#I'm sorry i know this is stupid but this blog is my personal tv show journal and I'd like to look back at this post later on and remember

[crownspeaksblog]

Now 6 days after watching arcane for the first time did i notice that in the dinner scene when jinx reveals the plate, it's a cupcake.. (i know this is such a "i never realized they're holding a plate of corn" moment), i just genuinely never acknowledged that it's a cupcake, i always just thought about how it's not caitlyn on that plate, it's the gemstone. Which makes me think does jinx know that vi calls caitlyn cupcake?? Because a cupcake is such a specific thing to put on that plate..

[intrepidacious]

almost believing

summary: You and Bucky aren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment. That doesn't mean you're getting out of having to pretend to be married for a mission.

pairing: bucky barnes x f!reader

word count: 5.4k

warnings: miscommunication dialled up to eleven bc it's me; friends to lovers with lots of seething in between; set around christmas, but not a christmas fic; slight spoiler warning for wakanda forever just to be safe

please note that my blog is rated 18+. minors dni. ageless/empty blogs will be blocked without warning.

prompt: fake dating, baby 😌 title and initial inspiration for this fic were taken from "so close" from enchanted. yes. that scene.

a/n: this was written for my wonderful tiff's sweet as sugar writing challenge!! @traitorjoelite i'm so proud of you and i hope you enjoy this fic. i really thought this one would be short i swear. big shoutout and thank you to @sweetascanbee for listening to me rant about this for weeks, i appreciate you so much!!

masterlist | read on ao3

Here’s the thing: It’s supposed to be a simple mission. Just gathering intel at the hotel for one single night, the two of you pretending that everything is fine for a couple of hours more.

After all, it’s Bucky’s last mission with you before his reassignment goes through.

Well, it’s not like it’s going to make a difference to how much you’re seeing him, to be honest.

You’re not sure when he started making himself rare or why, but once you noticed it, it was impossible not to.

"Sorry, I’m heading out," when you ask him to grab lunch together seems inconspicuous enough, as does, "Ah, I’m already supposed to meet Sam," when you try asking him about that trip to IKEA you’d been talking about for ages.

But it doesn’t stop there. One excuse follows the next, and suddenly there’s always something more important than the two of you hanging out.

Of course, you try to rationalize it at first. Swallow down your hurt feelings, because Bucky is your friend, and sometimes people just need space. You’re fine. The two of you are fine.

Once he starts scheduling dates for Friday night, though—which has always been movie night, always, every week since you met him—you know that something’s wrong.

"Is he angry with me?" you keep asking Steve, who looks very uncomfortable and definitely knows what's going on.

"Just give him a little space," he suggests timidly. So you do. You let the whole thing go.

For like a week.

"I just don’t know what I did," you tell Sam over drinks, your head held in your hands.

"Nope," he answers, downing his dregs. "I’m not doing this. Nuh-uh."

"You know, too?" you cry, accusingly pointing at him.

"I don’t know anything," Sam deadpans. And then he puts his scarf on and leaves.

"Maybe try talking to Bucky about it?" Natasha suggests, either incapable of hiding her amused smile or unwilling to try.

"I would if I ever saw him for longer than a 'hi, how are you' at the gym," you mumble. Fact is, you’re getting pissed about him giving you the silent treatment without even knowing what you did wrong.

Because before this, whatever this is, things were fine. Great, even. Free afternoons were spent on each other’s couches, introducing him to your favorite tv shows and letting him teach you that stupid card game he loves so damn much. You’d even been starting to imagine that there might be something …

Clearly, you were wrong.

Now, you can’t even look at him without your throat closing up. It’s like you woke up a few weeks ago and he’s become an entirely different person around you, much more like he was at the beginning of your friendship, distant and cold.

He didn’t even tell you that he’d signed up for a transfer.

The mission call feels like your last chance.

A whole evening of teamwork and espionage, of him basically having no other choice than talking to you and finally telling you why the fuck he would get himself reassigned without even telling you beforehand. You could’ve hugged Fury for the opportunity.

That is, until you’re handed the file containing your fake identities for the op a few hours before you’re supposed to leave.

"You’re joking," you say as soon as you open the door.

"Great, you’re here as well," Steve says dryly. "Again, a) you both gotta learn how to knock, b) the whole thing wasn’t my idea or my decision, but I also think it’s the best directive for what you’re trying to do, and c) no, there’s no one else available for the mission. Anything I missed?"

Bucky deliberately doesn’t meet your eye, his arms still crossed as he stares Steve down with a look you can’t decipher. He doesn’t even acknowledge you standing in the door, but his foot is doing the tapping thing again.

You purse your lips and join the staring.

Steve sighs, rubbing his temples with the palms of his hands. "Listen, you two work well together and I know these past few weeks have been … strained"—you almost laugh at that—"but it’s just one night."

"We need to pretend we’re married," you say. "How’re we going to pull that off if he can’t stand being in the same room as me?"

"I trust that there won’t be any issues." Steve raises an eyebrow at Bucky as he says that, but of course he doesn’t get a reply. That would necessitate talking in your presence.

"One night," Bucky repeats through gritted teeth.

Not for the first time, there seems to be some sort of silent conversation between the two of them that you’re not privy to. You roll your eyes.

"I’ll see you later."

You leave with your back straight and without a glance over your shoulder, the door slamming shut behind you.

For a moment, you’re tempted to barge into Natasha’s office next, but you have a feeling like she’d just give you another one of her looks again, which really won’t better your mood. So instead, you slam another door and flop onto your bed, blankly staring at the ceiling for a while.

Surely, there’s some twisted sort of irony in this whole situation, but you’re not laughing.

Usually, before a mission, you’d get bagels together from the bakery around the corner. You haven’t done that in a while, but you’re still quietly begging your phone to show a new unread message when you look at the time however long later.

Instead, there’s just your lockscreen picture of Bucky’s grinning face that you can’t bear to get rid off, no matter how many times it stings you. It’s almost a year old, now, back when you’d taken him to go do your holiday shopping with you, insisting that "no one’s gonna recognize you, look at that great cap you’re wearing".

It’d started snowing halfway through the afternoon, and he’d kept reaching for your hand in order not to lose you in the crowd. You both gave up halfway through your list and just went to get coffee instead, strolling through Central Park and talking about nothing and everything.

That’s when you’d realized you'd been falling in love with him, laughing and fingers freezing around your paper cup, a strange new warmth spreading throughout your body.

You need to change your lockscreen.

***

Half an hour before pick-up, you leave your room with a duffle bag slung over your shoulder and almost run into Bucky. He’s leaning against the opposite wall like he’s been waiting for you, and it stings because that’s what he always used to do, back when you were still talking. When you could still pretend that maybe, just maybe, your feelings weren’t quite so hopeless.

Now, though, his easy smile is missing. Instead, an ever-present frown is furrowing his brows again, his mouth opened just a little, but nothing comes out.

"Look, I don’t want to do this any more than you do," you sigh. "But it’s a two-person job."

He nods, his tongue poking his cheek. "I know."

"Do you think you’re gonna be alright with us pretending we’re madly in love for a whole evening?"

Bucky’s jaw tightens. "I’ll be fine."

Of course he’s going to be fine.

You grab the strap of your bag more tightly. "I wish you would just tell me what I did."

"You didn’t do anything." If he’s telling the truth, though, why does he look so numb?

For a moment, you want to shout at him, cry, beg, make him tell you when and how this went wrong, but you don’t. You just stare at him in silence, hoping he’ll get it anyway, and he refuses to notice it.

"So," Bucky finally says. "You ready to get hitched?"

There’s the ghost of a grin in his eyes, and even though it’s not enough to mask the uncomfortable tilt of his shoulders, you sigh. At least he’s trying, you suppose.

"Let’s just get fake-married so we can fake-divorce and go our separate ways," you say, walking past him.

"I’ve got something for you."

You turn around again, raising your eyebrows as he holds up a ring between the fingers of his left hand. There’s a giant stone set in its center, striking and sparkling and not subtle in the slightest. Tony really went all out for appearance’s sake. Your fingers involuntarily tighten around the strap of your bag.

Bucky drops the ring in the palm of your hand.

"Quite the present," you chuckle nervously. You don’t even want to know how much this thing costs, and you feel like they're going to chop off your head if something happens to it.

"Try it on, then."

It’s a bit too large on your finger, and it feels foreign. It’s not you at all. Then again, it’s not supposed to be you.

Before you can say anything, though, Bucky shakes his head. "What?" you say with a roll of your eyes.

"That couldn’t look more fake if you tried. Wait a sec."

He turns his back towards you and rummages through his bag for a while, his jaw still set as he holds out his hand once more. With a sigh, you pull the ring off again and return it, but before you can pull your hand back, he catches it in his own.

This one slides onto your finger perfectly, and your eyes widen at the sight of it. It’s a lot subtler, with only a small emerald for decoration, but it’s so delicate and beautiful it takes your breath away.

Bucky’s mouth opens and closes, but he swallows whatever came to his mind. "That’s better," he says instead, and his voice sounds oddly rough.

"They gave you a backup?" you say, angling your hand this way and that to see how the gem catches the light.

"Mhm."

Something is off about this whole situation, but then you feel like you don’t really know Bucky anymore. Not like you used to, anyway. It used to be so easy to get a read on him.

You stand there in silence for a moment, and it’s only then that both of you realize he’s still holding your hand. He drops it immediately, and you pretend it doesn’t sting.

"How come you don’t get a ring?" you ask.

