#I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS TO END UP SO LONG. I REALIZED AFTER CAPTIONING MY OWN SCREENSHOT THAT I SHOULD DESCRIBE THE REST TOO

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screenshot from an article that reads, Eccleston's perhaps wasn't the most likable Doctor that fans have seen over the years, nor did he offer up the over-the-top campiness that many had come to expect from the character. The grit and volatility

and the screenshot cuts off.

Immediately after the screenshot, the original poster shares a gif of Jason Momoa with shoulder-length brown hair and sunglasses, holding a microphone. he's seated between a table and a ComicCon display wall, then he stands up and tosses the microphone's cord out of his way while beginning to walk around the table, like he's going to approach someone. He expression is deadpan and unchanging the whole time. The gif is subtitled with his dialogue, No, no, no. By all means, speak your mind. You got a problem with my boy?

after sixties-doctor-who-stan's reblog addition, tumblr user dread-queen-persephone comments, Nine's unlikable?? then says in all capitals, YOU'RE UNLIKABLE!! next is a comment from tumblr user ellavrena, starting all in capitals, WHAT SHOW WERE THEY EVEN WATCHJNG [sic]. they continue in lower case, commenting, how dare they try to insinuate my big eared boi wasn't inherently camp af??????

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[00hpink]

you're watching from a rooftop overlooking the stadium, a private spot you both secretly love. when kaiser scores, he runs to the edge of the field, tilting his head upwards, knowing exactly where to find your gaze. the stadium roared with cheers as he and the team secured, yet another victory. his grin was brighter than ever as he waved to the crowd, basking in the glory. but amidst all the chaos, his eyes only searched for you.

your gaze meets his, but it doesn't stay there for long - it drops to his number 10 jersey, damp enough to give a sneak peek of his abs. not just that - the tattoo on his arm catches your eye (even countless times before). it snakes up his bicep and stretches toward his neck, just visible under the fabric.

'his fans would absolutely lose it,' you thought, pretending you hadn't just stayed up four nights in a raw, stalking his fan pages.

later, after the crowd had thinned, he found you waiting in a secluded rooftop of the stadium. the distant hum of celebrations faded into the background as he approached, his golden hair disheveled from the match.

"enjoy the show?" he asked, his voice carrying that familiar teasing lilt.

"the match or that routine you always do after scoring?" you replied, arms crossed but smiling.

a deep, hearty laugh escaped him. "both, obviously."

without warning, kaiser lifted his jersey slightly, wiping sweat from his face. his toned abs and the usual tattoo tracing his torso became visible.

"for real?" you said under your breath, glancing away.

"what's the issue?" he said, smirking as the shirt fell back. "a guy can't cool off?"

you rolled your eyes, willing the redness on your face to disappear. "you're hopeless."

"own up - you were looking," he said, inching closer.

"i wasn't," you retorted, though your tone was a little shaky.

"sure, sure," he said, stretching with a smirk. "let's go. there's something i want to show you soon~"

what he revealed was entirely unforeseen.

days later, while scrolling through your phone, a notification appeared: kaiser's newest instagram post just revealed his latest photoshoot. you tapped on it, not expecting what was about to unfold.

photos were bold, showcasing kaiser shirtless, his body fully visible. tattoo, already fascinating, looked even more vibrant in the professional lighting. but what really stole your breath - and made your heart skip - was surprising new addition to his ink.

on his broad shoulder, your name was etched in bold, graceful script.

your hand went to your mouth as you stared at the screen, re-reading the caption beneath the photos. it was vague, mentioning the campaign with no explanation for the tattoo.

still, the comments were already flooded with speculation:

@/ilovetoeat

→ wait, is that someone's name? who's she??

@idk

→ who's y/n?? michael, i thought we're married??

@66ejna

→ plot twist! : i'm actually the third party in this relationship!!

panic bubbled in your chest. kaiser being bold? classic. but this? this was straight-up wild. your phone buzzed, and there it was - his name lighting up your screen like a main character moment.

"hello?" you answered, barely managing to keep it together.

"so," he said, all smug and casual, "thoughts on the pics? i know you saw them."

"micha, my name is on your shoulder!" you blurted. "do you understand the internet is losing it right now?!"

"yeah," he said like it was the most normal thing ever. "didn't i tell you i'd something unforgettable? surprised?"

"surprised? try speechless!" you snapped. "kaiser, do you realize how extra this is?"

"exactly. now they all know - you're my girl."

your heart skipped a beat at his words. it wasn't just chaos - this was kaiser's way of keeping it 100. the way he said it oh so nonchalantly makes you want to ends your next 7 generations.

