#[whoever gets this quotes reference gets a cookie!]

[incorrectpokernight2]

The Group is at Claptrap’s house, coming together to make pies after a long game of Texas Hold ‘Em Sam: Ohhhh we each get our own oven? Claptrap: …N-No… Claptrap, laughing: How many ovens do you think I have??? Sam, motioning to the kitchen: Three, I thought! Brok: I see a- Claptrap, motioning to one device: This is a microwave. Sam: Oh, well I- Claptrap: Hey, wait wait, actually- hang on- fiddles with the buttons on the microwave Claptrap, amazed: Its got a bake setting! Ash: Ohoho, you learn something new every day! Max: Do we- Do we roshambo for who gets to pick first? Claptrap: Now I’ve discovered more ovens than I thought, we don’t have to roshambo nothin’! Claptrap: I am someone who owns four ovens… Claptrap, louder and way too happy: I am someone… who owns FOUR OVENS… GLaDOS, motioning to another appliance: This appliance here too seems to also be a subset of an oven, commonly called a toaster oven— Claptrap: Sam: Ohhh, toasty boy! Four- Five ovens! Claptrap: Claptrap, ecstatic: I AM A CLAPTRAP UNIT WHO OWNS FIVE OVENS!

[fionacle]

I like all the stuff that depicts him having started out still nice as a ghost, but seriously good point how the hell did he get to sadistic

The thing is, Snatcher’s lore is kinda contradictory in canon. Everything in the main game points to Vanessa having been horrible to him and generally a bad person. When her mom died her main concern was that he couldn’t call her his princess anymore! Then she got jealous because he had a girl friend (not girlfriend) and assumed they must have been doing romance stuff, or at the very least just wanted him to himself, so when he came home she chained him up in the basement. There’s lots of stuff that could have killed him down there: starvation, some sort of infection (since in present-day times the basement’s floor is flooded and maybe it was then so he’d have been in water for too long, that’s a thing right?), etc. (info taken from diary entries, story book, and just her mansion in the game) But through Death Wish DLC we learn, at least in my opinion, he likely died from the cold: “You might think the embrace of death is the coldest thing there is, but I can tell you from experience, it’s not.” We also learn from the DLC he really did love Vanessa in case anyone had confusion over that, and he absolutely knew she wasn’t entirely a pretty innocent princess, from these lines (everything in this post is from memory so it could be a little off): “I’ve got an old friend living all by herself, you should pay her a visit! Her cookies are to DIE for!” “Ugh, you should have SEEN her back in the day! Like dynamite with a laser beam, y’know?” (also in canon was he making a queen reference or just saying that. he makes two song references one here to killer queen by queen and the other to gas gas gas by whoever made that one. do irl bands exist in the ahit universe.) But anyway yeah backstory and stuff collection.

HOWEVER! The Vanessa’s curse DLC seems to forget a lot of what makes Snatcher, Snatcher. I won’t talk a lot about it because I don’t wanna bully his VA it’s awesome what we’ve gotten, and this isn’t even lore related, but the delivery of Snatcher’s lines in this DLC iirc is just really different, his voice isn’t the same. This isn’t necessarily a lack of care or whatever, it just shows it was that long since his original appearance and consistency wasn’t their main goal. But for the lore stuff, I’m actually gonna look this up because I really don’t think about Vanessa’s Curse that much (thought it seems fun) so I can’t even quote this half right on my own. “All on that cursed day! Look, it’s complicated, but she didn’t have to treat me that way.” ‘It’s complicated’? What does that mean? To me, it implies some sort of fault on his part. He did something bad that made it complicated. Maybe saying he really did cheat on her or whatever and he’s just upset she took her revenge too far. Like, what? You can’t just give us such a juicy line but leave out all of the fruit. Glass of water and we gotta guess the intended flavor. Vanessa’s curse does add some more insight into their relationship, though! Some lines just confirm yeah he came home and she went crazy and locked him up and froze the citizens whatever. But what I’m interested in are the lines that show he knew her. First, I’m always surprised whenever I revisit the idea that he actually loved her like that. Obviously he did?? But it’s still somehow weird idk?? “I was her prince, and she was, she was my princess. Everything was going so so well, or so I thought.” But oh he noticed something was wrong! “Never left the house. Lonely and cold, like the winters of subcon. Paranoid and anxious. Turned her back on others. I never understood. It wasn’t long before she turned against her people.” But anyway I just like hearing how he knew her well it’s cute I guess idk so here’s that it counts as lore to me: “I’ve lived long enough with her to tell you this: she’s a cleaning freak! She’s got way too many gold crowns. She has one for every day of the week. No, every day of the year!” What’s so jarring about it to me is seeing that they were, at least somewhat, an actual functioning couple!

And finally something that struck me while watching Vanessa’s Curse stuff to write this out:

(Linking my own separate post with the clip since you can’t put videos in reblogs)

BABE ARE YOU TELLING ME VANESSA WAS CORRUPTED OR POSSESSED OR SOMETHING. ARE YOU TELLING ME ALL OUR JUICY OBSESSION-BASED TRAGIC (Shakespeare play kinda meaning of the word) RELATIONSHIP WAS ACTUALLY BASED IN EVIL RED MAGIC FUCKING UP VANESSA. BECAUSE I SWEAR TO GOD IF THAT’S WHAT THIS MEANS,

Ok I need someone to actually explain it to me because

I love seeing this it's my favorite trope and snatcher does it beautifully but

when he was alive he just gave the vibe alone that he was the nicest guy around subcon, and not like Vanessa who behind the scenes was instead a big jealous toxic person,no, he seemed nice and he probably was nice, I am convinced that snatcher used to be super sweet.

But then you see at his present version and it makes you wonder...what happened dude. Because YES Vanessa killed him and he was hurt but what happened for him to act so evil, not even evil, so sadistic.

because he doesn't seem corrupted, he doesn't seem to HAVE a reason why he does this unlike the conductor or dj grooves, or he's corrupted like the goats in the alpine skyline

No, this guy exists, and is evil, for no reason. I might as well think he's doing this for FUN.

Because there's no way this guy is doing all of the things he did in ahit and seal the deal for a reason, that guy was definitely there and torturing a little kid for his own entertainment.

So, what happened for a sweet prince, to end up like snatcher? Something must have happened because I don't understand it

Vanessa is reasonable, like I get it. She was always kinda like that, but the prince??? Dude could have just hated Vanessa and kept himself in peace as a ghost but now WHY IS HE EATING SOULS AND TORTURING A KID WITH DEATH WISHES?

he's the BEST good guy becomes evil trope and I LOVE him for that, you go noodle boy, but what the fuck happened to you.

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Marinette: If Adrien ends up turning Goth, I will not go goth for him!

(Looks at Adrien)

Marinette: (sighs in defeat) Yes I would

[incorrectbnhavillainsworld]

what happened to the other mods?

I killed them and ate their livers.

- Admin Skeptic

[foxy-pawsy]

Phone conversation between Tai and Qrow while he's drunk.

Tai: "Qrow, it's Tai-"

Qrow: "You sell ties?!

No! It's Tai. Hey, are the girls with you? I can't reach Ruby or Yang on their scrolls.

What a coincidence! Those are my nieces names.

Of course they are! Are they there with you!?

Mmmhmmm! They're here with me right now! They're here visiting me!

Can you put them on the phone!?

Mmhmm!

I wanna talk to them!

Oh, I love to talk to them too! *hangs up* Ruby! Yang!"

[purplesurveys]

1029

[found at: zelthie]

What were you doing before you got on the computer? I took a long-ass shower after the humid nightmare that was today.

Is there anything you really want right now? I wish I had some pastry to go with my iced coffee. I miss my studying sessions at coffee shops :( and it’s not like I’ll get to have them again once Covid is over, because I’m not even in school anymore. Sigh. Also, a longer weekend. I can hardly believe it’s Sunday again tomorrow, and that after that will be Monday again. I love my work, but I also want to reeeeeeeeest.

What's the best gift you've ever gotten? Probably the front-row concert tickets my dad got me for Paramore. Outside of my parents, I really appreciated the scrapbook Gabie made for me three years ago. It turned out to be the first and only handmade gift she’d ever make for me, so I think of it fondly.

What's a song you think the world needs to listen to? Idk, people have different tastes and so it may not be possible to name a song that would successfully appeal to everybody.

Has there ever been a person you regret ever being friends with? As much as I like to firmly believe that regretting friendships should be avoided as much as possible because those people made me happy at one point, I’ve got nothing nice to say about Marielle.

Do you think you have a good understanding on love? I don’t know anything anymore.

You just discovered a new color! What would you name it? No thanks, please don’t ask me to be creative any time of the day.

What's your favorite ice cream flavor? Cookies and cream, and recently, chocolate chip cookie dough.

What do you want to do on your honeymoon? I have not had one but should I do, I’d love to go somewhere non-beachy for a change.

What's one thing you remember learning in school? Spelling difficult words. English (the language, not literature) was my favorite subject in middle school and I always liked the pop spelling quizzes we had. There are some words I could still remember getting wrong, like ‘rendezvous’ and ‘coup d’etat’ but I was always excited about learning their correct spellings so that I could start using them on my own time as well.

Are you more of a cat or dog person? Dog for sure.

How do you want to be remembered by people? [trigger warning] Idk. Whenever I think about...leaving, I always also think about leaving some kind of note instructing whoever’s in charge of stuff to keep things hushed, because I don’t want the whole thing to be a big deal and for it to spread. I don’t really want to be remembered for anything.

Do you like road trips? Yaaaaaaaaas. As long as I’ve got the right playlist that’s also long enough as well as several seasons of Friends, I’d be good to go.

Do you think Medical Marijuana should be legalized? I haven’t read much about it and that topic in general is still widely taboo over here, but I personally have nothing against it.

If you were forced to dye your hair another color, what color would you get? Brown.

Excited for anything? My first paycheck :D :D

What do you think of your parent(s)? They’re doing their best.

Are your grandparents dead? Just one.

What celebrity do you think should have never become famous? Amber Heard and the Paul brothers.

What's your favorite thing to do online? Watch stuff on YouTube. These days I’ve been revisiting wrestling again so I’ve been watching loads of matches and promos I enjoyed throughout my teenage years. I’m scared to dip my toes into today’s content though, because I barely know anyone anymore and there would be a lot of storylines I’d have to get acquainted with; but idk, I might get there someday.

Are you glad George W. Bush is out of office? I didn’t know his presidency all that well because I was way too young when he was still in office. Apparently he’s not very popular.

If you could appear on any TV show, what show would you choose? I’ve always wanted to try out The Amazing Race. I was definitely hooked to that show as a kid.

What does your full name look like without the letters t,a,i,o,e,l,n or s? Rby.

Your mood summed up into one word? Emotionless. I’m literally not feeling anything at the moment, but this is still a lot better than being miserable so I’ll take it.

How often do you talk to other people about the weather? Only when we’re experience extremes, like if it’s painfully, annoyingly hot out or if there’s a bad typhoon. Otherwise I try to find something else to talk about.

Are you doing anything else besides taking this survey right now? Nope, my full attention is on here.

