#Does that make you an inconsiderable asshole? ABSOLUTELY IT DOES.

[tasmanianstripes]

I'm gonna make an original post because I am not a discourse blog nor am I looking for a fight or, God forbid, for somebody to harass the OP or me over this. I am just a disabled person who's really fucking tired with how people treat accessibility features and I need to vent out my frustration

(As a disclaimer, idk if the OP of that post is disabled or mentally ill or anything, nor do I care. It genuienly doesn't matter. Being disabled or mentally ill or having any kind of disorder doesn't prevent you from being ableist. You can't hide behind "I'm disabled/have PTSD/whatever".)

But I saw some garbage take about trigger warnings today, that basically boiled down to that fanfic writers and artists don't need to use trigger warnings, that it's a fairly new thing and the standard for fiction was not using them for many years, and anything more than what the site requires is just a courtesy, but what ticked me off was these two ending points

(Image ID: A tumblr text post that reads "➡️ It is your responsibility to protect yourself and close a book, or hit the back button if you find something in fiction that you're reading that upsets you. ➡️ You are responsible for protecting yourself from fiction that causes you discomfort." End ID.)

Which I absolutely agree with, which is why it's so frustrating.

Because how can somebody protect themself if the author chooses not to disclose potentially triggering and dangerous content they're posting?

Is it a standard? Yeah. Does it mean it's a good standard and shouldn't be changed? Hell no.

Yeah it is within your right to refuse to trigger tag something, but it doesn't mean it's the moral choice nor that it doesn't make you an asshole. Like not giving up your seat on a transit for a person in need is within your rights and you nobody can stop you from not doing that, but you are being a prick.

I'm all for people controlling their own online experience, they shouldn't demand somebody not post something and instead learn to block and filter their own experience, but they can't feasibly do that if somebody chooses not to use warnings. Just because something is the standard or law or a policy doesn't mean it's a moral choice. AO3's "Creator chose not to use archive warnings" is a good compromise, it can keep the creator from spoilering their story while warning the readers that they're clicking on their own risk. But to post something with absolutely ZERO warning? Yeah, full offence, you're just a cunt.

Call me crazy but it's not "courtesy" when it's about accessibility and people's health and safety, it's the bare minimum you should do to avoid dangerous situations. It's not just about comfort for many people, posting something triggering without any warnings can be genuienly dangerous. If you genuienly think everyone can just click away from a fanfic like that and be only uncomfortable at most then you're naive and sheltered, a lot of people need these warnings, fandom spaces are hostile to disabled people as is. If you want people to protect themselves from fiction that causes them discomfort or worse then you need to give them the tools to do so, you can't just wash your hands off any responsibility and absolutely refuse to meet anyone half-way.

It seems that when some people say "you need to control your own online experience" don't genuienly mean it, because if they did they would understand it's a two way street. No, they just want an easy guilt-free way out to shooting down people who criticise them for posting uncensored, not warned about triggering content.

I swear to god, when people pull out "Well it's the standard!" when talking about accessibility features for disabled people it makes my blood boil. Well it SHOULDN'T be!

[persephryne]

Making Aegon a rapist was straight up bad and lazy writing.

Let me elaborate.

In the show, the first thing we learn about Aegon as an adult is that he is a rapist. We haven’t seen him yet but still we already know that he is an horrible despicable rapist, especially since Dyana is so young, which pretty much makes him a pedophile too. How could anyone root for a man like that ? And that’s where the problem begins.

Rhaenyra had already been established many times as the rightful heir to the throne in season 1. It has been made obvious that she would make a decent Queen too. In the meantime, it had already been shown that Aegon is not even a good person. He’s selfish, inconsiderate, a bully, and does not act like a prince at all. To put it plainly, he sucks big time and we as viewers already know it. Add what we saw in season 2, how reckless he gets, how he’s an alcoholic immature asshole, how he obviously knows nothing about strategics nor how to rule efficiently, or even how bad he is at high valyrian, and you can’t have anyone tell you in good faith that he would’ve been a better ruler than Rhaenyra.

However, had Aegon not been made a rapist, you would still feel for him even though he is not cut out to rule. Because he knows it too and tried to escape it and he was forced to attend his own coronation . Because this crown that he did not want does not fit him, even though he really tries to show that he is not as worthless as everyone seems to think and he just keeps failing. You would feel for him because the war ,that he has started when he was made an usurper by the people around him, has cost him his son’s life. Because the brother, who is partially responsible for his son’s death has now betrayed him and tried to kill him with dragonfire. Because the injuries he suffered make him look more and more like his father who never cared for him, never loved him and that he definitely hates. Which also probably why he tries so hard to make his mother proud of him and love him but he can’t and his main attempt has left him half-dead, half-burn. Not only that but his dragon, with whom he has the strongest bond known in Targaryen’s, history probably died during this futile attempt to prove himself. The only thing about his Targaryen’s heritage that he seems to care about has been destroyed all because he wanted to prove himself. Because he truly resents his Targaryen’s, his father’s heritage, it’s obvious, just as it is obvious that he didn’t want to marry his own sister but was forced to. It’s completely legitimate of him to want to distance himself as much as possible from everything that is Targaryen related. He is indeed more of an Hightower than a Targaryen, but can you really blame him for that ? Would you not try to fit somewhere else too, if you were in his place ? It’s all absolutely and undeniably tragic.

I wholeheartdely believe that, even if you would’ve root for Rheanyra to be Queen, you woud’ve probably still thought that Aegon, as bad as he is, did not deserves this much pain.

But because he is a rapist, well, he honestly does.

By not trusting the audience to see that Aegon is not a good person, nor a good a king, without having him comitting a literal crime, by making Aegon a rapist, the writers have annihilated any possibilities for an internal conflict regarding Aegon and Rhaenyra. The whole concept of « teams » just goes down the drain because of this lazy, manichaean, writing. And that, my friends, is bad writing at its peak.

[nametakensff]

✨F/F NSFW snz fantasy incoming✨

Absolutely nothing original from me but I was thinking about a mean female boss calling me into her office to get her off, as she often has me do, but she either has really bad hayfever or a terrible cold and cannot stop sneezing. They're extremely loud, aggressive sounding sneezes that sound almost masculine; as angry and obtrusive as she is in her day to day life. Of course, because she's an inconsiderate asshole, she makes no attempt to cover and sprays all over me as I spend my entire lunch break making her come in various different ways. She doesn't particularly like me but she likes the way I'm absolutely crazy for her body; the desperation of the way I start grabbing at her always does a lot for her already hugely inflated ego.

I'm an absolute mess when she's done with me, hands and face having been buried in her cunt, and ofc evidence of her sneezes staining my shirt, front and back. She stops me from eating her out again by simply pushing me back with a foot on my chest. She then makes me lick her clean before plainly pulling up her underwear and leaning back in her chair. She doesn't bother to say thank you or even acknowledge me now that she's done cumming, just lights a cigarette (absolutely against building policy) and waves me away to clean up in her little en suite, where I immediately start masturbating. I end up cumming to the sound of one of her intensely violent sneezing fits. I want to keep going but she impatiently shouts at me to hurry up and that she doesn't pay me to get off on company time

(More general + snz fantasy stuff under readmore!)

If I want to really makes this insanely horny, everybody in the office knows about this arrangement and she makes no efforts to disguise it. Every now and then, someone who wasn't aware I was in there servicing her at the time will knock on the door, enter her office and find her right on the brink of orgasm as I'm on my knees in front of her. Nobody is even phased by this sight anymore - they know how insatiable and shameless she is. Almost all of her employees have heard her cum, and a handful have seen her do so with her thighs squeezing around my head.

I really love the idea of somebody walking in when I'm just getting started with her, and they start talking business, ignoring my presence and the obscene licking and sucking sounds I'm making. Every now and then the conversation goes on long enough that I make her cum during, and the other employee has to patiently wait for her to finish.

Combining this scenario with sneezing, during this conversation where I continue to eat her out, she's sneezing all over me and this other employee, as well as the papers they're showing her. They are, again, so used to her rudeness they barely even flinch as her sneezes spray all over them. They bless her even though she never says thank you because she expects it either way. After a particularly violent, messy couple of sneezes, she reaches out for their tie and proceeds to scrub her itchy, damp nostrils with it, leaving it totally ruined. The employee lets it happen. Maybe everyone in this office is a total freak who loves being disrespected by her. Maybe the job just pays enough that nobody cares to complain.

[ckret2]

Does bill have "a type"? Since you said he only dates every millennium, what kinds of stuff would catch this lunatic's eye? What would motivate him?

You're getting a read more because I listed every single blessed thing I could think of. The tl;dr:

artists (who depict him)

hot eyeballs (subjective)

no head

bright natural coloration

emotional doormats

party animals

nerds, provided they're also attractive other ways

worshipers

things that can injure him

getting gifts

someone who expresses interest first but lets him take the lead

really tacky expensive displays of wasting wealth

someone he thinks is similar enough to "understand" him

This is the first point because it's the answer he'd give: if you ASK him, he'll say he's "a complete sucker for those deep, brooding artist types." He'll say this like it's his biggest weakness. He says it like it's a charming little character flaw. This is the narrative he tells himself. What he ACTUALLY means is if you hit on him, and if you have created art of him (visual art, sculpture, music, poetry), the odds that he'll return the interest go up by 1000%. He is incredibly vain, he loves art of himself, and "willing to give Bill art of himself" is an insanely attractive trait.

Some species have sexy eyeballs. Other species don't. It just so happens that Earth, as a whole, has evolved an array of eyeballs that are by and large pretty sexy when compared to the multiversal baseline. Those little, like, thready filament things in the irises? Mesmerizing. Visible veins?? Drive him crazy. Bloodshot eyes? Gonna be haunting his fantasies for weeks. Top tier is those frog eyes with multiple colors or crazy crackly-looking patterns.

He's not a fan of heads. Like, when a species puts a face on a little bobbly looking thing separated from the rest of the body, rather than right on the torso where it belongs? Looks weird. It's not a dealbreaker but he's definitely more attracted to species that put their faces where they belong. Similarly, a mouth without an eye in it looks weird.

Big fan of bright colors. You know what's attractive? Looking like Lisa Frank colored you. Wearing bright colors isn't as good as being bright colors, but he still finds wearing bright colors to be an attractive trait.

