#I had a dream last night actually involving my interest!! Yay!!

[starsbugsbones]

[ * My canon compliance is dead and gone. What do you mean I was an uncle??? ]

[donnerpartyofone]

I'm in some kind of abusive cycle with the blog where people submit their dreams. I love hearing people's dreams, so I follow it thinking it's going to be interesting, and then I have to unfollow because it feels like 90% of the posts are about celebrities and fandom shit, then I forget about it for a while until a really cool/funny/scary/weird dream gets reblogged onto my dash, then I follow it again out of some kind of moronic optimism, and pretty soon I remember why I unfollowed it the last time. I'm not sure which possibility is the worst,

a) that for the most part people only submit dreams involving celebrities or fandoms because they assume no one cares about anything else,

b) most of the submissions are made up but nobody has the brain power to invent anything that doesn't involve celebrities or fandoms,

c) actually a large volume of young people's dreams really are about celebrities and fandoms, like a lot of tumblr users just don't even dream about anything else.

Now that I've typed it all out I'm pretty sure (c) is the worst of all possible worlds, but I wouldn't be surprised if it were really true for a lot of people just based on the sort of online behavior I see. There's a reason the "blorbo from my stories" post blew up (and I often wonder if that person regrets it), about how you can post the most random non-human image possible and you'll still have people in your notifications explaining how it somehow represents whatever their main fandom thing is; "fandom" doesn't describe an interest or even a community anymore, its more like this condition of extreme narrowing of perception and cognition down to like one subject, and somehow this is something you're proud of. Seeing people reblog the blorbo post not to co-sign what OP was saying, but to say "Yay this is totally me!!!" with no sense that they're being criticized was really disturbing. There's actually an even worse version of this where somebody broke down the most common (generally sexual) characterizations and scenarios in fan fiction specifically to show how much of this content just perpetuates really ugly stereotypes and bigoted attitudes, but the fandom people got it and reblogged it like "Yay this is totally me!!!" while OP was going...oh my god doesn't anyone understand what I said? There's this kind of scary, culty "FANDOM GOOD" thing that's like so pathological that it actually affects people's reading comprehension and makes them unable to even perceive criticism unless you push things to the extreme and bring nazis or pedophiles or something into it, you have to go so far as to tell someone they're a bad person to break through with them.

Anyway I know this isn't a scientific fact but I agree with the popular notion that dreams are a way of processing experiences and feelings that you're not done chewing on yet. For the most part your dreams should be made up of things, however filtered they are through symbolic language, that are somehow unresolved for you. You shouldn't be closing your eyes at night and just seeing a stream of the exact same pacifying stuff you choose to watch on TV. If that's happening more than once in a great while, you might have given yourself some form of brain damage, and I'm only being slightly sarcastic about that.

(Actually I think it's probably abnormal if you have a lot of wish fulfillment dreams in general; I used to have this friend who turned out to be completely toxic and nuts, and he was always happy to tell me these dreams he had where like he's a cross between Batman and Superman and he punishes everyone who was ever mean to him and then everyone worships him and he becomes the king of the universe or whatever. And I always thought oh my god, why isn't he embarrassed by this, if I had dreams like that about myself where I'm the best person ever and everyone else is either my victim or my slave, I don't think I would repeat it to anyone! But ANYWAY)

I've probably written this post before without even realizing it, which means I have my own problem where I need to disconnect from this thought process. Tumblr used to be a place where you could see weird, cool, interesting stuff that didn't really exist elsewhere, and it was reasonably easy to curate your experience; now the fandom thing is just at such a critical mass that it feels like you're always about one degree of separation from it no matter what you do. When capacity made that post the other day about how you can't even search for any media you're interested in on tumblr because all you get is the fan activity around the thing and not the thing itself (or god forbid your search involves a normal English word that happens to relate to a fandom, then you're really fucked)--when I first saw that post it had almost 8,000 notes and it was only 7 hours old. Whether you're someone who likes it or not, everyone knew what that was about, we are all experiencing it.

I would probably be slightly less bothered if I just let myself think that all the celebrity and fandom posts clogging up that dream blog are mainly just made up, due to whatever compulsion makes people make up inconsequential bullshit on the internet. I remember when FML was a thing, and at first it was kind of fun and kind of like this shared catharsis thing, but pretty quickly it became full of obviously fake stories that were so extreme they weren't even funny, like if someone said those things out loud in your presence you'd just feel sorry for them, that they want attention so bad they'll tell degrading lies about themselves to get it. Actually though the site started to degenerate into basically two kinds of content, which were not necessarily mutually exclusive, but it was always either people telling degrading lies about themselves for attention, or people telling elaborate stories about how they ate all kinds of poisonous garbage and then they shat themselves in public. And for one thing, I don't think it counts as a proper FML if you deliberately did something that was not a good idea and then immediately suffered the most predictable consequences, you know like eating hot cheetoes in gravy and washing it down with a liter of grape soda and then shitting your pants is kinda the same as "I knowingly stepped in front of a speeding car and it hit me and I was badly injured and now I'm in the hospital, fuck my life!", it's not really a surprising misfortune or irony, it's just something you did on purpose because you have no self-control even though only one outcome was possible. But I always had the feeling that the pants-shitters were American, and like obviously America has a problem with junk food, so I started to wonder if everywhere you go here you're just always near at least one person who is one more bad decision away from shitting their pants. Maybe it's true, I dunno, it's starting to seem likely. Maybe we should just change the name of the country to Pantshitsylvania and get it over with, it's probably what we deserve.

[whitelionspirit]

Hello!!! I'm now in Christmas spirit. 🎄Well it's now Christmas month haha. Can I request head canons of Law, Ace and Luffy x fem! S/O that still believes in Santa Claus? Well more secretly because she's afraid that people find it stupid. Also because when she was young she has meet the real Santa Claus. And... The boys will also meet the real Santa Claus and you can decide how they meet. Take your time. 😊

a/n: A rather interesting request but a good one none the less. Also my first time writing for Luffy and Law so yay! (P.s. I got carried away with this so it’s a bit long)

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Luffy

As someone who easily believes in anything it would not be hard to see him also believing in Santa far into his adult life.

The rest of the crew besides Chopper easily dismiss his excitement over the arrival of the big man. Luffy calls them scrooges for not believing but happily goes on about his day as usually.

Though it becomes apparent after his confession that you had become rather quiet the rest of the day. While it was not a strange thing it seemed something was very much bothering you.

It got worse as the holiday drew nearer and the idea at stopping at a winter island became a more agreeable idea. Finally after docking and everyone leaving the ship to do some sight seeing you were left with Luffy who surprisingly decided to stay behind.

You were taken aback at your boyfriend wanting to stay behind but he smiled sweetly at you and stretched his arm out and pulled you close into his embrace.

You weren’t sure what to expect but he began chatting about nothing and everything involving Christmas. It put you at ease as you easily snuggled into his chest as you listened closely. It was when he brought up Santa again that you stiffened.

He looked down at you curiously tilting his head in that questioning way he always does. You decided to bite the bullet and tell him your secret after telling him he just looked at you surprised.

Even though he believed you were still awaiting the laughter that usually followed but it never came. Luffy got in your face which made you blush but he just smiled at you.

“It’s okay (Name)! Because I know he is real and it’s so cool that you met him!” He said excitedly which made you relieved.

A few nights later on Christmas eve you were awoken from a deep sleep and were dragged out of bed by your rubber boyfriend. The air outside was freezing as snow began falling over the island. you shivered but a blanket was quickly wrapped around your shoulders.

Feeling a bit better you gathered your bearings and looked to see Luffy’s smiling face illuminated by the moon and the surrounding snow. He was pointing to something in the sky.

It took a few tries but you finally saw what he was pointing at in the far sky. What looked like an almost miniature boat was being pulled a bunch of reindeer through the night sky. A gasp left you as Luffy laughed pulling you close to him as you both watched the man fly away into the night

Ace

Unlike his brother Ace had grown out of children’s fantasies at a very young age but because of having Luffy for a brother he always kept his thoughts to himself.

So seeing you frown at his teasingly talking about a group of kids excited about Santa coming to the crew made him question what about the comment made you upset. He was not the most reserved when it came to his honesty much like his brother so seeing you like that bothered him.

Of course you try to brush it off as nothing which makes him just angry which resulted in a rather heated fight between you both. It was so bad you didn’t speak for days nor did you sleep in the same bed.

As it got closer to the holiday Whitebeard decided to stop off at a winter island in the new world. Surprisingly it is your home island of all places you immediately leave the boat without even a second thought even with shouts of protest behind you. You are soon met with happy greetings from the villagers as they recognize you, you had not been home in several years so the reunion was a happy one.

Your family was very much happy to see you even if they were hesitant with meeting your new family. In the end it went rather well as you tried to avoid mentioning your boyfriend who you had yet to makeup with.

Unfortunately even if he was upset you had yet to introduce him he made sure to make himself useful to them in any way he could. Even when late into the night when the partying was still going strong, he got a few stories out of them about your youth.

One in particular caught his interest; it was about you supposedly meeting Santa as a child one Christmas years ago. How even since then you had believed what you had seen even into adulthood.

It finally clicked with him as to what had upset you so much he felt like an idiot and knew he had to fix it. Even if he himself did not believe you did and that went against his own moral code of not judging others about their beliefs and dreams.

Christmas Eve had finally arrived and he just finally got you alone in the dark of your family’s kitchen late into the night. The pent up emotions of the last two weeks finally got to you both, as you tried to get past him but he stopped you by grabbing your arm gently.

He was not the best at expressing his emotions even now, but for you he confessed how he knew what the issue was now. You froze but allowed him to finish his ramblings, afterwards you turned to him and also confessed you were sorry. As it wasn’t as he actually knew why you had been upset, he kissed you then in the barely lit kitchen with you flush against his warm body.

A sudden sound of bells ringing broke the spell on you both as you pulled away breathless and ran to the windows. Ace followed close behind as you both peaked out into the snowy night. There in the back of the home was a sled with reindeer attached to it along with a very large man clothed in red who hopped down from the sled and laughed at both your shocked expressions.

“Woah he really is real,” Ace whispered, making a grin spread across your face.

Law

Much like Ace he had to grow up quick at a young age so believing in something like Santa was never really an option for him.

Hanging around in Paradise for a while didn’t leave you many options to travel around in so a lot of your time was spent near the islands closest to Sabaody. While Law didn’t particular care for the holidays, you on the other hand took it upon yourself to decorate the submarine.

At first he was annoyed but he saw how happy it made you and how the others brightened up at festive decorations. So he let it go as he buried his face into his medical books.

The mere mention of Santa Claus has him scoffing and making remarks on how parents trick their children into believing in a false reality. His words stung and hit you hard as you tried to hide your disappointment.

Not wanting him to see you busied yourself with looking over the recent logs and documenting new plant life you had discovered recently. Christmas came sooner than you thought and your days were full of present wrapping and stocking up on food for the holiday.

Law knew something was up as you were quieter than normal and it bothered him but he did not push you for answers. He asked Bepo instead who didn’t have an answer for him either.

Christmas was spent on a remote winter island deeper into Paradise the crew deciding to ruff it on the island for the night. Bundle up tight everyone was happily drunk and playing in the snow around several large bonfires. You leaned against Bepo as he recalled a story from his and Law’s early days together to everyone.

Law was sitting across from you all as he huddled a tanker of what you presumed was some kind of cider. He occasionally met your eyes which you quickly avoided. Sometime later into the night you wandered a bit further from the camp wanting to see if you could see the stars.

You know he is following you and when he stands beside you as you peek through a cluster of trees. After several minutes of collective silence you finally speak your mind after an entire month.

“I have believed in Santa Claus since I was very young, mostly due to the fact that I met the man once. While many don’t believe me it was very much real that is the reason I was upset this whole month.”

Law says nothing as he leans against the base of a tree. “I know,” he starts as you look over at him. “I knew the second week it was obvious after connecting some dots. Anyways if that's what you believe, who am I to deny that for you.”

You subconsciously grab for a gloved hand of his and intertwine your fingers together as snow begins to fall again slowly.

You stood like that for some time and watched as the snow gradly came down more only for it to be broken by the distant sound of bells ringing into the still night. You both shared a look, before dashing for the camp where the yells and cheers of your crewmates got louder.

A feeling of excitement came over you as you reached the clearing to be met by the familiar figure of Santa as he was handing out presents to Bepo and the others.

You grabbed onto your boyfriend’s arm and looked at him happily as he just looked on in shock making you laugh gleefully into the cold night.

[toflyandfall]

YAY :D! OK, I wanted to please ask what your thoughts were on Dick and Shawn's relationship. Did you feel it was in character? Did you feel it made sense? Did you want them to last or did you feel it came out of left field and didn't make any sense? How did you feel about the pregnancy scare and how they broke up ("I know what I said/did was shitty but we can fix this. We can make this work!") - does it sound like Dick? I'm also happy ur still here. I'm so used to asking you & Shelly so thank u!

I'll be honest with you, anon--DC burnt me hard with the Spyral travesty and then putting Tom King on Batman and keeping Seeley on Nightwing, so I don't keep up with current DC comics.  I don’t enjoy them and nearly without exception I don’t find them to be written well or in character. However, you're very sweet and I want to help fill the meta void in your life, so I read through Dick and Shawn's arc together and here's my analysis.

 I’m dividing this into two parts.  The first half will be as objective as possible and analyze your questions on whether Dick seems in character, what he says during the break up, etc.  It’s roughly chronological, starting when we first meet Shawn and continuing through to the break up itself.

The second half I’ll put under a readmore, as it’ll answer your questions about my more subjective opinions about the arc.

 Let’s start by looking at Dick’s previous and most happy relationships to see what good indicators for an in-character relationship would be.

  Getting physically involved with someone -before- having a secure emotional connection with them is not in character for him.  All of Dick's major relationships have been preceded by extended periods of mutual flirtation and bonding before physical overtures.  His most significant and longest lasting romantic connections began by building emotional and romantic attachment before sexual intimacy, frequently paired with a shared history together that precedes even the flirtation.  

There’s significant canon evidence that he’s demi sexual: a comprehensive, though hardly exhaustive, collection of it can be found here and here (the latter half of the second link relates to the Grayson series specifically, but overall it offers a nice long view on his relationship history since character creation and also addresses beyond-canon factors at DC that impacted some relevant canon writings.)  Whether you use the label demi for him or not, it’s canon that he’s not comfortable jumping into bed without a secure emotional connection.

 So let’s look at Shawn’s relationship with Dick through the lens of relationships in which he was the happiest and most comfortable.  Those relationships have these things in common:  

He has a stable, safe emotional connection to the individual.

He is willing and comfortable engaging in banter and flirtation.  

Relationship is based on mutual respect and affection, often paired with shared history together.

Now, let’s look at Shawn’s relationship.

Their ‘history’ together (as Defacer and Robin) is antagonistic, and their interaction in the past leave Dick feeling uneasy. Sure, he seems to think about her situation, but as this panel reads, the kindest that can be said of any emotional connection there seems to be here is one-sided pity.

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Once they meet again, she’s his boss.  Even or perhaps especially in the world of #MeToo, it’s important to address workplace relationships, particularly boss/employee scenarios, with care and sensitivity.  Seeley sidesteps this by just…having her later quit the non-profit she founded and giving Dick her position for a while.  However, even if she’d just worked in HR at an equal level with him when they met instead of being his boss, let’s look at the amount of participation he shows in their first meeting:

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There is a lot of her talking and almost none of him.  He’s not engaged in their interaction here.  Where he tries later as Nightwing to engage more personally, he’s immediately shut down.  The most dialogue we hear from him is in his own head—in their first meeting, the ratio of her dialogue to his is literally 22 sentences to 9. ��Of those 9 sentences, one is a lie he gives to avoid establishing an emotional connection with her, another she interrupts, and three of which were less than five words long: “Sorry.” “You can call me Dick” and “Thanks, Ms Chang”.  Even taking the workplace environment into account as best we can, this is not meeting any of the three criteria for Dick to be feeling emotionally attachment or attraction.  No one would look at those 9 almost-sentences and that flashback and say, “Ah yes, this man is deeply infatuated with her.”  

This is made even more jarring by the fact that the internal narration frequently doesn’t match the actual scenes we’ve witnessed.   

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Nothing about the few sentences Dick has managed to finish around Shawn when this narration comes up has said ‘attraction’, physical or otherwise, but the dialogue here reads like Dick was laying the flirtations on thick every time he saw her.  Same with when they talk about the flashback scene later.  There’s a lot of cognitive disconnect between what Seeley wants to tell us happened and what we actually see and hear and have evidence of between the characters.

If you’re wondering why I’m examining these initial interactions with particular depth, it is because frankly, these are the most interactions the two have together for roughly the first five issues of their ‘getting to know each other’ phase...and when they reunite at the end of those issues, we are supposed to believe they are already heavily, life-changingly in love.  So, for all intents and purposes, this scattered handful of conversations is all we have to analyze to examine whether this fits the qualifications for whether Dick would feel comfortable and emotionally attached enough to approach a physical relationship.

We have three chances in their various guises for Dick and Shawn to meet and start developing that all-important rapport.  This is our first initiation to their relationship and it certainly doesn’t read as a positive one.  The next one, she yells at him and kicks him out—again, a whole page of her dialogue to a fragmented sentence of his.  The third one, the flashback panel posted above, they don’t even speak to each other. Two of them are actively red-flags of being unable to establish a closer connection with that person; the third is a neutral connection.  This is not the kind of two-way interaction we see where he’s comfortable and interested in someone, and this is not an emotionally secure connection.  

Shawn disappears for three issues or so, during which they have, obviously, no interactions.

The very next after that, by the end of it, she lunges into him to kiss him.  

The next issue after that, they’re evidently in honeymoon heaven and already shacking up.  

Trust me, we’ll be going over that under the readmore later.

Back in the area of the objective, if you ever need to know the number of days Tim Seeley thinks is needed for two people with self-admitted enormous trust issues to form the ideal Hollywood manic pixie dream girl relationship, we were given a careful timeline.  

68 days—first date

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62 days—first intercourse.

Nightwing #15 (Nightwing: Back to Bludhaven)

Six days.  Not even a week.

They’ve met each other, then met each other’s parents and are living together and are one baby scare away from the suburbs in less time than it takes for someone to finish a semester at college.  It took literally longer for the issues of Nightwing where Shawn was an absent character in her own arc to get published in our real lives than it did for their on-panel romance to go from not even knowing each other to Nightwing (not Dick, but Nightwing) kissing Shawn (not Defacer, but Shawn) upside down in the middle of the city.

Trust issues, amirite?

Nightwing #15 (Nightwing: Back to Bludhaven)

Meanwhile during that mostly off-panel ‘dating’ period we have these wildly out of character moments. In particular, there are two noteworthy things.

Shawn says she never would have pinned Dick for being a traditionalist.  