What's a name you wouldn't mind having? At this point, I’ve learned to be okay with my name and don’t feel the need to whine about it anymore.

What's your favorite thing to wear that you own? My mom jeans or denim jacket.

What do you think of Barbie dolls? Boring, mostly. I grew up with boys, so we had more toys marketed for boys and those are what I ended up liking more.

When you were little, did you ever want to go to Disneyland? Not really.

Do you currently have a job? What kind of job do you *want* to have? I do. I’m already in the job/career I had wanted and aimed to be in.

What do you like to do on your free time? Being on YouTube, playing with my dogs, surveys, eating.

What's your relationship with your parents like? With my mom, it’s permanently strained after years of verbal and emotional abuse, but at some point I just learned to live with the trauma – it’s like, we get along these days and we barely get into screaming matches anymore, but at the back of my head I’m still constantly reeling from the hurt she had put me through when I was younger.

My dad and I act like each other’s buddies, but we silently look out for one another. For example he’ll sometimes make a plate of corndogs just for me while I’m at work, and that’s his way of saying “Are you ok? Here, have this. I’m worried about you” without ever having to say it to my face.

Do you own any pets? Yes, I’ve got two dogs.

How many places have you traveled to? Six countries and all over my own country, except Mindanao.

Do you own a cell phone? If so, what kind? iPhone 8.

What are your goals for the future? For things to fall into place, whatever that would bring me.

What's your favorite kind of drink? Just plain old cold water, or coffee.

Did you ever get into the Twilight saga craze? What about the Harry Potter craze? I was (and am, heheh) into Twilight; I wasn’t into Harry Potter.

Where is your mind at: The Past, the Present, the Future, or all around? My mind tends to make space for all three of these.

What's a really good movie you've seen recently? I haven’t seen any films recently but I am planning to watch Ammonite, which I have high hopes and expectations for.

Are you happy where you are right now? Career-wise, yes. As for everything else...could be a little better.

What's the first thing you thought in your head when you woke up today? AHHHHHHH SATURDAY.

If your best friend confessed that they can see the future, you would...? Ask how they were able to get such an ability.

Write a random quote that comes to your head: I’ve been watching Friends all day so the first set of quotes I thought of upon reading this question was, “I just don’t want to face three failed marriages.” “At what point did you think this was a successful marriage?” hahahahaha.

What's your opinion on milk chocolate? Like it, but sometimes can be too sweet.

What about Dark Chocolate? I don’t like dark chocolate bars themselves – too bitter; but I don’t mind it being incorporated in other sweets, like cookies that have dark chocolate bits.

You do know that white chocolate isn't even really chocolate, right? Yes. But it’s my favorite kind.

Do you get annoyed when surveys mention a band you've never heard of? If they mention it excessively or if they name too many unfamiliar bands, then I’m likely to get annoyed, yeah. But I skim through potential surveys anyway, so if I observe that a survey has too many music references I can’t relate to then I just don’t take it.

What's your opinion about Katy Perry's song "I kissed a girl"? Cool song and ahead of its time tbh, but she has so many other better singles.

What's your least favorite pizza topping? Pepperoni, beef, and pineapples.

What would you do if you discovered the US was now drafting for the war? Don’t care.

Are you even living in America, or are you from another country? Bingo for the latter.

What's your favorite social website? Twitter.

Do you believe in heaven? If so, what's it like? If not, why? No. I associate heaven with gods or higher beings, so believing in it would just kill the point of being atheist. I do like to find comfort in some sort of afterlife where I’m not in pain and am reunited with all my loved ones, though. I don’t necessarily believe in it, but it’s just comforting to think about and makes death a lot less scary.

What's your favorite video game? Super Smash Bros. Brawl would probably be my all time favorite. I do plan to get Super Smash Bros. Ultimate for the Switch, so that might get dethroned soon.

In your opinion, is Bzoink the best place to find fun surveys? Yes.

What's your opinion of high school? It only got fun once I found the right friends. Without them, I’m sure my experience would have been miserable.

Do you prefer the country or city? City.

Texting: Is it fun, evil, boring, or none of the above? It can be all of these things depending on the context of the conversation.

What email service do you use for your main (or only) email account? I’m mainly on Gmail. I have an Outlook account that’s still active, but I’ve been listing it less and less for social media sites.

What's your favorite dumb pick-up line? I don’t do pick-up lines, really. I find the entire concept pretty lame.

What are your plans for the next 48 hours? I got hooked to Friends again, so I’ll probably continue watching for the whole of tomorrow. For Monday, I’ll be at work again.

Did you ever read "Captain Underpants" when you were little? Yes. I lovedddd those books, but I always had to read them in secret (my cousin owned the books and I just asked to borrow) because my mom disapproved of them. My favorites were the Flip-O-Rama sections.

What's better: The old Cartoon Network, or the new one? Or do you not care? I’m not aware of the new version, so that leaves me with one choice. Generally, though, Cartoon Network was my least favorite channel out of the big 3 of kids’ channels.

Disney Channel shows are all pretty cheesy, aren't they? The ones they air today are, but maybe I’m just saying that because I’m already outside of their target demographic.

What's your opinion on the Jonas Brothers? I can’t think of a reason to dislike them. They’ve always been likeable, whether as individuals or as a band.

What are some of your favorite singers/bands? Beyoncé, Paramore, Hozier, alt-J, Coldplay, Against Me!, The Japanese House are the main favorites I like mentioning.

Why do the lead singers in bands always get the most recognition?! Probably because they’re the ones mainly heard. I always recognize all the members in my favorite bands, though.

Did you ever believe in the Tooth Fairy? I did, but when I didn’t receive any money  after placing my tooth under my pillow, my hopes and belief got shattered pretty quickly.

What's your favorite type of weather? Cold, cloudy, and rainy.

What's your opinion on reading books? I think it’s great when people are able to find the time to read books, and lots of them. I wish I didn’t grow out of it.

You're given a chance to act in a Hollywood Blockbuster! Would you accept? Nope.

What it if it was a movie directed by Tim Burton?(He directed Sweeney Todd) He ranks pretty low for me. He’s a great director and I respect his craft, but his filmography is not a personal favorite of mine.

How do you feel about Taco Bell? I wish I can have it more often, but we only have two branches in the Philippines and they are both far away.

Are you hungry right now? I can honestly go for a snack right now :/ Like chicken tenders or pad thai. I’m super tempted to order from Grab since I have more than enough cash on me, but I don’t want to be irresponsible with my money so very early on lol

How often do you go on to Youtube? Everyday, and most of everyday.

It's possible to be addicted to anything... What are you addicted to? Curry.

What's your opinion of Wallgreens? Unfamiliar.

Back when Spongebob Squarepants was famous, were you interested in it? Yes, it was my favorite cartoon.

What's your dream pet? Dogs.

You see a mermaid while relaxing on the beach with friends. What now? Think that it’s probably a social experiment and let them be.

Who's been your favorite teacher growing up, and why? My music teacher always gave amazing life advice alongside her lessons, and she was so graceful and so classy and she simply invited respect everywhere she went. I’ve always wanted to be like her.

When you were little, did you ever like Pokemon? Yes. I watched the anime and collected Pokemon pogs and cards. My cousin had a lot of the video games and I’d watch him play those, while my sister had a couple of Pokemon books that explained each Pokemon.

How often do you get headaches? These days, everyday. Hahaha work is super hectic.

Do you have any songs stuck in your head right now? If so, what? Saw You In A Dream by The Japanese House.

[alwaysanotherrainbow]

Peonies

After Remus says something worrying at the dinner table, Roman surprises him with a gift, but the former’s not exactly sure how to handle the gesture. He’s also got to tell Roman something really important.

Characters/ships: remrom (established and romantic), Patton and Virgil mention

Warnings: this fic deals with an eating disorder. Please don’t ignore this warning. If this will upset you, please do not read. Self-deprecating talk, implied past intervention with a different character that didn’t go great

Notes: Hopeful ending. Reference isn’t really made explicit to Remus and Roman being siblings, but that is my headcanon. This is a vent-fic; it’s okay to reblog, but please tag the triggers!

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Remus gazed at the peony in his hand.

Early summer always had that association for them, when the peonies would seemingly resurrect from mulch and soil, and blossom into beautiful cloud-like flowers. The colors danced in his mind even now- the most delicate pink one could imagine, white bright enough to make the first snows look dull, and the stunning magenta ones. Those were Roman’s favorites, and those were the ones which he had given him, and they really ought to match that warmth in the air and the sound of cicadas outside, but... 

He wished Thomas would go inside, he thought with a shiver. The Mindscape had a nasty tendency to pick up on the weather outside. The peony should have brought back nostalgia, or anything other than Is it bad that I’m not more excited? and I’ve gotta apologize to him, I’m not even looking him in the eyes.

“I noticed you’re not feeling well,” the prince said apologetically. “It’s... concerning.”

“No need to feel that way! I say fucked-up stuff all the time, it’s what I do.”

“Patton didn’t mean to make you feel bad, you know. I’m not saying that you’re overreacting! It’s just that he didn’t mean it badly, he just asked if you wanted a second cookie.”

“Yeah, I know, I just wasn’t hungry-” I’m begging you, please don’t say it-

“You said, and I quote-”

“’Look at my figure, I clearly don’t need it,’ yes, I said that, made everyone uncomfortable, Patton asked if I was okay, Virgil looked like he was ready to cry. Profuse apologies all around. I know.”

“And I know that people talk that way, like, all the time,” Roman said, with a bit of levity in his voice that tried to disguise that fear that Remus could spot in an instant. “But just because people do that doesn’t mean it’s good.”

“I know, I know, I’m just morbid.”

“What if Thomas said that?”

God, even the thought was terrifying. “That’s different! It’s Thomas.”

“Right. I’d want him to feel better. I don’t know, it kind of got me thinking, I wanted to try to cheer you up, because what if you really feel that way about yourself?”

“Of course I don’t,” he said, but a wave of nausea rocked through him. He was brutal honesty for Thomas, and he was brutally honest with himself, so even the idea of lying to someone that shared his heart that much just hurt. “Well, I do. Kind of- don’t get worried.” Yeah, that’ll stop him from worrying. Great job. “But...” 

(Don’t you see I’m trying to make sure you’ll be okay?)

“...you’re not gonna like the truth. I want to tell you, honestly, I do, but...” Remus sighed.

“Would it help to tell me?”

“Yeah. But if you get hurt, then what?”

“Maybe it’ll hurt to hear, but I’ll like not being able to help you even less.”

“I mean- okay, let me try this a different way. Look at me, would you really want to be with someone like me?”

Roman gave him his hand to help him steady himself. Remus hadn’t even been aware that he was feeling a horrible vertigo descend upon him. As he gazed at his love’s hand, he saw a ring of green gold.

“I made a vow in the Chapel of the Mind-Palace because I want to be with you.”

Roman settled down next to him. He held him, not as if he’d shatter (oh, Remus would have hated that), but rather, as the steady, kind presence that the Duke committed to memory when he woke up in the morning.

“To make a long story short... I kind of have a problem. Like, a really bad one.”