If you combine the last three points, I think that I accidentally made Bill's ideal lover a poison dart frog.

Usually at some point pretty early in the dating process he's gonna say something like "Just so you know—really, I'm not as bad as all the rumors and gossip and ancient legends and globally-broadcasted warning PSAs make me sound. But: I am totally crazy. You wanna stick with me, you've gotta be cool with crazy." What he's looking for is someone who says "oh I am SO cool with crazy, I am the MOST cool with crazy, crazy is GREAT." When he says this, he's not saying "I'm actually mentally ill and need someone who's supportive and understanding." He's also not saying "I'm a wild crazy fun party guy and I want a partner who can keep up with that lifestyle." What he's saying is "I am an inconsistent and inconsiderate asshole who will show no regard for you, and in a year when you're complaining about the selfish harmful things I'm doing, I'll get to roll my eye and go 'I THOUGHT you SAID you were COOL with crazy. Are you NOT cool with crazy??' And then I'll complain about you to my friends." So: he'll focus on naive emotional doormats he can push around. He'll probably draw back from someone who stands up to him, unless he got seriously interested in them before they grew a spine.

But that said, he is also more likely to show interest in people who can keep up with his lifestyle. He parties with apocalypse machines. If he sees an alien at a party where three absolutely wasted demigods started mixing sink chemicals and accidentally set off a big bang that took out half the neighborhood, and the next weekend he sees that alien at another party? That means they party hard, they don't scare easy, they don't die easy, and they avoided the cops. That's somebody he wants to spend time with. If they're not lover material, they might be Henchmaniac material. Similar opinions on substance use and mass destruction a plus.

He's kinda into nerds. Not in and of themselves, but if they already hit other traits he likes, that's a plus. If he has a choice between two identical people and one's dumb as a rock, he prefers the one who knows lots of things and likes to share facts and trivia. Bill goes for long, long stretches without feeling curiosity, and those stretches typically coincide with when he feels most depressed; someone who can drive him to think a little bit is a godsend.

If someone literally worships him, like as a god, he's into that. It's not partner material but he'll put a star next to their name in his booty call list.

Any novel Extreme Sensations, he likes. Particularly pain. Not a lot of stuff can hurt him in his true form. If someone can make him feel pain, that's interesting to him. Not even necessarily in a BDSM way. If holding someone's hand feels like being electrocuted, or they give off a gas that makes everything too loud and makes him see weird colors? That's someone he wants to touch.

I think I've just added another trait to the "poison dart frog" column.

His love language is gifts & favors, both giving and receiving. If somebody gives him a gift, he'll remember them positively. Even if it's a kinda lame gift. It makes him feel liked. Roses & chocolates would work on him.

He's not liable to be the first to express interest, because he finds being rejected utterly devastating. On the other hand, he prefers to take the lead/call the shots in a relationship. So if somebody lets it be known that they're interested in him, but then hangs back to allow him to make the first move? Appealing.

He's a sucker for gold and tacky displays of wealth. Like he's sort of disgusted by wealthy people, but he's very into wealth. If you're rich have fun with it. If you're not ordering a $900 sundae coated with gold leaf just because you can then what's the POINT. Also, Bill is tacky. If some multidimensional billionaire decides to show an interest in him by gifting him an extremely ugly diamond-covered top hat, he'd probably let them do things to him that he wouldn't even confess to his doctor. (He doesn't have a doctor but.) I think what this boils down to is that he's only into rich people who are living like they want to go broke as soon as possible.

He goes through most of his existence feeling like Nobody Understands Him. Part of this is because he's bad at communicating his sincere feelings & emotional needs and even worse at relating to or caring about other people; but part of it is just because there's not a whole lot of people who can directly relate to "my ambition drove me to destroy my entire universe and ever since then I've been grappling with the paralyzing guilt while struggling to find a new universe." So when he DOES meet somebody who he believes can really, truly understand him the way most people can't? He emotionally latches onto them HARD. Not necessarily romantically, but it easily could be. This is last on the list but probably the most important point to getting a genuine emotional connection rather than fleeting physical attraction from him.

Example that hits multiple of the above points: one of his longest & most emotionally meaningful relationships was with a sentient black hole who—quite literally—destroys anyone who gets too close to her, and is constantly wracked with chronic pain due to being a fucking black hole. She did poetry at open mic nights. She'd go up to a mic and say something like "this poem is called The Taste Of Unwillingly Consuming The Solar System You Called Your Home" and then scream into the microphone for five minutes without pause. Bill was like "she's the only one in the multiverse who Gets It." He is a sucker for brooding artists. She let him get away with unspeakable things because he's one of the only entities powerful enough to get physically close to her and survive. Which was incredibly painful, but hey, he was into that too.

Maybe they'd still be together if she looked like a frog.

[darkmasterofcupcakes]

Would Angel Dust be inconsiderate enough to do jokes like how Charlie met the in-laws earlier than intended?

Also, if angel learn Vaggie's parents' nicknames are Dickmaster and Danger tits, what nickname would he find for vaggie?

And it's fun to think of how Emily, Vaggie and Charlie are all in a "mommy issue" situation, though yes Sera technically only is Emily's sister.

Lucifer must have been so relieved to be out of the "shitty angel parent" (again counting Sera as parent) category before learning that his daughter's girlfriend is the daughter of Adam and Lute.

Also, I feel like Alastor definitely would be petty enough to do "below the belt" hits by bringing up Adam and Lute when vaggie annoy him.

That is until Charlie remind him that she can fuck him up, and will do it if he make her girlfriend cry by bringing her mommy issues (and to a far lesser extent, but still present daddy issues).

I feel like by the time Vaggie opens up about who her parents - or at least her mother - is, Angel would have improved enough as a person that he wouldn't make jokes about it. Now, in an alternate scenario where Vaggie told Charlie the truth before the events of the Pilot...he absolutely would make digs at her about it. Before really getting serious about redemption, Angel was...kind of a major asshole, let's be real.

As for the nickname thing, I don't think he'd be able to resist making a reference to what her name sounds like, especially when he learns that her name is "supposed" to be said with soft G's, not hard ones, making the joke all the easier to make, especially for someone like him.

Charlie and Vaggie just have parental issues in general, while Emily really just has "mommy" issues, since while Sera is technically her older sister, I do get the vibe that it's basically one of those situations where one sibling is much older and basically acts more like a parent than a sibling. But that is something they'd be able to bond over for sure.

Lucifer has no idea how to actually act upon learning Vaggie is Lute (and very likely Adam's) daughter, at least at first. He tries to just be friendly and have fun, including revealing that he was present when she was born. "You know, I thought you looked familiar when Charlie introduced us? I mean, obviously you were a lot fucking smaller and a lot more bloody back then, but I'm really great at remembering a face...especially on a day like that." And it is so awkward but he's trying and he is still both the King of Hell and her girlfriend's dad, so Vaggie doesn't really tell him to stop talking.

I feel like Vaggie would have to really anger Alastor for him to reach that level of petty but when he did, especially if Vaggie let it show that it bothered her, Charlie would absolutely at the very least giving him a verbal beatdown for it.

That being said, if Vaggie did ever reveal that she was pretty much certain Adam was her father, I have no doubt someone would question if the daddy issues she does have are more from the fact that her dad was an absolute deadbeat who basically ignored that she existed her whole childhood...or the fact that the person who fathered her was probably the biggest dick in the universe.

[umnitsa]

You should mess with Jim - 3

Summary: Big Jim brings the reader cookies. Reader is awkward.

A/N: I don't know, they just got all respectful and awkward and sweet. Please, let me know if you like this, even in dms! <3 Writers need feedback <3 There will be sex in the next one! (not with reader tho!)

Pairing: retiredpornstar!Hopper x fem!Reader

CW: Descriptions of sex. Everybody is horny, nobody does anything.

This was a nightmare. You were sleeping late, and your doorbell rang. You jumped off your bed and ran to answer just to find Big Jim, looking straight right out of a lewd movie. He was wearing shorts and an old polo shirt, freshly shaven, his thick mustache curved on a smirk. Jim chuckled, carefully holding a plate of cookies.

“Hey neighbor. I’m sorry I caught you in a bad time.” He chuckled softly. “I just wanted to say welcome.”

“Oh, no, I was just…” You ran your hands through your hair, now painfully aware you were not wearing a bra and your nipples were probably showing, because they were rock hard. “You caught me. Late evening partying on the internet.”

You regretted the joke the moment it left your lips, anyone would probably assume the worth (and be right). Jim just laughed.

“Best way to party, you’re already comfortable, there’s food nearby… The only issue is the mess the next day, washing the sheets and everything.” Jim shrugged. You blushed.

Your mind went straight to the sheets in your bed, drenched with sweat, lube, and come. You couldn’t help yourself, after seeing him sunbathing, and you spent most of the night watching his movies, trying to burn through the desire you felt for him. So that you could at least behave normally around him.

You could see him watching your expression with amusement, relaxed, and that comforted you. He didn’t see you as creepy, yet, but you knew you had the potential.

“Would you like to come in?” You blurted, pointing at the plate of cookies. “This is way too much for me. I can make some coffee…”

“I would like that.” Jim stifled his laughter, changing his stance.

You opened the door for him and stepped aside, groaning.

“I just realized I invited you for breakfast.”

“Brunch.” He chuckled, looking at his watch. That fucking watch. He wore it (or a similar model) in every single video. “Absolutely appropriate.”

You made him sit on the sofa and moved to the kitchen, to make some coffee.

***

Jim chuckled to himself. You tried to be so… Proper. It was almost refreshing. He had had his run with inconsiderate fans before.

And it was truly adorable how your mind just went blank when you were around him. It felt like a preview of how you would look, all fucked out on his hands.

You came around the sofa with two mugs, which you placed on the small table, with the plate of cookies, then you sat by his side.

“I didn’t ask if you wanted milk.” You said softly, and he felt his eyes drawn to your nipples. Jim felt grateful for his job teaching him how to deal with his arousal without looking like an asshole. He adjusted himself on the sofa, covering his crotch with the shirt.

He actually wanted to talk to you, even if he loved your hungry longing looks whenever he touched his cock.

