#I predicted he was gonna die and then I predicted his return

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Spoilers for DQ AoD

TW for mild gore, blood and corpses

Hey guys, you’ll never guess who just watched a certain episode

[webbluvrsugar]

Hii!! I love your blog, you asked for Ethan requests and I miss that too.

So, I was thinking about virgin Ethan with an experienced reader in which she loves to tease him in front of their friends. He gets desperate not knowing what to do.

a/n: hiii! Thank you so much! Also to clarify, I decided not to make any of them have sexual interactions just for the thrill of it. ps: you get a sneak peek for my new theme after October

(slight)bully!reader x Ethan Landry

Ever since Ethan made that comment, yeah that comment, the comment on where you were talking about ghostface and he bluntly spat out a “wait, am I gonna die a virgin?”, you haven’t let that go, in fact, it’s the only thing you talk about, and Ethan is just so pissed because — here you come everyday in those miniskirts of yours, eying him up and down before spatting out some joke related to him being a virgin, it’s a little bit tiring.

Like for example, when you’re talking to Mindy and he’s just nearby, sitting down next to chad on some random ice cream shop you’ve decided to go to;

“Awh, sorry Mindy but I can’t, got something on Saturday already.” You sip on your milkshake, strawberry, filled with whipped cream and sprinkles to the top, discounted of course, the cashier spent too much time staring at your boobs — and so was Ethan, but what does that matter, anyways? “Bet Dan’s expecting to get to third-base or sum’,” you pause, Ethan has to pretend he isn’t listening in. “might let him, he’s kinda cute.” You lick your lips to wipe away the cream, turning away to look at Ethan, he can almost predict what’s coming out your lips.

“But Ethan’s probably free on Saturday, right?” You chuckle, lean your face on your palm. “It’s not like he knows anything about it, I mean…”

“I — I do have something on Saturday…” he interrupts, you feign an expression of shock.

“Oh, really? What is it, finally found a girl that would blow you off?” You joke, Mindy nudges your shoulder. “What? ‘M just playing.” You flip your hair, lean in closer to him. “You’re not offended, are you, E?”

“It’s fine.” He returns to his own drink, his gaze going down, his cheeks turning to a pale shade of pink.

“No but really, just between us, what’s that you gotta do on Saturday?” You raise a brow, tilt your head slightly.

“Just… econ, not much.” He still avoids your gaze, because he fears that if he looks in your direction, his eyes won’t meet yours.

“Econ?” You laugh, roll your eyes to mock him. “God, Ethan, you’re so boring.” He shifts in his seat, his hand slightly flexes on his glass, he should know you really weren’t interesting. “It’s a shame though, you kinda do need a fix.” You whisper to him.

He blushes even more, your smirk only gets brighter.

“Who knows, maybe one day we’ll get to third-base too.” You giggle at the way his eyebrows raise with your simple mutter, his eyes widening before you turn to face Mindy again.

It’s cruel, really.

You’re cruel.

But he can’t help but repeat your words over and over when his fist is tight around his dick.

[lzaisv]

monsieur Neuvillette, your guidance counselor and his way of disciplining you. ♡ AFAB!READER . . !!

Your guidance counselor, Neuvillette, has a weird way of disciplining you.

This is your 3rd time being sent to his office for skipping classes, and you knew damn well you were doing it on purpose just to see him, and to be fucked dumb by him once more.

So, just as you predicted, you're sprawled out on his desk, your pretty face facing him as he thrusted his cock inside your warm pussy. “ah─ i'm convinced you're doing this on purpose.” he scoffs, his hand trailing up to your breasts, cupping them and pinching your nipples, earning a gasp from you. “getting yourself trouble just to be fucked, hm?” he queries, and you gave him an eager nod in return.

“if only you could see how pretty you are right now, darling.” he hums, continuing to pound inside you. His cock was so big, it created a bulge on your tummy, your moans and whines echoed through his office, and you were at risk of being caught, however, Neuvillette didn't shut you up. He loved hearing you moan, he loved hearing you beg for more. It was music to his ears. “monsieur─ mppfh!! 'm gonna─ ah! gonna cum!” you voiced out, wrapping your arms around him.

Your pussy clamped down on his cock, so tight as if it never wanted to let go. Neuvillette softly smiled at your action, as he went faster. You could tell he was close too, his actions were getting sloppier. “please please please inside me! Mngh─ inside..!” you begged, wanting nothing but him to fill your pussy up. “if that's what you wish for, chèrie.” he responded to your pleas, and before you knew it, his hot seed filled your insides.

He came too much inside you, more than the last time you two ever did it. Your back arched, and your head threw back on itself as you cried out, feeling your own orgasm come. You absolutely lost it, and Neuvillette felt your walls tightening up on him, as if it never ever wanted to let go of his cock. But if he could, he would never want to pull out of your cunt.

You gasped for air as he was still inside you, your mind processing what just happened. You sat up as neuvillette let his dick slip out of you, he managed to get a view of his cum overflowing out of your pussy, and gosh, it was a view to die for, at least, that's what Neuvillette thinks. “I suppose I'll be seeing you again tomorrow, yes?”

© lzaisv . do not copy/steal, translate, modify my work.

[cowboys-tshot]

I keep seeing people call Eurylochus a hypocrite, and while I kinda agree, I also kinda disagree. Hear me out.

So, people's main thing with Eury is that he gets mad at Odysseus for sacrificing six men to Scylla, but he doomed all of the crew by opening the wind bag, and wanted to abandon 22 men-turned-pigs on Circe's island. (For anyone wondering where I'm getting that number, it's from The Odyssey).

But these events aren't really the same, or comparable. Let's take them one by one. (This is gonna be a long one, so I'll cut the post here for the sake of your timelines)

The wind bag. I fully understand why people are pissed at Eurylochus for doing this, and I am too. But you have to remember that he did not do this out of malicious intent. He did not know this would end in the eventual deaths of the entire crew. Even though Eurylochus was warned about the storm being inside the bag, none of them knew it would take them right to the Laestrygonians. He had no idea Poseidon was pissed off at Odysseus for blinding Polyphemus. It was a stupid decision, certainly, but the following events were not intentional on his part.

Circe's island. Eurylochus had no reason to believe there was any way of rescuing those 22 men. Circe's a goddess/witch. What the fuck are two human dudes gonna do about that? Odysseus didn't even know what he was going to do. He would not have had any solution if not for Hermes, which is not something Eurylochus could've predicted. It's pretty reasonable for him to think that those men were a lost cause.

Scylla. So far, all of the deaths have been "accidental:" 14 from Polyphemus, 543 from Poseidon/Laestrygonians, and 1 from Circe (RIP Elpenor). I am not attributing the 543 deaths to Eurylochus for the reasons detailed above. No one knew these deaths would happen. They were all sudden/unexpected. Let's take these next sixth deaths moment-by-moment:

Odysseus redirects the ship, using directions that no one else knew (Odysseus was reading the siren's lips, but everyone else was too busy catching the other sirens, and all of them had beeswax in their ears). Odysseus tells Eurylochus to light six torches.

One by one, Eurylochus watches every man that he handed a torch get brutally eaten. He himself is almost eaten, but he passes his torch off to someone else before he notices the correlation. He only realizes what's happening as the sixth man is about to die, and Eurylochus is too late to save him.

Odysseus won't even gaze at the blood left behind. But it's all Eurylochus can look at.

These deaths were planned. Odysseus knew what he was bringing his men into, and not only did he keep it from them, he sacrificed his men that didn't even know what was happening. And Eurylochus likely feels part of the blame, having been the one to light the torches, even if he didn't know the consequences of it.

Eurylochus has a right to be upset, to be angry. These are the first deaths that could have been prevented, because Odysseus could've simply not taken his men through Scylla's territory. But that's the only way to get home. Odysseus sees it as a necessary sacrifice, but Eurylochus sees it as needless. Because at this point, Eurylochus has given up hope that they'll ever get home. What is the point of sacrificing these men for a goal we will never achieve?

This is not a situation where one person is at fault. Odysseus and Eurylochus are both to blame. Like Scylla says, "There is no price we won't pay." Odysseus himself says, "You know you'd have done the same." People do stupid, dangerous, bad shit to survive. Odysseus sacrifices his men. Eurylochus still wants to live, he just doesn't see the point in trying to return to Ithaca. That's why he kills Helios's cattle. He is starving and he wants to live, even though he knows the consequences.

The whole point of all this is that people will do awful and/or stupid things to survive. Not just Odysseus.

[runabout-river]

Thoughts on JJK chapter 267 (spoilers)

We're coming to the end of the manga 😭

But our girl has come back! After 150 chapters? Nobara enters the fight with the predictions everyone had about her coming true: she has an eyepatch now and she used Resonance on Sukuna's last finger.

Last December I made a meta post outlining every piece of information we had on the situation and how those come together to facilitate Nobara's return. So if you're confused about that, read the post to get a feel for the mechanics that are at play here before they get revealed in the next chapters.

It's so funny how you could instantly tell that Yuta is inside Gojo and vice versa 😂

We get new information that switching souls unlike possessions doesn't grant the user access to the memories of the host. The same is true for Rika ingesting body parts to use copy on others.

We get info on how Yuta's copy works and it's not as overpowered like that but how did Yuta use copy on Inumaki before he lost his arm? It could be that Yuta, as he said, made BV to limit his usage but it could also be that Yuta can use copy without cannibalism but his count is limited to 3 or 4 CT as Yuki told us once.

