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Yes Jo I entirely binge-read this fic in one sitting, except when I had to bring the puppy outside hahaha. It’s my apology for not being able to review your fic Sit. Stay for bookclub bc I already reviewed it😅 (everyone, please go read Sit. Stay, it’s entirely worth it! It’s a seokjin one shot that left me way too soft for our world wide handsome).

Nowwwww. About Complete Faith. Gosh😭 it was so good from start to end. Taehyung was so, so real and relatable to me (as I told you and no, I’m not lying under my bed). Because I had complete faith in you, jo, and you didn’t disappoint. You never do, for real, everything you write is just so so good and I feel blessed whenever I get the chance to read you

The slowly falling in love, the fear, the backing away when you shouldn’t be backing away.. it was touching and heart-wrenching at the same time and I just wished I could knock some sense into OC🥲 I’m so glad they found their way together in the end, bc I gotta admit I was starting to be a little scared hahaha

And also? That bit with her mom apologizing (sorta) to her and telling her how it might be affecting her relationship with tae?? I cried!! I legit cried😭

And even before all of that, the whole weekend away had me so soft. I think that, most of all, is my favourite trope ever and you wrote it so well. Like how everything feels different when you go away, as if life’s not the same. And then when you come back you feel the difference, and you managed to write that into the fic so brilliantly too

No seriously, this whole series was so good and it deserves a lot more love so everyone, please go check it out. It flows super well, you get some drabbles in tae’s pov, you get angst, you get fluff, you get real, what more could you ask for?? You’d be doing yourself a favor by reading it if I do say so myself😌

Thank you for writing such a beautiful story Jo❤️

Chapter 10: Complete Faith || KTH

(banner by @itaeewon)

Title: Complete Faith (Masterpost)

Pairing: Taehyung x female reader; {background SJ x OC, mentions of YG x OC, and HS x OC}

Rating: Soft R overall, this chapter: soft R

Wordcount: 50k total; this chapter: 5563

Summary: It’s Taehyung himself who admits that it’s usually around the one-month mark that he starts to lose interest in his relationships. So even though you’re so drawn to him you can barely stand it… when you start dating, you feel like you’ve got an expiration date from day one. But will it be Taehyung’s issues that get in the way, or your own?

Alternate summary: coworkers to friends to lovers to idiots to lovers again

TW/CW: Full list on the Masterpost. This chapter: strong language, alcohol consumption, some Jane Austen yearning shit, kissing, groping, a little dancefloor grinding, depiction of a panic attack, the fic is over you need a warning for that :((((

Notes: This fic is complete and will be updated every Friday evening (EDT timezone). A HUGE HUGE HUGE thank you to @kookstempo for the amazing beta job tytytytyty!

Chapter 10: Complete Faith

Nikki comes to get ready for the club in your room, letting the boys hang out and drink beer with Seokjin in theirs. She begs and needles you until you give in and let her dress you for the club. She chooses a black dress out of several that she packed. You’d never have picked it for yourself, but you have to admit it looks good – it hugs your ass in a way that makes you feel like you need to put a whole fucking cape over it to hide, but Nikki swears it looks amazing. You sit in front of the mirror and let her have her way with your hair and make-up.

“Don’t you think this is a little much?” you ask her when she’s done. She’s humming happily as she works on her own make-up.

“You look great,” she says. “Too much does not apply right now. I’m honestly feeling jealous, so be nice to me. I’m the birthday girl, I’m supposed to be the hot one.”

You roll your eyes at her hyperbole. But you eye yourself in the mirror again, pleased.

You dig through her bags to find jewelry and shoes. Eventually, you all meet downstairs to get Ubers out to the club Nikki chose. Of course your eye goes straight to Taehyung in the lobby, how could it not? He looks phenomenal, curls loose around his eyes, black button-down tucked into black jeans, a simple silver chain dipping beneath the collar, one silver hoop earring swinging every time he moves.

You look away quickly, trying to engage someone – anyone – in conversation before you get caught staring. You find Jimin, who you feel like is making more of an effort with you since your talk earlier in the week.

“Holy shit,” he says to you, looking you up and down.

“It’s my birthday present to Nikki,” you tell him, smiling. “I was not allowed to tell her no to any fashion decisions for tonight.”

Jimin shakes his head and mutters something that sounds suspiciously like Poor Tae.

You take two Ubers, and you end up crammed between Taehyung and Seokjin, with Nikki mostly in Seokjin’s lap but really half in yours too. At one point, the Uber takes a sharp turn and you all slide, laughing. Taehyung steadies you with a hand on your waist, but he pulls it back quickly, muttering an apology.

Inside, the lights are so dim it almost seems like a complete black-out until your eyes adjust. The music is so loud, it’s clear to you immediately that you won’t be conversing with anyone tonight. The boys head over towards the tables to see if they can find space, and you and Nikki head to the bar first. You get a tray of shots and make your way to the table the boys found, passing them out until everyone has one.

“To Nikki!” you yell, and everyone echoes you, throwing the shots back. You and Nikki each take a second one, bumping them together.

“Let’s dance!” she screams, and takes you by the wrist. You follow her out to the dancefloor, ready to lose yourself in the bass, in the burn of alcohol in your throat.

–

Hours pass like seconds and you lose track of drinks, lose track of guys you’ve danced with, their hands on your hips. The current song ends and you detach yourself from whoever he is and you start to head to the table to catch your breath when you notice Taehyung across the club. He’s standing a few feet from the table, looking in your direction. His brows are furrowed, face frowning. A cute blonde girl is trying to talk to him, but he’s not even looking at her.

Your eyes meet. Your heart sinks, your stomach swoops, and you almost stumble. You freeze, trying to get it together. He has no right, you tell yourself. He has no right to stand there and look at you like that. You’re here to have fun, here to celebrate Nikki, so fuck him. Instead of going back to the table as planned, you turn and push further into the crowd on the dance floor, swinging your hips and raising your hands as the beat starts for the next song.

You know it’s Taehyung’s body behind yours without even looking when he comes up behind you. His hands on your waist, his smell, his chest against your back, the way one hand practically holds you by a hipbone, pulling you back into his hips as you move to the music - it’s all so familiar you don’t even need to check. You close your eyes and lean your head back against him as you dip together, following his guidance when the beat changes up.

Then you’re turning, facing him, body still moving, and he’s got both hands on your ass, and you tangle one hand in his hair without thinking – your hand’s got a mind of its own - and then his mouth is on yours, searing.

You’ve wanted this for months and you’re kissing him hard, desperate. You’re drunk and you’ve missed him, and god he’s so hot. You’re still swaying to the beat as you kiss, as he slides one hand away from your ass and holds the back of your neck instead, holding you in place as your mouths open for each other. He’s hard almost immediately, and you’re trying to give him as much friction as you can as subtly as you can as you roll your hips to the beat, and he groans – not that you can hear it, but you can feel it reverberate through his chest into the hand you’re resting there.

He breaks away from the kiss and moves up your jaw, stopping to whisper in your ear, “Jesus Christ, never let Nikki dress you again. Never.”

You laugh, and this breaks the spell enough for you to step back. He looks at you questioningly, but you shake your head and take another step back, heading… you don’t know where. Just away. He steps forward, and you step back again, keeping the distance. “Don’t,” you say to him, knowing he can’t hear you at all, but he can read your lips perfectly. “Please don’t.”

Everything is suddenly crashing in on you, making it hard to breathe - everything your mom said, the reality that you’ve been hurting and pushing away people who loved you, how badly you’ve missed Taehyung, the heartbreak of losing him after falling fucking in love with him over the summer, how wonderful it felt to have him under your hands again -

Falling in love with him over the summer…

The whole room seems to swing sideways, and you clutch a stranger’s table for purchase as these words seem to blare through your consciousness. Your arms and legs are starting to tingle, starting at your fingers and toes. As you gasp for breath, the buzzing spreads up your arms and legs, closing in on your chest. You need air. You need quiet. You need to sit the fuck down.

Desperately, you make it through the crowd to the edge of the room, and then push your way outside. Everything seems somehow not real, too far away. You make your way over to some concrete steps a few doors down, sitting heavily. You can feel yourself gasping for each breath. The buzzing is aggressive, unignorable, and it’s reached your shoulders and your stomach. You feel sure that if it reaches your chest, your heart will fucking stop.

You’re taking deep, shuddering breaths into your hands, trying not to cry and wreck your makeup, when you hear someone call your name.

“Y/N, hey!” Then, as he comes closer and sees your face in your hands, your shoulders shaking – “Baby… are you okay?” He’s crouching in front of you, holding your wrists gently, trying to see your face.

You lose it at baby. It’s fucking over. You swear you can feel it happen when your heart absolutely shatters into dust. You’re breathing only in loud, desperate gasps and they echo in your ears. You can barely hear anything else. He pulls you to stand and wraps you up in his arms, holding you tight as you try to suck in air, try to get your head to stop spinning. You close your eyes and lean your forehead against his chest, the buzzing taking over your entire body. You’re sure you’re dying, sure this is a heart attack.

“Breathe,” he whispers to you. Then, “More slowly. Try.”

You work on counting as you breathe in, hold it, let it out slowly.

“You’re okay,” he tells you quietly, smoothing down your hair. “I’ve got you. You’re fine.”

It takes a while, but things stop spinning bit by bit, the buzzing in your limbs melting away from your chest, down to your elbows, slowing to a tingle before fading altogether.

When you’re breathing more like a normal person again, he peers at you, his wavy hair obscuring one of his eyes as his head tilts.

“Do you have all of your stuff?” he asks. “Can I help you back to the hotel?”

You nod, and he pulls out his phone to get an Uber. You don’t speak on the ride back, but he keeps an arm around your shoulders, helping you stay upright.

He helps you back into your room, where you sit on the end of the bed, looking at him blankly. He fishes in the mini-bar and hands you a water bottle.

“You better drink all of that,” he advises. After watching you drink some, he sits in the chair by the desk. “What the hell happened? You just had too much to drink?”

You shake your head. “Not more than any other time I’ve gone out with Nikki,” you say, and your voice sounds cracked and raw, like you’ve screamed all night. “ I don’t really know what happened. I just… had an intense day, I guess. It kind of caught up with me. I felt like I was dying.”

“I guess I didn’t help with that,” he says, apologetically.

You let out a single laugh. “I think if we’re being honest, I started it.”

He stands, wiping his hands on his slacks. “You’re okay now? You don’t feel sick or anything?”

You shake your head. “No,” you say. “Sorry for… I don’t even know what to call it. Sorry for freaking out? You should go back and have fun.”

“It’s fine,” he says, waving a hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about it. The others are on their way back anyway, Jimin just texted me.”

“Okay,” you say. “Thanks for the rescue. I know you probably… didn’t really want to do that. You always do the nice thing.”

He looks at you for a long time, then shakes his head. “Sometimes, I just don’t understand you,” he says, not unkindly, just speaking his truth.

“Yeah,” you say, laying back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. “That makes two of us.”

He lets out a tiny laugh and heads for the door. “Y/N,” he calls as he opens it. You look over at him from where you’re still laying back on the bed. “I mean it… don’t ever let Nikki dress you ever again. Seriously.”

You wake up the next morning feeling like absolute shit. Your eyes are barely open as you make your way into the bathroom and crank the shower on. You stand below the water, letting it remove the curls Nikki worked so hard on last night, letting the water carry everything away.

When you’re dressed, your wet hair wrapped up in a towel, there’s a knock at your door. You don’t know who to expect, honestly – it could be any of the crew, Taehyung included. But Nikki stands there, holding a tray with two large coffees.

“Oh my god, my savior,” you tell her, opening the door wide. She hands you one of the coffees immediately.

As you drown yourself in caffeine (and pop a few Advil for the headache), she sits on the end of the bed, looking at you carefully. “Y/N,” she says finally. “What happened last night?”

“I kissed Taehyung,” you confess, because even though you had a lot of shit happen in one day, that’s the big one.

“Taehyung kissed you,” she corrects. “We all saw it. I’m talking about what happened after that.”

You sigh. You want today to be about Nikki, but since the event hasn’t started yet, maybe you can get your issues out of the way quickly. You give her a rundown of what happened at your mom’s house.

“Wow,” she says, eyes wide. “I mean… I think that makes sense.”

“I know,” you admit. “As soon as she said it, I was like yep, sounds like me. I just… couldn’t see it myself. So I had that in my head the whole drive here, just like… wow. And then, Taehyung is here and that’s messing with my head, and here I am trashed in this club and my brain has zero coherent thoughts except that I fucking love him-.”

Nikki squeals.

“Oh my god, stop,” you lament. “It’s not a happy thing! He hates me!”

“Y/N,” she says flatly. “Let’s look at the facts, since that’s all you care about. Fact One: Taehyung was losing his mind watching you dance with other guys. Fact Two: Taehyung could not keep his eyes or hands off you once he got the chance. Fact Three: Taehyung kissed you first. Fact Four: when you left, Taehyung followed you outside and got you home safe. That’s not hate.”

You don’t answer, mulling this over.

“Okay,” she says. “So I got the stuff with your mom, and you had a revelation about Taehyung, then what happened? What happened outside?”

You explain how things had felt – the spinning, the tingling, the feeling like you couldn’t breathe.

“That’s about how my sister describes panic attacks,” Nikki muses thoughtfully. “Maybe you had one?”

You frown. “That’s never happened to me before.”

She shrugs. “First time for everything. Maybe if it happens again, talk to your doctor?”

You nod.

“I think you need to tell Taehyung,” she says finally. “I mean, if you’re asking for my advice, which technically I guess you didn’t. But if you were… I’d say tell him.”

“How do you do it?” you ask her suddenly, reaching out for her hand. She looks at you, confused. “You’ve done this with Seokjin. You made it through the scary part to the part where you just… are. How do you do it? How do you get through the uncertainty?”

She smiles at you. “Trust,” she says simply. “Take it one day at a time and ask yourself, do I trust him today? You choose each other every day.”