“Oh?”

“I’m bulimic, Roman.”

Saying that felt like getting a mace to the ribs, but- wait. Wait, that was the first time he said it out loud. He wanted to swear at himself, the first time he told anyone that he had this problem, it had to be his soulmate and it had to be on a day where the peonies were in blossom and the crickets were chirping outside and everything was supposed to be perfect-

Taking one look at Roman’s face, a panic seized him and he tried his best to cover things up again. 

“You have bulimia?” he asked too softly.

“Honestly, it’s a long, depressing history. Virgil knows, and he tried his best to help, but it’s not something that you’d like to hear about, believe me- don’t look at me like that, love, I’m trying to save you from me here, I don’t need you to look at me like you’re gonna try and save me, too.”

“I know it’s not a question of being ‘saved’,” cried Roman, in a voice that told Remus ‘holy shit, you just told him and everything’s about to hit the goddamn fan’. “It’s a question of you feeling better, that’s all.”

“But this is all my fault-”

“Remus, it’s an illness. It’s not like it’s something that you brought down upon yourself. But I want you to feel better.”

“I know. And I feel awful for bringing it up. You don’t think of me the way that I think of me. I hate it so much and I don’t know why I can’t just eat food like a normal person, you know? Or even look at myself like a normal person would. And I mean, everyone else looks fine, they don’t need to change, it’s just when it comes to me, I look like shit, and I feel like shit and...”

Roman was silent, trying to grasp anything about what Remus was talking about, trying to understand.

“And I don’t know what to do from here, or how you’ll think of me or if you’ll say it’s my fault, or what everyone will say or what to do if I start to get better but fuck up, and I know I can’t put all of that onto you because you aren’t experts in this, but I need help and I need help and I-”

He managed to stop himself from full-on breaking down, but once he managed to catch his breath again and keep from getting dizzier, he was able to actually grasp what he had just said. He needed help. That was... right, he needed help, and he had said so himself.

“Are you okay for now?” Roman asked, gently but not condescendingly.

“For now.. I’m okay.”

“I don’t have an answer to all those questions,” said Roman sadly. “I can tell you that I don’t think of you any differently, that you’re still the wonderful person I fell in love with, that this isn’t your fault. But as for the other things... I don’t know what to do.”

“Right.” 

“But it’s one of the first things you learn when you’re a prince. If you can’t help, you’ve got to find someone who can.” Roman gazed at him. “How about the Characters?”

“The... oh, like Remy and Dad Guy-”

“And Dr. Picani. The therapist. I mean, he’s got a degree in how to help, and- ah!”

Remus had hugged him. Roman embraced him back. 

A half-hour passed by, but if he was pressed to recall it, neither of them thought that he could. Little fragments came back, like Roman sobbing into a pillow, Remus sobbing into the same pillow, an in-depth discussion about what to do if someone asked questions, and one of them remembering that they had planned to call Dr. Picani. Remus made the call, Roman held his hand, and by the time that he managed to say “3:00 on Tuesday sounds good, thank you,” he had calmed down enough to take a sip or two of some tea as Dr. Picani told him about the setup of a therapy session.

Two hours later, they were resting together in their bed, a date on a calendar marked, a letter to the other Sides written out, and the peonies in a crystal vase on their nightstand.

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Thanks for reading. I hope that everything’s going all right with you, wherever or whoever you are.

-alwaysanotherrainbow

[pocminiseries]

Call My Name

New Challenge.

"Mrs. Scott informed me to highly recommend you for this job." He mentioned, glancing up from the file that sat on his desk. "That's impressive." He added, smiling at the beautiful woman who sat in the chair in front of his desk.

Brooklyn returned the smile, rubbing her slightly sweaty hands on her navy blue jumpsuit. "Yeah, it was a great learning experience to work beside her." She told him truthfully. The older woman has been a first-grade teacher for over thirteen years and one of the best in the city. So when she got a chance to pick where she'd do her internship, Southside Hill Private School was easily her first choice because of the opportunity to work with Mrs. Scott.

Mr. Torres nodded his head, understanding what she meant completely. "But I'm curious as to why you chose to work for public school and not private. Southside actually pays more and have better benefits. Especially with a resume like yours, you would've been hired easily."

"Honestly, I just feel like children who go to public school deserve great teachers as well. Besides, it's where I've gotten my education. Plus, I do this because I have a love for being a teacher, not the money." Brooklyn loved working with children, which is why she chose to be a first-grade teacher.

"I see. Well if that's the case....you're hired." Beamed Mr. Torres, standing up from his chair to congratulate her. 

Brooklyn stared at the man in surprise. "Really? Just like that?" She gaped, not expecting to be hired on the spot like this.

"Just like that. We really needed a teacher as soon as possible, like starting tomorrow as possible." He explained, scratching the back of his neck. "Today is the last day that Ms. Stone will be teaching the class that you will be taking over."

Brooklyn eyed him curiously. "Why is she leaving so suddenly?"

"Well, you see....class 43B can be a bit, how can I say this? Challenging?" He guessed, struggling to find the nicest word to describe the students.

Brooklyn made a face, looking away, finding his words suspicious. "How so?" She questioned, pressing for more answers.

"Huey, Dewey, and Louie." He stated simply, hoping she'd get what characters he was referring too.

"You mean like Donald Duck's nephews?" She giggled, once she figured out his reference. 

"So a mischievous group is why she's leaving?""Sadly and the one before has done the same." He revealed. "We've been through two teachers in the last five months and hopefully you're the one for the job." He was hoping, praying that Brooklyn could handle the three little boys who had a habit for tormenting the students and teachers.

"That bad huh?" She smiled to herself as Mr. Torres nodded his head. "If that's the case, I can't wait to meet them." There wasn't much that Brooklyn couldn't handle and if this trio was as bad as he claimed to be, then she was up for a challenge.

Mr. Torres sighed, placing his hands into his pocket. "It's recess, so I'll introduce you to the other two first grade teachers. Follow me." He instructed her, making his way towards his office door.

Grabbing her purse, Brooklyn stepped out first as Mr. Torres opened the door and waited for him to lead the way. "If you ever need anything and I'm not available, just call up to the office and Ms. Allen or Ms. Bell will help you." He informed her, pointing at the women who sat behind the counter smiling at the two of them.

Brooklyn politely waved and continued to follow Mr. Torres out of the front office and down the hall. Her eyes wandered all over the colorful painting that graced the walls that were obviously done by children. Numerous tri-fold boards sat on top of the tables that sat in front of the library about books that the older kids have done reports on. It got her all giddy inside seeing their beautiful minds explore and come to life from all the color and unique ways each board was designed.

"Each hall has different grade levels. Hall A is kindergarten, Hall B is first grade, where your classroom will be located, C is second grade and so forth and so on." He explained, pointing at each hall. "Some even have their own unique names. Like Mr. Graham calls his class the Go-Getters. His students tend to have the best grades."

Brooklyn chuckled at that, taking everything in as they approached the playground. Her eyes immediately landed on a group of what she assumed to be teachers talking among themselves while they kept a close eye on the children.

"Ms. Cole, Mr. Matthews this is Ms. Monroe, she'll be taking over for Whitney." He introduced everyone, Brooklyn taking notice in the shared look the teachers gave at the mention of Whitney.

The straight raven-haired Asian woman was the first to step up, holding out her hand towards Brooklyn. "You can just call me Jade and this is Ryan." She smiled warmly as both women shook hands. The male beside her eyeing Brooklyn like she was a piece of steak. 

"Don't mind him, he's a bit of a flirt," Jade said, slapping Ryan on the back of the head to snap him out of his daze.

"Brooklyn."

"Where is Whitney by the way?" Mr. Torres asked, looking around for the fiery redhead.

"Here." A soft voice said from behind them. Brooklyn turned away to see a tall, pretty woman with a clearly growing belly. "I was just using the ladies room." She grinned at everyone, her eyes landing on a new face.

"Ms. Stone, meet Ms. Monroe, she'll be taking over for you."Whitney gave Brooklyn a sympathetic smile, patting her shoulder softly. "Did he tell you about the infamous trio?"

"Yeah. Are they really that bad?" Frowning at everyone as they all nodded their heads, Brooklyn sighed and look towards the playground.

"I wouldn't have resigned if I wasn't six months but dealing with them is too stressful and that's the last thing that I need." She explained, rubbing her growing belly. "Be careful and well aware of everything Ms. Monroe. Those boys are always up to no good."

"We know it may be hard to believe but it's true. What they did to Michelle, the first teacher, was just cruel. They knew she had a fear of spiders. So they decided to get Eric, a 4th-grade teachers class pet and plant it in her desk. The lady was so scared she pissed on herself and ran out of the classroom". Revealed Ryan, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Who exactly is in this little trio?" Brooklyn asked, now more determined than ever. Even if it was just children that they were talking about, she hated bullying. It wasn't cute, especially with little kids.

"The one in the blue checkered shirt is Aiden." Following Whitney's pointing finger, Brooklyn spotted a golden-haired boy who was busy running after another boy on the playground. "The one he's chasing is Isaiah." She added as Brooklyn took in the cute brown-skinned boy with two missing teeth.

"And lastly is their "leader", Jaxson." Ryan chuckled, putting up air quotes on the word leader before pointing at a boy who stood at the top of a spiral slide looking over the rest of the playground. She eyed him, finding it funny how he looked as if he was watching over his kingdom.

"He doesn't look like he'd harm a fly," Brooklyn said out loud. He looked so...innocent.Jade snorted. 

"Yeah, don't let his cuteness get to you. He is the main one you really need to watch out for. It's like he can sense your deepest fears and uses it against you."

As if he knew that he was being talked about, Jaxson's eyes suddenly snapped towards the group of adults almost scaring them, causing him to smile at their reactions. But Brooklyn wasn't fazed one bit and he noticed. 

The two had a stare down for a good minute with neither one refusing to back down.

He almost managed to throw her off when he began to grin at her darkly but Brooklyn was no weak bitch. If this little boy thought he was going to scare her away then he had another thing coming.

And Jaxson was going to push every single button that he could.

It was game on.

_______

It was late when Brooklyn found herself with a cart full of school supplies and junk food at her local Walmart.

She had a habit of doing most of her shopping late at night because it was simply easier that way. Plus fewer people. 

Sporting in the casual attire of a simple red tank top and grey sweats, she walked down the junk food aisle, looking for something to ease her sweet tooth.

When she spotted a family sized bag of Hershey's cookies and creme kisses on the top shelf, her heart did a leap. "Why the fuck would they place it on the top shelf?" she mumbled to herself as she stood on her tippy toes to reach for the bag.

After two tries and failing, she had almost given up until a long arm reached out and grabbed the bag, handing it to her. She smiled, turning to thank whoever when her smile faltered at who it was.

"C-christian?" Her eyes looked him over, finding it bit weird at his perfect timing.

"Peaches." His responded, knowing how much she hated the nickname he had given her.

She was quick to decide that there was no point in telling him the obvious because she knew he was going to call her that no matter what. 

"What are you doing here?" She asked stupidly before catching herself.