That directly contradicts…well…most of the statements people close to him have made of his dating views, and also his own self-stated views of them, whose top tracks include things like “…this might sound unhip, but I feel strange about living with someone I’m not married to”, “I gotta be honest, Roy—I couldn’t make love to someone I didn’t really love”, and “Love should be between two people”.  

We have a direct parallel of an in-character Dick moment walking someone home after an early date to use for comparison.  

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Things Dick does in this panel: reassures his date there is no pressure for sex and the night will not be ending that way, plan out just about the most traditional date experience, and engage in light-hearted mutual bantering.  

Additional relevant context around this panel: Dick and Clancy have known each other for months and have a friendly, mutually respectful connection.  Dick’s turned down a sizable number of invitations from her because despite living in the same building, the vigilante life made it difficult for him to make and keep plans.  This is their second date because Dick had to bail in the middle of their first.  It took months both in comics-time and in real-time of developing a mutual interest to lead up to that first real date.  And by then, the reader is invested in the status of that relationship, too.

To contrast the then vs now, we also have in that same moment with Shawn Dick, of all people, ignores a phone call without a second thought in favor of trying for a booty call. On the first date.  Let’s take a look at Dick and Clancy’s first date, 9 issues earlier than the one we just saw.

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Dick is a chronic workaholic, with all the associated inability to disconnect from his work while in relationships even during date night or intimate moments. It’s perfectly reasonable, considering that with his lifestyle choice, that phone call could be life or death for someone he loves, a stranger, or many, many someones, and it’s put significant strain on his past relationships when dating those not actively in the superhero lifestyle.  Clancy is, again, a great example of this--despite genuine interest on both sides, he blew her off at least half a dozen times because of vigilante emergencies before they even got to their first date.  And then despite their great rapport and a genuine interest in being there, he still ditched her in the middle of it when his phone rang.

What we see in Seeley’s Nightwing #15 not only runs directly contrary to significant chunks of his history and personality, it also tells a deeply upsetting story of a world where exists a horndog Dick Grayson who would risk other people’s lives to get laid with a chick he’s known less than a week.

They handle vigilante interruptions more in character in later issues once the relationship is established, but...yikes. 

Not in character.

We’re going to take a little jump here to move from discussing whether their relationship is in character for Dick to whether their breakup was in character.  

In general, it actually is pretty in character for Dick to panic himself into commitment in a romantic relationship even if he’s not really sure about it.  Dick is very interesting that way: he runs away from platonic relationships under tension, either by throwing himself into casework or by literally setting up in a new location.  If his romantic relationship is undergoing trauma, however, he's very capable of reacting the opposite, like in this example with Kory.

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There’s even an awkward Devin Grayson incident where he thinks a woman is serial-murdering her husbands, fake-marries her to solve the case, uncovers the real killer who wasn’t her, and feels bad enough afterward that he offers to date her for real. (An interesting side-note: this makes Devin Grayson responsible for not one but two of Dick’s emotionally compromised almost-marriages. This one, at least, came before she jumped the shark with the dreaded Catalina Flores arc.)

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So let’s take a look at where Shawn’s exact circumstance falls in against those.

  To me, the lines that sound the most like Dick are actually the lines he says that cause their break-up.  

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Dick has a lot of darkness and anger in him. He’s a lot like Bruce and he’s a lot scared of how much he’s like Bruce.  We’ve seen several timelines where Dick’s had biological children and we’ve also seen how he tempered Damian’s darkness when Bruce was lost in the timestream.  Though this arc and timeline does not show it well (and that’s a whole different meta), we have the advantage of having known how Dick behaves as a father in a way this particular Dick has never had to experience.  And we know that when kids are in the picture he does work hard at repressing or concealing his anger and darkness to be a good role model, often in a way he isn’t sure he has the capacity to do when there are no children involved.  Despite some of the specific phrasings being iffy, the general sentiments here do feel like legitimate concerns Dick would have.

With this knowledge, that moment felt significantly more honest to Dick Grayson’s character than most of the rest of their relationship.  

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The actual break-up dialogue itself is…well, it’s not out of character, exactly, because as shown, Dick has been known to clutch onto potential romances hardest when he feels they’re about to slip away. But the delivery of it isn’t in character.  Yes, in general, Dick has a temper and he lashes out. However, he’s clearly aggressive and angry in this panel, where previous experience has showed us he should be at his most emotionally vulnerable and pleading.  Dick, who is a generally emotionally closed-off person despite his extroverted demeanor, reacts to these kind of romance scares by showing emotional vulnerability in ways he frequently is unable to do during the relationship itself.  And the panel that he’s apologizing for as being a crappy thing to have said, is…as mentioned, the panel that comes closest to a consistent Dick Grayson.

And the thing they’re fighting about is that Dick missed a job interview because he was doing Nightwing things.  Shawn fell in love with Dick knowing he was Nightwing (somehow), he’s been Nightwing the whole time they dated, constant interruptions and all, but she breaks up with him because somehow 'the thing I always loved most…you.’ apparently wasn’t one that included the Nightwing schedule.  She also seems to be both blaming him for wanting the baby and also accusing him of not wanting it.  At the risk of getting off-topic and subjective, I’ll be honest and say Shawn’s dialogue here makes no sense to me at all.

Dick’s tried not being Nightwing, in both pre-52 and new-52.  Dick spends a fair amount of pre-52 time either bouncing from job to job or lacking a day job entirely.  In both pre-52 and new-52, the Dick she’s claiming is the one she’s always loved the most…doesn’t exist anywhere I can think of. Certainly not anywhere during their on-panel relationship.

Now that we’ve looked at what we see of Dick and Shawn on-panel, it’s time to talk about the impact this has off-panel.

I happen to have been re-reading a lot of Chuck Dixon’s original Nightwing’s run lately.  And here’s the thing.  Clancy’s been showing up consistently in that run as someone Dick could be attracted to for for oh, about...two full graphic novels now (that’s 17 single-issues) and they haven’t so much as gone on a date, let alone shared a smooch. It takes 20 issues before they make it to the first date we saw from Nightwing #22.  I don’t remember if she’s in every single issue of that period, so I’m going to round down by probably a lot and say that’s a minimum of a year when this was getting published for us as readers to get to know her and how she interacts with Dick, to get interested and invested in a potential relationship.  In comics-time, it’s weeks before Dick actually sees her face, not just hears her voice.  Even if you’re reading post-publication like me, that’s hours and hours where we watch she and Dick bond and banter and develop a mutual interest.

That’s build up.  That’s emotional investment developed over time.

I’m not saying every single relationship has to take more than a year’s worth of issues on-panel to develop.  However, she does summarize one of the single biggest struggles for DC’s cadre of writers over the last few years.  Basically, the problem I have with this beyond just the characterizations is the same that made me stop reading from New 52 onward: DC constantly trying to skip out on the process of creating meaningful emotional build-up or connections but still expecting to cash in on an emotional payoff.  

You can’t go from ‘kissed once’ to ‘been together for years like an old married couple couple vibes’ off-pages like Nightwing #15 tries to do.  Even if you expect the readers to believe the protagonist now feels that connection (which, frankly, I don’t), we don’t have that connection to the relationship.  It’s a cheap paper cutout with no actual emotional content behind it--why should we care if it tears under pressure?  We have no stake in it; we don’t know why the protagonist has a stake in it.  It’s meaningless.  

As a reader, my experience with Shawn and Dick’s relationship is as follows: a) they meet in a scenario where she is his boss (strong do not date vibes) b) they meet as vigilante and paroled ex-villain and she doesn’t even let him finish a sentence (would not date) c) they show a flashback where they don’t even speak to each other (Robin pities her; no ‘date/no date’ vibe data gathered), d) they share a confusingly out of nowhere ‘emotional’ moment that didn’t match up with my prior understanding of either what I extrapolated from the flashback or what I saw in their on-panel interactions (vibe check, please??) then she disappears for several issues into police custody (no ‘date/no date’ vibe data gathered)  The very next time she sees him, she betrays him  (STRONG do not/would not date).  Then all of a sudden at the end of that issue she kisses him.  

My context for their relationship is based on two ‘emotional’ conversations of dubious quality and consistency, one ‘look’ where their dialogue contradicts my own understanding of the on-panel events, a shouting match or two, and a very major betrayal that just happened to work out alright for everybody but is never actually addressed.  Most of her introductory arc where we’d be piecing out how she fits in with Dick and how they interact together, she isn’t even there for.  They’ve known each other for less than a week.  I the reader have known them for, in my case, maybe an hour of read-time. 

And the very next time I see them, I’m supposed to believe, and more importantly, feel emotionally attached to the fact that They Are The Most In Love Couple To Ever Be In Love.  

Trying to put a timeline on intimacy as a gimmick instead of establishing genuine emotional connection never works.  Yes, maybe we knew that one person in high school or know someone in college who falls hard and often and met and married someone within two months, but Dick Grayson has never been that person.  Maybe this style of flashback manic pixie romance would be more believable if they’d tried it on a different character with a different history and personality, but it especially never works on a character like Dick Grayson with a strong history of being slow to decide his feelings and even slower to jump into bed. 

In order to work, the entire arc that follows with the kidnapping by Pyg is predicated on the fact that I, the reader, am supposed to already care about Shawn’s relationship with Dick, and that I, the reader, believe in the validity of Shawn’s relationship with Dick and in Dick’s commitment to it.  But I haven’t been given time or reason to do either of those things by the time that arc starts.  

You cannot shortcut relationships and expect them to be meaningful to the reader.

So they threw in a baby.  Because even if you don’t care about a relationship, everyone cares about babies.

Throwing in a baby to up the emotional stakes is just a further step up that same problematic cheap-shortcuts ladder I was talking about: like in a stereotyped failing marriage, if you feel like you have to add a kid just to put meaning into your relationship again, maybe what you actually need to do is take time and consider what that relationship is built on.

[five-wow]

10.19!!! watched it, had thoughts about it, wrote them down. the usual under the cut.

there is a random man in steve’s kitchen (is it the helicopter guy? i... don’t know him well enough to be sure but i am genuinely unsure who else it would be) wearing a “seals do it better” apron while he’s cooking and talking to junior about how this recipe helped him “seal the deal” with the love of his life. okay, random man. you’re not acknowledging it, but you just made a seal pun, so you have my attention.

btw, for a good long moment i genuinely thought this guy might be danny in some kind of weird dream sequence future. i mean, old danny in steve’s kitchen wearing a seal-themed apron and making waffles? i wouldn’t hate it.

junior about how it’s going with tani: “it’s amazing.” okay a) YAY and THAT IS VERY CUTE and b) even so, it’s hilarious to me when random guy says “sounds like you’ve got it bad” just based on junior saying that it’s amazing while he kind of smiles vaguely. cute as it was, it wasn’t a passionate love declaration.

junior lies in bed awake at night dreaming of his thing with tani working out (and not sleeping because he’s scared it might not) and i just !! he’s a smitten mess over her and i adore it, even though his level of anxiety sounds like it’s a little detrimental for his sleep, omg.

fjdkfd we get a scene of adam and quinn who went surfing together and OF COURSE they’re standing under the beach showers as they talk because i feel like adam is literally contractually obligated to have a certain number of shower scenes each season.

tani!! gave quinn!! some surfing pointers!! let’s review: we know that tani is really great at surfing and definitely better than junior, because we had a scene once of them getting back from a surfing trip and junior was slightly pouty over it and tani was absolutely unwilling to downplay her own skill and it was Very Good, and now, in these last few episodes, tani was first present during noelani’s surfing lessons and now she’s apparently been giving quinn advice, and the idea of the h50 women hanging out? the idea of tani being supportive and sharing her knowledge? it’s all so good, ahhh. (ALSO. my mighty need for tani and kono to meet grows with each and every mention of tani’s surfing skill.)

oh my gOD i wrote that bit in brackets and hit play on the episode and IMMEDIATELY adam says that he’s used to being second best in the ocean because “my ex wife was a pro surfer, and very competitive.” YES. GOOD. LOVE THE KONO REFERENCE.

quinn gets a dramatic call from an olivia! i read an episode description, so i know that’s her ex-step daughter. i’m a little hesitant about this “btw quinn has an ex-husband” subplot, but also curious to see where they’re going with it, and quinn jumping to help out a teen girl that she still has a strong bond with is an angle of approach that could potentially be very very relevant to my interests.

cows! “moooo” say the cows, quietly, under the music. they’re not important or plot-relevant, i just like cows.

fjdkfd olivia has a Bad Dad and yes, i do want quinn to adopt her now. it could be good! she could swap tips with steve about how to let your adopted teen know they’re loved and safe and worth so much more than what their parents gave them.

tani to junior: “what, you think i didn’t have a life before i met you?” junior’s eyes: [shoot up to steve, standing right behind tani, who is junior’s mentor AND boss, making it slightly awkward to have a relationship talk right in front of him during work hours] POOR BOY (but also, yes, tani, tell him).

junior is now obsessed with the mystery of why tani is so familiar with a random rancher bar an hour away from her house, and to be honest, so am i.

tani wON A LINE DANCING COMPETITION FOUR WEEKS IN A ROW. that is the BEST solution to the mystery, my gosh.

tani: [brags about her line dancing skills and calls herself the queen] junior: “who are you?” fdjkfdjkfd junior, i don’t even know why you’re suprised that a) tani slays at something she did or b) she is utterly unapologetic about that fact.

olivia says that maybe quinn could come watch her play volleybal some time and quinn says that she’d love to but it’s complicated and don’t do that, quinn! my heart hurts now!

OKAY so olivia isn’t doing cheer this year even though she was captain the previous year and she makes up an excuse about it being because of the other girls but it’s actually about HER DAD taking the money that quinn gave her for a UNIFORM which means she probably couldn’t even try out and I HATE THIS. find your ex and kick his ass, quinn.

lou, after talking about macadamia farming: “but here’s where the story gets a littllllle... nutty.” tani, fistpumping: “nice one.” punner solidarity!! good stuff, good stuff. (though i do wonder what happened to danny’s punning streak in later seasons. anyone remember 1.14, when he joked about the head in a box? he’s lost his appreciation for this fine art and it’s a tragedy, honestly.)

quinn has enlisted adam’s help in tracking her ex (jake) down and she’s telling adam a little about how she never thought she’d fall for a guy like him but he was charming, and then she says “and olivia” and THAT’S when she really smiles, and look, PLEASE don’t let this episode end with olivia still living with her dad because will have to write fix-it fic.

quinn: “i haven’t told anybody i was married, not even steve.” that’s cool, but like, do we believe that means steve doesn’t know? if his background checks haven’t gone completely downhill in the last few years, i would assume he’s figured this out, right? (i love quinn’s “in case you haven’t noticed, i’m not really a sharer” that she adds, because it fits with her personality and it’s just nice to have a female character that’s allowed to be a little secretive about her past in a way that doesn’t feel, idk, sensationalized.)

i have seen a lot of gifs of this episode by now and they’re all of steve and danny and the horses so i’ve seen most of their very polite discussion that ensues when danny calls steve out on not asking him if he wants to ride along, but it’s still utterly glorious. grace gets mentioned, too! and the way danny ends it with “why don’t you try to keep up?” as he passes in front of steve, with steve watching him go? that is flirting. blatant flirting in front of all of their poor teammates. (at least now junior can feel a little less awkward about bringing his relationship with him on the job!)

fjdkfdjk lou’s “all this and they still go time to argue, isn’t that nice?” is A+

steve and danny, as they’re super leisurely chasing some criminals through the woods on horseback: yes, this would be a good time to make up an argument about absolutely nothing at all.

oh gosh, okay, danny says “you know i can uh, i can hear you at night” and steve’s response is “why don’t you get some earplugs?” and um. uh. it’s followed by context, i know, but come on, jfc.

“when i moved in a couple months ago” he’s just GOING for it now, omg. not “came to stay with you”, no attempt at hiding that he’s been staying with steve for literal months at this point - just. when i moved in. a couple months ago.

(i am obviously also very aware of what danny is saying about steve not sleeping and how that’s a new thing because it wasn’t like that a few months ago and steve’s evasiness about it and i am VERY WORRIED ABOUT THAT but i’m also electing to somewhat ignore it because. my god. screw that. we don’t want any of where that seems to be headed in this house.)

“i appreciate it. thank you.” this is growth and it’s good and it’s steve realizing that maybe just his quippy putdown isn’t enough of a response to danny’s genuine offer of support! (and again, we’re not thinking about reasons why he might want to think twice about how he treats danny so danny will know he’s appreciated, because there is no reason for steve to be worried about that, because nothing is going to happen.)

steve: “cuff him, danno.” DANNO. danno has returned from war!!

fjdkfd and then steve says it again in like, the next sentence he says. really cramming in those danno’s suddenly.

oh noooooo. quinn tells adam that jake could be a very good dad (which is valid! addiction is a disease and it’s good to know he wasn’t always like this to olivia, even if i don’t think it excuses what’s happening now), but then she says that jake was all the things she always wished her own dad could be and that maybe that’s why she was so drawn to him, and. okay. did not need that. h50 has a tendency to make women compare their love interests to their dads that makes me very uncomfortable. (the other big one that springs to mind is when abby and chin are courting and chin opens a car door for abby and she says something about how she always admired chivalry in her dad and she thought that died out with his generation and it’s this weird thing where she seems to be flirting by going “wink wonk you make me think of my dad” and oh my god. let’s just say it’s very much not my thing.)

steve and danny end up holed up in a cabin while seven people shoot at them and ahhh, just like old times. also just like last episode, to be honest, with the whole cabin filled with poison thing, but at least there’s no poison this time! that’s a plus!

steve’s improv involves LASSO’ING a guy i’m screaming

dude gets the drop on steve, they have an epic fight, steve HITS HIS HEAD and the dude picks up a GIANT LOG to hulksmash on steve’s head, presumably, and then danny swoops in to the rescue and!!! that’s also very much like old times!!! especially with this forest green color scheme and steve lying on the floor a little dazed it really reminds me of that episode with the girlscout troop in season 3.