“It’s ok.” He smiled, leaning forward, deciding right that moment he would tease you. He grabbed a cookie and took a healthy bite. “The other day, when I first saw you by the trashcans… You really looked like you recognize me. Do we know each other? I’m pretty sure I would remember a pretty thing like you.”

Jim leaned back, smirking, watching your reaction. You looked mortified, your skin visibly hot with shame. Your eyes widened, eyebrows shooting up, as you considered what to say. Your little confused expression made him feel warm inside. He just wanted to crush you in a hug and kiss your shame away. He was about to speak when your shoulders slumped, your face a picture of defeat.

“This is mean, you know?” You chuckled, covering your face with your hands. “You’re mean!”

“Oh, sweetie…” Jim laughed, extending his hands, and patting your knee. “Don’t worry. It’s ok. It’s all right.” His hand slid over your thigh, rubbing soothingly. He fought the desire to move his fingers up your thighs. “Come on, I’m just playing with you and trying to get the elephant out of the room. That reaction of yours…” He trailed into a chuckle.

“And I recognized you instantly.” You moaned sadly, obviously awkward. Jim scooted closer, keeping a hand on your knee, patting you softly. “What does that say about me?”

“That you are a healthy adult who enjoys certain kinds of adult entertainment,” Jim said softly. “Did you have fun? Watching.”

“Fuck, yes.” You giggled, finding some humor in the situation.

“Then it’s all good.” Jim patted your thigh one last time and hesitated before pulling his hand back. You placed a hand on his arm, sliding gently. He could feel your fingers, gripping, feeling him. “So, how was the move, are you settled, can I help you with anything?”

You were delightful, Jim thought, as he spent a few hours with you. So sweet. Except for the ‘fuck me’ eyes, and whoa, they came out often. He didn’t even think you were doing it consciously, it was a reaction to him, an expression of your desire.

It made him warm inside.

Made him want to fuck you silly too.

You probably made the sweetest sounds.

Jim caught himself in bed, hard and unable to sleep, thinking of you mewling as he kissed down your body, giving special attention to your pretty nipples. He grunted, laying on his belly. He would wake up with his underwear sticky, and he couldn’t even touch himself, because he had a gig; he didn’t want to risk ruining the money shot.

It was a nightmare.

[nijigasakilove]

Another week not being married to Holo sigh

Honestly a very brutal and hard to watch episode that made me lose a little respect for Lawrence. He was very inconsiderate and tbh an asshole today. Firstly, both he and Amati are crazy for making that agreement without even consulting Holo. Just because she owes money to Lawrence doesn’t mean that’s the only reason they’re together. I still haven’t seen enough of Amalti to know why fans hate him to the extent they do, but he has shown a capacity to be selfish from the little we’ve seen in the remake.

The festival trip with Holo was cute and it was nice seeing all the different stuff Lawrence and Holo got up to there especially the dancing! But knowing he was keeping the truth, or at least the rumour about Yoitsu a secret from her was ruff.

The “if you can read” bit was CRAZY because not only was it extremely rude but that letter also contained some really fucking important news that Lawrence should’ve told Holo.. leaving it there with her was just patronising but also cruel. I don’t blame her at all for breaking down at the end of the episode and thinking that Lawrence looks down on her as “pathetically cute”.

I’m also not sure what Lawrence thinks is gonna happen with this plan with Amati. I mean if Amati gives him those coins he’s gonna expect Holo in return, not just gonna let her go and use that money to make she and Lawrence journey easier lmao.

The scene at the end absolutely devastated me. Seeing Holo entire worldview just turned upside down and everything she had looked forward to basically ripped up.. having to question Lawrence and what she even means to him 💔 “once again I am alone what should I do. No one is waiting for my return anymore” “Will you make love to me. If I have a child there will be two of us” fuck 😢.

Holo biggest fear has been going back to being alone, even at the start of the ep they reiterated that with the thought of them getting close to Yoitsu in less than a few months and now you’re telling her it might not even exist anymore so not only does she have no home, but no reason to continue with Lawrence.. hopefully everything gets made up next episode because I hate seeing her like this.

[yorsgirl]

I just read through both chapters of your Gojo fic and I’m OBSESSED! So many thoughts right now, you’re so talented 😭

Y/N has given us a bit of insight as to why she dislikes Kazumi and I can honestly say that IF what she’s telling us is true (since we’re really only getting her perspective) then I don’t blame her for her feelings. Your rich friend that can accomplish anything they want because they were born into wealth constantly reminding you that YOU can’t always get what you want? Nah, I wouldn’t let a friend shit on my hopes and dreams whenever I spoke of them. Then continuing to call someone a nickname they’ve clearly said they didn’t like is also pretty disrespectful too, I wonder if there’s any more though because… Y/N GIRLIE why not just stop being friends with her if you didn’t like her 😭 she’s been inconsiderate of your feelings enough for you to just drop her but… None of this is an excuse to have an affair with the man your “best friend” loves though like??

I wonder if Y/N has actually developed feelings for Satoru. I’m sure their affair has started out of mutual attraction and revenge on Y/N’s part, but given her reaction when Satoru promptly reminded her of her place of not being on Kazumi’s level (which I wonder if he’s said because he most likely knows she’s insecure about it) then she might have without realizing it.

There’s so many questions racking through my brain, has Kazumi really not suspected a thing even through their blatant flirting in front of her on their first meeting? Why did Y/N stick with someone she clearly can’t stand? Is there more to Y/N and Kazumi’s relationship that we have yet to see or is Y/N just that awful of a person to Kazumi? As of right now my mind is just racing!

I can’t wait to see the aftermath of this situation, Y/N babe let’s get some therapy maybe 😌 Kazumi, I’m so sorry you were betrayed by the two people you probably loved most omg 😭 Satoru, you can go to hell (need you so bad tbh)

THANK YOU FOR THE CHAPTER and I’m so sorry for the essay message 😭 looking forward to part three! Have a good one ❤️

First, I just want to say THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING ME THIS AND READING MY WORK!! ❤️ ✨️ and your character study is awesome dearie!!

Secondly, I love how you left messages for everyone, here's there answers for you:

Y/N: I am sure I can use a bit of therapy after all that, thank you.

Kazumi: I still can't... it's so hard to even believe but... I guess, I knew bits and pieces about it... Still it doesn't help but thank you for your concern.

Satoru: Would you accompany me on the road to hell, m'lady? *winks*

Now, to answer your questions, I won't answer about Kazumi and y/n's relationship and why didn't Kazumi suspect much cause anything it'll spoil the next part.

As for, why Y/N didn't leave Kazumi:

Its kind of an attachment issues. I have incorporated this trait in y/n recalling my behaviour with some of my former(toxic) friends. Idk if anyone relates with it or not but in this issue, you can't just let go of people who have done wrong to you.

There's a tendency to just stay with them even though you absolutely hate them. But the reason for the stay is because you want to witness and revel whenever the other person's suffering. And as we saw, y/n is a two-faced bitch – she'd provide fake support while laughing internally.

But this attachment issue also makes her suffer as she is not really "leaving" even though she might say that she doesn't care for Kazumi, she is actively present in her life and in a way does care (for her suffering). It is making her suffer too which kind of gives the feel of an internal masochism.

This brings me to my second answer:

I guess I have mentioned it that y/n does harbour feelings for Satoru even though she knows he is an asshole. And yes, the affair was mainly a revenge but then think about it, you are actively flirting, sleeping, meeting someone but all in secret. It gives you the - Us against the world vibe which is thrilling in itself and you don't know when you overstep the threshold of love even after knowing that your partner is a Dick.

Y/n knows that her feelings can be one sided and its causing her to suffer (internal masochism), still she can't stop this affair (attachment issues at play again).

That's just it!! And thank you for reading and writing to me. It really means a lot !! 💗 😭

[maranull]

Thought dump —I guess rant— prompted by the last rb. If it doesn't make sense it's because I don't give a shit about how easy this reads, actually.

Some folks, queer and not, see trans people as trans first and people second, if they even view us as people at all.

Every piece of media, of social voices, of queer history, of everything screams that a trans woman wants and has to fight. Has to be out and proud in a country that wouldn't think twice to attack or kill us. Has to be strong, has to be a rock for other queers, has to be the idea of the legends that were Sylvia Rivera and Martha P. Jonson and all the others. We also have to be pretty. We have to want to fuck every single person. We have to be loud and we have to be funny and we have to be this idea of a trans woman that internet people have.

I personally can't be that ideal of transness the internet has. I'm constantly scared as hell. I'm both on hrt and also stealthing like my life depends on it, which tbf, it does in one way or another. I now have to bind and I hate it, yet I do it and a binder is on its way to continue to do it better. I look like shit and that's not self-deprecating bullshit, rather a fact that I accept more than I accept your expectations of me. Would I prefer to be out? Yes. Can I do that without placing my livelihood and potentially life at risk? No.

And again and again, both media and other queer people try and tell me if my country, my culture, and my social circles are safe or not. As if they know better than me. "It's hard but it's manageable," says the rich trans woman on the TV. "It's fine, really," says the one with a supportive job and social circle. "You're overeating," says the asshole from a progressive culture.

None of them have seen the disgust and the hate in people's eyes. One has a car, the other is with company and the third is miles and miles away. They haven't seen a whole train wagon quiet down the moment a trans woman enters, they haven't seen how they looked at her. How her shoulders and head were fallen and how tight her jaw was. They haven't seen how ready to fight she was and more importantly, had to be, just taking the train for two stops.

Only one trans woman, a random one in a random article, said it how it is in Greece: Every step as a visible trans woman is a risk. Every walk through an empty road, every interaction at a store, every conversation with a stranger, every appearance in a public space and every time you let someone learn where you live is a potentially life threatening risk. It's a coin flip each time. Do I return home unharmed or not? Heads or tails? Will I be safe in my own house? Heads? Or tails?

And some are brave, some have support, some are rich and some pass perfectly and some do make it unharmed. Others get assaulted, forced into sex work, killed in their own homes, go "missing", get buried with their dead-names by families that hated them. I'm not able nor willing to take that on, until I reach the point were I'll have to. I'm not the internet's idea of a trans woman. I am a trans woman, like an actual fucking person, in a highly hostile environment with absolutely no one having my back.