Using Rika to copy more CT after that might be why body parts are required now 🤔

It's cute how Ui Ui is just sleeping while leaning on Yuji.

Yessssss!

The thing why this works so late in the manga is that Nobara didn't have open story plots left over after getting "killed". Outside of meeting Saori (which will happen when she's alive) her character arc was complete which was why the setup of her death itself was the biggest reason why we didn't believe she died.

For Megumi this is another thing though. He's full of incomplete character development, open plot threads and set ups. And I'm not gonna lie it's making me nervous how Gege will resolve all of that.

Even Sukuna still has open stuff going on: what were his origins? Why did he look sad in Yorozu's flashback? Why did he decide to turn into 20 fingers?

The last chapter will be extra long so with that and the three other chapters there is enough space at least to tackle Sukuna and Megumi together, but man...

Is it just me or do others also think that Gege has enough material and support/fame to just... make Jujutsu Kaisen 2 when he wants to? Like straight up give the manga a Shibuya like ending with the merger wreaking havoc and then make a time jump to 2024 and start JJK even more Kaisen...

Resonance

It's not shown but Utahime and Gramps might have used their support again to increase Nobara's CE output.

Also why was it just now that she woke up? Did sth happen that triggered it or was it a double effort from those around her to get her out of her coma?

And what if they actually did switch training with Nobara? Nobody told Yuji of course but it could've happened to get a healer inside of her and to get her up to speed to what was happening right now so she could make an effort to properly wake up again

When Nobara uses Resonance Yuji has a tear in his eyes 😢

And it's another blink and you'll miss it panel but after Dismantle with Yuji's next punch Sukuna pukes out his fingers again! 4 or 5 are on the ground now

So they will defeat him by literally ripping him apart from Megumi until he's 20 fingers again.

The thing is Sukuna has consumed his old body too and it might not be possible to get that out of Megumi. Megumi will not only carry mental scars from this, as well as whatever the Bath might've done to him, but part of Sukuna's essence might very well stick with him until he dies.

But also this fingers puking out business very well guarantees that Sukuna won't die by the end of the manga... jjk2

What will happen to Tengen and the merger is another big mystery right now.

The three-fold visual of Sukuna getting hit by Resonance, Dismantle and then Black Flash is awesome and shows how Sukuna is at the end of his rope. As said at the end of the last chapter, this might've very well been the last Shinjuku chapter.

I can see next chapter starting with a Sukuna flashback that should (!) turn around until we land back with Megumi.

Overall an awesome comeback for Nobara with all our she's alive theories confirmed. Now the only things left are a deep dive into Sukuna and a Megumi resolution...

[luna-writes-stuff]

Gonna Join Or What?, Dean Winchester

Fanfic, fem! reader

Mutual pining, it’s spicy, fluff

Word count: 3130

Tw: Closest I’ll ever come to writing smut. Mutual pining, kissing, (consensual) groping, lewd comments. You’re both naked. But no sex (I know). Description of injuries, blood and aching muscles.

Summary: After a long drive, you, Sam, and Dean finally find a motel along the road. Upon finding out your motel room has a tub, you claim the bathroom for yourself. But you and Dean have been playing cat and mouse for months. Maybe he finally grew tired of small talk, no action.

“You think Ozzy wrote Road To Nowhere when he drove here?” You voiced from the backseat, fatigue heavy in your features. You have been driving nonstop for three hours now and you had yet to pass a motel, city sign or even a gas stop.

“You’re hilarious.” Dean voiced from the driver’s seat, his eyes focused on the road, though he himself had begun to tire as well.

“According to the map, the motel is only a few miles away.” Sam reminded. Yes, you had found a motel on the map, but the drive to the thing seemed to last forever. You had left from a poltergeist hunting, which had been more violent predicted. Though no one came out with any severe injuries, your muscles ached for cheap motel beds and cold showers.

“It was a few miles away two hours ago.” You muttered. “Told you we should’ve just stayed for one more night.”

Sam turned around in his seat, flashing you a sympathetic smile, clumsily reaching his hand behind him to squeeze your knee in comfort. “No one’s stopping you from falling asleep in the car.”

“I am,” you mused, forcing a smile in return. “You’d die of boredom otherwise.”

A scoff of humour escaped the youngest Winchester’s throat as he turned back, returning his hand to his lap.

It was another hour before the motel finally came into sight. To no one’s surprise, the parking lot was empty. Of course it was; it was in the middle of nowhere. The ‘24/7’ neon sign glowed brightly in the dark night sky, the look of it so inviting, you could have ran to it and kissed it.

Per custom, you shared your room. There was a time you’d have a seperate room, but since that werewolf followed you to your motel, you’ve given up on privacy whilst travelling with the Winchesters. You were safer with them than from them.

Stumbling through the door, you threw your bag onto one of the beds, claiming it for your own. Sam followed suit, copying your actions before Dean could, throwing him a coy smile over his shoulder.

You hissed at the sight, forming a tight lipped smile at the oldest. “Looks like it’s couch for you again, Winchester.” You teased.

“Don’t gloat, sweetheart. I can still kick you out of bed once you fall asleep.” He grumbled, yet a tiny smile graced his face as he spoke his words. “I remember when you still had your own room.”

With his words, he threw his bag on the couch, before sauntering through the room. “It was so peaceful at night. An own bed, no snoring, no “turn around, Dean. I’m changing.”” As he mimicked you, his voice raised an octave, throwing his hands up dramatically.

“This isn’t gonna work, Dean.” You mentioned, gently unpacking your things as you folded your pyjamas. 

“I haven’t felt the warm embrace of a motel bed for so long,” he sighed exasperated, waltzing up to your bed, before sitting down on it with a loud huff. His arms extended as he slowly fell down, wrapping them around your waist when his stomach was on the mattress completely. You paused for a moment when his face dug into your side, mumbling against your shirt. “If only for a night.” 

He had pulled this trick more often. Because he was the driver, he was the last one to get out of the car. He never made it to motel rooms in time. And first come, first serve. That had become the rule. No remorse. But you and Dean had this….unspoken thing. And - unfortunately - he wasn’t oblivious, and used this to his advantage. He might not have been aware of your heart speeding up as his arms wrapped around you, or how goosebumps covered your arm as you felt his hot breath against your shirt, but he knew damn well how to push your buttons in all the right places.

“How I hate to disappoint you,” you returned, keeping your voice surprisingly steady. “I’m sure Sammy would love to bunk with you.”

“No, thank you.” Sam called from the other side of the motel room, throwing salt in front of the windows just in case.

“Sammy hates me,” Dean mumbled against the fabric of your shirt. “You don’t.”

“I don’t?” You mused, a teasing edge to your voice. Upon the sound, Dean turned his head slightly, looking up at you from your lap. The sight was almost endearing, and you found it difficult to not give in right there and then. But you knew you would never look at him the same if you’d ever wake up with him beside you. You might never want to wake up without it again. Some things were better left unsaid.

“You’re cruel.” “Demons aren’t killed by kisses, Winchester.”

Reluctantly, you stood up from your spot on the bed, walking up to the bathroom. Not hearing Dean move, you looked over your shoulder briefly.

“Not your bed.” You reminded him before finally opening the door to the bathroom. As you did, a loud gasp escaped you, and before you could even blink, both brothers were beside you.

“What?”

“This room has a tub?” You questioned excitedly, your eyes widening upon the sight of the stall tub.

“I didn’t know motels came with tubs.” Sam mumbled, somewhat awestruck as he took a look in the bathroom.

“I call dibs.” You announced, walking into the room without hesitation, locking the door behind you, not giving the Winchesters any time to argue.

“Come on!” Dean shouted from the other side of the door. “You’ll use all the warm water!”

“Take a bucket!” You shot back, putting your towel in the sink as you let the water in the tub run. It took a few seconds before shuffling was heard at the door, announcing to you that the pair had left and were probably moping in their seats as you adjusted the temperature. Perhaps, somewhere, you should’ve felt bad for them. But Dean called shots to the shower first and he was usually the one to use up the warm water. And if not him, his brother was an expert in taking long showers as well. You deserved a good bath once in a while. It would do good to your aching body.

Not letting your thoughts dwell on the Winchesters any longer, you stripped off your clothing, holding your hand under the stream of water to scrub off dried blood and scabs from your skin before entering the tub.

It wasn’t until the water pooling at your feet turned red when you realised you had left your pyjamas on your bed. Groaning at the thought, you wrapped a towel around your figure, nearing the bathroom door. Screwing it from its lock, you poked your head into the room. 

You could see Dean’s head rise from behind the couch cushions upon the sound, but you were unable to spot the youngest sibling. His absence took you by surprise. 

“Where’s Sam?” You wondered aloud, causing Dean to quirk an eyebrow up. “You gonna ask him to join you?”

You could feel your face heat up at the thought. Noticing your hesitance to answer that question, Dean’s face turned slightly sour. And that was something you noticed. So, you decided to have fun with it: “I might.”

Rolling his eyes at your statement, he let his head sink back on the couch, pointing his thumb towards the motel door. “Grabbing the first aid kit from the car.”

Silence passed between the two of you. Not that this was unusual. You and Dean have had your fair share of uncomfortable silences. It didn’t help that he knew exactly what kind of effect he had on you, but simply refused to act on it. It was as infuriating as it was pathetic. There were nights you could cry about it and there were nights you could punch his teeth out for it. 

And there were nights you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. 

“What about you?” 

Oblivious to your underlying intention, he turned his head slightly; “What about me?” “You gonna join me?” You prodded, a teasing smile graving your features.