You take a deep breath, looking away. “I wasn’t this scared with Ben,” you admit.

She hesitates, then says gently, “I don’t think the stakes were as high with him. Plus, you hadn’t been hurt before, and now you have. But at the end of the day, do you trust Taehyung?”

You both know the answer.

You shake your head at yourself, at your own nonsense. “Of course I do,” you tell her.

She shrugs again, as if it’s all so simple. “Then step up. He’s right here. What’s stopping you?”

The picnic is adorable. The sun shines bright above you, glittering off the river. You luck out in terms of weather, and it feels unseasonably warm as long as the sun is on you. The two picnic tables your group commandeered are covered in white tablecloths, and someone has set up a Bluetooth speaker on one of them. Groups of balloons are tied to each table, and they bob in the wind. More people came up for the picnic – the club was for the tight crew only.

The tables are laden with trays of food and a giant birthday cake that reads Happy Halfway to 50!

Of course that was Seokjin’s doing.

Some of the guys throw around a frisbee, Taehyung included. You sit with Nikki and Ji-hyun, chatting and laughing.

Sometime around noon, Seokjin calls for everyone’s attention. Nikki blushes immediately, thinking this is going to be a happy birthday moment.

You all gather to hear what he has to say.

“Hello to our friends and family,” he says, smiling around at the small crowd. “As you know, today is a special day, because Nikki has turned twenty-five!”

Everyone cheers and claps, and Nikki smiles big.

“However,” Seokjin says loudly, so the noise dies back down, “there’s another reason I asked everyone to be here today. You are all so important to us, I wanted to make sure you were here to give us your love and support on the day that I ask Nikki to be my wife.”

Nikki’s eyes are wide, her hands over her mouth, as Seokjin kneels.

“Nikki,” he says seriously, voice quieter now, so that you have to strain to hear. “You are by far the absolute light of my life. You are the sun in my days, forever reminding me to see the things that are good around me. Without you, I’d be wandering in the dark.”

As you listen, your eyes find Taehyung across the circle. He’s watching you too, face unreadable. The moment seems to stretch, and you’re aware only of Taehyung’s brown eyes, the sorrow you imagine you can see in them. You wish you were standing closer, you wish you could reach out and touch his hand.

Seokjin continues, “I am so lucky to wake up every day and get to call you mine, and I don’t want a single day to go by where that isn’t true. So, I am here today with our friends and families as witnesses, to ask you… will you marry me?”

Nikki screams something that might sound like yes and launches herself into Seokjin’s arms. He stands and spins her in a circle, both laughing, lost in the moment. Everyone cheers and claps.

Taehyung never takes his eyes off of you.

Later, after the birthday cake is cut and slices are passed around, after some of the crowd has started to filter out, you head back to your car to get Nikki’s birthday present out of your trunk.

Taehyung is in the parking lot, leaning against his own car, his phone in his hand.

“Hey,” you say, unlocking your car and opening the trunk. “Everything okay?”

He glances over at you, frowning a little. “Yeah,” he says. “Just got an update from my dad about what’s happening at home. I’ll probably have to go back pretty soon and give him a hand.”

“Your mom’s bad again?” you ask.

He shrugs. “Today, apparently. It might not be a full-scale attack again, especially so soon after that last one. Sometimes she just has… weird days. But it’s a lot of work for my dad. He could use a break.”

You nod in understanding. He jerks his head towards the box you’re taking out from the trunk. “What’d you get her?” he asks.

You grin. “Mr. and Mrs. coffee mugs and bathrobes,” you tell him. “Since I knew what was happening today.”

“What if she had said no?” he teases.

You laugh. You’ve missed this Taehyung, the teasing one, the one who made you laugh like no one else. “I guess I would’ve let Seokjin keep them as a condolence present,” you say.

You stand there, looking at each other. You have so much to say to him, but you don’t know if this is the time or place.

You don’t know if he wants to hear it in the first place.

Anyway, today is about Nikki.

“Thank you, by the way,” you say, “for helping me last night. Nikki thinks maybe I was having a panic attack? I’m not sure. I don’t know.”

He moves like maybe he’s going to reach for you, but stops.

“You’re welcome,” he says quietly. “It would have been pretty shitty of me just to leave you there like that.”

You shrug. “Maybe I deserved shitty.”

The memory of Taehyung, trashed on the floor of the hallway on Halloween, swims in your mind. That was your fault, for pushing him away the first time he wasn’t perfect. Your fault for expecting his failure from the beginning and refusing to give him an honest chance. Your fault for proving to him, once again, that he wasn’t worth fighting for.

You’ve been carrying hurt and heartache since your breakup, yes, but you’ve been carrying your weight in guilt since Halloween night for causing that. The weight is so heavy on your chest that sometimes it feels hard to breathe.

You did deserve “shitty”. You didn’t deserve even a fraction of the care and kindness Taehyung had shown you last night.

He looks at you, frown deepening. “I don’t think that. I hope you don’t think I feel that way, Y/N.”

You smile, a little sadly, but say nothing.

“I, uh,” he says, clearly unsure, “I also wanted to apologize for… kissing you. I was drinking, and you looked – I mean – I just shouldn’t have done that. It did not feel good to see you having an entire meltdown after. I felt like such an asshole for… playing with your head, I guess.”

Playing with your head. Did that mean he hadn’t meant anything by the kiss? Was he apologizing for getting your feelings involved, implying that his weren’t? You feel like the blood is rushing away from your face. You take a slow breath, hoping you can keep your voice steady.

“You have nothing to apologize for. I’m sorry I was messing with you before that. I started everything. It was… extremely uncool of me.”

He shrugs. “Don’t worry about it.”

You nod, looking away. “See you at work, Taehyung,” you tell him, closing your car and walking away.

You end the afternoon hugging Nikki tightly, whispering to her how happy you are for her and Jin.

“Did you know?” she asks, accusatory.

“Girl,” you say with a laugh, “who do you think organized food and decorations? You think Seokjin managed that? Please. All he was responsible for was the ring and the cake.”

She shakes her head. “I knew that cake was all him.”

You admire the ring again. “I’m so happy for you,” you tell her, meaning it with your whole heart. “You’re both so lucky.”

She leans her head on your shoulder as you both watch the sun dip lower, reflected on the river. “I want you to have this, too,” she tells you. “Tell him, Y/N. I mean it: step up.”

You close your eyes, leaning your head on hers.

Taehyung isn’t at work on Monday, and that by itself is a little alarming. But it gets worse when you overhear your boss, two offices down from yours, say to someone, “Yes, Kim Taehyung in Accounting is a No Call, No Show today -.”

You jump up without thinking and hurry to knock on the door.

“I’m so sorry, I promise I wasn’t listening in, but I heard his name from my office – Kim Taehyung called the HR office this morning requesting use of an FMLA day today.”

It’s completely a lie, and you hope you won’t get caught in it.

Your boss frowns at you, then continues speaking into the phone, waving you away. “Apparently he called HR, so that’s one crisis averted today…”

You text Taehyung, letting him know so that he doesn’t call the office later and blow the lie. He sends you back just “ty”. You stare at it, feeling completely absolutely sure that something is wrong.

You grab your purse and stand, going back to your boss’s office that you had just left. “I have a family emergency,” you tell him. “I have to leave. I’ll put it in as a Sick Day.”

He looks at you blankly for a minute. You’ve done this once or twice – usually in the afternoon – when you needed to get Sierra, but you usually just brought her back with you and returned for the rest of the day.

“Will you be back?” he asks.

“Not today,” you say. “I’m really sorry. Thanks for understanding.”

You turn on your heel and go, zero regrets.

You’re still following only intuition when you pull up to Taehyung’s parents’ house. Sure enough, Taehyung’s car is in the driveway. You park and walk to the front door. You have never let yourself into someone’s home uninvited before but you bite back the urge to follow protocol and open the door.

You can hear crying, moaning, and the low timbre of Taehyung’s voice.

“Tae?” you call, and the noises all stop. He comes out of the room to the right of the entry, face pale and shocked.

“Why are you in my house right now?” he asks, and then waves a hand at you. “Never mind. Whatever this is, Y/N, I can’t do it right now. You need to go, now.”

“Taehyung,” you say, voice firm. “Let me help you.”

The crying begins again behind him and he turns automatically, like he’s tethered to the noise.

“Tae,” you whisper. “What’s going on? How can I help?”

“You can’t,” he snaps, but you stand firm, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

He sighs, giving in. “My dad got called in for a work emergency,” he explains quickly, still looking over his shoulder, not at you. “She can’t walk today. I’m trying to get her to the hospital.”

“She can’t walk?” you repeat.

“She could yesterday, this hasn’t happened in years,” he says. ��I’m trying to get ahold of her neurologist to see if he can meet us at the hospital or-.”

“What else needs to happen?” you ask, in Problem-Solving mode.

He throws up his hands a little. “I need to get her dressed and in the car. It’s hard when she can’t – her whole left side just doesn’t move when she wants it to.”

“I’ll do it,” you say. “Will she let me? I’ll get her ready, you call the people you need to call. Then we can get her in the car together.”

He nods at this, already opening his phone. You enter the room behind him, which seems to be a sitting room just for his mother. She’s laying back on a bed, the television on but muted atop a dresser, holding her face and crying, moaning in pain.

“Good morning, Mrs. Kim,” you say quietly. “I’m Y/N, we met recently. I’m going to help you get dressed, okay?”

You help her into a sweatsuit, holding her weakened left side and lifting her up when needed. You locate a hairbrush and brush her hair back, pulling it out of her face into a low ponytail. You find sneakers and do that as well. She mumbles thanks at you at each step and you assure her it’s your pleasure to help.

“I’m sorry you’re in such bad pain,” you tell her. “What hurts? Your leg?”

“Headache,” she grits out, eyes closed.

When she’s ready, Taehyung picks her up and you gather the items she needs to bring – her purse, some paperwork – and handle opening the doors as they make their way through the house. He settles her in the front passenger seat and you climb in the back.

“I can take it from here,” he tells you, opening the driver’s door. “Thank you for the help, but you should go back to work.”

You shake your head no, not wanting to argue in front of his mom, and buckle your seatbelt. He visibly decides he’s too stretched thin to argue with you, and gets in the car.

At the hospital, you wait with Mrs. Kim in the car as Taehyung goes inside for a wheelchair. It takes both of you to get her out of the car, and then you head inside. Taehyung goes to talk to the receptionist. You think it will be a long time before you’re seen, but they get to Mrs. Kim pretty quickly. You stay in the waiting room while triage takes her back – Taehyung goes with her – but when they take her back to her own little room in the back, you follow.

She’s given pain medication for the headache, and the doctors order some scans to check out her brain activity and see if there are any new lesions – the “sclerosis”. Until the scan can take place, you’re just waiting. You sit quietly in the hard plastic chair, holding Mrs. Kim’s hand until she falls asleep, the pain medication hitting.

Taehyung returns from the hallway, where he’d been continuing to make calls. “They’ll send the scans to her neuro, but the neuro here on site will look first and talk to me about it. And my dad is leaving work in an hour, and he’ll come here.”

“Good,” you say quietly.

“You can go home,” he tells you. “You can take my car – I’ll just go home with my dad after he gets here.”

You shake your head again, standing to look at him. “I’ll leave when you leave,” you tell him seriously. He must hear the determination in your tone, because he doesn’t argue.

They don’t admit Mrs. Kim, so she gets to go home at the end of the day. The scans were done and results sent to the proper offices, and the on-site neurologist comes to tell you that no, she does not have a new lesion, the current symptoms must be caused by the last one. Mr. Kim takes her home after a fresh round of IV steroids and with a prescription in hand to tackle the excruciating headache.

Taehyung helps his father get her into the car, kissing them both on the cheek before they leave. Then he turns to you, looking exhausted and defeated.

“Let’s go to your place,” you say quietly. You smile a little as you say, “You can shower and nap, I’ll order food.” Just what he’d said to you after the night your mother had gone missing.

Lord, you were both such messes.

That’s exactly what you do; Taehyung showers and gets in bed, and you order delivery and entertain yourself out in the chair in your nook.

When Taehyung emerges from his room, wearing sweatpants and a rumpled white tee, the sun has set. He smiles at you sheepishly.

“Feel better?” you ask. “There’s take-out in your fridge.”

“Amazing,” he says, but he comes and plops on the couch, closing his eyes again. “What a fucking day.”

“I’m glad it’s somewhat under control now,” you say seriously.

He pats the spot next to him on the couch, eyes still closed. “C’mere,” he murmurs.

You do, instantly.

“Thank you for being there today,” he says, cracking one eye to look at you. “I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t shown up. That would have been a lot harder alone.”

You’re not sure if he means physically or emotionally. Maybe both. It doesn’t matter.

“Taehyung, I have something I need to say to you,” you tell him. You know he’s drained, but maybe it’s a little karma, since he did the same thing to you when it was your life crashing down around you. He uses the arm of the couch to pull himself up so he can pay attention.

“I’m all ears,” he says easily. The nap did him good.

You face him, steeling yourself, rehearsing the words you’d practiced all day on Sunday.

“Tae,” you start, “I want to apologize.” This gets his attention. He’s frowning, trying to figure out what you’ve done wrong. You continue, “I’m sorry for letting my fear be bigger than my trust.”

He’s understanding now, eyes widening as he listens.

“But I do trust you. I always did. I actually…” you swallow, looking at the floor, then back at him. You have to be brave. It’s your turn to be brave. “Fuck, I actually love you. I’ve loved you since the lake. I think I’ve loved you since you threw a water bottle at me after we fought.”

You laugh a little, and he’s just looking at you, eyes still wide. You push on. Whatever happens, at least he’ll know.

“I remember you telling me that no one ever fought for you, no one made you feel like you’re worth the fight.” You spread your hands before you, like saying here I am. “I’m fighting. I want to be with you. I want to choose to trust you every day. I want to choose to love you every day.”

He’s pulling you by the wrist across the couch and into his lap, hands going for your face as soon as you’re close enough. You straddle him happily, heart soaring, pulse racing, as he kisses you again and again.