And I come here, and the progressive internet in general, and I occasionally see cunts from progressive states and countries that act like that being conforming is the most vile thing you can do as a trans person. Passing? Wanting to live without turbulence? Wanting to not have molotovs thrown at your window? Fake tranny. Acting as if transness is a specific nonconforming ideal that all "real" trans people must achieve. And as if we all have to want to be queer ambassadors. As if we all have the freedom to be. (Since this is the zero reading comprehension website, I'll add that I'm not saying that being non-conforming is somehow bad or that everyone that has that as their gender or appearance goal is an inconsiderable asshole.)

I don't have a point to make, I don't think. But I do have a gigantic FUCK YOU to anyone that sees trans people as their idea of transness and not as individual people in varying cultures, situations and mindsets. Guess that's my point. We are people, not ideas. And stop enforcing your ideas on our individualities.

[donnerpartyofone]

I'm not really surprised that so many people are impatient and inconsiderate enough to blast audio out of their phones in shared, public, sometimes involuntary (ie public transit when it's your only option) spaces, but it does surprise me that some people are trying to work up these pious, sad sack excuses for why they're allowed to do anything they want and everyone who tells them to control themselves is being malicious or classist or ableist or something. Basically I'm surprised by the relative dearth of "fuck you I do what I want" responses, which I would find more respectable frankly. Because that is absolutely what this all boils down to; your only possible reason for refusing to find anything inobtrusive to do while you *patiently wait* to play your loud bullshit in an appropriate environment is always "fuck you I do what I want". But strangely enough, even in our entitled-ass era of spoiled bitch supremacy, fewer people will admit to just being selfish and inconsiderate even if there's no other possible motivation for their behavior. More people seem to want to cook up some kind of barely-functional excuse that makes it sound like it's cruel or even politically incorrect to tell people not to be obnoxious and attention-draining amongst the public who are trying to mind their business as they get where they're going. I don't think people should make a fucking nuisance of themselves, but if they do, I would rather they just admit that they don't give a shit how other people feel. I feel like this is the same quality that makes little fandom creeps morbidly intolerant of knowing that some people don't like them or don't like their fave; they can't just enjoy being different or being part of something that not everybody "gets", they demand universal approval or the silence of their perceived enemies. They're incapable of cultivating any kind of punk individualism, just like people who insist on blasting tiktok videos in public don't have the backbone to admit that they're just fucking rude and can't defer doing their most favoritest thing for even the length of a subway or bus ride. They have to act like they're being victimized by meanies when someone tells them rationally that they're being assholes. I would much rather just have someone give me the finger, than try to explain in that weepy tone that their lack of sympathy and impulse control grants them some kind of human right that I'm violating by being mad at them.

Anyway, one time many years before this darkness befell us, I was on the subway when this guy came to stand next to me just blaring some awful, tinny, fuzzy music out of his violently vibrating phone right into my fucking ear. Then as I sat there wondering why people are like this, a woman sat on the other side of me listening to some disco song through her headphones so fucking loudly that the headphones were basically pointless. Then she reached into her bag and produced a huge pair of platform heels, took off her shoes to put them on, and just started STOMPING. I hated it but I had to admit, it was also pretty funny.

[gloryofluv]

The Brothers React to an Angry Crier

I'm an angry crier. I've been here sooooo many times. I thought it would be such a fun way to delve into how the Brothers would react to it. Hope you enjoy!

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You were trying so hard to explain why this made you angry. The conversation had taken a tipping point and you were frustrated beyond belief. How could they be so inconsiderate???

“I’m done with this,” you spit out as tears build and your brow is the tightest it’s ever been.

Turning to walk away. They already saw you cry. It only made you even angrier.

Lucifer-

Literally short-circuited. He pushed too hard. He knew you were angry but couldn’t help it.

Reaching for your arm, he breathes and prepares for the backlash. Your pointed gaze through tears was ruining him and his pride.

Heartbroken immediately. He never wanted you to cry out of anger or sorrow. Your tears shrunk his pride to deficient levels.

“Please, don’t leave? I'm sorry I was so abrupt. Come sit and let’s have some tea. I won’t provoke this conversation further until you’ve calmed down.”

Mammon-

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Lucifer was going to kill him. You were going to kill him!

Races after you and launches himself in front of you. Cue blubbering beggar. How could he be this stupid? Yeah, well, he knew he’d pissed you off in the past, but this was cruel.

His heart was dying at your bitter anger surrounded by tears. Sunk to his knees and clung to your legs.

“Hey, wait, I’m so sorry! Please don’t leave mad? Ya know I love ya? Right? I didn’t mean it!”

Levi-

Oh, no! He hurt and made his 3D Rui-chan meets Henry upset? What does he do?

He climbs from his chair and races over to the door, stopping you. Stumbling on words was difficult and mortifying for him. What if he couldn’t find something to fix this? What if you left and never came back?

Is already prepared for you to order him to let you leave. Already preparing for the rejection and sharp knife of your words as he tried to find words.

“Please, w-wait? I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to hurt you. I know you're mad, but can you not leave me? You can yell at me, but don’t leave, please?”

Satan-

Shit. He always knew his wrath and sharp tongue would piss you off sooner or later. Follows you silently even if you ask him to leave you alone.

Sits outside your room and waits for the anger to subside. He knew you needed a moment of incredible anger. He could relate. Okay, now he needed to react properly, or you’d never forgive him.

Knocking on your door, he had a cup of tea and his favorite blanket. He was completely unsure about this, and that says something; he never walks into a situation without understanding all the scenarios.

“I know I made you angry. I’m so sorry and would like to make it up to you. I wish I could say I don’t relate, but I do. Please allow me the chance to use this as an opportunity to show you how much I love you, even if I can be difficult.”

Asmo-

Hm. Angry tears were not intended! Follows you and clamors an instant apology. Tries to explain himself.

Hates the way he made you angry. Doesn’t bother to stop at your door. Opens it and wraps you in a large hug. Even if you swipe at him, he’s not letting go. Ever.

Will subdue you into sobbing instead of anger by just holding you. When you sniffle and weep, he will sit you both down, wiping your face and comforting you. Allowing you to voice your anger with nods and doting.

“I’m so sorry, my lovely. Even when you’re angry at me, you’re beautiful. Please, tell me how I can fix this. I really don’t like making you cry or angry. I’ll fix it and give you a massage after.”

Beel-

Oh, no! He hurt you??? Races after you after a moment of stunning shock. Grabs you in a big hug and tries not to tear up.

How could he ever hurt you like this? You’re so angry you feel so warm, and your tears kill him! He kisses your hair and huffs as you growl and snap at him.

Let’s you go if you demand it, but will follow if you try to escape again. Repeatedly apologizes until you turn back to him.

Promises to never do that again. A tear stretches down his cheek as he claims such.

“I can’t believe I hurt you. I’m so sorry and will never do that again. You’re too important to me to ever make that mistake again.”

Belphie-

Shit. This was worse than him killing you. Absolutely the worst. Gets the energy to climb off the bed and follow you. Doesn’t yell after you or apologize vocally.

You get to your room, and he knocks. A first for him. You scream through the door for him to leave you alone. He won’t. Knocks continually until you answer.

When the door opens, he slams his body against you, kissing your face. Apologizes and squeezes you like you’re the only thing in the world that matters. Kicks the door close and drags you to your bed.

Subdues you to lay in bed and let it out so that he can comfort you by wiping your tears and caressing your hair. He’ll fix this. You’re more important than anything else.

“I’m so apologetic. I am an asshole, but I promise, I’m your asshole. I’ll never do that again. You’re my light and sweet dreams. Please let me make it up to you?”

[keanureevesisbae]

Ever After Boutique - chapter 9

Summary: Weeks have gone by and Frankee is sick of waiting.

CEO!Henry Cavill x Frankee Newhouse

Wordcount: 1k

Warnings: None

Masterlist // Ever After Boutique Masterlist // Previous chapter

Three whole weeks have gone by and in those weeks, mister Cavill hasn’t shown himself at the boutique. Not once. He even stayed absent when it was time for the annual check up at the boutique, to see how things are going. He canceled. The asshole canceled. I wonder if I had something to do with it.

Well, I don’t need to wonder. I know what we did had something to do with it. If the situation weren’t as complicated as it already was, I would’ve texted him.

But the situation between us has gone way beyond complicated.

Me, Vivvi, Amanda, Chrissy and Leona are all working today and when we finally close the doors, we all plop down in the break room, tired of how dreadful this day was. Customers came and went, came and went. I have been on my feet non stop today.

‘Mister Cavill cancelled today?’ Vivvi asks.

Leona nods. ‘Again. Don’t know what is happening to him. It’s unlike him to cancel three weeks in a row.’

All of the sudden I feel all eyes on me. ‘What?’ I ask.

‘No sarcastic remark?’ Amanda frowns as she leans over the table, to take a closer look. ‘Are you sick? You’ve been acting weird for a while now.’

‘I’m not sick,’ I say in a defensive tone. ‘Just a bit tired, that’s all.’

But in all honesty, I feel kinda sick, but maybe that’s because there is this void. I’m lonely and vulnerable, two feelings I haven’t felt in such a long time. I know so much about Henr— I mean, mister Cavill and now he doesn’t even show his face. Was I that terrible? Inconsiderate? Does he hate himself for letting go like this?

My phone vibrates on my lap and I check it a little too quick, hoping too see Mister Poo Poo Head on the screen, telling me to meet him somewhere, that he’s sorry or whatever, but it’s an unknown number. I get up from my seat and excuse myself. I walk out of the room and say: ‘Hello?’

‘Hello, is this Frankee Newhouse?’

‘Yes, this is her. Who’s this?’

‘Mister Burke, dear.’

Mister Burke is calling me?

‘Oh, sir, what a surprise.’ How the hell did you get my number?

‘Dear, I have a proposition for you. Fancy a drink?’

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So, I have a new job. As assistant manager of a boutique near Madison Park. It’s luxurious, it’s fancy and the fact I’m assistant manager, makes it even greater. While me having a new job and being an assistant manager is fantastic, telling my colleagues was dreadful. They understood me leaving this place to become a manager. They all knew that one day I’d leave, I’d accept a job better suited for me.

