#And I didn't include literally everything I cut. Just the stuff that I thought was interesting enough to warrant a read.

[cressidagrey]

The Queen of Romantasy and the Race Car Prince - Chapter 3

Pairing: Lando Norris x Elizabeth "Lizzie" Treshton (Original Character)

Summary:

Elizabeth Treshton—bestselling romantasy author, queen of fae heartbreak, and sworn devotee of a carefully structured routine—never expected her service dog to abandon protocol and diagnose a Formula 1 driver with something. But that’s exactly what happens when Mara the wonder-dog ditches Lizzie’s side to aggressively alert to none other than Lando Norris in the middle of a coffee shop.

Warnings and Notes: 

Mention of epilepsy, seizures and service animals. I don't myself suffer from epilepsy, so I asked my IRL friend, who thankfully was nice enough to let me ask her all the questions I could come up with. The rest I asked Reddit. So everything that's wrong...that's totally my fault and not on purpose.

As always big thanks to @llirawolf , who listens to me ramble

Lizzie’s books were doorstoppers. Literally. So thick that Lando just about managed to shove all three of them into his backpack…and nearly broke the zipper while doing that.

He just hoped that him buying these books wasn’t gonna show up on social media any time soon but he didn’t have much trust in that.

He could already imagine the field day that people would have with seeing him of all people buying romance and fantasy books. (Or romantasy as Lizzie had called them…)

The cashier at the bookstore had checked him out with a slightly puzzled look, and she almost seemed to be holding back a grin.

And it wasn’t like Lando hadn’t already started listening to the dramatised audiobook version either…he just figured he should have options, y‘know? 

Especially when that Ciaran guy with the wings was voiced by some Scottish bloke with a voice like gravel. Meanwhile, Astrid had the lilting accent of Wales in her voice… and then there was the fact that some of the…scenes sounded rather… they were definitely not appropriate for…company.

Still he thought that he could probably listen to another few hours of that on the flight…or he would just like…skip…the…some of the stuff that Lizzie had apparently written and that made him think about things that he probably shouldn’t be thinking about…especially not with a Race coming up and the fact that the girl he had gone on two dates with was an ocean away. 

Still, thank god for private flights. It was just gonna be him and Oscar and Max, who would come along to Miami.

Maybe Lando should have known that it was a bad idea. He had imagined it so easily. Put on head phones, put on the audiobook and zone out for a little while…

Instead Lando managed to not actually pair his headphones with his phone… And seconds later his phone was blaring “A Spring of Secrets and Thorns” for Oscar and Max to hear, including a particular… intimate scene he had reached…

His wings spread wide as he pulled her closer, the heat of his body enveloping hers as they shared a heated kiss. Ciaran’s hand traced the curve of Astrid’s back, his wings brushing her skin as the tension between them grew unbearable…

Oscar and Max simultaneously turned their heads toward Lando, eyes wide, their expressions somewhere between shock and amusement.

Oscar's eyebrows were raised so high, they almost touched his hairline. He looked like he was barely holding back a fit of laughter. Even Max looked amused.

Lando just slumped back in his seat, feeling his face grow hot. He didn't need a mirror to know that he was turning bright red. He fumbled with his phone, desperately trying to turn it off.

“What the hell is that?” Max finally choked out.

“Are you listening to racy audiobooks now?” Oscar demanded.

Lando's fingers finally closed around the power button on his phone, cutting off the sound. He avoided their eyes, knowing he looked guilty as hell.

"It's nothing," he mumbled, trying to sound nonchalant.

Oscar just burst out laughing. "Oh yeah? Sounded like it was definitely something, mate."

Lando felt like he could melt into the seat, his face practically glowing.

“Wait,” Oscar said suddenly. “I think I know that book. Is that the Astrid and Ciaran book? Lily’s been going on about it for months. That’s her favorite series. I didn’t know you were a romance guy, Lando.”

Lando's eyes widened in horror. Of course, Oscar would know what book it was. There nearly never ended a day without Oscar being texted by his girlfriend about whatever new book Lily was currently reading. 

"I am definitely not a romance guy," he protested, trying to save what little dignity he had left.

But Max was grinning now, clearly enjoying the situation. "Oh, so you just happen to have a romance/fantasy book on your phone for... for what reason, exactly?" his best friend asked him, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“It’s Lizzie’s favourite,” he blurted out. “I just wanted to see what the fuss is about.”

It wasn’t the whole truth, but it was..well. He wasn’t about to tell Oscar and Max that Lizzie was the actual author of that book series…he would probably neer live down the teasing for reasding her books then…though now that Lando was thinking about it, he wasn’t quite sure that telling them that he was reading her favourite books was much better. 

“Lizzie?” Oscar asked curiously.

“Hasn’t Lando told you? He finally managed to ask out the cafe girl,"Max said drily. “You know the one he has been crushing on for months.”

Max's words hung in the air for a moment, and Lando shot him a poisonous look. Max just smirked back like the cocky bastard he was, clearly enjoying throwing Lando under the bus.

Oscar looked surprised, eyes wide as he turned his gaze to Lando. "Wait, seriously? You managed to ask her out?"

Lando sighed, knowing there was no going back now. He should’ve known better than to let Max in on his relationship with Lizzie in the first place. And now, of course he would go and blurt it out in front of Oscar. “Yeah, I did, okay?” he admitted, though his tone was defensive.

“Finally,” Oscar said with a shake of his head. “It was getting depressing.”

Lando shot him a glare but didn’t argue. 

Max was, predictably, trying not laugh.  “It was kind of pathetic,” he said with a grin.

“Piss off, both of you,” Lando grumbled. “I didn’t know what to say to her, alright? It’s complicated.” Lando defended himself.

“Mate, you spent three months buying pastries you didn’t even like in a cafe so you could stare at a random girl. That’s not complicated, that’s obsessive. And then you pawned off said pastries to every poor unsuspecting McLaren engineer you could find,” Oscar said with a laugh.

“Lando, please tell me you didn’t actually do that?” Max asked, sounding like he was holding back a laugh.

Lando felt his face grow hotter. He’d hoped Oscar wouldn’t mention that particular fact.

“I mean …” he hedged, but a look from Oscar shut him up real fast.  “Okay, yeah, maybe I did,” he admitted, reluctantly. “But it’s not that big a deal, alright?”

“How did you even finally manage to ask her out?” Oscar asked with an unbelieving laugh. “You did ask her out, right? You didn’t like…stalk her and found out her favourite book some other way?”

“Of course, I asked her out, you jerk,” Lando shot back, feeling his embarrassment turn into irritation. “And no, I didn’t stalk her. I just asked her.”

Max laughed, clearly still finding this whole thing highly amusing. “Her dog finally took pity of him,” he quipped to Oscar. “She got a service dog that alerted to Lando, then he somehow managed to get her number. How was that dinner by the way?”

He could feel his cheeks heating up again as Max reminded him of that part.

“It was…nice,” he muttered, hoping they would move on from the topic.

Oscar was watching him with an amused gleam in his eyes. “And now you are trying to impress her even further by reading books you would normally never touch?” he teased.

Lando huffed. “It’s not like that,” he said defensively. “I’m just…trying new things. Broadening my horizons.”

“Reading romance books is broadening your horizons?” Max asked, clearly trying not to laugh again. “That’s a new one.”

Lando gritted his teeth, his temper flaring. He knew they were just winding him up, but it was starting to get annoying. “You know what, forget it,” he snapped.

“Fine by me,” Oscar said, still grinning like the bastard he was. “But I’ve got a feeling that you’re gonna get hooked on those books.”

Lando rolled his eyes but didn't respond. He had no intention of telling them that he was already a fourth of the way into the first book…and that actually, he really wanted to know what happened between Ciaran and Astrid. And what the heck was going on with Quinn? He didn’t trust that guy at all…

“And who knows,” Oscar continued. “Maybe reading all those romance books will help you woo your cafe girl. You know when the dog needed to help you ask her out…”

“Don’t you dare say a thing about Mara,” Lando snapped. “She’s a wonder dog! Do you know how important service dogs are for people with epilepsy?”

Oscar stared at him, blinking twice, clearly surprised by his outburst. 

“No need to be so touchy about it,” Max said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “But still, you’re a world-class racing driver, and a Labrador had more game than you,” he teased, clearly enjoying Lando’s increasing irritation.

“She has epilepsy?” Oscar asked curiously. “One of my mates from boarding school has that.”

Lando nodded, his irritation easing slightly. “Yeah,” he said, trying to rein in his earlier irritation. “She can have seizures without warning. They can be really bad, so the dog is trained to let her know when one is coming...She had another seizure a day before we were supposed to go out to dinner, so we had dinner at her home instead."

Oscar grimaced in sympathy. "That sucks, man," he said sincerely. "Is she doing alright, though?"

Lando nodded. "Yeah, she's doing fine now," he said, his tone noticeably softer. "They just leave her feeling like garbage, but she's mostly fine. It's just...it freaks me out, you know," he said with a grimace. "She can't control her seizures obviously, but they leave her feeling so shitty and there is nothing that I or anybody else can do to make her feel better."

“Sounds pretty rough,” Max said, now sounding sincere as well. “But it’s nice that she has a service dog,” he added, nodding at Lando. “That’s gotta help.”

Oscar watched him with an unreadable expression on his face. "Don't bite off my head, alright?" He said carefully. "But...have you thought about what that is going to mean in your relationship going forward? She will always have epilepsy, Lando. That's not going to be an illness she will ever grow out of or get healed from. Even when they find a medication that makes her mostly seizure free...she will still always have it. Will you be able to deal with that?"

Lando tensed at the question. He had thought about it before, of course, how could he not? "It's not like I'm going to dump her because she has epilepsy," he snapped, though there was a hint of defensiveness in his voice. "I'm not an arsehole."

"That's not what I meant," Oscar said drily. "I mean, that she is probably not going to come along with you on one of your night clubs night outs, with flashing lights and plenty of alcohol. She's also not one of the random super model girlfriends that you date for three weeks and then dump and never talk to again."