"god, you're insane," you grumbled, but your voice didn’t sound too convincing.

"and you're unforgettable," he shot back effortlessly. "so? you into it?"

you sighed, flopping onto your couch. "i hate that i actually am."

his laugh was rich, that kind that made your defenses crumble. "perfect, meine liebe. because you’re stuck with me, forever."

later that night, still reeling from everything, you opened your tumblr private account and posted a random rant :

what do you even do when someone tattoos your name? anyone got tips? (btw, no, it hasn't sunk in yet. but yeah, it's real.)

and another one :

my name on his shoulder ... help. permanently.

the photo he sent? just the tattoo, cropped to hide his face. subtle, but if someone knew you well, they'd put two and two together.

not even ten minutes passed before another text from him.

micha ♡

"you're not mad, right? saw your post."

you rolled your eyes, but deep down, your heart was full. he was as impossible as ever, but somehow, that made you love him even more. though you legit forgot that only he, is in your private tumblr account.

s/n : haven't write in a while heh … i logout from this acc and literally forgot its password + i lit wrote this in 2 am rn + KAISER GETTING ANIMATED LORDDDS

[poguestvff]

CALL ME BACK — JJ MAYBANK

in which JJ maybank just needs someone to be with him but the one person who he really needs is not the one who he wants to see.

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warning(s): slight angst :( she/her pronouns, minute talks of abuse. part two !!

It had happened again. Why did JJ constantly think things were going to change, that things would get better. Even after the seventh time of standing in the bathroom of the chateau, touching at the red and purple discoloration on his paled and frightened skin, he believed it would change. Touching at the split place on the left side of his lip, he told himself one day, things would change. he wanted it to change but deep down in him, he knew it never would.

He stressfully pulled at the blond locks in his hair, fingers linking between them with heavy breaths. the chateau was empty but the silence still seemed so loud. Every step he took, the creaking old wood underneath him echoing around the rooms as he went. It sounded like a taunt each time he'd take a step and he'd listen to it press and release against his foot. Even with how much he hated it, it reminded him he was wide awake and for now, he was alright.

His thoughts were beating him up. With the silence and not the constant sound of laughing from his friends, it left him and him alone. Probably wasn't the best timing with the outcome of his day so far. He didn't know who to call. He knew John B was out with Sarah and Kie was tagging along with Pope on his grocery rides leaving him alone. He scratched at the back of his head, humming to himself in thought as to hear something. Even his own voice was giving him some sort of relief. He didn't have anyone else to call other than Y/n and that was the worst thing to think about at that point.

Lovely Y/n, his supposed to be best friend for life, the matching bracelets from when they were ten representing that. They were best friends since childhood and they should've known that dating wouldnt have been the best idea but they took the risk. It completely ruined their dynamic, especially when JJ continued to treat her the exact same way he did Kie in a friend manner rather than like a girlfriend. With their breakup came the breakup of the pogues and Y/n, surprised with how easily the girl was willing to leave because of the awkwardness between her and JJ.

While the two of them were on the outs, she was the only person who he knew to call. He didn't want to deal with being alone, the sound of his sniffles echoing in the bathroom. His fingers shook, hesitantly scrolling through his phone to try and find her contact. He realized he still hadn't changed her name since the two months ago when they'd broken up. 'my love' with a heart, the most classic of names which he called her on occasion. He almost turned off his phone instead of pressing it but he did, putting it on speakerphone as he sunk to the floor, back against the bathroom wall.

It rang several times, the Maybank boy whispering pleas for her to pick up. When her voicemail rang through the room, he sighed and pressed the back of his head against the wall, harsher than expected. "Please leave a message and i'll try and get back to you." y/n's happy voice came through, the sound of him laughing in the background getting cut off from the time when he was there when she recorded it.

He cursed, shaking himself from his thoughts. "Uh, hey. Hey, Y/n/n, I—I really don't know why I called... Yes, I do." He interrupted himself, scratching at the side of his nose. “I just really need someone right now and—and everyone's gone. I didn't know who to call except you just... just if you get a minute, call me back." He ended the message there, shutting off his phone and moving it aside.

The silence did not last long as a notification caused his phone to light up. An instagram notification as he unlocked the device, looking towards the center. it was Y/n's username and she'd made a post. Y/n hardly posted, the last time she did being four months ago and it was a photo of all the pogues. He was surprised that she hadn't removed it but his suspicions got the best of him as he clicked on the notification.

