥺💘
Charlie is also representing a real group of people who are The Only Out Kid At School Whom All Other People Figuring Out That They're Some Type of Gay May Inevitably Direct Their Feelings
"A lot of gay people are good at sports, Charlie," said the Rugby Coach, slightly offended on behalf of all gay athletes
LMAO @ IMOGEN'S "I'm an ally" scene, I've seen it before
Also she really does give me second-hand embarrassment. Read the room girl!!!
Tao is so hostile to Nick undeservedly ghggghhgh Nick wasn't the one who threw the rugby ball but he did get pelted with it by Tao after
LMAO @ Darcy immediately clocking Nick and Charlie as a couple
"Why are the other team literal adult men?" Ah, a classic sports dilemma
"You've got some mud on your face though," said Nick, like the rest of both of them including his own face was not also covered in mud
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HAHAHAHA Isaac also immediately clocking that they are sitting way too close and gazing too much to be just homies
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NICKKKKKKKKKK YOU ARE FALLING INTO THE SAME BEN TRAP. BE BETTER! YOU ARE SEEING SOMEONE!!!!!!!!
I know he's just trying to be a good friend to Charlie and I don't know if it's Tao's hair and face but he's reminding me of someone I know (who had a lot of emotional issues) and it's giving me a bit of the heebie jeebies hahahah
"Do you like this girl?" "Well, um, her dog died." HAHAH NICK, this poor people-pleasing boy
"Tao, no, it's his birthday," Tao is a rough mix of incredibly loyal, moderately possessive of his friends and lacking in any social graces whatsoever
Also if Tao understood what was going on, he'd be TWICE as mad. It's growing more deserved by the minute
"I was going to say I'd send him a strongly-worded DM, but murder's fine too." Hahahahah Tao
I've never seen a more uncomfortable exchange of the words, "You're a good friend." LOL:
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Even if this whole Imogen thing is still pretty messy, I give a lot of credit to Nick for telling Charlie about it and explaining the context as well as clarifying he was going to put an end to it before it happened
"I wish I'd met you when I was younger," said Nick, like 16 isn't still pretty young
"I really like you." "You like me?" "Yes, wasn't that obvious?" HAHAHAHA they're so silly, I love them ❤️
I love that Charlie and Nick are so into each other they can't help but have a bit of PDA everywhere they go
Elle said: You're not the only ones capable of cutesy animations for the friend you're secretly in love with, Charlie and Nick
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Do you think Isaac's like, 'Damn, this is an above average amount of romantic tension for a bowling outing'
"Mamma Mia." "We've seen that four times this year already." Nick continues to be extremely me-coded, including looking up the best LGBT movies nghghgnjg
I said this MOMENTS before he googled being bisexual. INCREDIBLE
"Do you wanna kiss? Would that help?" [Sarcastically] "Wow." "Just a suggestion." Charlie said: Sorry about your sexuality crisis, my love language is giving u a leetle kees on the lips
AWWWWWWWWWW I loooooove Nick finally having someone to talk through his sexuality feelings with outside of his boyfriend
"Kissing you is actually one of the things that made me realize I don't like kissing guys." "Okay, happy to help?" Nick 💖
Personally I LOVE the triple date and Meddling Gays Groupchat
Charlie is so blindingly smiley every time Nick acknowledges to someone that they're together it is the sweetest:
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In fairness to Tao being the last to know, he is 1) The only one who actively dislikes Nick and 2) The only cishet person at the table
Must be rough for Tara to go from everyone only ever talking about how fit she is to all the crap of people thinking they're gonna catch lesbianism
It would've been VERY funny if they all got locked in the closet
"They all probably think I'm this like, gay nerd." "Well, you kind of are a gay nerd." Nick said: You're MY gay nerd, Charlie
"Oi, just look at him behind him. Like a little girl." Harry's got so many issues. He's literally in the same proximity to Ben, what's his problem?
"Quick question. What's it like being gay?" Not that EVERY homophobic character is secretly gay, but it does seem more and more like Harry is 🤨
"I'm not even gay. I just felt really sorry for you." Since ep 1, I have strongly been suspecting that Ben will be the one to out Nick and Charlie and I feel it even more strongly now that he has eyewitnessed their handholding
Also it does NOT bode well that this ep is called Bully
"[Charlie] has a friend who won't leave me alone," said Harry, as if he has not been the one pelting Tao and calling him names to deal with what is probably a little gay crush repressed deep under thirteen layers of stupid and mean
"None of us are being homophobic." I feel like people are now growing up in this weird era where people ARE still homophobic but unwilling to admit it because it's less acceptable. It's fucked up to have someone do something bigoted to you and say it's not. At least when someone's horrible upfront you are facing an enemy that's showing its face
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I don't blame Nick for finally losing his cool. Also wild of Harry to pick a fight with someone who is obviously bigger than him
"Some of the rugby boys are nice." "Even they just... stood there." There comes a certain point where being able to associate yourself with bigoted people must mean that you are at best indifferent to the people they harm
"I think I know why he hasn't [told me]. He thinks I'll accidentally say something stupid and out Nick to all of Nick's mates. And obviously he cares more about Nick's feelings than he does about mine." SEVERAL THINGS, TAO. 1) IT IS OBVIOUS why he hasn't told you, it's because you have shown numerous times you don't like Nick. 2) Why the hell is OUTING THEM even on your list? 3) In a situation where you COULD accidentally out Nick, his feelings are OBJECTIVELY more important than yours! And 4) This possessiveness towards your friends is part of the problem!!!
"This is all your fault," said Tao, as if Charlie had forced him to fight with Harry instead of literally intervening upon it
I get that Tao's a teen and he's hurt Charlie's priorities are different and he's short-sighted but GOD take some personal responsibility
"He said he doesn't wanna talk to you." If Charlie ends up being the only one to apologize for this I'm gonna be SO mad
All other things aside, I'm glad Tao and Nick are bonding
I love how consistently useful it is that Charlie can run fast
"You don't get to make me feel like crap anymore just because you hate yourself." YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH CHARLIE
DOUBLE APOLOGY, AS WAS WARRANTED FOR THESE TWO:
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The butterflies appearing on Tao's side so we know the feeling is mutual ahhhhhhhhhh
If Nick is leaving the rugby match to kiss his boyfriend, that is the FUNNIEST possible thing he could do, surely it could wait til after the match rather than mid-mandatory-sports day
The update is that he was desperate for a conversation, which seems more reasonable LMAO
"My life is way better because I met you." NIIIIICK 😭❤️
Charlie is really coming into his own today. The most nonconfrontational boy crams three different emotional confrontations into one sports day
Bold move to make out in the school corridor mid-mandatory-sports day. In general, interesting how often people are macking around this school. But I understand, it was a very romantic conversation:
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"I love liking you," said Nick, like that wasn't one of the most romantic things I've ever heard
"Does this mean we're boyfriends?" "Oh, yes. Was that not already established the last like, ten times we made out?" HAHAHA their DTR talks kill me a little
"Thank you for telling me. I'm so sorry if I ever made you feel like you couldn't." I was nervous for Nick for a moment, but I'm so glad for him now
"It's called bisexuality, if you've heard of that." LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO not Nick genzsplaining bisexuality to Mama Nelson aka Olivia Colman, of The Favourite fame
What a sweet and charming show
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DAY 3 | It Takes Two (1/6)
Nina: Welcome back, viewers! When we last left off, our islanders had just participated in their very first recoupling of the season. Many of the islanders choices left even me in a shock, and at the end of the night, it was unfortunately our dear Tori who had to say goodbye and leave us. As you can imagine, the islanders have a lot of thoughts about what just transpired, so let's not waste any time and see what they've got to say!
@galaxsims-x @queenofmyshuno @slothseasims @storiesbyjes2g @morrigan-sims
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[waves crashing in the distance]
[fire crackling]
Frankie: ...So. First recoupling down in the books…How’s everyone feeling?
Hikaru: …I’m feeling like someone has some explaining to do. Joey--
Joey: Oh, hold that thought buddy! I actually wanted to take this time to pull my girl here aside for a quick chat.
Manny: Who, me?
Joey: Who else, sweet thing?! Best that we savor this alone time now before we have to turn in for the night. Though I’m really looking forward to bedtime with you.
Manny: [cringing] Uh, yeah, alright. I guess we can talk.
Tucker: I’m such an idiot. Why didn’t I just tell her this afternoon…?
Tucker: Joey! Let me talk to you real quick, man.
Joey: No can do, my man! I’ve already got a date with Manny, and you know I can’t leave her waiting.
Tucker: [sucks teeth] This fool can’t be serious…
Manny: [whispers] Sorry Tucker, I didn’t know he was gonna do that.
Manny: [whispers] We’ll talk later. I promise.
Tucker: Now ain’t this some shit?! I’ll be damned if I let him play me like some chump--
Felicity: [Ahem.]
Felicity: Hey there, cutie!
Tucker: Oh! Felicity. Hey, what’s up?
Felicity: Just wanted to check on you. I hope Tori wasn’t too hard on you about being sent home. It was really sweet of you to walk her to the door.
Tucker: Oh, uh, yeah I just wanted to make sure I got a chance to explain myself.
Felicity: Nothing to explain at all! You weren’t feeling it with her so you chose someone you were feeling it with!
Felicity: All the same, that’s very chivalrous of you. Anyway, it looks like everyone’s splitting off now that the recoupling is over, so I wanted to see if you wanted to come sit with me for a bit. Now that we’re official, I’d love to hear more about your dating goals.
Tucker: Er, sure why not. I’ve got nowhere else to be, right?
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kanamori-kamper-moved · 5 months
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❤️‍🩹 for aztecshipping?
aaaa I love this!! Don’t have any ideas for them in terms of regular Yuma and trey but I have been having more knight trey and prince yuma ideas :333 As always, transfem Trey so she uses the feminine pronoun
enjoy!! (Also there are a few font changes in this so do tell if you need me to reformat anything)
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Yuma sighs longingly. He’s read her letters far too many times. They are always written in flowery, soft cursive and laden with beautifully chosen words straight out of a poem.