As we are reminiscing in the backroom, about all the things that happened in the time I worked here, the door opens and mister Cavill walks in.

He doesn’t look too good. Almost like he hasn’t slept for days on end.

‘Mister Cavill,’ Vivvi, Amanda and Chrissy say, all with a blush on their cheeks, as they straighten their backs.

He seems confused, as to why their eyes are red and puffy, why I haven’t said anything yet and why Leona is dabbing her tears from her cheeks. ‘What’s going on?’

‘Frankee is leaving,’ Leona says, causing Vivvi and Chrissy to cry out loud again. ‘She got a job offer as assistant manager.’

‘I see,’ he notes. ‘That’s too bad.’

That’s it?!

‘I dropped a special order on the counter.’ After he told us he’s gotta go, his eyes land on me. ‘Good luck, miss Newhouse.’

And with that he leaves. I’m absolutely stunned. The son of a bitch has the audacity to just simply leave like that? ‘I’ll be right back,’ I say, walking behind him to the exit. ‘Good luck?’ I say in a harsh tone, causing him to stop right before he gets in his car. ‘That’s all I get?’

‘What else do you want me to say?’ he asks, turning around.

‘Show me some damn interest in where I’m going would be nice. A heartfelt goodbye. Come on, sir, you cannot do this to me. To us.’

He isn’t saying anything. He runs his fingers through his locks. ‘Where’s the new job?’ he then asks, not making eye contact.

Not impressed, but slightly better. ‘It’s a new place near Madison Park,’ I say.

He nods. ‘Well, you’ll do fantastic and I mean that.’

I know he does. I managed to be brave back in Ever After, however I feel the tears burn in my eyes. I don’t want him to see me cry, I really don’t. However, I still have to dab my cheeks clean. ‘Be kind to the other girls, okay?’

‘I will.’

‘So… This is it?’

He nods. ‘This is it.’

While every fiber in my body tells me not to do it, I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his waist, nuzzling my face in his chest. ‘I’m so sorry,’ I whisper.

‘Don’t apologize,’ he says, snaking his arms around my upper body, warming me up as I’m slightly freezing. ‘You deserve to be happy.’

‘As do you,’ I whisper and I know he heard it. I pull back a little and stand on my toes, to give him a soft peck on his lips. When I want to let go, he doesn’t let me. What was intended to be a short and simple kiss, changes into the way he kissed me weeks ago. Tender, gentle and caring.

‘I believe in you and if there is something you need, let me know.’

I highly doubt he means it. He might just say it to sound nice. ‘Okay.’ I take a few steps back, so he can step into the car. I hold his door before he can pull it shut. ‘Goodbye mister Cavill.’

He doesn’t look at me. ‘Goodbye miss Newhouse.’

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[sunder-soul]

𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖛𝖊

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Chapter One: There's just something about those Riddle murders that doesn't quite make sense... Wordcount: 2.3k Content warning: language, allusions to bigotry.

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Name: MORFIN GORMLAITH GAUNT

Age: 46

Wand: fir, 10 ¾ inches, dragon heartstring

Residence: Gaunt Estate, Little Hangleton, Yorkshire

Marital status: -

Offense charge: three counts of murder in the primary degree

Date of charged offense: 1st July, 1943

Offense Detail: prisoner entered the residence of the Riddle family (Muggle, IM-00) and inflicting the Killing Curse (UC-001-1717) upon the three members of the Riddle family present; Thomas Riddle (63), Mary Riddle (60), and their son Tom Riddle (37). Use of the Killing Curse has been confirmed by Prior Incantato (see report DMLE-619-1951-BLE, SA: Robert Odgen).

Date of Testimony: 3rd July, 1943

Prisoner plea: guilty

Sentence: Azkaban, 360 years

Date of Sentence: 3rd July, 1943

You frown.

It’s very late, the candle your desk is barely a stub, the little flame hovering nervously on the surface of a broad pool of wax, and you’ve been copying over these stupid reports to the new, tamper-proof parchment forms for seven hours now – but something is extremely odd about these dates.

“McCollin,” you say slowly. “Did you work this case?”

“Hmm?” McCollin doesn’t look up at the desk beside you, head resting heavily on one hand and his spine curled into a perfect and truly concerning C-shape over his own stack of files. He looks close to passing out right there and then, salt-and-pepper hair a little greasy, scruffy five o’clock shadow, eyes bleary and shadowed.

“Gaunt,” you read, “1943. You were working with Odgen then, right?”

He snorts. “Yeah, I remember that nutter.”

“What happened?”

“Guy was from one of those ancient pure-blooded clans, you know, one of the real fanatical ones, inbreeding and liquidated assets and all,” McCollin yawns, dragging his hand down his face and smearing ink across his whiskered cheek. “Hated Muggles like nobody’s business."

“Yeah he killed three Muggles, right?” you peer at the report.

McCollin nods at the form he's copying. “Went off the deep end one day. Walked right up to their house and murdered ‘em. When they brought him in he was ranting and raving about how they’d had it coming for years.”

“He was arrested, charged, and sentenced within three days,” you say slowly.

He finally looks up at you. “So?”

“That’s the fasted processing I’ve ever seen.”

“The guy admitted to it, kiddo,” McCollin says in deadpan, “he had snakes nailed to his door and his family tree was basically a Christmas wreath.”

“Yeah, but… what made he snap?”

He laughs again, shaking his head despondently as he returns to his form. “You got a lot to learn.”

His tone wants to be fond but it just strikes you as patronising, especially considering the amount of times people have said that exact same stupid line to you. It’s like half the bloody department think being Muggle-born makes you incapable of understanding the subtle and unique intricacies of wizarding culture – as if bigotry and supremacists and assholes are exclusive to the magical world. “What?” you say a little too defensively.

“Families like that… guys like that… they’re not right in the head. Hate Muggles just to hate ‘em, reckon they’re all that’s wrong with the world. Honestly it’s a miracle he didn’t do it sooner.”

You look back down at the report, suspicions anything but assuaged. “Yeah,” you say quietly, “it is.”

☆゜·。。·゜゜·。。·゜★

“Did you ever watch Gaunt’s testimony?”

“You’re still going on about that?” McCollin drawls, heaving the towering box of finished files up a bit as he heads for the lifts.

“I looked him up in Records and the memory’s only available with supervisor permission,” you push, following him quickly. “If you signed me off then I could get Owler to –”

He slams the button and stares at the little golden arrow above the elevator grate slowly sliding towards the basement floor. “And why in Merlin’s name do you want to watch the Gaunt trial?”

You slip your hands into the pockets of your purple Ministry robes. “I’m interested.”

“Interested,” he echoes, shooting you a look. “Is that so?”

“He was processed in three days, McCollin. If it was that obvious he was guilty, it must have been one hell of a trial.”

“It was,” he scoffs as the lift dings and the grate grinds to a noisy open. “Fine, but only if you finish Johan’s quota by five.”

The triumph is impossible to keep off your face and McCollin rolls his eyes at your immediate glee. “I’m on it,” you grin, spinning around and racing back to your desk to get started.

☆゜·。。·゜゜·。。·゜★

“Merlin’s beard,” McCollin mutters, shaking his head at the stack of completed transcripts. “I gotta hold stuff over your head more often.”

“Just sign the slip, McCollin,” you smirk.

He sighs and grabs the quill from your hand, and you hold your breath as he scribbles his initials on the slip. “You’re obsessed,” he drawls.

You seize the slip and round on the lift, heart racing with excitement. “I’m interested.”

☆゜·。。·゜゜·。。·゜★

The trial is absolutely insane.

Morfin Gaunt looks like a Witch Weekly cartoon caricature of a fanatical blood-purist and he rambles in a manic-edged, ceaseless torrent about how much he enjoyed murdering the Riddles as the Wizengamot mutters and blithers disapprovingly for about three hours – but something catches your attention right near the end. Something you can’t help but ask Owler about the second the memory ends and you’re thrown back into the Records Room.

“Who’s Merope?”

Owler’s sallow face looks about as thrilled at your question as he was at your request for the memory in the first place. “Merope Gaunt,” he says in a flat, nasally voice, waving his wand at the Pensieve and sending the memory swirling back into its phial.

“Merope Gaunt?”

Owler’s thin, anaemic lips downturn even more. “His sister.”

You stare at him. It is not at all what you’d expected. “And why did he call his sister a mud-soused, scumsucking slut?”

“Ask your supervisor.”

“He seemed to be saying he killed those people because of Merope, why on earth would his sister be why he –”

“I keep the records, I don’t conduct the investigations,” Owler interrupts with not inconsiderable disdain. “Now if you could please –”

“Did they bring Merope in for testimony?”

Owler gives your continuing presence a very dirty look. “No.”

“Why not?”

He pushes the door to the Records room open and stares at you.

You try to hold your ground but Owler is unrelenting, and you're forced to step past him with a curt sigh. “Right, well, good afternoon, Owler, thanks for –”

The door slams shut behind you.

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“Get what you wanted?” McCollin smirks as you collapse stony-faced into your chair.

“I forgot how impressively unpleasant it is to talk to Owler,” you mutter, resting your head in your hands. “Did you know about Merope?”

“Merope?”

“Yeah, Morfin’s sister.”

“Didn’t know he had one,” McCollin says disinterestedly.

“He was saying some stuff that made it sound like she’s why he killed those Muggles.”

“Uh huh.”

You lift your head, giving him an incredulous look. “He said she’s why he murdered three people, McCollin. How does that not interest you?”

McCollin throws down his quill and sighs sharply. “Look kiddo, the guy’s rotting in Azkaban, he admitted to the murders, they found the curses in his wand, and he had a memory of the whole thing. What exactly are you hoping to achieve here?”

You can barely believe it. “Why isn’t Merope Gaunt mentioned in any of his trial documents?” you say sharply.

“Either she wasn't relevant to the proceedings, or she's dead, or he made her up,” McCollin shrugs, “like I said, the guy went off the deep end.”

“But why doesn’t it say –”

“Just drop it,” he sighs impatiently, “you have work to do, and I won’t have you wasting clocked time on some case from nearly a decade ago.”