Christian smirked, looking around them. "Am I not allowed to enter Walmart?"Brooklyn rolled her eyes, placing her candy into her cart. "You know what I meant."

"Have you forgotten that I like shopping late too?" He reminded her. It was something that the two of them did quite a bit back when they were together.

She placed her hands on her wide hips, thinking that it was still way too suspicious how they ended up in the same aisle at the same time. "Are you stalking me or something? Because if so, y-"

"Don't flatter yourself, love." He rudely interjected. "This was purely coincidental, that I promise you."

Brooklyn bit back the words she wanted to say and chose to turn around and leave him there instead. She was clearly bothered by his choice of words for some reason. He really didn't have to cut her off like that.

'Don't flatter yourself', she mocked in her head. 'Stupid accent head ass'

"Are you really running away from me because of what I said?" He chuckled lowly at her retreating form.

"Considering I don't want to be anywhere near you, yes I am." She said over her shoulder, stopping in her tracks. "You have a nice night Christian."

And with that, she decided if she needed anything else, she'd get it tomorrow. She was partially surprised that he didn't try to stop her. Christian hated when she walked away from him. He always made it clear that if she ever had a problem to address him directly like the grown woman she was.

He wasn't too fond of keeping feelings bottled up.

Once she had paid for her things, she looked around the store, trying to spot him but failed to as she made her exit.

She questioned herself for even wanting to see him again.

But that's how it usually was. She always wanted to see him. Even after their "breakup" she still hoped to see him out in public at least. Although she would never admit that to him.

Popping her trunk open, she placed her numerous bagged items inside, not hearing or seeing Christian walk up behind her. Just as she closed her trunk, she almost jumped out of her skin seeing him standing there.

"What the fuck Christian?! I almost swung on your ass!" She barked, holding a hand over her rapidly beating heart.

"Your reflexes are weak, so I highly doubt that." He stated, running a hand through his hair, messing it up a bit on purpose.

"Shut up." He didn't have to expose her like that she thought to herself as she pushed the shopping cart into the corral.

"Come with me." He requested softly, holding out his hand for her to take.

Brooklyn eyed his hand, then his face. "No. Now bye." She declined quickly, moving towards the driver side door.

"Stop running from me." This was the third time that she had did this since he had seen her again. 

She ran away when he barely touched her at the club, then inside of Walmart and now as they stood in the parking lot. It was honestly getting on his nerves because she had no reason to be scared of him.

She knew he was the last person to ever hurt her.

"What do you even want from me Christian? I told you that I don't want anything to do with you."

"And I told you that you that I would always want you!" He snapped back. "This front you putting on is childish because I know you baby."

Brooklyn, refusing to listen to him, hit the unlock button on her keychain. "I-i can't do this right now." She stuttered, barely reaching out to open the door before Christian softly grabbed her arm, stopping her.

She faced him, seeing that look on his face that always made her pussy weep with excitement. He tugged on her hand as he started to walk backward, silently telling her to come with him. Hesitating at first, she finally gave in and allowed him to take her where he wanted.

They walked two rows away from where she parked and stood beside an all black Escalade that was heavily tinted. 

"Get in the backseat." He ordered her, opening the back door.

"Excuse me?" She looked at him stupidly. "Nah, I'm not about to d-"

"Get in." His demanded more heatedly, turning Brooklyn on at the tone of his voice.

"Fine." She mumbled climbing into the seat in the very back. Christian followed behind her, closing the door behind him.

Brooklyn watched him get on his knees in between the space of the two seats in the middle in front of her. She knew very well what was about to happen. They were no strangers when it came to fucking in a car. He has taken her plenty of time in the front and backseat wherever, whenever.

Christian leaned forward with hands placed on either side of her and kissed her cheek softly. "Do me a favor Peaches...." He trailed off, sliding her Nike slides off her feet. She bit into her bottom lip as his hands reached for her sweatpants, tugging them down along with her panties, tossing them in the seat next to her.

"What?" She whispered, letting him pull her down the seat a little more and part her thighs, placing her legs over his shoulders. A hiss escaped passed her lips when he gave her a teasing, long lick over her very wet folds. Her legs trembled as he flicked the tip of his tongue against her sensitive clit causing Brooklyn to moan out loud, gripping the headrest behind her.

"Call my name."

[neelahind]

alright everyone here’s how i feel about vegetables

first of all, i feel like - much like cheesecake manor - of the however many culprits there are, not all of them are on board with what happened. also i have no idea yet what the motive behind the crime is, but i highly doubt we’re investigating a crime born from necessity - there’s something else going on. (walnut thought the same, therefore it must be true!!!)

anyway, on to the evidence:

angel cookie is just being angel. they’re innocent. how many times do we have to go over this? ...well, at the least, this testimony isn’t all that suspicious

cherry blossom cookie is neither suspicious nor off the hook, tbh. she was at the market for food - but so was whoever stole spinach cookie’s vegetables, no?

carrot cookie... well, yeah. this doesn’t prove her innocence though - more on her later

pancake cookie... hmmmmm. i don’t suspect him, but i do feel like he might be vulnerable to getting pulled into a scheme? “you can have these acorn jellies if you carry these vegetables”...

muscle cookie is talking about spinach, i’m pretty sure - see her story. this means muscle came because of spinach, the victim of the crime... his testimony, like cherry blossom’s, isn’t really a suspicious one, though - just not one that lets him off the hook, either

mustard cookie is also like cherry blossom here - her testimony says she’s here to get stuff from the market, which, again, so were the culprits

(side note: i fucking love this testimony)

squid ink cookie... ohhhh boy. so, i’m very 🤔 about them, but in the same way i was 🤔 about bright in cheesecake manor chapter 1 round 1 - very apologetically. first off, they didn’t exactly answer the question. second, it might just be their disposition, but their testimony gives me confession vibes, as well as “was tricked into something” vibes, you know? but trust me i feel AWFUL typing this up

yoga cookie is just vibing. innocent (for now)

matcha cookie oh my god. i honest to god cannot tell whether she’s suspish-shady or just normal matcha shady. she certainly didn’t answer the fucking question so yknow

cherry cookie is chaotic, but innocent (again, for now)

werewolf cookie.... hoooo. okay so my first thought was that 1. he did answer the question, good start and 2. his testimony is like, vague in the same way some others’ are - not great for proving innocence, but not glaringly suspicious either

but then i was talking to an irl friend about it and i realized that like... totally do not quote me on this, but you could read his answer as avoiding the question? like, does “here” refer to the market, or the table he’s sitting down at with walnut? was he trying to get away from everyone before getting to the market because that’s what he does, he’s werewolf cookie, or was he specifically trying to get away from the market? am i reading too far into the cookie game again?

strawberry cookie - okay, at first i wanted to say “strawberry is innocent do not slander her” (though with the same disclaimer of “it’s the first round, nobody’s glaringly obviously suspicious yet), but i realized that it’s like what i said about muscle - strawberry was at the market specifically because of spinach, the victim of the crime

SO ANYWAY, about that clue: walnut found a carrot on the ground by the scene. but i find that clue... interesting. first of all, can we really say it’s suspicious for someone to be eating carrots at the market? remind me what carrot cookie was selling? so if any clue’s a red herring, i feel like it’s this one

...but walnut thinks it’s important! however, i feel like it might not be referring to carrot cookie. again, she was kinda selling carrots, as in, other cookies were buying them. so it could mean carrot, but it could also mean:

cherry blossom, who was at the market to get food (possibly incl. carrots)

muscle, who doesn’t explicitly say he was GETTING vegetables (again, such as carrots), but you’d think he’d be interested in getting some, right?

mustard, who was shopping for wasabi (who might’ve needed carrots, for one reason or another)

squid ink, who explicitly mentioned carrots in their testimony - probably the most likely bet besides carrot cookie herself, tbh

literally anyone, because anyone could’ve gotten carrots

and on that topic, about carrot cookie - as i said i’m suspicious of squid ink (but i feel bad about it), but if they are involved... their testimony also implicates carrot cookie. so, take that how you will

[thenamesreader]

Good In Me AU Character Profile

Aika Kaneshiro- SHSL Musical Artist

Gender: Female

Height: 5′ 5″

Weight: 48 kg (107 lbs)

Birthday: April 16

Chest: 77 cm

Blood Type: A

Likes: Mukuro, Ibuki, music (obviously), cotton candy (sweet things in general actually), and flowers

Dislikes: Bullies, missing homeroom, people disrespecting her profession

Affiliations: Hope’s Peak Academy’s 78th Class, Class 78-A

Appearance: Aika is a light-brown skinned girl with sunflower gold hair and teal eyes. Her school uniform is slightly altered where she has the skirt switched out for pants. She wears the same typical outfit with a brown vest over a white dress shirt with a red ribbon tied around her neck and black flats.

Her casual wear consists of a brown duster, red scarf, white t-shirt, black two-inch boots, and black jeans. There are usually a pair of round brown sunglasses on the top of her head.

Personality: Aika is a kind and cheerful girl despite always making herself sleep-deprived since she likes to stay up to create songs. She’s also somewhat of a hopeless romantic because of her feelings for Mukuro, becoming a complete disaster if she can make her smile or laugh. Like how Mukuro is way out of touch with her emotions, Aika is too in-touch with her emotions. She tends to react before she thinks which has gotten her hurt a few times. They sort of balance each other out, though, with the musician helping Mukuro come out of her shell while Mukuro helps her handle her emotions.

Despite her flaws, she can be silly, charismatic, and filled to the brim with love for everyone.

Talents & Abilities: 

SHSL Music Artist: Aika has always had a passion for music for as long as she could remember. She started performing and playing music as soon as she could walk. Her first instrument was the piano, which she loves to play in her free time along with the guitar. She and Sayaka Maizono tend to compete since they tend to be top on the charts.

Sharp Hearing: Because of her profession, Aika has a more advanced hearing. She can tell voices apart, easily.

Advanced Dexterity: Aika is good with her hands since she plays so many instruments.

History

Early Life

Aika was raised by her father and aunt since her mother left when she was really young. She grew up surrounded by music, her aunt always singing her lullabies or playing different types of instruments for her. She would always wake up to music playing throughout the house. Most of the tv programs she watched were either musicals or music documentaries.

At the age of 4, her aunt started teaching her how to play the piano. She enjoyed it very much and played anytime she could. When she woke up, when she got bored, when she was sad, when she was happy, when she was angry. The piano was her life. After she mastered piano, she taught herself to play guitar and began writing her own songs.

At the age of 13, she found a band called “Black Cherry” and instantly fell in love, listening to their music on repeat. She even started to imitate their music, practicing and practicing until welts covered her hands.

She attended Sixth Black Root Middle School and Black Root High School with Sayaka Maizono. They attended the same classes and were pretty friendly with each other.

She was soon scouted by Hope’s Peak Academy.

Current

Unlike Maizono who did some... unethical things to achieve her dreams, Aika didn’t and worked hard on her own with the support of her father and aunt. She made sure that she got what she wanted the right way.

After the 78th Class Welcoming Ceremony, Aika ran into Ibuki Mioda when she found the music room. After recognizing that Ibuki had been a member of “Black Cherry” and learning that Ibuki had listened to some of her music, they hit it off. Ibuki soon became somewhat of a mentor to her.