When was the last time he saw her? He didn't know. Yuma has forgotten now, but all he knows is that even throughout his business, he deeply misses Trey. He's been swamped in work, far too tired to even write back to her. He felt guilty, eyes moving back-and-forth slowly through the words on the paper.
"I know you've been busy. Just know that if even if you come to be away from me, I'll always be there to protect you, even if in spirit. I long to see you, and to spend time with you. I know you're busy, but I miss when you'd write back to me. But even so, I hope this letter finds you well -Trey, your knight."
Yuma feels guilty, he can't keep ignoring these. He wants to write back, but he's labored, ever so labored.
The piles upon piles of her letters sitting in the corner of his room makes him dizzy. Suddenly, out came a noise; a sigh so soft, suffused with ache.
"Today's sunset was beautiful. It reminds me of you, almost. Even when it came to be nighttime, I did not want to close my curtains just yet. I open the window, and the warm spring air floats in. The pie I left to cool on the downstairs windowsill isn't hot anymore. I hoped you'd come, rushing downstairs to see if you'd taken a piece for yourself, but you hadn't. But it is okay. I wrapped it in parchment, hopefully you'll come over soon, so we can share it before it spoils. I have never more wanted to see you than I do now; just to sit and look at you, at least. But, my eldest brother always taught me that It is shameful to beg. I hope this letter finds you well. -Trey, your knight."
Her words make Yuma's heart skip a beat, he still remembers when they first met. Yuma snuck out of the castle again, opening up his window and running past the guards before they could catch up with him.
He wanted to get dirty, have fun, to run away from all of his responsibilities. Even if he was seen as a disgrace, and exiled without a word, it still would have been worth it. But, there he was, in the middle of a field of berries that he'd become lost in.
It was like Déjà vu. When he was just about 8, he'd gotten lost picking berries with Tori, the girl he'd known since he was in diapers. It was just like this all over again, he didn't know how to navigate himself, and could only pass the time by eating the ripe bushels of blackberries. But, this time, it was like nobody was coming to find him. His dad always told him about the creatures he'd saw during his travels, but Yuma never thought he'd see one himself.
Its claws were digging into his arms, pinning him down as he thrashed and screamed. He thought he was going to die, only to be left as a stray pile of blood and clothes. But the wretched creature screeched, Yuma peering his head over to see a sword stuck in its back.
It's Trey. She's beautiful. Her hair is so short he was sure she at first a man, but he doesn't have time to think about it.
When she's done slaying the beast, she kisses his hand, "Are you alright?", concern fills her pretty, androgynous voice.
No one's done this before, Yuma's blushing and can't even form a coherent sentence. But, he doesn't need to, because Trey puts him back on his feet and escorts him back to the kingdom after treating his wounds.
"I'm fine, I swear!"
"No you're not, just look at how you're bleeding! I'm only doing this in your best interest, your highness."
She's persistent. Trey refuses to leave him alone, insisting a good knight wouldn't leave until they're sure that everything is fine. Yuma can't even sleep that night, he wants to see her again.
There's so much burning in his chest, he rifles through his desk to find a piece of paper to finally write back to her. Sure, he doesn't write in any of those pretty fonts or as flowery, or poetically as her, but he needs too, he HAS TOO.
He has to be honest with her.
"I'm sorry for not getting back to you sooner, it's been a lot lately. But I need to tell you something. It's hard to find the words, I thought of saying that I fell in love with you, but no. Falling is an accident. No, I ran aggressively towards my love for you, and I cannot keep ignoring it. There are so many things I could tell you, but they all just dissolve in my throat. It's dark now, and I'm very tired. I'll love you forever, always. Time is nothing when I'm with you.
-Yuma, your prince."
Yuma gives it to his courier and falls into his bed, he should have done this so log ago, but now it's done.
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In the morning, he's given a letter. It's from Trey. Did she manage to respond that quickly? She's always been amazing, Yuma shouldn't be surprised.
"I'm glad you told me, and don't be sorry, your personal affairs come before our letters. But, I need to tell you as well, I feel just the same. I cannot continue to water myself down so you don't catch on. You utterly pierce my soul, there's no other way to describe it. No matter what kind of future it will be, I’ll always find you. Come to the cottage, my brothers won't be there. I'll be waiting for you. -Trey, your knight."
And so Yuma does, opening up the window and sneaking out once more. Trey is waiting for him inside, and he runs in her arms. There are no words, the both of them know what they want. He kisses her softly, Treys lips are ever so soft.
"I have some new recipes I'd like to bake with you."
"That would be lovely."
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Saga: Rivals - 15
Writer: Akira
Season: Winter
Characters: Tori, Hokuto, Chiaki
Proofreading: moricchiichan (JP) & Peace (ENG)
Translation: kotofucius
Tori: I have to ask in a way that won’t drive him further into a corner — Eichi-sama has been hurt enough.
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Location: Soundproof Lesson Room
Tori: …Mm. I got it. Thanks for telling me everything.
Hokuto: It’s not everything, though. Just the general summary of what happened. The war last year was chaos, involving many different factions.
I don’t think anyone had a bird’s-eye comprehension of the whole picture. But the same could be said for the present… Only God knows the truth.
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Tori: ……
Hokuto: …What’s wrong, Himemiya? That was a chance for you to chime in with a “God's nose is loose?”, you know.
Tori: I'm not in the mood… But in any case, yeah, I get it.
I've heard bits and pieces from Yuzuru during Starfes, and it's not like I’m stupid or anything…
I’d already picked up on a lot of things from rumors going around, and with your explanation I more or less understand the whole thing.
Chiaki: Is that right? All the same, what Hidaka and I told you were stories from our own points of view, so I think you should hear it from Tenshouin, too.
I’m sure he won’t gloss over it or justify himself. He’ll tell you everything, if it’s what you want, Himemiya.
But keep this in mind — The main character of the revolution last year was fine, Tenshouin. He was at the heart of it, fighting the longest, and that had certainly left him with scars.
He achieved a brilliant revolution at the end of it, but it’s probably not a fun story to tell…
So if you want to ask him, I hope you’ll be as nice as you can about it.
Tori: Yeah. If it’s now, I’m sure Prez will tell me the truth, without trying to look good or lying.
But speaking the truth means he can’t tell lies that protect himself.
I have to ask in a way that won’t drive him further into a corner — Eichi-sama has been hurt enough.
…Ehehe, but I feel like a weight's been lifted off my shoulders. I dunno if it’s because they take me for a fool or what, but nobody would explain it to me until now.
Only hinting that something happened… That only annoyed me and gave me more questions, you know?
Chiaki: Mm… I guess it would.
I’ll probably have to tell my juniors in Ryuseitai about the past too, one of these days.
I can’t keep trying to look cool; it’s a rule that a hero’s transformation must come with a time limit.
But you know… However I try to wrap it, it's just really gloomy and embarrassing, and a bit too grisly as a tale to tell.
I really don’t like exposing my kids to that, if I can help it.
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Tori: See? Always treating us like little kids. We’re not even that far apart in age. The upperclassmen in this school are all like that.
Anyway, Sagami-sensei already told us about the history of the idol industry before. If that was like the history of this country, then what you told me just now is probably contemporary history, right?
The story that’s directly connected… with the times we’re living in now.
We’re included in that history, and the future will be written according to the actions we take from hereon, right?
Maybe that’s plain as day, but it’s still so strange to think about~ ♪
Anyway, I wanna organize the facts, so I’ll be summarizing them in my own words. Correct me if I say something strange or get something wrong.
Hokuto: Alright. My father and Sagami-sensei went to the chairman’s room by themselves, for coverage on the show today or whatever it was they said…
The academy probably thinks just having those two, the key people of Project-Saga, would be enough,
But I don’t like it. It’s like they think we’re not worth their time.
Well, let’s not talk about that… We’re excused from afternoon classes to focus on practice, so we still have much time to spare.
Chiaki: Yeah. When the members of Lilith arrive and the teachers come back, we’ll do some greetings to start with and have a joint practice, right?
It’s great that we’ll get to feel the strength of our greatest rival from up close.
Hokuto: I agree. But from what I heard, that Lilith group is basically my father plus Eve — so it’s making my head hurt, personally.
I still haven’t won against Eve, and my father is a constant nuisance.
Tori: Eve… So Hiyori-sama will be here too.
He kinda insulted me around Summer Live, so I don’t have that good of an impression of him…
I was a bit disillusioned, since I’d been his huge fan before that…
Though it was my own fault for mistaking my own idealization of Hiyori-sama for the truth.
Hokuto: Hmm, so Tomoe-senpai insulted you, Himemiya? On the other hand, I don’t have such a bad impression of him —
I was confused at first — he got on my nerves a lot, too — but the things he said were in themselves right…
He wiped us out unsparingly onstage too; it was an admirable feat, and a great lesson.
Tori: Yup. I get that he’s admirable as an idol. It’s just something regarding our families, you see…
Let’s just say we rich people have a lot going on, okay? Commoners like you probably won't understand, senpai!
Chiaki: Yeah. I especially don’t get it. But Hidaka’s plenty wealthy too, so he can probably see where you’re coming from somewhat?
Hokuto: No… My family is a bit unique, we’re not really involved with the others that dominate the area. We’re completely unfamiliar with their conflicts and history.
Tori: Mm, alright. I’ll tell you a bit about it later, then! In return for telling me about what went on in Yumenosaki Academy.
Anyway, we’ve gotten sidetracked. I’ll summarize what you just told me.
The original super idol was a godlike man who created everything in the idol industry…
The many super idols in history tried to succeed after him, by ruling over their respective eras like kings.
But none of them held a candle to their God, the first idol —
Then that God vanished from the public eye, and even passed away, losing his influence…
There was that terrible scandal too, pushing the idol industry to a long winter.
Hokuto: Ahh… SS was a nationwide broadcast, so you also know about that case, huh, Himemiya?
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Tori: Yeah. …I wonder how Akehoshi-senpai manages to always laugh like a fool despite his background.
If I’d been in the same position… I definitely wouldn’t be able to recover.
Just imagining that kind of tragedy happening to my dear Papa and Mama… Just the thought of it makes me wanna cry.
Hidaka-senpai, you have to be Akehoshi-senpai’s support.
Chiaki: I ask you the same thing, Hidaka. Of course, I also plan to be a good support for him.