"Says who?" Bucky says, clearing his throat and activating the camouflage sleeve Tony had installed for his arm. Sure enough, there’s a ring on his hand as well.

You grab his hand curiously. When you touch it, there’s no difference between his fingers and the pseudo-platinum band, all of it just cool vibranium in disguise.

"It’s fake," you say. "It’s not the same."

"No," he agrees and pulls his hand away. "Looks real enough, though."

You notice the red splotches on his neck and wonder what it is that you’ve said this time, but it’s pointless anyway. He’s not going to tell you even if you asked.

Maybe you should be used to him icing you out by now, but it still hurts.

***

"Yes, Steve, I know," you sigh. "We’re just gathering intel, nothing else."

"I just wanted to have you say it again so we’re all clear. You both love taking risks when it’s not necessary."

"Alright, punk, we got it," Bucky says, tugging at his tie again.

You can’t even blame him for the nervous habit; you’ve been twisting your fake wedding ring around your finger for the entire drive.

This isn’t the first time the two of you had to go undercover as a couple; hell, it’s not even the first time you’ve pretended to be married. Usually, though, you could have a laugh about the whole thing together.

Now you barely know how to act around Bucky as yourself, let alone as some made up woman.

"I think we’re going to attract a lot of attention if we don’t get out soon," you say, readjusting the collar of your blouse underneath your coat.

You notice Steve staring at your hand for a moment, a frown between his brows, but his lips curve upwards a split second later. "Ready to do this?" he asks and you smile a little in confirmation.

Bucky takes another breath and then he nods curtly. "Let’s go."

The change that goes through him as soon as the two of you climb out of the car is so stark you almost turn on your heels again and beg Steve to let you off the hook, after all. His hand sneaks around your waist and pulls you closely into his side as you walk towards the hotel, all soft smiles and charm.

"Sorry for the holdup," he tells the bellman waiting next to your bags with a wink. "The missus and I just needed another minute."

You lightly slap Bucky’s chest in fake indignation. It’s quick thinking on his part, really.

When you’re checking in under your assumed names for the evening, he keeps his arm around you, and the content look stays in his eyes. A subtle glance at your surroundings tells you some of your persons of interest have already arrived early for the event tonight, looking around the sparkling lobby with the same feigned boredom.

Bucky nudges your cheek with his nose and then smiles again when you look at him. It makes your brain shut off for a moment.

When he looks at you like this, it’s so easy to forget the past couple of months and just pretend for a moment. What if there was no mission at all, and it could simply be the two of you?

But of course, that’s not possible. All of it is fake, including the way he looks at you. You know that.

So how come it doesn’t feel fake to you at all?

***

You hate this dress, you hate these people, you hate this dinner, and most of all, you hate how much you enjoy spending this much time so physically close to Bucky.

It feels so natural when he links your hand with yours, so fucking meant to be, even though he’s just putting on a show for the band of creeps you’re tasked to keep an eye on.

But damn if he’s not good at it.

It’s amazing, really, how his eyes immediately soften when you turn your head towards him, like you’re the only person in the whole room. He looks at you during this charade like you wish he’d look at you daily, even far from prying eyes around you; especially then. It makes your breath shorten, your heart pounding erratically because it thinks it’s getting everything it’s ever hoped for.

Hearts are often stupid like that.

A full night of glances and touches and the pretence of secret whispers will do all kinds of twisted things to your feelings.

There’s a lull in the conversation, and when Bucky squeezes your hand you realize he’s no longer the only one who’s looking at you.

You chuckle nervously. "I’m sorry, I got … distracted for a moment. What were you saying?"

"Ah, newlyweds," one of the investor goons laughs. He’s a particularly vile looking man whose suit is way too big on his spindly limbs.

Bucky, academy award winning actor in another lifetime, chuckles politely while the fondness in his eyes seems to increase tenfold. "We’ve been married three years, actually," he says, sticking to your official cover story.

It’d been Tony’s idea to keep your fake timeline as close to the truth as possible to avoid any slip-ups. It’s a great move on paper, really, but in reality it just adds another nail to the coffin.

Three years ago, you were on a mission in Brussels, only the second one ever where it was just the two of you. It was mostly surveillance, so one of you usually had downtime while the other kept lookout. It became customary that you’d entertain each other during those long hours, getting to know each other intimately for the first time, taking the first tentative steps towards the friendship you now share.

That mission was the groundwork of your falling in love with him in the first place.

"You seem to be doing something right if you’re both still so enamoured with each other," Spindly Arms says.

"I’m the luckiest guy in the world," Bucky responds, still looking into your eyes. "It’s hard not to do the right thing, then."

He presses a kiss to your cheek and you smile timidly. His lips linger for just a moment, and then he moves to whisper into your ear, something you’re sure looks like sweet nothings to everybody else but is actually a, "Don’t fall asleep on me."

You tilt your head, shove him teasingly as if he’d said something inappropriate, and because he’s always been quick to catch on he winks, obvious enough so that the other people that are part of this conversation can clearly see it.

It’s not long after this that you excuse yourselves, walking around the room with apparent aimlessness. Everything is sparkling with pure gold decorations and countless little twinkling lights that have been scattered around the room like millions of fireflies. You spot an actual orchestra right underneath the massive Christmas tree.

"Kind of tacky, don’t you think?" Bucky murmurs with a sideway glance at you.

"Maybe a little," you say.

The truth is, though, the room looks oversaturated and expensive and magnificent. Something straight out of a Hallmark movie, more like a movie set than a real place.

It’s the one thing that keeps this whole thing from being completely unbearable.

He must have seen the truth in your eyes, because he ducks his head and says quietly, "I’m gonna go check out the terrace."

You just nod and smile as he kisses your cheek again and then vanishes through the crowd with a few long strides. Sighing, you take another drink from the tray a waiter offers you, absent-mindedly rubbing your cheek.

"What a lovely surprise," a voice says next to you and you freeze for a moment before forcing yourself to calmly take a sip. "Miss … Winter, was it?"

"Mrs," you say with a pleasant smile. "Good evening, Director."

"Right, of course." Director de Fontaine eyes her martini warily. "I don’t suppose these olives are fresh, do you?"

Your mind is racing. If she’s here on official business, then your entire operation might be compromised.

"So," she continues, looking rather bored. "Met any interesting people yet, Mrs Winter?"

"Oh, yes," you say lightly, clinging to your role of unassuming young wife. "It’s all rather exciting."

"I’m sure. These kinds of events are all very … shiny." She looks into your eyes and there’s an almost explicit warning written in hers. "It’s surprisingly easy to get blinded."

You swallow heavily even as she smiles. "If you’ll excuse me, I think I see someone …"

You quickly walk over to the buffet table where some of the wives have formed a semi circle of gossip, trying your best to hide your sigh of relief when the director doesn’t follow you.

For a few minutes, you lose yourself in pointless gossip, until one of the women takes hold of your forearm.

"You must tell us, what’s your secret?"

"Excuse me?" you chuckle nervously.

"Your husband!" she exclaims, earning a few nods from some of the others. "He clearly adores you," she goes on. "I don’t think he’s looked away from you once since you joined us."

You steal a look around your shoulder. She’s right. Bucky’s gaze immediately locks with yours, an almost bashful grin on his lips. You caught me, his eyes seem to say, and you feel a rush of heat go through you.

He should be nominated for an Oscar with this performance.

Quickly, you turn around again to meet several expectant pairs of eyes.

"I don’t know what to tell you," you say. "He’s just … always been like this. I mean, he’s my best friend. I really don’t know what I would do without him."

There’s not a word of a lie in what you’re saying, and it elicits a round of coos and murmurs even as your heart gives a sharp pang.

"Dance with me?"

You flinch, turning to look at Bucky’s outstretched hand, at the sad, hopeful look in his eyes, and the line between reality and fiction blurs a bit more.

You take his hand, and he pulls you onto the dance floor, some cheery Christmas song ramping up to its big finale. Then, the band switches to a slower song. To you, it sounds mournful.

"That was nice," Bucky mutters into your ear. "What you said."

"I meant it, you know," you whisper, but he turns, and you don’t think he’s heard you.

Bucky places his hand on your hip and you hide a shudder. His gloved fingers wrap around yours, and then you start moving again.

You barely know the steps, but he’s a great leader, and he doesn’t say anything when you step on his toes. In fact, his gaze softens even more when he looks at you after the third time, the hand around your waist pulling you a little closer.

"How are you doing this?" you say without stopping to smile.

"Easy," Bucky says, and the way he says it almost makes you believe it’s true.

You bite your lip, trying to stop yourself from breathing him in. "I didn’t mean the dancing."

With the last note of the song, you stumble over his foot again and he snorts. "Me neither."

The melody changes and neither of you lets go. His steps are getting slower, smaller, like he’s just trying to keep both of you in motion. Your head is spinning. The twinkling lights are starting to blur into a great mass of stars in the background, like you’re at the center of a music box and everything else is just background noise.

You wrap both hands around his neck as you’re swaying, then, your foreheads only inches apart. You could stay in this moment forever, you think, as it stretches into blissful infinity. Somewhere, a clock strikes ten.

Bucky leans in a little closer and your breath hitches again.

"It’s time," he whispers, and your eyes fly open.

You’d almost forgotten about the mission.

"Val is here," you say quietly.

His expression hardens for just a second. "What?"

"She came to talk to me earlier. She knows we’re here."

"Why didn’t you say something?"

"I … There wasn’t time."

"We’re just gonna have to be quick and discrete."

You open your mouth, but then you see the distance close in again between you two, and so you just nod.