A few weeks after meeting her class and her homeroom teacher, Aika bumps into a girl who roomed across to her who introduces herself as Mukuro Ikusaba and Mukuro’s sister, Junko. She found herself, instantly, attracted to Mukuro and very put-off by Junko’s actions, but, was otherwise able to ignore it.

She soon found herself spending more time with Mukuro because of this, much to Junko’s annoyance.

Relationships

Her Father and Aunt

Aika has a very good relationship with her family. She talks about them, fondly, and always says that they would love Mukuro. In her room, she has a picture that sits on her desk of the day before she left for Hope’s Peak with her aunt and father in it as they celebrated her success.

Mukuro Ikusaba

Aika rooms across the hall from Mukuro. After running into her after accidentally sleeping through her alarm, she found herself, quickly, falling head-over-heels for her. This causes the musician to be somewhat protective of her when something happens. Mukuro is the reason she tries to sleep more since they made a deal with each other in order for Mukuro to start eating more.

The two tend to hang out with each other after class in the courtyard and just talk about anything that comes to mind. She expressed her attraction a few times to Mukuro, in more of a joking way, and has asked her to marry her on multiple occasions but never in front of anyone else after the soldier confessed she was unsure how anyone else would perceive it. Aika actually believes it has to do with how Junko would perceive it.

Ibuki Mioda

Aika and Ibuki are pretty much the best of friends. Though, her bond with her fellow musician probably wouldn’t come as close as she does with her class. Aika and Ibuki can be found in Ibuki’s classroom during lunch or the music room when either of them are free and just play music or come up with songs.

Aika is always pretty relaxed around Ibuki, sometimes listening to her upperclassman ramble about things she’s thinking about.

Sayaka Maizono

Aika and Sayaka are constantly competing with each other to see who can top the charts since their two of the top young artists in the country. They're pretty friendly with each other besides that. They tend to mostly tease each other when they see each other in the hallway.

Mikan Tsumiki

Aika tends to visit her a lot because of her bad habits because she’s either sick or she wore her hands out practicing. Because of her sweet nature, Aika tends to give Mikan gifts and help her out against bullies like Hiyoko.

Mikan often doesn’t know how to pay her back so she gives her anpan as thanks.

Makoto Naegi

Makoto and Aika are pretty friendly with each other as well. She has run into him a few times and she believes he is a real sweetheart. Because of his nature, she gave him the nickname of “Kibo”.

Teruteru Hanamura

Aika finds his behavior gross and disgusting and only goes to him for his cooking. She has to give him credit for something if she were to be honest with herself.

Nagito Komeada

Aika finds him... strange. From the few times they’ve interacted, he has commented on how he sees a special future for her. Aika always interprets it as something to do with her music career.

Junko Enoshima

Aika and Junko have an antagonistic relationship. Junko always gets annoyed since Aika has all of Mukuro’s attention. Aika has also witnessed first hand the abuse that gets hurled at Mukuro by her sister. She’s sometimes snapped at Junko because of it. Some of their fights have gotten bad enough that Junko’s stabbed her in the shoulder and threatened her life. Otherwise, she ignores anything that Junko says about her unless it comes to her profession. Most of the comments that come out of Junko’s mouth anyway is something about how Junko feels she’s really important somehow. She also finds Junko’s obsession with despair disturbing. She feels as if she is planning something, but can’t put her finger on what exactly.

Chisa Yukizome

Aika and Chisa have a pretty strong relationship. Aika might not be her student, but Chisa has a soft spot for her. Since Aika tends to visit her classroom a lot, she tends to be warm and friendly towards her. She tends to take a more motherly approach with Aika and considers her an honorary student of Class 77-B.

Kyoko Kirigiri

Aika is acquainted with the detective. She finds her kind of scary, though, because she feels as if she could read her mind.

Quotes

“I’m Aika Kaneshiro, the Super High School Level Music Artist. I’m in Class 78-A. Um, things to know. Not much. I like music and have bad sleeping habits if that’s what you want to know. Or would you like to know more? My favorite color is blue and my favorite flower is a marigold. I also love, love, love cotton candy.”

“Alright! Hold on to your heads- and hold onto your hearts, ladies-because Aika Kaneshiro is here!”

“I’m sorry, Principal Kirigiri! I won’t be late for class again!”

“What’s with this Junko girl on all these magazines? She seems like a brat.” 

“Yeah! Go, Mioda!”

“All women are queens! Anyone who disagrees is a... um. Is a... A loaf of stale bread!”

“I’ve seen a lot of pretty women in my life, but, Mukuro takes the cake.”

“There are only two things I will defend in my life: The love of my life and my music.”

“Hey, Kibo!”

“No pain, no gain!”

“I’m not afraid of some kogyaru! I’ll drop her in a heartbeat!”

“I’ll find whoever burnt Muki’s cookie and make ‘em pay!”

“Hanamura! Stop being a perv!”

“We’re all searching for something that gives us purpose. For me, it was music. Music still gives me purpose, but... I found something else that drives me, too.”

“It’s never too soon in the story for a love confession, Tsumiki! Never!”

Trivia

Her first name, Aika, means “love song” and her last name, Kaneshiro, means “golden castle”

Aika makes a lot of references to IRL bands, such as MCR. 

While playing the piano once, she hits the G-note and starts crying. When asked why she was crying by a fellow classmate passing by, she replies by saying “It just brings back sad memories.” 

Another time, when talking with Maizono, she gets very offended on how she had described her music and replies “I write sins, not tragedies”, an obvious reference to the song by Panic! At The Disco.

She also uses a line from Twenty-One Pilots’ “Stressed Out” in one of her songs.

Aika has many nicknames for Mukuro. She uses “Wolfie” and “Muki” the most, but, she’s called her “Tiger Lily” and “Sarge” on occasion.

Aika is not a fan of British boy bands. She complains that their songs aren’t that different and they all look the same, the only thing being different about them is their names.

She was sent death threats from rabid fans after publicly stating that in an interview.

Aika’s scarf was given to her by her aunt.

Aika did have a brief crush on Sayaka in middle school. She moved on, quickly, though.

Even though she and Junko have a terrible relationship, she wishes she and Junko could be friends in the future.

Aika likes her younger fans better than her older. They’re just so sweet.

Aika’s favorite animal is a cat. She tends to visit Gundham a lot to see the cats he’s found.

[renjiokumura]

Poor, Unfortunate Me: Chapter 3

Ben x Plus Size! African American Reader

Summary: What if Ben didn’t fall in love with Mal? Find out the answer in Poor, Unfortunate Me. A story about the lesser known and evil second daughter of Ursula and how she gets the love she has been searching for her whole life.

Chapters: 1 / 2 /  4 coming

A/N: Most animated characters that I bring to life in this series will be the actor that voiced them.  I don’t own any of these characters besides Evangeline, all the other characters are owned by Disney. The collages I add are outfit references for (Y/N).

As soon as you got back to your dorm and Evan saw you crying, she asked what was wrong and tried to calm you down. You told her what happened while twisting the truth to protect the others. She just held you and told you everything would be better. To make you feel more relaxed, she broke out some hidden treats and some self-spa tools, saying she was going to pamper you.

15 minutes into the mini spa, you already felt 100 times better.

“Thanks, Evan. This is the first time I’ve ever done a spa,” you say with an avocado mask on your face, laying on your bed with Evan right next to you.

With the same avocado mask on her face and 2 cucumber slices on her eyes, Evan says, “I can’t believe you’ve never done this before. Not even with your sister?”

You sit up and look at your lap, taking a moment before you answer her question.

“No, she can’t stand me, because I’m too soft. Family is not the same on the Isle as it is here. Just cause we’re related doesn’t mean you have to love or care for each other. You got to look out for yourself.” Your voice is heavy with years of loneliness. When you don’t hear anything from Evan but a sniffle, you look to the side to see what’s wrong.

Evan, with her adorable self, has tears running down her face full of avocado while she sticks a cucumber slice into her mouth. She sits up and while chewing the cucumber slice, she says, “That’s so sad! I’ll be your new sister!” you don’t want to laugh, but the scene in front of you makes it hard.

“Why are you laughing? I mean it. I want to be your sister!” She says with the other slice of cucumber in her mouth. It makes you laugh harder, which results in her pouting like a little child.

After a minute you finally calm down enough to talk to her. “I’m sorry. I’ve never seen something so funny,” she gives you a look, “And sweet. I want to be your sister too. Come here.” you open up your arms for a hug and she takes it.

When you guys pull apart from the hug you both look each other up and down then bust out laughing. During the hug, you guys got avocado all over each other. It was all on both of your clothes. “I trust that you won’t freak out when I do this.” Before she can question what, you mean, you say a little spell, flick your wrist, and all the avocado is gone.

“OMG, you have magic!?” she excitedly said. You nodded ‘yes’, which resulted in a squeal from her. Her excitement was infectious and made you giddy too.

The rest of the night you guys played around with magic until you guys fell asleep. But during your good time, the others were making love potion cookies among doing other things.

After Lonnie left the kitchen, Mal put the cookies in the oven. In the silence of the kitchen, the tension between the group was almost palpable, but Carlos soon broke it.

“Mal, what you said back there to Y/N was very uncalled for. Just because you and her sister have beef doesn’t mean you can take it out on her.” Evie and Jay nodded to what Carlos said.

Mal is trying to hold her ground, by staring Carlos down, but the guilt is too much. She huffs defeated and looks to her feet. “I know! I know… It’s just we have a mission to complete and if we don’t,” she pauses looking up at the others equally frightened faces, then continues, “I don’t want to think about if we don’t.” The air is heavy with emotions.

The same thoughts all go through their minds in the silence of the room. They all started liking Auradon, but they wouldn’t say it out loud to each other. Here they could do and be whoever and whatever they wanted to be without worry of judgment or consequences. But when they thought about it, they don’t belong here. They had to remind themselves they were evil and belong to the Isle. Though, in reality, none of that was true.

They had been so lost in their thoughts, that when the timer broke the deafening silence, they all collectively jumped in surprise. They all shared a look before they all walked over to see how the cookies came out.

Mal takes out the cookies and places them on the prep table. “I think these are ready. So, do we all know what the plan is for tomorrow?” They all nodded in unison.

After cleaning up, they make their way back to their dorm rooms. Jay and Carlos get to their room first, which leaves Evie and Mal to still get back to their room. When they finally get back, Evie stops Mal before she enters the room.

“You are going to apologize to Y/N, right? Just because we are evil doesn’t mean we don’t have manners.” Evie can understand where Y/N is coming from and hopefully Mal can too.

“Yeah, Yeah. Only so we can make her our ally again.” Evie knew Mal was actually doing it because Isle kids stick together, but if it helped Mal sleep at night, she wasn’t going to say anything.

When morning rolled around you felt like something good was going to happen, but it was going to have bad consequences. Letting that thought linger in the back of your mind, you thought about how first period would go after what went down. At least you knew that if Mal came after you again, Evan was coming after her. Yup, reassuring.