Hokuto: You don’t have to tell me, I will be. …Let’s stop talking about this. I don’t want to pretend it never happened, but I don’t think we should gossip so loudly about it, either.
Tori: Okay. Continuing on… In the wintry times, Sagami-sensei appeared and revived the idol industry for just a moment.
This achievement was the reason Project-Saga kicked off — they expected him to revive the industry once more.
But at that time, Sagami-sensei retired prematurely, and there’s no longer anyone to stop things from going downhill…
Both the idol industry, and Yumenosaki — which stood at the center of it — entered a dark age.
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fanfic-gallery · 2 years
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Hello, Tori, how are you? <3
I can't believe you’ve reached 100+ followers already, congratulations!! I'm proud of you!! You definitely deserve all of us! 🥳🎉🎊
Anyways, for your event, could I please request 31. "Make a wish." (from the fluff prompts) with Mammon?
Take your time and take care! ♡
- ☕️
A dream come true
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✎ Mammon x Reader
✎ Maybe, making a wish wasn't necessary for him.. 'cause just like yours, it had already came true, right before his eyes..
✎ Tags: fluff, gn! reader
: ̗̀➛ Manager's/Author's note: ☕ anon o(TヘTo) I really don’t have the words to express my gratitude, just thank you, everyone too! I just hope you’ll follow along the starting of this blog, enjoy~~~ 
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“H-hUMAN, where are you taking me!?”
“You see, I’m sure you’ll love it!”
Mammon groaned softly, the rustling of his blindfold he was oh-so kindly asked to put on. The secrecy of the situation flooding his mind with nasty ideas, the warmth radiating from your frame, the transfering of that heat from your palm to his skin through contact, sending blood to his cheeks.
You drew his figure closer as eyes glanced at every corner you could, the lack of vision in the darkness despite the moon casting down light. Slowly careful foot work turned to sprints against the grassy ground when the sight of a familiar pillar structure caught your eye. Mammon held his breath, whines continuing to spill from him, complaining about the change of pace.
"We're here!" You creeped behind the demon after stopping in front of the seemingly abandoned build. Pulling at the loose strands of cloth, Mammon fluttered as light seeped into his line of sight again.
"Human- I don't think this is worth escaping the city- "
"No, wait! Don't leave yet, there's something really interesting I wish to show you!"
Mammon couldn't help but glare in your general direction, huffing with middle and thumb rubbing at his temples. You pouted, hands patting at his like a kitten, grabbing his wrist again and whisking him away into the inners of the four pillars. You lead the demon to your side, abdomen leaning against a stone fountain, ivy and vines entangling its body, the water shimmered in blue and turquoise, sparks of particles flowing in a dance.
"Um.. human- what's this?"
"Well, it's a wishing fountain of sorts. It can grant you anything, riches, fame, luxuries!"
"Oh~ really now?" You hummed in agreement, taking a step back to let Mammon take center stage. He grinned like never before, rubbing his hands together in greed.
"Well, why not start off something easy, as much gold that it towers over Diavolo's palace!" The water swirled in an increasing rate, the colours glowed brighter the quicker it went. All of a sudden, the blueish tones disappeared, fading alongside the whirlpool it had created, the reflection of the clear liquid capturing Mammon's shock.
"Maybe I was clear enough, ahem, I wish for as much gold to tower over Diavolo's palace!"
Nothing once again.
"Ughhh- human does this stupid thing even work- "
"I believe it does, when I had a play with it, it gave me exactly what I hoped for. Maybe try to wish for something you've dying to have for the longest time?"
Mammon stared at the reflective pool, his flush spreaded rapidly when a thought came to mind. Fingers grasped at his palms, digging into the tan skin leaving red markings along them.
"Mammon? Come now, make a wish!"
Mammon raised a hand, waving away at the offer. "I think I'm alright, I don't think I need 'that' granted for the hell of me- " You stared, wide eyed, head shaking as hands made their way to his shoulders.
"If you're uncomfortable of me listening in, I can just move over- "
"nO! I mean.. it's fine, let's just go- "
"At least give a chance to get a wish in!" You walked away, leaving an embarrassed Mammon to his devices, who in hindsight, followed suit, not wanting to be left alone.
You digged into your pockets, pulling out a shiny penny between your fingers. You smiled at your doppelganger within the confines of the bowled water. You drew in a breath, the clinking of the coin being flipped before a plop sounded, the slivery cent sinking deep into the pool, slowly fading from your view.
"So... what did you wish for?"
"Heh~ if I told you, it wouldn’t come true right?"
"Seriously.. "
"Hahah~ but to be real honest, I don't think I need to.. 'cause it's already becoming a reality.. " You grinned once more, slithering fingers against Mammon's, interlocking them together in a hard press.
Maybe, making a wish wasn't necessary for him.. 'cause just like yours, it had already came true, right before his eyes..
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thedeadsingforme · 11 days
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Serpent's Love
Chapter 20
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“They don’t know what’s wrong with him, he’s super sick, that’s all they’d tell me,” Tori told me as I visited with her and Mama.
The deed was done the day prior, but Tori was in the dark about the sting Terry, and I set up, “Jesus,” I said quietly, “He has a fever you said?” She nodded, “At his age, he’s, oh gosh, eight or nine years older than Terry, but his immune system isn’t the best. Does that prison even seem clean?”
“God no, it’s a cesspool, I can only imagine what he picked up,” Tori said with a scowl.
“I hope he gets better soon,” I said quietly, wiping my nose and sniffling. Tori told me she was taking my advice and wasn’t going to approach the Miyagi-Dos or anyone else to stop what was going on. Much to my relief, she was actually taking my advice.
“I’m sorry Tori, I really am. Have you been able to talk to him at all?” I asked.
Shaking her head, “No, no, the guard and a nurse there told me he was super sick. Like, he could barely talk without hacking up a lung. Have you been alright with… you know… Sensei Silver let up on you at all since you’ve been working more hours at the hospital? I’m sure he still wants you to keep up appearances at the dojos.”
“He-He’s been alright, actually. Sensei Kim I know is super hardcore in class, but she seems to have taken a liking to me. Tori, Terry has his moments, he’s been so good to me the last few days, but when some of you slip up in class or joke around, he loses his temper then he’ll yell at me after class, saying I should have backed him up,” I lied, “But other than the couple of times last week, he’s been ok. On the weekends he’s been hosting dinners with the other senseis, those are uncomfortable, but, it is what it is,” I shrugged.
Tori looked away before returning her eyes back to me, “I get it, I do, when he treats you nice, it’s like the old Terry, yeah? Do you think this will be over soon? I don’t know what he’s got planned, do you?”
“I’m not sure, I know he’s focused on expanding the dojos, but,” I shook my head, “If he’s got something else going on, he isn’t sharing it with me. He wants me to quit working at the hospital and work full time at the flagship dojo and help him at DynaTox. I understand and know the business side of things so well, he sees that and wants me to take it over,” I said with melancholy lacing my voice.
“Stella… I think you should do what he’s saying for now. Get yourself set up, it’s the safest thing, and,” she paused, looking at me with genuine, love(?), “I know he cares about you. I’ve seen it, I freaking hate it, but when he’s good to you, he’s really good to you. I really, really, hated it when you two got together, but I saw how happy you were, and I still see it. It’s… safer for you to do what he says, let this blow over.”
I nodded, “Thank you, Tori… I’m still trying to be happy. I am happy with him, I’m trying, really trying to see beyond this side of him. I just don’t know what he has planned, I need to go though, thanks for talking with me Melon Head. I need to keep my schedule, so he doesn’t freak out.”
“Yeah, no problem. Keep your head on a swivel, Stells,” She said with a half-smile.
As I pulled into the driveway, a few of the international sensei were standing there waiting for me.
Sensei Odell spoke as I climbed out of my car, “Mr. Silver has been waiting for you, there is news.”
“O-Ok. Is everything alright?” I asked, concerned.
Walking inside, I heard soft sniffles coming from the living room, Sensei Kim sat on the couch, wiping her nose with a tissue, Terry came around the corner with a glass of water and handed it to her.
“Ah, darling, there you are, come here,” he feigned concern, holding a hand out to me that I took, he guided me into the living room, “Sweetheart, I received a call from the prison John was at, he passed away just a few hours ago, his heart just stopped.”
I knew it was going to happen, but still, my heart sank from the news, “Wh-What??” Lying to myself was a new low.
Terry took me in an embrace, I knew he was wanting fake tears, but I ended up crying for real. Kim excused herself, leaving with the rest of the international senseis.
Terry rubbed soothing circles on my back, “Hey, hey,” he said softly, wrapping his fingers in my hair, holding me firmly, “Are you alright, baby?”
I nodded into his chest, sniffling, “Yeah,” I mumbled.
He knew better. Terry released me, holding my face in his hands, concern straining his face, “Come on, sweetheart, talk to me.”
“I killed John,” I said quietly.
“Oh, no, no you didn’t. Archer did. He, literally, single handedly, spread that poison on him,” his thumbs caressed my cheeks.
“I still made that… that poison,” I said in a tone barely above a whisper.
“You. Didn’t. Kill. Him,” putting emphasis on every word, “As for you, baby, it will be ok, you’ll be ok. Tell me, how was the visit with your mom and Tori?”
I gave Terry a small smile, “It went alright, Tori doesn’t suspect anything, and, you’ll love this, she told me she knows I’m happy and even though she doesn’t approve of our relationship, she wants me to do as you say.”
A smirk curled and tugged at the corners of his lips, “Did she now? That’s good to hear… I love you, sweetheart, I’d do absolutely anything in this world for you,” Terry gently moved my hair behind my ear, caressed my face softly, “Everything is going to be alright, and,” booping the tip of my nose he chuckled, “You should listen to your sister and do as I say.”
I chuckled, “I thought I already did,” pulling my face to him, he brought my lips right to his.
“I love you, Terry Silver,” I cooed against his lips, as though it was a secret.
Terry carried me upstairs like I was his bride, setting me down on my feet in the bathroom. He ran me a nice, warm, bubbly bath, climbing in behind me, pulling me to his chest, I sat between his legs in the comforting water.