The plan is almost laughably simple, but it’s probably going to work out just as you’ve laid out beforehand. Everyone in the room has watched the two of you staring at each other for the past couple of hours, so no one bats an eye when Bucky nudges you gently and you make your way up the stairs to the fancy elevator that’s going to take you up to a bedroom.

Or, more specifically, to a bedroom that’s being used to store all kinds of evidence, but no one else needs to know that little detail.

You notice the director talking to Spindly Arms and a couple of other people, but you force your gaze not to linger on her. Instead, you grab Bucky’s hand more tightly.

He lets go of you as soon as the elevator doors close behind the two of you, dragging a hand through his hair and messing it up. There aren’t any cameras in the elevator, but you’re both pretty sure there will be on the floor you’re going. "CIA exposure, that’s exactly what we needed."

"There was nothing I could’ve done," you say, tugging your sleeves down your shoulders.

"I’m not blaming you, sweetheart," Bucky says distractedly, loosening his tie. Your heart makes a very heavy thud. "But if Walker shows up tonight as well, I’m gonna shoot first and ask questions later."

"No, you won’t," you say with a grin, mostly because you know he didn’t bring his gun because the male attendees were all frisked at the entrance.

"Maybe I’ll throw a knife. I could say it was an accident."

The conversation lasts barely a moment, but it reminds you so much of what the two of you used to be, it hurts.

You follow him stumbling out of the elevator onto the right floor with a breathless laugh. There’s no one in sight as you subtly check the room numbers before making him follow you with a coquettish smile for the security camera.

You find the right door without much trubble, pulling the keycard out of your inconvenient little handbag. "Come on now," you murmur as the lock rejects it at the first try.

Suddenly, Bucky’s hand is on your waist again, and you gasp as he spins around. The keycard drops to the floor.

He presses you against the wall, effectively trapping you in his embrace. Your hands are laid flat against his chest, his heart thundering madly underneath your fingertips. Bucky’s eyes flit around madly, like he’s trying to come up with something on the spot and, for the first time since you’ve known him, is left without ideas.

You gasp as his nose brushes against yours.

"Sorry," he whispers hoarsely. And then he kisses you.

Your body responds immediately, lighting a fire in your core as his lips press against yours, hungry, gentle, almost apologetic. You can taste the champagne on his tongue.

You arch your back against him on instinct as his hands travel down your arms, brushing your hips, your tighs, slowly parting your dress at the slit. Your eyes fly open the moment you realize what he’s doing, even though he swallows your gasp.

In one smooth motion, he pulls the I.C.E.R. out of the garter on your thigh and fires a single, silenced shot. The guy with the earpiece barely has the time to grunt before he sacks against the opposite wall, unconscious, his hand still in the pocket of his jacket.

"Fuck," you hiss, pushing Bucky away from you. He stumbles slightly, the gun loose in his fingers. His eyes are almost black as he blinks at you. "You could have told me we’re being shadowed."

Bucky’s mouth is stained from your lipstick, and the sight of that alone makes your head swim. You can still feel the ghost of his hand on your leg.

"It’d have blown our cover," he replies, infuriatingly calm. "Hate me later, our window has just narrowed by a bit."

You swallow, blinking to try and gain control over your breath again, grabbing your gun back with a short nod. "Let’s finish this, then."

***

Back at the Compound, you both give an exhausted report about the events of the night, leaving out nothing but your improvised kiss on floor fifteen.

Your lips are still tingling with it.

Finally, you and Bucky are left alone in the briefing room, and for the first time in weeks, he doesn’t just get up and leave as soon as the silence takes hold. Instead, you both sit next to each other, staring straight ahead.

"I guess we should talk," he says slowly, reluctantly, and you can’t help it.

Your defenses shoot up again.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about," you say, squinting.

"Yes, you do." He’s lost the tie hours ago, but he keeps tugging at the fabric in his hands as if it could give him the words he’s looking for. "I shouldn’t have kissed you, not with … Not like that."

"Like you said, the guy would’ve blown our cover," you say, crossing your arms.

"Doesn’t make it right."

"What do you want me to say, Buck?" you say sharply. "That you should’ve talked to me before? Well, I’m kind of used to you not doing that anymore, so just forget it."

"Y/N—"

"No, really, it’s fine. Like I said, you’re leaving, anyway, so what does it matter. Didn’t tell me you were planning to do that, either. You just did it."

"You know why I’m leaving."

"No, I fucking don’t!" There are tears in your eyes now. "I have been trying really hard, Bucky, but you’ve just shut me out. I thought you needed space, which is fine, by the way, but you just—one day you decided you were done with me and that was it."

He stares at you incredulously. "You seriously don’t remember."

"Don’t remember what?!"

"That you were talking about me. To Natasha."

The memory rushes through you so violently it’s almost ridiculous you hadn’t thought about it in months.

You’d just come back from another undercover op, and you’d called her right as the door to your room had closed behind you because not for the first time, your feelings had threatened to spill over again.

"You should talk to him. Be honest."

"No, Nat, come on, I can’t—I can’t do that to him. I can’t risk … you know, he’s my best friend. And that’s all it can ever be. I don’t want to ruin what we have. I just wish he’d make it easier."

"You’re making excuses, you know. Both of you deserve a bit of happiness, don’t you think?"

"I tried," Bucky says now, barely looking at you. "I tried making it easier. But you’re so …"

"So what?" you ask hollowly, ignoring the fact that you can feel the tears starting to trickle down your cheeks now. "So pathetic? That’s what this is about, isn’t it? That’s why you asked for the transfer, so you can be rid of me."

"Rid of you?" Bucky starts, but you ignore him.

"You know what, Bucky, fuck you if you think my feelings for you are so much of an inconvenience that you need to leave the state. Silly me for thinking we could be adults about this."

"You’re the one who wouldn’t just tell me."

"Well, now you know anyway and I’m sure once you’re off to Cairo or wherever the fuck they’re going to send you, you can have a big old laugh about the stupid girl who fell in love with you despite the fact that—"

"Love?"

"I mean, obviously?!"

"You … you’re in love … with me?" There’s something very soft and vulnerable in Bucky’s eyes.

"Are we talking about two different phone calls?"

"I thought you hated me."

You huff incredulously. "Why would I hate you?"

"That’s why I gave you space, I thought … but then …" He grabs your hands. "Sweetheart, I’ve been in love with you for years."

It punches the air out of your lungs. "What?"

Bucky’s eyes are devastating as he looks at you, then. "I’m so sorry, I—I got it all wrong, I was just—I thought you know and you didn’t see me like that and that’s why I …"

"You …?" you say, still not quite comprehending what’s going on.

His thumb caresses your knuckles, halting when it makes contact with the ring you’re still wearing. "I'm in love with you," he says quietly.

"I don’t understand," you whisper.

"Please tell me I didn’t fuck this up completely."

This time, you’re the one to lean in.

Where your first kiss in the hallway had been feverish, this one is soft, almost unbelievably sweet, both of you still breathless with the fact that you’re allowed to do this. Finally, it feels like all the pieces are falling into place and you’re home again.

You press closer into him and Bucky smiles against your lips, pulling you in with his hands on your hips just like he did when you were dancing earlier.

The loudspeakers overhead crackle. "Alright, kids, we’re gonna break this up until you’re back in your own quarters, I don’t want to expose FRIDAY to the creation of your sex tape."

You break up with a snort.

"Fuck you, Tony," Bucky shouts, but he’s still smiling as wide as you’ve ever seen him do.

You giggle as you nudge your nose against his, curling your fingers into his hair. "That reminds me, you know."

"Of what?"

"Quick and discrete," you mumble, repeating his words from the hotel. "Title of your sex tape."

Bucky groans and shuts you up again.

(A few years later, you get the ring back.)

happy holidays, y'all 💛 thank you for reading!! if you want to see more of my writing, check out my masterlist or follow @intrepidacious-fics for update notifications!!

[34saveme34]

Alr, as for the nitpick, it's when Mario was watching TV near the beginning, when 3 and 4 shut the power off. Honestly my first thought was "why jump right to that? Couldn't they have at least tried luring him out of the room with spaghetti or something?" (Sorry if this sounds rude I'm saying this in the least rude way I can think of)

Also.

👁.👁 foreshadowing

- ♟

oooh! Actually didn't think about that

me being so 3-coded I just immediately went for violence UHKDJLJLKDJF

but yea foreshadowing

putting it under the cut in case someone is scrolling my blog and didn't see the fic yet or wants to find these things on their own

one of my favourite ones: Mario and his inconsistencies

like I sadly didn't get to exactly state it, although Puzzles sort of did- the whole reason Mario didn't get pulled into any TV shows here is cuz of his personality, which abides by rules beyond him, he wasn't able to manipulate him further than just make all glued to the TV

same thing with how he managed to unfreeze himself as well

he was meant to be the annoying equal to Puzzles to fight even from the beginning

like, I did it with tiny things

like Melony thinking about how Mario isn't usually one to like cardio, the whole thing with him switching in between stupid Mario and therapist Mario, even Puzzles himself points it out when I was well into it, even Mario is like Uh, Idk sometimes I'm smart

another thing was with Melony and her vision

I really really love the concept of her and a majority of her character as well so much and really wanted to do better than just let her sleep in all of this

especially because I wanted Puzzles to actually be planning and be careful and sneaky (of course until Mario annoyed him enough lol)

which is also why I added the thing about her powers feeling weaker, to retroactively think about why she would show up less and also not be involved in fights

girl basically got demigod depression

but yea that was what the part with her trying to lift the debris away from the door in her nightmare was supposed to show

also the whooooooole thing with what Mario and Puzzles got going on after he "healed" him from the wound he caused

like I didn't say it outright at first on purpose, yknow, so that it's rewarding for people who read Sever and think back "Wait, didn't something similar happen with 3 and 4 as well?"

although their ties are different HLKJFLKF they can't actually use meme energy, just like. avatar energy and who knows... with how long that fragment affected Puzzles.... other things could show up :3

ALSO YEA UH

I love Revelations so much so much so much, if I don't incorporate it into my belief system, who am I anymore?