Later, after he picks you up and carries you into his bedroom, after you lay together gasping for breath, he whispers, “I want all of those things too. I’ve been trying to tell you since the beginning, Y/N, it’s different with you. It’s been different with you the whole time. I’ve been in love with you since before you were even available. I never doubted for a minute that we could make it.”

“Complete faith,” you murmur. “You had complete faith.”

“From day one,” he agrees, and kisses you again.

Thank you so much for being here, especially to those who have shown up for every chapter! Believe me when I say I appreciate you so much.

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If you enjoyed this story, please keep an eye out for my upcoming fic "What Was Hidden". You can follow me or follow the tag #fic: what was hidden.

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Title: What Was Hidden

Schedule: TBD - I prefer to finish writing before I start posting.

Word Count: TBD - 35k written, and I feel like it's halfway-ish? I will have a final wordcount BEFORE I start posting! :)

Pairings: Taehyung x female reader; Yoongi x OC

Rating: TBD

Genre: college!au, angst, romance, drama, strangers to friends to lovers to idiots to lovers again (because that's what i do best~)

Summary: Taehyung is flunking World Lit; you're assigned to tutor him. His paper on Strindberg's The Ghost Sonata could pass or fail him for the semester, so you two spend November discussing its themes and how they appear in your own lives. You learn that there's a lot more to Kim Taehyung than you originally assumed as you navigate the themes of one's true self versus one's shown self, darkness behind the facade, and how people can be quite literally haunted - and it has nothing to do with ghosts. summary subject to change 382384 a few more times before I post.

"I saw the sun and thought I saw what was hidden." - The Ghost Sonata, Scene III August Strindberg

#not a bookclub review #but a review nonetheless #i loved this so much #fr #couldn’t stop reading #went entirely mia on everyone for a few hours #hell I skipped dinner for this #and i have no regret #thank you for this masterpiece #taehyung fic rec #kim taehyung fic rec #kth fic rec #taehyung #jo <3

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harriescherriess · 3 years ago

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leaving like a father, running like water….

in which harry does the one thing he promised never to do…

switch from 1st person to 2nd person to 3rd person a lot so sorry if it’s confusing i don’t have a degree in this shit

inspo/recommend by @hrryfics

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“please don’t leave me” betty whispered as she curled up to harry, basking under the starlight, celebrating a whole year a whole year on earth together. in love. and happy. but no matter how much harry promised her he would always stay, she still muttered those four words that always had a way at breaking his heart. hurting for his sweet girl and whispering sweet nothings, hoping he could make her fears go away.

betty had a good childhood. at least that’s what she told herself. her definition of ‘childhood’ was always just the first 12 years of her life. before she had to realize what life really meant. before she had to realize the one man she was always supposed to trust, to love, to ask advice from, was far from the man she ever thought he was. and that was the day her childhood ended and the cruelty of life started.

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“please don’t leave me” she said in his ear at the party her bestfriend inez dragged her to. she didn’t wanna come, therefor she dragged harry there. he looked at her with confusion in his eyes but complied, leaving a gentle kiss on her temple and tightening his grip on her, not too hard but not too soft, reminding her that he was there. a silent promise that he would never leave.

he always did, promise not to leave. always. never once did he not reassure, out loud or in a way only they could understand. but he did it, and it was the one thing she held onto.

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“please don’t leave me” she pouted as he was leaving for London to shoot a new movie, she was beyond proud, no doubt about that. her lovie was not only a pop sensation, but a movie star, and also a world class cuddler who she did not want to let go off for a whole four weeks.

“i have to go my love, but i’promise i’ll be back, and i’ll even bring’ya those sweet cookies ya’like so much” she blushed and held him tighter, but not missing that fact that he did was he always did. he promised. just like he always did. all her fears washed away as she dropped him off at the airport. and as always, she said in the car under the dim streetlight, listening to his music until is plane was in the air

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she awoke from her sleep with a thin layer of sweat cast over her chest and face, breathing heavily and sporadically. the nightmares always seem to fade into existence when harry’s gone. each day away from his they get worse and worse. only making her fears grow.

harry immediately picked up, but his breathing matched her, heavy, as if he was out of breath. she pushed it aside as she was just happy to hear his voice. “yes?” he said as if he wanted to get the conversation over with. “h-harry?” she whispered out, barely audible. “fuck baby whats wrongs” he sounded concerned, i could hear shuffling around the room. “i-i h-had a dream about h-him” she. could braelyn finish a sentence until a sob broke loose. “i-i’m really sorry harry, fuck it m-must be l-late i’ll go. just promise y-you won’t l-leave me, okay?”

“i love you baby okay? it’s my call time i gotta go i’ll call you later. promise me you’ll be okay?”

“i’ll be okay i promise” then the call ended.

she was a smart girl. and she knew a lot of things, yea maybe she wasn’t an actor, but she knew that they don’t have call times at 4am. and she also knew that he didn’t promise her. he always promised her. but he didn’t. not this time.

when you’re young, they assume you know nothing, but betty? she knew everything.

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“please don’t hurt her” she yelled at her father, she had walked in on him hitting her. not just a single slap, not just a push. a punch, then a kick, then a push, then another kick, and when he went in for the last kick is when she screamed. not understanding what was going in. her parents loved each other. yea they argued sometimes but they loved each other.

“go” her mother mouthed to her “please” she mouthed again and again until betty walked out, went into her room and sank to the floor. “please don’t hurt her” she said over and over. not realizing she was shaking in the process.

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over the course of three weeks they barely talked. he left a couple of ‘love you’s’ but that was it.

that’s exactly what her father did. he left. never once explained him self, it’s not like she wanted to hear the explanation. but all he ever did was send a few cards here and there. each and everyone of them read “love you.” every. single. one. he thought that was enough. but it wasn’t.

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when inez came up to her and showed her the news article she couldn’t believe it. they were kissing. they kissed each other. and it didn’t look like acting. speaking as he was dressed in his clothes and wearing the jewelry you bought him.

you didn’t wanna believe it. you couldn’t. he promised. almost every damn day he promised. and it was harry. and you were his sweet girl. you knew he couldn’t do that. but maybe they were right when they said she knew nothing.

harry called an hour later. inez had left after trying to calm you down. you were crying hysterically. shaking and whispering “he promised. he won’t leave me he promised.”

inez couldn’t knock any sense into her. so she gave up. but betty wouldn’t never forget the rumors she heard from inez. she could barely comprehend what she had said. but deep down a part of her knew it was true.

when harry called you couldn’t answer it. you didn’t answer it. you ignored it. but you listened to the voice mail an hour later.

“some pictures got out my love. they were for a scene in the movie i promise. i love you and i’ll be back with you soon, promise”

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four weeks had past. the “love yous” and “miss yous” became a daily routine. she had gotten over the call. not wanting to seem crazy. not wanting to break something she longed for her whole life. but now she was at the airport. waiting for harry to come back. waiting for him to hold her, to come back to her as he promised. as she knew he would always do. but when he walked off that he wasn’t alone. he was laughing with her. and she was a little bit too handsy.

but when harry looked at her and smiled. all her thoughts and fears faded away and she ran and jumped onto, her body filled with love and eyes filled with tears. “i missed you” she whispered. “i missed your more love” he said back.

but when she looked over she saw her. standing there with a sad expression in her face. but what really broke betty was the site of her favorite sweet cookies in here hand, which prompted her to ask, “lovie did you get my cookies?”

normally it was the four word questions that broke him. but this six word one was what put it all in perspective. what he did. what he did with her. and what he had done to the one thing that he promised himself to never hurt.

“she got hungry on the plane and they were in my carry on, i’m really sorry lovie, i’ll make it up to’ya how does that sound” he said with a wink, hoping it would fix everything. but that look she gave him told him that it didn’t. and that he majorly fucked up.

“it’s okay” you murmured, not wanting to upset him or cause a scene, you slowly let go of him and faced towards her. “i don’t think we’ve met yet, i’m betty, and you’re?”

“augustine” she said sadly. betty couldn’t understand why she was possibly sad as she was eating the best cookies ever but she pushed away the thought. “nice to meet you, do you need a ride as well?”

“no” was all she said. you couldn’t sworn you saw a tear fall but you ignored it, as she immediately walked away. and after that harry really knew he fucked up.

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“are you leaving me” you murmured, not even bothering to hide the tears. those four words broke him more then she would ever know. but he couldn’t stay with someone when he knew he loved her more. at least he thought.

“i’m sorry” he said. “i’m leaving you and i’m sorry” and then he was gone.

he broke his promise. and he was gone.

should i make a part 2???????? well see *evil laugh* also didn’t proofread or edit and i’m sorry for all the changes in POV and narrator shit i realized half way through and didn’t feel like re-writing

edit- part 2 out nowwwww

#harry styles oneshot #folklore #harry styles one shots #harry styles blurbs #harry styles imagine #harry styles angst #harry styles writing #harry styles fluff #cardigan #august #taylor swift #evermore #harry styles one shot #harry styles #harry styles x reader #love triangle

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lady-ragnvindr · 4 years ago

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So while playing Genshin, and reading a comic about Diluc and Childe wanting to rip each other's throat because they like the traveler on Twitter, I had the idea of writing on how my team acts with each other and on what's their relationship.

So to begin, my team is based on Diluc, Childe, Kaeya (yes my boy came back from a long expedition and kicked Beidou out, sorry bae) and Bennett/Diona. So in total, 3 husbandos, and 2(3) children and ofc the traveler.

Now I recently have been trying to get ascension items for Diluc and Childe to ascend them to Lvl. 90, since I'm dangerously close to AR 50 (sadly). So whenever I go on my way to get Diluc's lamp flower (forgot the name, but it's a blue like flower.. very pretty) Childe is the one collecting them, while Diluc is the one picking up Childe's starconchs, reason I do this is because I imagine those two bickering.

"That's the wrong flower fatui scum" (glares)

"That's the wrong sea shell...... comrade" (glares harder)

(snickering in the background)

Now while those two are at it, Kaeya, Diona and Bennett are the ones trying to keep them from fighting each other (mostly Bennett). Kaeya and Diona formed a bond with each other, even tho Diona doesn't like it when Keaya drinks, since it kinda reminds her of her dad...(to understand, gotta go listen to Dionas lines whenever you unlock her friendship) but besides that, those two grew kinda close, always trying to bet between Diluc and Childe, on who will snap first.

Bennett on the other hand, grew close to both Diluc and Childe (shocking) why? Well Diluc has been kind of a mentor for my boy, giving him tips here and their and also being the one to spar practice with him and also being kind enough to hunt and share some of his ascension materials, Childe treats him like his younger brother, if Bennett is having a hard day, or Bennett's bad luck gets him, Childe is the first to put a smile on that boys face.

Now, for the children, Bennett and Diona get along but not as close friends, just as simple friends, they play around when not fighting and sometimes when Diona wants to cook something for the team, Bennett is their to give a hand.

Childe and Kaeya, for me, is kind of an interesting relationship, they both have secrets and if I'm not lying, i bet those two know that two of them are quite similar and Diluc knows that, anytime those two are together, Diluc is on the shadows, watching and listening. Obviously he still cares for his brother, but his relationship with him has been damaged so the trust is broken between those two. And the reason on spying on Childe is quite obvious.

Nowwwww ...let's start with the interesting part, the relationship between the traveler and the team.

So I will base this on which character I got first on my team, Kaeya.

Kaeya and the traveler have a kind of double the power, double the trouble relationship. Those two have been close ever since Kaeya joined her. Some would say that they are a couple, but they aren't, they are more like...... friends with benefits. Listen, listen, that man has been in my team for the longest, and yk he is a very handsome man (his personality is the best, love his little comments here and their) and gives me sub vibes, (well everyone besides the children give me sub vibes) so for me, my traveler ( who i visualize her someone tall, strong and with a badass vibe) and Kaeya are very veryyyyyyy close.

Now Diona, was the second to join. My traveler friended them right of the bat, those two are worst then Kaeya and her. But it's not to say that Kaeya also joins them when causing trouble. Beidou, who was my main dps before the two 5*, was the one keeping them on a leash.....until she also joins.

Childe, was the 3rd to join, now on how he join, well I wanted to make a little story, after the first meeting, he tries to get on her good side, always trying to bring her a smile, at first it was because of his job as a Harbinger but a change was happening and he knew it. They end up creating a business like bond, for her at least, he on the other hand, slowly but surely started to fall for her. Maybe it was her strong will, maybe it was on how gentle she could be when attending to his wounds or on how fearless she was when giving him an earful for being reckless. But a bond that fragile was bound to brake, and obviously the fighting happens. After the fight those two were two broken souls. When everything was save and secure, the traveler met his little brother and y'all know the story with that. But throughout the mission, Tartaglia and my traveler slowly started to rebuild their bond, but she was still cautious, and he...well he fell even harder. So after his family's mission, he offered to go with the traveler not as a fatui but as a friend and she agreed.

And finally Diluc. The traveler and her team came back to Monsdtat and the first stop was on Angels Share, and luckily Diluc was the one taking the orders. So when a Captain, a cat and a foreigner along with a tired traveler barged in through the door was quite a surprised. The traveler sat down, slammed her fist on the table and with a glare so piercing that Diluc had to do a double take, said, "Give me the best wine ya got and after that, you and I will talk" And so he did what she asked, gave her the best wine, and quickly took her to the back of the tavern, without being noticed, not even the Captain or Fatui knew for those two were too tired and drank everything on site, Diona was sleeping on Kaeya's lap who was giving a glare to anyone who disturbed him. Back to Diluc and my traveler......they were at it (😐 sorry not sorry, listen that mofo took his sweet time to get home, gotta take my anger out) gotta say that my traveler was railing Diluc (let's say she pulled out a strap on out of her inventory) making him whine and whimper at the way she was pulling his hair and thrusting her hips into him, all while bending him over or pushing him against the wall......(he deserves it) don't worry he gave consent. And it all started after she drank her wine, giving Diluc a glare who was about to question her when she stopped him by kissing him and ...... 🤯. But yeah by the end of the night, Diluc couldn't walk but was willing to go with the traveler the next day when she offered him to go with her. So he joins, and while giving Kaeya a nod and a side glance, he gave a glare at the fatui who had an arm around the (his) traveler, while Kaeya gave him a knowing look after noticing the way he walked (and the bite marks on his neck). Diona was beyond pissed but she couldn't care when she was on top of Kaeya's shoulders and sleeping on top of him, his hair is fluffy. On the end of the day, Diluc was either red bcz of his anger towards the fatui or whenever the traveler teased him, either whispering dirty things or touching him. Childe noticed and made it his life mission to disturb them when possible, Kaeya and Diona are just in the back enjoying the show (Kaeya who understands what's going on, Diona on wanting the fatui to beat the red hair for she was too short to do it herself)

Anyways, that's how my team works on a daily basis. Sorry for the long rant, was bored. Thx for listening to my ted talk.