(so. in this possible universe we’re not talking about where steve might be sick again and could be pacing at night because he knows or fears he’s going to die (you know the one) do you think that maybe part of why his first words to danny are “why’d you leave the cabin? that wasn’t the plan” is that he was kind of... hoping the other guy would get to finish him off? do you ever think about how steve mcgarrett, man of action, would almost definitely rather go out in a blaze of glory after taking out six guys all on his own with danny having his back, than after watching his own body slowly betray him and give out on him after losing a painful and drawn-out fight with itself?)

confused, frowny steve who almost definitely has a concussion and is also still very bloody is oddly cute, gosh. also, nincompoop! definitely one of danny’s most wonderful insults yet.

quinn gets her ex arrested and yells at him and tells him that if he doesn’t clean up his act, he’ll lose custody of his daughter, and then she drives away and she’s sobbing and trying not to and just !!!!! this was definitely the good kind of “quinn has an ex-husband” storyline, but also very painful.

the sunset scene! seen this in gifset too, but hoooo boy, it hits very differently with actual sound. (i may also have described the scene to my sister and mentioned the “probably ‘cause i figured i’d see a million more” and her immediate response was “oooh, he’s dead” and yES, that’s what i was TELLING YOU i’m worried about and also what i’m not thinking about so let’s just pretend i’m not typing these words right now.)

fdjkfdjkfd i’m sure that steve turning to danny just as he says “those are the things that you’re gonna miss the most in the end, you know” after mentioning things you see every day is just. a total coincidence. yeah. he’s totally just turning away from this sunset he was so entranced by a moment ago to look at danny’s face because he wants to stretch his neck. uh huh.

there’s banter about squirrels and it’s good and then steve says “admit it danny, you’re gonna miss this when it’s done” and that sounds very meta, omg, but it gets better when danny says “yeah, maybe, but i would never say it out loud” because that is literally a way to say it, out loud.

a very good episode!! i loved meeting olivia and learning about quinn’s background and there was some prime tani content and to top it off a lot of mcdanno in the second half, and if we just completely ignore that this episode also made my anxiety about the series finale skyrocket (which i knew it would, based on what i’d gathered of other people’s response to it, but that still didn’t accurately prepare me) it was wonderful and i liked it a lot! 

[browneyedmissy]

JV: Childhood Part II

Summary: Her brother was off at college. She had to take care of her siblings. When her schoolwork struggles as a result, she made a friend who only made things more complicated.

Part one here

Author's Note: I actually had this written up already and was supposed to be part of the first half but I somehow wrote too much and Tumblr wouldn't let me post it all at once.

High school took a sharp turn for her.

Without Avi, Jackie was taking care of her siblings more while her parents were at work. She would walk directly from her school when the bell rang to her siblings' schools and then make them a snack when they got home. She was able to start her homework a bit before dinner and she would work some more afterwards to keep up.

There were days where she found herself deeply envious of her classmates. Most of them were involved in clubs after school and sometimes she longed for the normalcy. But that feeling was squelched when she got to school and saw her siblings run up to her with bright eyes and full of love.

She found a deep level of interest in biology and was able to keep up until her junior year when the workload she had in addition to her responsibilities at home began to take a toll on her.

When her parents came home and she wanted to mention something to them about taking less responsibility, she stopped when she saw the weariness in their eyes. She had watched what it was like for them as Indian immigrants who spoke perfect English but with a heavy accent to live in the United States. Sometimes while they were out, the people they interacted would not understand them and she would see her mother hesitate just a fraction of a second and before her mother could turn to her, Jackie would step up.

They had tried for years to open up the store they had back up but after all of the costs, even their combined salary had made it hard to save for what they needed to start it up again.

"We're lucky we have you, beta." Her mother had said with a murmur, smoothing the top of her head.

She would nod and feel the burning of guilt she had of being a normal high school student.

Her grades started slipping and when she saw the C on her math examination, she felt her cheeks burn especially when she noticed that her classmates on either side of her had gotten a B+ and an A-. She suddenly felt like she was an imposter, masquerading as a smart person and that someone was going to come in and kick her out of class at any moment.

"How did you learn how to do those word problems?" Jackie asked the classmate on the left. What was her name again?

"My mom has been helping me. I didn't get them at first and I know most of our classmates have tutors. I can help you after school, if you'd like." She said with a smile.

"I have to take care of my siblings." Jackie said with a grimace.

"Dev and Anika, right? My mom's one of the teachers in the elementary school and Dev was one of her students last year."

She blinked at the girl. How did she know that when this was the first time Jackie had talked to her? "Uhh yeah, I…"

"You don't know my name, do you?" The girl quirked an eyebrow at her. "We've been in classes together since freshman year."

Jackie had the decency to feel embarrassed as she shook her head.

"Alexa Chan." She laughed good naturedly and stuck out her hand. Jackie shook it.

"Jackie Varma."

Alexa gave her a grin. "I know. How about I come home with you and we can work on the homework together?"

-

Her siblings adored Alexa.

The first thing she did when she met them at the school was bend at the knees a little so that she could look them straight in the eye when she shook their hand. Dev's eyes had widened a little and he puffed up his chest as if he was full grown. When Ani asked if she was coming over, Alexa had nodded, telling her that she needed to tell her mom first.

Their eyes had been wide as saucers when they figured out who her mom was.

They had gone to school the next day to tell everyone who would listen that Mrs. Chan's daughter was friends with their sister and she was over at their house.

Her parents liked her as well. She was extended a dinner invitation often and her parents were happy she had found a friend who was smart and capable.

Alexa started coming over twice a week when she didn't have swim practice to help Jackie with math. In return, Jackie helped her memorize her science flashcards.

Alexa wanted to be an engineer, Jackie learned. She was good at math because her mother had taught her how to understand it since she was a kid and she liked looking for patterns. She was an only child so she liked being around her mother's students and around her siblings.

And she was so pretty. Jackie couldn't help but notice her soft her hair looked and how kind and genuine her smile was. Sometimes at night, she had dreams where they were walking down the street, holding hands and no one did a double take when she leaned over and pressed a kiss on Alexa's lips.

She shook her head. Alexa was the only friend she had made in years and she couldn't jeopardize it over a crush.

It wasn't as if she hadn't had crushes before. But she kept her feelings close to her chest, especially when she realized that she might like girls as well. Or prefer girls. The sexuality thing freaked her out because the last thing she needed was for people to stare at her for being Indian and gay.

"Hey, do you want to come watch me swim on Friday? I'm going to be swimming with the varsity team." Alexa said excitedly.

"Yeah, Avi just came home so I can ask him to watch my siblings."

"Ooh yay!" Alexa gave Jackie a hug and pulled back with a horrified expression. "Sorry, I don't think I've ever hugged you before."

Jackie felt her cheeks burning. "We're good."

-

"Avi, I need you to watch Dev and Anika after school on Friday." Jackie said as she got home that day, her two siblings in tow. "My friend is competing in a swim meet."

Avi raised an eyebrow as he looked at her. "You have a friend, behan?"

"Haha." She rolled her eyes. Her brother stared at her before his face broke into a grin.

"You look happy, Jaks." He observed. "Is this friend actually a friend or do you have a paramour, little sister?"

"My friend's name is Alexa." She said, avoiding the subject.

He didn't skip a beat. "She can be your paramour too."

Jackie blinked as she looked at her brother whose face had become very serious.

"I-" She glanced at their siblings who were out of earshot coloring at the table. "I might like her Avi. But she's also the first friend I've made in a long time."

"If you're willing to let her in, then it might be worth exploring."

-

Jackie took a seat in the bleachers, a book perched on her lap and sunglasses on. She could see the girls warming up on the other side of the pool and Alexa grinned and waved when she saw her. She said something to her teammates and walked over her direction and Jackie felt her heart pounding.

"You came! I'm so excited, Coach says I might have a chance at winning first for the butterfly heat." Alexa said brightly. "I'm up against one of the best swimmers, but I've been training hard."

"Good luck." Jackie offered a smile. Alexa offered one in return before heading back to her team.

The swim meet began and Jackie watched as people swam back and forth in the pool. Her eyes were trained to follow Alexa when she swam, the graceful arch of her legs as she jumped off the block and the way her arms moved through the water effortlessly.

Finally, it was time for the event that Alexa was most excited about. As she stepped up to the block, Jackie felt her heart pounding.

"You got this Alexa!" She shouted. Alexa looked up in surprise and smiled back before getting refocused on the pool.

Her opponent pulled ahead of her the first two laps but Jackie noticed she wasn't keeping up the quick pace. Alexa on the other hand had paced herself and was closing ranks. The last lap they were swimming in tandem and as they reached the wall, Alexa pulled slightly ahead and-

"The winner of the heat is Alexa Chan, by 0.02 seconds!"

"Yes!" Jackie shouted in triumph. She ignored the glances she got from the people around her as she ran over to Alexa who threw her arms out for a hug, her eyes bright.

And as Alexa threw her arms around her, without thinking, Jackie pressed her lips against hers. They were soft and she smelled a little like chlorine as she moved her hands to tangle into Alexa's hair-

Jackie didn't notice the stares until she pulled away from Alexa who had a surprised but pleased look on her face. She pulled back and glanced around as people turned and whispered and suddenly, she felt like she was back in 5th grade, introducing herself to her classmates as Jackie Varma.

"Jackie-"

Without giving her a chance to say anything else Jackie turned and fled.

-

She threw herself into her bedroom, rushing past Avi as she reached home. She ignored him calling her name and she threw herself into her bed facedown.

There was a knock on the door.

"Go away."

"Jaks, your friend Alexa called my phone and wants to speak to you."

"I'm not here."

There was a moment of hesitation before Avi said something Jackie couldn't quite make out.

"Okay, I told her you would call later. Can I come in now?"

"Fine." She said muffled into her pillows.

Her brother opened the door.

"What happened?" He asked, leaning against the doorframe.

"Nothing you would understand."

"Behan, I think I of all people would understand."

"No, you won't! You don't live at home anymore, Ani! You don't know what I'm going through and it's easy when you don't have to be around people who know and judge you anymore!"

A terse silence passed. "Do you hate me for leaving? I had to. You'll understand one day. I don't know what you're going through with your friend Alexa, but-"

"I don't want to talk about it! I'm already stared at because we're Indian and I kept my head down through that. I want people to stop staring at me and why can't I just be normal?"

Her voice broke on a sob. Avi sighed and walked over to put a hand on her head.

"Jackie…"

"Don't touch me!" Jackie jumped back and glared at her brother. "Just leave! You're going back to school soon anyways, just- go."

-

She kept her head down for the next few days. Avi had gone back to school and things were sort of back to normal. Alexa had tried to talk to her during class, find her at lunch and after school but Jackie had just stayed silent, staring at the board until Alexa had given up.

Jackie sighed. She missed her best friend but already there were rumors going around the school. They were nosy and Jackie wanted them out of her face.

"You've been avoiding me." Jackie had opened the door to see Alexa standing in front later that day. "Can we talk?"

"Shouldn't you be at swim practice?"

"So you can try to avoid me again? I knew you were keeping track of my schedule. I skipped it. I figured this was kinda important."

"Alexa!" Dev said excitedly when he heard her voice. He moved past Jackie to grab her hand and pull her into the kitchen. "I made a drawing of you and sissy."

Her mouth twitched as she saw the colored drawing. She held it up and Jackie saw two girls, holding hands. Jackie felt her chest tighten.

"Why are they holding hands, Dev?" Jackie choked out.

"They're best friends and they love each other." He said as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.

"I-"

"Dev, can you take Ani to the backyard for a bit so your sister and I can talk?" Alexa said softly. "Thank you for the drawing."

He nodded and took Ani outside. When the door closed, she turned back to Jackie.

"Alexa, when I kissed you…" Jackie stammered.

"I wasn't expecting it." Alexa interrupted with a smile. "But I didn't not like it. But you just ran off before I could say anything."

Jackie stared at the girl in front of her.

"I do like you." Alexa said with a shrug. "I don't know what my sexuality is. Still figuring that out. But I do know that you're smart and pretty and my best friend. And I liked kissing you."

"People saw me kiss you." Jackie's face paled.

"Let them talk."

"How are you so casual about this?" Jackie said weakly. "People are going to stare at us. It'll be just like when I was in 5th grade-"

"Jackie. People are going to talk and stare no matter what. We're different from them. Not just because of that kiss but because we're not white."

Jackie felt nausea coming back up. "I can't have people stare. I won't have it. I can't be seen with you."

Her friend blinked and gave her a sad look.

"Okay. I'm not going to fight you on this, Jackie. I know you better than to try that. I'll keep my distance. But… let me know if you need anything."

As Alexa closed the door, Jackie could feel her heart shattering.

-

Her grades dipped again afterwards. Alexa had been a huge help with her siblings and it was hard to concentrate, especially in math when she still sat next to her.

She started feeling angry. She was angry that she was in charge of her siblings in the first place which led her to meeting Alexa.

She was angry at herself for being a coward and not being able to take people staring at her.

"Jackie, I want to talk to you." Her science teacher stopped her one day after class. Jackie dropped her bag on the ground with a huff. "Is everything okay? Your grades are dropping in my class."

"Yup. Fine. Can I go now?"

"Jackie."

"I don't know what you want me to say Ms. Torres. I have to take care of my siblings after school because the program only lasts until 3:30 for them. My parents can't afford to put them anywhere so I have to help out. So why should I give a damn?” Jackie said angrily. “I can't do anything about it, my siblings need me. And people stare at me because I'm different but I can't do anything about it!"

“You’ve been dealt a crappy hand.” Her teacher said with a critical eye before gesturing at a desk in front of her. Jackie gave a huff before sitting down at the desk and crossing her arms. “It sucks that what you want and what your parents want for you is not the same because that puts you at a disadvantage especially against all of your classmates whose parents can do things like afford tutors and know how to get their classmates into college.”

“It’s not fair.”

The words left her mouth before she could swallow them down to join resentment buried deep down in her heart.

“I know.”

Jackie uncrossed her arms, feeling herself deflate. All the anger that she felt mixed with the exhaustion and sadness that she had felt ever since she had realized how much the world hated her when she was nine and she was left just feeling tired.

“Neither of my parents went to college and they both worked full time jobs. And I was expected to take care of my siblings on top of going to school especially as I got older. I did well enough until I got to junior high and all of my classmates started doing things like going to camp and getting tutors to help them get ahead. All of a sudden, I was the Latina girl who was struggling to compete because they had all these advantages.”

"Exactly. If it's not fair, why should I try?"

Ms. Torres observed her quietly for a moment. "Your brother said the same thing."

"Avi?"

"He was one of my first students. He gave me trouble most of the year and then he and I talked just like you did. He told me that you were going to go do advanced classes in junior high and he felt like he missed out on his chance because he had to take care of you and your siblings."

"I didn't know."

"Because he cared about you and Dev and Anika more than anyone. And he got himself together when he realized he wanted to make sure you did more with your life."

Jackie brought her sleeve to her face and it came back wet.

-

"Behan?"

"Hey, Avi. I miss you. And I'm sorry."

He gave a chuckle over the phone. "I wish I had recorded that so I could play it back to you whenever I needed it."

"I kissed Alexa. I might be gay. I don't know. I don't want to label it right now."

"And you don't have to. You do not have to tell anyone, unless you want to, Jaks."

"I want to go to college." Her voice trembled. "I want to be a doctor. I love science and I'm good at it."

"You go do that then." He said firmly.

"Dev and Anika-"

"Will be fine. Mom and Dad will figure it out. You need to make sure you take care of you too."

"Okay. I love you, bhai."

[hoodie-lover]

My Multiverse Ask Event! #3

“UT sans why do you refuse to fight the human until they are level 19 in genocide route?”

“Because it is the only time it matters. Any other time I don’t have to worry about the world ending. If you were trapped in a world where nothing, almost nothing, you do matters, why do something that doesn’t matter? And I must say, the look on their face when I launched my first attack, and their faces afterwards, were worth it.” Sans said, smiling at the memory of their shocked face.

“Flowey if the human genocides you are aware they won't hesitate to kill you right? ps why not just pop up from the ground in the room with the human souls and take them?”

“I know. But I like watching everyone die, it’s funny as they try to stop an unstoppable threat, how they sacrifice themselves and whatnot. And if the human can beat Sans, Undyne, and slaughter almost every monster of all, why would the souls be able to do anything? Sure I could flee, but I am the Prince of the Underground, I’m going down with my ship.” Flowey said, his face appearing to be a mix of Asriel and his own before morphing back as he chuckled a sinister giggle.