Leaning further back into him, I sighed, relaxing into him, “Is Kim going to be ok?” I asked.
Terry wrapped his arms around me, “I’m hoping so. You were right, Kim does favor John; somehow I knew that already without you telling me. Regardless, if she were to leave, she will still see her grandfather’s legacy continue, and we,” he smiled against my neck, “Will have some dreams come true. I just want to be with you, baby, live this life with you.”
I smiled, “I just want to be happy. Happy and with you, lucky for me, those are synonymous.”
We laid there in bed, curled up into each other, no beginning or end to either of us, limbs tangled together, we were one. Giggling and laughing like little kids, this is the side of Terry I wish everyone saw, the kind, gentle, childlike, and soft side.
The next few days felt like a blur, Tori was obviously upset by the news, as were a few other students. It hardened Sensei Kim, she wanted to push the students further and harder, Terry and I saw the potential in Kenny. We took him under our wing.
“The Sekai Taikai, it’s an international karate tournament, Cobra Kai will conquer it and win, gaining us worldwide success,” Terry grinned, speaking to Sensei Kim and me, “Sensei Kim, your grandfather’s legacy will be taught worldwide, we will have dojos all over the world.”
Sensei Kim’s facial expression didn’t change, “You will not hold sway to me. I care only that no mercy is taught to these soft children. And the ownership of these dojos?”
Terry stepped towards her, “All the dojos in Asia, will be yours. The rest will be ours, mine and Stella’s.”
Kim’s mouth stayed in a firm line, “Not half and half with you and I?”
“No,” Terry shook his head, “All of Korea, China, the Philippines, Vietnam, they are yours. The rest will be mine and Stella’s. I never promised half and half. Believe me, my lawyers can write up the best, ironclad contracts the world has ever seen.”
“Sense Kim, if I may,” I spoke up, “It will be half and half in the end, with our ownership and yours across the globe. It evens it out.”
Kim looked from me, tilting her head in an agreeing manner and looked to Terry, “I like this one, Silver. She makes sense, she knows how the world works. This will do. I have the countries you lay out, you both will have the countries you choose. Your lawyers can write this easily?”
Terry nodded.
Kim was satisfied, saying she was done with the conversation and left, content.
“Stella, you are amazing,” Terry smiled, turning towards me, “Ownership will still be ours, but I can definitely make this work.”
“It must be even, she will be happy,” I said, sitting at the kitchen island, watching Terry grab wine glasses, “Shall I follow you to the wine cellar? I’m assuming you have one here too.”
Terry shot me a coy look, motioning me to follow. Sure as hell, he had a wine cellar in this house too.
“Pick whichever one you want, baby,” Terry grinned at me.
Wandering into the room I examined all the bottles, the flavors the years, until I found a 1998 Moscato, bit on the cheaper side, but Moscato has always been a favorite of mine. Grabbing the bottle I looked at Terry who was still standing in the same spot, smiling at me.
We sat back in the kitchen at the island, enjoying our wine.
Terry continued to grin at me, he finally broke the silence, “I think our plans are finally coming to fruition. I am beyond joyous I have you here with me.”
Feeling the heat creep over my cheeks I said, “I love you, Terry. I just want to feel like I can go to the store or other places without having to look over my shoulder for LaRusso or Lawrence. I want my happily ever after, and it’s here.”
Terry sat his glass down, stood and encased me with his arms, palms against the island behind me, his body pressed against mine as I sat, “Stella, you are the picture of a goddess to me,” his flattery had me blushing, “There’s nothing I want more than to spend this time with you, enter this new chapter with you by my side; we don’t have to worry about anymore.”
Leaning down, his lips met perfectly with mine, his cologne filling my lungs with every ounce of him. His hands deftly wrapped around my ass, lifting me, I curled my legs around him firmly. Placing me on the counter, still between my legs, his tongue wormed its way in my mouth.
His lips parted from mine, speaking softly against my skin, “I love you, Stella.”
This… This was everything.
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{What a wild ride right 😅 Terry needed someone as plotting as he is. Stella is diabolical}
Chapter 19 here
Chapter 21 here
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hell or high rollers ep14 notes! spoilers!
society for the prevention of idiots getting stuck between interdimensional portals okay i forgot the rest thanks dave
level up!!!!! woooo!!!!!!!!
ghoul is the only one with a full soul as he should (i’ve realised i’ve been spelling his name wrong because im an idiot sorry guys forgive me)
chris seems so calm??? is he okay
UNDER SEVENS JUDO WINNER the martial arts rep we needed
new voice new voice who is this
welcome to where now. repeat that please
this is so fucking cool hello wtf
i hope. i hope charcuterie wasn’t bored. i hope they weren’t bored. haha. like charcuterie board. with the cheese. thanks adam. good one.
“i want to say something cool as i go.” “go for it” “any ideas..?”
“i would kneel but there’s not mush-room” GODDD
fuck fun gus all my homies hate fun gus
“i think he suggested he killed you” “missed that!” ELLIE LMFAOOO
“some friends and sunshine and a disco tech at the end of the week” “your realm is one of glory.”
eric being the evil advisor i’m obsessed with him genuinely
HIS EVIL LAUGH
time for gluebricks portal im about to get so sad i can sense it NOOO HIS DAD. HE SEEMS SO NICE. OH NO. “does he feel like his father’s helping him out?” oh no that means his father totally isn’t helping him out…
holy shit gluebricks rage is so well done im obsessed!!!! him feeling it subtly as a kid!!!!! oouuuhhhgrghh!!!!!
mooch???? hmmmmmm i think it was his dad hurting him his dad is totally lying YEAH OKAY I GOT IT IM A GENIUS
gluebrick and his pet book oh i’m so sad
“just get out of the jam and prat your father one!!!” LMFAOO THAT WAS SO BRITISH
mooch is so enthusiastic i’m concerned ERIC HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS SEE IM ?????
“look at my gorgeous red eyes” “i’m in control of this so.. go fuck yourself!!!!” king shit
HENRY SHIELDS STOP IT WITH YOUR PUNS. I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE
“there were so many doors i can’t go through this again” this is my favourite bit ever ellie morris you’re so funny
GREG TIME!!! MISSED HIM!!!! oh sylvie?????? hugging henley????? HE DOESNT THINK JTS REAL MY POOR BOY. SO UPSET.
greg is turning 13 here without his dad i am sad i am distraught i am aware it is probably fake but. Upset. HE WANTS TO BE AN ARCHER LIKE HIS DAD. STOP IT. HENLEY WILL TRY TO WIN GREG A NEW BOW. HEAD IN HANDS. GREG IS EXCITED IM SOO.
“happy birthday gre…..eeeg” “don’t say it like a serial killer??????”
“boooow…kay” ‘he reluctantly laughs and says “dad stop!!!”’ guys they’re bonding who else distraught
“drow you doing…” “why are you LIKE THIS” my question too why is he making so many puns
“i have nyx-ed feelings” someone unplug his mic
“stay in your fuckung lane” when chris made one pun LMFAOOOO “all of you stay in your respective fucking lanes”
the soul coin…. hmmm.. is it because greg is becoming more evil by suggesting to poison nyx… and therefore the coin decreases in value perhaps??? OH DID HENLEY FUCK HIM UP BY DAMAGING THE COIN THATS SO GOOD
greg: dad have you been fighting 7 year olds???
henley: under seven!!!!
greg: oh that’s better!!!
henley: i’ve been Winning.. is what i’ve been doing.
JUDO FLIP LMFAOOOO putting his skills to use!!!! nevermind my God nyx is rolling so well????
WHY ARE GREGS FRIENDS TORIES “we’re going to smoke a pipe bro!” 😭😭😭😭
this town is SO FUCKED WHATTT “this is the opposite of cool this is kidnapping….” oh no they want greg. theeey want greg okay then alright. “MORALLY CORRUPT” GREG HAS BEEN BECOMING MORE CORRUPT THIS WHOLE TIME. DAVE HEARN YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE.
HENLEY CALLING FOR GREG. OH MY GODD sorry this may or may not be real i don’t care this hurt me
YOU ARE NOT ERIC. WTF. WHAAAAT ????? WHERES ERIC???? DUDE THATS SO GOOD BUT WHAT THE HELL ADAM MEGGIDO. WHAT THE HELLLL
dave did say ghoul would lose some of his soul tbf oh my god the others have one life left explodes
ADAM DID SO WELL AS THE ARCH DEVIL??? THATS SOOOO
i would like to see eric. please. HES CRYING. YOU CANT DROP THAT ON ME. COME BACK WTFFFF
that was so fuckung cool i’m so
KEEP TELLING MYSELF TO STAY STRONG. KNOW I AINT DONE NOTHING WRONG!!! I CAN FEEL IT IN MY SOUL THAT THIS AINT…. WHERE I BELONG!!!
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Coming Out To Charlie Spring (Chapter One) - Adventures in Truham
a/n: I'm coming back from a minor hiatus for now! This is Charlie Spring x (platonic) bisexual Transmasc (Charlotte to Charlie who's not out yet).
Possible Content Warnings: bullying, mentions of Charlies bullying past, basically if anything from Heartstopper is triggering for you, don't interact with this.
You're walking to school, lost in thought, wondering when you can come out to Charlie at a good time, when you hit into someone knocking your glasses and the person to the ground, "Sorry, I'm so sorry, are you alright?" You reach your hand out, and the other person accepts your hand.
"I'm fine, Charlotte. Are you alright though? You don't normally get that lost in thought." While your trying to get onto the ground to find your glasses, you freeze. It's Charlie.
"Uh, yeah I'm fine, just distracted." You resume searching the ground for your glasses and Charlie is also looking at the ground for your glasses now, "So, how are you today? Anything new with Nick?"
"I'm fine today, and there's nothing new with Nick, he's the same as ever." Charlie found your glasses and hand them to you, "Here you go."
"Thanks." You put them back on and then get up off of the ground. "Much better. I can see now." You check your watch, you're going to be late, "Charlie, we should go, we're going to be late. I can walk you to school if you want."
"Are you sure you want to walk me to school? You go to Higgs and it's already getting late, as you said. Tori left me to go to Higgs already." I probably should just tell him now, since this seems to be the only chance I get.
