#(sigh but yeah yeah it got a lot of info tho so like I’ll take

[heylinfanclub]

:0 wow I’ve been ‘lashed out’ (not by much) at for not being tonally clear in my tags. Time to turn off all my asks. Just in case.

Re: oh it’s probably fine

[aesthyuckic]

AVENOIR | l.dh - VIGINTI DUO

Genre: High School AU (at beginning) ; Tarot Reader!Witch!Hyuck

Word Count: 4.3K

Warnings: (bold if in use) slow but with a purpose, belief contradictions, mentions of r*pe, blood, swearing, violence, mentions of abuse

Pairings: Lee Donghyuck (Haechan) x Reader (F)

THE LOVERS: partnership, union, duality, choice

The boy has taken her to one of his favorite restaurants in their own town. She never really ate out much when they were still ‘alive’ to the world and he wanted to share it with her. He asked if it was okay they go back for the surprise, just to make sure and they currently sat outside the restaurant. Though, considering they were dead and in a place where everyone knew everyone, that had to cover a lot of themselves up just to avoid the risk of being recognized.

Luckily, the streets were quite bare but it was still relatively early in the morning and a week day. It was a cold day anyway, the air was cool enough they could feel it through their clothes. It was nice though, to not have many people around them.

“Is my mom here with you?” Cosimia asked him.

“No, actually. I haven’t seen her since...” He started to blush just thinking about early that morning, still wondering if it had actually happened or was it his imagination at it again. “This morning... it’s the first time she’s left me alone since I woke up from my coma now that think about it. She’s got all day to spend with you when we get back even if I’m there to ruin it.”

“Don’t say that.” She chuckled. “You don’t ruin things, you make them better.”

And still, he always blushed at her kind word toward him. Her mom always did spend time with her, even if she wasn’t aware of it. He often find her sleeping in his spot on their bed next to her daughter when she was sleeping. The coldness of the ghost resulted in her curling herself in all the blankets. Most nights the boy spent sleeping on the couch, if one could consider it that at all along. He was too tall it was uncomfortable.

Too lost in his head, he was shocked when he felt Cosimia grab his hand that sat on the table next to the menu he was holding with his other hand. He looked confused about it and to leave him perplexed more, she had intertwined her fingers with his own without any sign of hesitation. He felt his entire being heat up when did so. Something about it now just seemed so different to him... It use to be something that could’ve just been viewed or done platonic but after that morning, it was obvious it was more which left him blushing and his heart racing.

“W-what are you doing?” He stuttered.

“Holding your hand.” She answered. “I thought you liked that.”

“Well, yeah, but isn’t it a little soon?” He asked.

“We’ve held hands plenty of times before, Hyuck, and we literally kissed each other hours ago. Plus we’ve cuddled and stuff like that before...”

“It just seems so different now...”

“I know... I’ve noticed you’ve been afraid to get close to me since I told you that story. You’re always asking if it’s okay and everything.”

“Well, what am I suppose to do? I don’t want you to feel frighten because of me or anything.”

“I know my limits, I’d tell you if something was wrong, honestly. Don’t worry about it. It’s new to me too, remember?”

She leaned over and kissed his cheek, softly. Something he still very much blushed about... He nodded, slowly before putting his attention back on the menu. He thought maybe he was being childish still acting like he had a crush since they were together now. Well, were they together? He wondered to himself since usually don’t couples discuss it before confirming it? All they did was kiss... and hold hands... but he had seen people that weren’t together do that too. They were obviously more than just friends, though.

“Should I call you my boyfriend now?” She asked, almost like she read his mind.

“Do you... want to?” He spoke, quietly.

“Why else would I have confessed and kissed you this morning, dummby?” She sighed.

“Does that mean I get to call you... my girlfriend then?”

“I would assume so.”

“Cool.”

He was internally screaming while trying to hide the big smile on his face. He tried to cover it up with his menu as he put on a straight face and cleared his throat. He seemed to forget she was naturally observant and could see what she needed from the corner of her eye.

“You’re a dork.” She giggled, rubbing her thumb over his hand which again was just something that put a smile on the boy’s face.

When the waiter came to take their order, Donghyuck was surprised to it was Renjun, an old friend of his, one of his best friends actually. He felt nervous and... guilty too, the whole time he was ordering to the other boy. He probably hurt him with what they pulled... Though, the sunglasses blocked out his eyes to anyone that anyone that was looking at him, he somehow felt the other could see through it.

He seemed complex when Donghyuck spoke too, which made it worse. The brown haired boy took the menus from them once he got everything, still with a very confused look on his face. He looked back at the boy and at the state, he tensed up.

“I’m sorry.” The waiter bitterly chuckled while touching his fingers up to the bridge of his nose with his eyes eyes closed. “I might be going crazy... Do I know you? You just sound very familiar, that’s all.”

“No.” He said quickly and firmly in hopes of not risking things any further.

“We’re from the east coast.” Cosimia chimed in to help. “We’ve never been here before either, we’re just visiting anyway.”

“Ah,” Renjun nodded. “Sorry about that... I just figured it out just sound like my old friend, Haechan... Kinda look like him to from what I can see. The anniversary of his passing is soon so maybe I’m losing it a bit, they say that happens. I’m sorry, that’s probably more info that wasn’t needed. I shouldn’t have said anything, just please don’t report me to my manger or anything. I’ll get on your order and make sure you get extra chocolate chips in your pancakes.”

“It’s okay.” The other boy reassured him, even though it was kind of hard. “You really don’t need to, I understand grief or anything.”

“I feel like I need to.” He shrugged. “You’re not a Lee by chance, are you?”

“Close, a Park.”

He gave a slight nod at the answer before he turned away to go back inside. He felt relieved when he went back inside because it was so close. Donghyuck questioned how dumb Renjun could be though. It made him feel a little better and the girl seemed to catch on to the boy’s unusual quietness, quickly. She reached up to rub his shoulder but now his hand felt cold without hers in it...

He was shocked they managed to pull off a fake death and now, everyone in their hometown thought they were dead. Though, it was his own hometown more than it ever was hers. Other than all that, the morning was fine and the both of them enjoyed their breakfast. The boy even shared some of his pancakes with, dare he say his girlfriend. It felt weird, but in a good way to say he had a girlfriend. Whenever he thought about saying he felt his heart flutter at the idea.

Cosimia went inside after they were both done with their breakfast in order to pay. While he wanted to do it because it was her birthday, she just reminded him of the risk they had just encountered. When she entered, she noticed the restaurant was much more lively compared to earlier and they were getting out of there at a good time. The old friend of Donghyuck’s was at the register and when she came over to pay he gladly accepted it. Though, he looked at her a little too long after the transaction was over. She had taken off her sunglasses but not the floppy, black hat which a lot of the people in the restaurant found rude and weird.

“You look familiar.” Renjun blurted out as he handed her the change, knowing full well she had said she’d never been around here.

“I get that a lot.” She shrugged with a small smile. “Just have one of those faces, I guess. Thank you, by the way! See you around, maybe.”

She left quickly after with a sigh of relief. Somehow she was thankful that she was forgettable to the people there.

Even though they had the whole day off according to Johnny, they went back after to go work just because it was the girl’s wish as to what she wanted. It turns out, their boss only put a closed sign on their booth so it wasn’t a hassle either. The only thing that was bothersome, was remaining so covered up since they had no idea who could come by and god forbid it be someone they know and end up with an incident like earlier. Luckily, it wasn’t a busy day for them either which meant more time with each other than anything. Work seemed to be less fun since their roles switched and the girl was still facing trouble with the cards, but they were both figuring it out.

“Okay, I have to go to the bathroom now.” He chuckled as he stood up out of his chair.

He found himself not wanting to leave, though. The both of them seemed to not want to let go of each other either. He suddenly noticed they practically never let go of each others’ hands all day... She managed to let go with a small smile. He’d just be right back anyway... It’s not like they hadn’t had conversations before where they didn’t want it to end either and it’s not like they had never held hands or that he’d gone for ever but still... For some reason, she missed his sweaty palm as he walked away and how comforting it felt to her.

Much farther away from their booth, the entrance to the carnival was full of people in long lines, trying to get their tickets and also get in. Mark had managed to finally get passed the gate after a long awhile but only then did he realize. He had no idea where he was going or what exactly he was doing. What if it wasn’t even his best friend and just some stranger that looked like him or something? He’d look like an idiot.

He walked around aimlessly for a little before he came across a guard standing by one of the metal barriers that closed off the area of land they were using. He seemed to be his age, though was much shorter than he was but was quite buff.

“Uh, excuse me?” He said while he approached the guard that was kind of intimidating. “I had a question...”

“What is it?” He asked.

“Do you happen to know a guy named Haechan..?” A little hope was in his eyes as he questioned the stranger. “He might even go by Donghyuck or Peter...”

The guy’s eyes seemed to widen.

“I need you to go, or else I’ll have to kick you out.” He stated, before he started to shove the black haired boy.

“Wait, no. Please!” Mark begged. “He is, or was my best friend and I seriously thought I was losing my mind because his death anniversary is coming up really soon! I just wanna know he’s alive and okay! No one else knows about this but me, please!”

The yellow haired guy seemed to stop, he was really strong for his size, “Do you swear?”

“Yeah! Yeah!”

“Give me your map.”

The other mumbled under his breath about a ‘Johnny’ killing him, presumably and hopefully figuratively as he drew on the map for him. Mark was on his way once the shorter of the two shoved the map into his chest abruptly, and walked away. He saw a line from where he was standing to a certain both that was circled on the map. Even though he hadn’t seen his supposedly dead friend yet, it felt surreal to know he was alive. He wouldn’t truly believe it until he saw him.

He followed the line drawn with marker until he reached the corner of where he was suppose to go. He took a deep breath while he closed his eyes. His heart was racing over it, this whole time Donghyuck had been alive. What was that trauma for exactly? He swear if it were real he’d kill the boy himself for what he pulled. He opened his eyes and before he could go any further he saw someone walk into the intersection of the tents there.

He recognized the side profile immediately, even with the sunglasses and baseball cap the other wore. The younger boy walked rather fast which left Mark to go chasing after him. In a small moment that seemed longer to him, he hesitated to stop the other but before he knew it, his hand rested on his shoulder. His old friend turned around, ready to punch someone until he laid eyes on who it was.

“Mark?” Donghyuck questioned, as he turned as white as a ghost.

“So it is you...” He huffed.

“Fucking shit, you come on the worst day!” He muttered on his breath. “Hold on, stay here.”

He saw his friend walk over to the booth that was circled on the map. He decided to spy on him and peek out more. It looked like he was talking to someone from the front of the booth for a moment. He went out a little more to see it was the girl he knew as ‘the weird freshmen’ but what shocked him was seeing the other lean down and kiss her. His jaw dropped but as soon as the boy moved he darted to where he was standing before.

Donghyuck had come back and found an area behind the tents with no one around to take Mark. He took off his glasses and cap since it was now in private basically. He already knew it was him so there was no point in hiding it. They leaned up against the wooden boxes that were stacked up. How exactly were you supposed to start a conversation with your own best friend after a year of almost being dead the whole time and then surprise, you’re alive and you lied? Not really a small talk sort of occasion. He sighed before he started on the very long story he knew he had to tell his friend. Though, he left out the paranormal stuff... He may have believed the ghost but not Cosimia being able to tell the future for some time and him being able to actually see ghosts now. At the end, he pulled up his shirt to show the other the scar he gotten when Ten had shot him. It was healing nicely but it was still so terrifying.

“That’s... something else, bro.” Mark said, not really able to find words for it all as he was speechless. “You couldn’t have at least told me? Or Renjun? We are, or were your best friends. Still very confused on what tenses I should use for this...”

“It was...” He started. “A last minute decision. I didn’t even know we’re going to be faking our deaths until we got to the beach either, dude. I didn’t have time too in the first place.”

“I can’t believe you left with the weird freshman girl like her dad said you did. Everyone thinks you two dated in secret after everything found in your guy’s room. It’s wild... and really weird for you to date her considering what she was like and what you were like...” He said, in hopes the other would say something himself rather then him bringing it up.

“I don’t like the way you talk about her. She has a name, you know? It’s really pretty and fitting too... It’s Cosimia, it was probably on the missing posters, her vigil and it was even in the yearbook so how wouldn’t you know at this point? She was never weird in the first place, and as cliché as it sounds, she was truly just misunderstood.”

“You didn’t know her name before either. You use to make fun of her too, so what’s the big deal? She acted weird and no one knew her name, she was invisible besides that trait.”

“Well, I shouldn’t have, okay?! I was so fucking stupid then and so was everyone. You don’t know her, no one knew her and I feel... I’m still getting to know her even after a year of us almost always being together... She’s really strong, caring and smart. She’s a lot of things and she’s taught me so many things. What’s the big deal if she was or is weird? Isn’t that what makes people interesting? She was really... alluring, that’s what I left with her the way I did! And you know what? I’m pretty sure it’s the best decision in my life I’ve ever made! I’m happy now, with everything I have and who I’ve become. I’m truly happy, something I now know I never was a year ago having to juggle school, sports, and a job to support my entire family. I get it’s selfish the way I just got up and left. I get it’s selfish I faked my death and leaving my family hanging like that along with you guys and I’m sorry! I can’t take it back, not now. It may seem pathetic I live in a trailer and work here now, but I’m happy with it all...”

“Wow, why are you getting so defensive?”

“W-why am I getting so defensive? Why am I, getting so defensive?! That’s my girlfriend, you idiot! She makes me happy and man, for as long as been out here with her, I think I might be in love with her!”

“Well, how am I suppose to know all that?! You’ve been dead to me, literally, for the last year basically!”

Donghyuck sighed before it all fell silent between them. He crossed his arms as he looked at the dried grass under their feet. He calmed down a bit when he looked toward the field and say the sky was light orange as the sun rested in between the hills. The wind blew softly which was something always soothing.

“You weren’t.” The younger mumbled. “I’m sorry for blowing up like that, it just angers me... to realize the person I was a year ago... I didn’t even know her then and she turned out to be the most interesting person I met in the end. No one knew anything besides she was quiet for the most part and had no friends. No one noticed the bruises on her or the days she’d go missing.”

“You didn’t either.” Mark pointed out.

“But I started to!” He explained. “Right at the end, before we left. That was really the start though, wasn’t it?”

They had talked to one another for awhile after, it had been too long since they talked. To Mark, it was like having a friend come back from the dead on final time. It was just nice to know he was okay and doing well. The silver haired boy suddenly realized how long he had been away. Somehow the time still felt too short...

“I should get going.” Donghyuck sighed. “I really just told the first lie of my first relationship for this.”

“The first?” The older questioned. “That’s kind of impressive... How long have you even been dating?”

He hummed while he blushed and rubbed the nape of his neck, “We just made it official this morning but it’s kinda been months of pining, some mutual.”

“You really like her, don’t you?”

“Well, duh. Did you not hear the part were I said I might love her earlier? It’s not something you say lightly if you don’t mean it, especially when you’re angry like that.”

“Yeah, we don’t need you going off like that again. I should’ve just questioned you about the kiss I saw earlier.”

“Y-you saw me kiss her? And you couldn’t figure it out or anything?! You’re an asshole!”

Mark laughed as his old best friend playfully beat him up as he defended himself. It just felt nice to finally have it again after awhile of missing it.

“Wow, dude, are you wearing makeup?” The black haired boy asked.

He started to blush again, and sweat a little at the question he was afraid to answer. He put his cap back on along with his sunglasses to hide himself.

“Cosi, I mean Cosimia, she does it for me every morning.” He replied rather softly.

“There’s nothing wrong with it.” His friend shook his head. “It actually really suits you, makes you look less ugly.”

The comment earned him a punch in shoulder which he laughed at. Some things never truly did changed, regardless of time and growth. The two boys ended up sharing a hug before they went their separate ways.

“It was nice to see you again.” Mark smiled. “You know, after thinking you were dead and all.”

“You too.” The other chuckled. “Hey, please don’t tell anyone that we’re here. There’s a reason we faked our death.”

“Your secret is safe with me.” He nodded.

“We come here every year, usually it’s earlier though. Come by next year if you can. I can let Yangyang know who you are and get you in free or something.”

“Write me when you’re back in SoCal for the winter months too!”

“I’ll try.”

They finally bid their final goodbyes before they went their separate ways for the year.

It was later that evening, when they were done with work for the day and getting ready for bed that he saw the girl sitting on the bed, looking at papers. He had just gotten out of the bathroom after he cleaned his face and changed into more comfortable clothes. He sat down on his side before going over to hers and wrapping his arms around her while rubbing his face against her shoulder.

“Whatcha doin?” He hummed.

“I’m just looking at our natal charts again.” She laughed a bit. “I haven’t done it in awhile... especially not since this started.”

“What are the results then? Are we compatible?” He asked.

“Well, I don’t think I’d leave it up for that to tell. We already work well together as it is and you know there’s different types of astrology too. We do share a moon though. Supposedly when you do, you usually feel really close to them in a short period of time, like a soulmate but not exactly.”

“Are you saying you don’t think we are soulmates?”