“Frisk so your saying that your next reset will be a genocide if so is it because your possesses by chara or because your a bad person. ps if your possesed by chara during genocide why kill flowey knowing he is asriel? pps do you even make it to the surface after genocide?” “Chara is only there to make me remember my crimes, kill Asgore, and Flowey. And I’m not really a bad person per say, I’m just a kid having fun! And why would I return to the surface? The Underground is more fun. Asriel is dead, Flowey is someone new, and Flowey is pathetic.” Frisk said, smiling. “To all skeletons when you eat food where does it go? do you even have a stomach?” “We only eat magic-based foods so it is instantly absorbed. It just disperses and helps heal and stuff.” Papyrus said, making hand gestures to help explain it. “Error, when are you guys going to start looking for who Error once was? We can help! We know multiple versions of Error and many versions of his backstory to draw reference from. I'd start with G̵͈͇̙͖̰͇̠̥̱͍̅̿͌̀̋̄͛̇̽̒̄̿̄̑̈́̾͊̔̉̄͒̕ȩ̸̛̠̗͓̗̃̈́̏́͆̓̃̅̎͊̾̃̐͐̍̍͘͜n̸̢̢̛̲̬͎̱̘͍͎̗̯̘̭͉̦̓͗̓̓͂̀̈́̀͜͠͝͝ơ̵̢̗̼̳̥̞̱̺̭̠̅̐̐̾̽͋̋͐́̍͊̈́̈́͘͠. Trust me.” “What? We didn’t hear what you said.” Error stated, sipping some hot chocolate. Mini marshmallows danced on the surface. “Well, since you apparently can’t say who to start with, I guess we have no where to start from.” “How about we look at the timelines? Talk to the voices and see how long Error was there and what timelines had separated before and after then.” Horror said and Nightmare shrugged. “Sure.” In the Creator Realm, Maxie, Zack, Beatrice, Jana, and Jack were listening. “We all know it’s Geno right?” Maxie said and they nodded. “How about we drag this out? Make them suffer!” Jack said, and for once, Zack agreed. “It would be funny, just as long as they learn the truth eventually.” Zack said, earning a sadistic grin from Maxie. “Yay! I wonder if we can get some help in leading them astray?” Maxie said, calling over to the group asking the questions. “Wanna help us drag this out?” She asked. “UT sans when are you going to tell papyrus about resets?” “I already know. Though I have asked Sans the same question many many times.” Papyrus said, giving Sans a dirty look. Sans had come back from his sentry station for lunch. “You’d forget! Just because you know doesn’t mean you’ll remember. I’d figured out it was possible while looking through scans and other old work I look through every day. Plus knowledge of the multiverse helps.” Sans said, “I actually did tell you once, but it crushed your spirit. I didn’t want you to lose what made you, you. and I had a support group so I wasn’t handling it alone like I used to.” Sans said, Papyrus sighed in response. “UT sans how do you manage to put 29 hot dogs on a person's head and why not 30 hot dogs?” “Why not 28?” Sans said, and Papyrus groaned. “Ok ok I think we have embarrassed the boys enough, for now.... Dream any stories from your brothers past he would rather his boys not know about?” “YES!” Dream cried out and Nightmare tried to silence his brother, but he was tackled, bound, and gagged on the ground before he could make a sound. Everyone listened to Dream intently. “Nightmare, in the early days of our village’s founding, had a girlfriend.” Dream said, Nightmare thrashed on the ground as everyone gasped “Who?” Cross asked, eyes wide as he heard Chara snicker and make faces at Nightmare. “I don’t remember her, we didn’t really talk all that much, but what I do know is that,” Dream donned the smuggest and most evil smirk as he gave his brother a wicked glance, a twisted smile on his face. “Nightmare, lost his virginity to her.” Dream said and everyone went nuts. “Did he top?” Horror asked, and Killer laughed. “Was she a virgin too?” Dust cried out, looking at his struggling father. “She wasn’t, and I think he bottomed based on what he told me.” Dream said, genuinely puzzled. “So, how old were you?” Error asked, Dream thought about it. “We didn’t know at the time, as far as we’re aware, right now, we’re about 1200 years old, and the village was around for about 1,000 years, but she was about a young adult, maybe 20 or so.” Dream said, looking at his brother for confirmation. Tears were streaming down Nightmare’s face and Dream took pity on his sibling. “There, there, I only have one more to tell.” Dream said, picking up Nightmare and placing him on his lap as he cuddled him. “What’s the story?” Fresh asked, he was mostly silent but he was curious. “Nightmare’s first time drunk.” Dream said, and Nightmare froze as he tried to run away. “Nope.” Dream said, keeping Nightmare in place easily. “One day, I was given a present by someone, I don’t remember who they were. Nightmare girlfriend, Lily was her name, had long passed away by this point. They broke up but remained friends. It was a bottle of whisky, hardcore whisky.” Dream said, “Like Blue’s signature drink spiker.” Dream said and Blue gasped. “I do not spike drinks!” Blue said, huffing. “Sure.” Dream said, rolling his eyes as he continued. “Anyway, I wanted to share the gift with Nightmare, as I always did. I even broke apart, remade and regifted presents I recieved to Nightmare to make him feel better. So we drank the entire thing, Nightmare having most of it.” Dream said, clearly embarrassed. “If we had known, that night would have ended differently.” Dream told them. “Nightmare ended up singing a random song at the top of his lungs at the top of the tree. I was about to pass out most of the time. We never got drunk again, the hangover was bad.” “Ok back to embarrassing the boys, on a scale of 1 to 10 how cute is Error? this is for anyone that wants to weigh in on the Error cuteness scale. Also does he have glasses in this multi-verse and do they up his cuteness? Sorry Error you are my favorite!” “10.” Everyone said they had by this point released Nightmare. “I do have glasses, Nightmare gave them to me soon after they learned how bad my eyesight was, but I began to wear contacts when I started fighting with them.” Error said. “They were bigger and red versions of Harry Potter’s glasses, and they increase his cuteness to a solid twenty-six out of ten.” Cross said, smiling as Error blushed. “Oh I saw someone else mention how we know of many different Errors. I gotta say most of the Errors I have seen have been tortured horribly and are left in a pretty bad state. Are you sure you want to know where you came from? You can't ever go back to what you were before, and I don't want you to get hurt Error.” “I know. But, I want to know my story, I know I can’t go back, I know I have a Papyrus, Toriel, Alphys, Undyne, and all. But I never thought about it, and with the revelation that I’m an alternate timeline, I can dive a bit deeper. I know these people, and Killer, Horror, and Dust can help me. They know what it’s like.” Error said, “And I’m not asking to know about what you have put other me’s through, I can infer what you’ve done to them.” Error said, glaring. “Frisk, what do you think about the humans from other AU?s” “AUs? Do you mean, alternate universes? I was involved with many fandoms, so I know the term. Papyrus broke script last time, and Sans was acting odd a few years ago. Interesting. I must thank you, if I’m right, then I might be able to see my own handiwork again.” Frisk said. “Frisk, have you encountered Gaster yet? ps do you even know who Gaster is?” “I know who he is. Though he always disappears before I can say a word to him.” “Stretch, my tall orange jerk. How did you take the news that not only did Ink lie when he said the dark sanses took blue, but Ink was actually the one to take him and do some pretty bad things to our sweet little blueberry? What about when Ink had Dream hurt blue to keep him crashing? And how are taking Blue being more like Error now?” “I was mad, I wanted to kill him with my own hands. I let myself be fooled, and I can’t even blame myself half the time! I was just so powerless. I’m glad he’s dead.” Stretch said, grumbling as he blew out a puff of smoke. “I was ready to dust Dream right then and there, but Blue held me back. And the yellow squirt’s apology was overwhelming. I could barely go a day without a text or in-person apology, and when he finally earned my lack of distrust, we haven’t talked since aside from the occasional ‘hello’. And Blue had it worse.” “It took awhile for me to get used to Blue’s glitching. Sometimes he crashed and rebooted, those were scary and they still are. Error helped Blue and I adjust, helping us figure out Blue’s glitching triggers. Stress being a big one. I’m grateful for his help, though I may not like him.” Stretch said, lighting another cigarette. “And now the most important question ever asked... Who wants to join the Error protection squad? I'll make badges!” “ME!” Blue cried out, eyes glowing big and blue as he smiled. “Don’t forget about us!” Cross said and Error sighed as he buried himself in his outfit as everyone announced how they would join. “It’s ok Error. I’d defend you, but I don’t need a badge.” Dream said and Error smiled, he was glad his family would defend him. He felt safe, and he felt loved. “What is the worst timeline or version of this universe any of you have ever experienced? I mean, this is a multiverse. What are the darkest reaches of it?” “Aside from our own personal trauma, I think it was one of those torture AUs.” Nightmare said, and Cross snapped his fingers, realizing what Nightmare meant. “Yeah, where the people exist only to be beaten and broken, no hope, no dreams, no reason and will to live. There’s also HorrorLustFell.” Cross said and everyone shuddered. “‘Nough said.” Dust announced and everyone nodded. “Frisk you know a genocide is technically impossible because you never kill annoying dog ps what do you think of annoying dog?” “The annoying dog doesn’t count, and I never get to Alphys or the people she evacuated either. And the dog is cute, I want to cuddle them.” Frisk said, their face looking like an innocent child’s instead of a mass murderer.

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My Top 5 favorite shows of the decade (2010-2020)

Since I was a child, I had seen a lot of shows, some of them a bit boring for me, and others really memorial

To start a freshly new year, and some big changes in my Tumblr, I decided to start making this top 5 as a special post (even though I should have done it days before, but I was lazy xD). Of course (and to clarify), it will be my personal opinion and perspective; and in addition, it will be for the shows I’ve been attracted the most  It will be short, and not that deep as a real review, but you know, I’m doing this for fun (yay) 

So Let’s Start!

5.- Aggretsuko (2018)

To start this top, I decided to put this anime. Some friends recommended this to me just after season 2 aired. At first, I thought it would have been a boring office show and by seeing how cute were the characters (because Sanrio), I was like: “is that an adult show?”

Boy, I was wrong

Even if the seasons were so short, these have really well made episodes. In contrast to the shorts, it actually had a really interesting plot and a more enjoyable time (11 min episodes instead of the normal 1 min shorts) 

The anime shows how Retsuko’s life relates on every adult’s life. Starting as a worker that see things so optimistic, but learn in the hard way that life is tough. Especially when working by just a bunch of money. But when night fells, things are a bit different...

If there is one thing that made Retsuko so special, it’s her way to release her anger. The way she rages it’s so special. It’s not the typical guy who destroys things. She releases her anger by doing what she like: singing in a karaoke

It has good comedy, has some adorable characters that finally got some personality (if we take in mind that the shorts just show them as randoms with no background history) and lovely songs. Also, the love topics it’s something that it’s well handled. The story of Retsuko with Haida and Tadano, both different, but really enjoyable and cute to see Still waiting to see what season 3 will bring to us, but sure enough, it will bring some more raging of our favorite red panda...

4.- Slugterra (2012)

Ok, this show may be a bit old, but believe me. This was my childhood. Basically, it was a show where a gang leaded by Eli Shane, have to defend the 99 caverns from Dr.Black and his evil men, with the help of Slugs, small creatures that are the main ammunition for everyone (it’s a short summarize I know)

As you guess, it’s the typical battle between the good and the evil

Well, this cartoon was a masterpiece for me. An attractive story that can catch you in just 3-4 episodes, an animation that it’s so vibrant and some incredible backgrounds to watch. Every cavern has it’s own look. Including the slugs

Talking about them, there are different kinds of slugs, each of them with an unique ability. I think that I can agree with everyone that Burpy is the main slug. The most representative of all the slugs in Slugterra. But aside from him, every slug has it’s own personality (even their own names). They are like pets for Eli, and it shows the connection he had with them. Catching them it’s like catching pokemons.

The characters are also a good point of this show. Eli, the young leader, an adventurer and a guy who follows always the good steps of his father; Trixie, the extrovert girl that it’s always there with her camera; Kord, the troll mechanic, but that deep inside, he is a cutiepie; and Pronto, that guy who always keeps exagerating his stories, but it’s always there to keep the team united. All of them are really memorable, and enjoyable to watch

All 5 seasons and their movies managed to filled all the plot holes the show had. The reasons of why Black became a villain, the legacy and mistery of the Shadow Clan, and more. In addition, it even had a game in the app store. Isn’t that amazing?

This was the show of my childhood, and deserved to be in this top 

3.- OK:KO Let’s be heroes (2017)

A really underrated show, OK:KO Let’s be Heroes is a show that got a lot of hate for no reason. But for me, this show was one of the best things CN had after a long time of bad reboots and shows

This cartoon is developed in a video game world, in the year 201X. Here we got the story of a small kid, KO, whose biggest dream is to become one of the greatest heroes of the plaza, just like the another guys out there. While having his adventures, he is always with the company of this two colleagues, Rad, a young alien, and Enid, a ninja witch

What to say about it? For me, it’s a show that got good over time. For example, you can compare the animation from the pilot and season 3 episodes, and you’ll see how much it improved from that point. In addition, it’s a really stylish animation that matches with the fights that the show have (and believe me, there is a lot) and some good soundtracks to enjoy the enviroment. And believe me, these are so good that you want to listen them again and again (Happened to me with Ernesto’s Jam)

It sure not have one of the best comedies, but it sure have some positive messages and plot lines. The path that KO follows to become a greater hero, shows a big example of resiliance and effort. And talking about plot lines, we got the stories of POINT and Professor Venemous. They started as simple characters and organizations that didn’t look like much, but as the story continued, it shows a big relation with KO’s past and some other heroes backstories

It’s sad that CN ended up killing this show, not promotioning it, and even not giving it so much time to air (you only found the show in a horrible time, like 1am in my country). Even if this cartoon managed to tied up some loose ends, it didn’t tie them all. It had the potential for more, but CN lost a great opportunity

But in the end, KO will live in our hearts, as our little hero...

2.- The Amazing World of Gumball (2011)

Oh man, this cartoon. The once called a “kids show” but ended up being something more. 

A cartoon that shows the crazy and incredible adventures of Gumball in the city of Elmore. A unique world, where everyone have a special design, or different animation. Examples are Alan, Clayton or Ocho

Here we have Gumball’s family, his brother Darwin, his sister Anais, and his parents, Nicole and Richard Watterson. A special family, that always get involved in crazy things, but in the end, there is good chemestry in all the members. 

What to say about it? Over it’s 6 seasons, it managed to gave us some good laughs. Most of the jokes are so clever (there are even hints of black humor) and in addition, there are episodes that made satire of some special topics (”The Copycats” and “The Shippening”). Also, it does not only gives us laughs, but also talk about real life; for example, the SJWs, the censorship of videogames, depression and even the reality of politics. This is the funny reason why we are always asking ourselves: “Is this a kids show?”

Also, remarking this one more time, the special thing about TAWOG is that it does not have one single animation. It includes, 2D, 3D, 8-bit, Stop Motion; in short, a variety of them to enjoy. A compilation of characters with a unique animation and personality, made all Elmore people so interesting and memorable. 

While it’s sad that TAWOG ended up in a cliffhanger, most of the fans are still waiting for a movie. Let’s be honest, this show deserved an opportunity to close the loose ends it had left. And what a better way to do it than a movie? (Not to mention that even Ben himself had made a Tweet about this)

We’ll see if time is our friend now...

1.- Penn Zero: Part Time Hero (2014)

And to end this personal top, this special show. Also known as the “AU show” for some fans; this was, in my opinion, the best show I’ve ever seen in the whole decade

First of all, a brief explanation of this masterpiece. It's basically a show where our protagonist, Penn Zero, works as a Part Time Hero, and everyday he goes to different dimesions with the objective of stopping the plans of the Part Time Villains, Rippen and Larry; with the help of his friends Sashi, the Part Time Sidekick and Boone, the Part Time Wiseman

What does Penn Zero got that attracked me the most? First of all, the worlds. There is always a special detail that made each world unique. Like, a world with dinosaurs and cowboys, or a prehistoric world where the heroes work as agents. Also, each world have a nice background, that really fits with the theme of the missions. For example, we got the cereal world, where the cliffs have the figure of milk boxes

Then, the dynamic each team follows. As you can guest, this is a good vs evil show, but with something unique. They are not exactly heroes and villains, it’s just a part-time job they take. And of course, they get payed (I think? xD). Well, the thing is, even though they love to destroy each other in their missions, in real life, they are just chill and normal people... well, kinda. We can see how Rippen always loves to give Penn bad scores as revenge for defeating him everyday. 

Even though the show only had 2 seasons, it managed to explain well all the plot planified. Showing the backstory of Rippen and his ambitions of becoming a full-time villain, and the story of Penn in an attempt to recover his parents from “The Most Dangerous World Imaginable” (his main objective) 

The animation is a really fluent, and even though it doesn’t have a lot of songs like the other shows I mentioned before, you can enjoy the few it had. Well developed characters, great humor; and best of all, you can imagine any AU you want, and it will fits with all the 5 main characters

It’s kinda sad that Penn Zero only got 2 seasons, this last one, aired in just 18 days (just imagine that the fandom waited 2 years for new episodes, and in few days, the show just dissapeared). Disney wasted a lot of potential on this, but believe me, this show was one truly underrated, but amazing in every aspect

And that’s it. I hope you enjoy this small top 5 I made. I’ll probably make another one, but, we’ll see. Thank you for reading until this part if you manage to get here c: 

[eriisaam]

Nobody: 

Me: Who wants moar streetracer AU crumbs? 8D

Road Wyvern (name tentative), owned by Camilla.

In a family fractured between streetracers and nons, she’s at odds with Xander between her passion as a racer and his massive concern for her safety, especially when as I mentioned last time for another sketch I did way back, Camilla was in a pretty bad wreck once before, and badly scarred the left side of her face while losing her left eye. (However, said accident wasn’t quite as “accidental” as it all seemed.) Occasionally, she hitches an additional seat for more mundane rides, but takes full advantage of her mostly dark palette during late night races not to be easily told in her daytime ongoings with the same bike. She’s a leader of a group of bike enthusiasts who may or may not be involved in lots of underground (probably) after dark streetrace circuits.

She is currently in a relationship with a budding med trainee, Erin, who found her at the scene of her accident and helped stabilize her long enough to go to the hospital. Because Erin can’t drive for crap, Camilla offered to drive for her, eventually easing her into outright drive dates together.

Silent Dragon, owned by Kamui (male Corrin). To Xander’s dismay, Kamui took up a bike and racing after heavy encouragement from Camilla, who similarly encouraged her other siblings. However, with Garon’s horribleness, combined with the increasingly high tension between Camilla and Xander, Kamui, at a loss of how not to make it so much worse, eventually runs away from home and rides off. In the time he disappeared, tensions broke so much that Camilla’s and Xander’s arguments eclipsed, they both said things they’ve soon regretted, and it all came to head when, while Xander was out trying and failing to find Kamui, Camilla was involved in  the aforementioned wreck.Although Kamui wasn’t personally involved in said wreck, he blamed himself for leaving and leading to said turn of events, so while he visited Camilla when she was too bad off to realize he was there, he avoided his family even worse so after the incident.

By complete chance, Kamui wound up being roomates in the college dorms with Erin, and Eclair, while neighbors with Dash, Sparrow and Lyon, and as Camilla eventually got close enough to Erin to find out Kamui lived with them. The accident didn’t even cross her mind in favor of her massive joy and relief to find him again where she then proceeded to blow the landline up to no end of their dorm thereafter for a long while. 

Happy Dream. Rider is Gunnthra.  Jokingly/mockingly, people also dubbed it “Hello Ktty” for how obnoxiously kawaii it is, but for the sake of not having my kneecaps busted by Sanrio, it’s officially Happy Dream.

Gunnthra is a budding racer who had aspirations to have a pretty bike and by gawd she’s gonna get it. After running into Teru in his garage shop, and with him humoring her request for Happy Dream to be modded in all its brightly colored glory, it turned out she’s terrifyingly good in races, despite how caught off guard most get to see her bike, and through her unbridled joy and thrill of getting the hang of streetracing, it reignites Teru’s own interest to help her and relive his glory days through proxy of her.

Falchion, owned by Chrom. Its initial name was supposed to be Falcon, but Chrom got nervous and typoed the name while registering it, so Falchion it is.

He’s the least experienced out of anyone in streetracing, and quite honestly has no business at it. The reason he got roped into it at all is cuz he thought Sparrow and Lyon were cute, wanted to find a way to get to know them and break the ice, and Camilla, being Camilla, swooped in all “well biking’s cool, they’ll probably dig bikers. :) “

By pure luck and happenstance, he’s thankfully enough of a natural not to seriously break himself, surprisingly won his first race, and it took all the nerves in his not-quite-as-ylissian-but-whatever-this-AU body to try to pretend like he knew what he’s doing (while screaming internally), and how he has to live his lie to save face.

Except Sparrow and Lyon were way easier to impress than he thought, and both would’ve liked him just as well if he had any remote interest in games and anime but shhhhh...

Demon King, owned by Lyon. Between him and Sparrow, he has more experience in streetracing than he initially lets on.

While normally, Lyon is just another student trying to get by, he’s secretly more of an adrenaline junkie than he lets on. Partially, he started off stressed to a point of falling sick (often and repeatedly) out of stress, tension, taking way too much of his studies all at once, and the heavy, heavy inferiority complex he has of whether or not he could ever hold a candle to the name Vigarde made for himself in the social network.

Turns out, however, Vigarde was not just a big name in the public eye, but in the underground as well in his prime, and he was the previous owner of Demon King before he forced himself to retire from the public eye due to his ailing health. While Vigarde was supportive of Lyon’s pursuits of knowledge, and was open to the idea of letting him one day inherit Demon King, he initially hesitated on the idea up until he tried his first streetrace with a different bike he borrowed and won.