"Um, actually I have something to tell you. Can I tell you on the way to school?"
"If you really want to walk me the rest of the way to school you can, I guess. What do you want to talk about?"
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about Truham. I think I'm going to move to Truham soon." Charlie looks surprised, and seems to want to say something, but you continue, "I actually... I, I'm trans. Not only that, but I'm also bisexual. I've been trying to find a good time to tell you for a while, but I didn't know when to tell you. I just wanted you to know so that you know when I start to go to Truham you aren't surprised."
"Thanks for telling me. I'm glad that you feel close enough to tell me. Well, at least you can tell people you want to and not just get outed all at once, like me." You suddenly look at the ground, trying not to look at him.
"Yeah, at least I wasn't outed like you." You hear a slight crack in your voice and are scared that he'll start to notice to crying, so you grab a tissue from your bag and start covering your face. Charlie quickly notices what your doing.
"Hey, Charlotte, are you alright? You.. you weren't outed, right? At least tell me that people aren't bullying you at Higgs, I'm worried for you." He has an honest worry in his eyes and you feel guilty to make him have to comfort you after everything he's been though.
"I'm fine. It's nothing compared to you anyways." You start drying your face and walking towards Truham, hoping he's following.
"Hey, you know I'm always here, right? I'll always be an ear for you if you need." You take the tissue off of your face, cleaning up any tears there may be.
"I'm fine. It's just been hard with the bullying and changing my name and gender, and... Everything. It's just been hard. I'll be fine though. Don't worry."
"You changed your name? What do you go by now?"
"I go by Charlie now. Charlotte to Charlie, you know? I tried it out at school for a little bit and it just felt right. Actually, after I started using a different name with some of my classmates and came out to them, the bullying seemed to start. Weird. But I guess it's my fault for telling people who probably are talking to others too."
"Okay, I'll remember to call you Charlie now. So, when are you going to leave Higgs? It doesn't seem to be very good at Higgs so I'm assuming soon?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm actually starting at Truham tomorrow. But, I'll get bullied anyways because don't you remember? Rumors go around both schools very quickly and to everyone bisexual just equals gay. But I'll be fine."
"Yeah, there's a lot of students that like spreading rumors. I hope you don't go through as much as I went though at least." Charlie embraces you and it helps you feel better, at least a little bit.
"Charlie, you still feel like I can pick you up," you say jokingly. You smile a little and then he playfully answers back.
"Oh yeah? Well then maybe after I play rugby for a little longer, I'll have Nick's strong rugby arms." He smiles and you feel better. "Well, I'll see you at school tomorrow then, Charlie!"
"I'll see you tomorrow, Charlie Spring." You watch as he walks past the Truham gates into the school. I'll be there starting tomorrow.
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Shifting Sans Chapter 6 "Oh Brother"
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 7
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"i see now why you called me," said "Sans" slowly as he finally broke eye contact to look at me appraisingly. "heya, kiddo."
I gasped a deep breath, finally released from his gaze, and swallowed hard. I really wasn't ready for this. I could only register that he was wearing a lot of purple as he very slowly walked around the chairs until he was standing in front of me; telegraphing his movements, obviously trying to not spook me.
Too late for that.
I leaned back, away from him, trapping the wings behind me, against the couch cushion. I'd almost forgotten about them. The overstimulation was very much not helping my mental state. He knelt down.
"my name is sans," he said quietly, calmly. I was too overwhelmed to feel much from him but his kindness and warmth were clear enough on his face. He held out his hand. "don't you know how to greet a new pal?"
 I couldn't move. I couldn't breath. All I could do was stare into his too-familiar face. Holy fuck this is so weird.
My hand twitched towards him. I knew what was coming and I couldn't leave him hanging, but it took all of my willpower to move my hand over to his. He held it gently before we both squeezed at the same time, releasing a pair of loud fart sounds. We both snickered as the previous tension blew away with the passing wind. At least the time-space continuum didn't implode as soon as counterparts touched. That's nice.
"O-oh my g-god, Sans," Alphys recovered first. "You're such a ch-child!"
"Nah," I responded with a wink, my smile real for the first time tonight. "The ol' woopie cushion in the hand trick is always funny."
"blew me away," Sans agreed with a grin.
"I'm pretty good a winging it."
"so," Sans said with a chuckle. "what do you call yourself, buddy?"
"Well, I've been calling myself "Sans" but that's not really gonna fly so..." I paused. "Call me Serif."
I could see Metta's smirk over Sans' shoulder. I resisted the urge to stick my tongue out at him.
"well then, serif," he continued as he stood, pulling me up with him. He was about a head taller than me. "as curious as i am about you, i assume you've had a long enough evening already. the kid just took over my spare bedroom so the couch will have to do until we move my office out of the other one. that is, of course, if you're ok with that..."
I could feel his fragile hope, could see it plainly in his face as he looked away awkwardly, free hand on the back of his head. He hadn't let go of my hand and something in me really didn't want him to. I felt... safe? Like my magic recognized him as "me" and clung to the familiarity; two water droplets that finally connected. Honestly, there wasn't even a question.
"I think I'd like that," I said, looking up at him with a smile. He pulled me into a hug, chin barely reaching the top of my head as I was surrounded by a happy calm, and the tension of fear and confusion finally melted away with a sigh as I hugged him back. Such an intense feeling of belonging.
"heh, i always wanted a little brother..."
I'm home.
What a weird feeling.
I squeezed him tighter for a moment before reluctantly pulling away. We could hug more later. If he wanted to. I guess. I wasn't a huge fan of physical intimacy so that thought seems weird for a person I've only just met but I feel like I already know him intimately anyways. I'll think about it more later.
"I didn't come here with more than the clothes on my back," I said, having gone back to holding his hand. "So we can go whenever you're ready, I guess."
“i would've liked to see papyrus but i guess the discussion was too much for him," Sans said, looking up the stairs, disappointed. He turned to Tori and Metta. "would you two like a quick shortcut home or are you alright on your own?"
"A shortcut would be lovely, darling," Metta replied. "But you can just drop me off with Tori, I want to go over what we learned here while it's still fresh."
"sounds good," Sans replied with a nod before looking to me. "i'll be right back, bro, i promise."
My smile fell slightly as I nodded and reluctantly let go only to freeze when he kissed my forehead with a clack, face flushed the bright blue of my magic that I could almost see glowing in my peripherals. With a "schwip" sound, a sphere of light formed around Sans, Matta, and Tori, before it shrank into nothing and they were gone. I guess his "shortcuts" work differently than mine, which were more like portals or doorways. I must've been too distracted to hear their farewells to Alphys, who then turned to me.
"I g-guess that's that then," she said.
"Yeah..." I trailed off before shaking my head. "I never really got to thank you properly for saving my life before, so uh, thanks, Alphys, for not leaving me out to die in the elements, heh. And uh, tell Papyrus thanks for me too, and sorry for being a bit of a pain through all of this."
"D-don't sweat it," she smiled, waving away the need for an apology. "You've obviously b-been through a lot. Oh, and you h-had some slippers on when we f-found you, did you see them in the d-dryer?"
"I didn't look too closely," I admitted. "Had other things on my mind."
"I'll g-go find them," she offered, heading for the bathroom under the stairs. "Hopefully they didn't w-warp with the heat or anything..."
A ball of light expanded in the middle of the room with another "schwip" and Sans was back. We both immediately reached for the others' hand. I blushed again with a nervous chuckle, looking away and scratching my cheek; hopefully I wasn't coming across as too needy. I'd always been the older brother before, never had one. It was nice. 
Something tells me I'm gonna have a lot of new experiences.
"F-found 'em," I was suddenly called back to the present as Alphys held out a pair of dingy slippers that had probably been white at some point.
"Right, thanks," I took them with my free hand, looking back up at Sans. "I'm ready."
Sans nodded.
"thanks for everything, al, and tell paps i missed seeing him."
"Will do," Alphys waved. "H-have a good night Sans, Serif.”
SCHWIP
LIGHT
SCHWIP
I blinked.
Well that was an interesting experience. Definitely different than my own shortcuts. Wait, with my changed magic, would my shortcuts have changed too? Can I even do shortcuts still? I didn't even think about what existing magic might've been altered with the-
I was pulled out of my spiral into a tight hug, steady arms wrapped around me protectively.
"i don't pretend to know what you've gone through," Sans breathed. "and you don't have to tell me until you're ready. but as long as you're with me i promise i won't let anything like that happen to you ever again, little brother."
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I returned the hug, burying my face in his neck. Don't make promises you can't keep. How could you possibly combat the resets if they're still happening? I wanted to believe him though. I wanted so badly to bask in the safety he offered, the feeling of home. Papyrus had been my only home for so long...
My breath hitched as I clung tighter. There was still a lot to do, a lot to check, but I could think about it later. Just a bit longer.
I can indulge in being happy for a minute, right?
...
Who am I kidding, I'm not that lucky.
I pulled away.
"I'm really tired," I said, still holding his hand. "Where's that couch you promised?"
"over there," he led me to the front room. "i'll get you a blanket."
I could feel Sans' disappointment as he walked away, finally dropping my hand; he really hadn't wanted to let go and was probably more used to indulging in happiness than I was. I mean, I was disappointed too but still...
I sat down on the old brown couch and traded my slippers for one of the pea green throw pillows, wondering how I was gonna lay down with my new wings when Sans came back. He unfolded a pretty blue blanket, gesturing for me to lay down but I hesitated, looking away and hugging the pillow tighter.
"I..." how selfish am I gonna be tonight? "I don't... wanna be alone... with my thoughts..."
With a warm smile and an almost giddy spike of happiness, Sans draped the blanket over one arm and sat next to me, then put an arm around my waist and pulled me close into his side. I blushed but didn't resist, strangely craving the physical comfort. Sans offered one corner of the blanket to me and I helped him pull it over us both as I snuggled into his side, resting my cheek against his chest. I tried to angle myself slightly for the wings but not even their hypersensitivity could keep me awake. I was too tired to find a better position. I guess hopping universes and nearly freezing to death will do that to a guy.
"If anyone asks," my voice slurred as I nuzzled unto him. "You can tell them I'm your clone. I heard about the barrier and decided now was a good time to come forward." I was drifting off already. "'s more complicated than that but that's the story we're going with."