#genshin impact #diluc #childe #kaeya #diona #yes i made all the husbandos bottoms #they just give me sub vibes #maybe its because i like breaking tough men #oh well #Zhongli is not included bcz he is not coming home #motherfucker knows that he wont be walking for weeks

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imagine-that-100 · 3 years ago

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Hey I know this is a long shot but could you read the first chapter of my Alex fic? It'll be mostly fluff but I may add some smut here and there, tbh it's a little cliche 0_0 It's called Constellations Falling Into Place on Wattpad and the account is Turner_Picker :) you don't have to obviously but tysm if you do end up reading it! It's my first attempt at writing a fanfic (ive written stuff before just not fanfic) and I was inspired to give it a go after reading your amazing fics!

Heyyyy! Omg yes of course I will! Off toread now. Just from the blurb alone I’m so intrigued!!! Very excited for it, I’m sure it’s amazingggg💜 also every fic has gotta be cliche so ownnn it. We love cliche tropes and dialogue over here💜 right, I’m going to readdddd nowwwww!!!

#100s asks #fic rec

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emkay512 · 2 years ago

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Ok wtf did I just read!? 😂🤣🤣 this was hella funny!

I’m sitting in the authors notes just wondering what on earth this fun fact is going to be, and then I read the fic 🤣😳😂

First of all the title!? 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 just amazing!

“We’re in Texas, surely there is a frog around here somewhere.”

So this is where my puzzlement started to pique 🤔

“Love calm down, the frog will be able to tell us.” He said matter of factly as he continued to get dressed.

Huh? Wha!? Excuse me sir, I am confused! And why are you so damn calm!?

“For about twenty years, starting in the nineteen forties, before the pregnancy tests we are familiar with today, there was the Hogben test. A British zoologist, Lancelot Hogben, discovered that when urine samples from pregnant women were injected into frogs, the frog would spawn eggs within eighteen hours. It was the most rapid and reliable pregnancy test of the time.”

WHAT IN THE NEWT SCAMANDER IS THIS!?!? We just out here defiling frogs with urine!? 😂

“I’m sorry, force of habit,” Liam smiled sheepishly. “Would you like to try it? It’s a fascinating concept, I would be interested to see it in action.”

I mean honestly the more and more this went on just the more shock and lunacy I was going through! Omg Liam why do you want to see this!? And yet how does he STILL just display utter decorum and manners!? Hahahaha

When Drake continued to stare at him with a blank expression, Liam sighed and explained the Hogben test just as he had done for Riley earlier.

Ok so that’s two worlds Liam has rocked at this point 🤣🤣

“You had your training growing up, I had mine.” He shrugged in reply.

And

“I’ve gotta see this.” Drake said to himself as he followed Liam.

Are just such perfect Drake! Drake and Liam just complete each other in the best friend kind of way 🥰

“But how do you know? I’ve got the frog right here.” He held it up to show her.

HE HELD IT UP TO SHOW HER!! This has got to be the most adorable puppy face image of Liam in my head to ever exist!!!

Liam handed the frog over to Madeleine, who grabbed it instinctively. He signaled for Riley to follow him, and they made their way up the stairs to the bedroom.

Ok now the funniest image of Liam in my head! Just yeet the ole frog over to Madeleine! 🤣🤣

“So you’re not going to pee on a frog?” Drake called out as they exited the room.

The Drake-ingest Drake to ever Drake!

Oh phew! I loved this and laughed so hard!! And nowwwww I will never look at frogs the same again! Bwahahahaha!!

Leaping to Conclusions

Pairing: Liam x Riley

All characters belong to Pixelberry

Summary: The pressure to produce an heir is getting to Liam and Riley, leading them to turn to some unconventional methods.

Rating: PG, Adult Language

Word Count: 1,395

A/N: This fic is insanity guys, I'm not even going to pretend it's anything but. I learned the most absurd fun fact this week, and after sharing it with pretty much everyone I know, @ao719 convinced me that it needed to be a fic, and here we are.

For the record, this story doesn't take place in any of my timelines. My Liam and Riley can be weird, but never this weird. 😂

I am participating in @choicesflashfics, the prompt: “Wait a second. Pause and rewind … what did you just say?” will appear in bold below.

And finally, nobody has pre-read this, so apologies in advance for my horrendous grammar, and anything else about it that sucks.

Riley’s eyes fluttered open as she felt Liam’s lips trailing slowly across her shoulder. She moaned softly and arched back into him.

“Good morning, love.” He whispered huskily into her ear.

“When it starts like this it is.” She replied, reveling in the attention she was receiving from her husband.

As his hand traveled up her body, her stomach started to lurch. Her hand flew to her mouth and she leapt out of his arms and rushed to the bathroom of their guest room in the Walker ranch. Liam sat up and watched with worry as the door slammed shut.

After a few moments, Liam stood and approached the door. He could hear his wife on the other end, and he knew exactly what was going on. He rapped gently on the door. “Riley, are you alright? Can I get you anything?”

The only response he received were a few more retching noises, followed by the toilet flushing. Soon after, the door opened, and Liam met Riley’s red, blotchy eyes. “Sorry.”

Liam wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him. “You don’t have to apologize, it’s not your fault.” They stood there in silence as Liam held her. “Riley, do you think you may need to take a test?”

Since the royal couple had gotten married, they’d been facing pressure to produce an heir. While they did not take their positions as monarchs lightly, for them, it was more about building a family together.

“It wouldn’t hurt.” Riley shrugged before returning to the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Liam took a seat at the end of the bed to wait for her.

“Oh no!” Liam stood and rushed back to the door at Riley’s cry. She came back into the bedroom, more distraught than she had been before. “I dropped the test in the toilet.” She buried her head in her hands.

Liam chuckled slightly, as he wrapped his arm around her. He had read that pregnancy hormones could cause overreactions; he assumed, hoped, that was why she was so upset. “It’s alright, just take another one.”

“Liam, it was the last one!” She snapped.

He stepped back, shocked by her aggression. “That’s alright, we can go into town and get more.”

“Are you kidding?!” Riley threw her hands up in frustration before moving to the bed and dropping down, burying her face in the pillow. “The press has been all over us, the last thing I need is for them to get a picture of me buying pregnancy tests!”

Liam sat beside her on the bed, rubbing her back gently as he racked his brain for a solution. “I’ve got it!”

Riley rolled over and sat up, leaning against the headboard. “What?”

“We’re in Texas, surely there is a frog around here somewhere.” He said as he moved to the dresser, pulling out a pair of jeans.

“Liam, this is no time to go wildlife gazing, I might be carrying the heir!” Riley chided him.

“Love calm down, the frog will be able to tell us.” He said matter of factly as he continued to get dressed.

Her face contorted into a confused expression. “Wait a second. Pause and rewind … what did you just say?”

He sat beside her on the bed and slid on his boots. “For about twenty years, starting in the nineteen forties, before the pregnancy tests we are familiar with today, there was the Hogben test. A British zoologist, Lancelot Hogben, discovered that when urine samples from pregnant women were injected into frogs, the frog would spawn eggs within eighteen hours. It was the most rapid and reliable pregnancy test of the time.”

Riley stared at her husband in stunned silence. “How the fuck do you even know that?”

“I like history.” He shrugged.

Still befuddled by her husband’s solution, Riley took a deep breath. “So you want to inject a frog with my pee, and then in 18 hours either nothing happens and I’m not pregnant, or I am pregnant and we also have a hundred and seventy two frog eggs?”

“They’re called frogspawn, love.” He corrected.

She slapped her palm against her forehead. “Yeah, because that’s the most crucial thing in this conversation.”

“I’m sorry, force of habit,” Liam smiled sheepishly. “Would you like to try it? It’s a fascinating concept, I would be interested to see it in action.”

“Liam, I don’t even want to touch a frog, let alone do science experiments on it.”

“I’ll take care of everything,” he insisted. “I’ll just need your… well, your um… sample.”

Riley chuckled when Liam started to get flustered. “Alright, if it’ll make you happy, and all I have to do is pee in a cup, then let’s give it a try.”

Liam grinned and leaned in, planting a quick kiss on Riley’s lips. “Excellent!”

“I guess Kermit was right, it’s not easy being green.” Riley said, shaking her head.

Liam made his way to a nearby pond in search of the perfect frog. His eyes roamed the banks in search of his test subject. “If I were a frog, where would I be?”

Finally, he noticed a slight movement out of the corner of his eye and turned to see a frog seated on a nearby rock. “Perfect.” He stalked toward his prey, making sure to stay as quiet as possible.

Liam was so laser focused that he didn’t notice Drake coming up behind him, curiously observing the actions of his best friend. “Li, what the fuck are you doing?”

Drake’s words startled Liam and before he had time to catch himself, he tumbled over into the pond as the frog lept away. Drake cackled as the King of Cordonia sat waist deep in the pond glaring at him.

“Sorry,” Drake apologized as he reached down, helping Liam out of the water. “But seriously, what are you doing?”

“Riley might be pregnant,” he answered.

Drake furrowed his brow, even more confused now that he had the explanation. “Okay, so you decided to go frog hunting to celebrate?”

“No, we lost the test,” he responded. When Drake continued to stare at him with a blank expression, Liam sighed and explained the Hogben test just as he had done for Riley earlier.

“And Brooks agreed to go along with this?” Drake chuckled.

“We would do anything for eachother.”

Drake rolled his eyes and moved toward the pond. A few moments later he returned with a frog.

“How did you do that?” Liam marveled.

“You had your training growing up, I had mine.” He shrugged in reply.

Liam took the frog from Drake, thanking him for his efforts and began walking back to the house.

“I’ve gotta see this.” Drake said to himself as he followed Liam.

Liam entered the house heading toward the stairs, until he saw Riley sitting with Madeleine on the living room couch. When he stepped up to them, he noticed the crestfallen expression on his wife’s face.

“Love, what’s wrong?”

“I’m not pregnant,” she responded, her eyes trained on the floor.

“But how do you know? I’ve got the frog right here.” He held it up to show her.

Madeleine stood from the couch, glaring in confusion and disgust at the sight in front of her. “When I was in town this morning, I bought some tests. I figured you would need them.”

“Oh Riley,” Liam moved to Riley, outstretching his arms.

“Liam,” she held a hand up to stop him from getting any closer. “You’re slimy, and wet… and holding a frog.”

“Oh, right.” Liam looked down at himself, and the frog in his hands. “I should shower. Care to join me?” He asked slyly.

“Um… maybe you should handle this one solo,” she cringed.

Liam handed the frog over to Madeleine, who grabbed it instinctively. He signaled for Riley to follow him, and they made their way up the stairs to the bedroom.

“So you’re not going to pee on a frog?” Drake called out as they exited the room.

“Ugh,” Madeleine groaned. “None of this would be happening if I were queen.” She turned to Drake, thrusting the frog in his direction. “Make yourself useful and deal with this thing.” She stormed out of the room, mumbling to herself, questioning where things went wrong for her.

Drake looked down at the frog with a grin. “God I love Texas.”

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danakin-skywalker · 3 years ago

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ho ho ho !!!🎄

merry december 7th my dear! santa is back!

im glad your morning started off better AND i hope that the rest of the day went just as well <3 also thank you so much for wishing me a happy (jacob thomas) tuesday, you in fact were the first person to wish that for me today !!

following up from yesterday... honestly im starting to believe we may be the same person👀. i feel like a physical book can be so daunting and hard to find the time to read as you get older and life just gets in the way. AND i too have an older brother who shows affection through antagonization 🙃, so i completely understand where you are coming from. i also want to go ahead and say - i love hearing about peoples passions and what they really have to say. and i look forward to sending these messages and getting to read your response each day, so thank YOU!!

with tropes... absolutely yes. that anticipation you feel while waiting for the admission of feelings or for the knight to save the damsel is such a hook to keep reading and it gets me every time. youve already described it all perfectly and i completely agree with you! i also agree that lost boys is a fantastic marriage and an absolute masterpiece!! (also even the most fierce feminists deserve to feel vulnerable and want to be rescued sometimes... no one can rely on themselves 100% of the time <3 OR sometimes the damsels gotta use the knights willingness to save them in the ultimate girl-boss move to save time and effort)

NOWWWWW on todays slightly different questions....

1. surprise! you have just won an all inclusive, week long trip with your significant other danny - how exciting!! but wait... whats this? you have to plan it! where will you go for a week and what will you and danny do?!

2. what hobbies, or other joys, do you also like outside of writing(for pleasure)?

BONUS: what gift would you NOT want to receive from santa this christmas eve? what are your favorite gifts?

remember to gaslight, gate keep, & girl boss hard this christmas... and that santa loves u

🎅🏼

#26

ps. the north pole is a little hectic this week and santa is very very very sorry for later messages ❣️

Santa hiiiiii no worries at all about the late messages it’s a super busy time of year (especially if you might be a student in finals time in which case lord help u I don’t miss that lol). I’ve been kinda liking waking up and running to my ask box and looking at your questions- it’s just a nice thing to wake up to. Regardless, happy ✨Wagner Wednesday✨ time to answer your very appropriately timed question.