[depressionanddeconstruction]

*pinned post*

I'm Katherine. She/her. White, cis queer woman.

This is gonna be SO long. I'm so sorry.

TL;DR : uhhh...i'm Christian but hopefully not one of THOSE Christians? (trying, learning and working not to be)

Let's start with side blogs, then a cut.

@toodepressedforinstagram personal blog. Ranting, shitposting, whatever I want.

@fandomofisolation tv shows, books, movies, etc. Currently there's a lot of Our Flag Means Death, 9-1-1 and Supernatural (i know, yikes, haha)

@tellmethestoryofyourtattoos art, photography, travel, stories, cute animals

@clearancelevelneedtoknow human rights, social justice, education, science, resources

@justspngifsrbs reblogging Supernatural gifs (made at the peak of my relapse into an obsession with that stupid, brilliant, awful, wonderful, hilarious, tragic mess)

I have one other secret side blog. If I liked a bunch of your posts that don't fit the theme of this blog or any of my other side blogs, you'll know what my secret side blog is about and why it's secret.

If you're here because you saw that I followed you or liked a bunch of your posts, here's what you should know:

Sometimes, the discrepancy between the vibes of this blog and the blogs I follow or the posts I like may give you pause. I get it. Don't worry, I PROMISE I am not trying to evangelize you. I use tumblr for a lot of different things. This was my first tumblr blog and is therefore still my main blog. Over the years, I've made others for different areas of my interests. I mostly reblog from the side blogs listed above.

Now. If you found me through one of the posts that I made on this blog itself, there are some things you should know about me which will allow you to contextualize the stuff I say here.

I AM a Christian. I don't really know how to define that except to say that I believe in a higher power, who has consciousness and will. And I believe that all of reality originated from and is still maintained by that higher power. My concept of that higher power aligns most closely with the Christian concept of God.

I am currently deconstructing and reconstructing my faith.

I grew up in a family that attended a church that's part of the Pentecostal Assemblies of Newfoundland and Labrador, which is in turn part of the World Assemblies of God Fellowship.

Some stuff about NL pentecostal culture:

- no drinking, smoking or drugs. Most are teetotalers (if someone in the community does drink or smoke, it's a little rebellious/scandalous/taboo). For communion, we use grape juice.

- no sex before marriage

- teeeeeeeechnically, no divorce either

- gambling is also taboo. Older people in small, rural towns even avoid playing cards altogether, just because of the association with gambling.

- my mom's generation is weird about dancing. She almost didn't let me go to prom because it was a dance. It's basically like the movie Footloose - "dances are events where teenagers might engage in risky behavior like drinking, drugs and sexual promiscuity. Therefore, dancing must be banned." That's on its way out, I think.

- similar to the dancing one, my grandparents' generation was weird about movie theatres. That has passed.

- women CAN be pastors (clergy). Divorced people cannot.

- divorced people and unwed mothers are allowed to volunteer at church stuff (as layfolk) but gay people are not.

- my church is trying to be diverse. That means they're trying to create a community that welcomes, includes, celebrates and values people of all ethnicities and cultures. They're not perfect but I can say that they're trying.

- they're pretty chill about mental health stuff, as far as i can tell.

- at my church, the lead pastor is a white man (the lead pastors at most NL pentecostal churches are white men, and the leaders of the paonl are white men). Two other pastors are white men. One is a white woman. One is a woman who is either white or mixed race. I do not know for sure. I've never asked her. Three other people on staff at the church in layfolk paid positions are two white women and a woman of colour. There are also nine women on staff as part of the "Community Connections and Conversation Cafe (ESL)" team. Four are white, five are women of colour.

- so basically, I can say that they are not intentionally, maliciously, overtly misogynistic, racist or ableist. Obviously they are still part of a religious institution that exists in this province and country because of settler colonialism. Obviously the same systematic inequalities that are inherent in schools, healthcare, government and all colonial institutions are also inherent in this one. I can say that, within the obvious limitations of that context, they are trying to be feminist, accessible and anti-racist.

- they're struggling with fully embracing non-cishet folx. I know that within the NL pentecostal community, there are individuals who support me and are fully affirming of my relationship with my wife as a normal, healthy, God-honouring relationship. But they are the minority. And like officially, my wife and I are not allowed to volunteer at any NL pentecostal churches or with any NL pentecostal events. We are welcomed and accepted and included as attendees when we go to church. It's just that, for us, volunteering with kids and youth programs has always been an integral part of faith and participating in church so it kinda sucks that we can't do it anymore.

- the bible is the "inspired, infallible, authoritative" word of God

Some stuff NL pentecostal churches believe:

- God is sort of like a person, more or less. An intangible, invisible, immortal, pure-spirit, omnipresent, omniscient, omnipotent person-like entity. With will, consciousness and feelings. He loves, He hurts, He gets angry, He gets sad, He grieves.

- God made the whole universe from nothing, by speaking.

- God is the only God. He's the only entity like Himself that exists, and everything else in existence came from Him. I am pretty sure that PAONLers believe that if there is some kind of spiritual entity that is neither God nor human, it's either an angel or a demon. Christians in general don't believe in djinn or in other deities/minor deities.

- humans were made in the image of God. So i guess it's less that God is a person-like entity, and more that humans are God-like little dudes.

- humans have souls, which are...from what I understand, one of the three essential things that make up a human (body, mind and soul), and are sort of like intangible, immutable, immortal imprints of one's identity and one's choices on earth. I think many people think that a version of your consciousness is stored in your soul, which will have awareness after your earthly body dies.

- the trinity: God the father, God the son and God the Holy Spirit, three in one

- Jesus is the Son of God. He was fully God and fully man. Virgin birth. He died and came back to life then ascended to Heaven where He is now chillin and will eventually come back to earth "in power and glory to rule a thousand years"

- the Holy Spirit allows people to speak in "toungues", which is a supernatural prayer language unique to each person. It is the Holy Spirit speaking directly to God the Father through a believer's mouth, without involving the believer's brain. It cannot be understood by any human, including the one speaking it (unless the Holy Spirit gives someone else the supernatural gift of interpretation).

- angels, demons, demon possession and miracles (including raising people from the dead, healing the body, and "signs and wonders") are all real, actual things that exist and have happened and do still happen today

- believers are supposed to get baptized in water as a public declaration of their faith

- believers are supposed to participate in communion (which, for pentecostals, is the metaphorical, not literal, consumption of Jesus' flesh and blood) as a reminder of Jesus' death and resurrection until He comes back

- anyone who is "saved" goes to Heaven

- on the topic of Jesus coming back, NL pentecostals believe in "the Rapture" which is supposedly when Jesus comes back, all believers living and dead will be raised up into the air, like being beamed up onto a spaceship. Or they'll just vanish into thin air, leaving behind clothing, shoes, glasses, etc., if you believe the "Left Behind" book series.

- there is an eternal afterlife, and the only two options are Heaven or Hell

- preeeeeeeetty sure PAONLers officially don't believe in ghosts. I'm pretty sure they think the door to another plane of existence is one-way only. Like I said, only two options, and PAONLers believe that both those options are eternal and irrevocable.

If you're into theology, and these words have meaning for you, here are some terms that apply to NL pentecostals:

- anyone who is not "saved" goes to Hell

- God doesn't want anyone to go to hell so He sent Jesus to take our sins upon Himself

- When Jesus was dying on the cross, He assumed all the guilt for all humans who ever were and ever would be

- the only way to be "saved" is to believe in Jesus as the Son of God who died and came back to life, accept Him as your Lord and Savior, and profess said belief and acceptance

- Protestant

- Evangelical

- Charismatic

- Biblical inerrancy

- Finished Work Pentecostalism (progressive sanctification)

- Trinitarian

- Premillenial dispensationalism

- Pretribulation Rapture

- Arminianism

- Security of the believer (conditional upon continual faith and repentance)

- Continuationism

So that's where I come from. That's how I grew up. That's what influenced the beginning of my faith.

Now. Where am I going? Well, I don't know. But like I said, I'm still a Christian. That label still feels right. I'm currently in the process of deconstructing and reconstructing. I don't want to just take away from everything I was taught by the Pentecostal Assemblies of Newfoundland and Labrador. I only want to add to it. Not in the sense that I want to believe everything. That's admittedly rather difficult, because a lot of different Christian beliefs are opposites of each other. I want to add to what I've been taught in the sense that I want to know, and understand, what other sects believe and why. I probably won't know, within this lifetime, which view is "right". Maybe it doesn't matter.

My wife, who is very wise, said, "I just don't have the energy to try to figure it all out. I know I love God, and we have to love other people. I guess we'll find out the rest eventually. I am hanging on to my faith with my last little bit of strength. So I just want to use that bit of strength to focus on loving God, being loved by Him, and loving everyone else the way He loves them."

Some highlights of my current belief:

- "God" is an entity. God has consciousness and will. God is the only *anything* that is real and has always been. All of reality as we know it flows from, is part of, and is maintained by God.