Lando bristled at the mention of his "supermodel girlfriends", but he knew there was truth to what Oscar was saying. Lizzie was different, and he had known that from the start.

"I know that," he said, his tone a little bit more defensive than he intended it to be. "I'm not an idiot. I know this is different than what I'm used to. But it's not like she can't go anywhere just because of her epilepsy. She can still have fun."

"Yeah, she totally can," Max agreed. "And I'm pretty sure no one is saying that she can't, man."

Oscar nodded in agreement. "Of course she can, I'm not questioning that. But what I'm trying to say is...if this is going to become serious, do you think that you can deal with it? It's not just going to be the epilepsy, I know that. She's going to have other issues and problems and things that are going to affect both of you. Are you going to be alright with that?"

Lando exhaled heavily, running a hand through his hair. He knew they weren't trying to be assholes, but they were throwing a lot of hard questions at him.

"I don't know," he admitted, his voice quiet. "I've never had anything like this before. But...I like her, alright? Like, a lot. And it feels different...and like...like it's going to be worth it. Nothing that is worth fighting for is going to come to you easy," he said seriously. "I am not afraid of a challenge."

Oscar and Max were quiet for a moment, both of them looking at him with expressions of surprise and respect respectively. They clearly hadn’t expected him to express himself in that way.

“Damn, mate,” Oscar said finally. “Who are you and what have you done with Lando Norris?”

Lando rolled his eyes but couldn’t help the hint of a smile that curled at the corners of his lips. “Piss off, the both of you,” he said, though his words lacked any real heat.

Max snickered a little. “Okay, we’re going to let you continue listening to your racy audiobooks now.”

"Maybe I should actually read them too," Oscar said thoughtfully. "I mean, Lily loves them."

"Want the hardcovers?" Lando asked, rummaging through his backpack to throw them in Oscar's direction. "Knock yourself out."

Oscar caught the books and looked at them with a look of amusement. Then he gave Lando a smirk. "You sure you are not secretly a fangirl, Norris?"

Lando rolled his eyes again. "Shut up."

"It's even the special edition with sprayed edges," Oscar teased.

"The internet would just love a picture of the two of you reading romance books," Max said drily.

"Go and text Pietra and I bet you that she has heard of these books as well," Oscar said drily. "Seasons of Fate is seemingly what every women between the ages of 20 and 30 is reading right now."

[shjiyemis]

Gamzee Analysis: Loss of Self

An analysis and theoretical understanding and explanation surrounding Gamzee's "mind control" and the repercussions of it.

(Note: I put "" around mind control because I think the term can be used loosely and the way I explain it here may not be everyones definition of it.)

(To clear up any possible confusion readers may get from this: I interchange between Lil Cal, LE (AKA Lord English), and Lil Cal/LE because Lil Cal is only a vessel of a weakened Lord English.)

UUUUGHHGG..... I get frustrated sometimes about Gamzee because I think people don't fully understand my interpretation of Gamzee since I think people picture a nice sweet fellow coming out of mind control when I explain my concepts, but it's more like:

"Gamzee was tricked and agreed to something that they couldn't comprehend as a weirdo brain-damaged child (but thought it'd be a good idea) and was under a heavy influence that made them unconscious to his own existence majority of the time (in and out of control of his own body/in my mind, similar to dissociation/, not having his own thoughts majority of the time, his mind getting scrambled as time goes on.) and when hes finally out of control he's just actually fucked up and is definitely different from how he used to be."

I believe that Gamzee would have hella neutral morals after getting out of control that can translate to how he was before Lil Cal but context is very different to his thoughts and words. Gamzee's a weirdo and no one likes him ("normal ppl" idk lol) but he's also the guy that if your weird and an outcast too, you'd get along with them off the bat. Definitely not evil but also not a goody two shoes, dudes just living with psychosis and the only thing holding him back from being a worse person is that he just doesn't want to be.

Also I'm adding to the mind control concept I talked about, because I believe that is also massively different from most interpretations.

I also just feels like it makes sense for when he was cut in half and why one half smiles and the other frowns. For me I interpret it in a "Gamzee's brain was still in the process of getting scrambled and he was only half gone at that point." We can even go into it scientifically.

Right brain that is more in charge of creativity and more spiritual thoughts, the right brain. And the other is more in charge of logical thought, left brain.

I think it really depends on which side YOU feel is supposed to represent The "real Gamzee" and "controlled Gamzee" but I see it as both having those aspects but one having more of the other.

A few understandings of how you can see this specific aspect: Right side could be going "Oh no it hurts." Or "Oh no I lose" and the left side could be "I'll find another way" or "Yay I'm dead".

So now for my explanation of my personal understanding of this.

For me, I've always seen the left side being in LE's control more than the right. Not just because of the smile but because just generally, I tend to use the left side of his face for symbolism since I headcanon Gamzee with a damaged left eye from Nepeta's scratches. I tend to use it to represent LE/Lil Cal's control or a SCAR from Lil Cal's control.

I think it also just generally makes sense that his logic would be under LE's control more than his creative and holistic side, that's the side that not only keeps him in his religious delusion but is probably useful for LE and is why that side (right side) gets sucked into LE in the first place!

(Another note: I did not forget about Aranea's mind control of Gamzee but I didn't include it because this is an analysis around LE's control and its effects. It also really depends on how you think her mind control affects people as well so it feels like something that needs another post. But hers is definitely presented as a more literal mind control that we are used to seeing in media.)

Will say this again. Everything written here is purely theoretical while also using canon to back stuff up. This isn't me claiming anything I'm saying is canon nor am I targeting other Gamzee interpretations out there (I do not like using any biases in these types of things) just sharing my personal understanding of stuff because I have yet to see anyone represent what I'm seeing in Gamzee's character. I hope you enjoyed reading!

If you need more explanation on certain things I said feel free to ask in replies!

[mywons]

❛ boyfriend!jungwon headcanons.

▸ ִֶָ tags [ boyfriend ] jungwon x reader, fluff + mentions of kissing + cute wonnie + just a happy relationship + mentions of petnames. warnings! && possible warning : very brief (2) mentions of marriage + mentions of jealousy / possessiveness. �� 0.6k words —

## HEADCANONS UNDER THE CUT !

won is very . . . loveable

he's super affectionate & loveydovey, he does any & everything to show how deep his love for you runs

dates with him are usually full of spontaneity. quick & fun picnics, a playful movie night with takeout

out of all of enhypen, i think jungwon is the second most type to date-to-marry (after mr. husband material park jongseong). so while he's very fun and playful, he's serious about you too

he wants you to know that he sees a future with you and if you don't see that with him, what's the point?

likes to keep polaroids of you scattered across his room's walls

collects the silliest little trinkets & souvenirs whenever the group goes someplace new, only to bring them back to you

the type of bf to text you at 3am and ask if you wanna raid the nearest corner store

kisses you very often. as a greeting, as a goodbye, as a reward, bc you look cute, he literally just loves kissing you

doesn't get jealous easily but so so so clingy when he does ,, will pull you towards him and refuse to let go

so so so so caring, smothers you with all the love in the world whenever you're feeling down :(

petnames include: lovey & pretty baby

likes to sleep with his head on your chest so that he can hear the rhythm of your heartbeat <3

definitely randomly calls you at all times of the day, just saying he misses you

^^ "i called you earlier why didn't you answer :(" "bc i'd literally just left your place" "so..????"

he's like ur MY lover u need to be attached to my hip at all times bc ur my baby !!!!!!

and he's so real for that honestly

i think he to an extent feels an overwhelming sense of protectiveness for you and because of that, he tends to overthink ab if even the smallest things he does are affecting you negatively

constantly making sure you're happy/content in your relationship, asking if there's anything else you'd like for him to do

he's just super careful with you

nd so supportive oh em gee !! if ur an idol like him, he's at every single show he can make it to. cheering you on, shouting "thats my baby 🫵"

if you're interested in smthn else/neither of you are idols, he's still definitely supporting you in whatever interest you have

constantly complimenting you and praising how your brain works. he admires everything about you

sometimes buys stuff in a bigger/smaller size so that he has an excuse to wear it and then give it to you

^^ "oh it doesn't really fit me so here you go :]" knowing damn well he just wants you to smell like him

definitely competitive when it comes to you. "oh yeah? well my lover can do this and this"

forever seeking any reasons to make you feel good about yourself

likes when you play with his hair after a long day or even sing to him, ironically.

really just enjoys the sound of your voice

would love to adopt a bunch of cats and grow old with you <3

never is the one to end any contact with you first. oh you guys are on the phone? better hang up first bc he isn't. won't even pull from a hug first, and would run out of oxygen if it meant keeping his lips on yours instead of resorting to pulling away

sees himself marrying you has thought about it plenty of times and voiced his ideas for the wedding, resulting in teasing from the members

eats ingredients out of your food that he knows you don't enjoy so you won't have to pick the pieces out !!

likes being called honey

need him to be my boyfriend immediately

mywons © 2023 ## please do not plagiarize my works.

[blood-red-hummingbee]

Okay, hear me out...

I ranked the TWST boys based on how compatible we'd be in a relationship :]

I AM NOT DUMPING ON THESE CHARACTERS, I AM SIMPLY JUDGING HOW COMPATIBLE WE'D BE

Explanations for why under the cut! ('Meh' not included cus they're the ones I didn't see anything particularly right or wrong with them)

Riddle: He's one of my favorite characters actually, but the guy's got some shit to work through, and I don't think I (or either of my Yuus) would be the best to help him through his healing

Deuce: Look, the guy is a sweetheart and despite the boneheaded things he does sometimes, he's pretty smart!

Trey: Domesticity is appealing, and he's a baker. 'Nuff said tbh. (Genuinely though, he's great)

Leona: I've joked about LeoRose before, and I called it cursed for a reason. We're kinda like oil and water, everything near us would burn in our wake

Jack: ... Do I even need to say anything at all? I mean, I will if you want me to ig-

Azul: I've said how personality swapped Rose is similar to Azul in many ways, and everyone knows the best reverse personality AUs aren't really making everything about the character opposite, but exploring what would've happened if they'd made all different choices in the face of their traumas, then transplanting them into the main timeline. Me (/Rose) and Azul would bring out the worst in each other, and it wouldn't be good for either of us, or other people.