Although initially trying to ground himself and swear off the idea, he unfortunately was overcome by the sheer thrill and energy from the adrenaline rush of such a reckless and chaotic sport, he eventually does end up taking Demon King after all, albeit not simply for commute as his father believed. Though he maintains a calm, fairly friendly and helpful demeanor in schoolwork, he is described as having a completely different personality in races he takes part in, being highly competitive and surprisingly terrifying, living up the reputation of a speed demon.

I’ll be honest, I have no crumbs for Dimitri, or any real plot thoughts about the Blue Lion, but someone requested a bike for Dimitri, and also this gives me a chance to share thoughts of the other people:

- Erin is a student studying medicine, and while it’s debatable how much of it is outright her job just yet, she’s a trainee, and she happened to be around when Camilla was in her wreck to stabilize her and call an ambulance for her, saving her life. When Camilla sought her out to find her again, the two got closer to a point of dating, and it’s through her that she eventually reunited with her estranged brother, Kamui. Though she doesn’t drive at all, and she harbors all manner of history that would imply she should be against biking and streetracing, she doesn’t get in Camilla’s way of her clear passion for riding bikes despite her experiences. She also is frenemies with Kyo, to a point her rivalry with him is bad enough to make her recognize when he pulls up on campus from the sound of his engine. She is just as familiar of Camilla’s engine to otherwise perk up at the sound of Camilla pulling up similarly.

-  Kyo is an on-again off-again biker who cycles through more bikes than clothes. He owns a penthouse to live elsewhere, he works as a charmer off-campus, and he initially catches the interest of Kamui and Eclair in trying to charm both of them, whom Erin and lightly so Sparrow are less than convinced of his virtues behind why, especially as they unfortunately got to know both have pretty big and powerful family connections (well, Lyon too, but still...) He made an enemy out of Thorr, so much so that she tried to task a hit against him, only for the hit to target Teru instead (who unfortunately looks similar) which caused Teru to be permanently stuck with crutches, was the cause of Camilla’s accident, and nearly killed the one doing the hit, all in one fell swoop, just on the vain attempt to get Kyo to stop coming near her son Eclair. To say she was infuriated to find out Kyo came out of it all unscathed and still trying to woo her son is an understatement.

- Sparrow, whose actual name is Jase, uses the handle of “Sparrow” this AU based on her online aliases as she works for commission on art, this also being her major. She tends to be the most keen on upkeep of keeping the place tidy and not on fire. She knows more than she lets on about Lyon’s underground antics and suspects Chrom’s doing far more than he could actually handle, but so long as they and Dash stay alive and well, that’s about as much as she has the spoons to care for. She’s slightly more accommodating to Kyo, but not as unsuspecting of him completely like Kamui of his intentions with him and Eclair.

- Eclair is actually named Magni, and is the son of Thorr and nephew of Loki, both of whom are powerful people with heavy social influence, including in the underground. He is, effectively, a son of a mafioso, and despite meaning well this time around and trying to have a more genuine mother-son relationship to him this time, Thorr is still too smothering, controlling, and too much of a helicopter parent to have a particularly healthy relationship with all the same (but at least this time around, the three aren’t so all powerful as to delete countries with a passing fart, so, yay.) This unfortunately left him bright-eyed, naive, and very babie-vibed of the world of college life, which he only got into because Loki happens to like to give him leeways, be it to have Cool Aunt dibs and/or to piss Thorr off on purpose otherwise. While he isn’t so hopeless as to not function in the normal world, he unfortunately is still hopelessly naive all the same, which led to Erin and Sparrow being much more protective of him and Kamui.

[girls-scenarios]

Not Just a Rumor

Idol: Olivia Hye (Loona)

Prompt: Hey could you do loona hyejoo where false rumours are spread around the school that her and reader are dating but she hates it bc she has a crush on reader

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: I’m using Olivia’s real name Hyejoo in this scenario (and everyone else’s real names too), just so everyone knows. Again, I’ve been writing things and meaning to have them up early, but then stuff happens, so I’m sorry for not being as active as I want to be. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!

♡ Tip Jar♡

At first, it hadn’t seemed like much. It had been something Hyejoo flushed upon hearing, but dismissed as nothing, because she hadn’t though that the school would care. Now, she wished she’d done something about it before, because suddenly the entire school cared way too much about her non-existent love life, and she hated it.

“If one more person asks me if I’m dating (Y/N), I’m going to scream,” she said as she slammed her locker door closed, face red with both embarrassment and annoyance. “How did this rumor even start?”

“I already told you,” Chaewon chirped from beside her with a smile, enjoying this way too much. “Someone said they saw you with (Y/N) in the library before school started and wondered if you guys were dating. And then it snowballed from there.”

“That’s dumb. I already explained that! We know each other from physics class, and whenever we happen to be at the library at the same time, we study together. That’s it, that’s all that happened.” The hall was packed with students, and some of them shot her looks, whispering behind their hands as they passed. Groaning, Hyejoo pulled her hat down further to hide her eyes and grabbed Chaewon’s arm. “Come on, let’s just get to class.”

“People are going to think you’re cheating on (Y/N).” Yeojin’s voice came from behind her, and she turned to see her standing there with a grin on her lips, wiggling her eyebrows. Beside her, Yerim gave Hyejoo a sympathetic smile.

“I hate you,” Hyejoo said, meaning for it to sound intimidating. But she just sounded like she was pouting, which made Yeojin snicker.

“Cute.”

“Yeojin, stop teasing. You know our Hyejoo is having a hard time right now.”

“Thanks, Yerim. You’re all I have.”

“So I just don’t exist, huh?” Chaewon huffed and leaned all her weight onto the other girl, making her stumble. “I’ve been right here by your side this whole time!”

“You’re hardly any better than Yeojin,” Hyejoo pointed out, trying to push the other girl away. “I’m suffering here, you know.”

“Since it’s the weekend, do you want to come over to my place tonight? We can play video games and order some pizza and then you can tell us why you hate this rumor so much.” Yerim smiled and reached out to pat the younger girl’s shoulder, and Hyejoo finds herself smiling in return despite the circumstances. Nobody could ever not smile around Yerim.

“I’d really like that.”

“Yay, a sleepover at Yerim’s! I’ll bring my new Switch!”

“I’ll bring ice cream!”

“Great, I’ll let my mom know! Let’s have lots of fun tonight, girls!”

-

Late that night, after they’d all eaten their fill of pizza and played a couple rounds of Mario Party, Yerim flopped back onto her bed and wrapped her arms around her pillow, looking down at Hyejoo who was making a bed on the floor with Chaewon.

“So, are you going to tell us why this rumor has you so upset?” Her eyes were kind, like they always were, and Hyejoo swallowed, nervous about finally saying her feelings out loud.

“Well. I’ve liked (Y/N) for a long time, but I’ve never had the courage to say anything, since we don’t really know each other that well. But when this rumor started going around, it just made me feel weird. Like now everyone knows this secret that I’ve wanted to say for so long.”

“It’s not like you started the rumor,” Chaewon said, tilting her head. “Do you think that (Y/N) thinks that?”

“Well, no. But it still feels weird! Like, Yerim and Yeojin, how would you guys have felt if someone started saying that you were dating before you actually started dating?” Hyejoo pointed at the two girls on the bed, who looked at each other.

“I feel like I would have been embarrassed,” Yerim said slowly, putting her chin in her palm. “I can see where you’re coming from.”

“I would have just confessed! You’ve already got a rumor going around, might as well, right?” Yeojin shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t see what the big idea is.”

“Yeojin!” Yerim elbowed her girlfriend, not hard enough to hurt but enough to get her point across, and Yeojin pretended to zip her lips. “Anyway, Hyejoo. I understand why you’re so upset, but it should die down soon. You know how rumors are. People are interested for a few days and then they find something else. I’m sure it will blow over soon.” Yerim gave her a smile. “Plus, you have us. We’ll help you get through this.”

“I still don’t see why you can’t just ask them out,” Yeojin muttered under her breath, but Hyejoo chose to ignore her, smiling to herself and focusing on Yerim’s words instead. Yeah, she could handle this.

“Thanks, Yerim. I needed this talk.”

“Of course! That’s what I’m here for!”

“Can we have a pillow fight now?” Chaewon asked, peeked up over Hyejoo’s shoulder. With a laugh, Hyejoo rolled her eyes and clutched her pillow close, ready to swing. She was really lucky to have friends that made her worries slide right off her shoulders.

“Only if you’re ready to lose!”

-

Monday morning found Hyejoo sitting in the library once again, looking up at you as you pulled out the chair across from her and sent her a little smile. The air was a little more awkward than it usually was, and as Hyejoo shyly smiled back, a little flush on her cheeks, she knew it was because of the rumor.

“Good morning,” she said, voice soft as she glanced over at the door, out of instinct. Was anyone watching?

“Good morning. Last time we were in here, we caused quite the stir, didn’t we,” you said as you sat down, looking a bit embarrassed yourself.

Heart pounding, she opened her physics book and tried not to think too much about the words coming out of her mouth. “No kidding. I’m kind of surprised you even came today, to be honest.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I thought you might want to stay away, just in case the rumor started back up.”

For a moment, you were quiet, and when she glanced up to look at you, you were flipping through the pages in your textbook, face unreadable. But then a small smile spread over your lips and you looked up, locking eyes with hers. “I have a good time whenever I’m here with you. So I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Immediately, Hyejoo felt her face flush and she quickly looked away, trying to calm her rapidly-beating heart. What was this? Were you trying to give her a heart attack? “Oh,” she replied weakly, hoping that she wasn’t too obvious as she fidgeted under the table and pretended to go back to her textbook. “That’s good, then.”

“Hey, Hyejoo?”

She dared to look up at you. “Yes?”

“What did you think when you first heard the rumor?”

Again, her cheeks colored and she took a deep breath, collecting herself. What should she tell you? She could tell you the truth, but the truth might make it look like she didn’t want to date you. And if she lied, how would she lie? What could she even say? The question was hard, and she resisted the urge to groan, wishing she could just melt into the ground.

“Um. Well, it was kind of weird. Hearing a rumor that involved me, I mean. And kind of embarrassing, since everyone kept asking me about it.” That seemed like a good enough answer, and she mustered a smile. “What about you?”

“Kind of weird, like you said. But when I thought about it, I guess I didn’t mind the idea of dating you.”

Hyejoo choked on air. “Uh, what?”

“I’m saying that I wouldn’t mind if the rumor was true.” Your cheeks were flushed now, and she pinched herself under the table to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. “Sorry if that’s weird.”

“No! No, it’s not weird! I was just caught off guard, that’s all.” Both of you were blushing now, and she knew if anyone saw the two of you like this, the rumor would explode. But right now, she didn’t care, her heart pounding in her chest and a shy smile sliding across her features. “Um, I wouldn’t mind if the rumor was true either. That’s why I found it so embarrassing. Because I kind of like you.”

Laughing, you brought your hands up to cover your face for a moment, leaning back into your chair. “Oh my god, this whole time I could have already confessed? I was so scared that you didn’t like me!”

“I was the same,” she said with a laugh of her own, watching with bated breath as you pulled your hands away from your face and placed them on the table, clearing your throat.

“Sorry that it took a rumor for me to say this, but will you go out with me, Hyejoo?”

A smile so big it hurt appeared on her face, and she felt her heart swell inside her chest as she took a leap of courage and reached out to hold your hands in her own. She couldn’t believe that this was actually happening, but at the same time, she was so happy she could burst. “Oh wow. Yes. I’ll definitely go out with you.”

“Than can I tell everyone that it’s not just a rumor anymore?” You were visibly excited, grinning just as wide as she was as you played with her fingers, and she began to giggle. Who would have known that what started out as a nuisance would end up leading to this happiness?

“Just let me tell friends first. I’m sure they can’t wait to hear about this.”

[hongkongdramas]

Barrack O’ Karma

Yay to creepy and mysterious themed dramas! I have always liked such drama themes. So currently I’ve only watched till episode 4 and I have started to like it. The first two episode under the story ‘梦’ wasn’t impressive to me. It was exciting at some point in time but excitement level went into a flat line again... I would assume that it was an opening to show how Siu (Joel Chan) has this connection to his past life through his dreams. But it was a little too draggy by the some what random robbery case and a murder case in the prostitute house. And I was bored out of some unnecessary conversation going on which was a tad bit too long...

Episode 2 to 4 was way more interesting compared to the first two. I liked how Candice Chiu portrayed the mother that lost her child. That story for ‘婴’ kept me really curious as to what Mrs Ho wanted and the paranoia that the baby’s mother went through was so pitiful. Even though there were a lot of conversational scenes on some baby care methods, i think it was necessary for them to show the transition of how the baby’s mother trusted Mrs Ho to starting to suspect her weird behaviors. Now i’m looking forward to the other stories and now how they ended episode 4 with a flight turbulence!

The next story “娃” was interesting too. What started off as an uncomfortable involvement with dolls for men’s pleasure ended up to be a sad story about how a father felt so lonely after his daughter grew up. But this episode is filled with so much jokes that are so not for children.. 🙂 Anyway kudos for having an interracial couple and the first I’ve seen in a hk drama. Speaks so much about being accepting and diverse.

Following that was “鴉烏” (is it on purpose that they put the name the other way round? Or should I be reading it from right to left instead...) which has a pretty sad ending. Deep meanings in this story... the pressure from society and high expectations from parents on kids nowadays are really prevalent. The moment Tung-Tung said he didn’t want to grow up to face the hardship as an adult related to me so much. It was sad to see everyone losing their memory about Tung-Tung and finally even Tung-Tung himself losing his memory about his parents.

“異夢” was refreshing because it finally brought us back to the past to understand more about their past life (if there is some reincarnation thingy going on). It was so cool to see the opposite of what was happening like how it was Sis Coco dreaming of future Siu while in present life was Siu dreaming of Coco. And also Law Lan Jeh’s cameo!!! The lesbian case was ordinary but I guess it was necessary to link up the stolen $ and the release of Brother Hung.

Finally I got my question answered in these episodes. During Tung-Tung’s case, I was wondering so much on why Tung-Tung’s parent didn’t bat an eyelid when Alex came in to find out why they were arguing so loud. It felt like Alex wasn’t there at all... and I finally found my answer at the end of “洞”. Is Alex dead??? Mmmmm. Have to watch on I guess. Anyway, IMO, there wasn’t much of a supernatural thing going on in “洞”... (other than the fact that the hole in the wall was the creepy element to it) I guess there was an inspirational message going on throughout the story of pursuing one’s dream like how Mia finally found her calling and decided to put in effort in achieving what she wanted. Of course it wouldn’t have been possible without the help of that guy {forgot that guy’s name.. shall call him chicken little like how Siu called him}. Chicken Little was the one who made Mia realize her goal in life despite been an annoying keyboard warrior his whole life...

Next was “金丁” which was the weirdest shit story ever... I was totally baffled at the entire story with that weird ass theory of getting happiness after sleeping with that guy... I think this was the worst story ever that I have nothing to say about it..

Yuki Jeh is actually very pretty!! Her “美魔女” story was interesting because it linked back to her mum in the past. So we get to toggle back and forth between past and present to see the reason for her obsession with beauty. Too bad Yuki Jeh went bonkers till the end.. I wasn’t expecting her to use the cotton wool to wipe it on her face when Shui left 😅

DR POONNNN! Like everyone else, I was anticipating and waiting and waiting for Dr Poon to appear and there she is!!! But she appeared for such a short duration :( Anyway, the story of “Simone” was so cute!!!! I really like the part when they enter the gaming story. The augmented reality they were in was so interesting! And the story really shows how scary technology can be in our digital world. The manifestation of technology, especially in the world of augmented and virtual reality, can be dangerous where our personal data are constantly being collected for other purposes... the love story was just an added feature.. Hahahah KELLY CHEUNG was gorgeous!! And that Big White Duel reference there was cool! Plus also, they were finally revealing the ultimate story behind Siu, Alex, Fai and Coco. Teacher Lam is super mysterious and I’m really wondering what is that “thing” that he refers to suspiciously.

Last story!! 夢遊. Okay actually I’m only till the last second episode. Wow mind blown. They actually came up with some sci-fi thingy where you’d have to almost drown to time travel...? Okay that was out of the blue.. and omg don’t tell me Lam Gor Zai is some cat demon that kills people.

Finished Barrack O’ Karma and I was a little confused at the ending and also annoyed at the fact that they spent a whole 3-5 mins nearing the end to show flashbacks other then providing us with a little more details for the story.

Instead of looking at Lam Gor Zai being a real cat demon or some sort, I would rather view Lam Gor Zai suffering from mental illness as a result. His horrible past (the sacrificial burial) might caused him to suffer from PTSD and resulted in him having DID (dissociative identity disorder) hence the “cat demon”. The cat demon was the other personality he had that harms people. Just like M. Night Shyamalan’s Split movie starring James McAvoy having 24 split personalities, the “Beast” was just one of the personality that goes around harming people. 

The final ending was the confusing part. Initially, the part where Coco and Siu (who time traveled) were almost dying on the boat, I thought that if Coco were to die and Siu to survive, Siu would not drown in the present time and Alex would have been declared dead from the missing flight. And if Coco were to survive and Siu to die, Alex would have survived in the present time and found from the missing flight while Siu would have drowned in the water tank. Boy was I wrong... instead, I would think that for Siu to time travel and have altered the past, it has created a whole new dimension in the present where characters we have seen had a whole new story in their lives but yet a striking similarity to what we have seen in the past episodes. (e.g Mia who is now a star with that chicken little who may have a special connection to her, Yuki Jeh who is now blind and unable to “appreciate” the beauty she has, Tung-tung who is now with his family and his dad a common bus driver etc.) As for Alex, she is now (coincidentally still) a flight attendant while Siu now a pilot. The eye contact and tears in their eyes may have brought forth the familiarity both had for each other just like how Alex said that she felt this homey feeling when entering Twilight Mansion and that it felt as if she had been here the whole time. 

Oh there was this weird scene where we see Lam Gor Zai and the older version of him (played by Lau Kong) carrying on to Lan Po. Seriously confused by this... I need some explanations here... That was so out of the blue...

Overall, I really enjoyed myself watching this drama with every subplot and ultimately the main story on reincarnation and time travel. Kudos! Looking forward to the sequel which has been green-lit!

[willowdrabbles]

A million dreams part 2

Yutaka Tennoji x MC

Post wedding

Part 1 here 

Word count: 2009

Rated :M for language and intense situations.

Here is part 2 already! Only mention of Tennoji in this part, but there will be almost all him in the third part! (Which is already in the works yay!) I’m gonna tag @rubycomments since you enjoyed the first part so much! Comments and likes mean so much to me, reminds me that someone out there actually likes this crap I spew lol.

“I’m. An. Id.i.ot.” She muttered, banging her head on the elevator wall with every enunciation. A dull thud echoing every word. Eiki gently slid his hand in between her skull and the metal and chuckled as she was not phased to stop.

“I don’t think so. Just as hot tempered as your husband up there. Have you adapted his ways? Or is that some sort of new foreplay you guys do?”