Evan was nice enough to walk you to your first-period class since you usually went with the others. When you got there, everyone looked at you, with sorry written all over their faces. Evie put her hand on Mal shoulder, which prompted Mal to get out of her seat and walk over to you.

When she was finally standing in front of you, Evan stepped forward eyeing up Mal like she wasn’t Maleficent’s daughter. “If you hurt my sister,” she points her thumb over shoulder at me, “I’ll hurt you.” Your surprised by the protective nature of Evan but let her do her thing.

Mal’s surprised too but also impressed, so she tells Evan she understands. With that Evan hugs you goodbye and walks to her class. Once Mal has you alone, she says something you’d never expect from her. An apology.

“I want to say sorry about yesterday. What I said was not cool. Can you forgive me?” she asks, looking at you expectantly.

“Water under the bridge. Now let’s get to learning,” she smirks at you, and you guys walk to your seats.

During break, the group tells you about the love potion plan and you agree to help as much as possible. It hurts you to help destroy any and all chances of getting Ben, but you still feel obligated to help them and something is telling you to do so too. They tell you the plan is going to happen after school at Mal’s locker, so you just wait till then.

When the bell rings ending school, you shoot up out of your seat and run out of class since Mal’s locker is on the other side of the school. This causes Evan to follow you, though. You guys always walk from 5th period back to your dorm, so she thought something had to be wrong

By running, you made it just in time. Ben had just taken a bite out of the cookie, when something roughly bumps into you, sending you into Ben’s arms.

Ben is looking down into your eyes and is holding you against his body to keep you from falling.

“Y/N, are you okay?” You nodded too speechless and dazed to verbally answer. The next thing Ben ask you truly knocks you out more than the mystery object that got you the first time.

“But did it hurt?” his slight pause gives you a chance to be confused, then he finishes. “When you fell from heaven?” At that cheesy pick-up line, everyone’s jaw dropped especially yours. You honestly couldn’t believe your ears.

“Ben, Are you okay?” You ask being able to finally stand on your own legs, but Ben still has his arms wrapped around your thick waist.

“I’m fine, but not as fine as you, sweet thang.” he says with a love-struck smile on his face which you promptly covered with your hands so he would stop flirting.

“Jay, can you pull him off me, please?” Jay comes to your rescue and gently pries him of you. Once Jay has him, he asks Ben, “Has your world been worked?”

The answer to Jay’s question comes in the form of a song lyric. Looking you in the eyes, Ben sings, “You know you do.” (quoting one of Michael Jackson’s songs). At that you become flustered and turn around, not wanting to drag out your embarrassment.

When you turn around to see what pushed you into Ben, you see Evan.“Evan, what are you doing here?” she opened her mouth to answer, but you interrupted her. “Wait, were you the reason I fell into Ben?” When you said that, she became a little sheepish as she answered.

“Yes,” she whispered, “But I was only running in behind you to see if you were Ok because you left class so suddenly…sorry.” Hearing her explanation only made you smile. You could never be mad at her.

“There’s no need to be sorry. You were concerned about me and I appreciate that you care enough to check up on me.” With that said you hugged her. During your talk with Evan, the boys left to get ready for their game.

Once you pulled out of your hug, you look towards Mal and Evie and see they both have an urgent look on their faces. “Uh, you want to go to the field and save us some seats in the bleachers?” you ask Evan nervously. She nods ‘yes’ and runs off to the game.

“What was that?!” Mal asked incredulously.

“I’m so sorry guys. It was an accident. I tripped,” you said apologetically, “But you can fix this right?”

“No, there is no time. You’ll just have to become his girlfriend.” She said nonchalantly.

“Wait, what?!” your jaw was practically hitting the floor.

You guess this was the good thing that you felt coming, but unfortunately, you knew it was going to end badly.

Taglist: @havlindzk

[the-chosen-half-of-one]

Favourite Characters

So I was tagged by the lovely @lnevada thank you!!

Rules- name ten of your favourite character (in no particular order) from ten different fandom, then tag ten people.

Wow! Only 10 and only 1 from each fandom!! This is gonna be tough so let's see:

Daniel "Oz" Osborne from Buffy the Vampire Slayer because who cannot love a man who flirts by telling you the monkey is the only cookie animal that gets to wear pants?? Though Spike is close up there

Garth Fitzgerald from Supernatural because I know everyone would mostly choose Sam, Dean, Cas or Crowley who are all perfect and precious, but I mean look at this cinnamon roll, I fell in love with this dork instantly..,

Sherlock from Sherlock because well does it really need an explanation?? It's Sherlock!!

Cisco from the Flash because come on awkward science need who constantly quotes/references movies, has great hair and is just all around adorable?? We're practically soul mates. Wells is a close 2nd for this fandom (all of them)

Leonard Snart from Legends of Tomorrow. Suave, snarky, some of the best character growth I've seen. I call him Lenny and the scenes with young and baby Snart are perfection. (Mick is 2nd after his *sobs* lot spoilers* great sacrifice death* more sobbing*)

Wash from Firefly because come on his introduction is just him playing with dinosaurs while everyone's on a dangerous mission and he is hilarious!

Doyle from Angel because wit plus demon plus humour plus Irish accent, I don't know what to say, Lorne is close 2nd after his *gross sobbing* also super soon death!*

Dr. House from House because he is perfect. That's it. Perfectly hilarious, genius, damaged, amazing. Plus based on Sherlock Holmes.

Detective Watts from Murdoch Mysteries because I obviously adore incredibly quirky detectives, and he loves pretzels.

Fox Mulder from X Files because Aliens!

Bonus: L from Death Note

I have too many from the Marvel Universe to choose but they would be literally almost everyone: top one Hawkeye followed by literally every Marvel hero, followed by Xmens Quicksilver and NightCrawler

I'm horrible at tagging so I tag you: @lokininasasi @kanamekiryu @charlie--howlett @henryhigginstrashclub @emperorofthedark @a bunch of other people cuz I am horrible at remembering blog names @skull-in-a-jar @whoever wants to do this would love to see your favs @lexelulouise @cheshire-alice @notthelosechesterskaz @chaziycus @dekahg

[arsaces-undone]

 gonna take the liberty to spam maca w a wall of text but i’ve been dying to actually have a conversation about this, anon. so here we go

Leo’s Bottoming Manifesto, or exploring and analysing the power dynamics within capri.

because that is all what this is about, power dynamics between men.

with the absence of women in his story, to be tortured and mistreated -or to cover any other trope- as we usually see in adult fantasy books (yes, whichever one just popped into your mind and so many others), he installs the very best next thing: power imbalances between the guys. yes. all of the guys. (with the expection of erasmus and kallias, maybe? there’s still something going on in there but that’s for another day)

it is no coincidence that we see very drastic age gaps between the canon couples, from volo and that inn boy to ancel and berenger. this is, because in the broadest sense of the terms, pacat has applied the eromenos and erastes model to her couples, each and every one of them is that: a younger man to be admired and an older one to admire him. again, broadest, loosest sense of the terms, very general, we’re not gonna get into the intricacies and complexities of ancient greek pederasty.

except for the parts that do matter to us, which are the admired and the admirer. youth is something that we can assume, is incredibly valued in both veretian and akielon societies, and patran too, that torveld quote comes to mind, doesn’t it? the one about getting his head spun by pretty and young men, pretty and young just like laurent. we see it in pet, we see it in the main books, we see it with so many characters (jord, we’re not letting him of the hook, jord has got something in that head of his.)

we shouldn’t discard this attraction towards youth just because we also see that most are repulsed by too much of it, aka nicaise. youth is what these men want, i saw someone deem the main male characters of the book “alpha males” the other day, and i can kind of agree with it, the story is centered around these men, and what their purpose is, without a care for who they hurt, which would usually be women, but for the lack of them we’ve replaced them with these young boys: nicaise, aimeric, erasmus and whoever else, but these three i’ve mentioned end up explicitly hurt, dead or well, sent off to a foreign country with head-spun master.

those are the scapegoats, plot devices, nothing new nothing to be alarmed at, it is what happens when writing most stories. but these are the interesting parts, aimeric and erasmus, or pallas and ancel, or that innboy and one-line-iphegin.

with aimeric, we can see a fairly perfect eromenos, except for the fact that he’d be a bit too old to be one, but there’s a quote that i think should be kept in mind when analyzing him:

“He’s (referring to the greek kuros, not the eromenos) an aristocratic young man, universally and eternally young, and to greek eyes, eternally beautiful”

from the 219th page of J. Whitley’s ‘Archeology of Ancient Greece’, again, this is about the kuroi and it is what i have at hand, but it’s pretty accurate, isn’t it? it is what every male character, from the regent himself to narrating-damen, seems to appreciate in aimeric, his universal beauty is his aristocracy and youth.

we don’t have to keep the kuroi quote or argument, as it is pretty weak, but we can move on to another one: erasmus, cookie-cutter perfect example of pacat’s power imbalances. the training of erasmus is not the most appealing of the side stories, and it is frequently skipped, but pacat is very selective with what he tells us with it, they are no more than barely-stringed snippets of erasmus’ pre canon life, but they’re all the more valuable for it, each and every one of them have an intent. and there are these paragraphs exploring erasmus’ desire: 

“He thought of weight, dipping the mattress, an unformed image of the soldier he had seen silhouetted above him, the words of a poem, Arsaces, undone.” (hehe that’s my url)

a slave is meant to be mounted, because a man should only mount, and a slave is not a man. we have this other quote, a bit earlier:

“And of course he only had to choose a fighter and they would yield to him as any slave, for he was the son of the King. Erasmus remembered the soldier he had seen in the gardens of Nereus, and the idea of the Prince mounting him was stunning image in his mind. He could not imagine that power.”

that, i leave with you to make your own conclusions, it’s fairly easy.

but again, a man should only mount, we know that too from that part, i think someone has already mentioned in this post, in pet, where everyone is scandalyzed by the prospect of ancel sticking his cock in a lord, and not the way around. from ancel we can too analyse his portrayals, him and berenger are a perfect pair of admired and admirer, both in fic and between-lines in canon, this too, we observe in pallas and lazar. they have what their partners lack: youth. because even though we can all admit that both ancel and pallas are pretty boys, they’re pretty in very different ways, aren’t they? the only thing in common between them is that, their youth.

that’s what makes them desirable, makes them all desirable: erasmus and kallias and aimeric and nicaise and ancel and pallas and iphegin and isander and aden and the innboy, and laurent. 

