#3/4 OF MY TIME IS SCHOOL AND THAT TIME IS DEDICATED TO HELPING THESE DUMBASSES BECAUSE IM THE SMART KID OR SOME SHIT

[psychesetra]

i dont like my highschool friends

[icecreamkink]

watched all of the untamed / cql in two weeks after my friend 1 told me abt mdzs a hundred years ago and my friends 2 and 3 tried to get me into cql for like two whole years and there are.

feelings.

very first scene is a very dramatic death in the middle of nightmare battle on sith planet land . i will forget abt it in the next tenish episodes and then will be very surprised when it becomes Extremely Painful

anyway magic flying gays and possession and human sacrifice! we are off to a great start

in retrospect, chaos goblin wei wuxian must have had a blast pretending to be so cRaZy and be as disruptive as he could as mo xuanyu lbr

listen. why is fire always evil coded. cant a magic clan wear red, black and orange and have flame motif while being wholesome?

For Legal Reasons These Are Not Zombies

i wish the politics of the sect were a bit clearer, especially at the beggining when the wen clan had sm power, was wen ruohan the chief cultivator? is that why they were so slow in responding to the attacks? im v confused by the pre yiling patriarch politics

fighting in the roof by the moonlight as way of flirtiiiiiiing. as i understand this is a wuxia/xianxia trope and honestly...... thank u for ur service

slight bullying and being a nuisance in general, as a way of flirting we love to see it

wwx: if i drink on the rooftop, thats not inside the cloud recesses! hmmm check and mate :D lwj: i will fuck u up so help me god   wwx: :0

i lov them

through hell or high water (quite literally) wei wuxian rem ains a trashfire gremlin till the end and i love him with my whole heart

in the pt subs wei wuxian calls jiang cheng a stubborn duck and i dearly wish that had come back

my opinions on almost every character goes from love to hate u - Hmm Me Like U - BABY. ILY. and i am Very Pleased w that. its been a while since i loved such a complete cast so much i think

no really. i WONT go into a detailed rant abt what i love about each of these characters and each of their relationships to each other. but i COULD. 

some lan disciples in the loudest whisper ever: YEAH THATS THE JIN BASTARD MENG YAO HEARD THE GOT SUPER HUMILIATED BY HIS DAD LOL SURE HOPE HE DOESNT TAKE SLIGHTS TO HIS CHARACTER TO HEART

lan xichen, immediately: i must Love him 

being into problematic ppl is in the Lan genetics, we come to realize

wen qing deserves so many awards for so many things but not snapping and just stabbing wen chao is at the top 

that scene at lan qirens class where wwx talks about using resentful energy to fight a violent spirit. exquisite.

 It establishes Good Student lan wangji, wei wuxian as curious and questioning and not afraid of taboo,  lwj sees that wwx is not, in fact, a dumb ass hes just a Dumbass,  shows us the audience (esp. a western audience) how shocking the idea of disrupting the dead/dying and controlling resentful energy actually is,  the theoretical foreshadow arguing, everyone else like ‘shUT UP’,  “and how could you ensure that the resentful energy would obey you and not hurt other?” “well i havent thought that far” and of course, lan qiren just straight up lobbing a hard object at wwx head,. chefs kiss

fellas is it gay to bother the hot rule obessessed nerd from ur school and make drawings of him with flowers in his hair and then hide gay porn in his book to antagonize him and ask him to hold ur hand and be ur friend and talk to him all the time and get him drunk and give him bunnies bc you know he likes them and give him a lantern and always want his attention and dedicate yourself to getting him to smile-

and after all of that wwx rly said oh i Admire him, aksd like yeah we all were there in high school buddy

i have Learned. caves = gay.

 accidental marriage +beint physically tied together with the sacred married ribbon+ gay panic+foreshadowing+bunnies! in the cave (1)

the story abt lan yi and baoshan sanren tho. i would like to see it

early days wen bros pull my heart strings like a guqin 

EVERYTHING about the lantern scene; disaster hets jiang yanli and jin zixuan; how wwx made lwj a bunny lantern. how soft and touched lwj was. wwx gleefully pointing out he was smiling and lwj IMMEDIATELY PULLING HIW SWORD ON HIM LMAO. tragically foreshadowy promises to do right by pepople, living without regrets. lwjs 'oh no do i love him??' face. just. all of it. 

i have it on good acc that in the novel lwj is explicitly Repressed Gay Panicked Big Horny which is delightful and rly Adds to the performance

 baby lwj is really just conceal dont feel dont let them know u have EMOTIONS (derogatory)

jiang cheng rly went "why dont.u go play with HIM if u like him so much"

jc and wwx have big BIG annoying sibling energy dont think too hard abt it or youll cry

lotus pier is soo pretty :((((((((((((((((

up until episode 13 you could think this could be a magical ancient chinese gays pride n prejudice w swords and shenanigans ................youre just not prepared for the game of thrones of it all

seriously ha ha ha i cried so much w this show my eyes genuinely swelled up . like. physically. fun timez fun timez

that being said, its hilarious that wen xu goes to cloud recesses like 'come out or ill kill all these hostages' and then DOESNT WAIT FOR AN ASWER AND KILLS THEM ALL IMMEDIATELY. do u know how blackmail works sir

 would like to make it recorded that from day one i was like 'CALL A GODDAMN CULTIVATION G20 THIS ASSHOLE SECT IS LITERALLY MASSACRING YALL!!' and it took them like 3 or 4 massacres to do anything and they STILL sent their heirs into their territory  LIKE

when wwx cites the gusu lan rules to wen chao tho. that rebel/attention whore/cutie pie 'look lan zhan i DID memorize the rules after all' ‘also a big fuck you to the wen sect :D :D’ sweet spot that scene achieves . delicious

all the cultivator young masters being petty af even though they are practically prisoners at the cave is hilarious and i love them

hurt and comfort + gay mistunderstandings + watsonian gay declaration music + accidental evil acquisition! at the cave (2)

its like where do i start? the fact theyre both trapped and kind of heavily injured inside an isolated cave with a murder turtle? wwx gay panicking lwj into coughing up bad blood? lwj being jealous as wwx babbles abt mianmian? telling him he shouldnt play with people and wwx saying he never played him? wwx going Oh. I See what is happening. YOU like mianmian, and lwj absolute done face ??? (iconic) wwx touching the sacred married ribbon Again? the telepathic communication? the sword? WEI WUXIAN ASKING LAN WANGJI TO SING TO HIM AS HE IS PASSING OUT AND LWJ SINGING HIM. THE SONG. HE WROTE. FOR WWX. AND THAT HE CALLED. THEIR SHIP NAME????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

they are SO insufferable pleeeeease

in the words of my friend 1 : “CQL is so gay we were all amazed how it got past the censors Ofc unfortunately it can't be novel level gay But they did their best And we love them for it”

in the theme of songs THIS OST. WUJI HAS BEEN LIVING IN MY MIND RENT FREE SINCE I FIRST HEARD IT the whole ost is so so sO beautiful.

 the costuming in this is also soooo exquisite. the embroidery? the fabrics? the details? how every sect and clan has a distinct style and architecture? (also ik they based each off of dif periods in chinese history which is REALLY fucking cool) just chefs kiss

the direction too!. i enjoy the unusual camera movements and i think they give it that Vibe, also their composition is PARTICULARLY good when it comes to telling the subtext through position of camera/position of character (like nhs off to the side in scenes he at first glance doesnt need to be/ how lwj is often centered when hes Jealous Yearning at wwx being affectionate w other ppl, wwx return from burial mounds etc)

ik madam yu is like Badass Milf Check and shes not getting any mom of the year awards but im delighted at how messy she is. IMAGINE that woman on tiktok

you better have enjoyed gay cave (2) bc its Just Pain from here on out! 

jiang fengmian and madame yu win the Most Dramatic Way to show they do care about each other, actually ..... ever :)

i thought jiang yanli jiang cheng and wei wuxian forcing themselves to escape yunmeng barely holding on after their parents are killed was going to be the height of pain in this show. ha. 

the family dynamics in general on this showwwww, both blood/ adopted/ found families, brotherly bonds and lifelong friendships just. rly. truly. fucked me up. theyre all so important and complicated and well rounded and beautiful and tragic

and beyond being a Win For the Gays im so glad the relationships w wwx and jiang yanli/ wen qing were NOT changed from platonic bc they are so much better like that imo. like maybe if we didnt Live In A Society it wouldnt be so, but the fact wwx and others can love and value them so much and theres nothing romantic or sexual abt it is like. so refreshing. especially @ jyl, with the way he and jc are overprotective of her and shes such a nurturing/care taker figure for them, it would just not vibe as well if they made it romantic

i love that this is a story abt Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch aka Actual Satan/Boogey Man/Village With/Public Enemy Number One , my dude is literally a necromancer who only dresses in black and has evil smokey black tendrils wafting out of him, but the really edgy one is still jiang cheng, pastel purple fashion icon

and speaking of best/worst siblings wei wuxian and jiang cheng *immediately starts crying* 

The Golden Core Transfer i just. no thots only tears 

wen qing and wen ning putting themselves in so much danger just.... to help them. wn saving jc from wen chao. wq finding a way to get wwx to transfer his core. like thinking about the monumental work these two did to help wwx and jyl and jc... jyl trying so fucking hard to be strong and keep on moving and giver her little brothers comfort after losing everything... jiang cheng. losing his parents and his home and his ability to do anything abt it and his complete desperation and lack of self worth and turning on them with agression  when he didnt realize all that they did for him ... hhhhhhhhhhhhh

me, pointing at the whole cast “i just LOVE them mom!!!”

its sad tho, that BARELY ANY of the women have like.... actual important conversations let alone relationships with each other at all in the story. and like wq and jyl have stayed at the same place for extended periods of time, where wq actively took care of her TWICE,  and still! not one measly convo, nothing! ................ .𝓌ₕᵧ

everyone in this show need a good sip of Self Worth and Stop Sacrificing Yourself juice 

ngl the sword flying looks very dumb 

“a-cheng, please bring a-xian back.” “i will, i promise.” ;-;

the whole calling each other by the More Intimate Version of the name, first as teasing and later as true intimacy. mmmhmmm yes

untamed where everythings the same but wwx evil flute song is eoeo

related that scene when wwx comes back from the burial mounds for the first time w demonic cultivation and he acts all formal and calls lwj hanguang-jun and keeps being evasive and distant and mean and soooooo................. facetious 

and how hes kind of desperately trying to keep intense lwj at bay (A FIRST) and avoiding actually talking to either of them and its all tension ughhh and then he MOCKS his and lwjs relationship, he jokes w him in this like... mean echo of their usual ~banter~ oof 

 and like!!! uncertain but so relieved jc who just HUGS him w no reservations for once and its not like he isnt just as worried as lwj abt wwx and what hes doing, but he chooses in that moment to enjoy getting him back first and mmhmMMMmMm yes (maybe my favorite scene in the whole show? MAYBE SO. ) 

highkey hurt me but also. i might be into mean wwx. i will take no criticism.

lan zhans sad eyes tho :((((((((( 

on one hand i wish we could have seen what happened at the burial mounds but on the other the timeskip adds so much flair to his return so im hnnn

also i love that hes been missing for 3 months reappears kinda melancholic and bloodthirsty and knowing malign tricks and jc is like 'so. are u sad bc of lan wangji'

when ur bae survived the war but he thinks ur evil/ might be evil so you cant kiss :///

hmmm talking at the rooftop under the moonlight not mentioning everything that stands between usssss

they are the two jades of lan and we’ll be the two heroes of yunmeng is the type of line u dont even need to know whats gonna happen to know thats gonna be sad

when they fight wen ruoshan at the nightless city i thought that was the battle we see at the first ep and its not and its so easy and theyre all like ‘yayy we won go wwx!’ i was just. SCREAMS WHAT is gonna HAPPEN

so like. post burial mounds/sunshot campaign pre yiling patriarch wwx is like. ultra arrogant, ultra mocking, peak lil shit and it gave me e v e r y t h i n g i wanted

even tho having the wen prisoners at the targets at phoenix mountain and still having wwx and jzx shooting the arrows was???? so.... tone deaf 

wwx: fucking w demonic energy   jyl: he has never done anything wrong in his life, ever <3 <3 (mood)

the parallels between meng yao/wei wuxian (and even xue yang a bit?) are Seen and they are Valid

wwx post burial mounds: can yall SHUT UP abt the goddamn sword (suibian left the chat)

LIKE truly, we talk abt the angst and yearning with wangxian. but what abt wwx and suibian. xianbian / xianqing angst and comfort 100k

take a shot everytime someone coughs up blood

zidian is simply the coolest spiritual weapon rip to suibian and chenqing and bichen and sendou and baixa........ but tis the truth 

cons: everyones families died in a nightmare war! everyones homes burned to the ground! everyone is traumatized! pros: everyone gets cooler clothes and weapons!!

wen ning and a-yuan and yanli bestest babes squad dont touch me rn

everyone: brooding and fighting                                                                wq and jyl: why dont you try some acupunture/drinking some soup and calm down huh? how abt that bitch?? 

showing the battle/massacre at the nightless city first was genius actually bc then everytime we have a cute scene w yunmeng bros and theyre like 'we'll be together forever! uwu' youre like oh. oh no. oh no no no. 

justice vs lawfulness vs means and ends 👁

jc: stay in the right path and practice the art of the sword                        wx: yeah thats not gonna happen chief

my reaction to wwx renouncing to the sect politics to help the wens was just that elmo burning gif in succession

the dramatic rain. wen qing desperately calling out to wen ning. the ghosts/puppets killing the guards. how terrifying wn actually was while wwx was controlling him :( lwj goeing after him to try and stop him and then he just; he Sees him and understands him even if he cant actually do anything about it other than let them go. 

“there must be somewhere in this earth we can go to :(((((((((”

"IF I HAVE TO FIGHT THEM, I'D RATHER IT BE YOU. DYING BY YOUR HANDS WOULD AT LEAST BE WORTH IT." oh my god oh my god oh my goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooddddddd

also lwjs umbrella is white w black smoke.. .  . nice

yiling patriarch / demonic farming burial mounds settlement is like one of my favorite concepts. they an "EVIL" FARMING COMMUNITY LED BY THE VILLAGE WITCH COME ON

they planted TURNIPS and LOTUS FLOWERS and ONE (1) baby and made lanterns and a common hall :(((((((

wen qing and wei wuxian, baddest bitches and genius science best friends i absolutely LOVED to see it. they rly went ‘is anyone gonna sibling/project partner that’ and didnt wait for an answer

both wwx and jyl getting lotus ponds at the burial mounds and in lanling bc they miss lotus pier ;;;;;;;w

;;;;; wish jyl had actually gone into the burial mounds. we were robbed of jyl and wq meeting again and jyl meeting a-yuan and seeing the settlement and the homes and all ;w; at least jc did go, stab wounds and broken arms and all

wwx like... having thrown his whole life away to help the wens (yeah the sect leaders and jin guangshan in particular wanting his stygian tiger amulet was an Element but still) and not.... necessarily regretting it, but grappling with all of the consequences of it... becoming moody and drepressed at times, missing his family and lotus pier and his friends and probably simply missing being around people and causing trouble, extrovert that he is, lashing out at the wens and at a-yuan, just in general the whole messiness of that experience

the way the resentful energy does affect his temperament is rly nice bc its not too in your face,(i mean outside of the Shaky Hands of Rage) but like he clearly has a much lesser control on his anger and impulsivity (tall order) than both before bm and after hes ressurected

on that note A-YUAN BABIEST BABY BOY BEST BOY

lan zhan being like oh hey there wei ying fancy meeting u and our son here. just passing by u know how it is hmmmmMm and then PLOT TWIST having defied orders to go see him and being punished for it. oof;;

 they habent seen each other in like? a year? and now theyre tgt 10 seconds and are already parenting a child together

also lwj rly kneels down in the snow way too much to be healthy

wwx: calm down guyssss i wont lose control of demonic cultivation omgggg  .   spoiler alert: he loses control of demonic cultivation

did u enjoy cute children? good bc now the Real Pain Begins

jiang yanli and jin zixuan rly out there APROPRIATING both disaster gays AND bury ur gays huh ;w;

i KNEW jin lings birthday was gonna fuck something up but the GASP that left my body when wwx lost control of wn and killed jin zixuan .. . . 

im sorry and thank you aaaaAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAaAAAAA 

when wen ning and wen qing were telling wwx their plan i was saying NO NO NO NO NO NO out loud in despair 

also can we talk abt how wq is definetely talking about only the both of them surrending themselves but then? everyone else just surrenders w them? IT MAKES NO SENSE LIKE WHY WOULD THEY what would be the Point

 sometimes there are some pretty gaping jumps in logic and continuity that are just like                     ?          ?

wwx: oh so when you try to murder me its justified but when i survive through dark magic and murder all of you its a "war crime"

unsurprisingly, his most feral, most spiraling moment talking to the sect leaders on the roof and attacking them and even fighting lan zhan is among my favorite scenes... its like, so painful to watch but also   so       thrilling   (and maybe my wen bbs dying arose some resentful energy in me what can i say) 

and its JUST, all they ever wanted was to do good but then... war. and trauma. and hubris. 

jiang cheng on the ground clearly thorn between what to do and feel is a Mood, lets just say

i was already crying when jyl showed up, but if i wasnt-

 i suffered SO MUCH through this series trying to figure out WHY jc would kill wwx. and when i understood. its somehow not as bad as i thought and also MUCH MUCH WORSE

a look into my group chat during the last flashback episodes:

SO ANYWAY. after the BLOOD BATH and RIPPING YOUR HEART OUT and FEEDING IT TO YOU  the untamed goes ‘ayy back to the present!! tu du dud ud du’ 

literally it ends a quarter into an episode and then KEEPS GOING i had to pause and stare blankly at the ceiling for an hour

babie cultivators and detective soulmates . i do need some cute after All of That 

(not that the pain is over LOL)

lwj is significantly less emotionally repressed in the present and its delightful. hes just ALL IN with wwx. and not just in the ‘i would and have killed various men and risked my reputation for you’ but also ‘ur tired here have a drink i brought it up cause i know u like it and it want you to be happy, always’

“when everyone praised me and wanted my power, you were the only one that challenged me. now that everyone hates me and wants me dead, youre the only one that stands by my side.” hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnn 

and just filling in the blanks how lan zhan searched for him. for all of those 16 years he searched for him and was punished for it and raised a-yuan, the only survivor of the burial mounds settlement, as his own in gusu......

and jiang cheng.  being the tough love uncle . having raised the yunmeng jiang clan from the rubble all alone, his whole family dead, some of it on the blame of his own brother, his siblings, his closest friends gone.......and only jin ling there needing his guidance. 

THE PARALLEL BETWEEN JIN LING BEING A LIFELINE FOR JIANG CHENG AND A-YUAN FOR LAN WANGJI AFTER THE BATTLE AT THE NIGHTLESS CITY  

great now i made myself sad

and like . the fact! that lwj and jc dislike each other!!. jc projects blame onto him for wwx both “leaving” him and indirectly causing their families deaths and when hes so consumed by it he makes wwx an enemy, lwj is there now? trying to protect him?? and lwj, who can never understand the pain that wwx , indirectly or not put jc through, but who was right there when jc tried to kill him and will never allow him to hurt wwx again. and how they like. in a way project blame of their tragedies onto each other while dealing with some type of survivor guilt and in their own way still loving wwx through it all???  amd in way its kind of fundamentally selfish but also tragically understandable? and like when u put it against the fact that after he disappears during the sunshot campaign they were looking for him together and fought together??

JUST. THE CHARACTERS. AND THE RELATIONSHIPS IN THIS. MAN. UGH. GOD. 

and like i think thats what makes it so good? its such a sad and painful and violent story, edgy even, but its compelling bc at the center of it there are all of these relationships and different types of love and hope and. :( i love it

enough crying lets talk abt wwx sleeping at the jingshi with lwj and wearing his under garment for a minute 🙏

 jin ling just has that Was Raised by JC energy tho lmao i love him

babie cultivator squad is the perfect ammount of cute and comedic relief while still bearing the weight? of the narrative in a way, both from sizhui and jin lings existences, and also. like. how do i put this. they feel hopeful? they were born after a war, they came of age at a time of relative peace, they dont hold on so closely to the resentments of their parents/father figures, they are specifically shown as more accepting and open minded. and its like.... Hope for the future  

one of the ?? things  i love the most is the fact that the main cast are often in situations where theyre hunted/running but they like. never wear disguises... just going around in their gorgeous expensive clan clothes and hair ornaments and distinctive spiritual weapons.... maybe w a straw hat on, just for kicks

wwx teacher 🥺🥺🥺

so this is why its called Yi City Misery huh

a-qing is such. an icon. im so sad. my girl even knew to leave xys dumb self rotting by the road but no one listens to her thats why theyre all dead or sad 

her and xue yang measuring each other up was so entertaining lmao

 its the funniest thing when hes like. HERES MY SAD STORY. FOR WHY IM A SADISTIC MURDERER. I BROKE MY HAND ONCE. 

like ok someone broke his hand in a horrible way, and like Poverty, i get it but also like.......... that lost the brunt of a proper sob story like, 50 sadistic murders ago bby

and i love that xingchen does not entertain that for a second hes like ‘not ?????? good enough???’ and the best thing is he wasnt even like 'u hadto be the bigger person' or sth but ' well then break that dudes hand back, rip his arm off for i care, what do the rest of us have to do w anything???” 

anjo sensato :(

xue yang is like..... the sexy sadistic evil version of a himbo..... a meanbo...

the fucked upness of xy’s feelings for xxc/ xxc and sl feelings for each other... like my dude literally gave his bf HIS EYES. and xy getting so attached to xxc .... the fucked up fake domesticity.... having him hurt sl..... then desperately trying to bring him back ...................... oof

song lan........... literally had his eyes AND tongue removed, his bfs eyes put in place, was almost killed, turned into a puppet by his bf unknowingly, manipulated by xy, sees his bf killing himself in despair.... and STILL finds the strenght to get up from there, and keep on traveling and helping people and attempting to fix xxcs soul.......... like, my man. damn. 

wangxian looking at songxiao and seeing an Actually more painful parallel for themselves. ft. that Color Coding. 