- i think that God's form is pure energy. And I think that energy is love. I think God = love = energy. I don't just think that all love is from God; I think all love is God. Same goes for energy. Energy can neither be created nor destroyed. God always was, always is, and always will be. All of matter is made of molecules, which are made of atoms, which are made of protons, neutrons and electrons, which are made of quarks, which are energy. God is over all and through all and in all. So I think that all of reality is energy which is love which is God (like the force in Star Wars). And love, as a force, is the most powerful force in reality. Stronger than gravity (like in the movie "Interstellar"). Faster than light. More powerful than life and death.

- science is legit. Science is just an attempt to understand reality. If all reality is God, then science is one way to understand God. Science, math, art, music, language, belief, thought, relationships between humans are all ways to understand, and engage with, the divine. So whatever the scientists can prove with evidence and solid methodology and peer reviewal, i'm on board. Evolution? Yep. I'm good. Climate change? Yeah. Same page. Age of the earth? Yes. Dinosaurs? Yes. Hominids other than homo sapiens (e.g. H. neanderthalis)? Yes. All of it. Whatever science is offering, I'm taking.

- Trinitarian vs Oneness (i.e. is God three in one, God the father, God the son, or God the Holy Spirit, separate entities but all God? Or are the father the son and the holy spirit all different forms of the same dude - just God?) My belief: yes? Both? Who cares?

- was Jesus fully God AND fully man? Was Jesus the Son of God? Or just a normal human fully filled with the Holy Spirit? My belief: Yes? Both? Who cares?

- did Jesus actually die and come back to life? My belief: mmm.....yeah, I'm still feelin' that it's a yes on that one. That's important to me. Haven't let go of that one yet.

- is the Bible infallible and inerrant? My belief: ummmm.......I don't think so. I am no longer really vibing with that particular theology.

- did God make the world in a literal seven days in the exact order described in Genesis chapter 1? My belief: nahhh.

- When Jesus comes back, are believers, living and dead, going to float up into the air like they're being beamed up onto a spaceship? My belief: I mean, I feel like this could go either way. On the one hand, I see no reason to take that literally. On the other hand, why not? I'd believe weirder.

- are angels and demons real? My belief: well, i think so. But i doubt that they are anything like what we think. I believe in a spiritual realm and i believe that there may be entities that exist on that "plane".

- do people get possessed by demons and can those demons be cast out of the hosts? My belief: i'm thinking yes and yes.

- does each individual human have a specially-assigned guardian angel? My belief: i mean, I feel like that's unlikely,but what do I know?

- are people who speak in tongues really filled with the Holy Spirit? Is that a legit supernatural event? My belief: yeah, I think so. Why not? I'd believe weirder.

- do miracles still happen? Like raising people from the dead? Healing the sick and injured? Signs and wonders? My belief: yeah, I think so. Why not? I'd believe weirder.

(To be continued. I am working on this post in fits and starts. I will talk more about my de/reconstruction journey eventually)

[gleetournaments]

Well if we’re thinking of Rumours v 2009 - as someone said many fans just haven’t made it to season 6 or watched 2009 more than once. It’s an enjoyable episode, the main fascination being Kurt’s story and his glow up, but this tournament has all other ships and stans voting. Is there any britanna in there? Season 2 remains popular. Rumours is popular for Songbird especially plus other extra songs plus the Britanna Artie plot, plus the Sam of it all - the story is cute. Klainers love to laugh at the stupidity of people thinking Kurt is cheating on Blaine.

Nbk v hos - well someone pointed out in comments only good thing about Nbk is Klaine meeting. And theres been a lot of anti Blaine stuff around this week on twitter so that’s changed again. The beiste plot is horrible and puck is an ass, and it’s not really Britanna focussed. hos is a competition episode which people tend to enjoy and you’ve got one of the sancedes mashups in there too.

I think, and I mean no disrespect to you, but we do know ultimately there’s a handful of episodes which will be in the top 4. Pq and Os have been long term fan faves and have won many times over the years, I’m not convinced it’ll change now. I’m interested to see what fills in the spaces 3-28 or whatever.

But I love you doing this. It’s fun. It’s not to be taken too seriously. It’s interesting to hear PoV even if they’re wrong (I jest) . I’m not commenting or reblogging because people can be so rude or shoot people down for having a different opinion.

I don’t want you to stop it. Plus you’ve worked hard on it.

Hi Nonny!

Sorry - I am finally getting around to addressing all of this.

First of all, I just want to say, even if I'll campaign passionately on my own blog, I completely understand that this blog's intention is to service the wider glee fandom, and not one particular corner of it, therefore the opinions are going to be different. That is usually part of the fun of it.

What isn't fun is when there's an obvious bout of cheating going on and all of sudden those numbers get skewed in a really wonky way. And as I said before, I know there's always some form of cheating going on in these things -- especially in polls that reach a huge audience. But this particular blog really only gets out to 200-ish people, so when someone spams it with an 100 extra votes it feels really noticeable.

And, at the moment I discovered it - it felt... idk violating in a way? It's like someone did it intentionally to make some sort of statement?

Most of the polls they did it on, the episode in question was already winning. So, why even bother?

That said - I do agree that we're hurdling towards a pre-determined endgame. I've ran this particular poll maybe four times over the course of the years, and it's always ended the same way. But the real fun is getting there, and seeing where everything else shakes out.

I'm glad you are having fun, and I think overall, most people are, too. As of now, things seem to be normal again, so I'm continuing on with the tournament. But if things seem suspicious again, I may decide to pull the plug then.

As an aside -

I’m not commenting or reblogging because people can be so rude or shoot people down for having a different opinion.

I'm sorry to hear this, and this is a good moment to remind people that everyone is entitled to have their own opinion. No one is dumb or stupid or whatever if they like something else. It's a TV show, and subjective to each person. Someone not liking your favorite isn't going to hurt you, and people should feel safe to state opinions without getting ridiculed. I realize this is the internet, and the anonymity makes that hard. But c'mon. This is so not worth getting into it with people over.

Thanks for dropping a line! I do appreciate hearing from you guys. <3

[winterxisxcomingx]

why are you so obssesed with poly ships? i've been lurking around your blog and you seem to put a lot of characters from your fandoms in poly ships, you even have a sideblog with polyamory in url and i'm curious why

ik you might just be poly yourself and looking for representantion which is valid even when you have to make it up bc there's not much of those relationships in media

but if your mono then what exactly about those ships interests you?

sorry if it's rude to ask or sth, i don't want to offend but i was seriously wondering

ohh that's interesting haha but im glad you're not mean

welp, it's just one of my interests, ya know. My bachelor's thesis was about polyamory representation in media and just overall - it's history, how people are seeing it, how they react to it, how this kind of relationships works. Like, idk it's just interesting to me. Also, poly is kinda part of lgbt+ community, but it isn't exactly popular in media or and lgbt doesn't really talk about it as much as about trans or other orientations. Lately, people has taken an interest in polyamory, and not only in a sexual way but also as a romantic, beautiful relationship, and I guess im just part of this group.

and representation in media? Oh lord, don't let me start on that. There's like one or two good representation in movies/shows, while others are just toxic and all are doing are harden negative stereotypes.

Also, ive been a shipper since i was a little kid. Idk men, I just like idea of people loving each other. Movies and tv shows in 20's were all about love triangles, and honestly why? I mean, if you both love one person, and that person can't seem to chose because she also loves both of you, then... don't you see a solution? I mean, obviously, it isn't that easy in real life, but in a movies? Why not just let them love each other without drama.

Oh yes, another thing: fandom dramas. I hate those, truly. Ive been in many fandoms before, and in most of them there is that discourse 'ship A vs ship B" usually having "G+K or G+N" and people are literally throwing insults and kys at each other just because they can't accept that other people like different dynamics than them. That's stupid all in itself, but welp.. I guess polyamory is some kind of way of remis? I mean, in poly you can ship both ships without argument. They can be in open relationship or close, they can be triad or just one person loving two others. Like, in a fictional world, it's the best solution, isn't it? It's us who create characters' thoughts, dynamic, emotions... We *can* make it work!

So hm that would be that, I think? Love is beautiful and you can make it that way if u want to!

I hope it answers your question ahaha

[nnnneeev]

Honest to god, same. Solomon is in my head 24/7, it's a problem that I'm not willing or wanting to fix 😂

I just wanted to share some of my favorite thoughts of him, if that's alright...

-Him making and bringing you coffee/tea while you're still up and working on something at 3 am while he sits with you doing his own thing.

-Outrageously long movie/tv show marathons with him and quoting iconic lines and scenes, specifically Lord of the Rings (cause i'm a nerd and i feel like he would like it too) but other long series work too.

-Going to watch plays with him - there was this play that I went to a few years ago and it was a Shakespeare mashup of a few of his plays and it was sooo funny! It was a very non-serious play, and I like to think Solomon would've enjoyed it. (sorry for rambling on this one)

-It doesn't matter the occasion, there doesn't even need to be an occasion, but finding and giving each other stupid/funny cards with something silly written on the inside.

-When shopping, the two of you heading straight to the candle section and spending an absurd amount of time there rating the different smells and such.

-Doing tarot readings for each other, also guessing each other's astrology placements (if you're into that lol).

Anyways, that's just a few that I can think of, I'm literally so in love with him 😩 Maybe I'll expand on these one day, once my writer's block leaves me alone haha... (sorry for rambling again)

*slams table* YES TO ALL OF THESE

I think i read somewhere before that working alongside mc is a dream come true for him. There's just the comfortable silence between you and both keeping each other company while doing your own business.