A low chuckle escaped his throat as he shook his head. “Don’t tease me like that. I might take you up on it.” Then, he laid back, his attention returning to the magazine in his hands. 

You shrugged at the sight, silently mumbling the words “or not” under your breath. “Dean,” you spoke up again, gaining his attention, though his eyes remained focused on the papers in front of him. “I forgot my pyjamas. Can you hand them real quick?”

“What?” He replied, his eyes falling on the neatly folded clothes on your bed. He knew damn well what you were talking about. “Own legs stopped working?”

“I’m naked, asshole.” You returned, opening the door slightly to show him the towel around your body. His eyes widened slightly upon the sight, but the rest of his face didn’t give anything away about him. Suddenly growing conscious of the single layer hiding your body from him, you closed the door a nudge.

“Your point?” He asked, not breaking eye contact with you. It was then that you realised he wasn’t going to help you. And thus, reluctantly, you stepped out of the warm bathroom, into the cold bedroom. Your wet feet padding across the wooden floors. Dean didn’t seem bothered by the slightly red colour of it.

Grabbing the clothes from your bed, you turned back around, ready to make a bee-line to the bathroom. But Dean’s figure interrupted your path, making you halt suddenly. In his hand, he held one clean boxer short, stolen from the pile of clothes that was now in your arms.

He knew you forgot your pyjamas before you even mentioned it.

“Very mature, Winchester.” You snarked, grabbing the piece from his hands.

“Only for you, sweetheart.” He winked, yet refused to step aside just yet. You were now nose to nose with him and neither of you intended to move yet. Being so close to him wasn’t rare for you, but it did nothing to soothe the turmoil in your stomach.

You raised your eyebrows at him expectantly, but he just shook his head once, refusing you passage.

“So?” You asked him, now taking over his overly confident gaze.

“So, what?” He repeated, surprised by the sudden change in your face. 

Laying one hand on his shoulder, you leaned in closer, silently surprised at the lack of hesitation in your voice and actions. “Gonna join me or what?”

With that, you pushed him aside slightly, stunning him enough to successfully walk back to the bathroom. When you turned around, you still found him standing there, unsure of what to do.

“I’m serious, Winchester.” You confirmed, nodding your head towards the tub slightly. “It’ll be cold in a while.”

That was all he needed to hear, apparently, for his feet suddenly dragged him after you, both towels and clothes already forgotten. As he entered the bathroom, you already placed your clothes on top of the toilet lid, your heart beating in your throat.

Did you want him to join you? Yes. Did you expect him to actually do it? No. But if you’d grow nervous now, you’d lose it all again. Fuck self consciousness.

From behind you, you could feel Dean’s finger ghosting over your shoulder blades, your shoulder moving away from his touch slightly. A light wound had begun to form on top of it, and though you have had worse, the sight of it still wasn’t pretty. A mix of purple and green was littered around the open wound, and a small amount of blood still dripped from it.

“What’s the word, doc?” You tried to humour him. “Am I gonna die?”

“You need to clean this.” Dean ignored your question, holding his hand under the streaming faucet before using it to lightly dab the blood away. You winced slightly at the feeling, but let him do it all the same.

“I have priorities.” You mumbled, referring to the bathtub in front of you. Then, you turned around to face him, shrugging the injured shoulders to prove to him it didn’t affect you much.

It did. And he knew. But he let it be for the moment. Instead, he leaned his head down slightly, looking into your eyes with an intent you haven’t seen since you got locked in a closet together hunting a vampire nest. You’ve never been this close save for that moment. And now, you weren’t confined in a small space. This was a bathroom with relative room to walk.

“When are we going to do something about this unspoken thing between the two of us?” He dared to voice lowly, taking you by surprise. Swallowing down the nerves bottling up in your stomach, you tried to resist the urge to lean forward just slightly. You could feel his hot breath on your lips, yet you remained frozen in your spot.

“When someone decides to stop toying with me.” You spoke honestly, your confidence now fading as your voice turned soft.

“Don’t play all innocent.” Dean accused, not in anger, but in some form of humour you couldn’t quite place.

“I only play your game, because you wouldn’t bother to blink at me if I didn’t.” “That’s not true.” He interrupted. Now, it was your turn to look at him incredulously. “I’m serious.” He defended.

“Right,” you agreed sarcastically, forcing yourself to break away from him, putting distance between the two of you. “Then, how is it we are now in the bathroom together, one of us naked? Would we have ended up here if I hadn’t said anything?”

Dean remained silent at those words, staring at his feet as all flirtatious remarks seemed to fly out of the window. “Didn’t think you’d be interested.” He confessed.

Halting your movement, you turned around in surprise, scoffing slightly as you observed his hesitant gaze. “You’re joking.”

“Usually, a girl doesn’t leave me hanging for years.” He went on, shrugging the vest off his shoulders, much too interested in the warm tub now.

“Usually, you wouldn’t follow her if she gave you a chase of years.” You filled in, carefully shedding your towel before lowering yourself into the tub. You were painfully aware of Dean’s eyes on you, but you refused to acknowledge them, frightened you might say the wrong thing or do something stupid. 

You waited for him to make the next move. He hadn’t done anything besides talk and get rid of that flannel. He was still there in his pants and shirt. It was a miracle his shoes were already off.

“That tub is never going to fit both of us.” He finally spoke, referring to the amount of space left. True, it hadn’t been a huge tub, but it would do. 

To make your point clear, you moved to the middle of the tub, folding your legs together so your knees were resting against your chest. Putting your head on top of it, you looked at him in suspense.

“Is it not?”

Exhaling deeply, Dean ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head. “You gotta stop this game, sweetheart.”

And again, he froze. You were so close now. What’s a few more words? 

“Cold feet, Winchester?” You tried to challenge. “Nothing I haven’t seen before.”

It was true. Sam and Dean had no problem walking out of the bathroom without a towel. Dean more so than Sam, but you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t seen anything before.

Then, Dean knelt down, his face now at level with yours. Before you could let any other sarcastic comment fly from your mouth, Dean’s lips found yours, his hand flying to the back of your neck to keep you close. Clumsily, you leaned forward, your wet hands now clinging to his shirt as you greedily kissed back. 

Now falling to his knees, Dean hastily removed the shirt from his head, his pants following soon after. His lips returned to yours whilst his hands struggled to take off his socks without looking. Your arms wrapped around his neck, nearly forcing him into the tub already.

“Baby, give me a moment,” he mumbled against your lips, parting briefly to take off the remainder of his clothes. If it hadn’t been for the kiss, you might have looked away in embarrassment and privacy, but you had no time for it now. The second Dean set foot in the tub, you had reached for his hands, dragging him down as your lips found his again. 

His hands wandered to the small of your back, grabbing you flush against him as he placed you in his lap. Holding his arms tightly, you tried to force him to lean back slightly, holding your weight completely in his arms.

“Dean?” A voice called through the room suddenly. For a moment, he stopped moving, his hands grabbing your hips tightly, his mouth removed inches from yours. You could feel his eyes staring into yours deeply, but you were too focused on his lips.

“Yeah?” Dean called shamelessly, almost smiling as he watched your expression turn sour.

There was a beat of silence, of realisation, before a loud groan came from the bedroom. “Really? Right now?”

“Don’t worry, Sammy,” you called. “We’ll keep it PG.” That is when Dean’s face turned sour.

“I don’t even want to hear it!” Sam called through the walls.

“We won’t do any funny business.” You continued, shrugging as Dean looked at you in exasperation and disapproval. Yet, a small smile climbed onto his face as his eyes now travelled lower, placing a kiss between your neck and shoulder.

“Dude, she’s smoking hot.” “I need to bleach my ears.” The younger sibling answered, ending the conversation from both sides.

A smile climbed on your face as you leaned forward, resting your head against Dean’s chest as he wrapped his arms around your body.

“No funny business?” He repeated through a whisper, looking down at you in disappointment.

“The mood is kind of ruined right now, isn’t it?” You looked up at him, smiling as his eyes met yours again. “I don’t know.” He mumbled, before leaning forward, pressing his lips against yours as one of his hands travelled up to wind into your hair. Humming in satisfaction, you shifted in his lap, grinning against his lips as he groaned from under you. 

Parting from you again, he looked at you through his lashes. His face was flushed, his hair dishevelled, and his lips held that same boyish grin you had fallen in love with all these years ago.

“Is it?”

[sadhornydemons]

Rapid-Spoiler-Season-Speculation: Full Moon Edition

Following the lead, but hopefully not completely on the coattails of many great theories, I'll throw my ideas into the wind and hopefully only end up half wrong.

Stolas's bed curtains can be seen, this appears to be his magic displaying the day's info.

Stolas still has his bandaged arm. Cue panic, then duet song.

Afterwards, IMP returns from a mission, Loona has the book.

Time is 10 minutes until 6pm, clock out time! At least for Blitz who has removed his jacket.

Get in bitch, we're going shopping at the Asmodues private reserve safe, emphasis on privates.

(Fizz, unless Stolas is in full demon mode, that thing will murder his cloaca and not in a good way)

Meanwhile, waiting, worrying.

(Blitz, isn't not gonna fit!)

"Stolas, you don't have to turn on that red light." ♪

And as everyone and their second cousin predicted, Blitz freaks out. As to how long the talk went, or what exactly was stated, we'll have to wait and see. But we get a taste of Blitz cursing Stolas out.

Stolas is roughly still in the same place, as the earlier scene, as he gives what seems to be a closing goodbye. Although dialogue can easily be mixed in a trailer.