It was a photo of y/n but she wasn't alone. the arm around her waist belonged to that of Topper Thornton as she sat on his knee. A toothy smile on both of their faces, giddy as can be in one another's hold. The caption was nothing more than a heart emoticon, the same heart emoticon that resided by her name in JJ's phone.

He cursed, regretting his choices of even opening his phone in the first place. Topper? Out of all people, Topper? He was hardly over the fact that John B was with Sarah, the last thing he wanted was her with Topper.

The last thing he wanted was her with anyone.

He tossed the phone aside, running his hands through his hair once again before banging the side of a closed fist against the wall. He was grateful it hadn't made a dent but he wished it had for a moment, thinking that it would've been worth the pain that now resided in his hand. His emotions soared at this point, the pain within his ribs throbbing, his hand burning, and the ache in his heart was more of a mental thing than a physical one.

His phone dinged again and he almost screamed. Why was the ring so loud? He pressed his palm against his forehead, squeezing his eyes shut before picking it up to turn the do not disturb button but the reason for the ring had caught his attention.

from : y/n <3

"i'll be right there <3"

[stargaze-issei]

— "𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮" (𝐭. 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭; after losing you, todoroki moves on with his life. you know you never stopped loving him, and he's desperately wants you back. but life has a funny way to do things.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞; angst.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; none.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 1.8k

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞; this is a continuation from this ficlet, so probably there are a few things you won't understand if you haven't read it. anyways, enjoy.

you had moved on, and to say it had been hard was an understatement. you absolutely believed todoroki was your soulmate, but when you found out what he did, it simply devastated you. even thinking of him made your heart ache. you knew you made the right choice, getting out of every shared space you two had, distancing from everything that reminded you of him. transferring to shiketsu was by far the best way. of course, you had to leave all your friends, but they would always be one call away.

for todoroki it was the other way around. no matter how hard he tried, everything had a piece of you in it. his room was full of memories with you, all the times you fell asleep on his bed, your study sessions that always ended up in something more, you dancing and singing to mamma mia's soundtrack. he ended up staying at midoriya's most days, but even then, he would think about you. it was his default mode, somehow, his mind always went back to you.

he shut down completely after seeing you with yoarashi, no one could make him talk about his beloved or his feelings. he started to go to the gym more often, train alone in the woods at night. he barely slept, and as soon as he woke up, he'd start exercising. he was so tired that he didn't think of you. that was his way of moving on, though in every sense of the word, he never actually did.

*.✧☆ﾟ.*･｡✧*⊰⊹ฺ

focusing all his life in becoming a hero, he came first of the class with a big gap. at his twenties, he opened his own hero agency. since your break up, he never had another partner, too afraid that no one could be like you, make him feel what you did.

in your case, after graduating you went to work with mirko. everyone knew you being her sidekick. it wasn't weird to hear about your ex boyfriend on the news, he had achieve all his goals in life, and that made you happy. you no longer held any remorse against him. he was a good person who made a mistake, of course you had forgiven him.

"so, [hero name], you've been going up in the charts like a rocket, could you be thinking about starting your own agency? some heroes, like shoto, are already making their way through the industry" the interviewer asked you. for the first time since highschool, someone asked you about todoroki as a hero.

"i love working with mirko, she's amazing and i think i still have a lot to learn from her. i do admire heroes like shoto, he's undeniably good at what he does, but i think is still too soon for me" you smiled when you mentioned him. even after all those years, when todoroki watched that interview, he caught on those little details. it felt good hear you saying his name again.

*.✧☆ﾟ.*･｡✧*⊰⊹ฺ

it's confirmed! pro hero y/n and yoarashi inasa are getting married! the rumors were confirmed by a picture posted on their social media accounts showing their engagement rings and captioning "she said yes/he finally asked". we are w–.

to todoroki, it was extra hard that you were marrying you highscool boyfriend. he couldn't stop thinking, if he hadn't messed up, you would be marrying him. an hour later, midoriya called.

"how are you?" even though izuku was trying to not be obvious, shoto knew what he meant.

"in another timeline, y/n and i would be getting married".

*.✧☆ﾟ.*･｡✧*⊰⊹

todoroki finally met someone, you heard on the gossip chanel. great, that was great, he deserved to feel the happiness you felt with inasa, right? of course he did. he was an amazing boyfriend, any person would be lucky to have him, you were happy for him. that was what that knot in your throat was, that sudden urge to cry. come on, you couldn't be so selfish, you were getting married with another man, you broke up five years ago, why were you so upset?. it's not that you dreamed about him at least twice a week, or that you heard his voice clear as water even when you hadn't spoke in so long. you love inasa, stop having those thoughts. you decided with whom you'd be spending your life with years ago, it was about time todoroki moved on too.