I do see him liking plays and long movie marathons!! Imagine the confusion of the people around you when you quote references from those movies, or trying to re-enact scenes from the play at the most random moments (like getting a glass of water but he's giving it to you in the most dramatic way). Both of you find amusement in the puzzled face they're making as you get absorbed in your own personal little world where no one else but you understand each other.

I remember giving wedding or birthday cards to my bestfriend even tho it's not her birthday (we were like 13 at that time) lol anyways there's like an unofficial competition between you where whoever has the silliest card wins (he has the leading score)

As a scented candle enthusiast this is a hard yes. He'll light one whenever you have reading sessions or just when the mood strikes him. I don't know much about tarot but i really wanna learn how to read it.

Rambles, thoughts, brainrots, etc. are always welcome in my blog! No need to feel sorry, i'm always happy to hear them!! 😊

[whatimdoing-here]

weird personal update under cut, mostly for those who've been around awhile. i guess i can put an intro too.

honestly there are so many new followers here i'm assuming for gif reasons but... like.. sorry guys. it's a fairly rare thing. others do them better and quicker than me for the most part. my poor 7 year old laptop i make them on is a struggle. new person intro to me below, but first let me get to the part where i journal so it's off my chest.

i use tumblr as a journal of sorts. and honestly it's thanks to tumblr in general i started questioning my sexuality when i was in my mid 20s. living in a very white, conservative state - even if you live in a liberal family, that shit just gets ingrained. i was never homophobic or anything, just didn't consider anything other than straight an option. long story short, figured the bi was the best label for me at that time, definitely made me feel better, and more like myself. my partner (husband) was like yeah that's cool all good i support you let me know if you need anything from me and it's been great since.

another... long-ish story in a shorter form... i started struggling the last year or two with all of it again. just feelings and s.x feelings and whatever, a big reason of why i started therapy. basically come to the decision i land on the ace spectrum somewhere. i know much less about being asexual, and it definitely doesn't feel as "good" coming to this realization. i think i probably fall close to the demi- label. but labels and feelings are hard. and since 1) i'm pretty uneducated and 2) no one wants to hear about my sx life, i'm not going to go into things. i just wanted to throw out there that... i'm still figuring shit out. this convo with m was a lot harder, went a lot worse. then there was a better second convo. he's still supportive, it's just harder for reasons that are personal to him so i won't delve into. our relationship is okay, he doesn't want to open our marriage, and not much has changed honestly. i'm still trying to figure out my boundaries, and where my 'am i doing this because i want to or feel like i have to' lines are. it's... not fun. adding to that that if things ever came to the point where our marriage wouldn't work... that completely changes not only my life in a large way, but the kids, and m's. that is the fuckin scariest thing. sexuality discovery would be way less scary if i wasn't scared it will eventually negatively affect people in my life. i'm very much a "i will accept this thing that's not great for me and be quiet to keep the calm and happiness of those around me" in most cases. i don't like taking up space for myself. it's been a rough couple months.

anyway if i had to label i'd go with biromantic, asexual (with some ace labels i may or may not ever figure out)

getting older is a fuckin trip. you think you should know what you want and who you are but no one really knows. and life changes us and we discover more about who we are. for those newbies that are not even 20... your 20s and 30s are great. just... be prepared to shift and change and evolve and be okay with that.

anyway. new folks. i'm alex. i live in the middle of the us. i have two kids (boys, 8 and 5) that... i've been on tumblr longer than either of them have been alive. i work from home in (broadly) a data role within a corporation. i enjoy my work, its flexibility, and just data in general. give me numbers. i've been married for 14 years this june, and i'll be 34 in july.

i watch nwsl and uswnt for sports mostly. working on reading more novels again. obviously my tv obsessions are clear within minutes of looking at my blog. i talk parent stuff too sometimes, it's obviously a big part of who i am, but i'll leave their names and pics off the blog for their safety. i'll show my stupid face here though. sometimes i'll talk about seizures (i have them occasionally, unfortunately, and my brain isn't feeling great right now) and other medical stuff if it's bothering me because this place really is like a journal release for me. i hold some stuff back but yeah. i'll tag with 'personal nonsense' if you want to mute. sometimes i post and delete because i read it again later and decide no one needs to read that shit.

you're always welcome to say hi. i'm fairly harmless, but also keep walls up until i know you better.

uhhh i think that's it. mmmbye

[mrs-monaghan]

Or maybe Jimin didn't share the exact meanings of his songs because he didn't want to and it has nothing to do with not wanting to expose teenagers to something? Ever thought about that? Jimin is extremely private, we know that. He opened up to us through his music and gave us a hint of the backstory for every song. But if anyone expected him to go into detail just doesn't know him at all.

I personally don't think there's anything wrong with keeping in mind that his audience also consists of minors. You would never hear swear words or talks about mature topics on family friendly tv shows either. Just because you and me are grown ups doesn't mean everyone is. And it's not like he makes his music kid friendly in general. He just decided to skip the MV parts that might not be appropriate for a younger audience. That was his choice and I personally think that's fine. Because in the end, if you want to see the make out scenes the MV is just one click away.

Yes, I know, he also stopped himself talking more about the meaning of Like Crazy and used minors watching as an excuse but I think Jimin still gave enough hints as to what the song means that adults most likely should catch on. And I really don't think he would've said anything else, even if minors watching wasn't a thing. Do you really think Jimin would sit there and talk about how he lost himself in alcohol to escape reality? Because I can't. That's just not him. And he definitely shouldn't change just because some people want him to become explicit.

Sometimes I feel like people are trying to find ways to criticise Jimin just for the sake of criticising him. Jimin is a very considerate person. He also tries to keep a clean image which, judging by the hate he's getting although he's nothing but kind snd sweet, I completely understand. It's not like he's completely avoiding the topic. He's drinking alcohol, we saw him drinking alcohol on camera before, is talking about alcohol, talked about tough times and how much the pandemic affected him. So why is it a bad thing if he doesn't want to do drunken lives or smoke?

All of BTS created an unhealthy parasocial relationship with the fans. But that's a whole other topic, in my opinion. I personally won't criticise Jimin for being aware of his fans not all being adults yet, the same way I won't criticise Jungkook for not considering it because in the end the parents are responsible to regulate what kids are watching and what not.

Anon. I won't lie i didn't read all of this because you clearly did not understand me. I never once mentioned his album or that he needed to explain it. Tf is wrong with you people reading my blog and seeing shit that isn't there?!

I talked about him skipping the kissing scene and the cursing. I did say shit about nothing else. I did not even touch on the songs themselves. I was only talking about the censoring. Thats it. And my opinion still hasn't changed btw.

This goes hand in hand with idols treating their fans like their girlfriends. Maybe me using the word problematic is what has u people triggered but it is. Now idols can't even say who they're dating because they belong to their fans. Its stupid. Its fucking stupid.

I can't with u people anymore. My blog, my opinions. Have you thought about that??? You don't wanna fuck with me then fuck off. I'm sorry, but I'm done defending what I said. It is Jimin, its who he is and that's fine. But I can still find issue with certain things about him and I'm allowed. So enough! No one is forcing u to be here.

[sharks-are-queer]

I haven’t made an intro post in awhile so sorry if this is a little stiff lol

Hello!! I love those character headcanons blogs and wanted to make my own! I don’t exactly know the language to describe these things so I’m sorry if this is written weirdly!

For Info about my blog see under the cut :D

🦈 What headcanons requests I will take 🦈

- Ocs

- Characters from Tv Shows, Movies, and Webcomics

- Alters

- Headcanons involving “conflicting” identities, objectum hcs, Neurodivergent Hcs, Therian Hcs, and Age/Animal Regression Hcs (if therians and regressors even have flags in not sure atm)

🦈 What headcanons requests I WONT take 🦈

You can also request yourself/you and your partner if you’d like! I won’t accept irl pictures but will accept a drawing or picrew that represents you! :D

- Irl ppl (unless it’s you or your partners/friends who’ve given consent)

- Characters from media on my blacklist

- Characters from pornographic media such as Hentai

- Characters from Shota/Loli media or similar media.

- NSFW hcs, Paraphilia hcs outside of Objectum, Proship Hcs, RCTA hcs, just generally messed up stuff I won’t touch

If you have a question about something you're unsure I would take or not, don't be afraid to ask! No question is a stupid question in my book!

🦈 OTHER RULES 🦈

- While I am lenient about this rule, I would prefer requests to stay under 50 flags per character

- I will not use character art that you do not personally own or isn’t from the original source

MEDIA BLACKLIST:

- South Park

- Minecraft SMPs

- thats kind of it rn tbh hdhdhd

I will try my best to keep my blog accessible by keeping almost everything plain text and I will try to do image id's, I don't really have a lot of experience with those but I will do my best!!

🦈 DNI 🦈

I dont exactly care who follows me since I can just block a person if they make me uncomfortable, but I will say Maps/Pedos, Zoos, Proshippers, Anti-Palestinians, and TERFs kindly fuck off! :)

I would also prefer NSFW or 18+ blogs dni since I'm still a minor, wait a couple months and then come back lol

🦈 ABOUT ME 🦈

My names is Rory, and my pronouns are He/Him, Xe/Xem, + any neos :D. I say I’m an agender lesbian but it’s a bit more complicated than that. I’m 17 and a Scorpio :D. I consider myself a mix of critical inclus and radical inclus, I don’t align with radqueer at all.