And at some point we get this moment of Blitz, with a sad expression(?), seemingly reaching for Stolas in what appears to be inside.

Then being teleported outside (by magic)?

Also referenced in a fantasy sequence here:

Did Blitz say some very terrible things to Stolas before the full details of the Asmodean crystal and Stola's intentions for their relationship were made clear to him? And then regretfully try to make amends? That's full speculation on my part, but considering what we get in what appears to be a follow up scene between these two:

The most common theory I've seen and can still believe myself is that this scene will take place in the Apology Tour, but I think it's actually taking place in Full Moon. This entire episode will probably be focused on these two and the preceded scenes (even with missing parts) aren't enough to fill a full (and heavily anticipated) one.

On a commentary note, and not to pick sides, but Blitzø Buckzo, what DID you do?! That bird didn't balk when you were torching his beloved Loo Loo Land to the ground and now he looks like he's 2 seconds away from releasing the hellhounds on your ass.

But on a positive note, he's at least outside, drinking wine and reading a romance novel. Not knocking down absinthe with the houseplants or burning all of Blitz's horse drawings in effigy. It's more of the 'My lovelife is in the shitter, Gabriella' vs 'He'll never love me and I'll die alone next the ice cubes' mood of earlier. But either way, dude looks PISSED.

A mocking angry bow. Blitz has a smile, but maybe it's just because they're talking instead of Stolas ignoring him.

(book is still in hand) "Do you have any kind of remorse for what you do?" matches the mouth movements. Yeah, I'm pretty sure this is directed at Blitz. Unless Stella happened to drop by at a bad time to pick up her mail (what happened?!!)

Judging by the sky, it now appears to be morning.

(note the roof and curtains behind Stolas, they're now under/inside a fancy canopied tent) Owl is still angry.

Blitz has kicked back his feet, making himself at home. Stolas's pose is familiar but possibly still mocking, based on his earlier expression. Does Blitz want to solve their problem the usual way and Stolas may not bite this time?

End of my speculated/confirmed sceencaps from this episode, save maybe for this:

Granted, this could be a scene from any of the Blitzø-Conga-Line-Trauma-Storyarc of this season, but I'm thinking it may end this particular one. Leaving Stoltiz in a not great, but possibly getting things out into the open place.

Leading into the Apology Tour!

[ser-zoras]

asoiaf predictions that will probably make people mad

sansa politically marries that guy whatshisface. kills littlefinger in self defense either via moon door or very fancy knife, possibly also poison. declares her husband regent of the vale in littlefinger's absence, and quickly allies herself with daenerys as dany pushes west. they fall in love, the embodiment of ice and fire.

brienne doesn't kill jaime bc honestly where would that leave the rest of us. anyway. they probs talk their way out of fighting lady stoneheart and either jaime dies fighting the others, leaving brienne to hedge knight her way around in his honor, or they disappear into the riverlands, never to be heard from again.

if any of the key five die (again), it's gonna be dany, but not in a mad queen way, but in self-sacrifice against the others after her conquest of westeros, which started with dragonstone. thematically implies that the reason daenys had that vision in the first place was so that the targaryens would continue on and produce dany in order to save the world. somehow the destruction of the iron throne will factor in, having served its distorted purpose in keeping the targaryen line alive long enough to create daenerys. this either kills drogon or sends him off toward the sunset sea.

dragonrider bran. either he or jon will rule westeros, don't know which.

speaking of jon, he's going to Come Back Wrong somehow. I think it'll be a targaryen-related way, but he's gonna eventually come around with his stark heritage. if he doesn't end up king of the seven kingdoms, he'll be king beyond the wall.

i don't know what's going to happen to arya. i think she'll surprise me, but i'm certain she's not gonna be lady of winterfell. i think that contradicts too much of her personal convictions about her purpose in life.

contrary to popular belief, i think there's only a 50/50 chance tyrion's gonna be a dragonrider. he's going to come over with dany but he will either choose to return to essos, searching for tysha or possibly accepting the reality of her death, or he'll stay on in westeros as jon's hand of the king. either way, penny will be a significant deciding factor.

stannis kills davos. not as a murder plot, but it's gonna be like. a whole thing.

missandei is protected and cared for and she writes a history of dany's brief reign as an adult(manifesting) and rickon is undeniably Odd now but he's going to be okay and somehow ends up the most normal brother. absolute tourney knight of a fellow (manifesting).

and last but not least, cersei is not killed by either of her brothers, although i think there's a slim chance she kills jaime, which triggers her death. she will be killed by one of her own plots, probably one related to wildfire, but being cersei, she will internalize it as a death by tyrion's hand.

[shayrose5494]

Valentino Must Die

So I have Hazbin Hotel brainrot and hate Valentino with a fiery passion. So I decided to compile a list of who I'd like to see be the one to off him when his time comes and how I think it would go down. This list is essentially from least exciting (but no less satisfying) to most exciting:

6. Husk

Now Husk is so low on this list because let's be honest, he's one of the most predictable ones to do it. It's been established by Vivziepop that apparently his and Angel's relationship will be a slow burn, but it's been hinted HuskerDust is endgame, so it would make sense for Husk to be the one to take Val out.

I imagine that one day, Angel returns to the hotel seriously hurt because of Val. This would be the tipping point for Husk. So he tracks down Val. Now this part could go one of two ways visually:

Scenario 1: We see Husk track down Val, and after a bit of a confrontation (and veiled threat on Husk's end), the screen cuts to black. Cut back to the Hotel, where Angel is finding out Husk went after Val. Angel, despite being in pain, has to go find Husk. But before he can leave, a bloodied Husk returns. He tells Angel he never has to worry about Val hurting him again and that he'll keep him safe. Insert HuskerDust first kiss.

Scenario 2: Husk still tracks down Val, but Angel arrives before the fight really begins. Val tries to hurt (or even kill) Angel. This send Husk into a rage and for the first time we get to see Husk's full demon appearance. The fight ensues and Husk comes out on top. Insert HuskerDust first kiss (I kinda sort ship it lol)

5. Angel

Angel is the one that has the most motivation to kill Val, which is why he's also so low on this list. Like Husk, this is quite predictable.

I imagine something along the lines of Husk's Scenario 2. But instead of Husk going full demon (maybe because he's lost his overlord status he can't go full demon anymore) he still fights as is. Unfortunately, this gives Val the upperhand.

So when it seems Val is going to win this fight, and possibly kill Husk, Angel shoots Val. We know Angel has the guns to do it. But he's always been too afraid of Val to follow through. But seeing Husk, someone he loves, facing Val's wrath, this would be the motivation Angel needs. (We know Angel is protective about those he cares about, like he was with Charlie when she came to the studio). Angel kills Val and HuskerDust kiss. (I'm trying to manifest it into existence ok).

4. Charlie

Now, I don't actually think Charlie would kill Val. However, I'm not gonna rule it out or be mad about it if it happens.

After all, we all saw how she went full demon after Sir Pentious' death. I wouldn't put it past Charlie to go full demon on Val after learning the extent of his abuse towards Angel (she nearly did in the studio). She's already lost one friend, she's not about to loose another. But we all know, that if Charlie got into a fight with Val, there would be no option of sparing him. And not even Angel would be able to talk her out of it this time.

3. Cherri

I feel like Cherri's motivation would be similar to Charlie's. She also lost Sir Pentious and there is no way in hell (pun 10000% intended) she's going to loose Angel to moth boy.

I'd love nothing more than to see her shove one of her bombs down his throat then walk away as he explodes in the background like in an action movie.

2. Niffty

Nothing would bring me more joy than watching Niffty pull an Adam2.0 with Val. And since we know that she enjoys killing bugs, watching her kill the giant pest would be so satisfying.

I imagine that Angel would finally tell Val, he's done, contract be damned. So Val shows up to the hotel. A fight between Val and the gang ensues. Val, like Adam, starts monologuing, until a knife pops through his chest.

Bonus points if Niffty does it because a tiny moth came flying through the lobby, so her thinking it's the same principle as with mother roaches and their children, kills Val to send a message to the moths lol.

Finally, last but never least, and my personal favorite because it's so out of left field:

Alastor

Now, hear me out, this one's a bit strange, but let me explain:

Imagine the Husk/Angel scenario where Husk goes after Val, but Val gets the upper hand. Husk is seriously injured (not killed mind you, just injured). While Alastor doesn't consider Husk a friend, he does own Husk's soul. And if you think anyone but Alastor can hurt Husk and get away with it, you'd be sorely mistaken.

Alastor would rip Val limb from limb (and we love that for Val). Plus this would reinforce the rivalry between Alastor and Vox, especially of Vox and Val are still in their dating phase of their on/off relationship. This could even bump Vox up to a serious antagonist for the hotel.

I know that some of these were a bit far-fetched, but I love twists and turns like that in movies and TV. Going in one direction for so long before taking an unexpected turn. If anyone else has any other ideas let me know. I want to hear all of the fun ways we could kill Val. In the meantime:

Piggy kisses for your troubles.

[another-goblin]

Random thoughts on Sunday and new Tingyun

Now that they officially teased playable Sunday, I'm worried about something. The game tends to introduce important things about characters to then completely disregard them (I think Blade is the biggest victim of this; I might make a post about it. I mean, currently he's just like a grumpy but harmless socially awkward uncle. He might have been a bit mean to our friend, but it's all in the past, right? Nothing bad worthy of addressing. Not like he was teased as a cosmic-level threat, a spirit of vengeance fueled by pain and madness who subjected DH to decades, if not centuries, of exquisit torture and killed thousands of innocent people).