I barely heard his "good night" as I slipped into oblivion.
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Ghostic - Epilogue 3
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(NOT JP PROOFED)
Season: Autumn
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< The night of the same day, when ES Halloween has hit its peak >
Eichi: Did you see the audience yet?
A part of the hall unfolds into a live stage — This used to be the center of the ES Haunted House.
Yuzuru, this has been a rough time for you because of the radio signal disrupting materials we used for building. I’m sorry about it, I really am.
Yuzuru: Don’t be. If anything, finding out the source of it all helped us plan for the event better.
Like telling people that they may receive calls from the spirit world, so they should turn off their phones when they are on these premises…
It’s an old trick, but I would say that it is more immersive for the audience.
Tori: Ahaha. People are saying on social media that if they forgot to turn off their phones, they really did receive calls!
Thanks to that, our haunted house is receiving even more publicity.
Wataru: We will have to watch out so we don’t expose our tricks to the audience today.
And if we don’t keep it as a Halloween-exclusive surprise, we may cause even more terror than we can imagine.
Yuzuru: Indeed. Speaking of, I have firsthand experience of that.
It will soon be time for our performance. Let’s deliver a bunch of scares to everyone and enjoy the unusual happenings of today.
Trick or Treat. If you don’t give us treats, we will send you tricks -
It is now time for the grand finale of ES Halloween, as delivered to you by fine ♪
Tori: “Trick or Treat! Has everyone been enjoying the ES Haunted House?”
“We have some ES idols here sneaking around as ghosts, so there’s sure to be plenty of poor spooked souls here~”
Eichi: “There were many announcements we would have liked to make before this, but due to problems with security, we had to keep them as a surprise.
“People who noticed, people who did not, I would be the most pleased if you have fun at our event today.”
Wataru: “Fufufu. Speaking of surprises… You have all made sure to turn off your phones so that you don’t receive a call from the world beyond, I hope.”
“The ones who have ignored our warnings have reported that they really have received calls, just so you know!”
“Oh, but now we may have caused unnecessary worry to the kind people who have come all the way here to enjoy our haunted house.”
“From tomorrow onwards we will be back to our old usual selves, so please do not worry ♪”
Tori: “Fufu. We did a proper ‘ceremonial groundbreaking’, so this mansion is disappearing tomorrow. You all will be totally safe, so just trust us and enjoy the live show.”
Eichi: “Today’s live show is a culmination of our long, hard work.”
“At Yumenosaki Academy’s Halloween party, many units sung and danced… It was fun on its own.”
“This year, I wanted to trap your gazes and keep it all on us in the private venue made for the ES premises ♪”
“So please, enjoy it till the very end.”
“Now, please listen to ‘Ghostic treat House.’”
“♪〜♪”
Wataru: (Fufufu. I noticed it a while ago, but you were very excited for Halloween, weren’t you?)
(I can feel you enjoying the show from the bottom of your heart, Eichi.)
(But you should know that you aren’t the only one capable of entertaining the audience.)
“Trick or Treat! Regardless of which option you choose, I will express it Amazingly…★”
“♪♪♪”
Tori: (Alright. The things we practiced have become second nature for me now!)
(This song’s theme is to make use of fine’s refined performance style, but also have a feel of horror.)
(This is a theme that I’m not used to and I joined practice way late, so at first I was a little worried how things would turn out.)
(I really did do my best to be on an equal footing with my seniors.)
(I feel like especially Hibiki-senpai’s teachings about acting are showing through my expressions… Would it be over-exaggerating to say I have been reborn?)
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“Everyone - the cute me, the dignified me, and the slightly scary me. Please love all of them.”
“♪〜♪〜♪”
Yuzuru: “♪〜♪〜”
(Oh my. Young Master’s has become even better now that it’s the day of the event.)
(Concentrated as if possessed… It is as if he senses the atmosphere here and makes his expression even more intense.)
(The cute Young Master is dazzling, but your terrifying form is also fascinating.)
(I also will not waver anymore. I will no longer be led astray by the uncertainties of things such as ghosts, instead I will accomplish things I must do ‘properly’.)
(You have shown your capability to act as if frenzied by rage in “Fist of the Shangri-la Idol”. I understand you more now.)
(Bringing terror to people - maybe those performances are forming to be a specialty of yours ♪)
(And so. Please find it in you to forgive the bother I have caused these past few days.)
(So that I can protect and value this peaceful everyday life, I will grow together with Young Master and fine - that is my mission as a butler.
(Today’s happiness can only be experienced in the now - I want to enjoy the hair raising dread together with everyone ♪)
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“Everyone. fine’s special Halloween night is only just beginning.”
“I hope that you will enjoy it to your heart’s content till the end.”
“♪~♪~♪”
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thedemoninme141 · 1 year
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Ghosts-Chapter 15: Endgame.
“Then help me prove her right, Tori.” He said giving her his hand. Tori and the rest of the team are in the barracks building eating after the long battle they have just fought.
"Hey Tori, you seemed a bit shaky. You alright?" John asked.
"Yeah, I am fine." Tori answers.
"I am sorry," John said out of nowhere.
"Why?" Tori asked.
"Jade died as a result of my cowardice in giving out the locations, Helena, Alex, and Farah would not have been with us if they hadn't changed their location as soon as they learned that I had been captured. I am sorry for not being brave enough. I saw my wife and child and broke down. And the worst thing is, they killed them anyway. Jade died for nothing, because of me."
"No, John, she did not die in vain. That will not be the end of my story. They will all pay for your family, for Jade. I forgave you the day we found you at the stronghold, so stop blaming yourself for something you were forced to do. Jade wouldn't want that." Tori said.
"Back at Verdansk, when we were escaping... We knew escaping was a suicide plan, But..." John paused.
He looked at Ghost who was far away talking to West.
"We knew Ghost was still with us, That gave us hope." John said "And now," He looked at Tori " We have two of them to give us hope."
Tori smiled.
"You should go be with West, Man recently discovered that his wife, whom he thought was dead for 12 years, is alive and well. Despite the fact that he is not on good terms with her, she is his wife. You should go speak with him. Assist him in preparing to question Catherine. "
Tori nodded. She finishes eating fast, she has to be there when they interrogate Catherine.
She approaches Ghost and West, who were beside a jeep, talking about something.
"I should've been a better father. Jade deserved a better father. It was my job to protect her Ghost, not yours."
"I have a duty to protect all of them, West. I've already failed her. I can't keep failing. We need to find those labs and devise a safe way to infiltrate them. We cannot repeat the same mistake again. Catherine knows those labs, She isn't cooperating, you can make her do that."
"I know, but after everything she has done, I can't look at her and say she was my wife once," West said.
"But she is a mother, even though everything she has done, I believe she still loved Jade. We have to use that against her to make her spill out about the facilities." Ghost said.
"But I didn't give Jade enough time to know anything about her. I don't even know what her likes or dislikes were." West expressed his regret.
"I know," Tori said stepping in, " I know everything about Jade."
Ghost and West looked at her.
Ghost nodded.
"Good then, Tori and I will go in." Ghost said and left.
Tori was about to leave too but West stopped her.
"Tori. I am sorry, for everything that has happened. I am sorry for not giving Jade any affection, I stayed away from her because I thought even if the shadows existed, they would've targeted me first. Not her. I wish I had told her once how much I love her and am proud of her."
"Jade would've loved to hear that," Tori said,
"But she isn't here now, and the blame is ours, mine, yours, even Ghost's, But one mistake can't be the reason for the end. We can redeem ourselves, I am trying, Ghost is too. You should also try." Tori said and left with Ghost.
"Are you ready?" Ghost asked,
"No, but I have to be," Tori answered.
"Tell me about the children." Price said.
Catherine lets out a tired sigh.
"You already know everything."
"You kidnapped them at the age of 6," Price said.
She remembers seeing a kid on a playground, fighting against 5 kids older and stronger than him, protecting his friend.
"Children's minds are more easily accepting of indoctrination, their bodies more adaptable to augmentation. The result was the ultimate soldier." She finally said,
"And because of our success, when war comes, we will be ready."
"You took their lives away from them, to turn them into whatever they are now."
" I gave them a purpose to serve and protect. I didn't care what my superiors wanted to do with them, I wanted to make them strong and indestructible. I didn't create them as weapons. "
"So you feel your actions justified enough for you to use your own child as a lab rat."
Catherine looked at him with anger and hatred.
"What does Jade have to do with it?"
"She paid for something you created," Ghost said as he got into the room.
"We all did." He added.
"141." Tori heard Catherine as she got in following Ghost.
"Price, We can take it from here." Ghost said,
"Good cop, bad cop yeh?" Price asked as he got up to leave.
"It's bad cop, worse cop." Ghost said.
"Can't be any better." Price chuckled as he left.
"Si.." Catherine was about to say something but Ghost interrupted her.
"We don't have to talk about our past. What you did to us, is already done. But you don't have to do that anymore. Just tell us about the shadow company." Ghost said.
"Jade... Did she..?" Catherine asked.
"She did her part." Ghost said as he looked down.
Catherine sighed as she looked at her hands.
"How..? Back in Verdansk?" Catherine asked.
"No, We escaped safely. She grew up in Los Angeles, The shadows wanted something from her. They got her killed 8 months ago." Ghost said coldly. Tori closed her eyes.
"The shadows. I made the shadows. Doctor Jonathan Irons and I. His son was killed in Iran. He was devastated, and he came to me with a plan to create unkillable soldiers. I was intrigued because it was a noble effort to accelerate human evolution. I never intended to kidnap children for my job; Jonathan did it, but that doesn't make me any less responsible for what I did to you. When you fled with the child, Jonathan and I escaped in a VTOL chopper with our work. But after the place was destroyed and those children's lives were lost for nothing, I refused to help any longer, so he imprisoned me, forced me into spilling up about the child. The perfect child who he could clone into making an army." Catherine said.
"He obviously didn't want anyone else to get the sample of Jade's perfect DNA. So he took her out." Ghost said as he put the pieces together.
Tori can see tears form in Catherine's eyes.
"My work.. killed Jade." she cried.