“Help. Pervert alert. We’ve got a new Kyobashi.” Ellina said monotone, finally stopping her head banging when the elevator came to a halt.

“Now that is uncalled for.” Eiki said, feigning hurt as they exited the elevator and heading for the door. “You realize what he’s thinking right?”

“I’m not sure anymore!” Ellina wailed, shrugging in desperation. “I get the whole worrying about me, I haven’t seen my husband it weeks! I worry about him too but I thought.... I thought...” the pain in her chest pinged again, demanding she take a deep breath before tears welled up. “I thought we were over this after last time.”

“That’s why you brought up Yuuka’s case.” Eiki said it more as a statement than a question. “Because your brother was involved he made that jab out of concern and you lashed back thinking he really believed you would put personal feelings before the case.” He finished, glancing at her from the corner of his eye as they got into the car.

“I’m not sure what to think. I shouldn’t have gotten angry and said that. It was a low blow.” She sighed and rested her arm on the window sill, palming her chin and watching the traffic speed by.

“If you didn’t he probably would have kept pushing. He’s worried is all. I’ll bet anything he’s kicking himself as we speak for letting his worry get in between you and your work.” Eiki smiled reassuringly but Ellina only groaned.

“Oh no I hope not... No one is to blame here.” She murmured, slightly jumping when Eiki patted her hand. It was still a little hard to get used to his overly friendly and touchy demeanor.

“Well, even if he is, you guys will work it out. Now let’s get you some food and your change of clothes and get to it!” Eiki drummed on the steering wheel and grinned stepping on the gas. 

Many hours later after their undercover shift, once she had finished changing back into her normal clothes instead of her ‘struggling woman’ clothes, Ellina hopped into the car with Eiki. Eiki put a bag of buns in between them and handed her a coffee cup.“Thank’s Eiki.” Ellina said, taking the steaming cup from his hands. He nodded back at her. 

“No problem! Man I’m beat but you did great work out there I’m so proud!” Eiki cheered, pulling away from the nearby small station they usually changed at. “You got a meeting set up, half of a confession, and with that who know’s what else will be linked to the other case! You’re amazing Ellina!”

“Don’t you think your praise is a little over the top?” Ellina said, taking a long sip and letting the warmth spread through her. “I would have botched it if not for your suggestions on things to say.”

“Look at you picking up some slang from Yutaka!” Eiki laughed, earning him a glare. “No waaaayyyy, you’re awesome at what you do! I wouldn’t be able to pull off the innocent, absent, girly stare enough to convince him to open up to me.”

“Just because you said girly I’ll let that one slide.” Ellina grumbled at him, earning another laugh from Eiki as they pulled up to the precinct. 

“But really good job. Let’s get this information to boss and finish up for the night, you’re gonna need some sleep for tomorrow’s big finale!” Eiki cheered, thrusting a fist up in the air. Ellina laughed.

“Getting a bit ahead of yourself aren’t you?” She giggled, enjoying his antics the whole way up to the 7th floor. 

“Welcome back you two.” Kirisawa said as they walked in, the office dead silent besides the sound of him shuffling papers. “You guys are pretty late, everyone else has gone home.”

“We just wanted to debrief you then head out. If we stay too late we might not make our meet up tomorrow.” Eiki grinned, dropping off his radio and earpiece on his desk as Ellina did the same.

“Oh, did you guys catch a break?” Kirisawa put his papers down and looked at them expectantly. Quickly they both broke down the information they gathered, the meeting tomorrow, and the supplies and backup they thought would work best. 

“Perfect. We’ve got a lock down on where the ship for the human trafficking is at, but if we don’t time it right we may not catch everyone involved. With your information we’ll probably be able to catch them all at once. Good work you two, go get some sleep and we’ll get all the paperwork done all at once.” Kirisawa dismissed them with a wave. 

“Thanks boss.” They both nodded at the praise, gathering what few personal belongings they left in the office and headed out. 

With the thought of heading home plaguing her, Ellina felt her shoulder’s slump and worry begin to eat at her again. How would she face Tennoji after exploding on him earlier? She was so tired she wasn’t quite walking straight, She started to get more worried that in her exhausted state she would only make things worse. Tripping over a crack in the sidewalk, Eiki grabbed her arm and steadied her. She offered him a mumbled thanks as he let her go. Suddenly his hand clamped down on her shoulder, keeping her from walking.

“Your brother is staying just down the street isnt he?” Eiki asked quickly, tilting his head and staring into her face. Ellina nodded quickly, not sure what he was getting at. 

“Do you think he’ll mind us crashing there tonight? I for sure missed the last train and I don’t want to head all the way home and feel like I’m just turning around to come back.” Eiki whined, giving her a pleading stare. “He’s got a big place right? being a big shot doctor and all that?”

“Well y-yeah but....” 

“Please! I’ll crash on the couch! Or the floor wherever you deem fit!” Eiki begged, eventually she caved into his soft golden gaze and sighed.

“Yeah, I’ve got a spare key and he’s working nights still under surveillance. We’ll be out of there before he gets there.” She turned around and headed the opposite direction of home, feeling an odd mix of guilt and relief. Man she was a coward. 

“Don’t worry! Tomorrow after we get all this settled I’ll buy you both food!” Eiki flashed her his biggest most grateful grin. 

“Extra large pork cutlet bowl!” Ellina smiled softly back at him, but it didn’t last as her shoulder’s drooped once more, her thought’s going back to Tennoji and how he would be home alone. 

An arm dropped on top of her head. “H-Hey!” She yelped, pushing up on his elbow that refused to budge. “Eiki!” She complained, resorting to poking him in the ribs, making him laugh and dance out of her reach. 

“No frowns! Tomorrow we’re gonna get this closed up and you’ll have that hot spring trip to look forward to!” 

Ellina paused to look at him, struggling with the surge of emotions filling her. The things she wanted, the things she had to say to Tennoji. With a sigh she looked up at the moon above. A million dreams would be keeping her up tonight. 

“So you’re sure this is what you want?” 

For what felt like the millionth time Ellina nodded frantically. It was easy to keep up the desperate act, to make her hands shake as though she was in withdrawl, though it was nerves and fear making them shimmer. The girl with her gasped and nodded as well. She was just a poor victim in this, but she had no quarrel’s with helping place bombs for her next fix. 

The three perps in front of her were perfectly average men. Maybe a little dirty and skittish, but if she was not a trained detective, she would have never looked at them twice. Their planning was interesting, offering a drug deal in exchange for some ‘grunt work’ right in front of the rehab center was different. Who would look for someone so blatantly breaking the law in broad daylight? The arrogance made ehr unsettled, feeling like she was missing something. Her gun hidden in her boot felt like a hot iron pressed into her leg, the wire on her stomach as well. 

The courtyard was pretty strategically placed in their favor, filled with plants and trees. Their meeting spot was between a few trees, making vision undoubtedly difficult. She knew somewhere across the street, listening and watching would be two officers, waiting for the perps to lead her and the other girl to ‘the stash.’ They would follow and when the time was right, they would have backup units on scene. Eiki was just inside the facility, most likely watching from the windows. “So when-” She began, when an overly familiar voice called her name.

“Ellina!” 

Instinctively she turned, time and sound seeming to freeze as she did so. Even before she fully turned around her eyes widened as she realized her mistake.  An entirely rookie mistake. Stomach dropping through the ground, Ellina wanted to cry at what she had just done. Across the street was Yuuka, waving at her as she moved to cross towards them. 

“Who- Hey you said your name was Ryoko!” The perp that had been doing the most talking took a step back, his eyes narrowing at her. Yuuka called her name again. 

“Wait no-” Ellina started, turning back towards the four around her. Fear clogging up her throat as they all shifted away from her, each of them tensing up as they all realized what was happening. To her everything seemed to slow then move in hyper speed.

“Damnit this was a set up!” The second perp grabbed the other girl, dialing the phone in his hand. 

“Ellina what-” Eiki’s voice cut into her ear, before he was cut off by the sound of a grunt. His voice continued to fill her earpiece, but it was mostly incoherent cursing. 

“Move!” The head perp yelled, all three of them turnign and bolting, the main perp firmly dragging the unnamed girl with him, she seemed confused for a moment before being willing to side with the drug dealers over the cops. 

“Damnit!” Ellina yelled, dashing after them. Yuuka called her name once more and Ellina paused to yell over her shoulder. “Get out of here Yuuka! Get away!” She yelled as loud as possible, her feet pounding across the pavement after the perps.

“Waita-” Eiki’s voice cut into her ear once more just as she tackled two of the perps to the ground. One hit his head on a cement planter on the way down. Out cold, Ellina grabbed her gun from her boot and bashed it into the back of the other perp’s neck, grimacing as he went limp under her.

“Freeze now!” Ellina snarled, pointing her gun at the third perp who still had a grip on the arm of the poor girl. 

He stopped all the same, almost at the edge of the courtyard, turning slowly, keeping the shaking girl in front of him. Ellina glared at him, her gun not wavering. 

“Ellina get out of there!” Eiki’s sudden scream filled not only her ear but the courtyard as well, right before the entrance to the rehab facility exploded. 

“Eiki!” Ellina gasped, ducking from the explosion. Looking back up towards the perp and the girl, he shot her a sadistic grin, his eyes wild and unsane right before more explosions filled her ears and the courtyard was engulfed in flames.

[dust2dust34]

I adore your fanfics, especially the smut! It’s hot but you feel Olicity’s connection too. Idk if you’re still taking prompts, but anything involving Oliver’s callouses and fingering Felicity would be sexy af. If you’re not talking prompts please then take the kudos for your fics! Thanks for sharing them!

(Thank you so much! I’m so glad their connection comes through, it’s what makes them so damn sexy in my mind. The second I saw that slit in Felicity’s skirt in last night’s episode, this amazing prompt popped into my head. I hope you enjoy what I did with it!)

Talk to Me (Olicity, post 6x15, Explicit)

(Read on AO3)

The elevator dinged its arrival.

“Hey,” Felicity called, not looking up fromher phone where she was reclined back in her chair, her crossed feet propped onthe desk, her skirt tucked in around her legs.

She didn’t have to look up to see that it wasOliver coming in, she recognized her husband’s footfalls as he made his waytowards her. She heard the familiar rustle of him taking his jacket off anddraping it over the railing before he was on the steps. She kept scrollingthrough the newsfeeds she’d collected, keeping an eye on what had gone down atthe abandoned casino. Rather, what hadn’tgone down, since neither Diaz nor Anatoly had been found, even though awhole barrage of the SCPD had descended on the building. It was shocking tothink about how much of their police force Diaz had corrupted already. Wasthere anyone even left untouched?

That was a chilling question.

An even more chilling question was would thereever come a day when she could think of Star City and not have a sinkingfeeling?

“Hey,” Oliver replied, his voice subdued,leaning on her desk next to her.

Felicity looked up, switching her phone off.“How’d it go?”

Oliver crossed his arms, his mouth opening toreply but nothing came out. He shrugged, closing his eyes for a long moment,letting her see how tired he was. He finally shook his head. “I don’t know,” hereplied. “She told me because she said she was our Laurel that she might aswell do her best to try and be her. Which is why she didn’t betray us.”

Felicity was quiet for a moment. “Sounds waytoo good to be true.”

He sighed. “It does. Even if I wanted tobelieve that she was capable of trying to be better, I don’t trust her. Atall.”

“Good. You shouldn’t.”

Oliver glanced back at her computers. “Canyou…?”

“Keep a super close eye on her, as close as Ican possibly get?” Felicity finished, giving him a smile. “Already doing it.”

He returned her smile, albeit his was more ofa reflex. “Thank you.” He looked around. “Thea and Roy?”

“Home,” Felicity replied. “Together. I wasgoing to suggest some ‘yay, you’re alive and here’ hugs and drinks and talk,but I didn’t make them stay due to the whole beaten-with-a-phone-book thing. Icould tell the second you left they wanted to be alone. Or, well, Roy probablywanted to lay down and sleep for a week straight. But Thea… It’s been a longtime since I’ve seen her smile like that.”

“I know,” Oliver said, letting out a deepbreath. He nodded. “I told her I think she should go with him when he leavesagain.”

Felicity raised her eyebrows.

“It was something she said,” he continued,“about how she was okay as long as she knew he was out there somewhere. Thingswere different after Roy left, even I could see that. It actually made me thinkof you. About how having you in my life has just made everything… better.” Felicity smiled, and it grew when he looked at her with all that love inhis eyes. “She’s happy when she’s with him. I have learned the hard way thatthat is what makes living a life like the one we do worth it. So I told her ifshe wants to, she should go with him. Because she deserves to be happy.”

“That’s some really, really good advice,”Felicity said. Oliver huffed out a chuckle and she grinned. “It is, though. Shedoes deserve happiness. Just like you do. You always have. And I’m going toremind you of that every single day for the rest of our lives.”

“That sounds amazing,” he replied.

“Which part?” Felicity asked, leaning forwardto toss her phone on her desk. It forced one half of her skirt to fall,exposing one of her legs. She didn’t miss Oliver’s eyes darting down to it,just like she hadn’t missed his sneaking gaze all night. She fell back in herchair, keeping her legs where they were, stretching the one on top just becauseit made her legs look longer. His eyes darkened and she smiled. “Do you likethe part about me reminding you to be happy or doing it every day for the restof our lives?”

“Both,” Oliver said, his eyes finding hers.“But mostly the rest of our lives part. Having the rest of our lives together.”

“Oh yeah, I like that part a lot.”

Oliver hummed his agreement, his eyes neverleaving hers. His posture relaxed, his hands falling on either side of his hipsas he rolled his lips together before asking, “Diggle?”

Felicity narrowed her eyes. “Home.”

He hummed again, looking contemplative. Andthen he slid over on her desk, forcing one of her keyboards back as he closedthe distance between him and where her legs were propped up.

She bit the inside of her lip when his eyesdropped to her exposed leg.

With deliberate slowness, he brushed the backof his fingers over her knee.

Heat rushed through her.

Oliver watched where he touched her. “Did Itell you how much I love this skirt?”

“No.”

“How dare I,” he whispered playfully and shelaughed.

He cupped her knee and Felicity’s gaze droppedto his hand. He slid it up her thigh, his calloused fingers dragging over herskin. The sensation had her breath hitching, her mouth falling open as needpulled at her core.

Oliver paused and her eyes shot up to his faceto see his eyebrow raised, interest coloring his face. “What was that?”

Felicity raised her eyebrows innocently,unable to stop herself from licking her bottom lip. “Hmm?”

Oliver answered by cocking his head, his eyesdropping to her lips… and then he moved his hand higher. He watched hercarefully as he shifted to drag his hardened fingers over the part of her innerthigh that was open to his touch.

She tried to temper her reaction, she reallydid, because it was a little embarrassing how much his fingers were turning heron right now, but she couldn’t help it.

Felicity gasped, her lids growing heavy as sheshifted her legs to spread her thighs in encouragement. He took the invitation,slipping his hand over her inner thigh. His grip tightened, taking away thesensation of his calluses. She couldn’t imagine what exactly he saw on her facebut he picked up on the change instantly and lightened his touch, back todragging his fingers over her sensitive flesh.

Her sex clenched, her hips shifting up,seeking that sensation between her legs.

“That,”Oliver said softly, not letting her go.

It took her a second to realize he’d spoken.His touch scrambled her brain and she blinked, pulling herself out of the lustyhaze. It wasn’t right that he could still do this to her, she decided. And shewas about to say that when he scooted closer and pushed his hand up her thigh.His rough fingers skated over the spot where her hip met her thigh. She’d justshaved that morning and his touch against her smooth skin was an eroticcontrast that had her nerves jumping with anticipation.

“Ooh,” Felicity sighed, her eyes closing, herhands gripping the handles on her chair as she spread her legs further, makingher skirt strain at the seams.

“Talk to me, Felicity,” Oliver whispered.

Her eyes fluttered open to find him staringher. The liquid heat in his eyes made her moan, and the sound prompted hispupils to blow wide. His lips were wet like he’d just licked them and her mindinstantly conjured the feeling of his tongue on her clit and his rough fingersburied deep inside her.

She bit the corner of her mouth and his eyesnarrowed.

“Felicity,” he said, her name coming out on agrowl, and he emphasized it by twisting his hand and cupping her sex.

Her breath caught and she looked up at himfrom under heavy lids and whispered, “You’ve been practicing a lot.”

Oliver furrowed his brow, not following.

Felicity licked her lips. “Your bow,” sheexplained. “You’ve been practicing a lot more than you have in a long while. Ican feel the difference.” His breathing got shorter, his nostrils flaring as hestared at her, silently urging her to continue. “It reminds me of, uh…”

“Of what?”

“When I first started working with you,”Felicity admitted. Surprise filled his eyes and she almost stopped herself fromsaying the rest. Almost. A couple of years ago it would’ve still beenembarrassing but not now. Not with him. “I’m pretty sure that’s all you didback then, practice. And whenever you touched me, your hands were really, really rough. And I… I sort of… dreamedabout them.”

Suddenly she was back in 2013 and she flushed,biting her lip as she remembered the dream. It wasn’t what happened so much asremembering that each time he touched her, her mind would replace her handswith his at night. She’d lost count of how many times she’d woken up covered ina thin layer of sweat, her body lit up like a live wire, echoes of Oliver inher head.

Her face warmed even more and Felicity bit herlip again, stuck between remnant embarrassment and arousal. It was a weirdmixture of the past and present that had her shifting under his hand as hestared at her, his eyes darkening until they were nearly black with desire.

“You dreamed about me?” he asked hoarsely.

Felicity’s stomach pitched and she nodded,emboldened by how affected he obviously was. “Yes. You would touch my arm, ormy shoulder, and… and I thought about what if you…”

“What?” Oliver pressed.

He moved then, faster than she could keep upin her current haze, pulling his hand out of her skirt. She furrowed her browwith a whimper of disagreement, but it was quickly followed by a surprised gaspwhen he lifted her feet off the desk and pulled her over so her chair rolleduntil it was in front of him. He opened her legs, anchoring her heels on herdesk on either side of his hips before hooking his ankles around the base ofher chair.

It left her spread open before him and herbreath stuttered between a moan of anticipation. She squirmed, need suffusingher veins with heat. Wetness flooded between her legs and she used her desk tolift her hips in invitation.

“What if I what, Felicity?” Oliver asked, hisvoice gritty, his eyes never leaving hers as he slowly - slowly - slid his fingers down her inner her legs. He kept hisfingers light, so that his calluses were the only thing touching her.Felicity’s mind spiraled, wanting to watch his fingers but unable to look awayfrom the intent in his eyes. They were pools of deep blue that urged her tosink into them and never leave. “Felicity,” he reminded her, his fingersdrifting over her knees. “Talk to me.”