“Soulmates are different from twin flames. I think I’d rather have you as a twin flame.”

“What’s the difference?”

“That may be a little too intense for now. I’ll tell you another time.”

He nodded and he kissed her cheek before he rested his chin on her shoulder, “Is there anything surprising on there to you?”

“Hmm, you’re Gemini Venus actually.” She answered. “I think to some extent you resonate with it but I feel like you’re a Taurus Venus since that’s what it is on your sidereal.”

“Why do you think that exactly?” He wondered as he didn’t know astrology as well as she did. “Honestly, you’re so good at this stuff you should offer it at the booth or something.”

“It’s too exhausting for me to do that, no matter how much I love it. But, the reason I think you’re more like you’re Taurus Venus is because you’re loyal, like they are. You like psychical affection in friendship and relationships. Remember what you said before summer solstice? About if I was going to love you it was going to be natural? They like when friendships and relationships happen that way. You’re also very stubborn but patient and devoting too. You get jealous as well and you’ve done nothing but be supportive of me and my limits. The kicker is they’re known for having very beautiful voices and being great singers and musicians, which very much applies to you in my eyes. Your voice is really soothing to listen to, especially when you’re singing and you play the piano and drums pretty well.”

“Oh, really? Why don’t I sing you to bed tonight then?”

He smiled at the compliments she had given him at the end. He started to think she was right about the Taurus Venus thing, what she said sounded like him. She let go of her for a moment so she could put the papers away as he got comfortable on his side of the bed. She turned off the light before joining him in the space next to him. They both got comfortable with her head on his chest as he played with her and started to softly hum.

He noticed she always fell asleep so quickly when he would sing to her. He could see she was barely able to keep her eyes open in that moment. Again, like he did so often, he felt his heart flutter at most mundane but beautiful sight.

“Cosi?” He softly called in the dark.

“What is it?” She asked, rather sleepily.

“Can I tell you something?” He whispered.

“Of course.”

“Do you promise not to freak out?”

“I promise, Hyuck.”

“I think I... love you, like I’m in love with you...”

She seemed wide awake when she looked at him. She didn’t say anything though and the silence between them was agonizing as they looked at each other. He was thinking maybe he shouldn’t have said that so soon but then she leaned up and kissed his nose. Yet, nothing was said about it or in response before she fell asleep for the night.

[damn-behzinga]

Unconventional Family

Ethan Payne & OC! Sister

summary - Ethan meets his half sister for the first time and he decides she should meet his family, the sidemen.

warnings - abandonment issues, bad dads

request - Can you do a  behzinga imagine where he has like an older sister and the boys meet her. the sister isnt the reader tho

masterlist + request info

a/n - I used the name ‘Naya’ in memory of Naya Rivera because Glee was a childhood favourite of mine. I will forever miss her, Naya, rest easy, fly high with Cory.

gif credit @sdmngifs​

"Ethan Payne?" The woman asked causing Ethan to squint at her.

"Who's asking?"

"Um, there's no easy way to put this but-" The woman took a deep breath. "I'm your sister. My name is Naya."

"I - um-" Ethan struggled for words and instead he spat, "What the fuck?"

"I know this might come as a shock but my dad cheated on my mum with yours and I-" Naya sighed. "You don't look like him."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"You should. He's a complete asshole." Naya snorted.

"Such an asshole!" Ethan agreed, barking out a laugh. They continued laughing until Ethan asked, "So, how did you find me?"

"Your mum still knows my mum and they talked. She was going to tell you but I said that I wanted to meet you myself." Naya took a seat next to Ethan. "Your mum is amazing, by the way. She took everything in her stride, a lot better than my mum."

"Did you keep his last name?"

"As if! There's no way I wanted to be associated with that asshole." She chuckled. "Naya Lounds." She stuck her hand out and Ethan shook it, smiling softly at her.

"So did he leave you too?" Ethan asked.

"Yup. After my mum found out that he had another son and she kicked him out. I don't remember much. I was like seven and all I could remember was the two of them yelling about some woman he had knocked up when I was two." Naya took a sip of her drink. "I saw him on birthdays  and shit until I was eighteen and then I told him that I never wanted to see his ass again."

"Oh, shit." Ethan chuckled dryly.

"So, do you have any stories about the old man?" Naya asked.

"Nothing really. Mum made it clear she wasn't having him around. He forgot my name and mum went ballistic!"

"Holy shit! What an asshole!" Naya chuckled. "Big up your mum though. She's got to be one of the strongest women I've ever met."

"She's the strongest." Ethan smiled.

"Ethan?" Josh called. "Mate, we're ditching this place and going to the pub across the street."

"Okay, just give me a second." Ethan smiled and quickly pulled out his phone. "Put your number in and we can talk about this more."

The friendship group waited outside for their friend. The tattooed man wandered out the door, smiling softly at the men.

"Get her number?" Simon commented, raising his eyes suggestively.

"It's not like that!" Ethan scoffed at his older friend. "She's family. Someone I haven't really known."

All his friends glanced at one and other trying to figure out what was going on. But, with the alcohol buzzing in their system, they shrugged it off and made their way to the next pub.

Over the next month and a half, the siblings quickly got to know each other, swapping stories from their childhood, explaining their jobs, and discussing their passions. They started to meet up weekly, text everyday. The two of them had lost so much and they were determined not to lose each other.

Then, Ethan realised he hadn't even told his closest friends about the new development in his life. So, he called Naya and told her to get ready to meet the six craziest people she'd ever meet.

So, the next week, Ethan placed the floor, biting his nails as his friends watched him from the couch.

"You have nothing to be nervous about," Josh said softly.

"Yeah, we're just meeting your friend, right?" Simon said. "I will say, this is a bit formal for us to meet a friend."

"I need to-" Ethan started and the doorbell echoed throughout the flat.

He bit his lip and walked over to the door, taking a deep breath before he opened it wide.

"Naya." He breathed out, pulling her into a hug.

"Hey. It's good to see you." Naya smiled, pulling away. "Are you friends here already?" 

"Yeah. They're in the living room." Ethan shut the door behind her and guided her to the living room.

"Boys, this is Naya." Ethan took a deep breath. "My sister."

There was a moment of silence as everyone tried to grasp the new information.

"Sister?" JJ sputtered.

"Well, half-sister, technically." Naya chuckled awkwardly. 

"I'm so confused," Harry muttered.

"It's nice to meet you guys, Ethan talks about you a lot. It's nice to put faces to names." Naya said kindly. "I know you must have a lot of questions and as I said to Ethan, I will happily answer them the best as I can."

"Your half-siblings?" Simon clarified. "Like through your dad or-"

"Yep," Naya said. "We have the same asshole dad."

Ethan laughed quietly.

"And how are we supposed to know that you aren't some crazy fan?" Josh asked, squinting.

"I've seen the birth certificate. And my mum confirmed it." Ethan explained. "I saw a photo of her and my dad."

"How long have you known that you were siblings?" Tobi asked

"Oh well, I found out a few years ago that I might have half-siblings but I never wanted to know about know my family through my dad. But I got curious and my mum had met Ruth through a friend and so I asked. And I put off meeting him for a long time, I didn't want to fuck up his life and I was worried he'd be like our dad." Naya shrugged slightly.

"Have you ever seen the video of Ethan smashing a controller into his desk when he got pissed off at a game?" JJ asked.

"No!" Naya barked out a laugh. "Please show me!"

"Or the time he almost broke his neck attempting a bicycle kick?" Harry exclaimed.

"Why didn't I know about these?" Naya laughed, shoving Ethan jokingly.

"That's not exactly the first impression I wanted to leave." Ethan snorted.

"Really? I think that's a really good way to know you." Naya argued jokingly.

"I like her already!" Tobi laughed loudly. 

"Aye, my sister is off-limits!" Ethan yelled and yeah, he could get used to saying that.

[eyrieofsynapses]

so today I just watched the first episode of Almost Paradise! And I’ve gotta say, I am impressed. I already had it on my watchlist but I was planning to wait to watch it for a while until I could let Eliot fade a bit from memory, just so I wouldn’t automatically think of him while watching Kane. But I ran into an article this weekend about how it was filmed in the Philippines and the details of that, and my curiosity was piqued considerably more, so I figured... why not? 

(I also started White Collar this weekend and that was very enjoyable, but that’s a post for another day.) 

Anyway, my brain’s buzzing now, so have some first impressions and reactions, plus initial meta-analysis because I am intrigued. In hindsight I probably should have recorded first impressions while I was watching, but I’ll do my best to remember the bits that stuck out. Warning for... exceedingly long post.

ooo, okay, so he’s got a medical condition. I faaaaintly remember reading about this in the summary but I didn’t pay much attention to that, oops.

telling a guy played by Chris Kane not to get his heartrate up! that’s definitely gonna happen. definitely. one hundred percent. not like this guy loves fighting or anything

(also tbh the joke about, ah, sexual dysfunction admittedly left a sour taste in my mouth, because I do not go for that kind of thing, but... this is Devlin and Kane, so I’m trusting, based off Leverage experience, that they aren’t gonna be too inappropriate. [In hindsight there are actually interesting meta reasons for this so the sour taste has dissipated somewhat.])

this poor doctor. she’s so done with him. 

...he’s definitely not gonna pay attention to the monitor is he

that journal’s gonna get zero use oop

(I was duly impressed when he actually did use it later)

huh, liking how we immediately dive into the effect tourism has had on the Philippines. so we’re getting some commentary here too? I can deal with that

...wow. bad shop. eek

I’m sorry but I am loving the touch with the floorboards and such breaking beneath Alex. the look on his face is just perfect

and the monitor goes off! for tbh the last reason I expected it to first go off for, excellent 

MOTORCYLE? did they give him a motorcycle?!

awww no it’s the baddies who have the motorcycle :(

hmm this should be interesting. loving the look of this leader guy tho

--aaaand good asthetic guy is dead! with an ice pick! creepy and creative! 

bar. no way this could go wrong

internal battle! understandable that Alex wants out, buuuuuuut if he’s anything like I suspect he is--

--yup, picking a fight, with a damn pool cue--

--not picking a fight?

...picking a fight. by being friendly. *sigh*

yuuuuuuuup. that’s definitely good for your heart

badass fighting scene! with a pool cue, that’s a new one! love seeing Kane take ordinary objects and turn them into fighting tools

(ngl this had Eliot vibes. that said I am thrilled to see how damn good these fight scenes are and this is making me even more excited for Redemption)

aaaaaaaaaand oh fuck this was a police setup. which. I actually did not see coming, huh

ahahah they’re pissed! because he messed up their bust? or because he just saved their asses? 

...probably technically the former but I suspect the latter is also true

refusing to get Involved being foreshadowed by his indecision earlier! of course he’s going to get Involved anyway, only question is how

“hitter” I SEE YOU. I SEE YOU AND YOUR REFERENCES. I SEE YOU DEVLIN AND KANE

pfffffffffffFFFFFT the meditation, oh gods

that voice. oh Alex. 

I genuinely cannot tell if this is him actually trying or if this is him begrudgingly making an attempt because he has to

lacquering(?) the doors, which, hey, actually look pretty nice--this place is gonna look good when it’s done isn’t iii--

oh fuck Alex is being attacked

(this is definitely something to be concerned about. yes. totally. not like we haven’t already seen him take down a bunch of guys.)

with a garrot! this is definitely totally not how he’s gonna get Involved

oh my gods the detail with the paint. nothing says Competent like getting irritated at how the baddie interrupted your house restoration

hehehehe Involved

oooh, hmm, he thinks they sent the guy after him? what kind of corruption has Alex faced? I mean it’s not an unreasonable fear, but jeez, it sounds like this has happened to him before. doesn’t say much good about the DEA...

huh, this is a level of disturbed I haven’t seen from Kane before. which, granted, I have only seen him in Leverage, but I’ve never seen him pull this out before. the voice crack is an excellent touch

also, worth noting, Alex is definitely a notable level of... hmm, paranoid? this is just a tad bit frantic, though that’s understandable from a guy who almost got killed while in the middle of an attempted meditation

oh god being cocky in the middle of a briefing. poor Kai 

--being cocky and competence porn! of course he takes the watch and turns it into a lesson

...he must be a hell of a teacher

(also, bonus points for actually using the journal. maybe he’s taking this health thing more seriously than I thought he would?)

may I repeat: COMPETENCE PORN

uh-huh, you’re so not involved, definitely, Alex, not like you’re gonna get pulled straight into this or anything

Ernesto is just watching to see how things play out, Kai is... trying to do things the right way, and Alex...

...Alex gives precisely zero fucks. buddy you are so not subtle

right, walking straight into the lion’s den! radiating confidence! terrifying

this is a disturbing level of truth he’s sharing for this lie. I mean, best lies are crafted from truth, but... jeez

hm. so is Alex also a “I don’t like guns” type guy? 

(probably not for the same reasons as Eliot doesn’t [his is definitely more in the “they make it too easy to kill” department whereas I would guess Alex has either more tactical or PTSD reasons], but, hmm. this is something to watch for)

(did they know they were bringing back Leverage when they set up Almost Paradise? I’m genuinely wondering if they didn’t write some Eliot traits into Alex specifically bc they knew Kane missed playing him)

this is a fantastically confident level of grifting--what exactly did he do in the DEA, precisely?

...ah. cool asthetic guy. stuffed in the freezer. gotta admit, I definitely didn’t see that one coming. creepy! 

(and it looks like you actually managed to shake Alex a little, hah)

aaaaaand in the meantime we have Kai following his advice! in an... interesting way. hm. 

(surprisingly this does not annoy me that much in hindsight. not sure why)

and understandably, this does not go over well! except, oh, fuck, DEA guy. this ain’t gonna be good

...worse. worse than I thought. what happened to you, Alex? former partner? whaaat

“attacks”? 

this gonna be the typical “traumatized white dude has Anger Attacks” type thing? 

honestly I immediately went “probably not” given how it was handled in Leverage. wasn’t sure though. but that does leave the question of what sort of attacks? it doesn’t seem like it’d be meltdowns, so what does that leave? 

hmmm. DEA guy is an Ass. we Do Not Like him. I’ve known Alex for less than half an hour but you do not do that to him. you do not use trauma against your guy, Jerkface. 

cutting a deal? this should be interesting

...well shit. I. am sincerely hoping Kai isn’t about to walk in on anything too bad

this definitely isn’t gonna be a fight though, that I called right off the bat

--bottles. dammit

oh, Christ. attempted OD or just drunk?

just drunk! good! well, very Not Good, but better than the other thing

pffffft dunking him in the water and then him going straight back to the water when he sees her, that is both absolutely hilarious and deeply concerning

aaand I’m agreeing with Kai but also, poor guy just got confronted with a hell of a lot of things that would raise his trau--

...mm. yeah. that’d be it. 

...I. was. not expecting that much backstory info straight off. holy cow, Alex. that is. messed up. someone get this man a hug

“one of the guys that cared too much”

(...like you?)

(or is that why you won’t let yourself care now?)

fuck, there was a lot more to that boat scene than I thought. ow

partner who betrayed him like that? I’m just. gods. 

Trust Issues is definitely gonna be a Thing isn’t it

can we just take a second to appreciate how Christian Kane is playing the absolute hell out of this character

aaaand Kai brings him back to the city for a Heartwarming Reminder of why he was in the game! this is very tropey but it is, as John Rogers has pointed out, an instance of the “well-worn writing tool” rather than feeling cheesy! 

holy crap Kai has lost. a lot of people. oh man

ahahahaha classic “why did you bring me here?” line! you know why, Alex. you know why

oh, and Ernesto gets a chance to help him out! I’m already enjoying this so much

awww and Kai shows up to help encourage him! with coffee! supportive friend and very obvious but honestly okay love interest! good!!!

(what the heck is with Devlin and his crew and sticking Kane with two besties? based on Ernesto’s dynamic with him I’m guessing this isn’t gonna be an OT3 but. I am loving the trend)

“I’m gonna regret this in the morning” pfft

huh, working with the DEA agents. not like he’s gonna go off script or anything. that’s totally not gonna happen is it

hehe irritated look while they’re putting on the mic. he is so very unimpressed

--”little episodes”--episodes? 

moment of appreciation for the un-forced-feeling diversity in these police squads

“how’s the anxiety?” I’m sorry what

hold up, when we say “episodes”--are we talking panic attacks? does Alex have actual goddamn anxiety? 

...actually with PTSD? that would make complete sense. I am... intrigued. I am really hoping that that’s the case, actually, because having seen how well they handled Parker and her PTSD in Leverage (as well as Nate’s and Eliot’s) I have a lot of faith that they could pull that off really well, actually. That would be good. 

ppFFFT TAKING OFF THE WIRES RIGHT OFF THE BAT

wait what. you’re telling them everything? what’s your game here? 

“get that frikkin gun outta my face!” yup, not a fan of guns! no disarming though? huh

(also can we just. appreciate how Kane manages to make “frikkin” sound just as much like the cuss it’s replacing?)