Jade: In retrospect, it might not be bad, cus calm hikes looking for mushrooms and little lizards and stuff... it could be nice...

Floyd: Cats and dogs, methinks. Opposing chaotic vibes would be too much for everyone around. Not to mention the sheer lack of responsibility together TvT WE CAN'T BOTH BE (KINDA) CARELESS

KALIM WAS NOT INCLUDED BECAUSE I LITERALLY CANNOT PICTURE ME AND HIM THAT WAY, I'M SORRY, HE'S JUST TOO LITTLE BROTHER

Jamil: Again, nothing objectively wrong with him, but someone close to me hurt me, and she acted just like him, so even though the way he behaves is way more justified by circumstance, it still ticks me off, and that's not the best foundation for a relationship

Epel: We would have the best fun ever, so much, and visiting his hometown and getting nice warm apple cider together... nice...

Idia: Pretty much the same as Riddle, he's one of my favorites, but he's got some things to work through, not to mention the way our unhealthy weeby habits would only feed into and encourage each other

ORTHO IS ALSO NOT ON THIS LIST FOR OBVIOUS REASONS

Malleus: I had previously thought my type was rugged tsunderes/antiheroes, and that I'd never like an ikemen. I was wrong, Malleus is so babygirl

LILIA IS NOT ON THIS LIST AS HE IS OLDER THAN ME BY A GAZILLION YEARS BOTH PHYSICALLY AND MENTALLY (HE IS ONE OF MY FAVORITES THO)

Sebek: I ain't one to judge fangirl habits but like, if he takes a chill pill, we can definitely kick it (plus, my guy has some nice arms, he could prolly pick me up...)

[lunadook]

I just hyperfixated for four days and played through all the routes in Mice Tea and wanna put my thoughts somewhere so under the fold (spoilers for literally everything obvs)

Ok so like, I don't play VNs and I don't generally play like, pornographic games? But this one was different for me for some reason? and I'm so glad it was.

There's basically something for everyone in terms of how the stories play out, how the kinks play out (and the accessibility features to cut out those scenes if you don't want them, or if you want prior content warnings about what's about to happen) and that's something I think there really needs to be more of in general? I didn't end up using either accessibility option because I had a general idea of what was going to show up and was OK not knowing when or what exactly but it was always nice to know they were there

Oh my god the body positivity in like, every route I feel like? It's maybe a little weaker in some compared to others but Margaret gets to have people be like "actually being curvy and a bit chubby is like, hot" and that's doing something for me and my personal identification with my body and it's just something I didn't expect but like it's welcomed? thank you game <3

If you must know my fav routes (assuming full routes, no bad ends or alt ends) it's Sylvia, then Gavin or Felicia like basically matched, then Julie; Sorry to all Julie fans

The sylvia full end in particular gets me IDK it's just like I love maggie and I love sylvia and they're so good together and like also MINK?????????? oh my god I just remembered I have the fucking HOTS for Maggie Mink hhhhhhhhhhhhh god MORE FURRY STUFF NEEDS TO INCLUDE HOT MUSTELOIDA WOMEN if your furry porn game doesn't have a musteloida character I am personally going to be mildly sad

oh and felicia is a darling but we all already knew that right like I could just say the same stuff everyone else has said but like she's just good and I love how everything happens to her regardless of ending (and Portia is hilarious)

oh also cat Margaret is also just like super good we love her

Also like IDK it's just like wow this game hot women (and the straight guy I guess) a 💜 i love all the hot women (gavin also counts as a hot woman)

basically:

[weepingchronicles]

platonic yandere best friend headcanons

a/n: hi everyone :) im working on requests but it might take awhile since I've been busy. I just wanted to do this short lil post since I had the idea tw/cw: yandere behavior, stalker behavior, taking of ones belongings?

Platonic yandere friends are so special to me since they toe the line of what's normal in a friendship but are able to get away with more, I feel like? You share everything with your friends, your deep thoughts, your inner self that even your s/o and parents don't know about.

Partly I believe this is because they're your equals and you just feel more comfortable sharing stuff like that because your parents are more authority figures and sharing everything with your s/o might be embarrassing, at least to me.

You become very close with your new friend, to the point you don't even remember how you guys met and became so close. I think yandere best friend easily weasels their way into your life, gaining personal information that you've never told anyone before, yet told them.

Stuff like this creates a very tight bond, when you share trauma and embarrassing things you feel like you've known yandere best friend your whole life

And everything is great, until...

For the purpose of this post, let's say you have other friends, maybe not as close as yandere best friend but friends nonetheless! Yandere best friend is tolerant of your other friends, maybe even friends with them too, but all of that friendliness disappears if they feel threatened in the position as YOUR one best friend.

It starts off as nitpicking, waiting for them to mess up somehow.

Wow, they canceled on you that one time? That's rude. They don't invite you to everything and everywhere they go!? That is so shady!

Once they truly mess up somehow, coincidental or not, yandere best friend tells you to cut them off. Which you do, because they're your best friend! They're just looking out for you.

Yandere best friend is very possessive and protective of you! They might be the 'mom friend' but literally only for you. They even carry a separate bag for you in case anything happens.

You get hurt? Here's a band aid. Forgot perfume or need any makeup? They got you, even your favorite brands, of course they know what products you use, they're your best friend! (Totally didn't take pictures of everything you use to buy later on.)

They insist on always paying for you! Probably even makes a list on things you randomly mention you want just for them to gift you it on your birthday or Christmas. They don't expect anything in return but it's so difficult when they go all out for you and you got them a couple gifts. (They treasure it more than anything.)

If for some reason they don't have enough money to buy you dinner or something, they get insanely embarrassed!

One thing they do take advantage of, though, is your home. Specifically your bedroom. It is such a safe space for them, they swear they sleep better when you're right next to them. They often come over whenever you're there(or not) even if it's just to laze around and scroll on your phones. You probably even gift them a key to your house since they come over all the time.

They want you to have a very specific view on them. This may include coming from an abusive home which makes you let them over to your house often, wanting it to be a safe space for them. Whether it's true or not, they can't lie that it benefits them!

People often mistake you for a couple, whether you're same-sex or not. You find it uncomfortable but yandere best friend doesn't mind!

I mean, are you even really friends if people don't assume you're together?

Not to say yandere best friend has feelings for you, it's just that they don't care? All they want is you, if you gain romantic feelings for them they'll even be in a relationship with you, afraid that if they reject your bond will break.

If you get together with someone else though they'll be insanely protective. They don't think anyone is good enough for you and will poke and prod at your s/o, trying to find any flaws they can.

The most annoying behavior is probably their clinginess, when they're not with you they often text or facetime. They like facetime better or calling since they get worried over text. (what if you're secretly mad at them cause you responded with 'k' instead of "okay!!"?)

They get INSANELY worried if you don't respond or call them back. First, they spam you with calls, messages, even debating to call the police. They decide to check your house, using their keys to your home.

If you're still not home, they have no choice but to wait on you, the worry and anxiety turning into anger. Why the fuck aren't you responding!?

You come home after your busy day and go into your room.

Right as you turn the lights on is yandere best friend there going all like "what are you doing? where were you??" and you literally almost died from a heart attack.

It's super annoying to constantly check your phone in case your friend is worried about you over a "gut feeling" they had. You think about taking back the keys you gave them but they already made tons of multiples

All in all, just go along with everything they say and it'll be fine. They are less deranged than romantic yanderes as they probably won't kill for you. They prefer manipulation and sneaking around to get what they want, but killing people for you... they definitely would- but the job is much easier if you already think everyone is out to get you or toxic- other than your best friend of course!

A unique thing about yandere best friend is that if something major happens the friendship might not last. It turns into their dark obsessed enemies situation. They hate how your friendship ended whether it was your fault or theirs(most likely) but they still can't shake off their obsession towards you. They become much more secretive and manipulative and mean. They keep tabs on you however they can if they can't physically be around you. Whether that's social media or just plan ol' stalking your schedule. They remove all your friends by starting rumors or talking badly about you, you have no one.

Finally you break, guilt and loneliness overcoming you to the point where you apologize to yandere best friend and hope to rekindle your friendship whether it was your fault or not that it had ended.

Of course, they forgive you! But don't expect it to come without consequences, they are much meaner to you and keep a closer eye. If they suspect you distancing from their grip again, they don't beg and sob for your friendship like before- instead forcing you into their grasp, who else will be your friend except for them?

They guilt and humiliate you all in the means of you being beside them, and cuz it feels good to punish you for even trying to leave their side.

They are much more clingy and touchy, wanting to make up for lost time spent apart.

You better pinkie promise your loyalty because they are not letting go of you ever.

[xeno828]

I'm actually a dumbass!!!

All this time with the creators saying the next shows are gonna be spin offs / continuations of the stories, just not specifically centered around the Arcane. This whole ass time my brain was thinking this meant it was only gonna be following the new LoL characters they'd introduce in these shows, S2 ends and I end up thinking it's only gonna be following Mel and Jinx (the latter probably as more of a background character).

After someone asked Christian if we'd be seeing more of Cait and Vi again and he said "Duh!" I got excited as hell cus it meant they're story isn't over, even if they only show up as background characters.

I just saw a post on X of someone saying "Can't wait for the CaitVi spinoff"

........my brain has only JUST clocked, future spinoff shows that follow new stories with new characters can VERY well mean a CaitVi centered spin off is 100% a possibility!

They said the new shows will explore places like Ionia, Demacia, and Noxus, but they NEVER said it will ONLY be those places shown. Meaning we can 100% end up back in Piltover and Zaun, especially since there are so many champions based there that haven't been explored yet. Oriana's story has only just begun, and it would make SO much sense as to why a lot of people feel like Cait, Vi and even Ekko and Sevika didn't have clean cut endings. ITS CUS THEY DIDN'T!!! Their stories aren't over yet! We all heard spinoff and thought it meant we had to say goodbye to half these characters. No one had ever said that's actually the case, we were just assuming.