So Sunday is basically a typical "morally-grey" vilian, doing a very bad thing "for greater good." And let's not forget what he did to Aventurine. He prodded into his past, knowing that it's a very painful topic to him, with no reason basically, just to show that he has an upper hand. And then just doomed him to 17 hours of absolute torture and inavitable death in the end, knowing full well that he isn't responsible for Robin's "death." Again, vilian behavior.

How is the game going to deal with it? My prediction - by completely ignoring it. He's going to be just a normal chill guy who just loves his sister. The story will handwave everything he did off as his mentor's fault or something. I really hope I'm wrong. A character being forced to face and process the bad things they did and achieve character development through it would be a first for this game. But just wait and see them completely neuter one of their most interesting, complex, and morally-grey characters.

BTW, they really have a tendency to remove responsibility from characters. 

Whatever Blade did, it's not his fault because he was driven crazy by mara and Jingliu's torture. But it's not her fault because she was driven crazy by mara and whatever Yingxing and Dan Feng did to Baiheng. But it's not their fault either, because although they kind of still exist enough to create some kind of connection with these past events, it's not enough to bear any responsibility for what their past selves did. A lot of very bad things happened, but nothing is anybody's fault, how convenient. Similarly, what Cocolia did isn't her fault because she was controlled by stellaron. I hope they won't do something like that to Sunday.

Speaking of new characters, not gonna lie, I'm very excited to see new Tingyun (also glad to see a new version of a non-Astral Express character).

I hope she's not some messed-up zombie reanimated by Ruan Mei, but our good old actual Tingyun. But her return to Luofu is going to be awkward. I mean, we had a whole sad little event, everybody saying their heartfelt goodbye to her and stuff, giving her postimous gifts. A bit impolite of her to return alive now. 

But that finally puts an end to the idea that there are stakes and that playable characters can die. After so many fakeouts, it loses its impact; even if they actually kill a character for good one day, nobody will believe it. My prediction: next they'll find a way to make Misha and Gallagher "real boys."

btw isn't it weird how they make very similar characters sometimes? First we have two 5-star young barefoot girls, who are physical destruction and have very similar mechanics. Now two 5-star fire nihility foxians with pink tails.

[sinfulwonders]

The Little Things

BKDK - 1452 words (SFW)

Katsuki downed the rest of his beer, thudding it on the table.

“You sure you’re okay, man?” Kirishima asked.

“Yeah,” Katsuki grunted, running his hair through his hands irritably, “Just had a rough week ‘n need to unwind.”

“Alright buddy, let me know if you want to talk!”

“Will do. I’m gonna grab another beer.” Katsuki stood, making his way to the bar. It had been a rough week. Rough month. Rough forever since he came to one stupid ass conclusion:

He was in love with Izuku Midoriya.

It wasn’t some big grand event (like dying for Izuku during the war) that caused him to realize, either. No, it was infuriatingly normal. He and Izuku had been hero partners for the better part of a year now, and as Katsuki predicted, they worked flawlessly together. They were a perfect duo and had been flying up the ranks ever since they joined forces. It was perfect.

So why did Katsuki have to go and ruin everything with feelings?

It had been an ordinary patrol that day, when Katsuki and Izuku had returned to their agency. After changing Katsuki flopped onto the sofa of their joint office with a groan.

“We didn’t even fight anybody worth remembering today, so why the fuck am I so tired?”

Izuku entered the office with an understanding smile, “That’d be because you’ve been putting in extra shifts in lately, Kacchan.”

Katsuki waved him off, “Endeavor’s agency needed help with that kidnapping case. It was dumb extra work, but I couldn’t let that asshole stay in his number 1 spot.”

“Sure,” Izuku grinned, knowing Katsuki would have helped out regardless of Endeavor’s ranking.

“Shuddup, nerd,” Katsuki threw an arm over his face. Izuku giggled, plopping on the couch next to him. Katsuki slung his legs over the other’s lap like it was normal.

They sat like that for a while until, “Hey Kacchan.”

“Hmm?”

“What are you doing for dinner tonight?”

Katsuki lifted the arm from his face, eyeing the green haired man, “Same thing I do most nights. Whip up something from whatever crap I have in my fridge. Why?”

“I was wondering if you’d like to come over? I was working on a recipe and wanted to show you,” Izuku scratched his chin, looking almost nervous.

Katsuki raised his eyebrows at that. Izuku wasn’t a bad cook by any means, but he was not a recipe type of person. He was a throw together ingredients and hope they taste good type of guy. “You? A recipe?” Izuku’s wide eyes met his own and he felt his breath catch. This seemed to mean a lot to him. “Sure. It better fucking taste good, though. I don’t want to put out any fires when I’m off the clock.”

Izuku beamed at him and Katsuki knew he made the right choice.

Katsuki was sat on Izuku’s couch watching some dumb soap opera after Izuku kicked him out of the kitchen, saying it was a surprise. Katsuki didn’t go without a fight but was eventually commandeered to the couch. “You almost done?” he asked in a huff. He heard Izuku laugh from the kitchen, and he grumbled.

Finally, Izuku came out of the kitchen with two steaming bowls of curry. He placed them gingerly on the kitchen table, and beckoned Katsuki over.

The blonde sniffed the air. It almost smelled nostalgic.

“I hope you like it,” Izuku smiled.

Katsuki took a small bite, and he gasped at the familiarity of the taste, “Oh my god. No way.” The spice curled around him like home, “My favorite curry house. The one that closed down. Did you get the recipe from them?”

“You were able to tell?” Izuku was practically glowing, “I’ve been working on trying to get it up to par for a while, but honestly, I just got too excited and had to show you!” Izuku continued to ramble on about how he had to call around and get info for different parts of the recipe, while also try several different spice combinations to get the taste just right.

Katsuki just stared, eyes wide.

Izuku had done that for him. He knew that they would do anything for each other, heck Katsuki knew firsthand they would even die for each other. But this, seemingly one of the many things they’ve done for each other, this was different somehow.

This was such a small thing in the long run, learning a new recipe for someone, but Izuku did it because he knew how much it meant to Katsuki. And in that moment Katsuki knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with this man.

I love him.

Katsuki choked on his curry.

“Oh! Are you okay? It’s not too spicy, is it?” Izuku ran into the kitchen, grabbing some extra napkins.

“No,” Katsuki forced himself to say when Izuku came back, fussing over him, “It’s perfect.”

So yeah, Katsuki Bakugo was in love with Izuku Midoriya. And it was ruining his life.

He turned away from the bar, umpteenth beer sloshing in his hands.

“Kacchan?”

Katsuki almost groaned, turning towards the source of his misery, “Hey.”

It was just his luck that the love of his life would be at the same stupid bar as he and his friends were.

“Oh, it looks like Tsu and Ochako already found Kirishima and Mina. Do you mind if we hang out with you guys?” Katsuki reached out and flicked Izuku on the forehead, to which the other yelped, “Hey!”

“They’re y’r friends, too. Y’ don have to ask to sit with us.”

Izuku’s eyes widened, a small, surprised smile on his face, “Oh. You’re right. Thanks, Kacchan.”

“Jus c’mon,” The blonde dragged the green haired boy over to their table and into the seat next to him.

As Izuku greeted their friends, Katsuki took a generous sip of his beer. He let the music in the bar roll over him, and allowed himself to just sink for a while. Just watching the love of his life.

“-achan. Kacchan?”

Katsuki picked his head up from where he’d apparently laid it down on the table, “Mm-what?”

Izuku was looking at him worriedly, “Are you okay? Did you have too much to drink?”

“Sh’dup,” he slurred, pushing an accusatory finger into the other’s chest, “It’s y’r fault.”

“My fault?” Izuku eyebrows shot up, “How’s that, Kacchan?”

“It’s y’r stupid face! I can’t stop thikin’ bout it!” Katsuki bemoaned, glaring at the other, “It’s so stupid and I just wanna squeeze it and kiss y’r dum fuckin’ freckles all the time. Lovin’ you is so annoying; I swear to God.”

Izuku gasped, gripping onto Katsuki’s arm, “What did you just say?”

“’Re ya fuckin deaf?” Katsuki growled, leaning next to Izuku’s ear, “Your. Face. Is. Stupid.”

“Not that,” Izuku rolls his eyes. When Katsuki just kind of looks at him, Izuku relents, breathing out, “You said you loved me.”

“Shit.” Katsuki’s ears reddened, “Don’ tell sober me that I told you that. It was s’posed to be a secret.”

“Don’t tell- Kacchan!” Izuku grabbed his shoulders as the blonde tried to escape, pulling him back into his chair, “How long have you known? How long were you planning on keeping this a secret?”

Katsuki sighed, resting his head on Izuku’s shoulder, “Forever, maybe. I don’ know.”

“Why?”

“Didn’t want things to change. Didn’t want you to hate me.”

Izuku exhales, resting a hand in the blonde’s hair. Katsuki leans into the touch. “I could never hate you. Pretty much the opposite, really.”

Katsuki leans back, meeting Izuku’s eyes. He whispers, looking nervous about the answer. “Promise?”

“Promise.”

Katsuki smiles, resting his head back on Izuku’s shoulder happily.

“I will be having some words with sober Kacchan, though.”

“Shit. I’d hate to be that guy,” Katsuki mutters. Izuku laughs, running his hands through blonde strands once more.

--

Katsuki drags himself from unconsciousness with a groan, feeling around blindly for his bedside lamp. God he feels like death. He flicks on the light, and sees his phone plugged in, which is honestly better than he expected. He goes to grab it, then pauses when he sees a full cup of water, some aspirin, and a note.