(LET ALEX SAY FUCK)

oh. OH

hi Ernesto! hi Kai! I see what y’all doing

ohhhhhhhhhh Alex you goddamn genius. Getting rid of all of the drugs so there’s no way the precise thing he was claiming to be doing can happen. I like this

THE MEDITATION COMING ON ON THE RECORDING I CAN’T--OH MY GODS

Alex please tell me you know how to disarm a gun. please. guns are not effective at that distance

OH. OH I DID NOT SEE KAI COMING. 

got ‘em! murder confession, how did I not see that coming? good stuff

Kai can fight! 

KAI CAN FUCKING FIGHT WOW

I am very much appreciating Kai right now

also is that a FLYING KICK from Ernesto?

they better give these people more fight scenes

aaaaand straight into the water, oh god. I’m assuming this was a choice made because Alex is familiar with this territory? ...I do not think I want to know where Alex learned to fight underwater.

(I really really really want to know.) 

how the fuck has your monitor not gone off by now Alex

choking him out underwater, okay, wow 

what size are your lungs? this is long

extra kudos for excellent underwater filming and wow I am hoping the actors actually came up for air

(this is also unreasonably beautiful for a scene where you’re choking out a drug lord. the water is so pretty)

Evil DEA guy (no I am not going to learn his name, he doesn’t deserve it) is gonna be Alex’s Agent Sterling, isn’t he? this should be interesting

heh, police chief is taking his side! good stuff, good stuff

(it is very nice to see Alex getting some people in his corner after knowing what hell the DEA put him through)

Alex has fallen so damn hard for Kai. this is very very adorable actually

awww he’s really getting into fixing up the shop, isn’t he? I’m sincerely looking forward to seeing how he gets this up and going, it really looks like he’s enjoying himself

somehow I am starting to wonder if the cocky “oh yeah I’m opening up a gift shop how exciting huh” thing at the start wasn’t... actually genuine. he... is enjoying this, isn’t he? good. very good

I am unreasonably invested in this man’s wellbeing for one episode in

!!!!!!!!! HE GETS HIS PARADE

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

giving him his reason to keep going! yes! yessss

oh Alex you are attached now. you are very attached. good luck my dude and don’t let the trust issues get in the way

this is a good show. this is a heckin awesome show. 

also, side note, it is SO PRETTY

I am just loving loving loving all of the scenery. competence porn AND landscape and city porn. beautiful. perfection. excellent

...that was. much longer than I anticipated oops 

anyway, conclusion: hot damn this is a fun show! I am very excited to keep watching this. Alex officially has my heart, even if he’s a bit of a cocky bastard sometimes. Kane is fucking hilarious. (More reasons to be excited for Redemption!) Kai and Ernesto also have my heart, and I am extremely interested to see their character development. 

Honestly, the beauty is surprising. I didn’t expect to just enjoy how pretty it is. The blues of the ocean, the intense tropical colors, even the run-down gift shop--there’s such a gorgeous aesthetic to it all. If I wasn’t already invested in the characters and plot, I’d be invested for that alone. 

So... I have some thoughts on Alex and the show structure.

He’s obviously very disillusioned. There’s a lot of nods to the idea of war--he’s commonly referring to himself as a soldier, as a veteran, maybe as a casualty. I’m gonna take a totally wild guess here and say this show is going to be focused on the drug issues in the Philippines. (Wow, Synapse, how the heck’d you guess that?) I do find describing the war on drugs as a war, and going into the terminology that comes with it, very appropriate, and I like how this show is actively calling this to attention rather than using it as a convenient plot. They’re actually addressing the issue and discussing its impact. And given how overlooked certain aspects of the impact of the drug war on the Philippines is, this is a good choice, especially in order to alert American viewers to the issue. I’m curious to see how they handle that.

Again, interesting drawing parallels to war, too, and comparing it against the likes of WWI and Vietnam. It really gives that sense of weight to the issue and defines a vital aspect of it: the impact of the war on drugs on the people involved. It emphasizes that the people who are fighting it suffer consequences and PTSD just as a soldier in the field does, and it also emphasizes, with Kai, that it isn’t just the people actively fighting who bear the consequences. It’s also the people on the sidelines--it’s the families, the people on the streets by the gunfights, the economical impact, etcetera. 

But there’s also an element to Alex’s character that automatically makes him relatable to a lot of people... and it has nothing to do with the PTSD, nothing to do with the war on drugs, nothing really to do with the main issues. It is, simply, the intense hopelessness and depression that comes with trying to make a difference. In his case it’s making a difference on a severe worldwide issue. But the vast majority, if not all, of Almost Paradise’s audience should be able to relate to a feeling of never doing enough. And there’s certainly a large section of that group who can relate to being part of a fight that never seems to end. Doesn’t matter what you’re doing--if it’s driven at helping, it rarely ever feels like you ever do enough. But the advice given is excellent. One of the best things to do, when you’re feeling hopeless over this, is to focus on and take deep joy in the impact you do make. 

Alex is an expression of a frustration that a lot of people deal with. This, I think, is one of the reasons why he instantly drew me--and presumably the rest of the audience--in (outside of a fantastic actor and great humor). He’s relatable. He’s something that most people can see a part of themselves in. 

Anyway, symbolism and real-world talk aside, this is just... fun. It’s genuine fun. We’re covering rough issues, but there’s a lot of well-written tropes in here too that are written in that way that makes them enjoyable to relive rather than painful. The humor is delightful and plentiful. There’s a lot of beautiful feel-good moments. I’m suspecting this’ll be a comfort show, and I am perfectly all right with that. 

Onto the next episode!

[tired0artist]

sing to me (part three)

<<part one>> <<part two>>

paring: female!V x Johnny Silverhand

summary: a street kid V falls in love with SAMURAI music and idolises Johnny Silverhand. years later she finally understands the saying “never meet your idols”

warnings: angst and fluff, Johnny being a dick as always, arguments, V plays the guitar, MORE JOHNNY AND V ACTION IN THIS ONE!!!, references to death, more/different warnings in the future parts

note: I’m describing my V, but you can imagine her however you want tho

•SAMURAI fan V (street kid)•

She was tugging on her hair, groaning in pain as she stumbled out of the elevator.

“Ughh..! Fuck!”

“The hell’s that?” Johnny questioned, looking both shocked and a bit panicked “No, no, dammit!”

V sat down on some box and focused on breathing, her chest and head feeling on fire. She saw him pace around and asked.

“Jesus.. the fuck do you want from me?”

Johnny’s head snapped to her and he stormed over, making her flinch in fear. But instead of attacking her, he grabbed a stool and sat down, saying.

“It’s all going too slow. Gonna decomish before we learn how to rip the chip out”

V glared at him “Wanted me dead. You don’t care if I die”

Johnny calmed down a bit, took off his glasses and looked at her. His nearly black eyes, soft and truthful.

“Made it pretty clear since, that I changed my mind. Want you to live now”

She was taken a bit back by the sincerity that she picked up from his tone.

“What do you want, Johnny?” she asked more calmly, calling him by his name for the first time.

He lit up a cigarette and said “I got a get-outta-jail-free card. I’d be a fucking fool not to take advantage. See me and Arasaka, we got a half-century-old score needs settling, and I plan to do it” he turned towards her adding “That’s. What I need you for, kid”

“So you just... want to use me? Great. Fucking fantastic, Silverhand. Listen I hate the corpos and Arasaka too. But I am still sane enough to know that it’s a lost fight”

He rolled his eyes “I didn’t ask for your opinion, kid. I just need you to take me from point A to point B”

“Fuck you. I’m not a Delamain!”

“Listen I know things. Where we can save your life, who can help us do that. You’ll get rid of the chip, I’ll smash Saka. It’s a win-win kid. Soul killer is what we need and Mikoshi’s how we grab it”

V sighed heavily and tugged on her hair in frustration “What’s this Mikoshi?”

“Okay, basics. If you’re jacked in, cruising the Net. Arasaka can use Soulkiller, an AI, to trap, fry and pack away your psyche, your mind and your soul. Following so far?”

“Yeah... that’s how you died. I saw it”

Johnny didn’t look pleased, as he said “Okay... seems we got a few more things to broach that I thought, but that will come later”

He continued on explaining the importance of Mikoshi and how it works. V nodded along, he had some points. Mikoshi definitely was a place that they needed to go to.

“—so you’re going to live and I’ll destroy Arasaka. As I said. Win-win, kid”

“No” she said, surprising him “We need to explore some options, find allies, find resources and then. And only, then we will attack Arasaka and get to Mikoshi. Not sooner or later”

With that she got up and stumbled away, subconsciously feeling Johnny follow her.

“Kid, we need to work fast! You don’t have time! You’re already falling apart!”

“I don’t have any other choice but to live through it. We need more time, we can’t go into all of this with a hot head”

Johnny sighed “You don’t get it—“

V spun around and pointed at him “No, you’re the one who doesn’t get it. You went into Arasaka, full of rage and devoid of reason. And see where it got you?”

He glared at her and clenched his fists. She nearly flinched in fear of him attacking her once again, but she stood her ground.

After glaring at each other for some time, V let out a cough, groaning in pain. Johnny sighed and grabbed her, leading her to a bench outside.

“Rest up, kid. You won’t do much, being dead”

V sat down, feeling a bit surprised to see Johnny sit down beside her. She coughed into her hand and saw a bit of blood there, V stared at her shaking hand. The proof was there.

She was really going to die.

“You’re not. I’m not letting you, kid. We’ll work something out” Johnny said from beside her, his arms crossed as he stared at the people passing by “Call, that braindance chick. You promised that you would”

V nodded and shook her head, trying to get rid of the blue glitches she saw. She then looked back at Johnny and noticed that he left. Bitting her lip she did as he said, called Judy.

After the call, she went back to her apartment for the night. Taking her guitar she played “Never fade away” singing softly.

Her take on the song was more heavy and calm. Each word consumed by the emotional state she was in.

“We’ll never fade away...” she whispered, ending the song, somewhat abruptly. Not because she forgot the lyrics.

But because her thoughts lingered on Johnny and what happened today.

He was still a dick and managed to annoy her to no end. But then again, he really seemed like he didn’t mean her any harm. Also as much as she didn’t want to admit it, he was being useful and had a lot of info on Arasaka.

V let out a deep sigh and started playing again, thinking.

Maybe I can try and trust him.

Few days later V was walking down the dirty corridor. The place was abandoned, but still she had her guard up. As she neared the door, Johnny appeared.

“Knock four times kid, or the dog will bite”

She sighed and did as he said.

After that things escalated quickly. One minute V was talking to Hanako and another she was falling through the floor.

V let out a groan, her body hurting as black spots danced in front of her vision.

“Get your ass up, samurai! We need to delta!”

She groaned and looked at Johnny, who was looking between her and the corridor where the soldiers were coming.

“—Takemura...” she whispered, worried for the man.

Johnny quickly grabbed her by the shoulders “He’s dead, but you’re not. So get up and get out of here”

V nodded and with his help got on her feet, reloading his gun she got to work.

Halfway through the complex she met and saved Takemura, thankfully Johnny didn’t comment on it. The rockerboy went into full soldier mode as he navigated her through the corridors and warning about possible dangers.

As she and Takemura exited the building, she fell on her knees. The relic and injuries catching up with her.

“V?!” yelled Johnny, kneeling next to her.

“We need to split up! I’ll contact you once it’s safe!” said Takemura, soon disappearing in the crowd.

It pissed Johnny off as he yelled on top of his lungs “FUCKING DOG! HELP HER!”

“Johnny... we need... need to go. I-I’ll be fine...” V said, getting on her feet and quickly stealing a car that was parked not far.

The rockerboy stayed visible all the time, his metal hand heavy on her thigh. He was talking to her the whole time, trying to distract her.

V soon hid inside of a old and nasty motel. There she sat on the bed with a gun pointed at the door as Johnny watched what was going on outside the window.

Not long after their arrival a proxy working for Hanako. V talked to her, agreeing to met her at Embers.

She waited for the proxy to drive away, to leave the room. Her whole world still swaying and glitching.

Johnny stayed visible, as he leaned against a pillar. His face showing that he disapproved.

“What Johnny...? Got some words about the... porcelain cunt?”

The rockerboy only shook his head just as V started coughing up blood.

“Fuck..! Not now!” she yelled, stumbling away trying to get into her stolen car.

“V wait! Shit! Get ready!” Johnny yelled after her.

She almost made it to the door when she completely fell on the ground. Johnny rolled her on her back and watched as she had something that looked like a seizure.

“—Johnny! I’m dying—ughhhh!!!“ she screamed, tears running down her cheeks.

Johnny grabbed her hands, looking at her with worry “No, no, no kid! You ain’t dying yet! I got you”

That’s when V’s whole world went black.

Next time she woke up on the ground, pills in her hand, her body weak and in pain.

“J-Johnny?” she asked, weakly trying to find him.

“That smell, is the sea breeze” he said looking down at her with a soft smile “Get up, Pacific’s beautiful this time of day”

V got up and leaned next to him, watching the sea.

“I almost flatlined yesterday...”

“Almost” Johnny quickly said, harshly as if to force the word on her.

V ignored it for now as she stared at the sea “It’s beautiful... I could wake up to such view everyday”

“Me too” said Johnny as he glanced at her from behind his glasses, unsure himself which view he was talking about.

V closed her eyes as the wind ruffled her already fucked up hairstyle. The air was clearer than in the city. Very... light and a bit colder too.

As she opened her green eyes she looked around asking “Pacifica? What’s this building?”

“Old hotel - the Pistis Sophia. We’re her sole guests right now. Wanted to show you something, come on” Johnny said, while slowly walking away.

V followed him, still feeling a bit disoriented.

“You took over” she stated, leaning against the wall while walking.

“What was I supposed to do? Leave you there? It’s not like I could carry you somewhere...” he said, his fists clenched as he looked annoyed at something.

Feeling a bit bad for calling him out, she simply nodded, saying “Thank you”

He looked at her and he visibly relaxed saying “What are imaginary friends for?”

V moved to follow him again, only to fall on the ground.

“Careful!” Johnny said, glitching to her side.

“I think that I’m going to die soon...” she said.

“Bullshit. We still have time” he denied, holding her elbow.

She smiled at him sadly and said “Okay... show me why we’re here”

Johnny led her to a room, watching as she weakly crawled over the broken window.

“There’s a hidey-hole where I’m standing. Open it. Empty it” he instructed as V got to her feet.

She did as he asked and took the dog tags that were there, sitting on the ground she turned to look at Johnny in question.

“Yours?” she asked him.

“They were. Belong to you now”

V was confused as she stared at her metal in her hand “Fifty years back... Mexican conflict?”

Johnny nodded slightly “When I was a young and stupid kid like you. I enlisted with a corp army. Was in Mexico when I realised that no matter the conflict, corps always win. Ordinary people always lose”

She nodded, seeing the truth in his words. All the corpo fucks got rich because of the wars, that they started. That got good people killed.

“Why are you giving them to me?”

Johnny shifted in his seat “Imagine we’re deployed together, fighting in a war side by side. Would you take a bullet for me?”

V’s eyes got wide, but with little hesitation she whispered “Yes. I would”

He smiled at her, shoulders relaxing as he said “Tags belonged to a man who sacrificed his life for mine in Mexico. Been thinking about our... predicament. Wanna be clear. I will do you no wrong. When the time comes, it’ll be my life for yours. I’ll agree to get wiped. Tags are proof of my promise”

She stared at him, the man that she was afraid of for a long time. Idolised once. And saw nothing but honesty.

V bit her lip and whispered “I would do the same for you Johnny. And... if it will be possible... I would like to try and save you too”

“That’s real cute kid, but impossible. Still, I appreciate the sentiment” he said with a smile “Now I got a request. Whatever happens to me. I want Smasher gone and for Rogue to be there when it happens”

“Okay. Done, but you sure Rogue will bother with it?” V asked getting up and walking over to the exit, along with Johnny.

“She will. I’ll ask her personally, besides you’ll need back up”

“Personally? What do you mean by that?” she asked.

Johnny crossed his arms “You’ll drop one of Misty’s pills and I’ll go talk to Rogue. Convince her to help us out. I promise”

V bit her lip, finally nodding “Alright. I trust you”

“Thanks, kid. Now let’s go home and in the evening we’ll go to the Afterlife” he said, disappearing.

She sighed heavily and got through the window, heading back to her apartment. The dog tags clutched in her hand.

•english isn’t my first language so sorry for any errors.

•you wanna be tagged in the next parts? leave a comment!

•thanks for reading! hope you like it. I will be going through some parts of the main story and beyond. I’m planning it to be a bit longer so if you want something longer than 5/6 parts, this is for you

•tag list: @signwriting @missweatherwax @axshadows

[bittybattybunny]

You know what? This has been on the back of my mind for awhile, but PLEASE EITHER POST A LINK TO YOU GOING OF ABOUT YOUR SOUL EATER WORLD BUILDING HEADCANONS, OR RAMBLE AWAY HERE BECAUSE I WANT TO HEAR YOU TALK, ESPECIALLY SINCE PART OF ME WANTS TO KNOW WHY YOU LOVE THE TRASH SWORD!!!!!!???????