Okay so I feel like this answer is a little biased by the fact that we’ve reached the point in the year where I am just foaming at the mouth trying to get my skis on some snow, but I think if Danny knew how to ski/snowboard (which is entirely possible as a Michigan boy) we would be taking a trip to like Aspen or Colorado or Vermont or some nice ski resort where we could ski to and from our little cabins but also go down to the little ski lodge and drink at the little bar but also just go out skiing all day. Maybe there’s a hot tub too. Like even if he can’t ski I feel like I could get him down a hill after a few days. I think I would literally burst with affection if somebody took me on a ski trip. Especially as a romantic getaway. I just love the wintertime like I don’t know if I could justify balling out like that (or spending my winnings in this case) on like an exotic tropical resort or something. I don’t know why, I always saw those commercials and felt like “that would get so boring after like a day.”

So outside of writing, I really enjoy cooking and baking. This has been an important element in my family dynamic for as long as I can remember. My mom was always encouraging us to come in and help or at least watch in the kitchen when we were really little. She would always very proudly say that when I was little and asked for an easy-bake oven, she told me, “We have a real oven right there, what do you wanna make?” Honestly I don’t remember that and I feel like she just likes saying that, but around middle school my brother went through a massive Food Network phase. And I was young and impressionable enough to where whatever phase my brother was going through, I was as well. So we’d just sit in front of the TV watching Good Eats and Diners Drive-Ins and Dives and Barefoot Contessa and all those classics. We would come home from school and he’d be like “ok im making a lemon meringue pie today” and I’d be like ???????? It’s just a Tuesday??? But anyway, long story short, I’m a pretty good chef, my brother is an amazing chef, and whenever either of us are at my mom’s she doesn’t lift a finger in the kitchen because we are preparing any and all meals. It’s the least we can do- we’re sitting at home while she goes to work. But it really is something we both enjoy doing and now that we live really far apart and I only see him a few times a year, we still connect by sending eachother Snapchats of almost every finished recipe we cook.

Okay the bonus question is throwing me off. There are a million answers here. Honestly I’m just excited by the fact that it’s sounding like we’re gonna be great friends even after this, so really don’t worry to hard about the present. I’m literally the easiest person to please ever no matter what you do I will thank you graciously. There’s truly nothing you could give me that would be a disappointment. Whatever form of content creation you’re comfortable with I would be more than happy to receive.

Love u Santa I will continue to gaslight gatekeep girlboss today and I’ll do it with u in mind 🥰

#secret santa #26

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astrologista · 4 years ago

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jason stop dying

ooooook i just watched ditf. it was PRETTY GOOD.... i only wish there was MOOORE! watching this REALLY brought me back to 2011 times to see it and i think they did a good job with most of the character design and animations insofar as matching it to the original. (maybe i’m totally wrong but i thought it looked good for the most part... also i just really love these character designs in particular). obviously the budget is not what it would be on a feature, so there are a LOT of places where animation gets recycled and many still frames. some parts are basically a slideshow lol. but i only sort of came to that realization awhile after watching, so i think they did a fairly good job of masking this... ymmv

so let’s get into it!!!

SPOILERS a-head! do not read until you’ve watched it because i’ll spoil everything

now obviously the thing to be aware of if you are not is the fact that this adaptation is not a panel-by-panel adaptation of the original death in the family comic. all references to jason’s mother (save one mention of her dying of illness) are completely removed, they go to bosnia instead of africa, and the circumstances around jason leaving are also heavily altered to fit the new narrative. this adaptation does slot perfectly into the universe established by the under the red hood animated movie from 2011 though, without which one would be pretty confused when watching this. it’s kind of a mystery as to why they didn’t just package this with utrh and release the entire thing as a collectors edition. instead they package it with like 4 or 5 unrelated dc showcase shorts which makes absolutely 0 sense but go off i guess. anyway

i liked that they took the time to adapt the scene from the original ditf where bruce is talking to alfred about jason! (i do not like that alfred didn’t get any lines. bad choice). tbh i can’t understand why they bothered showing us alfred, barbara and dick if they weren’t gonna give them any lines..... like come on........??

HOW INTENSE BRUCE LOOKS WHEN HE FINDS JASON IN SARAJEVO and just. grabs him lol. hes smad :)

ok so one two skip a few and we get to the first branch. instead of calling 1-900 we now get to choose whether jason lives or dies. there are 7 possible endings i think i got em all so let’s see what we got here.

“Hush” Route - Robin cheats death

hgrgdggr. i definitely think this is one of the more interesting endings, if not the most interesting one. this is also the only ending in which both bruce and jason survive the bombing. bruce is still too late, but this time jason barely clings to life and survives. as a hurt/comfort fan i was 100% on this shit from the word go but then jason? runs away from home lmao lmao i thought that was SO funny because 1) hes super messed up, how is he able to just literally run out the house that is SO funny to me and 2) implying that bruce would ever not be keeping an eye on him after that is just, lmao. it’s so zany. i call this the “hush” route because of the bandages but there are no other references to hush so ok. that’s fair. so anyway jason is now angsty for loosely explained reasons but the most fun part is yet to come.

when talia showed up, i really thought / was terrified for a second that they were gonna bring up certain “events” regarding damian’s parentage / who damian’s father is but then she mentioned bruce and i was like OH THANK GOD WE CAN STILL GO TO HEAVEN. i am so so grateful to the writers for NOT going there. cuz it was damn close ok. im not sure what the implication of this route is in terms of talia, jason and damian being a family unit but i want to believe talia sees jason as a son and damian’s brother (which is how she refers to him, damian’s brother) and not... yknow. i mean. jason raising a baby is kind of like a baby raising a baby...

no actually the reality of this scene is really dfuckin interesting like. they actually go with the “birth of the demon” (forget if it was birth of the demon or bride of the demon. one of those.) explanation for damian and that is something i’ve NEVER seen adapted so whoever wrote this can have a cookie and i kNOW this is something a certain someone will appreciate :)

not only that but the implications? are interesting? so talia’s claim is she miscarried so bruce won’t have to “choose” between damian and jason and idk if she’s supposed to be all on the-up-and-up in this universe but. i’m sitting here like GIRL YOU DON’T GOTTA DO THIS HE HAS A PRIVATE JET HAVEN’T YOU HEARD OF SHARED CUSTODY and BETTER YET HE HAS A MANSION JUST GO ON MAURY AND GET THIS SORTED OUT RIGHT NOWwwww

i’m also LAUGHING at the implications of jason thinking theres anywhere on earth that he’s going to go and hide damian’s existence from bruce. because you already know he’s just going to be tearing the planet apart looking for jason so this is actually hilarious. imagine he finds jason in one piece and also a baby. his baby. he’d be like (@ talia) “OMG WHY WOULD YOU THINK I WOULDN’T WANT THEM BOTH u are tearing me apart talia......” BUT THEN HE WOULD BE SO FREAKING HAPPY BECAUSE HE HAS TWO ALIVE SONS AND HE THOUGHT THEY WERE BOTH DEAD / (lost to crime)!!!

please lord imagine all of jason’s angst probably just originating from the fact that he has a brain injury that hasn’t fully healed and the trauma of going through all those surgeries probably gave him a lot of fear / paranoia about bruce and associating him with the joker because his neural pathways are all messed up but after he leaves he starts slowly healing back and regaining some of his lost sanity and thats when he realizes he misses bruce so much... but hes also raising his child... and every day it gets more difficult for him not to just take damian and bring him home and i ;v;

anyway i thought this route, while it had a few inconsistencies in it, was really freaking interesting and it gave me feels and plot bunnies and is probably the one i want to write about the MOST despite the fact that baby damian looks like a character from one of those web flash games in this lol

“True” End - Jason Dies

now if you select that jason dies the route basically defaults to the canon of under the red hood and the fact that utrh does not come packaged with this movie is a rather mystifying choice to me as i don’t think this adaptation would stand on its own very well. like you need quite a bit of background to really get anything out of watching this on its own, which is probably why it’s classified as a “short” and not as its own movie.

instead of showing all of utrh, it seems they took the opportunity to give a ~30 minute recap of utrh with basically entirely reused animation but they allow bruce to sort of. give his dvd commentary over it.

the biggest feeling i have on this is that it’s sad that they had to waste 30 minutes like this that could’ve been used to do something new and much more interesting, but honestly i’m not mad. it seems kind of obvious that this choice was probably made for budget and/or runtime reasons because a short does not get the same budget set aside as a full length feature film does. so they basically took the option of recycling 30 minutes of animation from the movie and dubbing new audio over it.

in evangelion they ran out of budget and that’s why the last two episodes consist of nothing more than still pencil drawings and frames while the characters engage in philosophical debates concerning the nature of reality and human connection. and i really enjoyed that. and for the same reasons, i also really enjoyed this.

i enjoyed seeing the clark kent of this universe. i enjoyed that he was basically out on a date with bruce. i enjoyed that bruce was willing to open up for once and tell clark all of what happened with jason. but what really makes this segment shine bright are bruce greenwood’s line reads. there are SO MANY good line reads in here. and i LOVED how many times he said the word “son”. very wholesome. the way he describes how he felt during the final fight with jason? probs my favorite FUCKING part.

and then him and clark joking together about contingency plans and then they’re going to work together to find jason and i ;_; this is probably the closest thing to a “good” ending but as a continuation of utrh i thought it worked really well. i really want to believe that bruce and clark did find jason in this route and that there was some closure in the end even though we didn’t get to see it.

including clark in this was DEFINITELY the right move as well, considering that he played a rather large role in the original ditf so it’s a welcome nod.

The rest of the branches exist under a separate option where Bruce makes it in time to save Jason from the warehouse... but Bruce dies......... :O

let me tell you bout it... bruce’s fucking DEATH SCENE i don’t know WHAT my man bruce greenwood is on, but the freaking LINE READS in this dialogue had me making INHUMAN NOISES. LIKE NOT ONLY WAS THE DIALOGUE GOOD, NOT ONLY DID HE SAY��“I LOVE YOU, SON”, but this man is just an amazing actor. not just voice actor, but actor. he really really really really gave it the most i don’t know how else to say it....... it was very very well done and punched me sideways in the heart and i haven’t recovered and i’m not going to recover. and

ok so once we get past that.... scene.... u have to choose whether you’re going to catch the joker or kill the joker. bruce asks jason to promise not to kill the joker but technically jason doesn’t promise so........

Let’s start by choosing to kill the Joker. Jason attends Bruce’s funeral and various members of the Justice League show up to talk with him and just generally hang out. He has Alfred, Dick and Barbara as his support system, but Jason has some other plans.

This leads to a scene in a cafe where Jason meets with a man who... something something Killing Joke, flashlight, more Barbara being used as a plot device when she deserves better, Jason kills the Joker with a butter knife.

Once you do this you can choose to surrender to the police, or retaliate and escape.

Jailbird Ending

basically if you surrender to the police jason ends up in prison where he can actually attack even more criminals so.... ya

If you retaliate and escape instead you go to the Red Robin route where Jason becomes a vigilante who kills people much like the Red Hood and you get a further choice in a fight with Two Face where you can control how Harvey’s coin lands.

Tim Ending!

If you choose the coin to land clean face up, the thing rewards you by having Tim show up and I forgot what happened (wasn’t really paying attention lol) because i was so focused on TIM!

Prolly they felt sorry for him what with Jason stealing what is essentially his outfit (ok I know it was Jason’s first, but Tim made it cool) so they let a little baby tim have an appearance :) he’s very smol

I guess in this ending Jason gets reintegrated with the family somehow and Tim becomes “Bat-kid” which is hilarious to me but you know what it’s cute. CUTE.

The one ending where the coin lands scarred side up

i honestly forget what happens if you choose to have the coin land scarred side up but let me just say this is a FUCKED route to take, not only have you had jason survive and bruce die, you’ve now chosen to kill the joker against bruce’s dying wish, you’ve chosen to attack the police, and at the end of that you really are gonna choose harvey’s coin to be scarred face up???? choosing this made me feel like a DICK because here i am supporting jason’s whole fall to madness and villainy thing the way it wants me to and now he’s gonna die HERE? i hate it here.

interestingly enough he doesn’t actually die in this route. he ends up at home with barbara and dick while dealing with the fact that he killed the joker but the route ends with jason saying “i promise” so i guess this is supposed to be kinda sad. im so confused lol ok

So that is all the options if you choose to kill the joker, I believe. You can also make the choice to just catch him instead of killing him but amazingly enough, those routes are even more FUCKED up.

If you do this option Jason goes home, mourns Bruce with Dick, Barbara and Alfred, and becomes Red Hood BUT with a twist, he’s entirely on a bloodless operation in line with Bruce’s wishes. OR.... IS HE?

Things then follow the events of UTRH until the scene on the bridge with the van and the guys. Jason finally confronts Joker, who reveals the truth.

Apparently in this route Jason has actually been killing and decapitating his victims just like in the original movie, but he’s repressed it so as to not even realize to himself that he’s doing it.

that is FUCKED. also. i wanna cry because jason doing all of that stuff but not even realizing it ;------; jason blocking it out, because he wanted to honor bruce’s wishes for him not to kill anyone ;______; but he’s doing it anyway ;_____; he’s actually hearing voices telling him to kill ;____; like it’s a very cheap twist in a sense and also really quite cruel but.... damn, son.

There is a branch here where you can choose to spare or kill the Joker at this point (UNDERTALE???) but from what I can tell it seems to be totally meaningless what choice you pick because you end up at the exact same point either way, I think there’s a small variation in what happens after you make the choice but after that they just coalesce back together into the following two endings. Which seems incredibly cheap to me, I mean making a choice like that should alter Jason’s path completely but, it doesn’t! So... ooook....

Either way Jason ends up on the Wayne building and Talia shows up with a re-animated Bruce from the pit. Here’s another fun blast from the 2011 past with more gratuitous Grant Morrison dreck, remember that shit? Well, they’re gonna jam it down your throat here, too.