“Hi Kacchan!

Hope your headache isn’t too bad this morning! I left you some extra strength aspirin, so make sure to take them, okay?”

Katsuki rubs a hand down his face. So Izuku was the one who brought him home.

Izuku was the one that saw him drunk.

Fucking Fantastic.

Memories of the previous night come flooding back as he reads the last couple lines.

“Oh, and don’t forget about our little talk you promised me, alright?

XO Izuku”

Katsuki pales.

[jaemmphilia]

★ 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘦: 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 ★ || han j.s

★ summary: it's your first SKZ CODE episode with the boys as their newest member. jyp decided to add you to stray kids after he saw your audition. he felt that you were the thing that stray kids was missing, and he pushed you to debut immediately. things start out awkwardly, and you feel so left out. but as you eat fried clams with the boys,, they start to very slowly warm up to you. maybe it would have been a good idea to mention you are deathly afraid of pools and various bodies of water.

★ characters: bang chan, lee know, changbin, y/n (he/him pronouns and a masculine frame), hyunjin, han, felix, seungmin, i.n

★ warnings: based off of the most recent skz code episodes where they visit the mud flaps, it's gonna be a little awkward at first, skz ignore y/n (not on purpose, it's just a little new for them), reader is afraid of water and nearly drowns, changbin pushes reader into the water (pls don't hate me for that), he apologizes tho, han and felix being best boys, let me know if i forgot anything

★ word count: 3.8K (3,867)

★ binnie's thoughts: my ride or die gave me the genius idea to write a fic based off the most recent skz episodes, and i just had to deliver

★ disclaimer: this fic in absolutely NO way represents the stray kids members as people. this is just for fun, so don't take it to heart. just enjoy!

You feel the need to throw up your breakfast– and you would be totally okay with it. It would give you an excuse to not show up for filming. This wasn’t really how you expected your idol life to be. You thought you would be put into a group that was on its way to debuting. Not joining a group that already debuted and is at the top of its career. 

Stray Kids proved themselves that they are still as successful with eight members rather than the original nine. After the situation with Woojin, Stray Kids went off like a rocket, pushing their way up the charts and blowing the competition out of the park. You admire that about them, and you wish to be part of a successful group just like that. 

It seems that you really do get what you wish for.

JYP made sure you were ready to become a member of Stray Kids. You have your own SKZOO character, a cow mixed with a koala named Mookie– and he released some photos of you from a photoshoot. You already have a set position in the group, based on your audition video. You’re the ace, the all-rounder, the one to do it all. You can’t help but feel under pressure with that title. You’re expected to sing, rap, dance, and look exceptionally stunning all at the same time, and the thought of that alone gives you the shakes. 

The eight males were really confused when Chan was called into a meeting with JYP himself. They thought their precious leader was in trouble for something. The remaining seven of them paced around their dorm, some of them biting their nails as they waited for Chan to get back. Felix started to tear up thinking they were going to disband. With a little consolation from his favorite hyung, Changbin, he was able to calm down enough to stop his tears. 

When Chan returned to them, his expression was unclear to them. Sometimes they can predict what’s wrong just by the way Chan’s face is twisted up, but for the first time in a while, they were stumped. 

Chan sat down with his hands propped up under his chin. His eyebrows were furrowed, his lips drawn in a straight line. Then he spoke up. 

“JYP is adding someone to the group.” 

You could hear a pin drop in the room. No one knew what to say. What could they say? Their entire world was just flipped upside down. They had spent years getting used to being a group of eight, now they have to let a complete stranger into their close-knit family? 

Felix was the first to speak up, and everyone turned their attention to him. He gulped before speaking, “Do we know who it is? When are they joining?” the blonde haired male couldn’t stop the shakiness of his voice as he looked at Chan. 

“Well, JYP told me that he’s been a trainee for a few years now. JYP said he doesn’t fit into any of his other groups, and he truly believes the guy fits our group the most.” Chan said with a deep sigh falling from his lips as he took a moment to let the news sink in. 

“I don’t think this is a good idea. What if he turns out to be like…” A pause. “You-know-who?” Everyone could feel the air being sucked out of the room after Jeongin spoke. 

It was something to consider. The entire situation with Woojin was nearly career-ending for them. The alleged actions of just one person nearly ruined everything for them. 

“No. JYP wouldn’t do that to us. I won’t allow anyone to hurt us like he did. Not again.” Chan says, looking at each and every one of his brothers. They could tell he was serious, his brows were furrowed and there wasn’t a single hint of amusement on his face. 

The boys all shared a group hug, and for a second, the impending anxiety of adding someone to their family was gone. 

Of course, it would only last for a short time. 

Which brings us to the present. You are riding in a van separate from the other members, on your way to the first filming location. You had filmed a little introduction video before you got onto the bus, and you were told it would play before the actual SKZ CODE video started. You had tried to not appear nervous, your hand gripping your jeans tightly out of the camera's view. You put on a gentle smile as you introduced yourself, hoping to make a good enough impression. 

You settle down in the van, holding Mookie in your arms as you buckle in. You hope they’ll accept you, because you have worked your ass off to debut. You may not be debuting how you had hoped to, but at this point you shall settle with whatever is given to you. 

You place your headphones on your head, leaning your head on the window as you play songs from the playlist you use when you sleep. You look out the window at the foggy sky and you realize the weather describes your mental state perfectly at this very moment. Dark. Quiet. Foggy and hard to see through. You sigh once again as the van starts moving. Hopefully this goes smoothly.

The Stray Kids boys are talking to each other while the cameras are off, and your name finds its way into the conversation once again. The air shifts awkwardly, the eight of them still in disbelief that a total stranger is being added to their group. 

They are looking at your headshots on Hyunjin’s phone, each and every one of them are impressed by your good looks. The expression on your face is intimidating, the lights casting shadows that dance along your smooth skin. They take in every single feature–your soft freckles that litter your cheeks and forehead, the little beauty mark on the tip of your nose, and the other beauty mark on your bottom lip. They can’t deny the fact that you are really attractive, you don’t look like the typical idol. 

Felix wonders if you two will bond over the fact that you both have freckles, or the fact that you’re both from different countries. Do you struggle with Korean like he does, or are you fluent like Chan? Do you have a preference for English or Korean? He wonders where you’re from, what was it like growing up for you? He feels a little bit of excitement bubbling in his chest at the idea of meeting someone who is similar to him. JYP told them a bit about you, and they were surprised to find out that you were from The United States. 

“He’s really attractive, I can’t deny it,” Lee Know speaks up from his spot, and he earns a series of agreements from everyone else. “And he looks like a sweet guy, I think we’re overthinking this entire situation.”

Chan hums, his expression still unreadable. He’s still on the fence about this, and he knows that he doesn’t really have a say in the situation. He wishes he did, because he would reject you immediately. He truly believes that Stray Kids are just fine as eight, not nine. And your position is the ace? Last time he checked, Han was their ace. They don’t need another one, Han does an amazing job as the ace of Stray Kids. Chan just hopes that Stay will be accepting.

The boys arrive before you do. They excitedly make their way to the mud flaps, each of them joking around with each other as the cameras roll. They laugh as Changbin chases Hyunjin, spouting something about romance. A few of them get closer to the mud flaps, while the others stick behind, watching fondly. They hear the door of a vehicle shut and they all whip their heads to look behind them. 

You start walking towards the eight males, Mookie is your clutches as you feel yourself start to sweat. You’re so nervous that you’re sweating while it’s cold outside. Your red-dyed hair is sticking up on one side–from laying your head on the van window–and your gray cardigan is slipping off your wide shoulders. You feel the cameras on you as you walk closer to your new bandmates. 

Once you deem yourself close enough for them all to hear you, you bow towards them. “Hello. My name is Lim Y/N, it’s nice to properly meet you all,” you say as you try to keep your voice from sounding so shaky. Your hands are clammy and wet with sweat. “I hope we can all get along, thank you again.” You stand up straight and take in their expressions.

Chan motions for everyone to get in line to do their group introduction. They all bow to you and introduce themselves one by one. You smile softly at them despite the awkwardness that sits heavily in the air. 

“So, uhm, should we go eat fried clams, now?” Changbin says, breaking the silence and awkward eye shifting. Chan agrees and they all retreat to their van, leaving you behind. 

You try to not let it get to you as you walk to your van. You squeeze Mookie’s plushy body as you take a few deep breaths. 

Once you all arrive at the restaurant, you sit at the table with Chan, Felix, Lee Know, and Han. You wait for them to get whatever food they want before you start grabbing some for yourself. When you take that first bite, you light up at how tasty it is. 

You’re no stranger to Korean cuisine, you did end up living with your grandma from the age of fourteen to your current age of twenty-three. When you were younger, you had no knowledge of your Korean heritage. Of course you knew your father was Korean and was born in South Korea, but ultimately you knew little to nothing about what it meant to be half-Korean. So, after some long conversations with your mother and father, they convinced you to move in with your grandma in Daejoon, South Korea. You were super excited, bright-eyed and itching for a change. At first it was a little difficult to adjust. You barely knew the language– you only knew a few phrases that helped you get around, but that was it. You are grateful that you have the ability to retain information quickly, and it’s all thanks to your mother. She’s a successful professor at a high-end college where she teaches psychology in Georgia.

“Wah, I’ve never had fried clams before. At least not any like this,” You say a little quietly, not wanting to draw any attention to yourself. Too bad everyone heard you. 