KLFSJKFJKDSFKFD

THIS

THIS IS NOT THE ASK I AS EXPECTING TO GET

UMM

UUHHH

I DONT HAVE IT ANYWHERE ONLINE ABOUT WHY I LOVE HIM UM

I NEVER

THOUGHT SOMEONE WOULD ACTUALLY WANT TO KNOW??? UM UM IDK IF I CAN PUT IT ALL IN LIKE ONE POST??? IT'S UM

well, I have a lot of headcanons but the long-short is I just think he’s neat.

Um alright so since you specifically asked tho about Excalibur I can ramble a lil on my thoughts on him??

Alright buckle up; I have no idea how long this will get. Please understand I have been a member of the soul eater fandom since yen plus started translating it into English.

I do not really interact with the fandom (not really sure why I never did/do. I guess it’s just cuz when I got into the fandom I didn’t really have access to fandom spaces and by the time I did I wasn’t really sure about it.)

however, I have cosplayed as both Eurka Frog (and I met Todd Haberkorn!!! I chased him to an elevator and threw a fanart at him and then ran away. I did get him to sign a piece the next day. he’s super nice. I am very distressed I missed a chance to get a signed piece by Troy Baker and I really cannot express how upset I am by this. Like honest to god I am so upset. I had been in line I was ready I was so pumped-- and then my friend was like hey let's go he has a thing tomorrow you can do it then and like an idiot, I did and guess what wasn’t the next day? a troy baker signing. Sighs. He’s not been at any cons I've attended since so I’m so disheartened I will never get my annoying sword autograph) As well as Maka Albarn (IDK if I posted photos or not but I think it’s on my cosplay blog or on twitter)

Anyhow onto Excalibur and why I think he’s a pretty neat character.

We’re going into a read more cuz this is LONGGGGGG

Also Obviously I am going into spoiler territory

I pull info from both the anime and manga when it comes to my personal SE HCs. This is more evident in my Shinigami-Sama/Kishin headcanons but I’ll save those for another post if there’s actually an interest in it (as well as my Chrona is a Genie hc. that one is a shorter HC but yeah.) My friends who’ve sat and listened to me (and my sister who knows the show but isn't invested like I am. Like fun fact is even tho I don't do much fanart; anytime I see soul eater cosplayers or merch I like to get it.) say I’m pretty convincing so lol.

So Excalibur as a whole is set up to be this hella annoying, talks over you, egotistical, member of the great old ones, warlord of anger, most powerful weapon.

(ﺧ益ﺨ) 

in both the anime and manga he’s shown to always seem to stick to the same points when he talks. His legend begins in the 12th-century blah blah.

And his ridiculous list to become his meister.

Which set him up to be as you put “trash sword”

But I think it actually helps open something up.

So I, myself am a rambler when I’m nervous or excited. I will reiterate points when I’m frightened or upset (for my I tend to ramble on stupid factoids like octopus or my chronic illness)

And I kinda see this in Excalibur. Not a nervousness per se but that he’s purposely putting up a barrier between him and others.

He’s lonely.

He’s willing to cut down on the list of requirements for Kid and Black Star. Even with Ox he was asking to be taken. And He did partner with Hiro for a time.

He’s been in that cave for a long time. Since Asura pretty much.

How does a weapon who can pair to anyone and is as powerful as he is get shoved into a rock and left there just because he’s “annoying”

This always bugged me.

More so when we get moments later on when he’s like chatting with Death or Kid and he’s actually really serious. Like there’s no pretense, no interrupting. Like yes he does slightly interrupt when they aren’t listening or say something dumb but for the most part you see a completely different side to him.

This is what cemented in my head the fact the whole “annoying” bit is an act he does. He’s capable of emotions. He shows attachment to things like his legend.

Specifically that bit always made me think he really misses King Arthur. Like why else would he always fixate on that? like his legend begins sure but there’s more to it right? he never talks about his time with Shinigami and the old ones. Only his legend and then how he was such a wild child. but it lacks substance. The guy is over 800 years old there should be more he can ramble about.

So here’s where my headcanon takes a weird turn

but I think Excalibur.

Is the sorcerer Merlin.

A man born with a Grigori Soul and the ability to use magic. It’s shown Eibon and Excalibur tended to not get along. and Eibon based the demon weapons on Excalibur but wouldn’t tell him.

Excalibur isn’t counted as a demon weapon. he’s a holy sword.

There is no other record of a weapon like this.

I think Merlin, in an attempt to help his dear friend Arthur with his battles, turned himself into a powerful weapon to aide him. He’s an old one with the power of Madness of Anger. Anger can take many forms including possessive love. Wouldn’t it make sense for someone who knows they are strong to do everything they can for their loved one? I know I’ve been angry enough to kill for the ones I love. Like nothing makes me angrier than someone hurting someone i care about.

I think he was heartbroken to outlive the king. Clearly he doesn’t age and is super focused on the 12th century. I think it really hurt him.

Moving to another point

he’s selfish. Egotistical. but i think it’s another front. Like yes he has some pride obviously. But all his stories involve other people. Shouting fool at anyone who who deems worthy of the name.

People won’t care if you get hurt if you’re a dick.

You can’t get hurt if you aren’t close to people.

If not evidenced by my AHIT oc Eclipse and my baby Kai; I’m a sucker for self sacrificing in the name of love because you don’t see yourself worthy or love. (this is more self projecting than anything but I’m not gonna unpack that here)

I think Excalibur is the same way. he demands to walk in front of people. he wants to be the center of attention. But he won’t get close to others. He’ll take the burden on of being annoying and strong so people focus on him and others can sneak around.

So to sum up my personal headcanons:

Excalibur is a sorcerer named Merlin who had a powerful grigori soul and turned himself into a weapon to aide the man he was close to (and yes I’m 100% suggesting he had romantic feelings for Arthur. but Arthur was for Guinevere so he stood to the side and let them be) He plays up being an asshole because he doesn’t want to lose another person since he outlived Arthur.

Also i didn’t clarify the reason I say he has a grigori soul is due to the facts we know about them. Wings, Halo, purifying, rare. these traits are shared by Excalibur when he’s wielded. I think it’s a pretty cut and dry reason for why I say this ya know?

So Why do I like him?

I think he’s a character who gets written off as a joke superficially but when you sit and reread the manga or rewatch the anime and pay close attention to him; there’s actually a lot there to unpack and enjoy. I think he’s a deep character who puts up a front to protect himself but slowly warms up (I mean heck he’s clearly running around by the end of the manga. and people aren’t screaming)

So thanks for coming to my ted talk I love Excalibur and I don’t care if I’m the only one who does.

Also if curious, my fanstory “Fuller” which has my oc Mira and Excalibur as the main focus actually takes place post Manga and stuff.

Um I guess tho if you want to hear my two cents on anything else soul eater you can ask too I have a bunch of other theories like how Kishin are actually a race not just demonic souls and how soul types show there’s more in the world than we get shown (like look at Free. He’s an immortal werewolf. what’s up with that? and Maka had a Genie hunter during a resonance which means those exist and then there’s teh thing with witches and then blair is a weird existence and just. look. I have a lot of feelings for this even tho I don’t post much on it.)

I just love soul eater okay

[marvinswriting]

Northshore's couples, written by anonymous, about anonymous.

a crack idea bear and I had that I took seriously

g/t mean girls

November, 12th

Ifykyk.

Hey, Northshore! Welcome to a new section of the school newspaper. I've been fighting for a gossip blog for a hot minute now, and since the paper is dying down, Northshore is finally allowing it. 

But this isn't just any gossip blog.

This is the place where I'm gonna -try- to answer your most burning questions about Northshore couples in question.

All through anonymity and observation.

To start, let's meet the students. All names have been changed so identities can stay hidden. In the tinies we've got: J, A, and R. Then in the giants there is: D, C, G, K, and S.

Who's with who? Who hates who? Who's got some secrets under the surface? Come back next week.

"Full offense to Northshore, this sounds stupid as fuck." Janis huffed, tossing down the newspaper, letting it fall to the table. 

Karen looked at the small girl of Damian's shoulder.

"Why do you think?"

"Gossip blogs are unoriginal and boring. The school newspaper is grasping at straws."

"They can be fun when done right." Regina points out. "I say we check in next week and find out more about the students it's about."

"Whats-" Cady frowned. "What's a gossip blog?"

"Aww, baby's first gossip blog! We have to keep up with this one. Just for Cady." Damian said.

Karen watched with amusement as her friends discussed gossip blogs and if they were any good.

This will be fun. 

November 19th

Love the feedback from last week guys! You're all as hyped as I am. And no. I won't confirm who your suspicions are. Stop slipping notes under the computer lab door.

This week J and D were seen together. (It's not uncommon.) 

A was seen kissing C when they thought nobody was looking. But don't be fooled, somebody is always looking.

Not to be creepy or anything.

Just- we saw that, A. 

You won't spot R without K or G anywhere near them, don't know if any of them are dating though.

Development into J and D's relationship as D is seen defending J from S. Sources couldn't hear what they were saying but it sounded pretty hostile. Is it just caring friends or something a little more?��

This blog is focused around uncovering Northshore's couples once and for all. Have any tips? There's been a box placed by the computer lab door. Got any other people you want to see covered? Let me know!

Until next week, the anon who writes about anons. Xx!

"So," Cady looked down at her newspaper. "A gossip blog, is just talking about people?"

"Hence, the gossip part." Janis folder her own tiny newspaper, tossing it onto the cafeteria table from Damian's pocket. "And it's stupid."

"I wonder who it's about?" Gretchen said. "I know everything about everybody. But all this info? This is news to me."

"It's obviously about-" Karen paused. Was she the only one to figure it out?

Wasn't she the dumb one?

"Never mind. I dunno who it's about either."

"I don't understand why you care so much." Janis huffed.

"Because its fun to be nosey about lives that aren't ours. Duh." Regina said.

November, 26th

Happy Friday, Northshore!

Wow, lots of you sent in info about J and D. Whether you've cracked the code on who they are or maybe you're just observant of two fellow students- there is no denying they're pretty affectionate.

Since we're on the topic, let's start with J and D.

Kisses. Lots of them.

Romantic, or just friends? The duo themselves give pretty mixed answers so we must take matters into our own hands and draw our own conclusions. J was seen skipping class on multiple occasions and hiding with D. I hope J has a good tutor. I could never miss that much info.

R and G are seen together. K seems like they're third-wheeling. Somebody get them out of there. K, if you need a sos, slip a note in the box bby. We've got you.

If you want to talk about PDA, look no further than A and C. Wow! A hello kiss, a kiss kiss, a GOODBYE KISS? They may not say it themselves but those two are definitely a fairytale couple.

No updates to S. #singleforlife.

Sorry, S. If you're reading this.

"Well, A and C just sound gross." Janis frowns.

"Don't be negative, Jan." Damian shakes his head at the girl on the table. "They sound cute."

"Overly cute." Cady says.

"I'm glad somebody agrees." Janis huffed.

"Poor K. Thridwheeling a couple is awful." Gretchen sympathizes.

"We don't know if R and G are dating." Aaron points out. "We don't know if any of these people are dating. I'm kinda hooked."

"Well, third-wheeling best friends is even worse." Cady sighs, glancing at Damian and Janis. 

Karen looked at the newspaper in her hands with a soft smile. She had a note to drop off.

December 3rd

Happppppy Friday! I have a big announcement right off the bat!

It is I, the writer, formally known as Anon. But now there's two of us! Me, the writer, and another student- the spy. Between the two of us (and your help from the box!) we're gonna crack these relationships open in no time!

This week's rundown!

R was with G the whole week. There was not one time they were separated. 

A, J, and R were seen in the tiny halls together where  A was overheard talking fondly about C.

Is there a fight for J?

D and S seem to never want to leave J alone.

Although, if you asked the writer, I'm totally team JD. Message for S? This isn't middle school anymore. Being mean to somebody isn't a good way to show your emotions. Message for D? You're doing fabulous, I'm rooting for you. Message for J? Pick fucking wisely. 

I'm a bit biased but my info is not. 

Don't you worry.

Until next week, you know where the box is! Xx.

"Aw, J and D sound like a cute couple." Regina cooes.

"A and C don't." Janis shook her head. "To sappy."

"Is Jan warming up to the gossip blog? And forming opinions?" Damian teased.

Karen shook her head in disbelief. The fact that her friends were yet to catch on-

-they were dense. Not idiots, just dense.

"S sounds like an asshole." Gretchen shook her head. "Bet its a boy. Yknow when a boy would pull your hair in elementary school and you'd get told, oh boys will be boys. He just likes you! Yeah. S is a dude for sure."

"Not every boy was like that. I wasn't." Damian said.

"You're gay." Janis rolled her eyes. 

December 10th

Heyo Northshore! It's the writer. Might I say, you look wonderful today? 

I don't see you but I'm sure you're just stunning.

A must be p r e t t y stupid because they were seen all this week studying with C. A kiss for every problem right? Hey, it's not a bad deal.

R was seen primarily with K this week, throwing off all previous theories.

Must have been a rough week for J. I'd imagine you've got to be stressed as hell to just break down randomly but guess what- they did. Lack of sleep? Hunger? S? Who knows what the culprit was.

But don't you worry, D was quick to whisk them off to someplace quiet.

Love to see it, I want a significant other like that.

The day they confirm their relationship is the day I expect a wedding invite.

See you next week! Xx.

"Wow! Looks like Jan isn't the only one in Northshore who needs to learn when to take a break before the break takes them." Damian deadpanned, lowing his newspaper.

Karen blinked. Are you kidding me?

"I was just tired." Janis huffed. "I needed a nap."

"I dunno man. A and C sound cheesy as fuck." Gretchen shook her head.

"They do. Now J and D though? That couple goals." Janis said.

Karen's hand shot to her mouth as she covered a laugh with a forced cough. "Couple? You think they're together?"

"For sure. They sound made to be!"

Oh dear.

December 17th

Winter break next week! Who's excited? We get full two weeks off this year and I'm so ready for a break.

I'll miss our resident couples in question though.

Not to throw everyone off but-

J spent the week with G. R spent the week with C. And A was with D?

Now granted by the time you're reading this print, this is two-week-old information- but why?

Did you get bored and just s w a p?

Anyway, I guess S wanted into the mix too? Because they took advantage of no D to try and get to J. It didn't work. G was there to protect our favorite JD ship. I'm not saying they're a cockblocker bc I don't wanna imply anything, but S is d e f i n it l y trying to get something out of J. Motive unclear but hey, we can assume :/

Gross.

Anyway, there were multiple fights that broke out that day so idk what yall were on but jesus christ calm down. Not relationship-related but be fucking nice to tineis.

Ugh.

K had no part in this swap of s/o but hey, they weren't third-wheeling anymore. 

Xx!

"Be fucking nice to tinies!" Regina cheers.

"J and G?" Janis frowned at the tiny newspaper in her hands. "Sorry, only know about J and D."

"Janis went from, ew gossip, to I'd die to have JD confirmed, real fast." Aaron pointed out.

"As she should." Gretchen pointed out. "They sound cute as fuck.

"Hands down they're lesbians." Regina said.

Karen shook her head, totally dumbfounded.

January, 7th

Did you miss me! I missed you. Mwah.

Right off the bat-

Uh. The box has been filled with messages from S saying, they do not like J. 

So I guess they're just an asshole.

Hey, just means team JD is gonna win.

Speaking of-

When J was asked directly they said that, I quote "D is the love of my life." But when asking D, I was told: "[J is] just a good friend". Sort your story idiots. The school wants to know!

While S may be out of the running, many sources say JC is a rising ship? Between A and C and J and C, I can't help but wonder, is there a behind the scenes JCA?

Fellow tiny students report A and J not being very close in the tiny hallways though. Now J and R tho-

J is just one lucky mate.

Who's your favorite? Let me know in the box! Xx.

"J and D." Janis says from her perch on Damian's shoulder. 

Karen just looked at her phone.

"You think there's a threesome going on in school?" Gretchen asked.

"Unlikely. I don't even this A and C sound cute. Why add another." Aaron rolled his eyes.

You don't think-

Karen sighed.

She really should tell them but- it was so much funnier this was.

Janis stood up on Damian's shoulder, pressing a quick kiss to his jaw without motive. 

Karen turned back to her phone, unsurprised if that would pop up in next week's article. 

January 14th

I love you- signed the writer.

Glad we got that out of the way.

NOW.

This was quite the week for our "couples".

First off, D and J? PDA through the roof.

Idk, maybe it's a special week, or maybe we're paying more attention and they've always been like that.

Those tiny kisses aren't lost on me, J. I see all.

Ugh, so cute.

A and C are-

"Skip this passage," Janis whined. "Nobody cares about them."

Everyone around the lunch table nodded as Karen began to read out loud again.

G kissed R?! R might have given a scowl but bystanders didn't miss the blush. Platonic or something more? That's the big question of this article but hey- this is a big step for all you GR shippers. Sorry to whoever wrote that long letter in the box passionately explaining how JR was peak friends to enemies to lovers. 

Shame.

#JD, anyway, you know where the box is! Xx.

"Fuck A and C. All my homies hate A and C." Janis grinned.

Cady nodded. "They're too cliche. It's annoying and I don't even know who they are."

Karen placed her head on the table with a groan.