So now my brain is picturing this.

1 show following Mel in Noxus, including the Black Rose, exploring characters like Swain and LeBlanc. This probably also feeds into a storyline with the invasion of Ionia, exploring some of those LoL characters.

Then another show introducing Demacia, with characters like Lux and Garen. This one I picture including Jinx meeting Lux, 2 people in hiding in different ways for different reasons and becoming friends (or more if they decide to go that route even after TimeBomb?!) I am positive there'll be something between the 2 cus so much LoL stuff have them at least knowing each other.

And then picture another show either based on or including Piltover and Zaun, exploring more of those champions and the story happening with Oriana. Getting to see Caitlyn and Vi acting more as their LoL counterparts as partners and Cait as Sheriff of Piltover - especially as Caitlyn never actually hit that role, like everyone else in Arcane went through their official LoL titles at some point during the show. Ekko became the Boy Saviour/The Boy Who Shattered Time, Vi became The Enforcer, Jinx became The Loose Cannon, Warwick, Singed, Heimerdinger, Jayce, Viktor, they literally ALL became and were referenced in show by their LoL titles. But Caitlyn just shot straight from Enforcer to Commander, she never actually became Sheriff, BUT now that the council is back and she gave Sevika her seat it would make sense for her to become Sheriff. (I'll admit this might be me being pedantic but you can't tell me that every character being called out in the show by their title except her doesn't mean something!)

Maybe they go cracking down on Singed after everything he did? (Not sure about that last one ngl) Exploring how Sevika is doing on the council, what Ekko is up to now? Is he looking for Jinx? We know Caitlyn is sus of Jinx being alive, does she investigate this for Vi's sake? (Also unsure if they'd go along the lines of yet another Cait hunting for Jinx plot, it might be for very different reasons this time but even that's a bit repetitive for me!)

ANYWAY!! Everyone saying "oh they didn't have a good ending" YEAH NO SHIT!!!! That's cus it ain't over!

I can't believe it didn't even occur to me that their stories would continue, even though we've had so much to indicate that they could!!! The ARCANE focused plotline is over, but that doesn't mean these characters are done.

I don't know who needs to hear this but if this only JUST clicked for me then I thought I'd give others who also didn't know this some hope.

WE WILL SEE CAITVI, EKKO AND SEVIKA AGAIN, I BET MY KIDNEYS ON THIS!!!!!!!

[thedeliverygod]

The Final Chapter of Noragami

I'll start off by saying no matter what, this is my favorite manga/anime series. It'll always be near and dear to my heart. And thank you again to @fast-moon who has put so much time in effort into this series so that we would be able to read it in English ASAP.

But here are my honest thoughts, below the cut

There are far too many open ends. As a writer and a fan, I get that it's good to leave things pretty open ended and give fans a chance to explore possibilities. But there was too much here.

Something that struck me during my read of the translation (as I read the raws about an hour beforehand) was the absence of Nana. Arahabaki and Shiho are at the hanami, why not her? Especially since she's got a bond with Bishamon as well.

Is Nora just a free agent, doing whatever she wants? We see that Yukine still has his Hagusa name, so clearly she would still have Mizuchi. And we know Yato can't re-name her. Does she spend time with Yato and Yukine at Kofuku's house? Is she Yato's secret agent in watching over Hiyori? lol

Kazuma is the only one (aside from Nana) who survived the God's Greatest Secret without being named with the koto no ha. How is he dealing with it? Is he also having nightmares like Yukine?

Yato being 'saved' by going viral is a bit dumb especially because the posts are like "wow this guy is doing like a 10 year old meme lame" etc so it didn't seem like it should have blown up much anyway? and he also says no one actually remembers 'him'/uses his name just Teke-Teke so how does that... actually help Yato? Granted he didn't die and he has a smartphone now but I feel like he would... actually have to really be acknowledged to get money and have a shrine other than Hiyori's shrine (which btw what happened to THE DAMN SHRINE??? its on the cover but the chapter??? absent)

"I'll give you all of me" and dramatic crying/kiss but then Yato just seems so... detached. granted I KNOW it's because of the near shore/far shore and he doesn't want to endanger her again and just looks over her and it's a trope that's been in a million fanfics including mine but it just feels so off and bluh to NOT GET ANY RESOLUTION OTHER THAN HIYORI JUST RECOGNIZING HIM and then a line in the journal about how he tried to play it off.

I can't even think of everything tbh there's just a lot I want answered that wasn't...

I would say the best part of this chapter was the stuff about Fujisaki. It finally answered that he was 'born' with Father present inside of him and they kind of switched back and forth. Although again that leaves the question of how much was Fujisaki and how much was Father in terms of hitting on Hiyori/how much did Fujisaki know about Father's antics. I also love that Yato still hates him anyway even without Father LOL

lastly father was this giant cataclysmic force in Yato's life for literally over a thousand years and he's finally free. and we really get no reaction in regards to that. And that is especially disappointing when it's a major theme of the manga as a whole, you know?

idk that's my piece for now. I'm sure I'll have more to say in the coming days/weeks/months/etc but I hope and pray there's maybe any sort of small addition to the tankobon release.

it did mention "please look forward to adachitoka's next work" but I think that was just like a publishing nicety. I think noragami's ending was rushed due to their ongoing health problem and/or pressure from the publishers and I honestly don't see them coming out with a new series any time soon.

[noellevanious]

Oh yeah, thoughts since I finished the main storymode on Hard for Hi-fi Rush:

If you like Stylish Action/3D action games at all (think DMC, Bayonetta, even God Hand), it's an easy recommend.

Lots of rambling that I might turn into a review/essay below the cut:

Gameplay is almost perfect. Seriously might be my favorite Stylish action game. I mentioned it before but the added rhythm adds a beautiful layer that other games lacked, where it felt like every fight was challenging, even when I knew how to optimize my movement and tools.

Story is incredibly basic with almost no twist, which kind of surprised me. It's got the same story beats as No Straight Roads (which IMO does everything EXCEPT the gameplay better), but with a lot less spice. Not necessarily a bad thing (everything else was basically perfect), but I'll be interested to see what they do for a plot, should they actually make the sequel.

Characters/Non-story writing is fine. Perfectly serviceable. I appreciate how they didn't have any hinted love interest stuff, outside the one lesbian moment when Korsica complimented Peppermint. I wasn't a fan of Zanzo just being "Remember THIS Jojo moment??" though (though I enjoyed how they included the Golden Wind punch panel).

Voice-acting was whatever. I like Sungwon Cho but he didn't fit as the character he played, and everybody else just felt kinda bland, nobody's delivery really stood out to me outside of Korsica's Irish accent.

All of the above "Meh"/"whatever"s are purely from a #Critic perspective though - they didn't hamper the fun I had with the core game at all.

Look below for a FULL gameplay ramble where I nitpick Basically Everything I can think of:

Over-reliance on your Buddy assists (the game's version of alternate and ranged weapons) later in the game gets rough, especially against the last few bosses.

It may just have been because of playing on Hard, but there were almost NO health drops whatsoever. The two Health tank upgrades I got were completely useless for my entire playthrough.

but these levels are fucking MARATHONS, each level was 30 minutes minimum.

Most of the fights after the first half of the game were just me waiting in back for my Buddy cooldowns (which are mercifully short outside of Macaron) to deal with the RPS enemy shields/Super Armor/Tough Guy effects.

I REALLY dislike that Chai has NO super armor whatsoever. It's already odd (DMC has it for weaker enemy damage in general), but in a game where rhythm is key, and you can get knocked out of combos from literally any damage, with limited parry inputs (due to the Rhythm beat design, attacks and parries technically HAVE to come out around the same frame, so if you're in a specific animation, it's hard to parry in time).

Those two facts combined meant I couldn't really do any cool combos, because the ones that aren't just "Mash light attack" weren't realistic. I can't keep enemies stunned/in place most of the time, so I relied on Super moves/Devil Triggers/whatever to actually waveclear at all. Bosses were a no-go on trying to Dante 1v1 unless I knew all of their moves already, because I'd take 20% damage from their single attack if I missed the parry, and they'd take scratch damage no matter what I did.

In my head, Chai should've have a sort of rechargable Super armor shield (think Halo's rechargable shield), where as long as he has some shield, he'll also have Super armor and can't be knocked out of animations outside of certain attacks (IE certain boss attacks). This would mean I could actually try the cooler/more specific combos and experiment a bit more.

Also, just like in DMC Devil May Cry's Special Edition, the RPS Buddy shields should've just been damage reductions until removed, instead of second health bars/actual damage blockers.

Platforming was basic as hell, and there was never a case of "This is a challenging and interesting platforming section", but they used them well for lore/exposition/breathers between big fights.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for saying tomy dad he doesn't knows how to use the damn washing machine?

🎣 So I can find it later

Me (transmasc, 25) live with my parents. This is something they suggested me after I had a breakup with someone abusive, before someone jumps at my neck for living with them, immediately voting that I am the asshole. No they don't respect either my name or my pronouns, that's how bad the relationship was. I also pay a fixed amount per month that's about half of my salary+do more complex house chores. This was a while ago when mom had just given birth.

My dad is pretty big at fishing, and gets his fishing clothes pretty dirty. Fishy smell, dirt, grass, dirty water, you know the drill. Fishes a shitton of fishes and sell it for some extra money. I think it's important to mention his salary isn't bad, it's actually about 7 times the minimum wage here, he just spends in a lot of stuff he doesn't needs like getting a lot of toys for the younger sibling, a lot of fishing material he doesn't uses, paying for bills he made back when he exchanged our house for a farm and then got absolutely ridden in debt from farm expenses because he thought everything would be perfect like in those farm movies. And then had to exchange the farm again in a worse house and still pay back some money, getting pets he can't pay for the expenses like about 15-20 native birds (that are illegal btw) and canaries that cost some real money because they eat specialized food and fresh fruit+medicine. I think it's also important to mention that when I was younger my mom and him fought at least one time per month about his fishing habits that were like, leave on Friday and coke back either sunday night or monday morning. Now they're much more tamer usually capping off at one day, but still are frequent, like at least one time per week.