Felix pipes up after he finishes chewing his food. “You haven’t? Did you just move to Korea or have you been here for a while?” He asks and you notice how genuine he sounds. Like he’s interested in knowing more about you. It makes your heart beat fast in a good way.

“I was born in Georgia, in the US. But I moved to Daejoon when I turned fourteen, and I’ve been here ever since.” You told him, noticing that the others were also tuning in to what you’re saying. You earn a few hums of acknowledgement as everyone continues eating. 

“That’s pretty cool, looks like we have something in common.” Felix says, flashing you his sweet smile that makes you want to smile back. “You probably already know this, but I was born in another country. So was Chan hyung.”

You hum and nod as you chew your food, covering your mouth before you speak. “Yeah, I know quite a bit about you guys. You’re pretty famous all over.” You say with a soft laugh as you shake your head to move your fringe out of your eyes. 

Han finds himself staring at you while you talk. He likes the way your voice sounds when you speak, you have this smooth voice that feels like the softest silk on freshly lotioned skin. To Han, you look way better in person than in the pictures. Your skin is littered in light freckles, and the beauty marks on your face are so much more noticeable. He wonders what you sound like when you speak English. Is your voice more high pitched, low pitched, or is it the same? He feels an elbow jab his side and he fights the urge to screech like a crow. Damn Chan and his super parent senses.

The nine of you all finish eating and you’re cracking up at Felix and Jeongin when they go to feed the seagulls. You take videos of Seungmin trying to fight the birds, protecting Felix and Jeongin. You also take a few pictures of yourself near the mud flaps, and Felix ends up taking a few with you. You can tell he will become close to you pretty fast.

You all arrive at the house you’ll be staying at for two days and you’re all amazed by it. You all walk around and then you discover the basement. It’s unlike anything you’ve seen before– a karaoke machine, a nice pool table, and some arcade games. You watch as everyone rushes to play and sing. You don’t really see where you fit in, so you sit down and watch. You watch as they joke around and laugh. You listen to the inside jokes they have between each other. It makes your heart feel heavy knowing that you’ll possibly never be on the same level as them. They’ve been through so many ups and downs as a group, you will never understand what that’s like. 

You try to distract yourself with your phone, hoping that will prevent you from spiraling and crying in front of them. That would be pretty embarrassing on your part. You would hate to seem like someone who gets upset when he isn’t included, so you feel that a distraction is the best option. 

Felix is playing ping pong with Seungmin, and Seungmin notices that Felix keeps looking back at you. He’s starting to get a little annoyed that Felix isn’t paying attention to their very important game, so he huffs. 

“Hyung, pay attention! I’m so close to winning!” Seungmin whines, catching Felix’s attention. Felix apologizes and their game continues. One again, Felix misses the small white ball heading towards his side of the table. Seungmin knows it’s a point for him, but Felix didn’t even try to hit it. 

Seungmin lets out an annoyed groan and he looks to see where Felix is so focused on. It’s you. Seungmin takes a good look at you and he notices the look on your face. Longing. 

Hyung, invite him to play with you. We can continue our game later, I wanna go check out the rooms.” Seungmin says and Felix whips his head towards him. 

“Are you sure, Min? You don’t mind?” Felix asks, feeling bad for getting so distracted that he’s ruining the good time Seungmin is having. 

Seungmin nods and sets his paddle down. “Yeah. Just be prepared for me to kick your ass later.” Seungmin makes sure the cameras don’t pick up his vulgar language before he walks upstairs to check out the rooms.

Felix walks over to you, narrowly dodging Lee Know’s elbow that was so close to knocking him upside his head. Lee Know tends to get a little intense when he gets in the groove.

“Hey, Y/N hyung, do you wanna play some ping pong with me? Seungmin ditched me because he was losing so badly.” Felix says with a laugh. 

You look up when you hear someone talking to you in English. It honestly caught you off guard. It’s been a while since you’ve spoken English, you hope you still remember how to speak it (you’re a little dramatic, you get it from your dad–). 

“You– you want me to play with you?” You try not to sound too shocked, but you deem it to be a little too late for that. 

“Yeah, are you a sore loser like Seungmin, or are you a good sport when you lose?” Felix asks and you tut at him with a smirk. 

“Who said I was going to lose?” You retort back with your eyebrow cocked at him. Felix just laughs at you. 

“I’ll have you know I’m the best ping pong player out of all the guys.” Felix says, his hands on his hips in a victory pose. 

You stand up and start walking towards the ping pong table. “We’ll see about that, now won’t we?” you respond and pick up the paddle that Seungmin was once holding. You hunker down a bit, your eyes not leaving Felix’s form for a second. Poor Mookie sits abandoned on the seat near the karaoke machine. 

After everyone plays around for a bit, Seungmin comes downstairs whining about how he wants to swim. You freeze at the mentions of swimming, and your eyes shift around nervously. Everyone starts going to change, and you hesitate. Lee Know notices your hesitance, and he tilts his head at you. 

“Are you not coming? We’re gonna play some pool games. It’ll be fun.” He says, and you nod before you could stop yourself. 

“Yeah! I’m coming, don’t worry, hyung.” You smile at him as you follow behind him upstairs. You bite your fingernails anxiously at the idea of getting in the water. It sucks that one bad experience can completely ruin something for you. 

You get changed and you meet the others outside where the pool is. You stare at the deep blue water, your heart racing. You know you shouldn’t be standing so close to the edge, you could easily slip and fall in. You don’t want to drown on camera, much less in front of your groupmates. You feel a pair of hands on your back as they shove you forward, your arms and legs flailing as you fall into the water. 

The water isn’t deep, but that doesn’t matter to you. You thrash in the water, trying to get your head above the water. You panic, inhaling a large amount of water. You can’t breathe, your arms and legs are starting to hurt, and you just want out of the damn water. As you keep thrashing, you feel your body being pulled up and out of the water. 

Chan heaves you into a pool chair, his hands patting your back to help you spit out the water you inhaled. You cough as water spills from your mouth. Your chest and throat burns. You can feel your entire body shaking with fear. You start wheezing as you hug your knees, wanting the ground to open up and swallow you. You feel so embarrassed, you can’t do anything but cry. You hear someone telling the staff to turn off the cameras, and you feel a warm towel being placed on your tense shoulders. 

“Let me take him upstairs to get changed. I think it’s best if he doesn’t play volleyball with us.” Han says, his hand placed on your shoulder as he rubs comforting circles. Chan simply nods and tells the staff to resume filming when Han gets back from helping you get calmed down and dried off. 

Felix rushes over with something in his hand. Mookie. You look up at the blonde male, thanking him with your eyes. You take Mookie from him, following Han into the house. He guides you upstairs and sits you on the bed. 

“Can I look through your suitcase to get you some clean clothes?” He asks and you simply nod at him, sniffling. You watch as he opens your suitcase, rummaging through it. He pulls some clothes out and he guides you to the bathroom to change. 

You get changed and you shuffle out of the bathroom, a sad pout on your face. Han can’t help but think about how adorable you look. You might be older and taller than him, but you just look so soft. He feels his heart pick up pace as he stares. He should probably get back to the others to resume filming, but his feet won’t move. 

“Han, you should probably go back..” You say, your voice trailing off as you catch him staring at you. You feel shy under his gaze, no one’s ever looked at you like he’s looking at you right now. His eyes hold all emotions of attraction, the pools of deep brown staring into your own E/C eyes. You feel your ears get warm as you fight the goofy smile trying to make its way onto your face. 

“Right– sorry, uh.” He stutters, his neck turning a nice shade of deep red. He shakes his head, his ashy gray hair moving with his head. “Just– just let me know if you need anything, yeah? That must’ve been scary for you.” 

You nod, your voice raspy from coughing so much. “Yeah.. I don’t really like pools or large bodies of water, something happened when I was younger.” you explain softly, avoiding his concerned gaze. 

“I get it. I’m not the best swimmer, so I kind of see where you’re coming from.” Han says, trying to give some comfort, his hand coming up to rest on your shoulder. 

You simply give him a little smile, letting him know that you appreciate his comfort. You place your hand on top of his and you get an idea. 

“How about I play referee and scorekeeper for the volleyball game? I’ll keep my distance from the water and I won’t be missing out,”  you offer, and Han nods with a smile. 

“I think that’s a pretty smart idea, hyung,” he says, but he gives you a stern look. “Are you completely sure, though? Because you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” 

You hum and nod at him. He nods in response and the two of you walk back to the pool. 

Once you get outside, you’re being crushed by a pair of muscular arms. A string of apologies fall from Changbin’s mouth as he squeezes the life out of you. You can’t help but laugh at the shorter male.

“Hyung, I’m okay. You didn’t know that I’m afraid of water. I should apologize to you because I didn’t tell you beforehand.” You say, hoping to make the rapper feel better and less guilty. 

Changbin looks up at you, pouting. He lets you go and apologizes one more time. You wave him off and you pull up a pool chair near the middle of the edge of the pool. 

“Are you guys ready to play some volleyball?” You ask, earning a round of cheers from the males. You watch as they all hop into the water on their respective sides. You toss the ball into the water and whistle sharply, indicating the beginning of the game. You watch as they play, the cameras filming every second. 

You had your doubts about joining this group, but you think this could work out nicely. Let’s just hope it remains that way. 

[juxl25]

Future kuroshitsuji predictions / spoilers!

Due to the event of chapter 9 I have a feeling this mini arc is gonna end in the next few chapters or the next chapter so I’d like to make some predictions for what’s to come!