[elle woods voice] your honor, i promise i have a point. pairs of young men and their older partners, they’re as old as time, as old as the eromenos and as recent as what, which one do you want me to name? you’re already thinking of one. they’re all there: death in venice’s tadzio, adrien’s antinous, alexander’s baogas, aicman’s elio. we could compare them to nakoforov’s lolita, they’re young and pretty and supposedly, seductive. but that is a flawed comparison, since it’s lacking its key point: a man wants to mount.

pacat must know this very well, for she has built a whole world around it, a man wants to mount and not be mounted, and for that he must find himself a younger, weaker man. he must find himself a boy. that’s what all of our fun capri guys have done, haven’t they? but not all the men want a struggle, a face-down and arched back, we know berenger and jord don’t want that, at least (berenger wants to be mounted himself, i’d say, but that’s just my opinion). they want someone who wants to be mounted as well and there is a verse that comes to mind with that:

“Oh joven, escúchame dominándote // no voy a decirte palabras carentes de persuasión ni atractivo para tu corazón. // Ea, pues, haz por comprender mi proposición; // al fin y al cabo no estás forzado a hacer lo que no desees”

this one is theognis’, i lack a translation in english, but the first line is: oh boy, hear me dominate you; and the last: after all, you’re not obliged to do what you do not want to do. theognis is a pretty old guy so this desire is as old as him: to mount and for the other to want you to mount; it is what men want, we see this in akielon’s slave pliant demeanors, in “(damen, about aimeric) his antagonistic nature was apparently not one he exercised between the sheets. Jord, it seemed, brought out the best in him.” we see it in damen himself.

it is an ancient desire, this one, and we have them in all degrees of healthiness and abusiveness or whateverness. it is unconceivable of a man to want to be fucked, when he could do the fucking, and what better is there to fuck than someone who is not your equal, and he is not your equal, because he is young, and because he gets fucked, and he gets fucked because he is young, and you want to fuck him because he is young and and and, you’ve caught the drift.

i’ll say it again, tale as old as time, as new as when you read this. i am making no moral or ethic judgements regarding it, you can make those up on your own as well. i would argue that you’re right, pacat makes these roles and couples and everything else as this sort of gendered-echo, and that is because of the patriarchy, but that is an issue for another day as well.

so, conclusions. it is on purpose: the youth of these boys and the age of their partners, with them, pacat installs a very old and well known power dynamic that mimics those between men and women. even if we don’t have a phd in queer history or greek homoeroticism, we know this as well, you know this. that is why we all make assumptions, don’t we? didn’t laurent say something like that, about how we shouldn’t pretend we thought it to be differently? we did not think that torveld wanted erasmus just so he could get on his belly and spread his legs, that’s what he wants to do, that’s what all men want (or maybe you shouldn’t take my word for it, i seem to have a pretty shit taste on them): to mount.

and there will always be a younger, weaker man, boy, boy-man; all flushed and pretty, there for the taking. if there isn’t, a man will try to find the next very best thing, whatever he decides it is.

there are more things we could take into account: an added desire to “teach” desire, the feminization, the nobility of the eromenos, the this and that, but i’ve already taken too much of your time, so i’ll end it here.

take all of this with not a grain, but a spoonful of salt, and a kilogram of nuance. i am not reading this over, so sorry if i should’ve.

The Captive Prince trilogy in general is very male-centric, but it never struck me as overtly misogynistic, and I’m just speculating but I think that was the intention on Pacat’s part. I think she wanted to give her (majority female) audience a feeling of escapism. So she made a world almost entirely of men, a world that included compulsory homosexuality, and I feel like she kind of explored it in a gendered sort of way? Like the top/bottom dynamics were pretty rigid in that world, the younger, “prettier” characters were all depicted as bottoms. And in the same vein, unlike in the real world, in Pacat’s there was an almost complete absence of violence against women. The stronger men assaulted the weaker “prettier” men (govart and Erasmus), and the Regent had a strict preference for boys rather than girls. So I feel like escapism was a big part of why the trilogy was like that, and also why most of the few women in the story belonged to a matriarchal society and were “warrior queens” but were relatively unimportant. Pacat didn’t want the women mistreated but she also wanted to take the gendered roles in our society and project it onto specific types of men in her world.

okay but i have so many thoughts on this, and yet when i sat down to write a reply they wouldn't cooperate with me. i agree hard that it reads like escapism and based on things pacat has said about her own work (she always says she didn't start it as a book series) i guess it makes sense that she wrote what she wanted to read and all that perhaps lead to very indulgent and self-indulgent narrative choices.

a world that included compulsory homosexuality, and I feel like she kind of explored it in a gendered sort of way? Like the top/bottom dynamics were pretty rigid in that world, the younger, “prettier” characters were all depicted as bottoms.

i can't decide if I agree with this or not : ( I feel like you're right and it def felt "gendered" to me when I read it, especially some of the sex/rape scenes in pg and kr. maybe I've officially lost my marbles but I can't remember if there are characters that are vers? like, on screen both bottoming and topping? (I'm not making any claims, I literally don't remember?) and I think most of the slaves and pets are meant to be bottoms (ONCE AGAIN A QUESTION?). there are some quotes in kr that suggest damen might be open to bottoming in the future but... i do agree HARD on the youth part of your ask. i think it was def a trope/theme that was ongoing—every couple had some sort of age gap that was very present.

why most of the few women in the story belonged to a matriarchal society and were “warrior queens” but were relatively unimportant. Pacat didn’t want the women mistreated but she also wanted to take the gendered roles in our society and project it onto specific types of men in her world.

i agree that they were relatively unimportant haha. i kept asking myself why it was that I could like a character that was never present (auguste) but couldn't really get interested in the female cast. taste and misogyny aside, I think it's bc they're just sort of irrelevant to the plot and the main characters themselves. laurent's life would not change if halvik was there or not (A BRUTISH EXAMPLE BUT YEAH). they feel very background-y to me.

however... i was talking to a friend the other day and she sort of showed me that although it's not explicit, pacat does write her female characters as... i don't want to say victims, but rather like... they do seem to experience disadvantages/hardships/sometimes have to "bend over" for the men in their lives? like loyse is married to guion, who we know is awful (their marriage is like ???). to get to power, jokaste does have to sleep with kastor and damen. vannes, like kass showed me in her quote (the regent talking about women) is not very liked or THAT respected. damen's slave in book 1 (i can never spell her name, don't hate me...) is killed off. there's that woman laurent pays in pg to suck govart off.

i think like you said pacat was very careful of writing explicit violence against women, but if you take a closer look most of the women in the trilogy are written in a "traditional fantasy setting" way? which is not to say they're weak or useless or that they're poorly written, just that i can't decide if there is implicit violence there or if I'm reading too much into things. so yeah, if we think of rape, non-con, csa... women in the trilogy are not the focus of these issues. I'm curious if anyone disagrees? for once (lol) i don't have a solid opinion on this issue.

also i found what you said super interesting—she basically projected gendered roles and issues into male characters? do you think that's why there seems to always be, in fandom, so many discussions about some characters (laurent, erasmus, aimeric, ancel) being depicted as feminine?

thank you so much for this ask!! it really made me think hard about stuff <3

[the-fangirl-lorax]

Seventeen: First Kiss.

Request: Also take your time but .. eventually .. could you also do first kiss with Seventeen .. LOL. But you can separate it by units if it makes it easier :) 💕❤️ I LOVE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY~ 

~Hip hop unit. 

Seungcheol:  

You sighed happily as you and Seungcheol climbed out of the parked car and the pleasant scent of food and the sea filled the air. Seungcheol smiled at you fondly as he took your hand in his and led you to the pear. 

“So, what do you want to do first?” Seungcheol asked as you neared the pear. 

“I believe I was promised a ‘stuffed animal of some description’,” you quoted and he laughed, remembering what he’d said on the drive there. He nodded and made a bee-line for one of the many game booths. 

*** 

Precisely 35 tries later, Seungcheol proudly placed a giant bear in your arms. You laughed at how happy he was that he’d finally managed to win you something. 

“What now?” 

“Food,” he replied. You nodded in agreement and pointed out a pizza truck across the pear. You both headed over and once you had your slices, you sat on a bench and ate in comfortable silence. 

“Right,” you said as you stood up after finishing. “We need candyfloss.” 

“Candyfloss it is,” Seungcheol agreed happily and followed you to the nearby stand. 

*** 

“Jagi, I don’t think I’ve seen anyone eat anything that fast before. Ever!” Seungcheol exclaimed in reference to the candyfloss that had lasted mere seconds. You giggled shyly, embarrassed by having wolfed the treat. Seungcheol’s eyes landed on your lips that were now stretched into a wide smile and tinted pink. He took a subtle deep breath to steady his nerves and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. You instinctively leaned into him and rested your head on his shoulder. 

“Y/N?” 

“Hmm?” you replied and glanced up. 

“I really like you,” he blurted shyly and you smiled. 

“I really like you too,” you replied. He smiled softly then leaned down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. 

Your first kiss with Seungcheol would happen naturally. He doesn’t seem like he’d want to rush things like this. It would probably happen after a cute date and some cheesy but cute words from Seungcheol. He’d probably have his arms around you or your waist.  It’d be a very sweet and gentle kiss.

Wonwoo:  

“Hello everyone and welcome to Seventeen’s second table tennis tournament!” Jeonghan announced and the others cheered. 

“Today, we are joined by our (un)official 14th member, Y/N! She shall make a brave attempt at becoming our champion!” Jeonghan continued as he gestured towards you. You waved awkwardly at the camera and Wonwoo squeezed your hand reassuringly. 

“Y/N! Don’t be rude and greet our Carats!” Soonyoung demanded jokingly and you very awkwardly did so. The guys laughed at you and teased you, all earning a glare from Wonwoo.  

“Without further a-do, let us begin!” Jeonghan yelled and the rest of you chorused in agreement. 

“First up, Y/N vs Dino!” Jeonghan announced as you and Dino stepped up to the table. 

*** 

“We are down to our final pair, Y/N vs Woozi. This is the match of the century. Mingyu-ah, how do you feel?” Jeonghan asked. 

“Tense,” he replied seriously and you laughed. 

“Get ready to pay up,” you said cockily and pointed your paddle at Jihoon, referring to the bet the two of you had made early. Jihoon smirked and tossed you the ball. 

*** 

“It’s the final serve of this thrilling match,” Mingyu said in hushed tones. 

“The players are currently tied with 5 points each. Whoever gets this last point will crowned the champion of Seventeen’s second table tennis tournament,” Jeonghan whispered dramatically. You raised your paddle as Jihoon served the last serve. You deflected the attack with ease and with power, that Jihoon was no match for and you won. You threw your arms in the air and cheered along with the other members. You walked to Jihoon’s side of the table and opened your hand expectantly. 

“Pay up.” 

*** 

“Bye Y/N,” 11 of the 13 members shouted. 

“Bye Queen,” Seungkwan shouted as he waved sassily. You waved back with equal sass and you two burst out laughing. 

“Bye guys,” you called to the other members as you followed Wonwoo out the door. He walked for a bit then leaned against the wall, you standing in front of him. 

“Thank you again for coming tonight,” he said with a small smile. 

“Thank you and Seungkwan but mostly you for inviting me,” you laughed. You two fell into a comfortable silence that remained until Wonwoo suddenly grabbed your waist and pulled you against him. Before you had time to react, his lips were on yours.  

Like Seungcheol, a first kiss would Wonwoo would happen naturally. I see it happening after he has one of those moments where he realises how much he likes you but doesn’t know how to say it, so he kisses you instead. Wonwoo is a chill guy, so he’d probably just have his hands on your waist but would have you pressed against him. It’d be the kind of kiss that would reassure you that he definitely likes you.