THE A-YUAN/SIZHUI REVEAL PUNCHED ME IN THE HEART but in a good way for a change

should have know that he would be the Best Boy the cute one w all the braincells

the butterfly AND the bunny lantern. i see how it is

u know is very convenient that no one can see the stark black veins on wen nings neck, ever 

BAT WEN NING 

wns face when lwj comes into wwx room like ‘:0 omg did u two finally get your shit together? good for you master wei good for u’ 

(they didnt) (yet)

DISASTER DRUNK LWJ. JUST. THRUST SOME CHICKENS TO SHOW UR RESSURECTED BAE THAT U LOVE THEM.

i have absolutely no idea WHY they gave lwj the same punishment for fighting his own sect/allies to protect the burial mounds as when they got drunk on cloud recess class days.... like? its such a ... emotional continuity error again

also is lwj gonna get an actual friend besides wwx , ever

mianmian marrying and having a family and a cute life after saying FUCK U AND UR SYSTEM TOO in a much less unhinged and dramatic way than wwx......... fills me w joy

also lol the idea that like. her husband not knowing that shes friends w satan/the boogey man/the village witch is hilarious

i love nie mingjue bc hes the resident Though Guy but also the most dramatic bitch in this show and thats Saying Something

jin ling cant have one uneventful relative can he

the fact that everyone present already knew “mo xuanyu” was wwx at the stairs is so funny, their faces are like ‘oh............ wow. that. sure is a development. shock” 

in the tradition of extremely loud whispers wwx tells lwj with twelve guards standing like one meter away from them: HEY PSH LAN ZHAN PRETEND IM FORCING YOU TO STAY W ME DO IT

oh my god oh my god

the absolute Yearning on his face when he leaves wwx and a-yuan at the burial mounds and refuses to stay for dinner was already Enough but the fact?? they brought it back?? to this declaration of love?? their expressions??????? strike me dead right now just go ahead

lFor Legal Reasons We Cant Kiss but we will have a very sappy declaration of love and trust and look at each other in way that is the actualization of 💞💘💗💖💓💘💞💗💖💘💗💖💕💞

also icb all the sect leaders and guards are standing there watching them say they like like each other with a dozen swords pointing at their neck

i enjoyed the depiction of the fickle public perception and how easily it can be used to scapegoat people. when the sect leaders turn on jgy and wwx knows thats its more for convenience than anything else...

poor lxc is literally like 'oh so when YOUR problematic boyfriend gets called evil its a misunderstanding but when its MY problematic bf-'

ok like i cant get over nmj let jgy play a song that messed with his temperament at all, like maN u KNEW he might be shady wth

wwx: “hey dont say anything bad abt lan zhan hes not an arrogant dick, thats just his face. 

ME ON THE OTHER HAND"

the cultivators as wwx is poking holes in their narrative is literally *nazaré meme*

"wei wuxian-!" "what did i break your leg, too?" not to be problematic but i laughed so hard

not as hard as "you dont have the rank to talk to me " tho

i Enjoy that, over the course of story, wwx sees that... theres nothing truly to Do, but move on. he saw how his arrogance and his mistakes hurt others, and hes trying to fix what he can, but he already did die for his mistakes and there are things he cant fix and that's. just how it is. even towards jgy, the narrative doesn't go gleefully and completely with "lets make THEM pay bc theyre the big bad" bc its not that simple, and it wouldn't lead anywhere but more pain...

re him and jiang cheng and the wens and kinda. isnt that what nhs did? scheming to displace jgy out of revenge more than any justice and doing so in the most painful way?

idk if that actually makes sense im truly just babbling

i thought the scene at the lotus pond would be CUTE but the context was PAIN again

jiang cheng finding out about his golden core and his conflict with wwx at the guanyin temple .... destroyed me but in a nice way kinda.... same way it destroys him look at his face oh god

and. the fact??? he sacrificed himself for wwx?? first?? and he'll probably never tell anyone much less wwx???? keeps me up at night

i havent decided if the neckbreak transition between jgy does sth super Evil or does he he does OR Does He yes he does O R does heeeee is sth i dislike or not

jin guangyao and wei wuxians most interesting parallel is that... theyve both seen 'hmm hey this system is fucked up' and wwx went 'so fuck it all i will renounce it and challenge it' and jgy went 'so fuck it i will use all of it to my advantage and manipulate it to my goals and whims'

the fact jgys mom was actually great and he loved her and his whole issue w it was more than simply being ashamed of being a bastard kinda got me ngl

never trust a dude with a fan.

nhs and jgy: the first rule to a convoluted and decades spanning violent revenge plot is to have fun and be yourself! 

when a-yuan finally FINALLY remembers ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;-;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; wen ning has someone in his family back and a-yuan has someone to talk abt his wen family and wwx has him back bc he survived and lwj raised him anD HES THEIR SON. THEYRE MARRIED AND HAVE A SON. UGH.

and theyre allowed to heal. everyone is allowed to try and recover and be happy

netflix put all of the 3 endings on top of each other and it looks kinda weird actually BUT I DONT EVEN MIND :’’’’’’’’’)

the gasp that left me when lwj says ‘wei ying’ and wwx turns.........

there was also a screen with ‘thank you mxtx for creating these characters, we hope their wishes come true’ and i might. have cried then too. maybe. 

that was . a ride. as is proven by this behemot of a ramble clearly i just really needed and Outlet. i am currently trying to convince dumb monkey brain to not consume the other medias of mdzs immediately bc i REALLY need to like. live. a life. and take care of real responsibilities.  *longest oh boi ever*

[meryamthebadassbitch]

사랑 𝐈𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥 {𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫} 3

I'm lazy so TIME SKIP :

soon the day came to an end, she still has some time left before going home, walking out of the school gates she put her earphones back on walking down the stairs only to see a group of girls surrounding Suho girlfriend, as one of the girls tried to slap her, Y/N ran toward the girl grabbing hold of her wrist harshly glaring

"Yah ! do you have a death wish? get out before you get expelled..."

"AND WHO ARE YOU ?!"

"Park Sae-Mi , I'm your worst nightmare so don't even try to come near me or this girl.....Arasso ?"

btw; arasso ? means · to agree or to understand, "okay". · I know.' Or 'I got it.' Sometimes 'You know?' Or 'You got it?' · 알았어

Soon the girls ran away, before she could say any other word, Y/N turned around her hand out with a smile, Ju Kyeong on the other side was very thankful for her, but the problem is; her bullies took off her makeup, trying to hide her face she said, "thank you so much Y/N~ssi , what can I do to thank you ?!" bowed the girl in front of her, putting her hand on her shoulder, the H/C haired girl grabbed her hand with the brightest smile "here come I'll do your makeup and then we can go have some dumplings ? hm" getting a nod as an answer before pulling her into a bench taking out Ju kyeong makeup

5 MINUTES LATER: I' M LAZY

"Done !! sorry i'm not good at makeup but I hope you like it..." she said shaking her head before standing up, as they were both about to go have dumplings Kang Soo-ah , Han Seojun , Lee Su-ho in his karate uniform, and last but not least Kang Su-jin all came running checking if she's alright, the H/C haired girl tapped her back before walking away "we can have dumplings later Ju kyeong ! yah Lee Suho don't forget about tonight and you need to have an eye on your girlfriend Park Sae-Mi isn't done with her until you date her..." she said her face going deadpan giving him the side-eye , before continuing her way out of school

"woah, she is so cool, yah han Seojun I dare you to make her go with you around Seoul with your motorcycle ? I'll give you all my food for an entire month ?!" said Soo-ah with a devilish smirk on her face waiting for an answer, nodding the handsome boy took his helmet putting it on

"Alright !"

putting his hand on the handlebars, he started driving toward her stopping in front of the girl with an eyebrow raised, opening his helmet the girl cocked a smirk on her face crossing her arms "nice motorcycle ? damn that helmet makes you less swagger..." she said giving him a pity look, making his eyes go wide

"WHAT! it can't be true-"

"yah I'm joking! if only you have seen the face you just made-" trying to hold her laugh, but the sound of someone with another motorcycle calling him seemed to cut her laugh in the middle of nowhere, eyes widening once again he pulled her by the wrist making her sit behind him, putting on his helmet before restarting to drive but this time faster, her arms around his waist as she kept looking back to see if they're still chasing them—indeed they still are.

"Turn right !! UGH, what did you do this time Han Seojun !"

"BACKSTABBED THEM !"

"of course, BUT WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT ?!"

"yah ! will you shut up and oh shit-"

the wall in front of them said otherwise, putting her hand on top of his she started controlling the vehicle

1 Start braking at the proper time depending on your speed.

2 Ease off the throttle

3 Press down on the rear brake with your right foot.

4 Squeeze the front brakes at the same time with 2 fingers to ease into the stop

5 Hold the clutch to help slow down.

6 Shift into first gear before you get to your stop

7 Plant your left foot when your bike stops moving.

doing what she learned back when she was young, stopping the motorcycle, they both fell to the ground only to get surrounded by those assholes, getting back up both their backs collided together, fist in the air, both of them being partners in crime—which is happening, one of them tried grabbing a hold of her H/C hair but was stopped by her grabbing his arm twisting it like a hot Cheetos, pushing him toward his gang, everyone attacked them, Seojun punching them and Y/N breaking their bones, one of the assholes who she recognized was the leader, grabbed her hair turning around she kicked him straight in his ugly face with her leg.

NO.ONE.TOUCH.HER.HAIR

The handsome boy stared at her, before picking up his now broken helmet fuming in anger, the E/C eyed girl looking at him confused, eyes shifting to the helmet her eyes observed the huge crack around it, a sigh leaving her lips she pulled him toward the falling motorcycle, both of them lifting it he once again started driving following her lead.

Soon reaching what looked like a helmet store, she walked in with him following close behind before gesturing for him to chose one, at first he disagreed but soon nodded at the scary look, choosing a black one with red fire art, paying for it she gave it to him with a soft smile "it was nice meeting you Han Seojun but I gotta go it's getting pretty dark ?" she said about to walk away but his dumbass self grabbed her wrist pulling her back toward him, her head hitting his chest before melting into his beautiful eyes making straight eye contact, his piercing gaze turning into a soft one, His eyes are so different in moments like these, softer than she knew eyes could be, "I'll take you, I insist you got in trouble because of me so hop in ?" she just nods, taking in every moment for her memory, knowing it is the only way to avoid the yelling she's probably gonna get when reaching home , putting her arms around his waist, even tho her hands are cold as ice but the way she put them around him made him warm and safe, it was a cold night, a lucid moon, heaven's eyes shine in the black as a divine watchful mother, his eyes sparkling like diamonds under the moonlights in a museum, passing by the huge companies and buildings, The buildings galloped up to the clouds and they had entire floors dedicated to play, the N Seoul Tower blue lights reflecting on her ravishing eyes.

[prinxlyart]

I will say, I am hungry again and I have a few ask for your Willumity/Vinira headcannons. HOWEVER to be fair to you. This time I will restrain myself and simply ask for you to share any headcanons you want to share as of now!

You can ALWAYS ask for more Willumity.

A L W A Y S

But!! Since you’ve given me free reign to just play in this sandbox, that’s exactly what I’m gonna do

We all agree that Luz is hella ADHD. This girl will talk for HOURS about the shit she likes. If something grabs her attention, she wants to know everything about it. She doesn’t like being told to do things, but she loves being asked to do things. For example: if someone tells her she needs to do a thing her brain will immediately click into the “No” position and will refuse to budge. If someone asks her to do something, her brain clicks to “help? I can help? I can help with a thing for this person? Yes! I’ll help this person with this task because it will make them happy! Yes! I can help!” This is why acts of service resonate so strongly with her.

I don’t know what mental diversity looks like on the Boiling Isles considering how just. Horror-based everything is? But I’m 100% on that autistic Amity train. She has to do things a Certain Way or she’ll teeter on the edge of a meltdown. She refuses to touch/eat certain textures. She usually doesn’t know what the appropriate response/reaction is to a given conversation, especially with her socialite friends, which is why she just remains a cool mask of indifference. She’ll inspect every detail of anything that’s handed to her. She’s incredibly smart, but doesn’t always know how to convey what she knows and understands into words other people can understand. The only people allowed in her personal space are her siblings. Eventually that also stems to Luz and Willow, maybe more as she grows more comfortable with herself? But usually anyone getting in her space is overwhelming and alarming. Defo has a hard time regulating/processing her emotions.

I need to make an entire post dedicated to Augustus Porter because my boy deserves it, but I’ll toss some random things here. He has a signed poster from the head of the Illusionist Coven framed on his bedroom wall. He and his dad have bi-weekly after-dinner standup comedy sessions with each other (Perry has kept a secret journal of all of Gus’s best jokes he’s done over the years that he reads whenever he needs a pick-me-up).

Perry and Eda knew each other in school in passing. Their social circles overlapped but they were never hanging out in the same groups. When Gus is very little (like, maybe 3 or 4?), Perry takes him to the market to just wander around and they find Eda’s Human Collectibles Stand. She and Perry catch up, he introduces her to his son, and Eda (ever the saleswoman) pulls out some shiny human thing that Gus is immediately taken with. In between her and Perry catching up, Gus asks her a million questions about the thing he’s been given and then even more questions about other stuff at her stand. She actually finds it really fun to show off her human shit to someone so enthralled by it. She makes some stuff up here and there just to mess with him, but he’s too young to realize it’s a joke or not true, and takes everything at face value. We all know Eda likes to get a little theatrical with her sales pitches; she does the Salesperson act with everything Gus asks her about. She lets Gus take a couple items home just because he was such a riot and Perry insists he pay for something, but Eda just waves them off and tells him that this is just an investment in a lifelong customer. She had no idea how right she was because Gus defo became obsessed with human culture from that point on. He also picked up on Eda’s super theatrical sales pitches (because he thought it was funny and because he thought that’s just how you’re supposed to show human stuff to people) and began showing off his own “human collectibles museum” to his dad with the same theatrical voice. Perry plays along with this too (as a news anchor he’s got a great announcer voice) and ta-da! That’s how we get the boy we all know and love today. It’s 100% Eda’s fault, but Perry definitely encouraged it because it made his son so happy. That’s also why Gus doesn’t seem especially perturbed at meeting Eda for the first time in ep 3. Or for interjecting his new Human Knowledge in the moment she was patting Luz’s head. He’s used to having conversations with her about human junk whenever she has her stand up. Eda’s secretly relieved that one of Luz’s new friends is actually someone she kinda knows. It’s Perry’s kid, and Perry’s a good guy. His little squirt seems to be growing up to be pretty good too.

Eda scoffs at “nerdy” shit as if she hasn’t owned the Clawthorne Braincell her entire life. “She worked twice as hard” “-that just made me work harder than you!”. Eda’s extremely smart and extremely talented. She likely created the secret room of shortcuts entirely on her own. She probably studied in the school library constantly, but under the guise of causing mischief. And like. She probably did both. She was a potions track kid so she probably knew all the best ways to make stink bombs that she could leave hidden in the shelves. She hated school because she was so limited and stifled; she only wanted to learn magic and was told no at every turn. So when she learned magic on her own, yknow, without the guidance of a teacher, there’s bound to be some major fuck ups. Once she’s fine-tuned her mistakes though, she absolutely turns them into pranks. You say I’m not allowed to study multiple tracks, bumpikins?? Well how’s THIS!!! How’s THAT for focus??? (Half of her pranks were also just her showing off and desperately hoping to prove that she could learn any type of magic and couldn’t be constrained to just the one. Bump recognized this of course, but he had strict guidelines to follow and no Luz Noceda to call him out for it.)

Camila treasures her daughter more than life itself. I personally refuse to headcanon anything to do with her extended family or why she’s a single parent (too many variables and options that could be addressed in the show), but I do know that she loves Luz more than anything. It’s exhausting being a single mom, working as a nurse, and trying to be there for her ADHD daughter when the rest of the world doesn’t seem to want her. It hurts her so much to see her baby, the light of her life, her Luz, be brushed aside and written off as “the weirdo”, or bullied, or even outright hated by some people just because she’s a little different. She’s had to have some words with the school staff for how they treat her on occasion. Did you see that Principal’s death glare in the first ep?? He hates her. Camila’s there not just because she’s Luz’s parent, but also to act as a barrier between the principal and Luz. She would move Heaven and Earth for Luz, but it can be a lot when you’re the only adult around. I truly believe she wanted Luz to go to that camp to learn how to be friends with kids that didn’t already know her or her quirks. Even she sounded unsure of what they would do at that camp, but she had full faith that this would be Luz’s opportunity to make friends with other kids that could teach her to like....more mainstream stuff. So she could learn how to mimic their (hopefully, toned down) behaviors. She just wants her baby to be accepted by others.

This next one’s a doozy so hold on to your butts

Lilith is technically smart. And I mean that in a literal sense - she can read and understand the fundamentals of magic, the concepts and execution of complex spells, recite entire chapters of Boiling Isles history, you name it. Many adults in her youth called her gifted because of it. All she actually did was absorb the information and regurgitate it when asked. She thrived on the praise she received. What made her different from her sister is that she never wanted anything more than to do as she was told. Her biggest goal? Her dream job? Was to just be given orders by the Emperor. I’m sure there’s all sorts of flowery propaganda surrounding that, advertising how incredible it is to be in the Emperor’s Coven, what an honor it is to work alongside the witch that can speak to the Titan. But it’s literally just. Taking orders. And knowing you’re somehow better than everyone else because you’ve been selected to be among the elite. She never strived for anything more; she never wanted to do anything else but enforce the Emperor’s will because that was “the highest honor�� a witch could have. As a result (or in conjunction rather) she lacks literally any amount of foresight. There’s only one braincell in the Clawthorne Family and her sister has it because this dumbass doesn’t think about anyone but herself. Instead of talking with Eda about what they should do when they were told there was only one spot left in the Emperor’s Coven, she walked away. Only thinking of how she could secure her victory. She didn’t ask Eda how she felt about the situation, she didn’t let Eda speak her mind about what her own desires were; Eda made it clear enough that she just wanted to be by Lilith’s side, she didn’t care what that meant. She just wanted to be with her big sister. Eda tried to reach out to her to discuss their cirumstances, but Lilith just walked away like the broody, self-centered teenager that she was and resolved to cheat her way to victory. When Eda knew this was her dream. Why would she think Eda would take away her dream???? She could’ve asked Eda to throw the duel? She could’ve asked her to fake the match? Or even fake sick? Or just not even shown up! If she didn’t show up it could’ve counted as a forfeit and Lilith would’ve earned the spot by default! But no, she had to ruin her sister’s entire life in an act of cowardice and dishonor because she’s so full of herself and didn’t read the fine print. She loves her sister, of course she does, but she’s so self-absorbed that she’s never seen Eda for who she actually is and wasted both of their lives as a result. And this is all just analysis of her character and that flashback, this isn’t even headcanons. I think if she has any amount of respect for her sister (she doesn’t), her redemption will have to go far far beyond an apology and taking on half the curse. When I say Lilith is a dumbass, this is specifically what I mean. She doesn’t think about how her actions will affect those around her. She was the Head of the Emperor’s Coven, literally one of the most powerful positions she could possibly be in on the Boiling Isles and still sacrificed Amity’s dignity and years of hard work just so she could be ensured that she could one-up her sister. She did this in front of everyone in attendance of that Witches Duel. She risked Amity’s credibility as a witch, as a Blight, and as a person just to fuel her own ego. It’s no wonder Amity was so upset; the witch she’s been idolizing her whole life didn’t think she had what it took to best a human that couldn’t do magic in a witches duel. That can fuck up your self esteem something fierce. And Lilith hardly seemed to give a shit!!!! She didn’t care that she just trashed Amity’s reputation in front of dozens of spectators!!!! I’m v bitter about Lilith as a character in case you couldn’t tell.