“Come on, McCollin, can’t you admit that it’s weird that –”

“I said drop it,” he says sharply, “don’t make me be the big mean supervisor here, you know I hate it.”

You glare at him. “Fine,” you say through gritted teeth.

It’s almost too easy to pull Morfin’s old file from where it’s still sitting in the refuse pile and subtly charm a copy of it that evening.

☆゜·。。·゜゜·。。·゜★

Merope Gaunt, as far as you can tell, fucking vanished off the face of the earth in 1925.

There’s nothing, no addresses, no marriage or death notice, no registered Floo connections, no DRC calls for gnomes or doxies or even the odd kappa, not a single trace of her after Morfin and their father Marvolo had a stint in Azkaban for assaulting Bob Odgen back in the 20s.

It seems like the second they were locked up, she scarpered.

You sit back in the Archives Hall and let out a long breath, flipping the folder shut dejectedly. Morfin’s file is a thick wad of anti-Muggle hate crimes rivalled only by his father’s, and closer inspection had revealed that the Gaunt family estate sat a cool twenty minutes' walk from Riddle House where the murders had occurred. If Morfin had lived so close to some of the Muggles he hated so much, he’d been sitting on a clear motive for murder for years.

So why suddenly snap?

What had pushed him over the edge?

Why did he cite Merope in his deranged testimony?

Why talk about her in that way?

Where the hell did she go?

There are endless questions and zero answers. Plus, you kind of get the feeling that if McCollin saw you hunched in the Archives after-hours trying to find those answers, you’d get your pay docked.

☆゜·。。·゜゜·。。·゜★

That night, you sit bolt upright in bed with a surge of electric realisation.

Mud-soused… scumsucker…

You’ve heard that language before. You’ve processed about four hundred case files of harassment with that language.

“Idiot,” you breathe, smacking your forehead and falling back onto your pillows with a thump. “Idiot, of course…”

Because that’s the way Pure-blood extremists talk about witches and wizards who've fallen in love with Muggles.

Suddenly, you have a pretty good idea where Merope might have disappeared to the moment her blood-obsessed brother and father were out of the picture, and a pretty good idea of where you might be able to look to find her. Because you’ve been looking in the wrong place.

You’ve been looking for her in the wizarding world.

☆゜·。。·゜゜·。。·゜★

“I have the craziest news for you,” you grin, slamming a silver Sickle on the counter and taking your seat at the bar.

“You say that twice a month,” Mori grumbles, setting your drink down and sliding the coin into his huge, calloused hand.

“It’s true twice a month.”

“It’s true half as much as you think.”

“I found her.”

Mori’s dark brows raise. It makes his gruff face look slightly less intimidating. “The lady from that old case you're into?”

“Yeah,” you beam, seizing your drink and leaning forward. “Started going through marriage certificates, and –”

“You’re telling me that your big-shot Ministry intern arse has been working this thing for a month and you didn’t even check marriage certificates?”

“Not Muggle ones,” you smirk.

Mori takes a glass off the bar and starts to clean it as he peers at you. “Go on.”

“She married the same guy her brother murdered, Mori,” you breathe, glancing around to make sure none of the shady denizens of Moribund’s are listening – it’s not like the bar's regular patrons are so welcoming to your big-shot Ministry intern arse on the best of days considering you’re half-way down Knockturn Alley in the dead of night. “They fucking ran away together!”

“Well, that explains a lot,” Mori mutters.

“Exactly!”

“What are you going to do about it?”

You shrug, taking a sip of your drink and feeling supremely pleased with yourself.

“What, you spent that much time investigating this thing for no reason?”

“Nah,” you say quietly, lips still in a smile. “I have a feeling there’s more to it than this. I still have to find out what happened to her after they got married and her brother murdered his new in-laws.”

“And what’s this guy’s name again?”

You give him a dry look. “You know I can’t tell you names, Mori, I’m pushing the bounds of my contract telling you this much already.”

He shrugs his massive shoulders, casting a wary look around the dark bar. “If you’re looking for people who might know a thing or two about murderers and Muggle-haters, you’ve come to the right place.”

“I’m here to talk to you, Mori, not the murderers and Muggle-haters.”

“You’re here to drink cheap and rant to someone who won’t rat you out to your boss,” he growls.

You give him another grin. “Cheers to that.”

☆゜·。。·゜゜·。。·゜★

You find Merope’s name in a record tome of an old church parish almost by accident. There’s barely any information there, just one name on a huge list of those buried in the pauper’s graveyard less than ten blocks from where you’re sat amongst the looming shelves of the Muggle public archives at that exact moment.

But there is something.

It says she died in a place called 'Wool’s Orphanage' on New Year’s Eve in 1926. It’s not hard to guess why she might have been there, and how she probably died.

Merope Gaunt had a child.

☆゜·。。·゜゜·。。·゜★

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[mettywiththenotes]

Bakugou and The Cuts

Okay so I absolutely agree that Bones is just so stupid for cutting out the League’s important moments, it sucks. BUT this isn’t the first time they’ve done this

While, yes, Bakugou’s cut scenes aren’t the same as the League’s, there are a couple of moments that piss me off where there is just a lack of context. A lack of context which really doesn’t build Bakugou’s development up well

First we have this scene in the second PL exam with Bakugou and Todoroki. In the manga, we see this

Bakugou insists that violence is the way to teach the kids a lesson, since that’s how he was raised. Shouto counters this with “There’s a better way of doing things.”

Bakugou REMEMBERS the Sports Festival and the conversation between Izuku and Shouto. He remembers the very topic of that convo: Shouto’s abuse and his scar.

He then realizes “Oh shit I fucked up” and lets Shouto take over, insists that he show him how he does things, in a very Bakugou fashion.

This moment was meant to show the significance of that moment in the Sports Festival, it was meant to directly link back to it so we’d see what Bakugou thinks of Shouto’s situation. Here, we are shown that he’s respectful of Shouto’s trauma, that he now realizes he shouldn’t have insisted that “violence was the answer” and that IN A SINGLE INSTANT he’s willing to change his mind and fix the situation. It showed Bakugou’s compassion and care

He doesn’t mention the abuse like “Oh shit sorry Todoroki I forgot you were abused”, he doesn’t call out WHY it was wrong of him to say it (because then that would be outing Shouto’s situation without his consent). He realizes his mistake and fixes it, allowing for Shouto to show what he means instead of forcing him to do things the Bakugou Way

This is an incredibly important moment. Not only does it show that he’s willing to give the reigns to someone else sometimes, it shows that Bakugou is capable of being compassionate, he’s capable of understanding and being respectful. This little moment holds so much to Bakugou’s character and that’s why I love it

Whereas when this scene was done in the anime...

There’s no reference to the Sports Festival Scene. There’s not even a little bit of a “oh I just realized something but I won’t show you what it was” moment. Here, it looks like Bakugou just wanted to get a rise out of Shouto in a competition way

As if he’s saying “Oh you think you’re better than me? Then why don’t you show us how it’s done, hotshot!”

While this does show that Bakugou is willing to let others take control sometimes, the point of this scene was also to illustrate how Bakugou remembers things. He remembers important information, not just basic info but personal info, and he’s willing to take all these factors into account in order to make a complete victory

I know that when I watched the anime (the first time I got into the series before reading the manga), I watched the Sports Festival convo, saw Bakugou listening in and thought “Oh, this is going to be relevant at some point. Cool!”

And it was. It was brought up again in the manga and I was so happy because then that scene of Bakugou listening in had significance. It was so good and it showed so much about how Bakugou’s mind works. It was so wonderful to see

I guess, if you’re an anime-only, you could use your brain and eventually figure out that the reason Bakugou let Shouto take control was because of his knowledge of the abuse but... there’s no indication to that moment. There’s no surprise or epiphany expression. There’s nothing to show you that Bakugou remembers

In fact, as an anime-only, you could look at this moment and say “That’s so inconsiderate of him not to remember Shouto’s abuse! He was there for that convo! Why didn’t he remember? What an asshole! And, oh yeah here we go, he’s sizing him up and trying to provoke Shouto again😒”

Which is the wrong reaction to have. Because that didn’t even happen. Bones just decided to erase that special thought-provoking moment and settle for “Haha Bakugou hothead moment”, and it gives off the wrong impression. It doesn’t give you the realization you’re supposed to have when looking at Bakugou’s character, and that’s what pisses me off

Another moment is the scene after Bakugou’s team wins against the 1B team in the Joint Arc. In the manga, we see this

Izuku calls his nickname, all happy to see that he won, and Bakugou yells at him. This, as we can see, is a reflex, because we see the sfx next to Bakugou himself. Izuku gives a meek reply to the yelling

This is such a relevant scene. Arguably, it is the most important to fully understanding how he interacts with Izuku. The Reflex sfx is to show that, while Bakugou is still at the point in his relationship with Izuku where they are still rocky, his outburst wasn’t intentional. It was a reflex because of 1) how he’s always acted with Izuku like this, so it’s just muscle memory to lash out like he always has and 2) Bakugou doesn’t know what to do with positive feedback and compliments. We literally just saw All Might compliment Bakugou and he walked away rubbing the back of his neck, saying a quip under his breath

In Bakugou’s arc, we’ve seen him be considerate to Shouto and his history with abuse. We knew that he was caring and respectful thanks to that. And when this scene came up of Bakugou yelling at Izuku like he always has, but this time with the Reflex sfx, that’s what lets us know that Bakugou didn’t mean to do it

It’s that connection from “caring” “respectful” to “he didn’t mean to do it”. You gather this information about Bakugou and it allows you to get a grasp on who he is as a person

It makes you wonder if it wasn’t a reflex, would Bakugou have done something else? Would he have said what he said after this Reflex scene and had that back and forth with Izuku a second earlier?

Would he have jumped straight into challenging him?

The Reflex sfx speaks volumes of Bakugou’s character. I consider this an important scene because it gives you more information about Bakugou and his mindset, how hard it is to recalibrate how you’ve always acted to someone

Whereas in the anime...

No Reflex sfx. Which wouldn’t be a big deal if the anime had decided not to animate most of the sfx’s from this arc... *inhales*

EXCEPT THEY DID DECIDE TO DO THAT. THEY ANIMATED MOST OF THE SFX’S APART FROM THIS ONE.