She may not be smart, but these people were flat out idiots.

She felt a tug on her hair and looked up, resting her chin on the table.

"You okay, Karen?" Janis stood in front of her, Newspaper held at her side.

"Yeah, just dying on the inside a bit. Yknow, leaf emoji."

Janis made a face. "I don't but uh-" She leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to Karen's nose. "Don't leaf emoji. We like you here, alive on the inside."

Karen smiles. "Thanks, Janis." 

January 21st

Just when you think it's all figured out- J kisses K. 

In front of D.

At this point- they're all together. One big happy family. 

I'm still clinging onto my JD dream. 

Speaking off-

S is back. Did you miss them? Me neither.

They just grabbed J like nothing? Anyway, D was there to save the day obviously.

Our great big hero got a pretty precious nose kiss from J.  

I could make their own newspaper section about how cute they are. There is no way you can be that cute and n o t already engaged.

On another J note, if JD doesn't happen, I'd be pretty content with some CJ. C was seen giving J "a nice-sized smooch" (somebody from the box).

No development in the R and G category, just their usual cuteness.

Leave any tips in the box! You know where it is. Xx.

"Uh uh. JD over CJ." Janis shook her head.

Karen just placed the newspaper in her bag. Janis and Damian were quick to become J and D's biggest shippers. They were so good at confusing the school about their relationship status that they had themselves fooled.

Cady and Aaron, who were dating and just won't confirm it, hated C and A's relationship. Calling it cheesy and artificially sweet.

And Regina though R sounded like a bitch and G deserved somebody better.

The whole thing was just crazy. 

"I gotta go talk to a teacher this period. It was fun reading the paper together though." Karen said getting up.

There was a chorus of 'bye Karen's as she walked away.

The newspaper holder in the hallways was empty. Northshore's 'couples' was quick to catch on and save the newspaper program. 

Karen pushed the door open to the computer lab, making her way over to the tiny end.

"Hey, Glen."

Glen Coco looked up at her with a grin. "Got anything for me, spy?"

@realmisspolarbear @smallsoysauce @musicallygt

[acanvasofabillionsuns]

A Gay Cause

inspired by this

High School AU where Alya and Mari have been best friends for a while now, but haven’t met Adrien yet

Summary: Alya is but a dumb bi

Warnings: none

Wordcount: 1590

"Look at him," Alya points to the cute boy she'd probably talk up if she didn't already like Marinette.

"Ooh," Marinette nods appreciatively.

"I'm gonna go talk to him," Alya declares, and slides into the seat next to him with a wink. He looks at her, slightly startled.

"Hey, handsome," she purrs, offering a hand. "I'm Alya."

"Adrien." He accepts her hand. Instead of letting go after they shake, Alya uses his hand to lean in next to his ear and whisper, "How'd you like to be a fake love interest so I can make my best friend jealous?"

He leans back, looking at her in confusion. She nods back towards Marinette. "Been in love with her for a few years, but she's an oblivious idiot and won't recognize when I'm trying to flirt with her. Maybe she'll notice if I'm 'interested' someone else, yeah?"

"Well," Adrien drew out the word, considering. "If it's for a gay cause, sure."

"For a gay cause," Alya agreed, and they shook hands again before letting go. Alya pulls her phone out of her pocket and pulls up an empty contact, offering it to him to put in his info. When he hands it back, she see he's nicknamed himself "A Helper to Gays" and snorts.

"Helper to bi's, actually," she tells him. He flushes, and she snorts again, standing up to go. "It's fine. Thanks for agreeing to help."

"Of course!" He waves, endearingly awkward. "Nice to meet you!"

"You too," She winks again and sashays off to Marinette, to whom she promptly acts embarrassed. "I can't believe I did that," she whines, burying her face into Marinette's shoulder.

"There, there," Marinette pats her back, sounding slightly patronizing. "It looked like it went well."

"I winked at him," Alya bemoans. "Twice!"

"How'd he take it?"

"He didn't see it the first time, or if he did then he didn't react, and then the second time was right before I left so I didn't see his reaction. What if he thinks I'm too forward?" She can feel Marinette shifting to look at him.

"He seems fine; he's smiling."

The bell rings and the teacher starts talking before Alya can think of another thing to 'worry' about from their interaction.

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The rest of the day passes pretty smoothly and Alya and Marinette wind up at the latter's house, talking together about how they thought their first days went and snacking on pastries that didn't look pretty enough to be sold but still tasted fine.

"Oh!" Marinette exclaims suddenly, and Alya hums questioningly at her through a mouthful of croissant. "That boy you talked to this morning! It looked like you got his number, have you texted him yet?"

"Nope!" Alya sucks air through her teeth and pulls out her phone, showing Marinette the contact he'd made (she'd switched out his nickname for "Pretty Boi" for this exact scenario, so Marinette wouldn't suspect anything). "Marinette what do I sayyyy."

"How about 'hi'?" she deadpans.

"Boring. Unoriginal. Not me enough," Alya pronounces the suggestion. "I need something," she does jazz hands "y'know?"

"Like with me?" Marinette asks. Her perfectly normal, "Hi, it's Marinette!" had been greeted with, "Ah, the new friend. Welcome to insanity. No takebacks." About half an hour later she'd sent "(it's Alya, hi)", but that'd been after she'd left her stunning first text.

"Exactly!" Alya points at her. "Gotta make an impression!"

"Can't you just do the same thing you did with me?" Marinette asks.

"No, this is the first text!" Alya exclaims. "Mine was the second, since you'd texted first. I've got to come up with something suitably impressive that'll embarrass me if it's the wrong person and embarrass me a little anyway even if it is Adrien, and it's got to be recognizable as me."

"Welllll," Marinette tilts her head as she thinks. "Did you say something when you were talking that you could reference?"

"Hmm," Alya thinks back. "Oh! We talked about how bi I am." Pressing the messages button in his contact, she types, "btw bro what's ur orientation"

Marinette, reading over her shoulder, snickers and shoves Alya. "You can't be that forward!"

"Too late." Alya sticks her tongue out, and they play-fight for the next couple minutes until Alya's phone dings and they both rush over to look at the message.

"? What? Is this Alya?"

"yea yea. n i mean who r u into. we've already established i'm bi so i won't judge u if u like guys"

"Oh, no I'm straight, but power to the LGBTQ+ community, right? I don't see why people can't let others be what they are and like who they like without kicking up a fuss."

"oh ur a keeper"

"? What??"

"nothing. marinette says ur a keeper"

"I did not!" Marinette huffs with no real heat behind it and reaches for the phone.

"You were thinking it though!" Alya giggles, pulling it out of her grip. They fight over it, probably sending keysmashes and confusing Adrien horribly. Marinette manages to grab it and dance out of Alya's reach long enough to send off a text before Alya reclaims it. There are a few keysmashes and Marinette's text, "I Did Not, Alya lied"

"sorry, marinette stole my phone"

"Ah," Adrien says, and then there's a few seconds' pause before the bouncing ellipsis shows up as he asks, "DID you lie?"

"yeah, guilty as charged ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ u r a cool dude tho adrien"

"Thanks! :)" Alya shoots off a smiley face back, and the conversation naturally draws to a close.

"There!" Marinette claps her hands on her thighs. "That was easier than expected, hm?"

"And it was a better conversation than if I'd just gone with 'hi', hm?"

"I'll admit it if you do?"

"Never."

"Fair enough."

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The next few weeks pass and Alya falls into an easy friendship with Adrien, though she plays up the "budding crush" when alone with Marinette.

"You seem fine whenever you're talking to him," Marinette points out.

"It's weird! Like when I'm actually talking to him I'm fine but then we stop and it hits me that I'm talking to him, y'know?"

"Yeah," Marinette sighs. "I know the feeling."

"Oooh," Alya leans forward, hoping she's wrong but shoving her feelings aside. "Has someone got a crush?"

"Oh, like you're any better with Adrien," Marinette shoves her away. "Personal space, Als, gosh."

"Oh, c'mon, you love me," Alya flops her head into Marinette's lap.

"You're lucky I do," Marinette says and starts playing with her hair.

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"I just realized," Alya says.

"What?" Adrien asks, looking up from his textbook. They'd met up at the library to work on homework together.

"I have no clue what I'm supposed to do about Marinette."

"What about Marinette?"

"Like, the whole plan was I pretend to have a crush on you to make her jealous, right?" Adrien nodded, still looking confused. "Well, I don't know where to go now? I don't even know if she's jealous? How do I go from supposedly crushing on you to confessing to her?"

"Ohh," Adrien stares at her as the situation sinks in for him too. "I have no clue."

Alya starts giggling, feeling slightly hysterical, and faceplants into her open textbook. She asks around it, "We really are dumb, aren't we?"

"Yeah, kind of."

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Soon after Alya's realization, Marinette starts acting a little weird. It's not a big difference from her normal self, just. Squeaking in surprise a lot more. Sounding nervous around Alya for no reason she can discern. Going quiet randomly and having to be pulled back to reality.

After about a week of this, she confronts Marinette.

"Okay, girl. What's up."

"What do you mean?" Marinette asks, voice going up like it does when she's trying to play dumb.

"Girl," Alya gives her a look. "You've been acting off all week. What's up."

"Well," Marinette twists her fingers, looking off to the side. "I may have overheard you and Adrien talking in the library?"

"Okay, I couldn't hear the second half of that for squeaking. You may have what?"

"I might've overheard you and Adrien talking in the library?" Marinette says, gazing fixedly at a spot on the wall. "About... not homework?"

"Not homew— oh." Alya grabs the nearest thing—a pillow—and hides her face behind it. "You heard that? All of that?"

"Yeah..."

"Kill me now, before my embarrassment does," Alya tells the pillow. Or Marinette, she's not really sure.

"But..." There's a long pause, and Alya peeks up from behind the pillow to see Marinette looking like she's screwing up her courage.

"But?" she echoes.

"But if I do that, I—I won't be able to tell you I like you too." Marinette squeezes her eyes shut, like she's bracing for rejection. Alya can't do anything but gape at her, and slowly one of Marinette's eyes peeks out at her, then both, looking at her in concern.

"Alya? You okay? Did I break you?"

It takes a second for her to reboot, but once she does Alya smushes Mari in a hug. "Girl! Really?!"

"Really!" Marinette repliess, slipping her arms loose from Alya's grip so that she can hug her back properly.

"You wanna date each other then?" Alya asks excitedly.

"Yeah!" Marinette beams, and Alya beams back.

"Alright, girlfriend," she says, enjoying the way the word sounds.

"Alright, girlfriend," Marinette echoes, looking like she likes the sound of it just as much.

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That evening, Alya sends Adrien a selfie of the two of them, captioned, "Thanks for helping the gay cause ;)"

[mysterylover123]

BNHA Rewatch: Episode 17 “Strategy, Strategy, Strategy”

mysterylover123

This visual is so great for conveying Midoriya’s POV and emotions, isn’t it? I feel like I don’t appreciate the great visual storytelling in BNHA enough, but I love how much Horikoshi can convey with a single image. This is also a good exemplar for the early parts of BNHA too. Everyone’s out to get Deku, no exceptions. Things have gotten chummier in recent years, and I’ll admit the socially-anxious part of me misses this early atmosphere a little. A little.

Deku’s newfound empathy for All Might’s situation here is interesting - part of him beginning to understand, really understand, his goals, and his mentor as more than just an idea. 

After some worldbuilding with the Security staff, we jump to the Cavalry Team selection to see that everyone wants on Team Bakugou. In hindsight, I kinda wonder why that is. I mean, he’s powerful, but so are a lot of people here, and everyone knows he’s hard to work with. Class A saw him blow off his only teammate from the past (Iida in the BTA.) So why do they wanna work with him here? Maybe for his point value?

And Kirishima coming over to tell Bakugou bluntly “You’re basically my second choice. Teammates?” Lol. Even Bakugou’s best friend only hangs with him when Todoroki isn’t available. (Also since I hardcore ship KiriMina, I headcanon he picked this team because Mina wanted in). 

Uraraka later on cites this decision as perhaps not her best move. She realizes that her instinct to team up with Midoriya is not out of a pure sense of friendship, but rather because she wants to rely on MIdoriya’s superior skills to get by, something that she realizes may stem from a lack of confidence in herself. As I’ve observed, this seems to be one of Uraraka’s consistent flaws. She tries to copy or siphon off of other people, rather than figuring out who she is on her own. (I wouldn’t have figured this out if Uraraka didn’t point it out herself, BTW). 

This twist absolutely floored me the first time around. I’m so used to the Hero’s BFF always following him blindly, like a golden retriever, that Iida defying this just...I never saw that coming. I do compare it to how, say, Ron in HP getting jealous of Harry is treated as him being petty and just having to get over it, while Iida’s jealousy of Deku just spurs him to be better, stronger. (And also inspires Uraraka to be the same herself. Iichaco ship still sailing!) 

Mei Hatsume! I love her. Absolutely one of my favorites in the series. She definitely has the potential to be a mainstay. The series often uses her as an exemplar of the virtues of pursuing your dream, with everything you’ve got, and examining both the faults and the virtues of that mindset. 

Seeing them talk about hero packs makes me ship them a little. At the very least, a BROTP who I’d like to see interact more. (Also, Ochaco’s jealousy sets me up for a very pleasant surprise later on this arc, and a less than pleasant surprise later on in the series). 

Tokoyami, the unexpected rider! Also, dayum, Deku looks fine in that headband. That Naruto look really suits him. He also goes barefoot a lot in the series, and has notably nice feet. There’s a lot of emphasis on them throughout the series, i’ve noticed, visually, probably cause of that whole Shoot Style switch.  

And now to Team Todoroki. Gotta say, this team is pretty OP. Creation, 1/2 cold 1/2 hot, electrification and Engine. I noticed last ep that Kaminari said he’s “bad at cavalry battles”, and he ends up on the #1 team. Aw! Also, Todoroki and Momo teamwork! Todomomo ship! and setting up Iida’s future relationships with Momo and Shoto too. Such a great crew! 

Everyone wants Deku. Also, they’re after his points. 

Deku fanboys a bit over Tokoyami here. He’s such a gushy sweetheart, so full of praise for everyone...why are you not real, Deku. Oh yeah and Tokoyami is cool and awesome and stuff. 

Another Ochaco is jealous of Mei moment. Sigh. She does have good reason to be tho, since Deku’s (spoken) gush is reserved for Everyone But Her. Seriously, Deku, keep up all your teammates’ morale! 

Sadly for Uraraka, she ends up being the one to mess up Deku’s strategy when she gets the moon shoe stuck on one of Mineta’s...things. I wonder if this was the part she felt kind of embarrassed about later on. 

Monoma is so dumb here. So smug about “Oh the Smartness of Me”. When he’s really an idiot for throwing the first round of a festival you’re supposed to show off in.  And provoking the most temperamental person around (though to be fair, he doesn’t know Bakugou.) 

This is the first of two times where Monoma brings up one of Bakugou’s Damseling incidents to provoke someone...Wonder Duo get really pissed off whenever someone pokes that button. Monoma, please tell me you’ve learned your lesson now, after both of them went nutso on you.

Todoroki vs Deku. To Be Continued!

So this is another episode I like. It’s good. it’s very suspenseful and tense the first time around, so full of strategy. Perhaps because of its structure, it’s a little less re-watchable than some others, since it’s all about the strategy, teamwork and suspense - things that don’t hit you as hard a second time as some of the more emotional episodes, or fight-centric ones. Still though, great ep.

BKDK CORNER

You wanna take MIDORIYA down, right? You know it, Kiri. Savvy boy, that Kirishima (I think he’s one of many in-universe characters who ships it. Alongside All Might, Uraraka and Koda’s Rabbit.)  Also, the Dub changed this line to “Let’s go into battle together”, which doesn’t fit Bakugou’s reaction. It seems like they maybe did it to better set up Kirishima and Bakugou’s friendship moment from Season 3. 

Bakugou and Deku notice the same thing about Tokoyami’s quirk at the same time. I can’t help but snicker about Monoma saying Bakugou is chasing a ‘dangling carrot’. My inner twelve year old coming out. 

Deku has pleanty of time to watch Bakugou’s confrontation with Monoma for someone in First Place trying to evade everyone. 

BEST GIRL OF THE EP: Itsuka Kendo! 

For more info on her: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_Iyu30pkHY 

RANKER: Favorite Cavalry Battle Teams

5. Team Hagakure (Jirou, Koda, Sato &  Hagakure)

4. Team Kendo (Kendo, Setsuna, Komori, & Yanagi)

3. Team Bakugou (Bakugou, Ashido, Kirishima & Sero)

2. Team Midoriya (Midoriya, Uraraka, Hatsume & Tokoyami)

1. Team Todoroki (Todoroki, Momo, Iida & Kaminari)

[sky-writes-daydreams]

Fictober Day Two

Prompt number: #2 and #11

Fandom: Blood Blockade Battlefront

Rating: Pg 13 for swearing and mentions of blood.

Seems like asking for a week off from work is a bit much to ask. Already late to the station to pick her up on the first day because of having to leave the hospital. Now two days later, work was rearing its ugly head again.