Now to the real deal: mom always washes his clothes, but in this specific time I was doing laundry because she just was cut open with a C-section to have the twins because of an emergency with the babies .Twins weren't home yet but it was not like she could do anything, so I was doing laundry, organizing my siblings chores (15F, 13M, 4F), taking care of the younger one, unfortunately overwhelmed from being the mom. And dad just leaves to fishing every weekend like it's no biggie and leaves their children to just fend for themselves I guess if I wasn't here. So I am making food, making chores and all of that, real mama chores including dealing with the very moody 4yo that isn't happy dad isn't home and mom can't get out of the bed and cried from about anything that mildly inconveniences her.

Then he comes home from fishing and tuck his dirty clothes god knows where, and one week later finds it again and starts bitching about how no one washed his fishing outfit and I, very tired, very overwhelmed and very stressed, say to him "why, don't you know how to use the damn washing machine?" And he gets like, really offended and says he won't even answer me do he won't offend me, and in my tired state I just answer that all he needs to do is to throw it there with soap and turn it on, he could do that and he gets more mad and storms off to fish (again yes, leaving my mom with basically a recovering surgery with the kids.)

Another detail is that a year before he did the same thing but mom had left for some christian stuff for two weeks, and when I asked him if he could load the washing machine so I could finish fixing lunch, he told me he didn't know how to use it and I taught him. He's 45. It's one of those washing machines with literally everything written on them on how to use.

I also should clarify that he's not mentally disabled or physically disabled, if the fishing trips weren't enough clue for his overall wellness. Mom acted as I should bend to his will and just washes the clothes because it's not worth fighting. My 15yo sister is with me because he makes her clean the sink he uses to clean the fishes every time he fishes. Mom is mad at both of us because we're tearing this family apart and we should just accept dad as he is and do what he says.

Tldr: AITA for asking my dad if he doesn't knows how to do the laundry even after I taught him to do so?

What are these acronyms?

[crazy-pages]

This Stuff Sinks In Deep

So I was talking to my mother the other day.

She's a therapist, one of her specialties is eating disorders. She's been doing this since literally before eating disorder certifications were a thing with the APA. She got into it because she had anorexia herself and was helped by therapy. And I think maybe she's developed orthorexia in spite of overcoming that, as age has started to affect her body. She's considered to be one of the best eating disorder therapists in my hometown, a city with one of the highest per capita concentration of psychologists in the US and also one of thinnest, which is relevant here.

Well when we were talking, she mentioned anorexia's BMI criteria. (And yeah she knows BMI is an absurdity of a metric, but she was not questioning the concept of anorexia having a fat-related criteria.)

So I laughed and said, "Hah, the best criteria for anorexia, the criteria which makes the majority of anorexia 'atypical'."

And this is where things get sad.

Because I'm up to date on 'atypical' anorexia research. How the majority of anorexics actually do not meet the BMI criteria and are therefore considered 'atypical', but nevertheless experience the same behavioral symptoms, thought patterns, health consequences (including the cardiovascular and bone stuff that sticks with you), morbidity correlations, mortality rates, etc. I'm even familiar with the research of someone living in the area near my mother, on how atypical anorexics have worse outcomes actually, because of massively delayed treatment (on the order of years). Because, you know. I'm a research scientist and I grew up cutting my teeth on my mom's psych research journals. And I listen to Maintenance Phase which is how I learned about the researcher near her (hey sometimes pop culture science is how you find sources). And you know. It's my mom's thing and she's important to me. Of course I still keep up with this stuff.

And my mom said, "What?"

"You know. 'Atypical' anorexia? The majority of actual anorexia cases? People who meet every other criteria but just don't reach the supposed BMI threshold? Have the same symptoms? 'Atypical' anorexia? Why what do you call it?" (I assumed she had some less nonsense term for it than 'atypical' anorexia, so atypical anorexia didn't immediately register for her.)

"What?"

"The ... the diagnosis? Atypical anorexia? Same exact diagnostic criteria and presentation as anorexia nervosa except for the BMI criteria? Same health outcomes? Sufferers experience additional difficulties seeking treatment?" (She's my mom, she was just having a brain fart about the term. I learned everything I know about anorexia from her. Right?)

"Uh, are you talking about one of those new agey disorders people sometimes throw around, that's not in the DSM 5? Those aren't necessarily reliable you know. I think you're thinking of binge eating."

"What?! Mom, no, no no no. Atypical anorexia nervosa. Same symptoms, but the person has a higher minimum weight before the body stops losing mass. Or you know, shuts down and dies."

"Sweetie I don't think that's a real thing. That's not in the DSM, at the very least."

"?!?!?!?!" (Maybe she's right, there's sometimes bias against the inclusion of disorders which bring focus to systemic medical malpractice.)

*ten seconds of internet search later*

"Uhhh, no mom. It's right there. In the DSM 5 for 11 years now. Atypical anorexia nervosa. More people have it than 'typical' anorexia nervosa. It's the most common presentation of the disease you specialize in?" (at this point my voice was getting kind of thin and reedy)

And my mom just. Had no idea. Didn't really want to hear it either. I pulled sources. Got her to pull up the DSM definition for herself. But she stayed wedded to the idea that anorexia is defined by weight and that someone with an eating disorder who didn't hit the anorexic threshold (or wasn't on their way there) must be something other than anorexic. They must be periodically binging, or that it was a way to describe temporary disordered dieting or-

My mom's helped a lot of people with anorexia over the years.

After that call I ended up staring at the ceiling and wondering how many people with it she's hurt, because she thought they couldn't have anorexia. How many of her own clients might be in the population sample of that local researcher who investigated the harms done to 'atypical' anorexics by a medical system that refuses to recognize their symptoms.

There's the obvious and brutal story here, about how deep fatphobia goes in medicine, even among those who heal its consequences. But also...

To my friends? If we're ever talking and you realize I'm stuck in mental rut like this, fixated on some old conception of something, just ... I dunno. Say "red light". That'll be the signal for me to shut the fuck up and treat whatever you're about to say really seriously, with the assumption I have gone terribly astray.

[naughtygirl286]

So here it is all the Deadpool & Wolverine In Theater merch we picked up before going to see the movie as I mentioned in the preview post at the first of August which you can see here I picked up everything opening night and was hoping to see the movie and post everything before we left on vacation but sadly that didn't happen thanks to a situation we had to deal with before going away which kinda sucked. So we didn't get to see the movie until we were actually away. So…all this was left sitting on the kitchen counter for a month until we got home. There is alot of stuff so we are going to start with the cups I think being there is plenty of them.

here first is the standard cup its the usual plastic cup but this is one of the bigger ones its like 44oz which is like over a Liter. it has a split face image on one side is Wolverine and the other Deadpool and under neath is the movies title. on the back is Deadpool's sword locked into wolverines claws Also it is again one of those shiny super smooth cups that has that photo finish on it. They had a few different toppers including a more funny Deadpool one similar to what came with Deadpool two cup but I thought it would be better to get the wolverine one.

Next they had a couple of Premium cups one for Deadpool and one for Wolverine They are alike a hard molded plastic that feels kinda rubbery. The detail on them is extremely nice the Deadpool cup is textured to I believe simulate the texture of his suit.

As for the Wolverine one it is similar to the Deadpool one. It is also hard molded plastic and has that kinda rubbery feel to it. His texture is a bit different and is more of a textured spandexy feel to it which I think goes back to the line in the first X-Men movie where Cyclops mentions "Yellow spandex" These didn't have toppers being they are more like a "character cup" type of thing and they both have the name of their character on the back of the cup with the movies title. They don't have a size marked on the bottom of them but they are about the size of the usual regular cups we get which is about 320z (which is like 946ml or so?)

Next is what we have been calling "Drink Buddies" they they of course had one for both Deadpool and Wolverine we first seen cups like these at Scream 6 but these ones are different then that. They are a kinda soft plastic body and on the front they have like these like cut out textured rubbery pieces it gives them an almost 3D look to them These ones are about the same size as the Scream one. He is not really big he is like 6 and a half inches tall and 5 inches wide. it doesn’t say how much can fit in him. They have the movie title on the back of them and they both came with this floppy rubbery Silicone straw the two of them have different expression Wolverine has a serious scowl where Deadpool has more of a cheeky smirk Wolverine

Deadpool

Now as for buckets we did have a few choices The first one is the standard metal popcorn bucket. its just a smooth mettle bucket its not stamped or embossed. and much like the standard cup its split between the two characters with a split face image on one side is Wolverine and the other Deadpool with the movies title underneath. Now on the Wolverine side you have him pictured in a fight ready battle stance and on the Deadpool side you have him pictured being very flamboyant doing what looks like some type of Ballet move.

As for the premium buckets we didn't get the crazy "designed by Deadpool" bucket here we got 2 different ones first up was the Wolverine cowl bucket its a really cool recreation of the mask that he finally wears in the movie the detail is really good and the plastic is of course textured to recreate the texture of the suit in the movie.

and secondly we we got the popcorn bucket that looks like the character of "Headpool" the zombified flying head of the Deadpool Corps the detail on this bucket is kind of insane It comes with a stand you have to put him on and the jaw is of course moveable the torn mask of course is textured to recreate the texture of the suit. the ripped pieces that hang down are rubbery and ads to the craziness of this bucket.

so there you have it all the Deadpool & Wolverine In Theater merch we picked up.

[saltyyuuri]

Brimstone x fem!Reader

🌴take a break🌴

Song: I ain't worried, OneRepublic

words: 4500 ish

Warnings: none (other than very fluff)

Note: first Brimstone fic! Pls enjoy 😌 also, fun fact, I literally went to double check some info on one of the locations mentioned in the fic 😂 I've been to the place a few times before but I still couldn't remember for the life of me if you're supposed to see the sunrise or sunset from that spot-

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He pushed open the door to the main office, not bothering to knock or even announce your presence, simply just pushing open the heavy wood door, leaning in the doorway with your arms crossed as you looked over to the protocol leader- the top workaholic in Valorant protocol- Brimstone. He looked up at you with his brows furrowed, biting back any comments he was about to make on the spot, but still giving quite the disapproving look.