“I-I touched… I touched myself…” Her wordsweren’t coming out in a stuttered mess from embarrassment, no. It was becausehe kept moving, his hands sliding down the inside of her thighs. Her heartpounded, her core clenching, her nails digging into the armrests. She had tolook at his hands. They were spread out, hovering over her, his fingers finallyreaching her panties. She whimpered, and she didn’t need encouragement to keeptalking. “I wanted it to be your hands between my legs, you touching me, andit… god, it felt…”

“What?” he rasped, his fingers ghosting overthe front of her panties.

A finger brushed over swollen clit and shemoaned.

“It felt so much better,” Felicity admitted,her eyes flying up to his. His face was slack with lust and it had her ownarousal spiking at the thought of him getting off to what she was saying. “Ithought about your fingers inside me and I came so hard I could barely look atyou the next day.”

His lips slowly curled in a salacious smirk ashe pulled her panties out of the way, exposing her wet heat to the chilled airof the foundry. The look on his face was ridiculous, and any other time shewould’ve razed him about it, but then he touched her.

Oliver licked his lips as he slid a fingerdown her wet slit, swirling it against her creamy entrance.

“Like this?” he asked.

Felicity struggled to breathe normally.“Yeah.”

He pressed a finger inside her, taking hisdamned time, making sure he was pressing the calloused tip against her innerwalls. She lifted her hips to meet him, gasping for air, her mouth dryingalmost painfully. She swallowed hard and it had his eyes darkening even more,as if that was possible. He watched her every move, adding a second finger, hisother hand pulling her panties aside even more. They were soaked, her juicessmearing all over her thigh and his hand as he pushed them over his fingers sohe could keep touching her. He pressed his hand to her thigh to hold her stilland slid his thumb over her clit just as he pulled his fingers out and thrustthem into her.

A strangled gasp fell from her lips andFelicity fell back in her chair, her eyes slipping shut.

The hard edge of his thumb rode her clit as hemoved his fingers in and out of her. The wet sound of her arousal echoed herheavy breaths and the squeak of the chair under her as she rocked her hips upto meet him. It felt so good, the low thrum of pleasure streaking through her,making her skin hot and tight. A burning flush crept up her neck, her cheeks,every inch of her tuned into where his fingers were buried inside her.

She needed…

“More,” she whispered, opening her eyes. Hewas watching where he touched her - her core tightened even more, a fresh waveof arousal coating his fingers - but his gaze switched to hers at her breathyorder. Without a word, Oliver added a third finger and as he filled her, shehissed, “Ooh… yes…”

“Is this what I did?”

His voice was low enough to rival hismodulator. She whimpered, her inner walls clenching around him as she nodded.He picked up speed, stiffening his fingers, his thumb moving faster. Felicitybit her lip, arching off the chair, lifting herself up where her legs wereplanted on the desk on either side of him. His eyes dropped to her quiveringthighs and he groaned out a curse. The bulge in his pants was growing and thethought of pulling them open to wrap her mouth around him had her pleasurespiking. Like he knew exactly what she was thinking, Oliver exhaled sharply andrubbed her clit harder, earning a short, sharp cry from her.

“What else?” he asked. The cadence of hisvoice coupled with his assault on her had the familiar burn of an orgasmbuilding. She whimpered his name, one hand flying out to grasp his arm, notwanting him to stop. “What else did I do, Felicity? Show me.”

“Oliver…”

“Please.”

That word struck her like lightning. Herstomach dipped wildly as she looked up at him. He watched her, waiting fordirection, needing it. He wanted toknow what she’d imagined him doing, just as much as she wanted his touch rightthen. He knew, though, he knew herbody better than she did sometimes, but right now he looked like he wastouching her for the first time.

A shiver scraped down her spine.

Her mind rocketed back to her dream, to thefantasies that’d gotten the best of her at night when she was alone and tootired to push her attraction and insane crush on this man away.

But he was hers now, and she suddenly neededto show him exactly what she’d dreamt.

Felicity grabbed the hand rubbing her clit andpulled it up. She bit her lip when he leaned over her, his eagerness obvious,going wherever she wanted. She clumsily pushed his hand under her sweater witha ragged, “I dreamed you were over me like this, your fingers buried inside me,and your thumb…” Oliver’s breathing increased as they reached her breasts.Felicity pushed her bra out of the way and he instantly cupped her. Sheshuddered at the toughness of his skin against her soft flesh. She pulled hersweater out do the way so they could see his hand on her. She covered it,whispering, “You teased me, Oliver, so long it hurt…”

“God, Felicity,” he breathed, brushing histhumb over her hardening nipple. He did as she said, teasing, playing,concentrating on making her nipple harden more and more. Shocks of pleasurefrom each touch of his calloused thumb shot straight to her core.

They watched together, the air crackling withthe growing intimacy and pleasure, their breaths mingling. His fingers stillmoved in and out of her, but he’d slowed, and the feeling of him filling her,staying buried deep, just being there, it was sexy as hell.

But the more he teased, the more she wanted.

Holding his hand to her breast, Felicitycovered his other one between her thighs.

“You found my g-spot.”

His eyes snapped to hers, and his eagernessmade her melt as much as it set her on fire. Intent colored his face as hemoved his fingers to the spot deep inside her. He grazed it just beforepressing his fingers to the spongy spot. Pleasure unfurled deep inside her andher jaw dropped, her eyes never leaving his. He rubbed her there and a gurglednoise fell from her throat.

“Like that?”

“Yes,” Felicity gasped, nodding rapidly. “Justlike that.”

His touch was slow and deliberate, and itslowly drove her crazy. She kept her hands over his, settling back in thechair, closing her eyes, wanting to enjoy this.

But Oliver had something else in mind.

His fingers abandoned the spot inside her andFelicity’s eyes snapped open with a, “Hey,” but he just smiled at her, hisfingers thrusting into her again.

“You said I teased you, right?” Oliver asked,a glint in his eyes.

“Oliver.”

He just grinned. It was so innocent, so muchso that she rolled her eyes. He huffed out a chuckle and whispered, “I’ve gotyou.”

The promise in his voice made her shiver.Felicity bit her lip again and let his hands go, surrendering herself to histouch.

And tease her he did.

He took his time, building her up, his fingersworking her between her legs, his thumb circling her nipple until it stoodtall. He dragged his nail over the tip, making her hiss, and then he pressed itup and down before pulling back to let his fingertips drift over the sensitiveflesh surrounding it. When he dipped lower, brushing the underside of herbreast, she let out a little cry he definitely liked. The arousal on his facewas intoxicating, fuel to the fire. But he didn’t repeat it, switching to herother breast as his other thumb found her clit.

“Oh yes, yes, yes,” she whispered.

He shifted on the desk, leaning more fully onhis legs, further over her. She wanted him to wrap his lips around her nippleand for a second she thought he would, but a flash of discomfort told her adifferent story.

“You okay?” Felicity asked.

He grimaced, looking like he wanted to nod,but then he admitted, “My back isn’t loving this.”

“Oh.” She used the armrests to sit up, to getcloser to him, but all that did was force her skirt to tighten around heruncomfortably. “Do you want me to move-“

“No,” he interrupted, not leaving room forargument.

Instead he released her chair and rolled heraway, forcing her legs to drop, just enough for him to slide off her desk. Hisfingers never left her, his other hand returning to where he’d started with herbreast, gripping it.

Felicity managed a, “What…” as he settled onhis knees before her. “Oliver, your knees-“

“I’ll survive,” he promised, abandoning herbreast to grab her chair. He rolled her back to him, situating the wheelsaround his knees. “Wrap your legs around me.”

It wasn’t a request.

A flash of heat seared her at he command andshe did as he asked, effectively locking them together. His eyes were allintent as he stared at her, his fingers moving inside her again. His thumbfound her clit, his other hand urging her to settle back in the chair again.She had a fleeting thought about his knees again - she knew they’d beenbothering him - but then he pinched her nipple and the burst of pain shoved herright back to where she’d been before they moved.

“Oh…!”

He worked her with a precision that took herbreath away.

They’d spent hours memorizing each other’sbodies, exploring, learning what made each of them tick, what they needed topush them over and just how to prolong things until they wanted to scream.

Oliver’s fingers thrust in and out, his thumba fixture on her clit, his other hand torturing her nipple. He kept his touchlight, using the calluses like an erotic weapon, driving her up and up and up…

Without warning he twisted his hand and foundthat spot inside her again.

A startled cry fell from her as she shot up, grabbingonto his shoulders as he rubbed her with his calloused fingers. She was closerto the edge this time, and the spot was thicker, harder, and they both knewexactly how much it would take to push her into oblivion now.

“Oh god,” she breathed, the words ending in alow whine.

All she felt was his fingers inside her,rubbing her, all the build-up coiling into a white hot burn that tightened witheach rub, with each scrape over her nipple, with the brush of his stubble againsther forehead, with his hot breath in her hair, his tight muscles under herhands, her shaking legs where they were wrapped around him. Bone-deep pleasurespread through her lower half like molasses, burning hotter and hotter.

Her gasps turned into cries that echoed offthe walls as she clung to him, riding his fingers.

And then he started shaking hand, makingFelicity stiffen with a breathless whine - “Oh, oh, oh…! Oh!” - as thevibrations shoved her right up to the edge. He rubbed harder, vibrating, overand over and over…

Felicity came with a short, ragged shout. Sheflew to pieces, but he didn’t stop, his hand still moving, keeping her at theprecipice, prolonging it until she collapsed in the chair.

The world blurred together, leaving nothingbut sensation, but him. She moaned,low and deep in her chest, barely aware of anything but her inner wallsspasming around his fingers and his gentle hold on her breast.

Felicity didn’t realize he was leaning overher until he nudged her head up with his. She turned her face to his and hislips fell on hers in a hungry kiss. She immediately opened for him, kissing himback as much as she could, delighting in the plunge of his tongue against hers.He made small circles inside her, making her clench even tighter around him asshe mewled into his mouth. He drank every little sound she made, urging morefrom her, curling his fingers to brush over that delicious spot inside heragain, making her shudder around him.

They finally parted.

She let her legs fall, mostly because shecouldn’t hold them up anymore, opening her eyes with a contented sigh.

Oliver’s eyes were fixed on where he slowlypulled his fingers from her. Her panties slipped back into place, the cold, wetfabric making her jump. Her sex clenched at the sudden emptiness, not enjoyingit at all, but that suddenly didn’t matter when he brought his soaked fingersto his lips. Felicity watched him lick them clean, sucking on them, gettingevery last bit.

With a moan of his name, Felicity wrapped herlegs around him again and sat up, cupping his face, pulling his mouth to hers.

The kiss was wet and sloppy, too full of needfor anything precise, especially when she tasted herself on his tongue.

“Home,” Felicity whispered between kisses, andhe nodded, his lips crashing into hers again. They kissed even harder before hepulled back. When he stood up, he grimaced in pain. She resituated her bra andsweater before he gave her a hand up. Her legs were unsteady, but that wasn��twhy she wrapped herself around him, pushing up onto her toes as much as hersated muscles would allow to get to his ear. “Let’s go home so I can thank youproperly.”

His fingers dug into her and she pulled backto the sexiest look of unadulterated need on his face.

Felicity smiled. “Sound good?”

Oliver’s answer was to dive in for anotherkiss.

When they got home, Felicity did thank him, byriding him until he was weeping with pleasure.

The End

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[ofdanny]

mmmk so hi !! i’m taylor, i go by she/her pronouns, and i am very very excited to be here. my two muses are danny and todd and i’m not very good at these posts ?? and i also kind of don’t like them so lets just dive right into this, yay !!

HELLO my name is ( DANIEL HARTLEY ). people often mistake me for ( DYLAN O'BRIEN ). i find this very silly but people also tell me i’m ( EASY-GOING ) and ( APATHETIC ). i am born in ( MEDFORD, OREGON ) but i now live in ( SEATTLE, WASHINGTON ). if there’s one song that describes me the most it’d have to be ( WEEKEND by MAC MILLER ). — ( taylor, 19, est, she/her )

to say the least daniel was a surprise to his parents. they had no desire to have kids, but the only plus to him was that he just so happened to be a bouncing baby boy, and his father saw an opportunity to keep the company alive. as a child the only parental guidance he ever received was from his caregiver and homeschool teacher, ana— walking, potty training, puberty, his first kiss… ana was there for him through all of it.

his parents never gave him much attention outside considering they were too busy living their best lives as one of the most well-loved power couples. of course, it hurt him but ana eased the pain. the only time he received any actual attention from his mother was when his father would be working late and little four-year-old danny would walk into his parents room to find his mom. she’d let him brush her long, dark hair, or sing to him when she was in an exceptionally good mood some nights, or listen to him play the piano ( which he was learning at the time ) — those few evenings are engraved in his mind, his love for his mother growing with every short-ended second he spent with her. 

when daniel was thirteen his father told him that he was the heir of the greatest company of all time. to a normal, tween kid this would have sounded like a dream. but daniel loathed even the thought of it.when he was sixteen when his mom left him and his dad without any warning, and the reason for her leaving…? danny has no clue. he wasn’t very involved with his parents when he grew past the age of eight. ana was all he needed to an extent. 

due to his mothers disappearance his father kind of went off the deep end— anger issues, drinking, sleeping with other women. the communications technologies company that his father owned held it’s own for the time being until his father got back on his feet. that’s also when they up and officially settled in new york rather than switching between oregon and new york. all of this would have left danny unphased until his father fired ana out of spite, merely because he saw daniel was fine while he was drowning in sorrow. that’s when things started to go south for hartley. 

he had started to resent his father, his mother, and this posh lifestyle. he started to fight with people in public places, affecting his fathers reputation. he blew off every other new teacher that came in to teach him ( even though, eventually, he finally let up and is learning about business— his fathers wishes, of course. ), and he practically formed an unhealthy habit of spiraling, using booze and alcohol to help drink himself into incoherence. the only thing that helps clear his head is when he plays the piano, and he plays it well considering he mastered it at a young age.

nowadays, his father has him attend meetings and consistently tries to convince him to embrace the wealth and the power he may gain one day, but the discussion always ends in one of them red-faced, steam coming out of their ears. as said before, daniel hates this lifestyle. he never asked for the riches or the power, and he certainly doesn’t want it. you’d think he’d want love and affection, but he’s gone without it for so long that he no longer has a the cravings for it. he has very little for friends, and he prefers to keep to himself. he will purposefully hurt your feelings if you don’t leave him alone when he wants you to, and he won’t think twice about verbally abusing you, hitting your insecurities and things of the sort.

long story short, daniel is 23 years old. he’s very sarcastic, very dead-pan, and if you catch him on a bad day? he’s not nice, and he’s very hard to get along with so good fucking luck loldanny came back to oregon because his father said ‘it’d be good for him to gain some perspective’, but in reality he knew his father just didn’t want to take the time off of work and the thought of coming back to the place where he and his mother were once still together is… catastrophic. daniel didn’t fight against his dad wishes to come to the cabin. although, he also hates how nostalgic the place is. all in all, danny is just here to it in a corner and drink tbh

WANTED CONNECTIONS  ;

long lost friends - he gets to the cabins and runs into someone who looks familiar. turns out it’s his old buddie from when he was just a tot !! and wow you’ve changed kind of and shit daniel you’re still a dick huh lol

drinking buddies - the pair always meet at the same time on the same day, unspokenly, and it slowly grows from causal bar talk from across the counter to them pouring their souls out to each other and laughing until they crY ok how cute i stan

frenemies - the typical banter on these two is expected from everyone around, and at times they may cross the line with their horrid words and degrading insults but in the end they always result to tough love. but, god forbid one of them get’s too mushy with the other… they’d never live it down.

twisted - as toxic as they seem the pair always seem to end up together… in bed… naked. they are so wrong for each other that anybody could take one look at them and know that they wouldn’t last a day. but, somehow, they always manage to sex it out with no strings attached despite the screaming and the infuriating words they say to one another. they are perfectly wrong for each other and they both hate and love it at the same time. but how much longer can they keep this up…?  

HELLO my name is ( TODDERIC TENNER ). people often mistake me for ( THEO JAMES ). i find this very silly but people also tell me i’m ( AFFABLE ) and ( MANIPULATIVE ). i am born in ( MEDFORD, OREGON ) but i now live in ( NAPA, CALIFORNIA ). if there’s one song that describes me the most it’d have to be ( VOICES IN MY HEAD / STICK TO THE PLAN by BIG SEAN ). — ( taylor, 19, est, she/her )

when todd was pretty young he moved from foster house to foster house pretty much until his adopted father found him ( more on that later ). the story is that as a baby, todd was left at child services doorstep so tbh no one has a clUe who his parents are. • his history is the typical sob story of hating every home he moved to bc the people who took him in didn't want him in their home bc he was too problematic  and a "bad influence on their other children". he was just a very angry kid honestly • all that being said, when he was 15 he left the family he was supposed to stay with for another week or so but he honestly couldn't take being around that family anymore so he packed his backpack with the three pieces of clothes he had and left. he didn't know where he was going but when he turned into a dark alley he found two men beating and stomping another man nearly to death. like any kid with the least bit of common sense he turned around and legged it only to run into what felt like a wall but was a man three times his height.

long story short they dragged him back to their headquarters and pondered on whether or not they should just kill him or let him stick around. the man who was three times his height spoke up and they decided to keep him to help with operations.

all in all, Todd was adopted into this huge ass drug industry and was adopted by the super tall man who turned out to be basically this really big drug lord who wanted a son and found one yay !!

so todd basically learned how to lie, scheme, steal, fight, intimidate... pretty much a bunch of negative traits and he was great at it. he didn't like it but he simply did as he was told.

todd's now 27 and on a job that was supposed to be an easy pick up and dip out but it turned out to be a fucked drop bc the feds came and they caught todd and he was immediately put in prison but they soon let him out because they somehow could pin any hard evidence against him so he's now a free man rip

after that whole shabang todd took it upon himself to ditch the whole gang lifestyle and create a life for himself. he got on a bus and hit the road from oregon to california, using the money he made and saved from the past jobs to buy himself a comfortable house in napa and now he sells wine :)

he figured his old gang would come for him but they haven't yet and he isn't going to complain about it either. he's keeling his head low and staying quiet for the time being.

in reference to coming back to oregon is interesting bc after settling down in napa he went on a search for his parents only to find out that his father died in a car crash ten years back and his mother supposedly passed with him too, but they never found the body.

his father had a will written out though and in it stated that there was a house oregon that was left for todd and with it was a note with a simple apology, that hardly explained anything about why they abandoned todd and who they were, and an address that belonged to the cabins

todd is only here to find more information on his parents and history. ( wanted connection: maybe someone who knew his parents ? maybe someone else's parents knew his parents, recognized the name and "i'm so sorry for your loss...."

now his personality? he seems like a typical guy. he keeps to himself most of the time. since he's on a mission to find information he won't be afraid to use someone to get what he wants. if you get in his way he'll find a way around you or a way to move you. simple as that.