Gravity Falls

Stuff I like:

SHARKS!!! Specifically Whale Sharks and Basking Sharks

The Owl House

Stardew Valley

Psych USA

Neon Genesis Evangelion

Steven Universe

Adventure Time

+ many more!!

Idk how to end these types of things so I’m just gonna say Bye and I hope you have a lovely day or night :D

[svnflowermoon]

“ WE'RE COLLATORAL HERE, MAN WE GOT HIT . . . ”

i hope you enjoy your time here <33

anon list || pronouns page || pinterest || spotify

��� you can call me lucy or luce and any other nicknames that fit, also i adore petnames

basic info. ➵  they/she, 17, lesbian (also somewhere on the aroace spectrum idk babe I'm confused), certified romantic advice-giver, enfp, gemini, nz, i adore dogs, plant mum, i love painting, pesto lover, writing is my life, i love going on walks and picnics, I'm 100% a spring girlie, i can't live without music, spotify is the loml, pinterest whore, i hate coffee (sorry), avid lover of platonic love, i overshare on the internet, slytherin, i don't ship real people but idc if you do as long as you're respectful about it, i love character design!!! i've been told by my best friends that i'm a real life nick nelson & remus lupin (also a wet cat but let's just ignore that ahahaha <3 i am insanely obsessed with halley's comet by billie eilish and i literally have a tag for it that's how much i adore it (#THE SONG OF ALL TIME) i often disappear from tumblr for a while due to my mental health <3 free palestine!!!

music. ➵  billie eilish, conan gray, maisie peters, gracie abrams, chappell roan, FINNEAS, holly humberstone, lyn lapid, sabrina carpenter, olivia rodrigo, ABBA, arctic monkeys, fletcher, queen, claire rosinkranz, girl in red, phoebe bridgers, boygenius, renee rapp, troye sivan, lauv, harry styles, niall horan, lizzy mcalpine, griffy, johnny orlando, ricky montgomery, zayn, maggie lindemann, louis tomlinson, beabadoobee, ella jane, cigarettes after sex, emei, tate mcrae, lana del rey, melanie martinez, 5sos, the neighbourhood, chase atlantic, clairo, hozier, paramore, and more

books. ➵ osemanverse, hunger games, anne of green gables, the seven husbands of evelyn hugo, a good girls guide to murder trilogy, the other side of the sky, his dark materials trilogy, red white and royal blue, i kissed shara wheeler, marauders era (not the actual series just the marauders. also anti jkr ew fuck that bitch), six of crows, shadow and bone and more

movies + tv shows. ➵  spiderverse movies, marvel, stranger things, heartstopper, young royals, red white and royal blue, first kill, anne with an e, hunger games, gilmore girls, i am not okay with this, my policeman, shadow and bone, she-ra, httyd, and more

characters. ➵ natasha romanoff, wanda maximoff, james potter, kate bishop, loki, katniss everdeen, max mayfield, robin buckley, tara jones, tori spring, alex claremont-diaz, jimmy kaga-ricci, georgia warr, evelyn hugo, remus lupin, sirius black, regulus black, lorelai gilmore, remus lupin, sirius black, elle argent, tao zu, beth harmon, finnick odair, jesper fahey

art. ➵ i love art but posting it is terrifying. i've just started doing digital art last year but my stupid ass drawing tablet broke so uh yayyy no more of that for the time being. i mainly paint but I'm doing printmaking at school so that there's more variation

my blogs. ➵ 

alt acc: @goldwingangell

writing: @svnflower-writes + my ao3 is sunflowerrmoon

mediocre poetry: @lostmypagewhenyoukissedme

aesthetics: my moodboards @partyfavorr

billie eilish icons: @eilishicons

note. ➵ i would love to be friends with you, please do not hesitate to message me/send me an ask (preferably an ask im an awkward mess in dms) i literally cannot shut up so if you talk to me abt anything i love i will enthusiastically respond (often in all caps) <3 my discord is the same @ i use here and if we're close you can ask for my insta <33 if you know me irl please stop looking at my blog. there's a 96% chance i don't want you looking at this blog, please don't take it personally <33 also, i'm sorta selective abt who i follow back and i rarely follow people back who don't have an intro post or a bio with an age bracket, name, and pronouns.

➵ thank you for reading my intro post <3

“. . . HOPE YOU FIND SOMEWHERE SAFE FOR YOUR BAGGAGE .ᐟ ”

[apazwtsn]

Calm down people, I think you've taken it too far, both of you.

Don't take this personally, you know? If I see something I don't like, I just move on. If either "they are attacking my favorite show" or "they criticize me senselessly for something I said"

Being a person who enjoys all adaptations equally, without or with very little preference (ACD), I think I can contribute an impartial opinion in this little discussion debate.

Actually, I am not very good at debates, in general I get quite stuck and since I am bad at explaining what I think, I unconsciously think that others hate me or do not directly want me to talk, So, thank you, Internet, for giving me, in some sense, this veil of anonymity.

I've seen BBC sherlock, and I liked it. In fact, I had not noticed its flaws until I read several metas about it(I still don't do it??) but I'm not a person who analyzes things in depth. If I like something, I just like it, if not, I don't. And if you asked me to explain why I like something, I couldn't say it for sure.

I've only listened to the first 3 episodes of Sh&Co, so I can't say much about it. So far, I liked it. Although not being in my native language or having official subtitles, It makes it a little difficult for me to fully understand it. Also, I'm more of a vision person than an ear person, so it's a little harder for me to visualize what's happening at Sh&Co.

As a person who doesn't know shit about science (well, until now what I was taught in school and a couple of things I've seen on TV), I can't complain about any of the series for being scientifically incorrect. I'm here for a policial. I'm here because I want to see my favorite characters from literature in the 21st century. Not to talk to me about atoms and molecules and physics, that's why I got Rick & Morty. I understand perfectly that for someone who knows about the subject it can cause a terrible headache, because that's what happens to me every time someone calls the monster Frankenstein.

Regarding the Fuck BBC Sherlock thing, well, I think that's a point for Gregorovich (I don't know if that's actually your name, sorry). It was a post of their blog, and well, they can do whatever they want on their blog. It was expected, I guess. The majority of the blog is dedicated to criticizing BBC Sherlock. And the original post was about comparing BBC SH with SH&CO. So, yeah, I guess, they have the right to criticize it.

Is this a discussion, or a debate? I think it's a debate. If you were arguing, you probably would have gone to hell by now. But yes, I think it's a bit stupid. You like BBC Sherlock? Good. You don't like it? Good. Do you hate it so much that you want to say fuck BBC Sherlock every time you talk? uhh, good.

Do you like BBC Sherlock, and are you offended when someone speaks badly of it? If you want me to be frank, you should let it go. It's not worth getting angry over things like that.

I always try to speak as calmly as possible in debates. Even if sometimes anger wins me (this is not the case). I don't even know if what I said makes sense! Haha (not funny). The point is, if you don't like something, ignore it. Applies to everything.

I know I literally got into a conversation that isn't mine, but please, you guys are fighting over nonsense. (Besides, what else can I do? I like gossip and I hate seeing people fight)

[critical-thinking-is-mandatory]

Sorry I'm being very spammy to miraculous salt blogs cause I saw this one ML sugar post that made me start think: do you think miraculous is overall a well written show or a badly written show?

oh it's definitely the latter (in my opinion). like, I feel like ML is trying too hard to be too many things and failing at it, and then all its other problems come from there.

is it an episodic kids/pre-teen show with no overarching plot but recurring themes of friendship?

yes but it's also got an overarching plot and covers themes of abuse and death and sickness which is more suited to older kids/young-mid teens.

AND it's also high art with deep themes aimed at older teens but if you think about those themes you're *wrong* actually because it's just a kid's show! it's not that deep! stupid SJW!! >:(

it's like the creators couldn't just pick *one thing* and work with it. they couldn't pick *one* age bracket to aim it at, they couldn't pick whether they wanted a long-running episodic serial or if they wanted a story with a bigger plot. they can't just pick one, and that's given us our issues with the status quo, our issues with a dull and repetitive plot, the juvenile, slapstick humour, tackling Adrien's abuse with all the delicacy and precision of a jack-hammer, professing deep themes of Importance For Adults/Older Teens and in the next breath treating the audience like toddlers.

And I'm not saying you can't create a kids show that handles hard themes but still resonates with a wide audience, I think Avatar has shown us that that is well and truly possible, but the success of Avatar is largely because it picked an audience and a theme and a story-telling method, and. Stuck. With. It.

Of course there's also a number of other things that go into a well-written story, and with a cast as large as ML, characters, interesting characterisation, relationships and character arcs are VITAL.

ML has a huge cast of recurring characters. In Season 1 alone we get: Marinette, Tikki, Adrien, Plagg, Hawkmoth/Gabriel, the whole Miracuclass (like 8? kids), Ms Bustier, Sabrina's Dad, Nathalie, Sabine, Tom, Mayor Bourgeois, Jagged, Master Fu, Manon, and Nadja Chamack.

That's not even including one-off characters who never show up again OR the likes of Mr Ramier/Pigeon who come back later on more and more often.

That is a huge cast. And when you have a cast that big you need a way to make your main cast stand out other than giving them tonnes of screen time *cough* adrien *cough*. ML utterly fails at this. S1 Adrien feels like a puppet and later on like a wet cardboard cut out. Felix has more arc and personality and bite than one of our main characters for cripe's sake.

S1 Marinette was, by far, probably the most explored of all her iterations. She was doing stuff, going places, having personality beyond just awooga adrien!!