"Don't give me that look." You told him sternly, raising one of your brows from your slightly indifferent look on your face. "Honey, listen, I'm really busy...-" Brimstone started to say before he got abruptly cut off. "Well lucky you, I dragged along two of your favorite agents to take over, because you're coming on a vacation."

And there was a pause for a few moments where Brimstone seem to be processing what you said, putting down his pen for a moment. "Honey, I can't just drop everything, like I need to explain to them what to do and what plans there is and-..." "Done, done and done. Should I remind you you gave me a key to your office? Plus you write absolutely everything down on post-its and notebooks. Took me about an evening but I figured it out."

You push yourself out of the doorway, waving your hand slightly in the air as if waving away his concerns, taking a few steps towards him over speaking up again. "I already talked to Sova and Sage. Sova it's going to take care of planning the missions and strategizing, Sage is going to take care of doing anything paperwork." You briefly explained as you made your way towards his desk.

You reached out and gently shut the notebook he was writing in, the pen he was using getting shut in there too. Brimstone was just looking at you in slight shock, wondering when you have the time to even plan all of this, and how he hasn't noticed that you were doing all of this right under his nose. "Now, Darling, I also have your suitcase packed, your carry-on packed, two tickets for an all-inclusive for 2 weeks, including the drink package, two planned excursions and first-class seats in the plane." You continued to explain to him, laying your plan bare for the vacation time that you wanted him to have- which he really desperately needed whether he admitted it or not.

Brimstone definitely sat in silence for some extra seconds, his eyes wide in Surprise. He knew you were good at hiding plans- and also making plans- but he never would have thought you would have went as far as thinking through everything before he could even ask. A smile crept up on his face, his hands finally lifting off his desk and away from his stuff, leaning back in the office chair. "Well... You definitely planned everything huh-" he said with a small chuckle.

"Yes, I did. Also, the car is already packed to head to the airport, the flight takes off in about 4 hours." You said a little bit sheepishly- you purposely waited to tell him last second so that he wouldn't really get a choice to say yes, because you knew he would not want to waste the money for that vacation. But at least he said yes, so you wouldn't have to deal with him being grouchy for a day or two.

"4- ... We need to leave now, the airport is an hour drive! And the time to pass the customs, get through duty free and all that stuff..." Brimstone said as he got up from his desk, moving with new found energy. It didn't even take him a minute before his hand locked itself on your arm and dragged you out of his office, already heading straight to the parking garage for Valorant protocol.

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By the next day, You were in Cancun, Mexico. You had picked out a resort called the Grand Oasis Hotel, it was a very big resort with 5 Hotel buildings, three pools stretching out across the resort and over 40 restaurants to try. The place had a lot of life to it, no matter where you went, it was either relaxation or a party, no worries in the world.

You had gotten a hotel room with a balcony facing the beach, on the 5th floor of one of the buildings. You absolutely loved it- because now you could actually enjoy that little Pinterest moment where you woke up in the morning, made you two coffee and sipped it slowly sitting on the balcony while listening to the waves, looking over the sunrise, peeking over the ocean, reflecting on the waves.

The glass sliding door to your hotel room was open, the smell of salty air was invading the hotel room, but you didn't care. You were sitting on the balcony on one of the provided chairs, your coffee resting on the table as you simply relaxed in your chair. It was only 5: 30 in the morning, it was already a habit of yours to be up very early for work, so it felt natural at this point. Besides you, Brimstone, who had dragged himself out of bed a few moments after you, finally sat down, looking at the second cup of coffee you had left on the coffee table.

"Mornin' Liam." You hummed out softly, taking a sip of your coffee. You are currently just in your bathrobe, loosely tied. You couldn't care less for it not to be properly placed or tied, you were on the 5th floor. And I was so early in the morning, no one would see it anyways. Your fluffy robe slid off one of your shoulders slightly when you took another sip of coffee, and once again you didn't care much about it.

Brimstone took a moment to take his first sip of coffee, currently only wearing a white T-shirt and some boxer briefs. He also took a good deep breath of the morning air, definitely very different from back at home. "Morning, darling." Brimstone mumbled out as he relaxed into the chair on the balcony, shutting his eyes for a moment as he just enjoyed the sound of the waves and the humid, salty air.

When he opened his eyes again, he turned to look at you. He finally took notice of the very loosely put on robe, a small smirk forming on his face. "Hun, I know getting dressed in the morning is a bit hard- but any looser than that and you may as well just go nude." Brimstone said amusedly as he gestured your robe with a small chuckle. "Hmm... You'd love that view." You said with a small giggle on your end, holding your mug with two hands.

"You bare and the Mexico sunrise? Damn right I'd love that." Brimstone said again with a chuckle, taking another sip of coffee, his senses slowly getting fully awakened. You finished your own coffee, watching as the Sun slowly started peeking a bit higher. There was gradients of light blue, pink, light orange and pastel yellow, all reflecting on the surface of the ocean, the colors moving along to the rhythm of the waves.

You finally stood up, taking a step to go lean on the railing- it was a very sturdy one, half of it was essentially cement, then the railing part itself was a painted over metal pipe that was pretty thick. If one thing was sure is that if you leaned on it, you knew damn well it was not going to break. You were facing Brimstone, a smirk forming on your face as your hands reached down to the belt of the robe.

Brimstone raised a brow, a look of anticipation on his face. "Well well, guess I'm getting spoiled on vacation."

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As the days went on, You two were slowly getting to profit fully of your vacation; trying different foods every night from all the included restaurants, getting your fair share of drinks and enjoying the nightlife in the city nearby - taking a trip to Havana club specifically - and also enjoying the activities around the hotel.

Everyday there was something new, there was a theater piece that was often played in the main building of the hotel, sometimes fire shows or even music shows; and around the resort during the day there was always new activities. Sometimes they put up a slack line over a pool for people to have fun on, they had one of those big air bubbles to walk on the water with, they had beach volleyball tournaments, sometimes they had entertainer employees dress up in different costumes to do little shows around the resort, and of course there was the photographs with their tropical animals offering a ton of pictures.

There wasn't one boring day, always something to do. And you even had two excursions planned- the first one coming up today actually. This one was a driving in sea, not too far off the coast but far enough to be able to see some of the ocean wildlife.

You and Brimstone got geared up, looking a little childish because you kept teasing him about how his wetsuit was almost too small for him. The man was built like a bear, and the biggest wetsuit they had available was clinging to him like Saran wrap - any tighter would you be able to count the hairs on his body.

"Stop giggling (Y-N), people are staring-" Brimstone said in a slightly scolding tone, his cheeks of it pink because he was well aware of what he looked like in the wetsuit. "Liam, they're staring at you sweetheart-" you said with another giggle, shamelessly looking him up and down. You even jokingly tried to get a peek at his butt- to which he immediately put his hand on your head to turn it back towards the instructor who was trying to explain how to do the dive properly.

When everything was done explaining and everyone was getting into place, you once again shamelessly stared at Brimstone, at this point he just gave up and let out a sigh, shaking his head. "You are incorrigible." He mumbled out, pinching the bridge of his nose. "And you're hot as fuck-" "Language, (Y-N). We're in public."

You giggled once again as you two got ready to dive. And moments later, you were underwater, swimming around to explore. You are quite the curious one- ready to just head off wherever immediately. Brimstone I had to reach out a few times and pull you back by grabbing on to the back of your wetsuit, since you were starting to swim off a bit far. But you didn't mind much, because at some point he pulled you back but not just because you were going to far-because you swam right past a coral reef that had a ton of little fishes and some starfish.

It was obvious that these little sea creatures were pretty used to human interactions, seeing as they didn't scurry away immediately. Hell, if you didn't move too much, the little colorful fishes would swim around you as if you weren't there, living about their life peacefully.

And being underwater where no sounds could be heard and the only thing was you two and the sea creatures, it was definitely quite the experience. If it wasn't for the oxygen tank starting to be depleted, you probably would have wanted to sit here all day just to look at the fishes. But at some point Brimstone took your hand, tugging you away gently before you would be too distracted and accidentally drown yourself.

Once you two were back from that excursion, you were surprisingly very energetic, even after being underwater for some time. "Can we get an aquarium with those fishes back at home??" You asked him a bit excitedly, like a child on Christmas. "Honey, you know I don't really want pets around the protocol..." Brimstone started off, a sheepish look on his face.

"Okay-but hear me out- it's not like it's going to be running around protocol! It's a fish! Well- multiple fish-" you continue to try to plead your case, grinning. "But it's still a pet, Darling." "Okayyyy, but hear me out again, they don't make any noise, if the tank gets clean regularly, it doesn't smell, and like I said it's not like the fish will be bothersome because they can't run around-"

"please enlighten me on just how many fish you want?" Brimstone asked you with a very amused expression, his hand gently taking yours as you walked around the resort. The sun was setting and you two had to go get something for dinner. You haven't decided yet what you wanted so you figured that you'd walk around until you see something you wanted.

"I don't know - they're pretty small so maybe like a dozen? With a few starfish? Maybe a sea snail too!" You said, your enthusiasm almost contagious at this point. But Brimstone's response remained firm. "That's adorable sweetheart, but that many Little critters would need a really big tank- which would take a lot of time to take care of and cost a lot of money. Plus, fish remain a pet, so we aren't getting them."

You let out a whine, quieting down for a moment as you two continued walking, Brimstone chuckled at your whiny state, knowing it was only going to last a few minutes at most. That was until you spoke up again. "... What about a radiavore fish -..? Gekko could tame it - plus we already have some radiavores running around protocol -"

"(Y-N), honey, I love you, but we're not getting a fish unless it's something getting tossed on the grill. End of story." Brimstone said firmly, pausing his steps as he spoke, looking directly at you. You started pouting but before you could even whine again- he leaned down, placing small kisses on your forehead - then a proper on on your lips.