"...and i didn't know what to say, but he was so persistent. anyways, i told him we were going to discuss it, what do you think?" your fiance's hand was moving in front of your eyes, trying to catch your attention back.

"can you repeat it, please? i-i got distracted" he smiled at you, kindly. he always did that. no matter what you did, inasa was the kindest person to you, because he genuinely loved you.

"one of my advisors gave me a list with all the pro heros we had to invite to the wedding, i told him we'll talk about it" he pulled out a paper from his briefcase with a lot of names printed on it "give it a look while i take a shower" he got up, kissing your head on his way to the bathroom. most of the names were your old classmates from u.a. and shiketsu, some of your teachers and heroes of the moment.

ground zero, red riot, creati, charge bolt, shoto, cellophane, deku, froppy[...].

you stared at his name for longer than you thought, because inasa came out of the bathroom only with a towel, asking your opinion on the matter. he knew you dated todoroki back in highschool, but obviously didn't think you had feelings for him now. because you didn't. you didn't, you couldn't.

"yeah, okay, let's invite them".

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todoroki's jaw almost hit the floor when the invitation arrived at his mailbox. his girlfriend, a model he met at an event, laughed at his reaction. were you actually asking him to go to your wedding? it seemed like a cruel joke to him. the cruelest of jokes.

"isn't she one of your classmates from u.a., baby?" his girlfriend asked, taking the paper out of his hands. he never talked about you, with anyone, not even with midoriya. your chapter had been closed by force, locking all your memories away. but that lock was always on the verge of breaking, something as small as saying your name could unleash his buried feelings.

he was so confused. his irrational side was screaming to accept the invitation, eager to face you again. but he knew it would hurt him. he knew it, if he thought about it enough, he still remembered how his heart break years ago. his mind kept wondering back to you, how beautiful you would look in your white dress, your eyes filled with excitement. it was too much for him to handle.

"yes, i will let them know we're going".

*.✧☆ﾟ.*･｡✧*⊰⊹ฺ

somewhere in yourself, you wished todoroki hadn't replied. in that same place, it hurt to see the "plus one" option marked. right, he had a girlfriend. a girlfriend he most likely cherished, in some level at least. it was okay, you had a boyfriend, a boyfriend you were going to marry in two months. both of you had moved on. maybe repeating that to yourself would convince you.

*.✧☆ﾟ.*･｡✧*⊰⊹ฺ

he got up that morning and went for a jog, like when he was a teenager trying to get off his mind the girl who broke his heart. we could say he was trying to do the same thing.

the only reason you got up in time was because uraraka knocked on your door. inasa had gone to a friend's house at night, arguing he wasn't going to see the bride before the wedding. if it was supposed to be the happiest day of your life, then what is that pain in your chest?.

"you have to hurry, the ceremony starts at four,  we're meeting midoriya at three and you haven't even showered!" todoroki practically was forced into the shower by the girl, he had no will to get himself ready. what was he thinking? he clearly loved you, as much as always, why did he agree to see you marrying someone else?.

everything was ready, just as planned. like in the movies, you were expecting some sort of crisis to happen and could cancel the wedding with an excuse, but it wasn't the case. things were perfect. your hair, your dress, your make up, even the guests arrived just on time. you felt like puking.

not a single thing was out of place, that was certainly planned by you. he could see your unique touch in decorations, colors, even how tables were distributed. and he could point at everything yoarashi had done, because it didn't match at all. it was like a stain in your perfect design, a stain he couldn't remove or avoid anywhere he looked.

uraraka had to grab your arm when the music started to play, and push you out to the aisle. inasa was waiting on the other side. he looked so beautiful and happy, his eyes overflowed with love. but your eyes got lost in the crowd, searching for a certain pair of heterochromatic eyes.

you were like an angel fell from heaven. todoroki expected you to look pretty, but it was mind blowing. he was standing next to a pillar in order to get a perfect view from you. he felt his legs weakened when your eyes connected.

"do you, yoarashi inasa, take this woman to be your wife, to have and to hold[...]?" you couldn't see todoroki from the altar, and it was unbearable. all you wanted was to look back into his eyes again.

"yes, i do" inasa's voice was so determined, that you realized what was happening. before you knew, the priest was saying your vows.

he couldn't watch. he tried, but just couldn't. when he said the priest saying your name, he had to turned around.

you were sure that with one look, you'd knew if shoto still loved you. that was all you needed to go back to him, to see his eyes.