The reanimated Bruce is the Zur En Arrh Bruce and he’s already dead so this is all meaningless but basically Jason fights him and you get to choose whether everybody lives or dies.

Zur En Arrh - Everyone Lives!

if you pick this, jason actually gets the re-animated bruce back to the batcave and they lock him up down there because he’s still pit-mad and the prognosis is not great. but i’m not sure what they expected, he is the zur-en-arrh guy so I don’t think he’s getting better.

Zur En Arrh - Everyone Dies!

pretty much there’s an explosion and all three of them die and that’s it

I think that should be all the possible endings there are.

By the way the different ways in which black mask dies in this was actually a fairly clever running gag lollll. let that mf burn we don’t need no water.

overall there are a couple of things i would have done to SIGNIFICANTLY improve this adaptation beyond some of the obvious ones.

- the fact that all of the branching options are branched exclusively under the “jason lives and bruce dies” branch is a huge wasted opportunity. imo this is the most egregious problem with this, i was really looking for a more balanced tree / explanation of different things. i am probably super biased though being a fic writer and used to fic, we’re the ones making huge ass trees every day lol.

- the fact that there is no “good” ending here is something i kind of expected but given the context of this is lackluster. i sort of get it though because granted, the original ditf ends in an unresolved manner but it’s distinctly unsatisfying here. i secretly wanted an ending where bruce, like, figures out about the different endings and hacks reality to try to find a good ending where jason lives and everything is fine lmao. like a bat mite ending.

- i was disappointed in a sense that the narrative given in here is so basically simplistic? maybe i’ve been spoiled by games like 999 and undertale where shit gets messy and that’s not what this is supposed to be but when i play something with multiple endings in this day and age, at least play with the concept a little bit and connect some of the branches together narratively. use different devices. i was also hoping some of the choices would be a little bit meatier like you could choose to “forgive bruce” or something cool like that lol. but it looks like the majority of choices have to do with who lives or dies. and i felt like they couldve been a bit more creative with that ya know? being able to control harvey’s coin was a GREAT example of having some more fun with this.

- it is a huge missed opportunity not to have a “secret ending” on something like this. like where. the fuck. is my secret ending for completing everything. come on. and in a similar vein there should’ve been at least something in terms of bruce and jason interacting in a “true ending”. even if very brief. the closest thing to an ending this has is the “jason died” route and then the ending where he’s talking to clark which i feel like was a REALLY nice good optimistic ending as far as this goes, but it comes off as kind of disappointing i guess

there were SO many interesting nuggets locked into this thing though. i can’t deny it bugs me how many wasted opportunities there were with how they chose to structure things but i guess it’s the best you can do with limited runtime. i thought it was really well done though, makes an interesting companion piece to the original utrh, and is definitely something that i will be re-watching again soon!! overall i give it a 7/10 and some parts an 8/10+!

#a death in the family #death in the family #ditf #it was cool to see the different ideas they had to offer finally?#for what it was #it was kind of a collection of shorts and half spun ideas #plus i think about this shit like every day #so i cant help but be interested #someone come and talk to me about this #i really want to know #what ppl thought #spoilers #ditf spoilers #death in the family spoilers

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inuykago · 5 years ago

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chance, part 1

ahhh... day 12 of quarantine.... my desire (and time) to write fiction has returned. lemme just say I missed you guys and though not many of you may not remember me -- or still follow me lmfao -- that’s okay cus i’ma be chillin right here so come back and talk to me anytime 🥺

this one goes to @kago-mae <3 but pls excuse me, I'm pretty rusty now T___T

{high school au. inukag. 1,335 words. suggest a prompt. ff.net, ao3.}

“Why don’t you take a picture? It’ll last longer.”

“W-What?” Kagome snapped back into reality. “I-I wasn’t… doing…--” she fiddled with her hair, nervously laughing -- “anything…”

“You were staring at Inuyasha again,” Sango motioned, but Kagome tried to ignore it. “When are you going to tell him?”

The girl shook her head, continuing her gaze. Sango sighed, and Kagome was in denial.

This all started during first year.

FIRST YEAR

The weather was hot, but Kagome’s hands were cold and clammy. She was so nervous. It was a new year with new people and the next chapter in her life: high school.

Thank God Miroku is here with me, Kagome thought to herself. Over a hundred of her new soon-to-be classmates were lined up in the gymnasium. Kagome and Miroku stood next to each other -- both eager and uneasy at the same time.

The two met in middle school. She always thought Miroku was conceited with his pierced ears and little ponytail, and Miroku always thought she was an annoying crybaby. But, turns out, their opposite personalities attract and they became best friends, though people always thought they were more than that (which always made them want to throw up, even to this day).

“Psst,” Miroku whispered to his side. “Kagome-”

“Hm?” She answered, leaning to her right.

“See any cute guys?” He nudged her.

Kagome looked left and then right, then left again. “Ehhhh,” she shrugged. “I guess not…,” she put her head down, facing the shiny, waxed floor. “Jeez… what a bust.”

“Well,” Miroku laughed, “I see a cute girl.”

Kagome laughed, shaking her head, “Miroku, should I even be surprised?”

“Now, now, let’s not be feisty,” he grabbed her head, forcing it towards a few feet to the right. “HER.”

It was a girl not much taller than Kagome. Her hair was thick, brown and held tight in a ponytail with her bangs and side pieces of hair left dangling. She wore mascara and black eyeliner with pink eyeshadow topping it all off.

“Now, I see that makeup on any other girl, it’s awful,” Miroku snickered. “But, with her, it’s perfect.”

The way he was staring at her, he might as well have gone up and asked her to marry him.

“Miroku,” the boy looked at Kagome. “You’re drooling.”

Miroku fumbled, trying to wipe the saliva with his tan cardigan -- which he thought was a terrible color for school uniforms -- as he reached to scratch his face to play it off. Sango heard the ruckus and shifted her gaze slightly to the left, which made Miroku panic.

“Ahahahha, oh Kagome!” he was fake laughing, horribly. “You and your wittiness,” he pretended to wipe tears from his eyes.

“Young man!”

“E-Eh...y-yes?” Miroku cleared his throat.

“It is 8 in the morning,” the man said, gesturing with papers in his hands. “Do you think we want to hear your laugh?”

“N-No sir.”

“Good,” the class chuckled, including Kagome.

Miroku lightly shoved her, “Yeah, alright, Ms. Kagome,” he blew up towards his bangs. “I’d like to see how you react to a guy you think is cute.”

“Listen, pretty boy-”

“Homeroom 2-2,” the man announced; his piercing red eyes didn’t help with the two’s uneasiness. “Line up and make your way to your homeroom,” he brushed his long, black hair and gave a mischievous grin, “Quietly!”

Miroku and Kagome looked at the piece of paper they were both handed, on the top right it read:

HOMEROOM 2-2

ROOM 305

BE SEATED PROMPTLY AT 8:30 AM

With a sigh of relief they were in the same class, Kagome gripped the strap of her yellow backpack and made her way to the stairwell. She gripped Miroku’s sleeve, trying to stop him from attacking the cute girl.

“Not yet, you weirdo!!!” she shook her head as he laughed nervously.

She sighed, how did I survive all these years with this guy?

And that’s when she saw him.

His hair was long, white and seemed so perfectly groomed. His fingernails were longer than most guys, but Kagome didn’t mind that at all. Her eyes scanned the side of his face, captivated by his glistening yellow eyes. Woah, she mumbled. Why does everything feel slow motion?

“Uhhhhhh, Kagome?” Miroku’s face now blocked that face of an angel; he was snapping loudly, trying to bring her back to reality. “You’re drooling.”

“Eh?!” she swung her arm towards her mouth, wiping it off with her white long sleeve. She moved her head a few inches to the left, trying to take in one more look.

The boy was already glaring at her.

She shuddered, but her face was flustered. “Ahhhhhh, see,” Miroku teased, taking in a baby voice. “Who’s the weirdo nowwwww?”

“Shut up!” she punched her friend. “I-I wasn’t doing anything.”

Miroku rubbed his arm, laughing, “Whatever you say!”

I hope he’s in our homeroom.

SECOND YEAR (PRESENT DAY)

“Kagome-chan, I don’t understand,” Sango plopped her chin onto her hand. “You and Inuyasha are so close. Though you two butt heads sometimes and he can be so cocky-- ” he really is cocky, Kagome thought “-- it’s obvious he cares for you.”

“Ehhhh?!” she was in denial again.

Kagome pouted, unsure of what to do. She never knew how to read the guy. One moment, they’re laughing and joking and the next they’re arguing over something so small, making her want to shave off all of his “luscious” hair.

“Sango-chan, he doesn’t see me like that!” she moved her hand up-and-down, in “shoo” type of motion, trying to dismiss the assumption.

“But you see him like that!” Kagome jumped up to cover her mouth. “S-Say it louder why don’t you?!”

“Yo!” Miroku and Inuyasha walked up from their desks across the room, Kagome’s hand still on Sango’s mouth.

The two reverted back to normal, trying to dissipate any suspicion, “Morning, Inuyasha, houshisama.”

Miroku gripped his chest, keeping his heart in check, “M-Morning!”

“Hey, Kagome,” Inuyasha said.

Kagome felt her hands get cold and clammy again, “Morning, Inuyasha, Miroku!” She smiled it off.

“Say Kagome,” Inuyasha sat in the empty seat beside her, slumping in the chair. “Wanna do my math homework for me??”

“E-Excuse me?!” she looked at him like he had three heads. “Why me??”

“‘Cause!” he leaned in. “You’re the best chance I got,” he looked at the other two as they tried to interject. “Am I wrong??”

“No…”

“You’re right.”

“Keh,” he brushed his hair back, making Kagome’s heart explode. “So, whaddya say?” he looked back at her, “Uhhhh… I’ll make you a deal.” He rubbed his neck, looking up into her chocolate brown eyes, “I won’t bother you for a whole day!”

Kagome whispered into Sango’s ear, seeing if that was a good trade-off -- plus the possibility of being “alone” with him, even though that’s not what I’m thinking! She tried to erase the thought. The two nodded their heads in agreement.

“Okay, deal,” she shook his hands; his soft, firm hands. She snapped out of her daydream. “Sango-chan, will you be coming too?”

She shook her head, swaying her thick ponytail, “Can’t today, gotta help my little brother with his homework.” Sango winked and Kagome twitched -- liar! She thought silently.

“H-How ‘bout you, Miroku?” she batted her eyes (basically saying please don’t leave me with him). “I can’t either, I have to help,” he glanced at Sango. “M-My niece!”

Kagome widened her eyes, mentally punching him in the face, “You don’t even have-”

“Riiinnngg!” the bell rang.

“Well, ‘gome, guess it’s just you and me,” he nudged her before leaving for his first class. “See ya.”

Kagome dropped her head to her desk in defeat. Yeah, her and Inuyasha butt heads a lot and joke around a lot, but on the inside she is d y i n g, trying to keep her cool. She laughs so much around him so he -- and others -- don’t see how nervous she is around him. And the fights? She kind of loves it. It’s their thing.

“Atta girl!” Miroku patted her back (though it felt like an aggressive you better tell him).

Sango bent her knees to her friend’s level, holding onto her bag strap, “Today’s your chance.”

My chance?

#I finally done did it 🥺#pls lmk what you think! <3 #sorry if it sucks kfjksdfjkjds I just wanted to write fjlsd #inukag #mirsan #inukag fanfic #mirsan fanfic #fanfic #Inuyasha fanfic #aj writes fics

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libralita · 4 years ago

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Title: Rhythm of War

Author: Brandon Sanderson

Summary: After forming a coalition of human resistance against the enemy invasion, Dalinar Kholin and his Knights Radiant have spent a year fighting a protracted, brutal war. Neither side has gained an advantage.

Now, as new technological discoveries begin to change the face of the war, the enemy prepares a bold and dangerous operation. The arms race that follows will challenge the very core of the Radiant ideals, and potentially reveal the secrets of the ancient tower that was once the heart of their strength.

At the same time that Kaladin Stormblessed must come to grips with his changing role within the Knights Radiant, his Windrunners face their own problem: As more and more deadly enemy Fused awaken to wage war, no more honorspren are willing to bond with humans to increase the number of Radiants. Adolin and Shallan must lead the coalition’s envoy to the honorspren stronghold of Lasting Integrity and either convince the spren to join the cause against the evil god Odium, or personally face the storm of failure.

Rating: ★★★★★

Review:

In my Dawnshard review I predicted the back would say mother of machines and it diddddd.

Oh nooooooooooo it’s Taravangian that will have the story oh nooooo

Odium trapes them? Revolt. Let’s gooooo!

NONONONONONONON don’t go to Mraize.

Sja reminds me of vapor from Skyward.

Wait a minute wait a minute Radiant HQ is called the tower and there’s death rattles about the tower. Gotta reread those.

The sibling is the child of Honor and Cultivation.

Noooooooooooooo Jasnah, Dalinar don’t go

Also this reminds me of Sadeas’ betrayal.

SAZEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Ahhhh so Radiant is where Shallan’s brain went. Got it.

THE STUMP IS COMING ALONG

IT’S ONE OF THE THINGS FROM ERA 2!!!!!!!!!

Pattern keep away from Wit

Gallant is gonna talk back someday.

I see Shad’s contribution is paying off.

FELT

I’m sure that the woman who sees Shallan’s agents as tools is totally the woman who wants to end slavery for the lols.

ADOLINNNNNNNNNN

SAZED YOU SPOKE TO OTHER SHARDS?! Wholesome bean.

Some kind of shade?

Brandon Brandon Brandon are you…giving us the shard names/ NOW?

Whimsy. Mercy. Valor.

Kal can you go talk to Taln and maybe Ash?

This…this is what Kaladin should be doing.

I just realized that Elhokar might have been in the unseen court. Now I’m sad.

Formless probably represents her father.

Wait nooooooooooooo SZETH STAY THE FUCK HERE!!! SZETHHHHHHHHHH Kal, it’s up to you to swear the fourth ideal.