"Jade looked up to you, you know?" Tori said.
"How do you know? Who are you?" Catherine asked.
"Someone who was very close to Jade," Tori answered.
"Why would she look up to me after everything I've done?" Catherine asked.
"She had an accident while escaping Verdansk, and lost her memories. West hid her past from her and told her you died in a car accident" Ghost said.
"Jade was the most amazing girl I ever knew, and even if she hadn't lost her memories, I know she would've loved you with all of her heart," Tori said.
"And she would've wanted you to help us find those hidden labs and save those kids," Tori added.
Catherine looked down as she took a deep breath.
"I never wanted to hurt her, That's why I created the child, who Jade loved enough to leave me and help you, which I am grateful for because now we have a chance to make amends for my mistakes. I am proud of her. I will give you the locations and a way to stop them." Catherine said.
Tori smiled behind her mask. Even after death, Jade is helping them.
But her instincts quickly became cautious. As she heard a beeping go on, and something was thrown into the room.
"GET DOWN!" Ghost yelled as the thing blew up and Tori was blinded. All she can hear is a loud beeping in her ears, In her blur visual she saw the ceiling blowing up and a group of armoured soldiers rappeling down, Ghost immediately started fighting them and taking them down, and that was when Tori noticed, two of the soldiers. One of them was the Templar, and the other had the same helmet and armor as The Templar but the body figure said its a female. Tori gathered all her strength and charged in, slide-kicking Templar's leg trying to tackle him, But he didn't even flinch, he just turned around and grabbed her neck and threw her on the wall. Ghost was fighting well still Templar and the other one were still heavy on him. While Templar was fighting Ghost, the other one stepped back and approached Catherine, who was hiding behind the table. She pulled out her gun to shoot Catherine, and Tori immediately pulled out her Deagle to fire. The other knight is armored, but Deagle has enough firepower to take her down. She fired, but her gun was kicked away, causing her to miss. Furious, she looked who it was, possibly Templar, but she didn't expect to see Ghost, why did he do that? Tori noticed Templar hitting Ghost in the back of the head. Ghost had been knocked out. She heard Catherine’s scream and a gunshot. Catherine has been shot by the other one. She looked at Tori, She had her gun but did not shoot her.
"Gold Eagle, this is Templar, Job's done, Catherine's dead, Rendezvous at the extraction point, ETA 5 minutes."
"I would've loved to shoot you Ghost, but he has plans for you." He said to the unconscious demon and repelled back up. Tori looked for the other knight but she was gone too. Tori stood up and ran out the door; she had to catch him; Templar would not escape alive.
She tried to communicate with the team but nothing came through her headphones. She saw the knight on the roof, jumping down and getting on a Cagiva 125, roaring the engine and driving away. Tori quickly looked around and saw another bike; she had only driven a scooter before. But this was her only chance; Ghost had taught her how to hotwire bikes and other vehicles, so starting the engine was simple.
Back in the interrogation room, Ghost woke up, he saw Catherine bleeding in the corner of the room, he ran to her,
"Catherine... John, Helena, does anyone read me? I need a medic!" He yelled but no reply came in.
"God damn it!" he cursed,
"The phoenix, you have to find the phoenix.." Catherine mumbled.
"What? Catherine? What phoenix? Catherine!" He asked, but Catherine has already taken her last breath.
"Ghost! I can see you on the cameras! The shadows have rigged our comms, this is the only way I can talk to you." Roach's voice came through the speakers in the room.
"Tori went after Templar, You have to go help her, she won't make it alone. We are pinned down by the shadows, You are on your own."
Tori followed the Templar into the jungle. It was difficult to maintain balance in the muddy jungle, but the bike was designed for this purpose, so that helped her. When Templar noticed her, Tori pulled out her pistol and fired. There is something she had, that no one saw, Luck. The bullet went for the back tire as it blew up, causing Templar to lose balance and collide with a tree,
Tori holds the brake handles and kills the engine of her bike, she jumps off.
Templar is still lying there, back against the tree, looking at her coming
"You aren't a Ghost, Who are you?" He asked.
"I became a Ghost because you took everything from me," Tori said greeting her teeth,
Templar chuckles,
"I might have enjoyed that then."
Anger overtakes her mind as she takes out her knife and tries to stab Templar but he blocks the knife and knocks her down to the ground, He gets up, takes the knife and stabs her in the chest, and Tori groans in pain.
He takes out his empty magnum and loads two bullets in.
“Do you know a saying about revenge? "You better be ready to dig two graves." 
He points the gun at her and locks the hammer.
He pulls the trigger, but just as the bullet moves into the chamber Ghost runs in and knocks away Templar, causing the bullet to miss, saving Tori. He kicks away the gun and he begins to fight hand-to-hand with Templar
"You don't know when to quit, do you, Ghost?" Templar said.
"I am ready to dig two graves." Ghost said as he charged towards Templar, her vision fades in and out as she sees Ghost and Templar continue to fight. She was starting to feel sleepy, "blood-loss" she muttered, as she saw the knife plunged into her chest, She looked up to see Ghost taking Templar’s magnum and shooting him in the head. His helmet saved him but his helmet glass cracked and fell onto the ground. Tori could see his soulless eyes. It was getting harder to breathe for Tori every second. She looks at the moon in the night sky, Her Jade, She made a promise to her Jade.
“I am sorry Jade, I failed you.” She whispered.
As she laid there, bleeding, waiting for death to come, she noticed a figure beside Ghost and Templar. Helena? John? Roach? She tries to focus, she looks at the figure, a girl, who is ignoring Ghost and Templar’s brawl, and slowly walking near her. She kneels beside her, takes her hand,
The touch, she would never forget this touch.
Tori looked up to see who it was, then noticed, those emotion-filled blue-green eyes,
Jade
Her Jade.
Tori looked at Jade, taking every detail of her in this split second. Jade smiled as she took her hand, she slowly put it on the knife that was plunged into her chest,
Tori understood what she has to do, She nodded. Jade nodded back.
With her last bit of strength, she pulled. She grabbed the knife with both hands and pulled it out, blood coming from her wound but she doesn’t care.
She looks at Templar who was on top of Ghost, punching him again and again.
She aims the knife at him.
“For Jade.” She throws the knife at the man who killed the love of her life.
The knife landed in Templar’s left eye through his broken helmet, killing him. his body falls backwards as blood gushes out of his face.
Tori looked at the position where Jade was, only to find her gone, it was her stupid mind playing a trick on her last moments, at least she can finally say to Jade when she finds her in the afterlife.
“I did it, Jade.” She whispered as darkness filled her eyes.
. . . .
"It's not over, Not yet, Tori."
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queencvbra · 2 years
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season 5 Tory vibes but as music / lyrics that I’ve been listening to obsessively since this season came out
Kill or be Killed by Muse
Cornered, I'm exhausted with fear Our love and compassion dissolved And demons, have materialized in me Can't fight them, they're taking control And we've tried, oh we've tried so hard to be good But the world rewards us when we're bad Fate, is driving me insane It's forcing me to face I must kill or be killed
Won’t Stand Down by Muse
I never believed that I would concede And get myself blown asunder You strung me along, I thought I was strong But now you have pushed me under I've opened my eyes and counted the lies And now it is clearer to me You are just a user and an abuser And I refuse to take it Won't stand down I'm growing stronger Won't stand down I'm owned no longer Won't stand down You've used me for too long Now die alone Now I'm coming back, a counterattack I'm playing you at your own game I'm cutting you out, a shadow of doubt Is gonna hang over your name I've opened my eyes, I see your disguise I will never see you the same I know how to win, before you begin I'll shoot you before you take aim
Creep by Radiohead
I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around So fuckin' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here
Fake Happy by Paramore
I been doing a good job of makin' 'em think I'm quite alright But I hope I don't blink You see its easy when I'm stomping on a beat But no one sees me when I crawl back underneath If I smile with my teeth Bet you believe me If I smile with my teeth I think I believe me Oh please don't ask me how I've been Don't make me play pretend Oh no, oh what's the use? Oh please, I bet everybody here is fake happy too
I Disagree by Poppy
I disagree, everything you believe is a tragedy I disagree with the way you keep preaching insanity I disagree with all of the reasons you're mad at me I disagree, everything in your life is a tragedy Down, let it all burn down Burn it to the ground We'll be safe and sound When it all burns down
So Mean by Poppy
Operating freely from another My head and my heart hate each other Can you keep a secret? Keep it undercover Every day I wake up, it's a struggle, yeah Love me when I'm under your spell Hate me when I'm giving you hell Judge me 'til you're blue like you love to do You taught me how to hate myself, yuck Now she hates everything How did she get here? How did she get so mean? Dirt is all up in my wounds On my knees begging for the truth Ask me which side I am gonna choose Whatever side is without you, yeah She couldn't ever feel a thing She couldn't hear herself think Now she hates everything How did she get here? How did she get so mean?
Never Find My Place by Poppy
The evil I have faced Is about to be erased You broke into my life uninvited Pick up the gun and run Take what's mine and get my space 'Cause I know that I will be fine If I never find my - Pick up the gun and run Take what's mine and get my space 'Cause I know that I will be fine If I never find my place
This Night by Black Lab
There's a game That I play There are rules I had to break There's mistakes That I made But I made them My way So take this night Wrap it around me like a sheet I know I'm not forgiven But I need a place to sleep So take this night And lay me down on the street I know I'm not forgiven But I hope that I'll be given Some peace
Heaven’s Key by Band of Skulls
All the friends that said they were with you Seem to disappear Even that most focused of feelings Now it's not so clear How can you just stand beside me In my hour of need? Well, the second cut is deeper So you better let it Take my heart or take my hand And keep your conscience clean Well, I got a feeling it's a burning desire And I don't know what it means So listen, are you looking in hell for heaven's key?
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scottybrock · 3 years
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The Show - Beck/Jade/Reader
A/N: THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A FIC THAT HAS A POLY COUPLE IN IT, PLS DON’T ROAST ME
“Move,” Jade ordered, slamming her lunch tray on the table. Tori glared at her, but Jade was unfazed. “You kissed Beck during your first week here,” Jade reminded the thin brunette. Beck scrunched his nose at the reminder, subconsciously lifting a hand to wipe at his lips. “That was because you poured coffee on my head!” Tori whined. 