First of all I recon the grim reapers we are going to see at the Brighton resort is going to be Grell and William. This is because Grell is heavily involved in the investigation with the blood collection and bizarre dolls investigation and we since we haven’t seen her in any of the other mini arcs I feel it’s her time to appear, I also think William will appear as we haven’t seen him in a while (emerald witch arc) plus he’s not played the lead reaper since the book of circus arc. As a side note I think it would be funny to see William at a relaxation report considering his character.

Secondly, returning characters that I think will make an appearance. I think we will reunite with Soma at this resort and him and o!ciel will have some kinda show down. Where Soma will ether join forces with Ciel in order to avenge Agni or he will come to terms with his grief in some way and go through with his plans in returning to Bengal (I personally hope for the first option as I think it would seem more interesting).

A second group of characters I think will reappear is the P4 (Bluewer, Greenhill and Redmond) as they where trying to flee London at the time and I feel like they would go hide out in a smaller city where they wouldn’t be recognise as much. Or they would be is Brighton try to escape the country threw the ports there (as at the time Brighton was a massive port town as it was used to export coal) and just run in to o!ciel and Sebastian and once again get wrapped up in to whatever they are doing.

Now time for what I theories will happen.

If the p4 show up I have a feeling one of them will unfortunately die. As we’ve seen in recent chapter Toboso like to play the hammer of justice and i feel like certain members of the p4’s time is coming. I’d like to hope they have been forgiven as they were just kids and thought what they were doing was right, justified and they did try to fix it although not very well, but snake was a kid and didn’t directly kill someone but yet he still got killed so who knows! But yeah I think Greenhills gonna kick the bucket pretty soon(no hate to greenhill I love all the p4)

Another theory u have is that the event of the arc are going to take place in Brighton pier. This is despite the pier’s construction not starting till 1891 an not finishing till 1899, but minor historical inaccuracy is common in the kuroshitsuji universe so it’s fine.

But that’s my thoughts so far! If yall have anything to add please do comment :)

[earring-stede]

Updated predictions for OFMD season 2 episode 8: Finale

These are my updated predictions based on episodes 6 & 7, the trailer for episode 8, and all the BTS from the previous weeks

I knew that Izzy was gonna be caught, but now I know the whole crew of the Revenge will also be captured, along with Spanish Jackie and most of the Republic of Pirates. In fact the only people not caught during the raid, are Zheng and Stede who escaped to the forest, and Ed who completely missed the Raid after he left Stede.

As I previously predicted, Stede and Zheng will be hiding out together under the bridge from episode 1. Stede will comfort Zheng since Ricky wiped out most of her fleet. The English, however are hot on their heels, and their chase leads them to the beach.

Meanwhile… Ed has been living his regular life as a fisherman. I wouldn’t be surprised if he comes across one of Stede’s letters in a bottle while fishing. This prompts him to find Stede and return to the Republic of Pirates, which he finds in ashes. He will then fish out his leathers and reunite with Stede on the beach, which will mirror Stede’s dream sequence from episode 1.

Zheng, Ed and Stede will then liberate the crew from the English, and then use the uniforms of the slain soldiers to infiltrate the Navy. I don’t know what their goal is, perhaps revenge, perhaps to take back the republic, or stop Ricky once and for all. Let me know your theories.

The mission is a success, and they escape on the Revenge, however Izzy is badly hurt, and Wee John is missing from the rest of the promotional material. I now think the funeral scene I discussed in a previous post could come after their escape. Which raises the possibility that Izzy could die. I don’t know for sure - it could go either way. On one hand, I think it makes more sense for Wee John to die and Izzy to live, as discussed in my previous prediction posts. However, most non-spoiler reviews of episode 8 emphasise Con’s performance, and Wee John isn’t mentioned. This could indicate a dramatic death scene for Izzy, and that Wee John just might be absent from the second half of this episode like he was in episode 5. I am on the fence over who will die. Let me know your theories and I will place my bets with my episode 8 bingo sheet next week.

As for how the episode ends, we can see in the trailer that most of the crew will continue to sail on the Revenge, with Zheng as its new crew member. Although we don’t see Ed or Stede. This could mean that they have chosen to retire together, but my prediction is that they choose to continue to live at sea as pirates, BUT, under their own terms. The antagonist of this series is normality, and Stede from the beginning has asked what if we did things differently? I think the show is setting up this new form of piracy that would work for both Stede and Ed. What if instead of raiding and pillaging, they act as a beacon of light and a safe space for other pirates wishing to change. By saving these lost souls at sea, the crew sound less like pirates, and more like… mermen?

[blackbird-brewster]

CM Unpopular Opinions

Just a couple of weeks out from the new season, the new trailer just dropped, and people are getting hyped. For last season, I made a CME predictions post (which mostly came to pass, bc this show is so predictable) -- but this season, I'm going to post some unpopular opinions going into S17. Don't like, don't read.

WILL. Since we know Will won't be in this season, there have been speculations that JJ/Will will be getting a divorce, or that Will is going to die. I do NOT want Will to die. I hate that guy, I've never liked his character, but you know who I do love? JJ. She has already been through SO much, I do NOT want Hotch 2.0 in S17. I don't want Will to die, because that would be like ripping half of JJ's soul out of her chest and she deserves better. What I actually think will happen -- is just that Will is going back to being an off-screen partner like he was for most of the series.

JEMILY. I've already written my thoughts on Paget's Jemily hints on social media and why I think that's simply queerbaiting. There's no way Jemily is going to be canon, and I am HAPPY about that. I don't want Jemily to be canon!! Look at how this show treats canon relationships!! How many female romantic interests have been tortured and killed???? Why would I ever want Jemily in that crossfire? Also, as a fanfic author who has been writing Jemily for the past decade -- I don't want them to become canon, because that will squander so much creative potential. Fic authors fill in the gaps and subtext of canon, that's our job, when a relationship becomes canon it really loses it's appeal. That being said, I would love to actually see Emily and JJ interacting again. S16 really ignored their decade-long friendship altogether. Shit, I would love to just see them in the same fricking scene again.

REBECCA. All I want is for Rebecca to survive this season. As mentioned above, the way this show treats romantic interests of main characters is HORRIBLE. I'm forever furious with how the show handled Tara/Rebecca's relationship last season. I know fans hated Rebecca for getting pissed at Tara, but I still don't agree. What I do hate is how as soon as Tara's queerness served it's plot point (getting the inmate to admit he's gay too) -- the show nuked Tara's relationship altogether. I seriously love Rebecca, I think she adds a lot to the show. And since we already know Rebecca is in S17, I would LOVE to see Tara/Rebecca sit down and actually talk through their issues (like real adults!). I would LOVE for them to get the happy ending they deserve.

GARCIA'S ROMANCE. For real, I do not care about any of this love triangle bullshit with Garcia between Tyler and Luke or whatever tf is happening. I seriously hated what they did to Garcia's character in S16, it felt like they completely erased the prior 15 years from her character and replaced it with the most basic hetnormative romance plot. I don't ship Garvez (nor her and Tyler), so I don't really care about that side of things. But I would LOVE to get our Garcia back. I miss her so much.

RETURNING CHARACTER RUMORS. If one of the past cast members comes back in S17 I do not want it to be MGG. CME already focused an entire season on Rossi's man-pain (literally the only reason they killed Krystal was for him to be angry 🙃). I do NOT want another season of white-male centric plot lines (even though that's clearly what's gonna happen with Voight) If anyone actually comes back to guest, I want it to either be Matt or Derek. Alternatively, I do have a crack theory that the unsub/Gold Star is actually Elle Greenaway. A trained government assassin, she became a vigilante after leaving the BAU and she's been operating for all these years without detection. Now THAT would be a good twist.

Listen, overall, I'm not looking forward to another season of Evolution. I think they're trying way too hard to turn CM into some edgy, gritty, Norwegian-type crime drama and in doing so, they've ruined some of my favourite characters irrevocably. I don't have high hopes for S17.

[fwitolei]

TBB S3 - Why Wrecker Will Die (Ep 8-12 Spoilers)

Ok, I’ve seen all kinds of posts predicting who in the Batch is gonna end up dying by the end of S3, I’ve seen Hunter, Echo, and maybe even Omega.

But I’ve been thinking about it, and I just realized…

What if Wrecker dies?

Wrecker has gotten a lot of character development recently, from being the voice of reason for Hunter in Ep 2 to showing off his expertise in explosives in Ep 8. But there’s something else.

THINK ABOUT IT, PEOPLE.

HE’S ALWAYS GETTING HURT THIS SEASON.

Ep 8 (Bad Territory): Almost got STABBED when fighting Sylar. TWICE.

Ep 9 (The Harbinger): Force choked by Ventress

Ep 11 (Point of No Return): Was unconscious for the majority of the episode after narrowly escaping the Marauder when it exploded

Ep 12 (Juggernaut): Almost FELL OFF PHEE’S SHIP when escaping Erebus

WHY is he getting so much character development?

WHY is he getting so many close calls?

and WHYYYYY is this so similar to another dear brother's character arc who departed us?

TECH.

Tech had a LOT of character development in S2, and there were multiple moments when he slipped or stumbled, FORESHADOWING his deathly fall.

Y’ALL SAW THE WAY WRECKER SLIPPED WHEN JUMPING ONTO PHEE’S SHIP IN JUGGERNAUT, RIGHT??

RIGHT???

THIS👏IS👏NOT👏A👏COINCIDENCE!!!

Excuse me as I go cry in the corner---