WANTED CONNECTIONS ;

roomies - todd and his roommate soon become acquaintances but it’s open for pretty much anything ? todd doesn’t truat anyone so maybe they sOMehow gain his trust and he lets them help find clues or information ? idk lets talk omg

use me - they’re friends but then again they’re not. lovers? yes and no. either way, the sex is great and when either is feeling stressed or sad or whatever the feeling, they text / call each other up and “my place or yours?”

you knew my parents ...?! ( this could potentially include multiple muses !! ) - todd is only here by chance and he is desperate to know who his parents were. one would think finding information would be hard, but the minute he mutters “tenner.” at check-in, some stranger places their hand on his back and whispers “i’m so sorry for your loss...”

  okay !! so this is very general and informal i'm sorry if it wasn't clear ?? if you have any questions or anything of the sort please feel free to ask !! ask me anything pls ill spill my guts to you. also i may be adding more wanted connections over time so please click here just in case i add more mmmk. again, ( i’ll keep saying this ) i’m thrilled to be here h2gkmo

[bangtan-spells]

Seokjin Scenario: Bad Reputation.

Request: Yay! Request is open! Can I request a Jin scenario based on Shawn Mendes' Bad Reputation song? That Jin helped her through her hardest time... Thank you             

Genre: Fluff / Romance

Rumors spread wild around you, Jin had heard so many things already he doubted all of them were real, and even if they were, he thought that those people spreading them were even worse than the rumors themselves. He was waiting a classmate while leaning on the steering wheel and following your walking with his eyes, you were probably rushing to one of your classes. It was a windy day and you held your summer dress around your hips.

-Such prudery, for what?- one of the guys at the back seat snickered, Jin had totally forgotten he had company while he looked at you. -everybody knows what’s underneath that- the guy laughed and Jin swallowed hard, his hands tensed around the steering wheel because he didn’t think that was the way of speaking about a woman.

-Obviously she doesn't want everybody seeing- he said, trying not to turn around and glare.

The same guy laughed and his friend by his side followed, honestly though, why had he even accepted to give them a ride? his friend was nice and all but he only shared a few classes with him and saw him very briefly, his friends on the other side, were the type of greasy obnoxious guys Jin preferred to keep his distance from.

-But every guy in campus has seen her without anything so? It’s just stupid-

-No, you are the stupid one- he replied and the car fell silent.

-The hell man?- his friend looked at him confused by the passenger seat and Jin sighed.

-Look, I remembered I have other things to do so you all need to find another way to get home- Jin said to avoid any further confrontation because he didn’t want to hear any of them talking about you the way they were doing.

They all left his car muttering stupidities and that he was most probably salty because he hadn’t fucked you yet and Jin ignored them all, words were empty and most of the guys talking about you seemed more salty than anything, like five years old kids throwing a tantrum just because you’d put them on their place or had turned them down.

He didn’t think twice about it before ditching his previous plans and getting out of his car to follow you. He didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable but he needed to talk to you to at least know if you wanted him to.

You were a nice girl, attractive undoubtedly, but he could scee a sweetness in you that didn’t quite match the things people said about you, so maybe it was just that he was intrigued and too interested in you to let go, but he wanted to get closer to you since a while ago.

-Hi you- he said upon seeing you and when you turned around and saw it was him the one greeting you, you smiled and he knew he was right by coming up to you.

-I have a name Jin- you said playfully and he laughed, shrugging lightly.

-I know- you shook your head with a smile and he had started to recognize that little gesture of yours. -How are you Y/N?-

-Late obviously, kind of... but I’m good-

-Kind of late?- he raised and eyebrow and you laughed softly.

-Purposely late, I didn’t really want to come anyway-

-You could leave with me then and pretend you didn’t come here in the first place-

You stopped to give him an unbelieving look. -Who are you egging me in dropping out my lectures? I thought you the good guy type Jin-

You had incredibly appealing eyes and Seokjin couldn’t help but admire it every time you fixed them on him. He shrugged and raised his arms in defense.

-Can’t I be a little bad still being good?-

-No, you can’t- you said rolling your eyes but still smiling.

-Still, I’m serious, if you don’t want to be here I can take you home-

-Well I think I can find my way home same as I’ve done it before- you smiled and he gave up for the moment.

-Alright, guess you are definitely dodging me aren’t you?- he laughed under his breath and then looked back at you. -It’s alright, if you really don’t want anything to be with me just tell me Y/N, I’ll get it, but just so you know I… I was waiting for you at that stupid party and not for the reasons you were most probably thinking of-

You looked down and fell silent for a moment. -I’m sorry… I have to go-

You rushed past him holding onto your purse and your books and not looking back.

Seokjin was just too good, he seemed honest, he seemed nice but then, you had thought that about other guys before and had made lots of mistakes, you didn’t want to fall again for a nice smile even if you knew you wouldn’t have a problem falling for Jin. He was a dream and you were scared of getting your expectations up high if he just wanted to play you.

You took a sip of your vodka and looked at him from afar, music was too high and there were too many people dancing and hooking up in every corner at that party but you had eyes only for him. He was sitting outside near the pool and it made you remember the last conversation you had with him at the campus when he mentioned the party he was waiting for you at.

It was actually one just like this, just that it had been you the one sitting near a pool wetting your toes. You were a little tipsy and would have fallen there if Jin didn’t help you out, you had talked a lot after that, it wasn’t the first time and you knew he was interested, you could just notice and there was a part of you that didn’t want to ruin the image you had of him because you didn’t want to know if he was just another jerk of the bunch. He hadn’t tried to make any move on you in your state or anything, he was just there being nice asking about you and you stood him up out of fear, telling him to stay that you were going to the bathroom to never come back. You felt ashamed of it after but it was now too late to change that and maybe you should stay away but he was all alone outside and you couldn’t help it, you went to him.

-Beware of the pool - you said softly and Jin looked at you, a smile spread on his lips and it hit you full force. You liked his smile, his simplicity, the serenity of his ways.

-If I remember correct, those were my words last time you almost fell in one-

-Wise words- you sat next to him and took off your boots to get your feet in the water and he did the same in silence.

-I’m sorry for not coming back- you whispered, the rumble of the party didn’t quite reach there so you could talk calmly.

-I was surely boring you to death- he said laughing but without joy.

You didn’t want to hurt him neither to hear people talk about him getting involved with you.

-Actually, it was probably the first time a guy talked with me at a party and didn’t tell me to hook up after a minute- you moved your feet in the water observing the motion. -I’m not used to be asked what I like or wish Jin, so you didn’t bore me, you amazed me-

-Then why did you leave?-

-Because I’m a stupid I guess- you huffed.

-Don’t call yourself that, you aren’t- Jin took off his jacket and watch and looked at you seriously. -Stupid would be to get in this pool don’t you think?- he asked and then threw himself inside.

-What?- you laughed and after some insistence from him got inside as well. To hell with the outfit.

-See? Now you don’t look nearly as conflicted- he said moving closer to you in the water.

-You are one of a kind truth be said-

-Yeah so you shouldn’t leave me talking alone- he laughed taking a sip from his drink.

You bit your lower lip and nodded. -This time I won’t-

You talked more after that and for that time, you didn’t want to let your fear of letting him get close overpower you, you told him things about your life, about yourself and it didn’t feel bad, Jin was understanding, had almost always a joke to ease any uncomfortable silence and he didn’t made you feel like his interest in you was faked. It was getting a little cold so you decided to get out and at that exact time, a group from the party was coming your way.

-Look what we have here- one of the guys said. -seems like you had a little fun inside the pool?-

He said so in such a filthy tone you knew where this was leading, so you picked up your shoes.

-So what if we did? That’s none if your problem- Jin said by your side and one of the girls in the bunch laughed.

-Y/N surely knows how to have fun doesn’t she?-

An uncomfortable silent took over and before you could hear anything else you walked away, thing was that Jin followed you and he stopped you before you could make it far and retreat on yourself.

-Don’t say anything- you said, willing yourself to not cry in frustration. He nodded, looking at your eyes and then placing his jacket around you and that simple gesture weighed down your will and you felt your eyes water down. -Can you please take me home?-

-Of course, just come with me- he offered you his hand and you held it tight.

The car ride was silent until Jin parked in front of your house.

-I’m sorry for ruining the night- you smiled sadly, looking outside. -If you weren’t with me you wouldn’t have had to leave-

-Do you see me crying for leaving those idiots back there?- he smiled lightly and then placed a finger under your chin. -Don’t pay attention to what they say Y/N-

-As if you didn’t already…- you huffed, and Jin held your face firmer so you could look at him.

-I don’t, I’m not interested about what they have to say about you-

-Even if it keeps happening when you are with me?- you asked in a whisper.

-Even then, some people just need to learn to let go of certain things-

-I told you...I have made bad decisions, I have trusted guys that I shouldn’t and they have… showed pictures of me that were only for them, they have told people things about me Jin, is not easy to ignore all the mean comments and remarks, is not!-

The first tears fell from your eyes and you looked away frustrated.

-I know, but if you only listen to that then you are giving them the power to hurt you Y/N- he held your hand when you looked back at him and leaned in to clean the tear from your cheek. -We all make mistakes, you are human too and they don’t know what you’ve been through so that’s why they talk so carelessly, but I know, so that’s why I can say you are more than just a reputation-

-I just wished I hadn’t done anything at all- now you were crying for real and Jin unfastened his belt and yours and enveloped you in a hug, soothing you through the sobs.

-But you have learned don’t you? That says a lot about you, you are great Y/N, don’t let some idiots bring you down-

You took Seokjin’s words to heart after that night, if people didn’t care to know you then you shouldn’t pay attention to them, instead you decided to focus on the ones that seemed to care, the ones that kept reaching for you despite everything. You decided to focus in Jin.

Jin had noticed a change in you after that time, maybe you just needed to fully open up since he now knew trust was difficult to you, but he stick around to prove he cared for the you of now, the Y/N without the labels or nicknames and it seemed to work because now you reached for him more often and weren’t as evasive. He knew you were afraid of getting close to people but he was decided to show you he wanted to be there for you, that you could trust him for good.

He thought it was really unfair the way some people had treated you and he wanted to make up for it, to treat you like you deserved.

You had gone on a few dates already and always tried to meet in campus as well but all your schedules had been a bit hectic lately because of the semester ending so that night you had settled up for a quiet movie marathon and it was actually the first time you were staying at over.

-Your feet are so cold- he laughed and you snuggled a bit in his side, you had thrown one of his hoodies over your clothes and you looked simply adorable with messy hair and his clothes.

-You’ll need to do a better work at keeping me warm then- you said playfully and sneaked to his lap which he didn’t complain at all.

You ran your hands through his hair and he kissed the tip of your chin, you seemed a little thoughtful and he was quite sure there were a million things going on in your mind.

-You’d been too quiet babe- You nodded and rested your forehead against his.

-Is this what you really want Jin?- you voice was almost inaudible and he knew where this was coming from and if he had to reassure you over and over again, he would.

He kissed your chin again and then spin you around to have you laying on your back.

-Being with you?- you nodded and then he leaned down to kiss your lips, holding down onto your waist. -If I say that all I want is you will that answer your question?-

You didn’t even answer but he didn't even need it. You just looked at him meaningfully and smiled and in that smile he could see hope, happiness and love. All of the things he was feeling too, so he kissed your lips again and let himself get lost in your embrace.

[malunedyne]

¿Creíste que no te iba a encontrar? Quiero todas las respuestas del ask list de canciones de los 80 pero rapidito. (ay no perdón por no preguntar antes pero no tuve tiempo gfsgsfsdfsgfds)

rapidito :3 *se tarda más de una semana* !oof, perdona que el puente se me cruzó xD D:

billie jean: what do you notice more in a song - the drums or bassline?depends on the song! I find funky basslines sweeter to spot than drums sometimes

sweet dreams (are made of this): what’s the best dream you’ve had?maaaaaaaan, that is totally not something imma share here (lol) but I often find lot of peace when I dream of seashores….. it gives me a sense of tranquility and worth for some reason

africa: favourite 80s music video?you’re gonna murder me because I don’t truly watch music videos tbh jdkfkjsdf sorry

every breath you take: who’s the first person your mind goes to when you hear a love song?currently? no one, really

should i stay or should i go: how many languages do you speak?i barely speak spanish, a glimpse of english i have japanese and chinese abandoned atm and i’m interested in bengali too

uptown girl: what’s your favourite book trope?long ass nice paragraphs describing something with a short sentence at the end contradicting the whole paragraph (see Douglas Adams or Lemony Snicket djkfds)

don’t stop believin’: what’s the longest journey you’ve been on?longest in the road? perhaps some 10 hours in bus. as in time spent, a week or so when i was younger

i wanna dance with somebody (who loves me): who was the last person you danced with?uhh….. 5 years ago in college because of a stupid team work? i’m not good at it tho

maneater: where did you spend your last friday night?at my grandma’s backyard, staring at the sky

jessie’s girl: what would you do if you found out your best friend was seeing your ex?I guess I would feel jealous but since i’d have nothing to do romantically speaking with him, i guess i would let it be, people are free to do whatever

born in the u.s.a.: what’s your home town like?a fucking hell. i hate it. i wanna move somewhere else

wake me up before you go-go: how did your last date go?it’s been 84 years….. I guess, as always, nothing happened, or i would remember

girls just want to have fun: relationship with your parents?p good, but the wide generational breach it’s hard for them to understand some of my ‘millennial ways’, since i spend lots of time in the computer, working or watching anime, playing videogames and alla that for further reference since my life is kinda plain at this point, all they think is ‘i’m wasting time’ and they also think i’m talking 24/7 with strangers only when i’m only writing gay shit lmao

beat it: opinions on the police force?fuck the police

never gonna give you up: how old were you when you joined the internet?old enough to troll horny men online, perhaps….. 12 or so? (man, i surely am unforgivable lmao)

faith: when was your first kiss?2012, the cursed year. i was 17

i’m so excited: where was your first kiss?in my high school’s classroom….. remembering the context makes me feel like a bad person though

take on me: could you reach the high note?only with a great amount of effort

footloose: favourite musical?The Rocky Horror Picture Show

9 to 5: do you like country music?it’s not bad, but i’m not very into it either

back in black: what makes a good rock song?catchy riff, a good combination of everything: lyrics, bassline, drums….. a sick solo of any instrument

material girl: are you sentimental?oh hell yeah, i’m actually crying rn (jk but yeah i am lol)

walk this way: what was the most expensive thing you bought in the last six months?I was gonna buy a custom amiibo figure for 71 dollars (aprox.) but i cowered back, might actually buy it but then i wanted to buy some other stuff that is aprox. that price

you shook me all night long: are you seeing anyone at the moment?i was telling my friend the other day “the problem isn’t me being exigent, annoying or just plain weird anymore; the real actual issue here is the lack of men in my surroundings, lol"

thriller: favourite film genre and why?I don’t know, I don’t think I have a favorite, the only requirements i ask for is a fresh and not-predictable narrative; with those elements, i can even watch a romantic comedy movie gladly

i want candy: chocolate or sweets?c h o c o l a t e

ghostbusters: how far do you believe in the paranormal?I DO believe in alla that. For real. And thus, it deserves respect, since those are things that we can’t comprehend

the power of love: does true love exist?true cosmic love is accepting things and people for what they are and be willing to support them when needed

hungry like the wolf: what’s your crush’s favourite music genre?I don’t have a current crush so it’s a relief I don’t have to go facebook-hunting rn lmao

walk like an egyptian: favourite song currently in the charts?i, uh….. don’t know? i’ve been listening to videogame OSTs and my old songs only for months now lmao

(i’ve had) the time of my life: if you could relive any ten minutes of your life, what would you relive?perhaps 10 minutes on high school after the love triangle drama incident….. all in sake of having the clear, vivid memory and sensations to finish my story…..

just can’t get enough: what’s your guilty pleasure?shipping characters and dedicating time to write and read about them, since most of people i know sees it as a super weird hobby

i’m gonna be (500 miles): how far apart do you and your best friend live?i’ve saying i don’t like using honorifics, but FUCK you do live 7,353 km away from here

you spin me round (like a record): favourite modern cover of an older song?I fucking love Arctic Monkeys cover of All My Loving performed in one of their concerts

we built this city: if you were president, what would your first ruling be?sweeping away all of those lazy ass bastards at the chamber of deputies, cutting their salaries and invest more money in education, culture, arts, science and health services since we’re fucked up in almost every aspect

how will i know: do you believe everyone is deserving of love?loving, in the wideness of the meaning, someone else who we think does not deserve it and doing it anyway is the ultimate challenge, but i think everyone deserves love. no one is completely black or white, they just have distorted desires and hearts yet that doesn’t make them less worthy or human

nothing’s gonna stop us now: what’s been the biggest hurdle you’ve faced in your life so far?fucken dysthymia and self-doubt, man

come on eileen: have you ever written a song? if so, what was the genre?oh hell noo, writing songs is a whole challenge

living on a prayer: which was the song of your childhood?Penny Lane - The Beatles. coincidentally enough, my dad used to play that song a lot back when we lived in an apartment, so it was marked as that place’s song

sweet child o’ mine: describe your perfect first date.well, it involves a quiet place so we can chat, i instantly feel the chemistry with the person and an actual interest for them; we can jump from topic to topic and i don’t feel like being ‘someone else’ just so i’m liked

don’t you (forget about me): is there anyone from your past that you regret cutting ties with?not really, i’m okay rn. i lost some friends in this last year but i think i don’t even care anymore

eye of the tiger: favourite 80s movie?THE PRINCESS BRIDE, YOOOO

under pressure: give an example of a world event that occurred the year you were born. uhhh i had to google this one, so um: December 7 – NASA's Galileo Probe enters Jupiter's atmosphere, yay.

with or without you: what would you value most: a relationship or a job?this doesn’t specifies what kinda relationship but i would say it depends on that, actually

another one bites the dust: where did you achieve your biggest accomplishment?may 2012, cdmx. i went to my first therapy session. that’s my biggest accomplishment: care about myself so i can care about others

pour some sugar on me: turn ons?dude!!! long hair, kind aura, guys with submissive attitude, cultured but also willing to admit they don’t know everything and accept new knowledge

in the air tonight: do you enjoy flying?what.oh, no, i have never been in a plane tho !oof

tainted love: thoughts on synthesisers/electronic drum kits/technology based music?g r e a t. a good example? vaporwave, i love that shit

like a virgin: share a controversial opinion. if she breathes she a thot lol no i think all people deserve love. no matter what. but in this site, my most controversial opinion would be my posture that minorities are taking a defenseless posture, as well as being total intolerant to any kinds of frustration and depending of others for self-validation of themselves /you can’t change my mind meme.jpg/

karma chameleon: what do you like most about your appearance?not just yet, but it looks like i’ll inherit my mom’s tuft of gray hairs

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