Here, it just looks like Bakugou is once again being his old “I’m better than you so shut up” self. Which is a repeating thing Bones likes to show

As an anime-only, you do have the info of Bakugou meeting up with Izuku and All Might before his match and him challenging Izuku softly, you do have the knowledge that Bakugou was thinking “Just watch me” about Izuku, but it sucks that you don’t get that very obvious moment of Bakugou yelling at him being a reflex. It’s in your face, in text, and you just can’t ignore it

Taking away or adding the sfx in changes the scene’s context. Taking it away shows Bakugou as The Bully, while adding it in shows a different side of him

It was around about this time in the manga where I think Bakugou was considering his actions and what he had done (I mean, that already shows in how much Bakugou had calmed down when challenging Izuku softly in comparison to the past), so to have this moment that makes the viewer think “Wait, it was a reflex? He didn’t mean to insult him? Did he not want to yell at him?” to just cutting it out and giving us standard Bakugou Yell And Insult Deku is really... frustrating

When I look back on the anime, I can see them cutting out scenes like this as them deciding that the audience already has enough information to know that Bakugou is changing, but

1) PL Exam moment was important. It connected directly with the Sports Festival conversation and showed the consequence of Bakugou listening in - that he took the information into account and decided to quietly change how he acted

And 2) Joint Arc moment was to show that Bakugou acts this way mostly because he doesn’t know how to act around Izuku (because he’s always done it this way), and that it’s likely muscle memory to spit out insults or yell when he sees him

These scenes are the information that anime-only’s need in order to grasp him as a character

When I think about the possible reasons as to why they cut the moments out, studio-wise, I kind of lean to animation budget issues with what to animate and what not to. Though, in the case of these scenes

1) PL Exam moment is literally just a flashback moment. You know, the kind that Bones have been using excessively in the Internship Arc? This could probably be down to time limit in the episode, that they didn’t have enough time to add it in, buuuuut nothing to do with animation budget (to my knowledge) and it still annoys me

2) Joint Arc moment was filled with useless sfx’s all over the place. While they are fun to see, they also have no meaning other than to announce a super move (which we don’t necessarily need in order to know what is happening), whereas Bakugou’s Reflex sfx does have meaning

I know we’ve all talked about how Bones’ handling of MVA being stupid and dumb, but this isn’t the first time they’ve cut development scenes out. From memory, they haven’t done this to any other Hero character except Bakugou. It just kind of... says a lot about who they prioritize and how they treat him

These are just missing moments that irked me personally. I haven’t seen anybody else talk about it, but with everyone currently talking about how Bones fucked up with cutting out necessary development moments in MVA, I thought this was relevant

[thelightofthingshopedfor]

I genuinely do not know how to engage with the Loki fandom anymore without regularly tanking my mental health, and I have no idea what to do about it.

the thing about my brain is that it sucks, see, and one of the big ways in which it sucks is that it is incredibly easy for me to miserably fixate on anything that upsets me, which then often expands to include all kinds of other tangentially related things that also upset me, thereby becoming a very bad spiral even if the thing that originally upset me was objectively not a huge deal. (I’m also really, really good at catastrophizing, which just accelerates the whole process.) at best, I then find it completely possible to do much of anything, like work on anything creative, or do my actual job that pays my actual bills, or in general remember that anything good can ever happen again. about all I can do to reset my brain when that happens is to ignore every single one of my responsibilities and do something really distracting like playing a game so my brain is engaged in something other than eating itself alive, or maybe just take a sleeping pill and go to bed. (if neither is an option, then it just sucks even more.)

for reasons that I certainly hope are obvious, that’s something I prefer to avoid.

the thing about Loki is, he’s been my absolute favorite character for about a decade now. he’s my comfort character. I can’t reliably write anything except Loki fic (which would be enough of a personal investment even if I hadn’t written a fic or two that helped me deal with the death of my dog a few years ago and my generally unhealthy feelings about death as a concept, but I did that too). I’ve spent a not-inconsiderable amount of money--again, over the past decade--on my collection of Loki stuff because it makes me happy, and I’ve invested probably even more thought and emotion than money into this character. Loki, in general, is very important to me, if for no other reason than that he’s been part of my life for a long time.

and the thing about the Loki show specifically is, I mostly like it. in part this is because I want to like it, because I’m invested for all the reasons mentioned above. there have been aspects of every episode so far that I’ve enjoyed without reservation or qualification...and there have been aspects of every episode so far that have made me cringe or genuinely upset me for one reason or another. but because I want to like it, and because I have that tendency to fixate on things that upset me in a way that makes me absolutely miserable and renders my brain completely useless for doing anything except continuing to be upset, it is genuinely unhealthy for me to spend much time at all reading negativity about the show.

some of the criticism I don’t totally understand and that’s less of an issue, but a lot of it has merit, a lot pretty obviously comes from a place of actual pain, and there’s a lot I agree with (or at least understand even if a specific thing doesn’t bother me as much). so if I read much of it, I will fixate. I will lose sleep. I will be pretty much unable to do things I actually need or want to do. if I want to avoid those things, it’s not enough just to avoid reading really intense criticism of the show; I have to actively seek out positive opinions, both to reinforce my enjoyment of things I already liked and to provide additional viewpoints on things I didn’t particularly like on first watch so I can keep myself from fixating on them (which my brain is quite happy to do on its own, without even seeing specifically negative posts, so you can probably imagine how much worse my brain gets having the negative opinions reinforced).

like--maybe this all sounds kind of silly, I don’t know, but I’ve lived with this garbage brain for more than three decades and I have a pretty good idea of how it works, at least in terms of what makes it even more garbage. to take care of my mental health, I have to approach certain things in certain ways, and I’m...working on not feeling like that’s silly all by itself. in this specific case, that means avoiding a lot of the negativity and making an effort to seek out positive opinions. as long as people tag appropriately, that shouldn’t be hard, right?

well you’d think so, except actually no, because I’ve had the worst time finding people who like the show and don’t also spend a significant amount of their time dumping on fans who hate the show or just, like, have any issues at all with any aspect of it for any reason. it starts to feel like people think that if you’re not worshiping at Marvel’s feet and loving every second of everything in this massive profit-driven franchise, then you are deluded, whiny, entitled, stupid, sadistic, or some combination of the above. and you know what, maybe it’s weird but I absolutely find that just as upsetting as negativity about the show itself. constantly seeing that stuff is equally bad for my mental health, equally likely to make me miserably fixate on it and lead to a spiral of “everything is bad and hopeless and nothing will ever get better in literally any aspect of life so why even bother trying?”

for reasons that I once again hope are obvious, I still want to avoid that! regardless of the cause! and apparently...I don’t have that option. people typically don’t tag criticism of criticism, or at least not with anything specific enough to be really useful, and it sure seems like I can’t look for the positive opinions that help me enjoy the show and avoid unhappily fixating on things I didn’t like, while also avoiding the negative opinions about other fans that also get me unhappily fixated on things that upset me. so the only alternative is, what, take several steps back from fandom entirely? well, I’d have to stop using Tumblr at all for at least a couple weeks, probably avoid the finale for quite a while, stop writing for the most part because Loki fic is too tied up in the overall fandom and I struggle too much with writing anything else, stop reading most fic for the same reason, stop working on customizing any Funko figures or other action figures that aren’t just for Etsy, and generally give up a lot of things that make me happy. weirdly enough, I don’t want to do that either. 

if everyone in this fandom 1) tagged appropriately and consistently and 2) stopped being unnecessarily mean to and about their fellow human beings, I’m pretty sure it would be basically fine. and of course there’s no possible way I can make that happen. if I want to keep enjoying something that does genuinely make me happy often enough to be worthwhile to me, it seems like I just have to choose between two different types of mental-health minefields rather than, you know, being able to avoid all the mines.

so what am I supposed to do with that?

(this is...more or less okay to reblog if you’ve felt at all the same way, wherever you might fall in your opinions about the show itself, as long as you make sure to not be an asshole about it to anyone. this is not the place to talk about how much you hate the show, and it is also not the place to talk about how awful Those Whiny Fans are. take that somewhere else and for god’s sake put a useful tag on it.)

[springday-aus]

Bad Boy!AU with Seungcheol

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moodboard link

Group: Seventeen 

Member: S.Coups / Choi Seungcheol 

Genre: fluff, romance 

Additionally: college!au 

Type: Bulletpoint AU 

Word Count: approx. 2.5k 

don’t worry, Seungcheol isn’t even really a bad boy

he’s really just… misunderstood?

actually that’s not a good word for it

it’s in the sense that his reputation makes him to be seen as a bad boy

it’s probably because of the leather jacket

and the motorcycle

and the piercings (mainly the ears)

and the tattoos

it also doesn’t help either that he’s keeps a small circle of friends

there’s nothing wrong with rolling with a smaller group

it just means a lot of people don’t actually know him and that causes more rumors about his personality

he hangs around Wonwoo and Minghao the most

Wonwoo is known to be handsome, but is also super cold to strangers

(more of a shy thing than a rude thing—a whole different story)

on the other hand, Minghao is one of those people who are brutally honest

(which makes him seem like an inconsiderate asshole)

and because people tend to lump people together

they just assume that Seungcheol is the same as those two are: cold and rude

in reality, he’s just a bit more reserved than others

makes people earn his trust, but some people found that unreasonable apparently

people are just so judgmental sometimes, especially in a small town where everyone wanted know everything about everyone

so, for college, Seungcheol picked out a city to study

because the larger populations lets him blend in with the others

tbh, let’s be real…. he def isn’t the only one who’s wearing all black on a college campus lmao

Wonwoo at some point: “look, we’re twinning”

Seungcheol: “it’s not twinning if you only wear black and keep wearing black”

Wonwoo: :(

anyways

he chose to study business

basic but it’s simple

it ensures that he’s going to have a stable job and by the of the day that’s all that matters to him

stability

also the business suit he has covers everything nicely, so it isn’t like he has visible face tattoos or piercings

not that it’s bad, but….. capitalism, you know? homeboy would like money

so, while his hometown called him a bad influence on other kids

the college sees him as another hottie in the leather jacket

he’s probably would’ve been the campus heartthrob—had it not been for the fact that he went to same school as Wonwoo, Mingyu or that new freshie who calls himself Vernon

there was one time in his theology class that he took off his leather jacket right?

the arm muscles flexing and the tattoo sleeve……….. it’s safe to say everyone took a double take during class that day

as for his academic marks……….