We he pulled away, you were done your little pouty fit, instead of having a small smile on your face. "You know, sea food for dinner actually could be really good-" you said, following up on what he just said about grilling fish. Brimstone smiled, a small hum escaping him as he started to guide you towards the direction of one of the seafood restaurants.

"So you went from wanting a pet fish to wanting to eat them now? That's quite the change of heart, sweetheart -" Brimstone teased you as you two made your way to the restaurant. "Oh shush, you're the one who mentioned grilled fish." You gently swatted his arm, rolling your eyes as you spoke.

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You were already one week into your vacation, still profiting the maximum. You were lucky enough to get really good weather for the first week, and today you wanted to enjoy the sun on the beach- since it was announced that it was going to be raining all day tomorrow.

You had set yourself up on a lounging chair, near one of the palm trees, soaking up rays of Sun as you sipped on one of your drinks provided from the beach bar. Brimstone was having a blast swimming in the ocean, jumping in the waves and socializing a bit with some other guys on the beach. You were happy he was having fun while you were tanning, reading one of the books you brought along for the vacation.

At some point you fell asleep, your book discarded back into your beach bag. You didn't know how long you were napping, nor were you conscious enough of your surroundings to even know what was happening around you for the next hour or two.

Brimstone, on the other hand, noticed pretty fast that you had nodded off into a nap. He made sure to reapply some sunscreen on you since you were laying straight in the Sun, and also made sure to check on you every few minutes to make sure you weren't going to get a sunburn or anything. When you were napping, he made sure to stay near the lounge chair you were on.

Instead, he had fun starting to mold the sand near the chair, slowly starting to sculpt it. Some of the guys he was talking to earlier came to join, helping him along with the sand sculpture he was working on. At some point he took a small break to go and cover you with a towel, he felt like you were about to get a little bit sunburned even with the extra sunscreen, making sure to cover you so you wouldn't wake up in a painful sunburn.

So you were a little confused when you did wake up with your hat covering your face and your beach towel being used like a makeshift blanket. You reached up, taking a hat off your face as you sat up a bit, letting out a small yawn and looking around a bit confused. You didn't remember falling asleep.

And then you look to your side to see there was a giant turtle sculpted in sand beside you, Brimstone focused on sculpting out the tail properly behind it not too far away. You took a second to look at the scene before you before letting out a small giggle.

"How long was I out for?" You asked a little sluggishly, stretching a bit as you tried to wake up a bit more. You reached into the beach bag and pulled out a water bottle to sip on. "About 2 hours. I know you wanted to tan but I didn't want you to wake up looking like a lobster." Brimstone said , looking up from his work for a second, smiling over at you.

"No, I appreciate it, thanks." You said with a small smile, turning to sit facing him now on the lounging chair. "Well you certainly didn't get bored-" you add with a small chuckle again. "Yeah.. I did get some help though, a few guys on the beach came to give a hand earlier before getting dragged off by their wives." Brimstone said, finishing up his sculpting of the tail, finally getting up and brushing off the sand from himself.

"Oh that's cool! Betcha a lot of people thought it was funny to see some grown adult men sculpting sand like little kids-'" you giggled out before reaching into the beach bag once again, pulling out your phone. "Here, smile! I want a picture of this-" you giggle out, pointing the camera towards him.

Brimstone proudly posed in front of the big Sand turtle he had been working on while you napped, a huge grin on his face as he did a thumbs up. You snapped a few pictures to make sure you had a few good ones, then packed up your stuff again. "I think I'll name it Stewart." Brimstone said proudly, looking down at his work.

"Oh honey, remind me you're not naming our kids in the future." You said teasingly, laughing slightly at his choice of name for the turtle made of sand. Brimstone paused, his head snapping towards you. "Wait, you want kids-?" "I mean, not right now but maybe-?"

The answer was enough to put a smile on his face, looking pretty proud of the answer. He went to grab your beach bag for you, holding a hand out to help you up from the lounging chair. He leaned down and placed a kiss on your lips, still grinning widely.

"hmm... Judging by your reaction, I take it you like the answer?" You teased him lightly as the two of you walked across the beach, heading back towards the hotel. "Perhaps ~" He simply answered with a grin, still as giddy as a kid on Christmas. "I mean, the idea of having a Miss Byrne and some offspring does sound nice-" Brimstone continued, squeezing your hand slightly as he spoke, his grin still wide.

"Miss Byrne, hm? Already thought about making me your wife?" You asked him, giggling softly as you followed him down the path to the hotel, stopping at a hose area to rinse the sand off of your feet. "Can you blame me?" Brimstone retorted, I'm not missing a beat.

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It was now one day before having to leave Mexico and go back to your lives as agents back on protocol. Both your energies were a little lower today, the small sadness of knowing you'd have to leave soon was settling in, taking a bit more your time that morning to enjoy the sunrise, sipping on your coffee and enjoying the humid salty breeze.

You watched once again the beautiful combination of pastel colors in the sky slowly reflecting on the movement water below, relaxed in your chair as you held your mug with both hands again. "I'll miss this." You sighed softly, taking a small soup of the bitter liquid in the mug.

"yeah- it's making me want to relocate headquarters on a beach." Brimstone mumbled out, sipping on his own coffee as he also enjoyed the view by your side. "But then it wouldn't feel as special because you'd be able to have this view everyday." You hummed out- adjusting your position on the chair to be sitting cross-legged.

"That's true. But still, can't help but dream." Brimstone chuckled out softly. A comfortable silence settled between the two of you for a few moments, listening as some of the exotic birds slowly started wakening, their chirping noises starting to feel the air. The Sun was raising a bit higher every few seconds, the pastel colors were slowly dissipating and leaving place to a clear blue sky.

"I've been thinking..." Brimstone started, setting down his empty mug of coffee on the coffee table. It was barely six thirty in the morning, and the only activity you could see from the balcony was a few employees cleaning the beach before people would start setting up. "You went through all the trouble to plan out this vacation for the two of us, and not only that, but also packing, organizing replacements for me while I was gone and making sure to only get the best." He said, his attention turning fully to you as a smile graced his lips.

"Because you desperately needed a break. You don't even realize just how much you bury yourself in work until I quite literally drag you out." You said, smiling even though you had to just slightly scolding tone to him. He smiled and Chuckled a bit sheepishly.

"I know, I know, and thank you for that, really. But to go back to what I was saying -" Brimstone paused again, one of his hands reaching to take one of yours. "I know I said this hypothetically earlier this week, but now I'm completely serious when I ask this." He turned his head towards you, his small smile still on display, a loving look in his eyes.

"Would you like to become Mrs. Byrne?" He asked you sincerely, even though his voice was confident there was still a hint of nervousness when he asked. There was a hint of surprise in the air, where you took a moment to process his words.

"Yes, I most definitely would love that-" you said, setting down your coffee mug to go and hug him tightly, nuzzling into his neck as you were practically sitting on his lap to hug him. He hugged you back, placing gentle kisses along your temple, holding onto you firmly.

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(Bonus, I had this idea last second. Enjoy!)

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Now back from your vacation, the first two days were definitely a bit rough to get back into work, after spending 2 weeks grilling yourself under the sun, relaxing, drinking and just enjoying life as it is- coming back to about 20 something agents swarming around you like excited kids asking you hundreds of questions was definitely a bit of a slap back to reality.

Especially since you now had a ring around your finger- it definitely earned a lot of surprise and questions from many agents. As soon as it got noticed, which just so happened to be when you were in the common room, it was like all chaos broke loose in one go. Some of the girls were just screaming and excitement, some guys would tease a bit and of course, the line "Team mom and dad are actually getting married?!" Who was exclaimed probably a few times too many.

It was getting really chaotic and when you finally managed to escape, you just so happened to cross paths with Brimstone, who was on his way towards the common room. You stopped him in his tracks, putting your hands on his shoulders. "Liam, honey, if you value your life don't go in there-" you said a bit out of breath, you were probably stuck in there for an hour and the mayhem was still going on. "What? What's going on in there?"

"The kids figured it out- I think I'm going to have tinnitus from how loud Neon screamed-" you said, shaking your head a bit though this time a small smile Graced your lips. "Oh boy... Well if I'm not out in 20 minutes, please launch a rescue mission for me, darling." Brimstone said amusedly, gently taking your hands off of his shoulder so he could walk past and inside the common room as he did have something to do there.

And so you stood watch outside the common room, on your phone as you completed a few things- the joys of being able to work remote to do your paperwork- keeping an eye on the time. As soon as the clock showed 20 minutes have passed- you mustered up your own courage to go and face the mob of overly excited agents.

When you walked in you saw everyone swarming around Brimstone, asking various questions and generally acting like hyperactive kids. "Okay kiddos, Leave the poor man alone- don't want him to leave to go get milk already-" you loudly announced, gently pushing aside one of the agents so you can take a hold of Brimstone's hand to pull him out.

"Maybe he can find my dad at the milk store while he's at it-" Iso mumbled out from the couch he was sitting on, he wasn't as hyper as the other agents; he said his congratulations and moved on, scrolling on his phone on the couch. Your head snapped his direction- a little stunned in silence for a second before just saying "Iso- your dad is dead-" "Close enough.'' He shrugged, tapping on one of his earbuds to turn back on his music, back to his little bubble of indifference. "I-... I swear to God some of these people need therapy-" you mumbled out, shaking your head before pulling out your soon-to-be husband of the hyper mob.