We were getting close to the human only section of hell salem's lot. There were some good shops up there and decent food. Just walking along the sidewalk, talking about different sights and the insane stuff we had already seen happen. Already one monster had tried to destroy over half the town. Chain had sent me a photo of them all after so I knew they had it dealt with. Mostly because I was on restricted duty.

The one that made me late on the first day of my vacation had been a blood breed. One we didn't know existed until It was too late. I went after it alone and got my ass handed to me. Klaus was barely able to talk them into releasing me. This vacation was the main key to that release on the promise that I wouldn’t even think of using my weapon.

Now the calm was over. I really noticed him when we stopped for lunch. A small cafe with good atmosphere and damn good food. We had already been shopping in the human district today and were planning on heading further into the weirdness. We were sitting by a window and I felt like I was being watched. Finally I saw him. The damn blood breed. His reflection wasn't in the window behind him and that sick grin. He had found us.

"Sky?" I looked back to Hazel then. She was worried.

"You ok?"

"Yeah. Something caught my eye outside was all." I smiled then feeling for my phone.

"I'll be back ok?"

"Is it work?"

"Nah. Remember? I'm off this week. Just bathroom." She nodded and smiled.

"I'll order fifteen desserts while you're gone then!"

"Feel free. We can take them back home for midnight snacks!" Both of us laughed then as I headed to the back hallway. I found the ladies' room and quickly made sure I was alone before turning on my gps and called Klaus leaning on the sink.

"This is Klaus."

"Hey. Um… when the hell were you going to tell me he got away?"

"The blood breed?"

"Yeah."

"Hopefully not till after he was sealed… what happened?"

"Nothing yet. We're at lunch and he's across the damn road." I sighed then.

"I'm out of commission or I would chase him off again."

"I know. I've got your location thanks to Stephen. How familiar are you with this area?"

"Decent. Been here with chain to get info. There's a line to the alterworld close by."

"Correct. Would you be willing to take her there?"

"Hazel? I mean yeah… but not for long."

"Get to the main station. Gilbert can pick you two up there while The blood breed heads your direction and tail you. While you're on the train he'll be using a different way. Zapp, Zedd and leo are going to track that way. Then I'll seal once you two are safe."

"Decent plan. Either way Hazel stays safe."

"Exactly which is a big deal to you, I’m sure.”

“I just don’t want to scare her off Klaus.” I sighed then pinching the bridge of my nose.

“Hazel isn’t a weak girl. I know this… but I don’t want her to be so scared of this place that she won’t move here with me…. That’s the whole point of her visits right now.”

“I understand. We’ll make it work Sky. So focus on having fun still. Maybe we can meet up for dinner or something?”

“Your treat?”

“Can be. Leo said there’s a new Arcade bar type thing that just opened. How about there?”

“Works for me. I’ll make sure it’s ok by her.”

“Please do. See you two then tho.”

“Thanks Klaus…” I smiled then.

“I owe you.”

“Just have fun. Bye sky.”

“Bye klaus…” I let him hang up before I took a deep breathe smiling. I really owed them. I headed out and Hazel was enjoying some ice cream. I laughed seeing that and she looked back.

“You ok?”

“Yeah. I got a call from a work friend. They’ve got a free night tonight. Wanted to see if we wanted to meet up at this new place. They’ve got an arcade and a bar and good food apparently.”

“Whoa… I’d love to! I’m curious about these friends of yours.” I laughed a bit then sitting down leaning back.

“They’re a mess that’s for sure…. But they’ve got my back when it matters.”

After ice cream and cashing out, I led us out. Stephen was texting me letting me know they were on the move so I wasn’t as scared. I still got my knife out of my bag and strapped it on before we left. Hazel gave me an odd look but I just smiled.

“I’m taking us there the fun way. There’s a line close by on the train. It takes us down to the Alter side.”

“Whoa…”

“Yeah the view is stunning on the way down and I know you’re a sucker for a good view.” She laughed a bit then shrugging.

“You are too. Otherwise would you even know about it?”

“True. But the knife is just a bit of an extra precaution. Train muggers and shit.”

"Alright…?" I just shrugged and led the way out. I gave the blood breed a glance to make sure he was watching before I kept her closer to the buildings as we walked forward just enjoying a walk in town.

I lost him about halfway to the station. I knew zapp and leo were on it so I wasn't worried. They'd get klaus there to deal with him. Just in case they needed back up tho, I had a plan.

We got onto a pretty much empty train and I leaned on the wall by the doors. Hazel sat next to me just smiling.

"We're being followed."

"Was. It's being taken care of." I smiled at her then.

"Should have known better."

"Agreed. What is it?"

"I'll tell you later. Just in case…. Hey."

"Hm?"

"Let me see your phone." She gave me an odd look but handed it over. I found her contacts and quickly added Klaus and Stephen for her.

"I put asterisks next to the two I added. I work with them. Any time you're here, if something happens and you can't find me… call them. Klaus first then Stephen."

"Ok? You're sure they'll help?"

"Totally. I um… I talk a lot about you at work. They know you mean the world to me. Plus they're both gentlemen. Not ones to leave a woman in danger."

“Is that how you met?”

“Um Kind of. Remember how I told you I had a possible girlfriend?”

“Yeah! Chain right?”

“Yeah.” I smiled just thinking about her. We had been pretty busy lately so I hadn’t been able to really hang with her. I’d need to fix that soon.

“She accidently dragged me to work with her and I met the others. My bracelet got hooked on her and we couldn’t get it free.”

“Damn…”

“Yeah didn’t help we were both hungover from hell and back.” I giggled thinking back.

“She was super late to work but they forgave her when they realized how bad off we were.”

“Damn…” I nodded then.

“Good times… She got me in with their work and now… Here I am.”

“Is it dangerous?” I shrugged then.

“Sometimes. Like now. A suspect will find us on a day off and we can end up being on the job real quick. Doesn’t happen often.” She nodded a bit and looked down at the numbers.

“Will I get to meet them tonight?”

“Stephen and Klaus? Yeah. Klaus is the one buying He said. You’ll like him. He’s got one hell of a garden.” Hazel looked up at me then and I smiled getting my phone out. I sat next to her and easily got my gallery up for her to check out. I knew she’d love to see all of his plants. She had one hell of a green thumb after all.

Sadly because of the pictures, We missed the right exit. We had to get off at the next station about another layer deeper. Even the station was creepy as hell with all sorts of people there. I saw some shady people waiting near our door and quickly got her hand and bolted once the doors were open. I got us out of there quickly and took stock of where we were. About a mile from where we needed to be. I checked my phone then and smiled. Gilbert was waiting for us just off the main road in and out of this part. I checked on my map and soon nodded.

“Alright…” I locked it sliding it back in my pocket.

“Follow me, I know this area. A bit better than I first thought in fact.”

“Thank god… Those guys by the doors were…”

“Gang members more than likely. Demonic gangs are real bitches to deal with around here.” She laughed a bit getting even with me on the inside of the broken sidewalk. I was going to keep her on that side as long as I could. It was just a tad safer.

We were about five minutes walk from the spot Gilbert was waiting at when behind us there was an explosion. I quickly turned watching before I saw a light coming our way. I felt for my knife then getting a hand on Hazel when I saw the scooter. It was Leo and Zapp. He was riding backwards again looking back. Leo saw me and waved.

“Run!!!” I just nodded and took off. Thankfully Hazel didn’t argue. We took off quickly smiling. The next explosion was a bit closer but I saw the Silver Car ahead. He was already pulling out with the backdoors open.

“Hazel just jump in!”

“What!?”

“Trust me!” She nodded picking up speed before just diving into the back. She landed well and I just jumped and caught the door before pulling myself in. Gilbert shot off then and I looked back. Leo had pulled over and I saw ice going up.

“He followed us out of the station…”

“What did?”

“Alter world version of a vampire. He’s the one that made me late picking you up.”

“...Wait what?” Gilbert chuckled then looking back through the mirror.

“She was rather distressed about it too. Asked me if I ever, And excuse my language, “Saw that Goddamned son of a bitch” To run him over multiple times.” Hazel laughed then leaning back.

“Sounds like Skylar. Oh Um Hi! I’m Hazel.”

“Pleasure Miss. She talks often of you. I am Gilbert.” I smiled then leaning forward a bit.

“Gil is from Klaus’s family. He works for them. You can ask him to do almost anything and he can do it. Make hot chocolate to torture.” Hazel gave me a wide eyed look then.

“Huh?!” I laughed then relaxing.

“Yeah...  I um… I don’t work for normal people. We were just being followed by a type of Vampire. On a weekly basis, We stop monsters from destroying the city. We work outside of the law for the most part… Drug deals, Gang Violence… We get mixed up a lot.” I sighed then looking down at my bracelet.

“That trick we used to do… With our blood?”

“Yeah…”

“I’ve gotten stronger with it. I still use her here. She’s my main fighting tool. Normal things don’t always work after all…. Klaus and all of them. They’re like us.” I smiled then.

“We’re like a fucked up family in a way Hazel but it’s a lot of fun…”

We were quiet most of the way to the new restaurant. It wasn’t a busy place seeing how it was out of the way which I was glad about. Gilbert dropped us off with a promise to give us a ride back to my place later. I just smiled and soon we were inside. We got a table for all of us and had just gotten our drinks delivered when I saw them. Stephen was in the lead with Zedd and quickly saw me. I waved happily getting up. Hazel looked over as they came over. Zedd smiled then.

“Have fun being stalked Sky?”

“Eh Shut it fish boy.” I gave him a small hug then. Stephen chuckled then.

“Klaus is outside helping zapp bandage up leo. He got hit by an explosion.”

“Ouch… Oh Dudes… Meet..”

“Hazel Beaumont.” She stepped up then smiling.

“Sky’s been telling me a bit about you all. It’s great to meet you all.”

“You too.”

“Sky hardly shuts up about you after you two call. It’s kind of funny.” Zedd said with a smirk.

“Apparently you’ve had to deal with a lot with her.”

“Hey!!!” Zedd laughed then before running off. Stephen smiled and sat next to her.

“He is right tho. She’s always happier after you two talk.”

“Stephen!” Hazel smiled then.

“I had a feeling. So you’re…?”

“Stephen.” He offered her a hand then and they shook easily. She smiled then and looked at me.

“So he’s dad of your gang?” I choked on my coke then as stephen froze before laughing. I covered my nose to stop it from coming out as she smiled.

“What?”

“You did that on purpose!”

“No I didn’t!” Stephen really cracked up then and I sighed.

“Yeah… He’s dad. Speaking of that, where the hell is Chain and K.K?”

“Chain got a last minute job with the wolves. K.K. Had family things.” I pouted a bit then.

“Man… I wanted Chain to meet Hazel..”

“She wanted to meet her too. She said if she gets done in time, She’ll swing by.” I nodded then before seeing white and blue run past. I looked back and laughed. Leo and Zapp were heading right for the games. I looked up and waved.

“Klaus!” He saw us quickly and came over smiling.

“Hello Skylar! And I’m assuming Miss Hazel?” She nodded then.

“Hazel works. You’re Klaus?”

“Klaus Von Reinherz.” He smiled to her gently.

“It’s a pleasure to meet a member of Sky’s family.”

“The only one I claim!” Hazel chuckled then as Klaus sat next to me. I leaned on him gently before hugging his arm.

“I owe you one Klaus.”

“Nonsense. You need the help.” He ruffled my hair gently then. I just relaxed and watched the fun.

Hazel blended right in with all of us. Even when the boys joined us for pizza and wings, She was cracking jokes back and forth with them like it was second nature. We had stephen almost crying by the time he ran away to the bathroom. Even Klaus was having a good time, Just enjoying all of us being together. He ran off with Leo to check out a game while Zapp and Zedd went outside to call Chain to see if she was coming. I just nudged her chair from under the Table. She looked over at me and I smiled.

“Fun gang huh?”

“God yes… No wonder you don’t mind work so much now.” I nodded then laughing a bit to myself.

“Yeah… Hard to hate your job when you work with idiots like them… It’s not always like this. We have bad days…. Really bad ones. But then we get lucky and Have good ones like this.” She nodded looking over. Klaus was coming back beaming like a child. I saw her blush a bit.

“I can’t wait then… I’ll be here soon enough.”

“I hope so. I’ve been looking at apartments and stuff. Maybe next time we can check a few out together?”

“I’d like that Sky.. Now come on! Let’s go kick some ass in the Arcade while we wait on your girlfriend!”

“I’m down!” I got up then easily and followed her. Klaus turned around with us and soon I was watching him and Hazel go head to head on Dance dance laughing harder than I had in a long time.

[yasminsqueendom]

Antique the Vamp Geek Pt1 Ep1

CWs: Blood, Sex mention, vampirism (obvs)

A/N: All this content is original fresh out of my sad little brain. It follow Antique, a baby vamp who manages to get on a local radio station just to shoot the shit about her fucked up life. This takes place shortly after the revelation of the existence of Vamps. She is nervous af in this first episode. There are a total of 14 eps in Pt 1. Please be kind to me about it!

W/C: 671 (very short intro)

Hey guys! I'm 'Tique. Short for Antique. No it doesn't mean anything special; my mom just liked the way it sounded when she heard it. Anyways, I'm a vampire, or as the government officially named my kind: “Sentient non living specimen.” Yes, it’s dehumanizing, but for obvious reasons I can't exactly claim humanity. Yes, I have fangs. Yes, my heart beats (extreeeeemely slowly). Yes, I sleep. Yes, the sun has a negative effect on my skin, but I heal quickly so short spurts in sunlight don't bother me much (more on that later). Yes, I'm a college student. And yes, I drink blood. It tastes great.

Moving on, I have a “bae”....friend…...person? I don’t know. We don’t call ourselves anything. Anyway, I can't kiss them (contagious saliva and all that). We bang like rabbits tho, but we always use contraception (because...you know….I’m contagious). TMI?

Oh yeah, I'm going too fast. 

Vampires are everywhere. I mean EVERYWHERE. Working day jobs and night jobs and fucking shit up and fixing shit up. Have been doing so in secret FOREVER...But somebody couldn't keep their fucking mouth shut in the age of social media and now everybody is in our shit.

I'm still going too fast. Oh, well. Keep up.

Vampires are created, and on rare occasions born. For the vast majority of us, we contracted that shit from sharing drugs or fucking or sharing other shit unwittingly. Not everyone gets it. Some people just get real sick and get better. Some just get sick and die. Some become “sentient non living specimens.” No matter the result, that shit is mad painful. 

My dumbass caught it out clubbing and drinking and kissing random niggas. I don't know exactly who I got it from. I mean I can guess because one nigga in particular was…..special. But honestly, it could have been anyone. Still though, I don’t remember everything I did that night. But enough about that. I'm here now and this shit is...not as great now as it was when I could move more comfortably in the world. 

Now, I gotta keep everything quiet af or I could lose it all. There's no laws that say becoming a vampire can't cancel out all scholarships and gov't assistance you receive. I am, after all, a “sentient non living specimen.” The gov't hasn't even begun to figure out how to fully classify us yet. Shit is fucked up, but the world turns, I guess.

Anyways, I have my own place kinda. I mean I have two roommates and they're cool, but one of them is a bit...um...overzealous about her beliefs and for survival sake I've kept my mouth shut about my condition. I'm rarely home so there's little need for confrontation. 

The other one….well….we fuck around occasionally, but that’s TMI again. 

So ummm. Assuming you've been listening this long, you may have wondered about my family. Well, they fucking hate vamps. I mean donated to coalitions that hunt and kill vamps kind of hate. They think the reason I don't come around is because my “millennial sjw morals” have clouded my judgment. 

*sigh*

I have nightmares about waking up to find my father standing over me with his rifle……

But yeah, what they don’t know won’t hurt me right? Haha.

I do have younger siblings. They are sweet little angels with devilish tendencies when mom and dad aren’t looking. They are close in age, but I’m several years older than them. They’re close, but I’m not close with them. Anyway, that’s enough about that.

So yeah. I've only been living with this condition for about a year now and I don't really know a lot about it outside of internet blogs. I'll update my baby vamp followers as I get info. 

Obviously, for safety reasons, there are things about me that I can’t say on broadcast. So, if this thing takes off….well, we’ll see. 

Alright, that’s all I’ve got for today.

Stay strong suckies! 

Love ‘Tique

[mrs-hatake]

Stubborn

@truerubberacorn said: Could I request something for Madara Uchiha? :)

Perhaps a gradual fall for Izuna's female best friend? Madara himself never got along with her because of her personality. Stubborn, outgoing, and goofy. They'd butt heads over their shared stubbornness, he finds her obnoxious and immature. The relationship was only there because they both cared for Izuna.

And then came the day that she saved his life from what would've been Tobirama's fatal strike.

Madara finds himself experiencing different kinds of emotions..?

I was thinking fluffy/Angsty/steamy, but whatever you got out of the description works for me!! <3

Requests: OPEN

A/N: hiii!! First of all, thank you so much for requesting! Second, I’m so sorry this took so along. I was busy traveling back home now that I’m done with college and it took me awhile to get over jet lag. Lastly, I’m sorry for the typos or wrong info. It’s been 3 weeks since I’ve finished naruto so my mind’s a bit hazy. Hope you enjoy tho!!