I mean, yeah, he doesn’t have the top grades to make it on a dean’s list or anything, but

he’s got academic scholarships and that’s enough tbh

he might not be a genius prodigy like Jihoon, but he isn’t stupid

Jeonghan: “wait, you’re not cheating off of him?”

Seungcheol: “no, Jeonghan…………. are you?”

Jeonghan: “yeah, no, I thought it was like a thing that we all agreed to”

Seungcheol: “Jeonghan, no”

Jeonghan: “Jeonghan, yes”

so he’s not like a major try-hard like all those A+ obsessive people from high school

but he does make the effort

he’s just trying to live a nice, quiet life on campus to graduate—just like everyone else here

although

there is this habit of his that he’s been trying to break: being late to class

his attendance record isn’t great……….

like he’ll be there….. but he’ll be there like five to ten minutes late so it doesn’t really matter but

it’s like a personal pet peeve about himself

granted, it doesn’t matter when most professors don’t even take attendance

but it’s also because he works really late hours at a nearby convenience shop on campus

so………. the end result is tardiness

and he’s trying to work on it

which is also how he meets you

you see, Seungcheol met you in a………… unique situation

so, Seungcheol has found it easier to go around in his motorcycle, especially in a city

and especially on a college campus

and it’s like 20x faster than walking

it’s also good for when he’s late for his morning classes because he can easily make it to the other side in campus in like 2 minutes vs the original 10 minutes

so on a bright Tuesday morning

after he overslept his alarm (once again)

he quickly got dressed and hopped on his motorcycle to get to the other side of campus for class

….. only for him to quickly stop after hearing your scream

he didn’t necessarily hit you per say but it didn’t mean you managed to pass by untouched

you were rushing off to class too

on all days to be late………. it just had to be the day you had a midterm that’s 30% of your final grade

so you were rushing through

unable to see the motorcycle that was heading your direction

which is your fault but that’s also his fault for not seeing you until you screamed when he nearly hit you, running over a toe or two

he immediately stopped, running over to you

Seungcheol: “oh my God, are you alright?”

You: hair messed up, in pain, and survived the heart attack he gave you

You: “sure”

Seungcheol: “are you sure? I can take you to the hospital or—”

You: no, no, I am already as late as is and, and, and…….”

you trail off, remembering the motorcycle that laid a couple of feet away

You: “instead of the hospital, how about a ride instead? I cannot miss this midterm”

Seungcheol was taken aback from your commitment and strange request, but complied nevertheless

Seungcheol: “are you sure?”

You: “absolutely, hustle man, hustle—we gotta go”

Seungcheol scrambles, starting up the motorcycle and handing you a helmet

which you gladly grab and attach yourself behind him with your arms on his waist

he’s a bit flustered from your proximity

what if he was a murderer and you just hopped onto his bike?

I mean, he obviously isn’t but still

You: “sir, chop-chop, pls move, my ass needs to get to McGregor”

Seungcheol: “yes, right”

it takes less than a minute to get there, especially since there weren’t many others on the pathways

you hastily get off his motorcycle, tossing his helmet back at him and running off

You: “thank you!!!!”

Seungcheol: “you’re welcome?”

he watches as you run into the building, with nothing more on your mind than your midterm

how odd

he shakes his head, clearing his head of you before going to park his motorcycle and locking it—he’s got his own problems to worry about right now

(he re-told the story to a couple of his friends, in which Jihoon said: “watch yourself, you could get a lawsuit coming one of these days” and Seungcheol just rolled his eyes)

it’s about two weeks before he sees you again

so fun fact, his college requires community involvement/field assignment

and he chose to be in the big brother program

so he’s a big brother to this adorable 6 year old girl named Rose

he filled his requirement long ago, but he highkey loved it so he remained as a big brother to Rose 

who he has to take out trick-or-treating for the Halloween event the program set up 

can you imagine Seungcheol in his leather jacket and tattoos and piercings with a little group of 6 year olds

the chaos

Rose: “what did you dress as?”

Seungcheol: “uhhhhhh….. Danny from Grease”

Rose: “who’s that?”

Seungcheol: oh my God I’m old

they get a door that’s got some fake cobwebs and bright purple string lights

Seungcheol: “go ahead little ones, knock on the door”

they yell out trick or treat and the door creaks open to…….. you

you and your friends happened to be gathering together for Halloween and decided to meet up at your friend’s old house which was in the neighborhood that Seungcheol was in

you all originally planned to watch a bunch of bad supernatural movies and give out candy to little kids

all of y’all took turns at the door and it was your turn

you give the kids a sweet smile in your doctor’s costume

(or, at least, he’s assuming it’s a costume—maybe it is and maybe it isn’t)

after you pass out the candy, Joshua, the other chaperone, rounds up the kids and Seungcheol’s eyes met your widened ones

You: “oh! it’s motorcycle dude!”

Seungcheol: “motorcycle dude?”

You: “........ you were the one who hit me with his motorcycle right?”

Seungcheol: “has anyone else hit you with a motorcycle?”

You: “so it is you!”

you two chat a bit, especially since they have to start moving to the next house

Joshua: “bro, we have to get moving, stop flirting in front of the children!”

Seungcheol: “I’m not flirting!”

he turns back to you

Seungcheol: “I’ll see you around, please don’t sue me”

You: “sue you?”

Seungcheol: “I’m a broke college kid”

You: “so am I dude”

Joshua gives him another look and another warning before they start to move to the other house

You: “you know, if you have spare time, you’re welcome to join my friends and I—we’re going to be making fun of Twilight later together”

Seungcheol: “I might take you up on that offer”

You: “well, we’ll be here, so”

you give him a smile that makes him stutter for a second, before he waves you goodbye to join the others

Rose: “Joshua says you like the doctor”

Seungcheol: “well, Joshua’s not that smart”

Joshua: “hey!”

he doesn’t know what compels him to go back to the house

but he does

(it might have taken a word or two from Rose and Joshua to encourage him)

and he has a really good time with you and your friends

hearing Seungkwan roasting Robert Pattinson was something Seungcheol didn’t know he needed

Soonyoung’s attempt of creating bgm on top of the soundtrack was also equally as hilarious

and then there were your side remarks with him throughout the movie

which he did enjoy

he left the house that night with a couple of new numbers in his phone

Jeonghan would be proud of him for making new friends on his own

after that night, you and Seungcheol hang out a bit more

you get to know each other

turns out the so called bad boy is actually just a major softie

surprise surprise, I know

he’s got a tattoo for his mom (a little heart on his heart)

he’s great at braiding (due to braiding Rose’s hair)

and he picked up sewing to patch up the holes that his friends created in their shirts

major heart eyes for Seungcheol

and he learns more about you and your little quirks

at some point, he even shares some things that happened back home

which was a bit hard for him to do but you were incredibly understanding

people just suck sometimes

one good thing about cities is that everyone minds their own business so

anyways

while he’s met your friends, you’ve also met his

you and Jeonghan are now the chaotic duo that Seungcheol wishes he can undo

Jeonghan: “are you fucking cheating? in front of my salad?”

You: steals another $50 bill from the monopoly pile

You: “no”

Jeonghan: “pay me off”

Wonwoo: “we are sitting right fucking here”

anyways

you two continue to hang out together as time goes and it’s great

sometimes you even hang out with him and Rose and it’s super cute

especially when you watch Seungcheol care for Rose like an actual sister

maybe that’s when the heart eyes started

he just……….. knows how to take care of people

he’s very attentive and understands that different people have different needs

it’s all……… very attractive

he’s very attractive

not in just the physical aspect

the inside *chef’s kiss*

Seungcheol doesn’t know when he started liking you either

maybe it was the way you really listened to what he said

you encouraged and supported him to do what he wanted

and told people off if they did say something about him

along with telling him to ignore them because it’s all stemming from jealousy and hate

and he knows that but it’s always nice to know he has someone on his side

so, what changes?

one movie night, there’s some generic rom com that you’ve already forgotten about

the blanket you’re both sharing isn’t the only heat you’re feeling

his knee knocks lightly against yours

your shoulders touching his

his fingers lingering on yours

then he’s moving closer

and closer

and then your lips meet

it’s soft, but firm

and that was the first day you started dating

dating bad boy!Seungcheol is basically the same as being friends with him only needier

he opened up to you as a friend

but as a boyfriend

you’re seeing EVERYTHING

he’s lowkey touch-starved so he’s very….. handsy

his hands got cold once and he straight up put his hands up in your hoodie

You: “thErE ArE pEOpLE aRouND sIR”

Seungcheol: “head empty, hands Cold”

lots of movie dates

(you asked if you should put on Twilight again and he said he could only take it one decade at a time)

lots of dinner and takeout dates

(the amount of menus you two have collected is insane)

lots of game night dates

which include Seungcheol’s friends

you and Jeonghan still team up to cheat, leaving the you two in the top to fight for the winning spot but Minghao always calls you two out

and then you start openly cheating

(Jeonghan literally flipped over an operations board one time)

you’ve also seen his tattoos

there are cute small ones and then there are bigger ones of flowers and patterns

You: “does it hurt more if you color them in?”

Seungcheol: “no, I was supposed to get them filled but Rose likes to color them with her markers”

You: “why are you two so fucking adorable”

You: “can I color it in?” c:

he let you

it was so much fun

on some days with Rose, you both color together on a shirtless Seungcheol

speaking of which

she loves you

Rose: “I told you you liked the doctor”

You: ?

Seungcheol: “shhhh, finish your cupcake”

oooh, also—lots of motorcycle rides

during the night is when it’s the most beautiful with all of the city lights

sometimes you stop by a park and just hang out to talk

not often bc like midnight murderers are a thing, but sometimes

it’s always a nice impromptu date

also, it’s been long overdue but he took you to the doctor’s once and brought up the whole running over your toes thing

and your toes are fine but

he still highkey feels kind of guilty but the kisses you give him compensate for the guilt

so bad boy!Seungcheol isn’t really bad just misunderstood

but like…. are we complaining?