You glanced at Jade, who smirked. “Be glad it was iced coffee,” Jade responded, roughly shoving her way between you and Tori. “If you ever try to put your dry lips near my girlfriend, you’ll have to worry about more than a cup of coffee.” Tori yelped as Jade slammed her hip against hers, but you welcomed the contact, leaning closer to your girlfriend. A small smile pulled at the corners of her lips. “Hey,” You grinned. Jade’s bright blue eyes lit up, and her expression softened. “Yeah, hey,” She grumbled. Beck shifted closer to you, wrapping an arm around your waist. “Hey babe,” He greeted. Jade rolled her eyes at him, but a soft smile spread across her face. “Whatever.” She grumbled.
Tori tilted her head, her brows furrowing. “How is it that Jade has not one, but two significant others, and I’m single?!” She whined. You exchanged a look with Beck, then rolled your eyes. Jade glared at Tori. “What’re you trying to say, Vega? That I’m hideous, so therefore I deserve to die alone?” She snapped. You nuzzled your face into the crook of her neck, pressing a light kiss to her neck. 
Her glare softened as she turned to you. “Excuse me, I’m trying to scare the wazz out of Vega,” She murmured, trying to stop the giggles that were building up in her chest. You pressed another soft kiss to her neck, and she sighed, her tense posture relaxing, leaning against you. Beck leaned over and brushed his lips over Jade’s. “Yeah, but there are more… pleasant things that we can be doing with that time,” He smirked. You lifted your head from its comfy place to turn around and kiss him, your tongue pressing against the seam of his lips. 
His response was immediate; he gripped your hips with bruising force, pulling you onto his lap. Jade leaned over to scatter rough kisses along your neck, biting lightly at your soft skin. “Guys,” Tori cleared her throat. You ignored the waifish brunette, running your hands along Beck’s back, pulling him impossibly closer. Jade’s kisses and Beck’s tongue were doing things to you that weren’t entirely appropriate in a school setting.
With great reluctance, you slid off of Beck’s lap. His hands gripped your hips as if to hold you there, but seeing the determined expression on your face, he relented and gave your hips a final squeeze. Jade’s kisses tapered off, and you finally looked at the table. While you’d been occupied with your boyfriend and girlfriend, Andre, Robbie (plus Rex, but you couldn’t stand the puppet), and Cat had all found their way to the table. “Whoa,” Rex said. If he could, he’d be grinning like the little leper he was. “That was hot, babe.” 
Jade’s brows furrowed, a thunderstorm of emotions flickering over her flawless face. “Call my girlfriend babe again and you’ll lose an arm,” She snarled. Robbie shielded Rex protectively as Andre snickered. Tori looked on with an amused expression, a subtle smile curving her lips. Cat let out a high pitched giggle. “One time, my brother…” She started, then adopted an offended expression when your friends all groaned, nearly at the same time. “What’s that supposed to mean?!” She exclaimed. Jade ignored her, turning to Beck. “Get me coffee,” She demanded. You perked up, giving your boyfriend a hopeful look. Beck caved almost instantly. “What’s the magic word?” He asked playfully. 
Jade’s glare sharpened. “Now!” She snapped at the same time that you shouted “Please!” and offered your boyfriend a charming smile. Beck rolled his eyes at Jade, but bent down to press a firm kiss to her lips. Her expression softened, and she looked up at him with those beautiful blue eyes and uttered in a soft, sweet tone that she reserved only for you and Beck. “Please?” She requested. 
Beck’s handsome face lit up, a toothy grin settling on his lips. “Be back in a minute.” He acquiesced. As he walked away, Jade shouted after him, “Two sugars!” He turned back and gave her a thumbs up. Jade turned to her salad and began violently stabbing it as hard as the plastic fork would allow. You didn’t bother reminding Beck of your coffee order; after all, he’d been your boyfriend for almost three years. He knew what to do. 
You were broken out of your reverie by Tori asking Jade if she could have a cucumber from her salad. Jade glared at her frenemy. “No,” She snapped. Tori pouted, sticking her lower lip out. “C’mon, I just want an itty-bitty piece of cucumber,” Tori whined. Jade rolled her eyes, then picked up her entire salad, aiming it at Tori. Tori shrieked, ducking for cover. Andre immediately grabbed his backpack, ready to make a run for it. Cat was oblivious, eating her pizza without a care in the world. Robbie let out a whimper. You just watched, waiting to see what your beautiful girlfriend was going to do. 
Much to your amusement, she didn’t throw the salad at Tori. She chucked her half-eaten salad directly at Rex, and by extension, Robbie. The salad hit the two of them, landing with soggy splat. Robbie’s jaw hung open, his eyes wide. Jade glared at him. “That’s for calling my girlfriend babe,” She snarled. Robbie glared back at her, then immediately cowered away from her when he realized what he’d done. Without another word, he grabbed his backpack and his puppet and hightailed it away from the table. 
Andre and Tori laughed. You snickered, which brought a small smile to Jade’s flawless face. Jade raised an eyebrow at them. “I think you should leave,” She said, her tone matter of fact. Andre was well aware that when Jade used that tone, she wasn’t asking- she was telling. “Alright,” He acquiesced. “See you guys in Sikowitz’s class,” He stood, but Tori stopped him, furrowing her brows once more. “Why do we have to leave?” The songstress complained. Jade’s smirk sharpened. “Because,” She drawled. “While I no longer have a salad to throw at you, I have these,” With that statement, she whipped a pair of scissors out of one of her boots. 
Tori had a look of absolute horror on her face as she fled the table, with Andre following close behind her shouting, “Why’d you hafta ask why?!” Cat followed behind them, gleefully proclaiming, “Weee! I love running!” You giggled, pressing a soft kiss to Jade’s lips. “Wanna tell me the real reason you scared everyone away?” You asked, your voice teasing. Jade’s perfect lips curled into a soft smirk. “Maybe I just want to spend time alone with my boyfriend and girlfriend,” She replied, shifting so that you could pull her closer, your legs brushing against hers, then finally entwining. You pressed a hand to your chest, your voice playfully mocking. “Jade West, whatever do you plan on doing with me?”
Jade’s gorgeous face lit up, her smile roguish. “Oh, I plan on doing a lot with you,” She murmured. Your cheeks flushed, and you nudged her. “Oh yeah? Like what?” You teased, your lips brushing gently over the shell of her ear. She shivered. “Maybe when Beck gets back… We can go to the janitor's closet and ditch fifth period,” You suggested. Jade’s cheeks flushed, the redness contrasting quite lovely with the paleness of her skin. Her smile was uncharacteristically shy. “I’d like that,” She replied softly. 
Beck returned, balancing three coffee cups. “Where’d everyone go?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow at the blush on Jade’s cheeks. You reached for your coffee, taking a quick sip. “That’s not of importance right now,” You replied, a devilish smirk appearing on your face. Beck’s other eyebrow rose; he knew when you had that look on your face, trouble wasn’t far behind. “Oh yeah?” He asked, handing Jade, who looked rather flustered, her coffee. “Then what is of importance right now?” 
Your smirk grew and you glanced over at Jade, who was squirming in her seat. “The important thing right now is that our girl has some needs that need to be taken care of.” You replied. A matching smirk flashed over Beck’s face. He turned to Jade. “Is that so?” He looked unbelievably smug. How could he not be, when he knew that he was about to fuck two of the most gorgeous girls? “Well, babe. How about we move this somewhere else? Wouldn’t wanna give anyone a show, would we?” 
You shrugged, your eyes glinting playfully. “What if I would?” You teased. Beck’s eyes darkened, and Jade whimpered in the background. Beck set his cup of coffee down and pulled you to him, his hands gripping your hips tightly once more. “Fuck the janitor’s closet,” Beck’s voice was low and gravelly. “We’re ditching for the rest of the day. I’ll give you and Jade a show you won’t soon forget.” 
Jade stood on shaky legs, and you and Beck pulled her in close, so that you formed a small circle. Jade’s fingers ran up and down your leg, causing you to shiver. “I don’t doubt that,” Jade smirked. “Never had a reason to complain before.” You nodded in agreement. Beck growled lowly, moving one of his hands to grip one of Jade’s hips as well. “I’ve got no complaints on my end either,” Beck remarked, his dark brown eyes practically pitch black with lust. “Now get your sweet asses to the truck so we can get to the RV, and I can fuck you both into the mattress until the sun comes up.”
You grinned slyly at him, then glanced at Jade. “Can I fuck Jade into the mattress, too? You can watch.” Jade shifted slightly, letting out a soft whine. She loved that idea, and it was obvious Beck did too, as he pulled you into a bruising kiss. You nipped at his lower lip, eliciting a low moan from him. “Get to the truck now,” Beck growled. “I’m gonna call us in sick. I want both of you in the truck and ready to go by the time I get back.”
“I’m already ready to go,” Jade grinned. Beck let out a soft groan. “Let me go call us in sick, stop tempting me.” Jade’s grin sharpened, and she collected the abandoned coffee cups. “We’re most certainly going to need energy to go until the sun rises,” Jade shrugged innocently. Beck grinned, then hurried back to the school. The lunch period was long over, but the fun was just about to begin. 
“Don’t take too long, or we’ll start without you!” You called after him. Jade laced her fingers with yours, and the two of you began walking to the truck. Her smirk would have made the devil proud. “I like the way you think.” 
You grinned at her. “And I like the way you taste.” Jade’s cheeks flushed once more. “Ditto. I like the way you taste. Now stop talking, or we’re really going to have to start without Beck.” She grunted, opening the door for you. You pressed a soft kiss to her lips in thanks, then slid into the car. Jade joined you seconds later, resting her head on your shoulder. You wrapped an arm around her to pull her closer. She inhaled deeply, then snuggled closer. 
The driver’s side door opened, and Beck slid in. “We’re all set,” He told you and Jade. His dark eyes glinted with the promise of pleasure and love. “Are you ready?” Jade made a soft noise of affirmation. You grinned back at him, your eyes twinkling. “Always.” You replied. 
Beck’s smile widened. “Then let’s get this show on the road.”
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