If I had to throw a headcanon in, I’ll toss one in that sterling and I have discussed: Lilith literally doesn’t know how to live her life as an independent adult. Sure, she knows how to like. Make herself some easy dinners? But that’s literally only because she used to make herself and Eda dinners when they were kids. Beyond that, she has no fucking idea. She can do the basic household chores any teenager knows how to do, but she’s lived in the Emperor’s Castle with the rest of the Coven since she joined. It’s kind of like living in a college dorm; food and a room is provided, there’s maybe a laundry service, she’s never had to pay taxes in her life (not that Eda does, but yknow). The only things she buys for herself (if she doesn’t make it herself) is her hair dye and books. When she first moves in to the Owl House, she has no idea how the household chores are done. She’s on House Cleaning Duty Eternally and the first......I’ll say year. Eda will wake her up by banging pots and pans over her head once every month and scream-singing about how it’s House Cleaning Day, pull out her lawn chairs and some lemonade, and she and Luz (and sometimes King) will just sit back and relax and watch the show that is Lilith trying to clean Hooty. Hooty does not like to cooperate with her (partially because Lilith is a special friend and partially because he knows how much joy it brings Eda and Luz to watch her struggle).

Oof I could go on but this is already one hell of a post huh? Sorry (not really) for dragging Lilith so hard; not a joke, tumblr made me split hers up into two bullet points because it couldn’t comprehend my ranting for so long in one bullet point. I do love sharing these with y’all though, they’re so much fun and I’m so glad you guys like my rambling. <3333

[strvngemagics]

{ cisgender woman, she/her } ❝ I'm a juvenile product of the working class / whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass ❞ huh, who’s FIVEL STEWART? no, you’re mistaken, that’s actually MOLLY WEASLEY II. she is a 24 year old HALFBLOOD witch who is a CHASER FOR PUDDLEMERE UNITED. she is known for being FLIGHTY, IMPULSIVE, DISORGANIZED, FORGETFUL, and REBELLIOUS but also TRUSTING, DEDICATED, VIBRANT, ADAPTABLE, and INDEPENDENT, so that must be why she always reminds me of the song GLAZIN’ - JACUZZI BOYS and ROLLER SKATING DOWN A STEEP INCLINE, FOREHEAD KISSES, AN OUT-OF-TUNE ACOUSTIC GUITAR, AN UNMADE BED WITH LOTS OF PILLOWS, CHERRY LIMEADE SLUSHIES, PUTTING ON YOUR FAVORITE SWEATSHIRT. i hear she is aligned with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX so be sure to keep an eye on her. 

BIO

Molly Adelaide Weasley was born into a (relatively) peaceful world but adopted into an ever-growing and infinitely chaotic family - and her father, having had a near-catastrophic falling out with this family in favor of furthering his career, made it CLEAR to her that her status as a Weasley was to be cherished, not derided, never forgone for more ambitious aims. Percy, sometimes rigid, though always loving, threw this lesson in familial love along with his more practical teachings.

Her first real sentence was “Molly do it!”, which was put to excessive use as a toddler. Doing the laundry? “Molly do it!” Her father’s bent over a stack of paperwork with a next-day deadline? Molly’s rushing over to help with a fat, color-changing crayon in hand: “Molly do it!” When Audrey was ill with a stomach bug, Lucy happened upon her sister, barely even three, mashing a ginger root with the handle of Mama’s wand in an attempt to make ginger biscuits. In short, Molly has always been headstrong and maternal. She takes a lot of pride in the traits that she shares with her namesake, her wonderful Gran, but regrettably never learned to knit.

Molly arrived at Hogwarts with a gaggle of cousins who’d already set the tone for who the Weasleys were and how they behaved. She found it difficult to find a life and identity outside of them - and still worries that she’s just another face in the family, unimportant compared to their accomplishments and accolades. Her time in Hufflepuff house passed without any prefect badges, school awards, or major academic achievements — even her five-year stint on the house Quidditch team was marred by the fact that she was always playing against some cousin or close family friend.

Life after Hogwarts has treated Molly well — she’s played professional Quidditch since age 18, something that she still can’t quite believe has happened. She was a reserve Chaser for the Kenmore Kestrels until 2027, when she was offered a contract by Puddlemere United. She took it, because wow that’s a lot of galleons, but Puddlemere’s always had a reputation for producing a lot of (painfully) straight-laced and by-the-book players………..which Molly definitely is not. She’s not allowed to speak at press conferences anymore due to PU’s management dubbing her “a PR nightmare” and “too foul-mouthed for a Dementor to want to Kiss”.

(TW DEATH MENTION) Memories of Uncle Harry pop up nearly every day - his voice, his rough hands positioning her arms and shoulders in a proper dueling stance, the smudges on his glasses, the way he looked at Aunt Ginny like she hung the moon in the sky. She misses him, dearly, but feels selfish and silly for doing so - she wasn’t his kid, and there are so many people who looked to Harry Potter as a symbol for the hope that carried them through wartime. She often worries that she isn’t doing enough - not enough to support her cousins, not enough for the muggleborns she knows and those she does not. There are days in which her inadequacy threatens to swallow her whole, when her hands tremble and breath rattles in her chest - but she’s able to bite it back for the moment. There’s bigger things ahead. (END TW).

PERSONALITY

okay so i always describe molly as a “disaster lesbian” or “chaotic dumbass” and i mean that with a lot of affection. she’s just very much motivated by pleasure and by fun, and much less motivated by duty or responsibility. she wants to stand out in both good and bad ways and more often achieves that in bad ways. she is also, like i mentioned, very headstrong. i consider her one of my funniest characters and that’s mostly unintentional because she just. says whatever pops into her head. i regularly giggle at what i make molly say. i am not ashamed of this.

uhhhh. what else? she’s a big old jock, one of those heinous people who for the most part actually enjoys exercising! will definitely ask you to join her on a sunrise run because she’s Ridiculous

loves her family so so so much, even though there’s at least 3 group chats where she’s currently trashing a cousin or two. is very down to take part in harmless pranks and shenanigans. someone outside the family tries to trash the cousins tho?!?!?! lmao kill bill sirens immediately go off. she and lucy probably call themselves twins bc they’re not blood-related but they are almost always on the same wavelength and in my eyes (jane u can confirm this for me) just get each other on a very fundamental level.

huge fuckin’ aries energy. you can find some personality assessments below:

zodiac.  

aries (sun)

“aries is an active, energetic sign. people with sun in aries are direct, straightforward, and uncomplicated. they expect the same from others, and are baffled when they don’t always get it.”

gemini (moon)

“nervousness and worry are common traits with this lunar position. An underlying restlessness is common, and many lunar geminis need more stimulation than others. they usually read a lot, talk a lot, and think a lot.”

mbti.  esfj (the consul)

+ strong practical skills, strong sense of duty, sensitive and warm, connects well with others

- inflexible, vulnerable to criticism, reluctant to improvise, needy, worries about social status

STATS

GENERAL

name. molly adelaide weasley

nickname. molls

birthdate. 4 april 2005 (she’s supposed to be 24? idk math)

place of birth. st. mungo’s

family.  percy weasley (father), audrey weasley (mother), lucy weasley (sister), extended family in the form of various weasley-potter aunts, uncles and cousins.

residence. (tbd), but roommates: rose granger-weasley, natalia bardon, lucy weasley

occupation. chaser for puddlemere united

gender identity. cis woman

romantic orientation. homoromantic

sexuality. lesbian

blood status. half-blood

relationship status. single

pets. a bright pink pygmy puff named romeo

MAGICAL

hogwarts house. hufflepuff

extracurriculars/leadership. hogwarts orchestra (clarinet), dueling club, charms club (president)

allegiance. order of the pheonix

n.e.w.t. grades. charms (o), transfiguration (a), herbology (e), d.a.d.a (a), potions (e), care of magical creatures (e), astronomy (e), history of magic (o), muggle studies (o).

wand. alder, ten inches, dragon heartstring core.

boggart. inferi

patronus. corporeal, brown bear

amortentia. vanilla bath fizz, lemon peels, sandalwood, mint

magical strengths. charms, nonverbal casting, transfiguration, flying

magical weaknesses. defensive magic, hexes and curses, potions.

[elareine]

Fic Masterpost

For a masterpost of my tumblr ficlets, see here.

Note: I’ve added fics with multiple pairings to every relevant category.

Jason Todd/Tim Drake

Secret Witness (34k, ao3) CSI except with ghosts. WIP. 

A Hope Like You (12k, ao3) A/b/o with single dad Jason and identity porn. WIP. 

Silver and shadow and vision of things not seen (8k, ao3) WW2 and post-WW2 urban fantasy noir. WIP.

Turn yourself toward home (4k, ao3) Retired pirate seeks retired navy officer.

The space between us (8k, ao3) Mr. & Mrs. Smith in space.

Hold me (like you held on to life) (6k, ao3) Vampire sex to spite the parents.

If I know you (4k, ao3) Annoyed witch cares for sleeping prince.

Lifelong learning (5k, ao3) College, but it’s not an AU.

safe with me (14k, ao3) Figuring out intimacy, with a dash of d/s.

Ornamental (2k, ao3)  Christmas party butt plug fun.

Far away (1k, ao3 I tumblr) + So close (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Tim’s in space and then he’s not.

Like no other pain (2k, ao3) Soulmates, but Tim makes it angsty. 

If I had a type (then baby it would be you) (1k, ao3 I tumblr) One-night stand with surprise bondmark.  

The Sacredness of Tears (13k, ao3)  Tim gets the ability to travel through time, but somehow that’s not the main story. 

The Reluctant Brides (13k, ao3) Genderbent regency.

Adamare (9k, ao3 I tumblr: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7) Harry Potter AU. 

What demons they carry (5k, ao3 I tumblr: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14) Outsider POV of demon!Tim.

Shelter (19k, ao3) Royalty arranged marriage. 

glaukopis, promachos, atrytone (4k, ao3 I tumblr:  1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7) A god and his reincarnated lover.

Not the hurricane (2k, ao3 I tumblr) Soft handjobs. 

Night falling softly and without mercy (4k, ao3 I tumblr) When you want to marry your bodyguard but are pretty sure he means to kill you. 

Reasons to be jealous (4k, ao3 I tumblr) Unfounded jealousy crack. Side DickDami.

Just a fool for you (6k, ao3 I tumblr) The Regency Daemon Thing. (Part two of ‘foolish, perhabs’)

A fool’s game (1k, ao3 I tumblr)  Outsider POV of The Regency Daemon Thing. (Part one of ‘foolish, perhabs’)

A fool to believe (2k, ao3 I tumblr) Epistolary companion to The Regency Daemon Thing. (Part three of ‘foolish, perhabs’)

Blood will tell (9k, ao3) October Daye AU. 

So easy to begin (4k, ao3) Dealin’ with fear toxin and trauma, a/b/o-style. 

Somebody ring the alarm (2k, ao3) Strangers flirting while undercover.

To love and to honour (6k, ao3) Five anniversaries and a wedding. 

A question of trust (3k, ao3) Jason hides an injury.

The Wedding Job (3k, ao3) Leverage-style heist.

One day the slipper fits (2k, ao3) The perils of not-dating. 

Dick Grayson/Jason Todd 

clock ticking (sudden silence) (7k, ao3 I tumblr) Dick’s soulmate timer is an asshole. 

The stars gaze back (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Stardust AU with more swearing.

In the Shallows (20k, ao3) Celebrity ‘She Loves Me’ AU.

I dream of our story (our fairytale) (1k, ao3 I tumblr)  Epilogue to In the Shallows. 

A revolution is a simple thing (6k, ao3) Anastasia AU.

Dick Grayson/Damian Wayne

Soft, sweet (and never too much) (2k, ao3) Sweet and kinky PWP.

Don't make me close one more door (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Bodyguard AU. Dami goes undercover and develops feelings. 

Misperceptions (6k, ao3 I tumblr) DamiDick-centric compaion to Reasons to be jealous.

Damian Wayne/Tim Drake

These stars will guide us home (2k, ao3 I tumblr) Developing feelings while being far apart.

Vigil (4k, ao3 I tumblr) Injuries, cuddles and feelings. DamiTim, Joyfire+Dick.

That sacred bond (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Fake marriage for the aliens.

Jason Todd/Roy Harper

Winners get road rash with @scootboot97​ (3k, ao3 I tumblr) College AU dorks and oral. 

Of wizards and black knights (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Cyberpunk damsel in not-so-much distress. 

Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne

Wonder (2k, ao3) Officer Grayson partners up with Batman.

All that's dead and gone and passed tonight (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Hunger Games AU. 

Tim Drake/Conner Kent

Met a boy (cute as can be) (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Summer romance.

Snow comes down in June (2k, ao3 I tumblr) College dumbasses try to stay friends.

Jason Todd/Damian Wayne

That word on your skin (2k, ao3 I tumblr) Getting the same tattoo is one way to ask for a date.

warmth, shared (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Jason’s feeling old and gets cuddles on a mountain.

Jason Todd/Roy Harper/Tim Drake

At its core (1k, ao3 I tumblr)  Considering fatherhood and marriage. 

Turning point (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Cuddles against nightmares, with a surprise ghost.

Other ships (DC)

Vigil (4k, ao3 I tumblr) Injuries, cuddles and feelings. Joyfire+Dick, DamiTim. 

The wonderful everyday (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Flirting in an Ikea. Joyfire.

Down, down (2k, ao3 I tumblr) Prince visits tentacled sea witch. Superbat.

Would make me whole (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Angsty jerk-off session. JayRoyDick.

Promises (whispered, shouted) (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Injuries in the desert with not much hope. JonDami.

Won't you die tonight for love (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Vampire marriage surprisingly includes a third person. DamiJayTim.

You still look like a movie (2k, ao3 I tumblr) High school teachers pine. DickWally, side JayTim.

Spellbound (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Morning after marred by worry about a love potion. Trinity.

Through the night (we'll make it) (2k, ao3 I tumblr) H/C vignettes. Robinpile.

Gen (DC) 

rewind, fast forward, stop (3k, ao3 I tumblr)  Deaged Jason angst. Jason, batfamily.

In silence (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Jason’s telepathy doesn’t help him with Bruce. Jason, Bruce.

A soft place to land (2k, ao3) Trying to get Bruce to retire. Jason, Dick, batfamily.

touched your head gently (felt my heart melt) (7k, ao3) Movie-verse Floyd as a father through the years. Floyd, Zoe, squad. 

Will someone tell me what's going on tonight (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Dick’s OC boyfriend is an asshole, Wally offers comfort. Dick/OC (past), Bruce, Wally

At its core (1k, ao3 I tumblr) Considering fatherhood and marriage. Duke-centric, side JayRoyTim.

Hockey RPF

Sometimes I lie (4k, ao3) An FBI agent and his informant. SidGeno.

Finding Surety  (13k, ao3) Fake Dating. Marner/Matthews.  

Do you know (I still miss you) (6k, ao3) Getting back together with a little help from your friends. Eichel/McDavid. (Part two of ‘Read all about it’)

The name that history wrote (8k, ao3) Harry Potter AU, triwizard tournament. Eichel/McDavid.

the whole world's out of sync (9k, ao3) 13 going on 30 AU. SidGeno.

stellar nucleosynthesis (13k, ao3) Magical realism and truth spells. Danny/Claude.

But you were always on my mind (7k, ao3) Soulmarks complicated by dyslexia.

Feather (9k, ao3) Crimean war magical realism AU. SidGeno.

Other fandoms

starts with truth (MCU, 8k, ao3) If Steve talked to Tony and Pepper earlier about the winter soldier. SteveTonyPepper.

someday my prince will come (X-Men Movies, 7k, ao3) Erik deals with an enchanted forest. Cherik.

Nothing easy worth doing (Power Rangers, 2k, ao3) Superheroing while autistic - pros and cons. 

Shoot me down (Star Wars, 12k, ao3) Kier survives. Everything else still happens. LeiaKierHan.

Ask his mind (ask his heart) (Star Wars, 2k, ao3)  Anakin gets dosed with sex pollen. ObiKin. 

A Woman is Herself (Lady Sherlock, 7k, ao3) Joanna Watson character study. JoannaJohn. 

Will it burn forever (this light) (King Arthur: Legend of the Sword, 11k, ao3) Love spell adventures. ArthurTristan. (There’s a podcast!)

Someday soon (Arashi RPF, 1k, ao3) A glance into the future. Ohmiya. 

With fates to come (D.Gray-man, 1k, ao3) Tikki is Cassandra. TikkiAllen.

Dedication with @magoril​ (FBAWTFT, 2k, ao3) Theseus fixes things for his brother. TinaNewt. 

Shiny things (FBAWTFT, 2k, ao3) Percival gets a service Niffler. Gen. 

[devildomz]

gamestop AU anon submitted:

GameStop Au

Ong if this doesn’t work I’m beating ass

Sorry it’s a little ooc but most of it was written at 12 am-3 am kdjfdjhgudbu

ALSO, this is only chapter one. I have plans, BIG PLANS. Also why it’s only 2.1k words. I don’t know if it’s accurate to source but eh, I’m taking creative liberty. Ily, and enjoy :)

i am FULLY cracking

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“Are you done yet?”

Abel grinned, eyes glinting mischievously. He looked up at the purple haired employee that’s been the bane of his existence for…two days. Ever since the first night he tried to get into the store. But two days is enough for Abel to know he wants him dead. Well, only after making his life a living hell.

“I’m just browsing through the store,” He said smugly, gesturing towards the games he purposely mixed around. “I haven’t found the right one yet. Do you recommend anything?” Abel knew damn well why he was here, but he couldn’t resist being the annoying customer just to mess with the employee. Levi stared at Abel for a few moments, arms crossed in annoyance. He blinked once, twice, before huffing.

“There’s a game called Ru-“

“Boring,” Abel interjected.

“Then maybe The Sev-“

“God no,” Abel leaned down to look at the games on the second shelf. “Your customer service here is horrible.” Levi’s jaw clenched, before he grinned with extreme agony.

“Then I’ll find someone else to help you inste-“

“No need, I want your help,” Abel said, staring Levi down. Their eyes met, one with ferocity and one with purely evil intent.

________________

Levi hated this guy.

No, hated is not strong enough, despised and…despised. He’ll have to look up synonyms for hated later, because he was fuming. FUMING. Who does this stupid normie think he is? Stupid, short, infuriating, little bastar-

“Hellooo,” And it was talking. Yes, it, because this… child, will NOT register in Levi’s mind as someone who can be recognized as anything more than an it. Was that disrespectful to that dumbass? GOOD. Levi will bask in that forev-

“Are you ignoring me now?” Abel tilted his head in false innocence, brows furrowed and a mocking smile on his face. And with this, Levi’s had enough. He was never polite before, so fuck it now.

“No, of course not kiddo,” he smiled, “I can always show you the games for kids, I’m sure they’re more age appropriate for a small boy like you.” He reached up to pat Abel’s hair like you would a cute, little puppy. Abel gaped, looking like a fish. And it almost made Levi pity him. Almost.

“I hope you choke,” Abel growled.

“Your feelings are reciprocated,” Levi sneered, “by a tenfold.”

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“Can you BELIEVE the audacity of that guy?” Abel laughed incredulously, hands waving around in the air to add to his rant. “I hate him! Every inch of me hates that asshole.” Solomon sipped his coffee calmly, humming in mild support of Abel’s anger.

“His name is Levi, and he’s always been nice to me,” He offered, shrugging. “We’re both fans of the same series and games, and he makes good theories.” Abel stared at Solomon, teeth clenched. He took a long, shaky inhale, squeezing his eyes shut.

“We,” Abel’s voice cracked in loathing, “do NOT like him anymore. You’re my friend, therefore if I don’t like someone, you don’t like them either.” Abel said with finality, and Solomon gave him a look. The kind a parent would give their 13 year old who’s raving about their crush that they deny liking. He takes a moment to go over all he’s done in life, wondering who decided to put him in the middle of an enemies to friends to lovers fanfiction.

“And guess what? He treated me like a child because he’s taller than me! I’m not even that short, I’m average! Average! How could a stupid idiot like that look down on me? Huh? His eye bags are darker than his heart!”

“Abel,”

“And Solomon, believe me when I tell you his heart is dark, it’s probably all dark, and twisty, and ruined. Because I’m sure he stomps out people’s dreams in his free time!”

“Abel,”

“I can’t believe he would have the audacity to even call me kiddo! Like I’m some dumb kid, sure I’m not the smartest person in the world but I do deserve some respect, y’know?”

“ABEL,” Solomon interrupted firmly before he sighed, setting his coffee down on the saucer. Abel shut his mouth quickly, looking a little guilty. “Didn’t you go there originally to buy a gift for Diavolo? If so, why are you still fighting him? Don’t you need his help?” This new, but not really new, just never thought of, information made Abel pause. Solomon…was kind of right. God, he HATED when Solomon was right, because he’s always right. Abel shoved his face into his arms with a long groan, he guessed he’d have to figure out how to get back into the employee’s…Levi’s, favor, even if his pride would suffer for it.

Solomon slid his coffee over to Abel with pity, and Abel peeked at him through his hands. His friend gestures toward the offering, and Abel sighed before taking it.

“I hate this idea,” Abel muttered.

“You’ll get over it,” Solomon smiled, and Abel gave him a blank stare.

“Shut up,”

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Levi glanced up from his phone, the kid was still there. He was still staring him down like before, looking frustrated and conflicted. He considered throwing him a bone, but thought about it again, and decided he didn’t feel like being nice to him. Just when he went back to reading the TSL forum, Abel spoke up.

“I…” he forced out, looking way too anxious to be healthy. Levi looked up at him, studying him as he struggled pathetically. It was almost comedic, if Levi’s being honest.

“You…?” Levi drew out the word, raising his eyebrows bitterly. Abel took a deep breath, fixing Levi with a determined look.