GAV NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

SEBARIAL. Finally this book can reach its true potential.

God this makes Misborn Era 2 so much more stressful.

Is it one of the spren Venli has?

Ummmmmmmm ummmmmmmm ummmmmmm are you talking about Wax??????

Did Adolin just figure out Mraize’s plan?

She’s…held a cube?

Poor Honor Spren Tsundere.

Hello Venli. Nice to see you here in your own damn book.

The team must surprise the Honor Spren. Something they have never seen before. Something that will right the wrongs of the past. You know what you must do Adolin.

Kal take your own advice and talk to your parents.

Not all spren…were imagined…by men. Oh…oh god. No no no I am not about to think about these implications.

Okay clearly lift would be a good pick to go on this mission because all she would need is food to become awesome.

TSUNDERE SPRENNNN SAVE HIMMMMMMMM

Pattern….

UGH ADOLIN YOU KNOW WHAT YOU NEED TO DO. C’MON!!!

Nooooooooooooooooo Adolinnnnnnnnnnnn just…just…ughhhhhhhhh

Navani don’t go zip.

Brandon I swear to god if you kill someone off screen I’m going to yeet you into a chasm.

Wait a minute is the sibling speaking to Navani? Did I already guess this?

NAVANNNNNNNNIIIII I TOLD YOU NOT TO LET GO OF THE SPHEREEEEEEEEEEEEE

Flame spren at edgy looking.

We’re doing this nowwwww?

Dabbid??

“Storm off with the lectures for once, Father!”—Page 494

Satisfying.

Also Brandon we’re half way through and there’s another climax.

Moash is hereeeeee.

Navani, my love, now is not the time.

…Hire Navani? Excuse me? Navani….

“Regardless, please make yourself known to me when you travel my lands. It is distressting that you think you need to move in the shadows.”—Page 535

Wholesome bean. I love him.

Oh Lirin….

“Poor Kaladin. There was freedom available for his old friend. Two freedoms, in fact. But he doubted Kaladin would ever accept the same freedom as Vyre, so he offered him the other one. The sweet peace of nonexistence.”—Page 551

Ahhh so he is a bastard. Got it.

“He knew it, sure as he knew the sun was hot, and that it circled Roshar forever.”

Um….

You…he…MOASH THAT MOTHER FUCKER. Redemption is a theme.

“PERHAPS. YOU COULD INFLUENCE HIM IN SMALL WAYS ONLY. PERHAPS EACH NIGHT, WHEN HE SLUMBERS…HE THINKS OF YOU STILL, AND THERE IS MORE. A CONNECTION BECAUSE OF YOUR PAST, YOUR SHARED DREAMS. ANY BOND SUCH AS THAT CAN BE MANIPULATED.

WILL THIS BE ENOUGH? IF WE SHOW HIM VISIONS, WILL THAT BREAK HIM?

‘It will be a start. I can bring him to the brink. Get him to step up to the ledge.’

THEN WHAT?

‘Then we find a way to make him jump,’ Moash said softly.”—Page 554

You know I have been told that redemption is a theme in Stormlight Archive.

So I have a theory that the Radiant Spren are some way connected to different main cultures on Roshar. So Althei are Honor Spren. Azish are High Spren and now Shallan’s notes say that Cultivation Spren are merchants so now that slots well Thaylen. Peak spren are…probably Horneaters but who knows.

Ooooooo do I smell romance for Lift?

Wyndle is so cute.

“An old flute that Wyndle said looked strange.”

*Covers face* oh my god she has Wit’s flute. Go give that to Kaladin.

Brandon you’re just going to drop Nightwatcher lore? Now? “Why…if Mother is involved…perhaps this isn’t Stormlight you use at all.” ???? Then what is it???

Hmmmmmmm lets not talk about the Sleepless.

OH NOOOOOOO MRAIZE. OH NO HE WANTS TO HUNT LIFT.

Come on dumb Taravangian.

For some reason, Taravangian reminds me of Dr. Marcoh from Fullmetal Alchemist.

I feel like Navani is going to sass the shit out of Raboniel.

“Awespren burst around her in a ring of blue smoke. Soulcasters didn’t hold spren because they were spren. Manifesting in the Physical Realm like Shardblades. Spren became metal on this side. Somehow the ancient spren had been coaxed into manifesting as Soulcasters instead of blades?”—Page 593

I…you…WHAT?

Ralkalest? Interesting name.

“By showing everyone that our lives will all be improved by working together.”

A) I don’t trust you and B) not if Odium yeets Roshar into the sun.

Noooooooooooo Dalinar it’s worseeeeee.

NALE???

Where’s Taln and Ash in all of this?

So many people wearing a lot of rings. Wait, is that Navani?

“Why hadn’t the Sibling mentioned this immediately?”—Page 622

Navani finally understanding Dalinar’s pain.

I love Navani and Kaladin interacting.

*nervous about Mink*

“‘What is a cow?’

‘Big, juicy, delicious. Wish I could still eat them. You don’t seem to have them around here, which I find amazing, as I’m sure there was one somewhere in Sadeas’s lingage. Paternal grandfather perhaps. Watch the highprinces. There’s almost certainly going to be a show.’”—Page 638

1) RIP you can’t eat meat because you were a Dawnshard 2) True 3) Uh oh.

She did that to pocket another Highprince.

Excuse me, who’s Axindweth?! Wait the rings on her fingers. Is she a feruchemist? Did she do something to Venli’s mother?

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck

“‘Grampa,’ Litte Gavinor asked. ‘Was my daddy brave when he died?’”—Page 664

Suffering. Endless suffering. Leave me alone.

Okay, this is good information.

Rlain and Venli reunion!!!

Eshonai and Dalinar interaction!

BRANDON I WAS NOT PROMISED YOUNG BLACKTHORN FEELINGS. LEAVE ME ALONEEEEEE.

Wait is the person writing Rhythm of War Navani? But that doesn’t make sense because Michael Kramer is reading it, usually that means it’s a man reading it. Is it Gavilar?

El? I mean the only El I know is…Elend.

Is Kaladin going to say the Fourth Ideal when he realizes that he can’t save Moash?

I’m glad that El is unknown and there are more than one person talking. Perhaps with every new page a different person is talking. I’ll just leave it to the 17th Shard to crack.

A VOIDSPREN IN A CREMLING? Arclo?

Hesina? Why does Rlain want to meet with Hesina?

Mraize and Rabionel are talking. Also I just realized that Mraize reminds me of Vandal Savage.

LIFTTTTTT!!!

Lifelight? Excuse me? I fucking…hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

I see that Navani has now adopted Kaladin. Good shit. Also I am living for the Navani/Kaladin interaction.

OW WHY MUST I SUFFER?

“Navani turned toward Raboniel, steeling herself against the memories brought forth by the sight of the sword. She could cry for her child again tonight, as she had done many nights in the past. For now, she would not show these creatures her pain.”—Page 732

Hell yeah.

When did Eshonai become British?

“‘That’s annoying,’ Kaladin said.

Yes, it is mildly inconvenient that we have to wind a crank to experience the wonder of making a human being safely levitate hundreds of feet in the air.

‘Pardon, Brightness, but I can usually do it with far less trouble.’

Which is meaningless right now, isn’t it?

‘I suppose it is.’”—Page 743

Look at these two sass each other.

Ivory’s my new favorite.

So, like how gods have metals, do all gods have lights?

Is Venli the one that Navani thinks is insane? I don’t think so?

Navani, you are going to bond with the Sibling. I know it.

I love Navani and the Sibling’s interaction.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck

“You are not merely a storm! Dalinar bellowed, his voice changing to rumbles of thunder. You are capable of choice! You hide from that, and in so doing, you are a COWARD!”—Page 821

God I love Dalinar scolding the Stormfather, it’s so funny.

FINALLY DALINAR KNOWS! Also…that’s some interesting font you got there…

“But I have another task. I need to find a way to speak to the god-priest, then convince him to help me rescue Urithiru.”—Page 825

Good luck, kid.

Szeth-son-Honor. Oh my heart. It almost makes up for the fact that I’m so sad for Navani.

Excuse me, Chiri-Chiri is getting a pov. Brandon, stop writing while drunk.

“Szeth froze as the little boy, Gavinor, stepped up to him. He raised a wooden sword hilt-first toward Szeth. The boy should fear him, yet instead he smiled and waggled the sword.

Szeth took it, hesitant.”—Pages 834-835

MY HEART! OH MY GOD THAT’S SO CUTE I COULD DIE. BRANDONNNNNN.

Rysn! You weren’t supposed to tell him!

Poor Rysn. She doesn’t get a break.

Koravari. Did we just get Cultivation’s name?

The Deadeyes are probably sensing something…else.

“The target called himself ‘Sixteen.’”—Page 864

Yep that’s him. (Nope.)

How is that that Shallan shutting out her two other personalities is worse for her?

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hi Nale.

Oh, Shallan must have bonded a different spren and killed it.

Restares is Kalak. Shooketh. But did Gavilar know that? Because wasn’t he speaking with Kalak with Nale. So…I’m confused.

Restares is the one writing this then.

I think I pointed out how Rlain was named Shen like Pashendi.

Remember everyone, redemption is a theme.

WIT!

“You can’t know any of this, because you live on a giant ball of rock full of slime where everything is wet and cold all the time.”—Page 913

Agreed.

“This is a dog, Kaladin. They’re fluffy and loyal and wonderful.”—Pages 913-915

At least we agree, Hoid.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE’S A DRAGON ON ROSHAR?! AND SHE PREFERS TO HIDE. HOID! BRANDON!

It has been decided that Wit getting a spren was a massively bad idea. (Not that anyone should have been under the delusion that it was a good idea from the start.)

This is very late in my notes but: I don’t know Brandon, why does Azure look Althei while other Nalthians don’t?

Is the dog…Lassie?

I’m going to take notes on Design so I can write a fanfic where Elhokar lived, became a Radiant and then joined the Unseen Court like the nerd he is.

What? Trusting Mraize is stupid? No shit.

So, I was wrong about Shallan pretending to be Ialai…but she might consider being Kalak.

Kalak is more of an asshole than Wit.

I feel like not only the FuckGavilar subreddit will arise out of the this book but also the FuckLirin subreddit. Seriously? Are there any good fathers on Roshar? Dalinar barely just became one.

So the metal is Raysium.

Fuck Dabbid just became my new favorite character. Who the heck would have seen that coming?

LIFT YOU CAN WAKE THEM UP!? Alright plan: either get Lift to Lirin so she can heal a few Radiants for backpack or head straight for that storming pillar and heal the Sibling. LET’S GO GO GO GO! TIME FOR THE THIRD CLIMAX!

Please Tsundere—YOU DID IT!!!

“They could be purchased from a group of strange traveling merchants called the Eyree.”—Page 976

Ire.

So the Rhythm of War is Navani and Rabionel talking?

Did they have sexy time?

Oh no Shallan killed that cryptic

I WAS FUCKING RIGHT! THUDE IS ALIVE. FUCK YEAH!

Radiant killed Ialai

SOBSSSSS FOR SHALLAN

OKAY MAYA SPOKE WAS ALSO CRY WORTHY

I supposed that night scarred Jasnah just as much as Shallan.

Also Witnah confirmed.

No…Teft…no no no no no no no. I sobbed so much. I hate you Brandon so much.

Aww man I feel so fucking bad for Moash that he can’t see. I’m so sorry. I will weep for you endlessly. Bastard. No man or woman has ever been sexier than when Navani Kholin said “Journey before Destination, you bastard.”

Nononononononono

“Final terms are these: A contest of champions to the death. On the tenth day of the month Palah, tenth hour. We each send a willing champion, allowed to meet at the top of Urithiru, otherwise unharmed by either side’s forces. If I win that contest, you will remain bound to the system—but you will return Altehkar and Herdaz to me, with all of their occupants intact. You will vow to cease hostilities and maintain the peace, not working against my allies or our kigndoms in any way.

Agreed. But if I win, I keep everything I’ve won—including your homeland. I still remain bound to this system, and will still cease hostilities as you said above. But I will have your soul. To serve me, immortal. Will you do this? Because I agree to these terms.”—Pages 1178-1179

Fuck.

Cultivation you absolute fool.

“The Lord of Scars, Wit calls him. Well, when you next meet this Lord of Scars, give him a message from me…Tell him we’re done with his meddling. His influence over my people is finished. Also, Wit says to tell him, ‘Deal with your own stupid planet, you idiot. Don’t make me come over there and slap you around again.’”—Page 1197

I was joking before but…no. It’s him.

I guess Kal and Szeth are going to Shinovar. That’ll be some interesting character interaction.

You, sir, do not deserve the name El.

Also we are so fucked. Beyond fucked. Unbelievably fucked. It may be set up that Wit figured out this set up was too perfect however he might. So WE. ARE. SO. FUCKED.

#rhythm of war #Brandon Sanderson #stormlight archive #cosmere #reviewsdaytuesday

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be-more-chill-evan-hansen · 5 years ago

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BLACK FRIDAY SPOILERS

The following post contains spoilers for the new musical, Black Friday, by Team Starkid. Continue reading at your own risk.

MY FAVORITE PARTS FROM THE BLACK FRIDAY DIGITAL TICKET + OTHER COMMENTARY (IN ORDER OF HOW THEY APPEAR) WHILE WATCHING IT FOR THE 4TH OR 5TH TIME [contains very harsh and explicit language]

**These points will be brought up in another post (involving the Hatchetfield Universe theories)

The ENTIRETY of the Wiggly jingle at the beginning

Jaime saying “his belly’s so squishy!” while jumping up and down

The tights

“Uncle Wiley, where does Wiggly come from?”

James Tolbert (Team Starkid choreographer-turned-actor) STOLE the show

Curt Mega’s dancing in that song killed me

“DO THE WIGGLE!”