Y/L/N = Your Last Name

Y/F/N = your first name

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“I wouldn’t go if I were you.”

Madara was walking towards the exit road of their small village when he heard that all knowing voice. Looking up, he spotted a smirking girl sitting on a tree bench.

“Y/L/N Y/F/N.” He said your name, “And why shouldn’t I go?” He crossed his arms while looking at You challengingly.

You jumped down and landed gracefully on your feet, “because we’re not meant to interact with the outsiders. We don’t know who they could be.”

The long black haired teen tsked at you. Annoyed that you were right but there’s no way he’s going to let you know that.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He said in faux innocence.

“Well, if you don’t mind, I want to join you.”

“I do mind, actually.”

But his words seemed to fall on deaf ears as you began to march towards the dirt road that led to Madara’s not-so-secret secret hideout. The river.

“I said I do mind!!” He shouted as he ran after you.

“Y/N!” He grabbed onto your shoulder as he turned you around to face him.

“What?” Your eyes widened in mock surprise, “if you’re not meeting anyone, then there’s no reason for me not to join you?”

Madara groaned at you. Not in the mood to start arguing with you. Because once one of you start, you’ll never finish. The both of you were extremely hot headed and once you started arguing, you never stopped. One time, you argued about the animal tracks that were spotted near the woods of the village. He claimed that it was a bear while you claimed it was a wolf. The argument had lasted for three days before both your father’s yelled at you to stop.

“Gosh! You’re so stubborn!!!” Madara grumbled as he watched you grin then turn around and walk along the road that lead to the river.

When you both arrived, the area was vacant save for some birds and bees. The sound of the river flowing was like music to your ears and you walked to the edge with a soft smile playing on your lips.

You didn’t notice Madara’s eyes carefully scanning the area for someone.

“Come, join me. The water is nice.” You called out to the older boy as you removed your sandals and dipped your feet into the clear and slightly cold water, “Ahhh.”

Madara sighed in relief once he noticed that his new friend wasn’t there before he joined you.

Neither of you said anything for quiet a while. The atmosphere was calm, an atmosphere you rarely had the privilege to experience.

“Madara,” you called out softly to the teen.

“Hmmm?” His eyes were focusing on the small koi fish that were swimming around his feet, not noticing the smile that formed on his lips.

“Why do we always fight?”

That question made him bring his head up and look at you.

“What do you mean?”

You shrugged while looking up to the sky, eyes blinded by the bright sun.

“I don’t know. We never got along.”

It was Madara’s turn to shrug before saying, “That’s because you’re not my friend. You’re Izuna’s friend.”

“Then, shouldn’t we get along for Izuna’s sake?”

Madara opened his mouth to retort but closed it because he didn’t know what to say. It’s true. You were Izuna’s childhood best friend. Madara, being his older brother, didn’t spend much time with you. And every time one of you tried to get along, you always clashed and ended up arguing.

Madara supposes that it was because the both of you were passionate yet stubborn who wouldn’t give up because of their pride. Despite not meeting eye to eye, Madara had to admit that the both of you were very similar. Especially with how the both of you cared for Izuna deeply and would die for the boy.

“Yeah, I suppose we should.”

Years later, during the battle between the Uchihas and Senjus, you suddenly heard a chocked cry and when you turned after fatally stabbing a Senju soldier, you were horrified to see Izuna falling down to his knees.

You wanted to rush over to him but couldn’t because you were suddenly surrounded by the other clan members of Senju. Cursing, you took on your enemies with blood streaked cheeks.

In the distance, you could hear Madara screaming his brother’s name.

“Izuna!!!”

You couldn’t see clearly due to the large number of Shinobis that you were fighting, but you could tell that Madara began a fight with Tobirama.

You don’t know how, but, throughout the years. Throughout the many wars and battles, you and Madara had gotten closer. You still argued, but it was mostly out of good fun.

The both of you frequented the river a lot and you were so happy when you’ve met Hashirama. The three of you built a beautiful friendship. But it made you feel guilty lying to Izuna and had to come clean to him after months of lying. The boy had forgiven you but he had also led his father and his men to the river. You were angry at first but were thankful later when you learned that Hashirama was a Senju, the clan who killed your older brother.

You didn’t feel sad when you found about Hashirama’s true identity. But you felt sympathetic towards Madara for he had finally found a true friend of his own.

Madara’s screams of pain brought you back to reality. Stealing a quick glance at the falling man, you quickly finished off the remaining men. Your heart skipped a beat as you saw Tobirama walking slowly towards the long haired man.

Your body, without the command of your mind, moved forward. Slow at first before picking up speed until you were running. You closed your eyes as you tried to make it to the two men.

“Y/N!” You heard Madara’s fearful voice.

Opening your eyes, you were standing face to face with Tobirama and inches away from his blade. It was a frightening sight but you held your ground.

“Move.” The white haired man boomed.

“No.” You said firmly.

“Y/N! Go! Save yourself!” Madara said through clenched teeth as the stab wound increased the pain.

“Madara, no!” You turned your head sideways, “I’m not letting this monster kill you!”

“If you won’t move, then I’ll have to kill you both!”

“Y/N, no!”

Madara screamed as he watched Tobirama bring his arm up, ready to strike when a commanding voice halted his movements.

“Enough!!” Everyone turned to face Hashirama, “there shall be no more killing!!”

“Oi, Hashirama!” Tobirama cursed at his older brother.

But the man didn’t care as he made his way towards you.

“Y/N,” he called out to you, eyes gentle and soft, “I’m sorry.” He held out his hand.

You didn’t take it, but your muscles slightly relaxed.

Smiling in understanding, he lowered his hand and turned to face his brother.

“That’s enough, Tobirama.”

“Hashirama! Did you forget who they are?”

Hashirama didn’t, but he was done fighting.

Not being able to win against his brother, the white haired man lowered his blade.

Seeing this, you slowly lowered down and helped Madara up.

Satisfied with the situation, Hashirama faced both clans, “Today is the new day,” he said loudly, “today was the last day of our battles from now on, we unite!”

There were small murmurs of agreements before one by one, everyone lowered down their weapons.

Madara hissed in pain as you dropped your weapon.

“Sorry, did I hurt you?” You asked in concern.

Madara shook his head weakly, “No. You saved me.”

You smiled at him brightly once you saw his lips turning upwards.

And just as Hashirama had announced, today was a new day. A day of unity between two clans. And a unity between friends. Madara was confident that he wanted to marry the stubborn childhood friend that saved his life.

[randomoranges]

Proud

here’s a second thing for Monmonton Day!

og thought of this towards the last leg of advent calendar AU - then i forgot about it - then i remembered it once i was done with advent calendar au and then i was like maaaaan, i liked the idea tho. so i put it on the back burner but then realised i could use it for today!

things you need to know:

err year mtl has a mural festival where diff artists paint murals (and not only on walls) for the festival. 

last year my friend was selected to paint one of three stm buses for this event. the bus was then actually used and ran on one of the lines

info here info here info here

that being said, happy reading

Proud

Étienne hummed to himself, focusing on the task at hand, tongue sticking out as he painted motif after coloured motif; he still couldn’t believe that out of the hundreds – if not thousands of applicants, his proposal had been chosen to paint one of three city buses for the special mural project in collaboration with the city and Mural Festival. Each bus would actually circulate on one of the many bus circuits and each one was attached to a specific theme – one was the circus, the other was pride and the last one was sports. He’d applied for all three, had made various different mocks for different ways he could explore the themes and finally, he had been chosen for the “pride” one – he still remembered when he’d gotten the e-mail, about a month or two ago, and how completely elated he had felt. On top of that, his bus would actually be in the pride parade and he would spend four days painting his bus during Mural Festival – it was quite honestly the coolest work he’d gotten so far and he absolutely thrilled at the idea of it.

It was already day three of his work session and even though he was making good progress, he knew that he would have to work overtime, well into the night, if he wanted to get everything done by tomorrow night. He was used to working under tight deadlines, but whenever he took a break, he worried he wouldn’t make it and that he would let every one down. Last night, he had walked up to see the other two buses and he had marvelled at how advanced the other two artists were. Then again, his design had many little details, whereas the other two had blocked off large parts of the bus with fewer colours. Yet, Étienne was confident he would be able to finish and he had even asked a friend of his to come and help and honestly, that may have been his best decision yet.

Étienne loved the vibe of Boulevard St-Laurent as people walked on the closed off street to observe the various artists that were stationed here and there that were working on various different mural projects. He loved overhearing them ooh and ahh over his creation and loved to stop for a chat, or to pose for a photo when they asked him about his work. It was great exposure and great fun. It also helped that the weather was holding up and so far, he had gotten three really decent, warm days and the vibe was absolutely fantastic.

“Excusez-moi, êtes-vous l’artiste de c’t’autobus là?” Étienne turned around and looked down from his stepladder, to see who had called out to him and he let out an excited shriek when he found Edward standing below, “Eddy!” He nearly threw his paintbrush in his haste and excitement, as he went down one-step and then decided to jump off the ladder towards Edward – the ladder wobbled precariously and Étienne nearly managed to topple them both over and into the crowd of people as he enveloped his boyfriend into a tight hug. Étienne realised that he was probably covered in paint, but by now it was already too late and he hoped he hadn’t stained Edward’s clothes. Edward somehow or other managed to remain upright while maintaining a grasp on a very excited Étienne, who seemed far too pleased to see him, “I can’t believe you came!” Étienne said, releasing him from his hold to get a proper look at him, before planting a firm kiss to his lips, laughing. In truth, Étienne had absolutely wanted Edward to come and see him, but Edward hadn’t wanted to bother him while he worked, knowing he had a lot to do and that he only had four days to finish the bus. However, he was curious to see the progress of the bus and he wanted to scope out the festival. It was the first time he was actually in the city for the summer, and even though the heat was insufferable, he had to admit that the plethora of festivals and the myriad of activities that were offered were certainly luring him in.  

“I figured you could use some refreshments,” Edward took the grocery bag from the floor that Étienne hadn’t even noticed and pulled out two ice cold bottles of water, an apple, and a bag of cookies. Edward’s rewards for his troubles was another hug and a series of “You’re the best!!” followed by another kiss to his cheek. “I also brought you sunscreen, since you seem to have discarded your work shirt, again and I don’t want you to turn into a lobster,” Edward knew there was no sense in arguing with Étienne, since Étienne would say that it was very hot outside and that he was melting, even if all he was wearing was a pair of short-shorts and the flimsiest, thinnest tank-top Edward had ever seen. “I bet you I’d be a sexy lobster, though,” He pouted and Edward rolled his eyes and told him to turn around so he could apply sunscreen on his back.

“Curly, how do you manage to always get paint all over yourself?” Edward admonished gently as he quietly marvelled at the paint splashes on Étienne’s back – he could have understood if he had accidentally leaned on the wet paint, but this was a whole other level. Étienne shrugged and let Edward apply the cream, leaning further into his contact, enjoying the small reprieve, “Are you going to stay out late?” Étienne nodded and Edward sighed, taking the sweater he had brought along and placed it in the bag of provisions. He thought he would need it, but apparently, when it was thirty degrees in Montreal, without the humidex, they meant thirty degrees for the entire day and it wouldn’t even dip that much at night. Knowing Étienne, however, Edward knew that he wouldn’t have anything warmer to throw on when he was done and that he would freeze the moment the sun went down. The last he needed was for Étienne to get sick.

“Give me a call when you’re done? I’ll come pick you up with the car,” Étienne picked up his paintbrush and resumed his work, frowning at Edward’s offer, “But I might be out ‘til late…” The last thing he wanted to do was bother Edward, “I know; which is why I’ll come pick you up. I don’t want you taking the metro at some godforsaken hour with all your stuff and I don’t want you to take a cab either,” He paused, “Or worse – walk.” Étienne gave a sheepish smile at that and pretended not to know what Edward was talking about, even if he had actually walked back all the way home, lugging his cart of supplies with him, at somewhere close to three the other day, “Are you sure you don’t mind?” Étienne asked, hesitating before applying the next stroke of purple paint to the bus. Edward rolled his eyes and handed Étienne the water bottle – before his boyfriend got too engrossed in his work and forgot he had one, “I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t sure – drink.” He added; Étienne uncapped the bottle and took a long drink, “Thanks and okay then, I’ll call you,” Étienne finally agreed, much to Edward’s relief.

They chatted for a little longer while Étienne took a break to eat his apple and Edward was so very glad to see that his boyfriend was doing better. Winter had been particularly hard on Étienne and Edward was happy to see that same familiar spark of joy and life back in Étienne’s eyes. He was back to his usual enthusiastic self and this project was a good look on him. Edward became engrossed in his conversation with Étienne, pulled in by his animated way of talking and his ever-contagious smile and he probably would have spent the rest of his evening leaning against a dry part of the bus, talking with Étienne, listening to his excited ramble, had it not been for a woman who politely interrupted them to ask Étienne about the project. Edward stepped back to give them a bit of space and watched Étienne interact with her. He observed as Étienne’s face lit up at the sound of the positive feedback he got from the woman and hoped it was all Étienne would ever get. He knew how hard Étienne worked and knew he had spent countless hours on this particular project.

 “Let’s go to pride together,” Edward said, once the woman thanked Étienne for his time and left; Étienne was surprised by the suggestion, never thinking Edward would want to go, “Let’s celebrate your success, your bus… us…”Edward’s cheeks took on a pretty shade of pink, but he wasn’t the only one with a flush on his face, “Y-yeah?” Étienne asked, making sure he had heard correctly and that this wasn’t some weird daydream he was having. “Yeah,” Edward said with more confidence, “I’m proud of you – I’m proud of us and this bus already looks great – I can’t wait to see it finished,” Edward rose on his tippy toes to peck Étienne’s cheek and Étienne responded by enveloping him in a hug, “It’s a date then!” Étienne laughed – he loved having Edward around for the summer – loved all the different outings they could do during his favourite season – loved being able to show Edward this other vibrant side to the city and further expand their relationship. Sometimes, he found himself thinking of what it would be like to have this forever – for him and Edward to grow together and the thrill of it had him smiling – there were so many things they could do together, so many things he wanted to do with Edward and it was crazy to think that this was something that was on his mind now, when before he would have never even considered it.  

“Oh, before you go, I want a picture with you!” Étienne fished out his phone from his back pocket and motioned for Edward to get closer. Étienne slung an arm around his shoulders and made sure his phone was on the selfie setting before snapping a few pictures, “Thanks for coming by and I promise I’ll call you when I’m done,” They exchanged one last hug, before Edward headed back, with a final wave. He paused before turning on the street corner for one more glance; Étienne was already back on his stepladder, paintbrush in hand, back in his little bubble, painting away. Edward shook his head, fond, and walked towards the métro; he loved this ridiculous man, he did, truly, and he couldn’t help but wonder what other crazy projects they would get involved in.

As expected, the bus turned out great and Étienne managed to finish on time. During the pride parade, the STM put large speakers on it and blasted a remixed edition of an old song they had made back in the 70s as an advertisement. The overall effect with the crowd and the people dancing around the bus was amazing and Étienne had been so very pleased with the outcome. Étienne and Edward walked proudly behind the bus, holding hands, and it was quite honestly, a really good day. When one of the parade organisers found out Étienne was in the parade, they got one of the local papers to interview him and the photographer snapped a picture of him and Edward together, next to the bus.

When the paper was released the following Monday, Edward took a few copies for himself and he mailed a copy to his parents back home. He was proud of who he was and more than happy to remind his parents that he was thriving, no matter what it was they thought. As for one of the other copies, he cut out the article with the photo and put it in a scrapbook, knowing that one day he would look back at this fondly.