[the-way-astray]

im sure youre bored with asks about your rant, sorry. but i can't wait to see you tear into unlocked, HIS POV

he sucks so much and the fact that people read his thoughts and still like and love him is crazyy to me

i'm not bored at all, anon! i like it when people talk to me about my rant.

i actually started my unlocked novella rant! fun fact: that's actually the reason i posted only the first eight books separately. i was originally going to wait and post the entire thing after unraveled's release, and i got through the first eight books at a reasonable pace, so i started the unlocked novella thinking i'd get through it even faster because it's only sixteen chapters, right? but no. i was so wrong. it was just so. much. too much. like i'm not kidding when i say i had something to say about keefe like every paragraph of that novella. it was overwhelming as shit and slowing me way down because i couldn't even get through a page of his pov without writing down like a page of rant material.

eventually i stopped because i decided i needed to lay some ground rules about what not to include to make sure that i wasn't just saying effectively the same thing over and over again and running it into the ground. but then, i was also like, but isn't the point of this format of rant to include all of keefe's worst moments and aren't i taking away from that by cutting stuff out, even if it's repetitive? and i didn't know how to resolve that, so my solution was just. do it later. and then i put it down and never got back to it. so that's how much stuff i have to say about keefe in unlocked, lmfao.

he does suck indeed (in my opinion)! it's insane to me, too. i can honestly say i have no clue how people manage to still like him, but then again, he is a fictional character, not a real person, and sometimes likable qualities or a well-written character arc aren't as important to people as relatability, and i'm sure there are many people that relate to him or his trauma.

anyway because you seem eager, have a few excerpts from my unlocked novella rant. just for you, anon:

“[ . . . ] Keefe could feel Fitz’s sour guilt swirling through the air.” (555) Not only was Fitz actively trying to help Keefe feel better, but he also felt bad about reading Keefe’s mind to do it. Keefe had no good intentions with his comment about Sophie and Fitz’s breakup (he literally just did it to rile Fitz up), and didn’t even feel sorry about it afterward. So why do I never see people talking about that, whereas Fitz is questioned for his actions here?

“‘[ . . . ] because you end up making the damage permanent.’ ‘I’m not damaged—’ ‘You’re right. That was the wrong word.’” (556) What the heck??? This always pisses me off so much every time I read it. Keefe purposefully twists Fitz’s words to make it seem like he said something he wasn’t. He made it seem as if Fitz was launching a personal attack on him for his new abilities, where Fitz was simply stating that Keefe would end up with permanent physical damage if he didn’t take his medicine and rest. Just for reference, Sophie said the exact same thing to Keefe in Nightfall and he didn’t immediately accuse her of personally attacking him. So there are some double standards there. But then. Fitz actually coddles Keefe and says that he was right, and claims that he used the “wrong word”. Wow. I- The way everyone in this series just bends to Keefe’s will however little or much sense it makes infuriates me. What the heck, Keefe. Grow a fucking spine. It’s just a word. Why does he have to complain and whine about everything all the time???

“[ . . . ] until Fitz had to go and prove that he was the worst best friend in the history of best friends by asking, ‘Okay, but . . . what about the mimicking?’” (560) He’s the worst best friend because he brought all the information to the table? Wow. And no, Fitz isn’t the worst best friend ever. Keefe is. He takes pleasure in seeing Fitz angry and sad. I can’t imagine a more subtly degrading and manipulative friend to have than Keefe.

“[ . . . ] Fitz told her—because he was begging for a face-punch. And if the world hasn’t gotten so spinny, Keefe might’ve given it to him [ . . . ]” (561) Fun fact, Keefe had an entire moral dilemma in Flashback over the fact that he feels like violence comes easier to him than most other elves. Sophie had to spend an entire forced consolation scene basically lathering him up because he has no fucking spine. So here’s an inconsistency with Keefe’s character right here. He should’ve felt really freaked out by this thought right here because it’s an example of his “violent tendencies” coming out. But he doesn’t. He moves past it like it’s nothing. More proof that Keefe never actually worried about that and Shannon just needed something for Sophie to comfort Keefe over. It never actually amounts to anything of actual value with regards to his arc or story. 

“‘Uh, for the record, most of the emotions are coming from you, Fitzy. You wouldn’t happen to have some unresolved feelings for anyone in this room, would you?’” (561) Keefe continues to purposefully try to provoke Fitz and hurt him for no other reason than that he enjoys seeing his best friend in pain. Why can’t he keep his nose out of other people’s business? Why does he have to be so cruel? Why is Fitz still best friends with this pond scum? All he does is annoy, embarrass, and act cruel toward his supposed “friends”. Why do people like this guy??? He is so toxic, so subtly degrading, so deceptively manipulative, it blows my mind. Does he have something against treating people nicely or something?

“If Fitz’s grumpy resentment had been the only emotion churning around the room, Keefe would’ve let him stand there and stew in it—maybe even made another joke to amp it up. But Foster’s feelings were such a brutal mix of hurt, heartache, and humiliation that he had to mumble, 'Sorry. I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I just meant—’” (562) What an upstanding guy. What an awesome best friend. When I purposefully say something cruel to make my best friend feel bad, he can take it. But when my crush feels bad? However will she like me if I’m mean to her? It’s just another example of Keefe’s tendency to be cruel for no reason, as well as his obsession with Sophie. He knew he made Fitz feel bad, but he actually considered making it worse. Wow. And “I didn’t mean that the way it sounded” is just a straight-up lie. He meant it to be cruel, and that’s what it came out as. So in case you think Sophie and Keefe’s relationship is built on any sort of trust or mutual comfort, think again. He just tried to gaslight her. Again.

[lizard-dumbass]

I am STRUGGLING to convey through text what Rite Here Rite Now has done to my mental state. ITS SO GOOD WHAT THE HELL

MASSIVE spoilers under the cut so be warned‼️

Its so funny and the production quality is absolutwly through the ROOF and the character development and story progression amd the THEMES????? i didnt realize it while watching the movie but its actually pretty deep with its themes and messages. This silly concert movie has something genuinely profound to say about life and living in the moment through both the good and the bad and remembering who and what came before you and the impact of music on our lives.

Also i'm so glad that Copia didn't get killed off like many of us probably thought he would (myself included). Not just because i love him and he's my favorite papa, but because of the fact that it reinforces the message of living life through all the bad moments because the good moments are what bring us together and make life so beautiful, even though they only last for a short while.

The fact that Copia keeps on living in spite of the hardships he's faced fills me with so much hope. After everything he's been through; bad relationships with his parents, being shunned from the Emeritus family, pressure from The Clergy, the loss of all of his brothers, all the work he put in to please the ministry and entertain millions of fans across the globe, seeing his own mother die in front of him, he keeps going.

He's now been annointed to a new position: head of The Clergy. He probably never thought he'd come this far, yet here he is. He's all alone. Everyone is gone but him (well except for his twin brother i guess). But despite it all, he's still here. He may have given up the limelight but he still continues to serve a purpose through his new position as Frater Imperator. He's finally learned to live life in the moment, right here, right now.

But good lord let this man take a break he's been through enough lmao. I didn't expect that last segment to get so long but it literally just hit me how fantastic the plot of this movie is as im writing this. RHRN is like 90% concert movie and 10% story and the story is undoubtably my favorite part of the movie. But i really love the concert stuff too. Like i said, the production quality is INSANE i am going to listen to the soundtrack so obsessively when it comes out! And seeing the crowd having such a good time was really heartwarming too. There's genuinely so much to talk about with RHRN and its a fucking concert movie. Tobias once again proving that he is a creative genius.

Uhh anyway sorry this was so rambly and poorly structured but i really just need to get my thoughts out there because seeing this movie finally come into existince has been such a surreal and wonderful experience and i love this band even more now. My ghost brainrot is severe and i will be making it everyone's problem

[sachermorte]

Ok, so then who did you actually name yourself after? Or was it the vibe that drew you in?

i've gotten two anons about this since I last checked my phone so this is the real story.

it was the third week of september in 2019 and I had just launched myself out of the united states after living there my entire life and getting my bachelor's in linguistics summa cum laude. I knew if I stayed there any longer I was going to die, and I'd had this supernatural surety that I was going to live a full life in vienna since I was nine years old at the oldest, so against the vehement objections of family I had accepted a teaching assistantship position jointly facilitated by the BMBWF and Fulbright Austria. before I began my misadventures, of which there have been many incredibly crazy bullshit stories you would never believe in a million years, I had to attend a week-long sleepaway orientation in a tourist town in Salzburg called Zell am See, where I would meet the other TAs (including someone who remains like a brother to me to this very day), learn what was expected of me, and drink quite literally and without exaggeration for every waking moment.

believe me when I say that this was fucking wild. we had classes in the morning to teach us how to do our jobs but we were pouring full bottles of vodka and gin in our water bottles and taking it to class with us. one of the hotel receptionists started supplying us with weed and pills. people were hooking up left right and center. I ended up at one point being dragged away without any greetings or explanation to make out with a lovely but very drunk british girl named holly in another room. believe me when I said that not a single one of us drew a solitary sober breath for the entire seven days straight.

so because they wanted us to acclimate culturally (which is unneeded because I've always been a dramatic, cranky, whiny, pessimistic, ambiguously gay complainer genau nach wiener art), one night they brought in a trio of dance teachers to teach us some traditional folk dancing. so we, being generally hospitable and gregarious taken as a whole, decided to invite these three to party with us that night.

we.

got.

HAMMERED.

this is the drunkest I've ever been without having to go to the hospital. and as the night proceeded it became exceedingly clear that one of the dance instructors could not hold his liquor, and what's more, had been going through some stuff as of late.

cut to the end of the night. the man who is now like a brother to me had given the dude, out of the kindness of his heart, nearly a full bottle of 7€ hofer brand gin, which he drank without a mixer in nearly one go. shortly after, this man had punched through not one, but two windows. the police had been called, and a friend of mine had managed to grab his phone and literally call his mother. someone else was guarding him to make sure he didn't break anything else, while he kept shouting "MIR IST SCHEIẞEGAL, MIR IST SCHEIẞEGAL" to anything and everything that was said to him.

this event lodged itself solidly in my short term, long term, and everyday working memory. I thought about this three or four times a week at bare minimum. not only because I considered it rather embarrassing and distasteful, but because I thought if you were going to be a good for nothing dipsomaniac (as I considered myself to be as well, even then), there were far more stylish ways to go about it.

when my egg shattered during quarantine his name was the one that wouldn't leave my head. when I went public with my transition, I received several messages from friends who had witnessed the event in question, going "did you really name yourself after That Fucking Guy. why"

to which of course I responded "mir ist scheißegal"