But that is where they peaked. In S1. Like 6 or 8 years ago. A messy plot and world can be...overlooked if the characters are compelling enough. But ML hasn't got either. It doesn't give us Plot or Characters, or nice animation or a fun world or much of anything really.

Its only real value is to put something brightly coloured on TV to distract a small child. And like? It is so, so clear that the crew work hard on the show, but it's really not paid off. Like, at all. Other than, of course, the profits from the cheap merch being bought to please and pacify little kids, but I think we all know no one in anything less than an executive position will see any of that money.

So TL;DR: the story has no clear goal, no clear audience, the characters are forgettable and dull, the themes have no teeth. Overall, a badly written show. The time, energy and money could've easily gone to something better.

[yandreamings]

Hooray, thank you so much! 🥺 Sorry if I messed up your schedule of things lmao!

For a match up, my I'd like a man! I am an INFP Cancer that LOVES to cuddle, I literally cannot survive unless I am cuddling someone, it's just a big love language of mine! 🥺 I've been told I am very emphatic, a bit brave lmao, sweet, cute, optimistic and bubbly!! I love making others smile and I hate it when my friends are down in the dumps, if they're sad I get sad too y'know? I LOVE sweets, yogurt, and pretty much anything related to potatoes!! My hobbies would include playing Genshin (LMAO), writing, listening to music, watching anime/tv shows, listening/reading scary stories and true crime (I have a big obsession with this!!), simple daydreaming, being with friends and taking long walks! My not so good traits would be that I have a big problem with procrastinating, I get moody really easily and I'm not very good with first impressions... I have the kind of personality that you'll either bloody adore or despise, in-betweens are RARE. I've also been told that I can come off as a bit too blunt at times which does intimidate some people at times. I often just say whatever is going on in my head, not really thinking things through but no matter how stupid they are I always save myself in the end. 🙃

Also, congratulations on 200 followers! It's really cool to see you grow and you deserve it! I hope your blog explodes and becomes super popular! Thank you so much sweetie! ❤️

Of course! And you didn't at all, please don't worry. Tumblr has a tendency to be a real pain in the ass sometimes! Thank you so much; it means the world to me, especially coming from you! 🥺Apologies for the delay, and I hope you enjoy. <3

I match you with… DAZAI OSAMU!

Has Dazai died and gone to heaven? Is he seeing the pearly gates? When you first speak to him, that's all he can think- you're an angel, so bubbly and kind, so lovely and easy to talk to! He has never been one to grow attached to someone so easily like this, but there's something strange about you that hooks him in. Good luck!

Even if you think your first encounter was a one-off interaction, you'll see him more. Popping into your workplace to surprise you, seeing you at your favourite cafe and other meetings that are just too odd to be coincidental.

Being touchy by nature, Dazai is more than happy to help you with your cuddling habit. More often than not, he makes excuses to have his hands on you in one way or another. He'll claim it's just because you're so cute and he can't resist you, which is true, but it's also a not-so-subtle way to hint to those around you that you're taken.

It's all good and fun in the early stages, but he starts to show his true nature soon enough. He's jealous and possessive, manipulative and controlling... he says it's all for your own good and that he's just worried about losing you, but the glint in his eye tells you otherwise.

Your empathetic and sweet ways will be taken advantage of very quickly. Oh, you want to go out with friends...? He thought you were going to stay home and have a night in with him... what's that? You'll stay after all? Aw, he knew you'd come around!

When you're on one of your long walks, you can't help but feel like someone has their eyes on you. And you're right to feel that way- do you really think he will let you wander around on your own? Don't be silly! Someone might just take you as their own, you know? He can't have someone else touching his darling.

Well... he's hypocritical in that way because sometimes, all he can think about is snatching you up and keeping you in his arms for the rest of your days. You wouldn't mind, would you? After all, he loves you so much.

[emsylcatac]

Hello!

I'm wondering about your thoughts about Ladybug's hero name. I see a lot of posts saying it's unimaginative compared to other heroes', so I'm wondering how a native French speaker feels about it.

I feel like most people only view it as such because ladybug is an English word and most of them watch it in English.

I wonder if in French it would be seen more as cool since it's a foreign word (I'm not a native eng or French speaker but I think that's how it would be seen in my country if a hero had a foreign name - well these day's probably not since everyone's kind of tired of English being everywhere) or is it just neutral and not something you really think about.

If other native French speakers want to share their view please do, I would love to hear it.

(Feel free to ignore if this has been already discussed in your blog, I might have just failed to see it)

Hope you have a lovely day!

Hey there!

This discourse about her name being unimaginative is so funny to me considering heroes in general are called stuffs like Superman, Batman, Spiderman, Ironman, whatshispowerman, etc 😂

I personally think it's perfect because of the "Lady" in it, it sounds inspired by famous superheroes but it's with "lady" which is more classy than "woman" (like Wonderwoman and whatnot), so it's a nice wink to it will still being its own thing, you know?

Plus Chat Noir is literally called "Black Cat" and Papillon "Butterfly", I'm sorry but how is this more original than Ladybug haha, so maybe you're right and those who think Ladybug is unoriginal is because they see it in English while Chat Noir is in French so it sounds different and cool to them (and Papillon got an name in English that sounds edgier than Butterfly)

To tell you the truth, when I first saw my siblings watching the show on TV back in S1 I thought it was a very stupid looking show and that the heroes names were so dumb and unoriginal. So that was my first feeling of it, until my siblings were like "well cause Superman or Spiderman sure is better" and I went like "ok you have a point". Now I'm totally used to it and I wouldn't see them with any other name, you know?

I haven't heard French people being annoyed by Ladybug's name being in English, I think we all kinda like it cause it fits the pun with "lady" really well! While "Coccinelle" wouldn't really have a pun or anything. Also we can hear Chat Noir saying her name in a stupidly cute French accent all the time then, with "Lédibeugue!!" (or idk how you'd spell his pronounciation in English, maybe "laydeebeug"? idk haha)

Hope I answered your question! Have a nice day/evening!

[unsc-offical]

(I'm just gonna reblog my answer and not tag 9 more people because I only know like 3-4 people in halo tumblr)(and they've already been tagged)

Honestly up until 2-3 weeks ago I figured that faking my death and pretending to be another officer was enough but considering people keep attempting to kill me everyday I'm gonna assume I've been re-found so I guess I may as well answer

Last song-

Favorite color- navy blue and most other colors like that. Sometimes I like yellow.

Currently watching- so many things, I have weekly shows like whatever star trek is on at the time (lower decks currently, go watch it NOW), or only murders in the building, I'm also rewatching buffy tvs but that's all with my family, personally I've been watching red versus blue, any walking dead stuff I can get my hands on for free (webisodes) a YouTube series about the comic and tv show differences in the walking dead, I've also been digging into Garfield's weird lore and internet presence. I also am sad to admit I've been watching a very long playlist of one of my favorite gaming YouTuber's old... [Audible sigh] among us videos. I'm sorry I'll delete the blog now. (Hey at least it's not stupid "among us poppy playtime squid game Minecraft Ohio gyatt at 3am buzzword buzzword buzzword consume consume consume con-" it's normal stuff every YouTuber was doing back in 2020-21, I have standards. Anyway moving on)

Sweet/spicy/savoury-

All at once 😈😈😈

I'm a big fan of all three. Also umami or whatever.

Relationship status-

Single. No time for relationships when you're dropping into hell

Fr though I'm aroace and a minor so

Current obsession-

Read this to the tune of the nations of the world by wakko Warner, or don't, I can't tell you what to do, the list probably won't be long enough and this part will just come off as weird. Maybe I should just shut the fuck up and get into it; halo, lord of the rings, Garfield, starfield, battlestar galactica, deep rock galactic, aliens (franchise titled aliens), starship troopers (THE ONLY GOOD BUG IS A DEAD BUG), the walking dead, Garfield, <small>among us</small> , star trek, hollow knight, archery (the sport), (I could go on but this post is already longer than my entire fanfic lmao)

Last thing I googled-

Seth Gilliam (I was watching starship troopers for the first time and I was like wait is that Gabriel (the walking dead) ?)

Currently working on-

Halo Straight into hell (doing such a good job with my schedule, I'm no longer making promises because I clearly can't stick to them. Maybe a post tomorrow), making benches for a campsite I'm working on, school stuff, and raising baby cats.

@oni-official don't add this to my next psych eval I stg

9 People You'd Like To Get To Know Better

Tagged by @aqgarts. Bold. Thanks.

It'll be me, the Director, answering since I reckon 26th century media is overdone.

Last song: Plenty - Alternate Version by aeseaes. ONI playlist coming soon.

Favourite colour: I like my gray-scale shades but, outside of that, matte/dull gunmetal blue.

Currently watching: You, reading this. (I have a lot of trouble getting into series.)

Last movie: The Highwaymen.

Currently reading: Men at Arms - City Watch Arc, Discworld, Terry Pratchett.

Sweet/spicy/savory: Spicy/Savoury all the way.

Relationship status: Single. That's the thing about being a spook-

Current obsession: Halo. How ripe with potential.

Last thing I googled: 350F to C (I was baking cookies)

Currently working on: Fallen Angels [File 3.1], a retelling of an ODST squad's mission on a world lost to the Covenant, recently declassified. I swear we'll have this out soon.

There is, of course, zero pressure to respond since ONI already knows everything about you, but we wouldn't mind updating our files -

@sign-language-is-pretty-handy @tvlovesfandom @mel-a-art @holyshonks @ageless-aislynn @dougielombax @gameknigh @unsc-offical @monitorchakas