“I’m…sorry,” Abel choked, looking away. “Sorry for being an ass. I just really, really, need your help, because I need to impress this guy since I’m this,” Abel squinted as he held two of his fingers close together, “this close to flunking out of this very good college, and he’s related to the dean, and I just figured out he likes TSL so I’m trying to find-”

“Wait, stop,” Levi put his phone down, “TSL? As in the game I tried to recommend you the other day but you said, and I quote, ‘God no’,”

“Yeah, that. I don’t even know what it stands for because this,” Abel waved his hands in a vague form of a circle, “this is NOT my field of expertise, if it was maybe sports, or Disney movies, or-”

Levi held up a hand to stop him from his panicked rants, looking him dead in the eyes. “You, the person who nearly decked me out of anger yesterday AND directly shunned TSL, an amazing game and series, are asking for my help? Besides, why me, I’m just a stupid shut in,” he muttered the last part out of habit. Abel bit his lip, considering what he should say next.

“I wouldn’t say nearly decked you, man,” he laughed, the awkward kind where you know you’re in trouble, but don’t want to address the issue, so you make a bad joke and laugh at it because you’re nervous. His fingers kept twiddling, a nervous habit of his that he’s been trying to break.

Levi made a drawn out ‘ah’ noise, before clicking his tongue and shaking his head, squinting his eyes. “So tell me, why exactly should I help you? And what would I get out of it? We loathe each other, don’t we?” He smiled, the fake customer service kind, before it dropped and he went back to his phone.

Abel inhaled deeply through his nose, trying to psych himself out of the stunt he was about to pull, before saying fuck it and taking Levi’s phone from his hand. This earned a loud shout from Levi, which alarmed a patron inside of the store. Abel looked at them and smiled apologetically. “Alright, wannabe K-Pop star, you are going to listen to me, or else I will throw this phone into the wall,” Abel threatened menacingly, a bitter smile crossing his face with a crazed look in his eyes, “So, I need you to help me. Desperately. Enough to ignore my ego and ask you for help, because I’ve noticed all of your stupid merchandise with TSL logos all over it,” His hand reached up to snag Levi’s collar and pull him down to eye level, “So, if you help me with this, I will compensate with whatever you want. WHATEVER. Money, school work, drugs for God’s sake,” Abel exhaled sharply, “So, are you going to help me?”

Levi looked at Abel with wide eyes, face red out of some combination of shame and anger. His lips were pressed together in a tight line. He considered calling the police for a minute, but he’s been through desperation this strong before, Sucre Frenzy tickets wait for nobody.

“Well?” Abel growled.

Levi kissed his teeth, swallowing the terrified lump in his throat, “If I do help you,” he grimaced, as if the thought genuinely pained him, “you will be dedicated to this. You will come to scheduled meetings, you will take quizzes, and you will watch every episode of the show with and without me,” Levi looked to the side at a passerby watching their interaction curiously, he himself a tad embarrassed, “And…can you let go of me? I’m pretty sure I’ve got the idea.”

Abel’s eyes followed Levi’s and stared where Levi was looking, releasing him immediately, clearing his throat. “Sorry…again,” he muttered, before hesitantly raising a fist. “Let’s finalize this,” Abel offered. Levi looked at it and furrowed his brows. Abel looked at Levi, then his hand, then back at Levi. Then he laughed out loud, really loud. Loud enough that startled the other patrons. Again. “You don’t know what a fist bump is?” He tried to hold in his laughter, but it just escaped him again in a soundless wheeze.

“Stop laughing at me, normie!” Levi huffed, frowning angrily. “If you couldn’t tell, I don’t get much social interaction.” Abel stifled his laugh before sucking in a breath, changing his fist into an open palm.

“Alright, then let’s-“ Abel snorted, “let’s shake on it.” Levi sneered and looked down at the hand furiously, before huffing and shaking it.

“We start tomorrow, 4 pm,” Levi said, “Now go, unless you’re going to buy something.“ He waved Abel off before adding, “Don’t forget, we still hate each other. Don’t get all buddy buddy with me, normie.” Abel’s grin dropped as he scoffed. “Besides, I don’t even think your tiny brain can even retain any of the complex information from TSL, so don’t make this pointless.”

“And to think we were starting to find some common ground,” Abel shook his head, before realizing something. “Oh my god, I can’t believe I forgot this,” He laughed, ”My name is Abel,” He introduced.

“Huh?” Levi looked up from his phone, confused for a moment, before realization dawned on him, “Oh, my name is Levi.” Of course Abel knew this, but it would be creepy if he told him that.

“Wish I never met you, Levi!” Abel called over his shoulder as he walked towards the door. He could see Levi flipping him off out of the corner of his eye, chuckling to himself.

He waited til Levi couldn’t see him anymore before letting his lips quirk up in a relieved smile, he wasn’t failing out of college today, and he sure as hell won’t keep being bitter enemies with Levi. Abel knew there’d be a challenge, considering they “hated” each other, but he also knew that he’d be going through a few days of “training”. And if you think Abel was just going to let Levi walk all over him, you’re wrong. Abel was stubborn, he preferred tenacious, but let’s call it like it is, stubbornness.

So at the end of the day, Abel thinks Levi might be his friend. If Solomon can do it, he can. Well, actually, that was kind of pushing things, so really at the end of the day if Solomon thinks Levi was nice, maybe all Abel needed to do was get past his hard shell exterior. And his incredibly thick skull.

And his horrible personality.

And his dumb face.

And HIM.

…

Fuck, this was going to be a long week.

[tfw-no-tennis]

mtmte liveblog issues 4&5

its delphi time babey

I'm sorry but drift & co look like such fuckin nerds on their scooter things on the cover lmaooo

oh god. seeing the first page just reminded me of how horribly confused i was for this whole little arc the first time i read it. i was like ok, who are all these new characters, and also why does everyone look so similar

anyways now i now what's going on. i love first aid

love the running continuity of rung being the literal only psychologist on cybertron (except for fr*id but that's later). no wonder everyone's fucked up they all have to share a single therapist 

ok i find it extremely funny that first aid was demoted from doctor to nurse, as if that's a thing that happens EVER - I mean it'd be one thing if first aid was a nurse practitioner (which i doubt is a position that exists here), at least that demotion would make sense, but like...the doctors i work with don't know how to do most nurse stuff (like BP, cathing, vaccinations, hell even using some of the thermometers - that's all stuff nurses/etc do), so demoting one to a nurse would be a disaster (just like promoting a really good nurse to a doctor would be a bad idea). anyways i know I'm being pedantic but it Be like that when you work in the medical field and read something that has medicine-related stuff in it

i love swerve giving ratchet the tiniest free drink ever lmaooo

is that skids being a rowdy drunk in the bg lmaoooo

unironically i love medical statistics. keep it comin

i love magnus’s giant sternal chestpiece thing. its like a bird’s sternum but without the massive pec muscles attached 

i love magnus and rodimus’s dynamic so much

oh pipes....im so sorry but this fun space adventure is going to be not so much fun for you

ratchets ideologies are certainly interesting, and i liked seeing how they changed over the course of the story

drift: why would i be SCARED of the DJD, I've got a SWORD, two swords even,

hvbhajkhfbsdjkf pipes really said ‘oi, you two - what's this, then?’ that's the most british fucking thing, that's literally something i say when I'm doing an overexaggerated british accent, oh my god,

PIPES IS SUCH A TINY DUMBASS. ILY SIR BUT WHAT ARE YOU DOING

aaaand now you're covered in dead bodies, pipes. look at your life, look at your choices

drift epic sword moments

drift confirmed for the kinda weird guy who has katanas that he uses to like, cut up fruit and water bottles in his backyard while rodimus films him

‘i thought i heard...bickering’ lmaooooo

ah, so its covid

this arc is how i feel working in healthcare lmaooo especially now that i probably have covid 

so rewind condensed the entire war into an 11 second long cringe compilation. nice

seeing the mechanical stuff past tailgate’s visor is so cool

poor tailgate, this guy is getting slammed with history from multiple sides. and like, bias is inevitable in ANY sort of recounting of events, especially controversial historical events, so poor tg just kinda has to take it all in and decide who to listen to 

that’s...not really how immunity works, guys. also, you shouldn't be exposed to so much disease with proper ppe usage

is there even such thing as ppe in the transformers universe?? there are fluid- and contact-transmitted illnesses, so there SHOULD be

is there even OSHA in this universe??????? unbelievable 

first aid, holding a giant fucking claw clamp: we haven't tried EVERYTHING............

first aid read a human wikihow article on how to jumpstart a car and took notes 

i love tailgate’s ‘mom says its my turn on the xbox’ pose 

tailgate has a point - he’s from pre-war times, where things weren't as grey so of course he would try to divide the two sides into ‘good guys’ and ‘bad guys’

CYCLONUS BE NICE DONT HIT UR FUTURE HUSBAND

go get some character development and then maybe you'll feel better

seeing the word quarantine is making me twitchy w/my possible month-long complete isolation quarantine on the horizon

drift pulling his swords on pipes and ratchet pushing down drift’s arms...lmao

poor pipes...even tho this is completely his fault, its still rough

also jesus, pharma and ratchet look so goddamn similar, reading this was so confusing the first time around 

drifts idea of subduing pipes involves turning into a cool car and also posing with his sword

also. never gonna be over drift’s massive thighs. jesus man

ooof now drift has the rona. ouch 

poor drift, his covid realization is getting overshadowed by pharma being flung around

first aid bustin thru w/the epic medical nipple clamps and some Big Boi Backup

ok that's an epic pre-beatdown speech from fort max right there, daym 

im just gonna continue on w/issue 5 now for continuity’s sake. yay!

the cover of tailgate in magnus’s autobot school is so cute

and we open with an incredible shot of fort max str8 up ripping a guy in half. i mean, to be fair, he DID just give an epic speech about how much he was gonna do that, and he certainly followed thru

yeahhhhh, fort max is not doing so well atm

when he puts that dudes head in his chest vent thing and then snaps it shut....man 

also i fucking LOVE when their faces are shaded all in black w/only the eyes/mouth fully drawn...fantastic stuff

ratchet: phew i am not equipped to deal w/this level of Fucked Up Mental Trauma. u good m8?

ratchet is already writing up a referral to rung for fort max as this is happening

drift is just laying on the ground dying like, oh hey yeahh I'm still here too 

i fucking love when punctuation is drawn in story - like here where first aid has a little ? over his head....fav

ratchet holding drifts hand ;_; 

ok tbh ambulon having switched sides 10 yrs ago is wild bc like, 10 years is barely any time for these guys, especially in a war that lasted 4 million years. that would be like a human switching sides in a war like, 3 months before it ends. probably. i sense some math bs, I'm just extrapolating here

all that mexican standoff shit is going down and first aid is just like But That's None Of My Business

ah so ambulon is an asymptomatic carrier 

and there's first aid with the save! iconic

pharma calling ratchet ‘buddy’ hbvakjdsbfhkasdf

ooooh i love that they figured it out - and i love that twist, that transforming is what triggers the start of symptoms. remember when drift turned into a cool car? yep

s/o to Ambulon Transformers for helping me in my medical terminology courses, bc now ill always remember: Leg(tm)

also this explanation makes a ton more sense (in universe, at least) than the whole ‘i guess we as medical staff have been exposed to enough Germz that we’re more immune to this or something’ theory 

ah, i love the meaningless (to me) alien robot medical jargon 

drift and ratchet hhhhhhhhh

‘I'm too wide’ fort max L O R G E

also once again drift is forgotten in favor of a bunch of other dramatic stuff happening vbhjksdfbjhskdf

godddd i love tailgates little flashbacks where we see how Important and Special he is, complete with his ‘bomb disposal’ arm label...augh its so good! 

and tailgate’s autopedia page even reflects his lies! like, did tailgate go edit that first thing upon waking up??? seriously, I'm fascinated by tailgate’s meticulous dedication to his fake life

also the fact that ultra magnus believes everything he read on autopedia is amazing lmao

ultra magnus: you think somebody would just go on the internet and tell lies? 

fuckgin love magnus’s long ass name/title placard 

tailgate hvbahjkdfbjhaskf i mean, he’s gotten the abridged version of everything else, of course he would assume that’d be the case here too...but not on magnus’s watch

magnus cant even say ‘fun’ hvukdasdbjfkjsadf i love my uptight law dad

love rung implying that upon questioning, he would easily divulge a patient’s name and maybe even information about said patient’s treatment while under him....love the disregard for patient confidentiality and hipaa in general 

not that hipaa seems to exist here, at least not in a fully realized form 

also i mean the above genuinely, i think rung’s tendency towards at least slight malpractice is very interesting 

poor red alert....super bad luck that HE was the guy to get roped up in that overlord business 

I'm glad that, at the very least, red alert was able to prove that he was Actually hearing something to rung, rather than get brushed off completely 

god magnus and tailgate’s interactions are golden 

also tg is much more sarcastic/quippy than anyone gives him credit for tbh

‘thought warfare,’ ultra magnus says with complete seriousness. god i fucking love this comic

now i can tell pharma apart from ratchet bc pharma has let his true Petty Bitch nature emerge and you can see it in his expressions

the whole ‘tarn is addicted to transforming’ thing didn't really go anywhere, right? i feel like i noticed that on my second readthru as well 

also pharma is such an interesting character given the context of him like, trying to strike a bargain w/the djd to keep them from destroying delphi, but that arrangement inevitably kinda making him lose it as the situation escalates. he’s also just really entertaining bc i feel like he kins the joker or st and probably gets into really heated arguments w/people on twitter about just abt anything

‘sound bomb’ i love this comic

another important facet of pharma’s character becomes clear around this time as well - how he’s really into ratchet. i also choose to read them as awful exes tbh, it makes their dynamic even more entertaining

‘killmaster, with the wand’ is one of my favorite running remarks lmao

also, was killmaster even a character before mtmte? or, if he was, was he an important one? it would crack me up the most if he literally didn't exist at all, but any way you spin it is still funny 

ratchet’s tiny humansona facing off against pharma is wild

‘I'm miles from anyone i truly care about’ brutal, ratchet, drift is dying like 2 floors away (im p sure)

SUDDENLY DRIFT IS HERE, ACTUALLY 

oh don't worry first aid, that sure isn't the last we’ll be seeing of pharma 

so like, did first aid save everyone by posting that data log to his wreckers fan blog or something? lmao love it 

i love the pretty fucked up reveal of ratchet having stolen pharma’s hands. like, damn dude. 

and that wraps up the delphi arc! our first true ‘arc’ of mtmte, and a fantastic one at that. short and snappy and fresh, with some very clever writing and cool new characters, and a lot of great plot threads to be picked up later. plus, we got to see the beginnings of drift and ratchet’s whole thing (and ratchet and pharmas whole thing). and the lost light gets some much needed extra medical staff, so everyone wins! 

well, we’ll see how fort max feels about this all pretty soon.....

[obaewankenope]

Stegosawns and Time - Good Omens, Absconding with Harry verse ficlet

@murderandjam asked for me to write something with dinosaurs involved so, like a champ, I’ve done my best. Hope they, and ya’ll, like it.

//.//

Harry doesn’t particular care about dinosaurs, not really, but he’s a thirteen-year-old boy and dinosaurs are sort of A Thing for thirteen-year-old boys to be interested in. Well, according to Miss Hale, who runs the local corner shop with her husband of thirty-five years, at least.[1]

So, of course, Harry has to at least be interested in dinosaurs otherwise Miss Hale will make comments about his Uncle’s and Harry will want to cause a bit—a lot—of chaos in her shop, even though she’s very nice to him and only makes snide comments on Tuesdays.[2] It’s less because Harry wants to impress Miss Hale with his dinosaur knowledge and more that he wants to have information he can utilise against someone who seems to like making Comments about his Uncle’s lifestyles.

Harry is well-aware that he can be a petty child, but he does limit his pettiness to people who deserve a bit of Petty Childishness thrown in their overly opinionated faces. Thus, it follows that Harry learns the basic facts about dinosaurs, recites a couple to Miss Hale, adds a few titbits about the quantity of homosexual relationships in the animal kingdom and how there were probably queer dinosaurs—enjoying immensely the way Miss Hale’s smile freezes on her face at that—and that, if Harry were to choose a dinosaur to be, he’d choose a Psittacosaurus because “it looks really cute but I bet it can do a predator a whole lot of harm with those little tusks”.

Oddly enough, Miss Hale hasn’t asked if Harry is interested in things anymore and doesn’t seem interested in suggesting research topics for Harry to try and make a hobby out of.

Strange that.

[Keep Reading on AO3]

But, when Jurassic Park is released in the UK on 16th July 1993, the interest Harry has in dinosaurs reaches a more expected level for a thirteen-year-old boy to possess; basically, he becomes obsessed with dinosaurs that eat people.

Though, not quite in the way Miss Hale probably ever expected Harry to be interested in carnivores. Apparently, spending thirty-minutes ranting about dinosaurs being denied access to enrichment like zoo animals ought to have is not the “correct” response on the forum dedicated to All Things Jurassic Park.

When someone tells him to “read the book, dumbass” Harry has to log off and go for a fly on his broom. Cursing someone who lives on the other side of the planet for being obtuse and all-round rude isn’t something he should do; even if he really wants to.

The pulava dies down after a few weeks of Harry reading everything he can find about dinosaurs in the bookshop—strangely, Uncle ‘Zira’s collection on dinosaurs and palaeontology is quite limited—and the library, Harry heads back to Hogwarts with Hermione and Ron ending up being unwitting victims of his diatribes.

Well, Ron is an unwitting victim. Hermione looks like Christmas has come early and she doesn’t even celebrate Christmas except at Hogwarts.

“I know!” Hermione exclaims, nodding vigorously at what Harry’s saying on the topic of how dinosaur DNA just couldn’t survive that long without totally degrading. “It’s really obvious if you think about it, even my parents said the same and they’re dental hygienists, but the boys who live by my house ignored me when I told them.”

“Idiots,” Harry replies and Hermione smiles at him. “Frog DNA is really picky as well, like, you definitely have to be careful with it; not just randomly add it to some ancient DNA and expect everything to be all hunky-dory! How do people not realise this?”

Harry shakes his head. “I know it’s fiction and Hollywood magic,” he continues, “but really, it’s a stupid plot to have such awful mad science stuff.”

“The book is much better than the film,” Hermione says and Harry nods. “Though, I do like the actors and—if I ignore the inaccuracies and deviations from the book—it’s not an awful film. I just prefer the book.”

“Same.” Harry pauses.

“The T-Rex scenes were pretty great though, weren’t they?” he asks and Hermione nods.

“Oh Morgana, yes!” Hermione agrees, grinning. “I really enjoyed the car chase.”

“Me too!”

“Also, that nasty lawyer—”

“—oh yeah! He totally got what he deserved!”

Ron, throughout this entire rant and later gush-fest regarding Jurassic Park and dinosaurs, is silent until he finally can’t take it anymore; judging by the way he all-but bellows at Harry and Hermione.

“What the bloody hell is a dinosaur?”

It’s probably The Worst question Ron could have asked but Ron obviously has no idea what Harry and Hermione are going on about; and Ron has never liked not knowing what’s going on. That’s probably because he grew up with six brothers and a little sister and had to deal with so much happening that he didn’t have a clue about. Being out of the loop is something Ron doesn’t handle very well when it comes to his friends and that means Harry and Hermione have an Obligation to educate Ron on the subject of dinosaurs.

He’s probably going to regret asking, Harry thinks, but at least he’ll know something other purebloods won’t.[3]

By the time the train arrives at Hogsmeade, Ron has a basic understanding of what dinosaurs are; ancient lizards that enjoyed being ancient lizards eating things and being eaten. Mentioning Jurassic Park during the Education of Ron sends them off on a digression that sees Ron being very, very confused by DNA, genetics, theme parks, and corporate environments. This drives Hermione to promise to borrow Ron her copy of the book, citing that it’s much more in-depth than what Harry and Hermione have told him, and to write a list of things that he doesn’t understand when reading so she and Harry can help him understand just why theme park monsters are Bad.

Dinosaur-related learning falls to the wayside as term starts and things Happen throughout the year, but Harry still finds the chance to ask various purebloods about the topic; feeling very vindicated every time a pureblood looks at him like he’s a madman—which, to be fair, he is—or throws a bit of a wobbler at the prospect that muggles know something a pureblood doesn’t.

When Harry asks a Slytherin who is somewhat amiable to students in other houses, he’s surprised when they actually do know about dinosaurs; right up until he realises that they’re a half-blood and hiding the fact. That Slytherin turns out to be pretty delightful and Harry makes no comment on the fact that they use terms that only muggles use. He’s never known a single pureblood Slytherin to use the word thermos when referring to their coffee cup and he just knows they picked that up from muggles.[4]

Unfortunately, Harry doesn’t find out until later that Hermione wisely went and asked the Ravenclaw purebloods about dinosaurs and discovered a whole host of them knew at least something about them and palaeontology too. In the end, Harry loses the bet with Hermione and ends up knitting a whole load of hats for the House Elves—which are used as hats for the teapots rather than the Elves themselves, much to Hermione’s mild annoyance—which isn’t so bad and he at least learns a knew skill in the process.

Throughout all of this, the two come to a sort of unanimous decision that Hogwarts needs better education on non-magical things. Even if witches and wizards might not ever really need to know the names of carnivorous dinosaurs, it’s still useful to know stuff that muggles do so they can better blend in when they’re older.

The fact that it will also reduce the division between magical and non-magical is something neither quite realise until they’re much, much older.[5]

Arranging a sort of study group with students from all the years to get them to learn about things Not Related To Magic is less of a challenge than either of them realise; especially when Ron snorts and tells them to make out the whole thing is “too good for those stuck-up purebloods”. Spite and pride, it turns out, are really good motivators for learning things just to Prove You Can.

Even the Slytherin’s show up.

That leaves Harry and Hermione, and several other muggleborns and half-bloods, with the job of explaining evolution to a bunch of witches and wizards. It sounds like it should be a doddle, but there are certain purebloods that seem intent on making it beyond difficult.

Oddly enough, Malfoy isn’t one of them.

“That doesn’t make any sense, though!” Stephen Cornfoot—a Hufflepuff—says and Harry doesn’t roll his eyes, but it’s a near-thing.

“Environmental changes happen all the time,” Hermione says calmly, though the way her eyelid twitches slightly tells Harry—who’s stood right next to her—that she is definitely not calm. “Physiological adaptation is natural response for a creature. Humans have evolved from previous versions to what we are today, and we’re still evolving. What is there to not understand?”

“A lot, apparently,” Harry mutters under his breath and looks away from the glare Hermione throws at him. “You can change how you act to stuff, right?” He says, raising his voice to be heard by everyone in the room—all forty or so students. “I know a lot of have broken school rules before, and I also know a good number of us have avoided breaking them after the first time we got caught. Or broke the rules better and not got caught. Well, same sort of principle applies to evolution. But it’s a much, much longer scale of time. Instead of us learning to break the rules better and teaching the students after us—or our children, if any of us end up being parents—an animal can evolve over a hundred million years to become a better hunter, or avoid being hunted.”

“Newton Scamander even noted that magical creatures potentially underwent some evolutionary changes in their own history,” Hermione points out, and Cornfoot looks more convinced from that alone which, Harry will admit to himself, is pretty annoying. “You don’t think Kelpies have remained the size they are currently? Or as specifically adapted to marine living?”

Harry knows Hermione’s questions are rhetorical but the way Cornfoot blushes in embarrassment makes him reach out and place a hand on Hermione’s arm. He’s a little concerned she might hex Cornfoot for actually believing Kelpies haven’t evolved.

He’s not certain how he’s supposed to stop her from actually committing murder when Cornfoot—and others—seem to not believe in evolution as though they’re the most resistant of Christians, but Harry figures that so long as Hermione doesn’t do it in public and doesn’t get caught then it’s not something he needs to really worry about.

Probably.

They split the students up into groups that each of the volunteer muggleborns and half-bloods who are willing to Educate The Noble Purebloods About Basic Things take. Whilst this enables Harry to keep Hermione away from Cornfoot and his very strangle-able throat, it however, leaves Harry with Malfoy to deal with.

The things Harry does for his friends.

Uncle’s Crowley and Aziraphale show up about an hour into the Educating of Purebloods and, unfortunately, derail the entire thing with a very casual comment regarding the veracity of palaeontology.

“You’re telling them about dinosaurs?” Uncle Crowley asks and snorts. “Dinosaurs aren’t real.”

“Of course they are!” Hermione says in the sudden silence Harry’s uncle’s words have caused. “There’s over a century of detailed records and expeditions to look for new fossils. How can you even say otherwise?”

“Because they’re a big ol’ prank,” Uncle Crowley answers. “She made them that way.”

“She?” A Ravenclaw asks from Dean’s group.

“You know, God.” Harry’s uncle looks very unhappy to be explaining this but since he started it, Harry doesn’t feel the slightest bit sorry for him. “Thought it was a right laugh, I’m sure.”

“Okay, okay, I’m going- you know what? Fine, fine,” Hermione rambles and she looks a little frazzled; the way she does sometimes when Ginny’s friend, Luna mentions some creature from the Quibbler. “Have you any proof of this claim?” She asks in a measured tone.

Harry has a feeling that this discussion is going to get Nasty.

“Well, my memory, I guess,” Uncle Crowley says and points at Uncle ‘Zira. “And his.”

“You’re memory,” Hermione says flatly.

“Yep!”

“The Earth hasn’t existed long enough for dinosaurs to exist, anyway!” Uncle Crowley exclaims and Harry’s sure Hermione’s eyelid just twitched. “Only been around for six-thousand-years!”

“I see.” Hermione, if anything, manages to sound even flatter than she did before. “Right, that’s what you believe. Nice to know. But actual scientific research tells us the Earth is actually four-point-five billion years old, not six-thousand. And,” she continues, “dinosaurs lived as recently as sixty-six million years ago and as far two-hundred-and-forty-five million years ago. That’s based on intense, rigorous scientific experiments which are much more reliable than a heavily revised book written and re-written over the last two-thousand years.”

Harry doesn’t leave the room but he sure wants to. Judging by the expressions on a lot of the students in the room, they want to flee too.

“That’s part of the joke,” Uncle Crowley explains with a smirk. “Thought was right funny, She did. Bit unfair of Her, really, expecting you lot to ever figure out She punked you all with dinosaurs but—” he shrugs “—not a surprise, really. She’s like that.”

“Well, how do you know God made them as a prank?”

Harry looks across the room, eyebrows raised in surprise because that’s Malfoy.

“Huh?” Uncle Crowley looks at the Slytherin with raised eyebrows himself. “Whadya mean?”

“Well, if your memory is what you’re going on, then did you have a conversation with God about dinosaurs and time and all that other stuff Potter and Granger have been going on about?” Malfoy elaborates. “Did you actually ask… Her if dinosaurs are a joke or did you just assume based on something you thought you know?”

Harry has never seen Uncle Crowley look so very stumped about something and, although it’s probably a little—a lot—bad of him, he really enjoys the sight of it. Judging by the way he seems to be smiling a little at Uncle Crowley’s expression, Uncle ‘Zira enjoys it too.[6]

“Well, obviously not,” Uncle Crowley says. “I learnt it the hard way that asking Her stuff ends painfully. Just figured it was a joke because this dustball hasn’t existed that long.”

The amusement on Uncle ‘Zira’s face disappears. Uncle Crowley’s State of Affairs isn’t something Harry asks questions about but he can tell it’s not the greatest thing, bringing up their statuses as angel and demon.

“But how do you know Earth hasn’t?” Malfoy presses and Harry’s actually sort of impressed. Malfoy has been strangely strange the past year or so. He’s still a twit and a bigot, but he’s better than he was in the first year, for sure.

“We were there when She made it.”

Malfoy rolls his eyes. “And when did She make it? What date, exactly? What existed before She made Earth?”

“Six-thousand years ago, I’ve said this kid,” Uncle Crowley replies. “Four-thousand-and-four-BC. She made it after Heaven and Hell got set up. It was Her big thing. Caused a lot of ruckus up in Heaven when She announced it.”

“Wasn’t Hell created when angels fell, though?” Terry Boot asks, frowning. “I’ve read the Bible and the Torah and Qur’an. I’m pretty sure Hell came after the Earth was made.”

Uncle Crowley waves a hand. “Semantics, really,” he says, “time wasn’t a thing before Earth got shoved into being so Heaven and Hell both existed before and after this little dustball and solar system got set up.”

“If time ‘wasn’t a thing’,” Malfoy says, smirking in that smug way the Slytherin does that makes Harry want to hex him. “Then how do you really know how old the Earth is, or dinosaurs, when you’ve literally just said time didn’t exist before the Earth was made? I mean, what if God was making it for a long time before She just made it real? Like when performing alchemy; we don’t just make gold straight away; we build up to it.”

“No, no, no, that’s not what I said,” Uncle Crowley snaps and he looks annoyed now. Harry thinks it’s pretty amusing that he looks annoyed because he definitely said that.

“That is what you said, actually,” Hermione says and honestly, the fact that she’s siding with Malfoy really says it all. Uncle Crowley has lost this argument and should probably just concede now. “The only way your argument could be valid would be if time existed before Earth did and Hell after and only after. Since you’ve said that isn’t the case, then it can be assumed that time has been applied retrospectively and that means that, technically, dinosaurs did live between two-hundred-and-forty-five and sixty-six million years ago because time is a measurement used to determine change.”

The room is silent because Uncle Crowley isn’t responding to Malfoy or Hermione and Uncle ‘Zira has been content to stand back and let Uncle Crowley do the talking. Harry is content to just Not Get Involved.

“Maybe the joke isn’t for humanity, maybe it’s for you,” Luna Lovegood says into the silence. She sounds like she usually does; like she’s more interested in Other Things that other people know nothing about. She reminds him of his Uncle’s sometimes, the way she just zones out and seems to be listening to something Harry can’t hear. Right now, however, Luna doesn’t remind him of his Uncle’s; he doesn’t know what she reminds him of, only that it’s something Big and Important and Beyond Him. “Or perhaps it’s a test.”

Harry would like for this whole conversation to end now please because the whole afternoon is getting away from them and he really did want to go flying on his broom before it got too dark to see in front of his face. Unfortunately, like most things lately, that plan is now in shambles and he’s stuck in this sort of painful situation of watching his Uncle’s quietly—or not so quietly, in Uncle Crowley’s case—question everything they thought they knew.

Existential crises happen even to celestial beings, apparently.

“Who cares!” Ginny’s voice echoes around the room, loud and a little startling. The room at large sort of looks at her; she’s doesn’t appear to be bothered by that. “I want to know about these Stegosawns, Hermione mentioned; they sound wicked.”

That—Harry notes—breaks whatever strange tension has been steadily filling the room since his Uncle’s entered and the students start to mutter amongst themselves; obviously they agree with Ginny and would really like this conversation to end now, there’s way more interesting things to learn about, thanks.

Harry is all too happy to oblige.

“Stegosaurs, or Stegosaurus,” he corrects, giving Ginny a smile, “were herbivores that had armour-plating on their back and spikes on their tails. Definitely not something a predator wanted to fight if they were weak or injured. They probably weighed as much as a dragon and were probably as big, depending on the breed of dragon.”

“Woah, wicked,” Fred or George say and there’s a general murmur of agreement amongst the students. “Imagine running into one of those when out for a walk.”

“I think I’d prefer the dragon, actually,” a fourth-year Ravenclaw remarks to a smatter of laughter.

Harry sees his Uncle’s slink out of the room—well, Uncle Crowley slinks, Uncle ‘Zira just walks—and resolves to visit them later tonight. He thinks they might appreciate him there to distract them from whatever Thoughts Malfoy and Hermione have given them about their purpose and stuff. Gods know, Harry would appreciate the distraction if he were in their place.

But, for now, he has dinosaurs to talk about with some purebloods who seem much more enthusiastic about learning about giant lizards the size of dragons. He wonders how they’ll react to the Brontosaurus; it should be entertaining, at least.[7]

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[1] To understand the expectation people, have for teenage boys to be interested in dinosaurs, you have to consider the fact that dinosaurs are viewed as something of a Violent and Bloody Topic fit only for Boys and Men. Why? Because society loves to treat girls like their only worth is to be found in looking pretty but being stupid and vapid. A girl with a personality or a brain must in want of a husband who can put her back into society’s True Woman Mold. Harry, thanks to his Uncle’s, isn’t in the slightest bit impressed with this tripe and, as such, takes great delight in learning about things Boys Shouldn’t Be Interested In as well as pushing Hermione and Ron’s sister, Ginny, to learn things Girls Shouldn’t Be Interested In. It’s very entertaining as well as educational.

[2] Why Tuesdays is anyone’s guess really, but it does serve to ensure that Harry knows what day of the week it is if he ever spontaneously forgets that Tuesdays exist.

[3] Harry places a bet with Hermione—ignoring her huffy comment about how she doesn’t “bet” even as she places said bet—that not a single pureblood at Hogwarts will know anything about dinosaurs. Hermione thinks Harry’s assumption regarding pureblood education simply must be wrong since there are magical creatures that could be living dinosaurs considering how old they are.

[4] The fact that Harry is only right about the Slytherin—Arnold Renard—being a half-blood rather than a pureblood is less because Harry possesses excellent deductive reasoning skills and more to do with the fact that he’s rather good at just guessing stuff about people. If he ever sat down and really thought about how he knows this stuff, Harry would discover that he actually does have good deductive reasoning skills but a rather poor working memory when it comes to recognising such deductions consciously.

[5] The realisation that they can quite literally affect the entirety of the British Wizarding World by talking about dinosaurs, science, astronomy, heck, even yoga is something of a revelation for the two. The long-term impact on pureblood rhetoric is most apparent by the next generation of magical children; and the impact is wonderful.

[6] Aziraphale enjoys the sight of Crowley looking so stumped but the actual topic of conversation is one that will bother Aziraphale for a long time to come. The idea that they don’t know exactly what She has planned. The idea that a child can ask such a question and reveal that they, angels and demons, are assuming so much; it’s terrifying because it means they could be wrong. Being wrong sounds like a dangerous thing to be when one is an angel, afterall.

[7] It is.

[idonthaveanaccent]

Just a little rambling and then a few bands I really like and you should totally check out, so expand it if you wanna see them :)

I know this isn’t a normal update, I just have to talk about this with someone.

Music is a vital part of everyday life for me. Everything I do has a backtrack. If I’m not watching a show in my room, I have to have music playing. When I write I have headphones in, blasting music, like right now. To go to sleep and sleep easily I have to play music, ever since I was young I’ve done it. I can’t remember not falling asleep without music playing. Music even helps inspire what I write. 

Point is, I love music. 

However, I am extremely uncomfortable with sharing my music. My freshman year I was made fun of the type of music I listen to, which has evolved a bit in the 3-4 years since that time, however it hasn’t ventured too far. 

When I was eleven my parents gave me a windows phone with no sim card, but it had a music app. They downloaded a bunch of child friendly songs and it was the first time I could control what I listened to. Before I had an old MP3 which was filled with Disney songs, Anamaniacs tunes, and ABBA’s Golden Hits. I can sing all them by heart, dances are a fun time for me. Now, I could look up songs. 

My best friend was into the alternative scene as her sister is six years older than us and as such had a more ‘adult’ music sense. She introduced me to the classic bands, Fall Out Boy, My Chemical Romance, Panic! At the Disco, etc. I loved their music, we’d listen to it on the bus to middle school. However, as time went on, I began expanding my music taste. I got into My Three Days Grace, Shinedown, and other similar bands. Then, Freshman year came.

I remember the moment clear as day. I was working on my photography notebook the week before finals like the dumbass I was am, with Pandora open and listening to one of the many radios. Then, a song came on. It was by a band I hadn’t heard of before. It was called Bad Company, and the band was called Five Finger Death Punch. Now, little fourteen year old me was a little shocked by the name but the song wasn’t unlike anything I’d heard before. I decided I liked that song and favorited it.

A little while later more of their songs began popping up, but they were a little different. Heavier. Angrier. And I loved it. I don’t know what it was about the gruff vocals or pounding drum beats or glorious guitar solos, but I was hooked. I then moved onto Spotify and listened to their albums, headbanging all the way. This was my first experience with Metal, and you better believe I was a fan.

As time went on I explored more bands. Alesana, Asking Alexandria, Crown the Empire, A Day to Remember, Halestorm, Ghost, etc. I tried showing people my favorite bands but they made fun of my music taste, mimicking their screams whenever I looked up. It was disheartening, and I never wanted to share it again. Not until I knew they were okay with it. I had people tell me they were scared of that music, and asked me to never play it in front of them. You can see how that would make me never want to tell anyone about it, right? Well, I kept it to myself, electing to share music with only a few people, one being my friend. She always jokes about how she showed me Fall Out Boy and all them and then lost me along the way. 

During Junior year I discovered even more bands, including one of my favorites, Ice Nine Kills. Amazing band, you should definitely check them out, but the advertising comes later. My music taste also diversified a little and I began listening to softer bands, like grandson and The Ghost Club. 

Now, to the main show. My recent music taste.

It all began with one Instagram video. A meme video that really isn’t all that funny. I was actually just looking through what I saved and it happened to be in a  really small folder, so I clicked it. Here is the exact video

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A post shared by positive memes (@positive_and_negative_memes) on Feb 23, 2019 at 6:14pm PST

So I was interested the song and band and decided to look them up. What I found was simply...amazing.

Okay, here comes the advertising of my favorite bands :)

I. Gloryhammer

The first Power Metal band I discovered and still my favorite. Here’s how Gloryhammer describes themselves:

“And lo, Planet Earth had been destroyed by the Hootsman, with an explosion so powerful it ripped a hole in the very fabric of spacetime. And yet, Zargothrax was still not defeated, for he managed to use his last shreds of power to escape through the dimensional rift. Vowing to defeat the evil sorcerer, Angus McFife XIII followed him into the portal, with no idea where it might lead…“

That may seem confusing, and it is, but trust me, when I tell you a bit more, it will all make sense. 

So Gloryhammer is one of the best bands I have ever heard before. Their concept is absolute gold and is the only of its kind I’ve seen before. Basically, every single one of their songs tells a story of the Land of Fife. The Lead singer (Thomas Winkler) is Prince Angus McFife (the 1st and 13th), keyboard/backing vocals (Christopher Bowes) is the Evil Sorcerer Zargothrax, guitar/backing vocals (Paul Templing) is Sir Proletiues, leader of the warriors of Crail, drums (Ben Turk) is the Ancient Hermit Ralathor, and last but never least is bass/backing vocals (James Cartwright), the Mighty Hootsman! 

Each album follows a part in the epic saga, with three in total. The first album tells the story of the original Angus McFife the I whereas the next two follow his ancestor, Anguc McFife XIII. I don't want to give too much spoilers but let's just say that all three are filled with so much creativity and twists that it’s like listening to a movie! I cant even express how if you are looking for something to listen to that has dragons, goblin kings, evil sorcerers, hammers, and space, then this is the band for you! 

I am going to put one song by them down because you can only have five and I’m big mad about it.

Gloryhammer - Legends from Beyond the Galactic Terrorvortex

So yeah, that’s band numero uno!

II. Sabaton

What is there to say about Sabaton that hasn’t already been said... 

Unlike Gloryhammer, Sabaton is older, formed in the nineties. Here’s what they say about themselves on their website:

“In the nearly two decades since their launch, Swedish metallers Sabaton have carved out a reputation as one of the hardest working bands in the business – gaining a legion of loyal fans across the globe, delivering eight highly-rated studio albums (including two certified platinum-sellers), and scoring multiple industry award wins and nominations… not to mention launching their own annual festival and cruise.

Combining soaring power riffs with vocalist Joakim Brodén’s instantly-recognisable gruff baritone, the band refuses to be simply slotted into a genre. Fans need only know them as Sabaton: the heavy metal band that sings of real life wars and the people who played a part in them – of gruelling campaigns and dazzling acts of bravery, of magnificent victories and touching personal struggles – true stories more fantastic than any fiction,”

Sabaton is, as they stated, a band dedicated to sharing stories of true battles throughout history. On their website they even have a whole calendar dedicated to historic events, so you can see what happened in history on whatever day you’d like! 

As a huge history geek, this band is amazing. I would watch the World War documentary series before I went to bed in middle school because I thought all of that stuff was so interesting. If I didn’t love writing and English as much as I do then I’d go into a career where history was involved. They were actually a part of my Spotify Wrapped this year where I explored 27 of their songs, listened to six of their albums, and spent over 39 hours listening to just them this year. 

Unlike what I did before, I am just going to showcase three of my favorite songs by them because they have way too many albums and I’m sad to say I didn’t listen to all of them. 

The Lost Battalion - The Last Stand

Now, onto the third band and a good one too!

III. Powerwolf

I’m not a religious person, I grew up being taught all that stuff but I consider myself to be more agnostic rather than Christian or any of that stuff. But, if there’s one religious thing I don’t mind bumping its the Priests of Metal, Powerwolf! Here's what they have to say about themselves:

“After spilling gallons of blood and fighting tirelessly, after only two albums with Napalm Powerwolf shot straight to the pole position of the official German album charts (and another album made it into the top three!). After selling out venue after venue and thrilling bigger and bigger hordes of fans, the time is right for a new chapter: The Sacrament Of Sin which offers eleven metal psalms forged for all eternity!

Powerwolf entered Fascination Street Studios in Örebrö, Sweden starting in January 2018 to work on their seventh manifesto together with renowned producer Jens Bogren (Opeth, Arch Enemy, Amon Amarth). The result is brimming with the Germans` trademark sound, and yet the band have recorded their boldest and most adventurous album to date! ‘Where the wild wolves have gone‘ even marks the first ballad in Powerwolf history – whereas ‘Nightside of Siberia‘ does the exact opposite and turns out to be one of the heaviest tunes the fivepiece have ever written. ‘Incense And Iron‘ simply MUST be part of every future setlist with its folky nature and anthemic catchiness; and epic single ‘Fire & Forgive‘ brilliantly melts infectious melodies into timeless, heavy shredding. The Sacrament Of Sin overwhelms both with sophisticated songwriting and sheer aggression – and proves once more why Powerwolf are the one and only true high priests of heavy metal!,”

The band is made up of vocalist  Karsten Brill as "Attila Dorn", lead guitarist Benjamin Buss as "Matthew Greywolf", bassist/rhythm guitarist David Vogt as "Charles Greywolf", keyboardist Christian Jost as "Falk Maria Schlegel" and drummer Roel van Helden. 

They’re really awesome and here’s my favorite song by them.

Army of the Night - Blessed and Possessed 

Now onto the fourth band ;)...

IV. Brothers of Metal

Oh boy, if you thought the bands might’ve mellowed out a little then you are sorely unprepared for this glorious group...

When I was younger I was one of those Percy Jackson kids, but my love for mythology started long before I read one of those books. As I grew older I expanded my knowledge, moving away from Greek and Roman and into Norse and other mythologies. You can imagine my joy when I found Brothers of Metal. They have no Wikipedia or website so here’s what Spotify says about them:

“BROTHERS OF METAL consist of eight powerful Viking warriors that originates from the glorious kingdom of Falun, far up in the north. Falun is a mighty town that lies within the dark iron woods where only true metal warriors reside. BROTHERS OF METAL are known to most as the strongest metal band in the nine realms. 

Before time, our eight warriors would travel through the realms and protect the good folk against evil. It was one of those nights that the legacy of metal was born. They came home from some pretty intense giant slaying and felt the common urge for mead and entertainment. The mead was generously flowing from the teats of Heidrun, but the music was really bad. The warriors took what instruments they could find and started playing, thus they wrote their first song Son of Odin, creating a tribute hymn to the strongest god they knew. 

The mortals of the kingdom was so impressed with the music that they couldn't get enough, our warriors looked at each other and so a band was formed. Together they swor an oath to keep the flames of true metal burning and to continue to play until the earthlings had worthy entertainment of their own, it's yet to come,” 

They haven’t released a ton of music when compared to the bands I listed before them, but they are absolutely amazing! All their music videos make me chuckle and when I watch Q&A’s they’ve posted they feel so down to earth that a person whos probably a decade younger than them if not less/more can relate to them. All their music has to do with Norse Mythology, but here’s my favorite music video yet:

The Mead Song - Prophecy of Ragnarök

And yeah, that’s it!

I hope you all weren't too bored and I hope you at least somewhat enjoyed this. It feels good to talk about my favorite bands. I’d love to put more videos in but Tumblr won’t let you so I guess we’re stuck with only one per band. I planned on doing three each but I guess that’s dead in the water. 

Oh well.

If you like any of this music/band honestly just reach out and talk to me, I love chatting about music. I don’t know a ton about the logistics or anything like that but we can share bands or songs or whatever. I sound really lonely which is true but please don’t feel shy.

See you all later! 

-Paige

[grass-skirt]

what are your least/most favorite anime trope?

Okay this took me a long time but in my defense I was giving it serious thought! So here’s what I’ve got so far. 

Tropes I love:

Characters who are adorable and tiny and also unreasonably powerful

Shark teeth. Allow me to repeat myself. SHARK TEETH!!!!!! I fucking love characters with shark teeth.  

Cat ears. I’m not gonna lie, I like cat ears. On boys and girls. Cat ears for everyone (everyone who is cute).

Characters who are really nice but who look super scary. I’m not talking about delinquents who are secretly softies. I’m talking full Angel Densetsu–characters who are super nice and don’t even try to be scary in any way but unfortunately for them they come across as so intimidating that they can go “Excuse me you dropped your pencil” and ppl freak out because they think they’re about to get stabbed

Giant, terrifying, massively powerful man with super scary face!! ….and a tiny adorable child on his shoulder who loves him.

Misunderstandings used for comedy. (You know, like the school delinquents all becoming terrified of a character who is actually a total softie)

Your standard 4 Heavenly Kings style overpowered groups. Like the Student Council or the neighborhood delinquent crew.

I do kinda like tournament arcs. They can be a lot of fun.

Super hot androgynous characters who more often then not are evil. Is it bad representation? Yes! But they’re cool and hot so like… yeah

Super buff giant women. Are there enough of them? Hell no. But I love them when they are there.

Local girl is dumbass but boy does she try her best with a whole lot of aggressive enthusiasm! (Think Little Witch Academia)

Smug evil women. The real powerful ones who the main characters try to yell at and defy but she’s just still there grinning smugly and talking about how cute they are for thinking they can stop her.

Tropes that should die:

Female characters who are supposedly super strong and powerful but never fucking get to do anything ever. 

Sexualized earlier mentioned tiny, cute, and powerful characters (”they may look like a 10 year old but they’re actually an adult or thousands of years old!” doesn’t make it any better) 

Incest subplots… which is a different but kind of related topic since it’s usually younger sisters who are in love with their older brother or vise versa)

Perverts who never shut up about saying gross things and harassing every single woman around them but are still core members of the main group and will never fucking go away or die. And like 5 year old boy characters who are perverts and are used to creep on women in a secret and ~non-predatory because they’re just a child~ way

I really could just say fanservice as a whole. I mean, take your pick. The female character who just ~loves~ telling the MC to feel her giant boobs? Dudes tripping and falling face/hand first into a girl’s boobs? A group of boys peeking on the girls in the hotsprings episode but getting yelled at and slapped so it’s all okay b/c the girls can stand up for themselves (or not)? Female characters constantly talking about each others’ boobs and groping each other? Female characters being kidnapped and stripped and chained up naked and possibly tortured so that 40 year old animator and manga artists can get off on it? Burn it all. Sex and sex appeal and all that isn’t inherently bad, but jezus anime and manga cram a lot of it into inappropriate situations and in super sleezy, gross forms.

Characters acting like they need to dedicate their entire lives to the shit they said when they were 5 years old (aka, fantasies about girls’ physical and emotional purity because they’ve spent their entire lives in love with 1 person only)

Similarly, harems where a ton of girls fall in love with a dude because he’s like… kind of nice sometimes. That, and the reverse of where there’s a million girls all in love with the same guy because he’s emo and brooding and mean (we all know I’m talking about Sasuke and Tobey Maguire in Spider Man 3)

Characters who want to say something important (usually confessing their feelings), starting to say it, and then going, “…No… It’s nothing” *fake smile*

A never ending series of massive villain and hero powerups. Oh, you just beat a villain who could blow up the entire earth? Well this next bad guy can blow up the whole solar system. And then the next guy can blow up the whole galaxy! (cue training arc and/or massive gifted powerup.) Ya can’t substitute good writing and an interesting plot with characters who can destroy an increasingly large number of buildings or planets or galaxies.

Oh, and here’s another related one. Where the main character scarifies his abilities to temporarily gain the power to defeat the bad guy who was so overpowered that there was no other way to defeat him. Aaaaaaand then he gets his powers back 1 or 2 arcs later with no long term consequences for the supposed sacrifice. (Looking at you, Bleach.)

Overly complicated attempts at philosophical depth that don’t actually mean anything and barely even relate to the plot. “This world is but a hollow egg, propped up by a sea of roses with thorns that are built from the hearts of men who dream of honey but can’t grasp the apple before them…” *Followed by 5 more minutes of back and forth debate delivered through abstract symbolism and then the villain and MC sword fight.* Symbolism is real and can be done well and with genuine meaning behind it, but a lot of the time there’s just nothing actually there. Plus, symbolism is something you show. You can’t just have a dude say metaphors about apples and dreams for 5 minutes and have it count. 

This one’s actually a bit more serious IMO. You know the whole Naruto/Sasuke dynamic? The one where person A and person B are friends, and then person B decides to do horrible things and hurt everyone around them but person A still views them as a friend no matter what? Yeah not a fan. Friendships aren’t a contract where once you call someone a friend once you need to be their friend for the rest of your life and tear yourself apart trying to help them. It sets bad expectations to kids about what friendship is when they think that their friends will continue to want to spend time with them and see them as their friend regardless of how shitty they’re being.

Alright that’s all I got for now!!! 

[gayafchoices]

choices friend groups ranked... so far

back here after a hundred years to do the lord’s work. more rankings to come!

shit tier

17. alpha theta mu from the freshman - y’all... do i... have to elaborate... these evil bitches really be out here committing arson, fraud, theft, hit and run... fucked up... alpha theta mu stans don’t interact

16. atlas crew from across the void - they really do be like that... individually some of them are amazing but why are they such a wreck together... how the atlas is still holding itself together is a miracle sent from heaven itself 

low tier

15. kaitlyn’s band from the freshman - did they aCTUALLY go on tour with the loose pins or did i have a fuckin stroke y’all?!?! the freshman series is wild!!! not shit tier because they’re cute when they’re not being Dramatique or Idiotique but they really have to stop dragging mc into their problems just play your guitars and go

14. the housemates from the freshman - remember when they were cute and pure and sweet in the freshman book one? when the biggest drama that existed was vasquez’s illness??? HA HA HA god i deserve a veteran’s discount........ why are they like this..... am begging them to please just STUDY like actual college students should be doing........

mid tier

13. nomade team from rules of engagement - look they’re just trying their best to provide all these goofy bitches on the ember of the sea with some food they deserve some credit... blake and mira were just tryna get that michelin star in peace... tina and carter and our boy daniel tryna get that coin... they did a good job

12. mc, matt, seth, teja & victoria from red carpet diaries - they did a really good job dealing with markus in the first book and i respect them for it. a shame it went to shit in the second book. smh tragic. 

11. mirasol, nikhil & reza from most wanted - one of the ogs! everyone forgets! so underrated. their banter was funny and cute and they were also effective officers of the law and really helped dave and sam a lot. i miss them lmao 

10. mc & company from high school story - they’re so extra but imma cut them some slack because they’re basically kids and they’re trying their best. and they did expose a corrupt ass principal so they’ve got some game

9. mc & company from hero - ok i’m biased bc i’m not a hero fan but eh. good crime fighters and they did a great job against caleb and prescott and all but it’s so hard to judge because there’s only been one book and half of it was paywalled... don’t @ me it’s true...

top tier

8. mc & company from it lives beneath - the concepts of safety and common sense are really not in their vocabularies but they’re so brave and they want to do the right thing... i’m proud of them... these dumbasses really ready to get eaten by some lake monster in order to figure out wtf is happening in town... i love them

7. mc & company from lovehacks - bite me they were funny and stupid and extra and dramatic and entertaining af!!! no life or death drama, nobody getting murdered, no apocalyptic shit, just over the top ridiculous tropey bullshit, they were so good. and they were all really supportive of each other and genuinely loved each other even if they didn’t always show it well... love it 

6. #areyouscared from it lives in the woods - all of mine survived the last game with jane so they really were Those Bitches... they came together to banish an ancient evil after their childhood friend got put into a coma and rekindled all that childhood trauma huh... i just want them to be happy

5. scooby gang from veil of secrets - i don’t know what to tell you... the four of them got together and basically singlehandedly tore down the corrupted core of a small town and turned the law onto the most powerful untouchable family running that town... that is big dick energy my friends

4. mc & company from perfect match - does this really require explanation when have literally put eros on its ass not once, not twice, but three damn times and are this close to burning it to ashes forever

god tier

3. mc & company from the royal romance - i said what i said. they have come so far and i’m proud of them. they were supportive and brave and dedicated and heroic and have basically been there for mc every step of the way. in this house we respect team squid 

2. the catalysts from endless summer - LITERALLY!!! THEY!!! I!!! that’s all i have to say, if you disagree you are wrong 

1. kenna, dom & company from the crown & the flame - sorry but they were The OG. they INVENTED big dick energy. iconic. legends. if we consider the in-game history, they’re the reason why anything exists the way it does in the present. the five kingdoms will reign almighty forever and that is the tea on that 

[romanthroughthestars]

Safe Place~Chapter 6

Characters: Roman Prince, Virgil Dubh, Logan Gelee, Patton Bon, Thomas Gelee, Devon Mendax (Deceit)

Pairings: prinxiety, future logicality 

Warnings: Family troubles, Deceit (Devon) being a dick, homophobia, slurs, some cussing

Sum. – Roman sees Virgil wandering down the street around midnight. He quickly catches onto what’s happening when Virgil refuses to accept a ride home, so he invites him over and does everything in his power to make him feel safe and comfortable before Virgil has to go back and face his chaotic household.

Word Count: 4,400

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

Roman woke up to the warmth of Virgil against his chest and the weight of Khan over his legs. Everything he loved in one place- minus Patton. He smiled to himself as he remembered that Patton and Virgil would meet today.

Virgil.

His hair fell softly through Roman’s fingers again. Roman could faintly smell the scent of Virgil’s cologne through the overpowering scent of essential oils coming from his own room and clothes. Chamomile, lavender, and Old Spice. Somehow, surprisingly, not the worst combination. He closed his eyes again and basked in the feeling of euphoria for a few more minutes before checking the time.

5:57. He usually left at 7:00, so that gave them enough time to shower. Roman slowly pulled himself away from Virgil, trying not to wake him up, before rolling off the bed and onto his feet. He snatched a sticky note off of the desk and scribbled out a quick note for whenever Virgil woke up before he headed off to shower.

Virgil woke up later at the sound of Roman’s 6:15 alarm. He froze when he recognized the unfamiliar alarm tone, then groggily opened his eyes and felt around for Roman’s phone. He mentally reminded himself that it was Roman’s phone, and that he was in Roman’s house… in Roman’s bed… and in Roman’s clothes…

“Dammit.” He whispered under his breath.

Well so much for not giving your feelings away you dumbass.

“Morning, Sleeping Beauty.” Virgil looked up to see Roman walk in. He had a towel around his waist and a stupid grin on his lips, and he casually strolled over to the dresser as if nothing was wrong.

“Geez, Roman.” Virgil laughed. “Put some clothes on.” He picked up a pillow and threw it at him before covering his eyes.

“Working on it. Just let me get you some clothes first so you can shower while I finish getting ready.” He pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and held them out toward Virgil with a questioning look.

“I could barely keep on your sweatpants, which, need I remind you, have a waistband that’s made for the exact purpose of keeping them up, and you think I’m going to be able to fit into your skinny jeans? Definitely not.”

Roman grumbled and dug around again for something else. He grabbed a pair of black joggers form the back of the drawer and tossed them to Virgil.

“Those are too small for me. You can just wear my hoodie again if you want to. You know, so you have something kind of similar to your jacket.” He went on looking in the drawer for another pair of jeans for himself.

“As much as I’d actually appreciate that, I think wearing anything with ‘Princey’ on the back would kind of cancel out the comfort of a hoodie.” Virgil said sarcastically. Roman gave an understanding nod.

“I’ll see if I can find you a shirt that will actually fit you, then. You can go shower, I’ll just leave it outside the door whenever I find one.”

Virgil showered as quickly as he could, not wanting to hog the bathroom and inconvenience Roman. He had, though, stopped for a second to notice that Roman had dedicated an entire corner of the sink to essential oils. Most of them were tucked neatly into a small leather case, but two, lavender and chamomile, were left out and nearly empty. Virgil’s mind wandered to think about how Roman usually acted before shows. He was always less… flamboyant. Afterwards, though, he stopped his incessant talking only to occasionally catch his breath. The way he acted before, during, and after shows was like he’d taken a Xanax, been possessed by Leonardo DiCaprio and his acting skills, then eaten fifty Pity Stix.

Two of the most relaxing scents he could buy. Maybe that’s how he’s so calm before he goes on stage. Maybe the infamous showstopper isn’t as confident as he seems.

Virgil smiled, then finished getting ready. He opened the door to see two piles of fabric on the floor in front of him. One looked like a plain black t-shirt, but the other was obviously Roman’s theatre hoodie. It had a bright pink sticky note placed on top.

“Come on. You know it’s comfy. And if anyone even mentions it, I’ll punch them for you. :)

P.S. you can always just find me and give it back later if you wear it and then change your mind”

Virgil smiled and rolled his eyes. He picked up the t-shirt and put it on, then looked at the hoodie again. It took a few seconds of internal fighting before he picked the hoodie up and put it on over the shirt. Maybe that decision also meant that he’d have to hear Roman chirp about it all day, but it was worth it. His excuse could just be that it was cold outside and he really needed the comfort of a hoodie today, but he was secretly loving the idea of being trusted with something that Roman was so protective of.

“Ready to go?” Roman asked as he strolled around the corner to the bathroom. A warm smile spread over his face when he saw that Virgil had actually chosen to wear the hoodie. Virgil tried to hide his own smile by turning around to grab the clothes he’d slept in off of the bathroom sink. He handed them back to Roman without making eye contact, which just made Roman smile even more.

Virgil gave him the clothes, then scurried past Roman and back into the bedroom. He quickly pulled on his Converse and headed out to meet Roman again.

“Yup, I’m ready.”

They went downstairs to grab their backpacks and were about to head out the door, but Roman turned quickly and ran back into the kitchen for something. He came back in with their keychains hanging from his finger. He handed the King to Virgil, then added the Queen to the lanyard that he kept his keys on. He tucked the other two away in his back pocket, then the two of them walked out to the car.

“Alright, so I have to pick up Patton. He’s a total sweetheart, I promise, and he always means the best, but he’s kind of nosy.” Roman gave Virgil a worried glance and noticed that the other seemed to be getting more and more anxious as he spoke.

“Uh- uhm- in the most loving way possible, of course!” Virgil settled for responding with a weak smile, staying quiet to let Roman explain more if he needed to.

“So he’ll definitely ask about the hoodie… and, y’know, why you’ve been at my house for two nights when I just met you like last week. It’ll be okay though, I promise.” They pulled up in front of a house that Virgil assumed was Patton’s. Patton was sitting on the front porch, bundled up in a heavy gray jacket and a baby blue scarf. He had a black beanie on to cover most of his honey colored hair, but a good amount still fell out of the front and over his face and glasses.

“Hey Bon Bon!” Roman called. Patton threw his hand up into a dramatic wave and hopped up. He came running over to the car. Roman held the Princess keychain up over his shoulder so Patton could grab it whenever he got into the backseat.

“Wait, what’s this for?” Patton giggled. He added the it onto a keyring that had various other keychains and what looked like a house key before clipping all of them onto his backpack.

Roman shrugged. “We saw-“

“You saw. I had no part in this.” Virgil playfully elbowed him. Roman rolled his eyes and continued.

“I saw them in the dollar section at Target. I’ve got the Queen, Virgil has the King, and the Prince is going to Virgil’s friend Logan… Gee… Gel... uhhhhh…” His face scrunched up as he tried to recall Logan’s last name.

“Logan Gelee?” Patton jumped up and grabbed the backs of their seats excitedly.

“Yes,” Roman chuckled. He shook his head and gave Patton an amused look in the rearview mirror. “Logan Gelee.”

Patton settled back into his seat. A soft blush settled on his freckled cheeks as he looked up at Virgil and gave him a sheepish smile.

“I, um, well we’re both on the student council, and I help out with a lot of school events, so I just kind of happen to see him when he has the time to help us organize things.”

“Ah I see, you just happen to see him? That’s what we’re telling Virgil?” Roman smirked.

“Yup. And by the way, it’s very nice to meet you, oh good King Virgil.” Patton reached his hand up into the front seat for Virgil to shake.

“You too.” Virgil said quietly. He cautiously shook Patton’s hand, but Patton didn’t seem to mind his shyness. For the rest of the drive, Patton went on talking about anything but Logan Gelee who he most definitely did not have feelings for, as he insisted. Virgil found out, during the ramblings, that Patton was a baker at the same coffee shop that Roman worked at. He said that he was the one who got Roman the job, but Roman insisted that it was just his obvious potential to be an amazing barista.

Since they’d left much earlier than Roman usually would, they ended up getting to school at about 6:55. Virgil told them that he was going to meet Logan in the library, and the other two agreed to come along. Roman just wanted to spend as much time as he could with Virgil, and Patton would’ve jumped at any opportunity to see Logan.

“Hey Jelly!” Virgil tossed the Prince keychain at Logan the second they walked through the library doors. Logan kept his eyes on his work, but his hand shot up to catch the keychain. Virgil was met with a chorus of shushing, so he immediately stopped talking and shuffled over to the table that Logan was at. Logan finally looked up when he heard two extra people sit down.

“You brought… others.” Logan’s brows furrowed together. His face settled somewhere between disgusted and simply just discontent. He settled slightly when he noticed that one was Roman.

“Ah, wait, Roman. Yes, I know him.” His eyes then snapped over to Patton, and he went back to being plain confused. “And… Patton, correct?”

Patton smiled and nodded a little too eagerly, but Logan just brushed it off as being part of his normal, excited behavior.

“And what was the keychain for?” He looked down at the Prince keychain in his hand. The other three held theirs up- Patton’s on his backpack, Roman’s on his lanyard, and Virgil’s just looped securely around one of his fingers. He still hadn’t figured out what to do with it, so he’d been holding it to fidget with until he could put it in his locker.

“I see. Why am I a part of this?” He pulled out his own keys and added the keychain to them.

“Well who else was I supposed to give it to?” Virgil set his keychain down on the table and started spinning it around his finger.

“Well, alright. But no one else is ever going to know that I agreed to this.” Logan sighed and looked back down at his book.

“Cool beans. What’cha readin?” Virgil leaned over closer to Logan. He overheard Roman breath in sharply as soon as he got closer to Logan, so, just to mess with him, Virgil looked up and gave him a quick wink. Patton stifled a laugh and Roman threw a hand over his heart in fake surprise to cover his embarrassment. Logan looked up and his eyes shot back and forth between the two of them. He looked annoyed, but not enough to actually say anything.

“The Pale Horse by Agatha Christie. Would you like to borrow it when I’m finished?” Roman carefully watched the way that Logan talked to Virgil. He immediately calmed down when he looked from Roman to Virgil, and his voice seemed to soften a bit.

Virgil smiled and nodded at him. “By the way, where’s Thomas?”

“In the theatre. Where else would he be?” Logan scoffed. Virgil hopped out of his chair and toward the door. Roman followed without question, but Patton didn’t move. Virgil and Roman stopped in the doorway and looked back at him. Patton glanced back at Logan, who had gone back to reading, then looked up at them with a pouty face. Virgil sighed and rolled his eyes, but smiled at Patton.

“Hey Logan, wanna come to the theatre with me today?”

“Why would I do that?” Logan mumbled, not looking up from his book.

“Bonding time…?” Virgil looked unsure of himself, but Logan sighed and closed his book. Patton got up and finally joined them in the doorway. Logan gathered his things and followed close behind.

It was still only 7:00, so the hallways were mostly empty. Virgil walked in the back of the group, and Roman subtly slowed down to walk next to him, leaving Logan with on overly excited Patton.

“See? This hasn’t been so bad. They didn’t even ask about the hoodie, I’m not even sure that they noticed.” Roman slipped his hand into Virgil’s, then looked over at him and smiled.

“Yeah, I guess this could be worse.” Virgil squeezed his hand and smiled back. He looked up at Logan and Patton. Logan was typing something out on his phone, and Patton skipped along happily next to him, not caring one bit that he was being ignored. Virgil felt his phone buzz in his pocket, and he pulled it out to see a text from Logan.

Gelee Jelly, 7:02

So how was the second night alone with your favorite theater prodigy?

Logan slipped his phone back into his pocket before glancing back at Virgil and quirking a brow. Roman leaned over to read the text. The two of them looked at him, both with mischievous expressions.

Logan suddenly stopped walking and put a hand on Patton’s shoulder to stop him as well. He was looking between Roman and Virgil, and his face was going from confusion to worry. Patton followed his gaze, and the smile fell from his face. Virgil looked up at Roman and was about to ask if he had any idea what was going on when they heard a locker slam at the end of the hall. Both jumped and immediately turned around. They were met with none other than Devon Mendax holding up his phone with a smug look on his face.

“Shit.” Virgil let go of Roman’s hand, then frantically pulled off the hoodie and threw it at Roman. He turned to run, but Logan caught him. Virgil leaned into his side and hid his face. Roman tossed the hoodie over to Patton, then stalked down the hall toward Devon.

“I’m assuming you at the very least got a picture?” He called down the hall.

“A video, dumbass. What are you gonna do, break my phone?”

“Ha, you wish.” Roman finally reached him. He grabbed Devon by the collar and shoved him against the lockers. The phone fell to the floor.

“Roman!” Virgil ran over and picked up Devon’s phone. He placed a hand on Roman’s arm and gave him a reassuring look. “Calm down. It’ll be alright.”

Virgil held up the phone in front of Devon. Despite the chaos of the situation, he still tried to smile at him as calmly as he could. His voice trembled as he spoke.

“Just unlock it so I can delete it. It’s either that or get punched, and I know you’re not that desperate to share this information.”

Devon typed in his passcode. Virgil went in and deleted the video, then handed the phone back to him. Roman reluctantly let go, and Virgil led him back the other way.

“I can still tell people, you know!” Devon yelled.

“And you think anyone will believe you?” Roman turned and laughed at him. More people had come into the hallway by now, so Roman put on his best scary face. He knew that no one else would be brave enough to try to spread such an absurd rumor. He heard Virgil take a shaky deep breath, and it took all he had not to pull him into a hug. Patton put an arm around Virgil’s shoulders and gave him a bright smile. They still had time before the first bell, so they continued on their way to the theatre.

No one was in the theatre aside from Thomas. He sat on the edge of the stage, legs hanging over, with a script in his lap. He looked up at the three of them when he heard the door open. He seemed a little confused at the weird, mismatched assortment of juniors, but he still smiled anyway.

Virgil had reclaimed Roman’s hoodie on the way, but this time he just held it against his chest. He told Roman that he planned on stealing Thomas’s jacket for the day so he could have the comfort of it without having to worry about Devon having proof against them. Roman was a little bit disappointed, but he’d agreed that it was a good idea.

“Hey lovebirds!” Thomas hopped off the stage and strolled over to them. His eyes scanned over all four of them, but he focused mostly on Virgil’s tearstained face. “Whoa, what happened?”

“Devon.” Logan groaned. “These two were being lovey-dovey in the hallway, and he thought it’d be funny if he recorded them and shared it.”

“Oh, come here Little Bear.” Thomas pulled Virgil into a hug.

“Little Bear?" Roman whispered to Logan.

“Thomas and I often called him Dubh Cub when we were little, and Thomas eventually got into the habit of just calling him things like Little Bear or Baby Bear.” Logan explained. “Nicknames are of paramount importance in our household. Hence, Cub, Jelly, Favorite Senior, et cetera.”

Roman just hummed in response and looked back over to Thomas and Virgil. Thomas was swaying slowly and shushing Virgil, trying to calm him and slow his breathing. Roman leaned back over to Logan again.

“How often does this happen?”

“At least a few times a week. Depends on the day, though.” Roman nodded again and looked back over at them. Virgil had pulled away from Thomas slightly now. Thomas cupped Virgil’s face in his hands and whispered anything positive that he could think of. It took a few minutes, but Virgil finally settled down again. He rejoined the other three, who were now sitting and waiting patiently on the floor.

“We have approximately two minutes before the first bell and twelve until classes start. Would you like to go to your locker now or do you wish to stay here longer to calm down?” Logan asked.

“I’ll think I’ll be okay. I have first hour with Roman, so what’s the worst that could happen?”

First hour history, the hour that Roman, for the past month, had been using as an excuse to stare at Virgil for fifty minutes. He would sit a few desks behind him, which meant he usually only saw the back of his head, but that was good enough for Roman. He’d be content with just watching little things like how smoothly Virgil would roll his pen over his fingers when he got bored.

“Well Devon is in your first hour.” Logan reminded them, pulling Roman out of his daze.

“It’s way too early for him to have told anyone, much less convinced them, at this point.” Virgil said. “And it’s not like we’re going to be all lovey in the middle of a class, so no one would ever suspect it.”

Roman and Virgil headed off to History, and Patton and Logan, much to Logan’s dismay, headed to Latin together. Now that the ice was broken, at least in Patton’s opinion, he found it much easier to ramble without feeling annoying. Logan just nodded along to whatever Patton happened to be talking about, trying his absolute best to tune him out.

Roman and Virgil stayed apart as much as possible to avoid any suspicion, but Patton didn’t see why it would be strange for him to be around Logan a little bit more. Hardly anyone even noticed, aside from the few people who spared a laugh at Logan’s vacant expression after hearing Patton talk for minutes on end.

The three hours before lunch ran smoothly for the four of them. When they arrived in the  cafeteria, any questions about why Roman and Patton weren’t sitting with their usual group of theatre friends was quickly shushed by Thomas. He played it off as just some group project, and no one took a second glance.

“How was first hour with Devon?” Logan, quickly followed by Patton, sat down at the table across from Virgil and Roman.

“He glared at Roman for a good ten minutes, but gave up when neither of us seemed bothered.” Virgil smiled triumphantly.

“And how was first hour with Patton?” Roman snickered and nodded up at an excited Patton before giving Logan a smug grin.

“It was…” Logan paused and looked over at Patton and his wide smile. He let a small smirk slip before he looked back up at Roman. “Well let’s just say that it was interesting.”

“Yup. And by the way, Roman, I won’t need a ride home today.”

“And why’s that?” Roman quirked a brow at the two. Logan noticeably blushed and Patton perked up again.

“I’m going over to Logan’s house so he can help me with the Latin homework.” Patton said cheerily before going back to his lunch. Logan’s face burned even more, and Virgil stifled a laugh.

“So Patton, since when have you had troubles with Latin?” Roman inquired.

Patton shrugged. “Well it isn’t exactly a problem, we’re just going to work on the homework together. Plus, he agreed that if we watched an episode of Sherlock while we worked on it, he’d watch Coco. He’s never seen it, and that’s just criminal. It seemed like a fair deal to me.”

Roman and Virgil broke down in giggles on the other side of the table as Logan tried harder to hide his embarrassment.

“What, did I miss something?” Patton asked innocently. Logan silently shook his head, and Roman choked out a ‘nothing’ between laughs.

“Oooh, this should be fun.” Virgil wiped a tear away and took a deep breath to calm his laughter. Logan rolled his eyes, but thought it best to stay silent.

“So after sixteen years of being uptight and nonfeeling, pastels are really what did it for you? Baby blue and handmade scarves?” Virgil smiled slyly at Logan. Patton looked between them with a questioning expression.

“Says you!” Logan snapped. Virgil and Roman both froze, but Virgil started giggling again when Logan’s face softened to a smile. “Toddlers and Tiaras poster child? Really Vi?”

Roman rolled his eyes this time, but he smiled at them. All four went on bantering for the rest of lunch, and everything went smoothly until seventh hour. They were an hour away from freedom, but that last hour was the only other class that Roman and Virgil had with Devon.

They’d been walking to classes together when they had the chance, and theater was no exception. Thomas and Patton had both caught up with them on their way there. Logan was the only one of them that hadn’t signed up for theater, but Thomas happily took his place for an hour. Thomas and the three juniors joked as they made their way to the auditorium, but all of them fell silent when  they reached the doors. They stood awkwardly for a second before Thomas chirped up.

“If that guy bothers you at all, you just tell me, alright?” He gave Virgil a comforting smile. “You too, Roman. You know I’ll be right behind you if you need to kick this guy’s ass.”

They stepped inside and sat down in the front row of seats, planning on hanging out there until the class started. They’d just gotten comfortable when Devon flopped down in the seat on the end, right next to Virgil. All four of them watched him cautiously, and Roman was careful to make sure that Virgil could feel he was right behind him without letting Devon see. Virgil leaned away from Devon, so Roman leaned forward on the armrest between them until the back of Virgil’s shoulder rested subtly against him.

[tw homophobic slur]

   “What are you looking at, fags?” Devon scoffed. Virgil nervously just shook his head, and Roman glared angrily. Thomas slowly stood and walked over to him.

Now, Thomas Gelee was not the most intimidating person in the world, but he did have a good enough reputation. People knew when he’d been pushed too far, and now was one of those times. Devon hid his fear well, but they all could see his discomfort as Thomas got closer. He walked slowly, giving Devon a chance to run away. Thomas really was being merciful by doing this at a time where not many people were around to see. Finally, Devon held his hands up defensively and cautiously stood before walking away.

They’d managed to get rid of him twice in a day, so Virgil’s anxiety about the situation was starting to fade. He looked back at Roman and smiled, then looked over at Patton. Patton was just beaming. He didn’t look like he could possibly be any happier about Virgil’s peace. Just thinking that warmed Virgil’s heart. He decided then and there that he was never going to get rid of Patton, because no one else could possibly be this happy about someone else’s happiness, and that was just precious.

He also decided that he was going to do everything in his power to get Logan and Patton together. Maybe Logan wasn’t really the dating type, but apparently he was the Patton type, and that would just increase Virgil’s chances of keeping Patton around.

Okay, goal one. He mentally recapped. Keep Patton. Goal two, get Logan to keep Patton. Yeah, this is a good plan. This is going to work out just fine.

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[shytiff]

Small Oct Wins

1 - DL, its bts week on fallon 🥰🥰also chuseok, which means content >>>, cicil dk ikk, rapat sponsor and talked and raged with regen abt mpi and manhwa lmao, group call shiko

2 - DL, finished 4 dk ikk wow!!, read dear door sampe ujung

3 - DL, symptoms ipd WHILE trying to losten to resus cairan fkdigital and i failed to listen to fkdigital lmao in the beginning they talked abt different fluids, my kompre is in Nov!! Can take a slight breath of air. Cicil kompre

4 - DL, symptoms, ordered krispy face (tasted so so), started reading sign, its so hilarious but the antagonist just doesnt make sense. too dysfunctional

5 - DL, ea simulation (got cushing syndrome, yay us for rosc!), forgot my scrub pants so i borrowed from indah, the way back homd (PP motor) was hooot, cicil banifidi, talked with ara for 1,5 hrs abt mental health and past traumas lmaoo

6 - DL, cicil geri, read raise ga wa tanin ii

7 - formatif geri, originally meant to go to puri with atikah to get seirockya, but its closed. So we walked to lippo, got genki sushi takeaway, walked to carrefour where we parked, and on the way back atikah had this sudden idea of eating @ taman 45. So we did. We reminisced old memories while eating rice bowls and sushi at park. Sounded pretty great except its taman 45 lmaoooo. Took a nap at atikahs place and then i went back. Tried matcha cookie by Chips Chat Lexley, its too crumbly :(( the taste was so so

8 - was sooo drained i dunno why. Slept and lazed around until 11-ish after i managed to shower and eat. Rip stamina. DL. Formatif with stella manda, dr asti and dr fuady. Digorenggg. the dark chocolate cookie tasted quite good. Finally a cookie that did not fail

9 - helped ical and ara for simul kompre, e, DL, played among us with candra and solid, paused the game to do formatif ea lmao. i need to studyy aaa

10 - DL, my body felt tooo drained from 1 (one) exercise lol. Symptoms. Ordered mujigae and janjiw caramel latte 1L because 10 10 promo. lazed all afternoon. planned to run because it’s cloudy but wacana is life. Watched MOTS On:E with racheel. Gladi resik nemo. Saw hakken cosplay’s IG live. among us. i was an impostor with cibe (participant: 10) and i somehow won lmaoo. edited 2 pld article so i finally caught up! just need to wait some more articles from reporter

11 - DL, symptoms, wasted my time rereading vampire knight for the n-th time

12 - DL, QA KMKP, read banifidi while drinking janjiw caramel latte and on god coffee rly helps me to focus and not get sleepy, talked with ara abt her session with dr jiemi (emotion vs cognition)

13 - DL, there’s no class today uye, drank caramel latte janjiw at 11am and yall i somehow became productive. finished reading banifidi, 2Padi. 

14 - Became captain at simul today, kasus HPP, i forgot to put O2 wtf :((((, bought 2 1-L package from sbux dm after school, and with +15k you get green tea frappe so i sat there for a bit for DT, felt a bit better (like im a normal functioning person???? like i dont feel sluggish). cicil IKK, passed lvl 4 DL

15 - DL, nemo as 2nd operator, vanilla latte nyom, thats all folks unfortunately

16 - DL, theres no schedule today, woke up at 10 am, vanilla latte and cicil PT, cicil IKK (only did a bit today), among us and i was the impostor 4 times lmaoo

17 - symptoms, in the soop 7, e, read on/off its too hilarious!! Finished 1 sitasi kompre

18 - last in the soop ep :(, e, DL, tugas kasus harian geri

19 - DL, the table i bought has arrived!, cicil IKK, joined ukmppd course, started at 18:30, its now 22:36,  still 14 questions to go... 

20 - DL, qa discussion with group, bought some plastic shoe boxes online, its cheap and it is great, bcs my shoes used to sit there in plastic bags, organized some stuff in my room for a bit!! my metal rack looks less messy yay. dk ikk, les

21 - Started my day early (finished shower by 7:30), DL, finished 1 ltm ikk and 1 sitasi PT, JK went live in youtube with his long hair and undercut, and literally afterwards YG came on vlive playing guitar. Its a good day indeed :”) its cloudy today, just a perfect shared to listen to youtube’s lofi study playlist. Barely paid attention in today's les, i rly need to reread the forensic one

22 - DL, formatted qa docx, looong qa zoom, read the dops form, tidied up my stuff for tomorrow and while waiting for les the dumbass me didnt realize that the mic is on and i muttered "masker n95..." lmaoooo. Paid attention in les. Took a shower while leaving the zoom (q&a sesh) and turns out its finished at 22:45. Yalll the tutors dedication though

23 - simul, waited around a bit, bought halo bowl from grab since im at school all day, tried chicken pesto. made me feel full, tasted like a typical "healthy food", not too oily. OK in the afternoon, did not get dops (not surprised), was today years old when i found out you can park motorbike beside gedung putih. Went home while listening to kuliah guru besar. Passed out in the 2nd part of les (bedah). That adds more of my course debt lmao

24 - Im trying out habitica now so DL documentations will be moved theree, trying to add the habit of reading quran. watched in the soop behind and dalbang, watched the social dilemma halfway (message: careful of being the social media’s product), ate nayam, slept again and woke up at 5 pm, made status anes, les (the freshest ive been so far. maybe because its saturday night, there’s only about 25+ participating until the end from the usual 50+)

25 - woke up early and showered, slept again, ate breakfast at 12 pm with banana and 2 brownies i need sugaar, reviewed forensics (les), made half of ltm ikk wow im kind of proud, submitted asinkronus, eval nemo

26 - icu and simul, the way back home was pleasantly cloudy, slept and woke for les, read anti PT and oh my assisant since i cant sleep during the night

27 - did ikk ppt, read TO SOLID answers (i got 65 and i feel sooo stupid, but the grade somehow changed to 66 which means pass), slepttt during the afternoon, dk ikk was pending bcs dr Indri was still doing surgery at 18:00. Les

28 - Felt like doing nothing. Watched the latest dalbang, PT briefing, dk ikk, les. Thats it omgggg my time keeps flying away

29 - Started my day early (6:30am) since i slept all the time :):):)), finished 1 ltm ikk, tried truffle belly, the nanban one. good enough and the rice is not too much which is nice. i dont rly know how the truffle oil’s supposed to smell (ive tried tubo before but i still have no idea). chose wahana choice for MPI (bismillah!!), finished reviewing TO SOLID 1, les

30 - it took me a whole day to read 1 (one) sitasi PT but im still proud nonetheless, how did time flyyyy tf. You’d think that this 5 day “holiday” i would learn a lot for kompre (haven’t started) and quickly checked off my to do list. for les i pulled the table near my bed so i was half listening half reading Private Lesson while laying down lmao

31 - checked 2 acads to do (i feel like when i do things in advance there will be stuff that make me go "ah tau gt nanti aja"), bingeing romee strijd's YouTube and its miracle i dont feel like shit after watching it (they literally go do amsterdam from sg to put their bags and then theyll go to miami?!), afternoon nap coz i cqnt bring myself to study kompre, cicil kompre bismillah.docx, last day of les (im not strong enough to follow until the end, bailed halfway), read a bit of blood link lmao, WTF ITS NOV 15 MINS FROM NOW :((( (writing this after sheetmasking, its 23:42) still not prepared for ukmppd kompre God Help Me

And thats it for Oct! I feel like there were some terrible mood phases, some ok ones, and those rare days when im up and about and refreshed and feel like doing things (most days im a sloth). Hope to do (and feel) better in Nov

[pixiewriting]

college!au minghao (pt 1)

summary: you're in your first year of university, and you find a best friend in joshua hong. He introduces you to his friends, and a interesting relationship ensues when you embarrass yourself in front of his friend minghao.

genre: fluff

pairing: minghao/the8 x reader

warnings: has some language sometimes, though I'm assumin f*ck and sh*t don’t bother you guys lol

word count: 3.9k

a/n: hey y'all! here’s my first little story I’m posting on here. the first chapter is kind of long, sorry lol. i’m not sure how long it’ll end up being, but it’s more of a ‘figure it out as you go’ kinda thing lol. i have it posted on archive of our own too!

(part 2) (part 3) (part 4) (part 5)

           You scurried through the courtyard, a little out of breath, as you were late for class. You were hopping over bushes, and dodging tree branches. You’re almost to class when you feel a branch catch your sweater, and pulls you back abruptly. You keep pulling away, and the branch tears your sweater and cuts your skin a little. You let out a little ‘ouch,’ and pull the branch out of your sweater. You’re hoping subconsciously that nobody saw that little fiasco, and as you look around, you see one tall boy covering his mouth, laughing. You felt mortified that one of your peers had seen you sprinting through the courtyard and cutting your arm on a tree branch. You tossed your hair behind your ears and kept running, class still on your mind.

          After making it to class with only minutes to spare, you sat around the rest of class trying to catch your breath and pay attention. The teacher was talking about chemical bonds, and normally this would be interesting to you, but for some reason you just couldn’t focus. You sat back against the chair, and blew out a puff of air, and tapped your pencil methodically on your paper for a minute. An image flashed into your mind of that tall boy laughing at you, and you almost smacked your head to get the picture out of your mind. It wasn’t something you wanted to recall! So what if he saw me? You thought, beginning to pep yourself up from your embarrassment. Fuck other people’s opinions! you nodded to yourself. Besides, he probably guessed you were late to class anyway. It’s not that big of a deal! you reassured yourself. You made this weird face that was kinda like ‘hell yeah I love being my biggest supporter.’

           At this moment, the teachers voice broke through your self absorbed haze, announcing class was up, and to not forget about the paper due next week. You were already about half way done with that paper, and you made a mental note to finish it up early next week, with time to spare before it was due. You walked out of class slowly, tired from the sprinting you did earlier. You might as well have not gone to that class anyway, seeing how you couldn’t focus the whole time and missed the lecture. You waved your hand around your face, knowing it was fine because you were a good student and there were resources online. You pass by the courtyard, and you find the culprit tree that caught you, and give it a dirty look. You notice a bit of your sweater and a tiny blood stain on the branch. “God.” you mumbled.

           You were in your first year of college, and on the path to studying international business, though you knew that your interest could probably change next week. You were more introverted, so you didn’t mind being alone, although you did have a few friends. One friend you had made recently, Joshua, in your bio class, was very nice. He helped you with his notes if you missed something, and was a nice person to have around. He was one of those people that you could sit around and not have to say anything to enjoy each other’s presence, which was something made the good-friend-siren in your head go off. You were about to meet him in the courtyard, nearby that goddamn fucking tree. You waited at a picnic table, head resting on the wood, sun warming your back, eyes comfortably shut, and ready to snooze.

           You hear Joshua coming before you can completely fade away, and sit up, chin resting up in your hand. “Hey, Josh,” you said, as he was sitting down. “What’s up?”

           He smiled, and set his bag on the picnic table. “My lit class was incredibly boring.” He said. You groaned in sympathy. “Dude, fuck Shakespeare,” you said nonchalantly. “The guy just kills lovers and writes in this old english no one can understand, so you have to completely rely on the Spark Notes translation.”

           Joshua laughed. “He’s considered one of the greatest english writers of all time.”

          “That doesn’t mean we have to continue considering that.” you countered.

            The two of you kept talking for a while about some bullshit stuff, and then Joshua looked over and yelled some hellos at someone. You looked over, and saw the boy that had been laughing at you earlier. He was waving to Joshua from across the courtyard. Your cheeks flushed bright red, and you slapped your hands against your cheeks. “Shit!” you cursed. Joshua looked over in confusion, and you watched as the boy was making his way to the two of you. “I gotta go! I embarrassed myself in front of that guy and I’m not about to make this weird!” You grabbed your book bag in a hurry, and scrambled off, tripping over your shoe as you do so. You landed on your stomach, and just closed your eyes as you laid in the grass and accepted your fate for death. Being clumsy is a personal hell. You groaned, and rolled over. Sunshine was streaming over your face, and you squinted against the sun. Remembering the boy, you jolted up, and jogged across the courtyard, not daring to look back, because you knew Joshua and the boy had seen you fall. You’d heard Joshua laugh. God.

             Back in your dorm, you hopped on the bed and kicked your legs around, and rolled over a bit in frustration. I’m such a dumbass!!!!!!! was the ringing phrase running through your head for a good five minutes. You decided to text Joshua, and you typed “fml.” That simple phrase was all you needed to convey your absolute embarrassment to Joshua. He replied with a long “lmaoooooo” and you groaned. You sent a frowny face back and Joshua told you that it was okay, and tried to make you feel better like the nice guy he is. You really hoped you’d never see that guy again. Joshua typed, “Minghao and I thought it was funny! You’re just a comedian don’t freak” and you could finally put a name to the boy who’d you completely ruined your image in front of. Minghao. Alright.

            You sent back something about never being so embarrassed in your life and hoping you’d never see Minghao again and you knew Joshua was probably just laughing back in his dorm. The fuck! You’d just have to forget about it and never think about it again. Might as well pour bleach over your brain to completely get rid of the memory. You jumped up and shook your body out a little, and decided a shower would clear your mind.

            Freshly cleansed and now a bit more level headed, you sat down to catch up on some homework, and then found yourself knocking out for the night.

            The next few days passed without incident, thankfully, and you and Joshua continued to meet in the courtyard and just do homework together, sometimes making a comment about how nice the weather was or a comment about being pissed off about class. It was ideal.

            This weekend there was a big party at this frat house, and Joshua suggested for you to go with him. You easily agreed. You weren’t about to turn down an opportunity to party, because after a few weeks of being introverted you look for a big social interaction for have fun at, and then withdraw for a few days again afterwards.

            You and Joshua were fast becoming close friends, and could predict each other’s sentences and reactions. You liked to call him Joshy sometimes to see how frazzled he would get and then this exasperation would wash over him.

            You two arrived at the party, expectant. You went into the party excited, ready to let loose after dedicating so much time to school recently. You and Josh didn’t stay together the whole time, you both separated off and found your other friends eventually. Your other friends liked to tease you about Joshua and that you liked him, and you would just sigh. Joshua? A boyfriend? No. That’s not what you wanted, and not what he wanted either. You two were just friends, and could relate to one another easily. You eventually were a little tipsy, and having fun dancing with your friends. Joshua came by and laughed at your tipsy state for a while, and then told you he had to go because he forgot about a paper. You gave him a thumbs up, and wished him luck on the paper.

         Once he left, was when things went… different.

          You, in your tipsy state, were just a social butterfly and wanted to tell everyone how happy you were. Embarrassing. You didn’t notice him across the room, laughing at you again. You excused yourself to the kitchen, to get some water and rewind. You were kind of dizzy from all that dancing and singing. Someone entered in the kitchen behind you, but you were focused on drinking this water to get the small amount of alcohol out of your system. A voice behind you caused you to jolt and drop the red solo cup of water into the sink. “Nice dance moves; they look a bit similar to the way you run frantically.” A feeling in your gut told you who that was.

          You closed your eyes, and immediately started screaming internally. Just when you thought that everything was fine! You reluctantly turned around, and found the tall boy just a few feet away. You cursed under your breath, a habit you couldn’t break. “Uhhhh…” you said, floundering. “Hi.”

           He laughed, this time not covering his mouth with his hand. “Hi.” He said back. Why couldn’t he just have ignored you and not ever brought up the incidents again! Why must he torture you!

          You were going to make a move to slip away, anything to escape this dreaded situation, but you felt the dizziness hit you again. You did feel dehydrated, as you didn’t get to drink much of that water, or anything that whole night, before you spilled it in the sink. You stumbled, and held on to the counter, almost forgetting the boy beside you for a minute. Minghao, you remembered his name, reached out to steady you. You gritted your teeth. Were you about to embarrass yourself in front of him again? Probably.

         “Sorry,” you stuttered. “I’m just kinda dizzy.”

          He looked worried. “Come on, let’s go find somewhere quiet.”

          He led you around the house, and your cheeks were flushed in anguish. Eventually, you two had to settle for outside, because the house was full of drunk dancing people. He wasn’t drunk though, which you found a bit odd, because it is a frat party. Isn’t that what people do at frat parties?

          He sat you down on this brick stone wall, and he sat down next to you. Your heart was hammering in your chest with him this close to you. Your embarrassing antics kept flashing through your mind, as well as the way he had laughed at you. The warm late summer air was a bit chilled at night, and it felt nice on your skin. You sighed. “I’m sorry for being a weirdo.” you mumbled. You couldn’t dare look at him.

         “It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” His voice was soothing, and made you feel weirdly better. “Why were you so weird around me anyway?” he asked. You looked over at him, curious. “You don’t know that already?” you asked. He shook his head. He had this slightly confused look on his face, his brows pulled in, eyes darting around your face, studying your expression.

        You kind of made this exasperated laugh, like the one Joshua made when you called him Joshy. “ I made a fool out of myself in front of you and I was just assuming you would make fun of me if we confronted one another. I just choose to avoid situations like that. ”

             Minghao chuckled a little. “I might’ve teased you, you’re right about that.” You rolled your eyes. Here it comes. The beginning of never ending teasing. “But, you have to admit. It was funny.”

“From an outsider’s view, yeah, it was.”

“You should learn to laugh at yourself.” He said bluntly. You were a little taken back, but you mused on this, and nodded.

            “You’re probably right. I just overanalyze everything I do and it makes me feel like everyone is laughing at the stupid shit I do.”

“They are.” He said truthfully. “You’re known as the funny freshman girl on campus.”

You looked at him in shock. “What? I never knew that.”

“People aren’t making fun of you like you think. They’re laughing at you.”

“That doesn’t sound much better.” you raised an eyebrow.

He rubbed his forehead, trying to find the right words. “What I’m trying to say, is…” he furrowed his eyebrows.

You laughed, and shook your head. “I understand, don’t worry. I just need to learn to not take things so seriously sometimes.” You were doing stupid shit and it was funny, but people didn’t think you were a fool because of it. You were just funny. He nodded, grateful you understood.

        You rested your hands on the brick wall, and leaned back to stare up at the sky. “So, are you friends with Joshua?” you asked, trying to divert the conversation away from your catastrophes. 

        He nodded. “He’s in this friend group of ours. It’s us thirteen guys. We’re all pretty close.”

        “Oh really?” you mused. “I don’t really think Joshua has mentioned you guys…” you trailed off, thinking. “Or wait. He talks about this guy Coups sometimes, is he in your friend group?”

       “Yeah! He’s the oldest out of all of us.” Minghao asserted. “I’d be surprised if Joshua didn’t talk about us to you. He talks about you a lot.”

        You almost choked, and looked over at Minghao. “What?”

        Minghao looked unconcerned. “Yeah, he always shows us the funny things that you text him, and sometimes talks about the times that you get all embarrassed about.”

        You were seething. Your eyebrows furrowed, thinking about how you were going to skin Joshua. “I can’t believe this!” you exclaimed. “Joshua…” you shook your head.

        Minghao laughed. “I think you’re getting too worked up about this. From what we’ve heard, we all think you’re pretty funny.” Your heart warmed slightly.

       “Well I hope my foolishness is funny sometimes.” You scoffed, in a jokingly way. You remembered that you were dehydrated, when a wave of dizziness fell over you. “Woah.” You said, holding your head. Talking to Minghao made you forget how dehydrated you felt.

        “Are you okay?” Minghao asked.

        “Uh, yeah. I think I just really need some water. I feel dehydrated.”

         Minghao shot up. “Stay here, I’ll be back.”

         While he was gone briefly, you thought about how this boy didn’t seem to mind your antics, and almost found it endearing. Just an hour ago you never wanted to see him, ever, and now you were talking to him and it was… nice. What the fuck!

         You reached up to pull your hair behind your ears, and rubbed your forehead. You were thinking about Minghao, and how now that you were seeing him up close, his features were cute. He had high cheekbones and a boyish smile. You pff’t at the thought of him being cute.

        He returned with a big glass of water. You couldn’t help yourself from smiling like an idiot. He kind of looked like an angel, with his lightly bronzed skin, holding your saving grace, water, in his hand, and the outdoor light behind him shining around his head like a halo. You let out this little wheeze of a chuckle, but you didn’t really care because you wanted that water.

        You could feel his amused eyes on you while you chugged that water. When you were done, you let out a little burp, and laughed. Minghao laughed along with you. “Sorry,” you said. He shook his head. “Don’t apologize.”

        “Sorry I acted like a fool in front of you and then avoided you so you couldn’t make fun of me haha,” you laughed emotionlessly.

        “Really don’t worry about it. It’s okay.”

        “Sorry if I ruined your fun time at this party.”

        “It’s okay!”

         You kept apologizing for stupid things, until eventually, he just put his finger over your lips, effectively cutting off your speech. “___ please, it’s alright. Stop apologizing. I liked getting to talk to you.” Your heart was hamming in your ribs.

         You nodded, and he took his finger away. “You should come hang out with all the boys sometime, so the other guys can put a face to a name.”

          You shuddered. “We’ll see.”

          He looked hopeful that you would come, or maybe you were deluding yourself. Thirteen boys kind of sounded like a nightmare. You weren’t sure what Joshua might do. What if he brought up something embarrassing you did in front of all those boys? You’re being overly dramatic and kinda paranoid. The voice in your head told you. Knock that shit off!

         “Do you not like alcohol?” you asked rather brashly. You hit yourself mentally for asking that so suddenly.

           He looked a little surprised, his eyebrows flying up. He recovered, and pushed his brown hair out of his eyes and back, and then you watched it slowly fall back down. “I do, sometimes. But, it’s pretty funny to watch drunk people while you’re sober.”

           “I see.”  You mused. “What year are you?”

           “I’m a freshman. The older boys in our group are sophomores.” You nodded.

           “Do you know what you’re studying?” you asked, rolling the solo cup around in your hands.

           “I’m looking at marine biology. What about you?” A marine biologist. It suited him.

           “International business.” He whistled. “That sounds like it could be hard. Having to learn how to approach a certain country.”

           You shrugged. “I’m willing to work hard to study something I love.”

           “Wow, poetic.” He joked. You looked over, and pushed his arm. “Shut up.”

           It was so easy to talk to Minghao. This was your first conversation with him, all based on you running into a tree in front of him. He wasn’t going to make it awkward by making fun of you, but he also knew how to tease you without making you feel like an idiot, and instead laugh at yourself. 

           You two sat in silence for a while and just looked up at the sky, and again, that good-friend-siren was going off in your head. Anyone who tolerated your antics and sat and stared at the night sky with you in silence sounded like a good friend. Your thoughts shifted to the way he had pushed his hair back earlier, and you shuddered.

           You sighed. “I should probably leave soon. This party has drained me physically and emotionally.”

           “Do you have a ride back or a friend to go with?” he asked.

           You thought. “Shit. Now that I think about it, Joshua was who I was going to go back with, and he left. My friends live in different dorms across the campus.” You groaned. “I really don’t want to die tonight walking back to the dorm, but it seems that might be what happens. I had it coming.” You joked, getting up and stretching.

           He hopped up immediately. “No way am I letting you walk home alone this late at night!”

           You were a little shocked. He looked so… determined to walk you home.  He had looked cute and innocent thus far, but he seemed to secretly be a bit fierce and strong. His arms were crossed, his rolled up long sleeve tee shirt stretching across his shoulders. You gulped. “Are you sure? Are you okay with leaving the party?”

           He waved his hand. “I wasn’t going to stay much longer anyway. You were the funniest person here, anyway. Once you leave no one will be as funny to watch or listen to.” You blushed crimson, and cleared your throat.

           “Okay, well, shall we go then?” you asked, scratching the back of your head, trying to ignore your red cheeks. Minghao was so forward and blunt.

           He nodded, and the two of you walked through the house, you saying bye to your friends if you saw them nearby. They raised their eyebrows at Minghao, but you really didn’t feel like explaining. After all, you weren’t really sure what to explain. You’d made a fool out of yourself a few times in front of him and shied away, and you guys talked tonight and he got you water? There wasn’t much to explain. Your heart fell slightly. You kind of wanted to keep talking to him, because he was a good listener, but he didn’t have much reason to come see you again. Unless you hung out with all thirteen boys. You shuddered at the thought.

           The two of you walked along the frat house street, the large trees reaching over your heads. He was humming under his breath. His voice was soft and melodic. “You have a nice voice.” You said shyly, and quietly. He flashed you a smile in thanks.

           The two of you didn’t talk much, just walked in silence side by side enjoying the college campus late at night. It was nice. You didn’t feel like you needed to say anything. Minghao was very easy to be around. He was easygoing.

           You stopped in front of your dorm, and looked up at him. You finally noticed that he towered over you in probably five inches or so. “Well,” you sighed. “I live here.”

           He was looking at you like he wanted to say something, but he didn’t. “Thanks for walking me home,” You finally said. “I really appreciate it. I might’ve gotten jumped and died if you hadn’t tagged along.” You were joking, but you also knew that was a very real possibility of happening, and that depressed the hell out of you.

           He nodded. “It’s no problem, really. Let me know if you need someone to walk with from a party again, I’ll gladly do it.” You smiled gratefully. “Thank you, Minghao.” You said, voice light and airy.

           You turned to walk away, but you stopped and said, “I hope I’ll see you again sometime.” Your cheeks tinged pink.

           “Me too,” he smiled. “If I see you I’ll come say hi.”

           You pulled your hair around your ear, smiled slightly, and turned to walk up the sidewalk to the door.

           Once you had gotten to your room, you quietly walked around the room and got to bed, trying not to disturb your sleeping roommate. Once you were in bed, you stared at the ceiling and reached up to hold your cheeks. Tonight’s events kept flashing through your head, and the way Minghao smiled was one you distinctly remembered. Shy, but as the night went on he smiled bigger and bigger. You sighed in the darkness, and turned around to fall asleep, hoping for a good night’s rest.

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My girls <3

I’ve been seeing the ummmmandy pictures circulating around tumblr so I decided to make my eight main teen girls (yes, my novel has a HUGE cast) from The Mastery! I tend to make more male characters but these lovelies hold their ground. I tend to split my characters based in decade groups, and I can assure you, the twenties and forties groups contain a lot of awesome ladies too :) Maybe I’ll make more if people would like to see them?

P.S. Part of the lore of the series is that most people have a multi-ethnic background. Those who have a largely homogeneous background are either odd instances or come from non-accepting families. So most characters have a very diverse ethnic mix, hence why I haven’t added their background to the list.

In order of appearance:

BOOK 1 ONWARDS

Miriam Arnette- 15, Vanskan, Bisexual (leans more towards girls but has a crush on a dumbass boy rn help her).

Third in line to the Vanskan Empire, Miriam can excel as a diplomatic leader when needed. However, you’ll usually find her being her smug, sassy, sardonic self. She’s extremely future-oriented, which means she doesn’t deal with her demons from the past. Despite this, she has the ability to graphically revisit historical events, which ends up haunting her since she hasn’t dealt with said issues. As the main female character (hence why she has a circle of DOMINANCE), she’ll work through these issues to develop herself into a more stable, developed person, as well as rising to the role of leadership.

Meline ‘Leenie’ Ishikawa- 16, Inglan, Heterosexual.

Meline and Miriam spent the years preceding the series as best friends due to relating to each other’s grief. While much more feminine and empathetic than her friend, Meline can also be a badass at times too- she’s awesome at tennis and there’s more to her than her pretty girl facade. That’s a main feature of her role in the novel; after her and Miriam clash at the beginning and throughout the series, what happens to her?

Bianna ‘Binny’ Bickley- 17, Willsborgian, Pansexual (soon begins dating the lovable bean that is Aiden Donegall).

Binny is the Head Girl of Schwillbrokt Academy of Talented Youths, the school where a lot of the teenage characters attend. She’s approachable, intelligent and ambitious. Basically, she’s set up to become a hugely successful girl and is the one who you love to hate because she seems perfect. However, her eventual relationship with Aiden puts her in a position where she loses a lot of her freedoms since she’s joined one of the most traditionalist Master families. Does she use her natural social skills to sort out the fam and tell them to accept her own decisions?

Christine Aastergard- 19, Norikan, Heterosexual (has a friend who she’s like an old married couple with but are they official? Nobody knows).

Chris was only little when she was separated from her biological family, and eventually got adopted by the ominous Taisto Aastergaard. She’s very emotionally aware (unlike ‘boyf’ who is a plank of wood) and extraverted; if the situation isn’t serious, she’s the life of the party. She’s highly perceptive which makes her a talented combatant since, y’know, she’s fighting in a war right now. She’s relatively minor in Arc 1 but will be a major character for a few chapters in Book 4!

Cherrie Xu- 17, Inglan, Lesbian. Is she a single pringle or is she hiding a girlf?

So, Cherrie recently decided she wants to be a main character in Arc 2?? Okay.

Anyway, I’m Arc 1, she plays a minor role as a whistleblower. She’ll be respectful about it rather than publicly humiliating people, but Cherrie will call you out if she smells bs. When she doesn’t have to sort out her moping cousin or other family drama, Cherrie is chill. She’s rather calm when she talks, but would be the sort to do surprisingly well in Cards Against Humanity. In Arc 2, she’ll develop a role as a diplomat...which could go either really well or terribly depending on what issues she’s dealing with.

Aria Vahi- 18, Norikan, Heterosexual (with a strong, silent, PROTECTIVE boyf).

Sweet, sweet Aria. Grand Master of Norika, an Empire embroiled in a civil war. It’s not her fault- the opposition wanted to overthrow her because she became leader at thirteen rather than because she’s doing a bad job! She’s very sweet and optimistic despite the circumstances. The war is just a thing going on in the background in Arc 1 (my side story Fracturing Fraternity focuses on it however!) but in Arc 2, her and Miriam form a close bond being young leaders. She’s an absolute ray of sunshine and is deeply in love with her strong silent bodyguard Hugo!

Willow Burakgazi- 16, Maneyan, sexuality unknown!

Willow is a character who I’ve slotted in last minute, so she hasn’t had too much development yet (or even appeared, she’s only been mentioned thus far). Since she’s the younger sister of Maneya’s heir and spare, she has quite a lot of free time which she dedicates to study. Willow’s main passion is to persue an education and hopefully become Dr. Burakgazi in the future, but she’s also an empathetic sweetheart. However, due to her mind being on her education and what she’s been reading, she’s also prone to zoning out and is a little clumsy!

Eliora Veisi- 16, Central Empirian, Bisexual (she is more physically attracted to girls but then ends up head over heels for her male equivalent).

Elioraaaaaaaa. She hasn’t actually appeared in the series yet but I love her 💞💞💞

Based on first impressions, you’d expect her to be a popular. She’s big on her appearance and always has designer clothing. In reality, her mother designed clothes and she’s used to dressing up as she modelled them! Behind her appearance, she’s actually a huge nerd. She’s obsessed with the Master’s to the point that her Master friends think she’s knows more about them than they know about themselves. In Arc 2, she ends up getting to know a few main characters and due to her knowledge and impartiality, she ends up managing to sort out a lot of situations. However, due to her knowledge being only from books rather than experience, she can also seem naive and too optimistic in situations.