Mingyu: 

“Okay,” you said as you burst into the dorm’s kitchen armed with all the ingredients required to make cookies, “Let’s do this thing.” 

Mingyu laughed as he grabbed the bags from you and put them on the counter beside him, then you helped him to quickly unpacked them. After dividing the ingredients as needed, Mingyu turned to you with a taunting smirk.

“Hope your prepared to loose Jagi,” he challenged and you simply smiled in response. 

*** 

“Yeah, Coups-hyung is right. Y/N’s cookies are way better than Mingyu-hyung’s,” Hansol agreed as he shoved another one of your cookie’s into his mouth. Mingyu stared at his members in shocked. 

“I feel betrayed,” he announced as he clutched his chest dramatically. You rolled your eyes and elbowed him. 

“Get a hold of yourself drama-queen and try one,” you said as you handed him a cookie and bit into one of your own. He swatted your hand away and Seungcheol grabbed the cookie eagerly. 

“I’ve got a better idea,” Mingyu said and he grabbed your chin, tilting your head up to meet his awaiting lips. Yours eyes widened as his lips moved gently against yours, the hip hop unit staring at you both and stunned into silence. 

“Oh my God can you two get a room? Chan is much too young to see the likes of this in his own home!” Jeonghan roared in feigned anger and you two sprung apart. Hansol, Wonwoo and Seungcheol burst out laughing at your shocked expression. 

Your first kiss with Mingyu would happen within the first month. I highly doubt he’d be able to wait longer than that. It would happen as soon as the thought crosses his mind, regardless of where you were or who you were with. It’d be a gentle but playful kiss. He’d either tilt your head upwards or cup your face or lift you up because let’s face it, the guy’s a tree. It’d be the kind of kiss that’d leave you both with huge smiles on your faces.

Hansol:  

‘Tap.’ 

‘Tap.’ 

You took a deep breath to try keep calm and did your best to focus on the papers in front of you. 

‘I swear to God if he so much as breaths too loudly, I’m gonna snap,” you thought as you blindly reached out to grab your highlighter, only to find it missing. You stared at the spot where you’d left it before slowly turning to face the adorable guy idiot that was rapping to himself on the floor (gif). 

“Hansol,” you called, trying to keep your voice as calm and level as possible. He looked over at you with an obviously faked innocent expression. 

“Hansol Vernon Chwe, where is my highlighter?” Hansol audibly gulped as you said his full name. It was then that he’d knew he’d f*cked up. 

“Crap,” Hansol cried as you launched yourself at him from your desk chair. He skillfully dodged you and made a break for the door. He yelped in surprise as you grabbed his ankle. He shook his leg in a desperate attempt to get you to let him go but your grip tightened. Hansol sighed as he bent down to try and pry your fingers from his ankle. You let go of his leg only to reach up and grab onto his collar. You pulled him by said collar until his face was level with yours. 

Before you could even begin to scold him, you clearly heard his breath hitch and you realised just how close you two were. You swallowed nervously but moved your hands from his collar to the back of his neck. Hansol’s eyes darted from yours to your lips repeatedly before fluttering shut as you slowly leaned in and kissed him softly. 

Your first kiss with Hansol would happen eventually. You might have to initiate the kiss yourself because we all know how shy Hansol is. It’d be a soft and gentle but slightly hesitant kiss. Hansol would probably go for the classic hands on the waist. It’d be a kiss that would leave you both blushing madly. 

A/N~ I’m so so sorry about the wait for this, I know it’s taken forever. But, I hope you like it. Request for this first kiss thing are open but please check the group list that’s linked in the description before requesting.

[foxy-pawsy]

Qrow: trying to buy alcohol before his Semblance takes over.

(This is before, when he was an alcoholic.)

"...and that's one bottle of vodka. So, your total's one million one hundred-! Huh?! (Taps the screen) Yeah, that's what it says. That must be really good vodka. Paper or plastic?"

*drops his wallet and Lien.

[velvet-tread]

The Wire and Breaking Bad are generally considered two of the best television shows of all time, which leads to many comparisons (that and the drug thing) despite their differences. Do you prefer one over the other and what do you think each does better than the other?

Cards on the table it’s been approximately 3 years since Ifinished The Wire and I struggle to remember actual character names beyond TeenyFurniture Policeman, Flaming House/Aunt Kid, Slackjawed Stevedore, FailedNepotism Project, Greek in Hat etc etc.  Therewere a great many characters and I cannot be expected to retain that level ofinformation for too long.

Although my heart is forever changed by

On the other hand, Breaking Bad is probably my fave favestshow of all time and I’ve seen it three times (probably? Maybe more?) so I amacutely familiar with everyone in it and everything that happens and why andall the theories and meta surrounding it. And while I enjoyed the Wire a lot andadmire its scale and ambition and recognise its importance, it didn’t inspireme to immerse myself in it post-viewing in the same way, so anything I say heremay already have been covered by critics/meta writers elsewhere.

Caveats over.

So, the short answer is that I love Breaking Bad the mostbecause it is an intense character study with themes and characters that Iconnected with hard. The show is an expertly crafted piece of TV and everythingabout it – the characterisation, the narrative, the acting, the editing, thecinematography, the symbolism, the dialogue, the tension, the pacing – EVERYTHINGABOUT IT IS SO PERFECT AND ICONIC I COULD CRY WITH JOY.  It’s quite rare for me to find a piece of artthat I want to drown in that is also so faultless in its execution.  My relationship with art, especially TV, isoften quite fractious. I often love things despite all their faults (*cough*the 100 *cough* the X Files *cough* The Hunger Games), usually because I fallin love with some element that surmounts everything else.  So it was such a glorious experience for meto connect emotionally with a show whilst also revelling in my boner for epiclandscapes and crafty camerawork and snappy dialogue and the word “bitch”delivered without irony.

But honestly, while these two shows cover similar topics(i.e. individual choices and the axis of cause and effect) in a similar context(i.e. gangs and drugs), I think they sought to achieve different things so Ifind it quite hard to make a comparison. Breaking Bad is compact character study, centred around two maincharacters and around 7 supporting characters of varying impact (I rank Hankand Skylar highest because they had their own threads).  Although I frequently rave about the beautyof the cinematography  - and seriously,whoever does their location scouting deserves cookies for life – the show is sotight it could be staged as a theatre production quite easily and honestly I’msurprised that nobody has already.  

The Wire, by contrast, is a huge sprawling tapestry with alarge cast of players operating across several different sets, in fact many ofthe characters never meet or know of the existence of the others.  The stories are superficially intertwined,but only so far as all of the characters are operating in the same space(Baltimore) and are subject to the same Baltimore-specific pressures. By comparison,the consequences of the choices of the characters in Breaking Bad are clearlydelineated – from the small - Jesse and Jane’s spiral into heroin addiction-  to the big – Walt’s desire for moreterritory resulting in Jesse’s breakdown, Combo’s death, Jane’s death and thedeaths of the 300 or so people killed in the aircraft collision brought on bythose events. These consequences are repeatedly reinforced by some pretty epicsymbolism – the pink teddy bear that pops up all over the plane crash scenario,for instance, and the plane crash itself which Vince Gilligan describes assymbolic of the chaos and violence Walt is raining down on everyone in hisorbit.

In fact, the main difference between the two shows, in myopinion, can be found in how they address the question of choice andagency.  The Wire is heavily weightedtowards inevitability, and the endless cycle of violence, corruption and miserythat will perpetuate forever, as will the forces that work against them.  And so the end of the show sees Jimmy McNultyhanging up his badge, and Kima Greggs taking up the mantle as the BPD’sresident maverick.  Omar Little ends updead in a convenience store, but we witness the forces of corruption pushhonourable Michael Lee down the same path. Likewise, Avon Barksdale spends thesecond half of the series fighting to retain his crumbling kingdom as youngpretender Marlon Stansfield poaches his crown. And so on and so forth. Themessage you’re left with is not bleak exactly, because for all the evil andhorror in the Wire’s tapestry there is also goodness and beauty, but a sense ofimpotence because all the protagonists’ efforts to effect change resulted innothing because they cannot upset the balance. Nevertheless, their efforts are also necessary because they alsoprevented a complete descent into chaos and evil. So, it’s a stalemate, a harshlesson in realpolitik.  Don’t stop whatyou’re doing, but don’t expect to change anything ever.   Theforces at play are greater than any one of us.

By contrast, Breaking Bad infers far greater agency upon itscharacters.  What each character does hasgreat and severe meaning. To pluck one random example out of the air: Jesse’sdecision to expose Jane to his crystal meth habit was an active choice.  Yes, it was a choice made under pressure –and a choice influenced by other people’s choices too – but it was still achoice.  And that choice has consequencesfor him and for her.  Because once Janewitnesses him in his drug-fuelled spiral, it’s not long before she joins himand then – oh their gentle hearts – she brings her own demons to the table,which in turn take them both on a path that ends in tragedy.  When Jane dies, he makes that connectionbetween his choices and her demise – “I loved her and I killed her” - even asWalt turns away from his own role in her death. The scene where Walt and Mike go to scrape Jesse off the floor of thatcrack den remains one of my favest moments of the show as a Jesse stan. Thereis something really beautiful to me about the fact that Jesse – who lacks allof the qualities that make Walt Heisenberg – has a clarity about who he is andthe responsibility he must carry, while Walt cannot see himself for who hetruly is.  Jesse has wisdom where Walthas delusion.

In fact, the show’s entire premise is that Heisenberg wasnever inevitable.  Initially, we’renudged into rolling along with Walt’s fallacy that he has “no choice” but to dothe things he does, but season by season the myth is dismantled.  Anyone who was still rooting for Walt by thebeginning of s5 -witness me judging you.

You’ll notice I use the word tapestry a few times inrelation to the Wire.  I use it deliberatelybecause it’s the same word I’ve heard David Simon, the Wire’s creator use (andnow I can’t find a reference – ugh – you’re gonna have to trust me) and this,tbh, is where I have some pretty major beef with The Wire.  Because the quote I saw (and it may not havebeen Simon, but someone else associated with the show) was something along thelines of “it’s a tapestry of how we all live together”. And by “all”, thatperson meant “all people in possession of a penis” because LORD SAVE US thatshow is heavily weighted towards people of the male persuasion. Now, I’m not gonnashit on it from a great height because it did a great job of telling stories ofmen of colour from all walks of life and it gave some amazing black actors aplatform but YOU DO NOT GET TO CALL YOURSELF A SOCIAL TAPESTRY AND THEN LEAVEOUT 50% OF THE POPULATION. The whole time we were in the school, I was like….But what are the girls doing?  When wewere with the Baltimore Sun – again – one single low-level female reporter?  Kima Greggs, obviously, gets an honourablemention as OFFICIALLY THE BEST but otherwise the entire police department isjust a dick fest. Same with the political infrastructure, in which PoliceChief’s Wife who is also running for office is literally characterised as…Police Chief’s Wife. Oh, and apparently there are no females in the teachingprofession in Baltimore. So. I know this was shot 15 years ago but still. Notcool, Simon. Not cool.

Anyway: