#I WANT TO OWN MY MUSIC GODDAMMIT

[aurora-uwu]

I love vinyl. Why can't we go back to vinyl? I want to own my music. I want to hold my music.

[its-avalon-08]

it all fell down (ln4)

part5

multipart story! part1 part2 part3 part4

✦ pairing - lando norris x female reader

summary : lando norris and y/n were friends for 20 years, fell in love and dated for five. until it all fell down. they left each others lives abruptly and never spoke again, until they met again in the most unexpected way. can they find their way back or will certain scars never heal?

Y/N entered her apartment and closed the door behind her, the weight of the evening pressing down on her like a suffocating blanket. She leaned against the door for a moment before sliding down to the floor, her body wracked with sobs. The regret of her harsh words to Lando gnawed at her, the echo of "maybe dating was a mistake" ringing painfully in her ears.

As tears streamed down her face, memories of their time together flooded her mind, each one a bittersweet reminder of what they had lost. She remembered the first time he told her he loved her, his voice trembling with sincerity.

"I love you, Y/N. I can't imagine my life without you," he had said, his eyes filled with an emotion so pure it had taken her breath away.

She saw them dancing in the living room of their shared apartment, the music soft and the lights dim. They had swayed together, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside forgotten.

"You're my everything, Lando," she had whispered, resting her head against his chest. "Promise me we'll always be like this."

"I promise," he had replied, kissing the top of her head. "Always."

But then the memories turned darker, the shadows of their eventual breakup creeping in. She recalled the fights, the misunderstandings, the way they had slowly drifted apart despite their best efforts to hold on. The final memory hit her like a punch to the gut—their last, heartbreaking argument.

"Why can't you just understand my goddamn situation?" Lando had shouted, his voice filled with frustration and pain. "This isn't working anymore, Y/N. We're tearing each other apart goddammit."

"And whose fucking fault is that?" she had shot back, her own voice shaking with anger and hurt. "You’re the one who changed, Lando. You stopped caring, stopped trying. You just gave up and you have the genuine audacity to even tell me that "we're tearing eachother apart". Fuck that Lando, you are hurting me, what are you not fucking understanding?"

"I can't do this anymore Y/N. I just can't. You never even try and understand my situation. You have such high fucking expectations and you just want me to go with it.," he had said, his voice cold and final. "Maybe it’s better if we just end it."

"Fine," she had spat, her heart shattering into pieces. "Go. Just go."

The memory of his retreating back, the sound of the door slamming behind him, was like a knife twisting in her heart. The pain of their breakup was still as raw as it had been that night, the wounds never fully healing.

"I didn’t mean it," she whispered to the empty room, her voice breaking. "I didn’t mean it, Lando. I’m sorry."

The weight of those words crushed her, and she cried even harder. "Why did it have to end like this?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Why couldn’t we make it work?"

She hugged her knees to her chest, rocking back and forth as the pain of their lost love consumed her. "I still love you, Lando," she sobbed. "I never stopped."

She buried her face in her hands, the weight of her regret crushing her. The love they had shared, the promises they had made, all felt like distant, unreachable dreams now. As she sat there, alone and heartbroken, she realized that despite everything, she still loved him. And the thought that she might have lost him forever was almost too much to bear. The echo of her tears and her own heartache filled the silence, a haunting reminder of the love they had lost and the words they could never take back.

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[softantlers]

lottienat first kiss during wilderness spin the bottle? \o/ plsss

I had so much fucking fun with this!

this is how we do it

Just as Montell Jordan’s velvet-smooth vocals threatened to restore the Yellowjackets into the carefree teens that had boarded the plane to nationals, Van’s boombox stuttered and died.

“Goddammit,” muttered the redhead as the soccer players skidded to a halt. All around the cabin, their dancing bodies seemed to sag back into reality: another night in the wilderness—no music, no anything but for the gloomy pitterpat of rain outside.

“What happened?” asked Jackie as Van made her way to the boombox, ejected the tape, and unceremoniously slapped it.

“I don’t know,” grunted the goalie before letting out a frustrated sigh. “Has hitting something ever fixed it?”

“Maybe try blowing on it,” suggested Mari as she peered over Van’s shoulder. When the redhead bent to do so, a peculiar sound issued from the ceiling overhead. Like something… rolling?

Lottie glanced upward, her heart a stampede. Sucking in a deep breath, she squeezed her eyes shut and reached for her mantra: It’s not real… It’s not real… It’s not real…

“Uh, the fuck was that?” asked Jackie, and Lottie blinked, shifting as she noticed the spooked girls around her. Throughout the cabin, the Yellowjackets had stilled.

“Wait… you heard it too?” she breathed.

“It was probably just a branch,” cut in Taissa, hands on her hips as she threw a pointed glare at Lottie.

“Inside on the floor?” Mari snorted at the forward. As Tai opened her mouth to argue back, Jackie let loose a sudden cackle that could only be described as nefarious. Next to her, Shauna flinched before turning to her best friend and muttering, “What the fuck?”

“You wanna know what I think it was?” snickered Jackie. With a flourish, she leaned toward a dusty end table and snatched a long-emptied liquor bottle. “Kinda sounded like hooch rolling around up there… Maybe Dead Cabin Guy wants us to play spin the bottle.”

There was a stunned pause. As everyone took their team captain’s meaning, Lottie noticed Van exchange a significant look with Taissa. The blood had drained from the forward’s face, and her jaw was locked. Carefully, Tai spoke, “There’s three boys in this room, Jackie. The fuck are you on?”

“Actually,” interjected Ben, scooting forward on his perch by the wall to retrieve his crutch, “there’s two boys. I’m a grown-ass man, and I think that’s my cue to go the hell to bed.”

“Byeeee, Coach,” sing-songed Mari as Ben found his footing and lumbered toward the bedroom. The coach raised a lazy hand as he left, chuckling under his breath.

An awkward silence followed Ben’s departure, and in the background, Travis raked a stressed hand through his hair while Javi’s eyes were glued to the ground.

Gen gave a nervous laugh. “Two boys then. I mean, captain, this could get a little weird.”

Lottie watched Jackie with her brow furrowed. The other girl hadn’t exactly been thriving in the wilderness thus far. She lacked the same authority she’d always had on the soccer field and in the halls at Wiskayok High. Now, with all eyes on her, Jackie appeared to grow taller. It had been a few days since she had commanded everyone’s attention like this, and she seemed to be enjoying it.

“We survived a motherfucking plane crash,” said Jackie. “Are you really scared to play a little game? And besides…” At this, she turned a cheeky smile on all of them. (Shauna, Lottie noticed, stiffened when Jackie beamed at her.) “What happens in the wilderness stays in the wilderness.”

“Shit, I’m down,” Van shrugged, and Taissa whirled on her. Not meeting the other girl’s eyes, Van turned to Jackie, “I mean, it’s true, right? What happens in the wilderness…?”

Too amused for her own good, Jackie grinned. “We’ll make a pact. What happens here stays here.”

“Fuck,” chuckled Natalie, rolling her shoulders and cutting her eyes to the other girls. “I mean, everything once, yeah?” Across the room, Lottie’s stomach dropped.

--

“No way, Taylor,” scoffed Taissa when Jackie turned to hand her the bottle. The Yellowjackets were sitting in a haphazard circle on the cabin floor, and everyone had grown a bit shy, staring into their laps and hands to avoid looking at each other. For Tai’s part, the forward was pressing the bottle back into Jackie’s hands. “You started this shit. Now you get to really start it.”

For all her earlier bravado, the team captain appeared flustered. Nevertheless, she grasped the bottle and forced a smile. “Fuck it,” she said before leaning forward. With a sharp flick of the wrist, the bottle spun. It gave several solid rotations before chaotically losing the plot, clattering across the circle and hitting Mari’s knee.

Cross-legged, the JV player winced, “Ow, fuck!” she seethed, rubbing the sore spot before noticing everyone’s eyes were on her. “Wait, what?”

“That counts,” asserted Taissa, literally throwing her hand out to point at Mari with diabolical eyes. Even Lottie had to stifle a laugh at the look of horror on Mari’s face.

“You didn’t even want to play!” gasped Mari.

“No,” answered Taissa, pulling her knees to her chest and grinning savagely. “But now y’all have made your bed.” She leaned forward and let the vindication drip. “Sleep in it.”

To the forward’s side, Van had her face in her hands and was losing it. Meanwhile, Jackie was smoothing out her skirt as she rolled onto her knees. She shrugged as Mari gaped at her. “Rules are the rules, Ibarra. Let’s just get this over with.”

“Let me guess,” broke in Shauna from her spot next to Jackie. “We won’t tell Jeff.”

There was a curious pause as the team captain turned to her friend. Lottie noticed that Shauna’s hands were clenched in her lap. Apparently unbothered, Jackie laughed a little before prodding the midfielder in the shoulder. “Lighten up, Ship. It’s just a game.” With that, she crept away from her frowning friend and across the circle to where Mari sat. The other girl stared as Jackie approached, looking like a prisoner sentenced to the gallows.

“Ready for this, JV?” the team captain asked, a bit of a hitch in her voice as she settled across from Mari. The other girl gave one last pleading look around the circle before realizing that no one was going to save her. Mari turned to Jackie and gulped, “Okay.”

Surprising Lottie, Jackie pulled Mari to her by the drawstrings of her dingy yellow hoodie. The JV player let loose a startled sound as their lips came together in a firm kiss.

“Oh captain, my captain!” laughed Natalie, cupping her hands around her mouth for the taunt. She beat the floor in amusement as Jackie and Mari fell apart, both girls blushing fiercely. As Jackie returned to her seat by Shauna, the circle of Yellowjackets broke into giggles.

“Maybe getting stuck out here isn’t so bad,” Travis joked, and Van cackled, “That’s what I’m saying." Lottie couldn't help but smile when she noticed Taissa loosening her shoulders by Van’s side. The forward was snickering along with the rest of the girls, seemingly more comfortable now than when the game had been originally proposed.

On the other hand, Lottie blinked when her eyes drifted back to Shauna and Jackie. The team captain appeared spaced out, her gaze on the floor. But Shauna… Lottie had never seen the midfielder with such a dark expression. What was going on between them?

Looking a little worse for wear, Mari touched her lips in wonder before snapping out of it and shoving the bottle toward Akilah. “Next!” she barked, the sudden exclamation pulling Lottie from her thoughts. With a long-suffering sigh, Akilah grasped the bottle, muttered a little prayer, and then gave it a deft spin.

“Oh shit,” said Van at the same time as Javi’s face paled. The younger boy rubbed the back of his neck, glancing shyly between the bottle bearing down on him and Akilah across the circle. At his side, Travis suddenly found the far window very fascinating.

There was a quiet moment before Akilah crept forward and settled in front of Javi. Her tone was gentle, “This your first kiss, Javi?”

“I… Um…” Javi kept rubbing the back of his neck. Lottie twisted her mouth, feeling a trill of affection for the sweet kid.

Noticing how nervous Javi had gotten, Akilah's shoulders loosened. Without preamble, she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek—a tiny peck. Javi’s shoulders stiffened, and when Akilah fell back, he looked up into her smiling face. “Save it for someone special," she told him.

“Wait, what the fuck?” gasped Mari, throwing an accusing finger at Akilah. “That’s not fair!”

“Actually, I think it’s perfectly in order,” Taissa responded, turning daggers on Mari.

“Absolutely protocol,” Natalie agreed from across the circle.

“But—”

“Keep it up, Ibarra, and I’ll kiss you next,” Tai hissed. To her side, Van’s eyebrows shot up.

But the threat seemed to have the intended effect, and Mari deflated. “Y’all are so fucking weird,” she whispered, a blush on her cheeks.

And around and around it went. Travis kissed Shauna. And that had been… Strange. A scowling Gen had kissed Misty, who really just seemed ecstatic to be included. Laura Lee even surprised the hell out of everyone by giving Van a quick peck on the mouth (a gesture that had Taissa gaping). And Natalie—

Fuck. Wait. Natalie.

Lottie stared blankly at the bottle bearing down on her before peering into the other girl's intense blue-green gaze across the circle. “Oh,” she said, her chest tightening. For her part, Natalie's face reddened as she rolled onto her knees. Something about the winger’s shy eyes was making Lottie’s stomach flip as she mirrored Natalie and moved forward.

“Offense on defense, offense on defense…” Van chanted as Lottie and Natalie met in the center of the circle. Natalie laughed softly and flipped Van off before turning back to Lottie. In the firelit cabin, the set of the winger’s jaw, framed by her bleached hair, made Lottie breathless. She found herself staring at Natalie’s neck, eyes drifting to her collar bone and then back to her lips.

In front of her, the punk seemed to notice the attention and stiffened. Panicked, Lottie lifted her gaze to the other girl’s face. Her throat went dry when she noticed a sort of haze there. Natalie let loose a breath. “You ever thought you’d kiss a girl, Matthews?” she whispered, and it was so quiet that Lottie couldn’t decide if the other Yellowjackets had heard.

Her mouth opened and closed, at a total loss for words. She felt flustered and too hot with everyone’s attention on her. But Natalie’s mouth… It was parted, and Lottie couldn’t stop staring at her bottom lip. She felt a little dizzy.

“Well, come here,” muttered Natalie, and Lottie blinked when the winger suddenly leaned forward. Their lips met—firm—and Lottie braced herself by slapping a palm to the back of Natalie’s neck. The other girl shivered under the touch, and Lottie’s stomach somersaulted. When Natalie made a small breathy sound, opening her mouth to gently tug at Lottie’s bottom lip, she felt the heat rush to her core. Oh, fuck.

Another second and then it was over. Natalie rocked backwards, smiling softly at Lottie as the circle broke out into snickers. “Everything once,” she repeated to the group, shoulders rocking with laughter as she returned to her spot. Heart in her throat, Lottie did the same, retreating in a daze.

The evening progressed and the Yellowjackets bickered, bantered, and kissed. Seemingly unnoticed by the others and the chaos of their game, Lottie felt Natalie’s gaze continue to burn into her. Full of a strange and wonderful overwhelm, Lottie looked at the other girl. Through hooded eyes, the punk smiled. Lottie swallowed thickly, a prickle at her neck. When she gave the winger a nod—a brief jerk of her chin—she noticed Natalie's jaw tighten before she nodded back. Lottie's heart galloped at the invitation.

[ghostsdentedbones]

okay so i made a pinterest and seeing all the sonic headcanons is making me want to make my own so… SONIC HEADCANONS ‼️

Sonic is very forgetful and as such Tails puts sticky notes around their house reminding him of any errands he needs to run or things he has to do

Sonic loves to boast about Tails’ accomplishments. Sonic has the biggest ego but he’s also so proud of Tails that he will, much to Tails’ embarrassment, loudly proclaim how cool his inventions are

Amy loves going over to visit Cream and Vanilla to help out, and she loves baking with them

I don’t see people talking about Vanilla nearly enough, but i think everyone who knows her adores her and likes to help her out - she is a single mum, after all. Sonic will run errands for her, Amy will babysit Cream, Knuckles will carry her grocery bags for her, Tails will make her little gadgets and trinkets with Cream, etc. It’s all very sweet

Sonic takes a lot of naps. It doesn’t matter when or where he just plonks himself down and he’s out

Amy carries a polaroid camera around with her to take photos with her friends and then pin them to a cork board

I’ve seen this said before, but Silver is a history nerd

He’s also a giant trivia fan. He’s the kind of person that’ll memorise the dates that his favourite movies came out and then pull that fact from nowhere and his friends are all really confused as to why he knows that off the top of his head (No i’m not projecting. Shh.)

I also strongly believe Tails knows how to sew and has a sewing machine

Blaze, Shadow and Espio probably have a book club. Sometimes Tails and Silver will join them on their sessions.

Knuckles taught Amy some hand-to-hand combat. Boxing stuff, yaknow?

Blaze’s gloves are a lot tougher and more abrasive to withstand her fireballs

Sonic is a big fan of older things believe it or not. From classic fairytales and stories (thinking back to the storybook games), to retro music and 80s movies

^Side note, he also loves Michael Jackson’s music and i think he’d love Back To The Future

I also think that Silver likes Star Wars

Silver has a sweet tooth, but Blaze has a more savoury taste. Blaze’s tolerance for spicy foods is also much higher than Silv’s

Espio and Blaze are also big on candles, i think

Because Silver grew up in the literal apocalypse, i think he’s very adaptable. he’ll manage with what he’s got, and he’s very resilient

Tails prefers 2D animation to 3D. Charmy prefers 3D animation. Cream chooses to not get involved in the matter

Vector was in a band in his youth, just like he is now with Espio and Charmy. He wasn’t any better back then, but he also wears hearing aides now because he busted his hearing with his music too loud. He still hasn’t learnt his lesson from that.

Just shooting off a few for you! When my mental headspace gets worse Sonic is always my comfort fandom, so here i am, and i hope you enjoyed! Let me know if you would like more or if you had any ideas, i’m especially trying to think of some for Mighty and Ray, because they’re my special little guys goddammit.

Remember: stay way past cool!

[l0stfoster]

You already know who it is, back on my bullshit 👉👉 not here for paul this time (SHOCKING)

So , darry. Darrel Curtis. My boy my baby. I just have like ,, general things i want to know more about so bare with me bc hes my fav alongside paul ofc and i can ramble

1. When did his tail get permanently fucked up and how did he mess it up so badly?

2. Ik his powers get unstable when he gets like ,, real upset so besides the night he slapped Pony, are there any instances where he just got outta control ?

3. Is he afraid that his relationship with Paul isnt real bc of his mind manipulation bc baby knowing me if i had that power id be scared to mfing death

4. Goddammit im mentioning paul again sorry but ik darry calls paul pretty boy (heart hands i love that) but does paul call darry any pet name that just makes him SWOOOON

5. Has he ever gotten jumped post-book ?? I imagine that before him and paul fell out he had told him a bunch of things including weaknesses that socs used to their advantage ESP after paul “betrayed” them, and what better way to hurt paul holden then to hurt the person he loves more than life itself

Okay thats all for now b4 i go literally insane but i may be back bc i have questions abt other couples 😼😼😼

You’re so fucking real for the Darry enjoyment too I also adore him he’s such a guy. Both in canon and in the au, I need to kiss him on the forehead. DARRY YAP TIME (Crow will be so joyous)

Timewing got really excited about this one so a lot of the answers are his, I just added on afterward with my thoughts, so the first bullet point will be hers, and the second one is mine!!

When did his tail get permanently fucked up and how did he mess it up so badly?

- I assume he tried to crush it or break it violently enough that it needed to be amputated. One way of the latter reason probably would've been falling off the roof of the house back first. One way of the former reason is heading out to a field and trying to slam a hay bale on it. - I personally like to think he'd gone far enough to get his hands on a spare tire from their father's truck and,, crunch! It was the only way he could think of doing enough damage while getting away with it since the car had issues enough to need active little fixes and tweaks, including tire changes. He was around 17 or 18 during all of this, by the way. Unlike his ears, this isn't one his family knows was purposeful.

His powers get unstable when he gets like ,, real upset so besides the night he slapped Pony, are there any instances where he just got outta control?

- There are so many instances but it happens more so when he's stressed. There were a few situations where during tests during school he accidentally ended up making an entire class of 20+ students so anxious a few were sent home and a couple jocks had panic attacks. Another instance was (using the musical for this) when he and Soda were brought in to be asked abt Pony's whereabouts and he got so pissed off with the questioning that he also heightened the officer's anger and nearly got himself arrested. Also the rumble. I think that speaks for itself. - A couple other instances I can think of are after their parents died, when Dally got shot, and uh. The entirety of the duration that Pony was gone, though that was mostly him heightening his own distraught compared to anyone else. He probably does it every now and then at work too during rough work days, which makes for some interesting occurences.

Is he afraid that his relationship with Paul isn't real bc of his mind manipulation bc baby knowing me if I had that power I'd be scared to mfing death.

- Absolutely. He stresses abt it every second of every minute of every hour of every day. - A little fact that Darry doesn't know, though, is that after Paul's powers are presented he has a level of resistance to certain types of curse-related powers! He's not immune, per se, but Darry's manipulation, Soda's song, and Johnny's death sense are all a little lowered; this is because he's in the direct bloodline of the witch who cursed Tulsa. In the way that Johnny can't see Paul's death date (but can get flashes of it), Soda's siren song is easier for Paul to break himself out of and he can tolerate Darry's manipulation for a little longer before caving into it. Parry fans can rest easy knowing that Paul's love for Darry is 100% genuine. Unfortunately, Darry does not know that </3

Goddammit Im mentioning Paul again sorry but ik Darry calls Paul pretty boy (heart hands I love that) but does Paul call Darry any pet name that just makes him SWOOOON

- It's mostly the Latin nicknames that get him. He may not know what the hell Paul is saying but he's in love with it anyway. But he's also especially fond of being called the ever so typical "sugar" - Yeah it's just a bunch of Latin and then the usually sappy ones. Darling, Doll, etc. Paul hits him with “Optimum accidit mihi” ("The best thing to happen to me") once and Darry would actually fold if he knew it.

Has he ever gotten jumped post-book ?? I imagine that before he and Paul fell out he had told him a bunch of things including weaknesses that socs used to their advantage ESP after Paul “betrayed” them, and what better way to hurt Paul Holden than to hurt the person he loves more than life itself

- I imagine maybe once but there was also when he went hunting for Two's stolen feathers and was... scary. He's a scary dude, no one wants to mess with a fae that has that much muscle and is probably not afraid to bite you. - I also agree that,, yyyyeah, Darry is arguably one of the greasers to get jumped the least, including post-book. He works a lot too, so it's not like there are many open instances for him to walk around. Darry definitely told Paul any weaknesses that did exist, but I like to imagine Paul kept those real tight to his chest- He absolutely used them himself during their time hating each other, but could never get himself to tell the other socs; it was a level of trust he couldn't bring himself to break, especially since Darry had seen and heard his own share of things from Paul that he never spilled. The Socs also didn't know that Darry was what Paul valued the most; sure, Paul was very clearly into him, buuuut they make their own assumptions regarding his sexuality and how things go relating to it-

-I could definitely imagine a scenario where they attempt to sabotage Darry and Paul's relationship out of spite if they knew how dedicated Paul is.

[cto10121]

Me: [bouncing around in the straitjacket] The problem with the interpretation of R&J being a play about teenage rebellion is that most of the teens in the play don’t actually rebel. Tybalt embraces the feud’s machismo fully, Mercutio is also willing and even eager to fight when the urge strikes him, and even Benvolio gets involved—if just to stop the fighting; otherwise, he does nothing. Every single one of them, even R&J, accept the feud, as a reality at least, and none of them express any desire to change their families’ minds. Only R&J actually do rebel against their families and Verona’s culture of violence and machismo. But they don’t rebel because they themselves believe the feud is wrong (although it’s reasonable to assume so, based on canonical evidence). They rebel because they love each other and want to be together. You almost get the impression that if they had the option of being together but the feud still existing...they would probably choose it. Or at least be sorely tempted. So that’s why I dislike adaptations and stagings that try to go all “youths rule and adults drool!!1!” and dress the characters in this countercultural punk and rock clothing. Verona’s youths are not countercultural; they are products of their cultures, and that’s part of the tragedy.

Therapist: You’re talking about R&J for once instead of the musical. What a breakthrough—

Me: And that’s why the Hungarian version’s punk Gothic aesthetic is not my favorite. Because even in the musical, the youths accept the feud. They just participate in it in their own way different from their parents’—

Therapist: Goddammit

[ro-written]

Me Gustas Tu - J.W

Tags/Warnings: Fluff; Nothing really, gn!reader, very little rereading cause that’s my brand now

Word Count: 1.1k

Song Inspo: “Me Gustas Tu” by Manu Chao

Jung Wooyoung likes a lot of things.

He likes the color black. He enjoys the simplicity of it. Appreciates the way he can dress it with anything and can find familiarity within it. It’s a quiet color. The color he comes back to at the end of the day in his bedroom. One that helps calm him and rest his mind after a flashy, long, overwhelming day. It’s the color that surrounds him and allows him to be himself. 

He likes seeing you sleep peacefully under his black comforter in his room. When he comes back at the end of the day and you’ve already made a home in his bed. Even in the darkness of the muted color, you brighten the place immediately with your presence. He wouldn’t consider himself a romantic, too realistic and practical in his thoughts to even entertain the idea. But when you give him that tired smile and dig yourself into him when he finally gets under the covers? When you murmur lowly, still half-asleep, about how much you missed him and how warm he feels? Well, he feels like he could write volumes of poetry.

He likes clothes. He adores the way he can express himself through what he wears. Clothes make him feel safe, make him feel like himself. He likes piecing things together that people may not have considered, and end up shocked when they see how well it matches. Clothes make him feel confident. Can completely shift his attitude one way or another. Make or break his entire mood. A good outfit can define his entire day. 

He likes seeing you in his clothes. Particularly this one black hoodie he has. It’s oversized, even on him, stretched out from years of use. But goddammit, he just can’t get over how comfortable it is, even after all this time. Can’t bring himself to get rid of it. And seeing you in it? When you leave your fragrance on it for him after having “borrowed” it for a few days? When you send pictures to him, wearing it while he’s away on tour? He thinks it has to be his favorite piece of clothing.

He likes gaming. It’s one of his favorite stress relievers. Being able to come home and hop on a game, not think about anything else besides beating this one goddamn level. Losing himself in the storyline of Assassin's Creed and mindlessly doing quests that he’s done at least five times before. Others may find it repetitive; He can’t begin to count how many times Yunho has given him a funny look for playing the same story again. But he enjoys it all the same.

He likes when you play with him. When you get excited playing FIFA against each other. He pretends to get huffy when you beat him (even though he couldn’t deny the flutter in his heart and the gentle smile playing at his lips while watching you celebrate.) He likes to teach you how to play a new game. He can sit even closer to you and help guide your fingers over the controls. You know exactly what he’s doing, and when you poke at his cheek to call him out, all he has to defend himself is an eye roll, and I just want to make sure it’s an even playing field, love. He didn’t even mind when you simply sat near him to watch him play. He enjoyed your presence, knowing that you simply wanted to just spend time with him. Maybe you were talking to him about the game, or maybe you were talking about your day. Maybe neither of you were talking about anything, the orchestral music of the game filling the air. He didn’t care. He had you.

He likes cooking. It allows him to learn new recipes, and explore different parts of the globe right in his kitchen. He can focus on a recipe, the rest of the world fading away from purview. Similar to his clothes, he likes making the food aesthetically pleasing too.  He enjoys the chaos right before the calm of being able to enjoy his creation. He likes how he can mix various items to create a tasteful dish. Being able to say that he created something of his own.

He likes cooking for you. He likes seeing the way your eyes gleam and the wide smile you offer as he sets your favorite food in front of you. And yes, he learned and mastered the perfect recipe for it. His heart pounds in his chest whenever he asks you to try a new dish, awaiting your honest answer. And you do answer honestly, something he appreciates every time. 

He likes dancing. It gives him a way to express himself, aside from his clothes. Where words fail, he communicates through movements. He can let his body move on its own accord, responding to the beats and melodies in the songs in its own way. Actions speak louder than words, and when he’s dancing he feels like he can recite his own Shakespearian play to the world.

He likes dancing with you. Being able to put on a record and taking your hand in his, grinning as you bashfully lean into him, allowing him to lead you around the room. He likes to press his face near your ear to hum along to the song, swaying you side to side and gently guiding your feet. He likes hearing you laugh a little at the corniness of it, but melting into his body nonetheless. He even likes dancing for you. When you stay with him at the studio and just watch as he shows you a new routine he’s putting together. And when he finishes he can see the starry look you have in your eyes.

There were times when his feelings felt conflicted. Moments where he had to debate if he actually liked something or if he simply wanted to like it. 

One thing was for certain though.

Jung Wooyoung likes you. He likes your patience with him. He likes your smile. He likes the way you make these small faces at something when you were focused on a task. He likes the way you bite at your nail when you get lost in thought. He likes the way your eyebrow quirks when you want to react to something. He likes when you poke his dimples when he smiles at you. He likes that you can effortlessly get him to laugh - really laugh. A laugh that reverberates in his chest. And god, does he like the feeling he gets just being around you. A feeling that warms his whole body, that leaves subtle tingles under his skin. 

One thing for certain?

He loves you.

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[propepsi]

Okay. Listen up Weezer community. Why do you guys hate literally every Weezer album there is? This fanbase is so divided it's actually insane. If you say you like an album, somebody's gonna tell you how much they hate it. If you say you hate an album, somebody's gonna come after you and call it a masterpiece. I think the only exception to that is the blue album because how do you hate blue. That being said, here are my opinions:

I like Raditude. It's fun and silly and a real connection to youth. Plus, Put Me Back Together is a hidden gem and y'all are SLEEPING on it. (It's my favorite song so if you haven't heard it, please give it a listen.) Also, I hope you realize that Can't Stop Partying is SATIRE and that Rivers didn't even write those lyrics; they were given to him.

Pinkerton is fucking weird, but it's also a good album. Across The Sea is diabolical, but everything else on that album is pretty great, weird as it is. (Hell, even Across The Sea has a good sound if you ignore the premise and read a little deeper into it.) Pinkerton was an essential album. It reflects Rivers' depression at the time after the release of Blue, which was misinterpreted by the audience at the time. The whole album is about the deeper, darker, more honest parts of himself, and I appreciate that about this album.

Red is a fantastic album, and y'all need to give some love to The Spider. That song is wonderful. Red actually might be my favorite Weezer album of all time. Cold Dark World is kinda trashy, but it has a good sound. Plus: Scott Shriner has a kickass voice and I will be hearing nothing else. Also, Automatic isn't even close to being bad. Y'all are just weird.

Green is also a fantastic album. It is simple and somewhat pop-y, but goddammit it's a good album. The lyrics may be a little in-genuine, but they're still Rivers, and they're not devoid of feeling like every says. Emphasis on O' Girlfriend.

Blue is objectively fantastic, but that's not really controversial. I don't think I can name a time I've come across an avid hater of blue. It's their first album, so even if you don't like it, you just have to respect it. Also: Buddy Holly is a good song. Deal with it. Also, No One Else is a satire piece.

Make Believe is NOT as bad as y'all say it is. I've edited this post, and before I said that Beverly Hills was the only Weezer song I didn't like, but that the rest of the songs were really good. I've changed my mind. I don't know if it's bias or not, but after more listens, Beverly Hills has actually grown on me. I think this album is essential especially because of Pardon Me, a song in which Rivers gives his heartfelt apology for hurting those around him in order to be a 'better rockstar.' Also, Haunt You Every Day is a fantastic track.

Those are my strongest Weezer opinions laid out. I really wanted to voice some of my positive beliefs to spread around the joy of Weezer's music instead of trying to hate. But, all in all, we all have the right to our own opinion. Although this fanbase might not agree on everything, at the end of the day we all know what their best album is, and that is Christmas with Weezer.

[destinygoldenstar]

🌟It's A Musical! With Lights, Autotuned Singing, Slandering Yul, And Jake Getting Cucked 🌟 - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 3 Episode 6 “Strike A Chord”

I was gonna do this yesterday, but then something... pretty harsh came up.

I will say this: I'm probably going to have to slow down the pace I'm getting these reactions out.

This has NOTHING to do with the show itself! I'm enjoying it so far. My reasonings don't have anything to do with the show doing something that hurt me.

It's just because these reactions take about 2-3 hours to make. And it has resulted in me being up WAY too late at night for my own health. And it's getting to me.

There's also some... pretty disturbing events happening in my personal life. I'm not going to get in depth about it here. Because it's... it's VERY sensitive and triggering to talk about.

For the sake of this and for the sake of my own health, I need to take care of it first and foremost.

Again, THE SHOW DID NOT DO ANYTHING WRONG. THIS IS PURELY LIFE CIRCUMSTANCES.

But, ya know, I want to at least get one more in. Enjoy this reaction.

"Man, is this girl smart or just plain evil? Probably both."

XD

OH MY GOD THAT IS...

THAT IS SO ACCURATE.

"I can do so much more than just vote for Yul. For my next showing, I will silently pull the strings of our little Jello Alliance to dominate the game. And if they ever get an opportunity to counter us with an idol, I will make sure it's Yul! OHOHOHOHO!"

NO RIYA YOU NEED EVERYONE EVEN IF YUL SUCKS.

ALSO THAT'S A BRITISH EVIL LAUGH I DID, GODDAMMIT!!!!

I'm not very good with the Indian accent yet...

ANYWAY THERE'S OLIVER GETTING THROWN OUT OF A PLANE!

*Gets Grammarly Ad*

*Mouse Stops Working*

What the fuck?

Hello?

I WOULD LIKE TO SKIP THE AD PLEASE

IS-

IS MY MOUSE FUCKED AGAIN?!?!?!

I DON'T WANT TO WATCH THE ENTIRE AD! FUCK GRAMMARLY!!!

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH MY MOUSE?!?!

*Tech difficulties*

That took me awhile to fix.

My mouse has been acting up like that where it just stops working.

What a way to start the episode XD

Oh yeah we left off with this.

Is this lady associated with Yul?

Cause if yes, I don't like you.

"If I wake up tomorrow with those disgusting eyes, it'll be your ass!"

Good.

I hope you suffer.

"Your manager called me."

"Asking for a raise again?"

Ah, I see you are a factor in our generation's financial problems.

"I'm guessing you're not very bright, so let me explain this slowly."

XD

The way she said that.

"Yes, awen't you a wittle baby? You can't possibly figure this out."

"Audience favorability for you has been going down."

That implied Yul had any fans to begin with.

Which that idea alone kinda pisses me off cause who the hell is genuinely rooting for this guy?

You like Yul I don't like you. /j

"All that work he put into you and Grett..."

Ah so it WAS for money!

I HAD A FEELING YOU WERE STILL A BITCH.

He doesn't love her. He just wants to use her to make himself look better.

What a pig.

"How is this my fault? Have you seen Winnie The Pooh?"

Did-did you just compare MY GRETT TO FUCKING WINNIE THE POOH?!

"Do you know how hard it is to pretend you like that clingy piggy 24 hours a day?"

YOU'RE A PIG.

Let me see, what's the ugliest pig image I can find on Google??

Shit they're all cute... (Me raising an eyebrow at my own implication I find pigs cute)

Here we go.

THIS IS YOU, YUL.

I KNOW THE TRUTH.

I KNOW WHAT YOU REALLY ARE.

"You want to have a career after this, don't ya?"

Pigs have jobs? Since when?

"UGH! FUCK MY LIFE!"

"AWWWW DAMMIT! I HAVE TO BE A NICE PERSON? LIFE IS SO HARD!!!!"

Fuck you too.

How about we make a campaign?

This post gets approximately ten million notes, and I will invest my savings into developing the technology needed to jump through the screen, enter the world of Disventure Camp, and publicly execute Yul Kim.

Then I will livestream his funeral. Nobody is going to be devastated, in fact, they will fully support me. We will celebrate with a dinner that is the leftover pork from Yul's body. Because if you look deep into his soul, you will find a pig.

Will I be ten million in debt? Sure. Will I probably be trapped as a Disventure Camp character forever? Sure. (Like Digital Circus.) But it's a sacrifice I am willing to make.

(THIS IS A JOKE. I AM NOT ACTUALLY GOING TO DO THAT.)

"Wanna take a walk with me? I could use some girl time!"

Aww! Taking her in! I like that!

"You good to go fishing without me, Jake?"

Yeah Jake be the man of the camp. Especially since we got rid of all the other boys XD

Yeah maybe we shouldn't have eliminated all the strong men on the team FIRST?

Well not entirely. Ashley's pretty good in that department.

"Hey Jake, if you need someone else, I'm open."

Can Fiore fish? Is she strong enough to do that?

"I guess you'd make decent bait for the smaller fish."

WHAT?!

YOU WANT TO GET HER EATEN BY FISH?!

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!

If Hunter was still here, he'd be like "Great idea Jake! Alright Fiore, let's get you attached to the hook!"

"As much as I don't trust Fiore... if Hunter got to the merge with Ally and Tess, they could've taken over this game."

I was told that there was a lot of backlash for he Hunter blindside when this episode came out. So the writers had to explain it.

Is THIS supposed to be that explanation?

I mean, they're not WRONG here, but I think they explained it fine in Episode 5.

Fiore is a complete outcast, but if you get rid of her now, you're forcing yourself in a tie with a couple and you can't guarantee your own safety with that.

That makes sense to me.

"Let me guess, missing Hunter?"

"You know, shockingly... no."

I'm sorry, what?

THAT'S YOUR BOYFRIEND. WHY ARE YOU FINE WITH HIM BEING OUT OF YOUR SIGHT?!

"I wish I got to talk it out with him."

You wish you could patch things up, but you DON'T want him here...?

...okay???

"Honestly, I don't think we could've worked things out while we were still in the game."

I mean, yeah, okay. I get that.

It's a toxic environment.

But it sounded like you weren't working anything out at home either, so screw me for not getting it I guess. I'm a bitch.

"I know I'm next to go."

What makes you think that?

FIORE IS STILL HERE.

Like, of course that's not what's gonna happen!

"Remember Ally, it's not over till the rooster crows!"

Ooh okay!

I like Ashley befriending both her teammates! I like this!

Oh my god...

What the fuck did we just cut to?

HEY. DON'T BUG A WOMAN WHEN SHE'S SHOWERING.

"For my next showing, I will steal all the hot water as revenge for you spying on me while I'm naked in the shower!"

NO RIYA THEY CAN GET SICK FROM THAT!

"If Tipiskaw is suddenly in a drought this year, we know what caused it."

I get that's sarcasm, but dude, you're in the woods. There's lakes. There's rivers. You live on a beach.

"I won us this shower, so I can take as long as I want!"

As she should.

"There better still be hot water in there."

"Duh! I was just in there! Of course it's hot."

XD

QUEEN. 👑

Also was that supposed to be a flirt?

"I want to apologize for how I spoke to you in the previous challenge."

Yeah, well, we know for context you don't mean shit.

WAIT HOLD ON.

IS HE WEARING EARPLUGS?!?!

Oh my fucking god.

Being nice is so damaging to him that he physically cannot stand hearing such language. He has to plug his ears whenever he is nice because he will go deaf if he hears it.

...the lore man, I tell you. The things you learn about a character.

Let me just uh... take a plug off and...

"HEY YUL! I LOVE YOU!! I THINK YOU ARE THE BEST CHARACTER EVER!!! YOU ARE SO KIND AND SWEET AND CONSIDERATE AND THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU WHATSOEVER!!! CAN I GIVE YOU A HUG?"

Let's see what that does to him.

"As an ally to women everywhere,"

*snicker*

Hey, I'm a woman. Watch it.

"You really did hurt me, you know."

"I know, angel. I wish I could take it back."

Break up with him Grett.

Just break up with him.

I CAN GIVE YOU SO MUCH MORE THAN HE CAN!

"I can deal with some stupid, faceless fans online calling me fat, but you're my boyfriend!"

Well she and Allyson should interact then.

"You're supposed to support me, and all you want is for me to change... just like everyone else."

Awww 😢

Honey, no....

Oh.

Oh no it's an ear BUD. Whoops.

Well now I feel stupid.

And here I thought we were giving Yul some depth.

"Do you really mean that? You've never said anything this sweet before."

Yeah she's suspicious. She isn't stupid.

"You are so strong and brave, and you shouldn't change for anyone but yourself."

Took the words right out of my mouth.

How dare you.

"Between you and I, I... never really thought of myself in that way."

Awwwww.

You deserve so much better.

That also makes sense too given her past...

"Now kiss her."

"Now kiss her."

😆

*covers mouth*

NO.

NO.

FUCK NO.

NOOOOO!!!!!

NO MY REP IS RUINED!!! NOO!!!!

NOT A YUL JOKE ACTUALLY MAKING ME LAUGH!!!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

I hate this bitch with as much passion as the fire on his shirt.

"You seen Derek? He's been gone all morning."

"Oh. He went out to breakfast with Krystal."

"Just the two of them?"

"Yeah, they've been getting along recently."

Ooh?

Krystal X Derek...

Strangely, I think I actually ship that. That can work.

"Oh..."

"Why? Jealous?"

Oh?

Love triangle?

Trevor's also in love with Krystal?

Oh god not another love triangle...

*Proceeds to spiral into Total Drama-related PTSD*

Both Intern Boys are in love with the same girl. Who is their boss.

OH. GOD.

Aw, Gabby with the apple!

Is that the chicken? That looks like the exact same meat as the fish from a couple episodes ago.

"So Tom, how have things been on the police force?"

"Oh busy as hell, but I love it!"

Aw yay we get more context on this!

His life has turned around for the better!

"Plus, I get all the donuts a man could ask for!"

Hey, that's a bonus. Donuts are good.

"What a dream, huh? Making a living off doing what you love."

"Tell me about it."

Oh...

Yeah I hope that wasn't directed as an Ellie roast. Cause she deserves a lot of things, but not that.

"I gotta thank you again, Gabby. You're the reason I even got the job, after all."

I'm still calling BS on the fact that Tom became a cop but not Gabby. Even though Gabby arguably did more of the work than he did.

That is some serious misogyny in that police force, let me tell ya.

LET GABBY BE A COP!

"Write off my speeding tickets and we'll call it even."

Okay maybe it's not a good idea.

I'm a fake Gabby stan. I forgot she's a delinquent.

"Hey now! I promised my commissioner if I won, I'd donate half the prize to inner city schools in my community."

OH THAT'S PRECIOUS! OH MY GOSH?! ❤️

TOM IS A BETTER PERSON?!

I mean, you know, except for that ONE THING.

But you know, a healthier lifestyle can get you a healthier mindset and you can live more authentically.

Which seems like that's what Tom is doing. He's more open.

"That's... actually really generous of you."

"Oh, uh... thanks Ellie."

TOM AND ELLIE GETTING ALONG?

HOLD UP. NOT CLICKBAIT?!

"I love this happy family!"

You deserve the world, Gabby!!🤗

"It's the calm before the storm over here."

Okay, wow, mood killer!

Tess is like "Yeah this is nice, but everything leads to misery and pain. And this was before the murders happened."

"We're relaxed, but I know we're all secretly thinking who's going to blow this up and draw first blood."

Exactly.

"And then the murders began."

"Is Krystal having a stroke?"

I would laugh, but I had water in my mouth so that'd be bad.

"Hope you guys got your stories on the west side cause it's musical time!"

Uuuuuuuuuuhhhh...

...what?

WHAT THE HELL ARE MUSICALS?

(If anyone understood that reference, you say so when you're replying. I don't make the rules.)

"Each team has to write and perform a song on this stage!"

Oh this is gonna be hell to my ears, probably.

Can't be worse than Emilia Perez though (HOW THE FUCK DID THIS GET THIRTEEN OSCAR NOMIATIONS?!).

"It's gonna be a Hamil-TON of fun!"

I'm pretty sure Jake's last name is Hamilton, so...

"I feel very targeted."

"You know? I worked really hard on those puns. Oliver would laugh."

Oliver likes puns? That's kinda cute.

"Now for a quick demo! Hit it!"

OH NO.

🎵"Locks eyes with you as I try to be"🎵

Oh?

He's actually a good singer?!

I did not know this about Silly Billy.

I wouldn't know anyway, I haven't seen any of his content in years. And I've kinda just been dodging them because of potential Disventure Camp spoilers.

🎵"Wasn't looking for love now you're all I see"🎵

Is he trying to impress Krystal?

Oh my god we're actually doing this love triangle.

Oh god what are you doing?

You lost me.

You completely lost me. XD

"Jesus man! Karaoke mic's closed, Trevor. What's the matter with you?"

I mean that song was very suggestive. But the singing was fine.

Don't do him like that.

"You're testing my eardrums, and I'm about to *QUACK* myself."

😨

I AM NOT REPEATING THAT.

I AM NOT TYPING THAT FOR THIS REACTION.

NO. I AM CENSORING THAT.

Now I'm questioning how this episode got past YouTube guidelines.

Intermission already?! We're only ten minutes in!

And why is it in spanish?

Pretty sure I'm watching the English Version.

This is gonna be a LONG reaction.

"Is anyone here musically gifted?"

Say no more.

"For my next showing, I will dominate the stage with my musical gift! All lights will be on me as I mesmerize the stage! And the rest of you can be techies."

NO RIYA THIS IS A TEAM EFFORT. YOU CAN'T BE THE STAR.

"Um, your boyfriend's literally a K-Pop Star."

You don't count.

"Yul can lead us!"

"Lead this sad lot?"

Yeah, welp, I don't know why we invited him to be a Jello.

He is kind of a detriment to our success.

"I dabbled in poetry writing. Guess this isn't too different."

Ooh, okay.

This team is actually gonna have this in the bag.

"As the only experienced actor who's been on professional movie sets, I'll be our wardrobe and set designer."

Ooh okay! Not what I had in mind for her, but sure.

Ngl, I was expecting her to boss everyone around and make them do things her way. But she's actually working with these people.

"I have a secret talent in fashion. It'll come in handy for this next showing. I know how to make even the ugliest of things look good."

No, Riya, it's not really a secret.

"Uh, how does acting qualify you to handle equipment?"

You'd be surprised, actually.

OKAY. CHILL.

Her face though XD

I mean look at it this way, who else is going to have any exposure to this to understand it?

Better her than nothing.

"I refuse to sing!"

Welp, Pink Team loses.

"This wasn't in our contracts!"

Tell that to the Total Drama cast when they were filming World Tour.

"Jake, Ally, do you think you guys can lead?"

Ooh, okay.

Jake and Allyson bonding time.

"Those shower solos hopefully amounted to something."

Yeah that's what they all say.

"My grandpa always told me I had the vocals!"

Yes!

I can't wait for this, actually.

I wanted these two characters to interact since the beginning. Especially since they have similar backstories regarding their grandparents.

"Do you sing Aiden?"

"I was a big musical theater kid in high school!"

Oh, really?

Oh I LOVE that for him!

Aiden is a musical theater kid?

I'm loving you so much more now.

Not that I ever disliked him in the past.

"How come I never knew this about you?"

I mean he never mentioned this before, and you weren't on the same team. So...

"Are you still pursuing acting?"

"Before the show, I was. But after, I had a hard time getting auditions."

Yeah... it's hard.

Especially for a trans actor. It's very difficult.

"Can I write the song? Please please please? I have such pain and anguish in my soul to express through the music..."

OKAY.

...that's also me when I'm writing.

We have something in common. XD

"Delirious?"

What's that?

*looks it up*

Oh okay.

Oh this is so cute. I love that they're talking and getting along.

"I just keep thinking about Tom while writing the lyrics."

Oh?

What song are they writing?

Are they writing a Taylor Swift song?

"Isn't that... weird?"

"Not at all. I feel like these words I've written reflect Hunter a lot."

Oh my god, they are writing a Taylor Swift song.

"We're a bunch of hopeless lovesick romantics aren't we?"

Yeah, pretty much.

What is this pose he's doing?

Okay Drama King.

"You think Riya was mad at me?"

No shit.

"She's gotten so much worse since we separated..."

Considering she's hanging out with THESE JELLOS.

I'm not surprised.

Be careful who you're friends with.

"Maybe we can write a song about her, and I can sing it and show her how I feel."

How about no?

Dude. This is a team effort.

"Remember how you both agreed to stay apart?"

Yeah. She made that very clear.

"I just... can't stop thinking about her."

This is not a good episode for me to be watching.

I'm going through those things right now too, actually.

I should not be watching this.

"Just relax. The initial split-up hurts, but... you'll grow numb to it over time."

Why is Alec such a good friend?

Like, seriously, why are Alec and Connor genuinely good friends with good chemistry?

This is not something I expected.

"Your wife and Riya aren't the same person."

"Ex-wife."

Yeah, be careful with your words.

"She's chosen her path. It's time you choose yours."

GOOD LESSON.

"You an Alt Rock fan?"

Ooh.

Alec into ALT ROCK?! WHAT?!

Why does that so strangely work?

"It's a love song!"

Ooh!

"Us lovely ladies even choreographed it!"

As a lesbian: LESBIAN W.

"We wanted to have two couples synchronized on stage."

Oh, two? I thought it'd just be Gabby and Ellie.

So Aiden and Tess, then, if that works at all? It's acting, so...

So then...

*processes*

Oh shit.

"Gabby and Ellie will be one couple, and you two will form the other."

Oh shit.

I forgot EVERYONE on this team is queer XD

"And at the end, both couples share a long, passionate kiss to finish the song!"

OH GOD FUCKING DAMMIT XD.

OH NO XD.

OH THIS IS GONNA BE SO BAD XD.

"Awwww.... wait what?!"

My exact reaction.

"I don't know if I can do that, I... I have a boyfriend!"

"Uh, yeah, and I have... uh... you heard Aiden! Man's got a man!"

*eyebrow raise*

I was kinda worried Tom was gonna say he had a boyfriend too for a second.

Oh that'd be heartbreaking if that was what was going on.

"After LAST TIME, I really don't want to lose this boyfriend, so I kinda don't want to drag him into reality TV, you know? Especially towards my ex who is also here..."

"It's not cheating if you have shoes on."

Blame the script.

"Uh... I haven't gotten a chance to talk to Jake yet. This kiss could complicate things even more with Jake."

Yeah. For sure.

Why don't you go to their camp and clear things up right now?

"I suggested the idea of the kiss but the reasoning we just made up. This might be evil, but I can't pass up the opportunity to see Jake lose his mind again."

WHAT THE FUCK ELLIE?!

I didn't think she would just straight up ADMIT THAT!

She actively wants to cuck Jake. This is not clickbait.

She just wants him to suffer.

"And we will eat his remains for dinner afterwards."

"Hey, with no TV out here, it's the next best thing."

Oh so she just admitted she does all the public humiliation, sabotage, and death threats ON PURPOSE.

I am SERIOUSLY CONCERNED for Jake's mental health.

LEAVE HIM ALONE, ELLIE!!

"I don't like her. She reminds me of my sister."

You have sisters? I'm concerned.

I don't think anyone buys that ventriloquist act anymore. Everyone knows the doll is a demon.

Oh my god XD

THE ANIMALS ARE THE AUDIENCE XD

Half of them look like they want their money back.

"You have to teach me your ways, Krystal!"

"Maybe if you behave, I'll think about it."

Oh yes mommy...

I'm sorry.

OOOOHH

OH THIS IS SO CUTE!!

OH MY GOD! AND TESS WITH THE GUITAR? AWWWW!!!

🎵"Sometimes life goes easy-"🎵

Oh wow they're actually good singers!

Aiden was not lying, he's standing out already.

Tess is just vibing.

🎵"Sometimes minds go crazy-"🎵

Oh... ugh...

They can't all be good.

Are the GIRLS the lower music pitch? That's interesting.

🎵"Piggy piggy back won't you take me piggy back?" 🎵

*swaying along and vibing it*

*vibe has been killed*

Oh...

🎵"Cause all I want is you"🎵

🎵"All I want is you"🎵

Okay that was a lot better.

Awwww ❤️

They're really cute together.

Can this just be the Gabellie song?

*Vibing again*

So cute... 😄

🎵"Piggy piggy back won't you piggy me back won't you"🎵

Awwwwww 😊

*raises hands to clap*

*puts hands down*

...

... ... ...

... ... ...

Can we appreciate Gabby and Ellie in the background?

That's sweet. That's so wholesome. That is so cute. What a cute song.

What a cute couple.

Look at them front and center and shining in how cute they are.

Anyway that's the end of the episode, I hope you guys enjoyed this reaction! I'll be back never!😄🤪

WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK?!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Also what is Ashley wearing? That is ugly.

BUT MOSTLY NOOOOOO!!!

NOT JAKE GETTING CUCKED!

NOT JAKE GETTING CUCKED!!!!😭

This man has been permanently scarred. Ever since the piggyback accident, he has not been the same.

This guy's about go FUCKING LIVID.

"I felt weird about kissing Tom... but I know James will be chill."

Yeah I imagine he would be.

"Anyone could tell it was just for the challenge."

Cut to Jake,

"THAT SON OF BITCH IM GONNA FUCKING MURDER HIM!!!! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU ALL!!!!"

No they actually do cut to him! NO! XD

His outfit looks SO GOOD THOUGH, but I can't admire it right now.

"Did you see that?"

"Don't count your chickens before they hatch, Jake."

"UM, THE CHICKEN METAPHOR IS SALT TO THE WOUND! I JUST GOT CUCKED ON NATIONAL TV!!!!"

"All I've been doing is trying to talk later to him. He doesn't want to talk! He just keeps avoiding me but OH he's cool with kissing Aiden in front of me?!"

Yeah that's shitty of Tom.

Why the fuck are you not talking to him?!

How hard is it to say, "Hey Jake, I moved on. I don't want you in my life anymore. I have a new relationship now. No it's not with Aiden. Thank you. Best of luck to you. Goodbye."

Especially if you want nothing to do with him.

THAT'S NOT HARD!

"I know this is a bad time, but use this anger in our song."

Especially if it's a Taylor Swift song.

🎵"WE ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER"🎵

🎵"WE ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER"🎵

🎵"YOU GO TALK TO YOUR FRIENDS TALK TO MY FRIENDS TALK TO ME"🎵

🎵"BUT WE ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER"🎵

That song is actually kinda perfect for this.

Ooh, the plucking.

XD

The guy and the puppet XD

Surprised they allowed this.

OOH SHE LOOKS SO GOOD!!!!

🎵"So let me tell you all the things I really hate about you"🎵

Oh god XD

This is a SLANDER SONG.

🎵"You call me when you need me then you drop me like yesterday's news"🎵

Okay Jake's VA is autotuned.

They probably all are, but that was so obviously autotuned XD

Allyson is GOOD though.

🎵"You got me so delirious but I just can't seem to get enough"🎵

YUUUSSS!!!

COOK EM!!!

COOK EM!!!!

🎵"My friends said I should give you up, but nothing's simple when it comes to us"🎵

Aww :(

That was just PERSONAL.

🎵"Cause you're born to drive me crazy"🎵

YEEEEEEESSS!!!!👏

GO OFF!!! GO OFFF!!!!!👏

😆👏

OKAY THAT WAS SO GOOD! HOLY SHIT?!

I thought this music was gonna be shit, but that's FIRE! 🔥

I also love how in context that was literally just Allyson and Jake VENTING.

"OUR BOYFRIENDS ARE ASSHOLES! HERE'S THEIR SONG!"

"Is it just me, or was Jake shooting daggers while he was singing?"

Yes. Yes he was.

"I'M AFTER YOUR CAMP ONCE THIS IS OVER!!"

Like no shit, you guys just cucked him in front of everyone. ON NATIONAL TV as well.

"You think he was looking at me?"

Oh...

Is this gonna make Tom want to talk?

"I think I screwed up..."

GIRL, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT OUTFIT?!

NO RIYA! YOU HAVE GREAT FASHION SENSE, WHY WOULD YOU RUIN IT!?! THAT'S SO UGLY!

"This is quite a lot of lights."

"We are going to SHINE! Trust me!"

"I don't want the light to catch my bad side."

Girl, that implies there's a bad side to you.

"You people are impossible to please."

She's just been putting up with demands all day.

"A little to the left-"

"No, up more."

"Put another light here. It casts a shadow."

"Now to the right-"

"OH MY GOD STOP IT! FOR MY NEXT SHOWING EVERYONE WILL GET COOKED WITH LIGHTS!"

NO RIYA THEY'LL GO BLIND!

🎵"Hear the engine roar and I'm out of the door live the high life I've been waiting for" 🎵

I'M GLAD I HAVE SUBTITLES ON CAUSE I CAN'T UNDERSTAND A WORD SHE'S SAYING.

🎵"Got no home and got no name changing my view again and again"🎵

Okay Alec is good!

And that mohawk is kinda fire!

Why are there so many oohs in this one? I'm getting MLP flashbacks.

MLP but rock.

🎵"Living the moment till I die" 🎵

OKAY CONNOR WITH THE LOW NOTE

Oh my god...

YUL DOES NOT DESERVE TO BE PAIRED UP WITH BEST GIRL, BUT HERE WE ARE!

ALSO YUL IS SPEAK SINGING. GET HIM OUTTA HERE!

Oh shit it's gonna fail.

🎵"Fire in my veins I fight to gain breaking the rules just to keep me sane"🎵

Go off while you can though queen!

YUL IS SPEAK SINGING.

I hope the light crashes on Yul.

AIN'T NO WAY!

AIN'T NO WAY I PREDICTED THAT WOULD HAPPEN!

"I did that on purpose. That was the climax of this showing I had planned all along!"

NO RIYA YOUR TEAM IS GONNA LOSE NOW!

"Yeah, I don't think we need to vote for a losing team."

OH THEY'RE PISSED.

Rightfully though.

"Yellow Team, you got one hour to figure out who you're sending home."

Oh shit...

It's gonna be Riya, isn't it? Dammit...

"They will have to help Trevor clean up this mess!"

What about Derek?

"Me? Why just me? What about Derek?"

Yeah exactly.

"Okay, okay, maybe I overestimated my abilities a little..."

Oh wow! She ADMITS her faults.

Yeah, girl, you are NOT invincible.

Your alliance will remember this.

That is if you don't go home here.

"...but I'm not worried. I have the villain alliance with Alec, Grett, and Yul."

I guess? But you also cost the challenge.

Idk, if we're talking Total Drama, she's gone. Cost your team the win and you're GONE.

THE HAIR FLIP THOUGH?! SLAY?!

"Time to make that old man pay for voting for me!"

Oh shit.

Damn. You know what the sad part is? I was actually starting to like Connor a bit more this season.

I guess he really is just a tool for Riya's development, huh?

In both seasons.

"We can't lose anymore after this! It's just us four alliance members at that point!"

Interesting how she isn't joining in on the Connor slander and choosing to speak facts instead.

Very interesting character choice there.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to put some ice on my foot because someone was a professional actress!"

"Let me know if you want another one. I'll be here all game."

"You seriously want to vote off Connor?"

"Honestly, I'd rather it be Yul."

ME TOO.

Also, very interesting that she admits that.

"I don't want to, but it has to be done."

"I trust Connor, but is it worth breaking the villains alliance just to save him?"

Exactly.

"We're taking out Yul. He's been a pain in the ass since day one."

I wish she wasn't lying.

"It would be fun to see him have to clean up the debris from the stage."

"For the next showing maybe we can sabotage that too and drop another light on his foot."

NO RIYA YOU'LL GET IN EVEN MORE TROUBLE!

"The question is, would she be willing to sacrifice them to save me?"

No.

The answer is gonna be no.

This is painfully obvious, right? We already know it's unaminous.

Yeah, exactly.

'CONNOR'

Yul, then everything else is Connor.

'YUL'

'CONNOR'

Yeah.

They don't even need to read the last vote.

"Can't say I'm shocked."

No one is.

"Awww, is the old man gonna cry?!"

Shut up.

"Come on. I'll walk you out."

Aw, that's actually kinda nice of her.

"No thanks. I'm good."

Oh. Okay, he's mad.

"Oh come on. Are you going to be bitter?"

"I came clean about my intentions to you."

"It's just game! Even if we're no longer together, we can still be friends."

Aw, she still wants him around.

"You know what Riya? How about you take your little pity speech and cram it?"

"You're making a scene. We can talk about this later when you calm down."

"I don't think you're quite hearing me. We're done talking. I can't believe I ever saw something in you!"

💔

Deserved.

Still hurts.

"Have fun with this path you've chosen I guess."

OOOOOOFFFF.

That is gonna sting the rest of her stay here.

"This was the best thing for Connor. He can't be around Riya."

So true.

"Today, I lost a genuine friend..."

Yeah. I liked their friendship.

Damn.

I will say this, AS A RIYA STAN.

SHE TOTALLY DESERVED THAT CALL OUT.

I'm not gonna defend her one bit. She's a bad person. She's a toxic person. She treated Connor pretty poorly.

DESERVED. GOOD FOR CONNOR FOR STANDING UP FOR HIMSELF AT THE END.

Riya's only friends now are the Jello alliance, and it's just that. An alliance. When she gets eliminated, they're gonna not care about her anymore. That'll be it. She'd have lost everything.

I do think she's gonna last till merge though, cause she and Alec are the two most relevant players in this alliance.

They really did just bring Connor back for Riya's development, huh? No other reason at all.

You bring this man back but not Rosa? Really?

And honestly, I think the Jello Team would have lost the challenge even if they didn't set the stage on fire. That was... that wasn't a very good song. I could barely hear their vocals over the instruments.

The other two were really good though! I'm shocked! I didn't think I was gonna like this challenge at all. I was pleasantly surprised.

You know, except for Jake getting cucked.

I really want to study Riya's character after this season. (And Jake) Because I'm finding some of the dialogue and choices with her very interesting. Especially considering what we know about her.

Again, I'm probably gonna have to cut back a bit from my speed. This episode reaction took FIVE HOURS to make. I am going to be sleeping all day tomorrow.

But hey, at least Yul got to suffer. That's always a win.

[dejavalentine]

should this be how i introduce my @infamous-if mc no am i gonna do it anyway yeah. so hyped for the update!! can't wait to be tortured by my own voluntary choices!!!

Innes Von Yang— ‘Ivy’ or ‘IV’

she/they (nonbinary)

Vampire aesthetic. She also has a lollipop gimmick, as in, she'll go out on stage with one. She's starting bringing unopened ones onto stage to throw into the crowd since it became a thing, but it actually started because she ran onto stage one time with one and some fans thought it looked cool so she kept doing it.

Appearance wise, she has choppy dyed hair with white red and black in the mix. East asian girl with beige skin, but she does full face makeup on stage based around goth and vkei. Might do an outfit collage another time…

Goes by Ivy because it’s her initials (her parents thought von was a middle name and didn’t realize it’s meant to be part of the last name)

Her stage name though is IV, as in the hospital equipment, but cause it’s also the roman numerals for four, her lucky number. She started using it to match with Seven, and he has this as his tattoo because it’s always been ‘her number’ even before it was her stage name. She still has her tattoo as well, and doesn't bother to conceal it.

"Sev!" and "Ive!"

Similarly to how Seven doesn't like Duckstein, Ivy hates her first name and any variations of it, treating Ivy as her name. "Don't call me Nezzie!!" (unless it was high school and you were Seven getting back at them for calling you 'Ducky')

Needs glasses but wears contacts! They worked hard on that eye makeup goddammit!! They just wore glasses back in high school though.

Has a Soundcloud they’ve been using since middle school. They started posting solo songs there which are usually indie pop or some other experimental sound different from the band.

She used to play the violin, but stopped when she got older and focused more on being a vocalist and dance. Ironically? Not that good with plants.

Girl the first meeting between them and August was so funny. “August, meet IV, the one I was telling you about." “You can just call me Ivy. It's nice to meet you." “Isn’t that the same thing…?” “Nah. Ivy— I-V-Y is based off my initials. IV— I and V, is the Roman numeral four.” “…For?” “Yeah, four!” “No for what?” “What do you mean, four what? Four just…means four.”

Deadly arachnophobia. She screamed her fucking lungs out on the bus when they thought they saw one and climbed onto Rowan while shrieking at him to kill it (it was some thread).

They became way more bitter and cynical over time, but out of spite (towards their parents, the world, Seven—) remain stubbornly ambitious and laugh in the face of whatever tries to take her down. It’s just easier and less embarrassing to be volatile than wistful or a doormat. It's for the sake of pride, really.

Closeted Soft Violence fan. You will have to threaten to kill her (or catch her deeply off guard) before she even thinks of admitting this.

She projects anger and spite in front of Seven because she can't help herself. When it comes to being vulnerable, she would always stamp it down or try to cover it up. Inwardly, she’s just really sad and wanting for what’s not really there anymore and never will be. You’re in his dms I’m disgusted by the enormity of my desire!!! We are NOT the same!!!

This is similar to how she acts around her parents. She still really wants to have a relationship with them but feels she's the one who has consistently had to try to have that, which makes her bitter and embarrassed as an adult. They make her feel like a meek little kid again and this time she doesn't even have Seven to fall back on when that happens-- which makes the feeling worse. AUGHH!!!

She’s really only chasing fame because that has to be what makes all of this hurt and effort worth it. Otherwise, genuinely, what was it all for? To share their music? Don't fuck with them like that. It stopped being about 'their' music when Seven left. They're a damn good band, Ivy loves her friends, and she has fun-- but it's just not the same goal without him around anymore.

Used to hate confrontation, but now dives into drama for the hell of it (even if she won’t start it herself necessarily). Generally hates being underestimated or pitied, and doesn’t like getting help because they’re not a ‘charity case.’ Has become kind of trashy and plays comic relief with Rowan alot. Speaking of him...

Her ship name with Rowan was originally ‘IRow’ (Ivy’s a shameless atla fan) but was quickly overtaken by ‘Bloody Hart.’ They’re not into each other but they did kiss while drunk once (which for them kinda solidified the fact they aren't into each other). Fans also coined ‘Snivy’ for her and Seven, though the two never dated.

Is rooting for Piercehart. She has the edits that have started rolling in saved on her camera roll already. They've also been victims of the shipping culture though #AutumnIvy (a typo that just...stuck? August isn't even a fall month!)

Started believing in the idea of fate after Seven left the band. If it brought them together once it can do it again (she refuses to think about it or accept this being the real reason why yet and just chalks it up as her committing to the bit.)

Worst Demeanor: Tweeted ‘Taylor Swift is mid’ then put their phone on dnd for the next two days. She still has it pinned to her profile.

Pinch Me— cause I must be dreaming!

Genre: Alternative Rock, dipping occasionally into Pop Rock

Fandom: Idealists

First album: Burn the Candle

Hit song: At Both Ends

GC: pretenders

xoxo to anyone who got this far have these two drabbles. first one was inspired by the very normal line of thought ‘man what if mc died before they could make up with seven’ (+haha they swapped how they feel about fate) and the second from the fact that sev canonically thought abt mc during their dates like DUDE !!!

[immoralimmortals]

A Song With Ten Names

Chapter 47: Um, It's Kind of a Lot (2)

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Love raw and unfiltered can kill you. Kisame is all too aware. He needs to go back. He needs to fix this before she gets hurt.

Author's Note:

The song again is Um, It's Kind of a Lot by Will Wood.

Content warning for this chapter: discussion of rough sex fantasies veering into sexual assault, though it should be noted it does not actually happen.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Oh, I'm afraid that you'll change your mind

I'm afraid there's somebody better

I'm afraid of four-letter words, like "love", "for", and "ever"

(Or whatever)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Do you really think that it’d turn out that easily? A love story? A fairy tale? A dream come true?

It isn’t “love” that he makes to her that night. Kisame holds the woman down underneath him, iron grip pinning her by the forearms, raised above her head. Her skin is red, bruised, bleeding, the shape of his jaws branded all over her helpless, naked body. She writhes, she shouts, but her legs stay open; he’s too powerful to refuse. In, and in, and in, so mercilessly, with no regard for the little thing she is, until the blood of her virginity splays underneath where he violated her, staining the pure white bedsheets bright red. A massive paw of this beast moves to grip her throat, encasing it so very easily. She should have never trusted him, not even a bit. Horror consumes her expression. All she can do is watch.

And just then, in the corner of his eye, the beast sees that Itachi is watching, too.

A sharp inhale...and Kisame wakes up. He's jolted straight up from bed and gasps for air, palms hovering over his own throat like he was the one being choked.

Oh...

Ohh no.

In a state of sobering panic, a man in love realizes he is in way over his head.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

And I'm afraid you'll notice all my flaws

I'm afraid you already have, obviously

And I'm afraid I'll come on too strong, hold you too tight, and scare you too

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“Let’s talk, Takara-hime.”

It feels so wrong, after a fantasy like that, to take her to his bedroom...but it’s the only place they have that is truly private. Maybe that’s a mistake; maybe this needs to be in front of somebody else, for the safety of an innocent, weak woman.

It’s too late by the time he’s led her to his door, turning the knob and letting her in.

He doesn’t quite feel within his body as he watches her walk inside, look about the room where he just envisioned himself unleashing upon her. A smile on her face...a spin in her embroidered skirt as she holds her arms slightly up to take a good, long look at this room, almost imitating a dancer in a music box. She’s been here before, but there’s a real skill in being able to see things anew, search for the novel and wonderful in ordinary things.

Novel, Kisame may be, but he is neither wonderful nor ordinary.

“You should have a seat,” he suggests, lest she get too playful and the whole conversation go awry.

“Oh. Okay.”

And she does, plopping right on the edge of his bed with a big, goofy grin on her face and a kick in her legs. Oh, goddammit...this is going to be so hard. She still sees him in the glow of the honeymoon phase, all sunshine and rainbows and like the most he’ll ever want to do to her is bestow chaste, worshiping kisses. He can’t savor this moment, not when it’s about to break forever by his own hand. He finds the chair in the corner of his room and carries it over, propping it just across the lady he’s confessed his love to. With a sigh, the shark sits down.

“I...went too fast.”

…

Her smile wanes, and her brow curls; the woman remains quiet, giving him space to talk so she may understand.

“I... Shit, princess,” he swears. It’s unbearable how her fingers tangle on top of her lap, how close he and she are right now that he could so easily use one hand to grab her by the jaw and another to force her onto him. It becomes too much.

He watches her own hand raise up, approaching him—

And once again today, a man frightened of himself bolts straight up, hand to his forehead. The distance made is not enough; heart racing, Kisame paces to the corner, hunched over and trying to catch his breath. Fuck. Fuck!

“Sorry,” he apologizes for inexplicable actions. But a proper explanation can’t escape his rupturing chest. “Give me a moment. Sorry—” he exhales.

From where she sits, she watches him, retracting her grasp to instead hold a fist to her heart and frown. “Kisame?” she asks, but nothing happens. The woman exhales through her nose and decides to recenter, prepare herself for whenever he’s ready to come back.

She closes her eyes as she breathes in.

…

And upon opening when she breathes out, suddenly an object in the room is more apparent than before. Naive eyes blink at the thick, bandaged stick. Kisame can sense it immediately.

“TAKARA-HIME, NO!”

But immediately is still too late. A palm is pressed against Samehada out of stupid, trusting curiosity. He’s making his nightmare come true, bringing her so close to the sword. Spikes will emerge, and penetration will cause blood.

…

Except it doesn’t.

“I—oh.” The palm pulls back, and unbelievably...hell, SOMEHOW...she’s just fine. Not even a scratch. Kisame ogles in disbelief, heart racing in his rib cage. The woman draws smaller into herself, shoulders closer to her head and hands hiding into her chest, and she looks to him with terrible guilt. Whatever made him shout like that...he must be upset; the performer is quick to apologize. “I’m sorry. I—”

But he doesn’t answer, mouth gaping disbelief. She is standing right next to Samehada, the consumer of life, the war machine that uses viscera like oil...and she’s fine. She’s just fine...!

Experimentally, Kisame walks up, takes her by the wrist, and presses her palm back onto the weathered bandages that encase his sword.

…

…

A rumble, and the performer gasps— would have pulled away if Kisame wasn’t holding her there. “It...it’s moving…!”

Indeed it is. But more specifically, this is a vibration Kisame refers to as...its purring. That only happens when Samehada is feasting or being scratched.

“...Well, would you look at that…!” he murmurs, still breathless from dashing across the room to save her life. “Samehada...likes you.”

“It...does?”

A bitter chuckle, and he guides her to pet it— gentle, controlled, ready to take her away if needed after all. “Princess, you’d know if it didn’t like you.” She hums, and stars fill her eyes. Maybe it’s all a metaphor for something. If...because the performer is from a world with no chakra, and his sword has nothing to hurt her over— even enjoys her company instead—...maybe… Just maybe...Kisame is the same way. He isn’t so naive...but the idea gives him a sliver of foolish hope.

He waits until she’s had her fill of the object both alive and not before he guides her to sit back down, following suit right after. Lady on the bed, man in the chair, just as they started. A deep, lingering exhale. He’s not getting out of this one easily.

“Takara-hime…” he begins again, leaning forward to rest a palm on his knee, get his head more level with her eyes, lest he look down upon her. “Truth is...important to me. It’s something people don’t give up easily. You know?” She nods, but he’s pretty sure she doesn’t quite get what he means, not in the visceral, excruciating way shinobi do from lived experience. “It’s precious. Like you are. To me.”

...Another exhale from his blue lips, and she can sense he’s reaching some place very, very hard to come out of. She waits.

“I...rushed things.” Months and months of yearning, brushing against one another at most, and yet he managed to rush things. “I need you to know...the truth about me. Before things escalate.”

“Escalate?” she repeats.

“Yeah. You know.”

...Faced with her silence, he can only hope she knows. Maybe Deidara was right to question if she’s ever been with someone before, credulous as she seems to be. But let’s not start there; there’s more serious subjects that’ll get the point across. “I’m not being wishy-washy when I tell you I’m a killer, princess. ...‘Murderer’ may be more apt.”

Kisame waits for her to absorb this fact before moving on to explain.

“I was on a mission...and I was instructed that if my squad were captured...I…”

He tries to take in how she looks at this moment, just before he changes everything forever.

“I kill them.”

Kisame doesn’t need to fill in the blank about what happened next; he can see it on her face, the dawning horror as her eyes go wide and her lips part in a terrible sort of awe. And mercilessly, he is not even done.

“And shortly thereafter...I found out my sensei...he was selling information. So...what was that all for? The secrecy...the protection...why? Why do men pretend to have morals and throw it all away...?" The missing-nin isn’t sure he’s gone into this sort of cathartic detail before, not with anyone besides Itachi. He holds his head in one set of fingers, beginning to feel exhausted from talking alone. “I wanted things to be different. I wanted...revolution.”

Tap...tap, painted nail brings her attention to the cross over his headband.

“I wanted to change this wretched world and get something...better.” And as his hand drops, so does his head; he can’t look her in the eyes anymore, not when he barely has it in him to keep talking. “But it isn’t so easy as that. I joined the Akatsuki with the promise that things can change, and maybe...just maybe...truth exists out there.”

Time to be a big boy, now. Take in a breath so long and deep he feels like he’s sucking in all the evil in the world and expelling it out like his lungs are a purifier. He can soak it in; he can take it, if it means there’s less around for others like her to deal with, how few there may be. A long press of his eyes shut...and they open to see her anew.

…

But she's the exact same person, not nearly as disappointed in him as he thought she would be. He tilts his head, frowning harder as it’s clear there’s empathy staring back at him. Maybe she’s just stupid.

“Don’t you get it, princess?” he pleads. “I shed blood. I do it with discretion, a choice I’m well aware of but with no hesitation. There may be a day where I...have to…—”

Empathy. Unwavering, agonizing empathy is all he gets. Finish the sentence, make her understand:

“Shed. Yours.”

…

…

“And,” she finally speaks, trying to unravel the story that is the swordsman of Kirigakure. “You’re worried about getting attached to me if it comes.”

Just like that the dam finally breaks, the lava bursting out of a volcano, the tidal wave of the sea slamming down to drown those who dare remain on the shore.

“DAMMIT, Takara-hime—! It isn’t JUST that!” Finally, finally, he bares his teeth at her, snarls and shows his rage, the bloodthirsty animal behind his ugly eyes. “I am GOING to kill you! It is inevitable! You’re too nice, and HELPLESS, and you are going to DIE!”

A man aware it’s all over holds his expression in place, letting her get a good, long look at what the truth really means. She does look; and she looks scared. And it justifies Kisame, the vitriol within him finally getting to sink in its teeth. But even so...as the seconds pass...he can’t keep it up, and his face softens into a sad, pathetic grimace, and he has to choke through his words.

“You...need to pick someone else. Someone that isn’t me. To protect you." From him. "I’m going to hurt you, and you’re not going to make it out...not as the same person you are now.”

…

…

“I,” she murmurs, and he can hear her heart breaking. “I thought...you liked me.”

It isn’t hard to bring Kisame to his knees for her, metaphorically speaking. That was his biggest mistake, entering this conversation as if he was more powerful than she is. If anything, she is the one in control...even when she doesn’t mean to be.

“I do. I do like you, Takara-hime.”

…

A gut-wrenching, disgusting silence as Kisame is left to stew in everything he’s said and face the consequences.

“Do you...really not want me?” she whispers.

“I want you, princess. I want you more than you can take.”

“Tell me how.”

“...You’ll hate me. You’ll be frightened of me.”

“But it’ll be the truth.”

…

“I dream about you. I dream about...loving you. And you cry. And you bleed. And I hurt you.” It only happened that way once...but once is enough. In the other dreams, he never got far enough to see the results of his actions, grabbing her and positioning, feeling his heat and hers ready to consummate but not quite yet started. But what else could such temptation lead to? His body is made for damaging and slaughter and nothing else. Certainly nothing as delicate as the lady needs, if one were so much as to ask to make love to her. But then there’s a very important question, one he hasn’t asked himself yet, and so the woman across him does it instead:

“Is that what you want?”

…

What does “want” mean? He wants to rip, bite, destroy. He sees himself doing it; he loves doing it. But...to her? Does he really desire to do it to her, in the real tangible world? Does he want to lay his hands around her neck right now, as she sits so vulnerable a mere grasp away? Does he want to make her receive him without attending to her safety, enjoyment? Does he want her to cry in his ear and be afraid of what he’s done, doing, and will do?

Does he want her to fear him?

…

“No.”

She doesn’t say anything. The performer lets Kisame sit with his thoughts and have to think for himself what to do.

…

“I,” Kisame stammers, left a puddle by her quiet. “Shit.” His defenses are crumbling. Even with everything on the table, she’s still looking at him with trust and adoration. How? How?! It isn’t right; she should know better. How can he make her know better?

There’s one thing left— one thing that is exemplary to the inhuman, selfish creature he is, the thing that wants to take and take and have:

“Takara...I don’t...love like everyone else. I...I lust. I lust and I want.”

“...Yeah?”

Dammit— “I know how it sounds— it sounds normal, but it’s not. Listen.” How does he put it, as terrible as it is? It’s such a big, terrible evil inside of him...and yet...he fails to find the words to describe it so. He’s left with only the minimum definition, something that makes it seem so little, a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

“I...want more...than just one person.”

…

“Yeah?”

He frowns. That’s it?! No questions, no surprise, no prodding? Shouldn’t that shock her?! Boggle her, disgust her if she DOES understand? “Takara-hime…!” he reiterates, grave as death.

But she is unflinching. In fact, she softens even more.

“Oh, Kisame…” she coos, and it’s like he’s as innocent as a child. “You’re like me.”

And all of a sudden, the swordman feels like he’s going to melt into the floor.

“Can I...hold your hand?”

He couldn’t say no to her if he tried. She takes it. She might as well take all of him. He can’t look at anything else but her face, the kindness...love...she radiates. What is happening…?!

“There’s a word for this...where I’m from,” she explains, and her thumb strokes his knuckles so soothingly. “It’s called...being polyamorous. Or…‘poly’ for short. It means that you can be romantically attracted to more than one person at once. Is...that how you feel?”

“...Yeah,” he says stupidly.

“Then you’re like me. I’m the same way.”

And she smiles at him. This isn’t right. It’s too saccharine, too good to be true.

“It— it isn’t just romantic,” he quickly adds, lest she get too comfortable. “I feel…—” The kiri-nin has to stop dancing around it, so she can finally understand, modesty be damned. “I want to have sex...with…—”

…

She is unchanged. Still smiling, still listening. This doesn’t bother her at all.

“I—”

A tilt of her head and she leans in a bit closer. He’s never felt something like this before; it doesn’t have a name and he doesn’t know what to do.

“That’s just fine,” she tells him, and it’s like a dream come true.

…

Since he’s frozen, and so much has just happened, the woman opts to finally— at least consciously— take control.

“There’s a lot of people just like you and me. My world, this one...plenty of us. People just...don’t want to talk about it. People are afraid of what they don’t understand. But...so long as the people involved try to communicate their wants and boundaries...why is that so bad? As long as everyone consents...who does it hurt? Kisame…”

She moves in closer.

“Can I hug you?”

…

And despite being so afraid before, of his body being close to hers, he says yes. She lifts out of her seat on the mattress and moves into him, and she fits like a puzzle piece with her arms wrapping around his sides.

“You can love...whoever you want. Me, someone else...even no one. A lot of things about you may be evil...but that thing isn’t.”

Tears well in his eyes so fast he can’t stop them from falling. Shaky hands press onto her back, barely even there, afraid to crush her with the might of this feeling unchaining from inside of him. She does all the hugging, and it’s like being held by an angel.

Nothing more is said this conversation, as the woman has wisdom to know he needs time, time to decide and feel what he really wants. As long as the embrace lasts, Kisame marvels— and will marvel the rest of the day— that the terrible thing in him is such an important part of her.

Love.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

But I never been afraid to wear my heart on my sleeve

At least to prove I'm weak, and if you cut me, I'll bleed

Oh, could you be the light my X-rays need?

All my life's a Duchovny role

Oh, Gillian, you won't believe this

Spit me out, you don't know where I've been

Hold me at claw's length, baby

I'm not used to fear of losing something I hold dear

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Kisame exhales. Since she’s gone, he hasn’t left his bedroom all day; no way he’s going out and looking people in the eye before he catches his tongue, lest the words slip up and he embarrasses himself or her. It’s getting darker outside, he notices as he’s stretched out on his back staring at the ceiling. His head turns right and sees the sun beginning to set. Kisame remembers something his partner said, another time the shark was contemplating his choices.

Itachi…

“No person is property,” the Uchiha assures, unbelievably. “I know we spoke before...about how no one could love the likes of us…"

"But if you feel it, perhaps you should try. Whatever you feel...it is fine. It’s fine so long as it is wanted.”

Itachi...did you know?

A pensive expression on Kisame’s face— pinching brow and frowning mouth— abruptly opens up to wide eyes and popped up eyebrows. In a flash, his face is purple, and he throws his hands over it with the might of every iota of his being flustered to hell and back and then to hell again.

“DAMMIT!”

Kisame has just realized that back at the hot spring...Hidan was telling the truth.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death

I'm not used to this, how did it happen, baby?

I love you so much it scares me half to death

The other half I guess I'm giving to you

Oh, baby

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

[notacatdown]

Comments to lgief rewatch ep. 4

@fairytaehl

I wrote my comments as a post so I can format it for easier readability, and the reblog was locked for your post.

"which is nuts because why the fuck are you a demon catcher? "

He's a demon hunter because this is what Mu Yao wants. The drama hand-waves away the hardship and pain that comes with being a demon hunter.

In the novel, its clear that he doesn't want Mu Yao to be in a profession where she gets hurt and might die, but this is what she wants to do, so he can only support her despite the physical cost. He is often badly injured and comes close to dying in order to save strangers because he doesn't want to disappoint Mu Yao. It's Miaomiao that says while she finds it admirable that Mu Yao and Liu Fuyi are altruistic saviors, it's fine that he doesn't want to sacrifice himself to save strangers. He's not wrong for feeling that way. That she also feels this way.

"i know hes in the wrong. i know it was his fault and he had bad intentions, and his words in response to her were also not very kind. but… placating her and telling her he doesn't like arguing with her, that sister knows best, just because he cant deal with hearing her say these hurtful things anymore, and he cant handle it if his sister has such a negative view of him, all while hes trying to smile. its genuinely hurting him internally, as we see in a moment. "if you think it was me, then it was me." it was basically you, and it makes me frustrated to see him so upset over his own doing. i feel bad but i dont. hes trying so hard not to cry, but goddammit, you had this coming you bastard."

I love how you phrase it! I thought their conversation was so, so good. That Mu Yao is being too harsh, but Mu Sheng did do something wrong, and they both know it. Their complicated, messy relationship is so interesting, and I wish we saw more of it.

"crushing the flower in front of her and smirking as he does so… sir. please have mercy. a silent "this is what i do to fresh, pretty flowers" a.k.a. Her."

"crossing your arms across your chest is a physical tell for defensiveness and closing off yourself to the conversation~"

Your observation skills are so good! You catch so many little details. I love all the body gestures and movements that Esther and Ding Yuxi do in the drama. I wonder how much was improvised vs part of the script.

"i wont lie, this whole bit about how she knows about the ledger and letting it slide confused me"

Agree, and I thought it was weird he doesn't ask her why she wants to burn the Mu's ancestral map. 

In the novel, it's because she read the original work and she has nightmares about it after she transmigrates (I don't think this is shown in the drama), so she knows what he's going to do. BUT, she doesn't directly confront him about it. Unlike in the drama, she's very cautious and tries her best to not reveal any information that Lin Yu wouldn't know in front of Mu Sheng.

"ok, i need to ask, anyone understand these heart lake things?"

My guess is they're supposed to visually reflect the change in his emotional state. For example, in ep 18's script.

"△ The lotus in Mu Sheng’s heart lake suddenly turned completely black, leaving only half of the petals still red.

Demonized Mu Sheng: (Chaotic electronic music) I want... to kill him."

"the one where she throws him off entirely by acting all obsessed had him pause as to why she was going to such lengths to lie, and what her goal was. yes, he wanted to get her out because he doesnt like her at all, but that was so nefarious-seeming that he just… walked away. also, it was weird."

On one hand, I thought that scene was hilarious. Its my favorite scene in the drama, and I'm entertained enough to not think too deeply about it. This scene doesn't exist in the novel, but there are ones where he reacts similar-ish if you want an explanation.

In the novel, she constantly seeks him out to increase his favorability % and shows concern and for one reason or another will end up hugging him, and this leads to him letting her off each time. It's easy to see that he's touch-starved and longs for affection. Once he likes her even just as a friend, he can easily be bribed to look the other way with hugs or agree to her requests.

On the other hand, I think it would make way more sense if the drama followed the novel's scene order and had them playing 5-in-a-row games all night early on, and we heard his thoughts so the audience knows why this marks a shift in how he views Miaomiao.

How this is the first time he's learning something that's not for Mu Yao's interests, how he's been pretending to be bad at Go (and his skills as a demon hunter) to get Mu Yao's attention, etc. Its easy to see that he and Mu Yao haven't outgrown their relationship dynamic from their childhood, which was fine then, but has become an unhealthy codependency as adults.

If that happened before Miaomiao's fake confession scene, his response to it would feel less weird.

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Some random thoughts after reading your post. We eventually find out that Mu Sheng has always known that the Resentful Woman is hiding inside Mu Yao, so what was his long-term plan? Instead of letting her know so they can work together to get rid of the Resentful Woman, he's deciding that he knows what's best for her. And, this isn't a problem that can go away if he hides it. The Resentful Woman will only grow stronger and be harder to defeat. So frustrating.

This is like Guo Xiu unilaterally making the decision to tamper with the villagers' memories. He's playing god, and there's no consequences to him other than his guilt. The script's narrative pushes the idea that this is for their own good and he makes up it up to them with his building talisman, but all he's really done is rob them of seven years. It's extra bad because the median lifespan for people in ancient times is low.

These villagers can't emotionally move on. In practical matters, this is an ancient world, and it would be harder for women if their husbands die and they don't remarry. The author set the novel to take place in a fantasy version of the Tang Dynasty, where it was fine for women to remarry. Had Guo Xiu been honest with them or just done nothing so they know people are disappearing, they could have chosen to move away from this dangerous place.

Maybe, some villagers would choose to throw their lives away to look for their loved ones, but that's their choice.

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Your recap and the timing of your screenshots for their expressions are so good, especially Mu Yao and Mu Sheng's conversations at the beginning of the episode!

[self-loathing-angel-of-thursday2]

Beautiful Spouse’s Thoughts S01x01 The Case Of Crystal Palace

“How is Netflix going to fuck this up?” “There’s only 8 episodes? Goddammit. How am I supposed to consume one year of time with this?” “What is this British thing? Are they trying to pull some Harry Potter shit or what?” “He’s really gotta a fist in that bag” “hello” “What’s with the fkn gas mask anyway?” It’s like WW1 dude

“That transition was fkn awesome” “ghosts huh?” “Oh yeah for sure” “That just fucked that lady’s whole year up” “So all ghosts can travel like that?” “That had to be fun to take” “Is he going to explode?” “So they’re kinda in the real world? Because ghost things? I guess so” “Please let it be Bille. Dammit” “So they all can travel through mirrors, but the characters we’ve met so far are from the same region” “What’s in her pocket?” idk dude

“What a fkn intro. It’s such a jokey intro for what seems to be a serious topic and go right back to the heavy drama” “Detective agency” “how do you advertise to ghosts?” “unhinged, eh?” “huh” “what the fuck are we watching?” “If nobody can see them fighting….” She’s the psychic lady

“Yeah that’s not going to draw attention immediately. I suppose regular people can’t see them normally” “American demon” “What are those called? A demon trap?” “are they going to smoke out?” “oh” “what the fuck” “that’s cool. I like it” “that was supposed to be funny?” “I’m going to have a really hard time with the sarcasm in this” “so she can see him? Is he visible to everyone else right now?” “I see…they do answer my questions” “she should walk around with a selfie stick. It would be a good masking trick” “they really messed with the audio a lot with this scene” “how many copies of Clue do you need?” “They can travel through mirrors! Why the fuck did they do this? I suppose the psychic lady can’t” “They really go hard on the bloom effects” “So they’re manifesting, and the other people can see them?” “Isn’t that the same thing?” “this is my kind of music” “what? I gotta watch that twice” “depends on the witch I guess” “is it the universe’s most powerful witch, Rowena?” “Mmm. Rowena doesn’t steal kids” “Is he going to pop his head through the fkn mirror or what?” “nice” “This show is pretty wild” “huh” “Is this some weird part of hell?” “selfie stick time” “I mean you gotta protect your own, right?” “We gotta go all the way back to 1916 to go to a 4:3 aspect ratio?” “You’re just another brick in the wall” “At this point, don’t bother with the mask” “I don’t quite understand the humor” It’s British

“I mean I like it, but it would be just as good without it” “you couldn’t just give him a fish and ask him the real way?” “There’s a surprising amount of VoiceOver in this” “The way they mix jokey topics with serious stuff is kinda weird” “so we’re deep-throating demons in this show too?” “you’d never leave the meat sign on at night. That light has got to take more power than the rest of the lights combined” “I want to talk to cats” “don’t bother waiting for her to explain” “really? Wtith the fkn jacket in the door and everything?” “It would be a Miata” “It’s not a car I would have expected” “what a fkn asshole” “so Crows can see ghosts then?” “uh sure let’s go with it” “were we supposed to laugh at the gulp?” “I’m still not sure on the humor” “except he’s already dead so what’s it matter?” “just throw a mirror down? Oh no she can’t” “this is how you fuck it all up” “that’s a lot of effort to not move the pots and pans around” “move your legs dude” “that was a neat trick” “I didn’t know the psychic lady could do tricks or whatever” “Where did she go?” “oh we’re all inside her mind now” laughter

“What the fuck dude” “just let them away that easy” “hit by a bus” “no bus” “oh shit” “it’s like the most wanted list or what? Ghosts they can’t find?” “that was pretty good”

[lavenderfloower]

FORGET THAT JSCHLATT WAS TECHNICALLY BEING MEAN WHEN HE WAS ANSWERING THOSE WOMENS QUESTIONS!!! I like that man 🤭 The way he was like "sweetie we use big girl words PORNSTAR! PORN! STAR!" It made me giggle i was having a rough night last night (i lost my glasses and then someone found them not even a minute into trying to find them) and i needed some jschlatt content i may be attracted to red flag men (i normally dont see the red flags still after) but goddammit i love a man like jschlatt the guy I currently like is a lot like him but hes also his own person like yes hes a gun obsessed silly man but hes also sweet and when we started talking and almost dated last year he was really sweet to me and he called me princess and gave me kisses and treated me really well 🤭 HOW TF DID I LOSE HIM I MISS HIM I WANT HIM BACK 😭 sorry abt that info back to the big man i love jschlatt people say im obsessed with him and are they right.... well yes am i a woman fan also yes but do i count cause im a weird ass person im very country i was raised in rural texas on ranches and did rodeos as sports i love duck dynasty and i love fishing but on the flip side my favorite game is genshin impact and i literally dress like a witch im cant define my personality clearly cause im just a bit of everything im weird BUT MAN OH MAN I love jschlatt 😋 his christmas album? To die for and i normally hate christmas music (and decor).

[megamindsupremacy]

A snippet of a story I found in my drafts about the red string of fate, aromanticism, and making your own destiny, goddammit.

The string goes taut.  You look up. A bus is sitting at the stop. The engine is already started- it’s about to pull away. And leaning against a window, staring pensively out, is a girl. She feels the string pull at the same time as you, and her head snaps up.  You make eye contact. In a split second, you can see it. The music swells. She shoots up and the bus screeches to a stop. She flies out of the bus into your arms, you kiss, and you two drive off into the sunset in your charmingly old car to stare into each others eyes and be in love until death do you part forever and ever.  You can see it in her eyes. She wants it so badly she can taste it. It’s just like in the movies. You break eye contact, scramble into your car, and drive.  In your rear view mirror, the bus screeches to a stop. She flies out of the bus and embraces nothing but the sight of an empty parking lot. 

[walmartairy]

Four, three, two, fuck you

Listen up y'all, this shit is ironic

Strider's beats are best suited to trolls hooked on phonics!

Karkalicious definition makes terezi loco

She wants to know the secrets that she can't taste in my photo

Dyin' just to know the flavor

I ain't doin' her no favorsNo reasons why I tease

Her flush just comes and goes like seasons I'm karkalicious (so delicious)

No, I don't do kismesis

And if you read any fanfics

All that shit is fictitiousI blow kisses (mwah!)

Don't matter if we're just moiraills

Trolls be lining down the veil for a chance to fill a pail(Four, three, two, fuck you)

So delicious (super sweet)

So delicious (fuckin' adorabloodthirsty)

So delicious (even egbert wants a piece o' me)I'm karkalicious (l-l-l-l-like candy, candy)

Karkalicious def-Karkalicious def- (goddammit, doc scratch, stop fucking around with my mic)

Karkalicious definition makes the shippers crazy

Nepeta's always squealin' Cutesy pet names like karkitty

I'm the K to the A, R, K, the A, the T

And the majority of pairings had better include me

I'm karkalicious (so delicious)My body stays vicious

All the highbloods feelin' nervous 'cause I'm doing some fitness

Zahhak's my witness (whistle)Bet that ship curls nepeta's tail

And he'll be needing all the towels 'cause I'ma make him sweat pails(Four, three, two, fuck you)

So delicious (super sweet)

So delicious (fuckin' adorabloodthirsty)

So delicious (even egbert wants a piece o' me)I'm karkalicious (now you nooksuckers hold the fuck up, check it out)

Baby, baby, baby

If you really want me

Honey, get some patience

Maybe then you'll get a taste

I'll be tasty, tasty

I'll be laced with lacyIt's so tasty, tasty

It'll make you crazy

T to the A, to the S T E Y - fuckin' tasty

T to the A, to the S T E Y - fuckin' tasty

D to the E, to the L I C I O U S

To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the

I'll just spell it out for you!

All the time I turn around trolls gather round

Always sniffin' at me, wanna guess the color of my bloodI just wanna say it now

I ain't trying to round up any drama

Little fucker I just don't want

You to know

And I guess I'm coming off as just a little insecure althoughI keep on repeating how the

Secret's fucking awesome

But I'm tryin' to tell, it's a secret that I just don't wanna tell

Terezi says I smell

Delicious (so delicious)

No, I don't do kismesis

And if you read any fanfics

All that shit is fictitious

I blow kisses (mwah!)

Don't matter if we're just moiraills

Trolls be lining down the veil for a chance to fill a pail

Four, three, two, fuck you

My body stays vicious

Zahhak's been feeling nervous 'cause I got down to business

Nepeta's my witness (meow!)I'll even let her first ship sail

Just watch that kitten be the first in line to fill a pail

So delicious (eridan, see)So delicious (you can trust me)

So delicious (I'll help you be)I'm karkalicious, l-l-like candy, candy

It's so delicious (ay, ay, ay, ay)

So delicious (ay, ay, ay, ay)

So delicious (ay, ay, ay, ay)

I'm karkalicious, (she says my blood is like candy, candy)

T to the A, to the S T E Y - fuckin' tasty

T to the A, to the S T E Y - fuckin' tasty

T to the A, to the S T E Y - fuckin' tasty to the, to the, to the

D to the E, to the L I C I O U SD to the E, to the L I C I O U STo the D, to the E, to the, L I C I O U S, to theD to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the

Now, wait just a motherfucking second! Do I seriously have to spell this shit

Until the end of the fucking song?I mean, whoever fucking wrote the original Never had access to spellcheck, I guess

Because T-A-S-T-E-Y does not spell tasty

Was this fergie douchemuffin illiterate or Something?What do you mean human rap artists

Are the only ones brave enough to write their own grammatical trainwrecks and call it music?

What the fuck even is Will Smith doing? He doesn't throw down sick fires anymore?

Fuck this shit, I quit

I'm sorry what