ROBERT AND JAMES DANCING WAS EVERYTHING

**Paul still doesn’t like musicals? (I have a theory of where this show takes place in the Hatchetfield Universe but that’s for another post)

The way Paul looks at Emma when she’s on her Cabbage Patch Kid rant!

“I’m Paul. I’m Emma’s...boyfriend.��//“Well, we haven’t put a label on it yet.”//“But we are intimate.” (Bonus: Emma’s glare)

Paul is still awkward I love him.

“I do not get flashbacks. I remember bad things vividly.”

“Thank you for your service.”//“I didn’t do it for you.”

“Ski-ball sucks.” (I wholeheartedly disagree but whatever)

Grace Chastity is Tom’s babysitter for Tim confirmed

Okay. Okay. Okay. OKAY.

TOM JUST WANTS TO MAKE IT UP TO HIS SON BECAUSE HE FEELS GUILTY ABOUT THE CRASH I’M SOFT

DYLAN SAUNDERS STILL STEALING HEARTS

WHY DO YOU GIVE DYLAN ALL OF THE HEART-WRENCHING SONGS????? I DON’T NEED TO CRY AT 4AM

THE LIGHTING

“Excuse me, miss. Do you think it’s okay for me to park here?”//“Yeah, it says ‘no parking at any time’ but I’m sure the loading trucks can just park across the street. Does that work for you?”

“If I won’t support my drinking habit, who will?”

“Hark, the herald angels sing. Glory to a newborn king. A fuckin’ furry little monster’s gonna make me a pile of cash.”

“Tell me, Lex. Do you know why they call it Black Friday?”//“Because it comes after Thursday?”

“Well, friend-o. I have a feeling that these little babies are going to take you so far into the black that you ain’t never comin’ back.” *long uncomfortable pause*

“Oh, you’re gonna make a killin’. That’s an Uncle Wiley’s Toys guarantee!”

FRANK HUGGING THE BOX OF WIGGLYS

“Hark, the herald angels sing. Glory to a newborn king. Peace on Earth, and lots of money. MONEYMONEYMONEYMONEY just for ME.”

JON’S VOICE AS WIGGLY I CAN’T

“mALL security we got a shoplifter. Drop that doll!” (His voice crack killed me oh my God)

HIS OUTFIT (The first time I saw him I went “Oh my God he’s emo”)

“Where’s my sister?”// “Oh no.” *stares dramatically* “Hannah?” *even more dramatic* “Is that what you’ve been telling me every day for the past four weeks? To pick up your kid sister?” *grabbing Lex* “Oh, I must’ve forgot because I’m so stupid.” Ethan needs to take up drama

“Do I gotta put a leash on you like a dog, or my cousin Oliver?”

“Don’t pull her.”//*voice crack* “I’m nOt.”

“Alright banana split.” i’m not crying

“You see this hat? This was gifted to me by a great warrior.” *Lex laughs*/*Ethan turns around slowly* “Don’t you fuckin’ laugh.”

“I’d make a great dad, I’m just sayin’.” (Ethan isn’t a horrible person he’s just misguided)

“My mom’s a bitch!”

Honestly the way Ethan looks at Lex

*in the middle of singing* “That’s not how cameras work, babe.”

Hannah’s dancing

ROBERT’S WIGGLES DURING “We’re missing in action.”

“Dear mom, it’s been real."

“I’d say you did your best, but I’m not a liar.”//“Oh, L-I-E-R, babe.”//“We get it Ethan, you’re a good speller.”

“PS: Get yourself a new trailer, because this one? Is BROKE AS SHIT!”

Robert in skinny jeans. Can Robert wear skinny jeans more often please?

Hannah doing the “smoking” thing with her hands.

“Hannah! What the fuck is this [imitating it]?That better be fucking FLOSS.”

UGH LAUREN AS LINDA MONROE IS LEGENDARY

“That’s called a bribe, sir, and it’s illegal...or it should be.”

“I have four boys. Four beautiful, blond, boys.”

“Do you really think your children are better than everyone else’s.”// “In so many words, YES.”

“I hope you don’t get a Wiggly. I hope you fucking die.”

“Well, my children were accidents.”

“Stop crying, Gerald. I wasn’t talking to you.”

The way Tom and Becky looked at each other when they met again ugh.

Whatever that song is called when the Hatchetfield citizens were gossiping about it like I think it’s called “What Do You Say?” or something?

“Tom’s put on some weight.”

“I heard Tom is seeing things.”

Jon is serving looks.

The dance they did when they said “all the years that had fun” killed me

Curt Mega is a treasure

“It’s cold out.”//“Nothing really.”//“How are things?”//“Haven’t seen it.”

“Oh my, God, it’s a train-wreck.”//“My favorite.”//“Give me my tub of popcorn.”//“Just skip to the fucking.”//“She’d never--.”//“Either way this is torture porn.”

“I think I’ll step in and save her.”// “You don’t have half of a chance, bitch.”

“THERE, she looked at his crotch.”//“He looked at her boobs.”

“I like dolls. I’m just kidding. I don’t like dolls. At least, not like that.”// “I missed you.” *everyone freaks out*

The dance that looks like a beating heart around them I love.

“Did you know if you spend money, your kids will love you maybe.”

COREY DORRIS NEEDS APPRECIATION BYE

“Give us your fucking money. Give us your fucking cash.”

SERIOUSLY I CAN’T WAIT FOR THIS RECORDING

“Do we have any morality.”

“What’s a grown man going to do with 85 dolls?”// “Well, one will stay in the box for posterity. One will be used exclusively for bath time.”

“If you’re going to make with the hysterics, TAKE IT TO MACY’S.”// “How dare you. Are you hearing this, Gerald? Yes, call my attorney.”

“I’ll tickle one doll, and one doll will tickle me.”

The bidding war.

“Get your hands off her.”// “Fuck YOU.”

The lighting slowly gets red when they start bidding.

“$800.”//“$3.”//“Can I use these coupons?”

“Well, if you’re not going to sell me that doll, I guess I’ll just gonna have to take it.”

“If he gets one, I’m getting four.” *Linda climbs the counter like Draco*

So the lighting during “Feast or Famine” is just???? The green and red??? Like holiday colors but at the same time it’s representative of greed and rage????

Just all of “Feast or Famine”

“What’s shaking banana, you okay?” I’M HAVING FEELINGS UGH

“What’s up with that grammar. Even I know it’s ‘more badder’.” Ethan no

ETHAN NO

“Give me that fucking doll I’m in a hurry.” Okay, Jeff you freaking gremlin man

WHO BRINGS A KNIFE SHOPPING?? Unless he stole that, too.

“Do you see him? Do you see him? Do you see him?”//“YES, I fucking see him!”

James as “Obama” I’m crying

“I’ll hold onto the little...uh...whippersnapper.”

“While you three devise a strategy, I’ll hold on to the little friend.”// “Shut the fuck up!”

“You’re nothing more than a Harvard Law School community organizing prick!” I’M SCREAMING

“Take one step closer to my fwendy-wend and I’ll rip your fucking throat out with my own teeth.”

“No, he’s mine! Back off or I will send a laser-guided ballistic missile to your house in Denver. You’ll be scraping off what’s left of your kids off the FUCKING pavement.”

“MORRIS. Give me that COCK-SUCKING MOTHERFUCKING COCK-A-DOODLE-DOLL” CURT MEGA IS A TREASURE

“I’ll bite your dick off!”

THE AUDIENCE (AND MY) REACTION TO MCNAMARA

*Obama voice* “Oh, I’m gonna vomit.”

“I hope you don’t mind if I let myself in.”// “Into the oval office?”

“Monsters and Men” IS A BOP

*yeets the Wiggly off stage*

“DECK THE HALLS” IS A BOP

I would 100% watch “Santa Claus is Going to High School” unironically

“Jingle! Jangle! If anyone sees two elves in my locker, I’ll get expelled for sure.”

The dancing UGH

Lauren is the cutest elf ever

PART THREE OF LAUREN AND ROBERT DOING A CUTE DANCE TOGETHER

“What the fuck am I watching?”

Becky talking about her ex-husband breaks my heart. I would die for her.

“You say you killed your family. I hope I killed mine.” My heart is breaking help me

Becky and Tom are freaking CUTE

“Take Me Back” is the cutest song ever

All of the times the characters mention other dimensions and stuff??? Each has a different context, but Joey’s character did say that Hatchetfield was a special town earlier in the show so????

All of the making out I’m done

Becky’s leg

“I knew you weren’t Santa.”//“A red tricycle.”//“SANTA!” *starts making out*

“This is the best movie ever!”

Robert has to make out with two people every day.

**PEIP deals with Paranormal, Extraterrestrial, and Interdimensional stuff, so if TGWDLM was Extraterrestrial, and BF is Interdemensional, will Nerdy Prudes Must Die be Paranormal? Will we see PEIP again? [I’M GOING TO MAKE A SEPARATE POST ABOUT THE THEORIES WITHIN THE UNIVERSE]

**“There are many dimensions, sir.”

“You want to send me into the fucking Twilight Zone to have a sit-down with the devil?”

“They will build him his birth canal.” Ew

Sherman Young is so freaking creepy

“Wiggly is good. Wiggly is just.”

“Bring forth the infidels.”

*as Linda walks onto the stage* “MOTHER MOTHER MOTHER”

“I dislike that word, Gerald. Cult. No, it’s a new, exciting religion that I started.”

“I’ve met God, He had nothing nice to say about you.”

“Adore Me” is a BOP

“You’ll kneel before me. Kiss my toe.”

“I will destroy everything, and then I will destroy everything. I guarantee I’ll destroy everything in my path. Unless I get what I--shit, Gerald.”

The followers repeating “I get what I shit.”

THE TIE AROUND JON’S HEAD KILLS ME

“I want you to know what I mean when I say my evil shit, ‘kay?”

TEAM STARKID PLEASE MAKE LAUREN A VILLAIN MORE OFTEN

“What’s shaking banana?” DON’T DO THIS TO ME

Evil Ethan hurts me

Hannah doesn’t deserve this

“I’m in the Black and White now. It’s just like California. It never ends.”

“I swear on my own grave.” I’M

Hannah calling Wiggly out on his bullshit

“Well, Webby is a stupid bitch.” JON UGH

“I’m going to eat you riiiight the fuuuuck nowwwww.” This scene just makes me want to give Hannah a hug

“We don’t get tricked. We’re grown-ups.” GROWN-UPS ARE THE ONLY ONES BEING TRICKED I CAN’T WITH THIS MUSICAL

“Tom, how could you? You let her get away!”

Dylan jumping at an audience member

I know people think that Ethan’s magic hat thing was bullshit but like the syringe missed Hannah so like??

“You think that in the Netherlands they care about some toy? Hah! Nah, they’re too busy enjoying their free vacations and free health care.”

Made In America is A BOP

THE SNIGGLES

BIG WIGGLY

I feel like Made in America won’t have the same punch on the soundtrack.

Joey’s falsetto

R.I.P. General John McNamara

“MERRY CHRISTMAS MOTHERFUCKER!”

“Uh, oh, Mr. Prezy-wez. It seems you’ve misplaced your bomby-womb. Don’t worry. I’m sure it will turn up somewhere.”

“We’ve lost Moscow, sir.”

“He baited us into World War Three.”//*Wiggly giggles* “That tickles.”

“Is this what I live for? To be choked in a toy store?”

“Black Friday” is such a beautiful song though

“Did I need her more than she needed me?” I’m crying please stop

“I’m authorizing you to use my firearm.”

“Monsters and Men” reprise is PERFECT

“Kids don’t want that piece of shit.”//“What?”//“They’re all into Fortnight, dude!”

“I mean, you’re like 40! You probably think your life is over!”

“Everyone is dying, and that includes me, too.” Jeff is a lyrical genius but he needs to back off of whatever angsty juice he’s drinking.

“If I fail you one more time, the punishment won’t match the crime, cause there’s no pain that could ever explain how I let you down.”

“I failed you once, and I will fail again.” I cried when I watched this the first time

“If I Fail You” is such an emotional song

“Alright, let’s go.”//“Fuck, yeah! Should I move these boxes first?”//“Fuck, yeah.”

Charlotte? Where did you come from???

“The only man that’ll have her now is Jack Daniels.”

“And you, you little shit.” Says Draco, the little shit.

“A magic hat? That’s ridiculous. Only dolls are magic.”

“Is this some kind of a joOoOoOoke?”

“Answer me, or I’ll cut your mouth open with my FUCKING KNIFE.”

“You’re a fucking moron.”// “Then you’ve been out-fucked by a fucking moron.”

Lauren’s wiggles during “He will wigglewigglewigglewigglewiggle his way into life.”

“Wiggle” is such a silly song but the harmonies and choreography????? Iconic.

ROBERT’S TWIRL???

JAMES’ DEATH DROP????

EVERYONE’S SEPARATE WIGGLES????

The crying when Becky shot Linda.

“Gerald? It’s Gary. Yep, we need to talk about the will. Goldstein!”

The red light that symbolized Wiggly being on fire.

The followers deciding to burn with Wiggly.

“I have this cooky, reclusive Biology professor.” *audience loses their shit*

“What am I supposed to do without my iPhone?”//“Wear a watch?”

“What If Tomorrow Comes” is such a haunting song

Kendall’s voice is so GOOD!

HOT CHOCOLATE BOY?

MR. DAVIDSON?

BILL?

The dabbing

Hannah and Lex hugging

Paul hugging Emma and Bill

The Hot Chocolate Boy and the Cinema Kid holding hands honestly adorable and I lowkey ship

A little bit of instrumentals from “Not Your Seed” in the end-credit music?? (From the lyric “Look what happened, nightmare time.”)

That’s it. It’s very long, but those were either my favorite parts or small things I noticed. Mostly just my thoughts.

#team starkid #black friday musical #black friday spoilers #jon matteson #lauren lopez #robert manion #curt mega #joey richter #dylan saunders #kim whalen #jeff blim #corey dorris #jaime lyn beatty #angela giarratana #james tolbert #kendall nicole yakshe #hatchetfield #hatchetfield universe

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