[code-error-606]

ZEN

• When he first saw you, he felt his heart was going wild • You were so beautiful in front of his eyes, and the way you smiled it was so perfect • He first thought he was in heaven, and you were an angel who was guiding him • He loved you a lot • He just wanted to take your hand and go to dates with you • Just scream to the world that you were his! • But you were so shy, and it was so cute for him • You usually went to practice with him • He was starting a new role, so he was kind of busy • “Hey, why are you here? People like you are not supposed to be here” • He was a cast-mate of Zen, and he was looking at you with a disgusted face • “Do you even understand what am I saying?” • “I… umh… I am…” you were confused • What do you did to him, in the first place? • “She's my girlfriend” Zen speaked with a angry face “Do you have a problem?” • The guy was like '??' • “She? She's your girlfriend?” • You were hurt, why was he being like that? • “Yeah, so fuck off man” • After some while, the guy just left without a word • “Sorry babe, he's an idiot, don't listen to him”

YOOSUNG

• When you two started dating, it was really hard for you both to actually go on dates • Mostly because you were busy, and he was at school • So when vacation started, and there were finally time to be by yourselves, you wasted no time • He wanted you to meet his friends • So you decided to go with him to one of his meetings • When his friends first saw you, they were kind of surprised • Specially this guy who Yoosung said before, it was an asshole • “Are you from Africa or something?” • You laughed at first, feeling a little uncomfortable and hurt because of the question • “Uhm… no, I'm not” • “So you do speak Korean! Who taught you? The lion king?” • “Hey, don't talk to her like that!” Yoosung complained • His hand hold you by your hips, keeping you close to him • “Yoosung, why are you dating her?” the guy laughed • That was it for Yoosung • He hold this guy by the shirt, looking at him straight in the eyes • The face of the guy changed immediately • Yoosung looked so scary • “I'm gonna kill you if you keep talking like that to her” he whispered • His other friends were like 'the fuck is going on?' • “Apologize” Yoosung ordered the guy • The guy ended up apologizing to you, and went lost • “He was a dick, anyway” said one of Yoosung's friends

JAEHEE

• You both took care of the coffee shop • Everything was just fine between you two • She loved you a lot, and you loved her too • The day was almost ending, when this guy entered the shop • “What can I serve you, sir?” you said kindly • “Are you an Arabic? You must be, so I guess you know how to do a good Arabic coffee” he said with a serious face • “Huh? I'm not... I'm not Arabic, I'm from here sir” • “You can't be, just because you know Korean, you can't fool me girl” • Jaehee was staring at you from afar • And when she saw your hurting face, she decided to go to see what was going on • “Sir, is there a problem?” • “Finally, someone like me” the guy sigh “this Arabic is so stupid at taking my order, I ask her for an Arabic coffee, and she doesn't even understand that” • Jaehee looked at him with blank face • “You have no right to talk to her like that” she said with serious voice • You could only watch at Jaehee's scary face, and the way she was holding the pot of hot water in her hands • “Apologize” she demanded • The guy looked at her with angry face • “No” • The hot water landed in the man's pants, and as he started screaming • Jaehee took your hand and looked at the guy with a disgusted face • “I'm sorry sir, but we are closed now”

JUMIN

• When you started dating Jumin, you had to get used to people being around you all the time • During breakfast, break time, dinner, and even before a date • There were a lot of people who worked for him • And he even hired a man who's job was to choose your clothes • You were fine with it tho • The guy was pretty talented and he was nice to you, so you didn't mind to use the fashioned clothes he gave you • Until one day he told you he was offered another job offer, and his work was finally going to get the attention he needed • You were happy for him, but a little sad because he was kind to you • Jumin made sure to hire another person to replace him, so he insisted he wanted to put him on trying • The guy was an asshole • “I think we have to use something to fit her color skin… black will be” • Jumin looked at him with a surprised face • “Sorry, what did you just said?” • The guy seemed annoyed • “Or on the contrary, no one is gonna look at her” • Jumin looked at the guy, and then he turned to look at you • You had a hurt face, and you just stayed in silence • “This guy is obviously not capable enough to be in such an important job, I'm sorry MC, I'll call Assistant Kang to fix this” • The guy just stared at you with a disgusted face, until Jumin's guards guide him out

707/SAEYOUNG/LUCIEL

• It was a Free Friday when you both found out there was going to be an Spaceships exhibition • There was going to be a lot of spaceships, so Seven decided that he definitely needed to take you • The exhibition was amazing • There were huge spaceships everywhere, and a lot of info about them • There was even this ice cream that seemed like a galaxy • So he needed to buy one for you • So when he left, you were just watching something about spaceman's • “One of your people was the first one to go to the moon, did you know that?” A guy next to you laughed • The guy seemed a little drunk, and he looked at you with superior eyes • “Sorry? My people?” you asked confused • “ Yeah, those black guys” he looked at you from head to toe, and he smirked with a face that made you shiver “You're actually kind of acceptable, how many the hour?” • You just stared at him with a surprising and hurt face • This guy was a complete idiot • “This lady of here, is not for sell, you bastard” • Seven hold the guy by his shirt, the ice creams on his other hand • “So you better start apologizing or I'll make you” he warned • The guy smiled at Seven • “Sorry man, you already paid to her? I didn't know” he laughed • Seven crushed the ice cream in his face, and when he was about to beat the guy • You hold his hand • “Please stop, he doesn't deserve it” • He smiled at you and hold you in his arms • “Sorry princess, I have to buy another ice cream for you now”

V/JIHYUN

• When you both went to the mall, to find something he told you about his camera • You were expecting that it would be fast and simple • You were wrong • You've never been in a camera store like this • It was so big, and you were sure everything that they showed you it was ultra expensive • Jihyun just started to talk to the employee of the store • When he talked about cameras, he had this thing when he get lost in his little world that you couldn't understand • It was really cute looking at him all excited, but you were curious to have a look all over the store • You started reading some info about a camera • When this guy started to stare at you with a disgusted look • You tried to avoid his gaze, but you just couldn't do it • “Excuse me” the guy talk to one of the employees “I don't feel comfortable being at the same place with a person like her” • The employee seemed as confused like you, I mean, what the hell have you done • “What do you mean sir?” • “She's a black hore” • The employee looked at you with a apologizing face, and tried to calm the guy down • But the guy just was making a fuss over it • Jihyun was by your side in an instant • “What's wrong princess?” he asked you, holding your hands and looking at you with a little smile • “I'm uncomfortable at being here oppa, can we just… go?” • He looked at the guy making a fuss and pointing at you with a disgusted face, and he knew what was going on • “If you want to, we'll go” he kissed your cheek and guide you out • “The guy doesn't know how to appreciate real beauty”

SAERAN

• You both were at the park • There was this ice cream shop near that serves really tasty flavors, so you both loved to go there and buy an ice cream, and then go for a walk all around the park • He loved to see the clouds with you, it calmed him and made him feel so happy • Everything was just perfect, when this guy showed up • You both were sitting on a bank, just enjoying your day • But this guy was just staring at you like if have done something wrong • The guy look lasted a long time, and it was starting to worry you • Of course your boyfriend had noticed • So he started glaring the guy too • Until he had enough • “Why are you looking at her? Just stop” Saeran complaint at the guy with an angry face • The guy just looked at you • “Why are you with her? She's black” • Saeran looked at him in silence for some seconds • Before he just throw a punch to the man's face • You just looked at him in shock • “Repeat it, I dare you, asshole” he muttered with fire in his eyes • The guy just looked at him scared before he started running away • “oh my God Saeran… that was so hot”

VANDERWOOD

• The problem started the minute you both entered the cinema • It was a Friday night, so of course it had to be all crowded and noisy • Of course you didn't plan this • Vanderwood just tried to enjoy the movie and your company, but the loud voices were starting to make him annoyed • The things got worse when some guys behind you starting to talk about you • “That girl must be foreigner, she's too black to be from here” the guy laughed • “Shhh… she'll probably hear us” • “I bet she can't even understand us” • Vanderwood just looked at you with a smile, but the hold of his hands on the popcorns was getting harder • You looked hurt and insulted, and no one does that to you • “It must be a ashame that stupid people like the guys behind us have to ruin our date, sweetheart” • He said to you out loud • “I prefer Netflix, what do you think?” • You smiled at him and nod • It was too crowded anyway

[ladyloveandjustice]

The Reflection: Episode 2

continuing with the reflection

they’re showing this incident that gave ppl suiperpowers- stange light and shadow stuff appeared and zapped ppl. can’t tell it was the entire earth that was effected or just the part that’s covered in shadow. but this anime does seem to actually be aware times square usually broadcasts advertisements and not american flags, good to know.

ohhhh the memorial was for the ppl affected by that incident. again, hence the flags. tho it’s kinda weird there are flags when a BUNCH of countries got affected. I guess since it’s the president talking flags have to be present.

Russian Ninja (?) flame lady has arrived and she is Mad at the President.

the secret service simply takes the president away and they just...let her get on the president’s stage. that seems unlikely, even if she is on fire. also unlikely people are allowed to just stand around time square while pres is speaking instead of being cordoned or organized in some way. but there have been way more unrealistic scenarios involving presidential security in the comic books this show is inspired by so.

STAN? doing villainous steeple fingers?

“of course he’s showed up” sighs flame lady. i’m laughing YEAH I MEAN. I KNEW HE’D BE IN THIS TOO.GOTTA HAVE HIS APPEARANCE.

oh she was talking about X-On not stan. Stan appears to be linked with the other villains telepathically or something?

Anyway, X-On’s zipping around and here comes I-Guy, “Sky Show” pop song included- we’re seeing what led up to the fight last ep obvs

“Our plan has been thwarted” Stan Lee complains to Flame Lady, fingers still villainously steepled.

X-On can absorb other people’s powers, always a useful gimmick.

Plucky girl reporter was actually a plucky girl stalker. She was collecting info on X-On and wanted to be his sidekick.She and Tim Drake would get along fabulously.

X-On’s reply is extremely blunt. “Sorry, I’m not feeling it. I do want you to stop stalking me though.” IMAGINE IF THAT WAS HOW BATMAN PHRASED HIS REJECTION OF TIM.

“Could u stalk this supervillain instead though? u figured out a lot about me so u could probably figure out who he is, that’d be nice.” HIS ACTUAL SUGGESTION. wow. seems like she’ll follow it too. RESPONSIBLE HEROING- SENDING FANS WHO CAN’T EVEN QUITE CONTROL THEIR SUPERPOWERS YET TO DIRECT THEIR STALKING ABILITIES TOWARDS DANGEROUS SUPERVILLAINS. i kinda love that.

We recycle to footage of I-guy fighting again but now with dialogue and context- turns out he has a whole tech team guiding him through this and trying to make the fight “entertaining”.His name is Ian, oh god is that where he got the I in I guy from WAY TO BE CREATIVE. 

I-Guy (in English): “IT’S SKY SHOW TIME!”

Tech guy: DON’T DO THE SONG AGAIN!

omg the tech guys were the ones making the pictures on the screens change? to make the fight look better? that’s pretty great.

Ian seems like he’s having a lot of fun with this, i appreciate that.

ahhh sky show was a song Ian did when he was singer that did okay in America but did really well overseas, that’s why he’s so into playing it, he’s promoting his one-hit wonder.

villains plot villainously, Stan Lee included. the ones who hit by the smoke tend to become villains huh, while the people who were light become heroes? that could go in the in an interesting direction.

Plucky girl stalker is now googling wraith listlessly while downing endless cans of tomato juice. this feels relateable, somehow. she seems to have gotten an idea though.

oh, we’re cutting back to the japanese schoolgirls, so this part in Japan is actually a subplot. they want to form a team do they have powers? I THINK I HEARD OF THIS, THEY FORM A MAGICAL GIRL TEAM DON’T THEY. YOU KNOW I’M HERE FOR THAT.

well, i kinda enjoyed this ep! sure as hell made the first ep less confusing. think i’ll keep watching and recapping today, this is cheering me up a bit.

[cheeeld-blog]

Draft | v random • prolly gonna be a separate story • idk

Hana Sani: You are serious the most chilled person I’ve ever known Me: Chilled? Sani: Wait. No. There’s a word for this… Laidback? Sani: Laidback. Yessss. Sani: Lol I’m sorry. #TheNegativeSideEffectsOfBeingMultilingual Me:: U and Ur hashtags srly -.- Sani:: What happened to you? You don’t usually type like that O.o Me:: Lmao wanted to try that xD feels very weird. I type slower like that Sani: XD me too Me:: hey I’m at school now ttyl? Sani:: sure :) annyeong *waves* Me:: annyeong xD Sani, from what I’ve figured over the past one year of knowing her, is a Bangladeshi version of me. Except for the fact that she’s “crazy” while texting too. It feels nice talking to someone of your own kind sometimes. I’m always one of the first people to arrive at school. There’s no reason behind this other than that I just wake up very early. I’ve tried to go on morning walks a couple of times to lose some of the baby fat that’s still in me, but it’s too cold. Sometimes I’d tried to watch a movie or something like that – because I wake up at around six and school starts at 8:45 – but I got paranoid that I’d be late so I ended up going to school an hour early. Now I just like peacefulness at this hour. American high schools aren’t exactly quiet places on Earth. My locker is located pretty far away from the main entrance so I take my sweet time walking across the hallways, occasionally waving to any human I come across. I opened my locker, got the book that I was supposed to return today, and headed towards the Library. The Library was located beside the office so I decided to drop by and submit the eNewspaper reports as well. I like having an experienced adult check my work before it has to be published. Even if it is just a stupid high school newspaper. And Karen is one of those old fashion 21st Century people in their 20s who prefer printed documents instead of emails. And even the staff role their eyes at her. “Hey Mrs. Howie!” I waved to the reception lady as I entered the office. “Hello Carmen. I’m afraid Karen is a bit preoccupied at the moment.” She said, referring to my guidance counselor. “Oh, it’s cool. I’ll wait here.” I propped down on one of the oldly comfortable blue sofas and checked my phone. Our school only restricts the usage of phone in class. Unlike Sani’s school in Bangladesh, where apparently they have to hide their phones deep inside their bags or submit them in the office. That’s just sad. I had only one notification and was just a stupid Instagram one saying nemos_bro had started following me. Nemo has a brother? “So you’ve got everything down?” I looked up as I heard Karen’s voice. She was talking to an unfamiliar boy, standing halfway through the doorway to her own office. “Yeah. Thank you.” The boy replied. I liked his voice. I giggled in my mind. I’m so weird… “Alright. I’ll get someone to show you around since it’s your first day,” yeah, new kid, “why don’t you wait— Oh hey Carmen. Right! You’re just on time. Thank you!” My eyes widened. Oh no. “Uh, Karen, I was actually—“ “Aww, you’re so sweet. Thanks, dear. Lucas, this is Carmen, and she will be your guide for today. She’s very friendly and awesome and she has never had a boyfriend in her entire life.” Karen just winked at me. What the hell… Sometimes I wonder if she’s like that with all the kids. If yes, then why is she still a guidance counselor. “Karen!” I glared at her and looked at the boy, holding my hand out. “Sorry that you just had to hear that. I promise I mean no harm. Carmen.” I tried to sound as cool as possible because now I realized the reason behind Karen’s wink. I felt tingles as he shook my hand. “Lucas, but I prefer Luke.” And then he smiled. I saw Karen making little heart shapes with her hands and I just shot her a blank look. “Please ignore her. Sometimes I wonder how she qualified as a guidance counselor.” I said to Luke. “Do you mind waiting a bit. I have to give this old fashioned lady a physical copy of the eNewspaper.” He chuckled and said, “No problem.” His laugh is so cute hehe… ugh why am I like this… I pushed Karen back into her room with me and shur the door behind me. And I handed the transparent folder over to her. “Looks like you’ve found a YOLO.” She grinned as she took the folder. I felt my cheeks warm up. “Ugh. Why do you do this to me.” “Did his smile melt you?” She smirked. “Karen!” I whined like a little kid. “I’m leaving. Bye.” And with that I walked out. Luke stood up when he saw me and grabbed his backpack. “Sorry about that. You ready?” “She’s pretty cool.” He chuckled again and adjusted his backpack. “Yeah.” “Bye Mrs. Howie!” I called out as we exited the office. Luke glanced at me when a muffled reply came. “You seem to be very close with the staff.” “Yeah… I guess…” I laughed nervously. “Is Ms. Park—Karen really a guidance counselor?” “Yes. But honestly even I wonder how.” “Are you related to her?” “Haha, nope. She’s like that with everyone and she prefers being called by her first name. She’s like an older sister to the students her, really. And you know what, she never gets sarcastic replies from the kids! Like everyone just likes talking to her.” “Yeah she seemed very nice.” He smiled and glanced back. “Oh no, boy. She has a very hot and rich boyfriend who’s a doctor. I don’t think anyone can beat him.” “Uh,” I laughed. “It’s alright buddy, you’re not the first one to fall in love with her.” And patted his back. “But seriously, Ty is so hot!” “Her boyfriend?” “Yes. Oh my god. I’ll show you a picture wait.” I unlocked my phone and started to browse through my camera roll. “I’m not even gonna ask…” he trailed off in the background. “Here,” I said as I handed my phone over to him. It displayed a photo from one of their magazine shoots. “She’s a model?!” “Nah. Karen and Ty are both Korean and they came here together for college but they kinda settled down here.” “How is that relevant to this?” He pointed at the photo. “Let me finish!” I pouted. “Okay okay, go on…” “So that was just background info. Ty’s brother in Korea is a magazine photographer and since Ty and Karen and so cute together and Ty is just gorgeous,” I let out a dreamy sigh, “His brother recommended them to this modeling agency while they were in college, because Karen wanted to start earning some cash on her own and not depend on her parents for everything, but she was a freshman so she couldn’t exactly work proper jobs yet. Oh both of their parents are incredibly rich. I mean they apparently went to an IB American school in Korea which costs as much as good colleges do.” He looked at me like I had a third eye. “Hey hey, I’m not scary. I just talk a lot. You’ll get used to it. And by used to it I mean that you have officially been granted a spot on my friend list. There’s no backing out.” “You don’t even know me…” “If Karen approves then I don’t need anything else.” “Are you seriously not related to her?” “Nope. Karen is like my older sister and she is the guidance counselor which means she knows every single detail about every single student and she knows what I look for in friends. Doesn’t mean she gives me personal info tho, no matter how much I ask her.” “Okay…” “Don’t be creeped out. Welcome to Lakefront High.” “You and I are gonna get along, buddy.” Duhl