"[...] till death do you apart?" it was now or never. you turned your head, heart beating like a drum. please, please, love me.

oh how much he loved you. as you once said, his undying love for you was so big, that's tearing him apart. a single tear left his eye.

he wasn't even looking. he didn't love you anymore. a lonely tear ran down your cheek. you were too late, you had lost him. "yes, i do".

he had lost you, again. 

[kryptoniancape]

So... Carol also probably stopped visiting Daryl because he was spending time with Leah? Is that the soap opera route we're going to take writers? Right. After Caryl didn't talk for almost three seasons. Then Carol got married to someone else for another season. Now we're going to throw in a tragic love affair for Daryl... who we've been told will only have sex if in love and only fall in love once? I just.... I shouldn't be surprised and yet... here I am.

So, I already regret posting that person’s reply, bc contributing to the chaos is definitely not helping anyone lol. It’s been brought to my attention that the line in 10x06 is “your dog” according to closed captions. (I swear, my sheer boredom is driving me crazier than anything else). But anyway, since this came in just after I made that post, I wanted to clear it up in case I was in any way responsible for making you sad.

Now that that’s out of the way. According to everything I’ve seen (which is only reactions/interpretations of the spoilers because I don’t want to read them), Carol’s reasoning behind saying she can’t see him anymore is going to stem from her responsibilities at the Kingdom. Perhaps this is around the time the pipes and buildings start showing signs of falling apart, or they were dealing with some other kind of internal conflict.

Angst and whatnot doesn’t bother me. Yes, it’s not quite the arc we were led to imagine, and I was shook for a bit after finding out about Leah’s role, but generally I’m not opposed to this kind of storytelling if done right, especially because I’m still optimistic at this point and giving Kang the benefit of the doubt. Gimple era Caryl was rough (save for the no sanctuary hug), but I think Kang is trying to get even locals riled up and reinvested in their storyline after that drought. I’m sure there are locals who still need that push to see them as romantic even after watching s10, bc a lot of it was subtext. So one of the most effective ways to do that is through love triangle soap opera type shit. There has to be a driving conflict to explain why it takes them a decade to get together, ig.

I will also say that given the clues, I’m starting to think Leah might be somewhat abusive and volatile, and she’ll be back in early season 11 to stir the pot somehow before they really delve into the Commonwealth arc. It’d be a rather Freudian route, but could make sense for Daryl to be drawn to someone to fill the void that is eerily more like his parents or brother than he is. I won’t delve into the psychology, but I think this would still line up with the arc we wanted for him in a way. He’ll realize the similarity, that she’s problematic, and have an existential crisis about it; which hopefully ends with him realizing he needs to be more open about his feelings, ect. Cue him finally breaking free of the cycle. I think this episode is actually aiming to address his abuse and intimacy issues in a way we wouldn’t be expecting. And by the end of it we will see that Daryl has learned things new about himself.

I’m also starting to think that they don’t actually have sex. I think Leah will try to initiate but Daryl will recoil at the last second. Maybe they just kiss and then it cuts and that’s why the leaker is assuming they banged. I know the phrase “lot’s of sex” was used in the table read stream and by the leaker as well, but I’m hoping that was exaggerated for a pr stunt. If it was that easy for Daryl to just have sex, they wouldn’t have waited this long to give him a one night stand or smth. And there’s an explicit reason the sex is only implied and never actually shown. This is why I think they’re going to handle it with care. Either way, the relationship was described as toxic and tragic, and that would align with my theories, so I’m just gonna roll with it. After all, Carzekiel turned out to be Caryl-positive development, there’s no reason yet to assume this shit also can’t be.

I won’t pretend I have the answers, but I’ve taken a step back from all the semantics in the tags and only been following a couple of bloggers who process everything from a writer’s perspective. Some need that space to be negative, to cope. For me, it helps to stay level headed for now and away from the fandom war nonsense on twitter. I refuse to let fandom make me feel miserable about the content I enjoy. I’ll let the writers do that on their own. I do think the episode is still going to have a lot of surprises, because even with spoilers there’s so much we just can’t piece together, and I’m honestly looking forward to it.

I hope my rambling was somewhat insightful. And hopefully new shit doesn’t come out tomorrow that renders this just a bunch of clownery, but. Chin up, friend. I hope it’s not misplaced, and I’m in the process of crafting another meta to elaborate on this further, but for now I’m genuinely optimistic that we will all be laughing about 10c era one day.